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"In love every lover becomes helpless."
"In love every lover becomes helpless."
"My heart.."
"My heart.."
"My heart isn't to blame for this."
"In love every lover becomes helpless."
"In love every lover becomes helpless."
"My heart.."
“My heart..”
"My heart isn't to blame for this."
"Had the eyes not met, we wouldn't have been in love."
"Had I not met you, I wouldn't have expressed my love."
"Had the eyes not met, we wouldn't have been in love."
"Had I not met you, I wouldn't have expressed my love."
"My beloved, my sweetheart, my life,"
"..now I don't want live even a moment without you."
"After meeting you intoxication has overtaken me."
"After meeting you intoxication has overtaken me."
"My heart.."
"My heart.."
"My heart isn't to blame for this."
"In love every lover becomes helpless."
"My heart.."
"My heart.."
"My heart isn't to blame for this."
'Every human desires to own a house.'
'A place which is like heaven!'
'Even Rajesh Saxena has a similar house.'
'And this house is called Shanti Nivas. But..'
I'll thrash you! - Please forgive me!
Uncle? - Son, have your breakfast.
But Murli..
Please don't! - I'll hit you more.
God! Save me! - I won't spare you!
He's paying for his deeds. Finish your breakfast.
He'll die. Go and pacify Shalu.
Please forgive me! - I'll not. Fool!
I can't pacify her. You do it.
Who me? Never! - Help!
What is the matter? - I'm dead!
You aren't dead yet!
You've burnt my blouse, I'll kill you!
Help me! - You!
Stop it Shalu!
No father! He burnt my new blouse.
We'll get a new one. - Yes.
Who will bring it? - Sir will bring it.
But you have destroyed this one.
We will us it in dusting. - I'll beat you..
Okay, enough, I'll bring a new one for you.
Where will you find a better piece?
It's easily available on the footpath. - Murli. Murli.
You fool! You got thrashed, still you blabber.
Get lost. - Stupid!
Did you see that father? - Child, calm down!
Listen, I'll get more blouses for my dear sister!
But father.. - Don't say further, eat your breakfast now
I'm not hungry.
Will you go to college hungry? At least drink milk. - No.
For your brother's sake. Please.
Ok, but only milk. - That's good.
Now eat one toast. One toast.
You listen to your brother but not to me!
Hurry up! - This is emotional blackmail.
You're getting late for college. Eat it please. Good.
What time's the show? - 12.30.
We'll have to miss the lecture.
It's the last day of the film. We can attend college later too.
What's the time? - 10.
We're doomed! - What happened?
Don't you know, what happens at 10? - Yes. It's witch's arrival time!
Are you deaf?
Can't you hear? - I can hear and see, madam.
I think your eyesight is weak. Now can you see?
If you wear dark glasses, how can you see?
Shut up!
Mind your tongue, Ms. Shalini Saxena.
Who the hell are you to give me orders?
Shalu, calm down.
Did you see how he's ordering me? - Yes.
What will you do? - Arun, please calm down.
You can drive now.
Only if he moves! What if he dies?
I'll see you! - All right!
Guru! - She broke my glasses.
That's not right. - That witch intended to kill you.
Forget it.
If I were in your place, I would've slapped her.
Shut up! Shalu has bashed you many times.
Have you ever slapped her? - I don't raise my hands on women!
And he was preaching me. - I was kidding!
The bell has rung, lets go! - Come.
Mr. Great, are you fond of drawing?
No drawing isn't my subject.
I didn't ask you that.
I want to know, what have you tried to depict on the board?
Someone has made a very a good attempt.
Shut up. You play dirty trick and on top of that you mock me!
There's a limit to everything and everyone should abide to it.
It would be good if you stay within your limits.
The same applies to you or else I will..
Don't threaten me because it won't work on me.
Neither have I drawn it nor I've the time for stupidity!
Don't waste my time. - You!
Good morning sir. - Good morning sir.
Ms. Shalini. Any problem?
There is a problem but I'll solve it.
Please sit down.
Roll no. 1! - Present sir!
Roll no. 2! - Yes sir!
Yes, What is it?
Arun. - Yes sir
The principal has called you. - Ok sir.
Now the fun begins!
Roll no 3! - Yes sir!
May I come in sir? - Come in.
There is a complaint against you. - Against me?
Yes. Shalini has complained.
She has no other work besides that.
I wonder why she always fights with me.
But she says the same about you.
She's lying! I stay away from her.
Arun, it would be better if you avoid these fights.
Ok sir.
Anyway I called you because as usual,
..you'll represent our college, in the inter college competition.
I hope this time too, you'll get the first prize.
The first prize goes to Ms. Seema.
I request her to come on the stage to receive her prize.
Please come.
This is your prize. - Thank you.
Congratulations! - Thank you.
Congratulations!
Very good! - Father!
Why is this prize distribution going on? Where are you going?
Son, this was just the rehearsal.
She'll get a real award soon. - A gold cup!
And madam will have milk in it.
You always speak rubbish!
Those cups are meant for decoration.
Don't keep it in the kitchen,
..if it's lost you'll blame me for stealing it for my beloved.
Get out Murli.
No matter how much I try to appease her, she tells me to get out.
Get out. - Okay
Don't sleep again.
Why is the function?
Shalu has started writing great songs? - Really?
Yes! She has another name too..
What is it called? - Pen name.
Yes! It's Seema. - Very good!
I'm glad that we have a poet in our family.
Who can express the scent of the flowers,
..and the rippling of the streams.
Else nobody in this family could think beyond sand, cement and iron!
I'm very happy.
Tomorrow I'll ask uncle Verma to publish your songs.
But on one condition. You'll sing for me first.
No! - Why are you shy of your brother? Sing.
Sing. - Please.
Only if you'll shut your eyes.
Do it! - All right, I'll close my eyes.
Sing. - Sing.
'It may be a sin to express my feelings,
..but it isn't a sin to love someone.'
Great! But is this the way to recite a poem?
Father, you make me nervous.
Really? What if you've to recite your poem in a gathering?
Then I'll recite it nicely. - How?
'It would be a sin only if I expressed my feelings,'
'..but it isn't a sin to love someone.'
'If you're rich, tell me one thing.'
'I'm poor, but that's not my fault.'
Wonderful! - Great!
Great! What is this?
I'm fed up listening to that poem since 2 hours.
And you can't stop appreciating it.
This poem is praiseworthy. You've to praise it.
My jaws are paining praising it.
Do one thing.
Tell Ms. Seema, you're her greatest admirer.
What? - I mean fan.
You keep reciting poems and I'll keep praising you.
Don't worry. I'll do that one day. - When?
Will it be when I die listening to your praises and her poems?
Now I'll meet her before that.
Now sleep.
Witch!
No!
Help! Someone please help!
I had an accident! Someone please help!
Help me.
You're absolutely fine.
Blood! How can you say that?
It happened because you yelled.
What are you waiting for? Help me.
We help those who deserves it.
You always fight with him.
So what? But now how will I go to college?
Hire a cab or walk. To hell with you.
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