Dum Laga Ke Haisha (दम लगा के हईशा)

HEAVE-HO, CARRY THAT LOAD

Three things in this world...

bring tears to my eyes.

Papa's shoe

English exams.

And singer Kumar Sanu's voice.

All painful.

You...

You are the answer to my every question.

You are the heart of all my stories.

Didn't I tell you?

Don't record with headphones. You'll burst your ear-drums.

- What did you say? - What did I say?

The Rishikesh priest asked us to see the girl.

He wants us to come to the temple tomorrow.

Finish the recording today.

What is this mess? Throw this out.

Yes, Papa.

Here's 20 rupees.

Yes, Papa.

Don't let the cows get into the shop.

Yes, Papa.

Jaya! Did you bring the lemon pickle?

Have you got money for the temple?

Prem, get in the back. There's no time.

Hurry up!

Ma, my saree is untying.

I told you to tie it with a pin.

Hold it.

Let your father pass.

Hold your breath in.

Tuck your saree in.

Cover your head. We're going to a temple, not to your college.

I can't find the saree end.

- What are you doing? - Why didn't you oil your hair?

Tell him...

to sit with confidence.

No need to misbehave.

You're our only son, our pride.

Don't chomp on your food. Don't spit when you talk.

You talk as though I'd never seen a girl before.

You want some water?

How far is the temple?

Someone's getting restless to see the girl.

Let's introduce ourselves.

The girl's father, Madan Pal.

The boy's father, Chandra Prakash Tiwari.

His wife, Subhadra Rani.

Boy's mother, Shashi Tiwari.

Boy's sisters, Jaya and Hema and their husbands.

She's my younger sister. Prem's aunt, Naintara.

I think the boy and girl should introduce themselves.

Absolutely.

Sandhya.

Sandhya.

Prem, introduce yourself.

You've done it, Papa.

One person missing, Samar. Sandhya's younger brother.

He has exams, so he isn't here

- ls Sandhya educated? - A degree in teaching.

She's wanted to teach since childhood.

She even taught her dolls maths.

Ask him yourself.

She asks if Prem is educated.

Prem has a degree in Commerce.

He's always been keen on accounting.

He's more interested in bank notes than books.

Think it over and tell me.

I already have.

What do you say?

The girl is lovely. Did you notice her good nature?

She didn't speak. You talk of her nature.

Being silent in front of her elders is a sign of a good nature.

So you prefer the girls who waste time in your shop...

recording songs?

You listen! She's a nice girl. That's it.

A nice girl! And her appearance?

What's wrong?

Is she blind, deaf, mute, crippled?

Saw her size? Huge.

You're no movie star, you high school dropout.

It's the food these days.

Your sister put on pounds after she got married.

Her husband still loves her.

They chose each other. What choice do I have?

To hell with your choice.

Your choice will turn your parents into paupers.

Papa, talk to him gently, he'll understand

so, you try.

Listen, son.

If she was attractive, we'd have to buy her cosmetics.

She'll earn money. She's going to be a teacher.

- It'll help us. - I will not marry her.

That's it - How dare you!

Do it, Prem. For the family's sake

I'll look for a lovely special girl.

Not temporary, someone permanent

I'll look for a big earner, sober and sweet.

Not temporary, someone permanent.

Eyes like a golden fairy.

A magic wand in her hand

I'll look for the perfect bride.

He'll have a bike and a car, good manners too

I'll consider him, that's if he's faithful.

She'll go with me to visit Shimla, Kullu Manali.

But not forget to buy veggies on her way home from work.

That's the one for me

I'll look for a graduate, a lively, cheeky type.

Not a fellow who looks old and grumpy.

He's a man who masters household chores.

No, no ordinary type, you see.

A deluxe model will suit me.

Are you OK?

My head is about to explode.

Take a pill. You'll feel better.

You want to die at your own wedding?

I told you - don't drink milk after Chow mien.

Papa, it's his allopathic meds. He's throwing them up.

No one stops him.

Give him some soda, he'll be OK.

I really like the scent of marigolds.

Welcome.

See how beautiful the room looks.

Prem's aunt hand-picked the flowers.

Prem loves them - She sneezed.

You have a cold?

I'm allergic to flowers.

We'll get rid of them in the morning.

The room is decorated with a lot of love.

Remove all the flowers.

Where is it?

Don't rush things in bed.

Let her get a job first. Babies can come later.

On paid maternity leave.

You feeling OK?

The bathroom?

Change here.

OK

Wait. I'll go out.

You can come in.

Sandhya.

- A call for you. - Coming, Mummyji.

Hope I didn't wake you.

- How did you get this number? - So, how was last night?

He behaved like a child...

abandoned somewhere.

He slept in one corner of the bed, me on the other.

Listen, I'll call you later. Bye.

Wake the Prince of Celibacy out of his slumber.

Don't talk so loud.

She can hear you.

You worry about being overheard. But not about your son.

Don't blame him. She could've made the first move.

She's arrogant.

Just because she's educated.

She didn't even greet me at the wedding.

Giggled away with her family.

Sure! We aren't in her league.

Why blame the poor girl?

Think of how she must feel.

Our son is work-shy. He's so arrogant.

A boy like him should be taught a lesson.

Good morning, Mr. Groom.

- Where to? - The Youth Club.

The Youth Club will ruin you.

You want to become a freedom fighter. Can't kill a fly.

- We'll talk later. - Wait a minute.

Yes, we'll talk later. Look at me.

Look at me. Well?

You can hit me if you want. I'll do as I please.

One whack will son you. Where's my shoe?

Don't hit him.

How sweet! She's made us tea.

Prem is at the Youth Club. He loves working out, since childhood.

Is your family into fitness?

Only Papa. I do yoga at home.

It shows.

We salute those great men.

The great men who have given us the wisdom of life.

We bow a hundred times to those great men.

Remember the martyr Bhagat Singh.

The leader Subhas Chandra Bose.

Shivaji Maharaj and Vajpayeeji.

Do you think any of these great men lacked focus?

No.

So, let's promise ourselves.

To let their lives inspire us.

To follow in their footsteps.

Of course!

- I have news. Prem is married. - Congratulations!

That calls for a party - Yes.

Papa is against inviting riff-raff.

I agree with him. I'm against parties too.

So be it!

Study hard, OK?

Give it to Jaya.

Take care of our Prem - Sure.

Give us a missed call. Ring once, and you ring twice.

Go safely.

I don't know what's happening to me.