Minus One

I recall everything.

Her laughter,

the way she yawned.

Her pointless eye rolls

and her almost bearable snoring.

But most of all, I recall my best version,

when I was with her.

It was because of her.

She was my first love.

Her faith in me made me feel like,

I was meant for something more.

In her eyes I could see who I really was,

who I wanted to be.

Life seemed so grand with her.

That I could dream all I wanted,

I had neither fear, nor worry.

She was everything to me.

And this, was forever.

Never say forever.

We weren't forever.

4 years ago,

we had already broken up.

But even after we broke up,

we were living together.

Happy birthday.

Even this was perfect in a way.

Just not the same as, it was before.

I am slipping.

Not here, not here.

Please stop. No.

I am going to book a room for tonight.

Ria please don't waste money.

It's been two weeks baby.

Then let's move in together.

Shut up, Varun.

If we get caught, I will lose my job.

Get lost, coward.

- By when will you be done? - At 5.

Go do your bullshit job now.

Bro. My dad has spent 7 lakh rupees of my degree.

He will break my ass if he sees me here.

Don't worry, Vicky.

Everyone needs to start from somewhere, and this is our start.

The journey from being a laundry boy and to getting into corporate is something...

Stop whining and just work,

who knows something good might come out of it.

And do your work properly. Else if boss finds out.

Vicky.

What the hell are you up to?

I am done with you.

I am going to report this to madam.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning, Varun. Everything all right?

- Everything is fine. - Good.

Got that?

Then? Enjoying the work?

Yes.

I'm glad.

This work can really be mind-numbing, right?

- Say something. - I am really enjoying it.

Seriously?

Everybody works here for money.

Even I.

Anyways have a good day.

Thank you, ma'am.

You are on the wrong trail.

You are on today's mail trail and you are supposed to update,

Wednesday's minutes.

Sorry, thanks.

What's the scene?

Okay.

Seems like a punctual guy.

Yeah, he wants to be a pilot,

he is not wasting his life like you.

And you are changing the world here, right?

- Bye. - Bye.

- Hi. - Hi.

I just love it,

you know if you go through the minutes of the meeting,

you will get to know that nobody knows how to run a company.

It's just running on its own.

Everyone is aimlessly working.

Spending days and nights.

They don't watch any movies, there are no weekend plans.

I wonder what's the point of it all. Losers.

No one has any vision; everyone is blindly following orders.

They have become just like robots.

It's okay baby.

Don't get upset with the robots.

They are paying for the hotel tonight.

What you looking at?

If this is what is happening on the bike,

then what will happen in the hotel?

And if we move in together, then just imagine...

I just asked you to get into the mood.

But you are getting on a war footing, mister.

I am serious.

Please.

What?

What will I tell my parents?

I don't know. The truth.

That I have a boyfriend?

Move.

We will have to tell them at some point, right?

There is still time for that okay?

It's seems like a respectable hotel.

Married couples also visit here.

Right?

If they were really married then,

they wouldn't have come here.

Let's go.

What are we even doing here Ria?

We are in love.

Every time we come here, I feel we are doing something wrong.

Look I really don't mind being with you okay.

But if we actually move in together.

Then I have 2 conditions...

I will choose the house.

Okay.

Okay.

And if we do make a home together,

It's got be forever.

Okay.

Okay.

Come, let's go.

What come? Let's go find a house.

We have already paid for the room.

So?

Let's get our money's worth.

Listen.

Home or no home,

this is forever.

Really?

Of course.

Prove it.

What the hell was that?

Proof.

Where are you going?

The hotel has provided a bed too.

Come, here.

Bed is for losers.

Open up.

What the hell is going on here?

These love birds don't look like married couples to me.

- Bahadur Singh. - Yes sir.

Contact their parents and call them immediately.

I want them here right now.

They can't do this.

Dad's gonna kill me.

I need to... shit.

Hey what... What happened?

What happened?

Dad's coming.

- Is he angry? - Yeah, I think he is.

I don't mind if he shouts at us...

He is called your parents too.

What?

They want us to move in together.

- I can't believe this. - Varun!

Sir, is it this one or that one?

It is that beautiful one right there.

Bedroom is also there.

Bed is for losers.

From now, every Sunday,

Sunday breakfast is going to be ritual for us.

Why can't our Sunday ritual be sleeping till 12 pm Varun?

That is because I only get to spend Sunday with you.

We are getting a fridge next week.

I hate doing this.

But I love doing this.

With you.

This feels so good.

Found your perfect spot?

I have found my perfect life.

There is still a bit left for our perfect life.

You have to became a photographer,

I have to became a pilot.

We both will have one car each.

You will have a big art show.

And I will have a pilot watch.

And Air Jordans.

You will roam around the world.

And I will take you everywhere.

God willing, this will all come true.

In this very house.

What happened?

Nothing, just work.

Don't.

Not right now.

Why don't you leave your job?

If you hate it, why do it?

Who will pay the rent? Dad?

We will do it together.

Your peace of mind is more important.