Feels Like Ishq

Hi, guys! So right now, I'm going to show you the bride's room.

This is the lovely, gorgeous, beautiful mess we have created.

So, the scene is set.

The altar outside looks stunning. Just like the bridesmaid. God bless her!

But now, it's time to meet the beautiful, gorgeous, lovely bride.

Avni Kalra, what the fuck? Shit!

Okay, guys! So I didn't expect bridezilla at all.

I'll keep you guys updated. Till then, stay tuned. Much love to all the Avnians.

Bye!

-Don't ever do that again. -You and your Insta Lives, Avi.

What about my life? My real life?

You treat it like a reality show. Even Mom follows you!

Why are you so blah?

I don't know? Why are you so enthu?

Because my two best friends are getting married.

I'll dance in the procession and also mint money at the ribbon cutting.

What am I doing, man?

How will I deal with this huge-ass family and their massive expectations?

Just now, they called me "Pranav's wife" and "Chopra's daughter-in-law!"

You think beer is bloating me?

-We should stick to tequila, no? -No!

What about me? Sunaina Dev.

It's not a big deal. Just keep your maiden name, Sunaina Dev Chopra.

Like Kareena Kapoor Khan. Where's my perfume?

I just got out from college, man. I had so many dreams.

Haven't done shit yet! My whole life would change.

Nothing will happen to your whole life.

You are always like this. You get jittery at the last moment.

Stop overthinking and killing the vibe.

-Where's my perfume, man? -Avi!

What happened?

Are you mad? Don't overthink it. It's just a wedding.

Okay, listen to me. Okay. Susu… Listen.

Apart from your career, didn't you dream of a home with Pranav,

walk-in wardrobe and all that shit?

A cozy destination wedding in Goa.

With only 50 people, family members.

And it turned out to be 200 people. Didn't you think of all this?

It's happening now!

Chill out. Don't think so much.

Once you see Pranav, you'll forget everything. You'll be like…

"Okay, finally this is happening." Okay?

Okay?

I know what's going to make you okay.

Tequila!

Jay's looking into it. Don't worry, I'll check on him.

-Supervise please. Okay. -Don't worry.

Aunty!

-You look so lovely. -Thank you. Sunaina…

Yes, I'm with her, Aunty. What…

She's planning a surprise entry for you.

Is this the time for that?

Come on, Aunty!

We live once, die once,

we marry only once, too, if everything goes well.

-You got the point. Let her do it. -Hey…

When did I stop her?

She does what she wants.

And everything at the last moment.

Go on, do it! I am leaving.

Su! Bro, we would've had a shoot-out with the shots right now.

Aunty almost came inside, and this room smells like… us!

Where are you? Taking a dump?

Su?

Fuck!

Pranav? Yes, how much longer?

Sorry, dude. An hour or two at the least.

Yeah, take your time.

Awesome! We are waiting. Bye!

-Su. -Ma'am.

The washroom is that side.

I really need to see the CCTV footage. Will you be able to help me out?

No, ma'am. The IT guy's on leave.

Ma'am! Have you lost something?

My mind!

I have an emergency. I need to go to the hospital right now.

Can you just help me out? Yeah?

-Yeah, sure. Come. -Okay? Awesome. Let me get in.

You want to go to the closest hospital or something specific?

Hospital?

-Girl's side or boy's side? -Sorry?

You are here for the wedding, right? From the girl's side or boy's side?

I am from both sides. Actually, right in the middle.

I am the wedding project manager, Jay.

Perfect. Okay. Cool. Awesome.

Hi, babe! Okay, Jas, I have a small favor to ask.

Do one thing, take Sunaina's room key from the reception

and just lock yourself in. Of course, she's with me.

We are planning a surprise! We want you to be a part of it.

Love you, bye!

Ma'am…

If this is not an emergency, then I'd like to go back. I have arrangements to make.

If you don't help me right now, you won't have any arrangements left.

Stop!

Sir, have you seen her around?

No, madam.

-Look carefully, she must have been here! -She ran away?

-With someone else? -Hey!

-We have to find her. -We? Who's we?

We. You and I, us.

One second.

No one else knows!

Wow! Thanks. I feel…

special.

You know, I think the first thing is that we should inform the family.

Relax. No one is telling the family.

It's my two best friends' wedding and one is missing.

It's my fucking responsibility to go and find her.

But it's not my responsibility.

I have a job and my job is at stake here.

What a guy! The wedding is at stake and you're worried about your job.

Listen, she ran away of her own will. I don't think she wants to be found.

She has cold feet.

We are childhood friends. She wants this.

Whatever. This is their problem. I have nothing to do with it.

In fact, my team will be happy. Their much awaited dream came true.

Bride ran away, wedding's cancelled and they get paid.

Disgusting.

Just keep your mouth shut. I'll handle the rest.

What are you doing, man? Cool down. Please, relax.

Okay, cool down. Let's make a deal.

I have a lot of money. Lots of money!

-Her mother is a heart patient. -One second.

-Hello. -Hello?

-Hello, Jacob? Hey! One second… -Asshole! Hang up!

-One second. Hello, Jacob! -Jay?

I am going to pick up the priest. It'll take an hour.

Let Paroma know.

And listen, the bride's side will sneak in to grab a bite.

-Yes. -So, keep an eye on catering.

-Especially the chickpea counter. -Got it.

-I'll call you, okay? -Okay, cool.

Panditji, I'm coming to pick you up. Send me your location.

But it'll take some time.

No. This isn't water.

I am not a driver, ma'am.

How funny you are.

You don't trust me not to tell anybody,

but you still got in the car without knowing me.

You didn't seem like the kind who'd take me for a ride.

Well… Technically, I am taking you for a ride.

I just don't know where I am taking you.

Fair point.

I have a strong feeling that she's at Miguel's.

-Miguel's? The pastry shop? -Yes.

Normally people follow a location. We'll follow feelings.

So what? Is there a rule that you must get married if you're together for five years?

-Happily ever after is a myth. -Your order.

-Thank you. -Mr. Miguel, sorry.

Have you seen her?

No, I haven't.

-Can you please take another look? -He hasn't seen her.

Asking him three times won't make her appear.

Thanks for all the help. Enjoy your cheesecake.

I need desserts when I am stressed.

"Desserts" is "stressed" spelled backwards. Stressed, desserts.

-Papa jokes. -What papa jokes?

I think it's a great Instagram caption.

You look fine. One bite won't make a difference.

I really want to look good in tomorrow's pool party.

There will be a pool party only if there's a wedding.

Why did you go? You could have sent an intern.

-No, I thought… -Are you fucking stupid?

Paroma, he's the MVP of the wedding. He was sounding very lost.

-I'll pick him up. Stop stressing. -Whatever, Jay.

But, Paroma, we need a priest for the wedding.

So I have to get him. I thought I'd do it myself.

And I'll get him on time.

Listen, there'll be no problem. I'll be there.

Hello, Paroma!

Paroma, listen. Paroma?

Hello. Hello?

Did she just hang up on you?

She's my boss.

So? I hate bossy people.

Really? You must really hate yourself then.

When did I boss you around?

-I requested you. -Requested?

You tricked me. You lied to me. Not that I am complaining.

But I will very soon, if you don't find her.

You are complaining.

Hi, babe! Okay, listen, Shaurya.

I need a really small favor, man. You know how careless Sunaina is.

She just lost her phone and her phone is off.

And we need to locate her location ASAP.

Of course I am going to take the police complaint back. What are you saying?

Thank you so much, sweetheart. Thank you. I am waiting, huh?

Do it fast.

Police complaint?

Our college hacker…

Stalker.

He's a bloody asshole.

You think she could be in a church?

Or a temple? Lost, confused people always run straight to God.

No, man. She's not such a cliche.

Well, she decided to get married, didn't she?

Are you only this negative about marriage,

or are you generally full of bile? Like, what's the scene?

Tell me. It's your job.

You are a wedding planner. How can you hate weddings so much?