ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
Sorry.
This is a very special song for our group.
True. That's why you people are singing it with full strength.
- What lies? We started it for church. - Right.
Sings in the local trains like this, "you know or don't know".
She is so funny. Isn't it?
Hi mons...
- - no... no... no...
- - no... no... no...
where are you going?
- Very sad. - Hi mala.
- Jagi my piggy. - Yes shaali my kaali.
- What's the matter? - When your flight will take off?
- Means? - When you'll tell mala?
- What? - You know...
come... come... i'm your love...
50 times i asked her for friendship then i came for a date.
- If i'll say l word then i'll get gpl. - Jignesh...
you are a stud. You bring airhostess on a date at airport.
- You. - Let's go.
There they are...
why are you standing outside? Go inside.
- In ac. - Entry is banned.
- Banned, why? - Some matter of bomb.
Means, have to stand over here in heat. I don't believe this.
Let's go mala, our group is very fun loving. We'll enjoy a lot.
Tell me one thing didi, what i'm doing at airport on my off day?
Oh sorry mala! It's like this our special friends are coming back today and you know...
- then have to brought flowers and sweets... - that i haven't brought.
Why you bring me? I don't know them and i came like an idiot to receive them.
I hate airports.
I love airports.
After a long time when people meet so every meeting has a new story.
I know stories but i hate stories too much.
Specially those stories which ends on airports.
Why? Is it a joke to get inside, stop the plane? Try to
shout them down with bullet by considering as terrorist.
- Aren't you too much romantic? - No. I hate romance.
I mean, seriously guys. Sad couples all around, before marriage
they doubt and fight and just after marriage, 'we are bored'.
Not at all.
- If he find the right person. - Made for each other, bullshit.
It happens in dreams not in real life.
It happens, swear.
Tell me where it happens? I'm curious tell me.
For that have to hear a story and you don't like stories.
What kind of story? Love story.
- In which heroes, heroines an villains. - Villains are a bit less.
- But fights, songs and misunderstandings. - Err full on!
- And climax at airport. - Absolutely right.
- Sounds horrible, no thank you. - Listen, by the way flight is late.
- I'll feel bore then i'll tell you clearly. - Okay.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Have to. - Mala, it's like...
once upon a time girl and a boy...
story starts from a dream.
In dream a man having sword in his hand in full drama costume is ridding a horse.
Hold it... hold it... hold it.
- Is this your dream. - No.
- Then how you know? - Because jai saw those kind of dreams.
- And who is jai? - That, who is watching this dream now listen.
Listen.
Hello.
I just be back.
- Jai. - Emergency mom.
- But your exams. - Its aditi.
She needs me.
I'm sorry, we tried completely but we aren't able to save her.
I want to say something.
Radha isn't among us today.
I remember that day till today, when we saw her first time.
Big black eyes, innocence on face but too much mischievous.
She stayed with for a while, touched our life. We'll never forget radha, aditi.
Come.
Together we pray, wherever radha go, stay happy,
remember us and at least learn to catch the rats.
- Was radha a cat? - Yes.
- Cat's funeral. - Yes.
Even her funeral was done properly.
- Are you all mad? - We all aren't, aditi.
She picked radha from college and since then she was like her daughter.
Everything is on extreme for aditi.
Love, hate, attachment.
She hadn't do anything by weighing.
But how come you guys took all this seriously?
No... no... actually we also felt it silly...
...but not jai.
Jai only knew one thing.
Aditi was depressed.
Only aditi's smile was necessary for him.
- Did you like aditi too much? - Yes too much.
And booms like jai but if jai could see anything except aditi then.
- Mom. - Yeah.
I'm over here.
Pumi aunty.
Thanks.
Yes pumi speak.
What?
Again.
This is the limit. That son of bitch.
No... no... no... it's useless.
Police complaints are enough. Okay if you want to write
letter to police commissioner. I'm going to talk to newspaper.
Yeah... yeah... till the time we haven't suspend him he'll not learn the lesson.
Yes... yes, i'll see you in the office.
- This is the limit. - Your old friend inspector vagmari.
Who else would be? He bang a 14 years old boy in police lockup.
Can you believe it? That man...
- he needs his own bamboo. - Mom... mom... mom... mom.
Calm... take the breath inside and release it slowly.
- Really. - What do you wana have in breakfast?
- Is it your turn? - Yes.
Your turn but it's my mood.
- Mom. - Yes.
Yesterday night, again i dreamt that dream.
Which dream?
Same, that somebody is having a sword in hand and ridding a horse.
You haven't put pepper on it.
I'm not sure but i felt it before...
i think he's dad.
Dad... your dad.
- My husband. - I think so.
Ridding a horse and sword in hand. Oh come on!
How could you?
How could you think such like that jai?
- I just... - you know that how much he hates uproar.
It's far for him to fight but he can't even see somebody fighting.
He lost his life in it.
He went to stop somebody's fight and never came back.
Mom... mom... mom... i'm sorry.
It's dream what can i do?
This is depressing jai that you are dreaming that kind of dreams.
Jai singh rathore aka rats was world's most non-violent person.
Seriously if ghandi-ji is alive then he must cry after seeing jai.
And he suffers from acidity after seeing aditi.
Fatu you, your mother... your father... your whole family, son of swine's.
What the hell is going on?
Jai, i'm going to give him a lesson.
- Come dog i'll show you. - Aditi are you mad?
- You called aditi fatu. - Not her, you.
Me.
- What's the problem? - Lets go from here.
- Vivak it's enough now. - Keep your cat collared...
...otherwise she'll come under my car, understand?
From same place your mom picked you up.
Jai if she isn't stop shouting then i'll bang you out.
Is jai afraid of you?
- Yeah. - Isn't it?
Go jai and bang his face.
- Who? Me. - Come swine... come.
Nileash leave my hand otherwise i'll bang your face.
Leave... leave... leave...
aditi what are you doing? Look at his face he'll kill you.
I didn't want to fight but you haven't leave me any choice.
I'll not spare anything, you'll take everything in your hand.
Let's go, today will have to teach you lesson.
Okay, yours...
- what? - Your dad is college trusty.
- Yes, so? - If i'll bang you then i'll be expelled.
- You'll be banged, understand. - And nothing will happen to you?
Because it's your father's college.
You don't know my father, my band will be struck more than yours.
What?
- He'll say, it isn't right to act like this, next time. - Next time don't do it, end.
Leave it, my father is hitler... hitler.
- What'll he do? - First of all he'll stop my pocket money.
Every time old-man do the same.
What are you talking about? Then...
...you aren't able to eat anything in canteen.
I have so many friends. This neleash i fed him too much. Why neleash?
- Off course, dude. - So sweet, dude.
You are good friends, superb.
Okay listen vivak, after all that will any problem stays between us. Fight finish.
Finish, dude.
Is there any gang war is going on at college?
Will you offer me a drink in friendship bond?
- Will you offer me? - Off course.
Nando give two cokes.
- Cheers. - Hay pay the money.
Vivak face was worth watching after you left.
He stared at coke for two minutes.
And thinking and nobody dared to laugh.
But rats you had to gave him one punch.
Aren't your mom wash your face with soap?
- You use too much abusive language. - Leave it dude.
I haven't watch your kind of coward in my life.
It's not about cowardness miyaoon, i don't like fighting you know that.
Not even to save friend?
Vivak isn't my friend and it's much more necessary to save him from you.
Smart.
Fatu. (fatu=coward).
- Aditi you are insulting rats. - Don't call him rats.
Only i can call him rats, okay.
- Rats... rats... rats... - shut up booms.
What happen to you?
I was... i mean... she was fighting without any reason with aditi so...
look friends; i can't do this fighting. Dad made only one promise with mom...
that i'll never raise my hand on anybody.
So you can call me coward, fatu whatever you want to say.
Makes no difference.
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