Mere Jeevan Saathi (मेरे जीवन साथी)

Who are you?

You seem to be an educated gentleman.

What happened? Are you ill?

No, I'm just a bit tired.

Come with me then.

You can rest in my hut. Let's go.

Here you are.

To drink water on an empty stomach could be harmful.

Eat something first.

I can only offer you dry roti and a garlic chutney.

Is that okay with you?

That's okay,

but you've been living off your father's earnings till today.

You want to forsake a business of millions and turn a painter.

So go ahead. But I will acknowledge your art

only when your paintings or portraits give you one square meal.

Is it a challenge, dad?

Yes, son, it is.

Goodbye. - Good luck.

Sorry, there isn't a single painting worthy of being bought.

Not bad.

I wanted to show you my paintings, because you're a very big artist.

That's a good thing you did. You have a very bright future.

You'll be famous all over the world.

But at least a hundred years later!

What? - Yes.

There's a demand for only two types of paintings nowadays.

One is the type that adorns the bedrooms of the rich

and the other is the type nobody can understand.

What does that mean?

I sold this one today.

At five thousand rupees.

Five thousand rupees!

By the way, what is that?

I've painted it.

But I don't know what it's all about.

And thus I call it, The Mystery.

Very good.

God bless you.

It's so beautiful.

Excuse me? - Your painting.

You appear to be an artist.

I'd have been delighted if only you had praised my paintings.

It's the painter who deserves all the praise.

As for your paintings,

I've just stepped out of an exhibition.

But there wasn't a single painting there to match yours.

Are you speaking the truth? - Yes

I know a bit about you.

I have a collection of about 500 paintings in my palace.

Your palace? - Don't you know me?

I'm Kamini. The Princess of Ramgarh.

I'm delighted to meet a real artist like you.

Thank you.

I'm the one who ought to be delighted

for having found a connoisseur like you.

You really understand my art.

To be honest, I haven't sold a single painting till today.

I knew that the moment I saw you.

What is your name? - Prakash.

Lovely!

Your name means light. And you're hiding in the darkness.

If I wish, I could bring you into the limelight.

You? - Yes.

Guess what you need nowadays to make it big?

What?

Salesmanship, smartness, connections in the right places.

Those with the money.

Who are fond of only buying paintings,

but do not understand them.

Come with me. - Where to?

Don't ask me that question. Just entrust yourself in my care.

Really?

That's more like it.

You now look like a modern artist!

There's still time for the party.

So I wish to have a round with you.

Party? - Yes

I'm going to introduce you to the rich

who will shower money on your art.

I don't drink.

For my sake?

That's okay.

I won't force you either.

Because you're an artist.

And an artist goes strictly by his moods.

And I will wait for you to get into the mood.

Cheers!

Your attention, please.

Meet Neeta. A woman of many talents.

The best thing about her is that she's an admirer of yours.

This is Prakash. An artist.

He makes beautiful paintings.

He's no less good looking.

Hello.

You must make a portrait for me as soon as you're free with Kamini.

Right now he's doing nothing for me, Neeta.

I'm leaving for Ramgarh by tomorrow morning's flight.

I see! By then, I'll take full advantage of his talent!

I've thrown this party for him.

To introduce him to everyone here.

That's very kind of her. I'm no big personality or artist.

Princess Kamini can never be wrong in her choice.

That she has introduced you to me is good enough for me.

Neeta, will you introduce him to everyone here, please?

Oh sure! Come on!

Go, man, go!

This is Mohan.

Hello. - Hello.

That's Rita and her husband. - Hello.

"Who is he?"

"He is a playboy."

"Yeah!"

"See, he is a playboy."

"O my life partner..."

"Yeah!"

"He is a playboy."

"Yeah!"

"O my life partner..."

"Yeah!"

"He likes money and gold too."

"I've painted many faces"

"I've sculpted enough statues."

"But yours is a face that stands out from the rest."

"Lovely isn't it?"

"Beautiful."

"He likes to play with girls."

"Always money."

"He is a playboy."

"He's got sex appeal."

"But yours is a face that stands out from the rest."

"Wow!"

"Yeah!"

"Lovely!"

"Hey, it's me, baby."

"Yeah!"

"He loves to play with money."

"And he is a playboy."

"I can see him."

"Yeah!"

"He is a playboy."

"So hot..."

Hello, uncle! - Welcome! Jyoti had called just now.

Know what? She has topped her class.

Congratulations!

She's coming this Friday. - Really?

In that case, we must have a grand homecoming party!

Indeed, why not! Kamal, you're Jyoti's best friend.

You are responsible for the arrangements of the party.

Certainly, uncle.

Don't worry. Leave it to us.

Let's go to the club, Kamal, and decide about the party.

Today I am very happy.

It must be a grand happening party!

I'm so happy today! I'm going to invite all my friends!

It ought to be an event to remember.

A memorable party! - Relax calm down

I've told you so often

that excitement isn't good for your heart.

Doctor!

You won't be able to suppress my joy today.

Jyoti's returning on Friday. - Really?

What time is the flight? - In the afternoon.

Very good!

We must leave now, uncle.

Ought to be a grand party, Rajan!

Don't worry. Just wait and see what I'm going to do!

I'll meet Dr Siddiqui today.

I've spoken to him about Jyoti already.

Dr Siddiqui, the eye-specialist? - Yes.

He's the best eye-surgeon we have in India right now.

I want Jyoti to start working with him immediately.

Let the doctors decide what they want to do.

But you're having dinner with me this Friday evening.

Make sure you wear a nice suit. We'll have many guests.

And every one of them knows that I've been your friend

since the days you were running around in your shorts.

"Swing, baby! Swing!"

"Swing, baby!"

"Swing, baby! Swing!"

What a shame!

We haven't yet found a single new idea for the party.

Hang on, the party expert will be here any moment.

Who? - Prakash.

Singer, painter, handsome and what not!

That loafer?

What has he to do with a party thrown by decent folks?

Looks like Rajan is jealous of Prakash.

And rightly too.

Every girl Rajan tries to woo, makes Prakash her boyfriend.

Will you keep your crooked mouth shut?

But why hasn't he come yet?

He must either be making a sketch of a girl in his studio

or he must be speeding by in his sports car.

Excuse me, your handkerchief. - Yes?

Keep it in your pocket. My handkerchief is safely in my purse.

Oh beautiful! - What?

I mean your purse, it's really beautiful.

Are you a member of this club? - Yes.

Do you mind? - Not at all!