Afsana Pyar Ka

Raj? - Dad.

Haven't you gone to sleep?

I wanted to meet you today.

We rarely meet each other despite staying under one roof.

You are fast asleep when I go to office

and by the time you return, I'm fast asleep.

Anyway...

Here you go, son.

I need your signature here.

My signature?

Yes, the new company is under your name.

It will have its branches in the three metropolitan cities.

And can you guess what our yearly profit will be?

200 million!

How many companies will you open in my name?

What will you do with so much of wealth?

I'm used to making money.

Only money can turn all your dreams and ambitions

into reality.

You don't know how important money is.

Go and ask those

who have lost their dreams in the maze of poverty.

Good night, dad. - Good night, son.

Hi, Deepa! - Hi, Deepak.

Deepa, suggest a number between 7 and 249. - 49.

What's your birth date?

Seventh July. - Wonderful

Divide forty nine by seven. What's the answer? - Seven.

Seven and seventh July makes fourteen.

There are twelve months in a year. What is fourteen minus twelve?

Two. - You are very fortunate.

What do you mean? - I mean, you are now alone...

but very soon there will be someone special in your life.

Really?

Can you tell his name with the help of numerology?

The naming was done by the parents, Deepa, and... - Deepak!

I think your times are not good.

Meet me after this lecture. I'll see if I can do something.

Okay. - Go on now.

Hi! - Geeta.

Where were you? You are late even today.

Deepa was getting on my nerves.

She was talking about the journals.

That's fine. I didn't even demand those explanations.

That means you can ask for explanations.

At least till she's not married,

she can't trust her boyfriend...

Who always claims

to lay down his life for you.

There comes the one we have been waiting for.

Come, let's go.

You haven't answered me...

We'll meet tomorrow.

Hi, Raj. - Hi, how are you?

Fine.

Good choice. Carry on.

Vikram is a good boy.

But you are the best!

Thank you. Anyway, see you later.

Sorry, Vikram. It's not my fault.

She came here on her own.

No problem. It's all in the game.

But you didn't take advantage of the opportunity.

That's exactly the difference between you and me.

For you, a girl is just an opportunity.

But not in my case.

Because I only prefer

the one who is the best.

The best among the rest.

Superb!

Fabulous!

Fantastic!

Fantabulous! Like me.

Romila.

Hi, Romila.

This technique of trying to score with a girl has become outdated.

I just wanted to know your name.

It's enough to know that

I am new to this college.

But I am not new to the atmosphere in colleges.

As far as my name is concerned, you look like a Romeo to me...

But I'm definitely not Juliet.

That was a nice move. - But it didn't work.

Quiet.

What now?

Operation, Romila!

Nikita.

How do you know?

Very simple. Every new entry is made in the last page.

I found out as soon as she had left.

Then you must be knowing that she is not only Raj's class-mate...

But she's also his batch mate.

It will be more fun to be in two different batches.

I'll take her away

and Raj will be left alone.

Is that a bet? - Yes.

How much for a day? - Hundred.

For how many days? - Fifteen days.

Else, it will be double. - Double.

Done.

Won't you shake hands?

After I win the bet.

Okay.

The operation starts this very moment.

Which is the next lecture? - Physics.

Gurumurthy.

Subject...

Light. That means brightness.

Students, the speed of light

is one million eighty six lakhs miles per second.

But the speed of sound

is negligible as compared to light.

It must be about 750 miles.

That's the reason why we hear thunder

after we see lightning.

What is this?

Why did you stand up?

Sir, that...

The lightning struck, Ir. - What nonsense!

You remain standing. Now you tell me the answer.

How long does it take the sun's rays to reach the earth?

You sat down without answering my question! I say, stand.

Sir, maybe he was trying to give a demonstration.

The time he took to sit

must be the answer for your question... - Ms Shehnaaz.

I asked the question to Vineet.

Why did you interfere?

Now you give the reply.

Three to four minutes.

Wrong.

Five and a half minutes.

Wrong again.

It takes eight minutes.

Sit down.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

You've studied all this in Junior college.

It's really surprising

how you have reached third year.

It's pathetic! My God!

From where did the high frequency sound ensue?

Who is it? Come on, tell me.

Sorry, sir.

Two apologizing for one mistake?

And that too, together?

It gives rise to a short circuit

when opposite signs come together.

Now sit down or I'll lose my cool.

May I come in, sir?

So you have come. Do come in.

Subject, light.

Very good.

Light is of two kinds. Warm and cool.

For example, the rays of the sun and the moon.

One makes you warm and the other gives you solace.

The romance of the moonlit night...

Heart beating faster...

Is far from the reach of Physics.

I think it is a perfect topic for research.

I don't know Russian,

but I'm sure...

That light must be called Nikita in that language too.

Today the classroom is so bright.

As if thousands of lamps are burning.

This is because of the new student, Nikita.

What can it be other than light?

Your presence has added radiance to my life.

My heart was filled with the light of joy.

There's just one wish left to be fulfilled...

The only desire...

That Nikita's brightness should only fall upon me.

This is romance.

This is poetic philosophy.

But it is

definitely not Physics.

Who wrote this letter?

Who is this Einstein?

I don't know, sir. It came from behind.

You, get up. Come here.

Did the wall write this letter?

I didn't write this note.

So why did you point at the wall? Do walls write letters?

Come here with your books. Come.

I am asking you for the last time. Did you write this letter?

No, sir. - Very well.

Give me your Identity Card card. - But, sir...

Just give me your Identity Card card. Come on.

Okay, now get out of the class and meet me afterward.

Okay.

Haven't you left?

Sir, maybe he was telling the truth.

Someone else must have written that letter.

I know that boy since long now and very well too.

This is your first day in this college.

Hence, I'm feeling bad.

That a fellow student

had to go out of the class

because of me on the very first day.

Fellow student?

Okay.

Give his Identity Card to him.