Single Papa (सिंगल पापा)

Hi, Shlok.

So, Mom, how was it?

Don't ask.

Gaurav Gehlot's family left me traumatised.

But I met this other candidate. Sayonee.

I think she'll be perfect for Amul.

Ma'am? Someone from the Board is here to meet you.

At this time? I'll be back.

GG Sir, a single lady wants to adopt Amul.

Sir, a single lady wants to adopt Amul. She'll be visiting the orphanage tomorrow.

Do whatever you like, Nehra.

Amul is mine, no matter what.

-Sir, you can't just barge in… -Move!

…like a bull every time. Sir!

Sir, stop!

-Hi, baby. -Hey.

Hello! Excuse me, madam.

This baby is not available. Put him back.

He's not available, as in?

I mean, he's been pre-booked.

Hi, my baby! Come here.

You know what? There are so many kids here.

Look, he looks like Taimur.

-He'll suit you. -What?

Is this a child or a suit to suit me?

"He's pre-booked," "He's not available." How insensitive are you?

Mrs. Nehra introduced me to him.

She seems to be losing her memory.

She probably forgot that I'm adopting Amul.

Isn't it, Amul? Cutie pie.

What are you talking about?

-Excuse me, who are you? -Gaurav Gehlot?

How dare you come in here?

And who allowed him to hold the baby?

Just get out from here. Get out.

Next time I see you here, I'll call the cops.

Heard that? Aunty will call the cops. Like last time.

Here, hold him.

Chill, madam.

-As long as my son is here-- -He's not your son.

Maybe not now. After the adoption, he will be.

He will never be. You failed the HSR.

I've only failed my first HSR.

I have another chance to apply for the HSR.

You can't take that away from me. I know everything.

-Please come to my office now. -Sure, let's go.

-Don't worry. I'll handle this. -Please.

Madam, choose another baby. This one's mine.

Yeah, we'll see.

Madam, you know what?

Come to my new house and do the Home Study Report.

Everything is new-new, everything is safe-safe.

Repeating words twice will not convince me.

In fact, you can never convince me. I won't let you to adopt Amul.

Simple.

You won't?

All right, then, madam.

I really didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice.

Dear Women and Child Development Board, my name is Gaurav Gehlot.

And I failed my first HSR.

What are you doing?

But clause 12, chapter 3 of your brochure states…

What are you doing?

…every candidate gets two chances.

I may have failed my first attempt, but I have another chance.

Mr. Gehlot, what are you doing?

But Chairperson of CACA,

-Romilla Nehra is telling me… -What--

What did you say? Why can't I adopt a child?

Shut up and stop this!

Here. I'm giving you a second chance.

You know, madam, you're a lot like me. Stubborn.

You never agree to anything the first time.

Jai BKG.

Jai BKG.

Jai BKG.

Jai BKG.

Jai BKG!

Jai BKG.

What's with this BKG, LKG, UKG?

BKG means "Brahmand Ke Guruji."

He's the most powerful guru around these days.

-And what's GKB? -Us! Guruji Ke Bhakt.

I see.

Jai BKG.

Vishwas-ji.

-Mrs. Minocha, how are you? -How are you?

See you.

Yes. Come on.

Meet Vishwas-ji.

BKG's SoDe manager.

Soda? Does BKG have a gastric problem? Is that why he drinks soda?

Come on, Poonam, SoDe means "South Delhi."

I'm so sorry.

Not at all.

If humans don't make mistakes, who will? BKG?

Not at all.

This is my friend, Poonam.

She's caught up in a whirlpool of troubles.

Cry. Cry your heart out.

Because after you meet BKG, you'll never get to cry again.

That's true.

My home is crumbling away.

Please let me meet BKG.

My daughter isn't getting married,

and my son wants to have a child without getting married.

Please donate two lakh rupees as a token of faith.

Next month, as soon as BKG is back from Mexico,

I'll arrange your meeting with him.

Next month? What am I supposed to do until then?

Preparation.

-Do you have a pen and paper? -Get it out.

-Come on. Okay, write it down. -Yeah.

First, get a haircut.

BKG says that upon cutting your hair,

you rid yourself of the sins of your past lives.

Wow.

Then, wear yellow clothes every day.

Yellow clothes.

-They bring positivity. -Yes, that's true.

-Happiness is an internal affair, right? -Right.

Be happy, even if you have to force yourself.

Laugh out loud.

The parathas are burnt?

The AC has conked off?

Laugh out loud.

Laugh every day. Laugh all the time. Jai BKG!

-Jai BKG! -Jai BKG!

Just apply a pinch of asafoetida on the baby's navel,

and massage it in with gentle pressure.

Like this, in a circular motion.

-Okay? -Okay, ma'am.

This will relieve the baby of colic pain in a jiffy.

Nice.

Hi. Gaurav?

-Hi. -I'm Sharanya.

I heard your intro.

-You want to adopt a baby, right? -Yes.

How cool.

I'm trying.

My husband hasn't attended the new parents' class even once with me.

And you come by yourself.

-Too good. -Thank you.

And here, from shopping to baby-proofing the house, it's all on me.

Wait a second. What's baby-proofing?

-You don't know what baby-proofing is? -No.

It means preparing the house for a baby.

Taping the electrical outlets,

sticking soft materials on the corners of furniture, etc.

My cousin had also adopted a baby.

You get extra points for it on the Home Study Report.

Really? Thank you so much.

I'll see you. My car is there.

Baby-proofing…

I brought everything. Including Labour.

Hi, cutie! How's my baby?

Look, it's your new home!

Come quickly. Papa's got all these lovely toys just for you.

Look at this.

Come soon, okay?

Bye.

Come in.

Wow, man.

As a child, I used to dream of living in a doll house like this.

I'd wear a pink princess gown, wave a magic wand

and turn all your toy cars into frogs.

You know,

Mom sent me to bring you back home, but now, I don't feel like leaving.

You know, Nammo,

after eating outside food for the last six days,

my stomach has turned into an acidity factory.

Serves you right.

You deserve this for messing with my wedding.

What do you mean, messing with your wedding?

You think I'd ruin your wedding?

The wedding of my darling, princess sister?

The sister who has always supported me in everything?

Whether others support me or not.

I can never do that to you, Nammo.

You're my darling sister.

-So listen, can you do me a favor? -Nope.

-At least hear me out. -I don't wanna hear or help you.

-Why won't you? I'm your brother. -I wish you weren't my brother!

At least my wedding would've been without a hitch.

About your wedding…

there's a small problem.

I mean, a tiny one.

But it's there.

Name a family member of the opposite gender

who will support you?

It's compulsory. If there's no one…

No, of course I do. My sister, Namrata.

-How old is she? -Twenty-eight.

-Is she married? -She's not married, but she's…

Then she can't be your support.

How can you say that, madam? She's a strong, independent woman.

You're biased against single women.

Biased?

She's not married yet. But eventually, in a few years, she will be.

This is India, after all.