The first 200 lines.
Dear, breakfast for me, breakfast for Ranjit...
...and what about the kids?
No breakfast for them, no lunch. - Why? - Why?
Yes, why? - Father, have you seen their school grades? - Let me see.
Six out of ten, four out of ten and a zero in mathematics! Zero.
Imps! Why have you scored so low? - That's just why.
No breakfast, no lunch for them.
You'll keep the tiger hungry?
Tiger? Oh you mean your daddy?
Why should he go hungry?
Because that scorecard is his.
Jassi's? From his schooldays? - Yes Grandpa
Such were the fruits Daddy reaped with his labours. He hid it away
Kids, what about your grades? - Here. I scored 80 percent.
Ravi scored 85 percent.
The rascal! All these 27 years he hid it!
I'll shave his head or, I'm no head of the family.
There he is.
Well Daddy, whom are you tonsuring today?
That... - Tell him! - As a kid when we shaved your head.
Your photo had come the way your face looks. - Did you hear that?
You know? Nitu has scored 80 percent...
...and Ravi scored 85 percent
Is that any reason to rejoice?
I used to score between 95 and 97 percent
Grandpa... junk
Junk? - That's about the junk we trashed.
In mathematics, I scored 99 percent.
Grandpa... trash.
What trash? - We trashed the old clothes.
Make sure you put in the effort, score more.
Oh God! What's happening to me? Jesus...
What's happening? - What happened? - Rosy..
The walls care for me but you don't. - Why what's wrong, Steven?
I was fine, I was asleep and something happened when I got up
My waist is feeling like...
...a lamp-post run-into by a truck!
I'll get you milk and turmeric.
Bless turmeric! Turmeric is healthy
Turmeric is no use, Mummy
I'm calling the doctor. - Sure..No injections! Hurts.
Grandpa..
Florence, do something! - Yes, right away.
It's gone! - Grandpa, you was no pain at all.
But it was! And as soon as you said one-two-three, it was gone.
At your age, you're the one who's a genius at kidding.
Just like the acts you put in when you wanted chocolates...
...that's my waist-ache, I crave for the attention you know.
I am caught.
"The night passes away, but the evening doesn't." - Stop.
May I come in? - Come in.
What's matter?
Can you tell where this address is? I got to deliver flowers. - Yes.
Son of a dog! How dare you ask me about Steven D'souza?
So you went to him asking for me? - I did
And did he give it to you? - Yes, but a slap.
On which cheek? - This one
How dare you ask my address from that Chaddha?
Saw? The vibes of rivalry! Can even set flowers afire.
Think! You come to deliver flowers and you get slapped
Had you come delivering cooking gas...
...you'd be blown to smithereens.
What kind of a rivalry is this? - That's just the trailer.
See the sons and you'll get to see a whole movie. Action-packed
Goodness
Where did he go?
Wilson, our wehicle should not be behind his.
He mustn't overtake us.
Overtake, quick.
Faster.
No losing Bali, we must race ahead. - Just watch Sir.
Speed up
Overtake.
Faster.
Did you see that Sir?
Well done Bali! Now let's see what he does?
Son of a gun! You let the rogue win.
God! I'm fed up of their spats. Forever up to one-upmanship.
Warring countries can become friends, but not them.
Now only God can help.
Why do they squabble? Is it a Hindu-Christian clash?
My Daddy told me that they were once the best of friends
They wined, dined and socialised with each other.
Among the Christians, there were Anthony...
...and his elder brother, Moses
And there were Anjali and her brother Jassi
The families were close friends.
Anjali and Anthony were friends too.
With time, the friendship changed. - Meaning?
They fell in love. - And then?
That which always happens.
Their families got wind of the affair.
Anjali was already betrothed.
The Hindu family refused to consent.
The families raked up a mighty quarrel...
...but Anjali and Anthony were unscathed
They were in love and...
they went away from their families. Eloped. Married
It's been 27 years without even a single letter from the couple.
They got married and went away.
It's said they live in Delhi. But over here...
...the loving ties that the two families shared was shattered.
Shattered forever?
And their conspiracies fuel their hatred.
Can they never friends again? - It can only be a miracle.
Coming.
How are you, Tulsiram? - I'm fine. - Give it to me.
For us? - Yes madam
Where from? - One Raja from New Delhi.
Raja from New Delhi?
Whose letter is it Father? - Anjali's son.
Anjali... who's Anjali? - Anjali...Jassi! Your sister.
Anjali's letter? After 27 years?
Ranjit brother Papa's sister has written.
Read it. What does she write? - Not Anjali, but her son. - Really!
Read it. - 'Respected Grandfather...'
'Grandmother, Uncle, Aunt, my greeting to all.'
Who cares for his obeisances?
'For long, I have wanted to see and meet you all'
'I get all your affection.'
Get all our affection!
'My wish is about to be granted.'
'I will be arriving tommorw. Yours, Raja"
Let him come. I'll put him in his place.
Mummy, how is Raja related to us? - Dear he is your cousin brother.
Lajjo, shut up!
Stop telling them nonsense! - But he is their cousin.
...And you and I are Uncle and Aunt. - Enough! Stop it!
What relationship? The day she married that
...and eloped with that Christian boy
The very same day she had broken all the ties from this house.
Daddy, you tell everyone! Anyone who tries to be friendly...
...anyone who welcomes the son of that runaway girl...
...will have to leave this house.
He is not related to us.
Not even his shadow must fall upon this house.
Mother of Moses, what's this I see?
Granpa, Grandma is there.
Come. Here's grandma.
Rosie, I ask you. In this house who's the elder? Me or Moses?
You. - Then I decide...
...who is welcome and who isn't.
This is my decision. That boy won't step into my house.
If he does, I'll break his bones.
Grandma, whose photo is that?
"The feather in your turban..."
"is made resplendent by a gem..."
"The feather in your turban..."
"is made resplendent by a gem..."
"...reflecting the colours of joy"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"Thank your mother, this day has arrived."
"Destiny showed me the groom's turban."
"Bedecked in flowers...
"The wedding procession, fills the streets with fragrance."
"The fragrance has....."
"Like the fragrance has been swaying."
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"His sisters await their sister-in-law..."
"A sister-in-law who would be their friend."
"Their brother is lovable his wife must be lovable"
"And they will make a lovely couple"
"Like the Sun and the Moon..."
"Like the Sun weds the Moon"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
"Congratulations"
Thnakyou Raja brother.
So, boarding the wrong bus was a wonderful mistake!
Unbelievable!
You came among us a stranger, now you're part of the family.
Raja, won't you stay? Won't you cheer up the bride?
But an untrodden path beckons me. Farewell.
Raja, lucky, we got a lift. Else, we were stranded here for 3 days
Grandmother, Raja is here.
Grandfather
Greetings, Uncle.
Uncle... - Raja, it's curtains. No use calling for him.
Raja, both gates shut. Now what? - A third gate is still open
Which one? - Brains, you fool. The brains.
Brother, any houses on hire on this street?
Not here or in the entire village will you get a house on rent.
Why? - I told you. You woouldn't.
Don't know where these people come from!
Lucky, the rest are behaving like junior artist in a film.
That one looks like an important character.
Hi Mr Smokes! How are you? - Who are you?
You're Mr Smokes, aren't you? - Who says?
If you had a weapon in hand I would have called you Bheem.
If you had a tail then I would have called you Hanuman.
You have a smoke in your hand so I called you Mr. Smoke.
Sir, My name is Balli. - Any other name makes a difference?
I wanted to tell you. Let's go to the hotel. Remember?
We met at the Vaishno Devi shrine...
and we sang glories to the goddess.
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