Hostel Daze

Yes, straight. Drive straight ahead.

The third hostel on the right.

Yes, It's still ahead.

How much? Rupees 850?

I'll pay online.

Hey, this Nabomita is single, right?

You're late, Teja.

The princess found her frog prince last farewell.

Oh! Must be that Ankit.

But he must have gotten dumped too, right?

See, Mr. Bansal, men are like ants.

The moment they see sugar, they just want to...

Teja! What is this?

Fine. I know she's like your sister.

Just wait till I get a job.

Then I'll be the Gulab Jamun and all the girls will swoon over me.

I'll draw such an amazing CTC that will make all the girls go gaga.

I pray I get a PPO job offer at my current internship.

Bless me, O' Lord Venkateshwara! Govinda! Govinda!

Yes, praise be to the Lord.

You know, even my internship went quite well.

The HOD who signed my certificate

gave me a hint of a PPO job offer as well.

I wonder what will happen. Let's see. Fingers crossed.

Is this a threat, Mr. Bansal?

If yes, then it's on.

Hey, what is this queue for?

Final year?

Yes, final year, Computer Science, Academic award winner.

When did you win the Oscar?

Not Academy, Academic award.

Whatever. Get in that line for your room allotment.

Room allotment?

I've had the same room for three years, D-69 with Rupesh Bhati.

Where Jatin Kishor and Ankit Pandey dry their underwear shamelessly.

That reminds me. Give me a complaint form.

As per the student body and admin's decision, you'll get a single room.

Single room? Why?

For our privacy.

If you have privacy, you'll be able to study without any disturbance.

What you call disturbance is in fact, hostel life.

You're just our placement co-coordinator, not our mom.

Absolutely right, Jhantoo.

Who cares what kind of room we get?

We spend most of our time in each other's rooms anyway.

Be it Mirzapur or its hot scenes, we've seen it all together.

Please get serious, guys.

Except for you two and Ankit, everybody else has got their certificates.

Hey, hadn't I told you to make mine and send it to her?

It asks for the CAPTCHA code at the end which I'm not able to crack.

-Since one and a half months? -It's tough, dear.

Bro, are you a robot or what?

What the hell, guys? You guys are in the final year now.

Look, the deadline is close. Send me your certificates or you won't get JAF.

So what? We'll go and get him.

-Who's this snobbish guy anyway? -Which wing does he stay in?

Job Announcement Form, JAF.

Oh, man.

You know what, guys? I'm heading to some meetings.

If you see Ankit, tell him to call me.

Don't stress. Bye.

Bye, sister.

-She's in post break-up trauma. -Truly spoken.

She's right. Who's going to get you placements if not for Chirag?

Madam, this is our last year in the hostel. So just let us enjoy.

And anyway, back home, we don't get hired for jobs.

-Rather, we hire people for jobs. -I see.

Darling, you're forgetting that you're talking to G.S.H.A. from H-3.

When they see that written on my CV, the kind of package I'll draw,

even you'll end up proposing to me.

Where are you lost, my dear?

Don't get too serious. I was just joking.

You look a bit slim.

Yeah. It's my post-workout glow. I have a chiselled jawline too now.

-Hey, how are you? -I'm good.

Come, my sweetheart.

-How are you, bro? -All good.

-And you? That's great. -Superb.

-You're going to draw the highest package in H-3. -Come on, man.

Our boy will be on the front page of newspapers.

Bro, companies will chase after him.

I'm telling you. They'll even bid for your salary.

Guys, what's going on? Why are they giving separate rooms to us?

It's our last year. Let's all stay together.

Bro, even a bank FD matures in three years. What about you?

Why are you sulking so much? We're all in the same wing.

You better get used to living alone. You aren't luring girls anyway.

Right, Nabo?

But you should also ask Ankit once.

He has opened up his personal bar in one corner of the room.

How come? Wasn't he supposed to come back from home next week?

He never went home.

He stayed in the hostel and kept drowning in alcohol.

He became a forsaken lover himself and made me his sidekick.

Our poor boy is ruined in love.

Man. I guess his break up with Akanksha hit him very hard.

-Yes. -That's true.

Guys, relationships are tricky for sure.

-But they're sweet too. -And scary as well.

There's love ahead of fear.

-No. That's victory ahead of fear. -But love...

Why don't you two just kiss? Go on. What's going on here?

I was just telling her.

But this was bound to happen to Ankit.

There's something called a reality check.

Besides wooing a girl, what else has this guy succeeded at? Tell me.

Hey, guys. Excuse me.

What the fuck? This is so fucking wrong.

Ignore us. Shall I make a Patiala peg for you, Mr. Romeo?

Hey, Ankit.

Bro, are you alright?

Why?

What's with this haggard look? Is it the break up?

Come on, man. Akanksha and I mutually broke up.

My friend, only funds are mutual. It's the girl who always breaks up.

Akanksha has asked you to give her a call.

See that?

We're just friends, guys.

Both of us mutually decided to end our relationship.

But the whole world seems to be after us.

I am single. Akanksha is single. What's the problem then?

Really? Is Akanksha back to being single?

-Ankit. -You.

-Want to woo her now? -No. I was just...

-You're here to study, aren't you? -Yes.

-Then don't you want to study? -I do.

I'll go back to studying.

Bloody idiot.

-What are you doing, dude? -It's okay. Come. Sit.

Go to your class, dude. Sit.

Relax. That boy was harmless.

Yes. So, what was I saying?

This is life, guys. We're all good.

-Hey, Chirag. When did you come? -What?

-Now. Just now. -Now.

Did he lose weight? I didn't see him.

Great. That's great.

He grabbed my collar for such a petty reason.

-Why did you have to poke him? -It wasn't my mistake.

He has just gotten used to fucking with people.

Don't be a fucking moron. Just take it easy.

This poor guy is also a victim of the single couple's arrogance.

You know why the singles are such a snob? Because it's their final year.

Just wait for some days. Companies from all over will come

and buy this arrogance of theirs for scraps.

What is it that they get in the final year?

Yes. A reality check. That's what they get.

Actually, single rooms are given to singles so that they study well.

But they do everything else in there other than studying.

Let them enjoy.

Who knows it maybe for the last time.

Here it is.

Sorry. I got hungry while waiting.

See you at 12.

Oh.

You should have looked for me on your 12. I was right at the back.

Oh, 12 meaning behind? I thought 12 on the watch.

That was very well coded.

Thanks.

-So? -So.

Well, you know,

last year, at the farewell,

you... I mean, we kissed.

I was thinking that may be we should...

Kiss again twice everyday?

I mean to say, see,

it's the placement season. We'll have to study really hard.

And amidst all this stress and pressure, I'll need to relax too.

I mean, we'll need to.

So, you see, for health reasons,

twice a day, we can.

So, you want to get serious too, right?

-Of course! -Silence!

-Sorry. -Sorry.

Of course, I want to.

This year, I want to do all that Ankit and Akanksha have done.

Except for the break up.

-We'll go on dates. -To restaurants.

-We'll get a heart made on coffee. -A real heart diagram too.

We'll go on evening walks,

have ice cream.

-The saffron flavoured. -My favourite.

Now, it's our favourite.

But we'll also study.

And not just stay cooped up in the room all the time making out.

Of course, dear. It's our last year. We ought to study.

-For the placements. -And everybody's got a single room.

So, obviously, everybody's expected to only study.

One single room is available. Rupees 500 per hour!

With 4K, HD quality, 5D, 6D. No.

7D, and with Surround Sound quality.

You and the speakers will both go kaboom.

From Sexy Suzie to Hot Hanna, watch it all, guys.

Rupees 500 per hour on all weekdays, Monday to Friday.

Fixed-rate. No negotiation.

-Yes, bro. Tell me. -Sir, we have classes on weekdays.

Anything possible on weekends?

On the weekend, Mr. Jhantoo will use his single room for himself.

Do you understand, my boy?

Sir, can I get my girl here?