Love Aaj Kal Porshu (লাভ আজ কাল পরশু)

Hello.

Good morning.

Morning.

This is Sam.

Couldn't reach your mobile phone.

Sam?

Sam! Sam...

What's the scene?

What time is the sound check?

The scene is not too good.

Some strike is happening.

So, nothing is running on the road.

Then, why ask us to perform today?

They actually called the strike last night.

What about our advance?

We're not going to return that.

As per our terms and conditions.

But how can we take money and not sing?

Try to figure something out.

Even then, you'll be performing in an empty hall.

That won't be good for you.

Then?

Let's see if we can do it tomorrow or day after.

Do you want me to rot in this hotel room today?

Why aren't you here?

I've come to meet my aunt.

I told you yesterday.

You don't remember anything when you're drunk.

Probably had a bit too much last night.

Can't even lift my head.

Well, go to the coffee shop and just chill.

Enjoy the resort life.

I'm trying to come.

Okay.

'Adios amigo'.

Can you believe it?

We'll build homes on the Moon...

But striking out strikes in this city is impossible.

They don't realise the kind of business we lose.

It's just a holiday for them.

One step on the streets and the rioteers show up.

You can't work here.

And a good day to you too.

Yes, sir?

What the 'onion' is this?

Sorry, sir?

Onion rings? Don't you know what they are?

Sir, we don't serve onion rings for breakfast.

Call your manager.

Sir?

Doesn't your hotel have a manager?

Yes, sir.

- Then please call the manager. - Okay, sir.

Hi!

Can I take a selfie with you?

Only if I click it.

Sure.

Thank you.

With autographs, you get to know the name of your fan.

Oh, my name's Latika.

With 'Lobongo' (clove) or without?

I'm a huge fan of yours.

No, you're not that huge.

Don't you have a show here tonight?

- I had. - You had?

But this bloody strike...

Oh!

We are from Bhopal.

We love you back there.

Except your father who wants you back now.

Fa-- Ganesh?

He's my husband. He doesn't mind.

- Oh! - Yes!

- Okay, bye, Roop. - See you around, Lobongo.

Thank you.

Hello, sir.

Were you looking for me?

Actually, I was looking for some food.

To break my fast.

Sir, we have all these breakfast options.

- Didn't you tell him? - Yes, I mean--

Bread, eggs, cornflakes, rice dumplings, pancakes...

Do you expect me to eat all this rubbish in Kolkata?

Sir?

You must have heard that rhyme, as a Bengali.

"Some fluffy fried bread, some porridge, some spicy potato curry...

Icing on the cake will be some dessert in a hurry."

I'm so sorry, sir.

I'll get you some fried bread and curry right away.

Not curry. Spicy potato curry.

And you can skip the dessert.

Sure.

And excuse me, Manager Madam.

There's no Wi-Fi, no network. What's the cause?

Sir, our resort is fully network free. Tech detox.

Remember, we told you during check in?

Tech detox... Take that.

- Get him some fried bread and spicy potato curry. - Yes, ma'am.

Sorry.

I just had to come sit here.

Actually, it was getting very cold there. And I realised it's so much hotter at this table.

I hope you don't mind.

If I mind now, will you go back?

You, probably, haven't recognised me.

Take off your glasses.

No.

Really?

Wow! I like it!

I couldn't recognise you and you like that?

Of course.

There are very few people who don't know Roop Ray.

You're truly one of a kind.

Your humility knows no bounds.

Roop Ray.

Do you run a beauty parlour?

Your sense of humour is...

It's really turning me on.

Are you always spouting nonsense?

Or is it the end-of-season sale today?

Do you know how much women love this nonsense?

I'm sure.

But you won't find one of them at this table.

Who will I find at this table?

How shameless!

Are you a minister or an actor?

Singer.

All the same to me.

Cinema, music... I don't care for them.

Why?

Are you a nun?

You live in India and yet you don't enjoy music or movies.

Next you'll say you don't watch cricket either.

You're right. I don't get to watch it very often.

I spend more time playing it.

I play for India.

Which country do you sing for?

That was a little below the belt.

Isn't masculinity concentrated below the belt?

Why?

Is your prowess restricted only above the collar?

You can't gauge that sitting on the platform.

For that you must board the train...

Ride all the way...

Only after that you will know.

After that...

Nice to see, good to hold.

If broken, considered sold... Won't be like that, right?

- Sir, your food. - Thank you.

- Anything for you, ma'am? - No, I'm good with my matcha tea.

Okay, ma'am.

I hope it's okay now.

Sir, if you're having dinner with us...

we can arrange for a special Bengali spread in our specialty restaurant, Bhojbari.

Thank you.

That depends on madam.

She just asked me out for dinner tonight.

Did I?

Didn't you?

- I hear there's a strike outside. - Yes.

Then how can there be an "out"?

Let it be here.

Let's do it.

Let's do it.

I'll keep a table for you two.

- Eight o'clock? - Eight o'clock.

Thank you. Have a lovely day.

Eight o'clock!

How will we pass the time in between?

I've heard playing cricket is more fun on strikes.

Bad idea.

Your male ego will be hurt.

What about the train ride you were talking about?

What if I take up that offer?

I hope Roop Ray is carrying rubber.

I hope so too.

What?

Oh gosh!

Yes!

"Kama Sutra"?

I hope you know the positions.

Oh man!

That was good.

Do I have to call you a "man" now?

Sorry, I can't call you Roop Ray.

F--k!

I never asked what your name is.

You were too busy sizing me up.

Instead I was cut to size.

Actually, you know what?

In a fake world with fake people around pretending to be fake all the time...

I've become so fake...

Meeting a real person like you has rebooted me.

You call that just a meeting?

- Abhiroop. - Tripti.

Tripti...

Now you can sing something for me.

But not something by Roop Ray.

Does Abhiroop sing anymore?

Hear me out...

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