03x06 - Growing Pains

[bunniefuu]

[romantic music playing]

[Sid] I know I don't look
a day older than 35, but, well, I'm 40.

Almost can't believe it.

As a teenager, I used to think
"naughty at 40" is the only way to be.

But I guess it's time
to say goodbye to being naughty.

I'm a married man and soon to be father.

I'm managing my own college
and the students too.

A younger me would never believe it.

[romantic music continues]

[romantic music continues]

[music fades]

[theme music playing]

[girl] Database has been compiled, sir.
I just need to configure…

[Sid] But there's one disadvantage
of being a grown-up.

That you become an antihero
in these kids' lives.

So work on that, but good work.

Ahuja, project status?

What is that? Yes? No?
Maybe? Not interested?

Doesn't really matter, sir.
It's not like I'm going to Technovate.

"Doesn't really matter," meaning?

You may not be going there
but your work is.

Do you know how hard I had to fight

so kids like you can show
your brilliance to the world?

And you're letting go
of such an opportunity.

-[sternly] Ahuja! This is not gonna fly.
-[dramatic music playing]

Get your act together,

and make sure
you finish this g*dd*mn project

before I leave for Mumbai.

Understood?

[dramatic music continues]

Yes, sir.

[Sid] The other disadvantage
of being a grown-up is that

there's minimal scope of making mistakes.

You have to just get it right.

[protesters chanting] No more silence!
We want justice!

No more silence! We want justice!

No more silence! We want justice!

No more silence! We want justice!

No more silence! We want justice!

Bro! The girl that everyone's
fighting for, where is she?

[man] That's an excellent point.
Why isn't the girl here?

-Is she falsely accusing him?
-Why hasn't she come forward?

One minute. Why should she come forward?

I mean, all society has done
is cast aspersions on her character.

The real question should be,
where is that predator professor?

As progressive cishet males
in a patriarchal society,

it is our duty to come forward
and be the voice for oppressed sisters--

Bro, just call it like it is.
"The girl was sweet, professor's a creep."

Bro, that's a great line.

The girl was sweet, professor is a creep!

[protesters] The girl was sweet,
professor is a creep!

The girl was sweet, professor is a creep!

The girl was sweet, professor is a creep!

Guys, guys, guys! Listen up. Listen up.

Until this "MeToo" Goswami doesn't resign,
we won't move an inch.

-We all will sit here in protest!
-[tense music playing]

-No more silence!
-[protesters] We want justice!

-No more silence, we want justice!
-[tense music playing]

No more silence, we want justice!

No more silence, we want justice!

-No more silence, we want justice!
-[Vinny] Anmol!

-No more silence, we want justice!
-[Vinny] Anmol! Anmol!

[protesters] No more silence,
we want justice!

No more silence, we want justice!

No more silence, we want justice!

Listen, Celina…

We're both the same.

Xerox copy.

And I know…
I know I'm acting like a f*cking simp.

It's getting a bit extra.

But please don't let
this affect our friendship.

You're not only my friend…

you're my only friend.

[pensive music playing]

We're allies.

[chuckles] sh*t!

[Sid] Growing up is not optional.

We all have to change.

[cell phone ringing]

-Hello? Namaste, Aunty.
-[man] Rishi!

[Simple] Namaste, Rishi.

Sorry, I keep calling you
and disturbing you again and again.

-I'm so sorry.
-No, no, Aunty. Please don't say that.

I'm free. Tell me.

No, Dimple hasn't been answering my calls
or replying to my messages.

You know, she's completely disappeared
after returning to Hyderabad.

Yes, Aunty. Actually, you know how focused
and engrossed she is with her work, right?

-And there's a lot of work also right now.
-[chuckles] Yes.

She's always been very focused.

Her father used to just hide her specs
whenever he wanted her to take a break.

[chuckles] He knew her so well.

What his daughter needed,

when she needed it,

when she needed some explanation
or some love, everything.

[voice shakes] I just can't do it.

[sobs]

[melancholic music playing]

Dimple must be thinking
her mother only calls

to give her some or the other
bad piece of news.

Rishi, you may not be aware,

Dimple's father hadn't yet paid the fees

for the technology festival
before he passed away.

And the life insurance company
is also taking time for the final payout.

Don't worry about the fees and all, Aunty.
We'll manage that.

No, no! Rishi,
I haven't called to ask for any help.

I'm just worried all the time.

[melancholic music playing]

You know what?

When my daughter fights
and argues with me,

I at least know she's all right.

But when she goes silent, then…

[melancholic music playing]

Aunty, you please don't worry about her.

-She keeps fighting with me instead.
-[chuckles]

You please don't worry about it.
She's absolutely fine. I promise. Really.

You take care of yourself.

-[pensive music playing]
-[disconnects]

Can someone please fix
the horse's head, man?

[students chatting indistinctly]

[sighs] Okay.

I need a stand-in. Where's Sai?

In Nandini Nahata's cage.
Some stress at work, it seems.

Okay. Where's Aalif?

Aalif hasn't come since Monday.

[tense music playing]

Where are we going?

[birds chirping]

I just thought we should go out for a bit.

You know, we spend
so much time at the campus.

[seagulls cawing]

A buffoon of a boyfriend
is taking his brilliant girlfriend

to meet Gautam Buddha,
the enlightened one.

[tender music playing]

Wow, I made my sugarplum smile!
Yay! [chuckles]

I heard Sid sir is planning to pitch
your chatbot at Technovate.

It's not fair.

When Dadu passed away,

Papa was 45 years old.

He knew how to handle it.

Why do I have to deal with this so soon?

[melancholic music playing]

Dimple, I know that…

You don't.

I never got to know
or understand my papa really well.

I wanted to ask him so many things.

I wanted to ask him
what did Dadi call him fondly as a child,

what was his first salary,

or which hill stations did he visit
growing up, and which ones did he miss.

[sniffles]

So that I could take him there in my car.

I always felt like
there's a lot of time left.

Even when I went home this time…

right from the entrance,

I could see Papa's things everywhere.

Papa's specs,

his pen,

a half-solved Sudoku…

Papa was present
in every single corner, but…

he was still not there anywhere.

-[melancholic music playing]
-[sniffles]

And then,

make a hundred calls,
so much paperwork, handle Mummy…

Two weeks went by in just the logistics.

It felt like…

[sighs deeply]

…I couldn't even bid
a final goodbye to my papa.

And now, when…

Now, when I laughed
at that stupid joke of yours,

I hated myself.

Does that mean
I'm ready to move on and forget my father?

No, of course not.

You can never forget your papa, Dimple.

Maybe at some point in time,
you will get used to his absence,

without feeling guilty about it.

[melancholic music continues]

But this grief…

It's nothing but your love for him.

[Sid] In school, we are all taught
that every problem has a solution.

"Just think a little,
and you'll definitely find one."

But growing up teaches you
that some problems do not have a solution.

You have to carry them with you

forever.

Harsh called the other day

when he got to know about Papa.

I thought I should let you know.

[chuckles softly]

Did you feel better after speaking to him?

So that's it then.

Come.

[tender music playing]

[Dimple sobs]

[doorbell rings]

-Hurry up.
-No!

Zeenat, relax.

What are you doing?

-She's waiting at the door.
-[doorbell rings]

Chill, Zeenat. It'll all go smoothly.

Good evening.

What happened?
Took you rather long to answer the door.

[quirky music playing]

[chuckles nervously]

If she's a little baby, we'll convert
this study into a cute little nursery.

[woman] Hmm.

And if she's a little older,
then this room can become her play area.

-Just move.
-[camera shutter clicks]

Is this child going to be a high jumper?

[woman] What is this?

Oh, the helmets and all?
We'll get rid of all that, yeah.

And make a cupboard
for the little one's clothes and toys.

-Hmm. Not bad.
-[Zeenat clears throat]

-So you are fond of riding bikes?
-Yes.

So, uh… we're gonna sell
the bike and buy a car.

And we'll also install
a baby seat in the car.

But we… we can have the bike
and the car, right, Zeenat?

[quirky music plays]

Uh, you know, she loves biking.

You ride bikes?

-Uh--
-Oh, she's really good.

In fact,
she'll teach the kid as well. Huh?

[splutters] After 18, obviously.

Obviously! We'll definitely
not do anything ill*gal with our child.

[quirky music playing]

-No, I… I didn't mean that.
-[Zeenat] Uh…

[Zeenat sighs]

Sorry, ya.

That inspector was such a tyrant, man.
I think I got a little nervous.

Well,

you finally met someone who

managed to make you nervous.

[both chuckle softly]

By the way, Zeenat,

we still have time.

She was saying that it takes
up to two years to find a child.

[Zeenat] Hmm.

So can this baby fever
take a break for some time?

[chuckles]

I can understand.

All this is getting
a little TM for you, right?

It's not like that, I mean.

So then, tell me what it's like.

I just feel that…

I won't be a good father.

[pensive music playing]

[scoffs softly]

Siddharth, now,
it is impossible for me to believe that.

I mean,

just look at all of your students.

You take such good care of them.

But I've been failing at it.

I look at Dimple these days.

She's going through so much.
She's really struggling.

You know,
I lost my cool with her yesterday.

Zeenat…

what if I don't have that dad instinct?

If you did not have that instinct,

you wouldn't have been thinking about it
till now, Siddharth.

You want to be a better man.

And for now,

it's all that matters.

[soft, tender music playing]

[Sid] Being a better version of yourself
is a bare minimum.

But perfection…
That's the job requirement of… fatherhood.

This Sid sir, I tell you!

He's absolutely right.

I'm just sitting in class like a zombie.

Everyone's moving on in life,
and I'm just there.

[melancholic music playing]

[Rith] Not to compare myself with you, but

I too want to be normal.

Just a normal boy.

Maybe I can't.

How does one switch off
these feelings, ya?

Maybe not switch off, but we could escape?

You know?

Tech… It's my escape.

Don't let go of tech, Dimple.

That's the only place
where you won't feel lonely.

I know I don't.

[woman] Hello, Daksh?

-Beta, how are you?
-[melancholic music playing]

I hope you're eating on time
and sleeping on time.

I'm sure, you must be thinking
that Mama's so annoying.

But then what can I do?

You live so far away from us.

I'll obviously be worried for you.

Listen…

-I love the new DP on your phone.
-[inspirational music playing]

Come on, tell me
which friend of yours clicked it?

Why are you blaming him?
You're both wasting time.

You're not bothered about the app.
Just doing cartwheels.

[Dimple] Sir! Sir!

I have a new app idea.

Give me a bit.
I'll show you the beta version soon.

Sure.

And Ahuja.

Sorry about last time.

-I shouldn't have yelled.
-It's fine, sir.

At times, to start the car,
you need to give it a little push.

[inspirational music playing]

Please don't cry, Khair.

I always want to be the man
who made you smile.

My love is not a fleeting emotion.

It began with hope,

and it won't end, even after I'm gone.

[music intensifies]

[woman] Whoo! [clapping]

Anuradha, this looks lovely.

Also, chemistry's great.
Rishi, should I be worried?

What is this, ya, Dimple?
Come for rehearsal at least!

Sorry, I actually came to tell you
that I'm going to back out.

Wait! What?

Look, I'm anyway not some amazing actress.
So just cast some good actor.

Anuradha.

-[Anuradha] No!
-[Dimple] Sorry!

Actually, I'm very busy with something.

-Hi!
-[Dimple] Hello.

Busy with what?

[squeals softly] My new app.

It's great. You'll love it. But I'll
tell you about it when it's ready.

-I can't wait.
-[Dimple] Me neither.

-Welcome back.
-[Dimple] Thank you.

-I've missed you.
-I know. I've missed you.

But, uh, this, uh…
Isn't this looking a little too good?

-[chuckles]
-[chuckles]

[inspirational music playing]

[music continues]

[Kailash] Yes, yes, sir, I'm coming.
Just two minutes!

I'm just walking to the gate.

[Rith's sinister theme music playing]

[door closes]

[app dings]

[upbeat, loud music playing]

[spectators applauding loudly]

[man announcing indistinctly]

[spectators cheering loudly]

[song, music intensifies]

[music fades]

[players talking indistinctly]

[Celina] You're glowing, and how?

-[Rith] Football makes me happy.
-[Celina] Hmm.

Celina will make you happier.

-Check this out.
-What's this?

Name and sex change documents.

RIP, Rithika. Hello, Rith!

Is there something
more important happening?

I'm looking for a thief, na,
who can rob a bank for me.

Name and sex change can be done,

but I want to apply for it only after
I'm totally ready for the surgery.

And that requires a lot of money.

Yeah, well…

But, hey, thanks for the help.

And all of this is very complicated.

More important than money,
I have to find a good doctor.

And it has to be a doctor who I can trust.

[Celina] Hmm.

Shaz, you send the press release,
and you're on tweets.

All right, um…

I've spoken to Nisha about it.

She needed some convincing. Uh…

-But she'll be there.
-Perfect.

V, clearly this girl
is not enjoying the attention.

She's quite hassled about all of this.

I think if the victim
is saying it herself, we should consider--

Firstly, she's a survivor, not a victim.

Yeah, yeah, bro, Wokemon.

I called the survivor a victim by mistake.

I get it. I get it. It's okay.
But my intention was right, no?

Oh, sorry.

So then it's all good, right?

[scoffs] Look, bro.

We're all here to support Nisha.

But for you, all this is a joke, right?

What is that? "The girl is sweet,
the professor is a creep."

Do you really think that we all are here
just to fool or faff around?

Look… buddy.

When you speak in this top-level English
with its short forms,

and say "cis" and "het,"

it really makes no sense
to the guy. Get it?

But that's exactly
what they need to learn, right?

Listen, bro, we all know
your history very well.

So I shouldn't really be surprised.

Once a troll, always a troll.

[dramatic music playing]

[whispers] Please.

Okay.

Anmol, listen…

I'm sorry, guys.
One second. I'll just be back.

Anmol.

-[electric wheelchair whirring]
-[clicks tongue] Anmol!

This might be random woke sh*t for you,

but all of us are really trying
to bring about a change.

Right.

You're sitting in a fancy restaurant
doing social service.

The girl who's going through all this

doesn't have the system
or you on her side.

If you don't want to support us,
then don't.

But don't mock the ones
who really wanna do something.

Everyone's been taunting me

about how my boyfriend
just walked away from the protest.

It was so rude. All you had to do was sit.

That's exactly what I can't do, genius!

[loudly] And who on earth asked you
to sit on the ground, man?

And who's this "everyone"
you're talking about?

That idiot Maddy?

That good-for-nothing,
dumb-f*ck, bloody as*h*le!

Jerking off to other people's misery!

-He's calling me a troll?
-[dramatic music playing]

If I start trolling him,
he'll be sh1tting bricks,

I promise you that.

And you!

You can protest for everyone else.

You can't even stand up for me once?

And these… these "slacktivists"
are more important, right?

Why the f*ck did you have to tell him
about my trolling?

Anmol, your history
is a Google search away.

I didn't have to say anything to anyone.

And where's the lie in all this?
Weren't you a troll?

-Didn't you verbally abuse girls then?
-I used to.

[music fades]

And I'll always be ashamed of that.

You don't think I've grown?

Have you?

I really want to believe you.
But the way you behaved today, I… I…

-I don't know.
-You don't know?

So if you don't know,
then why are you with me?

Then just leave me.

Why are you with me?

A… a disabled boyfriend
gives you some woke currency, isn't it?

So you know what?

To hell with you!

And to hell
with this f*cking relationship!

["Do Din Ke Baad" playing]

[music, song fades]

[Anuradha] I don't care about this.
She doesn't know how to learn her lines.

-Okay, I'll catch up with you later.
-Okay.

Avoiding me?

I'm eating a burger.

What the hell is happening, Aalif?

How can you just disappear
in the middle of all the production work?

Friends don't do that.

Hmm. I just can't do it.

"Can't do it," meaning?

I had some other important work.
And my studies were also getting affected.

So I just don't have the time
for all this.

Okay.

Now, if you make such a face,
my entire act will be ruined.

[pensive music playing]

Anuradha, please understand.
It's hard for me

to be around you 24/7, every day.

Being so close to you, yet so far away.

I may speak,
but I'm still at a loss of words.

[Anuradha] Uh…

I am your friend, I know.

But what do I do
if I want to be more than just a friend?

[melancholic music playing]

I like you, Anuradha.

But "like" is too small a word.

Aalif,

I know… but…

[in Hindi] ♪ My heart is breaking ♪

♪ My heart is breaking… ♪

Uh…

[in English] I just… uh…

[sighs]

[clicks tongue] sh*t!

[students chatting indistinctly]

[Krish] Aloo!

What is this?

I told you, you have to follow your diet.
Don't you want to impress the girl?

Why just give me false hope?

I was better off being friend zoned.

Your amazing superhit tricks
don't work on people like me.

I'm Aloo, a potato.

You do it.

But you don't need to do anything.

You can impress any girl easily.

[melancholic music playing]

I don't want any diet.

Listen, Aalif…

Hey, ally!

Time to prove your allyship.

[Celina snaps finger]

-Hello?
-What?

I actually needed your help
for Rith's transition surgery.

Your mom and dad
must have some doctor contacts

who can give a special discount
for the surgery and are trustworthy.

-Done!
-Yeah?

Yeah. And you don't stress
about all of that.

-Okay!
-I'll butter up my parents.

Forget a discount. They'll do it for free.

-[gushes] Okay.
-Just tell me when you want to do it.

-Okay, okay. Thank you! Thank you so much.
-You don't have to thank me.

-Thank you.
-Yeah.

[Celina] See?

I told you! I told you I knew a guy!

I love you.

Wait, wait, one minute.

You mean, like a friend, right?

-[low, dramatic music playing]
-Uh, I--

No, no, I mean,
you just said you love her.

So, I'm assuming you mean
you love her like a friend. Right?

-[music intensifies]
-Uh, Krish, I…

-I…
-Celina?

-What, Krish?
-What "what Krish"?

Because I like you, you thought,
"Let's use this as*h*le"?

That's not fair, Krish!

You said it yourself.

-I'm your only friend.
-Yes! And I meant that!

You played me.

No, let's be honest, Celina.
That's what you've done.

And why am I surprised?
No! Why am I surprised, Celina?

-You even betrayed your best friend, man!
-Don't go there.

Why give a f*ck about a f*ck buddy?

-Listen carefully--
-You're crossing the line.

You stand right there!
I don't raise my hands on women.

-No!
-[Krish] What?

-Watch your tone!
-I'm being honest.

You don't have the right
to talk to him like that.

-I really do---
-Who do you think you are?

I know who I am! Do you?

[dramatic music plays]

-[Krish] Do you?
-[Celina] Enough.

Hell! She doesn't even know
where she belongs.

No matter what you do,
you'll never be a man.

-I'm really not. You've pushed it!
-You've really pushed it!

-No! you're deluded!
-[Krish] You've been pushing…

What makes you think?

-Deluded!
-Who the f*ck is she!

-[dramatic music playing]
-[Krish, Celina arguing indistinctly]

-[engine roaring]
-[rumbling roar]

[both laughing]

-[screams] Wow! Whoa!
-[engine roaring]

[screaming shrilly]

[engine stops]

[exhales deeply]

Oh my God. [exhales]

This, Rishi, is going to be
the prime attraction of Betterverse.

Thanks, ma'am.

Uh, adventure rides,
fun interactive games,

concert simulation. It's got everything.

When everyone experiences
Carnival World at Technovate,

they won't know what hit them!

[upbeat music playing]

Good job, guys!

-[Sai] Amazing!
-That went well.

[video call ringing]

-Hey.
-Hey!

How are you?

You… you look… good.

-Not flirting or anything. Just saying.
-Wanna see something cool?

That depends. Does it involve
a certain vintage iPod someone gave you?

Way cooler than that.

It's a surprise for everyone else,
but I could use some feedback.

-Okay.
-[Dimple] Okay!

Ready to get your mind blown?

Want to meet Papa?

[pensive music playing]

You remember our app, right? Remembro?

Well, this is Remembro 2.0.

So basically,

when you lose someone you love,
this app helps you talk to them.

And guess what?
They can talk back. Like, they can reply.

And I've programmed it
completely with, like, uh, Papa's voice.

So obviously,
I'm going to call this chatbot "Dadbot."

And I've added Papa's voice notes in this,

his messages, texts, videos,
every single thing that I had on me.

And

listen to this.

-[pensive music playing]
-[app beeps]

-Hi, Papa. How are you?
-[app dings]

[Dheeraj] Hello, beta.
Papa is absolutely fine.

-How are your studies going?
-Right?

Isn't it amazing?

Obviously, right now,

we just have voice calls.

-But I'm gonna put video calls also.
-Dimple, are you sure this is healthy?

-Papa, I miss you!
-[app dings]

[Dheeraj] Oh, I'm right here.

Want to listen to your favorite song?

-[Dheeraj's voice distorts]
-[chuckles]

Clearly a work in progress.
But say. What do you think?

I think it's quite cool.

I still haven't shown it to Sid sir.
Uh, some work needs to be done.

But I think in a week,
I should have a better model to show sir.

[dramatic music playing]

[cell phone ringing]

-Hello?
-Hey, man. It's me, Harsh.

Hi, Harsh.

-How are you?
-Good.

Uh, I'm good. How… how are you?

Not too bad.

Right.

-Um…
-Harsh, I actually wanted to thank you.

Thank you for checking up on Dimple.

In fact, I was thinking of messaging you
and updating you

that she's, uh… she's better.
She's a lot better, actually.

Uh, right!

Um, about that,

while it might seem
like Dimple's doing better,

but between you and me,

she really isn't.

-[tense music playing]
-You should know that.

What are you… You can't quit, Rishi!

Everyone's quitting,
and the play is just two weeks away!

[softly] I know.

I'm sorry, Anuradha, but I'll have to.

Had I not been so distracted
with this play and rehearsals,

and then with Betterverse,

I would've known
that something's not right with Dimple.

[breath shaking]

[voice trembling] I was so confident
that I know my Dimple.

But today someone else told me
what she's going through.

[pensive music playing]

[keyboard keys clacking]

[app dings]

[Dheeraj] So Sid sir!
Tell me, how is my daughter doing?

You can let me know
if you have any complaints.

-Papa, Sid sir has no complaints at all.
-[app dings]

[pensive music playing]

-[Sid] Hmm.
-Cool, no?

Is the idea cool?

Very.

Is it good for you?

I don't think so.

Ahuja, sit.

Today I'm going to share something
really personal with you.

I was also very young
when I lost my father.

In fact, I have now lived
a year longer than him.

It's rather weird, man…

to be older than your own parent.

You know, my dad had a… pair of slippers.

They were worn out,
but he used to wear them all the time.

They were comfortable.

The slippers had
imprints of his feet as well.

[melancholic music playing]

[voice shaking] When he passed away…

I couldn't get rid of the slippers.

Because I thought he's gonna come back,

and he may need
his favorite, comfortable slippers, no?

[pensive music playing]

I held on to them for a very long time.

I really believed

that he was gonna come back.

Sir, but why are you telling me all this?

[Sid sighs]

Ahuja, you're not waiting
for your dad to come back.

You've brought him back.

And I'm just worried that you may
start thinking that he's back for real.

Your dad's not coming back.

You have to accept it and move on.

But I am moving on, sir!

I've been trying for so many months.

Nothing was working. I was exhausted.

Everyone wants to help me get better,
but no one knows how. But this helps!

This makes me a little less sad.

So instead of this lecture,
why can't you just be happy for me?

[Sid] There's another disadvantage
to growing up.

Death.

How can one promise a child

that I'll always be there
to take good care of you?

What if I can't protect her
from this pain?

I called Aunty here.

I was worried, Dimple.

Can everybody just stop worrying?
I don't need anyone, okay?

But I need you, Dimple.

Come.

You know, I still end up making
one extra cup of tea every day.

I still don't know
how to cook food for just one person.

If I spot a c*ck in the bathroom,
I still call out to her papa for help.

But now I don't get
any reply from him, beta.

[melancholic music playing]

No computer can fill the vacuum
that your papa has left.

Now we have to be there for each other.

We have to be each other's support system.

Rishi.

Yeah, Aunty? [clears throat]

You two really love each other, don't you?

[pensive music playing]

Then please get married.

[dramatic music playing]

-[Rishi] Aunty, what are you--
-[Simple] Rishi…

I know it well
that you really love my daughter.

And that you take good care of her,
understand her.

Rishi, you're a lovely boy.

But after Dimple's dad's passing away,
I just keep thinking,

"What if something happens to me now?"

Mummy!

I'll just be at peace.

[Rishi] Aunty, I can understand.

But marriage is not the solution to this.

And as far as taking care of Dimple
is concerned, I'll always be there.

-I'm not going anywhere.
-[Simple] I know!

Maybe you two
are still not ready to get married.

Maybe I'm asking for a little too much.

But life is very unpredictable.

Aunty, why are you saying that?

Rishi, even you know it well

that in life, a new chapter can begin
only and only when you end an old one.

[melancholic music playing]

[Simple] Get married
whenever you are ready.

Just get engaged now.

We need this support, Rishi.

[Sid] I always thought
that I had everything under control.

That there's still time
before being a grown-up.

What's your name? Sakshi? Or Rashi?

[Sid] But now I realize maybe I was wrong.

I'm supposed to grow up right away.

[beeps]

["Calamity" playing]

[machine beeps]

♪ Maybe I'm not what you wanted ♪

♪ And it's just too late to try ♪

-[beeps]
-♪ To listen to all these stresses ♪

♪ I could leave it
I could leave it all behind… ♪

[Sid] But am I even ready for it?

Siddharth!

I just got a call from the agency.
They are saying just two months.

[Sid] Or am I forcing myself
to get ready for everything?

In just two months,
we're gonna become parents, Siddharth!

[sobs]

[Sid] Am I doing all this for myself,
or for and because of others?

I don't have all the answers yet.

♪ Can you hear me ♪

♪ Or are you miles away… ♪

[Sid] But I've finally understood
one important thing.

That I need some more time.

But I guess I'm out of time.

I have come too far.

-And it's too late now.
-♪ Could you save us from a calamity? ♪

["Calamity" continues playing]

♪ I called out, it's just an echo ♪

♪ You put up too many walls ♪

♪ And I don't know
What we're fighting for ♪

♪ But I can't see me
In your eyes anymore ♪

♪ Maybe now
We're getting used to darkness ♪

♪ We look so much better in the light ♪

♪ Can you hear me? ♪

♪ Or are you miles away? ♪

♪ Can you see me ♪

♪ When you're near me? ♪

♪ Can you hear me? ♪

♪ Or are we just castaway? ♪

♪ Can you heal me? Can you feel me? ♪

♪ Could you save us from a calamity? ♪

[song fades]

[gentle music playing]

[music intensifies]

[typewriter dings]

[music fades]