Amul!
Oh, where is my s…
Hello! Is someone there?
Oh my God, did someone kidnap my son?
Oh, man!
Hey, GG!
GG, Amul is still in there!
-Where?
-There is a tall, muscular guy inside.
He's holding him.
Hey…
Amul!
My son!
Are you crazy? Who are you?
Oh. There you go.
-How can you just pick up someone's child?
-I must say, you're quite careless, sir.
You left this little baby alone.
Who do you think you are?
You mountain of a man?
Just mountain. In Hindi, Parbat.
I'm Parbat Singh.
Sharanya Madam has sent me here for you.
Why?
I don't want to ransack anyone's house
or get anyone beaten up.
Not to ransack, but to raise.
That's what I do.
She told me that you needed someone
to look after the kid, that is why.
-Sharanya?
-Yeah.
Just wait a minute.
Yeah GG, tell me.
Sharanya, listen, did you ask
this bouncer-type guy in touch with me?
Parbat Singh.
You need a nanny for Amul, right?
Yeah, okay, okay. So this uncle…
he runs a nanny agency?
Uncle himself is the nanny.
Actually, he's a "Manny".
"Manny"?
Male nanny. As in, "Manny".
Hey, listen. I agree that I'm desperate.
But I'm not desperate enough
to take this uncle over an aunty.
That uncle is a legend. Legend.
He has 30 years of experience
and raised 99 children.
From Peru's High Commissioner
to Patna's Commissioner,
he's raised all their kids.
Okay, but what difference
does that make to me?
You're saying that a man
is going to raise my child!
That's exactly
what Mrs. Nehra thinks about you.
Hey, but… I'm already a man, right?
I need a woman right now!
Please continue.
Man or woman, they just need to know
the job. That's all that matters.
And this uncle is a pro.
Try him, won't you?
Is he an ice cream flavour
that you are asking me to try?
This is my baby, Sharanya.
It's about him and his safety.
I guarantee you. You don't like him,
I'll return your money!
-Ma'am?
-The rest is your choice.
It's my feeding time. I have to go. Bye.
So, Mr. Paramount, let's try something.
Not Paramount, Parbat.
Yes, Mr. Parbat.
I have a suggestion.
Let's do a 7-day trial period, okay?
If we both get along then very good.
If not, then bye-bye.
-Can't do seven, sir. Six.
-Why so?
Uh, Sundays, I don't work, actually.
Okay.
How do you take your payments?
Cash, cheque, or bitcoin?
Single papa pa pa pa pa pa
So this is our home.
This is the living area.
At the back, is my room.
This is the baby's room.
This side is the dining area.
At the back,
there's a little garden as well.
This is the kitchen.
Are you non-vegetarian or vegetarian?
Hey!
Where did you go? Parbat?
Huh…?
What? What are you doing?!
-Have you got bananas?
-What?
Who's gone bananas?
Bananas, sir.
The eating kind. Bananas.
Yeah. Why?
Here it is.
My friend, if you are hungry,
there is lunch cooked and ready.
Why are you eating this… hey!
What are you doing?
This is my son, man.
He's not a fruit salad!
Your baby has been bitten by a mosquito.
That is why he's being irritable.
If you put the juice from the banana peel,
it will fix everything. See.
These home remedies and everything…
Please don't just randomly test
these things on my son, okay.
One second, wait. Don't do anything.
Let me look this up first.
How is it that I have never heard
that bananas pacify fussy babies?
-Yeah, okay. This one is fine.
-Hmm.
But before you try
any of this country quackery again,
make sure you ask me first, okay?
Don't just go ahead.
Don't think I am clueless about
what goes on in my own home, okay?
I've got cameras in every room.
The whole house is under surveillance.
You're on my radar 24/7. I'm watching you.
I see everything that goes on. Got it?
Tell him, kiddo.
Hey, Mr. Himalaya.
Not Himayala. Parbat.
Parbat Singh.
Right, Mr. Parbat. Did cutie do potty yet?
-I mean, did he download anything?
-A lot!
You don't worry!
Say, Amul? Done with today's download?
Papa'll come soon, okay?
Love you!
Look who's getting their first massage!
Hi, Amul!
Enjoying the massage so much, Amul?
Aye, take it easy, Muscleman.
Don't make meatloaf out of my munchkin.
"Hey Bill, take a chill pill!"
Oh, wow!
-I didn't know you were so cool, man.
-Yeah.
Where did you pick this up?
Actually I have worked
in Dubai for some time.
-So learnt it there.
-Oh, yeah!
You should also try.
What, get a Dubai job?
Massaging the baby, sir.
-Oh! Sure, come on.
-This way, this way.
Papa will massage Amul now.
"Listen, make a PowerPoint presentation."
Like I know how to use PowerPoint.
-So what?
-So I had to learn it from them.
-He is singing in Punjabi?
-No idea.
-Hey, Mr. Parbat?
-Yes?
You said you were from Bihar, right?
-Yes.
-Then how are you singing in Punjabi?
Oh, actually, sir, I have… worked
for the singer Gurdaas Maan for 6 months.
So learnt it there.
-Yeah?
-Yes.
-Wow!
-Gurdas Maan?
Amazing man! Which other languages
can you sing in?
-Bengali?
-No way!
And French.
-French?
-Yes!
I worked in Puducherry
at the Lt. Governor's house for some time,
so learnt it there.
That's enough, my friend.
How many channels do you have in you?
You are like
a walking-talking radio station.
I'm actually "try-lingual", sir.
Whichever language I hear,
I give it a try.
And I don't even know
how to speak Haryanvi properly.
Hey, Mr. Parbat.
Come on, today is my day off.
I'll also help out with the chores.
Sure, why not.
-Gaurav sir?
-Hmm?
If you don't mind,
may I ask you a question?
Sure, go ahead.
Your son, Amul, doesn't really resemble
his father, or even his grandfather.
And the reason for that is,
Amul is neither related to his father,
nor his grandfather,
nor his great-grandfather.
Oh?
The thing is, actually,
my relationship with this baby,
it's not biological,
it's an emotional one.
I have… adopted him.
You adopted him alone?
Is it possible?
Yeah.
Oh…
Now, that solves the puzzle.
You know, sir, all this while
I was wondering
what could have happened to his mother.
Did she leave you, or the world?
Amul may not have a mama in his life,
but drama, there's plenty.
Hmm.
I have only three months with him.
And in these three months, I need to prove
that I am a father
competent enough to raise him.
-Or else--
-"Or else" is not an option, sir.
I'm with you now.
You'll pass with flying colours.
-Is that so?
-Hmm.
So you've already decided
that after the 6-day trial period,
I'm going to stick with you?
You know?
Your confidence level
is "Selfie with no filter".
Very nice. I like it.
-Actually, it feels like home, that's why…
-I'm glad.
So where… are you going?
Actually, Meenu said to me,
"Poons, let's go
to Ambi Mall for some fun."
-We'll be back in the evening.
-Okay.
En-zoy!
-Oh! Of course, I will.
-Yeah!
Rickshaw!
-Follow that car.
-No, no.
And don't say no today! Let's go. Go!
I have been deceived!
Guru ji!
Guru ji!
Calm down, my child.
-Calm down. Calm down.
-Guru ji.
-Come, have a seat.
-Okay.
Sit here.
Your tears are telling
a story of their own.
I'm going through
difficult times, Guru ji.
My son's already estranged.
And now I'm worried
that problems will come up
during my daughter's wedding as well.
Wear this.
And have faith.
This ring's power and your reverence
will together protect you
from all your problems
and keep you safe, my child.
Okay.
I'll send you the wedding invite.
Please come. It will be a blessing to us.
Look at this.
Very nice.
-And this one?
-Too pretty.
So, I think, because drinking
and dancing go hand in hand,
it'll be nice to rope in
an artist for a live gig.
Right? The launch will be sensational.
-What do you think?
-I was smitten right from the start.
Hmm.
Strategy! Strategy is what
I'm asking about.
Yeah, that's fine too.
-Just a second, okay?
-Hmm.
-What happened?
-Bro, chaos alert.
My mom and dad are insisting
that you meet Shreya.
Why? I just met her. How many times
should I meet her, man?
As many times, as possible.
Because they feel the two of you
make a good match.
Are they insane? Just make them see sense.
No one could be more wrong
for Shreya than me.
It doesn't matter,
because Shreya also likes you.
But why? Why can't the two of you
just brainwash her, man?
Hey, listen! We can't do that.
Anyway, after thirty, single women
tend to lower their standards.
Plus, Shreya's very smart,
and my in-laws are very sensitive.
Even my toothpaste
isn't as sensitive as your in-laws are.
Hey! Goldie and I have jumped through
way too many hoops for you, okay?
Now, it's your turn.
Why don't you jump
a few hoops for us, now?
I don't know. Meet Shreya on Sunday.
Un-impress her, and just get done with it.
How am I supposed to un-impress a girl?
Just be yourself!
Guys, Sunday is the day off for my manny.
What will I do with Amul?
You're not just Amul's single papa,
you're my single brother, too.
Understood? So, be a good brother
and figure out a babysitter for two hours.
-I don't know.
-Nammo, don't be ridiculous.
-Just think before you speak.
-I'm not asking, I'm telling you.
Get on with it. Bye.
Hey! Hello?!
So unfair, man!
Phew!
Well done.
We are wearing the same T-shirt.
Come on, now say "Papa".
Can you say "P"? Can you say "P"?
"P" for Papa.
"Papa".
Hey, Parbat, can you check?
Someone's at the door.
Sir, I'm busy boiling the milk,
and sterilising the bottle.
Okay, I'll go then.
Sorry, boo-boo.
I'm not sure
whether Papa has employed Parbat,
or it's the other way round.
Oh, my little baby!
Lie down.
And you keep looking at this.
Hello?
Hi! The door was open, so I just came in.
Hi!
Hi.
Hi.
Shreya?
Doctor on call?
But I don't remember calling you.
You're so funny.
We have plans for lunch today, right?
Today?
On a Sunday?
But, on Sundays,
I normally don't have any lunch.
I have intermittent fasting
going on for 18 hours.
I don't eat anything.
Namrata and Goldie confirmed with me.
There must be some misunderstanding.
I'll leave. That's okay.
Actually, uh, yeah! You're right.
Nammo did tell me that there was a plan.
But I forgot. Because I didn't have
my almonds, you see.
I forgot that, too.
-Intermittent?
-I forgot that, too.
I forget everything.
Now, you also forget it.
Oh! Come on in, sit down. No, no, no, no.
We have a lunch date to get to.
Let's go. Come on.
You'll go like this?
Yeah! What's wrong?
It will look like I kidnapped you
while you were sleeping.
Well, you are, sort of, kidnapping me.
But you're right. I'll get dressed.
You, uh, you, you… you chill right here.
I'll be back in a flash.
-Just give me two minutes.
-Okay.
You wait right here, okay?
I'll be right back.
So sweet.
Lunch.
Hey, Nammo?
You sent Shreya right to my doorstep?
Bro, I'm with Prem
and Suman right now. So, bye.
Sir, bye.
I've boiled the milk for Amul
and changed his diaper as well.
I'll take your leave now.
-I'll be back in the evening.
-No, just a second.
-How can you just go now?
-How will I go?
I'll go on my bike.
Not that, I mean, how can you leave
without informing me?
But, sir, I have already
informed you about this,
I don't work on Sundays at all.
Just wait a second.
You started working this Wednesday,
and now you're taking Sunday off?
You also started on Tuesday,
and now your Sunday is off?
Yeah, but just listen,
I'm in a bit of a soup.
-Can you make an exception just for today?
-Look.
I am going. Don't try
and convince me to stay.
What do you mean,
"don't try and convince me"?
What's so important?
Do you have a date or something?
Can't tell you. It is personal.
Do you have protection?
Protection?
Why do you think
I would need protection, sir? Huh?
I can single-handedly deal
with 3-4 guys like you.
-No. I meant…
-Hmm.
-Enjoy, okay?
-See you.
You, uh…
Hey, uh, Shreya!
This is Mr. Parbat. He's a "manny".
-Male nanny. Manny.
-Hello. Hello.
Hello. Whose nanny? Yours?
I'm already grown up.
Why would I need a nanny?
Amul's.
His s--
His friend's. My friend's.
-Pawan, right?
-Pawan's. Right.
-What?
-Pawan's.
-Amul is Pawan sir's son?
-He's Pawan's son.
So, why don't you just leave?
There's so much traffic at this time.
Aren't you going to get late?
Go now, enjoy yourself.
You told me that Amul is your--
I asked you not to go, but you still
wanted to go, didn't you? Now just go.
Have fun! Enjoy!
Uh, Shreya, sorry, I didn't want to say
anything bad about Pawan around him.
But, Pawan, you know,
he is just such a big jerk.
And his wife? She's an even bigger jerk.
Between the two of them, I swear to God,
it feels like I am raising their kid.
I mean, what the hell,
if you can't handle kids,
why do you even have them?
Parenting is a thing, right?
Uh… there goes my alarm.
So you're twinning
with your friend's baby?
Yeah!
Uh, matching clothes
enhances the bond, you know.
#TeamPapa-Nephew.
Oops, "Uncle-Nephew."
Cute.
Hi!
-You're applying the cream, right?
-Yeah, yeah. Twice a day.
See, redness is gone.
Clear cheeks back on.
You know, I meet so many babies everyday,
but Amul has to be the cutest of them.
Yeah, he's a cutie.
I see red cheeks.
Where?
They look fine.
Yes, they are. You're blushing.
You're behaving as if Amul is your baby.
Yeah… uh, what?
Amul is your baby, isn't he?
Uh…
Why do you think so?
Gaurav,
My IQ is 140.
I'm a doctor.
And one should never hide
anything from a doctor.
So tell me the truth.
For one, the Gehlot family
has refused to accept the news.
And then, there's your family.
They're so conservative that my family
appears liberal in comparison.
Now, my parents are so afraid that
if the Aggarwal's found out about Amul,
then they would immediately cancel
Namrata and Goldie's alliance.
That's why all this secrecy.
Otherwise, me?
I'd love to shout from the rooftops.
Thump my chest and declare,
"Amul is my son!"
-You know?
-Plates?
Oh, they're down there.
You're right.
My family is conservative pro max.
My family takes pride
in the fact that I'm a doctor,
but they're more ashamed
that I'm a divorcee.
They've never said it directly,
but I know they think
that my education is responsible for it.
Oh, is that so?
Well, I've only passed the twelfth grade.
By that logic,
my marriage should have lasted
at least 15 or 20 years.
So nice to see
a nonjudgmental North Indian boy.
It's so rare, you know?
Rare?
Oh, our kind is practically extinct now.
See, this is what girls want.
A live-and-let-live kind of guy.
All girls or just…
this one?
By the way,
ever since you've adopted a baby,
you seem… much cuter than before.
To other girls.
Oh, is it?
Then go and tell all those girls
that you are also quite cute.
Oh, I, um…
-Hi! I have been calling for so long.
-Appu?
Sorry for coming unannounced.
But we need to discuss
the launch plan, don't we?
Oh! What? I had a lunch plan
with you as well?
The launch, Gaurav.
-What launch?
-Gaurav?
Hi! Uh, Shreya. Dr. Shreya.
She's… She's Amul's doctor.
Hello.
Umm…
-Is she here for a home visit?
-No, she's, uh…
This is my home right,
so she's visiting the home.
Because she's Amul's doctor, get it?
I'm Aparna Sharma.
Gaurav's ex-wife.
Shreya Aggarwal.
And, besides being Amul's doctor,
I'm also Namrata's future sister-in-law.
Oh, so you're going to be family!
His family.
He forgets to tell me the important stuff.
When does he tell the important stuff?
-Like how you're his ex-wife.
-No, I wasn't going to.
I mean, "No, comma,
I wasn't going to forget."
-I was just going to tell you.
-When?
To whom?
-I…
-I think I should leave.
Uh, no, no, you stay. I think I'll leave.
I'll leave!
Amul is crying. I'll go and check on him.
-Gaurav.
-Yeah.
I'll be right back. Two minutes.
Amul is crying, see?
So, what do you do?
I… I sell shampoos and soaps.
I work in advertising.
Interesting.
Interesting.
Umm…
-Want some tea? Coffee? Green tea?
-Washroom, actually.
Here.
Take a right.
The light switch is behind the door.
You seem to know this house really well.
Yeah, it's my house.
I mean, it was. When we were married.
Oh, yeah. I'll just…
It's okay. Okay? Papa is right here.
You stay put. Papa's coming.
Papa's coming.
So the thing is,
Amul just peed, so… but he's fine now.
She… Shreya, she left?
-Washroom.
-Okay.
Are you really hooking up
with Namrata's sister-in-law now?
Hooking up?
No! Did she say something to you?
I'm not doing anything, I swear.
It's okay. We're divorced.
You can tell me, Gaurav.
If there was anything worth sharing,
I would have told you.
Nothing has happened. Honestly.
Don't think like that, okay?
-Otherwise, these ideas, they fester--
-I'll be off now, then.
Yeah, so, he peed, so…
I, uh, okay. I'll just see her off, okay?
I'll… I'll walk you out.
I'll be back.
It was nice meeting you.
Likewise.
Interesting…
Hey, Shreya!
Are you still involved
with your ex-wife, Gaurav?
No, no, she just…
We are working together, right?
So, she turned up out of the blue.
Gaurav, actually,
I'm a very straightforward person.
I don't like triangles.
I like straight lines.
So, if there's something between you two,
it's fine, you know?
Like, you can tell me.
I mean, we're just friends.
She… She's my ex-wife,
so there's, there's a comfort level.
But, but we are just friends. Only.
-Okay. See you.
-Bye.
Drive safe.
I had a really good day with Amul.
-You did?
-He's so cute.
I know.
I had fun too…
with you.
Umm, I'll just check the door.
This bell is going to be the death of me.
You!
Surprise inspection, Mr. Gehlot.
Is it Surprise Day today?
Just one after the other.
J-Just wait a second, madam.
How can you just show up here randomly
without even telling me?
Doesn't "surprise" literally mean
to do something unannounced?
-What?
-Where is Amul?
-Amul's playing football outside.
-Very funny.
What kind of a question is that?
He's a baby. Of course, he's inside.
-Hello. Madam, this…
-Hi.
-Aparna. My, uh…
-Ex-wife.
We've met before.
During your testimonials. Remember?
-Oh, yes. Right.
-I think, I've…
come here at the wrong time.
-Yeah!
-Oh, no, no, no. Not at all.
Actually, I was about to leave.
-Bye, Gaurav.
-Okay.
Bye, Aparna.
Uh, ma'am, you, you please come.
He's… He's asleep right now,
but since you're here,
do your surprise check.
This way.
He just went to sleep
about half an hour ago.
He eats on time, pees and poops on time.
-He also--
-Can you please speak softly?
Okay.
In the last 15 days,
he's put on a kilo of weight.
The room is temperature-controlled,
so he's comfortable, and…
Baby proofing is exactly
how it's supposed to be.
The whole house gets cleaned twice a day,
especially his room.
If you had asked me, I'd have recorded
a video and sent it to you.
-You didn't need to come all the way.
-No.
Anyway. Come…
The whole house is neat and clean.
Congratulations on the new job,
Mr. Gehlot.
Thank you so much, ma'am.
-Hired a nanny?
-Yes, ma'am.
By the grace of God,
I've found an amazing nanny.
I can't even tell you,
how amazing the work--
Where is she?
-The nanny?
-Hmm.
Just stepped out for a bit,
to the vegetable market.
-What's the name?
-Name? Parbat… uh, Parvati.
-Full name?
-Parvati Singh.
It's a female?
Ma'am, who asks such personal questions
in today's day and age? I didn't.
And who is Parbat Singh?
Parbat Singh… Hmm.
I don't know.
There's no one here by that name.
Really?
Someone's here, ma'am. I'll just check.
Soon, they'll find my corpse
hanging from this door.
Who is it now?
-What happened, sir? So happy to see me?
-Oh my, why?
Parvati?
I'm, uh…
Parbat Singh. And you?
But you're a man.
What do you mean?
How can you be the one
to decide that he's a man?
The last time I checked, I was one.
Gaurav, you've hired a male nanny
to care for Amul?
I mean, I don't want
any more experiments with that child!
What do you not understand?
He needs the touch of a woman, Gaurav.
There's already
a male presence in his life.
-What do you not get?
-Yes--
-What is this "woman's touch"?
-Mr. Parbat, please.
One minute, one minute, sir.
I really want to understand.
What is this "woman's touch"? Huh?
To… to take care
of the child, to love him,
to caress him, pacify him when he cries,
to give him affection?
I do all of that.
Take a look at Amul,
he's always so healthy,
-and so cheerful all the time. Tell her.
-Yes, you're right, Mr. Parbat. That's…
-Madam, he's absolutely right. You--
-Gaurav.
I want someone conventional
for Amul. Simple.
Ma'am, why don't you try and understand?
There are no nannies at all in the market.
No one's available. What do I do?
Okay. Come to the orphanage tomorrow.
I will arrange someone for you. Okay?
Thank you very much.
Parbat, brother.
Please go and close the front door.
And yank that bell out and throw it away!
I can't take it anymore.
This is Shobha.
She has almost 15 years of experience.
I had hired her for Shlok as well.
Don't you worry.
I'll take good care
of your child, Mr. Gaurav.
Shobha, I'm trusting you with Amul, okay?
And I want to be present
during the handover.
Okay, ma'am.
-Mr. Gehlot?
-Yeah?
Yeah, Shobha, you…
you can start tomorrow morning.
Thank you.
No, no.
Aparna has done a lot of blue sky thinking
in order to come up with this.
Hey!
Amul!
Amul.
Hey.
-Parbat, buddy, are you okay?
-Amul. I'm okay.
Bloody hell! Are you blind?
Get out of the car. Can't you see that…?
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
Excuse me, Uncle,
if you don't know how to drive,
-you should surrender your license.
-I'm really sorry.
Oh, my baby! Come here.
You're okay, right?
What will happen to me, sir?
I'm a big rock.
You're not just some big rock.
You're my mountain range.
Thank you, Parbat, my brother.
Thank you. Thank you so much, brother.
I've written his schedule here.
Uh, but you have to change
Amul's diaper at 3 a.m.
Why exactly at 3:00 a.m.?
for milk. So, if you put on a diaper…
This is a mistake, man.
Ma'am…
You can see, things are all
settled here, thanks to you.
In fact, I was telling him,
that you must have had a halo at birth,
like an angel, isn't it?
Flattery doesn't work with me.
So don't even try.
No, no, I was just…
Okay, Mr. Gaurav, I'll leave now.
Our time together was very short,
but it was memorable.
Just like you met
a manny like me for the first time,
it was also my first time
meeting a single papa like you.
May I say something?
You're a kickass single papa.
Come on, Parbat Singh,
or else the train will leave
the station without you.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. Come on!
Amul, my darling.
Parbat Singh, signing off.
You know, Gaurav,
I'm glad you listened to me.
And I finally think that
you and I can be on the same page
about what's good for Amul and what's not.
You are slowly
starting to see it the right way.
It's so nice.
Parbat, my brother! Just wait.
You're not going anywhere.
Take all that off.
My son, Amul's permanent manny
can only be you.
Just take all of this stuff inside,
that's it. Go on.
Have you lost it?
I've already been very clear.
He, simply, cannot be
a caretaker for Amul.
Because, ma'am, I want my son to grow up
surrounded by his maternal masculinity.
What difference does it make, madam?
Man or woman?
Whether it's fatherhood or motherhood?
Both of those are synonyms of love, right?
And there can only be equality
in love, not discrimination.
They may be capable of loving equally,
but a woman is just better suited
for Amul's welfare.
Welfare?
Ma'am, you know,
he wakes up every 10 minutes
through the night, to check Amul's diaper.
He goes to bed after Amul goes to bed
and wakes up before Amul wakes up.
Yesterday, he jumped in front
of a moving car without even thinking,
but he didn't let anything happen to Amul.
Do you realise that all of this
might affect your case badly?
Ma'am, if it does, it does.
I'm not thinking
about this case right now,
and honestly, I'm more concerned
about my son right now.
Gaurav, I hope you know,
that because of Parbat,
you might lose Amul.
I can't let the fear
of losing Amul tomorrow
dictate the decisions
I make for him today.
Shobha!
Let's go. Excuse me.
I'm sorry.
I thought you weren't going to stop me.
Look, Mr. Parbat,
your beloved Amul is crying.
Now you crying
and him crying at the same time,
now that's something I can't handle.
Now get your bag…
No wait, I'll get your bag.
-You check on Amul--
-I… I'll do it.
No, I'll do it. Okay, fine.
I'll check on Amul. You put the bags.
Papa is coming, he's coming!
We're getting married this weekend.
So, technically,
this is our last dinner as single people.
And I wanted to make it something special.
In the era of nanoships,
you are an old-school romance, baby.
I can't wait to spend my life with you!
Just a couple more days.
And after that,
we will leave all the lies,
stupid secrets,
and useless drama, far behind,
for the white sandy beaches of Maldives.
Our honeymoon is going to be…
sh*t!
What, no! It will be epic!
Hold this. Keep your head down.
Hello, but we already decided
to go with our regular order, right?
Namrata!
-Gaurav's sister?
-Oh! Hello!
Ma'am, what a pleasant surprise!
Uh, are you here for dinner?
No. I'm here for a walk.
Obviously, I've come for dinner.
You shouldn't have. It's a terrible place.
We were about to leave.
Won't you introduce me
to your handsome friend?
Him? Handsome?
Ma'am, I think you need
to check your eyesight.
Anyway, it's not necessary
to introduce everyone, right?
-So, now I'm "everyone"?
-You're not everyone, you… you're no one.
Got it? Just a… random friend of mine.
Random, huh? Friend, huh?
And where did you meet
this "random friend" of yours?
In Bha-tinder, ma'am!
You know, it's a very famous
hookup app in Bhatinda.
So, you wanted to hook up
but became friends?
Um, actually, ma'am, we're not
just friends, we're more than that.
Correct! We're friends
with benefits, actually.
Baby…
-Baby, we're getting married.
-Getting married?!
Are you mad? Never!
-Don't be clingy, bro.
-What?
And anyway, I'm not the marriage type.
-I just string men along.
-Really!
As a matter of fact,
everyone knows I'm never
getting married. Never in my life.
Everyone except me, apparently.
She's absolutely right.
There's nothing special about marriage.
Namrata, enjoy your meal
with this "random friend" of yours.
-Yeah.
-You have a good evening.
You too!
-Bye.
-Bye.
If you didn't want to get married,
then why all this--
Idiot, that was Mrs. Nehra!
Who is this Mrs. Nehra?
Oh, is she a relative
of the famous cricketer, Nehra?
Goldie…
Oh! Ooh!
Mrs. Nehra!
Mrs. Nehra,
we're not getting married!
What will happen to Amul now?
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