All language subtitles for Bin Lagnachi Goshta (2025)_track3_[eng]

Oww! Who the hell-

Hey Mitch, look at me.
That’s not how we treat strangers, is it?

Hey man, cool down.

Sweet boy!

Shall we race?

Ok?
Come on..

On your mark, get set, go!

Thank you.
- Welcome.

Come on, uncle!
- Coming!

Go, go.. run!

Faster, faster!

Draw your muscles upwards for 1..2..3

Shoes outside, please. I don’t want
the floor to get dirty.

Again, inhale in 1..2..3

Warm up the tea.

Shut up, Alexa!

I’m on it.

Aashay..

Did you book a technician to
repair the refrigerator?

Yes, the appointment is under process.

What is this? Move, let me pass.

Careful, the floor is slippery.
- I can see that.

Aashay, what is wrong with you?

You leave every task incomplete.

I had asked you to warm up the tea.

The teapot is on the stove, but
the stove isn’t turned on.

And your response to everything is,
“That’s not my problem!”

Sorry!

When I ask you to make the bed,
you just tug at the bedsheet.

The pillows are always scattered around.

Oh ‘sheet’!

Enough with your lame one-liners!

You leave every task incomplete.

That’s wrong.

Absolutely wrong.

After numerous discussions, the girl
demands that we live-in together.

The guy immediately agrees to this.

They move in, even though he’s not
keen on being in a live-in relationship.

One fine day, she takes advantage of
the poor, innocent, handsome guy.

They have a moment of weakness, and..

Stop it!

My point is..

This intense romance leads to the
girl getting pregnant.

She refuses to get married to the guy,
and decides to raise the child.

The guy still happily agrees to this arrangement.

Everything actually feels complete.

Love you!
- Love you too!

Aaah!

This is domestic violence!

Someone please dial 9-9-9!

We may have no one to lean on..

But I have you, and you have me.

No matter where we go..

I still have you, and you have me.

We may have no one to lean on..

But I have you, and you have me.

No matter where we go..

I still have you, and you have me.

At times, a little bit of distance..

At times, a few disagreements..

At times, a little bit of distance..

At times, a few disagreements..

But there’s certainty..

That I have you, and you have me.

Our relationship need not be defined.

The real deal is that we have each other.

At times, my hand reaches out for support.

At times, I reach out to you for comfort.

We don’t go with the flow.

Yet, we flow together.

That’s our story..

I have you, and you have me.

Here, in this world..

But I have you, and you have me.

And in all other worlds..

I still have you, and you have me.

So?

How come mommy dearest hasn’t
called you yet? It’s her usual time.

Aashay!

Sorry, can you get my water bottle?
I left it on the table.

On it.

Hey, listen!

Your mom is calling.

Yes, mom?

I hope I’m not disturbing you.

What time is it there?

We literally speak at this time every day
for years now.

And yet you ask me the same question
every single day!

Tell me..

What should I say?

Your father may have stopped
speaking to you..

But he constantly keeps taunting me.

Nobody cares about what I go
through in the middle.

You are just the same.

What have I done now?

I have been telling you for a long time..

Did you bring up the topic of
your marriage with Rutika?

I wonder how her family approves
of your living-in situation.

I hope nothing disastrous happens.

What could possibly happen?

Aashay, I will spell it out clearly for you..

It’s been 2 years since you have been
living together without getting married.

What if she gets pregnant?

Aashay..

Is anyone with you in the car?

There is no one with me.

I have reached the office. Let me
call you tomorrow.

No, I want to speak right now.

Bye, mom!

Don’t look at me like that.

What if it leads to something disastrous?

Aashay.. we forgot my water bottle.

We’ll get one on the way.

Here..

Hold on..

Foetal movement is good.

Heart activity is good too. Everything is fine.

Only thing is, she has to rest properly.

Does she need bed rest?

Not necessary, but you have to be very careful.

Any restrictions on travel?

You can travel.

But as far as possible, avoid it.

Ritika..

Considering your age and stress levels..

There are going to be some restriction
on your movement.

I hope you can count on family for support?
Either your parents or in-laws?

Or do you have domestic help?

We don’t need domestic help.

These doctors simply exaggerate things.

I think..

Can we at least acknowledge that they
know better than we do?

Rutu..

If not today, we are going to need help at some point.

I don’t need anyone’s help.

I have you to look after me.

You are my domestic help.

We are ‘maid’ for each other.

Ya right. It only works one way round.

Shut up!

My mom would have come here, if
we were married and then had a child.

She is still welcome.

If she accepts me the way I am.

What do you mean?

Am I the stereotypical daughter-in-law
that she wants me to be?

She cannot even accept that we
are simply living in together.

That is one problem.

And if we think about calling
your mom for help..

I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.

Why are you feeling sorry?

She is no good either.

She has not bothered to stay in touch
over the past six years.

Does she even care if I’m alive or dead?

Forget it.

These are our problems.
We will handle them.

I have you to take care of me.

And please don’t crack lame jokes on this.

Let’s go.

Aashay..

Aashay!
- Coming!

Aashay!

Why are you shouting?

I’m craving lychee ice cream.

Fine, I will get some tomorrow.

I want it right now.

Right now?

Yes!

Our kid is going to be as crazy as you.

The child is already putting me to work.

Imagine what they will
do once they are born.

Let’s go.

Let’s go!

Hello?

Here you go.

Do you really love me?

Come on, tell me.

Do I love you?

I am actually plotting to poison you.

Why do you love me?

Oh..

You want me to sing your praises,
it seems.

Rutu..

You are a crazy woman.

You are a squabbler.

But you are a good person.

Rutu..

I have never met a woman as
strong and independent as you.

You’ve achieved a lot by yourself here,
that too without anyone’s support.

Hats off to you.

I’m so proud of you.

You are a fighter.

Rutu..

I feel secure when you are with me.

You are my support system.

In fact, you’re also my social security!

Such a bad joke.

Ash..

Our child must never feel lonely.

It’s fine even if they are raised
by just one of us.

But it shouldn’t be the case that we are
around, but not available.

My only aim is..

To become a good mother.

Amen!

Hey, be gentle with the structure.

It’s old, but not dead yet.

Sure, okay.

Restoration is an art.

It’s like connecting tradition,
belonging and culture.

It’s heritage!

Renowned Marathi author,
Pu. La. Deshpande once said..

“Heritage to us lies in a simple, humble meal.. ”

“It’s in the celebration of the Ganesh festival with
abandon.. ”

“It’s in the exploring of the Panchganga river barefoot.. ”

“It’s in the respect that we show towards one and all.. ”

“It’s in the traditions we follow around festivals.. ”

“It’s in the pride upon climbing the mighty Sinhagad fort.. ”

“And in indescribable emotion when
performing the last rites of a loved one. ”

“How a potter gives shape to wet clay on his wheel.. ”

“Similarly, our lives are constantly shaped by
invisible hands, drenched in varied emotions. ”

“Some of us become regular clay pots. ”

“Others become ornate teapots. ”

Hey! Don’t worry.

Just touch this structure, feel it.

It will remind you of greats like Shakespeare,
Wordsworth and Woodehouse.

Just like it reminded me of a legend
from my country.

Okay, guys. I have to go now.

I will visit next week.

Keep enjoying your work.

Bye, all the best!

Take care!

Hey, Uma!
- Hi!

Hi, thank you so much!

I’m glad you could finally visit..

I know right.

How was the conference?

It was great!

I think this will really help
the student exchange program.

Planegg is such a beautiful village!
- I know right.

I find Germans to be quite amusing.

They can be quite dry, and difficult to deal with.

But they have an eye for beauty.

And the folks are extremely proud of me
holding a PhD in Marathi language.

They always introduce me as -
“Dr. Professor Uma Rajadhyaksha Madam”.

Finally I had to tell them to simply call me “Uma”.

The titles are merely professional degrees.

Shall we?

‘Dr. Professor Uma Rajadhyaksha Madam
- let’s go!

Madhav!

Come, sit.
- Coming.

I’ll keep your bags in.
- Yes.

Madhav?

Who are these for?

I have another girlfriend like you.

We will make a quick pitstop to meet her.

I hope you won’t mind.

Ok.

Let’s go.

Madhav..
- Hmm?

Why did you get me here?

And who is this Jane?

I’ll tell you everything.

It’s my wife’s death anniversary today.

I visit this place whenever I’m in
London on this day.

Shall we sit here for a couple of minutes?

Sure.
- Come, sit.

When Geetu passed away, I had
buried myself in work.

But I would get really lonely at night at home.

I had nothing and no one.

I would head out to explore the city.

I would converse with thin air,
assuming Geetu could hear me.

One such night, I came here.

I came across Jane’s grave.

When I read what’s written on the grave..

That was the first time I cried my heart
out after Geetu had passed away.

She would recite the exact same thing.

“It isn’t a pity that men become old or die. ”

“But that they cease to love. ”

Everyone has to go one day.

But we should never go devoid of love.

I knew that Jane would definitely act
as my messenger in heaven.

Since then, I whisper my messages
for Geetu, to Jane.

What did you tell her today?

I didn’t come with a message today.

Then?

I wanted to show her something.

What was it?

I’m positive that she loved you.

Who would know her likes and dislikes
better than me?

Yes?

Let’s go, shall we?

Yes, of course.

Forget about us,
I’m sure Geetu has a packed day.

She was never the one to sit idle.

Let’s go.

Rutu?

Where are you going?

I’m running away!
- Huh?

I have a meeting in Glasgow, remember?

Oh right.

Are you carrying your medicines?

Do you want some ice-cream?

Remember to prioritise getting
rest if you are tired.

The meeting can wait.

I will take proper care of myself.

Please avoid calling me unnecessarily.

Text me instead, I am going to be in
meetings all day.

Ok, ok..

I’ve prepared breakfast.
I will see you tonight.

Ok, bye.
- Bye.

Take care.

Let’s go.

Let’s go!

You want to live in?

How can you live together
without being married first?

Disgusting!

How can you even suggest such a thing?

I know right.

What will people say if they find out!
Brother, please say something.

It’s time for you to come back home.

I’ve said this countless times..

Ask him to come back, now that
he has completed his studies.

But you let him be.

This is a result of you giving
in to his demands.

“Let him have a career overseas. ”

“It’s ok if he works abroad. ”

“He will earn much more there. ”

Look at what all he has earned.

Listen, this is my final warning to you.

Forget about living in with her.

You must get married before you
can live together.

If you don’t agree to this, you can
forget about ever coming back.

What are you saying?

You need not come back even
after I’ve passed away!

Calm down..
- What’s happening?

Uncle, let’s race.

Not now.

Uncle, let’s race, please!

Life sucks, man.

Please, uncle?

I said, no.

Uncle, let’s go!

Hey, stop it!

Stop! Stop!

Give me my phone back!

Aaah.. Oh my god!

You’re fortunate, boy.

It’s not a fracture.

Thank god.

Would you still like to inform somebody?

Huh?

Really, Aashay?

You were seriously competing
with a child?

Why didn’t you call me when
you were so seriously injured?

That’s because you had asked me
not to disturb you during meetings.

Are you crazy?

Sorry!

Sorry?

Sorry?

I will kill you if something
were to happen to you!

Aaah!

Sorry!

What are you laughing about?

I had never heard you say “sorry” before.

It was music to my ears.

Ouch!

Where are you going?

I’m going to break into a dance.

Kidding, I need to use the toilet.

Aashay..

We are going to need domestic help.

The day has begun on a frustrating note!

The day has been tiring, and it has just begun!

The day has begun on a frustrating note!

The day has been tiring, and it has just begun!

Afternoons are annoying,
when will the evening pass!

I feel like a broken wind-up toy,
stuck singing the same tune!

There is a mountain of mess all around.

The house barely feels like a home.

There are hundreds of pending tasks!

Rest and calm seem like faraway thoughts!

Sweet vows of partnership feel like
bitter pills to swallow.

The couple is simply worried
with their heads in their hands.

Dust keeps settling everywhere around.

Wonder who could even help us out!

Yes, Aashay?

Rutu..

Please come home soon.
My leg is hurting a lot.

It’s bound to pain.
You will have to bear with it.

Did you take the painkiller?

We’re out of painkillers.

Please come home soon.

Rutu.

Yes, coming.

Rutika?

Dr. Jesse, hi!

Is everything okay?

You’re looking very tired.

Actually, I am quite exhausted.

Aashay has injured his leg.

Oh!
- So I have to manage everything.

I’m looking after him, along with work
and household chores.

I sometimes feel like running
away from everything.

This is just the beginning.

Did you find good domestic help?

Not yet.

Some are out of our budget, some
didn’t agree to work timings.

Some, we didn’t like, others
didn’t like us.

So.. no domestic help as of now.

Okay, bye. Take care!

Rutika..

I think I can be of help.

I don’t know about regular domestic help..

But this could serve your purpose till
the time you don’t find someone good.

I have a friend called Madhav. Madhav Tambe.

He is an architect by profession.

He helps out those who are unwell, those who
need help, or simply someone to talk to.

He spends time with such people.

And only charges a nominal fee.

I can share his number with you.

See if it helps.

Okay, see you!
- Thank You.

Madhav!

Madhav!

Coming!

Sorry, let’s go.

Madhav..
- Yes?

You have a missed call.
- Ok.

Checking..

Hi, this is Aashay.

Dr. Jaspreet has shared your contact with us.

She told us that just like us,
you’re a Maharashtrian Indian too.

We also loved your concept of “time-sharing. ”

We were looking for domestic help.

My partner is pregnant, and I have
injured my leg.

We would like to hire your services.

If possible, please call back.

Good day.

Ok.

What is this all about?

What’s with the domestic help services,
and “time-sharing”?

Let me explain.

Uma, I have realised that..

I think every person has a story.

It may not be a great success story or a saga.

But, for that person there is a sense of fulfilment.

Every person wants to tell their story.

They want someone to share their story with.

All I do is listen to their story.

I accept whatever they offer as fees.

That too, only because people stop
valuing anything offered for free.

I use this money to help the needy.

It’s my small selfless deed in a selfish world.

You can call it whatever you please.

It could be domestic help, time-sharing,
counselling, and so on.

The aim is to connect with more
and more people.

You are simply great. The ideas that
you keep coming up with are novel.

There is only one disease that will prevail
in the 21st century.

Science will cure all other diseases.

But how does one cure loneliness?

Humanity is perhaps the only cure for it.

And that’s why I came up with “time-sharing”.

This is why I keep falling in love with
you over and over again.

But, I must inform these people that I’m unavailable.

Why?

What why!

Aren’t you here so we can spend time together?

I know, but these kids really seem to need our help.

I hear you.

How about we both go?

You can help around, and we can
spend time together in the process.

Sure, but I hope they don’t mind it.

Let’s ask them if they do.

We don’t have to take this up if
they have a problem with us.

Ok.

Aashay!

Aashay!

Why would you do that?

The fridge has been leaking since
the past 8 days.

Where is your repair guy?

But why are you screaming?

You are responsible for everything
that is happening.

I want you to clean everything up
by the time I freshen up. Understood?

Hello!

Hi.. Hello!

I’m Madhav, remember?

Time-sharing.. domestic help..
Does that ring a bell?

Oh, yes!
Please come in.

Sorry, I forgot your surname.

It’s ‘Tambe’.

Let me re-introduce myself.
My name is Madhav Vijayrao Tambe.

Nice!

This is Uma.

Hello!
- Hello!

I’m assuming she is -

Mrs. Uma Madhavrao Tambe.
Is that right?

Wrong!

We’re not married. We’re just partners.

Wow, you guys are exactly like us.

Umm.. our fridge is leaking..

This is.. the water..

Can I quickly check what’s the issue?

Huh?

The issue with the fridge..

If you don’t mind, can I look into it?

Really?

Yes!

Sure! Go ahead.

Yes. In here, is it?

Yes.

Did we reach before time?

Not at all.
In fact, you are right on time.

He is particular about time.

Will never be late.

He will be at your doorstep at
the exact given time.

This is as a result of a piece of
wisdom shared by a friend.

You might know this friend too.

Mr. N. S. Thosar.

Have you heard of Narayan Suryaji?

The one, who walked out of his own wedding?

Thosar.

He is talking about the renowned writer,
Ramdas Swami.

Oh!

So, this heir of the Thosar family, Narayan,
once told me that..

One must always be punctual.

You can be a lot more things too,
but don’t forget to be punctual.

The moral of the story is, this is
the reason we are sharp on time.

The fridge is fixed.

Huh?
- It’s fixed, yes!

Seriously?

I didn’t do much.

This happens if you accidentally
play around with the defrost timer.

Thank you so much! You
saved my life!

You have no idea about the amount
of trouble I was in otherwise.

Do you want to quickly change?
You might catch a cold.

By the way, you can call me Aashay.

Such a sweet name.

Aashay means “a reserve”.

Huh?

Similar to a reservoir of water.
Or maybe a pool of treasure.

Oh! I thought Aashay means “meaning”.

It means that too.

That’s the beauty of the Marathi language.

Class is dismissed.

She is a teacher through and through.

She looks at each one of us as her students.

Go, get changed. We will wait here.

I will be back in 2 minutes.
- Careful..

“Like a reservoir of water. ”

Aashay! Why are you here, all drenched?

Did you hear this new thing that
I just learnt?

Listen..
Who was at the door sometime back?

Was it the handyman?

Yes.

Actually, not really.

I mean..

It’s the guy, who came in as a domestic helper.

He is also a handyman. It’s the full package.

His name is Mr. Madhav Vijayrao Tambe.

He is a friend of Mr. N. S. Thosar.

What are you even saying?

There is a couple downstairs.

They, too, are living-in like us.

Which is great.
They won’t judge us like others do.

They won’t pry about our living situation,
or about our child.

They are perfectly suited for us.

Sounds good.

Get changed. I will meet them, meanwhile.

I’ll be right there.

Well, Aashay..

No kidding, I’ve studied it..

For real? What do you mean?

Hello.
-Hi!

Hey.. Rutu, what’s wrong?

Careful.

What’s wrong?

Didn’t you check their names beforehand?

I did. He is Madhav, and she is Uma.

Is she Uma Rajadhyaksha?

Your mom?

Please ask this woman to leave right away.

I don’t wish to see her face.

Rutu, come on.

Are you stupid?
Do you not understand?

Ask her to get out now!

Let’s go.

Come on.

You have no idea.

She made my father miserable.

They would never speak to each other.

I acted as a messenger between them.

They had separate bedrooms.
They would dine separately too.

You always wonder why I refuse to get married, right?

It’s because of her that I hate the marriage system.

My father was suffering from Multiple Myeloma.

She didn’t let him get proper treatment for it.

He would scream in agony.

And she would simply sit around.

She did not get him admitted to a hospital.

He passed away at home.

She was telling him, “Let go.. go happily. ”

“Your pain will be over soon. ”

As if she was some priest.

This woman has killed my father.

I went back to the hostel after dad passed away.

But I couldn’t focus on anything else.

I was bothered by just one thought.

That my mother must be lonely.

I returned home after a year.

And what do I see?

She had undergone a complete makeover.

She had a new haircut,
she was dressed differently.

I didn’t even recognise her for a moment.

It was as if she was celebrating
my father’s passing away.

She was going away for a holiday.

She looked at me and said -

“I had no idea you were coming. ”

“Why didn’t you inform me before coming?”

“It won’t look good if I cancel at the last minute. ”

She put her bags in a car,
and left with a random man.

She was having an affair.

She was just waiting for my father to pass away.

I don’t know if it was Madhav or someone else.

That was the day I decided that I wanted
nothing to do with this woman.

I left with my bags.

Never informed her about my whereabouts.

She didn’t know I was here,
neither did she know about us.

I’m ashamed of calling her my mother.

I am going back to India.

I hate her.

Rutika.. Rutika..

Rutika, what’s wrong?

Rutika, wake up!

Rutika! Open your eyes!

Help! Please help!

Aashay?

How is she?

Is she under any kind of stress?

She is ok for now.

But this could have been really dangerous.

I am keeping her under observation for tonight.

We can let her go tomorrow.

But, she has to take complete bed rest for a week.

Don’t let her do any work.

We will discuss the next steps later.

And now you have Madhav for help.

Madhav, if you need female assistance
I can arrange for a nurse.

Yes, I’ll let you know.

Let me introduce you to Uma.
She is a friend.

She is also Rutika’s mother.

Oh, fantastic!

There is no cause for concern now
that you are here.

It’s so reassuring that
you have your family here.

Ok..

Here you go.

I should ask the doctor to provide
us with a nurse from tomorrow.

Will you stay with us for a few days?

I doubt Uma will agree to coming
again after getting this insulted.

More importantly, Rutika won’t approve.

I am feeling quite lonely.

I am afraid.

Have some coffee.

No way, Madhav. I’m going back to India.

Uma..

Just look at Aashay once.

He is extremely worried and scared.

And Rutika is your daughter.
She needs you.

She does not need me.

She doesn’t even consider me her mother.

And I don’t care about it.

If my presence creates such agony for her,
why get into it?

If you have a big heart and wish to
honour your commitment..

Then you may still go and be at her service.

But I will not come with you.

When we moved here from India..

My work was in full swing.

I made new contacts.
That led to more work.

I was earning really well.

And I would work more to earn more.

Then, the inevitable happened.

I caught the disease that the newly-minted
rich people suffer from.

The constant lack of time.

I would always claim to not have enough time.

The more you claim to be busy,
the more successful you are.

At least, that’s the notion.

We never realised when our son, Kabir,
suffered as a result of this.

At first, we assumed he is taking his time
to adjust in a new country.

He would constantly be frustrated.

Later, he just went quiet.

He would spend entire days on end at home.

We would try to solve his problem
as and when we would find the time.

We went for therapies, and gave him medication.

We kept blaming the world for his condition.

We would talk about people being mean.

How the system was unfair.

He only wanted our time.

Only wished to speak to us,

fight with us, cry in our arms.
He wanted to be able to smile.

We found out about this in is suicide note.

Geetu never recovered from the shock.

The waves of sadness dragged her around.

And eventually claimed her life.

Madhav.

Why didn’t you ever tell me about this?

You told me that your child and your
wife died in an accident.

Because I feel guilty about it.

People lie to themselves to mask their guilt.

And soon convince the world that their
lies are in fact a reality.

You might want to go back today because
your ego has been hurt.

But if god forbid, something bad happens to Rutika..

You won’t ever recover from the guilt.

And it’s extremely painful to carry on in life
when you are carrying this guilt.

That’s when you keep justifying it with
concepts like time-sharing.

Uma, both Rutika and you equally
need each other for support.

I leave the final decision to you.

Please come in!

Should I make some tea?

I’m on it.

Should I make the tea instead?

No no, let me make it.

It’s fine, I can do it.

Really?

Ok, sure.

Umm.. come.

Where is the milk?

Oh yes, I forgot to take it out.

Here you go.

Rutika needs her strong Indian tea.

Every morning, the first thing she needs
is her tea and the newspaper.

Rutika’s mom..

Thank you for agreeing to stay with us.

I am only here until Rutika gets better.

And I will work like a domestic help.

By the way, are you always going
to call me “Rutika’s mom”?

What should I call you instead?

Anything that you like.

Call me aunty. Or, you can also
call me by my name directly.

That’s how people address each
other here anyway.

Rutika will kill me if I call you by your name.

Here you go.

Thank you.

What do you feel like calling me?

Can I call you “Aunty”?

You remind me of my own aunt back home.

Every year during Diwali break,
she wake us up post our afternoon nap.

She would make tea for us, and really
get us out of the bed, post a heavy meal.

Me and my cousins would barely manage to
wake up, and we would see her kitchen.

She would stand exactly how you are
standing right now, sipping on tea.

It’s really good!

Thank you.

Do you come from a joint family?

A big one.

We have a huge house in Pune.

However, most people from our
generation have moved out now.

The elders still live there.

Do your parents know about you and Rutika?

Especially since she is pregnant?

Ever since we announced that we were living-in..

My father has not spoken to me even once.

He won’t be able to handle the news
of Rutu being pregnant.

Goodbye. Take Care.

Thank you.

Where is Aashay?

He went back home to make
arrangements for you to rest.

He was really scared after your fall.

He himself is injured too. He called me
and requested me to come.

These are for you.

Shall we leave?

Excuse me..

This is for you.

Thank you.

Here we are.

I’ll get the bags.

Rutu..

Rutu..

Aashay!
-Coming!

Aashay!
-Coming!

What’s wrong, Rutu?

Why are they still here?

Aashay!

I have asked them to stay with us
up until you get better.

That’s absolutely unnecessary.
I can look after myself.

And how could you do this without
checking with me first?

We need their help, Rutu.

I don’t need them.

I need them.

I can’t look after you well
when I am in this state.

And why don’t you let me make
some decisions in this regard?

You don’t know that woman.

She will take control of the entire house.

Look at these..

She has already started with her drama.

What’s the harm in her doing that?

Just remember, we need them.

I need them.

I do.

And it’s a matter of 8-10 days only.

They won’t stay for longer than that anyway.

Rutu, don’t look at her as your mother.

Think of her as domestic help.

Once you too recover,
they won’t be around anyway.

It’s just a deal.

Oh really?

Let’s talk about the terms right away.
- Oh come on..

Rutu.. wait..

Now that Aashay has hired you,
let’s discuss the terms.

You will be paid 250 pounds per day,
combined for the two of you.

You are allowed one day off per week.

You will have to do everything around the house..

Cleaning, dusting, laundry,
lawn mowing - everything.

You cannot watch TV with the volume loud.

You cannot meddle in our personal space.

You cannot go through our stuff
and move things around.

If this works for you, you can continue.
Else, feel free to leave.

We accept all your terms.

But.. we have one condition as well.

All of us should have dinner together everyday.

If this works for you, we can continue.

Else, you are on your own.

Works, done.

How dare she put such conditions?

And why did you agree to them?

She needs us, not the other way round.

I hate the manner in which she spoke to you.

She has no respect for your age.

She has no regard for whom she is speaking to.

I could have slapped her.

Such a rude girl.

I am telling you, I won’t tolerate
you getting insulted ever again.

I will leave this place the moment it happens.

Even if you don’t wish to come with me.

Both of you are so similar.

You lose your handles when you are this angry.

You are the perfect mother-daughter duo.

I’m sorry.

Why don’t you tell her everything?

How will that make any difference?

It’s in the past now.
I don’t want things to get messy again.

Are the two of them sharing a bedroom?

Yes. Is that a problem?

Why would I have a problem!

I don’t care about where they live.

We won’t need them after a week,
and they should be out.

But isn’t it weird for them to do this at their age?

I mean, what if someone asks us about them?

How can we tell people that they live
together but are unmarried?

Why would anyone ask us anything?

Just in case someone asks.

What if our child asks us about them?

We tell our child that those two are
just like your parents.

We live together without being married as well.

It’s a family tradition that our child must continue.

And since when did people’s
opinions start mattering to you?

I had asked you if we should get married
when you got pregnant.

I was worried about what people would say.

You had, in a loud voice that too, told me
that people should mind their own business.

That it’s your life. What’s wrong now?

She is my mother.

Rutu..

Come, I want to show you something.

Where?

Come with me.
- But where?

Just come. Get up.

Is this worth waking me up?

What is it?

Happy?

He can sleep wherever he wants.
It doesn’t matter to me.

Hey, do you need anything?

No no, she got what she wanted.

Ouch.

Wait, I will be right there.

I will get some water.

I’m going back upstairs.
- He just told us to wait.

I’ll get water, give me 2 minutes.

Madhav?

Sorry, sorry!

Do you need anything?

Go back to sleep.

Sorry, sorry.

I wanted to get this. Here, take it.

If you need anything, just press the button.

I will get notified downstairs.

A German woman gave this to me.

We didn’t speak each other’s languages.

But you can get work done without
having to speak.

This is good right?

Holding on to old memories..

A loved one remains upset..

Holding on to old memories..

A loved one remains upset..

During such low moments..

Can either of the two..

During such low moments..

Can either of the two..

Turn the tide around..

For old times sake!

How do we move beyond our ego!

How do we move beyond our ego!

A tiny thorn that pricked a long time ago..

Led to cracks that spread through all our ties..

A tiny thorn that pricked a long time ago..

Led to cracks that spread through all our ties..

Though the pain is momentary..

The heart clings to its memory.

We walk again on the same path..

We walk again on the same path..

Can’t we simply turn around
a corner and start afresh?

How do we move beyond our ego!

How do we move beyond our ego!

Good morning!
- Hey, good morning!

Whose bicycle is this?

That is Rutika’s.

Does it work?

You have to work at it.

Come, let’s go for a quick ride.

No no, both of us have to go.

Come, it will be a quick ride.

Wow.

It’s in good condition.

That helmet is for wearing.

Yes yes, I’m wearing it.

Aashay?

Aashay?

Mom..

Do you want anything?

Do you know where Aashay is?

Madhav just called to inform. Both of them
have gone out for cycling.

What?

Useless.

Such an irresponsible man.

Do you need anything?

Where are you going?
Rutu!

I had confirmed his availability before
taking an appointment for sonography.

How could he forget it and go cycling?

It’s ok.

I’m capable of doing everything by myself.

Rutu..

Rutu..

Wait!

Let me get my purse.

You don’t have to, I will manage.

I’m not asking you, I’m telling you.

I am coming with you.

Let’s get moving!
- Coming!

Why are you playing around?
- You’re doing the same!

Come on, quit joking around.
- Coming, coming..

Good.

Everything is normal now.

Thank you.

Thank her.

This is a result of having your mother for support.

Can I resume work now?

Absolutely.

But do it gradually. Don’t stress yourself.

Ok?
- Thank you.

Take care. All the best!

Be careful.

Uncle, come on.
I have to take Rutu for her sonography.

You can take her later.

I was thinking..

Since we have come all the way here..

Can we quickly visit my site?

Uncle?
- Drinks on me next week.

Uncle?

Come on, work is important.
Drinks can wait.

Come on!

Let’s go.

Morning.

Morning..

Good morning!

Good morning!
- Good morning!

What exactly is going on here?

Polishing.
- Meaning?

You know when you clean old pots
and pans, they tend to gleam?

That’s what I do to old structures
to infuse new life into them.

There should have been an option
to scrub relationships clean too!

I have to take this.
- Go ahead.

George, show me?

Mom, how come you have called earlier today?

Your uncle is unwell again.

He has to be put on dialysis.

Your dad still has to manage everything.

His responsibilities are not getting passed down.

Should I send some money?

Money doesn’t solve all problems.

You left us all alone back here.

But we cannot get rid of our responsibilities.

Do you expect me to fly back to Indian
to help with uncle’s dialysis?

What are you trying to suggest?

I am suggesting nothing.
Just letting you know.

Ok, understood. Wish uncle well from me.

Goodbye.

No matter what I do, I am
always the one in the wrong.

That being said, my parents have taken
all decisions for me till a point.

I wanted to study Mass Communication.

But one of my uncles was a Chartered Accountant.

Since their family was the wealthiest,
their word was considered final.

Unfortunately, I scored well in the exams.

I had to become a Chartered Accountant too.

Then they wanted me to pursue higher studies.

That too, abroad. So, I came here.

Post studies, I took up a job.

I would have never thought about what I
want, had I never met Rutika.

I would have lived life inside a box
that was chalked out by someone else.

I’m sorry.

Why are you saying sorry?

Children aren’t the ones who are always at fault.

Parents go wrong too.

Assume that it’s your dad, who is saying sorry.

It’s impossible for my dad to apologise like this.

You felt bad for me.

My dad would even blame a global war on me.

Look at the time, don’t you have any work?

We should get going.
Come on, fast!

You too?
- I had to bring it up!

Bye, guys!

Yes, I’m absolutely fine.

In fact, I can reach the office in the next 20 minutes.

Ok. See you.

What happened?

I got a call from my office.

I have to go in for some urgent work.

Sure. The doctor has given you permission too.

I’ll be on my way.

Rutu, I will be ready in 5 minutes.

Rutu?

Rutu?

Why is she upset?

And where is she off to?

I thought you had an appointment with the doctor?

I had warned uncle this would happen.

I will freshen up and leave in 5 minutes.

Hold on. I was pulling your leg.

We already paid a visit to the gynaecologist.

Everything is normal as per the sonography.

The doctor has also allowed her to resume her routine.

She is on her way to work.

Thank you.

If not for you, I would have had my insides ripped
out - the way it happened with Shaista Khan.

No no, that was Afzal Khan. Shaista Khan’s
fingers were chopped off.

Madhav!

I was just pointing out the difference
between the two.

There is no difference. She would have
done both things to me.

She would have chopped my fingers first,
then ripped me apart.

Yes, that’s the right sequence too.

I’ll be right back.

What’s wrong with you, Madhav?

What happened?

He is still young. But you should have known better.

How could you lose track of time?

You knew about their appointment, right?

Of course, I knew about it.

But?

Aunty, I’m off to work.

I will see you in the evening.
Bye!

Hold on..

Take this.

By God’s grace, the sonography
reports came out normal.

It tastes amazing.

All the best.

It’s fine, it’s fine.

I’ll be on my way.
- Bye!

Madhav..

I could see the tiny baby, with its
tiny fists in during the scan.

I felt really emotional on seeing that.

It’s truly a wonder of nature.

The baby grows day by day in the womb.

In the process, the woman becomes a mother.

A tiny egg transforms into
a beautiful human being.

A human taking birth.

It’s a beautiful journey.

Hey, are you ok?

Thank you, Madhav.

Are you crazy?
No need to thank me.

Thank you.
Come here.

It really tastes amazing.

Rutu..

Rutu..

Hi.

Where is everyone?

I’m here, right?

Where are uncle and aunty?

As per our agreement, we are allowed
one leave per week.

We will be back by tonight.

Sounds good.

What’s for dinner?

I asked, what’s for dinner?

I asked you something.

What’s wrong, Rutu?

You were excited to meet Uma and
Madhav, the moment you came back.

You didn’t bother to ask me about
my sonography results.

I already know all about it.

Aunty told me in the morning.

She was with you, right?
There’s nothing to worry about.

Oh, really?

So, now that woman is more important
to you than I am.

Didn’t you feel once that you should have
been there too? It’s your child too.

I am useless, yes.

My mom thinks I’m a good-for-nothing son.

And now you think that
I am an irresponsible father.

No matter what I do, I am still useless.

Hi!
- Hi.

Aashay, did Rutika take her medicines?

She must have, I am not sure.

She is self-sufficient.
She can look after herself.

Let me check.

He must have complained like a child
the moment you came back, right?

Why is he being a baby?

I am the one who is pregnant.

I have to manage everything with this belly.

It’s a few moments of fun for the guy.
But we have to deal with the consequences.

The weight adds to the stress.

Your legs swell up. You get mood swings.

Does he care about that?

I only expected him to enquire
about my well-being first.

That aside, he will just tell people
that I’m crazy and useless.

Let him go to hell.

I won’t even give his name to my child.

I just won’t!

What are they talking about?

I’m just a normal guy.

There’s nothing special about me.

You seem so mature.

Rutika is smart, dashing and focused.

Aunty’s command over language.

I don’t have such special skills.

I don’t have big ambitions,
or big goals in life either.

I just want people around me to be happy.

But I can’t seem to make it happen.

Am I doing something really wrong?
- Not at all.

Get rid of this thought.

You are bothered because you love Rutika,
and all your close ones a lot.

And that is your special skill.

For real!

Yes.

Love you.

I’m proud of you.

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

17 ones are 17, 17 twos are thirty-four..

Madhav, what is this?

One of my uncles would make us
recite tables at random.

And he would always ask us to
recite the difficult ones.

Whenever he would visit,
everyone would be really tense.

Since then, I recite tables whenever
things are tense at home.

My wife would always say that..

Conversations around the dining table
should always be pleasant.

Otherwise, the food turns into poison.

We never had meals together at our place.

There was no question of a tense
environment around food.

Uma.. How many is 19 multiplied by 3?

Madhav..

Nope, it’s 57.

Let it be, Madhav. Let’s all eat quietly.

I’m sorry.

I should not have spoken to you in this manner.

You know that I feel insecure without you around.

Why do you do such things?

I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear.

I had mentioned the appointment
to uncle in the morning.

Can I be honest?

I’m really worried.

Can we actually manage raising a child?

What if something happens to Rutu?

I am quite scared.

That’s the reason why
I end up behaving this way.

Rutu, I promise.
I swear to you..

I will be a good and responsible father.

You dropped it.
- Sorry, sorry!

Why are you like this!

What did I do!

You are going to clean this mess.
- Yes.

And clean it well.

I will. But can’t you feed me properly?

Look, you’re spilling the food!

Is it a ritual with you two to feed
everyone sweets?

Madhav!

Aashay..

Aashay, can you check who it is?

Hey..

What’s wrong?

Do you need anything?

Shh!

What’s wrong?
- I think it's burglars.

Are you crazy?

You must have had a bad dream.

No way, I heard them.

Ok, let me handle this. Go back to sleep.

No, I will check.

Wait!

Let me check.

What is this for?

So you can beat them.

Ok. Careful.

Come, let’s check.

There is no one here.

Do you see anyone?

Come out here.

Do you see anyone?

Do you?

Is there someone out here?
There’s no one.

I swear I heard someone.

The burglars were here, I swear.

Oh..

You are right.

They had come.

But then they realised that you live here.

And they figured that you will scold them
for coming in with their muddy feet.

And you would tell them to clean the carpet.

So they ran away.

I’m not that bad, uncle.

Rutika..

I understand that your condition is delicate.

While your body undergoes changes,
the mind is also clouded with thoughts.

You become excessively sensitive.

It’s normal to be scared, or to have such illusions.

I will tell you one thing.

You feel less scared only when you
can trust to rely on someone.

Go on..

I hope you sleep peacefully.

I’m awake and on the lookout here.

Go on, my child..

What happened?

Nothing, go back to sleep.

Oh god.

Hey, why are you up so early?

Are you feeling ok?

Oh, my tea..
- It’s without sugar.

Thank you.

The tea is good.

Oh god..

Are you ok?

These pillows..

They are uncomfortable for the neck.

It's been hurting since I got up.

Oh god..

Is this better?

Hi, good morning.

Morning!

Back already?

I’ll make some tea for you.
- Ok.

Madhav..

I need a lot of groceries.
I will give you a list.

Please get everything.
- Sure.

I will need some dry fruits, a variety of seeds..

If you don’t get them here, let’s
order them from India.

Can you pass that mug to me?

I think I should order an entire ship of goods.

What rubbish!

I’m sure we can pack a lot more native
spices and herbs too.

Good morning!
- Morning!

I’m serving it to you, right?

Good morning. Did you sleep well?

Really well.

Hey double-decker, all ok with you right?

Double-decker, seriously?

We will see when your belly pops out.

Not so easy, I have earned a flat tummy
over many months.

Stop teasing her!

What do you want to have for breakfast?

Aunty, can you make some poha?

I haven’t had poha in many years.

What about when I make them?

I am talking about poha, not the
thing that you make that resemble poha.

Wait till the next time I make them.

Tell him that I can make good poha.

She cooks well, why are you bothering her!

I was thinking..

Since all of us are here,
I wanted to say something.

It’s been over ten days
since we have been here.

Rutika is also feeling fine now.

I guess it’s time for us to leave.

What does that mean?

Where are you going?

We will go back.

As per the terms that we agreed upon,
we were to be here until you felt better.

We were acting as domestic help.
Isn’t that right, Uma?

Why are you suddenly bringing this up?

If you can pay us for the service,
we can take off.

Why are you asking them for money?

Why not?

We have provided a service,
am I right Aashay?

Yes, you are right.

I’m thinking..

Can we continue with this contract for
a few more days?

We have another doctor’s appointment lined up.

We can decide based on what she advises us.

Uma has to agree to this.

It’s her call.

Madhav!

Sure, we will continue to stay.

But I have one condition.

It’s a Sunday, we should
all go out somewhere.

It will be Madhav’s treat.

It will be my pleasure!

Rutu, you will be fine right?

I hope it won’t be too stressful for you.
- No, let’s all go.

The doctor has allowed it, and I will
get some exercise too this way.

That’s great. Let’s go!

I wonder how women walk
in this condition.

I know right!

It’s compared to a buffalo’s horns -
those don’t bother them either.

Oh really?

If it’s uncomfortable for you,
can we just sit for a while?

Are you tired?

Yes, let’s sit for a bit.

We’re sitting here for a bit.

We will be around.

Come, be careful.

Sit here.

Oh my god..
- Are your legs hurting a lot?

Look at this.

Damn, there is swelling on your feet.

This is nothing.

I was on a work trip, when my legs had
swollen up to look like an elephant’s foot.

Why are you laughing?

The way you said this reminded me
of Jyotsna aunty. Remember her?

Her response to anything would be -

“This is nothing!”

I remember too well.

I had once told her to make ginger tea for dad.

She told me, “This is nothing. Your uncle’s
friend has tea with ginger and garlic. ”

Garlic, seriously?

Who puts garlic in their tea!

Hang on, have some water.

Give me..
- Here you go.

Good.

Rutu..

You’re going to raise a child together.

Why don’t you inform Aashay’s family about it?

Have you met his parents?

Once.

But I didn’t get along with them.

They asked too many questions in the
first meeting itself.

They didn’t bother to know me better.

Instead, they were interested in my family,
my ancestors, details from my past life.

I told them upfront.

This is who I am. I don’t have a family.
I’m self-sufficient.

They can make whatever they want
out of it.

I left the place.

They keep calling Aashay to ask
if we are planning to get married.

What’s wrong if they ask about it?

It’s natural for them to want their
child to get married and settle down.

They are bound to ask questions.

I hate it when you think in extremes.

You are unaware of people’s feelings.

Learn to let go of the past.

You are building a family with their son,
you should inform them.

Where is your phone, let me call them.

What should I tell them?

That I had no contact with my mom
for the last six years.

That we didn’t even see each for so long.

Or should I tell them that you didn’t take my
dad to the hospital during his final days?

It was your father’s decision to not
undergo any further treatment.

He told me that he can bear with
anything but the treatment.

He begged me to stop it. Made
me swear on your name.

Did you think I was having fun
watching him in pain?

You did not want to feel weighed
down by anything.

You pushed me away.
- You left me alone.

I called you a thousand times,
wrote emails. You never responded!

One fine day, I couldn’t even reach you
on your phone.

I had no way to tell where you were,
if you were ok.

I told myself that if you were disconnected
from me, it meant you were happy.

I stopped looking for you.

That worked out well for you.

You could easily hide your mistakes.

Dad passed away. I had left too.

You were free to sleep around
with that other man.

Rutu!

I’m going to clear it once and for all.

Listen carefully.

I never loved your father.

But I never failed to be a dutiful wife.

I found out later, that the woman he loved
was much older than he was.

His family opposed their marriage.

He married me only because his family
forced him to.

The woman he loved passed away
from an illness.

The day I had made up my mind
to walk out of the marriage..

He came to me with a tiny baby.

He told me that from now on,
this was my daughter.

She was the daughter he had
with the other woman.

You are that child, Rutu.

And she is telling me that I sleep
with other men.

You don’t understand anything beyond
physical relationships.

Animals are better than you.

This girl, who has always been
concerned only about herself..

How will she understand the value
of accepting someone as their own?

If you think you aren’t answerable to anybody..

That’s just how lonely you are in life.

These kids don’t want to accept that
their parents too had a past.

That they too were young once, or
that they too had their own needs.

This man that you are cursing..

Do you even know what all
he has done for me?

You went back to your hostel after
your father passed away.

I was all alone.

There was a strange emptiness to life.

I went on an archaeology trip with a friend
around that time.

That’s where I met Madhav.

I don’t know how he sensed it..

But one day, I got a letter from him.

He wrote, “It’s an insult to life if we
kill ourselves little by little everyday. ”

“You are a good person. But there are many
more good deeds that you can still do. ”

“Remember this. ”

For the first time ever, someone made
my existence feel valued.

I felt like living again.

We met after that.

Madhav soon became a part of my life.

When your father handed you
over to me..

You had held my finger tight with
your tiny fingers.

I couldn’t make you let go.

I couldn’t abandon you.

Anyway..

I have done my job as a parent.

I have raised my child.

She can figure out everything else henceforth.

She is lying.

She is lying just to bother me.

I know it.

Aashay, she is lying.

She is lying about this.

Just to bother me.

But she never tells lies.

I swear. She has always spoken the truth.

Is she telling the truth?
I am her daughter, right?

She didn’t abandon me.
I felt she abandoned me.

But that was not the case.

No one tried to understand her side.

I didn’t understand her either.

I misunderstood her.

I’m sorry!

I had no idea!

I’m her daughter, right?

How does it matter that she isn’t
my birth mother?

She mentioned how I held her finger tight.

I am her daughter! Why did she say that?

I don’t care what anyone tells me,
I am her daughter.

I’m the daughter of Uma Rajadhyaksha.

Yes, Rutu..

Rutu!

Mom!

Rutu!

Aashay, can you hand me your phone?

My phone is low on battery.

Here you go.
- Can you unlock it?

Yes, thank you.

Hello, Aashay’s mom!

I’m Aashay’s friend, Madhav Tambe.

Hello.

Can you also get Aashay’s father
on the call, please?

Please, stop!

Sure, let me call him.

Listen..

Listen..
- What is it?

It’s Aashay..

Some stranger has called
using Aashay’s phone.

What is his name?
- Will you just speak to him?

Hello, Aashay’s father.

I’m Madhav Tambe. I’m Aashay’s friend.

Where is Aashay, is he alright?

Don’t worry..

Aashay is fine.

Technically, there is something up with him.

Meaning?

Aashay is now the father of a baby boy.

What are you saying? I don’t understand him.

Where is Aashay? Can you pass the
phone to him?

Aashay is right here.

But I want to speak to you first.

You already know that Aashay and Rutika
have been in a live-in relationship.

It was not acceptable to Rutika’s mother
and me at all!

I told them that this doesn’t fit
in our culture.

You’re right.

Exactly.

I told them this is unacceptable.

So, I took them to a church and got them married.

They got married?

In a church?

Yes! I got them married.

Did Aashay tell you anything?

He didn’t tell us anything about it.

Exactly.

When I confronted him about it..

He told me that he refuses to acknowledge this
wedding since his parents were not present for it.

I thought that was quite silly of him!

I told him he is not a child anymore
to constantly want his parents around.

I told him that as his elders, they
will have the maturity to understand.

Am I right?

No.. I mean, yes.

Exactly!

But he just wouldn’t listen to me.

I told him I disagree.

For us, they were already married.

.. And free to do whatever they wanted.

And then, of course.

They did it.

And Rutika was pregnant.

Today, she delivered a sweet little boy.

Wait, I will show you the baby.

Come with me.

Take a look.

Ashu..

Here you go.

Ashu..

Mom.. dad..

Everything that Madhav uncle told you is a lie.

Uncle, please..

We never got married. Not in a church,
neither in the court.

But, it was our collective decision to
live in and also have a child together.

Uncle, please. Let me speak the truth today.

I must take up this responsibility.

My child should not feel that his
father was a coward.

Mom and dad..

We may have made some mistakes
in taking some decisions in life.

But we are ready to accept the mistakes
and also deal with the repercussions.

We are learning by looking after, and
supporting each other.

While this was happening.

It pained me to not be able to tell
anything to you guys.

Everything was going well.

Yet, I felt guilty about hiding
everything from you.

I’m sorry, mom and dad.

Ashu..

Whatever has happened is in the past.

Let it go.

Both of you should come here soon.

We are eagerly waiting for you two.

Ashu..

How is Rutika?

Was it a normal delivery or a cesarean?

You can speak to her.

How are you, my child?

I’m good.

It was a normal delivery.

Mom..

We are planning to get married

We will do it back home,
with all of you present.

Pass me the phone.

Hello!

I’m Uma, Rutika’s mother.

Hello!

Don’t worry about the kids.

We are here with them.

We should meet and catch up soon.

Yes!

Uncle..
- I would love to meet you.

We’re at peace knowing
you are with the kids.

Ok, I’m hanging up now.

Yes.. bye!

I will be back.

Where are you going?

What do you mean?

You are a grandma now.

We should celebrate.

I will get something sweet to eat.

Meanwhile, can you offer some sugar
to our gods?

Also..

Don’t worry about what people will say.

I will tell everyone..

I have a grandson now.

We must capture this moment.

I’m taking a selfie.

Ready?

Smile!