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-Hi, Auntie. -Hi, Junaid.

Sorry if I woke you up.

No problem. I wake up early.

Oh, good.

Is Gust with you?

Auntie, Agastya is…

I just wanted to wish him.

I tried calling him last night, but his phone was switched off. So…

He's sleeping inside, Auntie.

We were up till late. I just got back from the market.

-Should I wake him up? -No, let him sleep.

Just tell him to call me when he wakes up.

-Okay, Auntie. -Okay.

-See you in the evening. -I'll see you. Bye.

Bye.

The number you are trying to call is currently busy.

Please try again later.

Shit!

Guys, code red. This idiot has disappeared on his birthday.

I tried calling him, but his phone is switched off.

Vinita auntie had called me. I said, he's in my house, sleeping.

Does anyone know where he is?

Guys, I'll drop a casual message on the college WhatsApp group.

"The miser has disappeared to avoid giving us a birthday treat."

I've spoken with everyone. No one knows where he is.

I'll go to college and find out.

If you have any information, let us know.

We'll treat them to schezwan noodles in the college canteen.

Guys, Vinita auntie is calling again.

What should we do?

No one has seen him.

I think he has run off to the mountains to be alone on his birthday.

Those popular wanderlust reels must've influenced him.

-LV… -Guys, this is unlike him.

-I think I should call Vini. -No way.

He might be in trouble. -Hi.

-She'll be able to help. -She'll get worried.

Do you have a better plan?

-Let's wait. -Guys, stop for a second.

Hi, I'm Rohit.

Agastya's friend.

Bloody snake! He's making new friends already!

-Keep quiet, LV. -Let him speak.

Sorry, you were saying something.

I tracked his last location.

-What?! -Where?

Chandni Nagar Police Station.

-Hurry up, let's go. -I think we--

Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back.

Can I also--

If he's in jail for a legit reason, how will we get him out?

How the hell do I know, man?

It's my first time at a police station too.

We'll find a way.

Yeah.

-Annie… -Yeah?

Your friend.

Oh, please.

Your friend. Bosata madam.

-Yes. -Oh shit!

Shit! Let's go.

Hello, ma'am.

-I'm so glad to see you. -Who are you?

Ma'am, I'm Annie.

You had come to our terrace in Mukherjee Nagar.

Ma'am, do you recognize him?

He had spat on you.

-Sorry, ma'am. -We'd apologized to you.

Right. His father had come and thrashed him.

Ma'am, all thanks to you,

we've all changed for the better.

Not just us, everyone in the hostel has.

He has become very serious about his studies.

-Isn't it, guys? -We've stopped partying, madam.

All of you are here just to tell me this?

You could've just posted about it online.

If you'd mentioned my name, I'd become popular too.

Sure, ma'am, we'll post stories--

Reels are popular nowadays. Make a reel.

It'll make me popular.

-Sure, ma'am. We will, won't we? -Of course.

I'm not on social media. I don't agree with these terms and conditions.

-Junaid! -Junaid!

Ma'am, we have a problem.

What is it now?

Ma'am, please help us.

Ma'am, I think our friend came here by mistake last night.

No one comes here by mistake. They make mistakes, then land up here.

Ma'am, if you could please check. Please.

Mahinder.

-Yes, ma'am? -Get the register.

-Yes, ma'am. -Thank you so much, ma'am.

-Sit down. -Thank you, ma'am.

I didn't ask you to sit. Why are you sitting?

-Sorry, sorry. -I asked the girls to sit.

Sorry, ma'am.

-What is his name? -Agastya.

Oh, it's the same guy…

who pushed me to the ground yesterday.

Madam, he got into a fight with me.

-Same guy? -Yes.

What's his surname?

Ma'am, he doesn't have a surname.

What's his father's name?

Ma'am, he doesn't have a father.

Oh, so he doesn't have a father.

That's why he picked a fight with a cop over booze in a liquor den.

Please don't speak like this, sir.

So what if his dad isn't there? His mom is.

Annie, chill.

-And Vini is-- -I know, I know.

Just chill.

Ma'am, I promise you, this will never happen again.

Ma'am, it's a request. Please let him go.

It's his birthday today.

His mom is waiting for him.

-Please… -Please, ma'am.

What's with all this drama?

Is this a play going on?

-Vishal… -Yes, madam?

What do you have to say about this?

Well, what can I say…

Boys nowadays…

one night in jail should teach them a lesson.

Yes. It will.

Thank you, sir.

Gust…

Junaid!

Happy birthday, Gust.

I'm sorry, bro.

-It's okay. -You idiot…

everyone has contributed.

You can't enjoy the reunion alone.

Happy birthday, love.

-Careful, bro. -The cop thrashed me.

They beat you up pretty badly, didn’t they?

Bosata.

Thank you, ma'am.

I'm sorry, this won't happen again.

Maa Kasam.

-Hello, Mom. -Hi.

Are you free?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, I…

I couldn't speak to you earlier today or

even last night. My phone died.

It's okay. No problem.

How are you?

I'm fine.

So, what did you do?

Nothing much. The usual.

Was with friends…

chilling.

Anyway, I'll see you later, Mom.

-I'll see you, bye. -Bye.

-Done. -Show me.

Done?

The bruise isn't visible.

And makeup?

Is the makeup visible?

-Yes. -The makeup is visible, bro.

Why don't you tell her the truth?

Are you crazy? I can't tell her.

She'll get all tensed.

So?

What do we do now?

I don't know, man.

I can't show her this face.

I have an idea.

Hi, Sadhana.

-Hi. -Hello…

Wow, the place looks so nice.

-Hi. -Hi, Vini.

-How are you? -I'm good.

Wow!

-Hi, amazing decoration. -Hi.

-Thank you. -Too good.

-Hi, Auntie. -Hi.

Wow, what does this look like?

And makeup?

-This is cosmic makeup therapy. -Okay.

To celebrate positivity and physical and mental well-being.

-Okay. -And since it's Gust's 20th birthday,

we thought of gifting him positivity and strength.

So no gifts?

-No, no, we've brought gifts. -Gust's bag.

-What! -Naughty boy.

It was a last-minute plan.

Come in, Gust.

-Sure. -Let's go. Come.

It's cool.

Happy birthday, Gust.

Big boy.

Did you put up all these decorations?

Mostly. Sadhana also helped.

You like it?

I love it.

Thank you.

Guys, there's food for everyone, okay.

I've kept the beer in the refrigerator. Two only.

-Sweet. Thank you. -Leave one for me, guys.

Not more than two.

Mom…

I'm sorry I overreacted.

I…

shouldn't have sent that email.

I'm really sorry.

I messed up big time. I don't know what I was thinking.

You can give me any punishment you like. I'm ready for it.

You will get punished.

What you did was terrible, Gust.

But…

not today.

I understand, Mom. My actions cannot be justified.

I just want you to find your perfect partner.

And you're happy forever.

In fact, I should've been more patient

in trying to make you understand that

it's only through my algorithm that you'll find your perfect partner.

And I'm not saying Abhimanyu is a bad guy.

No.

I really need to apologize to him for my doing.

Mom, all I'm saying is,

Ira ma'am and I have finally cracked the algorithm.

Just give me one last chance,

I'll find you your perfect partner.

-I will find a-- -No one will go to the bar!

No hard drinks for anyone.

Come on, let's have this and…

Oh, I'd kept it there. Yeah.

-Has anyone eaten the pizza? -Thank you, Auntie.

Come on, the party has just started.

Oh, my God!

Guys, meet my girlfriend.

-Hi. -Come.

-He looks so cute in this. -Just like you, Grandma.

Great.

You're all grown up now.

Madam.

Why isn't Abhimanyu sir here yet?

I didn't invite him.

Why would he be here?

This is my party.

You want something? Bread?

-No, no… -You sure?

Yes.

I'm at Agastya's house.

Yes.

Come on, Mom.

No…

No, I'm not drunk.

I've just had one drink. I'm with friends, Mom.

-Hi. -I'll call you back later.

Bye.

-Why don't you sit? -No, I'm fine.

I want to tell you something.

Sure.

I know, things have been weird earlier.

I took a long time…

but honestly,

now I'm ready.

Manjari, if you…

If you still like me…

Will you be my girlfriend, Manjari?

What?

Guys.

Junaid!

Oh, my God!

Okay, okay.

What's happening?

Junaid, you have a face!

-Stop it, guys. -What?

Bro…

-My favorite… -Stop it.

Guys, guys!

What are you doing, man?

What's happening? Are you guys dating?

You guys just kissed!

Softly.

-Yes, yes, yes, we're dating. -You have a jawline, man!

-Let's go in. -Oh, my God!

Guys, we have to cut the cake before midnight.

-Come on. -The cake…

-Wow! Nice cake, Auntie. -Thank you.

Alright…

-Happy birthday to you -Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday, dear Gust -Happy birthday, dear Gust

-Happy birthday to you -Happy birthday to you

Come on!

Be careful.

Guys!

Oh, my God, who'll clean this mess now?

We'll clean up, Auntie.

-It's his birthday after all. -Sorry, Auntie.

Sorry, it's muscle memory…

Come on, it's your birthday.

How much more cake will you feed him?

One second, I need to go to the washroom.

Excuse me.

What's happened to your face?

What?

What happened to your face?

What is this mark?

-It's nothing. -What is this mark?

Why are you going on and on?

Will you tell me what happened?

It's nothing, Mom. I fell down in college.

I'm fine now. Please.

-Fell down? -How did you fall down?

Oh, come on! I just fell. That's it!

Is everything okay?

Everything under control?

Yeah, Papa.

I'll handle it.

Okay, let's go in.

Let's get something to eat.

Come, guys. Come.

Gust, I know you're lying.

Will you please tell me the truth?

Last night I went to a bar…

I just wanted a drink.

There was a cop there, and we got into a fight.

-Fight? -I was in jail last night.

In short.

Ma, please don't overreact now.

I'm sorry, I didn't tell you because

I wanted to protect your feelings.

Ma.

Mom…

Mom, please not again. Mom!

Ma, please say something.

Hit me, slap me, cuss at me, get angry…

but this silent treatment is killing me, Ma.

Because this is not you.

Mom.

What do you want me to say?

That I'm questioning all my life choices right now?

Have I even done anything right as a mother?

Mom, please don't say that.

Ask your friends,

do their parents too, give them so much freedom.

It's my fault,

I thought we'd laugh, fall, rise,

understand, and grow together.

You know… for me, more important than a career, companionship, and love

is that you become an independent, responsible adult.

And what did you do?

On your birthday eve…

You ended up in jail!

Please, Mom.

You fought with me, sent those emails, bar, police…

You don't even realize what you're doing.

You didn't lie to me to protect me.

You lied because you didn't want to be proven wrong.

Your math, your ego,

your algorithm, theorems…

don't allow you to realize that you could be wrong.

You failed me, Agastya.

I'm exhausted.

Clean this mess and keep the dustbin outside in the morning.

Agastya, if you're reading this,

it probably means you have finally turned 20.

Happy birthday.

Remember, I'd told you…

"Our algorithm works because I've already tested it?"

I've sent the photos of the two people I tested it on.

Have you seen it?

Wow, we look good together.

AI, math, data tech, and all the other tools say

that we are a perfect match.

I mean, we have a 99% score.

But we aren't together.

Why is that?

Is it our timing or is it something else?

Like an X Factor.

I tested this on two other people.

And on paper, their criteria match only 64%.

The boy is a Kashmiri Pandit.

The girl is a Kashmiri Muslim.

Major societal pressures.

They eloped and got married.

Huge age difference.

But they still live happily ever after.

Maybe because of that X Factor.

And Agastya, I don't know a more perfect couple than that.

My parents.

We thought neural networks, transfer learning, and

complex optimization could tell us who our perfect partner is.

We apply the formula, give our criteria…

someone who has "x" bank balance,

someone whose political views align with mine,

someone who likes to travel, just like me.

Not realizing, it's our formula that is faulty…

it has the X Factor missing.

The X Factor that decides everything.

It just simply isn't about what the heart wants.

It's the X Factor…

that makes the heart beat.

I was wrong, Agastya.

Math can help us swipe right.

But these feelings…

these feelings are beyond me now.

I'll be back from Harvard in six months.

I'd love for us to explore an algorithm that

might be able to take these feelings into account.

I will have a chicken risotto

and no mushrooms, please.

A cappuccino for me.

-Okay, thank you. -Thank you.

Did you have a showing today?

Nice.

I've got the geyser repaired.

Good.

Please, Mom.

Ground me for longer, cancel my allowance,

but please talk to me.

I know what I did was wrong… I'm sorry.

I've forgiven you, Gust.

But…

I'm only human.

It'll take time for things to go back to normal.

We'll both learn from our mistakes and…

this time, we'll do better.

Equality in adulting.

Because, at the end of the day,

each other is all we have.

Well, I highly doubt that.

Well…

-Hi. -Abhi, you?

Yes.

-What? -I called him.

What's going on?

You broke up with him because of my math, my arrogance, and my ego.

I'm an idiot, Mom. You aren't.

You told him?

-No, Sadhana did. -Sadhana?

She didn't do it willingly, so please don't fire her.

-It's a request. -He came to apologize, and

he meant every word of it.

Mom, please hear me out.

I'm sorry.

I know I've committed a mistake, and I've always been wrong.

Because I was operating out of my stubbornness,

I didn't realize

where you'd find real happiness.

He's perfect for you.

It's not because of some algorithm

but because you feel this.

And I've realized that's all that matters.

The decision is yours, Mom.

I've ordered chicken risotto…

will you share it with me?

Yes!

You're still grounded.

For as long as you want.

Then I'm moving out.

Moving out?

You should focus on your own life now.

But where will you stay?

I'll stay with Junaid for the time being.

Then we'll see…

The risotto isn't here yet.

How will you share it?

I'll go check on the risotto.

Both of you can chill.

Proud of you.

Ma'am, we'd ordered a risotto…

Okay, sir. I'll check.

Nice place, isn't it?

-Yes. -How come we never came here?

You ordered a risotto?

Chicken.

No mushroom, obviously.

Your decision is important to me.

I love you, but…

I will respect if you…

Us-- I…

Vini, I get it.

Okay.

And I was obviously hurt when we broke up.

Yeah.

But the thing is…

I love you.

Also, the Singapore tickets' refund will expire soon.

So you can make up for it by making sure

that does not happen.

I see, Shark.

Some things never change.

I'm glad.

I missed you.

I missed you more.

Actually, it's the restaurant furniture's fault.

Yes.

So cheesy.

-So good to be back. -I know.

-Hello? -Hi, Agastya?

Who's this?

This is your dad.