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Site plans, deed, NOC, financial records, it's all here.

Just look at the pictures of the property.

See…

A view of Nanda Devi from the garden,

apple and peach orchards on the property.

Mr. Jai.

I just love what you've done for the Raos in Banjara Hills!

It's so beautiful.

Trust me, Mr. Mehta,

you won't find a better location than this!

I agree.

Consider this sale final.

Fantastic.

Shall we wrap up the paperwork next week?

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Sir is relocating to Georgia.

That's why he's eager to close the deal.

Otherwise, this place is worth at least double this price.

- I'll fix a date with the registrar soon. - Yeah, thank you.

- Ask him. - Excuse me…

will you design our house?

You know the land so well.

- We'd love to have a Jai Agarwal-- - I'm sorry, I…

I don't design homes anymore.

Is this a Diwali gift for your wife?

No, it's for my Grandma.

So, sir, would you like it gift-wrapped?

Yes, please.

Can you ship this to Lucknow?

Sure, sir.

Did you book your tickets?

- Yeah, I leave for Georgia in two weeks. - Oh…

you're still going to Georgia?

What do you mean?

No. Nothing.

Did you try hydro-therapy, Brother?

I sent you all the details?

You must try it, brother.

I've heard hydro-therapy relaxes the body,

lifts the spirit. Hydro-therapy can…

Mom's calling. I'll just add her here.

- No, no… - Hello.

- Sana!? I've been-- - Sana! Sweetheart…

- Sana! Where'd she go? - She's gone?!

I haven't spoken to this girl in four months!

Must be a network problem.

She's in Ladakh, not Antarctica!

Jai, my Son, how are you?

I'm okay. How are you?

Excuse me, sir.

Sir, you're not allowed to sit here.

Actually, I'm not okay

Grandma keeps asking me what your plan is.

Sana's being flaky as usual.

I really hope you're coming to Lucknow for Diwali.

I told you I can't come.

But we're all meeting after so long!

Your uncle and aunt have come in from Jaipur,

Sid is also here from the US.

Son, you haven't met anyone in two years.

Mom, please try to understand.

- Sir… - Son, but…

You're not allowed to sit here either.

Don't worry, Son. I understand.

If I had a choice, I would also avoid your family!

Fine! Don't come if you don't want to.

But tell this to your grandma yourself!

Sir, your grandma's address.

Yes?

Have you booked your tickets to Lucknow for Diwali?

I just told you I can't go to Lucknow.

Brother…

I'm leaving in two weeks. I have to finish packing.

Brother, I got married!

You what!?

I got married.

I want an explanation, not a translation.

- Brother… - What do you mean you got married? When?

Two months ago.

To whom?

Karam.

Who's Karam?!

My husband.

- Brother… - Stop saying "Brother"…

Does mom know?

No one knows…

which is why you have to come to Lucknow.

- Oh no way! - No way?

What does "No way" mean?!

This is your problem, Sana.

But you obviously have to help me!

Please, spare me.

- I have tied a rakhi to you! - Sana…!

Brother! It's your duty to protect me!

- Sister-in-law would've - Oh, God.

definitely come to Lucknow.

Sana, this is your problem!

I'm not getting involved. And I'm definitely not coming to Lucknow!

Brother…

Message for grandma, sir.

Happy Diwali, sir.

There's a difference between a sparkler and dandiya sticks.

You're like an excited child on Diwali.

Is that my portrait you're making?

Make my nose a little smaller, please.

No matter what I do, your nose will still be big.

Show me!

Binsar House?

The land is so beautiful, Tara.

It's got such a fabulous view of Nanda Devi.

I've designed the house such that we can watch the sunrise from the bedroom

and sunset from the study room.

Can we watch the sunset from the bedroom?

More romantic, right?

And you can enjoy the sunrise from your study room,

I'll never wake up that early.

Done.

This feels too good to be true!

You're too good to be true.

No!

Sister-in-law would've definitely come.

You don't do a single job right.

What are these multicolored lights you've put up, Shantaram?

But, ma'am, I…

I don't know how…

I want simple, small lights.

Like we put up every Diwali.

Replace these.

Grandma!

Jai!

I knew you'd come.

I've set up the guest room for you.

Sana can stay with me.

Do one thing. Let Sana have the guest room.

I want to stay with you.

Okay!

- Shantaram! - Yes… ma'am.

Let's go. We'll need more mattresses from the storeroom.

Yes.

Where is everyone else?

Thirteen cards of the same suit,

but all we need is one King!

Show, brother-in-law?

Brother-in-law! Why do you even play with Rishab?

Honestly, Ajay.

Have you won a single hand against Rishab?

- Nope. Because dad cheats. - Yes.

You little brat,

this is how I pay for your American college fee.

Is that right, Uncle Shakuni?

- Hey, Jai! - Mister Jai!

- How are you? - Carrying on.

- And you? - Carrying on.

I told you to act normal.

- Why do you get so emotional? - What do you mean?

What's with the jacket?

You going for an interview?

- Auntie… - Jai.

How are you?

- I'll go freshen up. - Yeah.

He looks so frail.

Why were you lecturing me?

Meera.

Meera wants to become a music composer when she grows up.

Music composer on Broadway.

But first, Berklee School of Music.

Because it's the best.

Impressive plan!

What are your plans?

You've been stuck in college for seven years.

You make it sound like I'm failing.

First it was Art History, then Philosophy, and then…

What's it called? Ants, Ants…

- Anthropology. - Anthropology!

What a thing to study!

I'm trying to find my passion, Dad.

Try to find a job, Son.

Who is she?

She's the neighbor's daughter.

Her mother's in the U.S. for a while.

So she's here for a few days.

And her father?

He's no more.

- Shantaram! - Yes, ma'am.

The water has run out again.

- Call for a water tanker immediately. - Okay.

What's wrong with the pump, Mom?

Something is always going wrong.

If not the pump, it's the geyser… or the inverter.

So frustrating.

It's tough running a house this big!

I don't want ghee!

Don't talk nonsense.

You're right. It must get tiring managing everything alone…

Some ghee, please, Mommy!

Sweet lentil, a hint of sour mangoes,

a spoonful of ghee…

perfect kitchen alchemy!

What's wrong?

When is Sana reaching?

How would I know?

She never tells me anything.

Jai, did she say something to you?

Oh, I forgot to serve the popadums.

I'll get them.

Why don't we ever have popadums at our home?

The stairs in your house are too steep. How will mother climb them?

She can stay in the room downstairs.

But that flush doesn't work.

- The stairs are also not proper up here. - We could've fix--

Listen…

First fix your house!

It's easier to fix her knees than my house.

- Son-in-law. - Yes, Mother.

Why do I get the feeling

that my children are conspiring against me?

Next time, I'll set the stage,

and you land the message!

- I can't talk about selling the house. - What?

Are we talking about selling the house?

Forget about that!

First, stop being so scared.

You both act like chickens in front of her.

Please, that's not true.

- It is. - Okay, never mind.

This one?

Mehtas.

Mehtas.

- Thank you. - And this?

Mishras.

And this?

D.K. Prasad.

This came from D.K. Prasad!

Oh… then…

R.K. Prasad.

- R.K. Prasad! - R.K. Prasad!

- And this? - M.M. Mukherjee.

But, Mommy, didn't Mukherjee uncle

move in with his son in Bangalore?

That's right…

Guptas.

Gupta. Okay.

I must say, Mr. Mukherjee was wise

to move in with his son.

Why deal with the hassle of running a house?

I believe…

People should relax in their old age.

Go for walks, listen to music, play bridge.

You get what I'm trying to say?

Mommy, Rishab is trying to say that…

What is he trying to say?

Tea.

So, mister Jai,

when are you moving to America?

He's moving to Georgia.

Isn't Georgia in America?

Georgia is a country…

- near Azerbaijan. - What?

Why would you want to move there?

Mamta.

I've told you a dozen times.

Always serve pickles with crackers.

I'll get it.

Pickle? Pickle?

Thank you.

Are you avoiding your family?

No. Why would I avoid them?

Maybe because you're

hiding something from them.

About Sana.

How do you know?

I know everything that goes on here.

Really?

What else do you know?

That…

your wife died two years ago.

Everyone knows that.

Yes. But I also know

that your family believes you need to move on.

I have moved on.

I also know…

that your family wants to set you up with Mr. Mathur's daughter.

But I think that's a bad idea.

I mean… she's beautiful,

but she's kind of dull.

To get you out of this "Sad Romeo" phase,

you need someone cool.

Do you always share your opinion on everything?

I know I'm a little outspoken…

Fine.

I'll just shut up.

You're not a little outspoken.

You're very… cool.

So tell me.

Where do you get your intel from?

What are your sources?

These are mostly turned off.

Everyone thinks I'm listening to music.

And let me be.

What?

Yeah… I mean, seriously.

All I do is…

That's all I do.

And they assume I'm lost in my music and can't hear a thing.

But I'm listening to everything.

That's how…

I found out about my dad's cancer.

I'm sorry about your dad.

I'm sorry about your wife.

Sana.

Brace yourself. The drama starts now.

My darling!

We thought you weren't coming.

How's it possible

that grandma calls and princess Sana doesn't come?

You should've shared your flight details,

Jai could've gotten you from the airport.

It's okay. I…

But where is your luggage?

The airline lost it, right?!

That's such a nuisance these days.

Last week, when I flew to Bangalore,

the airline lost my suitcase.

I was wearing the same underwear for three days!

Gross, Dad!

What "Gross!"

Where's hubby?

My bags are outside.

Mamta, just get her bags in.

No, no, the bags can wait.

What do you mean?! This is why your stuff gets lost!

It's with my friend.

- What friend? - Here, have a sweet.

Sana has a new boyfriend?!

- New boyfriend? - No!

What happened to the last one?

What was his name? That one…

Oh… Varun!

Hello.

Anirudh! Varun was the one before him.

- They think it's a boyfriend. - Shut up.

- You're going to tell them? - This is not helpful.

- What do you mean? - This is not helpful at all!

You have to tell them.

- I am trying. I'm trying to tell them! - Should I just tell them?

They're not listening. You have to stop.

They think it's Varun!

You're supposed to help me!

- I am helping. - You're not helping me!

- But you have to tell them! - You're not helping me!

Why are you making the poor fellow wait outside?

Correct.

Sid, bring him in.

Sid, bring him inside.

What's your boyfriend's name?

Karam.

How do you know?

He's not my boyfriend.

Oh, thank God!

- I couldn't bear another… Varun! - Varun!

Varun!

He's my husband!

I got married.

Alright! First, tell us all about your Ladakh trip!

Ajay.

- Didn't you hear? - Hear what?

She got married.

Oh wow! Who got married?

I love your family.

And you knew about this?

So… that's your husband standing outside.

- Let's go welcome him… - Mamta!

Married.

How can you just--

- Sana Agarwal… - Mom! One second!

Come with me, you two! Come here. Come with me.

Just come outside with me!

Come on. Let's go.

I need to talk to the two of you. Please!

Leave!

Mom, you have to calm down!

Calm down?

Our daughter married some stranger!

No introductions, not a word, nothing!

She just went and got married.

And I should calm down?!

But Mom…

And you knew.

Who else knew?

Ajay? Did you also know?

What's done is done.

Getting angry won't change anything!

- Oh, so what should I do? Celebrate?! - Yes!

Because Sana is happy.

You've completely lost your mind.

- And I'll deal with Sana now! - Mommy!

If you don't act sensibly right now

and Sana leaves…

you may lose her forever.

Is that what you want?

I know.

So then don't.

I suggest, you go back in there

and calmly welcome your son-in-law.

Please.

Dad.

- Don't be negative. - What if I don't like him?

- You will. - How do you know?

Mom! Dad!

This is Karam.

But he's a Sikh.

Hi, I'm Jai.

It's good to meet you.

I've heard a lot about all of you.

I wish we could say the same for you.

- Karam? - Yes.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Preeti. Sana's Aunt. - Hello.

- Come, have a seat. - Yes.

- Sana. - I'll just…

I'll manage.

No, no.

- Jai, make place for him. - Sit. Sit.

You all must be pretty shocked.

I told Sana to tell you,

but you know her.

She doesn't listen to anyone.

Actually, she wanted to tell you about

my divorce in person.

Are you divorced?

I was just going to tell them.

Actually…

Karam's first marriage was a rushed mess.

And Karam's first wife…

was a little immature.

And so he married you?

I'm assuming you don't know about Anya either?

Do you have one more wife?!

No. Anya is my daughter.

And now mine too!

Isn't that exciting?!

I didn't know that!

I had no idea.

Mom!

- Mom… - Sister!

Can you please stop overreacting?!

- Excuse me! - Hey--

Do you have to be so melodramatic?!

- Sana… - You have turned us into a joke!

Why are you doing this to us?!

- You have a daughter? - What did I do to you?!

Are you serious?!

Absolutely!

Sana, I always knew you were irresponsible,

but I never thought you'd be this selfish!

- Where is she now? - How am I being selfish?!

You're always nagging me, "Get married! Get married! Get married!"

Just because I married a man of my choice, you have a problem!

I don't have a problem with your choice.

I have a problem with you not telling us!

Really?

If I'd told you I wanted to marry a divorcee who has a daughter,

would you have let me?!

- Of course, I'd let you! - Sister?

Really?!

If you had come to me and said,

"Momma, I'm in love with a man, and I want to marry him",

I would have been nothing but happy for you!

Then just be happy now, Momma?

Everyone…

Your attention, please.

This is Anya.

Biscuit…

or a cracker?

Pickle?

We're going to get along just fine.

Come, let's go get some pickle for you.

Come with me.

What's done is done.

We should now just…

accept it.

Am I such a bad mother?

She got married without telling me.

Amrita, this is Sana we're talking about.

As a kid, when everyone wanted cats and dogs,

Sana wanted a pet frog.

"Hoppy!"

And remember when she insisted on eating only white food for a year?

Yeah… and the green-hair phase.

Yuck!

She's always done things differently.

It's not about you, Amu.

A good night's sleep. Let's deal with everything tomorrow.

Hope this music isn't bothering you.

I can turn it off.

No. It's okay.

After your grandpa passed,

I used to feel anxious sleeping alone.

So I started sleeping with the music on.

Now it's become a habit.

Jai?

Yes?

Are you okay, Son?

Yes.

Can't sleep?

Remember, during COVID, I'd listen to that podcast to fall asleep.

"Now, close your eyes and…

stop thinking, stop thinking, stop thinking!"

But it actually worked.

You always had such cold feet.

I miss you so much.

Stop thinking, stop thinking…

stop thinking.

- You smoke? - The hell…

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

When I miss my dad, I can't sleep.

What are you listening to?

A piece I composed.

Really?

It's for our school play.

Wow!

You wanna hear it?

Sure.

It's incomplete, but still…

Okay.

That's very, very good.

Thank you!

So, this play of yours…

is it an original story?

It's a love story.

A Princess. A Prince Charming on a horse.

But with time travel!

It's very cool!

You know Prince Charming is not real, right?

Time travel is not real!

Prince Charming is totally real.

Okay.

Yeah.

Bro…

Go to sleep.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Grandma?

Grandma?

Grandma…

My princess Sana.

Why do you torture your poor mother?

Grandma!

Move.

You'll help me, right?

Anya…

Be careful!

I'm so sorry.

- I'll just… - Let's change your clothes.

Be seated.

I was so looking forward to this weekend.

I thought the family would be together.

The house will be full of laughter and play.

But look at yourselves.

It's like you're in mourning!

You should be happy.

I mean,

knowing Sana's eccentric ways,

did anyone really think she'd ever get married?!

Go.

- Go to Karan and… - Not Karan, Grandma. It's Karam.

Yes! Karan, Karam, whatever his name is!

Go spend time with him and Anya.

And welcome them into the family properly!

Understood?

What're you waiting for?!

- That's a joker! Not that one-- - Hey…

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

So, Karam, what do you do?

I own an adventure-sports company.

We take groups on expeditions…

trekking, hiking, rafting…

- mountain climbing, stuff like that. - Where are you going?

Sit here with us.

Okay, that's enough.

Thank you.

Brother-in-law, would you like some tea?

Can I have cold coffee?

- Me too! - Me too!

Of course.

Mommy…

It's Dhanteras today,

should we go shopping after lunch?

Great… another excuse to go shopping.

I always forget!

Actually, your father-in-law

would buy jewelry for me on Dhanteras every year.

So I forget to shop for myself.

How sweet!

Father-in-law was so romantic!

Oh stop.

Sis,

what do you think? Will our husbands ever do something romantic for us?

Our husbands?!

- Sorry, who all wanted tea? - Forget about the tea!

You both may not have noticed,

but they just insulted you on their way out.

What do you mean?

He means the wise should take a hint.

Son, I just bought your mother…

a brand new car.

Dad…

Brother-in-law,

we're talking about romance.

And a car… is not romantic.

Really?

How about a contest?

Let's surprise our wives.

Each of us will buy a gift for our wife.

Whoever's gift is more romantic… wins.

Then the one with the more expensive gift will win.

Correct.

Karam has a point.

Why don't you set a limit? 10,000 rupees?

- Five thousand! - Five thousand!

Dad, you're so cheap!

Come on.

I'm sorry, sir. But you'll have to come tomorrow.

Can't we get another date?

The registrar's office only has this one slot to register the property.

The next available appointment is next year.

Fine, take the appointment for tomorrow. I'll fly out tonight.

I don't want to delay selling this land.

What's wrong?

Why are you upset?

No, I'm not upset.

When someone lies to me,

it makes me very angry.

When someone doesn't trust me, it makes me very sad.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking,

should I believe you or my heart?

Maybe a little of both.

Fine.

Don't tell me.

Grandma…

Son,

you must share your feelings,

grief, anger,

whatever it may be.

Don't keep it locked up inside.

And what if I don't have the words?

Ma'am!

Then find them!

And don't just sit here brooding, okay?

It's okay. You can brood here.

I'll go to another room.

What are you doing?!

I have to get out of here. We're going for a drive.

I'm not going on a drive.

A very short one.

Where are you going?

- Grandma! - Showing my brother-in-law around town!

- Okay, but be back for lunch. - So, why bring me along?

I've made kadi chawal.

- With aloo methi? - Yes.

- That's what I want to eat. I don't know-- - Let's go.

But where are you going?

Thank you. Thank you.

Bro, have just one kebab.

I'm going to have kadi chawal at home.

You're mad or what?

Anya…

wanna have some kulfi?

Come on.

Oh… okay!

Which flavor do you want?

Tell me something…

- Hey. - Yeah?

I'm saying I can understand

why you didn't tell anyone about Karam…

I mean…

divorce,

child…

No offense.

None taken.

But what was the rush to get married?

I love him.

When it was time to leave Ladakh…

I don't know.

After sister-in-law passed away…

I didn't want to leave him.

I didn't want to waste a single minute.

What happened? Too spicy?

Try this. It will help.

- And here's one for you. - Thank you!

What a day! Really!

Anya, kulfi!

What happened to you?

I heard…

our dear husbands have made plans to buy us gifts.

Really? That's so sweet.

Sweet?!

They have set a limit of 5,000 rupees!

I know Rishab is stingy,

but what's wrong with my brother-in-law?

Can I help?

No, I'm fine. I can just…

You got a tattoo?

Yes.

About a year ago.

Didn't I tell you?

No?

Anyway, it's not a big deal.

It's just a tattoo!

Turn them on.

They're on, ma'am.

Do these lights look on to you?!

Diwali will come and go,

and you'll still be struggling with these lights!

I'll have a look, Grandma.

Okay.

Are they on?

No.

Now?

Are you okay?

I can't do this anymore! I've had enough!

Enough of what?

I can't stand the sight of that girl's face for another second.

- I'm leaving! - But… what happened?!

Did you know she got a tattoo?

- What are you talking about?! - You didn't know, right?!

Why would you know? Why would I know?

We're just her parents.

Then she says, "It's not a big deal. It's just a tattoo."

But it is a big deal, Ajay.

- It is a very big deal! - Yes…

Getting married without telling your parents…

- is a big deal! - What are you doing?!

Looking for my phone! Move!

Move.

Amrita, can you just calm down?

Can you just calm down, for God's sake?

I can't calm down. I have to leave.

You…

- Please! - I feel suffocated.

- You can't leave like this! - Ajay!

Amrita. Your phone.

Are they on, Grandma?

What's wrong with the lights now?!

Sorry, Uncle.

Where are you going?

I'm leaving!

Tell Mom!

- But where? - Just tell Mom!

- But listen to me… - Mamta, move!

Aunt…

- Move! I am going. - Where are you going?

Tell Grandma I left!

Okay.

Sis, what's wrong?

What's wrong? What's wrong?!

What's wrong?!

I'm leaving!

- You're leaving?! - I'm leaving!

Spunky-monkey…

Was a little chunky…

Spunky-monkey…

Where are you going?

Why should I tell you?

No one tells me anything!

Right? Then why should I?

I'm leaving, that's it!

Don't you dare try to stop me!

Spunky-monkey…

Great.

Now the water's also gone.

Damn it!

- Is it here? - So pretty, right?

- Very nice. - Yes, it's here.

- It's a tomato chutney. - It smells so good. Very tasty.

Where is Anya?

She's sleeping, Grandma.

I already fed her.

I see.

And Amrita?

- Actually, Mom… - Actually…

Where is she?

- Actually, Mom-- - Sorry, sorry, sorry!

I'm so sorry.

Sorry, everyone.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

- Karam. - Yes.

What happened to your hand?

Oh, this. It's nothing. Just an electric burn.

I'm really sorry about the lights.

- No… - Please don't apologize.

Thanks to you, we're enjoying this romantic ambience.

It's beautiful.

It really is.

- Mom, can we take this food to Jaipur? - Don't be silly.

Yes…

So…

following in our father's footsteps,

on this auspicious occasion of Dhanteras,

Brother-in-law and I want to present a small surprise to our wives.

How small?

As you all know,

Preeti and I had an arranged marriage.

Thank you, Mom.

Dad.

Our first meeting was in the coffee shop of Clarks Hotel.

That day, Preeti ordered a cup of cafe latte,

- Okay. - and I had a sweet lime soda.

Within those two hours, I was convinced

that if Preeti said yes to marry me,

my life would be made.

We've been married for 28 years now.

Twenty-nine.

Wow.

Oh, wow.

Twenty-nine years.

And I can confidently say

that my assessment was absolutely right.

Preeti.

- What is it? - Thank you.

Isn't that from Grandma's prayer room?

It's Rishab's.

That's the coffee shop's receipt from that day.

And this…

is a flower that fell from your hair onto the table.

Wow…

I came home that day and immediately placed it in Mom's prayer room,

and prayed, "Dear God…

please make Preeti say yes to this marriage."

So sweet.

You're too cute. Thank you.

Best present ever.

- Give me back my flower. - Yes, sorry.

Too cute.

Please…

Approximately…

forty years ago.

A…

handsome, young man

went to Aminabad to have Prakash's famous kulfi

with his college girlfriend.

One cup, two spoons!

After the kulfi,

his beautiful girlfriend

saw a silver anklet in the shop nearby.

An anklet with beautiful peacocks

and two small, tiny bells that jingled.

But…

alas,

at that time this young man didn't have enough money

to buy that anklet for his beautiful girlfriend.

But today,

after all these years,

after scouring all of Aminabad and despite all obstacles,

I want to present a similar anklet to my forever girlfriend,

my lover, my wife, with all my love.

- Amazing. - Dad…

- Awesome. - Dad…

Amazing.

You remember that anklet?

Of course.

So sweet…

But I didn't want that anklet!

- But those tiny-- - Those tiny bells were on an anklet

that Mausami Chakravarty flaunted in college!

Sorry. Sorry.

I didn't want that cheap anklet.

I wanted a silver tribal bangle--

Okay!

Way to go, Brother-in-law!

Dad.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Help me put it on. - Yes.

- He won, right? - Yeah, he won.

The gifts aside, what about the money?

- Yes. - Forget the bet.

How much did you spend?

- You won, come on. - It's done now.

- Brother… - Excuse me.

- I think it is about time. - Forget the money…

- We have to accept this. - The car has arrived.

Tell him to wait. I'll be there soon.

I'm going back to Delhi.

Del…

Is everything alright?

Everything is fine.

I'm selling the land in Binsar. I have to go for the registration.

- Jai… - Brother…

Selling the land?

Why?

You bought that land with so much love and care.

I know, but things have changed, Grandma.

We know things have changed, Jai.

But such big decisions

shouldn't be made in haste.

I'm not acting in haste. I know what I'm doing.

Son, we're all just worried about you.

Please don't worry about me.

How can we not worry, Jai?

It's been two years.

You don't meet anyone, you don't talk.

You would never be without a pencil in hand,

- and now you've stopped sketching as well. - Mom.

Look, I'm…

We're really trying to be sensitive.

But these last two years have been really difficult for us.

The last two years have been difficult for you?!

That's not what I meant.

This is why I'm leaving India,

so that my grief doesn't inconvenience all of you!

- Jai. - It's not like that.

Son, I know what you're going through.

After your grandpa passed away--

Grandpa was 75 when he passed away!

You got 50 years together.

Our life ended before it even started, so please…

No one knows what I'm going through!

Jai!

It's okay. He didn't mean to be hurtful.

What other choice did he have?

Everyone cornered him!

One second, one second!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Oh… going for play practice.

At this hour? Alone?!

You're not going anywhere! Let's go home. Come on.

No, listen to me.

I have to go.

It's very important.

We don't have lyrics for the song in our play.

So there's no other way.

Work on it during the day!

- I can't during the day! - Why not?!

Because…

Leela's mother, Chandra auntie,

sabotaged Bani's mother, Ahuja auntie's exhibition

by inviting all the ladies over for lunch on the same day.

So now Ahuja auntie won't let Bani meet Leela.

What?!

That's why we have to meet in secret!

Okay…

Whatever. You're not going anywhere in the middle of the night.

I'm taking you home. Let's go.

- Come on. - Please don't do this!

The show is next week.

I'm sorry, but you can't. Come on.

I have a flight to catch.

I've worked so hard on the music,

but if the lyrics aren't ready,

the show won't have my song.

That's not my problem!

I'm going for the play practice!

You're not going anywhere alone!

We said no grown-ups.

We said no parents.

He's my friend.

Alright. You can stay.

So, this is Faiza.

The play director.

I'm Jai.

Greetings, O noble gentleman!

Thy arrival doth cast a glorious light upon this merry gathering!

This is Radha. Our lead actress.

She's in character.

She's overacting.

She is Leela, the writer.

This is Bani, the singer.

She's resting her vocal cords.

So, no talking, only singing.

It's good to meet all of you.

Come, follow me.

Guys, please.

Brothers.

Okay, guys. We have to write the lyrics for the theme song.

We have to do it tonight.

A heartbreaking hymn!

Why heartbreaking?

I'll tell.

The hero, Ali,

travels back in time from the 21st century to the 17th century.

- And then-- - Dude.

We don't have time for details.

Basically, an unfinished love story, you know?

Two farts that…

Hearts, not farts.

Two hearts that almost were.

Marvelous.

Okay, so pain.

Something about pain.

Separation?

No.

The agony of solitude!

Please, don't make it depressing!

Okay, wait. Guys, let's think.

So, Ali is leaving…

Ali has left!

And Noor can never meet him again.

Alright, we just have to write what Noor is feeling.

Pain where my heart once was…

Is the price I pay.

This ache you left behind…

I guess it's here to stay.

Oh, hell yeah!

Thank you so much!

- Thank you so much! - Okay, okay.

- You're the best. - Okay!

If we hadn't found the lyrics today,

our entire play would have been a flop.

Thank you so much, PC!

PC?

Prince Charming.

You saved my life today.

You're my PC.

Your flight left hours ago. What now?

Good morning.

I'm sorry.

You should be spanked.

Sorry.

What's that saying?

"When the prodigal son returns…"

Eat this.

Jiji called this morning.

- Oh, God! - Oh no!

She and Big Auntie are coming to Lucknow.

Good God!

When? How? Why?

She asked if she could stay here.

- I'm going to Delhi. - No…

I'm going with him.

I told her you guys are visiting.

Oh God, why did you tell her?

So now, she's staying at Small Auntie's place.

- Thank God! - Thank God!

So I've invited them for dinner tonight.

- Please, Mom! - Come on, Grandma!

Not fair!

What are you doing, Mom?

We're having such a great time. They'll ruin everything!

Keep them away from me.

It's endless demands and endless complaints!

I've invited them and a few close relatives.

- Please, Mom! - Other relatives too?!

- As if they weren't enough! - I'm leaving!

- I can't stay here. - You stay here! They're your relatives.

I thought…

it would be a good chance for them to meet Karam.

He is our son-in-law, after all.

Any other objections?

Shantaram,

these lights better be working before the party begins.

Yes, ma'am!

Mamta, get the bamboo footstools from upstairs.

Mam…

So, did you understand our family tree?

There's Jiji.

And Big Auntie and Small Auntie!

Big Auntie and Small Auntie are both younger than Grandma.

Yes. Jiji is the eldest sister.

Small Auntie is older than Big Auntie,

- but she's called Small Auntie because-- - She's this tiny!

Yeah, but it's cute how small she is.

And Grandma also has a brother.

Rakesh uncle.

Yeah, but he may show up, or he may not.

He's like…

Basically like Mr. India.

Yes, Mr. India.

He has a gambling problem.

So whenever his debts go up, he disappears…

How many cushions does one need?!

Okay, guys, very important.

Which one should I stay away from?

All of them.

Sister-in-law's coming!

Okay.

That's just how mothers-in-law are, Mamta.

A little distance from them is always best.

You shouldn't have invited yours to come live with you.

Now that she's here,

you can't get rid of her.

It's too late!

Oh! When did you come?

Just right now.

But I overheard your conversation.

Poor Mamta, your mother-in-law is also trying to manipulate you?

Want a bite?

- Ma'am! - Yes!

Let's go! Let's go!

You have to. Plus 16! You have to pick up!

Why are you sitting around like fat potatoes!

Not you.

Get up!

And bring those dining chairs over here.

- Yes, Grandma. - Okay, Grandma.

- Get up! Get up! - Yes, yes.

Get up… fat potatoes.

Alright.

Sis!

Should we?

I think we should!

I think we must!

Do you remember the steps?

What do you think?

Guys, please don't do this.

- What are you doing? - We need space!

My entry was from this side.

I think you're right.

What happened?

What broke?

Two little seeds… Today we'll play some desi music!

A divorcee is fine,

but a Sardar?!

Our precious girl married a Sardar?

How could you let this happen?

You know how judgmental my aunties are.

They'll chew my ears off!

"You didn't even invite us to the wedding."

You know what…

why don't we go on the offensive?

"Auntie, we invited you, and you didn't attend the wedding."

"You have insulted us."

- Works? - Fix your buttons.

You forgot these.

Thank you.

There's a trick to opening this drawer.

Is it?

Watch.

Open sesame.

Please…

Thank you, PC!

What's that?

This was my dream house.

I was fourteen when I sketched it.

Childhood dreams are so silly.

Like my dream of becoming a music composer?

You think it's silly?

No… I mean,

we have so little information when we're young.

Like… I used to think

this was the perfect design.

But now that I am older, I know this structure can never be built.

Why?

Because it's unstable.

But that can be fixed.

Some things can never be fixed.

I'm sure it can.

Open sesame.

Please…

Looks like your cancellation has made the Mehtas a little nervous.

They have sent a new offer for the land. 20% higher!

You're looking gorgeous.

Prashant, I'll call you later.

Like a night flower blooming in the moonlight.

Stop it.

You know I don't like flattery.

Karam!

Karam! What happened?

Did someone say something?

Sana, why aren't you wearing earrings?

Go put something on.

And where's your pocket square?

You're looking pretty.

Thank you!

Meera ji…

isn't your lipstick too bright?

I wonder when the aunties will show up.

Dude!

What's with the hair? Going for an interview?

Shut up.

Sorry.

Takes more to knock me down.

Looking pretty!

Why are you wearing a kurta?

Didn't you bring a sari?

Jiji! Welcome!

- There's no drinking water. - I'll get it.

You stay here.

Mamta!

Jai, how are you, dear?

I'm fine, Auntie.

Jiji, this is Karam. He is--

Greetings, Auntie!

How are you?

All good?

- Preeti. - Yes?

Could I get a footstool or something to put my feet up?

- Of course. I'll get it. - Please, don't bother.

You stay. I'll go get it.

Okay, it's kept out on the veranda.

Righto!

- Righto? - Who is this Sardar?

Must be Jai's friend.

- Actually, Karam is Sana's-- - Sana!

Look at you!

You're looking so pretty!

It's good you lost some weight.

Dear, could you get me a glass of warm water?

My throat's been itchy since morning.

- Right away. - And a footstool for me, please.

A high one.

I'll get it. I'll get it.

- Jai, it's out on the-- - I know! I know!

God bless you.

Poor child.

Where are you going?!

What's wrong with you?

Me?

What do you mean?

Why are you speaking in Punjabi?

Because I am a proud Sardar, Sana.

And your family better get used to it!

"Why are you speaking in Punjabi?"

What?!

What did you say to Karam?

I didn't say anything.

- You always do this! - What did I do?

Criticize everything in my life, Mom!

What have I criticized?

My entire life, every decision,

every friend! You've criticized everything!

Sana, don't exaggerate.

This is why I never told you my college roommate was Sheila Arora!

Oh, no. Sheila Arora?

The girl who used to pinch you back in school?

Oh, my God.

That was in grade one.

So what?

And all my boyfriends too.

Rohan, Viraj, Amar--

Amar… the guy who wore nail polish?

He was an artist, Mom!

He was expressing himself!

He's the reason you dyed your hair green.

He was so controlling.

Mom, you are controlling! You!

Do you know who isn't controlling in my life?

Karam.

He's good for me, and he's a good person.

I know that.

And now he's my husband, so you just really have to get used to it.

I am getting used to it!

What choice do I have?

You must've graduated.

Where are you working now?

Actually, Uncle, I'm…

- Hey… - Go get me some water.

Sana, I'm sorry.

Sana, listen to me…

Mamta…

- Karam. Listen. - Yes.

This is our--

Amrita, have you stopped wearing saris?

Sir, please.

- Son. - Yes?

I want to go over there.

Where exactly?

- Just there. - Oh, there!

Why are you walking so fast?

Take your time.

Sana…

Sana…

Sorry. Thank you.

- Karam. - Yes?

- I need a cushion. - Cushion?

Uncle, one moment.

Put it behind…

- Okay? Comfortable? - Thank you.

What happened, bruh? All good?

Gummies?

Hello?

After they leave.

Don't have so many, please.

They're good.

Okay.

Preeti.

Cool this tea down for me.

Jai.

Did you meet Gauri?

Mr. Mathur's daughter.

Mathur sahab…

the one who sends us mangoes from his farm every year.

- Hi. - Gauri was telling me

- she also loves drawing, just like you. - Is it?

- What a coincidence, right? - Yeah.

- You two chat. I'll be right back. - Grandma…

Meera.

Please.

Every time we visit, the vibe is different.

- It takes a while to-- - One minute.

Excuse me. Sorry. What's wrong?

Dinner is almost over.

We still haven't introduced Karam to anyone.

Do we have to?

I mean, in another couple of years, they'll all have Alzheimer's.

Poor things will anyway forget all this.

There's no point telling them, Amu.

It'll cause unnecessary tension.

Let it be.

Oh God, Ajay.

Is this why Sana didn't tell us about Karam?

Am I like my Aunties?

Son-in-law!

Yes, Aunty?

When are they going to leave?!

Leave this grand geriatric gala?

Never!

What are you guys doing here?

We're taking a break.

I also need a break.

Get out of the way!

Thank you.

So, tell me, what did you think of that…

Mini Mathur?

I think she's kind of hot.

She's hot, but she's too young for me.

Guys, where's Karam?

The lights are on!

My scarf! My scarf!

What a lovely child she is!

Whose daughter is she?

She is…

Grandma, have you met Mr. Poddar?

Of course.

Preeti's uncle. How are you?

Mr. Poddar was just telling me

he loves gardening too, just like you.

What a coincidence, right?

Now you two chat.

I'll be right back.

- Brat! - Love you.

- Hi, dear. - Hi, Mom.

Hear me out.

You know Mrs. Sirohi? She has a granddaughter--

Mom, please, just stop. Please.

Mrs. Sirohi's granddaughter. Mr. Mehra's daughter,

Mrs. Verma's niece-- I don't want to meet anyone!

Please, just stop trying to set me up.

- Bro. - What?!

Have you seen Anya?

This is Mrs. Sirohi's granddaughter. I thought they could play together.

Oh, Anya! Come on.

Mom…

- Mom! Mom… - Jai.

- Yeah, one second. - One second.

Remember your grandpa's colleague, Mr. Prasad?

Yes.

This is his son, Arvind.

He also lives in Gurgaon, just like you.

What a coincidence, right?

Now you two chat. I'll be right back.

Actually, my wife also passed away a few years ago.

I think Aunty wants me to give you some advice.

On how to move on.

Advice!

I thought…

- You thought, she wants us to… - Yeah.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

This is…

- So, the introductions have started? - Yeah.

Indian families.

They're obsessed with meddling in each other's lives.

No matter whose problem it may be,

they all jump in to solve it.

Brothers, sisters.

All the aunts and uncles.

Everyone.

As if it's a group project.

Why won't they just leave us alone?

We're okay not being okay.

But no…

they just won't give up!

You're right.

Aren't we lucky?

What is he doing?!

Flying Punjab.

Siddharth Rastogi!

I swear he only had a few gummies.

Few gummies? Few gummies-- Just look at him!

Karam.

Come here. Over here.

Karam… this is Uncle Rakesh.

He's come all the way from Kanpur.

Mr. India!

Uncle, this is Sana's…

Look what happened.

Mamta!

Mamta!

Get a clean kurta for Uncle.

Mr. India…

- Mr. India. - You had to give him those gummies.

Careful. Be careful.

- Easy. Hold him up. - Trust Sana to marry a giant!

- Did you guys see Mr. India? - No, bro.

- You didn't? - Right here. Right here.

Because Mr. India disappears.

- Bro… listen. - Yes.

Sit here and get some fresh air, okay?

Fresh air!

Get him some water.

Just stay here, okay?

- Stay here. - Right here. Okay?

Do not move.

No, no, don't laugh. I'm not kidding.

- Do not move. - Do not move!

- Do not move, please. Just stay here. - Yes.

Brother-in-law.

Brother-in-law…

I've got you.

- Yes, you've got it! - Yes.

I know. Okay then.

Yes. Okay, just please stay here.

- Okay. - Stay here. Please.

She shouldn't be living here alone at her age.

Do you understand?

- This is very risky. - Yes, Aunty, we were just discussing it.

Amrita also wants

- her to move to Jaipur with Rishabh. - Yeah.

It should have been done long before.

Yeah.

At least now do something.

- Mom… - Place it here.

And also the spoons.

- Mom, let me. I'll take care of it. - Hey!

Let go!

First, take care of yourself.

And your control issues!

Let's go.

Mom…

Mom…

What have I done?

Everyone's always mad at me.

As though I'm always the one at fault.

Listen…

Speak!

That girl Sheila…

That girl, Sheila!

She used to pinch Sana so hard.

She used to pinch Sana!

Yes! I was only trying to protect her.

- And Mom… - Mom!

- She thinks I can never do anything right. - You just can't!

She asked me, "Amrita, why didn't you wear a sari?"

Why didn't you?

- "Why didn't you wear a sari?" - Why didn't you?!

Because I forgot to pack my petticoat!

My mom is also very upset with me, Aunty.

- Is it? - Yes.

She thinks

this marriage is a mistake.

She thinks Sana is a little loony.

No. Not me. Nope.

She thinks that.

She does.

But I really…

really love Sana, Aunty!

I love her too, son.

She really loves you too!

She really loves you too, son.

But you hate me!

I don't hate you, son.

You're the only one who hasn't snapped at me today.

You are my real son.

Come here.

I love you, Aunty.

I love you, son!

Mummy…

- I'll go serve dessert. - Yeah.

I love you, Aunty.

We didn't say bye to Amrita.

She'll call you tomorrow.

Okay. Okay.

We didn't get the chance to tell you.

You met Karam, didn't you?

- The Sardar? - Yes.

He's Sana's husband.

And the little girl running around at the party is their daughter.

- Sana got married? - Yes.

Isn't that fabulous!

Driver, go on. Leave now.

In such matters, it's best to keep it short and sweet!

Come on.

Our work is done.

Mom, lunch is ready.

Come on, little one. Lunch is ready.

Come on. Let's go.

- Listen, call Meera too. - Sure.

Lunch is ready. Come on.

Come on.

What happened?

Are you okay?

PC…

I have to tell you something.

I have a crush on you.

A crush, as in romantic love.

I know it's a little inappropriate.

I'm just 13 years old, and you're…

Thirty-five.

Thirty-five?!

Oh… I thought you were 30.

Okay, anyway…

In five years, I'll turn 18.

If we start dating then…

it'll be a little less inappropriate.

Right?

Yes, then it might be…

a little less inappropriate.

But won't you leave for college then?

To Boston.

- Berklee School of Music. - It's the best.

Maybe you should finish college first?

Okay.

So when I'm 22, we can start dating.

Good idea.

By then, my midlife crisis will have kicked in too.

Oh, but… wait.

But then you'll be in… New York. Broadway and all.

You can move to New York, right?

Of course.

Of course.

Oh, yeah.

By then, my parents will be in their 70s.

I suppose you should stay in India and take care of them.

Maybe we can… try a long-distance relationship.

We can try.

By then there may even be some new technology

that can get you to New York in just two hours.

Or two minutes.

It's seeming…

a little difficult, isn't it?

Stupid math.

Happy Diwali, Meera!

Mom!

Will you have lunch with us?

That sounds great.

Meera?

I want to go home.

Need help?

No.

You know, Grandma first gave this room to Jai bhaiya…

when he came here to study for his board exams.

That was his desk.

It's a lucky desk.

He was the state topper.

He's always been the golden child.

And then when Sana didi got interested in photography,

Grandma turned this into a dark room for her.

And when I wanted to learn drums and Dad said no,

Grandma bought me a drum set and turned this into my music room.

You play the drums?

I sucked.

Dad was right.

Basically…

this is a very special room.

And by staying here, you've become a de facto granddaughter of Saba Rastogi.

You don't have a choice now.

You're one of us.

This house is so full of memories.

I can't imagine Grandma not living here.

Anya… Anya!

Anya, please put on this top!

Anya!

Can you guys please help me?!

She listens to everyone except me.

Why? What am I doing wrong?

Why does she have a problem with me?

Because you're her mother.

Hold on.

I went to the bank locker today.

I had saved this for your wedding.

Your Grandpa had given this set to me

on Amrita's wedding.

And this…

is for you.

Want to wear it?

Like it?

The food is delicious. Excellent.

- Brother-in-law… - Yes.

- How much money did you lose? - I didn't lose. I never lose.

- Oh, really? - Yeah, really.

The kachoris are amazing, Grandma.

- You liked them? - Oh, loved them.

Liked them? I think he ate, like, ten.

Twelve.

One more then.

Alright, everyone's going on a diet from tomorrow.

Mummy, please don't make breakfast tomorrow.

But I want breakfast.

- What? - What?

- You should diet-- - Speak for yourself.

- You be quiet. - Speak for yourself.

We'll have breakfast tomorrow. Kachoris, jalebis, the usual.

- Rabri? And rabri. - What about the diet?

- Later. - Okay. We'll have the whole spread.

But she said she wanted to go on a diet.

- You guys are unbelievable! - Hey.

What happened?

I was just thinking…

if Tara bhabhi were here right now, what would she say?

She would have said…

"What's for dessert?"

I have…

made her favorite dessert today.

Makhana kheer?

Alright, let's have some kheer.

Mom, do you have shampoo…

Show.

- Keep it straight! - Which one?! Bring my suitcase.

- Come, take your bag. - Let's go.

You're all leaving together.

The house will feel so empty.

Mom…

Mom…

Rishabh and I were talking.

We were thinking…

why not celebrate next Diwali here as well!

Yes!

I think that's a great idea!

I think so too!

Take care, Mummy.

- See you. - Bye, Grandma.

Same. I apologized to Mr. Mehta.

I'm not selling that land anymore.

Thank you.

So, when are you finally moving to Georgia?

I'm not going to Georgia anymore.

I have another plan.

One second! One second!

Hey!

You're leaving?

You're a very special girl, Meera.

And you're intelligent.

I know.

And talented too.

I know!

You'll be really successful one day.

I know.

And very happy too.

- I know. - No, you don't know.

Your heart is broken.

And you think this pain you're feeling right now…

will never go away.

But that's not true.

I know you'll be okay.

You're okay?

PC!

I'm not PC. You are!

You saved me.

Now don't sit around brooding.

And take care of Grandma, okay?