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Farida, haven't you told her...

how my son had to leave the country

because of her mother?

Is it true, Grandma?

Let's go inside and talk.

Asmara!

After so many days...

Mom was telling me

how you have become the Tanker Queen of Tibbri Road.

Asmara, are you still upset about not coming to Canada?

-I was only... -Mom,

what happened with Uncle Nasir?

Why are you asking about Nasir?

Did someone say something to you?

Mom, I just want to know.

That's ancient history, my dear.

Just forget about it. It's not important.

It's important to me!

Okay.

Nasir was Akhtar Begum's eldest son.

He was in love with me

and he was a really nice guy.

So everyone assumed that I would marry him.

But...

I had no such feelings for him. So...

I said no.

Then,

a few years later,

I met your father...

Khalid and I fell in love and we got married.

Obviously, that didn't sit well with many people.

You mean Akhtar Begum?

And also Nasir.

He couldn't handle rejection, and he moved to Dubai.

Akhtar Begum still blames me for her son moving away.

Also, Khalid was well-to-do,

so Akhtar Begum told everyone that I rejected Nasir because

I wanted to marry a rich man.

You know, thankfully

Mom and Dad knew the truth

and they supported me throughout.

Since my childhood, Mom used to tell me that

with all the noise from outside,

-your heart's calling... -Should never be suppressed.

Exactly!

So, they told me to ignore all the gossip

and to follow my truth.

Anyway, first tell me what happened.

Did Akhtar Begum say something to you?

Doesn't matter, Mom.

Thank you so much for telling me the truth.

Asmara, I know you are angry with me

for sending you to Tibbri Road.

No, Mom.

I think this just might be

the best thing you've ever done for me.

So you're not angry with me?

Not anymore.

Really?

FARZAAN ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

Okay, Mom, I need to go.

Okay, take care.

You too.

And, Mom...

I love you.

A little more than Dad now.

Khalid, you heard that!

-Wait a minute! -I really have to go now, bye!

Are you okay?

Spoke to your mom?

You feel like talking to me?

Good.

At times, it's good to give your voice a rest.

Now I feel much better.

You can't stop talking, can you?

Apologize!

Why should I apologize?

You shouldn't be taunting me like this.

If I shut up,

then who's going to entertain you?

True that!

My God!

-Just a few more steps. -Armaan, I'm going to fall.

No, you won't.

Surprise!

Oh, my God! This is insane!

A special treat for my special girl.

So sweet! I love it!

Thank you!

Come, come, sit.

-I'll help you. -Thank you.

Oh, this is amazing!

I can't believe you did all this for me.

Anything for you.

And I know you'll do the same for me, right?

Of course.

I am already thinking of ways to surprise you.

Actually, there is one thing

that you can do for me.

What?

No, leave it.

Again you'll think I am using you.

Armaan, that's ancient history.

Are you sure?

Yes! Tell me, what is it that you want?

Okay, so as you know

the Tennis Federation Championship will begin soon.

So, it's really important for me to know

who I am playing in the first few rounds.

So I can train accordingly.

The federation doesn't tell players their schedule.

Stupid rules!

So, I was thinking if

you could talk to your dad...

Done!

-Really? -Yeah

You said it yourself right, "anything for you"!

Thanks, baby!

Dude, you know this is so sweet!

Yeah, Dad, you called?

Come, come.

So...

taglines.

What?

We urgently need taglines for Bossy Bras.

Whatever we presented to the client to date is just not working.

They said they want a young take on it.

Speaking of... Where is Dhruv?

Go, get him too.

Dad, whose "bra" is this exactly?

The client's, Tania.

So you are not having an affair?

No, what...

Why would you even think that?

How can you think that...

what?

The other day,

when you came home...

And then when Mom...

And then...

Actually, you know what...

Forget it.

I don't know what was I thinking.

Of course, it's the client's bra.

I am so stupid, Dad!

-I love you! -Love you too.

Now can we get back to work, please?

Yes, on what?

Bossy Bras' taglines. Keep up.

Yes, sir. You got it.

Bossy Bras. Done!

I will do that. Yes!

Hey, Dad.

That's our line!

What is?

Bossy Bras, keep up!

I'll write you more lines,

but I feel it in my gut. That's our tagline.

This is it!

Hey, hey, Mandy. How was lunch?

Looking great yeah, by the way.

Let's discuss Chenoy's ideas tomorrow.

Sure. Cannot wait.

What's up with Tania today?

My thoughts exactly!

-Teenagers! -Teenagers!

Look at this. Oh, my God!

Farha looks absolutely stunning.

Excuse me, Mr. Player.

Have some shame. She got married today!

I was talking about her hairstyle.

I know.

Good boy.

What happened?

The other night, why did you take Nikhil's name?

Do you have to know?

Yes.

Fine, then listen.

Nikhil was the tennis champion of our school.

Naina's brother.

Since childhood, I had a huge crush on him.

A few years ago,

I worked up the courage to ask him out.

And then?

Then he rejected me.

Since then I thought,

why would anyone like me?

Maybe that's why I panicked and took his name that night.

Asmara.

It's not easy to forget your first crush.

It's okay.

Want to know something?

Tell me.

Come closer.

Since I met you,

it's been easier.

No, no, no, you all are not getting my point.

Redevelopment paves the road to progress.

But Grandpa, weren't we against redevelopment?

-Yes... -Hold on, listen, Son.

Several people from the neighborhood

have taken the money and have had their shops demolished.

And if this continues,

the builder will take advantage of the situation,

and buy our lands from us for peanuts!

-Absolutely. -Correct!

No, wait a minute. But... if we all come together,

then we can put pressure on the builder.

We can tell him to fix

the roads, water, and electricity problems

in our neighborhood in exchange for a piece of land.

So you want to join hands with the builder?

How dare you say that?

My Asmara made me realize,

that we shouldn't stop fighting.

We have to keep fighting

but for a different cause.

Understood?

-Do you all understand? -Yes.

Did all of you understand?

-I do, Brother. -Great!

What are you both doing here?

Asmara was asking has the new stock of earrings come.

I said, let's go check for ourselves.

So here we are.

What? I love the earrings you sell here.

And you also have

this "buy one get one free" offer.

Hold on. When did we start this offer?

Since we started getting special customers. It's for them.

I think the entire neighborhood knows about this special customer.

That's why there are no girls seen in the shop.

-What do you mean? -That dress is so cute.

Rukhsana?

Listen.

Come here.

-Why? -Just come here.

Don't kiss me here, please.

Asmara.

Farha, you? Here?

-How are you? -I'm good.

How are you?

I am great. Shahid.

You've met Shahid, right?

My husband, at the wedding.

-Hi. -Hi.

And this is Shahid's cousin.

Asad Kamaal.

-Hi. -Hi.

Although you two have met,

I want to introduce you formally.

Ruru, come over here.

This is Rukhsana,

and this is Farzaan.

-Akhtar Begum's grandson... -Grandchildren!

I know.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Hello, Rukhsana. -Hello.

-Hello. -Hello.

It's great talking to you two for the first time.

And Asmara, I still can't believe

you attended our wedding.

Yes. And, thank you.

She was looking very beautiful.

Just like Alia!

-Anushka! -Anushka!

I was going to call you, Asmara.

Attending our wedding

was a big step.

But now I want us

to take an even bigger step.

What step?

I want all of you...

to attend our family dinner.

Especially your grandma and...

Akhtar Begum!

Definitely. What a lovely idea!

So much fun!

What fun?

No.

If we attend this dinner,

Grandma will send us to hell.

But if the dinner is at my place

then you can come!

Of course, we can!

We are definitely coming.

Then it's confirmed.

See you at the dinner.

Goodbye.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Rukhsana.

See you at the dinner.

What have you done?

If Grandma finds out she will send you to hell.

Grandma is already pretty angry with you for attending Farha's wedding.

And you promised her

that both the Grandmas will be attending!

What do we do now, Brother?

Think of an excuse.

Why are you putting it on me?

Because you are an expert in making excuses.

Did you tell him about the fashion show?

What fashion show?

Hold on!

Why are we thinking of excuses?

I will talk to Grandma.

She will easily convince Akhtar Begum.

Akhtar Begum will never agree to this.

You are absolutely right. She won't agree.

But the dinner isn't at Aunt Ishrat's place.

It's at Shahid's cousin... What was his name?

Asad Kamaal's place.

Asad Kamaal, the Corporator's son?

I don't know, Grandpa.

I didn't ask his father's name.

No, this is a golden opportunity.

We've been trying to meet him for months.

On the pretext of attending the dinner,

we can get a chance to speak to him about the redevelopment.

We're definitely attending, my child.

Right? Perfect!

One minute, one minute!

If Akhtar Begum says no

then we are also "not" attending.

Farida.

Yes?

Leave that to me.

Meaning?

Meaning, we are definitely going.

-Promise! -You promise, Grandpa?

Yes. Of course.

Thanks, Grandpa!

Even I want to know how you are going to convince her.

I will...

I'll convince her.

Jaisa Desh Waisa Bhesh.

Like, "When in Rome, you do the Romans..."

I mean, "You do as the Romans do."

Similarly, although our country

has diverse clothing,

they are still one.

-Because Jaisa Desh Waisa Bhesh! -Waisa Bhesh!

Yes, we know.

Repeating the same line dozens of times

doesn't make it good, Dhruv.

What is the next idea?

Ma'am...

Jaisa Desh Waisa Bhesh.

This is the best idea.

Even Chenoy sir loved the idea, that day!

So you mean you don't have any more ideas?

Tania, you?

-Okay, you know what? -I'm...

Just leave them here.

By the way, Jaisa Desh Waisa Bhesh

is a good line.

Just saying.

Noted. You may go now.

Not you, Dhruv!

You stay.

Do you know why you have come up with only one line?

Because instead of sitting at your desk

and working your ass off,

you are always running out the door.

Actually, Mandira ma'am...

I do not want your excuses.

Your work should speak for itself.

And you know what?

Today, it did.

Dhruv, I've no place for slackers in my team.

Mandira ma'am, Jaisa Desh Waisa...

Do not say that line one more time.

Pack your things.

And don't come back tomorrow.

Sorry, Mandira ma'am.

I couldn't surprise you with my shining.

Listen...

The dinner for Farha's wedding is at Asad Kamaal's place.

If Grandpa manages to convince Grandma

will you come too?

It will be attended by prominent people.

There will be singing and music.

You can sing one or two songs

and I will record you.

And you will become fully viral.

And what if I don't go viral?

Then we will try again, what else?

Listen...

I am right here.

Thank you.

Yeah, whatever.

Good God!

What has the world come to?

My own family, my own friends,

are telling me to attend a dinner with my enemies.

Akhtar Begum, the dinner is not at Ishrat's place.

It's at Asad Kamaal's place.

The Corporator's son.

We have no grudge against the Kamaal family.

And you also know he can help us

with the redevelopment issue.

Brother, the dinner

is in honor of Ishrat's grandchild's wedding, isn't it?

And before I ask that snake's family for help...

-Grandma! -Afroz, get some water.

Yes.

You should cut down on the hookah.

Farida, when prayers fail,

this comes to the rescue.

Mother.

By the way, Grandma...

I think Asad likes Rukhsana.

When he came to our shop

he couldn't take his eyes off Rukhsana.

And maybe they invited us to dinner

to talk about marriage?

The Corporator's son likes our Rukhsana?

Seems that way.

Afroz, come here.

Sit.

Sit!

Congratulations!

This is the result of your upbringing.

God has blessed you to be a good mother.

Mother, until it's confirmed

we shouldn't tell Rukhsana.

Yes!

Otherwise, we might jinx it.

So we are attending the dinner, right?

We are! It's confirmed.

We are going!

We are going!

Got it!

We are going!

It's a good thing.

Why are we meeting down here?

You could have shown me the photos in the office upstairs.

-Tea. -No, thanks.

Miss T, look at these photos.

Dhruv, this is his house?

Does he seriously live here?

Yes, Miss T.

Seriously, this is where he lives?

Yes, Miss T!

-I'm the one who clicked these photos. -Okay!

Dhruv, this is amazing!

Thank you so much!

What is there to be happy about?

Because this isn't a serious relationship.

This is just a midlife crisis!

Oh, man, so relieved!

I am confused.

Look at these photos, Dhruv.

A guy who lives in this

third-class tacky locality

will never be good enough for Mom.

This is probably just time pass.

But still, she should think before doing all this.

Like this affects all of us.

And so much!

How selfish!

Wow!

What's so funny?

In this entire story,

if there's anyone who's selfish then it's you.

Excuse me?

Neither did you try talking to your parents

nor understanding them.

You've been using me since day one

and I have been listening to you like a fool.

As a result,

Mandira ma'am called me

a slacker and fired me from the job. Me!

Dhruv, I...

-Shit! I really didn't know... -But how does it matter to you?

You got your pictures. Dhruv's job is done.

No, Dhruv. I seriously had no idea, let me talk to Dad...

-No, it's better. -No, look...

It's great that after today, we'll never meet again.

Because this tacky third-class locality

is also where I live.

-I didn't mean... -What else did you say?

Time pass, right?

Find yourself a new time pass.

I thought Miss T was classy.

But no, Tania turned out to be a classist.

I'm leaving.

Goodbye, Tania.

Naina, do you have a minute?

Sure, what's up?

What are you doing?

Nothing. Just chilling.

What happened?

Why so suss?

Dear...

How are things between you and Armaan?

Oh, my God! I am so glad you asked.

You won't believe what he did for me.

Yesterday, he planned a surprise picnic for me.

How cute!

-Yesterday? -Yeah!

I think he's really opening up to me.

We make a cute couple, no?

Naina...

do you think he's a good person?

Yeah... Dad, why do you say that?

What happened?

My dear, he...

He...

I...

I don't think he's the right person for you.

I think you deserve better.

What?

Did... something happen?

I mean, did you see something or...

What's wrong?

Did you see him with someone else?

Dad... was it Nia?

Naina,

you know,

after Nikhil,

he's probably

one of the best players I'm training.

But I'm going to drop him.

No,

Dad, don't.

If he's a good player,

then keep training him.

He can be a good player,

but he's not a good person.

And...

And I am done training spoilt brats!

But, Dad, you said

there's no judgment in sports.

So, promise me...

that you will

continue to train him.

You won't stop training him.

Promise me!

Please, promise me.

Okay.

Okay.

Nikhil,

I really need you to come back right now.

For me.

Please, Nikhil. Come back home.

Please!

My nights were lonely

O beloved, now I gaze at you

These multihued flowers

O beloved, I give it to you

The path is laden with flowers

But after struggling

And receiving blows

I became wise

Let me dance, beloved

I have met my beloved

I am smitten

Beloved

Hope I don't cast an evil eye

Let me shield you

O beloved

The path is laden with flowers

But after struggling And receiving blows

I became wise

Let me dance, beloved

I have met my beloved

I am smitten

Beloved

Hope I don't cast an evil eye

Let me shield you

Let me dance, beloved

I have met my beloved

I am smitten

Beloved

Hope I don't cast an evil eye

Let me shield you

O beloved

You are eating now?

Rukhsana, have you seen Asmara?

Grandma, she got tired

after all the dancing.

So, Brother Farzaan took her home.

She left?

She didn't even inform.

-Well, of course! -I wanted to talk about Asad.

I can't believe it!

Yes.

Afroz.

Rukhsana, you also go home

and look after Asmara.

I'll be there soon.

Okay.

-Suhail. -Yes?

Take Rukhsana home.

Yes.

Oh, my God!

Shall we?

Careful.

I didn't know such a place existed.

Because it's a long drive from Bengaluru, that's why.

This place is so beautiful.

As a kid, when I was stressed

I used to escape to this place.

Really?

So, what are you stressed about today?

Exactly.

I've no stress at all today.

And a big reason for that is you.

I am not joking, Asmara.

You can't imagine how serious I used to be before meeting you.

I had forgotten how to laugh.

Family responsibilities,

Grandma's temper,

concern for Rukhsana and Mom,

money problems.

But since you entered my life

everything seems alright.

Doesn't matter how big the problem is,

I can handle it.

Good!

Because you can handle anything.

And you'll never come here to escape.

From now this is your happy place.

Our happy place!

I said I will record it, and I couldn't.

You saw how Grandma made me sit in one place.

Don't know why Grandma stops me from doing everything.

They let Asmara dance, but not me.

But you sang really well.

Why aren't you saying anything?

You are speaking for me.

Don't try to be smart.

We're home. Leave my hand.

Bye.

I was so busy handling my responsibilities

that I alienated my own sister.

If it wasn't for you I would have never known

how talented Rukhsana is.

She has grown close to me again

and I owe that to you too.

Just a question.

Not that I have a problem with it.

Aren't you getting too emotional today?

What to do? You're looking so beautiful,

I can't control myself.

If you can't control yourself,

then please don't stop yourself.

Carry on.

Hold on.

Now tell me...

Now I feel everything is going to be alright.

Rukhsana will be marrying Asad Kamaal.

Rukhsana will be happy and all the problems of Tibbri Road will be solved.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Rukhsana is getting married?

With that Corporator's son?

Yes.

In fact, Azhar Kamaal must be

talking to Grandma and Mom as we speak.

What?

Rukhsana and Asad will look beautiful as a couple.

I think we shouldn't delay the wedding.

Absolutely!

Even Asad wants this.

This is great.

This is just ridiculous, Farzaan!

What if Rukhsana doesn't want to marry Asad Kamaal?

Why won't she?

It's a nice family. She'll be happy there.

You really don't know anything about your sister.

Asmara!

Asmara!

Asmara!

Asmara!

Asmara...

Where are you going?

Asmara?

If you are going to follow me like this, then drop me home.

What are you doing? There's sugar in this.

-No, there isn't. -Congratulations!

Who would have thought

that my granddaughter would get married into the Kamaal family?!

-Congratulations! Congratulations! -Congratulations!

Asmara, what is the problem?

Asad proposed?

And you all said yes.

What's wrong with you guys?

Just because some guy likes Rukhsana,

doesn't mean she likes him too!

Did anyone ask her?

Did anyone even ask her?

Oh, wow! Now Arshiya's daughter

is going to come into my house, scream,

and tell me who my granddaughter will marry!

Oh, yes!

I will tell you!

Because Arshiya's daughter knows the truth.

You keep blaming my mom all the time!

I will tell you the truth.

My mom never loved your son!

-Forget about betraying him! -Enough!

Shut up, Asmara!

What is this behavior?

No, Grandma.

I cannot keep quiet every time.

And even you know I am telling the truth.

Asmara, go home.

Oh, Farzaan, please.

Just now, you were talking about responsibility.

What happened to your responsibility towards your sister?

Rukhsana.

Why aren't you saying something?

Rukhsana.

Rukhsana, since your father passed away,

I had only one wish.

To see you get married into an affluent family.

So you don't have to face the problems

that I did.

You are so mature.

They are good people.

Don't reject it just like that.

I...

I accept the proposal.

What are you saying, Rukhsana?

Why doesn't anyone tell the truth in this house?

This is just ridiculous!

I've something to tell you guys.

No, I have a confession to make.

Wait, wait, guys.

Me first...

Please!

I wasn't in Canada.

I am in Bengaluru, in Tibbri Road.