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There is a big difference between
assumption and reality.

Everyone see's me as this nerdy girl,
Rithika. A girl,

who loves football and has a crush
on the footballer Neymar.

But the reality is,

that I want to be a guy, like Neymar.

I'd do anything to change
from Rithika to Rith.

I want a body like Neymar's.
I want to see a beard like his on my face.

And to do that,
it's important for me to break

into Betterverse, anyhow.

I had been able to hack it
for around five minutes,

but to gain full access to Betterverse,
I will have to get admission to NNIT.

It's going to be a better world
for the best version of you.

Immersive virtual universe
and Betterverse is for you.

Rithika, beta?

I've made daal-dhokli for dinner.

Come and eat.

I'll turn into a dumpling myself,
ma, If I have daal-dhokli.

I don't want to hear all this.

Coming.

Not coming. Hurry up.

It's already late.

There's such a difference between mummy
papa's assumption and my reality,

that I've had to lie to them all my life.

No harm lying, yet again.

I've got admission into
a top college of India.

Ya?

NNIT.

Wow!

It's in Hyderabad.

Why do you have to go so far?
Look for graduation options here.

Would be best if you get a government one.

Papa,
I'm getting a full scholarship for it.

Wow!

It's a very good opportunity, ma.

Did your favorite Neymar's parents
stand in the way of his dreams?

No, right? You go, Gudiya. Okay?

I need to leave this weekend.

This weekend!

That's too soon?

Uh…

Sure, no problem. Ya?

Uh, why delay something good? Right?

Hmm.

Ah… Give her some money for expenses.

Hmm.

My mother,
how is she always so full of love for me.

If I'm able to tell her the truth someday,

that I don't want to be her daughter but
her son, would she still love me as much?

Nice!

I figured how I can impress Nandini
Nahata, at this event.

Sir, ticket please.

Sure. Here you go.

Sir, ticket please.

Since childhood,
I've sat in my room and only dreamed

day and night of being Rith.

Sir, please show me your ticket.

I'll get into Betterverse and see myself
in Rith's avatar in there for the

first time.

After that I might find the guts,
to become Rith in the real world as well.

Sir, please show your ticket.

Then the mismatch between
people's assumptions

and my reality might disappear.

Oh ho, mummy.
If you're going to sob like this,

then don't come to Hyderabad.

How can I not come?
My girl alone in a new city.

Your college doesn't have a hostel yet.
Don't know how you'll manage there?

I'll live my life happily there
and I'll make my own decisions.

And we've all seen how that turned out.

Arey, why are you arguing with her?
You know there's no point. Come on.

What's happened to her?
She was fine this morning.

-Check if the cab is here, let this be.
-Yes, I was going to. You come now.

And why did you have to get this 60's
hair cut. Your hair grew long with so much

-difficulty.
-I didn't even want a haircut, you

forced me to go to the hair salon.

Yes, I was getting a discount.

Yes, yes. We are coming.

You have also never lived alone. Went
from holding your mother's hand to holding

-mine.
-You…

Listen…

I've packed a month's supply of
Chinese samosas, and schezwan parathas in

-the freezer, alright.
-So grateful.

-Heat them in the microwave and have them.
-I will, I will, come on now, stop crying.

-Senior manager sahab.
-Yes?

-What is this?
-Wear this tie to office from tomorrow, so

that Virk uncle doesn't get all his work
done by you in the name of

friendship. Show him who's boss, ya.

You're absolutely right.
This, Virk, you know,

he's stolen a lot of
food from my lunchbox.

Time to put him in
his place, as his boss.

And if you serious about that, then
feed him mummy's schezwan parathas.

Heh?

-Come, come, come, come. Simple.
-Bye, papa.

She was joking.

I have an announcement.

This is the last time we're meeting in a
conventional classroom.

What?

Don't, don't worry.
There will be classes. But not inside.

That's the whole point,
na? To be unconventional.

Treat LLIT as an incubator
for your own startup ideas.

I'm going to guide you all, like a mentor.
I'll help you develop these ideas.

But I won't go chasing after anyone. Okay?

But what about the rest of the class?

Khonglah, did you say something?

I'm sorry, sir.

It's just that since morning,
I've been getting these,

love notes from unknown senders.

Why?

What's going on, guys?

Sir, today is Valentine's Day, so…

Plus,
these guys have no idea what romance is.

Half of these notes,
the guys are asking me for

massages and pedicures.

What? Who the hell wrote that?

Thomas,
I'll take care of it. You're in my class.

Guys,
this rubbish won't be tolerated here.

I know I'm casual, I'm easygoing,

but that doesn't mean you
can get away with anything.

By the end of the day,
Khonglah will get three more notes…

with apologies in them. Got it?

Thank you, Thomas. Please sit down.

Just remember,
in all the high profile colleges,

until you are in the final year,
you don't even get a chance

to develop your own ideas.

And in NNIT, maybe, not even then.

Uh, but why, sir?

Why?

Well my friend,

that's because their dearest boss will
never let them spread their wings.

For now, I'm flying off.

See you, guys.

Huh! Sir left without
teaching us anything.

You know why this haptic suit is not
working? Because you wasted all your time

-focusing on that fuckall robot.
-Anmol… Anmol… Hey, hi!

-Can u call Anmol please.
-It's just like you, useless.

Does the world need
another one? It doesn't.

No, not you.

-It doesn't even need one of you.
-Anmol, Anmol!

The world needs a haptic suit.

Anmol, look.

How's the testing of your
haptic suit coming along?

Uh…

Very well.

Really?

Hmm hmm.

-Any sensation in your legs?
-Hmm.

That's amazing!

I'm hungry.

Let's go to our haunt?

Huh?

Let's get a meal in.

Huh?

Let's go.

Hey, I know. I'm really sorry,
ya. I'll come to Ambala next weekend.

I promise.

I hope you're not angry?

We'll go to see the Charminar,huh?

Oh wow, it was built in 1591.

Of course I'm angry.

You're cancelling at the last minute.

I know. The issue is Ayesha actually
couldn't handle the Delhi event alone.

So Namrata canceled,
and because of that I

also had to stay back.

But I promise,
that the next weekend I will be,

one second.

What is this?

-Is this from the Delhi office?
-Listen, you get back to the event.

I'll meet you so--,
I-I'll talk to you soon.

Does Mahesh Babu live around here closeby?

Mummy!

-Bhai sahab, where does Mahesh Babu live?
-Mummy!

LUV HYD

-Correct. It's from the Delhi office.
-Oh!

-Merch for sale.
-Oh, these look great!

Yeah, I love these.

I'll make sure I thank this lover boy
someday. Makes it easy for me to enter any

-place.
-You come with me. I will get you a

volunteer badge and show you where to set

up. If he hadn't compromised
Betterverse's firewall for his lover girl,

-I wouldn't be here today.
-Really?

You already gave them, right? Give me too.

-One cold drink, please.
-I know, it's rush hour. Um…

-We'll go later.
-You okay?

-Thank you.
-Ah…

-Hi, Daksh.
-Daksh.

-Ya, Anmol.
-Dude,I forgot the name of

-that biscuit, what was it called?
-Osmania!

-Two.
-Two, Osmania.

I… I'll get them for us.

Just go there and wait for me.

-Uh…
-Ya, away from all this.

You go, I'm coming, I'm coming.

Your peneer sandwich is ready.

-Yes, two.
-It's nice.

Daksh, bro,
I've already ordered. I'm still waiting.

What is this, what are you people doing?
Huh? Step aside. Step aside!

A handicapped is waiting.

Poor fellow. Have some pity.

Social work is your new hobby, huh?

You want a Nobel prize?

I want nothing from you. Okay?

So then why do you always hover around
me like a poor dog with its tail between

its legs?

-Fuck off, Anmol!
-Show me how.

-You bloody cunt!
-You bloody cunt!

I'll bury you in the--

Anmol!

Sorry Vinn, I-I was,
this son of a bitch was messing with me.

Rishi part two!

-Bloody simp!
-This mother--

Mother what?

Complete your sentence.

This, mother…

What are you looking at? Get in line, ok.
Why you all here? Daksh, just feed them,

-feed them.
-Anmol.

Yes, yes.

Open that Swear Jar app,
c'mon. Three grand.

-Wasn't it two?
-Three swear words, no?

Which ones?

Cunt, son of a--

Ya.

Shell out 1500.

-Don't act smart with me.
-Why should I pay then?

With sunshine moist and glistening

May the skies be filled with butterflies

Never lacking for praise

May there be passion in the sand
In the clouds, fantasy

Desire in the raindrops
In the streets, melody

The moon for my blanket
The stars looking down on me

My your time belong to me
My time belong to you

Ho… Oh… Just together, you and me

-Thank you.
-It was amazing, you guys! Thank

-you, thank you, so much! Thank you.
-Thank you. Thank you.

Hi everyone.
Uh, welcome! Thank you for being here.

My name is Rishi.

I hope you guys have already
registered for today's event.

-Yeah.
-Yeah, yeah.

Great. Because if you haven't,
you can scan the QR code.

Um… So!

The Geeky Nerdy Pyaar app will give
you a number in every round,

which will be based on your
profile and preferences,

which is written on all
the chairs around you.

You've to find that number,

and you have to go and sit in
front of your potential match.

Every one will get only three minutes
to engage in a chat with their

potential match.

After which…

a blaring buzzer sound will be heard.

And that means,
you have to go back on the app,

you have to check for the next number.
You have to rate your previous match,

and you have to go get prompted
to the next one.

Okay? Towards the end…

your scores will be tallied automatically.

And ta-da! You'll be with your matches.

So I am very excited for this. Good luck!

But before we head,
we have a little message from our founder.

Hi, guys!
And welcome to Geeky Nerdy Pyaar's

Valentine's Day event.

Now, I know that we tend
to ignore our personal

lives, because of studies and work,

but you know what?
We all deserve some romance in our lives.

So let us help you find love.

Trust me, if I managed to find love,

against all odds,

it's possible for everyone.

Everyone expects this picture perfect
type of love. But of course,

the reality is that it's not
easy to find such love.

Specially for me.

Because I need to find myself first.

I just hope there are no hiccups.

This, um,
they've printed the same design on all?

Din't they have the budget for more?

There is one more.
Uh, sorry. Just setting up.

Anyway. I don't want to buy anything.

Sorry. Hi, I'm Celina.

Rith.

Aren't you participating?

Uh…

I think you should take one
of these badges, maybe.

So, orange is for straight,

green is for gay,
and purple is for bi, like myself.

-Um…uh…
-Umm… Sorry!

There's no badge for confused.

But there should be one.

I'm not confused and it's
none of your business.

Wow!

Very edgy vibes!

You do you, babe!

Oh, and by the way…

tell your founder that these T-shirts,
they suck ass!

Much like your service. Ahh! T-shirt drop…

What is wrong with her?

Love stories are nothing
but clichéd formulas.

-Sorry, I'm late.
-For instance, one is, enemies to

-lovers. -Then there is, friends to lovers.
-Okay.

And the worst of all, love at first sight.

-Hello! Hi!
-Hey!

Sorry, I'm late.

Ah, uh, no, that's okay.
Ah, have you registered?

Ya. Ya.

You know, I was at a play reading,
and we're casting,

and I honestly haven't
been able to find any--

I'm Anuradha.

Hi, Anuradha. I'm Rishi.

Uh, you are s-straight?

Ya, ya, ya! Yeah! She, her, straight.

Late, but straight.

-How about you?
-Alas! Sorry! I think the badges are over.

Alas, indeed!

Sorry.

You know, I'm going to be directing

Romeo and Juliet very soon.

-Oh, that's amazing!
-Yeah! Uh, and, uh…

you'd make a perfect Romeo.

My life's purpose is to be
the perfect Romeo, Anuradha.

Hmm.

Hey! Found it. There.

Ah…

-Thank you, good sir.
-No problem.

But, yours is pink?

Yeah! Pink is for taken.

Committed. You know, perfect Romeo.

Oh!

No, no… -Uh, I'm not,

I'm not partici--I'm actually the…

-Uh, ya…uh.

-I… I'll just…I…
-Uh, no, I'll… Oh!

-No, I'll just… Excuse me. I'll…
-No…

So tell me Sai, what's
the sexiest thing about you?

But…

I have been told I have an
amazing face for radio.

Love at first sight always gets
a strong dose of reality.

But everyone falls prey to this
love at first sight formula.

What do you do for fun?

Make a complete fool of myself.

S-sorry?

Sorry.

Fun? Um… Theater.

Yeah,
I… I love theater. It's like, my passion.

What about you?
Are you into the performing arts?

No.

-No?
-No.

Oh!

Well,
you should check out some plays sometimes.

I mean, like,
I know that people are mostly into films

and series and all that, but…

there's something about the stage,
you know that…

Hey!

Taken, ma'am. Sorry.

Don't you have a long-distance
thing going? She won't find out.

Whoa!

Slow down. We've literally just met.

I'm a new student at LLIT.

What?

Dimple. You must have heard the name.

I've also heard that if you want
something with all your heart,

the whole universe comes together
to bring it to you.

So, is Mogambo happy now?

So…

-So?
-Describe your last relationship.

She threw cold coffee at me
the first time I saw her,

and that's when I knew,

that I was in true love.

Hmm.

So that must have turned you
into a fan of cold coffee.

Big one.

I'm addicted to it.

Ya. Me too.

Hello, my Betterverse buddies!

My apologies in advance for
what is about to happen.

Actually,
no. I take that back. I really need this.

Why are you staring at me?

Okay!

It's because I'm hot.

I get it!

But why such cold vibes?

You're Simran's ex, aren't you?

You, you know Simran?

Yes. I'm her big fan.

See! Her new boyfriend.

He's Spanish.

He's way hotter than you and clearly
keeps her so much happier!

Oye!

Looks like Valentine's going
well for both of us.

-Hello. Hi, how are you?
-Hi. Good.

-What's up, buddy?
-Hey.

V! Meet the famous Ms. Ambala.

I'm so sorry, I should
have introduced. This is--

Hi Dimple, I'm Vinny.

Hi.

-I've heard so much about you from Rishi.
-Didn't you tell her anything,

that, you know the two of us, are,

How do you guys,
manage a long-distance relationship?

-I mean, Anmol and I also figure, but…
-But anyway? It's fine.

-These girls will figure it out.
-He has to buy a ticket,

it gets expensive.

I feel guilty,
but I do miss him, you know.

Sorry, I'm going on and on.
It--I don't open up so--

-You could have saved her.
-Arey, she needs no saving.

She's Dimple no damsel.

She was rejected by her idol,
and yet somehow she made it here.

You're not helping.

Hey, I'm just saying,
that her determination is fucking awesome!

-Hey! Swear not! 1000 Rupees!
-Hey! Swear not! 1000 Rupees!

What is this charity? There you go again.

The problem with reality is that,
one person's reality,

can be different from another's.

And when this comes out in the open,

one of them can even feel betrayed.

There's a discount for the
founder's girlfriend.

-I'm just browsing.
-Okay.

I feel the same way during
Garba is my hometown.

Escape-room kind of vibes.

I'd made an app three years ago,
you know. Anti-sosh.

It taught users how to escape from rooms,
just like this one.

Nice. I'm going to download it right away.

But someone stole my app, ya.

Just another thing that didn't
go according to plan.

We're all full of contradictions.

We want to hide the truth from everyone.

I'm stuck in this loop of torture.

But we also want someone with
whom we can be completely open.

And, be understood by.

Are you okay?

Video…

-Ya, I saw.
-Hmm.

First I saw Namrata, then I saw Dimple.

And you know,
this thought came into my head, that…

I'm the bad guy in everyone's life.

Sometimes, it's good to be bad.

And anyway, these good guys,
right? They're all bloody boring.

Hmm.

Just like…

Just like Simran's new guy.

So, do still miss Simran?

Got it.

-No man, no man. Let's not go there.
-Hmm…

Ya, ya, it hurts. It's fine. Ya.

Hey, listen! Since we're already here,

Ya.

-A badass photo is a must? Okay.
-Ya, ya. Okay. Come.

Okay.

Bro.

What the fuck?

Ya!

Ya, what the-what the fuck, man?

Fuck!

Fuck!

This is, this is too bizarre.
I shoudn't have let this happen.

Oh, fuck!

What the hell is going on?

Anmol.

Your haptic suit's not working.

But instead of working on that,
you're busy with these kiddish activities.

Rishi, you know very well how much

I depend on you, right?

I didn't expect this from you.

Not done.

Of course. Makes sense.

Please make sure you don't
fall into old patterns, hmm?

-Yes, ma'am.
-Speaking of old patterns,

Katyal!

Do you guys know that there use to
be a time when your Nandini ma'am,

would write notes that too all night,
for all her batch mates,

and that too anonymously.

So that nobody felt lonely.

Ever heard of something called growing up.

Oh, you wouldn't know, Siddharth.

In this university,
there are many small-time colleges.

Including yours.

But there's only one NNIT.

My students do real work.

Usually.

That's it!

No more events in this
college from now on.

-Rishi, wrap this up.
-Alright guys! Enough

insult for a day. Come

Sir, sir! Ma'am, everyone.

Ma'am, just one second, please.

The event is about to get over.

Only the calculation of the scores is
left, and it'll be done in no time.

The app will do it in seconds.
Please, ma'am.

All right,
that's it, everyone. Thank you so much.

That was the last round.

Ah, you can now check your phones
and click on the complete button.

You'll get a link,
and you can click on that.

Geeky Nerdy Pyaar.
Time to meet your perfect match.

Malware created by yours truly,
Rith Joshi.

Seems accurate.

Nuh-uh. This app sucks!

Geeky Nerdy sham!

You know what this means, right, guys?

Date night's not over yet.
Just give me a moment, I'll fix this. Ya?

-Rishi…
-Bhai, come with me, please?

Open the source file and show me.

All the algorithms seem fine.

Coz, it's a front end
issue, not the back end.

Some of you also have…

-I worked in cyber security for two years.
-We are looking into it.

I can find it and fix it in no time.

That was my job.

-Please calm down.
-Okay, ya. We are checking it.

Please. Rishi's also checking on it. And…

Break the long lines first.

Someone has made the code
unreadable on purpose.

Another thing we have in common.

Ask them to refresh the app.

I got a match! Where is Sanjeev?

Sanjeev? Sanjeev!

Thank you so much,
man. You saved the day.

-You're amazing!
-Ya.

Do you go to college here too?

No, but I plan to fix that.

So do I.

Sir!

Please tell me you saw her code?

Good to see you too, Ahuja.

Hello!

-You finally showed up.
-Hi! Yes!

Hello, ma'am?

Hi, Ms, ah…

Um, you just missed it
but you can ask anyone

there.
There was an issue with an app, and at

record--

Speed, she debugged the app.

She's too good. I'm very impressed.

-And you want me to…
-There's no one of my

caliber in your institute, ma'am.

I can guarantee you.

Nobody here could have
handled such a breach so swiftly.

LLIT needs her more than
she needs LLIT. No offense!

But if our institute is in a league
of it's own, then you know…

NNIT is a premier institute.

These passionate show-off
pitches aren't good enough.

We can't really gauge your caliber
without a written exam. Hmm?

Hey, genius!

LLIT was started for people like you.

And there's a seat for you,
if you want one.

And in the meantime,
you can stay at our homestay

for the students.

Until our hostels are ready.

Time for Plan B.

The goalpost is the same.

I just need a pivot,
instead of a direct shot.

From here, to there.

And from there,
it's a free kick to Betterverse.

Where it's not Rithika,
but Rith that I'll see myself as.

Sid sir!
Make that Rogan Josh, with some passion.

Passion?

My mood is finally better.

And why was your mood off?

Nothing much,

just that Valentine's Day had the kid's
hormones going all over the place.

And that Shekhawat had,
even organized an event.

Ended up arguing with Nandini there.

But on the bright side…

Dimple is back!

Well, she also got mixed up in
all this 14th Feb nonsense, but,

I'm happy she's back.

C'mon now! It's such a romantic day,
but you're being so unromantic right now.

Wow! You too?

Of course?
Why do you think I insisted to make

Rogan Josh together today? Hmm?

Happy V-day, Sid sir!

Anmol really has changed, Dimple.

But you didn't even tell me that
you two have become besties now.

You didn't even tell me that you're
the apple of Nandini ma'am's eye now.

I won't tell you everything about
myself on our first date.

We've only just met, cupcake.

Come on.

Hey, you also didn't tell me,
about this, new hip hairstyle of yours.

Looks great.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way,

are you staying at the hostel here?

It's not ready yet.

Come stay with me, no.

Talk to the mummy.

No.

This is so wrong, just like your dialogue.

What?

Hand, talk to the hand.

You seem to be more upset
about the dialogue.

-Your priorities have changed.
-Oh really! Okay.

What now?

So now?

Sorry!

It's okay.

Nice.

Thank you.

Hey!

Are you okay?

Aww-- Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

-Smell this.
-Doesn't matter.

There is a bigger problem than the
mismatch of assumptions and reality.

The mismatch of expectation and outcome.

Are you… okay?

Hmm.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

You think that was okay?

I guess so.