Pardes (1997) Script

The daughter goes for the father's blessings.

The daughter goes for the father's blessings.

Father, search a groom for me Father, search a groom for me Someone like Goddess Radha's Shyam and Goddess Sita's Ram.

Despite living for 35 years in America, whenever I come to India I don't know why, but I feel very excited.

I feel as though I've come to the warmth of my mother's lap.

Today whether my India has something or not, but she has one thing in abundance, and that's love.

The air! The buildings here echo with one word, 'Love'!

One such building is The Taj Mahal.

For my American friends, love means give and take.

But in India it means give, give and give!


In America, love has its own limitations.

It demands.

Their love is a gesture of give and take.

But in India, it is not give and take.

In India it is give, give and give!


Yes! India has always been unbelievable.


And there comes another unbelievable person!



How is your family?

My wife is very peeved with you.

Mate! This time I'll make it up to her.

You've become a big-wig now!

It's been 10 years since you've come here!

The kids are dying to meet you and...

Hence I'm packing off this lot!

And I'll accompany you to Dehradun and spend 3-4 days with the kids.

Put your window up, friend. It's getting dusty inside.

We've grown up in this dust.

So how can we stop it from coming in?

The scent of this dust from India is out of this world!

You haven't changed despite staying in America for 35 years!

You must be the first Indian to have earned so much money and fame there.

You're coming to my house exactly after 10 years!

We sold our old house at Dehradun and built a house amidst our fields.

Narendra lives in the city.

Narmada, mother and I live here.

Since it's vacation time, the house is always buzzing.

Kulvanti and her kids are here too.

And they're all waiting for you as though some filmstar from Mumbai is coming down!


-Papa! -See! She found us right here.

She's Ganga, my daughter.


-Ganga? -Our little Kusum.


-Papa! -Papa!

-Look who's here, dear. -Don't tell me. Let me guess!

You're the American uncle, papa's school mate.

25 years back... No!

35 years, you had gone to the US with just 10 dollars.

And today you're the richest man there!

You have a huge family!

18 sons, 11 daughters, 9 daughters-in-law, 3 sisters and 3 brothers.

You have many cars and helicopters too!

-And which is that city papa where... -Hollywood.

Yes! You live in Hollywood where the American movie stars live.

-Enough! -Your bungalow is...

-Won't you greet him? -Sorry!

I made a mistake!

Bless you, dear!

-My son! -Bless you!

I'll go and tell mom!

Tell her what? They are all charged up as it is!

-What happened, Potla? -Come along, sir.

A royal welcome awaits you!


-Madam! -What happened, you fool?

Master is here with his American friend.

What are you saying? He's here already!

What! He has come? Today?

Sonali! Daksha! Get my stole, will you?

Did you get only this place to sit?

-Come in, Kishorilal! -Bravo!

What a lovely farmhouse!

Sonali! Daksha! My stole? Hurry! Where are you?

-Is that American here? -Sister, Kishorilal is here.

-Greetings, brother! -How are you?

I don't know...


I made a mistake! Greetings!

This is the height of shamelessness! Sonali!

-Greetings, brother! -Greetings, sister-in-law!

You're amazing! You didn't tell me that...

So what? I'm no stranger.

True but...

-Good you came early, Kishorilal! -Bless me, mother!

Narmada was expecting you tomorrow.

Anyway, good that you're finally here!

-I hear you're a big-wig now! -I'm the same little boy for you.

I need your blessings even now. Bless me!

-But how can I bless you, son? -Why not?

There's cow-dung on my hands!

No problem. I'll still bless you!



They are Nitin, Sonali, Daksha, Dabboo.

Bless you, kids!

Dad, it's bad!

That American is being fussed over as though he's God!

Surajdev has a complex about foreign countries!

I know him since 10 years!

You're an NRI too!

Why don't they fuss over you?

They will, my dear! Wait and watch!

When, dad?

When Surajdev comes with a proposal for his daughter Ganga.

When will he do that? Years have gone by.

Then fix it once and for all.

Without deciding the dowry?

You're silly!

What do you think I got this fool educated and helped him build a great body for?

Then go and meet them.

A variety of gourmet dishes have been made for that American!


Wow! The food was delicious!

I used to return from Delhi and Mumbai.

But the fruits and vegetables of rural India are heavenly!

And why not?

Yes! After all they are from Surajdev's fields!

This is Amirchand. My mother's sister-in-law's son!

Why don't you say a distant cousin?

Sir, I am Amirchand. This is my brother Garibchand, and this is my wife Bhagyashri.

AC, BC and GC.

He's an NRI too.

Which country do you come from?

He used to live in Sri Lanka.

So what?

An Indian coming from Sri Lanka is an NRI too!

But we are small people.

A variety of dishes are laid out for you.

We aren't even invited!

Amirchand, come here!

Your complaints will be heard here!

-Greetings, aunt! -Yes! How are you?

Uncle. Here is your evening medicine.

My medicine?

You are to take your dose everyday at 7 pm and 9 am.

Who told you?

Tell me. Who told you?

No one! I was ironing your overcoat, a slip fell out from it where your eating habits were mentioned.

-It was signed 'Arjun'. -Arjun!

-So he is behind this! -Who's Arjun?

He's my 18th son. Son of a distant cousin.

He takes good care of me.

I call him my 'Little Master'.

He has penned a lovely song.

"I love India".

Have your dose first then go on about 'I love India'.

-Aunt. -Yes?

Why is Ganga buttering up that man so much?

Amirchand, you always reek of jealousy!

Here, have some water.

This uncle can take us to America.


If we impress him...

But how?

-You idiot! -Idiot?

-With our music! Our western music! -Oh yes!

Idiot! He's a complete Indian American.

If you try to impress him, it will backfire!

-Want to bet? -Done!

One moment.

-Daboo. -What?

-Do you remember the notes? -Yes!

So the notes of Sim Sim Pola on Channel Potla!

Hare Rama, Hare Rama.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama, Hare Rama.

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna.

Krishna, Krishna.

Krishna, Krishna.

We want to go... -Say it!



I saw London.

I saw Paris.

I saw London, I saw Paris and I saw Japan.

I saw Michael, I saw Elvis, I saw everything.

In the whole world, there isn't another India.

There isn't another India.

There isn't another India.

This world...

Is one bride.

This world is one bride and the vermillion on the bride's forehead.

That is my India.

I love my India.

This world...

Is one bride.

This world is one bride and the vermillion on the bride's forehead.

That is my India.

I love my India.

That is my India.

I love my India.

When someone sang the Malhar...

The monsoon came swinging.

The water was set on fire when...

The 'Deepak' tune was sung.

The mingling of seven notes, is a garland of songs of life.

We even call our God, the flute player.

The flute player... The flute player...

That is my India.

I love my India.

That is my India.

I love my India.

The monsoon bird sings.

The nightingale sings.

We made all the joyous and sad songs in life.

The whole world sings our songs.

Sing songs that have a whiff our land.

I love India!

I love my India!

I love my India!

I love my India!

My country is India.

My beloved is India.

-This world... -This world...

-Is one bride. -Is one bride.

This world is one bride, the vermillion on the bride's forehead.

That is my India, I love my India.

That is my India, I love my India.

My country is India.

My beloved is India.

My deed is India.

My religion is India.

My India.

My India.

My India.

India is my life.

What are you saying?

I'm talking sense, Suraj.

I'm asking for your daughter's hand in marriage for my son Rajeev.

It's been 3 years since Rajeev's mother died.

You know Rajeev is my only son.

He was born and brought up in America.

He hasn't seen India as yet.

But definitely knows what lies in the hearts and thoughts of his Indian family, and he respects that.

I'm asking for your daughter's hand because we NRIs need girls like her.

Because we have pushed our kids into English books and western culture so much that despite being so successful, we feel like failures from within.

Observing all this, girls like Ganga are our only hope.

Hence I've decided that Ganga will be my daughter-in-law.

And I'll take her to my house.

But only after seeking your permission with folded hands.

What nonsense!

The fact that Ganga will go into such a loving family is very comforting.

But there's just one hitch.

-We are village folks... -Enough!

Don't make such cheap remarks!

Don't you know me well?

Leave the rest for later.

I'll call you from America.


How can I send her abroad when I've never sent her to Delhi or Mumbai?

-Never! -Try to understand, Narmada!

It's the values which are distant. Not countries!

In this age, America's not far.

How times have changed!

You'll send your daughter to America?

-Make her a foreigner? -Oh c'mon, mother!

Today the whole nation is westernized.

-And hasn't Ganga graduated in English? -Yes!

Look at our own kids, Daboo, Potla!

They only watch the music channels, where Michael Jackson keeps appearing like a bad dream! Oh Lord!

Why are you stubborn, Narmada? I've promised Kishorilal!

We had promised Amirchand too!

No we hadn't finalised anything.

We said we'd think about it, when Ganga completed her studies.

Moreover his son drinks heavily. Does anyone know that?

Then go and talk to him! They are expecting Ganga.

I don't care.

My Ganga will marry Kishorilal's son. That's my final decision!

-How can you decide by yourself? -Think it over.

You should've taken some advice.

Think it over. You should've discussed it.

You should've taken some advice.


Ganga will marry Kishorilal's son. That's final! Got it?

That's it!

The American uncle has gone, but he left some photos of his family and son Rajeev.

-Rajeev's photo? Show it to me. -No!

Sorry, sister!

Your father himself doesn't know which one is Rajeev!

-What?! -Yes!

Because he forgot to ask and uncle forgot to tell!

-Oh no! -Oh yes!

-There is a lot of confusion. -True!

Show me the photos. I'll tell you.


I'll show you Rajeev's family.

This is American uncle with his 2 brothers.

This is his sister-in-law.

Looks strict!

-This is Padma, his sister. -She's fashionable!

-And his mother, Krishna. -A wholesome mother.

Now the confusion sets in. There are 2 heroes!

-You have to guess which one is Ganga's! -Quick! Show me!

I'll show you.

Here's the first hero.

It's the second one's turn.

Now you have to guess who her hero is!

Yes! Go ahead and guess.

Take your time, sister!

Shall I tell you?

I think it's this one!

And I say that sis's hero is this one!

Ganga, you guess which of the two is Rajeev.

-Shall I show you? -Yes! Please!

C'mon! Tell us!

Great choice!

-My respects. -Be happy.

Did you send for me, Krishna?

Yes, I did.

Is it true that you've asked for Surajdev's daughter's

-hand in marriage? -Yes.

I've also given him my word.


But Kishorilal, do you know that you're trying to bring India's Ganges to the concrete jungles of America?

I know it.

But what about our future generation? Our Indian culture?

Who will preserve it for us?

Ganga? It is bookish!

Rajeev will never agree to it.

Rajeev will never refuse me.


Kishorilal, our sons don't like to even visit India.

How will they choose an Indian girl?

They are westernized, and for them to marry Indian girls is impossible!

I'll make the impossible possible.

And my Arjun will help me.

'My Little Master.'

Someday I'll meet you.

But I don't know when that will happen.

My heart yearns, my heart is alone.

Come out of the image and become my reality.

My beloved.

My beloved.

My beloved.

Arjun Sagar is one of those upcoming singers from America, Canada and UK whose 'I love my India' song is at no. 1 on the Asian music chart.

Meet Arjun Sagar.

How did you come from India to America?

By Air-India!

Actually, I...

I was born in a town in UP called Mathura.

-The town of Lord Krishna? -Yes, that's right.

But I'm not Krishna, I'm Arjun.

That too, of these modern times.

Actually, I was 10 years old when my parents passed away.

My father was a musician, and my mother, a school teacher.

I was just living like an orphan, when Kishorilal who was like a brother to my mother, came into my life.


Then I came to America and I worked in a garage for 3 years.

Plied a taxi for 4 years.

Then Kishorilal made me a manager in his own garage.

Today he's my father, deity, everything!

When he came to know that I love singing and dancing, he built a work-studio for me where we do our work and rehearse as well.

1, 2, 3, 4.

1, 2, 3, 4.

1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2, 3, 4.

1, 2, 3, 4. 1, 2, 3, 4.

1, 2, 3, 4.

Take me up! Here we go!

-Any regrets in life? -No.

-Any siblings? -No.

-Any relations? -No.

-A beloved? -Only in songs.

-Have you been in love? -Never!


Haven't found someone.

Who's your dream girl?


An Indian girl.

Actually, I don't really know.

Because she's in my mind, in my paintings.

I haven't met her.

How long have you been away from India?

5 years.

Do you miss India?

Oh yes! Very much!

Your future plans?

To convert my father's house in Mathura into a music school

-where poor kids can come, and... -Arjun, a call from Rajeev.

Excuse me.

Hello. Yes, Rajeev?

Arjun! Where are you?

Daddy wants you. Go home now. Okay?

-Has he called me now? -There's a problem, man!

He has chosen an Indian girl for me!

-Hence he has called you. Alone. -Called me alone?

Yes! Just leave everything and be there. All right?

Okay. Don't worry. I'll meet him.

Hurry up, man! Else he'll parcel me to India!

-Okay. -Mr. Arjun, one last question!

Sorry! I have to go.

It's an important question. Just one minute.

There's no one who is as important to me as Mr. Kishorilal.

Not even me!

Arjun, Rajeev has never gone to India, nor does he want to.

But I want him to go there.

To breathe the fragrance of the soil there.

To understand the values there.

And choose Ganga.

Agree to marry her with all his heart.

Son, think of this to be my life's most important and beautiful dream.

Only you can fulfill it.

Because Rajeev is your friend and... -Daddy, you don't worry.

I promise you. Rajeev will agree to marry Ganga!


I'm really proud of you!

Thank you, daddy!

Mr. Joseph, give Monica 5 days' leave.

Yes, I understand. Take that as an order from me.

And... Yes.

It will be a paid leave. Okay? Yes!

-Happy? -Thank you, sir.

-Who sent these flowers? -That friend of yours.

I sent them, sir.

-Thank you. -You're welcome!

How do you like them?

They are beautiful and I also know why you've sent them.

Advocating for dad, aren't you?

I know that I have to go to India with you.

-Look around. Approve of the girl and... -You know everything.

-But dad did one good thing. -What?

He gave me the right to choose the girl.

-As in? -It's my choice!

And that's the trick!

Come and see India once at least. You'll like it very much.

Paul's here!

Hey guys, I'm here! I'm also coming to India, right?

-Of course! -I knew you'd join us too.

So, I booked 3 tickets to Delhi.

-By Air India! -Why Air India?

They say, to feel the air of India fly Air India!

-I love India! -Yes, man!

Ganga! We've got news!


-Ganga! -What happened?

-We've got news! -What news?

-Who's to be your husband? -Who?

-You won and Potla lost. -Really!

Yes, I lost!

Here's your prince Rajeev's photo who's coming here on Monday!


Why are you going abroad?

Leaving your own country...

Leaving your own country...

Ganga, where are you going?

Breaking your promise...

Leaving us...

Ganga, where are you going?

Breaking your promise and leaving us...

Beloved, my beloved...

I am where my beloved is.

I am where my beloved is.

He made me leave my country.

He called me abroad.

He made me leave my country. He called me abroad.

There was a message for me.

I am where my beloved is.

I am where my beloved is.

What do I do, my Lord?

I am where my beloved is.

I am where my beloved is.

It seems as if something is breaking in the heart.

My childhood is left behind in my father's house.

I am happy and sad too...

Like a river that is thirsty.

What do I do, my Lord?

I am where my beloved is.

I am where my beloved is.

A silver dish, a golden box...

A silver dish, a golden box...

Give them to me mother, my mother-in-law has called.

Lipstick, kohl, powder, vermillion...

Give them to me mother, my mother-in-law has called.

Ganga, where are you going?

Breaking your promise...

Leaving us...

Leaving us...

There I am.

Ganga, wake up!

What is it?

Wake up! Your prince is here!

-What! He has come! -Come and see.

No! I don't want to!

C'mon! Look! Lord Ram hasn't come, but Shyam has!

Shyam? What rubbish!

Rajeev is still in Delhi.

He has sent some Arjun to make arrangements.


Look, uncle! Try to understand what I'm saying.

Rajeev is totally American.

So he can't stand this heat and dust.

The stink! If something stinks, he'll go bananas!

I mean mad!

Do you know what will happen if he comes here?

He'll see this and faint!

He'll faint, come to his senses and fly off to LA!

No, son! We are with you.

Kishorilal told me everything last night!

Thank you very much, uncle!

So now do as I say.

-First, remove these cows from here. -But these are buffaloes, son.

Whatever. Send these goats away. Right!

-And does it bite? -No! Just barks.

Okay! You'll have to shift him because Rajeev is allergic to dogs.

-Is this cot for the dog? -This cot...

It's our servant Ramu's cot.

No! He can't sleep here. Build a separate servant quarters for him.

Servants should have a department.

There should be a department for everything.

Uncle, you understand me? We must clean up this place fast!

-This straw here... -It's cow-dung son.


Ramu! Isn't that your name? Throw this out now!

Son, Kishorilal used to... Not the father! Talk about the son.

He can't stand all this, so it's vital that we clean up.

So everybody, move it! We don't have time!

Move it!

Pompous, isn't he?

Tells us to throw our dog out!

-Asks Ramu to sleep outside. -Is he a human or a beast?

Don't worry, brother!

I'll turn this beast into a man pretty soon.

-How? -I have a solution for it.

What will you do?

-Idea! -What?

Welcome, Mr. Arjun...

Says our Ganga!

-You are? -Daksha, a cousin.

Good. Sit down please.

-And you? -Shake hands at least.

-Potla. -Cousin?

-Brother. I'm her brother. -Please stand here.

-Where's Ganga? I can't see her. -Come in, Ganga.



Don't remove your glasses. I'm Ganga.

So you're the one papa has chosen for Rajeev?

Yes! When uncle saw me, he said one won't find a better Ganga in the whole of India!

-Right? -Yes!

Sure! Papa was right!

We won't find a girl like you in this whole world, let alone India!

Is there a telephone here?

Will you let me talk to Rajeev?

Yes! No! I'll certainly not do that. I'll just talk to papa. Okay?

Come along! Not you! You sit right here.

-You come with me! -Yes! Okay!

Book a call please. Yes. 'Lightning' call will do.

Yes, I know it costs 8 times more. Charge 16 times more, even 32 but I must get the call through.

No! You don't understand, madam!

Whether the lines are working or not...

It's a matter of life and death! I'm telling you.

It's like this because...

Even if they are not, try and put this call...

What are you doing?

-No! Not you! Excuse me, madam! -Go and sit there please.

-Let me talk to Rajeev. -I can't do that. Go and sit now.

Ms. Daksha, make her sit there please.

Nitin! You stay here. I need protection. I'm back, madam.

Hi, madam! Have pity.

Hello, madam.

-Sir. -Hello.

I told you, you won't get connected before 4 hours.

-She's there... -Madam...

-Is there any quiet place here? -Yes!

-I want to be left alone. -Sure!

-I do not want to be disturbed. -Sure!

-Call me the moment papa calls! -Fine.

Hello! It will come!

Thank you!

-He's in a soup! -Poor chap!

Hello! Yes, put me through.

Kishorilal? How are you?

No, I didn't call you.

Yes! Arjun's here. No, Rajeev's coming tomorrow.

We are fine. How about you?

Hang on! I'll call her. Ganga!

-Yes, papa? -Your call.

-Who's calling? -It's an important call.

-From? -Guess!

-Tell me, papa! -You guess.

Uncle Kishorilal.

Really? Let me talk to him. Give it to me!

Hello, uncle!

This is Ganga here. Greetings.

I'm fine. How can I not remember you?

We miss you a lot.

We all sing your song, 'I love India'.

It's a super hit. Even grandma sings it!

Yes? And how are you?

Do you take your medicines on time?


Your little master is here. He's okay.

A bit pompous.

No, uncle. He's nice.

Okay, I'll give it to him.

Yes, tell me.

No, everything's fine.

-That soap in Rajeev's room... -Yes.

-Keep it as I told you to. -Yes.

-She is? -Ganga.

-And that was? -A prank!

-You may go. -Okay.

Daddy, you were right.

The sky is bright.

My daughter has attained youth.

She is her father's darling.

Excuse me!

-I'm... My name is... -I know.

You're Arjun. Rajeev's friend.

You have come to see me and my home.

I'm sorry! My entry was not right.

I'm really very sorry!

All good people admit their mistakes, and apologize at once.

I'll say that all the good people in this world forgive those who apologize.

Your face shows that you've forgiven me.

Your smile says that we must become friends soon.

Your hand says we must shake hands soon.

-Right? -Yes!

-A firm friendship? -Yes!

-Absolutely? -Sure!

-Potla! -Potla?!

Why have you brought them here again?

Take these buffaloes out.

Potla, this... Ganga...

Every relationship in this house is bound with a bond of love.

Whether it's between a human and an animal, or a servant and his master.

We don't break old relationships to form new ones.

My country is India. India is my love.

I love my India.

I love my India.

Do you have any shame or not?

Have you forgotten the rules?

It seems as if he's not here to fix the engagement but you're arranging it for him! Got it?

Look, whatever Arjun is doing is for your own good.

Imagine that he's a film director who is planning to get the hero and heroine together.

Rajeev is coming tomorrow.

In his honour, I've invited the city's elite.

So don't play any pranks tomorrow.

Am I not here to break the legs that you're standing on!

Aunt! How could you? Why will you?

You're talking as if you were never a child.

You too must've been naughty then.

Don't laugh! You'll grow old too.

Now everything's fine between us. We know each other.

I just wish to explain one thing.

No matter what you think of me...

Rajeev's servant, his 'cutlery', his friend, brother, whatever!

But there's one thing.

Let alone in America, a boy like Rajeev is hard to find in this whole world.

Rajeev is different from everyone.

Simple living! High thinking and amazing style!

Even today he'll come stylishly in a special car.

Our American Prince!

-He's here! -Who?

Your dear prince from Delhi who has got 4 flat tyres.

He is coming on a chariot!


Let me see the prince too.

Why a buffalo cart? He should've hired a taxi.

That's the house.

See that one?

I love my India.

Welcome to India, son-in-law!

Get some water, Narmada! Put his feet inside properly.

Put your feet in the water.

What are you doing? You'll twist his neck!

Can't you be careful! Take a deep breath, son.

Give him some ginger tea somebody!

My beloved has come to my place.

My beloved has come to my place.

Aunt, all the guests are here.

Your father has invited so many people.

Rajeev must be nervous.


Rajeev, meet the Asst. Police Commissioner of our area, Mr. Yadav.

-Hello, sir. -Seek his blessings!

Bless you! It's all right.

So if you have a problem, call me!

No problem, sir!

I mean if anyone is to be pulled up.

-I just jailed a minister. -Very good, sir!

-What's going on here? Let's see. -Nothing.

-Come, have some sweets. -Yes!

He's a funny cop!

My beloved has come to my place.

-Rajeev! Touch the feet, son. -Get up.

Not mine but his!

Bless you!

How are you, son?

-Cool, sir. -Cool? You're feeling cold with a coat on?

No. "Cool" means "fine, thank you".

Why thank me?

I didn't do you a favour.

It's all right.

-Surajdev! -He's there.

-Come dear! Let's go! -You're still in the habit of hitting.

In Punjab, they hit you and show their affection.

Sir! Here's the chair!

Paul, he's trying to say that you can have the chair to sit.

-The chair. -No, thank you so much!

He doesn't know Hindi you see. Say "Chair".

-Go to hell! -Thank you!


Father, someone's cast the evil eye on him.

Ever since he's here his health has been bad. Please do something.

What's happening?

He's just warding off evil spirits. Try to understand.

He too has the same problem. A remedy for him too.

No! I'm...Thank you!

This is love from India!

Shall we sit down?

-How is he? -Shall I tell you the truth?

He's like a prince!


By the way, where's Ganga?

-I'll just check. -Okay!

What's wrong? Why the delay? Where's Ganga?

Getting ready! Dressing up in finery. There she comes!

-Arjun! How do I look? -Wonderful!

Didn't I say that when I'm ready you'll gawk!


-Isn't she looking beautiful? -Sorry! She resembles an ape!


Try to understand. Rajeev hates such heavy ornaments.

He's an American and likes simplicity.

But this is Indian simplicity!

No! I'll show you simplicity. Hold this! You come with me.

-Take this off. -Take it off?!

This kohl, these flowers. And why so many gold ornaments?

My beloved has come home.

My beloved has come home.

My beloved has come home.

My beloved is here.

Wow! All right, man!

Rajeev, she's Ganga.


-That's Daksha and she's Sonali. -Hi!

-What will you have? Tea or juice? -I'll prefer tea.

Will you have tea too?

-Tea? -Yes! Tea of course!

-How much sugar? -Just one spoon.


-Two more. -Two more?


-Okay, one more. -One more?

-Do one thing add the whole lot. -The whole lot?

-Thank you! -Have this tea.

No! I'll have tea without sugar.

You're pretty smart!

I love India!

-Rajeev. -Yes?

What do you think of Ganga?

Let me sleep. My head is aching!

Okay then, shall I speak to her about myself?

Shut up and sleep, okay?

-Good night! -Good night!

You haven't told me what you thought about Rajeev.

-You didn't tell me either. -Did you like him or not?

-Liked him or not? -You tell me!

-You tell me. -No, you first.

-Tell me please! -You tell me.

Okay, I'll tell you.

I think you didn't like Rajeev at all.

When did I say that?

So... You like him?

Dad, it's bad! Surajdev called everyone, but us.

He got scared that you may spoil his daughter's chances.

I don't spoil chances, I stop them!

-What if they get engaged? -Then?

We'll break it.

Surajdev, let fortune smile on me.

-Then I'll show you. -Then?

I love my India. -Where are you going?

-To give milk to Rajeev. -Give it to me.

-Ganga, give this to Rajeev. -Yes?

-Me? -Yes!

Go and give it! Hurry up!

Why her and not me?

Arjun has said Ganga will give Rajeev milk today.

Arjun said?

This world is a bride.

This world is a bride, the vermillion on the bride's forehead.

That is my India.

I love my India.

I love my India.

In our country, a snake is not considered an animal but God.

You have your milk and sleep. Nothing will happen.


-You? -I want to meet you.


Why alone?

Well, won't it be better if we chat a bit?

So let's chat.

Not here.

-Then where? -In those fields.

Behind the windmill.

May I ask mom?

-Can't you make your own decisions? -Nothing of that sort.

You wait here. I'll be back.

-Aunt. -What?

May I go in the fields with Rajeev?

In the fields? Why ask me, you shameless girl! Ask your mother!

Did you hear?

Your Rajeev wants to take Ganga in the fields, behind the windmill!

-Who wants to take her there? -He came as a guest, mother and he wants to take the girl out right in front of us!

-Sister! Will you shut up? -Okay, I'll shut up!

Let her go behind the windmill. It's very hot, isn't it?!

-Mother! -Sister!

-Speak softly. -Why? I can't speak softly.

Are we thieves?

Girls don't roll in the hay before marriage!

If you think it's proper send her!

You think you're very modern! Sending her to America!

What are you doing there? Come on in!


Why is this crazy woman blowing up? I mean what's the problem?

They're crazy! They are funny people!

Dear brother, if you wanted to meet Ganga, why talk of the fields?

What's wrong with the fields?

Look. In Indian culture, before marriage, there are various rules and norms.

-This is India. -Is this India?

And I love India!

A river is no river without water.

Wind is no wind without a flow to it.

Marriage is no marriage without a love story.


-You do understand what I mean, right? -No!

Look, before Rajeev and Ganga get married it's vital that they click!

And they'll click only when they chat.

They will chat, only when they meet. Right, mother?

-Why should we mind them meeting? -You don't mind but yesterday, the scene which aunt created about the fields...

Look I'm going to be frank. Rajeev is born in America.

He'll just run away!

No! If you want, we can take all of them out tomorrow on a sight-seeing tour and show them the fort.


-Why should I mind? My lips are sealed! -Hear that?

No, son! It'll be as you say. You shut up!

Listen to what Arjun says.

Don't go too far from the hearts that are broken.

But don't go near the ones that are beating together, either.

-Great! -Amazing!

Rajeev! Take care!


The one who drives a Mercedes is pedalling a cycle!

See how in various ways, he's wooing you! Bravo!

But I'm no less either. You saw my artistry, didn't you?

How I convinced the elders, that we'll go on a picnic.

This will give you a chance to talk to Rajeev.

He loves you very much! Sometimes I think if he loves you so much now, you can imagine how he will be later!

What is it, Ganga? Why are you staring at me?

-May I ask you something? -Sure, go ahead!

I know that I haven't driven Rajeev crazy but your efforts have.

You are his friend and brother too.

But some relationship has been forged between you and me too.

A bond of implicit trust and friendship. Right?

Yes. What are you trying to say?

I want to ask you... Is Rajeev right for me?

Why this question after so many days?

He's a very nice boy!

He has hidden something from me.

Yesterday, I was folding his clothes and I found this.

It's not that he smokes but the fact that he hid it.

Arjun, if he has any more vices please tell me now.

So that I can decide properly.

Look, your advice can either make my life or ruin it.

Ganga, you're totally mistaken!

This packet isn't Rajeev's. It's mine!

-Promise? -Yes!

Actually, sometimes I do smoke.

But Rajeev... Drinks and cigarettes? Never!

There must've been a lighter with this. Give it to me.

I'd rather you not smoke either!

A man smoking looks like a goon.

-Shall I give it up? -Give it up!

There! Happy?

You are a bad guy.

-Am I still? -No, you're a good man.

-Very good man. -Thank you.


Two hearts are uniting...

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

Everyone's getting to know...

Everyone is getting to know... But secretly.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

There's a longing in them, dreams light up their eyes.

You don't like anything when you fall in love.

I should get a grip on my heart...

For this is magic at work.

Love is showing its effect.

Love is showing its effect... Secretly.

She sits innocently as if nothing were happening.

It's all so obvious and clear as the day.

What is it, if there's nothing amiss.

Their lips are silent, yet speaking a lot Their eyes speak... Yet so silently.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

Everyone's getting to know...

Everyone is getting to know... But secretly.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

The fumes are emanating before the fires rage.

On both sides are passions rising.

There's a strange attraction provoking the heart.

Stoking the fires in both of them.

Look at it from here.

Look at it from here... But stealthily.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

Everyone is getting to know...

Everyone is getting to know... But secretly.

Two hearts are uniting... But secretly.

Yes, dad. Rajeev has liked Ganga.

You're not saying anything, son.

Dad, I think Ganga should go to the US before marriage.

See the culture, the people there.

Right, dad, after all it's the girl who'll live abroad not the boy.

It'll be nice if she comes with us to America for 1-2 months and sees everything.

I'm happy to see you speak so maturely.

I'll talk to Surajdev.

Are you saying that we should send her alone to America?

-Are you all right? -What's wrong with that?

Kishorilal is a friend. Can't she go to my friend's house?


Indian girls don't go without marrying.

-I have decided that she won't go. -Correct!

Okay! Call off the engagement! I'll speak to Kishorilal.

What was the need to do all this then?

Why did you call Rajeev here?

What do we do? Become Americans?

Come, Kishorilal!

Kishorilal, how can we send the girl without a betrothal or a confirmed relationship?

Just think. We live in a small town.

What will people say? They've already started gossiping.

Suppose she returns without marrying your son?

-I've got a solution to it. -What?

We'll get Rajeev and Ganga engaged this week itself.

Then she can come with us.

After a month we'll get them married in America. Okay?

Say! You shouldn't have any objection now.

Why should we have any objection to an engagement? Right, dear?

So you agree! It's okay!

I say that you all come with us.

No, that's impossible. It's harvest season.

None of us can make it.

If none of us can make it, my daughter can go instead.

America?! No I can't! How can you suggest it?


Yes, that'll be perfect.

If you stay with Ganga, she won't feel lonely.

Go, mom!

Okay. If you all insist, I'll go!

So it's all fixed now. Engagement on Monday.

Then Ganga's "farewell". On that note, give us sweets!

Yes, it'll be a farewell no doubt!

Who knows when she will visit India again?





You're sitting all alone here?

What's this? You're getting engaged and you're crying?

I know. You don't wish to leave me, right?

I don't want to go anywhere!

You have to, dear.

All girls marry and go away one day...

Leaving their mother and father behind.


Why are you crying now? No! Not correct!

-You made me cry! -No! You did!

-You made me cry! -No! You did!

Come! Get up now!

The engagement and the farewell are both on Monday.

-The invites will be sent today. -Invites?!

Must be Arjun's idea.

What! Kusum getting engaged to Rajeev?

That means you? Never!

Did you hear that? This is absolutely unfair!

The whole town knows

-that Ganga was to marry my son! -Indeed!

He has not only insulted me, but this whole town!

That's a lie! Uncle had not promised anything.

Shut up!

Stop jumping, will you? That foreigner is marrying Ganga.

Excuse me, sir.

Rajeev is no foreigner.

He's the son of an Indian. Mr. Kishorilal.

I'll show that Kishorilal...

He hit him!

Dad! It's bad!


First they broke the engagement now they're breaking up my son! Help!

-Dad, it's bad! -No, Rajeev! No, Arjun!

-Please don't fight! -We'll have to decide, Surajdev.

I'm her father. I'll get her married to whoever I want to.

How will you decide? Tell us. We'll decide today, right now!

Then let's have a combat.

The winner will take Ganga.

Agreed. Today either you'll take her or we will.


Even Lord Rama had to lift Lord Shiva's bow to win Sita.

So today whoever wins, shall be Ganga's groom!

This is too much! My daughter's future will be decided by bouts?

Then admit that you're a cheat, and you sold yourself to an NRI.

You sold yourself.

Amirchand! Suraj is not a traitor, you are!

And we'll give you an apt reply to it.

It's a good thing that the headman mentioned about Lord Ram and Sita.

My son's shoulder is willing to carry any bow you wish, for Ganga!

Tell me, which bow do you have?

Let me see how strong your son is!

I'm ready, dad!

So Manuchand, what's your choice? Running, wrestling, boxing...


"Kabaddi"? Done!

Okay. Right here, right now!

What? A Kabaddi match?

Yes! And the winner will be sister's groom!

-Nonsense! -Go and see! Stop them!


This can't be possible!




One minute.

Don't worry, Suraj! We'll defeat them!

Arjun, defeat them!


That's my son!







Watch the match!


Yes! C'mon, Paul!


What happened?

The American is out!

Oh God!




That was bad!


Oh God!

Are we winning or losing?


-Catch him! -Kabaddi!








-C'mon, Arjun! Touch it! -No!


C'mon, Arjun!



We've won!

Don't search for virtues. They are all fake.

Don't search for virtues. They are all fake.

Don't look for dark complexion. It could ruin your reputation.

Don't look for dark complexion. It could ruin your reputation.

Don't look for a fair one. All will be floored.

Don't look for a fair one. All will be floored.

Look for a boy who is like Lord Krishna...

Like Lord Krishna.

Come on, child.

Don't cry.

You'll say, take care of Ganga, and I'll say she's my daughter now.

-So you have no right. -Right on.

-Rajeev, Arjun hasn't come as yet. -He's not coming with us.


He'll stay back.

As in?

As in, here he comes. Ask him yourself.

-Sorry! I'm sorry! For Rajeev and you. -What's this?

You're not coming?

I have to go back to my village, Mathura.

Where my father's old house needs to be rebuilt as a music school.

There's a lot of paperwork to be done.

You didn't tell me this earlier.

I didn't get a chance to. Keep these.

I'm going abroad for the first time. I'll be so lonely.

Why? There's daddy, Rajeev, your aunt and many others who'll take care of you.

But you won't be there!

You said you'd be there with me. I agreed only because...


My responsibility and work ends here.

Now your life and my life go different ways.


Why are you saying that?

Because, like a responsible daughter-in-law, you have to go abroad, live happily with everybody.

Don't give me a sermon. This isn't right!

Hurry up, princess! Your plane will leave without you.

-I can go alone! I don't need your help! -Okay.

-I can take care of myself. -Okay, Arjun bye! Return soon!

-Bye. -Bye, Rajeev!

-Bye, dear! -Bye!

Suraj... Bye!

Crazy girl!

-Excuse me! Are you Arjun Sagar? -Yes.

Air India flight passenger has sent you this note.

Thank you!

You're welcome!

Arjun, come soon.

On my way, when you play...

A whole new world and new ways...

So many questions on my mind.

I'll find answers every time.


There's a fascination of things to come.

Can't slow down now, can't be dumb.

Sense of freedom...

I know this is where I am...

-The one in the maroon dress... -Yes.

That's Nita, my younger brother Sandy's wife.


Sandiplal actually, but he became 'Sandy' after coming here.

And I want to be...

I'm finally here, with my fantasies.

Friends, this is my daughter-in-law to-be Ganga.

This is Kathy.

-She's Payal. -Hello!

-Daddy has brought a lovely girl. -But she looks dominating.

-Why? Getting scared? -I'm not scared of anyone!

Sister, does everyone wear such clothes in this country?

You called me sister? Do I look like a sister to you?

Excuse me. My name is Padma and people here call me "Paddy".

And this is your aunt Nita.

-I had pointed her out to you. -Greetings!

He is my youngest brother, Sandy.

America. Fascinating America.

-C'mon Ganga, let's go dance! -Yes! Go!

-May I go? -Yes.


This is America.


Fascinating America.

It is where I ought to be.

I'll follow you here...

Come, let's go there.

This is where I found my destiny.


Get lost! You rascal!

Don't you have any shame that you're kissing her publicly?

Is this a way to meet a girl?

You shameless girl! How can you be so intimate with these whites?

Forgot your family norms? Come! Stay with me!

God! She's funny!

She's still young.

Don't scold her. She's ours now. Come, my dear.

Sharon, please take care of her.


-This is Caroline and this is Priya. -Hi!

That was quite a scene.

What can I say, Mr. Mitra?

Kishorilal went to India and got trash for us!

Yes! Of course!

-Anyway, Mr. Mitra... -Isn't it amazing?

Excuse me!

Ganga, my dear.

Come and sit near me.


Isn't she beautiful?

You must've not had anything since morning, you must be famished!

Peter! Get some food for us please.

Today I'll eat with her.


Ganga, why are you going abroad?

My dear Ganga.

Bless you!

What were you looking at? A new country?

It's either very quiet here, or it's most vociferous.

Man is either alone, or he's in a crowd.

Last night, at the party in your honor, I saw the way Nita humiliated you.

But my aunt was at fault too.

My dear, in the family of a saintly man like Kishorilal, half are Indians, and half are westerners.

Hence, a pure soul like you will always be shown resentment. You'll have to endure it.

That will be your acid test.

Mother says a woman is tested throughout her life!

You've caught on!

My blessings are with you.

Sister, what are you whispering to my daughter?

Look, she's managing the household duties already.

No! She won't do any household chores!

She has to tour America and Canada as yet. Right, my dear?

I have good news for you, dear!

Tomorrow, in honour of our new Ambassador all the Indian VIPs of the city are being invited.

They'll honour you and Rajeev too.

-Daddy, hasn't Arjun come as yet? -He's a fool!

I don't know. He should be here in a couple of days.

What kind of clothes should I wear tomorrow?


Thank you!

After this, we have to welcome one more person.

We welcome Ganga who has come here for the first time.

The daughter-in-law to-be of Kishorilal, Miss Kusum Ganga is India's Goddess of knowledge. A symbol of our culture.

I now request her to come here and sing a song for us.

Your daughter-in-law to-be is very beautiful.

Thank you!


What shall I sing?

Dear, we'd all like to know how you feel after coming abroad.

The land...

Where my beloved dwells...

Is where my heart is.

Oh how difficult it is...

To like things...

To come abroad...

To come abroad...

I love India!

-But I don't know the full song. -Sing anyway!



-Arjun! You're back! -Ganga, relax!


What took you so long? I was having a tough time!

-Aunt had one of her scenes. -What are you doing?

This isn't the time to chat. Everyone's looking. Go!

-They want me to sing the "India" song. -So sing.

You also sing with me.

No, I can't sing with you. Daddy's getting angry. Go now.

What happened?

He's my second son. A nephew who's like a son.

No, I can't! Daddy's angry. Go!

-Okay! But we have to catch up! -Okay, we'll talk later, you go!

The world is a bride.

This world is one bride and the vermillion adorns her forehead...

That's my India I love my India!

My land India. My beloved is India!

The world... -The world...

Is a bride... Is a bride...

This world is one bride and the vermillion adorns her forehead...

That's my India. I love my India!

That's my India. I love my India!

India, my deeds. India, my religion.

India, my deeds. India, my religion.

My land India... My beloved is India!

This is the city's biggest paper.

-You too are the city's greatest prince. -Of course!

Keep it safely. We'll have it framed later. Okay?


-Are we going to Hollywood? -Yes, tomorrow morning.

-Who all are going? -All of us.

Aunt Nita too?

Aunt Nita is not going.

-Happy? -Yes.

-And Arjun? -He's not coming either.

I spoke to him yesterday and he said he can't make it.

-Why not? -Ask him yourself.

You know him well too.

Now hurry up and give me a kiss. I have to go to office. C'mon!

-No! -C'mon!

It's okay! C'mon!

-Wow! -C'mon!

What delicious bread!

I'm in a hurry, aunt. Peter!

Honestly, you won't find such bread even in India.

-Aunt! -Yes?!

Doesn't Arjun live in this house?

Arjun! This is the KL House, not a servant quarter.

You mean Arjun is a servant here?

More or less. Kishorilal did quite a lot for him.

He tends to our cars in our garage and runs a studio above it.

Have some.

-Then where does he eat? -In a hotel or some such place.

When he comes here, we feed him, like we feed the poor.

To hell with Arjun! Have this, else it'll get cold.

Krishna has sent these especially for you.

-Cheenu, will you do me a favour? -Yes.


Thank you, Cheenu!

Kusum Ganga has sent this letter for you and the bread for us!

Let me eat this and you read the letter.


Shut up!

It says ''Little Master Arjun,''

''don't be a snob.''

''Come with us quietly. These are daddy's orders''

''and I insist too.''

I swear if someone wrote such things to me...

-I'd go to hell with her! -Idiots!

She's going to be Rajeev's wife.

Going-to-be. She isn't yet!

See this!

What did you do with the paper? Lost it! Where?

I don't remember where I kept it!

I wrapped bread in it.

-Bread? -Yes.

-For Arjun. -Really? Darn!

You wrapped up my respect along with the bread!

I must say that you are a typical Indian idiot!

An illiterate!


You said that today. Don't ever repeat it!

Why don't you understand that it was the only copy I had!

But the original copy is with me!

Ganga! Didn't you tell Rajeev that when you sent me bread, you wrote me a letter, which said that I take this photograph and frame it beautifully.

You forget!

Look! See how I've put it in a beautiful frame.


Fascinating America!




Beautiful America!


Fascinating America!

It is...


I will follow you here with my fantasies.

This is where I found my destiny!

Fascinating America!


It was really nice, you know!

Excuse me!

See what Rajeev's doing? Smoking a cigarette!

-You said he never smokes. -Ganga! This is America.

We're in a disco. It's fashionable to smoke here.

90% of the people here are smoking.

So Rajeev is among those 90%.

You lied to me, didn't you?

-Hi! -Hi!

I'm asking you something!

Who was she?

She was saying hi!

We're going to start what you all must be waiting for!

The game 'made for each other'.

He's saying that the boy and the girl who win this contest will have to give a number, and if that matches their number then they'll get the

"Made in Heaven Award".

"Made in Heaven Award". Why is that?

According to them, the pairs made in this world are not as great as, the pairs made in heaven!

Wow! That's great!

-Shall we go to Rajeev? -You want to play?

-Yes! -C'mon!

-All right! -Rajeev.

-Rajeev! -Meet my college friends Kelly, Ross.

-Hello! -Hi! How do you do?

-Ganga, my fiancee. -Hello!

Let's take part in the contest.

It's a kid's game.

What will I do there? Make Arjun your partner.

-No! I won't go with Arjun. -Why not?

She won't go and she shouldn't. I'll dance with Kelly!

-May I have a dance with you please? -Sure!

-I'm willing to go with you. -Excuse me!

C'mon! Pick out the number of your choice.

-No. 4! -7!

-47! -Oh no!

Yes! Number please.

-3! -3!

-Your turn. -6!

6! 36!


Thank you.


-For you! -For me?

-Yes! -Thank you!

Nobody can refuse me a drink!

You did. You son of a gun!

Shut up! You shut up!

I can buy this disco! Right now!

It's okay. It's all right.

You lay off!

I can buy everything. Everything!

-No one can stop me! -Get him out of here!

I'm not drunk! Let go of me!

-Rajeev! -I'm Rajeev Laal!

-Let him go! -I won't spare him!

Acting funny with me!

This is a routine!

He drinks and passes out. And Arjun takes him home.

-How are you, dear? -Fine.

-How's Rajeev? -Nice.

-Arjun? -Very nice!

Are you happy abroad?

I don't know.

There's everything and yet nothing.

Yes! I have invited 1,000 VIPs from all over the world.

Book all the 5-star hotels of the city!

The whites will never forget my son's marriage.

What are all these papers? Nancy!

Don't you clean your master's room?

Sir does not allow anyone to enter.

What dirty magazines!

What are you looking at?

-Aunt! What's all this? -Oh that!

She's Rajeev's ex-girlfriend, Kelly.

Kelly loved Rajeev and he too loved her very much.

But he never mentioned this.

Is this something one mentions?

Girlfriends are a status symbol of the rich!

Consider yourself lucky that, Rajeev chose you and not Kelly!

The daughter-in-law of Kishorilal, who has 550 million dollars will be you, not Kelly!

Don't cry! There is no point in tears!

My doll, this is America!

Rajeev is an American, and you'll have to stay with an American.

Rajeev! Was Kelly your girlfriend?

-Yes. -Did you love her very much?


And you wanted to marry her?


Did you and Kelly... I mean...

Were you physically involved with her?

In America, such relationships are common.

Why make such a big issue out of it?

Kelly was my past and you're my present!

So relax. Okay?

Hello? Kelly! It's Kelly!

You won't believe it, but we were just talking about you. Honest!

You're going to Australia? Tonight?

You want to meet me?

Come to my office. We'll go for dinner.

Okay. Bye!

Kelly learnt Hindi when we were dating.

It's essential that I go, else Kelly will be offended.

I'll be coming in late, so don't wait up!

Okay! Bye, sweetheart!

Ganga, I brought this...

Okay. I'm sorry.

I entered at the wrong time.

I'll come by later.


Everything's gone haywire and it's all your fault!

You lied through your teeth!

Rajeev is like this and that.

This is the real Rajeev!

Look, all these are petty things...

You'll have to learn to adjust to them.

Petty things? You call this petty?

Is this a petty thing?

Look, I don't want jilted palaces!

I just want some love from a man.

Understand? Petty indeed!

But everybody here loves you.

No! I don't want such love.

What kind of love do you want?

Ask yourself that! The kind of love you give others.

That's the kind of love I want!

Everyone takes me to be an innocent photo and have trapped me in a golden frame.

You want me to keep quiet and become a part of this synthetic decor!

Had I come with this dream to this foreign land?

Everything will be fine.

I'll talk to Rajeev tomorrow.

But Ganga you too will have to take things patiently.

I'll go now.


You won't leave me too, will you?

She's not that kind of a girl.

-Then what kind of a girl is she? -Don't get me wrong.

But girls from India especially those from rural areas, can't bear this cultural shock.

If you want to change her then go slow about it.

-After marriage... -You're my friend. Okay?

You're my friend and Ganga's my wife-to-be.

Let a friend stay in his limits and a wife in hers.

It'll be better if you don't interfere in our personal matters.

Your role as a friend ends here. Now let me play my role.


Whether you accept it or not, you have fallen in love.

-No! -Yes!

-No! -Yes!

-No! -Yes!

-No! -Yes!

-No! -No?


Well you have, haven't you?

I won't go to her house, nor will I meet her. Okay?

Okay. Let's see!

-What! He'll never come here? -No! Never!

-Even to meet me? -No!

Fine! Tell him that if he isn't bothered about me, I don't care either!

-You know he really cares for you! -Cares, my foot!

If he really cared he'd answer my calls.

You know Ganga, it's his birthday today.

-It's his birthday today?! -He doesn't want to meet anybody!

-He doesn't want to meet anyone? -No!

-Not even me? -Not even me!

I'll show him!


No, Arjun isn't in.

Don't know when he'll return.

Operator. If anyone calls, tell them I'm out.

I wish to be alone today. Thank you.

So what if it's his birthday?

He didn't invite me.

He hasn't invited anyone!

He's all alone and depressed.

He's angry with us.

So what shall I do about it?

In America we leave people alone, if they wish it.

But in India we never leave our friends alone.

In fact, we gatecrash and wish our friends on such occasions.

But this isn't India, it's America!

But he's still your friend.

Have you forgotten what he has done for you?

Not for me, but for daddy.

He wants to impress daddy and launch a music company.

-Anyway, I have to attend a party, and... -What?

You can go with Paul if you wish. Bye!

Take some old gift lying around the house for him. Okay?

David! Get my car!

Now you know what Rajeev wants?

I shall meet you some day.

I shall meet you some day.

My love shall be with me that day.

But I wonder when she'll shower her love on me.

My heart yearns, my heart is lonely.

Step out of that picture and come to me, my beloved.

You were destined for me so come to me, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

Step out of that picture and come to me, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

What to do?

We love you!

I don't remember since when, but ever since I have been I have loved you always.

I'm a poet, and you're my song.

I am pining for you.

I am pining for you.

Don't know from where but here she comes!

We love you!

Tell me who she is.

Show me that portrait of hers.

You don't tell such things to everyone.

But you don't hide them from your friends either!

I'll cure this heartache for you.

If I don't succeed, I'll at least pray for you.

If I don't succeed, I'll at least pray for you.

She'll rush to you. You'll get her. Your beloved.

Your love. Your beloved.

Your love. Your beloved.

Your love.

I'll meet her some day.

My love will be with me.

I wonder when she'll shower her love on me.

For my heart yearns. It's lonely.

Step out of that portrait and come to me, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

O sweetheart, my beloved.

O sweetheart.

Yes. It's 11:30 p.m.

-Everyone's waiting for you. -It's Arjun's birthday today.

Everyone's ridiculing you that you're dancing with those garage workers.

But I've taken Rajeev's permission.

I'm asking you for the last time.

Are you coming home this minute or not?

-Aunt... -Just say, "yes" or "no"!


What to do!

We love you!

Just a minute. Talk to Arjun.

Yes. Rajeev. Hi, Rajeev!

Happy birthday, my friend!

I'm so sorry I couldn't make it, mate!

Now send my Ganga back.

-She and Paul are just leaving. -Listen. Tomorrow, I'm holding a party for the sheriff's son at the dockyard and you're attending it.

I won't be able to, Rajeev.

Please! The problem is one of the musicians has run off.

So in his place, you come with your guitar and play in a corner.

You are coming okay? You are coming!

-May I dance with her? -Sure! Why not?

How's life?

Good music!

Can I have it?

Can I have it back please?


Can I have it back?

No, Arjun!

Get up!

Get up!

-C'mon Arjun, leave him! -C'mon!

Leave me! C'mon Arjun, leave him! Cool down!


-Why did you hit him? -He went for her stole.

-So? -It's embarrassing for her.

Isn't it my job to protect her?

Whose wife is she going to be? Mine or yours?

-Who is the husband? Me or you? -Rajeev...

-It's my job to protect her. Not yours! -Yes, I know!

You small men shouldn't be invited at all.

Aunt Nita was right.

Now just get lost! All right?

-But Rajeev... -Shut up!

Go! Get lost!

Leave us alone! Get it!

A storm never warns before it hits.

It just comes, ruins everybody and goes away.

What are you hinting at?

Fire and wax have a star-crossed relationship.

We just know that they emit light together.

But we don't realize that under that fire, the wax is slowly melting away.

Come straight to the point. Bottom line.

The bottom line is... The intimacy between Arjun and Ganga...

-For Rajeev... -Enough!

You've said it today but don't even think about it again!

Whatever has to be done, I'll do it.

-Good evening. Did you call me? -Yes, Arjun.

I have some good news for you.

Good news?

You've been chosen as the president of our auto company in Los Angeles.

You'll also have its major share holdings.

Now you'll have your own bungalow, a car.

You like my car very much, don't you?

Here, take these!

-This car is yours from today. -Thank you, daddy!

You seem very happy today. What's the matter?

I'm happy, and I'm sad too.

Sad because you'll have to leave this city tomorrow itself.

Rajeev will get married on the 9th.

Be present here on the 9th morning.

That means, I'll have to leave tomorrow morning.


Tomorrow morning at 5 am.

Tomorrow morning!

-Can't I leave after 2 days? -No.

It concerns your career, and you have your first board meeting tomorrow.

You'll have to go.


Bless you.

Now you too select a nice girl and settle down.

I'll go now, dad.

God bless you.

-Hello! -Is Arjun there? This is Ganga.

Arjun has gone.

Where to?

I don't know. But I do know that he has left us!

This morning, when we were all sleeping, he just left.

Yes, papa! This is Ganga! You called after ages.

How's mother? Dabboo, Potla?

Daksha. Sonali?

I'm fine. Rajeev has gone out.

Everybody's gone out.

I'm alone here.

I'm all right.

Happy too.

No. I'm happy!

Why are you asking me again and again?


My voice?

It's because of the ice-cream.

Papa, aren't you coming to America?

Please come, papa.

I can't hear.

I can't hear you, bye!

Bye, papa!


No, my dear.

Don't cry.

You had an engagement ring.

Where is it?

Engagement ring? Where is it?

Where did I keep it?

I'll tell you.

Since yesterday evening it was lying by the pool.

And now it's in my hand.

Take this, put it on.

Take this.

Put it on.

I've brought you here from India.

You are your parents' hope.

You are our future.

You're soon going to be Rajeev's better half!

I know my son is a difficult person.

But by getting to know his American ways and habits, change them to your liking.

Isn't that what we had promised each other?

-Hadn't we? -Yes.

Dad! I have to go to Las Vegas with my friends for a wedding.

Then go! Take her with you too.

Show her Las Vegas!

-Of course, dad! -First apologize to her.

Say sorry!

I'm sorry! Very sorry!

See? How soft-hearted my son is!

Now start packing, get into a happy mood and go to Las Vegas.

Las Vegas!

Brother... What's this Las Vegas like?

It's a town full of good times, vices, song and dance, gambling, marriages, honeymoon.

All sorts of fun and frolic.

-Is it meant only for kids? -No! Adults also go there!

But not with children!

When will we go there?

I meant you, me, Krishna and other family members.

All of you will go...


To the temple!

You mean Arjun left the city?

Before a fire breaks out, there's always smoke.

This moment there is like the scene here.


Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

My heart... It's crazy.

My heart... It's crazy.

It has driven me crazy too, this crazy heart of mine.

I've quit her town with a broken heart Yet it continues to beat for her.

I have to forget her.

I did what I shouldn't have yet I miss her.

My heart... It's crazy.

My heart... It's crazy.

God save the world. World saves man.

Man saves a heart. Heart saves love.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.


What has my heart done after all? What do I hold against it?

Except for falling in love, what wrong has my heart done?

I'm a lover, my heart is no thief.

I can't help the way I feel.

I'm a lover, my heart is no thief.

I can't help the way I feel.

My heart... It's crazy.

My heart... It's crazy.


It bears all the pain... My heart. It pines for the picture.

It urges me to break the shackles.

This is no weak link, I can't help it. I can't help the way I feel.

This is no weak link, I can't help it. I can't help the way I feel.

My heart... It's crazy.

It's crazy... My heart.

It has driven me crazy too, this crazy heart of mine.

This heart...

Heart! It's the heart.

It's crazy... My heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

This crazy heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

Heart! It's the heart.

This heart.

What are you doing?

I'm playing with this romantic city of lights.

-I'm teaching you how to make love. -I don't want to learn.

-Now go to your room please. -Honey, you'll have to learn it.

Every wife has to, else the husband gets offended.

Look, I'm not your wife yet.

There are still a few days left for our wedding.

So what? We'll get married right now.

I, Rajeev Laal, accept you as my legal and wedded wife.

There! We're married.

Now, my bridal kiss!

Rajeev! Please!

I beg you. Please go to your room.

All my western friends are enjoying life with their girlfriends behind closed doors.

-No pretensions! -Try to understand!

They are westerners. We're Indians!

Our culture forbids us from doing such things before marriage.

We are also going to get married soon.

Then wait for a few days. Let's take our vows at least.

-Let me become your wife -Vows! It's all crap!

You want to hear more?

Your India is nothing but crap!

It just stinks like cow dung! It stinks!

Wretched man! How dare you curse my India!


I'm breaking off this relationship with you!

I discard this ring, a fraud symbol of our bond!

We consider you, your wealth and your drug-infested America unworthy of holding a candle to India.

Now go away from here!

Get out at once! Get out!


You slapped me!


You slapped me!

How dare you touch me?

-How did she disappear? -I told you, I don't know.

She wasn't there in the morning.

I don't know where she went.

I can't believe it!

Call the police commissioner and take an urgent appointment for me.

Come with me, Sandy. You also come with me, Jenny.

You better find her!

Else her father will raise hell here!

This truck driver says that, he left some Indian girl at the Waterfront Railway Station.


What happened?

Don't cry please.

Listen to me.

What happened?

Tell me. Why did you do this?

You ran away? Tell me, what's the matter?

Tell me, what happened?

Stop crying and tell me what happened.

Tell me what happened.

-Who did this? -Rajeev!

Okay. Let's go. Don't cry. We'll go home.

-No! I don't want to go! -Listen...

-No! Didn't you hear me? -Listen...

I don't want to marry, or stay in America.

Okay, we won't stay here.

-But we'll meet daddy at least. -No! You go if you wish.

I'll die, but I won't go back! I've taken a vow!

Shut up! Stop this madness and let's go.

No, Arjun! You'll send me to India.

-Now! This moment! -Okay, I'll take you back.

This is a foreign place. Meet dad just once.

Don't take me back if you wish. I'll go alone.


-I don't need you! I can do without you. -Ganga.

-No! I'll go on my own. -Ganga.

Ganga, listen to me. Wait!

Oh! She's good!

So c'mon baby!

I told you this was foreign land. Let's go from here.


No! You are lying!

It's true. Deepak saw them boarding a plane for Delhi.

This cannot be!

Be bold enough to face the truth.

The truth is, Arjun and Ganga have fled to India!




Give me a call to America, Los Angeles. The number is...

You won't call them. You'll never call them!

We are dead to them, and they are dead to us!

That's it!

Sister! Wake up!

I'm Dabboo. Wake up!


I've been betrayed! I won't spare him!

-We'll leave for India tonight! -India? To fight?

-Yes! -No! It's not right.

-Why? -Because we aren't bad people!

-We are good Indians! -But I'm bad, Paul!

Ganga will have to return!

She's mine and will always be mine!



You betrayer! Now I know what your game is!

What's my game?

You lured her into your arms and betrayed me and Kishorilal.

You lied about Rajeev too!

No! What are you doing?

Slashing the very person who...

Move aside! Why didn't you die there?

-No! -I had seen you off in bridal finery!

I wish you had returned in a coffin!

At least you wouldn't have returned shame-faced with this rascal!

What's going on?!

-You won't hit Ganga! -I'll kill her!

You'll have to kill me first.

And let me repeat myself.

Ganga is innocent.

Get out!

I'll go.

Now. This very moment. Never to return.

But you won't lift your hand to hit her.

Get out of here! I said, get out!

For God's sake, please go!

Else, it'll be disastrous!

-No! Arjun is innocent. -Shut up!

I don't believe a word you say! You have let me down!

You've betrayed us.

-Our self-respect has gone to the dogs! -No!

Die! Darn you!

No, papa!


I'll really and truly die! Stop him, papa!

Stop him, papa!



50 rupees only. It fulfills all your wishes.

People take it as offering.

-When is the Mathura bus due? -It's gone!

-How long ago? -One hour.

-When's the next one? -In the evening.

-At what time? -6.30 p.m.

Where are you from?



Look all of you... Try to understand me.

There's nothing between Arjun and me.

These are all lies!

Then change those lies into truth.

Yes. We all agree on this. Only Arjun loves you truly...

Not Rajeev!

Remember? Once you had said, Sing the song which is fragrant with this soil.

Arjun has that.

You realized that later, but we all knew it from the beginning.

What are you all advising her on the sly?

Get lost from here!

-Granny, we just... -Go away else Suraj will kill you.

Have a few morsels, my dear. You haven't eaten for hours.

No, granny! I won't eat anything.

Dear, your father and mother have shut you in because their own eyes are shut!

But this old woman's eyes are still wide open at this age!

I agree with what Daksha and Sonali have said.

-Granny! -My dear, Arjun is a God-sent boon.

Such blessings are not to be given up so easily.

Go, stop him!

I'm practising what I'm preaching.

Everything has been done to help you escape from here.

Look. There are your helpers...

To help you escape from this jail.

They are all ready. Where's Ramu?

Vibhishan told the devil...

-Mother. Rajeev is in India. -I see.

-Where's Suraj? -Gone to receive Kulvanti and Kishorilal.

What! Is that man coming here too?

What will we tell them?

O God.

O God.

Love is worship.

Worship is love.

This is craziness, so is that.

This is love, so is that.

What's happened to me? Everyone is worried.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have but I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have but I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

I've fallen in love.

People in the world don't know...

The heart does not heed the world.

All it does is love.

It recognizes the feelings of a lover.

It recognizes the feelings of a lover.

Stop right there! Go back home!

I will. But tell me just once...


-That you don't love me. -No.

-I don't love you. -But you do!

-Ganga! This isn't right! -Then say that!

Why do you say you don't love me?

No! I don't love you at all. Understand?

Now go back home.


The time to decide is now at hand.

What am I to decide? This is what my heart says.

This is what my heart says.

Be prepared to live and die.

I have fallen in love.

I have fallen in love.

I shouldn't have but I've fallen in love.

I have fallen in love.

I have fallen in love.

I've returned the bridal finery to my father.

I wear love now for love protects me.

I've cast aside the ring of fake customs.

I've broken every shackle. I'm now free of them.

Fearless, I march on now.

I head for my beloved's house with the world on my trail.

I have but one prayer.

May I unite with the lover I've been separated from."

My love, may my beloved come back to me.

This veil on my body I have coloured with my blood.

This veil on my body I have coloured with my blood.


May this Ganga now flow into the ocean.

-Arjun! -May this Ganga now flow into the ocean.

May this Ganga now flow into the ocean.





Why did you bring him here? Why?

Ganga! Let's get her, guys!

It didn't have to happen.

It didn't have to happen, but it did.

I fell in love.

I fell in love.

I fell in love.

It didn't have to happen.

It didn't have to happen, but it did.

I fell in love.

I fell in love.

I fell in love.

It didn't have to happen.

It didn't have to happen, but it did.

I fell in love.

My beloved.

My beloved.

My beloved.

My beloved.


The gun is in my pocket.

And the bullet it will either target you or me.

I trusted you.

I gave you everything.

Tell me the truth now.

What's the truth?

Speak up!


You don't want to know the truth.

Because those who want to know it, don't carry a pistol in their pocket and hatred in their hearts.

It takes a big heart. One needs a big heart to hear the truth.

And the truth is that, when a man gains status with wealth and power he distances himself from truth and morals.

He thinks, whatever he thinks is the truth.

Whatever he does is right!

That's what has happened with you too, sir.

You made it big all right, but remained small in personal matters.

Because the truth is, that you lied to yourself.

You lied that an Indian girl can be a wife to a foreigner like him.

To turn this lie into truth, you made me lie too.

Suppressed under your obligations I lied through my teeth!

Lied that Rajeev is very nice. A very nice boy without any vices!

He's a son of a great, millionaire Indian.

A son of a wealthy man. A son, yes!

A son, sir. But not an Indian!

The truth is, I always lied to Ganga.

What's your relationship with Ganga?

One of trust... Respect, reverence, and love.

If protecting her, adds up to love, then, yes...

Yes! I love her.

I always will.

But I never tried to woo her for myself.

Neither will I do it now.

Because Ganga is yours.

Her father's.


I'll go now, sir.

I'll never come back.


You heard the truth from Arjun. Now hear me out.

Do you want to see what your son tried to do at the Las Vegas hotel in a drunken state behind bolted doors, with me?

Then see. Look at this.

See the scars and wounds caused due to his lust.

I ask you, what kind of a culture is this, where a husband-to-be, behaves like this with his fiancee?

Even then, if you ask me to throw myself in this fire then I'll do it, papa. Because you're my father.

Decider of my fate! If you ask me to take poison, -then I will! -Why should you?!

For centuries now, we women have been consuming poison.

First, we listen to our parents, then the husband, and finally, the kids!

You won't consume any poison!

Don't interfere, mother!

Keep quiet! You've lost your senses!

You've humiliated this poor girl.

-Mother... -Kishorilal!

Didn't you sing, India is my country and religion?

You wished to nestle an Indian girl, in America?

Is this what you achieved?


I ask you, if a girl from here goes to another land, where she has nothing in common, why should she go there?

Ganga will go abroad!

You're still saying that?

Yes! I'm still saying it.

Remember me saying, one day, I'll make her my daughter-in-law, take her to my house, by asking you for her hand with folded hands?

She'll be my daughter-in-law.

Not Rajeev's wife, but Arjun's.

Yes, she'll marry Arjun!

Your mother is right.

If a girl from here goes to another land...

What are you doing, dad?

I'm your son, dad!

Get lost from here!

Go back to America!

Serves you right! Good!








The daughter goes for the father's blessings.

-Papa! -The daughter goes...

-Papa! -for the father's blessings.

Father, find a groom for me who is...

Father, find a groom for me who is... like Lord Radha's Shyam and Sita's Ram.

This world is a bride.

This world is a bride and the vermillion on its forehead...

This is my India, I love my India.

This is my India, I love my India.

India is my deed. India is my religion.

India is my deed. India is my religion.

India is my beloved.