Mom, I don't want anything. Leave.
Mom, I don't want any... what?
I don't wanna talk about anything.
We're not here to talk with you at all.
We are here to drink. Move aside.
What a mess this room is.
Ask me, ask me. Ask me any questions. Dhatra fucking Priya.
Harry was a couple, when did you become lesbian?
Is it better with guys or girls? And what about Harry?
Have you lost it, DP? I told you not to ask these questions.
-I was just... -Is she for real?
-It's not appropriate, dude. -Sorry. Okay. Okay.
I hope you have eaten something.
-Have you eaten something? -Aww, fuck you! Fuck that Harry.
Fuck! Raavi!
Fucker! She broke my heart.
Hey!
Control yourself, dude.
-We are your brothers. -She broke his heart too.
First, full attention, then totally ignore.
-He cried the entire night! -Shut up, fucker! Asshole.
You tell me. What is it?
What happened?
She converted mine and Deepika's angle into a triangle.
Dude, whatever Raavi did, she is still our sister.
And that fucker, chameleon, made a video and ran away!
-Shall I'll beat him? -Sis...
Dude, you should understand as well.
You have been ignoring her for a week.
Who's going to win here?
Harry will.
His actions should make him ashamed. He shouldn't be at college.
Why aren't you guys coming?
-Just resume college from tomorrow. -They used to call me giraffe in school.
Just because I was tall like other boys.
It never really bothered me because I was confident about who I am.
And you guys already know what they call me in the college.
Naira, if I think about going to the college,
I feel nervous, ashamed,
I am scared. I'm scared to answer all these questions.
You don't have to. If this is who you are, this is who you are.
But I don't know who I am.
It's confusing as hell.
My confidence level has just...
At least she knows what she wants.
You think that's enough?
First of all, Deepika, I am really sorry.
Something like this is happening to you when you're feeling like this.
But I'm not ashamed of this. I like girls.
It's no secret now, thanks to that video.
My choice of coming out has been taken away.
And that brother of mine?
The way he reacted in canteen, not uttering a word.
I'm feeling so backstabbed, I can't like...
Raavi, you and I both know him. Once he calms down, he'll understand.
We are here for you.
Hello, we are here for them, right?
Yes.
Guys, you should know you're not wrong.
Everything will fall into place.
And the people who genuinely matter will come around eventually.
When the feelings are real, everything sorts out.
What happened? What did I...
Karan! Karan! Karan!
-I'll fuck up that Karan Bohri's gang. -Stop, brother.
Brother, not just you. We will fuck them up together.
Brother, and can you do it with the words?
You fucker...
Brother, you'll have to go to the college.
Starting tomorrow, we'll go to the college.
And we will support Raavi, dare someone stop us!
Brother, Naira would have kissed you, had she been here.
You do it, bro. I'll tell her you did it for her.
Get lost, fucker!
Seriously, brother, you left me hanging.
So we resume college tomorrow.
We resume college tomorrow.
College tomorrow.
-Cheers! -College
You are here. I have been looking for you everywhere.
Amazing...
Enjoying aunt's homemade parathas?
Sorry, dude.
Your stocks are quite short today.
No?
Is this something new?
-Play it for me. -It's not done yet, brother.
What do you mean it's not done yet?
I'm the test audience for the half made songs as well.
It's not done yet.
Think about it. If you don't play it for me, it won't be a hit.
-Please play for me. -No.
Okay, fine. No problem.
"Last time, outside the windows mine..."
"I saw with curtains ajar..."
How is it?
It's just okayish, I mean...
-Just okayish? Just get lost. -You...
-Just give me some paratha. -No paratha for you.
My song is just okayish, it's right.
Let me improve it, start it with ASMR.
-Don't you know ASMR? -Play it. Come on.
-Don't you know ASMR? -Show me.
-Don't even know ASMR, see here. -ASMR.
And flip!
Don't break my guitar. Here, take this Paratha.
Just enjoy the parathas, stop it.
Dude, you're taking it as a joke.
-Just enjoy the parathas -The aunties go crazy,
for these beats at the religious functions.
Yeah, that's all you work, right?
Just play for me.
-You won't laugh at me, right? -No, I swear.
-You always laugh. -No, I won't, I promise.
"Last time, outside the windows mine..."
"I saw with curtains ajar..."
"Raindrops standing ground on halt..."
-Plan successful. -Who made it after all?
Should I tell you? Should I?
"Like the breeze.."
You record the video.
What the hell?
Hell was what you did to me and Raavi.
You could have talked with me,
but no, you wanted to slut-shame me because your heart is broken.
Go and do what you want.
Either play the video on projector or sell it as a web series.
I don't give a flying fuck.
Whenever you come in front of me, I'll do this.
-Tell me something. -What happened?
Why was your DP crying Karan, Karan last night?
Did something happen now?
Focus.
It was night time and after kicking Harry out...
-Where is Harry? -I kicked him out.
Those bastards have no place in our house.
Really? Did you kick him out because you're still in love with Deepika?
You haven't moved on.
Of course I have moved on. There is nothing between me and her.
You have conquered my heart, see.
You're over caring, over protective and over sensitive.
Can't I see because of my glasses?
Baby, you're getting it all wrong.
I'm not over sensitive, but you are overreacting.
Really? If I'm over reacting, what is this?
Baby, Deepika... oh, fuck! Dhatarpriya?
Yuck! Who saves ex's undies?
That is so disgusting.
-Don't talk to me. -I asked Deepika to take it.
But then I forgot, I used it to clean Mohini.
Fine, I mean, good for me.
Because I have a cousin, DP is single. I'll do the introduction.
Why don't you open all the matchmaking applications here?
-Okay. -And what do you think?
I can't coax DP?
Buddy, I think the thought itself has upset you,
that you are flying solo.
Dude, Naira, help me sometimes as well.
You... woah!
-Oh my God! -She made a Porter out of Harry.
Don't compare that bastard to Harry Potter.
'Malai Chap' or 'Haryali'?
Just look at this.
Bagga said, we will see a movie tonight.
-No. -Great.
And then we party.
-Oh my God, good! -Awesome!
And I can stay in Harry's room tonight.
-Oh, wow! -Sleepover scene!
-So cool -This is a different level of cool.
But this can only happen, if I'm not involved with any girl.
His problem wasn't the video going viral.
Take everyone away. Naira, don't fight here.
-Try to understand. -What should I understand?
I thought you needed space and I respected that.
But not anymore because I don't understand what's wrong.
Why don't you explain it to Raavi?
What should I explain to Raavi?
Should I ask her to choose between her identity or her brother?
Bugs. I don't understand how you're not getting it.
-I'm not getting it? -Yes, exactly.
This is natural.
Tomorrow, if we have kids and one of them says I'm gay.
-Then what will you do? -Where are you bringing this to?
-Will you give them a choice? -What are you even saying?
And what are you doing?
Do you want to tie that poor girl down?
Will you write her future?
Naira, do you know what the problem is?
You can't even understand me and I can't explain it to you.
Bagga...
I'll talk to him.
Bagga?
Bagga, listen...
Bagga?
-Bagga, listen. -Come, you too hit me.
Why would I hit you? I'm here to talk.
Tell me what's the problem with her identity?
The problem is you're not getting it.
This is not Instagram, but the real world. And it is a bad place.
With just one video, the entire college is laughing behind the back.
-Brother... -I have lost my mind.
Who should I talk to? Who should I hit?
And amidst all this, Naira is getting mad at me. Wow.
See brother. I am listening to you.
Why don't you explain this calmly to her?
-She will understand. -No, brother, she won't. Didn't you see?
The problem is me and Naira are from different families.
In her family, this is quite common.
But this is not even talked about in my house.
If I try and explain all this to Naira, she will judge me.
Damn!
Have you lost your mind?
What are you even saying? She is Naira. Our Naira.
She will understand. At least try.
Dude.
It's not possible that there isn't a solution.
Just don't take your volume more than 3.
Such a fucker you are!
Won't you get me anything from the canteen?
Closing it. Come on.
-Is she crazy? -She is.
-You are crazy. -No!
-Karan Sir is crazily in love with her. -Who wasn't?
Have you lost it? He loves you. I just spoke to him.
Really? And what about the romantic tensions between them?
Were you born this dumb?
That's awkwardness, normal between exes.
No, I saw him hugging you tightly.
Madam, which school are you from?
Friends hug each other. It's normal.
Naira ma'am, you should release after the hug as well.
This is normal after what happened.
-It's normal. -Yeah.
Really? And what about your undies in his room? Tell me.
Why is this couple so obsessed with my lingerie?
Now, listen.
So, he doesn't love her.
She's so dumb!
He'll never forget me, sister Naira. I doubted him.
My true love, O God!
No problem. It's okay, it's okay. It'll be fine.
-What should I do now? -Deepu...
Come here, it's okay. It's okay, it's okay.
-It's okay. Sometimes... -Deepika Ma'am?
I was gonna look for you both anyway.
Ma'am, we just want to say we are very sorry.
-For the way we acted. -Oh, and I really care?
Ma'am, last week, Naira mam and Karan sir personally appealed us
to delete video.
We are very, very ashamed of what we did.
They made us realize our mistake.
We don't have all the signatures, but a lot of juniors have signed.
And ma'am, you guys are not alone. Pride Club is with you.
No labels for me, but thank you.
-Sorry ma'am. -Sorry ma'am.
The guys keep boasting about bro code.
So I think we girls should also stick together.
-Good idea. -Right?
Raavi? If Bagga doesn't accept you today. I will just...
I won't let him go home, okay?
Neither will Karan sir, without accepting my apology. "Hail Mother Goddess!"
All fuckers!
-We won't let him go without Bagga. -Shut up.
Oh, yeah? Come here.
Just one glass juice is so filling.
-You could earn 2k in a day. -5!
5k? Daily?
-5000. -So this comes to ?1,50,000.
What are you saying?
He's earning 1,50,000 per month. Let's start here.
-Brother, 5k. -What 5k?
Daljit's new song.
Why don't you download it? Listen.
That is fine, but what is this GrahShobha song? Tell me?
Brother?
Tell me, fucker.
Fuck you.
To hell with your ass,
here the video of you tasting dirt.
I'll make this viral, tell them the truth.
I was the one
who drugged Raavi's drink in the club.
-What's happening? -Nothing as such.
This is the proof I have been looking for Raavi,
about your drink spiking and I finally found it.
And what about what you did to us?
-Deepika, look, I made the video. -What the...
Because I wanted to record my proposal to you.
That day I left the house to propose to Raavi.
And when I reached there, I...
I saw their video in his phone.
And in my anger,
I went to his house the next day, took his phone and made the video viral.
And then Karan hit him, he ran to us.
And we took him to our farmhouse.
How fucking dare you!
Get up and leave before I slap the fuck out of you now.
Get up.
Now!
Deepika, I'm really sorry.
Whatever happened to you was the worst and shouldn't happen to anybody.
I'm sorry for the way I acted. I shouldn't have. Please forgive me.
What? What did you just say?
Please.
-Okay. -Thanks.
What?
Please? Thanks?
Don't give me so many shocks in just one day.
Stop being so cute and mail me my portrait.
-Enough, dude. -Thank you.
Come here.
Sorry.
You hit me as if you had a personal vendetta.
Yes, he is right.
Me and Naira had a childhood friend.
The friendship broke.
And just the thought of making new friends angers me.
But bro, you are Gandhiji's 4th monkey, laughing around.
Yeah!
How do you say good morning? Say it again.
Good morning, Sir.
-You know, Sir, as an army kid. -Oh, man...
You are our friend, bro.
-Just chill, fucker. -Listen.
You look like you don't have friends, but I can tolerate you, now.
Why are you shaking your hands? Touch your sister-in-law's feet.
-Get him to touch everyone's feet, bro. -What is this sister-in-law?
-I'll touch your feet as well. -Oh, really?
She is what she is.
-What? -Raavi, come here.
Give me some water.
Listen.
I think it's time you guys hug it out.
And accept your sister, without any conditions.
-Let's talk later. -Why?
-Let's talk later. -Bugs?
No it's fine.
-Bagga? -Bugs.
Bugs, listen to me.
Isn't she your sister, or did you pick her up from somewhere?
-Naira, see, you are not getting it. -For the love of God, explain.
She's my sister too.
Do you think I don't care?
No matter how cool I become, my family won't get it.
This is her problem. What can I do?
What about your speech in Pride Club?
Love whoever you want. What's the problem?
You talk so nicely with the guy who asked you out on a date.
He was an outsider who was calling me outside.
I don't care who loves someone outside, she's family.
I never could have imagined you would be so hypocrite.
If you think so, then yes I am.
But please understand I'm telling the truth, no matter how bitter it seems.
Do you know what will happen to her if Uncle knows of it?
He will imprison her in the house, no college.
He will send her to another city,
-get her married and her life... -So what?
Then?
Brother, let the family know. I don't care.
Just tell me
whether you are with me in this fight or not?
Is my identity acceptable to you or not?
These things sound good on the Internet.
Don't digress.
You're hiding your hipocracy behind your practicality.
Just answer this simple question.
Will you accept Raavi as it is pr not?
-No, Naira, I... -Either you will accept her, or else...
-So what if I accept? What else? -Or... just shut up for two minutes.
Or else?
I can't accept us.
If you don't accept her.
I am sorry, dude.
Hey!