She is an important guest. Stop and greet her. Go, go.
-Sir, milk's ready! -So is the masala.
Rama!
What happened?
She's here. I mean your girlfriend is here.
His girlfriend?
My girlfriend?
Yeah, the imaginary one. Come with me.
Let me introduce him to his girlfriend.
Come on.
Come with me!
Where are you dragging me to?
-Where's my girlfriend? -In your dreams.
Meera is here.
Is it? He was just talking about her. Let me go tell him.
It looks like she is here to create trouble.
Oh! What do we do?
I'll take her to the hotel room.
You make sure Ram doesn't see her.
But I was getting ready to dance.
Our fate is doing all the dancing.
What are you still doing here?
Where's the baby's milk?
Dude, do you feed the kid?
The milk is almost ready. I'll get it. You carry on.
Dude, get the milk for the baby.
"My Ram"? Whose Ram is he gonna be?
What a grand ceremony, isn't it?
Remember your cheap ex father-in-law?
Remember the wedding he gave you?
Have some juice, Mom.
Did you ask Mythili's mom about the car?
-I am yet to. -What car?
-I forgot the brand name... -Buddy!
Audi.
-Yes, Audi. -Daddy, two minutes, please.
-Buddy... -What are they saying?
There's an emergency. Come with me.
What's the matter?
Need to fetch milk for Maadhu's kid.
Why do you need my help? Do it yourself.
The caterers are refusing.
They talk in Hindi, and I don't understand Marathi.
Are you really that bored?
I am already upset. Don't add fuel to the fire.
You have time to get married twice,
but you don't have time to arrange milk for a kid?
Give it to me!
You idiot. Come on.
What a loud mouth.
Hi, Meera. Why did you come? No. When did you come?
I want to meet Ram.
Ram...
he just left!
I was told he is in there.
Who said so?
He told me.
He doesn't talk English. He only knows Hindi.
But I asked him in Hindi.
Did you eat something?
Yes, I did. I must meet Ram.
Definitely...
First, let's go to the hotel. I'll ask him to meet you there.
You guys meet there, or else it'll become a problem here.
-Oh, come on. -Come on, Meera. Guys, make way.
Here you go.
If you bother me for such silly things anymore...
Maadhu just left with some woman. Who is she?
Not some woman. It's our...
Do you have my phone?
Tell me! Who was it?
Is that Maadhu?
Dude, no one must find out I'm taking her to a hotel room.
Especially my wife, Janaki. Just make up something.
Don't forget my daughter's milk.
Or else she'll become a devil. Got it?
Cheenu, answer me. Are you there?
Dude, you have a date with the devil.
What are you blabbering?
He's so dead.
-Hey, there! -Hey, Mukesh.
-Had your food? -Yes.
Okay.
-Hey, buddy. -Hi.
Greetings!
Mukesh, late again?
You know the city's traffic, sir.
What's up, Ramya? Did you find a groom?
Get lost!
-That's why you won't get a groom. -Here comes the officer.
Hey, there.
Sir, looking at chicks as usual?
You are late, and you are mocking me?
Come on, sir. Let's start working!
Here is your change. Thank you.
Welcome, sir. The usual? Coffee?
Yes, sir.
But why should we wait for you?
Do you think we are jobless? Make it fast.
Says the person who is in the cafeteria all the time.
I know how busy you are.
Think I'm having it easy?
Put yourself in a software engineer's shoes for a day, and you'll know.
Why would I do that to myself?
By God's grace, I have a good job.
And I won't agree that your job is a tough one.
You log in at 10 a.m. and take your first break at 11 a.m.
Lunch at sharp 1 p.m. followed by a smoke and a walk.
A coffee break again at 4 p.m.
Amidst all these, a party, couple of cake cuttings, three meetings,
then deal with four couriers and attend ten calls.
On top of that, you while away time in Facebook, WhatsApp,
Twitter and Instagram.
Sir, let me tell you this. Even kids in a playschool
aren't as free as you guys are.
You're just a staffer and look at your attitude.
Thank God you're not the boss.
Let your curse come true, sir!
Hi, ma'am. Your order?
Mukesh, we'd like two cappuccinos with cookies.
-Hi. -Excuse me, Mukesh.
-Come here. -Coming.
Coffee.
Is this really you in the photo?
Looks different...
and beautiful.
Says the guy who photoshops his passport-size photos.
Look at your own mug.
It's not who I am on the outside.
All that matters is who I am inside.
Would you like to take a peek into my heart, o angel?
Big boss will kick your ass.
I was talking about my father.
Already my parents have started groom hunting.
I don't think we have much time.
I don't see any other option but to elope.
Quickly make up your mind.
If we elope now, we can't even cross the city border with my savings.
Please wait for some more time.
I'll arrange some money and let you know.
We shall elope to some place far away.
Where?
To Ooty, the hill station, where...
Just two minutes. Wait, I'll be back.
-Two minutes. -Ooty, where... Hey!
Hello.
Listen, pal.
Wrong number.
It's Chetta here. Baby Chetta.
Baby?
He sounds like a baby dinosaur.
I'll play tough equally.
I am Mukesh.
Where is Ram?
He is in Bombay.
Maadhu?
Come on!
Maadhu is in Mumbai.
Fine. Where is Cheenu?
He went to Bombay or Mumbai. I don't know.
When will they return?
Wait a minute.
Tomorrow's the wedding. They'll be back next week.
Wedding? Whose wedding?
-Wait! Just two minutes, please! -Can't you hear me?
Bom sir's wedding is in Rambay. Now, hang up!
My money...
He has changed so much. How?
It's just two months since we got divorced.
I wonder what's itching him so much.
"Ram weds Mythili."
Pathetic!
I rather die before it happens.
Come on, Meera.
Meera, nothing like that...
Don't say so.
Wait, I'll get some water.
Meera!
What are you doing? Drink this instead.
This won't be enough. Silly girl.
Careful.
Where did I fail him?
How'd I know?
Imagining him by her side makes me want to puke.
That's true.
It is indeed making her puke.
Who's that? So mannerless.
Janaki!
Where is she?
Who?
Stop fooling me.
Where did you hide that bimbo?
Bimbo? You weirdo. Do you have any idea who is inside?
Yes! Your death note!
-Why did you slap me? -Come with me!
Don't you treat your husband like this. It'll ruin your name!
What's with the rush?
You just ruined the kurta he bought for the wedding.
Do you think he can reuse it now?
Get lost. It's all because of you.
Dude, I was about to tell her that it was Meera with you.
But Ram was nearby, and I couldn't tell her.
At least you could have alerted me.
I was about to call you,
but then they played the "Chammak Challo" song.
That girl in a yellow dress and I started grooving.
It was some awesome dancing with her.
Remember that girl we were ogling at?
Thanks. You've done enough.
Look, he gave you a clear explanation.
So, stop hitting him now. Got it?
Don't you worry now. She won't hit you.
Now, come and sit next to him.
Don't mind that I am here. Go ahead and...
-I'll beat you with my shoe! -You heard her.
Forget it. Guess she is feeling shy.
She'll kiss you later. Sorry. Where's the wound?
Meera...
She thrashed you really well.
What's the use regretting now?
She did.
Why did you separate if you love him so much?
Tell me. Why did you divorce him?
Mom, the test is done, and the results will come soon.
Look, everyone is questioning us.
What do we tell them?
Wonder whose curse is affecting you.
Mom, even I could be the reason.
Shut up!
Mom, don't you have anything better to do?
Why do you pester me with the same topic every day?
The result will come whenever it is ready.
Now, hang up!
You took the IVF treatment five times.
Let's not do it anymore.
Let's stop it.
Is there any other way, Doctor?
Let the test results come.
Let's wait until then.
Hope for the best.
Ram...
it is during such time you must provide her with a moral support.
Okay, Doctor.
Meera, ignore societal pressures.
If it was that, I would have had no problems facing it.
What can I do when it is from loved ones?
Sorry!
Meera, come here for a moment.
Tell me, aunty.
She is the one.
-So, she is the one who needs the puja? -Yes.
-Come. Sit here. -Excuse me.
Why the puja for Meera?
It's a belief that
a married woman who gets blessed at a baby shower
would be pregnant soon after such a puja.
Okay.
Meera...
don't worry.
Next year, I will be attending your baby shower. I am sure.
Janaki...
I am not at all worried because of this.
Ram takes such good care of me.
More than me, he wants this.
At least, for him, I must bear his child soon.
I can't bear to hear the tantrums my parents are throwing at her.
And that is why...
I want a child only to put an end to that.
How about adoption?
Are you serious? No way!
Are you going to label yourself as infertile?
Already everyone around us is gossiping too much.
Meera, your thought is noble,
but do you think your mother-in-law would love you if you adopt a kid?
Okay, forget about you.
Do you think she'll love the adopted kid?
There are many new treatments out there.
Let's see what shows up in the test reports.
Then we shall know whose problem it is.
Surrogacy?
Come on, sir.
Even we wish our son's child should be carried by your daughter.
But we have waited for four years in vain.
This isn't working out.
Let's end this.
We are being generous and allowing surrogacy,
yet look how mean they are being to us.
Come again? You're being generous?
-Meera... -Ram!
Fine, Ram!
Then I shall be also generous
and look for a surrogate father.
Meera, shut up!
You shut up!
Aren't you seeing this?
They have been insulting me for years now.
Have you ever stood up for me?
Your parents want a grandchild so that they can shut the society's mouth.
And you want a child to shut your parents' mouth.
So, will you sleep with anyone for that?
Yes! I will...
Dad...
arrange for a divorce.
What's wrong with Ram?
He'll break up because they can't conceive a child?
Women are not ATMs.
Just dip the card anywhere, anytime so that money will pop out.
Remember that the ATM card must be loaded with money.
Stop talking dirty.
Why? Such men should be--
Please, I beg you. Please stop talking.
Meera...
tell me something. Wasn't the divorce mutual?
Then why this sudden realization?
Why did you come here?
Valid question, buddy. Answer him.
The situation has changed.
-Why? What has changed? -What?
He moved on, but you didn't.
You just couldn't stand the fact that he found a beautiful North Indian girl.
-What do you say? -Correct.
After divorce why are you bothered about his life, Meera?
Let him live his life, and you live yours. What say, dude?
Very simple.
-It's not simple. -Why?
It is not easy.
-Tell us why? -Why?
A while ago...
one day...
Madam, he's completely wasted.
The bar owner saw his ID proof and asked me to drop him off.
Meera...
Shoe... I am here to take my shoes.
Aren't your parents home?
One last drink?
This song sounds familiar.
Guess it's from one of Rajinikanth's films.
It's from Kamal's.
No, I am sure it's from a Rajini film.
A very familiar title.
Moondram Pirai.
What's so funny?
Wanna bet?
What is it? Am I right?
I hate to say it, but, yeah, you're right.
As usual, I lost.
Hey, I didn't mean it like that, Meera.
But I did, Ram!
The time I met you.
The time you played hide-and-seek to woo me.
The time I fell for you. The time I married you.
The time I thought after four years you had my back.
Every single time, I was the one who lost.
Meera, please.
No, Ram! Stop talking!
You left me, right?
Now, why did you come back?
You screwed my life! Bloody, you screwed my life!
Meera, please. Stop crying.
Hands off me.
Meera, please stop crying. Listen to me.
I was trying to stay strong, but you broke me again!
Happy now?
Meera, please. Stop crying.
Meera, please listen to me.
-Let go of me. -Meera, please!
Meera, please. Stop crying.
Meera, look here...
Meera...
Look at me.
Okay, I'll leave now.
That power cut had impeccable timing.
Meera...
so...
Yes.
I am pregnant.