"'Living with My Brother's Ghost'" "Quiteabrave subject for a debut featurefilm?" "You can saythat." "How do I answerthat question?" "Well..." "Someoneoncetold methat I should betrueto myself." "And this is thegreatest truth ofmylife." "My brother's death is the reason for my existence." "I was born to fill the void created byhis death." "So instead ofpaying loads ofmoneyto a shrink..." "I just madeafilm... simple." "What did yourparents have to say aboutthefilm?" "My father is theproducer ofthe film." "When I showedthefilm to him hesaid... 'how can you make afilm without songs?" "'" "You have to add an item number." "Heis justlikethat." " Can I justtake that?" " No problem." "Sorry, sorry guys." "So where werewe?" "Okay, you'reherein New York forthefirsttime... what do you think ofthis city?" "That's what I am hereto find out." "I share a strange relationship with this city." "I was supposedto come here a few years ago." "I couldn't makeitback then." "But now that I'm finallyhere..." "I am actually alittle nostalgic aboutthis place." "Thanks, Nikhil." "It was reallynicemeeting you." "All thebest." " Thank you." " I am looking forward to your next film." " Thank you." "You're verykind." " Thank you." "Arewe done?" "Yes." "Hey Nikhil..." "So did you come hereto see this city orto meet agirl?" "Yes, Statueof Liberty." "Tell me all aboutit over a drink?" "I would love to but I have to be somewhererightnow." "I'm already late..." "next time, sorry." "You havejust onenight, Good luck." "Taxi." "Mr. Chopra..." "Mr. Chopra..." "Good afternoon Mr. Nikhil Chopra." "Hope you had agood sleep." "We shall belanding in London in a few minutes." "Can I get you something?" "Tea?" "Coffee?" "Juice?" "Milkshake?" "Ice cream?" "No thanks." "Ma'am, pleasegetback to your seat." "Sorry." "Miss Lalitha Krishnan?" "You've missed your London to New York flight." "What do you mean, ' missed theflight'?" "Because this flight will be reaching London late... you've missedtheconnectingflight." "What rubbish!" "I have to getto New York on time." "My university begins day after!" "You can talk to theground staff." "Theywill arrange your accommodation at theairport." "I don't wantany accommodation..." "I havebought a full fareticket." "You can't treat me likethis." "You didn't even say'Sorry'?" "'Sorry'!" "Excuseme?" "Yeah?" "I think you dropped this." "Is this yours?" "Yeah." "Thanks." "How is thebook?" "Interesting?" "Actually... it's about European genocidein Africa, and how it's a template forthe Holocaust." "I guess, you don't read Mills and Boon, and all that stuff." "No way!" "I'm a feminist." "Mills and Boon is feminist too." "So, fillingtheminds of girls with rubbish like... some tall, dark, handsome guy will come andwhisk you away on a whitehorse... that is feminism to you?" "Thepurposeof feminism is freedom, right?" "Whether it is the freedom to wait for a tall, dark, handsomeguy... or forthat matter, for atall, dark, handsomegirl." "So you read Mills and Boon?" "When I was a kid, I read a few." "Actually, quite a few." "I foundthem interesting." "Your parents didn'tstop you?" "Oh no!" "They saw I was reading books in English..." "So theywerequitehappy actually." "Is this yourfirst time abroad?" "Yes!" "How did you know?" "Well... actually, travelling pouch, passport safely in it... muffler, gloves, this Alaska jacket." "Actuallyit's summer in London..." "I feel cold!" "I'm Nikhil, actually." " What's your name?" " I'm Lalitha." "Lalitha." "England is likelndia's 25th state." "Indians everywhere." "You mean, 29th!" "Sorry?" "Thereare 28 states in India." "That makes London the 29th, right?" "28?" "Where did so many states come from?" "Don't you havebasic knowledge about your country?" "It's notthatbasic, like not knowingthe Prime Minister's name or something." "Okay." "What's our President's name?" "Right, you know..." "what's his name..." "Hewas also on thenews last night..." "Fine!" "Who is the President ofthe US?" "That's not fair." "You all know about George w." "Bush... though heis actually worse than aterrorist." "I managea youth cell for 'Greater Political Participation Amongst Youth'." "So that young peoplelike us..." "take an active interest in politics." "I think, young peoplelike us don't takean active interest in politics because..." "It is no fun watching 60 year olds tear each others clothes." "Butifwedon'ttake an interest, these very 60 year olds will... destroy our nation and hand itto us." "I'm going to New York University to study politics..." "So I can comeback and make a difference." "Oh... oh... sorry." "I got it!" "Abdul Kalam Azad!" "Yaay!" "I know, I know." "And who's the Vice President?" "Tell me." "Are you sneaking in illegal immigrants?" "I'm just bringing in spices and pickles." "You get everything here same to same." "When you can buyit with rupees, whywaste precious dollars?" "I think you should start a corner shop and sell theseall in dollars!" "Business?" "I belongto a simple, middleclass family and all wecan do is, work." "Business is for..." "Business is for peoplelike us." "My father is afilm producer..." "hemakes films." "Lfhe could havehis way, he'd even sell air." "In my family, education is given so much importance... it's not funny." "Both, Aai and Appa are Brahmins." "Aai and Appa?" "What does thatmean?" "Aai is a Maharashtrian Brahmin and Appa is a Tamilian Brahmin." "Maha-Tam-Bram!" "Sounds likea dramatic television soap opera." "Well, alot of dramahappens at our place." "Really?" "I don't understandwhy do theseparents getso dramatic all thetime." "Someonesaid, if you can figure your parents out... all theanswers to life will berevealed to you." "Why do I havea feelingthat you arerunning away from your parents?" "What?" "No." "No big deal." "I am also running away." "At full speed!" "I call it independence." "Basically you're running away!" "Actually, I'vebeen running all my life." "But that racewas for my parents." "I had to befirstin studies, Bharatnatyam, Carnatic music, tennis..." "Somewherealongtheway, I forgot in which direction I wanted to run." "Still better." "My parents wanted only one thing from me... thatl shouldn't die." "Are you ill?" "I had a brother, who died at theage of16." "It was a motorbikeaccident." "I never met him." "Ever since my parents have been worried... what iftheother son dies too?" "How didthey allow you to cometo London?" "Suicide!" "What?" "Hmm..." "Sleeping pills." "Whatare you saying?" "Didn't eat them, just scatteredthem around..." "I struck a dead pose with the bottlein myhand." "Hung a'suicide' note on thedoor." "Everyone got scared... and they put meon thefirstflight and said..." "Go son, make your future." "Wow." "I can't believe I just met you and told you my dark and deep secrets." "And I can't believel just met you and gave you a lecture on politics!" "Really, you need to improve your manners Lalitha." "Oh phone booth!" "Actually, I missed myflight becauseofthe airline and... instead ofthehotel room, I got them to givememoney." "I have a UK visa and my best friend, Rima, lives here." "So I'll go to her place." "Oh... okay... so..." "So then, I'll see you..." "Yeah..." "Good luck with your 'Greater Political Participation' and all that..." " Thank you." " Yeah." " Nice meeting you..." " Yeah." "Actually..." "why don't you call Rima from my phone..." "In fact, ifher houseis on myway, I can drop you." " It's not an issue." " No, no..." "It will beinternational roaming." "Don't worry about it." "Just call from here." "Take yourtime." "Thank you." "Shit." "What?" "Is your friend okay?" "Her husband has taken her away on a surpriseholidayto Paris." "Can you imagine?" "That bugger!" "Actually, I haven't stayed alone in ahotel room..." "feels sleazy." "I would have taken you along to my uncle's place... but he is atrue blue Punjabi." "I havestayedwith him for a few days." "Lfhesees mewith agirl, he'll havethewedding invites printed!" "Come on, I can't cometo youruncle's place." "It's okay... you carry on..." "It's fine." "Are you sure?" "Yes, absolutely!" "Okay, bye." "Okay." "Listen, I've got an idea." "Let's leave our luggage in the cloakroom... and spendthemoney you got from theairline." "Let's takeing thesights of London, let's have an adventure." "But your uncle?" "I don't think you heard my story properly." "Todayis thefirst day ofmy freedom... and I don'twantto spend it eating Indian food madebymy Aunt." "So come, it will be fun." "We'll explore London." "What do you say?" "C'mon." "I am a safer option than a sleazyhotel room." "C'mon!" "I'm agood guy." "Yourfirst day ofindependence." "I will haveto call my parents." "And I will have to call my parents." "So, you're joining film school?" "That's right." "Actually, I don'twatch films." "How can you bea patriotic Indian and not watch films?" "I likebooks." "I liketo imagine." "I, Lalitha Krishnan, daughter of Bina Krishnan and Murali Krishnan..." "Am soaking in thesun, in Central London." "God... pinch me." "Ouch!" "Whatthe..." "You said, pinch me..." "I said, 'God' pinch me." "Freedom!" "This actually feels so good." "Come on, shoutwith me." "Feels really nice." "C'mon." "On three..." "One... two..." "FREE..." "Don'tbea bore." "Shout with me." "I'm doing no such thing." "You know..." "all you haveto do is... just feel it from insideand say..." "Freedom!" "Hey, don't do this." "Lalitha..." "You know what." "I'll continueshouting like this till you join me." "Freedom!" "Freedom!" "Nikhil, you arecrazy." "And you'requite brave to be out with a crazy guy." "I could be arapist or a killer..." "Forthat you have to first stop being a Mummy's boy!" "Freedom!" "What's wrong now?" "You said, we'll explore London." "That's what wearedoing." "How else do you want to explore?" "What's this?" "'To see' list?" "You know, every timel read something interesting about a city..." "I writeit down." "Do you know, why Big Ben is called Big Ben?" "Even though itwas designed by Charles Barry?" "There are two theories to this..." "Lalitha-pedia!" "Yes, Lalithapedia." "Lalithapedia, that's the right name for you." "What?" "It's funny." "What the..." "I'm to blame forthis too?" "You said itis summer!" "That's how British summer is." "Read your book." "What?" "You won'tmelt in two minutes." "Sit down." "Come on, sit." "Be in the moment." "Isn't this abeautiful church?" "Yes." "Do you know the church was to be demolished to makeway for aparking lot?" "Whywasn't it done?" "Because..." "The people protested and saved it." "Lfthis were India... an ugly shopping mall would havecomein its place." "That's a church piano." "You can'ttouch it." "You want to listen to a song?" "What are you doing?" "I wrote it myself." "If you likeit, you can dance to it." "You do know that you havebroken God's rule in touching that piano." "You'll haveto make yourconfession and burn ahundred candles." "Sir, I told her." "Sir, we're really sorry, sir." "I know how sacredthis piano is and..." "I respectall religions even though I'm a Hindu." "And in fact, I'm a Tamilian Brahmin and... my mother is Maharashtrian Brahmin and my father is a Tamilian Brahmin..." "Sir, sir, pleasetell her you're joking." "Otherwise she will go on and on." "Excuseme... could wehavea bottle of one of your best red wines?" "Thanks." "Bottleofbest redwine?" "Don'tworry, it's my treat." "I can pay for my share." "So madam has aproblem with chivalry?" "Just apolite way of showing women their rightplace." "No, thank you." "You know, I'venoticed something about you." "You've formed an imageofyourself." "Like, 'I'm very serious..." "I'll fight forwomen emancipation, I'll change the world... '" "And you struggle hard to liveup to that image." "You're quitesweet, actually." "I don't need aman to run my life." "No?" "You won't get married?" "No!" "What?" "But I am sure you will." "The only heirto the Chopra fortune." "I'm sure people will bid for you!" "Alright, don't get married, but you'll atleast fall in love?" "Depends." "I hate that Valentine's day chocolates and roses kind oflove." "What's wrong with that?" "Who came up with this Valentine's day?" "Ltwas likearaceback in college... which girl would get the most roses." "As if, lovecan bemeasured in roses." "If aguy doesn't give you arose... does itmean that you don't deserveto beloved?" "Lfl shut my eyes and listen to you speak, it feels like... you'rewearing thick spectacles, lecturing aboutsomething... and at an important point, adjusting your spectacles likethis." "I wear contacts!" "What?" "Actually, you know what I think..." "In thosethick glasses, you'd look quite hot." "Shutup!" "It's a compliment, takeit." "Shut Up!" "Listen... the waiter's coming." "He'll ask you to tast other wine." "Why should I taste it?" "You can also do it." "Dude!" "They ask the ladies, alright?" "It's polite." "What do I have to do?" "It's simple, fill the glass a little... swirl the wine... sip itslowly and in a pseudo voice say..." "Si, perfecto." "Madam would liketo try the wine?" "Yes." "Yes, she would indeed." "Si, perfecto." "Yeah... thanks." "Yuck!" "Now this is called a 'full bodied' wine!" "Yuck Bitter!" "You broketheglass." "Shit I broketheglass..." "You broke the glass man." "But you said full bodied..." "like a fatgirl!" "This is Silk Smitha!" "It's full..." "I was supposedto..." "Fatgirl... meaning Silk Smitha." "Yes." "I can't believethis..." "Theguylikes 'macho blue' curtains and the girl wants 'girliepink'." "What?" "The guyis a capitalist and thegirl is a communist." "She wants to change the world, he wants to buy it." "They arediscussing sex positions." "You want to stay on top every month?" "Even I liketo beon top sometimes." "Oh..." "C'mon." "Didn'twedecide that one month I'd be on top and thenext month you?" "So how many days make up your month?" "Forty?" "You'vebeen counting?" "That means you don't enjoyit, you'vebeen faking it." "Of course, you think only you can make noises?" "Even I can makethem!" "Lalithapedia, you watch adultfilms?" "I studied French in school and college." "Yeah, right." "Lameexcuse." "Lfyou reallywant to stay on top, find someoneelse." "Oops!" "This too can happen!" "Lalithapedia, you turned out to bea dark horse." "I shouldtake lessons from you." "I just happen to know French." "That's all." "Hey Lonely Planet!" "Not your book again." "Don'tbea bore." "You have someother brilliant idea?" "Comeon, let's drink." "Again?" "What?" "Moustache..." "Hey... my friend over there is getting marriedtomorrow." "She thinks you'rereally cute." "Will you dance with her?" "C'mon show us some Bollywood moves." "Shethinks I'm cute!" "Oh sorry..." "you two together?" "No... he's all yours!" "Yeah C'mon then." "I'm all yours." "Give us ajiggy." "C'mon C'mon." "Hi." "Wait... wait..." "you'll haveto..." "Show him your ring." "Can you justput this song on?" "Yeah okay." "What do you keep writing all the time?" "You missed out on all the fun!" "Give mybook back." "Thosegirls really fell for me... must be my Spanish looks." "You find all this vulgar, don't you?" "Did I say anything?" "It's written all over your face." "In caps!" "I met you fivehours back." "I don't careifsome drunk bimbos drape themselves around you." "Okaytell me... you don'tlike theSpanish types even a bit?" "Just because you'redrunk, doesn't mean you can do anything." "Okay?" "Okay, little MissJudgmental..." "Hey." "I'm not drunk, I promise." "I can'tkiss you." "Why not?" "Because I'll never see you again." "Whywon't you seemeagain?" "Because... we will beliving in different continents!" "So?" "Planes flythere." "But I can't do this 'long distancerelationship' shit, Nikhil." "Wait foryourcall all day, check emails everytwo minutes... havea relationship with thecomputer and not you!" "And then imagine you in a pub with bimbos like these..." "Shhh!" "It's okay." "You don'thave to." "You know, when I was eleven, I found kissing very lucky." "You started kissing at eleven, Lalithapedia?" "When I'd see itin movies!" "Foryour information, kissing is morehygienic than a handshake." "Yes!" "You know... when two peoplekiss... theirpheromones exchange biological information... whetherthey can produce healthy children ornot." "It's damn fascinating!" "Thanks for killing all theromance." "Shutup!" "What do you want to do, Nikhil?" "I wantto talk to your pheromones, Lalitha." "What do you wantto do in life?" "Oh, you mean in life... what do I want to do in life?" "Well, I want to do..." "something adventurous in life!" "Something new every day!" "I want to livemylife..." "on my terms." "You'veheard thesong..." "'living on theedge you can... '" "Sorry, butmost importantly..." "I want to live my life withoutany fear." "What do you wantto do in life?" "I want to bring about a change." "Do somethingthat makes a difference, no matter how small..." "Why small?" "You will make a difference and abig one too!" "Wewill make you the President oflndia." "And I will remember thename ofthis President." "Nikhil..." "Hmm?" "When you make yourfilm, I'll surelywatch it." "I'm sureit will bea goodfilm." "What happened?" "Nothing!" "Why are you so uncomfortable?" "You won't understand." "Understandwhat?" "Dude!" "It's not easy for me." "What?" "See, I am a guy..." "Yeah, right..." "And I'm like... totally attracted to you..." "Okay." "And you are..." "Whatam I doing?" "Forgetit." "What?" "You areabig 'tease'!" "Is it my fault that you aredesperate?" "I'm desperate?" "Of course." "First you hypnotize me with your big eyes... then you rest your beautiful faceon my shoulder... andthen start purring likea Cat." "A Cat?" "Me?" "What shit?" "And I'm not purring!" "Lfit's bothering you so much..." "I'll sit far away." "Now control yourself." "Hmm..." "Shit." "Nikhil, wake up!" " My flight..." "Nikhil." " What happened?" " Myflight..." " what happened?" "I'll miss my flight." "I haveunderstood you." "Understood what?" "You want me to like you but in return, you don'twant to like me." "Your heart, mind and body are in deep conflict." "Is that right, Mr. Freud?" "Hello!" "Thecab driver is Indian." "You think he'll tell your parents?" "Sir... can I tell you something?" "The thing is I'm in love with this girl." "Butshe's leaving meand going to New York." "I request you, in God's name, pleasedon't tell her parents thatl held her hand." "Because ifyou do, I'll beruined." "I saw nothing, I heard nothing." "See?" "Did you say, you arein lovewith me?" "This is your boarding pass." "Thank you verymuch." "Thank you." "Okay." "Okay, timeto go..." "I am very happythat I spent my first day of freedom with you." "Hmm... wasn'tit fun?" "Thank you." " Okay." " Okay." "Come with me." "Mr. Chopra yourtickets." "Miss Lalitha Krishnan..." "On 15th December 2005, 1800 hours local time..." "Nikhil Chopra will land in New York." "It's up to you ifyou'll pick him up at theairport or not." "You arecrazy!" "Alright, wewon't call or email each other." "Thank God!" "I'veneverwritten aletter in mylife!" "Ms Lalitha Krishnan please report to gate A40 immediately." "Shit." "Bye." "Hello..." "Yes Monty?" "You found her?" "Monty promise!" "Good eveningto you madam." "That's enough madam, Hang up thephone madam!" "At least stop chasing olderwomen now." "Nikhil..." "How are you mybrother?" "How are you?" "I am fine." "So even you're growing a beard like me?" "Exactly!" "Whathave you doneto yourself?" "In fact, what have you done to yourself?" "You told your dad you're selling computer spare parts in Paris." "Butthere's something elsegoing on here!" "You think I'm afraid ofhim?" "Tell him I'm notselling spareparts but bare parts!" "You haven't changed a bit." "Will you have something?" "Tea, coffee..." "Nothing at all!" "I justwant the information." "Straightto thepoint!" "How nice!" "You were in London fortwo years..." "Butnot oncedid you visitmeherein Paris." "And you made a dash forthegirl!" "What did you say her namewas?" "Lalitha... right, Lalitha." "I looked her up." "She's here from New York on an Exchange Program." "A friend ofminetakes classes with her at Sorbonne University." "What news do you have?" "Monty detectivegotthese pictures out for you." "It's her, right?" "You had said sheis a simple girl... thatsheties her hair in a plait." "But she's ahottie." "Dude, shehas changed." "Well, it happens." "Middleclass girls come to Franceand get carried away." "They sensethe freedom and sproutwings!" "It's just aphase." "What's wrong, dude?" "Did shebreak your heart?" "No, actually..." "I think I broke her heart." "What happened?" "What's thestory, dude?" "Wemettwo years back in London." "Wespentan entireday together." "What a day!" "I mean." "And I promised herthat..." "I would visither in New York in six months." "Butl didn't go." "I've been missing her a lot theselast few days." "I got news from New York that sheis in Paris." "So I called you." "Dude, you've come to therightplace." "This is thecity oflove!" "Ask yourfriend where can I find her now." "You think ifyou ban covering girls from head to toe, themen are goingto say... it's okay darling, you can go out in your mini skirt." "No!" "They are just goingto be locked up in their own house." "Feminism is about allowing women what theywant to do without being judgmental about it." "Becausethepurposeof feminism is Freedom!" "Lalitha!" "You look smoking hot!" "I knew it was you from afar because... only Lalithapediais capable of this feminism blah blah." "Hello!" "Lalitha listen." "Have you drunk a littletoo much?" "Get lost!" "Lalitha, what's thematter?" "You were thinking about me a few minutes back." "Trying to impress the Frenchie with my lines." "You'renotjust aliar, but delusional too!" "Lalitha, I'm sorry, I didn't cometo New York." "It's not my fault, I promise." "Lalitha..." "Shit." "Lalitha..." "Are you blind?" "What?" "Sorry... sorry..." "Lalitha what are you doing?" "Why are you living so dangerously?" "What are you doing in Paris?" "Looking for you, I swear." "I hadtheentire CBI squad looking for you." "I learntthat you left New York to cometo Paris for some Exchange Program." "Lalitha, what's wrong?" "Lalitha, I'm so glad I found you." "Lalitha, are you..." "are you okay?" "Lalitha, listen, I know you must hate meand all but..." "I was a complete wreck." "Mylifewas going through shit and it still is..." "I'll explain." "I feel... sick..." "Lalitha, just let me explain..." "I feel sick..." "like..." "Nikhil!" "Ah... mademoiselleis up." "Good morning." "There is hot le'French' breakfast for you..." "Nikhil, wherearemy clothes?" "Lastnight you puked all over your clothes... so I've sent them for dry-cleaning." "It's an express service." "You'll havethem readyby evening." "Come, have breakfast till then." "Lalitha, I know, I owe you an explanation." "I couldn't make it to New York because I..." "Nikhil let's nottalk about it please." "No!" "Let's talk aboutit." "I think we should." "I wantto tell you why I couldn't make it to New York." "Nikhil, just leave it..." "It's okay, Please." "I even wrotethree letters to you but..." "You didn't reply to any." "I received one, which said that you aren't coming to New York." "The onethatsaid my dad had aheart attack?" "Oh yeah, is he okay?" "Wow!" "Thanks forthesympathy." "No, I reallymean that." "I hope he is okay." "Yeah, he is okaynow." "The dude faked aheart attack so I'd go back to Mumbai." "That's thereason I couldn't makeit to New York..." "I hope you understand." "I am sorry." "It's fine." "Arewe cool now... just like, no... whatever." "Yeah." "Thanks." "So good to see you." "I can'tbelieve this." "I reallylike your... this new look." "It's really good." "Thanks." "You thought I was bluffing about dad's heartattack?" "Just so I could ditch you?" "Thatwould belikethe world's worst break up line." "I'veheard worse!" "A friend's boyfriendtold her he was breaking up with herbecause... he would die soon." "When my friend askedwhy, hesaid... 'geniuses die young.'" "What rubbish." "Men areshit." "Okay." "As if girls never break up." "They do." "But they give a full explanation." "Whatwent wrong, why did it go wrong, whose fault was it and so on..." "If you want to break myheart... please do itwith ajoke don't givemea complete thesis..." "I'll keep itin mind." "Feminineor feminist?" "Thepink one." "Lalithapedia!" "You've improved!" "This thing is speaking in French." "It's saying 'enter yourcode'." "Okay." "2000 Euros." "Your parents give you their credit cards just likethat?" "They throw moneyto make up for love they can't give." "Reduces their guilt." "For notbeing ableto loveme as much as theirfirst son... so this is compensation." "My childhood was quite messed up, you know?" "So was mine!" "And I am sureso was your parents and their parents." "Point?" "Move on!" "You mean like you?" "Miss Drunk in a bar and hungover in ahotel room." "Well, at leastl don't blame my parents for everylittle thing." "I takeresponsibility forwho I am andwhatl do." "You grew that to keep you warm in the London cold?" "Goatee?" "It gives you apersonality." "Gives methe'director' look." "Why not just grow a beard?" "A beard is so uncool." "I think it's romantic..." "That someone is so caught up in his dreams that... hedoesn'thave the timeto shave." "Wow!" "Lalithapedia is back in action." "You havea Ph. D on 'male facial hair'?" "Of course." "See, bearded guys arelike poets..." "Arty, intellectual, romantic!" "Stubblemeans 'sexy, macho, cowboy' type." "A moustache is forthieves and rogues." "And goatee means... metrosexual." "Really?" "Goateemeans metro-what?" "Thoseguys who check themselves out in themirrorevery few minutes... who buymoisturizing creams and getpedicures." "I don't go forpedicures." "It's the nextstep." "You already haveagoatee." "I think it's sexy." "You should grow onetoo!" " Hey Gaspard!" " Hey Lalitha." "You'relook really hot today." "Oh stop it." "You'recomingto the party tonight, I hope..." "Of course." "See you in the evening." "See you." "Hey Lalitha!" "How are you doing?" "Have you read this book?" "It has changedtheworld." "I will." "I promise." "Super." "Thank you." "It's important." "Don't forget to readthebook." "I won't." "I promise." "See you then." "Come..." "Oh nice." "Niceroom." "Your cheeks must beburning." "You must be quitepopular with thewhiteguys..." "Exotic Indian girl, from theland ofKamasutra and all." "I find itall quite stupidthat... peopletalk to you justbecausethey areinterested in Hinduism orthey likelndian food." "They think that talkingto me will help them attain nirvana." "Or something likethat." "I'll tell you what is stupid." "These white guys find you Indian girls exotic... but think welndian guys areall terrorists." "Now that is stupid." "You Indian boys have an inferiority complex." "You have becomea crybaby." "Crybaby!" "By the way, theguy with thebook..." "was all over you." "Why didn't you introduceus?" "I forgot." "Actually, he is my roommate, Cecile's boyfriend." "I mean, one ofher boyfriends." "Forgot his name." "So... do you havea boyfriend?" "Shut up." "A simple answer, yes or no." "Do you?" "No, I don't havea boyfriend." "I like girls." "You'reso funny!" "Let's go." "Comeon... tell me." "What?" "Do you have aboyfriend?" "Lfl did, would I pass out andwake up in your hotel room?" "Ortake you around Paris?" "I don't havea boyfriend!" "Happy?" "That's it." "You don't do this when hungover!" "You'reafilm school student, I thought you'd like Montmartre." "Did you know that Amelieand Moulin Rougewere shothere?" "And all the famous artists lived here..." "Van Gogh, Picasso, all ofthem." "I'veheard that these days this has becomeared lightarea." "You only hearwhat you want to hear." "Oh..." "Drama queen!" "The only consolation is, ifl dieit will bein your arms." "If you writesuch awful dialogues, you'll bethrown out offilm school." "I will writewhat I wantto." "They can go shoo themselves." "What happened?" "Film school didn't work out?" "Our pheromones didn't click." "They are all losers and they areoutto judgeothers." "You know I made a superb film but... none ofthem hadthe maturity to appreciateit." "They enter thefilm school and start behaving like they are David Lynch." "I've been on film sets since I was a kid." "I know what goes into making afilm." "None oftheseguys will ever make afilm." "But I will." "My dad is aproducer." "Listen, in the creativefield it's difficult to say what's right and what's wrong." "It's very easy." "I am rightandtheothers arewrong." "Simple!" "This is 'vin chaud'." "Hot wine." "Perfect forthis weather." "I hopethis is good wine?" "But Of course Mademoiselle, you are in Monmartre... we'll only serve you authentic French wine." "No, no, no..." "Are you sure?" "Go on, sayit..." "Thegirl from thesuburbs of Mumbai has goneall 'lah di dah' French." "I likethe'lah di dah' type." "Therewas atime when I spoke French like an Indian." "But my roommateCecile taunted meso much that... now I speak French just likeher." "Cecileand Lolita... would begreat to put ahidden camera in your room?" "What do you think wedo?" "There are alot of exciting possibilities." "Sorry to disappoint you, but we'reboth straight." "Oh." "Don't ruin my fantasies... why did you haveto saythat?" "C'mon let's go." "Thanks forthis." "You started drinkingwine, whynot cigarettes?" "I wish I didn't have aproblem with thesmell." "Like french women, I too drink wineand eat cheese and still staythin." "Don't worry." "We, Indian guys prefer 'full bodied' girls." "You think I'm fat?" "Let's check." "Waist... slim." "Hips... just right." "Arms..." "long and slender." "Andthese... 32-B?" "You pervert... crazy!" "Alright, I wouldn'thave touched." "What are you doing?" "I wouldn't havetouched... without your permission!" "Let's go on a road trip across Europe." "I haven't won the lottery." "Don't worry about themoney, leave it to me." "Next month I have to return to New York." "Fine, we'll go on aroad trip across the US." "Andthis time I will come, I swear." "You want to makeall the plans right now?" "I want to travel theworldwith you." "We'll talk all nightand... we'll makelove." "Lalitha..." "Hmm?" "I think..." "I love you." "What?" "You don't laugh atmy jokes... and now, when I bare my heartto you, you can't stop laughing!" "Strangewoman." "Nikhil..." "I mean Nikhil..." "Moveon from Nikhil..." "Nikhil, I..." "Nikhil, I..." "Nikhil, I..." "I want to watch yourfilm." "Wheredidthefilm come from?" "When you win your Oscar, I'll tell everyonethat..." "Nikhil Chopra showed mehis firstfilm in Paris... just afterwemadelove." "And I knew, hewas a genius!" "Well, it's not that great." "It is somewhat intellectual." "Can I decide?" "Hmm?" "This isn'tlikeatypical Hindi film." "This film is very subtle." "There's a lot ofsubtext..." "a lot oflayers." "You musthave heard of Tarkovsky." "He is agenius." "I've been influenced byhim." "Did you noticeher footwear?" "So neatly aligned..." "and suddenly the scar on her back... quite menacing." "I told you it is intense." "What are you doing?" "I told you itis an intensefilm." "It has an effect on people." "Let's burn the DVD." "And put an end to Nikhil Chopra's film career." "Lfthatmakes you happy." "Lalitha, are you taking a shower again?" "I'm coming in..." "Oh... was itthatbad?" "Why are you getting dressed up?" "You werelooking so good." "Hey... everything okay?" "What's wrong?" "Whathappened?" "What happened?" "Is it mybody odor?" "What's wrong?" "Hey... relax." "Why are you behavingthis way?" "What's thematter?" "Please talk to me, sit down... relax." "What happened?" "What happened?" "Tell me." "Jules Renard has said..." "Okay... sameto you?" "Everything you wish is out there waiting for you." "You onlyneed to ask for it." "Everything you wish also wants you." "But you have to act to getit." "Er... sameto you again?" "Ceciletold methis in New York." "And I was inspired by it." "I realized I was wrong in not replying to your letters." "Yes I got all thethreeletters you wrote." "I thought whywrite back... why not visit you in London!" "Rima got your address from the film school and I bought my ticket." "At Heathrow I picked up champagne and chocolates for you." "I paid amonth's salaryto the taxi driver and got to your apartment." "It was quitecold for March." "Your neighbors were sitting atthe window havingtea... holding hot mugs with both hands." "I thanked the taxi driver and climbed thestairs." "I rangthedoorbell butgot no answer." "As I touchedthedoor, it opened." "I could hear thesound oflaughter." "Thought you mightbeon the phone." "And I'd surprise you." "And I was surprisedto see you there..." "On top of agirl... thegirl in the nightie from yourfilm." "You wereso lost... that you didn't even realize... that abloodyidiot had travelled athousand miles just to meet you." "Freaking shit, Lalitha!" "Yes, freaking shit, Lalitha." "Lalitha, comeon... what you saw was just amoment..." "You and your bloodymoments!" "Your moments aren't yours alone... they affect other peopletoo!" "Lalitha, pleasedon't overreact." "Whatever you saw... it was nothing..." "it was just physical." "I feel for you." "I love you." "What are you, Nikhil?" "You lie as easily as you declare your love." "I'll cometo New York to see you." "Andthen, oh ho!" "Papa faked aheart attack!" "Then by mistakel slept with a girl?" "And then you huntmedown, and so, you love menow?" "Lalitha, I swearto you." "I promise, I promise I love you." "I really do love you." "Shemeant nothingto me." "I love you alot." "Don't leave me." "I never wanted to get into thelove trap." "Itwas a big deal for me, Nikhil." "I let you kiss me." "I kept counting the days to 15th December." "Forwhat?" "To see you with that girl?" "So, is this payback?" "Is this somekind of arevenge?" "I wanted you to feel the samepain... as I did in London that day." "I've succeeded." "How childish!" "Congratulations!" "I know very well that... you can afford to buythis hotel with your dad's credit card." "But this is forthedry cleaning and taxi fare." "Can you feel the pain here... it's called solarplexus..." "Slowly the pain will move higher." "Your mindwill go numb, you won't be ableto seea thing." "Then you will throw up." "Witch!" "You are just fake!" "You can't betrueto yourself... nor anybody else." "That's why you'vemade such a shitty and fake film." "Try and betrue to yourself, Nikhil." "Someoneoncetold methat I should betrueto myself." "Andthis is thebiggesttruth ofmy life." "Hello?" "Hey... it's Nikhil..." "Nikhil Chopra." "Nikhil?" "Shit..." "God!" "Whereare you?" "Just below your apartment." "Are you crazy?" "Yes." "You already know that." "I am alittle crazy." "God, it's really you!" "Nikhil, you'remad!" "I can't believe you're standing below my apartment." "Actually, I can believeit." "Only you are capableofthis, out oftheblue, no warning, craziness!" "You look pretty on your balcony, just likeJuliet... but this Romeo is frozen stiff down here." "Let mein andwe'll talk?" "No... you can't comein." "My parents arehere." "Hidemein the bathroom." "Shut up." "Okay I'll come down." "Wecan go for a coffee." "Just coffee?" "Nikhil Chopra, ifyou talk likethatl'll..." "Alright, comedown first, then..." "In aminute." "Hi Nikhil." "Hello... it's freezing." "How are you?" "I was right, you do look hoting thick glasses." "Shutup!" " There you go." " Thank you." "Thank you." "So, how is your lovepartner..." "Cecile?" "It's been a while, I'm not in touch with her." "That's too bad." "It would havemadean interesting film title, 'Lolita and Cecile'." "Your nextfilm is a lovestorybetween girls?" "No way, I don't make vulgarfilms." "To face your sexualityis vulgar... but when little girls danceto 'Munni badnaam hui', that's not vulgar?" "You onlytold me, be trueto yourself." "I did just that." "And it ledto a very different story." "I thought with all thathappened in Paris, you'd neverwant to seemeagain." "What to do..." "my selfrespectis zero." "To behonest, I did tryto hate you, but I just couldn't!" "You livein Mumbai?" "Yes I live in Mumbai." "In my childhood home, with my parents." "I'm also moving to Mumbai, but I won't be living with my parents." "Actually, there's a village in the outskirts of Mumbai..." "I'm setting up an NGO there." "Remember, I used to managea youth cell?" "I'm scaling itup." "Ofcourse I remember." "Greater political participation... 28 states..." "Abdul Kalam Azad..." "I remember everything." "I will join yourmovement, what say?" "Greater Political Participation..." "Hail GPP!" "Nikhil, I'm setting up the NGO with Alan." "Alan is myfiance." "We'regetting married." "Is it?" "Is it?" "That's all you have to say?" "Okay, let metry again." "Lalitha, please don't marry Alan!" "I should leave, Nikhil." "How can you leave?" "You haveto show me your city." "Just like London and Paris." "You wantto go around the city at this hour?" "I mean..." "Tomorrow morning is fine too." "I havean evening flight." "Nikhil..." "I am getting married tomorrow." "Wow!" "Forthe first timein life I've reached somewherein time." "Ifl had comea daylater, yourlifewould have been ruined." "Come on..." "don't know ifwe'll ever meet again." "Come on, I'm agood guy." "One hour, that's it." "Fine, let mesetthetimer." "Two strawberry?" "Yes." "Two strawberry cones please." "Listen, what's wrong with these Maha-Tam-Bram's?" "Think about it, you'll marry an American onlyto bring your parent's reputation down." "Alan respects our culture." "Hedoesn't smoke nor does he drink." "He speaks Hindi betterthan me." "Heis a Sanskrit scholar." "Hewatches cricketwith my father." "Hemakes mymotherlaugh." "Heteaches math to mybrother..." "Does Alan walk on water also?" "What?" "Is this Alan orJesus?" "You areso bad." "Yoursenseofhumor is still amazing." "Thanks." "Thanks." "It's really good to see you, Nikhil." "It's really good to see you too, Lalitha." "Not bad... notbad." "You know something..." "I have realizedthat we aren'ttogether becauseofyou." "Of course, blame me for everything." "Japan's tsunami, Iceland's volcano, it's all my fault." "Exactly!" "You liked givingthose dumb math lectures." "90% long distance relationships don't work... you build a relationship with thecomputer..." "blah, blah, blah." "Ifl werechatting with you onlineeveryday... you wouldn'thave been with the girl in thenightie?" "No way." "I'd bewith you." "Notin some vague dream, but in reality." "And ifl were with you, why would I look for someoneelse?" "Actually, what you did was quite normal." "I overacted." "Miss Lalitha Krishnan, are you trying to say Sorry?" "You know, wespentsuch a beautiful dayin Paris but... when I saw you with that girl in the film, it was like a slap on my face." "All thepain came rushing back." "And all I wanted was revenge." "I thought breaking your heart would reducemy pain." "But that didn't happen." "Sorry, Nikhil..." "I can't hear you..." "what did you say?" "Sorry!" "I still can't hear you..." "what did you say?" "Sorry!" "Sorry... she finally said it!" "Did you just hear that?" " Did you hear that?" " Shutup." "She's just learnt a new word my friend..." "it's called sorry!" "I wroteseveral emails to you after Paris." "Butl didn't receiveany." "I never sentthem." "Why not?" "I decided I'd see you only after I gotmylifeunder control." "We did manageto get our lifeunder control, didn't we?" "You don't seem to beas angry with the world anymore." "I realized I was angry at myself, notat the world." "When I madepeacewith myself, I madepeacewith theworld." "It's called old age." "It's called growing up." "Older andwiser." "You know I can't believe thatl'm on the Hudson Riverwith you in New York." "You know I was thinking... we kissed on the Thames... wekissed on theSeine... the Hudson would feel bad ifwe didn't kiss here... wedidn't kiss on the Thames." "And whose faultwas that?" "Shit." "Do you wakeup every morning screaming likethis?" "Only when you are around." "It's my wedding!" "Please!" "Oh wedding." "My father wakes up atsix for coffeeand newspaper." "What's wrong?" "You'renot well?" "So, you're just goingto ignorewhathappened?" "What happened?" "Nothing." "A night beforethewedding the bride-to-be was with aguy, who isn'therfiance." "She kissed him, spent the nightin his arms..." "Butit was all in themoment." "It was all in the moment?" "Since when did you start living in moments?" "It's not the same thing." "Really?" "It's not?" "Tell mehow!" "Cut the French." "Just speak to me." "Everytime wemet, therewas a deadline." "Even before wemet, itwas decidedthat, we'd have to say goodbyein a few hours." "Wehadto fit everything in a day." "Everything in one day." "It was like, ifwe didn't talk now, theheart would explode." "Itwasn't just your heart it was minetoo." "So I know, what was going on." "Alan is a great guy and I know I'll be happy with him." "Lfhe reallyis that great, what were you doing hereall night with me?" "But, you gavemeno choice." "Gave you no choice?" "Did I tie you up and drag you out of your house?" "See, I'm getting marriedtoday at eleven o'clock at St. Mark's church." "I haveto go." "You know what you are?" "You areabloody tease." "Excuseme?" "Yes, I am right." "You've made me run around a lot." "You pretended to beso idealistic in London." "You looked atmewith your big beautiful eyes and said all thosewonderful things that..." "I really fell for you." "Andwhat did you do?" "You handed mea rulebook." "No calling each other, no writing emails." "Suddenly becamemature." "Andwhen I wrotetheletters, you didn't even bother replying." "I was trying to moveahead, getting on with my life... andthat's when you decided to surprise me with a visit?" "With my pants down, you caughtmein a weak moment." "And judged me?" "YOU decidedthat YOU will cometo London." "YOU didn't bothertelling me..." "And still it's YOUR heart that broke?" "And in Paris... you were just awesomein Paris." "You should havebeen an item girl in some Hindi film... you will do agreat job." "Why did you do that?" "Just to strip medown and walk all over meon your heels?" "Stop it Nikhil!" "I'vejust started." "I am..." "I am a loser." "I camehere to New York to see you... thought I'dtakea chance." "I stood outside yourwindow... and you came, you stepped out to meet me." "I thought since you are here... you came... but not for love." "You wanted to makesurethat you still had Nikhil Chopra's soul in your hands." "Ladies and gentlemen, now this is what you call... a real 'bloodyteaser'!" "Yes, older and wiser!" "Arewe?" "Taxi!" "Haveahappymarried life." "Hey." "Hi." "Quiteabrave subject for a debut featurefilm?" "You can saythat." "How do I answer that question." "Someoneoncetold methat I should betrueto myself." "Andthis is thebiggesttruth ofmy life." "But what to do... cannotbear theseparation." "Can show just cause... why this couple cannot..." "Lalitha!" " Belegally joined in marriage..." "You arenot Lalitha!" "What's a Lolita?" "Do you havean objection, to this couplegetting married?" "No... notat all." "Actually I was..." "Good." "Get out." "Yes." "Is Lalitha there?" "And who are you?" "Her friend." "And your name is?" "Nikhil..." "Chopra." "What?" "You aretherascal because ofwhom my daughter is refusing to marry." "This is what you film industry guys do." "You trap naive middle class girls with your sweet words and ruin their lives." "Why don't you go after models and actresses?" "Sir, sorryto interrupt you, but do you mean..." "Lalitha didn't marrythatJesus guy?" "I mean, Alan." "Sheis not getting married..." "all because ofyou!" "You messed with hermind atthelast minute." "Ifl had agun rightnow, I would shoot you." "I can understand your feelings, sir." "Get out ofmy house, get out ofmy house!" "With all due respect, this isn't your house, it's Lalitha's." "Are you leaving or should I call thecops?" "Now, get out, you rascal!" "Violent bloody family!" "You know who I am?" "I'm theshit baby!" "Nikhil!" "Lalitha!" "If you want to livewith me, you will haveto giveup smoking." "What if you die?" "Two minutes and you arealready lecturing melikemy mother!" "Lfit bothers you so much, I'll takea U-turn." "No more U-turns, Miss Krishnan." "Stayright here..." "like this." "Thank you for notmarryingJesus." "How could I marryJesus..." "I mean, how could I marry Alan... when every moment I havebeen thinking of you." "Until yesterday everything was clear and... you came along and messed it all up!" "This is what we call love." "You should tryit sometime." "It's alot of fun." "Not just once, I fell in lovewith you threetimes, Nikhil." "First in London, with that sweet, excited boy." "Then in Paris with thewannabefilmmaker." "And now in New York, with this older andwiser... old man." "Older andwiser... old man?" "Should I show you my youthfulness." "Tell me, how did you figureout that I had called offthewedding?" "I went to St. Mark's church." " Which one?" " Which one?" "How many St. Marks churches are there?" "Threein Manhattan alone." "Well, I went to one." "I gatecrashed some Pamela and Andrew's wedding... and then your father stopped me in my tracks!" "Yourfirstimpression on father wasn't particularly good..." "He asked meto get out ofhis house." "And I told him thehouseisn't yours, itis Lalitha's." "Women's rights, you know." "Oh god, you are mad!" "I wish I didn't have aproblem with thesmell." "I wish I didn't have aproblem with thesmell."