Hey! - Hit him. Hit him.
He left us and went away.
Damn, you can't do one thing properly. - Listen to what I am saying.
I am asking you to hit and not tickle him
Where were you? Couldn't you have informed us?
If you leave next time without telling, I'll elbow you in the back.
Tell me something
are you some kind of illness?
Why on earth have you both trailed me all the way here?
Pal
we're the official notice of your life.
You won't get rid of us that easily.
Had you informed us, would we have charged you toll tax?
Actually
I had a weekend off, so I came.
What's the big deal?
I had a weekend off. Shut up!
Can't your ears hear properly?
Jogi's asking why you didn't inform us before coming here.
Actually... - Yes.
That... - What?
Hello, Aunt. - Hello, Aunt!
Hello.
She'll offer us tea.
Pick this up. - Pull it.
Piping hot tea.
Jogi, how's everything going in Delhi?
What do I even say, Aunt,
without your 'besan laddus'?
Wait, I'll pack some in a box.
Take it with you.
And you?
A little for me too.
Yes, yes, I'll pack yours as well.
'The one who worked with integrity'
'vote for them wholeheartedly.'
'Say goodbye to the thieves,'
'and salute ballot number three.'
This kid's got potential.
Mate, that's what you call spreading awareness.
The video goes viral, and so does our party.
Do you know what people are saying?
This new campaign style of Antara's
is quite impressive.
My campaign?
Dev, you know I didn't commission that video.
Yes, you didn't
but it still reflects your work, doesn't it?
Just say it's the result of our efforts.
It'll boost both votes and reach.
And what about the truth?
Baby, this is the truth, isn't it?
Our work will reach people
won't it?
Just in a slightly different manner this time.
Don't forget, image matters a lot in politics.
So, baby, take the credit.
No.
I don't want an image built on lies.
I won't take credit for a video made by someone else
even if it shows my work
or my name.
But your name's being credited anyway.
Antara, what's with you?
What?
That Manas takes credit for your work sometimes
and now this guy, whoever he is
uses your name, and it doesn't bother you?
Of course it doesn't bother me, Dev
because there's a difference
between Manas and me.
He can do anything for fame, and
I won't abandon my values for a name.
You know that. - Okay.
All right, fine.
Okay, just say this much
that... - Guys.
You two should really come out and see this.
Even the sun feels like a stranger in Delhi.
Look here
our lake
our peace, our biscuit.
You're right, mate.
You know what?
They puff up bread here
and sell it for 200 rupees.
What do they call it?
Prashant.
Not Prashant, you fool, croissant!
Crowsaant.
Crossunt.
Crow... - Oh, you silly lot!
It's pronounced
croissant.
Hmm.
Got it now? Croissant.
Just call it pregnant bread, what's the difference?
The people there are strange too, mate.
They sit anywhere and call it ‘aesthetic'.
And look at us
we're getting full Taj Mahal vibes, fantastic!
There, everyone's buried in their phones or their girlfriends.
Son
you do the same thing.
Yes, I'm from that college too.
And those seniors?
What say, Raju?
What sort of people are they, honestly.
They've no heart, just full of attitude.
The moment you open your mouth they start judging.
Your clothes, your accent
your shoes
and even if you go to help.
Our Safidon is great, guys.
Here even someone in slippers looks like a wedding guest.
Bro, that reminds me, let's see
whose procession is on. Whose wedding is it?
We'll go, eat, and come back. That's it.
What?
Come on. - Seriously?
Come on, let's go.
Shall we?
Even Kusum's getting married.
Let's go, mate.
Hey, Raju, remember Kusum?
Come on, Uncle.
Let's go.
You go. I'm fine here.
Son, Karan
one reason I took VRS was this.
Sitting under rented awnings drinking tea
wasn't enjoyable, to be honest.
So I set up our own roof.
Son
I've got the project started
but you'll finish it.
The upper floor
you'll get completed.
But listen
after you finish your studies.
Understood?
Is that even something to say, Dad?
If I don't do it, who will?
What, Raju?
Who else will do it?
Will you do it?
Hey! Hey! - Will you take it on?
Run! Run! - Run, son!
Run, or I'll hit you.
Hey. - Will you do it?
Why?
Raju
come on, we're running late. The bus will leave.
I can guess why you came to Safidon all of a sudden.
Look, I admit
what Antara said
was a bit too much.
But it was your fault.
I was only...
Hear me out first.
You're neither a member of their party
nor their spokesperson.
They didn't even ask for your help
and you uploaded that video without seeking their permission.
Get this straight into your head
political parties aren't formed overnight.
It takes years of effort behind them.
One mistake from you
and their integrity could've been ruined.
If you've understood, will you say something?
You know how sharp my hearing is.
Eat these chickpeas.
The boy who never stopped talking is mute today.
Wonder what she'll pull off now?
She's going home, foolish girl.
She's driven me insane.
What happened to you now?
Mate, Nadia's left college.
She's going back home.
She said
“I had fun with you.”
“We'll meet in Russia, if you can make it.”
Sorry.
Feels like my engagement's been called off.
Be glad you're spared from marriage, mate.
You've already enjoyed the perks of being engaged.
Let the girl go home peacefully.
Give me some chickpeas, mate.
Eat them and be as strong as a horse.
Here.
Eat them. - Come on, eat. Eat up.
Since morning, the list of new volunteers keeps growing.
Most of them are juniors
and they've designed all these placards themselves.
For the People's Front.
Without us even asking.
It's a matter concerning our safety.
We don't want to crib, we need to act.
Sir, there's also a major mess issue.
We want to join your party and bring about change.
Ma'am, we also want to be part of the fest
but the seniors won't allow us.
We want to join you, ma'am. - We want to join you.
For now, this is just the beginning, there are 50 more outside.
This is what they call the wave of student politics.
No paid campaigns. No Snapgram reels.
One video by that boy changed everything.
Take the credit.
So, you want to join the party?
Who the hell are you?
Did anyone from the party ask you for a favour?
Then who gave you the authority to upload that video?
I just wanted to help.
Ah, Antara ma'am.
Yes.
Okay.
So, next is pronouns.
Everybody, write this down.
Pronouns are special words
that replace
nouns.
Rahul.
Why are you writing the same thing in two different notebooks?
Antara ma'am, Khushbu is unwell today
so I was making notes for her.
Really?
Did she ask you to make them?
No, not exactly, but she will need them, won't she?
So, sweet.
I just wanted to help.
And my brother taught me that
when someone is drowning in a pond
you don't need permission to extend a helping hand.
"Heartbeat echoes, flying high"
"A whirlwind crush, a sudden spark"
"This is love's first mark"
" New ways of living, whims of the heart"
"Now, spoilt are my habits!"
"Heart pounding, steps faltering, the head in a whirl"
"This is first love's longing."
Hey, driver, drive properly.
Like you're settling a score from a past life.
No one is allowing me to see the girl's face.
Which girl, bro?
Which girl?
Oh, just tell me.
Hey, just sleep, man.
Let me sleep too, bro.
Use your hands faster, will you?
And clean your elbow as well.
Hmm.
Rajveer, I need a word with you.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have spoken in anger that day.
And whatever I said about your brother
please, if possible, apologise to him on my behalf too.
And
I humiliated you in front of everyone.
An apology should be in front of everyone as well.
I am truly very sorry.
By the way
I'm sorry too.
I posted that video without asking you first.
I should have asked.
It's all right.
Next time, take permission.
Next time?
Will you join our party?
I will.
But I have one condition.
What?
You'll need to teach me and my friends
English, just as you teach the children.
Quickly, in your usual style.
Done deal.
By the way
I'll give a short English lesson right now.
Not “soorry,” it's “sorry.”
Ah, got it.
Welcome to the People's Front.
What did she say?
Hey, go box, man.
She spoke well, whatever she said.