I couldn't understand what happened to Sanjh that night.
I was a moron.
How could I understand? My world was so different than hers.
I learnt the hard way
that when two people have different worlds,
perceptions differ.
And when the perceptions differ,
it's better to listen than ramble.
So listen.
Someone listen to me.
Sanjh.
Sanjh, did I say anything wrong?
No, Akshat. I don't feel well.
Sanjh, I was planning to have some drinks
and dance on Bollywood songs. Why are you leaving?
You plan everything other than what you should actually plan.
Sanjh, tell me what happened?
Sanjh, I'm talking to you. Tell me what happened?
-Madam, OTP. -Wait.
-Sanjh... -Akshat, let's talk tomorrow.
-Why can't you talk now? -Madam, OTP.
Wait, man.
I'm in chaos and you are worried about the OTP?
Brother, the OTP is 346456.
-Sanjh, don't go now. -Let's go, brother.
-Sanjh. -Good night, Akshat.
-Sanjh, please, Sanjh. -Please understand.
Sanjh, I'm saying something.
Sanjh.
I think I will require an entire night
knowing Sanjh.
-Wow. -Sanjh. Night.
But what happened?
I don't know what happened.
Welcome to the club.
Did you talk to her about marriage?
-Are you a moron? -He is dreaming of Junior Akshat.
Are you a fool?
That's not the case.
We were having drinks, discussing the cases
and suddenly she left.
Instead of going to second base, you spoke about the case?
This won't work. You will remain a virgin.
Shut up.
Everything is not about sex.
Man...
Your brother got used
by a girl.
Which girl?
Use? What do you mean?
I fell in love.
But the girl only wants sex.
So you refused?
-So tell me who is the girl? -Who is it?
Tell us her name.
You won't believe me.
-Why wouldn't we? -We will believe you.
-I will believe you. -Yes.
Dr Chetna.
-What? Open your mouth. -Dr Chetna?
-Che... What? -Dr Chetna.
What? Dr Chetna?
You and Dr Chetna?
-Dr Chetna. -Laugh, laugh.
One day, I'm telling you,
-Chetna will be my official gf. -Hmm.
You will ask for my autograph and I won't give you.
We don't want it.
One guy is thinking of marriage,
other one is enjoying his honeymoon, and I
can't move ahead from my first date.
You both noobs
-need a pro's advice. -Where is the pro?
-I can't see. -Morons, listen.
Laugh, laugh, but listen.
I have understood one thing after so many years of experience,
in a relationship, men
are more needy than women.
Even if they show in the movies
-that a girl needs a boy. But balls. -Balls.
Honestly, a boy needs a girl, and when the girl finds out about this,
-she thinks the boy is vulnerable. -Vulnerable.
-She thinks he is sensitive. That's why... -For sure.
Be needy.
-Be? -Needy.
-Be needy. -Be needy.
That day, I understood one thing.
When three friends are in an inebriated state,
knowledge flows more than alcohol.
But do yourselves a favour.
Don't get hung over by the knowledge the next day.
You said, today I'll get discharged.
Sir, I'm trying.
But until you recover fully, we can't.
Discharge me today.
It's Diwali. I have work at shop.
Think about work later, first get better.
-Be needy. -Needy?
-I'll be needy. -You will have to.
I'll be needy.
Hi, Sanjh.
Give it to me, I'll hold it.
Good, you are here.
-I wanted to talk to you. -With me?
So, no need for needy?
Umm nothing. You tell me.
I shouldn't have left.
No. I mean, I should have.
But not without an explanation.
Okay. Let's talk over a tea.
Okay.
-Are you hung over? -Hmm.
But we didn't drink much.
One minute. You went home and drank more or what?
Akshat...
You talked about anxiety that day and I got triggered.
I'm on regular anxiety meds.
Oh.
So those were the pills you took.
I mean, I had seen you take them a couple of times.
Hmm. I don't share this with anyone.
Umm, but I feel you deserve to know.
No, big deal. Can't doctors take medicines now?
Thanks for understanding.
Man,
anxiety is so weird, right?
The more you think about it, it escalates.
Good, that's not the case with fever. Now if it's 100 degrees
you think about it and it becomes 102, then 104.
My mother, despite being a nurse,
found out about anxiety a couple of years ago.
Doctors don't take this thing seriously in her hospital.
So nurses won't even bother.
She says, her head massage cures anxiety.
-If only head massages can cure anxiety. -Yes, why not?
When Munna Bhai's hug can cure everything,
why can't Vibha's head massage cure?
There's a saying in our hometown.
The ones whose pocket is full, is always sick.
Who has less requirements, they don't get emotional.
Umm, are you trying to say
only rich people have anxiety?
Akshat, anxiety is not a joke.
It's a problem. You feel very
uncomfortable, uneasy, you get very worried.
A lot of times, you get self-harm thoughts.
I know someone who died because of it.
Sanjh, I don't understand why do you get so hyper?
Can't I even make my point?
It's like I'm saying my stomach is hurting,
have soda, release gas and leave.
And you are saying, stomach ache can lead to cancer.
That's not the case.
I am trying to tell you we don't have an option but to be mentally strong...
Anxiety is not an option, Akshat.
Just because you never felt it, which is really very good,
or your family doesn't take this seriously,
or there's a financial problem in your family, doesn't mean it's not a problem.
We don't have a financial problem.
We respect money.
The truth is, Sanjh, you have not done anything in life.
If you had struggled a bit,
you would've known there are bigger problems in life than anxiety.
I know, Akshat.
That's why I don't tell people about my problem, my anxiety.
I take pills secretly.
But it doesn't mean, Akshat, that my problem isn't big for me.
Did I ever make you feel bad about your expenses?
You are talking as if I am begging under a bridge?
I do overtime, I work hard, I save every penny.
Sell fake prescriptions.
You really are a moron.
You are my sweetheart..
I handmade it with limited resources for you.
-I can see that. -Forget about the shape. Taste it.
Hmm. Yummy.
But why is this for?
To celebrate our first real fight.
We have only had petty fights.
Look, Pulkit,
I am angry with you because you planned everything without asking me.
And your family is excited about the marriage.
What if they ask for a grandchild next year?
You don't worry.
I will not plan anything without asking you ever.
-Promise. -Better.
By the way,
our page has gone silent for a while. Let's post an ask-us-anything post.
-Huh? -Hmm. Do it.
What will you put up?
General ward. Come on, quick.
This is the list of the patients.
Their medications, reports,
I want all to be monitored without any slip ups.
Okay. And goes without saying, this is a cancer ward so
you guys need to be extra sensitive.
Yes, sir.
Umm, sir, this...
That's Shivansh.
And unfortunately, it's even worse than it looks.
I've informed his parents.
But they might request you to let him celebrate Diwali.
Don't allow him.
It's very dangerous for the boy.
Okay. Take care.
Leukaemia.
-Hi, Shivansh. I'm Dr Sanjh. -Hi.
Hi, Shivansh. I'm Brother Akshat.
Hi, Brother.
You don't worry at all.
You will be fine if you take the medicines.
Brother, I want to burst crackers.
But that's very dangerous, Shivansh.
We need to recover first.
Hmm?
May I ask you something?
Yes.
That day, dad was telling mom to be prepared.
He thought I was sleeping but I was awake.
Now what does be prepared mean?
Your father meant...
Shivansh is going to get discharged and go home soon.
So, he was asking to prepare for your welcome.
I don't want any welcome.
I just want to burst crackers.
This might be my last Diwali.
Shivansh..
You rest now, okay?
-And we'll.. -We'll burst crackers.
-We'll burst them together. -Promise?
Promise.
You take your medicines and rest.
We'll burst crackers together.
I made a promise to that kid which was difficult to keep,
but also, it was wrong as a doctor.
And Sanjh, who was anyway mad with me,
I could see the reproach in her eyes for me.
I don't know how things would get better from here.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Maybe I'm not an insensitive, irresponsible and useless doctor.
She thinks I can't understand her anxiety.
I am just asking her to be practical in life.
What you guys have done, I will report it to Dr Ananda
but I should suspend all of you forever.
I don't want to waste my time in these fights and drama.
-Understood? -Oh, fuck you.
And fuck your victim card.