Lutfi...
Let's take the scooter onto the Sea-link one day.
It'll reduce our commute time by half.
And it'll send us straight to jail!
Will your Dad come from Kashmir to bail us out?!
He didn't come to our wedding. You think he'll come to jail?
Such rubbish you talk!
But it's not right.
Why aren't two-wheelers allowed on the Sea-link?
What's the point in ranting over something that's not allowed?
But why are you puffing up in anger?
If you puff up any more you will fly away. We won't need the Sea-link!
Ice cream.
What about it?
Ice cream is allowed, right?
I'm bored.
What are you doing?
Sit down.
-Are you having fun now? -Yes, yes.
Here, have some.
Don't you get sick of the same flavor every time?
Anyway--
Then why'd you get two spoons?
You simply wasted one!
Dickhead.
You were saying something.
Anyway... what?
Nothing. Let's go.
-I know what you were about to say. -What?
"Lali, this cold ice cream is nothing compared to the hot coffee you make me."
If you are going to compliment me, at least finish the job!
Don't drop the ball halfway, okay, Lutfi?
-Lutfi, now let's see you do it. -What?
Dance?
-I don't want t-- -Do it, Lutfi!
-No way! -Come on, dance!
What happened to the dancer in you? Petered out after marriage? Huh?
Come on, Lutfi!
Do you want to get on the scooter or should I leave?
Wow. Just wow.
You're threatening to leave me stranded on the street?
Going on a little power trip with the scooter, are we?
I thought you said you weren't having fun?
Oh, God! Lutfi!
What are you doing?
Embarrassed me! Come on.
-Let's go. -Did you have fun?
Come on! Let's go home.
Lutfi...
Lutfi.
Lutfi!
Lutfiya!
Lutfi!
Where on earth has he disappeared with the scooter?
What in the world… Dickhead!
Damn you! Smart-ass fucker!
I'll plaster this love letter all over your face!
Messing with me first thing in the morning!
The number you're trying to reach...
You will answer my call and you will answer me.
Loser.
Using the scooter to threaten me?
I'm going to make you dance, Lutfi, you just watch.
You thought I'd sit quietly at home and weep, huh?
Getting me in trouble at work gives you kicks?
Fuck. Guess I have to deal with this first.
I will deflate you like a tire.
Then you will inflate the tire...
and I'll sit pillion while you do all the work!
Smart-ass fucker!
Goofing off at the time of work.
You think because I'm mad at you, I won't make lunch for you?
And then you'll get to eat junk food?
No chance. You will only eat my curry.
Why must lightning strike me now!
When you left language Stopped making sense
Alphabets and vowels Shaking like leaves
I'll show you what fun looks like, Lutfi…
O magical crow! Bring me some news of my beloved!
…when I punch you in the stomach.
And force a burp out of you.
This cursed lightning!
Poor Lali.
Always balancing on a rod till her ass becomes red!
Just you wait, Lutfi, Lali will--
Hey, losers!
Sorry!
Dickhead.
Damn it...
Goddamn Mumbai roads!
The jerk didn't even leave any loose change...
to ensure Lali can't even buy a bus ticket.
Loser!
-O holy Sufi shrine! -Yes, yes, I'm going!
Your stick is not some magic wand that will change my cycle into a scooter...
Heed my request!
Please return the one I have lost
It is hardly a feat for a saint like you
Please invite him to dinner on my behalf
Tell him a feast will be waiting.
Damn it!
I hope all my effort does not go to waste!
If I see him in my dreams I will hug him tight!
Where is my beloved? Can someone share his location?
Lalzari is going crazy And he is blissfully unaware!
When you left Language stopped making sense
Alphabets and vowels Shaking like leaves...
Pick up, Lutfi.
Answer the phone or I'll make your ears ring.
Bloody loser!
Dickhead, I won't let you get away with this.
Hey! Where do you think you're going?
Who are you?
Where's Lutfi?
Who's Lutfi?
And who are you?
I make Kashmiri lamb curry for Apt. 3805.
Want some?
Yes, why not? It tastes yummy with bread.
The number you are trying to reach...
It's my first day.
The company gave me a promotion.
Before this, I was posted at the ATM near Sitladevi, Mahim.
Promotion.
So, would you like to get some coconut water in the evening?
Hey Mr. ATM!
Let Lutfi arrive on duty, then I'll show you.
-How dare you talk about my mother! -Aakash, you both are our friends!
No, no. Now you have to choose one of us.
The whole night she's been like a broken record.
You haven't let me sleep a wink.
And you know how important my sleep is--
-You're being very unfair over here. -Just sign the bloody divorce papers!
And live off my damn money!
Lali, the gluten-free bread is over!
God knows where it's vanished!
I'm mind-fucked right now.
These two showed up at the crack of dawn before I even got potty pressure!
On top of that, there's no gluten-free bread and you're late.
God knows where Lutfi disappeared in the morning.
Yeah, alright.
Aakash! Quiet!
The kids will wake up!
You please quickly make some nice breakfast, okay?
Ray, please come out! Ray, Ray, Ray!
I'm telling you that my lawyer will talk to you!
Now what I'm saying-- It's so difficult--
She's just getting onto my nerves. I cannot even--
-Aakash-- -I'm having sleeping problems!
Fucker!
Where the hell has he disappeared with the scooter early morning!
-I don't wanna talk to you. -I can't handle her!
I cannot talk to her!
I don't want to talk to you--
Do you have any sense? Just non-stop bickering all day!
She's scrambled my brain. You need to talk to her.
One minute, wait.
You want the Goa plot, right?
Fine, I'll give it to you.
But I won't hand over my plot on the moon.
-OUR plot, Aakash, ours! -What do you mean by "ours"?
Ray, you tell him!
-You are my lawyer, you tell him! -She's my lawyer too! Hello?
Why do you both always end up on the moon at the drop of a hat?!
You guys have a plot on the moon?
Like, the moon?
Tell me something. She has a face like the moon.
Why does she need a plot on it?
Duffer! How will you even get to the moon?!
-By rocket! So? -And it was my idea to go to the moon!
-Your idea-- -Don't you understand any emotion?
-Did you make the rocket? -How insensitive are you?!
-What are you talking about?! -I was the one who--
Lali!
-What's wrong? -Are you hurt?
-What happened, Lali? -Did you get hurt?
I thought he was messing with me.
Now he's asking me to change my profile photo on WhatsApp!
To put just a single photo of me.
He's left me! Single photo!
Lali, please...
I woke up in the morning to make food for him!
Wow! What have you made?
-What am I going to do? -It will be okay...
We used all our money to set up the new house.
He told me buying the scooter would save us the bus fare.
-Every rupee was accounted for... -It will be alright.
I planned everything!
And that ungrateful loser tells me he's bored!
-He'll be back. -What's the guarantee?
Really, Aakash?
With God as your witness, tell me what wrong have I done?
No. He will return.
He knows that if he doesn't...
I will scour the ends of the earth till I find him!
I'll beat him with my slippers and put the video on the internet!
Ten years of marriage...
I will not let ten years of marriage go down the drain.
-Okay, stop crying. -I want my marriage!
I want my Lutfi!
-My Lutfi! -He'll be back.
My Lutfi!
My Lutfi...
He'll be back...
The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.
Lutfi...
Lutfi!
Goddamn it.
Where are we going?
On the cycle?
When you left Language stopped making sense
Alphabets and vowels Shaking like leaves
O magical crow!
Bring me some news of my beloved!
Where is my beloved? Can someone share his location?
I will give myself Body and soul, to him...
Lalzari is going crazy And he is blissfully unaware
When you left Language stopped making sense
Alphabets and vowels Shaking like leaves
I guess I'll do all the work!
Hoist your legs up!
It'll cost Rs. 20,000.
How much?
Rs. 20,000.
I thought I would fix the roof in case Lutfi came back.
What if he doesn't?
What's the point in spending so much money on just myself? Huh?
How much would it cost to cover it with a tarpaulin?
Tarpaulin?
Not like tarpaulin is cheap in this city.
Ruined my whole day.
Tie it up, tie it up, I'll do this end.
Making me do stopgap jobs.
Stop calling me.
I don't want to talk to you.
Hello! Lutfi!
-Hello? -Hello...
What is it?
Look, Lutfi...
Listen... when we'd take a canoe out of the houseboat,
we'd always come back home to the houseboat, right?
And why did we leave our beloved Dal Lake and run away to the ocean, Lutfi?
Did you forget?
Dad had said, "He's not from our community."
You remember?
He also said that you were from a lower caste.
But, Lutfi, what does Dad know?
Here even women couples, like Avantika and Ray, can have kids together.
This is Mumbai, my love.
And we live within a stone's throw of Shahrukh Khan's house.
Your favorite hero!
You watch.
One day we'll go to Shahrukh's house via the Sea-link.
Oh, Lutfi! The roof collapsed!
It was difficult enough for us to build a house in such a prime location.
And that dickhead!
He says it'll cost Rs. 20,000 to repair the roof.
But don't worry, Lutfi.
I'll get the roof repaired. You just come back.
Our little tenement may not be a grand houseboat...
but together we can make it a honeymoon suite.
Right?
Lalzari, I'm not coming back.
I tried to tell you in many ways.
What did you try? Huh?
Tell me exactly how you tried, Lutfi.
You just told me you were bored!
And if you had a problem with that one flavor of ice cream,
cashew, pistachio, figs... I would've settled for anything, Lutfi!
Have I not made massive adjustments to date?
All this because of an ice cream, Lutfi?
Stop calling me.
I don't want to talk to you.
-How's your ice cream? -It's fine.
Isn't that the same garden...
My love!
My life. My only love!
Lali, your salary's on the table.
And I've kept some shoes and headphones aside for you.
How am I to live on just this much?
Look at how strong your nanny is today!
You want to be strong?
Then you have to eat!
-No! -Lali, have a look at this.
Thank you, Didi.
-You've not finished your apple yet? -Didi!
Can you talk to the security guard agency?
To find out where Lutfi's new job is.
They'll tell you for sure.
Bye, darling, I'll see you later, okay?
-Bye! -Bye!
Come on, eat.
Hurry up.
I have to get back to work.
Look, Lali.
I don't want to make a scene in public.
Don't worry.
I know you're super famous.
I'm just here to eat one last ice cream with you.
Last?
What do you mean?
We ate ice cream together for all these years, right?
One cup, two spoons?
I couldn't bring myself to eat ice cream without you.
So, I thought we should have one last ice cream together.
Want some?
When did I say that I'm never coming back?
So, you're coming back?
I... don't know.
So, you want to come and go as you please?
You didn't play a part in the roof caving in, did you?
Why would I break the roof?
That's exactly what I told Nazrul!
Nazrul, who?
Do you have the spare key to the house?
Yes.
Give it back.
It's my house too.
Look, Lutfi, don't be a smart-ass.
I'm running on a tight budget these days.
And I don't want to waste money on changing locks.
I won't give you the key.
I'm your husband.
And not the traditional kind either.
I left the house for you, so you wouldn't have to struggle.
Now you're kicking me out of the house?
Have you gone mad?
Who's making a scene in public now?
You've met someone else, haven't you?
Swear to God, be honest.
Who's this Nazrul?
Times are changing, Lutfi.
This Nazrul business can't go on.
Why not?
-Divorce, divorce, divorce. -Just saying that won't make you a man.
Tell me something.
Have you ever climbed over a flyover on a cycle?
I mean…
Imagine, from the Dal Lake to the temple on the hill.
No left, no right, straight to the top.
What flyover?
You know, when you used to rev the scooter...
I would hold on tightly to you.
Many times, I'd fall asleep.
Meaning, Lutfi...
if you hadn't left me,
I would still be sleeping.
Don't change the topic!
I'll come back when I feel like it.
My Lutfi…
you're too late.
I've already crossed the flyover.
What, where, which flyover are you on about?
Hey, Lali.
Is Lutfi back?
No, Didi.
But I crossed the flyover.
Which flyover?
You know the road you come to after Mahim?
Yes, I know the one...
You take a left after the gas station?
Yes?
Don't take that left!
It's on the other side, to your right!
Okay...
Oh, God. Off you go now and make a smoothie for Kriti.
I don't want anything healthy!
All these years, fucking, every day...
twenty-thirty sit-ups, push-ups, whatever the fuck-ups...
Why the hell should I "maintain" myself?
For whom?
I even gave up ghee with my roti.
I don't want to maintain myself. Lali!
Parathas for me! And don't skimp on the ghee.
Enough maintenance.
The one I did everything for doesn't care about me!
He doesn't value me at all!
Why must I be the only one who tries?
I want to maintain.
What is this new drama?
It's not drama.
It's the key to my dreams.
I'm a craftsman, not a magician.
At least get the work started.
I will arrange for the remaining materials.
So, cooking lamb curry for 3805 is over?
Uncle, even the sun and the moon take turns to shine.
You watch.
I'll shine both in the day and the night.
What a wow!
This is wow!
It's a Raatrani (night-blooming flower) special.
What's that?
Kahwa (Kashmiri tea).
This is wow!
Brother, how about some eggs too?
One more, please.
What a wow!
These artists are giving out free paint!
RAATRANI
What are you doing? Hurry up!
Lali!
One kahwa!
Kriti Didi!
-Hurry up! -Yes, I am...
You're so slow!
Raatrani?
Did you know,
there's this legend,
that the scent of the Raatrani flower lures snakes out of hiding.
So, to suppress her scent,
people plant another tree next to the Raatrani or Queen of the Night.
Called King of the Day.
But in my opinion, even the mightiest King of the Day is not enough...
to suppress the scent of the Queen of the Night!
One minute.
-Yes, yes. -Put some more almonds in their kahwa...
Yes, yes, I'm doing that.
Give it to them.
Yes.
Hold this, Uncle! Hold it!
Hold this, what are you doing?!
Uncle!
-Hold this! And hang the bag... -Hey!
-I have to run! -What are you doing?!
We've told you that can't do business on the street, right?
Don't you get it?!
Hey there, copper!
Bobby! Bobby!
Dickhead!
Lali?
Lali...
Lali!
Lali! My money...
Give me my money. Let's settle the bill.
Lali.
My money.
You owe me quite a bit. My money, now!
First, finish the work at least.
I'm simply a craftsman.
That artist with the bob cut is the real magician.
This is her doing.
My Taj Mahal.
It's missing a heartthrob. Shammi Kapoor!
Like Kashmir from the old Bollywood movies.
Snowy mountains, lush meadows, and all that...
Lutfi!
How do you like it?
I love it! It's the opposite of boring!
Are you high or something?
No, Uncle Nazrul. I've crossed the flyover.
From Dal Lake straight to the temple on the hill.
No lefts, no rights, straight to the top.
Which flyover?
Hello!
The job is finished.
One last job remains.
No, please.
That was not agreed upon.
Please don't make me work anymore.
Yes? Go on.
Okay, on my way.
Not allowed!
Two-wheeler, not allowed!
Lalzari!
Going to college, not allowed!
Going out at night?
Not allowed!
Falling in love, not allowed.
Falling in love with a lower-caste person, absolutely not allowed!
And when he leaves you,
being happy is definitely not allowed!
What else is not allowed?
From the inky black night I have seized the light
Where the road ended There my journey began
There is no curfew on my heart No restrictions on my dreams
Breaking all the restraints of the night I bloomed like a flower
I am the jasmine
I am the jasmine that blooms at night I am the jasmine