Why don't you invite him over too?
Have you left your brains back in Surat?
Got your answer?
Why aren't you taking the main road?
There are lesser traffic signals in the lanes, so we'll reach faster.
Zohaib knows these roads better than the city council.
He comes here every other week.
Oh! So, the husband leaves his pregnant wife to come to Mumbai every other week?
Nice.
You've picked up all these tasteless jokes from Goa, haven't you?
-Dad… -Let it be, sis!
Cities have changed, names of the streets have changed,
but Dad will never change.
Rehana, are you hungry?
Want to grab a bite before we reach?
Wow!
#LovingCaringHusband.
No need to make a pit stop.
Baai's sheer korma and yakhni pulao are waiting for us.
Baai can't really cook anymore, you know…
That's it. I'm going outside.
Manzu, I know you both are quite busy,
but next month is our tenth anniversary.
We're having a small party in Surat.
Both of you have to come, okay?
Of course.
This dazzling night of union
Has come to shine After a long long time
This dazzling night of union
Has come to shine After a long long time
Aditya is waiting outside, Rehana.
Just decide, and I'll sneak you out.
Baai won't understand.
It'll really break her heart.
Are you serious?
She's seen the partition!
She survived the riots and God knows what else!
Calling off a wedding isn't going to kill her.
You're not getting it, Shar.
It isn't just about the wedding getting called off.
Then what's it about?
I can't do this.
Just leave.
If this is a dream
Are you done? Everyone is waiting outside. Let's go.
If this is a dream
I'd rather not wake up from its stupor
This tryst has come
After a long yearning
This tryst has come
After a long yearning
My feelings have found words
After a long yearning
This dazzling moonlit night
Of our union…
I've longed for this moment
Before time itself
I've longed for this moment
Before time itself
It has finally arrived
After a long yearning
It has finally happened
After a long yearning
This dazzling moonlit night
To you, Mr. Zohaib Siddiqui,
I, the Qazi,
give Rehana Khan, daughter of Shabbir Khan, in marriage.
-Do you accept? -I do.
Rehana Khan, daughter of Shabbir Khan,
your dower amount is set at Rs. 51,000, to be adjusted for inflation.
Do you accept?
I do.
Congratulations.
-Congratulations! -Congratulations!
Dad, at least, try to understand me.
You're going to make us understand?
It's about me, who else will?
You want to take over Lucky Manzil, don't you?
-What? -You want Baai to die…
and claim this house as your own? It's our house!
You will get it only after we die.
What are you even talking about?
You can never trust these kinds of people.
“These kinds of people"?
Dad, it's me, Manzu.
Your Manzu--
My Manzu was never a pervert.
That's enough!
What kind of a son did you give birth to?
He isn't just my son, is he?
It's your upbringing of him…
and that's why he's turned this way.
What did I do to deserve this!
I'm begging you!
Please stop all this!
Mom, it is not some habit that I can get rid of it.
Don't be the cause of Baai's demise, son.
What's wrong? Did someone trouble you, Manzu?
No one will harass my darling boy Manzu!
I'll break your legs if any of you trouble him!
I've tolerated the taunts of the world
For you, my beloved tormentor
I've endured the taunts of the world
For you, my beloved tormentor
I've endured the taunts of the world
LUCKY MANZIL
I've endured the taunts of the world
I've endured
The taunts of the world
For you, my beloved tormentor
I've endured the taunts of the world
Manzu.
Finally, you found time to see your Baai?
It's too late now. My ticket has been booked.
To where?
Enough theatrics, Baai.
You're not leaving Lucky Manzil any time soon.
You left…
so why can't I?
Forget that. Tell me, how are you looking so beautiful today?
Did you put on extra makeup?
I was born beautiful.
Where's your mother?
The house is getting renovated, Baai.
Shaheen should be here by evening.
Moiz's daughter…
What was her name?
Julia Roberts?
Tisha.
Why did you reject her?
Tell her, bro.
Why you actually said no…
Baai, you want me to get married?
I will, okay?
Really?
Yes, really.
But first, you tell us the truth.
What did you tell those rioters that day…
that made them turn around and leave?
He's still stuck on that.
Not just me, all of us are.
Even Rehana's unborn baby is stuck.
Think before you speak, Manzu. Such rubbish you talk!
I know what Baai did. She read a chapter from the Quran.
No… Baai hit them with some heavy Bollywood dialogue.
"If you come any further, I will turn you all into corpses."
The version I remember is the one where Baai said,
"If you want to go in, you'll have to pass over my dead body."
And now, suddenly, Baai has turned into Liam Neeson?
Tell us, Baai.
What did you say?
I paid them off.
What?
People who spread hate for a living…
are usually up for sale.
So, I paid them off…
and they left.
Baai…
what stone are you carved from?
Should I talk to Baai?
It's not your story to tell.
I know.
But it'd be nice if she could meet him.
Before it's too late.
Maybe as a friend, or something. Or…
maybe as a band member?
Band member?
-You know I'm a solo act, right? -I know, I know.
But you know what I mean, right?
The things that you say
Hiding the truth
You should say
Here one minute And then, you're away
Your ebullient smile can't disguise
The quiet ache that I see in your eyes
Who are you kidding, dear?
The things that you say
The nights have left you wounded
The moon still incites your scars
Consumed by the melancholy of the past
Your present suffers in its mourning
Hiding the things you should say
Your ebullient smile can't disguise
The quiet ache that I can see in your eyes
Who are you kidding, my dear?
The things that you say
Here.
I'm willing to bet that you have never had meat stew as delectable as this.
Compliments of the chef.
Rajveer.
Manzar Ali.
The food is pretty tasty here.
-Try the lamb. -Yeah.
Good.
Just "good"?
No offense, but I've had better.
Where?
Made by my Baai.
Baai?
My grandmother.
But don't worry.
This is probably….
a close second!
That's not fair.
I mean, you can't compare my meat stew to that of your grandmother's.
I can only imagine the love with which she'd make it for you.
And this recipe, by the way, is my grandfather's.
Was he a chef too?
Back then, they weren't really called "chefs."
He ran a street stall.
He made his meat stew, and people would queue up to eat it.
Even today, his meat stew in Lucknow is the stuff of legends.
And he used to sing while he cooked.
He would sing his heart out.
He'd say, "Food and music
are two ways through which you can express
the most complicated emotions in the simplest way."
To be fair though… this meat stew is quite good.
Yeah.
Nearly as good as my Baai's.
And what other amazing dishes does your Baai make?
She makes such a delicate korma.
Okay, imagine this.
Meat so succulent that it melts in your mouth
in a delicately spiced yakhni pulao.
And then some soft kimami sevai.
Would you like to try that? I'll cook for you.
Won't it be a bit too much for today?
Tomorrow? Dinner at my place?
Or… could be any other day.
Why not tomorrow? Actually, let's keep it tomorrow.
Tomorrow, then!
The things you say
Hello.
I'm sorry, but I came totally empty-handed.
How so? I see a rose.
Now that you've gotten it, you can give it to me.
I can already smell the aromas from here.
From Manhattan, straight to Goa. Why?
Why not? You came to Goa too.
But I had my reasons.
Standup comedy has largely replaced live music in Mumbai.
Every other place has room only for Bollywood.
If I had crooned one more cover of a Leonard Cohen song,
I'd have probably joined him in his afterlife.
So Goa is my place.
Precisely.
Did you get your answer?
But still…
Head chef at one of the best restaurants in New York.
That's a lot of money.
This is a lot of love.
Come closer.
Isn't it magical?
-It is. -It's love.
This is quite delicious.
Sorry.
Sorry for?
I've longed for this moment
Since time immemorial
I've longed for this moment
Since before time itself
It has…
Finally arrived
After a long yearning
It has finally arrived
After a long yearning
My feelings have found words
After a long yearning
This dazzling, moonlit night
Manzu! What the fuck, man!
I've been calling you so many times since last night!
How did you find me?
Nida told me you'd be here, but that's not the point!
You fucking ghosted me!
We've only met once. What's the big deal?
Big deal? You're being an asshole, and it's no big deal?
Am I the only one who felt it is something special?
This doesn't quite happen every day, Manzu.
Whatever happened, just happened.
Manzu!
What?
Look, this can't work. Just forget what happened.
I'm sorry. I don't…
I don't want to talk right now.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
Manzu, I promise I won't hurt you.
It's okay.
Were your parents supportive when you came out?
Technically, they were.
I mean, they were both academics.
They couldn't act liberal on campus while being homophobic at home.
I wish all this weren't so difficult.
My childhood friend…
he stopped riding pillion with me after I came out as gay.
He told me that he didn't want the girls to think he was gay too.
This…
this is Sharib.
Oh, Sharib. The one who…
outed you to your family?
Yep. That's him.
And then your family…
Screwed me over.
"This is haram!"
They all still believe being gay is a one-way ticket to hell.
Baai doesn't know.
Only Mom and Dad know.
But they're still in denial.
The environment at home just got so suffocating…
That's why you chose music, and music chose you.
You know, music doesn't care about who you are.
Whether you're straight, gay, or whatever.
Music equalizes everything.
It made me meet some very cool people.
It opened up a new world for me.
A world where I could do whatever I wanted to do.
Which I'd have never been able to… at home.
I actually found a new voice.
A sexy voice…
There's no you, there's no me
Here it's just us, only us
Who I hear, who I see
Just us, only us
My heart is brewing up a storm
Over a gently-lit flame
We're melting into one another
You and me, you and me
Why don't you do one thing?
Pick up a knife and stab your Baai, and maybe kill us too.
Don't you think accepting me would be slightly easier than that?
-A son like you-- -You got lucky!
Stop it, you two!
That's enough!
It's alright.
Parents take time to understand.
You know what, actually?
I shouldn't have come here.
Manzu, my darling son,
I've never stopped you from doing anything.
You said that you were…
I accepted it, right?
-Of course! You have to accept it! -But it's enough now.
Look, let's find him a nice girl, get him married, he'll straighten up.
Well, guess what? I don't want to be "straightened up."
When I was small, you tried your silly incantations to "convert me." Did it work?
Rajveer and I have decided.
-Perfect. Then just do what you want. -He will.
Someone in this family should, right?
You can't force people to make decisions about their lives, Dad.
He will be however he wants to be,
with whomever he wants to be with, and that's final.
What this is, is blissful as it is
#LOVEFORTHEWIN
It is not too much
Not too little
On the shores of love, we'll sway
Like waves in the sea
Just us
Even if you compose the world's worst album,
which I am sure you will never…
you will be my no. 1 song.
Even if the meat stew is low on salt,
or the pudding a little too sweet,
our love will never lose its flavor.
I didn't quite get that, but… I felt that.
Rajveer Singh sends his greetings to Manzar Ali, with love.
Wow! That same old wonderful taste!
That I can never get enough of.
And which soothes the heart.
Manzu!
Whom were you talking to?
Are you happy?
Then get married.
Look at that!
-Almost done. -Great.
You must be missing America…
Not really, Mom. You know what they say, right?
"What's in the past is in the past."
Gay marriages are legal there, right?
They will be here too. It's a matter of time.
Why don't you both move there?
Why? Don't you like having us here?
It's not like that.
It's not like that at all.
I was just…
You can live your life much more freely over there. Here--
And here, well, here, the famous meat stew is stewing!
With Rajveer's secret spices.
Mom, can I tell you a secret?
There's no such thing as "secret spices."
The most important ingredient is only one.
What?
Come closer.
Love.
We made it so difficult for Manzu.
From your perspective,
I guess you were just trying to protect him…
from something you didn't understand.
No.
We made a serious mistake.
Instead of accepting him, we tried to change him.
Isn't opposing love…
the same as spreading hate?
Alright, let's eat some meat stew.
Let's go.
Right?
How long will you hide it?
Tell me.
Who is it?
There's no one, Baai.
-No one in Goa? -Really, no one.
I just have a roommate.
And you know, he's a chef. A popular one.
He makes excellent food.
Better than me?
No chance! Everyone fails when compared to you, Baai.
What's his name?
Rajveer.
Does he love you?
Do you love him?
To make good food, what's the most special ingredient?
Spices?
Just love.
Only love.
I love you, Baai.
There's only one truth
And nothing beyond that truth
It doesn't matter
Whom I love, or whom you desire
The burden of the world's prejudices
Has made you lose
The sight of your beautiful present
Instead of resisting it
Give love a chance
Who are you kidding?