Listen,
I am helping you sell your raffle tickets.
But what do I get in return?
My respect.
Yes?
-Namaste. -Namaste aunty.
This is my brother.
His school gave him raffle tickets to sell.
So if you buy tickets worth two rupees
you will have the chance to win prizes like
a pressure cooker, casserole or even a bicycle.
When did these school people start selling raffle tickets?
That's just...
Let's go sis.
Sorry aunty.
Rishi! Wait a minute.
Aunty...
Just take a look at his face.
His glasses are hiding the eyes of a scientist.
But I am sure his dreams are screaming out
that he will be a scientist someday.
Child, did you practice these dialogues at home?
Oh no aunty...
did you know that
he wants to sell these tickets to buy goggles for himself.
And then he will use them to watch a solar eclipse.
You see...
my brother wants to work in ISRO when he grows up.
In "Khusro"?
ISRO.
ISRO. I-S-R-O.
-ISRO. -ISRO.
Mummy, these guys have been talking for so long.
Just buy it and send them home.
How much is it for?
Just two rupees. Can I give you five?
Yes, I will give you five.
It looks like
my sister is such a good finagler
that she could sell a belt to a man wearing a dhoti.
Did you do something, Rishi?
No, I didn't.
When mom, dad and grandma sit together
it feels like the creator, destroyer and preserver are sitting together.
And mummy is definitely the destroyer
just waiting for her third eye to open.
Rishi.
Look child,
your 12th grade exams are approaching.
Board exams.
So you need to focus on your studies.
That is why we enrolled you in coaching classes.
Child, this year
will lay the foundation for your future.
Oh, sis is the one who is in trouble.
That's good, I was so scared.
You are the one who is going to be in trouble.
That's right.
Don't you dare waste any of your sister's time.
I will...
I don't know what I will do but you will miss your nani.
Wait a minute.
Why his nani?
Why would he miss my mother?
That is because his dadi is sitting here.
So who else can he miss?
That's what I was trying to say.
Mummy and papa, we were selling raffle tickets today
and we met an aunty who didn't want to buy them.
Then when their son came out
and sis did some kind of magic
that made her son buy five tickets. Five!
I want to do some magic too.
Bring your face into the range of my hand.
Changing the topic.
Yeah, what?
Rishi, go set the plates.
You go help him.
Oh. Okay.
I will come too.
Look child.
At this age
there will be a lot of distractions.
But you need to keep in mind that you have your 12th grade exams
and not lose focus.
Class, this is Vaibhav.
His father is a Colonel and he has been transferred here.
And that is why he is joining us mid-term.
I expect all of you to please co-operate with him.
Good luck Vaibhav.
You go and sit next to Ritika.
Listen, my best friend sits here. Go sit somewhere else.
And Ritika, do share your notes with him.
Yes ma'am.
Any problem Vaibhav?
Uh, no ma'am.
No, thank you.
Just take it. I haven't used it yet.
-Thank you. -Mention not.
Did you forget your tiffin?
My father gave me money to eat from the canteen.
But isn't the canteen outside this class?
I know.
But canteen food doesn't suit me.
Usually they add too much soda to it.
I am sure your mother must be too busy
to make a tiffin for you in the morning.
Actually I don't have a mother.
She passed away last year.
Sorry.
It's... It's okay.
Besides it's just for a few more days.
I am sure we will find a cook in a week or two.
No, no, you can eat it...
-Just have some. -No, it's... it's okay.
Until you find a cook, you can eat food cooked by Kiran Bedi.
Kiran Bedi?
Is your cook named Kiran Bedi?
Is this made of potatoes or chillies?
This is made by Kiran Bedi.
That is why you take the chillies out before you eat it.
Just a second.
Try it now.
That tastes much better.
She just adds too many chillies.
Guard uncle, do you want to buy my raffle tickets?
Take a look.
Kid, if you ask for Janmashtami donations in school
then I will have to complain about you.
How did sis do it?
-Uncle just look in my eyes. -Why?
I think my glasses are covering my scientific eyes and...
Kid! Are you sick?
Go away otherwise I will complain about you. Go!
Uncle, you clean really well.
I do it every day kid.
I see, please buy my ticket and you might win
a cycle, a pressure cooker or a casserole.
So how many tickets do you want? One...
Kid, is this a new method of begging?
I have work to do.
-Why were you absent yesterday? -I had cramps.
Hey.
Who is that?
Ritika, who is that sitting on our seat?
His name is Vaibhav.
When you were absent yesterday, ma'am made him sit next to me.
Oh hello. This is our seat.
I am... I am sorry.
Ritika, he apologised and left the seat without arguing.
Are you sure he is a boy from our class?
-Good morning ma'am. -Good morning ma'am.
Morning! Sit down.
-Thank you ma'am. -Thank you ma'am.
I don't know if you guys will have a good morning or not
because today we have a surprise maths test.
So best of luck.
Shruti, can you distribute these question papers?
-Are you prepared? -No.
Come on, quickly.
Start solving your question papers.
Vaibhav?
Do you want to eat a samosa?
-No, thank you... -Why?
Are you dieting?
Did the Colonel forbid you from eating them?
Soldier, will you eat a samosa? No sir!
What? Are you a saint or something?
What's wrong? Don't you like your new school?
No. It's fine.
So?
What is wrong? Why are you pestering him?
-No Ritika, we are not pestering him. -Yeah.
We were just trying to figure out whether he can talk or not.
Are you done?
Let's go.
We will have a samosa party.
Thank you.
Come, share our tiffin.
Will you eat some?
Ritika, have you started eating more?
Kiran Bedi made so many parathas?
Oh hello, why are you calling her Kiran Bedi?
Kiran Bedi is her mother.
Neerja ma'am.
She is a teacher in this school.
Did you know that?
Kiran Bedi is just my pet name for her.
So, how was your Maths test?
Horrible.
Do you hate Maths too?
Yes...
I will have to look for a good tuition teacher for maths.
Otherwise I won't be able to pass.
So why don't you join our coaching classes?
Satyam classes.
The chances of success - Satyam classes!
Thank you.
In a friendship, no sorrys and no thank yous.
'Maine Pyaar Kiya'.
-What? -She has seen it 25 times.
But she still keeps rewatching it. Are you still not over it?
Give me the glass.
Papa, why don't you tell the people in your office
to buy my raffle tickets.
Sure, bring them. I will sell them.
Great!
Somebody give me a gulab jamun.
I am bringing it.
These are my raffle tickets.
Good job son.
I have nothing better to do.
If I can't sell it in office then I will sell it at a signal.
Take it back. Bringing the whole booklet...
Grandma, why don't you ask Gudiya's grandma and Kusum grandma
to buy my raffle tickets.
Five each! They might win a pressure cooker.
Child, those two are the biggest misers I have ever seen.
You couldn't even get a penny out of them.
Come on, mom won't let me take sis along,
I can't sell a single coupon
and everyone in class thinks I am a bookworm.
Oh Rishi, listen to me.
Everyone is wrong, you are definitely not a bookworm.
Really?
Because you are just a worm.
That was funny.
Sis, you are a worm!
-Shut up you moron. -You are a moron!
Oh shut up!
Stop fighting.
Otherwise your papa is the only one who gets gulab jamun.
-No. -No.
This is mine.
That's...
Here you go.
This is why I like digestives.
Eat as much as you like and get help digesting it all.
Ah! What?
-You only get one. Here. -Oh man.
How many tickets did you sell?
I have already sold 30 tickets!
Let's go.
Come on sis, everyone in my class has sold 30 - 40 tickets
and I am still at 10.
And we bought 5 of them.
Please help me.
Get permission from mom first.
Why don't you just say no?
Sonal sis, please just buy one ticket.
Rishi I am telling you, "No, I won't buy it."
Let's go.
Sorry.
-Hi. -Hi.
I came early today
because I had to pay the fees.
I came early too
because my rickshaw driver was early.
Do you always talk so little?
I mean, with your friends...
Come on Ritika, please give me your notes.
No, I won't.
I will definitely... Sandwich!
-I will get you a sandwich. -I don't want a sandwich.
-Aloo paratha? Noodles? -No, something else. No.
What? What are you doing here?
He might have come here to sell his raffle tickets.
How did you know?
You were trying to sell raffle tickets to the security in school that day right?
Don't eat it. Just hold it.
-Really? -Do you want one?
One ticket is for two rupees.
I have 10 rupees so I can buy 5.
It looks like there is a god after all, sis.
Is that so?
In my grandma's words
should I try my luck?
By the way, do you want to come sell raffle tickets with me?
There is no need to get caught up with this donkey, Vaibhav.
I can join you.
Besides, there is still half an hour before my dad's car arrives.
Thank you. Come, let's go.
Glutton! Bye.
-Bye. -Let's go.
Ritika! Listen...
It's very urgent...
-You want to pee? -A feeling.
I think Vaibhav likes you.
That is why he bought raffle tickets from Rishi to impress you
and now he is going to go sell them with him.
Your mind is very dirty
so it only thinks of one thing.
Are you crazy?
He is just a friend and that is why...
The friendship is just a cover.
A boy and a girl can never be just friends.
You and your films!
Ritika listen to me. Please try to understand...
This is your dads wedding album.
It was monsoon just like now.
I went to see Neerja for the first time in this very month.
But as they say, the blind man thinks monsoon is all green.
So of course Sanjay liked Neerja.
Are you trying to say that I was blind amma?
No papa, a blind man in monsoon.
Oh Rishi.
How many raffle tickets have you sold?
35 mummy.
That's impressive.
Are you sure he hasn't been taking money from my purse and buying them?
I found a Santa Claus.
He helped me.
Really?
What is the name of your Santa Claus?
Vaibhav. He is my new friend.
So Vaibhav is Santa Claus.
"A girl travels on a vehicle with three wheels.
How do I tell her that
I like her a lot.
Thinking about confessing
makes my heart stop.
It took a lot of courage to write,
is it a poem or just words?
Who knows what will happen next?
For now she is my friend.
Vaibhav."
Ritika!
Ritika?
Can't you hear me? I have been calling out for so long.
Here, drink your milk.
Why are you putting it aside?
Drink it since you have been studying for so long.
Are you tired of studying?
Should I massage your head?
Are you feeling okay?
Don't forget to drink your milk.
Should we go sell raffle tickets?
No Rishi, I have some work today.
Come on bhaiya, have you started working like sis does?
Take permission from your sister first.
But... But bhaiya?
Ritika?
I was right, wasn't I?
Ritika!
Ritika?
Look, I am your friend.
You can't hide the truth from me.
Vaibhav gave me a poem.
That is less of a poem and more of a love letter.
So now?
Now what?
It's the 12th grade.
I want to focus on my studies.
I can't waste my time on these pointless things.
Will you tell me what happened properly?
Look, what you said about Vaibhav
was true.
Maybe...
he became friends with Rishi to get closer to me.
But...
if I don't turn him down right now then he might become clingy.
Look Ritika, Vaibhav is a good guy.
And not every guy is like Dhruv.
All I wanted from Dhruv was to be friends with him.
And he refused my friendship.
Even today, when I think about that day...
I feel really bad.
And that is why I don't want to go down a path...
that leads to my sadness.
Please.
Why are you here?
Don't bother me.
Sis?
When a worm gets sad
then the other worm finds out.
They have very strong antennas.
What did you say to Vaibhav bhaiya?
What did he say?
I asked him if he would come sell raffle tickets with me.
And he said that I need your permission.
My permission?
Rishi, you won't go with him.
Sis, I don't need your permission.
I was just informing you that I will sell raffle tickets with him.
This is the first time in my life
that I have met someone older than me
who treats me like a friend.
I am sorry Ritika.
For pestering you.
I can't leave the school...
but I am quitting these coaching classes.
So that you have to face me as little as possible.
You will not quit the coaching class.
Come back to class.
Hi Rishi!
Should we go sell tickets?
-Let's go. -Let's go.
I can't treat Vaibhav the way Dhruv treated me.
I didn't want to be the Dhruv in his life.
Ritika!
Santa Claus?