Gupt: The Hidden Truth Page #2

how much l love him.

You are very late, son.

You must return a bit early.

We miss you at dinner...

Why must we be strangers? Why can't

we live like father and son?

You are undoubtedly my mother's

second husband...

...but you are not

my father.

- May l have a word with you?

- But who are you?

l'm a salesman... l sell love.

l seryice beautiful girls like you,

absolutely free of charge.

- Pardon me?!

- l know the art of making love.

lf l kiss you, you can assume you

have excelled in the test of love.

You would like to excel,

wouldn't you?

- Who the hell are you?

- l'm a salesman, too.

l sell junk! l set guys like

you right, without any charge!

This is not your vice-den!

lt's my college!

Thanks for helping me.

You look familiar. Have we met?

- Yes. On several occasions.

- But you've just joined college.

But you've known me for years.

We have a great friendship.

l have no friends.

l'm all alone.

You still haven't changed. You were

like this even as a child!

Always racing away

on the red bicycle...!

When did you return from

boarding-school?

- lt's a month now.

- Then why didn't you meet me?

l wanted to give you

a surprise.

Which is why l took an admission

in your college.

l wanted to see if you'd

recognize me.

And what did you see?

That you're still as you were...

absolutely lonely.

l won't consider myself

a loner anymore.

Neither will l.

l've got to see the Principal!

l'll meet you tomorrow!

- l apologize for my uncle.

- ... that's in the past.

You won't punish me for

what my uncle did?

- Not at all.

- Will you consider me a friend?

- Why not?

- Let's have an ice-cream then!

Not today. Perhaps on

another occasion.

Welcome, Mr. Diwan! ... Relax!

Your snacks are seryed!

Well, what's all this

appeasement in aid of?

Looks like a new scheme to get me

to increase your pocket-money.

Who's worried about pocket-money?

l've stumbled upon the treasure!

Had you been to a garment sale

or to the college?

- To college. Know whom l met?

- Whom did you meet?

l met Sahil there.

He's as tall as a lamp-post!

Like a true-blooded Punjabi!

How did you recognize him?

l'd never forgotten him that

l had to recognize him!

l must say, against all hopes,

he has grown to be handsome.

Did he recognize you?

- Did he talk to you?

- Why wouldn't he?

We're friend again, Papa!

l'm thrilled! lt's as if my

childhood has returned to me!

Wait... sit down here.

There's a big difference between the

friendship of childhood and youth.

Don't forget; l'm his father's

personal secretary.

So what?

Why pursue a path that we

don't intend to take up?

How can you bring up

these cliches, Papa?

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