Raanjhanaa Page #2

"I have locked eyes at a tender age."

It's my last board paper tomorrow.

- Very nice.

Come and meet me at

the fort at Ganga's banks.

At 5.

And listen. I'm meeting you

because of your consistency.

Not out of love.

No matter the reason. Just meet me.

Leave the rest to destiny.

You have slapped me 15 times.

Tell me your name at least now.

Zoya. - Zoya.

And yours? - Rizwan.

Rizwan.

Oh my! You look cool.

Why? Can't I?

No. You can. Why not?

But mister,

I know whom you are pursuing.

Heard that you're going to the fort

today to show that witch the moon.

You are a witch. Get lost.

Great. Great. Love her and beat me.

- Lay off.

You are looking nice, mister.

If that witch casts

an evil eye on you...

...then you'll have to marry me.

Why don't you ever show me the moon?

Go count the stars, Bindiya.

Go to hell.

Your heartbeat is saying something.

It says something...

Your heartbeat is saying something.

What happened?

What is this?

I bought the I love you card in haste.

Thought you would take offence.

So I bought this.

- You are a bumpkin.

Is this any way to

propose to a girl?

Listen to your heart first.

Then let your eyes take control.

Your heartbeat is saying something.

I suggest you should

listen to your heart.

Your eyes are glistening in the sun.

The sun...

The sun...

Sorry, I forgot.

If this is you...

then I have been smitten by you.

What is your name? - Rizwan.

And your father's?

Mirza Galib.

You didn't think? Did you?

'This was the sixteenth slap.'

'But I was happy to have kissed her.'

'Rather than be sad about the slap.'

I hate liars.

'What could be better than

a wife of sound character?'

'But I was a Banerasi priest.

Dark at that.'

How could I accept defeat?

In U.P.,

girls are cajoled in two ways.

First is dedication.

Follow her around all day.

Write love letters,

and ask her friend to deliver it.

But, every boy in U.P was doing that.

'But I wasn't a handsome hunk.'

'To have passed by doing all this.'

'So I failed.'

Now, the second way.

Scaring the girl.

What are you doing?

If you stop the vehicle you'll not

be able to drive it from tomorrow.

What's the problem?

- You're the problem.

Don't chase me around.

- So whom should I chase?

I don't know. But don't chase me.

Say that you don't love me.

I don't love you.

Just because I am a Hindu.

If you say.

I'll read out the Kalma(holy book).

You are a liar.

Say that you don't love me.

Or I'll slit the wrist.

Mine.

I don't love you.

What are you doing?

I've suffered enough humiliation.

You'll leave for Aligarh

tomorrow itself.

Go to your aunt's place.

And study there.

Just think, sir. The boy is Hindu.

We'll be disgraced in society.

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