Shuddh Desi Romance Page #2

Trying your luck a last time

before your wedding, sir?

Don't trust me. But trust my name.

A godly name

I need my bag...

I'll sit over there

Better

A cigarette please?

I got attracted when he spoke

about a sister's rate

He didn't mean it that way

But one must play it safe

He was getting married,

unsure of his choice of girl

That's India for you. No love.

No romance, nothing

Say yes to marriage.

Work it out later

Has it worked for anyone?

So why would it work for me?

I see many weddings.

All sorts marrying all sorts

Weddings are to show off

pomp and finery

But marriage?

It shows up the lies

and double standards of Indians

Greetings!

Welcome to our humble home!

No formality. We've only come

from nearby Jaipur

Tell me where's the gents toilet?

A common toilet. But for VIPs

No! We're in-laws now.

Life is all about adjusting

Where's the bridegroom?

Call him!

What's up?

She's the groom's sister

I'll be right back

A cool cat!

I'll take care of her

No son, she is a special guest.

I'll take care of her

Look after the groom's friends

Go and call aunty.

Let her see all this.

Who looks after the groom's mates?

Or we can look after ourselves

Take care of them

At your service

Welcome to our home!

Sister is so obliging.

No fuss, no demands

- I can tell she's your sister

- What sister?

Your elder sister.

No, your younger sister...

I like girls like her

- You're most kind

- Don't embarrass me

Do tell her...

...to ask if she needs anything

The villain in him is resurfacing

Your sister-in-law is here.

Take care of him

The gift money?

Your gift money is ready

Welcome!

Ask the bride to lift her veil

Would you lift your veil?

- Wow!

- He'd never find her through love

The lucky fool wins a beauty

I hear she's an orphan.

They're probably getting rid of her

My pants are slipping down

May we talk in private?

Everything will be private from now on

Garland him!

I need the bathroom. May I?

Hurry, son

You won't get a minute's peace later.

Go!

I'll show you the way

I know the way

Be quick! Go!

Do not blame...

the impulsive innocent heart

If the heart speaks in a true voice

Just about everyone in the world

would be exposed

He's decamped. He ran away

Who ran?

I'm ready to take Tara's hand

Get lost! Idiot!

Can I get a cold drink?

A cold drink!

- Offer the clients a soda

- You want me to go bankrupt?

- How many sodas have you had?

- Same number of clients I've got you

I'll sell him a dozen veils

You'll go to hell

You'll be first. Send for me

Bless you, son

Bless him. I'll collect my 50 rupees

- Bless you, brother

- No, the foreigner

Bless you, brother

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