Befikre Page #2
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Sorry.
I've tried for hours. No luck.
In desperation I tried French.
Now that's quite honest.
I'm impressed.
See, for something like that,
my friend, I'm buying.
What are you having?
Franois, the same. Two.
Come on up.
- I'm Shyra.
- Dharam.
So Desperate Dharam...
...scan the lovelies.
Who catches your eye?
My eyes are stuck on you,
they won't unstick.
Ah! That's sweet but it's not
gonna work.
- Not into Indian guys.
- I can understand.
Not into Indian guys either.
They smell of fenugreek.
Wicked sense of humour!
Not bad, impressed again.
- Are we doing this or not?
- Come! Yeah.
Show me the girl you fancy.
I'll tell you your chances.
Choosy, aren't we?
No one?
They're all gorgeous.
But I'm stuck on you.
No one else will do.
Thank you for helping me out.
One drink with you
is enough for me.
You'll ditch me soon. So till then,
let's enjoy the moment. Cheers!
Everybody, get ready for the
chicken wings contest!
(CROWD CHEERING)
The winner of the chicken
wings contest gets...
...free food and drinks for a year!
Now you're talking!
I dare you!
You win, I party with you.
Is that so?
Delhi folk can be weak in matters
of the heart, but not in dares.
You're on.
Ok.
Here's a player!
(WHISTLE SOUND)
Your smile is bewitching.
Desire takes me over.
The girl's like a heady drink.
Like a soaring kite
cutting another.
She reeled me in,
no time to cut loose.
Like a lofty kite, a dervish entranced.
In a flash I was high.
Like a shock wave,
a search warrant.
Like a secret download.
The girl's like a heady drink.
Like a soaring kite
cutting another.
Like new spring,
like a clean slate.
Like cement filling
the cracks.
Like sparring sexy eyes.
Hitting the jackpot at last.
Her name is all over my lips.
She runs in my veins.
Like a crazy tale,
she's wild youth.
Like ice melting through
your fingers.
Like a river flowing,
mischief smiling.
Like a favour that's big trouble.
She reeled me in,
no time to cut loose.
The girl's like a heady drink.
Like a kite cutting another.
Like a kite flying over rooftops.
Crossing the crossroads
of my heart.
Smiling she wanders,
she roams.
She grabs my heart.
Your smile is bewitching.
Desire takes me over.
Leaving?
Party's over, back to real life.
Without my number, how will you
call when you miss me?
Cute!
(LAUGHS)
Wanna be single for a bit.
Wasn't looking to hook up
last night...
...but your goofy lines, your
I just let go.
So no phone calls, please.
Leave me your number.
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