Maine Pyar Kiya Page #6

Don't say, not now then.

Be prepared.

What's cooking?

The neighborhood ladies

are coming for prayers.

Lots of guests will be coming.

They will stay for dinner.

- There's lots of work.

- These fat guys will do it.

- I'll take you out.

- Me? Didn't find anybody else?

Shall we come?

Give me those and rest for a while.

Sister, fry these.

Do you have henna on your hands?

- No.

- Shall we apply it?

I have some work. 5 minutes.

It's 4:
15. Just 5 minutes.

It happens.

- Henna?

- Henna!

See how it looks on my hands.

Are you tired?

Are you very angry?

Won't you talk to me?

No! I'm not in the mood.

May I say something to

put you in a good mood?

I don't want to hear anything.

I'll still say it.

You may hear it if you want.

Not in the mood now.

That's too much! Now if you

pretend, I'll tell mother!

That the marriage season is on.

Get me married elsewhere.

Go right now.

Mother!

I have something important to discuss.

- Aren't you worried about me?

- Why? What happened?

Have you ever looked at me?

I've grown up. Don't you

want to get me married?

Already thinking of marriage?

You shouldn't take

these things lightly.

Children shouldn't be

given freedom these days.

So far I'm very decent

but if I slip up somewhere?

Papa stiff neck will be bent.

But how do I know what

kind of a girl you'll like?

That's absolutely clear in my eyes.

She must never wear salwar kameez.

She shouldn't have long hair.

Absolutely short.

Mother, this and that...

She should be an atom bomb.

But such a girl won't

do anything in the house.

- She won't shell peas.

- She will aunt.

- Won't she?

- Yes, she will!

Respect for elders, mingling with

her age and love for youngsters.

- She won't possess these qualities

- She will respect everyone.

- Won't she?

- Yes, she will.

And I'll force her

if she doesn't.

Start looking for a bride for me.

Will you have some tea?

If I eat, it will only

be after my marriage.

Fell down!

It happens.

Now I'm going to bed.

Now I have to search for

a bride for his majesty.

That too of his choice.

He's lived in America!

- Good day.

- How are you?

Lord! I'm dying of hunger.

The difficulties of the devotee...

The food runs away!

Dinner. Eat it fast.

No! No!

- What's the matter?

- lt vanishes.

- It's fake.

- No, it's real.

It is real! May I eat it?

Feed it to me.

You are so nice... What's this?

- What's wrong?

- Full moon night and you're sad?

He hasn't eaten dinner.

So even you haven't eaten.

Then even I won't eat.

ls he annoyed?

Please him.

What does he want?

He wants me to hold my ears

and say, l love you thrice.

- Only then will he eat.

- Then say it.

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