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his left hand in a plaster...

his fracture has healed, but he

hasn't taken the bandage off

You should have seen.

What didn't that plaster have!

It was like some kind of artwork!

God!

He tried to make me laugh all day...

Interesting.

- C'mon, What interesting.

He had no shame or inhibitions!

No one has ever screamed "Antara" at me

And that too, from a distance

of 500 meters!

He kept yelling away! The insolent!

- Insolent...?

Maybe he's bowled over by you.

- Rubbish, shaukat! Bowled over indeed!

Why can't someone be

bowled over by you?

I'm a married woman. And if he's

still smitten by me...

he's a terribly insolent guy

You are sounding like my mother.

But that's how I am.

You know, shaukat...

ever since I've got married,

I don't like it if anyone...

tries to get intimate with me.

- How'd he know you're married?

He simply took a liking to you.

So how's the poor guy at fault?

All right, the poor guy's

not at fault

I'll clear his misgivings tomorrow

and bring him back to his senses

Instead of bring him back to his

senses, why don't you befriend him?

You're scared like Tamanna.

It's just a friendship, Antara

No.

- Why not?

I don't like the idea.

- How about another?

I don't need to make friends

with another man

Is it because you're married?

- It's because I'm happy with my life

That's because you haven't lived

life any other way

You haven't called out to anyone from

one end of the corridor to the other

Because you consider all that wrong.

Only because you're married

Meet people with an open mind, Antara.

And see what happens

You're scared, aren't you?

- Of whom?

You're afraid Yash will make

you do things...

Mrs shaukat vashist

shouldn't be doing

Let go Antara.

Let go.

You're in love with me, aren't you?

- Don't you believe that?

I do, but maybe you don't.

Because you're afraid

Of falling in love.

- That will never happen

If you keep running away from people,

it'll never happen

But the real test is to meet people,

mingle with them... and prove it

Help me out Antara.

I'm writing the story of a woman,

and I'm up against a dead-end

I need a bit of support

I've got to go to my class.

If Lalaji had seen you laugh, he'd

have been amused at his foolishness

If I keep laughing at Lalaji's antics,

the students will laugh at me

They won't have any respect for me.

- You're a fashion teacher...

all this stuff about respect

is meant for the archives

Being punctual is respectful, right?

- There you are. The perfect teacher!

Later.

Laughter. How would

Tamanna's laughter be?

What sort of laughter...?

A sparkling laughter.

What makes you laugh so much, Tamanna?

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