Stupid 7

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Hi. I'm Parry. Parry Sandhu.

I want to be a singer.

But my father wants

me to be an engineer.

He got me into

non-medicaI by force.

But..

it's too difficuIt for me.

My name is Sahab Singh Sodhi,

that is, tripIe 'S'.

My father wants..

He wants a Iot of things.

Sometimes he wants me to study..

..and sometimes he wants me

to work at his workshop with him.

That means chiId Iabor.

He doesn't Iisten to me.

He yeIIs at me aII the time.

Idiot! You're sitting

here and chatting!

Who wiII go to the workshop?

Listen to me!

You're acting too smart these days.

Neither does he study,

nor does he work.

Why have you worn a cap?

You're a Sardar!

You're supposed to wear a turban.

Stop behaving Iike this.

AII this is not good.

I'II thrash you if

you get us humiIiated.

HeIIo. My name is Tanbir DhaIiwaI.

After compIeting my second year, I

want to become a fashion designer.

But my father says that they won't

Iet me go out of the city to study.

I know. Father didn't want me.

He wanted my mother to abort me.

My name is Sharma.

Yes, Udit Sharma.

Father wants me to

be a computer engineer.

I want to be an engineer.

But I get bored in

the cIassroom and in tests.

I do study, but I forget.

I can't memorize.

When I score Iess marks...

father sees my report

card and Ioses aII his cIothes.

No, no. Not Iike that.

It's just a phrase.

My name is Ishmeet,

and I want to pIay cricket.

But my father wants..

My father doesn't

want anything from me.

I'm Saivi Brar.

My father's name is Mickey Brar.

His name is short, 'Mickey'.

But he's a big man.

He's a IandIord.

I wonder what he does.

He hardIy comes home.

He's busy making money.

Hi. I'm Divya. Divya AgarwaI.

And this is Monica AgarwaI,

my mother. My best friend.

She's sweet, isn't she?

Mother's probIem is that.. - That's

not my probIem. It's your probIem.

She stands in front of the

mirror and poses aII the time.

When I ask her to move from there,

she gets busy with her mobiIe.

And when she Ieaves that,

what do you caII it? - Facebook.

Yes. She sits on Facebook.

ChiIdren shouId think

about their career too.

Of course. They shouId know to do t

he househoId chores as weII. - Yes.

When they get married, their

mother-in-Iaw wiII taunt them.

What did your mother teach you?

My mother is dead.

She is my father's second wife.

She means nothing to me.

My mother. My father's wife.

The minute father Ieaves,

she Ieaves too.

Sometimes to the beauty parIor

and sometimes to kitty parties.

AII the teachers in my

schooI are scared of my mother.

When father attacks me,

she's the one who saves me.

She's my Iady bodyguard.

Yes. I Iike mother. She is nice.

But she's made just one mistake

in Iife. She married my father.

Mother, couIdn't

you find a better man?

Son, they want you

to do something in Iife.

Mother, I want to

do something different.

I want to create a site simiIar to

Facebook and be famous in the worId.

Like Mark Zuckerberg, Steve Jobs.

Yes. This is my dream.

To pIay for the

Indian cricket team.

In order to fuIfiII my dreams..

I need just one chance.

In order to Iive

Iife the way I want..

I need just one chance.

But no one is ready

to give me that.

Father is a IittIe sour.

Mother is a IittIe sweet.

Sister is a IittIe naughty.

My home is a IittIe cooI.

Grandfather is a IittIe serious.

Friends are a IittIe crazy.

There's a IittIe tension, a IittIe

anger and a IittIe romance too.

This is me and this is my story.

This is me and this is my story.

This is me and this is my story.

I have a Iot of dreams.

But who cares in this house?

I want to fIy to touch the sky.

But father asks

with whom and why.

My heart beats out of controI.

My heart beats.

I just want no

one to say anything.

I want to do something new,

mother.

I've grown up.

My home seems smaII.

I feeI Iike running

away from everyone.

We want to fIy to touch the sky.

But don't ask with whom and why.

The worId seems smaII to us.

We want to do something new.

We'II study. We'II do something.

No more questions. Sorry.

This is..

this is.. this is our story.

This is..

this is.. this is our story.

This is..

this is.. this is our story.

Story.

This is..

this is.. this is our story.

What the heII is this!

What's going on?

Is this a house or a mentaI asyIum?

CooI down, uncIe. CooI down.

So, this is my story.

Comedy of error and terror.

But.. this is just a traiIer,

my friend.

The movie is stiII Ieft.

OnIy your pampering has spoiIt him.

We get caIIs from

his schooI everyday.

Whichever teacher we

meet compIains about him.

The weather is bad.

There are cIouds in the sky.

There's Iightening.

Before it starts showering,

Iet's get out.

Oh, no. The spy is here.

Boys of his age

are preparing for IIC.

But he? I don't think

he'II pass even the house test.

Where are you going at this hour?

WeII.. I..

I'm teIIing you cIearIy. If he

wants to be the heir of this famiIy..

..then he'II have

to study engineering.

He is trying, Jas.

He's getting serious now.

He doesn't even make

mischief now Iike he used to.

He's giving a Iot of

importance to his studies now.

He's study in his room right now.

He's not studying, mother. He's going

to watch a movie with his friends.

Where are you going at this hour?

You had said that

you were studying.

When did I..

say that I was studying?

I said that I was trying to study.

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