Tanu Weds Manu Returns

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[DDR]

"O beloved..." "Listen to the tune of love."

"O beloved..." "Listen to the tune of love."

"I've chosen you... you choose me too."

"O beloved..." "Listen to the tune of love."

"No girl ever takes the first step."

"She never utters a word unless her heart's helpless."

"She never utters a word unless her heart's helpless."

"My heart's crossed all limits of happiness."

"I wish to spend rest of my life with you."

"Come weave these dreams of love with me."

"O beloved..." "Listen to the tune of love."

"I've chosen you... you choose me too."

"O beloved..."

Come inside, please.

When did you two get married?

Marriage?

Well...it was winter.

People were wearing warm clothes.

Why don't you tell them if you know?

25th October, doctor.

25th October!

How long have you two been married?

4 years! - 4 years!

4 years!

When did the problem begin?

I mean...tell me from the beginning.

Doctor, this is happened 4 years ago.

I was a small kid. - Kid? Her?

Can I talk?

I was very young.

I loved a boy called Raja Awasthi.

This man tricked me into marrying him..

What?

Can I talk?

Can I share my view..

You talk, Doctor, I am going to sit there.

Let me know.

See...what did I say?

This is what happens.

It's okay. - Dr. Goswami, I am a doctor too..

..and in my professional opinion..

..my wife is suffering from a bipolar disorder.

She has anxiety issues, acute hysteria.

Thyroid problems.

We got all the tests done for thyroid..

..the results were negative. You..

Go ahead and lie...go on.

Hormonal issues.

You know, some days she's absolutely fine.

And then suddenly she's grieving.

Some days she gets furious over trivial matters..

..and suddenly she's fine again.

You know, if she starts quarrelling, she can't stop.

And if she's fine... she's fine.

See the pattern, it's like a.. - Mr. Sharma.

According to this, all the women in the world are bipolar.

And I think, according to your description..

..she seems absolutely fine.

Mrs. Sharma, you tell us.

Doctor, I'll tell you from the beginning.

My name is Tanuja Trivedi.

I am a resident of Kanpur, Virana Road.

I loved a boy.

But this man fell in love with me.

He tricked me into marrying him..

..and brought me to London.

I thought he's a successful doctor..

..but, he barely makes ends meet.

Earlier, we lived at South Hall.

Where people hang their underwear outside their home.

He finally changed home after I kept insisting.

We lived outside London, in the country.

Except for 5 pigeons..

..and 3 raccoons, I don't see a single soul out there.

Calm down, dear. Please take this.

So...was he always like this?

He wasn't always like this.

The first year was nice.

There was love, excitement, sex..

We would go out, have candle-night dinner.

Drink beer in the pub.

But slowly he started showing his true colors.

Everything just went 'poof'.

Went where?

What? - I mean...it disappeared.

Vanished. - Vanished.

What should I do for excitement?

I can dance.. - You think you can dance, Manu Sharma.

Have you seen your condition?

There's no meat left on your bones.

This man's growing like a ginger.

Sprouting from all directions.

I wasn't exactly Hrithik Roshan before we got married.

I was always like this. - You were like this.

No personality or sense of humor.

So...you could've married Raju Srivastav.

Look, I can give her a stable life..

..I can't crack jokes.

He can never crack jokes, he's the ultimate boring man.

Ask him about his weekend plans, and he'll say..

..there's a 25% discount at Tesco..

..let's go shopping.

Let's go for a stroll around the lake. If I ask him for a party..

..then he calls four of his friends from IIT along with their wife.

There's not much difference between them..

..and my aunty from Rampur.

I had such a happening life in India..

..but he's completely messed up my life.

What?

Messed up - What?

It means...destroyed. - Destroyed.

Destroyed.

I never...even made a cup of tea for my father.

But I washed this man's clothes.

Cooked for him. He said, start a children's crche..

..to keep yourself busy.

I did that too. But he still doesn't respect me.

I thought he'll change.

It'll juice up our life.

A girl has so many dreams

when she agrees for a love-marriage.

But I think I love him, but I stopped liking him.

I think I love him like a mammal.

Like a Homo-sapien.

Stop this.

It's all a lie, absurd.

It was never a love-marriage.

We had an arranged marriage.

And why did you think I will change?

Did we meet on some bridge, with my arms open wide?

I was formally dressed, when I came to see her..

..along with my parents. - That was a nice pair of clothes.

So, I did come to your house. - Please let him speak.

We got married with the consent of her parents.

And I am no fruit to juice-up again.

Dr. Moris, how many different ways can one say "I Love You".

No spark! No spark!

I am a man, not a lighter.

And let me tell you about her spark.

She hit my friend Mathur's wife on the head with a coke bottle.

People stopped visiting us.

And the Crche... Ask her how did that shut down?

She gave alcohol to the children to shut them up.

There was a police case. I was nearly arrested.

And this woman flirts around in the pub...with foreigners.

Right in front of me! - Who else should I do it with? You?

I tried that once. But you're just a dead body.

Why shouldn't I flirt around?

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