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speak to them myself, don't worry.

Please take your own

sweet time and start...

Start with your mother.

And if possible, tell Manav

over the phone a day or two later.

What.. - Don't laugh.

okay. Let's go meet grandpa.

Speak louder, he's hard of hearing.

of course he's hard of hearing.

He's Punjabi after all.

Not just that,

he's actually hard of hearing.

Come on.

Confidence.

Grandpa.

Asha.

How are you?

- My dear..

I am fine. - Guess who's here?

Guess who's here? - Who?

Guess? - Who?

Is he a boy or a girl?

Grandpa, he's a boy.

He seems frightened.

Because he just met Manav. - I see.

How old are you? - 28.

28! - What do you do?

I play the guitar.

Son, even I play the guitar.

But what do you do?

I.. I mean..

Aman is a musician, grandpa.

- Musician.

I see, no wonder..

You should exercise, son. - Yes.

Look here.

Made in 1930.

In the 1971 war,

I was shot here and here.

Still, I didn't desert post.

13 days war with Pakistan.

We defeated them.

Why didn't you join the army?

Even if I did, I couldn't

have fought against Pakistan.

Why?

There are no more wars, grandpa.

There will be, dear.

There will be a war.

"There will be!"

Tell him.

You said he's hard of hearing.

Lee Enfield Mark 4.

British infantry rifle.

I killed 4 Pakistanis with this.

The 5th shot me.

Anjali, what are you doing here?

Father, didn't I

tell you not to do it.

Let go of these bullets

and take these pills.

Why are you crying?

Everyone's lost their mind.

Pointing guns at children.

No, no..

Don't cry.

Sorry, mom, I didn't see.

- It's okay, dear.

Anjali, stop crying.

Jia, stop screaming.

What do you want, dear? - Band-aid.

Why?

Raj and Simran are hurt.

You and your Raj-Simran.

Come, I'll take a look.

Come on, dear.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

We'll give you a band-aid.

Come on, dear.

Come.

Sit here. Sit.

Sit comfortably.

Here you go, band-aid.

What's this, mom?

Anti-depressants.

Anti-depressants? Why?

The doctor has prescribed them, dear.

He says it's best for sadness.

Sadness?

Dear, I went to see the doctor.

I couldn't say anything.

He looked at me for a while..

..and then prescribed

a medicine for me.

What kind of a doctor is he?

- He's Indian.

But, what are you

depressed about, mom?

About what?

Have you seen your sister?

Have you seen your brother?

Your grandma.

Anjali.

Have you seen your father?

No. Where's dad?

At the office, where else?

He's been demoted, dear.

The car just got smaller.

He knows his future

son-in-law's coming home.

But he can come home

only when his boss lets him.

And you know your brother

really well.

I don't know when he's

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