Barfi! (बर्फी!)

The movie is about to start...

Spread love and joy with people all around you.

But don't spread your legs too far in front

Switch on your clockwork hearts and tear glands

But switch off mobile phones and wailing children.

Love in today's world..

is like instant noodles.

When it reaches your stomach, it's mostly over

Love in today's world is born through Facebook

Comes of age in backseats of cars

And dies in cold legal courts

Our story is about a very different kind of love

A love filled with rainbows and dreams

lt's not a selfish kind of love

lt's not a messy kind of love

It's a love that will tickle and linger

The movie is about to start...

l'd often complain to Barfi.

That I didn't have a single good photograph of him.

But his answer was always the same.

I'll send you one before I die.

You can have that framed.

And true to his word...

Barfi fulfilled his last promise.

Since I was a child, my idea of love was...

to live together...

and die together.

Just like my grandparents.

l was ten, when my grandpa passed away.

And, a day later, my grandma also left us.

l yearned for that kind of love.

But Barfi was miles away in Darjeeling breathing his last.

I wasn't sure if l'd make it in time.

l had learned from Barfi...

that happiness is found in the little things.

Even a bowl of water is enough for ships to sail in.

And if you truly believe...

even paper birds can take flight.

Barfi always stayed happy.

And for some strange reason, unknowingly...

l always brought difficulties into his life.

But he never complained...

neither about me...

nor about the difficulties.

Barfi!

ln the name of the law...

l order you to stop!

You fools! What are you doing down there?

He's on the roof! Get up here now!

Barfi!

Move out ofthe way!

lnspector, there seems to be a mistake.

This isn't a mistake. And thank you very much, Mrs. Sengupta.

l wouldn't have caught him, if you hadn't filed a complaint.

Where are you taking him?

London!

Justjoking, Mrs. Sengupta. We're taking him to Darjeeling.

Let's go.

Ma'am, sir is on the line.

He's called twice before.

Why did the cops come home?

You didn't even bother informing me.

Hello!

Who is Barfi?

Who the hell is he to you?

We've never had cops in our house before...

Who is Barfi to me?

I had no answer to Ranjeet's question.

Shruti?

After six years of being married to Ranjeet, why was Barfi still important to me?

Please give this to Ranjeet.

That day, l broke all ties to help Barfi.

I guess, l could take such a drastic step only because...

l was still as deeply in love with Barfi...

as I was the first time I met him.

That was when my dad had to relocate to Darjeeling.

- Roll-up the window. You'll catch a cold.

- Who will believe she's getting married in three months?

108...

What is it?

Wait, let me check.

101-4, Government Bungalows, Hill Road?

- Hillcart Road... - Hillcart Road.

ldiot!

l don't want to talk about Barfi.

l've spent half my life running after him.

lf it weren't for Barfi...

l'd have retired as the Superintendent of Police.

But now, l sell Homeopathy pills.

Homeopathy!

That rascal Barfi!

Barfi spread love everywhere he went.

But never wanted anything in return.

No wonder he had so many well-wishers.

Barfi and l were childhood friends.

We had a lot offun.

He was hearing and speech impaired.

But that didn't stop him from being stubborn.

He had a problem, though.

He thought...

people would abandon him.

That's why he always put his cIose ones through a test.

His father lovingly named him...

Murphy, after the Murphy Radio Baby.

lf anyone asked him his name, he'd say...

Barfi!

Barfi.

You're wasting your time.

l am engaged.

Who sent this?

- Look l've put the clock back by 15 minutes

Assume that you and l never met.

And assume l never proposed to you.

- Assume you have made a new friend called Barfi.

- And assume this friend is helping you plan your wedding.

How sweet!

- And now that you've assumed all of this,

- why don't you give in with a smile and wave.

So cute!

l thought you told him you're engaged so that he wouldn't bother you.

He's very handsome.

l know.

All the girls at the university had a crush on him.

Love marriage?

What?

One fine day he walked into the library...

held my hand and asked me...

"Will you marry me?"

Then?

Then...

I never hid anything from my mother.

When I told her about Ranjeet...

she only had one question.

"What does his father do?"

After coming to Darjeeling, l don't know why...

I was happy to be away from Ranjeet.

Barfi came along like a gust of wind...

and in a blink, I was swept away from my ordinary life...

I didn't realise it.

Barfi showed me how to live.

How to be adventurous.

And the most important lesson l learned...

is that the biggest risk in life...

is never taking any risk at all.

Excuse me... lnspector Dutta?

You scoundrel!

Barfi the Great!

- You think you can run from lnspector Dutta?!

lnspector...

Sir, please wait...

Mrs. Sengupta...

from Calcutta!

Didn't take you long to get here!

Go on... beat him up.

lnspector, he can't talk.

Of course!

l know that.

We go back a long way.

l think there's been a mistake.

Don't you try to teach me.

There's been no mistake.

And if you want to help him...

find someone who can communicate with him!

Because if l file a case against him it will be all over for him.

But what has he done?

What has he done?

What has he done?!

Look at this...

my waist used to be 52 inches...

and now it's 42 inches!

And you ask me?

Come!

Come in.

Take a look...

Here's your Barfi!

What has he done?

He has robbed a bank, Mrs. Sengupta.

No, no, don't be surprised.

The story does not end here.

He kidnapped the granddaughter...

of the most respected man in Darjeeling!

Here...

This is...

Ms. Jhilmil Chatterjee.

Happy?

She was only six...

when Jhilmil's family left her at Muskaan.

Pure as can be...

and soft as a cloud.

Even back then Autism was considered a disease.

Her parents considered her an embarrassment.

l also heard that...

her mom tried to strangIe her under the influence of alcohol.

And that's when her granddad brought her to Muskaan.

Since then...

Muskaan was Jhilmil's home.

You think you'll be able to take care of her?

How will you look after her?

We have many servants.

Servants!