Baar Baar Dekho (बार बार देखो)

Hail Hanuman, ocean of wisdom, who is well known in all the three worlds.

Congratulations, it's a boy.

Congratulations, it's a girl.

The melody which flows out From the soul gives a hint

Some of my vagrant secrets Some of your vagrant secrets

Are we lost?

This world of colors

Are we lost?

This world of colors

The roads are winding

And the buildings magical

We both are here

On the sleepy unknown streets

On the backs of stars

We dance and we fly

Are we lost?

This world of colors

The breaths have slept

My story feels empty

Not afraid if we slip

No need to stop now

The melody which flows out From the soul gives a hint

Some of my vagrant secrets Some of your vagrant secrets

Are we lost?

This world of colors

Are we lost?

This world of colors

The roads are winding The buildings are magical

We both are here

On the sleepy unknown streets

On the backs of stars

We dance and we fly

The paper curtains and doors are locked

The drowning verbose dreams

Are we lost?

This world of colors

Are we lost?

This world of colors

The roads are winding The buildings are magical

We both are here

On the sleepy unknown streets

On the backs of stars

We dance and we fly

If A is greater than zero,

and Y is greater than or equal to K,

then K is the lowest point.

And if A is lesser than zero then Y is lesser than

or equal to K, that means K is the highest point.

My guru, Dr. Ramamurthy is of the opinion that the language is different now,

for instance, instead of anti-derivatives, we say potential functions.

instead of derivatives, we say divergence,

and KerL--

All right, that's it for today.

But, sir, can you give one more example, please?

Yes, of course. Just...

Exciting, isn't it?

Yes, sir!

Okay, see you guys tomorrow.

Shit!

Miss Kapoor,

India Today has called you an emerging voice in modern art.

Any comments?

You know,

when people don't understand something, they call it "Modern Art."

Actually, this series is modern,

but the inspiration is ancient.

I got this idea two years ago--

Sorry.

Actually, someone asked me a question on divergence at the end of the class--

Two hours? Two hours?

Actually, two and half.

I'm sorry.

I had an opening, buddy.

Sorry, DK.

Whoever calls his girlfriend "DK"?

It sounds like a name of a villain.

Your name is Diya Kapoor, hence DK, lovingly...

Sorry.

Stupid.

This stupid is feeling hungry. Should we order something?

Butter chicken, butter bread, butter cottage cheese.

-Thank you. -Extra butter.

You know, we're like an old married couple.

Yeah, exactly.

Which is why I was thinking...

about our life.

So, imagine this...

One day, you

will be a brilliant professor.

And I... a world famous artist.

And we'll have a beautiful house.

And babies too.

I was thinking...

two, or may be three, who will take after me.

And we'll be so happy that

you'll say every evening...

"I love my life.

And...

I love my...

wife."

So, basically,

all I'm trying to say is...

Will you marry me?

Take your time.

Tell me tomorrow.

Or maybe next week.

But 21.73 percent marriages end in divorce.

Yeah, but...

We can be the 80 percent, right?

78.27.

What?

Will something change?

Did you say we're already like an old married couple.

What can change?

Hanumanji... You pray?

-Daily. -Good.

You must.

Both Hanumanji and I have taken good care of Diya.

And after these many years, it's my turn.

Really?

How?

What have you in mind to keep Diya happy?

You know Uncle, I'm a professor with a secure job.

Recently I've submitted a paper in Cambridge.

-Cambridge? -Yeah.

Son, forget about England.

I've been there and done that. What's there?

Obviously, there was Annie, whom I brought along.

-But Uncle, for my work-- -No, son, no.

It's not the question of your life alone.

You need to think about Diya too.

Think about it, Diya has a British passport.

She could've gone if she wanted.

She didn't, why?

-Why? -It's damn cold out there.

It's raining all the time for no good reason.

And population is so less that

you feel terribly lonely.

And here, it's people everywhere.

Hustle and bustle.

That's why, Diya will stay here.

This means you will also have to settle here.

-I beg your pardon. -It's done, settled.

Oh, come on, let's shake hands at least.

Welcome to the family, my son.

Uncle--

You've been calling me Uncle for many years now.

From now on, it's Papa.

Okay, Uncle... Papa.

Papa

Should I share some good news?

I've planned snow for the wedding.

Snowfall in Delhi. It's a theme, son.

But Diya was saying that it'll be a small, unassuming ceremony.

Yes, absolutely, only close family and friends.

Only nearest and dearest.

And... snow.

It's marriage time.

Aunty, it's a happy time.

Please, say something to the camera.

-Now? -Yes.

So, I always wanted a daughter after Jai came along.

Instead, I had Tarun and he looked cute in a frock for only a few years.

-Mom, stop it. -So, anyways...

then I had to make do with boys.

But Diya, you are my daughter, not a daughter-in-law.

The one I always wanted.

-Mr. Kapoor, look this side. -Oh, crap.

Anne, yes.

Hello, I'm Vinod Kapoor, Chairman of Everclear Industries.

-She's my dear wife, Annie. -Anne.

Camera's rolling, say something.

I just wanna thank India for giving us

Yoga, Golgappas and Jai.

Why can't we run away and marry. I can use this money for Vedic Maths Research.

Happy couple, say to camera.

When he was studying mathematics,

I was cracking the formula of spending entire life with him.

And now that I've found the answer

I'm finding it hard to believe it.

What's happening? Stop it, man.

Kishore, no cheap whiskey for Mr. son-in-law. Only Blue Label.

-Yes, drink up. -Yeah.

Bottom's up, my son. You're my son-in-law, damn it.

See.

Damn, what happened?

-I'll call mom. -Wait a minute.

Diya.

Don't look so sad.

Your dad handed me a rice grain.

Baby, can't believe it.

-Dad had got it made in Germany. -Germany?

Entire Hanuman Chalisa is written over it.

Papa loves it.

Keep it safe. Tomorrow, we'll put it in a locker.

-Okay. -Okay?

How handsome he is.

May the evil eye stay away.

Take it easy, Mister. Mother, why is everyone going bonkers over the marriage?

I don't wanna do all this.