Yes, straight. Drive straight ahead.
The third hostel on the right.
Yes, It's still ahead.
How much? Rupees 850?
I'll pay online.
Hey, this Nabomita is single, right?
You're late, Teja.
The princess found her frog prince last farewell.
Oh! Must be that Ankit.
But he must have gotten dumped too, right?
See, Mr. Bansal, men are like ants.
The moment they see sugar, they just want to...
Teja! What is this?
Fine. I know she's like your sister.
Just wait till I get a job.
Then I'll be the Gulab Jamun and all the girls will swoon over me.
I'll draw such an amazing CTC that will make all the girls go gaga.
I pray I get a PPO job offer at my current internship.
Bless me, O' Lord Venkateshwara! Govinda! Govinda!
Yes, praise be to the Lord.
You know, even my internship went quite well.
The HOD who signed my certificate
gave me a hint of a PPO job offer as well.
I wonder what will happen. Let's see. Fingers crossed.
Is this a threat, Mr. Bansal?
If yes, then it's on.
Hey, what is this queue for?
Final year?
Yes, final year, Computer Science, Academic award winner.
When did you win the Oscar?
Not Academy, Academic award.
Whatever. Get in that line for your room allotment.
Room allotment?
I've had the same room for three years, D-69 with Rupesh Bhati.
Where Jatin Kishor and Ankit Pandey dry their underwear shamelessly.
That reminds me. Give me a complaint form.
As per the student body and admin's decision, you'll get a single room.
Single room? Why?
For our privacy.
If you have privacy, you'll be able to study without any disturbance.
What you call disturbance is in fact, hostel life.
You're just our placement co-coordinator, not our mom.
Absolutely right, Jhantoo.
Who cares what kind of room we get?
We spend most of our time in each other's rooms anyway.
Be it Mirzapur or its hot scenes, we've seen it all together.
Please get serious, guys.
Except for you two and Ankit, everybody else has got their certificates.
Hey, hadn't I told you to make mine and send it to her?
It asks for the CAPTCHA code at the end which I'm not able to crack.
-Since one and a half months? -It's tough, dear.
Bro, are you a robot or what?
What the hell, guys? You guys are in the final year now.
Look, the deadline is close. Send me your certificates or you won't get JAF.
So what? We'll go and get him.
-Who's this snobbish guy anyway? -Which wing does he stay in?
Job Announcement Form, JAF.
Oh, man.
You know what, guys? I'm heading to some meetings.
If you see Ankit, tell him to call me.
Don't stress. Bye.
Bye, sister.
-She's in post break-up trauma. -Truly spoken.
She's right. Who's going to get you placements if not for Chirag?
Madam, this is our last year in the hostel. So just let us enjoy.
And anyway, back home, we don't get hired for jobs.
-Rather, we hire people for jobs. -I see.
Darling, you're forgetting that you're talking to G.S.H.A. from H-3.
When they see that written on my CV, the kind of package I'll draw,
even you'll end up proposing to me.
Where are you lost, my dear?
Don't get too serious. I was just joking.
You look a bit slim.
Yeah. It's my post-workout glow. I have a chiselled jawline too now.
-Hey, how are you? -I'm good.
Come, my sweetheart.
-How are you, bro? -All good.
-And you? That's great. -Superb.
-You're going to draw the highest package in H-3. -Come on, man.
Our boy will be on the front page of newspapers.
Bro, companies will chase after him.
I'm telling you. They'll even bid for your salary.
Guys, what's going on? Why are they giving separate rooms to us?
It's our last year. Let's all stay together.
Bro, even a bank FD matures in three years. What about you?
Why are you sulking so much? We're all in the same wing.
You better get used to living alone. You aren't luring girls anyway.
Right, Nabo?
But you should also ask Ankit once.
He has opened up his personal bar in one corner of the room.
How come? Wasn't he supposed to come back from home next week?
He never went home.
He stayed in the hostel and kept drowning in alcohol.
He became a forsaken lover himself and made me his sidekick.
Our poor boy is ruined in love.
Man. I guess his break up with Akanksha hit him very hard.
-Yes. -That's true.
Guys, relationships are tricky for sure.
-But they're sweet too. -And scary as well.
There's love ahead of fear.
-No. That's victory ahead of fear. -But love...
Why don't you two just kiss? Go on. What's going on here?
I was just telling her.
But this was bound to happen to Ankit.
There's something called a reality check.
Besides wooing a girl, what else has this guy succeeded at? Tell me.
Hey, guys. Excuse me.
What the fuck? This is so fucking wrong.
Ignore us. Shall I make a Patiala peg for you, Mr. Romeo?
Hey, Ankit.
Bro, are you alright?
Why?
What's with this haggard look? Is it the break up?
Come on, man. Akanksha and I mutually broke up.
My friend, only funds are mutual. It's the girl who always breaks up.
Akanksha has asked you to give her a call.
See that?
We're just friends, guys.
Both of us mutually decided to end our relationship.
But the whole world seems to be after us.
I am single. Akanksha is single. What's the problem then?
Really? Is Akanksha back to being single?
-Ankit. -You.
-Want to woo her now? -No. I was just...
-You're here to study, aren't you? -Yes.
-Then don't you want to study? -I do.
I'll go back to studying.
Bloody idiot.
-What are you doing, dude? -It's okay. Come. Sit.
Go to your class, dude. Sit.
Relax. That boy was harmless.
Yes. So, what was I saying?
This is life, guys. We're all good.
-Hey, Chirag. When did you come? -What?
-Now. Just now. -Now.
Did he lose weight? I didn't see him.
Great. That's great.
He grabbed my collar for such a petty reason.
-Why did you have to poke him? -It wasn't my mistake.
He has just gotten used to fucking with people.
Don't be a fucking moron. Just take it easy.
This poor guy is also a victim of the single couple's arrogance.
You know why the singles are such a snob? Because it's their final year.
Just wait for some days. Companies from all over will come
and buy this arrogance of theirs for scraps.
What is it that they get in the final year?
Yes. A reality check. That's what they get.
Actually, single rooms are given to singles so that they study well.
But they do everything else in there other than studying.
Let them enjoy.
Who knows it maybe for the last time.
Here it is.
Sorry. I got hungry while waiting.
See you at 12.
Oh.
You should have looked for me on your 12. I was right at the back.
Oh, 12 meaning behind? I thought 12 on the watch.
That was very well coded.
Thanks.
-So? -So.
Well, you know,
last year, at the farewell,
you... I mean, we kissed.
I was thinking that may be we should...
Kiss again twice everyday?
I mean to say, see,
it's the placement season. We'll have to study really hard.
And amidst all this stress and pressure, I'll need to relax too.
I mean, we'll need to.
So, you see, for health reasons,
twice a day, we can.
So, you want to get serious too, right?
-Of course! -Silence!
-Sorry. -Sorry.
Of course, I want to.
This year, I want to do all that Ankit and Akanksha have done.
Except for the break up.
-We'll go on dates. -To restaurants.
-We'll get a heart made on coffee. -A real heart diagram too.
We'll go on evening walks,
have ice cream.
-The saffron flavoured. -My favourite.
Now, it's our favourite.
But we'll also study.
And not just stay cooped up in the room all the time making out.
Of course, dear. It's our last year. We ought to study.
-For the placements. -And everybody's got a single room.
So, obviously, everybody's expected to only study.
One single room is available. Rupees 500 per hour!
With 4K, HD quality, 5D, 6D. No.
7D, and with Surround Sound quality.
You and the speakers will both go kaboom.
From Sexy Suzie to Hot Hanna, watch it all, guys.
Rupees 500 per hour on all weekdays, Monday to Friday.
Fixed-rate. No negotiation.
-Yes, bro. Tell me. -Sir, we have classes on weekdays.
Anything possible on weekends?
On the weekend, Mr. Jhantoo will use his single room for himself.
Do you understand, my boy?
Sir, can I get my girl here?
Fucking hell. You have a girlfriend?
-Really? -Yeah.
Rupees 10,000 in that case.
But I only have rupees 520.
That's cool.
In future, connect with him. He'll take care of your entry.
And he'll also drop your girl back to the girls hostel safely.
No cameras inside, right?
Who cares, dude? We all have our own secrets.
Come on. Move it. Yes. Who's next?
Pour me one more.
That's enough, bro.
Your girl has already moved on, man.
Enjoy your single room while you have it.
And my attendance is damn poor. So, let me go to class.
You're bugging me again.
Rakhi, I'm telling you. I'm fine.
Stop worrying. Don't you dare touch it!
It's very expensive, you know. That's why.
-Where are you off to? -To turn off the light in my room.
Listen, Rakhi. I'm alright, dude.
Chari sir, hi. Ravi Teja here.
Yes, T. Ravi. Roll no. 60. The same guy, sir.
Sir, Ranganathan sir told me that I'd get an update on the PPO.
I need it very badly, sir, because my mother has arthritis.
Oh, arthritis is treatable?
But I'd still need money for the treatment.
So, if you have an update, please let me know, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Peddanti sir, Chari sir told me I'd get an update from Ranganathan sir.
My mother has diabetes, sir.
Hey, you midget. Revive it, you dumbass!
-Hey, peewee! -What are you doing, man?
-I'm on it, man! -Revive it, you asshole!
What the fucking hell!
I'm dead, man! Motherfucker!
What the hell is going on in this room?
Is this what you call a hostel life?
Are your parents spending their money for this?
Sorry, Rupesh. We'll go and study. Let's go, guys. Please come in.
Fuck your studies! Where is your teamwork?
We've been losing to hostel no. 2 for the past six rounds now.
First, hear the enemy's footsteps. Then follow his footsteps.
And swing that hand-shot at him.
-Understood? -Yes, bro.
And until we don't win...
We won't leave this room!
Until we don't win...
-We won't leave this room! -We won't leave this room!
Until we don't win...
-We won't leave this room! -We won't leave this room!
Add me as well.
Nabo, we'll have to step out of the room today. Okay?
Definitely.
And tomorrow, we'll go for a walk.
And the day after?
The day after, we'll go on a date.
What's up?
-Prerna. -Yes.
Did you look at the student profiles and stats?
As per this data, only 61% of students will get a sure shot placement.
What about the rest?
There's always a fluctuation of 5% in that.
Look at this. Raghav Subbu.
His average CGPA in the sixth semester is 3.8.
5% will make no difference to him.
He won't make it.
Then he should have studied hard and not wasted time sending DMs.
We'll have to jolt them up.
They must be good at something.
They need proper guidance and a support system. And that's us.
Akanksha, it's just the first week. And you're getting very emotional.
Pardon my language but they're all douchebags.
They loaf around in the hostel for 4 years and regret it in the end.
Trust me. They are a lost cause.
The management has even given them a single room now.
But you think they'd even bother to open their books?
I'll get going. I've to prepare the schedule for the mock interviews.
What about you? Aren't you going to leave?
Bye.
Way to go, baby!
Jhantoo, send me rupees 2,000 online.
-Jhantoo. -What?
-Send me rupees 2,000, man. -How about 5,000 instead?
Bloody drunkard. Go and take money from Akanksha for your alcohol.
Transfer rupees 2,000 right now!
I only have 500 now, sir.
-520. -Okay.
Why did you pause it, guys? Keep watching.
Look, my friend from H-1, this is H-3.
Our hostel. Do you like it?
Let's go and study in my room. No hanky-panky.
Are you guys watching a movie in my room?
Me and my friend from H-1 were here to study.
Carry on.
No room's vacant.
Isn't this ridiculous? Indecency has crossed all limits here.
There's a very fine line between using and misusing a room, you see.
And these scumbags are sitting on that fine line and chilling out.
They think their dad is some rich businessman
who'll pass on the business to them while sipping champagne.
Ridiculous, right? How can they do something
they've never done till now nor will they do it in future?
What do to? Such are times.
Neither do they harbour regret nor they do grab opportunities.
Let them keep loafing around.
They are in for a very tough climax.
Stay tuned. They still have a long way to go.
Hey Santosh bro, today's food is awesome.
Hey. What are you saying?
I thought about it a lot. Looking at the size, I think it's Rakhi's.
No. Is the size M or L? Either one is not Rakhi's size.
Those guys you rented your room out to, it must be one of theirs.
Nobody went into my room yesterday except me.
I'm telling you, guys. It's mine. Why don't you believe me?
Stop lying.
What an awesome black coffee, man.
What happened? Did someone lose their T-shirt?
Bro, last night, a condom was found in Jhantoo's room.
-That too a used one. -What?
Yes, bro. I'm saying it's mine. But they're not believing me.
I didn't tell you because word gets out fast.
The condom that has been found in the room last night which was big
-is mine! -Of course, it's yours.
-Yes, it's mine. -Obviously.
Yes, it is.
What happened, guys?
A shit show of lust took place in Jhantoo's room.
Just a second. Ankit.
You took rupees 500 from him last night, right?
Then tell us honestly. Which hooker did you sleep with last night?
Jaat! Mind your tongue!
I just said 'hooker'. Or else what came to my mouth was...
-Hey, control! -Hey!
I mean, Jaat, you can't assassinate someone's character like this.
Yes, you can't.
-It's wrong. -It's okay. I have a doctor friend.
We can tell him to run a DNA test on it.
Whoa!
Are you crazy? This isn't that big a deal.
Exactly. Believe me. It's mine.
-That's what a single room is meant for. -Yes.
-Correct.
I'll tell you what a single room is meant for.
For renting it out, turning it into a gaming parlour, to get drunk.
You must have been studying I'm sure.
Have you both no shame at all?
I kept saying that the 12th is the last date to submit your certificates.
But to no avail. It's the 15th today.
You could have at least submitted a fake one, guys.
Have you seen your CGPA?
I can't even round it off. It's that bad.
You guys even exited the placement group. Nobody replies to emails.
Wait till you get rejected even before the interviews.
Fine. We'll get serious. You already got us thinking.
Life is anyway going to be serious once we get out of here.
So, whatever little time is left, allow us to chill, please.
Everybody here is worried about their placement.
So, we'll deal with it when the time comes.
We'll all get placed or we'll all go down together.
Think of us as Ankit and leave us.
Jaat, come on.
Stop it.
-Go to hell, guys. -Akku.
What?
We must find out whose condom it is.
Guys, just out of curiosity, this is unrelated though,
did you find anything else as well?
We can look for it together if you'd like.
No. That can't be. Not possible.
Of course not. There can't be anything else.
This tea is so horrible that it can give you fucking cancer.
I'll teach him how to make tea.
It's that Akanksha who spoiled our evening tea.
All she ever does is rant about studies.
-We got too friendly with her too soon. -You're right.
Mutton! There's mutton at the mess today!
-Unlimited rice. Unlimited rotis. -Bro, what's in veg?
-Kept aside some gravy for you. -Woo-hoo! Gravy for us!
-Yay! Let's go! -Yoo-hoo, gravy!
Oh, man! It's the wok mutton curry.
-Looks so heavenly, man! -Only the gravy for me.
-Give me if you don't want it. -No. I like it.
I don't even remember when I smelt its aroma last.
Badri had made it last time. Pradeep, give me a Nalli, please.
-Thank you. -Just look at this slender rice!
This is not the ration rice.
Yes, bro.
It's awesome.
But whose birthday is it today?
-Didn't hear anyone cheer at night. -I've no idea.
Enemies and their friends which also means enemies.
-Today's treat is on me. -Really?
Wow, Teja! You're amazing, bro! You've treated us to mutton.
It's mind-blowingly delicious. I mean, it's perfectly cooked.
It's great. The gravy's too good.
Relish it, guys. I got it specially made. I've got a PPO, you see.
A Pre-Placement Offer.
From the same company I did my internship at.
I got placed before all you losers.
Enjoy. Enjoy it to your heart's content.
Forget the food, guys. Teja has got a job.
Let's give him bumps.
Bumps are given on birthdays.
He's got a job. Let's pull out our belts for him.
Easy, easy. Take it easy. Wait. I'll give you mine.
Here you go. Spank me as much as you want. But remember one thing.
Starting tomorrow, till the final year ends, I'll screw you all over.
Don't feel like eating anymore, Jhantoo.
I'm done too.
Let's go. Even the rice is a bit undercooked.
-Want something? -No, bro.
-Want some rotis? -Everything was great. Loved it.
-Congrats. -Thank you.
Did you really get the job, Teja?
Yes.
-Nice. -Thank you.
Some more rotis left, right?
Congrats, Teja.
I had told you, Bansal.
It is on.
There's dessert too. Do have some.
In school, when told to keep pin-drop silence, they'd find it funny.
But today, they're experiencing it in the true sense.
For silence is not outside, it's within. The pin-drop silence.
Every year, when the first girl or boy secures a job offer,
no matter how happy everyone is on the outside for that person,
on the inside, the 'Error 404: Not found' message pops up.
They're blank.
They relish a chicken breast but it's their hearts that get heavy.
The pressure that they all keep talking about for years
becomes immeasurable at such times.
You know why? Because of time.
There's no time, my friend. There's absolutely no time left to waste.
There's no time left to do all that they always wanted to.
It's time for each one to look out for themselves.
Nabo, let's not meet tonight. Want to study alone. See you tomorrow.
It's time to rectify mistakes.
It's time to introspect.
This is what a single room is meant for.
It is this year that'll decide the future course of their life.
-Guys, send your documents to Akku. -Was the 14th the final date?
This year will remind them to mend their ways for it's the final year. s.