I know I don't look a day older than 35, but, well, I'm 40.
Almost can't believe it.
As a teenager, I used to think "naughty at 40" is the only way to be.
But I guess it's time to say goodbye to being naughty.
I'm a married man and soon to be father.
I'm managing my own college and the students too.
A younger me would never believe it.
Database has been compiled, sir. I just need to configure…
But there's one disadvantage of being a grown-up.
That you become an antihero in these kids' lives.
So work on that, but good work.
Ahuja, project status?
What is that? Yes? No? Maybe? Not interested?
Doesn't really matter, sir. It's not like I'm going to Technovate.
"Doesn't really matter," meaning?
You may not be going there but your work is.
Do you know how hard I had to fight
so kids like you can show your brilliance to the world?
And you're letting go of such an opportunity.
Ahuja! This is not gonna fly.
Get your act together,
and make sure you finish this goddamn project
before I leave for Mumbai.
Understood?
Yes, sir.
The other disadvantage of being a grown-up is that
there's minimal scope of making mistakes.
You have to just get it right.
No more silence! We want justice!
Bro! The girl that everyone's fighting for, where is she?
That's an excellent point. Why isn't the girl here?
- Is she falsely accusing him? - Why hasn't she come forward?
One minute. Why should she come forward?
I mean, all society has done is cast aspersions on her character.
The real question should be, where is that predator professor?
As progressive cishet males in a patriarchal society,
it is our duty to come forward and be the voice for oppressed sisters--
Bro, just call it like it is. "The girl was sweet, professor's a creep."
Bro, that's a great line.
The girl was sweet, professor is a creep!
Guys, guys, guys! Listen up. Listen up.
Until this "MeToo" Goswami doesn't resign, we won't move an inch.
We all will sit here in protest!
- No more silence! - We want justice!
No more silence, we want justice!
- No more silence, we want justice! - Anmol!
- No more silence, we want justice! - Anmol! Anmol!
No more silence, we want justice!
Listen, Celina…
We're both the same.
Xerox copy.
And I know… I know I'm acting like a fucking simp.
It's getting a bit extra.
But please don't let this affect our friendship.
You're not only my friend…
you're my only friend.
We're allies.
Shit!
Growing up is not optional.
We all have to change.
- Hello? Namaste, Aunty. - Rishi!
Namaste, Rishi.
Sorry, I keep calling you and disturbing you again and again.
- I'm so sorry. - No, no, Aunty. Please don't say that.
I'm free. Tell me.
No, Dimple hasn't been answering my calls or replying to my messages.
You know, she's completely disappeared after returning to Hyderabad.
Yes, Aunty. Actually, you know how focused and engrossed she is with her work, right?
- And there's a lot of work also right now. - Yes.
She's always been very focused.
Her father used to just hide her specs whenever he wanted her to take a break.
He knew her so well.
What his daughter needed,
when she needed it,
when she needed some explanation or some love, everything.
I just can't do it.
Dimple must be thinking her mother only calls
to give her some or the other bad piece of news.
Rishi, you may not be aware,
Dimple's father hadn't yet paid the fees
for the technology festival before he passed away.
And the life insurance company is also taking time for the final payout.
Don't worry about the fees and all, Aunty. We'll manage that.
No, no! Rishi, I haven't called to ask for any help.
I'm just worried all the time.
You know what?
When my daughter fights and argues with me,
I at least know she's all right.
But when she goes silent, then…
Aunty, you please don't worry about her.
She keeps fighting with me instead.
You please don't worry about it. She's absolutely fine. I promise. Really.
You take care of yourself.
Can someone please fix the horse's head, man?
Okay.
I need a stand-in. Where's Sai?
In Nandini Nahata's cage. Some stress at work, it seems.
Okay. Where's Aalif?
Aalif hasn't come since Monday.
Where are we going?
I just thought we should go out for a bit.
You know, we spend so much time at the campus.
A buffoon of a boyfriend is taking his brilliant girlfriend
to meet Gautam Buddha, the enlightened one.
Wow, I made my sugarplum smile! Yay!
I heard Sid sir is planning to pitch your chatbot at Technovate.
It's not fair.
When Dadu passed away,
Papa was 45 years old.
He knew how to handle it.
Why do I have to deal with this so soon?
Dimple, I know that…
You don't.
I never got to know or understand my papa really well.
I wanted to ask him so many things.
I wanted to ask him what did Dadi call him fondly as a child,
what was his first salary,
or which hill stations did he visit growing up, and which ones did he miss.
So that I could take him there in my car.
I always felt like there's a lot of time left.
Even when I went home this time…
right from the entrance,
I could see Papa's things everywhere.
Papa's specs,
his pen,
a half-solved Sudoku…
Papa was present in every single corner, but…
he was still not there anywhere.
And then,
make a hundred calls, so much paperwork, handle Mummy…
Two weeks went by in just the logistics.
It felt like…
…I couldn't even bid a final goodbye to my papa.
And now, when…
Now, when I laughed at that stupid joke of yours,
I hated myself.
Does that mean I'm ready to move on and forget my father?
No, of course not.
You can never forget your papa, Dimple.
Maybe at some point in time, you will get used to his absence,
without feeling guilty about it.
But this grief…
It's nothing but your love for him.
In school, we are all taught that every problem has a solution.
"Just think a little, and you'll definitely find one."
But growing up teaches you that some problems do not have a solution.
You have to carry them with you
forever.
Harsh called the other day
when he got to know about Papa.
I thought I should let you know.
Did you feel better after speaking to him?
So that's it then.
Come.
- Hurry up. - No!
Zeenat, relax.
What are you doing?
She's waiting at the door.
Chill, Zeenat. It'll all go smoothly.
Good evening.
What happened? Took you rather long to answer the door.
If she's a little baby, we'll convert this study into a cute little nursery.
Hmm.
And if she's a little older, then this room can become her play area.
Just move.
Is this child going to be a high jumper?
What is this?
Oh, the helmets and all? We'll get rid of all that, yeah.
And make a cupboard for the little one's clothes and toys.
Hmm. Not bad.
- So you are fond of riding bikes? - Yes.
So, uh… we're gonna sell the bike and buy a car.
And we'll also install a baby seat in the car.
But we… we can have the bike and the car, right, Zeenat?
Uh, you know, she loves biking.
You ride bikes?
- Uh-- - Oh, she's really good.
In fact, she'll teach the kid as well. Huh?
After 18, obviously.
Obviously! We'll definitely not do anything illegal with our child.
- No, I… I didn't mean that. - Uh…
Sorry, ya.
That inspector was such a tyrant, man. I think I got a little nervous.
Well,
you finally met someone who
managed to make you nervous.
By the way, Zeenat,
we still have time.
She was saying that it takes up to two years to find a child.
Hmm.
So can this baby fever take a break for some time?
I can understand.
All this is getting a little TM for you, right?
It's not like that, I mean.
So then, tell me what it's like.
I just feel that…
I won't be a good father.
Siddharth, now, it is impossible for me to believe that.
I mean,
just look at all of your students.
You take such good care of them.
But I've been failing at it.
I look at Dimple these days.
She's going through so much. She's really struggling.
You know, I lost my cool with her yesterday.
Zeenat…
what if I don't have that dad instinct?
If you did not have that instinct,
you wouldn't have been thinking about it till now, Siddharth.
You want to be a better man.
And for now,
it's all that matters.
Being a better version of yourself is a bare minimum.
But perfection… That's the job requirement of… fatherhood.
This Sid sir, I tell you!
He's absolutely right.
I'm just sitting in class like a zombie.
Everyone's moving on in life, and I'm just there.
Not to compare myself with you, but
I too want to be normal.
Just a normal boy.
Maybe I can't.
How does one switch off these feelings, ya?
Maybe not switch off, but we could escape?
You know?
Tech… It's my escape.
Don't let go of tech, Dimple.
That's the only place where you won't feel lonely.
I know I don't.
Hello, Daksh?
Beta, how are you?
I hope you're eating on time and sleeping on time.
I'm sure, you must be thinking that Mama's so annoying.
But then what can I do?
You live so far away from us.
I'll obviously be worried for you.
Listen…
I love the new DP on your phone.
Come on, tell me which friend of yours clicked it?
Why are you blaming him? You're both wasting time.
You're not bothered about the app. Just doing cartwheels.
Sir! Sir!
I have a new app idea.
Give me a bit. I'll show you the beta version soon.
Sure.
And Ahuja.
Sorry about last time.
- I shouldn't have yelled. - It's fine, sir.
At times, to start the car, you need to give it a little push.
Please don't cry, Khair.
I always want to be the man who made you smile.
My love is not a fleeting emotion.
It began with hope,
and it won't end, even after I'm gone.
Whoo!
Anuradha, this looks lovely.
Also, chemistry's great. Rishi, should I be worried?
What is this, ya, Dimple? Come for rehearsal at least!
Sorry, I actually came to tell you that I'm going to back out.
Wait! What?
Look, I'm anyway not some amazing actress. So just cast some good actor.
Anuradha.
- No! - Sorry!
Actually, I'm very busy with something.
- Hi! - Hello.
Busy with what?
My new app.
It's great. You'll love it. But I'll tell you about it when it's ready.
- I can't wait. - Me neither.
- Welcome back. - Thank you.
- I've missed you. - I know. I've missed you.
But, uh, this, uh… Isn't this looking a little too good?
Yes, yes, sir, I'm coming. Just two minutes!
I'm just walking to the gate.
You're glowing, and how?
- Football makes me happy. - Hmm.
Celina will make you happier.
- Check this out. - What's this?
Name and sex change documents.
RIP, Rithika. Hello, Rith!
Is there something more important happening?
I'm looking for a thief, na, who can rob a bank for me.
Name and sex change can be done,
but I want to apply for it only after I'm totally ready for the surgery.
And that requires a lot of money.
Yeah, well…
But, hey, thanks for the help.
And all of this is very complicated.
More important than money, I have to find a good doctor.
And it has to be a doctor who I can trust.
Hmm.
Shaz, you send the press release, and you're on tweets.
All right, um…
I've spoken to Nisha about it.
She needed some convincing. Uh…
- But she'll be there. - Perfect.
V, clearly this girl is not enjoying the attention.
She's quite hassled about all of this.
I think if the victim is saying it herself, we should consider--
Firstly, she's a survivor, not a victim.
Yeah, yeah, bro, Wokemon.
I called the survivor a victim by mistake.
I get it. I get it. It's okay. But my intention was right, no?
Oh, sorry.
So then it's all good, right?
Look, bro.
We're all here to support Nisha.
But for you, all this is a joke, right?
What is that? "The girl is sweet, the professor is a creep."
Do you really think that we all are here just to fool or faff around?
Look… buddy.
When you speak in this top-level English with its short forms,
and say "cis" and "het,"
it really makes no sense to the guy. Get it?
But that's exactly what they need to learn, right?
Listen, bro, we all know your history very well.
So I shouldn't really be surprised.
Once a troll, always a troll.
Please.
Okay.
Anmol, listen…
I'm sorry, guys. One second. I'll just be back.
Anmol.
Anmol!
This might be random woke shit for you,
but all of us are really trying to bring about a change.
Right.
You're sitting in a fancy restaurant doing social service.
The girl who's going through all this
doesn't have the system or you on her side.
If you don't want to support us, then don't.
But don't mock the ones who really wanna do something.
Everyone's been taunting me
about how my boyfriend just walked away from the protest.
It was so rude. All you had to do was sit.
That's exactly what I can't do, genius!
And who on earth asked you to sit on the ground, man?
And who's this "everyone" you're talking about?
That idiot Maddy?
That good-for-nothing, dumb-fuck, bloody asshole!
Jerking off to other people's misery!
He's calling me a troll?
If I start trolling him, he'll be shitting bricks,
I promise you that.
And you!
You can protest for everyone else.
You can't even stand up for me once?
And these… these "slacktivists" are more important, right?
Why the fuck did you have to tell him about my trolling?
Anmol, your history is a Google search away.
I didn't have to say anything to anyone.
And where's the lie in all this? Weren't you a troll?
- Didn't you verbally abuse girls then? - I used to.
And I'll always be ashamed of that.
You don't think I've grown?
Have you?
I really want to believe you. But the way you behaved today, I… I…
- I don't know. - You don't know?
So if you don't know, then why are you with me?
Then just leave me.
Why are you with me?
A… a disabled boyfriend gives you some woke currency, isn't it?
So you know what?
To hell with you!
And to hell with this fucking relationship!
I don't care about this. She doesn't know how to learn her lines.
- Okay, I'll catch up with you later. - Okay.
Avoiding me?
I'm eating a burger.
What the hell is happening, Aalif?
How can you just disappear in the middle of all the production work?
Friends don't do that.
Hmm. I just can't do it.
"Can't do it," meaning?
I had some other important work. And my studies were also getting affected.
So I just don't have the time for all this.
Okay.
Now, if you make such a face, my entire act will be ruined.
Anuradha, please understand. It's hard for me
to be around you 24/7, every day.
Being so close to you, yet so far away.
I may speak, but I'm still at a loss of words.
Uh…
I am your friend, I know.
But what do I do if I want to be more than just a friend?
I like you, Anuradha.
But "like" is too small a word.
Aalif,
I know… but…
♪ My heart is breaking ♪
♪ My heart is breaking… ♪
Uh…
I just… uh…
Shit!
Aloo!
What is this?
I told you, you have to follow your diet. Don't you want to impress the girl?
Why just give me false hope?
I was better off being friend zoned.
Your amazing superhit tricks don't work on people like me.
I'm Aloo, a potato.
You do it.
But you don't need to do anything.
You can impress any girl easily.
I don't want any diet.
Listen, Aalif…
Hey, ally!
Time to prove your allyship.
- Hello? - What?
I actually needed your help for Rith's transition surgery.
Your mom and dad must have some doctor contacts
who can give a special discount for the surgery and are trustworthy.
- Done! - Yeah?
Yeah. And you don't stress about all of that.
- Okay! - I'll butter up my parents.
Forget a discount. They'll do it for free.
- Okay. - Just tell me when you want to do it.
- Okay, okay. Thank you! Thank you so much. - You don't have to thank me.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
See?
I told you! I told you I knew a guy!
I love you.
Wait, wait, one minute.
You mean, like a friend, right?
Uh, I--
No, no, I mean, you just said you love her.
So, I'm assuming you mean you love her like a friend. Right?
Uh, Krish, I…
- I… - Celina?
- What, Krish? - What "what Krish"?
Because I like you, you thought, "Let's use this asshole"?
That's not fair, Krish!
You said it yourself.
- I'm your only friend. - Yes! And I meant that!
You played me.
No, let's be honest, Celina. That's what you've done.
And why am I surprised? No! Why am I surprised, Celina?
- You even betrayed your best friend, man! - Don't go there.
Why give a fuck about a fuck buddy?
- Listen carefully-- - You're crossing the line.
You stand right there! I don't raise my hands on women.
- No! - What?
- Watch your tone! - I'm being honest.
You don't have the right to talk to him like that.
- I really do--- - Who do you think you are?
I know who I am! Do you?
- Do you? - Enough.
Hell! She doesn't even know where she belongs.
No matter what you do, you'll never be a man.
- I'm really not. You've pushed it! - You've really pushed it!
- No! you're deluded! - You've been pushing…
What makes you think?
- Deluded! - Who the fuck is she!
Wow! Whoa!
Oh my God.
This, Rishi, is going to be the prime attraction of Betterverse.
Thanks, ma'am.
Uh, adventure rides, fun interactive games,
concert simulation. It's got everything.
When everyone experiences Carnival World at Technovate,
they won't know what hit them!
Good job, guys!
- Amazing! - That went well.
- Hey. - Hey!
How are you?
You… you look… good.
- Not flirting or anything. Just saying. - Wanna see something cool?
That depends. Does it involve a certain vintage iPod someone gave you?
Way cooler than that.
It's a surprise for everyone else, but I could use some feedback.
- Okay. - Okay!
Ready to get your mind blown?
Want to meet Papa?
You remember our app, right? Remembro?
Well, this is Remembro 2.0.
So basically,
when you lose someone you love, this app helps you talk to them.
And guess what? They can talk back. Like, they can reply.
And I've programmed it completely with, like, uh, Papa's voice.
So obviously, I'm going to call this chatbot "Dadbot."
And I've added Papa's voice notes in this,
his messages, texts, videos, every single thing that I had on me.
And
listen to this.
Hi, Papa. How are you?
Hello, beta. Papa is absolutely fine.
- How are your studies going? - Right?
Isn't it amazing?
Obviously, right now,
we just have voice calls.
- But I'm gonna put video calls also. - Dimple, are you sure this is healthy?
Papa, I miss you!
Oh, I'm right here.
Want to listen to your favorite song?
Clearly a work in progress. But say. What do you think?
I think it's quite cool.
I still haven't shown it to Sid sir. Uh, some work needs to be done.
But I think in a week, I should have a better model to show sir.
- Hello? - Hey, man. It's me, Harsh.
Hi, Harsh.
- How are you? - Good.
Uh, I'm good. How… how are you?
Not too bad.
Right.
- Um… - Harsh, I actually wanted to thank you.
Thank you for checking up on Dimple.
In fact, I was thinking of messaging you and updating you
that she's, uh… she's better. She's a lot better, actually.
Uh, right!
Um, about that,
while it might seem like Dimple's doing better,
but between you and me,
she really isn't.
You should know that.
What are you… You can't quit, Rishi!
Everyone's quitting, and the play is just two weeks away!
I know.
I'm sorry, Anuradha, but I'll have to.
Had I not been so distracted with this play and rehearsals,
and then with Betterverse,
I would've known that something's not right with Dimple.
I was so confident that I know my Dimple.
But today someone else told me what she's going through.
So Sid sir! Tell me, how is my daughter doing?
You can let me know if you have any complaints.
Papa, Sid sir has no complaints at all.
- Hmm. - Cool, no?
Is the idea cool?
Very.
Is it good for you?
I don't think so.
Ahuja, sit.
Today I'm going to share something really personal with you.
I was also very young when I lost my father.
In fact, I have now lived a year longer than him.
It's rather weird, man…
to be older than your own parent.
You know, my dad had a… pair of slippers.
They were worn out, but he used to wear them all the time.
They were comfortable.
The slippers had imprints of his feet as well.
When he passed away…
I couldn't get rid of the slippers.
Because I thought he's gonna come back,
and he may need his favorite, comfortable slippers, no?
I held on to them for a very long time.
I really believed
that he was gonna come back.
Sir, but why are you telling me all this?
Ahuja, you're not waiting for your dad to come back.
You've brought him back.
And I'm just worried that you may start thinking that he's back for real.
Your dad's not coming back.
You have to accept it and move on.
But I am moving on, sir!
I've been trying for so many months.
Nothing was working. I was exhausted.
Everyone wants to help me get better, but no one knows how. But this helps!
This makes me a little less sad.
So instead of this lecture, why can't you just be happy for me?
There's another disadvantage to growing up.
Death.
How can one promise a child
that I'll always be there to take good care of you?
What if I can't protect her from this pain?
I called Aunty here.
I was worried, Dimple.
Can everybody just stop worrying? I don't need anyone, okay?
But I need you, Dimple.
Come.
You know, I still end up making one extra cup of tea every day.
I still don't know how to cook food for just one person.
If I spot a cockroach in the bathroom, I still call out to her papa for help.
But now I don't get any reply from him, beta.
No computer can fill the vacuum that your papa has left.
Now we have to be there for each other.
We have to be each other's support system.
Rishi.
Yeah, Aunty?
You two really love each other, don't you?
Then please get married.
- Aunty, what are you-- - Rishi…
I know it well that you really love my daughter.
And that you take good care of her, understand her.
Rishi, you're a lovely boy.
But after Dimple's dad's passing away, I just keep thinking,
"What if something happens to me now?"
Mummy!
I'll just be at peace.
Aunty, I can understand.
But marriage is not the solution to this.
And as far as taking care of Dimple is concerned, I'll always be there.
- I'm not going anywhere. - I know!
Maybe you two are still not ready to get married.
Maybe I'm asking for a little too much.
But life is very unpredictable.
Aunty, why are you saying that?
Rishi, even you know it well
that in life, a new chapter can begin only and only when you end an old one.
Get married whenever you are ready.
Just get engaged now.
We need this support, Rishi.
I always thought that I had everything under control.
That there's still time before being a grown-up.
What's your name? Sakshi? Or Rashi?
But now I realize maybe I was wrong.
I'm supposed to grow up right away.
♪ Maybe I'm not what you wanted ♪
♪ And it's just too late to try ♪
♪ To listen to all these stresses ♪
♪ I could leave it I could leave it all behind… ♪
But am I even ready for it?
Siddharth!
I just got a call from the agency. They are saying just two months.
Or am I forcing myself to get ready for everything?
In just two months, we're gonna become parents, Siddharth!
Am I doing all this for myself, or for and because of others?
I don't have all the answers yet.
♪ Can you hear me ♪
♪ Or are you miles away… ♪
But I've finally understood one important thing.
That I need some more time.
But I guess I'm out of time.
I have come too far.
- And it's too late now. - ♪ Could you save us from a calamity? ♪
♪ I called out, it's just an echo ♪
♪ You put up too many walls ♪
♪ And I don't know What we're fighting for ♪
♪ But I can't see me In your eyes anymore ♪
♪ Maybe now We're getting used to darkness ♪
♪ We look so much better in the light ♪
♪ Can you hear me? ♪
♪ Or are you miles away? ♪
♪ Can you see me ♪
♪ When you're near me? ♪
♪ Can you hear me? ♪
♪ Or are we just castaway? ♪
♪ Can you heal me? Can you feel me? ♪
♪ Could you save us from a calamity? ♪