Love Mocktail 3 (2026) Movie Script

Adi.
-Hmm?
Look over there.
Isnt that cute?
[CHUCKLES] cute, eh?
You call that cute?
Is that any way
to raise a child?
If our kid ever pulled
a stunt like that...
Id leave them right
there in the restaurant.
Anyway, what were
you like at that age?
At that age?
Hmm...
As during the rainy season,
Hm.
Id run to my friends
just to offer a handshake.
The second they saw
me coming, theyd run away.
Shall I answer that?
Youd finish your pee and
give handshake without washing up.
Oh, come on. I
wasnt that filthy.
You know those tiny frogs
that come out in the rainy season...
Id catch them up...
and squeeze those in my
friends palm during handshake,
Ugh!
Disgusting!
Want some soup?
Frog soup.
Gross! Adi, youre worse
than those kids.
That was just the trailer.
Theres more. Do you want to hear?
No.
No, listen. This part
is actually interesting.
We boys would drink as much water as we
could just to see who could aim the farthest.
What?!
That is foul.
Look, Nidhima.
Kids should be kids,
no matter the age.
They should be playing in the
dirt, spray ink over the teachers.
Should eat chocolates
by stealing money from home.
Thats how life should be.
-Adi, enough.
I know exactly how
to raise my child.
So you stay out of it.
Nidhima, just watch.
My child is going
to be exactly like me.
[LOVE MOCKTAIL 3]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hi Viju.
Hey! Joo madam,
what a surprise?!
You...
You actually came?
Im not here uninvited.
Sushma had called.
I didn't mean it like that.
Why you're alone.
Wheres your husband?
He said hed come.
But I told him not to.
Why?
Last time he came, you dragged
our family name through the dirt.
If I had brought
him this time...
You'd have divorced us right
here at Sushmas baby shower.
Hey, I was just joking.
Your jokes are always a hit.
Anyway, wheres Adi?
So, how do you like the place?
How's the decor?
It's a nice place! The decor is amazing.
Thank you, maam!
Its a western-boho, eucalyptus-themed,
gender-neutral, conscious baby shower, ma'am.
Thats exactly how she threw fancy
English at me and billed me two lakhs.
Sir!
Hes just joking.
I thought wed keep it
traditional with Saris' and flowers.
Instead with showing off in
frocks and "Mom to be", my foot!
Thats the trend now, Viju.
We have to keep up the trend.
-Yes, sir.
All these years,
girls chased lads with money.
Now you chase trends?
I didn't mean you.
-So you meant me?!
Not to you either.
Just a general observation.
Take it as a joke.
Fine.
Look, the anchor is here.
It's...
Hey, Anchor!
Come over here.
Coming, sir.
She charges twenty-five
thousand an hour.
Look at her face.
Sir, thats Sia.
-So what?
Thats my sister, sir.
Oh! Just look at her face.
I meant to say that shes so cute.
Come here, cutie.
Ms. Cutie.
So, how did you
plan Sushmas intro?
Shall I tell you, sir?
-Thats why I called you.
Tell us.
-[CLEARS THROAT]
The moment weve all been
waiting for is finally here...
Lets all put our
hands together...
To welcome the most
beautiful, elegant, radiant,
loving... gorgeous...
-Mia!
Not Mia, sir.
Sia.
Just because I am paying you.
How much will you lie?
These sisters toss
english words and emptied my pockets.
Maam, hes just joking, right?
Yes.
Sia, sir is joking.
Viju, wheres Adi?
-Okay.
Look there!
Here comes another one.
Charges a lakh an hour
just to snap some photos.
Hey, Antu.
Get over here.
He's not Antu, sir.
He's Anto.
Did you call him?
No, sir.
He called us.
Oh, hes incredibly famous.
Yeah.
But he's very expensive.
-Hmm.
Yes sir, I am very expensive.
But since your wife requested...
Ill give you a discount.
Just because you're discounting
the price, don't discount the work.
What?
-Anto.
[IN UNISON] Sir is joking.
Oh!
So, how have you
planned Sushmas entry?
Simple, sir. Very simple.
Madam enters from over there.
First, I'll focus on her leg.
-Ooh!
Then the camera slowly
pans up to her face.
Wow!
Blast from the left, blast
from the right... BOOM!
And then?
Then...
From the middle of the blast,
madam enters.
Wow!
Anyway, where
are the blast cones?
The blast cones...
Ladies, head over there.
Sir!
Where are you?
Fifteen minutes away.
Hurry up.
Sir, madam is insisting
on the blast entry.
Otherwise, she wont come out.
It's true, sir.
Are you guys still here,
get out(!)
Blast will come, don't worry.
Ok, sir.
Hey! Wheres Adi?
The women have learned the art
of showing off from these buggers.
Blasts? My foot.
He hasnt come yet, Sihi akka.
The one you're looking for.
Im not looking for anyone.
Just check if the
cupcakes were delivered.
Oh, Joo!
Hi, Joo.
How are you?
Good! And you are?
I'm Sihi, Vijus cousin.
Okay.
-You dont know me...
But I know you very well.
So far, you were asking
about someone, right?
Shes the president
of his fan club.
Vijuanna, why are you
dwelling in the past?
Was there a story too?
A story you ask!
Why ask about her story?
Vijuanna, who is that?
Junkie, the broker.
no, no. Shes a matchmaker.
I'll be right back.
Ms. Junkie.
Good god.
What is this?
Youre diverse then, weren't you?
-It's divorce.
I plan weddings
for everyone else...
Can't I look for a
groom for myself?
Great.
Come on, carefully.
Its been years
since we last met.
Back then you were like a flower.
And now?
Now youre like a lotus.
My husbands love made me bloom.
Since I got pregnant,
hes cherished me.
I wanted to care for my wife
like that when she was pregnant.
What happened?
The moment she conceived, she
moved back to her mothers house.
I never got the chance.
What can I do?
Still, the decorations
are lovely.
Maam...
Its a western-boho,
eucalyptus-themed, gender-neutral...
You're still here? Go over there.
-Sir!
Who's she?
-Forget about her, come.
Slowly.
Hi Joo, how are you?
Last time we met in
the wrong time, wasn't it?
Do you remember?!
That night at the resort...
Your husband...
Does he even know about her?
Is it possible to build a family with her?
Hello, what do you mean by that?
What did I say?
I just asked if you
could build a family with her.
So what?
Ive married to her for a year now.
Hmph.
Ms. Junkie.
Shes put all that behind
her to be here today.
Why do you keep reminding
her that again and again?
Who is she?
Hey! Sihi!
Oh, Sihi!
Oh, you know me?
I know you and your grandpa too.
First, find her a groom.
Adi
Look for firsthand, not secondhand.
Huh?!
[Phone ringing]
Sir, what about the blast?
Hold on, hes calling me.
Where are you?!
My tyres flat, sir.
Need half an hour to fix it.
Forget these bloody blasts,
tell her to come anyway.
Its getting late.
Sir, if needed, go bring her yourself.
She wont come without blasts.
Do I have to call her?
Such a rotten luck!
Instead of greeting the guests...
She's behind the
blasts, grand entries...
she's gone crazy over photos, videos!
Hey Viju.
Tell me, wheres Adi?
Wait, Im coming.
I know until the blast
arrives, youve no work.
Tell me, wheres Adi?
I dont know.
Im not talking to him.
What?! Are you not
talking to him! Why?!
Hey child, why are you here?
Do you still have feelings for him?
No.
There's no work until
the blast arrives, right?
So I came.
Did you not invite Adi, Vijuanna?
When were not talking
Why will I invite him(?!)
Why? What happened?
Ms. Junkie.
Anyway, youre ready
Ill arrange a couple
of blasts for you too.
You also make your grand entry,
we can do your baby shower too.
No need.
My husband is there
to do my baby shower.
Viju, stop fooling around.
Tell me, what happened between you and Adi?
Many things happened.
Explain clearly, Vijuanna.
Tell us.
-Tell us, I say!
Tell us.
Vijuanna, tell us.
Tell us.
I will
I will.
You wont spare me if I dont.
So, you all know Adi adopted Nidhi, right?
Yes.
Woah! Nidhi!
Is this your timetable?
6:00 to 6:30 Toilet
6:30 to 7:00 Yoga
7:00 to 7:30 Revision
7:30 to 8:00 Breakfast
8:00 to 3:00 School
4:00 to 5:00 Studies
5:00 to 6:00 TV
6:00 to 7:00 Tuition
7:00 to 8:30 Painting class
8:30 to 9:00 Moral stories by Papa
9:00 Bedtime.
My god!
Is this a home or an army camp?
Nidhi, how do you even live here?
Well, Viju mama, joy or sorrow,
we must stay with family.
Such wise words at such a young age.
Nidhi.
Huh?
Set the alarm for six in the morning.
Six oclock?
Six is too early,
tell him Ill set it for seven.
Say it.
Papa, I wont wake up at six,
Ill wake at seven.
What?
Not me, Papa,
Viju mama told me to say that.
Sorry, Viju mama.
Yes, I said it.
How can you torture
such a nice child like this?
Nidhi, Im telling you,
set the alarm for seven.
No, six oclock alarm,
bring me coffee.
Nidhi, set it for 6:45.
Six oclock.
Six thirty is final.
No more discussion.
Swear to me.
Hows that?!
Hmm.
Will you set the alarm for six,
or do you want me to come?!
Why hit me?!
6:15 is final,
Please I beg of you.
Please, dont push me further.
I am giving you the
oath of our friendship.
Hell agree.
Six oclock means six oclock, thats it.
Papa, why are you always so pushy?!
Nidhi, Nidhi, Nidhi!
Baby.
Shes a child without a mother.
Why trouble her so much?
Dont stress yourself.
Shes gone to her mothers room
to complain about me.
[Soft emotional music]
Hi Mumma!
If you were here,
it would be so much better.
Id be at peace.
Papa wakes me at six every day.
Six oclock is too early for my age.
Mumma!
Do you know what
Papa scolded me so badly,
it hurt so much, you know.
Huh!
You do one thing
Show up in Papas dreams,
and tell him that Im a good
girl and never to scold me again.
Ok?
Oh, are you a very good girl?
Please Papa, dont overhear
my secrets with Mumma.
Did you tell her what you
did at school yesterday?
Hm-hmm.
Shall I tell her?
Dont!
You just say what you want.
Nidhima.
Do you know what she did at school?
Papa!
Are you good?
Yes, Im fine.
What about you?
Im good too.
Oh, Mr. Abhitya.
Maam!
Its not Abhitya, its Aditya.
Did you not change your name?
Why should I change my name?
Sit down.
Yesterday, your daughter
gave her a letter you wrote.
Letter!
Did I write a letter?
Yes.
Which book?
[School bell rings]
Oh, this one? Ive read it.
Good morning.
Maam.
My Papa gave you this letter.
Huh?!
Hey Rajini, Adi must have
finally sent you a love letter.
No, nothing like that.
Quiet, Ill read it. Give it here.
Dear Teacher
Dear,
Nidhi is very br br
Maam, thats brilliant.
Oh, Nidhi is a brilliant girl.
Shes a Geno
Maam, thats genius.
Actually, my Papas
a little weak in English.
Oh!
Shes a genius.
Dont give her any homework.
Yours, Abhitya.
Nidhi, you even
got your Papas name wrong!
Its
Its
Maam, actually he changed his name.
Now hes Mr. Abhitya.
[Gasps]
Mr. Aditya,
this is the last warning.
.
Maam, its fine, theyre children.
Thank you Maam.
.
Hmm.
Sorry, it wont happen again.
Im tired of sitting in the
principals office every week.
Next time, take your
Jagga mummy instead.
Oh God!
Im done with this game,
Im still recovering from my last visit.
Whenever I think of her,
my hands and legs tremble.
Anyway my heart is weak.
What if kariyacrastic happens?!
kariyacrastic.
Hey! Thats cardiac arrest.
Thats what I said.
I wont go to her again.
Jagga mummy, didnt they
give you biscuits and coffee?
Ah!
Why are you here?
Wheres Aditya?
Someone from his family
came, thats enough.
What are you to Nidhi?
What am I to Nidhi?!
Otaarane yeddu...
Otaarane!
Maam, its early morning.
Oh! Okay, continue.
! , .
I wake up early,
make her breakfast,
feed her,
pack her lunch.
Oil her hair, comb it,
wash and iron her clothes,
stitch her buttons.
From dawn to dusk, I serve her.
Oh, are you their servant?
No, no, Im her mother.
She calls me Jagga mummy.
Ask her if you want.
Mother!
You couldve just been a father!
Her dad is already her father.
Her mothers place was vacant,
so I became the mother.
She may have been born to someone else,
but shes my daughter,
my life,
my heartbeat,
my breath.
Okay, enough.
What did my baby do, Madam?
What did she do?!
Come, Ill show you.
Oh my dear God!
What is this?
Youve drawn all over the wall.
Jagga mummy,
this is me and you
playing near the beach.
[Gasps sharply]
Really?!
[Soft dramatic music]
[Intense instrumental score]
So nice!
Miss, she claims this to be me
Ive never seen the sea since childhood.
I always wanted to visit the beach.
But my daughter showed it to me right here.
Thank you, my girl!
It was beautiful!
Im so happy.
Whats wrong with your head?
When asked why she drew on
the wall, do you know what she said?
Did she say it was for my Jagga mummy?
Uh! What?!
What, Nidhi, why did you draw on the wall?
Ma'am, I was walking by myself,
someone called me as Nidhi, Nidhi.
I turned, it was the wall that called me.
I asked the wall the reason.
For which the wall replied
I feel empty, paint over me, make me colorful.
Hmm!
So I drew feeling pity for the wall.
Nidhi, did the wall really talk?
No, not really.
I just lied.
Biscuit.
Hold on a minute.
I'm not done yet.
Do you know,
what she did the other day ?
[DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL]
I came so early in
the day in empty stomach,
She is not even letting me
eat a couple of biscuits.
[DRAMATIC MUSICAL SCORE]
She doesnt let us eat or drink.
She only presents coffee and
biscuits like models in the fashion show.
See how much she did.
Give me your email ID, teacher.
Miss, I dont have email,
only Insta ID.
Insta ID?!
Yes, Im famous there,
with 2500 followers.
I saw your photo with Aditya.
I even "LIKED" it.
Forget that.
Yesterday I posted a reel.
I want to fall in love,
I need a boyfriend.
with 25000 views.
You can watch it too.
Is it?
Show it to her too.
[KANNADA SONG PLAYING]
Hey!
[KANNADA SONG CONTINUES]
Youre very talented.
Very entertaining.
Hmm!
Yes.
From next time, dont step
into this school compound.
For everything, tell Mr. Aditya to come.
Yes, tell Aditya to come.
Miss, Im hungry,
let me drink some coffee
and eat one biscuit, please.
Get out.
.
[Gasps]
I beg of you, dont ask me
to go anywhere again.
If you really desire to take me somewhere,
take me to the sea.
Ive only seen it in dreams.
Nidhiamma, at least you
tell him to take me to the sea.
Please!
Jagga, serve me some more rice.
Coming.
There's an uninvited pestering
guest here, Ive to serve him rice.
Hey!
Hes my friend.
Hes your friend only,
did I claim he's mine?
My friend lives in the village
back home, his name is Kiran,
my childhood buddy.
Hey! Are you coming?!
On the way.
After impregnating his wife,
he sent her to her mothers house,
he troubles me from dawn to dusk!
I have my own struggles,
come dear child.
Lets eat.
Jagga mummy, did you cook pizza for dinner?
I dont know how to cook pizza.
[SOFT EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Nidhima, just watch
My child will grow up like me.
Let her not become like me,
I wanted her to become like you,
so I am raising her strictly,
but somehow, shes ending up like me.
Let it be.
Im a good man.
Whats this, Jagga mummy?!
You and Papa both refuse
to come to the principals office.
Then who else do I have?!
You have me.
Hey Adi,
Next time the principal calls,
tell me,
Ill come.
Thank you, Viju mama.
This is called the art of inviting the trouble.
Huh! Jagga...
You were right on this point.
Papa!
Huh?
Papa! Papa!
Will you tell me the story?
Ask your Jagga mummy to tell you.
Alas!
Jagga mummy always tells
the tales of the ocean.
There was a king who lived in the sea,
A lion came near the ocean.
Oh! Do I only tell you
stories of the ocean?!
Viju anna, look now.
The tale she insists
on hearing from her father.
[NIDHI] Papa!
[JAGGA] Papa!
Tell me about where you met
Nidhiamma for the first time, please!
[Gasps]
Today, I wonder which country
shell ask for a story plot.
Dad, please share the story
of how you guys met in London!
When did he go to London?!
Ayyo!
Stories of 152 countries are already covered.
This is about the 153rd country.
Each day, she hears her
parents' stories from him.
Oh!
Tell me, Papa.
Please!
[Whistling]
Her laughter and her tears,
both exquisite in their grace.
This, my dear child,
is the bond I hold dear.
This child arrived like
a petal unfurling in the garden.
The sweetness of life itself.
Longing to kiss my sweet little one,
wander with her on my shoulders.
Flower of joy
who purges all of my sorrow.
Oh my little girl,
my precious girl.
You are the breath
of my merriful life.
Oh my little girl,
my precious girl.
O my sweet little daughter.
Her laughter and her tears,
both exquisite in their grace.
This, my dear child,
is the bond I hold dear.
This child arrived like
a petal unfurling in the garden.
The sweetness of life itself.

[Whistling]
Join me in song, in laughter,
in life unbound, hand in hand we stand.
If the heavens descend
upon my lap like a child.
Its a blessing we never asked for.
You are the poetry of my life.
You're the strength in my arms.
I hold the duty for your being.
Flower of joy
who purges all of my sorrow.
Oh my little girl,
my precious girl.
You became the breath to my life.
Oh my little girl,
my precious girl.
O my sweet little daughter.
Her laughter and her tears,
both exquisite in their grace.
This, my dear child,
is the bond I hold dear.
This child arrived like
a petal unfurling in the garden.
The sweetness of life itself.

[Engine humming]
Brother, we're out of
tea soppu (leaves), order it.
That's not tea soppu (leaves),
It's tea powder.
We call it tea soppu back home.
He kept the forest dwellers at home.
What's cooking?!
It smells delicious.
Its stinking, havent you brushed?
Ugh!
Do lions and tigers
ever brush their teeth?
They dont brush, but they dont even
come looking for food at our place.
Ay!
I came here since my
wife went to her moms place,
Do you think Im jobless?!
Ah! What work do you do?
Still searching--
Searching since three months, eh?!
They say you were fired.
Whys that?
No, they didnt fire me,
I quit myself.
I hop from company to
company for higher salary.
You leave this house and join
somewhere else. You'll get more salary.
Even if I dont get more salary,
Ill never leave my daughter.
Jagga mummy, Im ready.
Hi child.
Whats this?!
Again youre wearing mismatched socks?
Its fashion, Jagga mummy.
Which idiot said that?!
Ay! I said it.
If he said it then
its definitely a fashion.
Fix one here and another there,
Let everyone who sees you laugh at you.
Hey! You speak like a damn villager.
Wont that child learn the same thing?
Have some standards
while speaking to her.
Oh! Should I speak with standards?!
Look, now Ill speak with standards.
Nidhi, please come.
Please be seated.
, .
.
Had breakfast?
?
Papa has come.
.
Go to school.
.
Go, go.
, .
Dont come.
.
Bye!
Jagga, whats that?!
Nothing brother.
Today I am sending my daughter
off to school in standard words.
Hey idiot!
You havent sent her off to school.
You said her not to come back home.
Alas! Did I say that?!
Sorry! My dear child.
Dont wander off without coming back.
Please come.
.
My home.
.
Ok.
Hey! Are you done?
Whats your plan?
I have to eat breakfast.
Have to drink coffee.
Its a long day, you know.
Oh my dear God!
Why?
Nothing.
Sim-simply!
Fine, I'll leave now.
Come, Nidhi.
Papa, hold on a minute.
What dear?
Have an everlasting happiness.
Bye!
Bye.
A golden child.
As we sow, so we reap.
Didnt she grow up watching me?!
Its obvious for her to
get my good qualities.
Huh!
She will get it.
Shall I boil you a coffee?
Dont boil the coffee,
prepare the coffee.
Ok, Ill prepare coffee.
[Scoffs] Is there an
English that I dont know!
Nidhi, did you take the books?
Yes I did, Papa.
What about homework?
I have taken it.
Lunch box?
What about water bottle?
I have it, Papa. Bye.
Be careful.
[Gasps]
Alas! Sorry!
Did you get hurt, dear?
Whats that?
Youre wearing mismatched socks?
Its a style, aunty.
Viju mama advised me.
Bye.
Bye.
Nidhi.
Yes?
Did you say sorry to aunty?
Sorry aunty, bye.
Bye sweetie.
Be a good girl, dont be naughty.
Ok, Papa.
Ill try.
Bye.
Oh, so this is Nidhi?
Do you know her?
Everyone in school knows her.
By the way, I am Doctor Shanta.
, .
My granddaughter Ramya
studies here too.
Oh, okay. Im Aditya.
, . .
Nice to meet you.
Hello Mr. Aditya.
.
.
Hello Maam.
No need to call me
Maam, you can call me Rajini.
Its been so long since I saw you.
I attended a meeting three days ago.
You filed the complaint.
Yes, its been three days, isnt it?!
See you soon.
Shes Nidhis class teacher.
My daughter is mischievous, right?
She teases me as
there'll be daily complaints.
Oh, I see.
[Laughs softly in unison]
[Sound of tiger roaring]
Jagga, give me another cup of coffee.
If you leave the seat
and do some walking,
The coffee you drank will settle down.
If you just sit here shaking your thighs,
where will the coffee go?
Thats a kind of exercise.
Oh really?
Dont shake too much,
The tiger seems to be sleeping,
you might just wake it.
[Phone ringing]
Your phone is ringing.
Who is it?
Adi anna.
Answer it and put it on loudspeaker.
[Phone ringing]
Do I have to do everything? Utter lazy.
Where are you?
He's sitting before me
like a bull at the temple.
School called,
you said that you'd attend, right?
First come and take him.
Expect shaking thighs,
he has no other work to do.
Hey! Did I say I'll not go?
Adi, I am coming.
Hang up.
Fine, give me another cup of coffee.
Ill drink and leave.
Go there.
There they serve
coffee with two biscuits.
Really?
Yes.
Before going dont
forget to brush your teeth.
Were used to it,
Principal may not survive.
You speak of standards
while not brushing your teeth.
This bugger teases me.
Adi.
Hmm?
School feels empty.
Come, they'll be in the class.
Excuse me, madam.
Come in.
Come, come.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Adi! What, bro?!
This school has such
lovely Principal and teachers
Why do you guys make
a fuss to come here?!
Henceforth, I'll come for everything.
Sir, would you like a cup of coffee?
I don't want it, thank you.
Sir, what about you?
Please give to me.
They gave two biscuits with
a cup of coffee as Jagga said.
Ma'am.
-Hmm?
Ive heard a lot about your
schools biscuits and coffee.
So, what did our child do?
What did she do?!
Todays topic: Movement of the Earth.
: .
The main movement of the earth are rotation.
.
Spinning on its axis.
.
Causing day and night.
.
Wait! You'll have it from me.
Orbiting the sun is depended on--
-Ma'am!
Nidhi is eating while
sitting on the floor.
Huh!
Nidhi!
Nidhi!
[GASPS]
Ma'am, I hadnt eaten since morning,
I was hungry,
so, I am eating.
Okay, sit.
She's not eating from her
own lunch but from yours.
Dont be shocked, theres more.
Ma'am, Nidhi kept on chewing on the gum...
Is it wrong to chew a gum?
Not wrong to chew on it,
but to stick.
Nidhi, did you stick it under the bench ?
Ma'am, Im not a small child
to stick gum under benches.
Where else did you stick?
Shall I tell her?
Shall I tell her?
Shall I tell her, Nidhi?
Tell me where.
[PLAYFUL DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GASPS SHARPLY]
Huh!
Why have you stood?
I am not done yet.
Still not finished?!
Ma'am.
She did something else too.
If you find that out,
she's done for.
What else she has done?
Put your hand in your vanity bag.
Why?
Do it.
I'll tell you.
[SCREAMS SHARPLY]
NIDHI!
Thank god!
It was a dead Lizard
Imagine if it was a snake!
Hey! Who are you?
Who are you I say?!
Im Vijay,
you can call me Viju.
Shut up, man!
Mr. Aditya, this is the last warning.
If this happens again,
Ill give her a transfer certificate.
Ma'am,
its fine, theyre children.
Yeah! Yeah! This is the last warning.
! ! .
Sorry ma'am.
Next time Ill make sure it doesnt happen.
If theres any issue next time,
tell me, Ill come personally.
Hey you!
Keep the biscuits down.
.
Don't ever step into the school compound.
Thats what I told him last time.
To whom?
Jagga.
Viju anna, you preached
about what we sow, we reap.
Is this what you sowed?
Now you know
why Im raising her strictly?
She deceived me.
You could've given me a warning.
Which parents will
spill their child's secrets?
Jagga, you could've told me.
When did you let me speak?
Everytime you come here,
your eating, drinking, snacking
and burping never stops.
Papa, what time is it?
-Seven oclock, my child.
Jagga!
Seven already?
Its my study time.
Ill go study.
Hey! Come here.
what studies?
School wants to throw you out.
So, can I stop studying?
I can't handle it anymore, Adi.
I knew it the moment
you fell at your feet this morning.
She's such a drama queen.
That's not drama, Viju uncle.
This is called respecting the elders.
Right, Jaggi Mummy?
Exactly right, darling.
Even teachers deserves
the same respect, right?
How can you stick the gum on her hair?!
That poor teacher have curly hairs,
imagine her trouble to take it out.
There's not much trouble...
A little coconut oil on the palms,
rubbed gently into the strands...
dragging on those hairs will
make the gum slide off easily.
Is that true, Jagga Mummy?
-Yes, child.
Stand still.
Half the trouble comes from him.
And the other half from you.
Adi, listen to me.
Put her in a hostel,
and kick him out of the house.
Please, Papa, don't
put me in the hostel.
See? Look at her dramas.
Dont let those tears move you.
If she's ever going to change,
hostel is the only way.
Papa, please, no hostel.
Please, Papa!
Don't send me to hostel, Papa.
Who's being sent to hostel?
Till I am alive, I refuse to send
my daughter to a hostel.
If children don't cause mischief, who will?
Jagga, go back to your work.
Ask him to go to work too.
Who are you shouting at?!
Nidhi, go inside.
Papa, should I turn on the AC?
Can I get you some water, Papa?
Papa!
Tomorrow at school,
we have "Pick and Speak."
Theres a bowl full of chits
with different topics to choose from.
Once you pick a chit...
...you have to speak
on whatever subject is written on it.
I am clueless on
what topic to prepare on.
What should I do?!
Aha!
Papa, can you tell me the story of
how you met Mom in America?
Not now, Nidhi.
Mumma, do you know what happened?
Everyone misbehaves at school.
But I was the only one who got caught.
Everyone scolded me.
Uncle Viju even said
I should be sent to a hostel.
I don't mind that.
But Papa isn't speaking to me,
no matter how much I try.
Please tell him...
...to talk to me again.
Mumma, tell him Im a good girl.
Please, Mumma!
Please!
-Nidhi.
My child.
Don't cry like that.
I'm sorry, Papa.
I wont upset you ever again.
When you don't talk to me...
..I feel like crying.
My papa's smile is
the best smile in the world.
Now...
...shall I tell you the story of how
Nidhiamma and I met in America?
You are my every wish,
my dream, my joy.
You are the silence of my heart,
my breath, my prayer, my peace.
Like destiny, you are
all I need in this life.
Like a shadow, you stay with
me. You are all I need in this life.
You are my every wish,
my dream, my joy.
Hello, Doctor.
Hi, how are you?
This is my friend, Vijay.
Oh! Viju Mama.
Mama! (Uncle!)
Not to me.
To Nidhi.
-Aunty.
I'm Jagga Mummy.
Mummy?
Not to you,
but to Nidhi.
[LAUGHTER]
They are full of absolute mischief.
I'll go get my daughter.
-Okay.
Aren't you coming?
Respect reflect me
and I reflect respect
They said not to step
my foot inside the compound...
...so I won't.
If he has dignity, don't I have it?
What?!
-Nothing. Sim-Simply.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Dude!
But you said that you won't come.
-It's the teacher.
-Your respect?!
Respect comes and goes.
Hey! She's a teacher.
Just some healthy flirting, bro.
But I am loyal to Sushma.
Jagga, what about you?
My respect doesn't
come and go like his.
It stays right here with me.
Hey!
Adi...
She had quite a moment
with Nidhi yesterday.
But today, they seem
to have become inseparable.
Come, let's see.
Hi, my girl.
Hi, Papa.
Hello, Mr. Aditya.
Im Vijay.
In today's "Pick and Speak," your
daughter spoke beautifully about you.
About me?
-Yes.
Ma'am.
The topic is "Father".
Did you get Father?
My father is my superhero.
Hes my favorite person.
I dont have a mother...
...only her photograph.
My Papa gets me ready,
feeds me, he does everything.
My friends have both parents.
Every morning, a driver
drops them off at school.
But my Papa drops me off
personally, no matter how busy he is.
He never misses a chance
to bring me here or take me home.
You are my mother now
The magic genie of
the stories that I hear.
My Papa is the best Papa in the world.
You are my whole world
You're everything that I wish for.
She's a special child, Mr. Aditya.
She moved everyone to tears.
Youve raised her wonderfully.
Thank you.
Ma'am.
-Yes?
Have you ever seen God?
No.
I have.
Its my Papa.
How sweet.
Okay, goodbye.
Such a lovely teacher.
Bye.
Papa, I forgot one dialogue from
the speech that you taught me...
..so I said it now.
[GASPS] Dialogue!
Papa, I'm nervous about the topic
for tomorrow's "Pick and Speak."
What topic should I prepare?
Prepare only for the topic - Father.
What if I draw some other topic?!
No matter the topic, the answer
remains the same: Father.
Ma'am, the topic is "Father."
[GASPS]
Come here, my girl.
-Hi, Jagga Mummy!
Alas!
If I had known...
...Id have added a few
lines about myself.
The teacher would have
been truly impressed.
A missed opportunity.
[DRAMATIC MUSICAL SCORE]
Adi.
-Hm?
The teacher is looking at you.
I know.
She's smiling, too.
I know.
I think she's trying to charm you.
I know that as well.
You know that too?!
Then why aren't you doing anything?
What should be done is already done.
-[GASPS]
Not now. Back in those days.
In school, in college...
Now is the time to stay quiet.
So, I am.
But I won't.
What exactly do you plan to do?!
Nothing major.
Just a bit of healthy flirting.
Go ahead, then.
Come on.
Papa, the teacher praised me, right?
-Yes.
Are you happy?
Yes.
Very happy.
But let this be the last time.
Dont ever cheat like that again.
But you're the one who told me to.
Hey!
I only helped because you weren't prepared.
From next time you are all on your own.
Okay, Papa.
Good girl.
Papa, tell me about the first time...
Which country should I pick now?
Georgia!
Papa, tell me the story of
how you first met Mumma in Georgia.
Hm-mm.
Please, Papa!
Not now.
Youre my sweet Papa, aren't you?
-Hm-mm.
My golden Papa?
-Hm-mm.
My dearest Papa?
-Hm-mm.
Please, Papa! Please!
Tell me the story!
Fine...
You want the story of
our meeting in Georgia?

Queen of the smile that
makes me forget the world.
The star that sparkles
even in the light of day.
She is the moonbeams,
a radiant moonshine.
The sovereign of grace,
the love of my life.
The flame that illuminates
the depths of my heart.
She is the moonbeams,
a radiant moonshine.
She is the very
definition of love.
My heart shall never falter
in the name of love.
To my goddess, I offer
this poetic tribute.
[VOCABLES]

She arrived like radiance,
claiming a place within my soul.
The one who brings
my hidden dreams to light.
The moon stepped aside, leaving
the day for you to illuminate.
And here I sit,
writing odes in your praise.
In a single moment, He
made beauty bloom within you.
Then He vanished,
uniting your soul with mine.
Queen of a smile that
makes me forget the world.
A star that sparkles
even in the heat of day.
She is moonshine,
beautiful moonshine.
She is the very definition
of what love means.
My heart shall never falter
in the name of love.
To my goddess, I offer
this poetic tribute.
[MELODIC VOCALIZING]
[MELODIC VOCALIZING]
[HORN HONKING]
For the Annual Day presentation,
every class must write a story
and perform it on stage.
Who would like to be the group leader?
Ma'am!
Very good, Nidhi.
Organize your team
and start practicing.
Ok, ma'am.
Wait a second...
What's this?
You're wearing mismatched socks today.
That's the style Viju uncle told me.
What are you writing so seriously?
Is that homework?
It's only "homework"
if you do it at home.
I am writing a play.
My classs reputation
is in my hands.
Whoa!
Sounds like they put quite
a responsibility on your shoulders.
If you had a mother, she
would have helped you, wouldn't she?
Papa helps me with everything.
Don't you ever wish you had a mother?
[INTENSE MUSICAL SCORE]
All your friends have
both a mother and a father.
Don't you feel it would be
nice if you had both, too?
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi, sweetheart.
Jagga, can I have a glass of water?
Did Nidhi eat anything?
Since she got home,
she's been sitting there in silence.
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Are you done writing the play?
Papa... Do I need a mother?
[STRIKING DRAMATIC CHORD]
Youve never asked that before.
Why this sudden question?
Everyone have a mother,
so, I asked.
[MELANCHOLY SCORE]
Shall I help you writing the play?
No, Papa.
I want to write this story myself.
Alright then.
Well all be in the front row
to watch your play.
Nidhima...
She asked if she needed a mother.
I was completely lost for words.
Not that she asked anything wrong...
I just fear that my love
isn't enough for her.
The moment she asked - "Do I need a mother?"
I felt shattered.
Maybe,
I've just become too insecure.
Haven't I?
Shes just a child.
The kids at school probably
should've asked her,
thats why she might have asked me.
I just couldn't take it.
Shes all I have in this world.
I took it the wrong way, didn't I?
Don't worry... I'll be fine.
I miss you so much.
[SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING]
Next up...
A special play by Class 1-B.
Imagined and written by
our very own Nidhi Aditya.
Please welcome Nidhi
and team on stage!
Hey.
- Huh?
You said you'd never step foot
in this school out of self-respect.
But now?
Brother...
Id give my life for my daughter.
Why would I care about my pride?
Fair enough.
Oh no! I can't see.
Where my eyes vanished?
His eyes may have gone somewhere.
Maybe they ran away to
escape tomorrow's test.
Are they in the cupboard?
[DOOR OPENS/CLOSES]
No eyes in the cupboard.
Let's check the bin.
Just a dead lizard and
some old chewing gum.
No eyes.
[LAUGHTER]
Don't be afraid.
I am Doctor Nidhi.
I can fix this.
How?
He has lost both of his eyes.
We must give him new eyes.
- But how?
How that is...
the real heroes
dont just save lives...
they transform the lives.
Like Dr. Rajkumar thata
and Puneeth Rajkumar uncle,
who both donated their eyes.
- Wow, really?
Yes.
They passed on to heaven,
giving the gift of sight to others.
Can we do that, too?
[IN UNISON] We Certainly Will.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
I will donate my eyes, too.
So that those who cannot see
can finally look at their parents...
witness the sunrise and sunset...
See colorful flowers...
See butterflies...
And most importantly...
see RCB finally win the cup!
[LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE]
Thank you, Dr. Rajkumar thata
and Puneeth Rajkumar uncle.
[CROWD APPLAUDING]
Nidhi wrote all of this?
Every single word.
Shes quite a writer, isn't she?
Indeed.
So, what does "Nayanatara" mean?
"Nayana" means eyes...
And "Tara" means star.
Those who donate their eyes are stars.
- Amazing!
She truly is a superstar.
Hi, Doctor Shanta.
Hello.
-How was the performance?
Brilliant!
Where's your granddaughter?
Actually, I have never seen her.
She's right there.
Who?
The one in the center
wearing the doctor's coat.
Doctor...
...that is Nidhi.
I was asking about your
grandaughter, Ramya.
The one I am pointing out is Ramya.
You simply changed her to Nidhi.
I dont understand.
Its quite simple, Mr. Aditya.
Ramya is Nidhi. Nidhi is Ramya.
Think back.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Whats your name?
Ramya.
Can I call you Nidhi instead?
Mr. Aditya...
...Im the Inspector from
Sadashivanagar Station.
Since we're in school,
I didn't come in uniform.
Mrs. Shanta has filed
a formal complaint against you.
You must return her
granddaughter to her immediately.
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
PAPA!
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
I'll go call the blast guy.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
Mr. Aditya, lets not prolong this.
Dr. Shanta respects you because
youve cared for the child so deeply.
You have two choices.
One: hand the child over to her now.
No complaints, no legal battles...
...and everyone finds peace.
Two...
...they take this to court.
You can challenge it,
but it will drag on for years.
And lets be clear...
...you cannot win this case.
It would be a waste of everyone's time.
As a gratitude for the love
you've shown to the child,
Dr. Shanta is offering fifty lakhs.
Take it...
...and live your life.
You want me to sell
my daughter for money?
No, no.
Not at all.
I know the care you showered on her.
But Im sorry...
I've no other way.
Don't misunderstand
that I offered you money.
Its the only kindness I can offer.
If you truly want to be kind...
...leave my daughter with me.
Impossible.
Aunty...
...you've found this sudden
affection for your granddaughter...
First, tell me this, why did you
abandon her in an orphanage?
I'll see you in court.
Does this make any sense?
How can she just demand the child?
A child isn't some object
to be passed from house to house.
Calm down, Jagga.
Dont try to pacify me.
When Nidhi suffered from fever,
Adi anna stayed awake every single night.
Where were they then?
Now they appear out of thin air...
Brother, look at him.
He raised her with every ounce of his love.
They expect us to send
her to them for fifty lakhs.
You should've told her that
we'll add 50 lakhs more to her offer
and pay her a crore.
Do you even have a crore?
Ill work day and night, Ill earn it!
Is money worth more than my daughter?
[SHUSHES]
Adi...
Ive consulted several lawyers.
This is a difficult case to win.
I know.
Papa...
Are they going to take me away?
No, my girl.
Papa, if I have to, Ill go to the hostel.
Just please, dont send me with them.
What'll I do by sending you away?
Papa, Ill do whatever you ask.
Ill always finish my homework...
...and Ill eat everything...
...and I'll always listen to my teacher.
Ill be a good girl, Papa.
Even if you're a bad girl,
I would never send you away.
Thank you, Papa.
Jagga, look there.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Shanta has hired a formidable lawyer.
[INTENSE MUSIC]
Judging by their confidence,
they look dangerous.
Looks like he's ready to win this case
by not even brushing his teeth like me.
So youve finally accepted the truth.
Hey, idiot!
Its ten o'clock...
...and our lawyer is nowhere to be found.
For the petty cheap price,
did you hire a lawyer who
qualified by cheating the exams?!
Where is he?
Its not a "he." Its a "she."
Oh!
Is she's a lady like you?
-Hmm...
Like me.
Look shes here.
[HIP HOP MUSIC]
Is she a lawyer or a heroine?
If their lawyer is fire,
ours is a wildfire.
No, not fire... she's a flower.
Hmm.

I'm Vijay.
You can call me Viju.
Sorry, we're late by 5 minutes.
Let's not delay any further.
We'll take a walk.
Let's go.
Oh!
She's an English flower.
I love it.
Petition number 625/2025.
Your Honor...
...I represent Dr. Shanta.
The child is her kin. We seek full custody.
Mr. Aditya is the respondent.
Currently, the child is in his care.
Where have you been all these years?
Why bring this case forward only now?
I will explain, your Honor.
But before I proceed...
...since a child is involved,
this matter is highly sensitive.
So I advise both
the lawyers and the witnesses
to be mindful of
the language they use.
Mind your words.
Whatever statements you
give will be regarded as the truth.
Continue.
Your Honor...
Seven years ago...
specifically...
on May 15, 2018...
at Sonu Hospital in Mangalore.
Two baby girls were born simultaneously.
One baby survived...
while the other baby did not.
[PHONE RINGING]
The head nurse received
an emergency call from home.
Im coming!
Sister, I have an emergency. I have to go.
Inform the doctor.
This is Shantas child; this is Rameshs.
Dont get distracted by your phone.
Im leaving.
[DOOR OPENS]
But in the confusion...
[DOOR CLOSES]
Nurse!
Why are you just staring at your phone?!
Sorry, Doctor.
Doctor, this is Shantas baby,
and this is Rameshs baby.
Due to a hospital error,
the children were swapped.
Shantas surviving child was
mistakenly handed to Rameshs family.
Congratulations, its a girl.
But they already had three daughters
and were desperate for a son.
Upon seeing the fourth
baby is also a girl...
...they abandoned that
baby at an orphanage.
They claimed the deceased child
as their own and held a funeral.
But how your client
get to know about this now?
I will explain, Your Honor.
Three months ago, that very same
head nurse joined Dr. Shantas clinic.
Doctor, how is your granddaughter?
My granddaughter?!
She passed away at birth.
What are you saying, Doctor?
I assisted in your daughter's delivery.
But the hospital said the child died.
What?!
They told you the baby was dead?!
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hospital records eventually
confirmed the baby survived.
Tracing the baby led to the orphanage...
...where we learn that
Mr. Aditya had adopted her.
Your Honor...
...we are really grateful to Mr. Aditya.
He has raised her with immense love.
Keep your gratitude aside...
...what proof do you have
that she is her granddaughter?
Right here, Your Honor.
Hospital records,
DNA report,
and the head nurses affidavit.
Your honor, we aren't making accusations.
We only ask that a mother
and child be reunited.
And for Mr. Aditya's five years of care...
...my client is prepared to
offer 50 lakhs in compensation.
[LAUGHS]
So, 50 lakhs for 5 years of parenting.
Had it been 10 years, your client
would've got 1 crore, Ms. Leela?
Record that.
Alright, Leela.
Your argument.
Your Honor...
They are ignoring that this child
is now Adityas daughter.
They demand her return
as if she were an object.
Mr. Sanjay raised a puppy
since six months...
...and called it his son.
Suppose the mother dog arrived
with a DNA report proving ownership...
If she demanded the puppy back...
...would he just hand it over?!
Objection, Your Honor!
A puppy and a human child
are not comparable.
Why not?
At the salon, my haircut
costs 300 rupees...
...but for my dog, its 1500!
Clearly, the dog has more
value than me, doesnt it?
[LAUGHTER IN COURT]
Continue, continue.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Mr. Aditya has raised
this child for five years.
That is nearly 2,000 days
and 2,000 nights.
He looked after her from the moment she
woke until she closed her eyes at night.
He loved her,
protected her, and watched her grow.
Can any DNA test measure that bond?
Your Honor...
...laws are made to protect families.
And sometimes, families
are not just made by blood,
but also by choice.
And also...
Rights dont belong solely
to those who gave birth...
...but also to those who gave life.
Wow!
-That's all.
Who is clapping? This is a courtroom!
Stand up!
Do you think this is a
court or a cinema hall?
Next time if you repeat this,
you'll be thrown out of this court hall.
Sorry! Your Honor.
Continue.
That's all, Your Honor.
Your Honor...
The best person to disprove my
clients case would be Aditya himself.
With your permission...
...Id like to call Aditya to the stand.
Mr. Aditya, please come to the stand.
Jagga.
-Huh?
Instead of arguing the case.
He's trying to charm Leelavati.
Brother, the judge is watching you.
A joke! Sim-Simply!
[GRUNTS ANGRILY]
Mr. Aditya...
How long has it been
since you lost your wife?
Seven years.
Have you considered remarriage?
No.
Five years ago, you adopted
Nidhi in Chikmagalur, correct?
You adopted and claiming
she is legally your daughter.
Fine. Lets talk legally.
Under the Juvenile Justice Act 2015...
...a single male parent
cannot adopt a female child.
Even in exceptional circumstances...
...approval must be granted by a
court and the Child Welfare Committee.
Mr. Aditya, I need clarity
for these two points.
First...
What was such "exceptional situation"?
And second...
Do you have documents of
the child welfare Committees approval?
I am sure you have neither.
All you have is love, Your Honor.
2,000 days of love
and 2,000 nights of love.
Yes! Love matters but law should lead.
Your Honor...
If we permit adoption
based purely on love...
...then any man could say,
"I have love to give,
grant me a girl child for adoption."
It must be approved.
Your Honor...
I am not blaiming Mr. Aditya...
...nor am I seeking punishment for
the illegal nature of the adoption.
I am only asking to correct a mistake.
Reunite this child with her mother.
That's all, your honor.
What now, brother?!
He's pulling point over point.
Right.
He's pulling point over point
and also flirting on the side.
He's totally trying to woo my Leelavati.
Your honor,
Mr. Sanjay asked for the "compelling
circumstance" to adopt a girl child.
Because of another girl child is born,
her own parents to abandon
their own child at an orphanage,
What more compelling
circumstance is needed?
I am not able to understand.
The irony is...
...no one questions those
who threw the child away.
Yet everyone questions the man
who gave that abandoned child a life.
If in place of Aditya, there
was a woman adopting a boy...
..no one would've raised a question.
Because the law assumes...
...that men are a danger,
but women are not.
That is not justice, Your Honor.
That is a double standards.
If we observe what this law actually says,
...that every man in this country
is a threat to girls.
Including the honorable judge.
Mr. Sanjay and every
man present in this court.
This is not law, your honor.
This is insult to all men.
Mr. Sanjay...
...I am actually fighting for your dignity.
Now she trapped him.
Brother...
-Huh?
Hit your thighs softly.
-Why?
The tiger may die.
-[GRUNTS]
-[CHUCKLES]
[EXHALES]
Thank you, Ms. Leela...
...for defending the honor of all men.
But for your kind information.
we aren't here to rewrite the law...
but we are here to follow it.
And this adoption is,
by definition, illegal.
No your Honor.
According to Hindu Adoption and
Maintenance Act 1956...
Which is HAMA.
A Hindu male may adopt a Hindu girl...
under few conditions,
There must be a 21-year age gap.
He should be financially strong
and he should be mentally stable.
My client meets every requirement.
I don't see any problem here.
That's all, your Honor.
Brother...
she has counter for everything.
If he keeps trying to
charm this Leelavati...
...will she fall for him?
Who tries to "woo" their own wife?
What?!
They are husband and wife!
Seriously?!
Just miss!
Ive told you many times
not to take cases against me.
You trouble me at home and also in court.
Dont make excuses.
Just admit you cant win
an argument with me.
Hello!
I won you over to marry you, didn't I?
After the wedding, I realized...
..actually I didn't win but lost.
I heard that.
Pretend you didn't hear.
I can't keep arguing with you.
Lets keep the peace at home.
Hmm!
-What do you say?
You only see the law...
can't you see the father's emotion?
Madam...
I became a lawyer to uphold the law.
Not to indulge in emotions.
Thats the problem when
a woman practices law.
You abandon the law...
...but cling to the emotion.
Its because we cling to emotion
that families stay together!
Say something to this too,
why did you go silent?
I've decided not to agrue with you at home.
From when?
Right now.
Why?
My wish.
Good for you.
Ok.
Sorry Mr. Aditya,
for recalling you to stand.
I have concerns regarding
your previous testimony.
You stated that two years
after your wife's passing...
...you adopted Nidhi.
Now I want to know.
How was your state of mind during
those two years of your wife's demise?
I object, Your Honor!
We have already discussed about
wife's demise and child's adoption.
Is there a relevant reason for
these insensitive personal questions?
There is, Your Honor.
He suffered from depression
following his wife's demise.
Those medical records are right here.
[INTENSE MUSIC]
Objection overruled.
Record it.
Thank you.
Tell me, Mr. Aditya.
Were you suffering
from depression or not?
I was.
And you were also
hallucinating your dead wife.
Is that true or not?
I was hallucinating.
I saw my wife.
I knew it wasnt real.
...adopting Nidhi gave me
the strength to move past it.
Very good.
You recovered only
after the adopting Nidhi.
Which means at the time of adoption,
you were still depressed.
Your Honor...
Yesterday, Ms. Leela
cited about HAMA act 1956.
Any Hindu male with financial
strength and mental stability,
can adopt.
Is this what you call
"mental stability," Ms. Leela?
Mr. Aditya, what was your wifes name?
Nidhi.
A little louder, please.
Nidhi?!
And your daughters name
is also Nidhi, correct?
No, Your Honor...
...that is the name he gave her.
At the orphanage, her name was Ramya.
After losing his wife, Nidhi,
Aditya was in pain...
..went into depression.
He began to hallucinate.
Then, he adopted a girl and
gave her that same name Nidhi.
No.
This is not normal.
The fact is...
Nidhi isn't just a name to him.
It's much much bigger.
Emotionally deeper.
Now my point is,
he didn't adopt to give the child a life.
He needed a "Nidhi" in his world.
He adopted her to
replace the one he had lost.
But Your Honor,
a child shouldn't be
sacrificed to heal his mental pain.
Sir, you've misunderstood.
[softly chuckles]
Your Honor...
I request to question Jagga, alias Jagadish.
Call Jagadish to the stand.
Yes, brother... I'm scared.
It's alright. Go on.
Step forward, Mr. Jagadish.
Just call me Jagga, sir.
When you say "Mr. Jagadish,"
I feel lost and intimidated.
Okay, Mr. Jagga...
how long have you
been with Adityas family?
Since the day Nidhi was brought home.
It's been five years.
And like you said earlier,
Adi anna is not suffering any depression.
He's looking after
his child with utmost care.
I am a witness to that.
Write that in your book if you want.
Jagga,
please answer only what is asked.
Don't go overboard.
Mr. Jagga,
Just answer only to his questions.
Yes, sir.
So, Jagga, you are a
servant in Adityas house?
No, sir.
But it's recorded that
you're a servant in his house.
I do, sir.
Then you're a servant?
-No, sir.
Does that mean you aren't paid?
I get paid, sir.
So you take a salary but don't work?
I take a salary and do the work, sir.
But you aren't a servant?
-No, sir.
Jagga, please!
Don't confuse us.
Speak clearly.
Now you're the one being confusing, sir!
You told me not to say anything extra.
Jagga...
I am telling you now:
speak as much as you need.
Goodness! I felt like my lips were sealed.
Now I feel better.
Let me explain.
In that house, I'm like a mother.
I do the housework
and take care of Nidhi.
Thats why she calls me "Jagga Mummy."
She is my life.
Mummy?
But you're a man, aren't you?
Man... woman... I don't know.
I am Jagga.
Single piece.
[All laugh]
Mr. Jagga,
I've seen your Instagram reels.
They're quite good.
Really, sir?
Oh! So you follow me too.
Nidhi makes all of those reels.
She adds the filters...
...and makes my face shine bright.
But isn't it wrong to
use children to make reels?
What's wrong with it, sir?
It's just for fun.
Did anyone ever scold you for it?
No one.
Well, Nidhi's teacher called me once.
So I went.
She saw my reels,
laughed, and enjoyed them.
Then she told me never to
enter the school compound again.
I couldn't tell if she
was praising me or scolding me.
I left feeling clueless.
But why did you go to the school?
Because they complained
Nidhi drew on the walls.
When I asked her about it...
she said the wall itself
asked her to paint on it.
So they called me, gave
me two biscuits and coffee,
and lectured me for two hours.
The wall asked her to paint on it?!
-Yes.
And did Aditya hit her for that?
Forget hitting--
he doesn't even scold her.
When she does something wrong,
she goes to her mothers photo.
She tells her everything.
She stands there, shedding tears,
asking for forgiveness.
Watching that makes our Adi
melt like butter.
I see.
So both father and daughter
talk to a photograph?
Yes. Sometimes I talk to it too.
Thank you, Mr. Jagadish.
Your Honor,
what is happening in this house?
A man, confused about his gender,
acting as the "mother."
Making a child to film social media reels.
And another side,
Aditya, who named the child
after his deceased wife...
and talks to her picture.
That poor child now believes
that the dead can hear her.
Now I am not surprised, Your Honor,
that the child claims
the walls ask her to paint on it.
What's going on?
Is this a home or a psychiatric ward?
If a child is raised like this,
what will become of her?
I am sure you can imagine.
Thank you.
Sir, he's twisting my words!
I never meant that.
Its okay, dont cry.
-I swear to God!
Please, come to our house
and see for yourself. Please!
I feel like a curse has fallen on us.
-Jagga.
We live happily! Believe me, sir.
-Jagga! Enough!
Please!
Ms. Leela, please comfort him.
-Adi anna, he doesn't believe me!
I am telling the truth!
Alright! I understand.
Please believe me, sir.
-Ms. Leela!
Sir, I really didn't say that.
Jagga, come with me.
-Alright.
Please, sir! Believe me.
Your Honor,
even years after her death,
Aditya cannot forget his wife.
If hes still in depression
and hallucinating...
but that only proves the love between them.
Anyone who truly loves their spouse
finds it difficult to move on.
If Mr. Sanjay were to lose his wife,
I hope he wouldnt forget her
within a month and remarry.
Yes, Your Honor,
I have to be in depression
until my last breath.
[laughter] Okay! Okay!
God created man.
but very few people like
Aditya, live like gentlemen.
If Mr. Sanjay thinks speaking to Nidhis
photo is "dangerous" or "mentally unstable"...
then our entire nation is
dangerous and mentally unstable.
Because in all houses,
we all pray to photographs.
We bow to stone idols and speak to them.
We light candles before statues.
We worship the land.
We worship the rivers.
Not only that...
Believing the dead still eat,
we perform rituals for them annually.
Have you ever seen the dead
people come and eat, Your Honor?
Then why do we do it?
Is everyone insane?
We call it faith.
As Mr. Sanjay thinks this child
is not growing up with confusion,
rather she is growing up in connection.
This is the connection a father
and daughter share with a mother.
If Mr. Sanjay finds this abnormal...
I find our culture in it.
Now, regarding Jagga.
Look at him. Hes sitting
there and weeping.
Why?
Because he was questioned.
whether hes a man or a woman.
Your Honor, can you imagine
the pain in his mind right now?
Since birth his body is
living with this confusion.
And yet, society mocks him daily.
About his identity.
If he says he's a man,
they won't accept it.
If he says he's a woman,
They mock him and keep him away.
But the law gives people
like Jagga the right to live with dignity.
He has the right to choose
who he want to be.
And most importantly...
he has the right to build a family.
And also, Your Honor...
Entire world is making
strange reels every day.
No one has problems to that.
But when Jagga make the reels,
They all see him as a freak.
A place like school where
everyone has to be treated equally
tell him not to even
step into the compound.
Who are we to decide
how he should be and live?
That choice belongs to him.
The confusion isn't in Jagga, Your Honor.
Sadly the whole society.
Whether Nidhi calls
Jagga, her "Father" or "Mother",
it's purely between Nidhi and Jagga .
No one else has the
right to question it.
[laughter, applause]
The judge will scold you!
[emotional music score]
Eat up, brother.
- Thats enough.
- Don't be shy, have some more.
- Enough! I've had enough!
- Eat, brother.
You seem to be in high spirits.
I am, brother!
Ms. Leela spoke for me
so beautifully today.
Even my own family cast me out
and kept their distance.
True.
Yes, she is very beautiful.
Right you are.
Aside from Adi anna,
shes the only one who understood me.
In that pink sari...
our Leelu madam...
she looked stunning.
Brother, she's a married woman.
So am I!
It's called as healthy flirting.
But Im loyal to Shushma.
Still, she argued brilliantly.
Even the judge was silenced.
Thats what you call beauty with brains.
Leelu! Leelu! Leelu!
It seems he's finally lost it!
You didn't put
chutney for the chapati.
Go get some from your "Leelu."
Ha!
The way you defended
Jagga in court today.
I am impressed
The way you defended Nidhi
talking to her photograph...
That was smart.
I wasn't smart; I was right.
Although...
Don't you think you went overboard claiming
that you would go to depression after my death.
Well, what else could I say?!
But your arguments...
Wow.
- Like?
Like,
that puppy example you took.
I was right, wasn't it?
According to you, if a mother
dog brings a DNA report
demanding her pup, it must be returned.
Anyway...
If a mother dog comes and ask
her puppy back, will you return it?
If her mother comes and demands,
I will give her back.
But...
I won't hand her over to just
anyone who claims they raised her.
Hello, Leela.
Why are you getting so excited?
The child's mother is in Dubai;
thats why she didn't show up.
Youre starting to think like a detective.
This case is all mine. Let's go.
Next witness...
the Head Nurse, Your Honor.
Your Honor...
her affidavit is already on record.
Except that, I don't think
she has anything new to say.
So, lets not waste courts time.
I request to call
Dr. Shanta to the stand.
Mr. Sanjay,
it seems your counterpart, Ms. Leela,
declines to cross-examine this witness.
The affidavit statement is enough.
Any statement outside
of it will make it a perjury.
Okay.
Dr. Shanta...
please take the stand.
Dr. Shanta?
- Yes?
You filed this case on behalf of your
daughter, claiming Nidhi is your granddaughter?
Is this your signature
on the complaint copy?
Okay.
Where's your daughter?
I haven't seen her.
She lives in Dubai.
Ah, Okay.
But since these proceedings began,
she has never appeared in court?
That is correct.
Does she even care for her child?
Dont say that.
She longs for her daughter.
It has to be.
She is her mother, after all.
Yet, throughout this long legal battle,
she hasn't visited once to the court.
I wonder what's that issue?
Is this your signature, Mrs. Shanta?
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Tell me.
Your honor, please have a look at this.
This is Mrs. Shantas signature,
in the admission book.
Which admission book, you ask?
The person who surrendered a
newborn baby in the orphanage
claiming it was an abandoned orphan.
Is our Shanta.
No!
Signature of Dr. Shanta.
Is this true or not?
It is true.
[softly chuckles]
So the story of the "baby exchange" was a lie.
The story about parents with three
daughters abandoning a girl was a lie.
is the child yours
or is that a lie too?
Yes, she is ours.
Okay!
Does your daughter even
know about this court case?
No. She doesn't.
What?!
Does she even know her child is alive?
No.
She doesn't know that the child is alive.
So your daughter
believes her child is dead.
But why?!
My daughter, Shruti...
was studying her MBA in Mangalore.
She told us she was sharing
a house with her friends.
She used to visit Bangalore
once every two months.
But once,
six months, she didn't
come to Bangalore at all.
When I asked,
she made excuses about project work.
But one day...
her friend called me.
She told me to come to Mangalore
immediately.
Shruti had swallowed poison.
When I arrived...
My daughter...
What happened?!
Shes nine months
pregnant and drank poison.
We performed a C-section;
both mother and child are safe.
Don't worry.
She was in a live-in relationship
with her boyfriend, Nakul.
They fought, and she tried to end her life.
Where is that boy?
He fled, fearing the police case.
My unmarried daughter
had become a mother.
The boy who was the reason
for that was missing.
How could I present
this child to the society?
I had no other choice.
Because my daughter drank poison,
I told her the baby died in the womb...
...and I left the child at an orphanage.
If you were in my shoes...
what would you have done?
I don't know.
But madam,
But you rejected
and abandoned her.
Why return back, after all
these years wanting her now?
Two years later, Shruti married that
same boy she had fought with.
The same boy?
Yes.
They were young.
She acted out of anger.
Eventually, they reunited.
Even after four years of their marriage,
they didn't had any children.
After testing,
The doctors said her womb
was damaged by the poison.
She can never conceive again.
So, they decided to adopt a baby.
While their own child was alive,
the thought of them adopting a stranger
That I couldn't bear to swallow.
Not just that,
The guilt of leaving my granddaughter
in that orphanage,
It's been haunting me for seven years.
This is my only chance to make it right.
Please, just give me this one chance.
Calm down.
After your daughter married him,
you could have told
her about the child then.
It's...
What happened was--
-If you did, she wouldn't have forgiven you.
So, you planned to win this case
without her knowledge...
If you had asked for forgiveness by
presenting this child before them...
you assumed that you'll receive forgiveness.
Or...
By hiding everything,
Or did you plan to present
the child to her as an "adoption".
Answer me, Dr. Shanta.
You have nothing to say, do you?
That is all from me, Your Honor.
I have nothing further to ask.
That's all.
Mr. Sanjay...
instruct Shruti and her husband, Nakul,
to attend the next hearing.
I cannot give a verdict
without them present.
The court is adjourned.
That day, you looked
into my eyes and said...
that my child was dead.
How could you bring yourself to
leave my daughter in an orphanage?
She is my daughter, Mom.
I carried her for nine months.
Who gave you the right...
..to abandon her in an orphanage!
Shruti,
That was the situation back then...
I had no other option.
What could I say to the society?
What society?!
What century are you living in?
You could have told us the truth
when we were getting married.
Then I could have brought my
child home from the orphanage.
I wasn't courageous enough.
I was afraid you would look down on me.
Do you think I'll look up on you now?!
Don't say that.
I did it to protect you.
No, you did it to protect yourself not me.
You were afraid Dr. Shantas
reputation would be ruined.
You kept my daughter's
existence from me.
And now you're scared that
I will bring any random child home...
..with no options left,
you're telling me now.
No, dear, you have
gravely misunderstood.
It's...
-[shushes]
Don't speak another word.
I just want my daughter back.
Papa?
-Hm.
Papa?
-Hm.
Will I meet my real mummy tomorrow?
Are you scared?
Scared... Scared for what?!
But I am scared.
What will I say to my real mummy?
Will my mummy look like me?
The worry is not letting me sleep.
Don't worry.
Shall I tell you the story of
meeting with Nidhi mummy?
Not now, Papa.
If my real mummy come and...
if she hugs me and kisses me...
will it hurt your feelings?
No, my child.
If you are happy, I am happy.
Thanks.
I can't wait for tomorrow.
Papa, why hasn't my
real mummy come yet?
Will she come today or not?
She'll come, my child.
Just wait.
Nidhi...
your mother is here.
What kind of magic are you?
Are you my very shadow?
What is this bond we share?
You found your way to me;
now my whole life rests in you.
Come quickly and save me.
An incredible love for you
overflows within my heart.
Why do you stand so far, my love?
Oh, my love...
If only you would hold me close.
Hi!
Hi.
I am your mother.
You are the very breath
intertwined with mine.
And this is your father.
You are the life written in my womb.
- Hi. - Hi.
You will forever dwell within my heart's nest
Becoming my dream and my truth.
Your Honor...
for the first time, we see a mother
having to introduce herself to her own child.
I feel so sorry!
No mother should have to face this.
Poor Shruti
The child's first steps,
her first laughs, her
first cries, her first words...
Shruti has missed all of this.
No one in this room can
give those moments back to her.
We can only give her back is her future.
Mrs. Shruti?
How did you feel when you
first learned that your child was alive?
I felt betrayed.
I never said I didn't want my child.
I never said I wouldn't raise her.
They lied to me, they cheated me,
and they took her away.
I carried her. I gave birth to her.
I have the right to craft her future.
Please! Give me my daughter back, sir!
I have suffered this injustice for years,
being kept away from my own child
Please give me justice now, sir!
The next hearing will be in three days.
-Sir!
At least let me spend these
three days with my child.
I feel like I want to speak to her.
I feel like spending time with her.
I immensely desire to be with her.
Forget the seven years I lost...
I know I can't get those back.
But please, give me these three days.
I beg of you, sir!
Please, don't cry.
Please, sir!
Okay, fine, fine, fine, fine.
Ms. Leela,
do you have any objections?
Tell that you have objection.
Brother, tell them that
we will not send her.
I have no objection.
[GASPS]
No objection, Your Honor.
[SOFT EMOTIONAL SCORE]
Until the next hearing,
Nidhi may stay with her mother - Shruti.
The court permits.
Thank you.
Go spend three days
with your mother.
Be on your best behavior.
Be a good girl.
Papa, must I go alone?
Come with me.
It's only for three days.
They will take wonderful care of you.
Nidhi, come here.
Won't you come stay
with Mommy for 3 days?
Why? Did you not like me?
Come, you'll have so much fun in our home.
We have toys, a swimming pool,
and colors for you to sketch.
Really?! Then I'll come.
Good girl.
Shall we? Let's go.
Bye, Papa!
- Bye.
[GIGGLES SOFTLY]
Why did you let Nidhi go?
We are her real family!
Who are they to take Nidhi?
She's the one who gave her birth.
She has the right on her too.
So, can they just take
her whenever they want?
Madam, you argue over everything.
Couldn't you have fought for this?
Jagga.
I am suffering more than you.
Doesn't a mother who gave life
wish to spend 3 days with her child?
Don't we send our children
to a summer camp for 3 days?
Think that we have sent her like that.
Let her too experience her mother's love.
Hey!
Look, Madam...
He lost his mind.
He hasn't lost his mind.
He just trust his love.
You wouldn't understand.
Words have fallen silent,
sorrow clouds the mind.
This life has suffered,
longing for your sight.
Loneliness takes hold,
the void consumes me.
This life has suffered,
longing for your sight.
Aching heart,
weeping with every beat.
I cannot catch my breath,
there is nothing without you.
Brother, here is some water.
Be ready tomorrow.
- Where are we going?
I dont know.
I am alone. Lonely and weary,
tired of this life.
I am alone. Lonely and weary,
tired of this life.
This life...
[music continues]
No matter what happens, no matter
how I live, your memories haunt me.
When your memory spoke,
I searched that path.
Have you gone so far away?
- Thank you, Uncle.
Come closer and comfort me.
Not Uncle. You should call him Dad.
Release me from the weight
upon my chest.
Let the path clear...
Let the journey begin.
This life trembled,
failing to unite with you.
Day and night,
the heart aches without you.
I cannot catch my breath,
there is nothing without you.
I am alone. Lonely and weary,
tired of this life.
I am alone. Lonely and weary,
tired of this life.
This life...
[music continues]
Papa!
Thank God!
She didn't forget her father.
Hi, my girl.
- Papa, look!
A new frock. Do you like it?
They bought me ten more just like it.
Nakul uncle bought me this doll.
Isnt it cute?
Brother, she's changed
like a chameleon.
All she talks about are
the things they bought her.
As if we never bought her anything!
Nidhi!
Nidhi!
It was delicious! I loved it.
- Nidhi! Nidhi!
Nidhi!
No matter how much I call,
she's not even looking at me.
It's like she's forgotten me.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]
Nidhi.
- Huh?
Papa, Im going to sit with them.
Go.
Come.
That's it. It's over.
I told him not to send her.
I don't know what spell
they've cast on her.
She's not even looking at me.
All rise.
Lets proceed with
the closing statements.
Your Honor.
We hold mother above everything.
You have witnessed this mother's magic.
In just three days...
the child has returned
to her mother's embrace.
She's feeling happy,
she's feeling secure.
No law is needed to unite
a mother and daughter...
because that's nature.
Yet, look at the situation here.
To bring them together...
we are forced to fight in the court.
For that, your Honor...
What mistake has this mother done?
She's been lied once about her
child's death and faced injustice.
But let us not allow
injustice to strike twice.
I request the court to let this child
grow up with her real mother.
That's all, Your Honor.
[SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING]
Ms. Leela, your closing statement.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Your Honor,
I will present my
statements unconventionally
We have witnessed Mr. Sanjay
question Mr. Aditya.
Even seen him cross-examine.
But a father's state of mind and
what he's feeling matter as well.
I feel he deserves to be heard.
I request you, Your Honor...
to call Mr.Aditya to the stand.
Your Honor...
when asked for her closing statement,
she wants to speak to Mr. Aditya.
We have already heard his side.
Is there really a need for this?
Mr. Sanjay...
has Ms. Leela ever
listened to a word you said?
I haven't seen it yet.
[LAUGHS]
That's true.
Let her speak.
There's no harm in it.
Aditya, please come forward.
Thank you!
Aditya, tell me.
could you please ask them
to take my daughter out?
Why?
I don't want my words
to influence her.
Escort the child outside.
Well, proceed.
After my wife died...
I lost the will to live.
My life came to a standstill.
But the spark returned,
because of my daughter.
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
The day I went to that orphanage...
a tiny hand reached out for mine.
That day...
I didn't choose her,
She chose me.
She didn't just come into my home...
she became my entire world.
Now, they are asking
for my world back.
How can I give it?
Now what if...
..your daughter chooses her mother?
What will you do then?
I will let her go, sir.
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
More than what I feel...
..what my daughter want
is far more important to me.
For god to unite a mother and a daughter...
I take this is as the god's plan
for sending this child to me.
Being a father to a daughter...
it's an ultimate feeling.
The joy that my daughter
has brought is beyond words.
For giving me that experience,
I thank my daughter.
That is all.
That is all, sir.
[SOFT, MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
Bring the child in.
Let us hear from her as well.
It is vital that we understand
what is truly in her heart.
Hi, Nidhi.
Hi, Your Honor.
[GENTLE LAUGHTER]
You can call me Uncle.
Where do you go to school?
Skalvi International.
Good!
Nidhi...
Do you know why we are all here?
Yes.
To decide will I be staying with
Papa or with Shruti mummy.
Good girl.
And who do you want to stay with?
I love my Papa.
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
But I love Shruti mummy, too.
She is so kind to me,
and she loves me very much.
Her house has a swimming pool,
and Grandma and Nakul uncle.
Im never bored when I was with them.
But when Shruti mummy asked me
to start calling Nakul uncle as "Papa"...
I just felt weird.
Nakul uncle is a good man,
but my papa is Adi
Best Papa.
Every night, when I was at their house,
I missed my Papas stories so much.
Uncle?
- Yes?
I have to tell you a secret.
Tell me, dear.
It's a secret, Uncle.
I can't say it from all the way here.
I have to come closer to tell you.
Uncle...
Do you know what?
I make Papa tell me the
exact same story every single night.
The story about the very first time
he met my Nidhi mumma.
Do you know why?
- Why is that?
Because whenever I ask
papa about Nidhi mumma,
Papa gets a cute smile on his face.
That is the best smile in the world.
Watch, I'll ask him now.
Papa?
Will you tell me the story of you
meeting Nidhi mumma in London?
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
Judge Uncle... I want to stay with my Papa.
A star that soared into my tiny world,
The partner to every step I take.
My heart sings,
- I love you, papa!
calling out to my dreams.
- I love you too, my child.
Slowly, paradise appears
right before my eyes.
Judge Uncle...
My family is Me, Papa, Nidhi mumma's
photo, Jagga Mummy, and Viju Uncle.
The best family!
Gosh! Nidhi didn't forget me!
Oh, my baby!
[GENTLE LAUGHTER]
Never in my career have
I witnessed such a delicate case.
No one is a culprit here.
Just the circumstances.
This court has deep sympathy
for the suffering Shruti has endured.
However, we must consider the bond built
over years between father and daughter.
Aditya did not just adopt Nidhi;
he built his entire world around her.
And the child has spoken for herself.
Therefore...
in the best interest of the child's
emotional and mental well-being...
this court grants permanent
custody of Nidhi to Mr. Aditya.
[UPLIFTING MUSIC]
After spending these three days with Nidhi,
I see how well youve raised her.
You've raised a lovely kid.
If you ever wish to see her,
please, feel free to visit.
Or just call me,
and I'll bring her to you myself.
Thank you so much,
it means a lot.
No problem.
You two seem to be in a deep discussion.
Why fight in court?
If you two had just married...
Nidhi would have got
her mother and father.
Problem solved!
Look, you were both so tense...
I just cracked a joke to lighten the mood!
How was the joke?!
How was the joke?!
How was it?!
-[GASPS]
After a comment like that,
what did you expect apart from slap?
Viju anna, Shruti is a married woman!
Is this a way to talk to her?
Adi should stop speaking
to you for a joke like that.
But you show off as if you're not speaking.
Exactly! Thats what I
was going to ask, too.
The slap didn't even hurt.
But he did it in front of everyone!
Oh, please! You're only upset because
he slapped you in front of Leelu!
Isn't that right, Viju?
Are you Jagga?
- Yes.
We've all been waiting to meet you!
Oh gosh!
To meet me?!
Have I become that famous?
Your dress is lovely.
It's nice, right?
Adi anna bought it for me.
Im a big fan of yours!
I follow you on Instagram.
Really? Thank you!
You look so cute too.
You look like a festival doll
from our village back home.
Give me your Insta ID,
Ill follow you back!
Hey, idiot!
- Huh?
Get the ID later.
Did you come here alone?
No, look! Your friend is coming.
Wait, is Adi here?
[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Thanks for coming.
I tried calling, but it wouldn't connect.
I only saw one tick on WhatsApp.
I couldn't even see your profile pic.
Well, when you're blocked...
you can't call,
no double ticks, and no profile pic!
Viju Uncle!
Papa didn't just block you
on Instagram...
Im the one who told him to block you!
Oh! So you're the one who blocked him?
And here he was, showing off
as if he's not talking to you.
Viju anna, are you not speaking to him?
Tell us something we can actually believe.
Hes a total fake.
He just shows off in front of women.
Just you wait...
Next time you come by our place
looking for coffee and breakfast,
youll have to deal with me!
It was just a joke, Jagga.
How was the joke?
This is not the joke,
Now I am going to tell Sushma about Leelu,
now that would be the ultimate joke.
Jagga! Hey! Jagga! Wait!
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Jagga! My buddy! Hold on!
Don't say a word, Im getting a call.
Hello?
I'm on my way, sir.
I'll be there in twenty minutes.
Lets have a blast!
I don't want you or your "blast."
Get lost!
But without the blast, the madam won't--
I don't want her here either!
Go away!
Okay, your loss.
Jagga, you're my darling, right?
-[LAUGHS]
-Lets keep this between us.

You have become the
foundation of eternal love.
From this day forward,
my whole life is yours.
My heart sings, calling to its dreams...
- Papa!
Slowly, paradise appears
right before my eyes.
You are the reason for my
smiles and my peaceful life.
You are the reason...
Come on, lets make
some reels together!
Yes, let's do it!
- Come!
What more does these eyes have to see?!
Nidhi?
- Yeah?
Do you know who this Joo Auntie is?
Hm-hmm.
Shes your fathers old friend.
Shut up!
And what about Sihi Auntie?
-Hm-hmm.
Also your fathers old friend.
Viju anna!
And do you know who
this Junkie Auntie is?
Is she Papas old friend?
No, Im not your fathers friend.
My friend is someone else entirely.
Viju Uncle, who was your old friend?
Alas! I never had the
good fortune your father had.
Im stuck with just one.
Where on earth did that "blast" guy go?!
Neither the blast will come nor does my wife.
Oh, sweet girl, the light of my life,
you are the treasure of my heart.
Hey princess, I am your servant...
Oh, my sweet, beautiful girl.
In her laughter and her tears,
there is a grace so divine.
This, my dear child, is the
bond I will cherish forever.