I have heard elections are going to be held in SVM.
- Elections? - Yes.
What is the need for elections? Huh?
Vote for the hottest girl.
Unnecessarily they will slog. You vote for me.
No. No. You vote for me.
What must be happening in girls hostel?
What do I know?
Sonny, don't laugh.
Try to understand the difference.
A boy turns into a man when he leaves from boy's hostel.
And these girls
become lesbians.
Really?
Yes.
These girls wear short dresses in girls' hostel.
While engaging in pillow fight, they fall on the bed.
They come closer.
They lock eyes.
And move tresses.
Then it happens.
That's how it happens.
Nobody is born lesbian.
If we do that, will we become lesbian?
This is not water. This is nectar.
I gave Rs.20 to the watchman.
And he gave me water from girls hostel.
- Sorry. - Moron.
Some girls say that hostel is just a place to stay.
That's why they say not to believe rumors.
Moron! Just a place to stay!
Do you want to know?
What happens in girls hostel?
Can't we forget everything and start anew?
It was my fault. I am sorry.
Both of us were at fault, Zahira.
I missed you, Jo.
I also feel the same way.
That's enough.
You imitated Jo so well, Richa.
And you didn't imitate Zahira properly.
Don't say that.
I wore heels and said my dialogue.
Hey, listen! We have time.
Let's do another scene.
Which scene?
Your and Aarav's scene.
He will also do high jump and attend today's party.
'In India love is not a long process.'
'A few immature friends whisper in your ears.'
'And that's enough.'
'Wait.'
'Did I just say love?'
'I am in love.'
Fuck!
Vote for Zahira.
No, papa. I have not developed any penchant.
I am standing for election.
Don't worry.
Just for a few weeks.
It's nothing serious.
Vote for Zahira.
No. No, papa. I promise.
It won't affect my studies.
In fact, it's good for my resume.
Vote for Zahira.
- Vote for Zahira. - I will hang up.
Vote for Zahira.
You look really nice. Cute top.
- God I didn't like her! - Like a politician!
- Yes. - Vote for Zahira.
Vote for Zahira.
Warden, I need a room.
You want a room on hourly basis.
What? Get your head out of gutter. I want a room for election prep.
Shit. Zahira Ali. Shit.
- Z. Zahira. - Exactly. Zahira.
Get your head out of the gutter.
There is a storeroom on the third floor.
Take it on hourly basis.
Shit. Zahira Ali. Shit.
Is this your party's slogan?
I am with you.
I knew that hatred is just a farce.
Isn't water crisis enough?
Now you are distributing paper.
Can't you say it verbally? Student body election.
Vote for Zahira.
Jo, will you join our party?
Yes. My party is going on.
Upstairs.
They have invited me too.
To show their support.
I don't think any amount of alcohol can make me support you.
Come on. Come.
'Yes. Aarav is coming.'
'The reason of today's party is not to be with him.'
'But to bring Jo and Zahira together for the election.'
[Indistinct background voice]
No, mom. No. I am not drunk.
It's been a long time since Richa is gone.
Entire two minutes.
You dropped me. Now go.
Go.
Did you fall down?
Just leave.
Hi.
You have really come.
Yes. I mean,
- I am a little scared. But.. - So am I.
Let's go.
Sister-in-law, take him carefully.
This is not a send-off ceremony. Now leave.
They are in the same room for the first time in three years.
I can't miss the beginning. Let's go.
Shall I start with friends?
Nothing interesting ever follows friends.
Okay. Then we can address issues like
her management quota students get more importance over others.
Water crisis. And..
Zahira, touch their hearts.
They are thirsty not only for water, but also for love.
You smell nice.
Thanks.
I sprayed very little.
Someone might sense the presence of a boy through its fragrance.
Everybody in girls hostel uses boy's perfume.
We like it.
'Whenever Aarav is with me,'
'dopamine, adrenaline and endorphin elevate in my body.'
'And oxytocin explodes in my brain.'
'Hold on. I can say it loudly in my mind.'
'I love you.'
Hi, guys.
A boy.
Yes. Broadly speaking, I am a boy.
Hi. Hi.
How are you, Jo?
Hi, guys.
Hi. I am Aarav.
- Hi. I know. I am... - You know?
- I am Fomo. - Fomo.
No. No. Actually, Momo.
- Nice place. - Nice.
Wine glasses.
Wine glasses in a hostel party. There must be caviar for snacks.
Oh no! I have got a selection of cheeses.
Thank you.
Good. Nice. Wow!
In our hostel their is fried potato for snacks.
Each one gets one piece.
But this is good. If you become the president,
will you please make this mandatory?
Yes. Don't worry.
Madam is the president.
She will take care of everything.
Isn't hiding behind sarcasm a bit cliched?
Someone even said it makes you unapproachable.
Yet here you are.
Jo has made these pegs. It's a little strong.
But Zahira has got starters.
It's served in bowls.
So elections. Huh?
It's been crazy.
Right?
And we are together.
It feels great. It's like friends reunion. Isn't it?
That never happened.
Jo and Zahira are friends again.
By the way, why did both of you fight?
Actually, I have heard that both of you had an affair in first year.
Right, Aarav?
Actually, I thought that both of you are arch enemies.
I think you have spoken enough.
- I am saying this. Okay? - No.
- I will give you something. Come. - No.
We will lock them in a room.
We will give both of them a peg of whiskey.
And we will play sad songs.
There will be confrontation.
Things will get sorted out.
There is nothing to sort out.
Ruined the party.
Wasn't she listening to songs?
They always talk harshly.
There is always so much tension between them.
Tension? What kind of tension?
Sexual.
Hi.
We already said hi over there.
Remember? We said hi.
Hey!
We didn't say hey before.
So...
Hey.
Didn't say hey before.
It's such a short word.
When is your birthday?
24th April.
Taurus.
- Myself Cancer. - I agree.
Taurus and Cancer are made for each other.
Oh!
My ex was a Leo.
So it never worked between us.
- Really? - I am sorry.
So it had nothing to do with you cheating on him
stalking him and then defaming him on social media.
No, man!
There was fault in our stars.
We were never aligned.
- Cheers. - Go ahead.
Hey!
Tell me something.
Do you see boys when you are drunk?
You are sloshed. Sit down.
Nonsense!
What?
Why don't you go and talk to him?
How do I talk? There is no place.
Both of them are glued together.
Go on.
Life is too short.
Short.
Is only my life short?
Hers isn't? She can do it.
Where is my liquor?
Why are you looking at me?
I didn't make any promises, Mili.
- Oh! She is clearing her throat. - Palak.
She will give a speech now.
Very well then.
I wasn't lying when I made those promises.
But things take time.
Most importantly, I got support.
Support.
You support those who are clear about what they want.
Because I am my favorite as a reason is just not good enough, Mili.
How about I give you a better reason, Mili?
Ramya Mantri is a bitch!
She is an evil bitch!
And not doing anything makes you stand for evil.
Earlier it was personal.
But now, it's about everyone.
Look, Zahira. You don't want to win.
You want to win from Ramya Mantri.
I say it's pretty fucking personal.
So keep your charade with you.
Fine. I won't do it. You stand for the election.
I will do everything in my power to make you win against Ramya.
Vote for Zahira!
Yeah! Zahira!
Richa, hold Mili.
Aarav, obviously, don't move. Don't move at all.
Come on.
Come on, Twitter. Come.
I swear he was right here.
What? Are you sure they were boys?
Seriously, they..
What happened?
- There was a boy at the window. - Who?
- He was clicking photos. - Where is he?
Behind. First floor.
You girls go to your room. Go to your room.
- 1st floor. - 2nd floor.
3rd floor.
Twitter, go with Zahira.
- Palak, go downstairs. - Yes.
Be careful.
I have a question.
Yes. Go ahead.
Guys who finish medical and become gynecologist...
- Gynecologist. - Yes. Exactly.
Yeah.
Do they need nudes for study material?
Fuck! No! No!
No? - No.
Interesting! I like how you say no.
You are cute.
Go down! Down! Down!
What happened? Why are you girls running?
Which train did you miss? Hello!
What is going on in the hostel?
Boys have entered the hostel.
Boys! Boys! Boys have entered the hostel.
Scoundrel.
Okay.
Talking about nudes.
Can I send you some nudes?
What the fuck is wrong with you? No. You can't send me nudes.
Surely?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I mean, no. You can't send me nudes.
Come on, man. Give me your number.
I will call you. Whenever.
Listen, Fomo. Momo. Whatever the fuck your name is!
Momo.
Look.
You are a sweet person.
But I think you had a little too much tonight.
Fine? Richa, I am leaving.
- Bye. - Hey! Aarav, the party has just begun.
- Just stay. - Listen.
His number is 98190334.
Okay?
We are friends since one year.
I have been on a few dates with him.
I still don't call him whenever.
So stop touching him and making him feel uncomfortable.
He is my guest.
Whether he is your guest or friend or lover.
You seem to be a little confused, Richa.
But I can't miss out on him.
I saw you and you looked right through me.
- Your face is like Pacific ocean. - Hey!
Stop.
Aarav, listen.
Aarav, why are you scared?
Listen, Aarav.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Fomo, have you watched 'Dil Chahta Hai' movie, Momo?
In 'Dil Chahta Hai' movie Aamir Khan has a stalker.
Akshay Khanna explains to her at the beach.
I have watched 'Dil Chahta Hai'.
But I want to watch it again with you.
You know what?
Fuck it!
No means no.
I know I am a guy. But still no means no.
Okay?
Look. Good you asked me before sending those nudes.
Many boys in my hostel can learn something from you.
Go to your room.
Bye.
- Fucking idiot! - Bye, Aarav.
I have seen one of them at the tea stall.
What?
Do you know his name or anything?
Hey!
If you want to gossip, then stay.
Come on. Go and sleep.
- Come on. - Hey, warden!
Boys sneaked into the hostel secretly. And you are concerned about sleeping.
They are bound to sneak in since it's not allowed. What, man?
It hasn't happened for the first time.
It happens once in two years.
Hey, guard! Is this some kind of pilgrimage?
- We need better security. - Yes. True.
- And management. - Hey!
Any boy will barge in and we won't even come to know.
How will we not find out?
We will find out.
Boy!
Damn!
- Damn! - Hey! Come here!
Come.
Oh!
Your friends ran away.
And you were left alone.
Jo, we will go tomorrow morning to complain about him.
Hold on. He is my friend.
So?
Hi, ma'am. I am Aarav.
- Hi. I am warden. - Ma'am.
He is Aarav.
We had called him to the room. We had invited him.
Will somebody explain to me?
Isn't this called hypocrisy?
Hey!
We had invited him.
So?
So...?
Invited him? So?
So ma'am, there is a difference.
How? There is a minor difference.
But nobody invited them.
Aarav was invited.
Potato. Sweet potato.
They have fled. He is here.
Shall I complain about you? Shall I?
No. I don't even want to.
I will go to the dean's office.
She will point out my flaws.
I don't like constructive criticism.
So cancel. Cancel.
Any guy from the tea stall will sneak into the hostel.
What is the problem with tea stall?
Ma'am, it's a fucking breeding ground for creeps.
Boys don't sit there to smoke and drink tea.
But to stare at girls. You also know that.
It's called girls' hostel viewpoint.
For fuck sake!
And ma'am, they have put up a time table.
At 5 o'clock so-and-so girl comes.
At 6 o'clock so-and-so girl comes.
Your name is also on that fucking time table, ma'am.
Me too?
I can't do anything.
You will have to talk to the dean.
Till then goodnight. Bye.
Please. Please. Please take good care of yourself.
You too, Aarav.
Ma'am!
Guys, we can't let this happen again and again.
We have to do something about this.
We have to make this deaf administration listen.
And we need to make some changes.
And I will do it once I become your president.
Yes! Zahira for president, guys! Zahira for...
There are other ways to make people listen.
We don't have to wait for our glorious leader Zahira Ali
to become queen of seven hostels.
We will have to do it ourselves.
Yes. Do it. Do it. Do everything on your own.
- I am not talking to you, fucking queen. - Talk to me.
What is your fucking problem?
You do what you want to do. Have I ever stopped you?
So don't come in my way again.
It's not about you.
Elections are not about you.
Wonder what all things you will do to make yourself feel important.
She will do it. Zahira will stand in the election.
Zahira for president.
Watch this.
See what she is doing.