Yes.
Yes! Come on, Naina.
Come on!
Yes! Yes!
Yes!
Yes! Yes!
Almost there. Almost.
Yes!
Fatso, what's with the drama?
You are like this after climbing 6 floors.
What would've have happened if it was 23 floors?
Then I would've come on four shoulders instead of one.
Naina, you also rest.
You must be tired.
What happened, son?
It's nothing, mom.
The is lift isn't working so we took the stairs.
He ended up like this after climbing the stairs once.
This is how people go up.
Dad, the man who can't even get up out of the bean bag,
how can he go up?
When I was his age,
- I would jump over 6 ft high walls just like that. - How?
Like that.
VK, you did it only once when the dogs chased you.
They didn't chase me.
I had a race with the army dogs.
Don't you remember how I disappeared?
The dogs couldn't find me.
You didn't disappear.
There was an open sewer
on the other side of the wall and he fell in it
when he jumped.
The dogs thought, he disappeared.
Aren't those open sewers very dangerous, uncle?
I am still so fit that I can do a 6 ft high jump.
You look at yourself.
I am sure, you never ran in your life.
Well, I run every day.
Away from exercise.
Son, change your food habits if you don't want to exercise.
The amount of food all of us eat through out the day,
he eats it in a single sitting.
To think, he will change his food habits!
He will, dad.
I will personally cook for your, Sambo.
Dear, we want him to change his food habits,
we don't want him to starve.
Sameer.
Son, you should start doing exercises.
Listen to me.
You will eat my cooking.
Right.
All the best, son!
Here is your super healthy soup.
What is this?
A soup.
What's for the main course?
The same.
Who gets healthy by eating this?
Sambo, it has 360 calories,
50 grams protein, micro-greens and zero carbs.
What else do you want in it?
Taste.
It's hot.
It's nice, right?
It's so nice that I'm thinking I'll savor it
for a long time while playing a game.
Quietly finish the soup
- or I'll stop cook anything altogether. - Really?
Alright, if it is so bad then do one thing,
start working out with dad from tomorrow onwards.
No way! It's very nice.
It's very nice.
Good!
Great!
Quickly finish it.
There's more coming.
I'll get it.
Yes, did you put the parcel?
It's not there.
Down? Yes, found it. Okay.
What are you looking at?
I was watching, what you are doing.
Nothing. What are you doing?
Nothing.
I am just strolling.
Yes, even I am
strolling.
- Really? - Yes.
Tell me, I've been married for 30 years.
I can get fed up of my wife and come out for fresh air.
Why are you out here at night
and not with your wife?
I was just throwing the garbage.
Don't throw it. Give it to me.
That's my tandoori fish.
What will you do with the garbage?
I don't eat fish.
But D'Costa likes Tandoori fish a lot
as manure.
I see. You...
You are stealing garbage again.
What if mom finds out?
Even your wife can find out
that you covertly order and eat food from outside.
Are you threatening me?
Yes.
Please don't tell anyone.
Please!
As long as you conceal my secret,
your secret is safe with me.
Enjoy your Tandoori dish.
- Goodnight! - Goodnight!
How could my cooking cause a stomach ache?
Everyone's mechanism is different.
Probably, my body is rejecting healthy food.
What happened to my son?
It's nothing, mother. He just has a stomach ache.
Stomach ache!
Son, did you eat any food from outside
such as tandoori food or something?
No, father.
Sameer has stopped eating outside food.
Now he only eats food cooked by me.
- Food cooked by you? - Yes.
What did you feed my child?
Soup, salads, fruits, sprouts...
Oats.
What did you give him as real food?
Mother, it's real food.
I eat more than that when I observe a fast.
You are starving my son.
Mother, I eat the same food.
It's healthy.
We eat food for taste.
That is why my son is getting weak after getting married.
- I will prepare something for you right away. - Right.
See. He had gas because of an empty stomach.
No need to go anywhere.
I have a cure for that.
There you go.
Dad, I don't drink alcohol.
I won't waste alcohol on you either.
It's a concoction.
- A concoction? - Yes.
The newest product
from Dr. Giriraj Shastri's pharmaceuticals.
'Bhadabhad Kadha'.
There you go.
Just taking a whiff will cure you.
- I feel nauseated. - Great!
Another new product from Dr. Giriraj's pharmaceuticals.
'Ulti Seedhi Kadha.'
Hold on. Don't worry, son.
I won't let you consume poison.
Yes, Sambo. Mother is right.
Don't drink this concoction.
I was talking about your cooking.
Mother, what is the problem with my cooking?
The fact that one has to eat it as well.
Fine!
Sambo, you decide.
Healthy delicious food made by me.
Or mom's oil well.
Yes, Sameer.
You tell Naina whose cooking you want to eat.
I'll deliberate and tell you.
What happened?
I've been noticing that you always have a long face
since you got married.
The situation is such.
I don't know what to do.
Choose your wife.
This time I want to choose mom.
Why?
Have you ever had Naina's cooking?
Son.
Your dad's spirit screamed out in pain
only twice.
The first time,
when your mom
showed her true colors for the first time after our marriage.
And the second time,
when I had Naina's cooking for the first time
after your marriage.
Before she used to cook once in a while.
She would let me order food as well.
Now she cooks every day.
If I eat mom's cooking
then Naina's dad will kill me
by making me workout to death.
Then eat Naina's cooking.
Then I'll die just like that.
- Dad. - Yes?
What would you do if you were me?
Ignore.
Meaning?
My son,
whenever there's been conflict between your mother and my mother,
then I would quietly get up,
go to my university and mind my own business.
I have received more that half of the awards
because of the fights between your mother and my mother.
Unfortunately, my mom left too soon.
Otherwise, I had a chance of winning the Nobel prize.
I can't even go out.
Even I can't go outside anymore.
I run all my experiments here.
Look, these days
I'm grafting rose with datura.
You must also do the same.
You mean to say,
I mix mom and Naina's food?
Look, I am not saying anything.
You do what you see fit.
It would be better for you
if you keep things secret.
What's the matter, dear? Why are you looking so stressed?
Mom, what do you think,
who will Sameer choose?
Me or mother?
You see,
there's only one thing
that leads Sameer's life.
It's food.
He will choose his mom.
But my cooking is also good.
"Chanting."
Sameer will definitely choose mother.
Dear, what's the problem with that?
Mother's food resembles an oil well.
If Sameer eats her cooking then let alone 6 floors,
he won't even be able to climb up a weighing scale.
I have something that could
make Sameer choose your cooking.
What is it?
This!
Oh!
Nice box.
Manifestation box.
Naina, write down your wish
and put it in this box.
It will be fulfilled.
Naina, don't pay attention to this box,
pay attention to that box.
Naina, let's do one thing.
Let's make that fatso
run every day.
He won't quit eating.
The fatso won't run either.
- Let me try this. - There you go.
Fold your hands.
"Chanting."
Yes, mom.
You serve the food, I'm coming right over.
Sameer.
What happened?
- I'm panting. - Why?
Because of hunger.
Where were you?
Give me something to eat.
The manifestation box!
Do you want to eat my cooking?
Of course.
What did you tell mother?
I told her,
I love Naina very much.
I will eat her cooking.
What did mother say then?
She was quiet.
She didn't say a word.
Then I explained to her
that I should eat Naina's cooking
for the sake of my health.
And she agreed?
What option did she have?
Hold on.
- It means, you like my cooking. - Very much.
Sometimes I ask God
what did I do
to deserve this food?
Oh my God! This is so exciting.
- I'm so excited. - But listen.
Don't tell mom anything.
Not even once?
Okay, I won't tell her.
I will make amazing
quinoa khichdi for you.
Without oil.
Excited!
God!
I am not asking for much.
The food should be good enough to swallow.
Mom.
I can't tell you how tasty your cooking is.
Son, it's the taste of love, not food.
Nobody can love you more than me.
That's true.
What did you tell Naina?
I told her,
I want to eat my mom's cooking.
I like only that.
What did Naina say then?
She was quiet. She didn't say a word.
Then I affectionately explained it to her
that nobody can cook better than my mom.
I have prepared rabdi as well.
I'll get it.
Mom.
Just don't tease Naina.
Not even once?
Please!
Okay, fine. You eat.
Be quiet.
'Who says, eating food is not an exercise?'
'Today my stomach's muscle got good exercise.'
Sambo!
I have a surprise for you.
- What? - Guess!
- A PS-5? - No.
You have chosen me instead of mom.
- I think, you deserve a treat. - Oh, nice.
Yeah?
Tada!
But the cream looks bad
for my health.
But it's not cream at all.
No? What is it then?
It's pumpkin.
Oh!
- But it has sugar... - No!
- No? - No.
Salt.
Come on, have it.
Try it.
Open your mouth. Big.
Big one. Big bite.
Come on. Come on.
How is it?
Oh!
What?
- Unbelievable. - Oh my God!
I can't believe this.
Oh my God. It's yummy, right?
Hmm.
I've made one more cake.
A yam cake. I'll get it.
Oh God!
You don't care about humankind at all.
Sameer is eating Naina's cooking.
Just imagine, VK.
Even we can't stand her cooking.
Yeah, I am surprised.
How did that happen?
The manifestation box.
It has powers.
VK, try it.
You also try it.
I will put
such an impossible wish in it
that will never happen.
What?
Sameer will stop being lazy
and start exercising.
Impossible.
I knew that love is blind.
But I didn't know that love is a terrible cook.
Dad's mixing theory didn't work.
You! What are you doing?
Exercise.
At 2 am!
Yes.
If the body is fit then the mind is a hit.
Oh!
Manifestation box.
Sorry?
I'm impressed.
Sameer.
- If you exercise every day - Yes.
Then you will always stay young like me.
I've been working out since years.
By looking at me,
no one can guess my correct age.
Great.
Come on, you guess it.
72.
Your own
father
is 60 years old.
And you're saying, I'm 72!
I can do a 6 ft high jump even today.
You look at yourself, fatso!
Don't you dare ever guess my age again!
***.
Sir...
68?
Sir, 67?
69?
I'm coming.
Must Dhaniram's stomach get upset today?
Wow!
After so many days
you have prepared so many dishes.
Where should I begin from?
We have salad, we have poppadums.
None of these is for you.
It's all for my son.
You have arrived, son.
Come and have your meal.
Mom, I won't be able to eat today.
You give that to dad.
Son, don't sacrifice your hunger because of him.
No, it's not because of him. I have a meeting today.
Then eat first and leave.
The client said that we'll have lunch together.
Then eat it at night, late at night.
I'm invited for dinner as well.
I am packing all the food.
You eat it during the meeting.
Just one bowl...
You are enjoying the 'mixing'.
You gave me a bad idea.
My stomach has turned into a balloon
because of eating food cooked by two women.
It could burst at anytime.
From today onwards I won't eat food cooked by anyone.
What will you eat then?
I am observing an infinite fast from today onwards.
Son, I've packed your food. Take it, son.
Dear God,
you show humans the correct path whenever we are in trouble.
Hi! How was your meeting?
- It's in the dustbin. - What?
I mean, my client got offended.
Why?
Well, he had ordered chicken, mutton, fish
and everything.
But I said, no!
I will only eat salad made by my wife.
Sambo, you're so cute.
Naina.
Sameer.
Come on.
Naina!
Yes, mom.
Oh my God! Dad!
What happened to you?
All this has happened because of that box.
I thought, the manifestations box
actually grants wishes.
So I also made a wish
that I will jump over a 6 ft high compound wall.
But... Ouch!
Just to prove to Sameer that he is young and fit.
Yes.
Dear, 6 ft is too high.
He collided with the wall and fell on the bushes below.
I can jump over the compound wall.
You cannot jump.
- Look, I... - You can't.
Yes,
Actually, our compound wall
is not 6 ft high.
It's 6 ft 2 inches.
That is why, I...
I...
I told you...
Get it off.
Ouch!
You will be alright.
Come.
Your dad is insane.
When will you give up your habit of stealing garbage?
But he is less insane than my dad.
It's an experiment, not stealing.
I think, even you are a result of God's experiment.
I'd say, a failed experiment.
After today, don't bring garbage in the house.
It won't come after today.
Hello!
It won't come today either.
Hey! Listen...
Eww!
How did the food I prepared end up in the dustbin?
Mom, actually...
- Well... - I understand.
Since you chose my cooking,
Naina threw my food in the garbage.
Oh!
Is that how you got back at me, Naina?
Food made by you?
But Sameer has been eating food made by me.
Naina, no one can eat your cooking, except you.
Why are you quiet, Sameer?
Yes, Sameer. Say something.
Actually,
I dropped the food in the dustbin
by mistake.
You have made Sameer so blind in love
that he put my food
in the dustbin.
Mom, actually...
I did all that because I didn't want to disappoint both of you.
So I was eating food made by both of you.
When that 'mixing'
got out of control,
I put food...
Sorry, mom.
Make a salad out of your apology
and have it with Naina.
Don't come to me for food ever again.
Listen.
Sorry.
No, no need to apologize to me.
You go and
swim in mother's oil well, okay? Enjoy.
Hey!
At least push me with affection.
You are out again.
Not of my own will. I was tossed out.
- What about you? - Same.
Forget all that.
We will live together.
We have each other.
- You don't worry about food at all. - Okay.
I will prepare delicious dishes for you every day.
Such as?
Such as...
Mashed bitter gourd.
Such as...
Okra curry.
Such as...
Ginger gravy.
Such as...
Why are you crying?
I am good at making sweet dishes too.
Curse you, Guruji!