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Today i'll be explaining another 90s classic, Hum Aapke Hai Kaun. I've seen it like 15 times because I really love the plot and think it's incredibly nuanced and the characters are so well develope-
Madhuri Dixit and Tuffy. I watch it for Madhuri Dixit and Tuffy.
Anyway, first of all we have our main characters in black and white staring at us as the name of the movie is sung. i'm fine with Nisha (loml) looking at me like that but Prem (Mr. nursery rhyme himself) please don't. stop it. tu mere liye koi nahi hai.
then sasta ipl brooo and instead of Ravi Shastri (i don't follow cricket was this a correct reference) we have Laloo Prasad. And the best umpire in existence Tuffy. Sasta Ravi is also the batter (not atta) and Prem is the bowler. I don't understand what's happening because cricket and me are no.
Then Sasti Sharpay Evans is terrorised by Rita (other loml) and cricket (same) and Tuffy. She's gotten a rishta for Prem's older brother Rajesh, who kind of looks like this classmate of mine who had a crush on my best friend. The girl's name is Sweety. Aunty talks about how sanskari she is and her husband is like "graduation nahi hua hai bandi ka" and aunty is like "shut up what do you know you're a college professor". I was on uncle's side but then he said that the house needs a bride who will be the mother Prem never had. Uncle talks about another rishta whose dad was apparently Prem's dad's old friend from college.
The girl's name is Pooja and she looks like my best friend and yes she is extremely pretty which is why i need to destroy any relationship she's in so that we can get married when we're 40. But Rajesh is not interested in marriage rn. So they trick him into going to some mandir place where the girl's family is currently.
Rajesh comes back from work and they talk about work stuff. The staff serves food and Rajesh is like "what's going on...." and Prem says they're going to the mandir place way too hyped up. Prem is too weird bro. When Rajesh starts asking everyone runs away.
Then we're at mandir which is made obvious by a bhajan being sung in the background. Pooja and her dad are making kachoris. Then cutesy wife-husband stuff between the parents. Maa is like "no one can win an argument against you... apart from Nisha!"
WOMAN RUN ME OVER WITH THOSE SKATES GODDAMN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
she does some tallying work at the lodge and she wears the manager's hat and glasses because yes. Prem comes in and starts touching stuff. Then they argue. Then Nisha takes off the cap and chasma and they do eye flirting and i want to meet someone like this bro. Then Prem sees Pooja and is like "my bhabhi is hot bro." Then Prem says shut and mimics her.
Then the uncles meet and dad is like "i had a bet against your uncle about who will bald". then rishte ke baare mei baath hoti hai. Then the uncles thank each other? And ok Rajesh and Pooja make a cute couple. and they're both artistic?? then Prem opens his mouth. ChAlO bHaIyA pAiNtInG dEkHeNgE pAiNtInG. shut up. Then he tries to flirt with Nisha a little and fails like the little bitchboy he is.
POOJA GIVE ME YOUR ART SKILLS.
Prem continues being annoying. Rajesh is like tell me what's going on. Prem is like painting painting. Pooja accidentally spills paint on Rajesh and they get married.
Also the songs in this are so fun bro-
WAH WAH RAMJI (chik chik chik chik) JODI KYA BANAI (chik chik chik chik) BHAIYA AUR BHABI KO (chik chik chik chik) BADHAI HO BADHAI
You can also see Nisha fall for Prem a little during the song (Prem tho pehle se gira hua tha).
The inlaws are coming over and apparently they did not get married it was the engagement. as a sad gay boy who was literally going to die for his friend (boyfriend) once said: I am dumb. Another uncle comes and is angry because he wasn't told about the rishta. Wo itna gussa hai ki paan nahi lenge, na kuch khaayenge, na kuch peeyenge, dharti par lot jaayenge, maya yashoda ke godhi mei nahi betenge, unke putra na bankar nand ke putra kehlayenge-
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