After Mars mission is successful, Sanyukta brings Randhir home to introduce him to her father, Kishore Agarwal.
How will he react meeting Randhir after two years? Will Mr. Agarwal accept Randhir? Will he forgive him for causing so much trouble in hi...
Realizing that having Sanaya will cause a lot of trouble than some bonding time, Randhir and Sanyukta mutually decided to take her to a nearby coffee joint, have some coffee and bond. Kishore watched them leave and was relieved that Sanyukta is going with them.
He was restless until the two returned. Oblivious to Kishore watching them from upstairs, Randhir and Sanyukta walked in laughing and holding hands.
'Okay, I should be going.' Sanyukta said to Randhir and was about to go when he tugged her hand she turned around and smiled.
'What? Let me go.' She said and chuckled. Randhir shook his head and pulled her closer. She fell on him and gasped.
'What are you doing? Papa might see us.' Sanyukta protested, but she couldn't control her smile. Randhir insisted they spend time together but Sanyukta kept shaking her head, a silly smile on her face.
'Please.' Randhir requested. He pushed aside her hair from her face and caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. Sanyukta closed her eyes. Randhir admired her.
Kishore cleared his throat and the two jumped apart. They looked up and found Kishore standing there clenching the railing tightly. Sanyukta gulped while Randhir rolled his eyes.
'Abey, yaar.' He muttered. Sanyukta looked embarrassed and avoiding her father's gaze she ran upstairs. Slowly, Randhir looked up and his gaze met Kishore's stern eyes and he smiled nervously. Pointing towards his room he mentioned he has forgotten something and hurriedly left. Kishore's eyes followed him.
Kishore paced in his room, his palms clasped behind him. A thoughtful expression on his face. A serious dilemma going on in his head. Just then there is a knock and he looked up. Sanyukta stood at the door.
'Arey beta.' Kishore waved his hand gesturing her to come. She smiled entering the room. An awkward smile.
'Do you have Gupta Uncle's number? It has been long since I chatted with him.' Kishore asked. He referred to his friend from school. Sanyukta recollected very vaguely of him as she was a toddler when they had met in person last. It was a family trip to Ooty.
She looked at her father and shook her head. Kishore looked little disappointed and nodded. He then sent her off. Sanyukta wondered why her father suddenly thought of his long-lost friend. Perhaps, some old memories had resurfaced.
'Sanyukta.' She stopped in her tracks when Kishore called her, she turned around and he smiled. 'Send Ankit.' He said. Sanyukta nodded and left the room. Once outside, she is relieved that her father didn't bring up the incident from the morning.
Ankit was gleaming with joy because Kishore had called him for some actual work. He had asked him to bring his laptop too and this gave Ankit a perfect chance to show off his latest buy from Dubai, his new Mac Pro. With his chest puffed up and a bright smile plastered on his face, he walked to his father's room. On the way, he shot a you-are-a-low-life look to Sanyukta and entered Kishore's room with pride.
'Papa.' He called. Kishore looked away from the TV and asked Ankit to come in. Ankit nodded but he found it odd when his father asked him to close the door. Nevertheless, he didn't say anything.
'Are you in any social Media?' Kishore asked as Ankit sat beside him on the bed. Ankit nodded with pride.
'All of them.' He said. His smile dropped when Kishore looked disinterested. But his face lit up when Kishore asked him to open one of the famous social networking sites. Ankit logged in and forwarded the laptop to his father. Ankit began to sweat when Kishore asked him to leave the laptop here, he needed it to privately browse the site. Ankit tried requesting Kishore that he will help him, but Kishore seemed determined. Ankit gulped and stopped speaking.
'Arey yaar, Vidhushi bahut maaregi.' He thought as he scratched the back of his head. (Oh, man! Vidhushi will beat me up)
Sanyukta had boiled hot milk for Kishore. He panicked when Sanyukta entered the room unannounced. He tried hiding the laptop screen from her and this made her slightly suspicious.
'Papa? Is everything okay?' She enquired concerned.
'Yes, Yes.' Kishore looked visibly nervous and slightly worried. Sanyukta didn't probe him further and forwarded him the glass of milk. He asked her to keep it on the bedside table. As Sanyukta placed it she tried peeping and looking into the screen but like a ninja, very swiftly, Kishore managed to hide the screen. Sanyukta eyed her father. He requested her to leave him alone as he is having a headache. She nodded and left.
As Sanyukta passed by her brother's room she heard a loud screeching sound. She peeped in and found Ankit cornered and Vidhushi throwing cushions at him.
'Idoit, the site had our vacation photos, my bikini photos, our intimate photos. How can you leave it with Papa?' She yelled at him
'Sorry, sorry, sorry.' Ankit kept chanting and pleading his wife to stop. Sanyukta pressed her lips tightly and shook her head. Serves him right for showing off. She then walked away and into her room. As she unlocked her door, she heard something smash on the wall. Vidhushi seemed to have broken something.
Kishore gestured Randhir to keep sitting while he gets the door. Randhir nodded and sat down obediently.
A while later, he heard chattering of few people, a man, a woman, and an elderly man. Randhir frowned wondering who they are.
Soon, A middle-aged couple with a grandfatherly man and a young man dressed in formals entered the living room. Randhir eyed the well-built man in a suit and felt a strange discomfort. The man not only had perfect physique but also a handsome face, moreover, he was few inches taller than Randhir. For some reason, he gave him a complex.
'ANKIT.' Kishore called.
Within seconds, a visibly worried Ankit entered the room. By now, Kishore had made the people sit.
Randhir stood with Kishore trying to keep a straight face.
'Ankit, go get Sanyukta.' Kishore said. Randhir looked sharply at Kishore but he avoided his gaze. Randhir looked back at the guests and frowned eyeing the man in crisp formals.
'Who is he, Kishoreji?' The old man asked pointing at Randhir.
Kishore looked at Randhir briefly before smiling sweetly at the elderly old man, - 'He is my son's friend. No one important.' Kishore once again avoided Randhir's gaze.
Oh, oh, I smell something fishy. Hmmm..... Mr. A what are you up to? Whatever you do just don't hurt our Sandhir. We, fans, are watching you.......
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