Ashmit Singhania turns around and breaks into a big smile on seeing Jassi. There are a number of other guests in the lavishly-decorated room, and she looks rather ill at ease. But he comes forward with long strides and takes both her hands warmly in his own.
Ashmit: Mujhe toh lag raha tha ki aap aengi hi nahin….
Jassi: (freeing her hands and smiling rather vaguely at him) Apne invite kiya tha…itni courtesy toh banti hai ki aaun…..aur aap shayad kuch faayde aur nuksaan ki baat kar rahe the?
He throws back his head and laughs expansively. "Aate hi point ki baat? I like that…..no wonder aap itni successful hai! Waiter….." He stops a passing waiter and takes two drinks, holding one and handing her another, not noticing her reluctance. Loudly he declares, "To the most beautiful and successful woman in this room!" and raises a toast.
A cheer rises up. Ashmit clinks his glass against hers, downs it in one gulp and looks at Jassi as if expecting her to do the same. She quietly summons the waiter and puts the glass back on the tray. "Thank you Mr. Singhania…..lekin main drink nahin karti….aapne toast uthaana tha, issliye maine glass le liya…."
A female voice from somewhere behind her comments sneeringly, "How middle-class!"
She turns to find a few page 3 wannabe ladies clustered together, smirking at her. Looking straight at them, she says calmly, "Haan…main ek middle-class ladki thi, hun aur hamesha rahungi…..meri pehchaan waqt se ya paise aa jaane se nahin badli hai!"
Ashmit finds another occasion to applaud her. "Jassiji….aapki baatein sun kar toh aapke kadam choomne ka mann karta hai!"
She is unmoved by the compliment. He hastily orders a soft drink for her and begs her to be seated. The moment she does so, he sits down right next to her, almost too close for comfort. "Haan toh Jassiji…..aap kuch business ki baat karna chahti thi…."
Jassi: (exasperatedly) Main jaana chahti hun ki aap wo weavers waali zameen ka kya faisla…….
Just then some very important, very drunken guest stumbles up to them and starts talking to Ashmit in a familiar kind of way. Jassi looks on uncomfortably while he entertains the newcomer. When the man finally staggers away in search of another victim, Ashmit turns apologetically to her….and then the band strikes up a dance tune.
He extends his hand. "May I have the pleasure of a dance?"
Jassi: (at a loss) Mr. Singhania….
Ashmit: Please Jassiji….hamare ghar aa kar, mezbaan ka dil mat dukhaaiye….aur please, mujeh Ashmit kahiye…..
She reluctantly gets up and gives him her hand. He leads her triumphantly to the dance floor as the guests clap.
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