Continue from: Gunjan's birthday party
Samrat continues to walk towards Gunjan with something in his hand, while everyone looks on. Uday is giving him "Go Sam!" looks which are halted by a sudden, sharp nudge from Dia. He indignantly looks back.
Uday: deedz! Lagti hai yar!
Dia: isiliye maara tha dodo. Yaha yeh sab kya ho raha hai?
Uday: main batatu hu. Yaha na deedz Gunjan ke birthday ki celebrations ho rahi hai. Sam ne arrange ki hai.
Dia: (stunned) Sammy ne?
(Samrat is now near Gunjan and looks at her affectionately.)
Samrat: chashmish, aaj hai toh tumhara birthday hai par mujhe new year jaisa kuch lag raha hai.
Gunjan: aisa kyun?
Samrat: well, yeh saal ab tak mere liye bahut special raha hai. (looks around) baaki sab toh nahi badla. Uday abhi bhi slow motion record ki tarah bajta hai, Dia ab bhi choti choti baato pe ruth jaati hai, Benji ab bhi apni hot dates me confused rehta hai. Par main... main zarur badal gaya hu. Jabse tum meri zindagi me aayi ho, aur hum dost bane hai, mera bhi mann karta hai acha acha ban ne ka. Tumhari tarah.
Gunjan: (smiles) tum toh ache ho hi Samrat, bahut ache ho.
Samrat: thank you. Waise tumhare gift ko leke main thoda confused tha. Kuch expensive deta toh shayad tum accept nahi karti, aur tum auro se alag ho na. Isliye maine socha ki tumhe gift me kuch yaadein hi de deta hu. After all, wo tumhe kabhi akela nahi chodengi. (He hands her the gift he has been holding so far. Gunjan opens the box to find a large photo frame, done in a lovely shade of gold, with a photograph of the two of them together on stage on talent parade day. It is a special moment captured in print, a moment to remember, a moment that marked the beginning of a friendship they both cherished.)
Gunjan: Samrat, bahut bahut khubsurat hai.
Samrat: (leans in and whispers into her ears) ab kam se kam main hamesha tumhari yaado me toh rahunga. (draws back) aur haan, wo phool maine hi bheje the. Wo poem bhi maine hi likhi thi.
Benji: dude! Phool laaya main tha. Teri credit churane ki aadat bahut buri hai.
Gunjan: (smiles) thank u Benji.
Samrat: waise chashmish, ek surprise aur hai tumhare liye.
Gunjan: kya?
Samrat: socho, ki mere baad wo kaun hai jiski yaad tumhe hamesha aati hai? (Gunjan opens her mouth to reply but Samrat stops her.) Uh huh, bolo mat, bas dekho. Darwaze ki taraf.
(As everyone turns to look at the door, we see Gunjan's Dad standing there, smiling.)
Gunjan: (overjoyed) Bauji aap!
Nupur: arey waah Samrat. Tum toh kamaal ho. Bauji!
(They both run upto him and hug him together.)
Bauji: happy birthday beta. Main toh aa hi nahi pata aaj, bahut kaam tha. Par kisi tarah Samrat ne arrange kiya, phone karke, pata nahi kya kya karke. Bada pyara bacha hai.
(Still hugging her dad, Gunjan looks at Samrat and gives him a sweet thank-you smile. Samrat looks at her too and is pleased to see how happy she is. Nothing else seems to matter. The simple fact of a smile on his chashmish's face seems to mean the world. Dia is infuriated to see how they continue their eye-to-eye conversations throughout the party.)
Dia: (thinks) kahi yeh Morena behanji Gunjan ko Sammy se pyar vyar toh nahi ho gaya? Lagta hai use batana hoga ki Sammy sirf Dia se pyar karta hai. Nahi toh bechari ka dil toot jaayega.
Cut to: Later that night
Nupur is keeping aside clothes to wear to college the next day. Gunjan is sitting on the bed, in a contemplative mood.
Nupur: by God Gunjan. Aaj bada acha laga. Tere birthday ke chakkar me Bauji se bhi mil liye, kitne dino baad. Tera Samrat kitna khayal rakhta hai tera.
Gunjan: haan di, bauji se milke bahut acha laga.
Nupur: aur maze ki baat toh yeh hai ke Mayank ki t-shirt pe maine jo cake lagaya hai na, dho dho ke bhi dhul nahi paayega, by God!
(looks at Gunjan) tu kya soch rahi hai haan?
Gunjan: kuch nahi di. Bas yahi ke Samrat hamesha kitna..
Nupur: kitna caring hai na? Arey main toh kehti hu ki pehle use bada galat samjha humne.
Gunjan: hmm…par…
Nupur: (looks at the clock) haye 2 baj gaye Gunjan! Kal college kaise jaayenge? Chal chal chal so jaate hai. Gud night!
(Even after the lights go out, Gunjan is unable to sleep. It is the same for Sam, who is lost in Gunjan's happy, glowing expression. How he loved to see her happy!)
Cut to: Next Morning – Excel College
Mayank is standing near the notice board, reading a newly put up notice. He sees Nupur walk past him.
Mayank: Nupur!
Nupur: oh Mayank, hie. Kya kar rahe ho?
Mayank: tumne yeh notice padha? Aaj…
Nupur: aaj toh by God, mera dhyan hi khoya hua hai. Kal party me kitna maza aaya na?
Mayank: haan. Nupur main keh raha tha ke…
Nupur: acha Mayank, wo cake wali t shirt kyun nahi pehan ke aye?
Mayank: kyunki mere paas aur bhi kapde hai. Ab main bolu?
Nupur: haan bolo na. Tabse bol hi toh rahe ho.
Mayank: notice laga hai ke aaj best project ki announcements hone wali hai. Aur winners ko ek inter college event me jaake presentation deni hai.
Nupur: acha! Tumhe kya lagta hai? Kaun honge winners?
Mayank: pata nahi. Par I hope ki hamara project select hua ho.
(Miss Aha overhears their conversation.)
Miss Aha: kaafi chances hai Mayank. Maine Deodhar Sir ko lists banate waqt tumhare project pe focus karte suna tha.
Nupur: (happily) sach Mam?
Miss Aha (smiling): all the best Nupur, Mayank.