Koyambedu, the last stop.
Everyone get down! Mom, come. I said I’ll book a flight for
you, but you didn’t listen! Sir, do you need
an auto rickshaw? Welcome, dad.
– Give me your bag, mom. She didn’t come, right? She’s cooking for you at home. Just because I came now, don’t think
that I’ve forgotten the past. Does your wife speak
our language now? Or is it still ‘aaya’ & ‘jaaya’? – Shush..
– What shush? – Grandma! Grandpa!
– Varun!! Come, dear. Look! She has maintained this
house just like ours, right? I don’t remember anything
that I waited to tell you, for the last 6 years,
3 months & 11 days. This heart.. Whatever it doesn’t get, it
keeps longing only for that. Can you accept me? After all these years, why am I the
only one who’s not able to change? It’s only a change of
heart that’s needed, mom. There’s nothing wrong
in changing, right? Let hearts come together.
Let us welcome change.