:14:02
won't fill your pockets
:14:03
Look at me. Runaway peasant-boy from
Bhatinda-turned millionaire in London
:14:10
So, whatever happens is for the good.
Join my offices from tomorrow
:14:13
Offices? From tomorrow?
- Today, if you wish
:14:16
I can't attend office now.
- Why not?
:14:18
Pops, you're a man of experience
:14:21
You know what amount of hard work
it takes to fail. And Im tired, Pops
:14:26
I want a little rest, you know,
like along European holiday
:14:31
Long European holiday? How long?
- Month or month and a half
:14:34
Will you hold this for me?
And turn around
:14:43
Moron! Did I bring you up to see this day?
:14:52
No, don't drop that
:15:02
Are you all right, Pops?
:15:10
Pops, you're right. I ought to
take care of your business
:15:15
You've become so old.
- You tell your father that?
:15:22
Pops, I've decided against Europe.
I'm joining the offices from tomorrow
:15:25
In this house, only your father
decides. You're going to Europe
:15:32
No. I've had enough of a goodtime.
My years of youth are over for me
:15:38
Never say your youth is over.
:15:43
All my life I've slogged to give
you whatever I couldn't do
:15:53
When youth came and went, I never got to know
:15:57
But I wasn't sad, because I knew
that my son will have my years