I laughed. "Old? That movie is like pinni —gets better with age."
The Night We Tried to Watch Them All
"Now," I said, "watch Diljit and Neeru fight from Canada to India." Within minutes, Gill was laughing at the hotel mix-up scene—where the two rivals unknowingly share a room, and Diljit tries to hide in the bathroom wearing a lady’s dupatta . My wife walked in, saw us wheezing, and muttered, "Mental ho gaye ho?"
It was a rainy Saturday evening in Ludhiana. My nephew, Gill, had just failed his engineering exams (again). To cheer him up, I declared, "Beta, forget calculus. Tonight, we study the real science— Hasse da Science ."
We ended with the immigrant comedy. Amrinder Gill and Simi Chahal trying to survive in Birmingham. The scene where they cook sarson da saag in a posh British apartment and set off the fire alarm? Gill paused the movie and said, "Uncle, I’m not sad about exams anymore. I’m sad I’ve been missing these movies."
I pulled out my old laptop and announced:
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