As the song progresses, we see the first few weeks of the marriage. Every time Aditya and Anjali go anywhere, Aditya sees a spectral image of Aarti. He stares at it for a long time, leaving Anjali feeling unappreciated and unwelcome. This happens at their home, in parks, basically anywhere they end up. We also have scenes of Aditya quickly leaving the house and getting into his car for work as Anjali tries to bring him breakfast.
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Flash forward three years (still in the song). We see Anjali picking up the kids from school and looking genuinely happy. However Aditya is still pining away for his lost wife, and completely ignoring Anjali. We have a scene of Aditya working away at his computer in the bedroom while Anjali inspects a portrait of her sister, thoughtfully hung in plain view of the bed. She studies Aarti's hair, then touches her own as if she has an idea.
The
song finally ends, and we see Anjali has gone to the hair salon. She's had her
hair colored and cut just like Aarti's in her portrait. The stylist tells her
that she looks lovely, just like her sister. At this comment, the other two
women in the salon look over with rather nasty, gossipy looking faces. Much to
my horror, I see that one of them is the same lady who played the nasty aunt in
Taal. Despite
the positive and supportive comments from the stylist, the other women decide to
put in their two cents. I'm going to quote the subtitles here, since I was
astounded that anyone would be that openly hostile. Here you go:
Anju: "But how sad, isn't it Manju? I'm told he hasn't been able to get over his first wife yet.
Manju (Lady from Taal): "True, Anju. Despite Anjali doing her best to adapt to things like her sister."
Anju: "And look at the age difference. She's so young!"
Manju: "C'mon Anju, Aditya isn't old yet. I think we must all forget about our own husbands... and have an extramarital affair with her husband."
Anju: "You're so naughty!"
Then they high-5 each other. No, I didn't make up those names for them, either.
There are some more comments about how they are better than Anjali, since they're not half Western and half Indian, already bored after only being married for three years. This is all said while they're sitting literally right next to Anjali, and isn't whispered or anything. Anjali sits there and takes the abuse, then goes home without saying a word.
Undaunted
(unbelievably so!), Anjali sets forth on her plan. At home, she's set a lavish
table for dinner, and is wearing a beautiful blue sari. She hears him pull into
the driveway, and opens the front door for him. He's taken aback at first, then
does a quick survey of what she's done with herself. He gives her the faintest
of smiles as she stands in silence.
Unfortunately as soon as the smile arrives, it fades. He moves to step past her, but she stops him and asks if she may serve his dinner. He reluctantly agrees, and we cut over to the table. They eat in awkward silence for a while, each taking quick little glances at the other. Anjali offers him various things, and asks questions about how she's done with the cooking. He politely answers her and is pleased with the meal. He asks if the twins are already in bed, and Anjali tells him they are. She mentions how they miss their dad, since he comes home after they've gone to bed, and is off for work before they get up for school.
After
some more talk about Anjali's folks and a visit, Aditya finally asks what's been
on his mind all night - what has Anjali done with herself? She asks if he likes
the new look, and he replies that he does. He tells her that she looked nice
before, but this is good as well.
Having "bared his soul," he then gets up and walks upstairs without saying anything else. Anjali looks slightly pleased, realizing that this is the first nice thing he's ever said to her.
Some time later (it's not made clear if this is the same night or not) we see a maid upstairs singing an off-key tune and running the vacuum. Anjali walks through the room and begins rummaging through the closet. She comes across a jewelry box containing some of Aarti's old adornments. She smiles at the memory, then she looks at the phone as if she's got an idea.