Rahul: No Nisha, you are my friend
and no friend of mine is bad.

Nisha: No, Rahul, you don't know that I am not a nice girl.
Now you see, I love a boy and have always loved him ...
and today I realised that he doesn't love me.
He loves someone else. I feel hurt. I feel jealous.
Rahul, I shouldn't feel like this.
I am very bad.

Rahul: No, Nisha...

Nisha: No, Rahul. Actually, that boy
isn't just the one I love ... but he's also my best friend.
Today, for the first time, I saw love in his eyes.
I couldn't put love there in all these years, ... but that other girl has.
Perhaps they are made for each other.
Perhaps I was never meant for him. Perhaps her love for him is true.
But I' m not happy, Rahul. So you see,
I should be happy for my friend.
But I' m not happy ... I' m very bad.

Rahul: Nisha, you are not bad, you are really nice. You know who is bad? HE is bad... THE ONE who plays around with us humans. Making A love B, while B loves C... and C loves D ... I don't know why HE does this. When HE makes one person love another ... then HE ought to make sure that the other one also loves her in return. But that's not what HE does. HE's really bad. You' re not bad. HE's bad.

Nisha: You' re right ... It's HE who's bad.

Rahul: I' m sorry, Nisha. Please don't cry.

Nisha: Don't say sorry, Rahul.
I won't be able to stop myself from crying.
Don't say sorry. Just don't say sorry.