For one it is hard to swallow that a father would carry on the charade of posing as a girl named Tara on Facebook to get his son’s attention, and the son would not come to know of his father’s harebrained scheme even when the father asks his son for headphones after the son offers to play a song for ‘Tara’ during their net-chat. The plot hops skips and jumps all over the place barely able to avoid the potholes it creates for itself.
The scenes where the two ladies set up Rishi Kapoor’s Raj Mathur on the I-phone with his son Kabir are done with a sense of reined-in fun.
A tech-savvy Bua and her daughter-in-law(played with wonderful charm by Nirmal Rishi and Sheeba Chaddha) suggests that the father chat on Facebook with his son. Here ,Leena Yadav who gave us the brilliant Parched two years ago is not as comfortable dealing with an estranged father-son’s attempts to iron out their differences as a gaggle of friends and distant relatives in old delhi eggs them on. What is it about Old Delhi that drives filmmakers crazy with yearning and nostalgia? So many memorable and not-so-memorable films ,from B R Chopra’s Chandni Chowk to Rakeysh Omprakash Mehra’s Delhi 6 to Kabir Khan’s BajrangiBhaijaan have pitched their tale’s tent in the crowded gallis of Chandni Chowk where the sun sets and the jalebis never stops sizzling in the streetside kadhaai. The closing song of this sensible but scattered film goes, ‘Mujhe dosti karne ka shauq hai Mera dil chandni Chowk hai.’
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