Ishana:
"It's not about him stopping me from doing things.
It's just... why do I have to tell him everything about my life?
I'll have to share a room—no space for myself."
Mark: (laughs)
"Seriously? That's what you're worried about?
Is that even a real issue?"
Ishana:
"Bro, you know what I'm trying to say.
Don't act like you don't understand.
You had to share everything with your wife too, didn't you?"
Mark:
"Yeah, I do.
But it's not a duty. I want to share things with her—tell her about my day, how I feel.
And look, if you don't like it, you can be honest with Abhi.
You can tell him you don't want to share every little detail about your private life.
It's your relationship—you set the terms.
But trust me...
One day you'll realize you got used to him without even noticing.
It's all about time.
You'll get attached, and before you know it, you'll be sharing everything with him willingly."
Ishana: (sarcastically)
"Huh, yeah right."
Mark:
"Yes!"
Ishana:
"Shut up and drive."
Mark: (smiling)
"You won't believe it, but I was exactly like you once.
Then we became friends. And after that, we started to—"
Ishana: (interrupting)
"Wait! Stop right there! I don't want to hear more.
She's my sister-in-law, remember?"
Mark:
"Hey! I wasn't going to say anything bad!"
Mark (cont'd):
"Anyway, Ishana, I really don't see any reason for you to avoid Abhi or this marriage.
He's good to you."
Ishana:
"Of course he is...
After all, I'm the one he likes, so obviously, he'll be nice."
Mark: (raises an eyebrow)
"Huh? So he likes you? Does he know you from before?
You never told me that."
Ishana:
"Yeah, he knows me from before.
Should I tell you everything?"
Mark:
"Everything?!
When did you start hiding things from me?
Why didn't I know he already knew you?
Did he propose to you or something?"
Ishana:
"No, bro. He didn't.
But still... I'm not telling you anything more."
Mark:
"Okay, fine! Then I won't tell you anything about my life either!"
Ishana:
"Fine! Suit yourself."
Mark:
"You..."
Ishana:
"But seriously, bro... I just want to run away from this marriage."
Mark: (thinking)
What the hell is she saying? Why does she want to run away?
She's giving such weak reasons...
Is this really why she doesn't want to marry?
I was just like her once, but still...
Mark:
"Ishana, come on—just tell me everything clearly.
You know how bad I am at guessing.
Is there really a problem?"
Ishana: (thinking)
I don't know why, but I want to tell him the truth.
Even if it doesn't make sense to him, even if he thinks it's silly... I still want him to know.
Ishana:
"Umm...
Bro, I have a lot of things I want to do in life.
And you know what's at the top of my list? Korea.
I haven't been there yet."
Mark:
"Korea?!"
Ishana:
"Yeah.
I have dreams. I want to travel the world, experience life on my own terms.
And who knows—if I find someone special in South Korea, maybe I'll get married there.
But not now.
Right now, I don't want any responsibilities.
I just want to live for myself for a while."
Mark:
"Is your brain working fine?
Let me explain something—
You're not getting any new responsibilities.
You're becoming Abhi's responsibility!
You won't have to worry about a thing."
Mark (cont'd):
"And as for going to South Korea?
Go! Go wherever you want!
Take Abhi with you—he'll be your travel partner. You won't be alone.
But marrying a Korean guy?
Just forget about that. I won't allow it."
Ishana:
"Why not?!
I like Korean people. I'd love to stay there."
Mark:
"No way. Not happening.
It's not just me—Mom, Dad, even Yash—they won't allow it either."
Ishana:
"But why?!"
Mark:
"Look, if you marry someone local, we can meet you anytime.
If there's a problem, you can come home.
We're close—we can reach you quickly.
But if you marry a guy from Korea and move there?
We won't get to see you often.
We'll miss birthdays, festivals, family stuff... everything becomes difficult."
Mark (cont'd):
"It's not about controlling you.
It's about keeping our family close."