Romance in a Rajwada with a Rajkumar. Very toothsome Rajkumar.
Mrinalini Chakraborty-Milli (Sonam Kapoor minus irritants!)is a physiotherapist who lands an assignment in to treat Raja Shekhar Singh Rathore (Aamir Raza Husain-in a very dignified and lovable avatar). His royal roost is ruled by Nirmala Rathore-Ratna Pathak doing the snobby, starched disciplinarian Rani Sa to the hilt. A daughter being directed to Oxford and a son-Vikram Singh Rathore (Fawad Khan-sigh!)make up the rest of the brood. Also present are multitudes of servants and khidmatgars, Ram Sevak (Ashok Banthia) being the principal among these.
Raja Sahab does not want to get better and gets rid of doctors in record time. Rani Sa runs the place and the people like clockwork. The daughter studies to go to Oxford on the face of it and practices acting furtively. Vikram Singh Rathore-dishy Prince engaged to super elegant Kiara (Aditi Rao Hydari) works all the time and als0 manages to look dishy when dishevelled. They are a family but no one talks to the other.
Enter whacky Milli in multicolour into this staid and starched milieu. (Though Milli!!! ewwwww! Is what they all say at her antics). She shakes things up and gets them all thinking and talking and many khoobsurat things happen though no one realises that at the time…… Spontaneity softens strictness. stubbornness is won over by persistence. Laughter echoes in the palace and sparks fly as the stiff upper (and lower) lip surrender to smiling soft ones. Love blossoms.
Sonam Kapoor is surprisingly good at her role. Fawad Khan is articulate, elegant, sophisticated and “puppy dog eye” inducing. (Here I go again-SIGH!). The love story develops gradually and is delightful and endearing-specially the voices in their heads! The stalwarts have delivered excellence as usual-Ratna Pathak, Kirron Kher and Aamir Raza Hussain in well written and enacted roles.
The ‘engine ki seeti”’ song is the only one which stayed with me but there are others, including an insane ring tone going “meri maa ka phone hai”!
Inspired by Hrishikesh Mukherjee’s Khoobsurat from 1981 but not spoilt in the redoing, this Khoobsurat left me with a nice warm feeling like one gets with unexpected treats. But that’s me the die-hard romantic talking. Do see for yourself and tell me if it’s true.