Flac — Dil Chahta Hai

It was a sweltering summer evening in Mumbai, and the gang had decided to hit the open road. Aamir, the self-proclaimed leader, was behind the wheel of his battered old Scorpio. Siddiqui, the poet, was riding shotgun, while Akshaye, the charming ladies' man, was busy making eyes at the girls in the backseat - Preity and Sonali.