Here is our version of a movie that has many elements similar to others, but with none of the vitality, none of the excitement, and, mainly, none of the sex. Waqt outruns its time; it's the product you get when you try to catch too short a story in too long a time.
Waqt tries to equate good parenting with good kite-flying. You let your kite go, and then you reel in when you want to wind up. You make a brat and then pull the mat from under his feet. If this dictat on child psychology does not give you the jitters, Akshay's non-emoting and false on-screen tears will.