Besharam Page #3

Come on.

Come on.

That's my home, son. Stop.

Stop. Stop, son.

This?

- Yes.

l can't open this door, son.

ls it broken?

Oh, God!

My back's broken.

- Slowly, aunt. Slowly.

Come back soon.

- Yeah, sit tight.

l wish God had given

me a son like you.

Not possible at this age, aunt.

But you can get a son-in-law.

Do you have a daughter?

Low-life.

Come, son.

Keep it on the table.

Tara.

Tara.

- Coming, mom.

My knees.

You?

- You!

The one l searched for everywhere..

..was actually at the

back of my torn shirt.

What are you doing here?

- l'll tell you.

To get my buttons stitched.

- This is not a tailor-shop.

You have no manners.

Like you do.

- l..

Walking in a house

filled with ladies..

..with an unbuttoned shirt.

- But l..

Where else do you want me to go?

- Your mom tore my shirt..

Shut up!

Why would my mom tear

your clothes at this age?

Quiet!

Let me tell you.

l went to the market.

lt was really hot.

l felt dizzy and was falling down.

My hand got stuck in his shirt.

And all the buttons of

this poor boy's shirt broke.

And he's such a decent guy,

he brought me home.

lnstead of showing some hospitality..

..you're rebuking him.

Right, aunt, this isn't correct.

Shall l take off my shirt, or..

..will you stitch

it while l'm wearing it?

You're so hairy!

Keep your shirt here.

l'll get it fixed in a day or two.

How am l looking?

What's wrong, aunt?

Feeling dizzy again?

lt reminded me of her papa.

He looked handsome just

like you in this shirt.

Doesn't he look handsome anymore?

He's dead.

lt's one of his old shirts.

Sorry, aunt. l didn't know.

No need to show sympathy.

Now get lost.

You're so hot.

You spit fire.

Okay, bye.

See you, aunt.

- Bless you, son.

Do come again.

- l will..

Not...

Not...

Not...

Can l say something, beauty?

l really like hot dames?

Will you go to the disco with me?

Shameless.

''Bells...are ringing in my ears.''

''lt was love at first sight.''

''l couldn't believe my eyes.''

''l was gripped by fever.''

''My heart jumped out.''

''First the girl...got angry.''

''She asked what are you doing here?''

''l said l'm so lucky.''

''The one who brought

me here is your mom.''

''What the..''

''We looked everywhere for her.''

''While she was here all the time.''

''Her words were like a cup of tea.''

''Sweet and hot.''

''Like onion fritters,

seasoned with chilly.''

''She stormed with

anger and threatened me.''

''But l didn't budge.''

''l kissed her cheeks.''

''And her heart melted.''

''Don't lie. You kissed her?''

''Of course l am.

After all l'm the hero.''

''Yes, that you are.''

''What next?

- Tune Change.''

''What the..''

''She was standing, so was l.''

''And she bumped into me.''

''She came close, held my hands.''

''And shied away.''

''She affectionately

helped me wear my shirt.''

''When she touched me,

it tickled my heart.''

''She even changed your shirt.''

''You're on..''

''She hugged me. l felt a shock.''

''My heart started singing Do Re Mi..''

''She slowly whispered in my ears.''

''Where were you until now?.''

''l fell down, got unconscious.''

''And felt the cool breeze of love.''

''Bells...are ringing in my ears.''

''lt was love at first sight.''

''l couldn't believe my eyes.''

''l was gripped by fever.''

''My heart jumped out.''

''The heart jumped.''

''The heart jumped.''

''The heart raced.''

''The heart raced.''

''My heart swayed.''

''My heart jumped, swayed, it raced.''

Yes, sir.

Don't sit like that.

Sir's coming.

Sir's coming, get up.

Get up l said.

lt's clean.

- Shut up!

Sir's here.

Who are you?

T2.

Terminator 2!

l see.

So who's Terminator 1?

- At your service, mister.

The name's Babli.

Babli!

Oh yes!

l've heard a lot about you.

He's Mr. Bheem Singh Chandel.

His business in Chandigarh

is money laundering.

He needs jacked cars.

Will you do the job?

Payment, no life-threat.

Money in advance.

Right, sir?

Have some sweet.

Suck on this.

Yes. The deal's done.

Just tell us the car model.

When someone's clapping

with two hands..

..you should never

put your face in between.

lt can be disastrous.

Sorry.

What if l runaway with your money?

We'll find you.

Oh! ls that real?

- What do you think?

T2. Gun!

Have you lost your mind?

What are you doing?

Fan-tastic!

lt's real.

l do my job with love, not violence.

But you can keep this.

l'll keep this.

Remember one thing.

Once l make a deal,

l never take my money back.

l don't return it either.

This isn't a loan.

lt's a deal.

lt's a deal. lt's a deal.

Come on, get to work.

But gently.

Now go on...

All the best.

- Thank you.

T2.

- Hmmm.

Get rid of him.

- Who? Where?

Him.

lt's just a dog.

You were acting so

tough in front of Chandel.

Now you're scared of a dog.

Every man's scared of someone.

Get rid of him.

Shoo.

Bloody dog.

You're such a coward.

Sit down.

Sit where?

Yes.

Give him a shave.

What?

But looks like he's

already had a shave.

Then do it again.

Come on.

That will be 200.

l'll pay 500.

But not here.

- Then?

She won't come on the balcony.

She's gone to her office.

How do you know?.

Everyone knows about Tara Sharma, sir.

There's just one beautiful

girl in this neighbourhood.

Talk with respect.

She's your sister-in-law.

- No need to get furious.

Everyone comes to

my shop to stare at her.

That's okay.

Give me her office address.

That will be 1000.

l'm telling you, you cannot go inside.

How about now?.

You're trying to bribe me?

Now?.

This isn't ajoke.

Now?.

l..

Sir...we can't allow

you without permission.

Now?.

Will you wrap up

everything in 15 minutes?

Make my visitor's card. Babli.

Babli.

Madam.

Tara Sharma.

- lt's there.

Hi.

You?

Wow. Can you see the Qutub Minar?

How did you come in?

- Through the door.

Your shirt's at home.

l'll collect it later.

Right now, l want to tell you something.

- What?

l love you!

- What?

l swear on mother.

Although, l've never seen my mother.

But since l saw you..

..you're the only one

l've been thinking about.

And today l'm going

to express my feelings here.

You have one minute.

That's enough.

Your time starts now.

My name's Babli.

lt's a bit strange, but that's it.

l don't have any parents,

so no surname.

l was raised in Jai Hind Orphanage.

l studied till 8th Grade,

but don't remember a thing.

But l'm the best mechanic.

A-1.

Till now l just loved one person.

Myself.

But now l will love you too.

And l'll shower all my love on you.

Until you don't say stop.

l live with T2. He's a cute boy.

Our orphanage's really big.

We can live their comfortably

after we're married.

We can cook together,

otherwise there's Masterji.

l want two kids.

One like you and

other handsome like me.

Their names will be Rekha and Amitabh.

They're my favourites.

After that, l'll..

Enough.

Aren't you getting a little vulgar?

l'll be right back.

Two minutes.

Security.

This is manager Tara Sharma speaking.

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