Bol Bachchan Page #9

- Right, Prithviji?

- Yes.

You should look for a life partner

who will protect you every minute...

just like l did.

- Right, Prithviji?

- Yes.

- Abhishek?

- Yes, Prithviji?

You are absolutely right!

Searching the whole town

and finding him right beside.

'Boy under armpit and

hypercity noise pollution!'

What?

Abhishek, do you like Radhika?

- do l like Radhika?

- Wow!

You like Radhika!

Radhika, do you like Abhishek?

Yes, brother.

You opened my eyes!

A real man doesn't

run away from problems...

A real man doesn't care

about his own life but...

''puts his own life in

l'm willing to marry him.

Oh no! l can't get married.

Why not?

lt's a personal problem.

Don't worry,

medicines are available these days.

- And there are clinics everywhere.

- Prithviji!

l can't get married because...

when my sister is unmarried,

how can l get married?

You also have an unmarried sister.

Until she doesn't get married,

how can you get married?

Actually, l'm here to talk

about bringing our families closer.

- But Prithviji...

- Abhishek...

When elders are talking,

the young shouldn't interrupt.

'When elder get cozy,

younger don't put nosy.'

Right!

So, what do you have

to say about marriage?

l never thought about it.

l understand.

Looking after the kids

and offering prayers to God...

l don't think you had time to...

think about Sania and my marriage.

lf l have your permission...

Permission?

Permission from Madhumati?

To marry an honest and

just man like you, l'd jump...

right into the preparations.

What do you think you're saying?

Silence!

Didn't you hear...

When elder get cozy,

younger don't put nosy.

Prithviji, l think you should get

married to Sania at the earliest.

You better decide

on the wedding date soon.

Wow!

Thank you.

Listen...

now two brother's will be busy

preparing their sister's marriage.

'A brother in need

is a sister indeed.'

Why did you have to

agree to the marriage?

ldiot, how can anyone

decline to such a match?

The minute Prithviji

realizes that...

he is not marrying Sania

Bachchan but Sania Ali...

he will shoot all of us!

Absolutely!

Finally!

Finally, you spoke the truth.

Prithviji will shoot all of us.

We are doomed!

Why don't you make

Sania wear a moustache...

and tell Prithviji that he

had seen Sania's sister, Dhaniya!

You can change you get-up

and say you are Govinda!

And l will say, l'm not Shastri...

but ajailor from the British era!

Ha ha!

How much are you eating, Hari?

You should save

some for the country!

When you go back to your village...

they'll think of

you as another village.

Sir...

Saniaji.

Prithviji...

Sorry, but l can't marry you.

No girl will reject

your proposal but...

l can't marry you

for a personal reason.

And...

l had a personal reason

for wanting to marry you.

She is...

Even l was shocked

when l first saw you.

She is Apeksa.

l loved her a lot.

Four years ago she

passed away in an accident.

She is no longer alive

and all l have is this picture.

Radhika doesn't know about her.

After Apeksa passed away...

l had no reason to live.

l devoted myself to

the progress of Ranakpur.

And when l saw you

l thought Apeksa was back.

l forgot that you aren't

Apeksa but Sania Bachchan.

'Bloody fool got emotional.'

Please forgive me...

without asking you l came

to your place with the proposal.

Anyway, it happens.

Happens only in lndia.

But l am happy that...

my sister is getting

married into your family.

Abhishek is a good boy.

Strong, honest.

l am happy.

l am very happy.

l am very happy.

Abhishek...

See you tomorrow.

You better remember to wake up!

Let's go.

What's the matter?

Abbas, we made a big mistake.

Very big!

We are cheating the very person

who has helped us in every way.

Every possible way.

He is so honest and down-to-earth.

When he figures that Abbas and

Abhishek are one and the same...

You had said...

if l work with honor...

''neither will Allah take offence,

nor will Lord Ram.''

But lying to such a nice person...

will hurt Gods of every

faith in this world!

Sir...

Have you lost it?

Yes, sir!

All because of happiness.

Sir, please deliver Gabbar

Singh's legendary dialogue.

What?

Please!

How many were there?

Not two, but one!

What?

l mean, there's only one!

Sania is right.

l will go and confess

everything to Prithviji.

What?

Have you lost your mind?

Shastriji.

Prithviji has called the

entire family to the mansion.

Welcome Abhishek Bachchan.

Greetings mother.

Greetings.

Prithviji,

why did you call us here?

Well, l...

Prithviji, l'm glad you

asked all of us to come here.

Prithviji, we have something to...

But before that,

let me tell you that...

l have made some

changes in the play.

Please take your seat.

l want to see

everyone's expressions.

'l wanting to watchman

all your express highways.'

lnteresting!

Now this muscle-brain

will make changes in the play!

This always happens in our field.

Once a person becomes a producer...

he forces himself into

the creative aspect too!

Such waves,

such seasons, such times...

Once there was a

King and his minister...

He was Janakpur's ruler,

King Rishiraj Raghuvanshi.

And his loyal confidante,

General Bol Bachchan.

Bol Bachchan...

you've been looking after the

royal treasury for many months now.

Rishirajji, my father would say...

''Salt increases blood pressure, and

Brilliant!

Brilliant!

When the son is so good,

how will the mother be?

Mother...

The Lord is great.

Pray to the Lord.

Hari Om!

Greetings Rishirajji.

Greetings mother.

And this is Janakpur's mad man,

Uncle Mistri.

Mother isn't here.

One day the King took

a ride around his kingdom...

And he saw his minister...

People were celebrating Eid...

What a sight it was...

Once there was a

King and his minister...

l'm not Bol Bachchan...

l'm his dancer brother,

Abba Dabba Jabba.

And my mother also has

an identical sister, Mohra.

Take a look.

Greetings.

l'm a delicate bud, let me bloom.

l'm A R Rahman's new song,

let me grow on you!

Mother isn't here.

Today was unbelievable,

wasn't it, Sabu?

Father!

Rishirajji, my father would say...

The Lord is great.

Hari Om!

Starting today l'll

observe a fast everyday.

This old age is a gift

from my youth, Rishirajji.

And so the King was fooled...

All of you fooled me.

And l got fooled!

l believed every

lie to be the truth.

l'm muscle-brain, so...

l don't think with my mind,

but with my heart.

l respected the

uncle as an uncle...

l considered mother as a mother...

l kept all of you

close to my heart...

because l don't

think with my mind...

but not anymore.

You've trampled my heart,

ripped it, broken it.

And now the mighty

Prithviraj Raghuvanshi...

will break your bones!

'l will put the last

nail polish in the coffin!'

Because...

Now l've lost it!

Wait a minute!

Actually,

this has been a miscalculation...

misconception, misapplication...

misapprehension, misinterpretation.

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