Lipstick Under My Burkha Page #4

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aching to caress Rosy's body?

This question haunted Rosy.

[Lipstick Dreams - Book Title]

Hello?

Who is it?

Forgotten your name, bastard?

I'll kick your ass!

Hello!

Hello... Jaspal?

Yes?

Who's this?

Hello...

- Hello...

Just wanted to say hello?

I wanted to say hello.

Are you a telephone operator?

Also, I've not forgotten my name.

And I'm not a telephone operator.

So tell me your name.

You know my name

but I don't know yours.

Isn't that unfair?

Rosy.

- Rosy? Are you Christian?

You don't talk to Christian girls?

That depends on the girl.

Tell me more about Rosy.

Rosy gazes out of her

window every evening.

What does she see?

Dreams.

What kind of dreams?

Rosy will tell you tomorrow.

Listen... hello...

First love

Love

Sweet love

First love

Endless love

Sweet love

Hot dress!

Thanks!

Boots?

Hottie!

- Thanks!

Senseless love

Shameless love

Namrata, about the audition...

Pout!

I'm sorry!

- Ms. Ripped Jeans!

What are you drinking?

Anything.

Beer.

Cheers!

Virgin?

No... no. Are you crazy?

Naughty love

First love

Swept away by the heady wind

I fly, I soar, it's you!

Your shadow grooving with me

By my side, it's you!

Like fireflies in my veins

Burning love

First love

Namrata!

Are you alright?

Such an awesome party.

I'm having so much fun.

I completely forgot to ask

about the audition.

You've had too much to drink.

Take it easy.

I'm pregnant, not drunk!

You like Led Zeppelin?

Stairway to Heaven

is one of my forever favourites.

Wow! I don't know any girl

in Bhopal who...

How come I never

noticed you before?

Were you hiding under a burkha?

Exactly! I've taken it off now.

Let's jam tomorrow?

Are you crazy?

Remember my audition?

I'll take care of that.

- Really?

Thank you.

What?

I really like girls who sing.

And girls who sing Zeppelin?

I can't!

I'm... sorry?

Dhruv!

Rehana!

- Coming, mother.

Rehana!

- Almost done.

- Seems the coach is stroking

some new girl in his thoughts.

Usha, chest out!

- Chest?

Out.

How dare you threaten to evict us?

You'll have to vacate this house.

It's a government notice.

Bastard, you know who I am!

Watch your tongue.

We are government officials.

Did you find auntie?

She's not at the prayer meeting.

What did you say, a**hole?

Don't raise your hand.

I'll get you locked up.

Try... try!

Your property is gone!

Don't mess with the government.

How did the government

think of Hawai Manzil?

Auntie, they're threatening to

tear down the building.

I'll tear you down first!

That's enough, Ram!

Auntie, the house was built in 1902.

If it collapses, the government

will be held responsible.

Are there no other

old buildings in Bhopal?

That the government is

picking on Hawai Manzil?

We all know who's

put you up to this.

How much has

Bemisaal Builders paid you?

Keys?

You weren't at the

prayer meeting, auntie.

Where were you?

At another temple.

And the silent swami?

Nobody knows of him.

To know him

you need to be silent.

That you can't do!

Mrs. Aslam... have a seat.

Tea or coffee?

No, thank you.

Just wanted to meet my husband.

Is he coming here again today?

Please tell him

we'll hire him only if he can

help us buy Hawai Manzil.

Otherwise, he need not come here.

Sorry...

Why are we having

breakfast at dinner?

Eat it, or go to bed.

Mother, let's buy firecrackers.

No one's bursting crackers.

Always creating commotion.

No crackers this Diwali.

His wide forehead,

his twinkling eyes

his firm, wet lips.

Rosy thinks that

behind that chiselled chest

Jaspal has a tender (Komal) heart.

Komal?

- Yes.

Komal.

Surprised?

And Jaspal's voice is intoxicating.

And Rosy's voice is... sweet.

- And sometimes it's very...

- Very?

Rosy's voice is very sexy.

Not just her voice

Rosy herself is very sexy.

Jaspal wants to see Rosy.

Jaspal can see Rosy everyday

in his dreams.

In my dreams?

'Lipstick Dreams'

'Lipstick Dreams'?

Interesting.

- Rosy wears red lipstick.

And in these dreams,

what is Rosy wearing?

Blouse.

- Blouse?

Sleeveless blouse.

Ah... sleeveless blouse!

And a rose sari.

And under the blouse?

Brassiere.

Br... Brassie...?

Bra.

Bra.

What colour?

Black.

Rosy, put your hand

inside your blouse.

And open up the hooks.

- Love... love... love... love!

- There's someone special in everyone's life.

- One look and your heart races wildly.

- So this song's dedicated to the

love birds of Bhopal.

- With love from RJ Reshma.

- Stay tuned to Radio Bhopal.

That special look

Those shy eyes

Those unspoken words

My eyes search you out

Even though it's sheer madness

Right to jeans, right to live!

F*** you!

Your father's phone number?

8-7-1-9-5....

This number's incorrect.

Rehana Abidi!

Messing with the police?

Give us the correct number

or we will find it.

8-7-1-9-5....

After the honeymoon,

we'll come straight

to our permanent residence.

We'll put another TV here.

The entire world in your living room.

You'll never have to set foot

outside the house.

The apartment on the second floor.

You can greet your mother

every morning from here.

Her house will be ready in two months.

I've planned everything.

Father... no, they didn't arrest me.

Go home.

I'll explain once I'm home.

Where are you running off to?

Shameless girl!

Disgracing the family.

Locked up inside the police station.

What were you protesting against?

I wasn't.

Other students were

protesting the jeans ban.

I wear a burkha.

Jeans don't concern me.

I was in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Why were you in the wrong place?

Next time round,

I won't forgive you.

We're cursed!

Where to?

Who'll finish the work?

[Jam tomorrow?]

[I don't know]

[Please]

There's some times

I think I just forget where I belong

I feel I'm just meant to lie

in your arms, baby

The way you're looking at me

I can tell I'm hypnotised

I'd jump off a cliff

Into your arms, baby

[Dhruv Bose in a relationship

with Rehana Abidi]

Follow that rickshaw.

Komal, I never imagined.

What?

That you'd pick up so quickly.

Sir.

I'll leave?

Bye.

You're so quiet in the pool.

- Really?

What are you doing here?

Bastard! I'm marrying

someone else

and you won't even stop me?

Is that how much you love me?

The bathroom's empty, let's go.

Rosy's taken her clothes off.

Doesn't Rosy want Jaspal

also to undress?

She does.

Rosy wants Jaspal so bad.

Won't Rosy unzip Jaspal's jeans?

Yes.

Rosy is unbuttoning Jaspal's jeans.

And she's unzipping his jeans.

Jaspal's lips are kissing

Rosy's lips down there.

I've planned everything.

We'll leave for Delhi the day after

the Diwali Carnival.

I've booked our train tickets.

Hear me?

I wouldn't even go to London with you.

Who's asking you to go London?

Don't act smart.

We'll have a blast in Delhi.

Why don't you ask

your Mr. Moneybags?

He'll take you.

Because he'll bring me

back right here.

The same rotten lanes,

the same rotten life.

I don't want to live here!

You are coming with me.

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