Narasimhudu Page #4

some problems need brains.

You considered yourself very

clever and planted a bomb.

What happened now?

Your only brother is

going to the graveyard.

Come...

Accept me as your master

and listen to me atleast now.

Commissioner is very strict,

and is eyeing you both.

Lodge a complaint that

JD killed your brother.

lf you come forward,

l'll stamp his neck.

lt'll get crushed..- Go.

Do you think am l a wastrel?

Do you think am l a chameleon

like you politicians?

Pothuraju.

Rowdies and politicians

are different identities.

You are angels and

we are devils.

Take any mythological story,

you've always killed

us unjustly.

You said about brain and brawn,

now l'll enter the real politic,

l'll give a wake up call to all the

rowdy elements in the state.

l'll use my brawn

to beat the brain.

When intelligence takes a beating,

violence will rule the roost.

Who is the dead man?

My younger brother!

l amassed all this wealth

for him only.

JD who killed him,

without him and his son Pani dead,

if l lodge a complaint with

the police like a eunuch,

will it quench my thirst

for revenge?

l'll hack everyone of them.

No...no...no...l didn't kill Mani.

lf l ever kill anyone,

it would be Amberpet Pothuraju.

No sir, election has been

countermanded now,

There will be pressure to

deny party ticket to your son.

Then, l'll buy the party.

lf l throw few millions of rupees,

l can easily buy MLA's ready

to change their loyalties.

Keep the car ready. Go.

How did he die?

Who killed him?

Winter time Simhachalam.

Lady in green sari.

Goddess is speaking to you.

Lord Basava is speaking to you.

Anyone can seek fortune...

Hey Astrologer!

How did you enter my compound

without permission?

Go out!

Big mouth Gangamma!

Fighting Mangamma!

You're so arrogant, that's your

daughter almost got molested.

Every one on the road had seen it,

you needn't say as if you've foreseen it.

Shall l tell about your husband

who ran away 16 years ago,

unable to bear your torture, presently

in Kasi like a wandering mendicant...

Shall l tell when will

he kick the bucket?

No need, my sister's face will

not be good without the dot.

You know your future.

Tell mine. - Tell mine.

Boy without moustache, come here.

Show me your palm.

Yuck! No line on your hand.

There's death in your eyes.

Your face appears dead.

Hey Dirty face!

l don't tell men's fortune.

Women...only women.

- Ladies.

You tell about our future

...come...come. Go...go.

You've crossed the age

of sitting on a mat.

You shouldn't sit,

l must sit.

My chechi (sister).

- What's that nuisance?

Great girl!

- She's a milk specialist!

Recently she fell in love with a man.

Make goddess to reveal his name.

O Goddess! Mother of Universe!

Answer me!

Golden sparrow!

There's a young stocky man in

room no:
53! You're eying him.

O my Lord Guruvayurappa!

You are no ordinary fortune teller!

Go ahead...will my love succeed?

- l got it.

Two plus two is four!

Three plus three is six.

Take a betel leaf.

A banana. - l'm keeping.

Money. - l'm keeping.

Not from my pocket, foolish boy!

Here...- Take out.

Take it.

Laddu of Bandar!

On the sea beach!

...navel!

Your union is difficult. - Why?

He has already given his

heart to another girl.

She not only built a nest in his heart,

she has built a Taj Mahal.

ls she more beautiful

than my chechi?

What more beautiful!

When she smiles...

it's like the dance of a peacock.

Looking at her waist, crescent moon will

desire to become her waist belt.

Her walk will put

swans to shame.

ls her walk so beautiful?

The celestial dancers Ramba,

Urvashi and Thilottama,

were dancing to please

lndra, Lord of Heaven.

But this celestial dancer will dance

exclusively for young macho man.

Won't peacocks dance if

my chechi smiles? - No.

Do one thing, let your Urvashi

be on his left side.

We'll keep our Menaka

on his right side.

Let's see who will

show more oomph!

Team Tolly

Young man and young girl fell

in love in each other's arms...

Slipping outfits...

cheeky pecks on cheeks...

Cheeks have turned pink...

O Madhava! Play the music

of cradle with your flute...

Play in that romantic mood,

rhythm of life on your lover's body.

Shall l hit the pot?

Shall l become your partner?

Don't hide your butter

in the pot?

Let me touch and

enjoy it's softness?

Let me smooch your

bounties of youth...

Let me enjoy all

of your beauty...

My beauty is yours...

lf you touch me...

My pot of milk spills

only on seeing you...

Fun of romance is on...

Game of love is entertaining...

l'm enjoying it to the hilt...

Slipping clothes are forcing

to seek more pleasures...

Hold on...

Enjoy it stealthily...

Shall l play flute of the youth?

Shall l play the drums

of your youth?

Shall l teach shyness

to your clothes?

Shall l become tune

of your youth?

Fun...frolic...

Fun and frolic

at the festival...

Young maidens are enjoying

the hits of passionate desires...

You are running short

of milk of youth...

Get charged up with the

fragrance of flowers...

Your anklets are musical

creating melodies...

Though l've stolen the

butter of your youth...

You're still mine...

Lass is beautiful...

She has great airs...

l know her secrets...

She's moaning for me...

O handsome!

l desire you...

O dear! Why are you troubling?

The bounty is before you,

enjoy it....

Let the game of fun go on...

Let not the swing of

happiness ever stop...

Luck...your bad luck...

She's the girl in his heart.

Won't he marry me then?

lmpossible!

Let me see how it

can be impossible.

l'm a real Kerala girl.

- That's it!

By hook or crook,

l'll arrest him in my centre.

Are you suspecting goddess' words?

lf it really happens,

l'll shave my moustache.

What man?

Seethammadhara...green sari?

Nobody can catch me.

Do you've any sense?

Thinking you'll worry about

our whereabouts,

l wrote a letter about things

happening here,

will you come immediately?

lf anyone recognises you?

l've come incognito

for that purpose only.

When the death news of Mani

was splashed on newspapers,

do you know how our village

burst into joy and happiness.

That's why l came to see you.

You saw, haven't you?

Now leave the place.

lf anyone comes here

without my knowledge...

They sent money

for your needs. - No.

This isn't my money, sir.

People's money...take it.

What is this?

Tears in your eyes!

We should see only fire

in your eyes, not tears.

Don't spare anyone...

kill everyone of them.

You don't cry, Narasimha.

Bye.

Where are you?

l'm going to a disco, dad.

You're the next MLA,

moreover Pothuraju is angry on us,

and is waiting to avenge

his brother's death.

How many times l've to tell you

not to go out without security?

Come home quickly.

While coming...

You...?

Greetings sir.

Where is Pani? - lnside sir.

Okay sir.

You go up. - Okay sir.

You go to the parking area.

- Okay sir.

When will the show end?

- ln another 30 minutes.

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