Poster Girl Page #7
Yes. - So, Bharat Rao?
I have become the scapegoat
though I didn't do anything!
Anyway, but if Rupali thinks
I hit Suraj...
...what can be done?
I'll deal with this.
A heart wrenching incident has
occurred in our village.
It's heart rending.
Our friend, Suraj Prabhakar
Rao Chothe...
...was beaten up.
An unknown person hit him.
Shame on us!
We should bow our heads in shame!
Bow your head, you!
Listen to me, please.
It's not all that bad.
Let's end this, here.
- Hey!
There's no issue! Let's have a selfie.
Let's show our reverence
to this selfie.
Hey! Come here. - Yes.
They really like taking selfies.
So, this incident has made me...
What is he saying? Stop it!
I won't spare him!
- Let go of the mic! You'll mess up.
What is it?
Hello, folks! - Hello.
Our village has never believed
in casteism.
It won't, even in the future.
What has the respected Shahu
Phule Ambedkar said?
Vice chief, that's three different
men who are equally great.
Yes, the three of them
said one thing in common!
Applause!
- Applaud! ' Applause.
Everyone, come together.
Everyone come together and...
what are they doing?
Listen, everybody!
- What are you doing?
Hail Bharat Rao!
Hail Bharat Rao! - Hey!
Hail Bharat Rao!
- Listen to me.
Ha Bharat Rad.
- Let me speak!
What is it?
Are you going to keep walking
or will you talk?
Well, Rupali says that...
...she still doesn't trust
anyone of you.
Listen to me. Should I serve dinner?
Serve me at once! - No!
Uncle.
Get up, now.
We have to say something to them.
Come with me.
Rupali says, that she doesn't
know any one of you.
Can I leave?
- How is that possible?
We chatted so much that day?
Right?
It's not like that.
- Then what?
She knows your name, but
she doesn't know you as people.
What is the problem with us?
- That's the problem with you.
I have an idea.
Earlier, they used to have
groom selection ceremonies.
Princes from every village used
to come and present their skill.
Then, if the princess liked
one of them...
...she used to say...
Dad! I want this guy!
Then, the chosen prince
would marry the princess.
Now, we have a real
life princess here.
But, none of you looks like
a prince from any angle.
And skills? None of you has
a shred of sense.
Uncle Kishan, right here...
Just name it.
You're a loser, Bharat Rao!
So, we're going to do something
fun.
We will have a show and tell
program.
What? - Yes.
I have a whatsapp group, called
Rupali's groom selection.
Let me tell you. - Okay!
I'll update the rest of the details
on that, okay?
Get to work. Be quick. - Yes, sure.
Who's on the group?
- The five of you and me.
Change the admin, boss.
Take it or leave it!
Listen to me!
The most impressive man will
be chosen by Rupali.
Oh! - Rupali.
My dad won't listen.
He says, do whatever it takes
to do something to Rupali.
Impress her. - Yes, that's it!
What does that mean?
Is it pressing hard,
like this'?
Suraj! Tell me, what does Rupali like?
Does she like fruit?
Blackberries. - What?
I'm so in love with her! - Yes!
Me too!
Eyes like Deepika Padukone!
Lips like Katarina!
Ayesha Takia's... - What?
Hands. - What on earth?
Will this make me really fair?
- Yes.
Let's have a selfie of
me getting steam.
No, why? - Come on!
Here we go.
That's a vast difference.
Yes, it is.
I need to do more
of that, you know?
What do you mean?
- You know! Press!
Impress.
- Yes. Does she like flowers?
Yes, she really like Mahatma
Phule!
Thank God, you didn't
say Nilu Phule!
Hey, I mean flower.
- What?
Flower!
She really likes roses.
Come in.
Sit.
Why is everything filled with roses?
Kishan said, you have to
be impressed, right?
That's the point here.
One for the rose.
Let's have a selfie. Okay?
Go on.
Can I take it?
Hey! What is it?
They keep playing.
That's why it's getting
messed up.
So, Bharat Rae'?
What do you do?
What should I do?
- I mean, for a living?
I'm the vice chief of council.
I don't need to do anything.
My goal is the progress of the village.
But, you're the vice chief thanks
to your dad. - Yes.
What do you do?
There's the megacity project.
There are plots for sale.
It's raining money.
Growth oriented. - What?
Great! - Yes!
You have a huge house. - Yes.
But, it's just you and your dad
in this huge house, right?
Yes.
My mom died, when I was a kid.
Dad didn't marry again.
He took care of things,
outside the house.
I've been raised by
all and sundry.
But, that's not an issue
here.
And, what about your wife?
My wife? Where? Which,
whose wife?
That's not an issue. - Yes, it is.
You sent her back home, didn't you?
Who told you?
I bet Kishan told you. God...
- Why does he have to tell me?
If I have to marry you...
...Im bound to find out all about you.
Yes. You need to.
Actually, she couldn't have a son.
It was girls, both times!
After we got rid of them,
it was a girl, again the third time!
The doctor said, her
life is in danger.
I said, no way.
I sent her back home,
as she was.
So, let's assume that we get
married in future...
and I have a daughter,
you'll send me back, too?
We are going to have a son.
RUpali!
Here he is.
- How long is this going to take?
Is this working? How long
will you keep talking?
Disauction.
- Here, take that.
What is that'?
- Gulabjamuns (sweets).
You love them, right?
Bajrang! It's your room, right?
Why are you standing out?
Come in.
Sit.
What is it? I won't eat you up!
Here, Nshan Rae.
It's fresh puff pastry.
- Just take one.
I'll take another.
- Let him have more.
You know, this is our home.
- Have some.
We are doing really well.
Your daughter will be happy.
Don't worry.
She will become so fat, she won't be
able to bend after 2 months.
That's my wife!
Right'?
Are they the neighbours' kids'?
- Sister-in-law!
No way! They are my kids.
Once Bajrang has kids,
he will have kids.
Then the uncles and nephews
will go to school, together.
Right, Pappu?
Oh, dear! He soiled my clothes.
Listen, dear!
What is it'?
- Look at that!
Here!
- What is it, Pappu?
Oh, my!
Let me take him, dear.
Don't you use diapers?
- We do!
But my younger one is a total scamp.
He can't do anything,
when he has the diaper on.
But, the older guy are really
smart!
When something of the sort
is about to happen...
...he stands in front of me...
...and makes a face like this.
So, you can guess that work is in
progress or almost done.
It's the same with our
boy Bajrang, too! - What?
What?
- Yes!
What is your problem?
Well, actually, I...
...don't know how to tell you.
- Just tell me!
I mean, actually...
...actually, you Know...
...after the wedding, when the
man and wife...
...you know, what they do!
It feels really creepy to me.
I mean, is that all they share?
It's not like that, but...
...a marriage is incomplete
without that.
And it becomes meaningless, too.
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