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I swear, I am Sher Singh

and I am Shekhar, too

I too, swear by my son, I am Shekhar

Beware.

- He swears falsely upon my son's life

Enough. No playing with Pange

Trying to enter their homes or offices

s no good for you anymore, ever again

Sweety oi Sweety !

Where is your mother gone ?

You did not stop her ?

Oh Sweety!

Oh, I am ruined !

Oh, what a liar you were

All those nights you went after her,

on the pretext of story-sittings

Sweety !

- What a fool I was !

Sweety !

- Your Sweety is dead !

No ! I'll never let you do that !

Let go of it

Let me !

- I was such a fool !

Let go of the stove.

- I won't let you commit suicide

I still got to cook dinner, let go.

- I imagined you'd kill yourself

It'd land my mother in jail.

- For what sin will I kill myself?

God ! I thought you were a superhero,

you turned out to be a philanderer

No Sweety, I'm not !

- Sweety, what a terrible thing to say

What has the dear boy done ?

- That you ask the boy you trusted

You will despair !

- My Sharon, what we you done ?

Why don't I hear your voice ?

- Because his heart isn't in it

My son's father says,

he has two wives

What !

- Oh God !

He has two wives !

- Yes ?

And that boy who resembles Tony

- Oh yes!

He is his son ! Nisha, the other woman

- Oh !

Oh God !

- Mother !

Oh God ! What've I done ?

I never imagined it'd come to this

Mother ! Don't punish me so harshly

for so small a wrong. Ma, hit me !

Slap me ! Give me a thrashing,

but please, don't leave me

Please don't leave me, Ma

Son ! Where are you ?

You?

Oh Nisha, dearest wife !

Nisha you pushed me away ?

Look at me,

I'm your Shekhar, Tuk-tuk's Papa.

- No

For your sake, I renounced a world of

women. The law might ask for proof

but how can you not know who I am ?

Nisha !

How dare you step in here

Keep your voice down

You don't see ?

Husband and wife are talking

Throw him out

You cannot throw me out

Put that stick away

I'm going away, you needn't

Back off

And you Nisha hear me out.

No impostor can be a lover

Nisha, your eyes can be fooled.

But in your heart, you'll always know

Nisha, you are being defrauded

Beware of this impostor

Take care

He won't relent, will he ?

I forbid you from coming here

Put him in the slammer.

- Wait a minute

No policeman can cuff Sher Singh

What's so different about you ?

- I'm willing, why should you drag me '

I'm coming, let's get talking

As for you!

You two?

What's that get-up ?

He other day, we watched you in action

So, our reaction

Your fists speak faster than words,

so we thought we needed protection

What's your business here ?

- To bail out Sher Singh

No ! He isn't much of an acquaintance'

- Go on

Between men, it's a duty, no?

To help one another?

Sit

Smiled, is snared.

- Tea for my guests

Say, Sher Singh is Shekhar ?

Yes. One and the same.

- The same

But I can't give a guarantee.

How can I stand guarantee for a man

Absolutely clear

Fetch Sher Singh

Sher Singh, you're out on bail,

don't think you're free

What else, if not free ?

Sher Singh, I want to help.

- Sure

Because I think you're honest.

- Indeed

But you can't enter Nisha's house.

- What if I use the backdoor ?

You got no way in, you just cannot.

- What kind of contention is that ?

What kind of choice have I ?

- Over here this Shekhar

You know, this Shekhar

Not Shekhar, he's not a bloody Shekha

I'm both Shekhar and Sher Singh.

He's masquerading

He has links to the top brass.

- The top brass is involved ?

Yes. I've orders to handle this case

very strictly. So my hands are tied

Strange, the hands of the law, tied ?

And the hands of criminals, untied ?

And the public at large, crippled.

I mean, public interest is sacrificed

And no one dares touch the ones who

lot their hands in the whole damn soul

So whose is the hand ?

- Hand ?

I mean, the complicity of it

Oh forget it and think it this way

the police, and I mean you, wish to

help a man in trouble, no ?

Yes and ?

- May I make throw a suggestion ?

Say it.

- Finish him, in a fake encounter

No, don't be cross, I've one more option

I can kill him, you get me off the hook

Get off my table

Like this ?

You take him away, now,

or I'll arrest both of you

Did I suggest the impossible ?

Listen, get me a tea.

- Yes sir

And a pill for a headache.

- Sure sir

Mr Shekhar

Hi, here we are.

- Welcome

Here you go.

- The cheque cashed ?

You forged the signature beautifully,

no one even suspected

One more cheque for 500,000. Sign it.

- One more ?

The boss says, no problem, go ahead.

- Aren't you being too greedy ?

Considering the risks, no

Papa, ball

Shut up

How many times I've told you

not to barge in when we're talking

And what good are you, governess ?

Get out of here

Come, Tuk-tuk

Bravo, true sons of Sher Singh !

But how did you find out he's not me 1

That man smokes cigarettes. And you

hate cigarettes like Mummy hates you

do wisecracks, smart aleck. Don't rub I

and put your minds together and thin

My mind isn't working.

- How about stealing his cigarettes ?

Smoking can be proof for the police ?

Ho use. He has smoked out every pro:

'his villain hides behind a smokescreen

I got to blow that smokescreen

It you must handle your mummy for me

my prestige is in your hands

Papa, don't worry !

His every song

I'll turn into sorrow.

- Bravo !

You and I and solitude

Am I in a soup ?

Come into my embrace

Please, I need some space

The air is charged with Iowa's musk

and my; heart

is gone wild

Wild

Awakening, of myriad emotions

warn a flaring of storm

Please, relent

Please, desist

Waiting, is more endearing,

let the longing linger

Every breath torments

- Wait, a few more moments

If only I can touch you

- You're touched

What's tiring, my love

is this endless yearning

You and I and solitude.

- What a terrible soup

Come into my embrace.

- Please, now I need some space

The air is charged with Iowa's musk

and my; heart

is gone wild

Wild

How clever, bravo !

What a job you've done !

Now, how about some ideas,

if you don't mind. This torture

has left me disturbed in the mind

You guys, you give me some thoughts

- Papa, for all the tales you spin,

you can't fix your own tale ?

- You've my scriptwriter's genes !

What a lead ! Now let me think

The pen, mightier than the evil

now gives a tough time to the devil

The villain's end is disaster,

the story is penned by the writer

By his mother !

- Papa !

I don't think I swore

low did this kind of a problem crop up

- Money isn't important, life is

Denied life, it's all a graveyard.

- But why must this happen ?

Why indeed

Obeisances, holy men.

- Saturn is inclement

negative forces are at work, tough time

in the making, a threat to his life

A life-threat !

- Nonsense

You see, the difference it'd make,

if the coconut fell two inches closer ?

Holy fathers !

- Be warned by me,

that was the third accident of the day.

Only God can save you from the fourth

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