Tumhari Sulu Page #5

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Pankaj, what are you doing?

To hell with your job.

I am going.

Fine. Get lost.

- Don't ever come back!

- Okay.

Anyone...

Anyone else wishes to quit?

Go ahead.

Anyone else who thinks this

is a cheap job can join him.

I'll be there by 7:30.

I'm hanging up now,

talk to you later.

Okay, bye.

- Ashok Dubey.

- Yes, Ashok Dubey.

I am Sanjay. Great grandson.

Yeah...I know.

We've met before.

- Really?

- Yeah...

- You helped me get my driver's license.

- Oh yes...

You were quite young back then.

So you see Ashok, I've decided to take

over Mathuradas and Great grandsons.

I see...

So, Ashok,

what I want you to do...

...give me all the sales reports...

...client reports, statement

of outstandings, balance sheets.

Today.

As soon as they are ready...

- Is it going to take time?

- Sir, it's a big pile.

- An hour or two?

- No...

Will it take a day?

They don't have that long.

Pill...

Your pill.

And one more thing, Ashok.

As you know,

there's a shortage of space.

So I was thinking of

moving into your cabin.

And you...sit outside,

in the Admin section.

Come on now,

I'm sure you can adjust.

-There is no space outside, sir.

- It's alright.

Just a second.

Hello.

Mithu aunty...

Ashok, what's your salary?

It's Rs. 40,000.

- Rs. 40,000?

- Yes.

Okay?

Carry on, thank you.

Yeah...

I don't want to eat onion curry.

How many times do I tell you?

Tia knows I hate onion curry.

Yeah...

"There's no fault in destiny,

look child, your destiny is upto you."

Let go.

Let me check your diary

I haven't checked it for a long time.

Leave that. See this.

Dad's home.

Pranav.

It's the second

time this month, Ashok.

Very good, you're setting

a fine example for Pranav.

Bend down.

Mom, dad's going to puke today.

- Quiet. Go get a towel.

- I'm telling you.

Sorry, Sulu.

- That Mathuradas...

- Go sleep!

I spent 12 years

to build all this...

Anyone just appears

out of nowhere and...

Why do you drink when

it doesn't suit you?

Now you'll have

a headache tomorrow.

Get some sleep.

- Sulu.

- Yes.

They took my table.

See...

I didn't take a single day off.

I worked so hard, and...

- Sorry.

- Let's talk tomorrow. Sleep now.

Hello, madam.

We have a gym, a cardio-section...

...and, we just recently started

a Zumba section upstairs.

Would you like a tour?

No, I am here for the job...

Receptionist.

- Yes.

- What's your name?

Sulochana.

- Where are you from?

- Virar...Jal Padma Society.

Ever had a job before?

No.

Coffee.

Traffic was bad today.

So finally I wrote

a few lines on JP Papad.

What did you say when you left?

Sorry, Maria.

Say it aloud.

"I don't want this cheap job."

Remember...

Remember how you got

this job in the first place.

- I am sorry.

- Please go...

Go be a poet...do

whatever you want.

Concentrate on your poetry.

"Fire raging..."

What was that you said?

And you know what, I don't care.

I don't care.

Just go.

I will convince JP sir.

I'm sorry.

I gave you this job

because you were a friend.

I would rather give

this job to someone else.

I mean...

how about that Saree-wearing aunty.

So this is my gym.

- Isn't it nice?

- Yeah.

Just manage around.

I'll talk to Ganpat sir.

That's not a problem.

But, no sarees.

Right?

Would you like to wear a saree?

At least she had the hunger.

She had the hunger...

Look, let me show you.

Look...5 missed calls.

She messages me all day.

"I can do it."

I mean why not her?

In fact, that's it.

This sounds like a plan.

Saree-wearing aunty,

late night show.

You'll have to wear a tracksuit,

along with shoes.

Just get your own socks.

Okay.

Whatever works for you.

Okay.

Sorry.

Just a second.

- Hello.

- Hi, Sulochana.

- Yeah...

- Where are you?

- At the gym?

- At this hour?

Yes, this is my time.

Listen...can you do

that 'Hello' bit for us?

- Now?

- Yes, now.

"Hello..."

"I am here to

light up your nights..."

"...and make your

dreams come true, it's Sulu."

"Dial my number

from your heart..."

"...and talk to me."

"Won't you?"

Yeah...

Maria, that's my show.

You can join from tomorrow.

6000 rupees a month and

30 rupees daily conveyance.

No, thank you.

The salary is too low.

Up to Rs. 40,000

Is she crazy?

Ashok... Ashok...

Thank you.

Get this done.

Sulochana, how was the gym?

Sit down. Sit down.

It was fine.

I'm sorry I couldn't

attend your calls yesterday.

I was having a crazy day.

Even I was in a bad mood.

Anyway, do you know why you're here?

Pankaj, please play that.

"I get tired dodging traffic all day."

"I wish I had someone..."

"...then, I would lie in her

arms and listen to my favorite songs."

"Tell me what to do?"

How will you talk to him?

Me?

- I...don't know...

- Okay, Pankaj.

Look at me.

Hello...

How are you, darling?

What?

I really like rickshaw drivers.

Imagine someday you

take me for a ride...

You press on the gas,

I won't step on the brakes

Sometimes you lean on me,

and sometimes I lean on you.

What are you thinking,

you naughty boy?

Yuck, who talks like that?

- I can't...

- No no no, I know.

Forget everything. Okay.

Imagine you're talking

to your husband.

What is your husband's name?

- Ashok.

- Okay. Excellent.

So just think you're talking to Ashok.

He's the rickshaw driver.

Now talk to him.

What happened?

You see, last year at the fancy dress

competition held in our building society...

...Ashok dressed up like a fisherman.

- So...

- Pankaj.

Are you done?

Try?

May I?

Hello, rickshaw driver.

Can I say Ashok instead?

Whatever.

However you're comfortable...

Hello Ashok...

You know what, Sulu wants you

to take her for a ride around Mumbai.

And, when you return home tired...

...then, I'll massage your head.

And, if that isn't enough,

I'll strangle your neck...

And if that isn't enough

I'll make you do all the laundry.

Now stop making excuses,

and listen to this song.

"Come slowly in my life."

Is that how you talk to your husband?

I say anything I like;

he's meek like a cow.

Just a...

Hello, I'll call you back.

It was the cow.

Would you like to be an RJ?

Yeah...

Sure?

Sure.

It's a big risk for me. First timer.

I can lose my job over this.

Promise...

Will you train for it?

100 percent.

It's a night show, will you come?

Have I got the job?

It's a night show, will you come?

Well, I failed in my higher secondary.

Something's definitely fishy.

Who pays Rs. 40,000 on your first job?

Get down... you can't fix that.

I'll call the electrician.

I am doing it.

And, there's nothing fishy.

They said up to Rs. 40,000.

So, they will give

me at least Rs. 30,000.

They will pay me something.

I'll be an RJ, Ashok.

My voice will be heard on radio.

They must be joking, and you...

They will fool you.

Sulu...Sulu...

All alone, at night...

You said that I can take

up a job when Pranav grows up.

Yeah... I mean you just went for it...

- ...when you could've called.

- I did, but you were drunk...

Great...

You're doing great, Mrs. Sulochana.

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