ECHO OF A NEW YEAR

                                                            

How white spirits flows by the air around; hearts with joys, eyes with hopes

Romance in winter; and laugh till belly ache

Coldness fill with warm hugs; colours fill by clowns

Six strings foresight the saga of novel year;

Lovers kiss and moon shines overhead

December breeze adieu in tears, the arrival of new dawn

Clock shows twelve and claps offer hero’s welcome,

The New Year!

But, riches are richer, poor are poorer

Poverty stares and money flows in the air.

Sun rises in the east; husband curse the alarm clock

Time travels by, and frogs busy in their desk

Kid learn the alphabet and kitten play with the rat

Wife shouts after maid, and crows caws at her

Dog barks at stranger in the rust gate

And gambler enjoys beer with their mate

Clock shows twelve and sun shines overhead

All in chains!

Marriage honours dowry and farmers dreams sack of rice

Beggar begs and thieves steal laid eggs

But, nothing changes; nothing comes and nothing goes

As I stares at them, since I remember,

The year I was born.

DOCUMENTARY FILM SCRIPT

                                                                         DOCUMENTARY FILM

                                                                 AN ODYSSEY TO DIGBOI

PLOT ONE: ECONOMICAL DIGBOI

SCENE 1: STORY OF THE FIRST DISCOVERY OF THE OIL, FOLLOWED BY THE COMING OF THE TERM ‘DIGBOI’ (AN ELEPHANT RIDING BY A BRITISH OFFICER, FOREST, WORKERS CUTTING TREES)

SCENE 2: TITLE… (THE MODEL OF DIGBOI TOWN)

BACKGROUND SPEECH… (INFORMATION ABOUT DIGBOI)

SCENE 3: THE EPITAPH ‘WELCOME DIGBOI’, FARMERS THROWING NEW SEEDS IN THE PADDIES.

SCENE 4: THE VIEW OF REFINERY (FROM CENETARY PARK TOP)

SCENE 5: THE WALL OF DIGBOI REFINERY.

SCENE 6: THE MODEL OF OIL INDUSTRY.

SCENE 7: THE FIRST ‘RIG’.

SCENE 8: THE ELEPHANT STATUE AND THE FOREST.

SCENE 9: THE STATUE OF BRITISH SAHEB OF OIL INDUSTRY.

SCENE 10: STATUE OF OTHER BRITISH OFFICERS.

SCENE 11: IMPORTANT PHOTOGRAPHS, ALBUMS FROM MUSEUM (THE PAST OIL MONGERS, SOLDIERS, DIGGERS ETC.)

SCENE 12: THE OTHER RELICS AND MEMORABLES FROM MUSEUM INSIDE.

SCENE 13: OUTSIDE THE MUSEUM; OBJECT OF ATTRACTION.

(a)    THE RUSTED TRAIN.

(b)   THE GODOWN OF MACHINES.

(c)    THE OLD CAR.

(d)   THE BRITISH LADY AND THE GENTLEMAN.

(e)   THE BOAT.

(f)     THE DIGGING MACHINE.

SCENE 14: TOWN MARKET: CHARIALI/NEWMARKET

(a)    FISH MARKET.

(b)   GROCERIES AND OTHERS AROUND. (VIEWS OF DWELLERS ABOUT DIGBOI MARKET)

PLOT TWO: SOCIAL DIGBOI

SCENE 1: THE DIGBOI SIGHT FROM TANK 1 TOP.

SCENE 2: THE SIGHT OF FAR VILLAGE AND PADDIES AROUND PANBARI FROM TANK 1 TOP.

SCENE 3: THE COMING OF A TRAIN HEADING TOWARDS DIGBOI STATION FROM CENETARY PARK TOP.

SCENE 4: (a) ZOOMING CLOSE THE SCENE OF THE MOVING TRAIN

SLOW MUSIC…

(b)   A POOR SMALL BOY GAZING AT THE TRAIN FROM THE OPPOSITE SIDE (CONTINUOUS SHOT FROM a TO b)

SCENE 5: POOR LITTLE CHILDREN PLAYING AND RUNNING; A SCENE FROM TOWN ROAD AND DIGBOI STATION.

SCENE 6: INDIA CLUB: BOYS PLAYING TENNIS AND GIRLS PERFORMING DANCE PROGRAMME.

SCENE 7: A MAD MAN IN TATTERED CLOTHES ROTATING IN THE MARKET PLACE.

SCENE 8: DIGBOI CLUB: FAMILIES OF HIGH RANKING OFFICERS HAVING PARTIES; CHILDREN SWIMMING ON THE POOL.

SCENE 9: FLAMING OF FIRE FROM THE HUGE GAS PIPE; TRAMP SLEEPING ON THE FOOTPATH.

SCENE 10: LIONS CLUB OF DIGBOI: MEMBERS OFFERING THE POOR, CLOTHES AND BLANKETS.

SCENE 11: INDIA CLUB FIELD: TEENAGERS PLAYING FOOTBALL AND CRICKET IN THE FIELD.

SCENE 12: CHILDREN MERRY-MAKING INSIDE THE PARK ALONGWITH PARENTS.

SCENE 13: WATERFALL IN THE CENETARY PARK.

SCENE 14: COUPLES BOATING ON THE POND IN THE CENETARY PARK.

SCENE 15: COUPLES AND OTHERS ENJOYING THE SCENE OF DIGBOI FROM THE CENETARY PARK TOP SITTING ON THE BENCH AND GRASS.

SCENE 16: VILLAGE SCENE; VIEWS OF FARMERS AND VILLAGE PEOPLE ABOUT THE PADDIES AND CROPS, THE IMPACT OF CLIMATE OF DIGBOI.

SCENE 17: VIEWS OF POOR BEING ABOUT THEIR LIFE STYLE, EDUCATION OF THEIR CHILDREN AND OTHER SOCIAL FABRIC.

SCENE 18: EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTION:

(a)    JANATA SCHOOL.

(b)   SOWMAR VIDYAPITH.

(c)    LITTLE STAR.

(d)   DELHI PUBLIC SCHOOL.

(e)   WOMENS COLLEGE.

(f)     DIGBOI COLLEGE: INSIDE VIEW OF DIGBOI COLLEGE.

SCENE 19: CHILDREN HEADING TO SCHOOL, BUYING ICECREAMS, EATING TIFFINS FROM HAWKERS AND OTHER VENDORS. (JANATA HIGH SCHOOL)

SCENE 20: OUTVIEW OF JANATA CINEMA HALL.

SCENE 21: SHILLONG ROAD: THE NATURAL SCENE AND BUNGLOWS OF HIGH RANKING OFFICERS.

SCENE 22: DIGBOI ARBORETUM. (SOME VIEWS FROM FOREST OFFICER ABOUT ARBORETUM)

SCENE 23: NATURAL RESOURSE: LAKHIPATHAR RESERVE FOREST.

SCENE 24: HERBAL SITE (MULIABARI) (A SHORT VIEW FROM THE MEMBERS ABOUT HERBAL SITE)

SCENE 25: WAR CEMETRY: EPITAPH AND RECORDS OF MARTYRS.

PLOT THREE: CULTURAL DIGBOI

SCENE 1: JYOTI PRASAD AGARWALA STATUE.

SCENE2: SATI JOYMOTI STATUE.

SCENE 3: LUIT SHILPI SAMAJ; BIHU DANCE, RABINDRA DANCE, ART COMPETITION, SINGING COMPETION.

SCENE 4: AOD PRIMARY SCHOOL (OLD), DYNAMIC SOUND: CHILDREN HAVING LESSONS ON MUSIC.

SCENE 5: I.O.C FESTIVE …JUBILEE FIELD, ANNUAL SPORT: CRICKET/FOOTBALL.

SCENE 6: FUNCTION BY A RENOWNED SINGER; SWARM OF PEOPLE ENJOYING THE FUNCTION.

SCENE 7: BIHU TALI; PRIZE DISTRIBUTION CEREMONY.

SCENE 8:  ENVIRONMENT DAY CELEBRATION (VIVEKANANDA ACADEMY: GOLAI)

SCENE 9: GURUDWARA: THE VIEW OF DIGBOI FROM THE TOP OF THE SPOT AND THE PROCESSION.

SCENE 10: MOSQUE: PROCESSION OF MOHARAM.

SCENE 11: CHURCH: CHRISTMAS SCENE OF THE CHURCH.

SCENE 12: BUDDHA MANDIR.

SCENE 13: DURGA PUJA AND KALI PUJA.

SCENE 14: NAMGHAR (SHANTIPARA): SATRA AND BHAWANA.

SCENE 14: KATI BIHU: FARMERS MOWS CROP AND A WOMAN LIT PRADIP AND PLACE NEAR A SMALL ALTAR OUTSIDE IN THE DARK AND LEAVES…

SONG OF BHAWANA…                                  

                                                                                 CREDITS

DIL CHAHTA HAI RETURNS (FILM SCRIPT)

CAST-

ABHAY: AAMIR KHAN

SAMEER: SAIF ALI KHAN

ABHIANSHU: SAMEER’S BROTHER

ROHIT: AKSHAY KHANNA

SIMRAN: PREETY ZINTA

GARDENER: RAJPAL YADAV

Early Morning, Apartment 20, Mumbai:

A luxurious hall room serve as drawing room, filled with silence everywhere. Rohit is sleeping in his sofa. On the table, lay empty bottle of champagne and a glass is falling on the table. His white shirt is half open, and tie hang loose on his neck. His pair of shoes lay scatter on the centre of the room and his coat is lying on the floor.  A dream haunts Rohit; a dream of various memorable times of his enjoyment and trips with his friends happened many years ago, flashes vividly (The memorable snaps from Dil Chahta Hai 1). Suddenly, he opens his eyes and is off the dream. Rohit opens his eyes and looks around. It is silent everywhere except the buzzing sound of the air cooler. He feels tiresome and rubs his eyes. He gets up; prepare a coffee and walks on to a calendar. The present day is Sunday. He circles Sunday and checks that last two days are left to leave for Australia. He then, stands before the huge glass which serves as a window pane with his cup. He pulls on the curtain rope and as the curtain rises, the sun rays illuminate his room. A part of the humdrum Mumbai is seen from the glass pane and the sea, far away shining bright blue. His tirefull mind flashes before him the quarrel of the last night; where he was quarrelling with a girl on the bar. Nothing is heard inside the bar for the music and dance. Both fights verbally and finally, the girl slaps him. Meanwhile, his mobile buzzes…he sees, it is Dolly Calling. He hesitates to pick up. The quarrel flashes again before his eyes. The mobile buzzes second time. He receives slowly.

Rohit: Dolly, I am really sorry for the last night… (before he continues)…

Dolly: Rohit, we are over. Mein tumse aur pyar nehi karta. Sorry… Aur jate waqt tumhara ring leke jana…good-bye.

Rohit: Hey, hey…hello…listen…

Rohit slowly hand down his mobile and place in its position. He moves back with his coffee gently, but suddenly he burst into anger and takes the mobile and throws it violently against the glass pane breaking it into pieces.

CREDITS AND TITLES…TWO DAYS LATER 

Rohit packs his luggage, takes his eye gear, passport, car key and drives off. He drives his Longhorn through the highway. Everywhere there lie open fields. The sun is shining bright above and low wind blows from the sea. Rohit is dressed in cool shirt and jeans and his eyes hide behind his sun glass. After a short journey, he arrives at a mansion. He rings at bell. Dolly appears herself.

Rohit: Aa…Umm…hii…!

Dolly: So, tum isse bhi seriously le liya…itna makhichus maine kabhi aur kahi nehi dekha…, (she take off the ring from her finger and handover it to him)… lo aur mujhse kabhi mat milna… (she slams the door)

Rohit: Hey wait….tumhi ne to kaha tha ki… (heave a sigh) shit man!

Dolly: (From inside, scorns) Maine sirf test ki thi!!...

Rohit turns back to go away only when he sees that, a gardener is gazing at him and listening to their grudge from a corner with a bucket of water in his hand.

Rohit: Kya be, chal phut le yaha se! (The gardener disappears)

Dolly burst open the door and approaches him again. Rohit thinks her heart is molten and stresses his arms for her, but unfortunately, lo!! He put down his hands seeing her to frown by zooming his eye sight.

Dolly: Aur tumhara mobile kya hua! Hamesha not-reachable, not-reachable! Na bol diya, ab kisi aur se network jur liya..

Rohit: Nehi, maine mobile gusse mein aake tor diya..issiliye

Dolly: Wah, ek mobile kharidne bhi pahar saman hai tumhare liye…yeh do din mujhse baat karne keliye bhi ji ni gaya…tum Australia ja rehe ho naa, wapas mat ana…!! (She rush back inside)

Rohit: Dolly listen,…par….(in low tone) Kya musibat hai…

He turns back to see the gardener again on the same spot gazing at him with witty mind. Rohit low  down his head, and enter in his car. He starts the engine, only when the gardener appears before him again.

Rohit: Kya chahiye…!

Gardener: Sahab ji, mein ek sala dun..?

Rohit: Ring chahiye..?

Gardener: Nehi, nehi, free sala!

Rohit: Bol!

Gardener: Aap, airtel kyun nehi le lete, kyun ki, airtel connects ek atuth bandhan. Maine bhi liya hai.

Rohit: (Scorns) Apna Dolly memsahib ko jake bolna!!

Rohit gears off, when Dolly has a peek on him from a window corner and smiles cutely. He now, heads toward airport. On the way, he stops and picks up a lass.

Simran: Kkya Rohit, itna try kar rahi hun tumhara phone pe…nehi lag raha…

Rohit: Nehi woh,…maine, airtel le liya…I mean, aitel connects ek atuth bandhan…!

Simran: Oh ho, how sweet,…waise tumhara flight kitna baje hai…

Rohit: 11:45!

Simran: Hey Rohit (in low tone), please usse mana lena…!

Rohit: Paro, ab no emotion. Trust me, woh mera dost hai, mein usse jarur wapas leke aunga. Baas mere aane tak mera yeh janeman ka khayal rakhna…!(patting on his car steering)

Simran: Iski chinta bhi mat karna…yeh car samajho ab mera ho gaya.

They part off on the airport.

Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport, Bombay: Flight no. 1063 (AIR INDIA)

Rohit head towards his flight and make his entrance in a dignify manner with a jacket in his arms. He walks through the second class apartment and search on his seat number.

Air Hostess: May I help u sir…!

Rohit: Oh no, thank you! As the air hostess moves back, Rohit… ‘Umm, can you please, direct me to seat no. 13?’

Air hostess: Sure! Follow me, please. Rohit follows her till his seat is discovered.

Rohit: Thank you!

Air Hostess: It’s my pleasure. Have a safe journey. She leaves away. Seat no. 13 is beside the seat near to window pane which is then, left vacant. Rohit conquer his seat after heaving a sigh, fasten the belts and soon bury his head with his jacket completely and tries to sleep. Meanwhile, comes on the spot, the passenger of the seat beside him.

The passenger: Excuse me! Rohit looks up with a sort of disgust in his face and allows crossing him. The passenger takes his seat beside Rohit.

The passenger: God! Aaz kal ke pitaji bhi na! Kuch jadai westernised ho gae. Self-dependent! Self-dependent!

Rohit: Kya baat he brother, you are so firing!

The passenger: Hey, tujhe me brother dikhta hoo?

Rohit: Bro…(puzzled with the passenger’s attitude) Okay…dost! Now! Itne gusse apne pitashri ke upar! Anything wrong!

The Passenger: Wrong! Wrong to mere takdir pe likha hua he jabse me paida hua hun! Ye India ka aadmi bahaar settle kyun hota he. Socha tha first class ki ticket book kar denge pitaji, aab hath me aaya second class ki ticket. Jab pitaji ko phone kiya, to keheta hai ‘ beta, self-dependent hona sikho. Tum aur bache nehi rehe. You are adult now. Khud ka karz khud chalana sikho’ Thora aur paisa mil jane se via aesoaram chala jata tha! Kya mujhe dikhne me itne bare lagta he?

Rohit: Apne French cut se to lagta he ki bachpan chor base! (the passenger is stunt) Waise tum India kyun aaye the?

The passenger: Sale ye to aur ek twist he! Jaha dad ek taraf, self dependent ki mantra sunata he, to dusri taraf mummi- pyar karane ki siwa, behen banane ki path parhati he.

Rohit: Kuch samjhe nehi!

The passenger: Aare yaar! Ghar se ek risteh ke lie mujhe India bheja tha taki woh larki ko pasand karke, sadi karke lau aur bass jau. Lekin, jab larki dekne gaya to, aehem bakt par mummi phone karke kehti hai ‘ beta, woh larki hamare dur ke ristedar lagte he aur iske hisaab se, woh tumhare bare didi lagte he. (Rohit burst in laugh) God! Uuse pyar se hug karne ki waje uske charan chu ke aashirbaad mangna para. ‘Kya mast the wohi ladki yaar’…Rohit is nowhere at this. He could not control his laugh and this disturbs the other passengers.

The passenger: Ha, ha haso, haso aur haslo. Sale, kismet to phuti phuti…, saat me ijjat bhi luti. Aab Guddu yeh baat janenge to woh hass hass ke Australia chor basega. Kamina!

Rohit: (still laughing with tears in his witty eyes) Sorry guys,….that was extremely a good joke! (After a relief) O’ God…aab ye Guddu kaon he!

The passenger: He ek mere dost,...amir ghar ke beta. Yeh bhi ajib he. India me uske girl friend se break up hone ka baad, ghaar me keheta he ki usse Australia me call center ka job karna he aur waha pe, job to chor, wanted level bana raha hai! (Rohit laughs)... Lekin ha, maan bahot acha hai... wase, tu bhi Australia jaraha he?

Rohit: Haa…yaar! Kuch private kaam ke silsile paar…. Actually mere Uncle Sydney pe rehete he. So…

The passenger: ….Oh great. Tab to maaja aaega…. Mae hoon Sameer, Sameer Malhotra from New South Wales. (Both shake hands)

Rohit: And me, Rohit Shergil! Nice to meet you, man.

The flight takes off to the Kangaroo country, Australia.    

AUSTRALIA: NEXT DAY

Rohit and Sameer come out of the airport with luggage laughing at each other’s wit.

Sameer: So, Rohit! Tujhe chor du?

Rohit: Chor du!

Sameer: Aare yaar, ghaar tak!

Rohit: Oh…nehi, nehi, nehi. It’s okay. Mein akela ja sakta hun.

Sameer: Are you sure!

Rohit: Haan yaar.

Sameer: Okay then, tuje mein kaal sham Caspian bar mein milta hun. Guddu se bhi mulakat ho jaega.

Rohit: Thik  he.

Sameer: Ye raha mera card, jab chahe call kar sakta he. See you tomorrow. And they get parted.

Rohit: Aur soon, ghar jake apne shaadi ka teohar dhoom dham se manana… Both laughs and finally depart.

Rohit on reaching his house, keeps down the luggage, greet his aunt:

Aunt: Aa gaya puttar! Itne chikne hoke aaya. Tu to hamare khandani ka naksai badal diya! (Rohit is flattered)

Rohit: Nehi tai! Woh…

Aunt: Chal! Hath muh dhole, mein khana lagata hun. Aaj maine khas Chicken tandoori banaya he.

Rohit: Nehi tai, mein vegetarian ban gaya.  

Aunt: Aabe, tere lie nehi, tere chachu ke lie. Unka pressure low hai na! (Rohit is highly embarrassed)

Rohit: O’ sorry!

Aunt: Aur kisne tujhe vegetarian banaya. Mein phir tujhe Non-vegeterian banaunga aaj. (aunt moves to the kitchen room) Dekh! Aapne pardada ko dekh! Kaise tandurust the woh apne burhape me bhi. Aaj woh hote naa, tera yeh haal dekh ke, tujhe bhi chicken bana dete the.

Rohit: Nehi tai… woh, actually…

Aunt: Chal! Jaldi fresh hoke aah. No more argues!

Rohit then, goes to his room and sit under the fan. He keeps the card given by Sameer in the table and remembering something, took out from back pocket, a page where some phone number is written. He dials:

Over another line: Hello!

Rohit: Hello, I am…Rohit Shergil. Can you please hand over to Abhay.

Over the line: Abhay! Who Abhay! Sorry wrong number….(as he is to hang up…) hey, hey, hey, wait. Are you indian? I mean, what did you say your name?

Rohit: Rohit Shergil…!

Over the line: Rohit…from Mumbai, a friend of Sameer?

Rohit: Yes! (shocked)

Over the line: Hey mein hun yaar, Sameer, tera jigri dost!

Rohit: (taken aback) Sameer! Tu?! (exclaims)

Sameer: Itna chilla kyun raha he yaar!

Rohit:….umm…nehi aeseyi. Tu mera jigri  dost he na, isilie!

Sameer: Wah, waise tu landline pe kya kar raha hai. Meine tujhe apna number card diya tha na! Wait…, tujhe landline ka number kaha se mila?(perplexed)

Rohit: Nehi woh…woh…telephone directory se mila, tera landline number.

Sameer: Rohit, tu mujse kuch chuparaha he. Mere sath share nehi karega to apne girlfriend ka sath share karega!

Rohit: Sameer! (in a gentle tone)

Sameer: Oh sorry, dialogue marne me bhul ho gaya! Lekin mujhe bhi bol yaar! Dekta hoon kuch tere liye kar sakta hun ki nehi. Actually, peheli baar dosti ka farz nibhaunga. Ek mauka to de.

Rohit: Tu nehi badle ga! Thikhe, mein tujhe kal batata hun Caspian bar pe!...Meanwhile, Aunt shouts from Kitchen- ‘ Puttar, tujhe non-veg banana ka time aagaya! Jaldi aaja’ Oof, yeh tai bhi na! Thik he boss, aabhi rakhraha hun, see you tomorrow!

Sameer: Ok Bye! Bhul naa mat, Caspian Bar! And they hang off!

CASPIAN BAR: AUSTRALIA (EVENING)

Caspian bar is located at New South Wales. The entertaining globe of the bar is vibrating with dance and music. All sort of adults are present there be it Australian citizen or Indians; leaping and dancing along with the flow of music operated by disc joker while a few is enjoying from the bar table with their glasses of beer. Sameer too, is seen dancing with some Aussie girls. Meanwhile comes inside, Mr. Rohit. On seeing him, Sameer run and asks him to accompany the dashing party.

Rohit: Nehi yaar, mood nehi he!

Sameer: Chal na yaar, dance karne se mood bapas aajayga.

Rohit: Nehi dost, tu ja. Mein yahape rukhta hoon. Saukh mitane ka baad to mujhe yahape mil lena. (witty smile)

Sameer: Thik he, to tujhe Guddu se milata hu! Aa mere sath! Lekin ha, ek baat yaad rakhna! ‘Bhul se bhi Galati ,mat karna…No phaltu ka pranks kyuki usse tin wanted star mil chuka he.’ (Rohit laughs at this- Admi bhul se hi to Galati karta hai. Sameer nods his head in his defeat-‘Chal, Chal’. They goes to the bar table. A young man with a black hat in his head is sitting with his back to the dance bar. A tattoo is seen at the back of his neck.)

Sameer: Hey Guddu! Dekh mera ek naya dost aya! Tujhe bola tha naa ek joker ke bare me…(rohit look playfully serious at him)…oh, sorry yaar, (pating at rohit’s stomach. The man turns back succumbing himself in a bit fitting)

Guddu: Welcome yaar! (turning back) Yahape Indians ki sakt jarurat he! Nice to meet you!...utt teri…Rohit! (Shock, exclaims)

Rohit: Abhay…!! Gosh man… (They hug each other with joy and warmly)

Guddu: Tu yahape…! Sameer ne kaha tha ek Rohit ke bare me but tu hoga, yeh maine socha nehi tha..Maine to socha tha tu mujhe bhul hi jayega, woh lafre ke baad!

Rohit: Chor naa yaar, uun bite hue baton ko…ek naya mulakat, nayi suruwat! (Smiles)

Guddu: Utt teri, tera attitude to ab hamare jaesa nikla…, chal gale mil yaar phir se.

Sameer: Oie, mujhe bhi shamil kar…(the three hugs and sits in a row)…waise, tu Guddu kabse ban gaya!

Guddu: Ab kya bolu yaar…(having a sip of beer)…samay ka pahiya jo ghumte reheta hai, samay ka saath apun bhi badal gaya,…so, naam bhi badal diya.

Sameer: Isiliye yeh ab wine se daru me bhi kud para…(Guddu looks scornfully at Sameer)

Guddu: So, ab tu bol,…kaisa chal raha hai tera life!

Rohit: Bas thik thak…char wall ke bich hamesha, naukri mein bhi aur ghar mein bhi…kabhi kabar akelapan bahut mesus hota hai aur hamare bitte huye kal ka bahut yaad ata hai…

Guddu: (heave a sigh) Aur Australia kyun?

Sameer: Ab mat puch usse yaar, bechare bauhat paresan hai…kal se kuch chupa raha hai…

Guddu: Kya be dost, ab mujse bhi chupayga, bol kisne thoka tujhe!

Rohit: Tu bilkul badal gaya Abhay….umm, Nehi…mai to.. bindass hun…

Guddu: Sach kehe raha hai na…

Rohit: Sach!

Guddu: Chal prove kar!

Rohit: Prove?

Guddu: Ha, prove kar ki tu bindass hai…tujhe mai dasss sec deta hun prove karne ke liya, nehi to Satya- wachan, ten, nine…

Rohit: Hey, rukh…mai to…rukh…

Guddu: Eight, seven, six…

Sameer: Jaldi kar oie, dikha de apna bindass giri…

Rohit seems to be perplexed; he moves his head here and there.

Guddu: …Five, four, three…

No sooner did Guddu say one, Rohit hit upon an idea… he finds a cup of beer near him, and gulp the whole at one rush. Both jumps in joy, and Rohit continues his drink one after another, cheering, ‘ yeh, Guddu ke naam par, Sameer ke naam par’.

Guddu and Sameer: (Together, gulps)Rohit ke naam par

Guddu: (Shouts in joy) Dikha diya tu ne, mera sher… ek naya mulakat, nayi suruwat’…(and three finally takes a shot)…aur yeh hamare dosti ke naam..    

Meanwhile, there develop a fight in one corner among some boys between Australian and Indian. Everywhere there grows chaos among the other visitors and tom boys. The three dudes are now having their dinner, sitting on a round table. They watch the scene for a minute in cool.

Guddu: Dekh! Isilie kahatha ki yaha pe Indians ki sakt jarurat he.

Sameer: Chal kud parte he! Rohit, agar tujhe fighting me hamare jaisa dilchasmi ho to tu bhi kud par…

Guddu: Agar practise ho to…(and both Sameer and Guddu and few other Indians jumps over the fight to secure the victim indian)

FIGHT!!

Five to ten minutes later, the fight is knocking at the conclusion and it seems to be the victory of Guddu and Sameer i.e. Indians. The Aussie boys escape to save their life. Rohit has been the patient spectator enjoying the live violence between Kangaroos and Tigers. Guddu and Sameer come on the light. Sameer has got a blue eye for a hit.

Guddu: (picking up his collar, clapping his palms) Ooff!! Chal! Kam ho gaya! Abhi ghar jake nahate he! Kyun, kaisa laga ballebaji!

Rohit: (smiles) Sameer, tere chehere ko to dekh.

Sameer: Hah, yeh apun ka style hai.

Rohit: Aur tujhe to aaj aur do wanted level mil chuke hey! (Listening this, Sameer gets feared and in a gesture tell Rohit to keep his mouth shut)

Guddu in full spirit: (laughing) Aab kangaroo aur tiger ke bich larai ho to tiger hi jitega, hai naa. (Guddu walks toward him and hold on his shoulder affectionately) Bahut miss kiya tujhe yaar.

Rohit: Me bi Abhay!

Guddu:(A pause later) ..oie, tujhe drive karne aate he..?

Rohit: Mercedez Benz kaharida hai… aur kuch bolna hai…!

Guddu: (in Shock) nehi dost…baas, ab karke dikha!

SONG!! A SHOOT in the car presenting Guddu, Sameer and Rohit, heading towards their hometown just merry-makingly. Rohit is driving the car. The major part of Australia is shown as they enjoy the drive…n many other entertainment resorts. They roam about a big mall, watching the stuffs and girls. Sameer catch sight of an Indian girl who is choosing a pair of shoe for herself and holding a pink shoe on her left hand and a black on her right.0 She too catches his sight from the other side of the glass. Sameer seems to be lost in the other world. Then, he makes a gesture to tell her from the other side of the glass to select the pink shoe on her left hand. The girl frowns at him and with a sort of anger, she replace the pink shoe in its position and put the black one in her bag. Both his stupid friends, Rohit and Guddu laugh and flatter him and force him to leave the spot. In the middle of the night, finally, the three arrive at Sameer’s house after rock and roll and the tier falls deep asleep.)

NEXT MORNING: DINNING ROOM, SAMEER’S HOUSE:

Sameer’s father and mother, his younger brother and Guddu are sitting by the round table and having lunch, while maids are busy in their job and Rohit busy in a call. The group in the table are gossiping and Sameer’s mother is scuffing at him.

Rohit (in phone): Okay, mein sham tak ajaunga. Good-bye tai.

Replacing the receiver, he comes back to his chair on his dish.

Mother: Kya hoga tera life ka Sameer…din bhar din bigarta ja raha hai…hamesha beer, beer…aur lafange ki tarha ghumna, woh bhi adhi raat ko…,Rohit, tum to samajdar lagte ho…tum to samjha sakte ho!

Abhianshu: Rohit Uncle, aapka mercedez benz mujhe dikhaenge…?

Hearing this, Sameer and Guddu get thousand bolt shock and appear as statue.

Rohit: What! Aankh phar phar ke kya dekh raha hai00!

Suddenly, both Sameer and Guddu burst into laugh!

Guddu and Sameer: (Laughing) Uncle…!

Rohit too share a laugh.

Sameer: O god Oh, uncle Rohit…! (Laughing still)

Rohit: Sirf dikhaenge nehi, trip par bhi chalenge…(watching Guddu) bas ek bar Mumbai aah jao. (Watching Rohit, Guddu halt his laugh and get puzzled and serious)

Father: Abhi…Rohit ko bhaia bulana…Ab choro bhi dear, samaj jayenge yeh log, they are grown up now! (hearing this, Sameer seems to put his hands on his ears)

Mother: Tum logo se baat karna hi bekar hai. Jabtak shaadi nehi hogi, nehi samajne wala. Kabse kehe raha hu naya rishta dekhie, aap baat ko seriously letei nehi. Aapka business to hai naa usko handle karne ke liye…

Father: Par…

Guddu: Nehi aunty, Sameer shadi nehi karega…

Sameer: Kisne kaha!...I mean, kab kaha maine!

Guddu: Mera matlab hai, not arrange marriage…love marriage!

Rohit: Aur Sameer ne ladki bhi dhund liya!

Guddu: Lekin apsos, jutte  ki palle parke, dono ki kismat nehi juti! (Guddu and Rohit laughs)

Sameer: Oh come on man; that was just attraction! (flattered)

Father: Beta, attraction se hi to dil jagta hai, aur dhire dhire ho jata hai pyaar.

Sameer: No way, cut the shit, dad! No pyaar, no rishtedar!

Abhianshu: Ab mera ek advice hai Sameer bhaiya se. Ladki Aussie hona chahiye, not Indian.

Sameer: Oie, chup be advice master, shaadi tu kar raha hai ya mein!

Everyone laughs at this! Evening follows. Rohit arrives at his house, Sydney with some stuff in his hand. The boys are playing basketball around and a truck man is loading the truck with garbages on the side. His Uncle, a middle-aged fellow on turban, is sitting on the veranda of the house on his ease chair and busy with Holy Geeta.

Uncle: Aa gaya puttar.

Rohit: (forwarding and taking his blessing) Ha tauji…(Aunt comes out rubbing her hand in her towel hanging from her shoulder)…tai, yeh kuch hara sabji aur khane ka saman laya…(handing over the packet to her)…

Aunt: Chicken nehi mila…(Rohit is stunned!)…just kidding beta (smiling)

Uncle too, laughs at this. Aunt goes inside with the stuffs.

Uncle: (laughing slowly) Tumhare tai English ka dewane ho gayi…chal aa, baet!

Rohit takes a sit behind his uncle in a chair.

Rohit: To, tauji, yeh aap Geeta kyu par rehe hai?

Uncle: Ab kya woh jamana raha jo mein, Bikini girls Magazine parhu…(Rohit smiles)…Samay jitna karib ata hai, utna uparwale ki karib bhi khich leta hai.

Meanwhile, the basketball with which the boys are playing, burst off.

A boy: Oh gosh man…

Another boy: How the hell, the ball goes off…it’s a new, branded one.

On the other side, the two figures from their seat are watching the scene.

Uncle: Dekh,.. har chij ka anth hai, chahe woh aaj ho ya kal…kher ab tu bol beta.

Rohit: Mera kya tauji, wohi bhag daur bhari life. A complete mechanism.

Uncle: Hmmm…Aur Australia kaise ana hua?

Rohit: Woh mein ek dost ke liye aya hun… tauji ek baat bataiye, yeh Sachai se log kyun bhagte hai?

Uncle: (keeping the Geeta on the tea table on his side and opening his spectacle) Dekh beta, admi ka yehi ek kamjori hota hai. Woh hamesha wohi baat mante hai jo ussne dekha, na ki jo uska dil keheta hai. Aankhe jo keheta hai, that is fifty percent an illusion, aur jab tak woh baat ko dil se samaj leta hai ki sachai wohi hai jo dil keheta hai, tab tak everything’s just Gone with the Wind…

…Rohit’s start breathing heavily.

Uncle: You okay!

He feels uneasy and tends to vomit.

Uncle: Le, thoda pani pile…

He rushes up and goes on the side of the garbage place and begin vomiting.

The garbage man: You okay, buddy! Wanna help!

Rohit in a gesture shows him of nothing required. Uncle and aunt follows him hurriedly.

Uncle: (to garbage man) Hey, hey it’s fine, fine. You carry on. Rohit beta!

Rohit now, pressing his chest, breathe heavily and falls on his knees.

CENTRAL HOSPITAL:

Rohit is lying on the trolley bed inside the cabin. He is being given a bottle of saline and heast beat machine is lying behind him. An oxygen mask is placed in his mouth. Sameer and his aunt are sitting beside him. Rohit open his eyes calmly.

Rohit: Sameer.

Sameer: Sirf mein nehi, Guddu bhi aye hai. Doctor se baat karne gaya hai tauji ke saath. Ab acha lag raha hai.

Rohit: Ha yaar!

Aunt: (Speaks to him slowly and shedding tears) Sorry beta, tujhe aur Chicken nehi khilaunga, bahut bara bhul ho gaya. Mujhe maaf kar de beta.

Rohit: (smiling, speaking slowly and lowering down the oxygen mask) Tai! Kya bolte ja rahi hai aap. Mein to aapki chicken ka dewana hun.

Guddu and his uncle come in.

Guddu: Oie shanne, Chal oie, Bahut acting ho gaya…ab ut ja…tera release hone wala hai ab.

Rohit: Doctor ne kya kaha.

Guddu: Sab normal hai…sirf gastric ki waje se chest pain hua tha…kuch yaha pe medicine prescribe kar diya…doctor ne bola khane ke liye aur maine tai kiya, Melbourne jane ke liye.

Sameer: Tu pagal ho gaya…tujhe bhi treatment ki sakt jarurat hai…basically, tu bhi laet jaa Rohit ke saath.

Rohit: Melbourne…iss waqt?

Uncle: Guddu thik kehe raha hai Rohit, jao ghumke aao…acha mehesus karoge…saath mein Bikini girls bhi dekh lena.

Aunt: Oh shut up Mohan, halat dekha hai iska…kaise jaenge bhala yeh condition mein?

Guddu: Uski phikar mat karo aunty, hum dono hai na…kyun Rohit!

Rohit: Woh to thik hai par…

A nurse enters with a clip board in her hand.

Nurse: Mr. Rohit Shergil, you are released. Have a good time, take care of your health. (And she leaves the room)

Rohit is stuntly watching at the door through which she leaves. The room is filled with silence.

Guddu: Kya hua Rohit, thik to hai naa?

Sameer: Rohit?

Rohit: (still watching at the door, speaks straightly) Jo bhi kaho, yeh ladki bahut sexy tha.

Everyone laughs at this cheerfully.

Sameer: Ab, yeh hui na baat!

MELBOURNE!! (Song)

EVENING: MELBOURNE

Rohit and Sameer are lying on the sand in the beach and watches Guddu coming towards them with two Aussie sexies on his each side after enjoying the bath in the sea.

Sameer: Sale yeh bhi naa, kabhi nehi sudre ga. Tujhe to malum hoga, kya Guddu pehle sehi bindass rehta hai apna life leke?

Rohit: Nope!... Sayad, Australia ka hawa cha gaya uusme…

Guddu: (arriving on the spot in water running down from his body) Ha ha haa…kyun dosto, tum logo me itna voltage kam kyun par gaya.

Sameer: Ab sara voltage jo tune dono taraf le liya.

Guddu: Ab kya kare, yeh dil chahta hai ki mange more. (everyone smiles)…chal coffee pite hai.

CAFÉ:

Café near the beach is hovering with people. Guddu and Rohit are sitting on the chair eating some dessert, while Sameer went for an order of coffee.

Rohit: Guddu, tujhe ek baat bolu.

Guddu: Jaban to bolne ke liye hi hota hai.

Rohit: itna badalna bhi, i mean, itna aage dekna bhi thik nehi hai.

Guddu: (Looking back) Piche dekhlia, koi interesting ladki nehi hai…

Rohit low down his head and shook with defeat… (Meanwhile, Sameer comes with tray of coffees)

Sameer: Ab aaiga asli maaja! (Sameer takes his seat and arrange coffee)

Guddu: Vah Sameer! Tu to apni hone wali biwi ki tarha nikle ga.

Rohit: Bas aisa hi kaam karna sikh le, biwi ka bhi help hoga aur jutte ka phatka khana nehi parega. (Everyone laughs)

Sameer: Kaam! Kaam jaye bhar me…! Henpeck nehi banna mujhe. Ab chor, Rohit ab tera bare me bhi kuch suna, Single ya mingle…? (Rohit looks for a second in Guddu’s face and replies with a smile)

Rohit: Nehi yaar, philal to single hun.

Sameer: So, anyone before?

Rohit: (upset) Haa tha pichle tin saal tak ek ladki, Dolly…lekin bahut nautangi hai yaar..i mean, yeh mat karo, woh mat karo…do din thik thak, to baki paach din lafra.

Guddu: Oh, dominating problem. Dekh, ladki hamesha dominating hote hai.  Jitna bhao nehi dega utna dominate barhta rehega…agar phir bhi pyaar ka mamla hai, to usse pyaar se reject karde!

Sameer: Kya yeh keheke ki, ‘darling, sweetheart, me tumse aur mohabbat nehi karta, kripaya maaf kijiye ga…’ thappar khilane ka gyan baat raha hai…!

Guddu looks around the café and speaks…

Guddu: Sirf pach minute…me tujhe ek demo dikhata hun.

Guddu get up at a jump and march ahead to an Indian girl sitting by a table on the side and sipping her coffee alone.

Sameer: Basically, yeh gaya kaam se!

Both Sameer and Rohit watches Guddu talking to her with smiles and fondness. Sometimes Guddu too, turns his eye balls and has per second glance at them.

Rohit: (Slowly, wittingly) Wah kya Jodi hai! 1920 love story.

Sameer: (Slowly, wittingly) Jo bhi dekh raha hai, saab akhon ka dhoka hai...english mein, optical illusion.

Rohit: Malum hai…phir bhi yeh dil hai ki manta nehi.

Gradually, they sees that Guddu advances his hand towards her hand and she give a smile. At the moment, both comes to them holding each other’s hand, and Sameer and Rohit resumes their position and seat as before.

Guddu: Guys, yeh hai Rukhmini aur Rukhmini, yeh dono mera dost, (pointing to Sameer) Guddu and Rohit. (Both Sameer and Rohit sees each other in shock)

Rukhmini: Guddu! Ammm, Nice name.

Sameer: (burning inside) Hai!

Rukhmini: Hello!

Rohit: Ah, Hello!

Rukhmini: Hai!

Guddu: (requesting politely but wittingly) Come let’s sit down and talk.

Rukhmini: Yeah, sure! (All four on the table)…so, Sameer (Both Sameer and Rohit see each other in shock again) don’t you really have a girlfriend..?

Guddu: Nope! Not at all, I am always single…at least for you.

Rukhmini: Oh how sweet! Sameer, if you don’t mind, can I ask you something?

Guddu: Baisak. Jaban to bolne ke liye hi hote hai. (watching at Rohit)

Rukhmini: O how sweet Sameer. Agar mein tumhe kahu, wine aur mere bich chunne ke liye to kisse chuno ge…? (Both again see at each other’s dry face and Guddu too, looks at them)

Guddu: Yeh sawal aapne kyun farmaye..?

Rukhmini: Kyun ki…kyun ki mein tumse pyaar karne lagi hun. (Rohit blush off sip of coffee from his mouth on hearing this)

Rohit: Sorry, sorry…extremely sorry.

Rukhmini: It’s okay…so, what is your answer Sameer…You love me naa…?

Guddu: Of couse I love you!

Sameer: Chal Rohit, thoda bahar se ghumke ate hai… ‘SSameer’ ko privacy ki jarurat hai!

As both tries to get up…

Guddu: It’s okay man…take it easy, yeh to just suruwat hai! (Rukhmini smiles)

Rukhmini: To tum mere liye wine chor rehe ho naa, darling!

Guddu: Tumhare liye to jaan bhi hajir, janemaan… (after a pause) Darling, tumhare paas panso rupae hogi…?

Rukhmini: Haa kyun nehi…(She gives him 500 bucks from her purse)…yeh lo…!

Guddu: Thank you!

Rukhmini: Chahiye to aur manglena…waise kya karoge dosso rupae se?

Guddu: Tino milke daru piyenge, S karenge!

Rukhmini: (Shouting)Go..to..hell! (Snatching the bucks from his hand) You are ridiculous! In fact, you three are disgusting…moron!! (She dash up and rush outside)

Guddu: (Laughing) Aare darling, Ekso (100) to deke jao…saste piyenge.

Rukhmini rush back to the door step and shouts-

Rukhmini: My Foot!! (…and leaves finally)

Then, Guddu looks at Rohit and Sameer laughingly who are staring at him.

Guddu: Kaisa laga demo!...Kya ghur kyun raha hai mujhe?

Sameer: (After a sec pause) Tu to yogi nikla!

NEW SOUTH WALES:

The three gears on their car that late night towards their home enjoying and laughing about what ever happened and reaches New South Wales early morning and head to Sameer’s house.

Guddu: Chal uth oie, pahuch gaya.

The three enters the house tired and drowsy, and follows Abhianshu’s room. Abhianshu is busy with Play Station.

Sameer: Oie nikal room se…hamesha game. (He drops on the bed)…ab chaen se sone de.

Abhianshu: Rohit bhaia, kya apki mercedez benz yeh gari ka jaisa hai...?

Rohit: (Fumbling his hair) Haa, chote ustad!

Abhianshu: Aap bhi kheliye naa!

Rohit: Okay! Let’s Go! (Both sink in the game)

Guddu is sitting beside Sameer and smoking cigarette, he watches Rohit to play. His eyes appear watery.

Sameer: Kya baat hai Guddu? (Slowly)

Guddu: (Suddenly becoming conscious) Oh nehi…kuch nehi, woh Rohit ko dekke nani ki yaad aah gaya…(in low tune, rubbing his tears)

Sameer looks at him in puzzle with puckered brow. Meanwhile, Sameer’s mother comes in. Guddu hurries to hide the cigarette and rubs his hand in his shirt.

Sameer’s mother: Rohit beta, aa gaya. Kabed to thik hai naa abhi. Guddu bola tha phone kar ke.

Rohi0t: Ha aunty, ab thik hun!

Sameer’s mother: To breakfast laga du?

Guddu: Nehi aunty, mera bhuk nehi hai…baad mein kha lunga.

Sameer’ mother: Kya Guddu… thik hai, Rohit aur Sameer, tum dono dining room me aa jao…(marching forward) aur Abhi, kya laga rakha hai, school ke liye der ho rehi hai!

Abhianshu: Nehi mammi, mujhe school nehi jana aaj, phir se woh seniors log tang karenge aur marenge.

Rohit: Kya baat hai aunty…?

Sameer’s mother: Dekh na Rohit, parso se kehe raha hai ki koi Australian seniors dushre school se Abhi ke school mein aye aur juniors ko tang karte rehta hai.

Abhianshu: Specially Indians…aur maine suna hai ki unn seniors ne apna pehla school mein ek Indian ladka ko maar ke hospital bhej diya. Isiliye unlogoko Transfer Certificate de diya aur ab yaha ake bhi suru ho gaya.

The three, Guddu, Sameer and Rohit looks at each other.

Guddu: Kya soch raha hai!

SOUTH WALES CONVENT SCHOOL:

The four boyz enters the school campus. The campus is hovering with pupils everywhere, while some boys and girls on the cycle stand interacting with each others. Some sitting on the benches burried in books. The three building-blocks surround the entire campus.

Abhianshu: Nehi mujhe second block pe nehi jana…phir se kan pakraenge aur marenge.

Rohit: Kaun kiska kaan pakarta hai, mein dekta hun aaj.

Meanwhile, an Aussie girl passes by them.

The Girl: Hi! Good morning.

Abhianshu: (Flattered) Oh good morning…good morning, Sarah!

The Girl: Come on, let’s go!

Abhianshu: Oh yeah, I’ll back in ten minute, you keep walking.

The Girl: See you. (She goes away smiling)

Guddu: Girlfriend…? (Sameer pokes at him silently hearing this)…kya jelous ho raha hai!

Abhianshu: (Hesitating) No… just friend!

Guddu: Wohi to kehe raha hun, Girl-Friend…ab ladki Boy-Friend to nehi hogi naa…shanne, bahut tej nikla tu. (Rohit and Guddu smiles)

Sameer:  Oh God!!... (He turns to move away)

Guddu: Utt teri! (Sameer turns back)

They see that a girl appears out of her car with files and books in her hand near Teacher’s block and she is none other than with whom Sameer had encountered in the Mall.

Abhianshu: Yeh hamare Science teacher hai aur school ka teacher-in-charge bhi.

Guddu: Tera to number lag gaya Sam!

Rohit: Aur dekh niche…, wohi pink colour shoe peheni hai.

Abhianshu: Sayad nayi li hogi…!

Sameer: Chup be!...tu aur Rohit Abhi ka case sambhal, aur mein mera case. (Sameer spikes his hair with his hand and tries to put it in order)

Guddu: Ab bal ka kya kasoor!

Sameer: Dekh…ek minute…Oie, tu apna kaan bandh kar! (Abhi closes his ears with hands)… ‘jab ek sher sherni ko impress karta hai, to woh apna bal se usko ko jit leta hai…,’ Yehi sher ka khasiyat hai.

Guddu: To tu sochta hai ki, tu ek sher hai!

Sameer: Ha I mean…come on man…

Everyone is silent for a couple of second. Suddenly, Guddu and Rohit burst into laugh.

Sameer: God…! Chal oie bura maat sunne wala bandar, khol apna kaan. (And he leaves for the girl while the three march to the block)

Sameer trod forward towards her and mutters ditherly.

Sameer: Hii! (Smiling)

The girl frowns in puzzle.

Sameer: Hey, hey, hey…wait, wait…aiesi shakal maat banao. Mera tariff, Sameer…Sameer Malhotra! (Forward hands to shake)

The girl shakes hands with him.

The girl: Tumhe kahi dekha hai, bas yaad nehi ah rahi hai. Kher, tum yaha!

Sameer: Nehi woh…woh mera bhai ko chorne aya tha…you know him, Abhianshu from batch Seven.

The girl: Oh yes, to tum Abhianshu ke bhai ho…he is a good student, par yeh semester mein bhi second aye.

Sameer: He is a complete game buff!...Actually, mein bhi kam nehi!...Chaliye canteen jake baat karte hai.

The girl: Mr. Sameer. For your kind information, yeh school hai and I am a teacher. Aur yeh public place nehi hai..!

Sameer: (Slowly) Oh…, to agar public place hote, to mere saath chalte?

The girl: No, I mean… (Puzzled).. mujhe class ke liye deri ho rehi hai, I shall leave now.

Sameer: Okay, mein apke liye wait karunga…woh per ke niche. Bye….waise apki naam?

The girl glancing at his mystery full of eyes...

The girl: Paromita.

And she leaves the spot. Sameer heads to the shade. As Paromita keep her foot on the building premise, she turns back to look at him and then, disappear inside. Time passes on. Sameer is sitting on the bench under the shade, doing nothing but waiting for her. After a long hour, she appears on the empty campus. Sameer seems to feel drowsy and yawns, but as he catches her sight, Sameer stands erect on his feet, give a smile and wave his hand. Paromita too, gives a beam smile and head to the second block with books.

Sameer: Oh…shit, shit man! (Murmurs)

Sameer continues and resumes his wait boringly. From the other side, Paromita from the building top can see him through the open window. Each time, her attention is driven away from the opened book in her hand and her eyes shift to poor waiter in the down. Abhianshu completes his task and walks to her for the check.

Abhianshu: Ma’am, it’s over.

Paromita: (Nervous) Wait!...you wait over there. I am coming.

After some couple of minutes, the bell rings. Paromita appears and comes under the shade. Sameer’s eyes are closed and snoring. Paromita smiles.

Paromita: (Calls politely) Sameer.

Sameer: Chup saale, sone de chaen se.

Paromita: (Chocked and feared) Sameer.

Sameer  jumps hearing the call and greet her with a smile.

Sameer: Oh…Paro..woh mein aise hi…

Paromita: Paromita!

Sameer: Oh, yes,…paromita, right. So, apki classes khatam.

Paromita: Yeh aap, aap kya laga rakhe ho…!

Sameer: Okay… (Saying slowly)…so, tumhari class khatam, Paro…O’ I mean, Paromita?

Paromita: (Smiling) Ha, ajke liye itna hi.

Sameer: Thank God! To chale canteen pe…?

Paromita: Nehi, not canteen, kahi aur chalte hai!

Paromita: As you wish!

As Sameer follows her, he turns back his head and yawns at her back, and continues.

SOMEWHERE IN THE PARK STREET:

It is a beautiful place. The weather now turns to be cloudy and wind blows. Both the figure walks by the green serene, gossiping and finally takes a seat on the bench.

Sameer: So, tum apna dad ko miss karti ho.

Paromita: Yes, I miss him. Sayad dad bhi mujhe bahut miss karte honge. Jabse yaha aayi hun, aur scope hi nehi mila wapas jane ke liye. Pehele Higher studies, aur aab job.

Sameer: Aur mom?

Paromita: Woh nehi rehe ab!

Sameer: (slowly) shit man… (Consoling) I am really sorry…agar malum hota to mein nehi puchta.

Paromita: (smiling) It okay, Sameer…!

Sameer: Waise Paromita…mere man ko kitna samajte ho tum…ek ajib connection hai hamare bich!

Paromita: (Smiling politely) Aur woh kyun Mr. Sameer?

Sameer: Yeh pink colour shoe apko bahut suit kar rehi hai.

Paromita: Thank you…neyi li hai…,wait….oh-my-God…

Sameer: Ab yaad aai..!

Paromita covers her wide mouth with hands in an amaze. Sameer laughs. Paromita laughingly beat him with her books. Soon it rains. Sameer runs in joy and she chases him flattered. Both disappear among the crowd jocundfully in the rain.

NIGHT: SAMEER’S HOME:

Abhianshu is sitting by a big glass window and glancing at the glittering rain ceaselessly. Rohit comes in with a glass of water.

Rohit: Hey Abhianshu, wass up!

Abhianshu: Oh, Rohit bhaia!

Rohit: Kisko dekh rehe ho..?
He moves to a table and gulp his medicine.

Abhianshu: Nehi aeise hi!

Keeping the glass, Rohit moves to Abhianshu and sit beside him.

Rohit: Bolo kya baat hai?...Tum daar rehe ho, ki unn seniors tumhare upar ab revenge lega…!

Abhianshu: Nehi ab mein nehi darta. Tum logo ko dekke, mujhe aaj hosla mila hai. Agli bar tang kia to thikse sabak sikhaunga.

Rohit: Agli bar sawal hi nehi utta…Guddu jo tere saath hai! Chal ab, game khelte hai. (He stand to go)

Abhianshu: (Slowly) Nehi Rohit bhaia, abhi mood nehi hai…!

Rohit: Ab kya hua!

Abhianshu: Rohit bhaia, iss bar bhi mein second aya aur woh ladki first ayi. Phir se mummi gali denge. Competition! Competition! Ooff!

Rohit: Kaun ladki…wohi joh aaj mila tha school pe?

Abhianshu: Ha!

Meanwhile, his mother comes in shouting with marksheet in her hand.

Mother: Abhianshu, yeh kya laga rakha hai bar bar. Every semester pe second, second aur Sarah hamesha first ati hai. Phir tune India ka naam mitti me milaya.

Abhianshu: (Slowly, protesting) Mummi, yeh aap bar bar kya laga rakhi hai, competition; competition.

Rohit: (Hummingly) Hey Abhi, be cool.

Mother: Dekh, Abhi behes maat kar.

Abhianshu: Mujhse first nehi hota! Maine bahut try kiya, woh hamesha aage nikal jati hai…waise bhi, woh ladki hai, and girls deserve first preference.

His mother unable to control her temper, catch hold of a broom-stick lying near her and approaches him.

Mother: (Shouting) Tu kya sochta hai, ladki kamjor hoti hai…!? Besharam!

Rohit persuades her.

Rohit: Choriye na aunty. Mein samjhata hun Abhi ko, aap jaiye.

Rohit succeed to let aunty calm and make her way out of the room.

Mother: Yeh aane wale semester pe agar tu second aya naa, to mujhse bura koi nehi hoga. Abhianshu: Dekha Rohit bhaia, kaise mummi tarafdari kar rehe the…nation-based!

Rohit: Aunty tumhare bhalai chahate hai, Abhi…taki tum ek acha career banao, achi naukri mile aur ek achi Aussie ladki bhi…

Abhianshu smiles and silently turns his head again to the glittering rainfall.

Rohit: (After a short pause, slowly) Jo bhi kaho, you are grown up, man…tum iss duniya ko samaj rehe ho…Abhi, tum ek kaam karo.

Abhianshu: Kya…

Meanwhile, Guddu is seen sitting on the Caspian Bar, drinking beer and bowing his head down. His phone kept near his hand, buzzes. Due to hangover, he is unable to hear the call.

A Waiter: Sir, your phone is ringing!

Guddu: Ha…?

A Waiter: Your phone.

Guddu: Oh…, ha…yeah, thanks man.

Guddu receives.

Guddu: Hello!

The other line: Hello, Guddu beta, mein Rohit ki tai bol rahi hun.

Guddu: Oh haa, tai ji, Namaste.

Tai: Namaste beta, Rohit aab thik hai naa…

Guddu: Haa, tai, Rohit ekdam changa hai…aap chinta maat kijiye

Tai: (Suddenly she begins to weep)…beta, yeh Rohit ko kya ho gaya…(in broken tune, crying)…woh to bechara ekdam bhola hai aur hamesha dushro ka bhalai chaha hai…

Guddu: (Carries aback) Tai ji aap…aap, roie maat…please.

From the other line, tau comes and let tai go, and himself holds the phone.

Tau: Haa, Guddu…!

Guddu: Ha tau ji, Namaste!

Tau: Namaste beta… Kya kahu, tai khabar soonne ke baad ekdam tutt pare…kher soon, koi Simran naam ki ladki India se hamare yah phone ki thi…Rohit ko maang rahi thi, so, tu yeh baat usse bata dena please.

Guddu remains nowhere hearing the news. He appear damn aghst with surprise and taken aback. Some of the flashback appears to flash in his mind, where he sees himself quarrelling with Rohit…

Tau: Beta, tu soon raha hai naa.

Guddu: (Becoming conscious) Ha…ha, ha tau ji, soon raha hun, mein…mein kehe dunga usse.

Tau: Thik hai, chal rakh. Apna khayal rakhna.

Tensed Guddu hangs off the phone; get up hurriedly and leaves the spot .

SAMEER’S HOUSE:

Sameer rush inside Abhianshu’s room spiritfully and happily. But on seeing Abhianshu, he controls himself and pretends to happen nothing. Abhianshu and Rohit are talking.

Sameer: Rohit, tujhse ek baat hai…jara terrace pe ana…!

Rohit: Kya baat hai…!

Sameer: Aah to sahi…phir batata hun!

Sameer is followed by Rohit in the terrace.

TERRACE:

Sameer: (With full of estacy)…God, you won’t believe it man…

Rohit: Kyun, kya hua…!

Sameer:  (Excalims with joy) Aare yaar…woh ladki mujhse shaadi karne ke liye raaji ho gayi…!

Rohit: (Exclaims) Sach!

Sameer: Mooch!

Rohit and Sameer hug each other.

Rohit: Sale, tu to chuparustam nikla yaar, ek hi din me sab kuch.

Sameer: Ankher yeh sher ka baal jo itna stylish hai. (Both Laughs)… maine uski ghar bhi gayi aur uski uncle se baat hui. Woh bhi manjur hog gaye.

Rohit: Mujhe abbhi yakin nehi ho raha hai. Are you just kidding?

Sameer: No man, I am adulting!...Bas, problem yeh hai, ki woh chahti hai, shaadi ke baad hum India bas jaye. Wohi pe woh apni future bitani chahti hai.

Rohit: To isme problem kya hai yaar, aaja India…tu aane se Guddu bhi aa jaenge, aur hum tino hameshe touch mein rehenge.

Sameer: Tu jaa raha hai wapas…?

Rohit: I mean, ek din naa ek din to jana hi parenga…!

Sameer: Aur tera problem bhi bataye bina…!

Rohit: Soon, woh kya hai ki…

At that moment, Guddu arrives on the spot. His face is red and irritated; and watching at Rohit with scornfull eyes.

Sameer: Hey Guddu, woh ladki raaji ho gayi mujhse shaddi karne ke liye.

Guddu: (Shouts in anger) Bhar me jai tera shaadi.

Sameer: Kya!

Rohit: Hey Guddu, aab tujhe kya hua…?

Guddu: Tu kya soch rakha hai, mujhe kabi nehi pata chalega ki tu Australia kyun aaya…mujhe to ussi din pata chal gaya tha jab hum Melbourne mein the.

Sameer: Hey, hey Guddu…kyu itna gussa ho raha hai…aur kya bak bak kar raha hai!

Guddu: Dekh Sameer, tu bich mein mat bar, yeh hamare apas ka mamla hai…(approaching Rohit) kyun, Rohit, Simran se patch up karane aya…aur tujhe kya lagta hai, ki mein asani se bhul jaunga hamare bite kal…

Rohit: Mujhe itna to khusi hai ki tune itna aage bhi nehi nikla, ki woh baate bhul jayga, aur…Simran ko bhi…!

Guddu: (Shouts) Hell is Simran…BEEP, BEEP…woh tujhse pyaar karta hai, sirf tujhse aur tu usse!

Rohit: (Shouts) Goddamn Guddu, woh just ek misunderstanding tha…hum pehle bhi lar chuke hai yeh baat ko leke, isse aage mat barha aab. Maine Dolly ko pane ke liye usse just propose diya tha…aur yehi karibi ko dekhke, Dolly mujhse pyaar karne lagi…Simran is just a good friend Guddu…lekin mujhe yehi apsos hai ki, main aek galad kadam uthaya Dolly ko pane ke liye, aur shayad issi waje se, jab usse pata chala yeh baat, woh mere life se chali gayi…mujhe khus to tha ki maine usse jit liya, lekin aage kya hoga yeh mujhe dikhai nehi diya. Simran aaj bhi tere liye wait kar rahi hai, Guddu…aaj bhi tera yaad karti hai…She is the best.

Guddu: (Shouts) Aur uuski khatir tu Australia tak pahuch gaya…!

Rohit: (Shouts) Aab issme kya problem hai…! Mere Liye, tum dono ko juda hona para. Issilie mein yahape aya hun, taki tu phir se usske saath ek ho jaye…ek dosti ki khatir!

Guddu: Dosti ki khatir…? Jab Dolly tere paas aya, tab dosti kaha gaya, Haa!! Mere relation kharab karke, tu… 

Rohit: Relation kharab tere soch ke waje se hua, Guddu.  Simran kabhi nehi chahti thi aisa ho! Dekh, mein manta hun ki, mujhse bhi Galati hui, aur iske natija mujhe mil chuki hai. Mujhe sikhne ko milli hai tum dono se, You are damn good lover Guddu! (Slowly) Ab, bhulja unn baato ko… that was just a misunderstanding. Mere galti ka fal tu mat le… Yeh sharab bhi tere pyaar ko mita nehi sakta…tujhe mere khatir phirse Abhay banna hai.

Sameer: Aab chor bhi yaar… jo ho gaya so ho gaya…!

Guddu: Dekh Rohit, tu wapas India chala ja… hamare dosti bhi khatam aur, mein aab sab kuch bhulake aage barna chahta hun. Hell is the past, hell is Simran! Tera yaha aana bekar hua!

Rohit: Aur uski kya…woh aaj bhi tere liye rukha hua hai…aaj bhi woh tujhse pyaar karti hai aur tera saath sapna dekhti hai.

Guddu: (Boldly approaches him and roars) Woh tera problem nehi hai…tu apna soch, tu mar raha hai…! Tere pass waqt kam hai…! Jitna din hai, yeh sab lafra chor ke apna tarike se jile!

Sameer: (Astouned) Dekh Guddu, now it is out of limit, yeh kya bolte ja raha hai tu…

Guddu: (Screams) He is dying Sameer. Isse lungs cancer hai aur iske pass waqt ka kami hai…ja raha hai yeh upar!…iska last stage chal raha hai.

Sameer rush to Rohit.

Sameer: (Slowly) Hey, hey calm down okay.

Tears roll through Rohit’s eyes and he stands statue as the information comes to him as bolt from the blue.

Sameer: Hey, hey look at me, meri taraf dekh, Rohit…tujhe kuch nehi hone wala okay…Guddu majak kar raha hai… shayad jyada pila liya hoga… (shouts) Guddu isse samjha na…!!

Guddu: Yehi sach hai!

At the moment, Sameer’s mom, dad and Abhianshu come on the spot.

Everywhere develop silence and the night passes by in muteness and shock.

SONG!!

Rohit is seen pale inside the city bus, taking a seat in a corner near the window heading back to Sydney. He cannot believe the words of Guddu. Everything in the world seems gloomy and distressful. On the other side, Guddu in his room is seen sitting on the corner of the glass window depressed with tears in his eyes and with his company, a peg og wine. Sameer is in his room, lying in his bed unhappy. Abhianshu on his table, is busy with some card. Sameer catch his sight.

Sameer: Kya kar raha hai tu…?

Abhianshu: Kal Friendship Day hai, aur mein Sarah ke liye apni hato se friendship card bana raha hu. (Saying this, Abhianshu get lost back to his job)

Sameer: (Mutters) Kaam nehi hai aur!!

As bus moves on, the cool breeze cut through Rohit’s face and make his hair flow. He become nostalgic and thinks of when he leave Sameer’s house. The scene flashes in his mind.

FLASHBACK:

Sameer: Hey Rohit, aaj raat rukh ja yaar, mere khatir, please! Kal mein tujhe ghar tak drop karta hun.

Rohit: Nehi yaar, bahot ho gaya, ab aur rukh nehi sakta. Bas mera subh kamna tera aur paromita ka saath hai…aur Guddu, jate waqt ek baat kehe jata hun…tune mera sach ko to maan liya, lekin isme koi faida nehi, kyunki sach yehi hai ki mein kuchi din baad yeh duniya se jah raha hun. Tera problem yehi hai ki, tu sachai se hamesha dur bhagta hai. Aur jis din, tu apna sach ko biswass karlega, tab tak baji kahi aur palat jayga, aur hamesha ke liye tu pastaiga yeh keheke ki, ‘kaas ek baar mai Rohit ko yakin karta.’

Meanwhile, Abhianshu comes forward.

Abhianshu: (In low tune, trying to stop him from going) Rohit bhaia, chalo naa game khelte hai…aaj mera fastest car aap hi le  lijiye.

Rohit: (Smiling at him) Nehi dude, mera time khatam…fastest car tumhi rakh lo, taki tum bahut aage ja sako. (in low note)...Take care…

Aunty: (Shedding tears) Beta, Guddu ki bato ko bura mat manna…

Rohit: Nehi, aunty Guddu ko to mein bachpan se janta hu…kher, Sameer ki shaadi jaldh se jaldh kara dijie ga. 

Then he moves to uncle and takes his blessings.

Uncle: Khus raho beta. Bhagawan tera…bhala, kare!

Rohit: (A pint of silence after) And believe me dosto, mein yeh chote pal, jo tum logo ke saath bitaye hai, akhri dam tak yaad rakhunga…ho sake to bhoot hone ka baad bhi. (He laughs, but no one shares)…Bye! (in low tune)

This misty longing scene makes Rohit trouble in the bus and rubs his tears.

NEXT MORNING: SYDNEY

Rohit takes leave from his house with bags and baggages. His aunt cries. Uncle too, opening his spectacle, rubs his tears. Rohit, taking the blessing of his dear relative follows airport to India. On the other side, Abhianshu is seen in the school, offering Sarah a white rose and a friendship card with smile and affection made by him. She too, gives a warm smile to him and sits with him on the study table. Both turns into mutual friends. There on the terrace of Sameer’s house, Guddu standing by the balcony, is mourning the part. Sameer comes and pat him at his back. Guddu rub his tears and hugs him. And from the airport, Rohit finally fly away back to the tiger land…

FOUR MONTH LATER: SCHOOL AUDITORIUM:

It is the day of annual function. The auditorium is swarming with people, the parents, guardian and children. Everywhere seems hustle and bustle and people are having their respective seats. The stage is decorated and respective teachers and other members sitting in a row. At their back, is hanged a large artwork, where it is written, Annual Cultural and Social Function; South Wales School. The Malhotra family are also present there, including Guddu. After some couple of round of clock arrows, finally the time has come to announce the terminal result. Miss Paromita appears on the table and takes her seat among the row to discuss with other teachers and the head, about the result and held it out. After sometime, Paromita hosts the microphone. Seeing this, Sameer’s mother pinch at Sameer’s hand playfully with a smile.

Sameer: Oouch!! Kya mom! (Slowly)

Paromita: O my God! (Everyone is enchanted) First of all, a warm good morning to everyone. Students, hold the breathe. There is a reason why I exclaimed, O my God. This terminal exam… proved to be very distinctive and the result in my hand is also, very unique…

Sitting among the audience, Sameer’s mother mutters slowly to her worried son.

Mother: Dekh, Abhi, isbar bhi agar tu second aya, tera saab game, paly station dustbin pe.

Abhianshu is more frighten.

Paromita: …it is rightly said that, after a series of failure, the victory that follows thereafter, remains the most magnificient victory. And this is being highlighted this time in the result. Now, wasting no time, I read the result. Guess who is in the top…? Come on students!

The students cheer up with name- Sarah! Sarah! Sarah!

Paromita: Students, this time the first place goes to… (a sec pause after) two pupils…Sarah and Abhianshu… (The hall marks with silence, shock and buzzing noise)…but, but, but, but…as One has to get the place according to criteria, so after our small discussion, it has been considered that, keeping in view the academic assesment as…well as the character and the conduct, the top place goes to,….(cheers up aloud) Abhianshu!

The hall is filled with applause and cheering. Sarah runs to Abhianshu and congratulate him cordially. But Abhianshu’s ears still cannot believe the result. He stands dumb and amazed. Everyone comes to him and comments him positively. Sameer’s mother and father raises up and goes forward towards teachers for the celebration and handshakes. Both Sameer and Guddu are sitting still on the chair glancing at the expressions of the hall.

Sameer: (in low tune) Guddu, ek baat kahu tujhe…?

Guddu: (Slowly) Bol…?

Sameer: Yeh saab Rohit ke waje se hua hai!

Guddu is taken aback and sees straight at Sameer’s face in utter disbelief.

Abhianshu and his mother and father leave the hall.

Abhianshu: (Requesting) Mummi, mujhe aur ek game C.D chahiye…!

Mother: Thik hae baba, aaj shaam ko chalenge market pe.

Meanwhile, Sarah comes out running and calls Abhianshu.

Sarah: Abhianshu!

Abhianshu: (Turning back with smile and comes near her) Yes, Sarah!

Sarah: (Giving him a white rose) This is for you!

Abhianshu: Thank you, my dear friend.

Both smiles and parts.

NIGHT: SAMEER’S HOUSE:

Guddu is in his room, lying silently on the sofa with his hand on his folded on his forehead. Aside the sofa, two luggages are packed. Sameer comes in and sit by his side quitely.

Sameer: Kya soch raha hai Guddu…?

Guddu responses nothing.

Sameer: (After a short pause) Phikar mat kar yaar, kal to ja hi raha hai India, ussebhi mil lena…

At the moment, Sameer’s mother comes to the door step. She seems busy and out of breathe.

Mother: Sameer, tera luggage packing ho gaya…?

Sameer: Haa, mummi, saab packing kar liya.

Mother: Aur Guddu!

Sameer: Haa, iska bhi ho gaya.

Mother: Thike hai, aab dinner karke so ja, subhe jalde utna hai. (And she leaves)

Sameer: Dekh Guddu, itna tension mat le yaar…sab thik ho jayga…tu soon raha hai naa!... (a sec of pause later)…okay, tu abhi aaram kar, kal subhe milte hun, bye.

Sameer goes away. After a couple of second, Guddu slowly get up, switch off the lights and lay down on the sofa in the darkness.

NEXTMORNING:

All the family members are in their seats inside the flight including Paromita and her relative members from Australia. The companions also include Rohit’s Uncle and Aunty. Sameer and Guddu are sitting together. Guddu is looking through the window pane motionlessly. The plane runs. Paromita happens to cross Sameer and looking at him, she gives a pleasant smile. Sameer too, returns a smile. Then, he turns to Guddu and after a short pause, he unlock his lips.

Sameer: Guddu…?

Guddu: Hmmm…(getting conscious and turns at him)…?

Sameer: (Slowly) Tu mere shaadi se naraj to nehi hai naa…?

Guddu: (frowns with confusion, exclaims) Sale, mere yaar ka shaadi hai…mein kyun naraj rahu! Aur isbar agar mein tujhe shaadi ka mandap pe dance nehi karwaya, mein bhi apna naam Guddu se Abhay… (he stops suddenly and continues)…Chal aab, seat belt banle!

Sameer: Kaas, Rohit bhi aah jaye…phir se hum tino ek saath itna din baad, wow!

Guddu turns his head, back to window pane with same worn-out gesture, and the flight take off to India.

INDIA: NEXT DAY:

After a day long flight, the family member arrive India. They come out of the checking in the airport, and finally meet the well wishers waiting for them. The gathering includes, Paromita’s parents and other relatives and guardian and the parent of Guddu. Guddu moves forward and greets them.

Guddu: Mom! ….Dad! (Take blessing and hugs)

Sameer comes forward and takes their blessing.

Guddu’s mother: Kitna dubla ho gaya hai tu…

Guddu’s father: Facebook mein to bilkul hi alag dikhta hai!

Everyone then, greets each other and leaves the place.

GUDDU’S APARTMENT:

Abhay is sitting on the terrace with a cup of coffee, when his mother comes.

Mother: Beta, itna udas kyun hai…sab thik to hai naa?

Guddu: Nehi, mom sab thik hai…! Bas yuhi…!

Mother: Tune yeh nehi bataya ki tune apna naam bhi change kar liya Australia jake…and Simran se pyaar karne laga!

Gudda: (Shock) Aapko kisne bataya…?

Mother: (Slowly) Beta, ek baat kehena hai tujhse…, (heaving a sigh) Rohit ab nehi raha!

Everything goes silent for a while. Guddu’s ears buzz and stand statue, watching at her mother’s face. Tears roll down.

Mother: (in low tune) Yeh raha uska aakhri khat…mahina pehele, hospital me woh mere haath me yeh khat deke, apna dam tora. (Handing over the letter to him)

Guddu holds on the letter with his shivering hand and unfolds.

‘Mujhe pata tha tu jarur aayega, mere liye nehi sahi, par Simran ke liye. Mera chinta ab mat kar, apna soch. Apna problem solve kar. Simran bahut chahti hai tujhe Guddu…ek bar mere khatir mil lena… mera pyaar to nehi mila, par mere liye, tera pyaar mat chodna…tera pyaar hi sacha pyaar hai. Yeh zindagi tera saath jiya hai,…aur agar ho sake, agli janam mein  bhi tera saath hi jiyunga, par agar tujhe aetraj nah ho to. Bas mera yehi tujhse guzarish rehega ki, tera life ko ek naya mulakat, nayi suruwat de… aur hamare Devdas ko bolna, apne chote chote bache ko hamare dosti ki kahani sunane…bas, ab yeh pen rakhraha hun, samai jitna bhi bhage, bas hamare dosti ke lamhe ko taaja rakhna…Tera Dost.’

Guddu folds the paper with tears and hugs his mother for a while crying bitterly. His mother too, shed tears. Then, he rubs his tears, keep the letter at his back pocket and moves away.

Mother: Kaha jaraha hai beta…?

Guddu: (He turns back and says sadly) Rohit ke ghar…!

ROHIT’S APARTMENT:

Guddu enters his apartment no. 20. All the stuffs are covered in white clothes. Guddu slowly marches on, glancing at everything with tears. Everywhere the room is filled with gloomy existence without Rohit. On the table, he finds a photo album stand of Rohit and himself. He sits down on the sofa and taking the album, he weeps bitterly. After a long time, Guddu controls himself, heave a sigh and rings Sameer.

On the line: Hello!

Guddu can hear on the line, the huge noises of the people and the music of Shehnai.

Guddu: (Cut-throated voice, in lows tune) Kya kar raha hai…?

Sameer: Hello, Guddu…dekhna, aatehi mujhe haldi laga ke gora kar diya…itna baas marta hai. Aisa lag raha ki, mujhe jaundice ho gaya ho… mauka hi nehi mil raha hai ghar se bhagne ke liye…!

Guddu weeps!

Sameer: Hey, hey…Guddu kya baat hai, ro kyun raha hai. Mein thorei ja raha hun, Paro mere ghar aah rahi hai…

Guddu: (controlling himself, cut-throat voice)…mein Rohit… ke ghar.. par hun.

Sameer: (Exclaims) Kya…?

Sometime later, Sameer arrives to Guddu in Rohit’s place. Guddu is watching the city from large glass pane in despair.

Sameer: Guddu! (He turns back, rubbing his slight tears) He has a glace of the room.

Guddu: Aah gaya...(moving to sofa, rubbing his eyes)

Sameer: (in little tears) Yeh saab kya, kaise…

Guddu: Tujhe to maalum hi tha.

Both seats in the sofa quietly!

Guddu: (After a short pause, heaving a sigh) Jante hai Sameer, mai aapne aapko kabhi maaf nehi kar paunga. Sale, jitna bhi ganga paani me nahau, mai sudh nehi hone wala, aur mein hona bhi nehi chahta. I am just, done!

Sameer: (in low tone) Aisa maat bol Guddu.

Guddu: Sameer yaar, please aajse mujhe Abhay pukar…yeh Guddu khatam…Saab meri waje se hua hai…Sameer, sab meri waje se..! (Shedding tears)

Sameer: Kya bolte jaraha hai khamkha…usko bimar tha, aur yeh bimar ko koi nehi rokh sakta. (Getting up and moving around Rohit’s house slowly glancing every corner)…Dekh dost, jo ho gaya so ho gaya, ab hume eek nayi suruwat ki jarurat hai...aur hamare Rohit bhi yehi chahte the, ki hum khus rahe…tujhe aisi halat pe dekh ke Rohit kya, mujhe bhi chaen ki nind nehi aayega. Tunei to hume ek gana sunaya karta tha, ki zindagi ek mor par nehi rukhti, bas chalte jana hai.

Guddu: Mein Australia wapas ja raha hun…ek, dushre paying guest ka wandabast kar liya hai…tu shaadi karke ho sake to aekbar aah jana.

Sameer: (Shouts) Kya. Kya baat kar raha hai tu…tere bina, aur shaadi. No way! Nehi chahiye mujhe Paromita. Ek ladki  ke liye mein dost nehi kho saakta…dekh, agar tu gaya, mein seriously kehe raha hun…

Guddu: (Shouts in anger, approach him) …to kya hoga seriously, kya hoga, jyada se jyada hum dono alag ho jayenge. Tu to apna biwi ke saath rehega. Tera kya problem hai… yeh mera life hai, marunga to mein, jiyunga to mein…tu iss mein dakhal maat de…apna dost ki bhao ko limit me rakhna sikh. Aur tera ghar mein, mai dost ki khatir roti nehi khaya hai, paisa ka roti khaya hai!

Sameer: (Astouned) Yeh, kya ho gaya tere ko haa…kya bak bak karte ja raha hai!

Guddu: Hey, hey…listen, jyada bhao mat kha, chal futle yaha se…aur Rohit mera bachpan se dost hai, usse mein bhulake tera shaadi enjoy karu, yeh bhul jaa.

Sameer is bursting in anger and tears roll down his eyes. Hearing all this after, he rush toward his way out. Before he goes out, from the door step he speaks…

Sameer: Ek baat sun Guddu, Rohit mera bhi dost, aur mein uska bahut fakre karta hun…aaj bhi. Tu dosti tor raha joh Rohit kabhi nehi chahte the…tujhe agar Rohit ka itnahi fikar hai, to Simran ko ek dubara mauka de. Tabhi tu apne apko praischit kar payega. Aur ussi din tu Abhay kehe layga, par tab tak sirf Guddu. Yeh mein Rohit ke badle kehe raha hun. Bye!

Leaving these words to buzz in Guddu’s ears, Sameer leave the apartment in utter distressfull. Sameer’s last couple of words strikes Guddu. He broods and broods, over and over again, sometimes glancing at Rohit’s portrait, sometime lighting a cigarette and other time walking back and forth in the room and watch the city from the glass pane. After some while, suddenly he leaves the apartment. He walks by the humming street among the crowd but lost in his mind. A mile walking later, he carries a bus. Taking a seat aside the window and running on, he carries deep zeal of terror within his soul. As the conductor comes-

Conductor: Sahab, kaha jana hai..!

Guddu doesn’t hear.

Conductor: Sahab ji!

Guddu become conscious.

Guddu: Oh haa!

Conductor: Kaha jana hai…!

Guddu thinks for a while, and replies.

Guddu: (In low tone) Ummm... (He looks around outside the window)…umm, yehi rukha dijiye.

Conductor: (Confused) Pachas! (Guddu gives him the fare and the conductor halts the bus) 

Sun falls. It is orange complexion in the sky. Guddu gets down the bus and take a deep breathe of the air coming from the nearby sea. It is Vile Parle. The wave rise and submerge again and continues. The sound of waves thrills the heart of the visitors. The lovers sit by the beach and enjoy the scene and their romance. Guddu is enchanted by the beautiful scene and runs off for the beach. He enjoys the sand dunes and Arabian water with his own feet; his heart throbs by the splendid creation of the eye-catching sea sight of Mumbai.

It is dark now, but the beautiful lights illuminate the beach. Wind is blowing roughly. Guddu is sitting by the beach silentlyon the sand dunes, enjoying the wind, only when his phone rings. It is ‘mummi’ calling. Guddu receives.

Guddu: Haa mummi, boliye.

Mother: (Exclaims) Beta, kaha hai tu…tera dady itna pareshan hai tere liye…aur yeh samandar ka shor kaha se aah rahi hai.

Guddu: (happily mutters in low tone) Mummi, aaj mein bahut khus hun…you know mummi, mein ne socha nehi tha ki India aah ke itna khus ho paunga…specially, Rohit gujarne ke baad (in low note)…mummi, humme itna bhi aage nikalna nehi chahiye ki hum aapne aapko bhul jaye, hai naa maa…

Mother: (happily) Aakher, tera janam aur adha parvarish to bharat mein hi hua naa…

Guddu: Mummi, hum aamir log alishan flat pe rehene wale, alishan school mein parne wale kabhi yeh nehi sochte ki ghar ke charon wall ke bahar bhi ek duniya hai, ki, school se bahar bhi hume shiksha mil sakte hai…yeh bhaag daur life se aage humme kuch nehi dikhta…kyun mummi?

Mother: Wah beta, samandar ka ek hi hawah tumhe badal diya…jo tum Australia jake bhi badal nehi paye…beta, yehi to 21^st century ki sach hai…aadmi apne aap se bhaag raha hai…hamare life aab ek school ke syllabus jaise ho gaye hai…ek syllabus ke aage kya hai, yeh sochne ke bawajud hum wohi syllabus mein saalo saal dube rehete hai aur dekhte dekhte dass saal bit jaate hai…chal chor, aab tu ghar aah jaa…kal subah Sameer ka shaadi hai, uska ghar bhi to jana hai.

Guddu: Nehi mummi, abhi nehi, mein thora baad mein aata hu..baas, ek kaam adhura rehe gaya hai…aaj mujhe yeh beheti hui samandar ne mujhe saath diya hai, agar aaj naa karu to kya pata kal kaun mera saath de.

Mother: Aab kya kaam ka baat kar raha hai tu?

Guddu: Mummi, aaj subah koi mujhe aek sabak sikahya, ki, galati to sabse hote hai…par agar hum woh galati ko aek bar pehechan le, to woh Galati aur galati nehi reheta; agar mujhe Guddu se Abhay banna hai to mujhe pehle sach ko manna hoga…aur sach to yeh hai ki, yeh samandar ne mujhe phir se pyaar karna sikhaya…mujhe jina sikhaya, aek nayi rah dikhaya, shayad yeh Rohit kaa hi jaadu hai…(Seeing the sky)!

Mother: O to tu Simran se milne jah raha hai…

Guddu: Haa mummi, aab Simran hi ek hai jo mujhe aage le ja sakti hai…aagar mera deri ho to, aap log chale jaiye, mein akele aah jaunga…

Mother: Aab tu akela nehi aayega, Simran bhi tere saath aayegi…baas jaldi aah jana, take care.

Guddu: You too, mummi… (And he hangs off)

Guddu stand on his feet, and looking at the sea, he exclaims- Thanks Rohit…, and he leaves the spot.

MANIKPUR: SIMRAN’S MANSION:

Manikpur is some miles far away from the heartland of Mumbai city. It is an area of wealthy consumers. Guddu arrives at Simran’s mansion’s gate heaving a sigh. The mansion glitters in his eye-ball. Long years after, he stands before his love’s house. More certainly, he sees that it is the same watchman wearing a spectacle now, glimming at him with his poor eyes. 

Watchman: Sahab, kisko chahiye…?

Guddu: (Smiling) Pehechana nehi…? ‘Jiye to kya jiye agar daru pocket mein naa hoeng, mare to kya mare, agar apna pyaar tarapte hue naa roeng…!’ Abhi bhi nehi pehechana…?

Watchman shudders hearing his dialogue and exclaims with joy.

Watchman: Oie Abhay sahab, Abhay, tu!!...

From the balcony on the top of the mansion, Simran comes out. Suddenly, she is caught by the sight of the two figures hugging and laughing at each other on the gate outside. She runs down.

Guddu: Ha…ha…ha! Paramveer! Tu aaj bhi naukri pe hai…Sale, mein socha tha, daru ke chakkar pe tera naukri bhi gaya hoga.

Param: Aab kya batau Abhay, yeh Simran mem Sahab hamesha mujhe bacha leti hai…tu jaane ke baad, simran ji ekdam akela par gayi hai…aur tu jaane ke baad jab bhi, bare Sahab mujhe daaru ke liye nikal deta hai, Simran mujhe phir se apni naukri pe bula leti hai, yeh kehe ke ki, mujhe gate pe dekh ke, Abhay ka bahut yaad aati hai…!

Guddu is taken aback and he watches the mansion affectionately.

Param: Aur kyun naa ho, Abhay sahab…kitna masti karte the hum…yaad hai, jab tu gate pe rukha hua karta tha Simran ji ko dekhne ke liye, aur mein tujhe charge karta tha, phir tu mujhe maska maar ke daru pilaya karta tha, aur mein raaji. (Smiling)

Guddu: (Smiling) Haa Param ji, sab yaad hai.

Param: Aur Rohit bhi to kam nehi tha…? Waise, Rohit dikhai nehi de raha…kaha reheta hai woh aaj kal…!

Guddu: Ummm…woh nehi raha aab…!

Param: (Excalims pitiful) Kya…?

Meanwhile, Simran comes in the light, out of the gate. Guddu exclaims within himself, ‘Simran.’ Seeing Guddu, Simran is shock and taken aback, and rush back inside with bitter tears.

Guddu: (Calls) Simran…! …Sorry Param, (Patting his back) tumse baad mein milta hun aur uske baad sab kuch samjhata hun…Simran ko aab bahut kuch samjhana hai…!

Param: Haa, jarur!

Guddu reach the gate to go inside only when he turns back and utters to Param,

Guddu: (Smiling) Watchman Sahab, kya mein under jaa sakta hun Simran se milne…?

Param giggles and says:  (Jokingly) Agar tu aab under nehi ghusse ga, to… charge karunga.

Both shares smile and Guddu enters inside the gate. As Guddu walks to enter the main entrance door, he sees a limousine inside the garage parked along with other cars. His eyes zoom to the trademark of the car fixed in it, i.e. Mercedez Benz. Changing his track, he moves to garage. He feels it with his hands.

Simran: (Rubbing her tears) Yeh Rohit ka hi gari hai…!

Guddu turns back. Simran is standing infront of him and looks straight at his eyes. Seeing her, Guddu’s eyes fills. Guddu rush to her and hug her affectionately.

Guddu: (Heading down and holding her hands) I am sorry Simran.

Simran: Woh just ek misinterpret…

Guddu: (holding her lips) Aab purane baat aur nehi, aab hum thoda aage bar ke, tumhare saath ek nayi zindagi suruwat karna chahta hun. Itna bhi aage nehi. India mera janam sthai tha aur aab maran sthai…

Simran: Aur nehi! Tumhare bina bahut bardass kar liya, aur mat karwao..

Guddu: Aab mein hamesha tumhare karib rahunga…No Australia! Par sarth hai!

Simran: (Serious, in low tone) Kaisi sarth!

Guddu: Woh kya hai ki, aaj bhi mujhe Australia ke ‘beer’ ka sugandh naak mein ata hai…to, kya aap mujhe branded Australian beer khane allow karenge…?

(Both laughs and embrace each other)

Simran: (Affectionately) Mujhe pata tha, tum jarur aao ge Abhay…! Akher Rohit ne jo mujhe wada diya tha. (Guddu smiles and kiss in her forehead)

Guddu: …Maine aaj tumhe paake praischit kiya…Shayad Rohit upar se dekh raha ho…! Thank you man!

Simran: Abhay, mujhe tumhe kuch dikhana hai…mai abhi aayi.

Simran runs inside and comes with a flock of paper in her hand.

Guddu: Yeh sab kya hai!

Simran: Abhay, Rohit jate waqt, mujhe yeh legal papers kuch deke gaya…isme, woh apna har property ko apne Australia ke Uncle aur Aunt ke naam mein soupe hai…(giving him the papers) …aur yeh, Mercedez Sameer ke bhai, Abhianshu ke naam.

Guddu is taken aback.

Simran: Rohit ka do aur akhri icha tha. Pehela yeh… (Showing him a ring), ki, jab tum aaoge, tab yeh ring tum uske taraf se Dolly ko soup dena. Aur dusra, Rohit chahte the ki Sameer apni dulhan ki ghar shaadi karne ke liye uska yeh gari leke jaye.

Guddu: Oh man, shit…shaadi to kal subah hai.

Simran: Kal subah…!

Guddu: Haa, aur uska ghar to yaha se…! Shit!

Simran: Aab kya kare…?

Guddu catch the sight of Rohit’s car and exclaims.

Guddu: Aab Rohit yeh chahta hai to aab Rohit hi hame help kare ga.

Simran runs upstairs and quickly dress up. Her mother shouts.

Mother: (Scolds) Kaha itna raat ko saaj ke jaa raha hai! Bolta kyun nehi!

Simran: Maa, mein kal tak laut aaungi…mai Abhay ke saath ek dost ki shaadi pe ja rahi hun…!

Mother: (Exclaims) Abhay! Woh phir se aah gaya…! Rukh mein abhi tere dad ko phone laga ke keheti hun!

Simran: Maa, Abhay aab pehele jaisa nehi raha! He is matured now. He understands what is life.

Mother: Tu behes maat kar!

Simran: Maa, mujhe der ho rahi hai. (And she hugging her mother, rush downstairs)

Mother: Simran rukh! Rukh Simran mai keheti hu…!

The car beeps on the way to gate.

Guddu: Oie Param, Gate khol oie.

Param: Haa, ji, Abhay!

Param opens the door, and Guddu drives the car out of the gate and halts.

Guddu: Chal baet ja! Rohit hamare saath nehi hai to kya hua, uska gari to hai…aur tujhe mein mera ek naya dost se mulakat karwata hun…woh bhi hamare humshakal hai…! Chal jaldi baet.

Param: (In low tone, fearing) Nehi Abhay, tum jao. Mein duty par hun. Mein nehi jaa sakta.

Simran: Aab aur ‘duty’ choro, jaldi under baet jao, iske pehele ki mummi hame pakar le…

Guddu: Chal aab baet bhi jaa…bahut daru piyenge aek saath.

Param: (His eyes glitters) Sachi…tab to baet jata hun (From the balcony, Simran’s mother shouts)

Mother: Oie, Watchman, un logo ko rokh…(But unfortunately, she curse her own eyes for seeing that the watchman too, get inside the car, and the car gears off.

Mother: (Shouts) Oie!

Param: (Mutters within himself) Maaf kijiye ga Mai,…(Sadly) he bajrang bali, iisbar to mera naukri gaya!

SAMEER’S PLACE: WEST MUMBAI

Sameer’s family member has rented a huge mansion on the west. The mansion is now the marriage house. Many cars are parked outside and people are in manifold outside. Every corners of the house is being decorated and illuminated by the event managers and workers. The main hall is swarming with people in rich colours and arrestive odours. Some are seen gossiping among themselves and merry making, children run here and there playing while others busy in decorating themselves. On the other side, Sameer is seen lying in his bed with downcast mood. Sameer’s mother enters the room.

Mother: Beta, tu abhi tak ready nehi hua…chal der ho raha hai, hume do ghante me rawana hona hai, subah tak pahuchna hai waha…jaldi ready ho jaa!

Sameer: Maa mujhe nehi jana!

Mother: Nehi jana…? Kya bacho ka jaisa behave kar raha hai…!

Sameer: Mujhe bas nehi jana!

Mother comes near him and sit beside him.

Mother: Beta, jidh mat kar…jo hua so ho gaya, Rohit jaha bhi hai khus hai Sam…aur, Guddu kal tak laut aayega…yeh hota hai dosti mein!

Meanwhile, Guddu’s parents enter the room.

Guddu’s mother: Sameer.

Sameer’s mother: Lo, aunty aur uncle bhi aah gaya…! Aab to ready ho jaa!

Sameer: (in disgust mood) Namaste aunty, Namaste uncle!

Guddu’s father: Namaste beta.

Guddu’s mother: Namaste Sameer. Kya hua aab tujhe. Ready kyun nehi ho raha hai!

Sameer’s mother: Dekh naa, itna jidh kar raha hai…keheta hai ki, Guddu jab tak nehi aayega, tab tak ready nehi hoga.

Guddu’s mother: Kya Sameer! Guddu aah rehe hai…uska thoda deri hoga…Simran se jo milne gaya hai…(Smiling)

Sameer: (Cheers up) Sach!

Guddu’s mother: Hah sach! Woh Simran ko leke hi tumhare yaha pahuche ga!

Sameer: (His heart beats fast) Oh man, mai abhi ready hoke aaya. (And he leaves to get ready. All smiles)

Sameer’s mother: (Smiling) Yeh do bhi naa! Ek ke bina kuch nehi!

On the other part, Guddu is driving his car as fast as he can.

Guddu: (Muttering himself; consciously watching the traffic) Chal Rohit, dikhade apna Mercedez ka kamal.

Simran: Sambhal ke Abhay!

After some moment, they are trapped in the long traffic.

Guddu: (Exclaims) Shit! Shit! ...Shit! (Hitting the stairing horn)

Simran: Aab kya…?

Guddu throng his head out of the window and heave a sigh seeing a long line of cars before them.

Guddu: Simran, time kitna hua?

Simran: 12 bajne mein pach minute.

Guddu: Just do or die!

Simran: What!

Guddu: Simran, jab Rohit iss duniya mein tha, maine usske liye kuch nehi kar paya…mai keheta gaya, aur woh sirf sunta gaya...apsos ki aaj jab woh nehi rehe, mujhe uske liye kuch karne ki mauka mil raha hai…bas tumhe mera saath dena hoga!

Simran: Yeh tum kya kehe rehe ho…?

Guddu: You love me Simran…?

Simran: I loved you, love you, and will always love you.

Param: (From the back) Bas bahut ho gaya romance, ab kuch karke bhi dikhao Abhay.

Guddu shift his hand to the gear and Simran place her hand upon his hand.

Guddu: Sorry, guys, it’s an emergency, dosti ki khatir!

And he sharply turns the car and takes a foothpath route and drives through.

Traffic man: (Shouts) Hey, hey, hey…wait you moron, wait…hey!

Simran: (Shouts) Abhay, kya kar rehe ho. Tum traffic rules tor rehe ho.

There, grows chaos within the area…

Guddu: Side please, side please (Blowing the horn)

Parm: a…a…a abhay…dekh ke, dekh ke Abhay…laga, laga!!

Guddu: (Shouts) Param, tu chup bethega, tabhi mein chala paunga…!    

Meanwhile, Guddu’s phone rings.

Guddu: Simran, mera phone!

Simran sees the name.

Simran: Tumhare mummi.

Guddu: Shit!

Simran picks up: Hello!

On the other line: Hello, hello… itna shor kyun hai!...kya ho raha hai waha…aur tum kaun ho!

Simran: Aunty mai Simran…(Guddu snatch the phone)

Guddu: Mummi, mai pahuch hi raha hun…bas thoda der aur wait ki jiye…mein aake saab batata hun…! Sameer ko bolna mai aane ke baad hi jae…okay bye…! (He hangs off and take a sharp U turn and cuts through a small lane, driving fast.)

On the other line: Abhay…abhay!!

Sameer: Aunty kya kaha usne…!

Guddu’s mother: Ussne hum sabko rokhne kaha, jab tak woh naa aaye…

Sameer: (Excalims with joy) Yes! Yeh hui naa baat!

After a long wait, the crowd waiting outside the mansion can see a white limousine coming fast towards them. Everyone’s mouth appears open at this. The car stops before them taking a slow zero turn.

Sameer: (Approaching him joyfully) Hey…Abhay! Kya haal hai tera.

Guddu: Haal sal chor, aab yeh gaari ko jaldi sajane bol, tu yeh gari me jah raha hai dulhan ki ghar.

Sameer: (laughing) Yeh kiska gaari uthake leke aaya tune…aur mere gaari toh ready hai…!

Guddu: (Slowly) Sameer, yeh Rohit ki gaari hai, aur Rohit ka yeh khuwais the ki, tu uska gaari leke jah apni dulhan ki ghar.

Sameer: (Astouned) Yeh Rohit ki gaari…(Touching the car)

Sameer’s parents and Guddu’s parents comes on the spot.

Guddu’s mother: Beta tu thik to hai naa…!

Guddu: Haa maa, thik hun…!

Sameer’s brother comes running and embrace the car.

Abhianshu: (Exclaims) Wow, Mercedez Benz!

Guddu: Yeh Rohit bhaia ki gari hai…tumhe promise kiya tha naa woh, tumhe apne gaari me ghumayga, lo gaari hajir aur, abse yeh tumhara hai.

Abhianshu: Mera!?

Sameer: Kya matlab ‘tumhara hai…’

Guddu: Sab batata hun tujhe jaate waqt…!...aab under chaal, mai tayaar ho jata hun…aur uske pehele, yeh rahi Simran…

Sameer: O Hello. Bahut suna hai tumhare tariff Abhay ke muh se…!

Simran: (Smiles) Jhut!

Sameer: Sach! (Guddu smiles)

Guddu: Aur yeh hai mera purane dost, Paramveer, (Param smiles)…joh daru pine aaya…!( Param’s facial expression change)

Sameer: (Puzzled, exclaims) Daru…?!...yeh to watchman lag rehe hai…!

Guddu: (Bluffing) Chal, chal under chal…!

All of them move inside, and Rohit’s car is being decorated beautifully by the event group.

NEXT MORNING: BRIDE’S MANSION

The entire mansion and the area is filled with fragnance of wedding and decors.The visitors and guest are thronging around. An exotic ‘mandap’ is being built around which the guest have their seats to see the marriage. Music and shehnai fills more animation in the area. Guddu is sitting on the hood of Rohit’s car alongwith Simran and Abhianshu, enjoying the lively scene. Meanwhile, Param, the watchman is being playfully chased by the children with his ‘danda…’ Seeing this, the three on the car laughs.

Abhianshu: Woh raha, kya halat kar rakha hai Param ji ka subah se… (smiles)

Guddu: (Cheers him up) Chal jaa, tu bhi mat chor usse…! (Abhianshu runs after him alongwith other children.)

Param: (Exclaims running)…Abhay, yeh mujhe kaha leke aaye…!

Guddu: (Laughing) Bache log, bhagate rehena usse!...

Simran: Lo, aah gaya Sameer aur Paromita…!

Sameer and Paromita sit on the mandap.

Guddu: Oopps! (Shouts) Sameer! (Sameer sees at him)…bilkul perfect Dulha lag raha hai tu aaj…(Everyone laughs)

Sameer: Chup be! (Smiling)

Simran: (Coldly) Abhay, mujhe bahut dar lag raha hai…!

Guddu: Kyun, tumhara samne bhut betha hai kya…!?

Simran: Be serious Abay. Tumne traffic tora hai…woh bhi footpath lete hue, traffic man, police, sab ka samne, gaari ka number bhi note kia hai ussne…!

Guddu: (nearing himself to her) Waise chakma kaisa laga…!

Simran: Tumse baat karna hi bekar hai…!

Guddu: (Jokingly) To karte kyun ho…

Simran turns her head on the side.

Guddu: Waise bhi, tin wanted level to lag hi chuke the pehle, aab do aur, so I am Most Wanted now.

Sameer and paromita goes round the fire and after a while, marriange ends with offering sweets in each other’s mouth. Then Sameer, take blessing of every elders and parents. Guddu and Simran comes foreward. Both Sameer and Guddu hug each other warmly.

 Guddu: Congrats, dost…congrats!

Sameer: (in low note) Thanks yaar. Aaj tu naa hota, to mein itna khus naa hota. Yeh sab tere waje se.

Guddu: Sorry, yaar, kal mein itna kuch kehe dia…

Sameer: Aab chor uun bato ko…dosti mein yeh saab banta hai yaar.

At that moment, two jeeps of police arrive in their house horning the alert light. The superintendent of police get off the car and approaches with two constables.

Guddu: (Hums) Lag gaya Wat!

Superintendent:  Sorry, yeh mahol me hame dekh ke aap logo ko takliff hui hogi, par hame Abhay Sahani ke khilaf charge hai.

A Constable: Charges yeh hai ki, Abhay ne kal raat traffic rules tori aur…

Guddu comes forward…

Guddu: (Proudly)…Aur mein aaplogo ko chakma dia, aur aap log sirf dekh rehe gaye…waise, chakma kaisa laga aaplogo ko…!

Sameer comes forward.

Sameer: Oie limit pe rakh tera jaban…Sir ji, that was an emergency! Abhay wakei nehi chahta tha aaisa ho.

Superintendent: Par apsos ki aaisa hi hua…I am helpless…giraftar karlo!

Simran moves to Guddu’s father.

Simran: Uncle!

Guddu’s father: Yeh to hona hi tha beta…! Patting on her head.

Guddu’s mother comes to him and affectionately catches hold of him.

Guddu: Phikar mat karo mummi, laut aayunga jaldi…!

Constable comes to arrest him.

Sameer: Mein bhi Guddu ke saath ja raha hun jail mein.

Guddu: Dekh Sameer, Shaadi karne ka yeh matlab nehi ki tu pagal bhi ho jayga!

Sameer: Mein bhi tere saath chal raha hun.

Sameer’s mother and father come forward.

Mother: Kya kehe raha hai tu…log khare hai aur sab soon rehe hai.

Father: Aur Paromita ke relative kya sochenge. Guddu do din mein aah jayega. Hum usse chura lenge.

Paromita’s father: Haa, Sameer, mein Commisioner ko keheke do din mein chura lunga…Tum mat jao.

Sameer: To do din hi saahi. Yeh do din mein Guddu ke saath rahunga. Aur, daddy, aaphi to kehete the naa, ki self-dependent banna sikho! Mauka dijiye!

Guddu comes forward.

Guddu: Sameer, rukh jaa yaar, mein aah jaunga.

Superintendent: Hume yaha se chalna hoga abhi.

Sameer: Sir, mujhe bhi giraftar kijiye.

Superintendent: Par tumhare charge…? Charge ke bina yeh nehi ho sakta. Ulta hume giraftar kar liya jayega.

Sameer thinks for a second, and then he comes forward and offers a tight slap to the Superintendent. Every spectator hold their breathe…

Sameer’s father: Sameer!!

Sameer: Yeh raha mera charge. Aab arrest ki jie.

Sameer looks at Paromita.

Sameer: Sorry!

Paromita comes forward.

Paromita in her wedding dress,c omes forward and chuckles: Dosti mein yeh sab banta hai.

Both Sameer and Guddu giggles.

Guddu: Wah, Sameer tera to life ban gaya yaar.

The constable handcuffs both of them and takes them away. Guddu gazes at Simran, who is in tears and finally both follows polices.

Sameer: (Smiling, in low tone) Sale, tujhe most wanted hone ka bahut saukh tha naa, le aab iska asar bhi mil gaya.

Guddu: (Smiling) I am proud of myself. (Sameer giggles at this)

Meanwhile, Param comes running slowly breathing heavily followed by the small kids. Param enters the crowd.

Param: (Mutters) Yeh sab kya ho raha hai… shaadi ho gayi…!? (Param catch the sight of Superintendent)

Param: (Exclaims joyfully) Aare, Sufi Sahab! Aap yaha!

Simran on seeing Param: (Rubbing her tears, hums) Baat ban gaya!

Superintendent stops: (Exclaims) Aare Param bandhu! Tum bhi yaha!

Both hug. Everyone is shock seeing this.

Guddu: Tum Superintendent ko jante ho…!

Param: Aare Abhay sahab… kya kahu, kehete kehete roh parunga…hum dono kitna din gujare hai…aek saath khaya, piya, dandi charge kiya aur kya nehi kiya…!

Sameer: (Frowns) Aur kya kiya…?

Param: Kya din the woh…Jab mujhe naukri se nikala gaya tha Simran ki ghar se, tab in hone hi mujhe hawaldar ka naukri diya apne department pe…aur hum ek saath sab milke mauj masti karte the…!

Superintendent: Haa, Param bandhu, aaj tu nehi hai to bahut sunapan mehesus hota hai hamare department pe…chal, phir se chal hamare waha!

Param: Daru ke naam…!

Superintendent: …hum sab hai aek!

Param: (Seeing the handcuff) Abhay, Sameer, aaplog churiya kyun pehenke rakhi hai…!

Sameer: Hatkari hai!

Superintendent: Aab kya karu, naukri jo hai…traffic…

Param: Ha, ha, mujhe malum hai, gari mein jo mein bhi tha…(He takes Superintendent aside for a whispering talk)

Both then comes merrily and Param shouts-

Param: Chal oie, khol de hatkari…aab koi nehi jaa raha jail…Aab hamare Superintendent sahab bhi shaadi kha ke jayenge.

Everyone smiles and Shehenai, music, dance resumes. Joy and merrymaking highlights everywhere. Celebration follows!!

SOME DAYS LATER:

Music!

A cool morning!

The first scene: Guddu comes to Dolly’s place to return the ring. He rings the bell. Dolly comes out. Guddu returns the ring. Dolly weeps on Guddu’s bosom bitterly and takes the ring, and wears it. Consoling Dolly, he leaves.

The second scene: Rohit’s decorated car is being driven by Abhianshu in the highway, in the middle of the open fields, while Guddu, Simran, Sameer and his wife, Paromita are enjoying the exotic beauty and the drive. Guddu fumbles Abhianshu’s hair and both smiles.

Guddu: Simran, aaj agar tumhare pitashri Param ko naukri se nikala naa hota, to hume aab jail ki roti khane parte…kyun Sameer!

Everyone laughs, and they drive away.  

                                             

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