Besharam Page #2

''l'll give everyone

a run for their money.''

''My gait's unique.''

''lt makes everyone go crazy.''

''Every time l rock my legs.''

''l make the world rock with me.''

''We're romantic at heart.''

'We dazzle you with our moves.''

''First we try to cajole with love.''

''Otherwise we declare war.''

''Anyone we point at,

gets drawn to me.''

''lf we hurt anyone,

we also soothe his pain.''

''We'll snatch you..''

''We'll snatch you from yourself.''

''Open your heart,

stick out your chest, be shameless.''

''Come sway to the beat, be shameless.''

''Open your heart,

stick out your chest, be shameless.''

''We're unscrupulous.''

''We're the devils.''

''We get high and shout shameless.''

''We're unscrupulous.''

''We're the devils.''

''We get high and shout shameless.''

Wow!

lt's our new car, ma'am.

Mercedes Benz A-Class.

lt's hot.

l love it.

Maybe your next car!

But the one you bought,

B-Class, isn't bad either.

That's true.

Your lease agreement

papers are ready, ma'am.

Let's go then.

Thank you.

Congratulations, ma'am.

- Thank you.

l'm gonna get you, guys.

Slow down, dear.

- Why, mom?

We're riding a Mercedes!

Quiet!

Slow down!

Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!

That's called driving.

And people say women can't drive.

They're absolutely right.

- Mom.

You can't walk properly,

thank God l bought a car.

This isn't a car.

lt's a short-cut to suicide.

Oh my!

Just wasting money.

You could've bought a scooter.

Don't you get it?

lt's my classmate's wedding.

The entire batch is going to be there.

Trying to teach me!

They all come in expensive cars, mom.

lmported ones.

l was the star of my college.

You think l'll go on a scooter?

We need to show-off a little.

Girls shouldn't show-off too much.

What's this?

- What?

Mom.

- Try not showing off so much.

Why don't you get married too?

With whom?

l need a proper groom.

Do you want me to find one?

- Forget it.

You'll just bring another

clerk or accountant..

..like you did the last time.

Tara.

Your father was an accountant as well.

But he loved me as much.

Mom, you just don't get it.

l want class. Class.

Status. Respect. Position.

Sense of humour.

You want Rahul Gandhi.

- Why not? He's cute.

Pardon me. You can find one yourself.

l told you.

Not again.

Master.

- You're here.

Tilu, did you sh*t again?

My child.

That's 50000, master. You can count them.

- l see.

You give all your earnings to us.

Save some for yourself, son.

What will l do with money?

You're there for me.

Now change my underpants.

Naughty!

Come on.

Stop him.

Get the ball. Get the ball.

Stop him.

Get the ball.

So, Pele, you're scd.

Come on, handover the lollypop.

Come on...

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