Fan Page #3

Hello, uncle

Hello, aunty

Your ice cream

One vegetarian meal

Seat number?

I'll get it

If you want to stretch your legs

or your back, tell me

It's only one night. We'll adjust

Allow me

Now it's ok

Let me put uncle's plate down.

Don't worry

We're coming

Without ticket?

Uncle, it's a long story

Let me explain

I'll do the explaining. Call

Ratlam police station

Let him spend two days inside.

No more WT travelling

Uncle, you don't get it. I could've

bought the ticket

- I want to travel without one

- Come along

I'm not a thief or a criminal

You see tomorrow is

Aryan Khanna's birthday

No point if I get there late

Aryan Khanna?

Right! He went to Mumbai W Stayed at Hotel Delite.

Room number 205

I'll be staying there too.

Get the picture?

Let me get to Mumbai.

You won't lose anything

Here's the ticket money. Keep it

- But I'll travel W - Shut up!

You need a tight slap

Take him. He won't listen

Damn you!

Take me to Mumbai. Or I'll jump

You'll be answering the cops

all night

Want to die? Get back inside

If I can't see Aryan Khanna

on his birthday...

...no point living

Don't lose your head over

these film stars

He may be a film star to you.

But he's special to me

Give me your hand or you'll die

- Take me to Mumbai

- OK! Give me your hand

- One veg meal?

- Done. Give me your hand

Ok, hold me

Is he a relative? Do you

really know him?

Is he family? What are you

to Aryan Khanna?

A fan

Room 205 is occupied

Why? I've booked it

No bookings here

First come, first serve.

Pay cash, take the key

I'll pay double

But only room 205

If you don't give it to me,

just see what I'll do

Hey boy! Move the stuff from 205

to 209

Here, brother. Room 205 for you

Happy birthday, Senior

Let me pass, brother. I'm late.

Move it!

What a crowd! By God

Brother, move aside

The press over there

Let them come in

A selfie! Smile

Thank you

These two-faced fans

They moan about his films

And come here to pose with him

You can't go there

I'm not one of them. Those FB types.

Phony fans

I'm Gaurav Chandna

I've come from Delhi. WT.

Rajdhani Express

Guess where I'm staying?

Guess!

Hotel Delite. Room number 205

Don't you get it?

I'll show you magic

You'll enjoy it. Look!

When you count the night stars...

...and yearn to etch her name

on every star

You know you're in love

When her breath is carried

by the breeze...

Lets go press

You know you're in love

When you turn back as you walk ahead

Check the press IDs

Go inside

Not you! Don't you get it?

I want to show him my trophy

I just want him to see it.

Then I'll be gone

Moron!

If Aryan ever hears that

you hit me...

...he'll thrash you

It's ok. It's nothing

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