Sethu Boomi Page #3

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Have tea.

One minute.

Elders must not misunderstand me.

Till now I don't know

who is the groom in this.

Whether he is fair or dark?

Whether he has got money or not?

Whether he is educated or not?

He is old or young?

However he might be,

I have no problem.

But...

The man whom I marry

must be resident groom.

This also gone.

If it is okay, not only tea.

You will be provided lunch also.

What, Malar?

Dad, I am listening to you.

Dad, please! Only for me.

You have got many relatives.

But for me, everything.

is my dad only.

Hey! Hey! Get up.

Get up first.

This also got failed. Directly,

she will have 60th wedding then.

Dad, are you angry?

Why are you doing like this?

"One who remain unfaithful and forget

the help done by someone else,

he will reach the hell

and won't go to heaven".

You only taught to me.

There are two locks.

I don't know which one.

There is one more watchman here.

Hey! Hello! Get up.

Morning itself, you have a peg.

Then you come here to

sleep instead your house.

This is your usual attitude.

Already, the business is too bad.

In the midst of that, he has come.

Is he a Bombay tailor?

Is he going to stitch jacket

for Amala Paul and Nayanthara?

What a fellow! He is just

stitching dresses for ladies here.

For that, he is showing off.

Apply palm oil on your hair

for 50 paise. You look terrifying.

Hey, order tea for me.

What a fellow!

Why should I get tea for you?

You order tea for yourself.

There is no hair for you. You

are having tummy freely. - Get lost.

Hey, poison seller!

You supply coffee using

tamarind powder. Get one for me.

Are you insulting my shop?

In your tea, I will supply palm

oil instead decoction. Remember that.

Only murderers remain in this house.

Wait. Let the road roller comes.

I will make it roll over your head.

Supply tea for him.

- He has come freely.

That's why, he is supporting me.

Hey, see. My son has come.

Hey, Bombay guy! Hey, tea fellow!

- Hi!

Master came.

Today, I will have a peg. Then

I will come and bite your scissors.

I will vomit in front of your shop.

Get down. Don't sit behind me.

- Why?

Why are you saying like this?

- I say not to touch me.

Hey! Whatever you want to tell me,

say it in next street.

Even if you slap, I won't mind.

But don't insult me here. - Get in.

Hey! If you are proper, keep the shop

open till I come after having a peg.

Hey, rascal! Stop there.

Hey! Fool!

Hey, you are running as if you

got scared of your wife.

So sad of your wife.

What to do now?

- Why is he running like this?

He is not running just like that.

He is running out of

fear by looking at her.

These two guys have come.

They got stuck. - Careful.

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