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Yellow.

Which sweet do you like?

Sweetmeats. The round ones.

The expensive yellow

sweetmeats of Pune.

So what... what's

your favourite colour?

Red.

- Fantastic.

The job is yours.

- Really?

Go. Don't waste my time.

Step out of the office.

You will find stairs. Climb up.

Enter the sixth door.

Someone's waiting for you up there.

Someone's waiting for me, sir?

Who?

Go. Don't waste my time.

Yes. One, two, three, four. Yes.

Come on, man.

One, two.

Come on.

Hi, I am Mynah.

And you?

Meenaxi.

What was all that?

I couldn't attend my

Bollywood dance class...

...so I was rehearsing.

So... you're the next one.

Next one?

Yes, wonder why these

stupid girls leave this job.

This place has such a

nice working ambience, right?

Yes.

What will be my job?

Will you explain me my job?

I know everything about computers.

Word, Excel. Office.

Tally, I can operate all that.

Why are the computer models so old?

Oh no! What's that?

That's my water-bag.

His name's Jumbo.

Jumbo, Jumbo, say hello.

Hello, Jumbo.

Now tell me my job.

Chill. It's your first day.

The college starts a week later.

There's nothing to do right now.

I've a lot of unreleased

films on my pen drive.

My neighbour works

for the censor board.

Let us watch all the films.

Look, Mynah, just tell me my job.

I don't want to see

any unreleased films.

And anyway,

my life's filled with drama.

I don't want anymore.

Where's the stench coming from?

I don't know.

Oh my!

What are you doing?

I know I can't touch him...

...but at least I can

get a good look at him.

That's John. John's my life.

John's just mine.

His body,

his muscles are just for me.

Look, Meenaxi.

Look at his body,

look at his muscles.

Any...

Any lower and it would've

ruined the beauty.

But he's John.

And he knows when

and how much to expose.

John! John! John! John! John! John!

Mynah.

- John! John! John! John! John!

Look, Mynah.

This job... is really

important for me.

I've come here to work.

I want to earn a living.

And buy myself some freedom with it.

Maybe a rent a small room...

...where I can read books

and hear songs on the radio.

Why? Won't you get married?

I fear that I might get hitched soon.

There was an ad in the newspaper...

...and the prospective

boys are coming from today.

One at 6 and the other at 9.

Is this the way to get married?

Marriage follows only after love.

First, I want to fall in love.

Wow. You mean love marriage.

Such a cruel world.

They don't let me live in reality...

...or stay in my dreams.

You know,

I always wander into my dreams.

I sing and dance there.

That places makes me really happy.

Dance with whom?

I am all alone in my dreams.

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