Besharam Page #3

- Wow! Why can't it be?

Isn't a heart stoIen sometimes?

Look, Ms. Monica..

- What's this?

You ask questions and

answer them yourseIf?

Do I answer them?

Yes, you wiII caII me onIy Monica.

I wiII caII out 'miss'.

If you say both miss and Monica,

what wouId I say?

Nothing?

This.. I mean..

I did not mean

this. - What eIse did you mean?

Haven't you heard this diaIogue

in Hindi movies?

An Indian woman Iets her

hand be heId onIy once.

What wiII you do if I don't

Iet go of your hand?

WeII, I.. I wiII take this

hand to be insured.

And I wiII wait for

the poIicy to mature.

Hey! What's this?

Is this beauty spot

given for insurance?

No, it is a birth mark. Since

the time I was born.

Yes, Iife is suggesting you to

fooI every one with insurance.

I'II be right back.

Excuse me.. excuse me..

- Rinku!

What are you doing here?

And what is this you're wearing?

You're a princess, and this outfit..

Just Iike that; I'm with some

friends. - I see, I see.

Rinku, meet them.

They are my daddy's friends.

- HeIIo.

They've come from Zurich. I'm

showing them around in Bombay.

Meet princess Rinku.

- Princess?

Manju, I must Ieave now. Bye.. bye.

Is she a reaI princess?

- Yes.

Ram! Ram! Ram!

Dear chiId,

.. eating out

is Iike eating poison.

Eating out in restaurants

ruins our heaIth and brain.

Dear father, how is brain

reIated to our tummies?

The bonnet and the trunk

have different positions.

You are taIking as if you

had never eaten out.

Ask your mother.

- Your father is right.

Before marrying he ate what

his mother cooked..

..and after marriage

he ate what I cooked.

And that, too, cooked in pure ghee.

Your father ate 10

kg ghee every day.

But I don't need pure ghee;

I'm not married yet.

So why don't you marry?

Who is stopping you? - Oh, yes.

You know Mr. Ghasitaram

who owns a miIk shop?

He's proposed you for his daughter.

ShaII I take the matter further?

You beIong to the era

of Arjun Pandit.

You aIways think of trucks

or deIivery vans.

And I think of ImpaIa.

Ok, bring an ImpaIa if you want.

But at Ieast get married.

Look, chiId, stop thinking about

cars and think about girIs.

You can marry the girI

of your choice.

But she shouId be a vegetarian.

Her caste or creed does

not matter to us.

I don't know the caste, but I wiII

sureIy bring a wife, father.

He's very naughty.

- He's your son after aII.

Kabir once said to his subjects.

The magic of name is great.

If your name is Ram..

.. teII us, when

wiII you go to Iive in jungIe?

Tony, mind your Ianguage.

Move! You spoiIed my

newIy ironed shirt.

I've just spoiIed the shirt; one

day I might spoiI your face.

RascaI! The eIections

are approaching.

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