Jagga Jasoos Page #4

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Gon/ and dark,

what cou | d've been gala.

Lost in love and lost her life.

Ms. Mala... Ms. Mala... Ms. Mala!

Jagga, but we all saw Ms. Mala jump

from the clock tower.

The dead body fell with a loud crash!

All were stunned with the smash.

What happened in that fatal one hour?

The secret is safe in the clock tower.

Tick tock.

Tick tock... tick tock

The body lay in front of our eyes.

Mrs. Bhaduri stood by with her lies.

Her hands were stained

with Ma | a's blood.

Blood.

Not like that...

from the epiglottis... Blood.

Blood!

Blood!

Tick Tock...

- Blood!

Tick tock...

- Blood.

Such moments leave you

at loss for words.

But, our Mr.

Bhaduri was a sman sly bird.

His wedding vows were now at stake.

Scratched his head for clarity sake

and thought, what to do?

Tick tock... what to do?

He ran, distraught.

From Humpu's garden a rope he got,

and tied the corpse against the clock

with a Magic knot.

What?

- Magic knot!

Magic knot?

Basically, this knot is used

for mountain climbing

and to tie horses.

If you loop the rope once

and pull a second loop from under

the first one and pull tight.

Basically, though this is ven/ tight

it takes just a tug at the other end

to undo the knot.

Bid adieu to the corpse,

and set the deathly tick tock.

By the hands ofthe clock.

Hands of the clock.

Hands of the clock.

Tick tock... Hands ofthe clock.

Tick tock... Hands ofthe clock.

Tick tock... Hands ofthe clock.

What to do... Hands ofthe clock.

What to do... Hands ofthe clock.

What to do... Hands ofthe clock.

Behind his smiling face, was hidden,

a lonesome, lonely Jagga.

Come summer, other kids would go away.

Empty chairs,

tables and beds would stay.

And... a lonesome, lonely Jagga.

There was a bridge connecting

Jagga's present and past.

Made of video tapes.

On even] bihday, there would be

a new tape added to this bridge.

One that Tutifuti would send

from some corner of the world.

I do envy Jagga at times.

Tutifuti had taught Jagga

the spirit of living,

from miles away,

just through these video tapes.

which despite staying together

most parents fail at.

This one tape would bring Jagga

his annual supply of oxygen.

Happy binhday!

HaPPV bihday, dear Jagga!

There are only two kinds

of people in this world.

Nails and hammers.

Which do you want to be?

You decide.

This is a magazine.

Safety lock.

Off spin... leg spin.

Worries and googlies,

spot them early,

and you will hit a six.

Else, you'll be in a fix.

The human mind

and a parachute are alike.

Ifthey are open, it's great

Else, you are dead.

Stan from up.

The other way... wrong.

Not the other way.

E-Minor.

Life's biggest disease today

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