Delhi- Comedy story imitating Mani Rathnam's Bombay 2

Delhi- Comedy story imitating Mani Rathnam's Bombay- Part 2

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P.K: O, Bhundar singh, What are you doing inside?.

P.K's daughter (opening the door): Dad, he is Inder Singh and not Bhundar Singh.

P.K: Both are same only to me. What is he doing inside. Look, mandar Singh, I gave you asylum to protect you from those hooligans. But, here you are singing loudly. What if they hear and come back?

Paaru: if they hear him singing they will run away, ha ha ha.

P.K: O.K, now your parents will be worried about you. So, ring them and say that you are coming shortly.

P.K's daughter: But, dad how will Inder go outside? If they spot him they will kill him.

P.K: They will spot him because of his dhadi and turban. If he removes both....

P.K's daughter: If he removes them he will look very handsome. But, to remove them you require some hand. Ha ha ha.

Inder rings up his parents who agree that he can remove the turban and dhadi.

P.K: Look Jundar Singh, we say 'Thalaiku vanthathu thalaipa voda pochu' (The danger to the head went with the turban) which has come true in your case. ha ha ha.

So, Inder loses his turban and dhadi.

P.K's daughter: Inder now looks like Kabir Bedi.

P.K: Don't mention about him. We lost the series in England because of him.

P.K's daughter: Dad, that is Bishen Bedi. I told about actor Kabir Bedi.

P.K: O.K. O.K. get going Ginjar Singh, your parents will be searching.

Inder Singh leaves and P.K. heaves a sigh of releif which is again short-lived as he hears knockings on the door.

P.K: O!, this hooligans are again back. I am going to call the police.

Meanwhile P.K's daughter opens the door and another sardarji boy enters in a hurry.

P.K: Hey, What is happening? 'Kathi poi vaal vanthathu dum dum' (This is a Tamil phrase for repeat performances). What is your name? Runvir singh? The way you are running if I were your parents I would have named you that.

P.K's daughter: Dad, this is no time for jokes. Poor fellow, see how he is gasping.

Boy: Uncle, I am not a sardarji. I am Tamil. My name is Murugan.

P.K: What? You are not a sardarji. Then why this dhadi and turban?

Boy: Uncle, I was acting in a drama in which I come as a sardarji. When riots broke out every one took off in different directions. I could not remove my make-up which is stuck-up and when I came out, some goondas started chasing me. Round the corner of this street I met a clean shaven boy who told about your house.

P.K: What did he say?

Boy: He said in the house there is a beautiful girl is there, she sings well and she may even dance with you.

P.K: Ada paavi, he did not say anything about me?

Boy: Haan, he said there is a bhuddu uncle there who will remove your dhadi and turban.

Right at that time there are frantic knockings on the door again.

P.K: Ada Rama, ithu enna oruthar maathi oruthara dhadi vaalas vanthindiruka (what is this? one after another persons with dhadi are coming to my house). He opens the door and there the hooligans who came first are standing.

To be continued....