نخستین 200 خط.
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It's correct.
No one can expect what's going to happen next second.
Can you expect for what reason,
I'm sitting on this height, and having beer?
Love! Breakup!
Or else, she elope with someone.
Don't you have anyone to share something like this?
I have one. It's my father.
Yes. You heard me right.
My dad.
The one who holds your little finger to make you walk.
Who supports you when you grew up.
Gives money when ever needed.
Always gives moral support. That is my father.
Do you think I'm gonna tell you that?
My dad is waste fellow.
My dad is a fool. My dad is an Idiot.
My dad is a -- Beep.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
What you ever you think.
The reason I drink this beer is with my dad.
You didn't get the point right! Come on.
Will show you in FB.
I didn't mean FB means Facebook. It's a flashback.
Come, l'll show you my frustration.
Come on.
It's Diwali.
I'm eagerly waiting for my dad.
She is my girlfriend Madhu.
- Do you want? - No, my dad will bring it.
Dad, when are you coming?
Happy Diwali . Happy Diwali.
Dad, crackers.
Happy Diwali Dhaka.
- That's all? - Yeah.
What about those?
Those all are office pending files.
Look dad. How they all are celebrating?
I want guns, rockets and Laxmi bombs dad.
Burning bombs will burn hands, dear son.
Already my pocket got burned.
Take those what I granted. Play.
Understand that there are no money.
- Hey Madhu. - Hai.
- Share it with my son. - Yeah, okay uncle. okay.
Play with this!
Hey Kapil.
- Kapil. - What dude.
Do you come to the Nagarjuna Sagar dam excursion this time?
My dad not even let me see the Hussain Sagar!
Then how come he will send me to Nagarjuna Sagar?
Hey Madhu.
Are you coming to excursion?
Sure, I'll come.
- Hey, I'll come for sure. - Hmm.
- Dad, hot hot dosa. - Keep it there.
- Dad. - What my dear son.
I want to go to Nagarjuna Sagar dam.
Okay go even if it's Chiranjeevi dam.
I want to go for excursion dad.
- How much? - Thousand.
- Five hundred. - Five hundred?
It's enough to go there.
Then, what about return?
You said that, you just want to go.
And don't come back?
- Dad, please give. - I don't have a son.
Mummy...
At least you tell dad.
- Please do something and give it. - Is magic okay?
I don't have any.
- Then what's the need for this? - To live.
My bad.
- Mom, I want to go. - Calm down son, we will go later.
Dear children.
Today is father's day.
I love my dad.
He is my role model and inspiration.
Oh! god.
Share how you got inspire from your fathers.
- Sir, I'll tell you. - Yeah, tell Madhu.
No doubt. It's my dad sir.
I love going for tours very much.
He took me to Kashmir last time.
This time he plans to take me to Kanyakumari.
Is it Kargil next time?
Enough of laughs.
You tell next.
It's my dad sir.
If I took pity, he will do all my homework.
If my mom looks serious, he will do all the household chores.
You just said your affection on your dad.
Affection is different. Inspiration is different.
Kapil, you tell me.
My inspiration and role model is..
Superstar Rajinikanth.
Rajinikanth! what do you mean?
He became a superstar from conductor sir.
- Then, what about your dad? - My dad!
He will give just coins like a bus conductor.
Sometimes, he not even give those. Waste fellow.
Kapil.
If you ever speak again about your father like this...
Your name will be in notice board.
You can do that later..
First, see what my father is, on that blackboard.
On which team you kept the bet today?
Fifteen thousand on Sri Lanka.
- See, I'll get the money. - Maybe you will lose.
Yours’s is a worst tongue.
Can you get this time?
Now I kept twenty thousand, adding five on the lost 15.
Need to get forty thousand.
- Want a smoke? - No.
- Or a drink? - No.
Kamalakar will exit not for smoke and drink.
It's cricket.
- That mad? - Yeah, you know.
He names his child as Kapil dev.
Shit.
Total salary gone.
That's the matter sir.
If there a cricket betting,
My dad even forget the toilet.
Yeah, correct.
Then for sure, your role model would Rajinikanth.
- Will it work out? - Yeah, it will.
- Madhu. - Yeah.
- I.. - Yeah, IIIII..
- About you.. - You?
- I love you Madhu. - What!
Hey, Kapil.
There is a fight going on at your house.
Madhu, tomorrow same time, same place.
I'll be waiting for your reply.
Come fast dude.
Please don't say no.
I'm asking you, where is your husband?
He is 40,000 debt to me.
Do he think cricket betting is that easy?
Please don't make it a scene.
Everybody is watching.
Will return back by tomorrow.
Oh! that's great.
Oh, both wife and husband are creating a good drama.
40,000 rite?
These will be more worthy than that.
Is it original gold or not?
Original gold sir.
No one is believing your husband in this town.
If he comes again to the club, we will beat him like anything.
Come on guys.
Oh! god. They left.
These all are just normal. Don't mine.
Why are you packing? Where are you going?
I'll go out of this town.
- Leaving for just 40,000. - It's just 40,000 for you.
But for me it's my dignity.
Today it's just up to gate. Tomorrow they'll come inside.
That's okay, but where you can go right away?
I need to go, right away.
Because of dad's betting habit
I need to tell good bye to my first love.
My mom thought, change in the place can change fate.
But my dad didn't give any chance to my mom.
Son, here you go hot dosas.
Keep there.
It's getting a cold son need to eat in time.
- How much you want? - Just ten thousand.
- Ten thousand? - Yeah.
Look there.
Is it laundry count?
No, it's your betting count.
One Lakh twenty five thousand?
I can't believe.
I too, couldn't give more.
Just one bet.
Let me win one bet.
I will give double the amount.
You are wasting the money on betting.
While I'm trying to buy a double bedroom flat.
- Oh! - Yeah.
- Hey, you are my son dude. - So!
- You will buy, will buy. - Ha.
Till you gave me just 5000.
Still 5000 is the agreement.
- Just 10,000 is enough. - Oh! really.
Basically it's a worst habit.
Again there is a increment.
- Mom. Mom.. Where are you? - No.. No..
- Mom. - Please please please.
- Mom. - No son. No. No.
It seems your husband need 10,000.
She mean, it's not sufficient.
Hey, She means to beat, if you don't give me money.
- What's this silent drama mom? - It's not a silent drama son.
It's silent wreath for me to win in betting.
What's the need for this silence and wreaths?
I'll give 25,000. Learn some black magic and...
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