Gandu

What do you think of the word "Gandu"?

When I think of the word reminds me of something like a word Oriya.

How do you think that has been used?

What do you think it means? Do you know anything about this?

I think it means something like you are very stupid.

When I say that you are a Gandhinagar.

In my opinion we can call it ... Son of a bitch.

Someone who does not know anything about anything.

Which usually annoys people ... Failed.

One that does not have penis. He is the true Gandhinagar.

STUPID SON OF A BITCH FAILED

The word is often used by Bengalis?

- I use it enough, no? - Frequently.

- Okay. - This is the meaning of the word, Gandhinagar.

It means it's an idiot.

MORON

Basically in my view, it means that it is an idiot.

Even my girlfriend calls me Gandhinagar.

I hide in a dark corner of your room

You feel love and I feel like me vomit

Your sins burn you All night

If someone runs off with your chastity

If not, then why you bastards suffer much

Schools, buses, everything I've seen a lot

I sit in the darkness of your room

When that will drop the mask of your face

Asshole

Asshole

Asshole

I like caste, creed like, beg for my Rice

Clean teeth with borrowed meat

In the darkness of your room I can see clearly

A feast upon your naked body

Every day of the week you consume

Fancy urinate when You smell fear

The bed and the pillow of your mother

Nothing is your All purchased services

PAID EVERY MONTH AND NOTHING YOU BELONG

Asshole

PRIZE 40,000 RUPEES

Sim?

- Mr. Sarkar? - Yes say.

The last!

Yes, yesterday, right?

I've been to his house, they said they went to the market.

No, you will sand it, you'll see.

No, it did not work.

Will worm.

No, Mr. Sarkar you told me this was going to work.

Vendor-oh.

Yes, I left West Bengal for you.

The number did not appear.

My mother will not let me have to return it .

It takes one today, there is good!

No, today will not take here. I know it will not work.

Pay-you ten dollars every day.

It's all taking shape, you will return at once.

- What should I buy today, you tell me? - takes the Bhutan takes advance.

What is the price? Tell me.

A game, ten dollars.

I'm giving you a good number.

Handle, with the blessing of the Goddess.

Mother Goddess, please be careful.

The Radha goes away

The Radha goes up even though

Do not go, do not go away

I feel alone I feel very alone

The flute touches my heart

A flute

A Radha afasta-off

My Radha Rani goes with her face turned

The flute of Krishna continues to play

The Radha continues O beloved Radha Rani continues

With the face turned

Jai Radha Govinda

They prick.

Here it is, Buster egg head.

Egg. Shit! You dropped your tea?

Potla, give us two cups.

You see, he's upset.

How stupid is in your community?

You are an asshole.

Your father Ramakrishna is an asshole.

AND? Who else?

Hell, all his lineage is stupid!

This asshole is also deaf.

They prick!

Asshole!

Make me feel a worm

You can call me jerk

Ambition hopeless My future is black

You look angry And I hungry

I am invisible in the dark corner of thy room

They tell me that your life is worth more than my

But one day I will haunt you like a ghost

You will be a balloon and I a pin

Asshole

Asshole

What do I say?

He ignores me. Do not you hear me. What say you?

Also I feel like dying.

Not so think.

Wait.

What are you doing?

O homeland?

What's up?

I lost everything!

All!

Also you want to burn my heart?

- Yes, tell me? - Sarkar. I did not see the draw yesterday.

Have not you checked, right?

No chance!

Shit! Sarkar, why me this the West Bengal?

It takes something else. It takes Bhutan. Today there is a good draw.

Ten dollars per game.

Why is this not the result of time?

I did not do anything wrong.

Love makes everything possible.

Stay away a bit, let me see what you're wearing.

Engordaste? Right?

Because you're eating fora, dear?

Because eat out so often?

You can not cook?

When you arrive, I do everything.

O homeland?

You have more cigarettes?

Have filled all this smoke! Do not you dare to light one now.

Okay, you can.

Wait.

They are all looking.

Can you see me?

Did you take photos? Displays them.

My mind wonders

How

The days are spent

Counting day after day

what illusions

Delight me

does all

The expendable tasks

Time passes

With the tone of the songs

Interconnected

Love love love Shame shame

And the blame game begins

Love for rent for big money

During're buggered drilled Future

The present absent Madness all day

Words vulgar and dirty streets

This is my life My songs are burned

My heart is a crematorium

My words are broken and decomposed

I seriously think it's a joke?

My mind wants to lose

You lose-it

Got that? Moron!

They will expel me out of here soon.

I've done so many shenanigans here.

Much...

Stop joking. Do not you miss me?

Noticed that something has changed?

What is that noise?

Telephone?

IT'S? Whose call?

Where are you looking? Message from whom?

Tell me the truth.

Wait...

No, I can not turn here.

It's okay like that?

You think you got fat?

Why are you messing so much?

I'll give you a beating.

I sit here long.

The talk endlessly ...

We can talk on the phone forever ...

Give me a kiss.

Please.

They Gandu!

Hear.

O homeland?

Were doing a sound the other day. Do it again, please.

- Please ... - Beat-boxing?

Want to hear it?

Cursed Ricksha!

Do not you see you walk by?

You fucking son of a bitch, that hurts ...

Bamboo Lane.

Come on!

The horn continues to speak

The horn continues to speak

Here comes

The king of the road

Street neighborhoods

With ordinary people

Street neighborhoods

With ordinary people

With their lives packed in boxes

A arfar

They have to go somewhere

Continue to shout louder