Lakshmi Raave Maa Intiki

Eggs are available easily.

Eat eggs you get strength and hatch it, you get chicks.

But eggs get bad name because of eggs.

Male is called as man and female is called as woman,

But a eunuch is called as .5!

Greens and vegetables are called as vegetarian,

mutton, fishes are called as non-vegetarian.

But egg is called as .5!

Reason is like Sachin didn't get awarded with Bharat Ratna till he hit 100 centuries,

a man who never ate egg is life gave an award to egg that it is most powerful vegetarian.

Using his name many consider it as vegetarian and eating eggs.

But few people avoid eating eggs calling it as non-vegetarian.

So, egg was left without any decision.

Taking the same as an example, if you give it to a boy,

I don't know if it is right or wrong,

he'll make an omelette of egg and eat it.

If you give the same to a girl...

Shall I make omelette or fried rice?

Shall I apply yellow to face and white to hair?

Shall I hatch it or throw it some boy's face to fool him?

She'll throw the egg on ground with such ideas.

Eggs becomes omelette only if it is broken or become chick only if it hatches.

But throwing like this would make it go waste.

Let's begin our story with body of Goraju who got cheated by a girl in the name of love.

Tell me.

Where are you? - I told you, right?

My friend is dead. I'll get late.

Tell father about this.

Cremation would be over by 6 pm, right

But it's my best friend who died!

Shouldn't I at least have 2 pegs?

He's Sai, Suresh's best friend.

Don't feel sad.

Girls are like this, uncle.

They use beautiful flowers and dot but their hearts not that beautiful.

But if they find a good boy like him, they don't rest till they kill him.

Look at them!

They're angry for commenting on girls than sad about brother's death.

They're great cheats!

Don't worry, leave it. - Leave me, uncle.

We got sense with this incident.

We swear on the dead body of our friend.

From today we'll not go after girls.

We'll not send requests for new girls.

We'll not hit likes for new posts.

We'll marry the girl our parents select for us.

We'll consider their happiness as ours.

We'll never ever go after any girl.

Ogling at girls, it's no more in our chapter.

Not even in twitter.

Lord Rama is ultimate truth!

If the girl is like a Goddess, won't every boy become a priest?

Won't festivals like Dussera, Diwali and Sankranthi come at a time?

It seems every word is like a bullet fired from gun...

It seems every smile is like ring of temple bell...

Why do we need cool breeze when their sari end breezes past us?

It seems their beauty is like getting possessed by Goddess Mother...

It seems their kiss shattering like earth quake...

If we've a woman as companion, why do we need this world?

Girl came into the dream... Girl came to the temple...

Girl came into our lap...

Heart is open like switching on Bluetooth on seeing a girl...

New feelings take over us...

Like GPS is activated, we follow you as destination...

We cross districts...

They're the screensavers in both eyes...

They're the wallpaper in our little hearts...

Without your beautiful faces, everything is dull and bland...

Girls have features which even ice creams can't boast of..

They create chaos in our minds...

Girls lips are more intoxicating than liquor...

They entice you to bite it...

Their eyes are twin cameras...

They flash at us constantly...

We'll do anything for girls...

What's this?

3Just now you swore, you talked about mother and father...

You said you don't know who girls are!

You're going after girls with dead body.

Mustn't go after girls but if you see such a girl, don't leave her.

Angel...she's an angel, uncle.

Face is divine, uncle.

If I leave I may not get her again.

What's this talk about love with corpse and in burial ground?

Uncle, mausoleum is the symbol of love. Taj Mahal!

For the present, this is our hero's Taj Mahal.

House number and members of this house have a close relationship.

All members in this house are number one.

For all the members to be number and door number also to be one,

the man behind this is city planning commissioner Sarvesh Anand Rao.

Head of this family and a fan of joint family.

Did you see? She's Anand Rao's wife Amaravathi.

Giving birth to three lovely children, following husband's orders in letter and spirit,

a chaste housewife who doesn't even watch TV soaps.

If day has to be good after coffee, Anand Rao believes it needs good planning.

When he had a son after a year of marriage,

he named him as Sudhir,

planned in which school he must study from LKG to tenth class,

and in which college he must study from inter to MBA,

must work in which bank and where to find his bride,

if they have a son, he must be named as Pravin,

he planned this before and did as he had planned.

Two years after marriage,

Santhosh was born as Anand Rao's second son,

as planned he made him a doctor and got him married too,

if they have a boy or girl, he has a name for them also,

he's awaiting for it to happen.

After 3 years of marriage,

Amaravathi gave birth to a beautiful daughter and presented her to Anand Rao.

Considering her as Goddess Lakshmi herself,

he named as her Lakshmi Anand,

he planned that she'll become an engineer,

raising her well and giving her good education,

he made her a software engineer,

he planned her starting salary must be Rs.25000.

But he rejected when Rs.10000 was offered.

Rejected Rs.20000 also.

He rejected when Rs.45000 was offered.

I'm getting more salary, right? You're happy. right?

Look dear, we must fight for the life we had decided.

Only then our life will be in our hands.

If we change our decision for better offer, our path will take wrong turn,

our life will go into other's hands.

We can't choose how we should be born.

But if decide how to grow and what to become, we'll surely be like that.

Wait till you get what your aim was!

Anand Rao settled Lakshmi's engagement with a software engineer boy.

Sent them by promising to fix auspicious date for marriage in near future.

You see, when family gets together, it's a temple.

But when it is silent, it is library.

Library brings to my memory,

the first rule of Anand Rao to the family,

any member of family has to sign in, out time and details in the register.

Every one including guests and servants.

Not just building bodies without fat or buying things without vat,

it's perfect to lead a family.

Running a well disciplined family, Anand Rao believes in it,

so many people are saluting with respect, that's because how he leads his family.

This is Lakshmi's office.

She's Lakshmi's boss who pays her.

All these people are Lakshmi's colleagues.

But she's Lakshmi's best friend.

Her name is Pavithra and she's from Sangamithra.

Your would be on phone.

Tell him I'm busy with work.

Connect it to my desk.

No, please...

You'll talk to him now and we'll listen to it.

Can you please wait for some time? I'll call you after reaching home.

No, I want to talk to you now.

Tell me.

I like love marriage so much.

Now that we're engaged, right?

It's not possible now, right? But I've an idea.

Today is Valentine's day, right?

How about meeting today?

Ours too would become love marriage.

I won't do anything without informing my dad.

I can't meet you.

Who told you not to inform your dad?

Tell him and come. - No, dad is in Delhi.

Phone is switched off.

Are you mad?

You've to spend rest of all your life with him.

That's his first wish.

If you don't go, he'll have this feeling all his life.

1Are we meeting, Lakshmi?

I'm not Lakshmi, I'm her friend Pavithra.

Wait in Coffee Day in MBP colony. She'll come.

Try to understand me.

Won't you leave me?

Go!

What's this?

Hero is searching Lakshmi deeper than Google and higher than eagle.

But he didn't find her yet.

Like an Indian fan watching with interest even if 60 runs have to be scored in one ball.

He's watching with great hope in the city's last college.

For his dream girl

What's the problem? - Ran out of petrol.

No petrol bunk nearby too.

One minute.

Enough! It's overflowing!

She's going away!

What happened? - Ran out of petrol.

If you give donate everything, won't your bike go dry?

How?

Get it.

Ride the bike.

Hi madam....Hi sir!

We belong to Jai Bajrang Dal.

You both are lovers, right?

His bike went dry and I'm taking him to the nearest petrol bunk.

See, he's carrying a bottle in his mouth.

Any carrying an empty bottle is going to petrol bunk,

anyone carrying a basket ball is going to Olympics,

we're not so foolish to believe all this crap.

Give me sacred thread. - Take it.

Why don't you talk to them?

What's the proof that we're lovers?

Tie the knot with him now.