Ok guys, my bored neurons decided to acquire a "creative" streak today. Lets see how it turns out!
DM is quite perplexed with this new Jhansi ki rani chokri but nevertheless he is attracted to her "attitude". Now he wants to share her harebrained schemes and amateur attempts at being sleuth! He is sitting on his rocking chair counting his habitual 100 times of "rocking while thinking" when he hears the tinkling of anklets. His ears perk up and he decides to adopt the "royal ignore" mode to get her attention. Santu enters his room and starts dusting the place and straightening things out when the rocking becomes quite frenzied.
DM: Eh chokri, cant you see this is my "rocking" time. Why are you here anyway?
Santu: Malik, i have decided that you are not to join my tyaag yatra and so i am going to garland your photo again. Please play dead again for a while?
DM: What rubbish! We are partners in crime and punishment here chokri. You cant take all that credit from me! This track is called "Jyoti bani Jwala" but i prefer "Do jasooson ka joda", like that other show on Imagine TV? Did you know they stole a bit from that SRK movie "Rab ne bani di jodi"?
Santu puts her hand out (aka DM style) and stands by DM with her hands on her hips (hunterwali style). She says, "No malik, i do not believe in partnerships anymore now. My jailbird friends have told me to make you pant away morosely".
Now DM is losing his patience since his lapdog refuses to toe his line. He stands up and says loudly, "Bah! the eye of this needle is too small. I am too old to be threading a needle and sewing my own buttons. Eh Chokri, would you like to sew my kurta button for me?"
Santu: (sighing impatiently) Malik, why have you become so dense. All the the other members of the mansion have been provided with hideous, oversized glasses by Balaji Telefilms. Why did you not wait in line to get yours? The chalk powder in your hair is pathetic and erratic dont you see? Oh ya! i have made an appointment with the opthalmologist for a lasik procedure. Please submit your receipt for reimbursement to Champa. I will check the receipt and then release the payment".
DM stands there with his mouth open. Game Santu!
He decides to act tired to gain sympathy. He sits down suddenly and exhales loudly alerting Santu. "Tired! Sigh! What wouldnt i give for some chai now". He watches her for some change in stance. He then puts his right index finger on his right cheek.
Santu: Malik, i know they call you "Big B of the small screen", but there is no need to copy scenes from Big B's movies to impress me. I have grown up! Quit all these childish suggestions right now and grow up! We have a family to straighten.
DM: We also have a cricket team to build, in case you forgot the bird poo. Babies are not brought home by the stork anymore. I thought i tutored you a fair bit on that bundle of hay? Whats up?
Santu: Malik, i am not very sure i want to impart your Mahiyavanshi genes to my kids. Look at Mashbrain Kaddu, Wimp Hiten, Mad Maulik, Bumbling Birwa, the late Anarchist Arjan! I cant take such a big risk. Sorry, cricket team idea aborted! Anyway, i suppose you need some testosterone shots?😆 I think the sperm bank is a safer bet!
Game and set Santu! Santu walks out.
DM: I used to think that this girl needs a bit of spunk but she? "Badi hokar maal ban gayi" yaar! I have to change my plan!