Confused? Let's help the CV's!

There is enough talent on this forum for the following to occur:

Someone rewrites Trishna to become the next Indian Idol. (Comedic dance routine.) Her ambitions fulfilled, she realises her true life's calling was not acting after all, but family therapy. She immediately enrolls in a masters program, leaving her bitter memories of chawl life behind (after Malik has handled her tuition bill.)

Radha and the Bhattias become reality telly stars - who will volunteer to write that track? Under the beetle-browed glare of a take-no-prisoners interviewer, they reveal the skeletons in their closet and become the poster children for family healing. Kukku, in a moment of back-lit revelation, flings his sharab bottal into the wings and declares his emancipation from RK's support - he has a start-up idea for a call center...Kukku's Kamal Kall Karnewallas - exclusively handling the gunda trade. Business booms and Dips and Sikky become sub-managers. Radha can finally relax in their new down-scaled flat knowing that her family is at peace...

Except that (new writing team please...pull off your ninja gloves and belly up to the bar here, please, volunteers)...Madhu and RK are still trapped in their bleak world of indecision. They love each other, yes, but...do they? Yes. No. Wait...whom do they love, anyway? How many of them are there? Three? Eleven? Doesn't matter...RK, who moonlights as mild-mannered Rishabh at the local cafe, retains his superstar status through a complex series of maneuvers on the part of the faithul Bittuji, who manages to give the superstar's dates for shootings only on days when he is actually RK. On those off days and weekends when he is Rishabh, Bittuji maintains the convenient fiction that his chief is out of town scouting locations. Madhu, paralysed by the loss of her saasurmaa, doesn't remember how to talk to anyone else and ends up, in a cruel twist of fate, in Trishna's clinic on a bad day.

There is a leap of (ninja choice here - two? three? twenty?) years. There are babies, lost havelis, dream sequences and, of course, the inevitable lost memory track. Padmini, unable to distinguish anymore between the virtuous Malik and the horrid Balraj, has gone in despair to live with Malik's sister's cousin's aunty's friend of a friend. No one can find her, but that is all right because no one can find Roma either, and no one seems to take much notice. After trying to kill each other several times unsuccessfully (ice daggers, stolen bandooks, misconceived poisonings, etc.) Malik and Balraj join forces to promote new acting talent. Their first big success is, of course...

Bittuji! Who becomes a breakout bhangra star to help support Madhu and Rk's child, whom they have kindly names after him (Bittuji Kundra. his baby clothes are, of course, aquamarine chiffon.)

There. I feel better now. These ninja clothes just buck one up, what can I say?

Anyone with me?

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***"You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul." ~Julie de Lespinasse ***

Me too, I couldn't stop myself at the baby's name. Of all names, Bittuji Kundra 🤣 🤣🤣🤣

Waise, the whole post was hilarious. With Kuku becoming the sharif insaan and opening his call center and his son and DIL becoming such imaandaar workers.

Bhakti, you showed us, what we can achieve if we dare to dream!! 🤣

🤣 Absolutely loved it👏