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The scene opens with the thud faint scene from yesterday - The Leg-O-Paro scene
Paro: What are you doing?
Rudra: Playing Leg-O Paro
Paro: What?
Rudra: You know Leg-O, you connect parts to make a shape.
Paro: Why are you on top of me?
Rudra: You were dreaming of bad consumashuns. so...I thot...connect..parts...err...
Paro: So? you get on top of me?
Rudra: hey listen lady, I don't make a hobby of it ok?
Paro: I am not playing Leg O Paro or Leg O Rudra, not even with your dandy pedicure. get off me, arrrghhh!
Doc: Aha! I see you decided to play doctor doctor, you horny man!!
Rudra: Stop it, doc! She was having a nightmare
Doc: Right, she was. Can't you see she is in pain?
Rudra: But I didn't do anything yet!!
Doc: Get off her, you randy man. Nurse, take care of her.
It takes our very imaginative writers to resort to the good old cliche of a Good South Indian Nurse's Great South Indian Accent stereotype to stir some humor.
VaijayanthiMala: Wokay sir. I vill doo yit.
Paro: what are you doing?
V: Saathi haath badhana
Paro: you dance? Where's Dilip Kumar. Hooo Man Dole mera than dole re...
VaijayanthiMala: No, No, byettii, I wonly do bad accent.
Paro: I see. How do I get out of here.
VaijayanthiMala: Listen Byetii. You must do Gana, then some Bajana
Without Gana, there is no Bajana
and without gana-bajana there is no power
without power, there is no passion
without passion, there is no sax
without sax, there is no consumashuns
Samajha?
Paro blinks: Do they teach you this in nursing school?
VaijayanthiMala: Yes, yes, Gana is verrry imbortant. please gana.
Paro starts singing her Bhajan, struggling to lipsynch with the very deep voice of a rajasthani singer.
Rudra: Yeh kya ho raha hai? Yahan koi Matha ka Jagratha nahi chal raha hai! This not Anoop Jalota's living room, this is a hospital
Paro: But she told me no gana, means no consumashuns
Yahan Bhi Aman (YBA): phbbttthhh. Sirji, the nurse is from south, you know south indian, those dingly-wingly weird looking people who call themselves indians and have funny accents. That. She doesn't know hindi.
Rudra: So? She is indian right.
YBA: yes, of course...I think. But see she says Gana for Khana, like I say Ingliss for English.
Rudra: oh?
YBA) Yes, just last week my bengali friend called me for Bhojan, i expected full dinner but it was Bhajan.
Rudra: I expect a point there somewhere soon...
YBA: yes yes,...i mean, Bhabhi acha gaathi hain
Rudra: Shut up! Shift me to another room. I couldn't have made that decision before because then I couldn't have delivered the Leg on Paro scene to the horny babes of India Forums. Besides I can't stand that song.
YBA: yes sir!
Doc comes back in the dark of night after his fancy dress Halloween party, dressed as a BSD officer. The receptionist or nurses do not suspect anything because they are used to it. Just last week, the doc waltzed in dressed as Rakhi Sawant and no one cared.
The doc injects Vicks cough syrup into the saline bottle. Of course, Rudra's telepathic abilities sense any man within a mile of Paro. Rudra knows Paro has the power of his saliva in her system, so he runs after the doc instead. The hospital hires luchay-lafangays and obviously have no information on the Doc, his address or phone number. Therefore, Rudra must nab him at all costs.
The doc escapes before delivering another stab wound to Rudra making Swiss cheese out of him. Laila will have to be paid overtime to mend all those holes because Paro is in no mood for consumashuns for a while.
I think Ranawat men overestimate their prowess and marry way beyond their league. Tanvir marries Kaki, who looks nothing short of a Wicked Witch with fangs. Dilsher marries some lissome babe, aka Thakurain, who elopes with another man on a permanent honeymoon.
We meet Kaki walking around her Masala Queen Empire, wearing the proverbial trousers and defiantly scratching her balls.
Mohini: Dilsher Naam kaafi nahi hai. Kabhi apnay aap ko dekha hai usnay? Aur tum? Tan-veer. Tumhari amma naam bada acha acha rakhthi thi.
Kaka: But Mohini, lets bring Rudra here.
Mohini: Dont you dare! Try it, and I will turn my entire mini-Masala cottage industry down on your head and rub it into places that don't see sunlight.
Kaka: Aiyeee. Ok, never mind I said that.
Tomorrow Paro escapes the hospital because she can no longer stand the smell of her dirty clothes.
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