Did everyone notice how happy Di was when she saw her Chotey having fun today? No? Oh wait...she wasn't. How nice of her to share in her brother's happiness. Oh, wait. She didn't. Whatay lovely sister.
So, we accomplished another rasam today. The tying of the dori. The hero staring at the heroine's back the way normal men stare at women's boobs. Only, our hero did it super-duper fast. Like efficiently. Over before we knew it. What the? Thoda aaram se karte. Thoda ruk ruk ke. Gives me a strange premonition everything will be fast with this dude...if you get my drift.
So, Shyam has been trying to bop his wife off since the last wedding...six months ago. How does he fail? Let me count the ways.
1). Scorpion-almost bit him instead.
2). Ether-evaporated or something like that
3). Car accident-injured her, but she is carrying the devil's spawn..it had taken firm root. Kuch nahin hua.
4). Poison in her medicine...how medieval. More importantly, what medicine? Also...does she not eat? All she does is take medicines and drink juice. Acidity ho jayegi.
5). Glass shards on the floor-I am going to go out on a limb here and predict that she ain't gonna die of stepping on a few shards of glass...if she does that.
6). Something with the wiring-no idea..lost in translation.
If I were him I'd buy a gun. Or hire Lallan back. At least.
Cheers!
Maxine