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St Mangos
We open with RK thrashing on his pillow, with his biwi caressing his brow. His hair shows remarkable buoyancy for someone who's been through the gates of hell. They must have a beauty salon with an express service just like St Mangos, I guess.
Madhu continues to take advantage of her tossing husband until he wakes up, sees her face and pushes her away. Then he tries to get up, she dissuades him and he collapses once again while holding her bangle-clad wrist. The One ring that binds them all has returned. Sigh. Eveil Vahbiz! Even so, that hypnosis is really working, Madhubala. Be sure to pass me the link to the website, pls.
Morning.
Bittu has just returned after performing a sultry cabaret in a black polka-dotted see-through shirt. Everybody from Azzedine Alaia to Zac Posen commit collective harakiri because no fashion moment can ever top this. Ever.
Bittu is reassured by a passing doctor that his chief is all better now.
Madhu, who has now changed, enters RK's room to find that he has regained consciousness. Let us not ask why he was left alone during all this. She goes all filmy on him, making fun of his filmy recovery. She shows him the bouquets and cards and gifts from his fans and the newspaper headlines. And it is all true. The whole room is littered with flowers, including all the medical equipment. Because who needs the videshi machines when they have their very own sati mata Madhubala on call? In fact, who needs hospitals when we have temples?
RK is unmoved by Madhu's impersonation of Geet. He insists on finding out what happened the previous night. His hair looks limp and lifeless. (Missing that vim that near death gives you? Visit Satan Sassoon! Or Tartarus and Charon! Hair-raising since, well, forever! We redefine hair's breadth!)
RK asks: Biwi did you cross the pillow-rekha? Biwi denies taking advantage of his unconscious state. She says that he slept soundly, as did she. But once again the autosuggestion kicks in and RK grabs her wrist! This stuff is good! He discovers that the texture is all wrong... Where are the clanky bangles of a karvachauth karan johar extravaganza? He collapses. Madhu escapes, gales of wind blow. It must be all that air the ventilator was pumping yesterday escaping all at once. Or Vader's starship attaining warp speed.
But none of this matters because MB IS IN LURVELY LURVELY LUUURVE!!!!!We know this because a new patented love song plays as she gazes at hot hubby through the porthole in the door.
And then her mum appears. With more prasad. Oh. Dear. GOD!!!! Stop this please. She too wants to devify MB. But MB plays devil's advocate and posits that it may be said that she is the cause of Rk's emergency appointment with the hair dressers of hell's gate.
Deeplali, Bittuji and Radhaji appear. Radhaji starts sobbing at the sight of her son's limp hair. REally, quality hair care is so hard to get! Radhaji wants to devify MB too. They should just hand MB the plaque and be done with it. Honestly!
M says that she doesn't really want RK to know that her platelets have been cuddling with his all night long. Deeplali overhears this and as our first major CCC of the episode ( clunky clunkiness of clunkdonia) strikes and the doctors calls MB, Bittuji and Radhaji to discuss RK's recovery, D plotifies.
And CCC attacks again as she steals some supplies from a convenient medical trolley.
D enters RK's room and wakes him. It's a shame Vader has left, or else there would have been a mind choke right about now.
RK tries to prevent D from assaulting him. And gets in more zingers than Obama v Romney today. I love me some acerbic RK. His wit is completely unhurt by the passage through the unknown, you will be pleased to know. VD played this deadpan and low energy. Well done, VD. Let me lick, I mean, LIKE you. Damn these sapient typos!
D displays some quality bad histrionics and says that it is she who gave her blood to RK! RK ponders. And remembers that D's blood group is entirely different to his.
precap
Looks a right good one! RK confesses his affair with Deeplali to MB. Expect a grade A bitch-slapping, RK style. I lllike it!
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