Strangers In The Dark

Strangers In The Dark (Music: Dead already) V.O: Everything I love goes away…Everything I hate goes away…Everything that has got to do anything or might mean something to me goes away…and I am left with whatever I came onto this planet with… My ever lasting despair and misery which honestly is worth nothing…. Today has been one of the worst days of my life… I lost everything …! I have even lost my faith in god, infact I no longer believe that he exist.. G:(Addressing to god)… But if you wish to make it up to me now please don’t send anymore trouble… please… A girl comes screaming. M: wait wait please...Hello… please just one sec… (Guys see to the sky in contempt…) G: you know what you stink… M: sorry..! You said anything? (He doesn’t responds) (The girl smells herself) Music fade: dead already… pause for 2 sec) Music starts: lift I … lift 2… lift 3… (Music stops abruptly & lights off abruptly with a noise) (Scene 1) M: Hey what did you just do? (He doesn’t replies) M: what the hell did you just do? (Music begins again: dead already) G: Nothing! M: You son of a …. G: I am sorry…! M: you just…. You just pinched me. What the hell do you think you were doing? G: please naaraz mat hoyiye....i can explain…. M: okay.. give it a shot.. main bhi to dekho how does one explain something like this… G: main aaj kaafi depressed hun … M: depressed ho to kuch bhi karoge kya… G: aap meri poori baat to sun lijea.. M: baaki ki baat police ko sunana Mr… main tumhare jasie sadakchap ladko ko achchi tarah janti hun.. G: main koi sadakchap ladka nahin hun… infact hum bade khandani log hain.. M: who to harkaton se dikh hi raha hai.. G: …aap galat samajh rahi hain….Main to bas check kar raha tha ki main lift me akela to nahin… (Lights on) (Music gradually fades)

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M: ohh spare me please…. … I was just checking …. .jesus Christ … munh pe jhoonth bol rahe ho…tumhare saamne nahin chadhi thi kya lift mein…. Aakhen kuch kamjor hian kya tumhari..? G: (chashma utarke clean karte hue) Ji haan meri aankhen kamjor hai… Aur yeh bhi sahi hai ki aap mere saamne hi chadhi thi par mujhe laga ki shayyad aapko andar aate dekhne mera bhram hoga…. M: jab police ulta latka ke dando se sikai karegi naa tab saare bhram door ho jaenge bachchu G: Police…dekhiye thullon ko abhi scene se out rakhte hai… thik hai… Bat darasal yeh hai ki mere saath aksar aisa hota hai… M: Kya hota hai… G: jab main pareshan hota hun to I …. I ….hallucinate… mujhe jo nahin hota who bhi dikhta hia… aur jo hota hai who bhi dikhta hai….. isliye I think ki I got confused… M: Apni yeh sab psycho crap theories police ko batana you …. G: Dekhiye aap please thoda adab se pesh aayiye…main pyyar se farma raha hun to aap to sar pe hi chadhi jaa rahi hain... aap please apni jaban ko thodi si naa.. lagam dijea…okay… M: (can’t believe the guy’s audacity) aren’t you ashamed at all…. Tumhe ratti bhar bhi sharam hai ki nahin…. G: Sharam shayyad aapko nahin hai …. Jo bina kuch jane ek sharif naujawan par lanchan pe lanchan lagaae jaa rahi hai… M: Hey you know what... Enough…. you say one more word and I will … I will…knock you down… G: Aap mujhe chooke to dekhiye mera bhi haath uth jaega… aap janti nahin ki mere dad yahan ke DIG hain.. aur agar unhe is baat ka pata chal to lashon ked her bich jaenge.. M: How dare you? G: Chup rahiye…aap M: kyon chilla rahe ho..? G: Main nahin chilla raha hun.. Aapke upar ke male me kya short circuit ho gaya hai…jo itni si baat dimag me nahin gus rahi hai…. Raat ka ek baj raha hai.. Peechle 15 saal se thik thak chal rahi lift achchank se 23 ve male par aake dum tod deti hai…. andhera ho jata hai...aap ek anjaan aadmi ke saath kaid ho jaati hain..…. Aur aap hai ki itna sab kuch hone ke baad chillati bhi nahin hain..Ladkiyan bhala andhere aur cockroach ko dekhke naa chillayen... Aisa to ho hi nahin sakta..! isliye mujhe laga ki aapko andar aate dekhna mera bhram hoga.. M: That’s the biggest piece of bullshit I have ever laid my ears too..… M: kis jaamne me jee rahe hai aap…you ignorant jerk…. H: agar ladkiyon ki fitrat aur mizaz jaamana ke saath badalte naa miss to who aisi nahin hoti M: kaisi nahin hoti…? G: jaisi ki aap hain… M: main kaisi hun..? G: instinctive aur unreasonable aur insensitive aur saari qualities ke aage “in” or “un” laga lijea.. khud samajh jaengi.. M: (ladki gets a lill angry) Ae mr.. Agar tumne ab apna ek aur expert opinion diya naa to main is safety pin se tumhara Chehera bigad dungi…. G: (laden with sarcasm) aapko to Kisi teivision soap me vilian dorani ya jethani ke role me hona chahiye tha…Aap ekdum fit baithti…. M: (She actually leans forward with the safety pin) shut up... Will you..! G: dekhye mere dad yahan dilli ke DIG hain.. aur agar unhe is baat ka pata chal to lashon ked her bich jaenge…koon ki nadiyan bah jaengi… (Some quiet moments) M: Kitni bhi koshish kar lo...… Complaint to tumhari ho ke hi rahegi…! 2

G: Aap abhi bhi mera vishwas nahin kar rahi hai naa…. Aap zaraa khud soch ke dekhiye ki agar mujhe aapka fayada hi uthana hota to who to main ab bhi utha sakta hun… M: how dare you..? G: par amine aisa kiya?? .. Nahin naa…. Janti hai kyon.. kyonki main ek sharif ladka hun.. Aur sharif ladkon s eaisi harkatein sirf anjaane me hi ho sakti hai.. Jaisa ki hua bhi… (Music begins: Weirdest home videos) M :( ladki thoda soch ke) jab tumhare dad DIG hai to tum itna darr kyon rahe ho.. G: kyonki mere dad DIG nahin dentist hai.. Aur agar unhe is tarah ki koi shikayat mili to who mere saare daanth tod denge… M: to tumne mujhse jhoonth bola… G: (nodds) ji M: kyon..? G: (in a innocent and adorable tone) kyonki police hamesha ladkiyon ki baat sunti hai.. Isliye... M: (she can’t resist her smile) M: Are you sure ki who anjaane me hua…! G: (nodds shyly) M: thik hai…. Main complain nahin karoongi…. G: thanks.. (Lights off) Voice over: So, this is how we first met! Now I will be honest with you here. I am one of the most stupid and crazy guys you will ever see. Try asking any girl and she would testify.. If you have had a low opinion about anybody, I am sure I can beat him. You know I am that kind of a guy! But despite that I never lost hope … you know why..? Because I heard someone say that every dog has its day… So what I was doing was just biding my time and. You know… waiting for my day to come along. (Lights on) (Goldy lights his cigarette) M: what are you doing….? G: ciggerete pee raha hun… M: yahan par ciggerete peena allowed naih hai.. G: who rules tabhie tak lagu hote hai jab tak lift kaam kar rahi hoti hai… Band lift me koi rules nahin hote…. (The girl doesn’t say anything and when goldy takes in the first puff he coughs…) M: (knows that he is smoking for the first time) G: kabhie Kabhie hota hai… M: haan pahli baar peete hai to aksar hota hai… G: Main pahli baar nahin pee raha hun... (Coughs again) M: ya…I can see that… (He takes one more puff and coughs again….) M: mujhe lagta hai ki aapko yeh bujha hi deni chayiye… shayyad aaj suit nahin kar rahi hai aapko… 3

G: (feels thouroughly embarrassed) (He extinguishes his cigarette and keeps the rest half inside the pack…) M: thanks…. Listen I am sorry … main shayyad kuch jyyada hi bol gayi… G: you should be! (Just at the moment his phone rings) (From the other side of the phone) O: Raat ke 11 baje kahan bhajiya tal rahe ho be? G: Main ghar me baith ke T.V dekh raha hun.. O: achcha…..kaunsa channel ….? G: Discovery channel.. O: achcha…kaunsa program..? G: Medical detectives.. O: Actually yaar baat kuch aisi thi ki…main bhi tere hi ghar me tere hi sofe pe baith ke wahi channel dekh raha tha… to kya tu batane ka kast karega ki tu is waqt kahan hai… G: Main…main yaar… ek ek …. Ke saath hun…. O: Abe par tum ho kahan..? G: lift mein…! O: tum yaar pahunchi hui hasti nikle…. Sale lift me hi… G: pagal ho Gaya kya….lift khud hi atak gayi hai… O: abe bhagwan sab kuch soch ke karta hai… aaj mauka mat ganwana.. G: nahin main basketball match me nahin aa paonga… O: or saare gurumantra yaad naa… ek, bakbak karte raho, 2, sawaal poochte raho, 3, don’t worry about failure because there are just too many fishes in the pond… G: thanks for reminding buddy…par my knees really really hurt… O: sale… chal good luck…enjoy.. teri treat due rahi… (Keeps the phone) G: jaise tere good luck kahne se meri kismat badal jaegi..! M: Kaafi achcha jhooth bol lete ho… G: mere knees me wakai dard rahta hai… (Shams pain and sits) ohh phir se shuru ho gaya… ab mujhe baithna padega… aur waise bhi mujhe appna weekend woh stupid game khelke barbaad nahin karna tha.. M: stupid game! (Silence for 2 sec) V.O: bak bak karte raho…! G: haan stupid game … kyonki agar tum dhyan se dekho to ho kya raha hi.. 10 pagal log ball be peeche lad rahe hain… use ek basket me daalne ki koshish kar rahe hain…. Who ball dalte hia.. ball bahr aa jati hai.. who phir daalte hia… ball phir bahar aa jati hai.. who daalte rahte ahi aur ball bahr aati rahti hai… aur milta kya hai… kuch points….. to essentially kuch ho hi nahin raha hai… I can’t waste my time for such a inconsequential game..jahan par only thing that you get are some points …. M: aise to har game hi pointless hai G: haan to maine kab mana kiya… M: aise to sab kuch hi pointless hai G: haan to maine kab mana kiya… M: tumhara upar ka screw thoda sa dheela hai.. G: haan to maine kab mana kiya… 4

(The girl smiles) (Pause) M: you know ab mujhe tumhari hallucinations wali baat pe vishwas hone laga hai… kyonki tum vakai me kaafi ajeeb ho.. G: dekhiye mujhe ajnabiyon se apni taarif sunne ki aadat nahin hai… (The girl gives him a look) (Some silence of about 4 seconds) M: yeh lift kab tak thik hogi… G: (like a total freak) yeh to lift se hi poochna padega… lift lift.. tum kab thik hogi… achcha jab light aayegi… aur light kab aayegi… ohh.. tumhe nahin pata… light se poochna padega…( to her) lift ko pata nahin..light se poochna padega….. pooch lo maloom pad jae to bata dena… M: you think you are too god damn smart… G: yes.. M: Shakal dekhi hai kabhie aayine mein..? G: kyon… smart hone ke liye sundar hona jarrori hai kya..! M: (doesn’t have an answer to this) G: (rivaldo’s brief monologue while eating chocolate) (The girl thinks for about 7 to 8 seconds) M: What’s your name…? G: Ladies first! M: Meena kumari……aur tumhara… G: Rajesh khanna M: Are tumhe mazak lag raha hai… G: Nahin mazak kyon lagega.. tum to sach me preindependence era me paida hui thi.. M: Main nahin hue thi mere dadji hue the… aur unhe meenakumari bahut pasand thi isliye G: thi matlab…. Ab koi Aur hai kya..? M: hmm.. G: kaun..? M: mallika sherawat.. G: bade rangin mizaz ke laget hai tumhare dadaji… G: I am harry! M: Seriously… G: Mera naam tumhe mazak lag raha hai… M: jante ho mere doggy ka naam bhi yahi hai… G: Interesting coincidence.. M: yups…interesting coincidence… M: (pause for 2 sec) M: hey Tumhe kheer pasand hai?? G: Haan kyon…? M: usko bhi bahut pasand hai..! G: Tum kahna kya chahti ho…? M: Kuch nahin yahi ki…. Aur boiled eggs.. … G: (he just smiles in embarrasement and then lies..) nahin… I hate yoghurt. M: You must be kidding me…even he hates yoghurt..You both are so same….jab mian yeh baat goldy ko bataungi to who kitna khush hoga….he will be delighted…… hey what’s your date of birth..?. G: (trying to come up with some date) 5

M: 29th march..????? (Ladke la munh surprise me khula rah jata hai) M: God… this is something….. Unbelievable….tum aur harry kitne same ho… V.O: kismat kharab thi … bad luck maan ke jeeta raha.. par bhagwan date of birth to kam se kam thik de dete.. G: kaun harry?? M: mera doggy… G: Mera naam hari hai… M: mujhe laga harry hai! G: hari… M: nice name… (Lights off) V.O: That was the first time I had a genuine conversation with a girl… it wasn’t particularly stimulating… neither intellectually nor emotionally …but it was good enough to kill time… and that’s what we had to do there inside the lift… Kill time... (Lights on) G: mummy chhati hain ki main surgeon banu? M: aur papa kya chahte hain? G: papa… mummy ko chahte hain.. M: Aur tum kaya chahte ho..? G: Chahta to bahut kuch hun.. par shayyad yeh nahin janta ki precisely kya chahta hun… G: what about you……. Tumhare kya plans hai? M: I want to be a painter…. G: risky profession hai?? M: Risky…? G: Hmm risky… jaan ka khatra hai..! M: Painting me jaan ka khatra…??? G: Hmm… M.F Hussain ke alawa sab hi to bhooke mar rahe hain… M: Itne bure haal bhi nahin hai….. aur agar by chance painting me guzara nahin hota to writer ban jaongi… G: Writer….?? Tum likhti bhi ho.. M: Haan… G: kya likhti ho? M: Sad stories about sad people…. And their pathetic dreams….and their scary hallucinations.. G: Bade rahisi shauk pal rakhhe hai bhai… writing, painting…! Farz karo kit um writer bhi nahin ban pati to.. M: to television actress ban jaongi… G: Aur agar wahan bhi daal nahin gali to… M: kitne pessimistic ho tum… aisi naubat nahin aayegi… G: kyon tumhare dadaji kisi producer ko hi jante hai kya? M: nahin… G: phir…kasie? M: are in television they take just anybody.....look around…. Stupid actors… they act funny… they talk funny... They look funny… I mean… G: Even you look funny…. 6

M: What…$%^&* G: I meant it as a compliment! M: it is not a compliment… G: I know, mujhe kahne ke baad realize hua M: You think you are too goddamn smart.. Haan? V.O: yes bolunga to overconfident lagunga.. No bolunga to low in confidence lagunga…kya bolu..? G: No… V.O: its better to play safe… M: the girl smiles.. (Some silence) M: tumhara favorite actor kaun hai? G: Akshay kumar..Aur.. Tumhara? M: The one and only devanand… G: aur aaj kal ke naujawano mein.. M: Devanand ke aage sab phus hai… G: Naam meena kuamri…. Fav. Actor devanand….. Favorite car kaunsi hai… ambassador..! M: Ferrari… G: ofcourse… Tumhe pata hai ki ek stage aati hai jab aadmi ko retire ho jjaan chahiye… M: To.. G: Par yeh baat tumhare devanand sahib ko samajh kyon nahin aati? Abhi tak sadi sadi filmein banana me lage hue hain…kabhie kabhie to sochta hun ki devanand ki films kaun finanace karta hai! M: Who khud…! G: Aur dekhta kaun hai..?.... who bhi khud hi karte honge…. Khud banate hai aur khud hi dekhte hai… (The girl does what they are supposed to do and after some silence) M: Bahut bhookh lagi hai… tumhare pass kuch khane ke liye hai.. G: chocolates hain…chahiye….( he starts to take out chocolates from his bag, jisme se bahut saari nikalti hai..) M: itni saari chocolates…! G: hmm mall me padi hui thi utha laya.. M: khaiart me baant rahe the kya? G: bant nahin rahe the padi hui thi…. M: Matlab tum chori kar ke laye? G: technically haan.. par morally nahin… Mall itna bada .. camera ek… lawaris padi hui thi.. main utha laya.. M: you know this is not cool! G: chahiye to bolo.. M: Main chori ki chocolates nahin khati… G: thik hai to yeh wali le lo.. yeh chori ki nahin hai… Kya hai naa… khali haath andar jao.. aur khali haath bahar aao… to unhe shak ho jata hai… isliye yeh ek kharid laya… M: Kya guarantee hai ki tum sach bol rahe ho… G: Khud dekh lo… Iska barcode salammat hai… M: (takes a bar) you are unbelievable…tum nahin khaoge.. G: Nahin main wahan already pet bhar ke aaya hun.. M: wahin mall ke andar… G: Haan wahan toilet me baithke…. 7

M: (makes a face) you are disgusting… G: I know I am interesting… M: I said disgusting… G: sounds the same….Disgusting..Interesting….fascinating…intriguing… (She interrupts.. M: stop hallucinating… M: do you have a gf? V.O: the only question which I hate answering! G: kya…? M: do you have a gf? G: my friend has one..! G: Yeh tumhara boyfriend kya karta hai… M: tumhe kasie pata ki mera boyfriend hai… G: aajkal har kisi ke bf aur gf hote hai.. M: tumhara to nahin hai… G: I know… ab jale par namak mat chidko and tell me ki tumhara bf kya karta hai..? M: Oh he is a very intelligent clinical psychiatrist! G: Psychiatrist aur intelligent …. Interesting combination… M: he is Very smart.. you know kitni baar uske interviews doordarshan par aa chuke hain… G: Doordarshan dekhta kaun hai…! M: Kya kaha… G: great….great.. …mera ek dost bhi doordarshan par kafi baar aata jaata rahta hia…. Bouvnita quiz mein…. M: who to zee T.V par aata hai…? G: Zee t.V pe... Mere T.V pe to Doordarshan likhha hua aata hai..! M: tum sahi kahte the… tumhe who bhi dikhta hia jo nahin hota… I think you should meet my bf…. Shayyad who tumhari help kar paye…. (Lights off) (Phone calls in dark) (Guy calling his friend) G: Abe siddharta.. bhaiya hame badhai do..! S: Badhai ho…chal bye .. bahut kaam hai.. G: Abe poochega nahin ki kya hua.. S: kya hua..? G: Teri hone wali bhabhi apne present boyfriend se mila rahi hai…. The girl calling to her bf.. M: Hi neal .. Yaar kal maine us lift wale ladke ko milne bulaya hai.. P : Thik hai… bye.. M: Are suno to.. P: Jaldi bolo.. M: Kal us itna demoralize kar do ki bas uski chutti ho jae… bahut dimag chalta ahi uska P: Maazra kya hai… tumhe to yeh ladka kaafi interesting laga tha.. phir tum aisa kyon… Cut to: goldy and his friend… 8

S: aur tujhe lagta hia ki tu aisa kar paega… G: Fikra not mere dost…tu janta hai ki main trouble create karne ke maamle me kitna creative hun… Cut To…. P: Are you sure you want to do it..? M: Yes… demoralize him… make him feel terrible about himself…I want to see him totally naked P: Kya bol rahi ho..? M: I meant. Emotionally naked! (Lights on) (MUSIC: GOOD BAD UGLY MAIN THEME) G: I am sorry .. aapko aaye hue.. jyaada der to nahin hui naa.. P: nahin bas 10 minute pahle hi to aaye hain.. G: really! V.O: abhi ek ghante se to main hi dekh raha hunt um logo ko idhar baithe hue.. G: hi I am …..(Forgets his name) kya tha…. hari P: Aapka naam bhi harry hai… G: harry nahin hari.. Hari.. H A R I.. V.O: they say that the greatest element of attack is the element of surprise…. Isliye Maine uske Bf ko koi mauka nahin diya…. I just caught him off guard) (Music starts: Choking the bishop) G: So when do we start? P: jab aap karma chahe.. G: Abhi? P: okay.. G: you know main kaafi dino se thik se so nahin paa raha hun P: aap kaafi dino se so kyon nahin paa rahe hain…?? G: raat bhar bure sapne aate hain P: Bure sapne...kis tarah ke bure sapney G: machliyon ke sapney…Fish dreams…! P: Fish Dreams..! very fishy! G: ya…I see fish in my dreams… P: kya tumhe fishes naapasand hain? I mean do you have some sort of fish envy..? G: No infact I like fish... P: interesting..! So what happens in the dream…? I mean why it is repulsive then..? G: because I am kissing the fishes in my dream..! P: (sees meena and laughs) he really has a weird sense of humor…. G: (looks straights into his eye) P: what do you do? G: kiss fishes.. doc.. P: are you sure they are fishes.. and not something else G: I am sure…. P: How can you be so sure? G: I am sure because I see them with my “eyes closed” every night in my dreams..! P: (almost in disbelief) okay… so what kind of fishes do you….(G interrupts) 9

G: all kind of fishes…! P: okay is there some fish u can name for me who appears regularly in your dreams… G: you mean most frequently…? P: (nods) Yeah! G: sharks…! P: (almost jumps of his seat) Sharks..? G: (continues) and blue Whales..! P: sharks and blue whales u said they were fishes. Not whales! Jesus Christ…. Must be really scary..! G: not as scary as an octopus…! P: you kissed an octopus too..? P: Are you sure it exactly happens the way you are explaining it to me..? G: No… I might not be hundred percent correct….because it happens deep inside the ocean where it is very dark… P: so do you see any other species apart from sharks and octopuses ..? G: no..!! yes yes. P: ok. Whats it? G: a porcupine P: now what do u do with a porcupine – do u kiss them too. G: oh no doc. They are quietly sleeping beside me. P: ok. And then what. G: I wake up. How can one sleep with a porcupine? P: ( is taken aback) this calls for a coffee…. Meena do you mind..! (vipul’s dialogues) P: So how long have these bizarre dreams been troubling you..? G: about 2 weeks… P: anything unpleasant happened to you 2 weeks before…. I mean something which was depressing and disturbing for you..? G: nothing that I can remember apart from meeting meena.. P: and you think it’s because of that! G: I don’t know.. that’s for you to find out… .. P: he is speechless…. G: (adds a pinch of salt to his wound) isn’t it… P: yes… let’s meet tomorrow and I’ll see what I can do… G: okay thanks for your time… and now if you would please allow me to… M: Are abhi abhi to aaye ho… itne main tum dono ke liye kuch coffe lati hun.. Tum yeh Neal ki paintaings dekho…. G: It's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! You painted this… P: It’s what..? G: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious…. It’s an adjective.. Shakespeare used it often…. P: yes… in Macbeth…I read it too..! V.O: ullu ke paththe jab maine hi nahin padha to tune kahan se padh liya..! G: Kab se kar bana rahe ho ……logo ko….. mera matlab in logo ko..? P: bachpan se… G: to aapka fav. Painter kaun hai..? P: Picaso... Aur Michelangelo…. Leonardo di caprio.. G: da vinci.. P: actually leanardo di caprio was also a painter in titanic…he paintes kate winslet…. 10

G: I also saw that… G: So tell me dost..… ye art kya hoti hai.. main aaj tak nahin samajh paya hun… par ek observation aapki attention me bring karma chahunga ki hamesha… hamesha to nahin.. aksar aisa dekhen me aaya hai mere ki jin jin kalakritiyon me striyan ya prurush ardh ya phir poorntah nagn hote hai woh generally art kahlati hai…so kya yeh kahna galat hoga ki art is synonymous to nudity.. P: ji…ya research is still going on that but… kuch had tak aap aisa kah sakte hai.. G: aapne aisi kisi art ko janam diya hai.. Lights off V.O: mujhe ghar aake realize hua ki maine uske bf ke saath kaafi jyaati ki… isliye…. (Lights on) (Inside the lift) G: I am sorry! M: Don’t be.. I was expecting that much decency from you.. G: You were! M: Haan… G: Main tumhare liye kuch laya hun… (Gives her the cactus) M: Cactus…. Phool nahin mile kya? G: Mil rahe the par mujhe laga ki tumhe shayyad cactus jyyada pasand aayega…? M: Kyon.. Cactus me aisa kya hai jo phool me nahin hai? G: Kaante…. G: tumne dil to pagal hai dekhi hai..? M: haan kyon..? G: so do you believe in the theory that for everyone there is one and only one perfect someone… M: haan.. G: … have you ever wondered about the odds of two such people meeting.. M: very slim… G: Technically..1 in 6 billion…!!! M: right… G: …an airplane has a better chance of crashing in Mid air than that… You have a better chance of becoming Bihar’s chief minister…you have a better chance of winning a lottery ticket….. jayalalalita has a beet chance of completing a marathon…but 1 in 6 billion is terrible.. M: But why are you telling me all this… G: you are such a cheery and fun girl.. I think you deserve better… M: (She now gets where he is aiming at) Like who…? G: like someone who matches your temperament… M: and where would I find that someone.. G: anywhere… airport, petrol pump, cinema hall, shopping mall. Police station.. rooftop, stairs.. lift… lift.. or you know anywhere.. M: I think I know what you are saying…. But I am sorry! V.O: (So what I eventually got was a one line rejection statement to the proposal that I was practicing since i entered puberty...) G: do you want to reconsider! 11

(The girl smiles) M: why should i? G: Because I am better..! M: Prove it! G: Can’t u see that… M: … please help me see that you are better… G: ….i am better … kyonki I belong to a rare class of men.. M: okay.. what else? G: and my kind of men are fastly facing extinction.. M: and how is that.. G: because I am 22 years old… M: And that make you a rare species endangered with extinction… G: No… the fact that I am 22 old and still a virgin make me one… M: that’s nothing to be proud of… G: yes, I realized it after I said it.. (Music begins: dead already) V.O: everything I love goes away…. Everything I hate goes away….everything that has got to do anything or might mean something to me goes away and I am left with an unanswered question always… that what is a guy supposed to do when the women he loves is already in love.. Today has been one of the worst days of my life …. (a girl comes running and enters the lift) G: ( god ko dekhke) Oh God! I love you.., I really love you! B: u said anything..! G: (looks at her) (Lights off)

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