Dacaar!!

wondering about the title? Over smartness, with a pinch of highly westernized language, tend to invention of such words. got it? Dafaq you did, exactly, i am talking about 'The car', not the hindi word for burp.

'babuji, main paise le aaya babuji...main paise le aya'
'bete in gale hue paison ki koi keemat nahi rhi ab'
Bhagayashree intervenes: 'babuji agar in paison ka koi mol nhi to duniya me kisi cheez ka koi mol nhi'

I was watching the exact same scene from 'maine pyar kiya' when my phone started ringing, bad omen.

'Buy a car'
'what the...'
'No seriously, see my father have two of them, and i have one for myself, so its obvious, just buy a car'
i thought about my second hand discover bike, how much pain and trauma i went through to buy it, it was my three months saving and four months jack denials behind those two wheels and now here is a girl asking me to buy a freaking car. calculations show for a second hand Santro it would be eleven months of saving and fourteen months of Jack denials on the stake, never, ever, ever...and ever.
'listen baby'
'dont baby me, do you want my father to agree for us or not?'
'i do..but'
'no but shut fut...just buy a car and on sunday come home only in a car, and yes, please dont buy a second hand one like that god forsaken bike of yours, for god sake'
brand new car? nineteen months of saving and twenty three months of jack denials.

'babuji main or paise le aunga babuji, mujhe ek or mauka dijiye, ek or mauka dijiye babuji, main vada karta hun ki iss baar note bheegenge nhi, note bheegenge nhi babuji' what an irony. i never thought a salman khan movie could be so damn realistic that i have to fight back my tears.

'I need a car' i said with a poker face. his face lit. budget, mileage, loan, model, leather seat, fully loaded all these terms started raining from his mouth, my mind was stuck only with word scheme. This one you can take it for three days and after that if you dont like just return back us. 'just return back...just return back...just return back' started playing in my mind.

I will take it, i mean i will try it' after few signatures here and there and some proofs of my address and identity here and there. i was riding a brand new honda city, with just one month of salary in deposit. heaven.

I came home and showed the key to my roommate and instead of just a happy smile he started laughing and pointed to the tv.

'what nonsense yaar, har cheez ki had hoti hai sameer. meri maan or vahan jake usko bol ki ye sab natak nhi chalega. are usne teri khuddari ko lalkara hai yaar. kya kar rha hai, mard ban, be a man'

Dil chahta hai. He switched off the tv and said, 'dude she said 'god forsaken' to your bike' and laughed again. well i was not really motivated but yes 'she insulted my bike' and yes, thats a big deal.

Sunday morning i was there in front of her house, in a brand new Honda city, well NO, on my God forsaken, second hand Bajaj Discover. In my hand there was no bucket of flowers but my four jack denials cost smartphone.

Her father opened the door. gave a rejection look to my bike and then to me. without any delay i handed my phone to him with a video playing.

'Sir main Kavya k liye better insaan baanna chahta hun'
'to fir cigarette kyun pita hai?'
'Sir main uske liye better insaan ban sakta hun, badal nhi sakta'

Humpty Sharma. After watching the clip, he looked up. And...

Disclaimer: Pardon me if you are not a Filmi buff...