….part II continues.
“Are you there Mr Maal-Le-Liya?”
“Aap hume sun skte hai? Aap kuch bolna chahte hai?”
“Yes, yes. I am here.” said Mr Maal-Le-Liya after a long pause, in a subdued tone.
“Where will I go. You need a bloody passport to go anywhere.”
“Do you guys know how to get a new pass
“Errr. No Sir.” said Dhruv. “But I guess Sabki-Le should know something. Afterall he owns an island!”
“No. No. I dont want to go to some random island. I want to go home.”
“Anyways. Can one of you send me a box of Black Dog. I am thirsty for ages now!”
“We were just waiting for last 3 months’ pay. Once that is credited we will surely make this arrangement.”
“Karodo rupaye nilami me kharch kar diya. Aur le kar aaye 100KWatt, Mera Sar, Stuart Little and pata nahi kaun kaun.” says Dhruv in slightly low but firm tone.
“Aur permanent players ke daane pani ka pata nahi hai.”
“Guys. I dont want to get into these useless discussions. As soon as I am back, I will settle everything and throw a big Calendar Party.”