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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Sharma Ji Ka Badla

Aaj, Municiplaity Nigam, ka naya-naya uadghatan tha. Sab, Newly Appointed Untrained Workers, ko muft mein, kulche chole khaane ko mile...Isiliye, Municipality Office ke bahar waale, 'Solo' Bathroom mein kaafi lambi line lagi thi..


"Hatiye - Hatiye...Raasta dijiye...V.I.P. bande, ko Municipality ka Bathroom todne ki choot, Juniors se pehle milti hai...Gadhe, hatne ko keh raha hun..Aur tu yahin, Phatna chahta hai...Aayie, Sharma Ji.."


Haal, hi mein bharti huye, Juniors ke beech kaafi khusar-pusar chal rahi thi.


"Bawa, yeh Sharma Ji kaun hain?"


"Beta, yeh Ghus lene waale, Municipality Karamchariyon ke liye ek, 'Legend' hain...Jab, yeh Municipality mein lage the..Tab ek, Kulche Waale ne, inhe, Jamalghote wala Kulcha khila diya tha...Ab, Sharma Ji ka Pressure ban gaya...Unhone aaw dekha na taav, jhatt se, Municipality ke Kude waale Dibbe, mein apna kriya karam kar diya...Phir, Sharma Ji ne pran liya ki, apni Fame waapis le kar hi chodenge..Sab se, pehle unhone ussi Kulche Waale ki Bathroom ki, Pipe tod di..Jab uske, Bathroom mein kaafi zada, Gand jama ho gaya toh, Double Paise le kar theek ki...Uske baad, Sharma Ji ki, Reign of Shame shuru huyi..Pehle, Sharma Ji, Priavate Clincon ke bahar ghumte rehte, Aur jab koi Beemar Mareej, Ulti kar deta..Toh ussi, Ulti ko Gift Wrap karate aur subah ko apne Doggy ke saath Morning Walk par aaye Vyakti ko thama deta..Ulti dekh kar, us bande ko bhi Ulti aa jaata..Itne hi, Time mein Sharma ji us ka Kutta utha le jaate, aur moti rakam enthte..Phir, kabhi sadak par, subah ke 3 baje hi, Naale waala Paani chidak dete, aur jab log aa kar complaint karte..Toh, Sharma Ji poora, Jackpot jeet jaate....."


Sharma Ji, ne Bathroom ka darwaza khola..Aur andar dekh kar behosh hote - hote bache.


Sharma Ji - Lagta hai yeh, Municipality waale, poora ka poora, Dinner yahin aa kar karte hain.


Sharma Ji, abhi apni Dincharya poori kar hi rahe the ki, Bazar mein ho - halla mach gaya.


"Bhaago! Maine galti se, Saand ko Kurkure khila diye hain.."


Log, aksar Cows ko, Grass khilate hain..Aur, yeh mahanubhav, ek Step aage jaana chah reh hain..Arey, Sharma ji zara darwaza kholiye..Nahi, Khol Sakte toh suniye..Saand apke, Bathroom ki aur hi aa raha hain..Aur, yeh huyi Takkar..


Sharma Ji - Bachao! Toilet mein, Bhukamp aa gaya hai.


Sab, Municipality Officers ne aa kar, Toilet ka darwaza khola.


"Yeh toh, Slumdog waala scene ho gaya."


Municipality Officers ki meeting bulayi gayi.


"Sharma Ji, Coma mein chale gaye hain..Hume, unka badla lena hi hoga..Yahan jo bhi, Untrained Juniors hain unko, Order milta hai ki woh, jald se jald, shehar ke sabhi, Bhainson ko Behosh kar yahan le aayein..Iss tarah se, Trainees ka, Test bhi ho jaayega aur..Hogi, Bhainson ki Neelami."


Untrained Juniors, Kurla ki Basti mein pahunche..jahan Yamunda, paas hi ke Park mein ghaas kha raha tha.


Yamunda - Tatti - Tatti, Ghaa teh, Thanda - Thanda Paani..Khaana - Peena, Khaa ke mainu yaad aa gayi meri nani.

"Pappe, Thok De Killa."

Pappe, ne Tranquilizer Gun, se Fire kiya..Par, kuch der baad bechara thak gaya.


Pappe - Yaar, Kambhakt par 10 darts fire karta hoon..Par uski, Poon hi nahi bolti.


Yamunda, ki Poon bol chukti thi..Aur, iska pata uske piche se aayi Gas se lag gaya tha. Untrained Juniors, se Yamunda ki, Methane Gas aur sunghi nahi gayi..Aur, Face Mask naa laane ke kaaran sab nikal gaye.....Idhar, Yamunda madmast huya apni nazarein, Basanti par tika chuka tha.


Yamunda - Basanti, main aa raha hun.


"Yamunda, Paagal Ho Gaya Hai Kya?"


Shankalu - Gadhe, mujhe chaat kar..tune mera dhram bhrasht kar diya..Aur toh, Aur meri Laal Chaddi bhi phatwa di..Guru, Bahar Niklo..Nahi, toh main basti waalon ko bata dunga ki tum saara time andar kya karte ho!


Gamraj - Oye, Kudiyan Nu Appan Chuck Deyange! Kya baat hai, Nangalu? Itna shor kyun macha rahe ho.


Shankalu - Apne, Suputar ko dekho..Apne, Daddy ke saamne khade hote huye bhi kya, Garden seench raha hai!


Yamunda, ka nishana iss baar theek laga tha, aur woh Basanti ko dekh, apni Poonch maar raha tha.


Yamunda - I Love You..Ruko, Abhi apne Father-In-Law se, tumhara Khur maangta hun..Hick...


Shankalu - Kutte, meri Basanti se door reh!


Gamraj - Shankalu yeh, Kutta nahi, Bhainsa hai..Lagta hai, Dildeep Singh ki Doga waali Art ka tumhe gehra sadma laga hai.


Yamunda - Gamraj Papa Ji, Main Basanti leni a..Hick..


Gamraj - Control your Feelings, Young Man......


Gamraj, apni baat poori bhi nahi kar paaya tha ki, Yamunda doosre Tabelon ki taraf chal pada.


"Eh, Nalaik, Eh Crack hai..Ehda, Nagraj Waala Thoda jeha Track hai..OOOOO...Balle - Balle. Shava..Balle - Balle, Shava..Eh Taan, Marjaana...Check This Out, YO...Saada Hai Nayenna...Nit Navin Bhains Fasaunda Hai...Balle - Balle, Shava."


"Gamraj, apne Bhainse ko sambhalo..Isne meri 12 Bhainson ko apni peeth par laad liya hai."


Lagta hai, Pattha Maal Iktha Kar Raha Hai!

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