Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla: Promo

Hawas ki Pujarin aur Kaatil Chammakchhalo ki aapar safalta ke baad. Dil dahla dene wali Gopal Godbole ki 13vi film.....

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Sweety Gupta ka lajawaab husn, Pankaj Godbole ki pahli film, Babloo Kumar Chaturvedi ki romanchak kahani, Salim Kanpuriya ke sanwad, Pandit Jasraj(tritiya) ka madhur sangeet aur mahaan actor Natthulal Marandi ka shaandar abhinay....

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Dhamakedaar action se bharpoor....

Sonu: Tuney Pinki ka balatkaar kaise kiya, Kaminey?

Villain: Jaise filmon mein karte hain. Tera kar ke dikahun?

Sonu: Kamineeeeey....

Sonu punches and kicks.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Pyar bhara romance...

Sonu: Pinki. Aaj hamari pahli suhaagraat hai. Isse pahle ki main kaam pe lag jaun, tumhe kuchh kahna hai?

Pinki: Han Sonu, Main tumhare bachhe ki maa banne wali hun.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Dil dhadkanewala suspance....

Inspector: Iska matlab kaatil raat ke 10 se 10.30 baje ke beech ghar pe ghusa, aur Mr. Sharma pe goli chala di.

Sub-Inspector: Goli zaroor peeche se chali hogi. Dekhiye, lash ki peeth par goli ka nishaan hai.

Inspector: Aur zaroor kaatil ne pistol ka istemaal kiya hoga. Wahi pistol jo lash ke paas padi huyi hai.

Sub-inspector: Han, ho sakta hai.

Inspector: Aur kaatil zaroor Gujrati tha.

Sub-Inspector: Yeh aap kaise kah sakte hain, Inspector sahab?

Inspector: Pistol ki 1 goli chalane ke baad woh baaki 5 chura ke bhag gaya. Itna kanjoos toh bas koi gujrati hi ho sakta hai.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Chatpati Comedy....

Puchku: Meri mummy mein na chudail aa gayi hai.

Bunty: Meri mummy toh pahle se hi hai.

Bholu: Meri mummy Rakhi Sawant hai.

Puchku and Bunty run away screaming.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Darawna (Ramsey jitna) horror...

Pinki(in a harsh chudail voice): Mera naam Chaalu Chudail hai. Main tujhe kachha kha jaungi. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Bholu: Meri mummy Rakhi Sawant hai.

Pinki runs away screaming.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Total emotion...

Sonu: Pinki, kya tumne machhi khai?

Pinki: Nahi, Sonu. Tum jante ho ki main veg. hun.

Sonu: Sach sach batao Pinki.

Pinki: Nahi, nahi.

Sonu: Sach kaho, Pinki. Sach. Sach.

Pinki: Han. Han. Han. Sonu. (crying) Maine machhi khai hai. Machhi khai hai maine.

-Silence-

Sonu: Kachhi ya pakki?

Pinki cries.

Sonu(shots): Bolo Pinki. Bolo. Bolo.

Pinki(murmurs): Kachhi.

Sonu: Tum isi waqt ghar chhod ke chli jao, Pinki.

Both cry.

Lajawaab gaane...

Female voice:

#Yeh dil toh dhak dhak kare,

Bas teri hi aahein bhare,

Bahon mein aaja baalma,

Kab tak rahega khade.#

Male Voice:

#Main hi hun tera piya,

tuney pyar mein paagal kiya,

bas diwali aane de,

mil ke jalaenge diya.#

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla...

Kya Pinki Chudail ke shikanje se Khudko bacha payegi? Kya Sonu Pinki ka pyaar pa sakega? Kya Madhosh Madari Baba apni bandariya chudail se duniya par raj karega? In sawaalon ka jawaab janne ke liye dekhiye.

Pyaasi Chudail Ka Badla.(4 bathroom scene ke saath)

I

Hi All,

I am I. I think you already know me. You use me to represent you. Witout me, you wouldn't exist. You think about me all the time. You put me before everything. You like me.

I am tall. I am mostly dark. I am skinny. I dont have a head. When I was a child, I had a detachable head. I miss my head. It was a nice head. It kept floating left and right. One morning, I woke up and found my head missing. Then, I became you. I wish I could become a child again.

Childhood photo : Me with brother

Sometimes, I wear a hat. Sometimes I don't. It depends on your mood or budget.

I like myself. But I hate me. He treats me badly. He often goes to places where I'm supposed to be. I like You. He is like my brother. We often follow each other. I love him.

I am everything. I am always right.

I am single. I am unable to find a match. No one is as staright as me. Although I get along with A,E,O and U, they don't like me much. And neither do I. I just pretend to be in their elite group.

But they know that I am the most powerful.

Me at the company party. (Notice my moves? :D)

I saw myself in the mirror. I looked a lot like me. But I was not me. I am I. I am God. How can I be me? I hate me. How can I be a loser like me? No, something's wrong with my eyes. I need glasses. But, wait, if I wear glasses, I'll just B. Still, I think I am not me. I look a lot like him. But, just need to concentarte and I'll be like you.

Shit! I just killed God. Need to wipe him out clean.

Gotta go. Bye.