Bahut dino pahle ki baat hai. Banta Singh kisi kaam se Dilli aya tha.
Use din mein bahut zabardast tharak chadhti hai. Wo sochta hai ki
chalo kisi gashti (prostitute) ke paas chal kar tharak mitayi jaaye.
Par use Dilli ke addon ke bare mein pata nahi tha. Aur na hi ye pata
tha ki kaunsi bus lekar jaaya jaaye. Wo hairaan pareshaan sa Bus Stop
par khada tha. Ek aadmi usey bade der se dekh raha tha. Thodi der
mein wo Banta Singh ke paas aata hai.
Aadmi: Sardarji! Koi problem hai kya?
Banta Singh (a bit shy to reveal the problem): Nahi bhai sahab! Sab
theek hai.
Aadmi: Theek hai fir.
Wo aadmi wapas apni jagah jaakar khada ho jaata hai. Par ussey Banta
Singh ki baichaini dekhi nahi jaati aur wo fir uske paas aata hai.
Aadmi: Sardarji! Koi problem hai kya?
Banta Singh (thinks – what the hell): Haan Bhai Sahab! Wo dar
asal�.mujhe bahut tharak chadh rahi hai�.
Aadmi: Oh ho! Toh ye baat hai. Sardaarji, aap 603 no. ki bus pakad
kar GB Road utar jao. Aapki samasya hal ho jaayegi.
Banta Singh: Bahut bahut dhanyavaad bhai sahab.
Us aadmi ki bus aati hai aur wo usmein baith kar chala jaata hai.
Banta Singh eagerly wait karne lagta hai apne no. ki bus ki. 4-5
buses aati hain. Unke number padhte padhte Banta Singh apna number
bhool jaata hai. Wo 603 ke bajay 360 pakad leta hai aur yamuna paar
nikal jaata hai. Wo ye bhi bhool jaata hai ki usey kahan jaana tha.
Jab bus last stop par pahunchti hai toh wo ussey utar jata hai aur
bahar ghoomne lagta hai. In fact, it was a residential colony.
Banta Singh: Ye toh koi rihayshi ilaaka lagta hai. Ghar pariwaar
waalon ka. Hamare Ludhiana jaisa kothon waala mahual toh lag nahi
raha hai.
Fir achanak Banta Singh ko yaad aata hai ki wo India ki capital city
Dilli mein ghoom raha hai.
Banta Singh: Oh! To ye kyonki capital city hai, yehan ke kothe bhi
waise hi aalishaan honge. Yehan ki gashtiyaan bhi high standard ki
hongi.
Banta Singh can’t wait to get hold of a gashti. Suddenly, he sees a
totta girl on the balcony of a house. Banta Singh nearly faints on
seeing her beauty.
Banta Singh: Yehan aisi totta ghastiyaan hoti hain? Ye mil jaaye toh
majaa aa jaaye.
The girl looks at Banta Singh watching her. Wo ladki bhi bahut tharki
thee. Wo Banta Singh ki niyat samajh jaati hai. Wo ishaare se Banta
Singh ko ghar mein bula leti hai. Banta Singh baag baag ho jaata hai
aur jaldi se uske ghar mein chala jaata hai. Andar jaakar jab wo
ladki ko paas se dekhta hai toh aur khus ho jaata hai. Par itne mein
hi ghar ki ghanti bajti hai. Ladki ke hosh ud jaate hain.
Ladki: Haaye Ram! Lagta hai Papa aaj jaldi office se aa gaye.
Banta Singh is confused. He can’t understand what is going on.
Ladki: Take this screw driver and take that horse ladder from the
corner. Put that below the ceiling fan and climb up. Work on the fan
as if you are an electrician.
Banta Singh doesn’t understand anything but does what is told. The
girl opens the door and in comes her father. He looks at Banta Singh
who is working with screw driver on the ceiling fan.
Father: Who is he?
Ladki: Papa! Fan kharaab ho gaya tha toh maine electrician ko bulaya
hai. Wo fan theek kar raha hai.
Father: OK! Take my briefcase and bring a glass of water.
Ladki: OK!
Ladki takes the briefcase and goes to the kitchen. Father goes to the
ladder, pulls Banta Singh down and slaps him very hard on the face.
Father: Abey sale! Maine tujhe 603 no. pakadne ke liye kaha tha,
toone 360 no. ki bus pakad lee!!!!!
