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Old 02-09-2004, 08:04 AM   #1
 
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Childrens Story chief Character Mandar in Sholay Episode

Note-Decided to post it here , as this is related to a Bollywood Movie and may not appeal to all.Sholay is the most popular Hindi movie ever in India.


(Summary-Sholay inspires the boys to new heights)

The Sholay Episode

“arre ooh samba, kitni goli hai re” cried out sagar in his best “gabbar
singh” voice inquiring to vilas who was playing “sambha”...as they play
enacted the scene from sholay the boys really enjoyed imagining that the
playground was actually deep valley in the forest wherein dacoits like gabbar were to be defeated by Jay and Viru played by Mandar and Ganesh
respectively.For guns they used wooden sticks and grenades were made out of mud balls flung around.Each boy knew all the dialogues of the movie
“sholay” as they had all seen it a number of times on television.Vijay
preferred not to take part in the antics however he couldnt resist flinging
imaginary grenades at invading dacoits in the form of mudballs.
“With all the practise we have had I am sure we can
catch real dacoits “ said mandar is his best Jay accent. “I dont think so “ said Vijay.”Where do we find real dacoits” inquired Vilas,”umm they hide in
forests and forests are made out of a lot of trees “chipped in sagar
informatively .”We must find dacoits then we can attack them and hand
them over to the police “ said Mandar.”Yes just like Sholay” agreed
Ganesh.”Tomorrow we hide in the trees bordering our playground and find
out if there are dacoits around town”carried on Mandar.
A determined group of crime fighters hid themselves in the
trees after a lot of effort climbing the tree with bruises being entertained by
the entire lot.”I dont think there are any dacoits in this town” said Vijay
whose father was a policeman, “Yes vijay” added Sagar.”Ssshhhh someone
is coming”said Ganesh.”What about this package?”asked the first teenager
with a bag on his shoulders to another teenager with similar bag , both were folding a large package wrapped in brown paper.”no one is at home” replied the other.’Will you be coming tomorrow ??” carried on the first teenager oblivious to the fact that their conversation was being heard by a group of crime fighters hiding in tree branches.”Yes house is empty today so we come tomorrow”said the other teenager and they both laughed togather which seemed to the crime fighters to be a wicked dacoit sort of laugh.
“Jay” said ganesh addressing Mandar the boys had decided to call one another Jay and viru as long as they were on the mission to catch
dacoits.”Bol Viru”, replied Mandar.”What do you think Jay “asked
ganesh.”They are dacoits and are planning a dacoity on a house which is
empty”replied Mandar confidently.The boys were heavily armed with
wooden sticks and mudballs as they waited patiently for the gang of
dacoits ,a murmur of disappointment was heard when they spotted just the one teenager with a brown package in hand and a bag on his shoulders
approaching them . Not to be outdone they sprung themselves at the teenager who found a group of small kids suddenly surrounding him and throwing mudballs and poking wooden sticks at him.The ensuing melee resulting in a lot of mudballs being flung around one of which found its mark on a passing car.”What do you think you are doing?”said the man who was driving the car who had found a huge splash on his windshield with a mudball.”They are attacking me” said the teenager completely distraught.”why its is you Munna, what are you doing playing with this children”said the man. ”I am not playing with them they ..they threw mud on me and poking sticks at me ”said the distraught teenager.”As a courier boy you must know better and avoid this sort of incident”said the man.”but mehtaji””No keep quiet , why did you attack my courier boy?” asked the man looking at the crime fighters.”He is a dacoit and he planned a dacoity in an empty house, we heard him say that and he was folding that package which has .......um?”as Mandar paused to decide what the courier boy had in the package, mehtaji seemed to be annoyed.”so you are you the one who has been unfolding packages and repacking I have recieved a lot of complaints about that ,why do you do that ?” Nothing sir i do it just to see if it is something that would be spoiled if the package is delievered late like sometimes people send one another sweets in courier and if the house is empty the sweets would go sour and also they would spoil the other packages”replied the courier boy in earnest.”Well anyways i forbid you to open any package for any reason whatsoever do you understand ?”Yes sir”.
“Strawberryy icecream is the best “said Sagar with a smile on his face, and all the boys agreed that the strawberry icecream that mehtaji had bought for each of them was delicious.”Why did you call him Thakur,Mandar”asked Vilas .”He gave us a reward for catching the dacoit dont you remember sholays thakur”replied Mandar.”He was not a
dacoit”said Vijay.”he did something wrong that is why mehtaji scolded
him “said ganesh”will he be handed over to the police” asked sagar.”I dont
think so ” said Vijay.”um Thakur should have allowed us to hand him over
to the police”said Mandar wistfully.”haan Jay”said Ganesh and both Jay and
Viru burst out into a song “Yeh dosti ,hum nahin chodenge...”
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