Their latest disaster was named "Sardar Sohanlal's Diamond." Sohanlal, a wealthy but crooked businessman, had stolen the diamond from a temple in Amritsar. By a twist of fate, the diamond had ended up in a ladoo that Dharam had stolen from a wedding procession.
"Keep it," Pritam said. "Buy a new donkey."
"Give us the diamond, fools!"
Dharam looked at his plant. "Ivy says that's better than a diamond."
Pritam, Pappu, and Dharam looked at each other. Then at the chaiwala . Then at the groaning goons. yamla pagla deewana phir
But Kala grabbed the diamond.
That evening, sitting by the ghats, sipping their chai , Dharam spoke. "You know, we didn't get rich." Their latest disaster was named "Sardar Sohanlal's Diamond
Thus began a chase through the gullies of Varanasi. Pritam, using a dhol as a shield, drummed his way through a spice market, covering the goons in red chili powder. Pappu, convinced the goons were "tax collectors," began pelting them with rotten eggs while reciting fake tax laws. Dharam, still carrying his plant, climbed onto a float of dancers and started singing a love song so off-key that half the goons covered their ears and ran away.
They clinked their clay cups.
They were, to put it mildly, a disaster.