Yamla Pagla Deewana Phir File

That evening, sitting by the ghats, sipping their chai , Dharam spoke. "You know, we didn't get rich."

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. yamla pagla deewana phir

was trying to fix a leaking tap with a hammer. Pappu Singh (Pagla) was convinced the family donkey was a reincarnated tax inspector. And Dharam Singh (Deewana) was serenading a potted plant, believing it to be his long-lost Canadian girlfriend, "Ivy." That evening, sitting by the ghats, sipping their

"And a donkey who's now a legal hero," Pritam added. Pappu, convinced the goons were "tax collectors," began

"Chickens are spies," Pappu whispered, eyeing a stray hen. "They work for the tax inspector."

They clinked their clay cups.

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.