Bunty Aur Babli Bollywood DVD With English Subtitles [DVD]

Bunty and Babli are two avid dreamers. Two free souls born into caged small
town realities. They grow weary of being two specks on the horizon. They
desire the horizon itself. And so they pack their aspirations in worn out
bags, whip a scarf of confidence around their proud necks and set forth. On a
journey across the length and breadth of the country, spinning circles around
the people they meet. Born à Rakeshà in a lethargic, lead-eyed Fursatganj, he
is a man of schemes, ideas, invention and restlessness. His small Uttar
Pradesh town begins to feel a bit too small for his king size plans. He wants
to be amongst the richest in the world. He wants to be in jacuzzis. He wants
to be in limousines. He wants to be a big blip on the radar of history. He
wants to be big black typo in newspaper headlines. In short, he wants out of
here. In a parallel universe, in another slump-backed, crinkle nosed small
town called Pankinagar, à Vimmià , our heroine, faces the same dilemma. Does
she follow the course every other young marriageable girl does? Or does she
carve new fatelines on her soft as butter palms? In her mind (but in her mind
alone!) sheàs the foxiest thing to ever have hit a ramp. Sheàs the hottie
the world can just gape at but never touch. She is Miss India. So she too
decides to fly the coop. Somewhere along their individual journeys, Rakesh and
Vimmi meet, flogged by circumstance but unwilling to concede. In a moment of
mistaken truth, à Buntyà and à Bablià are born. And the world gets turned on
its head! We follow the duo through caper after caper, in which they meet
rajahs, powerbrokers, shaadi bandwallahs, millionaires, investors, leaders,
ministers, banjaras, elephants, explorers, hoteliers, chai boys and one very,
very upset policeman! The world sits up and takes wide eyed notice of this
pair. Bunty is the Rakesh that Rakesh always dreamt of being, with a delicious
twist. Babli is the Vimmi that Vimmi never thought sheà d become, with another
delicious twist. Together they are more than the sum of their parts. Together
they are spiritual gurus, bureaucrat and secretary, gangster and moll,
business partners, hen pecked husband and pregnant wife, lawyer and sexually
harassed client, vagabonds, caught-in-a-downpour lovers and lots, lots more.
And they seem to be loving every minute of it. Their escapades play out
against backdrops as varied as the Taj Mahal, the banks of the Ganges, the
saffrons of Benaras, the browns of Kanpur and Lucknow, the whites of
Mussoorie, the tinkling bells of Rishikesh and Hardwar, the skies of Delhi and
all across the vein like network of the Great Indian railways and highways.
Every mundane reality in every dusty corner of India is flushed out of its
slumber by a splash of à Bunty aur Bablià excitement in this, the tale of two
dreamers that blaze the sky like comets. But do not die. Like all good comets
they promise to reappear again. And they do. And how they do all of that is,
seriously, the stuff legends are made of.