ITOOD [INDIAN TADKA OF ONE DIRECTION]

The Struggle For Your Hand. [Compilation of ZARRY]

U: What babe, u r so scared to ask for my hand from dad.

Harry: What can I do, babe? Last time when I went to ask, ur dad said,

"Abbe mathimilay, tu jua khelta, sharaab peeta, suwar khata, pottiyoon ke saath nachta-gaata, aur najane kya kya karta. Iss ke uppaar se ye sawaal 'Can I marry ur daughter?' "

Harry: No, no, sir! Not u. I want to marry ur daughter.

U: aiyo, tum bechare ki bahoot ich insult kardeye unno. Phir?

Harry: Phir kya? Tumhare dada ki chaddi le ke mairko maarte ve ghaar se bahar nikkal diye. "Apni sadri vi shakaal le lay ke nai aana," bol ke.

U: Chaddi?

Harry: How ji. Rooz haath mai pakadte deho tumhare dada.

U: Abbe jhalar, who cha-ri hai. Chari ka tum ne chaddi kiya? Aisa nai chalta na ji.

Harry: Tum samjhe na. Ab vo chaddi ki chari ki, mai uss ghaar mai vapaas nai jaroon. Aare bhai, maire bhi koi self respect hai. Chalo na, bhag ke shaadi karleen gay.

U: NAI! Shaadi ke liye tho tumhe maire abbajaan se permission lena hoga. Humme un ka aashirwaad chahiye.

Harry: Un ka kaiko? Mai detoon paise.

He gives u 500Rs.

Harry: Yeh loo. Bazu ki dokaan se laalo. 10kgs aashirwaad aata.

U: [*.*] mai atte ki baat nai karri! Dekho, tumhare paas sirf do din ka time hai, aagr tum kutch nai karsake tho dad mairi shaadi kisi aur se karadeen gay.

Tears, magarmach ke aansu, were streaming down ur face as u ran off.

Harry dramatically tries to stop u with his hands in slow motion, but fails.

Harry: NAAAAHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!

* 5 mins later *

Harry: Kya musibat hai ji?

Harry makes a call to Zayn.

Zayn: Hello?

Harry: BHAIJAAANNNNNNNNN! PLZZZZZZ HELP ME!!!

Zayn: Who's this?

Harry: My kutchy kutchy big bro.

Zayn: *sighs* What happened?

Harry: I need ur help. I want u to.. *says the problem*

Zayn: Hmm... y should I help u?

Harry: *kya ji, ab in ko bhi manana* ZAYN! don't u want to see me so happy as a cute button after marriage.

Z: Wife will be ur's

H: don't u want me to have 5 or 8 kids?

Z: kids will be ur's

H: yeah, yeah, but they'll call u chachi, chachi

Z: CHACHA!

H: Same!

Z: U mean that I'm gonna get a babysitter job in ur house then.

H: NO! PlzzzzzZzzszzzzzz help me zee! Plzzz

Z:K, I have a fool-proof-plan. Listen carefully.

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To be continued......