For the next three days, Gujjubhai and Bhavesh pretended to be wealthy businessmen. They borrowed a neighbor’s bungalow, hired actors to pose as servants, and even rented a Mercedes for 4,000 rupees a day. Pinky, a modern girl, found Gujjubhai’s antics hilarious but suspicious.
Pinky added, “Uncle, honesty is overrated. Your fake tech park was more fun than any real one.” lage raho gujjubhai
“No,” Popatlal said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I came because I missed your lies. In America, everyone is so honest. It’s boring. You made me laugh for the first time in years. And my daughter… she hasn’t stopped smiling.” For the next three days, Gujjubhai and Bhavesh
Chaos erupted. Pinky started laughing uncontrollably. Popatlal realized he had been fooled. Hansa arrived with her rolling pin. And Bhavesh, trying to escape, fell into the swimming pool—which was actually a painted blue hole in the ground. Pinky added, “Uncle, honesty is overrated
Popatlal arrived. He looked around at the rusted metal and stray dogs. “This is… unique.”
Gujjubhai’s jaw dropped. Then he laughed so hard, tea came out of his nose.
Khagesh saw actors in his house, a Mercedes in his driveway, and Gujjubhai serving his chai in the inspector’s favorite cup. “GUJJUBHAI!” he roared.