Nas,

Yooo hooo. Hellooo? Where are you sweetheart? Oh dear Alpha-male. Oh beater of women. Oh humiliator of dancing girls. Under whose skirt have you gone to hide now?

As Nas's daddy browbeats his son into submission, his boka sathis are in a dharma sankat. Should they continue to be loyal to this fallen leader of theirs or should they do the right thing and act in the name of dharma? Swallowing their dry saliva they can't decide what to do untill Nas, grits his teeth at them and brow beats them as if saying, "Damn it, do something, don't just stand their like a bunch of brainless hippies." And then suddenly the bokas out of nowhere they find their voice. They start to bleat like little lambs. They wave their hands up and down jumping and yelling trying to catch Nas's daddies attention.

One of them points out of the window and yells, "Look a bomb just went off, I think it was the Maoists."

Another says, "Nas's daddy, you owe me money, remember? Umm...yeah you owe me Rs 500. please give it to me right now. My mother is dying of cancer."

Yet another, fakes a heart attack and rolls on the ground gasping and wheezing untill he turns blue in the face.