Pandit: [Concealing his rage watching Varun Sharma sleeping whilst the rest are digging a tunnel in the park] Choocha Ji, don't know if we'd ever get the chance again. So, a question was running through my mind. Thought I should clarify: How did YOU arrive in this world, I mean how were you born ? Must be some reason behind it perhaps.
Choocha: [In his signature stupid tone] Pandit Ji, even I once asked Papaji the same thing. So he narrated me a story.
Pandit: [Comically freighted, knowing Sharma's stories are absurd] Even your father's fond of telling "stories" ?
Choocha: [Responding to Pankaj Tripathi in continued foolishness] Exactly Panditji, he's inherited MY genes afterall. Ok here it goes: Once, Papaji was going through a dark, dense forest. On the way, he saw an evil witch on whose lap was myself, the cutest of all Choocha. When Papaji approached that witch and called out "Hey evil witch, hand over that cute Choocha to me", the witch replied that "if you want this cute Choocha, you'll have to marry me first"..
Bholi Punjaban: [Interrupting Varun Sharma] Hey, what nonsense are you telling ?
Choocha: [Thinking Richa Chaddha indeed thinks of him as her boyfriend] Look Bholi, don't interrupt my stories ok. You know I don't like it.
[Returning to Pankaj Tripathi]
Choocha: Yes Panditji where was I ?
Pandit: [Having given up all hope of reality from Varun Sharma] That witch demanded your Papaji to marry her.
Choocha: Yeah. So that witch demanded that if he wanted me, he'd have to marry her. For a while Papaji thought quite deeply, but for my sake he ended up marrying that witch. But one thing isn't clear yet.
Pandit: [Scared further] What's that ?
Choocha: Whenever I ask Papaji who was that witch anyway, why does Mummy Ji beat me with a broomstick ?
Pandit: [In a deadpan voice] I've to meet your Papaji someday.
Choocha: Would be tough. He doesn't talk to suspicious people.
