Dearest Munna Bhai,
Yeh kya kiya? Apun ke bhejey mein chemical locha ho gaya hai. Poorey India ko mamu bana diya tumne. This is too much. Now, all those yeda youngsters who used to think Mahatma Gandhi was Sonia Gandhi's father-in-law, are in total confusion.
And as for Mumbai's underworld, those aspiring dons are in deep depression ever since you replaced dadagiri with Gandhigiri. Boley toh, these new fundas are leading to maha problems.
The taporis are wondering whether to start tuning into local radio stations in the hope of finding Vidya Balan. But if they do that, who will terrorise the helpless and throw old people out of homes? Bhai, this is not fair. Think of their haalat.
They don't have a Circuit in their lives to keep repeating, "Tension mat le." If all of them start bonding with Gandhiji, they'll be out of work. And don't believe a word of what Vilasrao Deshmukh keeps repeating about things looking up.
What, looking up? Usko kuch samjha dey, yaar. The only 'constant' in and around Mumbai is terror in some form or the other. In fact, your film's title Lage Raho... should be transferred to our politicians.
My recommendation to that brilliant gentleman responsible for scripting your character, is to make you a neta in his next film. Forget about going to America... India needs you far more. And your unique take on politics will be exactly what the doctor ordered.
What has made a faltu like you, Munna Bhai, the biggest, most inspiring hero of our times? Bigger by far than Krrrrriish, the Flying Wonder Boy and certainly far bigger than a limping football coach in an adulterous relationship? I
t has to be more than just a goofy expression and clunky body language. Munna Bhai, tell us your secret. You have emerged as the most loveable character in recent movie memory. Even Lucky Singh, that crooked sardar builder, has managed to worm his way into our hearts.
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