In the bustling lanes of Patna, lived two best friends — Raju Mishra and Bholu Yadav. They were inseparable, but also the most foolish pair you could ever find.
Raju was an auto-rickshaw driver, full of confidence but no sense. He always dreamed of becoming rich, though his ideas were as useless as his broken auto meter. Bholu, on the other hand, worked at a pet grooming shop but was terrified of animals. He was innocent to the point of stupidity and believed every rumor he heard in chai stalls.
Though poor, both believed that destiny had reserved something grand for them.
One day, Raju was hired to drive his auto to Patna Airport by a beautiful woman named Meera Malhotra, a Delhi-based social worker. As she stepped out, she accidentally left behind a stylish suitcase at the terminal.
Raju, smitten by her grace and convinced this was “true love written by God,” picked up the suitcase. He had no idea it contained money meant as ransom for Meera’s kidnapped husband.
Raju rushed back to Bholu, shouting, “Bhai, this is it! Bhagwan ne mujhe ishara diya hai! This suitcase will change our lives!”
Bholu, wide-eyed, replied, “Haan Raju, shayad iss mein laddoo bhare ho!”
When they opened it, they were stunned to see bundles of cash. Instead of handing it to the police, Raju insisted they should return it personally to Meera in Delhi. His heart was set on winning her love. Bholu tagged along, believing that Delhi was filled with movie stars and free biryani stalls.
The two set off in Raju’s rickety auto, loaded with the suitcase. The journey became a series of errors; at one point they ordered food and ate it without realizing that they don't have change money in their pocket to repay the bill another incident followed of mistaken identity when they misunderstood the highway police for dacoits and ran into the sideway fields of the road.
Despite all odds, they kept moving toward Delhi.
Meanwhile, two small-time goons, Chunnu and Munnu, were following them. They were supposed to collect the ransom for their boss but couldn’t believe that two idiots were carrying the suitcase. Every time they tried to snatch it, Raju and Bholu’s foolishness spoiled their plans — once by spilling hot chai on them, and another time by accidentally locking them inside a public toilet.
The gangsters were left pulling their hair out.
Finally, they reached Delhi and checked into a luxury hotel, blowing the money like kings. Raju bought flashy suits, while Bholu ordered room service for every meal, including midnight jalebis. They left ₹500 notes as tips to waiters, thinking it was normal.
Raju began searching for Meera, while Bholu roamed Connaught Place asking strangers if they had seen “a heroine-looking girl.”
Eventually, they found her. Raju, with a filmi-style proposal, declared, “Meera ji, yeh dil aur yeh paisa dono aapke liye hai!”
But Meera was shocked. She had never intended anyone else to touch that suitcase. When Raju explained how they traveled all the way from Patna to return it, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Before she could explain, Chunnu and Munnu barged in to snatch the suitcase. Raju and Bholu, in their usual stupidity, fought back using hotel utensils — throwing papads like frisbees and attacking with rolling pins.
In the chaos, the police arrived and arrested the gangsters. Raju and Bholu, completely unaware of how close they came to disaster, proudly thought they had saved Meera’s life.
But when Raju confessed his love, Meera gently refused, saying her husband had been rescued and she only saw him as a friend. Raju’s heart broke, while Bholu muttered, “Koi baat nahi bhai, shaayad Mumbai mein humari kismat badal jaaye.”
Dejected but still hopeful, Raju and Bholu left Delhi with nothing but their friendship and foolish optimism. On the way back, they met a film producer who was looking for extras for his new movie. The duo immediately agreed, convinced that Bollywood stardom was their next big destiny.
And thus, the two fools from Patna continued their journey — forever broke, forever stupid, but always full of dreams.