Sharafat Gayi Tel Lene
- Director
- Gurmmeet Singh
- Studio
- Trinity Group
- Release Date
- 15 January 2015
- Running Time
- 108 min
- Language
- Hindi
- Country
- India
- Budget
- ₹7.00 Cr
- Box Office
- ₹0.57 Cr
Review
Sneha Kapoor's Review:
"Sharafat Gayi Tel Lene" attempts the everyman-suddenly-wealthy premise that has worked brilliantly in films like "Khosla Ka Khoons" or even the satirical edge of "Badhai Ho," but stumbles almost immediately in execution. The central concept—a struggling office worker inheriting ₹100 crores and getting entangled with underworld forces—has genuine comedic potential, yet director Vijay Raj lets it devolve into a convoluted mess of competing plot threads that never cohere. The film oscillates between attempting dark comedy, financial thriller, and romantic drama without committing fully to any, leaving the audience perpetually uncertain whether they're meant to laugh or engage with actual stakes. The performances feel uniformly confused about tone; what should be sharp character work becomes broad mugging, particularly in supporting roles that feel lifted from different films altogether.
What truly derails the narrative is its structural laziness. Rather than exploring the moral ambiguity of sudden wealth or the psychology of an ordinary man caught between crime and normalcy—angles that could've elevated this above its premise—the film piles on complications: mysterious callers, concerned girlfriends, cops, bank VPs. Each addition feels reactive rather than purposeful, as though the screenplay couldn't decide what story it wanted to tell. The writing lacks the wit required for a satire, the tension required for a thriller, and the heart required for a ch
Storyline
So there's this guy Prithvi who's basically grinding away as a regular office worker, barely scraping by with rent and bills in the city. One random day, he checks his bank account and nearly falls off his chair—suddenly there's a hundred crores sitting there! He thinks it's some crazy error, but the bank confirms it's totally real and his account is now platinum status. But before he can even celebrate, some mysterious caller claiming to be the gangster Dawood phones him up and basically forces him into some sketchy money-dealing arrangement where he's gotta deliver cash to this woman named Rasheeda.
Prithvi immediately drags his roommate Sam into the situation to help him figure out what on earth is happening and what they should do with all this money. Sam's the kind of guy who's always chasing quick cash and good times, so he's pretty excited about the whole thing. But things get even messier when the bank's fancy Vice President shows up at their door offering special treatment as a super-important customer. This whole circus is making Prithvi act really weird and suspicious, which naturally freaks out his girlfriend Megha, who happens to be a TV journalist.
Megha gets super worried about Prithvi's strange behavior and decides to call her uncle, who's a high-ranking cop named G.S. Chaddha, to help figure out what's going on. The uncle then starts keeping tabs on Prithvi's phone conversations to dig deeper into the mystery. As more people get pulled into this mess—the bank VP, the cops, the gangsters—Prithvi finds himself caught in an increasingly complicated web of trouble that keeps getting messier.
