An earthquake follows reducing just one shop to rubble - Kanjilal's. His insurance company refuses to pay, citing an act of God. Facing ruin, Kanji takes God as represented by collection officers', religious leaders Swami Leeladhar hamming it up to Italian deli-level and sexy sanyasin Mata Gopi to court demanding compensation. Goons try to kill Kanji but consultant Krishna Vasudev Yadav saves him via a thrilling motorbike ride then moves into his house. The trial circles deep philosophy yet tongues stay firmly in cheek as Kanji tells the outraged swamis Ye mujhe kya Gita sikhayenge - inka IQ room temperature se bhi low hai awal is pure pleasure when he naughtily points out Recession mein toh inka dhanda double ho jata hai!", when debating being boiled in oil down in hell he asks "Mein aadmi hoon ya pakora?" or, when he states that such religion superstition fear ignorance "insaan ko bebas ya aatankwadi banata hai It is far better he remarks to donate milk to the hungry than pour it over a shrine - and into a drain to give to the needy rather than enrich religious commerce working on human weakness and woe via 'exchange offers' with the divine.