Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye

Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye brings you the ultimate media-savvy thief – the one who stole at nights, and wanted to be famous for it by day! And all of it in action-packed, fun-filled, two hours with a happy happy ending.
In Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye you’ll see Lucky, a gawky 15-year-old lower middle-class kid from the inner city ghetto of West Delhi rise to become one of the most wanted master thieves of India with crores of cash, a glamorous lifestyle, cars, women, a fan following, with fame and notoriety - and yet looking for something more. In this film, you'll take a ride with Lucky as he escapes his suffocating childhood and a bullying father to glide into crime – petty thieving in this case. Lucky meets Gogi Bhai - his surrogate father-to-be – who’s a wedding singer by profession and a stolen goods receiver by vocation. He befriends the thoroughly- respectable Dr. Handa, who could fund his business enterprise. Through Handa, Lucky enters the respectable, club-going, picnic-packing, English-speaking world of upmarket, urban India. Why all this trouble? Can’t he just steal and leave us alone? This is the story of the rise of Lucky – and his search.
This story was inspired by various real events and characters and through the memories of my childhood and adolescence where I met characters who've left a lasting impression on me. It's also inspired by crime reportage in the new shining India. Lucky wants everything that you and I want - name, fame, wealth, arm candy, and those everlasting fifteen minutes under the spotlights. But that’s where the resemblance ends. Most of us go to work at day, suck up to our bosses and make a respectful, decent life of it. Lucky steals from your or my home at night. And yet, he sees no difference between him and us – he wants to go the same parties, drink at the same five-star pubs, court the same networked people, and feature at the same page three do’s. I also made the film to find out why someone who had five crores in cash and goods, a few apartments, a dozen cars and a good TRP rating on TV would end up stealing a greeting card, a teddy bear and a framed photo of a family playing in the snow