The bus was drawing out of Bombay Central on the scheduled run to Panjim, Goa, but before the driver could let out the clutch, Aruna came running up and asked the conductor to take her aboard. Her entry into the bus was greeted with many admiring glances, for it was not often that such a beautiful girl took this bus-and that too, alone.
Aruna may have been alone on the bus, but those who were vitally interested in her movements had been, momentarily, left behind. Shatrughan and his cronies did not wait long to follow in their car.
Nor was Shatrughan the only person keenly interested in Aruna. A young man had already sensed the danger that was lurking on the road from Bombay to Goa, and had gone ahead to catch the bus midway. He was Amitabh, playboy son of a rich family, whose path had crossed Aruna’s in a posh Bombay restaurant. Crossed her path was right. Aruna believed that Amitabh had tried to pick her up, and she was indignant when he took a seat next to her on the bus.
Goa is 616 kilometres from Bombay, and every inch of the way, when you travel in a bus with Mahmood as the conductor, is brimful with thrills, chills, belly-laughs, and-for good measure-delightful romance. Everytime the bus pulls up, you are in for a big surprise- a person you know so well, a shock you were not prepared for, a song you have been humming for weeks on end-excitement that you least expect.
So, should you be planning to go to Goa, don’t miss the bus. It is ready to take you on the most enjoyable journey of your life.
(From the official press booklet)