Old Shivnath was the head of the Sharma family, a position that brought to him more problems than peace. It was a large joint family. Grown-ups sons, their wives and children. Also a grand daughter, Krishna, who had lost her parents in a fatal motor accident. Yet this was a house divided against itself; suffering at all times from discord and disharmony. When everything seemed to have reached the breaking point, Shivnath watched with dismay and helplessness as he feared that his house, his family-all would just collapse like a pack of cards. When everything seemed to have been lost, there came a man. A cook, but no ordinary Bawarchi this, though the dishes he served were never less than delicious. In fact, his extraordinary capabilities made the family look at him with suspicion. They could not help wondering how a mere cook could sing, dance, write and recite poems, be adept at even the most advanced mathematics ready to solve great engineering problems, and even prescribe medicine to the ill. Why, they wondered, should such a man take unemployment as a cook? These suspicions quickly disappeared. It took the Bawarchi very little time to win over the entire family with his deep and sympathetic understanding of every problem, and his endearing love for everyone. Under his stewardship, the unhappy house was transformed into an earthy Paradise, where nothing could go wrong. The Bawarchi had performed a miracle, no more, no less. Then, one fine morning, every valuable, every piece of jewellery, every paise in the house disappeared - and the bawarchi was no where to be found. Could he have cunningly waited for just such an opportunity to commit such a disgraceful crime? Or could he be.
Kusum (Jaya Bhaduri), a schoolgirl, the family moppet has developed an awesome crush on Dharmendra, a film star. On meeting him, when he is on a shoot near by she is all the more smitten by him. She moons around the house, barely heeding anything said to her. While her parents have selected a sober young man for her as husband she is bent upon continuing dreaming of her idol-Dharmendra. It is only when the family moves to Bombay, due the some family problems, and witnesses a shooting with her hero sitting on the sidelines and the doubles doing the fights and stunts, that she realizes that what she loved and adored was only an image and not the real man. Slowly she realizes that the boy chosen for as husband is truly capable of loving her as herself. A tender, heartwarming film from Hrishikesh Mukherjee, a director who is equally adept at making lightearted comedies as he is in making heart wrenching sentimental films. This movie boasts the classic song, "Bole Re Papi Hara", excellently rendered by Vani Jairam.