How much more time? We're getting late for office
Sir, send the crane fast. Sir, traffic is gone high
Remove it, I must go to college
Why not get crane and remove that top?
Please, we're on the same job
Bring it fast, sir. What is this late, sir?
(Song playing)
If I stay here any longer, my ears might bleed.
I am telling you, right? It will come.
How can you step in..?
Riding an auto isn’t just about sitting in that seat of yours;
when necessary, you might have to squeeze in every nook and cranny.
Get lost!
Sir, send the crane fast. Sir, traffic is gone high
I am getting late for the office. What's all this?
When will the crane come and how long would it take to clear the traffic?
How much longer do we have to wait, sir?
Just a minute... please wait.
Who drives this?
Me.
Goodness! How did you manage to squeeze it in there?
It doesn’t look like this is going to be resolved soon.
Why don’t you get into the vehicle and start it? I’ll instruct you.
We did start and tried our best to move it but that didn’t work out.
Why do you worry about that? It will move.
Just get into the vehicle and start it, and put it in reverse. I’ll instruct you. Go on.
Sir, the problem is resolved.
Yes, go on! Reverse it!
They are fretting over something this insignificant. What say?!
Sir, the problem is resolved.
Brother, you solved such a huge mess fairly quickly.
You are awesome!
Well, I didn’t really study much.
If I did, I would have the same sort of thinking as them.
It’s because I didn’t study, I have a limited way of dealing with things.
You are correct, brother.
Isn’t it?
All the big problems usually have very simple solutions.
Well, since you know a lot, why didn’t you just remove the air from the tyre?
Why did you stab it and puncture it?
Well, he put a lot of people through a lot of agony.
If I just removed the air from his tyres, he will surely go and recreate this mess elsewhere.
But if I punctured his tyre, he will remember the lesson.
He should learn his lesson, right?
Well said, brother!
I will remember it too.
What’s your name?
Raju.
Basti Balraju.
Aunt, would it have killed you to squeeze a bit more lemon into the stew?
Yeah, right! Like there is a lot to life!
Here, come. Take it and squeeze it yourself.
I wonder what’s going on with me, aunt. I feel like eating a lot of tangy flavored dishes.
Maybe it’s ‘cause you got pregnant instead of Rama Lakshmi who was supposed to.
It was my mistake telling you things. I should punish myself!
Do you want me to help?
I just thought your mom was on my case. Are you going to join her?
What’s up, mother? How was business today?
Not bad. Well, there were few sales. That’s all.
What about you?
How many dead bodies did you drive?
A lucky three died today.
Alright.
Did you bring your father’s medicines?
It wasn’t possible today. I will bring it tomorrow.
Hello?
Is this the funeral service?
Gosh, speak in Telugu.
One of our relatives passed away.
He needs to be transported to the cemetery.
We are Christians.
Would you mind driving our kind?
If you pay, we would transport anyone.
Tell me the address.
Alright. Come near the Saibaba temple at Akkaipalam at 10 o’clock in
the morning and give me a call.
I will give you the address.
Alright.
Son, hurry and get your father’s medicines.
Don’t make me run those errands now.
If necessary, I will get those for you on my way back.
You said the same thing yesterday as well.
Do you wish for you father to sit and keep waiting for you to get his medicines?
Why do you say he is waiting sitting down? He is lying down, isn’t it?
What’s the worst that could happen if he skips his meds for half a day?
At the worst, he may die.
If he has to die, let him.
How long should he suffer being bedridden and all?
How could you speak such nonsense about your father?
Gosh! If you have time, go and get those meds for him.
There is a dead body waiting for me.
Where can a dead body go? It will stay dead.
Goodness! Stop nagging me!
Just go about your business.
What’s your problem, father?!
Water?
Why would you just keep gulping down water?
Here, take this bottle of rum.
You will get up in a jiffy!
Son! Son! Son!
Buffalo headed fellow!
Have you lost your mind?
Why would you give rum to someone who is sick and bedridden?
Do you want some?
I will thrash the shit out of you!
Get lost! Useless fellow!
Alright, fine. I’ll leave.
Son! That’s my bottle.
Give it back and then, leave.
I was the one who called you.
My name is Thomas.
Are you loading the body into the vehicle or is it going to take some time?
It will take about 5 minutes.
Bro! Do you want me to wipe it?
Okay.
Peter!
Have some coffee.
Who is that girl? She is bawling her eyes out.
Such a pity. See that dead man lying there?
She is his wife.
She is the daughter-in-law of this house.
She lost her husband at a very young age.
Brother, we came here for a funeral.
It’s done. I am not looking at the dead body.
When one attends a funeral, one sees the dead body.
Not the women who cries beside the dead body.
Madam...money?
Do you have any sense?
Why would you ask her money?
We are all right here, isn’t it?
We will give it.
Well, since it’s her husband who passed away,
it would be better if she gave the money.
How much?
According to how much it pleases you.
However much you want to give.
Pleases her?!
We are heartbroken and sad because one of us died.
This isn’t what pleases me.
This is my pain.
Don’t be so sad, madam. I like you a lot.
If you agree, I want to get married to you.
You scumbag!
Why are you hitting me?
What's there in wrong in to marry her.
Catch him! (In unison)
♪Oh dear! What happened? ♪
♪A naughty spell has been cast on me. ♪
♪Oh dear! What kind of magic is this? ♪
♪This heart of mine became a small little doll in your hands. ♪
♪This little caterpillar became a butterfly. ♪
♪The colorful life has begun. ♪
♪Like the tree that springs high from the seed buried in the mud, ♪
♪My heart flees up to those clouds. ♪
♪Like the playful little fish that jumped out of the water and sees a new world, ♪
♪My heart has leapt out and seen a new world. ♪
♪Like a barren land has suddenly tasted rain and turned into a green field. ♪
♪For the first time, the news of death sounds sweet. ♪
Useless fellow!
Mother, why would you badmouth yourself?
I will stuff your mouth with dirt! Shut up!
He was asked to transport a dead body but he went and flirted with the widow.
Since her husband is dead, she is single.
What horrid fate!
Cousin, looking at you, I remember an old saying –
A widow sits mourning her husband, an adulterer comes makes at her.
If anyone makes a pass at her, I will break their teeth.
If you were in my position, you would understand.
It’s very difficult not to fall for that girl.
It isn’t easy if you fall for her either.
What a cursed home!
What is it about her that you liked so much that you are unable to keep your clothes on?!
Don’t feed us crap that you like her eyes, her teeth or her smile.
A girl who dazzles when she smiles are dime a dozen.
I go to funerals every day.
That is what I do every day.
My goodness! Watching people cry just jaded me to the concept of mourning and crying.
But when I saw that girl crying, the hair on my hands stood up.
[laughing] only the hair on his hands or...
Shut up! Dirty fellow!
Goosebumps...that’s what I mean.
I felt that her husband died just to make way for me.
That is why I was impatient and proposed to her.
Son, it’s not right.
The girl is in pain.
That’s true, mother. You reminded me well.
Why am I here when she is in pain?
I’ll go and pay her a visit.
Aunty...
I am starving... please serve me some more food.
Eat.
Peter would frequent this church of ours.
The fact that he is no longer with us brings us a lot of pain.
You... move.
I wish the Lord of ours delivers Mallika and her in-laws, I mean
Peter’s parents, from this grave loss.
I promise that all of us would always support you at all times.
God! He’s back!
Mr. Sekhar Samuel, would you like to say something?
No.
Ms. Mary, what about you?
Mallika dear, do you wish to say something about Peter?
How lovely she looks!
How could he have died leaving her alone here?
Peter... wherever you are...
you are always going to be alive in our hearts...
...forever.
We will miss you!
Oh, how eloquent she is!
Did you not understand?
Yes, I did.
I would have understood it too had she said that in Telugu.
Peter’s grandmother would like to share her pain with us.
[crying softly]
How could you have left us all here and gone away, Peter?!
Oh, dear Peter!
You asked me to make you sweetmeats and savory snacks.
Now that you are gone, who am I going to make and feed all those to?!
Oh, Peter! Dear, Peter!
I blessed that you with a lengthy lifespan and add my years to yours
But now, you left us way too early!
Oh, Peter! Dear, Peter!
Oh, Peter!
Fool!
Wait.
Let’s not fight in the church.
If we fight, we would suffer a loss of our reputations.
If there is anyone here who wishes to speak about the affection they had for Peter,
please come forward.
Hello, everyone.
I am very happy to have to have this opportunity to talk to you.
I wasn’t acquainted with Peter when he was alive.
But I got to know him when he died.
I transported him to the cemetery in my vehicle.
Looking at the affection Mallika, Peter’s parents and his grandmother showered on him,
I feel jealous.
Brother, Peter. No matter where you are, you don’t have to worry about our family.
I will take care of your parents like a son, your grandmother as her grandson
and Mallika as her...
I am there for them.
We are all here for them.
I wish that, very soon, you reincarnate as Mallika’s child.
I take my leave.
Thanks.
Though you are young, your words are very wise.
Now, let us all maintain two minutes of silence for Peter.
Hey! You called me here and why won’t you talk?
I am paying my respects through silence for Brother Peter.
So long?
Tell me this – are you in love with Mallika or her dead husband?
Well, if you are in love with a person, everything that concerns them concerns us.
How foolish!
Why did you ask me to come here?
Mallika’s family is going to the cemetery at 10 am.
They are going to install a cross at Brother Peter’s grave.
Well, if they are heading there, let them.
What do you want me to do?
Well, let’s go there.
They are going to chase you out like they would a dog.
If I am with you, I would receive the same treatment.
That’s true.
To make sure that that doesn’t happen, we need something immediately.
What is it?
Unload it.
[sniffing]
Samuel, I will return after I deal with him.
Bobby, come with me.
Yes, sir.
Unload...
Oaky.
What is it?
Why do you keep following us?
Do you think we are jobless?
We didn’t come here for you.
Well, we found an unclaimed dead body by the road.
So, we got it here.
Sir, do you think there really is a dead body inside?
Hey! Who do you take us for?
Just ‘because we are civil, you keep running your mouth.
Show him.
This doesn’t look like a dead body.
It looks like you’ve loaded a person who’s sleeping peacefully into this and got him here.
Looks like this is good opportunity I should perform well with God grace.
Sir, the dead body made a face.
What?
See.
Oh my! I think they found that about my acting.
Why does the body smell of cigarette smoke?
He must have died because he smoked way too much.
What is it? Why is the cotton at his side rather than in his nostrils?
It would lead to disease. -Hey, now I am going to die truly.
Live carefully.
Fine, just leave.
Oh God! You manage well.
[sneezes]
Hey!
Useless fellows! Stop right there!
Why are you looking at me?
Go and catch them.
What is it?
Did you sneak into Rama Lakshmi’s house again and got caught by her dad?
Looks like he thrashed you well before letting you go.
No matter how many times I tell you, you feel no shame.
Not me, aunt. It’s your son who feels no shame.
Tell me. Did my parents give birth to me for themselves or for this family?
He is the one who creates a mess and I am at the receiving end of it.
This is unfair!
Exactly like his father!
Enough with that aunt!
Just because uncle is bed ridden and cannot argue his case,
don’t make him responsible for everything.
Uncle, I am on your side. Stop that noise.
Aunt, this is my polite request. Ask your son to stop following that widow around.
Son, your wish to marry a woman who has lost her husband and
give her a better life, is commendable.
But, don’t subject her to all your idiosyncrasies and be more sensitive towards her.
Alright.
Son, as long as you don’t subject the girl to pain or heartache, I am okay with whatever you do.
See that?!
Oh dear! What a pair!
Who are you guys? Whom do you wish to meet?
Doesn’t matter who it is. We would take them away.
Take them away? Where?
To their funeral.
Goodness! Your words are very twisted.
Are you my master’s son’s friend?
I am the daughter-in-law’s boyfriend.
Daughter-in-law’s boyfriend?
Well, stay put. I will go and inform.
Who are you going to inform?
Daughter-in-law of the house.
Not necessary. I will take care of that.
You can leave.
A foxy fellow, this one.
Our father in heaven, you said death is just for the body so that the soul reaches you.
That is why, the responsibility of caring for our son who is in your divine embrace is yours.
Hush! Hush!
Don’t shout.
If you shout now, your father-in-law along with others, and I would get into a fight.
Is it necessary to get into all this when there is a prayer meeting going on for Brother Peter?
Come upstairs... for two minutes.
I will speak to you calmly and leave.
In the hope that you are a good girl, and that you wouldn’t scream and
expecting that you would be understanding,
I am taking my hand off your mouth.
Please, dear girl.
Amen!
Hey!
What happened, dear?
Nothing.
Looks like the child is in terrible sadness.
You guys go ahead.
[Prayer]
Malli...
Hi...
Speak, Malli.
What’s there to speak?!
Do you even realize what’s going on around here?
A lot of people are crying downstairs.
Can’t you see that?
I don’t see their tears; I can only see yours.
Are you insane?
Do you understand the situation I was in when you fell for me?
Is that wrong, Malli?
Isn’t it?
Would any sensible fellow fall in love at a house in mourning?
Why wouldn’t it be possible?
Some one who goes to school every day, would fall in love with a girl at school.
And someone who goes to work every day, might fall in love with a girl at his workplace.
If not at funerals, where would someone like me, who goes to funerals every day,
fall in love, Malli?
Well, how was I to know that the girl who was crying at the funeral was a dead man’s wife?
As soon as I saw you, I fell for you.
Fell for me? I am already married.
I am someone’s wife.
As soon as you got to know that information, you should have left me alone. Isn’t it?
Oh, my silly Malli!
If your neighbor accidentally receives the letter that has your address,
the postman rectifies that mistake by delivering it the proper address.
That is exactly what happened in our case too.
The special someone that god designed for me was mistakenly given to Brother Peter.
After realizing his mistake, god took away Brother Peter and brought me into the picture.
That’s all.
Don’t over analyze it.
If you ever set foot in this part of the town, I will bury you right next to my husband’s grave.
Instead of a place beside your husband’s grave, why don’t you make place for me in your heart?
Brother Peter and I will sit in one corner of your heart and together love you.
It was my mistake to come up here thinking that I could talk some sense into you!
Girl!
Commit yourself to me!
♪Why would you give me that look? ♪
♪It’s frying up my brain. ♪
♪You keep pushing me♪
♪and burning me up. ♪
♪Even though you drive me away, ♪
♪I am not the one to be embarrassed. ♪
♪I follow you around just like your hairdo. ♪
♪Even though I am from the hood, I look good. ♪
♪Take a good look, girl. ♪
♪Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear! ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪He even owns a house. ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪Get married to me and set foot in my house. ♪
♪Commit to me. ♪
♪Commit to me for this lifetime. ♪
♪Commit to me. ♪
♪Commit that you are going to be the queen to this king. ♪
♪Why would you give me that look? ♪
♪It’s frying up my brain. ♪
♪You keep pushing me♪
♪and burning me up. ♪
♪Music of the funeral sounds like wedding tunes. ♪
♪The tears at the funeral look like tears of happiness at a wedding. ♪
♪This heart that’s drowning in the river of love♪
♪Why don’t you take pity on it and save it? ♪
♪Please speak to me at least now. ♪
♪Stop being cross with me. ♪
♪If you show me hell, how will I live? ♪
♪My heart burns when it catches wind of you. ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪If you look at me while I am on my death bed, I will get up at once. ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪What more can I say? ♪
♪Commit to me. ♪
♪Become Gangamma’s daughter-in-law. ♪
♪Commit to me and stay with me♪
♪Let’s become a pair like dancing and good time. ♪
♪Why would you give me that look? ♪
♪It’s frying up my brain. ♪
♪You keep pushing me♪
♪and burning me up. ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪He even owns a house. ♪
♪Girl! Girl! Girl! ♪
♪Get married to me and set foot in my house. ♪
♪Commit to me. ♪
♪Commit to me for this lifetime. ♪
♪Commit to me. ♪
♪Commit that you are going to be the queen to this king. ♪
Father-in-law, have some coffee.
Thanks, dear.
Mother-in-law, here have it.
Namaste, miss.
Who are you?
Namaste, sir.
Namaste.
I work for Life India Insurance, sir.
Peter’s house...?
This is Peter’s house.
There is an insurance policy on his name worth 25 lakhs.
The nominees for that amount are Sekhar Samuel and Mary.
I am Sekhar Samuel and this is my wife Mary.
Why would he make us the beneficiaries for the policy?
When did he purchase the policy?
It says 2015.
2015? That was before his wedding.
Sir, is it possible to transfer this to our daughter-in-law’s name?
Sorry, sir.
The company rules do not allow that.
The company has already issued a check.
If you sign these documents, I will give you the check.
Oh?
Here.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Laxman, could you please deposit this check in the bank tomorrow?
As soon as the amount comes into my account, transfer the money to Mallika’s account.
Hey, is it necessary to transfer to Mallika?
Your son died.
You don’t know if your daughter-in-law will stay with us or remarry and leave.
Give it a second thought.
What’s there to think about?
If she finds someone who can take really good care of her, I will get her married.
Then, what about the 25 lakhs?
I would consider it as a gift I would give my daughter upon her marriage.
Play.
[crying]
Balraju!
What is it?
Mom wants your blood.
Grandpa asked me to fetch you.
Why should I give your mother my blood?
Tell her that I won’t.
If you refuse...
Grandpa asked me to give this to you.
Alright, give it to me.
No.
He told me to give it to you after you get there.
Very smart!
Alright, go!
Where did your father go? -He went out of town.
Grandpa, do you want to have a drink?
Yes, of course!
Yeah, right! Do you think it’s free?!
You need to give your blood to earn this.
Sir... sir...
This is a non-smoking and non-drinking area.
You mustn’t drink here.
We put out a sign that says so.
What is the use you placed the board that says no drinking over there while I am drinking here...?
Do one thing.
Sir...
Until I finish drinking, turn the board in the other direction.
No, sir.
It’s almost time before sister arrives.
If she sees this, I will be fired.
Not to worry.
I will find a good burial ground for you and give you a job as a watchman there.
Sir! Please, don’t.
It’s almost time before sister arrives.
Please try and understand.
You keep harping on this sister! Who is she?
Tell her to come. We will talk it out.
Sir, she is here.
Cousin! -Sir...!
You kept going on and on about the sister. Is she the one?
Yes, sir. Do you know her, sir?
Know her? We are quite close.
Is that so?
Do this.
Hold this phone and feed your number into it.
Hey!
Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?
Do you think this is a hospital or a bar?
You are sitting here and consuming alcohol.
Don’t you have any common sense?
You give people here medicines but if I have some alcohol, it’s a crime, huh?
Don’t you ever talk sense?
Please marry me, Malli. I’ll talk sense.
Not just me. No girl in this world will marry you.
You are an idiot of the first order!
They say women usually like idiots.
If I am an idiot of the first order, there cannot be a better option than me.
Marry me, Malli.
I will kill you.
Step aside!
What are you looking at?!
You...
Malli...
Malli... Malli... Malli... Wait!
You are a nurse at this hospital, right?
You found yourself a good job.
It’s such a wonderful feeling when the girl that you love is a sister to everyone except you.
If you are thrashed plenty and lie here receiving treatment at the hospital...
I will be you sister too!
Even if I am dying, rather than coming here, I will seek out another hospital.
Mad fellow!
Don’t be so cute while scolding me, darling!
What the hell are you doing here?!
You come here, dear.
Are you going to threaten me again?
I lost my son and so was grieving.
If not, I would have killed you a long time ago.
It’s ‘cause you are grieving your son’s death, that you cannot understand my love.
If not, you would have understood it a long while back.
Just because we are quiet, you keep saying all sorts of nonsense.
Didn’t you learn your lesson when we thrashed your cousin the other day?
We should have caught you.
Well, I am here, right now. Hit me, then.
Sir, you hit me the other day. And yet I came here.
You hit my cousin the other day. And yet, I came here.
Even if you hit me now, I will still come here.
Give me a solution to resolve this.
Or else you just keep threatening that you would kill me.
This looks like a two-bit crook threatening a thug.
I drive a funeral van, sir.
Every day, I keep transporting dead bodies.
Worse, I will end up a dead body in my own van.
That’s all.
One minute.
Here...
I wondered how I would look if I died and so, made Satti take a picture of me that way...
...in my own van.
So, stop these stupid tricks and try something new.
So, you want to show off a bit in front of her, huh?
You don’t know what I’m capable of!
The picture you saw on my phone was just make-believe.
If you don’t back down, you would really end up as a dead person.
Gangi, seems that the song was played for you.
Where are you headed this early in the morning, making yourself all pretty?
I have some work at the market.
Is that so? Come, I shall drop you.
Not necessary. I will walk.
No. How will you walk all the way that far?
Come, I shall drop you.
Why are you bringing your lunch box?
Are you going to start your shift in the afternoon?
Of course, yes... If not, how will we be able to survive?
Do you even know how much your father’s medicines cost?
Don’t focus entirely on that girl.
At times, pay attention to your father too
Aren’t you there to look after him?
Yeah, right!
If I am going to be doing everything, what are you going to do?
Are you roaming around that Satti..?
Nonsense! Why would I do that? He showers only once a month.
Stop the vehicle there.
Why stop here? Isn’t the market up ahead?
I have some other work here. Stop here.
You go on ahead.
Alright, be careful and come home soon.
Hello?
Your vehicle repair was done!
Is that so? I am on my way.
I saw my mother being close with someone.
Hey, what are you saying?
He must be an acquaintance.
No... I don’t think so.
He doesn’t seem that sort.
She got up early, got ready and took lunch boxes.
Why would that be necessary, tell me?
I am certain that there’s something between the two.
Buddy, I hope you aren’t talking about that Mohan from TV shop.
Well...it’s cause...
even I saw your mother with him... four to five times.
I heard some rumours about it as well.
Hello... Srinu. -Hello.
You... Idiot.
Why are you hitting me?
Who the hell are you?
You don’t know me and yet you desire my mother?!
You want my mother, huh?
You are Ganga’s son?
I like Ganga.
Does that justify you hitting me?
How dare you tell me that you like my mother?!
Bro... bro.. no.
No... He is going to die!
If he dies, let him.
How dare he desires my mother?!
Come here!
I am asking you to come...
Next time, if you look at my mother or talk to her or tell her that I hit you...
I am going to abduct you and set you on fire while you are still alive!
Understand?
Let’s go!
What really went wrong that you are in this mood?
Come, let’s get a drink.
I am sad.
I know it.
That’s why. Let’s go and get a drink.
No, buddy.
I am feeling a little empty inside.
It’s a weird feeling.
When you feel that way, you must have a drink.
Come, let’s go!
You! Constantly with getting drunk! Alcoholic!
I drank, happy?.
If you drink it all, what will I drink.
My piss!
Shut up and listen to me.
I am unable to sleep in the night.
I am not able to focus on my work.
My life isn’t peaceful.
As much as I try to get closer to Mallika, her hatred for me grows.
When I look at my mother, I see her abandoning my father and me, and enjoying her time with some other man.
I don’t know what to do.
Everyone has problems.
But, I don’t have any solution other than this to offer.
Even with her situation, Mallika continues to remain chaste.
Even when I keep following her around, she doesn’t encourage me one bit.
That’s true.
She doesn’t even treat you as kindly she would a dog!
Never mind that! Continue.
It’s been so long since her husband died and she still continue to mourn for him.
Isn’t it rare for someone of this generation to be like her?
Why go that far? Just look at my mother.
Why bring aunt into this?
But, it’s true. Isn’t it?
Looking at them in that lens...
Mallika is still a better person than my mother.
Hey...
I feel like seeing Mallika.
Please don’t say that you would go to her house.
Malli...
Peter? Have you come?
I knew that you would come to see me.
It’s because it’s dark, everything looks blurry.
I can’t see.
Where is my glasses..?
How are you, my dear boy?
I am good, granny.
I came to pay you a visit since you are sad and miss me a lot.
Ever since you died, I don’t feel like having even a drop of water.
Don’t lie to me, granny.
When they made the offering of the food for the dead, Weren’t you the one who had the most amount of food there?
How do you know that?
I watch everything from the heaven.
Forget all that.
How will I be able to live without you around, Peter?
If that’s the case, then come with me. You can leave the world behind.
Oh no! Let’s do it next time.
Not this time.
Then, why get anxious?
Alright, I will go and talk to my wife and return.
Please, come back dear.
Why don’t you meet your father once before you leave?
Sekhar! Peter is here!
Goodness! This old woman made a mess of things.
Peter..?
Who is it?
Peter...
Hey, Malli...
why are you crying?
Is it because you lost the photo?
Of what use is a photo when the person in the photo died?
You stay, dear.
You! Get lost!
You Idiot!
How dare you slip into my house in the middle of the night?!
Don’t just let him go.
Call the police.
Do you think I couldn’t do that before?
If we lodge a complaint, our daughter-in-law will be the one who will be mocked at.
It doesn’t matter if I am mocked at.
Just call the police.
Say it! Say it! Would you dare go into their house again?!
Sir, please intervene.
Sir... Sir, Why are you hitting my son?
Tell them to stop.
Sir, please tell them. Please have some mercy.
Hello, Sir, tell me.
Uh...alright, sir. I will take care of it.
What is it, sir? What do you want us to do?
My boss called me. He wanted me to let that person go.
And here you are, asking me to file an FIR. His mother there keeps begging us not to hit her son.
This won’t work. Why don’t you guys talk it out and settle this?
What do you say? It's better..
Sir...Sir... My son isn’t that kind of a person.
He did that because he was intoxicated.
Things like this don’t happen... I’ll make sure that this doesn’t repeat, Sir.
Sir, please. Please let him go.
Let him go, you ask?!
It’s ‘cause you didn’t discipline him enough that he turned out this way.
Sir... it’s my fault.
Should we just let it go when some intoxicated man comes into our house in the middle of the night?
Tomorrow, if perchance no one is around and he takes advantage of our daughter-in-law, what do we do then?!
He isn’t the kind to do such a sort of a thing.
Yeah, right!
You are the one to vouch for him! Nonsense!
If you allow it, I’ll have one final word with him, sir. Bring him.
Hey, 402 -Sir
bring him here.
Sit down.
I don’t think I can sit down. If you want, you can stand.
Hey! Arrogant prick!
Useless fellow!
Look at what you are doing to a girl in mourning. Huh?
Your mother is worried and begs that we let you go.
Isn’t Mallika my daughter-in-law? Wouldn’t it pain to me to see her subjected to such pain?
All I said was not to bother her.
Take pity. She is in a lot of pain.
Aren’t you ashamed to harass her that way?
No, sir. I am not.
Apart from hunger, sleep and stubbornness,
don’t you have it in you to be kind, have a bit of mercy or being humane? Is your conscience acquainted with these qualities?
No, sir. I do not.
I heard that you worked as a headmaster in a school.
I don’t think you understood life as much as you understood books.
What does that mean?
You think you know more about life than I do?
Tell me. Come on, tell me about life. Tell me in a way that I can understand.
Even if I tell you, you wouldn’t understand.
Stop talking that way. Show some respect to the elder.
Isn’t it wrong to get drunk and go into their house?
Get lost! As if you have the moral compass to talk about what’s right or wrong!
You are not qualified to talk of about morals!
What happened, son? -Aunt, hold on. Don't talk.
Nephew, what is it? Why is he talking like that? -I told you, don't say any thing.
Sir, -Tell me
we don’t want to get involved in this mess.
All that we need is for him to stop bothering our daughter-in-law. Yes.
Like the elder suggested, if you write a letter promising not to bother Mallika ever again...
...I will let you go. If not...
Where are you going? -To meet Mallika.
Where is Mallika? -She is ward number three.
Everything okay?
The police beat me black and blue.
They even had me sign a letter stating that I would never bother you again.
Why did you come here again?
I cannot be without you.
How long are you going to mourn him? Is he going to come back to life if you keep crying for him?
The life that we all live, is nothing but a beautiful lie.
The death that took your husband way, is the unbelievable truth.
Since we cannot accept the truth, we end up living a life of lies.
Do you know how many deaths I witnessed?
If someone dies, people mourn for him for a day or two; or at the maximum, a week.
By the 12th day, things settle down and get back to normal.
It’s been so long and you still continue to mourn for him?!
It’s my husband; I am the one mourning and it’s my business.
I’ve been observing for quite some time -
you stop me wherever possible, spew some nonsense or the other,
get drunk and walk into our house!
Is this a joke to you?!
Do you really think this is love?
If this is not love, what else could it be, Malli?
Disgusting! Shut up!
There is no decency nor courtesy. What was it that you said earlier?!
“When someone dies, things get back to normal within a week”?
Yes.
How will things be normal?
When a mother sees her dead son... does that look normal to you?
When a father, who lovingly raised his son, heads the funeral procession for his son...
...does that look normal to you?
When a girl who leaves her parents and her home behind for her husband,
and dreams and wishes for a future with her husband... ...is left alone when he dies...
does that look normal to you?
Yes, it is normal.
Everyone goes through such things, Malli.
But does that mean you would stay this way for the rest of your life?
That’s none of your business.
I may or may not remain this way for the rest of my life. I may find someone or not.
But you are not welcome in my life.
Why? What did I do that’s so wrong?
Setting aside the love you have for your husband, tell me one reason why I am not eligible to be with you.
Ever since the day I saw you and up until now, everything that you did is a reason enough for me to reject you.
I don’t know if you understand this or not, Balraju.
This is a maternity ward.
I’ve been working as a maternity nurse in this ward for four years now.
Every day, I see a birth.
When there is a birth, everyone around the baby is very happy and have grand dreams for it.
I understand all that.
But, you... you attend funerals every day!
You don’t understand the value of life.
You don’t understand the pain behind the tears.
You constantly deal with dead bodies and don’t even respect death.
And I don’t think you value birth and life either.
It’s impossible for you to understand the life of love that lies between birth and death!
All these days, I was under the impression that getting you to like me was the challenge.
But strangely you are the one who gave me the solution to the challenge.
All this while I was thinking that this was a love story between you and me.
This is the love story between birth and death.
We are just temporary characters.
I figured it all out, Malli. -What did you figure?
You are a maternity nurse who deals with birth and I deal with death and funerals.
Even lord Brahma cannot find a better match than us.
The children you help birth will one day grow up and one day or another find their way to me after death.
And you will come to me.
Yes, I will. When I die, I will come to you as a corpse.
You can then happily bury me.
Did you listen to yourself?
You admitted that you yourself would come to me.
When you die, why would you want me to be the one to transport you?
Why can’t you use someone else’s vehicle?
That can only mean that you want to come to me.
See that...that is how much you love me and my vehicle!
Love?
In my opinion, there is no difference between you and the graves in the graveyard.
You must be imagining things.
Birth and death are two entirely separate worlds.
They can never meet.
Remember that!
Goodbye.
Murali?
Did Raju come by?
He hasn’t been home since yesterday.
Yes, sir. He came here yesterday.
Sister Mallika gave him an earful and sent him on his way.
I don’t know where he went after that.
But, Raju felt really bothered.
When the police beat him black and blue at the station, he wasn’t that bothered.
Was he really that bothered after Mallika gave him an earful?
Absolutely not possible.
Where could he have gone?
Brother, why did your wife scold me so much?
She said ‘good boy’ before she left.
If I really was such a good boy, why would she not love me?
She keeps scolding me and praising me!
She does what she wants.
How did you tolerate her?
You must have died because you couldn’t tolerate her any longer.
But I am not like you, brother.
I have a lot of patience.
I will tolerate her.
The problem here is that she doesn’t have clarity.
She says I am no different from the graves in this graveyard.
Doesn’t that mean you and I are the same?
She kept hugging you and crying. With me, she cries and tells me off.
Well, anyways, it’s good to see that she cries for the both of us.
But... I didn’t like this one thing about her.
I don’t care if you mind.
How could she say that I don’t respect death?
How wrong she is!
What does all my experience count for?
I helped the funerals of great many people and great people.
How can she say that?
Well, she is young. So, this time, I’ll let it slide.
[sniffles]
Well, I am glad to have your blessings.
That is enough.
Okay, I shall take my leave.
What?! It’s your birthday tomorrow?
Why didn’t you bring it up?
You stay right here.
I will bring my friends and the party to you.
We shall have fun.
Raju! Raju!
Come fast, buddy.
Our friends are all waiting for us.
Uncle, what’s up? What’s new?
Well, I am sure you have nothing new to say.
So, I’ll fill you in. Listen
Do you know what your son was up to?
A while ago, he went to a funeral and fell in love with the dead man’s wife
and proposed to her.
It’s true.
As soon as the people around her heard that, they beat him up nicely.
Are you asking me how?
Well, remember the way we chase and thrash a rabid dog when it walks into our street...
...your son was beaten up in the same manner and was thrown into the jail at the police station.
Even then, our fellow did not concede.
He took his funeral van out...
...and drove it around as if it was a golden chariot...and followed that girl around.
Finally, that girl was disgusted with him and begged him not to follow her,
gave him an earful, chewed his ego and spit it out!
Even then, he has no iota of shame.
Well, why would he have any shame at all?
He is your son after all, isn’t he?
Cousin...
What are complaining about to my father?
Nothing, cousin.
I am narrating the struggle that Mallika is going through...
... to gain her independence from you, in a manner that makes your father proud.
Enough with that nonsense!
Just leave.
♪At the time of birth, you give your mother pregnancy pains♪
♪When you die, you give your wife a heartache. ♪
♪When your clothes are stained, you change into clean clothes. ♪
♪Now your clothes are dirty and you cannot wash them. ♪
♪How are you, brother Peter? ♪
♪No matter what anyone says, you sure did die well. ♪
♪Like one picks the best fruit of the lot, ♪
♪The god above cherry-picked you. ♪
♪It’s all razzle dazzle on the outside♪
♪But it’s all empty from the inside. ♪
♪Listen, my dear fellow. ♪
♪I will tell you the way of the world. ♪
♪Listen, my dear fellow. ♪
♪I will tell you the way of the world. ♪
♪It glitters like gold on the outside♪
♪but inside it’s all sketchy. ♪
♪Give it a little tumble, ♪
♪You would know the real truth. ♪
♪Give it a little tumble, ♪
♪You would know the real truth. ♪
♪People are cunning little things, ♪
♪They are con artists with blemished characters. ♪
♪Everyone believes themselves to have a heart of gold. ♪
♪They are all greed and hunger. ♪
♪But they cannot live a rich life like yours, ♪
♪These poor souls. ♪
♪If I had money, they would take my side, ♪
♪If you have more money, they switch sides. ♪
♪Even if you cross paths, they wouldn’t wish you. ♪
♪If you have money, they will flock around you and praise you. ♪
♪The world is quite deep, dear Brother Peter. ♪
♪This life is just to excavate the experiences out of it. ♪
♪As you dig deep, they keep piling up. ♪
♪They drown you. ♪
♪These thieves that move around you and me. ♪
♪We are very happy boss. ♪
♪You are at the safest place. ♪
♪We are very happy boss. ♪
♪You are at the safest place. ♪
♪It’s all razzle dazzle on the outside♪
♪But it’s all empty from the inside. ♪
♪Listen, my dear fellow. ♪
♪I will tell you way of the world. ♪
♪It glitters like gold on the outside♪
♪Give it a little tumble, you would know the truth. ♪
♪The cars, houses and the gold rings on your fingers. ♪
♪None of them accompany us in our afterlife. ♪
♪The people who are with you and even your parents, ♪
♪they all leave the world when they burn on the funeral pyre♪
♪All the bonds that you’ve forged on this earth are a lie. ♪
♪The insects that lie beneath the soil are going to be your world. ♪
♪Brother Peter, people don’t change. ♪
♪That is why I am telling you this, please listen. ♪
♪The place where there is no pain or worry. ♪
♪Where tomorrow doesn’t matter is the graveyard. ♪
♪That is why♪
♪We are very happy boss. ♪
♪You are at the safest place. ♪
♪It’s all razzle dazzle on the outside♪
♪But it’s all empty from the inside. ♪
♪Listen, my dear fellow. ♪
♪I will tell you the way of the world. ♪
♪It glitters like gold on the outside♪
♪But inside it’s all sketchy. ♪
♪Give it a little tumble, ♪
♪You would know the real truth. ♪
♪Give it a little tumble, ♪
♪You would know the real truth. ♪
♪Give it a little tumble, ♪
♪You would know the real truth. ♪
To the dear and beloved first husband of Mallika,
I wish you a very happy birthday.
Yours, Balaraju.
Son, where have you been all night without coming home?
What is he doing here?
Hey! What is your business here?
TV Repair...
Hey! The TV needs repair. That’s why I called him here.
Why? Are you going to die if you don’t watch TV?
What about you? Haven’t you had a good beating the other day?
And yet you came to our house?
I will...get.... the picture tube...
You! Did you hit him?
I am asking you. Did you hit him?
Yes, I hit him.
So what?!
Does that make you angry?
Are you going to fly off in rage?
Even I am unable to take the cheap behavior you indulge in with him.
Like you haven’t ruined our reputation all over town...
...and now, you got him directly here!
Hey! Don’t talk rubbish.
I am going to say my piece.
Not just me. Everyone in the street talks about this.
As my mother, I loved you a lot.
But now... when I look at you, I am disgusted.
I don’t like it.
What don’t you like?
I don’t like your adulterous behavior.
When I keep remembering how immoral you are...
... I cannot sleep.
Do you understand that?
How dare you hit me when you are in the wrong? You!
No! No! Hit me instead.
Oh god! His love for you is annoying me.
I cannot watch this!
If I ever see you again, I will certainly kill you.
Mohana, please leave.
Uh...no.
I asked you to leave!
Please, don’t scold her.
Shut it! Get lost!
You! Come with me!
Let go!
I told you to come with me!
Sit down.
Here. Drink it
Tell me.
So, you suspect that there is something going on between us, right?
I don’t suspect. I know for sure.
Every morning you pack a lunch box for him... give him the left over corn kernels...
...I see everything.
What do you think you saw?
Just because I pack him lunch and give him corn cobs, does that mean we are having an affair?!
If a man and women looking friendly, the only conclusion is that they are having an affair?
It's true that Mohana likes me...
I respect him too.
Do you know why?
He asked me to marry him and said that he would treat me and my family as his own.
But, when I refused, he never brought it up ever again.
He just remained a good friend.
You've been struggling to confess your love to a woman.
And you think you can talk to me about improper behaviour?!
In order to win a girl's heart... ...you must first try and understand her.
If you want to understand Mohana, you must first understand Mallika.
Are you deeply hurt because of what I said in the morning?
When a mother hits her child, her heart is surely in pain.
Well, is there anything new about what you said?
Every day when I wake up and go to the market,
I hear someone or another pass such comments.
It’s very easy to judge and talk smack about others.
But...the sting those words carry will only be known to those who face them.
At times, I want to run away from all this.
That is why...I have this.
Mom... please don’t take it to heart.
Here, pour me a drink.
When a mother hits a child, the child’s heart aches as well.
Pour me a drink.
Even you like him, right?
When he said that he wanted to marry you, why didn’t you agree?
Dad?
When Mohana asked me to marry him, your father was the first person I told.
Even he voiced his approval to the marriage.
Well, then. Why didn’t you?
If I am going to be married once again, what’s going to happen to the both of you?
On the suspicion that something’s going on between us,
you spoke as if you were disgusted with me.
If…it was really the case,…
…you would have treated me with contempt.
Mother, that’s not the case.
Mohana is a very good guy.
If I am with him, I will surely be happy.
But, if that happiness means that you and your father would both grow distant from me,
that happiness would bring me the greatest sadness as well.
Your father has no one else besides us.
I want you both.
I cannot be without you both.
Where will we go leaving you?
Well, if all of us... were to stay together...
will you marry him?
Son!
What are you talking?
Yes, mother.
I was in the wrong regarding this.
I think you marrying him would be the right thing to do.
Alright, don’t think too much about this.
I will go and talk with him in the morning.
Son, that’s not it....
Don’t think about it and just go to sleep.
Enough if she is taken good care
Babu Mohana, you seem to be on a high.
Oh goodness! I don’t drink.
What? As a teetotaler, how could you have fallen for my aunt?
If my aunt opens a bottle of liquor, she will chug the whole thing, down to the very last drop.
Did you know that?
Yes, I do.
At times, I was worried she might swallow the bottle as well.
Hey!
Let’s cut to the chase.
You said that you wanted to get married to my mother.
Is that true or were you just bluffing?
Oh no! I swear on mother.
Oh god! Are you swearing an oath on my mother or yours?
How childish!
Why would you bring your mother, father and god into this?!
Sorry.
Trust isn’t something that comes through oaths or prayers.
It should be organic.
The other day even though I beat the shit out of you,
you still confessed that you like my mother.
That...that is a quality in a good man.
I like you.
Well... I will give my mother to you. Will you marry her?
What?
Son...
He looks like he might die out of happiness.
Enough with all this.
If anything goes wrong, you do know how I behave, don’t you?
No, son. Nothing will go wrong.
I will take very good care of you, Gangi and even your father.
Oh my! Gangi, is it?!
We will deal with our lives on our own.
But my mom should be happy.
Mohana, stop listening to these drab songs.
If you go mad, it would be another mess altogether.
Don’t worry.
I didn’t come here to fight.
I came here to invite you to a wedding.
Are you getting married? For real?
Malli..Bal..
Malli... Apparently, Balraju is getting married.
You have nothing to worry anymore.
That’s very good news. Very pleased.
Very good. God bless you.
I made it sound like I was getting married just to see you this happy.
I am not the one getting married.
It’s my mother.
What?! Your mom is getting married?
Yes, Malli
My mom fell in love with a young man called Mohana.
Young man?!
How long has it been since your father passed away?
No, uncle. He isn’t dead.
He is still alive.
But he is bedridden and isn’t of any use.
You mean, they are divorced?
Looks like she doesn’t get the whole picture.
Oh no, aunty. They are still together.
Anyway, what’s the point of them getting a divorce at their age?
How can you get your mother married when your father is still alive?
I don’t think you would understand even if I explained it to you.
Holy god!
What a pity!
What kind of family is this?
You are in love with a widow.
And your mother goes around with someone else, even though your father is still alive.
And now, you are getting them married and you are giving her away.
Very good! Nice!
What I don’t understand is, why are the moral standards in the society plummeting this steeply?
It’s our house and our business.
We do as we please.
Well, these are such good tidings and we wanted to invite you to the wedding
But here you are judging us!
Give it, cousin.
Here.
The food is free.
If you wish, you can come and give them your blessings.
Even if you don’t come, it isn’t such a great loss either!
Malli... you must come for sure.
It’s a wedding in your future home.
Bye, aunty.
Dear parrot, did you drink until your belly is full?
Your drunken son is here put some food in his belly.
Mother!
Disgusting! Stop that!
You would wake all the neighbors with this drunken tune!
There is food in the kitchen.
Go and help yourself, drunken idiot!
Oh goodness! As if you don’t surpass me in this.
And you call me a drunkard, huh?
[humming a tune]
What’s up, father?
What are you looking at?
Haven’t you gone to sleep yet?
This guy...!
Father, did you eat?
Did your wife give you your medicine?
Oh god!
Even though you are bedridden, you still live like a king.
The god really gifted you with a wife who takes such good care of you.
Please, forgive me father.
I ruined you.
I am giving away your adoring wife to someone else in marriage.
Well, what’s the point of just making a noise?
You are bedridden and I am just whiling away my life.
She should have someone to take care of her, right?
Father...
...apparently even your wife likes Mohana.
She told you about it, right?
Then, what’s the delay? Why make that noise?
Apparently, your wife wanted to sacrifice their love for our sakes.
Is she the only one who knows to sacrifice? Don’t you think we know too?
That is why I decided to give your wife away to him.
Since you cannot speak, I spoke on your behalf.
Well, go to sleep. Even I am sleepy.
Malli?
What’s up, Malli? Are you waiting for the bus?
No, I am waiting for an airplane.
Really? If that was the case, my vehicle takes people to a place way beyond
where the airplane flies.
Do you want to come? I will drop you.
Why are you torturing me?
Torture?
Well, stay put. I will be back.
Does this seem like torture to you?
If you spoke to me properly, why would I feel the need to follow you around?
When a person you love is in pain, is it wrong to want to check up on them frequently?
Why would you mistake that as me harassing you?
In all honesty, the reason why you are at least in such a state of mind is all due to me.
In fact, you should be the one to thank me.
Really? You think so, huh?
Of course!
Brother Peter’s death caused you this much pain.
And the pain I caused by loving you is this much.
Compare these two. Doesn’t it look small?
In fact, it’s completely eclipsed.
That is why you should be thanking me.
Anyways, I hope you are coming to my mother’s wedding.
No. I won’t.
Malli, please come. My mother would be happy.
She keeps asking about you.
Is that so?
If she really gives me so much thought, why doesn’t she give enough thought
to your father’s feelings?
Why is she getting married when her husband is still alive?
What do you mean, Malli? Why are you talking like others would?
No one in this world takes care of my father as much as my mother does.
Her entire life was spent catering to his needs.
What can he do? Such is the fate of being sick.
Does that mean she has to continue living such kind of life?
Doesn’t she get a second chance at happiness?
That is why me and my father are getting my mother married to Mohana.
If a 25 year old is chasing after a girl, his intentions are open to interpretation.
But, if a 50 year old man says that he wants a family and he wants a married life,...
...should I fault his intentions, Malli?
Malli, it would be good if our past remains in our memories.
But if we consider those memories to be life, we wouldn’t move forward.
I don’t want my mother to stay stuck.
My bus is here. I am leaving.
Malli !
I don’t like you being stuck in your pain either.
Someone who goes to school everyday, might fall in love with a girl at school.
If not at a funeral, where would someone like me, who attends funerals
every day, fall in love with a girl?
Malli, the life that we keep living, is a beautiful lie.
The death that has claimed your husband’s life, is the unbelievable truth.
Everyone goes through these things.
Does that mean you should not move on in life?
I don’t like my mom being stuck there.
Tell me, sir.
What would you like me to show you?
You can put on the Doordarshan channel and show us a superhero program.
What can you show us?!
Heard you are popular for your wedding wear.
Show us that.
Sonu, show them the stock that we received yesterday.
Please have it, sir.
Well, what about you? What’s going on with you and Mallika?
I don’t know, Mohana. I am unable to understand that girl.
If you really can’t understand her, why don’t you let her go?
I am getting my mother married to you.
And here you are, giving me such shitty advice.
That’s not it...
I meant...sometimes letting go will make things work.
Oh really?
Is this how you made my mother fall for you?
I was kidding.
What’s going on? Why has she been staring at you?
You were looking at me, right?
No.
I know that you were looking at me.
Let’s go.
Where?!
Come on, come. I’ll tell you later.
Mom! Come here
Guess who it is.
Mallika!
Oh goodness! How did you guess?
Who else would you be this comfortable with?
You think I wouldn’t be able to guess that much?
Are you well, dear? -Fine
Mallika, this is Mohana; My step-father.
Is my son troubling you?
Yes, aunt. He is troubling me a lot.
Mother! Mother!
Aunt, don’t hit him.
To tell you the truth, even though he’s been troubling me,
the anger I felt towards him helped me overcome my grief.
How is that possible, Balraju?
To fall in love with me and my past?
And you even love my husband from my past?
I don’t know, dear.
Things just worked out that way between the both of us.
Hey!
You said that you would be satisfied if I am polite with you.
From now on, do not bring up topics of love or marriage between us.
We can stay friends.
Oh goodness!
If you want, you can be friends with me.
Did I ask for your permission to fall in love with you?
You be friends with me and I will happily continue to be in love with you.
We can deal with other things later.
There is nothing further ahead for us.
I am giving you a heads up.
Alright, Malli. As you wish.
Well, in that case, friends?
Okay...friends.
Bye, aunty.
Bye uncle.
Why would you agree to be just friends with her?
My dear silly Mohana.
Today’s children are tomorrow’s citizens.
In the same manner, today’s friends are tomorrow’s lovers.
What about you? How could you hit me in front of that girl?
Have you no shame?!
Oh god! Why would you hit me again?
Mallika is going back all alone.
Go and drop her.
My mother is indeed awesome.
Malli, come. I will drop you.
Go about your business.
Why would you say that?
Am I not your friend?
Does that mean I am not your friend?
Well...for now...let’s say we are friends.
What?
Come, I’ll drop you.
♪Heart moved like the boat towards the sky♪
♪It is making a mess to need you♪
♪My life said that you’ve come♪
♪I asked the time ticking to stop right here♪
♪I asked the rotating earth to pull me towards you♪
♪My life has hidden the joy somewhere♪
♪Did I know that today after you are with me?♪
♪I overjoyed like a King in skies after listening to your words♪
♪I shined like the lightening over the blue cloud to know your arrival♪
♪This is the rain drop drenching my heart like the dancing peacock♪
♪You are the rain drop drenching my heart like the dancing peacock♪
♪I asked the time ticking to stop right here♪
♪I asked the rotating earth to pull me towards you♪
♪When hopes evaporated and are flying away♪
♪How did you find them back coming close in friendship? ♪
♪I gave heart soulfully, I’ll change your fate into mine♪
♪I’ll be with you even in dreams, nothing can separate us♪
♪Is another world coming close in real? ♪
♪Is the time testing me again in your form? ♪
♪Either in life or death, I’ll be with you in your heart♪
♪I’ll be your shadow of love never going away even in my last minutes♪
♪This is the rain drop drenching my heart like the dancing peacock♪
♪You are the rain drop drenching my heart like the dancing peacock♪
♪I asked the time ticking to stop right here♪
♪I asked the rotating earth to pull me towards you♪
Balraju...
Will you come to the hospital at 10 o’ clock in the morning?
I need to speak to you.
Dear, are you returning from the hospital?
Yes, father-in-law.
Come and have dinner, dear.
Did you eat?
Yes, I did. A little while ago.
Mix it up.
Malli...
your mother-in-law and I searched a groom for you.
They said that they would like to meet you. When would you like them to come?
Marriage...to me?
That is...
You might not want to get married but we have the responsibility to get you married.
How long will you stay alone, dear?
Everyone including the pall bearer in the streets thinks a widow is an easy target.
Damn it!
If I think like Peter’s father...
I have no right to question your choices such as the place you want to live, or whether you want to get married or not...
or even if you are interested in getting married to someone like Balraju.
Isn’t that so?
It’s your life and your wish.
But if I think like your father, you are our responsibility.
We will give a good amount of thought to where and with whom you would be the happiest.
We will consider your greatest well-being when we find a match for you and get you married.
Eat.
Father-in-law...
you mean more to me than my father.
[singing a peppy tune]
Come on, decorate it well. Aunt’s wedding should dazzle.
What are you going to do? Come and help on the other side.
Uncle is in the way.
Cousin, he says that your father is in the way.
If he is in the way, set him aside. -Okay!
Okay!
Hold on! Hold on!
Father, are you worried that we are sidelining you?
Why make that noise?
Aren’t we doing this with your permission?
He agreed. Come on lift him up.
Hey! Hey!
Not the bed. Just lift uncle up.
Sir! Sir! Please stop! Please stop!
Sir...
What happened?
There’s been an accident. We need to take the victim to the hospital.
Alright. I am heading there anyways. Come... get him in.
Alright, young man.
Hello?
Cousin?
Did sister Mallika come? -I don’t know, sir.
Why wouldn’t you keep yourself informed?
Why would they pay you a salary?
Just find out and call me back.
Alright, sir.
Hey! Come on hurry and help him.
Is Mallika here? -One minute, sir.
Is madam here?
Step aside! Step aside! -She isn’t here yet, sir.
Mom...
Hey! Step aside!
Mother!
Mother..?? -Mother!
What happened to you?
Mother? What’s all this?
Mom...
What do you mean an accident?
Please, get up once.
Once...just once... get up. Please talk to me.
Mom... mom...
I am getting scared.
Please talk to me.
Balraju, have you been waiting a long time?
It’s okay, Malli.
You said you wanted to tell me something.
My father-in-law got a potential groom for me.
I know you would be saddened to hear this.
I know how much you love me.
Let’s just put an end to this here.
Please...
I hope you understand.
How is my mother, doctor?
What happened to your mother, Balraju?
I am sorry.
She lost a lot of blood due to the injuries she sustained in the accident.
She is dead.
Balraju?
They said my mother is dead.
I am sorry.
I thought you came here and were waiting for me...
...and I said all that to you.
I am sorry, Balraju.
Never mind that, Malli.
My mother died because she couldn’t breathe.
I can breathe but it feels like I am dead.
Because...
the two important women in my life are leaving me at the same time.
♪The voice is still present in my throat. ♪ ♪and my heart still beats. ♪
♪But it feels like suddenly, I am losing my breath. ♪ ♪This pain surrounds me and suffocates me♪
♪Oh, dear god... ♪ ♪What kind of strange fates you write for us?! ♪
♪We are your puppets, ♪ ♪born to play the parts you’ve written for us on this earth. ♪
♪Oh, dear god... ♪ ♪What kind of strange fates you write for us?! ♪
♪We are your puppets, ♪ ♪born to play the parts you’ve written for us on this earth. ♪
♪You gather the stones and boulders, ♪ ♪turn them into deities in the temple. ♪
♪You give us flesh and blood♪ ♪and resign us to the fate of turning into dust in the end. ♪
♪You gave us bonds such as mothers and wives. ♪ ♪and you snatch them away from us just as suddenly♪
♪To remind us that nothing was ever ours to begin with in this world. ♪
♪Oh, dear god... ♪ ♪What kind of strange fates you write for us?! ♪
♪We are your puppets, ♪ ♪born to play the parts you’ve written for us on this earth. ♪
♪Oh, dear god... ♪ ♪What kind of strange fates you write for us?! ♪
♪We are your puppets, ♪ ♪born to play the parts you’ve written for us on this earth. ♪
What happened?
When the day breaks, it’s going to be Mallika’s wedding day.
She had always maintained her distance with me.
But...
I always gave her the benefit of doubt because she doesn’t know any better.
But...
But now she’s gotten close to me,
I am finding it difficult to take in the fact that very soon she’s going to go out of my life.
The girl you are in love with is getting married.
It indeed is a huge problem.
When I fell in love with your mother, I never imagined that I would convince you and you father for a wedding.
After you found out about us, the problem grew bigger.
But, wasn’t that solution for the problem within you?
As soon as you recognized the love we had for each other, everything changed.
I suggest you find out what the exact issue is.
Doesn’t matter how big a problem it is. The solution to it would always be very small and simple.
A simple solution for a big problem?
Who told you that, Mohana?
Your mother did.
♪Oh, dear god... ♪ ♪What kind of strange fates you write for us?! ♪
Come, let’s go.
♪We are your puppets, ♪ ♪born to play the parts you’ve written for us on this earth. ♪
Hey, put that aside.
Take this money and...
What is he doing here?
Laxman, the responsibility of making sure that things don’t go awry is yours.
Who allowed you inside?
There... see that bearded watchman. He allowed me in here.
If I really wanted to fight, I would have come when Mallika was around.
I came here to talk to him.
But if you insist there needs to be a fight,
I will thrash everyone here, stop the wedding and then leave.
David, do you agree to be married to Mallika?
I agree, father.
Mallika, do you agree to be married to David?
I agree, father.
The thing is, last Monday, Mallika and I met each other for the last time.
She told me that her father-in-law is getting her married and asked me to never meet her again.
Unlike my usual reaction, I decided that I wouldn’t meet her anymore.
The thing I don’t understand is...
after Brother Peter’s death, you wanted Mallika to remarry. You are getting her married.
What is it that stops you from considering me as a groom to marry her?
You are the issue.
When my son died,
instead of finding her own path, she stayed and cared for us, way beyond how she would take care of her own parents.
Mallika means more to us now than our son who died.
How can you imagine us giving her away to you?
The day Peter died, you said that you love her and made a fool of her in front of everyone there.
You even took the matter to the police.
And then, your mother...
Great mother.
Christ, forgive me for saying this.
She is even worse.
She has a husband and she still has an affair with someone else.
How can I send my daughter Mallika to your home in marriage?!
You, your mother and...your sleazy morals. What is this?!
Disgusting!
When you didn’t respect our mourning, I thought you have no respect for the dead.
When you father is still alive at home and you went ahead to get your mother married,
I thought it’s because of the way you were raised.
Okay.
Lastly, even though there’s been a death in your family very recently,
you chose to disrespect mourning and come here instead to have this discussion with me.
I don’t really get it!
We beat you up, reprimanded you and even dragged you to the police station.
Enough!
Now, we can’t take it anymore.
We beg you. Please leave us alone.
Please...
I came here to speak to you...
but you are the one that has a lot of to say.
I don’t even know what to respond to first.
Alright. I will start with my mother.
A pity she died.
She was twelve years old when she was married off to my father.
I was born when she turned fourteen.
My father became bed-ridden when she was fifteen.
Up until then, my mother tried living a comfortable life with my father’s income.
At once... she lost all support and tucked me onto her hip and took to earning a living for herself and us.
Only the god above and she know how much she starved to feed me twice a day.
Even when she didn’t have a single penny on her, she never begged or resorted to doing anything wrong.
After all these years, a great man came along, understood the situation our family was in,
understood my mother’s heart and wanted to get married to her.
Even though she wanted to get married to him...
she rejected him because she couldn’t leave me and my father behind.
That is how great my mother is.
This mother of mine is making me cry!
And who are you to talk about her and my upbringing? What do you know?
It’s okay for you to take on the role of Mallika’s father and get her remarried after your son’s death
But you judge that I am wrong to take on the voice of my bedridden and sick father, and get my mother remarried.
Are you...are you saying that what’s right for Mallika isn’t right for my mother?
I don’t know, sir.
You be the judge.
If I say something, you would call me uncouth and disrespectful and someone who doesn’t understand the value of things.
Even if I explained to you, the value I place on things, you wouldn’t understand.
That’s ‘cause you can know life only until your death.
But, I started at death.
Are you scared?
Yes, uncle.
These people think that death is a huge deal.
But it is a very small thing.
Just as birth, death is the same too.
A child in a mother’s womb thinks that the world is only as big as the womb and there is nothing beyond it.
But when it’s born,
it is shocked to see such a huge world in front of it and so, begins to cry.
Death is just the same.
It is as good as leaving the womb of the earth and reaching another plane.
When a person dies, we are under the impression that it is the end and there is nothing more to it.
Well, who knows?
Maybe there is a happier life for the dead elsewhere.
And maybe all those who die are headed there.
That is why there is no need to cry for the dead nor to fear death.
How will it work if you are scared of such things?
Here, help me. I need to fix the pall.
As my uncle Sreenu said...
I don’t know if there is another world beyond death.
Only the dead know it.
But there is one thing I know.
We don’t know when death comes. But, when it does, it comes in a flash and steals life.
What matters is how happy we are before that happens.
If someone wants to really be happy, there is no better heaven than earth
and for the one who wants to be sad, there is no greater hell than this earth.
Both of them are right here.
The reason why I am telling you this is because Mallika likes me too;
because Mallika would be very happy with me.
Mallika likes you?
If she likes you, she would tell us.
Alright, sir. Let’s assume that Mallika doesn’t like me.
I was the one in love with Mallika.
I was the one who followed her around and proposed marriage.
And like you said, I am the one who robbed her of peace of mind.
If I was the one who did all this, shouldn’t I be the one to let go of her first?
Why did Mallika come up to me and tell me –
Balraju, I know how much you like me. But let’s just put an end to all that now.
Why would she think that she has to put an end to all this?
That can only mean that she likes me too.
But that foolish girl is getting married to someone else just to please you.
Even if I cry, my mother wouldn’t return to life.
I will take care of your daughter-in-law as I would my dead mother.
In this entire world, the ones who love Mallika the most are the two of us.
That is why I think you would understand.
The rest is up to you, sir.
If you think Mallika is your responsibility, give her hand in marriage to whoever pleases you.
I will not question your decision.
But, if you really consider Mallika to be your daughter, and if her happiness is what matters the most,
give her to me.
I will care for her more than you do.
Fella, how much is a corn kernel? -Ten rupees.
I will not sell it to you.
Give it a thought. I will give you what you want.
No matter how much you pay me, I will not sell it to you. If you need to, go and buy it at the next vendor.
What if I give you Mallika?
♪A lot many have courted this beautiful lady♪
♪But she is going to finally belong to him. ♪
♪His heart leaps on to the streets of joy♪
♪and dances to a merry tune. ♪
♪seeing the image of a goddess in front of him. ♪
What’s all this, sir?
Even I don’t understand this.
I still don’t like you completely but...
♪this bond isn’t something that will break off easily. ♪
More than me approving you, Mallika should be the one to approve you.
♪A lot many have courted this beautiful lady♪
Now, tell me…
will you sell it or not?
Stop it, sir! You made me cry!
Why one? Take the entire lot!
Mom! Mom! See, Mallika is here.
Couldn’t you have waited two months before leaving us? You could have spent time with her.
You are always in a hurry.
Shut up!
♪I bow to the red of your lips♪
♪Lotus-eyed beauty, I bow to you. ♪
♪I bow to the red of your lips♪
♪Lotus-eyed beauty, I bow to you. ♪
♪Bountiful tressed beauty, I bow to you♪
♪from the bottom of my heart. ♪
♪A lot many have courted this beautiful lady♪
♪But she is going to finally belong to him. ♪
♪The queen who rules without a crown. ♪
♪The goddess who moved my heart and gave me salvation. ♪
♪I turned speechless as I gaze upon your face. ♪
♪Do you have some sort of magic in your eyes? ♪
♪Beautiful lady, as soon as I saw you, ♪
♪my heart leapt out of my body and fell in love. ♪
♪A lot many have courted this beautiful lady♪
♪But she is going to finally belong to him. ♪
♪His heart leaps on to the streets of joy♪
♪and dances to a merry tune. ♪
♪seeing the image of a goddess in front of him. ♪
♪this bond isn’t something that will break off easily. ♪