[devotional song playing]
Please present 'kheer' for oblation.
- [drums beating] - [bells clanging]
[celebratory music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
Devi, please wish your baby
to be healthy and have a long life and eat the offerings.
[joyful music playing]
[song playing]
[song continues playing]
[song playing]
[song continues playing]
May God bless the tiny life growing inside you
and protect your family always.
[exhilarating music playing]
This child will bring happiness and prosperity under Rama's rule.
[chuckling]
There won't be prosperity. In fact, everything will end.
I'll stir up a storm during Rama's rule.
A storm.
This land couldn't be disintegrated even by a lethal attack.
However, words can cause an explosion similar to a volcano.
The seed of a banyan tree is smaller than a mustard seed,
but it pierces through a mountain while growing up.
I sowed the seed of doubt
in the mind of this launderer.
It will gradually grow
and pose a threat to the entire kingdom.
Rama's rule! Huh!
[chortling]
[bell clanging]
[theme song playing]
[joyful music playing]
Please hurry up.
Please cook 'saag' a little more.
Listen, please fry the masalas longer.
The vanara army
wouldn't have tasted such food
in the entire world, let alone Kishkindha.
All of them will be satiated
after feasting on the food prepared by Sita
in King Rama's kitchen.
Mother, please lower your volume.
If Hanuman hears you,
he might not return to his town.
[cackling]
[suspenseful music playing]
Look. Hanuman is here.
He wants to check everything his Mother Sita made for him.
Mandavi, he didn't come here by chance.
He has been attracted by the aroma of food.
Right, Hanuman?
Don't tease him. Please come, Hanuman.
Look. Sita made many delicacies
to satiate your and your vanara army's
taste buds.
Son, the long wait is over.
Please go and invite your vanara friends to the feast.
Additionally,
our subjects will also taste the food made by Mother Sita today.
Rama asked me to invite the subjects to this feast.
[tense music plays]
Aha!
What an aroma!
I feel hungrier after smelling the aroma.
Mother Sita, we'll thoroughly enjoy the food today.
Please hurry up as we can hardly control ourselves now.
[joyful music playing]
Hanuman!
[suspenseful music playing]
Son,
are you hiding your true feelings from me?
What happened?
Aren't you happy?
Why do you look restless?
'Rama's Sita is impious!'
'She is impure and loose!'
'Raghav's wife is impure!'
Mother, I'm a vanara, you see.
My expressions are different from those of humans.
I'm eager
to feast on the delicacies you've prepared.
Mother, I have difficulty controlling myself.
Mother, I'll go and inform everyone.
All the vanaras are excited.
Today, the entire Ayodhya will learn
that my mother never breaks her promise.
[dramatic music playing]
[joyful music playing]
[joyful music continues playing]
[joyful music playing]
Delicious! Lord, we love it.
Hail Mother Siya.
It seems Goddess Annapurna cooked the delicacies
instead of Mother Sita.
[exhilarating music playing]
- Hail King Ramchandra! - All hail!
- Hail Mother Sita! - All hail!
I want to request His Majesty to let me stay here.
We won't get such delicious food in Kishkindha.
You're right.
My stomach is full but still, I don't feel satiated.
Keep eating. There is more food.
Look. Hanuman is still eating.
[Chaupai playing]
Could I please have a second helping of 'kadhi bajra'?
Sure. I'll go and bring it.
[mellow music playing]
Why are you standing still?
Please go and serve him 'kadhi bajra'.
Your Majesty, the food is over.
We will prepare more,
but we need time.
We'll make haste.
[tense music plays]
Hanuman, please eat 'laddus' until 'kadhi bajra' is served to you.
I don't want 'laddus'.
Please serve 'jalebis'. 'Jalebis' were delectable.
Could I get more?
Sure.
Lord, all the food in the kitchen is finished
and all the utensils are empty.
We need time to prepare more food.
But Son Hanuman doesn't seem to be satiated.
You kept these innocent vanaras
hungry during our exile.
You promised them
to satiate them later.
So, please satiate them.
[tense music plays]
One 'jalebi'!
Mother, it won't suffice.
Please go and bring two platefuls more.
Sure.
"Hail Bajrangbali Hanuman."
Sita, please don't worry.
My Hanuman will be satiated for sure.
Come with me, Sita.
[intriguing music plays]
Here you are, Sita.
If you serve this to Hanuman,
he will be satiated.
[dramatic music playing]
Really?
Trust me.
[intriguing music plays]
[joyful music playing]
It is God's offering
for His devotee.
[song playing]
[exhilarating music playing]
Hanuman, please eat this 'laddu'.
[joyful music playing]
[mellow music playing]
[devotional song playing]
[burping]
Mother, you're akin to Goddess Annapurna.
The food was delicious.
Mother, I'm now full.
You can't be like this.
Later, you'll complain that I didn't serve you enough food.
Please eat a few 'laddus'.
No, Mother.
I'm satiated physically and mentally.
Lord, you used the basil leaf
like a weapon.
No, Hanuman.
[Chaupai playing]
Father, that's absurd.
He wasn't satiated even after eating numerous delicacies.
Then how did he feel satiated after eating a basil leaf?
Ganesha, the reason is that
Hanuman's hunger wasn't physical.
He felt unfulfilled deep inside.
As it is,
basil is considered Shri Narayana's offering.
When Devi Sita served Hanuman a basil leaf
inscribed with Rama's name,
Hanuman was immediately satiated.
Do you know why?
When a devotee is served his God's offering,
they are satiated both physically
and mentally.
At that moment,
Rama's name became an eternal part of Hanuman's being,
who is an ardent Rama devotee.
When a devotee chants their God's name,
it becomes a part of their being.
This is the power of chanting.
What does a devotee want?
The blessings of his Lord and affection.
When they finally get it,
they feel fulfilled.
Unbelievable!
A basil leaf and the name inscribed on it
are so powerful.
Ganesha, it's not the basil leaf,
but trust and faith, which are powerful.
It doesn't depend on the volume of the offerings
but the love and intention behind it.
I feel hungry after witnessing Hanuman
eat so many delicacies.
I'll go and eat something.
Mother has made 'modaks' for me.
You explained the power of offerings to Ganesha,
but what about the power of words,
which will harm Ayodhya soon?
Words
are a kind of weapon,
which can save us
or kill us.
[thunder rumbling]
It's a high tide.
A flood is imminent.
But I can't see Suniti's boat
anywhere around.
It's already night.
Where could she be?
It's done.
The seeds of doubt I sowed
will now grow.
[thunder rumbling]
[melancholic music playing]
Father, your son is shouldering a huge responsibility.
I won't let the great kingdom established by our ancestors
be harmed.
I'm ready to make any kind of decision
and sacrifice.
Father, I won't back off.
[thunder cracking]
Father, I, Shri Rama's wife,
and your daughter-in-law won't back off either.
I will uphold the trust of the subjects
in King Rama and his rule.
I won't let Raghukul's decorum
be tarnished.
Raghukul's idealism
will be ruined.
People will cease
to trust the Raghukul lineage.
Launderer,
you will be the first such person.
You may wash the dirty clothes of people,
but you won't be able to rid yourself of your suspicion.
You trusted your wife earlier.
Let's see
whether your trust is stronger than the seed of doubt
I sowed in your mind.
[whispering]
[thunder cracking]
Did she fail to return because of the high tide in the river?
Or is she late
for some other reason?
'You know the nature of society and are well aware of it,'
'yet you choose to ignore it?'
'The blemish on the character of a female can never be removed?'
'You're pure but what about society?'
'If something happens behind your back,'
'how will you know?'
Doubt is like a spark
which turns into fire
and burns down trust.
Today,
your trust will be consumed by the flames of doubt.
And I will turn the fire of mistrust
into a volcano!
I'll set Rama's happy life
and his rule on fire
and reduce them to ashes.
[intense music plays]