Smoking is injurious to health.
It causes cancer.
Drinking alcohol is injurious to health.
Smoking is injurious to health
and it causes cancer.
Alcohol Drinking is injurious to health.
Hey, you! Do you want to speak any more?
Doctor!
Why shall we be eating trash?
Why can't we...
eat rice like the aristocrats?
We have listened to these same words from you many times, Birsa!
Do you want to say anything new?
We have nothing new to say to you, doctor.
You always know that...
Blood has no difference. - Oh!
When you get beaten...
You feel the same pain as much as this Munda does.
You see the lives of these Munda...
You have occupied those lands illegally.
To remove you from those lands
and return those cultivated lands to Diku,
Munda will feel the same amount of pain.
Hey! Am I right?
Hey! Speak.
Who were with you that day? Speak!
Who was with you?
Speak! Hey! Many have confessed against you.
Speak! - Listen to me all Munda.
All Munda!
Earth is created...
Take this. - ...by soil.
If this body does die,
you will not get free.
Be brave.
Don't forget this line.
God has sent us to jails,
but he has left.
We have given you all the weapons.
I'm telling you to be brave.
I'd help you to identify all the enemies.
Do not hand over those weapons.
You will win.
We, slaves, do not die.
Write the cause of death is cholera.
Write that...
the stomach is attacked.
The small intestine has decreased.
There is no mark of injury on the body of the prisoner.
The cause of cholera is still unknown.
"Hey just have a look at us."
"Look at how we are suffering."
"We've lost faith in"
"in your world dear lord."
"Hey just have a look at us."
"Look at how we are suffering."
"What kind of a father are you dear lord?"
Will you write only about history and aboriginals?
Did all the resistance happen in the villages and the jungles?
There is a long incident happening in the cities.
Many boys are dying inside jails
due to the torture of the police even after freedom.
Will you not write about these?
Hello!
Is it the house of Rothi Chatterjee?
Yes, this is Rothi's mother.
I'm speaking from the morgue. Please come at once.
What do you want to see? Mother!
There is nothing left on the face.
Does he have any specific marks?
Bolai! - Yes, master!
Remove that picture, and keep it in the garret.
Today, Bonny is marrying at our house.
You just stayed as the father of Bony
and never cared about Rothi.
Bolai!
After leaving the picture in the garret,
you also take all my belongings, utensils and books,
and even the god's statue as well and keep them in the same room.
Okay.
How dare you speak such words to me in front of Bolai?
Didn't you have any shame?
You removed the picture of your own son
from your room and moved it to the garret.
Are you talking about him who was caught by the police,
was against the police,
and was against my country. - I was not able to.
You have created such a country.
I was not able to
fight against this country
or the police.
But my dear Rothi could do that.
That's why
they killed him,
and you threw him out from your own room.
Please, let him stay inside me.
Be aware.
You have written about us in 'Rothi'.
They will not leave you in peace.
You also stay alert.
Mahananda.
Directed by Arindam Sil.
Anyway, so shall we start?
So, Mohal! Which topic have you decided to work on?
Ah...
Mahananda Bhattacharya.
What? Mahananda?
Yeah, her work, her influence in Literature,
and her philosophy. - Are you sure?
Yes. Have I spoken something wrong?
Who has given you this idea? Is it Bihan?
She is a great subject for a PhD.
Nowadays, even American universities are working on her.
And we...
I hope that I have taken the right decision.
Absolutely.
Will you drink tea?
Yes. - Just park the car on the left side.
Take it.
Yes.
Palit Sir was telling me yesterday
if your PhD... - Yes, it will happen.
After finishing the party work at Jangal Mohal,
I'll finish my work later. Finish the tea.
That woman's personality is a little rude, just like you.
Nice!
Let's freshen up.
We'll go to a native village, you'll feel a different experience.
Let's go. - Yeah, let's go.
"Colour has taken over the jungle."
"Honey has gathered into all the flowers and fruits."
"We'll hand over our daughter at your door."
"Soil, honey, and Red Hills are calling for you."
"Colour has taken over the jungle."
"Honey has gathered into all the flowers and fruits."
"After finishing a year-long work,"
"my mind wants to get back home to see your face,"
"fresh white rice with the scent of the village is cooked,"
"it will be served after the sun sets."
"Colour has taken over the jungle,"
"honey has gathered into all the flowers and fruits."
How are feeling about Jhansi's weather?
Excellent.
What has happened?
Mm!
Nothing has happened.
What do you mean by nothing has happened?
Nothing has happened means nothing has happened.
The whole history is wrong. - What?
I see.
50,000 trees over the stage of Swietenia.
Golden water does not have any spots and none opens the pages.
Manda!
For over five weeks...
You were discussing with Professor Gupta.
You finished reading all the books in his library.
You even walked to National Library...
to save some money for our family. - Hmm.
You brought so many notes
to just write a novel.
If you have written down
all your research,
your MA. in English degree
turned PhD.
Even after all these, you are saying nothing has happened.
You have already written a 400 pages novel.
You are still saying nothing has happened.
These history books have only facts.
These do not have any truth.
I see.
So, you are saying that
those have
information
but lack emotion.
That's why you are perfect in dialogues in your dramas.
Right. - Thank you.
Emotionless information.
Yeah.
However, how will you find the 100 years old
emotions of history
on this day?
My lady, Mahananda!
In their songs.
The songs are sung by Jhansi's women.
In their minds and songs,
the Queen of Jhansi still exists, Bidhan.
I'll have to extract those words from them.
In each stone and soil of Jhansi,
I'll have to put the focus, Bidhan.
"Made stove from stones, cut sticks with an axe..."
"She has made a stool from a stone slab and she goes to her house."
"Then she goes to her house."
I see.
I'll have to introduce you
to someone else.
He is the son of.
Queen of Jhansi's nephew.
Churamoni Tambe.
Come, daughter.
Greetings! - Greetings!
Please! Have a seat. - Thank You.
So, do you want to
write stories about the Queen?
Yes.
How will you write?
With my brain and my focus.
I have read a lot of books about her.
Are you using only your brain and your focus?
Yes, I'll write with my brain
and with my heart as well.
In the soil of Jhansi,
there are many legends hidden here.
She is still living as a memory
among the minds of the people from here.
When you talked about your heart,
you were right.
Grandma still exists...
in the hearts of the people from Jhansi.
You'll certainly write
excellently.
Thank you.
"The ones who fed the soldiers cream"
"but ate less themselves."
"Lakshmi the queen of Jhansi will"
"will forever be alive in my heart."
"The king wipes off the tears from Motijaan's eyes."
"Motijaan's eyes."
"Slowly slowly her heart burns with the fire of revolution."
"She dreams of a great country."
"She dreams of a great country and her face is resolute."
"Laxmi Bai stood tall and protected Jhansi's"
"honour, she Protected Jhansi's honour."
"Nana had promised to protect Lakshmi."
"That's why Nana clashed with the British officer."
"That's why he clashed with the British officer."
"The ones who fed the soldiers cream..."
"but ate less themselves."
"Lakshmi the queen of Jhansi will"
"will forever be alive in my heart."
Bidhan!
What is it?
What has happened?
What is this?
Wait a minute. - Is it a mystery?
What is it?
Take it.
What are you looking at?
Mitul. Mitul from this side.
My latest novel has come out. I have just received it.
What is your subject this time, Mitul?
The Queen of Jhansi. - The Queen of Jhansi!
Good.
So, how will you send it to me?
But there is no need to send it.
My eye condition does not help me.
Leave it.
What have you said?
They have given you 500 rupees!
Wonderful!
Excellent!
Mitul!
I want to say something.
Don't write for money.
Also, don't even write for art's sake.
That is also worthless.
Human!
You must write for human's sake.
Understood!
Mitul! Bhabhani!
Yes, he is here.
Radha!
Where is Bhabhani? Mitul has called.
Take it.
Yes, Hello! - Hello, Bhabha!
My latest novel has come out. - Latest?
What are you saying?
The previous one was 'Salmajurer Ghagra'.
What is the name this time? Colourful bangles
or Pearl Ornaments. - No.
This time it is on the life of Lakshmi Bai.
Are talking about a historical novel?
Not a typical historical novel.
But I just noticed that...
History does not follow the actual life of Lakshmi Bai.
Local people see her in a different manner.
History does not follow... - There will always be a difference.
Men will always ignore the Queen of Jhansi
and Sultana Razia in their writings.
Good.
You are rewriting history in a new way.
Now, search for this new history.
As time goes by,
people will rearrange history on their own accord.
Nothing will be real.
It will stay, Bhabha.
Oh! Your previous writing was...
'Salmajurer Ghagra.'
Now I can call you my niece.
Send it as soon as possible.
Please read it. - Wonderful!
Very good.
Now, pay your rent.
You are too late.
Take it.
The first novel of Mahananda Bhattacharya.
Wow! Comrade.
Where did you find it?
This is extremely rare.
Yes.
But for your kind information: this is not her first novel.
Is that so?
The first one is 'Salmajurer Ghagra'
which is a spicy one. And then it comes.
We can meet
a renowned writer and a great activist.
Mahananda Bhattacharya tomorrow.
Really? Are we going to meet tomorrow? - Yes.
Is it true?
Yes, we are going,
but she may not meet us for her unpredictable nature. - Alas!
She lives in a local village
and has opened a workshop.
I found it in a local party office.
See what I have brought with it?
Okay.
I have heard that there was always a library at your party office.
But nowadays...
Yes, study circles and learning are very important.
But nowadays, fieldwork is very much needed.
You have to work in the field.
Mohal! I always believe that
these theories are only applicable to their country.
But this is a different country.
The realities and perspectives are different here.
My party comrade has to understand that.
Why did your party ignore this fact in 1920 when this was found?
I don't want to have any debate on this.
Oil your own machine.
Okay!
Let's read Lenin and the workers' association.
Hey! - What!
Is it right?
Don't be nervous.
Don't be nervous. Looking great.
Wow! Comrade!
Is it permissible to say 'looking great' at your party?
Take all these songs from me
that love at your feet. Humble lays where.
In that liar's full melody.
Soul freely nears in shining rays.
Who has written it?
Who?
Karl Marx to Jenny Marx.
How is Karl Marx related to love poems?
So, what do you think? Do Communists not make love?
What? - No.
120, 120 plus one... - Mother!
Mother! - Speak!
A couple has come from Kolkata. - Yes, I can see that.
What is their purpose of visit?
Will 180 rupees work? - Mother wants to know the purpose you are here.
We are here for...
Take it.
Now, you all may go. - Bye, mom!
Who is calling now? Hello!
Yes.
Which one is the Rotary club?
No, brother.
I cannot go to the felicitation.
No.
I may go if you provide me with some clothes.
There are many children here.
If you give me clothes, I'll certainly go.
Okay.
Where are you from?
Is it from a university or industry?
I'm from Calcutta University.
Calcutta University! So, what do you want?
Is it a project for the end semester
or a program on community development outreach
or an internship
or a smooth report from RND?
Let me speak for a moment, please.
She is Mohal Sen.
She is doing PhD in Sociology.
She wants to do research on your work. - I see.
Do you know the difference between whisky and rum?
What? - Yes.
Whisky is produced from
wheat, burley, and corn.
Rum is produced from sugar cane. - Wonderful!
How is 'Haria' produced?
How much native liquor does a bottle carry?
Let's talk about 'Mahuwa'.
How long does it take to extract juice from a 'Mahuwa' fruit?
No, I mean...
That...
You know their geography, and history, but not their chemistry.
And you came here to work for the tribesmen.
Hey, Mansi. - Yes.
Give them the report they are asking for.
Our community report helps the university.
Tell her. - Okay.
Wait.
Actually, I was told to speak to you
by Comrade Sen, Minister... - Hey, listen.
The girl beside you, Mansi, and that girl behind you...
Her name is Basan Mahato.
She's making baskets.
They didn't require any reference.
So, don't try to coax me into that.
You won't get anything by referring a minister's name.
Leave. Get on to your Party.
It's so convenient for you.
No commitment, no involvement.
Not at all. - Is that so? What do you want to say?
You're doing it to fulfil your desires.
You have the power. You have the government.
Tell me one thing, Mister.
You are powerful.
And also have the government's support.
What did you achieve?
Operation Barga.
Oh, that. How long will you show it off?
Why? Even when I needed you,
I didn't want your higher up to make me a party member.
Rationing? - Rationing.
Do they even keep track of people dying from hunger?
How many meals do they get each day?
Do those old papers of yours
keep track of our tea garden?
They are shamelessly seeking an excessive commission.
And you have come here to coax me?
Leave. I'm...
Hey Mansi. - Yes.
Hey, listen. People have come from the town.
Give them whatever they want. - Okay.
And whatever you give them, charge accordingly.
Okay.
Let them use it.
At least our tea expenses for tomorrow will be covered up.
Leave.
Stupid people!
They came to work for the tribesmen. Huh.
Mohal. - Impossible, Bihan.
I can't work on that woman. I can't.
But you'll have to understand. - What do I understand?
She's an artist. You'll have to understand this.
Who talks like that to someone in the first meeting?
Wait.
Wait, listen.
Listen, she's a different person. - So what?
Hey.
She didn't listen to us at all.
Pull over.
What happened?
I can't take it.
Hm. - Why are you coming out?
Go back from where you came.
Stop behaving like that.
I'm already annoyed. Don't bother me any more.
I understand. But what's my fault here?
It's all your fault. I came here because of you.
Alright.
It's my fault. I accept. Get back.
What happened?
I want to go to the market. - Where?
You told me about it.
I want to go. - Yes.
Get in the car.
Come on.
Come.
What will you buy?
"Drums plays, Dhumsa plays."
"The entire forest is adorned with the sacred tree bloom."
"You haven't decorated your own house."
"The roads are decorated by travellers, the sky is decorated"
"by the moonlight."
"Everything says red like the sacred tree bloom."
"It's shows the golden smile for your face."
"Drums plays, Dhumsa plays."
"The entire forest is adorned with the sacred tree bloom but you"
"still didn't decorate your house."
Can we drive back this far?
Do we have any other option?
Does anyone want some syrup?
Date syrup anyone?
Should we
try to talk to her again?
After all, she's a... - Renowned writer.
Her mood can change. I'm misunderstanding.
Right?
I've heard it 25 times since yesterday, Bihan. Leave it.
Does anyone want some syrup?
Date syrup anyone?
Hey.
Shall I call him? Do you want to eat something?
Fill it.
Here.
Kanu.
Listen, listen.
Give them fresh juice.
Understood? - Greetings, aunt.
Give them fresh juice.
They are from the city. Take care of this.
Hey, Ms Calcutta.
Are you angry? Are you returning to the city?
Actually, we wanted to... - Don't speak.
I've also crossed your age. I understand.
What makes happy and what triggers pain.
I understand very well.
She came yesterday to write on the tribals and Mahananda.
And now she's swamped.
Have the juice. I'll take you somewhere.
Come.
Where?
What happened?
Don't you understand?
It's so refreshing.
It wouldn't have been if you'd drunk it any later. - Right.
Now, listen.
Go back and keep your belongings.
We'll leave. Come.
I'll be back in a minute. - No.
I didn't ask you to come.
She's angry.
I'll take her. Alright?
She'll be back with me. You stay here.
Alright.
Take the money for the juice from Mansi.
Understood? Don't take it from them.
Good? - Hm.
Come.
Keep the bags. - Yeah.
Let me go. - Okay.
Be careful.
Come. I'll take you on a pilgrimage.
Pilgrimage?
Do you believe in it?
Not all pilgrimages are the same.
The meaning of pilgrimage may be different for us.
Are we not alike?
Are you angry?
No, I mean your father... - You're not wrong.
That house was something...
Kid, move aside.
Move.
Go.
Follow me.
Stop!
Yes.
Mother.
He's arrived.
Badal, Shyamal. Come fast.
Where are you? You challenged me that I cannot shop.
And that I am distracted.
Come and see. How well I have done.
Mother, come and have a look.
Where are you? Come.
Rohu Fish, sweets, meat, shrimp.
Bring them all.
Oh, god.
This is how he shopped.
Father, come.
Come and have a look.
Bhabha, see.
Mitul, see.
Look how your father shopped.
Is this called shopping?
You bought the whole market.
You bought the whole market. But...
Did you buy two pieces of Basa Fish
for me that I told you?
Have you brought that? - Yes, I have.
This is Manimoy Ghatok's shopping.
I'm not forgetful.
Here.
Have a look.
Come.
This is my place of pilgrimage. Come.
Where is the bullock cart from your street?
Hey.
Have you all eaten? - Yes.
Okay.
Okay. Come.
Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning.
Give it to me.
Tell me, what is this?
This is a broom.
What is the material? - Material?
This is called 'Ulu'.
Give me that.
Here. Tell me, what is this?
It looks the same.
This is called 'Banakathi'.
Here.
Come. And that one.
Do you remember the dates juice you drank in the morning?
These are dates leaves.
Hey.
Give me that.
Give.
Here. Tell me, what is this?
What? - Jewellery Box.
Not that. What is it made of?
Kans Grass.
We can dry them and make this.
I've heard about Kashi but do grass also
have Kashi or Benaras type?
That's the problem of your generation.
You take a leaf for a vine
and 'sautalis' as tribesmen.
Look there.
Everybody.
Look how Mansi is teaching them.
"Stuffed with pot."
"Bangshi Badan drives the cart. Along with Bhagne Madan."
Repeat. - "A Bullock Cart stuffed with pots."
"Bangshi Badan drives the cart."
Come.
They haven't passed from any government art college.
But they've been doing this work for thousands of years.
Look how efficiently they're working.
And you literate people tell
they're illiterate.
Untouchables, they say.
Untouchables? Do you mean bond free?
The Britishers said that they are a criminal caste.
And why won't they say that?
They were the ones who went against them at the beginning.
Look at that old man sleeping there.
Let me introduce him to you.
His name is Lalit Saher.
Do you know how his hand got cut?
Hey, Police Officer.
Say 'Vande Mataram'. Say.
Vande Mataram! - Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!
So that Police Officer.
Police.
Not the...
British.
There is a saying.
The ruler changes but the system doesn't.
Britishers left the land but the system remains the same.
Because of that label
given to them,
in this independent land,
it's own people looted the wheat godown and
and the police of your independent land
went to Lalit's village.
Hey.
Hey Mridul!
Get up!
Are you sleeping here?
Why are you beating me? - Get up!
Get up!
Sir, leave him.
Sir. - You bloody killer!
Leave him. - Come.
Lalit is not in good condition.
Hmm.
Lalit.
Lalit...
sing a song.
Hmm.
I'll not sing a song, dear.
I was born with a body of mud
I'll fight for the motherland.
Look, Lalit.
Your motherland is independent now.
It's not independent, Prema.
We are still not independent.
I'll fight, dear.
I'll fight for the motherland.
What did you understand?
Independent India
doesn't have any importance to him.
He hasn't heard of Delhi, he doesn't know where Kolkata is.
But they're the real Indians.
If you want to know me, you've to know them first.
Mansi. - Yeah.
A new madam has come.
Hello. - Okay, listen.
Serve them food and bring our food to my room. - Yeah.
Is the food prepared for the people who are staying here?
You met Lalit, he eats here.
He takes the dinner home.
The one who is works here, eats here.
There...
Do you know them?
Hey!
They are the descendants of Birsa Munda and Dhani Munda. - What?
Hmm.
It means Ulgulan revolt.
They're the descendants of Birsa and Dhani Munda.
Have you read about Dhani Munda?
Oh no! It's been too long.
What are you saying? How can I miss it?
The beginning is like a poetry.
I have memorised it.
Chotti was the name of the boy.
Chotti was also the name of the river.
When Chotti was born,
it is said that there was a flood in the Chotti river.
Chotti heard the call of the arrow.
That's flood and this is an arrow.
He went to his sister's house to learn archery.
It's said that Dhani Munda used to live there.
Dhani Munda
participated in the Ulgulan rebellion with Birsa Munda.
He was in prison.
14 years old boy, Chotti,
was told a story by his sister's father-in-law Bhura Munda.
Hey Chotti!
Dhani is
sleeping there.
Don't go near him.
The police prohibited
him from carrying a bow and arrow. - Why?
Why is it prohibited?
Don't you know this?
Dhani was a friend of Birsa.
Yeah.
Birsa.
Didn't you recognise the god?
I can't do it.
Birsa Munda is a god.
Call the name of Birsa Munda.
Nowadays, his name is not called out anywhere.
He will
again come back in this jungle.
We won't hear his name any more.
The Mundas
also don't remember him any more.
His name
will be called out.
He'll come again. - Hey!
Why are you again getting involved in it?
Police restricted you, but... - Don't talk about the police.
Police, my foot!
Hey!
Look at...
Chotti's eyes.
His eyes.
His eyes
have the passion of Birsa.
And I'll...
surely teach him. Yeah, I'll teach him.
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow, come to the jungle.
"Pick up the bow, play the drums."
"Play the drums, let them know and take your aim."
"Pick up the bow, play the drums."
"Play the drums, let them know and take your aim."
"You're tired and sad sitting next to a fire pit."
"They'll kill the Mundas with so much work."
"They'll kill the Mundas, the Mundas."
"They somehow just put us under debt."
"The Dikus and the Gumastas are the landlord's lackeys."
"They've started an entire fire."
"A fire inside our stomachs."
"They've started a huge fire inside our stomachs."
"The Mundas have become like skeletons just by working so hard."
"Just by working so hard."
"Pick up the bow, play the drums."
"Play the drums, let them know and take your aim."
"Pick up the bow, play the drums."
"Play the drums, let them know and take your aim."
"They've branded us as bonded labour."
"All of us pray to you now, dear lord."
"They've tricked us into slavery with this branding now."
"All of us pray to you now, dear lord."
"To you, dear lord."
"That's why you should pick up the bow and play the drums."
"Play the drums, let them know and take your aim."
"Take your aim, take your aim."
He...
He's Dipukinath.
Therefore aim the arrow towards Diku.
I can't do it.
You've taught me archery to display it in a fair.
Archery is not a game, Chotti.
Many of the parents
had to learn this to hunt pigs and have them.
Now, you've to use the arrow
for your food, for your portion of rice
to get that food
from the landlords.
Maybe this is what
Birsa wanted to teach us.
You won't feed them.
Won't you allow them to stay in their jungle?
If they say it,
they are anti-national
according to law and order.
Nowadays, new words are also used.
If the leaders are corrupt, there is no problem.
The poor are
the only culprits.
Eat. - Hmm.
You...
said after writing 'Dudhma' that 'Dudhma' is a symbol.
The entire nation is our motherland (Dudhma).
You fed them to become powerful.
And when it is the time to repay it,
they use their power.
Either it is Dudhma
or Birsa Munda or Dhani Munda
there is nothing new in it.
I didn't write anything on my own.
They had always killed other children
and girls were treated as slaves.
Why am I saying they were...
It's still present.
Exploitation is prevalent.
Powerful people can kill
innocent people.
Listen everyone.
Tonight, the cinema will be shown to you.
Villain!
I'll write a new story.
The next part of 'Dudhma'.
'What is behind the blouse?'
Earlier, women's body was the target.
And now.
'What is behind the blouse?'
Whether there is something
behind the blouse.
It's clear
that there is a hidden motive behind it.
The biggest national problem is
what is behind the blouse?
There are rapes,
prisoners are killed,
the tyranny of state power,
excluding the matter of river Narmada
and many other problems.
The only national problem is
what is behind the blouse.
Listen,
it's better to hold the meeting here.
If we hold it at the party's office, their men may doubt us.
Their men are always roaming around.
The most important thing is that Mohal is also here.
And if Mohal is here, no one will doubt us.
Mohal! - Hmm.
I have not said anything in detail to Mohal.
I only said to her that we'll buy a land,
for industrialisation.
And...
The most important thing is that local people will get employment.
Don't tell her anything else. - Okay.
But brother, how will we get the land for the industry?
From whom will we get it? - We'll see to it.
See it.
Here it is.
That...
Okay.
This is our place.
Are you getting it, Jyoti? - Bidhan.
Please, come.
I'm coming.
Look here.
This is the land.
Tell me.
What happened?
He is Gattu, right?
What is he doing there?
Gattu is an important Party's cadre.
Party's cadre?
He was expelled from the college for his bad deeds, right?
Yeah.
Lenin said that man changes but non-living things do not.
Who is the other one?
Gopi Chand Munda, a local. He's a good man.
Let me finish the meeting. - Hmm.
Let's look into it.
Yeah.
This is
the land.
They have decided to plant the factory here.
What do you mean by they've decided?
This means it's their decision.
You say about it.
I'm missing Mridul a lot, Mohal.
I've told you about Mridul. Right?
Who is Mridul?
My father.
He used to call me Mridul.
I called my father Mridul all my life.
'Mridul was very rigid.'
'But at the same time...' - Let me tell you about an incident.
At that time, my father had a transferable government job.
He was posted in Mednipur.
At that time, those who used to work in the government office,
must hang...
Queen Victoria's photo on their wall.
And do you know what was hung in our house?
On one side
there was a photograph of Queen Vijaya,
my paternal grandmother.
And on the other side,
Queen Shantipriya,
my maternal grandmother.
Mridul went to the office.
May I come in, sir?
Come in, Mr Ghatak.
I heard that in your room
the photograph of our majesty... - You heard it right, sir.
It's not there, sir.
My majesty rules it.
The wall belongs to her empire.
You must understand the nature of a Queen.
Bibijaan, please have mercy.
Please leave it, sir.
Sorry, sir. Please leave it.
It means Queen's photograph was not hung on our wall.
No.
He was not a flatterer.
Like you?
Only I...
and Bhabha.
Your uncle, the great Rishikesh Ghatak.
'He was my uncle by relation.'
'He was three years older than me.'
I called him father all my life.
Many accepted the partition of the country.
But my uncle couldn't take the pain of the partition.
A pen has the power to divide the country.
'So many people became refugees.'
'Bhabha couldn't accept it.'
Refugees were then and still are.
Divide and rule was prevalent always.
Whether he is local, foreigner, leftist
or rightist, it doesn't matter. Power is power.
Power never allows anyone to stay calm.
Not only my family and my in-law's family
but Gurudev put the pressure of work on me.
When Mridul sent me to Shantiniketan
at that time, I was around
ten years old.
After that, during my graduation.
I learnt
by reading books,
how to work on the ground level.
Dhani Munda
taught Chotti about rivers and trees through stories.
And to me,
Shantiniketan introduced me to the rivers, trees and the nation.
It also introduced me to the reality of the nation.
There was no community service or
an outreach programme of Gurudev.
But what he had
was not found anywhere else.
Did you understand what I tried to make you understand?
This is a prime location
near the highway.
That is why this land is being acquired.
The factory will be built up on
the land which we're acquiring. On one side...
people will stay. On the other side there will be a market.
Are you getting me?
The most important thing is that people will get employment.
You've to make them understand this.
Right? - Don't assume it as an easy task.
There will be lots of hurdles and troubles. Be alert.
Be ready with the boys.
But these side lands are used for farming.
No!
You are talking rubbish.
If everything is rubbish, why did you call me?
I didn't call you for the company or the government.
I called you for your benefit.
Gopi, listen.
You make people understand why this place is needed.
A factory will be built here.
And if there is a factory,
you and your brother will get a job.
Did you get it?
What? - It's a big thing.
Shall I say something? Please don't mind it.
Don't be so formal. Tell me.
You told me
about your family
about the learnings which you received from your in-laws.
Then why did you leave Mr Bidhan?
Hey girl!
Will you finish all your research work on the phone itself?
What shall I do? I can't stop myself from talking to you.
Okay, fine.
Good night.
"My path."
"It's very far"
"from your path."
"My path has gone crooked."
"It has gone crooked."
"It has gone far away from your path."
"My path has gone crooked."
"It has gone crooked."
Do you remember the glory of our previous house?
We were not living together for this, Bidhan?
"It's peaceful."
"There is peace"
"with every step"
"I sit in the tranquil shade of the tree"
"which is in my path."
"It's peaceful."
"The person whom I am supposed to share the hidden pain"
"of losing a companion."
"Where is that person?"
"The person whom I am supposed to share the hidden pain"
"of losing a companion."
"Where is that person? The travellers go"
"on their own way, leaving me..."
"Leaving me behind."
Mother,
the British are again trying to capture our jungle.
I got news that they have agreed on the industrialisation.
They'll start the operation in a few days.
People are getting in the forest.
People are getting in.
"You'll make your father proud only if you live is a false quote."
"Whether you're a Hindu or a Muslim farmer, we need to be together."
"You'll make your father proud only if you live."
"Whoever is separated knowingly, within six months, that time is up."
"You'll make your father proud only if you live."
"Know about the sorrow of Zafar from Alipur, why do we even fight?"
"You'll make your father proud only if you live."
"Time has seen so many farmers, so many"
"have lost their lives without any record."
"You'll make your father proud only if you live."
"You'll make your father proud only if you live is a false quote."
"Whether you're a Hindu or a Muslim farmer, we need to be together."
Come.
Hey Bashir.
Do you work on a farm?
Yes, sir, I do work on the farm.
I do work on the farm, but I don't make enough, uncle.
He works so hard from the morning till evening.
Just look at his face, it has become so thin.
But he didn't get anything home. - Oh my god!
What will you get?
Where will it come from?
You were born with your father's debt into this world, Bashir.
You won't be debt-free until you die.
Hey, cut.
Mr Gangadhar, did you hear what you said?
I mean this.
Instead of emphasising debt you could emphasise the father.
Here, listen.
Say, father's debt.
Understood? - Look, In your drama
the lender is harassing the father because of the debt
and for recovering the same debt, this director
is emphasising the father.
Now tell me, what should the father and son duo do?
Let's begin. - Okay, let's begin.
Oh god.
What will you get?
Where will you get it from?
You were born with your father's debt into this world, Bashir.
Now you can understand the phrase properly, isn't it, Vishwanath?
Yes absolutely.
Truly your dialogues were said by Mr Manik that day.
Mr Manik? Who?
Writer Manik Bannerjee. - Oh.
I was saying that your dialogues are amazing.
Okay. - Is this the way, Bashir?
I won't tolerate those goons playing with your right.
Mr Bidhan. - Yes?
Nanda is here. - What?
Oh.
Did I disturb you? - Not at all, please sit.
I'll just handle this over here and come talk to you, okay?
Did you meet Rishikesh yet? He's right there.
There he's doing the props.
Hey, begin.
Keeping silent is the only way.
You're wrong, Bashir.
You've got to get out of this pain.
I'm trying my best.
Everything is just fate.
Hey, cut, cut. Wait for a second.
Sajal, what do I even say to you?
When you do this with your body language try to do it more.
Yes. - This is a theatre.
And you, ma'am.
Why do you stand still like a puppet over here?
Look at him when he speaks, look somewhere else
and then look into your heart.
Understood? And Mr Gangadhar.
Yes?
When you come over here you've to keep in mind that source of light.
I don't work with a lot of lights, right?
We have to work with what we have.
And listen, you can work your positions a bit if you feel like it.
Okay.
Just like how Mr Bidhan says.
We've to awaken the people using songs and drama.
No.
The times are not the same.
The party is now able to act,
and at that time the party was about to be ousted.
Working from the shadows and
awakening people using songs and dramas
are two different things. They're absolutely two different things.
Okay, when was
the first time you talked about marriage?
Mr Bidhan's drama was at the time of Manantar.
43? - Yes.
And when we finalised our marriage. - Okay.
The Muslim league had announced direct action on that day,
16th August, 1946.
We gained Independence
but a lot changed, got it?
There were riots.
The country got divided.
It was chaos all around.
Mr Bidhan was with the drama group at that time, right?
Yes.
Bidhan was there too
but it changed as well.
Is the party important or the drama?
The question arose, is it possible to stay
in the party and still act on dramas?
After that,
the party changed and a lot of their rules too.
The decision to mass awakening with
the help of songs and dramas...
The central committee had abandoned that line.
What happened? The funding was less.
The work got less.
So, you had started
a group theatre, then, right? - Yes.
Yes, you're right.
Mr Gangadhar.
Mr Vishwanath
and Ms Preeti had started a new party after the Independence.
Bhabha left the drama group for the cinemas.
Bidhan was alone at that time.
By that time, we were married, Arko was born.
Suchitana.
You're like a distant island
near the evening stars.
Over there,
amid the forest,
is solitude.
The Earth's
battle of blood
and success
is true but
not completely true.
Kolkata will be one day Kallolini Tilottama,
yet my heart lies with you.
Listen, I've kept your food here
and don't forget to give your father his medicines
and Arko's rice is kept on the table.
Listen.
I'll make tea for you all once I'm back from the office.
Don't burn the entire house trying to make yourself some tea.
Nanda, did you take your tiffin?
Oh.
I'll eat something.
No, but Nanda
you could've taken your tiffin, couldn't you?
What could I've taken?
I don't have time at all
and there's one more thing that is missing.
Groceries.
You're missing your dramas, isn't it?
Nanda madam, this Bidhan Bhattacharya.
She doesn't write household dramas, understood?
But the dialogues are the same.
I did not have food because there was no grocery.
It could be your farmer's wife, Fatima
or even the great Bengali drama writer Bidhan Bhattacharya's wife.
Oh, my Nanda.
You've made a big mistake.
You're from a good family
and with your level of education.
The families, where your daughters
get married to.
These bioscope dialogues suit you, why don't you do one thing?
Start writing in Tollygunge.
You'll be famous.
I'll talk once I'm back, I'm running out of time now.
My dear. - Yes.
Dear daughter-in-law.
I can see your pain
but I have no strength to do anything about it.
There's no issue in a post office.
It's just simple work.
If I have a confirmed job next month,
I've can arrange accommodation
for myself.
What else is here?
Please remind your son for your medicines.
He won't remember even though I've told him.
I'll be going now, take care of your grandfather.
Okay.
Be careful, and have your lunch.
Walk with her for some distance. - Yes.
Suchitana.
If the light keeps shining on the path, the Earth will be liberated.
It's the work of many more centuries
but how will it happen, Nanda? - Why?
No, I mean.
The light from the dramas could've lit a fire inside men.
The drama is the only way to create consciousness.
The party is wrong, Nanda.
Is your party wrong? How is that possible?
What are you saying?
Our party is the only place where the people have a voice.
There are some words that you keep saying like anti-party, deviation.
Listen, I'm going now
and give dad his medicines.
What's the issue?
Yeah, I understood that but what am I supposed to write?
Ms Nanda? - Yes.
Didn't you lock your drawer yesterday?
Why?
Here are the keys.
Go and meet the boss once.
He was yelling.
Okay.
May I come in? - Yes, please.
You had called me. - Yes.
Take this.
You may go now.
I don't understand.
Mrs Bhattacharya.
I know that your husband was involved in this.
But you too, huh?
This was found from your drawer today. Take a look.
This is the permanent status of your job.
Couldn't happen any more.
Mr. Sharnal.
Weren't you talking about one of your relatives' widow
who needs a job?
The one about whom you were talking the other day.
Please call her.
Knowing that my husband is involved in this
surely made it easier to keep this book in my drawer.
Isn't it, Mr Sharnal?
But do you know what?
Keeping this book in my drawer is better than
keeping a calendar like that on your table
while on a government duty.
I'm taking this
so that I remember this.
Just because you had the Communist manifesto, you lost your job.
Didn't you enquire about where it was found?
No.
There wasn't anything like that before.
If not, think
in the '60s, while searching the house of young men and women
could Manav and his police
arrest them by just keeping those books there?
Just give it a thought, Mohal.
The woman who had never seen the Communist Manifesto
had put that book in her drawer.
And she lost her job for that mistake?
After that?
What after that?
That...
That widow, relative of Mr Sharnal,
was offered my job.
We changed our houses once again.
It was much smaller.
We were struggling to pay the pending rent.
Here, girl.
Weren't you telling me that day I was the most pampered?
You were correct, think about it.
From being the daughter of Daksha to being Shiva's wife.
Hey, Mohal.
There comes your communist lover, go.
Did you talk?
Hey, listen.
I guess Bengali men turn dumb after falling in love, right?
You could see that we were talking,
still you had to ask whether we talked?
Yes, we were.
We would've talked more if you hadn't come.
I'll come later.
We can never have enough of us, huh.
Go now.
I'll come tomorrow.
Hey, Junior Marx.
Let me tell you something.
You should leave this area, okay?
Why? Did something happen?
Nothing yet but anything could happen, right?
Your party
is interfering in some of the issues of this area.
It's been in power for a long, they think they can just budge in.
The people over here won't take it lightly.
I can smell when the harmony is being destroyed.
Keep that in mind.
Go now.
You'll go back alone through this jungle?
Don't be afraid, comrade.
The plants, animals and even the atmosphere around know me
don't know the higher-up of your party.
'I'm safer here than in your city.'
Go now.
Let's go. - Okay.
Listen to what I'm saying, okay?
I speak with him, okay?
Wait.
Yes, sir, inside?
Sir, may I come in?
Tell me, what's the issue?
Sure, sir, could you please talk?
Hello? Yes.
It will be done, sir. - Thank you, sir.
Why did you come here?
Whatever it may be but it'll benefit the people over here.
If everything is going to be fine, why did Gopi say so?
Ask him.
It's just silly local sentiments.
When did the emotions of the common man become silly sentiments for you?
I was thinking of meeting Nirmal once
in Tollygunge. - You'll write for the movies?
You?
No, I was thinking
whatever I could get my hands on.
Why wouldn't I be able to provide them with whatever they need?
Is that so important?
Look at the painting made with water
on the wall.
It looks like a roaring lion
which is on its way to devour a human.
The lion is very hungry
and that human is me.
Look at it closely.
You'll see that both of them are sinking into a grave.
'Get into the house. - Hey there.'
'Come in. - Okay.'
'How did you know about the Malpua?'
'Oh, it was the aroma.'
So, is it good?
'Laughing'.
Did you know all of them were houseful.
The new hero and the actress will go far.
Were you able to recognise the skinny chap?
He was there with us in our drama group.
Hey Nanda, you didn't say anything.
It's good.
Everyone is praising it.
My god!
You gave your autograph to so many people
along with Mr Tulsi and Ms Malina.
Nanda?
I just couldn't get you, Bidhan.
No, I understand you
but what do I do?
It's the need of the hour.
Which hour? - What?
I mean during your drama days, we didn't have
a good house, nor this good restaurant.
I was talking about our time.
The time of dramas was before the independence
and now
it's time to make 74 types of fries.
Bidhan, I didn't know that you were so glad by the independence.
You're not even trying to understand me.
Isn't it? - The time when you acted on dramas
and...
the time in Tollygunge are both different, Bidhan.
Will you be able to return from here?
I'll take your leave now. - Yes, okay.
What was I saying?
Man.
If the men get addicted to work and success
then they tend to forget about
all the policies and ideals.
They'll put up some
or the other excuse.
The first time he
didn't go to Bombay as his father was ill.
The second time when he went,
do you know what he wrote? - What?
The love story of previous births of Tollygunge.
It was a super hit.
It was 5000 rupees at that time.
That is 50 lakhs rupees today.
There were applause and success.
We had to change our house again.
Again.
The pen with which you had written the new world
with the same pen, you're writing the love story of cobras.
Do you like it? - You don't understand Nanda.
This is getting much traction in Bombay now.
Who do you think you're speaking to, Bidhan?
Don't you know that this is a myth?
Opium makes a man forget everything. - I made a mistake again.
The world of drama and movies are different, separate.
Bhabha, too, is doing cinema, but he has not changed like you.
He's trying Bidhan.
Bhabha has a different sentiment
with riots and division of the country.
We work on sentiments. - But you two thought alike.
Now Bhabha's emotion feels like his sentiment to you.
Since when have the two of you parted ways, comrade?
You made me recognise people.
You taught me how to talk to people, you told me
how to write about the Queen of Jhansi.
One day while lying beside me you had said, Nanda,
you've to come out from the 'Ghagra of Salma'.
You have faced much opposition and disagreements.
Can these be an inspiration to an artist
successful cinema screenwriter and writer?
Bidhan Bhattacharya?
Nanda, please listen to this.
Nanda, what's this?
Nanda, you've been mistaken.
Do you remember the saying from our last house?
We were not together for so long thinking like this, Mr Bidhan.
Nanda, please try to try to understand me.
Does cinema change a person this much?
You shouldn't have stooped this low.
"It's peaceful."
"There is peace in every step."
"I sit below the tranquil shade of a tree in my path"
"it's peaceful."
"The person who should I share the hidden pain"
"of losing a companion, where is that person?"
"Where is the person with whom"
"I should share the hidden pain with of losing a companion?"
"Where is the person? People are going on their way."
"Leaving me behind."
"The path has left me behind as well."
"It's peaceful."
"There is peace"
"with every step. It's peaceful. I sit"
"below the tranquil shade of a tree in my path."
"It's peaceful."
"The person whom I should"
"share the hidden pain of losing a companion with."
"Where is that person? The person whom I should"
"share the pain of losing a companion"
"where is that person? Travellers"
"go on their way, leaving me."
"behind. The path"
"left me behind as well. Far away from"
"your path."
"My path has become"
"very twisted now."
"Far away from"
"your path."
"My path has become"
"very twisted now."
Arko?
I'll scold you if you behave like this.
We both loved each other with a strong belief.
You still came here?
Maybe he was right.
He didn't lack in writing plays
nor the cinema.
After all, Arko was there
you even had your father-in-law's responsibility.
Yes, I had it all.
But maybe
he was right.
Maybe I was right too.
But why didn't you go back?
The time and age was different back then.
By that time, Amit had come into my life.
I was busy writing, teaching at Gandhi colony college.
You're even seeing the life of the person, Mr Bidhan made you see.
Once you're out on your way.
It's not easy to get back. - And what about Arko?
Bidhan didn't let Arko go, he didn't want to
and even my condition was bad back then.
Didn't you try? - No.
Doesn't Pratibha say that my name is the same as the river?
I go from one current to the other.
Someday I was in Bihar, someday in Jharkhand
while someday in Purulia.
Coal mines, tea gardens.
Gujarat, Maharashtra, Rajasthan.
I couldn't sit for a minute.
I've seen a family, a household.
I've even seen a good person turn worse.
I've seen political parties and politics in those parties.
I've seen the play of a lot of colours, Mohal.
I even got to meet Pratibha because of this river.
Pratibha is from Maharashtra, right?
She started with
by mentioning the river pollution in her village caused by factories.
She began that revolution.
What after that?
Wherever she's needed she runs off to them.
Look who's here. - Hey.
When did you arrive? Come.
Just now.
I've come straight to you now. - Good job.
You've done a good job. - You're name is of a river.
Can I rest without meeting you?
Come, let's go.
They're still building dams on the Narmada one after the other.
Whom is this new one for?
They say that it's for the industries
but in reality it's for the industrialists.
They're saying that
there will be water.
Cultivation will thrive. Work will go on.
But if the water dries off, humans will be extinct.
Who will make them understand?
Our country's rivers are like our daughters.
She'll have to take care of the household but
they also need to be taken care of, loved and respected.
Who will teach them?
There is no use in teaching them.
We'll have to fight for our rights.
And will that earn you love? - At least, I'll earn our right.
Fighting will earn me the right.
I've loved enough.
I don't need love any more.
Your river
and my jungle.
Somewhere land and somewhere debt.
One side is men and another is nature.
Hey Pratibha.
You can tell humans are in debt.
Did you quarrel?
Hey, did you quarrel?
Don't worry.
Look.
He's here.
It's pouring. - Hm.
Why are you not picking up?
I called you so many times.
Listen. Don't leave today.
Stay over tonight.
Hey. - Gattu brother.
Make my regular. - Hey, make his regular.
Hey, have whatever you want. - You take.
Hey, Bapi didn't come? - He came.
He told me to inform you that he'll not sell the land.
Good.
Hey.
Have you told them?
They'll come shortly.
Daughter.
Are you going to Nanda? - Yes.
Okay.
Bapi Brother, do you want trouble?
Hey.
This is my father's land.
I'll not sell this.
What will you do with this land?
Hey.
I'll not leave this land.
That's why I'm saying, Gattu.
I'll not sell this land.
Can you cultivate in this land?
Why are you troubling us?
If Government decides to take the land, they will.
The others have sold their land.
Hmm?
What will you do with this land?
Will you build the Taj Mahal?
I've never seen the owner of this land.
Has the land been sold?
What do you mean? - Stop now. Stop.
The documents are all ready in Kolkata.
Do you understand unrecorded land's owner?
I'll play such tricks. Nobody will ask you anything.
This land will be bought and sold in Kolkata.
How many will you buy?
Listen to me carefully, Gattu. I've already settled this.
I know them. They'll not sell this land to you.
What do you mean? Who will not sell? Who?
There was a party. I haven't seen their face.
I haven't seen them, and they'll see yours? Huh.
Stupid.
Let's go.
Mother. - Yes.
Father has denied them.
What did he say?
On my return,
I saw them.
He won't leave.
He won't leave easily.
There is a reason.
Hello, Nanda speaking.
What is your problem?
Won't you let these people live in peace?
Hey.
I know this is not happening under Government's orders.
Your party is sending people to threaten them.
You're making false documents of these lands.
You're making lists of owners not staying here.
You think I'm not informed.
Hey.
Hey. Stand up.
Get in the car.
Listen, don't try to manipulate me.
The factory you're talking about, will the
young people get a job there?
Hey, Bappa. The leader.
Come here.
You had come into power by breaking the long hunger strike years ago.
And you people...
Is this the decision of the entire left front?
Or are you presenting your party's decision
as the decision of the entire left front?
You're building relationship with that party?
Stop mixing with them.
Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences.
Are you the leader? Shut up.
We know everything.
Be careful.
Or else I'll bury you right here.
Next time, I won't warn you.
Mother.
Mother. They arrested Budhan.
The game has started.
Listen. His name is Budhan, 32 years old, has a scar on his forehead.
Make arrangements to set him free.
I'll be at the station in 12 mins.
Do not tell me later that I didn't warn you.
Listen, return to your guest house.
And tell Bihan what his party is doing.
Mansi, come with me. Come.
Madam.
Budhan Sobhor, Madam.
You can take him with you.
We haven't filed any formal FIR.
There is no need for any documents.
What more do I say. You can understand.
Go. You go. Go with her.
Please, Madam.
Tell me clearly, what are your plans?
Hmm? - What are you doing?
Party work. - Party work?
A few days ago, you told me Governments' work.
It's the same. - Is that so?
Party and Government are the same?
Don't argue to argue.
You know what I'm saying.
No, I don't. Explain.
You came here to work for Government.
You invited Gopi and Gattu at the party.
Have you completed the order?
It's the party's job to prepare the land.
And once
the land is prepared, we'll receive the order.
And once the order is received, it'll be the Governments work.
Understood?
In simple terms, you're capturing lands
by threatening in the name of a party.
For people's good?
Absolutely. Eat.
They're not goons. They're party people.
This side.
Fit it there.
You're done working with Mahananda Bhattacharya?
We've to return now.
Mohal.
Don't get emotionally involved in this.
It's of no use.
You work on literature.
Her writing's history and geography.
When did she write? Why did she write?
Work on that language, form. Most importantly,
those hard-working people, and
their culture.
Work on them. Explore. Right?
Give.
I'll see everything and understand everything.
But why she wrote? The reason behind this.
Will I not explore that?
Explore. It's good.
But, Mohal.
You're working on activist Mahananda Bhattacharya.
Then, you focus on the wrong area. Hmm?
Right.
The way you're speaking,
Sashak Ghosh teaches literature in the same way.
Out of her many correct writings, there is one writing that says
the fight is between a
powerful being and a powerless being.
The thing is, gender is not everything.
Class matters. Class.
Maybe she is right.
Can I say something honestly?
You've changed so much, Bihan.
So much.
Listen, Mohal.
What's good for people here, the party knows better than us.
Most importantly,
the party will
understand better what's good for society
and it's people than those illiterate people.
No.
Ordinary people know what's good for them.
And those illiterate people know much better.
Why did the professor doubt me to work
on Mahananda Bhattacharya for Government,
now I can understand.
Now I can do it...
I can very well understand.
Look, Mohal.
You can argue about it.
But, Government has already decided.
You know what? We've power of many in Kolkata.
So, it's of no use protesting.
It'll happen.
The land is my mother! Nobody will be punished!
What is five-ten thousand to you?
The whole family will be saved.
No, no.
Send me today. It'll get delayed.
Yes, I need money right now.
Send me today itself.
Mother. - Yes.
He wants to talk to you. - Okay.
Come.
Greetings, Nanda.
Your girls are doing a great job.
I heard village girls are making a beautiful art farm.
Not only girls but boys are also there.
Have a seat.
Hey, how much time will it take?
Come and have a look.
This is my card.
Nanda.
The work that you do, I mean your products.
I'll buy every day.
I've three showrooms.
These ethnic articles have high demand.
I have...
Brought the money.
Here.
Who has sent you?
Later, I'll pay more.
Bachu Bose or Samir Biswas?
Listen.
Do not mess with me.
Get lost with your money.
Get lost. Leave.
Tell those who have sent you to stay away.
Hey, Mansi.
Hey.
You'll do whatever I say or else.
Brother, Mansi is coming.
Hey.
Leave me.
Hey, who's there?
Who's there?
Hey, wait.
Hey, stop!
Hey!
- No!
You came to beat!
Hey!
- Beat!
You didn't do it!
Don't try to act smart! - Hey!
Move. Move there.
They burnt my daughter.
They killed my daughter.
Oh, daughter!
Side, please.
Hey, move!
Come, madam. - Come.
They burnt my daughter alive.
They burnt my daughter.
Oh my dear god.
Oh, daughter!
Look, Vishnu, what is the condition of our country?
This incident has nothing to do with the acquisition of the land.
This is a designed story.
There is nothing to fuss about.
We want justice for Mansi.
Is this news?
Leave it.
Yeah, Sapan.
Yeah. We never thought that it'll become so critical.
People are saying that the girl has an affair with a boy named Gopi
of our local party office.
Otherwise, why would they go to the jungle at night, right?
Yeah. Why is she writing all these things?
What to say?
Don't worry. I'm here. I'll update you.
Okay.
It's okay. Bye.
Sapan is a little disturbed.
Where is Comrade Bihan?
I don't know. He didn't come today.
It's not good news, Mohal.
Bihan is behind Mansi's rape and murder.
No, it's not directly linked.
But Mansi was threatened
his father was threatened and sent men
to get the land from her father
and after that, they were given political shelter.
Bihan did everything.
I doubted him.
I even told him.
This matter is. - Now, are you getting it
who is behind the scandal of Gopi and Mansi?
Will people believe it? - Hmm.
They will.
They will believe him.
Tribal's love
body, violence
these are very common.
People in the city
will believe.
What's the matter which you couldn't say in the party office?
What happened to Mansi?
Didn't you read the news?
Who sent Gopi to Mansi?
That night.
I went to the guest house to meet you
though it's a completely different situation.
Who sent me?
My lust! - Talk decently, Bihan.
What is the connection between buying
the land with Mansi's matter?
No connection.
Look, Mohal, you came here to do your research.
Just focus on your research.
You saw Mahananda Bhattacharya.
She is a most unpredictable lady.
She is a centric personality
she left a man like Bidhan Bhattacharya.
She left her kid and married the second time
with a boy younger than her. Why?
That's great!
You made the party office a slaughterhouse, Comrade.
What? - Hmm.
Personal attack. Good!
That's great! - Think it rationally, Mohal.
The election is nearing.
They're rising, we've to suppress them.
If I can do the party's work successfully
entire India will see that Bengal is not backward in industrialisation.
And most important thing is young men handle that party.
I didn't tell you. I'll get a ticket for the coming election.
And before the election, CSC will be out.
I already have a source in one of the colleges in Kolkata.
Right? - Right.
At least you admitted it
that the project was not for the good of the people.
This was just a strategy to win the election
by making good terms with the capitalist.
Man and box politics.
A decent job for Priyanka.
So that you can get her available at night.
And for yourself
you want a ticket for the election.
Everything is sorted. Good!
Bihan. - What?
It's not possible.
What?
You go in your path.
What? - I can't do it.
Why are you behaving like a fool?
Why are you talking like a fool?
Mohal!
"The Mohuas have bloomed deep in the forest."
"The forest is filled with ripe fruits and blooming flowers."
"I'll marry my daughter off to your family which is so far."
"The soil calls, the brewery calls, calls the red mountain."
"The Mohuas have bloomed deep in the forest."
"The forest is filled with ripe fruits and blooming flowers."
"After an entire year of hard work, my daughter is coming to meet me."
"The daughter is very happy to return and meet her mother."
"We'll eat hot white rice with daal."
"Place your soft hands outside after dusk"
"she'll die from the storm which brewing."
"Even after a year's hard work, all plans were in vain."
"The Mohuas have bloomed deep in the forest."
"The forest is filled with ripe fruits and blooming flowers"
"I'll marry my daughter off to your family which is so far."
"The soil calls, the brewery calls, calls the red mountain."
Ms Mahananda Bhattacharya.
I wanted to tell you something.
The first one is why are you writing all these?
The tribal girl's rape
and murder has no relation with the purchase or sale of the land.
The next question.
If the government factory is built, it'll benefit the local people.
Economic conditions will get better.
Local girls and boys will get employment.
The thing is that many artists will come up because of the factory.
Do you understand it?
Whose project is it?
I'm asking a simple question whose project it is?
Listen if it belongs to the government.
According to the Land Acquisition Act of 1894
the land can be taken for government work
for example, airports, railway station, road hospital etc..
But this doesn't fall under such a category.
In this case
have you followed the terms and conditions of acquiring the land?
Because building a factory is not a government project.
That is why I'm asking whose project it is.
Suppose it is not a government project
it's a Sananda Group of Industries project, so what?
Good!
So it's nothing, but if the land is bought for a private company
the law is completely different.
The land has to be bought by their community only.
It's mentioned in the law that
has to be deposited
upfront to the collector of the district.
In this case
the company must have held a meeting
with the District magistrate or collector?
Sananda Group of Industries
should have paid the compensation, not the government. Did it happen?
During the establishment of the new Kolkata
the people were moved from Rajarhat Maheshpatal
and were made refugees, did you remember Comrade?
At that time, you probably had land acquired by the government.
Don't you feel ashamed?
You guys sold
the communist to the capitalist.
Communist always support every revolutionary movement
which is against the present social and political conditions.
Communists always support every revolutionary movement
which is against the present social and political conditions.
They raise the question, and that is the question of ownership.
It doesn't matter what is their level of development.
They raise the question and that is the question of ownership.
It doesn't matter what is their level of development.
Communists don't keep their views and opinions secret.
Don't support the rebellion movement.
Don't raise the question about ownership.
You've no regret to hide your opinion and motto.
I'm a communist.
But I'm not with you any more.
I left home because I had a different ideology.
And today...
I left the party because my ideology does not match theirs.
"Music."
"The soil is listening to me, I'm indebted to the soil, mother."
"Why are the men crying so much? It's time to listen to them."
The way people go for a pilgrimage.
Similarly, I'm going back to the poor tribals.
My cultured society has marginalised these people for ages.
They've exploited them.
The sins which I've done
I'll sacrifice and dedicate my life to clean it.
I go to learn from them.
Society doesn't give them anything.
They are still alive.
This is a lesson.
"I played in your lap. I forgot all my sorrows."
"You taught me about people by holding my fingers."
"You got disheartened to see people crying."
"The one who lost everything is the culprit today."
"The soil is listening to me, I'm indebted to the soil, mother."
"Why are the men crying so much? It's time to listen to them."
"Mother is crying and said now you cry too"
"I found a new horizon in my tears, mother"
"I found a new horizon in my tears, mother."
"Independent India is still witnessing"
"different types of exploitation."
"The soil is listening to me, I'm indebted to the soil, mother."
"Why are the men crying so much? It's time to listen to them."
"Colonisation within the country, exile within the country."
"People are introduced to their land through paper,"
"the locals are searching their land."
"Mother, I met you on the way."
"The path is old, the mind is old, it is stuck in the past."
"The soil is listening to me, I'm indebted to the soil, mother."
"Why are the men crying so much? It's time to listen to them."
"The soil is listening to me, I'm indebted to the soil, mother."
"Why are the men crying so much? It's time to listen to them."