Life is a complicated,
maze of love.
Although alone,
its own companion.
When a person is running out of time,
he reflects over things he never did.
What are you thinking, papa?
The river Ganga by my village.
Staying immersed in it from noon to dusk.
I would take a dip in the water, and hold my breath.
This time when I close my eyes,
and stop breathing.
Immerse me in the same Ganga.
Who are these people?
Where to, brother?
Where do Ajay Amar live?
Is Dukhu at home?
Who is it?
Come out.
Yelling who is it from inside.
I've come to apologise.
Skin me alive if you like, son.
But I cannot take on this burden.
We made a huge mistake, uncle.
This is all my fault.
What was so special about me,
that your father challenged his family.
Son, I don't have any complaints about this system.
Please don't stir things up in your house again.
Lablabiya, take him away.
Come, brother. Let's go.
That's the problem, uncle.
Nothing makes a difference to you.
Everyone drinks tea in a steel cup,
but you get a chipped earthen cup.
But you've no complaints with this system.
What is so special about you, uncle?
I want to know.
What's so special about you,
your very touch makes a person leave his home.
This is your battle, not mine.
I'm here for only a couple of days.
Soon I'll leave.
But after what happened yesterday,
and 24 years ago,
will never let me enjoy my sweets,
or drink from the well again.
Guniya, get some water.
Coming.
Ajay, Amar is in school.
Never misses school a single day.
Is the school any good?
It wasn't earlier.
Since this Bengali madam joined,
she is pretty strict with the students.
The villagers trouble her a lot.
Why?
The wedding guests would stay in the school.
But the madam stopped all that.
They won't let her stay here too long.
This has been the tradition of this village.
They replace anyone who talks about change.
You've returned to the village after so long,
don't get involved in these matters.
Otherwise, you'll find yourself neck-deep in it.
"Every day my heart's restless like a fish."
"Who's that fisherman who throws the net?"
"The farms and fields ask..."
"Where have you been all these years?"
"Son..."
"Every day my heart's restless like a fish."
"Water spilling from the well."
"Beauty peeking from behind the veil."
"Redness spreads across the sky in the morning."
"But the night is slowly dawning."
"The dried up ponds are still thirsting."
"Every day my heart's restless like a fish."
"Who's that fisherman who throws the net?"
"The farms and fields ask..."
"Where have you been all these years?"
"Son..."
"Every day my heart's restless like a fish."
You slept like a log today, brother.
Let it be, Aatish.
What are you saying?
Serving the elder brother is like earning merit.
Let me earn some merits too.
Brother.
We just received an invitation from the minister sir.
He's invited you as well. Will you come along?
Aatish, I don't want to go. Please, you go.
I know you're still upset about yesterday, brother.
But Ram venting his frustration on Laxman isn't right.
Is it right?
- Are you coming? Will you come along? - Okay, fine.
- Are you coming? - Fine, I'm coming.
These bad roads really upsets my stomach.
When I will become MLA , I will fix everything. Don't worry.
Come, brother.
Get down.
Bring them along.
Come, brother, this way.
Brother, red salute.
What did you say?
Sorry brother, Long live mother India!
It's pretty cold.
It's very fresh. Help yourself.
Eat.
Of course.
You arrived pretty late.
We've been waiting for you since morning.
You were waiting for us,
and our car broke down on the way.
Is it?
The roads near Hulatiya are miserable.
And the Hulatiya road isn't just a road.
It's a living example of the present government's failure.
These potholes can be seen for miles,
describe the sad state of the administration
Bravo. Bravo.
Marvellous. Great.
Very nice.
He is a shining star
That's more like it.
Aarti Devi only said that we have been waiting.
Someone who can do politics on any subject,
is the real quality of a leader.
Exactly. Minister sir made him a ticket for a reason.
He practised this speech all night. Right?
Quiet.
Practising a speech, are you?
Hello.
God bless.
Whenever I see Nirmal, makes me really glad.
Honestly,
if we had met earlier,
I would have proposed my daughter's marriage to him.
You really have a sense of humour, sir.
What do you see in me, sir?
Fire.
Your name is Nirmal,
but you've got more fire inside you than Aatish.
Be careful.
Minister sir, you know...
He can see beyond the naked eye.
Take a seat.
Come on, sit.
Take him along,
Huh...
and introduce him to Reena.
otherwise, our party politics will get him excited again.
Sure.
I will.
Come, brother. I'll introduce you to Reena. Come.
Reena. Reena.
Your brother-in-law is here to meet you.
Your what...
Brother-in-law.
Just like my father is her father-in-law,
you become her brother-in-law.
Come, brother.
Let me introduce you.
That's Reena, my future wife.
And Reena, she's my older brother.
My Ram.
Hi.
Nice meeting you.
Take her blessings.
- He's your brother-in-law. - No, please.
Come, take a seat.
- You two look nice as a couple. - Sit.
Brother Aatish, minister sir is calling.
Minister sir is always calling.
I'll be right back, brother. Keep seated. Drink the tea.
The tea in the village is always extra sweet.
So...you're a hairstylist?
Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.
Thank you.
If you don't tell anyone, no one will find out.
There will be no glitches at the wedding.
You wanna say that...
I am trying to say that I am an excellent cook.
There's magic in my fingers.
I'll cook all the meals.
And no one can do the laundry better than me.
Be it cotton, woollen, and leather.
I even iron it before it wrinkles.
And shine the plates so well, you'll never need a mirror again.
How educated are you?
- MBA... - He didn't even let me...
...complete my graduation.
So no one ever asked for your opinion,
and guess you never told anyone.
See Reena, if you want I can...
Hold your hearts, and make a toast.
Because father-in-law has revealed the...
...first poster of Buxar's future MLA Aatish Pathak.
How is it looking, brother?
It's nice.
I've a question.
Imagine why am I wearing yellow?
The colour of your party is yellow.
It's orange. Take this.
Take it away.
I am asking why am I wearing yellow in this picture.
I don't know.
Because yellow is Reena's favourite colour.
And I know how?
Because I've scanned Reena's entire Facebook page.
She only wears yellow.
Do you know why?
Because yellow is my father's favourite colour.
And he only gets me what he likes.
Wow...isn't that nice?
So her favourite is her father's favourite.
And father-in-law's favourite is invariably my favourite.
So everyone's favourite colour is yellow.
What a family, isn't it? What a family. Do you see...
What a family.
Everyone sees yellow.
What a joke.
- What happened? - Did you ever ask Reena,
whether she wants to marry you or not?
Why, brother?
Did she say anything to you?
Did you ask?
There's no need to ask.
It was minister sir's orders.
And minister sir's orders cannot be disobeyed...
Fuck the minister!
Are you marrying Reena or the candidacy?
You see, brother, it's easy for you to say,
because you don't belong from these parts.
I've been raised in this system.
You cannot say 'fuck the minister' to the minister.
It's not about the system. It's about right and wrong.
Was it right what happened at the feast yesterday?
You were telling me to apologise.
Was it my fault?
Is it right what Reena has to go through?
If yes.
Then you do what you think is right, and I'll do...
Who was that?
- What happened? - Who threw that stone?
Who threw that stone?
Come here Engineer sir.
Aatish.
Stop.
What happened?
Are you guy okay.
Aatish.
Aatish. Don't touch him.
Catch him
Asshole.
Aatish you are not going to touch him
Aatish, leave him.
Aatish, don't touch him.
Engineer sir...
Aatish, don't touch him.
Catch him.
- Looking for sweetmeats, huh. - Aatish. Leave him.
- You won't touch him. - Come out.
Aatish, leave him.
- You won't do anything. - Leave him, brother.
- Aatish. - Come out, rascal.
Why did you throw that stone? Come out.
Why shouldn't I?
You got that car in dowry.
I'll break all the windows.
Why shouldn't I?
- Come out. - Aatish, let him go.
He threw a stone.
Come out. Come out.
Aatish.
Aatish!
Son, you can only break their windows with stones.
If you want to break their spines,
then you must do what 'he' did.
Hello.
Aunty fainted.
What?
Aunty has fainted. Start the cars. Let's go.
What? Sister-in-law. Let's go.
- Open your eyes, sister-in-law. - Mom.
- Open your eyes, sister-in-law. - What happened?
She fainted while doing her chores.
Mom.
Give it quickly.
Don't worry, son. Nothing is wrong with her.
She will be fine.
Sometimes her sugar becomes low.
Mom.
I am fine, son.
Did you eat your meal?
Sister-in-law, open your mouth.
Drink some water.
He's your older brother.
Doesn't matter even if he yelled at you.
He's also writing a book on you.
I wonder what he's writing.
I am confused.
Where did I go wrong, uncle?
He told me once...
Only once...
I emptied all the bullets in my gun.
Can you imagine?
Aatish Pathak's gun doesn't have a single bullet.
Can you imagine?
The things I did for him.
Never let his feet touch the ground.
But he shoved me... Like this. Shoved me aside publicly.
You cannot call the minister 'fuck you minister'.
What do I do?
Shouldn't I run for the candidate?
Is Reena above the Minister? Do I seek her permission now?
You new generation people get emotional too quickly.
Have a puff.
Go on. You'll feel lighter.
I don't smoke this.
Take it, nephew. Don't feel shy.
No one's going to say anything.
We'll turn our backs toward you. Everyone, turn around.
- Come on. No one's going to watch. - Turn around.
Yeah, mom.
Nimmo, how is she?
She is resting.
The doctor said that her sugar...
Nirmal, it's not sugar.
She is suffering from depression.
Severe depression.
Mom, why are you saying this?
Why am I saying this?
Son, can't you see that she hasn't even accepted her husband's death yet.
This is so alarming.
She needs a psychiatrist, Nirmal, not a bowl of sugar.
Can you please talk about this later?
Please.
I need to write something.
Okay.
But listen, please don't stress.
I am still awake.
If you feel like calling, then please call me. Okay.
Yeah, bye.
Listen...aren't you coming back?
Son.
What happened?
Come here.
Come back.
Won't you come back.
Come back.
I'm waiting for you.
Come back.
Son. Son.
Come back.
Won't you come back.
I am waiting.
Mom.
Come back. Mom.
Mom!
Mom, what happened?
Call the doctor. Call the doctor.
Mom.
- Listen, son...don't worry. - Mom...
- Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law. - Mom...
- She has the habit of sleepwalk. - Son, this often happens...
- What happened? - Mom.
It's nothing serious. Don't be scared.
Nothing serious?
From dawn to dusk, she works tirelessly,
and you claim it's not serious!
She's been reduced to a servant.
Son...
She works from one festival to another.
Poor thing washes the plates in this cold!
It's so cold.
- Where is the shawl? - Sister-in-law.
- Mom.
She is okay. She is okay. Don't be scared, son. Don't worry.
She will be fine.
It's so cold.
Careful.
how can you say nothing happened?
Careful, mom. Careful.
Careful.
I am there, mom. I am there.
Careful, mom.
Is the sugar okay?
Mom...
Papa...
has left us all.
He is never coming back.
Stop waiting for him, mom.
God...
Grandpa, Santoshi aunty is crying!
Santoshi aunty is crying.
Santoshi aunty is crying, grandpa.
Santoshi aunty is crying.
He told me a week before he died.
He was thinking about you all the time before he died.
Aatish, I am really very sorry.
I could have behaved with you properly yesterday.
What are you saying, brother?
You're my older brother. You've every right.
Aatish, marriage is a very important commitment in life.
It's crucial for you to know her opinion of you,
whether she wants to marry you or not?
- I just meant... - You're right, brother.
Even I gave it a thought.
I assure you, brother.
I won't marry her against her will.
I will talk to her.
This election, candidacy is one thing, brother.
But Aatish Pathak will never deprive a woman of her basic rights.
I am sorry. I was wrong about you.
No, brother.
What...
Are you here to play politics?
Or to lecture us?
What is this?
What is it?
What is all this?
Out!
Uncle, if you believe
I'm Mohan Pathak,
whom you can throw out of the house,
then I'm not him.
This is my house too.
I've a share in it,
the fields and farms, everything.
So you cannot throw me out of my own house.
I came here willingly,
and leave when I feel like it.