أول 200 سطر.
ACCOUNT DETAILS FOR ARJUN MAGAR
Arjun Magar, you still have an outstanding balance.
These are the amounts you loaned for your wife's treatment and last rites.
The principal and interest sums up to 102,056 rupees.
Let's forget the other loans.
It's been six months since your loan term ended.
Fine, then.
I'll waive a year's interest.
But your land will belong to me until you pay me back.
Clear your previous dues first, then you can think of getting a new loan.
Okay?
But if you don't repay within a year...
then I'll sell your house and land to recover my loss.
Tell me one thing.
Who says that all your problems get resolved
if you commit suicide?
You should have talked to us. Were we not there for you?
Am I wrong, Master?
The debts...
We can clear them today or tomorrow. We do understand.
You shouldn't have done this, my friend.
You left us shocked.
I give you my word.
Once your son is 18 years old, I will give him a job.
And after clearing your dues, whatever remains,
I'll put it in your son's name, so...
May your soul rest in peace!
Be free!
How can his soul attain salvation, once he has smelled meat?
Why would he like the curd rice?
Hey, look over there.
-He's off to the slaughterhouse. -Now, it's a long wait for all of us!
Damn!
Hey!
I made oatmeal, your favorite!
Hey.
At least take a look!
Hey, listen! The crow has touched the rice.
What? When?
It did just now! You weren't paying attention.
The crow has touched it. Let's go.
It's over, let's go.
What I am saying is,
why don't you buy a cow and start delivering milk?
-A cow? -Don't take out a loan? It will be fine.
What do you mean by fine?
Hey, Mr. Arjun...
-I'll leave now. -Hello, sir. Okay, see you.
My friend, are you neglecting Abhimanyu?
-Why? What happened? -What happened?
I had given a letter-writing assignment in the class.
Look at what Abhimanyu wrote.
Dear Mom...
I am writing this because everyone tells me
that I look like and laugh like you.
Mom, I miss you a lot.
Whenever I ask Dad to take me to you, he says...
He says you have gone to God's abode.
I want to go there to God's abode just to see you.
Please tell me where you are.
Yours affectionately, Abhimanyu Arjun Magar.
My friend.
Is it his fault for being here?
I will take one last chance for him.
If in a year's time I fail,
I will hang myself.
Are you out of your mind? Are you?
Everything will be fine. What do you say?
Have faith in Lord Vitthal.
That's all one can do.
Abdu...
Behave yourself at Raosaheb's. Okay?
I am going to your maternal uncle to get some money.
I'll get something for you to eat. Yes?
Come now.
All right.
I don't want him to suffer because of me.
I'll get money and settle the debt first!
Until then, let him stay with you. Okay?
I'll take care of him.
-But will he stay with me? -Hey, Raosaheb.
It's only four days.
-Dad, I want to go with you! -See!
Even he doesn’t want to stay.
Will you be okay without him?
Look, your father is leaving.
Dad, I want to go with you!
Dad!
What's wrong, Arjun?
Nothing.
I'm taking him with me.
-I can't manage without him. Come. -Be safe.
Come back soon. Hey!
Hey, can you come up with some money?
Let me see.
Look.
I won't let anyone near my jewels.
He is always in a crunch.
Let him clear his dues first. He wants 100,000 rupees.
What right does he have over you? Tell me!
Your sister is dead anyway.
You are obsessed with them. Might as well leave us and go.
Abdu.
-Abdu. -Yes?
Let's go.
What brings you here?
I am in need of money...
Nothing! I was on my way to Phaltan,
and decided to drop by to pay my respects to Bapu.
He has been bedridden for a year.
His treatment costs a lot.
Fine.
Stay over tonight. We'll feast on mutton.
Dad?
-Dad! -What?
I'm hungry.
Here.
I don't want any biscuits!
We've been having them for two days.
Abdu.
Eat these biscuits for lunch.
Tonight, when we arrive at Pintya's house,
you'll get to eat a delicious meal of bread, curry, and pickle.
You have been having tantrums these days.
-If you act smart with me, I'll punch you. -Hey! What is it?
Sir, don't snap at the kid.
Come here. Take this.
Your father won't disapprove. Take it.
Come. Yes, that's good.
Which village do you belong to?
I am from the Magar's Nimgaon.
We are on our way to Vakhari to meet Gaikwad Appa.
Then you should carry some food for the child.
Why make him suffer?
Oh, Lord Vitthal.
I lost everything.
It's been three years.
No rains, no water. Just drought.
Well,
are you the only one who is affected?
It's everywhere.
It's true that when nature abandons you, drought takes over.
But it worsens when people don't help each other. It's also true.
It's the cycle of life.
With joy comes misery.
The wheel keeps turning.
We must stay patient.
I guess.
And submit ourselves to the will of Lord Vitthal.
And live free of worries!
That's what I'm going to do.
If the Lord truly cares, He shall deliver us from this hell.
You bring me on the right path,
Oh Lord Vitthal
How can I ever thank you enough,
Oh Lord Vitthal
I prostrate before you Kiss your blessed feet
You have showered us with your benevolence
My Lord Vitthal
I'm not desirous of Nirvana,
I would rather be here
So I can be your devotee
So I can be your devotee, My Lord Vitthal
Dad, you've done enough. Let's go back home.
I told you not to follow me. Why did you follow me?
-We'll go tomorrow. -When did I follow?
You took me with you. I'm tired of our travels.
-No one is willing to help you. -Hey Abdu,
-I'll slap-- -Go!
Look, Abdu...
We will visit someone, and he will surely help us.
Really? Who are we visiting?
Lord Pandurang in Pandharpur.
-Lord Pandurang? -Yes.
Silly, he's our God.
We are going to God's abode, okay?
-God's abode? -Yes.
Will Mom meet us there?
Abdu--
Dad, I know it for sure. Mom will meet us there.
What's holding you up? Let's go!
PANDHARPUR FOUR
SHREE PUNDALIK TEMPLE
A hearty meal for just ten rupees! Eat in a famous eatery in Pandharpur.
-Come here. Here! -Hey, mister.
-We want a meal. Where do we go? -What do you mean?
-Wait in line. -There?
-Hurry or it will be over. -Let's go.
-Okay. -Hurry up to eat!
I wonder,
how can they afford it?
They are all thieves, my brother.
The rich folks give them money to distribute among the poor.
They do so while the rich ones are around.
After that, it's business in the name of God.
It's the same everywhere!
-Come on! -We're out of food...
Hey, kid!
Hey, kid!
-Dad? -Come here. Come.
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