Phullu

Tobacco, Pan Masala is a huge problem of our country.

its consumption is the main cause of mouth cancer.

This patient suffers from tongue cancer.

And we had to remove his voice box.

Now it's up to God.

We had to remove Rekha's tongue and lower jaw.

We had to sell two of her bangles.

Tobacco destroys families.

It is terrible to be run out when you're batting well.

It may happen because of your own fault.

0r because of your partner's mistake.

Tobacco harms you.

When you smoke or someone smokes else around you.

Be smart. Stay away from tobacco.

Don't be run out.

0hno

Why are you using so much of white cloth?

I need a bedding not a shroud.

Should I use this? - I won't mind ifyou use it.

Uncle, try to understand.

No one wishes to buy white bedding.

As it gets dirty quickly.

Colourful c|oth makes a beautiful design.

Mind blowing.

Listen, Phullu only looks like an idiot.

But he is very brainy. He knows very well how to get his job done.

I see. Now give me the cell phone ifit's charged.

Stitch your skirt later. Give me the cell phone.

Give it to him.

Why don't you charge it in your house?

Isn't there electricity in the village?

0nly ifthere is electricity left for us.

We do get it. But twice every two days.

Only for an hour at that. With voltage down.

Got it?

Here.

Uncle, you're an expert at your work.

Tara, where the hell are you?

What is it? Why are you shouting? What happened?

Where the hell were you?

Come here.

God know what she keeps doing. Hurry up.

Pick it up. Keep it on my head.

Keep it properly.

0nce Phullu comes ask him to go meet Heera.

He has contacts in Delhi.

I've spoken to him about a job for him.

God knows how long he'|| keep roaming around in the village.

Hey you...

llThe heart's whimsical."

Mother. We have electricity.

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

"Do as you please.ll

"Live as you please.ll

"Do as you please.ll

"Live as you please.ll

"Spend your heartbeats on your friends."

"Curse or blessings. Whatever you get. Take it in your stride.ll

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical." - He||o, uncle Heera.

Sister-in-law is nowhere to be seen.

Why do you want to see her? - Nothing.

She had ordered some things. So I have got them.

She is here. But she can't meet you.

But why?

is she unwell?

Yes. She is unwell.

Then l'll get the physician.

Not at all. Neither you can meet her nor she can meet anyone.

She'll be fine in a week. Then you can meet her.

How do you know that she'll be fine in a week?

is it viral fever? - Phullu is ridiculous.

Now you explain to him. - Explain, uncle.

Never mind it. Sit here. - 0kay.

Should I massage your legs? - No. I'm fine.

Your mother is really worried about you.

Her commentary goes on non-stop all through the village.

She is not worried. Such is her face.

No. She is worried about your job.

I've spoken to one of my relatives in Delhi.

Get a ticket and go to Delhi. Earn some money there.

I'm not leaving this village. - Why?

lfl leave the village who is going to take care of the ladies here.

What do you mean? Are you everyone's husband?

What are you saying?

Get up. Get up. Get out of here.

Yes. I'm going. Now don't ask me to get things.

Forget everything. I won't get anything.

You don't do any favours. Get lost.

ldiot. - I'm going.

Torture for dowry is an offence.

l'll inform the GDP office.

You'll be sent off to Hetarampur along with aunt.

Grumpy old man.

Darn you. Why did you unlock the door? Go inside.

Come on. - I want to pee.

Pee my foot. Go inside.

lfl see you outside this time then you had it.

How do I handle him?

Hetarampur.

lllt's fiowing away in mud boats wrapping itselfin the sky of mud.ll

lllt's fiowing away in mud boats wrapping itselfin the sky of mud.ll

"It has set out with smile in his pocket.ll

"Turning his back on the world of pain.ll

"Chasing its desires."

llSatisfy it with light of your mind."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

The letter is here.

Catch the rickshaw.

Catch it. We are going to reach first.

Teacher.

You..

What happened? - Your things.

You cou|d've delivered it tomorrow.

What ifl had lost memory tomorrow? - 0kay. Give.

And I have your money as well.

20 rupees and...

Keep it. - Why?

Keep it as remuneration.

You get tired in getting things for us from the city.

And you don't even take money for it.

When I see your smiling face, the tiredness just goes away.

Thank you.

0kay, shall I say something?

Yes?

How long are you going to spend your days like this?

Why don't you go to the city and earn a living?

Mother has complained to you as well. Isn't it?

Not complained. She worried for you.

Otherwise no mother ever says anything to anyone about her son without reason.

Madam, you don't know.

She is not a mother. She is crazy. Crazy.

He||o, aunt. How long will you keep selling beddings?

Why don't you send Phullu somewhere to do some work?

He's getting spoilt because of you people.

He has become a nomad.

Get him married. He will change.

Don't talk rubbish.

I don't want any burden by getting an unemployed boy married.

l'll not get him married.

There is a really good and cultured girl in Dumritaal.

Your Phullu's fortunes will change.

Should I talk to them? - No.

Aunt, listen. She is a really nice girl.

Aunt, mother want four cow dung cake.

Yes. They are over there. Take them.

Take only four.

Are you going to make a hole in my stomach?

Stop staring. And give me the fiatbread.

You won't get it.

Mother, please.

l've returned from the city after working so hard.

Moreover I delivered things all over the village.

I'm very hungry. Give me the fiatbread.

Mother. You tell. - Mother, come on.

First ask him to go to Delhi for the work Heera told him.

He'll get the ticket. Tell him. - She as lost it.

Moron. Don't you have any shame?

Your mother is getting old now.

Still I carries beddings on my head and sells it door to door.

And what's a son duty?

Useless.

And this useless son gets the cloth for the bedding.

From the city.

And who helps in stitching the bedding. In designing it.

This useless son.

Instead of honouring me you're insulting me.

Rascal. Are you going to live a life like this? Stitching beddings.

A man is supposed to do manly work.

You do this womanly work.

Fool around with all the women of the village.

Why are you ruining your life?

You'll go to Heera. He is noble man.

He is a loser. Very cruel.

He locks up his daughter-in-law all day in the room and tortures her.

Do you know? Sister-in-law touched him...

...and he started having seizures.

Noble man my foot.

That's a monthly drama.

What do you mean?

They have this tradition. One day she went to the temple in that condition.

Aunt Heera slapped her.

is it? In what condition?

Tell me. In what condition?

The woman's disease. Which happens every month.

Woman's disease. It happens every month.

Do you also have it? - Get lost.

And mother, you?

Eat quietly. - Yes. Eating.

Quiet.

The elders say that what a son doesn't do for his mother...

...he does it for his wife.

You have to convince Phullu to take up a job.