Shukranu

SHUKRANU

'You must have heard many stories, but perhaps not mine.'

'Who am I?'

'Well, you can assume expansion of the human race begins from my race.'

'In which though the 250 million run the race.'

'But only one wins.'

'Whenever someone tried to stop the increasing human population...'

'They put a stop to my race.'

'Who am I?'

'I am a spermatozoon.'

'In simple English, a sperm.'

'This the story of that dark phase of free India

when emergency was declared in the country.'

'Emergency? Yes.'

'It is my story,

but I am not the hero of this story.'

'Let me introduce you to the hero of this story.'

Where are you taking me? -Come, just come.

Don’t misbehave! -Tell me!

Don’t misbehave! Come. -Tell me where are you taking me?

Let me go!

Hey!

I know that you are a hero, but their baton doesn’t know that.

It will beat you up and turn your ass red.

This is your first day of promotion.

You won't be able to even sit in that new chair.

Let's go, hurry up.

Where are you taking me? You look very happy.

Come on, tell me.

What is it?

Why don’t you just tell me why are we here?

You are just sitting and smiling.

I'm just enjoying the biscuit.

Try to understand. -Enjoying the biscuit!

Enjoy! Enjoy the biscuit!

Oh, I see. So, you are enjoying this biscuit, huh?

No, I was just...

I can see what…

Hey!

What hey?

If you keep acting like Devdas, Thakur will whisk Paro away.

Be a man.

You don’t get a girl by chasing after her.

You speak like you have a PhD on the topic.

You hardly know me.

Then enlighten me.

My father had named me Inder for a reason.

Greetings, father.

Bhanu, I am someone who can even make a married woman stray.

So unmarried girls are just…

Harder.

Yes?

Why here? -Why?

Yes, wrestler?

No. Not a wrestler, Inder. My name is Inder.

I don’t care what your name is.

What are you doing here?

I like wrestling.

So, I thought I should learn it.

One doesn't learn wrestling.

You wrestle in the ground.

Yes, right. So you go ahead and do it.

I just came here today to watch.

You have a great setup here.

Done with the inspection?

Now, you will learn.

Come on.

Make a move.

Take my hand.

Great. Hey, jump!

Broke his ribs. That was amazing.

Lift him up.

Well done, my boy. Good going.

There goes his spine

Now swirl him around and throw him on the ground.

Excellent.

He's done for.

The one who can even make married women stray

Mr. Inder a.k.a. Bittu,

we are men? -Yes, yes.

We don’t follow girls.

We don’t.

Scoundrel, I am dying in pain here and you are trying to taunt me?

Brother, the bungalow you went to,

has been aptly labelled as the Romeos' Graveyard by Delhites.

What?

Akriti is a wrestler Bheeshm Lathwal's daughter.

Her three brothers are also wrestlers.

I have heard that

they have sent many to an early grave.

And the ones who survive, they make them bonded labour.

Really?

You are fortunate to come out of there, although a little broken.

So, in future, if you ever wish to commit suicide… - Yes.

You know where to go.

I don’t want to go there.

I don't want to.

'This is Aakashwani.'

'Home Minister K Brahmananda Reddy,

while assuring that emergency could soon be over and said…’

How will I get married in this state?

Bhanu…

Would you like some tea? -Yes, I would.

Then make two cups of tea.

Add some ginger in it.

How are you doing, brother Inder?

Why want to know how he is doing, uncle?

He is getting excellent massages.

Yet he won't leave hope. -Why should I?

Look over there. He is back.

He is one determined lover boy.

He came back even after being thrashed so badly.

By the way girls,

he's shinning even after the thrashing, isn't he?

You will get me beaten up as well.

Look confidently.

Come on, let's check this Romeo's determination.

Yes, let's go. - Yes.

Are they coming this way? -They are coming here.

Is it?

I am getting worried now. Don’t worry. Keep it there.

Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Yes.

Be confident.

I will go ahead now. You too come along. Ok?

One, two, three. -Come on.

Bhanu!

You are very stubborn.

What?

Come on, brother-in-law.

Back to stare at girls even after getting thrashed?

No...

At least clear this out. Who do you come here to stare at?

Her?

Me? -Her?

Her lover boy ran away with his tail between his legs.

Oh, I see. Her.

No use. She is Manglik.

And also a child bride.

But that doesn't concern you. You will still keep staring, won't you?

Hey! What is happening here? No, I…

Are you troubling them? What are you doing?

Are you troubling them?

We were just talking. -What were you talking about?

You look like a decent boy.

Yet you behave like a loafer.

Don’t you have any shame? -Sir...

Should I teach you a lesson?

Don’t hurt him, Sardarji. Should I teach you a lesson?

Let him go, Sardarji. -Sir. -Should I beat you up?

It will teach you a lesson.

Sardarji, he is a nice boy.

Do nice boys behave like this? Look how he is behaving!

Come on. -Useless.

Let's go, brother.

If she wanted to insult me, she should've called me alone.

Have you done PhD in dramatics?

Why enquire about the path you shouldn’t be venturing into?

Bhanu, I wanted to take that path.

That was the wrong path.

There was a photo in yesterday's letter.

Did you see it?

What will I do by seeing the photo?

I just got insulted because of one girl.

I mean a little...

Gave me no respect at all. Took me for a beggar.

There...

Do you see that moon?

And that marigold flower?

Marigold flower.

Amazing.

That moon is out of your reach. -Yes.

But…

That marigold flower

is sure shot

within your reach. -Yes.

But...

But if Mr. Inder

keeps staring at the moon,

then that marigold flower,

someone will pluck and walk away.

Do you understand?

Marigold flower!

Let me go! -Move!

Let me go! Where are you taking me?

Let me go!

Wait a minute! What's going on, brother?

Where are you taking him? -Let me go

It doesn’t concern you. Leave.

I should leave so that you can kidnap him?

Back off! -You back off!

Move! Let him go! Move!

Let go!

Let me go! Where are you taking me?

Let me go!

Look at that.

They are kidnapping him right in front of everyone.

Come I will write your report.

No, sir. No report. They will take him away.

I'll handle it. -What is my fault?

Hey! -Yes, sir.