Pressure Cooker (ప్రెషర్ కుక్కర్)

EVERY HOUSE HAS THE SAME PROBLEM.

What is this painting about?

Not sure! But it seems like someone is lost at sea.

There is a ship also dude.

Yeah dude.

Hey, this painting is beyond my understanding.

Let's see the next one.

Hey your Anitha, right!

Yeah.

So what is this painting about?

It is the story of a young sailor.

He has no clue about his final destination.

And this is the reason he is stuck in a thunderstorm.

Oh!

Then, did he reach the shore?

Uh! Uh! I don't think so.

I believe, he is lost forever.

I am the lost sailor in Anitha's painting!

My name is Kishore.

It's been a year since I finished my B.Tech.

Most of my classmates are settled.

But I am with my parents in my hometown.

This is not something I am doing this early morning.

I didn't sleep all night.

Working on my new project.

I am constructing a robotic vehicle.

Completely autonomous.

It manoeuvres avoiding obstacles.

I am just finishing it.

Kishore, it is morning!

Will you come out of your room?

There you go, my mom.

She loves me a lot since I am the only son.

Hey Kishore, why don't you answer?

What is the matter?

Did he brush his teeth?

And this is my dad, tiger!

All this while he hasn't been happy because

things didn't happen the way he expected.

All Indian guys who graduate have only one question, what's next?

Some families insist on a job and some on doing IAS.

And few others advise an MBA.

And these are the expectation set on us.

For people like me, it's like when is this guy going to America?

Kishore, did you get a visa to America at least this time?

My family has double expectations for me.

With all the cousins going to America, the pressure on me

is like 'Crap! Feels as if I am in a pressure cooker'.

How long did you take...

Here take it. I'll give this to your dad.

-Oh! For Tiger! -Get a dozen eggs.

Alright.

-Hi Kishore, -Hi Dude.

You seem so happy. I guess you got your visa.

Why should you know? Give me a dozen eggs.

Did I ask your property?

Here take the eggs.

I did not get this time either. It got rejected.

Why don't you apply for the 3rd time, it's lucky.

You will get it for sure, I guarantee you.

Hey, come along we will play cards near the Maisamma temple.

Stop it!

You visit the Chilukuru Balaji temple and you will definitely get a visa.

-Go. Get lost. -Hey, come let's play cards.

Brother-in-law, trust me and go to Balaji

temple and you will definitely get your visa.

He is not your brother-in-law, he will not get it. You keep calm.

-You say so? -Yeah.

We are not at all related.

Hey, look at Trump's daughter how gorgeous she is.

Split on my life!

Even the boys in the gully like Mogli and Satti are commenting on me.

So sad! Heard that your visa got rejected again.

So what will you do now?

It's better people mind their own business.

-Oh! -My time is running badly.

Even the aunty who doesn't know where to dump the trash is asking about my visa.

-Did you get it... -Take it.

Why is everyone so interested in me?

Everyone is asking me about the visa.

Jobless people!

It is their wish too that Narayan's son should go to America.

They are waiting for it.

They are wishing you good.

It is because of my dad that everyone knows about this.

That I am applying for my visa.

Do you see any young guy around here?

I told you I will get bored.

-You got me here unnecessarily. -Why will be they be here?

All the guys of your age are settled in the US.

I am sure you will be there next year.

You will no longer be annoyed by these occasions.

Kishore, I heard your visa got rejected again.

Why don't you work at a call centre until you get it?

-Thanks for the advice uncle. -Okay!

Be it any occasion in the town, everyone is after me.

Hell with this people.

Mom, if I am here everyone will keep asking me about my visa.

When I will leave for America.

They question me again and again,

'so when are you going to try again'.

I can't take this anymore. I won't stay here.

I will... dad, I will go to Hyderabad.

I will stay there and get the visa somehow.

"This guy is leaving his hometown and going to the city in a bus,"

"look at the strange difficulties"

-"It's not that normal" -Since my childhood,

my father raised me to be in America.

This is America... This is New York.

Here your uncle and aunt live and their children.

One drives a BMW while the other drives an AUDI car.

-This is Atlanta. -Atlanta.

Another uncle and aunt and their is their son.

-He is studying at Georgia Tech. Get it? -Yes.

This is Chicago. Here all your mother's side relatives stay.

She is... Hey is your aunt still alive?

She has passed away long back.

She has passed away it seems... We don't need this picture anymore.

So tell me now, where will you stay?

Here? Here!

You should travel all over... okay?

You should roam all over, okay? Good.

Chandu, tell me the names of some rivers...

Ganga, Yamuna, Brahmaputra, Krishna, Sir.

Very good. Sit down.

Kishore, name some states...

New York, California, Texas, Florida.

Hey Britisher, tell me about Indian states, not American states.

While all my friends took up a job through campus selection after B.Tech, I did not.

He opined that I will stay back in India if I took up any job.

My dad didn't let me attend any interview.

To state the truth, going to Hyderabad is like an escape for me.

From that world of expectations.

"Seeing you she keeps her eyes open"

"Or even to make the aunty's close her mouth who stays beside my house"

VILLAGE LIGHT "Go boy, go on fly in the sky"

"To make your father proud"

"Go boy, go on fly in the sky"

"Why do you panic?"

"You... hey you!"

Chandu and Pavan are my college mates.

It is unbelievable that they are living here.

I am sure they have changed a lot over time.

Show me your biceps now that you are going to the gym.

-Look man, look here. -Hey, hi guys!

-Hi, Kishore. -Hey Kishore...

Hey, my throat!

Hey, my throat, careful, the bag has glass jars.

-Oh god! -Your are just like a cucumber.

Hey, get up guys.

Hey, come dude. No need to go to home,

-will go from here itself. -Come on, we will have a party.

Only after meeting them, I realized that they haven't changed a bit.

Hey, Chandu wait... You look like you are selling hair wigs.

9,998, 9,999...

10,000...

Hey Kishore, when is your visa interview?

-It's next week... Wednesday. -Okay.

-4... -By the way, what is he up to?

-It's his new fantasy. -6...

When your father is sending you money...

Why don't you sit at home happily?

What is this underwear modelling job?

I have only one ambition in my life.

That my hoarding should be all over Hyderabad.

And all the guys and girls should be amazed to see me.

They should think, "Wow! What a model!"

Oh!

If I have a father like you who sends money,

"I will leave this gaming designer job."

And I'll cross my legs, read the newspaper, drink tea and enjoy my life!

Aren't you doing the same now!

-You are out... -No, no it's not an out.

-Check yourself... -Good morning.

Good morning!

-How is the weather? -It is a snowstorm.

-So it must be cold. -Yeah.

It is so hot here in Hyderabad, and you are talking about snow?

We are talking about Chicago.

His son lives there.

-Chicago? -Yes.

-The one in America? -Yeah.

Haha... Sir, it's too much.

Hey, clean it... here too...

clean the tank...

Make this bike shine like a new one.

-By the way, how much does spinach cost? -3 dollars.

-Oh! Is it so expensive? -Yes...

-It is only for two dollars in Texas. -Is it?

Everything is cheap there. There is no sales tax right.

-Is it? -Yes...

My son is in California and the living standard is very costly.

I should ask my son to move to Texas.

What is wrong with everyone in these apartments?

They talk only about America!

All these apartments have been bought by NRI's

and all their parents live here.

All the time you will only get to hear about America.

Hey, what is this?

You are making a child clean your bike?