La unuaj 200 linioj.
Today's headlines! Today's headlines!
Two prisoners want to present flowers...
to the President on his birthday.
Today's headlines! Today's headlines!
Do you see the headlines of the newspapers?
Both the convicts are from your jail.
The law keeps an watch on every breath a convict takes...
even then, their wishes not only left their lips...
but slipped out of the bars to become headlines like this?
And our department was unaware.
Who had come to meet them?
Nobody visited them as such. But a few days ago...
a reporter had come to see them...
with a letter from the Home Minister.
The two convicts could've expressed their wish to him.
- Pandey, have you heard this? - What's the matter, Mr. Mishra?
See this. The president will meet two convicts today.
- What for? - God only knows!
- Happy Birthday. - Thank you.
The youth are a nation's strength.
They are a nation's future.
And, they're bound and shackled? Why?
These very shackles and handcuffs...
will soon be a hangman's noose for me!
You seem delicate as flowers. What crime did you commit...
to deserve such a horrible sentence?
"Apply the turmeric on the Bride"
"And make her even more beautiful"
"Apply the turmeric on the Bride"
"And sing songs of happiness"
Stop this merry making and get her ready for the groom.
Till Suman doesn't come, I won't get ready, mom!
What are you saying? You won't get married for her?
She'll get wed, and go to her husband's house too! Right, aunt?
My foot! Why did you come so early?
You should've come after Kanchan became a mother!
- Sorry! But the bus broke down, so I got late. - Okay.
- You're alone? Where's Duryodhan? - Don't ask, aunt.
The Duryodhan from our epic was busy playing chess all day.
And this one...
your nephew, is busy hitting and kicking walls all day!
What! He hits and kicks at walls? Is he mad?
No you know these... Judo, Karate, Boxing...
He practices all sorts of things. He's out for fame and money.
Not bothered about anything or anyone!
Oh God!
- Who'll marry him like this? - Don't lose weight over it!
Neither a girl will marry him, and nor will he become a groom!
There! The groom's procession is here!
Now hurry and get this girl ready!
Suman. Suman.
Yes, aunt?
She's going to garland the groom. Hurry!
Yes.
Hold this.
Kanchan! Garland the groom.
If you stoop to her now, you'll stoop to her all your life!
Stand straight!
Look Mr. Groom...
if you won't stoop, she'll climb on something.
It's all the same.
Let him bow down, or let her climb on something.
Oh!
- What do you say? - What do you mean?
Ma'am, I mean...
he's standing straight now. Never to bend forward.
But I'm willing to stoop. Put that garland around my neck.
I admit, you don't have a garland but you do have arms.
- Put them round my neck. - Really? Will shoes do instead?
Snake!
"That's wonderful"
"We're here to congratulate you"
Quiet! Stop this nonsense.
You should be ashamed to insult somebody like this.
We are from the girl's side...
but we won't tolerate your impudence.
We are entertaining you and you...
Who do you think you are anyway.
Mavericks!
If you wanted entertainment...
we'd have obliged you free of cost.
I see. So you think you're Michael Jackson, huh?
Let's see how much oil there is in this lamp!
Along with oil, the lamp has a wick too.
- Be my partner? Done? - Done!
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're going to leave with you"
"We're here in the procession "
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're going to leave with you, too"
"We're going to leave with you, too"
"You are here to take away the bride"
"You are here to take away the bride"
"So take her away"
"Take my advice, don't clash with me"
"Just don't clash with me"
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"Don't steal a glance like that, look openly at me"
"Stop being coy... fall in love with me"
"Don't steal a glance like that... look openly at me"
"I'd pierce your heart with hatred"
"What are you going to do, if I refuse?"
"I'd pierce your heart with hatred"
"Let me come closer... and look into your eyes"
"Let's put our hands in each others"
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're here with the groom"
"Why are you acting smart...? Why are you teasing me?"
"Why are you grabbing my hand? I'm still a virgin"
"Why are you acting smart...? Why are you teasing me?"
"You don't understand the state of my restless heart"
"I'm still unwed only for you, O fair maiden"
"You don't understand the state of my restless heart"
"That I'll belong to you, that I'll go with you"
"Keep dreaming of that even when you go back home"
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're going to leave with you, too"
"You're going to leave with us, too"
"You're here to take the bride away"
"So take her away"
"Take my advice, don't mess with me"
"I'd put the bridal bangles in your hands"
"I'd summon the cops"
"I'd send for a veil for you"
"I'd have you locked up"
"I'd get a bridal dress for you"
"I'd have you beaten up with sticks"
"I'd anoint you the bride"
"I'd have you thrashed"
"I'd sway with you in my arms and kiss your cheeks"
"I'd sway with you in my arms and kiss your cheeks"
"I'd take you straight to the prisons"
"We're here with the groom in a procession"
"We're here with the groom"
- Please have some more. - Uncle.
Yes.
Ma'am...
is this meant to be eaten, or, just tasted?
Be generous please.
Ma'am.
You served me vegetables, but what do I eat them with?
You seem to be from a family of gluttons...
who, on hearing of a buffet, hasn't eaten for a week!
Here you are. Eat it.
Have more. And if you're still hungry, eat me!
You're the dessert. I'll taste you after having dined.
By the way, you do have sweetmeats I hope.
Of course! We know that the hateful have a sweet tooth.
I will just get it.
Eat as much as you can. It's your wedding-night, remember.
Here you are. Now please eat.
- So small? - What do you mean?
I mean they're so small, I'll eat two hundred!
Two aren't enough.
Is this enough or shall I get more?
You gave me the whole lot. Now what will you eat?
SANSKRIT MANTRA.
SANSKRIT MANTRA.
SANSKRIT MANTRA.
Stop it.
SANSKRIT MANTRA.
Suman, come. It's time to see off the bride.
- Raju. - Yes?
- Yes, uncle. - Where are you going? I'll see to all that.
Go and sit near the dowry items.
Okay.
- Suman. - Yes, aunt?
Where are you off to? Come and take charge of her.
- Okay. - She's drained out weeping. And my feet are like lead!
Go and sit her in the car.
Son, I'm giving you my flesh and blood.
- Please cherish her. - Of course.
Come on.
Please don't cry, aunt.
Duryodhan, you're wanted by Mr. Lal Bihari.
Only that man has a right to call me by my first name.
Not his servants. Get it?
Tell him I'll get ready and be there.
Is Suman at home?
Of course. That's why you have come.
Else, when I was alone, you didn't even ask me how I was!
Find some time for your friend's brother too!
Hey-- You didn't answer me.
Only a tight slap will answer your question.
But I don't want to hurt my friend by insulting you!
Well, our eyes met, and, I lost my heart to him.
I don't even know if we will ever meet again.
He had come at your cousin's wedding.
He was with the groom, so he must be from the groom's side.
- Right. - Even I know all that, stupid!
Tell me how do I meet him again.
I'll tell you. Hold on. Turn your heart into paper.
Make pen of your love, and with your tears as ink...
write to your cousin, that at her wedding...
- who was the hero with her hubby. From where had he come? - Yes.
What's his name, and address. That's it.
- Postman! Is your name Suman? - Yes.
There's a letter for you.
Kanchan Ravat.
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