Sabaash Chandra Bose (സബാഷ്‌ ചന്ദ്രബോസ്)

In 1920, Scotsman John Logie Baird introduced Television to the world.

In 1959, Doordarshan started telecast in India.

In 1982, to watch the Delhi Asiad, more Television sets reached Indian towns.

Televisions were still quite uncommon in our villages.

You may remember, many of us those days went to neighbouring houses to watch TV.

NEDUMANGAD

To be honest, Chandrabose takes after his dad.

He'll act impulsively and land in trouble.

Chandrabose's name itself is the best example for it.

I'll die laughing just thinking of it.

Those days, his dad was a full-time communist.

He adored Netaji Subash Chandrabose.

He mistook Netaji for a communist.

When our kid was born, he named him Subash Chandrabose.

I begged him to give him some simple name.

Will he listen?

He scolded me and continued to call him Subash Chandrabose.

While enrolling him in school, the name remained the same.

After a while, someone told him, Subash Chandrabose was no communist.

But after all, he fought against the foreigners for our freedom.

So I too decided to keep that name.

Thus everyone began to call my son Chandrabose.

It's been ten years since his dad passed away...

Still the boy's impulsive behaviour hasn't changed.

So, mishaps inevitably happen to him.

Leave. Come, I said.

-Mom, leave me. -Rani, this is your chance.

This guy is never going to let you marry me.

SABAASH CHANDRABOSE!

I'm telling you to come.

Stop. Stop...

Leave her hand.

Look, isn't that her dad coming?

Looks like it's out of control now. Please intervene.

Go inside!

Hey, Chandran!

Whatever you say, if she comes, I'll take her.

-Chandran, stop it. -Move aside.

Both of you stop it. Listen to me.

Get out of here! You come back!

Get your hands off her.

This is what I said earlier. Mishaps inevitably happen to my son.

See this, at the exact time he went to get his lover from her home...

...the Gulf-returnee Manoharan had to show up.

See how these lowlifes are going after that dandy's pomp and show, abandoning my son.

But there is one thing. When it comes to romance, no one can beat my son.

That's why I told you earlier, he takes after his dad!

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Listen, girl… Marigold... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Listen, girl… Marigold... ♪

♪ Aren’t you my beloved? ♪

♪ Have your complaints ended? ♪

♪ Aren’t you mine, apple of my eye? ♪

♪ I'll save you from evil eyes... I'll care for you as my sweetheart... ♪

♪ The burflowers have given up, So have the periwinkles... ♪

♪ The flower I gave you long back, Take care that it doesn't fall... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Aren’t you my beloved? ♪

♪ Have your complaints ended? ♪

♪ Aren’t you mine, apple of my eye? ♪

♪ I'll save you from evil eyes... I'll care for you as my sweetheart... ♪

♪ The moonlight blossoms... ♪

♪ Your arched brows shot me a look, setting fireworks in my heart... ♪

♪ My mind is in turmoil... ♪

♪ Come to me... ♪

♪ At the temple where people gather, You and I are one... ♪

♪ By the country lane you saw me, out of the corner of your eye... ♪

♪ Glowing as the king of the dusk, I lit up your rosy cheek today... ♪

♪ Come to me... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Aren’t you my beloved? ♪

♪ Have your complaints ended? ♪

♪ Aren’t you mine, apple of my eye? ♪

♪ I'll save you from evil eyes... I'll care for you as my sweetheart... ♪

♪ The burflowers have given up, So have the periwinkles... ♪

♪ The flower I gave you long back, Take care that it doesn't fall... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Aren’t you my beloved? ♪

♪ Have your complaints ended? ♪

♪ Aren’t you mine, apple of my eye? ♪

♪ I'll save you from evil eyes... I'll care for you as my sweetheart... ♪

♪ Marigold... ♪

♪ Listen, girl… Marigold... ♪

Mom, are these flies inside the TV?

Damn, how long has this been!

I'm thinking of writing them a complaint.

It'll come now.

"Interruption in the programme due to technical error is regretted."

The terrestrial telecast continues.

See?

Stop chattering, girl. It's about to start.

Looks like it'll rain.

Sister, they've come.

I'll be back tomorrow.

-It's a full house! -When is it not?

Take the boy.

Okay...

-Enough of watching TV, shall we go home? -No.

Leave me. I want to watch TV.

Mom, please tell him. I want to watch TV.

Hey Chandran, don't take him away. Let him sleep here.

Take him. Else I'll have to bring him there at midnight.

Shut up.

Hey, keep quiet.

I don't want to go home.

Always throwing tantrums.

Uh oh! Why is the kid screaming like this?

I took him away from his TV watching.

Oh, well...

-I want to watch TV. -Behave, kid!

I want to watch TV.

Want to watch TV.

I want to watch TV.

Stop it, boy.

This is going on for too long.

What a brat!

Chandran...

Did you go to that girl's house today?

That woman skinned me alive in front of everyone today.

She says that you're chasing that girl.

Listen, they are not going to marry her to you.

Why demean yourself like this?

Don't you understand?

I've been patient with your childishness.

Everything has a limit.

Whiling away all the time watching TV in other's houses.

-Don't even study! -Yeah, run away.

Mock me when I ask you something.

Brat!

Why is this kid wailing like this all the time?

Long live the revolution!

Long live the revolution!

Raise the workers' wages immediately.

We demand justice from Proprietor Ganjar.

Raise the workers' wages immediately.

We demand justice from Proprietor Ganjar.

Boss, the yard was full of dog shit when I came in the morning.

From the gate, right up to here.

It was an effort washing it away.

I'm wondering if it was human.

A couple of men are on strike on the road, no?

Most likely it's them.

Don't you have anything else to say in the morning?

Not that, boss. Dog shit is bearable.

What if it's human waste?

They will repeat this tomorrow.

OK. Then you don't go tonight. Stay here.

You can leave after finding out whose shit it is.

Long live the revolution.

Long live the revolution.

Long live the revolution.

Raise the workers' wages immediately.

Boss.

There are no results to show at the end of the month.

But everyone wants wages without fail.

People come and go as they please.

If I ask about it, I'm painted black.

Don't think that I don't know how to close down the company.

People think I'm running this for charity.

Well, go ahead. Don't answer me.

If I don't get results, I'll close down the company.

There sits that wretched fellow...

Long live workers' unity.

Long live the revolution.

Boss.

Hey!

Yes...

-This TV isn't switching on. -Okay.

-Climb up and adjust the antenna. -OK.

Give him the ladder.

He will climb.

Boss, see if it's working now.

Look Boss, I'm turning the antenna.

See if it's working.

Boss, see if the TV's OK now.

Chandran, you got a new job?

-You must give us a treat! -Get lost, rascal!

Carry on.

Boss.

Hey, give way.

-Yathi bro... -What?

Hey, Manoharan! Come...

See Pramila, our gulf guy is here.

-I saw you arrive... -Oh, really?

When are you returning?

What's this, bro?

Someone comes home from the Gulf, you first ask when he is going back...

What else to ask, isn't it, kid?

-Manoharan, when did you come? -Yesterday.

You sit here. I'll be back soon.

-Bro... -Yes.

Here...

I brought this for you.

-For me? -Of course.

-Wow, is this rechargeable? -Yeah.

Wow, this is nice.

Amazing! It can reach till the top of the coconut tree.

-It's really powerful. -Is it?