Sarvam Maya (സർവം മായ)

[Musical Night by Cochin Kalamela]

-Hey, son... Psst! -Huh?

Here's the orchestra list.

This is the final song.

Don't forget to add my name at the end of the announcement.

Saji Pattambi, Troupe Manager. Got it?

-What was that? -Saji Pattambi!

-Right, right. -Okay.

-Hey, Razak... -Yeah?

The visas for the Europe trip arrived.

Good for you, Saji Chetta.

Oh no!

What's wrong?

We submitted 15 passports for the trip.

But we got visas for only 14 people.

One person's visa is missing.

Whose visa is it?

Keyboard: Francis.

Francis Chettan is cleared.

Violin: Xavier,

Linto,

Kundara Das.

The entire violin team has received visas.

Tumba: Joy.

Tumba Joy made it too.

Tabla: Surendran, Chacko.

Even Chacko, the troublemaker, got through.

Prabhendu on electric guitar.

-Hey, Razak... -Yeah?

It's Prabhendu who didn't get the visa.

-And then? -Huh?!

Okay, okay.

Let me sleep for a bit.

Prabha...

What's going on?

I'm searching for a jacket to handle the cold in Europe.

My jacket from the US tour has turned all mouldy.

I have to place the order today to get it before we leave.

Ah, true, true.

Hey, that room behind our rehearsal space...

I'm going to use it for two months, okay?

I'm vacating my current apartment.

So, to store my stuff...

So you already vacated your flat?

What is this? You could've at least asked me first!

Just a second. Let me just enter this OTP.

-Wait, wait! Don't enter it! -4--

They've cut the electric guitar, man.

You're the only one who's not coming on the trip!

What?!

And then?

-Who's having the omelette? -Just keep it here.

How about some chicken fry for you, sir?

It's our speciality.

We've also got quail fry.

-No need. -We have pork with Chinese potatoes.

-It's amazing. -Get going, will you?

He's a Namboothiri (Brahmin). Pure veg.

Then I'll remove the pork and get him the Chinese potatoes.

Hey, this isn't some wedding spread where food keeps coming.

I still have to pay you, right?

Will this idiot go around asking everyone the same thing?

We don't even have enough budget for everyone's omelettes.

If budget was a problem, you should've said it earlier.

You know, adding an omelette to the dosa gives it a touch of luxury.

I mean the electric guitar here, not the omelette!

Yeah, I asked them the exact same thing.

Then, that sponsor guy sent a message.

Let me find it.

Chetta, one of the investors pulled out at the last minute.

We can pull through only if we remove one person.

-So I... -And also...

Please convey my special apologies to Prabhendu Ma'am.

Prabhendu "Ma'am"? Idiot!

Look, Prabha...

Don't think I'm just trying to make you feel better.

What if this is actually for the best?

What? Being broke, homeless for two months, and starving?!

Oh, give me a break!

It's not like you come from some poor household!

Wouldn't even a tiny bit of your dad's and brother's puja income

be enough for you to manage a full Europe tour?

Wasn't it your ego that made you snap your sacred thread

and choose to live by cutting costs?

If someone loses faith and becomes an atheist,

that's their personal choice.

That is not ego. That's confidence.

-No, Prabha... I didn't mean-- -I'm not finished.

To become a truly passionate musician,

you have to sacrifice a lot of things.

Just imagine if A.R. Rahman had played it safe,

packed his lunch every day and gone to a bank job,

would we have even half the songs we performed on stage today?

Prabha, I wasn't trying to argue with you.

What I actually wanted to talk about was the passion you have.

You're the most talented person in our troupe.

Have any of these guys ever played for a movie?

You're the only one they call for studio recordings, right?

But that only happens once in a while, right?

Anyway, since your trip is cancelled,

you should attend your father's 70th birthday celebration.

Your elder brother called you so many times, right?

No, that's not a good idea.

Look...

There's a proven trend of grumpy dads becoming warm and loving

once they hit 70.

This is your chance to slip in and stay there for some time.

You can save money on food and rent, right?

Plus, free WiFi, free laundry! How great is that?

Hey, son! Got any quail eggs?

Him and his damn eggs!

Eggs! Eggs! Eggs!

Where do you keep shoving all these eggs?

So now it's quail eggs instead of chicken eggs?

Can't you eat a meal without eggs, huh?

[Radiant at 70 - Neelakandan Namboothiri]

Indu...

I know you won't come.

But still, whenever you're free, if you come home,

it would make Dad very happy,

even if he doesn't express it.

Even uncle keeps talking about wanting to see you.

I'm busy.

I'll try.

Passengers getting down at this stop, please step out.

[Radiant at 70 - Neelakandan Namboothiri]

Hello...

Huh?

Aadi, no. You'll get hurt.

When was this?

What?

What did you see while passing?

You must stay for lunch, okay?

There's nothing wrong with Dad.

Just stop the car and read that flex board properly.

Flex boards aren't just for funerals, you know!

Okay.

What is it, Thulasi?

Your Dad had asked me to let him know once the water filter service is done.

Ask them to wait for a bit.

I'll tell Dad right after the Minister leaves.

This is my eldest son, Deepankuran.

He was with me at Sabarimala.

Then I must have seen him.

Do you work with your Dad at the temple here?

Oh no.

He's always abroad.

He handles only VIP pujas.

He's flying to Kenya tonight.

And from there, to Dubai.

He even moved closer to the airport for convenience.

And this is his wife.

Where is your younger son?

He'll be late.

-Let's click the photo. -Alright.

Sir, over here!

Hey, Pappu!

Why are you coming in from the back, Indu?

There were too many people at the front, Thulasi Chechi.

Dad was there too.

I just wanted to avoid creating a scene.

And this way, I could see Pappu too.

Not Pappu. You have to call him “Uncle Pappu” now.

When your mother brought him here from behind the temple,

my child was only four days old then.

She's studying in fifth grade now.

He really lost all his cheer after Mom passed away, didn't he?

Not just him…

You did too.

Sigh! How many times do I have to tell him?

Ugh!

Welcome back, Indu!

You know, if you press that like this after peeing, it sprays water.

It doesn't even take a second.

Why do you have to make the whole room stink?

We're already peeing into water, aren't we?

So why flush more water in?

Aha! So uncle's favourite is here!

Indu, I need to leave right away to catch my flight.

Go take a quick shower, wear a nice mundu,

and go take care of things downstairs.

I have a doubt, Uncle.

For the puja in Kenya, ebony twigs are required for the sacred fire.

That's not easy to get at the moment.

And we also need to check in early.

Is there an alternative I can use?

-Isn't it for an auspicious occasion? -Yes.

Then just use small twigs from the Bael tree.

That's a relief! We have Bael in stock.

Okay, so that's sorted.

Want me to bring you anything from Kenya?

Bring back a Kenyan beauty for our chronic bachelor here.

Sounds good. Just make sure she belongs to the Namboothiri clan!

Yeah, right! High hopes you have!

-Okay. I'll call you, Indu. -Okay.

-I'll come see you when I'm back. -Alright, alright.

Deepu Chettan bought his assistant a car.

I heard he pays him very well, too.

If you still had your sacred thread on, Deepu would've taken you along.

Had you stayed with Neelakandan,