Maurh - Lehndi Rutt De Nayak

Maurh: Chapter 1 Kishna and Dogar

The real fight began when,

the very livelihood of the farmers was attacked.

A chapter of the struggle for loot

and land was written in the land of Ghaggar 138 years ago.

At the same time, people were trapped in the chains of double slavery.

On one side, there was the slavery of the British,

and on the other side,

there was the enslavement of Kings and landlords.

Farmers were exploited by landowners and Kings,

and their living conditions were worse than that of slaves.

Come.

Who is inside?

Nobody. Only my son and I are here.

Sure? - Yes, sir.

Come this side.

Come here. - Come on.

Good.

Now get back here.

Now go and see if someone is in there.

Next time, don't lie.

Bishini! - Yes.

I will pluck some mustard leaves.

Kishna likes its curry a lot.

Mom, why? Do you want to start a fight?

And we don't know if Kishna will come or not.

It's our field.

I will only take a fistful.

Aunt, you will get all of us in trouble if anyone sees us.

The landlord's men are always around.

Wait. I will only take a minute.

Please! What are you doing?

I told you, didn't I? Men of the house are not at home.

Be thankful that those men are out of home.

Or else I would have broken their legs first.

Let this be a warning to you all.

If you want to eat this mustard greens so much,

then grow it at your own land.

This mustard greens are also earning of our hard work, Sardar.

Ownership is bigger than hard work, Santi.

And we own it.

What else do you have other than the power of money?

You only have a few breaths,

and someone will take that.

Santi, I am waiting since long

that this land gives birth to such a brave man

whose bravery makes my castle look pale.

If Maurha's mothers had that strength,

then they would have given birth to at least one man.

Then think that it's going to happen soon.

Maurha's womb is not barren, Sardar.

Hey! I don't know about your manly son,

but your daughter has some power in her.

Let's go!

Don't you think it's Chatra, Jeona?

Why is he coming in such a hurry?

Uncle, where is Kishna uncle?

He said that he was going nearby,

but I don't know where he might be.

The landlord's men came to the house.

They scattered mustard greens all around the house.

Mother is crying.

How are you? Can I get some water?

You will get the water along with the food.

Come inside and sit on the mats.

We aren't a part of a marriage entourage to sit on the mats.

It will only take some time.

Then, move under that tree at the other side.

This is also a tree.

No worries! We will sit here.

This is a cenotaph and

people bow their head here.

This

is a cenotaph. I heard.

It's not really that strong.

I think

there is some power here.

Some Godly power.

Hmm. - Let's check it.

There is some divine power. My feet can't touch it.

It has touched.

There is nothing.

You are lying, sir.

It's not about the power, Malla.

It's about trust and respect.

Who are you, mister?

Some respectful person! As if!

Do you just bark

or you hear too?

Even the temples have got goons now.

We are goons for people

who can't understand the words of priests.

Kishna!

Then move the priest aside,

and let's fight, one to one.

Hey, lion!

Do you know my name?

Yes! Jaimal Singh!

If you create any more ruckus,

I will make you taste the trouble.

Mother!

My mother used to say,

this poverty

is a disease.

It spreads slowly

and eats you from inside.

And nothing remains in a person.

Mother,

don't tell this to brother.

I will tell brother.

Listen to me.

Either the landlord will kill him or put him in the jail.

They will put you, me and all of us behind the bars.

That's all the power we have.

When there is a young sister at home,

brother can't become a goon.

Brother, someone has put an evil eye on our house.

After sister-in-law died,

neither brother Kishna came home,

nor we have talked nicely with each other.

And you!

You have thrown your respect.

One goon is enough in this house.

It won't be able to bear the weight of another.

Why are you fighting with boys?

Who else should I fight, Jaimal?

Since last four years, the family haven't got enough grains to eat.

Landlord's people say whatever they want.

Then why don't you answer?

Lands and reputation don't survive without fight.

Listen...

If you need a place to fight, let me know.

I will give you both, the gun and a horse.

If you want, you can come with me now.

No worries!

I will come someday. Goodbye!

No worries, boy!

If you are courageous, you will definitely return.

Is there any movement around here, accountant?

Who wants to die by stirring up trouble?

See, even the poor Kishna is trying to be the leader.

He finds even the dried snacks as pure butter.

I want to hit him on his thigh.

Let's see!

Hey, who amongst you took mustard greens to our house?

Listen, if we want to give mustard greens,

we won't give it to a poor family like yours.

If you go again, I will break your legs.

Then tell your family,

if they dare to pluck even a single leaf of mustard greens,

we will kidnap them from fields itself.

How dare you!

No! Kishna, no!

No, Kishna!

Hey! - No!

No, Kishna.

Stop! - Leave me!

Please stop. - Leave me!

No, Kishna!

Hey! Stop!

Stop it! - No!

I won't spare them. - No, please...

Brother, you are here.

How are you, Guddu? - I am good.

Did they say something to you?

No! No! They didn't say anything to me.

Sit. I will get water for you.

My son is here.

Greetings, mom! - May God bless you, my son.

Kishna, I was thinking

it's been long since you went to your aunt's house.

If you say, shall I pack your clothes?

Why are you digressing, mother?

Tell me, what had happened?

Why are you covered in dirt, brother?

Did you serve in the temple?

You noticed this dirt,

but you didn't see the one that they threw upon us.

I was talking about that. We will sit with people and talk about it.

You can only have discussions with decent people.

Insults are returned with the power.

You keep on doing what you do.

You can't do anything else.

I will let those people from the castle know.

I beat two of them outside. Let them try to come back here.

Why are you inviting trouble?

Can a stone ever tear a cloud?

He is a relative of Jind's King.

He will destroy our house with tanks.

But brother, why should we mess with them?

Sweet tongues can always help us.

I see everything, Jeona.

But I can't eat a fly when I see it in my food.

Listen, Kishna.

You are my brother.

But brother, I don't want to fight with anyone.

My job is farming and my religion is family.

I will grow crops and eat it with my family.

My name is Jeona Singh.

And I have taken this oath to live.