Kalyug

The family of Puran Chand.

This is Puran Chand's widow. Savitri.

Dharam Raj. His elder son.

Dharam's wife. Supriya.

Their son. Parikshit.

Puran Chand's second son Bal Raj and his wife Kiran.

Their son. Sunil.

His third son Bharat Raj and his wife Subhadra.

Khubchand. Puran Chand's elder brother.

His wife. Devki.

Their elder son Dhan Raj and his wife Vibha.

Their two daughters. Dia and Keya.

Khubchand's second son. Sandeep.

This is Bhisham Chand. He never married.

He had raised his nephews Khubchand and Puran Chand.

And this is Karan Singh. He holds a very high post in Khubchand Co.

Cheers to you. We bagged the contract because of you.

Saxena, are you sure everything is checked properly?

Was there any extra costing.

Very little.

Where is brother?

What is the matter?

We lost the contract for the fourth time.

This is the limit.

All thanks to our cousins Khubchand And Sons.

But where is brother?

How can their tender quotation be lesser then ours?

Our profit margin was minimum. Overheads minimum.

Rejection percentage was minimum too.

We hardly kept any contingency margin.

They surely must have waved a magic wand.

Bharat, there's nothing to get worked up.

So what if we lost the contract? But...

Perhaps, in some discipline their quotation outdid ours.

It must be Karan Singh's doings.

But sister-in-law, it is hard to figure it out.

Call from Uncle Kishen.

- Yes brother? - How are you?

When did you return? Today morning.

How is your Doctorate doing? How is Subhadra?

Fine. She fared very well in her exams. Hopes for a first class.

She returned last night from Sonawar. Why didn't she contact me?

Only if she is through with her friends.

Give the line to Bharat. One minute.

What about the contract? We lost it.

How? Let's discuss it tomorrow.

- Subhadra has come. - Really?

Has she stopped wearing frocks? Stopped.

She inquires whether your moustache is still intact or not.

What did he say about Subhadra?

Nothing.

Bharat, shave off your moustache.

If I did, are we going to win back the contract?

Parikshit, your grandma's not going to come to feed you in school.

Learn to eat on your own.

Keep all the hassles at home. But on Bhimshamchand's birthday...

no one dare raises his voice. As for the business affairs, not a word.

Welcome, Subhadra.

You are all grown up!

Welcome. Many happy returns of the day!

You do possess a Midas touch.

I get the accolades for what Karan and Dhan Raj do.

Nevertheless, they make haste.

For you, Dhan Raj will always remain a kid.

Sing, dear.

Send your father over.

What's wrong with him? His mom is sending him to Darjeeling.

Boarding schools are apt to acquire discipline.

I would've sent Sandeep, but... Is he taking care of his health?

Feed him sweets.

Sandeep is calling you.

Let me stay here, Devki. No, you need rest. You have fever.

Almost killed me! You won't die so soon.

Why are you in a hurry to die? Eat, drink and enjoy.

If you say, shall I send some beautiful masseuses?

Did you speak to your wife about that Swedish masseuse?

It's an adults' drink.

Well!

Your uncle hasn't come? He is your uncle too.

Have a drink. Drink it. Come on.

An adult that you are, I preferred to offer an adults' drink.

Puran Chand companies have a sound balance sheet.

But why the mutual competition? It helps the natiors progress.

Do you intend to study further or make a housewife?

Aunt Supriya never left her studies even after marriage, however.

Who is she, dear?

Lovely! Is it new? No, old one.

- Aunt Devki's? - Yes.

When two women meet, they are forever lost in clothes and jewellery.

Supriya hasn't come. They must be on their way.

- Come. - Dia.

Excuse me.

Karan, do you intend to play forever with others' children?

Can't help it. I'm born unlucky.

How about some consideration for the situation?

How about some quick strides? Sure. Come, Bharat.

- How are you, brother? - Fine.

How are you, Karan? Very fine. Welcome.

What a moustache your uncle has!

Was there any black magic involved behind the S.T. S contract?

No, we just forwarded our tender. Fill the next tender for us.

You will paid double, and the management will be under you.

Shall we shake hands?

Are you related to Dhan Raj?

Friend.

- Friend? - Yes.

Go and meet grandpa. Where is Bharat?

Wort you meet Bhisham grandpa?

I hear, you are sending Parikshit to Darjeeling?

- All is well, I guess? - Yes.

What were you talking? With Bharat?

He offered me double pay.

Bharat, business is like a game. You win some, lose some.

Grandpa, a soccer match results in killings.

But you underquoted tenders to win three of our projects.

Including the S.T. S project. What games do you play to underquote?

No games. It's all Karars head at work.

Don't we have 3 high precision imported machines?

Karars connections in England had earned them a special contract...

The government provided them with 3 imported high precision machines.

They still possess them. Which explains their underquoting tenders.

Including the S.T. S project.

No question of costing.

And the brain behind all this is Karan.

Why does everyone loathe Karan?

Karan has made a place for himself on his own.

Overcoming one's own shortcomings is no joke.

Yes. But to lose a contract worth 270 million is a joke.

Why worry? We'll surely win a contract to rear horses? Say what?

Brother, we must appeal at any cost.

Go ahead if you want to. But...

why do you have to get annoyed at everything? It is bad.

In business, one ought to keep his cool.

Sunil, call up Uncle Kishen.

I'll get him.

Bharat, you have been drinking profusely.

Come on, dear.

Anything important that I can do...?

No. Take rest.

Where does Karan get his ideas from? You know, Karan wanted to marry me?

What are you saying?

Sister-in-law, he must not have been a sole candidate.

Brother, speak to Bharat.

What's the matter?

We'll have to appeal against the S.T. S contract.

Found any sound technical point? Let's discuss it with your experts.

Sure.

Rush of hope. We might be saved.

Are you changing, or are you cooking up something?

Are you famished?

Quite obvious, for all the hard day's work.

How many flies did you kill at the party.

Come here. I'll tell you.

What's the urgency? Supriya and her husband make an interesting pair.

He is forever into books. Shut up.

And Aunt Devki and Vibha are mad about jewellery.

At the time of distribution, I should've been considered.

Had you been a grizzly on your previous life?

Message for you, sir.

Sahib, Mr Dhan Raj asked you to call him up.

They have appealed against the S.T. S contract.

- What? - Yes. Come over quickly.

They have shown their worth. They had decided it on your birthday.

It's just an appeal.

The contract hasn't slipped out of our hands, has it?

Not only this contract is in jeopardy, but also all the last three.

It is only because of those imported machines that we had underquoted.

. Bharat must have objected to it.

I had warned you that all our four tenders can be objected to.

Karan, you had made haste.

But you signed it.

I only signed it.

But grandpa... What had to happen has happened.

Suppose our contract is cancelled...

and Puran Chand company is determined to acquire the machines...

and the government accepts their proposal...

then our previous three projects will be stalled.

570,000,000! Projects worth 570,000,000 is in peril.

But the machines from the government were very confidential.

How did they come to know?

Dhan Raj, perhaps I committed this mistake.

Bharat was upset with the S.T. S project on my birthday.

While reasoning with him, I spilled.

Yes, perhaps.

He is getting old. What's new about it?

Sandeep, you have to go to see the doctor. Go.

So? You are here?

You must not cry.

- Come. - No.

Subhadra, take this in. I'll be right back.

By winning the appeal, you've bagged a project of 270 million.

With that comes the three machines. Now watch the fun.

Shall I talk to mother? Don't tell her you've spoken to me.

Chicken!

Ramdin, have you polished Parikshit's shoes?

Coming up.

Mother, if you stay here, he won't stop crying.

It's time. Let him get ready.

- How are you? - Fine.

Milk for Bharat and Sunil. Would you mind giving them?