Neelavelicham (നീലവെളിച്ചം)

Vaikom Muhammad Basheer's 'NEELAVELICHAM'

Stop.

This is the house.

Salaam!

-Fine. -Paste a 5-paise stamp over here.

Alright.

Good that I met you here.

I was about to go to the post office.

I just moved in here.

I have heard a lot about you.

Glad to meet you.

-Sir, your address... -It's nearby.

The two-storey mansion on the right side, a little further from here.

-Okay, sir. -Okay.

A strong tea.

Greetings, sir.

I have rented a house nearby.

I need meals regularly for lunch and supper.

It would be delightful if you could deliver it there.

Of course, sir.

Keep this as an advance amount.

Narayana, my Lord!

Tea...

Sir, ask him where does he live.

Haa. Sir, which is the house?

When you go straight from here,

the vacant mansion on the right...

"Bhargavi Nilayam."

Um.. yes... the lunch box!

Sir...

Our lunch box is broken.

Oh!

Then, a packed meal would do.

But...

No problem. I will come here to eat.

There is no one here.

Better leave soon.

Uncle, leave him be. He's our man.

Come, come.

Come in.

I thought...

it was the landlord coming for the rent.

Sit, sit.

Ramdas, make it five glasses of tea!

Who is it, Noolan?

Not the one we thought. Come and take a look.

It's said first things first, right?

So, you must give the newspapers and magazines to us to read first.

Why not?!

Aha! You?!

When did you come?

It's been two days since I reached the home town.

And came here today.

But you did not come this way!

I was in search for the house.

-Podiyan! -Yes? -Come here!

-Tea. -Ha!

When did you come?

Just now.

Him...?

He is my own uncle. Madhavan Nair.

A single piece!

We have kept him here

to intimidate the landlord when he comes asking for rent!

Anyway,

the thing which you couldn't do in two months...

I managed within two days.

-I found the house. -Wow!

A couple of rooms are still lying vacant!

Podiyan, come along.

Eveready!

Is it the house by the beach?

No. It's by the road itself.

But there are no vacant houses by the road.

There is a house!

This morning, I shifted my belongings there.

A house around here that we don't know of?!

O God...

Is it Bhargavi Nilayam?

Is it Bhargavi Nilayam?!

Yes. What is wrong?!

It is a house where a dreadful unnatural death happened.

That mansion was shut for a very long time.

The only thing there now is a bloodthirsty ghost!

Ghost? Whose ghost?

The darling daughter of that house!

Then?

Then what? She killed herself jumping into that well!

Why?

Love failure!

Oh...

The mighty Bhargavi!

A mesmeric beauty!

She was very good at singing and dancing!

She was my classmate.

Who was the lover?

One Mr Sasikumar.

He left. Don't know where he is now.

He lived right next to Bhargavi Nilayam.

They were in a platonic love!

After a while, as their love bloomed,

on a fine beautiful day,

Sasikumar fled the town.

And Bhargavi jumped into the well and died.

A letter was found by the well,

of Sasikumar's.

Saying he married someone else.

She hates men ever since.

People are scared to go to that compound even during the day.

Okay, then. Good night.

I am warning you again.

Do not go there. Stay here.

Do not worry.

A lover would understand me.

Nothing will happen to me.

Bhargavikutty...

We are not acquainted yet.

I am a humble writer.

A lone traveller.

I am the new tenant here.

I threw the stone in the morning

without knowing a thing.

Don't be angry at me.

Who is that?

Eh?!

Sorry.

I heard varied stories today.

Bhargavikutty, please listen carefully...

I paid all the money I had as two months' rent.

In this colossal world, I have no other place to go

or a person.

Goodbye, rodent!

Goodbye.

May I enter the house?

Paul Robeson.

Pandit Ravi Shankar.

Mohammed Rafi.

Ha!

Let's start with Pankaj Mullick.

[Humming 'Tu Dar Na Zara Bhi by Pankaj Mullick]

[Zulm Ki Zanjeer Se Jakde Huye Qaidi by Pankaj Mullick]

Actually, why did you kill yourself?

Bhargavikutti...

If you had lived a lot longer,

hugging you tightly...

and giving thousands of kisses,

there would have been someone to love you in abundance.

[Guzar Gaya Woh Zamaana by Pankaj Mullick]

'A Lover's Diary'

"In every heart is a tomb of love"

"In every heart is a graveyard of love"

Good night, Bhargavikutty.

Good night.

"These are memories. My memories of Saraswati Devi."

"That is this Lover's Diary."

Good morning, Bhargavikutty.

What happened last night at Bhargavi Nilayam, sir?

What to happen?

I had a pleasant sleep.

[Guzar Gaya Woh Zamaana by Pankaj Mullick]

Last year,

M.N. sir's sister and her husband went to stay there

and they couldn't even live through a single night.

Who is this M.N. sir?

We could say M.N. sir is kind of a lord around here.

This girl, Bhargavi...

I mean, that demon in that house now.

M.N. sir is her uncle's son.

Their families had thought of marrying Bhargavi to M.N. sir.

That is when, she fell in love with some random singer.

I see.

So, that is how the story goes...

Story?!

So, are you going to write a story about Bhargavi, sir?

But I know nothing significant.

M.N. sir says that she was a wicked girl.

Anyway, you should be careful, sir.

Several millions have died on this earth.

Sir...

This was an unnatural death.

Bhargavi Nilayam is a cursed place.

Many of her things are still there in a room.

At night,

she would turn into a rodent,

a dog,

or a cat!

Hey, did you forget about hearing the song?

For about half an hour, after the lamps went off.

Something must have happened after that. For sure.

We should not have let him go there.

Just because of a love failure,

did anyone expect that one would lose his ability to think?

Love? Him?!

Yes.

What is the point, anyway?

We were about to come there, weren't we?

What happened last night?

Nothing happened.

But... did you see anything?

-Yes. -Hmm?