Bornoporichoy: A Grammar Of Death

"Gopal is a good boy.

He never idles away his time.

He performs his tasks on time.

He doesn't waste time by playing when he is supposed to study."

'Borno Porichoi', the book of alphabets by Ishwar Chandra Vidyasagar.

You must have read it as a kid, Shaon.

Know it by heart even, or not?

What?

Sorry, sorry, sorry...

You are in no state to talk.

What can I do?

My hands are tied.

Even I like to do everything at the right time.

I'm not the bad guy just because I've brought you here.

I'm really not the villain.

Believe me, I'm really good.

What?

What?

Yeah, you're right.

I'm not a boy.

That's there.

"Light a match...

and you'll get fire."

You must have heard the song.

Asha Bhonsle?

The song is a little naughty.

Smoking is injurious to health.

It causes cancer.

What about the cancer affecting our society, Shaon?

Say this body of yours...

It'll end up in a forensic lab all butchered up.

But it's more important to get rid of the cancerous growth in the society, isn't it?

Yes?

Oh, no!

I'm not like Rajnikanth.

I can't walk in like a hero and change the society.

I don't have society's responsiblity.

I'm only resposnsible for myself.

I'm not a hero.

Be right back.

You see, Shaon...

I love playing with fire.

You love playing with fire too, don't you?

You can't say no now.

I know that you do.

The fire as our witness today, we'll find out...

Who does fire love more?

That's it. We're almost done.

Stop fidgeting.

Five thousand years ago, in Egypt...

when pharoahs died...

they were buried with their favourite things.

You see this?

Your favourite thing, money. I got everything for you.

I must keep so many things in mind.

That's why I told you I'm extremely good.

Now you have proof.

You see this?

Someone comes close...

When you touched me with your fire

You didn't know me then

I see you through the window of my soul

Maybe I don't know you

"Bonomali, may you be Radha in your next birth.

May you burn with the fire of longing. Just as I do.

Bonomali, may you be Radha in your next birth."

Your voice changes and no one knows

How close we can come...

When you touched me with your fire

You didn't know me then

I see you through the window of my soul

Maybe I don't know you

The questions crowd around me Demanding answers

Where do I hide my feelings?

These strange rules of the universe

But the music plays on

These pages capture your sighs

Maybe you are still in this room

Clothes change And no one knows...

The distances disappear

The pages hold the marks of your heart

Maybe a different song plays this time

Voices change And no one knows...

How close we can come

When you touched me with your fire

You didn't know me then

I see you through the window of my soul

Maybe I don't know you

The entire city is shocked by this disturbing news.

The dead body of a man has been found in an abandoned factory.

He's been murdered in a very well planned way using kerosene to burn him.

According to the police, he was burnt alive.

WIFE

Hello?

Yes, Malini. Tell me.

Mani!

Mani, there's a call for you.

- Who is it? - Joy.

And please don't fight.

Yes?

I missed your call earlier.

I was in the bathroom.

Why lie, Dhananjoy?

After seven years of living with you, I can tell when you're lying.

Don't you know that?

Why were you calling?

Wanted to remind you of Gogol's birthday.

You know what my problem is, Malini?

I don't forget anything easily.

That one criminal...

has ruined my life.

I've been chasing him for the last five years.

And we've been chasing you.

Just for your time.

Anyway... You be...

happy with your life.

We'll make do.

I want to forget, Malini.

I really want to forget.

I've tried so many times...

to forget but...

every time I shut my eyes...

Can I give you an advise, Mr. Ex-police Officer?

Try to forget us.

That'll be the best for all of us.

Anyway...

Set a reminder on your phone.

Otherwise, Gogol might think you scored poorly at being a father.

Police says the investigation has started.

But there are too many questions left unanswered.

The body has been identified.

The name of the victim is Shaon Basu.

He was the owner of a real estate business in South Kolkata.

Recently, a suspicious fire was reported at his office.

Police are trying to find a link between the two incidents.

Dhananjoy Chatterjee might be...

completely mad now.

But two years back he was the best detective in the department.

He would be able to tell you everything about this case.

Sir, I heard...

he couldn't catch the killer although he tried very hard.

He had almost solved the case.

There was just one thing he couldn't figure out.

Why were these people being murdered?

Was it at random?

Or was there a motive?

Dhananjoy believed that this man is...

an ordinary, middle class, simple Bengali.

Someone who can disappear in a crowd very easily.

He keeps a watch on his target with the crowd as his cover.

He attacks his victim when the time is right.

He would spot his prey.

Then he would delve deeper into each aspect of the target's life.

His homework was thorough.

And after he was 100% sure of the target...

he would prepare his weapons.

Duct tape, pistol, hand cuff... Whatever he needed.

Then he would wait in the shadows to hunt his prey.

Rohit, careful. The clock is ticking.

Who the hell...

Dhanonjoy said his biggest virtue was patience.

He would wait like a scorpion.

To sting at the last moment.

Rohit?

And then he would strike from behind.

Your time is up.

Sir?

Can we get Dhanonjoy Chatterjee's help in this case?

I'm sure he would be able to solve this case with his eyes closed.

Have you read 'The Mahabharata'?

If Arjun, the warrior, decides not to fight...

It's very difficult to bring him back to the battlefield of Kurukshetra.

One butterscotch, please.

But he likes vanilla.

- Daddy! - Gogol!

- Daddy! - Gogol!

Wait, Gogol, wait!

- Daddy! - Gogol!

- Gogol! - Gogol!

- Are you hurt, Gogol? - Gogol!

How can I get hurt?

I knew it.

You would rescue me like Superman.

That's enough, Gogol.

That car might have hit you.

Nothing would happen to him, Malini.

As long as I'm alive nothing will happen to him.

You don't need to act like a hero in front of your son, Dhanonjoy.

I left because I wanted him to be away from you.

Let's go, Gogol. We're late.

Your garnny is waiting for you. She's made your favourite pancakes.

Pancakes?

Daddy, come with us. You can have pancakes too.

No, kiddo.

Our home will be completely empty if I leave.

- Go... - Come on.

Sir.

We've been able to recover very few evidence.

There's a Royal Bengal Club brochure.

Two books.