Ghatak

We're told that names of your party members figure in the Jain diaries.

So what's new?

Let the other diary be opened... and see the names popping out.

What?! Are we going to have another scandalous diary?

It's not the diary. It's politics; Politicians have all been exposed.

All politicians will be imprisoned now for the bribes they've taken.

Then what are we to do about it?

Let's form a Corporation; Everybody else is doing it, too.

That will even help your unaccounted money be effectively invested.

Let's make movies and TV-serials... We can always find good stories.

Never mind that... Let's wrap up this story first, Godbole.

I'm prepared, Sir... I'm only waiting for the violence to begin.

We will not given in... We will have our land!

- What is your name? - Sachdev...

I've met you 13 times in the last 3 months!

And you have asked me my name each of those times!

You always managed to remember my name during your election campaigns.

You have forgotten everything now... including our problems!

I remember your problem. You want possession of a land somewhere that...

Not a land "somewhere", Mr. Patel... I'm only talking of Gol Chowk!

The place where we have earned our livelihood for the last 10 years.

It feeds no less than a hundred and fifty families!

And what was the place earlier?

Dumping ground of the city's refuse! Where snakes and scorpions bred!

People were even scared to venture out there.

We have toiled to give it the respectability of a marketplace.

We have ourselves cleaned the place of the dirt and refuse!

- He's right! - And now...

...we're being uprooted from there and driven out!

Only because Katiya can make a huge shopping-complex there?!

Why can't you understand the problem?

The Government will have do make inquiries. So what's wrong?

And what do you wish to inquire about?!

If you're really so keen...

...go and take a look in our homes; we haven't cooked for days!

We survive on our daily-earnings, Mr. Patel.

And our shops have been closed for 20 days now!

Katiya's thugs flex their muscles in broad-daylight...

...making it difficult for our kids and womenfolk to move about freely!

Had we helped you win the elections and voted you to power...

...only to face the police's caning, without even being heard?

Do you want us to remain silent when your people pelt stones...

It was your goons, and not our people who pelted the stones! Understand?!

Now wait... calm down!

They're all with Katiya!

They have a share in the shopping mall Katiya will build there!

- Come to your senses... - It's you...

...who has to be brought to your senses, Inspector!

Listen carefully, Mr. Patel...

We have our roots deep in that place.

You just can't evict us from Gol Chowk!

In your very presence, we shall go on a hunger-strike...

...with our wives and children.

If death is what we're destined to get, we will choose how we die!

The rest is for the Lord to decide.

We have a problem indeed. We must meet Katiya soon.

Who the hell is Katiya to decide our destiny?

We own the shops, the land... and slog on them!

Then why must we grovel before anyone?

Where's the question of grovelling? You simply don't understand this!

I suggest we settle this without a fight, if that's possible.

It's because of your attitude that we've reached this stage!

When Katiya's brother first came here to collect protection money...

...I was against it even then!

I had strongly advised them against paying up.

But they said then, that it was a question of only two Rupees...

...and it was better to settle it peacefully.

But it wasn't just a question of 2 Rupees.

It had to do with acknowledging Katiya's authority!

We were bowing to his might...and that is what eventually happened!

Their demands for money continued to increase. So much so...

...that he now wants to uproot us from our dwellings!

But, do you think a hunger-strike will serve the purpose?

We're not political leaders...

...who'll be offered lime-juice to end the agitation.

- He's right! - We'll only rot here...

- ...and eventually die. - So, go ahead and die!

We must prove to them that we are prepared to die!

That they cannot scare us with threats of impending death!

We will not vacate this place, come what may!

I think we must..

That's a special "soldier" from Katya's force.

Stopping getting scared... it's here only to escort us to Katiya.

The man's fond of many such things. How can I tell you of everything?

This way... there's a special program underway in there.

Is it a cabaret? Or is it a nautch-girl's dance?

You're lucky, the soldier didn't hear that. Or he'd have mauled you.

The fights and thrills of movies and videos just don't excite Katiya.

Then what does?

He gets a kick out of seeing death... from handing it out to a live person!

He sets man against man; animal against animal...

And sometimes, an animal against man, too!

He gets a kick out of seeing blood being shed.

He rewards those who emerge victorious...

...and enrolls them in his gang.

What about the ones who lose?

This thug of yours has lost to me, Katiya!

Do you still have someone strong enough to challenge me?

Hold it!

Haven't I often told you...

...not to use these weapons of the cowards...

...to call yourself lion-hearted.

Have you seen for yourself the might of my brothers?

They're lions... all my six brothers are lions!

You have dared to challenge me in my den and lose a duel.

Have him thrown in the panther's cage.

As for you...

You have surrendered to the enemy inspite of being my own man.

You have considered your life to be more precious than my honor.

And I have no use for such a meaningless life.

It'd be terribly difficult, should they really go on a hunger-strike.

They've always stayed there, Mr. Katiya.

But if I am pressurized any further, I'll be helpless, too.

We have used threats and intimidation...

...but Sachdev doesn't seem to buckle under the pressure.

You've had a stroke of paralysis, brother-in-law.

- What nonsense are you talking?! - That's not nonsense! It's true...

The Law and the politicians have always been his strong-arms.

When they both refuse to work, doesn't it mean he's paralyzed...

Stop him, please! What's the rot he's wishing for?!

He stays with us, for one. And then acts smart, too.

Had we the good sense to throw you out when your sister died...

...we wouldn't have had to put up with your nonsense!

I'll kick him out this very moment and throw a party to celebrate it!

Brother-in-law! I won't leave my brother-in-law alone...

My sister told me before she died, to always serve my brother-in-law...

...and to find my place at his feet.

- Won't you get lost then?! - Stop it... that's enough.

What did you say his name is?

Why must you alone take the lead in this matter?

What's wrong now?

We'll face the same fate as others do.

Why must you try and be the leader?

I'm not trying to be the leader; but someone will have to bear the mantle.

- We'll have to speak up. - I don't like this.

Do you just "don't like it" or are you afraid for me?

I'm afraid, too.

- If one has to live in the world... - I'm not bothered about the world.

All I know is that my world revolves around you alone.

And I'm always worried about you.

And the Lord above worries about everyone.

Don't worry... do you think He'd spare them, should something happen?

He'll make them account for their deeds.

As for me... I'm only doing my duty, Malti.

Let's leave the rest to the Almighty.

Hurry up and drop the stuff home; they must've already started it.

And make sure to have lots of water before you come.

This is no ceremonial fast; it's a hunger-strike.

"We will not vacate this land"

"We own this land; it belongs to us"

No!

No...! Don't!

No! This can't be!

Save him, somebody...! He's dying!

Hear me! Listen to me, please!

It's like this...I don't think my medicines are working on him now.

But you can rush him to Mumbai at the earliest...

...and admit him in some big hospital.

He'll recover immediately.

And, fact is, your brother Shiv stays in Mumbai too, doesn't he?

You've said what you have say; let's face it!

But don't you know how Dad hates modern medicine?

He claims to be brave; but he's scared of a mere syringe!

Besides, who'd drill the sense into him?

- You can do that, of course! - I ?!

Not me... you can do it instead!

- It can only be you! - I?!

He's your Dad, after all... and you look after him so well, don't you?

It's settled then; talk to your Dad. I've got to go and see a patient.

- That's the truth of the matter! - Mr. Physician!

Now you're telling me, are you?

Just dressing in clean clothes does not amount to hygiene.

You have to maintain a clean neighborhood, too.

If each one of us maintains cleanliness in our area...

...we'd easily have a clean city.

In the cleanliness drive undertaken by Mahatma Gandhi...

...I've joined him in cleaning the filthiest of places.

And you folks...

...if you think that's below your dignity...

...I'll personally sweep this place tomorrow.

- That's not necessary, Sir... - We'll do it on our own!

- How about the lane, Sir? - That lane leading to the school...

...must be completed at the earliest.

Meet the new officer at the Municipality.

You must tell him everything about me.

I've taken part in the freedom struggle with Mahatma Gandhi.

I've even received a letter of acknowledgement.

See how quickly the work gets done, when you use my name.

Did you see my father around, Radhe? He came this way, didn't he?

Oh, sure. He gave us a piece of his mind just now.

He's gone to repeat the act a little farther away!

You rascal! You're always playing... why don't you go to school?

- Where's your father? - Good-morning, Sir.

Why doesn't your son go to the school, Hariya?

I drop him at the school everyday; but he runs away from there.

I'm now thinking of making him help me out in the fields.

Do you want to make an animal out of him in those fields?!

Don't you know that Mr. Shastri...

...swam across the river, with his books on his head, to reach school?

And, eventually, he became the Prime Minister of our country!