Nadhoo Khan (Nadhoo Kha'n)

FIRST FRAME

Inky pinky ponky, father had a donkey.

Donkey died, Father cried, inky pinky ponky.

Oh no.

Crumbs, crumbs, crumbs.

Tell me who one of us is behind this automatic bomb.

No, I didn't!

- K for... - Kitchen...

- K for... - Kitchen...

- K for... - Kitchen...

Kitchen is where your mother cooks your meals.

Give me one more.

Enough, how much more will you have?

It's not like I am taking your share.

Why are you so irritated?

You eat and then go to shit in the middle of the night.

Hmm.

The more I eat, the more time I can spend with you.

Try to understand, sweetheart.

Look at them getting cozy.

They don't have any shame at all.

Lord Almighty.

Give it here.

It's for father.

Where did the two I served you go?

How will I be energetic if I don't eat?

Shameless.

Honestly.

- Father... - Yes?

Buttermilk.

You should have served less.

It was less.

Then I think the cream blew away.

By the way, where's our wrestler?

Father, he must be here somewhere...

I know where he is.

A fair for fun.

A fair for friends and family.

A fair to make money.

A fair for women who have nothing else to do.

Scoundrel.

I think he wants to lose his other leg too.

Let's go.

- Come on. - Come one, come all.

Listen to me very carefully.

Leaving your wives behind, let's go towards the ground.

Because the renowned, strong..

..powerful wrestler Chanan is on the ground.

Let's go.

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

Chanan!

There father, your wrestler got thrown down.

Let it be, Rajra.

You talk about moves like you have taught Gama the wrestler.

No, let go of your anger.

Go to fields.

You can do the rest after you come back.

Shindo, if you stay here, he won't stop eating.

You move away from the stove.

Okay, mother.

You get insulted and embarrass me as well.

They don't even let me eat.

What's wrong with you now?

I am trying to burp, mother.

No, son. Don't release it.

Otherwise, you will have to fill the void it creates.

Listen father, I won't go to the fields alone today.

I will take Chanan with me.

Why do you argue over small things.

Don't act stupid.

Just leave for the fields.

He is supposed to go for a match today.

This Nadhoo Khan wants to watch a match.

Whether or not anyone considers him that..

..he considers himself as Nadhoo Khan.

Why father, don't wrestlers work in the field?

They must be.

But we don't.

Wonderful.

- My boy is up. - Yes, mother.

There, why did you have to get up so early?

- I seek your blessings, mother. - God bless you.

You should have at least let the sunrise to the top.

Forget the sun, your son is going for the moon.

And if you do something wrong then I'll be the one defacing your moon.

I am talking about wrestling, father.

I seek your blessings, grandpa.

God bless you.

Son, you wish to become a wrestler.

But wrestlers don't keep sleeping till this hour.

How about sharing some advice with me as well?

Hey, you didn't leave as yet?

I won't go alone.

I'll take you along.

I'm not moving from here.

Hey you... you leave for the fields.

He's his grandpa's pet.

I know he won't go.

Then I will have to go alone?

No son, why do you need to go alone?

Take your wife along.

Really, mother?

There is a lot of work to be done in the fields?

- May I? - She's too eager. Sit down.

There are so many things she needs to do at home.

Leave for the fields.

Should I go, grandpa?

Go, son. Work hard.

Very good.

Grandpa, why you get me thrashed by the wrestlers in my dreams?

How many times have I told you take me to a wrestler..

..and let me learn wrestling.

Son, you first need to make up your mind to learn wrestling.

I have made up my mind.

Okay.

Listen up, son.

Making up your mind isn't enough.

To become a wrestler, you need a good body too.

A good body too.

Once I start wrestling, I will form a good body too, father.

Fine. You should go and watch the match today.

I will take you a wrestling arena tomorrow for sure.

You promise?

I promise.

Okay then, I am going to watch a match.

Then the world will watch Chanan!

Bye.

God bless you, son.

Don't go alone.

- Take your friend along. - I will.

Of course, you need someone to get you out of a twist.

There it goes!

There it hits!

You liar, I left you with the buffalo..

..and here you are playing with these kids?

Nana, why are you hitting that poor kid?

Look at that.

Shameless brat, look, even the kid is making fun of you.

Nana, how can someone who is shameless have any shame?

Did the buffalo deliver?

What did it give?

Do you have blisters on your tongue?

Can't you talk?

Uncle, why are you making him talk?

You know he says something untoward whenever he opens his mouth.

Your buffalo must have given birth to a calf.

He won't be able to say calf.

How is it my fault?

If I could speak properly I too would have said what said.

Right.

You should your mouth less.

I don't know what he says when he opens his mouth.

All the ladies of the village are always surrounding me.

You must be feeling happy from within.

What did he say?

Look at that, when I stay mum, he says I don't speak up.

When I speak up, he says I should speak less.

He is after my blood.

I don't want to play anymore.

Let's go.

Hey... Stutterer

Where do you think you are going?

To watch a match.

- Then who will bathe the calf? - You will.

Fine, don't bother coming home tonight then.

You should worry about yourself.

If I tell mother, she'd make you sleep with someone else.

- With whom? - The calf.

Nana...

Thank God, the buffalo gave birth to a she-calf and not a he-calf.

Otherwise, he'd keep saying something else in the village.

Move back! Give way!

Move it!

Go on, do you have a cart behind you?

Not a cart, a wrestler.

Come on.

- Move aside. - Move it, move it, move it.

- Saw that? - Oh damn.

- Stutterer? - Yes?