Cloud Capped Star (মেঘে ঢাকা তারা)

'Cigarette smoking is injurious to health.'

'Cigarette smoking is injurious to health.'

It can cause cancer.

Which way to go? Which is our way back home?

Let's go look.

Hello...Psychiatry

Yes I know. At the Outdoor?

Sir Alcoholic...

He has recommended admission day after.

We'll be there sir.

Are they waiting? - Yes, at the OPD.

Withdrawal and alcohol.

Hardly eats. Self neglect.

Bottle and some fags, that's all he lives on.

Wife ?

There with him . Dire straits.

Poor thing is looking for a job.

How old is he ?

Forty four. Though he looks seventy four.

As a kid I watched him play Raghupati in Tagore's "Bishorjon".

We might get letters from the Prime Minister's office.

Heard he's quite close to him. Arrange for accommodation.

We better admit him day after. - Okay.

Sir, have you watched his film 'Runaway'?

It's about a boy who runs away from home. Fun!

Do I have the time to? Only his 'Beyond the Clouds'.

He was found lying sloshed, in an alley near the cemetery...

...frothing at the mouth.

He has three kids at home. No sense of responsibility!

Irresponsible.

The overtures of Beethoven's the symphony...

I can see it!

Dugga will go away.

Surge, swell Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter as shackles do break...

Yonder, a new dawn peeps as souls arise so long asleep.

It's all burning!

The entire universe...

...so am I!

Father, we are leaving.

Won't you visit us ?

So, you're leaving Dugga.

You are taking Satya away from me too?

Separation is essential.

I will not let you go.

Amidst these plains of ends unknown a single cry".

"Rents heaven and earth

ancient chants...

of deep...

despair.

I will not let you go.

A revolutionary war is a people's war.

With the help of mass uprisings and only by depending on the mass...

...the war can be continued.

"Up and down, the water is moving"

"From one side to the other.."

"The boat's helm is moving"

After a year of the President's rule in West Bengal...

...the United Front government's newly elected Chief Minister...

...spoke of bringing back peace to West Bengal.

"We have no language... no homeland..."

"In the midst of the forest, the animal is making noise"

"In silver and golden shades, at the bank of Ganges"

"We have no destination... no homeland..."

"We have no destination... no homeland..."

"..where did the crop go"

"..where did the crop go"

"We have no language... no homeland..."

"We have no language... no homeland..."

"The honeybees are playing on the flowers.."

"The honeybees are playing on the flowers.."

Nilkantha Bagchi. - It's the rehab case right?

Cabin three.

Which way?

Sir.

I find myself akin to your Nirmala.

It's the same story in all households.

That was a cakewalk for me.

"The bees are playing on the flowers.."

"We have no language... no homeland..."

"We have no destination... no homeland..."

All ok?

Please come in.

All good?

Mrs. Bagchi... the admission form.- Come.

Phulmoni...and she's Damini.

Your cabin.

So this is where the evil which is to be eliminated.

The son of Shiva and Parvati shall be born here.

How long is my exile here?

Quoting from our epic 'Kumarsambhava'.

I was thinking of translating it's eighth chapter over here.

Mr.Bagchi, you are a talented man.

You need to get better.

You just have to take your medicines regularly.

What is it that ails me Doctor ? Is it the bottle ?

That is the symptom.

The real reason is something else. - The lad's caught on!

So what is the reason?

That has to be investigated.

Sister!

And the procedure of that investigation Doctor?

Jung or Adler ?

Pavlov or Freud?

Please take rest now, we'll discuss all this later.

Oh...

"so if we're not talking right now, I'll go get some fresh air.

You're not going anywhere.

No, I promise I'll come back here.

I promise.

I've loads of work pending. - Mr.Bagchi please...

Don't be difficult. Be seated.

Give me some money. - No.

You will hit the bottle again... you won't come back.

This is not your shoot Mr.Bagchi.

I am the director here. So my word is final.

Sit.

So be it!

Very stubborn man.

Creative as well.

Doctor...please take care of him.

He's very headstrong. I have no one to fall back on...

Don't worry...

...he'll be fine here.

Thank you.

What happened ?

Sir, please see. - What's wrong?

She was complaing of regular headaches.

No,thank you.. - Let me check your pulse.

The headaches are possibly because of stress.

Get her to the consultancy. - Come.

Been working too hard ?

I'm looking for a job... sitting for exams".

So I've been studying day and night.

She's determined to take up teaching.

I don't really earn anything...

"but we have many mouths to feed.

It's all messed up.

You know Dugga...

...our poet Kalidasa was...

...actually illiterate.

But the princess?

...fell head over heels in love and ended up marrying him.

But after a few days...

bullcrap...

...all her love vanished! - Quiet!

I know.

A distraught Kalidasa...

left home in sorrow...

...in pursuit of knowledge.

Kalidasa! - I have a headache.

After attaining wisdom..

...when Kalidasa returned home triumphant...

...Princess Viddottama asked him...

if he was now her equal, with the wisdom he had gained.

What did Kalidasa do on hearing this ?

Wrote three entire epics.

Dinner is served. Finish it fast.

Stop blabbering.

And you have not been able to become equal with me.

You've made six films.. so many plays and documentaries.

Can anyone call you a gentleman?

Come!

Do you play cards? Twenty nine?

We play"-

...everyday.

Entertainment.

Good morning Mr.Bagchi.

Good morning.

Let's see...

...did you sleep well last night?

That beastly cough troubled me the whole night.

It will be better soon, the treatment has just begun.

So, how do you like it here?

What so different between the world outside and the one inside?

Just that a booze den is missing inside, that's it.

I realize you've migrated from East Bengal.

Can there be two Bengals, East & West?

But you're right.

Bharenga, Pabna district.

So why suddenly Kolkata ?

And then People's theatre ?

People's theatre!

It's so stuffy inside!

Intellectuals in politics.

Romain Holland. Maxim Gorky.

Good morning sir. - Good morning.

Why that smirk?

So was this coming together of the artists wrong ?

It was inevitable.

While still in Rajshahi...

...I had felt the heat.

My intermediate examinations were going on.

Back then we were publishing a magazine.

Which one?

New Wave.

Stories, poetry...

I too had some inclination towards politics.

It intensified when I was at the Krishnanath college of Baharampur.

Radical politics ?