Prithvi Vallabh

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God, my victory has raised my head with pride in the world today.

That's why today I bow my head to you once again...

and I pray for a boon that my head never hangs down in shame.

And that I never face you with a face wilted in shame.

Victory to you and victory to your devotees.

God of all Gods, Kailashpati Mahadev...

- may you always remain... - Victorious! Victory! Victory!

King over all kings, the emperor, Prithvi Vallabh...

- may you always remain... - Victorious! Victory! Victory!

My pretty maidens, you will be disappointed today.

Tailap has arrived from across the Godavari today.

Allow him to show his talent today.

Victory to the king! Tailap's hands are so rough...

allowing him to wash your lovely feet...

would be an insult to music and art.

You are forgetting, Kaviraj Tailap has washed my feet so many times...

his hands are no longer rough.

And he is my friend as well.

Victory to the king! A wounded and loser can't be your friend.

Any man who loses fifteen times and still has courage to fight...

I do not consider him a coward.

Blessed are you, your highness!

Welcome to my court, Tailap.

Begin your work now.

I refuse.

Why? When you have washed these feet fifteen times...

why are you ashamed to wash them for the sixteenth time?

And this time the pots too are from your country.

The water is from your country, too.

Using water from Telangan in pots from Telangan, the king of Telangan...

will wash the feet of the king Prithvi Vallabh of Avantipur.

And wash his sixteenth defeat from his mind along with it.

Pick up the pots of water and move forward.

After that I shall consider you my friend and seat you next to me.

No, Munj. These hands won't touch those feet again...

that have trounced the modesty of hundreds of women.

I won't touch those hands that embrace new women daily.

Tailap, these are not your words.

Your sister Mrinalvati is speaking through you.

One whose life is dry like the desert...

and as morose as a crematorium.

One whose lips have not once tasted life...

and whose eyes have not once seen the colors of life.

What would you know about life and the joys of life?

Anyway, if you want your life and freedom once again...

then you should begin your errand.

Victory to the king! Will you release Tailap again?

Any man who cannot forgive his foe is a coward.

But priest of kingdom had made a prediction...

the king could lose the seventeenth battle.

What's the harm in losing once after hundreds of victories?

If prince Bhoj had been here...

If prince Bhoj had been here, could he order me not to forgive him?

You are mistaken, Kaviraj.

I apologize, your highness.

Come on, Tailap, either you wash my feet and return to your country...

or be trampled by the elephant and head for the other world.

Make an instant decision. Here or there?

Enough, king Tailap, you are my friend hereafter.

Come, sit here.

Where are the fair cuckoos of my court?

Tell them to entertain my guest...

with the magic of their feet and voice.

Smile through your eyes

The remind hopes

The eyes. Yes, yes, smile through your eyes

Keep narrating the story of youth

The eyes. Yes, yes, smile through your eyes

Friend, bring some liquor

Bring the glowing beauty

Give to drink smile of heart

The eyes. Yes, yes, smile through your eyes

Dhananjay, prepare to get king Tailap...

and his companions across the Godavari.

But take care he has no problems on the way.

The king's wishes will be obeyed fully.

Let's go, your highness.

What are you thinking?

I am wondering when I return defeated to my country...

what will my sister have to say about it?

Throw all the worship platters away!

And inform the cooks in the palace to prepare pudding today.

His highness likes to eat pudding.

- But... - I am aware of what I'm doing.

And I know what the significance. Go!

The significance is that you are humiliating me.

But think about it and tell me what else could I do?

What else could you do? You could have kept the battle going?

You could have refused to put down your weapons.

You could have given your life and saved the country's dignity.

But one who loves his life so much can achieve nothing.

He can only talk big.

I did not save my life because I love life so much.

I saved my life so I could exact vengeance on the foe.

Don't deceive yourself.

You know you cannot exact vengeance on the foe.

You can only wash his feet. You can bow to him.

You can only appeal to him for life.

This is exactly what I did so many times.

I attacked the enemy so many times.

But destiny favored him every time.

I had to return defeated every time.

A man can fight his foe but he cannot fight his destiny.

So you think you are nothing?

You think everything hinges on your destiny.

Your destiny is a river...

and you are a blade of straw floating in its current.

Your destiny is a storm and you a leaf flitting in the gale.

Your destiny is a potter and you are wet clay toy in his hands.

Wow. You have praised to high heaven.

The future generations of India...

will go insane with joy at the mention of your name.

Didn't I try to fight destiny?

Did I not attack the foe sixteen times?

And were you not defeated sixteen times?

Just who is to blame for this? You or someone else?

The reason for my defeat is that I fight him in his home.

The reason he wins is that he fights from his homestead.

Even a cat is like a tiger in her own house.

Then do something to cause him to attack your country.

But he does not. Tell him to attack our country.

I shall break his face. I shall tame him. I'll snatch his weapons.

I shall tell you the means.

Has he sent his royal emissary with you?

Yes.

- Arrest him. - Then he will attack us.

Is that it? Have you lost all your bravado?

Just now you were claiming if he mounts an attack on you...

you would do this and you would do that.

Now you're afraid he will mount an attack.

Apparently you have not returned to prepare to retaliate.

You saved your life and you're here to hide behind your sister.

Look, sister, it's like this. Our dignity...

What dignity? A man should save his life.

Things matter only if you are alive. Eat, drink and be merry.

This is life. This is youth.

What was that sound?

Pudding is being prepared.

I asked you what that sound was.

The sound of two metal containers striking.

The sound of two metal striking metal?

Stop all that? Don't you know my brother is afraid of that sound?

When metal struck metal at the battlefield my brother came here...

to hide behind his sister's skirt.

If metal strikes metal here as well, where else will he flee?

And what will you lose if he leaves?

I will lose my brother and be left alone.

Go! What are you staring at me for? Go stop that sound.

Send a messenger Bhillam. I wish to see him in my palace.

Victory to the king!

Bhillam, arrest Dhananjay, Munj's royal poet.

Assemble your soldiers on the banks of the Godavari.

And dispatch a message to Munj...

if he considers himself to be brave...

let him attack us to release his poet.

But, your highness...

He is the king. It's his job to give orders.

You are the general. Your job is to follow the orders.

The winds are so mysterious

Look at the unique gait, look at the manner

Swords and arrows are playing in the world

There is playing drum loudly

The world trembles

The winds are so mysterious

A blade of grass used to battle the storm in one country

It's all God's dignity

The winds are so mysterious

Greetings, queen mother.

Charini, don't you know singing is prohibited in this country?

Singing is the thirst in a person's mind.

And being happy is man's birthright.

If your mind is ill why do you shut the doors of joy for others?

Today you say singing is prohibited in this country.

Tomorrow you will say laughing is prohibited in this country.

Think about it. How long will your people endure your injustice?

Those who don't wish to endure it can leave this state...

but nobody will be permitted to sing over here.

There was some good news for you in my songs today.

But if you don't want to hear it? Anyway...

Hold it, Charini. What good news have you brought me?

In my song, our king has won the battle.

And his opponent is defeated.

Does...

Does that mean my brother caught him?

No man in this world can catch Munj.

Your misfortune has caught him.

Man feels that destiny is smiling down upon him.

But he does not know...

that very smile will turn into the flame that will engulf him.

Munj has lost the battle. You will lose your life.

Charini!

Charini read the events in the blue skies and read them to you.

She is not to blame for it.

The winds are so mysterious

Look at its unique gait, look at the manner

The winds are so mysterious

Laxmi look.

- She is meditating. - You were right.