Kishen Kanhaiya (किशन कन्हैया)

"O Krishna..."

"Lord, You have blessed our lives"

"O Krishna..."

"Lord, You have blessed our lives"

"The moon, the sun and the stars..."

"bow down to You in obeisance"

"And here I dance in reverence"

"O Krishna..."

"You have brightened up our lives"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"You need a vision like Radha's..."

"and a heart like Meera's"

"In everything that exists, O Krishna..."

"You are the Protector"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

"Glory to Mother Yashoda"

"Glory to Lord Krishna"

What is it, Leela? - A baby boy.

A boy!

Congratulations! The mistress has delivered a baby boy.

A boy? Glory to You, Lord!

What's the matter? - Look.

Twins? Fantastic! - There's bad news too.

What is that? - The mistress is no more.

What?

God! How could this happen!

The mistress... - She was in unbearable pain.

She died soon after delivering the twins.

But the word about the twins shouldn't be leaked.

What do you mean? - We're taking one of the babies.

What are you talking about, Leela? Are you in your senses?

Take the master's son as our own? Lie to him? Deceive our master?

Hasn't fate deceived us? Hasn't it rendered me infertile?

Every other day I play midwife. But God has made me childless.

Which is why I'm going to snatch my right from Him.

I'll rear one of these babies as I'd rear my own son.

No second thoughts. Take one of the babies home, quick.

But Leela... - No buts. Else you'll see me dead.

This is how the twins get separated.

When Seth Sunderdas returns, his accountant informs him that...

his wife, Shanti, has delivered a son.

And also gives him the bad news about Shanti's death.

Shanti!

Seth Sunderdas is terribly agonized.

Time passes by, and the rich man tends to his son day and night.

Still, the child runs short of nurturing.

Realizing this, his accountant suggests that...

the child needs a mother. And for which he needs to marry again.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sethji's manager, Gendamal...

feigns loyalty...

and offers his simple, innocent sister's hand in marriage.

Sethji disapproves of marrying again.

But Gendamal somehow manages to reason...

with him and wins his approval.

Thus Kamini enters the mansion as the wife of Seth Sunderdas.

And promises him that she'll love his son, Kishan...

more than a real mother would.

And thus Kishan grew under Kamini's care.

And Kanhaiya, under the care of Leela and Bholaram, in the city.

But there was one strange miraculous coincidence...

between the twin brothers...

If one were to be in pain, the other felt it, too.

Kamini.

Kamini.

Kamini.

Kashi, take care of the child, I'll come tomorrow.

You?

That's your son, isn't it, Kamini? - Yes.

In fact, he's an illegitimate son.

His father sowed the seed, and then dumped you. Right?

No brother-in-law, you're mistaken. The poor thing is innocent.

Silence! Traitor! Fraud!

I've found out the true identity of you devils.

You tricked me into marrying her.

What did you think? You'd mislead me for forever?

And gradually rob me of everything?

Swallow my properties and wealth?

No.

Watch what I do to the two of you.

You'll lick the dirt. I'm no Sunderdas...

unless I make you worse off than beggars.

Please don't do that. Please listen to me...

Not another word! You've set my heart on fire.

I'm going to make life hell for you.

I'll set your lives on fire. I'll destroy you!

Brother-in-law! What has happened to you?

Paralysed? - What're you saying, doctor?

It's true. He can only hear and see.

He can't talk, he can't use his limbs.

No chance of recovery? - Keep giving him the prescribed drugs.

If fate wills, he will recover.

Nothing is in our hands anymore. Just pray to God.

We'll leave now. Let Sethji rest.

God's will. Let me see you off.

Have faith, Sethji. Everything will be all right.

Lawyer, he'll be fine, won't he?

Come on Lawyer. Let's go.

See how the tables have turned?

You've become a paralytic. A beggar!

You shall forever live off my crumbs!

With those cowering eyes, you'll beg for mercy.

But in return, I'll make you suffer till you die.

And after you've died...

being your lawful wife...

I shall inherit all your properties and wealth.

I shall inherit. Only me!

No Kamini, it isn't possible. - Why not?

This bloody paralytic wretch has paralysed us, too.

He has prepared a weird will.

In case of either his or his son's death...

all his properties and wealth will go to a charitable trust.

What? No, impossible. - That's how it'll be.

The lawyer just told me.

Undesirably though, we'll have to keep the father and son alive.

Which means, we won't get anything? - We'll get everything.

But after a long wait.

When his son turns twenty-five, he'll become the lawful heir.

That's when we snatch everything from him.

Brother, what if Kishan refuses to transfer the wealth to us?

He can't refuse!

He will grow up in terror.

The lamb will be reared in the terrifying cage of a lion.

He'll walk on our footsteps. He'll see through our eyes.

Without us, he'll be like a torn puppet.

Done, brother Mahesh. - Get lost.

What happened, Kanhaiya? - No idea. I felt like I was kicked.

Hope you aren't hurt? - Mother, heroes never get hurt.

I'm going for a movie. Bye Mother.

Kishan is up.

Such pain in Kishan's rendition of the flute.

The pain is more on his body.

All day Gendamal and Kamini play the drums on his body.

But accountant, why don't you reason with them?

Who, me? Are you mad?

Who am I? Those two even scare the hell out of Satan.

I play flunkey to help myself...

and manage to offer my master some help.

Don't weep, Father. Every moment I pray for you to recover.

Someday God will answer my prayers...

and you will be perfectly all right.

Here, take the medicine.

Traitor! You were told not to enter this room.

Why did you enter? Tell me, why have you come here?

Father!

Get up! Go downstairs and clean up the place.

If you come here again, I'll rip you apart! Get lost!

In tears, are you? Weep all you can.

What else can you do but weep?

But the day for me to rejoice is nearing.

Your son has become an adult, and a terrible paranoiac, too.

He's so terrified that besides my voice...

even my picture gives him shudders. His piss betrays him.

Pretty soon, your son, Kishan, will turn twenty-five.

That day, we'll get the properties transferred to our name.

And then we'll own everything.

Good day, brother-in-law.

Scoundrel! Moron!

You planned this. You wanted me to slip and fall, didn't you?

You did it on purpose. I'm not sparing you!

Gosh! What happened, Mahesh, my son? What happened to you?

Don't touch me.

What happened, my son? Who did this to you?

He did. He broke my back.

How dare you?

Wretch!

You won't mend your ways! You splashed dirty water on the floor.

You're always up to some mischief.

Mother, I'm not sparing him today.

Gathered too much fat, eh? You think your father rules here?

Does your father pay for my clothes?

Come on, speak.

Poor boy. Get up.

Accountant.

What went wrong now, Mahesh? Why are you clobbering him?

What else could I've done? This swine threw me down.

Who told you to wrestle with him? - Who the hell was wrestling?

This swine splashed soap-water on the floor on purpose.

I slipped and fell.

I see. Stupid...

you why did you've to spill the soap-water on the floor?

For him to dirty it? You wasted the soap for no reason.

Accountant! - I was just sympathizing.

Shut up! Why did the shirker have to mop the floor at this hour?

My word. What is the need for him to mop the floor at any hour?