Bhumika (भूमिका)

"Under the veil, women have become a flame."

"In the drops of dew, the night has become colorful."

"My annoyed lover hasn't come."

"My annoyed lover hasn't come."

"My annoyed lover hasn't come."

"At times my yearning becomes unbearable."

"Beloved, come."

"Come..."

"Morning and evening, we have been waiting, as he is the best."

"Assert your manly right."

"Assert your manly right."

"Assert your manly right."

"My dusky looks, oh my beloved..."

"...reflect the beauty of the stars."

"...reflect the beauty of the stars."

"It makes the blue night sky anxious..."

- What happened? - I got a sprain!

- Got a sprain? - Yes.

- What has happened to her? - She has got a sprain.

Aren't there other shots without her?

No, they are all combined shots.

Pack up.

Okay.

Okay, pack up.

Usha, your car hasn't come?

I will leave you home. Come.

- Sushi, you are at home? - Yes.

Why have you come late?

Who had come to drop you?

Didn't you see from the top?

That's why I am asking.

Do you want to repeat it with that film director?

How many time I told I don't want to on that thing.

- You are... - There is no need to say anything.

That time I brought you, but I'll not bring you time and again.

Why didn't you let me die? Why did you bring me back?

I made a mistake.

You want my earning.

Is it true you have opened a separate bank account?

And you have signed a new contract on your own?

So should I let you splurge all the money in gambling?

Don't I have to think about Sushma and mother?

Who told you to bring tea? Go away.

You always thought that the earnings are yours.

I have helped you all along. I handled your career.

After your father died, you, your mother and grandmother...

...would have died of starvation! I gave her food!

Really? Even now are you feeding us?

Sushma, close the record!

Why should Sushma close it? Who are you to order her?

Are you again finding a reason to leave the house?

Go, you will return, rubbing your nose!

- Father! Mother! - Keep quiet.

This is her regular feature.

You go to your room.

Mother, are you really going?

Sushu!

- What? - Sushu will come with me.

Sushma is my daughter.

Really?

Take her with you. Make her like yourself.

That will be good, whole life she will be in other's houses.

Arm twisting on account of Sushma...

Is an old technique of mine. Isn't that what you want to say?

Usha!

Usha!

Usha!

Usha!

Usha!

Usha! Usha!

Usha!

Usha! Usha!

- No! - Leave it.

Will make for the master not for us.

Did you hear it?

This is the way you can control the notes...

In this, you have to modulate your tone towards the end...

...there is a difference.

Yes, please start.

Shantabai, the food is excellent.

The sweetness of your tunes has come in your daughter's cooking!

Excellent. Excellent. Wonderful.

Usha, where are you going? Your food?

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

"Beat the drums."

- Enough! - Good girl, what will you do in old age?

Why should I get old!

What would you know? These notes save me from getting mad!

In old age, these notes are of great help!

- Usha! Come here. - Yes, father!

Come here.

- You ran away from your practice? - Yes.

Why?

Usha! Usha!

Mother is calling you.

Go.

You just practice, and keep you shirk work all day.

You won't help your mother!

If you keep practicing...

...you will spend your remaining life like your grandmother.

If you learnt to work, atleast somebody will marry you.

Go and tell Keshav to give some rice. Go.

Keshav!

Keshav!

- Caught you! - Mother has asked for the rice.

- Okay, will you marry me? - No I'll not! I will not.

- Say I'll. Say it. - Okay, I will.

Take oath.

- Leave my hand. I say leave it! - No, I'll not. How's your mother.

You were there yesterday talking to her.

You have started talking a bit too much!

I will not marry you!

See you fell down. I have told you.

Come get up, nothing has happened.

Come get up.

- Keep quiet! - Why should I?

I will beat you.

- I will tell father, you hit me. - Here take this and eat nuts. Go.

Come get up. Shut up!

Look, walk straight. Even if it pains, don't show it.

Stop crying or I will take the money back! Come.

Stop making noise. Stop it.

Sister-in-law...

What happened?

God knows since morning he is lying down.

Eating will be a problem in a few days.

Why are you worrying when I am there.

You behave so shamelessly!

Usha!

I was telling your mother, you sing so well, let me also hear it

I will not sing!

After marriage, I will make you sing everyday.

- I will not marry also. - You don't know how to talk to elders.

If you can groan in practice, why can't you sing?

Sorry!

- What did you say? - Sorry!

- What did you say? - Leave her!

- What did you say? - What are you doing?

- You'll not going to sing? - No! Leave her!

- You're... - What are you doing?

- Have you gone mad! - You don't interfere!

Listen to me!

- Tell me! - What are you doing?

You...

What is happening? I am asking about what is happening?

What's the matter?

Father, mother beat me!

- She beat you, why? - Because I did not sing.

You beat her up just because she didn't sing for him.

Is she his slave? That she will sing for him?

And dance for him!

- You! - What are you doing?

Move! You don't interfere!

I can do anything with her!

It doesn't suit you!

Move! Maybe you are forgetting! She is my wife!

You foolish woman!

Where had you gone?

- To see Grandma. - Why?

- I just wanted to check if she is dead. - Come on!

- You know that owl called. - Shut up! Sleep now.

Usha.

Usha, come.

Come, pay your last respects to your father.

If the cinema wants girls, what is the harm in trying?

You will not understand!

People from our family do not see it as a respectable work.

I was the first in my family to have got married.

I got a brahmin husband.

Hearing their constant barbs against singing, It was better to die.

But, sister-in-law...

Usha is still a child. She will work for a few years, and then leave it.

Till then there will be some support!

Usha is still young for marriage.

She will get married after some years. Till then...

Grandma, will you please explain to her!

Looking after one's stomach is also a duty.

Mother...

...I never want my daughter to be a singer.

Make her a singer.

This poverty compels me.

Where is producer sir?

Which one?

That... Harilal.

There.

No, no...

Quiet.

Your laughter should be scary. Do it again.

- Feel it. - Come, come.

This is what I want.

You will be burnt to ashes!

I have never spared the man who has humiliated me!

- Good! Good! Good! - Keep it up like this only! Okay!

- Are you ready? - Do not worry.

Okay.