Baadal

Well done! Lift it now!

Hurry up! There's lots to be done.

Grandpa, it is because of you that the yield has been so good this year.

All this is the result of my grandson Baada|'s hardwork.

If our yield continue to grow like this...

then very soon we will retrieve our land from Shamsher singh.

Manager, everytime I see this plot of land...

my blood starts boiling.

This is the place where this old man's son killed my father.

Many years ago my father's blood was shed on this plot of land.

And now, I'll shed the blood of this family.

Couldn't you see this bund...

or couldn't you digest our yield?

What could the Thakur do if the brakes failed?

You shut up!

Thakur Kiran Singh, what do I make of your behavior?

An unfortunate incident or a sign of vendetta?

It's you who suppress your vendetta.

For me, it has always been a raging fire...

and which at the right time won't spare this plot of land either.

Thakur, don't make tall claims.

Reverse your jeep and if you ever want to come here in future...

then check your brakes before coming.

Now the brakes have only failed...

next time they will break.

- Are you threatening me? - I am referring to the brakes.

Not to your neck.

Old man, how dare you behave so rudely with the Thakur?

Thakur's watchdog! How dare you raise your hand on my grandpa!

Kiran, I think you seem to forget...

that your father tried to break the bund in our fields...

and as punishment he had to lose his life.

My father was a man and died like a man.

But your father was a coward and he attacked from behind.

Your family consists of cowards.

Had you all been macho men, you'd not have sold your ancestral land...

and survived on this small plot of land.

If you dare to rebel against us then in future...

you will lose even this small plot of land.

Nobody can dare touch this plot of land with their defiled hands.

I'll speak with you the day...

lam within the limits of my land...

and you and your family is outside it.

Before thinking about that day...

keep your shroud ready.

It's I who will get shrouds for all of you.

And very soon!

I'll anxiously wait for that day.

Uncle, I think he's come.

I think your husband is angry the way he brought he car to a halt.

Uncle, I've been always asking you to buy that plot of land but you...

Which land are you talking about?

The land which is a spook in my life. Rahguvir Singh's land.

That land has caused us also grief.

But I know as long as Thakur Raghuvir singh is alive...

he won't sell that piece of land.

He is a very self-respecting Thakur.

If you want, you can make him toe the line, Uncle.

People have wiped off families to maintain enmity.

Then what is he?

If you don't want to take the law in your hands, then give me permission.

I'll wipe them off within two days.

Money can succeed where law fails.

Kiran son, do you want me to lose the scion of my family...

in the fight in which I had to lose my brother?

You may be my brother's son...

but I've never differentiated between my daughter Meenaxi and you.

- Sir, a telegram. - Read it.

It is known that I've a son and a daughter.

Uncle, Meenaxi's exams are over and she's coming within two days.

Well done! Understood!

Son, this enmity is futile. Let bygones be bygones.

How can I forget it, mother?

Do you expect me to be a mute spectator while he ruins our yield?

You want me to silently listen to him trying to usurp our land?

And that I should remain quiet while he is rude to grandpa?

This is impossible.

If they do that again, I'll burn down their fields.

No, Baadal, no!

Son, you don't what I've lost in this fight.

And now at no cost can I afford to lose you.

Think about your grandpa. You are his support in his old age.

You are his scion.

- And if anything happens to you... - Mother!

For my sake, forget this enmity.

Mother, don't cry.

I can't see you crying.

I'll do as you please.

Baadal! Daughter-in-law! Chowdhury has got our bank loan passed.

We'll have to pay only Rs 510 09 .

Then I'll leave tomorrow itself for the city to buy a tractor.

That's fine but get a hukkah for your grandpa now.

- Right away! - Okay.

Grandpa, here is your hukkah.

I'll filled in tobacco with my own hands.

Here. Now place your hand on my head and bless me as you bless Baadal.

I know that you've come to take Baadal for the theatrics.

But I won't allow it.

Grandpa, don't address my play as theatrics.

It will hurt my soul.

Give me a chance to serve me. Give me your leg.

- What long legs! - You may do anything...

but my decision is firm.

I won't let Baadal attend your play.

- Then what about me? - You go with grandpa to the field.

I am off to buy the tractor.

This man can't work with me in the fields.

Because he will start his drama there also.

How can I have my play without Ram?

I, Hanuman will always be with Ram.

- Then, let's go, Hanuman. - Glories to Shri Ram!

- Very good. - Thanks.

- When will it reach the village? - Within 6-7 days.

Come to the office and I'll give you the guarantee form.

This is a magical vehicle.

You've befriended me in the first meeting itself.

What's this? I fail to understand.

Stop!

Where is my tractor?

Look, there it is going!

Move! Move!

Help!

Stop it!

I said, stop!

- ls this your tractor? - Yes.

Isn't it majestic just like you?

Meenaxi, are you hurt?

What are you saying? - How can Sita be hurt when Ram is around?

What an angry!

You will be good at scolding Ravan.

Will you enact Sita's role in his play?

What do you mean by a rascal, Ms Sita?

A rascal means handsome. You are very handsome.

Wrong, beautiful lady! Had I been a rascal...

then they'd not been laughing. It means you are lying.

It's you who are a rascal.

- Madam, where's the rascal? - He's the one...

He left his tractor loose on the roads.

Guard, this is a tractor not cattle that I can tie up and keep.

Don't believe his words. His tractor has damaged my cycle.

Guard, her cycle came under my tractor.

Can't my tractor driver over her, I mean her cycle?

This tractor came from my factory.

By mistake the start switch must have been on.

Then take away your tractor and in future be careful...

lest someone press its switch and it again creates problems.

Meenaxi, let's not talk too much with them.

Good bye, Ms Rascal!

Friend, you fulfilled the vows of friendship on the first day itself.

You introduced me to a very beautiful girl.

Here's the guarantee form.

You'll get the delivery of the tractor in your village within a week.

Hurry up, the bus is leaving. Baadal, hurry up!

The seat is vacant. Are you going to our village?

- You?! - Ms Rascal, you! Hello!

If we continue to meet like this...

the journey of life will be very beautiful.

- I'm sorry. - What are you up to?

- Okay, I'll keep it here. - Move.

Will you move a little?

- What happened? - Conductor, can I get another seat?

Why, what is the matter?

- Ms Rascal, please be seated. - I don't want to sit here.

Then where can you sit? The bus is full.

Okay, I'll keep standing throughout the journey.

Don't do that. How can a man stand when a woman is standing?

You please be seated.

Sister-in-law, please take your seat. Brother is telling you so lovingly.

He loves you so much.

She doesn't value love.

Pal, hold her hand and pacify her.

'When my beloved gets angry...

it's like god has got angry with me'.

'Pacify your irate beloved'.

"A beautiful girl stole my heart".

"Hurrah! It's a mating of hearts".

"She has an innocent face...

with rosy cheeks".

"Her heart is bereft of love".

"She is so cruel".

"There's magic in her eyes".

"She ensnares me".

"| can lay my life for her".

"| can do anything for her".

All of you, climb down!

Hurry up!

Come on!

Let the woman queue up on one side and the men on the other.

Where are you going?

Help! Help!

Help!

What happened?

The engine got jammed. We'll have to spend the night here?

- In this jungle? - There's no choice.

Officer, the bus has been missing since so long...

and you still don't have a clue?

Thakur, we've received a report.

And we've also sent a message to the police station of the area.

The bus is being traced.

But officer, what about the passengers in that bus?