Muqaddar Ka Sikandar

Where the hell is Beeku? Sir, may I carry your luggage?

You won't be able to. I will, sir. Or don“: pay me.

Go away! Why are you harassing me?

Madam, please tell him. I've been starving since two days.

Let him carry it, daddy. The poor boy's been starving since two days.

Then give him 5O paise. I won't accept alms; I'll work.

Let me carry it, sir. You'll work?

Beeku, until you are unwell, arrange for a servant for us.

Sir, please employ me.

What nonsense! How can you take care of such a big house?

He will. I'll look after other things. He'll do the petty chores.

Will you? Yes, sir.

I'll get up in the morning and sweep the house, make tea for you...

...heat milk for madam, then heat water for your bath...

And even massage your feet at night and then...

Enough! Employ him, daddy.

I can, but if he also turns out to be the same, then...

How, daddy? Nothing... Go and do your work.

But do your work honestly.

What happened?

Hey! You broke my doll?

Madam, I didn't do it intentionally.

Madam, don't cry. I'll get you a doll exactly like this one.

>From where will you get it? This was my mother's memento.

I will bring one for you. But don“: tell master about it.

Or I will lose my job. I've found this home with great diffioulty.

This home may be snatched away from me. I have nobody in this world.

I beg of you... What are you doing?

...don“: tell master. All right, I won't.

Will you bring a similar doll? Yes, madam. I surely will.

It is 11 Oblook. Go to sleep, dear.

Hey, boy! That's enough. Go and sleep outside.

Daddy, let him sleep here. It is very cold outside.

Don't argue for everything, dear. Go to sleep.

Hey, go and sleep outside.

Take this, madam. Have you had breakfast?

Not yet. You eat, I'll have it later.

No. Have breakfast with me. Me? How can I sit with you?

Why not? A servant can't sit with a master.

Sit and have breakfast with me... Not here... there.

Today, I shall prepare breakfast for you with my hands.

Hey, you are crying?

Tell me, why are you crying?

Till today, I never cried even after being beaten up by people.

But today, I cry, looking at your love.

What's there to cry about? Take this.

Do you know, when I used to cry, my mother used to play...

...a tune on the piano. Today, I'll play the same tune for you.

Come.

Impertinent boy! Where had you taken my daughter?

Nowhere, sir. I'd taken madam for a stroll.

Daddy, I had asked him to.

You should stay away from such people.

He is amongst those lowly people who come as servants,

and leave, ruining a home. Don't you dare come here!

But, sir. . . Get out!

If you step into my house again, I'll break your legsl... Come on!

Hey, where are you going in? To return madam's shawl.

They have sold this place and left for Bombay.

Hurry, or the train will leave.

Madam's gone?

Hey, this one is like madam's doll.

Sir, I beg of you. I shall work for you forever. Give me that doll.

Give me that doll. Throw him out!

This is madaml... Madam! Sir!... Madam!

Why don“: you see and walk? Do you want to commit suicide?

Sir! Madam! Sir? Madam? Who are they?

Who went in the oar. Who are they?

I used to work for them.

Why will they hear your voice? Why not?

Only the rich have the right to beckon in this world.

The rich don“: stop, hearing the voice of poor people like us.

Hey, your bag! Thief! Thiefi!

The rogues ran away!

Herds your bag.

Why did you do this to yourself for a mere bag of mine?

So what? You, too, have saved my life; I saved your bag.

You talk very well. What is your name?

I have many names. Some call me a. swine; some, a. rogue,"

...and yet others, a bastard.

What rubbish! What are you saying?

I swear. People have addressed me with so many names...

...that I have forgotten my real name.

Where are your parents? I have nobody.

Brothers and sisters? Nobody.

Then where do you live?

Who keeps people like me? I live on the roads.

Today, a rich man said, we are worms of the gutter...

...who are born in the streets and die there, too.

I will also die here.

No, son. Don't speak that way. Don't.

From today, I am your mother.

Mother? Yes, son. I am your mother.

No, mother. Don't say that, or I shall cry.

Abuse me or hit me... But don“: say this.

I have no mother. I just don't.

No, son. From today, I am your mother.

I also had a son like you.

He, too, was run over and killed under the oar of a rich man.

Destiny snatched him away from me.

But... but today, I have found my son.

You have no name, right? I will ohristen you with my son's name.

>From today... from today, your name is Sikander.

Yes. What's wrong, mother?

I think, this pain will kill me.

Don't worry. Place your hand on my shoulder. Everything will be okay.

Come, mother.

What's it, mother? Come here, dear.

Look, who has come.

Who is he? Your brother.

My brother? Yes. He is dead.

No, dear. Don't say that.

God has sent him back.

You had become alone. So he will stay with you from today.

Sikander, will you stay with your sister?

Yes, mother. I think, God took pity on me.

He gave me a mother, a sister. What else could I want?

Mother, I'll be back soon. Where are you going?

To the temple to pray.

Just in case anyone casts evil eyes and all this be snatched from me.

Hey, you? How did you get here?

Madam, I came here searching for all of you.

Do you know her? Yes, mother.

She is the madam, I had spoken to you about. She's very nice.

She fed me with her hands...

...and when I was shivering with cold, she draped her shawl around rne.

And madam, she is my mother.

I had no name till yesterday. Even you didn't know my name.

She has given me a name. Sikander.

It's a nice name. Listen, Sikander. It's my birthday today.

Do come in the evening. I will, madam.

Remember, you had a doll which I had broken.

I saw a similar doll. And I shall give it to you as a present.

You?

You followed us from Simla till Bombay! Get out!

Get out! Or I'll call the police and have you looked up in jail.

No, sir. He didn“: come on his own. I brought him here.

You? Why have you brought him here? What does he mean to you?

He is my son. He?!

He, a Vagabond roaming on the streets...

...who had nobody until yesterday. How is he your son today?

Sir, I... I have adopted him.

Fatima, I've always considered you a family member and not a servant.

I have respected you. And I'd want you to maintain our honour.

I strongly despise such boys.

Take him away. And listen, he must never come to this house again.

Alright, sir. He will never come here.

Hey! Where are you barging in? Madam...

Master had forbidden you from coming here. Get lost!

You were forbidden! Go away!

Today I'll give you a present that will leave you thrilled.

But before that, you give me a. present.

What?

Sing the song today which your mother used to.

What happened? I remembered mummy.

Don't do this, dear.

Salutations, sir. Park the oar.

Madam, where are you? I brought the doll for you.

Madam, they wouldn“: let me in.

Because I am poor. Is it a sin to be poor?

Scoundrel! You? What are you hiding?

Nothing... Nothing! Nothing?

What' s thi s ? Thief! Scoundrel!

No, I am not a thief. I have not stolen.

You have not? Let me go!

What's the matter, sir? I'll kill this thief!

He is not a thief. Then what is he?

What's he doing in my house, despite being told not to enter it?

Why did you go upstairs? I came to give madam a gift.

A gift? And you? The most expensive gift which I had...

...brought for Kamna, he was going to steal.

Did you see, how the snake you were pitying was looting your home?

Which is why I asked you to stay away from him.

I'll tell you today, why I despise such boys.

Your mother took pity on a similar rogue like him.

She brought him home.

And loved him as much as a mother would love her son.

But that son stole all her jewellery...

...and stabbed her in the stomach.

Even today, when I remember that night...

Get out! You are a thief, a killer! Never come to my house again!

No, madam. I did not steal. You also consider me a thief?

Get out!

Enough, sir! Don't you dare touch my son!

Then go away! And take your son away, too.

I will certainly leave. God's world is very big.

I shall never come to your door again!

There is no need to shout.

A rich man's oar had run over a son of mine.

But now... I won't let my other son...

...be a victim of the affluence of a rich man.

Let's go, son.

Mother, I am going. Are you leaving your mother?

Yes, mother. I'm a cursed boy. Wherever I go...

Go on, son.

I don“: want misfortune to befall you because of me.

Who says you are cursed Your mother's blessings are with you.

If the Almighty wishes, then my Sikander...

...will touch the skies someday.

The ones who called him a thief, insulted him...