Shyamchi Aai (श्यामची आई)

What are you doing here?

Who allowed them to enter my house?

No one, sir.

We have come to give you a petition

on behalf of our poor farmers of Khandesh.

And who are you?

Their self-proclaimed leader?

I am Pandurang Sadashiv Sane.

I'm not a leader.

Neither do I want to be one.

Crops in our district are badly hit

by the untimely heavy rain.

We request you to announce

wet famine and lift the levy imposed on our farmers.

This is our written letter.

Please.

I have your track record, Mr. Sane.

It's Sane not Sen.

You've just returned from Trichinapalli

after two years of rigorous imprisonment.

You created a great deal of mayhem in support of

Mr. Gandhi's so-called civil disobedience.

It seems you're not happy outside of prison.

You have converted the whole nation into a large prison.

What difference does it make...

Sir?

What are you bastards waiting for?

Arrest them all

Now!

Shinde. Madhav. Avtade.

Let them do their work.

No ruler can handle nonviolence.

Move.

Stop!

Do you think these Ignorant farmers

know better than the British government?

Protesting against injustice

is the birthright of any human being.

You cannot question that.

And I know how to crush that spirit.

Give that to me.

Vinoba...

how lucky I am.

Day out. Hmm.

Chin up.

Little faster.

Little faster.

Common. Move ahead.

It is my feeling

that I am the body.

This inspires another person to oppress me.

He feels, this person will be in my control

if I torture his body.

Great soul Socrates.

He was punished to be poisoned.

He would say, this body was bound to die four days later.

What can you achieve by killing it?

His disciple asked...

Where should we bury you after your death?

Socrates said, both of you are wise.

He thinks he can kill me and you think you can bury me.

I will be the one who will outlive both of you.

Truly...

even two thousand five hundred years later...

Socrates is still living, through his thoughts.

Same applies to Christ.

When he was being nailed, he asked God to forgive them.

They know not what they do.

Great men are killed. Their bodies are killed.

But their thoughts remain immortal.

In Satyagraha, we are especially learning to reduce our attachment to the body.

This is our Karmayog.

Perhaps I came to Dhule prison so that I could be the Ganesh to Geeta Pravachan.

Mother Geetai is our support in difficult times.

Geetai is my mother. I am her baby.

If I fall and cry... she picks me up.

This Vinya is too fond of his mother.

But the situation is so that he cannot enjoy her proximity.

Then I find solace in the shelter of mother Geetai.

Hence this endeavour of Geeta Pravachan.

One keeps on remembering one's mother.

If I can serve my motherland...

her soul will rest in peace in heaven.

I can see my mother in Bapu.

Gandhiji sometimes appears to be stern, sometimes soft.

And he also knows how to use both these attributes for his struggling children.

Like a mother.

Is every mother like this?

One who has the power to endure but is dashing?

One who feels from the bottom of her heart that her children too should be like her.

Shyam. Shyam. Shyam...

What is it Bhaskar?

Shyam's mom... Shyam had said that he would come along for swimming...

to Deodhar's well...

Of course, he will come... Go and look for him... He must be inside...

Shyam... Banya, Vasu, Bhaskar have come.

Grandma... Shyam got very few flowers yesterday...

I will tell him tomorrow.

Mathuri, enough for today... you will get tired.

You have just recovered from illness.

Hasn't Shivram come today to help you?

He has gone madam, to work on Damle's fields.

Ok.

Shyam's mother...

Shyam's mother...

What is it?

Where is Shyam?

Aunty, Shyam is scared... He is hiding... coward...

Let it be Shyam's mother... we will go for swimming.

Wait.

He said yesterday that he would go tomorrow to swim with you.

Follow me.

Come.

Get up.

Mother! Oh mother...

No mother... come on... won't you step out, you coward?

Mother... please mother... I am scared...

I will go... will surely go... tomorrow...

I promise... God promise... your promise...

Why these fake promises? To hide like a coward?

A scared person has no tomorrow. Come on...

I don't want to go mother.

I don't want to go swimming.

You won't listen like this.

Please mother. I don't want to go.

Common, move.

I'll make sure.

How will you not go?

Common, move.

What hapened?

Common, move.

How will you not go. I'll see.

Wear it quickly.

Move.

Are you a mother or a witch?

How much are you hitting him?

Purushya, you are saved because you are still small... if you are scared tomorrow...

you will face the same fate... have you understood?

Wait. I'll tie a float.

We'll go. Come.

Wow... is Shyam here?

Wait a minute... I will come up and tie a float to you.

Look Shyam...

I too jump from here.

The other day, Govindkaka jumped with me on his shoulders... it is real fun.

Put your hands up.

Don't get scared. Nothing will happen.

Once you jump, nothing will happen.

Go on.

Shyam, don't be scared.

Don't be scared Shyam.

The float is tied... you will not drown.

Move your hands and legs.

Keep them moving.

Come up... we will jump from there.

No. It's better here.

Shyam's mother. Look here.

You were the one to hit me and now you are weeping?

You won't understand Shyam.

Has Shyam shown his valour?

Sister ...brother-in-law will be here soon... shall I set food?

Yes. I am joining you.

Durva-grandma... can you look at Sadanand?

Yes... he is playing here.

Shyam, which mother will like her son being called a coward?

Will you like anyone insulting your mother?

Mother.

When I was in Pune at uncle's place, I had inquired about Akka.

She wasn't keeping well and so I sent a letter to her...

to invite her for a few days to her hometown...

Then?

Akka says she cannot come.

One has to endure all insults regarding married daughters.

Shyam, how can you learn to swim without entering water?

Look at me...

I must have been seventeen or eighteen. I had to shoulder the responsibility of a 'Khot'.

I got drowned in the affairs.

But now... finally I am floating... how can one get scared?

Brother... I am younger to you but would like to say something...

since you are talking about affairs... you have pampered the Kunbats from Vadavli too much.

What does that mean?

He gives some pretext or the other and doesn't pay the taxes.

How are we going to meet ends in the government office tomorrow?

But they are not lying.

Non-seasonal rains infested the crops with pests... what will they do?

Are you the leader of Telis and Tambolis like Bal Gangadhar?

Brother-in-law, why are you discussing politics while eating?

Sister-in-law, politics has reached our frontyard, which is why it's important.

But Lokmanya is speaking on behalf of all of our community.

Why shouldn't we burn down foreign clothes? Why shouldn't we ban imported sugar?

If we chase these foreign goods and if all the local production comes to a halt tomorrow...

Brother, but how can we fight against the fish if we living in water?

If government gets cross with us, we may have to lose our traditional 'Khot' business. Then we will have to just sit idle.

Hmm...

Shirpya, you are here? Come.

I will return only after I complete all recovery.

I got worried when I checked accounts yesterday... Don't take it as an insult.

Shirpya...

I will be back by twilight.

Purushya...