Coffee Bloom

Devanand.

Come here.

What is this?

Coffee plant

and below that?

Earth.

Like the way a plant is connected to earth.

Similarly a Kodava (NATIVES) is connected to their roots

Dev, our land is our identity.

Does this all belong to us?

It belongs to me, your father

after that it is yours.

We serve it, we worship it.

Only then does it yield.

Once you grow up, you will understand.

Don't grow up. Stay my little boy.

Why?

Come here, see this plant.

We will take care of this little coffee plant...

protect it from worms, from the hot sun.

Then it will grow and bear flowers.

We call it the Bloom.

The color of the Bloom decides...

whether the plant will grow coffee.

If the flower turns out to be pink, everything is lost.

So with growing up comes its share of pain.

Not this, I am not liking this..

It's good right?

No, Lets ask Dev, What should we name our house?

Thaa Mane.

Really.

My darling

Dev.

Don't cycle near the well..

You will fall inside.

This time I won't pull your out...

Aaa! Aaaa! Aaa!

Damaged the gate.

Crashed into a bloody tree this time!

Birju (ELEPHANT) has been gate crashing a lot recently.

Lever is damaged.

You should stop drinking sir.

Moron!

I'm talking about the gun.

Here. Oil it.

For now, go see if the fencing is intact!

Hey!

Who's that?

May I help you sir?

Welcome!

Looking for a homestay?

No..I've come from Bangalore..

..Actually my coffee store..

..who-who is your trader?

No one. We are awaiting our first bloom.

I am looking to start my own chain of coffee stores.

Haven't thought about selling it to retailers.

Since when are you in retailing?

By the way, what are current market prices?

You know, we don't have any money left for irrigating.

We've spent everything on processing machinery.

Processing machinery! Yeah!

Hey tell me this.

Instant coffee. Has it affected your business?

S-sir..uh..I-I'll see you later.

We could discuss business.

Later sir.

OK.

Your name?

Dev.

Anand? (LIKE THE FILM STAR?)

Dev!

Its-it's really you!

What are you doing here?

Uh..i-it's a fam-family matter.

You live around here?

No no..uh..I've come from Bangalore-

I'm here to source coffee from some of these estates.

Okay.

I'm in a bit of a hurry. See you.

Dev, wait.

Come to our estate and have a cup of coffee.

You live-you live here?

I thought you were a tourist.

No no me and my husband..

My husband and I..we have an estate and..

We bought it 5 years ago.

Okay. Bye.

Sometime later.

Your fate hangs by a thread.

No one knows how it gets tangled up with other threads.

This thread of yours is kicked around in the field of space and time.

The great samsaric (WORLDLY LIFE) disco is being played now..

.. now..

.. and now.

2 kilos coffee grind please.

Puja (PRAYER) without showering? Not good!

I'm clean on the inside. Unlike you.

You come from earth. You return to earth.

And in between, you are just a speck of dust.

I'm running late. Have to get to work..

Why don't you?

Why does he hate? Caught between pairs of opposites, desiring results-

How much?

2 kilos.

When you dwell upon objects of fancy, attachment.

Did you book your ticket to Coorg?

No.

I'm reading.

I got a notice from the bank. We have defaulted twice.

- The store will be gone... - Someday I will be gone too.

I run the store so that I leave you with something.

Right?

This is why I sold our estate.

With the money we could pay bank instalments, run the house.

But no. You don't want to touch that money.

The store, the estate. What is to be gained by them?

Now you will say the estate was our family heritage.

All our ancestors have their ashes scattered over there.

For a Coorgi, land is God and I don't care for that sentiment. Right?

You think you own something, but it actually owns you.

I have this clarity. When will you get it?

You are right.

Your clarity has not left any places for my ashes.

Because you are unworthy to even scatter my ashes!

Why didn't you show up for dinner yesterday?

Everyone was there.

Would have been a nice change for you.

Who needs change?

I am going to Delhi in the evening. To conduct interviews.

Do something man. Atleast manage the store.

Mom isn't well.

Anything else?

Yes. There's an opening in HR.

I can sneak you in.

Who needs a sneak in?

Thank you. Close the door on your way out.

Okay so go Coorg no?

Why you not go?

I know mom well. She just wants to keep me busy.

Why will Poonacha uncle supply to a small time retailer?

Nothing in it for him.

So you won't go?

Go for her sake.

Dhoni?

Yes! My Dhoni.

That businessman? His name is Dhoni (CRICKET PLAYER)?

His name Rohit.

What am I? His keep.

So he is keeper. Dhoni.

Dark humor. Very good.

Meaning?

You are a nice girl.

How come you got into all this?

Why do you ask? You are save me?

You are save me?

You ought to ask me if-

Yeah tell me. How should I ask?

Get away.

God! Why do you come here?

You come, but you never do me what Dhoni do.

I am a Sannyasi (RENUNCIATE).

It means I have nothing to do with the world..

.. nor the world with me.

Oh? That explains why you didn't get married.

Why you don't work but your mom does.

Why you sold your mom's property without telling her.

I am gone.

Come on.

I don't dance your samsaric disco, okay?

Disco dude, Sannyasi never get angry.

Oh, come on.

Is there ever a valid reason to grieve?

If there indeed is, then there is no way out.

And if there isn't a valid reason to grieve, then why do we grieve at all?

You grieve for that which isn't worth grieving over.

Mom?

Death?

Is death not worth the trouble?

No. Not even death.

Like everything in this world,

death is not real.

Where are you going to do the rites?

In Coorg.

Amma had asked me to meet Poonacha uncle.

I brushed her off.

Fought with her.

Hello Ganesh, do you remember Siddanagar, Biddanda estate?

I was the one who sold it..

..No, not Singh..Dev Anand Cariappa..

..no just like that..

Okay.

Thank you.

They sold it to some Singh who sold it to someone else.

After I finish her rites, I will source coffee for the store

from Biddanda,

which was our estate.

Here.

I miss my mother.

My mom..