Alinagarer Golokdhadha

All are on their way to decay

On horses, on elephants or on foot

Or on a chariot decked with flowers

All are on their way to decay

So,whatever is old and dilapidated,sell it off, sell it off, sell it off.

Sell it off, sell it off, sell it off.

This evening lamp… sell it off.

The evening lamp which used to light up this mansion…

The zamindar saw his wife for the first time in the light of this lamp.

Who will take this lamp home ?

Who wants to name a price for it?

Please speak up.

11 !

Neat is a smart fellow.

He has quoted Rs. 11,000 for this lamp.

Not Rs. 11,000.

I said Rs. 11.

The zamindar’s lamp only for Rs. 11?

Is there anyone else who wants to quote a price for this?

Going for 11, once… Going for 11, twice…

Going for 11, thrice!

Sir?

Sell it off… Sell it off.

Sell it off, sell it off.

Netai, come and take it.

This evening lamp is sold for only Rs. 11.

Give me the money.

Congratulations, Netai, for buying this beautiful lamp for Rs. 11!

The one whose ancestors would wash their mouths with expensive alcohol…

He is now drinking hooch and saying,

“Sell it off”.

The condition of the last heir of this zamindar family is similar to this statue here.

Time is a cruel taskmaster.

Shut up, you idiot!

Hey, bring the Rs. 11 here.

Here, take this money.

Bring him some snacks to go with the hooch.

The next item is the sword.

The sword!

The sword!

This is the sword that the zamindars used to subdue lions, british and pirates…

Who is the brave soul here who can carry the weight of this sword?

-Is there no one ? -There is no one…

Manda, aren’t you part of the theatre group?

Then, I’m sure you’ll need it for your play.

You take it.

This is too heavy, sir.

The play will be over by the time I can lift it.

The play won’t be over.

It’ll be respected more because of this sword.

Give me Rs. 100 for it.

The play will be over by the time I can lift it.

No, no, I don’t want it…

Rs. 1000!

Rs. 1000!

Haven’t had any whiskey in such a long time…

Hello.

Somnath tell me.

Yeah, I’m good.

How are you?

How is Kusum?

Take care of her.

Go ahead…

What?

Hello, Murshidabad electricity Board.

Due to technical faults,there will be no power supply for the next three day.

We are sorry…

Oh, it’s you…

You didn’t even come for aunt’s funeral.

You’re too busy…

Don’t tell me.

I prayed to Goddess Kali and now they are gone.

There’s major cable fault underground.

It’ll take at least three days to fix it.

There’ll be a power cut all over Balrampur.

You want to come now ?

Okay, come.

What is it ?

What is the matter?

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Manasa

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Manasa

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Lord Shiva

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Manasa

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to the Mother Goddess

Praises to Manasa

Hello, sir. My name is Amirchand Mittal.

We offer our prayers to the Goddess Kali

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Manasa

I can’t do it.

My last offer is 10 lakhs.

Take another week’s time.

Think about it.

We offer our prayers to Manasa

Praises to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Manasa

We offer our prayers to Lord Shiva

Hey, let’s go.

Turn the car around.

Bloody Manasa!

Sir, please trust me.

No matter how influential Amirchand Mittal is , I’ll catch him for sure.

And with all the evidence!

I have information that he has come here in search of a historical treasure.

He’ll try to smuggle it out of the country.

Sir, but…

Sir please try to understand.

As an officer how can I support this?

We have a nominal morality…

Sir, I can understand the position you’re in.

But please think about it.

How can we let go of a smuggler like Amirchand Mittal?

Hello.

Bloody CID!

Stop right there!

“Don’t go away, my love…

“I’m going the same way too…”

Don’t shoot!

The city streets hide secrets in it’s heart

Impatient time silently looking for the answers

Hiding quietly in the crowds is the treasure of royals

The weary traveller comes home to his roots

This is how history is painted

Completely destroyed

The chandelier is rusted, broken walls guard the memories

The birds are trapped in black and white

Forgotten roads and forgotten titles

The magic of the 20th century has worn out

All the history is erased

All is destroyed

The dirt road parts the green grass

The radio sings no more

In search of an unfinished puzzle

In search of an exciting adventure

In search of justice

History is destroyed

THE MAZE OF ALINAGAR

The river flows

Through Chitpur

She flows through Kolkata

The tide turns at the end of the day

The businessman’s son avoids Balurghat

The boat finally reaches Kalighat

In the words of the famous poet Mukunda Ram

this is the course of the Baghirathi river.

The three villages, Sutanuti, Gobindopur and Kolkata came together…

…to form Kolkata as we know it. And we need to know it better.

Sure.

After Aurangazeb’s death,

Kolkata’s boundary extended till…

Till Bhagirathi in the West.

Till Sutanuti in the North.

On the East, there were wetlands and the canal.

And Gobindopur in the South.

The East India Company made this their business colony.

Where did Sutanuti get it’s name from?

Suta means thread in Bengali… From there.

This is where the weavers used to live.

After the Saraswati river dried up, the weavers shifted here from Saptagram.

This used to be Gobindopur.

Can you imagine, Dristi, there used to be a dense forest here?

And just a few cottages.

The air and water weren’t very good.

There would be epidemics all the time.

So, that’s why it’s called the “dying Gobindopur”.

Correct! This entire Fort William area used to be Gobindopur village.

When Siraj-ud-Daulah attacked Kolkata in 1756…

He destroyed the old fort of the British.

Poor Brits! They didn’t have good quality cement.

The fort would have been still here today.

If you’re not serious about this,I won’t talk anymore.

I just wanted a commercial break…

Please, take your break…

Hey, why are you getting angry?

Just bunk it…

Okay, please finish your story.

Okay.

After Siraj’s death, Lord Clive built the second British Fort.

That forced the residents to move to Sutanuti.

This was around…

Please stop… Let it go please…

Please…

You have no patience…

What’s your problem?

This chandelier that shines as bright as the day

The dancer… Many famous dancers have performed under these chandeliers…

This chandelier ruined the ancestors…

Gopal,were the masters of this house very decadent?

Decadence is an understatement.

They would spend lakhs of rupees on the weddings of their pets.

And every evening they would dress up…

Take their cars out and go to…You know where…

Sakshi Gopal?

Why have you stopped cleaning?

Hey, Bristi!