Evvarikee Cheppoddu (ఎవ్వరికి చెప్పొద్దూ)

Visakhapatnam District

We always talk about love.

That love is powerful and no problems exist where there is love.

But love has a problem in our society.

We never talk about it.

So it has become an outdated habit.

Since we never talk about it, let's do it now.

That problem is caste.

We call it caste.

I'm not sure how people get habituated to it.

But this is how Durga Prasad got used to it.

The kid here is Durga Prasad.

I am looking into it, right?

These papers prepared by Bhupathi are flawed.

Get them surveyed again.

Sir, the survey will be done correctly only in your presence.

Hmm. You go ahead. I will come.

Okay.

-See you, sir. -Hmm.

Dad.

I want to become like you after growing up.

People should treat me like they treat you.

Everyone should listen to me.

They are our people.

We need to have a good name among them.

Only then they'll listen.

By "our people" you mean... the people of our caste, right?

-Chinni. -Yes.

We have to be strong.

We should be strict in matters about caste.

Then, our people will respect us and listen to us.

Hmm.

That's how he instilled casteism into his son from childhood.

I am going out.

I will send the car, go to the hospital.

Durga.

Come here.

Durga.

You should always be happy.

Only courage and good character can keep someone happy.

Everyone should be happy with us.

We should try and do whatever we can to achieve that.

But it is wrong even to think that everyone should listen to us.

"Our caste, our people."

That feeling creates cowardice in us without our knowledge.

It corrupts our character and kills humanity.

It will leave us unhappy.

Okay, Mom.

Give me some money. I will have a soda.

Durga Prasad grew up.

His caste feeling also spread like a disease in him.

On top of that, his sister eloped with a man from another caste.

It was a disgraceful situation.

That affected his father a lot.

He became really strict about caste ever since that incident.

Caste became his first priority.

The people he meets and the work he does...

Everyone including his office peon to the paper boy, they belong to his caste.

Even the tea stall that he visits belongs to the same caste.

Caste is the basis for everything and any decision he takes.

He created an artificial world and reputation around him.

He got married and had a daughter.

Harathi.

She looks exactly like your sister.

That struck fear into his heart.

What if Harathi falls in love with a guy from a different caste?

Harathi enjoys her freedom.

She does mischievous things too.

Durga Prasad's fear grew when Harathi started high school.

He immediately changed her school.

He brainwashed her before sending to the new school.

You should go around only with our people from now on.

Make friends only with our people.

Got it?

Okay, Dad.

What?

Why is Dad doing this?

I lost all my friends.

What if I can't find such good friends again?

Dad isn't a good man.

Harathi lost her freedom and happiness too.

Durga Prasad was a loving father.

My dad looks after me very well.

He gives me a lot of gifts.

My dad is really great. He's a very good man.

My dad is even better.

Stay away from others.

-Do not mingle with them or talk to them. -That's not possible, Dad.

It is better to be careful now instead of regretting it later.

What is wrong with me?

Why can't I question him about making friends of my choice?

Dad is a nice person.

But he is very particular about caste.

So, I will not give him a chance to complain in that matter.

I just wish for one thing.

Someone good should come into my life.

-Dad. -Hmm.

Because this is important to you, I promise you...

I will do as you wish.

Every decision of my life is yours.

You won't face any problems because of me.

Durga Prasad was relieved after hearing this.

Harathi was happy minding her own business.

This is Harathi's aunt, Sita.

And her husband, Srinu.

They are more involved in Harathi's life than her own parents.

They spend more time here than at their own house.

Sister! Harathi has a flaw in her stars concerning her marriage.

It will be an arranged marriage, but there is a problem.

I got her horoscope checked when she was a kid.

She still has that flaw in her stars.

That's right. You are that flaw.

Hari. He likes his life to be thrilling and interesting.

He always likes to do new things. And he is mischievous.

His mother has a weakness for offering prayers for everything.

Hari finds it boring and annoying.

Hari was obsessed about kissing, even when he was a kid.

I can't remember Newton's third law.

-I will help you, no problem. -Okay.

Sneha, shall we kiss?

I will get back to you.

Math teacher is asking for you.

You too.

The girl hit me When I asked for a kiss

Newton's third law, right?

I love Hari. From Priya.

With Smile.

Priya!

What is this?

This is Newton's third law.

Since his father worked for the central government,

they moved to many places and finally settled in Srikalahasti.

Why don't you study instead of working on useless things?

Cheers to the song of our eyes Cheers to the melody of our hearts

His obsession with kissing grew.

Hari also grew up.

He works as a sales manager in a car showroom.

But he goes to office occasionally, like a guest.

He has some friends. This is Babji.

This is Anil.

You are not coming to the showroom even today?

It's Friday. I said we'd go to the movies.

Yesterday was Thursday, and you wanted to go to the temple to watch girls.

That was for you.

What about Wednesday, Tuesday and Monday?

I wasn't in a good mood on Monday.

So we went for a long drive on Tuesday, and I got sick on Wednesday.

Let's go to the movies first.

Then we'll go to the showroom if we have any time left.

You can go to the movies. I have two insurance files pending.

You are sincere and we are not?

If we are bad, you should be bad.

Bring those keys, clean them and give it to me.

Will you come to the movies if I do it?

Why did you take this job if you do not like it?

The job is good, but the customers irritate me.

But we still have to smile at them and act obediently to make a sale.

That's what the job is about, dude.

Hey! People are fools.

We should treat them like fools.

One shouldn't be nice as you.

But I miss them sometimes.

That's when I go to the showroom.

Let's take the car to my parents' house first.

What are the features of this low-end model?

The overall performance is good.

But low-end cars are for those with a middle-class mindset.

Sir, tell me one thing.

Was yours love marriage or arranged?

The drive with your dream girl should be like

the future you planned for her before proposing to her.

You shouldn't take that drive in this car.

Then?

Super pick-up.

Was yours love marriage or arranged?

You must've been thrilled about your arranged marriage.

You should feel the same thrill when you buy your first car.

Try to think like an adventurer.

Super pick-up.

This is the only car for your wife.

Hey! What will you tell a person who loves one girl and marries another?

I'll ask him to pay for this car and take that car.

Sita discussed Harathi's horoscopic flaw with a priest.

Let's send her to Neelima's house in Kalahasti to attend a ritual.

She won't listen to me.

You should talk to her.

Rituals can't help her if her parenting is bad.

I trust my parenting.

There's nothing wrong in performing a ritual.

Okay, I will tell her.

Look. This is Vandana's picture.

Think about it and let me know.

How many times should I tell you? I don't like any of them.

Don't irritate me with proposals from your relatives.

She doesn't look like a girl. She looks like a decorated idol.

How can I marry her?

You don't like girls outside our relatives.

You don't like our relatives.

You didn't want to go to a marriage bureau too.

What should we do?