Rang Birangi

"Sir, tea..."

Keep it on the table.

Get the draft on Yamaguchi Company if it is ready.

- Yes? - Is the Japanese contract ready?

"Yes, here it is."

I'll get it approved by sir.

"When you type the final, leave some space between paragraphs."

"Sir, the draft. I'll get the final copy typed once you approve this."

Your tea is getting cold. Shall I pour it?

I'll make it myself.

There seems to be a mistake in the accounts.

The gain should be 330000 instead of 230000.

All right. I'll take a look.

Please check these figures.

I'll be delayed today. An urgent meeting.

"No, I'll be back by 8.30."

"- It's 5 o'clock. - Yes, you may leave."

I'll work a little longer. Ask the peon to stay back.

"- I'll stay back... - No, it's not necessary."

Get up.

- I thought I was stuck today. - Why? - Boss is still working.

- I asked if I must stay. He said... - What?

Why did you have to say that?

These bosses who employ pretty secretaries like you...

They have the wrong intentions.

What? He never even looks up at me!

Never?

Good God! That's even more dangerous.

- Dangerous? - Yes.

I've never seen a man more decent than my boss.

More decent than me?

You are a vagabond!

You forced a simple girl like me to come to Bombay from Delhi.

I asked you to come here not to pick up a job.

Why won't I work? What's education for?

Girls like you are enemy number 1 of the country.

- How come? - You come from a good family.

You work to while time not because you need it.

You snatched the job from one who needed it desperately.

You increased unemployment.

Are you writing a thesis on this subject?

- Thinking about it. Where to? - Home.

"Yes, it's the wedding anniversary of the Banerjees."

I'd forgotten.

We'll buy flowers and sweets on the way.

Flowers and sweets?

I give you a lift everyday. Petrol prices have gone up.

My pocket is empty.

"- Flowers, sweets... - Shut up and hurry."

Sat down?

These are 5... and 5... 10

And 5... 15 Add 5 and it's 20.

35 + 5 = 40.

"- Uncle will say that some days later, isn't it? - Sure."

So many betel leaves?

- Are so many guests expected? - For your aunt.

"When you're married for 40 years, won't you give her a present?"

I'll give her something...

It's our 40th wedding anniversary.

So I'm giving your aunt 40 betel leaves as a gift.

40? Does she like them so much?

Not really. I put her in the habit for my gain.

What do you mean?

"When we got married, your aunt liked reddening her lips."

Close your ears.

- Why? - Close your ears.

Your aunt liked turning her lips red.

So she would use lipstick.

That lipstick irked my lips.

So I trained her to eat betel leaves.

That would turn her lips red and I would stand to gain.

What was the joke? Tell me too.

"Nothing. Listen after we're married, you'll eat betel leaf."

- Why? - Your lips will remain red.

Even a lipstick can paint your lips red.

That's the point!

What are you laughing at?

- Nothing. - Congratulations.

Live long. Sit down.

Sit straight.

Straighten your feet.

Look at how I am respected. She worships me!

Don't be under false notions.

I pray for myself.

- For yourself? - Yes.

So I can adorn my hair with vermilion for 100 years.

Actually I don't photograph well without vermilion.

I think I'll marry her when her hair turns grey.

Your photo will look great with vermilion.

"Mister, don't do that."

"By the time she turns grey, like me you'll be bald."

Quite possible.

We'll marry early.

We must have a great program.

- Sure. - Just a minute.

We'll sing for uncle and aunt.

Why will you sing?

It's our anniversary. We'll sing.

"- Isn't it, dear? - Yes."

Isn't the time of pairs.

And...

Banerjee and Rajlaxmi.

My heart trembles when you blush.

Get the harmonium here.

Today's business meeting was very successful.

I'm confident of getting the Japanese contract.

That's done it.

Why?

When we married 7 years ago...

...you'd make some excuse and run home by 3 or 3.30.

Then you started your own business and returned at 6.

"When it expanded, you'd return by 8 or 9."

"When it grows even more, you'll come home by 10."

That's not how it happens.

Dear...

Have you forgotten Nicky went to her grandma's 3 days ago?

Get up and wash up.

- First give me some tea. - No. Wash and eat dinner.

Get up.

Open the door.

- I'm changing. - I just want the brush and paste.

I said I'm changing.

Stretch your hand and give it. I'll go to Nicky's bathroom.

I've opened the door. Take it yourself.

Shall I ask you something?

Will you recognise my photo if you see it somewhere?

Why? Are you giving a dance program?

I didn't say that. I asked if you saw my photo printed...

Will you recognise it?

What? Won't I recognise you?

- I don't think so. - Why?

"In the morning, before you open your eyes, you see the paper."

You read 3 papers.

You don't leave the paper even on the breakfast table.

And these files at night.

I can't recall when you looked at me.

Do I need eyes to see you?

You need a mind.

- Isn't it? - I'm not separate from you.

What are you doing?

Once I called you at work and you said home talk only at home.

"Similarly, no office work at home."

- Get it? - Okay.

Put this away. After all you're the boss of the house.

"Not just of the house, when you're home, I'm your boss."

I never objected.

Look this way.

- Scratch my back. - No.

Slightly lower...

"I said slightly low, not so low..."

A little to the left...

You're being naughty.

How do I know where you're itching?

How did you know then?

I'm no longer the old Nima.

It's been 7 years since we got married. I am now a mother.

You're a mother but not mine.

- Sir? - How are you?

- Fine. - Where's your master? - He's gone to his office.

- And madam? - She's dancing.

"- Shall I call her? - No, you go. I'll sit here."

- Tea or cold... - Nothing.

Who is it?

I'm your slave.

Brother Ravi! When did you come?

You thought of us after years!

I came at 3 AM.

The plane landed at 3 Cleared customs at 7.

Slept for awhile and came straight to you. - Come...

Sit down.

Looks like Ajay's business is really flourishing.

It's only the business that's flourishing.

- What do you mean? - Nothing.

"- Would you... - No, tell me what it is."

"I said, nothing."

"If it's nothing, why are you sad talking about his business?"

I'm Ajay's best friend.

You address me as your brother.

You have to tell me.

What can I say?

"Since he started his business, he's not worried about the house."

Not of our child or the wife.

Why are you men like this?

"Before marriage, he always wanted me."

"After the business, it's just contracts and files."

Ajay can't be blamed for that.

That's how we Indians are.

We put life in compartments. Like in a train.

Do this before marriage... this after the kids are born...

The train has one guard. Here every compartment has a guard.

"Compared to this, it was better earlier."

There was some meaning in life.

I'd be happy knowing somebody thinks about me.

Life is meaningful.

There's nothing to worry. I know Ajay very well.

Since childhood. Finding a man like him is impossible.

"Rest assured, there's nobody but you in Ajay's heart."

His heart is crushed underneath the files and typewriters.

You don't worry. I'll get it out.

"No, don't tell him anything."