K-Ramp (K-ర్యాంప్‌)

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

What's up Varma sir?

Are those supplementary papers?

How many have taken them?

Only one person!

Even a whole textbook wouldn’t have these many pages!

Just five questions, how much could he even write?

Normally, I’d just toss it aside.

I also became curious to see what he had written.

Hearing you, I’m also interested. My work’s done. Can I join?

Sure, join in.

Salutations, sir.

Cute boy!

Sir, students usually start with formulas,

but he began with pleasantries.

This bundle may look impressive,

but I know I won’t score even a single mark.

Please don’t rip my bundle.

Let me clear the exam.

-Who is he to threaten me? -Sir, it must have been a request.

If the notice board shows me as failed, you’ll get my suicide letter

from this room holding you responsible.

-Oh God! Who’s this guy? -Sir… sir… sir…

If we keep these papers away, he will harm himself, we’ll be blamed.

Reading is the best solution, sir. Please read them.

Talking about myself feels like bragging.

Since my dad has already written me off,

whatever he says must be right.

You gave me life, but never cared to know who I am.

And the one I married didn’t even try.

Whereas my son, the one who shared my blood, is nothing but trouble.

Please sit down.

What is this!

You sent a message on Instagram asking me to come urgently?

You keep performing remedies,

but his condition is getting worse day by day.

-What happened? -What more could I have possibly done?

I bought him a car worth crores when asked.

But do you know where he’s roaming now?

People like us visit a classy bar or pub.

But look at where he went.

How does it matter where he drives the car?

He wrote ‘dad’s Gift’ on the car you bought him, didn’t he?

Nonsense!

-He’s written our surname. -Oh, your surname!

"Abba" means Dad, "Varam" means gift, together it's Abbavaram!

I worked so hard to buy him branded clothes,

look at our Abbavaram here!

Play the song.

-He’s becoming a petty guy, day by day. -True, man!

Flapdoodle, bum-bee!

Sir, what’s happened to this generation?

His parents gave him everything

But why are people like him throwing away their dignity?

I don’t understand why people like him even exist.

Did I ask anyone to give me this life, sir?

How's he suddenly live now?

I couldn’t answer your doubts from there, sir.

That’s why I showed up in person.

Someone born middle-class dreams of living rich,

going to rich places,

wearing rich clothes, and driving rich cars.

Leaving all that aside, why are you wandering around like a vagabond?

Those who have nothing still dream big.

With everything at my disposal, I have my own wishes, sir.

I want to walk the streets, wear a lungi, drink cheap booze,

and dance like crazy to mass songs.

Why not? It sounds fine from his perspective.

But from his father's point of view, it looks painful.

So, did you become like this recently? Or were you born this way?

No, sir, I’ve always been like this since childhood.

My dad loved me immensely.

He’d serve me all kinds of dishes on the table,

but I’d only want a pickle.

And that’s something he didn’t like.

It tastes good.

Sir, my father told me to study well to have a bright future.

What’s this? What are these marks?

How many times must I tell you?

If you study well, you’ll live in such big houses.

If not, you’ll end up like me, just another worker.

That’s when I realized, sir.

My dad has already set my future bright.

So what’s the point in studying hard for another one?

Since then, whenever I do something foolish, my dad tells my mom,

"If you were still alive, he’d never have turned out like this."

-My dad talks to God -Oh Lord Kalabhairava!

If his mom had been alive, he wouldn't have turned out like this.

When even that didn’t work,

he sought advice from a priest who trusted in God.

He gave a really terrible idea.

Sir, the northeast direction has become heavy for our boy.

We should shift to a new place.

Yes! I was wondering the same.

I’ll send him

-to my brother-in-law in Kerala. -Do that, sir.

The planets’ influence on him will fade,

and he’ll change.

Believe me!

-But he refuses to go, sir. -Why?

-Why else? I need to stay back and study. -Bullshit!

What did you even study here?

Anyway, EAMCET’s coming up. Get a better rank and show me.

I only managed 40% because I cheated in tenth grade,

and you bribed the invigilators in intermediate.

Now you're talking about EAMCET? No way!

40 percent? That's not even half of what my son scored.

-Your son isn't just as rich. -You keep quite.

Hey, instead of making jokes about his marks, go mind your lunch duty!

Okay then…

It's Hyderabad if you pass EAMCET. Otherwise, it's Kerala.

So, I began studying as he wished.

I don’t know who writes these!

They don’t even have the basic sense to make it

easy for people like us who struggle with studies.

Before I could grasp anything, it was all over.

After that, I was done for.

By the time I woke up in the morning,

it was already time for the exam.

You know how my Dad reacted, sir?

If his mother were alive, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Since I skipped the exam, my dad decided to send me off to Kerala.

I said I’d go only if my friend came along.

-His surname is Bokka and his name is… -Bokka?

Hey, Ananya!

Hey! I'm a guy! I'm a guy! Keep it down and drink.

Are you guys so desperate!

Isn't aunty home? Drink up, you--

Hey! Where's he, dude?

Hey! He’ll be at least 30 minutes late, no matter what time he promises.

Doesn’t he? Wait, I’ll call him and find out.

-What's up, dude? -Where are you, man?

-I'm swimming, dude. -Hey! Why, man?

-I told you there’s a party, man. -I’m usually the one who throws the party.

Why throw one for me?

Oh, that? There's an unlucky friend of ours, man.

He’s so unlucky, he skipped EAMCET exam drunk.

Poor guy, we all have college seats and moved on,

so we are throwing a small party since he couldn’t join us.

Okay, dude! I'll be there.

-Hey! Did you feel bad, dude? -It's okay, man.

Those who passed can be that witty. Order two beers, man.

-Hey! Come here. -Where's your phone, man?

-Hey! It's my father's phone, dude. -Oh, okay, okay, man. Got it!

-Hello! -Bokka, where are you?

Dad, I came to the temple for blessings since results are out today.

-Brother, how many beers do you want? -Hey! Shh. Tell him, guys.

-Who's that, son? -It's…Dad…

The priest was asking if the Teertham was enough.

-Hoping you'd score well… -Oh! Really?

-I came to the same temple. -What? This temple?

Ask the priest to send me some prasadam too.

-Where? -To next table!

Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!

I made a fool of him in front of his dad,

just so he wouldn’t join me in Kerala.

Yet, my stubborn Dad

made the priest sit with me and talk me out of it.

Come, son, priest wants to talk to you.

-How are the planets doing now, priest? -They're good, son.

So, son, you didn't take the EAMCET exam?

I passed out from drinking.

Silly! How can you say that?

What did Lord Krishna say in Gita?

That’s why you’re here, right? You tell me.

He told us to try without expecting the outcome.

Why try when you already know the outcome?

Hey, move along, sir.

No planet can change him.

Are you okay?

Looks like his planet isn't doing well.

Hey! Welcome Bokka!

Hey, Ananya!

What's that bandage?

A mad dog…bit me, uncle!

What's this, sir? My son was drinking at the bar yesterday.

-Your son is responsible for that. -Yeah! It's me.

Your son’s friendship cost my boy his rank and his happiness.

Stupid friendship. I'm here to cut it off.

-Come, son. -Hey! Bokka.

I secured seats for both our kids by paying a donation in Kerala.

If you agree, I shall bear the rest of the four years' expenses as well.

-We'll send them to Cochin. -Don't agree with him, Dad.

-This seems like a scam. -Hey! Wait, you idiot!

Okay!

Bloody, so long as you're paying, why do I bother?

Send him not just to Kerala, but to California if you want.

Get lost, you wastrel!

Ananya's Kerala journey got confirmed because of his greedy father.

Since he’s used to being with me, I had to go to Kerala anyway.

Well, for a drink, what’s a state’s border?

We went ahead anyway.

Say Kerala, the first thing that comes to mind is

"Aromale!"

-Hey! Nephew… -Hey, Uncle!

-This is your stay, son. -Super!

-Where's the bar, uncle? -Upstairs, beside the bedroom.

-Why don't you stay with us, son? -They're bachelors, dear!

-They will need some privacy. -You…

-You come! -Have drinks or whatever you want…