Ghulam Begum Badshah

Gopal, I hope you win the polo match this time.

Pratap, your victory is my victory.

But victory in words in no fun. Let's lay a bet of Rs. 1000.

Rs. 1000? ! - Yes.

Sir, play. - Blind, Rs. 100.

My luck is bad. - Blind, Rs. 100.

200. - 200, blind.

I will see my cards. - Be more generous.

Gopal, Pratap, your case is different. I play just for fun.

Yes, that's true. We have gambling in our blood.

You lay bets on the sun and rain, and gambling is your life.

Uncle, you have come.

As much as food and water is necessary for us. .

so is gambling. - And then, even life is a gamble.

We are Thakurs.

If we don't gamble, how will we make our ancestors proud?

Okay, now play. - Rs.400 blind.

I will see my cards. Why fight with a friend?

I come, 800. - 800?

400 blind. - Think of your family.

You have to get married, get your sister married.

Long live my friend !

I have taken so much money before, I'll take some more.

As much as you like. Show. - Show?

Ace colour. - What do you have with ace?

Queen. - You lose, I win. I have king.

It's time to have some drinks now. Hey you !

Yes sir? - Get six glasses and a bottle.

Yes sir.

Gopal, there is a ram fight tomorrow, don't forget.

Gopal, what's the bet? - White one Rs. 100.

My brave black will crush your white coward today!

Even my white ram, is no less. Accept the bet?

Yes.

Gopal, you can increase the amount of bet if you wish.

Rs. 1000. - Agreed.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Shalu.

Shalu will win ! - Moti will win !

Bet? - Bet.

Shalu, buck up!

Come on, buck up! Buck up!

Come on, Shalu !

Where are you going? Pay Rs. 1000.

This over my friend.

Our street cock are better than you ram.

Atleast they out up a fight. We've been disgraced.

Laxmi, as it is, I lost. You are rubbing salt in my wounds?

No, why will I waste salt?

But before the competition, you should have. .

. . left your ram in our home.

If he was well fed, he would atleast not bring us shame.

Hey babe! making fun of my friend?

Then should I garland him?

Chaudhary's daughter talks too much !

Losing and winning is a part of the game.

Whether I win, or he loses, it makes no difference.

You pinched Rs. 1000 out of him, and his ram was also injured.

And you say it makes no difference?

Hey girl. . - Forget it! I don't mind her words.

Oh yes, why will you?

Brothers, all of you will dine at my home to celebrate my victory.

Bring it here. Fast.

Hurry! - Get sweets.

Here are the sweets. - Take it.

I won't eat, I have a cold.

Wow! Wow!

The sweet dish is yummy! - Uncle, you put my dinner to shame.

Why? - The sweet dish came from Gopal's home

Pratap, what difference does it make?

Salt from your home, sweet from mine.

Yes, salt from my home, sweet from yours.

What are you doing ! - Combing your hair.

Take, buttermilk for you. - For me?

And for sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law. . Sorry. - Keep it! Comb my hair.

Is it okay? - It's good.

Where did the money come from? - The postman brought my pension.

Hello Chaudhary. - Hello Hanuman.

You look very happy today. - This moment is very auspicious.

Whoever steps in this moment, his life is made.

I understand. It's the first.

You have come to pinch money out of me.

Don't you feel ashamed?

The family you have given your daughter into. . .

. .you take money from them?

It's an old tradition. Even my father-in-law used to live off me.

In the last few days, luck didn't favor me. I didn't win at all.

But now I have seen a dream that on the next day of Durga festival. .

. .whatever money I stake, I'll make ten times more.

So give me Rs. 50, I'll return it in the evening.

Hanuman, even if you beg at my feet, I won't give you a penny today.

Brother, I know you have an acid tongue, but you are soft hearted.

But my soft heart won't melt for you today.

Hanuman, you imitate Gopal Thakur and Pratap Thakur.

One has 100 acres of land, the other has 1000 acres of land. .

whereas you have nothing. - I was requesting. .

Don't talk nonsense! - Don't insult my father like that.

Then how should I insult him?

Father, he is my father-in-law. Leave his insult to me.

Great! Both father and son are talking the same language today.

Look Hanuman, if you talk too much, I'll send your. .

. .daughter back home. - Yes.

Don't do that. I removed her from home with great difficulty.

Now you want to send her back?

God bless my son-in-law who cannot even breathe without her.

Right, son? - Only if she lets me breathe.

You two decide among yourselves, I'll deposit the. .

. . pension in the bank. - Yes.

Where are you going? Treat me as your bank.

Uncle, have buttermilk. - Buttermilk!

Do you have poison at home? - Yes.

Mix it in this buttermilk. - Why father?

Why live in a world where your relatives don't help you?

What bad times have come!

I have to beg before others despite having family.

I would have made a little money.

But it is not right to take money from your daughter's father-in-law.

This is not right. - This is not right.

But to gamble is my duty. Even if I borrow, I will play!

When? Go now! Cards are being played at the Thakur's home.

Someone's getting three threes. - Threes.

Someone's getting three sixes. - Sixes.

Someone's getting one, two, and three.

One, two, three. - One, two, three. - One, two, three. One, two, three.

What a smart way to make him leave!

Ram! - Coming brother.

Come dear. - What is it, brother?

I am a little busy today.

Could you distribute flowers in our community today?

But I have to go to college. My studies will get disturbed.

Yes, even your college is important. Doesn't matter.

Brother, no big deal if we don't distribute flowers. .

in our community for a day. - You spoke like a fool.

I don't sell flowers. I only distribute happiness.

If the women won't wear flowers today, won't it be a disgrace to us?

Brother, did you take offence?

Can one take offence of his darling brother.

Then shall I go? - Go.

Take this. Bye. - Bye.

Pratap Thakur.

Come Kesar. You've come after many days.

I'm busy with my studies.

Brother has sent a message. - Tell me.

The collection for Durga festival has not been good this year.

Brother has said, this time, Rs. 500 won't do, . .

. .you'll have to donate Rs. 1000

We must not lose face.

Is that all? Sit down. Will you take something?

No Thakur, thank you.

Wonder if our water is bitter. You always refuse.

No, it's nothing like that. I'll leave.

I have everything in the world, except Kesar.

Welcome Gopal ! Manager, come later.

Have you taken a bath on today's festival day?

I have no dearth of water in my home. I bathe everyday.

Even bathing in the holy Ganga will not clean the heart.

Gopal, the world is craves for opulence. Are you jealous?

Let's go and seek the Goddesses' blessing.

Will your sister, Kesar dance outside the temple this year or not?

''Glory to Mother Durga ! ''

''Glory to Mother Kali ! ''

Glory to Mother Durga !

''Glory to Mother Kali ! ''

''Glory to Mother Durga ! ''

''Glory to Mother Kali ! ''

''Glory to Mother Durga ! ''

''Glory to Mother Kali ! ''

Brothers, at whose mansion will Mother's palanquin stop this time?

Like always, even this year, Mother's palanquin will stop at my mansion.

Why should it be so every year?

Mother's palanquin will come to my mansion this year.

No, my mansion ! - Being good friends, why do you fight?

Like the village brave boy is chosen every year. .

whoever wins the stick fight, Mother's palanquin. .

. .will go to his mansion.

So, who is ready to fight?

I am one man in this village. - Even I am not a maiden !

So shall we start? - But remember one thing, children.

The one who applies vermilion on the other's head five times, . .

. . he will win.

This will be fun ! One dove fighting another!

Hey girl ! you talk too much.

Can't help it, it's a habit. God made me that way.

But Gopal Thakur, do defeat Pratap Thakur today.

I'll defeat him today.

First let's see if you can fight.

Women have a habit of making men fight. .

. .and watching the fun from a distance.

She talks too much.

He did it once!

Come on.

Hey, they really started fighting ! - Yes.

This is not a real fight.

You are both equally good.

When the stick hit Laxmi, my heart was hurt.

She came in between.

If someone puts her hand in fire, it will get burnt.

It's not that. Why hide my heart's feelings from a friend?

When I see Laxmi, my heart fluters.