Bhed Bhav

India is a prosperous and green country.

Undoubtedly the soil of this land

is considered blessed and sacred.

But despite that some people

in this country bearing grudges

have broken its rules and broken its heart.

It is mutual difference, racism and discrimination.

Not only that. They inculcated the seeds of this hatred

in tiny innocent hearts.

Come. We shall take you to a village where the young and the old

are victims of discrimination.

Why are you laughing?

My Barbie doll will marry your Ken doll.

No! Your Barbie doll will marry my doll.

No. She will marry my doll!

- Will you marry him? - Yes, I will.

- How will you do it? - Give my doll to me.

You scoundrel!

Why are you crying, young Thakur?

Pooja isn't getting her doll married to my doll.

She is getting her married to Kishan's doll.

You should snatch what you cannot

get in a civil manner, young Thakur.

I was snatching it when Kishan beat me.

What? He dared to do that?

Anyway, never mind that.

I shall get Pooja betrothed to you.

Shamsher Singh, look at that.

Shamsher Singh

you are very devious and competent player of chess.

You haven't left any avenue open for me.

Pratap Singh.

If you wish the avenue

could open up for you forever.

How's that?

Hereafter you associate your pawn with my queen.

You mean...

- Matadin. - Yes, sir.

I am going to drop off my girl at the hostel in the city.

I will return in the evening.

Thakur, after you drop your girl to the hostel

bring the King back from brother's house.

It has been many days since we met him.

Yes, of course.

I will surely return by evening.

Take care of the house. We're leaving.

- Very well, Thakur. - Let's go, dear.

- Father, where is Pooja going? - To study in the city.

I want to go as well.

Come on, my dear. Get it.

Go. Very good! Get in.

Study well. You must stand first.

Bye, Kishan. I am leaving.

Pooja! Pooja! Pooja!

What are you doing? Get up.

- Let me go. - Get up.

- Don't be stubborn. - Let go.

- Don't be stubborn. - Pooja!

Stop!

- Pooja! - Stop! Kishan! Stop!

Kishan!

Why aren't you eating your food?

Eat, my child. Eat.

Why are you crying? Look at this.

Look. I prepared lentil soup with tamarind in it.

No! I want to go to study with Pooja.

Why do you have dreams which can't be fulfilled?

You were born in a dark and dingy hut

not in a bright and dazzling palace.

The sun rises out of the dark, Matadin.

You must give him an education if he wishes to study.

I shall bear the cost.

Pooja.

There is every chance you will fail this year.

Why? Why would I fail?

Oh! You are all set to fight with me.

Let my enemies fail.

- My papers went very well. - That's what I wanted to know.

I see. So this time Kishan is going to do nothing but play the flute.

Never mind the flute.

Shall we attend to my hunger first, Pooja?

Let's go.

You take a seat. I'll be back.

Hey, Romeo!

Hey!

Those grapes are sour.

Rascal! You're playing gooseberry.

Okay. I am going.

May God give your eyes the power of endurance, child!

Wonder why people come to trouble you.

Waiter!

Two sandwiches.

Scoundrel.

Why are you determined to shatter my castle of love?

She was going to fall for me any minute.

I have been hearing that for the past two years.

Two years?

To hell with two years.

I shall pick her up in two days, buddy.

I shall see you again two years from now.

Do you truly love Salma?

I love her more than you could ever love anyone.

I see.

I could get her married to you easily if you like.

- Where were you until now? - I was right here.

Hey, mother's pet.

Show your face to your father as well.

You nincompoop, she is a Muslim girl and you are a Hindu.

Will your father allow it?

What is the matter, Pooja?

Why did you call me here so late at night?

Your humor has ruined my night's sleep, Kishan.

Even we are traveling on a boat

which is oared by contractors of racism.

You are telling me that your family

will drown the boat of our love

in the middle of the ocean.

Yes, Kishan. I am so deep in love with you

it is impossible for me to retreat.

But the wall of Thakur Pratap

Singh's pride will stand between us.

Every person has pride, Pooja.

Even love has pride

which would stand up to anything.

Only the intention of the lovers is pure.

Thakurs don't change their

intentions, Thakur Shamsher Singh.

The whole village knows that

Thakur Shamsher Singh's son,

and Thakur Pratap Singh's future son-in-law

is womanizer.

That is a centuries old tradition, Pratap Singh.

What good is a Thakur who does not indulge in philandering?

Fooling around is a Thakur's birthright.

Fooling around is not womanizing, Thakur.

Sir, junior Thakur only likes to flirt like Lord Krishna,

but his intention is good.

Manager! I know you only too well.

Why wouldn't you know me, sir?

I have been working for both of you for years.

Shamsher Singh, I wish to tell you for the last time.

Manohar should stop this tomfoolery

before Pooja finds out about it.

"I want to be so proud of your love"

"that you consume alcohol but I become high."

"I am from Bareilly. My look is distinctive."

"Don't leave me, Lord."

"Stay this night with me."

"Stay this night with me."

"I am from Bareilly."

"I am a tippler. You are a lush."

"My cheeks are a pretty pink."

"Looking into my attractive eyes

could crumble the best of intentions."

"Looking into my attractive eyes

could crumble the best of intentions."

"Keep accepting drinks from me, Lord."

"Stay this night with me."

"Stay this night with me."

"I am from Bareilly."

"He grabs my hand and looks into my eyes."

"The moon smiles inside the veil."

"Bangles clink and the anklets jingle

when you take me in your arms, sweetheart."

"Bangles clink and the anklets jingle

when you take me in your arms, sweetheart."

"Don't give me a jerk and leave, Lord."

"Stay this night with me."

"Stay this night with me."

"I am from Bareilly."

"When my veil slips..."

"It created an outcry in the neighborhood."

"My lover boy demands my youth from me."

"For which he put a ring on my finger."

"My lover boy demands my youth from me."

"For which he put a ring on my finger."

"Don't break my heart and leave, Lord."

"Stay this night with me."

"Stay this night with me."

"I am from Bareilly."

"My look is distinctive."

"Don't leave me, Lord."

"Stay this night with me."

"Stay this night with me."

Welcome, Totaram! Welcome, Manager Totaram.

It appears as though even you are crazy about this gal.

Young Thakur, I came here but

you are already here before me.

Totaram has grown old over here, Lord.

What can I say, Lord? Just to serve Thakurs like you

I am tired of attitude from girls like her.

Manager, I hear you have become very clever these days.

I get it, young Thakur. I get it!

"Stay this night with me, Lord."

Why have you become your own foe?

What is troubling you so much

causing you to consume this poison?

My love is the source of my sorrow.

I have made pain a part of my life.

I was living with the hatred of the world.