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[Breathing heavily]

Have your thoughts ever
haunted you when you were alone?

Have you ever tried to run
away from your thoughts?

Why do we run away from society?

We have pledged our birth, childhood,
youth, and whole life to this society.

and are living by the
whims of this very society

What if we abandon this society built by
these idiots and make our own decisions?

[What will people say?]

Good morning sir.

Hey!

Hey! Come in.

What’s up?

Someone’s looking good.

Look who's talking.

So, you asked for me?

Yeah. So what are you doing?

Nothing. I was going
to get some coffee.

Do you want to join?

So, we received last
quarter’s reports yesterday.

And I was talking to Toronto
about your Horizon account handling.

Okay?

They think you can do
better with your performance.

Hey, look. No one doubts
your capabilities here.

We know that you are
an asset to the company.

You stay back here
and push your team.

I will talk to them.

But Toronto doesn’t
look possible now.

I am really sorry.

I know how badly
you wanted this.

But, Siddharth.

Hey! Come on.

I… I totally understand.

Are you sure you don’t want some coffee?

I am good.

Siddharth.

Please concentrate on your performance.

Yeah.

Don’t worry about this internship.

You will be done with it in no time.

There is a crazy party tomorrow.

Party?
Yeah. What’s your plan?

Nothing really. Can I also join?

Shh… Don’t tell anyone.
Why?

I am going with my friends
from outside this office.

If anyone in this messed
up office gets to know

then they will gossip unnecessarily
that you and I have something going.

I don’t want all that.

Oh, one can have affairs in this office?

Not one. Many.

Come here.

But no one should know.

Do you see that girl?
Hey, don’t turn suddenly.

Sorry, sorry

She will walk toward someone.

Are they whispering in their ears?

Hmmm…

Did she giggle?
Yeah!

Are they both walking away?

Yeah!

That’s all.

Hey, who is he? He is always alone.

Who?

Him? Why?

Nothing. He is always by
himself. He doesn’t talk to anyone.

And he is so cute and manly!

Hey! Have you lost it?

Couldn’t you find anyone
sane in your college?

Just finish your internship here and go home.

Don’t get into his mess.

Why?

It was some Diwali celebrations here.

Nowadays, I feel like I am born again

I mean, everything feels new.

Do you feel that?

I feel like I can talk
about anything with you.

I can trust someone again.

I can tell you whatever I want.
I can be however I want.

These two years have been magical to me

Will you marry me?

I just want to break up

With you

F**k

F**k

Poor him.

Why do bad things happen to good people?

He must be so depressed.

Whom will he share it with?

I think this is when he needs more love.

He needs me more than ever.
Thanks!

Thanks.

Hmmm…

Tell me.

Are you sure? Really?

Yeah. Tell me.
Hmmm…

Thank you so much, bro!

Meet me in the evening.
I will arrange a great party.

[What will people say]

[Have your thoughts ever
haunted you when you were alone?]

Brother, I have
struggled a lot to find this.

I need one party at least.

Can’t you thank me?

Dear, Mother

I am alive.

It may not matter much to you

But I have to tell you this.

I hope you are happy.

You have done so much
out of selfishness after all,

Of course, you must be happy!

I am happy too.

I am working in Bangalore now.

Dad had come to see me last month.

It’s been five years since I went there.

I want to go there and see him someday.

But how can I?

Every second there I feel humiliated.

Every single person looks down upon me.

Every laugh makes me feel disgusted.

My whole childhood was traumatic!

All thanks to you.

I never needed you, nor will I ever.

I shall always hate you.

Your loving son,

Siddharth

Sir.

Sir.

You had called for a team meeting.

Send them in five minutes.

Ok, sir.

I am working with a bunch of idiots!

We have received last quarter’s report
from the Toronto office and they are

They’re requesting me.

They are requesting me to go to Toronto.

I rejected the offer.

Why?

Because I have a team here
and I want to work with my team.

Don’t you have any responsibility?

Do you people have

Hey! Stop nodding your head! Nonsense.

Do you people have any responsibility,

any idea on what we are doing here?

Have you at least understood
what the client’s requirement is?

What content is this?

What will people say?
This looks like some cheap TV commercial.

Rewrite the content.

And I want a draft in three days.

Errr… Sir?

Nothing, tomorrow is a weekend.

I was just thinking if we could
go out for a drink or something.

Just to talk.

The treat is on me, sir.

Why are you here?

Sir?

To do your internship?

Just come here, make
coffee and copies, and leave.

How dare you ask me out?

I’ll ******* ruin your career.

Sorry sir.

Shut up!

Get lost.

Hello.

Hey, Errr… Hi. What’s your name?

Ashika, sir.

Sir, I am really sorry sir.

I, I didn't mean to, but

Yeah, it’s okay.

Ashika,

Sir?

It’s just that you shouldn’t
do this in an office.

Yes sir.

What are you doing tonight?

Nothing sir. I will just go home.

Oh okay.

I thought if we could go out tonight.

Just the two of us.

I mean, tomorrow and after are holidays.

I thought we could go out
for a drink or something.

The treat is on me.

Yes sir! Yes! Yes!

Okay. See you at 9 then.

Yeah

Hi sir. I am so sorry.

Hey hi.

Did you have to wait a lot for me?
Not really.

It’s alright. Please.

You look very handsome sir.

Look at me. I just wore my
home clothes since I was late.

Do you stay

So,

Sorry. You were about to say something?

No, you tell me

Nothing. Do you stay close by?

Yeah. Vasanthnagar

Oh.

Sorry. Where do you stay?

I am staying in Domlur.

Do you know that Indira
Canteen near the office?

If you head straight from there and then take
a left, fourth building from the last.

Oh. Nice.

Do you stay with your family?

No sir. My family stays in Mysore.

I stay here with my friend.

And you?

I am from Coorg.

Oh **** Coorg?

Such a beautiful place.

Lovely people!

I had been to Mugilpete
just three months ago.

It’s not Mugilpete. It’s Mandalpatti.

Ah, yeah. What a beautiful place sir.

Do you go there often?

Yeah. By often I mean,

-Your order sir?

It’s been a few years
since I last went to Coorg.

Whiskey. Large. Neat

A beer and pork belly for me.
Thank you.

So,

were you interested in web
designing since you were young?

Ah, no sir.

Someone told my family that studying
computer science has a lot of scopes.

They forced me to study
engineering. I am not interested in this.

Then what are you interested in?

Food blogging! Or travel
blogging if the budget is good.

And a verified Instagram account.

Errr… Sorry. It’s good.

I mean, simpler desires
make life beautiful.

Simple?

Do you know how difficult it is to
have a verified Instagram account?

Do you know how much you have
to struggle to get 500k followers?

Do you know how much it
costs to post content regularly?

Life is not as easy
as you think it is sir.

Large, neat.

Thank you.

Correct. It must be so difficult.

Cheers.

And you? Did you
always want to do this?

Yeah.

****! Isn’t it so cool to
actually do what we think?

Yeah. Kind of.

But what a boring job sir.
How can you do this every day?

I mean, when I am not in
the office, I write sometimes.

I write. I mean I try to.

Oh so cool.

Is it published? Can I read it?

There's not much
to be published yet.

I write casually. It’s
mostly some private stuff.

Oh, sex stories?

I am sorry.

It’s alright sir. I had underestimated you.

Come on.

I always want to be with you.

Do you want me to ask
you before doing anything?

When did I say that?
When did I tell you so?

I am not saying you have to
ask me. I am asking you to tell me.

Don’t ask. Tell!

It’s so irritating.

You know what? I feel the same.

God!

Don’t you ever call me again!

Sir?

Sir?

You ok?

Sir, I am really sorry if I have hurt you.

I know I talk a lot.

But then,

I am genuinely sorry.

You could have just told me inside.
-Eh, stop!

It’s not you. It’s me.

First of all, I shouldn't have come here.

I don’t know what I was thinking.

I thought I have
moved on in my life.

I thought I would live
peacefully without her.

But when I just saw her inside.

She is happy, man!

She is happy!

She is so good already.

It hasn’t even been two
months since we broke up.

She’s moved on already.

How can she?

Eh!

Why are you all like this?

Are you all women like this?

Abandoning one's own children for lust.

Drinking here with someone while it’s
not even been two months since break up.

And you!

You are with me today and
with someone else tomorrow.

You bitches!

Actually this. This is the one.

Bye Ram.
Hey, one sec Sid.

What is happening, Sid?

You don’t have any control over your team.

As well as your projects also.

Do you know that I am receiving
complaints about your arrogant behavior?

No Ram. You know how it works

It’s just a pep-talk.

It’s not just that Sid.

I am getting negative feedback about
your performance from the Toronto office.

If this continues, unfortunately,
we’ll have to let go of you.

You know that right?

Sid, I understand what’s
happening in your personal life.

But we can’t bring our personal
life into the office, can we?

The situation our
company is in right now.

No Ram. I am working
on something really big.

You will see the
results in two months.

I really can promise
you, you will be surprised.

Look, nobody doubts your integrity. Okay?

Anyway, you take care.

Let’s go. These meetings never end.

Let’s go. It’s late.

Come.

Yes, uncle.

Heh?

Sleep, dear child

like a pretty flower.

You may blossom tomorrow

like a line of poetry.

Moon kissed your eyelashes

and stood there gazing at you.

Did the boat of your dreams call you?

Like the pain that motherhood attracts.

You came into my life like a cool breeze

Like a wound heals, by itself.

This soul is alone.

And there is so much left to tell.

Sleep, dear child.

like a pretty flower

You may blossom tomorrow

like a line of poetry.

You may blossom tomorrow

like a line of poetry.

like a line of poetry.

Have you eaten yet?

You shouldn’t be hungry.

Come.

Boji!

Yes. Coming.

Get up and eat.

I hope it doesn’t rain.

Doesn’t look so. Pass me the match stick.

Pass me also.

Have they informed her?

Why inform such whores?

She ruined this man’s life.

True that. She ran away leaving a
small child behind. What a low life!

Hasn’t it been some twenty-two years?

Yes. Isn’t he twenty-eight now? He was just
a child of two years when she ran away.

What kind of a woman! How did
she even get the heart to abandon a child?

It’s not the heart. It’s lust. She would
look at me also in a strange way.

You are spilling the beans now, brother?

I always doubted this.

I had seen you come out of that lady's house many times.

Hey, shut up. I'd rather starve that go after her.

You are an old player.

Hey! I am not a person like that.

Didn't I tell you already? Shut up.

Don't talk about me like that.

We were just speaking facts.

Why can’t I just cry once?

Why doesn’t this mind stop chattering?

As the rising sun's light touches me,

why doesn’t this shadow that has surrounded me leave me?

Society has snatched life away from me.

The shoulders I would lean on have collapsed.

Those who were with me have
only left memories to dwell with.

Those left have stayed as a nightmare.

Wherever I run, they follow me as my shadow.

Why can’t I just cry once?

Why doesn’t this mind stop chattering?

Hi Siddharth. How are you?

I heard the news. I am really sorry .

Look, I am really sorry to
be calling you in this situation.

But Ram sir asked me to call you.

He is asking you to come for two
weeks now and finish the project.

He will grant two months of
paid leave later if you want.

If not, he wants you to drop an email
and hand over the project to Nair sir.

I am sorry Siddharth.

I understand your situation.

But you know Ram sir right?

It’s okay.

Come and have dinner.

Yeah.

If you start drinking like
this, who will take care of us?

What will people say?

Just two days before brother died he had told me

that he will get Sowmya married to you.

Even she took care of her uncle more than a daughter would.

He said he will talk to you.

He said you will take Sowmya with you
to the foreign country after the wedding.

That was my brother’s last wish.

Hey Sid.

I am sorry. Did I disturb you?

No sir. Tell me

I waited for your reply. We have handed over
the project to Nair.

The Board of directors asked me to relieve you.

I am really sorry man.

I tried a lot to convince them.

But you know them right?

Shut your a** and hang up.

What? Have you totally lost it?

I said shut your a** up you a***ole.

I’ll sue you! I’ll f**king sue you.

I’ll bloody ruin your life.

You p*nk. Do whatever the ****
you want to. Hang up the call now.

What?

Shut up you bas**rd.

You moron.

Bloody fu**king a***ole.

“Dear Madam,

It gives us immense pleasure and honor

to share with you that we’re
coming up with a Kannada magazine

titled “Sahitya Vimarshe” that shall shine light upon the

diminishing Kannada literature and writers across the globe.

You are eminent and popular across the globe
for your writing.

But not many know that your roots are from Karnataka.

It will be our privilege to interview you.

Please give us an opportunity to
introduce you to the people of Karnataka,

in Kannada through a Kannada magazine

Awaiting your positive response,

Yours faithfully, Siddharth.”

Footsteps, begin a new story from here.

An unseen tomorrow is already with me.

I will let go of the burdens of false relationships.

I always long for a new journey.

Here, I will silently start a new chapter.

When a new horizon appears in the distance,

Will the tune of dawn change?

Footsteps, begin a new story from here.

An unseen tomorrow is already with me.

Milestone, hear the words I leave unspoken.

Milestone, guide me across the bridges I cannot see.

Show me the path to my dreamland.

Oye!

Oye!

Wolves come out at this time.

Go home.

Does no one scold you at your home?

Your father doesn’t scold?

Father doesn’t scold?

Your mother also doesn’t scold you?

Can I get some drinking water around here?

Yes. Charu!

Hey Charu.

Don’t touch your mouth and dirty my bottle.

Can I get some water anywhere else?

Yes, you can.

You head straight this way.

You will see three rivers there.

But no one will ever see you again.

I have been explaining to you like a sheep since then

that wolves attack at this time!

Just drink what you get.

Yeah, you’re welcome.

Nice bag!

Where are you from?

Where are you from?

Bangalore.

My father used to tell me not to trust a Bangalorean.

Not just Bangaloreans, don’t trust anyone.

Why do you people wear things like these and
roam around here?

I don’t know about others,

but, I am here to lose myself.

When I lose myself completely
I might find myself again.

I don’t know.

What happened to your hand?

This was in our sugar factory.

It’s been around two years.

Who plays in a sugar factory?

Not to play sir. To work.

There were gears in our sugar factory.

Those were huge gears, sir.

My hand just went inside those while feeding.

My supervisor saw it and turned it off.

There was blood everywhere, sir.

My hand was hanging like this.

Our Patel scolded our supervisor.

He told me I couldn’t work
anymore and asked me to go home.

My mother was saying
it’s been about two years.

Your father?

I don’t have one.

It was a monsoon season.

He was down with a fever.

He died in just three days.

We were in debt.

Hence our Patel took me as bonded labor.

And this happened there.

What’s your name?

Mallanna.

There were around three buses before.

Now there's one each in the morning and night.

Come here.

There isn’t one now?

There is one now. Where do you want to go?

Badami.

There is a direct bus to Badami and Bagalkot.

How far is it from here?

Not too far. Just a kilometer or two.

Head straight this way and you will reach the main road.

Turn right and two roads will intersect.

You can catch the last bus there.

Go.

Hey, Julie.

Oye!

Don’t roam around there.

Just head straight.

Did you understand?

Yeah.

Can I get some water?

Here.

Drinking water?

This is drinking water.

Bottled water?

You don’t get bottled water around here.

Have a seat. I will make a special tea for you.

Last bus?

I heard that the last bus is running late today.

Have some tea until then.

Sit.

Hey!

Stop.

Hey!

Stop.

Stop.

Hey!

Hey!

I had told you already that it is the last bus.

That man is jobless and drags everyone into conversations.

And you had to sit down to gossip with him?

Not to gossip. I stopped to drink some tea.

Go. Drink some tea now

What will you do now?

Where will you stay and where will you sleep?

Get an egg.

I will give you a mattress.

Sleep outside here.

You will stay today and leave tomorrow.

We have to live here.

What will people say?

Why are you standing here?

Keep it there.

Where are you going?

Sleep here.

I started to walk in search of myself.

Unaware of where to go, Without any bounds of time.

A careless joy of being gone without having to
return somewhere.

The walk turned into a run.

As I was running, looking around in haste of
searching for myself.

I was startled to see an image at a distance.

This image which looks as lost as I am,

Is this an answer to my search?

I was scared.

What if my idea of myself is a lie?

I didn’t have the courage to have a closer look.

I diverted from my path and started to run again.

Sometimes I close my eyes tightly.

Sometimes I look around.

Someday in the future, if I meet myself in another path,

I might gather enough courage.

I might stop running.

I have just started to walk in search of myself.

Whose is that?

Oh, that? That’s my father’s.

I used to ride it cross-legged.

I don’t anymore.

Ah! I’m tired.

My father used to take me around at times.

Full enjoy.

It had been three years since I stopped.

Another round?

Your uncle is calling.

Shall I cut the call?

Yeah. Do it.

Some sheep are running ahead.

What are you doing? Catch it.

I am holding the bicycle.

The bicycle doesn’t run away.

Catch the sheep first.

Shoo! Hey!

Shoo. Shoo. Shoo.

Shoo. Come. Come.

With sparks in their eyes,

hundreds of waves rise.

Reluctantly, stubbornness grows in this soul.

Pain fades away with the unity of souls.

This world is very dear.

O wind, create a new story from here.

While I have warm motivation.

Did you like it?

Shall I order one more?

What a beautiful day!

Where did you learn this?

Homeless people like you who come here.

I did have a home.

But I didn’t have any humans around.

Why are you all grown-ups like this?

You all talk nonsense.

My mother always says that I will understand once I grow up.

But if I have to grow up like you then I don’t want to.

You don’t even know how to get a bus!

Where are you going?

Stay here.

I have to go.

Where to?

Do you want to come with me?

Where to?

To Bangalore.

I will send you to a good school.

And then you can study well there.

A good job, a house, a car.

How can I shepherd with a car?

Not to shepherd.

The world is something else

If you study well and join a good job you can
live peacefully.

Come with me to Bangalore.

If one can live peacefully in Bangalore why are you here?

Take this.
What is this for?

This isn’t for you. Give this to your mother.

I’ll see you.

Bye.

Hello.

Namasthe sir!

Good morning sir. How may I help you?

Do you have rooms?

We have cottages, sir.

Rs.1,000 per night and checkout will be at 11 AM.

How many guests, sir?

I am alone.

Cheers.

[Welcome to the Hotel California]

[Such a lovely place]

[Welcome to the Hotel California]

[Such a lovely place]

Under the blessings of Guruji you can free your soul here.

You can also try the morning bloom seeds, Idukki Gold.

Or if you want I can also arrange for charlie, or acid.

But don't tell anybody.

There was this writer in Kannada who said,

"I don't believe in these Gods, babas, and bhakts

who feed opium to your rationality.

Which writer?

Beechi!

Beechi says he can't believe in Gods,

babas, and bhakts who feed opium to your rationality.

But you really can't generalize like that, can you?

Even good things happen out of religions.

I don't think so

Religions cause more harm than good.

Well, let's agree to disagree then.

Nothing. I was just going out for a walk by the beach

Nice.

Carry on.

Vasu! Water bottle.

Sir, water bottle.

Siddharth.

Siddharth Devaiah.

Nice.

Hey!

I said I'm Siddharth.

I'm Nadia.

Nadia Kauser.

Is there a problem?

No.

Nadia Kauser?

Nice.

Thanks.

So, what do you do?

I was a web designer in Bangalore.

But I have quit. Just concentrating on my writing right now.

Agh! Another failed engineer.

And you? Are you a successful engineer?

No. I studied psychology.

Why do you people unnecessarily study engineering?

It's our tradition.

We become engineers first and then we decide
what to become next.

“My son got a job!”

“Yeah, that company will send him abroad too.”

“Oh, the day before we’d been to the temple.

To offer prayers in our son’s name.”

“Because he bought a new car.”

“We were tired of searching really.”

“Boys of this generation don't like girls so easily.”

“Oh no! There's no problem if he loves somebody.”

“We are broad-minded people.”

“But it would still be if the bride is from our caste.”

“Actually, we are broad-minded people.”

“Oh! Your son hasn't got a job yet? Pity him!”

“Ask him to send his resume to my son.”

“He will see if there's any job under him.”

Like this, our parents and society are more
curious about others’ lives.

Curiosity doesn't mean that they care.

They just feel happy to know that others are
doing worse compared to us.

We give them an opportunity in their boring
life, to proclaim that

“This is our product of success!”

We study engineering and work for a few years.

And then we set out to do what we dream of doing.

Someone would have told them.

They tell us.

And we just study it.

Haven't you spoken to anyone for a long time?

Or do you talk like this when you are really frustrated?

Or do you just generally speak like this?

Shall we?

So, what do you do?

I work for an NGO in Mumbai.

We provide free education for underprivileged kids.

Mumbai?

But you speak Kannada fluently.

That’s because my schooling was in Belgaum.

And I did my graduation in Bangalore.

So quite naturally.

Good.

People who have stayed in Bangalore for 10 or 12 years

act pricey saying they know very little Kannada.

Not bad huh?

Thank you.

Hey!

Shine some light on them!

Sir, please sir. Make way.

Are you serious?

So, you are here with your friends?

Yeah.

My friends are all partying inside.

The music was too loud.

I wanted some peace of mind, so I came for a walk.

How about you?

I am traveling all alone.

Where are you from?

Do you know Coorg?

Virajpet there.

Ah!

Actually, I had to go to Toronto.

But that didn’t happen.

So, traveling and trying to write.

Sister, would you like some anklet, necklace,
hair braiding, or something?

Sir, please gift something to your wife.

Give me.

How much?

50 Rupees.

Are you Okay?

Yeah.

Don't tell me you just bought that!

Can you please stop blushing?

These kids speak to everyone like this.

To young people like us, they say,
“Please gift something for your wife”.

They all blush like you and buy it.

To the older couple, they say,
“Gift something for your girlfriend”.

They also feel happy and buy it.

It’s their sales pitch.

It’s called reverse psychology.

Okay.

I not blushing.

Yeah? It's pretty evident to the world.

Washroom was actually clean.

Thanks.

Hey, nice diary.

It's from your place.

This place where you get all the antique items.

Grant road. From there.

Wow!

That's Bhindi Bazaar.

Do you visit Mumbai frequently?

Not regularly. I have been there a couple of times.

Last time when I was there for a conference

I had some time.

And then I went to Bhindi Bazaar.

It was amazing.

I mean, I felt like I had time-traveled.

The old items from the 1950s and 60s.

All antique pieces.

Old vessels,

photo frames,

vintage cameras,

clocks, very old watches, and,

Postcards!

Letters people wrote behind postcards back in the day.

Random topics.

Random people and random letters.

Random lives.

It was beautiful.

Absolutely!

I can actually do that for hours!

The ink stains,

The scent of old papers.

Addresses that we don’t even know.

Sometimes, I can't even understand the handwriting.

Exactly!

But I can pretty much feel it.

You know, when I run my fingers on these old letters,

I feel like I'm holding hands with them.

Holding hands with them.

Nice.

I will use this in my book.

Yeah sure.

You know, sometimes I feel that we are all
characters in someone's story.

We are like dust particles.

We touch each other’s lives. We disturb it and
we drift apart.

Someday, someone out there will narrate this
story to somebody.

Hey Sarah!!
-Hi.

How are you? Where have you been?

I have been good.

Just been roaming around.

I'll see you in the morning.

Oh, I am sorry you both. Have a good time.

Yeah bye.

Yeah. So as I was saying,

Someday somebody, somewhere

Sarah?

You said you are Nadia Kauser.

So?

What's in the name?

No, seriously.

Like Shakespeare said,

'What's in a name?

That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.’

Look, Siddharth. I really understand what you are thinking.

This wine here.

Whatever name we call this will stay the same.

Whatever you or she calls me I will remain the same.

Please understand?

This is all temporary Siddharth.

We are on vacation here.

In a few days, I'll go back to my place.

And you will go back to yours.

Look around you.

Everybody is enjoying their temporary happiness.

But Vasu?

Does he enjoy this place like us or everyone
else around here?

This is what permanency does.

I'm going through a rough phase Siddharth.

I'm running away from something.

This is a great time we are having.

Let's not ruin this.

Please?

Beautiful isn't it?

I feel like I'm floating in the air.

I feel like all my burdens are sinking deep inside this sea.

Ok then.

Goodnight.

What are your plans for tomorrow?

Nothing great.

Let's make it great then?

What are you writing?

Random Thoughts.

So, you want to be a writer?

Why?

I don't know.

I don’t know!

Why have I come here?

What am I doing?

I don’t know anything.

I don’t know.

How can you not know?

How can you do something without knowing about it?

I wish I were you.

Why?

Because you are so clear.

You know why you are here and what you are doing.

I frankly have no clue what I am doing here.

My parents are forcing me to get married.

He's my dad's colleague's nephew apparently.

Some stranger I don't even know.

They say that we will fall
in love once we are married.

You know, they say he's a really good guy.

If I question how they know?

They say he's settled in America.

As you said yesterday,

they are not worried about how I will live with a
stranger there.

They just want to boast that their daughter is
settled in New York.

I ran away from them.

Seriously?

Did you run away from home instead of going to New York?

What's wrong with you?

Dude, what is wrong with you?

That’s not my ideal life.

I want to live my own life.

Forest around.

Mountains!

I want a small home there.

My husband will come back tired from the
estate in the evening.

I will run to hug him.

I know he will be sweating but I’d still kiss him.

I wish my life could be as simple as that.

But, there is a huge park near the apartment I
stay in right now.

That's all the greenery
I have in my life.

And I can see the Flora Fountain statue from my balcony.

That's all the view I have.

Mumbai is unbearable to me right now.

How can I live in New York?

There was this woman in my life.

Oh! Is it a love story?

Just listen okay? Please?

I'm sorry. Tell me.

She left me when I needed her the most.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I am.

It’s just that I have grown numb to these feelings.

I am really sorry.

Do you miss her?

No.

But I hate her.

Hate is a very strong word, Siddharth.

Life is very short.

Forgive and get over it if possible.

Just let go of.

Don't sleep on the bike.

I am not sleeping

I am just closing my eyes because I am tired.

You may fall.

I'm fine bro! You look ahead and ride.

I'm not your bro!

Goodnight. See you tomorrow.

Party?

Now?

Yeah.

You said you were tired. Get some rest.

Parties happen often here.

We’ll go some other time.

We are like dust particles.

We touch each other’s lives. We disturb it and
we drift apart.

Vasu!

Sir?

I had someone with me yesterday.

Oh, Madam?

She checked out in the morning sir.

Can I get her name or phone number?

I don't know, sir. I have to check in the register, sir.

Can you check?

Hey, who is that?

Yes sir?

Sir.

There was someone with me yesterday.

We know each other. If I can get her number?

Sir, we know each other. Vasu knows.

Please leave, sir.

He says he knows her well and asks me for her
number and address.

Hey! What are you even up to here?

I don't even know who they are, boss.

Mind your work.

Dear stranger,

By the time you read this,

I'll be going back to the very life which I ran away from.

This was just an escape from reality.

My temporary happiness.

You were right probably.

Maybe I should just go to New York.

These two days I spent with you,

they were just magical.

And I can not thank you
enough for these memories

which I will cherish for the rest of my life.

I hope someday you will stop running away
from your problems.

And when you stop running away, you may feel
what I did was right.

That day, I hope you will stop hating me and
that other woman.

I hope you will forgive me and her that day.

Best wishes for your life and your writing.

Yours always,

Why does everyone leave me like this?

Am I not right?

Am I that bad of a person?

Help!

Hey! Who is there?

Help!

Hey! Who is there?

Help!

Sleep, dear child.

like a pretty flower.

You may blossom tomorrow

Do you have internet here?

like a line of poetry.

The moon kissed your eyelashes

and stood there, gazing at you.

Was it a mistake to leave home?

I should have just gone back to Bangalore.

The agreement of my apartment was expiring.

Agh!

Bloody bas**rd.

Mother******* thing had to prick me!

Yeah, where was I?

Ah, my salary would have been hiked in three months.

I could have moved into the DLF apartment.

But I had to look into that as***le’s eyes.

******

He will be smiling while digging my grave.

“Oh! Your father died?

It’s alright.

Since you are alive,

Come, be my peasant.

Mother******* bas**rd.

As***le.

Sick society!

It censors our mind's voice also.

**** them.

Pass it, brother! Pass it here.

Yeah!

Didn’t dad search for mom at all?

Then didn’t dad love mom?

But why didn’t dad marry again?

He would have had his physical needs too right?

Did he sacrifice his life for me?

Did he love me so much?

Dear Siddharth,

I am sorry for the late response.

I am not an internet person.

Firstly, congratulations on your new venture.

I wish it adds more colors to the vibrant
Kannada literature.

Secondly, it’s a great honor for me to be
invited to this interview.

However, I will be flying to Melbourne in a couple of days

And as I have said already,

I cannot participate in any interviews via the internet.

This coming Sunday,

except for a few hours, before I board the
flight, my schedule is filled.

So, if you can be here this coming Sunday at around 10 AM

at the below-mentioned address, we can
conduct this interview.

Please confirm whether you will be visiting.

Yous, Janaki.

First Floor, Elphistone Building,

Number 10.

Veer Nariman Road,

Fort

Mumbai.

One passenger.

Yes.

In another hour?

One minute.

Do you know the address?

Ok.

Yes sir?

I have an appointment with ma’am.

Ok. Please sit. I will check with ma'am and I'll get back.

Sir.

Sir!

Ma’am will see you now.

I had seen you come out of that lady's house many times.

It's his mother who has run away.

Hey, shut up. I'd rather starve that go after her.

Where is your mother? Did she come back?

He is not a man. That is why she left him.

Come in.

Please sit for two minutes.

Hadn’t I asked you to send him after five minutes?

It’s alright now.

Send in two cups of tea later.

Come in and sit.

I don’t have time
for all this really.

You can see this
-Why did you leave me?

What?

Why did you run away?

I was just a two-year-old child.

How did you feel like leaving me?

Didn’t you feel like knowing if I am alive or not?

If you had to leave then why did you have to
get married or give birth to me?

Don’t touch me. I feel disgusted.

I have felt disgusted as your son all my life.

I can still hear them say I am the son of that
lady who ran away

I can still hear them talk and laugh about me

It’s echoing in my head. It’s haunting me

Don’t touch me!

Don’t make me feel disgusted

I don’t need your ******* sympathy

I don’t need it

Dad has brought me up well

I never felt your need

I don’t need you

When you abandoned me

Did you ever, at least for a day, think about
how my son will live?

How will my husband live?

Have you ever thought about what people say?

Don’t you have any guilt?

Or don't you have any humanity?

Dad,

Although you left, he didn’t marry again.

He lived with your pain.

Until his end, he lived with that pain.

He died in that pain.

No one was with him in his last moment.

Bloody society!

If a man leaves his wife and goes toward his goals

everyone will sing praises for him.

If a woman does the same whole society’s ego will be hurt.

“You are born to sleep with me when I want
and to do my house chores.

How can you have desires?”

They will call the woman a whore just for their amusement.

Do you know what they have called me?

You are just trying to get away with your
mistakes by blaming society for it.

Who gave you the right to ruin my life?

I was eighteen!

I was eighteen years old when I married your father.

The only wish I had was to study.

Ah, the excitement before marriage!

“Study”

“Study whatever you want. Study how much
ever you want”, he said

Oh! A husband who satisfies all my needs!

What more can one ask for?

There were no bounds to my happiness.

But it all lasted until I got married and reached that home.

“How can a woman in our house go out?

How can she study with other men?”,
my mother-in-law would say.

“She is an unnecessary show-off”,
my sister-in-law would say.

And a husband who hits me If I tell him
that these two are speaking ill about me.

I told my parents that my husband hit me and
he will kill me.

They always said that if my husband doesn’t hit
me, who else will?

That’s how love blossoms apparently.

You were born just then.

You must have been a year old then.

We had a servant called Ambu.

I had gotten a college admission form from him.

Your father burned me when he got to know that.

You can’t see it.

I had to make a decision then.

Either I had to live and die as somebody’s wife,
mother, or daughter-in-law.

Or I had to find my own identity.

I did not have a choice.

You were sleeping.

I did not know where I was going.

How could I jeopardize two lives by taking you along?

I left that house without any other choice.

After I came here I got a job in a garments
factory to press clothes.

I had a salary of 2,500 per month.

There was night-college.

And this male society lechers on you day and night.

I have struggled somehow to become this.

Best-selling author Janki.

Couldn’t you have spoken to dad instead of leaving him?

He was a great man!

I am sure.

He was a great man.

He was a very good man for the whole world.

And I am sure he has raised you well too.

He celebrated so much when you were born.

He cried.

I thought things will be fine then at least.

The husband I saw behind closed doors was different.

Only I know what I went through.

Did you never feel like seeing me?

Every second of my life.

I thought so many times if I need to struggle so much.

I thought of just coming there and seeing you.

I knew what name the society there would call me.

I was never scared of what people might say there.

Neither am I now.

I was only scared of one thing.

What if you called me by the same name when
I came there and stood in front of you?

I could never gather courage with that thought.

I thought of meeting you someday.

I thought of telling you so much.

But you have come here. You are sitting here
right in front of me.

I don’t know what to say.

But it’s nice to see you.

You have grown up better than I had imagined.

What are you doing?

I was a web designer.

But I quit.

I am concentrating on writing.

Did you quit such a nice job to write?

Why?

I don’t know.

Who reads books nowadays?

It’s just struggles everywhere!

Are you married?

I am going to Melbourne.

They have invited me to the literature festival.

To talk about my next book.

A 15-year-old girl in a juvenile home.

Are you married?

Ma’am.

The cab is waiting downstairs.

My flight.

I will be back in two weeks.

Mother.

Mother.

Did the boat of your dreams beckon you?

Like the pain that comes with motherhood.

You entered my life like a gentle breeze.

Like a wound that heals on its own.

This soul is alone.

Come with me to our village once you are back.

And there is so much more to tell.

Let people say what they want to.

I will be with you.

Let’s be together.

Sleep, dear child

like a pretty flower.

You may blossom tomorrow,

like a line of poetry.

You may blossom tomorrow,

like a line of poetry.

like a line of poetry.

like a line of poetry.

I am stuck in traffic.

Yeah, I am almost there.

Are you blind?

Sorry.

Not to you.

Nothing. I am coming to Flora Fountain.

Yeah. Ok.

Get a taxi from there.

Yes, I will give you the money.

What did you say?

I didn't say anything man. I am sorry.

No. You said something else.

What did I say?

Flora?

Flora Fountain?

Yeah, that. Where is it?

Flora Fountain is there on the right.

Here?

Thanks, man!

Sir, please stop.

My friend stays there.

I am going to meet them. I will be back in 5 minutes.

Give him the register.

Please write the flat number and name.

Her name? It’s a long story man.

If you look outside her balcony you can see
Flora Fountain. I know.

Do you want to get me fired?

No man.

You come with me if you don’t believe me.

Do I look like a fool?

Get out.

Go away.

Ok, man!

Can I stand there at least?

Yeah, go there.

Yeah, you do your job.

Hey, catch him.

Nadia!

Nadia!

Leave me for five minutes, man!

Believe me!

Siddharth?

Hi.

Didn’t I tell you I have a friend here?

Nothing. They were just enquiring.

You had said it’s temporary and I didn’t know what to say.

I was in Mumbai.

So I thought I can meet you.

Why are you here?

When everyone asked me why I write, I didn’t
have any answer.

I wrote when I didn’t have anything to say in life.

I wrote when I didn’t have anyone to talk to

My writing was my only companion who stayed with me

When loneliness haunted me it was my writing
that embraced and consoled me.

When I did not have anyone my writing
responded to my feelings.

Today, I present my feelings in front of you.

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