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Vimla!

-Are you going to stifle me? -Yes.

-Seriously? -Not you.

One of these days I will stifle your student Madhav

and your lawyer Gaurav Gupta.

What did those poor souls do now?

You were drinking yesterday?

Shoo.

You and your style.

But, Vimla, unless I hear your heartbeat,

I'm not sure I even exist.

Can I share something with you?

I like how you use your tie as an excuse

to get closer.

What else do you like?

I like the way you talk.

Only talk?

Shoo!

Finish the poem, Mesrizing eyes.

It's written in the notebook, read it yourself.

You are looking smart today.

Don't jinx this Dharmender's charm.

Is it?

You think I will jinx your charm,

at my age?

Yes, you can.

Then tomorrow you can tell your Hema to knot your tie for you.

Listen, Vimla.

Listen...

You are my Hema, Rekha, Jaya, all rolled into one.

I don't need anyone else.

Vimla?

Vimla...

Father, breakfast is ready.

You are not dressed yet.

We'll be leaving soon. It's getting late.

Go where?

Banares.

-Banares? -Yes.

The whole family is going on a trip to Banares.

You wanted this, remember?

So did mom.

For everyone to take a trip together.

We will also be celebrating your birthday in Banares.

Strange?

Everyone's making plans to go to Benares

and no one told me.

Vimla.

Not a clue.

Leave it. Leave it.

I'll do it. I'll fold them.

Move.

-Father... -I said move.

It was here. Where is it?

-Father. -Yes?

Were you looking for this?

You left this with your medicines in the study.

Let me pack them.

No, I'll do it.

With your words you stir up a symphony...

Where is the necklace Vimla gave you?

It's...safe...

-It's... -Somu.

-Father... -Somu.

Coming, father.

Coming, father. Coming.

-Yes, father? -She gave away the diamond necklace

Vimla gave her so fondly.

Ask her where it is.

She is lying.

-Father... I'll ask her. -She says it's lost.

-Over here, father. -She has disrupted the peace of this family.

Come, take a seat.

This family has fallen apart because of her.

-Sit down. -Ask her about the necklace.

Sit.

-Vimla. -Give.

Where is Vimla?

She is in the kitchen.

Take this pill, father.

No, I won't.

Mom sent these, father.

-She did? -Yes.

Take it.

Take it. Believe me.

Take it.

Very good.

Ask her...

What happened, child?

Why are you upset?

Did anyone say anything?

Is everything alright?

-Somu? -Yes, father.

Is everything alright between you two?

-Did you say something to her? -No, nothing.

-Everything is alright. -Father...

Father, Mr. Gautam is here.

Did you call him?

Gautam who?

Good morning, Tyagi sir.

I am Gautam Gupta.

Last night you told me to come in the morning.

I am here.

I told you?

Of course. You did.

Oh, yes...

You told me last night. Last night.

Why did you call me?

Give me. I'll do it.

Five. It's five.

Not fair. Not fair.

My ice cream?

Yes, grandpa. I'll get it right away.

Mr. Tyagi.

You said something about

changing your will and forming a trust?

Yes, I want to...

Is it true, father?

Again you're thinking of turning this house into a trust.

-Trust is important. -Exactly.

-In life-- -I can suggest you a better lawyer.

Grandpa. Grandpa.

Grandpa. Your ice cream.

Thank you.

Exams are around the corner.

-Study hard. -Yes, grandpa.

Education and values are important.

-Okay, grandpa. -Go on.

I want to turn this house into a trust.

Yes.

This isn't just a house...

Your mother's essence is here.

Here I spent the best moments of my life with her.

Her fragrance fills the air,

and I want it to remain like this--

Together always...

Never separated.

Vimla has three sons.

It's the least they can do for their mother.

Okay, grandpa.

Here you go, son. You eat it.

Father...what makes you think we will sell this house?

You see, madam,

time and circumstances can change in an instant.

This is a prime location,

and several developers are eyeing this place

to build a resort.

It's not the house.

A house can be bought for a decent price in any location.

But not this location.

-Mr. Gautam. -Yes.

This is our family matter.

Please stay out of it.

Yes.

Let me see.

"Vimla Sadan?"

Instead of Deepak Sadan you made it Vimla Sadan.

You changed the nameplate.

I only changed the nameplate, not you.

You can try.

Alright, then...

-The headmaster's daughter... - Headmaster's daughter?

Headmaster's daughter!

It's always the headmaster's daughter.

You and your headmaster's daughter.

This saltiness in you is what I like about you.

One can avoid sugar, but salt...

Be it sweat, tears, ocean...and you.

Impressive, my love.

You are becoming a poet.

It's the effect of the company I keep.

Why don't you write something about me?

Yes, I will.

So, father, did you write a poem for mom?

No. She wrote a song.

Which one?

"With you, I've forged a bond,"

"till the end of time."

"With you, I've forged a bond,"

"till the end of time."

"You alone reside in my heart,"

"your face etched in my sights."

"My life is now bound to you,"

"Through every sunbeam and every dew."

"With you my days are bright,"

"and nights are vibrant."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."

"For you, I live and breathe,"

"For you I adorn myself."

"Your eyes convey,

"To you I seem beautiful."

"To you I seem beautiful."

"Secure in the embrace of your love."

"You're the one I see when I'm awake,"

"you dwell in my dreams."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday dear Papa.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, papa.

Look up there.

Thank you, papa.

Happy birthday.

Do we have to fill this form?

See, madam.

This form is necessary,

as we communicated earlier.

And we also need...

some sort of document or an ID.

Let's forget the form.

And don't worry about the money.

We'll pay extra.

If you make some adjustments.

You are insulting our institution.

Uncle...I'll can pay cash.

Spare me, mister.

You said "Be quiet, let me do the talking."

What was the point of it all?

Even you spoke to him.

But did he listen?

Why don't you go talk to him alone?

-I should have done that. -Yes, you do that. I want no part of it.

Okay?

What happened?

Same story?

We've been to a dozen places.

Same story.

I told you to inquire first.

Kashi, the eternal city of Dharma,

Step into the sacred waters of the Ganga and all sins are washed away.

Glory to the consort of Mother Parvati...

Har Har Mahadev.

Har Har Mahadev.

Get to the point.

I told you what we want, sir.

Do all the brothers agree unanimously?

-Yes. -Yes.

I need everyone's approval.

We all want this.

Come...

In this world beauty has many forms.

Some wear it on their skin,

others carry it within.

This is Tulsi Ghat.

This is where Saint Tulsidas

composed the Ramayana under the grace of Lord Hanuman.

And people now compose their own downfall.

Okay, fine. Let's go.

You seem like a decent man. Bow before Lord Hanuman.

Name of the deceased.

-Vinod Verma. -Swarm.

-Lineage? -Kashyap.

Swarm.

-Place? -Bilaspur.

Vimla Sadan.

- Let go. - Vimla ...

Hurry up, priest.

You're taking too long.

We're running late.

What did you say?

Your father and I dedicated our lives to you.

But you can't spare two hours for him.

Mom, things are happening as it should.

We are doing everything.

All the rituals and formalities.

Formalities?

Sister. There is no harm

if the priest skips a few mantras.

The deceased is not coming back.

Think about those who are alive.

Your kids have a train to catch.

An office to go to.

Buy Benarasi sarees for their wife.

Update their status on social media.

They don't have time for these pointless things.

Hey, mister.

I can understand your sarcasm.

Mind your own bloody business, okay?

Sir, please.

You can understand my sarcasm.

Can't you understand her feelings?

Excuse me, mister...

Your father dedicated his entire life.

Can't you dedicate some time for his final rites?

You were barely ten inches, when you were born.

What if he had chucked you in the garbage?

You would be lying on the streets.

Uncouth.

Father.

Dad.

Father, come with us.

Let it go. Let it go.

Come with us.

Come with us, father. Please.

Sorry, sir. Sorry.

Come with us. Come on.

Father is religion. Father is heaven.

Father is Supreme Penance.

Father is religion. Father is heaven.

Father is the epitome of sacrifice.

Fathers are always friends,

Never leave your parents even if they are guilty.

-What happened, father? -Sorry.

-Where was everyone? -We were right here.

Do you all have time for me?

Yes, father, We bought this gift for you.

You all are so nice.

I am so lucky.

Come, uncle. Take a dip in Ganga and find Salvation.

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Even in this mortal world..."

"Even in this mortal world,

one can become detached."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Describing the name of Ram,"

"is not possible in a few words."

"He's the pinnacle of every relationship,"

"he's an ideal for all."

"One can forsake all luxuries..."

"One can forsake all luxuries, and renounce this world."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna.

Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Shree Ram."

Jai Ram, Jai Ram Jai Ram. Jai Ram..

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Shree Ram."

Jai Ram, Jai Ram Jai Ram, Jai Ram..

"Jai Ram, Shree Ram, Jai Ram, Jai Ram."

"Jai Ram, Shree Ram, Jai Ram, Jai Ram."

"Jai Ram, Shree Ram, Jai Ram, Jai Ram."

"Jai Ram, Shree Ram, Jai Ram, Jai Ram."

"Jai Ram, Shree Ram, Jai Ram, Jai Ram."

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

"Jai Ram, Jai Ram. Shree Ram, Jai Ram. "

Chutka. Bablu.

Chutka. .

Somu.

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

Papa. Mumma.

Hello, children. Come here.

We missed you.

Come here.

Where is Grandpa?

"Strange is this world, strange is its plight."

"Those close to your heart cast us to exile."

Somu.

Somu.

-Did you find the children? -No.

Why did you have to go get kachoris?

The children have never eaten it.

Why did you leave them alone?

We'll find them. We'll find them.

Look over there.

-Somu. -Somu. Bablu. Chutka.

Somu. Have you seen our children?

Have you seen them?

They are around 11, 7 to 9 years of age.

Somu, Bablu, Chutka.

- I haven't seen them. - Somu.

You should ask the volunteer. He's over there.

-Volunteer? -Somu.

"Parting with your loved ones," "is a sorrow too deep to bear."

"Eyes well up,"

"and the heart breaks down."

"The pain of Dashrath is only known to the one..."

"The pain of Dashrath is only known to the one,"

Have you seen my children?

My Chutka is 7 years old.

- No. Sorry. - Bablu. Somu?

Somu.

Somu.

Somu.

Somu.

Somu.

Listen.

-What? -Have you seen my children?

Chutka. He's very young.

Don't give me a headache in the morning.

What?

I said don't give me a headache.

Can you hear the mic?

-Go ask him. -Yes, but he's very small.

I know. You will find him at the Ganga river bank.

-Such weird people, I come across... -Somu.

Somu.

Volunteer. Volunteer.

-It's the auspicious month, so beware. -Volunteer.

Whether you get lucky or not, the thieves certainly will.

The Lord's grace is unbound,

But thieves have schemes profound.

God is very generous.

Hello, beautiful.

The thieves here are very cunning.

So be careful, look out.

Pay attention all devotees, Kashiis famous for three things.

First and foremost, Kashi Vishwanath Dham.

Sorry, madam.

This way, madam.

Secondly, Banarasi Paan (Banarasi betel leaf).

Sanju, what are you doing here?

Always operating in my area.

-Get lost. -I am going, brother.

As I was saying, the third is me.

Veeru and his wisdom.

So, pay attention to my wise words.

Any problem be it thieves, robbers, or thugs,

you can come to me.

Veeru equals solution.

Veeru is the answer.

Meaning one-stop solution to all problems,

and best results.

Brother, you dropped your 10 rupee note.

Not done. Not done.

This is like giving open invitation to vultures.

And then you'll complain that you were robbed.

Brother. Brother. Brother.

I lost an earring.

See...it's made of gold.

Oh my, only one earring?

I am from Mumbai, here on a vacation...

-Which ghat are you coming from? -Gaay Ghat.

Oh no, Gaay Ghat is the hot spot for thieves.

What has the world come to?

-Volunteer. -Yes.

My children are missing.

Wait a second. Lady's first.

-She is missing an earring. -I lost a gold earring.

Let me make a call. It will be found.

Pappu, you stole only one earring.

It's me, brother.

Pappu was arrested again.

I have his phone.

Pappu was arrested again?

I am sending a lady in a yellow sari.

Steal her other earring as well.

Alright, send her over.

-I was saying, -What?

Meena's performing today.

So don't let us down.

Don't teach me what to do?

-Found it. -Found it?

It's been found.

-Go to lost and found. -Thank you.

-My... -Wait a second, mister.

Go to lost and found.

You'll find a boy there this tall.

-Will I get it back for sure? -Of course.

Just go.

Get Mahadev's blessings as well. Go on.

Har Har Mahadev. Go on.

Yes, brother. Now you.

What is your problem?

My children are missing.

Somu...

Wait a second. Wait a second. Your children are not kids.

They will come back on their own.

No, Somu is only 11 years old.

And Chutka is 7 years old...

Are you speaking of your grandchildren.

No, they are my children.

Our children. Our little children.

They are very young.

Uncle...new compartments in an old engine.

Are you serious?

-How dare you hit me? -Don't joke.

-How dare you hit me? -Don't joke.

Do you know who I am?

Don't joke! Don't joke!

I am not joking. You hit me.

So what? Don't joke with me!

Okay, fine. Calm down. I have a reputation here.

-Don't joke with me. -I am not.

I will help you out.

-Chutka got this for me. -I see.

Do you have a picture of Chutka?

Yes, I do. I do.

That's a really nice bag.

Yes...Vimla...

Vimla is my wife.

She has kept a photo in the bag.

-It was right here. -Doesn't matter.

My name is Veeru the Volunteer.

Without photo I can get a photocopy.

Tell me.

Ladies and gentlemen...

What is your name?

Ladies and gentlemen, this is...

What is your name? What am I going to tell them?

How are we going to find your children?

Babuji.

Babuji.

So, ladies and gentlemen,

this is Mr. Babuji.

How many children do you have?

-I have three children. -Three children.

And your first child's name?

The oldest son is Somu...

Why don't you tell them yourself?

And the youngest one is Chutka.

Slow down. Slow down.

Have patience

Press this button. Like a remote.

-I know. -Now speak.

Attention...Attention...Attention.

The crowd is going in that direction. Turn that way.

Our children are missing.

I have three children.

Somu is 11 years old.

And Chutka is 7 years old...

And the second one is Bablu...

Found them. Found them. Found them. Found them.

Uncle, they have been found. Your children have been found.

-They have been found. -Found them. Found them.

-Hold this. -They have been found.

-Uncle, would you like some ice cream? -Yes.

Give him some sweet flavours of Banares.

Sit down. Give him two.

I'll be right back with your kids. Bye.

-Here you go, uncle. -Hey, Volunteer.

Uncle, there's no point in calling him.

He's disappeared.

No one's ever caught him and you are no exception.

My children are missing.

Children are missing?

The police station is over there.

File a report with them.

-Son... -Yes.

Take uncle to the police station.

-And hurry back. -Yes.

Uncle, what do you think?

I think his children abandoned him and took off

Doesn't seem that way to me.

He got separated from his children.

His children might also be worried.

Father had become stubborn.

He would quickly get annoyed.

Wouldn't listen.

He was an experienced swimmer

and also confident.

He dived right in.

The current of river Ganga was too strong.

There was nothing we could do.

Father is not dead.

Chutka, be quiet.

-He is alive. -Chutka.

Sir...

It feels like...

Don't get emotional.

When a pure soul renounces this world,

his loved ones can feel their presence.

Father has not renounced this world, sir.

He is still here!

Exactly, son. Even I am saying he is with us.

-Pooja. -Its hard for me to believe.

-Pooja -Tyagi sir was an expert swimmer.

-Gupta ji. -How can he drown in the Ganga?

And the Ganga is pretty calm in Banares.

The currents only get strong in Haridwar.

Tell me, son. Tell me clearly.

-Clearly. -We did wrong.

-Father loved me the most. -Let's go.

What is your problem?

Finally, something good is about to happen in life,

and you're trying to mess it up.

I was a fool to marry you.

You would chase me like a dog.

Me and my parents.

"We have a house."

What has this house ever give me? Nothing.

Thank God the decision was changed last minute,

Or else this house would've turned into a trust.

And then what?

Father. Father. Father.

Enough.

He's lived his life.

He only had a couple of more years left.

We have our whole life ahead of us.

We have a baby.

I work round the clock.

Do you have any clue?

Does it even matter to you?

When will you ever grow up?

You waste your time in video games.

Chutka! Chutka!

What mess did you create outside?

That Gupta and...

What did you do in front of everyone?

I've a question.

Who was going through a rough patch when we were making this decision?

"I don't have money, brother.

I want a better life."

"Launch my start up."

-Go launch your start-up now! -Bablu.

Brother Chutka, you need not think this way.

It was a unanimous decision to leave father behind.

So what were you trying to prove to everyone?

The decision was to leave him in an old-age home.

What choice did we have?

Should we have given our IDs?

So father could have come back home,

and bring the entire orphanage with him?

And who would have to endure it? Me?

He was my father-in-law. We looked after him.

We made fresh bread for him every day.

And if once the food got salty,

we take the insults with a smile.

And when it came to distributing the wealth,

he's turning this house into a trust.

I can't tell you how much I've endured that old timer.

Me too, sister-in-law.

He used to irritate me so much.

I paid for his medicines.

I would spent my entire salary on him.

There is no need for all this now.

Let's not talk about all this.

Imagine that father is irrelevant for this family now.

He had no utility.

He couldn't even fetch groceries from the market.

He would get lost in the market.

We had to go look for him.

And why are you reacting this way?

Even in ancient times, old folks were sent to exile or to the forest.

This is not the same as exile, sister-in-law.

We've literally condemned father to his grave.

Chutka!

Should we bring him back?

Tell me.

Who is coming?

No one, children.

Who were you talking about bringing back?

It's nothing.

We were having an important discussion.

Please, go inside and play.

Your father and uncles are having an important discussion.

Go inside and play.

Slow down. Slow down.

Brother.

What if father regains his memory

and returns home?

You need not worry about that.

The bottle of pills you left in his bag,

was empty.

Pooja had emptied all the pills.

When he doesn't get his medicines,

his mind's slate will be totally cleared.

He won't remember anything.

Neither you nor us.

Only eternal peace.

"With you, I've forged a bond,"

Somu. Vimla. Bablu.

Chutka.

His finger prints and biometrics are not updated on his AADHAR.

How will we find out who he is.

Uncle, do you remember anything?

Who are you? Where are you from?

What is your name?

What is your caste?

Are you a Thakur, Brahman or Kshyatria?

What is your religion?

On top you've written "All religions are equal"

and you are asking about my religion.

Did you understand anything?

No?

Do you know the definition of POLICE?

P for Public. O for Officer.

L for Legal. I for Investigations.

C for Criminal. E for Emergencies.

Public Officer For Legal Investigations

and Criminal Emergencies.

Maintaining law and order, preventing crime,

carrying out investigations,

and assuring local security is the duty of the Police,

which you are not doing?

Be a friend of the public.

A father is requesting you to find his children,

and you think it's funny.

Is this the oath you took while donning this uniform?

Will you show the same behaviour if your child goes missing?

Sir...

Asking me about my caste and religion.

-Sir, come with me. -My children are missing.

Find them.

-Sir, I will find them. -It's raining outside.

-They must be soaking wet. -I am SP. Shrikant Rawat.

SP sir, Rawat sir, straighten your badge first.

Oh, sorry.

-See. -Asking my caste.

Are you Brahman? Are you Dalit?

Come with me. Come with me.

Come sit in my office, okay.

-Sit here comfortably. Sit... -If you can't...

Over here... Sit down.

If you can't follow it, don't write it.

-Over here, please. Sit down. -All religions are equal.

Please, drink some water.

-Please find my children. -I will find your children.

Yes. Yes.

-Laal Singh. -Yes, sir.

What is happening here?

You can't handle one person.

Sir, he has a loose tongue and a poor memory.

The DGP's visit is in 30 minutes.

If he sees this old-timer sitting here,

do you know what he's going to do?

He will make him my responsibility,

and I will make him yours.

Then you handle him all your life.

Please, sir, I can't handle my own children,

how will I handle that old timer?

Just last week I managed to get two old-timers off my hands.

-I've grown tired. -I don't care.

Handle him quickly.

Good God.

I can't chuck such mentally retarded men outside.

The old timer will die of cold.

What to do?

God, help me out.

-Do something for this old timer... -Hello, Laal Singh ji.

This lad from Banares will steal your heart.

Har Har Mahadev.

Couldn't get your regular stuff,

Settle for this instead.

-It's alright. It's alright. -Let Pappu go.

Release Pappu.

Son, I'll take this offering.

But you enjoy this. Go.

Why is the current flowing in the opposite direction?

Well, son. This is Banares.

Here the current also flows backwards?

Why is it flowing in my direction?

Why?

-Why is it flowing towards me? -Brother.

Planning to get rid of us in an encounter?

Because you are half way there.

I wonder what oil they use on their sticks

My backside is completely swollen from the beating.

You always get caught.

It's already swollen.

You are so easily intimidated.

It's a small job.

That's one thing we don't want to do.

We cannot insult our profession by doing a job?

-Quiet. -I was just talking.

What job?

It's an easy job for a smart, clever, ingenious man like you.

Confused?

Okay, let me explain.

Come.

Take him some place else, son.

The DGP has started a new campaign,

resettlement of old people.

-"Don't joke" -"I am not."

This is not possible.

Brother. Brother.

I know, brother, the DGP has started a campaign

-for the resettlement of old people. -Yes.

If any homeless old people are seen roaming in the city,

their resettlement will be the area inspector's responsibility.

He looks so harmless.

What is the problem in keeping him?

You think he's harmless.

You don't know how cocky he is.

Can't be done, Laal Singh ji.

Goodbye. Wait.

- Ajay, arrest the entire gang. -Under which section?

-Under which section? -Any section.

-Charge them under any section. -First tell me which section?

-Are you threatening me? -Calm down.

I grew up swimming against these currents,

be it the law or the river Ganga.

Currents can be of several types.

There he goes again.

Cold currents, hot currents,

northern currents, southern currents,

the current that flows from lower levels

to higher levels is called a hot current.

It increases the temperature of the direction it flows in.

The current that flows from higher levels

to lower levels is called a cold current.

There are currents flowing at the equator as well.

It's called the northern equator winds and southern equator winds.

Global warming is rising due to our carelessness.

Weather cycles are changing.

Landslide. Tsunami, untimely rain and floods.

We must rectify our behaviour towards nature.

He's a Tsunami.

He's a scientist from NASA.

Oh please, he's insane.

-We won't be able to tolerate him. -We would rather endure him than this.

He is right. He is right.

Pappu is right.

This is the need of the hour.

Let's get out of here for now with him.

We'll fix him up someplace later.

Bravo. Bravo.

Uncle.

Turn this way.

We will take care of you now.

And especially Veeru Volunteer.

Yes.

Oh, God.

-Volunteer? -Yes.

The old timer is all yours, guys.

He's relentless. A pain in the neck.

That's why his sons abandoned him.

-Are you serious? -Absolutely.

-His sons abandoned him? -Yes.

Then give me their address,

so I can send him back.

You know, son, my business thrives on anonymity.

But I should have taken some details of those rascals.

They cheated me.

The deal was forty but they paid only fifteen.

-They even cheated you. -Yes.

-Take him away. -Oh, please.

No, no, take him someplace else. He cannot be trusted.

He might just create a new union.

The biggest evidence of human existence is union.

Union brings equality.

Union can oppose injustice.

-The union can get us our rights. -See...

Karl Marx has said,

the unity of the bourgeoisie can be shaken

only by the unity of the proletariat.

When the oppressed join hands

they can take on the oppressor.

Even Baba Saheb Ambedkar said the same thing.

Get united and then fight.

Before that get educated.

That is your identity.

Great soul.

Baba Saheb Ambedkar. Great soul.

Union is the key to success, the seed of victory.

Stop it, old timer.

Stop.

Blabbering in English.

You couldn't handle your own family union,

what union are you talking of?

Your own children have abandoned you.

Don't talk rubbish.

It's not rubbish, it's the truth.

But you wouldn't know.

Because your mind is malfunctioning.

Roaming around like Ghajini searching for Somu.

Your Somu isn't lost.

He left you here.

Like these other old-timers, you are also an orphan.

He won't understand until I don't tell him. Won't leave me alone.

See this red shirt.

He was a ticket checker for 50 years.

And how soon did your son chuck you out?

In one day.

In one day he chucked him out.

This old woman.

She was crying on the streets.

Her daughter kicked her out.

And this...guy got so tired of his own family,

that he came here to attain salvation.

Similarly, I am begging you to give me salvation.

Settle down here and feed this in your hard disk,

that your children have abandoned you.

They chucked you out like a fly in a glass of milk.

-How dare you? -No, brother.

-Leave me. -I will tear you apart.

Calm down.

If you say another word against my children,

I will smash your head.

Their children might have treated them unfairly,

and they have my sympathy.

My children love me more than anything.

Be quiet, uncle.

You shut up.

-Who are you? What is your name? -Shukla.

Shukla, be quiet.

Somu is 11-years-old.

He worships me as God.

I can see that...

You wouldn't know anything about a father-son relationship.

You don't have a family.

Because if you did, you wouldn't say such rubbish.

You wouldn't have insulted a father like this.

These are not the qualities of a civilized child.

I will show you how civilized I am.

Please, brother.

Uncouth.

My children are missing.

I will find them.

What do you know about relationships?

Pile of trash.

Yes, I am a pile of trash.

So what?

Even I was abandoned.

And now you are a pile of trash.

Teaching me about relationships and values.

How dare you hit me, old timer?

I will break your jaw.

What relationship do you talk about?

These relationships cause more pain.

Even more than enemies.

Even animals are much better

than you humans.

At least they don't abandon you.

And I am glad I don't have any parents.

Wait, old timer.

-Let him go, brother Veeru. -I will show you.

Let him go.

He hit me.

How dare he hit me?

He's like a father figure. So what if he hit you?

I don't have any father, understand!

I don't have a father.

Trying to be my father. Rascal.

I don't want any parents.

Let it go.

Brother. Brother Veeru.

What happened?

Your voice is echoing all over the ghat.

Should have been here 10 minutes earlier and watched the drama.

Thank God I intervened and this old man is still alive.

Did the old man do something?

Give me the bottle.

What took you so long?

What can I do?

The rain and these lanes of Banares.

At least mix some water, brother.

Why are you drinking neat at this young age?

Should have mixed water.

Get lost.

Why is brother so angry?

He's used to it now.

Mahadev!

Why did you make this world such a cruel place?

Should have made it a little easier.

Should have showered some booze instead of water.

That would have put a smile on your face.

And on yours. And me...

And even that old timer would smile.

Look, brother.

That old timer is shivering.

What if he dies?

Let him die.

Why do you care?

Why wouldn't I?

Remember Laal Singh's rookie.

He will beat me to a pulp.

I am already in a pretty bad shape.

He is right.

I am done taking the fall for you.

But not this time.

Listen, brother.

He seems one of us.

Poor guy has been abandoned.

-Do it, brother. -Do it once again, brother.

He looks so innocent.

Go on, brother.

Please.

Listen to him.

He's taken the fall.

Do you want to meet your kids?

Huh?

Do you want to meet your kids?

Yes. Where are they?

Here.

Drink it.

This will reunite you with all those you lost or forgotten.

Drinking directly from a bottle...

It's not hygienic.

What?

It's the local stuff.

Not good for the liver and kidneys.

Don't start lecturing me again.

Give it back. Give it back.

No, I'll dilute this.

God's on our side.

See. It's done. It's done.

Good. Thank you.

Good.

I like single malt.

Distilled and prepared traditionally in Scotland.

Don't tell Vimla. She gets violent.

With you?

With those who offer me.

Even my girl gets violent.

I have a question.

Why do these females get so violent?

Maybe she loves you.

Whether she loves me or just pretends,

it's hard to guess.

She is a performing artist after all.

An artist?

Don't you know?

What?

When she dances,

light dawns upon Banares.

When she sings, my heart skips a beat.

Spending time with her is like the onset of spring.

All the three worlds sway with her.

And her eyes...

One gaze from her,

and a guy can stop breathing.

But this is common at your age.

Come to the point.

What is the problem?

What problem?

I don't have a problem.

Your forehead is scrolling.

Meaning there is a problem.

What is the problem?

Do you or do you not?

Well...there is a problem.

Come here, come here, come here, madam.

Over here.

The ambience is wonderful everywhere in Banares.

Hello. Take steps slow.

Take it. Take it.

Americano. Milano.

I bring some flavours to show.

Sanju, what are you doing in my area?

Get him out of here.

-Brother Veeru. Brother Veeru. Hello. Hello, beautiful.

Astala Vista, cashew-almonds-pistachio.

Have. Have. Have.

Grab a handful, no calories. Zero calories. Zero calories.

Have. Have. Have.

-He's the brother of Al Pacino. -Al Pacino?

You have to. You have to.

By the way, that is Lord Buddha's stupa.

Lord Buddha came here thousands of years ago.

And he meditated.

He felt energy here.

You also feel the energy.

Camera down. Camera down.

Feel the energy. Shut your eyes.

Shut your eyes. Shut your eyes.

-Feel the energy. -No moving.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Wow. What energy.

How much energy are you feeling?

Lots of energy.

Very beautiful.

It's the force of gravity.

I can feel your energy.

So much energy.

Lots of energy.

Salvation. Sacrifice.

So much sacrifice here.

Where are you feeling energy, beautiful?

-Here. -No, no, no, wrong place energy.

Family audience energy only allowed here.

Keep feeling energy.

Everywhere...

-Meena... -Aunty is waiting for you,

and you're goofing around.

Who is goofing around, Meena?

I was only bringing smiles to these beautiful faces.

Making some money.

Try to understand, Meena, I am working. Now leave.

Want a tight slap?

Meena, think like a guy.

Do you live with these white chicks or your aunt.

My aunt.

Because only she can offer you Meena's hand.

I begged and pleaded to convince her.

And finally, she's invited you for tea.

With almonds and pistachios.

I know you've been provoking her. I know it.

-You brought her here. -Enough of this nonsense.

Now, let's go.

Meena... -Now!

Meena, I can even rip my heart out for you.

So, you're the bar of soap, that's spreading this mess.

-Pappu. -Listen, Anda roll.

Someday I will roll you up and gobble you.

Brother. Brother.

Aunty. My dear aunt.

-Hello. -Aunty, it's Veeru.

Is he actually here?

Aunty, it's Veeru.

Greetings.

Greetings, aunty.

-Need your blessings. -God bless. God bless.

Try to stay alive, son.

"Because I'll be the happiest to see you dead."

"Why are you still alive?"

"The Ganga is just next doors. Why don't you drown in it?"

Go get some tea.

Aunty, don't go back on your words.

You promised.

Of course. Go get it.

And take this witch with you. Come on.

-Let one of them sit here, aunty. -I am here for you, son.

Aunty. Aunty dearest.

Look boy, stay away from my daughter.

Many have come and gone like you.

This is Banares.

And I am Rampatiya of Banares.

Stay away from my daughter,

or I will put you between these two ends

and slice you in half.

Thinks he can marry my daughter.

Don't forget your place?

No, no, no.

I don't want to marry her.

-Are you serious? -I want a live-in.

-Live-in? -Yes.

-No marriage? -Never.

Such a nice boy.

Don't you know what live-in means, aunty?

No.

It's western culture.

Western culture. Very nice.

Without the wedding vows, I'm yours.

-Without wedding vows. -I'm yours?

Bloody rascal.

How dare you say something like this about my daughter?

I will chew you and spit you out like betel leaf.

Greedy man.

Take this 50,000 and leave.

Aunty, you haven't understood Veeru's character.

You keep this.

Didn't expect this of you. Shame on you.

Much ado about nothing. You are such a miser.

Who are you calling a miser?

100,000.

For your seven generation. Now get lost.

Is she her step-aunt or real aunt?

She doesn't even look an aunt on hire.

Wait. Don't have to be such a grumbler.

Here's 150,000. Now get lost.

I don't want to talk to her.

-Such a mood spoiler. -Brother.

-Don't offer him anymore. -Curse him.

No, no, he won't listen.

He's got class. He won't listen.

200,000

No more.

-Why you... -No more.

215,000. Final.

No.

No, aunty.

215...full and final.

Final and full.

I don't want to see you anywhere near my area.

Get lost.

You are such a rascal.

You took money from her aunt.

Why not?

She was willing to pay, why wouldn't I accept?

That can never be.

-And the thing about Meena is... -Meena?

I can convince her with a cup of coffee.

Did you?

There is a slight problem.

Wait. Stop.

What are you doing?

I will show you.

I can get hurt, Meena.

What about the pain you caused me?

How dare you make a deal? How dare you make a deal?

-I will kill you. -What have I done?

You took money from my aunt to forget me?

Now you'll say that it's a lie.

I am not denying it, sweet cheeks.

I did take it. I took the money. It's one hundred percent true.

I did take the money.

But the problem is I couldn't forget you.

-Am I a problem? -Yes.

Bloody crook. Wait.

You are a problem. You are.

-For my heart, my mind, everything. -Don't move.

And this problem is called love.

The sweet euphoric love of Banares.

Veeru. Stop.

If you love me, then why did you accept the money?

I was testing my love.

Nonsense.

But, Meena, I aced the test.

You'll kiss me and hug me when you hear it.

After I left with the money, I drowned myself in booze.

Thinking I could forget you.

But do you know what happened?

Ask me what happened.

What happened is the more I drank,

the more I was intoxicated by you.

And the more I got intoxicated,

the more irritated I got.

And the more I saw you.

So how do I get rid of this problem now?

Hey, cupcake,

listen to what I did with the rest of the money.

Meena.

I gambled with that money.

I thought gambling would help me get over you.

But do you know what happened?

I saw your face in all the queens(Cards).

Stop this nonsense.

It's not nonsense. It's true.

How do I get over you?

Meena.

Meena.

Hear me out.

I thought Reena could help me forget Meena

So I went to Reena's programme.

I sang and danced and had a lot of fun with her.

In fact, I even touched her.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

I see...

Then you must have seen my face in her too.

That's the problem.

I didn't see you in her.

-You didn't? You didn't? -How could I?

There's none like you in this universe.

Aren't you ashamed?

Meena, please...

You dare you go to Reena.

Hear me out first...

-How can I see you in her... -Enough.

Quiet. Be quiet.

careful! sand!

-Meena... -I said be quiet. Be quiet.

Do you know why you don't respect me?

Because you think I can't live without you.

But I can live without you.

I will forget you.

And you can forget me.

Listen...

I can just die for this attitude.

Your temper is sweeter than your love.

She has blocked me since four days.

It's getting annoying now.

I think she has forgotten me.

-Man... -What?

Man. Be a man.

Be a man.

A real man can do the impossible.

Be a man.

I'll show her my manly charm.

Meena. Meena. Meena. Meena.

500,000 advance received.

Meeta. What happened to your promise?

It was a promise which broke.

Just another high I snapped out of.

Just a heart that I got fed up of.

Just another lover who got replaced.

"Whoever she... intoxicates with her eyes."

"Can see heaven...on earth."

"Your fragrance keeps lingering in the breath."

"When someone gets caught up, in your tresses."

"No more Majnus..."

"Nor Ranjhas around."

"No more Majnus..."

"Nor Ranjhas around."

"Nor can you find

the same determination or passion."

"These lovers are no good with their empty promises."

"These lovers are no good with their empty promises."

"They have no spark,"

"They have no spark,"

"they are like a wet match stick."

"They have no spark,"

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"They are clueless about the rituals of love."

"They are clueless about the rituals of love."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"They are like a wet...match stick."

"There's a Majnu in me..."

"And also Ranjha."

"There's a Majnu in me..."

"And also Ranjha."

"I have much more love than they ever did."

"I would lay down my life for you."

"I would lay down my life for you."

"There's a fire raging in my heart..."

"There's a fire raging in my heart,"

"I am not like a wet match stick."

"There's a fire raging in my heart,"

"Not like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"They are clueless about the custom of love."

"They are clueless about the rituals of love."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"Not like a wet match stick."

"Not like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"they are like a wet match stick."

"Not like a wet match stick."

"Not like a wet match stick."

"Wet match stick..."

-She killed him. -Uncle. Uncle. Careful.

She killed an old man.

She killed him. Killed him.

Aunty killed her. I saw it.

First, she enticed him, then killed her.

-She will be hanged. -Yes, hanged.

-What have you done, aunty? -She will be hanged. Like this.

He's dead.

-She will be hanged for this. -Get lost.

Open your eyes slowly.

I have checked you up.

I have all your reports.

I just have to do one final assessment.

Imagine you have 21 rupees.

Deduct three rupees from it.

How many are you left with?

Vimla ji.

Eighteen.

Vimla, unless I hear your heartbeat,

I'm not sure I even exist.

Deduct three more, then fifteen.

Somu.

Deduct three more...

Try to focus.

You will remember. I know you can.

What do you mean I will remember?

"Bablu."

Chutka.

One, two, three, four...

Vimla.

Headmaster's daughter

6,x,y,z.

Okay, leave it.

I forgot to mention

you are getting discharged from the hospital today.

So, where can we take you?

Where would you like to go?

"Instead of Deepak Sadan you named it Vimla Sadan."

Vimla Sadan.

What is the address?

Why?

Do you want to buy it?

-Huh? -Yes, I want to buy it.

Such patients get violent if they don't get their medicines.

Their memories keep fading due to stress,

and that's why their behaviour keeps changing.

In reality, his brain is almost blank,

-except for some old muscle memories. -See.

Meaning he won't remember a thing?

Looks difficult.

told you

Because he's in the advanced stage of vascular dementia.

Give me the prescription.

-In such cases, patients cannot create new memories. -He's lost his mind.

If we can somehow remind him of old memories or events,

then there is some hope.

I will write down some medicines

which he has to be given regularly.

Imagine he's like a child now.

Just like parents do for their children,

similarly after a certain age parents need their children.

She is right.

As the saying goes, aunty, You know what they say, aunty

Kids and old folks, they're the same.

Right.

Look after him the same way.

Yes.

Look after? Who is going to look after him?

Who else, Rampatiya?

Tell me.

Who else but you.

Why would I do it?

Is he my uncle?

I don't care if he's your uncle or not.

Brother or not, but you are going to look after him.

Why?

You have committed a crime.

You gave booze to an old-timer

to expand your business.

-You intoxicated him. -Right.

And the old timer was swaying

in your arms during the event.

I have an eyewitness.

Who?

Tell her, Veeru.

This rascal brought that old timer there.

Quiet. Quiet.

Not a word.

Badaam. Don't just stand there.

Arrest her.

Stay where you are, or else I will grind you to a paste.

Please, aunty.

Aunty.

What is it?

You can get into a lot of trouble.

-Try to understand. -How?

This is Laal Singh and Veeru's plan.

And you are the scapegoat.

Let the old timer stay for a few days, aunty,

or else you will get arrested.

See how they are laughing shamelessly.

You are done for, aunty.

Aunty's enemy.

What about Dangwal's show?

Aunty.

If you ask Veeru politely, he will do it.

To hell with being polite.

Rampatiya my love, I've an idea.

Listen.

What is this?

Hold on.

Why do you always kiss me

whenever you are whispering any idea in my ears? Pervert.

Keep distance. Stay away.

By the way, it's not a bad idea.

-Be quiet. -What is it?

If you really love my daughter...

If you are a true lover and want to marry her,

then I have a condition.

Go and unite that respected uncle with his family.

If in case you succeed,

I, Rampatiya promise I will let you marry my daughter.

Great.

Will you really let him do it?

I swear.

-Come on, brother. -Come on.

Uncle. Titu's here.

He will take you with him.

-Hello, uncle. -Hi, Titu.

Who are you?

Great. walked 2.5 miles in nine days.

Uncle, this is Veeru the volunteer.

-Volunteer. -Yes.

Do you want to meet Somu, uncle?

Somu. Somu is my eldest son.

This is Titu. He knows Vimla Sadan.

Remember, Vimla Sadan. He has the address for Vimla Sadan.

He will take you there.

He also hired a bus for you.

Go with him, uncle, or you will miss the bus.

And he will unite you with your 11-year-old son.

-Right. -I am not trying to stealing it, uncle.

-He's so violent. -Leave it.

Titu.

Yes, brother.

Take him to Vishakhapatnam.

-He shouldn't come back. -Absolutely.

Meena is already...

Don't worry.

This old timer is not coming back in this lifetime.

If you pay extra money,

he won't come back in the next lifetime either.

-12,500 rupees. -Goodbye.

What greedy people.

Good riddance. Finally some peace and quiet.

Take care, uncle.

Har Har Mahadev.

Don't stare, uncle,

Let's go.

Now, let's go deal with aunty.

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

Meena. oh my Aunty.

I left that old timer at his house.

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

Quiet.

Quiet!

-Look, I... -You promised.

If I take the old timer home,

to his sons...

He has reached home.

You can look all over Banares. You won't find him.

He's gone home.

Now give us Meena.

How can we give her like that?

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

Be quiet.

"Give me Meena." "Give me Meena."

Shut up. Shut up.

Stop this drama!

Stop it!

This is rubbish.

He never took uncle to his house!

He handed him over to Titu.

Sanju told me everything.

Titu handed him over to some kidney racketeer.

Even his own children didn't treat him so cruelly.

Even your own parents who chucked you in the garbage

weren't so cruel.

Nor these lanes of Banares.

Imagine if someone had taken your kidneys,

and sold your organs when you were a kid,

then what would have happened to you?

Veeru, I've always forgiven

your actions, your mistakes and your naivety.

I loved you the way you are.

But you cheated on your Meena today.

Forgive me, brother.

Forgive you?

Because of you I have fallen in the eyes of Meena

I told you to take him to an old age home

in Vishakhapatnam, but you sold him.

Tell me where is uncle.

Which kidney racketeer did you sell him to?

Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle, it's me. Veeru.

You want to steal my organs.

Want to sell me.

No, uncle.

Anil, check that way.

This way, sir.

Sir, we arrested all the kidney racketeers.

But unfortunately,

we found dead bodies of three old men.

Sir.

We saved the other three old men,

all because of this guy Veeru.

DGP sir. Greet him.

Sir.

I haven't done anything.

If Meena hadn't told me...

Shrikant.

Here's 50,000.

Take it. Take it.

-50,000? -Keep it.

Why 50,000?

You will get 150,000 more, son.

Don't be afraid.

He's a petty thief, sir.

That's why he's getting greedy.

Circumstances makes a person a thief.

Everyone is born a good person.

Son...for your goodness,

you will be rewarded,

and your name will be published in the newspapers.

One second, sir.

Last time my name was published

among the list of missing children.

I was only two years old.

I found this in your police files.

I still carry this in my pocket.

But no one ever came looking for me.

What good is all this name, fame and headlines?

There is no such thing as good or bad.

And money is just money.

With Bapu's picture on it.

But it seems different today.

Bapu's smile looks wider today.

See...

Take a look.

Where is uncle?

Uncle.

You're looking nice.

You turned out to be such an impressive guy.

Otherwise, your kidney would have landed in London or America.

That was a close call.

Why the grim face?

I didn't do it intentionally.

I didn't know that rascal would do this with you.

Did you?

So leave it. Forgive and forget it.

Uncle, forgive me as your child.

Look...I wanted to get rid of you,

and I still do.

But this time I will make sure to take you to a nice orphanage.

I'll make the best arrangements for you.

Personally.

Veeru's promise.

And now money is also not a problem.

That reminds me.

Here's 50,000.

What money is this?

This belongs to you.

Is it for buying Vimla Sadan?

No. I took it from your bag.

You want to buy Vimla Sadan.

Render my children homeless.

I won't let it be sold.

My wife's spirit resides there.

You are misleading my children. Stay away.

Calm down, uncle.

-No one's selling anything. -I was just...

-Get away. -Uncle...

Sir...

I told you that place has my wife's essence.

-Uncle. -No.

No one's selling anything. I am here with you.

I have to go.

-Calm down, uncle. -I have to go.

I am here with you.

-I have to go meet my children. -I will do as you say.

I want to go home. I want to meet my children.

-Uncle... -I want to meet my children.

Son, let me go. I want to meet my children.

-Uncle... -I want to meet my children.

-I want to meet my children. -Uncle...

My children can't live without me.

I want to go. I want to go.

I will take you to Vimla Sadan.

-Calm down, uncle. -My children can't live without me.

I want to go. I want to go.

My children can't live without me.

I want to go. I want to go.

Uncle. Uncle. I will take you home.

I will unite you with your children.

Yes.

And we will also have ice cream on the way.

Yes. Yes.

No fear, Veeru Volunteer is here.

Volunteer.

I want to go home.

Hello.

Myself Gautam Gupta.

Lawyer.

Are you looking for something?

Yes, sir. I was looking for something.

In fact, I have found it.

Since you've offered your help, I'll ask you too.

Is this Mr. Deepak Tyagi's Vimla Sadan?

Absolutely. I am his neighbour.

Is there anything you need?

I don't waste government fuel unnecessarily.

Meaning the investigation is still on.

I think something isn't right.

The family is trying to hide something.

What are they hiding?

These three brothers have together done something,

and the women of the house are also involved.

And the youngest son

is not in his right mind.

At times he says,

"Father fed me pudding before he left".

At times he says it was ice cream."

"Sometimes he says father isn't dead."

Utter rubbish.

Father?

Mr. Deepak Tyagi. Their father.

-Is he dead? -That's what people say.

-I see. -Yes.

When did he pass away?

Tell him.

Last month, on our trip to Banares...

But the information I have is different?

Information?

What information?

Who among you is the youngest son of Mr. Tyagi?

-Why? -Me.

You? Okay, fine.

You tell me about Mr. Deepak Tyagi.

Last month, you all took a trip to Banares...

Not you.

The currents of the Ganga River were very strong...

Not you.

No. You tell me.

Brother is right.

Excuse me, sister-in-law.

Not you either.

I heard father used to feed you almond pudding.

Look at me.

Also ice cream.

Don't you miss your father.

-Chutka... -I miss him.

Stay away. Stay away from him. Leave him.

Be quiet, Chutka.

-What is all the commotion? -I miss him...

And why do you start crying every time?

He...

What is your problem, mister?

What is going on here?

And can I ask in what capacity are you questioning everyone?

Myself, Param Negi.

I am from the state Revenue Department.

Revenue department.

You can check it.

He is not a cop.

-What? What did you say? -Nothing.

So, what is the problem?

Problem?

Yes.

Sister-in-law, Please.

Come on. This way.

Come. Sit.

-Why? -Please sit.

-Sit over there, sister-in-law. -Yes.

Tell us, sir, what is the problem.

First, go get changed.

Because after the news I am going to give you,

hearing that your towel will fall down.

You will be embarrassed.

Well...I won't be embarrassed.

Now tell us what the matter is.

Coming to your house personally is...

-Father? -Chutka.

400 million.

Your grandpa owned some property

which your father was entitled to.

In Ghansoli.

Yes, he did.

The government has acquired it.

For the new airport that's being built.

The government has fixed a price of

rupees 40,23,17,830 for the land.

Yes, of course.

Isn't that good news, sister-in-law?

Yes, it is.

Then how about some tea.

Yes, of course.

Tea, tea, get some tea, sister-in-law.

Yes, tea, tea, I'll get tea.

I'll make tea. I'll make it.

I'll go get changed.

Chutka, get some snacks.

Very nice.

The tea's really nice.

I'll take this for the evening.

Yes, of course.

Alright.

Here's the file.

Better you take this.

No, let it be. Have the fitters.

I've to take the dog for a walk.

That's even better.

Take whiskey, then walk.

It will be safe, not risky man.

-Mr. Gupta. -Thank you.

Yes. Okay.

Gupta uncle always takes something.

Am I...

Am I forgetting something, dear?

Not at all.

Okay.

Very nice family.

Best wishes.

Thank you.

- Sir, the cheque? - Yes.

Cheque? No problem.

Get your father Deepak Tyagi's death certificate,

and submit it with our department.

And collect the cheque. Simple.

And listen.

After that, you must remember my share.

That's it.

Okay.

-Bye. -Bye.

But father is still alive.

How will we get his death certificate?

There is no need.

There is no need for that, sister-in-law.

Let's get father back.

We have money now.

We'll hire an army of servants to look after him.

Actually, there is no need for that.

I've decided since we're bringing father back,

we'll take him to Uganda with us.

I see.

Yes, and we'll take good care of him.

Wait a minute, are you two serious?

Of course, we're serious.

Our minds are made up.

And honestly, brother,

father had a sharp tongue,

but he loved all of us a lot.

He would always say that he wanted to stay with us.

We'll go to Banares tomorrow and bring him back.

Sure!

We will get 100 million for the house.

And 400 million from the land.

That makes a total of 500 million.

Which means each one will get a share of 150 to 170 million.

And papa's share?

What do you mean papa's share?

I am sorry, brother, but if we are taking full responsibility of papa,

then shouldn't we be getting his share?

I see.

So this is what you have been cooking up.

I was wondering. What have you two done for father,

except take money from him?

You two would never even be around.

We had to tolerate him. Cleaning up after him.

If father also has a share,

then we should get it.

We'll look after him.

Taking him to Uganda.

-Imagine. -Excuse me, sister-in-law.

But you have all of mom's jewellery.

And the four of you devour whatever pension father gets.

And...not to forget,

the ancestral necklace,

for which father used to yell at you for...

And would call you a witch,

we haven't taken that into account yet.

-Aanchal. Aanchal. Aanchal, mind your language. -Brother. Please.

Mind your language, please.

Brother, I am really sorry.

But that hasn't been settled yet.

If we start making accounts and make a list

and then the money we spent on this house,

we deserve 200 million.

-What money? -Great.

-Who are we, sister-in-law? -Pooja.

-Are we servants in this house? -Pooja.

-Or beggars? -Don't argue, Pooja.

No, let me talk. Just let me talk.

-They are our elders. -No, be quiet.

Fight then.

Everyone took advantage of him because he's the youngest,

and never let him develop.

Neither mentally nor financially.

You just gave him a video game.

If father was still around,

he would have gotten the most money.

-Why? -Because father loved him the most.

Don't you remember,

who he gave the biggest bite of almond pudding in Banares?

What crap is she talking about? No, no, wait.

Who did he feed it to?

Who did father feed the biggest bowl to?

-Who was it? -It was him. He fed it to him.

-Quiet. Quiet. -This is nonsense.

Quiet. Silence.

He would feed me ice cream.

Deciding with pudding and ice cream.

Silence, Bablu.

Disgusting.

Are you all animals?

Look,

I was thinking of bringing father back, but

I don't think that idea is going to work.

Because if we bring father back

then we'll have to lie to everyone again.

Living with him is unbearable and not to forget this discord.

So...what I was thinking is,

we'll settle someplace else with the money.

So that we don't have to face the people here.

Right?

-Fair. Okay. -So...

we will go to Banares.

But not to bring back father,

only his death certificate.

-Hold the camera properly. -"Mesmerizing eyes."

Hello, guys and girls.

This is your favourite and mine, Meena.

I want you to meet a person

who has forgotten his address.

Say hello to uncle.

If you know him, then DM,

like, comment and share this video,

so his kin can reach out to him

So, uncle, say hello.

Hello. Hello...

According to the Oxford English Dictionary,

Hello is an alteration of Halo,

Holo which came from old high German

-like Hala, hola. -Meena, look.

I told you Shukla would have it.

We found uncle's bag.

And we also found Vimla's book.

Did you find an address?

Wouldn't we be celebrating if we had found an address?

It's only filled with poetry and other gibberish.

It's not gibberish.

It's poetry.

Forgive me, uncle.

Respected poetry.

Poetry is life for those who write it.

Vimla used to write them.

And she wrote well.

"Try to remind him of old events and memories,"

"that might be helpful."

I love the way you talk.

You carry me in your soul,

Through your words...

you stir up a symphony in me,

I love the way you talk.

Take note.

Always talking in poems and verses.

Like the seven rivers flowing freely

contained in a single drop that's you.

I love the way you talk.

I love the way you talk.

But where is this conversation happening, uncle?

It was in the bustling city of love.

Brother, he'll say all good things,

but won't say what's important.

Let him talk.

It was in the bustling city of love.

Among the dimly moonlit

and narrow lanes

where the groups of stars assemble.

Uncle. Who are you?

To and fro you go in my home

and my heart, who are you?

Covered in the colours of Holi,

rubbing happiness onto me with your soft hands,

who are you?

Celebrating Diwali with lamps lit in my name,

who are you?

Who are you?

Uncle. Uncle.

Where are you celebrating this Diwali and Holi?

On the banks of the lake.

Which lake?

Kinari Bazaar.

It's where I bought bangles for her for the first time.

Size two bangles.

Sharma ji's diner.

The asafoetida in his kachoris would fill the air.

Later we would have an ice cream. Vanilla.

It was her favourite.

And mine.

It was also my favourite.

He will talk about stars.

About ice cream.

But not his address.

Here you go, uncle.

Your ice cream.

But this is not from the same shop

where you and Vimla ate frequently.

I could get it from there had you told me.

Uncle.

Where is that ice cream shop?

A1 Photographer.

We had our picture clicked at his place.

I see.

Aah, so you were from that city?

Of course, where else would I be from?

Uncle, what was the name of the city?

It was the city of love.

Love, and affection in old age.

The lanes were filled with colour.

She would paint an image on the ice

and stare at it for hours.

She would sleep with a veil on, and looked amazing.

Amazing. Amazing. She looked amazing.

Like the picture of Radha tightly in Krishna's arm on second floor,

covered in the morning rays kissing the earth.

Her lips holding the pen so beautifully.

I hated to bat even an eyelid when I watched her.

Those were some amazing evenings of Shimla.

Shimla.

-Did you live in Shamla? -Shimla?

How many times do I have to say it?

Your memory is weak.

Have some almonds, it will get better.

Have some almonds?

He's from Shimla.

-The old timer is from Shimla. -Do we have to go to Shimla?

Meena.

-Shall we go to Shimla? -Yes, Veeru.

-Shall we go to Shimla. -Let's go.

Can I tell you something?

Lets go to Shimla.

Shimla?

"Mesmerizing eyes."

"Mesmerizing eyes."

Bravo, uncle. Bravo.

What a voice you have.

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Pierces through my heart slowly-slowly."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"I am old enough to wed,"

"your blessings is all we need."

"I am old enough to wed,"

"your blessings is all we need."

"Please, mom."

"I just need your blessings."

"I just need your blessings."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Pierces through..."

"Pierces through my heart slowly-slowly."

"Pierces through my heart slowly-slowly."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

"Chabili's eyes are so Mesmerizing."

What are you doing?

Where is your focus? Oh, God.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Stop the car, brother.

What's the matter, Chutka?

I saw father in that van.

Yes, so did I.

Me too.

And, even after seeing him...

What do you mean?

This death certificate we obtained

for 250,000 is now our only father.

Somu?

Uncle.

Why did jump out of the moving bus, uncle?

What are you doing?

-What are you doing? -Somu.

What are you doing?

-Uncle. -Somu.

Wait.

What? What?

-Somu. Somu. -Yes, Somu.

We are going to meet Somu, uncle.

Don't you want to meet your kids?

I am Veeru the Volunteer.

"Some strangers seem closer than

those close to your heart."

"They stay by you with no strings attached,"

"and form a bond of love."

"The pain and suffering of strangers..."

"The pain and suffering of strangers,

they always try to share."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna. Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Hare Rama-Hare Krishna. Hare Rama Krishna-Krishna."

"Always helping others,"

"is the duty of a good human being."

"Just as water must quench everyone's thirst."

"Always helping others,"

"is the duty of a good human being."

"Just as water must quench everyone's thirst."

"This is Dharma, this is Karma."

"This is Dharma, this is Karma."

"This is Dharma, this is Karma."

"This is Dharma, this is Karma."

"By nature, he's an ascetic for this world,"

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

"When your heart beats to Ram's melody."

You will catch a cold.

I think uncle's company has had a major impact on you.

No, Meena, I was always like this.

Your perspective has changed.

Look. How those birds are flying.

Do you also want to fly with me?

Come on.

Which country would you like to go to?

-Take me away. -But which one?

Wherever you like.

Let's go to London.

We'll go to Paris.

New York.

Look, aunty. Look at them.

What are you doing, you sinking ship.

Stay away. Stay away.

And you...

Haven't even brushed your teeth,

and striking romantic poses.

You are always yelling at me, aunty.

-I am not a child anymore. -Go make some tea.

The problem is aunty,

even he is not a kid anymore.

What if these kids have kids of their own.

How cute, my boy.

-Come here. -Aunty.

Get lost. Go.

Start making preparations.

What are you looking at me for?

Do you want to strike the Titanic pose with me?

Never.

Strike a pose with a sinking ship?

I am not that desperate.

Uncouth.

Start preparations.

Mister, do you know Vimla Sadan?

We don't know. Ask someone else.

-What? -Veeru, ask them.

Mister, do you know where Vimla Sadan is?

Check on Google Maps.

Wise guy, it's not showing on Google Maps.

Then ask a local.

Thank you for the suggestion.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

-Got lucky. -Leave it. Let's take a selfie.

Is this the same Sharma ji's shop who sold tasty kachoris?

The fragrance of asafoetida would fill the air.

And make your mouth water.

Are you foreigners?

From the land of Banares.

Every Kachori has asafoetida.

-It's what gives it the aroma. -Don't try to teach me.

We are from Bnares.

We live and breathe Kachori. Should I give him a taste of it?

Mister, we're looking for

Sharma ji's diner which is in front of A1 Photographer.

And an ice cream shop.

We are talking about that in particular.

Yes, that one.

I don't know.

Excuse me, is there an A1 Photographer around here?

In this age of AI, where even digital is failing.

Do you see what I am doing?

I am selling culture. Himachal's culture.

Son, I have just one question.

Why are you asking me about such old memories?

Do you see him?

His children abandoned him in Banares.

In this condition. His memory is fading.

Now we must find

his residential address or something.

Let's play a game.

You must have seen people eat eggs.

Now watch this egg get mashed. See...

Now my turn.

Uncle. Uncle. Here you go.

Have some nuts.

Yes, son.

Kapoor sir of A1 Photographer does have a grandson.

Pushkar Kapoor.

What are you guys doing?

These are my memories of my grandpa.

You've turned grandpa's memories into scrap.

Yes, yes all of this is scrap.

My grandpa used to keep them carefully.

People would tell me to sell them but I couldn't.

In the end,

the wisdom and memories of our elders

are a common man's treasure.

I understand.

But try to understand our problem.

Okay, you can take a look.

If you can find a picture of your uncle from his younger days,

-then you will also find his address. -I see.

Because grandpa used to keep proper records.

Look over there.

Over there.

I've an idea, let me call uncle.

-He will recognise it. -He doesn't even recognise himself,

how will he recognise his picture.

-What are you saying? -Pappu, shut up.

You shut up.

You don't know what is Banarasi brain.

-Uncle. -What?

-Let's go. -Who are you?

It's Meena.

Meena who?

I am Meena, uncle. Come downstairs.

You need to look at some photos.

Go where? I don't want to go.

Come on, uncle. Let's go.

-Where? -Careful.

-Leave my hand. Leave it. -Okay.

-I said leave my hand. -Okay, fine.

We wouldn't be bothering you if it wasn't urgent, Dangwal sir.

-Okay. -Where are we going?

Mom is waiting inside. We need to go downstairs.

-Where are you taking me? -Get in.

Vimla.

Just to look at some photos, uncle.

-Let's go. -No.

Manjari.

Uncle.

-You are working with Manjari. -No, uncle.

Listen to me.

-You just have to look at some photos. -Leave me.

-Come on. -Leave me. Leave me.

Listen to me, uncle.

You've to see some photos.

-Conspiracy... -Just look at some photos...

It's a conspiracy against me.

-There is no conspiracy, uncle. -Help. Help.

Help.

What are you doing, uncle?

What are you doing? Uncle.

You could have hurt me.

-They want to lock me up and kill me. -Don't be crazy.

You will hurt yourself, uncle.

Where are you going?

Listen... They want to kill me.

-Wait, uncle. -They want to lock me up and kill me.

Help.

Help.

He will meet with an accident.

-Uncle. -Help.

They will kill me.

Kill me...

Uncle!

What are you doing, uncle? You could have died.

Rascal. Thief. You want to lock me up.

You want to poison me.

What are you doing, old timer? I could have died.

If you touch me again,

my children will beat you up.

Somu! Bablu! Thrash this rascal.

-They will skin you alive. -I see. Kill me?

-Bloody old timer, call your children. -Somu! Bablu!

-Thrash this rascal. -Call them.

-Call your children. Call them. -Bablu! Thrash this rascal.

-Somu! Thrash this rascal. -Call your children.

Die you rascal.

Veeru. He needs his pills?

Meena!

Curse you, rascal.

Curse you.

Of course, aunty. It's all my fault.

Shut up.

I knew you were going to do this.

I am the only bad person in this world.

Rascal!

His sons are so such honest souls.

They will come and give him his medicines.

I clean his pee, shit and vomit.

My child.

I do all the duties of his children.

I fulfil all the responsibilities.

And he's waiting for his children to come back.

Then let them come and take him home.

Help her up. Help her up.

Should have given him to the police.

Even the phone is not working.

-Bro... -What?

The old timer is coming this way.

I don't even want to see his face.

I think he's had a realisation.

He wants to say something, brother Veeru.

Listen calmly.

Uncle.

-Uncle, where are you going? -Meena.

Stay away.

Stay away from her, understood?

Do you come here every day?

See for yourself.

I think he's regaining his memories.

Hello, mister.

-You? -You?

I've been going to the ice cream shop regularly for a week.

But you didn't show up.

That must have answered your question.

I don't go there every day.

But I guess you come here every day?

Do you work here?

No, I don't.

My father is the postmaster.

You're the postmaster's son.

My father is the headmaster.

Mahadevi School.

I see.

So...ticket, please.

Love letter at such a tender age?

It's for my grandpa.

By the way, this is also the age to write love letters.

Headmaster's daughter!

It is also the age to watch beautiful evenings.

There's a beautiful painting of Radha Krishna on level two.

Made on glass.

Do you want to see it?

Okay.

The picture on the second floor of Radha tightly in Krishna's arm,

covered in the morning rays kissing the earth.

Her lips holding the pen so beautifully.

I would hate to bat even an eyelid

when I would watch her.

"You wouldn't know, my love,"

"separation brings tears to the eyes."

"Every knock on the door, every footstep,"

"sounds like you have arrived."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Even if you forget me, but I..."

"Even if you forget me, I still call out to you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Even if you forget me, but I..."

"Even if you forget me, I still call out to you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"You really are so naive."

"You act so ignorant though you know me."

"You are not just my love,"

"you're the soul that resides in me."

"You are my soul."

"You are my soul."

"As far as these eyes can see..."

"As far as these eyes can see,

I only see you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

Careful. Careful.

These are my father's belongings.

Don't break anything.

-Keep it carefully. -You...

You are leaving today?

And you didn't tell me.

I did tell you two weeks ago.

I see...

Hey, headmaster's daughter.

Won't you write love letters to me?

How? Did you give me your address?

Who needs an address. Just write my name on it.

Care of my father, Deen Dayal Tyagi.

Post Master, Dalhousie.

Post Master, Dalhousie.

Don't forget.

Dalhousie. Post office.

I will eagerly wait for your letter every day.

As you can see, we've been on this for three days.

See.

Look, this is the photograph.

Fifth from left is his father.

He was the postmaster in this post office.

-Deen Dayal Tyagi. -Correct.

His name's written here.

And his son?

The government doesn't keep a record of that.

He retired in 1985.

None of us know where he went after that.

He looks just like his father.

This is the guy they have abandoned?

One minute, why don't you guys do one thing?

Sir, any update on cancellation,

transfer or any other information of Mr. Tyagi's ration card?

Deen Dayal Tyagi?

We have no data or even digital data of

Deen Dayal Tyagi's cancellation application.

That's why I can't help you in any way even if I want to.

Please forgive me.

What now, brother?

All roads seem closed.

Total dead end.

"Through the window of memories, "I often gaze at you."

-Stay on the line... -He speaks English.

He knows the law,

can also fight.

If his father was a government officer,

his son might also be one.

Could be an army officer? Police? No?

Maybe be a commando or a navy officer?

-Air Force pilot... -He can also be an artist.

Recites poetry, sings songs.

Theatre artist.

Brother Veeru,

why are we letting him go?

Let's keep him.

How did you have a change of heart?

No, brother. Since he entered our lives,

we don't feel like an orphan anymore.

He gives that fatherly vibe.

Don't you agree?

Why do you worry about cleaning up after him?

I will look after his routine.

Just like you used to steal milk. And then bananas.

That's how you made me a thief.

Will you make him a thief as well?

Brother.

That's a good idea.

We'll make him a thief.

You see, my hands and legs don't work like they used to.

I see.

Young and old will steal,

and we brothers will play on the steps of Banares.

Kishori.

Don't cross your limit.

Stop ranting about your 500,000.

You are breaking your promise...

Give that to me.

Rampatiya.

Dangwal sir.

Don't mess with me.

You know...

she will dance at centre-stage.

Yes, she will...

Hey.

Meena won't dance.

Who is speaking?

The university where you took training to be a don,

I used to pee on their walls.

King of Assi Ghat Veeru speaking.

Petty thief.

And you no good don.

I know you.

Come to Banares.

I will chop you to pieces.

I am a double-edged sword. who will shred you to pieces.

We will lead a life of honour.

Meena will not perform and that's final.

What have you done?

Has he lost it

You don't know Dangwal.

Aunty.

-Let's go, Meena. -Enough of this drama, aunty.

I am not coming.

-Is this drama? -Yes.

You swear this is drama?

This stupid old timer is just an excuse.

You are abandoning your aunt

because you want to live with this drifter.

-Aunty... -Let that old timer go.

Why do you follow her?

She never talks sense

She's not an old timer.

She is my aunt.

Learn to respect a girl's family.

And not just you,

I would sacrifice many more Veerus for her.

Meena.

Am I the only bad guy,

and your aunty is some saint?

Then go be with her.

Happy journey.

My sweet Aunty.

Wait.

There is nothing left between us.

Nothing at all.

Do you know, aunty,

had mom been alive,

I wouldn't have come back for her.

But you are my aunty.

Let's go...

See...

Do you see tabalchi?

She finally admitted.

I am just her aunt.

And I thought I was her mother.

Forgive me, dear, for thinking I was your mother.

God bless you and your lover.

Don't you worry.

Here is your luggage.

And your lover's.

And your uncle's.

Leave.

It's a letter from Vimla.

Hidden in the cover of the diary.

Somu, you were born after several prayers.

You fell awfully sick when you were only 17 days old.

Keep reading.

All the doctors gave up.

It was a stormy night and also snowing,

but your father cared for nothing.

He grabbed his cycle,

wrapped you in a blanket, made me get on,

and took you to see a specialist in the city.

When you finally smiled after three days,

the smile on his face was bigger than yours.

And also cuter.

Bablu, When you kept insisting on going abroad for studies,

your father mortgaged Vimla Sadan which he built so fondly.

When I refused, he said,

"Bablu will build a home for me".

Took him a lifetime to get it back,

I yelled at him.

Gave him my jewellery to sell,

but he picked up only one necklace.

And said this is for Manjari.

There should be one ancestral ornament in Somu's wedding.

I often tell him to share his stories of sacrifice

and struggle with his children,

but he says they are our children, it is not needed.

But, son, judging by your behaviour,

it looks like you don't care about your father.

And during my final time,

I request you to look after your father.

He only wants love, and nothing else.

He is Deepak Tyagi after all.

Deepak Tyagi?

"With you, I've forged a bond,"

"till the end of time."

"With you, I've forged a bond,"

But, son, judging by your behaviour,

it looks like you don't care about your father at all.

And so during my final time,

I request you to look after your father.

He only wants love, and nothing else.

"No, Vimla."

"One doesn't ask favours from your own children."

Uncle.

Anda Roll, save uncle.

Meena, stop.

Meena.

Anda Roll!

Uncle.

Veeru.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Where is the kid?

-Careful. -Brother Veeru.

-Brother Veeru. -No, no.

-Brother Veeru. -He's stuck under the rocks.

Don't move the rocks.

-He will die. -It's painful.

-Do you have a phone? -Yes.

Help.

Uncle.

Don't let the air, water and communication cut off.

Uncle.

Son, can you hear my voice?

Uncle.

Son...

I feel suffocated.

Yes, can you hear me?

Brother Veeru.

Don't touch anything.

-It's paining. -We are here. Okay.

Okay.

Anda Roll!

We're still in the golden hour.

We can save the victim.

Hello. NDRF.

The first hour of any accident is the golden hour.

We can easily save the victim during the golden hour.

And during the golden hour,

We must ensure that the victims air, water and communication is not cut off.

Make sure the air, water and communication of the victim is not cut off.

We must assure the victim that we are here

and we can easily save his life.

We're still in the golden hour.

We can still save the victim.

And you must all remember,

we have only one aim in life...

Sir, my uncle was giving the same instructions.

Everything you just said.

That's how he saved the child in the landslide.

Can you tell us whether he's from your department?

His name is Deepak Tyagi.

What did you say his name was?

-Deepak Tyagi. -Deepak Tyagi.

Actually, he has lost his memory.

Deepak...Tyagi.

Hi.

Hi.

Hello, sir.

How is Deepak sir?

He's much better now, sir.

My Deepak sir has amazing willpower.

Basic instructor.

Yes, sir.

He is my teacher.

I remember...

he once saved more than 100 lives

when people were stuck in a tunnel.

When machines failed he did rat mining.

Sir, I always knew he was a government officer.

Sir, these people are with Tyagi sir.

Yes, sir.

It's a good thing you are here.

Has he forgotten everything?

-Yes. -Where is my sir?

Over here.

Here.

Sir?

Sir...

Sir, it's Madhav.

Your son. Your student...

Recognise me?

It's okay, sir.

Do you remember our memorable evenings?

You, me and Gautam sir.

And them Vimla aunty...

And his children? Where are they?

Somu? Bablu? Chutka?

How could they abandon him in this condition?

They abandoned him in Banares.

In Sadhu Dera.

If we hadn't met...

Uncle thinks his children are missing.

Keeps calling for Somu, Bablu, Chutka all the time.

By the way, you must be knowing his address...

Deepak Tyagi.

Vimla Sadan, Palampur.

Post box no. 176061.

Palampur?

Tyagi sir?

You are alive?

You are alive!

You are alive!

I knew it.

Your sons are behind everything.

They are such scoundrels.

Rascals.

No one deserves children like them.

Good God! No.

They proved their father was dead.

and circulated a false story,

that you drowned in the Ganga river.

It's sold.

Those rascals sold Vimla Sadan, Mr. Tyagi.

Nihal sir.

Nihal sir.

You have been scammed.

Yes. You have been cheated.

See, the man is still alive.

Legally, the bungalow isn't yours anymore.

Yes.

And now those rascals are busy pulling off another scam.

Vimla Sadan?

Instead of Deepak Sadan you named it Vimla Sadan?

You changed the nameplate.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

You don't know,

but we loved our father so much,

that we three brothers could have

risked our lives to save him.

Great.

But the currents were too strong...

Father.

You didn't have to do all this.

Everything was yours.

I was on the path of renunciation.

Wouldn't have taken it with me.

I built a house in your mother's name.

I thought it shouldn't be sold.

Her memories still dwell in every corner of the house.

Even today they play hide and seek with me.

I thought even you loved your mother just as much.

You are my son.

You have the strength and capacity

to raise your family on your own.

You didn't have to sell the house for that.

That was my opinion. It was wrong.

You should have explained it to me.

I would have sold it.

The thing about memories is they dwell in the heart.

Should have tried being my daughter.

You whould have treated your father this way?

Anyway, I couldn't forge a bond.

Couldn't be your father.

Everything is okay now.

Thank you.

It's not your fault.

Forgive me.

It's alright.

DM sir.

My children had a misunderstanding.

They thought I really drowned.

I almost died. I don't know how I survived.

All my life I did everything I could for my children.

And they are doing it for their children.

It's not their fault.

Please, don't accuse them.

Please.

Thank you.

Come.

Come, children.

Come here.

Take good care of your parents.

Someday they will grow old like me.

Look after them.

They will need your love the most.

Whatever they did, was for your sake.

Don't get them wrong.

Your parents are very nice people.

Very nice.

Very nice.

Go on.

Father...

Please, don't go.

How can we live without you?

We made a big mistake...

Go on, children. Go over there.

We made a big mistake. Please forgive us.

Brother.

How can you apologise?

You are in no position to ask for my forgiveness.

-Again this drama? -No, father.

I was leaving.

You should have let me go.

Father.

We made a mistake.

You literally killed my spirit while my heart still beats, Chutka.

I had lost my memory.

Had turned into a little child.

Didn't remember a thing.

Name. Address.

Left me alone at the Ghat to die.

But I was still thinking about all of you.

Somu. Chutka. Bablu.

He told me...

What is your name, son?

Uncle, It's Veeru.

Veeru.

He calls me uncle.

He looked after me. Took care of me.

He's a big scoundrel.

He's a thief and a thug.

He has a foul mouth.

But...

he understands humanity.

I never lied to your mother.

But when I meet her next,

I will lie to her for the first and last time.

I will tell her our children took good care of me.

Gave me everything I asked for.

They worshipped me like God.

It's the least I can do for the sake of her happiness.

God will forgive me.

Father...

You forced me to slap you,

and I will never forgive you for that.

-God bless. God bless. -No, father.

Father...

Your father is a gem.

But you guys...

You lost a gem for the sake of few gold coins.

I want to bury all of you alive.

But thanks to your father

I am a changed man now.

But not completely changed...

Scoundrels.

Let's go.

Father left us.

He left us.

Keep your money...

Name, Deepak Tyagi.

Place, Palampur.

Lineage, Kashyap.

Relationship with the dead?

Self.

"Strange is this world,

strange is its plight.

"Those close to your heart cast us to exile.

Uncle.

I have performed my final rites.

There was no one to grieve for me,

so I cried myself.

Get up. Get up.

Stop this drama.

You call me your son, don't you?

Only I have a right to your final rites.

I will perform your final rites. at the Manikarnika Ghat.

But only after you die.

Isn't Vanilla ice cream your favourite?

I'll use that in your final rite.

Yes, I will come back as a crow and eat it.

Honestly.

I will come back as a crow and eat it.

Uncle?

Uncle?

Uncle. Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Uncle.

You showed an orphan like me, the importance of a father.

I will always be grateful for it.

But, I will have one regret.

Why did you regain your memory?

No one understood this.

Maybe if I hadn't taken you on this trip,

your memories may have never returned.

You wouldn't have to go through this pain.

We would have been happy.

But God's divine play is unique.

He gave you salvation,

from these fake relationships

and bound me in your love.

I will get it back...

I will get your Vimla Sadan back.

Because I owe you.

I owe you, Father.

The duty of parents is to nurture and raise their children.

And the responsibility of the children is to care for and support their parents.

These old folks

who have become homeless or abandoned,

will get a place here to stay

and also the love of children.

And those children who were abandoned at birth,

like the both of us,

will get the support of parents.

Vimla Sadan. A happy home.

Am I right, uncle?

Har Har Mahadev.

Uncle is happy.

"My life is now bound to you,"

"Through every sunbeam and every dew."

"My life is now bound to you,"

"Through every sunbeam and every dew."

"With you my days are bright,"

"and nights are vibrant."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love..."

"Fallen in love with you, sweetheart."