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Plays quite well!

Although, I play well too!

But I'm a bit worried today.

The society elections are coming up. And the candidates are family members.

But I'm always worrying about things. Nothing new.

The way things have been escalating since we left the house,

I sometimes worry as to why I am not worrying enough!

That's why, I'm a bit wound up.

Can't play properly.

Better luck next time, bro!

Saw that? Anyway...

I had to listen to their quarrels at home,

and now, it has continued even here!

Look!

Why are you so late?

I... -I feel like choking you!

No, a black cat crossed my path as I left the flat...

Today's an auspicious day, so... -Why are you making excuses?

This is why I get angry.

When your wife is the candidate,

you have other work to do besides smiling and waving!

Such as? -Planning, rigging, fake votes...

Fake votes?

Moni, you want me to cast fake votes for you?

Hmm.

You chased me so much in college, now you can't even cast fake votes for me?

May I have your attention please?

Just like every year, this year too in our complex,

we are going to elect our President.

Via a completely democratic election.

I am this committee's current secretary!

I am requesting all of you

to choose carefully between our two candidates.

Please vote for any one of them, and elect them in a peaceful democratic process!

One of our candidates is Mrs Monimala Singha Chatterjee.

Greetings to you all!

I can't dress up my words like a career politician,

but if you think of me as your own daughter,

didi(elder sister), or friend, then please vote for me.

I promise not to let you down!

Our other candidate is from the same family,

respected Mr Abinash Chatterjee!

Greetings!

My opposition

is trying to create a sense of familiarity with you by bringing up relations.

Before she asked for your votes. But...

there's a mistake in it.

She's fine as a friend or younger sister...

But we have many senior people here where as their didi,

she would actually be quite junior to them.

But she is "didi" to all her brothers here!

Well said!

What did you say?

Whoever it was, was right.

But this didi and that Didi aren't the same.

And this didi is a snake!

Gone in one bite!

Hey, Biltu? What are you doing here? You're not even 18, how can you vote?

Come with me, I'll take you home. You might lose your way!

Let's start with the voting process. -Yes.

(both coughing)

People either have to deal with the frying pan or the fire,

but you see what I have to face?

I'm staying in the same flat with both of them!

No matter how much the public chants for didi,

you will surely win this election!

If you have so much foresight, then do one thing.

Grab a parrot and start telling fortunes. You'll make some money that way!

Rubbish! Idiot!

Our voting process is over, now the counting will begin.

I must say you are really brave to contest against your own father-in-law!

But what if you lose?

I'll lose if I must.

And then as the opposition, I'll make the government's life, a living hell!

Unprecedented!

Unprecedented event!

Our new President, winning the elections

by a margin of just one vote, is...

Is...

Abinash Chatterjee! Please cheer!

(people cheering)

For our complex's upcoming Spring festival,

our Chief Guest and Curator is...

Abinash Chatterjee.

On behalf of everyone in our society, I congratulate Mr Abinash Chatterjee!

Please cheer louder!

Can't even find things on time! Is this a functional family?

Need to bathe, can't find the towel! -Only if you used your eyes!

Always running your mouth!

Nothing else to do! -You should get your eyes fixed.

It won't cost too much. The towel was right there!

If it was right there then why did you take so long? I...

Whether I fix my eyes or not,

or whatever it costs, you don't have to worry about it!

You always butt in about everything! -I do that?

Yes! -You butt into everything!

You did the same thing in our house. You used to keep things unorganized.

Same thing after moving to this flat!

Why was the towel there? Didn't you see it before?

You didn't see it either!

Why? I was searching everywhere! -Okay, alright... Hey!

Where are you going? -What do you mean?

I work in an office, I need to go there! I'm going there obviously!

You need to keep an eye on your husband. I can't cause I'm busy being the President!

Oh wow! So proud! I know how he won!

You know? You couldn't win it yourself!

I'm leaving. -Won't you hear us out?

He does this on purpose! -See? See?

Darn it! -Careful!

He was interested to hear it all. He left due to you!

You should be more understanding!

You insulted me so much, your son couldn't tolerate it and left the house!

I don't have time to answer all your questions!

Yes. I'm the new president, I'm quite busy.

I will charm everyone that way!

Although no use telling you, you don't have much culture!

I don't have culture? -Absolutely!

I don't considering winning with fake votes to be real!

Fake votes?

Fake votes? -Hmm.

Prove that it was fake!

I've set people on it. -Oh!

We'll get the proof by the evening. -Okay!

And then I will take all the mothers and sisters, and go on a strike!

Oh wow! -I'll start a fast!

Oh great!

So that the president who won through fake votes

can be ousted from his seat!

Hoist it! A little left!

Yes... -Everything okay?

Yes they are. -We have little time...

It will be successful, don't worry. -Alright.

(raunchy upbeat song starts)

We did not have all these!

We were young once too!

Uncultured!

Society's downfall!

Did you say something, Mr President?

Go on. -Yes, I will...

Yes, this is how the society fails!

How society fails? -Hmm.

All while you're the President? And you can't do anything about it?

Yes, I will. I will show you what the President can or can't do!

I saw what your culture is. In the evening you'll see actual culture!

Rubbish!

(traditional songs play)

Really, a Spring festival isn't complete without this.

You've blown it out the park!

No, I did not buy any fireworks.

No, I did not mean that, I meant...

You've really hit the mark!

If you have a cultured upbringing, the entire event will be cultural!

(audience claps)

Next we will have 14 C's Mr Mallick on the stage, to sing us a song!

Mr Mallick? -Who's that?

He sings horribly!

Bless you! All the best!

Thank you. -Good luck!

He sings well, right? -(off scale)O dear residents

Open your doors, the Spring is here

All through the forests and fields Spring is now is here

Open your doors

O dear residents

Can you call this singing?

This is horrible!

Wait.

New leaves sway with Spring's fervour

Hello!

Bye.

What is going on?

The way he sings everyone will fall asleep!

Yes. -Say something?

Forget it, he's so old. Let him continue.

You will never speak up will you?

As if born mute!

You just listen, don't say anything!

Okay. Now I will do whatever's necessary!

Just watch!

You all know why I stay mute.

And now see what she said?

Now the volume will increase, and it'll be met with equal volume from there!

(DJ starts raunchy upbeat music)

What are they doing?

What is this?

Should I complain to the cops about noise pollution?

No...

They will be the ones to complain to the police about noise pollution!

Have you heard me sing? -No... you sing?

Yes. You haven't heard it.

Today you will witness a rare event!

Hey, sound guy?

Turn up the volume! -Hey, turn it up!

(kirtan melody starts)

Came flying in And built a nest

Like a tigress keeps roaring

This poor man's chant Calls out to her

This poor man's chant Calls out to her

Who knows when he'll roar back

Came flying in And built a nest

Like a tigress keeps roaring

(upbeat modern song blends in)

I've whistled and Won over this City of Joy

You are the cheerleader Cheering as I hit a six

I have your family Wound upon my finger

I don't care at all Your son listens to me

Only my father-in-law Doesn't know who I am

Because! Oye!

Because your Bouma's Bahubali While you are Katappa

I don't care about your vote I'll create my own

Your Bouma's Bahubali While you are Katappa

I don't care about your vote I'll create my own

Should I speak of beauty? She doesn't have any

I don't know how to live together

She has her own chants Darting like a snake

She has her own chants Darting like a snake

You will die if she Bares her fangs

Came flying in And built a nest

Like a tigress keeps roaring

We will fight in the evening And extend till the night

You will go crazy Once I get started

You might crack the whip But Bouma's not backing off

Your son is all trapped in my hands

Only my father-in-law Doesn't know who I am

Because! Oye!

Because your Bouma's Bahubali While you are Katappa

I don't care about your vote I'll create my own

Your Bouma's Bahubali While you are Katappa

I don't care about your vote I'll create my own

Came flying in And built a nest

Like a tigress keeps roaring

I've whistled and Won over this City of Joy

And when my scene starts My father-in-law will cower in fear

Like a tigress -You will cower in fear

Like a tigress -You will cower in fear

Like a tigress -You will cower in fear

Like a tigress -You will cower in fear

Praise the Lord

Praise the Lord

Sing His praise!

Praise the Lord

Friends, today is a black day for our society!

Can you really bribe people with sweets and snacks

and win the elections that way?

No! You can't!

And that's why, I have asked the society to review the votes.

And until the votes are reviewed, this is where I will sit.

And I will start my fast right now. I won't leave this place.

Right!

Didi, I was saying...

How long will this hunger strike go on for?

Actually, it's time for Jojo's father to return from the office!

He can't have tea unless I make it.

Who did I even bring on for the strike...

Aren't you ashamed?

Firstly you are striking in front of an air conditioner,

would you prefer if I took you out to sit in the sun? Sit here!

Cheating us with fake votes, we won't tolerate it!

We won't tolerate it!

Stealing the elections and winning, we won't tolerate at all!

We won't tolerate it!

I was saying...

Your Bouma(daughter-in-law)... and other women too...

With the way they are behaving now...

there's high chance your rule will be overturned!

If my Bouma removes me from my seat and wants to sit there,

then why are you getting worked up about it?

This is a our private familial matter!

And talking about my post?

If it was anyone else other than me in that post,

then my Bouma would overthrow them too!

Anyway, forget all that. Look...

everyone in the society wants a review of the votes.

Yes... -Why is that?

Your Bouma, my Bouma, and others, are on a hunger strike!

They are a bit unwell.

That's why we have discussed in the society, that...

if someone falls ill for such a small matter as the elections,

wouldn't it be taking it a bit too far?

That's why we must review it.

Then I hope you wouldn't mind if I punched your nose, right?

Has no proof at all, claims I rigged the elections to become President!

And started a protest against me!

Aren't you the secretary?

Go door to door and open everyone's eyes to the truth.

I don't have so much free time,

How would I benefit by showing people the truth?

Right.

I told you what I heard. -Okay.

Why would I care if someone is educated or not?

No...

And if someone speaks like an uneducated fool, why would we care?

Right...

Why would we care?

Why would we? Why would we care...

Until we stop saying this,

till then our brains will remained confined.

For example, Somalia.

Children in Somalia are dying of starvation.

Why would we care?

The adults over there are dying of starvation.

Why should we care?

Say, you bribe someone five lakhs for

a job with a two thousand rupees salary...

Why would we care?

Then I'm on the road, and someone is groaning on the road,

they need to be hospitalised, but I have a lot of work to do...

Why should I look at them? Why would I care?

Alright, we should leave then? -Yes, go.

I can't make tea for you, you can go.

Okay. Let's go. -But why would you care?

Let him keep on saying that. -Yes, he's stuck on that one thing.

Really, until we stop saying why would we care, why should we care?

Couldn't make tea, so why would we care?

And why would I care if you came back or not...

Have they left? God! Good!

(listlessly)Cheating us with fake votes, we won't tolerate it...

We won't tolerate it...

Stealing the elections and winning, we won't tolerate at all...

We won't tolerate it...

Cheating us with fake votes, we won't tolerate it...

Didi? I was saying...

It's time for Jojo's father to return from office.

May I leave now? -Darn you!

Leave if you must!

Sit.

Who gave this to you? We didn't have it at home.

Grandpa bought me this. And his condition was

that I have to eat it in front of you all.

I was saying, could I get some tea?

Yes, bringing. And there's potato pakodas too.

Hey? What's up?

Why did she make potato pakodas today?

Feels like everyone is happy?

Grandpa has resigned as the President.

A new election is coming up. Ma protested, right?

Hot and fresh pakodas!

Here. Share it with your father!

I was sitting in the evening, thought I would make some pakodas for Biltu.

He loves them so much.

Tea and pakodas together! Our family is becoming really political!

Here, tea without sugar, pakodas without potatoes.

You have diabetes after all. Eat up.

So what?

Some people have heads with no brains.

But do the people with brains care? Not at all!

You know, you missed something great today!

You would've enjoyed it a lot!

I went back to my college days!

That protesting, those slogans...

When did you protest in college? -Didn't I?

Yes, I must have thought I would...

(clears throat)

Feel like laughing? -Not at all!

I'm a bit romantic, so it sounded like laughter.

Actually I thought I'd laugh.

Don't forget that you lost.

I have continued my hunger strike.

I forced you to resign from your post!

Now again I felt like laughing,

but it didn't happen. -Eat up!

Today ended with Moni being happy and Dad being unhappy.

Let's see what tomorrow has in store!

Hey! Where's your Ma and Grandpa?

Why are you watching cartoons instead of studying?

It's better to watch cartoon on TV, than the one at home!

You're running your mouth, eh?

Where is your mother, is she out?

Grandpa's sad, Ma's happy.

What? -Yes.

No, please look within south Calcutta.

Yes, something open. Okay...

Okay... Bye...

Ananda da. He's looking for a house for us.

It's okay if he is, but why are we looking for a house?

I don't like it here.

There's no freedom in flats!

And this little matchbox of a flat, it feels so claustrophobic!

And you can't even talk loudly in your own home!

Have to think what others will think. -There! That's the main issue!

Not talking loudly, you can't argue loudly!

Yes, true. Now can we leave this place?

I don't like it. And even Dad will feel better at a house.

I mean, even he loves to speak a bit loudly!

Wait. Dad didn't want to leave the house and come to the flat.

You wanted to live in a flat, and didn't want to be in a house.

Now you are thinking about the house? -But I didn't want to come here!

You all forced me to come here!

Don't you remember?

(dialogues fade in)

This house? It'll be sticky even if I clean a thousand times!

No one can do anything!

But still won't move to a flat!

I will.... not go!

I won't move to the flat! I won't!

I won't go to the flat! I won't go!

I won't go to the flat! -I'm hungry, I'll change and come.

I won't move to a flat!

I definitely remember!

Neither of you two ever think about me, do you?

I mean what I like or don't like... -I don't want to hear all that now...

Now that you're searching for a house, will Dad agree to move?

Your father needs to quickly leave this place soon!

Why?

What are you saying?

Three thousand per month for maintenance?

Yes.

I understand.

You used your cunning to make the President resign.

Now that you're the Secretary, you must look into this.

I had such a huge house, its maintenance was just 300 per month.

And 3000 over here!

That means you only cleaned a bit. -What do you mean?

Forget that, we've fixed one standard rate for all the flats.

Then you are scamming everyone!

Don't say silly things! -Stop pointing!

If you weren't so old, I'd have seen to it that...

Why, can't you see me now? And what else do you want to see?

I wish that I could just... say a few bad words!

Go on, been a while since hearing them.

Why a few, say more! -This is why you fight with your Bouma!

What's that to you?

Whether we fight or not that is our private matter.

Why do you care?

What? They're like the two sides of the same coin!

I was speaking in your favour!

I was planning to make you President! -What?

I'm not interested.

If I'm gonna be a President, it'll be of the country, not a mere society!

This is such a strange family!

You wanted to review the results.

And hearing that he resigned from the post.

And after looking into it we found that you two voted for each other!

Bouma voted for her father-in-law, and vice versa!

And now you're saying all these?

But why do you care?

My father-in-law, I'll deal with it.

His Bouma, he'll deal with it.

Who are you to butt in, Mr Horidas Pal?

Horidas is my driver, my name is Kamalesh!

Instead of quipping, listen to me. -Yes, go on.

We won't pay so much for maintenance!

I have only one answer for everything unethical!

Horse's egg(nonsense)!

They are both same! Both crazy!

What did you say? -Both raving mad!

Two crazies stood in the elections, our society narrowly escaped doom!

You are being too loud! Calling me crazy? -Hey, don't grab my collar!

Let me go! -Let go! Why did you call us mad?

Not call him crazy? What else will I call him?

I'm crazy? Eh?

I'll show him what a crazy person can do!

I...

I'm crazy?

(screams in pain)

What? Dad broke a pot on his head?

Yes! I'm sure they're holding a meeting about this right now!

They will come here in the morning, insult us, and tell us to leave!

Finally! We will leave this place for our home!

It's so exciting!

Listen, you should start searching too!

Ananda da! He's searching too.

Hello? Yes, I spoke to him too.

He wants to find a house too. -This is the first time I'm seeing...

someone call Mr Ananda(Happy) to be happy!

I never know what she even wants! -Always watching the TV, I'll smack you!

That last thing was for me. -No not you!

Let's go, find a house now!

(laughter club members laugh in unison)

Do you really think Bouma will accept your decision?

I mean, it's a house after all.

She had wanted a flat.

That entire scenario has changed, she's anti-flat now!

What?

Really? -Yes!

That's really unexpected!

You know, there was this film by Anjan Chowdhury.

There, Lokesh Ghosh, our hero... -Shut it.

Always have to bring up Anjan Chowdhury and Lokesh Ghosh.

Both of us are balding already!

Forget it!

Find me the location first.

You must do two things for me. -Yes, go on.

First, the reason why I called yesterday,

I can't live in the flat any more.

Because I cracked the Secretary's skull.

Everyone's irritated.

I must move camp now.

That's why I called you.

I put my men on it as soon as you called!

I have some good news. -What is it?

The house that you had sold to the developer,

because there's some dispute, he couldn't demolish the house.

He rented it out instead.

What? -Yes! Really!

If you can buy off the renter... -Yes?

Then wouldn't they leave that house?

And since the developer couldn't do anything with the house

because of the dispute,

their problem would be solved too.

Since you will buy back your own house, the developer would be quite happy.

And you will be able to go back to your own house!

How is it? -Oh wow, I want to kiss you now!

Good job!

Then do one thing...

Since we have some free time on our hands, let's go visit it.

Where?

To that... old house of mine.

We sure can.

Well, you were speaking of another thing too. What is it?

I mentioned another thing? -Yes.

Another thing? Oh yes, dispose of the cup.

Throw it away and follow me!

So, do you feel like tearing up?

Abinesh Chatterjee doesn't tear up so easily!

You watch Anjan Chowdhury's films all the time,

you can tear up quite easily!

Abinash Chatterjee's eyes have dried up by now.

Let's go.

Anyone home?

Is there anyone home?

Tapan? -What?

It's a cruel irony of fate.

I have to take permission to enter my own house!

Everything is matter of the stars!

You are?

Listen, tell her who you are!

Chattopadhyay.

Abinash Chattopadhyay.

Okay.

Actually he used to own this house before.

Oh...

He sold this house to Nantu Ghosh.

Respected person!

Greetings. Please come in.

Let's go. Go on. -Yes.

I understand how you must be feeling after returning to this house.

You must be feeling emotional, right?

Come. Will you have some tea?

Some tea would be great!

Okay, come inside.

Let's go in.

Here. -Thank you.

Have some biscuits.

Actually, the tea...

Please sit.

Your name?

Boijyonti Ghosh.

Boijyonti Ghosh... -I was saying that...

It'd be great if we could speak with your husband.

We had some urgent need.

Husband's gone... -We will wait...

We can speak when he returns...

The tea really tastes familiar.

Well then...

Can you give us his number? If we can't meet him today,

then we'll call before we meet him some other day?

I mean he has passed away.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You should've done your research before asking such questions.

What's the use apologising now? Withdraw your statement.

I will...

Then, do you have a son or someone else?

No one.

Then we must speak to you about it.

Ah! Tapan! Can't you see she's all alone?

Why are you harassing her by saying all these?

We can talk later.

I have a weakness towards good tea!

Do you love having tea a lot?

I do.

It depends on who's making it...

That's what makes me decide whether I love it or not.

Can I say something? -Yes.

The Spring festival ended so long back...

But the Spring fervour has still remained in your heart!

I know that I'm being colourful.

But why is your water pistol getting ready?

What are you saying?

The things you say...

Can I say something? -Yes, don't eat up your words...

The way it is, it'll burst soon!

What is it? -I was saying...

You spent so much time in that house, had tea twice even...

But you never brought up the topic of buying the house!

Actually, Arup's mother...

What?

Why are you mentioning Boudi(sister-in-law)?

What? Yes, Boudi...

If Arup's mother was still alive...

Then she would be the same age as that woman.

She would open the door the same way.

Her tea tastes almost the same.

Coincidentally she even looks a bit like Arup's mother!

I felt bad about her living all alone.

No, it felt good too.

Look, I never got the chance to meet Boudi.

But according to what I've heard from you,

you've never seen a face like her's ever again!

So did you get to see one today?

Must you know everything?

Now go home.

Or else you'll get in trouble. -Oh no, no...

I'll leave then. We'll meet again. -Yes, go. We'll meet.

If I buy that house...

I will buy it with the renter inside!

Can I have that tea again?

Tapan?

It's exactly the same. This tea.

I get that, but if we talk about the main thing...

What main thing?

Main thing means...

This house... -The house?

I mean... -Go on.

Just tell her.

Wait, it takes time to say certain things.

I mean this house...

The person who bought it from me...

Isn't he your... -Brother-in-law.

Yes, brother-in-law...

He let me stay in this house.

I used to stay in my husband's house. So after he passed away...

I had to sell that house to settle the debts.

Okay. -You know...

I'd rather starve...

But I can't imagine living under the shadow of debt!

Wow.

After the house was sold, I was renting a place.

With my daughter.

Then...

After a while...

she passed away too.

Actually while living in a rented home,

I had to face so much harassment...

The landlord used to harass me to get his money.

I'm a single woman, so he used to harass a lot.

Then Nantu told me to come live here.

Oh...

The thing he wants to say... -Wait. Don't hurry so much.

Well, it's such a huge house, all empty now...

Don't you get scared living here all alone?

No...

No, I mean, I must say you're quite brave!

Hat's off!

It does feel a bit scary at times, but...

What can be done, I don't have anywhere to go.

You do.

You do.

This house. -Hey!

This house... is my past...

Your present...

And future? -Ours!

Who knows?

But yes... I can say one thing for now.

Yes, go on. -Can I get one more?

Yes... what?

Absolutely!

Every school holds Parents-Teacher meetings.

This is the first time a parent had to hear that their son's girlfriend

was called names by him because of being a Ghoti!

He's done the right thing!

He's brave that's why he said so!

See what he has to say?

Slaps, Bowls, and Ghotis!

What more should I say?

Slaps to hit people.

Bowls to lick clean.

And Ghotis to mess it all up!

My boy is getting ruined in front of our eyes!

Look into it!

Hmm. -What 'hmm?'

Why aren't you doing anything about it? Do something!

(phone rings)

Hey!

Hello?

Listen, Dad, don't teach such things to Biltu.

He did the right thing saying it!

My grandson is brave enough to say it!

He's not a coward like your husband!

My husband is a coward?

Hear that...

Who am I even talking to... Come here!

Come with me. -Can I get a cup of tea?

No, wait. I don't like the tea that you make any more.

Go to your room, Biltu.

Tomorrow is a Sunday, no school!

We will go out. We'll visit a place and have fun!

Come. Been so long since you've been here!

Oh, you're here?

Yes, I was in the neighbourhood for some work. This is my grandson.

He insisted on seeing his grandpa's house! -Okay.

That's why I'm here... -I was leaving for the market now...

Oh, can I do it for you? -Huh?

No, I mean, help. -How?

You know how he can insist! "I wanna see Grandpa's house..."

Tell her? -Grandpa, I wanna see your house!

He was being like this. -Oh.

Okay, come. Come in. -Let's go.

But you needed to go to the market...

I will go a bit later.

Okay, that would be great!

Come.

Come in.

Careful, it's hot. -Thank you. It's okay.

Why do you have to work on a Sunday?

Don't get me started. This new boss has been making life hell for me!

And no matter what I do, he'll take the credit for it!

We are alone at home after so long!

Sometimes, instead of thinking of me as Biltu's Ma,

you can treat me like your old girlfriend, right?

We haven't been left alone in a long time, right, Moni?

Will you answer honestly?

Hmm...

Do you love me like before?

Stop. No need to say it if you do.

Does the sunflower ever tell the sun that

they're eternally awaiting them, please wake up?

The cloud enters our room Drenches us in love

Happiness dangling on a smile

The fields are drenched in dew

The cloud enters our room Drenches us in love

Happiness dangling on a smile The fields are drenched in dew

The clouds today tell us a tale of love

These winds carry your words to me

All the songs welling in your heart

All the words left unsaid

Standing on the roof all alone

Painting the skies blue

These hearts have demands

Eyes mirror each other

All the songs sung for our love That we sing inside

With love, in secret, with care

Write my name down

In the temple of your heart

The song that wells up in my heart

Please listen closely

In the temple of your heart

With love, in secret, with care

Write my name down

In the temple of your heart

If the night full of stars Call out to us

Our heart hides and plays As dusk draws near

You are the colour That I paint with

Eyes awake all night Words keep crowding

Your hand in mine As the moon glows

While my heart yearns To come home to you

All the songs sung for our love That we sing inside

With love, in secret, with care

Write my name down

In the temple of your heart

The song that wells up in my heart

Please listen closely

In the temple of your heart

With love, in secret, with care

Write my name down

In the temple of your heart

(camera snaps)

It felt really nice to see that...

your old house hasn't been demolished yet.

There's only a handful of old houses left in the city now.

How do you know this? Are you in the land business now?

Not at all! I had gone to Girish Mancha to see a play yesterday.

Thought, I'd go and relive those old moments.

I went to your old neighbourhood.

Hey, I was saying...

Wasn't that house sold off? -Yes, quite some time back.

Grandpa sold it and moved to a flat.

Is there anyone living there or will it get demolished?

An elderly woman lives there now.

On rent. But I don't if they'll demolish that place.

There's someone renting it.

But they can be talked to and removed!

Even if you stay with the renters in such a huge house

you'll still have space left to play golf!

Yes... True.

"And I went and opened my eyes, And just a few steps away..."

Bouma! Don't finish it.

Or else Rabindranath would get offended.

How are you?

Although...

I don't really need to know how you are.

Because I can't do anything about it.

It's okay.

No need to say anything.

I was saying...

Our old house didn't get demolished.

Okay.

There's someone renting it. -Okay?

We will need to leave this flat. -Yes...

We are looking for a place. -Yes.

Do you have that in mind? -It's my mind.

I will decide what I keep inside!

(doorbell rings)

You're laughing?

Boudi? Kamalesh Babu and others are here.

Tell them to come in.

Come in.

No, we won't enter, call her.

They're saying they won't enter. They're calling for you.

I'm forbidden to talk to people standing outside. Come in.

Speak.

Go on.

Look...

The committee has taken a decision, and I've come here to tell you that.

Or else I had no wish to visit your flat.

I don't even know how to speak with you.

I'll get you pen and paper. Write it out instead.

See?

See how she's poking fun?

You all need to leave... -Lower your voice, it's hurting my ears.

Listen, you said that you would move from this flat.

I see no signs of leaving.

Stay, but before that what you must do is...

In front of all the members of this society,

your father-in-law must apologise to me!

Why? Who are you?

That such a senior person will have to apologize to you?

And we don't apologise before cracking someone's head thrice.

Hey! What are you saying? -The right thing.

Listen carefully.

We will leave this flat in a few days.

Great. -To a house.

But... in the mean time...

if you all keep disturbing me by coming here repeatedly,

and irritate me...

say stupid things...

then keep one thing in mind. -What?

There are still a lot more flower pots in the complex.

Don't worry if there's not enough,

my father-in-law will crack each of your heads one by one!

We'll go...

Please hurry... -Dear Biltu?

Can you bring the snake plant pots?

Why are you standing, let's go! -Yes, let's go.

I can't stay here with those horrible people!

Come with me for a bit.

Hey, Malati?

Make sure Dad eats on time. -Okay, Boudi!

I must find a solution by today!

All these time, you've heard that, "One plant equals one life!"

But in our flat, it's "One plant equals one head!"

Dangerous!

Okay, so you used to stay in this house.

Not me, her. Monimala.

Me.

Actually after my wedding I lived in this house for 12 years.

Then you know what happens. I tried to be a bit modern...

I left this house for a flat.

But I don't like staying in a flat any more.

That's why I'm thinking of buying a house and shifting there.

That's true, once you get used to living in a house,

it's very hard to adjust to living in a flat.

Yes... but...

This house is still the same.

Yes, he was saying the same.

Who? -Who?

Who? -Who?

Who?

You just mentioned that he was saying the same?

Who is he? -Yes...

The developer...

The man who was the developer here, came here a while back...

He was saying that this house was still the same.

Oh!

Hey, your tea's going to get cold. Drink it.

Yes.

So you will be leaving the flat then?

Yes. We need to leave it.

Actually, my father-in-law is quick to anger.

He's getting old...

The flat we live in, the people there are really horrible! I mean...

They got into a fight with him, and...

he went and cracked a flower pot on the Secretary's head!

What a funny man! -What?

Hearing this reminded me of my own father-in-law!

He was a really funny person!

The tea is going to get cold. -I've finished my tea.

Oh, it's done? -Yes.

The tea is really good I must say!

Did you remember something else?

Should I get you another cup of tea? -Do you love having tea?

That depends upon who is making the tea.

Right...

One loves having tea made by someone who can make good tea.

Not everyone can make good tea, right?

Do you find something odd? -Why are you saying so?

She was talking about someone.

Then she tried to change the topic to the developer to manage for it.

Then sometimes she's breaking into a smile.

Is that normal? -You are overthinking this.

And "he" said, "he" said...

Who is this "he?"

There's a vast conspiracy, Topse.

Now I must speak to Jatayu at home!

(phone rings)

Yes? -Thank you.

Why?

Remember, you said that

your Bouma might visit or contact me at any time?

Did she visit?

Yes, today suddenly!

I managed.

I barely avoided getting caught!

And... in order to hide that

I meet with you, I had to lie a lot.

Lies do not exist without a reason.

Just like the truth is necessary, so are lies.

Yes...

If it's a pure lie, God forgives it.

If these lies lead to something good, then it's okay.

Right?

What do you think? Will it lead to something good?

Some things are nice.

Such as...

That we leave this flat for that house.

Look...

I mean there's plenty of reasons to be separated.

But there's only one reason to be together,

love.

You... -Malati?

Bye.

"Preach love, Uproot hate from your heart!"

Dad? -Yes?

Are you reciting? -Yes, reciting a poem.

Did any letter come for me? -No...

Tell me when you'll eat, I'll warm it up. -Yes, okay...

"Revered stars, till the end, Waiting at the end..."

Who were you on call with? -No... why?

If it was your son, I had something important to discuss with him.

Wrong number, so I was countering with poetry!

"Revered stars, bloody stars, Couldn't find a better time?"

"Still waiting at the end, I refuse at their doom..."

"My voice keeps choking up..."

Wrong number or wrong timing?

(phone rings)

Go on. -Listen...

I have a bad feeling about Dad's motives!

It's a hung case, Boss!

When I returned home...

I found him speaking on call. He hung up as soon as he saw me.

Is he in love?

That's really exciting!

We need to be sure of it!

Our detective work starts from tomorrow!

How exciting!

Hey! Follow that taxi!

You said we'll go to the fair today?

We have a tail following us!

How can we go to the fair now?

Good bye. -Good bye!

Be well...

Hey, stop! Here!

What? They returned back home?

Giribala...

I can't fathom such similarity between two people...

That you haven't forgotten me...

At this age...

I can feel with my all that you haven't!

She looks just the same!

She looks exactly like you!

She even makes tea just as you did!

Boijyonti is all alone.

I'm so lonely too!

Giribala...

If I'm making a mistake,

please forgive me, Giribala!

Because...

You and Boijyonti are like...

the same person to me.

I never thought there could be so much similarity in this world!

All this time I've been thinking...

that my Giribala has returned!

Giribala? Am I making a mistake?

Won't you have another round of tea?

I don't feel like refusing, but...

If I have tea now, I'll crave it again in a few hours.

Really? -I won't get it then. Then...

What was that noise? -That's a large rat. Disturbs a lot!

Oh! Be careful.

Let's do one thing. We'll get a mousetrap.

We will get one for here.

We will catch rats all day!

I'll leave then. -Okay.

Bye. -Bye.

Be careful on the way back.

Large rats are intruding!

(phone rings)

Hello?

Hello?

Who is it?

I mean...

I was in the neighbourhood...

So I dropped by to check in on you...

Are you doing well?

Okay... the way things are these days...

You live all on your own... that's why...

Be safe, okay? -Yes...

I really love having the tea you make!

Okay. Bye.

Won't you have tea? -No...

Tea?

Wait, one more thing!

Yes? -Are you Ghoti or Bangal?

Bangal. -Great!

Awesome! Wonderful! Bye!

Won't you have tea? -No need!

What?

Praised my tea but left without having any...

Hello? -What are you saying?

You got caught while following them?

Yes.

I barely managed to escape.

But Dad didn't catch me.

But this is really exciting, isn't it, Moni?

Just think, two people are secretly dating at their age!

But, I don't know how Arup will react to this!

What is it to him? If Dad...

Dad is doing nothing wrong by dating!

Look, two lonely people...

At least Dad has us...

But, at the end of the day, can he really talk

about everything with his son and his family?

You need someone who you can hold hands and talk your heart out...

And she doesn't even have anyone!

If these two people get united, they will spend the rest of their lives happy!

You're right.

Yes... -There you stand for me

Listen, I'll call you later. He's here. -While you wait for me

At the end of this song

Bouma? I'm leaving!

Oh wow! Why now?

You never informed me before leaving!

Yes, if I didn't you'd still be curious!

And you'll get time too!

You'll get a chance to get things ready.

-Meaning?

I mean, remember one thing.

Following someone means tailing someone.

And to tail someone, you need to be behind them.

And that's why...

You are always in my back!

Thank you.

Dad? -Yes?

Sorry I called from behind. -No, it'd be that when you are behind me!

No need to apologise. What is it?

I have something important to say. -Yes, hurry up, I don't have much time.

If you have promised someone your time, you'd be in a hurry.

Oh, how intelligent!

Look... -Yes?

You know... that I know.

And I know that you know I know.

And that's why I want to talk openly!

I don't need to hide anything. -There's nothing to hide.

I have everything out in the open!

Yes, I can see that!

But we live in a society.

Will society approve of it?

The society can go to hell!

That I know that you don't care about society.

You do whatever you want!

But think of your son too!

He cares about society though.

As far as I know, he's not useless like you!

Is this how much you know your son?

Please know enough about the person

you're meeting before advancing your relationship.

And, Dad...

All relationships have a label.

So what do you call your relationship?

He's my husband!

He married me following all the rituals, made me his wife and brought me here!

Okay, that's defining it. I mean what do you call yourself?

Husband-wife!

What did you say? Say it again?

Husband-wife!

Husband-wife?

Husband...

Thank you.

You'll notice how everything comes to a standstill right before a storm.

As they say in English, "The calm before the storm!"

Our family right now, is just like that.

And as I said in the beginning, now I worry why I'm not worrying enough!

These days I've noticed that even if Moni is giving up in their fights,

Dad isn't responding as usual.

I actually am a bit scared.

Once a fish gets fried, it becomes scared of oil.

Who even puts sugar in mashed potatoes?

No, I think it's fine. Let' see.

Really, Bouma! You're making waves as a Ghoti!

Even if I don't add sugar to your food, you find all food a bit sweet these days.

You have diabetes, it happens.

Look, Bouma...

Don't speak to me about food.

If needed you can learn a few recipes from me.

Yes. That's left for now!

Till now Biltu and his Dad can eat.

If I learn recipes from you and cook them,

then I think only Biltu's Dad's Dad will only find it edible!

There's no need for Biltu's Dad to eat anything.

Because I learnt of his taste after he got married!

Oh really? So I have been telling you for so long,

since a Ghoti's cooking has killed your taste-buds,

why not find a pretty Bangal wife for yourself?

Should I find one for you? -Oh wow!

Ghoti's daughter will find a Bangal girl for my wedding?

I'd rather die instead!

Let me say something.

If I get married,

then it'd be a love marriage!

And to a Bangal girl obviously. And one more thing.

You should be aware of this.

Biltu, done eating? Go wash up.

Brush your teeth! -Yes.

What is it, Dad?

I feel that I should inform you of something.

I'm getting married real soon.

And you will soon see your Dad getting married with your own eyes!

Congratulation.

Instead of "Interval" they should've written "The End."

When Dad said that I felt like banging my head on the floor and dying!

Not the floor, you mean the dining table!

See how I am? It's not important that I'll die after banging my head!

It's more important to distinguish between the floor and table!

I'm a third person singular number in my own home!

As I was saying, Dad declared his intent to marry in front of us.

It was on us whether we'd support it.

But I don't think it really mattered whether we supported him or not.

Anyway we had to tread carefully in our house, and a marriage at this age...

We are standing on the edge of trying times!

Listen, Dad! What do you think?

Just because you won an election at this age, you'll start taking wrong decisions?

What did you think? We will accept everything?

I don't care whether you accept it or not.

The way you're suppressing me,

you'd trip over Vidyasagar, just for daring to get widows remarried!

And I'm the one getting married. Why do you care?

Why do I care?

You are my Dad, and I'm your son, I can't deny that!

I can't deny that either. -Ah...

Why are you bringing relations into this?

Keep out of it.

Don't say anything, let me speak today!

Hey, Dad, tell me...

Tell me, why do you want to get married at your age?

I feel that if I don't get married at this age, I'll go astray!

Shameless!

Look, son, the point still stands. I am getting married.

And I am doing this cause Bouma poked fun at me!

Me? -You said it yourself!

How will society see our relationship?

That's why I'm officiating our friendly relationship in front of society!

And you should also accept it and respect me for it!

Respect you for it? Why?

Two reasons.

A lonely, widow...

She's all alone in this world.

I want to give her company for the rest of her life.

Two, cause I feel like giving company at this age, that's why.

You might not feel that way. -What?

Although, you've married such a hussy woman!

I don't think you will find the will to do it for the second time!

Strange! Why are you bringing me into this?

I never said anything against you getting married!

No, you didn't say anything, but your husband did.

But, you must hear about it too!

I don't even know why I'm still alive!

My mental state after bouncing between my father and my wife, I feel like...

I should call upon Lokenath Baba, but all I can think of is Darwin Baba!

That man thought of me when he made his discovery!

Fighting for survival!

Sir, Mr Kamalesh and others are here. -Oh, yes...

Come in, come inside.

Come.

Yes, what is it? -Today we...

Came to talk about something else. -Yes, speak.

Mrs Dasgupta from 12C,

she was passing in front of your flat yesterday.

So she heard fighting and stopped.

She heard... Tell them what you heard.

Yes, they were fighting about getting married or not!

Yes, so?

Isn't it a bit too much now?

A few days Mr Dutta saw an elderly woman

drop your Dad off in front of the complex in a cab.

Then now this marriage thing...

It all adds up now.

Hey there, Chakraborty's son, I've only heard you can milk cows if it adds up!

That's the milkman's headache.

If you have any headache see a doctor.

You are thinking about marrying at your age, and you dare talk so much?

Yes, so why does Chakraborty care?

Even if he thinks about getting married, why does your Dad care?

No... -Your Dad isn't financing it, is he?

Hey, you brought up my Dad? -Yes, why?

Was he very healthy? Couldn't be picked up?

Ah, Moni, what is this?

Why are you body-shaming him? -See?

See how she behaves?

Your wife and your Dad, both are the same. How do you live with them?

What can I say, I manage somehow.

Why are you even replying, close the door on them!

Absolutely worthless menace!

Look how he insulted us and left.

No, he didn't leave. -Huh?

His throat dried out, so he'll have some water and then return to insult you!

I'm telling you for your sake, please leave!

Heard it? Done? Good bye.

Let's leave.

And listen, I have something to tell you.

When you were speaking to Dad yesterday, I didn't interrupt.

Because I don't need to butt in between a father and his son.

But when outsiders come and insult Dad,

then I will wipe the floor with them!

And I don't get why are you so bothered about Dad getting married?

When we got married after falling in love, he never objected. He accepted us.

And now that he wants to be happy and get married, why are you so bothered?

What? Am I not right?

Really! Why did I get scolded so much?

You know, Boijyonti...

I was also taken aback

when I saw you.

Looking at his surprise reminds me of mine.

Actually his mother looked exactly like you!

Arup is like my son too... -No...

No, I mean...

I need to head out for work, it's getting late.

You didn't have anything. You didn't even finish your tea.

Should I fry an egg for you?

No need. -Ah...

Well... you're a Bangal, right? -Hmm.

Actually, due to my son and my preferences being polar opposites,

a misfortune occurred in our family.

But now...

There will be no more misfortunes.

I want... a Bangal.

You must be used to living in such a huge house. Won't it be hard to stay in a flat?

Why would it be hard, I'm all alone. -Why all alone?

You will soon be a pair.

Yes, I mean if everyone can stay there, why can't I adjust.

We'll all stay together!

This pair wanted to stay in this house.

But due to some bad influences, he had to leave this place for a flat.

Who is this bad influence? -Your tone clarifies who it was!

I told you to leave this house for a flat for your own good.

That time this house was in ruins!

After living in a flat I realised that the wild are free in jungles only.

That's why I wanted to come back to this house. But your ego!

It's like a long-haul truck, can't be budged off-route!

Yes. Don't try, you'll lose balance!

See? This was the formal proposal.

For the first time in history, Bouma is taking her mother-in-law's interview!

She does resemble Ma a bit.

But so what? She's not my mother!

Did you notice one thing?

No one cared that I have to go to work.

It's inconsequential!

It doesn't matter to Moni, and Dad...

This wedding is thanks to this!

Anyway... let's come back to the present.

Since my childhood I knew that Dad's favourite actress is Boijyontimala.

But never thought that Dad would wrap a

mala(garland) around Boijyonti's neck at this age!

Here! I had gone to buy a garland made of tuberose.

This tuberose garland is used twice in one's life.

One when four hands unite in marriage.

And secondly when one goes to the garage upstairs.

I think the latter suits me well!

Oh! Here's the garland!

Let's get started!

Your food. Here.

Tapan!

Slow down, taste it, then gulp it down!

Ah! What are you saying!

Please eat to your fill, okay?

Now that she has said so, I don't care any more.

I won't listen to you at all!

Well, where did the registrar go?

There he is. -Sorry...

I got late trying to lock up.

Why? Isn't the bathroom lock working? -Not the bathroom.

I meant my pants! -Darn you!

Mr Dutta, you here?

I'm a marriage registrar by profession.

The day I saw Madam drop Sir over here...

I knew it that day that something is going on.

I didn't complain.

Rather, I was jealous of him.

You were jealous? -Leave it.

No need talk so much, do your job. -Yes...

I have everything ready.

Here...

Sign over here, and you sign over here.

You go.

No you.

No you...

Clap! -Why?

See? I told you I'll show you your Dad's marriage?

I did show you.

Not everything is to be joked about.

Hey! Aren't you so lucky?

You got to see your Grandpa getting married!

I'll be all set after I see Dad getting married!

Hey! Moni! -Yes?

Start the ululations, I can't do it. -Yes...

(starts ululating)

Have fun for your Dad's wedding!

Here, hold this. -Here...

Go on, wear it...

You... you first.

No... you first.

Go on...

Okay.

Yes, the vermilion, pass it. -Here it is.

Dad, here, go on.

You won't forget, right?

Happy?

Happy.

I'm really happy...

Today you can have sweets. Feed it to her first.

Oh wow. You have it first.

You first. -Later, you first.

Go on.

No, you eat.

You eat?

That's it! That concludes my Dad's wedding!

Which I think everyone other than me have gladly accepted!

Although how does my happiness even matter?

What is this?

What did you get? -Curd. I hid it for you.

Sweet curd on my wedding night! Wonderful!

Bouma forbids me from eating sweets, you know?

Actually, she's my son's wife and my grandson's Ma.

That makes up my Bouma, who is she to me?

She means a lot to you.

She forbids you from having curd?

You're ignoring why she does so. -Why?

For your own sake she forbids you.

Will I take that concern to my death?

Who know how long I'm here!

Who even says these things on such a day? You have no common sense!

Oh, no, okay...

Well... Boijyonti...

Why did you marry me?

Maybe after being on my own for so many years, I'd gotten exhausted.

First, Manoj left.

Then my daughter left aged 13.

I always thought why am I still alive?

Then I met you.

We got know each other.

I felt that, all the years I have left,

it'd be great if we could stay together.

That's why...

Why did you marry me?

I found a great similarity with someone.

Giribala!

Yes, her face resembles Ma, so what?

Do I need to call her Ma now?

It doesn't matter what you call her. You can call her Choto Pishi(aunt) too.

But you must accept her from your heart.

Did you accept your Dad's wedding?

Listen, some things are easier to explain to others, not yourself!

Until something like this happens to you, you won't understand!

How will it happen to me? -It can! Can't be certain these days!

Listen. Listen to me.

We have always thought about our own happiness.

But we need to think about your Dad too. In his own way.

Look, what the society thinks, what people are gossiping,

instead of worrying about that,

we need to think about how those close to us can live happily, Arup.

He got married at such an age and became a laughingstock!

And Mr Dutta officiated that wedding!

He registered their marriage. -What can I do?

That is my profession.

If I refused even after he requested me,

then my profession would be... -Okay, Mr Dutta, leave it...

Say you got paid so you did it. -Look, is this right?

No, you should've thought it through.

That there are kids living in this complex.

What example was set to them regarding marrying at such an old age?

All in all, we can't let this family stay in this complex any more!

No, no! -We can't.

Yes! We can't! -Right!

Yes, correct! -Absolutely right!

We can't let them stay.

Biltu, I'll just throw the phone away!

Dad is getting late for work. -Biltu hasn't finished eating yet?

Yeah, he's not listening! -Hey, hurry up!

I will get late again. -Please hurry, put your phone down!

Keep the phone away! -I'm eating!

Here... -I'm getting really angry now...

Tea made by a Bangal's hands tastes so good!

Ghoti's make tea by hand too, Dad.

But you find Ghoti food to be too sweet.

But you'd need heapfuls of sugar in your tea!

Such hypocrisy, just think.

See? Bouma called me a hypocrite!

Bouma, I didn't add any sugar.

I added two spoons of jaggery.

Oh. -You added jaggery?

That's why I my stomach started rumbling in two sips!

And even after having two whole cups of your tea...

No sugar, no taste... No sugar, good bye!

Bye... bye...

From two sips to good-bye, to three cups without sugar...

Eat!

Finish up immediately! Dad is getting late for office!

How long will you take to eat? -Tea.

Always on the phone! -Thank you.

I'll grab it and throw it away!

Oh no, there's sugar in this.

Moni? -Yes?

I didn't know, let me make another cup. -No need.

Some things can't be undone.

At least tea is easy to make.

Make my tea from now on, Moni.

Biltu, hurry up, I'm getting late.

Dad? -Hmm?

The new Granny is really good, right?

You should know that good or bad is relative.

But Ma says that all our relatives are bad.

Ah! Not that. For example...

What is good for me, can be bad for you, and vice versa.

Just like Ma and Grandpa, right?

What Grandpa likes, Ma hates it, and what Ma likes, Grandpa hates it.

But they both love to scold you!

You are really getting on my nerves, Dad!

I haven't even started!

I can end this all in one breath!

You aren't even ashamed to go leg for leg and fight!

Yes, my nickname is Gosto Pal!

I do everything with my legs! Here, take my turn for me, let me fight.

Well, who cooked for you all these years? -Why? You did.

But I wish to eat something good for a change!

What all do you wish to do at this age?

Write a list. -What do you mean this age?

At this age I won against you by just one vote. Don't forget!

Don't bring up the vote. -What else should I bring up?

You will always bring it up! -What is this?

Why are the two of you fighting so much?

How can you dare face us?

It all started because of you!

Alright, I'll apologise.

Now keep quiet. Oh, Arup's back.

Prince is here! We have to stop fighting for him!

Why? Start? -Yes!

You wouldn't stop arguing even in an earthquake! Let's continue!

Listen, go inside and change, I'll make your tea.

I'd change the home if I could.

What? -No, I mean...

You can tell me what happened?

So? Go on? Tell him? Why are you mum all of a sudden?

Why don't you tell him? You can run your mouth while fighting!

Now you can't say anything to recount the fight?

Or, are you afraid of revealing who's the real culprit?

Culprit? Me?

Okay, let Arup decide. Look...

In the afternoon, these two... Wait let me show it to you first.

In the afternoon I was getting tea.

You want to cook food separately?

You'll make tea for my son and she'll make tea for me?

You should've thought of this before.

Here's your tea.

Very good! Thank you very, very much!

Ah! What an aroma!

Ah!

And for me I'll get Panseivitis and Sugarnitis tea!

What? What are these?

These are scientific terms.

Not everyone is meant to know it, if they did, they wouldn't have lost the vote.

Stop bringing up the elections all the time.

Always the same...

And what about you?

You came and complained to him?

I didn't know that you were in the habit of snitching!

Really, this is why people say

one should ask in the neighbourhood about the girl, before marrying!

Which neighbourhood?

Your old neighbourhood?

If you asked about me in that neighbourhood you'd be ashamed, Bouma.

Everyone in that neighbourhood looked up to me with respect!

Here.

Because they don't know that you have this habit of complaining to the guardians!

So strange! Why are you bothered if I tell my husband?

Very good! -There it is!

You've finally become a Chatterjee!

You are part of the Chatterjee family too!

My name is Monimala Singha.

Yes, Singha(lion), but keep chirping like a ferret!

And just as you coo like a songbird?

You can only sing in the Spring, and keep quiet the rest of the year.

One who has Spring living eternally in their heart,

will coo through the year to herald the Spring!

Don't think that just cause your husband doesn't speak up for you,

her husband would also do the same!

You're saying I don't protest on my wife's behalf?

Don't I speak up on your behalf, Moni?

Tell me, don't I take a stand for you?

Do you?

Yes! You do! You do!

Then go on, protest! -He will protest?

Can he even spell it right? Always messes up the order!

Stop saying that! -What?

You teach my son while having such poor literacy?

No, no, I have made him immune to that.

He won't need any other teacher to help.

Can't write it properly, comes to protest! -Am I illiterate, or...

Hey... the rice...

It will boil over. Bye.

Dad insulted me so much, and you just stared?

Do you like seeing your own wife being insulted? Shame on you!

You demeaned your own wife, you demeaned your Dad's wife...

You're demeaning all Bengali women, Arup!

Wait! I get it till my wife, and Dad's wife...

How did all Bengali women come from?

You are absolutely worthless!

A total coward of a man! So irritating!

So then?

We need to leave this housing?

Yes.

With haste? -Yes.

But we won't be...

able to sell this flat in haste!

You don't have to worry, I know people, you'll get a customer.

Oh you are a broker too?

So many roles... -Stop blabbering and listen to me.

Sell this flat as soon as possible and leave!

Or else... -Or else?

No, I mean... Tell him or else what!

Why, did you lose your speech?

Why stop at 'or else?'

Tell me one thing, we are the ones who got married.

So why are you getting blisters?

Listen to what I have to say.

We will leave this flat, but...

If you try to pressurise us...

then not only my flat...

Even your flat will bear my nameplate on the door!

No... take your time and do what you must.

No, Mr Dutta, they'll dance on our graves if we give them time!

Yes, we can't give them so much time! -What? Really?

We must hurry? -Yes.

Hey, listen...

Even if we live in the south, don't forget...

I am from North Kolkata, should I bring the pot?

Why do you always bring up pots?

This time I'll get a vase, and then the whole garden!

And if needed, I'll bring the entire Amazon jungle here!

Ah, Bouma...

There's no use wasting such huge words on such a trivial matter.

Stop... let me speak.

Get out!

Right now! I said, get out!

Out! -Let's go.

How was it?

Listen! I've cooked up a great plan!

Great! Really nice!

You didn't even hear it before giving your opinion.

What is it? -For Dad's wedding,

we should gift him our old house!

Why are you staring like that?

You can't gift your own dad a house?

And look...

No matter how long Dad stays in a flat,

his heart and mind are still at that old house.

He just can't say it due to his ego.

And we are trying to sell this flat too.

We will sell this flat, and give the money to the developer,

and buy back our old house.

One second.

That house costs a lot more than this flat.

Where will we get the rest of the money?

You'll take out a loan.

Strange!

And look...

When we got married, your Dad used all his money to get us married.

Maybe he even took out loans, and we never knew.

And what kind of a son are you? Can't even take out a loan for your Dad's wedding?

Must we go and talk today?

I have an important meeting, I need to reach by 12!

It's been so long since Dad married,

we haven't been able to gift him anything yet!

If you can't think of it as a gift, give it to him as a necessity!

And you've seen what the building secretary has been up to!

We can't stay there for too long.

Yes, but I have a meeting today. I must reach the office by 12 today!

If you don't listen to me, I will mess you up here right now!

Take a left up ahead.

No, I can't sell you the house.

Why?

Look, we will pay the entire sum and buy it.

No, can't do that.

I think it won't work out, he must be planning

to demolish the house and make a mall...

We are wasting our time, let's go.

Thank you. -No, I will sell it...

But not to you. -What? Why?

When you sold the house to me,

then I thought you to be civilised!

So what now? I'm Vijay Mallya? -What are you saying?

Your Dad married my sister-in-law!

At this age? And you still call yourself gentlemen?

Hmm.

My father-in-law married your ex-sister-in-law.

But I don't get one thing, why won't you sell the house to us?

And how did we suddenly become uncivilized?

But she has dragged our family's reputation to the ground!

As if your family had any reputation to speak of!

What are you saying? Of course we had!

No widow in the history of our family ever thought of getting remarried!

No she didn't think, she directly got married!

Listen, even if I live in South Kolkata, I'm a North Kolkata Bouma!

Even now when if I take to the streets, all the women will be shaken!

Want to see my power? -Later, I need to reach office by 12.

Forget your office!

Hey, what was your name, Nantu or Pintu? -I'm Nantu Ghosh!

Yes, whatever. If you don't sell the house to us,

I will start protesting and fasting outside your house.

I'll go live. -You'd need to do it alone,

I have no more leaves left!

Why do it outside, I'll go live from inside the office!

What are you doing? Don't do this...

Hello? Hi!

I'm Monimala Chatterjee, currently sitting in developer Nantu Ghosh's office.

He apparently is a social worker, always by your side?

All lies! Completely fake!

I'll prove to you all what kind of mentality he has!

Look!

Hey, show your face!

Look, stop being shy like a newly-wed!

Moni, he might be camera shy, not everyone is so camera friendly!

Stop it, please.

Please stop.

Okay... Friends, I'll be back again with the same face!

Hey!

Will you sell the house now? -You went live?

I'm sparing you for being a woman. -What?

I have a condition too!

If you need the house, you'll have to pay the entire amount within a week!

Or else a Marwari has already sent an advance!

Moni, how will we get the money in a week, it's im...

Yes...

We will pay within the week.

Fine. Let's see.

Bye.

Take this.

What is this?

My jewellery.

It will cover some of the cost of the house.

Are you crazy, Moni?

You want me to sell your jewellery and buy that house?

So what, Arup?

I can sell my jewellery when Dad falls sick.

And I can't do the same for our house?

Look, Moni, I listen to most of your demands.

But I can't do this.

Then what can we do, Arup, we only have seven days.

I don't know what can be done!

But please don't request this of me.

Something smells so good today...

I'll have luchi(flatbread) today!

Why do you need to have luchi everyday?

Just stuffing oil, flour, and potatoes!

You can have milk & cornflakes sometimes. -Milk & cornflakes?

Breakfast ready? I'm in a hurry.

Yes, your milk and cornflakes are ready.

Okay, coming... -See?

See what? People hear words, they don't see them!

Just because my husband listens to me and has milk and cornflakes for breakfast,

he looks so handsome even after being a father!

So am I any less handsome or what?

She sees me that way, right? -Ah!

What are you saying in front of your son's wife?

Bouma?

He loves having it, so he wanted it.

See?

Here, have your tea.

Boijyonti isn't like you.

Always fighting with your husband!

Boijyonti is so soft and sweet.

And yes...

Not fried potato curry, steamed potato curry!

Boijyonti loves it!

I'm in charge of the kitchen.

When I said there'll be no luchi today,

or any potato curry, that means it won't be cooked!

Your sugar is high, so no more potatoes for some time!

Oh! Syndicate rule!

Not for myself.

I asked for my Boijyonti!

Yes, so how many different breakfasts will I cook on my own?

Great! -Everyone will eat what I cook!

Why do you always say that you always make everything on your own?

Don't I help you in the kitchen?

How exactly do you help?

You just stand there, I do everything on my own!

Always saying, your Dad loves this, loves that...

You said this in the kitchen? Oh, so sweet!

So if I don't speak about my husband, who will then?

It's your own issue that you don't talk about your husband!

Yes, right!

Do I need you to tell me whether I talk about my husband or not?

I always think about my husband!

Hey! Tell her!

You like having what I cook for you, right?

What? -Do you become deaf when needed?

I really didn't hear it properly! -Eat your breakfast!

I know everything!

I was saying, I made another cup of tea, without sugar!

No, it's okay. Moni must've made a cup for me.

Angry?

You know, Boijyonti...

Anger...

is a mystery.

It's really like magic.

There's a mirror within you...

that reflects your anger...

The one you're angry at, if you look properly...

you'll see that same anger reflected back in that mirror!

And that person is the one closest to you.

That's true.

You know...

My son isn't a bad person.

Actually...

If people their age see

that parents our age are getting married,

then they would be a bit worried. -Yes, that's true.

I understand.

But I don't let them know that I do. Know why?

Because there are a lot of issues in life,

that can't be easily solved by people.

Not if everyone tries together.

It's all the will of fate, and His wishes,

His ways, is what leads to the solution.

You must realise that.

No more tears.

Don't cry any more.

Yes...

Great.

Listen, tomorrow...

I need to go out for a bit. -Where?

You know... as you said...

No more tears.

-I need to solve it now.

Can't you tell me where you'll go?

You can't tell me, or won't tell me?

Hello? -Arup Chatterjee's wife.

Monimala Chatterjee, speaking.

Can we meet tomorrow?

Yes. My office is open, you can visit any time.

Look I want to speak to you plainly. -Ma?

I hope you will reply plainly too.

Tell me, I'll listen.

Your brother has a stake in your father's property, right?

Have I ever asked for anything from you?

Would you have gotten anything if you did ask?

There would be trouble, right?

I know all about your business.

I know all about your illegal operations.

Your brother knew it too, don't think that he was a fool.

He never said anything about it.

What do you want, Boudi(sister-in-law)? -Firstly, I'm not your Boudi.

I am now married once again, and another man's wife.

Secondly, what I want...

Look, I can spend the rest of my life peacefully with the money I have saved.

I don't want any part of your property.

Just, hand that house over to me.

I want to gift that house to my son.

Do you even know how much that house costs?

I know.

What if I lodge a case against you for cheating me of my right?

You'll sue me?

Would you even win?

No...

I might not win, but...

During the trial, if your illegal operations

are mentioned in court, then...

Nantu Babu?

What do you think will happen?

I don't want any of that. I'm pleading,

just write that house in my name.

Nothing else, just that house.

Hey, Ma, what are you doing here?

Why are you pleading in front of him?

None of us knew that you had come here.

You didn't tell anyone at home.

Thank God I came here.

Or else we'd not have known anything!

And what do you mean you'll gift the house to your son?

Your son...

Arup.

I want to gift it to Arup.

I'm begging of you, write the house over to my name.

What is this?

Read it properly.

What? According to what's written here, the house...

is in the name of Dad's wife. -What do you mean Dad's wife?

What kind of language is this, Arup?

What else would I say? Mother?

Or Stepmother?

Look, I can't jump so many steps.

There's more to being a mother than being related by blood.

Read the whole document.

Read the last page.

That means? -She wants to gift the house to you.

She said that Dad's son is her son too.

To live in that house with your son and his wife.

They won't be here for long...

Biltu, put your phone down and come here. Have your food!

What happened?

I'll feed him, don't worry! -Feeding him is such a hassle!

It's easier to win the second world war!

There, Arup's here!

Here. -I...

I want to apologise to you.

I mean I don't know how to tell you this...

Actually my opinion of you...

I mean my feelings regarding your marriage,

has changed.

Keep this.

I don't want that house.

It's more important to me that we stay together as a family.

Look, Arup...

I know that you couldn't accept us.

You can never think of me as your mother.

It's not possible either.

But if you can...

Please accept reality, okay?

Look, Arup...

I am just a guest here.

This house was yours, and will remain yours.

Take it.

I can, but on one condition.

Stop saying things like it's our house, being a guest and all.

We...

are the same family, this is our house.

Take it.

Tea...

Oh, you're here?

You could've called.

Oh...

If I called I'd have missed this stunning sunrise at Tiger Hill!

Wow! You really spoke well!

I make fun of you for no reason, you are quite fluent in Bengali.

Oh wow!

You've made such superb tea! It's really great!

Leave it, no need to butter me up. -No, I...

It's not that I don't do so.

But when I do, I mind my own business.

And the tea wasn't made by me, your wife made it.

Oh.

So, if you're free why don't you make tea some time?

Oh! But you hate my tea?

No, I mean, still...

It's a long standing habit. The taste-buds yearn for that old taste.

As beautiful...

as a sunrise in the morning...

at Tiger Hill.

Dress up our home In light and shadow

Let our hearts paint These walls red

Look how the moon shines

On our little room

See how the strings Chime in the wind

My eyes don't listen Can't look away

Again I rest on your shoulders Drown in your lips

In this sea of love

I only see you No matter where I look

Love brings life To this deserted place

Just like a fairytale Written by my heart

If you are the message Let me be the messenger

Tell me where you'll be loved

The way I love you now

We moved from the flat to this house. We held such a huge ceremony...

Dad got married,

and you didn't even invite those close to us!

At least invite people over now!

No, I mean... -No need to invite us, Moni!

Those close to you need not be invited, they come over uninvited!

Mantu Uncle!

Mantu Aunty! You all are here suddenly?

We heard the good news and dropped in!

First time I'm seeing bad news arrive on hearing good news!

This is why I told you to keep the gate locked!

Keep it locked! -What are you saying?

Is this how one speaks to guests?

Uncle, Aunty, she's my...

No need to say any more.

The way you scolded Uncle, I understood everything!

You called me Uncle again?

Both of us are worrying about who will pass away first,

and you call me your elder?

Okay, brother then. We are brothers then?

Then you should've informed me.

Am I right?

Thankfully I saw Biltu's Facebook status with his Grandma.

Or else I wouldn't have known!

Yes, I said it already.

We can't come empty handed hearing such good news!

No... hand it to them. -Yes...

Here, this is for you.

Bless you. -And the one for her?

Here's a saree for you. -You needn't have...

Wait, don't touch my feet for blessings, you're not much younger than me. Sit.

Brother, you have the eye of a jeweller!

Boudi is just your type!

What do you mean type? You're typecasting my wife?

I'm not that kind of husband.

Want to see how I am? -What are you doing?

Remember last time?

I'll bust your face in a second!

Should I get started? Skinning you alive?

See? How he is pulling your leg as soon as you came? Sit...

Yes, let me get some tea and snacks...

Hey! Boudi! Get up...

What happened? -Sit...

Sit, Boudi, are you okay?

Are you okay? Feeling better? -Yes...

My head... -Did you feel dizzy?

I'll get some water.

Hey! You touched my wife?

Or else she'd have fallen. -Then she would've! How dare you!

How dare you touch my wife? -No, I mean...

What are you saying? -How will he...

You stop, I'm not saying nonsense!

I'm not a cowardly husband.

Don't think of me like that!

I know very well how to save my wife from lustful Dussashons!

Brother, you're calling me Dussashon?

Remember people called me 'Krishna' as a kid?

Yes, that's why you are so lustful!

Now I will make sure your face is rearranged!

What can I do? I'll get beaten up!

Want to face a Bangal's fist?

Come here! Come here...

Dad... -Wait!

Hey!

Wait!

What is he doing?

Thank you, thank you...

You saved my wife, thank you very much!

Shall we drink like last time?

As you saw... this is our family.

You can find action, romance, comedy, all here!

It sometimes is a bit too much.

But if it wasn't like that, it'd not be so fun.

So then... Ma got sick. And then?

It was about eleven thirty at night.

Pass me the fish please...

Look, Ma...

You look a lot like Laboni Sarkar!

You called me Ma in the morning.

And now again.

It feels nice.

And what about looking like Laboni Sarkar?

Didn't that make you feel nice?

If my daughter was alive she'd be your age.

Sometimes I'm reminded of her. So I said that.

Yes...

Let's forget our woes by watching Uttam Kumar.

Really, such an eternally handsome man!

No one came close!

Wait, let me check that room once.

Let me check if your father-in-law is asleep.

If he suddenly sees me watching movies so late at night then he will...

What happened, Ma?

Don't know. I felt dizzy suddenly.

My head spun for a bit.

Will you have some water? -Hmm?

Won't having water after sweets cause acidity?

Wait, have it a bit later.

Are you feeling better?

It's better, my head just felt dizzy getting up.

What are you doing so late at night?

Watching 'Oti Uttam.'

Go to bed.

Arup, check once if your Dad is asleep.

If he sees me watching movies at midnight,

then I'll get in trouble!

Go. Check on him.

Rum is enough for me, now whiskey has entered the chat!

Before I had to listen to one's demands!

Now both of them have started!

But I must listen, Ma after all!

Ma? Will you fry the potatoes for me?

Okay, I'll do it. Listen, please put out the pumpkin flowers.

He really loves fried pumpkin flowers. I'll make him some.

Okay.

(retches)

What's wrong?

Ma? What's wrong?

What's wrong, Ma? Did you puke?

Do you feel sick?

Yes, don't feel too well. I felt dizzy that day, and today...

I feel so nauseous!

I know what happened. Are you craving sour things?

No, I don't feel any craving.

You must be, you don't know it yet.

What happened?

Will I get any lunch or should I starve?

I'll go. -No, Ma.

Please rest in your room.

I will serve lunch. -What happened?

She isn't feeling well. -Okay.

Go and rest in your room. -What happened to her?

You won't be satisfied until you kill your own wife from overwork, right?

Why? What's wrong? -Who cooked for you all these years?

There's no answer to that, cause I can't answer on an empty stomach!

Then listen to this on an empty stomach. -What?

Ma is actually really unwell!

So go, care for her.

She doesn't need my care, she needs her husband's care at this time.

What kind of care is that?

I will tell you later. Ma is really very unwell!

She needs to see a doctor.

I think someone is going to come home.

Who will come home? Only Arup is supposed to return.

And he won't be back until seven or eight.

Why does it matter? -Not Arup.

Then? -I think that...

A little Arup!

Little Arup?

Li...

Oh!

Little Arup... no...

I don't remember about any such festival.

I remember how elder Arup arrived. It was raining...

But... no...

Nope!

She must be bluffing!

Impossible!

Listen. -Hmm?

I have something very urgent to tell you! -What is it?

Will you put that down?

I think, you're going to be an elder brother soon!

What? -I mean...

Dad is going to be a father again at this age!

Unbelievable, right?

Stop saying such things!

There's a limit to joking around!

What do you mean jokes? Am I stupid or what?

Didn't I bear Biltu? I know all the symptoms!

Dizziness, nausea. I'm sure there's good news incoming!

Ma seriously needs to visit a doctor once.

Very serious. Who know what complications getting pregnant at this age will bring.

This tea is horrible!

You didn't even take a sip! You said that without drinking it!

This is what you really had in mind.

You can't accept that you'll have a younger brother.

Such a backdated person!

Darn you!

I'm about to have a brother or a sister at the age of 36.

And I'm being backdated?

Am I backdated or is my wife too modern?

I'm just thinking about Biltu.

He is going to witness his uncle's birth!

And not only that, he'll see his rice ceremony too!

Wait, Ma!

Why are you working so much in your state? I'm here, aren't I?

Wait, what's up with you, Bouma?

For the last two days you aren't letting me work at all, what's wrong?

Are you suspecting me?

I am doing all of these thinking about your condition.

Tell me everything. No use helping anyone. Anyway...

I have got something great for you!

What is it? -I'll get it for you.

Don't go anywhere.

Look here. Ta-da! -What is it?

Oh wow! Pickled jujubes?

Oh! Wow! So good!

Wow, it reminds me of my childhood. Did they sell these outside your school?

Do you like it? -They're great!

You will like it even better now!

What? -I'll get some more pickles for you.

Both of us will have it. -Okay.

Listen, use this, and eat properly.

Won't you have some? -Be careful. No, have it.

Be careful.

Yes, Moni, speak!

I have some great news for you!

What is it? -I think that...

I'm getting a little brother-in-law incoming!

What?

Well it can be a little sister-in-law too!

I can't believe it! -I swear!

(plate clangs on floor)

Hey, wait, I'll call you back!

Hey, what was that noise? -Destiny calling!

I told you so many times to take some rest, Ma!

But you won't listen to me.

I'm fine now, Bouma.

She's not fine, that's why I had to come.

Why? What's wrong with her?

I told you!

That your little brother is coming.

Now hear it from the doctor directly!

You mean...

Bouma, get some tea for Arup, and for her too.

I'll go make some.

You can really be a handful. You're going through so much...

What's wrong?

What's wrong, Moni? -What happened?

Hey! -Moni!

Bouma!

Bouma?

Bouma?

Bouma...

Look at me?

I felt dizzy and nauseous!

Madam?

Yes? -Tell us the good news!

Think about yourself first!

No, the headache was due to overwork and stress from staying up late.

What? Really?

The nausea? -That was indigestion and acidity.

No... but I thought...

Actually, grapes after tea and sweets late into the night was maybe

a bit too much for her.

You had sweets all on you own? Didn't even think about me?

Uncle, don't worry, you'll be having sweets real soon!

Your wife's result is negative.

And after checking you, I found that you have positive news!

What?

Bouma?

How did this happen between all the hassle?

You need to look after you in-laws.

But before that you need to take care of yourself too.

Congratulations!

Congratulations to you too!

No, I mean, thank you.

Let me see you out. -Yes...

Such good news! Bouma, this is great news!

Now I will take care of you, and dote on you, okay?

Yes. Good news. Another member is added to the family.

They'll be on my side. -What do you mean your side?

Nothing has happened yet, and they're already on your side?

If it can be for you, why can't it be for me?

They're not born yet. -Biltu, come here.

Come here. Tell me, aren't you on my side?

Yes. -Biltu?

Did you know that you're going to be a brother?

I didn't know, but I had a hunch.

Who broke the news to you? -You.

Then, whose side are you on? -Yours!

Right.

You pulled my son to your side,

but you won't get my daughter.

Yes, I know it won't be a girl, it'll be a boy!

How do you know?

No, with that hoarse voice of yours, you will birth sons for sure.

So bad! Shut up!

See? And how is your voice?

Like a songbird!

What are you looking at?

If they don't start fighting it feels so stagnant.

Don't worry, this quarrel will keep going.

And you heard that we are adding a new member to the family.

For now my Jumanji quest is done.

And thus this story ends here.

(chaos continues)