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UPASANA ASHRAM

WINTER HARVEST FESTIVAL

LIBRARY

THIEF

Hey!

Let me go!

I'll kill you!

- Anukul! - You're dead!

- Let go! - Tell me the locker key.

Maharaj!

Hey!

Maharaj! What happened to you?

Again...

He's back... He's back.

Gopal!

Gopal, come fast!

Something bad is going to happen.

I can feel it.

Anyone here?

Help!

Monica ma'am...

You're mistaken.

I haven't done anything.

Where is it, Raju Sheikh?

I don't have it.

Believe me.

I'm not lying--

Give it to me!

Please have mercy!

Please!

I'm sorry, ma'am!

Let me go!

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

Oh! West Bengal is such a beautiful place.

We have Nadia, Purulia, utopia!

First time?

I've had chickpeas before.

- First time in Purulia? - Yes.

Garulia, yes. Jagulia, yes. Purulia, no.

- Sir... - Yes?

What are the best tourist attractions here?

The Chhau dance is famous, ye ken?

Natua dance, the Nasing dance... Lots of them, ye ken?

"Eken?"

Is there a specific dance named after me?

That's part of their dialect.

"Ken", "aye", are part of the lingo used in this region.

Aye?

Aye.

"Aye" want to visit the Guruma Dam.

There's no Guruma Dam. It's Muruguma.

Oh.

Right.

- You guys take such good care of me. - That's enough.

We've known you for too long. No need to flatter us.

No, I'm serious.

There's a saying, right?

Good company is heaven, bad company is exile.

It's "hell". Not exile.

No, no, many people fall into bad company and go missing.

I don't always go wrong.

Fine.

- Hey, stop, stop, stop! - What happened?

- What? - Wait.

Sir.

Is this some folk song?

(speaking in local language)

Sir, did he just call me blind?

No, no. He said it's a Santhal song.

They are going to some festival.

Oh, I see.

Learning the local language.

And that drum, Bapi sir?

The beats pump you up, isn't it?

That's not a drum, it's a madal.

Oh, a madal.

Let's go.

Doctor!

What's going on?

How did he fall sick again?

I don't know what happened.

He went numb and was about to faint.

- I somehow managed to lay him down. - Hmm.

I think his blood pressure has shot up.

Let's check.

- No fever, right? - No.

Did he see something again?

He said it was that man in black again.

Did you see anything?

Yes, I did see someone.

- Sir. - Yes?

What local food should we try, aye?

Try "pithe", or rice cakes.

Aska pithe, sem pithe... we have various kinds of pithe.

Bhabra bhaja, kastar laddu... Give it a try.

What is "bhabra bhaja"?

It's a fried snack, simply braw!

"Braw"?

Should we eat something like that?

It's like the sweet "jalebi", but savory.

Wow! Sounds good.

Where can aye have it, ye ken, braw?

Uff! No need to use those dialect words so often.

- Don't-- - Started his language drama again.

Oh, keep quiet.

Such a sweet language. Of course, I'll learn it.

Aye, aye, aye!

- What now? Aye, aye, aye!

He's at it again.

What happened?

- Bapi sir. - Yes?

- Promotho, come. - Why did we stop again?

It's splendid! You won't find it in Kolkata.

- But what is it? - Date palm juice. There.

You come too.

- But that is... - No buts. Come along.

(singing)

- Don't get off. - Hmm?

He'll be back in a moment.

Just watch.

How much for one glass?

Nonsense!

Just look at his face.

Eken Babu, how was the date palm juice?

Don't even ask.

Who keeps petrol on display? Disgusting!

Anyway, what do we do about lunch?

Any good restaurants around here?

Hotel Sagar. Try the mutton in sal leaves.

Mutton in sal leaves?

Hmm!

Let's go.

(singing)

How much did he charge for the date palm juice?

Keep quiet!

Always cheeky with me!

Why aren't you informing the police?

This isn't the first time.

Or maybe you imagined it.

No, no. I didn't imagine it.

He was right in front of me.

Death stared me in the eye.

Was it a ghost?

No such thing as ghosts, Monica.

I think someone broke in.

If it was a thief...

They must be after the emerald necklace in the locker.

Right, Amiyo?

Exactly.

Are you sure about what you saw?

Last time, I saw too.

Who is it?

Who's there?

Give me the key.

Fast!

Help!

Amiyo!

Let go!

Hey!

Who are you?

Here we are, sir.

Hotel Sagar.

Can't wait!

Bapi sir, Promotho sir, come along. You too, aye.

I'm not hungry, sir. I've already eaten.

Oh, okay.

Hurry!

Why is he running?

- Mutton in sal leaves, aye? - What?

Mutton in sal leaves.

Aye want three plates. With steamed rice.

And green salad.

What's wrong?

We're closed today.

Closed?

Yes.

Aye? I mean, why?

No mutton supply today.

- No mutton supply? - No.

- Why, ye ken? - Let's leave.

Wait.

Not even a single piece of mutton?

Kitchen is closed today.

We're just cleaning up.

No meat from the supplier.

Come on.

- Let's go. - Come on.

What happened to you?

I'm so shocked...

Never in my life...

Not even at my own wedding.

Huh! "Sagar".

Name means an ocean. But the ocean has dried up, sir.

- Let's get some tea... - Come.

- Tea for now. We'll see after that. - Come on.

They just shut shop? Such chickens!

You are still quite weak, Amiyo.

Think about it.

Will it be right to begin the festival today?

You won't be able to work much.

I will be able to.

I have to.

The festival cannot be paused.

May I say something, Maharaj?

The festival can wait. Your health comes first.

No, Anukul.

I can do it.

The festival has continued since my father's time.

Well, then. So be it.

What happened?

Shortage of goat in our country?

What has the world come to?

- Did you do what I asked you to? - Yes, sir.

- Keep an eye. - Nikhil!

Bapi sir, look.

That's Nikhil. Looks exactly like Aunt Bentu's son.

We were together in Delhi, in the Special Investigation Cell.

Hey, Nikhil!

Hey!

- Eken? - Yes.

And you must be Bapi and Promotho. How are you?

- All good. - Hello.

Sit.

What brings you here?

I've been on a joint investigation over the past month.

A financial scam. I'll be returning today.

That's the OC of Raghunathpur PS.

Manas Sarkhel.

What about you, Eken?

I'm simply here on a trip.

And the missus?

Whose?

Yours. Where's your wife?

Oh, she's very busy. She couldn't make it.

She always encourages me to go on trips.

- She really insisted, so... - Hmm.

That's why I planned a trip.

Recommend some good tourist spots.

There's a lake, a waterfall, and the Ajodhya Hills.

Ayodhya.

I can just imagine Lord Rama walking with Lakshman following him.

Not that Ayodhya.

He knows. Said it on purpose.

Why do you talk so much, ye ken?

What about the Chhau dance?

- Kill two birds with one stone. - How?

Upasana Ashram here is hosting the Winter Harvest Festival.

They have lovely Chhau dance at the festival.

Want to go?

An ashram?

It's not a religious place.

It's all about spiritual living.

Let me take you there.

They give you this delicious red milk fudge sweet.

How many can one have?

How does that matter?

No interest in the festival, huh? Only want to stuff your face!

I won't share my sweet with you.

How much?

She'll call a million times now.

It's started.

Oh, it's not her.

Hello.

(speaking Malayalam)

Bring what?

(speaking Malayalam)

No, no Ramanujan here.

A South Indian fake call.

- Are the sweets coated in ghee? - Yes.

Let's take a tour of that Pipasan Ashram, shall we?

- Emerald necklace? - Yes.

The one that's placed on Kali Maharaj's idol

to inaugurate the festival.

It's kept in a locker.

In 1950, it was worth 40 lakhs.

All these years, there was no danger.

But since I've been seeing that man in black...

I've been very worried.

Why are you worrying so much?

There's a guard in front of the room now.

Don't get so agitated.

Anukul, if you could...

Sure.

Excuse me.

Trying to blackmail me, Subimal?

THIEF

Amiyo...

I could have exposed you long ago if I wanted to.

I didn't because...

I'm not concerned about the ashram's past.

I am concerned about the ashram's future.

- Wow! Quite big. - Hmm.

Check it out.

They hold this festival every winter.

I first came here last year.

- Come! Come! Come! - Come! Come! Come!

(chanting continues)

Not enough people at the festival?

So you had to resort to this?

No, no.

They're calling upon "jibanananda".

- Das? - No, not the poet Jibanananda Das.

"Jibanananda" means the bliss of life.

Gosh...

Nikhil, you here?

Did Amiyo call for the police?

No, my friends from Kolkata are visiting.

So I brought them here.

But call the police for what? Something wrong?

No, nothing like that.

Oh, this is Subimal Bagchi.

Teaches Chemistry in the ashram.

He left his research in America to settle here.

- This is my friend, Ekendra Sen. - Oh!

Bappaditya Dasgupta and Promotho.

I brought them to see the ashram festival.

That's great.

The festival will start at exactly 11:11 a.m.

Come with me.

Do you hold board exams?

Of course.

We have a school, our own lab, a prayer room...

- And bright students. - What about milk fudge?

Huh?

- Here come the children. - Ah!

Maintain a single queue...

Sambuddha, come here.

Here he is.

This is Sambuddha. Sixth grade.

A very intelligent boy.

The festival will begin with his prayers.

Oh.

Hey, show them your essays.

Eken Babu.

His writing and handwriting, both are impeccable.

Show them.

Please have a read.

"Health benefits of vegetarian food..."

I'm not wearing my glasses. Can't read properly.

Must be great.

Take care, son.

My name is not "son". It's Sambuddha.

My name is Ekendra Sen.

- Bye! - Go on.

Come this way.

- Kaliprasanna Sen? - Hmm.

He was the first head of this ashram.

Father of the current head, Amiyonath Sen.

The milk fudges...

Wait. Let the inauguration happen.

- Is he the founder? - Yes.

His son, Amiyonath Sen, is now the head.

Family legacy.

He used to live in America.

Now he's renounced worldly affairs to run his father's ashram.

Excuse me.

My second uncle

had once renounced the world and gone to an ashram.

A monk?

No, he didn't go by choice.

Others left him there. In a mental asylum.

Why do you always change the topic?

We are in an ashram, talk about that.

- Okay. How many sweets per head? - Oh ho!

Greetings.

We welcome all our guests.

We welcome our devotees.

The Winter Harvest Festival will begin shortly.

Please take your seats.

First, the idol of Kali Maharaj will be felicitated.

With that, the programme will begin.

Want me to call Sambuddha?

No need.

SWEETS OF BENGAL "JIBANANJALI"

Returning this?

Yes, and I'll borrow another book.

Which book do you want?

"Sweets of Bengal".

Write it down.

(announcement continues)

Please come outside.

Amiyo Maharaj is coming.

Thank you.

Anukul, come with me.

What's this?

It's gone...

Maharaj?

- It's gone! - Maharaj.

Please sit down.

The emerald is missing.

- Let's leave. - Yes.

- Let's go. - Come on.

Where are you going?

The game has just begun.

When will I get it?

Don't worry. The job will be done.

But when?

Will get it before the festival begins.

The locker key?

I've got it.

Great.

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

What do you mean the game has started, Udbuddha?

- Sambuddha. - Right. Sambuddha.

The game is afoot! Now the real fun will begin.

Please be patient. There's been a mishap.

What happened?

To everyone present...

I have some bad news.

They're out of milk fudges.

Amiyo Maharaj has suddenly fallen ill.

Given the circumstances, we cannot inaugurate the festival.

As his doctor, I would advise at least two days of rest.

Or else, he won't be able to handle the strain.

Then let's leave.

What a waste of time.

Anukul. What happened to Amiyo Maharaj?

He suddenly fell ill. Just a minute.

- Sir! You're... - Hmm?

Aren't you Detective Ekendra Sen?

No, no. We just look alike.

No, Eken Babu. We recognise you.

We need you.

There are still some Chhau dance performances left.

But I can't do the Chhau dance.

No, that's not what we mean. Please come with us.

That's fine. But I was promised milk fudge...

We'll get them for you.

Please come inside. Please.

Eken, this is Anukul, a resident of the ashram.

- Okay. - Hello.

I understand that, but sir...

I'm on holiday.

Just here for sightseeing and milk fudge.

Oh! Always thinking about food.

Show us what that brain can do.

Sambuddha!

- That's what I'm going to do. - Hmm.

This way.

What a rude boy! Commenting on my brain!

- He's such a pain. - He's right behind us.

Go do your own thing. Go on.

Follow me.

- This way. - Please come.

Goddess!

Mother Goddess.

Bless me, Mother Goddess...

What?

This is just a mask.

Which literary god loved playing tag?

Rabindranath Tag-ore. Fine?

And you are?

Excuse me?

I only got your name. We haven't been properly introduced.

Anukul Banerjee. A resident of the ashram.

Although, temporary.

Actually, I'm here to catalogue the books in the ashram library.

Oh, I see.

This way.

- Nikhil... - Hmm?

- Does Anukul act in plays? - Plays?

Do you even watch plays?

What are you saying?

I come from a family of theatre artists.

My second uncle always played the central character.

He played Shivaji in "Shivaji", Ramakrishna in "Sri Ramkrishna"--

The ghat in "Kankabatir Ghat".

Mahesh in "Mahesh".

Ugh!

I'll just throw my phone away.

Same number.

Hello? Who is it?

(speaking Malayalam)

Knee? As in knee joint?

(speaking Malayalam)

What are you talking about? Hello?

Damn it!

- This could be Khuku. - What rubbish!

Yes, she can talk in different voices.

What? Your wife talks to you in different voices?

Hmm.

It changes at different times of the month.

This way.

Let me introduce you...

This is Amiyo Maharaj, the head of the ashram.

- Dr. Subhankar Kundu. - Hello.

And this is the renowned detective, Ekendra Sen.

Oh, stop!

Eken Babu and his friends had come for the festival.

So I requested them to help us out.

So, what's going on?

I heard you are unwell.

But I don't understand how I can help in this matter.

My father's emerald necklace is missing.

It's been stolen.

Emerald?

After following my father's spiritual path...

King Uday Singh Chauhan of Rajasthan...

had gifted this emerald to him.

It's this big.

Zambian emerald.

- Subhankar? - Yes.

Continue.

The emerald would be worth a crore now.

On the first day of the festival

my father would bring the emerald out of the locker and in a holder.

He believed that the emerald holds a supernatural power.

Devotees would worship that emerald.

Anyway, it was while meditating in this prayer room

that my father passed away.

His body was full of strange marks.

Right, Subhankar?

Yes, that's what I saw.

Supernatural signs had appeared on his body.

He passed away while meditating.

Hmm. A vice man.

- "Wise". - That's what I said.

SWEETS OF BENGAL JIBANANJALI

I'd like to borrow "Jibananjali" by Kaliprasanna Sen.

After my father passed away, I had the emerald set in a necklace.

And to inaugurate the festival, I place it on his idol every year.

Today, I opened the locker to find...

that the Zambian emerald is gone.

It's been stolen.

I don't know how this happened.

I see.

Where is the locker, sir?

It's in a room in the library.

There's a guard outside...

The room is always locked.

And windows shut from the inside.

If he could...

Uh, can I take a look at the locker?

Here you go.

Hail Guru.

Here's our library staff.

- Meet Monica Mandi, head librarian. - Hello.

- And Sukumar, the desk librarian. - Hello.

This is Ekendra Sen. Detective.

And they are Eken Babu's friends.

Hello.

Monica, does Sukumar know that the emerald is gone?

Yes, he was in the library when it was discovered.

But he won't tell anyone.

Alright.

Here they are.

- The locker room is that way. - Let's go.

Do you suspect anyone?

For a few days now, a man in a black mask...

...has been threatening me.

Didn't you tell the police?

I just couldn't process it...

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Hey, you're in my way!

Let's go.

You come too. Need to talk to you.

How long have you been working here?

I joined a week ago, sir.

- Oh, just a week? - Yes.

Have you seen anyone loitering outside that room?

Or has anyone wanted to enter?

No one is allowed inside except Amiyo Maharaj.

Besides, only he has the key to the room.

No duplicate key?

The duplicate one...

It's with me. I've already checked.

Oh. That's fine then.

Okay. Let's go, Bapi.

Please come.

Over the bound. Swung right around.

Hopped on the chariot. The wind then carried it.

One more riddle?

Sambuddha, you can see he's busy.

Don't disturb him. Go.

Please come.

GODDESS SARASWATI

Subhaprasanna?

- Kali. - Oh, sorry.

I beg your leave to enter.

Come in, Gopal.

Tea.

Pray, partake and take thy rest. Thou art welcome in mine ashram.

Don't mind him.

Gopal and a few other residents speak in this archaic tongue.

Oh.

I pray thee, drink.

- Bapi. - Lovely!

Thou makest wonderful tea.

- Thank thee-- - Most gladly.

When last didst thou see the emerald?

- That's enough. - Oh, sorry.

When did you last see the emerald necklace?

Just a few days ago.

The festival was to start, so I took it out of the locker

cleaned it, and put it back.

On my way back, was the first time I saw the man in black.

He attacked me!

Isn't the ashram gate closed at night?

Yes. We have guards too.

Did you clean it in this room?

Yes, on that table.

I cleaned it with soap and water. Then put it back in the locker.

Someone had to have known the locker combination.

And a key to that room.

Otherwise, it's impossible to take it.

You are my only hope, Eken Babu.

Without the emerald necklace, the festival cannot begin.

And if the festival doesn't happen, the devotees will lose faith.

To investigate in detail...

I'll need to know who's entering and leaving the ashram and when.

And what everyone's up to.

My hotel is quite far from the ashram, so...

We have a guest house.

You can stay there. I'll arrange for everything.

Just tell me what you need.

The milk fudges were delicious.

Oh!

Gopal!

Gopal!

My lord?

Get a box of milk fudges for them right away.

Yes, my lord.

If it's an inside job...

then it must be Anukul, Subimal, or Subhankar.

Why are you leaving out Amiyo?

I've seen many such cases.

I'm shocked to hear that the emerald necklace wasn't insured.

Sire! Sire! My lord!

Milk fudges.

- I thank thee. I'll take my leave. - Sire.

Hail Guru.

Isn't it possible that...

some professional racket paid an insider to steal it?

Yes, that's also possible.

Nikhil, we'll need your help.

Of course.

I'll get going. You'll take the ashram car.

I'll stay in touch over phone. See you.

Leaving?

Over the bound. Swung right around.

Hopped on the chariot. The wind then carried it.

What is it?

Nothing, aye. Mischievous little guy!

Smarty pants. Go and study.

You didn't get it!

Talks too much.

- Eken Babu? - Hmm?

What do you think?

There's cardamom in the milk fudge. Very nice aroma.

Have you no shame at all?

The ashram's reputation is in your hands

and you just care about sweets?

It's a messy case, sir.

No one knows the locker combination except Amiyo.

And he doesn't suspect any of them.

Doors and windows were shut too.

Hariprasanna's diamond is gone for good.

- Kaliprasanna. - And emerald.

It's vanished.

- The milk fudges are heavenly. - Uff!

There's a guard outside too.

Hmm.

Even if someone had the locker combination...

how would they get past the guard outside the room?

A snake had gotten into Behala's iron chamber, sir.

"Behula".

Whatever.

Now this room...

Windows were closed.

Windows have grills. All intact.

Then there's the man in black. Very interesting.

You know what I think?

At the ashram, we'll get milk fudges every day.

Uff! Will you stop?

Supernatural marks on Kaliprasanna's body from meditation?

I don't quite buy that.

Oh, please.

Supernatural stories make it easier to run the ashram.

Hmm.

- Those marks are all a bluff. - No...

No, it's not always a bluff.

Supernatural things do happen.

- My second uncle... - There he goes again!

Just hear me out.

My second uncle once got spots, and turned into a leopard!

- The Forest Dept was after him. - Just see.

- Aren't you going to say anything? - You're crossing the line.

Just listen to the full story.

It's about my uncle's daughter.

She got the pox and my uncle got it from her.

Then his body was covered in spots, just like a leopard.

- So the Forest Dept was after him. - Stop talking nonsense.

It's nothing supernatural.

It could be an allergy.

Yes, allergies can be fatal too.

See?

You guys know everything. You just make me say it.

- Stop! - What happened?

I told you to stop.

It's a tree trunk.

Looks like someone put it here on purpose.

Strange.

Eken Babu!

We are tourists!

We are tourists!

(mob yelling)

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

Bapi sir?

What's wrong?

Come on out.

Listen.

As long as I'm alive, I won't let any harm come to you.

But why did they suddenly shoot an arrow at us...

It was a threat.

Didn't want to kill.

Otherwise, they could have easily killed three unarmed people.

But the intention...

Unless I can decode what that note said...

Can't we ask someone?

I don't want to show it to the locals.

It might be sentimental.

- Uff! - You mean detrimental.

Sentimental is different.

Right. That's what I meant.

I have to decode it myself.

What is it?

Figure something out?

Hmm.

- What? - Look at the gate.

It's empty.

Yes. What does that mean?

- This morning... - Yes?

...I'd seen four goats tied up here.

They're not there now.

- Get what that means? - No...

They've been sacrificed for us.

Some good dinner's waiting for us.

Oh!

Starting talking rubbish again.

It's an ashram. No mutton.

Not a religious ashram. Spiritual living.

And where's the spirit of life without mutton?

There he is.

- Gopal, get their luggage. - Yes.

Come.

Hope you had no trouble getting here.

- This arrow-- - Many sparrows chirping all day.

Nature makes me feel so fresh.

Excuse me.

- Let's go. This way. - Okay.

Anukul, take them inside. I'll be right back.

You're back, ye ken?

Eken is back, ye ken!

- Going to stay? - Yes.

- Why? - Just like that.

To play with you and see how well you draw.

Well then.

- Do you know the different stars? - Yes!

I know the film stars.

Not these stars.

Want to see the Orion? Look through here.

(inaudible)

Stars are supposed to be in the sky.

- Eken Babu, come with me. - Yes.

I'll see the Orion some other day.

You're staying at the guest house, right?

You're here to find the emerald. I know everything.

Eken Babu, Promotho, Bapi...

- I know everyone. - Listen, kid.

Call us uncles.

Do you stargaze every night through your telescope?

Yes. I saw the Milky Way yesterday.

How about a man in black?

Ever seen that?

What are you implying?

Loan letters from the bank.

Been in the letterbox for a long time.

While checking for mail, I found these.

Why did you suddenly need such a big loan, Amiyo?

Oh!

- Was it to repay the loan-- - Subimal!

Don't forget that I gave you shelter.

Don't shout.

The ashram is in a tight spot.

Don't do anything rash which will further harm it.

Yeah?

Hello?

What's the hold up?

Where is it?

You'll get it. Give me some time.

More time?

The emerald has been stolen.

Stolen?

Then how will I get it?

A detective has been hired.

Give me two days.

I'll bring the emerald to you. Promise.

Dinner is ready, Dad. Please come.

Hmm.

I'll come in a bit.

TINTIN LAND OF BLACK GOLD

TINTIN THE RED SEA SHARKS

ADVENTURES OF EKEN BABU

Look at this.

- Oh, wow! - Aha!

This uncle wrote these books, you know?

Back then you had a lot more hair.

I saw the illustrations.

Fine.

No need to comb through everything.

You had given me a riddle to solve.

- Now I've got one for you. - Okay.

Tell me, which key unlocks me?

Harmonium.

Keys of a harmonium.

"Me" is the third note, do-re-mi.

Very good!

Now, I've got another riddle for you.

Go on.

I'm a square block. Keep an eye.

All around a brick wall. What am I?

Solve it!

Sly little imp!

Wow.

Arrangements are perfect.

Do you often have guests over?

Often enough.

Foreigners visit too.

If you need anything, just tell Gopal.

No worries at all.

Lunch and dinner...

- No need to go to the dining hall. - Okay.

You're our guests, after all.

Whatever you want to eat, just tell Gopal.

What would you like for dinner?

Just some rice and mutton curry will do.

We can't serve mutton.

How about lentil cake?

Lentil cake?

It's an ashram. So, strictly vegetarian.

Lentil cake gives me a headache.

- What happened? - Eken Babu?

What's wrong?

What happened to you?

Let's leave, sir.

We shouldn't stay here.

I...

I'm feeling sick.

I feel... nauseous.

I'm feverish...

I...

Is this jaundice?

Is my soul purging itself?

Is my belly swelling?

Wasn't it already?

You still have a job to finish.

They're looking to you for a solution.

- Ask them to look away. - Uff!

Forget mutton. You're getting all the milk fudge you want.

Look, I understand the problem.

But it's an ashram.

We'll get you anything other than non-veg food.

Then what's left?

- Huh? - Nothing, sir.

Alright. I'll see what I can do.

I'll send Gopal.

What now?

Bapi sir!

Can't we order food online?

My mind won't work if I'm chewing leaves.

- Check if we can order online. - What's wrong with you?

Are you crazy? Meat in an ashram?

- It's fine. - Don't invite trouble.

- Why are you being unreasonable? - No one will find out.

I'll manage everything. Trust me...

Again... He's back.

What dost thou want?

I'm thy humble servant, Gopal.

Greetings, Gopal.

Thou mayst call me Ekendra Sen.

This good sir is Bappaditya Dasgupta.

And this sirrah is Promotho.

Highly learned.

He hath arrived from foreign lands.

He pursueth the study of chemistry.

I'm done.

What's for dinner tonight?

Groats.

Pumpion motrew.

Pulse pottage with cracknel.

Are those cuss words?

Rice...

Pumpkin mash...

Lentil soup and popadom.

Oh, Khuku! Why aren't you here to see this?

You may go. Thank you.

What is this?

We should leave right away.

Focus on the job you're here for.

You can survive on veg food for a few days.

Ugh!

If we were meant to eat only veggies, why were we born as humans?

Could've been monkeys on a tree.

Speaking of monkeys...

That little guy... He's something.

"I'm a square block. Keep an eye."

Interesting.

Hmm.

He's very smart.

He might have something to do with the emerald theft.

Nothing can be ruled out, sir.

But how?

The locker can't be opened without the combination.

Plus, there's...

There's a guard outside.

So, it's impossible for anyone other than Amiyo.

Damn it!

"Over the bound. Swung right around.

Hopped on the chariot. The wind then carried it."

- Bapi sir, look. - Hmm?

A boundary wall.

Someone swung over this boundary wall.

Then he hopped on to his chariot.

Now, one can't hop onto a car.

- That means it was... - A bike.

Right.

I feel like...

That man in black and Ekendra Sen...

are about to meet soon.

Who's there?

Who is it?

Hey! Who's there?

Dad? What happened?

Uh...

Someone was at your door...

Peeking inside.

He ran away when I got here.

You go inside.

Lock the door and go to sleep.

It's not safe to meet here. We'll talk on the phone.

You've got the goods, right?

Yes or no?

You've stolen the emerald.

Who told you that?

I have my sources, Monica.

I have a reputation to live up to.

Give me the emerald.

Tell your source to get it for you.

How much do you want?

Five lakhs is too less.

I want 50 lakhs.

Are you crazy?

Be a good girl and give me the emerald.

Don't cross the line, Rajesh Singh.

Or you'll never get the emerald.

I'll take all the risk and you'll reap the benefits?

- That's not done. - Where is it?

I've kept it somewhere.

I'll bring it out at the right time.

Give me 50 lakhs, take the emerald. Chapter closed.

"Return what's rightfully ours".

Srimoyee!

Who's there?

Who is it?

Who is it?

Who's there?

What's going on, sir?

Sir, an intruder.

Huh?

He came on a bike. Jumped over the boundary wall.

Then, a royal...

A royal encounter.

You mean, the man in black?

Are you okay?

Hmm.

If not for that attack...

I wouldn't know that I'm on the right path.

Now I'm sure that someone from the ashram is the culprit.

I'll need that young detective's help.

He's an atom bomb.

Brilliant mind.

"I'm a square block. Keep an eye.

All around a brick wall. What am I?"

What?

Take a look.

One minute. Now look.

A window?

A square block, surrounded by a brick wall.

Is that smarty pants thinking what I'm thinking?

Or has he seen something?

What's this?

What are you guys doing here?

A view to the theft, sir.

Besides, can't sleep after that horrible dinner.

Disgusting!

Let's see.

Nikhil is our only hope now.

It's one a.m.

And I'm eating mutton at a police station.

First time in my life.

Hope my stomach can take it.

From tomorrow, have lunch here.

They don't allow outside food inside the ashram.

Or, I'd send some meat for you.

No, no, it's alright.

I'm not just here to eat.

There's another reason.

- Bapi sir. - Hmm?

Don't waste the potatoes in the mutton curry.

Of course, not. I'll eat it.

Don't have it all. It's my favourite.

Give me half. Come on.

Just took half.

Go on.

I have informed the ashram that you're out for some work.

The guard has been told to open the gate for you.

Great.

You know, Nikhil?

Hmm?

Like this half-eaten potato, I'm half-sure about something.

So thing is...

It was stolen through the window, but...

The window was shut from the inside.

So how did it happen through the window?

I need to check it out during the day.

You need me there?

Yes.

Look, the thief couldn't leave through the door.

There was a guard at the door.

But how did he do it through the window?

Police station mutton curry is really tasty.

Excellent!

You don't like the liver.

I do. Keep your hands to yourself.

That reminds me...

We only have two more days in hand. Can we do it, Eken?

If I get my mutton, then it might all work out.

Hey!

What?

Gopal.

Give some fried bread to Eken Babu.

No, no.

- No, it's okay. - Please have.

Fried in pure ghee. Take one.

No, no, no.

Give me two.

Gopal.

- Gopal. - Sir?

Give them sweets.

- Nilambar. - Yes?

Fetch the sweetmeats.

- Fried bread? - Just one.

One more.

Good morning.

Sambuddha. One of our young residents.

He already knows many hymns and Sanskrit verses.

A very good boy. Intelligent boy.

Don't I know?

Yes, I know.

Are you going to eat both the sweets?

Go ahead.

Is the answer to your riddle a window?

Hmm.

Any particular window?

I won't tell you so easily.

I heard that man in black was outside your room?

I didn't see him. Dad saw...

I want to borrow "Purulia and its Culture".

If I may, Sreemoyee...

Don't waste your life away in this ashram.

You'll regret it later.

Who is Ajay?

- (chanting) Come! Come! - Would you like to join them?

Why don't you give it a try?

- No need. - You'll feel good.

(chanting) Come! Come! Come!

Please come! Hurry up now!

We don't have all day.

What's with the delay? Come on!

Hurry it up, mister.

We're getting late now.

Hey! Come on!

What's keeping you, mister?

- Please hurry. - Eken Babu.

No need to say please or mister.

Just raise your hands, look up and chant.

You'll find bliss.

Well, it's only polite to say please.

Well said.

Why did you all stop? Continue.

- (chanting continues). - This way.

I just have one request.

Will I get the emerald back by Thursday?

Let's see. I'll try.

Hail the Guru.

Bapi, let's go to the room.

"Come to my room at three p.m."

From who?

Subimal slipped it into my pocket.

- What does he-- - Good morning.

Good morning.

Arranged for pomfret for you.

- With mustard sauce? - Yes.

With coriander and green chillies as garnish?

Absolutely.

How many grams would it be?

Enough about food.

Let's get to work, Nikhil.

Yes.

When did you start painting?

Two days before the festival, sir.

The scaffolding was set up the day before.

Right before the festival, or the day before that...

did you see anyone climbing up to that shut window?

No, sir.

- How many of you? - Two.

Raju Sheikh and I. Why?

Call Raju Sheikh.

He hasn't been coming since the day before the festival.

I've been calling him, but he's not answering.

Oh!

What time did you work till that day?

Must be till around 7:00 p.m.

Was Raju here then?

Yes, we went home together after work.

Please give him your mobile number.

Nikhil, take Raju's number and find out where he is.

And as for Amiyo, Subhankar, Anukul, and Monica...

track their mobile locations.

From the day before yesterday until this morning.

Also check if Raju Sheikh called any of them.

Give him the number before you get back to work.

Let's go.

Why so many phone numbers?

The case has taken a wrong route.

Found the "wrong". Now for the route.

- Wrong? - Wrong man for the paint job.

Anyway.

How will you solve the case?

- Need to find Raju Sheikh first. - Hmm.

That's how I'll get the "route".

Either he has the emerald...

Or he's given it to someone else.

Then again, Raju Sheikh is surely not the mastermind.

Someone else is behind it.

But how? The window is shut from the inside.

Did you look at the window closely?

Even when it's shut...

there's a small gap between the shutters.

It's possible to insert a thin object through that gap

and unlatch the bolt.

By climbing up this scaffolding.

Raju Sheikh can tell us the rest.

May I come in, sir?

Yes, come in.

Did you figure out how it happened?

Umm...

I have a hunch.

But I'll catch the thief.

How will you do that?

If the detective himself is the thief...

can he be trusted?

You mean...

there's another detective in the ashram?

That's right.

He has come straight from the devil's kitchen.

Someone wants to cover up their sins.

On the surface, everyone's friendly...

but they're all ready to strike.

You're quite close to Sambuddha, aren't you?

Yes.

His scientific mind...

Full of questions.

Here, it's just meditating, singing hymns...

And the same old syllabus.

Are you his mentor?

Oh no!

Sorry!

- So sorry, sir. - It's okay.

- Not hurt, are you? - No, I'm fine.

Sir, with you and Sambuddha here...

how did the emerald get stolen?

It hasn't been stolen.

What?

That emerald necklace.

It's not been stolen.

I can't say any more, Eken Babu.

But the necklace is missing.

Yes, the necklace is...

Raju Sheikh has been found.

Hey.

- Hey, you. - Yes?

Come here.

Take this.

You'll get more.

What do you want?

See that window over there?

(inaudible)

Can you do it?

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

When you asked us to look for him, we tracked his phone.

His location has been stuck here for the past two days.

This morning, his body was found in the lake during patrol.

How many days ago was he killed?

Two days.

The night before the last.

I'll share the forensic details with you once they arrive.

- Take the body to the morgue. - Okay, sir.

Hey, you guys come.

Hey, bring the stretcher.

These are tyre marks.

Someone had come by car.

Then most probably reversed like this.

Seems like tyres manufactured by Speed.

How can you tell?

Every tyre company has a different groove pattern.

And we have a catalogue. Right, Nikhil?

Hmm.

Careful.

So, the car...

Locals might have seen the car.

The night before last means the night before we arrived.

Yes.

What is it?

Wait.

Need to buy wet tissues. Completely forgot.

Come.

Yes, tell me.

Okay.

Monica Mandi's location map says she wasn't here.

Is it? Let's go to the police station.

Where are you off to?

Answer me.

Why did you step out of the ashram?

I'm not bound to answer, Dad.

Shut up!

I'll rip your tongue out, you rude girl.

You want to meet that brute, huh?

How dare you?

Don't insult him, Dad.

I will!

He's a rascal. A goon!

He knows when you'd come out.

Right?

How did he know?

You don't have a phone.

Who's giving him the info?

I don't know.

And you will not stop me!

- One tight slap-- - Just one more year.

What will you do then?

Once I turn 18, will you be able to stop me?

Do whatever you want now, Dad.

But remember one thing.

I will not stay imprisoned in this ashram forever.

I will elope with Ajay.

Let's see how you stop me.

Doctor.

Have you heard?

That painter, Raju's body was found in the lake.

- What? - Yes.

UPASANA ASHRAM

Monica Mandi and Raju Sheikh's call details.

Several calls exchanged on the day of the theft.

After that, no more calls.

That means their last call was...

- on the afternoon we arrived. - Right.

Here are their phone location details.

This is Raju Sheikh, and this is Monica Mandi.

Raju Sheikh's last location was Pardih Dam.

And at that time...

Monica's location was Kashipur. Where is that?

It's 88 kilometres from here.

That means Monica was not at the place of occurrence.

Nikhil, see if we get any leads from those tyre marks.

I'm sure that Raju is involved in the emerald theft.

Why else would Monica call him so many times?

- Nikhil? - Yes.

Once you find out the exact time of Raju Sheikh's death...

let me know how long before that Monica was in Kashipur.

Okay.

This is no longer a simple theft.

It's a case of homicide.

May I come in?

Why?

What do you want?

I can help you, if you want.

I don't need any help. Please leave.

Who's the guy?

I am not obligated to tell you.

Ajay, right?

I don't feel like talking.

I can deliver your message to him.

No...

No thanks. Please leave.

Today, we'll drain "Hotel Ocean" dry.

- This way. - I know.

HOTEL SAGAR

What? Why is it closed today?

- No mutton supply again? - Read that.

CLOSED ON TUESDAYS

It's Tuesday.

Oh, no, no, no...

Missed the "shutton" in "mal" leaves again.

- Nikhil. - Hmm?

Forgive me, brother.

I can't solve this case.

It's a complicated case anyway.

And eating pumpkin mash, cabbage... No!

I can't do this. I'm going home.

- What a fix! - He's so done.

Weird ashram and its weird food!

Eken Babu, come on.

No can do, sir. I'm strictly non-vegetarian.

I'll wither away if I eat more greens.

How about fried egg?

Over there.

Four fried eggs with chilli.

- Okay. - Yes.

Since they have eggs, they might have chicken too.

Please ask.

I'll make do with chicken in sal leaves...

What happened?

A car passed by.

Are you blind?

Drama!

Happy now, Eken?

More or less.

I'll treat you to mutton in sal leaves. Promise.

I'm heading to the town.

If you're going sightseeing, I can drop you.

No, that's okay.

We'll just walk around a bit...

Yeah, we haven't explored the place at all.

Want to do that.

See you then.

Lakhan, let's go.

'I never paused to truly see, The door just beyond my sights.

On a golden dew so still and new, Clung a shining drop of stalk.'

Why didn't it rhyme?

How will it? You've massacred it.

Let's just go.

Anyway, forget that. Let's go.

- Let's hail an toto rickshaw? - No.

We have a car.

But Nikhil just left with the car.

- We'll go to the ashram, right? - Yes.

Come. This way.

Face that way.

Raise your hands.

Look that way.

Come! Come!

Say it.

Come! Come! Look at that.

Come fast now.

Come on.

Right here.

You guys here?

We just came to explore.

Are you heading to the ashram?

Yes.

Oh!

Well then, Bapi, Promotho, get in.

She's heading to the ashram.

Got a ride.

Let's go, ye ken!

Did you go there for some work?

Don't even ask, ye ken.

Ever since I entered your ashram...

I've been feeling so spiritual.

I don't feel like eating non-veg at all.

But Bapi sir can't do without non-veg food.

He insisted on coming here. For the mutton.

But it's closed. Serves him right!

He's impossible!

- What's that? - Nothing.

- Bapi sir? - Yes.

- We have to buy wet tissues. - Hmm.

Do you need a wet tissue?

- Yes, one will do for now. - It's in there.

Oh.

I'm taking one, okay?

Would you like one?

No.

Alright.

- Madam? - Hmm.

You're you coming from the forest, right?

Did you go there for some work?

A shortcut.

Oh!

Since you're investigation...

Something about Anukul is fishy.

Aye? Why?

I saw him eavesdropping outside someone's room.

He's not a good guy. There are many rumours about him.

Aye, aye. One should not pry.

Uff!

- Brother, come with me. - Okay.

Her father slapped her.

- Slapped her? - I saw it myself.

There he is.

Speak of the devil, Anukul.

Spent two months apparently cataloguing books.

He tries to gather information from the people here.

I've heard.

We'll get going, madam.

Thank you.

Eken Babu. Same packet of wipes.

Hmm.

Car tyres match the tracks too.

Anyway, the devil is coming.

But her location didn't match Raju's last location.

Remember the case in Darjeeling?

Culprit didn't take his phone to the spot.

Hmm.

So, Eken Babu?

Any news?

- Who murdered Raju? - No.

Okay. See you.

Where are you going?

I have a small errand. I'll be back soon.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Someone is waiting for you at the ashram.

Who?

In the prayer room.

- See you. - Okay.

Splendid!

Just as I thought.

- Bapi sir. - Hmm?

Call Nikhil.

Tell him there's a restaurant called Devil's Kitchen in Ranchi.

Someone was murdered there a few years ago.

A detective agency called Fish Eye had solved the case.

- I need all details on them. - Okay.

Where are you going? Wait here.

Such a rude man.

- Oh my! - So!

Did your eye catch anything other than milk fudge?

Or are you just going chomp-chomp and chilling?

Full of wise-cracks. Too smart for your own good.

Listen, Eken uncle.

Without my help, you won't be able to do anything.

I help Grandpa Amiyo too.

How?

He forgets things sometimes. I remind him.

Remind him what?

What medicine to take, the date, phone numbers.

And the locker combination?

He told the owl.

Owl?

Does Amiyo have an owl?

No.

But he told me that if he forgets the locker combination

I should ask the owl.

- Which owl? - Dunno.

Why do you always wear a "panjabi"?

Stop tugging at my clothes!

Again?

Riddle me this.

It has arms, but no legs. And it's headless.

What is it?

A "panjabi". Right?

Full of tall talk!

That's Kaliprasanna Sen.

Thank you.

- Why are we here-- - Hush!

He's sleeping, not dead.

Stop talking so loudly.

- Listen. - Hmm?

Amiyo gave the locker combination to the "owl".

Sambuddha told me.

Owl in the library?

It's a library, not a zoo!

There's a book by the "owl".

"Sketches by a Watching Owl".

The book by Kaliprasanna Singha.

But it's Kaliprasanna Sen in this case.

Look for a book by Kaliprasanna Sen.

Or any books about him.

Go.

- Hurry up! - Hey!

Eken Babu. Didn't find anything like that.

Come this way.

Look here.

Hide!

What's wrong with you!

Very dusty here.

What the hell! Going around with a lizard in your pocket!

Why would I put it there?

He slipped it in my pocket.

- Throw it away! - That little imp!

He's implying that I'm sneaking around.

Let's see what book she returned.

This is the book I was looking for.

Here it is, Kaliprasanna Sen.

JIBANANJALI

A history of the ashram.

"Five-eight-nine-three"?

What does it mean?

5893

- Hello, Homio Maharaj? - Hey!

Sorry, Amiyo Maharaj.

Could you tell me the combination to your locker?

Five-eight-nine-three?

Okay.

Got it, sir. Thank you.

Look at that.

He wrote it down in a book and said the "owl" has it.

So Subimal knows, and so does Sambuddha.

No one else besides them?

Good point.

They could easily find out. Anyone can issue the book.

If someone happens to see it, they can put two and two together.

But the key to the room?

That's...

This is so irritating.

- Move. - What happened?

Let me think.

- I'm thinking. - What about?

I'm thinking!

Eken Babu?

Put this away.

Come in, sir.

Have a seat.

I'm really worried.

It's an heirloom.

Got stolen on my watch...

I just can't accept it.

I understand.

By the way, did you know Subimal from before?

Subimal was my college friend. In America.

I didn't want to become head of the ashram.

I wanted to settle abroad.

Shubhankar used to look after everything.

Where in America?

Greenford University.

We were pursuing a PhD in Chemistry.

My father passed away.

So, I couldn't continue there.

I had to come back.

Subimal also came back with me.

Spiritual living had drawn him in.

Anyway. What about the emerald, Eken Babu?

Sir.

Rest assured, I'll find your emerald necklace.

Thank you.

- Now I'm relieved. - Good.

Sir.

Which king in Rajasthan had gifted it to your father?

What was his name again?

The king of Jodhpur?

Oh, yes. Bhudev Singh Chauhan.

Oh, yes. Right.

Thank you, sir.

Eken Babu.

He'd said a different name at first.

And the place was different too.

You know what's interesting, sir?

In this book...

Kaliprasanna Sen hasn't even mentioned the emerald.

So...

Father made no mention of it.

Is his son making it all up?

You're here?

Thought we wouldn't get to meet.

I can't tell which book you're marking.

Didn't see any tags posted.

I think Eken Babu has found them.

What?

Ajay...

Don't come near the ashram anymore.

There was a lot of trouble today.

He slapped you, right?

This won't work, Sreemoyee.

Your father won't agree. He will never agree.

Let's run away tonight.

- Let's go. - But...

No one here will accept our relationship.

Listen to me.

Just say the word.

And just see what I can do.

If we run away now, Dad will set the police after us.

You will be in danger.

Just one more year, Ajay.

What just...

- Oh no! - Power cut.

Eken Babu.

Eken Babu!

- Eken Babu? - Here.

- Eken Babu. - Need candles and matchbox, right?

Yes.

- Come outside. - Coming.

Gopal!

Gopal!

God knows where he is.

Power out in the entire ashram?

- Did the fuse blow or something? - No...

We never have power cuts.

Can we get a candle and a matchbox?

- Eken Babu? - Yes. This way.

I'll send Gopal with the stuff.

Hey, Gopal!

He's sleeping like a log. Gopal!

Ridiculous!

What was that sound?

Came from our room. Hurry!

What?

What happened?

The book... It's gone.

That's precious, sir.

What happened?

Just as I thought.

Here it is.

JIBANANJALI

See.

Sir...

You know what it's called

when you take something without permission?

Theft.

So, why did you need to steal this book?

Eken Babu.

See.

Well then.

We need to have a proper chat, sir.

I found you familiar since day one.

You can stop pretending now.

Tell us everything you know.

Sir.

Please come in.

The doctor is here, my lord.

Let's check your pulse.

Very good.

You're perfectly fine.

I'll take my leave.

Babul, I've put the medicine in the juice.

- Make sure he drinks it. - Yes, sir.

My lord... Juice.

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

Okay.

Oh, is that so?

We'll be back in a while.

Okay, okay.

Subhankar said it wasn't a power cut.

Someone had tampered with the fuse. Now it's fine.

But who did that?

That's... Let it be.

Anukul.

Here's what I know.

And I have proof.

Your real name is Alap Lahiri.

I got this information from the police.

You're a private detective at Fish Eye Detective Agency.

The Devil's Kitchen murder case in Ranchi...

You had solved it.

I'd read articles about it.

That's why you seemed familiar from the very beginning.

Amiyo hired you.

Why?

The emerald was not safe.

Amiyo felt it a long time back.

The man in black...

After the first attack, he contacted Fish Eye and hired me.

He told others that I'm to catalogue the library books.

But my real job was to catch the potential thief.

Found the thief?

Not yet.

I see.

Why did you come to our room during the power cut?

And why did you steal the book?

For the locker combination?

Or had you already stolen the emerald--

Eken Babu, please.

I did not steal it.

Believe me, I'm not here to steal.

I didn't even touch the emerald.

I've been here for two months.

Pretending to work in the library.

I needed to talk to the locals to find out...

who wants to steal the emerald, who could be a potential thief.

That book, "Jibananjali"...

Sreemoyee has issued it five times.

So I wondered what's so special about this book.

But then you fell for Sreemoyee.

I have seen her photos amid your things.

Seems like one-sided love.

You like her but she...

She's in love with a worthless fellow.

Her dad knows but does not approve.

He doesn't want her to associate with him.

So he brought her to the ashram.

As per the ashram rules, students cannot use mobile phones.

But Sreemoyee used to meet the guy by issuing books.

- She would secretly leave-- - A letter inside the book.

It would specify where they would meet next.

Exactly.

But how would he get the letters?

They'd figured out a unique technique.

She would put the letter inside the book she'd return.

Then write the name of the book...

...on a chit and paste it in the library.

Then the guy...

...would issue the same book.

He'd leave a letter the same way.

How did you understand?

We took "Jibananjali" right after Sreemoyee returned it.

I found her letter inside it.

Tell me something.

Why did you take the book from my room?

On page seven of that book...

Amiyo has written the locker combination.

I was just confirming it.

How did you know that?

A few days before the emerald was stolen...

I was taking a shortcut past Amiyo's quarters.

And I saw Monica Mandi outside his quarters.

She was eavesdropping on his conversation.

So, I did the same. Tried to listen.

I heard Sambuddha.

Grandpa, what if someone finds out the locker combination?

No one will find out.

My owl is guarding it.

- An owl? - Yes, an owl.

Monica had figured out that "owl" refers to Kaliprasanna.

Exactly.

She's very clever.

And she's student of literature, a librarian.

She's into books.

And the biggest trivia is, this book...

was issued to Sreemoyee and Ajay by Monica.

Monica read their letters.

Must've found the locker combination while flipping through the pages.

So I first suspected Monica of the theft.

But I couldn't understand how she stole it from a locked room.

Realised when I heard about Raju's murder.

And what about the man in black?

The man in black...

One day, I wore a similar outfit...

and kept watch on Sreemoyee's room.

But I couldn't figure out who the real person was.

Who is it?

Who's there?

I see.

So, that's Monica.

What kind of person is Subhankar?

His ancestral home is in Patna.

His medical practice is almost non-existent.

He'd thought he'd take over the ashram.

But unfortunately for him, Amiyo returned.

So...

Subhankar is also a suspect.

And Subimal Bagchi?

Amiyo's classmate.

If he knows some secret about Amiyo...

he could've stolen it to blackmail him.

That's right.

Was the combination number the only thing you saw in the book?

Or did you notice something else?

I don't understand what it means.

Wake up. We've reached the top.

What happened?

Nothing.

Eken Babu.

It's Thursday.

Amiyo has called four times already.

You'd promised to find the emerald by today.

You sure about that?

Don't know.

My brain doesn't work without non-veg food.

I have weird dreams.

Oh no!

Is this a dream too?

It's real.

Why is Subimal here?

What's going on?

What brings you here?

- Just bird-watching. - Oh.

So, Eken Babu, can we begin the festival today?

If you can get a big pot and cook five goats, then yes.

Otherwise, no.

What does that mean?

He can't function without non-veg food.

- Huh? - Yes.

He wanted to try mutton in sal leaves but couldn't.

Would you look at that!

You should have told me sooner.

I'll treat you mutton in sal leaves in an authentic Santhal village.

- Really? - Of course.

Come with me.

Then we'll return to the ashram. Come along.

See, Bapi sir?

That's how you bring home the mutton.

It's bring home the bacon.

What if I want the mutton?

- You know all idiots, huh? - "Idioms".

He knows. Just likes the drama.

Anyway, what's the plan?

- Plan is to eat mutton. - Great.

Bapi sir, call Amiyo and tell him

that the festival will start on time.

What?

Eken Babu?

- You've got the emerald? - I've got mutton in sal leaves.

Yes, the festival will begin on time.

He's started his antics again.

- Sir... - Where is the emerald?

Amiyo came back to run his father's ashram, right?

And you came along with him?

What else could I do?

He is...

Never mind.

It's best I don't answer certain questions.

Let's go.

Who tampered with the fuse?

The dark reveals things that the light doesn't.

If I hadn't tampered with the fuse, Anukul wouldn't enter our room.

It was you?

This guy!

I'm dangerous.

Get in.

Scoot.

- Window seat is mine. - I know that.

Know-it-all.

Wow!

Oh, the aroma! Mutton in sal leaves.

Oh gosh!

Oof!

No more.

What?

It's so spicy.

How are you having it, Eken Babu?

Very spicy.

Goodness!

My insides are burning.

Burning...

Very spicy.

Where can I get some water?

That way.

There's cold water in the backyard.

Okay.

Hey, don't touch my plate.

Be right back.

Gosh! That was really spicy.

Did you get through?

Not answering.

She said he went to wash his hands.

Maybe he's looking around.

- He'll be back. - There he is.

Here you are.

- The locals are so nice. - Yes.

Loved the food. Thank you.

You hardly ate.

I still got something out of it.

Had a hearty conversation.

- Let's go. - Umm...

- Bye. - Bye.

Food was delicious.

- We'll visit again. - Sure.

Oh, one minute.

Yes, Nikhil?

Any update?

Oh!

A call from Monica's number?

Who else?

Good.

Have you done what I asked you to?

Thank you.

I'll be there soon.

Okay, bye.

Bapi sir.

The festival shall begin today.

The emerald?

You'll get it.

But first, I have a task to finish.

I'll see to that. You guys go ahead.

Hmm.

Go on.

Come on.

- Bapi? - Yes?

Where is Eken babu?

The performances have begun.

But I'll inaugurate the festival with the emerald necklace.

He is not answering the phone.

Any idea where he is, Nikhil?

He just told me to come here. Nothing else.

Something is going to happen.

Where is Drama Babu?

She's giving it to him!

There!

- What the heck? - Where is our emerald?

Where is Marang Buru's emerald?

- Who did you give it to? - I don't have it.

Let go!

Let's go after him!

Come on!

- Go after Monica. - Yes, sir.

- Let me go! - Hands up!

Yay!

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

Here you go.

Hail Guru.

I don't know how to thank you, Eken Babu.

The ashram's reputation was at stake.

Thank you very much, Eken Babu.

Now we can finally sleep in peace.

Right.

But I must tell you something.

Sreemoyee is a very good girl.

Please consider her feelings.

Things like money, social status...

Don't force her to choose a partner based on such things.

Please.

Ajay is an upright man.

A bit reckless...

But he loves Sreemoyee very much.

Anyway, it's your family matter.

And I must thank Sambuddha.

If it weren't for him and his telescope...

I wouldn't have figured out that it was stolen through the window.

But how did you figure out that Monica is the thief?

Raju and another painter had been appointed.

Monica bribed Raju.

She found the locker combination in the book by Kaliprasanna.

Before that, she eavesdropped on your and Sambuddha's conversation.

Anukul had seen her.

Did you write the combination in the book?

He thought it's a noodle in a haystack.

Wrong.

Poodle?

A needle.

What?

Why would anyone look for a needle in a haystack?

Of all the things in the world! You're so weird.

My second uncle once got lost in a hay stack.

When he finally came out, he wasn't the same.

- Why? - His "hay" days were gone.

Uff!

Eken Babu, I... I'm feeling unwell now.

Sorry, sir.

As I was saying...

Monica had bribed Raju to do the job and had told him the combination.

So, Raju climbed the scaffolding, up the window.

Yes, the window was shut from the inside.

But I'd noticed that one of the bars was a bit wobbly.

And even when fully shut, there's a small gap.

And it's possible...

...to insert a thin wire or needle through the gap.

Oh!

The rest is Raju's handiwork.

Raju got greedy.

He didn't want to hand over the emerald to Monica.

So, Monica got Raju killed and took the emerald back.

She'd planned to sell it to a smuggler called Rajesh Singh.

Rajesh and Monica were in constant touch.

He's in jail now.

During police interrogation, Rajesh confessed

that Monica never actually gave him the emerald.

Monica couldn't leave the ashram with the emerald...

...because there was a Santhal team keeping watch right outside.

A team led by Bidhu Oraon.

But who had asked them to keep watch?

Ajay.

Ajay had found out that the emerald was stolen.

The person who informed Ajay might not have witnessed the theft

but he had guessed it.

Who?

Me. I was the one who told Ajay uncle.

I saw everything through my telescope.

I saw Monica aunty give money to the painter.

Sherlock Holmes Junior.

Monica got Raju killed.

Thought she wouldn't get caught.

Because she had left her phone at another location.

But she was careless.

She left some evidence at the crime scene.

I saw the same brand of wet wipes...

...in her car.

On her desk in the library.

And also at the murder spot.

But I still haven't figured out who attacked Amiyo.

I will ask Nikhil to look into it.

That's my time.

Thank you so much.

- Sambuddha, call Gopal. - Yes.

Eken Babu.

You will always be welcome at Upasana Ashram.

That's okay, sir. Thank you.

- I've ordered milk fudge for you. - Oh!

Gopal's bringing it.

I see.

Here he is.

Thy sweets.

- Thank you. - Sire.

- I'll take my leave then. - No.

You can't just say goodbye. You have to stay a little longer.

We want to felicitate you.

We've also arranged for a special meal for you.

Please stay for lunch.

Oh, sure.

It's not much. Just rice, pumpkin curry...

Some bitter veggie stew and vegetable mishmash.

Oh, I have a handfast today.

- Handfast? - Yes.

Are you getting married?

Huh? No.

He means he has a fast today.

Oh, yes.

- Oh... - Okay then.

Why didn't you accept the lunch invite?

Am I crazy?

Why should I stay for mashed veggies or whatever?

Why did Subimal say it's not been stolen?

Forget it. We've found it.

You guys go on ahead.

I need a word with this little guy.

Let's go.

If it wasn't for you, ye ken, there'd be no success for Eken.

So...

this is for you.

Thank you.

And credit for finding the emerald goes to you.

Thank you.

Bye.

What you found isn't the real emerald.

It's fake.

You believe him?

Sambuddha could be lying.

A boy who's wise beyond his age...

Don't think he would lie, Bapi sir.

Now I understand why Subimal said that the emerald wasn't stolen.

That means, the real emerald is somewhere else.

Do others know it's a fake?

You think Sambuddha told anyone?

I don't think so.

I don't think anyone other than Subimal and Sambuddha know.

I told Sambuddha not to tell anyone.

I'm stuck between the employer and anvil.

Hammer and anvil.

I meant employer. I was hired for this job, right?

But I can't solve it.

Why do you even use idioms?

Irritating!

Always talking nonsense.

I'll throw my phone away!

Hello.

(speaking Malayalam)

I don't know anyone named Kariya Manu.

No, no, no. (speaking Malayalam)

Hold up, mister. I don't eat on banana leaves.

And I have no opinion on sly scorpions.

One sly boy is making my life hell. Damn it!

God knows who keeps calling.

Something about banana leaves, scorpions...

Next time, try speaking in English.

Could be important.

Sir, I can't think straight right now.

How to solve the case? Back to the ashram. Ugh!

You'll have to inform them that the emerald is fake.

No, best not to say anything.

They've invited us anyway.

- No, I won't go to the ashram. - Come on...

- That smarty pants will-- - Don't be like that.

Don't be so childish.

- Please, please. No! - That won't look nice.

- No, please! - Come on.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I'll remain indebted to you forever.

That's okay.

- Let's go. - One minute, Eken Babu.

Just hold on. Have a seat.

Please sit down.

You too, Amiyo.

Eken Babu has come to our ashram.

Sambuddha wants to recite a poem for him.

Start.

Greetings.

"Missed the Mark", written by Sukumar Ray.

"Look, look, look, what he can do. Come closer, he'll show you.

A little trick, and down goes the bird.

Flap, flap, flap! Sky to earth. Thud!

Up he jumps, like a pro! Readies his bow and arrow.

One smooth aim, straight to the brain. Thwack!

Rumble, rumble, crawling low, Mr. Hunter set a trap below.

The tiger's lair lies ahead, Aim and shoot at the head. Quick!

Oh no! It missed the mark.

You failed at this game of darts!

It boomeranged back on you. Ripped you through and through. Zap!"

Thank you.

I won't hold you back any longer.

I know we've caused you much inconvenience.

- Amiyo, I'll see them off. - Yes, please.

Take this.

- You hold this. - Let's see them off, Sambuddha.

- Let's go. - Yes.

- Let's head back. - Yes, please.

Please visit again.

Yes.

You'll come again?

Nikhil, take me somewhere I can clear my head.

Does a real emerald even exist?

I mean, did it ever exist?

Or is it all part of Amiyo's act?

Rajesh Singh just confessed that before Monica...

he had hired Subhankar to steal the emerald.

Subhankar failed. Monica stole it successfully.

What?

It adds up.

What?

The man in black.

If this emerald is a fake...

has someone hidden the real one?

Is it...

Is it Amiyo or...

Missed the mark.

- Nikhil. - Yes?

Be ready.

- We'll need your help. - Okay.

- Promotho. - Yes?

Can you whistle?

- Can you? - Yes.

Let's hear it.

Listen, guys.

I have a... How do I put it?

Come when I give the signal. Got it, ye ken?

Okay. Superb!

Never again.

This is very precious.

I'll keep this close to me.

Change the locker combination.

I'll get the window repaired.

If you keep it with you, who knows what might happen again...

Nothing will happen.

- May I come in? - Come in, Anukul.

The rest of your payment.

When is your train?

At three o'clock.

I'll take your leave.

Okay.

I'm a little upset.

The job you hired me for...

Safe travels.

Take care.

- Bye. - Goodbye.

Here's an idea.

I have a bank locker.

I can deposit it there.

I don't trust anyone anymore, Subhankar.

Not even me?

This belongs to my father. It stays with me.

There's no way I'd let you keep it.

Distrust is not good, Amiyo.

It ruins relationships.

My lord.

Thy meal.

Police in plain clothes are waiting outside.

Okay.

Let them inside the ashram.

Ask them to be ready. Must come as soon as you call.

- Will you tell us what's going on? - I will.

- Maharaj is sick again. - What? Let's go!

What happened?

Gopal, what happened?

He's going into a trance!

- Let's hurry! - Make haste!

What happened, Subhankar?

Pray to God.

He's going into a trance.

The same supernatural signs...

Amiyo?

Amiyo?

Trance, my foot!

Where are his medicines?

- There... over there. - Got it.

- Get some water, Bapi sir. - Yes.

Hey!

What are you doing?

- Amiyo, open your mouth. - What are you doing?

What the heck are you doing?

Hey! What did you make him take?

Anti-allergic tablet.

You'll be okay, Amiyo. Don't worry.

- You'll be fine. - Trance...

Trance...

Almost. You'd be done for by now.

Eken Babu, you are not a doctor.

What did you make him take a random pill?

Can't help it if the doctor sits back and does nothing.

Promotho, Bapi, help him up.

Up, up.

- Slowly... - Take it easy.

Careful.

Easy now...

Please sit.

- Lay him down. - Help him.

If something happens to him, you'll face the consequences!

I will explain every sequence of the consequences to you.

You are the doctor.

Couldn't you tell this is an allergy attack?

It's fatal.

You didn't even help.

Amiyo?

Feeling a little better?

Better...

Did you eat something right before this?

Yes, I did.

What?

Gopal brought...

Gopal!

What did you give him?

Sire...

Pawpaw therewith mashed mast.

I'll smash your face in and knock your teeth out!

If you don't speak normally, I'll beat it out of you!

What the hell is pompom mass?

Not pompom mass, sire.

I meant papaya curry made with peanut paste.

And flat bread.

Is this dish usually made with peanut paste?

No, the doctor asked me to make it with lots of peanut paste

and serve it to Amiyo Maharaj.

What nonsense!

Subhankar.

You couldn't finish the game you started.

What... I don't know what you mean.

Do you know Babul Hembram?

Kaliprasanna Sen and Amiyo...

Both have severe peanut allergy and you knew that.

You tried passing it off as a supernatural occurrence

to take over the ashram, right?

You murdered Kaliprasanna Sen...

...by putting peanut oil in his juice.

My lord!

Babul Hembram is Ajay's father.

That's why you hate Ajay.

When Amiyo returned from abroad

you fired Babul on charges of theft.

He was a witness to your crime.

That's why...

you couldn't accept that Sreemoyee likes Ajay.

And now, since you couldn't steal the emerald...

you targeted Amiyo.

That's a lie.

It's all lies!

You can't prove anything, Eken Babu.

You are trying to malign me.

Why would I kill Kaliprasanna?

Same goes for Amiyo.

Does the name Rajesh Singh ring a bell, Subhankar?

The man who paid you to steal the emerald is now in jail.

Rajesh said that you contacted him

about selling the emerald.

Amiyo was abroad.

Overseas funding.

A lucrative business.

You killed Kaliprasanna, planning to take over the ashram.

But you never thought

that Amiyo would return.

Your medical practice in Patna was failing.

Some useless job wasn't enough for you.

So after Amiyo came here, you tried to sell the emerald.

You even took an advance from Rajesh Singh.

But the locker combination...

And the key to that room...

Both were out of your reach.

You tried several times.

Give me the emerald!

Give me the key!

Then I arrived on the scene.

Your plan could get messed up.

You needed to scare me off.

So you attacked me.

But time is a very complicated thing, sir.

You came all covered up.

But under your black full-sleeved t-shirt...

...your smartwatch was visible.

I'd seen it on your hand before.

I saw it later too.

- Gopal. - Sire?

Get sweets for Eken Babu.

Do you have anything else to say?

Hey!

Out of my way!

Subhankar!

- Down! Gun down! - No.

Don't try to act smart.

Or else, I'll pull the trigger.

I told you, no tricks.

No tricks, Ekendra Sen.

Or, I will pull the trigger.

I'm prepared to die.

But not before I settle the scores, Ekendra Sen.

No one has ever gotten the better of Subhankar Kundu.

And no one ever will.

Catch him!

Marang Buru's gemstone is in your ashram.

If you don't return it...

you die.

Wh-What gemstone?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Your father stole it!

Give it back!

- My dad isn't a thief! Let go! - Come with us!

- We won't spare you! - You're mistaken--

Budhu!

What's this? Stop it.

Her father didn't steal it.

Are you Doctor Kundu's daughter?

Yes.

I swear I don't know what you're talking about.

And we don't own the ashram.

Amiyonath uncle owns--

Amiyonath Sen's father, Kaliprasanna Sen...

is a thief.

He had stolen the emerald from our deity, Marang Buru's shrine.

He had money.

So, he kept everyone's mouth shut.

There was no protest.

But I won't let it go.

We will take that emerald back.

How do I know that you're telling the truth?

If you can trust me, then come with me.

On every wall of every Santhal house...

you'll see art depicting Marang Buru and his emerald.

My name is Ajay Hembram.

You are?

Sreemoyee.

Sreemoyee Kundu.

If the emerald really belongs to you...

then why didn't you say anything when the ashram was being built?

When the ashram was being built, there was no one to support us.

There was no one to guide us.

But I will not give up.

I have united them, formed a team.

We will get back what is ours.

If you want to verify if it's true, then come with us.

This is the shrine

where the emerald used to be.

Marang Buru's shrine.

(title song playing)

EKEN IN PURULIA

All I wanted

was for them to get back what's theirs.

But I never even imagined that Dad would try to sell the emerald.

Not just that...

He tried to kill Kaliprasanna and Amiyo...

Sreemoyee.

Can I see that photo?

Yes. Here it is.

This painting was in my grandfather's house.

Depicts the tree and the emerald.

Kaliprasanna Sen tricked him and stole the emerald.

That's what happened.

Not every gemstone suits everyone.

Maybe that's what happened in your case.

Do something.

Instead of keeping it with you, put it in the locker.

Let's not to discuss this any further.

Hmm.

Very well.

What's this!

- Where did it go? - What?

The emerald necklace. I'd kept it under the pillow.

What?

Stolen again?

No.

The emerald hasn't been stolen.

It was sent for verification.

What do you mean?

It's not a Zambian emerald.

It's an imitation, a fake.

Its market price would be 20,000 bucks at best.

I took it this morning.

Careful.

What? This isn't the real emerald?

No.

Where is the real emerald, Amiyo?

How would I know?

I've been using it year after year, the way my father left it.

You never got it verified?

Of course, I did.

I just got it verified the week before the festival.

Worth one and a half crores. And 18 carats in weight.

Sourced from the Lawang mines in Zambia.

I don't get it, Eken Babu.

Why did you suddenly need to get it verified?

You were defaulting on a bank loan, right?

The Raghunathpur branch sent you a notice.

You have failed to pay for six months straight.

The police enquired at the bank.

How would you have sold the emerald?

You don't even know where it's actually from.

Subimal, which king had given it as a gift?

Umm...

Half-truth is more dangerous than a lie.

Hey, I got it right.

Since you won't say it, shall I?

Your father didn't get the emerald from some king in Rajasthan.

It belongs to the Santhals here.

The sacred stone used in worshipping Marang Buru.

Your father, Kaliprasanna Sen, had stolen it.

What-- What are you saying, Eken Babu?

You know what this is called?

Greed all, lose all.

- Uff! - Grasp all, lose all.

Disturbing in the middle of something important.

Proof lies...

with the villagers.

In the history of their deity, Marang Buru.

Subimal.

You took us there, remember?

We have nothing against Amiyonath Sen.

But we want our emerald back.

My father used to work for Kaliprasanna Sen.

He tried to get the emerald back.

But he couldn't figure out where it was kept.

My father saw something else.

Tell them.

Yes, I did see something.

He put peanut oil in Kaliprasanna's juice.

That doctor had lied to me.

- Yes, he lied! - He's a liar!

You should return it to the rightful owners, Amiyo.

But how?

Seems like the real emerald was stolen long back.

Yet you'd said the emerald hasn't been stolen.

What made you say that?

If something is stolen for a second time...

can you still call it a theft?

I thought the real emerald was back in the right hands.

That's why I told you that it wasn't stolen.

But this is serious cause for concern.

Then where is the real emerald, Eken Babu?

(singing folk song)

They are our ancestors.

But we know nothing about them.

Drama Babu talks nonsense...

but at least he tries to learn the local culture and local dialect.

Hmm.

He's gone all quiet.

He's lost in thought.

Looks like he's stuck.

I hope he doesn't plummet the Purulia case.

That's not possible.

I don't believe he can fail.

(folk song continues)

You guys are always at daggers drawn!

That may be true.

But his brain is sharper than a dagger.

- Sir. - Hmm?

Should I send the snacks to your room?

Send it to room 12.

Wait a second.

Eken Babu.

Eken Babu, want some snacks?

Which room? Room 7 or 12?

- Send it to room 12. - Okay, sir.

JIBANANJALI

"Look, look, look, what he can do. Come closer, he'll show you.

A little trick, and down goes the bird.

Flap, flap, flap! Sky to earth. Thud!

Up he jumps, like a pro! Readies his bow and arrow.

One smooth aim, straight to the brain. Thwack!

Rumble, rumble, crawling low, Mr. Hunter set a trap below.

The tiger's lair lies ahead, Aim and shoot at the head. Quick!

Oh no! It missed the mark.

You failed at this game of darts!

It boomeranged back on you. Ripped you through and through. Zap!"

Bapi sir.

Over here.

Let's go.

Sir, snacks.

- No... - Look at him!

- That's for me! Wait! - Hurry!

Stop! Eken Babu!

No, it's not all yours! Open the door. This is bad.

I will think now.

See you at the ashram tomorrow.

- Half-truth is more dangerous than a pie. - "Lie".

Pie is food. You're not letting me eat. That equals to theft.

- Hey! Give me the fritters! - Hey, open up!

Nikhil is on his way.

But before that...

Let me try to shed some light on the questions you have.

I think I have found out where Kaliprasanna got the emerald from.

Although I'm not entirely sure yet.

I've asked Nikhil to come because after this discussion...

Nikhil will have a job to do.

Milk fudges are here.

Eken Babu.

- Sir, please. Let me have one. - Wait.

- I'll be distracted otherwise. - The emerald...

Now I'm ready.

The emerald was stolen. And I found it.

Then someone told me that the emerald is a fake.

Here he is.

Come in, sir. Man of the hour.

"Don't call me 'sir', Eken Babu."

"That's what he calls everyone."

Come in.

Sambuddha told me that the emerald is fake.

A boy his age...

How did he figure out that the emerald is fake?

That means there is someone else who knows this.

I mean, an adult.

How come no one else knows that it's a replica?

Who did that?

Amiyo?

Did he keep the real one in the bank locker

and the fake one here?

No.

Then who made the replica?

Who guessed it would get stolen?

I found the answers...

in Sambuddha's notebook.

On the very first day.

That was not Sambuddha's handwriting.

The person who wrote it uses green ink.

Now, let's talk about the numbers.

"Life Offering": 37, 78, 306.

What does this mean?

I found it suspicious from day one.

When I got this book by Kaliprasanna Sen...

I understood that 'Life Offering' means...

"Jibananjali".

And "Song Offerings" is "Gitanjali".

Right.

When I first read this book, I didn't realise its significance.

I thought it was probably used for making notes...

And by Sreemoyee and Ajay for exchanging letters.

But that's not it.

Nikhil, come here.

Look.

This is "Jibananjali".

What is the significance of pages 37, 78, and 306?

It's written in a mix of Bengali and English.

Page 37.

The 37th word on the page is "hidden".

Page 78.

The 78th word on it is "Durga".

And the 306th word on page 306...

...is "crown".

Let's put them together.

Hidden, Goddess Durga, crown.

So, is the real emerald hidden in Goddess Durga's crown?

But where is Goddess Durga's crown?

- Dost thou wish to see? - Yes.

Follow thou me.

Here is Goddess Durga.

And in Her crown lies...

the Zambian Emerald.

He got it!

- Hmm. - I told you, Grandpa Subimal!

It blends so perfectly in the colourful crown...

Edgar Allan Poe's theory holds true.

If you want to hide something, keep it in plain sight.

- Nikhil. - Hmm.

Here's the real emerald.

But who put it there?

The people who saved the real emerald.

One of them is your friend, who writes with green ink.

Subimal.

And...

This little detective, Sambuddha.

Here's what I believe.

After the attack of the man in black...

Subimal feared that the emerald might get stolen.

And that's when he and his apprentice

came up with a plan.

What do we do?

You are the detective, and I am your assistant.

Did you bring it, grandpa?

Yes, sir.

Here it is.

A fake emerald necklace.

What followed next...

...beats any police experience we've had, Nikhil.

The day before the festival

Amiyo was cleaning the emerald in his room.

Our little detective and his assistant were keeping an eye on him.

He got it!

I told you, Eken Babu can do it.

Bravo, Eken Babu! You're amazing.

Then we hid the real emerald in Goddess Durga's crown

so that no one would find out.

Even if there's a theft, the real one should be safe.

After all, Amiyo is my friend.

Hats off to that little detective.

So the real emerald...

Now you must set things right, Amiyo.

Nikhil.

You are the official witness to whatever transpired.

The rightful owners of the emerald are here.

Amiyo will now return it to them.

- Ajay. - Yes.

As for the ashram, you still have the fake emerald necklace.

That's okay.

I don't want to deceive devotees.

I'd rather people think that it's been stolen.

That's fine by me.

Very well.

Eken Babu.

No, no, no.

Take care, Ajay.

I'll take my leave now.

Mutton in sal leaves, "Hotel Ocean", here I come!

Let's go.

I'll get going too. Goodbye.

Ugh!

What are you taking photos of, huh?

What's so special here?

Sir.

Come on. The mutton calls!

Always thinking about food.

Every time we're on holiday, you get caught up in some case.

And our vacation gets ruined.

Okay, I promise not to do that.

Happy?

Now let's go.

Let's eat some mutton before "Hotel Ocean" dries up!

You'll drain it dry anyway.

Fine. I'll go alone.

What the...

- Ekendra Sen, right? - Right.

We're from Kochi.

What coaching?

Not coaching. Kochi, Kerala.

- From Kerala? - Let's move!

- What? Hey! - (speaking Malayalam)

What the hell?

Fast! Fast! (speaking Malayalam)

Bapi sir!

Hey!

- Bapi! - Hey!

- Let go! - Hey!

Bapi sir!

- Hey! - Stop!

- Eken Babu! - Promotho! Bapi!

- Eken Babu! - Eken Babu!