All language subtitles for Khadak Singh Chauhan (2026)_track3_[eng]

So, meet Khadak Singh Chauhan, 38 years old.

After working in an insurance company,

when Mr. Chauhan came completely under the government’s radar,

he was forced into retirement

and made to sit at home.

No, no... he has now turned 60 years old.

After getting bored at home for some time,

he went into the kitchen

to interfere in his wife Channi’s work...

I mean, to contribute.

While making rotis, he burned his fingers on the pan

and got himself covered in flour,

but even if only for a moment,

Khadak Singh Chauhan managed

to make his beloved wife Channi happy.

After spending a few days idling at home,

a man like Khadak Singh,

who was always busy working,

how could he sit idle?

Then he started hovering around

the house help who cleaned the house.

Meaning, he started finding faults

in her perfectly fine work.

Eventually, the poor woman quit her job—

working with Mr. Chauhan became too difficult.

And then trouble began—his wife got fed up

and handed him a broom,

so Mr. Chauhan got busy cleaning himself.

While mopping the floor, he almost slipped

and nearly hurt himself badly.

And this is not all—there are many more antics

of Mr. Chauhan yet to come, just wait and watch.

Oh!

Oh dear!

Nothing will happen, don’t worry.

Oh!

You see for yourself.

Oh!

This is too much, Ladi son.

Ever since this man retired from office,

since then,

Oh!

within just one week,

he has made my life miserable.

Bless his office colleagues

who tolerated him for 38 years.

For 13 years, for 13 whole years, she was doing such a good job.

But this man found faults even in her good work,

so many faults, so many faults,

that she finally quit her job.

And look—God has been kind to us,

if at this age he had fractured his hip,

it would have been such a big problem

for all of us.

Mom is right, Dad—you are retired now,

just enjoy life and forget all worries.

What worries does he even have?

Tell me—he has transferred this house

to his son in Canada.

He neither needs it nor values it.

Do you think he will leave his family in Canada

and come live in India?

Leave it, Mom—so what?

Why “leave it”? Ask him—

does he care about you?

Your dear daughter has changed four rented houses

in just six years of marriage.

Does he have any concern at all?

Ask him—didn’t I say earlier

not to marry your dear princess

to a homeless boy in a love marriage?

But back then, Channi ji, even you insisted

that wherever my daughter wants,

I will get her married there—now deal with it.

Please, both of you don’t fight because of me.

I am happy with Tejveer, however it is.

No, child, don’t be upset—everything will be fine.

Everything will be fine.

Everything.

Now don’t cry—both mother and daughter sitting beside me.

I, Khadak Singh Chauhan, am not dead—I am alive.

And I have decided that after us,

this house will belong to Gurtej,

and on my Green City plot,

I will build a new house.

I will build a new house and go live there,

without any witch like you.

Honestly, Channi ji, your mind is completely closed—

just like a cabbage, no matter how many layers you add,

keep adding, keep adding, nothing comes out of it.

Hey you fool, at least listen to the full thing—

I will build that house for my dear daughter.

Really?

Yes, truly.

Dad, what’s the need for you to work so hard?

Just get a plan made by an architect.

Khadak Singh will do everything himself.

Just listen to him.

Here you go.

Take this.

I was saying, Channi ji,

just take a look outside—hope that nosy neighbor

is not standing there.

Whenever we have to go somewhere,

she always starts talking.

Don’t worry, I’ll check right now.

You don’t worry, I’ll just see.

Come.

I’m telling you, the door is open but

there’s no one outside.

That means the path is clear—let’s go.

Then give your blessings, Channi ji—

Khadak Singh Chauhan is going to get the plan approved.

Go ahead.

Here, son Ladi—from today,

consider your house work started.

Oh!

Thank you, Baba ji.

What’s the matter, brother? The car isn’t starting?

If you say, I can call someone to push it.

Damn it—you’re in trouble today!

Your luck is bad right from the morning!

No, no... it’s just that after a long time

I’m trying to start it, that’s why it’s acting up.

There—it’s started!

Yes, it has started!

Damn you!

Oh no! He forgot his wallet here!

Hello, darling.

While showing off, you forgot your wallet here.

Damn that nosy neighbor—

she distracted me again.

Here, have some more mangoes.

What happened?

Hang up the phone, hang up the phone, hang up!

Alright, Sardar ji, turn off the car and step out.

Please step out, Sardar ji—your mobile is active,

and your challan is confirmed.

Sir, in a hurry I forgot my wallet at home.

My wife had called just to inform me about that,

and I happened to run into you.

Alright sir, come—first you were on the phone,

hmm...

and second, you forgot your wallet at home.

Oh, so you forgot your wallet at home?

Then your challan will be heavy, Sardar ji.

Sir, please show your license.

The license is also in the wallet, sir.

Wow, then the RC must also be in the wallet.

Right?

Looks like both are enjoying a honeymoon there.

Don’t know about that, sir.

Please step out, Sardar ji—your challan will be issued.

Oh, oh...

Sir, I’ll bring all the documents from home in ten minutes

Take a photo of his car’s number plate—

his challan will be issued.

Sir...

Yes?

Please don’t issue the challan—it becomes very troublesome.

I’m an old man, let it go this time,

I’ll be careful from next time.

Sardar ji, at least take this key.

Thank you very much, but I won’t be able to give you anything.

You will have to give something.

What do you mean?

Come, sit in the car—we’ll talk.

Just 2000.

2000? That too as a bribe?

Better you just issue the challan.

old man—it will be very troublesome.

Since I don’t have my wallet,

how can I give you money?

Let me check if there’s some money lying somewhere in the car.

Brother, you seem like a decent man to me.

How much do you have?

600, sir.

Then bring it.

Usually our rate is not less than 1000,

but today we’ll manage with 600—what is this item?

This is a laughing Buddha, worth around 400 rupees.

Hmm...

No problem, it will do.

I’ll keep it in my car.

Sardar ji, from next time don’t forget your wallet at home—

go home on time.

Man, you really completed your task today.

That nosy neighbor ruined everything—

today just isn’t your day, Khadak Singh. Let’s go home.

We’ll go to the office tomorrow for the plan.

Sir, another car is coming.

No problem, let it come.

Here you go, and this is your purse.

Come on, today even if that nosy neighbor calls out,

Khadak Singh Chauhan will not stop.

Don’t worry, today you go on the Activa,

I’ll open the gate right now.

Start the Activa from inside and leave straight away.

She won’t even get a hint and

you’ll disappear like magic.

Very good, that’s quite a clever plan, Channi ji.

Come on then, sweeten my mouth and open the gate.

Go and open it.

You just had two sweet makhanas in the morning,

try sweetening your mouth with something other than makhanas sometimes,

darling Channi ji.

Shall I show you a slap?

Stop arguing and go submit the plan.

Oh Channi ji, please give me my purse,

because of which all that drama happened yesterday.

I just gave it to you.

Where?

You’re losing your memory—get it checked.

Okay, okay.

When things rattle, the windows rattle,

and when windows rattle, Khadak Singh rattles.

When things rattle, the windows rattle,

after retirement, desires start stirring in the heart.

Time has passed, he doesn’t understand what to do,

so Khadak Singh, go and take a look at the office life,

wear your glasses and understand the officers’ signals.

Khadak Singh.

Khadak Singh.

Sat Sri Akal ji.

Sat Sri Akal, yes, tell me.

I wanted to get this plan approved.

Get the plan approved?

Yes, please do one thing—

go to the clerk sitting inside and get your file checked.

Alright, thank you.

Come in.

Hello ji.

Hello ji.

Yes?

I want to apply for the plan.

Hmm.

PN sir sent me to get the file checked

to you.

Khadak Singh Chauhan?

Yes, yes.

You’re building a house?

Yes, building a house for my daughter.

Hmm.

The plot is in my name.

Hmm... the plot is in your name, you could have transferred it earlier

to your daughter.

No problem, we’ll do it later.

Hmm, as you wish, Mr. Khadak Singh.

Alright.

I’ve marked it here.

Okay.

Now go to the JE sir, get the estimate prepared,

deposit the payment, and consider your work done.

Alright.

Okay.

Where does the JE sir sit?

Fourth floor, room number 41.

Thank you, thank you.

Brother, where is the lift?

This is the lift, Sardar ji, but it’s not working.

I have to go to the fourth floor, room 41.

Then take the stairs—everyone uses them.

Keep climbing the stairs, chanting Waheguru,

you’ll earn blessings and fruits,

get your work done and stay healthy as well.

Alright, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Amazing, man—the whole office looks empty,

everyone is scared of climbing stairs.

Thank God.

If you and I get locked in an office...

Oh!

What happened, Sardar ji?

You just barged in and collapsed straight onto the chair—

seems like you’re strong though.

Madam, check his pulse—

looks like he’s unwell.

Oh! Are you alright, uncle ji?

Yes, I’m fine, but don’t call me “uncle ji,”

otherwise I really will feel unwell.

What do you mean?

I climbed the stairs—that’s why I’m out of breath.

Oh, I see.

The lift has been out of order for a few days—

the chairman isn’t getting it fixed.

He says this is the treatment

for officers’ belly fat.

In one month, their bellies will be fine,

then we’ll fix the lift.

Well, he’s not wrong...

Anyway, I wanted to get my plan approved.

Yes.

Rajni madam,

please check his file.

Yes, sir.

All okay, sir.

Madam,

prepare voucher of eleven thousand eight hundred for Sardar ji.

And Sardar ji, deposit this payment downstairs

and keep the receipt safe.

Yes.

Here you go.

Alright, Khadak Singh ji,

go to the cashier and deposit the payment—

your work will be done.

Okay, where does the cashier sit?

Room number 30.

Room number 30?

Yes.

Where is room number 30?

On the third floor.

Third floor? That means upstairs again?

Sir, you only said to get the estimate made—

you didn’t tell me that payment is also upstairs.

When did you ask where to deposit the money?

Drink some cold water outside

and go to the third floor—be brave, Sardar ji.

Houses aren’t built just like that—

you have to run around to get work done.

Be a lion, be strong!

I’m a senior citizen, not Milkha Singh
who can keep running like that.

Is there any other solution?

You already know the solution—

get it done and you’ll be at ease.

Meet your draftsman—

he will tell you how plans get approved.

At this age, there’s no need to struggle like this.

Oh, that draftsman was asking for 7000 as a bribe.

Why should I pay a bribe when my work is genuine?

keep chanting Waheguru

and keep climbing the stairs step by step,

God will take care of everything.

Where should I take the plan?

Come after 15 days—if there are no objections,

you will get it.

Alright.

Dad, you don’t have a fever, right?

I mean, what was the need to go through all this trouble

just to save five–seven thousand rupees?

A person should consider his health and age.

Yes...

Did you see how he collapsed after coming home, Ladi?

I thought, Chauhan sahib was done for today.

I don’t go down that easily, Madam Channi ji—

it’s just your tiredness. Now I’ll rest.

We have to go after 15 days to collect the plan,

and one day we’ll have to go apply for the temporary meter.

Oh Dad, you leave it—Tejveer will come home himself.

Yes Dad, just tell me, I’ll come.

Why would you take leave from your office for this?

I’m a free, retired old man—

what else will I do sitting at home?

I’ll handle all the work myself.

You are a great man, Dad.

When things rattle, the windows rattle,

and when windows rattle, Khadak Singh rattles.

With Khadak Singh’s rattling, the windows shake,

after retirement, desires start beating in the heart.

It has become like a fair—he doesn’t understand what to do,

Khadak Singh has lost his power,

nothing is going his way—the poor Khadak Singh.

Yes, tell me.

Sir, I want to apply for a temporary meter.

The clerk sent me to you to check the file.

I’m busy today.

You came today? Tomorrow is a holiday—

come the day after tomorrow.

Khadak Singh, even though in 38 years of service

you never took a bribe,

it seems your work won’t be done without one.

May I come in?

Yes, come in.

Tell me.

Sir, I’m an old man—I won’t be able to come again and again.

Whatever service you ask, I’ll do—

just get my meter installed.

Don’t worry, brother—

consider your meter installed.

Not three—make it two thousand.

It’s an expensive time, brother.

I’m building a house for my daughter.

For your daughter?

Yes.

Then I shouldn’t take money from you...

but what can I do—

I also have three daughters.

Don’t worry, your work is done.

Alright, thank you.

There’s no one here...

No madam, no JE sir—no one is here.

Where did everyone go?

Amazing... it’s been 15 days—I came to collect the plan today.

Is anyone here?

Is anyone here?

Where did everyone go? Why is it so quiet today?

Sardar ji, why are you shouting like a Hindi movie hero—

“Is anyone there? Is anyone there?”

What exactly is your problem?

Where did everyone go? The officers had promised

to give me my plan—no madam, no JE sir,

no one is here.

Everyone has gone on election duty, Sardar ji.

Everyone has gone on election duty?

Yes.

The officers had promised to give me my plan today.

Now you will get your plan

only after the elections.

If that was the case, why didn’t you tell me earlier?

I climbed all those stairs for nothing,

you didn’t tell me then.

You never asked at that time, Sardar ji.

Amazing... no one cares about the public at all.

Can anyone at least tell me properly

when I should come to collect the plan?

If you want an exact answer,

then go consult some astrologer...

and if you want an approximate idea,

then come here after the election results.

Only after the new government is formed

will the officers settle here.

Everything is upside down everywhere.

Big political change in Punjab—

the party winning major seats...

the CM candidate will take oath tomorrow at 11 AM

as the Chief Minister of Punjab.

Along with him,

ten cabinet ministers will also take oath.

Alright, the mess is over—

now at least officers will sit properly.

Channi ji, I’ll go tomorrow to collect the plan.

Once I get the plan, we’ll start the work.

The contractor calls every day—

if he gets another project, we’ll be in trouble.

Good contractors are hard to find these days.

You are right,

but wait for a day or two—

let the officers settle first.

Alright, I’ll go the day after tomorrow—

it’s Wednesday, an auspicious day.

Yes, sir.

Yes?

Are all the officers present today?

Yes, Sardar ji, all officers are present—

go ahead, climb the stairs.

Today I’ll definitely take my plan.

Yes, of course.

Yes, Sardar ji?

Where is Balgon sahib?

He has been transferred—

I have joined in his place. Please sit.

Tell me, what is the work?

I had submitted my house plan for approval.

You said 15 days—it has been one and a quarter months.

Give the receipt number to madam

and come again after about 15 days.

Another 15 days?

That too only if there is no objection on your file.

The new government has changed the entire staff—

I have just joined,

it will take me 5–7 days to go through the files.

Don’t worry—tell me one thing,

did you pay any bribe to the previous staff?

Maybe I’m suffering the punishment

for not giving a bribe.

You seem like a sensible man—

don’t worry, I’ll get your work done in 10–12 days.

Thank you.

One and a quarter month has already passed...

now another 15 days?

Come, Khadak Singh ji, listen—

Yes, tell me. Please sit.

Look, Khadak Singh ji, don’t get angry—

the solution your draftsman suggested

to get the plan approved—just follow that.

You’ll be better off—you’ll get the plan in 2–4 days.

How much will it cost?

6000, and the plan will be in your hands.

No, no...

go outside and give it to your draftsman.

Look what is written there—

“Taking or giving a bribe is a legal offense.”

You understand, right?

Yes, I understand.

Where should I take the plan?

Consider the plan already in your pocket—

don’t worry about anything.

I will personally call you in a day or two.

Promise?

Yes, promise—don’t worry.

Alright, thank you.

Thank you very much.

When Khadak Singh rattles, everything rattles—

those who thought we are retired and done for...

Yes, son Tejveer, our plan work is done.

Tomorrow we’ll start work at the plot,

and today I’m going to arrange all the raw material—

just don’t tell Ladi.

Cheers, son!

Congratulations to both of you

on building the new house.

Thank you.

Channi ji, congratulations to you as well.

It was your wish that your daughter’s house be built—

in six months the house will be ready.

Earlier we wasted so much time on the plan,

now the work will move at double speed.

Dad, we’ll get 3D wallpapers for the rooms.

They’re very trendy these days—

remember we saw them at Jassi aunty’s house?

They looked so beautiful.

Yes, yes—whatever you like, go ahead.

Why not?

Dad, everything is fine,

but we still don’t have the approved plan in hand,

and we’ve already started construction—

what if it becomes risky?

Don’t worry about that, son—

I’ve already gone through all the struggle needed.

Now I’ve set things with the officers—

consider the plan already in your hands.

Thank you, Dad—

I can never repay what you’re doing for us,

but I can at least give you a party today—

though you already opened one today!

We’ll take the party when the housewarming happens.

Alright, Dad.

Oh yes, speaking of parties—

the day after tomorrow I’ve planned a small party

with some friends to celebrate retirement.

Everyone had been asking for it,

but I was busy with the plan work.

You also come.

Go son, day after tomorrow at Vacation Villa.

No Dad, what will I do there—

among your elders... I mean senior citizens’

No problem.

Shoot your worries away, shoot your worries away,

let whatever happens, happen.

Live your life with a smile,

yes, live your life smiling,

let whatever happens, happen.

Shoot your worries away,

shoot your worries away,

let whatever happens, happen.

Fate is in no one’s control,

neither sunshine nor shade...

Let your eyes not get tired

while waiting for happiness—

these paths of happiness.

Handle your own work yourself,

yes, handle your own work yourself,

let whatever happens, happen.

Shoot your worries away,

shoot your worries away,

let whatever happens, happen.

Shoot your worries away,

shoot your worries away

let whatever happens, happen—

let whatever happens, happen.

Bhatia sahib, looks like this is the plot.

Yes Sardar ji, are you building this house?

Yes sir.

Show the approved plan.

I have the payment receipt,

the plan is approved but not received yet.

The whole staff was on election duty,

so it got delayed.

We don’t care about that—

you must show the approved plan.

Look Sardar ji, if you have the approved plan, fine—

otherwise we’ll have to demolish the construction.

How can you demolish it like this?

It’s been 1.5 months since I applied—

due to staff transfers I didn’t receive it.

If you want, I can connect you with the clerk.

We don’t talk to anyone—

either show the approved plan,

or we’ll demolish everything.

We have orders from above.

How can you demolish?

I have paid for the plan!

Bhatia sahib, should we explain it to him?

We’ll have to tell him how it’s done.

Hey boys, bring the crane—

demolish everything.

Let’s go, Bhatia sahib.

Where is that greedy clerk?

Today I’ll deal with him!

Sardar ji, calm down—

the clerk hasn’t come yet.

Give me his number!

Yes, note it down.

Tell me his number.

96182 98 988

Hello, hello!

Yes, who is this?

Your father Khadak Singh Chauhan speaking—

you kept giving excuses and they demolished my walls—

How did that happen? Your plan is ready—

actually I was about to call you after reaching office.

The thing is, your file was misplaced—

it was found just yesterday,

and the JE sahib completed your work first.

Where are you right now?

Reach the office within a minute—

dead or alive—

otherwise I’ll deal with you and your JE sahib!

But JE sahib—

the phone got disconnected.

Sir, Khadak Singh ji—

you hung up without listening completely.

I was saying JE sahib is on leave today—

and you ran upstairs like Milkha Singh.

Come downstairs—

your plan is with me.

Come and collect it.

Come quickly, I’m waiting downstairs.

What has happened?

Who is this person?

Sir, he came to collect the plan—

Khadak Singh Chauhan—

he slipped from the stairs and fell.

Khadak Singh Chauhan?

I approved his file one month ago—

why didn’t you give him his plan?

You people have no respect—

at least consider someone’s age!

But no—you always want your cut in everything—

even if it ruins the whole department.

Why are you looking at me?

Call an ambulance quickly—

take him to the hospital!

Bring water—

give him water—

Khadak Singh ji... get up!

Khadak Singh ji... get up!

Khadak Singh ji...

First take your plan...