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Historians wrote of parrots and doves,

but not of crows of the same breed. Not a word.

This is the tale of hungry, angry crows.

The tale of the dead who have wandered for generations.

This is the tale of the Savari tribe.

Our tribe has a long history of ruling the jungle.

The British feared our rebellion, so they branded us criminals.

The criminal label still haunts us even after independence.

The Savaris wandered with their families, looking for a place to live and survive.

Finally…

guided by crows, we reached our family deity Dhumamma's sacred stone.

Our deity brought us here, and we swore we'd never leave.

That place is Paradise.

But our Savaris didn't know

this place belonged to the Durjam clan, and we'd become their slaves.

Hunger is like fire.

Savaris always came back stronger when beaten.

But hunger forced them to their knees.

For a bowl of gruel a day,

Shikanja Malik enslaved us and opened a liquor business.

Years have gone by, but the Savaris are still without citizenship.

I'm Sammakka,

That's my name,

and this is our movement.

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -We need it!

-Identity! -Stop causing a ruckus!

-Identity! -Get out of here.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

What have you done?

We've been denied our identity, so my hands are tied.

Or I'd have grabbed your collar and confronted you.

Is this the first Savari death?

Get over it as always. Go!

We're feeding our children sugar water to ease their hunger, sir.

What will I tell the child growing inside me, sir?

We're not asking for power or land.

We're just asking for food, sir.

We just want the government to recognize us, sir.

Enough already!

You can't keep blaming the government for everything.

How is that going to solve anything?

-We need identity, sir! -We need it!

We need it!

Hey!

Malik said he'd come to talk you himself.

Now, get out of here.

O cradle! O cradle

O Mother Earth Bear the pangs of labour, lullay

O cradle! O cradle

-You must breathe life -Sammakka!

-Into the blood-red sun -Open your eyes!

Sammakka, open your eyes.

O cradle! O cradle

You must rend the darkness That shrouds our lives

This is wrong!

Your filthy blood has sullied my doorstep.

Your stench has tainted my fort walls.

How many rains will it take to wash away your filth?

The shithouses my forefathers used are now your government offices!

The government is like my mistress here!

Without my permission,

who has the guts to give you an identity in my territory?

She gathered a crowd and caused all that ruckus at the office, sir!

Mekka!

Listen up, Savaris!

If you ever gather again and demand your identity,

there won't be a trace of Savaris on this land.

I'll bury you deep in hell!

That's it!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir! Sir! Sir!

They're dead.

Sir, you've been blessed with an heir.

Congratulations, Malik.

Hey!

Every time you rise up, only the body count grows.

You'll never start a revolution.

The end!

The baby girl died, Sammakka.

Only the boy survived.

Evil eye from strangers, evil eye from neighbors…

evil eye from vultures… evil eye from demons…

evil eye from your mother, evil eye from our goddess…

May all evil eyes be warded off!

Your very gut is raw, Sammakka

Hunger gnaws deep within, Sammakka!

Your heart is restless, Sammakka

It beats for your son, Sammakka

Tears well up in your eyes, Sammakka

How did they spill From your breast, Sammakka?

Your blood has grown thin, Sammakka

Day has fallen upon the huts, Sammakka

You have become a walking corpse

Beneath the hammering blows, Sammakka

You are a fire That has fainted away, Sammakka

With death Walking beside you, Sammakka

You keep Sustaining this life, Sammakka

Your feet Are sunk in the mud, Sammakka

While the earth Swallows time, Sammakka

Your body is a furnace, Sammakka

-Hey! -His word is your strength, Sammakka

-You carry your own burden -Son!

Remember this until you die.

You are alive today

because of your sister.

These braids are her memory. Protect them with your life.

Beneath the hammering blows, Sammakka

With death Walking beside you, Sammakka

Happy birthday to you

CHOTA MALIK'S 11TH BIRTHDAY

Wow! Biryani! I've been craving this for a long time.

Here. Have it.

Let's go.

Hurry up!

Hey, hey! Let us go! Let us go!

How dare you touch our food with those filthy hands?

Son of…

-You… -Hey, hey! Let us go!

-How dare you lay a hand on young Malik? -He insulted me!

-Don't leave him, Wrestler! -Hey, who is this guy?

-Sammakka! They're beating your son! -Leave me.

He's my son, sir. We're your slaves.

-He came here by mistake. Let him go. -Wrestler!

-I'm begging you, sir. Please, let him go! -Let go!

Is this your mother?

She slept with me last night.

I paid her two rupees.

Go ahead and ask.

Tell me it's a lie, Mom!

Tell me it's a lie, Mom!

Tell me it's a lie, Mom.

Say it.

Tell me it's a lie, Mom.

Please tell me it's a lie, Mom!

Mom, please tell--

Hey! Let us go!

-Hey! -Sir! No, sir.

-Hey! Let go of me! No! -Don't, sir.

This is wrong!

Mekka.

Sir.

Every time he eats,

he should remember his place.

Tattoo "Bastard" on him!

Sir! Please don't.

-Jadal! -No, sir!

Sir!

Oh, God!

My child! My son!

Oh, God!

-My child! -Hey! Let me go!

Hey!

Hey! Let me go!

Hey! Let go of me!

-My child! -Let go of me! Hey!

Jadal!

Jadal!

Hey! Let go of me!

Stop, son!

My son! No!

Don't!

No!

Son!

Son!

My child!

Hey!

Heard three people are getting released today.

They're going to have a great time out there.

We can't just send them off empty-handed, can we?

No, we can't!

Number one.

Challa Ravi.

Number two.

Katla Seenu.

Leave me!

Number three, hey!

He's our favorite hero, dude.

I mean… Jadal.

-Let's go! -Hey!

His arrogance comes from those braids.

If you have the guts,

cut off his braids and bring them to me.

MOTHER

Give me that dog!

-I won't. -Wrestler, throw him and the dog in there.

-Hey! -Leave me! Let me go!

Evil eye from strangers, evil eye from neighbors…

evil eye from every wicked soul, evil eye of the jealous…

May it all be shattered. May every trace of it be wiped away.

May all evil eyes be warded off!

It's a murder case.

He killed one of Malik's men.

Name?

-Jadal. -Huh? Jadal?

He's a Savari.

No caste, no religion, no land, nothing.

CENTRAL PRISON CHANCHALGUDA HYDERABAD

-Fax all these papers to Delhi. -Collector sir!

-I'll meet you tomorrow. -Sir! Collector sir!

-Hey! Move out! -Hey!

Sir, you're new here. You are unaware.

-They're all criminals. -We're Savaris, sir.

We've spent years seeking an identity.

Ugh, stay back.

They stink, sir. That's why I light incense sticks.

I need to get to Delhi urgently.

Meet me at the Collector's office in a week.

Sir, sir! The identity card, sir!

Even after being called a thief, if he's asking us to come to his office,

maybe he's a good man.

My beloved Paradise-dwellers!

When Malik gives an order,

you follow it everywhere in the country.

From now on, the order will be the same,

but the voice will be different.

From now on, my son Vikram Malik will handle all business matters.

You won't see Malik again.

This is my last public appearance.

That's it.

Young Malik! Young Malik!

You're here, MLA sir?

They're crowning you the next king.

Hurry up, young Malik!

Go and open the wardrobe.

Don't touch them. They'll get stained.

Ever since I was a kid, everyone called me Malik's son.

I used to wonder, "Don't I have an identity of my own?"

That's when I realized…

No one in our family has ever ridden in a siren car.

Please let me contest the MLA seat instead of you this time.

No, listen to me, little brother.

I'll be a minister soon enough. Then you can do whatever you want.

But why do you need politics, brother?

Chota Malik, son of the devil

My name alone makes 'em tremble

Hey, Jadal! When were you released?

Why are you covered in blood?

Wait. Let me tell Sammakka.

She'll be happy to know that you're back.

Hey! Sit!

To hell with her.

Oh, boy! You got out at the perfect time.

Malik just handed the business to his son and retired.

You're safe now.

I want to see Malik.

Malik?

I still regret the scar you got because of me.

If you hurt this much, imagine my plight!

They made me eat with my left hand for 14 years!

Malik sat at home like a king!

Mistake!

He should come out.

He must feel the pain I felt! He must regret giving me this tattoo.

This very hand must rip off Malik's waist cord.

Only then will I finally be at peace.

If you want to eat, you have to fight.

Just like you regret my tattoo, I regret you never had biryani as a kid.

What time will the jaggery load arrive?

Three in the morning, brother.

I'll feed you the first biryani in Paradise!

This is Jadal's promise.

Hey SI.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

-The jaggery truck was stolen, -Sir!

and you're lying here like a buffalo.

Who's that? How many people?

There are six people, sir. Three girls.

Hey!

There's this guy, sir. He looks like a joker!

Who has the guts to pull that off in Paradise?

There's another guy, sir. I think he's their gang leader.

He looked pretty strange, sir.

Put all the biryani and tea you have on the table.

Long hair.

With beard and mustache.

Looks like the lord of ghosts and demons.

Mahakaal! Bholenath!

Here, we'd call him Ardhanarishwara.

MALIK TRANSPORT

I'll chop you to pieces! Where did you steal this jaggery?

Ugh! Are you laughing, you idiot?

Listen up, Savaris!

They've fooled you for years with liquor and empty promises.

I'm not like them. Stand by me and no one goes hungry.

If anyone in Paradise goes hungry again, consider me dead!

This is Jadal's promise!

That's your mother?

She slept with me last night.

-No, son. Please, don't. -My child! No! Please, don't.

-No, son. -Jadal!

-You're not my mother! You're not! -Dear Sammakka!

-Leave. Now. -Look! This is who I am!

-No, my child. No. -Don't.

-Get out of here. -Move.

Kicking people and then embracing them

won't erase your sins.

We're no strangers to hunger. All we want is our identity!

To hell with your identity. You have to survive first!

You're already starving. How will you feed your unborn child?

Sammakka has been fighting for years for our identity.

Your foolish stunts will ruin us!

Hey! Easy for you to say.

Identity! Identity!

You know the irony?

Seventy crore people in this country have an identity. But not 5,000 Savaris!

We're living a free life, brother.

A new name every day, a new place every meal.

I don't know how much longer I'll survive.

But I don't want to die of hunger.

I will stand with you.

I'm hungry. What will you feed me?

Hey, do you own this place? Our man's here

Now we settle the score The lion arrives with a mighty roar

He may rule this land like a Sultan But he's the devil haunting our homes

Let's hunt him down The lion arrives with a mighty roar

This mark we bear is a wound

Behold, the lion!

This is the justice denied us

Behold, the lion!

This is a land built on ashes

Behold, the lion!

A tale written in our blood

Behold, the lion!

The dreadlocks rise The earth begins to tremble

They'll strike, they'll tear They'll strip away everything

Cross Savari's path And you'll be among the dead

He'll tear you down And turn your ruin into his triumph

Hey, son

Hey, son

Look wherever you dare, lad

Where my shadow falls, fear takes hold

We'll bring Malik to his end

His end's already been written by fate

The liquor boils in the brewing pit While our tears fall into it

Behold, the lion!

Now your shame Will seep through drop by drop

Behold, the lion!

The dreadlocks rise The earth begins to tremble

They'll strike, they'll tear They'll strip away everything

Cross Savari's path And you'll be among the dead

He'll tear you down And turn your ruin into his triumph

Hey, son

Hey, I've endured hunger And hardship too long

You think you can break me? Behold, the lion!

Hey, I may have nothing left

But I'm the most stubborn guy

You think you can crush me now? Behold, the lion!

Hunger gnaws at us

Behold, the lion!

Yet we rise with every step

Behold, the lion!

Nameless, rootless, belonging nowhere

Behold, the lion!

I'll be the address of Paradise

Behold, the lion!

Hunger gnaws at us

Yet we rise with every step

Nameless, rootless, belonging nowhere

I'll be the address of Paradise

Where is Dad?

Dad? He died a year ago.

Oh! Come here, child. Come.

Get inside! Keep quiet.

Brother, I don't have the money yet.

I'm selling the house and theater. I'll pay you first when I get the money.

Damn it!

Whenever I asked for my money, your husband spun stories like a TV soap!

He died without paying me! Vile scoundrel! Ugh!

-Hey! How dare you spit on my dad?! -Hey!

Your daughter?

She shines like a star!

Nothing wrong with wanting to be a film star.

-Hey! -Brother, please leave her!

If you don't pay back the principal and interest in 30 days,

I'll auction you both off at Mehndi Haveli!

You never know who'll walk in or who you'll sleep with.

Damn it!

Let's take the same bus back to Madras. We can't survive here anymore.

Whether we live or die, we'll settle all our debts.

I fled to Madras, dreaming of becoming an actress.

I wanted to die as I was ashamed to return a failure.

What did he leave behind for us?

Before I die, I thought of you.

But someone humiliated you right in front of me.

I'll come to you, protecting your honour.

YAKUT MAHAL KHAIDI

-Brother… -Sorry, dear.

It's okay.

Sister, do you have a matchbox?

Cigarettes are common.

Anyone can take a drag.

-May I ask you something? -What? About this?

I couldn't bear anyone talking about my father like that.

How do you bear such a heavy burden?

If you care about people's opinions… forget smoking, you can't even breathe.

What's going on here?

Let's make B-movies and run them in our theater.

-We can repay our debts with the profit. -You dirty bitch!

Hey! This is our only option for making a quick buck.

Who's going to marry you if you act like this?

I'm only living to see that bastard wipe my father's picture clean!

Don't think what comes next.

We can stretch out our hand to survive!

If you say your stomach hurts, they'll say, "Come back after five days."

Not one asks if you're hungry!

She wants to beg before such people.

If anyone finds out, they'll spit on me, not his photo.

Bloody hell! If anyone but Dad held you like this, would you be okay?

Dad's dignity is my responsibility!

-Velvet smoke on the ceiling -What title do we give our films?

That fellow said… "Shining like a star."

Go with that!

Every step conceals the pain

She's a promise in a doorway

Painted lips in porcelain

Selling Dreams by the hour

Hiding ghosts beneath her skin

Every eye in the room Starts to sway with a sigh

Like a prayer that was born

-Just to burn -Wow! Star,

-And to die -when are you going to show me your face?

Paradise Girl

In a fallen world

Spinning in the dark

Like a black silk pearl

Every wish she makes

Is a loaded die

Singing Hallelujah

With a tear stained sky

Paradise Girl

Give that note!

Come on, move.

Wipe that photo first.

Big deal! I'll wipe it. Where's the cloth?!

I'm taking off, Narayana uncle.

You're a tiger, my dear! A real tiger!

I wanted to die, but I held on and paid off your debts.

I stepped up like a son.

I love you, Dad.

I'm coming to you.

If you care about people's opinions… forget smoking, you can't even breathe.

I'm looking for a guy with braids who like a girl.

-Where is he? -Nobody answers for free.

You smell amazing. Which incense do you use?

It's called perfume.

Brother! Perfume's here!

Hi!

I felt like being friends, so here I am.

That's why I'm here.

This is my favorite ribbon.

A childhood gift from my Dad.

Thought it'd look pretty in your braids.

I was born anew

I'm Jadal.

-I'm Subbu! -Like two strangers

We found each other

Just like that

What magic have you worked Within my breath?

Your whisper finds its way To me like this

They say the destruction is mine

The shower of flowers is yours

They say even the horror felt Strangely soothing

They say I am the explosion

-Why did you want to be my friend, Subbu? -They say you are the fortune

I want to live like you. Brave and strong.

I was born anew

I'm burning like a flame

In this wild desire for you Something stirs within me

My lips tremble with longing

-How can I even utter your name? -Hey!

Why are you eating with your left hand? Eat properly!

Even if I wither like a desert Let me believe your body is mine

I want this body to become a wasteland

Even an ocean would bow to you I want to sway with your every tide

I want to lose my breath Caught willingly in your embrace

I've never felt this way all these years But today everything feels new

I'm truly living again

I feel like I've been born again

-Hello! -Brother!

-Savaris abducted the party president! -A nation isn't mere soil

Chota Malik, son of the devil

My name alone makes 'em tremble

Welcome to Jadal's era!

Hey! Who the hell are you?

Hey, Biryani!

Son of…

Is this why?!

You kidnapped him over a childhood squabble?!

Hey! Do you know who he is?

A national party president!

Your father branded me just because I hit you.

So I hijacked a jaggery load and sent you some sweet news.

I kidnapped him to ruin your dream of entering politics.

Now let's see what your father does.

You trust this guy?

Even if everyone in the world dies and I'm the only one left…

I'll vote for myself, go to the Assembly, and say, "Mr. Speaker!"

That's what I'd do.

To hell with you!

This is the real high, you Malik's son!

As much as you want to become an MLA

I want you and your father begging just as badly.

Malik's son?

Malik's son!

Not now!

My first morning as an MLA, I'll grab you by the braids,

sever your head, and hang it from Paradise Arch.

That's for sure.

Forget becoming an MLA…

I won't even let you file your nomination.

We'll return the fire…

twice as hard!

Wow, you're looking great, Sammakka!

When he was little,

he'd dress up in my saree and roam around.

And now…

His shirt has become too big for me.

Everyone calls him Jadal, but do you know his real name?

-What's that? -Give me my shirt.

Your shirt, huh?

Your whole body came from her. You're her son!

Son!

Have some shame!

Long live Vikram Malik!

-Long live Vikram Malik! -Why are you so angry at your mother?

Long live Vikram Malik!

Hey, Iklas!

Give me a biryani, with double masala!

-You have cash? -You think he's out of cash?

His mom can get it by sleeping around.

Sammakka. That's my mother's name.

It's been 14 years, 4 months, 10 days, 3 hours and 13 minutes

since I last uttered this name, Subbu.

My mom's the only one who cares.

Let the-- hiccups come.

Her smiling face…

that lovely scent when I lay in her lap…

Same here, dude.

When I was shivering with fever, her touch warmed me.

How can I forget these, Subbu?

I'll carry them until the day I die.

Special biryani. Eat it.

You've roped her in because your Mom got no takers, huh?

I'll drop a ten for her!

Why is he leaving the girl behind?

I'd pay ten bucks for her, dude.

Just look at her skin, man!

Make it a full thirty. Okay?

Neither yours, nor mine. Fifty bucks, flat.

Deal?

Say it again.

Growing up, my mom

was my Dad, elder brother, sister, younger brother!

In fact, even the Dhumamma goddess I knew was my mother.

Get lost!

But hearing, "Your mom slept around for a buck or two,"

felt like my heart was being ripped apart!

Damn it!

But it was true.

That's who my mother was.

How can they treat you like her because of her betrayal, Subbu?

Hey! Hey, stop!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Stop that guy!

Hey, go!

KHAIDI FOUR SHOWS PER DAY

Hey!

Can I tell you something? This Jadal actually likes you, you know?

I love you, Subbu.

-Hello! -What's up, Malik's son!

Your boys pushed me too far, man.

Yeah, I told them to mess with you. So what?

Messing with me is fine.

But, your full stash was exposed, wasn't it?!

Saved this to become an MLA?

Cigarette in my mouth, match in hand,

all I need is a high.

What should we do now?

Just three seconds.

Say sorry…

or I'll burn it.

Sorry.

Dang it!

I know we're on different levels.

Tell me if you don't like it. Don't let it ruin our friendship.

I can't handle it.

DEVANTHAKUDU

ARE YOU UPSET

Here. Use these rose petals.

Mom, I don't want to do it anymore.

I just don't feel like doing this.

Don't feel like it?

Have you forgotten all the insults we took when we had no money?

Just a few more days.

Our lives will be set.

This is the last time. Never again.

Alright, fine.

Jadal.

Jadal!

Jadal, listen to me just once.

What you saw is true. But that wasn't me.

-Jadal… -Don't touch me!

What will you say?!

You'll say you had no choice! That's all, right?!

My birth disgraced my existence…

but seeing you like this…

tears me apart!

What a state I'm in!

Women don't need knives or daggers to torture a man.

When you strike with such precision, I can't live and I can't die.

Dang it!

Wait, just hear me ou--

I thought you'd be like a mother to me,

but you turned out just like her.

I love you.

Drama Queen!

What happened, ma'am?

The kid fell right into a jaggery vat…

Mom!

Oh God!

Why'd you bring him here? Why didn't you take him to a hospital?

Because they won't allow us inside a hospital!

You're the district collector.

If you have the guts, save him.

I called. An ambulance is on the way!

AMBULANCE

Hey, get down! Get down quickly!

-What happened, sir? -He's burnt! Take him. I'll follow.

Hey, come slowly. Watch out! Move aside!

Hey! Move, move, move!

AMBULANCE

What happened?

I'm telling you this for your own good.

Stay away from them as well.

If Malik finds out, he'll kill us.

Need your thumbprint on the petition.

I'll take the petitions to the CM.

Get your name on the census, and you'll be recognized.

You will never have to face this situation again.

Enough with your story.

He couldn't even save a little kid.

How can you trust him?

If it were up to me,

he wouldn't have burned.

He'd be living happily.

The doctor who killed Somu…

and the collector questioning our identity…

I won't spare any of them!

-I won't spare a single one. -Shut up!

Idiot! How dare you threaten an officer on duty?

I could arrest you just for this.

Do you think the courts will let you harm an Indian citizen like me?

They'll crush you. Do you have the same power?

Bloody hell!

What have they even been doing for 40 years?

Who are you throwing your official attitude at?

Get lost with your damn papers!

I'm not leaving!

Not until I have their fingerprints.

Not you.

-This collector needs to die. -Hey!

Even that tiny bit of love I had for you is dead.

Even if you're dead on your funeral pyre,

I'm not coming to light it.

Take their thumbprints or footprints…

I'm burning these documents to ashes!

Hey! Get up! Get up!

You’ve got the nerve to threaten the Collector?

Let’s head to the station.

Think you're big enough to stop my nomination?

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Chota Malik, son of the devil

My name alone makes them tremble

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Chota Malik, son of the devil

My name alone makes them tremble

Long live Vikram Malik!

On these rainy, rainy nights

In these sweet, sweet talks

In this tender rain

How does it feel? Huh?

It feels like you

Turning into clouds

Rain upon my body

And teasing me Oh

And teasing me Oh

It feels like you

Turning into clouds

Rain upon my body

And teasing me Oh

I'll go in a goddess-like procession with 5,000 people behind me

to file my nomination.

Just because our stars match, does that make our castes and horoscopes equal?

Our blood is different.

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

We've stamped the fingerprints. One way or another, it'll get done.

Hey!

Why did they put Jadal in jail? Where the hell did Sammakka go?

She went to meet the Collector.

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Long live Vikram Malik!

Vikram Malik!

If those slaves get an identity,

will I have to go begging for their votes?

Hey!

-Hey! -Hey!

You killed the Collector there…

and you're here celebrating?!

Is this the kind of man your leader is?

You rallied behind him?

You educated crooks have zero integrity!

A Savaari woman slapped Malik's son!

A woman!

Nothing more than a cheap whore.

She grabbed me by the shirt and shamed me in front of everyone!

I tarnished your name.

I'm not worthy of being called your son.

Cut me down, Dad!

Strike me so hard my head lands in Paradise Circle!

As the sole heir to the Durjama dynasty,

you carry 200 years of our rule!

Your very birth is the future of Paradise!

Only when enemy blood stains your sword

will you understand our legacy!

With this,

my grandfather, my father, and I…

hacked through every single person in our path!

The new Governor invited me to a feast.

By the time I return,

the chest of the woman who laid hands on you must hit the dirt!

Her head…

must fall at my feet!

Son…

today, all of Paradise must echo with crows swarming over dead bodies!

Sir.

I just want to talk for two minutes.

Go!

Why did you come?

Did your buddy send you to check if I was still breathing?

Jail is nothing new to me.

What are you staring at? Go tell your Sammakka.

They married her off at fourteen,

when she knew nothing about marriage or motherhood.

By sixteen, she'd given birth to both of you!

On that day!

Her labor pains became thunder in the sky,

and her tears turned into rain!

Her suffering became an endless dark night!

From dusk until dawn,

she suffered four watches of endless torment!

Just because she demanded recognition…

that monster Malik shocked her womb, but she survived!

She fought like a warrior, down to her very last drop of blood!

She gave birth to your sister and you!

She was just a little girl…

with two infants in her arms.

Your sister died…

while you survived after dying!

Your very birth was a miracle.

Seeing the shadow of a crow shielding you,

we believed our leader had been born!

But look at you!

Forget being a leader, you couldn't even be a son!

Weak from childbirth,

your mother couldn't even give you jaggery water.

When you sucked desperately at her dry breasts,

she endured the pain as you drew her blood!

In the dead of night, burning with fever and starving,

she carried you to the doctor.

Sir! Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

He was playing normally,

then suddenly got dizzy and collapsed, sir!

Please take a look at him, sir.

Please check what happened to my child, sir!

Please examine him, sir!

Sir!

I beg of you, sir!

I'm begging at your feet, sir!

He needs an IV bottle right away.

If you go to a government hospital, they won't even let you in.

Private places will cost you a fortune.

Got any money?

Fine!

Take off your saree.

Do you know what she did after that?

Someday, you will learn the truth.

Forgive me, my child.

How else could a helpless woman protect her child?

A woman who wouldn't let her own husband touch her

let a stranger lay his hands on her

because her child's life mattered more than her honor.

Living on jaggery water, the child's insides shriveled up.

Give him some tea and buns.

She died as a woman that night…

but survived as a mother.

Your mother sold herself,

just to fill her son's stomach and see him smile.

That mother's womb still seethes like a bleeding, open sore!

40 years ago, seven thousand people walked two thousand kilometers

in starvation and rags, just to reach this Paradise.

Do you know why only 5,000 of us are left today?

Beyond starvation and a life of slavery,

your mother fought alone, with no leader by her side.

Somehow,

Malik became the sworn enemy of both you and your mother.

But, after the last two days, my heart is filled with dread.

Sammakka beat Malik's son in front of everyone

for killing the Collector who promised us an identity!

I'm terrified, son.

The iron boots that crushed us when you were born…

I hear them echoing again.

This is the legacy your mother fought for. It's your tribe.

Stop fighting this war inside yourself out of anger at your mother.

No, please! Sir, please, no!

Sir! Please, sir, don't!

Where the hell is she?

Where the hell is she?

Sammakka…

Sammakka…

Sammakka…

Sammakka!

Kamli!

Kamli!

Kamli!

Oh, no!

Hey!

Sammakka!

Are you hiding in the water?!

So you're in the water? Fine, stay there!

Hey! Sit in there as long as you like.

I'll stay right here.

I'm staying right here.

Hey, I'll sit right here until the water goes down.

You dare hit me?!

Hey, hand that over!

Sit here. Sit!

Bloody!

Have some shame!

Wow!

Wow!

Hey!

Even if you're dead on your funeral pyre,

I'm not coming to light it.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

I only realized how powerful a woman can be

after seeing your mother, son.

Sammakka

Sammakka

Sammakka

Sammakka

You have become a walking corpse

Hey!

Hey!

Oh, Mother Dhumamma!

For homes without doors and a people stripped of courage…

comes a horned lion to protect them by ripping through chests!

Malik!

Malik!

You and your son must feel the pain of a corpse sitting at your doorstep!

Yeah, what is it?

Who are you?

You said I'd remember you every time I put food in my mouth, right?

Well, I didn't.

Son of…

We found his chains, but his head…

Maybe we were too hasty last night.

No one came even after we killed his son.

Maybe Malik himself will show up.

A gruesome death, Sir!

You cremated a headless corpse. You should perform a ritual

and immerse his ashes in the Ganges, source of the three realms.

Only then will the soul find peace and unite with eternity.

Malik sir! I'll send the cops to kill every last one of them.

First, do as the priest says.

No one should lay a finger on them until I get there.

You have my word.

From now on, all of you and my mom Sammakka's movement…

are my responsibility.

Mom?

Come here.

I was so caught up in my own plight,

I never thought about yours.

If you had beaten the truth into me,

it wouldn't have come to this.

A woman has things she can't share, even with her husband or children.

I wanted to take it to the grave with me.

But…

Didn't you want to see me after you got out of jail?

Why didn't you come to see me in there?

I did come, son. I truly did.

Twice a month, for fourteen years.

Never missing a single visit.

I feared you'd hurt yourself in anger at me,

so I watched you from afar, unseen.

My son!

My dear son!

I'm sorry, Subbu.

This world dismisses women too easily.

I was no different.

A mother for her hungry child, a daughter for her father's honor…

you women will do anything for those you love.

The day you told me "I love you,"

I was on cloud nine.

But love isn't something I can afford.

I came to tell you this.

Jadal! Jadal!

Forget going to Kashi.

Before any ritual for the dead,

there must be a blood sacrifice!

You little runt! I ruled this territory while you were still in diapers.

Sir!

You little crow!

Been dreaming of me, huh?

Look!

Sikhanja Malik is here.

Let me tell you a story.

You know why you bow to my dad's slippers before you go out to brew liquor?

All these years, we fought for your empire.

And now it has been merged into India.

If you stamp this paper

with your royal seal and claim us,

we'll get our citizenship too!

So, if I stamp this seal, your lot will stand as our equals?

Slippers stay on feet, not heads! Drag them out of my sight.

An identity comes naturally by birth to most.

Do you know why you don't get it even if you bleed to death?

Hey! What the hell?

A collar.

My father's collar!

Dad…

The identity they dared to claim by grabbing your collar,

I'll make sure they never earn it for generations to come.

They'll live and die as slaves!

Son!

He's dead and done for!

Even if someone tries to give you an identity after my death…

You shouldn't have any fingerprints.

Stretch your hands forward!

Sir! Sir!

If a useless collector asks for your fingerprint, you just give it?

Everyone, come forward and give your fingerprints.

Ramulu!

Hey, Ramulu!

Please, sir, don't!

Balcony!

Biryani!

Devi!

Biskel!

Ranga!

Sir!

Firangi!

Sammakka!

We need our own identity.

We've spent years wandering without identity!

Now let's head to Kashi!

No, please! No, please! No!

Jadal!

Jadal!

Let's erect a statue of Vikram Malik.

Biggest statue in the city!

My son, my precious boy

My little darling son

Where did you go, my child? Leaving me here all alone

I'm the mother who carried you

I longed to see you with my own eyes I dreamed so many dreams of you

I sent you my message With the black cuckoo

No matter what holds you back Rise and come, my boy

My son, my precious boy

My little darling son

Where did you go, my child? Leaving me here all alone

When the road wears you down

I'll be there, my boy

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

At dawn, a young maiden With a floral rosary

At noon, a radiant beauty in her prime

At twilight, an ancient crone Draped in skulls

May Goddess Kalika Mother of the Universe, protect us all

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

With skull-staff and shield Her golden locks shine!

Adorned with demon heads And sacred crests!

Grasping Yama's horn Brimming with blood!

May Bhairava shield us all On the night of doom!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Chewing on bones With fierce, crunching sounds!

Amidst the corpses She echoes with wild laughter!

Her face glowing As she beats the Damaru drum!

Murmuring sacred beats as she wanders May Chandika protect us!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Resounding bells echo With a fierce beat!

Her fierce laughter rings out

Amid terrifying sounds!

Crushing Chanda and Munda With a loud crunch, may She purify us!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Through battles, plague and terror

She banishes evil And neutralizes every foe!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Moon and sun for earrings Starry galaxy for a necklace!

A garland of skulls In Her wild, matted hair!

Bearing the serpent king And Brahma’s bones upon her shoulders!

May auspicious Bhadrakali Born of doom, dispel my fear!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

With an oiled braid And lead rings in her ears!

Lotus feet adorned with iron anklets Sky-clad and free!

Mounted on a donkey, swallowing worlds With arms like battle flags!

O Goddess Radiant in your cosmic splendor!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Through battles, plague and terror

She banishes evil

And neutralizes every foe!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

Om Dhum Dhum Dhum Dhumavati Svaha!

THE GRAND STATUE UNVEILING CEREMONY OF DURJAM VIKRAM MALIK

Still looking for your son's head, Malik?!

I came out of prison to kill you.

But you taught me I could make you suffer worse than death.

You did all this because someone grabbed your father's collar.

Now I've grabbed Sikhanja Malik's collar.

What will you do?

Your tears say it all, Malik.

You're scared.

You're finished.

From here on, Jadal isn't after your collar.

It's your death!

And when I say death…

It's getting the very identity you've been denying us.

What was that? You ruled this territory when I was in diapers?!

You're nothing but past history.

I'm the future, rising to make history, despite all efforts to crush me!

Jadal's era begins here and now!

THE GRAND STATUE UNVEILING CEREMONY OF DURJAM VIKRAM MALIK

It was very satisfying to see you grab Malik's collar.

What do we do now?

During my fourteen-year prison stint,

saluting the tricolor every August 15th and singing the national anthem…

gave me a different kind of high.

But I understand now…

that we were never on the census even after thirty-eight years.

Our elders fought the British.

Yet, we're not allowed to touch the tricolor.

After living as slaves for so long, singing that anthem made us weep, right?

When they dismiss our love for this land, why the hell should we care about them?!

We don't need a system that looks down on us

or a country that denies our existence!

That's why…

right where you stand… where your blood spilled…

I declare a new nation, where we live with our heads held high!

It needs a state and a whole army.

What?

Don't we have an army?!

Look around with your hand on your heart!

A heart that once beat in fear now beats with courage!

Haven't your wounds hardened you enough to pick up a rifle and hold the line?

If the land where our people are buried isn't ours,

who does it belong to?

The very black they despise is the color of our flag!

And the crow is our badge!

Dhoomamma's chant is our motto!

Let's show them what happens when the oppressed rise up for war!

Let's show them what happens when the crows they scorn draw their swords!

I don't know how many sacrifices this battle will demand,

but the next generation must live an amazing life.

-Whose land is this from now on? -Ours!

-Whose country is this? -Ours!

Ours!

Ours!

Brother! What's the name of our country?

Five hundred huts. Five thousand people.

Jadal took over

the Savari tribe we oppressed and declared a whole new country.

Welcome to the Paradise!

History begins…

A country we own After all our sacrifice!

From the broken ground, we rise!

…with bloodshed.

Say the name, Paradise!

Paradise!

-Whose land is this? -Ours!

-Whose country is this? -Ours!

-Whose land is this? -Ours!

-Whose country is this? -Ours!

We just founded a new nation. The doctor's post is vacant. Let's move.

Uncle…

You denied us treatment all these days due to this mark…

Now you'll live with it.

We took our names From the cold house wall!

Stamp their seal On every door and hall!

Under the floorboards

Under the stone!

A thousand hopes can't breathe On their own!

Madam, you must educate the children of our country.

Which country, son?

We can't wander Through the midnight dust!

Keep every promise Because we must!

There's a vacuum Around that chair!

Writing new laws in the open air!

No proper ground No master is hidden

We built a home we chose to stay!

Welcome to the Paradise!

A country we own After all our sacrifice!

From the broken ground, we rise!

Say the name, Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Revolution is never born from nothing.

It rises with the final breath of those who fight.

We've suffered enough.

Let our oppressed people rise again.

Let the one whose empty stomach clung to his spine wield the sword.

Those who crushed the jaggery must now wield the spear.

Let those ankleted feet kick down every barrier.

I kept away to keep you safe,

not because I dislike you.

Seeing you treat slurs as wounds made me fall for you.

Say yes and we'll marry right here!

Consider this tattoo sacred vermilion.

Treat this simple thread as sacred toe rings.

We carry on through the midnight dust!

Keep every promise Because we must!

There's a vacuum Around that chair!

Writing new laws in the open air!

No proper ground No master is hidden

-We built a home we chose to stay in… -Step in with your right foot.

Welcome to the Paradise!

-Whose land is this? -Our country, our rules, our sacrifice!

-Ours! -From the broken ground, we rise!

-Whose nation is this? -Say the name…

-Ours! -Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Our country, our rules, our sacrifice!

From the broken ground, we rise!

Say the name Say the name, Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Our country, our rules, our sacrifice!

From the broken ground, we rise!

Say the name Say the name, Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Welcome to the Paradise!

Paradise!

-What's this? -Today is a festival celebrating siblings!

-Suddenly remembered you have a brother? -Only now do I see who you really are.

We kidnapped doctors and teachers.

We looted the government rice granary, and we're carrying guns.

Even after all this, no cops or government officials showed up.

Not a single thing you expected happened.

Malik.

Everything in Paradise is in his control.

We must do something beyond his reach.

Everyone must know we did this.

Publicity!

PARADISE, A WORLD OF ITS OWN IN THE HEART OF HYDERABAD

MLA Shankar sent for you!

PARADISE, A WORLD OF ITS OWN IN THE HEART OF HYDERABAD

Are you Jadal?

Your mom sure gave you one hell of a name.

Your face is quite something, and so are the things you do.

Is she your mother?

You should’ve taught him right from wrong.

How can you leave him to the system?

I'm reminding the system who it's meant to serve.

Is this how you remind?

You think the police, courts, MLAs, MPs, and all the rest are just for show?

It’s a constitutional body.

You have to respect it.

Forget the MLAs and MPs.

Even the MRO doesn't care about us.

This is all Malik’s kingdom.

They killed the Collector and there’s no one to question it.

So much for this great system.

If people outside the system can create this much chaos,

imagine what someone controlling it can do.

He’ll leave nothing standing.

What you're doing is against the law.

Yes, yes. I'm sorry.

If you want to do this legally, I’m with you.

We've played by the rules for 25 years. Look where it got us.

So we're fighting back the only way we know how.

There you go again.

For the country, didn't Gandhi walk around with a stick,

wearing a simple loincloth, and lead the non-cooperation movement?

Why go that far?!

And for our own state, didn't Potti Sreeramulu

fast unto death for 58 days to win us a separate state?

And didn't he give us a new state? He did, right?

Listen, brother.

Take any chapter of history.

Freedom has always been won through patience, not violence.

My father and I took part in Gandhi’s Salt Satyagraha.

But after independence, they wouldn’t even let us touch the flag.

We know peaceful protest… and armed struggle too!

Uncle!

Did you fight alongside Gandhi?

Give me your hand.

What did we gain, brother?

Everyone in this country got their freedom, except us.

They told us every breath belongs to this nation, from birth to death.

But what if that nation disowns you?

If we pick up guns for every injustice, we'll turn this country into a graveyard.

It won't solve your problem.

You can preach philosophy all you want, brother.

A mother sold herself just to feed her child.

And the same hunger turned this freedom fighter into a slave.

Today, it forced us to pick up guns.

Your government is responsible for this.

I admit that an injustice was done.

But if you go down this wrong path,

you’ll end up destroying the very tribe you’re fighting for.

I called you here to explain this.

Okay, brother. We'll listen since you mean well for us.

You’re a newly elected MLA, and this isn’t even your constituency.

Do you really think you can get us an identity against Malik's wishes?

If you think you can, say so.

We’ll leave our guns behind.

Don’t underestimate me just because I’m skinny!

Once I give you my word…

I’ll put my life on the line to make sure you get the identity you deserve.

I’ll do it, no matter what!

This is Shankar’s promise.

I heard Shankar, the newly elected MLA, met Jadal.

He promised them identity if the hostages are released.

If the CM finds out, this could slip out of our control, Malik.

They're celebrating this. Do something, Malik!

Hey, handsome chief! My darling Patel!

I've been waiting at the doorstep Drawn by my longing for you

My dear Patel! My darling Patel!

My eyes are glued to the path Watching for your return

My soul is like a dim lamp Flickering in a dark room

You're never home Why do you torture me so?

I cooked your favorite fish curry

So come eat a warm meal Before you head off

-Hey, my sweet girl -Yeah?

Why don't you pack some food and come along?

-Where to? -Yesha Nagula!

Yesha Nagula!

Yesha Nagula! Yesha Nagula! Yesha Yesha Yesha Nagula

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

High up on the Yesha Nagula ridge!

-Oh, by the Yesha Nagula -Ridge!

-Oh, by the Yesha Nagula -Ridge!

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

Oh, no, no

Oh, no, no

The other day you wiped your sweat With my cotton sari

And now the fabric's all tangled up In sweet embarrassment

Thinking of your touch yesterday My blouse hooks popped right off

Remembering our little whispers

Even my earrings buzz In a daze of love

I haven't even folded the blanket Where you lay

If you don't show up tonight I'll lose my mind in this bed!

Carrying your lingering scent My body forgot the touch of warm water

My little home where you paced around Still holds the flowers you left behind

I have the cure for your restlessness My sweet girl

Oh really? What is it?

The moonshine the lords drink! The lords drink!

Let's drink the finest liquor, girl And swing the night away!

Let's drink the finest liquor, girl And swing the night away!

-The finest liquor the lords drink! -The finest liquor the lords drink!

-The finest liquor the lords drink! -The finest liquor the lords drink!

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

A swing hangs by the Yesha Nagula ridge Let's go swing together, girl!

Jump and dance, my girl! Kick up the dust, my girl!

My darling girl!

Oh dear, oh dear! Beat it hard!

Lion-hearted Nawab!

Shikanja Malik!

My dear one!

It’s been so long.

Long time!

Why the urgent summons?

For that, I need the help of your black coat, my friend!

Gaja!

Call the whole team.

Rioting with deadly weapons.

IPC 148.

Trespassing with deadly weapons.

Three years of imprisonment.

Sedition… Treason!

IPC 124-A.

Up to life imprisonment.

Dacoity with murder.

IPC 396.

The punishment should be worse than death or spending life behind bars.

But they must not die.

Not one or two.

An entire community of thousands…

at a time…

They must be punished as one!

ANDHRA PRABHA

Bichu Singh, SP of Patiala.

Have him transferred here.

People like this rile him up.

Bail out 100 notorious criminals from Central Jail.

Merge them all into the police force!

What exactly are you planning to do, sir?

For disrupting public peace and security,

for undermining national unity,

and for engaging in terrorist activities…

The government has imposed this punishment on you.

After the Minister’s assassination last year,

Act was passed by the Parliament to curb terrorism

that erupted in the country.

In the very country you sought to unite…

you will be branded as traitors!

And it’s non-bailable.

Friend!

This Act will bring hell down to Earth.

The Paradise will turn into hell.

Well done, my friend!

Name what you want.

Take whatever you desire.

You are no longer Indians.

You are terrorists!

Hey, don’t give birth without a thought.

Suppose the child’s born on this land…

He’ll be branded a terrorist too!

This is your last night in Paradise.

Sir!

Malik had the Savaris charged under Act.

They’ll be taken to Tihar in the morning.

I’ve borne a heavy burden since birth.

I can’t take it anymore, Dhoomamma!

The contractions have begun.

What did we ever do to deserve this, Dhoomamma?

Why such hatred for our lives?

Driven by extreme hunger, you swallowed Lord Shiva himself!

Why do you look down…

on our way of life?

Can’t you hear my baby's cries?

My dear baby!

Your mother’s coming.

Your father’s coming.

In such a vast country,

there isn't even a little space

for you to set foot in.

Please don’t come into this world, my child.

I place myself and my child before you as an offering.

I couldn't bear being called a slave!

And now they’re labeling us as terrorists!

Even if it costs us our lives…

Think of this umbilical cord as your white ration card.

Think of my womb as a free country.

Forgive me, my child!

Brother!

Devi!

Devi!

Devi!

Oh God!

Devi!

Sammakka!

Devi!

What have you done?

Devi is dead!

Devi!

Hey, Jadal!

Is this child a terrorist too?

Even though Devi held my hand since the day she was born,

and was married to him all these years…

she trusted you more than anyone else when it came to her child.

Her mother tried to deny her birth, but she defied every barrier to be born.

At least for this fierce ambition,

let's break all barriers and settle this with the authorities once for all.

Neighbors' evil eye, outsiders' evil eye…

evil spirits, dust and dirt

May none of it touch our child's feet!

Look, there's smoke rising over there.

Go check it out.

Okay, sir!

Sir! A shadow! It's a shadow!

Hey! I'm scared.

What's wrong? Why are you silent?

Come on, someone respond!

Hey, what's happening?

I'll blow them all up!

My child!

-Go on, tell me. -They're doing all this for the girl, sir.

What girl?

A newborn baby, sir.

What should we do, sir?

Hey!

Hey, find out where she went.

Hey, find her.

Hey, come on. Let's go.

Go tell Malik.

I'll give your child the life you wanted for her.

This is Jadal's promise.

-Hunger gnaws at us -Behold, the lion!

-Yet we rise with every step -Behold, the lion!

-Nameless, rootless, belonging nowhere -Behold, the lion!

-I'll be the address of Paradise -Behold, the lion!

This is a land built on ashes

Behold, the lion!

A tale written in our blood

Behold, the lion!

The dreadlocks rise The earth begins to tremble

They'll strike, they'll tear They'll strip away everything

Cross Savari's path And you'll be among the dead

He'll tear you down And turn your ruin into his triumph

Hey!

You!

The war that began before my child was born ends today,

with this child's birth.

I know my son will become a leader and bring my people the identity

they've sought all their lives.

Even after my last breath, our fight will continue.

Sammakka, that's my name.

This is our movement.

Don't cry, my son.

What did I do for you?

Did I ever feed you properly?

Or dress you well?

Did I ever scold you out of love?

Did I get to see you grow up? Did I see your struggles?

In your whole life

we couldn't even talk peacefully for a single minute.

Forgive me, my son. Forgive me.

I couldn't do anything for you as a mother.

You gave me life, Mom.

Son!

I just heard the news.

Let's go to the hospital.

-Prakash, call the ambulance. -Please don't, sir.

No!

We don't need a hospital that admits us just because you tell them to.

We deserve the right to be welcomed when we walk in.

That's why I brought the CM here.

Malik! Jadal actually did it.

The CM went to Paradise!

Those Savaris…

got their identity, Malik!

PARADISE

What's your name?

Sammakka!

SAMMAKKA

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Take their footprints.

Some mistakes can change our whole life.

Do you know what I mean?

Like, tattooing Son of… on his arm.

Had we not tattooed him,

we'd have a different story today.

Please forgive me, father.

Mekka!

Understood.

I'll make sure they never find your bodies, Malik.

Usually, a son's identity comes from his mother.

But you're giving it to your mother, son!

And your name?

Jadal!

What name is that?

I'll look after you like my own child.

Sarakka.

Sarakka.

Sarakka.

You're named after your dead sister, son.

Brother, note down my name as Sarakka, son of Sammakka.

SAMMAKKA'S SON SARAKKA

This life was meant for struggle.

The next one will be ours.

We'll meet again, son.

O cradle! O cradle!

The saree that wiped my tears is no more

O cradle! O cradle!

How do I bear this life without you?

O swing! O swing!

Stay away, crow! I have to feed my mother

O swing! O swing!

Every generation Must hear your story

Sammakka…