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[radio playing]

Thank you.

I'll call once again.

You should help us.

-Good morning!
-Sure it is.

Where are you off to?

To the junction.
Where else?

Not to collect the rent, right?

To collect the rent
and the arrears.

Yeah, right!

-Then...
-Then, shall I come with you?

Give me a lift.

It's fine even if you are
a little late to protest.

You can come slowly.

Hello?

What's happening?

Is it done?

Half of it is done.

Though it's just the midterms,
an exam is an exam.

Make it fast.

Okay?

I need copies of this.

How many copies of this one?

39 copies.

Please wait for some time.

Why did you say
you could not finish it then?

It wasn't finished,
but I managed somehow.

Okay.

By the way, this soft spot
for an ex-student

will remain only until
the machine here is repaired.

Let me keep this inside.

And, dear, you can send the bill
to my WhatsApp. Okay?

You may go then. Bye.

The question papers are here, sir.

Damn it!

-Once again!
-No, it's my turn now.

Gangettan...

Aren't you bored?

Of what?

This life?

There's nothing to do.

And your daughter is running
the only shop you had.

And you have nothing
to do at home either...

Are you bored?

Of course!

I'm always bored.

Are you done?

Yes.

I'm bored of this game.

Let me go for a walk.

Go for a walk?

Are you coming?

Walking is like...

It's too sunny!

You go ahead!

Why should I walk?

Hey!

I met your friend from college
on the bus in the morning.

Which friend?

The one who came here
the other day?

That girl...

who looks like an intellectual.

Anu?

Yes! It's Anu.

I was wondering
where you had gone, ikka.

You've come, huh?

Yesterday it was 11:30 a.m.
and today it's 1:30 p.m.

I deserve this!

No, ikka. I reached
by 11:00 a.m. today.

I couldn't get a bus
for a long time.

It's very easy
to give excuses, my dear.

Let me tell you something.

Only I know
how I'm keeping this shop afloat.

If you don't come here on time,

I'll hire someone else for your job.

Keep that in mind!

He's just throwing attitude.

Eat your food.

And then?
What did Anu say?

Which Anu?

Oh, Anu.

She said something.

I don't remember.

Life is just...

Don't!

You may go.

Give me five minutes.

You were in Vazhakulam
yesterday, right?

Yes.

I was also part of the protest.

That's why I asked you
not to come yesterday.

-Shall we start?
-Make the frame tighter.

-Is this okay?
-Yes, okay.

I look okay, right?

Is it live?
Shall I tell Annie chechi then?

No! Don't do that!

-A little more.
-Ready? Shall we start?

Within six days,

16 trees were chopped off

within the limits of
one panchayat alone.

What is your response to
the decision behind this?

The conservation
and preservation of everything,

including plants,
trees and us humans...

The right and freedom for that
conservation belongs only to nature.

We should understand that.

Most of these are huge
shade-giving trees

that would have lived
for many more years robustly.

The entire world is discussing
environmental issues

at this point in time.

Many people are trying to bring

the government's attention
towards this, as well.

Until a favourable approach
is undertaken,

these protest activities
will continue.

Get lost!

[on TV] Is the government trying to
silence the media by threatening us?

Will the Central Government
be able to fight

against the freedom of the press

and the right to information
of the citizens,

using the Official Secrets Act?

[news continues playing]

-Make it quick.
-Okay.

Long time!

-I was busy.
-Okay.

Four dosas wrapped in leaves.

Mani, get four dosas.

Keep some extra chutney.

Okay.

Do you want...

something for now?

Yeah. One.

One? Hey, get the plate.

Give it quickly.

Give me a double omelette.

Who is he?

Or pack two more.

Okay.

[TV playing in the background]

-Isn't it ready, chechi?
-No.

You want a copy
of the entire notebook, right?

Okay.

Hello, Saneesh!

What's happening?

I've arranged for the money.

Please come
and sort this out tomorrow.

You don't go to school
or take notes either.

Did it prove useful
after you did all that?

And you're mocking us?

[prayers from church procession]

Come.

[prayers continue]

[prayers continue]

Hey! I'm leaving.

-You're leaving early?
-Mom asked me to get home quickly.

-Get going then.
-Bye!

-Hey! Here's your notebook.
-Oops.

The cigarette...

Sorry.

How long will the shop be open?

Well... till around
7:00 to 7:30 p.m.

Or even 8:00 p.m.

Even if it gets a little late,
I'll come back.

I hope you don't mind waiting.

It's all right.

Okay. I won't be late.
But, just in case, keep it ready.

Okay?

Autorickshaw!

-The bus depot, please.
-Hey!

I can bind the copy, right?

[in Tamil] Do as you wish.

[in Malayalam] Do as you wish.

Brother, please stop here.

What's up? Aren't you leaving?

I had some work.

I'm about to leave now.
Where did you go?

I had a job interview.

So I had to go to Mavelikkara.

-Shall I leave?
-Okay.

Let's go.

One black tea, please.

Okay.

It's been a while
since you've come here, sir.

I was a little busy.

What's happening here?

Oh! We got hold of a huge snake!

Just sometime back.

It was lying in that corner there.

It was my brother who spotted it.

Why does it have to
come out onto the road?

So, making roads
through the hills is not wrong?

The snake was wrong
in coming out, huh?

So what? People here ate it anyway.

It's time for me to leave.

I'll pay the rest later.

Hey, drop him home.

Okay.

Give me five minutes, yeah?
I'll come with you.

Okay, sir.

Okay.

Okay, sir.

Akka!

Sister!

[dogs barking]

[movie playing on TV]

Allen, where are you now?
Are you alone?

Yeah, I'm alone.
I'm just sitting idle.

I will come after lunch...

after a nap.

Make sure you are here, okay?

Of course!

Just call me
when you reach there.

There's no one else.
It's just the two of us.

Well, call the others too.

I...

So, we will plan something
after you come over.

Okay.

Don't sleep too long.

-Okay.
-5:30 p.m.

-Okay.
-See you.

So, this is why she's cooking fish.

Hey, uncle!

How're you doing?

What's the shop owner
doing here?

Just like that...
to visit my subjects.

Oh!

Hey!

Hey! Wait!

-I'm in the middle of my bath.
-Stop it!

How long has it been?

Give me five minutes!

Uncle!

Which TV soap
are you watching now?

Have you caught on
to anything new?

-Pathetic.
-Huh?

Pathetic?

It's a soap that has been
going on for a while now.

You texted me that you wanted
to say something, didn't you?

Serve the food, darling.
I'm so hungry!

Hey...

you better learn to cook
a couple more curries.

Can't say how long you'll keep
getting my mom's curries.

What happened to your mom?

You idiot,
nothing happened to my mom!

I am trapped.

My wedding has been fixed.

What?

Didn't you say you went because
your mom called the other day?

Was it for this?

They came and spoke
about everything within a day,

and decided everything.

With this, my job
will be a closed chapter.

My life was just getting better.

That's when...

You're okay with it, right?

Everyone else is okay with it.

Okay then. See you tomorrow.

Are you sure?

-Hey!
-Huh?

How was my curry?

Pathetic!

This is such an antique piece!

If you can't do it, tell me that.

I repaired this
the last 110 times, right?

Not 110... Twelve times!

Won't people get fed up?

Then lock it up
like it was earlier and get going.

Once I make some money,

I'll renovate the shop,
upgrade the systems and call you.

Really?

Won't we get all this done
if we had the money?

Please check it.

Check it.

When this customer comes back,
I'll get some money.

I'll bring it to you.

AMBEDKAR LIBRARY

Hey, sit here. I'll be right back.

What's up?

Hey, I have to tell you something.

Well...

I've been trying to meet Gangettan
for the past few days.

But he keeps evading me.

When I see my father's face,

I get worried as each day passes.

He's not interested in anything.

There are certain things in life

that we'll understand
only when we reach his age.

Certain aspects of life
depend upon

the wisdom we attain
when our hair starts greying.

I have four grey hairs too.

Hey.

Don't you wish to study further
and get a job anymore?

This scooter and that shop
are all I have.

I don't know how much longer
the two will run.

Is the date set?

It's on the 22nd.

I don't have time
to think about anything.

Until you get a visa to go there,

can't you continue your job?

Have the Chinese potato.

It's yummy!

I'll be right back.

What do you want, miss?

Which eyeliner do you have here?

-Do you have Eyeconic?
-Yes.

Writer and human rights activist

Gauri Shankar was shot dead
in Dharmapuri.

Two people came on a bike
and shot at Gauri.

Four bullets were found
from Gauri's body.

Progressive Kannada writer

Nenjunnappa was also killed
similarly earlier.

And this time it's Gauri Shankar,

who was a strong critic
of Hindutva politics.

The incident happened the night
he attended

a function conducted by writers.

There have been direct
and indirect attacks

and death threats
against Gauri Shankar

for the past few days,
through social media and otherwise.

Senior writer Jayadevan said that

the country is facing
an undeclared emergency.

Gauri, who loved the Malayalam
language and its literature,

had written two of his five books
in Malayalam.

Even if it gets a little late,
I'll come back.

I hope you don't mind waiting.

I won't be late.
But just in case, keep it ready.

Many eminent political
and cultural personalities

expressed their shock.

Protests have begun
in his motherland and in Kerala...

Did you know?

People are getting killed off
for having a different opinion.

Who killed him?

Can be anyone.

Maybe it's all of us.

[telemarketer speaking on TV]

The investigation team in charge
of writer Gauri Shankar's murder case

has reached Kerala.

A Tamil Nadu Crime Branch
officer, who's also a Malayali,

Ismail Ibrahim, is leading
the three-member investigation team.

Our reporter Jenny Philip
is joining us with more details.

Your entry to this case
was a move

made to shut the mouths
of the media and the public, right?

I don't have the intention
of satisfying the media

by saying something random.

I'm stating the facts
in front of me.

The government's silence
regarding Gauri Shankar's murder

indicates that there has been
political intervention in the case.

And, ever since he became
an advocate of Ambedkar ideology,

some political parties have turned
against Gauri Shankar--

See, you can interpret this
in any way.

But don't try to make people
believe that those are facts.

The pistol that was allegedly
used for the murder

was a country-made weapon.

Kerala Police are cooperating with us.
We have a few leads.

We are looking into it.

Tamil Nadu Crime Branch Officer
Ismail Ibrahim and team

are going forward
with their investigation

with the support
of Kerala Police.

We hope to get more details
in the coming days.

Hey, type this up quickly.

It is a condolence note
on behalf of our library.

He was staying in our area
during his final days, wasn't he?

Here?

Isn't his place in Idukki?

He's a native of Idukki.

The route you take often?

He used to stay in the last house
at that turning near the school.

I MET GAURI WHEN HE WAS 13

HE HAS BEEN A BROTHER TO ME
SINCE THEN - SAROJINI

Hello!

I need it today itself.

Hey.

Did you watch the news?

What news?

A writer was shot dead.

Yeah. So?

Please come to Dr. James' hospital.

Gangettan is admitted there.

He suffered from a dizzy spell.
The doctor said he's all right now.

Both of you please come there.

You just have to check
your sugar level often.

That's all.

-No issue!
-You shut up!

The doctor said he'll check
once again in the morning

and discharge you after that.

But he told me earlier
that we can leave right away.

Not a word!

You went out to have tea,
snorted up snuff tobacco,

and fell unconscious
on the road.

And you want to leave already?

I told the doctor not to let you go
until tomorrow.

You'll take the medicines properly
at least for a day.

Come!

Do you have that stone with you?

-Stone?
-Your regular tool?

GAURI SHANKAR'S LAST MESSAGE
WAS TO MD OF KM BOOKS, ANAND

GAURI SHANKAR'S MURDER

I do believe that this message

has got something to do
with Gauri's murder.

Though it was an evidence
submitted to the police,

what's the reason behind
informing the media?

Like all of you,
I want to know the truth too.

It can be from anywhere
or anyone.

Isn't Gauri Shankar a victim
of an ideology

that eliminates people who ask
questions or raise objections

and brands them as anti-nationals?

Gauri was someone
who thought a lot about

the people around him

and their helplessness.

I know that better
than anyone else.

And you're saying he's a victim?

I don't believe that
Gauri was a victim.

The answer to that question
is in the message Gauri sent me.

"I have finished
what I set out to do.

"My words are safe in this world.

"They will speak.

"I don't believe that my life
is more precious than them."

GAURI'S LAST MESSAGE IS CRUCIAL
IN THIS CASE, SAYS ANAND

Do as you wish.

How come you're here
early in the morning?

How's your father doing?

I couldn't come there.
I was busy.

He's all right.

We reached home in the morning.

Really?

I wanted to ask you something.

That's why I came over.

Why don't you come in and sit?
I'll bring tea for you.

Annie is having a bath.

You might not be lucky
to get tea from me again.

Didn't I tell you earlier
about a job at a school?

Yes. I've been hearing
about it for a while.

I got a letter from them.

I'll leave tomorrow itself.

That's great.

Annie has been throwing a fit
saying that I never bothered

about the house
while trying to reform society.

Drink the tea.

And tell me what you've come for.

There's this person from
KM Publications, right?

-Anand?
-Yes.

Can I get his phone number?

His phone number...

But will we be able to reach him?

I know someone in that office.

Yeah. That's also fine.

I can go there directly, right?

What's the matter?

Well...

it's for a friend from my college...

who has been asking about this
for the past few days.

Let me see.

What is it?
Are you not feeling well?

I am fine. Go to bed.

I knew when we had
to go to the hospital...

that you'll have a lot of thoughts
and become disturbed.

Do you think I'm not sad?

Did I say that?

She used to call me often,

asking me to buy milk
and to get back home early.

I thought
it was one of those calls.

I didn't answer the phone.

And...

we keep neglecting people
who are always with us, right?

I was late by two hours
to reach home.

We never think that someone
who's always with us

will fall ill suddenly, right?

The price of those two hours...

I'll have to pay that
for the rest of my life.

I know that it wasn't deliberate.

So, you shouldn't be careless
about yourself either.

I want at least you
to be with me, Dad.

Okay. Okay, sir.

-Ma'am, I couldn't reach Samuel sir.
-Okay. I'll try calling him.

He said yesterday that
we'll meet in the evening.

Let me see.

Didn't I tell you not to wait?

Anand sir is really busy.

He is not here.

All his scheduled appointments
are cancelled.

-No--
-Please come back later.

I have brought something for sir.

I came to give this to him.

Will I be able to meet him
at his house?

There's no point
going there with this.

You know only to write, huh?

There's nothing to think about.

You may leave after submitting
those papers there.

And a profile along with that.

The person who wrote this
won't need a profile here.

This is the last work
by writer Gauri Shankar.

-Ismail Ibrahim.
-Hello, sir.

Hello. Anand is here, right?

-Yes, sir.
-Is he upstairs?

-Yes.
-Okay.

What is it, dear?
Do you work here?

Err... I...

Did you come for an interview?

No... I mean, yes.
I didn't get selected.

The old office
is not functioning now, right?

How many people work here now?

So, Gauri... It's a long friendship?

Yes.

Five years.

But the time span doesn't matter.

It was more about
the person he was.

Gauri was someone who didn't have
to prove anything to anyone

and someone who had immense
clarity about what he was doing.

The five years I spent with Gauri
had changed me a lot.

We've had our own share
of friendly arguments.

But I knew...

he was right all the time.

I'm not much of a reader.

But I've had an inclination towards
crime thrillers since childhood.

And such type of novels.

In most cases,
have you noticed,

the cause of the murder
or the person behind it

is usually someone from
the victim's immediate circle?

Here you are a part
of that circle, Anand.

Officer,

out of Gauri's four books,

three were published
by KM Publications.

Gauri was a friend
whom I loved and respected.

The second book, a collection of...

It was a collection of essays.

There were many discussions and
controversies about it back then.

What is it about?

Power...

of opinions,

of experiences,

and the power of writing.

The power of words.

"To my three continents
and three oceans."

The three continents
and three oceans...

he's referring to Tamil,
Malayalam and English.

What was Gauri writing?

I don't know that.

There was a hint
that it might be political.

He had told me many times

that he wanted to reiterate
his politics through his books.

He had mentioned a title once.

What was it?

Karuppu.

You mean the drug?

Or something related to...

No. The colour.

The colour black.

[in Tamil] I knew you'd come.
Welcome.

Sit down.

Sit!

[in Malayalam] What's happening?
Are you done?

[in Tamil]
There's a little more left.

Didn't you go home?

How come you're here at this hour?

My house isn't going anywhere.

I'll go there later.

It's a complete mess here.

Just like you.

It's not a mess.

What a mess!

It's a process...

Mr. Publisher.

Great process!

Seems like you're in a great mood.

Let's have tea and cigarettes,
and talk.

I'll be back after I change.

["My Way" by Elvis Presley
playing on car stereo]

Here's your tea.

Phew.

Sorry.

You needn't get scared
as soon as you see the uniform.

Sit, sit.

I don't know that.

Come.

Come on!

There are limitations
even in being a rebel, huh?

You have to be aware
of the surroundings.

[in Malayalam] What's the rebellion

in sitting on that chair
and smoking?

Rebellion.

What's the problem?

[in Tamil] You've been going off track
ever since you came.

It's a topic we started
talking about many times.

But you won't take
the conversation forward.

All the issues since the origin
of the Earth are in your head.

I know what you're trying to do.

But you need a balance
in everything, Gauri.

What balance?

Between black and white?

No.

Between what you are
and what you do.

Focus on yourself
at least now, Gauri.

The struggles you've had so far
haven't reduced even a bit.

They're only escalating!

Come to think of it,

what have you achieved
by living like this for so long?

I'm not asking you
to be materialistic.

But you need to have growth.

You... you have a block.

A block that you have
created yourself.

Just break free
and come out of it, man.

I can only write
what I feel like writing.

Just like how you said
what you felt now.

Gauri...

I'm concerned about you.

All of us will be concerned
about others

for no particular reason.

And then?
What will we do then?

Tell me!

-Hey!
-Hey!

Even if you and I leave this world,
all these issues will still remain.

You should write.

There are people
like me to publish it,

and the public will read it.

But it shouldn't be
confined to just

politics, activism
and the controversies behind it.

You're better than that!

What are you trying to say now?
Say it openly.

Hey, you are a creative guy.

Use your brains!

Start writing stories, fiction.

The rest are all blocks
that are interrupting your creativity.

I can see them only like that.

The publisher who published
the most number of books last year

is saying this?

Fiction or non-fiction...

there will be a slice
of the writer's life in it.

Both are the same for me.

I'm not special or anything.

Cheers!

I had also lived like you
for a long time.

Later, only after taking over
my father's publishing company,

I felt my life had meaning to it.

You should also find
something like that.

But the path you are on right now...

is dangerous.

You may not realise
where it is taking you.

You can't walk back either.

Do something before it's too late.

I believe I am not alone
on that path.

Right, Anand?

If you take the path
that you're supposed to,

you won't be alone.

Are you speaking as a friend
or a publisher now?

Both.

I must take a stand now.

For fiction or non-fiction?

For you!

It's foolish to think that

you can solve the world's problems
by scribbling with your pen.

If you take it all to your head,
you can't bear it.

Not to my head.

I've taken them to my heart.

What we spoke about earlier
is right here.

What?

Rebellion.

Have you reached only so far?

Should I drop you off?

Yes, sir.

I recognised you
when I saw you there, Mr. Gauri.

I've read your last two books, sir.

Such things are the only relief
for policemen like us.

The one who was with you
was KM Publication's...

It's Anand, my friend.

I've seen you a couple
of times earlier, in Thrissur.

I was on duty for a function
that a minister had attended.

Oh!

I've been working at the north station
here for three years now.

How many years
have you been in the service?

Oh! I have only a short while left
in the service now, sir.

I started getting fed up

within three years
of joining the force.

Then what happened?

Well, my hand got used to receiving
the salary every month.

And the needs at home
were never-ending.

And gradually I reached this stage.

I actually wanted to be a singer.

-Oh!
-Like Yesudas.

Just like that.

Why don't you sing a song then?

Let me listen.

I'll sing.

[singing a classic Malayalam song]

Sir, your house...

Mr. Gauri!

Don't worry, sir.

There are fanatics all around, sir.

Good that you weren't at home, sir.

Let me try calling
the police station.

CONDOLENCE MEET FOR GAURI SHANKAR

♪ Forgotten, she stands
Like a yellowing tree ♪

♪ No more home
To wide-winged birds ♪

♪ A lone wind blows into her ♪

♪ Like a weary traveller
Looking for shade ♪

♪ Found, she comes alive ♪

♪ The trap doors of memory
Shut to light ♪

♪ Slowly open
Golden with life ♪

♪ Who is this traveller
Who has come searching for her? ♪

♪ Elusive, like a thousand alphabets
Forming in the sky ♪

♪ Distant… ♪

♪ Forlorn… ♪

♪ He stands, waiting ♪

♪ Beside... ♪

♪ Expectant... ♪

♪ She follows, as one ♪

♪ The skies swell with the wisdom ♪

♪ Of his becoming ♪

♪ The Earth shrinks ♪

♪ Under its thunderous downpour ♪

Even if a person is no more,

his actions will live on.

Right?

Did you stop by because
you like Gauri, or is it the painting?

Both.

I... I have seen you on TV.

In the news.

Oh!

So, since you know me,
shall we have some tea?

Come.

Thank you.

Have you read his books?

I have read one of them.

Okay.

When I talk about reading,
I feel low.

Ever since I started this job,

I don't even get time
to stay in one place.

Brother! Do you have
hot parippu vadas?

Yesterday's?

I have tomorrow's.
Shall I bring that?

Oh, yeah!
I knew it when I saw it.

Bring it.

The parippu vadas are superb.

I had watched a couple
of discussions on your channel.

Nobody was saying anything
that I could understand.

Telling the truth to the people
is not what the media does.

It's just making them feel it.

Only after...

the investors' interests,

TRPs

and political stands,
does truth have any value here.

There are plenty of
primetime slots available, right?

I'm going to meet
Gauri's sister tomorrow.

In Idukki.

If she holds a press meet

or comes forward
with a statement,

it will help this case.

Shall I also come
with you tomorrow?

This isn't your first time, right?

No. While I was in college,

I've come to Munnar
on a college tour.

Actually,

do you have any problem
in me coming with you?

This is for your work, right?

Not because this is work.

But, since I don't know you well,
I was sceptical.

However, many times,
we might have to give place

on the front seat of our lives
to people whom we don't know.

Anyway, don't tell anyone else
about this trip.

Okay.

Even otherwise,

I don't have anyone
to say this to.

Even if I say it,
no one will believe me.

Why is that?

Because...

so far, I have only done
what people expect from me.

We had called you.

-Anwar's...
-Yes.

We got a little late.

Thank you.

These books...

I don't touch them.

When he left from here last time,

he had told my daughter

that all this belongs to her now.

But...

I didn't know
it meant that...

he won't be coming back here again.

I hope you don't mind waiting.

Do as you wish.

Akka!

Kanmani!

[in Tamil] Welcome, Gauri.

-[in Tamil] How are you?
-I am great.

-I'm doing great.
-How much?

No, no! I'll pay.

-Muthuvel, how are you doing?
-Good, good.

I thought you might not come.

I thought so too.

But life doesn't go
according to plan, right?

Well, I heard there was some issue.
What happened?

I heard so too.

Stop joking.

I have come alone, right?

No one else is hurt.

I'm not hurt too.
I've come safely.

You're safe. That's enough.

YOUNG WRITERS' ASSOCIATION
PLACE: AMBEDKAR STREET, DHARMAPURI

Sometimes that's what happens.

During my childhood,

once I was walking

through these Dharmapuri streets
with my father

and then sat under a tree.

Then I had an idea...

that I should write stories.

This is where I began.

And life has brought me
back to the same place.

I don't know what that means.

I don't know whether it has
brought me here to update myself.

I am happy.

I am happy to have met you all.
Greetings to all of you.

Many writers from the young
generation have come here.

And most importantly,
there are many women.

I'm truly happy.

Imagination is...

not just imagination.
It's the truth.

In this world,

what we've seen,
what we've heard,

what's going to happen,
what has happened...

those are what we write about.

There are no rules
or formulas to that.

Whatever comes to your mind
write it.

Understand who you are first
through those writings.

Understanding who we are
is the most important aspect here.

We can present ourselves
to the world after that.

Your freedom...

and your choice
to be yourselves...

Express them
without any inhibitions.

All the best to you.

Thank you.

Brother, one black tea, please.

-Black tea.
-Okay, sir.

Thank you.

I'll call you after two days.

Are you also a journalist, dear?

No.

She's someone
who likes Gauri's books.

Both of you should come again.

Okay then. We're leaving.

The subscriber you're trying
to reach is out of coverage area

or currently not responding...

Are you sure you want
to get down here?

-Yes.
-Okay.

Okay then. Bye.

Hello?

Girl, where are you?

I... Well...

I've been waiting
for you since morning.

I called you two-three times.

Why didn't you answer the phone?

♪ My love ♪

Go inside.

Please go inside.

♪ I wander in search of your gospel
Day and night ♪

Oh, you're here! She is inside.
Do you want some tea?

No, thanks. Let me go inside.

♪ I wander in search of your gospel
Day and night ♪

♪ Like Prince Badarul Munir ♪

♪ Stringing together a rosary ♪

♪ Of eternal longing ♪

♪ As the uncaged birds of memories ♪

♪ Spread across
The fragrant night sky ♪

♪ Mortals and gods hum melodies
Of your sweet grace ♪

I wanted to ask you something.

Sit down.

I have to ask you
something as well.

If you don't want
to get married now,

can't you say that?

It's easier to obey
what they say.

I'm sure they won't understand
if I object to it.

What are you so sure about?

Have you ever tried objecting?

Forget that.

Where were you the other day?

What happened to you?

You know how many times
your father called me?

I swear to God,
I was terrified.

-I had gone to meet a friend.
-Which friend?

Friend, huh?

There's no problem.

I am here right in front of you,
am I not?

Are you concerned
only about yourself?

I would have died
out of tension here.

I don't feel good at all already.

My life was just getting better.

That's when...

[prayers]

♪ Like a butterfly that unfolds
A thousand truths in a single flutter ♪

♪ Like the endless waves that heave
On a throbbing moonlit sea ♪

♪ You, my beloved
Are the song that rises ♪

♪ In the heart of the swaying branches
Of this tree of life ♪

♪ O golden bride ♪

♪ Of what longing
Does your heart sing? ♪

♪ You are the dream that glistens ♪

♪ In the moonlit leaves
Of swirling trees ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ I wander in search of your gospel
Day and night ♪

♪ Like Prince Badarul Munir ♪

♪ Stringing together a rosary
Of eternal longing ♪

♪ As the uncaged birds of memories ♪

♪ Spread across
The fragrant night sky ♪

♪ Mortals and gods hum ♪

♪ Melodies of your sweet grace ♪

♪ For the lovelorn
Who pray for your touch ♪

♪ Caged in the spells of djinns ♪

♪ For the damned who yearn
For your return from oblivion ♪

♪ For the melancholic who smoulders
Under the weight of longing ♪

♪ I beg for your song
The solace of your breath ♪

♪ My insides quiver
In unspeakable agony ♪

♪ Let me chant divine parables
To resurrect fateful lovers ♪

♪ Charred in the pyre
Of doomed passion ♪

♪ In the elusive garden
Of your heart's paradise ♪

♪ Like a butterfly that unfolds
A thousand truths in a single flutter ♪

♪ Like the endless waves that heave
On a throbbing moonlit sea ♪

♪ You, my beloved
Are the song that rises ♪

♪ In the heart of the swaying branches
Of this tree of life ♪

♪ O golden bride ♪

♪ Of what longing
Does your heart sing? ♪

♪ You are the dream that glistens ♪

♪ In the moonlit leaves
Of swirling trees ♪

You're in charge of the youth
festival this time as well?

That's a routine.

You're back after your fever?
Don't be out in the sun.

GOVERNMENT HIGH SCHOOL
THATTARAMBALAM

Huge protests have broken out
all over the country.

Pillai chetta, tea for two people.

Demanding strong action
against the accused,

there were protests
in Delhi and Hyderabad.

-It's really hot, right?
-I swear! It's too hot!

Can't even sit inside
that classroom.

Those kids must be saluted.

Handwritten copies of Gauri Shankar's
unpublished novel are out.

The handwritten copy that is believed
to have led to the writer's murder

reached the houses of people
who were close to Gauri Shankar

via courier.

This incident has created a furore.

Police have begun their search
to find the person behind this.

Gauri's sister,
Sarojini, has confirmed

that it's indeed Gauri Shankar's
handwriting on the copies.

The fear that
this newly released novel

will fiercely question
the existing social system

had led communal forces
to murder Gauri Shankar.

Gauri's friend and publisher Anand,

Tamil writer Muthuvel,

investigating officer Ismail Ibrahim
and Gauri's sister, Sarojini,

were the ones who received
the parcels in the morning.

"My words are safe in this world.

"They will speak to you."

These last words of Gauri
have been reaffirmed on this day.

Let's hope that this country reads
his novel Karuppu.

Just a minute.

-Where are you going?
-I'll be right back.

People of the North-Eastern states
have taken to the streets

to protest against
the Citizenship Amendment Act.

In Assam and Tripura...

Binu, add his sister's byte.
I'll call and talk to her.

Armed forces have been
deployed in Tripura.

An indefinite curfew
has been declared in Assam...

It was the hour when the city
drifts into quiet slumber

by the fading light
of street lamps.

The bustle settled

as the last of the vendors
made their way home.

The long lane stretched empty
into the dark.

Everything stood still,

except for the occasional rumble
of huge vehicles carrying goods.

The street lay asleep
in dense silence

as if in submission
to the night's unwritten rule.

Unfamiliar buildings leapt
into endless heights on its sides.

A face, frozen with the melancholy
of a thousand lifetimes,

stared into the lull.

In a heartbeat,

a dry wind snatched the piece
of paper, damp with sweat.

Nine defeated faces
remained in the dark.

Faces unsought in life and death.

The letter had reached
without a trace.

Soiled, it held together
black feeble alphabets.

Names... nine names listed
one below the other.

One, two, three...

Nine defeated faces.

The pitch black of the night…

Now and then,
the town recalls the incident

as nothing more
than a fabled whisper.

Despite the murders in cold blood,

a truth still alive in the eyes
of those who stood witness,

it remains discarded under the moss
of time and deliberate oblivion,

like the mythical shrine
of the goddess lost to wilderness.

It was at the break of dawn
that Kani's pale blue corpse

surfaced in the pond
within the temple that day.

The oracles called it
the wrath of gods.

By the time the news of her killing
gathered attention,

the corpses of everyone
who set out to find her truth

appeared in the pond,

one after the other.

It was not the wrath of gods,

but of a kind of skin.

Nine murders.

Haunted by fear, a helpless group
of people fled for their lives.

Their exodus for survival lay forgotten
in the merciless onslaught of time.

The lives taken by
the wrath of the gods

remained uninvestigated.

It was their destiny.
Their bodies were all black.