Original subtitles

Hello! Welcome!

Need not touch an elder's feet for blessings in front of the deity.

You'll see, my grandson...

will give you a lot of love.

Come, Deepak da, everyone is waiting for you!

Let's go inside. - Yes, let's go.

Finally, you're home? -Yes, ma.

You're very late...

My grandson has arrived.

-You look so pretty, grandma! -Really?

-Yes, lovely! -So, my hands are still steady?

I still apply makeup well!

You had to be late even today?

-I have good news! -What?

A special wedding gift.

What is it?

A transfer letter.

Where will you go?

Dharmapur, North Bengal.

You didn't tell us before. -I found out just today.

On election duty, dad. -When will you leave?

-Day after tomorrow. -Are you really going?

It's my job, ma. I must go.

Told you not to let him join the police force.

Take him into your business. -Oh really?

You want to protect him all throughout life?

Ma, please quiet down.

-No, I won't keep quiet always! -Okay, shh.

We won't we done with the ceremonies by day after!

So, what?

He is serving his country!

Son, you go.

Get dressed, it's your first day after the wedding!

Son, say it "You're my responsibility from now."

It's a big responsibility!

He's responsible for all the movie nights, dine outs, trips, all of it!

Dad had his turn, now it's yours!

Well said!

From today...

we are best friends.

Together, we'll take care of our family.

-Did everyone hear what my dear grandson said?

My grandson takes care of everyone!

-Right! -I too shall try...

to take care of everyone,

and to love them.

But you must love me the most, okay?

-Come. -Sir, ASI Bibek Roy reporting.

Welcome to Dharmapur.

Welcome, ma'am. Come, sir.

-Get in. -Come.

Don't bother, sir.

Sir, they're good people, they don't charge the cops. Please sit.

Bugger, give me!

-C for?

-C for cat! -D for dog.

-D for dog. -E for--

Hey, class is over. Pack up. -Okay, sir.

Seems like a new officer's in town!

Is he on a new case?

-Come, sir. -Let's go.

(Muttering prayer)

Oh! It's you?

Yes. Aunty, they've arrived.

Come, come upstairs.

Look here, employment scam in Dharmapur!

-Yes, so? What's scaring you? You took the exams to get the job.

What's scaring me?!

If they go after the ones who've bribed their way in,

that could disqualify our entire panel! What then?

Shut up! Always spouting nonsense!

Have you ever thought anything I say makes sense?

-Come. -Take a seat.

-Hello.

-Headmaster... -Hey!

I forbade you from calling me that!

He's our new officer.

Oh, the new officer?

What's your name? -Deepak Pradhan.

You've got quite a surname there! Pradhan (Chief)!

There are some rules for renting a room in this house.

First one is...

You aren't religious, are you?

Not at all!

So, you won't be drilling nails into the walls.

Nor hang portraits of deities from them & pray to them all the time?

Sir's not that kind!

Good to know.

Second thing is...

there is only one water pump in the house.

If you keep the tap running, my wife Shanti, won't get any water all day.

Come, let me show you your rooms.

-No, sit.

Another thing.

There are two rooms downstairs.

One, we've put out on rent, another belongs to my son.

My son works in Kolkata.

I've no idea when he may return. But if he does...

you pay the month's rent and leave.

Got it?

-Oops...

There it is, your luggage has been brought in.

Sir, I'll wait outside, call me if you need anything.

-Hmm. -I'll be around.

-Come here. -Listen...

Yes, sir?

Why doesn't he like being called 'Headmaster?'

That's a long story, I'll tell you later.

Aunty has done up her son's room so well!

-Hmm.

Hey, you can see the mountains from here!

Beautiful! -Mother Goddess,

help me sell some extra nighties today, please?

You are all I have!

My only hope...

My business has bloomed, thanks to You.

Got through to your mother?

-No. -Not that easy, sir.

The network is often quite weak here.

I'm Pradip. -Hello.

I did hear an officer is moving in.

But I report to my own home-officer.

Hear her yelling? -Won't you fold the nighties?

Like I said.

My wife. Shikha. She's always burning bright!

And my problem is also my business.

Sweety's Nighties!

I call her Sweety, lovingly. I have a shop.

And her vids have tons of followers! -Yes, tons. And this is our son.

Poltey! -Wow.

Nice names.

Pradip (lamp), Shikha (flame) & he's Poltey (wick)!

-Dad, please give me the phone? -Alright, wait!

Take it, go on.

Come and fold the nighties.

Sir, I must go & fold the nighties or she'll set me on fire.

See you later, bye!

-I'll be back.

-Come back soon.

Bless him, Mother Durga!

-Bibek, can I rent a bike here?

-Sir, you can use mine. I have one more.

Sir, our village Dharmapur, is a really sweet place.

-Really? -All quiet & peaceful.

-Pradhan, resign from the post! -Stop filling up the ponds!

-Stop it! Stop it!

Pradhan, you must resign!

-Resign! Resign!

-Sir, please don't do this. We will die, sir...

Where will I take my wife, my children, sir?

We are really poor, sir!

We farm fish in these ponds to somehow earn a living...

Pradhan, you must resign! -Resign! Resign!

-Stop filling up the ponds! -Hey!

Pick him up!

-Pradhan, you must resign! -Resign, resign!

-Pradhan, you must resign! -Resign, resign!

-Resign, resign! -Resign, resign!

-Stop filling up the ponds! -Higher up, man!

Stop this right away!

Stop this right away!

-Pradhan, you must resign! -Resign! Resign!

-Stop filling up the ponds! -Stop it right away!

-Stop this right away! -Stop this right away!

We want a better world for the commoners.

But they are sending us off to a different world!

Yes, imagine how far the corruption has spread!

Sending your leader to the moon!

-Panchayat Pradhan, down with you! -Down with you!

-Bibek! -Huh?

-What's happening there? -What, sir?

Over there.

It's nothing, sir. Don't get into it.

It's a good time to buy fresh veggies & fish from the mart.

That can wait.

Take me there.

-Stop this right away! -Pradhan, you must resign!

-Resign! Resign! -What's the ruckus about?

What's going on?

I still suggest going to the market, sir.

Sir...

What are you mumbling?

Who is this clown? -The Head Officer!

Who do you mean?

In this village, I am the Head Officer.

You are his subordinate, he's the new Head Officer!

Who the--

Get up!

Sorry, sorry, sir! Should've told me earlier!

Sir, I am Nil Inspector Submoni Dutta!

Sorry, sub-inspector Nilmoni Dutta, sir.

You were supposed to join tomorrow, sir!

Right, sir?

What's going on here?

Overseeing some Panchayat work.

Development all around! -He's lying, sir... He's lying!

They want to fill up this pond and build a hotel here.

Look, they've made the Party Office here already.

We went to the police station many times! No one helped!

Even sir was there, sir. He knows everything!

Why drag me into this?

Didn't I give a treat to your grandkid yesterday?

Please save us, sir! Please!

-Oldie, stop whining! -Shut up!

Is that how you talk to your elders?

Don't you know, it's illegal to fill up ponds?

Since when, sir?

Don't worry, the police is with you.

I'm there to hear out all your problems.

Bring them down.

Hey!

This shouldn't repeat.

Stop all of this.

Sir... won't let this go, got it?

Hey.

Who is this "sir"?

The Panchayat Pradhan (Chief)!

Sir.

Tell your "sir",

that a new Pradhan has come to Dharmapur.

Deepak Pradhan!

It's time for change!

It's time for change!

He who fights alone & fearless for people

Pradhan!

He who fights for good over evil

Pradhan!

Wherever there is crime

He shall come and break the spine of the sinners

You can't escape him

Here comes Pradhan!

Beat the drums, it's time to rise

For the savior has arrived Oh, Pradhan!

Beat the drums, it's time to rise

For the savior has arrived Oh, Pradhan!

-Ghutey! -Yes, uncle?

What's his name?

Deepak Pradhan.

-Hmm... -Well, well.

Two Pradhans in one village?

He won't let me fill the ponds.

Let's see how tough this guy is!

-Sir, he nearly broke my face. -You are all useless.

All good-for-nothings.

Joba?

Want to say something? -Come inside.

Always acting smart.

Here, tie it for her.

Oh, dad! You can't do a thing right! Ma's so much better!

Just like your mother, aren't you? Always blaming dad.

Joba, is this my job?

So, what's your job? To poke your nose where you've no business?

That's enough. Incorrigible.

May I go then-- -Go!

Damn, it's ringing again! Do the police only eat money?

Don't we need to eat food too?

Check, who it is.

Oh!

Hello, sir!

Did we give you your monthly?

Yes, boss.

Don't need more from me, surely?

No, whatever you give, it's good enough for me.

Now, bring the Head Officer ashore. Or forget about earning anymore.

Hello?

-Worthless! -Hello--

He hung up!

Why did get into all of that? We're only just arrived.

You don't know the people here.

What they were doing is a crime!

As an officer, how could I not revolt?

Hmm, true.

He's the toughest officer in town now, isn't he!

-What did you say? -Nothing at all.

-No, tell me! -Nothing...

-Go on? -Nothing!

Focus, you're burning it.

Ma? Should I tell her?

Nope! Don't even dare! Yes, ma?

Couldn't you have called your mother once?

-Oh, ma... -Why didn't you call?

Ma, the signal's weak here.

I couldn't reach you on phone.

Had your dinner?

No, just getting started.

Okay, eat.

And don't stay up late, you'll get dark circles.

Oh, stop that nonsense!

He'll get dark circles! Is he a kid?

Those spots are not permanent, they wear off in time.

-Quiet now. -Don't shut me up all the time!

-Fine, I'll shut up. -Anyway, ma, I'll call later.

Goodnight. -But...

He hung up on me. -Now you know?

Give him a wife & he'll forget the mom! Ah!

I realized it with my son!

Too hard to swallow?

-Go on. -Don't push!

You like this new place?

-It's nice. -Really?

-Hmm...

Who could it be, at this hour?

I'll check. -Okay.

-Hello! -All good, sir?

Sir, hello... -Hello.

We are your neighbours.

Did we disturb your little game?

-Game? -How well you played this morning!

-We have a request, sir.

Go on.

We have a little club of ours.

We are about... Well, only 4 members.

Become our honourable voter, sir-- -What rubbish are you saying!

-Nonsense! -You're the Head Officer, sir.

If you could become our Honourable President and--

-grace us with your presence!

-Hmm...

-Forget it. -He's not game.

-No. -Let's go.

Told you, he'll refuse!

I did tell you... -What were you saying!

I thought you two could be trusted!

You hardly made any sense!

Always taking about voters! Think about the newly weds!

Because you see, you're a bachelor! -Can't help, I don't play the game.

You're always talking crap!

Look! Sir has come! Sir, please come!

-Come. -Please sit.

-So, this is your club? -Yes.

And what's it called?

Harassed Husbands Unite!

As in?

Well, as they say...

Married men are meant for only two daily duties.

Filling up empty bottles with water.

And helping the wife drape her sari.

This is why I never got married!

Meet everyone, sir. He is-- -We've already met.

Our bro here, has a nightie-shop.

Easy on the pocket, breezy to wear. I'll even give your wife a discount.

Are you nuts? Stop it!

-I've brought in a new collection! -Shut up, nighties for sir?

I mean-- Nighties for madam? Good-for-nothing voter! And he...

Teacher at the primary school. -Hello.

Ratan babu.

Though, his future is in the hands of the court now.

-Shut up! -I've told you not to be scared!

Just shut up!

Sir, I aced all the tests to land this job, trust me!

-Yeah, right!

And, the Secretary of our Market Committee.

Highly diabetic.

I've met everyone now, what about you?

I'm the milker. I mean, I sell milk.

I've two cows, Hogla & Boghla.

I hear, you just got married?

-Yes. -Then you won't need milk.

But in case you do...

I should keep you informed. 60 rupees for two bowls.

I can't sell my nighties! But you'll sell your milk here?

Tell him who he is, go on.

-Leave it. -He's a Party leader!

Leader of the Janata Janardan Party here.

-Oh, really? -Yes, um...

My symbol is a rocket!

But his rocket never got enough budget to go to moon!

The present Panchayat Chief, Jotileshwar babu...

Thanks to his dominance, we can't even file for nomination!

We don't have any elections here!

Anyway, forget it...

You must've met your landlord by now.

How did you find him?

Good...

But... a bit irritable.

Just a bit?

He wasn't always like that, you know.

He was the Headmaster at the local high school here.

So, what happened...

The present Panchayat Chief, Jotileshwar Mukherjee...

He was only just a, well... -A Panchayat member, back then.

One day the Headmaster beat up his nephew.

Good old beating, you see!

Cheating in exams, are you now!? You, monkey!

And then?

You may be the Headmaster, but how dare you beat him up!

-Shouldn't I discipline my pupils? -Hey!

Don't teach me my job. I have to discipline them.

If needed I will do it again.

And this school is no place for Party leaders.

Get out.

Then, Jotileshwar...

gathered his goons and went to the Headmaster's house.

-Even beat him up.

-He complained to the police.

Jotileshwar got arrested.

-Get inside! -Oi!

As a result,

he lost at the Panchayat elections that year.

I will take my revenge, Headmaster!

All I've done so far is bash you up.

Now, this will cost you your job!

-Jotileshwar got his revenge.

Soon, accused of stealing from the school fund,

the Headmaster was fired from the school.

Welcome to Dharmapur.

You must be knowing why you have been transferred here?

Yes, madam.

The Panchayat election is closing in.

For the last 15 years, there haven't been any elections in Dharmapur.

The opponent party doesn't file any nomination.

Rather, they aren't allowed to.

I want a proper election at Dharmapur this year.

A free and fair election.

And that responsibility is on you, Mr Pradhan.

Thank you, madam, I will definitely try my best.

-Okay.

Sir's here!

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

-Tea, sir? -Yes, sure.

-Hey Chotu, special tea for sir. -Okay.

-Bibek? -Sir?

-Don't we have our national flag? -We do.

-Why don't we put it up? -We do.

We bring it out on 14th, put it up on 15th August,

put it back in on 16th.

Goat... The name?

-I mean, your name... -Sugoto Bagchi.

Sugoto Bagchi's goat... Since when is it missing?

-Since yesterday afternoon. -Afternoon?

Hey, stop.

What will you do with that?

We'll put it up. Sir said so.

Huh? What do you mean?

Sir? -What about my goat?

-Sir... -Wait, I'll come...

-Stop stealing from mid day meals!

-Stop it now, right now!

-Stop stealing government funds!

-Stop it now, right now!

Give us the details of the mid day meal expenses!

We want answers!

Headmaster, where's the mid day meal going? Answer us!

We want answers!

Stop stealing government funds!

Headmaster, the government pays enough! 40 eggs for 80 students?!

We want answers!

-I'm Bonomali Pal. -Stop grinning! Just you wait!

He is coming. Sir, come. You're done for.

(Sloganeering continuing)

'Dharmapur Primary School'

Stop it! What happened?

Causing a scene at a school? -They are stealing, sir.

Finally caught them red handed.

Kids are deprived of mid day meals. Check the kitchen, see for yourself.

-No, sir, he is lying. -Sir, he is the Headmaster.

-Come here. -Yes, sir.

-Where is the kitchen? -Sir, this way.

-Take me there. -Come.

Please give way.

Come on! Another blunder!

Sir, over here. Come.

Sir, this is where the food is prepared.

You cook out here?

It's no big deal, sir. I'll look into it... Alright.

-Come here. -Yes, sir.

This is the rice?

Yes.

Swarming with insects!

-This is what the kids eat? -Yes, sir.

-Sir, I'll look into it. -Stop interrupting me.

The future of our country.

They worship you! What are you teaching them?

Where are the eggs? -Sir, over here.

-Is this all? -Yes, sir.

Where's the rest?

Sir. Seems the chicken laid the rest of the eggs here.

The government sends you money every month.

Instead of feeding the kids, you sell the food in the market?

No, sir, we don't sell it.

Mr Dutta, file a complaint against him.

I know very well how to get you suspended.

Sir, please don't suspend me! Sir, I'm not the only one in it!

Don't suspend me, I have a little daughter!

Get up!

Sure, sir!

-You're not the only one in it? -Well... I don't know their names.

-File the complaint. -No, sir! Please! I'll tell you!

Can we talk in private?

Please, sir... -The name?

Pradhan, sir.

-Oh no! -Please don't get me fired, sir!

Sir... sir?

Oh, sir... sir!?

Sir? Sir? Sir...

Hello, sir, come.

Sir.

Hello.

-Mr Nilmoni? -Yes, sir?

Some trouble at school?

Nothing serious, some problem with the eggs.

A problem at my school?

This isn't a private school, the government funds it.

Why are you all quiet?

Speak up! Stop stealing midday meals!

Speak up! Stop stealing midday meals! -Shut up.

New to this station, right?

-The Head Officer. -I'm the Panchayat Pradhan.

Also the Chief of the School Committee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

People think I'm a complex man. -But uncle is as divine as God!

My faith in God isn't just ritual. I believe in serving people.

I don't need to say my name. I wear it proudly on my heart.

Deepak Pradhan? What a coincidence!

I am Pradhan by designation, yours is a surname.

It's our first meeting, let's celebrate?

Hey, quick! -Tempo...

-Tempo... -Fresh sweets. Please try it.

Sir, the eggs have been boiled.

Hello, sir! When did you come?

-How are you? -Bibek!

Feed the eggs to the kids.

-Okay, sir. -And listen.

Distribute these sweets among the kids.

Wait! Give me one!

Look, sweets for you all!

Yay!

Since you didn't have any sweets, I have one more request for you.

Tomorrow is my... Go ahead, tell him.

Sure, uncle.

It's uncle's wedding anniversary.

Please come to my house tomorrow evening.

Give me the chance to serve you.

Bye.

Son, you have my blessings. May God be with you.

It's time for change

He who fights alone & fearless for people

Pradhan!

He who fights for good over evil

Pradhan!

Wherever there is crime

He shall come and break the spine of the sinners

You can't escape him

Here comes Pradhan!

A satin nightie, in red! See, how pretty it is!

It'll look lovely on you!

Others will love you, and you'll love yourself!

And it's a two-piece. Look! Such a smooth fabric!

Turn around. Smile.

So pretty! This is the inner, t comes with a satin robe too!

And it's easy to untie.

See!

-I kept pondering as my youth went by

Aha! Lovely rains! Lovely drinks!

No panic, only tonic!

Stop watching Shikha's show!

It's raining outside! What are you doing here?

-A bad voter! -Well, you know...

I don't-- I mean, you don't like wearing saris.

Trying to buy something for you. -Come home fast.

-Okay...

-But nighties, of all things? -Quiet now!

-Happy anniversary, uncle! -Happy anniversary!

-Your turn, auntie! -Come!

Yay!

-Cut the cake into pieces.

Make large pieces.

There you are. How fortunate I am!

Never imagined that the two Pradhans would come together today.

Thanks a lot for coming. Hey, he is our new Head Officer.

Oh, greetings.

-Congratulations on you anniversary. -Thank you.

But among flowers, I love only one, Joba (hibiscus).

My wife. We've been married for ten years.

Marriage? It's been a long battle!

Come with me.

Stop munching, have some scotch!

You like it with water, right?

He drinks like a fish!

Oh... sir...

Aren't you drinking?

I don't drink.

Only bribes, no booze, eh?

-Ghutey? -Uncle?

Go, bring their gift boxes.

Sure!

How will you all fill your bellies if all politicians become honest?

The Panchayat elections are coming up.

-Sweets. -No such thing at Dharmapur but.

The good work I've done here...

The opposition doesn't even come up with a candidate.

Is that mine? Ah! Mine!

-Give me. -Here you go.

Here's yours. Take it?

And, sir... This is for you.

Beautiful, isn't it? Abundance of all kinds!

In good times & bad, I'll be with you constantly.

-Hmm. -Don't be shy. Just tell me.

How much do you need monthly?

How many police officers have you met?

Going by these two, you're judging the entire department?

Not everyone has a price.

Right?

Four pillars of a Democracy.

One of them is you, the political leader.

Another is me, a policeman.

If everyone was dishonest,

how would our country run?

Honest cops & politicians exist too, you see.

No, I don't mean you.

Bye for now.

Won't you eat?

Well, what can I say...

The tiger and the cow...

can't eat together.

Bye.

Are you leaving, sir?

-Ghutey? -Uncle?

-Which one did he call me? -I think, the cow.

Where are you going?

Caught in the crossfire.

Another soup...

Sir...

May I say something?

Sir... I can't help it, can I?

I have to keep my job.

The Panchayat Chief and the Sub-inspector...

If I don't take a share, they'll think I'm not with them.

That paper with Gandhi's pic on it... Everyone needs it.

I'm in dire needy of money too.

They like to pay, and I accept.

You donned that uniform

to catch criminals.

Not to take part in crime.

It's easy to bow down, Bibek.

Keeping your spine straight is what's tough.

I love Mamai a lot, sir.

My little niece.

She lost her dad in childhood. I can't bear to see her unhappy.

Sir, I want to give her all the joys

this world has to offer.

What can I do, sir?

I am all she has.

I mean the world to her.

Sir, I want to bring her up well.

But it takes money to dream.

I can do anything & everything for her, sir.

You can't buy happiness with money.

Definitely not from bribe money.

I lost my way, sir.

I don't reflect the meaning of my name, Bibek (conscience).

Many officers have been posted here before.

As soon as they came, they lapped up the bribe, taught me the same!

It's a first, I found a friend & elder brother in a senior.

Someone to put me back on the right path.

Sir...

I want to be a good human being like you.

You are a good human being, Bibek.

But now, you've to become an honest police officer.

Uncle, which of the stars is my father?

Sit. I've served dinner.

Oh, I won't eat, I've eaten already.

You didn't tell me. -I forgot, I was busy at work.

Are you upset?

How could I have eaten without you?

Come on, I was just joking.

Ma says, if a joke hurts someone,

it's not a joke.

I made a mistake, I'm sorry.

Ma says...

If it's someone's first mistake,

they should be forgiven.

Hmm, so what else does your ma say?

She says...

No matter how busy your day was... -Hmm?

Always have at least one meal together.

Why?

I don't know that.

Well, I know. So, come.

Sit.

It deepens the bond.

-Is it? -Hmm.

Listen to what I have to say My heart has lost its way

You can't add to that gift I already have what I wanted

One plus one makes two I don't anything more

I hope the beauty of this world makes our love a part of itself

Come to me, as the dawn Be the life that wakes me up

Come to me, as the night Be the sleep in my eyes

Let's love, let's love together Let's do whatever our hearts wish

Let's love, let's love together Let's do whatever our hearts wish

Come into my garden Be the soft light of my dusk

I shall keep you moist & warm As and when you want, all life

'I love you'

'Please bring the veggies on time'

Hello, Headmaster.

-How much for the fish? -200 per kilo.

-Okay, give me that one. -Sure.

Headmaster, take all of it.

-But why-- -Greetings, Headmaster!

You haven't forgotten a thing! -Nope, he remembers!

Everyone calls you 'Headmaster'!

But look at your life.

You're a teacher, but you cannot teach.

You will like this mart, sir. Everything here is fresh.

The fish market's right there. -What do you want?

What do you want? They don't want anything.

Why are you getting angry?

Because you can't teach anymore?

-I can't teach? -Well, no.

-Right, you can't, can he? -Nope, not anymore!

You cannot teach! Nope! You can't!

I can't teach?! Can't I?

Hey, Headmaster!

Go and touch his feet, seek forgiveness.

Aren't you the new Head Officer?

I thought so! But what are you doing here?

Aren't you supposed to be collecting money on the roads?

Huh? Come on, say something.

I've sinned enough.

Washing my hands off now.

Hey!

Weren't you on our side?

I was.

Now I've changed sides.

We don't interfere when you goon around in your uniform.

If you mess with us here, we'll make sure--

Hey, Officer!

Oi!

Before he skins the fish, I'll skin you alive!

Want to see?

-Not done, Officer!

Sir doesn't like to keep dues.

He will pay it in full.

Go and tell Pradhan...

If he ever tries to harm the Headmaster again,

he'll get to see who the biggest bad guy in Dharmapur is!

Get lost.

Beat the drums, it's time to rise

For he's here to break the dark

The Headmaster got away due to those officers!

Correct, uncle.

Don't become a yes-man.

I heard something, uncle. Apparently Headmaster has lots of dues!

He's failing to pay it back.

Dues?

Who'd lend him money? -Gobardhan Mali.

He has the funds, does he?

'Dharmapur Village Panchayat'

Hello, I am Gobardhan Mali.

Sit. That's more befitting.

You're too old to keep standing.

Sit.

Now, why I called you... -Yes?

How much did you lend to the Headmaster?

About 7.5 lakhs.

What! And he hasn't paid back?

He thinks you'll cut him a slack?

Anyway...

Listen to what I have to say.

-Yes. -There's a tender for the Panchayat.

-Okay. -You want it?

It would be of great help. My daughter's wedding is coming up.

-Gobardhan Mali? -Yes.

Everything has a price.

I want that house.

-Hello? -Hello, son...

How are you? -Good.

I told you not to call me at this time, I'm working!

Been ages since I saw you. When are you coming home?

I will return when I get a leave. Now hang up, we'll talk later.

-Don't hang up, I want to talk to him.

Why didn't you give me the phone?

It got disconnected.

There is signal issue here, you know it.

-Did you tell him? -What?

About the dues?

Don't worry about that, our son will take care of it.

Well, will he?

We're surviving on the rent money & the small sum that we have saved.

Listen, I'm telling you again...

Start teaching again.

Why are you still so scared?

I don't know how long you will suffer this injustice silently.

Oh, it's you.

Come in, the door's open.

-Alright.

Gobardhan... Sit.

How are you doing?

You'll have a long life, we were just talking about you.

-Is that so? -Yes, I was telling her...

Gobardhan is such a nice man...

He can never get himself to ask me to pay back.

Want some water? Shanti? -No need.

-Anyway... -Headmaster?

-Yes?

-My daughter's wedding is coming up. -That's great news!

Why didn't you tell me before?

Are wedding cards done? Show me? But one thing,

my son can't attend, he's so busy, the two of us will come.

-Headmaster... -Yes?

If you could kindly pay me back...

The money, yes...

I will pay you back...

Please give me some more time.

-Did you call me? -No, he won't have water, go.

-How about some tea? -No, it's okay.

I'm in a hurry. -Yes, you should go.

-I shall take your leave. -Okay.

-I will send the card. -No need for the card.

We've known each other for years. But one thing...

Gobardhan...

Just...

give me a few more months?

I will pay you back, believe me.

-But... -A few more months, please?

-The number you're calling--

What? He didn't answer, again?

-He must be busy. -Yes, he's busy.

Too busy to talk to his parents.

If he calls back, ask him if he can make time to come.

We haven't seen him in ages, isn't it...

I feel so alone...

What can you do?

At our age, the more you want to live with your children,

the lonelier you become.

He's grown up now, he's forgotten his roots.

It's our fate.

Well, if he answers ask him when he can come.

If you want to get hitched

Then don't hesitate, tell the one you love!

'Water falls, leaves shake, The crazy elephant shakes his head!'

The story of life unfolds on its own

-Why did you stop? Keep reading!

-'Water falls, leaves shake, The crazy elephant shakes his head!'

I will get to the end of it today!

I will see to it!

Haven't you seen me before?

-Wear a towel. -Oh...

Move! I can't take this anymore! I'll have a show off with the oldie!

Sir! Come upstairs with me!

-What? -Let's talk to the old man!

Why!

Come with me please, this has been going on for too long. Please come.

Come, it's the same issue again!

You're here now. Come and solve it! Come, sir.

You there! What do you think of yourself?

Won't even let me bathe? -Why?

-Where is the water?! -Where is the rent?!

Just listen to this man! -Looking like an Eskimo!

-Headmaster? Let's talk this out. -Told you!

Don't call me 'Headmaster'! Call me anything but that!

-Call him "Grandpa!" -Sure.

You see, the pump broke down today.

Just give him some water if you have any stored.

-I don't need your pity. -Fine!

Let's go, this is pointless. -Yes, go.

Shameless man! Worthless man!

And you are an Eskimo!

Idiot!

-I was saying... -Yes?

Why don't you teach at home?

It's up to me, why do you care?

Why are you interfering? -Well, you see,

it's good use of your time.

Good for your mental & physical health.

And why do you care for it?

Why are you getting angry?

He means well.

Stop it, I don't need to be told what's good for me.

Who is he to tell me? What does he know about me?

Son, please don't mind him.

He's getting old. -I should go now.

What's wrong? He didn't answer the call again?

Maybe he couldn't because he's busy at work.

-Can I tell you something? -What?

Not everything can be explained over phone calls.

Let's go, meet him.

If we can sit him down & talk to him,

maybe he'll understand.

Wow! It's so tall!

It's such a great surprise for him!

Tower 3? -Yes.

-74? -Yes?

-Apurba Sarkar? -You are?

You are?

I am Apurba's girlfriend, we live together.

Apurba (wonderful)!

We are his parents.

-Yes, sir, that won't be a problem. -Apurba, your parents are here.

Sir, excuse me, one minute.

-Your parents have come! -What are you saying!

Don't act like you didn't know they're coming?

-Are you kidding me!? -You could've just told me!

Well, even I had no idea!

She said "girlfriend", not "wife".

-Please go. Just go! -Strange!

Go!

Would you like something to eat?

It's okay, we ate before leaving.

Okay.

Ate before leaving! But we don't live next door, do we!?

"We ate before leaving"!

Some water.

Please wait, I'll call Apurba.

Drink it!

You must be parched surely!

A surprise indeed!

Why didn't you call before coming?

I had no idea!

Did you tell us you're living with your girlfriend?

No.

But it's not wrong to live with my girlfriend.

I didn't say it is wrong.

Living with her isn't wrong.

Not telling your parents, is. -Please calm down.

How are you?

He must be fine!

Don't you realize? -Didn't you go to office today?

I have 'work from home'!

You're always busy at work, so you don't answer our calls.

So, we thought we'll drop in and talk to you.

I've something to tell you.

Yes, go on.

I could never tell you this before.

Your mother & I dreamed of sending you to a good college,

so you could do well in life.

And to make it happen, I took some loans.

Then, I had to borrow more money to build the house.

I was managing until now, but I can't keep up any longer.

If you can help me-- -Came here to ask for money?

Seriously? You came here for money?!

Have any idea how hard I worked to buy this flat, or my car?

How much EMI I pay each month?

You've no idea about the pressure!

Okay, son.

Don't be bothered.

Your father and I can manage on our own.

Look, I'm extremely sorry.

Not possible for me to help you right now.

Okay?

The house looks nice.

Where are you going?

Don't worry, I'll manage on my own.

-Why are you creating a scene? -Am I now?

-Yes, you are! -Me?

Okay. -Just listen to me...

We've been living in for a year.

I told you to tell your parents.

But you won't listen to me. I lost my face today.

You don't need to care about that though, right?

I wanted to tell them, I couldn't.

There is just one room, where will they stay?

Why are you worrying? Why?

I will put them up in some hotel nearby.

-What are you saying?

They are your parents, they've traveled a long way.

I don't expect this from you.

Are you mad or what?

-Wait, I'll see to it... -Please...

I'll just...

Ma...

Dad?

I thought he'd come & hug us out of joy!

But surprisingly, he didn't even talk to us properly!

He didn't smile, didn't call me 'maa'!

-Called the ambulance? -Yes, it's on the way!

Anyone here, please help!

Move!

Move!

Please save him! Please!

-Doctor, please save my son! -He's completely burnt!

I beg of you, please save my son!

Doctor...

Please help.

But it's a more than 80% burn!

We will try our best, just pray that he survives.

Please, Doctor.

Please do something, Doctor!

Please save my son... I beg of you! Son...

-You can see the situation at the tea garden slum near Dharmapur.

But we still don't know how the fire broke out.

The police are investigating. Meanwhile, SP Anuradha Sen is here.

-Good morning, ma'am. -Good morning.

-Come.

-The SP has come down to find out why or how the fire spread!

-Hello, Madam. Dharmapur is usually a very peaceful place.

Such things never occurred before.

I must tell you, the advent of the new officer has ruined things.

Such a huge massacre! All he did was visit once!

I know, he's newly married, but isn't this his duty after all?

And I was on leave yesterday.

Yes, he could've taken control over things.

-Mr Pradhan, this is extremely sad.

All you did was barely visit the place of occurrence.

No, madam, I was at the spot yesterday.

I rescued a child, took him to the hospital.

Should've put someone else on it! You're a senior officer!

You should've handled it from the spot!

Couldn't you do this much?

I'm sorry, madam.

A child was seriously injured.

I thought, humanity comes before duty.

Perhaps, he wants to serve people, get into politics, become a leader!

Why this happened, who was behind it...

I need a detailed report. Make sure the victims here are cared for.

And this is your responsibility. -Yes, ma'am.

-Don't worry, I'm on it.

They are my voters, I'll make sure they get compensated.

Madam... -Yes?

-It's no use keeping him here now. The election is coming up.

Better have him transferred.

-As you can see, the SP is now leaving the spot.

And we're reporting live from here.

-Ghutey? -Yes, uncle?

Won't let me build the resort, will he now?

So, how did the fire start?

-A short-circuit, uncle! -Hmm...

Don't they go to school?

No, sir.

Then can't even afford food, and you're talking about school?

Their parents work at the tea gardens.

Just like we discard paper cups,

they too are discarded by the society.

Those that are meant to farm our lands, go unfed themselves.

If I arrange for their education, will you help?

Not just help you, sir, I'll work on it with you.

Come what may, I'll fight all the storms.

No harm shall come to you.

Bugger! Don't you see, it's not straight!

-Isn't it? -Nope!

You're good-for-nothing!

Utter rubbish!

Sir! I got the blackboard as promised.

I'll put it down.

-As promised, I got books, pens, pencils, duster, everything!

Good work!

Weren't you supposed to bring milk!

The cow gives milk in the evening.

It's meant for the kids, why are you so desperate?

-And what about the placard? -Hey!

What's happening here?

Feeding and teaching. First food, then study.

This house is mine.

Who permitted you to do this?

Your decision to put it on rent, our decision to teach, Headmaster!

-Yes. -You can't do this here.

Teaching isn't allowed here.

Who forbade it, Headmaster?

The kids will study here, we aren't doing anything wrong.

You were a teacher once.

You can teach them too, can't you?

I can't teach. Can't teach at all!

Shut it down!

You can't do this here!

Don't do this here without my permission! Stop it!

Will you... teach the kids?

Yes, I will.

Why did you think of asking me today?

I was planning something.

Repeat, 'The palm tree stands alone, and tall'

'Soaring above the rest!'

From this life of yours so much time has already passed

So much has passed

But some battles remain to be won before you finally go

Before you go

Go on, embrace your death But rise again from the ashes

See, if things have changed for the better

Go on, forget it all And start over again

See, if it makes you feel any better

So, come back

Come back like the storm soaring in the skies

Treat your defeat like a blessing in disguise

So, come back

Come back as the voice of fearless protest

Come, reflect the immense pain you've battled

This world needs you once again

-Studies going well? -Yes!

-Are you all focusing? -Yes!

Headmaster?

I was saying...

Please start teaching again.

What are you so afraid of?

I am here...

Even if I empathize Can I really feel your suffering?

It's you who must break away and put it to words

Put it to words

How long will you bear the brunt of your pain?

Break the wall you've built You shall see help come by

Help shall come, help shall come

Here, I brought cold water. Cover her up.

Lie down, don't talk. -Rumi...

Why is she sleeping? -She has fever.

Oh, no! Since when? Why didn't you tell me!

Since now. I've to leave for work. Can you please manage it here?

Sure... Rumi...

Poor thing. -She has high fever!

-I'll stay with her. -Come, help me cook please.

We'll come & tend to her soon. Now, come.

-Called the doctor? -Yes, he is on the way.

-What are you kids studying? The table of 7?

-Yes. -Study on your own today.

The teacher is sick. -Okay.

Let's learn the table of 5.

-Headmaster? -Yes?

Can you please teach the kids today? Rumi has fever.

She has fever? Oh, but I can't help.

-Just for today. -I said I can't!

I can't teach. -I thought you have a spine.

-What do you mean? -What do you fear?

The man who taught everyone to live with their head held high...

His head hangs low today...

If the teacher himself loses hope, kids will grow up to be criminals.

They will insult teachers like you.

Don't lecture me.

We all want change to come.

But we don't want to be the change.

Either we adapt, or adopt it.

I've heard that stuff before.

Stop this nonsense. -Maybe they did the right thing.

What! Who did the right thing?

What do you mean?

They stopped you from teaching.

They did the right thing. -What did you just say?!

They did the right thing by stopping me? You've turned into Pradhan too!

Deepak Pradhan!

You & the other Pradhan who stopped me from teaching, are the same!

Good! Very good!

5 times 7 is 38.

6 times 7 is 44.

7 times 7 is 41. -What! Hey!

8 times 7 is 54.

Hey, you kids!

Is that the table of 7?!

How much is 7 times 5? Say it, it's 35!

7 times 5 is 35!

So, come back

Come back like the storm soaring in the skies

Treat your defeat like a blessing in disguise

So come back again

-7 times 1 is 7. -7 times 1 is 7.

-7 times 2 is 14. -7 times 2 is 14.

-7 times 3 is 21. -7 times 3 is 21.

-7 times 4 is 28! -7 times 4 is 28!

-7 times 5 is 35! -7 times 5 is 35!

-7 times 6 is 42! -7 times 6 is 42!

-7 times 7 is 49! -7 times 7 is 49!

-7 times 8 is 56! -7 times 8 is 56!

-7 times 9 is 63! -7 times 9 is 63!

7 times 10 is 70!

All my followers, welcome to my live.

My live today is not about nighties.

Today, I am at Shanti Kunja.

See what's going on behind me?

Headmaster has started teaching again, after 20 years!

You want to see? Come on!

-Good!

Lost in thoughts again...

Don't I have ample worries?

People think ill of the police.

I have to break this misconception.

50% of the work is done, 50% remains.

I don't understand these riddles, speak clearly.

Headmaster couldn't teach due to his fear of the Chief.

Now, he can.

Yes, thanks to you.

Nope.

The Chief had no competitor at the elections for last 15 years.

Will you be doing that now?

You will stop being a cop and become a politician, is it?

I don't know who will stand against him.

But this time... the elections will happen.

(Headmaster teaching)

Hey, stop!

Hey! Stop this right away! Enough of teaching!

Get out of here! Right now! -What are you doing!

What are you doing! Stop it!

Home-made mid day meals?

Who is paying your bills?

You don't have any shame at all.

Took lakhs of money from him, not paying up now.

-Headmaster, I didn't-- -It's okay... Stop.

No point being polite with him. Such people are shameless.

Borrowed money, not paying up.

His daughter's wedding is delayed because of it!

But, do you care? Your son is living it large, right?

I'll put an end to this now.

Either pay him back.

Or leave the house.

I'm begging you...

Please do not treat him like that.

I give you my word, he will never teach again.

We will sell this house off and leave if you want.

I am requesting you...

Please, they are old people.

Please let them go.

Yes, sure.

-Deba. -Boss?

What have you been telling the Headmaster for last 15 years?

You didn't forget anything, Headmaster.

-Yet, it seems you have forgotten! Eh?

Hey!

School's over, leave!

What a school... Students being taught by a thief!

Who knows where your son is, who knows where their parents are!

Is that so?

How dare you!

How can you say that about my students? You devil!

You... were a Headmaster.

Now I am this area's Pradhan!

Now this area is run by me!

It's time for change!

It's time for change!

He fights alone & fearless for people

Pradhan!

-Officer! -Tell them to stop.

Because if I get started, I won't stop!

The one fighting for good over evil, Pradhan

This hand doesn't accept bribes.

So, it's tough to break free!

Wherever there is crime

He shall come and break the spine of the sinners

You don't know how far my reach is.

I don't believe in power, I believe in love.

Want to see the power of love?

Headmaster?

I will teach again.

I will!

Stop me if you can!

I will teach again!

You'll pay for this, Officer!

You are here today...

but not for long.

I know, I will get transferred.

But are you sure... that you still will be the Pradhan?

You didn't allow elections to happen for last 15 years at Dharmapur.

But...

this time it will happen.

There will be a vote?

Here?

Who'll stand against me?

The Headmaster.

What is it that you keep saying? You're the Chief, by designation.

So be it, but I am the Chief when it comes to protecting people.

That's why... I am Deepak Pradhan!

Pradhan is coming!

Beat the drums, it's time to rise

He shall tear the darkness apart Pradhan!

Beat the drums, it's time to rise

He shall tear the darkness apart Pradhan!

-'The birds start chirping to welcome the new day'

-'The birds start chirping to welcome the new day'

-'Flower buds begin to blossom'

Who takes my life decisions? You or me?

Headmaster, where you stand in life, is your decision.

But standing for election? That's the public's decision.

The posters are being printed!

'Who will win this election?' -Shut up!

-Shut up!

-What? -The cow.

Do civil people stand for elections?

Have I gone crazy?

-Let me check. -What?

I stood for the election once. I didn't go crazy.

I'll slap you, you're pulling my leg?

Listen, teachers aren't supposed to stand for elections.

Their job is to educate.

You can't be deciding who will stand for the election, Mr Pradhan.

The department has its protocol. You shouldn't have done it.

-Sorry, madam. -You are a senior officer.

I don't want any complaint against you.

You've already gained enemies due to your good deeds here.

I am by your side. I want a free and fair election at Dharmapur.

You have to take that responsibility, Mr Pradhan.

All the best.

-Thank you, madam. -On 26th July,

the Panchayat elections will be held in the state.

The Election Officer confirmed it--

Sir.

The situation is a bit twisted this time.

Headmaster might get some votes.

Why? Because of his private school?

-A private school...

Imagine!

I'll change my name if I don't put him down before the election.

What will you change it to?

The elections will change the way?

I will show them! Feeding and teaching, eh?

-Hope it's not too spicy for the kids?

-No, madam. -The cook made this for you.

Have all you will. -The 'aloo dum' is here!

Who else wants more? Have all you will, okay, kids?

Are you hurt, child?

You want more? Please eat more.

Eat healthy, study well, it'll help you do well in life!

-Hello? -Please hurry to the hospital.

Why? What happened?

The kids fell sick after eating.

Please go and check.

Headmaster...

What happened?

The doctor says they fell sick due to food poisoning.

What do we do, Deepak? -Don't worry.

Pradip? -Sir?

-Take Headmaster back home. -Yes, sure. Come.

-Go. Don't worry, we're here. -They are here, come with me.

We won't tolerate putting the lives of kids in danger!

We won't tolerate!

-Shame on you, Headmaster! -Shame on you!

Call up Deepak.

-Shut down your school! -Shut it down!

This is not normal, Bibek.

How did the food get spoiled? -It's cooked at home...

Who cooked it?

I recruited the cook myself.

-Have his number? -Yes.

Call him.

He's not answering.

-We won't allow you to play with the future of these kids!

-We won't allow this!

-Headmaster, shame on you! -Shame on you!

-Shut down your school! -Shut it down!

-Headmaster, shame on you! -Shame on you!

Come fast!

Greetings, madam, I was forced to come.

-Sit.

What was so urgent that you had to come to my bungalow?

Will you still not take action?

This is why the public lost faith in the police.

You should immediately arrest that Headmaster.

Is he playing with the lives of kids?

Hey, your kids have been hospitalized. Tell madam.

Should we say what you asked us to say?

Just say the truth.

Tell her, go on!

-Yes, madam. -Fine, I'll look into it.

Come on.

(Sloganeering continuing)

-Hey, move aside.

Quiet!

-Give him a good time. -Leave it on me.

-Headmaster, are you home?

Open up... -Open the door!

What is it? You can't barge in like that...

Move aside. How are you, Headmaster?

Arranged a nice treat for the kids eh? Now, come.

I'll give you a treat in jail!

-Behave yourself! -Are you his lawyer?

-No, but he is a respected-- -Are you the lawyer? No? Shut up.

Let the police do their job. Headmaster, come.

You'll have a warm welcome in the jail!

Listen, I won't let you take him away.

What is his crime? -The law will decide that. Come.

You're not going!

-Wait. -Come on!

-Come along. -But he has done nothing!

-Come on. -How can you do this!?

-Headmaster, shame on you! -Shame on you!

(Sloganeering continues)

Go on, enter.

So, Headmaster?

Spent your life teaching, right?

Now rest peacefully for a while.

Birds keeps flying in and out of this cage

Headmaster...Birds keep coming in

Birds keep flying in & out

-I feel a bit hungry... -Hey, send in some prawn noodles.

-Two plates. Quick.

What will we do now...

-It rang out... -What happened?

-He's not answering. -What will we do now?

-I don't know!

-Does he have another number? -No...

Please answer!

Hey, cook! Come here!

Hey! Stop!

Get up!

Please let me go, sir! Please!

-We'll lock you up first, come! -No, sir...

Get up.

Let's go. -They'll kill me, sir!

Let me go, sir...

-Speak up! -Okay, okay, sir...

I didn't poison the food, sir.

Just added laxatives, I swear!

Who had ordered you to?

Chief, the Panchayat Chief.

I had taken a loan of 50,000 from him for my daughter's wedding.

-Let me go, please, sir... Please! -Shut up.

Let Headmaster go. -But why?

At it, sir.

You did not do anything wrong. We made a mistake.

Come.

Come. -Get inside! Come on!

Headmaster...

Get ready.

It's a long battle ahead.

Chief... the Panchayat Chief!

Panchayat Chief... for my girl's wedding...

I had taken a loan of 50,000 from him for my daughter's wedding.

I didn't poison the food...

Just added laxatives, sir!

We know you all are very worried.

But, have faith in me,

Headmaster had nothing to do with this. It's a conspiracy.

Headmaster really loves the kids.

We know, madam.

Our kids will be taught by the Headmaster.

That's what we came to tell you. -Headmaster, won't you teach us?

Louder, all of you!

Headmaster, won't you keep our request?

We won't be taught by anyone but you.

It's you who will teach us, Headmaster!

Headmaster...

Your students are calling you, won't you come and meet them?

Please come & hear them out.

Headmaster, the kids really need you.

-Headmaster, won't you teach us?

Yes...

I will teach you. I will.

I will teach all of you.

I will...

I will teach again, just for the sake of you all.

I will teach again!

People keep cheering!

The Chief is our favourite!

Ma, won't Lord Jagannath sit on that chariot?

No, dear, see, your dad is sitting there!

-But it's not 'Rathyatra' today! -We can't help it, dear...

-People keep cheering! -The Chief is our favourite!

-Who will win this election? -Of course Pradhan, who else!

-Who will win this election? -Of course Pradhan, who else!

-People keep cheering!

You know the condition of Dharmapur. People are scared to protest here.

If educated people like you don't stand up...

then people like Pradhan will keep committing crimes.

This is why you are needed.

Right.

Not for the politics.

But to clean up the filth in the political system.

If anyone can, you can. -Headmaster, please agree to it.

Please don't say no.

Since all you insist...

I agree to do it! -Good!

Long live Janardan Janatan Party! -Stop!

Oops! Right... -I have some terms.

I won't stand for any political party.

I will stand for the people.

Hello... Microphone testing...

Today... I have come to you here, to say something...

-What are you doing?

Nothing. Can't you sleep?

No...

Keep your eyes shut, you will fall asleep.

Can't sleep, can she!

Keep your eyes shut.

Did you shut them?

-Hmm. -You will fall asleep soon.

Are you sleeping?

Hello, hello... Microphone testing...

I want to say something to all of you.

My friends, elections will come and go.

But in Dharmapur,

Jatileshwar Mukherjee was the Panchayat Chief,

and he shall continue to be so!

(People cheering)

I've written a few lines, just memorize it and go.

-You wrote it? -Yes.

-Must've copied it from somewhere. -Read it out.

Okay.

'Distant deserts, mountains & rivers We have to cross it all

Oh travelers! Be prepared to rise and fall'

How is it? -Doesn't it seem familiar?

-You wrote this? -Yes.

Kazi Nazrul Islam wrote this.

-Did he now? -Forget it, listen to my speech.

-Sure, let's see! -Shut up!

How rare it is to vote here An election is so sudden!

But even in EVM voting Press the correct button!

Even worse! Forget about them.

Don't worry, just remember,

there should be a social message in your speech.

Say something like...

'And here I start...'

Your cow is calling for you.

I want my photos to be spread all over the village.

-Of course, sir! -Who else but you, sir!

-Not just photos! Use huge cut-outs! -Cut-outs!

A humble photo of mine at every crossing.

A humble photo!

-Everyone, listen up, Jotileshwar Mukherjee will always rule!

-I don't want my photos to be put up.

They've been drilling the trees of Dharmapur for 20 years.

To hang posters.

Not anymore.

Vote for our candidate, the Headmaster.

Vote for education!

(Sloganeering)

Remember, Headmaster's symbol is a book. Cast your vote on it.

-Who will win this time? -Who else but us!

(Sloganeering continues)

The Pradhan charges money to sign a basic certificate!

-People keep cheering! -Jotileshwar is the king!

Is it easy to get an admission in a hospital here?

Yet, the Pradhan & his family get VIP treatment there!

Panchayat Chief Jotileshwar Mukherjee is out campaigning!

Best of all, the book symbol.

(Sloganeering)

Politicians get the best security for themselves after they win!

But what about the security of your lives?

Knows nothing of politics, out to get your votes?

What a weird bloke!

-As Jibon Babu makes his way... -Jotileshwar shies away!

Nothing more to say, cast your votes, & buy Sweety's nighties!

Why do you forget to call your mother?

Ma, I am busy with work. The Panchayat election is coming up.

But still, can't you make one call?

-Give me the phone. -Talk to grandma.

Hello, grandson, are you standing for the election?

Grandma, why would I?

My landlord, the Headmaster, he's standing.

The Headmaster? Then I'll vote for him!

How will you? You don't live here!

People stand for elections from various constituencies.

And I can't cast my vote from two places?

Absolute anarchy!

Look at that part.

They just repaired this road recently. All wearing off.

What's wrong?

Sir, this road was inaugurated just a few days ago.

Look at its state.

The surface has already chipped and cracked.

See for yourself, sir.

Jotil Street.

Naming roads after himself while he's still alive!

You are right, sir.

Just a layer of concrete on the carpet.

One should learn how to trick others from the Chief.

Imagine, if the funds for the roads are being embezzled,

obviously this is how they'll turn out.

The State government sends funds on time. But your Chief...

eats it all up! -The election promotion has started.

The Panchayat election of Dharmapur is nearing.

And while he's campaigning, Dharmapur Village Panchayat Chief,

our favourite, Jotileshwar Mukherjee,

as you can see, is sharing a meal with the villagers.

-Click the pics quickly.

Enough photography...

He will eat now, excuse us.

-You may please go. -Uncle feels shy to eat in public.

-Okay. -Please go.

-Thank you.

I have only lost once in life.

Due to that Headmaster.

So, I want to uproot the plant before it grows into a tree.

Make sure that he's isn't even able to submit his nomination.

Elimination before nomination?

(Sloganeering)

Not even a fly should slip in.

A fly would be too big, even a mosquito won't get in.

Don't worry, we are here.

I am there too.

Please sit. Give me the application.

(Sloganeering)

-Ghutey? -Yes, uncle?

How many attended Headmaster's meeting?

Hardly 30 or 40 people, uncle.

There is a difference between masks and faces.

I am the real Pradhan of Dharmapur.

Let's see if your Headmaster makes it here.

He fears that his property may be seized.

You're still here? Your candidate already submitted his nomination.

Oh, it's you?

Greetings, Headmaster.

He will stand for the elections as an independent candidate.

He came to submit his nomination.

-Have a seat, Headmaster. -Go ahead.

Yes.

-Here. -Thanks.

Sign here.

-Where? -Below the page.

Thank you, Headmaster. -Bye.

How did the Headmaster file his nomination, Ghutey?

Wearing your mask, uncle.

If a mad horse runs too fast...

you should break his legs.

Teach him a good lesson on the day of the election.

So that he can never fight back again.

Hey, is he really your uncle?

He keeps slapping you! Are you scared to protest?

I'm used to it now.

Not me, my cheek is used to it.

-We studied so hard, sat for the toughest of exams.

Only then did we land this job.

Not to end up licking the feet of any corrupt politician!

Not to be a puppet in their hands.

The Panchayat election is tomorrow.

It's a challenge for each one of us.

Each and every voter in Dharmapur should be able to cast their vote.

The people will decide who will win or lose.

But we need to ensure that Democracy wins tomorrow.

Can you do it?

Sir!

-Where is your lucky charm? -Here it is, sir!

(Sloganeering)

'The strong-armed'

Jotileshwar Mukherjee has been winning, unrivaled, for 15 years.

This year, he has a competitor. The elderly Headmaster,

Jibon Kumar Sarkar.

People have lined up outside the booth to cast their votes.

The police is monitoring the spot.

The local Officer-in-charge is also here.

-Don't make a line here, move forward.

-The line has grown long already. The voters have arrived...

Sir, manipulating the voters is illegal, please tell him.

-Hell with your laws! -I'm not talking to you.

(Quarrel continuing)

-What is it? -He's signaling the voters.

-He just did it right now! -I did not!

You all saw me, tell him! -Yes, you saw him! Say it!

-Why would I...

-We can see that the present Chief Jotileshwar Mukherjee has reached

the voting booth.

Why did you stop?

You don't have to stand in line.

I will stand in line and vote.

Hey, go with her.

-Oh! Sir! -Sit.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 322, 4th page, down below.

-Give me your finger.

The election is happening at Dharmapur after 15 years!

The Panchayat Chief has cast his vote.

-Hello, Headmaster!

-Spare the formality. -Are you okay?

-Hmm. -Take care of your health.

And vote for the correct symbol, the one that will win.

No use wasting a vote, right?

-Headmaster, hello!

Sir...

Please see to it that people can vote unhindered.

We want a peaceful & free election.

Looking after that is our duty.

Can you handle it?

Police is doing their duty.

There was no election in Dharmapur for so long, but...

the election's happening this year.

Are you being able to handle that?

Yes.

Jotil or Jibon?

Jibon or Jotil?

Let's not complicate it.

Let's quietly vote for the book!

Bye!

People are crowding up to vote.

The police is quite strict too. What to do?

Well, give them something to feast on, it'll be sorted.

Go back or we'll break your bones!

Go back! All of you!

Yes?

Head Officer isn't in the area.

The coast is clear.

Hey, stop.

Someone's voting inside. -Enough voting, now get lost.

Sir, stop them! What the hell is going on!

Bro, enough of the games. Leave it up to us now.

Don't you touch me!

Leave it on us, for a peaceful election.

Good! We'll be done in two minutes!

Put those inside. I'll take care of this.

Bombings, fake votes! Absolute chaos at the Dharmapur election.

We're bringing it to you, live. See how the elections are going!

Fake voting going on! We're bringing it live, to your TVs!

I am the Head Officer of Dharmapur police station.

Please come forward.

Please cast your votes, you have nothing to fear.

Cast your vote yourself!

We are by your side. Don't have any fear.

Wait, go in one by one.

-All okay, no problem.

-Everything okay? -Yes, sir.

Boss, it's not going well. Too many voters.

If fake votes don't work then scare them.

Teach him a good lesson on the election day.

So that he can never put up a fight again.

-Dharmapur has been in chaos due to the election, since morning.

Bombings, unhindered fake votes.

So, even though it was all peaceful in the morning...

Hello?

I'm coming. Yes.

Bibek?

Problem at Nizam Colony.

Be here, I'll go & handle that.

I can't let you go alone, I will come too.

-Bibek...? -Please, sir.

Mr Dutta?

Yes, sir?

Take charge here, we'll go there.

Sure, sir.

Come.

Sir, no one is here.

I sense trouble, should I call for backup?

-Inform the police station. -Right, sir.

Hit him! Hit him!

Hit him!

Run!

Hey! Stop!

Run! Run fast!

Hey!

Hey, you! Stop!

Yay!

Uncle!

Happy birthday to Mamai!

-Hello, uncle, when will you be back home?

Bibek!

Bibek!

-Don't leave me, uncle!

Uncle...

Bibek...

Hey!

Bibek...

Anyone there?

Brother...

Brother!

I don't have anyone else...

Don't leave me... Don't leave me, brother...

Brother...

-Just a few moments more & the vote counting shall begin.

We are standing in front of the counting centre.

Supporters of both the candidates seem excited.

There's strict police posting outside the centre.

On one side, is the heavyweight candidate, a three time winner.

-Who will win this time?

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee of Bahubali Party.

He's already arrived at the counting centre with his supporters.

On the other hand, is the elderly Headmaster,

independent candidate, Jibon Krishna Sarkar, a first-timer.

Uh... Sir, I am the Headmaster's counting agent.

Sit.

-Write it down. -Okay.

Headmaster, did you forget everything?

The counting is about to start. Should I go?

Yes, go in, be inside.

-Here's my card. Can I go in? -Hey... Where are you going, bro?

-I have a card, I'm going in. -It's a hot day, go home.

Don't be Jotileshwar's lackey. Stop harassing me!

-Hey! I will slap you! -Don't you--

Shut up!

No chaos in Dharmapur today.

-Both the teams are at loggerheads meanwhile!

You can see the sloganeering going on.

But the police is holding the fort with strict security.

The counting shall soon begin.

Bengal is watching in excitement, who shall have the last laugh!

Sit.

Sit.

See, it's empty.

Okay.

First round of counting begins.

-Who will win the vote? -Who else but Pradhan!

-Who will win the vote? -Who else but Pradhan!

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Wait! You put it in the wrong box!

That's Headmaster's. You put it there.

Why are you talking? You know better than them?

-But then... -Sit down!

Do not shut us up!

This is cheating! -Calm down, what is this!

-Why did you interfere? -But this is cheating!

-You know better? -Don't create trouble here.

There are officers present. -Don't you get it?!

-Please sit down! Please!

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Why are you hitting him!

Please calm down.

-Sit, or you lose your life. -Calm down or we stop counting.

-Sit! -But this is wrong!

I won't tolerate this!

Sit. -Please sit.

-Any problem, officer? -No, sir, everything is okay.

Sir, we're being tricked!

Please tell them! -Calm down, I'll look into it.

-Please. -Calm down!

-Headmaster, don't worry. -Yes, don't worry.

I am here, I will take care of it.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Yes, keep it. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Put it there.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Hello, sir... Can you hear me?

-Sir? -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Sir...

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee. Give me.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

The first round is over.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee ahead by 150 votes.

Yes!

End of first round, Bahubali Party's Jotileshwar Mukherjee

is ahead with a margin of 150 votes.

You can see the supporters celebrating.

Let's wait and watch how the second round goes.

Can Jibon Krishna Sarkar make up for this huge gap?

Check it, it's empty.

-Second round of counting starts.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee!

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar. Here.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee!

-End of the second round.

A tough fight, a tense situation here!

Jotileshwar Mukherjee is ahead of Jibon Krishna Sarkar by 50 votes.

The gap has lessened! Yes!

-Only a difference of 50 votes.

Biggest question now: Who will rule the Dharmapur Panchayat?

Just one more round left, I mean the third round...

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Sorry.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -The Headmaster's catching up.

I think it's tough.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Open the bundles. I'll do this. -Yes, I'll count.

How about a power cut?

No. Show them my power.

Go.

Bishu!

Power cut!

This won't work. There's something fishy going on inside!

We won't tolerate this! Move! We will go inside!

We won't tolerate this! The police is covering it up!

Is this a joke?

The police cannot stop us!

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

He will kill me, boss!

Do you want to hit me? Go on!

I don't want to dirty my hands by killing a rat.

The ballot is much powerful than the bullet.

-Come with me. -Yes, sir.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Pass it to me.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

Hey! What the hell is he doing!

He's eating up the votes!

He ate up the damn votes, sir!

Okay, you sit.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Give it to me.

-This can't be allowed! You must take a step!

Sir, call in the police!

Police is coming.

-He's supposed to be with us! -Haven't I bought you already!?

Bengalis never can really be bought.

Or else Bibek (conscience) won't spare us.

-Traitor! -Hey!

How dare you hit me?!

-Throw him out! -Take that bugger away!

I'm supposed to be your brother! We're on the same side!

-Brothers, are we? -Just wait until we win!

I'll show you how it's done! -Get out!

-I will not spare any of you! -Get lost, you bugger!

-I'll throw you out of Dharmapur! -I have sinned enough! No more!

Start counting, sir.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jibon Krishna Sarkar.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Jibon Krishna Sarkar. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee. Pass it.

-Jotileshwar Mukherjee! -Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

Third round of ballot is sorted. Counting starts. Final result.

Jotileshwar Babu...

You have won.

-You've won! -Yay!

Boss has won!

Breaking news: Bahubali Party's Jotileshwar Mukherjee

has won! The Party workers, the supporters are celebrating!

They are beating drums, holding the flag of the Bahubali Party!

Our inside source says

Bahubali Party's Jotileshwar Mukherjee has won by just 6 votes.

As you can see the Party workers,

they have started celebrating!

Headmaster?

Bless me.

All good, bro?

After third round, Jotileshwar Mukherjee's count is

1507.

And Jibon Krishna Sarkar got 1501 votes.

Mr Jotileshwar Mukherjee, winning candidate of Bahubali Party,

has come out of the centre after the result was announced.

He is waving at the Party workers & supporters.

He is thanking, showing his gratitude,

to the people who have voted and made him win the election.

So? As I said...

I was here, am here, and always will be here.

Dharmapur has God above, and this Chief down here.

You were right.

The ballot is more powerful than the bullet.

-We have won! -Our Pradhan has won again!

-We have won! -Our Pradhan has won again!

(Sloganeering, cheering, continues)

-Who had the last laugh? -Pradhan, who else!

-Who had the last laugh? -Pradhan, who else!

(Sloganeering, cheering)

Headmaster?

Made a joke out of yourself, didn't you?

At this age... You may have forgotten it all.

But I remember everything.

Bye.

Take care of yourself, Headmaster.

We will meet somewhere else again, eh?

I knew this would happen.

This game is not for common people like me, Deepak.

There's no law in the country...

Filthy politics presides all over.

It's not your fault.

You tried your best.

You are not wrong.

Take care.

The results are out after a tough fight. And it is clear

that Headmaster Jibon Krishna Sarkar failed at his first attempt.

Meanwhile, a very different picture unfolding among Bahubali supporters.

Their joy knows no bounds!

Victory celebration on one hand.

While, you see elderly Headmaster Jibon Krishna Sarkar walk out slowly

from the counting centre, having lost. We're showing you this, live!

Sir... Sir, help! They are beating us up!

Sir, look what they did!

Sir... Please, help...

Sir...

Come, sir.

Why weren't these counted?

Uh, well, sir... um...

Start counting.

Get started.

One minute.

A request.

Sir...

Please count them yourself.

Sure.

Move aside.

Quick!

Jotileshwar Mukherjee.

1508.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1509.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1510.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1502.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1511.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1512.

-Breaking news, quite a few ballots have been recovered.

Ordered by the returning officer, they are again being counted.

In a few moments, we will learn of the final results.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1505.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1506.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1513.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1507.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1508.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1515.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1516.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1511.

Jotileshwar Mukherjee, 1517.

Headmaster stands no chance!

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1514.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1515.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1516.

Jibon Krishna Sarkar, 1517.

Now, the last ballot.

1518...

Jibon Krishna Sarkar!

Yay!

We have won!

The Headmaster has won!

Headmaster has won!

Yay!

Headmaster won, we have won!

A tough battle since morning, high tension, finally...

the results are out!

By a margin of one vote, Jibon Krishna Sarkar wins!

Defeating three-time winner Panchayat Chief

Jotileshwar Mukherjee by one vote, Headmaster Jibon Sarkar, wins!

You have won, Headmaster!

You have truly won!

Yay!

-Defeating three-time winner Jotileshwar Mukherjee,

Jibon Krishna Sarkar wins by one vote!

People love & support him. Their faith in him is clear!

You can see them celebrate on your TV screens!

One on hand, people are celebrating Jibon Krishna Sarkar's win.

While the Bahubali Party supporters are leaving the centre.

They are obviously, demoralized.

What an honest moment of joy!

Jibon Krishna Sarkar has won this election!

Applause, excitement, people's emotions, people's love...

They are showering him with it all!

It is proved that the people always wanted him.

Their decision has been reflected in the election result.

-Who is our Pradhan? -The Headmaster, who else?!

Ghutey?

Congratulations, Mr Pradhan.

Thank you, madam. It wouldn't have been possible without you.

Jai Hind!

-Finally, after 15 years there has been change in Dharmapur.

Headmaster's son realized his mistake & returned to his parents.

You are not like the usual police that I know.

Are you really the police?

Or someone else?

-Due to his crimes, Pradhan's abode now changed.

From the bungalow to the jail.

Meanwhile, Deepak Pradhan's address changed too.

He got another transfer.

-Take care, Headmaster.

-Stay well.

New posting is at Nandipur.

Leaving deep bonds of love & faith behind, a fresh new start.

This is how life goes on.

What remains with us is our Bibek (conscience).

So, come back

Come back like the storm soaring in the skies

Treat your defeat as a blessing in disguise

So, come back

Come back as the voice of fearless protest

Come, reflect the immense pain you've battled

Come, this world needs you once again

Even if I empathize with you How can I feel your pain?

It is you who must put it to words

How long will you bear the brunt of your pain?

Break the wall you've built

Help shall come to you

Go on, embrace your death But rise again from the ashes

See, if things have changed for the better

Drown to death Then, come afloat again

See, if the world has changed

So, come back...