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NALLAMALA FOREST AREA, AMARAGIRI MEHBOOBNAGAR DISTRICT

"As you pass by the Palamuru fort and reach the Nallamala forest"

"Watch her come before you that dainty beauty"

"Watch her come before you that dainty beauty"

Take the kid and go home. I will follow soon.

Where are you off to now?

Why do you drink everyday like a ritual?

You know she longs to see you as soon as she wakes up.

Just take her home. I will have a few sips and come.

"She doesn't even look back..."

Dad is going to bring you orange candy.

Go with mom and sleep quietly. Okay?

Okay, dad.

My precious child.

She has no problem. Get going now.

"She didn't even look back that dainty looking girl"

What’s up?

You look excited?

Are you going to win at least today?

Place your bet.

Hmm!

This one.

Luck is not in your favour but you will win, some day.

You are up to some foul play. That’s why you always win.

Is that so?

Fine.

Leave this game aside.

Let's play a new game.

I don’t want anything if you lose.

Give me this quarter rupee. That’s all.

If I lose,

There! You can have mine.

-I will get your ram for four annas? -Hmm.

Tell me about this game.

This midnight,

go to Devathala Gutta and flash this lantern.

Hey, move it.

It’s time to close the shop. It’s not safe these days.

You are a worker from another district who has come to reap paddy…

You have been here only for three months.

Not a soul has gone up that hill in the past 25 years.

And you are wagering on sending me there?

No!

You wanted my ram for four annas just like that?

That’s on you.

In that case, I will take Subbi and Obulesh with me.

Take whoever you want.

If you show this lantern, you have won.

Go.

DEPARTMENT OF POLICE, AMARAGIRI CAUTION - ENTRY FORBIDDEN

Hey…

I am scared, man.

Should we go back?

No!

Let’s go ahead.

Here, take it.

VIKATAKAVI

"May the hands be purified"

"Let me offer this to Lord Keshava"

"Let me offer this to Lord Narayana"

"Let me offer this to Lord Madhava"

"I bow to Lord Govinda. May the hands be purified."

It’s been twenty-five years since his son died.

He is still not over it.

He has stopped coming to the village.

God knows when he will recover from this.

"I offer the flowers"

"May there be cosmic peace"

"He who has countless heads, countless eyes countless legs and is beyond human mind"

Father-in-law…

Hmm?

The people of our village have come to talk to you.

Srisailam project is almost finished.

Very soon this village is going to be submerged.

According to Governament GO

the jobs and the compensation due to us haven’t been released yet.

You probably need to have a word with the minister.

Hmm.

I will talk to him.

-Sir… -Hmm.

Just bringing to your notice.

It’s been more than twenty-four years since we had the temple fair.

The Chaitra Pournami festival is approaching.

Please, keep our village in mind.

Maybe we should hold the fair at least this time

and light a sacred lamp at Devathala Gutta.

Many families in our village are already tormented.

They feel the Goddess who should be protecting us is in fact cursing us.

Under such circumstances, it’s better not to plan any fair, priest.

Let’s think about it next year.

Sir, the count has gone up to thirty-two.

Father-in-law, I will take care of it. You can proceed.

Hmm.

Sir, my husband too…

To the East of that Fort…

What’s in our king’s hands?

Except the pain of losing everything?

We need to join hands with the police and the government,

and resolve these issues ourselves.

Our people and our village…

We should protect them both at any cost.

Don’t worry about it.

We will find a way out.

We will find a way.

I got on your cycle thinking you were heading to the university.

But where are you off to Rama Krishna?

Hurry up, Rama Krishna. Sir is enraged with you.

Rama Krishna, it’s time for class.

Classes run every day, sir.

Murders don’t happen every day, do they?

Huh! Murders?

All his family is in Dubai.

He lives here alone with the workers.

Apparently, he is a close relative to Azamkhan sir.

We are under pressure from our higher officials.

Please crack this case quickly, Rama Krishna.

When Mr Sheikh was sleeping in this bed last night,

somebody was trying to steal something, which woke him up.

He tried to stop them.

Mr Sheikh recognised the intruder.

The thief realised he was recognised.

Picking up the fruit knife next to Mr Sheikh’s bed,

he stabbed him again and again.

Hey, Rama Krishna!

Is it a movie like ‘Gandi Kota Rahasyam’? Why add your sound effects?

But he managed to crawl four feet...

from here to the map there and marked Pakistan in blood.

Why would he do that?

This noise must have woken him up.

Huh?

If he hid something in his clothes…

Was it money or gold?

We’ll find out.

If he stole what’s hidden inside, the thief must be an insider.

How many workers are in this bungalow?

All of you! Tell me your names.

Ramulu…

Sultana…

Moizuddin…

Durgabai…

Qasim…

Yaqub…

Iqbal…

What do you say, Rama Krishna?

They are all innocent, sir. This is an outsider’s job.

Mr Sheikh got murdered in this bungalow.

There will be no work for you till we get to the bottom of this.

You can come when the police call you. Go now.

Huh?

-See you, brother. -Khuda Hafiz!

-Khuda Hafiz! -Khuda Hafiz!

BHAGYALAKSHMI JEWELLERS

-Salaam Alaikum, sir. -Huh!

Sir, when can I expect the money?

I will give you by tomorrow. Don’t worry.

I need it quickly, sir.

Police are suspecting us.

I must flee to Nanded.

Okay. I will give you by this evening.

-Alright, sir. -Hmm.

Huh!

I have come to meet a friend, sir.

Hmm.

We will put you behind the bars now.

-Hmm, move it. -Sir, sir…

-Hmm! -Sir!

-Sir… -Keep going.

My payment…

Meet me at the bungalow.

Sir, sir, sir… Leave me, sir. -Move. Move!

-Sir, sir, sir… -Go. Move it.

Sir…

-Hmm. -Hmm?

Two blows and he readily confessed.

How did you know it was him?

Quirk of fate! We have our own theory, sir.

Why don’t you tell me? I am curious.

Mr Sheikh recognised him.

I had a hunch he left us a clue through marking on the Pakistan map.

I threw a stone in the dark and it worked.

But how did you know?

Give me two paisa and I will tell you.

Hey! I am just a teacher, Rama Krishna.

For free?

You get your salary every month, don’t you?

Tell me now.

What did he say his name was?

Qasim.

Twenty years ago in Hyderabad, there was a Qasim Rizvi.

Any idea?

Hmm.. no.

Qasim Rizvi was a Razakar leader.

Stalling Hyderabad from joining the Indian union, he resorted to filthy crimes here.

After Hyderabad became a part of India, he was the first man to get banished.

Then he got back to Pakistan and died there.

To prompt his name, Sheikh sir marked Pakistan.

My goodness!

Got to be careful with you.

Let’s go.

Wait, sir. They need to pay me.

I have to buy a saree for my mom.

Inspector, how are you?

Very well, sir. Please come.

Salaam alaikum!

-Salaam! -Who is that?

Don’t you know him?

Take classes and go home to sleep.

I know nothing else.

Hyderabad politician, Azam Khan.

-One of the workers from the bungalow did it, sir. -Hmm.

-He has caught him. -Oh!

Rama Krishna, come. Come here!

Have we met before?

No, sir.

Oh…

I didn’t think you would find the killer so fast.

-Thank you. -Hmm.

-Khuda Hafiz! -Thank you, sir.!

Good job.

GADWAL SARIS

Help me find a nice sari, sir.

What would I know about saris?

Okay, what colour does your mother like?

Ah! Blue.

-Show us blue colour saris. -Sure, sir.

Sir…

-It is pretty, right. -Hmm.

-It’s good quality. -Huh?

-How much? -It’s thirty rupees, sir.

Huh? Are you joking?

-How can it be thirty rupees? -Yeah…

I will give you fifteen…

How can you pay only fifteen, sir?

Give me a better price.

Okay. To be fair on both the sides, I am ready to pay sixteen.

-You look educated, sir… -Final.

I am educated. That’s why…

-Rama Krishna! -Hey!

How much, brother?

Fifty rupees.

The situation in our village is not at all good.

The count has reached thirty-two.

-Sir… -Huh!

Ah! Sorry, sir.

I realised later that I didn’t pay. Come. Let's go, pay.

Oh, did you pay already? That’s good.

Keep quiet.

The way the shopkeeper looked at me, I wanted to drop dead.

Oh!

You are so smart!

Why would you steal?

Ah! I was not stealing sir.

It’s called ombrophobia.

Is it a disease that makes you leave without paying?

No, not at all, sir.

It’s fear of rain.

Oh! You are too young to have such a damned disease.

-Not me, sir! -Then who?

My mom.

Huh?

Mom? Mom!

Mom…

Mom…

Mom…

I am back.

I am right here. Everything’s fine.

Mom…

-I knew even as a child, -Mom! my mom is terrified of rain.

When the doctors saw her, they confirmed ombrophobia.

That’s why when it started raining, I had to rush, sir.

She had an attack last night too.

I admitted her in the hospital.

The money I get from helping the police…

and from other side jobs is for taking care of my mom, sir.

-Hmm? -Hmm.

I am not a douchebag to take money for free.

You remind me of a saying.

One who has no broth to drink, claims he owns the Golconda Fort.

-Rama Krishna… -Hmm?

There is something I want to share.

Tell me, sir.

I came to Hyderabad from the Nallamala region.

Before 1948, it was the dominion of Amaragiri.

We all hold our king in high regard.

He is like God to us.

Do one thing. Go there and meet him.

I will write a recommendation.

He will definitely give you money.

I don’t go begging for money.

Tsk! It’s not about money.

It’s for mom...

-and that’s not begging. -Then what?

We are facing a problem back home.

I firmly believe you can solve it.

Hmm...

Why don’t you go?

You can save your mom.

-Nallamala… -Hmm.

-Amaragiri… -Hmm.

Stop joking with me, sir.

Hmm?

How can I leave mom and go?

It’s time for the class. Let’s go…

Hear me out… Rama Krishna… Rama Krishna.

Didn't I tell you, Ramakrishna?

To be alert when it rains?

Sorry, sir.

Last night's shock gave her a heart attack.

How is she now, sir?

She is fine for now.

But she needs a surgery at the earliest.

There is no time. And it's very expensive.

Find a way.

How is mom?

What did the doctor say?

My mom is my priority, sir.

Every penny I save is for my mom.

They say she needs a surgery now.

Where do I get so much money from, sir?

You mentioned there is a problem in your village.

You said the king will pay me if I solve it.

-Where is it, sir? -Amaragiri.

Amaragiri…

Will you go to Amaragiri, Rama Krishna?

I will go, sir.

You proceed, Rama Krishna.

I will take care of your mom till you return.

Hmm.

HYDERABAD TO SRISAILAM

Where do you need to go?

Huh? Amaragiri.

My name is Rama Krishna.

I am from Hyderabad.

A student of Osmania University.

I was told Amaragiri has some problem and I am on my way there.

I am a detective.

I heard of conductor and a doctor. What is this detector?

Not detector. It’s detective.

I am sure your madam knows.

I unravel cases that are extremely hard to crack.

That’s why I am fondly called ‘VIKKATAKAVI’ in my university.

Er…

what is your name?

You are a detective, right? Find out.

Hmm.

Made a fool of myself.

We have to go straight from here.

Take a right and walk three miles to get to Amaragiri.

Oh…

Thanks for the lift, Ms. Lakshmi.

How do you know my name?

I told you I am a detective.

Some Mir Osman Rizwana had sent a card for your birthday.

It was lying under the front seat.

Hmm.

You are a student of Psychiatry, right?

Hmm?

You are reading “Sense and Logics in Psychology”.

18th century London psychologist written this book

Books like this are usually read by psychiatrists.

Giri, let’s go.

AMARAGIRI 3 KILOMETRES

We will find out soon what is happening.

If you stop working because your husband is ill,

what will happen to your child?

Come back to work from tomorrow. Go.

Okay, sir.

Uh...

“Most respected King!

My student, Rama Krishna, is very intelligent.

I have the faith that he can be of help with the problems our village is facing”

There is no problem here.

Professor said there was some problem.

I am a detective, sir. I can solve any kind of problem.

-In Hyderabad… -Hasty fellow.

He has misunderstood.

You may leave.

No, sir. You are hiding something.

Hey, who are you?

Who let you in?

Hey, kick him out.

Raghupathi…

He is a guest.

Offer him food and send him.

I am a detective.

-They call me vikkatakavi. You… -Go away.

You bloody fool.

Why did they kick me out?

Yadagiri Narasimha, all my dignity has gone to dogs.

I must go thrash the professor first.

As if he is a P. V. Narasima, he wrote me a recommendation!

I won’t step into this village in my life again.

Never.

Give me one tea please.

-Hmm. -And a bun too.

When is the next bust to town?

How can you expect a bus here, brother?

It is almost evening.

Wait for a while. You will get a cart.

You can take a ride to the town.

-Hmm? -Mm-hmm.

-Hmm? -Mm-hmm.

What do you want?

You told the king you could solve any problem, didn’t you, uncle?

I have a problem. Can you solve it?

This is what my life has come to.

What is your name?

Chitti.

What is the problem?

My dad has forgotten us, uncle. Can you help him remember?

Hmm.

What do you mean he forgot?

Yes, uncle. It’s been ten days.

My mom and I sit in front of him every day and cry.

Yet he doesn’t recognise us.

Really?

Yes, uncle.

My dad doesn’t come home,

and when I wake up at midnight, I get scared, uncle.

I want my dad, uncle.

-Mom! -Hmm?

In school today, my master asked me what I want to be when I grow up. -Hmm.

-I said I want to be a detective. -Oh!

I heard a detective can track missing people.

I will find dad, Mom.

I want my dad, Mom.

-O, brother… -Huh?

The carriage to the town is here.

Yadanna, please wait.

-This gentleman will go with you. -Okay.

Will you make my dad recognise me, uncle?

Get in fast.

Hey, brother! Are you coming or not?

It’s been many days, uncle, since I spoke to my dad.

Giddup! Heigh, move, heigh!

Where is your dad?

Come, uncle. I will show you.

Look through that window, uncle.

A few days ago, he went to the forest, uncle.

They say the forest makes you go crazy. And you forget everyone.