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Lord, if you gave me a child...

you should have given me the strength to bring him up.

I lost my husband and everything.

I have no support now.

Where can I wander with this innocent child?

Now you are all he has.

"Kanhaiya, you have to come!"

"And fulfill Your promise!"

"Be in Gokul or in Mathura"

"But please show me Your benevolent face"

"o dusky Lord..."

"just come and see how bereft your Dwarka is"

"The waters of Lamuna have also stood still"

"Everything has stood still"

"It is the same lanes of Kunj..."

"and the same gopis..."

"but nothing is the same without You"

"There is no cowherd for Your cows"

"Your possession is not taken care of'

"Many..."

"Kansa like people have surfaced..."

"and no home is free from evil"

Glories to Lord Krishna!

Raju, people give you money out of pity.

And you offer that money to God.

Baba, of use is this money to me?

All I crave is a glimpse of the Lord.

He is my parents and everything else to me.

He gives me a place to sleep on his steps and fruits to eat.

So of what use are these silver coins to me?

Are you repaying God for feeding you...

and taking care of you?

Baba, I don't make these offerings to please god.

Take the lord's offerings.

Lord, did you eat?

Can I also eat now?

Raju, now go to sleep.

Welcome, sir!

- Raju, how are you? - I am fine living in Shyam's shadow.

Mr Pandey, today I am going to sow the seeds for a new harvest.

So, pray with complete devotion.

As you please.

Ramu, ring the bell so hard...

that its sound can be heard for miles.

- Yes, sir. - Welcome, sir!

Mr Pandey, wait!

Come here!

There was a diamond in the peacock crown. Where is it?

Sir, I too saw it at night.

Then where did it disappear at the break of dawn?

Who would dare to steal from the temple?

- Who all were here at night? - Only Raju.

Sir, only Raju could have done this.

Raju, did you steal the diamond from the Lord's peacock crown?

Is one of the diamonds of my lord missing?

Don't try to act innocent.

I have always only concentrated on the lord's face.

It is today that I got to know that the lord is adorned with diamonds.

- It was. - Raju, if you have made a mistake, accept it.

Or sir will whip your skin.

If this is a what my lord wants...

then so be it.

Raju, don't provoke me.

You have grown up on this temple's offerings.

Tell me where is the diamond.

I swear by my lord, I am innocent.

- Then who stole this diamond? - How would I know?

- Oh! - Sir, don't hit an innocent devotee.

So, should I embrace him?

He has insulted the lord.

Sir, I don't agree with it.

I have been serving in this temple since the last 25 years.

And I have always got this feeling...

as if the lord resides in this temple only for Raju.

So then where did that diamond disappear?

I am a trustee of this temple.

And it is I who has to answer everybody.

Answer me.

Sir, I beg you to stop this.

Raju is a child of this temple.

- He is part of the lord. - All this is rubbish.

Get the diamond from him by morning or ask him to leave the village.

There is no place for thieves in this temple.

Don't cry, my child!

Am I a thief? Didn't you see that I am accused of theft?

What a friend are you?

I was being thrashed but you kept playing your flute?

You know that I am not a thief.

Then why didn't you tell the world?

I know you also want me to leave your house and go.

If you want to throw me out of the temple, ask me to do so.

Who is the world to throw me out?

Keep aside your flute and tell everyone that I am innocent.

Why are you silent? I never considered you an idol.

To me you have always been god.

All I know is how to pray.

Where can I go now? Tell me.

Alright, don't talk.

- Raju, you... - I will go.

He wants me to leave.

It is you who has broken this relationship with me.

I am going. Now, pray alone to the lord.

You will get enough money but not Raju.

Raju, there must be some good in your going away.

You go to Mathura.

Doesn't he reside in Mathura also?

- I will not go to Mathura. - Then go to Bombay.

My nephew stays there. Here is his address.

He will help you.

My child, keep this money for the journey.

Baba, will this money be enough all my life?

Don't lose hope. Your lord is just playing pranks with you.

Lust as he'd once done with Sudama.

Then see how he uplifted Sudama?

There was no Sudama or Krishna.

It must be a figment of some writer's mind.

Thief, return my belongings. There is an address in it.

See and walk.

That thief stole my belongings.

- Are you new to the city? - Yes.

- I've been recently exiled. - You seem to be troubled.

The lord Himself cast me away and betrayed my trust.

Now the great seer Ganesh Duttji will give a discourse.

Lord Shri Krishna has said in the 'Gita'...

It means those who serve the lord and chant his name...

with devotion and complete faith...

then the lord says He is responsible...

for all their belongings in this material world.

Sing unanimously...

glories to Lord Krishna!

Glories to Lord Krishna!

All this is lies. There is no Krishna, no god.

Who is he who is maligning the lord?

Hit him!

Calm down! Everyone go to your seats.

Child, you come to me.

Seer, he is an atheist. Then why are you calling him to you?

Nobody is an atheist in this world.

Only uninitiated.

And to enlighten people like him, the lord in every era...

has been incarnated in several human forms.

Like Lesus Christ, Prophet Mohammed, Shri Krishna...

Shankaracharya, etc.

And these incarnations had to undergo many trials...

to succeed in their mission.

So much so that they had to even sacrifice their lives.

This child also has doubts.

And it is my duty to clear them.

Child, I'll explain to you if god exists or no.

God doesn't exists.

If I ask you a few questions, won't you answer me?

Don't ask me anything about god.

About the seasons? How many types of seasons exist?

- Four. - What are they?

Summer, winter, spring and autumn.

Summer, winter, spring and autumn.

- What are their forms? - Forms?

In what form have you seen them?

Seasons have no form.

But you do experience them?

Yes, I feel hot during summer and cold during winter.

It means despite not seeing a thing you can experience it?

Similarly God is a power that you can't see...

you only experience it.

Seer, I experienced enough but what did I get?

You experienced but didn't get anything.

It means you were not always an atheist.

But are angry with god over something.

- What else can I do? - In which form do you worship Him?

I was a devotee of Shyam. Since childhood, I've been serving him.

I swept the temple floor and ate only the temple offerings.

His name was always on my lips.

I considered him to be my friend, my master.

But he forsook me.

- You fail to understand. - I'll explain.

I was accused of theft in that temple.

That I stole the diamond from the lord's crown.

Your heart also melted on hearing my tale.

But the lord didn't melt and refused to help me.

He didn't help you because the lord wanted to test you.

Lust as children give exams in school to go to higher classes...

so too in this world also god tests every human-being.

Child, this world is the highest level of school.

And it's tests are equally difficult.

Only those who pass this test...

can become one with the lord.

Gold ornaments are made only when gold is melted in the fire.

Soiled clothes are heated only then do they shine.

You can get close to Him only after these trials.

And only then can you understand his ways.

He has not forsaken you.

He doesn't forsake any living being.

He protects everyone from an insect and a worm to a child in the womb.

Child, so don't have room for any doubts in your mind.

And like a true devotee face all the trials and move ahead.

If there is any sincerity in my years of penance...

then I assure you...

that your Shyam will surely help you.

And if He won't, I'll wipe off this sandalwood paste from my forehead.

Pardon me. In my ignorance I have made a grave mistake.

I have maligned god.

- Please pardon me. - Get up, child.

Repentance is the atonement for sin.

Never lose faith in the lord.

Narangi, what is the price of apples?

- Rs twelve a dozen. - But the market price is Rs 9 a dozen.

Those apples must be like you.

My apples are young. I don't sell rotten goods.

Alright, give me half a dozen.

Give Baba six healthy young apples.

Murti has shut his shop during peak business hours.

I was a fool to buy these shops on hire and lease them.

How will he pay my rent if the shop remains closed?

Do you do smuggling that you shut the shop and sit inside?

I didn't do any business by keeping the shop open.

So I decided to shut the shop and try.

Will you pay my last month's rent or no?

I'll pay as soon as I make a sale. Yours is the first shop.

Whoever comes you lighten their pockets.

So who will come to my shop?

Murti, learn to do business.

You need advertisement to sell your product.

Hoteliers sell their food by having cabaret shows.

Shops sell garments by advertising with girls.

Films are sold by advertising the hero and heroine on either side...

with a tree in between.

Stop making pictures of gods and goddesses.

People demand much more than this.

People remember god at home also so why will they buy pictures?

As long as their is suffering people will buy pictures of gods.

I'll see how long your fruit shop makes a profit.

Sex and fruits are seasonal.

The client's mood changes after a while.

Murti, you always speak harsh words with me.

Sir, what do you want?

- You do your business, I'll go. - Where are you going?

Perhaps this customer also stopped to see you.

Don't I have to take care of my business?

You have readymade customers.

Even if you sell peanuts as almonds, people will buy.

So why are you jealous?

Don't take all this seriously. What do you want?

There are many forms of Krishna.

Rs three with frames and Rs one without frames.

What are you thinking? God is not expensive for Re one.

Yes, I'll come some other time.

You are my first customer of the day.

I don't have so much money.

- How much money do you have? - Fifty paise.

For that much money, I can give you Lord Krishna's childhood photo.

I stayed hungry to save this money for the lord's picture.

I haven't seen fifty paise since two days.

- I hope you haven't lost it. - No, I got my paper also.

- Please read it. - First the fifty paise.

Mr Ram Murti, picture shop, 127, Menon Street.

127? You are making a fool of me for fifty paise?

You are asking me for my address. I am Ram Murti Pandey.

- Are you Mr Pandey's nephew? - Yes, my uncle is a priest...

in a Krishna temple at Basantpur.

And I am a pauper here.

- I have been looking for you. - Are you from the police?

No. I am Raju and I've come from Basantpur.

I was waiting for you. Uncle wrote a letter.

- What did he write? - I forgot that.

Let's go home, read the letter and eat something.

You are hungry since two days. Narangi, close the shop.

You chant the lord's name as kids recite tables.

This chant washes away all sins.

You mean you have first to sin?

Sinners and sages both chant.

So it means sinners and sages are brothers?

Sinners chant so that god washes their sins.

And a good person chants so that god saves him from sinning.

Look, Raju, you've come to the city to look for a job...

or to give discourses?

I, a mere mortal, what discourses can I give?

I can only pray...

to earn a decent living.

You can earn a decent living with your hard-work.

I'll talk to Narangi and get you a job.

Well done! You sold the entire cartload on the first day itself.

You look like a fool but are hardworking.

Here is Rs three, your commission.

Look, Raju, this is your first earning.

Give it to Murti.

How are you, brother Raju?

Here is my first earning.

- Have you given with a true heart? - Yes.

And on Narangi's behest.

You have already started dancing to your sister-in-law's tunes.

This is my first earning, so just give me ten paise.

- For peanuts? - No, I'll light incense sticks for my Shyam.

Coming, Narangi.

- Give my rent. - I don't have money.

- What is this? - It's itching.

- Itching, eh? - This is Raju's money.

I got him a job on your recommendation to retrieve my rent.

How business minded! You give from one hand and take from the other.

Give me twenty paise. Raju wants to light incense sticks to god.

Take this.

Rama, you are too much. I've been waiting for you since so long.

- Where were you? - Savitri, come home, let me relax.

- Did you have a race? - Hear me out.

My sister suddenly came from her in-law's house after many days.

We got talking and I forgot about my appointment with you.

And as soon as I remembered I took my cycle and came.

I drove fast and at the turn almost collided with a bus.

I braked. Had god not saved me...

I'd have been dead today.

You have to drag god in everything.

You used your brains and so avoided the accident.

Where did god come between your cycle and the bus?

You are swayed by the new generation wave.

You want to use your philosophy in everything.

Where is Renu and the rest of the gang?

Ladies, I'm a traveler and have come walking from a pilgrimage to Benaras.

I am starving. Please feed me.

God will help you pass in your exams.

Rama, don't give him anything.

He looks like a fraud.

Had he come walking from Benaras he'd have blisters on his feet.

Sage, do you think by applying vermilion and wearing a necklace...

anyone can become an ascetic?

If with your blessings, your god can make us pass...

then can't he feed you?

Ladies, wait!

- My money? - What is the matter? Why are you laughing?

- We were eating apples. - But I am poor man.

- Give me money. - Did these girls steal your fruits?

No, they snatched it.

- Why are you all laughing? - Let them laugh.

But ask them to give my money.

These fruits are not mine. I work for someone on daily wages.

I get one rupee if I sell fruits worth ten rupees.

Why are you troubling a poor man? Give him his money.

We have never paid for fruits. Then why set a precedent today?

- How much do they owe you? - Ten rupees.

- Here. - May god bless you!

Again god! I wonder why people harass god so much.

Let's go.

Lord, with your grace, I am going to buy mango orchards.

Be with me.

All that I have is because of your grace.

And it will be who will always be giving me.

Lord, your devotee had come to you.

You saved my life.

No. Who am I to say your life?

This is the lord's miracle.

Take this.

Wait! What is your name?

- What do you do? - I sell fruits to make a living.

- Are you alone? - No, my lord is with me.

Despite being his devotee you sell fruits.

Are you so poor?

I am not poor. My wealth is a glimpse of my lord.

- Take this? - What is this?

It is a small gift of Rs 10,000 from me.

What will I do with it? Make a temple with this money.

My lord fulfills all my needs.

That's fine but you have helped me.

Had you not come on time, this epileptic fit would have killed me.

Or seeing me unconscious someone would have stolen all my money.

Take it. You make your life with this.

My lord will make my life.

Look, the lord came in your form to save me.

So too probably god has come in my form to relieve you of your poverty.

- Take it. - No.

If you have any doubts then ask your lord.

Come.

- Ask him. - Lord, one of your devotees is tempting me.

What right do I have over this wealth?

The lord has answered your question.

The lord has given permission. Take it.

This is a delicate situation.

What shall be done? Look, the lord was fond of butter.

So let's start a shop of milk, butter, curd and clarified butter.

I'll go and buy buffaloes with this money.

We won't sell butter made from buffalo milk.

Gopal was fond only of mother cow.

We'll sell butter made from cow's milk.

Raju, with money you have acquired brains also.

Alright, we'll put a big board tomorrow.

- Will I get clarified butter here? - Sir, didn't you read the board?

This shop belongs to Raju, a Krishna devotee.

There is no adulteration here.

We have our own cows and personally supervise to their milking.

And we personally set the curd.

We personally supervise the process of making butter...

and clarified butter.

And if the customer is known to us...

we go to his house to see...

if he's mixing any adulterated clarified milk to our pure one.

Alright, give me a tin of four kilos.

Here and count Rs 60 and give it to the boss.

Boss? No, He is everyone's boss.

Give me one kilo of clarified butter.

- Pardon me, but... - We don't sell one kilo.

But come with me and I'll get you one kilo from our smaller shop.

Welcome!

Why are you so late?

"Glories to Nandlal!"

"Lord, you are my master".

- How are you? - I'm sorry...

I couldn't send milk to your diary for a few days.

Because some cows have fallen sick.

And I want to buy a few more cows.

I am a poor man and couldn't arrange for the money.

Don't worry; take as much money as you want from the manager.

- Tell him I have said so. - Thank you!

- Yes, auditor? - We've to pay Rs 1,50,000 income-tax to the

government. Pay it immediately.

- Yes? - Sir, I am the manager of the landlord of Haripur.

The landlord's daughter is getting married.

We want ornaments worth Rs 2,00,000 within fifteen days.

- You will get it within a week. - Okay.

I'm sorry, you had to wait because of me.

My prayers took long. Please sit, teacher.

You didn't come home since a week.

I was busy arranging a match for my young daughter.

With great difficulty, I found a nice family.

The boy is also good but their demands are high.

I am a poor man. I approached all my friends...

but they all refused.

Teacher, when I am there why did you have to go to others?

You can take as much money as you want from me.

Son Raju, I am as such under your obligation.

I don't want to trouble you further.

This is no trouble.

Have you favored me any less. I was a rustic.

And it was you who educated me.

You are my teacher. The money will reach in the morning.

But along with the money, you will have to pay the interest.

Thank you. But if you don't mind, can I clear one thing?

- What will be the interest? - The interest will be...

that you won't tell anyone that you borrowed money from me...

for your daughter's marriage.

Your daughter is my sister.

So please accept this small token from a brother.

Start the preparations for the marriage.

"There will be food and drinks aplenty...

for brother's marriage".

"Sing, dance and make merry".

"Rich people have come for the marriage...

with heave paunches".

"They will lay their hands on whatever they find".

"And will eat a week's meal in a day".

"Marriages take place only once".

"So eat to your heart's content".

"The groom is so handsome...

as if the moon is shining on the mare".

"The bride in the veil looks as beautiful...

as the lightening hidden behind the clouds".

"Both are just waiting for the people to leave".

"So they can hug each other".

"Come, friends!"

Raju, you got my daughter married with such pomp...

I don't have words to express my gratitude.

Children, touch his feet.

May god keep you both always happy!

Please show me this.

Make the bill.

Thief! Thief!

- Don't you dare touch me! - Return the necklace.

Don't you know my name is Lagga?

- I've committed six murders. - That is not my concern.

- Return me the necklace. - Take it if you dare.

The police is chasing him since long.

Lagga, first give the necklace.

Hurry up!

Come with us to the police station to lodge a complaint.

You leave, I'll follow in my car.

Raju, now your life is as much...

as the days I'll be in jail.

Come!

- Are you the owner of that shop? - Yes.

- I think you didn't recognize me? - Not at all.

- You too had once done me a favor. - I?

A few years ago when I sold fruits...

some of your friends stole fruits from my cart.

And you paid for it.

Yes, I remember. But the fruit cart to the jewellery shop!

How did all this happen so soon?

Do you want to know?

My friend is a magician. He brought about this miracle.

- A magician? - You won't understand.

Goodbye!

Can't you see?

Those who until yesterday bought fruits from my shop and sold...

are today roaming in cars.

And look at my destiny! I'm selling peanuts.

Narangi, you must be happy at other's progress.

God gets angry with jealous people.

He makes some paupers and some rich!

Take Raju for example!

That chit of a man has reached so far in life.

Narangi, I know the secret of Raju's prosperity.

- Then tell me. - Really?

Raju prayed to god with absolute devotion.

He lit incense sticks daily in the Krishna temple.

The lord was happy.

A rich man came who got an epileptic fit there.

Raju gave him an iron rod to hold and his life was saved.

Out of happiness he gave Raju ten thousand rupees.

- Ten thousand? - With that money he started a shop for clarified

butter. And the rest is history.

You know that I helped Raju in his bad days.

Today I've fallen upon bad days.

Murti, can you tell Raju and get me some money?

There is only one way to get money out of Raju.

He is Krishna's devotee. Go to him...

and tell him that you beheld the lord in your dreams.

And ordered you to take money from Raju and start life afresh.

I won't give you the money.

Brother, when Lord Krishna appeared in Narangi's dreams and...

asked her to borrow money from you then how can you refuse?

Murti, the lord is in every breath that I take.

Every fibre of my being prays to him.

When after such devotion also He didn't appear in my dreams...

then how can He appear in Narangi's dreams, Murti?

If Lord Krishna wanted to help Narangi...

why would He appear in her dreams?

He would appear in my dreams.

If someone comes to me and says that he is in trouble...

then I'd surely help them.

But if someone tries to cheat me...

that too taking my Lord's name...

I won't get conned by them.

Brother Raju, I never wanted to lie.

It was Murti who asked me to say so.

Brother, please forgive me.

So you agree that you lied?

That's all. Now it is not only my duty to help you...

but it is right also.

Besides you are the cause of my first earnings.

I can never forget that favor.

A person who forgets a favor is the greatest sinner.

Will Rs 2000 be enough?

- Rs 2000 for each of us will be fine. - Shut up!

Earlier also you ruined my chances.

Brother, give as much as you deem fit.

Narangi, take ten thousand rupees.

Don't take it as a loan...

but it your own money.

And if in future you ever need money...

for work then speak the truth and take it.

Philanthropist!

Who are you? I am hearing this word after very long.

Did you forget me? I am Raju, the slave of your temple.

The thief of the diamond of the lord's peacock crown.

Raju, don't embarrass me.

I realized my foolhardiness after you left.

The next day the diamond was found in a coconut at the lord's

feet. - Forgive me, Raju.

- What is this you are doing? You are begging to a slave?

God bless you. Son, I've heard that you have become a big man.

Today I am pleased to see that you really are a big man.

You must come to my house.

But son, I came here to meet my daughter.

She studies in a college here.

My car broke down on the way so I had to stop.

- I plan to leave today itself. - Sir, the car is repaired.

- Sir, please come to my house. - Alright!

- My humble abode is at Shyam Niwas, Lawahar Road. - Alright.

- I'll come after a while. - Thank you!

Lord, brother Raju lit incense sticks worth only ten paise.

And you made him rich.

Now I've brought incense sticks worth Rs 10,000 for you.

Lord, now you decide how much money I should get.

Come, child!

He is Raju.

And she is my daughter Savitri.

I know him very well.

- How do you know him? - I'll tell you later first come in.

Do you want anything?

- What happened? - Nothing.

- Then why this cough? - It is fake.

There is nothing fake in this house, so no fake coughs also.

Son, do you still remember me by that old name?

Child, when he stayed in the village...

he'd address me by this name.

Child, why are you not eating?

I ate enough, father.

- Eat some sweets. - No. Your talks are so sweet...

that I don't need sweets.

- A little. - Alright, keep it.

I have taken this decision after a lot of thinking.

Philanthropist, you know that I am an orphan.

Nothing is known about my parents.

I grew up in the temple ringing the temple bell.

How can I compare myself to you?

Son, wealth and prosperity is the lord's grace.

Anybody can get it anytime.

And if the lord wills, then wealth...

and prosperity can be lost anytime.

A man's deeds and his clean mind...

are a person's true wealth.

And this is the wealth which once got...

can never be lost.

And I don't have this wealth as much as you have it.

Try to recollect that incident...

when I accused you of theft and threw you out of the village.

Today the time has come...

when I must atone for it.

I have decided to get my daughter married to you.

Savitri, can I ask you a question?

How did you agree to marry a man like me...

after being born to such rich parents?

What are you saying?

A man who on the strength of his hard word can achieve something...

such a man is worthy of worship.

You have fulfilled all the dreams...

I had weaved for my life partner.

Savitri, only hardwork is not required to become successful.

You need the lord's grace also.

Whatever I am today is because of my Lord Krishna's grace.

Don't talk such things.

Before marriage I had made a vow...

to visit the temple in my village with my wife after marriage.

- So let's... - Pardon me...

but I can't come.

Instead tonight my friends have invited us for a party...

to celebrate our marriage.

You will have to accompany me.

Savitri, I am asking you to come to the temple.

And I am requesting you to come for the party.

So you give priority to parties over god?

I never said that.

The doors of a temple are always open.

You can go there anytime.

But it is impolite to accept a dinner invitation and cancel.

Don't make me fall in my friend's eyes.

They will not understand all this.

Look, your god can forgive you.

But my friends will never forgive me.

You can pray to god in your mind also.

Why go so far to the temple for something that can be done at home?

Stop it, Savitri.

Don't anger my god further.

I just want to know if you will come with me to the temple or no?

Pardon me but I won't be able to come.

You are my god.

And I can see you.

So why should I believe in a god...

whom not only me but nobody has seen?

Savitri, are these really your thoughts?

Is my wife telling me all this?

A husband and wife's relationship is eternal.

They should have the freedom to speak their mind.

Why put up a facade?

You know that my father is the trustee of the temple.

But till today I have never stepped into that temple.

Please don't misunderstand me.

You can follow your path.

And I will follow my path.

- Priest, where is Mr Pandey? - Who Pandey?

My Baba, who for years has been the priest of this temple.

He left the temple a few years ago.

He left! But why?

I heard a few years ago someone called Raju lived here.

The landlord insulted him and threw him out.

The next day Mr Pandey also left.

My lord, my friend, my master, Your Raju has come.

I have come in the clothes I left in.

Had I dressed up and come, would You have liked it?

Would I show off to one who has given me everything?

In your presence, even kings and emperors are beggars...

then who am I?

I have brought this gold crown for you.

The gold is yours but the devotion is mine.

"Chant Radhe Krishna"

"What else is divine?"

"Your name...

is the solution to all problems".

"Lose yourself to the lord".

"Devote yourself to the lord...

and make your heart His seat...

and lose yourself to the lord".

Fire!

I've burnt to ashes these incense sticks worth ten thousand rupees.

Now this is my last packet.

Don't trouble me more and fulfill my wish.

He's come. I won't leave him.

Take this.

He went away!

So much money?

So much of money!

You do answer prayers maybe late but never deny it.

How were your prayers? Did it go off well?

Only I know the peace I get from prayers.

- How was your party? - An accident took place.

A fire broke out and ruined our fun.

How is Krishna connected with the accident?

Why argue when you have no faith in god?

This is the lord's offerings. If you want to eat, do so...

or keep it in the prayer room.

- Are you Narangi? - Shut up! I am Ms Narangi.

Actually it was below my dignity to come to such a cheap market.

But I came to ask after my old acquaintances.

Mr Ramchandra, come here.

How is business?

Business is bad an I'm neck deep in debts.

Why are you worried when I'm there.

Take this. Money begets money.

- Narangi, do me also a favor. - Don't you dare call me Narangi.

I am Ms Narangi. Get lost!

- Ms Narangi, give me something. - Yes, you called me Ms Narangi.

- I haven't paid the shop rent for six months. - Take this.

Address me respectfully. I'm no longer that old Narangi.

Why, what happened?

Talk to me respectfully.

- I am a millionaires now. - How come!

Where did you get these clothes from...

and this bird's nest on your head?

Until yesterday you were in an ascetic's garb...

and today you look like a film heroine.

How did all this happen?

All this is the lord's grace.

You must have conned him also.

Look, my time is getting over.

Don't waste my time. Murti, I've so much wealth...

that I can't take care of it.

Will you become my secretary?

Yes. You are fourth pass and still can't speak proper English.

- Will you? - What work will I have to do?

Maintaining accounts.

- Maintaining accounts? - Yes and buying cosmetics and toiletries.

And take the post-card of those who come to meet me.

Alright, I get it. But what will be the salary?

Two meals a day, a good bath-room to stay...

and fifteen hundred rupees.

- Fifty or hundred? - Can't you understand English?

- Five hundred rupees. - Five hundred rupees.

Will I get some advance?

Take this Rs 500 and go make a new suit.

Come to my bungalow in a suit.

If you keep chanting god's name all the while who'll do your work?

Savitri, allow me to take His name who's given me name and fame.

You have slogged day and night to make a name.

But it is god who gave the strength to slog.

Savitri, it is man's duty to work.

But it is in his hands to give the fruits.

If the watchman takes care of the master...

won't the master also do the same?

I can never win an argument with you.

But I know...

that you will have to come to the dining room for dinner.

God will not put food into your mouth.

- Why not? - Talks won't help.

If god can fill the coffers of a man like me...

then if He wants he can feed me here itself.

Then call out to him.

- Sir! - Yes?

Sir, I got my son married.

As the marriage was in the village, I couldn't invite you.

Please accept these sweets.

- A million congratulations! - Thank you!

Did you see? God fills his devotee's stomach here also.

If a parrot sitting on a mango tree throws a mango at someone...

it shouldn't be mistaken as god's gift.

Coincidences are not called divinity.

Lord, you have spread awakening all over.

But your this devotee can't enlighten his wife.

Those people who tried to enlighten atheist's about you...

must have faced so many trials.

Do policemen come to stitch their uniforms here?

Have you come after duty to buy clothes?

We haven't come here to buy clothes.

You must be thirsty so have come to have a cold-drink.

Hurry up and order some cold-drinks.

Or they'll get your boss arrested for smuggling.

- Extend your hands. - Do you know palmistry also?

See and forecast my future.

Your stars are changing. Constable, handcuff him.

- He is innocent. - I'm saying it for you not him.

The owner of the shop has called us here.

The notes that you gave him were counterfeit.

Counterfeit money!

Welcome, aunt!

Take back your money.

Wait! What's wrong with my money that you all are returning it?

Narangi, if you wanted to play a prank...

you should have done it with Murti. He's a bachelor.

- But we have families. - But what is the matter?

- Where is Murti? - The police has arrested him.

Come here!

Narangi, you've come. You should have come here before me.

But they brought me first.

Who is the police to bring me here?

- I came here on my own. - Now I am convinced.

- Narangi, did you give me those notes? - Yes.

Officer, note her statement. I free myself.

- Not yet. - Do you need bail?

- Don't open the bag. - Money is not more important than you.

Officer, how much do you want? Ten thousand, twenty thousand...

thirty thousand or fifty thousand?

Officer, same notes.

You arrested me for five notes.

Narangi has so many notes. Will you hang her for this?

- Murti, he's telling you. - I am already standing.

- Madam, you stand up. - I?

Tell me who gave you these counterfeit notes?

Counterfeit notes? Oh lord, these are counterfeit notes!

I worshiped you with real notes.

And in return you gave me counterfeit notes.

Narangi, the fruits of fake worship will be counterfeit notes.

Shut up!

Sir, the leader of the gang manufacturing fake notes is nabbed.

- He is that man. - Officer, it is him.

- Have you seen this girl? - Yes, sir.

When I was running from the police I took refuge in a temple.

I slipped on a banana skin and fell.

I thought you got an epileptic fit...

so I came towards you with an iron rod.

- Constable, put this man behind bars. - Yes, sir.

You both can go.

But if required you will have to come for testification.

It's midnight. Now go to sleep.

Don't you know I'm reading the Bhagwad Gita?

You can read it later.

Don't you get bored reading the same book everyday?

Savitri, you drink tea daily. And eat three meals a day.

You wake up in the morning and sleep at night.

Do you get bored of this routine?

What is life without eating and sleeping?

So too my life is meaningless without reading the Gita.

This is not a novel that can be read and discarded.

The more you read it the better you understand life.

Lust as eating, sleeping and waking up is connected to life...

so too reading the Gita is connected with the lord and the soul.

Again sermons. Nobody has either seen god or the soul.

- Will you read till morning? - I'll read until I get sleep.

I am very sleepy. Please come.

It isn't necessary for you to keep awake for me.

- You go and sleep. - Alright!

- Are you hurt? - What was to happen to me?

Why are you trembling?

A goon attacked you with a knife.

Attacked me?

He attacked you but this book?

I was reading the Gita when I fell asleep.

The Gita was on my chest.

Had I not woken up, that goon would have attacked you again.

It was my good fortune that you...

My lord will protect me.

The Gita shielded me from the attack...

and saved my life.

- Or your husband... - Don't say such things.

Now go to sleep.

Man sleeps and god keeps awake.

Until He wills otherwise nobody can harm anybody.

How I wish somebody could have teared my heart apart...

but not attacked my Bhagwad Gita.

- Sir, a saint has come to meet you. - Saint?

- Seer! - Get up, child.

Please sit.

Today is such an auspicious day that you came to my humble abode.

When He willed, I came.

Besides, I wanted to meet you also, son.

Sage, I looked high and low for you.

And seeing you here suddenly today, I am elated.

It was you who guided me correctly towards god.

Today my lord has made me prosper so much.

It is all His grace.

Son, do you re-collect I once told you...

- that the lord is a slave to his devotees. - Yes, I remember.

But when I saw 'Shyam Niwas' written outside your house...

I was very happy.

Now Shyam resides not only in your house but your heart also.

I can see that you are totally devoted to your lord.

Sage, your preachings helped me.

The lamp of faith that you lit within me...

has brightened my life.

I don't have words to sing your glories.

Son, glories are sung of the lord not of a mortal.

And I am just a speck in this material world.

That day when you met me you were in darkness...

do you remember I told you that if you repose your faith in the lord...

he will surely come to your help.

Gurudev, you were right. All this is the lord's grace.

I have a flourishing business and there is no dearth of wealth.

And I have a nice, beautiful wife.

If you don't mind, I'll bring her to you.

With your blessings her life will also become complete.

Bring her.

People say that science is making people atheist.

It is so heartening to know...

that good people like Raju still exist...

who have surrendered themselves completely to the lord.

Savitri, come, a great soul has come to our house.

He is a great saint.

Come and touch his feet and seek his blessings.

I am not interested in touching any saint's feet.

- He's not an ordinary man. - So what happens?

A man doesn't become great by chanting and applying ash.

Talk softly. Your words will hurt him.

It makes no difference to me.

Look, you keep all this to yourself.

Lust come once and meet him.

I can give my life on your one indication.

But I can't believe in this blind faith.

Child, I heard your and your wife's conversation.

But don't despair.

A husband wife relationship dates back to several births.

Consider this difference of opinion...

as a flaw of the material world.

One day fate will bring your thoughts closer.

Lust as one day you lost faith in god...

and you atoned for that mistake.

So too Lord Krishna will one day clear all your wife's doubts.

Because of your whim, a great soul left my house dissatisfied.

I couldn't even serve him.

If he is a true saint why does he need you to honor him?

Had you told me an elderly person has come...

I'd have come and touched his feet.

But I don't want to apply the dirt from the saints's feet on my

forehead. Savitri, the feet which you

call dirty... have become dirty in the

pursuit of god. You are my wife. And the man

whom your husband respects... it is your duty to respect

that man. My duty is to only respect you.

You are my husband and are responsible for me.

If there is a god for me then it is you.

Had I been your god, wouldn't you have obeyed me?

I can place my head on your feet several times in a day.

But I won't bow down to a stranger only because...

he is wearing sandalwood paste and is an ascetic.

Pardon me but you see god even in beggars wandering the streets.

Savitri, you are a fool.

The man I consider a saint, you call him a beggar on the streets!?

If our thoughts are so different...

peace and happiness can never prevail in this house.

At times I wonder that in this age of technology...

there are people like you also who believe in old dogmas.

It is because of such people...

that the world is what it is.

You are surrounded by illusions. You have traumas.

And you remember those illusions and fear as god.

- Is illusion and fear god? - What else?

Like you always say...

that god is everywhere...

- isn't it an illusion? - Then tell me a place where god doesn't exist?

You tell me a place where god exists.

There is no place where god doesn't exist.

God exists even in this paper.

- Why are you laughing? - God exists in this paper also!

Yes, it was made and will be destroyed only by His will.

This is also one of your illusions which has no basis.

This is a fact and not my illusion.

I can prove it that god exists in this paper.

- Impossible! - Then, can you destroy it?

In times of atom bombs when a single bomb can blast an entire nation...

- can't this paper be destroyed? - No!

We'll see.

Now say. Answer me.

Savitri, you can't destroy it.

By tearing it, you have changed its form.

Earlier it was one paper now there are many pieces of it.

But it is still a paper.

Only god has the power to make or destroy anything.

This is just a superstition not an argument.

How do I make you understand? It is very simple.

If there is no god...

then where did this earth and sky come from?

I'll explain.

The sun rotates.

And parts of it keep falling.

One part of it kept cooling for long...

and became the earth.

1/3rd part became the land and the remaining the sea.

With climatic changes insects and worms were born on land...

and fishes in the sea.

Along with small animals big animals were also formed.

One of them was monkeys.

After years of evolution a new form took shape from the monkeys...

and became a human-being.

This is not my theory.

But the theory of evolution by the great scientist Charles Darwin.

Very good! This is what your education has taught you.

But whose wish was it that a part of the sun become the earth?

Why weren't the worms not born in the sea instead of land?

And why weren't the fishes not born on land instead of the sea?

Trees were born but where did the seed come from?

As per your education the sun is the seed for everything.

Okay...

and I consider that seed, that sun as god.

- You also accept it. - No!

Sun is the sun, it can't become god.

So were Ram, Lesus, Mohammed nothing?

Was there nobody to kill Kansa?

Was the war between Kauravas and Pandavas a myth?

Is the Mahabharat a figment of imagination?

Did Krishna not preach the Bhagwad Gita to Arjuna?

- There was neither any Krishna nor Arjuna. - What did you say?

- There was no Krishna? - No.

- No? - No! No!

No! No!

Kill me if you want but I'll still stand by my belief.

A married woman's god is her husband.

If you don't agree with my belief...

then go and ask a saint or seer if what I said is untrue.

If god really exists, even he can't challenge my statement.

That after marriage a husband is a wife's god.

You are ready to accept a mortal as god.

But you don't want to accept the one who made mortals, god?

We can never get long. Our relationship is over.

You won't find god by leaving me.

Leave me. You have insulted my Krishna.

You are no longer my wife. Leave me.

- Leave me. - Listen to me.

You are just a statue.

But my god considers you as god.

And today without understanding me he discarded me.

He is your devotee.

You are the cause of our rift.

You are standing in the way of two people in love.

There is no place for you here. I won't keep you here.

Father!

As there was no news from you for so many days...

I was coming to meet you...

and I met Raju on the way.

- I have heard everything. - What did he say?

He gave me the picture of the rift.

Raju said now he can no longer stay with you.

And he has candidly asked me...

to take my daughter home.

He thinks that is best for both of you.

Savitri, did I educate you...

so that after marriage you create a rift...

between you and your husband over a minor argument?

After marriage it is every girl's duty...

to see and gauge her husband's every need...

and to adapt herself to his ways.

Savitri, you are so lucky...

to get a husband like Raju.

And you fail to understand him.

Can't you adopt his beliefs?

After marriage a father has no right to teach his daughter.

But yet for your good I am telling you...

that to make a success of marriage you have to tread very cautiously.

Rest is upto you. I'll leave now.

- Father! - Son, I've told her as much as...

a father can make his daughter understand.

Now allow me to go.

Savitri, there is no need for you to give any explanations.

But listen...

hereafter I'll step into this house only when...

Raju sends me a message...

that you have bowed to his wish.

And that now there is no differences between you two.

Until then neither are you my daughter nor am I your father.

- Pardon me. - What for?

I never hid anything from you nor will I ever.

When you left in anger...

I lost my composure...

and I wanted to throw the idol of your Lord Krishna.

Sinner! You dared to touch my Lord.

When someone is speaking the truth you must listen to them calmly.

When I was about to do it, I heard the horn.

And I thought that you had come.

My body started shaking...

and I came back.

Did you got scared of the lord's anger?

I am your slave but our life...

comes to a halt at one point.

And that point is god.

Think rationally and tell me...

have I ever failed in my duties as a wife?

If I haven't then what is the cause of this rift?

I want to ask you...

just as you ask me everyday...

to pray and worship god...

similarly if I, as a wife also ask you...

to forsake worshiping god. Will you do it?

How can I leave my god?

Lust as you can't leave your god how can I leave my habits and nature?

To worship is a habit and not to worship is also a habit.

It is our duty and not habit to believe in god.

Why are you harping on it so much?

We have everything in this house. The only problem is...

if god exists or no.

You continue to believe that god exists.

And I'll continue to believe that you are my god.

Like other couples have we spent even a day happily?

If we want we can happily accept each other's views.

Child, I heard your conversation with your wife.

Don't despair.

A husband wife relationship dates back to several births.

Consider this difference of opinion...

as a drawback of your married life.

One day fate will bring your thoughts closer.

Lust as one day you lost faith in god...

and then atoned for it.

So too, one day Lord Krishna will clear your wife's doubts.

Savitri, you are right.

Until you don't believe in god...

I will not compel you to worship him.

And hereafter we will not fight on this issue.

Then for a few days let's go to some hill-station.

Alright, I'll make the necessary arrangements.

And write to father also.

- What for? - Father and daughter must re-unite.

I'll also write to him about the ceasefire.

- He'll feel better. - I thought something else.

That father will also join us?

"When the heart bonds with the heart...

then love becomes sublime".

"When the beloved becomes a part of life...

then love becomes eternal".

- What are you thinking? - The heart has bonded with the

heart. Then love becomes sublime.

- And you? - I was thinking...

when the beloved becomes a part of life...

Iove becomes eternal.

"A flower asked a bird...

where does love reside?"

"The bird cut her heart and replied...

Iove resides here".

"The ocean is the destination of the river. And the...

destination of love is the beloved's heart".

"The birds flying in the azure sky...

sing the song of love".

"Either make someone yours...

or you become someone's."

"If there is no family...

Love too can't exist there".

- Sir! - You got married and took heavy loans.

But you don't want to pay my rent of four months.

A man who gets married on loans, how can he pay your rent?

If you took loans you should have paid my rent.

Then you should have married Narangi?

Sir, go home; your wife must be waiting for you.

In two days, I'll pay every penny of yours.

Damn you!

Sir, did you also hear what I told him?

So you too... Sensible people!

- Narangi, come. - Why do you listen to all these taunts?

Take a loan from brother Raju and pay them off.

I know he won't return me empty-handed.

But I become tongue tied in his presence.

If you open your mouth, your luck will also open.

They have returned from their holiday.

We must take their blessings also.

Let's go.

Savitri, we left for a ten days holiday...

but it's three months now.

And yet it looks as if it were yesterday.

But these three months have done us a lot of good.

That is fine. But I'll have to make up for the lost time...

and will lose all the charm.

Work and rest both are equally important in life.

- Murti will come so deal with him the way I told you. - Okay.

Raju will soon come, so do as I told you and lie down flat.

- How will that help? - You are so dumb.

He's come.

Get up, Murti.

Lord, pardon us for marrying in brother Raju's absence.

There is no need to apologize, Murti.

I was very happy to hear it.

That's good but without you we didn't enjoy.

Actually it was an auspicious time and everyone was getting married.

There was one in our neighborhood also.

So we borrowed their garlands.

The priest was leaving. We asked him to perform our marriage also.

We paid in Rs 1.25. He was leaving after two circumambulation...

I asked him why. He said this is all he can do in quarter rate.

The rest we did it ourselves.

A band was passing by from our house.

We asked him to play for us also for a while.

He did so and we paid him a rupee for it.

And people thought the band had come for our marriage.

Atleast you got married.

Murti, I've come back after long, so there's lot of work. I'll leave.

Congratulations for your marriage!

He left! He didn't even open his bag.

Sister-in-law, she is my Narangi.

I mean my wife Narangi.

What is this you are doing? Get up!

Be happy! This is for you.

Murti, didn't I tell you that sister-in-law is very generous?

Narangi, what is this?

I told her that brother Raju is very large hearted.

Infact he only asked me to give you this gift.

He told you? Didn't I say so?

Now you shift into the outhouse.

- Brother told this? Did you hear? - Yes, I heard.

Both of them are good.

You are very smart. You buttered both of them.

- Doctor, what happened? - First offer me some sweets.

There is no dearth of sweets. It is the lord's offerings.

- Tell me. - Raju, you will be pleased to hear...

that your family will now increase.

What you couldn't say you asked the doctor to say it.

- Is it true? - Do doctors also lie?

Is that so?

Don't show me your teeth. I know you brush your teeth twice.

Don't torture me.

I rarely get into the mood and you run away from me.

I don't like your stupid laughter.

It's just a month to the marriage and you don't like my laughter.

How can I make you happy?

- Shall I tell you? - Yes.

I want... that.

Other men's wives demand ornaments and clothes from their husbands.

And you want just a calendar?

I'll floor you with such calendars.

You are such a dimwit.

I don't want a calendar but a child like the one in the calendar.

- Impossible! - Why?

- How will it happen? - Like brother Raju you also fast once a week.

- And you? - Like sister in law, I'll eat raw mangoes.

You want to keep me hungry and eat mangoes yourself.

Parents have to do a lot to beget a child.

- You will have to fast! - Oh, yeah!

This fair child seems to be a foreigner's.

And I... How is it possible?

Lord, let my lineage continue.

- A son is born. - A son!

- Raju, congratulation! A son is born. - Really!

Raju sir, I've never come across such a delivery case.

Thank god your wife's life was saved.

My wife's life is saved? And my child?

The child's limbs are not working.

Unfortunately, in the womb itself the child was struck with paralysis.

He will be almost lifeless.

Forgive me. Your dream was fulfilled...

but in such a way that it was better not to open the eyes.

We were so eager to play with our son.

But a son was born but...

Savitri, it is not your fault. This is destiny.

You can't fight fate.

Whether the news is good or bad, you can't fight fate.

You may call it destiny.

But I'll consider it to be some problem arising in the womb...

for such a child to be born.

Savitri, No. I am sure...

because you never believed in the supremacy of the lord...

so he has punished you thus.

Punishment? Alright, I agree that your lord punished me...

because I didn't believe in him.

But you believe in him.

Then why did your benevolent lord punish you thus?

Isn't he not your son also?

Answer me. Why are you silent? Where is your lord now?

Ask him!

Lord, I don't want anything for myself.

You have given me everything.

But how do I reply to my wife's barbs?

She's asks me to ask you is this the fruits of my lifetime's devotion?

Lord, she maybe an atheist but what she is saying is true.

I don't have any answer to give her.

You are omniscient and you protect everyone.

I am confident that you will surely help my son.

But make her also understand who is doubting my devotion.

Narangi, wear these flowers in your hair and dress in this jeans.

Do you want to ridicule me in this age?

But this is a modern dress?

This looks stupid to me.

I weave such wonderful dreams but you dash all of them.

The one who feed us are again having the same problem.

In my experience, I don't think this child's limbs can ever work.

Is there no cure for this?

There is a specialist for this disease, Dr Mohanlal.

- Seek his advise. - You please call him.

I think this disease is incurable.

Incurable? If I take a second opinion...

will my son be cured?

Go to sleep!

Sleep, my child!

"Oh my child!"

"Every mother...

sings a lullaby to her son to put him to sleep".

"I am the only...

unfortunate mother...

who sings a lullaby to wake her son".

"When will this day end and that day dawn...

when my son...

will open his eyes"?

"There will be celebration in the air...

my motherhood will cherish...

when he will play...

in my courtyard".

"An anguished mother...

is eagerly waiting since so long".

"Why isn't the season...

changing...

and there is a shower...

of rain in my courtyard"?

"I am a mother...

yet I am yearning for my child...

to call out 'mother' to me".

"How can a hapless mother...

find peace?"

After examining the child we doctors have come to the

conclusion... that this disease is incurable.

In today's times when science has advanced so much...

when there are heart and eye transplants...

then can't my son be cured?

This is beyond our power.

Only god can save your child.

All doctors have given up hopes.

But one doctor is still remaining...

who gives pain and cures it also.

Savitri, you consider me as your god, isn't it?

Then trust me and repose your faith in my god for a while.

Savitri, faith is such a thing...

that can spring a shower of milk from mountains.

I'm not saying this to make you believe in god.

But for our son's sake.

We can't bear to see each other's pain.

Our pain is shared.

Savitri, you don't know the power of chanting.

If you are a mother, then just once heed my advise.

I am ready to do whatever you say.

I'll come wherever you ask me to come.

So, will you come with me for a pilgrimage?

Yes, not for myself but for my son.

Every mother can go to any lengths for her child.

I too am a mother and am no different.

Let's go.

- Did you keep the luggage? - Yes.

Child, may your pilgrimage be a success!

A snake!

Oh god!

Lord Krishna, save my son!

Lord Krishna, save my son!

Listen!

I saw your lord!

- What?! - Yes, I saw with my own eyes.

- What are you saying? - Listen!

After a bath when I was applying vermilion...

a huge snake came near our son.

I screamed out of fear.

Then I don't know what happened...

and Krishna's name came on my lips.

- Then what happened? - Then a peacock attacked the snake.

He injured him and took him away.

And my son's life was saved.

All this while I was living in darkness.

And refused to accept His presence.

If you can, please forgive me.

Savitri, why are you asking my forgiveness?

Come, ask Him for forgiveness.

"O my master...

we have come to You for help"

"We have come to your doors...

chanting Your name, o Ghanshyam".

"It's only with your benevolence...

that I'll be free from my misery".

"The light of my life...

will bring happiness in my life".

"Where You are...

how can darkness prevail there"?

"O lord, help me".

"You have made many devotees happy...

resolve my problem also, o my lord!"

"After your birth, Mother Devaki...

was free from all her troubles".

"You made me a mother but why did You...

then take away all my happiness"?

"We are in trouble...

help us, o Girdhari!"

"Krishna, strange are your ways!"

"Glories to You!"

"Whoever comes in Your refuge...

is blessed!"

"Lord, nobody goes...

empty handed from your doors".

"You bless all Your devotees...

with the fulfillment of their wishes".

"Radha's consort and Meera's Mohan...

resolve my problems".

"O Nandlal...

"o Gopala...

"o flute singer...

You are my only succor".

"I am shrouded in darkness".

"Now shower Your grace on us".

"Please cast aside...

the shadows of sorrow now".

When You have developed faith in me for Yourself...

so please forgive me also.

We have wandered and prayed at all Your temples...

now please pardon us, Lord.

My only fault is that...

I considered my house a temple and my husband my lord?

My husband is my master.

But You are the master of the entire universe.

I didn't fold my hands to You.

And for so long never chanted Your name.

I resisted You.

Punish me but don't punish my son for my sins, Lord.

You have given him life, but...

You can breathe life in stone also.

Then why don't You give my child the strength to call out mother?

A mother is eager to hear her child's voice.

Please Lord, for the sake of your mother, grant this mother her right.

If not for me or my husband...

but show Your power for those...

who don't believe in You.

Like I didn't believe in You.

Lord, show your miracle so even they can believe in You.

Perhaps our voice may not reach You...

or Your doors...

but the sound of this bell will surely reach You.

And this will ring until this child is cured.

I will continue to ring the bell...

until my last breath.

Move!

Why are all of you so sad?

Why aren't you all smiling?

Child, who are you?

My name is Gopal and I am a cowherd.

I was tending to my cows in the fields.

But on hearing the temple bells, I came here.

Why are they lying down here?

Whose child is this?

He is so cute.

Child, open your eyes. You won't?

Child, say something. You won't?

Let me see! Let me see!

Who's that?

"Sing glories of Radhe Shyam!"

"Glories to Govardhan Girdhari!"