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Four types of marijuana are available here.

They are Rajahamsa,

Kalapatri, Gnanapathri, Seelavathi.

In the Eastern Ghats, one hill casts its shadow over another.

Within that shadow, the Sheelavathi plant grows...

and it is regarded as First Grade.

In these ghat areas, there are ghatis (porters).

Irrespective of gender,

carrying 100, 150 kgs, they unload the goods wherever you want.

Due to not being able to bear the poverty,

not receiving government assistance,

and not getting a remunerative price for the cultivated crops...

These tribal farmers have developed a certain stubborn resilience.

In the agency area, this marijuana fetches barely rupees 4,000 a kilo.

But once it crosses the state, the price shoots up to rupees 50,000.

In metropolitan cities like Delhi and Mumbai, it goes beyond a lakh.

And in the international market, its value knows no limits.

How can we possibly get 300 Ghatis right now, sir?

We need them, no matter what. There's a port delivery waiting.

This is controlled by a very organized drug cartel system

What impact does it have on society... especially on the youth?

Drug addiction is one of the biggest Social crisis we face.

For some, marijuana might be a lesser substance.

No, the youth would be crippled.

marijuana addiction among achool children in Khammam District Sparks Outrage

marijuana trade fattens mafia profits,

the youth enslaved by it are seeing their futures pushed into uncertainty.

What the hell is going on here?

Finally, central agencies have announced that, along with the state government,

they are trying their best to eradicate these marijuana cartels completely.

Then who is going to fight against marijuana?

The workout is Odisha's, but is the output for Andhra?

As this year's quota hasn't been fulfilled,

we put so much effort into chasing it.

Did we chase smoking weed?

Did we chase smoking weed?

Andhra police caught this.

If I screw this up, I will be thrown out of the station.

Is it my problem? Or Andhra's problem?

Odisha problem. Inform the sir when he comes, Madam.

My hard work. He's trying to steal the credit. Scam!

Who we? You are doing a scam!

Hello Eastern Ghats!

What a beauty.

Sir!

What's happening?

50 crores worth of product, sir.

Odisha police chased it.

Andhra police caught it, sir.

They are fighting over the ownership.

- Sir! - Sir!

- What Dandapani? - Sir!

Sir!

Sir, Half of the bridge is in Odisha. Half of the bridge is in Andhra.

Odisha. Andhra.

- Odisha. Andhra. - Shall we go to Odisha and discuss?

Arrived!

How many lorries in total?

- Three, sir. - Three, sir.

Can't you share one each?

- Sir? - Sir!

Sir, what about the third?

Sell it and share it amongst you.

For real, sir?

King Kong...

you can digest despite how much you eat!

Won't you change?

- I've changed a lot, sir. - Is it?

- Congratulations! - Thank you, sir.

Where are the drivers of these?

They jumped, sir.

Olympic level, sir.

Jump? From here?

Yes, sir.

Oh, dear!

What are you looking at, sir?

Who's the designer of this diesel tanker, I wonder?

Something fishy!

Screwdriver!

What is it, sir?

- Cannabis! - What?!

- Weed on the top and down... - Liquid Cannabis.

Sheelavathi strain.

This is High THC cannabis.

This Cannabis can be easily transported in liquid form,

and even more easily distributed.

Go into contact with Customs.

Track every shipment left from the Eastern Ghats.

Speak to all our local informers.

Anything unusual, rumours or whispers, update me immediately.

- Mr. Mandhani... Good morning. - Mr. MP, come... Come.

Shall we play shuttle? Take the racket.

Rocket? Where is it?

Rockets are in Sri Hari Kota, right, sir?

- You served as sports minister, right? - Yes.

What is the relation between that and rocket?

That is separate. This is separate, sir.

- Mr. Bojjayya - Yeah, Nirali?

Three weeks back, two containers of Cannabis oil,

was found in our Andaman port.

They are our distribution routes and permits.

Sheelavathi strain.

Eastern Ghats special, right?

In the Eastern ghats, without the permission of the Niadu brothers,

no one touches Sheelavathi marijuana, right?

Then, what's happening now in Eastern Ghats?

Tell me.

When did they start this oil export business?

Without our permission, are they using our ports?

Don't you know about Kaastala?

Whether you distribute, or I manage, it's all Kaastala's Product, right?

Dad, is it necessary to come to these people?

I don't feel safe.

His brother, Kundula, is squeezing the ghats

and making all the suspicious small players to fall on their feet.

You can have any kind of dealings with other varieties of marijuana...

Earn as much as you want.

But Sheelavathi business belongs only to Kaastala Naidu.

Better reveal, if you're doing it.

700 acres we are cultivating are Rajahamsa and Gnanapathri.

In that, only 700 yards are Sheelavathi.

That too for our personal use.

Bongu (Bamboo) Chicken.

It's grilled on Sheelavathi leaves. Eat, it tastes good.

Kaastala,

why would we interfere with Sheelavathi's business?

He did something in the past.

But now, his entire business is Rajahamsa's.

One and only son. Leave him be.

Kaastala, trust my word.

Mr. Naidu...

Brother!

Trust me.

Not 700 yards,

even 7 plants are not allowed to be sown.

This is not Kaastala's doing.

Some fresh player.

If not these people, who else did?

They won't spare, no matter who it is.

If your son did it, this is punishment,

If he didn't do it,

then this is a warning to the one doing it.

Semiliguda, Daamanjodi, Sunkhi Ghat.

Get on the bus. Get on the bus.

Get on the bus. Get on the bus.

Get on the bus.

Board fast, everyone.

Ticket... Ticket...

What is today's exam?

Chemistry exam, sister.

Isn't it enough what you read in-house?

You may die!

Ticket! Ticket!

Ticket!

Oh my!

Do friends also need to buy ticket?

Bebbuli! When did you land from village?

I'll tell you if you let me go.

New shirts?

Marriage season right, so much demand in our village.

All are originally fake brands.

Will this suit my boy?

Would look good.

What of him! He looks good either with or without...!

- I'll take these three. - Semiliguda

Money?

Who takes money from friends?

I do take.

I should give right?

- Madam... - Daamanjodi.

- Sheela... - Give me change, madam!

this time 24 couples are getting married in Gulla Ghat.

24 couples! Marriage?

When?

For that, my fiance's debts must be cleared.

They won't.

He still has to build a house.

And when will he build it?

Until then my life is bus.

- Ticket, ticket, ticket. - Shirt! Shirt! Shirt!

- Do you want it, madam? - Semiliguda...

- How many, madam? - Exams? Do you need any slips?

Tell me, I can give.

Is it chemistry?

Hey idiot, get down!

I won't.

Will you get down or should I make you get down?

Are you better than me in drilling?

Oh no!

Smashed!

Hold on. Stop the bus

Hey, Sheela. Sheela!

Why did you come to work despite marriage tomorrow?

If marriage is tomorrow, what's in working today?

- Give me. - If it's my marriage,

I would've applied for leave for 25 months.

What say Desi?

Come on! I am collecting blood.

You collect blood. I'll take measurements.

- Perfect! - What is this?

Is this a clothing store?

- Uncle, did you go for a urine test? - Doctor, didn't prescribe.

- Its free here, go for it. - You wait.

Free ah? Thank you.

Good girl.

First, settle her matter and send.

It's enough if he looks good for his marriage

Remind her that. It's our marriage.

Whosever marriage it is, we must be the centre of attraction.

Dude, you two need to get married soon.

She feels every marriage is your marriage.

Waiting here.

Bus waiting there.

Desi! Love you... Love you.

"O moon, a treasure trove of charm!"

"O precious gem, come join me, my radiant sun!"

"Look over there, such beautiful young souls,"

"Charming and the greatest of friends."

"They say, she is me, and I am her"

"A beloved pair... What a wonderful couple!"

"They say, what business do we have with your world and your thoughts?"

"Our own tales and our own world are more than enough for us."

"O moon, a treasure trove of charm!"

"O precious gem, Come join me, my radiant sun!"

"O moon, a treasure trove of charm!"

"O precious gem, Come join me, my radiant sun!"

"Always giggling and chirping like a pair of lovebirds,"

"They are the ones who don't know day from night,"

"They are the ones who don't know day from night,"

"Right before our eyes, they blend into one, inseparable like milk and water."

"When the rains arrive, Love dances to a rhythm."

"The music of life, plays in two hearts."

"They are never alone, those whose hearts have become one."

"If they were ever apart, wouldn't chaos ensue?"

"This pair that lives for one another,"

"They are the beautiful king and queen who rule this earth."

"We'd say on their behalf, what is your world and your thoughts to us?"

"Our own stories and our own affairs are more than enough for us."

"When the sky itself is a celebration in your heart,"

"And you have a palanquin of colors... Why would you need one made of gold?"

"O moon, a treasure trove of charm!"

"O precious gem, come join me, my radiant sun"

Greetings Ghaati boys and girls.

Welcome, welcome!

Here we come!

Sweaters, hoodies, petrol bottles...

Hey, Sheelavathi!

- When did you come from the town? - Bebbuli!

I brought jackets to you and your darling.

Show me.

How is it?

Super... bumper... blockbuster. Give it.

Take it.

Yeah!

Money? Hello, money?

I'll give when you come to town.

Sir, we carried 4 loads at Chintalapadu. As informed by Bucchapparao, sir.

- You? - Near Katari,

carried total 12 loads, sir.

All Rajahamsa.

You?

- Mr. Bucchappa! - Tell.

Total 3 loads, sir.

- Kaala Pathari! - What?

Sorry for the delay.

What's this infront of everyone?

Who is he?

Desi Raju. Ghaati!

Ghaati?

Hey Ghaati. Come sit.

He stopped doing Ghaati work, sir.

Ramasuri, his father, was a good foreman.

He had first-class Ghaati's.

This guy, his cousin Sheela, led that team.

If they carry a load, it's confirmed delivery.

If you are that capable, then why did you stop, dear?

Two years ago, there was a firing at Jalaput Dam, right?

His father's batch was the one Who transported the load then.

Dear, they are changing the position. Watch.

Police men.

Turn, Turn.

This way.

Where is Desi?

Dear!

Where are the other Ghaatis?

- You Cannabis scum! Tell! - Dear...

Where are the others? Tell! Tell me!

Dear...

- You Ghaati scum! - Sir, sir, please.

She came because I asked her to, sir.

She came because you asked?

Then, will she come if I ask too?

Come!

Come!

You scum!

Come, I'll take you.

Come, I'll take you.

- Dear! - Leave her sir.

Dear!

- Make those scums spit the truth! - Mr. Sadangi...

it's our case. Leave them.

They'll give 2 lakhs.

Hey, Desi!

Uncle!

Your father...

Uncle!

The sun is setting.

If you place Cannabis and Eggs fast, we shall lift him.

Stop!

If you want to lift your father, you must stop that Ghaati work.

What will he do, if not Ghaati work?

He can do anything other than that.

I can't live with an anxiety of whether he'll go to the burial ground or jail.

My son,

if you hold a fistful of Cannabis, it is for God.

If it's a basket full, then it's for our lives.

But, if you are transporting trucks full of load, then that's for our peril.

What the Gods can endure, mortals cannot, my son.

If not for me,

think of her, who thinks you are her life.

Hey, Desi, don't listen to Mom's blabber.

If you place the Cannabis and Eggs, We can lift your father

If you want to place that, then that must be the last Cannabis you touch.

If you refuse to do so and go to Ghaati work,

not only your father...

You are not allowed to lift me, either.

That was the last Cannabis he touched.

Despite a Ghaati, she said a great thing.

Where is that great mother?

She died, sir.

What? She died?

Oh no! Good people die early!

Ok, you stopped Ghaati work.

What are you doing now?

Technician at Koraput Lab.

Wow. You are educated!?

Till Inter.

Inter?

Highly educated!

Go.

Go do tests.

Hey, you tell...

"Say no more!"

Rs. 6,500.

Rs. 7,000.

- Rs. 7,000... Rs. 7,000. Rs. 7,000. - Rs. 7,200.

- Rs. 7,200. - Rs. 7,500.

- Rs. 7,500. - Rs. 7,500... Rs. 7,500. Rs. 7,500.

- Rs. 8,000. - Rs. 8,000.

Where is Tamaraind Seth?

Life is also like Tamarind.

Greetings...

Greetings, Sethji.

Munni has said many many great things about you.

Munni, has said about you too...

Check, your premium stuff.

This is Rajahamsa.

I want Sheelavathi.

- Sheelavathi? - Yeah.

That means you need a super premium quality!

Just like your Munni.

- Oh my... Look at you blush. - Please come...

You are laughing so cutely.

Sheelavathi!

Smells good.

It survived the Tamarind aroma.

- No. 1 quality, sir. - Yes, mister.

But if needed in quantity, it'll take some time.

Sheelavathi, not in this form.

It comes in juice form.

Oil...

- Oil...? - Yes.

Juice, oil... there is no such thing.

They call it decoction. Liquid...

Viscous. Yes. this one

The shipment went from here.

Speak out, Seth.

Did you mix Cannabis oil in Tamarind oil

or Tamarind in Cannabis oil? Speak!

Leave.

Who are you?

Who are you?

We know what your business is.

Speak up.

Sethji you must tell.

I don't know anything. Let me go.

If someone knows the truth but acts like he doesn't,

Munni told me to stitch their mouth.

I don't know anything. I swear, I don't know.

If I stitch, you can never kiss Munni.

Mouth needs kisses, right? Tell, tell...

I am telling the truth. I don't know anything.

Stiching... Stitching... Stiching.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

Wanna speak? Speak... Speak.

They put the stuff in front of my shop at night and leave.

But couldn't see anyone.

How did you pay for the stuff?

In railway station, sir.

Railway station?

Barahmapur railway station, sir.

We place the money in rugs and leave them in front of the Parcel office.

Tell, when are you paying?

This Friday.

Bingo!

Sir, it's on the waiting list.

- You could confirm, know? - Wait man.

72 hours passed, sir.

Crores of rupees are just sitting there.

Did Sethji fool us?

It has legs but doesn't move. What is it?

- Table! - Correct.

Take it.

It goes up but doesn't come down. What is it?

It goes up...?

- Stairs. - Stairs. Stairs.

Wrong.

You play

Age. Age.

- Age. - Correct, kiddo.

Hey, dear. Water mustn't be wasted, kiddo.

Go on...

It's right infront of us but can't be seen. What is it?

- Your intelligence. - Wrong.

Future.

- Brown shirt... - Sir!

- He moved suspiciously. - Okay, sir.

- Alert alert! - On it, sir.

Everyone in the zone.

- On your toes. - Sir.

Sir... Sir.

Do we have any medical store on this platform sir?

I don't know.

TC sir.

Sir.

Sir!

You're the TC, aren't you?

Please tell me sir.

- Please leave, madam. - Sir.

Stop.

Hey, don't move.

Get him. Get him!

Stop.

Stop... Stop.

Move... Move.

Move... Move.

Stop there.

Move... Move.

Move... Move.

Go on...

Jump, jump!

Come on... Come on!

Go straight... Go straight...

Take right.

We are almost there.

We are here.

It would weigh no less than a quintal.

He carried like it's nothing!

Ghaati man!

"Stepping into the dense, dark forests of the Eastern Ghats..."

"Pouncing like a leopard, a deadly force on the move."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

"Throwing dust in the eyes of the watchers,"

"with a heart packed full of courage."

"A match for a charging bull,"

- Dear! - "The Ghaati, slipping away in a flash."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

"With tireless muscles, breaking through all barriers,"

"Toppling the giant boulders of the mountains."

"Unafraid to walk through flowing blood,"

"the Ghaati who carves their own paths."

"With the unyielding grip of a monitor lizard,"

"With the sharp, piercing eyes of an eagle."

"An equal to the chameleon, the Ghaati who changes colors at will."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

Someone is trying to contact us from the Eastern Ghats.

Who could it be?

Let's take a vacation in the Eastern Ghats for a while.

Sounds interesting.

I really enjoy the pool in our guest house.

"Hoisting bundles of marijuana, risking life itself for the scent of sandalwood."

"Making allies of the streams and gorges, the Ghaati who crosses all borders."

From Basannapadu to Modhama Ghat, sir.

- How far from Kumily Ghat? - 24 miles, sir.

Sir.

My hands are not empty to salute you, sir.

Come... Come... Come...

@Nalla Ghat smoked chicken curry, sir!

- King Kong! - Sir!

What do Ghaatis eat? Do they eat this?

Each one of them crosses hills carrying 150 kilos.

What do they eat?

While eating, why talk about those who can't afford food.

We heard that without them carrying,

the Cannabis business in the eastern Ghats wouldn't exist.

They do carry.

Didn't I carry the curry from there and put it on your plate?

Those Ghaatis, too, are the same.

Whoever pays them labour charge, they'll carry their load.

Yesterday, we almost nabbed a guy in Baharampur Railway station.

I doubt that he is a Ghaati.

Ghaati?

What if that Ghaati is the inventor of Cannabis oil?

Sir!

"Treating sweat as their only treasure, baring their body to the sun and rain."

"Treading the path of endless highs and lows,"

"The Ghaati who vanishes without a trace."

Sir...

Near Killa waterfalls, our drone parties found movement.

It is better if checked.

We can control the game we are used to playing.

But this is a new game.

Kundhul,

search every route, every ghaati.

Before our business gets affected, we must nab them.

In this situation, these people have landed here.

We have to bloody find them.

"Ghaati..."

During the British era, these Ghaatis laid the roads with blood.

Now, they are just mules who carry Cannabis.

Those hillbillies don't have enough intelligence,

to extract Cannabis oils and do businesses, sir.

I am saying with local experience, there are some big heads behind this case.

"The step I climbed... Hey!"

"The ridge I conquered... Hey!"

"The weight I carry... Hey!"

'The beat that thumps... Hey!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati! Hey! Ghaati! Ghaati! Hey!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati! Hey! Ghaati! Ghaati! Hey!"

"Sensing the chase before it even begins, hiding the stash, the bags and baggage."

"Discovering paths that can never be found,"

"The Ghaati, a master of hide-and-seek."

"Ghaati... Ghaati... Ghaati..."

"Ghaati... Ga..."

- Sheela, sister, could you give it to me? - Sister...

- Hey, Sheela. - What about me, sister?

Just distributing pencils to kids isn't enough.

You must give birth to children. When is it?

I wish.

When I mention marriage, he says his debts must be cleared and settled.

Oye, Danger. Stop there. Stop there.

Hey, Desi. Come here.

What Bebbuli?

When you were a Ghaati, you used to wear only Bebbuli brand.

Now, you left for town and wearing all fake brands.

- Hey, bring the shirt. - Ok, brother.

I know what kind of shirt you need.

- Take this, bro. - Look at this.

Oh my!

Girl, ask your cousin to tie marriage basarikam (sacred thread) to you.

Asking?

My words, my cries, my actions. I've asked in every possible way.

If he doesn't respond, what should I do?

Innocent girl! How will she survive?

Lord Brahma... Lord Shiva... Lord Vishnu... Please save us.

If you wear a shirt, it should hit hard.

Hit hard, you say! If I hit...

Hey Desi, father or mother... you are everything to Sheelavathi.

When she was born, everyone said your wife was born.

When will you make my words come true? Marry her, son.

Look there. She is tying @Basarikam (Holy thread) herself.

If let her be, she'll tie nuptial thread herself in your name.

If a woman waits for too long, even the nuptial thread becomes a mockery.

Tie

Dear!

Shall we too sit in Gulla Ghat Marriages this time?

- Hey, Desi is tying Baasarikam. - Everyone come, come, come.

Are you marrying me because of my nagging?

Yes.

Dear!

These mountains know that you and me are one.

Don't you know that?

Tie it.

Oh my!

Bebbuli got work.

25 couples with you included.

If each one pays me rupees 2,000,

I'll import beauties from Bhubaneswar and show my DJ talent.

What is it? Aeroplane?

It's Kundula.

These idiots are Simmala Ghat Ghaatis, sir.

Jakaraiah, this is not a big issue.

Just to sell at small Pan shops.

- Recently started. - Recently started, you say.

Donkey must do Donkey's work.

Horse must do Horse's work.

Ghaatis?

Sir, what is wrong with Ghaaatis working?

It's enough if you Ghaatis know growing and transporting.

Business doesn't suit your lives.

Hey, Sarkar...

Hey, what are those meaningless drawings? Ghaati lives?

- Sheela, come fast. - Dear.

- Saree for your marriage! - Dear...

Looks beautiful.

The goddess looks great.

Take it.

Dear!

So, you arranged everything for the marriage and tied the Basarikam.

You are too smart...

I was ready from long back. But...

But?

Our Ghats are not ready.-Brother...

In need of money doing a bit for pennies...

Small?

You are doing crores of business, and saying its small?

Sir!

Let me go.

Get up.

What the hell is going on here, idiot?

We are cooking Cannabis oil, sir.

Cannabis oil? How do you make it?

- That is... - How do you make it?

- Its an old method, sir. - How do you make it?

We dry Cannabis leaves in bright sunshine.

Then we drop everything in oil and boil it at 181 degree centigrade.

- 181 degrees? - Yes sir.

If there is any deviation, THC value will drop.

What is THC?

You know the full form of it?

Why should we know about it? But...

What the hell is "We"? Why do you say "We"?

You set up a secret affair here. Who is the leader of this gang?

If you don't say, I'll boil you all.

Truly, we don't know anything, sir.

I'll make decotion out of you.

- Tell me! Tell me! - Where is he?

Sir, we don't know anything, sir.

Hey, why did you guys come? Go away.

- Shut up. Shut up! - Go away.

Hey, Desi, why are you here?

Are you too a part of them?

Run away.

Welcome, Alibaba.

- Is she your girl? - Sir, just listen...

- once to what I have to say. - Come... Come...

- Sir! - Come!

Dear!

You promised that you'll never touch Cannabis ever? What is this?

- Kundula sir, listen to... - The person inside created a ruckus.

What a product.

This... This is art.

And you are a frickin, brilliant Artist Desi Raju!

It hit the base of the brain.

Please let our friends go, sir.

We will give whatever share you ask.

Will you give me my share?

Will you give me my share?

Sarkar...

Did you listen?

He will give me a share.

Well, Ghaati gives share to Kundula Naidu.

How much share will you give?

- Sir! - Say it.

You, son of a donkey!

Eastern Ghats belong to us. What share do you speak of?

Hey! Who is this?

She's Sheelavathi. His would be wife, sir.

Sheelavathi, you say?

But its our product, right? Then we have all the rights.

What is this?

Baasarikam (holy thread) tied by him?

Baasarikama, my foot!

Ghaatis doesn't mean hopeless people.

Push us to the edge, and we're the kind who slit throats and dig graves.

Cut these Ghaati scums into pieces.

- Sheela! Watch out! - Hey!

- Hey! - Sheela!

You bloody Ghaati!

Have you named me?

Or have you cut the umbilical cord?

You!

What?

- Get up! - Come on...

I'll kill you.

Will you kill him? Will you kill my husband?

- Hey, stop! Stop! - Who are you? Stop!

Hey!

Who the hell are you?

We are the ones who contacted you...

Ghaatis!

2 hours back, some Ghaatis came and left.

We made the product found inside the container number OD 05 56279.

We were trying to meet you shortly. But before that, Kundhul attacked us.

Our business associates and operations. They know everything clearly.

- For 3 months, they've been contacting us. - What do they want?

We want to lead our lives independently.

If you let us do our work, we will give you your share.

As partners, for free.

Partnership?

With Ghaatis?

They are dogs who feed on leftovers.

Tell them to smell strongly every rupee they've earned,

it reeks of our Ghaati's sweat.

Any business that happens in the Eastern Ghats belong to us.

Did God place a crown on their head and made them sit on the Eastern Ghats?

No one can do business with Sheelavathi species, except Kaastala Naidu.

Why shouldn't we do?

My name is Sheelavathi.

If anyone dares to stop us,

we will make them stand naked in the Ghats like a scarecrow.

Look, madam.

We don't wanna cross you and do business.

Our work is our strength.

If you want our strength, support us.

If not, our work will find people who value our work.

Then, how to deal with this situation, Mr. Naidu?

They kept our thumbs in our mouths and doing business.

They are saying partnership. Puppy shame!

You want us to gift a chocolate to those Ghaati donkeys and give them a share too?

Collaboration is the new innovation.

To strengthen business, we must welcome newcomers.

If not, we will lag behind.

Look at their numbers.

80 lakhs business in 1st year.

2nd year, they did 16 crores.

And now, they have done 140 crores business.

What are you saying? Naidu...?

140 crores? Without any of our support?

The wealthy protect wealth.

Have-nots create wealth.

Wrong, even though.

A fearless hen laid an egg in the street.

Here, without our permission, no one should do business.

What's wrong in doing?

Anyone can do business.

They have guts and intelligence to do business.

Naidu...

I went to fight them.

They brought me here like this.

Tit for tat.

That Desi Raju's mind is like Mercury.

Despite a Ghaati, he is making oils and adding value to Cannabis.

His strength is his cousin Sheelavathi.

If he is fire, she's ghee.

She's a tad more intelligent than him.

Sheelavathi? Why was she named after Cannabis?

They don't have hospitals, right?

They give birth at a remote hillock.

They tie a makeshift bed and carry the pregnant woman to the hillock.

They tie the mother to the pole and make her stand.

That day, she turned around in the womb and refused to come out.

To give birth, marijuana became the only option.

- Hey, Desi! - Mom, we'll get it.

Then, Desi rushed, searched, and brought Sheelavathi leaves.

Mom...

They built a cover and infused smoke.

Mother died, but she was a strong foetus. She made it.

She was born inhaling heart full of Sheelavathi leaves, right?

That's why she was named after Sheelavathi.

Since then, for motherless Sheela, Desi became her protector.

She became Sheelavathi plant growing up in his shadow.

He left his Ghaati work behind and had been living in town.

I don't understand why he started it again and caused this ruckus.

You say yes, I will make their corpses carry bags.

Spinal cords that were supposed to carry loads, stood straight and did business.

How?

Smartly, value-added services?

If this goes on,

they'll claim ghats and sit on a throne.

That, too, they know all about our networks, partners, and contacts.

How?

- Koti... - Naidu?

Need to meet them.

Arrange a meeting.

Desi Raju!

Wow!

Sheelavathi in and around Santhalapadu Hills.

On top of it, Modhamma Hill for transport.

That side, Andhra -Orissa border.

Black gold mine.

Sir, you have greatly underestimated.

He didn't just hide it secretly in a cave,

he placed it there with a lot of thought.

Desi Raju set tanks, beakers, and flasks in this lab after meticulous calculation.

Wow!

- Wow! - Interesting!

Well done, partner.

Now, let's go and see what your Ghaati product is.

Let's go.

You are not doing this business properly.

Our oil,

2 drops,

The seven chakras of man will dance.

Sir, are you seeing stars?

Excellent. The heart is burning.

We need to introduce this to all our channels at a time.

The whole world, your product.

We need more than what you can manufacture.

Take Koti's help.

- Koti... - No need.

We will take care of production.

It's enough if you look after the distribution.

Okay.

Let's keep our egos aside and let's look at the business.

We'll see how the first batch of ten thousand litres go.

Hmm... Fair deal.

One more thing...

It seems that you're going to get married within two days, right?

A wedding gift from Mr. Mandhani.

Please take it.

Marriage gifts are happening alright already.

Go on.

Go on.

"Fate itself tied their knot the moment they were born..."

"As they came of age, it made them a couple..."

"They saw within each other a lifelong companion,"

"And so, step by step, their new journey begins."

"A lucky star, she came into his reach..."

"Like a needle to a magnet, he was drawn to her..."

"The bride is so stunning, stunning!"

"The groom is so dashing, dashing!"

"And everyone is cheering, cheering!"

"The sacred hills are giving their blessing, blessing!"

"The couple is blushing, blushing! Their new life is starting, starting!"

"That beauty mark on her cheek is shining, shining!"

"Her nose-stud is twinkling with joy, twinkling!"

"The festive drums began to play!"

"And the celebratory dance began!"

"The festive drums began to play!"

"And the celebratory dance began!"

"Fate itself tied their knot the moment they were born,"

"A youthful pair, they were brought together..."

"They saw within each other a lifelong companion,"

"And so, step by step, their new journey begins."

"A lucky star, she came into his reach..."

"Like a needle to a magnet, he was drawn to her."

"The festive drums began to play!"

"And the celebratory dance began!"

"The festive drums began to play!"

"And the celebratory dance began!"

"In the light of a million dreams, through valleys of joy and sorrow,"

"May their life together be full and festive."

"May the crimson blush on her feet blossom into a harvest of love,"

"May their home be filled with the laughter of children."

"Like a lovely peacock feather, preening and shining..."

"Their wedding bed, calling out with playful love..."

Desi!

Hey!

Hey!

Desi, he stabbed me.

Devi!

Dear!

You call us your partners... Your partners!

But you won't even invite us to the wedding?

Why did you do this?

Let's go for a joyride in the red car.

It matches your saree.

Partner!

Sheela!

Dear...

Dear...

Sheela!

Come... Come on...

Dear!

Let's go. Groom has arrived

Dear!

Dear!

Association with big shots endanger lives, partner.

Hey! Sheela!

Birthing place!

Ghaati's...

Maternity ward.

It seems you were born here.

Were you born like this?

Hey!

Hey, Bride, were you born like this?

Sheela!

Hey, Sheela!

Hey!

Come...

Dear!

Dear!

Hey!

Dear!

Dear!

Sheela...

Dear!

His life.

Your modesty.

End them in Ghats.

Binod Patnaik.

We searched and searched and thrashed the guy we found

and roamed the entire AOB (Andhra - Odisha Border) to find a single name.

Desi Raju!

But by the time we went to him to tell him that he is under arrest,

he is in rest.

I mean, he was buried.

Cannabis wars. Bypass to burial ground.

Sir...

But we followed his trail, and it brought us to this Janani diagnostic centre.

You look so tense. Shall we check the BP?

I don't know, sir.

Sir... Sir.

I truly don't know anything, sir.

Sir! Ouch!

Sir, please, sir.

Please let go of me, sir.

- Leave me, sir. - BP will blow up.

- I don't have any connection, sir. - Spill the beans!

Please, sir.

If you don't tell, we'll freeze every account and seize every asset.

Then you have to first seize three primary schools, sir.

Primary schools?

The primary school built by the government in Katthirala Ghat.

MANDAL PARISHAD PRIMERY SCHOOL. KATTHIRALA GHAT.

It cost 60 lakhs to build.

But for that, the bribe given to the system by Desi Raju was 12 crores.

There are two PHCs (Primary healthcare centre) too, sir.

One in Ulava ghat. One in Modhamma Ghat.

They cost 1 crore 12 lakhs.

But the bribe spent by Desi from Peon,

to ministers in government was 23 crores.

Every rupee is in the system, sir.

You bribed the government just to make it do its job?

To feed milk to the newborn, mother demanded money, sir.

Wow, poetry!

Say it.

It's not me, sir. Desi Raju said.

"Legs that touch the skies must walk new paths..."

"not as marijuana laborers, but as a proud heir."

Was he a Robin Hood?

Did illegal deeds, and you say you are doing greater good?

What's wrong in it, Sriram?

Buttons are pressed through the sale of liquor.

Schemes!

The system should do system work.

The system doesn't agree just cos you did it systematically.

All your schools and welfare schemes are funded by crime money.

Let's go to the police station.

I have an anticipatory bail.

Wow, wow, wow.

He knows that we are coming beforehand.

Then why didn't you arrange food?

Let's go to the police station, I'll arrange there.

It's not an arrest, only an inquiry.

Sir, I have nothing to do with any of these things, sir.

- Meera, seize the lab. - Let me go, sir.

- Yes sir. - Please sir.

- Let's go. - I don't have any connection, sir.

Sheela!

Sheela!

'I am coming, dear.'

There is a check post there.

All the load needs to be dumped at Kola Ghat

Kola Ghat? How will they dump?

What about kids?

Kids. They'll climb down.

Why did you send your son again to Cannabis work, Kondamma?

He isn't an ordinary kid.

If he studies, he'll become a great man.

This year, my husband spoke about him at Koraput school.

If you send, he will join in 6th class.

- Keep it. - Why? No need!

Don't hesitate, keep it.

After my husband was gone, all the debts fell on my head.

Now, if he doesn't do the Cannabis work, how will I feed these kids?

And clear debts?

Troubles or losses, we will bear.

He must leave Cannabis and carry books now. That's it.

- Ok. Let him dump the load and come. - Sheela!

Coming.

Let's go, dear!

Total 8 people.

Hill to ascend, hill to descend.

Even if we send makeshift beds, bodies can't be brought.

Since even the last glimpse wasn't possible,

Mr. Naidu said to compensate 2 lakhs per head.

There shouldn't be any issue later.

Poor Kondamma.

Recently, her husband was gone similarly.

Now, son too succumbed to the hill.

How will she live?

Ghats are suffering from carrying Cannabis.

Why should our Ghaatis have to die just to build your wealth?

Their fate was written in that way.

Hey Jakarayya, I'll rip you apart!

- What? - It's the kids who died!

Hey Desi...

You gave up that Ghaati work and went to the city,

I'd feel sympathy for you, so I just let it go.

Is it enough to pay money and brush your hands?

You people took her child away from her.

Hey Desi, enough.

She kept her mouth shut.

What is it with you two?

If it pains you, take her to town and keep her.

Raise her kids.

Everyone, listen.

Feeling ecstatic when you get money is not enough,

you must stay cool when these kinda things happen.

Aren't we not giving money for every death?

Keep that safe and go to work.

Jakarayya, see who and who and do the settlement.

Kondamma!

Kondamma...

So much work this month.

Need to carry 7-8 loads.

Every hill is teaming with police. It's so problematic.

What problem? Maybe a year or two in prison.

If you go to jail, are we not bringing you back?

Haven't found dead bodies yet, already they are forcing to carry.

In council, behind Kondamma,

I saw eyes of 3 generations at a time, Sheela.

Born in misery.

Raised in misery.

Gone in misery.

They are crying, wondering if this is what their lives are.

What would mother-in-law say if she were here?

Will she have said, "Just kids... So what if they die?"

She would've said to do whatever you can, right?

I am saying this as your mother's word.

Keep the promise aside.

Not carrying marijuana, you should've brewed a decoction out of it.

We will do that business.

We will stand for our Ghaati's future.

Even Shiva drank poison for the welfare of all.

What is wrong in drinking little poison?

We'll keep aside the promise you gave to your mother for the sake of many mothers,

like Kondamma out there.

We will do it, dear.

"Your companionship... "

"your everything..."

"what became of your dream?"

"This unending sorrow of loneliness..."

"Which god's curse is this?"

"A vow that wished only for good has now claimed a life."

"Right before my eyes, all fortune slipped away."

"Yesterday's sweet dreams are now memories that burn the heart."

"Funeral pyres that never go out, tears that have run dry."

"Yesterday's sweet dreams are now memories that burn the heart."

"Funeral pyres that never go out, tears that have run dry."

"In the fight against the encroaching darkness for the sake"

"of tomorrow's light, was the outcome shattered?"

"The way life was cut down and collapsed in an instant."

"A cruel game played with our hopes."

"Like a flood that brings down mountains..."

"Like an uncontrollable bolt of lightning..."

"The moment things changed, didn't calamity follow in your wake?"

"You were their other half, their breath was your own..."

"Only to be separated, left as just one half..."

Dear, what is this?

What?

Only two kids?

Then, how many?

Bus has 52 seats in total.

All tickets must be in our account.

50 kids?

My pains, my labour. What is it to you?

What is it to me?

Am I not needed?

Oh no! How can it be without you, dear?

Kashayam without Sonti (dry ginger powder)?

Paint more...

Two buses?

Draw dear. We will hit century.

Go on, draw.

Century.

Brother!

How did you come when so many were guarding the cave

in all directions with eagle eyes?

What are the paths this Ghaati isn't aware of?

She's got down around wearing a dead guy's mangal sutra.

Wow, wow, wow, Sheelavathi.

Where have you holed up all this time? Why did you come now again?

All these days, she searched for her lost clothes man.

Now, she wore clothes and came here to work as a Ghaati. What now?

Just knowing pains and pleasures. That's it.

It has been many days since I saw know.

Did you see?

With clothes on or without clothes?

What is there in clothes?

We are born naked,

we die naked.

I was terrified to look into her eyes...

She was like a gangster of gangsters.

She took Goddess form to offer sacrifice to her Brother-in-law.

It feels like Seethamma is setting Lanka ablaze.

That bloody Ghaati...!

She didn't come to her senses despite removing her clothes.

Let's go, Padala. We will bring her head.

If we go after her again,

Ghaatis will become stubborn.

Not now.

Bucchappa!

Tell Dandapani to handle...

Delicately.

After killing Kaastala's men,

she caused a bloody rampage and went to hide in the hills.

Now, if Desi is removed from the Grave, she'll come running.

Ghaatis must behave like ghaatis.

If you do their business, doesn't it become a mess?

Sir, sir, just leave it be, sir.

If you dig Desi's grave, she'll be enraged even more.

Leave it be, sir.

Enraged?

Sir... Sir.

If she gets enraged, I'll get even more enraged.

You know about me, right?

I am not good enough to let go just by removing clothes.

If she comes to me, normal death. I promise.

If I go to her,

I'll cut her head off...

And hang it like a scarecrow in those hills.

Go and whisper in her ear.

- Hey, stop aside. - Stop.

Take it out, take it out.

Stop.

- Hey, stop. - Search everything.

Show!

- What's there? - Vegetables, sir.

If anyone is smuggling marijuana, tell us in advance.

If we catch you, you will end up in jail.

- What's in the bag? - Flowers sir.

Also check up there.

Hey, what are you hiding?

- What's in that? - Tamarind, sir.

Which Ghat?

- Sunkhi Ghat... - Huh?

Sunkhi...

Sunkhi Ghat.

Whose basket is this? It's kept on top.

Take it down.

Hey! Kastala's lavish dog.

So, you won't even let the dead rest in their graves?

I won't spare anyone! Not a single one!

I will kill you all!

You... Ghaati witch.

Hey!

Not afraid of the Police. Not scared of the Government.

Not curtailed by punishments.

Her mind has stopped at Desi's death.

She's offering sacrifices to the dead guy.

Now it's in liquid form.

Twenty litres of cannabis oil is worth 1.5 crores.

Will Kaashtal leave her?

He'll cut her in half and place her at Goddess as an offering.

Recently, cannabis has also entered the market in liquid form.

Well-known capitalists who not only invest in family-owned businesses,

but also invest in new businesses are also venturing into this business.

Billions hinge on this consignment, Mr. Naidu.

Billions.

Now these ghats are caught in all the headlines...

Mr. Naidu, this isn't a game of killings.

This business empire runs on strategy.

What would you do if Manav,

who is with you did business secretly without your knowledge?

We did the same.

I won't kill.

I'll take him close.

I'll make use of this entire worth.

Next, I'll isolate

and bit by bit, I'll crush to the ground.

And that's the way to do business, Mr. Naidu.

It would've been better if you had brought the Ghaatis,

who made new product, closer and dispensed them after using them fully.

You guys are thinking too much.

You are thinking too much.

I should've killed that Ghaati witch that day

Unbelievable!

You know? The Ghaatis are without closure over Desi Raju's death.

If you kill Sheelavathi now, entire ghats will be disturbed.

We must call for that Ghaati Sheelavathi,

make her a Ghaati leader and find a solution

Please don't worry about him.

Kundhul Naidu gets angry only 2 times a year.

But once anger has come, it'll be there for 6 months.

Ok, Mr. Mahaveer.

It's a matter of one lakh crores.

As you said, we will involve Ghaatis.

Bring Sheelavathi in, make her either an ally or our puppet.

But why would Sheelavathi agree to a meeting with us?

I'll set that meeting.

Hail Lord Jagannath!

- Padhmini, right? Thank you. - Hmm.

- Binnu! - What Minnie?

Minnie?

What is there in Minnie's house?

Curd rice is there.

Don't you have Sukha Macchi (dried fish)?

That's the combination, right?

- What Minnulu? - Who is that, Minnie?

Hi Binnu! Don't worry, Binnu.

Today, I didn't come as an SEB officer.

They gave me a postman job today.

You know Nirali Roy?

Ex-Miss India, socialite, elite lobbyist.

That system you mention...

if that system wears a swimsuit, that's Nirali Roy.

She wants to meet Sheelavathi.

How would we know, sir? She is not in contact with us.

After your Robin Hood had gone, Sheela is roaming in revenge mode in Ghats, right?

For a solution to everything, Nirali wants to meet Sheelavathi.

No options. If she wants to meet, she has to meet.

If she doesn't come,

the hospitals and schools built by Desi cease to exist.

Why quarrel with the big shots?

No need to worry,

that meeting will happen in a government guest house under my watch.

I am responsible for Sheela's life.

We don't know where she is, really, sir.

- We don't know... - You know!

Bye Minni.

Bye Binnu.

Oh no, I forgot!

You women don't bother much if gold is lost,

but you won't tolerate it if crockery is lost.

Take.

Sheelavthi...

Must meet for sure.

What shall we do, Sheela?

Why did you risk when you knew that this Ghat is full of potholes, brother?

Haven't I've kept you by my side despite knowing that you are an idiot?

Same way!

You alone fix it.

Brother, Sheela, brother.

Come, brother.

Sheela!

Sheela!

- Sheela! - Sheela!

Here comes the queen.

Sheelavathi!

She's all yours.

Tell me, haven't we met at Brahmapur railway station?

Did you find medications or not, Sheela?

Is your name Seelavathi...

- Seelavathi or Sheelavathi? - What are you doing?

- Seelavathi, - Vishwadeep...

- or Sheelavathi? - Vishwadeep... What the heck?

Seela...

What is this, Sheela?

I've called you to discuss, right?

Listen, darling!

I'm really sorry for Desi Raju.

It shouldn't have happened that way.

Destiny!

We are meeting for the second time, right, in the same way.

Third time, sir!

I was there at Binod's house when you visited.

I've also listened to your warning that schools

and hospitals won't exist if I don't meet.

Whatever it is, I came here to sort it out.

Oh! We would've had Pakhala Baath together.

Anyway, let's have some wine.

Why did you call me?

You both are here to discuss. Not to kill.

Cheers!

Oh, Sheelavathi!

Tigress of Eastern Ghats.

You've become a Rebel queen.

Come, sit here.

Come dear...

I am your MP, right?

If you and I talk, progress will happen. Please come. Take your seat.

Ghaatis are more afraid of you than our Kaashtal.

When I look at you, I think of a younger Kaashtal.

Kaashtal is also a Rebel.

He cut off the legs of 4 policemen and made them lick his boots.

You both are the same. Ditto!

Listen to me and join with him.

Sheelavathi!

For everything that has happened so far...

I am sorry.

Cool down, Sheela.

We will build schools and hospitals. Desi Raju will be happy.

By the way, you built the school with the money you earned from marijuana

and made this MP inaugurate it.

Do you know how much trouble it'll cause me in Parliament?

Still, I would do service to you.

I respect you a lot.

To be frank...

I've underestimated you.

Till now, I have seen you after all as a Ghaati.

But, now I've realised your potential.

That lab you destroyed with your hands,

the lab built by your late husband, we will start it again.

We will share the profit gained equally. Fifty-fifty.

Imagine the deal.

You do whatever you want with your money, your wish.

But...

You know what the problem is?

You tied this sacred thread and continue to live in the past.

That's it.

Sacred thread, which was supposed to be worn around the neck,

you have now clamped your legs.

Throw it away.

You'll know the difference.

By the way, it's not a sacred thread that someone tied, it's tied by yourself.

Useless.

Throw it away.

If your...

Hands are unable to do it, tell me,

I'll do it.

You should take whatever life gives you.

- Oh no! - Sheela!

Sheela!

Sheela...

Sheela...

Sheela...

Why are you pouring so much Cannabis? She'll die!

What am I doing, Desi?

What am I doing being alive?

Now I keep on going, killing whoever I find.

What is left for me except cries?

Cry!

Cry till your heart is exhausted.

Cry till it's burnt, Sheela.

Dear...

Even to cry, you need eligibility.

The eyes that see only death are useless for tears.

You're killing everyone like life means nothing

and you don't even care about your own life.

My life was lost not for other lives to end up behind me.

It is to change the lives of Ghaatis.

Sheela,

do you know why Ghaati's lives are like this?

Curse!

A curse from one mother can burn away generations.

Then, how many thousands and lakhs and crores of mothers' curses,

must have laid upon us?

- Brother! Will she survive? - Hey!

Hey, let's go. Go, go, go.

We decided to drink this poison despite being aware of the consequences, Sheela.

For what?

To change the fate of Ghaatis, right?

You only held our vengeance...

But didn't hold the dream.

Let's use the winch.

After crossing the border, we'll send Sheela to Chhattisgarh.

Who will open the winch house for you now?

If you do this it goes down.

If you do this it goes up.

- I know brother. I know. - Okay. Fine.

Hey, if one bell rings stop.

- Two bells ring... - Down.

Three bells ring, up.

I know brother. How many times have we used this? You go!

Careful.

You go!

Search guys.

Winch is somewhere down.

No movement.

You rascal... where is she?

Sheela!

Sheela!

Sheela! Wake up.

Come on!

Oh no!

I don't know anything.

Sheela, you must live both our lives.

You must start from where I stopped.

Sheela!

"Consciousness..."

"Is just a faint sound."

"The outcome is..."

"Your battle. "

"Consciousness..."

"Is just a faint sound."

My death must be your fuel.

"Your battle. "

You should be the education of every Ghaati.

This is Kaastala Naidu's dream, a business worth one lakh crores.

3200 Ghaatis total.

Nalapa Ghat. Simhala Ghat.

Sunki Ghat. Modhamma Ghat.

Like this, there are total 13 Ghats.

From here, the containers will go to the factory.

Along with their vehicles, they will go to the port.

We've done a trial run with Ghaatis and trucks.

Sheelavathi escaped from the Winch house.

She's not the one you took off clothes from, Naidu.

She was in a trance...

Kundhul Naidu!

- What the hell is this? - Hey!

Come!

You carried her on head saying we shall all do business together.

What happened?

It's my brother who's gone. My brother.

- Mr. Naidu, relax. - Hey!

I will make sure, we will deliver the consignment to the port.

After killing that Ghaati...

This is my place

and I do the business in my way.

My freaking way!

We need to send these by tomorrow morning.

Sheela!

Sheela, why did you come here?

They are searching the whole ghats for you.

Enough of this game of killings.

Leave the Ghats.

It's not the Ghats we should leave, it's the cannabis.

Leaving cannabis?

Have you gone mad?

They will kill all of us.

Do you understand what are you talking about?

Have you gone mad?

- Don't you want to live? - Let's go.

Have you gone mad?

Yes.

Madness took over!

But not only me, we all have gone mad.

Madness to live.

Madness to live somehow.

The madness that keeps us ignorant of what it means to live.

They said to grow a fistful of cannabis for the Gods who protect these Ghats.

We've crossed.

We've crossed the forbidden limit of growing cannabis already.

If we don't come back now, we will never come back.

Will Kundhul Naidu sit silent if we stop cannabis work?

He will spare no one.

Are we living now?

Is there one good life among us?

How much marijuana did we carry?

Is there happiness in any house?

How can we survive without carrying marijuana?

Is a life that destroys others lives a worthy life?

When Desi stopped making marijuana,

you ended up making him start again and ended his life.

Now, you want to end our lives by telling us to stop making marijuana?

All these are impossible things. Let's carry, guys.

Oh my!

Very well! Had enough? Had well enough?

Sheelavathi!

Shall we go?

"In the game of life, in the endless search,"

"In the whirlpools of the struggle to exist,"

One gets arrested for a week and one prison per month.

Our kids are getting used to prison even before they grow up.

"Who is there to determine what's wrong and what's right?"

Did our ancestors lived lives like ours?

They did farming in the morning and used to tell stories in the night.

Crap!

She's been going around telling everyone not to carry this marijuana.

But in the Ghats, nobody listens to her.

We can do any other work, right?

Do what? Sell tamarind in the hills and markets?

What's wrong in it?

Will the buyers pay us if we grow crops in the hills?

Will they let us live?

Yes, there are no opportunities.

If we progress they won't have coolies who carry marijuana, right?

"Knowing it cannot be stopped, the echoes of the voices ripple and resound."

"Good for good, evil for evil, every action answered with its echo."

What we are also doing is also work, right?

It's not work if done hiding. Work means way.

A way to life.

A way for us to live.

"With pride..."

"No matter whatever happens..."

Oh damn! You too won't change.

"Whatever may fall, whatever may remain,"

"Who is it that walks and comes forth?"

Dear Sheelavathi, I am also on your side.

That Kaastala killed my son.

You killed him.

From now on, you are my son and daughter.

If you join us, we will eliminate Kundhul Naidu and rule the Ghats.

- It's good deal, isn't it? - Yes.

Did Kaashtal Naidu kill your son?

No.

It's the Cannabis.

We Ghaatis are about to stop dealing with marijuana.

You too stop doing it.

Who is going to stop?

You think we will stay idle if you stop doing?

Mr. Dasu,

please don't come to me again.

Already, you don't have son who's supposed to lit your funeral pyre.

I am like your daughter, right?

I will lit your funeral pyre.

I will set you on fire alive.

Bebbuli! Bebbuli!

She is beating everyone she sees.

If delayed, the Goddess will beat us. Come, come.

Bebbuli.

It looks violent when Sheela, who used to punch tickets, is now punching people.

Give it!

Take it!

- You hit good, sister. - Shut up!

Bebbuli!

She mustn't be spared!

Tell me, how long does it take for a person to change?

If the heart ignites, one minute is enough.

Just now, even the dullest minds are turning into fire.

We must fan them.

Do our hands only know only Cannabis work?

Can't they till the land, build buildings?

And go to college and read?

What is the baby in this womb going to do when it comes out?

Carrying loads before it even starts talking, right?

We shall respect our hard work.

We shall do what brings dignity to our births and deaths.

During childhood, we used to climb down hills in search of routes.

Now, they are laying paths to transport lorries full of marijuana.

Outsiders got used to marijuana, we got used to carrying it.

I carried, my son carried, his son is carrying too.

Have we progressed?

Have we progressed? We will stop from now on.

Sheela, what shall we do? Tell us what to do?

Our Ghats will stop, my dear.

Will do whatever you say.

- Will do whatever you say. - Tell Sheela.

Say it, Sheela.

Tell. We will be with you.

I will come with you, Sheela.

I have grown up watching how this poison consumed my father,

brother, and every Ghaati.

Now, I have to see these Cannabis fires igniting in other Ghats.

Brother!

We need good spice in this weather.

Authentic Odiya mutton curry. Come. Let's feast.

What's up, Granny? You good?

I am good.

Did you prepare good mutton?

Prepare food for total 4 people

Sir, Sheelavathi!

- Sheelavathi. Get up! Get up! - Sheela!

"I am too sexy for you."

- Get up, Sheela. - Hey!

- Put your gun down. - Hey!

- Put your gun down - Hey!

- Hey! - Hey!

- Put your gun down. - Gun down.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Put your gun down. - Stop.

You have upgraded very well.

From being the dealer of marijuana to being the leader of anti-marijuana team.

Great change!

For whom?

Have you come for Kundhul Naidu?

Or for Nirali?

I've tied this as a reminder to kill those who killed my husband.

Whether I would make it or not, I've gone near death in a killing spree.

Our lives will be good if you stop these postman works and do your work.

Police always guard thieves, Sheela.

For some, to prevent from escaping, for some, to catch red-handed.

With changing needs, thieves and friends also keep changing.

You need to do duty silently, whether you like it or not.

As I did that,

you have your gun with you.

Who is that woman?

Whose woman is she? Is she dead?

- Did you kill her? - No.

- Did you kill her? - No.

You killed her

Hey, come here.

What's your name?

Bebbuli.

Do you know who she is?

I know. Our Ghaati woman.

Who?

Sheelavathi!

Sheelavathi!

Do you know who I am?

Be like that.

Do you know who did an unforgivable injustice to Eastern Ghats?

It's you.

When poor Desi Raju was minding his own business doing blood tests,

isn't it you who made all this happen by telling him to do business and uplift?

If you ask to stop, will they do nothing?

Did you ever go to the edges of death, sir?

It feels weird.

The entire life will play at once.

Also, my friends used cannabis potion to remove the bullet.

That, too, Sheelavathi.

What can happen?

I spoke under its influence, sir.

Spoke a lot.

Like me, like Desi.

Both were me.

What I did was wrong. What I made my husband do was also wrong.

Nothing came out of establishing schools and building hospitals,

when cannabis was grown around.

Realised, what we did was useless.

Then I decided...

Then I decided to keep the sacred thread, which I wore for revenge, for our dream.

For Ghats and Ghaatis.

Sir...

Don't tell me that so and so won't tolerate my rebellion.

I won't tolerate.

Sheela, we must leave.

Let's go.

Sheelavathi, with your Cannabis oil,

Kundhul Niadu's business power got strengthened.

From now on, Ghats will go under their control forever.

Permanent.

Who are they to control, sir?

Ghats belong to Ghaatis and the future generations.

We will give them what is theirs.

We will wash them with the blood of those who try to stop us.

Will we agree if you wanna stop?

Every Ghat must work. Every Ghaati must carry.

We won't carry even a single bag.

We won't remove even a single leaf of cannabis.

What?

Padala,

did you hear?

She's ready to die and kill her baby too, but she doesn't want to do our work.

Hey Ghaati, can you hear?

Your mom is ready to get you killed.

Do you even know what you have to do when you are born?

You must plant cannabis,

pick the crops, keep living carrying heavy loads.

From seeding to smuggling, you need to do it all.

If you don't wanna do that, what's the use of being born?

"Who will question,"

"what's wrong and what's right?"

Grandpa!

Grandpa!

"What is courage, what is fear?"

"Who decides it?"

Sister!

Sister, get up!

They won't spare the kid in the womb.

Killed the pregnant lady...

Will they kill if we refuse to carry the marijuana?

Ghaatis are solely born to carry marijuana.

Must die carrying it.

Must carry it till death.

Sheela, what shall we do?

Tell us, Sheela?

We will do Ghaati work.

We will do Ghaati work.

- Hey, move on... - Move... Move...

- Load them up quickly. - Okay, sir.

Make it fast.

Hey, Bhaviraiah, which trip is this?

Third trip.

- Fast. Fast - Ok. Ok

Move, keep moving.

Hey move.

Hey, move...

Move...

Move...

Move...

Sir! Sir!

Sheelavathi is here.

She is carrying the load as a Ghaati.

She is at loading point area.

Find where she is.

Sheelavathi, come.

Last time, I saw you how you were when you are born.

This time,

I'll see you crying for being alive.

Come.

You said whoever was born as a Ghaati must carry the load.

I carried it here,

I brought your death.

He who killed them, won't he kill you?

He turned the entire Ghat into a burial ground.

He killed the baby in the womb.

Are you humans or are you corpses carrying marijuana?

Won't you realize unless there is death in your own house?

No Ghaati is allowed to put down the shipment.

- Let's go. Move. - Keep moving.

Move, keep moving.

Try. Try to stop anyone.

Before killing you, I'll make you do Ghaati work too.

See how worthless he thinks our lives are?

But still, you guys came here to lick his feet and carry his load.

Let's see who listens to you and puts down the load.

Try.

Ghaatis don't mean those who carry marijuana.

We shall show them that Ghaatis are those who protect the Ghats.

Hey, kill all Ghaatis who stopped.

Bisooli!

Come!

Where are you going?

Don't leave this scoundrel!

- Please no... - Kill him!

Bury them.

Bebbuli, I'll pay whatever you want. Please take me to safety, Bebbuli.

You dig graves? Graves?

- Now turn him into a grave? - Don't kill me, please.

Please, Bebbuli.

- Bebbuli! - Hey!

Will the tiger stop hunting if you bribe it?

What do you say, brother? You are a tiger.

Bebbuli!

Come on!

Hey!

Nirali...

Eastern Ghats cannabis?

Where is it?

While here we burn kilos and kilos as a monthly target,

there our Ghaatis are burning the entire mountains.

MANDAL PARISHAD PRIMARY SCHOOL KATHIRALA GHAT

It would be great if this place stayed like this forever, grandpa.

Will it?

Fasten every fluttering flag and force them still,

but the moment you release them, see how they burst into flight.

People too should be like flags, once unbound, they must fly and flutter freely.

Like our Sheela.

Sir, what will the fate of the Eastern Ghats, be now?

There is a new hope in Eastern Ghats.

Her name is Sheelavathi.

Sheela, born from the smoke of cannabis, now she sets that very cannabis ablaze.

And saving these ghats?

She was a victim once.

Then a criminal...

Now a Legend.

"The lamp that ignites within you, is the anger that has taken form"

"It is the brilliance of thunderbolts in your thoughts"

"The past is your ornament"

"Tomorrow is your peak."

"Every step is an oath"

"The breath you exhale is your army"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"All the flags of freedom..."

"Used to the prisoners"

"All the messages are principles learned from mistakes"

"All the storms of dreams"

"are journeys of red revolution"

"All the goals are rays of revolution that sprouted inside the heart"

"Every journey of falling and rising is an opportunity for a step forward"

"The entire earth is with you, always"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"

"If provoked, it's courage that erupts in the heart"

"The letters are the script that can strike down destinies that made you bow"

"On the back of provocations, it is a cosmic dance of breaths"

"It is a consecrated weapon that severs the fangs of humiliation"

"A surging determination is the journey of futures that were once strangled"

"This world belongs to the person who has grown like the sky"

"Ghaati! Ghaati!"