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Do the dates fall around the same time?

Yes. CAT results are on the 21st, and election results are on the 23rd.

Brother, look, Pradhan Ji's fate isn't your problem.

Even if it's a half-decent result, take the chance and leave.

Please! As if I'm dying to stay here!

I think you are.

There have already been fights, arguments, violence, and FIRs.

But you still haven't left.

You're just waiting for the results, right?

Come here and do it.

What say?

Alright!

By all means, impress your father-in-law!

Why don't you just move to their house?

They cook delicious food.

Their puri-sabzi is to die for!

Hang up now. Let me work.

What's wrong, Sachiv Ji? Are you embarrassed?

Hello!

GRAM PANCHAYAT PHULERA

C. C. ROAD GRAM PANCHAYAT PHULERA

Uncle, like I told you, I'm not going into the village.

I'll give you ten bucks more. Let's just go.

No way. I don't want to set foot in Phulera.

You never know when a shootout might break out here.

Uncle, I beg you,

please get down.

RAHUL PANDEY, THE BRAVE SON AND IMMORTAL MARTYR OF GRAM PHULERA

Uncle, where do you want to go?

Manju.

Manju, who?

ONE FIX FOR PHULERA'S PLIGHT STAMP THE GOURD AND SET THINGS RIGHT

Oh, at ma'am's?

Are you her relative?

Father.

I'm her father.

Rinki's grandfather.

Oh! Namaste, Grandfather.

I'm…

the Panchayat Sachiv, Abhishek.

Please, have a seat inside. Come.

No.

I'll head straight home.

I don't think anyone's home right now.

There's a door-to-door campaign going on.

The election campaign is in full swing.

Everyone's probably out there.

No worries. You can wait here.

I'll find out where they are. Wait here, I'll…

get you a chair.

Chair.

Here, take a seat.

You didn't join…

the campaign?

Ma'am and Pradhan Ji are leading it anyway.

I'm not needed there.

It's good you didn't go.

You're a Sachiv.

You must stay neutral.

Yes, Grandfather. That's the plan.

One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

You've supported me through the last two five-year terms.

-I hope you'll support me again this time. -Absolutely!

Goodbye.

Brijlal Ji, who are you trying to impress with that polished look?

-One fix for Phulera's plight… -Greetings…

-Stamp the gourd and set things right! -Mrs. Kranti Devi.

Here.

Do look after your sister.

-Definitely. -Goodbye.

-Let's go. -One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

One fix for Phulera's plight…

-Stamp the gourd and set things right! -Tell me, Sachiv Ji.

Rinki's grandfather is here at the office.

-Who?-I said…

your father-in-law is here at the office.

He should've told us he was coming.

Is anyone home?

No, no one's home.

I'll send Rinki over with the key.

Drop him home.

I…

was washing…

I could come too,

but he's an old man.

If he slips, we'll have a whole new mess on our hands.

He'll break his leg, but I'll be the one in a cast.

No, no, I'll drop him off.

I will do it, Pradhan Ji. Okay.

Rinki!

They are sending the key.

I'll drop you off on my bike.

No, no,

I'll walk there.

It's no trouble at all. We can go on my bike.

I have trouble…

sitting on a motorcycle.

Oh, then…

I'll walk you home.

That's not necessary,

-but okay, let's go. -Alright.

I'll just put all this inside and be back.

You sit for a bit. I'll be back in a jiffy.

Shall we go?

I hadn't showered, so I sprayed on some deodorant.

Maybe that's what you're smelling.

I'll place the chair and return quickly.

Let's go, Grandfather.

Come on.

What brings you here, Grandfather?

Work or leisure?

My daughter…

is contesting the election,

so I thought…

I'd come to bless her.

ONE FIX FOR PHULERA'S PLIGHT STAMP THE GOURD AND SET THINGS RIGHT

FOR THE POST OF CHIEF MRS. MANJU DEVI

Who do you think…

will win?

Let's see.

We could've reached sooner by bike.

No!

I might fall.

How would you? You can hold on to me.

Oh my. No…

Motorcycles are quite…

dangerous.

Naresh Ji!

If a motorcycle is too dangerous,

how about a cycle?

You can sit on the back carrier

and hold the seat. I'll walk alongside and push it.

It's safe.

Alright.

Come here.

I need the cycle for ten minutes.

Help him sit.

-Sure. -Come on, sit.

Be careful. Slowly.

You can place one leg on here.

And the other over there.

All good, Grandfather?

Let's go.

Keep your legs up.

-Oh, God. Where's it? -Be careful.

That leg, as well. Yes.

Our election symbol is the "pressure cooker."

Cast your vote for it.

We request your support.

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

Seems like…

they don't like you that much.

Who cares, Grandfather! What can they possibly do to me?

What if they win?

Not a chance!

Madam will also have your blessings, right, Grandfather?

That's all fine,

but actions matter too.

Just look at this sewer.

It's dirty.

Grandfather, the sewer was only dirty in a few places.

It's clean everywhere else.

Not in a few, but in three places.

Look at this lane. It's so clean.

Because this lane leads to Pradhan Ji's house.

Of course, it's clean.

Never mind.

This isn't something that can be dismissed,

-right, son? -Yes.

We've arrived.

Look at that.

Was it really necessary to install the solar panel at home?

The opposition is bound to retaliate after seeing this.

Come on, get down.

Slowly.

Everything requires balance.

I'll ring the doorbell.

They installed a doorbell?

I can hear a cuckoo singing.

The sound is coming from the doorbell, Grandfather. It's the doorbell.

A cuckoo sound from the doorbell?

What's the point of all this showiness?

These are exactly the reasons…

for the raid.

Coming!

Greetings, Grandfather.

How are you?

Stay happy and be blessed.

Did you come on a cycle?

Alright then, I'll leave.

-Okay. -No,

you went to such effort.

Come in and have some water before you go.

No, I have to wash my clothes

and return the cycle. I'll leave.

I brought sweets.

Have some before you go.

Come.

-Come. Come on. -Come.

Come, Grandfather.

I have to pee.

Yes, yes, I'll take you. Come.

Let's go.

He kept whining about the sewer being dirty the entire way.

What am I supposed to do about it? Should I clean it myself?

Your son-in-law is the Pradhan. Take it up with him, not me!

He probably said that because he thinks you're one of his own.

How am I one of his own?

You went through all that trouble to bring him here on a cycle.

Maybe he saw you as one of his own.

I almost felt like tossing the cycle into that same sewer!

Is that so?

Then why didn't you?

How could I?

Your grandfather is my grandfather too.

But how is my grandfather your grandfather as well?

I mean, not now… but maybe in the future.

You've been thinking about the future a lot lately.

I shouldn't?

Fine, just say the word and I won't.

Do think about it.

Just not too much.

Sachiv Ji!

Help me wash my hands.

I… I'll help you.

When is Manju coming back?

A few lanes were left, Grandfather.

She'll be here any moment.

One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

Dilipchand Ji!

-How are you? -Greetings.

-I am fine. -Greetings.

Here.

What's wrong?

Pradhan Ji, my wife is contesting the election this time.

What's your election symbol?

Peanut.

Peanut?

Shelled or unshelled?

Shelled.

Come on, man! Then keep shelling!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

One fix for Phulera's plight…

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

Stamp the gourd and set things right!

Alright, calm down, everyone.

Let's go.

Keep it down a notch.

Why? Are you going to send someone to raid the house again?

Your lack of manners…

Never mind. There's no point.

I have no manners?

-I have no manners?! -You bet!

Everyone in the village knows…

what perks you get in return for your service.

-Hey! What? -Isn't that true?

You acquired land worth 35 lakhs

-and have six lakhs at home! -Yes, we do!

That's just great!

May God grant everyone the opportunity to serve like this.

Come, let's go.

-Come on. -Or are you offering anything else

along with this service?

That's uncalled for!

You witch!

-Hey, Khushboo! -Khushboo!

Khushboo!

How dare you lay your hand on me!

-How dare you talk back! -Hey, Khushboo!

-That's enough! -You witch!

Khushboo, that's enough!

Witch! You really are a witch!

Go home and stay there!

Get lost! Take her away!

-Just ignore her. She's not worth it. -Don't make me say what I know!

Enough! Let it go!

Just drop it!

We don't have to retaliate like this, dear.

You'll hurt the kid.

Okay?

Let's go. Come on.

-Move! Get lost! -Let's go. Come.

Move it.

Let's go.

Come on, let's get moving.

Bhabhi, you're too much!

Did you really have to go that far?

Calm down.

It's alright.

Forget it, dear.

There's no point in responding to such slander.

We don't need to stoop to that level.

If they want to, let them.

That's enough.

Just stay calm.

-It's okay. -Aunty…

Prahlad Cha is like a father to me.

And she had the nerve to say that to me?

It's nothing. Don't mind it.

Hush now.

It's alright.

Khushboo dear,

you don't need to do anything.

The villagers will take your revenge in the election.

Trust me, dear.

It's all my fault.

None of this would've happened if I hadn't given the money.

The sky has turned Its light withdrawn

A lonely star Lost at dawn

The sun has taken Blossoms fair

Left empty branches Cold and bare

Soft tears fall Like silent rain

Dust settles softly On your pain

A fragile dream Breaks in my sight

I gather shards In fading light

The quiet whispers Through my soul

Speak of wounds That time can't hold

Storms have passed

But left their mark

Fear still lingers in the dark

Yet a gentle hope will rise

-Within your eyes -I'll transfer the land to your name.

With tiny steps

You'll learn to soar

And find your way To light once more

Prahlad Cha…

please keep coming over for meals.

A fragile dream Breaks in my sight

I gather shards In fading light

People who destroy homes…

may gain it all,

but…

they'll never find peace.

Father, you must be tired.

Please rest. Come.

God sees everything.

As you sow,

so shall you reap.

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

Bhushan Bhai's cooker

can even cook stones. What is a mere gourd to it?

Come on, say it loud! In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

In the cooker, the gourd will stew…

Phulera's freedom will come through!

Normally, a gourd softens in two or three whistles.

But our cooker is built differently.

It builds the kind of pressure that is so intense and so unstoppable…

that…

even the toughest and strongest gourd

is done…

in just one whistle!

One whistle is all it takes.

-Wow, that's amazing! -Superb!

-In a single whistle! -That's incredible, Bhushan Bhai!

Why won't the cooker whistle?

Let's increase the flame.

Step aside for a minute, Bhushan Bhai.

It will blow, alright.

It surely will. Just keep watching.

Oh, it will whistle for sure.

-It's about to. I can hear it. -Yes, easy now.

-Good Lord! -Oh my! Oh, no!

Oh, good heavens!

Brother's on the ground!

-Pintu's dad! -Brother! Sister-in-law!

What the hell happened here?

Binod, Bhushan Bhai!

-That was horrible! -Help me up.

I got burned! I got burned, Pintu's dad!

Get water for me!

Get some water!

-Go now! -You won't be able to help him up.

Wait. Please get up!

You'll be fine. Don't panic.

Pour it! Let it flow!

On his head!

-It's all good! -It's done!

It's fine! It's fine!

It's done now…

-Where is he hurt? -Didn't I say it was done?

-Get up. -Stand up.

-I'm fine. -Come on.

Up you go, brother. Stand up.

-I'm fine. -Get up.

-I'm fine. -Get up.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

These things happen.

They happen all the time.

That cooker pulled a fast one on them, man!

Looks like it was cheaply made.

Cookers do that. They blow up sometimes. Not a big deal.

Yes, exactly!

We often read in the newspapers

about cookers blowing up or exploding.

It's nothing serious, honestly!

Well, cookers are like that sometimes!

You shouldn't have increased the flame.

Well, alright.

The cooker's no match for the gourd!

Ain't that the truth! Looks like…

Bhushan Bhai took the heat, not the gourd!

Come on, let's go. Aunty, come on.

Go on, all of you.

Here's the papad.

Vikas,

what's the point of returning the money and the land to Prahlad?

You know very well what people are gossiping about in the village.

Prahlad Cha is like…

a father figure to both me and Khushboo.

How are we supposed to make the villagers understand that?

If that's the case, then why are you overthinking it?

One small comment and you completely lost it?

Bhushan and his family…

who are they, really?

Yes?

Opposition, right?

And if the opposition…

isn't throwing wild accusations, then what else are they there for?

What? Am I wrong?

It's classic politics.

Divide and rule, that's all this is.

Just another election stunt.

Don't let it get to you.

Forget it, Pradhan Ji.

I know the love they have for me is genuine.

It's not real love if it doesn't hurt sometimes.

Come on, kid, just sweep all this under the rug and move on.

You should've seen Bhushan's face

when the cooker blew up!

You should've taken a picture!

Given the condition he was in, it didn't feel right.

Otherwise, I would have!

Grandfather, you came by to bless ma'am, right? Is that done?

What?

Oh. Yes.

Even I want to know what the blessing was!

Just that she will get…

what she put in.

That's not a blessing!

That sounds more like a warning than a blessing.

Blessings aren't magic spells.

You reap what you sow.

Let's just focus on beer for now.

-Yes! Forget all that. -Yeah.

Yes, please focus.

Pradhan Ji.

Should we offer Grandfather a beer?

Come on, man!

This isn't about you!

This drunkard…