Original subtitles

"Don't hold Wahid and me responsible

for banning political discussion in the group."

"Moreover

Wahid and I are minority only in this group and family."

"Don't forget that

our Party rules this village and Kerala."

"Of course, we know that."

"Our village is in your Party's hands."

"That's why it's called Party Village."

"But Musthaq and Wahid..."

"I don't know if it's the weather

but the colour of your Party flag and office has changed."

"There's a rumour it resembles another Party's colour."

"Only a few Mappila Muslims like you still don't understand it."

"The shorts in your Khaddar attire might have changed colour

but not our flag."

"That will never happen."

"Now about Mappila Muslims understanding it or not..."

"Gather all the family members

and go on a tour across North India."

"Then say who among us understand what's really happening."

"People like you speak without fear

because we are at the helm in Kerala."

"Being the admin let me remind you again

of the importance of polite and respectful discussion."

"Mushtaq

don't take out your vicious words here."

"We just started this group."

-"Do you want to exit immediately?" -Ashrafka?

Supporting the secular community here

that is, supporting us and thus strengthening the cause

is the greatest thing that minorities can do for their faith.

Go away!

[TV news] "Meanwhile, Punjab Goa and Odisha

"extended their lockdown till 30th of this month."

"Delhi has imposed wearing masks..."

In the past, one could see beyond the field's edge.

Abba?

Tie a little higher.

Or my feet will touch the ground.

It's not just for you I want to ride it too.

It will be neither high nor low but just in the middle.

That's justice.

If this is how you serve justice it will be useless.

Will this do?

I'm coming down.

-Be careful. -Wahid?

-Over here. -Yeah.

Sajith?

What are you doing there? Planning to hang yourself?

I was looking to see who's there.

-What are you up to? Match? -Yeah.

We started a week ago.

Sitting at home makes you crazy.

When did you come?

Two weeks ago.

Just escaped.

Come, join us for the match.

No, I don't feel like playing.

Come on, man.

One more in, let's split into teams.

I'll be back soon.

No need of that.

Abba, do you play sports?

Tell me before bowling.

-Don't bend your arm. -Okay.

Do it properly.

-Hi, Wahid. -Hi, Giri.

Are they bringing Corona from the Gulf?

Our Aviation Ministry has taken care of that.

No one can come here anymore.

Expats are jealous of us.

Rascals!

Where else can they go but their own country?

Let them go anywhere. Who cares?

How's your modelling going?

I follow you on Insta.

I was having the best time but now it's all gone.

-Oh no, it's gone! -Kuttaappi!

Stop there, you...

-You pamper him too much. -He will fetch it himself.

Mamma!

I always tell the boy to watch out.

-How is it? -It's okay, dear.

-Does it hurt? -You should be careful.

Don't touch there.

-It's a small cut. -Show me.

Squeeze the juice out.

Not like that.

It's okay.

This is nothing.

Hot days and rainy nights.

[peals of thunder]

Abba, is Shahrukh Khan real?

Does he have a house?

Of course, that's all he has.

Go to sleep now.

Do you know what I'm thinking?

If we didn't have such a cosy house to flaunt

we would have died of low self-esteem.

-Isn't it so, Khadeeja? -Do one thing.

Take that pot away and keep a large bucket there.

You pray now.

Switch off the light.

Mosquitoes got in.

Will they sleep if the lights are off?

Indeed!

The net is torn to pieces.

You don't take care of it.

Look, do you see fireflies?

-Where? -Over there.

Where?

Umma!

-See there? -Wow!

Fireflies!

[phone ringing]

"Hello?"

Umma, haven't you slept?

"No, son, do you've power there?"

No, umma, we lost power.

"Yeah, same here. It's quite windy also."

"That coconut palm is leaning towards the house."

"You all sleep in my room."

"It's safe in there."

They all slept, umma.

If it's meant to fall, it will.

You go to bed.

We will shift the room, if needed.

-Alright. -"Okay."

[crashing sound]

Ya Allah!

Uppumma, the coconut palm fell.

-"The palm fell?" -Yes.

-Luckily, it didn't fall on the house. -"Is that so?"

It fell over the well.

-Everyone's outside. -"Allah!"

"Which palm was it?"

The one next to your room.

What's this?

Don't sit like that.

Let him sit.

Anybody will sit like that if they were in his place.

What if the tree had fallen over the house?

Even thinking about it make me shudder.

Basheerka, scoop out the coconuts or the water will turn black.

It was a high-yielding tree.

Your umma will be so sad.

That isn't the problem, is it?

It's a lesson for those who brag that a coconut palm never cheats.

What do I know about coconut palms?

Shooting his tongue!

My umma's prayers

and her concern...

That's why we are alive today.

What would have happened otherwise?

Aren't all mothers like that?

Yes, they are.

But I believe only in my umma's prayers.

That's my confidence.

Wahid, my son, are my kids alright?

Praise be to the Almighty!

It was a high-yielding tree.

But it was rotten inside.

Giri...

who cares about coconuts at this time?

Trees can be planted again.

I think some coconuts have fallen into the well.

Most of them tender coconuts.

These palms should be fertilised.

Just plucking coconuts won't do.

The coconuts, tender coconuts and spadix

should be kept separately.

-We should give some to Asmabi and Suhrabi. -Yeah.

You take whatever you want.

Let's give everyone their share

-so that my mind will be at peace. -Yeah right.

Concern!

Why are you staring at me?

Do you want to have it all for yourself?

What if it had fallen on the house and we had died?

-Allah! -You will be dividing the share while we are being buried.

What did you say?

Do you know what you just said?

How can you even think about it in such a situation?

Do you think my life isn't worth a tender coconut?

I know that's what you think.

You've sweet words for us but they are shallow.

Did you hear that?

He's so ruthless!

I deserve it for pampering you so much.

He was just 24 when you two fell in love and married.

He'd no money for your 'meher'.

I took my off necklace and gave it to him.

He hasn't replaced it yet.

And now this!

So you are keeping tabs on my debts?

If you keep tabs on my love for you I'll keep tabs on what you owe me.

I feel sorry for her. She's such a nice girl.

Who else will put up with a bull like you?

Wahid, come here.

What are you doing, Chinnamma?

You've no regard for your age.

Why do you roam around like this?

You know what...

Corona is a superstition.

A scam by some fake drug companies.

It's just like the flu.

So many die of dengue fever.

Help me with this.

I want to believe that but I can't.

Did you ask Basheerka before taking things from here?

You know how he is, don't you?

I know him very well that's why I came here.

He has a few rules.

No one should take anything from his land without asking him.

I always pick firewood without asking.

Chinnamma doesn't care whose it is.

So are you plucking these mangoes without asking?

He'll give me a lecture.

If he bothers you, come and tell me.

Anyway, what's the guarantee that this land belongs to Basheer?

Do you see that anthill?

This place must have been a temple

or holy abode of snakes in the past.

If I argue that he, his grandfathers

and their great-grandfathers grabbed this land

can he prove otherwise?

Can he?

Basheerka's grandfather...

is also my grandfather.

After all, we are cousins.

I was just joking.

Don't ever tell such jokes to anyone.

It won't be long before it gets serious.

Yeah coming.

-Someone's calling, I'll be back. -Oh!

Those tyres are flat.

There's nowhere to go. So why replace them?

Here comes the next.

Sajith is recruiting people.

-Hi Sandeep. -Hello Wahid.

[news updates on phone]

-"More quarantine centres will be opened." -Mahesh!

-One minute. -"We will discuss the rest tomorrow."

"Enough! No more questions."

The strength in our Chief Minister's words

is enough to gain people's confidence.

Yeah right.

Just like the Nipah virus and floods

we will set an example to the world by overcoming COVID.

-Wait and see. -What's the point of government action?

You saw what happened in Kasaragode and the Tablighi event in Delhi.

Moreover, there are a few people like his Basheerka

who believe that COVID is a scam.

-Wahid? -Yeah.

How are you?

The mosque committee has been inactive since you left.

The colour of the mosque's dome changed from red to green.

How's the Party work going?

You know what it's like to be a branch secretary.

Nair Hindus like Sajith and Hari and people like you...

Someone like me trying to bring them all under one roof.

Imagine that!

Sometimes I think I should leave everything behind

and play PUBG or TikTok like Babu.

So how's your job?

The usual sales meetings in Dubai and Bangalore.

COVID has put everything to a halt.

What to do?

Babu?

-Yeah. -Shall we go?

Hey, tell me when the tournament ends.

I want to take that log home.

Once it's polished it'll look awesome.

So many are after that log.

I don't care.

I'd my eyes on it since day one.

In fact, he comes here to make sure it's safe.

-Bye. -Okay.

Sandeep, how are you? Haven't seen you around?

I'm working at home due to COVID.

Yes, I came to know your wife is pregnant.

-Sajith? -Yeah.

Babu?

-See you then. -Crawl up!

Don't tell me what to do.

Alright, you go. Fill diesel every week.

Come on, Sajith.

-You go now. -Let's go.

Why can't you keep the toilet lid open, Faizi?

So what? That's my style.

-Eh! -Got no other job.

[TV] "Son, name what you want."

[TV] "derisive laughter"

I hit a different energy level in the ground.

By the way, I saw your beloved uppa coming.

What did he bring?

What's this?

Tell me what it is.

Grocery kit.

So he came to give you this?

Tell him to take it back.

He must have asked someone for it.

To insult me.

Poor man!

Do you know how much he struggled to get here?

Poor man?

He wants to trigger my inferiority complex.

Trying to run a parallel government and belittle our government.

Ask him to take it back right now.

Call him, if you want to.

My uppa didn't mean to hurt you.

His generosity backfired.

If you keep insulting my uppa for this

this kit won't return alone.

[TV] "Son, why are you sad?"

Switch off the TV, Faizi.

[TV] "The menacing Coronavirus..."

[inaudible muttering]

Why did umma call?

-Why did umma call? -She's coming tomorrow.

Nothing useful in it.

I'm not blaming your uppa.

The government kit will come soon.

Uppa said one more kit is on its way.

-How awful, Khadeeja! -What?

I'm in a hurry to leave.

-Who did this? -Not me.

Look who's quiet and you'll know who did it.

Where's the string?

-Shall I get down? -Yeah.

-Slowly. -What if I get down quickly?

Don't forget to take that bag.

My Qur'an translation and prayer books are in it.

-Nibu, my dear child! -Uppuma is here.

-Uppuma! -Yes!

-I didn't buy any sweets, boys. -Why not?

-Not a single shop is open. -Nothing?

But I got something else for you.

-Is it a suspense? -Yes, it's a suspense.

-Sanitiser! -Show me. -Wait there. -A little will do.

Keep it inside.

No match today?

It isn't time.

Wait!

-You didn't play today? -No one's there yet.

So you got time to put the string back in?

-Shahul? -Yeah.

-Why are you in a hurry? -I've to buy BP pills for father.

-How's the match going? -It's great.

But the discussions in the ground...

It's difficult to ignore it.

-Why? -Like discussion on Tablighi COVID.

Turning falsehood into general belief!

It has even appeared in the Kerala state PSC bulletin.

I heard Afreen joined the LGBTQ movement.

-Always with the oppressed. -That's good!

At least she didn't join your parents' Islamic movement.

They get PD on seeing people like us.

-What's that? -Plain dislike!

Yeah!

Alright, Wahid.

Go and play cricket.

-Nibu, no! -Stop it! -Do you want to hear about the match?

-Let go of my hand. -You let go.

-Stop fighting, boys! -Let go of my hand.

These boys are always fighting.

I didn't do anything, abba.

He tried to take from my plate.

Faizi broke my finger.

I know you started it.

Are you out of your wits?

Abba!

How many years older are you?

Tell me.

Is that my fault?

Eh?

What did he mean?

Hey, it can't be that.

-He's too young to know that. -Then?

You are always on the phone.

You forget everything else and dive into it.

Let me make this clear.

I do all the work in this house.

Not because it's my duty.

Your...

Your mother annoys me for no reason.

And I don't want to get into a fight.

I'll look at my phone or simply gaze at the sky.

I'll do whatever I want.

Don't you dare pass a comment.

I'm not a pseudo-feminist but don't turn me into one.

Got it?

Okay.

[plate crashing]

These boys have started again.

Khadeeja?

Even if I wipe, it will be clean.

Yes, umma?

Nothing.

Faizi...

You should remember he's just a child.

-You should remember that too. -Eh?

Abba, tell us about your match.

Oh!

Not in the mood?

Tell us.

Maybe you will cheer up.

I'll try telling loudly.

Maybe all of us will cheer up.

So...

do you know who's the king of the ground?

Is it you, Abba?

How can one become a king all of a sudden?

But...

I dropped some hints before I left the ground today.

I'll tell that later.

First, let me tell you how we split into teams.

-Giri? -Yes.

You tell a team.

Then we can make another team out of it.

I, Dharman, Hari and Dileep.

That's when their true colours came out.

How can you come up with such a shameless team?

Take it or leave it.

Then let me tell a team.

-Okay. -I'm saying because all of you are quiet.

I, Dileep, Hari and Wahid.

And if no one else wants, Kishore.

Best team!

-What's wrong with my team? -It won't work.

Then take Kuttaappi also.

-Take him. -That won't do. -Why not?

If your team keeps winning what about us?

Next step is tossing.

Single or double?

Double.

Single.

What's this?

I think the stone split.

No, it must have given birth.

That's when the battle begins!

The game spirit kicks in before any of us knows.

We enter the ground as friends

but once the match starts, we change.

Dharman...

the soldier!

The one who shat in the ground long ago.

These days, he stops short of shitting in the ground.

Oh no!

You aimed at the stone.

If I can do that I can hit the wicket also.

-Then do it. -That's what I did.

-Alright. -Oh, someone's hurt!

I'll show you.

Here you go.

Move, you're covering the wicket.

He's Dharman only by name.

He will do whatever it takes to win.

His damn Kathakali before the wicket.

Oh no! Watch out.

Doesn't he know how to play?

-Four! -No, it's not a four.

-It's not a four? -Yes it is. -No it's not.

It's a four, right?

Not a four.

If the palm leaf stirs and the stalk moves

-then it's a four. -But the leaves this side didn't stir.

-Did you see? -Did you see?

-Did you see? -Did you see?

How can you see? Your father is squint-eyed.

-Dharman! -Sandeep, no!

-Take it easy. -What take it easy?

Take it easy?

What if someone insults your father?

Did you just insult my father?

-Really? -What do you mean?

-Are you insulting my father? -So my father has no value?

But when there's an issue he turns into the good guy.

-Is that so? -What about you?

What's this, friends?

-So I started it? -What's this?

It's just a game.

Right?

Only one person can stand up to Dharman.

Sajith!

You are the troublemaker.

-Don't try to act smart. -Sajith, I didn't mean to...

Don't you get it?

You get it, right?

A self-declared master player.

He makes his own rules.

Out!

Out?

-It wasn't like that before. -But this is the first time.

From now, if you're caught after hitting a plant, you're out.

That's a good one.

Hari?

When a new rule is made

it's Hari who intervenes.

I think it's because it used to be Hari's land.

Hari has the final say when it comes to changing a rule.

Excuse me!

How's a player is out if he's caught after hitting a plant?

Even if it's allowed in World Cup it can't be allowed here.

The rules that we follow can't be changed easily, Sajith.

The player I really envy is Dileep.

But he decides if he should play well or not.

-Catch! -I got it, I got it.

You scared me.

-What a pity, right? -Dileep? -Eh?

Hit a boundary, man.

If we win, we can start the next game.

Why the heck did you say that to him?

See, now he'll hardly hit the ball.

That guy is a psycho.

Then we have Sandeep, Giri, Abhilash Ani, Kishore and Kuttaappi.

Only Sandeep doesn't know that he doesn't know how to play.

Giri is the new-gen on the ground.

The guy who does modelling.

Hari's brother.

He cracks sarcastic jokes and breaks the opposite team.

Dharman?

COVID is killing even 18-year-olds so be careful.

Thank God, we are 32. Right, Dharman?

You are 32, right?

Play!

Ani is a synonym for sincerity.

A perfect player.

You come down from the sky.

Tell the rest of the story later.

Abhilash's family came and settled here.

-That's why he lacks the gift. -Stop.

But he's a good player.

What are you doing, Abhilash?

Sorry, once more.

Kishore is the team's step-in.

Chinnamma's nephew.

Kishore's nephew Kuttaappi is a better player than him.

Bowling!

Don't spit on the ground, man.

Come on, come on.

Next ball.

That's the world where a new star is born.

Sandeep!

Where are you looking?

When I talk about my batting you may think I lag behind in bowling.

But my bowling is out of this world.

Due to my long-barrier fielding

do you know what they call me on the ground?

Terror!

Terror!

One minute.

I know it's out of love but please don't call me a terror.

It's a stylish name, isn't it?

-It's an honour. -No, man, no.

My helicopter shot

has created a new boundary.

That means a new rule.

So far, no one had hit a four that way.

Thus I became the M.S. Dhoni of this field game.

Dharman was the group's captain till then.

My brilliant performance got him clean-bowled.

From tomorrow, I decide what happens on the ground.

He's already sad there was no match today.

And you're starving him with your keto.

♪ Nothing's moving

♪ No more forward marching

♪ Standing still - moving by inches

♪ Walking back with no flinches

♪ No sky lit up in dawn's glow

Smart rat! It took the potato without getting trapped.

♪ No clock ticking, time moves slow

When can we attend a wedding?

The dead must be laughing at us from their graves.

Someone renewed their passport to go to Dubai but in vain.

♪ Nothing's moving

♪ No more forward marching

♪ Standing still - moving by inches

♪ Walking back with no flinches

♪ No sky lit up in dawn's glow

♪ No clock ticking, time moves slow

What are you praying for?

I'm praying for Corona to go away.

Ugh! His red prayer rug!

How can you seek God's blessings on it?

No wonder Corona doesn't go away.

♪ Days ahead, devoid of laughter

♪ Living in silence, here after

♪ You're far, I'm far, we're worlds apart

♪ Let's keep distance, no heart-to-heart

♪ Even if you see me, just ignore me

♪ No one's knocking, no visitors for me

♪ Lock down the world, stay indoors

Why don't you call one of them?

I lost their number when I changed the phone.

You've gone so far from home.

If he asks, tell him I'm not home.

Here.

-Uppa? -Are you leaving?

Have some tea and go.

I just had.

Next meal is two chappatis for dinner.

Do you cook?

I usually get takeaways.

But only if I feel like it.

♪ No wedding songs, no festive floors

♪ No late-night gatherings, no noise

♪ No lips touching, no amorous joys

♪ In loving hugs, our hearts can't rejoice

Khadeeja, he's leaving. Give him the phone.

What's the shame in getting a free kit these days?

-Look here. -Eh?

Be it your children, father or husband

don't spoil them by giving more than what they deserve.

♪ No wanderer roams in empty havens

♪ No traveller goes into paths forsaken

♪ That rush, that thrill

♪ Now mere flashes, on memory's frill

♪ Balls don't fire up fields anymore

♪ Hands reach out to gifts no more

♪ When dreams you see, go unseen

♪ Lie down and gaze at the sky

♪ Shower of joy, now a mere sigh

Don't mess the order they go in.

Our Party's kit is yet to come.

♪ No guests to stop by

♪ Shut the door, as world goes by

♪ Nothing's moving

♪ No more forward marching

♪ Standing still - moving by inches

What are you doing, Basheerka?

I'm investigating those who dump waste in my blind well.

[Loudspeaker] "Attention please."

"As COVID has been confirmed in adjacent villages, kindly stay alert."

"Wear a mask."

"Submit an affidavit while going out to buy essential items."

"Wash your hands with soap."

"Maintain social distancing."

"Avoid crowding."

Stop staring and put them in the pile.

The old hag wanders around and picks up whatever she finds.

What a nuisance!

Stanley...

I know you call me every now and then because the MD asked you to.

I didn't tell anyone here that I left.

I've decided I'm not coming back.

That man...

Let him run the firm with his son.

-"Listen, Wahid..." -Abba?

-Players are back on the ground. -Eh?

-I saw them. -"We can talk this through."

Stanley, I'll call back.

Smart boy!

Wahid is here.

I didn't see anyone here for a few days.

Trying to get rid of Sajith.

As he's recruiting players.

But it didn't work.

Boys!

Ready?

Here comes our dear friend.

Sajith, come fast.

Big brother is coming, man.

Don't tell anyone what we told you.

I couldn't tell you there's no match as you're not in the group.

Hey, add Wahid to the cricket group.

What's your number, Wahid?

-9-9 -9-9

-4-7 -4-7

-6-8-3-0-0-6

-0-0-6

Wahid.

You exited our old friends' drama group

when Mithun posted a political joke about the Party.

I'm adding you back.

Don't allow him to join.

Send him off.

How's your game going?

You're doing well.

After all, Sandeep invented this game.

-So he has to win. -Guys!

I'll also play with you.

Go home and take rest.

You know where you're coming from, Ani.

But I'm not ill.

I nearly took a shower in sanitiser.

I follow all safety precautions properly.

Safety!

I'm not playing today.

But I'll be there from tomorrow.

Hey...

If Ani works in the hospital so do you.

He's just a floor supervisor but I'm a physiotherapist.

Even otherwise, how can you compare us?

You tell a team.

Abhilash?

Who's that?

-I think there's a problem. -Why is holding up a bag?

-Come fast. -Is that a free kit?

The blind well in my land

isn't a dumping ground for the locals. I won't allow it.

Will you allow?

There was a prescription in this bag.

Isn't Meenakshi your mother, Abhilash?

How can you be sure that Meenakshi is my mother?

Don't say that, Abhilash.

What proof do you need other than this prescription?

You must take it back home.

I'll do no such thing.

You bourgeoisie have taken over all the land here.

People are struggling to build houses as there's no land.

And you're talking about an old scar.

Don't teach me how to look after my land.

What's this, Basheerka? Just leave it.

Don't you want people to speak well of you, so you can die soon?

I mean, so you can live longer.

Look at Wahid.

If there's any problem on the ground Wahid's word is final.

Do you know why?

He's a good Muslim.

That's why.

Basheerka?

I'll take care of this waste.

Problem solved, isn't it?

This isn't from his house.

-Why do you want it? -I've my needs.

So the problem's solved.

Can I go?

Here.

Such a waste case!

Problem solved, right?

-Basheerka? -Eh?

When we live in a pluralistic society

we must close our eyes to certain things, isn't it?

Why should we close our eyes?

Should I close my eyes to locals dumping waste in my land?

Where do you come from?

Even if we close our eyes, it'll stink.

You can find a solution without overreacting.

Overreacting?

Check that well.

It's full of garbage.

I even put up a poster saying "Do not dump waste."

What happened?

Overreacting, it seems.

Wahid, you got a peculiar anxiety issue.

With this anxiety, forget about life

how will you survive on the ground?

I don't understand.

It's my anxiety and that of people like me

which sustains secular India.

Wahid!

What's wrong with you?

Did the ball hit your head?

You make such a fuss while playing here.

If I take a video of it and send it on WhatsApp

with the title, "angry Muslim youth"

do you think it'll be easy for you to prove that you are a Communist

and this is just a game?

This is what people like you do.

Exaggerate that minorities are leading a difficult life here.

So this is exaggerating?

Exaggerating!?

Wahid, go and play.

Come.

Why are you here with a book?

I heard you hit the ball that side and argued it's a four.

I didn't argue.

Just proposed a democratic discussion.

Hitting the ball in such a way that fielders can't even touch it.

Is that what you call democracy and secularism?

What about logic?

What logic in this ground?

Every rule has to have a loophole, right?

Even the Indian Constitution has a loophole.

Times have changed.

Gone are the days of feudal elites

when the mighty and bright was right.

Here decisions are made

based on majority opinion.

As far as I know

the rules followed here are written down in this book.

-The Field Law! -That means...

No one can add anything to it

or change what's already in it.

Alright.

I don't mind.

-Catch, catch, catch. -Throw, come on.

-Out, out, out! -No, not-out.

No, not-out!

[inaudible chatter]

The ball hit the wicket after I reached the crease.

Wahid, you saw it. Isn't he out?

The ball hit after I reached.

Wahid will tell the truth.

You saw it, right?

The ball hit the wicket after I reached here.

Wait a minute.

We'll accept whatever Wahid says.

Majority opinion matters.

So he's out, isn't it?

[TV news] "Karnataka border is closed."

"People from Kerala will need permission to enter."

"The Prime Minister has announced

that the lockdown will be extended by three weeks till May 3rd."

"Health workers captured an expat who came a few weeks ago

and admitted him to a quarantine facility."

"The expat who broke the quarantine law

and roamed around freely

was caught with the help of the local police..."

Tell me, Sajith.

"This year's Vishu festival is a bummer."

"So we've decided to have a small party."

"At our usual spot."

"You must come."

I'm not coming.

"Everyone will be there. Let's have fun."

"Okay then."

World's first Vishu without fireworks.

Listen everyone.

If PUBG is banned

I'll kill myself.

I'll teach them a lesson.

Instagram is the elite class among them all.

Rest of them are junk.

Hey!

Non-drinkers shouldn't be allowed at a drinking party.

They will finish the snacks.

-Where's mine? -I've an important announcement.

Pay attention.

We won't play cricket

in our ground anymore.

From now on, we play football.

So we'll play football from now.

Are you all okay with it?

-Okay? -Yeah, done!

-Okay. -Let India enter Football Worldcup.

Then we'll see how you put up billboards of Messi and Ronaldo.

Just a minute.

There's a happy news.

Babeesh is coming to play in our ground.

Why's he coming to play in our ground?

-He was expelled from the Party. -Talk to him.

Here, talk to him.

-Hello? -"Hello."

Babeesh, my son...

"Happy Vishu!"

-Happy, happy... -Happy!

-Are you coming to play with us? -"How can I not come?"

"After all, Wahid is playing."

You must come.

-"Alright then." -Ask him to come.

Ask him to come. Give it to me.

Remember when you hit five sixers in a row?

-That's why he's coming. -It's not just that.

He has other scores to settle.

If Babeesh comes you're finished, Wahid.

Babeesh's Revenge!

Why does he want revenge?

Back when we were in high school

I scored five sixers in one of his overs in a cricket tournament.

-Really? -Not only that.

Then did he pinch you in the nursery?

It's not a joke.

Babu lost the Panchayat Election due to the cricket tournament

organised by the Residents' Club.

-Is that why? -Of course.

On the finals' eve, someone stole cricket bats and other items.

It was alleged that the Party Club did it to defame the Residents' Club.

Thus the votes were divided.

I'd questioned Babeesh's stand on it

because he was a Party worker.

Is that why?

Switch off the light.

Anyway, I'm sure about one thing.

What?

Babeesh will play with us.

Are you going to play with kids?

-Really, Babbu? -Come here, honey.

I'm only halfway, come.

Yeah, you're still halfway.

-Come on, honey. -Why did you come back?

Now people will start talking.

-Let them talk, it's fun. -Oh yeah?

-Guys, guys! -Yeah?

Look.

What's that?

When he said that last night I thought he was drunk.

Come, let's see.

So shall we start?

Remove these and fix two goalposts.

Football?

Yes.

We talked last night.

You talked.

But we thought you were drunk.

How can we just change the game?

Whatever the game we just want to play.

Let's play cricket.

Cricket.

No!

No more playing cricket.

Why not?

No!?

Suppose I said that...

Raise your hand, if you support me.

The majority decides what to play here, right?

Those who support football raise their hands.

Cricket?

Neither?

Then why don't we play football?

What about you?

Cricket.

-You too? -That's it.

-Oh? -Cricket.

So all of you want to play cricket?

-Then it's cricket. -It is.

-I'm not playing from now on. -Eh?

I'm going to the mini-stadium to play football.

Dharman?

-Where are you going? -I'm leaving.

They can't grant the slightest wish of a man guarding this country.

-So you split up? -No.

I told them politely.

What?

That I'm not coming back.

-He'd no problem till yesterday. -So what happened?

Our soldier seemed sad.

What to do?

All of a sudden, he wants to play football instead of cricket.

Is that so?

Ah... Wahid!

Hello, Babeesh.

So...

all of you are enjoying the lockdown?

Enjoyment indeed!

Well, can't say there's no enjoyment at all.

Are you still in good form, Wahid?

Back then, you blasted me with sixers.

-Yeah? -Forget it.

You're still holding on to it.

How can I forget that?

Is your family here or in Bangalore?

Family is here itself.

You've two kids, right?

W-wait, can I say a team?

I, Babeesh

Sajith and Abhilash.

Can I say what I think?

I don't know much about it but still...

Why don't we play like Giri said?

Those who beat great teams become heroes, right?

We don't need to be embarrassed if we lose to Wahid.

What do you think?

-Shall we give it a try? -Okay.

You make it seem like our team is strong.

But he's no complaints.

[inaudible chatter]

Let's toss.

-Single or double? -Double.

Single!

-We'll bat first. -I'll be the keeper.

-Position everyone. -Come on.

-Are you standing here? -Yes. -You go stand there.

Wait, one minute.

Come here, I want to talk to my team.

[whispering]

-Howzzat? -Good!

Hey, it's a not-out.

-The bat didn't touch. -What?

What is he saying?

Not-out? No problem.

Good play!

-Bowling! -Come on, strike!

It's okay, I'm fine.

No problem.

Giri?

-Come on. -Howzzat?

-Out! -Good job!

What do we do? We've not scored yet.

Wahid, you go next.

Why is Wahid looking so stiff?

He won't be able to play like that.

Bowling, bowling, bowling.

Hey, watch out.

-Hey, look out. -Go back. -Over here.

Wahid, be careful.

Bowling, bowling.

-I'll get it. -Oh no!

-It's my area, Babeesh. -Isn't he out?

-Out! -My leg!

Out!

Bowling, bowling.

Yay!

Yay! Good catch, man.

Good bowling, Ani.

-Good! -Wahid?

-Bowling, bowling. -Go for it, man.

It's okay, do better next time.

-Giri, hit slowly and run. -Wait a second.

Runner.

He's their last man. So get him!

Go for it!

-Just a slow hit. -Oh yeah!

Hey Wahid!

Over here.

-No, over there. -Faster, faster.

-Oh no! -That's it.

-What's this, Sandeep? -This is it.

Go look for the ball, fielder.

What a shame!

Two runs in three balls.

I think we will lose.

The game's getting out of hand.

Once in a while Giri stays in the game.

Ani, bowl an outswing and get him out.

Not possible.

The ball has no grip.

It's fully worn out.

If you want to win

there's only one way.

Is this right?

Want to win?

Yes!

I'm not particular about it.

Then why do you play?

Ani?

Do you want to stay with a team?

Then you've to do it.

Can't find the ball.

Can we get a new one?

Ani?

Don't let them hit a single ball.

Bowl them out, Ani!

Out!

Janamma's cow!

You can tell that by looking at the dung?

It's not Janamma.

She won't do such a thing.

This is a planned move against us.

An act of vengeance!

In that case

it's Basheerka's cow.

We had an argument with him.

Don't speculate on this.

What do you mean?

Undoubtedly, he took revenge on us.

If it's him, this will get serious.

He asked me to take the garbage home.

I'll make him eat this dung.

-Let's go. -Come on!

We haven't picked up a fight in a while.

Wait!

Do you know what I'm thinking?

This is the excreta of a mute creature.

Besides, it has medicinal values.

We can just put it aside.

Right?

Here.

Just scoop it up

and put it over here.

I think we can start playing right away.

What do you all think?

Nothing, it's your hand. [cow mooing nearby]

What?

Gangan uncle?

-So it was your cow? -I saw some lush grass

so I let her roam around.

That was quite a thing you did.

If we'd questioned Basheerka we'd have become fools.

-Right? -Of course. -You bet.

Wahid, there's a tap over there. Go wash your hands.

Yuck!

You touched it with bare hands?

Even I don't touch it with bare hands.

His Highness has arrived!

Here he is.

Here, our teams are ready.

HALLO!

Catch!

Since you didn't come yesterday we thought you quit.

No, man. Something important came up.

I'd to finish it.

From now on, our match comes before everything else.

We'd to get a new member to get us a dozen new balls.

Hey, this is nothing.

Can we split into teams?

-Everyone's here, right? -Yeah.

That's why I came straight without parking.

What if we don't form new teams?

Same team as yesterday.

Same team everyday.

Imagine how fierce the game will be.

The thrill will fly high.

-Sounds exciting, right? -Yes!

-Right, Wahid? -It'll be intense.

I'm okay with it.

That's a good idea.

We can cut the trouble of forming new teams daily.

-Right? -Yeah, agreed.

We can make a team later if we want.

That won't be necessary.

Alright, let me park the bike.

Give me the ball.

Wash your hands, Wahid.

Or it'll dry out.

The ball's grip is changing the course of the match.

If a new ball replaces the old one

then the bowling team will win.

They won't listen to me.

-You must talk to them. -No problem.

Hello, we've a suggestion.

Not me but all of us.

The thing is...

The grip of a new ball

is changing the course of the match.

So what?

Ease up the grip.

Get the book.

Highlight with a red pen.

In that case, I've something to say.

Stop using runners.

Some go as fast as a rocket.

That won't do.

So what about those who can't run?

They shouldn't play.

-Is that so? -Yes, it is.

Write it down.

You don't mess with us!

If the batsman can't run

he shouldn't bat.

Put name and sign below.

Let new rules be made.

The world will get better and so will the game.

-Is it so? -Is it not?

Now that we've taken out the rulebook

a few more rules have to be added.

We won't play until the rules are in order.

So we aren't playing?

What kinda darned rules!

♪ You say, just a field game

♪ But still a big thing, I say

♪ To be fair, it's true

♪ Cheating in game ain't fair to do

♪ Cheating needs thwarting...

What happens when a traffic signal is installed at a junction?

The traffic jam will get worse.

Otherwise, people will pass by somehow.

Really?

I don't know but that's what happens here.

♪ You say, just child's play

♪ But still a big deal, I say

♪ Tell me not your age

♪ For age is just a number

♪ To win is the sole aim

Good things are worth the trouble.

Don't you remember the note ban?

What?

I couldn't think of another example.

Get out of here, kiddo!

Go!

That boy is always out playing.

Howzzat?

-Superb bowling! -You nailed it.

The game's in our hand. We'll win this.

-That was a difficult ball. -Superb, man!

Superb, Giri!

Why are you still here, Wahid?

Just waiting until the celebration's over.

-Why? -The ball went past the crease.

If the ball hits the ground and bounces, it's a not-out.

That tree is the edge.

Under what circumstances was that rule made?

I want to know who, when and how.

When Abhilash was batting.

He wasn't dismissed.

We were on the same team.

-Don't you remember, Sandeep? -But was I

here that day?

-I'm sure Abhilash remembers. -No, I don't remember.

You don't remember?

I said I don't remember.

Now don't cling to it.

You are out, so just walk off.

A game demands ethics, Abhilash.

Do you have ethics?

Do you?

You retaliated by getting me out because I supported majority opinion.

Do you call that ethics?

When I walked out that day I was crying inside.

I don't play in the same team as you on purpose.

You were an honest guy.

Now you will do anything to win

and say anything to win.

Do you know why?

When Babeesh came you lost hope of winning.

-Abhilash... -That's enough!

You have hurt him to the max.

It can't be allowed anymore.

Here's the new rule.

Anywhere the balls lands after it bounces up...

OUT!

"Hold on, Sajith."

"What parts of the ground get you kicked out?"

"Which parts get you runs?"

"I'm fully confused."

"The rules change from day to day."

"What's happening?"

[phone ringing]

"-Hello, who's this?" -It's Wahid.

-"Wahid who?" -Wahid from the ground.

"Yes, Wahid. What is it?"

Nothing.

I called to say that we should take the game seriously.

"Take the game seriously?"

"You never called me before."

"So I thought it was something serious."

"Anyway, good that you called."

-"I wanted to come and see you." -Why?

"You shouldn't have scolded Kuttaappi."

"Is this how you treat children?"

"Don't you have children too?"

"Hello?"

-"Hello..." -What happened?

What do I tell you?

Giri and the others...

They keep making fun of me.

It's unbearable.

Then get them on your team.

I'll decide what to do in the ground.

I don't need your advice.

Compared to our team

your team seems a little weak.

How about balancing it?

Yes, let's balance it out.

It lacks a balance.

But how?

We'll take Giri.

You take Sandeep.

Oh!

An agenda to get rid of me.

Bruh!

Hey wait, that's not what I meant.

Let Sandeep stay you can take someone else.

No, no, no!

Sandeep knows his worth.

It's much more than what you think he's worth.

Babeesh, I'll be on your team till my death.

-I'll show you. -Sandeep... -Hey!

Let go! Let go! Let go!

Your agenda won't work on me.

I'll show you...

I'll show you who Sandeep really is.

Are you happy now?

Come on.

-Come, let's begin. -Relax, Sandeep.

You can't control me you are on my team.

-Look out, Giri. -Good job!

Floor him, man!

Don't allow fours.

Sorry.

That ball was an out. You nudged it to the boundary!

Go and stand in the front.

There's no point in putting you on the four-line.

I can't stand in the front, Wahid.

Afraid of getting hit, aren't you? Stand right there.

Go!

Useless guy! Why does he come to play?

Don't force him, let him stay there.

Giri?

All the best, man. Go for it!

Oh no! Is he dead?

Are you okay, Giri?

-Move your hand. -Oh God!

Help him up.

-Get up slowly. -Are you okay?

He's busted!

-He has an online photoshoot on Sunday. -What do we do now?

Shall we go to a hospital?

Why put him in the front? He's just a kid.

Lost his mind or what?

♪ Common sense took a vacation

♪ Level's gone for a toss, no explanation

♪ The dam within has burst

♪ Out came lies, quenching its thirst

♪ Things got messier on arrival

♪ Picked a fight and got deprival

My son has lost his peace of mind since he started playing.

God, why does he always get into trouble?

♪ Nah, not for me any other philosophy

♪ Bare truth, oh it's bare truth

♪ Free of frills or fancies it's bare truth

♪ Pain's the same for every skin and shade

♪ No matter the hue or race the agony won't fade

♪ Pain's the same for every skin and shade

♪ One song we sing when the agony won't fade

Don't get yourself out for more runs.

-Sorry, man. -What sorry?

Basheerka?

What are you doing to this fragile ecosystem?

Fragile ecosystem?

The land where my house will come up!?

Here?

No, on your head!

You can't do it.

Don't you know what the old folks say?

This anthill is tied to their faith.

Please don't destroy this and create communal polarisation.

But I...

If it's absolutely necessary

let's call everyone for a talk and find a solution.

I'll take care of it.

Until then, don't do anything stupid.

Promise?

Yes, I promise.

-Wahid? -Coming.

What the heck!

Guys, the health worker is here.

Run, Sushama is here.

-Sushama? -Run, run, run!

Run, everybody.

Run!

♪ The track switched and pants got ripped

♪ When I bowed low the world had me trampled

♪ When I moved aside, I got sidelined

♪ When I turned around, I got slandered

♪ World philosophy is now common philosophy

♪ Nah, not for me other-worldly philosophy

♪ Bare truth, oh it's bare truth

♪ Free of frills or fancies it's bare truth

♪ Pain's the same for every skin and shade

♪ No matter the hue or race the agony won't fade

♪ Pain's the same for every skin and shade

What did you do?

-Was it you? -Yeah, can you play?

Why not? I can't run but I can still play.

But you can't have a runner.

Get lost!

Ouch!

It's okay. Take two days rest.

So you are sitting out?

The no-runner rule backfired on me.

Why are you so grumpy, Babu?

TikTok has been banned.

So you also got a taste of new rules, didn't you?

Awesome!

Hey, what are you doing there?

"Hi, everyone."

"We must help Abhilash move bricks to his house tomorrow."

"Don't forget."

Who are you?

Abhilash's friend.

He went out to buy meat.

You know my brother's friends?

By the time they come you'll finish the work.

-I see, you are a muscle man! -A little.

Hello, friends.

Couldn't you come a bit earlier?

Why are you late?

That was to me, not you.

Hi, Wahid.

Hi, Ani.

That's a cool colour.

So you too have started wearing brands?

Why can't I wear a brand?

The colour won't fade easily.

Where did you go?

What you said was unfair.

That's not what I meant.

You sit down.

You accidentally spilled what you thought.

Understood.

Please don't take it seriously.

In game and life

we're on the same side.

I know we aren't mean to be rivals.

So I'm letting it go.

How can you play with these guys?

What a shame!

Some of us have come to our senses.

Move over there, Kishore.

-Ani? -Yeah. -You do it.

Why don't you get someone who's confident?

It's the last over, don't screw up.

Sancho and Saka's lack of confidence cost England the Euro Cup.

Ani, go for it.

Bowling, bowling.

Same ball!

Hello, where are you going?

Only five balls? The over's not finished.

I bowled a full over.

-I counted them. -Ani?

There's one more ball left. An over is six balls, not five.

You missed three balls.

One ball went off-side.

One hit the leg and one came back to me.

Do the math.

I didn't miss three balls, Ani.

Give him one more ball.

I delivered six balls.

Who do you trust? Him or your teammate?

Why should I trust you over him?

You tell me.

Why can't you trust me?

Why can't you?

Get away!

How dare you hit me?

Let go of him, Ani.

You won't get away with it.

Who in the world do you think you are?

-Break it off! -Stop it!

[in Hindi] War in the ground?

I won't let it happen.

Catch!

Stop! Retreat!

He's using reservation to suck us dry.

-Ani! -Retreat! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Stop!

Game or otherwise

your privilege is what makes you who you are.

-Hey! -Leave me!

You get everything that Sancho, Saka and I don't get.

I'll kill him, leave me.

I'll finish you...

Reservation is the Constitutional right of the disadvantaged.

It's not your generosity.

Stop it!

I'm leaving.

As a soldier I want to tell you the same thing

that the Chinese doctor who told the world about Corona, said.

What was that?

A healthy society needs space

for more than one set of ideas and opinions.

Yeah right.

That good man ended up in jail.

Remember what I said. I'm leaving, okay.

Red Salute!

Red Salute!

It's okay, friend.

Ramadan fasting starts tomorrow.

One needs to know multiple skills to survive these days.

Despite having a PhD degree I get no respite from home.

My father is bothering me.

The monkey comes as soon as I wake up.

A real monkey!

Sometimes there's a peacock too.

Don't they come here?

-Yes. -Forests and mountains must be gone.

I'm thinking of learning a new trade.

What trade?

What about carpentry?

It's not as easy as PhD.

Then what do I learn?

Listen

things are getting out of hand in the ground.

You can't win?

It's not just that.

There's a lot of dirt inside us

which we recycle without letting out.

They came out.

-Are you all fighting? -More or less.

It's a positive sign.

Eh?

Only when each person and society gets to stand up and fight

can we say that we are part of something in its correct sense.

We've seen how new organisations are suppressed, when they protest.

Why?

The attitude that they shouldn't do this.

The real problem is that

if you want to survive you must act like the good guy.

So fighting is good.

Stanley, you didn't attend my call.

"I was driving, Wahid."

-"You know the traffic in Bangalore." -Okay.

I want my PF money immediately.

How can the company withhold my allowance?

"It's not what you think."

"I'm trying my best."

"You should rethink, Wahid."

-"You've to come back." -No chance.

There's no going back.

I'm strapped for cash, Stanley.

I need my money so bad.

I know you've some issues in your company.

But I didn't ask you what it is.

Can't you hold on a bit longer?

I can't.

It's a shame to hold on to that job.

In my opinion, you shouldn't quit the job now.

It will affect everyone in this family.

It's not right to take a decision alone.

Such recklessness has no place in family life.

Such people should not marry.

Have this.

Chinnamma's jackfruit tree bore fruit for the first time.

I made your favourite stew with it.

Go wash your hands.

Who told you I want jackfruit?

Eating jackfruit won't solve my problems, umma.

Don't try to cheer me up when I'm freaked out.

It's jackfruit all the time.

Did you shout at umma because of what I said?

Only when you lose such a person

will you realise her worth.

Umma?

I wasn't angry at you.

I've hundreds of things on my mind.

We can't open up to everyone

except those we are close to.

I don't mind if you aren't close to me

don't open up so much.

So should I keep it all inside me?

Keep it inside you.

When you raise your voice I feel scared like a small child.

I'm old now.

Maybe that's why.

Alright, umma.

I'll make sure I don't repeat it.

You've to get up for the pre-dawn meal. Go to bed.

It's Ramadan, you must be righteous.

-So you should stop playing. -Eh?

-Stop playing? -Yeah.

Otherwise you'll be on the ground when it's time to break the fast.

You have to be home by then.

If you can't, don't fast.

There's no point in starving.

How can you say that, umma?

Turn your back on friends when religion calls?

Even during the World Cup

her father turns off the TV during the call to prayer

That's why I don't like him.

These are personal matters.

Should we make a fuss and turn our backs on everything?

You can even drink alcohol if there's an emergency.

But what's the emergency here?

You won't understand that.

How will you break the fast?

I'll take some dry dates in my pocket.

Break my fast with it.

Then come home and pray.

You needn't suffer so much.

Whatever the reason

if you don't come to break the fast then don't come back.

We'll see.

Are you praying for Corona to go away, ummachi?

No, my dear son.

We've an even bigger problem here.

Your abba needs help on the ground.

God, please help my son win the match.

Because we need peace in this house.

There's a way to find the ball.

"Turn around, Goddess and show us the way."

Look at this...

Why are you wearing a watch, Wahid?

Watch?

Forgot to take it off.

Umma?

-Why doesn't time move? -It'll move in its own time.

The tempting aroma of beef! Where's it coming from?

We don't buy beef at home.

Nobody likes it.

Smells good, isn't it?

Take him aside and ask.

One minute.

Hold the other end.

Come here, Wahid.

It's for Sandeep's wife.

Where can we buy good beef?

Eh?

Beef?

You didn't understand?

We eat it too. This isn't North India...

-Focus on the game, Wahid. -Yeah.

Come, let's play a last match.

-There's still time. -It's getting dark.

That's okay, come on.

The team batting second will play in the dark.

Don't say that. We've played after sunset.

Wait!

It's time for call to prayer.

-Don't you want to break your fast? -Nah.

Sorry, we forgot. You go home.

-It's okay. -It's not okay.

Such observances should be duly followed, Wahid.

Enough for today, we'll shuffle the team.

You go.

-Go now. -Go, Wahid.

Go on, Wahid.

Go, Wahid.

It's okay.

-Come, let's play. -Come on, guys.

Hey, look.

Is there a way to stop

the smell of beef from coming out of the cooker?

Why?

It's a bit tricky.

The aroma spreads everywhere.

We can stop cooking it.

No need.

[call to prayer from a mosque]

It's time.

[in Arabic] 'In the Name of Allah...'

Wahidka?

Wahidka, don't worry. It's just a dream.

Don't worry, relax.

I want peace of mind, Khadeeja.

My brain is on fire.

Can't you stop playing using fasting as an excuse?

Is that the solution?

Stop playing to observe fasting?

Sometimes I say something casual

but they take it seriously on the ground.

That's how you talk sometimes.

Even if it's about a mosquito.

You're unable to leave the game behind.

If you do as I say

I can help you out of this trouble.

Stop being stubborn and focus only on the game.

You should win.

But stop thinking that you must win at any cost.

You've hit rock bottom right now.

If you want to get out of it

you should learn to relax.

As training, you should yield when there's a fight.

You should also learn to accept life's failures.

Don't make so much noise on the ground.

Even if you're sure of something

don't try to win by arguing.

In that case

I won't get a single run.

Those who praised you to the heights of Burj Khalifa

are now trying to pull you down.

If you want to save your skin listen to what I say.

Hello?

So from today, you'll do as we decided.

Right?

What's he doing?

He hit a six!

Did you do that deliberately?

Now I've to toil alone.

What's wrong with you, Wahid?

What happened?

That was my over, you bowl.

I don't want to do it.

Then who will do it?

I've a shoulder pain. So batting and bowling will be difficult.

If you don't play, how will we win?

Do one thing, keep the wicket.

-Out! -What?

-Out! -How?

He threw at it like hitting a mango with a stone.

-How can you say that? -Awful bowling!

The ball touched here and went straight to the stump.

If it hits the stump after...

♪ Flowing like a river beside

♪ Glistening like prayer times' tide

♪ She weaves the threads of my mind's design

♪ Ever the tapestry of the heart's shrine

♪ Tapestry of heart's shrine

♪ Flowing like a river beside

♪ Glistening like prayer times' tide

♪ In love's hour, hymns to the Sublime

♪ She clasps his hand in a tender clime

♪ Silver strands gently her fingers trace

♪ Day charms, wearing the sun's smile

♪ Night adorns with moon's enchanting guile

♪ Through the threshold

♪ Past the tales untold

♪ The dreams return behold

♪ Flowing like a river beside

♪ Glistening like prayer times' tide

♪ She weaves the threads of my mind's design

♪ Ever the tapestry of the heart's shrine

♪ Tapestry of heart's shrine

Do you know how good it feels

when you can finally stretch your legs on the opposite seat during a train ride?

Thanks to you, that's how I feel now.

So we've been fooled.

Babeesh, have a look at this.

-What is it? -Come here.

Do you see this?

Everything was closed during Vishu.

But they've opened it all for Ramadan.

Even though our Party is in power

we can't pretend to ignore such biases.

That was the need then. This is what's needed today.

So when cases are just 100

shut down everything and make people suffer.

And when cases rise to 1000 give relaxation, right?

It was difficult to control people then.

Today, people have to be let out.

It's a matter of survival.

If you want to justify, go ahead.

I'm not afraid to tell anyone what I think.

Tomorrow's Eid. So you won't come to play, will you?

Why wouldn't I?

I don't see a problem.

I'll come.

The attire I bought for Saliha's wedding will come in handy now.

This day is like a gift from God.

Sitting at home has been suffocating.

I want to visit all my relatives.

We should leave early in the morning.

We've to reach Ammo's house by noon.

I've something to say to all of you.

We won't be celebrating Eid this year in solidarity with COVID.

In solidarity with COVID?

No, to the people suffering due to COVID.

But that includes us also, Wahidka.

Why can't we use the one-day relaxation just like everyone else?

Who is everyone?

Do you think everyone will go out as soon as they relax the rules?

If Muslims go out and celebrate what will others think?

Who'll be blamed if cases increase?

After 30 days of fasting do you want to earn a bad name?

The children are really excited.

-Can you at least take them out? -No way!

We must show the world the restrain we gained from fasting.

Doesn't Islam teach us that all human beings are like one body?

When COVID is wreaking havoc across the world

how can we celebrate?

Why do I need new clothes if we aren't going out?

I don't want either.

Faizi?

Get up, it's Eid day.

Be a good boy.

-Won't you bathe? -Why? We aren't going anywhere.

Then stay there.

You bathe. No, no, no.

Have you all reached Suhra's home?

"Yes, umma."

Where will you go from there?

"To aunty's home."

"Everyone's already there."

Mohsin just called from Kuwait.

"Why didn't you go anywhere, umma?"

The elderly should be more careful.

So I didn't step out at all.

Aha, Izuttaa...

What's my sweetheart doing?

-"I'll call back later, umma." -Okay.

Wake me up at 4.30 pm.

I set the alarm but what if I sleep off.

I want to be there before everyone else.

[alarm ringing]

Hello, Sajith?

Why isn't anyone here yet?

-"There's no match today." -Eh?

You left early yesterday to break the fast.

That's when we decided not to play today.

"Didn't you go out?"

Yes, I just got back.

Enjoy, see you tomorrow.

"Okay."

The villains ruined my Eid.

Now they are celebrating.

How will I go home?

Why put me through this, God?

For God's sake, don't spoil the fun.

I think he was into something else before he became religious.

[call to prayer from a mosque]

I'd a wonderful Eid this time.

-'Peace be upon you' -'And upon you too'

Uppa used to be a romantic person.

Do you know what I saw once?

While we were having tea

umma was rubbing her feet over uppa's.

Hey!

What happened?

Our wicket, that tree stump, is gone.

Babu is furious.

I won't let it go.

This is serious.

You've no idea what Babu can do.

Stop!

Stop searching.

You won't find it.

Whoever took it, will pay the price.

He knew I wanted it but he still took it.

That's wicked.

Darn wicked!

-I won't let this go. -Babu?

I won't spare anyone of you.

-Babu? -Messing with me?

How can you assume that it was one of them?

Come on!

It could also be an outsider like Basheerka.

Anyway, it wasn't me.

I don't want your tree stump.

I come from a good family.

I don't steal.

I think Babu is right.

It was one among us.

Don't drag everyone into this.

Babeesh took the stump.

I saw it.

How is he now?

Is this a new trick since you can't win by playing?

A psychological move?

If that's what you think

I've nothing more to say.

Can you blame us if we think so?

Didn't you guys push the ball into the mud

when Babeesh started playing with us?

Wahid?

Did you do that?

How can we trust people?

What can I say now that the truth is out?

Don't blame him.

I believe what he said.

I've my doubts.

I'm sure I'll find it if I search his house.

Then go and search.

Go!

But beware!

If you enter my house don't come back without it.

We will see.

Come on.

Control yourself, Babeesh.

See that, Wahid?

They are going based on what you said.

If they come empty-handed...

Don't resort to cheap tricks when you can't win, Wahid.

Wahid doesn't need gimmicks to beat Babeesh.

He just has to put his mind to it.

Then do it, put your mind to it.

Come and play, if you dare.

I won't play in Wahid's team.

Only those who believe me

need to come with me.

Everybody move to the boundary. Come on!

Stand back here, Hari.

Go.

Shucks!

Stop yielding runs, Dileep.

It's the last over. One of you play.

Keep playing, don't declare.

I'll finish it.

This will be his last match.

I'll do it.

Good, Wahid!

That's it, Wahid!

What terrible bowling!

And slam the rest of us.

Don't panic, go for power hitting.

Babu?

After all, what stuff did you give him?

If Sushama wants something she'll have it.

This is my first and final request.

We must win this game.

You'll win, Wahid.

But they've chased 68 runs before.

We'll stop them.

Let's do it!

You know Babeesh's batting style, don't you?

He strikes from both sides of the crease.

So don't aim for the wicket.

Come on!

That's my Babbu's gift.

He decked it up and gave it to his girlfriend.

That too, by stealing.

I'll give the rest to him.

And you can keep this.

Hey!

Hey guys!

Hey! Hello!

Come... come fast.

"An elderly woman from Chirakkuni is suspected to have died of COVID."

"13 people who came in contact with her are in quarantine."

"The 65-year-old Chinnamma was collecting firewood

when she collapsed in a nearby field."

"The body was shifted to the medical college..."

CONTAINMENT ZONE COVID-19 NO ENTRY

Varun?

-What's the update? -A few patients will leave today.

If so, some beds will be vacant.

Clear local cases immediately.

-Okay, Varun? -Okay, sir.

Alright.

Bowling.

Catch! Catch!

-Out! -No, not-out!

That was a good ball.

-Excuse me! -Pass the ball.

What on earth is going on here?

Are you on a tour?

Is this why you were quarantined together?

-If a complaint is filed... -Oh God!

-See, I told you. -What did you say?

I came to share some good news with you.

But you ruined it.

Excuse me?

What's the good news?

I won't say, you're out of luck.

But what to do? You must be sent away.

Your results came.

All of you tested negative.

-What about Chinnamma? -Eh?

You made fun of me when I told you.

Do you believe me now?

-Who's this guy? -I'm... PhD...

Your name?

Shahul.

Shahul? Oh yes!

The doctor said not to let you go.

Something's seriously wrong with your result.

Wahid, I think they are trying to find a new virus from his body.

Aren't you happy about going home?

We are happy.

-We are really happy. -You've no idea how happy we are.

Yay!

Out!

-No, it's a not-out. -It's an out.

-The window is a not-out place. -It's an out.

The window is a not-out place.

Next ball. What are you staring at?

Come on, ball.

"Okay, Wahid."

-"We will meet soon." -Sure, sir.

Thank you.

Always welcome.

It's good that you started playing, right?

I'd stopped playing long before my hair started greying.

I learned a lot.

To run away and get ahead when someone tries to pull you back.

The energy you get from it.

I think people overcome such testing times through different games.

Abba?

-Stop there! -Umma, Faizi is hitting me.

-Stop. -Umma, catch him.

-Faizi, stop it. -He ruined my painting.

-Let me go, umma. -Save me, abba!

-Come here, little one. -Save me, abba!

Yes!