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Munshiji, Look, daddy's plane! Daddy has arrived!

Make them sit in the car.

- I suppose everything is fine? - Yes, everything is fine.

But I want to speak to you concerning Vicky.

Speak to me tomorrow. I am taking Mr. Richard to the new steel plant.

Did you see? Daddy didn't show any affection towards me today too!

Dear, your daddy is too engrossed in his work.

But I am here to be affectionate towards you. Come on...

What is this I hear? Vicky has started drinking liquor?

I had given him in your custody. And you made him a drunkard?

- You are responsible for it. - I am responsible?

- What nonsense! - Yes, Mr. Raisaheb.

You are the one who has made him an alcoholic.

You were so busy amassing wealth.

And the poor little Vicky was thirsting for your love.

You didn't even have time to meet your dying wife.

I still remember the night...

...when you were sending doctors one after another.

Please ask the doctor to go out for a few minutes.

Please go outside, doctor.

I am on the verge of dying.

I am handing over my Vicky in your care.

Please bring him up like a mother would.

Because I know...

...that he cannot get his father's love from his father.

A person who cannot come to see his dying wife...

...how can he take care of his son?

I am...

...handing over Vicky...

...in your...

...in your care.

Madam! Madam!

Mr. Raisaheb, truth is very bitter.

At an age when children are unable to digest milk...

...at such an age, you started serving brandy to Vicky.

When he sneezed, you made him to drink 2 teaspoonfuls of brandy.

When he wept, you wanted him to be served with 2 teaspoonfuls of brandy.

Only because you didn't want your business meetings to be disturbed.

Today, the very 2 teaspoonfuls have grown into a full bottle.

It's because of my love that your son is still alive.

Otherwise, that innocent child would...

Keep your voice and speech under control.

I am not used to hearing raised voices.

And don't you think that Vicky cannot live without you.

I can appoint dozens of servants for him.

Why not, Mr. Raisaheb?

Not just dozens, you can appoint hundreds of servants.

Why do you need me now?

I had thought that I wouldn't leave this home till my death.

But today I realize that I was wrong.

The Amarnath Kapoor, of whom I was the only friend...

...he has become lost in the world of wealth.

Your craving for wealth has made me a servant from being your friend.

It was because of my love for Vicky that I was holding on here.

Today, I will severe all ties! Nobody can stop me!

No, you cannot leave me. I cannot live without you.

You had forget me. You are a blood—relation to Mr. Raisaheb.

He's your everything.

I am only a servant here. I will have to go.

Please stop him, Daddy.

Please stop. You are under oath to me.

Please forgive me.

I too cannot live without you.

Don't weep. I won't go.

Whatever has happened has happened.

Vicky won't go to school from tomorrow.

Make arrangements for his education at home itself.

Don't weep, dear.

What's the matter, Mr. Saxena? You appear very worried?

It's a serious matter. Raisaheb had asked for the colony to be evacuated.

And he ordered to raze the entire colony with a bulldozer.

But one widow is not prepared to vacate her hutment.

She says that she will leave the place only after she is dead.

What can I do about it?

Offer her some money and make her vacate the hutment.

- L? - Yes...only you can do it.

- What's the matter? - Aminabai breathed her last.

O Lord! I had come to ask her to vacate her hutment.

But she vacated the world itself?

Wake up, mother. Take me to school.

Wake up, mother.

Don't weep. I will educate you. I will take you to school.

- What's your name? - Anwar.

- Can we take him along with us? - Yes, dear.

Sir, please keep this money for her last rites.

You will have to promise me something.

What promise?

You will never let Anwar know who pays for his education.

All right. I won't.

And you won't reveal it to Daddy!

I won't, dear.

- Greetings. - Bravo, Anwar!

What can make a teacher more joyous...

...that his student grows up to become a decent citizen.

Looking at you today...

...l feel as if my desires and hopes have been realized.

After the Almighty, it's you I respect the most.

But a question which you have been always evading...

...give me the answer today.

Who is that noble person...

...who nourished this weak sapling with his goodness...

...and made it reach this destination?

Dear, I am bound by a promise made to someone.

I haven't broken the promise all my life.

Why do you want to make me guilty of breaking it?

And you see...it's a small world.

It's possible that you might meet that noble person...

...at some point of time.

Hey, you drunkard! You alcoholic!

The father keeps on minting money.

And the son roams around the streets!

But the boy has a heart of gold!

Hey! He's reversing the car. He might hit us!

- Who called me a drunkard? - I didn't.

Who called me an alcoholic?

I am eating betel—leaf. I couldn't have spoken!

Where did I say that?

Fire can drink water. But you can never drink alcohol!

If not an alcoholic, would you address an alcoholic as a priest?

Hey! This sounds like poetry!

If not an alcoholic, would you address an alcoholic as a priest?

If not as wheat, would you describe wheat as jowar?

- What are you doing here? - We are waiting for the bus.

If the bus doesn't arrive, Pascal's bar would be closed by then.

Why do you ruin your intestines by going to bars?

During the day, you burn yourself with the heat of the sun...

...and at night, you burn yourself with Pascal's liquor?

See...one more poetry has been formed!

You should keep meeting me regularly. I am churning out poetry so easily!

I wonder where Munshiji is.

Otherwise, I would have showed him how one adds weight to poetry.

Come, I will treat you to English liquor today.

I agree that the English makes a fool of the world...

...but forgive me, friends...

- Liquor! - Wow! How wonderful!

I have nothing against those in police uniform.

We are meeting like this, I hope everything is fine.

Tell me, inspector, how come we always meet at this turning?

Mr. Vicky, I don't know why...

Whenever I pass through this road, my feet stop her automatically.

It seems as if it carries some noble person's shadow...

...which forces me to stop.

And then often I happen to meet you.

God knows how we are related to each other.

Tell me, at this late hour, with these ruffiansm?

No, they aren't ruffians. They are my companions.

- Companions? - Yes.

Since they are giving me company, they are my companions, aren't they?

Shall I ask you something?

You have such a palatial, fortress-like mansion.

And you are to be seen with these people here?

That's the reason why I am like this.

Because one fights battles in a fortress. One doesn't live in it.

We will meet again, inspector.

To save your child's life, he will have to be operated upon.

And you will need money for that.

If you don't have money, then I'm helpless.

No, don't do that, doctor. For God's sake, have mercy on us.

Save our child. We have only one child.

God forbid, if something happens to him...

...l will burn down this hospital.

I will eliminate all the doctors.

- I am helpless. - O worshipper of wealth!

How dare you ask for money? First save my child.

Didn't I say that I am helpless?

Doctor, please don't take him seriously.

He has been blinded because of his love for his child.

What's the matter, madam?

I don't know what's happened to our son.

The doctor says that he will have to be operated upon.

Sir, he's our only son.

We cannot live without him.

The doctor says that a lot of money is needed for his operation.

I am only a butcher by profession. From where do I bring so much money?

How much money will you need, doctor?

A lakh, two lakhs, ten lakhs?

Tell me the cost. The child must not lose his life because of money.

This is my card. You may send your bill to my office.

He's talking in lakhs for the sake of an ordinary butcher?

This wealthy man can be very handy. We should entangle him our net.

Why does morning come so soon?

Wake up, dear.

Make a drink for me.

We have bagged the contract?

Go to 'Parkar & Parkar'. We have got a contract worth 3O crore rupees.

Fetch the documents from them.

Has Vicky woken up?

I had seen Munshiji going towards his room.

I am reaching in 1O minutes.

How many times have I told you that when bottles are emptied...

...they should be disposed of?

Perhaps you don't know that even empty bottles have some value.

And yes, there's an important business meeting on the 11th.

Reach on time.

Did you see, Munshiji? A businessman should be like Daddy is.

He realizes the value of an empty bottle...

...but he has no realization of the empty life of his son.

Business"businessmbusiness" Round the clock...

- Wow! Wow! - Once more, once more!

Yes, yes, why not?

It goes like this...

Does one know the pain of the heart from the outside?

Wow!

Does one know the pain of the heart from the outside?

Wow! How wonderful!

Hold on, friend. Let me complete my recitation.

You are in such a hurry!

So...

I forgot the couplet... What was I saying?

- The pain of the heart... - Yes, of course...

Now hold on...

Does one know the pain of the heart from the outside?

One doesn't know the pain of the heart from the outside.

Wow! How wonderful!

Shut up!

How can you praise him?

How can you praise his rotten and worthless couplets?

My couplet is rotten?

It's so rotten that it has landed the poets in a soup!

Your couplet had no rhyme, no thought, no weight, nothing...

You should stop reciting couplets. It's not your cup of tea.

How can you say that, Munshiji?

Now see...the foundation of my life rests on three pillars.

Poetry, liquor and You!

If either of these pillars are removed, I will be dislocated.

Then speak in rhymes. Add weight to your couplet.

That's the whole problem.

Where from should I bring the weight?

You see...

When I try to link the lines, the rhyming becomes weak.

When I loosen the rhyming, the weight decreases.

Where does one get weight?

In the shop of heart.

- What? - In the shop of heart!

- Where's that? - In the market of love.

In the city of romance, and in the world of love.

Whatever you are saying, it's going over my head.

Please speak on my level. What exactly do you mean to say?

Look, dear...

Behind every successful man, there has been a woman.

Shahjahan's fame had a major contribution from Mumtaz.

In Jehangifis justice, Noorjehan's love played a major role.

If you want to add weight to your couplets...

...it's very necessary that there's a female in your life.

It's a shame, Munshiji!

What do I have got to do with the womenfolk?

Moreover, ever since from my childhood to my youth...

...and from your youth to your old age...

...| never saw any woman in your life.

Then how did your couplets become so weighty?

Is it that after making me go to sleep, you...

Gosh! Gosh!

- Yes, who are you? - Sir, I am Natwar Shah.

Yes, tell me?

Sir, we are holding a show in this city of a famous artiste, Miss Meena.

If you grace the show as a chief guest...

...the occasion will lit up as if by four moons.

There is only 1 moon. Where from will you bring the remaining 3 moons?

Anyway, how are you related to this Miss Meena?

I manage all her affairs.

- Affairs? - I mean...

I organize all her shows.

And here are some pictures of Miss Meena. Have a look, please.

All right, Munshiji. If you insist, I will attend.

- Where did I insist? - If you haven't, please tell him.

Who am I to tell him? It depends on his will.

All right, I will come. But on one condition.

Yes, please tell me.

I will convey it to Munshiji.

Thanks.

- Excuse me... - Yes?

You may go.

- What's this joke? - Joke? What joke?

I am only sitting here quietly. There's nobody around me.

- Then with whom will ljoke? - That's what I am asking.

Where's the public? Why is the hall empty?

Ah, why is the hall empty?

Your Mr. Natwar Shah had come to me.

He said that an artiste like you needs to be encouraged.

So I thought why should he go around selling tickets?

I bought all the tickets.

That's very kind of you. Perhaps you don't know that...

...an artiste hankers only for praises, not for money.

The applause, the praises of the people...

...wipe away the pains from the artistes' heart.

How wonderful! You have made a very deep statement.

I had never delved so deep.

I used to swim only on the surface.

One who doesn't understand a thing in depth...

...how can he understand the art of an artiste?

If this is what you wanted to do...

...you could have visited some courtesan.

Why did you have to come here?

A courtesan? A whorehouse?

You mean I look like someone who frequents a courtesan?

I had come to encourage you. But you have insulted me.

Madam...

I don't know what a courtesan is, or what a whorehouse is.

Neither do I want to know.

You just told me that a person who doesn't understand an artiste...

...is not a human being. On this, I would like to say that...

...one who doesn't understand a human being, is also not an artiste.

I am sorry for having hurt you.

Let's go, Munshiji.

What does one say on such an occasion?

We are leaving your alley after being insulted.

Wait.

Yes?

Be seated.

That's strange, Munshiji. Sometimes, she asks us to leave...

...sometimes she asks us to come.

What would you like to hear?

Is there anything left to be heard?

Since you insist on making me hear...

I live in the world of dreams. If you too have some dream, let me hear.

Then look what my hand can do.

You will hear the echo of a thousand claps.

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I have performed my shows before lakhs of people.

But nobody has praised me so much...

...nor will anybody ever be able to in future.

Why did you laugh?

Laugh?

Where does one witness the crop of laughs coming up these days?

Only a madman laughs...

...otherwise who smiles upon been born into this world?

How wonderful! Didn't I prove to be right?

Hasn't your couplet become weighty?

The more you push the matter further, it will become all the more weighty.

Who is he?

How should I introduce him? There's so much to praise about him.

For name's sake, he is Munshiji...

You may assume that he's my father, my mother, my teacher, my everything.

Mr. Vicky, by coming here, you have added a lot of color to our show.

Open your arms.

It appears as if you are asking for a vote in elections.

You see...l am very grateful to you...

...for having invited me here, and transformed my life.

Transformed your life? How's that?

The thing is...

Why should I tell you?

What say, Miss Meena? Shall I tell him?

So, Mr. Natwar...come to my home tomorrow.

There is something important.

All right You? How come you are here

Having been pleased with your talent...

...Mr. Vicky has sent this gift for you.

Who's Vicky? The drunkard who you were praising last night?

Yes, yes, the same one.

All right, Miss Meena. I am leaving.

Miss Meena, the wordings of your lyrics were priceless.

In response to that, if you accept this admirers small gift...

...l will be very happy.

The happiness that I had surely heard about and which...

...l saw yesterday too.

And today, I have desired to possess that happiness.

I hope that you will respect my feelings.

Yours...a drunkard.

Mr. Vicky!

You?

Please come.

Be seated.

Please sit.

I was seated imagining about somebody...

Meanwhile, if someone comes all of a sudden, what would happen?

You have surprised me by coming here.

And you have surprised me by offering me such an expensive gift.

- You liked it? - Yes, it's very beautiful.

But I won't be able to take care of this expensive possession of yours.

Don't insult my gift by describing it as a possession.

One considers the intention, not the price of the gift.

I respect your intentions.

But being a poor woman, I won't be able to bear its burden.

To relieve the burden on the heart of your admirer...

...you will have to lift this burden.

I have a little desire. If it is fulfilled, I will be highly obliged.

Yes?

13th is considered to be a very cursed day.

But that's the day when I was made to appear on this earth.

I don't know whether I was made to appear or thrown in here...

...but it's my birthday on the 13th.

And if you come wearing the dress gifted to you by me...

...it will be the most precious gift on my birthday.

Yes, but...

There's no scope for buts.

You may assume that you are an artiste and I am an admirer.

Tell me, you will come. Won't you?

Yes. I don't promise. But I will surely attempt.

Yes, do make an attempt.

Because promises are often broken, and attempts succeed.

So, on the 13th, I will wait for that attempt of yours.

Please wait, please wait...

- See off Miss Meena. - Yes.

You had better understand that...

...a person becomes helpless once he gives his heart.

What do you think, Munshiji? Will she come?

She will surely come.

Miss Meena, you have taken control of Mr. Vicky's emotional reins.

And now you can make this wealthy horse run as you like.

Gallop...gallop...gallop...

What do you mean to say?

If you give him one hint...

...Mr. Vicky can shift his attention from this country to abroad.

Then we will tour the entire world.

Your program will be organized in every country.

We will earn lakhs of rupees.

Along with your salary, I will give you a share in the profits too.

I didn't know that you can talk such filthy things with me.

I am an artiste. I am not cunning.

I can never cheat Mr. Vicky for your benefit.

I was only thinking of your own interest.

Abroad there are so many good doctors...

...who make blind people regain their sights.

I was thinking about your father's eye-sight.

I don't want my father to regain his eye-sight by ill-gotten wealth.

Gosh! I am trapped in between blind people.

The father is eye-blind while the daughter is blind in her brain.

What's the matter? Why hasn't everybody gone home yet?

- Are they working overtime? - No, sir.

The thing is...Mr. Vicky is going to come here.

What do they have got to do with him?

It has been many days since we have seen him.

Res us very much. How can we go without meeting

All right, all right.

You may meet him later.

Send him inside as soon as he arrives.

All the board directors are waiting for him.

Greetings, Junior Boss.

Greetings, Junior Boss.

Greetings, Junior Boss.

Greetings, Junior Boss.

Don't call me a junior boss.

Don't say like this. Otherwise, the senior boss will become angry.

Mr. Vicky, the senior boss has called you inside?

The senior boss has called me? Where did you find the senior boss?

I have been searching for him since years. I didn't see him anywhere.

How can you say that? You meet him everyday.

He had just come outside. He has called you for the board meeting.

I seemthat senior boss.

I was thinking of the Almighty.

Mr. Nathulal is not to be seen. Where is he?

Sir, I am standing next to you.

Ah, Mr. Nathulal...how many times have I told you that...

...whenever I come here, you should be in front of me...

...so that I can see your moustache.

Your moustache is indeed amazing.

A moustache should be like Mr. Nathulal...

...or there shouldn't be any moustache.

- It's your greatness. - It's my greatness?

It's your moustache which is big. Then how can I be big?

No! A person who has a big moustache is a great person.

Look here...my ground is clear all over.

I wanted to tell you something, boss.

Come on, friend!

Despite being the owner of such a wonderful moustache...

...you shouldn't call me a boss.

- Tell me, what is it? - Sir...

My daughter is getting married next month.

Wow! That's an enjoyable occasion.

I will surely attend my sister's wedding...

...and state in public that...

...A moustache should be like Mr. Nathulal...

...or there shouldn't be any moustache.

You have three daughters, haven't you?

No, I have five daughters.

I have educated them. But it's of no use.

Whoever comes to discuss a marriage proposal...

mdemands 25 to 3O thousand towards dowry.

For the marriage of my elder daughter...

...l have managed to save 25,000 with great difficulty.

Elder daughter?

What will happen of my other four sisters?

Whatever is destined will happen.

Munshiji, this sounds like an incomplete couplet.

Please complete it.

What will happen by knocking at every door?

Whatever is destined will happen.

How wonderful, Munshiji. You have recited such a wonderful couplet.

There's a lot of weight in this couplet.

In the same breath, I should reduce Mr. Nathulal's burden.

- Listen, Mr. Saxena. - Yes?

Give Mr. Nathulal two-and—a-half lakhs from my account.

- Two—and—a—half lakhs? - Yes, Mr. Saxena.

At the rate of fifty thousand...

...my five sisters deserve two-and—a-five lakhs.

Get me my check book. I will sign right away.

Who knows about tomorrow? I might live or die.

No, sir. Don't say such a thing.

May my entire family's life span be added to your life.

Get up, Mr. Nathulal. I won't talk such things.

But...Mr. Nathulal.

...A moustache should be like Mr. Nathulal...

...or there shouldn't be any moustache.

What say, am I not right?

Why is your voice so subdued?

Sir, my mother is very serious.

The doctor said that I should get her operated with a senior doctor.

I have told about it to the senior boss several times. But...

Why should you tell the senior boss? Go ahead with the operation.

How can I, sir?

The doctor is demanding twenty thousand rupees.

Even if I collect my entire life's funds, I cannot generate that much.

But why did you have to be so sullen?

Go and tell your mother that her son is still living.

I will get her treated.

- Mr. Saxena... - Yes?

Give 40,000 rupees to Mr. Lobo.

Go and get your mother treated, Mr. Lobo.

But tell your mother to pray to the Lord for my sake.

If your mother prays for me...

...l will feel like I have won the world.

If I win the world, I will stand before the world and say...

...A moustache should be like Mr. Nathulal...

...or there shouldn't be any moustache.

Mr. Kapoor, this is the limit. Please call Mr. Vicky.

Mr. Bagaria, we will have to bear with Mr. Vicky to a certain extent.

Mr. Kapoor is setting up a liquor factory.

Mr. Vicky is a shareholder, and he's also the largest buyer.

Whatever liquor is produced in the factory...

...Mr. Vicky will be consuming more than half the quantity.

Yes, I will consume more than half the quantity...

"because I am a drunkard.

And I drink the liquor that is manufactured...

...in the factories of respectable people like you.

But why do you object to my drinking liquor?

What for have you come in today's board meeting?

To set up a new liquor factory, isn't it?

Where lakhs of new liquor bottles will be manufactured...

mthousands of more drunkards will be created.

Do you realize this?

O yes-men of my father!

I drink liquor, but what do you drink?

A human being's blood?

You are laughing to see me shaking under intoxication...

...but have you ever glimpsed into your own conscience?

It is more unstable than a totally intoxicated drunkard.

Have you summoned this meeting to insult us?

How can anybody insult you, Mr. Nahata?

Only a person who has respect can be insulted.

- This is the limit. - We can bear it no longer.

For this project, you had better choose people...

...who are prepared to hear your son's abuses.

In future, if at all, the meetings will be held in my office.

Let's leave.

Have you unloaded your frustrations?

If there is anything still left...

...you may pacify your fury by cursing me too!

These people who have just walked away...

...they could never ever dare to speak to me in the face.

And today, because of you...

...these people adjourned the meeting and went away.

Yes, it has truly been a great loss.

The people who used to bow down before you...

...they raised their voices because of me.

I didn't know that you love people to be submissive.

You just need slaves, who like a machine...

...start moving when the button is pressed...

...and stop when the button is switched off.

If you have to survive in today's world...

...you have to keep the buttons in your control.

Otherwise, this world will not let you survive.

Yes, but you are forgetting that...

...above the people who hold the buttons...

...there is Him who holds the main switch.

Life, luck...all this...

That's the source of the real current.

If he switches off the main switch some day...what then?

I don't want to argue with you.

You have caused me a heavy loss today.

I had called you for an important business meeting. But you...

Ever since childhood...

...you have only called me for business meetings.

Ever since I started to understand things...

...l don't remember you calling me for anything except for business.

Did you, father?

You never started understanding things.

Ever since you got stuck to liquor like a label...

...you haven't been able to separate yourself from it.

What have you done in life, besides boozing and laughing?

If I have got stuck to liquor like a label...

...it's you who has stuck me to it.

As for laughing, let me tell you that...

...l have never laughed in my life.

I have only laughed loudly responding to the hollow laughs of people.

You have only heard the bursts of laughter from a distance.

You have never come closer and seen the tears stuck in them.

Bursts of laughter, tears, emotions...

These belong to useless people.

I don't have time for such things.

Moreover, what for do you shed tears?

What luxury do you not have? What all have I not provided you?

Yes, daddy, you provided me everything which can be...

...bought from the market and decorated at home.

But you never provided me the happiness...

...which can be decorated within one's heart.

You have started it again.

I have told you several times...

...that I don't have time for such nonsense.

Stop, daddy.

Since we have talked so much nonsense...

...let there be a little more.

Looking at you, I remembered the story of the King...

...who had been blessed that all that he touches will turn to gold.

Once, the king put his hands on his progeny by mistake...

...and it turned to gold.

The king wept a lot, and regretted it...

...but that statue couldn't turn into a human being again.

Your story too is similar.

That's why you kept me at a distance.

You never let me come close to you.

You didn't even make the mistake that was committed by the king.

Neither did you lift me in your arms, nor embraced me.

Because you feared that if you touched me...

...l could turn to gold.

If I would turn to gold...

...who would sign the documents of your businesses...

...which you have started in my name?

Who would sign your checks?

I want to see you once smiling and laughing.

Come out of your world of wealth and have a look.

This world of wealth has submerged in liquor...

...and made me a useless person and a moving corpse.

You are talking to the walls. Mr. Kapoor has already left.

Yes, Munshiji.

Enough of it, dear.

Why this noise?

- Mr. Vicky! - Yes, Mr. Saxena. What is it?

- These people want to meet you. - Mr. Vicky, we live in Sewree.

We have received a court notice sent on your father's behalf...

...that we should vacate the colony within 48 hours.

Where will we go with our family?

What's all this, Mr. Saxena?

Boss has won this case with the help of the courts.

But in whose name is this land?

It's in your name.

Come over there with the property documents.

I will meet you there. Come on, Munshiji.

See for yourself, Mr. Vicky.

Tell us, where can we go with our little kids?

Here's the file, Mr. Vicky.

Mr. Saxena...within one month...

...all the houses of this locality should be made so strong...

...that my father's intentions cannot weaken their foundations.

Prepare the documents of this colony and take my signature.

When will you ever mend your ways, Vicky?

You have ruined my project worth crores of rupees.

You have even burnt the property papers.

Have you taken the responsibility of supporting all the poor people?

I don't understand.

If the progeny is nice, intelligent and able...

...then what's the necessity of accumulating wealth?

And if the progeny is useless and good-for-nothing...

...even then what's the necessity of accumulating wealth?

If you continue to toss money like this, there will be a time when...

If one removes a couple of mugs of water from an ocean...

...does it make any difference to the ocean?

If you feel that I am causing losses to you...

...why don't you disassociate me?

Whenever I try to explain things to you...

...you start talking nonsense.

Anyway, it's your birthday tomorrow. Don't forget about it.

Munshiji, you too may remind him.

Yes, remind me that a special guest will be coming tomorrow.

Cut the cake quickly because some people are waiting for me.

- Not now. - Why?

Because I am also waiting for somebody.

Who are you waiting for?

You tell daddy whom I am waiting for.

- The thing is...er... - Ah! I understand.

You are expecting a special friend.

You may continue enjoying. I have some work.

Work?! Every minute is precious for you.

You must be having some special meeting.

Dear, what happened? Why are you throwing things around?

There was a necklace which I am unable to find.

Please accept this small gift from all of us.

Wow! This is what a gift is!

I am surely a drunkard, but not this big.

What's the secret of this moustache?

Sir, you like my moustache, don't you?

That's why...to please you...

The entire staff has grown such moustache.

Mr. Saxena...you too?

Mr. Nathulal, this is a double gift.

I will always hold this precious gift close to my heart all my life.

I will die of thirst, but I will never drink it.

- You liked the gift, didn't you? - Yes, I liked it very much.

And now you may please stand up.

- Sir, have I made some mistake? - Mistake?

When you get up, people will at least feel...

...that two decent people are sitting and talking with each other.

Now it seems that I am standing and you are sitting.

Come onmstand up.

Yes...now the matter is of the same level.

Sir...

What's the matter, Mr. Nathulal?

Mr. Nathulal?

- Yes, sir? - What's the matter?

Why are you staring at me like this?

Nothingmjust like that.

Hey! Why are you all standing doing nothing?

Go ahead...eat, drink and make merry...and then leave.

But sir, please cut the cake first.

It's my birthday. It is up to me whether I cut the cake or not.

What difference does it make to you? You don't have to cut the cake!

Please go ahead. I am waiting for somebody.

Mr. Natwar, I won't be able to participate in the show today.

Why?

I have lost the necklace which Mr. Vicky had gifted me.

You have lost the necklace?

But why worry? Mr. Vicky will buy you a new necklace.

- But...? - No ifs and buts.

You know that if you don't take the stage today...

...people will throw shoes at me, they will break the chairs.

Switch off the lights, Mr. Nathulal.

As you wish, sir.

All this has happened because of you. You have caused me embarrassment.

Your rhyming has weakened my poetry.

Till a woman doesn't enter a man's life...

...his statements don't have any weight.

This is what you said, didn't you?

Now look...in my attempts to add weight to my statements...

...l have lost my own weight.

You have landed a decent man like me in a soup.

Have you ever seen me waiting for somebody before?

Now it looks as if I am waiting for someone ever since I was born.

Thismthis...

If she doesn't come before this candle burns out...

...then...

I will develop a hatred for candles.

She will come. She will surely come.

I feel in the heart...

...that come what may, she will surely come.

She will come...she will come. All right, I will believe it.

But shall I tell you something?

She will surely come.

Miss Meena, did you get the necklace given by Mr. Vicky?

No. This is a fake necklace made of glass...

...which I wear in your shows.

I thought you got the real necklace.

Today, you have made my dream come true.

I have never felt so happy all my life.

You look so beautiful.

The same dot, the same mark, the same red blush...

The same precious necklace around your neck.

Hey! What's this?

Mr. Vicky, this is a fake necklace.

The necklace given by you has been stolen.

I wanted to return it to you as my gift to you on your birthday.

Ijust don't know how to joke with anybody.

Whoever I joked with...

...l ended up hurting that person.

You see...l gave you a fake necklace...

Was it a fake necklace?

Yes, it was fake necklace. Then what? Was it a real one?

...to my home by gifting you a nine-lakh—rupee necklace?

Not at all!

From today, I am ending all jokes.

This joke of yours made life miserable for me.

Thinking it to be a real necklace...

...l didn't even go out of the house nor sleep peacefully.

You harassed a poor girl, you hurt her. Was it a joke?

I will never pardon you for this.

Listen, Meena...

What's this?

Within no time, you made a real necklace into a fake one.

I had issued a check of 9 lakhs when I brought this necklace.

Munshiji, you should take into account the circumstances too.

Did you see her diamond-shaped eyes?

Each of her eye was shedding tears worth a lakh of rupees each.

Two tears rolled out of one eye, and then two from the other eye.

How many are they? Four!

Then two more tears rolled out, and then two another from the other.

How many are they? Twelve.

At the rate of one lakh each, she shed tears worth 12 lakhs.

Before she shed any more tears, I told her that the necklace is fake.

Tears worth 12 lakhs for a necklace worth 9 lakhs?

If dad were to know, if would have scolded me saying...

...that I don't know how to do business.

You have incurred losses in love too?

Come on, let's go to the police station.

- Hold on...hold on. - What is the matter?

Hold on, where are you going?

Let's go now.

A necklace worth 9 lakhs?

And you say that it is a small complaint?

Munshiji, why is this world so crazy about money?

As soon as I mentioned the figure of 9 lakhs...

...the Inspector's hands and pen have frozen.

Mr. Anwar, I don't care about the price.

But I care about the necklace which I had bought for that valuable neck.

Which is that valuable neck for which you are becoming so worried?

You may assume that she is going to be my wife.

And it is your responsibility now to search for that necklace.

Let's leave, Munshiji.

You? Here? At the police station?

Yes, I have got to know the truth about the necklace.

But I haven't been able to know what kind of a thing you are.

Yes, what kind of a person I am...

Shall I tell her what kind of a person I am?

Shall l?

Inspector...

My valuable neck!

I want to make Meena the pride of my home.

But she wants to become a keep of that drunkard.

- What are you saying? - Yes, I am speaking the truth.

Meena is very proud of her beauty.

I will pour acid on her face and make it so horrible...

...that people won't come near her even to give her alms.

Mr. Natwar, you...

You had better explain it to her.

Otherwise, the police will find the corpses of both of you...

...in a condition that they will not know who is who?

Have you spit all your venom, or is there any left?

What am I hearing?

Father, you recognize people by their footsteps.

But you couldn't recognize your own daughter?

But what was Mr. Natwar saying about...?

Mr. Natwar?!

I will tell you the truth about him today.

Due to his greed for money...

...he tried to send me with rich people several times.

But I refused.

In his plot to loot Mr. Vicky's wealth...

...he tried to make me help him.

If one has to do all this for one's daily bread...

...it's much better to die of starvation.

I reject such kinds of obligations.

I don't want such an insulting agreement.

| am going.

But remember...the respect accorded by you to me...

...in return, I will make you dance to my tunes.

What will happen now?

Father...don't worry.

I have got a job on television.

And my first program is scheduled for today itself.

Hello! Today, for the first time, we are presenting before you...

...the famous stage artiste, Miss Meena.

The other day, I had left Meena here itself. Then...

...from here, perhaps she went to the left...?

No...

Shame on me! Thank God I was not a postman.

Otherwise, nobody would have received his letter.

Excuse me, please.

Miss Meena lives in this colony. Perhaps you might be knowing her.

She is a very famous artiste.

Her song had been featured on television a while ago.

Can you tell me her whereabouts?

- Hey! A knife? - Yes.

- This chain! - It's a gold chain.

Yes, yesmremove it!

This watch is...

Your ring is very beautiful. And my hands too are empty!

You have taken everything.

At least, tell me Meena's address now.

We will tell you. First unload your pocket.

All right. Take the purse too! What's so important about it?

Hey! That handkerchief is...

At least tell me the whereabouts of Meena now.

- Tell him! - It's every easy.

Go straight from here.

There are plenty of buildings on the left side.

Stand there in the middle and call out 'Meena Meena'!

She will come out, wherever she might be.

This is very strange!

How ridiculous! They took away everything I had...

...and they didn't even tell me Meena's whereabouts.

Anyway, God bless you!

Let's go to Peter's bar and have a booze.

I will find out Meena's whereabouts.

Hold on, Mr. Bandmaster!

My Meena lives somewhere upstairs here.

I don't know her whereabouts. Will you please play the band?

I will pay you later.

One, two, three, four...!

Why did you do this? At this late hour...

I heard you singing on television.

I saw you. I couldn't contain myself. So I came over.

It's believed that one gets looted in love.

Today I have truly been looted.

You have been looted? How's that?

How should I tell you? Anyway, I will tell you.

Shall I tell you?

Come here...quick!

I tell you everyday that my name is Mohan.

- Tell me...what is it? - Can't you see?

That the bottle and the glass are empty?

And today, I am not drinking on credit, but in cash.

- Fetch some more. - One bottle.

- I will get it right away. - He's a rascal, really!

- Come on...serve me drinks. - Mr. Vicky, you are here?

This is how it happens in love or elections.

Sometimes one gets a plank, and sometimes a throne.

But here you won't find a drink that befits you.

When there's no petrol, one should make do with kerosene itself.

What do you have in your hand? Yes, give it to me.

Yes, this will do.

Today, I will make do with this.

Gentlemen, if you don't mind, can I sit here?

- Be seated. - Thanks.

- Actually, it's thanks to you. - Be seated.

One finds decent people with great difficulty.

On one end, it's you, and on the other were those four crooks.

Whom are you talking about?

Those onesmthey were similar to you in appearance.

Just because I asked them the whereabouts of my Meena...

...they brandished a knife, and put it on my neck...

...and they removed my chain. Thereafter they immediately...

...removed my watch, then my purse, and then my finger ring.

The only regret is...

...they took away my most precious thing...the handkerchief.

But where did this incident take place?

Over there! The junction over there...

I was passing through, and those Scoundrels...

...grabbed me and took away everything I had.

You appear to be decent people.

If you find them, at least take back my handkerchief from them.

You are very decent people...

Give these people soda!

Carry on drinking. I will leave.

I forgot to tell you the most important thing.

Would you please get up, sir?

Those four are crooks.

Those Scoundrels brandish their knives on every excuse.

If you happen to meet them...

...throw this knife away the first thing.

Then move the chair, and give a blow to one of them...

Then hold another by his neck, and hit him on his stomach...

...so that he falls down on the other hand.

Be seated. There's still time.

Then these two will rise...

Then these two fell over there.

Now, the one who had fallen there will rise.

And then I will bash him up. This one has fallen here.

Now the one who had been hit by me before...

...he will rise slowly...

...and after getting up, he will raise his left hand...

I forgot to tell you this...

Among them, there will be one who will attack without warning.

For such people, this is what you should do.

Then the one who had approached slowly from behind...

...he will come again, and grab you from the back.

But don't worry about him. He won't be able to do anything.

He will shake you up, but he won't do you a thing.

It is the one on the front who will do something.

As soon he punches him, grab him around like this.

Turn around the other like this.

Now the three of them have become occupied. Now the fourth one...

The fourth one will come in the front the first thing...

He will try to give a punch. Push one of them in the front.

Then when he will try to punch again, push the second one.

When he tries to punch the third time, push the third one.

Three are gone. Now the fourth remains. So he should be...

How come you have grown smaller?

Sit here.

This is for you...and you...

So my dear decent brothers...

On one hand, it's you, and on the other, there were those crooks.

Those Scoundrels aren't going to return stolen goods easily.

They will have to be grabbed by the collar and questioned...

'Tell me, where is the chain?' He will remove the chain.

Then another will have to be grabbed by the collar and asked...

'Tell me, where is the watch?'

He will remove the watch.

And before you catch the third one by the collar and ask him...

...he will himself return the purse and the ring.

Now comes the question of that handkerchief...

mbecause of which the matter could worsen further...

...that handkerchief...

- ls this the handkerchief? - Yes, this is the one.

- Where did you find it? - These people had thrown it here.

Look, child, I can give my entire wealth for this handkerchief.

But for the time being, all the money that is in this purse...

...they are all yours.

Sir, so much money?

What do you do?

I study, and then work here in the nights.

Look! Study wholeheartedly.

And if you ever need anything in life, come to me.

G0!

So my dear gentlemen! Listen one more thing.

Tell those Scoundrels that if anybody asks for Meena's address...

- ...tell the correct address. - Yes, we will.

No! Tell those Scoundrels that if anybody asks Meena's whereabouts...

...they shouldn't tell the address.

On one hand, it's you, and on the other are those Scoundrels!

The stuff is excellent. But nobody will pay that much price.

Give me whatever you like. Hurry up!

I will deal with you at the police station.

Come on...let's go. It's also a crime to buy stolen goods. Come on!

It's time already. This is very much like a iswayamvar'.

The only difference is that in earlier times...

...the girls used to choose their own husbands.

Today, the boy will choose his wife.

- He must be coming any time now. - Here I come, daddy!

- Come, Munshiji. - Come, son.

I am tired of having girls tie rakhis on my wrist.

More sisters? There's no place on my hand now.

Speak slowly. They are not your sisters.

They have come for a marriage alliance.

- Marriage alliance? - Yes.

I want you to get married now. You aren't drunk, are you?

No, no. I am not drunk at all.

But today, I will drink myself, as well as serve others too.

- We have already drunk tea. - Shame on you, sir.

Is tea meant to be drunk?

Whoever hasn't drunk whiskey, he is an unfortunate person.

Don't mind what he says. Vicky is used to joking.

We too know that.

Why are you looking at me angrily? Please introduce me to them.

It's a matter of my life.

Without introductions, I don't even make enemies with anybody.

Tell me, sir, what's your name?

- And she is my daughter, Kajal. - There!

You are so dark-complexioned. And you call yourself fair?

I am black happy having met you.

She's Miss Laali, my daughter. And I am Goverdhandas...

The Paper King!

You mean the King of Paper?

I had heard about a paper boat. Today I have met the Paper King too.

You had better move about carefully in the crowds.

If somebody were to manhandle you, you would get torn.

He's Mr. Rustom Bandookwala.

He's Rustom, as well as a Bandook too?

- You are an amazing person! - He's Mr. Khaitan, the cement king.

- I am glad to meet you! - Hey...what's this?

You are a cement king, and yet you collapsed.

Now I know why the buildings in the city collapse so soon.

I can smell something mixed in your mouth.

Don't take Vicky's statements seriously.

- Vicky is used to joking! - Vicky is used to joking!

Looks like everybody worked at a radio station!

- Who are you, please? - I am Chirag Daruwala!

We two will make great company together.

Only you and I know the pleasure of drinking liquor after sunset.

Come here...

There's a limit to joking. You have to marry one of these girls.

Why only one? Can I not marry all eight of them?

Keep quiet!

If you don't mind, I want to talk to your daughters for my son's sake.

Yes, of course. Go ahead.

I will get my son to marry a girl who can make my son give up alcohol.

That will be easy. I can make him give up alcohol within one night.

How can you make give up liquor?

You yourself drink liquor. Look, uncle!

You are not a chaste woman either. You have seven boyfriends.

One for each day of the week.

You don't even have a day off on a holiday.

Listen to her good qualities now.

She introduces her every boyfriend saying that he's her cousin.

- You are my future wife? - Yes.

And you got beaten up by my future wife?

- Yes? - Yes, of course.

What do you think? Will the black one will win or the white one?

Here, take this!

Look at this yellow one. She will be overthrown now.

I think that the yellow one is going to turn blue soon.

So you have come to get married, have you?

What happened here?

What a scene it is!

I had heard that Duhshashana had undressed Draupadi.

But I am seeing for the first time that...

...a Draupadi is undressing Draupadi.

It's not fit for you to see. Let's go.

I am very sorry. The thing is Vicky...

Vicky likes to joke.

Shut up! First you insulted me in the presence of guests.

And now you are wanting to marry a dancing girl?

If you cannot respect someone, you cannot insult anybody.

Meena is your future daughter—in—law.

Is a daughter—in-law addressed in this manner?

If Meena is a dancing girl, what were those girls...

...who were exposing one another in public?

A walking—talking advertisement...

...the filthy books which can be read by anybody?

I seemsince when have you started taking decisions?

Meena is my life, my love. She is not your industry.

You may take decisions about your business.

But I have every right to take decisions about my life.

If you want to make that worthless dancer my daughter—in-law...

...you had better know that this is my home, not a whorehouse...

...where one can hear the tinkling sounds all round the clock.

Look at this home's grandeur, and then that girl's status.

Do you see this statue? An antique. It costs two-and—a-half lakhs.

And these two statues cost three—and—a—quarter lakhs.

And look over there...

I had bought that one specially for you from Paris. For 12 lakhs.

This carpet, this chandelier! For 5 lakh rupees.

I must have spent at least 5O lakhs for decorating your room.

And you, who lives in such grandeur...

...the only son of Raisaheb Amarnath...

You want to bring into this home a dancing girl?

She will be like an ugly blot in the home's beauty.

I am fond of embellishing

But today, you had better hear carefully...

Till I am alive, a dancing girl won't set her foot in this home...

...as my daughter—in—law. Understand?

'Till I am alive...

'You want to bring into this home a dancing girl?'

'...you had better know that this is my home, not a whorehouse...'

'...where one can hear the tinkling sounds all round the clock.'

'You want to bring into this home a dancing girl?'

'...you had better know that this is my home, not a whorehouse...'

'...where one can hear the tinkling sounds all round the clock.'

You?

Whose permission did you take before coming here?

Didn't you hear what father just said?

You are a ugly blot on this home.

I am the only son of Raisaheb Amarnath Kapoor...

...who is fond of embellishing jewels in the velvet.

He has spent 5O lakhs for the decoration of this room.

This statue for 2—and-a—half lakhs. This statue from Paris for 12 lakhs.

This chandelier, this carpet...

And you...what are you?

A dancing girl?

What' s your status?

Go away from here. Or my father will throw you out.

G0 away!

Meena has gone away?

My Meena went away because of you.

All of you are slaves of my father.

Like my father, whenever you got the opportunity...

...you washed down my feelings with the power of money.

You tore away my self-respect with a golden dagger.

You are my pleasures which were taken away from me...

...and put in my home as decorative pieces.

It's you who made my father feel that I have no right to be happy.

In that case...

In that case...

A home where there is no love...

...why should there be a love statue there?

A home where there is no justice...

...why should there be the scale of justice there?

A home where there is no light...

...why should there be a chandelier there?

A home where there isn't my Meena...

Vicky! What are you doing?

Dear...come to your senses!

I want to speak to you.

Come upstairs quickly. I have very less time.

Munshiji, please stay back.

If you try to meet him again, I would not take it lightly.

Go away from here.

What happened, Meena dear?

Nothing, Munshiji. I had forgotten my status.

Vicky's father made me realize that people...

...who cannot even touch the dirt of their feet...

...how can they hold their son's hand?

- Excuse me... - Yes, sir?

Miss Meena used to stay here. Where is she?

- She has gone away. - What do you mean by that?

She has left the city today itself.

- How do you know? - I used to work with her.

Mr. Kapoor built so many schools, orphanages and hospitals.

You all know very well how much he has served you all.

But now, after winning the elections...

...Mr. Kapoor would want to love you as much as...

...a father loves his progeny!

He is wing!

He is wing!

He couldn't take care of one child...

...and he wants to take care of crores of namesake children.

Look at me! I am his only son.

I started drinking since childhood...

...and I have been shaky ever since.

He hasn't even spent as many minutes as my age is.

How the hell will he be able to love you!

It's not that he doesn't have love in his heart.

He has plenty of love. But only for wealth.

He's not a human being.

He's a machine...

...which prints currency and consumes currency.

Nothing else.

The world is hungry for food. But he is hungry for money.

He is not intoxicated about love.

He is intoxicated about wealth.

In my lonely life, I too had got a little love.

But he chopped off my love's neck with the sword of wealth.

You are hoping for love from such a killer?

- What are you saying, Mr. Vicky? - Hold on, Mr. Saxena.

I haven't finished yet.

My dear poor friends...

Till today, I remained entangled in his swamp of wealth...

...only because I wanted to take you out...

...of the swamp of hunger and poverty.

I wanted to share your sorrows. But from today...

...don't place any hopes on me.

Because in your presence, I plead to my father that...

...he should disinherit me from his wealth...

...that he should free me from this jail.

I am feeling very sorry.

I used to think that I am the son of a millionaire.

But today I realized that I am the son of a beggar...

...who is standing before you today begging for votes.

I am feeling very sorry.

I am feeling very sorry.

Please stay back, Munshiji.

- Mr. Vicky... - How are you, Anwar?

Iam fine. But I saw a very strange aspect of you.

You used to speak of love. Today, you were showering fire!

When there is fire, there will be smoke.

What' s the matte r?

How should I tell you? I have lost my life.

Lodge a complaint. I will find it.

Forget it, inspector.

You couldn't find a necklace. How will you find my life?

I will prove to you that...

...we policemen can search the wealth of love...

...in addition to the wealth of the lockers.

Anyway, today is a very important day of my life.

And I would like you to come today evening...

Just a minute.

One shouldn't invite dejected people on a joyous occasion.

It spoils the fun.

Those whose heart is broken, they don't break others' hearts.

If you don't come, I won't celebrate.

All right, I will come. I will come in the evening.

I will personally come to pick you.

- All right. - Goodbye.

This day is a very important day of my life.

Years ago, this day, some angel supported my helpless life...

...and caused me to reach this destination.

I don't know who that angel is...where he is...

But I pray to God... wherever he might be...

...he should be bestowed with every joy in the world.

I celebrate this day in his memory.

He is my very good friend, Mr. Vicky Kapoor.

Who doesn't know him?

Then you must also be knowing that he is fond of poetry too.

What say, Mr. Vicky? How about some poetry on this joyous occasion?

A broken heart cannot sing a joyous tune.

But you just mentioned about reaching the destination...

...so I remembered something.

I will recite it.

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Mr. Vicky, you are going away giving me only half the happiness?

You had promised that you will surely visit my home.

I am not used to visiting people's homes.

But since you insist, I will come.

Please come.

I am very thankful to you.

Please come, Mr. Vicky.

Yes...how wonderful!

The home is a bit small but a home should be like this.

You?

Where had you gone away?

I have become all alone in this big world.

Don't punish me like this again.

If you are lost, will Vicky be able to live then?

Don't speak like this.

Really, Meena...

I have never lived till today.

I have got life only after I got you.

Mr. Vicky, didn't I say that I will find you your life?

Here's your life, and here's her lost necklace.

Miss Meena was leaving the city along with her father.

It's nice that I noticed them and brought them here.

I hope you don't have any complaints against the police now.

Why should I have any complaint?

I am indebted to you from today.

How will I repay your debt?

Just by not considering we policemen as useless.

One more obligation...

I am handing you my belonging to you for a few days.

- Who are you? - It's me, Vicky darling.

I am crazy about you.

- What are you doing here? - I am waiting for you.

- Gosh! Get out of the car. - What if I don't?

Then I will lift you up and throw you out.

Then throw me please.

Hey! You have lifted me in reality.

Mr. Kapoor, look at this.

Tell me, Meena... who is this Ballo?

She's Natwar Shah's keep.

So this is the game played by Natwar and his keep.

- Where will Natwar be? - At Shalimar Hall.

His first show is scheduled today.

Now watch the fun of my liquor.

Remember, I had told you that I will make you a big star?

And that day has come today.

- It's you, Vicky? - Speak respectfully.

I am what I am, and you are what you are.

Yes, I meant the same.

It's nice that you came here today.

I am going to present these two girls on the stage today.

- The first and the last time. - Yesmwhat did you say?

By getting my pictures published in the newspapers...

...you invited me to come here. So I have come here.

Now I will heartily encourage you and your girls.

It's time for the show. I am in a bit of a hurry.

Hold on, Natwar.

The show will be held here instead.

- Mr. Sehgal! - Yes, Mr. Vicky.

- Have you brought all the goods? - Yes.

What have you brought?

2000 rotten eggs...3000 old and worn out sandals...

And 5000 rotten oranges and tomatoes.

Hold on, Natwar. Where are you going?

You go out with Mr. Sehgal...

...and distribute these goods in equal quantity among the public.

Sit down, Natwar.

Here it is, sir.

What's this?

There will be a celebration for making me famous overnight.

Both of them will dance...

...and you will drink both these bottles.

L? But I don't drink liquor!

It's my job to make you drink liquor.

The show will be something like this.

Till you drink, both of them will dance...

...and till they dance, you will continue drinking.

Come on, start!

It's a big sin to make someone drink liquor forcefully.

I know very well what is a sin and what is a good deed.

Come on, start drinking.

O Lord!

It's very bitter, Mr. Vicky.

You always said that I should disinherit you from my wealth.

That I should liberate you.

Sign these papers. I am disinheriting you from today.

- Mr. Kapoor, you... - Just a minute, Munshiji.

You won't say a thing today.

Who knows? Daddy might change his decision under your influence.

Give me the pen, Mr. Saxena.

You should have done this long before, Daddy.

Anyway, better late than never.

Many thanks to you. You have been very kind to me.

You have liberated Vicky who was bound by the chain of wealth.

Here...everything is in your name from today.

Once I had given these things to some decent people...

...to find Meena's address.

Today, to find my own address, to identify my own self...

...l am handing over these things to a decent man again.

Because those decent people too loved these things...

...and you too love them.

Just a minute. There's one more precious thing to be returned.

Here...a wealth on which you have no right..

...l too have no right to keep a gift bought with such a wealth.

Did you see, Daddy?

This is my choice...

...and this is your choice.

Let's go, Meena.

- Where are you coming, Munshiji? - With my son, where else?

Where will you go with me?

Remember, I was leaving this home one day...

...and you had prevented me.

Today, you are leaving. Then do I have no right to accompany you?

I was living in this home only for your sake.

Otherwise, I would have left a long time ago.

Who else besides you do I have in my life?

But in a home where the blind live...

...in such a home, it's necessary that a stick remains there.

These wealthy people use only sticks made of gold and silver.

It's against their status to even touch a stick like me.

Let's go.

Mr. Vicky, all of us are so obliged to you...

...that we cannot repay your debts even in a thousand births.

What debt?

The Almighty had sent a money order in your name.

That money order was lying locked in the lockers of wealthy people.

I merely opened the locker and delivered the money to you.

What's the obligation in it?

Moreover, I have taken a new birth today.

All my life, I was walking with the support of wealth.

Today, I am attempting to walk on my own feet. So let me walk.

No! We won't let you go.

Mr. Nathulal, for the time being, you should leave Meena home.

- As you wish. - Go home with him.

I will meet you later.

Let's go, Munshiji.

Mr. Vicky!

What are you doing?

Now you don't have to bend before me.

I am not bending down.

I am expressing my thanks of that noble person...

- ...who made me what I am. - A noble personmand me?

Yes, the same noble person whom I had been searching since childhood.

The one who paid for all my educational expenses...

...and made me reach this destination.

- You are the one? - Yes.

The headmaster has told me everything.

I am the same Anwar whose tears you wiped off in the childhood.

I seemso the Master broke his promise!

During his last moments, he broke his promise on my insistence.

He is longer alive.

Remember you had praised my little home once.

Now this poor friend is inviting you to live in that home.

Mr. Anwar...l have just been released from the world...

...or gold and silver, and a world of dreams.

Let the sun rise first.

The reality of the world... ...the face of the reality...

...let me see the true colors of human beings.

After all, you are there, I am also there.

We will keep on meeting.

Let's go, Munshiji.

- What happened, Munshiji? - Nothing, dear. I am tired.

Stop the car, driver.

Vicky dear, you are here?

I hear that your father has disinherited you?

How would he know the value of a diamond.

- Come with me. - Where?

To my home.

By taking you to my home, I want to give your father a fitting reply.

Nobody but I can give a fitting reply to my father.

And I have already given him that reply.

As for going to your home...

...l know why you are being so kind to me.

You have your only daughter...

...and you want to fulfill her desire.

I am also the son of a businessman.

I have just walked away from a ocean.

Mr. Goverdhan, those who swim in oceans...

...don't dip in wells and lakes.

Did you understand?

No! The matter is of a higher level.

Let's go, Munshiji.

Now just see how I set your level.

Yes...after roaming around the entire city...

...this place looks fine.

Wow! There's so much peace here.

Which better place than this to spend the night?

By the way, the condition of this temple is somewhat like mine.

I think that mankind has removed God from here too.

Let's sleep here itself.

Dear, I will be able to sleep. But would you be able to sleep here?

Don't worry about me.

I will sleep here so well...

...that I will feel as if I am sleeping after a long time.

Go to sleep.

Life is ruined just like this.

I have fallen.

I hope you haven't been hurt. Please forgive me.

The quantity of liquor in it is so little...

...l used to leave this quantity just like that as leftovers.

Where did Munshiji go?

- Sir... - Who are you?

Didn't you recognize me, sir? That day, at the liquor den...

...when you had gifted me your purse in exchange for the handkerchief.

- It contained 5,500 rupees. - Yes, I remembered.

I have started a tea shop with that money.

I have even rented a room. My mother praises you a lot.

You are fortunate that you have a mother and her love too.

With your grace, sir.

No! Don'tjoin hands in front of others.

Otherwise, once the purpose is served...

...people break the hands.

Work hard, be happy, and take care of your mother.

- I had brought tea for you. - I don't drink tea.

I am searching for Munshiji. I wonder where he has gone.

If you happen to see Munshiji somewhere, do let me know.

All right.

Here, take these 25 rupees.

Only 25 rupees?

If you want more money, make some more trips.

All right.

There's so much blood!

I won't go to the hospital. I have to do a lot of work.

- What happened? - You need to go to the hospital.

- Yes, let's go. - It's Munshiji.

The hospital is over there. Come on...

First let me do the work. Then take me to the hospital.

Doctor, in which room is Munshi Phoolchand?

In that room over there.

How is he, doctor?

There is very little hope of his surviving.

How could you do this?

Why did you do this?

What compelled you to do this?

Tell me, what compelled you to do this?

Dear...

I continued to tolerate life's heartlessness all my life.

But I couldn't tolerate your yearning for liquor last night.

I know that you can survive without bread...

...but not without liquor.

Son, look what I have brought for you!

You...

For this, you left me alone?

Do you have the right to be so angry at your son?

You are everything I have.

Sorrow, anger, love, affection...

My tears, my childhood, my youth...

I have lived it all in your laps.

For the sake of this one bottle...

...you are going away, making my life meaningless?

Don't go, Munshiji.

Don't go, Munshiji.

I take your oath...

I will stop drinking liquor.

Look, Munshijiml have stopped drinking liquor.

You can see that I have stopped drinking liquor.

But don't you go leaving me behind.

You took care of me all my life.

Now give me the opportunity that I can serve you.

You have done more than a father would...

...but you should now give this son of yours...

...the chance to execute my duty.

Give me the chance, Munshiji.

Give me the chance.

Give me the chance.

Give me the chance.

No, Munshiji...

N0!

N0!

Don't leave me all alone.

Come back, Munshiji.

Come back, Munshiji.

Don't go. I will never ask you for anything again.

Don't make me an orphan.

Come back...come back.

Come back, Munshiji.

You?

Mr. Raisahab Amarnath Kapoor...

Vicky has become an orphan today.

I have lost the shelter of my father today.

My father has died today.

Looks like you have started drinking cheap liquor.

That's why you are not in your senses.

Your father is standing before you.

This is the wealthy person who merely gave birth to his son.

And dumped him like a fake coin which is of no use.

But the one who brought up that fake coin with his own hands...

...the one who served you all his life...

...your one-time poor friend, Munshi Phoolchand...

- Munshi Phoolchand is no more. - What?

Yes, Mr. Raisahab.

I have just come to ask you if...

...you have some time to spare to participate in his funeral.

Or even today you are in the midst of a meeting worth crores?

The thing is...at this time, the election...

I understand.

You are helpless.

Your shoulders are burdened with the wealth right now.

Your shoulders are not available to lift the corpse.

It doesn't matter.

I will gather four people from somewhere.

And if I don't find them, I will lift him on my own.

Munshiji has lifted me in his lap for years.

Then can I not lift him in my hands for a day?

But before leaving, I would surely want to tell you this.

Today, not one, but two people have died.

For me, my father has died. For you, your son has died.

We have become alone in the world of relationships.

Everybody is destined to die some day.

Today, Munshiji has died. I will die. You will die too.

But the day you will die...

...your son won't go to perform the last rites.

Because after lighting up Munshiji's pyre...

...your right will be burnt to ashes in that fire.

Mr. Kapoor, so shall we start the meeting now?

Please leave me alone for a while.

Mr. Saxena...

All of you, please leave.

I want to stay alone with Munshiji for a while.

Let's go.

Mr. Vicky is...

Ah yes..let's proceed.

You want Meena to be removed from Vicky's life...

...and your daughter to be married to Vicky. Right?

- Right. - But what do I stand to gain?

I can do anything for my only daughter.

I won't let your drama company sink.

In addition, I will give you 5 lakhs in cash.

2—and-a—half lakhs in advance. And the balance after the work is done.

Sir, I am an artiste. I can do anything for my drama company.

You may assume that your job is as good as done.

- Greetings. - Greetings. Don't you worry.

Listenmfirst you got me behind bars while selling the necklace.

Who will you cause to be hanged this time around?

Fool, you can never become an artiste all your life.

My mind functions like lightning.

Remember the night outside the hospital?

The butcher who was prepared to set the hospital on fire...

...for the sake of his child.

The one who was on the verge of killing all the doctors.

Can he not do our small job for the sake of his child?

- Excuse me. - Yes?

I am feeling scared. Our son has not returned from school yet.

- Neither will he return now. - What?

My son has been taken away by crooks?

I will kill all the crooks in the city.

What's the use of using force on an artiste like me?

I have come only to pass on their message to you.

The ones who have taken away your child...

...they have threatened to kill me too.

They have said that if I don't pass their message to you...

...they will kill me and feed me to the dogs.

What else did they say?

They have said that in return for your child's life...

...you will have to kill Meena, the famous stage dancer.

No! No!

I cannot commit a murder.

I have never killed any human being.

If you haven't, chop her off thinking her to be a sheep.

Commit one murder. Save my life. Along with my life, your son's life...

No! Don' t say that.

I can commit even a thousand murders for my son's life.

But remember...if something happens to my child...

...l will kill you too. I will burn you alive.

- Understand? - Yes.

Looking at you, I remembered the story of the King...

...who had been blessed that all that he touches will turn to gold.

Ever since I can remember...

I don't recollect that you ever called me except for business.

Did you?

This man standing in front of me...

This is the wealthy person who merely gave birth to his son.

And dumped him like a fake coin which is of no use.

I was a stone-hearted person.

But separation from you has melted my heart.

I am a broken man today.

These wealthy people use only sticks made of gold and silver.

It's against their status to even touch a stick like me.

No, Munshiji...don't say so.

Having been blinded by wealth, I had lost my senses.

Raisahab Amarnath Kapoor...

...who considered his friend a servant is dead today.

Forgive me, Munshiji.

Today, not one, but two people have died.

For me, my father has died. For you, your son has died.

We have become alone in the world of relationships.

Yes, daddy, you have given me everything that can be...

...bought from the market and decorated in the home.

But you have never given me the bliss...

...that can be decorated in the heart.

You like liquor, don't you?

See for yourself...

Your father, who hated liquor all his life...

...today he has lost himself in liquor.

Today, for the first time, I have realized that...

...l am also a human being... that I am a father.

Come back, my son. Come back.

If Munshiji were alive today, he would've brought you back.

Today, I will give my wealth to the person...

...who can get me my son back to me.

Mr. Kapoor...

- Who is it? - Mr. Kapoor...

...we have come to take you to your son.

- To my son? - Yes.

- Where is Vicky? - At Mr. Goverdhan's place.

He says that he won't return till his daddy comes to fetch him.

I will personally go to bring him.

I will beg of him and ask him for pardon.

Then I will hold his finger and bring him back.

You too should scold him.

He has no right to be angry at his father and go away like this.

- You should scold him. - Yes, of course.

Please come.

You want evidence, don't you? Come inside.

There's the evidence.

Look!

Have you seen the evidence? Where is my son?

Get me my son. Otherwise, I will kill Natwar Shah too.

- Where's my son? - You will get him.

I want my son immediately.

- Give him his son. - Here he is!

- Father! - My son!

Tell me, what should be done of this corpse?

Should I burn it down or bury it?

Do whatever you like. My work has been done.

I will convey this good news to Natwar Shah.

Now I will extract a lot of money from Natwar Shah.

Mr. Vicky!

Mr. Vicky!

Miss Meena has been murdered!

Murder?

- Who murdered her? - I don't know that.

But some people were taking Natwar Shah's name.

These are Miss Meena's clothes.

Listen to me, Mr. Vicky. What wrong have I done?

I am an artiste!

Gosh! I have had it!

Somebody help me please!

Gosh! My neck...!

Tell me, why did you kill Meena?

- Tell me! - What wrong have I done?

Tell me!

Tell me!

I didn't kill Meena.

She has been killed by Abdul, the butcher!

And it was Mr. Goverdhan who paid him to kill her.

I am telling you the truth. Believe me.

Mr. Vicky!

You are here?

How strange! Those people took away Mr. Kapoor...

...to meet you at Mr. Goverdhan's place.

- Who people? - Your daddy's business partners.

You know very well that I no longer have any relation with him now.

Blood relations cannot be cut off easily.

You have been born in this world because of Mr. Kapoor.

If not being his blood relation, save him in the name of humanity.

Because grieving for you, he has started drinking liquor!

- What are you saying? - Yes, Mr. Vicky.

Daddy has started drinking liquor?

Anyway»-

Mr. Kapoor, this is the last document.

Here, Goverdhan. I have signed all the documents.

Now let me meet my son.

I am yearning to embrace him once.

Not once, but you may embrace him a thousand times.

But not here...after you go up above.

Up above? ls Vicky up there? Why didn't you tell me before?

Move away...

If Mr. Kapoor is in such a great hurry to go up above, why delay?

Make him go so high that he cannot come back on the earth...

...and claim that we had made him sign the documents forcibly.

What say?

Take him away!

Scoundrel!

Today, I got separated from my son because of you!

It's you, Vicky?

The one who can kill my father is yet to be born, Goverdhan!

I have disassociated from his wealth, not from his life.

Why are you just standing there? Set his level!

My daughter has been admitted to the hospital because of him.

Hit him! Hit the rascal!

Let's run away.

Wait, friends. How can you leave us behind?

Fools! How will the car start if the engine is lying here?

In a short while, your Natwar too will come out.

Mr. Saxena, Mr. Vicky doesn't say for nothing that...

...a moustache should be like that of Mr. Nathulal.

Now how should they be dealt with?

Just like they should be dealt with.

All right.

Beat him!

Beat him, son!

- Beat the Scoundrel! - Where have everybody gone?

Grab the file from him.

Beat them! Beat them!

My son...my son!

How dare you cause me harm!

This doesn't contain rotten eggs and oranges.

It contains bullets. That too real ones!

Beware! I will shoot you dead!

No, Inspector. Don't do that!

As it is, they are dead. Why blemish your uniform?

Mr. Vicky, this uniform too has been made possible because of you.

I will sacrifice it today for your sake.

- Scoundrel! - No, Anwar!

Constable, take away these rascals!

Where are you leaving? I have yet to deal with you. Come on.

- I am a respectable person! - Move!

My son...my son...

You have been very late in recognizing your son.

For me, all my life, you were like a picture...

...which was framed all around with frame of gold and silver...

...and which had a glass of wealth in between.

We never happened to meet.

No, son. That glass of wealth has been shattered now.

I am also shattered now.

Here is your property.

Now I don't want to live.

Don't say that, son.

You will live.

You will live for me. You will live for your father.

No, daddy. Munshiji is no more. Meena too is gone.

For whom should I live?

Mr. Vicky, Miss Meena is right here!

Mr. Vicky, I am sorry for having pretended to have killed Meena.

You had saved my son's life. Then how could I take away your life?

I am a butcher. But I am not an executioner.

Son, you will live now, won't you?

If not for me, for my daughter—in-law's sake.