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You took everything from me.

Your love...

Your love was only an illusion.

I don't believe in you.

You don't exist.

Soul...

Paradise, God...

These words don't mean anything anymore.

I have lost my faith.

Go!

Hey.

What the hell are you doing here, Sister?

I'm not a Sister,

I'm a Mother. -I know her.

She's from Entally.

We're taking you back home, sister.

I have three hundred girls who are starving.

I won't return without food.

Alright, come with us, we'll give you some rice, Sister.

My name is Teresa, Mother Teresa.

Your place? -We always go to my place.

Well...

It's nicer than mine.

Certainly cleaner.

We're good together, aren't we?

Yes.

We are.

Let's get a cab, it's freezing!

Kavita!

Kavita!

What the...?

Kavita!

Kavita?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Mother Teresa...

We are worried about your health.

I will send you to Darjeeling for a retreat.

I thank you for your concern, Mother, but I'm happy to stay here and work.

Don't argue.

We need you in good shape. You will leave next month.

I will do as you say, Mother.

Mother...!

It's from your real Mother.

I thought I'd give it to you myself.

At least the post is still working.

Thank you.

Mother.

My dear Gonxhe,

I am so happy to have received more news from you.

Your life seems very full.

Especially as you work plenty.

As usual.

You have always been strong,

and dedicated.

But you shouldn't forget why you went to India.

To help the poor.

Oh, there's a monkey!

Did you see it?

You went to India to help the poor.

What is wrong with you, Mother Teresa?

Have you been out in the sun too long?

Jesus actually spoke to you?

I mean, you heard his voice?

Yes, Father.

It's a new call within my call.

Well...

That is most...

peculiar...

to say the least...

How did this happen, exactly?

Jesus said come!

Come, carry me to the homes of the poor.

Come be my light.

Kavita...

Kavita?

Kavita...

Don't worry,

you're in a hospital.

You were hit by a car.

Do you understand me? Do you understand what I'm saying?

What's your name?

Kavita...

Kavita Mukherjee.

Do you remember what happened?

Can you tell me the date today?

My violin.

Where's my violin?

I...

I forgot it.

Okay...

I can't play anymore. -Just try and relax for me, okay, Kavita?

Mother Teresa,

it is fortunate that you and I know each other so well.

I am not sure how another priest

would have reacted to what you have just told me.

I have been writing this confession on paper.

I am asking you if you can send it to the Pope,

to ask him to allow me to work outside the convent for the poorest of the poor.

Before I can send this to the Pope, I need the Archbishop's authorisation.

Will you recommend me?

Of course.

but it will take a while.

Let's not waste any time, then.

Mukherjee.

You are Indian, right? Where from? -From Calcutta.

But I've lived here since I was a child.

I was in Kolkata. Working with an NGO.

Quite an experience.

I don't remember much. I was really young.

Me too.

I'm a violinist.

Then congratulations, you're on holiday.

On holiday?

You've been very lucky. There's nothing broken, just a sprain.

You'll have to keep the bandage on for a while though.

And don't worry about the baby, it wasn't hurt at all.

The what?

The foetus is in perfect shape.

Foetus?

You're kidding, right?

Didn't you know?

You're pregnant, young lady.

About 6 weeks.

What shall I do?

Go home and rest for a bit.

You still have time to think about it.

I can also refer you to an abortion clinic, if you wish.

Millions of men, women and children had to leave their homes.

They came all the way down to Calcutta on foot.

And here... They have nothing.

They are hungry, they don't have shelter.

No family, no home.

It's a very difficult time.

And you have to be very, very careful.

When stepping out of the Loreto convent.

Any question?

What will happen to all these pregnant women who were raped?

My parents say it would have been better for them if they had been killed instead.

They will never be respected.

But they should get rid of their child instead.

Yes, they should. -No, no, no.

A mother should never kill her child.

It's a crime against a human being.

But it's already a crime to force these women.

That's a reason not to add another crime by killing an innocent child.

But if they keep the children, they'll be rejected by everyone.

They'll be on the street, they‘ll be prostitutes...

They can be killed.

A mother, killing her own child,

is the beginning of all violence...

But it's not their fault.

Why do women always have to pay the price for the violence of men?

He is testing our love that way.

God must be a man to be so unjust.

What's the deal?

I'm pregnant, Paul.

Pregnant?

But that's... how?

Who is the father?

It's you, of course. Who else would it be?

Pregnant? That's crazy. I mean...

What are you gonna do about it?

Kavita?

I don't know.

I don't know!

You'll have to have an abortion. -I know...

You can't keep it. -I don't know what to do.

Kavita!

There you are.

Shit!

Don't tell her.

I'll call you tomorrow. -What?

Stay with me, I need you now. -I don't want to meet your mother.

What has happened to you?

I'm fine. I just fainted, that's all.

You're not... Are you a doctor?

He's just a colleague from work.

He brought me here.

Can I take my daughter home?

Where is the doctor? -Calm down, Mum.

I saw the doctor, we can go.

Okay.

My baby, my little Kavita... When I got the call from the hospital...

I don't know what I would have done if anything happened to you.

I'll leave now.

Kavita, take it easy.

Father? Father!

I have to do everything myself.

There's a shortage of new vocations these days.

Why is the Archbishop taking so long to give me an answer?

I've heard he's taking advice on the matter.

He's worried about the validity of your plan.

This is God's plan. There can be no question about it.

There are already so many different orders of nuns,

he can't agree to establish another one without taking the utmost care.

He's also worried about you.

The idea of living outside the safety of Loreto scares me too.

But Jesus talks to me...

He tells me to trust him, to love him

and to go to these poor children on the street.

I suggest you write to him then.

To Jesus?

To the Archbishop.

With my permission, of course.

Do it without fear,

but with sincerity and faith.

and remember, don't tell anyone else about all this.

Thank you, Father.

God!

Why do you always do this?

Hi Dad.

It's not too serious, is it?

My lovely daughter Kavita.

So sorry for being late. Our little girl had a little accident.

Oh my God, what happened? -She got hit by a car.

it was because of the snow last night, we were so worried.

She had to spend the night in the hospital, just to be safe.

Nothing broken it seems.

A doctor's keen eye.

Some more tea? -No, thanks.

Isn't that Mother Teresa? How did you meet her?

Oh we first met her at a charity concert in Calcutta.

How fantastic! What was she like?

A holy soul...

But still... human.

She blessed us at our wedding. -March 11...

1987.

Love at first sight.

You had a love marriage?

Yes.

Mum, Dad, it's no secret your parents arranged for you two to be together.

So why pretend like it was a love marriage?

Kavita, enough.

I read that Mother Teresa stopped women who had been raped from having abortions.

And she didn't administer pain killers to dying patients,

so that they'd suffer, like Jesus on the cross...

That's enough, son.

Sorry...

Our Kavita, she could have been a lawyer,

but she has a mind of her own.

So...

that is why she pursued

a career as a music professor,

so that she can give back to the society by...

teaching others to capture the beauty of music.

That's very, admirable.

It's a job. Nothing more.

Rajiv is still working at the hospital, but...

We plan to open his private practice soon.

But not before he gets married, of course.

Okay.

It was lovely to meet you and

have a great lunch and a good Sunday.

Come back here.

Kavita? -What?

Why can't you be nice to your father, for once?

Mum, it's my life, not his.

It's a family affair. Don't be so selfish!

I'm not marrying your community.

You did that.

Good bye. -Come on.

Kavita!

What is the Vatican waiting for?

It will soon be six months since I sent that letter.

I can't wait so long.

I will try...

I will be patient...

I must be patient.

Oh! Jesus, help me!

Yes, but when?

Remember Mary Ward,

it wasn't until after her death that the church recognized the Loreto order.

Your order!

They will never accept a woman to be granted direct access to God.

Paul!?

It's me! Are you there?

Mother Teresa, could you stay for a moment?

I have some news for you.

May I pray first?

Again?

They have agreed.

It took us two years but we won!

And they are giving you exclaustration for a year,

which means you can remain a nun outside the convent.

This is a miracle, it has never happened before!

Just wait a minute...

Father.

Father!

Please. Bless my new habit.

But, this is a sari?

Yes. A simple sari for the service of the poor.

Please. I want to start immediately.

What, just now?

At this minute?

God cannot wait.

Mother,

I think you need a little preparation

before you go working on the streets.

I will send you to Patna for some medical training.

Then you will be ready.

I will do what you order, Father.

But first, the blessing.

Hi. I have an appointment. Kavita.

If you just want to sign here, and the doctor will be with you in a mere moment.

Hello, this is Paul, you know what to do.

Mita?

I am looking for Mita.

Do you know her?

Mita Singh?

Mita?

I am Mother Teresa.

Father Van Exem from Loreto told me about you.

Father from Loreto?

Yes.

I am starting a school here, and I need your help.

My help?

Father Van Exem gave me a list of children from here,

so we need to find them.

Kavita! Oh my God!

Kavita! What are you doing here?

Deepali...

What a pleasant surprise!

You didn't call. Come in.

Look at you. You're a real woman now.

Has your mom found you a husband yet?

Over my dead body.

I've missed you so much.

And you're still my little one.

Come.

Give me that. -Thank you.

I thought I'd come to see you

and see my old Calcutta...

I'm gonna stay for a few weeks.

So, if you know any hotels nearby...

You are forbidden to stay anywhere else.

There's enough room for both of us here.

I won't stay long.

What's wrong?

It's a long story...

You still do this?

You're not even Christian.

Christians, Hindus, Muslims...

We all want the same thing...

What's that?

Love.

You knew her quite well, didn't you?

Mother?

Yes.

From the very first day she started the Missionaries of Charity.

I remember very well.

I was only a little girl then...

To see her dressed like a poor woman,

wearing a simple white sari, just like a widow,

it was an extraordinary sight.

I'd never seen anything like it before.

Today we are going to learn the alphabet.

Do you know what that is?

Aapel!

Yes,

Aa like Aapel

Aa like Aapel

What is this white woman doing here?

She wants to convert us.

Go! Get the kids back!

She's a good woman.

She is against Hindus!

You stupid lazy drunk!

She's better than you for your children!

These white-skinned scoundrels!

Thanks to her we can eat.

What have you done for us?

Leave her alone! Go!

Go away!

Just go away from here!

It's a boy!

Chele means boy.

Chele means boy.

Go. Go there.

Don't feel shy.

Who is this girl?

She came here last week.

She lost her mother and brother on the way.

Her father is very ill.

They have nothing.

What will happen to her?

Hello, this is Paul, you know what to do.

Baba, wake up!

Wake up, Baba!

Baba, wake up! Baba!

Deepali!

Your father is gone.

Where?

He joined your mother and your brother in a beautiful place.

He is happy now.

I want to be with them.

You need medicine.

My father died too, When I was the same age as you.

He left me as well, and I missed his love so much.

But I had to accept that God wanted him back.

I don't like God! I don't want him to take my father!

God gave you a gift.

He gave you your life.

What you do with your life will be your gift to Him.

Mrs. Deepali, where is the list of adoptive parents from last year?

I can't find it. -Just look in the last drawer.

Thank you very much.

She's been here for one month.

Every three years, they are assigned to a new place.

You're the living memory of this place.

Come.

Come.

Hello.

Where is your doll, today?

Where is your doll.

What's that? A caterpillar.

All these kids without parents...

Why can't women just get abortions?

It's against Christian rules.

Silly rules.

In the past even Hindus considered abortion a sin,

a crime worse than killing their own parents.

That's so wrong.

A woman knows what's best for her. It's her body.

See that nurse?

She was raped.

And she had to keep the baby.

It was a beautiful little boy.

But he died in a few months' time.

Oh no...

And every single morning after that day,

her first thought would be with that

lost, unwanted child.

A life of misery.

Children...

Impossible not to love them.

Yes?

My name is Mother Teresa, Father.

I am helping the poor people in the streets,

and collecting donations for them to eat and drink.

Can you help us, please?

Are you asking me for money?

Food is very acceptable as well, Father.

I don't believe it...

A nun begging from me in my own parish?

Father, Jesus sent me to help the poor,

I will talk to your superior.

My work has been authorised by the Vatican.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

And this... costume!

It's ridiculous.

Hello!

Can you give me something?

It's for my friends who are very hungry.

Everybody is hungry in this city,

I can't feed them all!

I need money to pay for all these vegetables as well.

Please. Any leftovers.

No! Nothing is for free.

Come back when you have some money.

Take this,

and buy some food for you and your children tonight.

Yesterday I learned a lesson about the poverty

the poor are facing every day.

I walked and walked,

until my legs and arms hurt, in search of food for them,

and found nothing...

I thought they too must feel the same pain.

That same night,

like a temptation,

the vision of the Loreto Convent

came into my dream.

Its comfort and all the beautiful things I have left behind

haunted me...

I was missing all those I truly loved all these years...

And the tempter kept saying

Just say a word,

and everything will be returned to you.

I could not hear you,

not feel you...

Talk to me!

I was alone.

And they were calling me...

They need me. As much as I need them.

To find you...

You can trust Kavita,

she is a responsible girl, you don't need to worry about that.

Yes.

Aparna, I don't know, you really need to ask her.

Okay, I have something on the stove so I'll run, yeah?

Okay.

Your mother... she is worried about you, she didn't know you were here.

Typical.

You know your Mom loves to control everything and everyone.

But things never really...

turn out the way she wants them to.

I owe you one, Deepali.

Can I help you with anything?

Come with me to Nirmal Hriday.

Nirmal Hriday?

House of the dying.

I don't know about that.

I thought you want to help? -Yes, I meant with the rent!

Oh, no!

Nirmal Hriday is not a place to be scared of.

It is visited by angels.

I'm not sure I can handle angels.

Cow.

Cow.

The - cat - hates - the - dog.

The - cat - hates - the - dog.

Happy Birthday, Mother!

Father?

Subhashini!

We have come to bring you presents, Mother!

But it is not my birthday.

Every day is your birthday,

and it's their birthday too.

This is wonderful,

Wonderful!

Mother, look!

How did you do it?

I would not be surprised,

if your friend up there was involved.

And you are His angel.

I think you have to thank your new Sister too, Mother.

My new Sister? I don't have a Sister.

Subhashini!

What are you doing here? You should be in Loreto.

I want to pronounce my vows.

I have questioned my soul, Mother.

And it tells me that my place is with you.

And if you agree,

I want to be named Sister Agnes, after your baptismal name.

You have my blessing...

Sister Agnes.

Let's not lose sight of life's principal matters,

and let's all have a good meal.

I invite you and your class today.

Thank you Father,

but we have not yet finished our lesson.

In fact, we just started.

This is not the time for teaching.

Why not?

It's the time to celebrate! -I agree.

Well then let's celebrate.

Let's celebrate!

Hey Paul.

I'm in Kolkata!

Look, it's...

It's not easy for me to make this decision alone.

I'll take it you don't want the child, but...

Please call me back.

I thought you cared... about me.

Bye!

We have never been here.

It's a shortcut.

Look.

Oh my God.

She's still alive.

Madam, can you hear me?

We are here to help you.

Can you move?

Wait.

Sister Agnes, find us a rickshaw.

Yes Mother.

We need a lift.

Madam, I can't take her. Find another rickshaw.

We need a lift.

Mother, they won't stop.

Take care of her.

We need to carry her to the hospital.

I can't carry this woman.

She will die.

I won't touch her. She is impure.

If you help us save her life,

God will return your favor a hundred times.

Which God will return this favor?

The Great God Almighty!

Fine, let's go.

Thank you.

Hello, Sister.

This woman needs help. It's an emergency.

Are you going to pay for her treatment?

I'm sorry, we don't have any money.

We can't accept patients who are unable to pay for their treatment.

We can't just let her die alone.

God is our witness.

You must send her back to the streets. I'm sorry.

Let me see the doctor.

None of the doctors are available at this moment, Sister.

I'll wait.

We will take care of this woman, Sisters.

Thank you, doctor.

I'm sorry, but she passed away.

It was much too late.

Even if you had brought her here a few days ago,

it would have been too late.

Thank you doctor.

Things can't go on like this.

There's no point trying to save one life here, one life there...

I think,

we need to try and solve the problem at the root.

We need to...

Try and change this cultural habit itself

where people stop disposing of their elderly on the streets.

Dr Ahmed,

while you figure out a good way to solve the problem at the root,

I need to take dying people off the streets

to bring them to a proper place where they can have a bed,

and die with some dignity.

You have to give me a place for them.

Now!

I was advised not to have an argument with you, Mother Teresa.

You haven't been in the streets for long but,

certainly you have earned yourself quite a reputation.

I'm not here for my reputation.

I know.

Well,

I might have an idea, but,

that's probably a bad one.

Why?

Here we are.

The ninth wonder of the world:

Nirmal Hriday, House of the Dying.

I'm not sure about this.

Don't worry,

It's not gonna kill you. Come.

The city was renting this place to a merchant

but he had to close his business.

Do you think this might fit your needs?

It certainly needs some painting...

It's huge.

Yes, it's perfect for our Nirmal Hriday.

The House of the Dying.

We can start the work right away.

That is if you agree, Dr Ahmed?

I'm happy that you like the place Mother Teresa,

but let me show you what might be a small problem.

This Kali temple right behind the building...

some Hindus might not accept you.

They might suspect you want to convert them.

Good morning Sister.

How are you? -I'm fine.

Is the food here? -Yes, it's here.

Come.

Come.

Her name is Sati.

Here.

Take this cool water and wipe her forehead, that will ease the pain.

Excuse me?

Go on, don't be shy. You can do it.

Here, we have to bring her fever down.

Are you a doctor?

I'm a volunteer, like all the other foreigners you see here.

His father was here, you know, thirty years ago.

when he was studying medicine.

So is Rupert now.

You may say it's a family tradition.

But he hates it here. -I'm counting down the days.

Is she dead?

Sleeping.

Rupert, will you show Kavita around?

I will see both of you later on.

It'll be a pleasure.

So you're not a doctor?

I'm still a medical student, but I will be a doctor.

You know, my family have been doctors for the last four generations.

I'm the next in line. Quite a traditional lad.

And you, what do you do, if you don't mind me asking.

I'm a musician.

A violinist.

Wow, an artist.

Interesting.

And are you here to save humanity or just yourself?

I'm taking a break.

A break from what?

From my life.

When people come here they're usually filthy

because they've been living on the streets.

You can tell how long they have been out there from how they smell.

Mother, they're attacking us!

Stay away from the windows. Just do your work.

My passport.

This sacrilegious place must go! Burn it!

Burn it!

Your brothers and sisters...

Your brothers and sisters are dying inside.

They need to rest.

If you want to destroy this place,

take me and kill me instead.

But don't make so much noise.

Hey!

This is not your place!

It belongs to Ma Kali!

Glory to Kali! Glory to Kali!

I belong to India and India belongs to me.

This is an insult. This is an insult to Ma Kali!

Burn it down!

Don't let them disturb you.

Go on,

carry on.

Glory to Kali!

Glory to Kali!

Calm down!

Sadu Baba, tell them to stop.

We need to see what's going on inside.

My child,

pray to your God,

so that he takes care of you.

I will also make a prayer to my God...

Glory to Kali!

I will ask this lady to leave this place!

But... I will ask this lady to leave,

the day your own daughters, your own wives and sisters,

will take care of your own parents, the way she does.

Until that day she will be allowed to work here.

Because she is a holy soul.

Let's go.

They're leaving! They're leaving!

You see Deepali,

He always protects us.

As long as He's here, there is nothing to fear.

Ever.

You are so lucky that Jesus loves you so much...

He loves you too my child.

Are you sure?

Yes.

He loves all of us.

I'm sure of that.

So my mom picks me up from the hospital

and she says that we have lunch with my Dad.

and then I was like okay, I wasn't really in the mood obviously,

I'd just had an X-ray...

I get home, my dad's there...

this random Indian guy, who I've never met before, and his parents.

You know I understand that people would still marry within their caste in India,

but, in England? I mean that's...

That's weird! Why would your parents still do that?

They don't want to be excluded from their community.

That's all that really matters to them.

So you wouldn't be able to marry me, for instance.

I'm not my parents.

I wouldn't marry someone I didn't love.

What's your type?

Dark skin,

brown eyes?

I always found blue eyes...

repulsive.

So I don't stand a chance then?

What about children?

Are you interested in reproduction?

I'm too young to die.

Yes, and we only live once.

Not if you're a Hindu.

I saw the two of you.

There is something cooking?

What do you mean?

He's quite cute, isn't he?

I must admit he's not the ugliest.

What's wrong?

I need to sit down.

How many months?

Two. But I'm not keeping it.

Why not?

because I don't want to be a mother.

I have other things to do with my life.

What about the father? Doesn't he want to marry you?

Why does everyone want to see me married?

Why can't I just be a single woman who doesn't want children?

He doesn't want me...

Ever since I told him I was pregnant he won't even speak to me.

I don't know what to do.

Don't you worry, my dear.

Everything will fall into place in its own time.

I'm scared.

See..

This is for you.

I want you to have it.

It'll do you good. Trust me.

Here.

Mama...

I miss you...

The pain won't stop. What's wrong with her?

It's inside the head.

Could be a tumor, a hemorrhage... -She needs to go to hospital.

They won't take her.

She has no money, no relatives, nothing.

It's terrible.

Can I pay for her treatment?

I'll tell you what you can do.

Try massaging her head,

her neck, and... That should help with the blood flow.

Are you sure?

Don't be afraid to touch her.

Apply your hands generously, don't hold back.

You see...

They like to be touched. Old people don't get touched so much.

Shouldn't the women's ward be off limit to men?

I'm a doctor, remember.

You like this, don't you Sati?

I envy you. -Why?

You have your music, your vocation...

It's beautiful to know from the start what you want to do in life.

Like... Mother Teresa.

You know, I was reading about her life, and what's so amazing is...

even when she lost her faith, she went on helping people.

Most people, when in total doubt, just... give up on their dreams.

She didn't.

I guess I'm not that type.

But there are definitely some things I can't agree with, though.

Like abortion, for instance.

She was uncompromising about it,

it just doesn't make sense with what we know today.

I sort of understand her, you know.

I'm from a traditional family of doctors, and we...

we believe in trying to preserve life at all costs.

But it can ruin a woman's life!

Say you're pregnant and you can't take care of the child...

Or it could even endanger your own life to keep it!

Why should you have to have a child against your own will?

It's about saving a life, a human being. -Oh! It's hardly a human being.

It's just a collection of cells, with no consciousness.

How can you say you're murdering a human being?!

From a biological point-of-view, the moment...

you're conceived is the start of your life.

Wouldn't you call yourself a human then?

What about the women who are raped?

And the stigma they face in India?

These women's lives are lost because they can't have abortions.

Yes, the stigma is important,

but...

I believe that when a man and a woman are fond of each other

and want to create a home for themselves, a child completes the picture...

You're avoiding the question.

I'm distracted.

And I think we've had enough politics for today.

It's not fair.

You shouldn't be allowed to have blue eyes like that.

I bribed the midwife.

I shouldn't be doing this...

It's a wonderful day for the Congregation, Mother.

Now you have a real headquarters.

I wanted to thank the Archbishop personally, but he hasn't come.

He told me to tell you that he is with you in his thoughts.

I am lost, Father...

He hasn't talked to me since I started working in the slums.

He is always a very busy man.

I'm not talking about the Archbishop.

I'm talking about Him!

Oh...

Him...

Faith might be obscured by the clouds of doubt.

but it will come back.

Be patient, Mother.

What if faith is leaving me?

Have faith in Him.

I will try, Father...

I want God

with all the powers

of my soul

and yet there is,

between us,

this terrible separation.

But I must keep this absence secret,

It should never be revealed to anyone.

These letters will have to be destroyed after my death,

so nobody will ever know

that I have lost my faith.

Gonxe...

It's wonderful to have you back here, Mother.

We wouldn't miss our weekly appointment for anything, Mr. Sen.

How are the troops today? -Morale is high,

despite the circumstances.

This heavy rain is taking its toll.

Climate is one free gift from God that affects everyone,

the rich and the poor alike.

Mita!

I beg your pardon?

Do you know this woman, Mita?

Mita?

I'm afraid not.

She must have come here recently.

This is her place.

Mita.

We were so worried about you.

You just disappeared when we heard you were sick.

Why did you not come to us?

How could you help me, Mother?

I don't want this life as a leper.

God takes care of our life.

He promised us a better afterlife. We mustn't disappoint him in this one.

I can't see my children anymore.

They don't want to see me either.

I will help you Mita.

You're my friend.

I've booked the flights to Kerala.

Rupert, there's something I need to tell you.

You feel blessed. Sure. I know.

I'm pregnant.

Are you serious?

Do you mind dating a pregnant woman?

Let's put it this way, I think it'd be easier if you weren't.

Do you know whose baby it is? Of course, I know who the father is!

It's a man I've loved, he's not just anybody!

What are you doing running away from him? -I'm not running away!

What are you doing in India?

I don't know if I am keeping it yet.

Either way I don't know If I want to be part of it.

I never knew a foetus could be so repulsive.

Mita?

Mita?

Mita!

Mita?

Where has she gone?

I haven't the faintest idea...

MITA!

Mother! Hurry!

We have to get her down!

Kavita?

Coming...!

Mom? What are you doing here?

Why did you run off like that?

Without telling anyone.

I was mad with worry!

I know, I'm sorry.

You're sorry? What is wrong with you?

Wait.

Why don't you both sit?

Food is getting cold.

Who's the father?

Paul.

You met him at the hospital.

That white boy!?

That guitar teacher!?

We're doomed!

You have to have an abortion. -I wanted to.

Yeah, but what stopped you then!?

This might be your last chance to get a good Brahmin boy like Rajiv!

Just...

get rid of the baby, no one will know!

Mum, I wouldn't hide the fact that I was pregnant from my partner.

You're being ridiculous. -You have to secure your future.

I don't want a secure future!

I don't need you and Dad to make decisions for me,

I'm not a child anymore.

I don't want to live your life.

I want to live my own life, on my own terms.

I want...

an adventure. I want...

the spark...!

I don't want my life planned out for me the way your parents did for you!

I want... to actually love.

I want to be loved!

I want to be loved.

You have to tell her.

She needs to know.

What do I need to know?

What do I need to know, for Christ's sake just tell me!

You were adopted.

What?

You were adopted when you were just a baby, sweetie.

You came from the orphanage, at the Missionaries of Charity,

just like the other kids.

Adopted...

Your father and I, when we married, we...

He couldn't have children.

You were my favourite at the orphanage

from the very first day that we found you, the day you were abandoned.

Abandoned...

You're a Dalit.

The Brahmin community rejected your parents,

that's why they left India.

Is Kavita even my real name?

It was the name given to you at the orphanage.

And my real mother, is she alive?

She died when you were born.

So, I'm a Dalit.

That's why you want me to marry a Brahmin so badly?

We just wanted to protect you.

Why is everything so dirty in here?

Sorry, Mother. We haven't got the time to wipe the floor yet.

I told you a hundred times...

the dirt on the floor is the dirt inside your head!

Sister Rosa will do it Mother.

Mother, please. You need some rest.

I don't need to rest.

I know I never deserved your love.

Why did you give it to me in the first place?

Why did you not leave me alone?

You took everything from me.

Your love...

Your love was only an illusion.

I don't believe in you...

You don't exist...!

Soul...

Paradise, God...

These words don't mean anything anymore.

I have lost my faith.

I'm alone.

There is no God and we're all alone, and that's the truth!

What have you done?

Nothing.

You must have done something.

I... did exactly...

what He told me to do. Exactly!

I've been good...

I've been good...!

That's all I can see.

Darkness.

When I send my prayers up,

they return like knives...

Why does Jesus not love me anymore?

What can I do Father?

You need to accept the darkness within your Soul

as a true spiritual side of your work.

however painful that might be.

Father...

I don't know how long I will have the strength

to live without faith,

without love...

If your intuition tells you

that this is the only path for you,

you might find some relief in this acceptance.

If my pain can comfort just one single soul,

then I shall pretend to everyone

that I am a flower of God.

I'm sorry you feel so much pain.

I wish I could help you.

Thank you.

Water...

Water...

Water...

Water...

Who the hell is that!?

In case you don't know, some of us work nights!

It's me!

Open the door, Paul! -It's open!

Kavita.

How... I thought you were in India?

You thought I would get lost and disappear like you did?

You thought you could get me pregnant and get away with it?

Is it so hard to tell me that you don't want to see me,

that you don't want this baby!? Is that so difficult!?

Oh my God...

I sound just like my mother.

Kavita...

I...

I'm sorry...

I've been...

Things haven't been going very well for me.

Well, there's no excuse really.

I thought I loved you.

You've been such a disappointment,

such a small man.

And...

what about the baby?

Now you're interested.

I'm sorry. -Don't.

It doesn't change anything now.

I was so wrong.

With so many things.

I'm playing at The Factory tonight. -Really?

Great!

Who are you playing with? -This time it's just me.

Just you?

Wow.

That's...

great.

Yeah, it's a nice thing to do for my birthday.

Your birthday...?

When is that?

You don't even remember...

You've changed...

I've never seen you like this before.

You're beautiful.

I think we're beyond that now.

No,

it's true, there is something about you,

some...

new vibe.

I'm going.

And the baby?

Are you keeping it?

She's losing a lot of blood.

How long have you been in pain?

It's so painful...

It's too painful...

Let me die.

This is the pain of Jesus. This is his love.

Then tell him not to love me so much!

Check if the doctor has arrived.

Yes.

Get out of my place!

Your wife is in danger.

In danger?

She's useless! -We have to save her.

Save her? Can't you hear what I'm saying?

You're wasting our time.

Go away!

Go to hell!

I will take care of her.

Gonxe...

My little Gonxe...

She's dead.

All this time, I've felt so lonely.

It's crazy to think that I may never have been who I am today.

That...

I may never have even existed at all...

There is something you must know, Kavita.

Adopting you was the best thing that your mother and I ever did.

I love you.

Thank you so much for being my Dad.

And the baby?

Are you sure of yourself?

I'll be fine.

Hi. Do you need some help?

I have a key. -Thank you.

That's alright. -Thanks.

Here you go.

Thank you. -I've got it! I'll take it.

After you.

Is this my Christmas present?

What's your name?

Helmut.

I'm Kavita.

What? -Kavita?

That is not a name. What sort of name is that?

I think you need some help around here, Helmut.

Have you been living alone for long?

My wife...

she died fifteen years ago.

My heart died with her.

Well it's time to rise from the dead, Helmut.

I'll come and check on you.

You better be prepared for that.

Are you an angel?

if we work faithfully through the pages of scriptures,

the dominant understanding

of Mary, this young woman,

who played the noble role...

of giving birth to Jesus.

She is most often represented

as poised,

quiet, and responsive.

She does her duty alongside Joseph

and then fades to the background!

the traditional narrative of her story...

We need to give her a name.

so we can write a poem about her.

Kavita?

Kavita? That's a beautiful name.

Kavita.