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Give me your hand.

It's okay.

Hello, Mr. Kaushik.

Seems like you are writing a saga on Baba Nirala's life.

You know how time-consuming such work can be, Mr. Kaushik.

And the CM personally asked me to investigate.

I just need one last statement.

It was a task to convince the party for one.

I assure you, the saga will include Baba's past, present and future.

Hurry up, sir. My brother-in-law does not like to be kept waiting.

Yes, of course. Okay, sir.

Wait a minute, sir.

Sir, your phone please.

Sir.

You may proceed, sir.

When did you marry Baba Nirala?

Back then, he wasn't 'Baba Nirala.'

He was Monty Singh.

He never used to be at home.

He and his friends, they were running some shady business.

Monty was always hot-tempered.

We used to fight every other day.

IG Sharma tracked down my place?

IG Sharma is very crafty.

He might have tricked her

into saying something she shouldn't have.

What did he ask her?

I called a couple of times.

She never answered.

I'll have to pacify her.

She is still mad at me.

She wants both our sons to settle down in London...

far away from me.

She'll never come back.

The house in London that she has her eyes on...

is worth three million pounds.

We can certainly get her the house.

But what's the guarantee that...

she won't say anything against you?

Her demands are ever-increasing.

Anyway, let her be.

Focus on IG Sharma.

ETERNAL MORTALITY

Monty was also arrested for a day.

Those were tough times.

But I endured it all.

Nobody should ever have to bear such things.

Being with him was an absolute nightmare...

Now when I look back, those days still haunt me...

That day...

I cut all ties with him.

And left with my sons.

I don't want him or his ashram, anywhere near my children.

I have fought tooth and nail to raise them.

-Hello? -Hello. Thank you for calling back.

I am Lucy, Baljit's friend.

You met his mother Aunt Banno today.

Since you're investigating on Baba Nirala...

I would like to give you some gory and damaging details...

with evidence on him.

I am staying at Clark's in Lucknow.

Room 301.

-Mr. Sharma? -Yes.

Please come. I was waiting for you.

You speak Hindi?

I try. I have a lot of Indian friends.

Please come.

Please have a seat.

Please sit.

What would you like to have?

Evidence.

What about some wine?

Mr. Sharma, you know what?

I thought this Baba will teach me Indian culture.

Yoga, 'Nirvana.'

I was in awe.

I was very impressed with him.

Then slowly... everything changed.

He is not a godman.

He is a conman.

He is a cheat.

He conned my family...

and took over our villa in Paris.

What he did to me was wrong.

He even tried to sexually exploit me.

Then I started collecting proofs against him.

These are my Paris property papers.

I have video recordings as well.

I had lost all hope.

But now...

you are my hope.

My only hope.

I want this Baba behind bars.

I want justice. Expose this Baba!

Only you can do this, Mr. Sharma.

Please.

Do not spare him.

Put him in jail.

You are my only hope.

He is not a Baba, he is a criminal.

You are so kind-hearted.

I've never met a man like you.

I feel safe with you.

Mr. IG...

looks like he's getting some action after ages.

I just want everyone to be happy.

He got the ultimate pleasure.

Now he will attain salvation.

Lucy is already on her flight to Paris.

And this guy is still asleep.

Lucy?

Hello?

Good morning, Mr. Sharma.

Your performance last night was absolutely splendid.

Lucy returned to Paris feeling quite satisfied.

So, when do we hold the public screening

of your rocking performance?

Bhopa sir?

I made a mistake, Bhopa sir.

I am sorry.

You don't have to apologize, Mr. Sharma.

When a babe like Lucy cries on your shoulder...

you are bound to lose control.

She's a top-class temptress and never fails a mission.

Bhopa sir...

Sir, I made a huge mistake. Please forgive me.

I am willing to make any deal you offer.

Sharma, we work towards the well-being of the society.

We don't play games and make trivial deals...

like your CM, Mr. Sundarlal.

Go ahead and do your job.

You've put in a lot of effort investigating me.

Go and make them happy.

Babaji...

Dialled number doesn't exist.

Please check the number you have dialled.

This is absolute treachery.

It's torture.

Babaji is being unfair to me.

What are you saying, Satti?

How is this treachery?

Babaji had clearly said that

these women have been rejected by the society.

Babaji would never use words like 'prostitute' and 'sex workers.'

You didn't get it. But everyone else knew.

No, I won't do this! Not at all!

Satti, don't be stupid.

Babaji won't give you another chance.

And if you act stupid today...

He will have both you and Pammi kicked out of the ashram.

Remember that.

1,100?

Where did he find so many women?

Sir...

our country is filled with unemployed men and rejected women.

Out of the 1,100 of them...

so many must have already gotten married in various other ashrams.

They get the same woman married multiple times?

Yes.

Have they hired professional matchmakers?

Sir, these things are not your concern.

You are the ex-chief minister.

You should be concerned about yourself.

There will be a massive crowd over there,

media all over the place.

Your face will be on every news channel tonight.

"Mr. Hukum Singh, a passionate feminist."

We, the people of the ashram...

are grateful for your participation.

I request the guests and the family members...

to make way for the brides and the grooms...

and let them proceed towards the stage.

Please follow your respective queues...

and collect your lucky number...

drawn by Mr. Bhopa.

Take a seat on the chair as per number mentioned in your envelope.

Your brother is doing a noble deed. Why is he so sad?

Because he doesn't realize how noble the deed is.

Babaji is going to take the stage in a few moments.

And with his blessings...

Ma'am...

I don't know what to do.

Where do you think you are, lady?

Your token number is 28. This one says 26.

Come, I will take you there.

That's more like it!

She's the perfect sister-in-law material.

It's a marvellous and an overwhelming sight.

Why isn't Baba here to receive us?

Sir, not only are we a thing of the past...

we're also late to the event.

He must be on the stage already.

Hail Babaji! We praise you forever!

Hail Babaji! of Kashipur!

And here we have, our guest of honour...

and a firm supporter of women empowerment,

please welcome the Honourable Mr. Hukum Singh.

Hukum Singh is not only the most celebrated leader of the state...

but also an ardent devotee of the ashram.

Despite his busy schedule...

Hukum Singh visits the ashram whenever he can...

and never fails to seek Babaji's blessings.

Hail Babaji! We praise you forever!

I request all the servicemen

to have the brides stand before their respective grooms

as per the numbers allocated.

We'll soon begin the ceremony.

But before that...

Babaji would like to address all the devotees present here.

Hail Babaji of Kashipur!

Today...

is an extremely joyous day for the ashram.

Till now, these 1,100 women in here, were deemed as outcasts.

But today they begin a new chapter.

Firstly...

I'd like to thank these 1,100 brave men of the ashram...

who selflessly volunteered...

for a noble cause like this.

I am proud of you all!

A lot of my followers don't know this...

but complying to the ancient traditions...

I was married off at a young age.

I have two children as well.

But when Maharaj ji chose me...

Hail Baba Mansukh ji Maharaj.

Hail Baba Mansukh ji Maharaj!

He said...

"This ashram is your family...

and you are the father."

I didn't give it a second thought.

I renounced my family.

And today...

I have a huge family that's happy and fulfilled.

I am as ecstatic as...

a father would be while giving away his daughter.

I pray...

that all of you have a blissful life full of love.

You have my blessings.

-Hail... -The messiah of the poor!

Brides and grooms, please exchange garlands.

I request all the couples to seek blessings from their parents.

The ones whose parents aren't present here...

will go to the old-age home and seek blessings of the elderly.

-Greetings, sister-in-law. -Greetings.

I am Pammi. Satti's little sister.

Henceforth, I am your sister too.

What's your name?

Babita.

Babita!

It's lovely.

Just like you.

Welcome to our sweet little family.

I'd like to request our guest of honour to say a few words.

The Honourable Mr. Hukum Singh.

Greetings.

I am overwhelmed by this sight.

I want to...

thank Babaji from the bottom of my heart.

For he invited me to this event.

I salute him...

for he rescued so many women

from a life of dread and misfortune

and blessed them with a new life.

Only a noble saint like him can do this.

And as long as we have great men like Babaji...

nobody can stop our country from reaching new heights.

That's why...

I'd like to request Babaji...

to accept a small contribution of...

1,11,00,111 rupees...

towards the ashram's NGO.

-Hukum Singh... -Is the leader we deserve!

Long Live Hukum Singh!

Long Live Hukum Singh!

-Hail... -The messiah of the poor!

-Hail... -The messiah of the poor!

Mr. Hukum Singh, I'm glad you came to the ashram.

I am seeing you after almost four years.

-Right? -Yes.

Babaji, I sincerely apologize...

for visiting you after so long.

Please don't apologize.

You are a politician.

You barely have any time.

This is what I call the 'elixir.' Please have some.

It's a wondrous drink.

It will open up all your senses.

Is this the secret to your great health?

If it were my secret...

I wouldn't have revealed it so easily.

Bhopa told me...

you need the ashram's blessings,

to secure 20 seats in the upcoming elections.

Yes, Babaji.

The ashram has complete control over these seats.

So, your blessings are of utmost requirement.

Babaji has an influence all over the province.

20 seats won't be enough.

You are right, Bhopa.

But according to the survey we conducted...

the ashram has control over 20 seats in the western province.

Is that all you found out from the survey?

Well, let me tell you that the ashram has...

44 lakh registered devotees.

Bhopa...

these devotees are from the neighbouring provinces.

The votes from outside the province won't help me.

Those 20 seats are all the ashram has.

Bhopa.

There's nothing to argue about.

Hukum wants 20 seats. Give him 20 seats.

The rest is up to him.

Babaji can read everyone's mind.

He is absolutely right.

Bhopa, let's finalize 20 seats for now.

We'll deal with the rest later.

Babaji, please tell us how to go about it.

The financial matters of the ashram...

are handled by Bhopa.

So, he will tell you.

Five crores per seat.

What do you think?

Bhopa, that's too much.

That's way too much.

Mr. Hukum Singh, we also conducted a little survey.

One MLA gives you a profit of two to three crores in a year.

That amounts to 12 to 15 crores in five years.

Excluding the expenses for the ticket.

There is no scope for loss.

Only profits.

Bhopa, that's not how the number game works in politics.

I have a budget of two crores.

I have to contest the elections as well.

These days, it's very expensive to contest elections.

If I give away all the money to you...

how will I run the state?

Hukum, do you think that...

Bhopa wants the money for himself?

The money...

goes towards the ashram's schools, colleges, hostels, hospitals,

old-age homes, and all other facilities.

We work towards the well-being of the society.

That's why people give their vote to whomever I tell them to.

No questions asked.

I apologise, Babaji.

But if I knew it would cost me this much, I'd have done it myself.

Oh, really? Then why didn't you?

'Full of airs, though vanquished.' This proverb suits you very much.

You are eagerly willing to buy people's votes...

but it bothers you to contribute towards their betterment.

Fine, go ahead and do it yourself.

Don't bother coming here again.

Babaji, that's not what he meant.

Bhopa...

how about three crores?

That's too less.

Please adjust a bit.

We go way back, don't we?

Babaji, let's finalize on three and a half.

We really need your blessings.

Hail Babaji!

That a**hole Hukum Singh...

all his ancestors were kings and queens.

That's why he thinks that he's entitled to be one.

But he doesn't know...

that these days, saints rule the world, not kings.

What you did served him right.

You showed him his place.

I had to.

Because he was being rude to you.

But he was absolutely right.

What are you saying, Monty?

What was he right about?

Two beers down...

and you start calling me Monty instead of Babaji.

I also like it when...

you call me Bhope.

Hukum didn't say anything wrong.

The ashram has only 20 seats in hand.

Look, Monty...

I have worked vigorously...

for the ashram to have power over the people.

I am absolutely certain...

that the ashram has power over the entire state.

But will the entire state vote Hukum if I ask them to?

No, right?

The ashram needs to have more power over the people.

And that's possible only when the youth joins the ashram.

The youth?

Which youth?

They know nothing, they are always confused.

They are going down and they will take the ashram down with them.

No, Bhope.

They are confused and misled...

because they are unemployed.

They need work and we need workers.

You're going on and on about the youth...

Tell me, would they be interested in your sermons?

What you are saying is impossible, Monty.

You know how bad I am at English.

I failed it twice in high school.

I could never understand the word 'impossible.'

Then one day, my English teacher told me...

"In life, nothing is impossible."

Then said, "Ask me why?"

Why? Why?

"Because when you break down the word 'impossible'...

you get 'I-am-possible.'

So, whenever you face the dilemma of impossible...

break it down."

My teacher used to tell me...

"Bhope, you're very sharp!"

S-A-R-P-P: Sarpp!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Babaji is so knowledgeable.

I will read them all tonight.

I can't sleep with a lot of layers.

It's okay, let it be...

I can't sleep with a lot of layers either.

It's hot, I mean, warm in here...

so I took my kurta off.

When it comes to clothes...

we have the same habits.

Are you really this naive or pretending to be?

What?

Are you a virgin?

I mean, are you a celibate?

Yes! I am a 100% pure celibate.

So you don't know anything?

You do know what marriage is, right?

Of course. What are you saying?

Then I guess you know...

that it is our wedding night.

It won't ever come again.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience for a married couple.

You are right.

Are you going to sleep?

Since it's once in a lifetime,

I am sure it's not meant for sleeping.

Right?

Democracy.

Democracy is a system of government...

where everyone has the equal right to express their views.

Where citizens are not discriminated against

on the basis of caste, creed, race or religion.

That's right.

But only the ashram follows it in the truest sense.

The world is still ruled by the powerful.

We are lower castes...

and the upper castes oppress us whenever they can.

But Babaji took a stand for us.

We got the justice and the honour we deserve.

Babaji is truly a God.

You're right.

Babaji has been gifted with supreme knowledge.

He's an expert in all subjects.

History, Geography, Physics and Chemistry, right?

Absolutely.

Hail Babaji! He represents all forms!

-Hail... -The messiah of the poor!

Hail Babaji of Kashipur!

Mr. Singh has a very long meeting.

At least four to five hours long.

It's okay. I will wait.

Have some tea.

Mr. Hukum Singh.

I have a family.

I'll be left with no option other than committing suicide.

Please save me.

Please do something.

I need to see Babaji, please.

You should've thought about it before jumping in bed with her.

Why should I help you meet Him. What's in it for me?

Now listen carefully.

It will be a win-win for the both of us.

You ought to get me the file which has information

on all the deals between the CM and Mishra Global Projects.

Then I'll see what to do about you.