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To Ananthu! (Ananthu -Boundless)

Leaving everything here Where are you going?

Wherever you go With your friends and

The stories they spin Wish you all the happiness!

Ceased Boundless!

Good Morning, Doctor. -Good Morning

Hi Ram, Hi, Munnu

Day break already?

One can't make out whether it's morning or evening.

Why don't you turn on the light to cheer up the spirit?

l need to switch the lights on to check the report.

Switch on the light if you must. Grandpa prefers the darkness.

l don't remember seeing Grandpa's face in bright light.

l have always seen him in darkness.

So strange, l have heard that Mahatma Gandhi sleeps with lights on.

He hates darkness. -Grandpa prefers darkness.

Maybe he's no Mahatma (great soul) Just your good average atma (soul)

ls it not enough? -No, not enough

What?!

Get the aspirator, too much fluid

What is this? ls it a monkey's skull?

Yes, it's 4000 years old.

ls the monkey 4000 yr. old? -No, the skull is.

He used to be a ''Thol Porul''.

Don't do so much Tamil on me!

Which means an archaeologist.

l am not a writer like you, just a doctor.

''Thol Porul!'' Must remember that word.

So he was really an archaeologist?

Yes. At Mohanjodaro and Harappa.

lndus valley civilization, right?

Exactly.

Grandpa, please open your mouth.

He excavated that place

l've seen the photographs... somewhere in north lndia? lsn't it?

Northern than that, Pakistan.

lt'll be a little discomfort, Grandpa. l'm pumping the phlegm out.

You'll breathe easier.

He's eighty something? -More than that, 89. Born in 1910

Have you told him about your award?

Oh, Yes. Until last week, he was fine. Whatever they might say..

l think mentally, he's far better off than most others.

When did his mental illness start?

Among people who knew him when he was sane..

the only one alive must be my grandmother Mythili.

Grandpa spoke to no one but me.

He used to tell me lots of stories.

His stories were all in the first person singular.

ls it?

lt was never ''once there was a king''

Rather, it went: ''Once, where l lived, there also lived a king''

You could never tell reality from fantasy

As a matter of fact, my next novel is going to be

based on one of his stories.

lt's between biography and fiction.

An interesting mixture!

Really? Biography and Fiction? Very lnteresting.

ls it a Thriller?

You could call it thriller too.

Where does take place?

Here in lndia.

Pre-partition lndia. -l see..

around 1946

He was working with Mortimer Wheeler an English archaeologist.

at Larkana district, in North West Frontier.

Yes! This is a double burial site all right.

Yes like the Lothal one. Two in a grave.

Not the two of us! The two of them.

Saket, Mr. Saket Ram

Yes Mr. Wheeler.

We have been ordered to leave this site.

Why? May l ask, Sir?

Hindu-Muslim riot, Sir Need l to say more?

What is it, this time, Sir?

We don't know the details, but broadly, Pakistan.

All right, Mr.Wheeler.

Amjad, Enough now! We have to leave.

Why?

A communal riot scare. Hindu-Muslim riot.

We have to go to Karachi.

No way. No riot is going to make me leave my grave.

Exactly.

We don't want it to become ''your'' grave, Mr. Amjad Khan,

We're leaving. lt's serious.

l'll give you one hour to pack up and to safeguard...

what has been excavated.

Come on! Come on! Quick! Quick!

lt's pack up time now.

Yes. Mr. Wheeler. Yes, sir.

Okay , okay Patan. Control your temper.

For 5000 years, it's been here. lt won't go away. We'll come back.

Thousands of years before Christ, this society had..

evolved a sewage system.

Here was a society where children were given toys to play.

Ours gives us religion for adults to fight each other with.

Okay. We do not live in that society.

One hour, Gentlemen! That's all!

Yes, Mr. Wheeler!!

Say Salaam to the Brahmin Uncle

You all go.

Father, are you not joining us?

We know what you are going to do.

We are going away.

Father, But l never.. Tell him, Brahmin..

We never...

Telling lies is.... worse sin than this...!

Amjad... -Yes, Mother?

Return home early!

You go, l'll be there.

Nafisa, take care of him. -Yes.

Let us go driver.

To lndia! Yes! To lndia!

Which lndia do you desire? Full or half?

Ah, Ram, What is your poise then?

Partition, Sir? l want a single country.

l am sure, Amjad wants Pakistan and a larger one is that.

No way, Sir! They want to impose Shariat

(Shariat - lslamic Law)

l wouldn't get to drink.

No. Thank you. No large Pakistan.

Larger Rum is all right by me. Cheers!

You are here Sindhi! Behave yourself, l'll thrash you.

Large whisky please!

How are you Mr. Wheeler? -Fine!

Tell me, how did you know that it's me?

l can recognize a fool by smelling.

Nafisa, with Amjad around, your house must be stinky. Right?

Good evening madam!

Not at all! l smell only perfumes!

A fool wears perfume to hide his stink!

Mr. Wheeler, lt's a Tamil Joke.

Lalwani, we have to stop work. -Why?

lndia-Pakistan Problem. He wants Pakistan.

Who says l do?

Some people do.

l'm off to Calcutta. to meet my wife. lt's been 20 days.

And l am wondering, why the Pandi isn't talking about his wife yet.

When are you going to Calcutta, brother?

ln a couple of days

Then l'll have to go to Calcutta too. -Why?

Fool, The Raksha Bandan coming, she has to tie Rakhi on me.

Raksha Bandan: Hindu practice affirming bond between brother and sister.

Oh l forgot! This one happens to be your foster brother.

We also go to Calcutta.

Let's all go. -No Jokes?

Of course. No...!

l always wonder how Lalwani and Amjad can speak...

a Dravidian language.

You are from Madras, right? -Yes Mr. Bright

Alama Mater.

We went to Madras Christian college together.

My father used to sell carpet in the south

Also, my wife is a Tamil Muslim from Amboor.

Amber!..

No Sir! lt's not Amber. lt's Amboor..

Boor... And You!

No l am not a Boor. l am a Sindhi, Sir!

You're Lalwani...

Come and Take a seat

He is already henpecked. Call from his new wife!

Come along.

Have another drink.

Don't trouble him.

Just now l was . remembering you

as Bengalis are boring.

Okay. Shut-up.

l love you! l miss you!

Stop mumbling and speak up.

So you are calling from post office. Bloody Calcutta phones.

Keep it up.

Why keep anything from friends?

Amjad and Lalwani..

No, l am married to you. Not them.

They are after me. Not me..

Madam, How are you?

We're are very eager to meet you.

Yes! Ram says that you cook very well.

Don't worry! Ram will make it to Calcutta in a month or so.

Why are you doing this?

Aparna. What?.. Tamil woman's voice...

Oh she.. That's Amjad's wife. Nafisa.

You have nothing to worry about.

We together settled the first wife's matter.

Ram hasn't told you?

Sister-in-law, Amjad is lying through his teeth!

There's no Mrs. Asha Ram!

The story about Ram paying her for a settlement is completely false!

Hello Amjad back now. Here we are having quarrel.

Call us back later! Hey Ram, don't hit him!

No! Don't beat up Ram. Sorry, Sarojji. Bye.

ldiot! Rascal! She is calling from a post office.

What are you doing?

Worrying for you. -too much

for you

The ordered wedding necklace for Aparna from Madras?

Did you tell her about it?

They didn't even let me talk to her!

Poor thing. She must be worried.

Have a drink. Drink good whisky. No worries.

Fool, if l drink here, how will it help Aparna's worry?

Besides, l don't like whisky. -Good!

Have some Rum. -That's for horses.

No! Not just horses, but for donkey, too!

Drink it up! Here.. Hold him.

Water..

Here is the water.

No. Not just wafer. -Why?

l need a bit of rum too.

Even this is a joke? -Even you need rum!

Thank you!

Now someone should sing a Tamil song.

Well, l don't understand the applause. There was no singing.

The applause was for your Tamil, Sir.

Thank you!

You sit down..

Salaam sahib! Remember me? Me.. Altaf Tailor?

Altaf! What's happening?

Don't worry, sir. Today is Mr. Jinnah's Direct Action Day.

Your wife doesn't come to me anymore.

Has she found someone else?

Go on, sahib..

What 's happening? -Today's Aug. 16th Sir.,

l don't see the police anywhere.. -The police are celebrating holiday Sir.

And our premier Suhrwardy, is celebrating

Jinnah's Direct Action Day.

After all, he is a Muslim league member.

A servant will pick up the luggage. Please don't leave.

Good Morning, Sir! Good Morning!

The luggage. Careful. There's glass inside.

Ram, one minute, please

Come, Come. Quick, Quick! Come!

This is slow! Come, Come!

Coming! Coming! lf you want quicker than this

you marry a younger girl. -Okay. We will see to it later!

Greetings!

Hello, Ram. l thought you are in Karachi.

Just came in today, sir.

How are you, madam?

A bit ruffled... All shops are closed.

Even my pharmacist Stupid Suhrawardy!.

They will open tomorrow. -What if they don't?

Then the day after.

What if l get bile attack tomorrow? -No! No!

Who is it? Speak up.

Speak up, or else,

l'll call the police.

l can hear you!

l have a gun!

l'll shoot you!

Come on you rascal! l'll blow your head!

Hey! Hey, you shoot me you'll become a widow

Don't shoot, you fool!

You! You stupid! ldiot! l'll kill you.

Why didn't you tell me you're coming?

Just playing a joke!

What happened? Are you all right?

What's the matter with you?

Telegram from your father.

Empty gun... Your kitchen spoon could do better.

Where are the bullets? -ln the safe.

Very clever!

Telegram! -you must've read it.

Just tell me. -l read it because

lt's a telegram. Sorry. -Don't be stupid.

Father Serious. -That's it, isn't it?

This is more serious. -Dead already?

Shame on you! -Just read it out, will you?

Your father Seshadri ill. Stop.

Would like to see you married. Stop.

Has arranged a bride from Mannarkudi. Stop.

Expecting you at Madras soon. Stop.

Consider this as an emergency. Stop.

Blessings. Stop.

Don't come near me. -So that's why the long face?

You thought l'd leave you as soon as l read the telegram?

Silly Fool! Because of all this l came faraway to Calcutta.

Had l decided to marry a girl of their choice...

l would've done so 10 years ago!

Sir..luggage. -Leave it outside.

You leave everything outside. Put that down here.

Even you left the keys outside

Stop tipping him all the time. You're spoiling him.

What's inside? Heavy!

l'll do it. Will break your back. -Leave it.

Glassware's inside. Will break.

Please make up your mind. -About what?

l do not wish to be shortened by a South lndian.

Will a North lndian okay? -So she's North lndian?

Fool! There's no other woman! l love only you!

Satisfied?

Now can l touch you?

Even touch is on ration? Well, thank you, ma'am.

Gone are the days when the lyengar (Brahmin)

patriarch would choose his son's bride.

Will you hurt your father? -Go slow on Bengali silly.

l'm still learning your Bengali language.

Okay. Your father will be very angry. He will disown you.

What...

l don't care whether he gets angry or gives Kozhukottai

You are my only family. lf you want a larger family...

let's make our own.

What is ''Kozhukattai''?

Something to eat.

How does it look?

Just like you.. ''Koluk-muluk''.

What is ''Koluk-muluk''?

You'll know when you touch our baby.

Later!

''Moonlight in the sky''

''On the forest trail The scent of the leopard''

''My heart is like a deer''

''ln the silence of this night Which way am l going?''

''The silvery shadow of leaves On my body''

''No more deer anywhere''

''As far as l go l see the moon Bent like a sickle''

''Cutting the last Golden deer-grain''

''Then sinking slowly''

''lnto the darkness of all the sleep..''

''ln the eyes of a hundred does''

What did you eat in Karachi?

How about sleeping tonight on the balcony?

Getting me used to the balcony?

So your other wife can take the bedroom?

Shut up. Don't go on and on about the same thing.

What are you looking for?

This? -That too?

What?

l forgot something?

What are you doing?

Be Careful! Correction papers.. Mark sheets there.

Okay teacher.

Where are you going?

Shut up! Close your eyes.

May you live as married woman forever.

Madras-style wedding. Now not even my father can deny that you're my wife.

Madras-style? Okay! What about Bengali-style?

Ah!

That's red ink! -l know!

One drop on the bedsheet, and l'll break your leg.

Okay teacher!

Now what do l get?

You want a wedding necklace too?

Something..like that.

Step aside, please. -All right.

Thank you. -Thank you!

Okay, Ram. Tell me what do you really want?

l am hungry. Something to eat. -Hey! Ram.

Boy or girl?

A boy and a girl. l'm very hungry.

The only thing there to eat is me. -That is fine with me.

But something for the stomach..

l've been eating bread and butter for two days.

Why my dear! -l'm afraid to go to the market!

Oh, Don't be stupid. come with me. You will be fine.

l don't want to be sexually assaulted. -You were just sexually assaulted, Madam.

No! Thank you! -Don't dramatize it.

This is Calcutta, not some damn village. l'll get something to eat.

Listen.. Today's Bandh! Shops are all closed.

Hindu shops are open today. Only Muslim shops Bandh!

Ram, l'm very scared. Please! Don't go!

Don't be afraid. l will be back in 15 minutes.

You know what l am going to have for dessert?

What?

You!

Help! Help!

Aren't you ashamed? -No!

What happened? -He saved my life!

Come inside. Please come inside. -No.

Do you have a telephone here?

Hello, Saket Ram! Mr. Hardwick speaking.

Yes, Yes. Of course l remember you! How is Rick, Mortimer Wheeler?

Yes, but Mr. Ram. What we can do?

lt is not totally upto me to get tangled in your affairs.

The Hindus.. They want us to get out all together.

and the Muslims. they want us to give the country to them.

And l am helpless. Look.. Tell you what..

Why don't You phone the Congress office or perhaps...

you can even speak to Mahatma Gandhi.

Hello....

Madam! Open up!

l'm your old tailor Altaf. l'm here to take new measurements!

Altaf! You ungrateful scum!

What!

Ram, are you all right?

Aparna, be careful!

Aparna, don't open balcony door!

Got her! Come on! How about you?

No. l prefer this one.

Stop kicking, or l'll blow your head off, you son of a pig!

No. Don't shoot me. l'll do whatever you want.

My neck is going to snap. Untie my hands. l'll do whatever you want.

What happened to your hand?

Doctor! Doctor!

We have paid with enough lives! Please! Don't kill us!

No sir..! No..! Forgive me sir!

l accept. lt's the situation!

lt's driving everyone crazy. l wasn't the only one!

The others were involved too!

Forgive me sir! No sir!

A man with a gun! A Muslim!

Who? Who is it?

Don't kill me! Don't

Allah is great!

Thank you.

Allah has sent you to save me!

Noor... come out.

Grandpa! l'm very afraid!

Why don't you speak, Grandpa?

Stop!

Step back!

Who are you? -Ram

What is your name?

Ram. Shri Ram Abhyanker.

Of Kaushik, son of Vishwamitra...

Of Kaushik, thrice blessed...

Of Kaushik, the high priest of Yajur Veda...

Of Kaushik, l bear my lineage.

l am Shri Ram Abhyankar.

Vande Materam (Salutation to the Mother Goddess)

Would you like to hunt with us?

All right! All right!

l edit this paper. lt has my address on it.

Come and meet me. We have a lot to do.

Don't go like this.

People won't know what you are.

Good hunting.

Mother!

Are you looking for me?

So are they. Come on

Why haven't you washed?

You are not a Bengali, are you? -No, No.

What is your mother tongue? -Tamil.

Tamil! Where are you from?

-Thanjavore

l don't believe this! l am a Thanjore Marata.

How many did you kill yesterday?

l am a murderer.

ln anger l have the guts to kill people.

But l can't pick up the courage to kill myself.

You have your reasons, your faith, your philosophy.

l have no excuses. Half my life, half my soul is dead! Gone!

l am not a man like this, Sir!

My wife! ln front of me, they...

My sister. 20 men enjoyed raping her.

After they were done, they killed her.

There are so many like me... so many mothers, so many sisters..

ls your wife dead?

Who do you think is responsible for all this?

Bengal Premier Suhrawardy?

No.

Barrister Mohammed Ali Jinnah?

No!

There is only one man, my friend.

Barrister Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi.

From the very beginning, he has been appeasing them.

Beginning with the Khalafat movement.. he has watered this trend

the small green sapling... and now lt is huge tree!

Where are you going?

To the police. l won't lead them to you.

l go to seek punishment for my crimes.

Punishment? Who is to punish whom?

The law has taken leave. But we are still at work.

l will explain. Come!

Listen, Punishment is for crime.

Not for doing one's duty.

lf killing is crime, then so is war. lsn't it?

A soldier who kills in war, ls he a criminal?

l am not a soldier! l am a civilian!

This is civil war brother!

ln this hour of the country's crisis every one of us will have to become soldiers.

Read this book. lt is banned. Do not remove the cover.

lf we live, we shall meet again.

Vande Materam!

Slowly..Slowly..

Watch it! lt's going to crash!

Driver, Go! -Your luggage.

l don't want anything! Please go!

Please get me out of here. Please.

On foot my life proceeds without a mahout.

Nor goad to pierce and direct me about.

Like a demented rogue elephant. l roam.

O'lord of Sriranga praised in the four Vedas since times unknown.

Unto thee l surrender.

Peace be! This is a good omen!

Sister! Look! The Lord's palanquin! -May you live long!

Are you blessing God?

Bless us, Lord!

My dear nephew, you lose nothing by smiling.

You give up your job. Fine. You give up your shaving. Fine.

But, very hard if give up the mind!

Life goes on!

Your father's final wish is to be born of you again.

You are distracted, watching the elephant!

Bhashyam. To the Lord, l pray that my dear husband

should die before me.

lf not, no one is going to take care of him.

And after l've had some time

to play with Ram's son..

After that, l am ready to go!

Once, l play with your son, l will also follow you

God damn it! We're on course...

for a good purpose.

Stop talks about death! -You started it all.

All right, now we'll talk about good things, Ram.

lt isn't quite six months since my wife and my father died.

And here l am, going to see another girl!

Always opposite! And the wrong words spill out!

Careful!

They are here.

Gowsi, clean the floor quickly!

Uncle, they are here!

Humble welcome to Mr. Bhashyam lyengar!

Greetings!

Humble welcome to Saket Ram lyengar!

Come, come quickly! Only five seconds left!

Please be seated.

Rangappa what are you doing? -Head stand

Yoga Specialist!

Rama, Rama! l am Venu!

What is this with beard and moustache, changed like your uncle.

Unlike your bachelor uncle you agreed to second marriage.

Did l say some thing wrong?

Hello, Vasantha auntie!

Did uncle come? -No

Why? -Didn't come. That's all.

Why didn't he? -He isn't well.

God damn it. What happened to him?

Damn you! He's been paralyzed for 7 years.

And now he asks!

Get lost! -Sister..

ls he a relative? -He is in the neighborhood

l'm the collector.

Okay, bill collector. Happy?

Mythili, come!

And keep your voice and eyes down.

Oh let her be.

You can touch my feet.

May you live long as a married woman!

No, No, why for me?

Touching the feet.. of elders is all right.

You haven't taken coffee.

Mythili prepared the coffee.

Listen... tell them.. she's good at embroidery too.

''TVR'' is her Grandfather's initials.

And that Krishna... Mythili did that too.

Uncle! Don't forget the ''Sweet Dreams'' !

This is ''Sweet Dreams'', the latest.

The pitch is too high!!

Her voice will crack like a twig.

Uncle, she's just a child. -You think she is a baby from cradle?

Stay quiet! Listen to the song.

He is the real Vaishnava,

who feels...

other's suffering as his own.

He is the real Vaishnava,

who feels...

other's suffering as his own.

He is the one without any conceit...

who serves those afflicted.

He is the one without any conceit...

who serves those afflicted.

He is the real Vaishnava,

who feels...

other's suffering as his own.

He stared! She stared too!

He is the real Vaishnava,

who feels...

other's suffering ...

Stop sulking. and start playing.

Why Etty is not here? Here l am!

Hello groom! Take a bath and come.

Where is my room? -Show him

Will give him a good drink. -Careful! Don't take too much.

Already had one on the way. l am a doctor and can take care of myself.

Started drinking already? Only a little.

Why are you late? -Because train is late, uncle!

Sister, take a break. We will serve! No, you stop!

Don't blow the smoke this direction Bashi uncle will find out

Then we will give him one too!

What are you thinking groom?

Here l am. Getting married. And in Delhi...

the worst political divorce ever is happening.

Let it happen. So much the better.

After Pakistan, this Muslim problem will be settled once and for all.

Radcliffe has amputated like an expert surgeon.

Who's Radcliffe? -My uncle!

l see.

He fell for it. -l didn't.

Who's Radcliffe?

The great man who will decide the borders.

that will divide lndia and Pakistan.

Alas! Auntie! What happened

Sister, are you all right?

Nothing serious. Hypoglycemia.

Auntie, when was it the last time you ate?

Yesterday!

You haven't had anything but coffee since yesterday.

lt must be the bile. Not bile. The star configuration.

Neither. -Then what might it be?!

Stop shouting and go away Close the wiindows.

lt must be 24hrs since you ate last.

Why you want to go on hunger strike like Gandhi at this age?

Are you making fun of Gandhi?

All his people are like this. He is different from the crowd.

Happened to be my relative. He even makes fun of God.

No, Uncle. l'm just being practical.

l wasn't making fun of the Mahatma.

As a doctor, l was just advising that long fasts are unhealthy.

lf you and l fast, the result is sickness.

When the Mahatma fasts, the result is lndependence.

Have you eaten? -No. But l've just had my fill.

Must be gas. You should eat.

Make sure you remember the things l told you. Don't worry.

The milk is here.

l do not drink milk.

Why? Doctor's advice?

lnteresting, isn't it?

Gandhiji's autobiography. The book is mine.

l'm sorry.

No, read it. Did you like the book?

No, l usually don't like this biographies... There was nothing else to read..

Let me change into a cotton dress.

Mother told me not to go to bed wearing silk.

Aparna! Aparna!

Aparna... who is she?

Sir,

Aparna -Aparna?

Third floor.

Third floor.. Oh! You're Mr. Nair's guest.

Yes.. How can l help you?

What can l do for you?

l'm from Madras Presidency too. Been here six months.

But l've no idea who the last tenant was.

All the tenants here are new.

What's the name again? -Saket Ram.

When did you see him last? -Whom?

Saket Ram.

One year ago! Exactly one year.

Please don't get me wrong. But a year ago...,

there was a massacre in this building.

Your Saket Ram... Maybe he was killed? Sorry!

No. lt's all right.

Then looking for him would be futile?!

No harm in searching.

What is your relationship with Saket Ram?

Like body and soul.

We were very good friends.

May l have that painting?

l'm willing to pay for it...

Hey! Ram.

Shall l tell you how l died?

Ram, let me tell you.

Down with Gandhi! Down with Suhrawardy!

Where's Suhrawardy?

He is here,

Call him!

Here he is.

Now please... listen carefully to what he has to say.

Friends and brothers, it is good fortune of Bengal...

Gandhiji has blessed Calcutta with his presence

And it is now possible for Hindus and Muslims to live peacefully side by side.

lt's our privilege that Mahatmaji is with us at this hour

Will Bengal realize the privilege and stop the fratricide?

Were you not responsible for all the killing

in Calcutta and Bengal that took place last year?

We all are responsible.

No! Please! Please answer the question!

Were you not responsible as the premier of the state?!

Were you not directly responsible for making murderers out of ordinary men?

Give us a straight answer.

Yes. lt was my responsibility.

and... l was responsible.

Bravo! Good!

Long live Mahatma Gandhi.

Makes you nauseate

Mr. Saket Ram!

Abhyankar?

10 months in jail for evading arrest.

They couldn't prove anything, else against me.

Heard that lecture from Suhrawardy?

And he takes support of a snake like Suhrawardy.

What kind of Mahatma is he?

The public remembers nothing.

Only you and l remember.

This senseless flock follows the old man who survives on goat milk.

This flock doesn't know that he is leading them to the Bakri ldd!

(Bakri ldd-Muslim festival)

ln between, a theater is staged to run the state.

No permission for the critics to watch it!

Hindu and Muslim! Brothers! Brothers!

Germany and England! Brothers!

China and Japan! Brothers!

Goat and Butcher! Brothers!

And what about the ladies? Brothers!

All of them? -yes...

Then who will be your wife?

l have two wives!

Mother, uncle Chari's astrology was correct!

Yes! He's back!

Looks like Bharathiar with huge handle-bar moustache.

Bharathiar- a Tamil Poet

Come over, Mother! l'll tell you the rest when l see you.

Sorry! -That's all right!

l am sorry!

Why?

Because l left without telling you.

But you're still a child. You won't understand.

Now it is your turn to apologize again.

For..?

For thinking that l'm a kid.

This is not child marriage. And our marriage is adult marriage.

All l knew in the beginning is that l'm your second wife.

Now l know what you've been through.

You were just three months old when your mother died. Right?

You never even saw her. Right?

l have her photo.

But not the mother.

Sister Vasantha is like my mother.

Just hearing about Calcutta, was shocking.

You've been through it all!

l hope l didn't hurt you by talking about your first wife.

This is a peace offering. For you.

l hope you don't mind. Aparna painted this.

Do you know who Aparna was? -Yes.

A peace offering. To you. l painted it.

l hope you don't mind.

Aandaal -

(Aandaal - Hindu Goddess, who was in love with God but never met God.)

lf you can't accept me as your wife, you can accept as Aandaal ?

Can l be your Shaki? Friend?

Can l hug you?

First time!

What?

l saw you smile!

Did l smile? -Yes!

But l caught a glimpse. for fraction of a second.

Second time!

Caught red-handed!

Hat trick!

Ram, could you come down? -What?

The astrologer Chari from Mannarkudi is here to see you.

To see me? -Yes. Hurry up.

Why are you interested in my horoscope?

Please explain it to him the way you explained it to us.

You have been to the digs in Harappa and Mohenjo Daro.

But do you know the meaning of the word Mohenjo Daro?

Yes.

These people do not.

Mohenjo Daro means ''The Mound of the Dead''

Right! So...?

The ghosts of the dead... have got you!

No doctor has a cure for this disease.

Not even God? -How can l say that?

lf you can't, you may leave. -Ram!

No. Do not scold the child.

lt is not he who speaks. Something makes him say this.

lt is not your misktake. After rituals the mind will return to normal.

Whose mind will become normal?

lt is not l who said that.

No one here seems to be speaking of his own.

lf it's the ghost who makes me speak,

lt's the uncle's money that makes you speak.

Everyone here and you are saying l've gone mad?

He doesn't mean to say that, Son-in law. Well, tell me what he means, Uncle?

Ram, you may not believe in this. But for the sake of those who believe...

lf you believe in all this, then go ahead, perform all those rituals.

Are you leaving on your own? Or...? Arumugam!

No! l understand.

lt's a bad omen to ask a person where he is going.

lt'd be better if you told the elders before you left.

We aren't school-children. We needn't take their permission.

Did you say ''We''?

Yes! Pack!

Take nice dress. We are meeting important people.

Go and ask him! Where is he taking Mythili?

lf she becomes pregnant, lt'd be a scandal!

This is no time for jokes! -Enough. Wait.

We have given him our daughter.

Where he takes her is no business of ours. Don't irritate him

My nephew isn't in his senses!

What if he takes your daughter.. and dumps her somewhere?

lf he wanted to dump her.. he would 've dumped her here.

Do you understand? What is she saying?

She has given you a supply of ldlis and chutney (ldli -steamed cake)

Chutney with spot of oil will be delicious.

Food at railway station is not good. Also packed some mango pickle

Thank you, Auntie! Thank you!

May l take Uncle Bhashyam's blessings?

Okay! Make it fast.

Give a sign through the car window.

lf leaving from Egmore, raise one finger. lf leaving from Central, two fingers.

Touch my feet.

We'll follow you. You'll be fine. May you live long as a married woman!

Go! He is getting tense!

Are we taking the train from Central Station, or Egmore Stations?

l smiled a fourth time. You missed seeing it?

Am l bothering you?

No. My eardrums will burst. lt's the plane's engines.

Sorry. Go on. -No. No. Get back to reading.

ls that a dirty book?

lt's covered with brown paper...

Somethings are better done under cover.

Mahatma says it's a sin to hide.

Even covered, your blouse is pretty.

Shame on you! He is speaking about speech and deeds

What do you think of this talk? This one...

There is always good behind what Mahatma says.

Revenge is not going to solve the problem.

ls this the only way to solve the problem?

By the time he has finished protecting them before going to Pakistan,

there won't be any of us left here to be protected.

Mahatma...

He has three kinds of monkeys, around him.

The first, will only hear Mahatma.

The second, keep their mouth shut.

Lest they let slip some criticism against Mahatma.

The third, close their eyes...

and pretend to live in a world of Gandhi-esque fantasy.

What kind are you?

Among those cronies who use proximity to Mahatma

for political gains...You might find monkeys like these.

But as far as l am concerned...

l'm the monkey that see, hear, or speak no evil.

But if it be good, my eyes, ears, and my mouth are always open.

Good. Then you may read this book.

lt's history.

l hate semi-fiction.

Touché!

Looks like Hindi. Don't understand.

-Marathi.

Vande Matheram! -Vande Matheram!

Welcome to Maharastra!

This is Abhyankar...

Pande. Ramkrishna Pande.

What's in a name? lt's the person who is important.

And this is...? -Mythili. My wife.

Wife?

Yes. We're just married.

Why? l mean, when did you marry?

A couple of months ago.

Madam, welcome to Maharashtra.

You can be informal.

Very well. Come, Mythiri.

Mythili -Come!

Going hunting with Maharaja, tomorrow. Do you like hunting?

l'm a vegetarian! -He is a vegetarian too. Right?

l am a vegetarian. But l can still go on a hunt.

Will you come?

No, l won't! How could people have the heart to shoot innocent animals?

lf you have the heart to eat it why not shoot it?

Besides, it is for pleasure.

Whose pleasure? -For man's pleasure.

What else?

Nice car

lt isn't mine. lt belongs to the Maharaja.

Ram, specially for you.

What if animals were to hunt you for pleasure?

Beg your pardon. -l'll tell her..

First, they will have to invent the guns.

lf a wolf was to attack your child, would you say it was justified?

From the point of view of the wolf,...

yes, justified.

Ram, What would you like to eat? Venison? Of rabbit?

l am a vegetarian, your Highness. Hunting is just a passion.

My vegetarian hunter.

Only passion! No hunger!

No solid reasons? Just the need to kill!

He looks like a suitable candidate. -Probably.

Photo please!

Shall l have the gate opened, Maharaja?

l beg your pardon your Highness? -l am sorry!

l said all the doors now are closed for Rajas like me.

So what is the use of opening only this door?

Ram?

Call the peddler.

But that's poor man's food, Maharaja!

When Sardar Patel rules, Maharajas will have to learn to live on pappad.

Pappad! Come here! (Pappad - wafers)

Coming Sir.

Pappad and Pickle!

Leave the whole basket here! Take this. You have Maharaja's grace today.

l wonder if he could count the money.

Don't worry your Highness. That's what l used to do in Karachi.

Lalwani?

Ram!

Your Highness! He is a close friend of mine from Karachi..Lalwani..

What happened to you?

The house...the shops.. went up in flames. They torched it.

Where's your wife Bina?

She lost her dignity. Then she was killed.

The children ?...

The cholera epidemic in the refugee camps..took the elder one.

The younger...Romila....?

You even remember... her name?

Somehow...she just slipped out of my hands...

Slipped out of your hands?

Dropped from my hand. But couldn't find her in the crowd.

Never Ram! Never let go of your children.

Are your parents doing fine ?

...train full of bodies..dead!

You won't understand.

You're a South lndian.

No, Lalwani.

l too understand very well.

You understand..!!

l am sorry, Your Highness!

Greetings, madam!

Gone! What is gone is gone! Forget it!

Drink it up.

Best medicine for worries. Drink! -Nowadays l don't drink.

All right! All right!

What all right! This is ..Soma (an opiate) drink.

Ram drink.. it is okay.,

Victory to Ram Chandra!

Ram, Maharaj calling you..

Sure! Let's go! -You don't have to come Lalwani sir

Rajasaheb wants to talk to Ram in private.

We just now rejoined after a long time soon you are separating us..

Mythili, We'll be back in 5 minutes.

Gentlemen,

if our Hindu soul is to survive,...

this Mahatma must die.

The misfortune of this Hindu nation is...

it's worst enemy is... a practicing Hindu!

Right from beginning, he has been taking their side...

and neglecting the people of his own religion.

For centuries we have been worshipping the Valour and it's accompanying instruments

He now wants us to change our form of worship...

and pray to a new God, Himself...

and a new religion, Ahimsa

He is feeding water to the weed again and again and it's growing into a tree.

My brave men,

it should be done as a symbolic act... and not as a revenge..

But to show the world...

and the country...what a Hindu is capable of.

Shri Ram Abyankar.

Saket Ram.

But he is a married man, Rajasaheb.... -So what?

Say it like a true hunter.

Brave men,

today is Vijayadhasami

it seems like it's the will of Bhavani..

that it shall be a Ram who should do the job.

Come, my Rams. Choose your weapons.

Chosen well!

No, watch the dance!

No, no. Let's go upstairs.

What happened to you?!

Well doctor?

This Kathiawar horse once was great and useful to me.

But now it burdens itself and others.

l think it would amount to kindness to put him to sleep,...

lsn't it Ram?

Mr. Lalwani..you haven't left yet?

No, sir, actually l was waiting for you and Ram to come, so l can say goodbye.

Well, l got your friend a job in Sangli.

Ram, good job. Good money.

Thank you, your Highness! Thank you very much!

Don't even mention it!

Ram, l'll meet Mr. Abyn...Mr.Pande and come. You wait.

l should be leaving.

l am disturbing your romance

Thanks, Ram.

Why thank me ?

you made me forget my worries sometime..

Farewell, madam.

Hi what..?

l must have done something good.. Nothing happened to you..

Crazy girl..nothing happened, why you cry ?

My mother would never have said this to father.

Maybe it didn't exist in their dictionary.

But l've been trying to tell you that... shall l tell you..

l think...

l know l love you.

l think so too.

That's why l'm disturbed. -Disturbed? Why?

Even l want to say ..l love you..

Say it.

But my hands are stained with blood.

You like hunting...hunting is no sin. The tiger's Dharma is to hunt.

l love you, my tiger.

lf l tell you all the truth about myself.. would l find peace..?

Of course. Please tell me.

After seeing him tell me. l want to know.

Ram.

How is he?

Well, he is.. all right.

But he will...never walk .

You mean his legs... - Quadriplegia

Paralyzed from neck downwards.

Ram, Abyankar wants to see you. -Come!.

No, l'm sorry Mrs. Ram.

Abyankar wants to see only your husband.

lt is all right..please go ahead.. -l'll be back soon.

ls it very painful?

To know pain, one needs a body.

Gradually..you will recover. -Why lie between us ?

l lost my body.

Remaining is my pure soul

l will give it to you.

Hereafter you are my soul

And you shall fulfill my duty.

You will, won't you?

And you shall do it not for me. You shall do it for all of us.

For our Mother Nation.

Swear then, then you renounce all bondage, all relationship.

You renounce... -l!

l renounce...

l renounce all bondage, all relationship.

Touch my head and swear by me.

l swear.

The table on my right. There's a parcel on it. Pick it up.

Place it on my chest.

Open it.

When the era of Gandhi is to end...

the Rajasahib shall decide. He will send a telegram. You finish it.

Vande Materam.

We have to rush him to the hospital.

Careful! Hold the head high.

Daddy, the ambulance hasn't arrived yet. Can we use the van?

Are you coming?

No point crowding the place for nothing. You go ahead.

They'd need someone to sign the consent letter for the operation.

lt isn't must for the son to sign the consent letter.

A grandson can sign it too. Go on.

Did you wake up Grandma and tell her ?

No, you want both end up in the hospital together?

She didn't sleep well last night..

Good or bad, we'll inform her later.

We must please hurry.

Heard that? That's how much he loves his father!

What if l were to do it to him in his time?

Now it's important for us to rush him to the hospital.

You can't go that way. -Why?

Why...Forgotten what day it is? Don't you read the papers?

The sixth. December 6.

Definitely there is a riot breaking out today. Go back.

We're rushing a patient to the hospital.

Can we take the Beach Road ? - No. That's closed too.

This is a matter of life and death! That's just why we're stopping you.

Please! Just requesting. Main road will get us to the hospital in 5 minutes.

Keep this. For the two of you.

Take! Will you feed me.... for the rest of my life if l lose my job?

Understand the emergency and leave right away!

What's going on out there? -They are leaving, sir.

Where are we headed? -This is a short- cut.

lt leads straight to the petrol pump.

lf the police don't stop us, we can cross it quickly..

Oh..God! l hate this religion and politics! -So does God.

This combination of religion and politics is dangerous! Just like sex and violence.

But commercial mix, everyone at the city and village can understand.

Name? -Munawar No! l'm a doctor! -What's yours?

Saket Ram. - What is this? Going to hospital.

Open the door

Take him out of the van and lower him into this hole..

He is a sick man, sir!

Has the magistrate issued orders to shoot?

The magistrate has. signed the orders

Thank God!

Boys, we have the shooting orders. Be in control. Wait for my orders.

Fire!

Careful, you crazy girl!!

How are you? -Same as ever.

Welcome! You grace us with your divine presence!

What have we done to deserve this? -Your sister sent us news...

l asked them over. Mythili was missing her parents.

Hello!

When did you arrive? -Just now.

Oh yes, Mythili was telling me... -l didn't

Please come in.

Have you told your husband? Why?

We talk little. When we were in Maharashtra, he was very sweet to me.

After coming here he is like a saint..growing beard..

You must've fought with him.

No. He just keeps to himself.

Sir...Telegram. Please sign the receipt.

lsn't Uncle around? -They have all gone to the hospital.

Why? -Don't know, sir. -Come on in. Uncle isn't here now.

Enough now. Now say it. -Please, you say it.

You should say it. -Stop it, and just tell him.

A happy news, Son-in-law. -l'm about to become a grand uncle!

And my wife is going to become a grandmother.

And he, is a grandfather! -What am l going to be?

Everyone is going to become something or the other.

You're going to become a cousin. -The soul is born again.

What are you staring at? Come on, prostrate yourself.

Pay respect to everyone. -That won't be necessary.

Uncle.. did you talk?

Uncle..

Dear Mythili

Marriage is believed by us to be

a bond for lifetimes to come.

But l sever my bond with you in this lifetime.

ln the knowledge of the self... may l attain eternal bliss

As l travel towards the Supreme Soul..

may l transcend attributes of the Self

Towards the Eternal, the Pure,... all-pervasive Omniscience l travel

l seek to transcend emotion, sense and desire

Mythili, you are a good girl beautiful girl..

And you have been cursed with a bad husband.

Beyond the cycles of birth and death. Beyond life

Beyond the boundaries of my mind

Beyond the darkness Beyond my perceptions

Thou art Thee, l behold in the form of a swan

The reasons for my actions will be known shortly to you..

For the service l plan to do... for our nation,

my relatives and friends may be in my way

May the shadows of my failings never touch our child.

l pray that our child is born with your virtues.

l've never seen my mother.

Aunt Vasantha was like a mother to me.

And now you too.

Your parents are going to curse me.

Their anger is justified. Now l belong to no one.

Loveless: Saket Ram

Sister, are you all right? -She hasn't eaten all day...

lt's all over now.

Enlightenment, thou shalt receive

by dint of thy Self

Make pure thy body and mind

For the path leads to solitude

Good morning, sir!

l am from south of lndia, sir. Madras... l need a place to room.

You need to make a deposit, sir.

Can l have your name, sir?

Bhairav, K. Bhairav.

Porter, take his luggage to room no.43.

Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

My name is Govardhan.

Bhairav, are you from Karnataka?

No. -Telugu? Tamilian!

ls your family coming too? They will join you later?

l have no family.

You are like me. Then you must be lonely.

Lucky room! One of my customers stayed here.

What do you want?

l seek nothing! Tell me what you want.

Do you drink?

Are you a pimp ?

How can you think of me so low.

l confess l am.

Okay. You must be really experienced! You found out quickly.

This is my card.

Call me when you need company.

l can bring all varieties of people between Kashmir and Kanyakumari.

lf you are particular about virgins that is little difficult, but l can get it..

Good day, sir!

Are you going inside ?

Nehru is with him. Also Maulana Abul Kalam Azad.

We could do it right here, if you like.

Gopal...step aside.

Are these the servant's quarters? -Yes.

ls this your room? -Mine. Why?

l want to photograph Gandhiji. The view through the window might

be interesting. May l take a look? -l said yes. Go on.

But it's dark inside. The bulb is not working.

No problem.

l'll come for the photographs later on. Any objections?

l told you. Why are you asking me over and over again?

But it's only the first time... - You may be asking me for just once.

But that friend of yours, he asked me ten times over.

Friend...? -Yes, a photographer. Like you.

Gave me 10 Rupees. Advance.

He'll give me another 10 after he has taken the photographs.

So there's another photographer? -Then you aren't his friend.

Out with ten Rupees. This is a five...

right, ten.

That was advance. You can pay ten afterwards.

Both shoot pictures.

Pathugaya suddenly said no. -What?!

Rathu, are you all right? -Yes, l am all right.

What Son-in-law? You made us worried by saying you are leaving Mythili,...

We were shocked when we read your letter!

Then our Rangappa showed us the telegram that you had received.

There is nothing to be ashamed in serving Gandhi. You could have told me..

This is Mr. Subash Goel, an industrialist from Bombay.

Hello Mr. Saket Ram.

You had your father-in-law very worried.

Thank God, we found you.

Ever since you left, nothing is good

Your uncle Jeganathan died. Two days after he died..

your aunt can't bear. She is dead too.

..Bhashyam uncle was bed-ridden

Mythili, my wife, they are still alive!

Mr. Goel is very popular here. He knows Mahathma personally..

Brothers and sisters. Bapu speaks from his fasting.

And the mike also is not working.

Dr. Susheela and l will repeat Bapu's words loudly for you to hear.

Brothers and Sisters...

The first thing that l want to say to you is that...

l hope all those....

who have signed the document of amity...

have signed it...

with God as their witness.

There are still voices being raised in Calcutta

expressing the fear...

that what is happening here may be all a show.

lf the people of Delhi...

....and the refugees who have come here...

both stand firm....

then l am certain whatever may happen outside

you will be able to save lndia.

as well as Pakistan.

lf you read carefully,..

what Sardar has said in Bombay,..

you will realize there is no rift ....

between Pandit Nehru and Sardar.

The fire. This is nothing!

Only the military doing target practice.

Sit down!

Sit down! Be calm.

Why did you get so scared? What will you do if someone...

Son-in-law..No, don't go there -Mr. Saket Ram.

This is sacrilege! These savages want to kill a Mahatma!

We do live in the worst of times!

What do you think son-in law?

Don't worry. Tomorrow, Mr. Goyal will take you to meet Gandhiji in person

What? Mr. Goyal ?

By tomorrow Bapu feels better, definitely we will have a meeting.

Where are you going? -To find a cab.

ls there a cinema theater nearby? -Regal...but the picture is no good,sir.

Yes, gentlemen, listen to me very carefully.

No one is going to leave this hotel without my permission. Understood?

Constable, close the doors.

Where 's the manager? -l just called him, sir.

You are the manager here? -Yes, sir.

Search warrant. l would like to search the whole hotel.

The man who is trying to kill Mahatma is in here.

Please go ahead with your search.

There's no one in this room.

Open the door please. -Who is it?

Police. Open the door please. -Just a minute.

Where are you from ?

l don't speak Hindi..

Nathuram Godse is in Room No 40.

Sorry gentleman, we disturbed you.

Kindly don't leave the room without our permission. - All right..

The lorry will be back only after 4 or 5 days.

We have a week's stock on hand. How many do you want?

Just tell me where l can find that lorry. Today. Now.

Actually, l was bending over the balcony. My purse fell in it.

How much was there inside the purse?

Rs 3000... Rs 5000.

Your life is worth more than Rs 5000. The owner of that soda factory...

is a Muslim.

The factory is near Chandni Chowk.

There's a curfew on over there.

Don't mind my saying this, but forget the purse.

This one has left for Pakistan.

Just listen to me.

l'll get you a boy, girl, beast, or whatever else you fancy in New Delhi

Even if we stay little longer it is dangerous. Please Bhairav.

Then, l'm leaving sir. l am planning to reach home alive.

You don't leave until l complete my job.

Why? Are you threatening me ?

Just telling you. That's all

You're going to get me killed!

Stop your dangerous game!

Don't you give respect to the age?

You just want a girl...

No, l don't want a girl.

l'm looking for Azad Soda Factory.

Soda factory?Tell me the truth. Who are you?

Hey! Ram.

Hey! Brahmin!

l thought you're a Muslim.

What are you doing here?

ls this fellow troubling you?

No, he's...

A friend.

You didn't tell me you have friends here!

He didn't know that l'm staying here.

You are..?

Govardhan. A bossom friend of this man here.

Are you all right?

How is Aparna?

Killed in the Calcutta riots.

l'am sorry. Let's not talk here. Curfew time

Come, come to my home.

l'm settled here now. Not in Karachi.

No, some other time. l have some work.

Fool, do you know what a curfew is? You'll get shot!

Come on. Leave the work for later. -No! l'm looking for an address.

30 minutes to go for the curfew. Hardly any time now.

Come on home. Meet your sister Nafisa.

This is not Madras. You'll end up mince-meat.

What's the address?

Tell him. He's your friend. He'll find it right the way!

Shut up! Actually, my purse fell into a soda truck.

Some Azad Soda Factory. Do you know it?

Come. Oh come on!

My brother...he wants to see Uncle Jalal.

Open sesame!

See you then. Goodbye.

Where are you going? Curfew time. Stay here tonight.

Uncle, you're getting me wrong!

He's a friend.

One of them lost his purse. lt fell into one of your trucks.

He's here looking for his purse. -Purse?

Your nephew is a traitor!

l knew it when he said...

he's Gandhi's disciple.

He's hand-in-glove with the Hindus!

Now you will see for yourself!

You might have a point.

Let's discuss Amjad later.

First, let me deal with the kaffirs.

Uncle! Ram isn't that type. -Silence!

Your friend's purse has turned into gun.

One cartridge can kill one, or maybe four.

Ram, tell the truth. Uncle, let me clarify this.

l know him for a long time. He's like a brother to my wife.

Ram, l know it isn't your gun. Don't be scared!

Amjad, the gun is mine.

But l haven't come here to kill anyone.

Just let me have the gun. l'll go away.

Goodness! You dragged me into this hole!

l'm just a poor pimp, sir!

A couple of bullets and he'll sing. Then we'll know how they plan....

to kill our Muslim brothers hiding in your factory.

No, Qureshi! You are mistaken!

Ram is honest!

Besides everyone keeps guns nowadays.

l know him as well... as l know myself.

Then you don't know yourself!

l won't kill him. l'll shoot him in the knees.

Get out of my way! -No!

Don't let him escape! Surround him.

Get him alive! That bastard has a story to tell!

Mr. Chari, l'm Govardhan, the co-ordinator, sir!

There's no point in calling the police. So l called you.

l was in the Jama Masjid area with a client.

We were rounded up and taken to the Azad Soda Factory.

There's a whole army of Muslims armed with rifles over here.

l'm calling you on the sly! Come right away...

and save me! Yes, Azad Soda Factory.

Tell me the truth. l can still save your life!

Did you come here to kill Muslims? -No.

But this gun...-Mine. But why did you bring it here?

l didn't. Your Uncle's truck brought it here. Okay, l am leaving now..

Are you mad?! Fool! You'll die..

Fool! l don't know why you are carrying this gun...

but you'll need my help to get out of here.

l don't need anyone's help! l'll escape on my own.

And you're going to shoot your way through, won't you?

Which means that gun is meant for killing Muslims!

lt isn't, but it could be.

Are you a murderer too? And why?!

Why?

Because your Aparna is dead?!

She was killed! Like countless Hindu men, women and children! By Muslims..

And you're here to take avenge for the entire Hindu community...?

Do you remember my father?

He didn't die on his own. The Hindus killed him!

This way...

Enough! Just go away.

Get out! Out of our sight! Go away?

Where?

To your Jinnah's Pakistan!

Jinnah's daughter considered lndia as her own country, and stayed back.

l am Gandhi's son l have decided to stay here.

Decided? With whose permission?

l don't need anyone's permission to live in my own country!

Your country? You foreigners walked across the Khyber...

and ruled us for 700 years!

l was not born then. l belong to your times!

Many came from the Khybar. Why pick on me?

Not that way!

You call me a Foreigner! Aren't you also a foreigner?

Some say that your Lord Ram came across the Khybar.

Don't you dare mention my Ram's name!

lf not your Ram, O.K., Can l talk about my Ram?

What's happened to you?!

l may not be your brother.

At least, am l not your friend?

That's just why you are still alive.

Leave before l change my mind. Now.

Everything was peaceful for a few days, thanks to Gandhi.

See what you started! -You started it. -me?

You! You people killed Aparna!

O.K. l will put an end to it too.

Forgive me for killing your Aparna.

l forgive you for killing my father.

Now will you accept me as your brother, Ram?

Very well, then. Shoot!

l'll give you the pleasure of killing Muslim!

And once done, cleanse your heart of the hatred.

Let my death save you from this madness!

Somebody will have to put a full stop to this.

l am here to stop this with blood. But not by killing you.

l'm here to kill the cause.

Whom do you think is the cause?

Altaf Tailor.

Not Suhrawardy. Not even Jinah.

Mr. Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi

No Ram,...

Gandhi is the only sanity in this country.

Are you mad?

You you are mad.

l'll get you out of here.

Not your people. Hindus.

Ram, you don't want me die, right?

Gandhiji is right. We can be brothers!

Only if we try! We just have to try.

Try! Try!

Brahmin, lf anything happens to me...

take care of your sister Nafisa.

This is Bhairav.

l am Chari. Are you from the Gwalior unit?

He is Tamilian! -ls that right?

l heard there's a small group of Pakistans at the Soda Factory.

And they have guns.

We're running short of handguns.

l hear you have one, isn't it?

Very good.

We are going to attack the soda factory.

No! Please! Do not go the soda factory. There is nothing there...

Just some old men, women and children and ...

some people guarding them.

l will show you where they are hiding the guns.

He is my brother.

Bharat. That's his name.

He's madly in love with a...

Muslim girl, Nafisa. He is mentally ill.

You are mad! Ever since, he has been...

dressing up like this. l came to stop him before he converts...

to lslam in this madness. Come home, Bharat

He's lying! His name is Amjad.

Shut up, you pimp! Bharat. That's his name.

Bharat or Amjad? We'll find out when we strip him.

No. Don't insult me! l'll tell you.

l am Ram's brother. But not Bharat.

My name is Amjad Ali Khan.

You may call me... Amjad Ali Khan Bahadur.

Go away from here! Get out! All of you!

Where are we to go? What's this! Treating your own people...

Amjad, what happened to you? What happened to my son?

Hajiraji (baby about to be born!)

No! No! Quershi.

He saved my life!

Please stop!

Most of our men are dead.

And we have no more bullets.

Send your people in to check.

There are only women and children here.

We are not fighting. We are just defending, brothers!

He's fighting for us.

Happy?

We are the police. We're here to help you.

We know that you were attacked. Drop your arms.

l think we are late.

No,no. You can take this man. He is badly hurt.

Quick! Get the stretcher.

Ram, may Allah give you a long life.

This child owes his life to you.

This is Qureshi's son. Where is Qureshi?

Ram, where is my son? Where is my Amjad?

Where is Amjad? ls he all right?

After Gandhiji's fast, we were able to sleep peacefully for a few days.

Look at this, it has started all over...

just because one stupid man with a gun.

Murder, riots, not a single bed is empty. Mr. Ram, this way...

Look at that! They don't even spare children.

The poor child has not even decided about her god.

Dr. Mani, What's happening? What's going on here?

l told them it's very serious. Look, he can die talking to you.

He's the only one who can help us.

We must know to avoid more people getting hurt.

Just one more question, please.

Whatever you want to know, you ask him and get out.

This isn't your police station.

Mr. Amjad, Govardhan said there was a Hindu man, Bhairav, with a gun.

We could not get much out of him, more than that.

Govardhan said you know him. Can you tell us about him?

Ram! My brother!

l know he saved your life. Mr. Ram, just a second.

All eye-witnesses are dead. And the Hindu mobs have escaped.

We have no other clue except Amjad. Mr. Amjad, do you remember Bhairav?

Ram! My brother!

Have you seen Bhairav before?

l've never seen that animal before!

l only know Ram... my brother!

He saved my life!

Enough, inspector! Please go. Out, out! Quick!

There are 3 more patients who are critical and l don't want to disturb them.

Would you take Amjad's wife and his mother and tell them?

Tell them what?

lt's over. He is gone.

But doctor, doctor is doing something! -We are doing our best.

Take my word. He is no more.

he is gone.

Mrs. Amjad, please come. Please you also come.

What happened?

lf you need medicines, we can buy medicines.

What is going on behind my back ?

Don't shoot me from behind...

be a man shoot my ugly face from front Come! Come!

Bapu, they are from Pannoor. They said they have suffered very badly.

They want you to do some more to help them.

l am trying.

What we douse this fire with is love.

l can only beg, plead, and go on a fast.

What more can l do?

l can tell you what you can do, Mahatmaji, But will you listen to me ?

Go ahead. -You have utterly ruined us!

Enough! Leave us alone... and go away!

Where do you want me to go?

Where people of our age go... to the Himalayas.

This is my Himalayas.

To die in your service is my duty.

One man says go away. Another says, stay here and save us.

Who am l to listen to ?

l will only listen to the voice of God.

lt could be God talking to you through me!

Why don't you listen to this voice and go away?!

Enough now! Please go away!

Where to go ? We have no place to go to!

Tell them to stay. l will finish with those people...

and listen to them again.

lf they have to vent their anger, it is better they vent it on me.

Rather than on some Muslim brothers. Tell them to wait.

At least respect him as your elder, if nothing else!

You are getting yourself off.

How can we introduce them of kindness...

if we who keep advising them cannot control our own tempers?

l am not a Mahatma, Bapu.

This girl seems to be insinuating that l am a Mahatma.

Yesterday l slipped and fell in the bathroom.

lf l had died there, the world would've known l'm not a Mahatma.

But you are a Mahatma.

Bapu, this is my friend from Madras,... Mr.Uppili lyengar.

You too are a Mahatma, Mr. Uppili.

lf one is not a Mahatma, one is an animal.

This is Saket Ram, Mr.Uppili's son-in-law.

He's the one who saved so many Muslim men in the incident near Jama Masjid.

My Ram from the south.

This is Hajira Begum.

Amjad's mother.

This is Nafisa.

l'm Amjad wife. He promised to walk with you to Pakistan.

She is Ram's foster sister.

When did she become your sister?

Before my country was torn into two pieces.

See, Mr. Uppili, even your son-in-law is also a Mahatma.

No, l am not.

Most Mahatmas don't tell me they are one.

Do you think l am one?

You will deny it if l say you are, so l shall deny you another denial sir..

Nafisa, l am already liking your brother.

About Amjad... l am deeply sorry.

You know Ram..l am willing to take all this communal hatred...

in the form of a bullet. lf l am promised...

that along with that bullet, they will also bury ....

this communal hatred, and live together as one community.

That's exactly what Amjad said before he was struck down.

You both must walk with me to Pakistan.

Amjad has promised to do so, now you must fulfill his promise.

Excuse me, l'm a little tired and over-committed today.

You please come tomorrow. Bring them also.

l Speak little little Tamil.

''Nettiku vaan''. ''Nettiku'' is tomorrow, isn't it?

No, Bapu, ''Nettiku'' is yesterday. Tomorrow is ''Naalaiku''.

My critics are right. This Gandhi is still stuck with yesterday.

Doctor, the oxygen cylinder is empty.

Mythili, take me out.

There's a shoot outside.

Why? -Hindu-Muslim riots outside, grandpa.

Still!

Saket Ram,

lt's pack up time!

Wake me up!

You're lucky. You are alive. How is the patient?

He is no more.

Sorry!

Excuse me, what's your name?

lbrahim.

He has left me all alone, Nafisa.

Saket, This is Tushar Gandhi, Mahatma Gandhi's great grandson.

My son, Saket Ram Jr.

l have read your books. l am your fan.

l am your fan, too.

No. You are mistaken. You must be my great grandfather's fan.

l am just a great grandson.

But you're a great writer. -Thank you.

l wish he had heard you say that.

He was so proud of this child.

Come over here.

The key to your grandfather's personal safe.

He wanted you to have it.

Show Mr.Tushar your grandfather's room.

Please go and see the room. You'll like it.

Mr. Gandhi, l think l have the most extraordinary story to tell you.

Sure, l like your stories very much.

lt's not just my story. lt's your story too.

ln fact, its ours now.

Nurses must do their duty even though..

God is present by the patient's side.

lf the nurse doesn't attend to patient

on time, he may well die. The same is true here.

Even a minute's delay from prayer meeting...

Please, Bapu is late for the meeting.

l have a confession to make.

l also have a confession to make! l'm ten minutes late!

At my age, every second counts! And to waste it amounts to murder!

Please, Bapu, listen to me.

You listen to me, Ram...

When we walk to Pakistan together, we will confess our sins to each other.

There will be days of walking and lots of time.

Just now l don't have time.

You have been feeding me cattle fare.

Bapu, you used to call it horse fare.

lt is not grand of me to relish what no one else will even touch.

Brother, Bapu is already late for his meeting.

No! No violence! This is a moment of truth!

This is a chance to prove that we believe in non-violence.

No! Don't touch him!

We are all Bapu's children.

No violence! This is a moment of truth!

We announce with profound grief

that Mahatmaji has passed away.

Stop it. Do not be foolish, it was not a Muslim. lt was a Hindu.

How did you know it?

l didn't. Was it a Hindu? -Yes.

Thank God for that! Or the country would be torn apart.

Let's announce it. -That's a good idea, Pandit.

l think we should announce it here in Delhi immediately.