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Burnt along with the entire house.

Married to six men, and strangely all of them are dead.

I'm sure you've seen what we've recovered.

We need to do a DNA profiling.

Hope you're not too busy.

It's a priority case.

Arun?

What are you doing?

How come you never showed this to me?

Why?

Is this Susanna?

Saheb.

Now, she's no more.

Detached from life, and torn apart by love,

My Saheb was melancholic.

All her life, she was in search for her eternal love.

She was very lonely.

Just an infant when she lost her mother,

and before she could become an adult, her father died.

My senior Saheb, her father.

He was her everything!

Friend, mother, and brother.

And after he was gone

she tried hard to find him in every man she met.

On the day of her father's funeral

in full black attire, she reminded me of soft snow

rolling off the mountain on a silent night.

No wonder she radiated in black.

And soon, it became her color.

Uncle Goonga!

He was dumb but he had a lot to say.

I was born an orphan!

Don't know if he adopted me or I adopted him.

My first real competition.

And senior Saheb's last wish.

The first husband,

Major Edwin Rodriques.

Goonga!

How much longer?

Ghalib!

He says, everything will be ready in the next half an hour.

I don't want to see any of his boys around.

Ghalib.

Poet by name, butler by profession and mocks a Bollywood villain.

Anything else, sir?

What did he say?

Thank you, sir!

If he knew you were calling him a fucker he'd pull your eyes out.

Ghalib.

The third ace in her trio.

Maggie aunty!

Under whose care Saheb grew up.

She became her mother and her best friend.

She had a few other friends too.

Venomous, dangerous...

but faithful like no other.

Goonga was daddy's favorite jockey.

Why don't we hire a professional rider from abroad?

What do you think you're doing?

Stealing!

Show me your hands!

Whose rascal is this?

I picked a few for Candy, Sir.

Who's Candy?

Your new horse.

How much have you studied?

Anything else?

Miss Saheb, forgive me!

Thought I'd help this orphan.

Will send this fool back to the village.

You won't see this rat anymore.

He won't be seen here anymore.

Because he'll be starting school tomorrow.

Saheb, thank you!

Snap! My life changed in a split second.

Saheb picked me up from a bed of thorns

and placed me on a bed of roses.

This is the new admission I was talking about.

She was my goddess.

And I, her blind devotee.

All said and done Arun, the Major was pretty handsome.

The perfect Indian husband.

Boring, possessive, insecure and a doubting Thomas.

Mr. Stinker!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

All throughout operation Blue Star.

I can't figure out if you're getting older or younger by the day.

Edwin is greying fast but you look the same.

Really, since when?

Since yesterday. Every morning, I quit drinking.

Really!

"I quit every morning."

Stop fluttering around.

Why do you keep reminding me of my disability?

It's high time we had a child.

Once you're a mother, you'll learn wifely duties too.

Did you visit the gynecologist?

All tests are normal.

The doctor says, there's nothing wrong with me.

So now...

I'm disabled in bed too?

How often have I told you to knock before entering?

Next time, I'll bury you alive.

This was bound to happen, my friends!

Marry in a haste and...

Repent at leisure.

You want to break his other leg?

Sir! Are you alright?

Goonga! Goonga!

Goonga! Goonga!

Goonga! Goonga!

Goonga! Goonga!

Goonga, what happened?

What happened?

What happened?

Ghalib... Ghalib!

He will survive.

But we're sorry, we couldn't save his eye.

One eye is enough to witness what's going to happen.

The next time I saw the Major for the last time.

Going to the dense forest looking for a man eating panther.

Or the animal won't come.

The beast in me is already here.

Major sir.

Major sir, panther.

The panther wasn't interested in the goat.

He was looking for humans.

Can't tell whether the Major lost his balance...

or whether someone pushed him.

Nevertheless

it took the forest officials two days to find the Major

or whatever was left of him.

I just couldn't get myself to mourn for the Major.

Fate had given me another chance

to woo my Saheb.

Like a balloon, my hopes went soaring.

But she chose the guitar instead.

Indian women fall for a guitarist over a riff.

And this asshole had the vocal chords too.

Before the wedding this creature was called Jamshed Singh Rathod.

From now I'm Jimmy.

Made for each other, that's right!

Her lips were ripe and so close

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

I looked at them And all but froze

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

You wrote this for me?

No, it sprung from within.

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

My heart now only thinks From the heart

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

My heart often bangs my head

Oh Mama

No stranger to me

May my fall be her rise

She, my nemesis, too, Is no stranger to me

A beating heart forever Stays beaten

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Oh Mama, she shoots at me

This marble-eyed meow-like girl

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

She steals on me Without a sound...

Oh Mama

She smuggles herself into my dreams, Pray it doesn't stay a dream

Oh Mama

There isn't hope

But hope remains, still

How I languish in the Anguish of love

Something's being ripped out of me

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Oh Mama, she shoots at me

This marble-eyed meow-like girl

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Oh Mama

Welcome back to 'Cultivation Today'.

Many farmers...

Okay that's enough!

What's the proof this is yours?

This was my college composition.

Jamshed was the backup vocalist in my band.

Bloody thief.

Where the hell is he? Call him.

Here's proof.

It first came out in English, now they're launching the holy version.

Now what do you want?

Respect.

Shall we?

Thanks man! Here's a new composition.

Interested?

At heart, At heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

Full of tricks and illusions, Simply a smooth operator

The heart's heady at times And at times, take heart

Full of tricks and illusions, Simply a smooth operator

The heart's heady at times And at times, take heart

It's a gentle whisper, At times and at times

An uproarious drum roll

At times, it's the raging fire In your veins

At times it is the calming coolness

Believe it or not

Is only a matter of the heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

The shore for drowning men

The ignorance of the boor

A hundred heavens, that's What it's worth

At heart, the heart's a heart

Where are you, boss?

The Berlin wall has collapsed.

So has the government.

And you're stuck on cocaine?

This is what you call heroin!

No one has the balls to behave in this manner.

This is Bappi's song!

You know how many musicians are waiting for him?

A hundred! Who is going to pay?

Your father?

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

Ladies and gentlemen, Jimmy will be here soon.

Please remain calm. He will be here soon.

Please remain calm, please.

Please remain calm, please.

He will be here soon.

A heart which beats

At heart, the heart's a heart

At heart, the heart's a heart

Susie, what are you doing here?

When did you come?

Why didn't you inform me?

We were playing a game!

Cops and robbers!

You wanna play?

Jimmy is a robber.

Cops and robbers!

Cops and robbers!

FBI, dead! CBI, dead!

Sahib was stubborn this time

to save her marriage.

This time she wouldn't give up.

Why are you doing this to me?

I won't go back to drugs!

I swear.

Please, Susie!

I will choke you to death once I'm free.

You are messing with Jamshed Singh Rathod.

I am of royal blood.

I will cut you into pieces and feed you to the dogs.

Susie.

I can't leave him alone.

He is my life.

By now Saheb's life began to settle.

Jimmy was getting better.

But she didn't realize that drugs addicts

become sly once they're caught.

'Champions of deception.'

This was confiscated from a drug peddler yesterday.

Who else could own such a beautiful piece?

I recognized it as soon as I saw it.

It's priceless too. How much?

You never put a price on priceless things, Inspector.

'Keemat.'

Inspector Keemat Lal.

Was a favorite in my father's antique collection.

I'd like to question your servants.

A marble-eyed meow-like girl

O doggy

Servants here are loyal more than their owner.

You can call me by my name, if you please.

Susanna.

How dare I, madame?

Thank you. Nevertheless.

I don't think I would ever... maybe another time.

Right now, it's not appropriate.

Jim.

Careful, sir!

These snakes are venomous.

The snake temple.

Snake temple?

But madame is a Christian.

Yes, she is!

Her father was a Christian, but mother, a Hindu.

She set it up.

Saheb feeds them milk, every morning without fail!

-How? -She goes down.

Isn't she scared?

No! They're her pets.

She thinks humans are more poisonous.

Wow!

That's great.

Sir, snake!

Are you alright, sir? Yes, I'm fine.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

Six, five, four, three, two, one.

Whose footprint is this?

-Could be anyone's. -No, no.

Not just anyone's.

It belongs to the murderer.

Murderer?

-Is anyone left? -Yes, there is.

Who is it?

It's me.

Why do you bother, Madame?

You've gotten your feet all muddy!

There is no need, Madame.

Not madame, Susanna.

You are just. I mean... how will I?

Really. I mean.

Joking!

Not right. Who am I to say!

Just as you wish, the next time.

But it's fine, not a bad thing.

I'll try next time.

But how will I?

It is believed that Jesus spent his last days in Kashmir.

Saheb left for Kashmir in search of the Lord.

Instead of Jesus, she met "Mohammed".

Mohammed Wasiullah Khan.

Aka The Traveler.

From the soot of spiraling everyday smoke

a patch of sky, now remains blackened

all day long.

-Great! -Wonderful!

Do not bow your head beneath it

for now when you do so, God yanks His feet away.

In the mounds of rotting rubbish

heads of bodies gone cold still smolder.

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Hungry four legged animals, fight over the bones of arms and legs.

The flesh and the bone belongs to the one

who first digs its teeth into the flesh.

I would like to have your attention, please.

The flesh and the bone belongs to the one

who first digs its teeth into the flesh.

The men of faith now ask, who first dug his spade into this earth!

The men of faith now ask, who first dug his spade into this earth!

Some say there was a mosque here once.

Some say no, once a temple stood here.

But when you touch your forehead to the ground.

God yanks His feet away now.

He cannot bring Himself to believe.

He cannot bring Himself to believe

that He once called this place, His home.

-Wow! -Wow!

This time, Saheb not only had a new lover

but also a new name and religion.

Susanna Anna Marie Johannes was now.

Sultana Wasiullah Khan.

Thank you.

One more, please!

Don't go!

One more verse!

-My next verse. -Yes, please.

A day shall dawn

bringing with it a calm

the heart bereft of desires, the mind devoid of passion.

Shoreless, totally fathomless

Close your eyes, please

I have been drowning

I need to breathe

Shoreless, totally fathomless, Close your eyes, please

I have been drowning, I need to breathe

Lillah!

Turn your face away from me

It'll be a great kindness.

-Turn your face away from me -Sultana?

It'll be a great kindness

Ever since I saw you

My breath has stopped

Ever since I saw you

my breath has stopped

Shoreless, totally fathomless

Close your eyes, please

I have been drowning

I need to breathe

-May I? -Proceed.

If a flitting glance of yours, were to graze me.

That would be greeting enough

and I'll keep my eyes forever lowered.

Wow!

Ever since I saw you.

My breath has...

-Stopped. -Wow.

Encore!

Who is that?

Your uncle!

Pray, take a look

At your feet

Something's stuck, it seems

Please ask Time to move on

If a flitting glance of yours

Were to graze me

That would be greeting enough

And I'll keep my eyes forever lowered

Ever since I saw you

my breath has stopped

Shoreless, totally fathomless

Close your eyes, please

I have been drowning

I need to breathe

Lillah!

As tender and romantic in his poetry

as brutal in bed.

Unless he beat the shit out of the woman

he remained soft.

Come on, bite me.

Come on, bite me.

Come on, let's lose ourselves.

Initially she tried hard to conceal her scars.

However, her wounds grew deeper.

Love became a myth.

A mirage. You think it's there, but it really isn't.

Prayers, offerings and sacrifices, she tried it all.

But nothing worked.

Is it coming from the heart or the being?

These fumes, from where do they come?

Love is a heavy stone.

Not for the weak ones.

What does 'Natawan' mean?

'Debilitated.'

Weak.

Feeble.

Sultana!

Sultana!

Cold-blooded!

Why kill someone?

She could've left him and come home.

Who would've stopped her?

As a child, Miss Saheb would walk to school.

There were two paths.

Both equidistant.

Neither were different.

And one day, there came a crazy dog,

Who scared her every single day.

She could've taken the other path.

She hid her father's pistol in her bag.

And bang!

Saheb always gets her way.

And the dogs are blown off!

Namaste.

I'm grateful to you.

Then I must be Anna!

In Hindi, please.

I'm learning the language.

What else have you picked up?

My love for you is eternal.

Let's go, Saheb.

Anna.

Please have dinner with me

at a nice restaurant tonight.

I am very rich.

Can I at least drop you to your mansion?

I have my car.

"But I have something better, a mother."

Amitabh Bachchan. From the movie, Deewar.

Goodbye, sweethearts.

From now on...

Russia and me! Why?

Because you, my friend, are headed to Russia.

To study at St. Petersburg Medical Academy.

Cheers!

Why?

Because, Nik loves me.

To hell I'm going to Russia!

Why not?

Because, I hate vodka.

It's because...

Quite a distance he has walked

A thousand distant miles

Another Pushkin from Russia

Who's left Moscow Only to be with me

Something like this is Possible only in love

Darling

Let your eyes feast on mine

Darling let the passion rush

Don't hold it Back let this love gush

Darling let Your eyes feast on mine

Don't hold it Back let this love gush

The Spring's joyless

The beloved's heart's restless

Hold back the songbirds

Darling let Your eyes feast on mine

Anna?

That hillock enveloped in mist

Where the fairies once lived

You'll find it across The high Khyber

That's what all The fairies still say

Darling

I'm merely a serf, Let me groom the Princess

Let this restless heart Steal a little solace

Let me conquer The heart of my beloved

Darling let your Eyes feast on mine

The Spring's joyless

The beloved's heart's restless

Hold back the songbirds

Darling let your Eyes feast on mine

Don't hold it back let this love gush.

Darling let your Eyes feast on mine

Don't hold it back Let this love gush

Darling let your Eyes feast on mine

Yes.

Who were you talking to, Nik?

A colleague, from Moscow.

Woman?

What do you think?

Your last words of the conversation meant...

"Darling, I will be back soon."

You are hiding something from me, Nik.

When I say I go to Kanyakumari.

I don't go to Kanyakumari.

I go to Koodankulam, instead.

Koodankulam?

Yes, Koodankulam.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nik.

You are a spy?

Come on!

No.

No!

I am your friend.

And...

my love for you is eternal.

A kilo of this, please.

I'm just not ready for another marriage.

Why not?

Marriage is the worst thing that happened to mankind.

I'm pregnant...

with your child.

A shocking incident.

India had finally accomplished its nuclear test.

And instead of Hiroshima, it was now, my heart!

Saheb dropped two bombs.

First, to get married!

The other, to send me to Russia.

It was my fault.

I should've kept mum.

I made a trip to Moscow to attend a college seminar.

And what I saw there...

blew my mind.

Nikolai Vronsky, in fact had

two Annas.

One in India and the other in Moscow.

I still blame myself for his death.

I shouldn't have sent her those pictures.

Where's Anna?

She's at the market.

-But why? -For her new wedding gown.

Goonga! Great job.

Lovely!

Feels so good.

The late Major,

her first husband.

He was eaten by a panther, wasn't he?

Shut up Goonga!

He says we pushed the Major down.

Don't believe him, sir.

He is a big liar.

Goonga, shut the hell up.

Why are you telling me all this?

Because he too, had a mother.

No, not at all.

Don't believe them, they are just lying!

They say, that we gave him an overdose of heroin.

Husband number three.

Wasiullah Khan aka The Traveler!

We dug his grave in the snow

and buried him alive.

Where is Anna?

Anna is over here!

Look!

Anna's here!

And that is you,

Nikolai Vronsky!

My husband number four

with his wife number two.

Cheers to that!

Four, four...

RAW.

RAW...

A wife in every country!

Darling let your eyes feast on mine

Darling let your eyes feast on mine

Run away! Run fast!

He ran away!

Believe me, we were just acting like husband and wife.

I know you can play a very good husband!

But to play such a great daddy.

My love for you is eternal.

Come on, you've been called.

There she is.

Have a seat, please.

How're you doing, madame?

-It's you. -Yes, it's me, Keemat.

Inspector Keemat Lal!

This time, you're in real trouble.

-Look, Mr. Keemat. -No 'Mr.' please.

Just Keemat.

I've gone through all your reports.

The local police is convinced about your involvement.

According to them it's a clear cut case of murder.

But the case is sensitive.

The Ministry of external affairs, Russian embassy, are all involved.

You are an intelligent woman.

But, this time...

there is a certain item missing from your husband's belongings.

If only I could get my hands on that.

You get it?

That's it! Just leave the rest to me.

Great!

By the way, what are you doing this evening? Must be busy.

I need to inspect the scene of the crime.

Maybe, some other time then.

Do you prefer vegetarian or nonvegetarian?

Don't bother.

Non vegetarian.

And what would you prefer to drink?

Nothing in particular.

What do you prefer?

Anything but vodka.

You're going to get me killed, madame.

Sorry, Sunaina.

Wow!

I think I've had a bit too much to drink.

Never mind.

You'll sweat it out.

Where?

At the scene of the crime.

It is pretty deep.

In the dark anyone could miss his step.

It was a full moon night.

Mind you, he didn't slip.

He climbed down

on his own.

Must've been slippery because of the rain...

and moss.

The rain?

In this season?

A lot of accidents can happen when one is drunk.

He had quit drinking.

Alcohol!

How do I...

What should I say?

Forget about it.

Sorry?

Madame!

Darkness!

Pitch black!

Raining...

cats and dogs!

And...

the white man slipped.

Died!

Reached hell. The bastard deserved it!

Madame!

I'll never forget this favor.

'Pure satisfaction.'

Like I've bathed a hundred times in the holy waters.

No need to worry anymore.

If you ever come to Delhi...

I'd like to return the favor.

Should I go?

Yes!

Keemat left, only to return sooner.

He definitely reached Delhi

but left his heart behind.

He'd come back for it every time

but always managed to leave it behind.

Come Madame.

Come.

But Keemat kept on coming.

Saheb was left with no other option.

His quest for 'pure satisfaction' knew no end.

I confessed to my wife.

Why?

I wanted a divorce.

And I got it too!

Here, look!

I can't live without you anymore.

I'd rather die.

I will die.

I swear on the Lord himself!

Oh my God. There was poison in the Viagra bottle?

The bottle contained Viagra pills.

What was it then?

Accident? She killed him. And you knew it.

How would I know?

Of course, you wouldn't. You were blinded by her love.

Some years later, I returned from Russia, a Doctor.

But Saheb had turned into 'a patient.'

What has the world done to my little bunny!

What are you looking for?

I know there's one

hiding somewhere.

I just can't seem to find the rascal, when I want.

White hair?

Don't say it aloud.

It's a bad omen.

Here it is.

Show it. Let me see!

Fetch the scissors.

It's on the record player.

Snip it at the root.

Do you realize...

how much I need you?

Right there. Put it in the box.

When did you see me last?

It's been two years.

Do I look any different?

You've become more beautiful.

I haven't changed at all?

Sure?

You've grown up to be shy.

Please don't, Saheb.

Why not?

It's my responsibility to educate you.

The delicate thread between us had snapped.

That was the last time I ever saw her.

The next morning

I took Goonga along and left her forever.

No one to fear, and no favors to be returned.

You still miss her, right?

Get some sleep. It's pretty late.

It's an early morning flight and you need to be in time

for security check.

Hello!

We'll find out right now, details about his last call.

Please calm down.

Here, have some water.

I told him you are very angry.

Hand me the phone.

I tried calling you a hundred times. There is no conference in Delhi.

Arun!

Nandini, I'm fine wherever I am.

I'll be back in a day or two.

For what?

I can't believe you would betray me for anyone.

But there is someone.

Is she alive?

Arun?

Is Susanna alive?

Do you need more time to think over it?

No. I've already made my decision.

Alright then.

See you in the church at 11.

I've repaid your favors, Saheb.

Your Saheb is no more.

I kept looking for reasons to live, after you were gone.

And one day, I heard about your wedding.

What better reason could I have waited for

to end my life.

The phone and car, are both out of order.

My mistress needs to get to the hospital.

Please, sir, for God's sake.

Please help, sir. Please!

Otherwise my mistress will die.

I was desperate to finally rest in the arms of Jesus.

Looks like Jesus changed his mind.

Maybe in guilt, he sent me an angel.

I was dead in my head.

But when I woke up, felt a little strange.

A pair of spectacles on God's nose?

You are...

Tarafdar.

Dr. Modhushudhon Tarafdar.

Who slowly became the big brother of the house.

He was considered some kind of Miracle Doctor.

A strange concoction of allopathy, naturopathy

Ayurveda and spirituality.

Ridiculous!

This mushroom is called Jack O' Lantern.

It has a number of uses.

Very useful mushroom.

A bit could cure, too much could kill.

There is plenty of evil all around.

There is plenty of evil all around.

And even plenty is never really enough.

It's always scarce.

But for the one who survives even in scarcity,

nothing seems scarce.

Less, more, more, less, that's life.

So would you prefer less or more in your soup?

For a healer like him, I was willing to remain ill all my life.

And I would've but Modhu promised,

he wouldn't go back to Calcutta.

Marriage wasn't on my mind.

But Modhu wanted me to be the heir to his wealth.

He was afraid that if he were to leave this world before me,

then his ex-wife and daughter would harass me.

My life was grounded

but I was flying.

Modhu.

Khan!

What happened to the lights?

Khan! Maggie aunty!

There's a robber upstairs. And he has a knife.

Be careful!

News is just in that in shootout at the Taj hotel.

NSE Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan has been killed.

At the Trident Oberoi and Nariman House...

Don't worry!

Everything will be fine, come.

Modhu.

Towel.

-Thank you. -Let me see?

I was destined to be with all the wrong men.

At first I was completely shattered!

But slowly I began to fear him.

For the first time, it was my life that was in danger.

Look what I cooked especially for you.

How can you think such a thing? Have you lost it?

What are you doing?

Susanna, look.

This is a big misunderstanding, Susanna. And, even if it isn't...

Please, darling, please listen to me.

It's your turn.

I really needed it.

I lost a lot of money in business.

I truly love you Susanna, believe me.

I wasn't even destined for a peaceful death.

I had forgotten all the bullets, next to Tarafdar's body.

Sleeping pills had failed once.

I didn't want to hang on a noose.

I'd lost respect for myself. I was shattered.

For a professional swimmer drowning isn't an option.

I was punishing myself for my cowardice.

A new death every moment.

And then I found out

I was dead for the rest of world.

I couldn't let Maggie's sacrifice go in vain.

She forced me to take on life,

one last time.

Of course, you were forced into everything

into marriage, into murders!

Did you ever stop to wonder, why you committed all those sins?

For whom?

For my heart!

Your heart.

-The heart! -The heart!

For the sake of your heart

you sent six people to their

final abode before their time.

You won't understand, sugar.

Here's a little fact.

Every single wife

has at least once in her life entertained

the thought of getting rid of her husband.

Why don't you ask your wife?

I'm sure she's thought of at least one way

to murder you.

Any idea why you've survived?

A child makes

the husband more acceptable.

That's the reason why you never had a child!

You fulfilled that desire of mine.

Never have I shared our love with anyone,

nor will I ever in the future.

In the future?

Now you won't find a sacrificial lamb, Saheb.

Your beauty...

You've become a little scary.

He has accepted me for the person I am

with all my sins and virtues and this scary...

scary face of mine.

Who?

My seventh husband.

There's a beautiful church, in the old city.

Will you come?

Tomorrow morning. Eleven o'clock.

I won't let you take another life, Saheb.

Hey sugar!

You won't be able to save him.

He has already sacrificed himself for love.

The world, the universe and its radiance

aren't enough to satisfy my soul.

This peace, this joy, can be attained,

only through Jesus Christ.

Who is very dear to me.

The Lord of the Universe.

I, Sister Anna...

in the presence of Mother Mary

solemnly vow to Lord Jesus

that from now on I belong to Him alone.

From today He is my only master...

my spouse.

There is not a soul in sight now

Come, acknowledge me now, at least

Not a soul stirs this moment

Come, embrace me in your fold

Embrace me once

Then take me along

Hope there is no misery

On the other side

Jesus

Jesus

You hear the tolling Of the church bells

Jesus

Yet all you choose is To keep quiet

Jesus

How do you pick the one Who is worthy of your grace?

Jesus

You hear the tolling Of the church bells

Jesus

Yet all you choose is To keep quiet

Jesus

I want to confess my sins, Father!

My seven sins.

Arun! Arun!

Stop the car! Right now!

Arun! Arun!

Did you say anything to the police?

I haven't told them the truth yet.

Or you'd be in jail for the rest of your life.

If you ever...

try to see her again

What happened to your spectacles?

Someone cast an evil eye.