MISHRA NIWAS HOUSE NO. 534, ALLEY NO. 7, B BLOCK
[Santosh] Give me a reaction.
[Shanti] It's nice.
- How much did it cost? - Five thousand two fifty.
- They grifted you! - Oh, come on.
Look at what the nameplate up there says.
"Santosh Mishra, son of Hari Prasad Mishra."
What about the other Mishras?
And it doesn't bother you that
this nameplate hangs inside the house and not outside?
Stop being smart.
Read this.
"Santosh, Shanti, Anand, Aman."
Like a beautiful panchayat of melodies.
Panchayat needs five sounds.
There are only four here.
[Santosh] We'll have a fifth one, too.
When we're deciding on Annus's bride, we'll take special account of her name.
Decide on Annu's bride?
She's not something you pick out and haggle over at the market!
[Santosh] It's just a way of saying it. What? Can't I even joke around?
Put it in a better way, then.
- Really? - [Shanti] You're taking a loan with Annu.
Annu can still afford the installments.
You need to pull up your socks.
Until the installments are paid off,
stop getting ornaments for the house.
Even I can manage the installments!
Where are Aman's clothes?
I don't see his bag either.
He stayed at Surya Narayan's last night.
He took his bag, too!
You put the boys' names on the nameplate,
and they're hardly ever home!
[Santosh] Let's see.
Where's my phone?
[Shanti] Must be in your pants.
- Where are my pants? - [Shanti] In the washing machine.
Huh?
Did you start the cycle?
Listen, have you seen the Mangala Pharma guy?
[Annu] Uncle, go on, have breakfast first.
- Mr. Anand. - [Annu] Before they run out of food.
- [man] Yes. - Take your boys with you.
Hey.
Who asked you to blow money on pamphlets?
You'll stick me with the bill?
You're so small-minded, Chandan ji!
I told Dr. Priti that this was your genius idea.
I'm not running an event company
- to hand you a bill with GST! - [car approaching]
Carry on. I'll show her the pamphlet.
- Madam-- - Chandan ji, we have extra dental probes?
- Maybe two or four. - Show me.
- Good morning. - Good morning, Anand.
- Please get them and show me. - [Chandan] Yes.
All good? You seem worried.
I think we don't have enough dental probes.
Um… dental probes are--
The one that pulls back the lips to expose the teeth.
Yes, and we won't have time to sterilize the ones we have.
We have to find a replacement. Something use-and-throw.
- Chandan ji, did you find them? - [Chandan] No, ma'am.
- Look in the other boxes. - [Chandan] Yes.
Will these ice cream sticks do?
- This is perfect! - [Annu] Yes?
- Yes. - I had seen these at other dental camps.
So I got them just in case. Sure enough, it came in handy.
Honestly, my team and I should have thought of it.
I am also on your team, no?
I'm a bit nervous. I'm hoping everything goes well.
Of course, it will. And it's natural to feel nervous.
It's your first dental camp.
We'll manage everything. Just say "touchwood."
Anand!
Did-- Did you say something?
I still haven't thanked you for everything you've done.
Oh, it's a small phrase. You can say it now.
No, I don't think just a "thank you" will do.
Honestly, I'm scared to offer you money.
- So… - No, you should be scared.
[Priti chuckles]
You don't know this, but I am bad-tempered.
Really?
I've never seen you angry.
Because I never showed you.
- [chuckles] - [phone rings]
[electronic voice] Negi calling.
[Annu] Negi, where are you? Get the whole neighborhood here.
[Santosh] Shanti, hurry up. We're running late.
It's pretty far.
- [Shanti] Coming! - [metallic thud]
Don't you want me to lock the cupboards?
Oh no, please do that. Your dear Shalini might break in
through the roof and take something!
- I'll lock the door to the roof, too. - Go ahead.
- Uncle ji, namaskar, - [eerie music plays]
Aman Mishra lives here, doesn't he?
- Yes. - Oh, great. Wonderful.
He had ordered a few things from our shop.
I'm delivering them.
Come on in, guys.
[voice trembling] Where do you think you're going?
Our gate was locked.
[voice reverberates] Uncle ji, don't worry.
The gate was open.
No, I had locked it.
- Uncle ji, I opened it. - [Santosh] Huh?
[eerie music fades]
[tongue clicks]
[Ganesh] Put them down. They are heavy.
Pandit ji!
Hello?
Pandit ji?
Take a look at the first floor.
- Hello? - Hello?
- Pandit ji! - Hello?
[Ganesh] Hello!
- [Madhav] Hello? - [Ganesh] Hello!
[narrator] There are two places to hide a secret…
- [Ganesh] Hello! - [narrator] in your pocket
or in your heart.
The problem with pockets…
is that they tear.
- The problem with hearts… - [phone beeps]
is that they break.
Eventually, the secret is revealed.
- When the pocket tears at the wrong time - [camera shutter]
or when the wrong person breaks your heart…
[phone chimes]
you have to choose a path.
You have to make a difficult decision.
Right before making the difficult decision,
a person goes through many different emotions.
In English, they call it "dilemma."
In Hindi, they call it "kinkartavyavimoodh."
[theme song starts]
[theme song ends]
DILEMMA
Yes, Annu. Yes, Aman's here.
We have some people over.
Sure, later.
[Madhav] Aunty ji,
I hope you two don't think we're trying to intimidate you.
This is between you and me.
Why drag my parents into it?
What else will I do after you run away with my money?
Huh?
Uncle ji,
he has taken 5,000 rupees from me twice. Twice!
The second time, you gave it to me.
And I've been telling you I'm willing to return the money.
But it's not about money.
- It's not about the money. - Then?
He played with my emotions.
Ask him what he got from making these false promises!
I had advised you against it.
You're here to complain to my parents about me?
I'm going to go to the police as well!
Okay, go.
- Go and complain to the police. - What are you saying?
- [Aman] Just get out of my house! - What are you doing?
Just stand there.
Boss, it seems that no one listens to Uncle ji
- in this house. - Hey!
[Madhav] Why are you making personal comments? Why?
I'm talking to him. Things are going well.
Don't ruin it, idiot!
Give me that. Uncle--
Look at this. This is my birth chart.
- Your son prepared it. - What?
Yes, I had it checked by another priest. None of the placements is right!
- Give me the other thing. This-- - [Shanti] Yuck!
[Madhav] Look at this. Here. No, don't touch it.
You might get ringworm.
It's my father's vest.
He cast a black magic spell on it.
- Black magic? - [Madhav] Yes!
- Give me the other thing. - [Santosh] What is he doing?
Remember this, Pandit ji? Huh?
Uncle, look at this.
He had mailed this pebble to me,
asking me to keep it close to my chest
so it would bring me peace.
It wounded me instead!
This birth chart, vest, pebble…
And what's in the yellow boxes?
[sinister music swells]
[Madhav] Justice…
Aunty ji.
[bees buzzing]
Justice.
[sinister music fades]
Who's Kamladevi? Please go in.
Priti, look.
- [soft music plays] - [indistinct chatter]
Told you people would show up.
[indistinct chatter]
WAITING AREA REGISTRATION
[soft music fades]
- [Chandan] Careful, slow down. - [Priti] Bye.
Sister, bye.
- The kids are here. - Oh, wow!
[Annu] Everyone, say hello!
[all] Hello!
[Priti] How are you, kids?
- [all] Good! - Very good.
Priti, whose teeth are those?
[all] Yes, whose teeth are those?
These?
They are…
Annu's!
[laughter erupts]
Now, all you kids, listen to me carefully.
Just like how your parents keep your home clean…
- They do, right? - [all] Yes, they do!
Just like that,
you have to keep your teeth clean.
And do you know what happens if you don't?
You'll have germs on your teeth!
- [all] Germs! - Hmm!
So, as soon as you wake up in the morning
and before you go to bed, what do you do?
- [all] Brush them. - [Priti] Very good.
Now Chandan will hand out toffees to every one of you!
- [Chandan] Come on! - [all] Yay!
- Bring the next patient. - [Chandan] One by one, kids.
- Anand, where's your family? - Hmm?
I'm looking for them. They should've been here by now.
- I'll call them. Maybe they're on the way. - Okay.
[phone buzzing]
[sniffs]
- Uncle ji, - Hmm?
did you have the house painted?
- You see it, right? - [Madhav sniffs]
- Oh, great choice of color! - [Santosh] Yes.
[Ganesh] It's nothing, boss.
Making fake birth charts paid for it!
Have some pesticide and jump off the roof.
[Santosh] Son, tell me something.
How did he even find you to target you?
Uncle, that was very easy.
There are so many astrology apps today.
They list astrologers and their numbers there.
He was one of them.
- So you called him? - Hmm.
That means he didn't find you.
- You found him out of… - Yes.
your own free will.
Uncle ji, what are you trying to say?
That all of this is my fault?
No, I'm not saying that. I'm just trying to understand
why you sought an astrologer.
- [Shanti] Water. - Yes.
[Madhav] Hold it!
Uncle ji, you see,
the father of the girl I'm in love with,
doesn't really get along with my father.
Why did you seek an astrologer for that?
You should have looked for a lawyer.
You two could have gotten married in a civil court. Simple.
Uncle ji, would you like it if your son were to marry without your knowledge?
Tell me.
My son became an astrologer without my knowledge!
[chuckles]
You're a honey trader.
Yes.
You're handling your father's business then.
Yes, I am.
Are you afraid that if you marry someone of your choice,
you will lose access to your father's business?
Look, there's a simple solution.
Aman, return all the money you took from him. Okay?
I spent 70,000 rupees
to look for you and him.
- Seventy thousand! - [Santosh] But that's an offense, son.
There's a law against it.
You'll be tried in court if there's a complaint against you.
Will you go to the police?
- [chuckles] - Why would we go to the police?
We'll go to your father.
It's clear you're more scared of your father.
- You also approached his father. - [Shanti] Yes.
And I will tell your father
how you kidnapped me, and honey-trapped me,
and forced me to do black magic on him.
And their vests, they didn't walk to me, did they?
- Who brought them? - Look,
if you were to ask a barber, he would say
that you're not getting married because you don't have the right haircut.
[Shanti] Hmm.
If you ask an astrologer, they'll recommend a puja.
What you actually need is a mediator.
Who, selflessly and without charging money for it,
presents your and your girl's case to your parents.
Do you know a person like that?
[chuckles]
Well, I am known as the Jethmalani of mediation,
but truth be told, son, you have to be your own advocate in life.
- [Shanti] Yes. - I mean, look,
Aman scammed you.
It hurt you, right?
Think about it.
How would your father feel when he finds out about all of this?
No…
you're right. You're right.
[Santosh chuckles]
And now I know that black magic and all is nonsense.
- Of course! - I told you that.
Be quiet. You are a fraud.
And, son, I will return your money.
- Shanti, go and get it. - Yes.
Ten thousand and fifty-one rupees.
- No, no. - [Shanti] Yes.
- Aunty ji, no! Wait! - [Shanti] No…
- What happened? - It's not necessary.
It's okay. That's it.
That's it.
Come on.
[Annu] Yes, put it there.
[car door opens]
Please come, Mr. Manchanda.
Sir.
I think we had a communication gap, Anand.
When Shashi told me about Mangala Pharma and Mr. Manchanda,
I realized we should have met sooner.
Take a look, sir. Look at your employee's hard work.
All of it is his doing.
Please come.
Anand… [clicks tongue] Mishra, Mishra.
I'd been talking to Manchanda for two weeks.
He matched the package Steady Life gave me.
So I'm putting in my resignation at Steady Life tomorrow.
Oh, what's that you're holding?
Laddu! Have it.
- Stop it. - What?
You're not happy?
[Madhav] Aunty ji,
Uncle,
you two are good, sensible people.
- Oh. - Yes.
But your sons
are such fu--
They're both frauds.
I told you about his activities.
- The elder one-- - What about him?
- No, stop this and leave! - Quiet.
Yes, tell me.
Uncle ji, the elder one,
- has another apartment. - Darn it!
Yes.
Aunty ji, he's in a live-in relationship
- with a boy. - Huh?
Come on. Hey, get up! Let's go.
No…
Before you leave, tell me something.
Since you've revealed so much.
My address and details about my family,
did the astrology app give them to you?
[chuckles]
Well, Pandit ji,
these days, the internet and the internet people
know everything.
What do you mean? What does that mean?
The cable guy, Ravi!
Take this tablet twice a day
- for three days. You'll be fine. - [Prithvi] Come in.
[Prithvi] Priti, this is Mr. Deepak Manchanda.
Head of Sales, Mangala Pharma. Anand's boss.
Dr. Priti Singh.
Please come, hero of the day.
You organized such an amazing camp.
After investing all that time and energy,
you could have at least put up a banner for your company.
Right, Manchanda ji?
No, sir.
We have no hand in this event.
We're always happy to help, usually.
But we weren't given a chance to do that here.
[Prithvi] That's strange.
[scoffs] You're quite liberal, Manchanda ji.
I've always seen MRs cry about how hard their job is.
They don't have time for anything.
But your employee is working here in the public interest.
Actually, Manchanda ji, I requested Anand to help me out.
- It helped me manage-- - [Prithvi] Priti.
Don't snatch away his credit.
You told me he arranged for everything.
He executed all of this. He even finalized this location.
Mr. Manchanda, can we talk privately?
No, ma'am.
It's your promotional event. I won't waste your time.
I'll get an appointment and visit you next time.
Shashi will coordinate it.
- [Manchanda] Anand. - Yes, sir?
[Manchanda] Come.
Sir, I was just--
What are you taking from her?
Don't glare at me.
I don't mean what you are thinking.
She's out of your league anyway.
Can't be more than loose change per patient.
Amateurs like you think they can fool their bosses.
But you couldn't even do that!
Just because I was nice to you,
you thought you were the regional head!
Be thankful to him.
If it weren't for him,
you would've never gotten into this company.
Come on, Shashi.
He's angry.
Give it a few days.
Besides, I'm coming back anyway.
The two of us will manage things together.
Don't be scared.
I'm with you.
[Aman] Mummy, I swear I never cheated anyone out of money.
It's not about money, Aman.
You claimed to be an authority on something you know nothing about.
You think that's okay?
Everyone does it, Mummy.
I'm only a small part of it. And how can you say I know nothing?
I did a crash course on astrology.
You're talking as if it's some private university
where they first teach you,
and then make you the teacher and pay you for it. Really?
[Shanti] And you go to a government university, right?
Aman, return the money you made from this.
Mummy, they paid me out of their own will. I didn't force them to.
I can't return anything now anyway.
The app has banned me.
Ban? Why did they ban you?
I thought they were sharing my private data with people
and lying to me.
So, I made a complaint in the consumer forum.
- The court date is coming soon. - What?
And look who turned out to be the traitor!
I hope you've learned something from this mistake.
I have, Mummy.
Tell people only what they want to hear.
Only then will they love you,
touch your feet, and give you money.
What is this--
Wrong lesson, Aman Mishra!
When people are worried and distressed,
they listen to anyone and even fall at their feet!
[Prithvi] Looks like he's having a bad day.
You really got his boss here? Seriously, Prithvi?
That was low of you.
- I thought you were a secure man. - I'm insecure?
About who? You?
Please!
You might end up saying something you'll regret later.
Prithvi, this was really petty of you.
Anand went out of his way to help me, unlike you, who's always--
Yes, yes. Have you ever wondered why?
Why is he doing it?
How many MRs have come to meet you again?
He doesn't meet his sales target by spending time with you.
And yet he's here. Why? What's the matter?
- Why are you doing this? - Oh, let it be.
It is beyond your understanding.
[Prithvi] Beyond my understanding?
[scoffs]
- This heart beating inside of you, - [dramatic music plays]
that keeps you alive…
if I ask you to make a diagram of it, you will make this.
Just like the cake you got.
Hmm?
And if I were…
[sharp exhale]
to tell you who I am,
you wouldn't get the vocabulary. You know what vocabulary is, right?
- Huh? - Do you know what vocabulary is?
But let me put it in simple words.
- Priti is my friend. - Hmm.
And I go out of my way for my friends.
- [Prithvi] Priti's your friend? - Yes.
[Prithvi] How close, though?
Has she ever invited you home?
Tell me her best friend's name.
- When is her father's birthday? - Prithvi, stop it.
[Prithvi] Hmm?
I'll tell you. Next week…
is her dad's 60th birthday.
Are you invited, friend?
Even if she invites you out of pity, what will you even talk about there?
No one there is going to laugh at your stupid jokes.
What if someone asks you to serve drinks instead?
- How embarrassing it would be! - Prithvi, do you want me to leave?
- Or you'll stop? - Okay, I'll stop.
[scoffs]
Don't worry. I won't let him lose his job.
I'll talk to Manchanda and… [sharp exhale]
make sure he gets to keep this job.
Can I share one last joke?
[dramatic music swells]
There was once a big doctor in a small town.
He hid something from everyone,
a hole in his heart.
And they diagnosed its root cause, his arrogance.
His superiority complex.
It was others who always seemed ill to him,
whether it was his friend,
a doctor who worked with him,
or an ordinary MR.
But when an ordinary MR brushed off
and disregarded his wishes,
it hurt his heart.
Drop by drop, all his insecurities came pouring out for all to see.
And that day, people found out
that he was not a doctor,
but a patient.
That's the joke?
Didn't make me laugh.
Because the joke never laughs at itself.
We laugh at the joke.
[dramatic music fades]
- [phone buzzing] - [exhale]
Your family's been calling you.
Talk to them. They must be worried.
- Papa wanted to get a joint loan with me… - [phone buzzing continues]
thinking his son earns a living.
I wonder why I earn money.
To pay rent here?
To have fun?
Don't feel guilty.
You are a good man.
I can see that. Why won't your family see it?
Who is a good man?
No, I just wonder.
Do good men really exist?
Or…
Or are we only pretending to be good?
[phone rings]
It's your brother. Answer it.
[deep exhale]
What is it, Aman?
[slurps, then gulps]
[both chuckle faintly]
[awkward silence]
How's your tooth now, Aman?
Yes, it's great.
- You're a good doctor. - Really?
So dentists are doctors now?
Sorry, I apologize for that day.
It takes me a while to trust people.
[Santosh] You know what?
Annu had removed his first tooth.
- Come on, Papa! - [Santosh chuckles]
He was around eight to nine years old.
They got into a fight.
Annu elbowed him in the left cheek,
and a tooth came out. [chuckles]
Papa!
They used to fight a lot! [chuckles]
How many siblings do you have?
I don't have any. It's just Papa and me.
- I see. - Oh.
Come on!
He'll be up on the roof.
- Hmm. - [chuckles]
[clears throat]
Anand, what happened at the camp today…
I'm sorry for Prithvi's behavior.
It wasn't that bad.
The doctor got a complex.
Not complex.
He's an insecure idiot.
Alliteration?
Anupras?
I let you down today.
Prithvi humiliated you, and I didn't say anything.
I'm really sorry.
Please don't take it to heart.
I would never take it to heart.
Annu…
I hope we're still friends.
We're not friends, Priti.
Do you know why the doctor has a problem with me?
Because he also knows…
what my friend Negi knows,
Shashi Ranjan knows, and also, my brother.
What?
That I don't just want to be friends with you.
I have hopes beyond it.
All my life, I have always had people.
I always got so much love.
So I have high self-esteem.
Thinking that I am an ordinary MR and you are a doctor,
I kept calling this a friendship. But I can't anymore.
You always use simple words.
Why are you talking in circles now? Just be out with it.
What do you want?
Just be clear.
What? You want me to draw you a diagram of my heart?
I'll still make it like this. That's who I am.
I know there's a difference between pride and delusion.
I know that doctor--
He's a petty man, but he's not wrong.
Why hold on to unrealistic dreams?
You have a poetic style of calling off a friendship.
I never told you this, but…
Prithvi's parents and my dad…
they're hoping we'll eventually marry.
I also thought that.
But not anymore.
He doesn't respect me.
I knew that already, but…
I believed that as time passed,
as we grow old,
he would evolve. I would evolve.
Not anymore, though.
I'll definitely get another clinic.
And…
maybe…
Maybe?
Maybe…
Perhaps…
Maybe, perhaps… I get it, you got a good vocabulary,
- but get to it. - Nothing.
[stutters] I-- I have to change a lot of things.
- Like? - I'm thinking.
You're talking in circles now. Just say it.
I said, I'm thinking. Don't-- Don't put me under pressure.
- I'm putting you under pressure? - Of course.
- I'm putting you under pressure? - Yes-- [stutters]
You're putting her under pressure. I agree with her.
How long have you been sitting here?
You pulled the cot, and I moved the stool.
Priti, you go away from here. I have to settle the mess down there.
Hey, what happened down there?
Hey--
- [Shalini chuckles] - [soft chuckle]
He is a good boy.
He used to smoke, but now he doesn't even touch cigarettes.
Is your car parked in front of my house?
Yes, I'm just leaving.
[Shalini] On your way out,
tell Annu's mom that
Bittu's mom is calling her to the terrace.
Hmm.
[chuckles]
They make a good pair.
Look, I know you're expecting…
an explanation from me.
- Look-- - [Priti] Aunty.
Bittu's mom is calling you upstairs.
Hmm.
I'll get going.
Look, I didn't want you to find out this way.
That Negi and I rented an apartment together…
I didn't get a chance to tell you before.
Somewhere deep down, I knew I was doing something wrong.
I began to like being away from you all.
I've kind of gotten used to it.
Having my way,
the AC, and that big terrace.
Kept thinking only about myself.
Neither thought about you, nor about finances.
But Papa, that day
when you mentioned getting a joint loan…
it really shocked me.
I thought, "Annu Mishra, why didn't you think of this?"
That day, I realized…
your decision was for all of us,
while I only thought of myself.
What is it, son?
You're talking as if
you've committed some crime.
You used your money as you liked.
What's the harm in that?
Yes.
So you're not upset?
Oh, we're very upset!
You've been living in that apartment all this time,
and you never even took me to see the terrace!
- [Aman chuckles] - [Santosh] Right?
Are meals taken care of there?
Everything's available!
Just ask what's missing!
- I had one more thing to share with you. - [Santosh] What?
I'm leaving that apartment.
What?
And Papa,
I won't be able to help you with the joint loan after all.
Papa, I don't want to do this job.
[softly] Why?
Alright then, don't do it.
Just quit, son.
What's there to be worried about?
No… no!
This job…
Papa, this word "job."
I don't want to do a job anymore.
[Shanti] So what will you do then?
I haven't really thought about it yet.
I haven't made any plans.
But I'll figure something out.
I'm done working for someone else just for a monthly salary.
I'll become a stockist.
I don't know much about it yet, but I'll learn.
Learning takes time. I might even fail.
And all I could give you is a trip to Goa.
But if I succeed, Papa,
I'll break free from the salary grind.
But if you do your own work,
it'll cost money.
Annu is not alone, Mummy!
I am somewhat capable, too.
I'll support my brother,
of course!
Papa, my bad luck is that…
at the age when I should be supporting you,
I'm the one asking for your support.
Didn't you think about our age?
At this age, you'll give us so much pain?
- Sorry. - [Santosh] Think.
Think about how the parents must be feeling,
seeing their young child
so nervous to speak his heart, as if they weren't his parents,
but his bosses.
And if you're your own boss,
then you'll spend more time at home, too.
Aman now lives in another city,
and we hardly see you because of your job.
I don't know, man…
I just feel inferior.
I was never able to tell my father that I didn't want to do a job.
That I want to do something else.
Son, don't make this mistake.
- Take this risk, - [Annu sniffles]
and take it now!
I'm still alive, son.
I don't want that a few years from now,
along with your son,
you'd also have to run around taking a joint loan.
Okay?
That said,
as an intellectual of this house,
I want to share one piece of advice too.
Papa, those…
home loan papers,
don't submit them.
The money might be
useful for my brother's work. Right?
[Annu] Come here…
My dear boy.
What a wonderful thing you've said!
Right? Shanti?
I'll tell the boss no.
Let him cancel the house.
We don't want the house.
And the FD I have?
[sniffles] It's all yours.
Spend it as you wish.
There's no need for that either.
I've kept something from you, too.
[softly] Did Mummy tell you something?
[metal creaks]
- I'm selling my mother's house. - What?
This is the token check.
Once it's sold, we'll get the rest.
I was selling it because…
the home loan was a burden on you all.
- Oh… - Mummy…
Shanti, why…
didn't you tell me such a big thing?
Annu.
- Use all this money. - [Annu] Mummy…
I'm not worried if it's all gone.
I'll always feel that…
if only I had done more.
My heart isn't with a house. It's with you three.
Mummy…
Keep this token in your own hands.
Let me tell you something.
This is where I was born,
where my childhood was spent.
And now if someone tells me, "Sell it. We need it."
Will I sell it?
- No way! - [soft chuckle]
Your childhood was spent at Grandmother's house,
and your memories are tied there.
Don't sell it just because we might need the money.
Sell it only…
when you truly want to, Mummy.
- [clicks tongue] - Okay?
None of you cares about what I want.
Seriously, Papa?
I've been here all this time, just to give a surprise.
- Huh? - So, what shock are you going to give now?
[chuckles]
Look at this!
Amazing, Papa!
New name plate.
What a thing!
Looks amazing, doesn't it?
- Hmm. - Looks great, Papa.
- Hmm. - Don't hold back your compliments!
- No, no, it's great. Really great! - Right!
- Look at this! - Tell them the names as well.
I've got all four of our names written down.
- "Santosh, Shanti, Anand, Aman." - [Annu] Hmm.
Papa, why did you put my name at the end?
Because I'm the youngest?
You came last, so your name takes the last spot too.
- Exactly! - [chuckles]
[Shalini] Annu's Mom?
Go.
Go on, bury your friend--
- I mean, bury the past. - [suppressed laugh]
- Go now. - So funny, Papa.
- I'll be right back. - Okay.
- Papa, show it to me. - Hmm.
These days, I'm sure people at your house must be talking badly about me.
They used to,
but not anymore.
Annu's Mom,
which political party do you think is the worst?
Exactly!
Bashing a political party isn't half as fun
as talking about your neighbor, right?
Bittu's Mom, I'll cook dinner and come.
Annu's Mom…
I made a mistake.
I got tangled in big words…
and never really understood what feminism meant.
Vani explained it to me clearly.
You don't need to belittle someone to appear strong.
Kids these days are so sensible…
and brave.
They aren't afraid to ask questions.
Thinking about how we were at their age. It makes me laugh.
[chuckles]
You are right.
But you've always been sensible.
You still are.
Bittu's dad always says
you're so wise.
Forget my mistakes…
and let go of the bitterness in your heart.
I've let it go, Bittu's Mom.
And I'll forget it completely
when I get you a new phone
for your Mahila Mandal group to replace the one I broke.
There's no need for that now.
Why?
You don't know?
What?
For Sakhi Shalini Mahila Mandal's membership,
- a few women came from the Dandiya Market. - Okay.
Bittu's mom insisted
she wouldn't select anyone without an interview.
With that rude attitude, she asked some really ridiculous questions.
- [laughs] - Yes!
The women from the Dandiya Market lost their temper.
- Then? - She didn't do a background check on them.
Among them, one was a lawyer
- and another a former councilor. - Then?
They opened a new Mahila Mandal in competition with them.
- Very well done! - [Annu] Yes!
- Under what name? - Sukhi Saheli Mahila Mandal!
Now tell me,
how can anyone even compare Sakhi Shalini Mahila Mandal
to Sukhi Saheli?
Those women played politics with me
and made a huge fuss over such a small matter.
Small matter? What do you mean?
The women who have put a leash on Bittu's mom
- turned her into an ostrich. - [chuckles]
- The government took action against her. - Really?
It was discovered that her organization wasn't even registered.
- [Santosh] No way! - It was illegal.
Is it illegal to speak up for women's rights?
I may not have said everything perfectly,
but I did ask some important questions.
She even had to let go of the maid she had hired just to show off to our mom.
Bittu has been moved to a cheap government school,
- Oh, no! - and now she goes around the neighborhood
borrowing sugar and other things.
- [Aman] Nice one! - [chuckles]
Do a good deed and forget about it. I thought that was the right thing to do.
I'll only do what I've seen.
I'm your neighbor,
and you've always done the same good deeds, too.
Hmm.
- [Shalini] So just do it one more time. - What?
Could you lend a little dalchini?
- Lentils or sugar? - Both.
- [both chuckle] - [tender music plays]
[narrator] There isn't a corner in this house
where my chair isn't placed.
But even in this house, there's one special spot,
my absolute favorite.
Now I'm not found there anymore.
But if there's any place in this house
- that feels like mine, - [inaudible]
it's that spot.
My permanent address.
Just like you all have.
You may change homes many times in life,
sometimes a country, sometimes a city.
Different addresses will appear on different documents.
But when you close your eyes,
the home, the neighborhood,
the city,
the country that comes to mind first
is your permanent address.
If not today, then tomorrow this courtyard will become empty.
Maybe they will move away somewhere.
But the permanent address of their memories will remain here.
534, Mishra Niwas.
[tender music fades]
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