Shri Rama!
My dear!
Is it already dawn?
If you want to eat, I'll cook something for you.
Uh-uh. It's not the time to cook food.
It's time to eat, my dear.
Your deity, Rama,
sent you a plateful of food.
"Shri Rama?"
- Did he send food for me? - Yes.
Impossible.
I don't agree. You're joking.
'How are you, my friend? Where is your Shri Rama?'
'Look. I found delicious vegetables.'
You're joking with me, right?
Brother Bhola, I know your ploys.
How do I convince you?
Hmm! Hold on. You'll be convinced right away.
[dramatic music playing]
Look.
Delicious food.
'Laddu', 'halva',
puri, 'bhaji', and 'kheer'!
Look.
Do you believe me now?
No. I can't believe this was sent by Shri Rama.
Fine. As you wish.
You may eat the food or you may not. How do I care?
I'm not hungry. You are.
But, my dear, before you refuse,
please see the plate properly.
It's a plateful of delicacies.
It could only have been sent from your Rama's palace.
It couldn't have been prepared anywhere else.
Please smell it once.
Is it true?
Yes, it's true.
The royal soldiers told me.
Additionally,
not only was this food sent from the Ayodhya palace,
but interestingly,
it was set aside from your deity Rama's own plate.
Your Rama sent you this offering.
[joyful music playing]
Was it really sent by my deity?
Look at my friends.
He told me in front of them. Tell him, my friends!
What did the soldiers say?
Did this food come from the palace?
Uh, yes, Maha...
I mean, yes, gentleman.
The soldiers said that.
[mellow music playing]
Didn't I tell you?
My dear, please eat now at least.
My deity's offering.
Shri Rama's blessing.
How could this happen?
Brother Bhola, this is the most beautiful night of my life.
Yes, my dear.
But first, eat the food.
You may thank your deity later.
[mellow music playing]
Hail Shri Rama!
[devotional song playing]
Hail Shri Rama!
[devotional music playing]
[theme music playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song concludes]
[birds chirping]
[anklets chiming]
[ethereal music playing]
'Hanuman!'
[joyful music playing]
'Come on.'
'Come to me, son.'
'Mother!'
'Mother, are you back?'
'My mother is back.'
[joyful music playing]
[groaning] Mother!
Mother. Where is my mother?
[screaming]
There's a function in Ayodhya. All my fruits will be sold quickly.
Hey! Be careful!
Hey! [screaming]
Is he a deceptive boy? Run!
My goodness! You spilled all my milk!
[comical music playing]
- My milk! - My flowers!
My fruits!
"Om! I bow down to Lord Sun."
[handbell ringing]
[intriguing music plays]
What happened, Rama?
What made you smile suddenly?
Lakshmana, I had a feeling
that something auspicious had happened somewhere.
[ethereal music playing]
[musical instruments playing]
Mother!
[sweeping music playing]
Hey, vanara! Why are you here?
Go away!
Come on, move over.
What's the matter?
Did I make a mistake?
"Mistake?" You'll be punished.
- "Punishment?" - Please wait.
Everyone must follow decorum in Ayodhya.
He is a child.
Let go of him.
[mellow music playing]
'Where did that insolent vanara go?'
He was causing mischief on the road as if it were a garden.
Where is he hiding after causing losses to us?
There he is.
- [conch shell playing] - ['damaru' playing]
- Greetings, Your Highness! - Greetings, Your Highness!
Although their lips are moving,
I can't hear them.
[screaming]
Are my ears hurt?
What happened?
Why are you after this boy?
Your Highness, he spilled all my milk.
He shredded my garlands.
He littered my fruits.
- This mischievous kid... - This mischievous kid...
- has caused us a loss. - He caused us a loss.
What do we do, Your Highness?
I'll go back home empty-handed today.
All my goods have been destroyed.
O, Mahadeva.
Did my head injury adversely affect my ears?
Why can't I hear anything?
Please be quiet.
He is a child
and seems a bit mischievous.
It was a mistake.
Please forgive him.
Your loss will be reimbursed by the royal treasury.
Soldiers, please reimburse their loss immediately.
Do you understand?
"O, Bhole, please remove my fear and protect me."
May God maintain your glory for ages.
I've regained my hearing power.
I can hear everything properly now.
Yay! I can hear again.
[vocalising]
Now I'm safe.
But why did this happen to me?
Son,
what happened?
You tumbled down the hill.
Are you hurt?
Let me check.
Come and sit.
[vocalising]
Mother, I'm not hurt.
Even if I were, it must have healed with your touch.
Hmm. You're brave.
All right.
What is your name?
And why are you here?
Mother, I...
May I call you "Mother"?
Yes, of course.
[mellow music playing]
Now that you're my mother,
I can tell you everything!
Mother, my name is Hanuman
and I'm from Kishkindha.
[intriguing music plays]
I'm in deep trouble.
My mother... [stammering]
'I renounced everything for your sake,'
'and today,'
'I'm letting go of you for your own good.'
[poignant vocalising]
Son,
what happened to your mother?
Mother, my mother
has been distanced from me.
I've come
to Ayodhya to find a way to bring her back.
But, Mother, please don't worry.
Now that I'm in Ayodhya,
I can search for my mother.
You've helped me so much.
Thank you, Mother.
If I'm your mother,
why are you thanking me? Hmm?
My mother has taught me
to thank anyone
who helps me.
Son, please tell me.
How can I help you meet
your mother?
No, Mother.
You've helped me enough.
Please don't worry, Mother.
I've found an elder brother.
He'll help me.
Look over there. He is Brother Bhola.
He promised to help me.
All right, son. Please take care of yourself.
I'll pray to Mahadeva for you.
I shall take my leave.
[dreamy music plays]
Shall I say something?
Yes, Mother.
When you called me,
I felt my son had called out to me.
[intriguing music plays]
Hmm.
Any mother would feel touched
if someone calls her "mother".
Even I saw my mother's reflection in you.
Maybe I was your son's brother in a previous life?
Or maybe I was your son.
If I call someone "Mother" wholeheartedly,
a mother would definitely like it.
[mellow music playing]
You talk so sweetly.
Have you eaten something?
Or are you causing a ruckus in Ayodhya on an empty stomach?
Here is Mahadeva's offering.
I take it for my son every day,
and you're like my son,
so you may eat it today.
[happy music playing]
Amazing.
It's rightly said
that every mother is the same.
She understands her son's wish
and his hunger even if he doesn't tell her.
[joyful music playing]
It was delicious.
Mother, if you need help,
please don't hesitate to call for me.
If you call for me lovingly, I'll come.
[grinning]
Sure, son.
May Mahadeva help you
meet your mother as soon as possible.
[suspenseful music playing]
May you have a long life.
[mellow vocalising]
I shall take my leave.
[mellow music playing]
"Mother."
Brother Bhola!
Brother Bhola.
Where did he go?
He was present here just a while ago.
Where could he have gone?
Oh! There's a royal function in Ayodhya today.
He must be preparing for the same.
I'll quickly get ready and meet Brother Bhola.
It's time to meet Shri Rama!
Yay!
[celebratory music playing]