- No, my friend. - Get going!
Get lost!
[tense music plays]
What do I do now?
The sun will set very soon,
and I have to attend the dinner.
Let me search for another blacksmith.
Excuse me!
My friend!
Can you please fix this shield?
[adventurous music playing]
- [snapping fingers] - [thunder rumbling]
It's thundering, even though there are no clouds. This is ominous.
[thunder rumbling]
[adventurous music playing]
[wind whooshing]
Can you hear me, my friend?
I can see and hear clearly.
You seem to be unlucky for me. Everything is ruined.
Go away and don't come here again.
You ruined it all. Now, I'll have to start over.
Go away!
[poignant vocalising]
'Ayodhya'
Mother, forget about it. Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill?
I'm not making a mountain of a molehill.
I want my Bharata
to achieve name and fame.
He'll be reduced to nothing if he stays with Rama.
Am I wrong to wish a comfortable and happy life
for my Bharata?
Wrong thinking
automatically corrupts our dreams.
Mother, how long will you drive a wedge between Bharata and Rama?
It has been years.
You should open your eyes, now at least.
I've never treated them any differently.
Then why do you think this way?
Why, Mother?
Why do you treat them as rivals?
Why do you see both of them differently?
That's because I have a pair of eyes.
I use one eye to see the point of view of others.
And my second eye helps me put things into perspective.
But you're blinded by your love for Rama!
Your son Bharata is making the same mistake.
I can't stay here even for a moment.
I'm leaving.
I'm leaving for good.
- Mother... '- Grandmother Manthara!'
[suspenseful music playing]
[intriguing music plays]
Now I understand, Bharata.
When I
asked you about the chariot earlier,
you remained silent.
You knew
that Grandmother Manthara would leave in that chariot.
Then why didn't you tell me?
Forgive me, Rama. I...
Bharata, don't apologise to me.
You should apologise to Grandmother Manthara.
[dramatic music playing]
[title music playing]
[title song playing]
[title song continues playing]
[gloomy music playing]
Bharata, you should apologise to my Mother Kaikeyi.
Look, you've caused her immense pain.
[dramatic music playing]
Rama, you know I'd never disobey your command,
but you're unaware
that the person you regard as your grandmother
badmouths you behind your back.
Rama, when I...
Bharata, I don't want to hear that.
Regardless of the reason, we can't forget
the decorum and values
we've been taught by our family and gurus.
We should respect the elders
unconditionally.
Bharata, we two are still children.
Many times, we don't understand the deeper meaning of her words.
We're unaware of her great plans for us.
But, Bharata, that doesn't mean
we insult her.
Grandmother Manthara, you can't leave Ayodhya.
You have the right to Ayodhya
just like
Bharata and me.
You left Kekeya behind
and accompanied my mother to Ayodhya to take care of her.
The day Ayodhya accepted Mother Kaikeyi
was the same day it accepted you as well.
Grandmother Manthara, you may punish me.
I'll atone for Bharata's mistake.
No, Rama. Let her go!
She's like a poison that will weaken the roots of Ayodhya.
- Bharata, she's your grandmother... - Bharata,
if mere words
could weaken the roots of Ayodhya,
then it would mean that Ayodhya
was never truly strong.
Rama, you're pure-hearted, and you fail to see her wickedness.
She wants only my happiness, comfort,
and progress. That's it!
Bharata, what's wrong with it?
We should be happy about it.
People in this world are so self-centred
that they care only about themselves, but you have someone
who loves you selflessly.
She doesn't care about herself, but about you.
She worries about your happiness.
She's even ready to endure punishment for you.
But, Rama, you always say
that family members should support and care
for each other.
Rama, she is evil-minded.
She doesn't have the right to stay here.
- Bharata, she's like your grandmother... - No, Mother.
[melancholic music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
[poignant vocalising]
[suspenseful music playing]
It's already evening.
People are headed home.
I must think of an idea.
[poignant vocalising]
Blacksmith! Please wait!
[dramatic music playing]
[poignant vocalising]
[thunder cracking]
O, Mahadeva,
he was the last blacksmith,
but even he shut down his shop and went home.
What do I do? How do I get my deity's shield repaired on time?
[tense music plays]
Hanuman, your plan won't succeed,
because I, Devraj, will never let it.
Neither will your shield be repaired,
nor will you ever meet your deity, Shri Rama.
So, you may use all your power
and brain,
but it will be useless.
I'll witness all your efforts
and hopes fail
firsthand.
[sitar playing]
Bharata, how was this tune?
It was mesmerising, Rama, but...
[sitar playing]
[sitar continues playing]
Bharata, how about this tune?
It was out of tune.
[intriguing music plays]
When all the strings played different tunes,
it sounded melodious,
but when they played the same tune,
it sounded out of tune. Right, Bharata?
Similarly, if everyone thinks alike,
how will you learn, Bharata?
How will you progress?
Grandmother Manthara's thinking or 'tune' is different,
but she still deserves respect.
So, I value Grandmother Manthara
as much as I value my mothers.
[intriguing music plays]
[poignant music playing]
My friend, please help me.
I should meet Shri Rama to bring my mother back.
I want to ask him
why my mother hasn't returned yet.
I want him to help me bring my mother back.
This is unfortunate.
Earlier, my arrogance was a deterrent,
but now both my arrogance
and this shield are broken.
How do I get it repaired?
I vowed
not to use my divine powers to meet my deity.
What should I do now? How do I meet my deity?
How will I search for my mother?
'Hanuman, there's no way out now!'
This voice seems familiar.
[Sanskrit mantra chanting]
[Sanskrit mantra chanting continues]
Lord Indra!
Greetings, Lord Indra.
Hanuman, your efforts will achieve nothing
because your mother will never return from the Malaya Mountains.
So, it would be better if you
stopped dreaming of your mother's return.
By the way, the truth is
your mother
has left your life for good!
You must accept this fact
and return to Kishkindha.
'No. I shouldn't be angry.'
Impossible!
I've come to Ayodhya to bring my mother back.
Since my deity assured me of my mother's return, she will return.
Unless I ask Shri Rama how to bring my mother back,
I won't return to Kishkindha!
Grandmother Manthara,
I know you did everything
out of love for Bharata.
But you shouldn't worry about Bharata,
as long as I'm with him.
I promise you,
the day I feel
that my Bharata is being treated unfairly
and I can improve his life,
I'll renounce all my comforts
for his happiness immediately!
[dramatic music playing]
I can leave Ayodhya
for his comfort!
Rama!
[thunder cracking]
[intense music plays]
Let me remind you that I'm neither angry with you
nor arrogant in my devotion.
It's a big day for me today.
I've been invited to dinner by Shri Rama.
I'll give him this gift
and ask him how to bring my mother back.
Lord Indra, I plead with you
to help me repair this shield.
[chortling]
Hanuman, I'll definitely help you
but you must
fulfil a condition.
You should accept
that you've been defeated by me,
and that your journey is pointless.
And that all your efforts
were solely to bring your mother back,
not to meet your deity, Shri Rama.
You must also accept
that your devotion
is a pretence.
I'll
fix this shield for you.
Then you can take this
to your deity, Shri Rama.
Think it over.
[tense music plays]
Please accept that you've lost to me, Devraj Indra.
Anyway, you're left with no option.
Once you let go of your pretence,
all your problems will be solved.
You want to prove that my devotion is an act.
Declaring war against you
to change your thinking
is also a kind of arrogance.
Lakshmana and I believe
that I'm no longer arrogant.
Well done, Hanuman. Bravo!
Now that your arrogance is shattered,
you must admit
that your devotion was fake
and that you've lost!
[adventurous music playing]
'I won't cross the line'
'since I promised you all that I won't help Hanuman!'
- Sure, Lord Indra. - Hmm.
I...
"Om! Lord Agni, accept the offering."
[Sanskrit mantra chanting]
[poignant music playing]
Lord Agni!
[thunder breaking]
'Hanuman has passed all your tests'
'and proved his devotion to Rama.'
'He even renounced his arrogance,'
'but I can see'
'that yours is still intact.'
'Just wait for my next test'
'and you'll see'
'that Hanuman will prove himself'
'that his devotion is a pretence.'
'Arrogance doesn't suit you.'
'So, I plead with you'
'to let go of your anger and arrogance.'
'More than Hanuman,'
'it's crucial that you overcome your arrogance.'
'Wake up and see the truth.'
'Don't stand as a hurdle to the union of a deity and his devotee.'
'I'm afraid'
'that the union of Rama and Hanuman'
'might tarnish your reputation forever!'
'Enough, Lord Agni!'
[thunder rumbling]
[sweeping music playing]
[exhilarating music playing]
[music fades out]
"I'll attend the dinner hosted by Shri Rama!"
"I'll gift him a shield!"
Excuse me, Grandfather.
I'm sorry!
You've come at the right time. Can you fix my shield?
[coughing]
Are you all right?
[panting]
Son, old age
is painful.
I'll repair this shield.
Please, just guide me.
I hope you can do that.
Will you be able to repair it?
I'll take Shri Rama's name and begin his work.
I'm confident that nothing can go wrong.
You know, his very name acts as a mantra.
Uncle Jatayu told me so.
'His name, in itself, is a mantra.'
'The mantra is...'
'"Rama!"'
Fine.
Please begin.
Wonderful.
Hanuman's pure intentions and right thinking
have turned his enemy into a friend!
This is the power of devotion!