Kishmish (2022) Movie Script

1
(elevator bell dings)
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
We'd like to thank Isabella Lopez
for this Spanish translataion
and the man behind all of this,
Mr Krishanu Chatterjee.
The creator of 'El Dacoit Peligroso'.
You can now take autographs
from the writer.
Thank you for coming.
We all love you, Sir!
'If everyone was perfect,
pencils wouldn't have erasers.'
Thank you.
(alarm ringing)
(grunting)
Your attention please. This is
the final call for the passengers.
(airport chatter)
(alarm keeps ringing)
This is the last call
for Mr Krishanu Chatterjee.
Flight QR647 for Doha.
Still in the hotel?
Isn't your flight at 6:25?
Oops!
(elevator bell dings)
Excuse me! Uh, just a sec.
Uh, flight to Doha?
Sorry, Sir... It's departed.
(fateful music)
'It's not my fault
that the flight left without me.
This is an ailment that's been
pestering me since it was born.
Lethargy. As a result of which,
life didn't turn out how it could've.
There are two kinds of people
in this world. One kind;
who don't get opportunities,
they create it.
Another kind; opportunity
seduces them all over.
Yet all they do is sit back
and watch it dance.
They don't make use of the opportunity.
I am the second kind.
Surely you have
figured that out by now.'
Because my new Bengali comic book
was translated to Spanish,
I am here. But...
today I must reach Kolkata.
Why? Hmm? Be patient now!
You'll find out.
But as a punishment
for missing the 6:25 flight,
I shall have to spend 6 hours
25 minutes at Barca airport.
So, I am thinking...
I'll pen down the biggest comic book
of my life during this time.
I am a Bengali boy.
My parents named me...
Oops, sorry.
My dad named me Krishanu Chatterjee.
And Ma calls me Tintin.
'A RAISIN'
My Baba (dad), Gobindo Chatterjee.
Popularly known as Goblu da
in our neighbourhood.
Age: 55. Residing in Kalighat area
for three generations now. But,
is still an East Bengali in his heart.
(sings) Some hot fish curry
And freshly boiled rice!
That's what cheers a Bong--
What are you doing!
Walk faster!
Taking a stroll in a garden!
-Sure, Sir.
-Shut up! "Sure sir"?
You fall weak as you eat only veggies.
Eat some spicy fish
and meat curry for strength!
-Sure, Sir.
-Damn, Sure, Sir?
Stop grinning with your teeth out!
That reminds me of my sweet tooth!
My son's results are coming out
tomorrow. Have to get sweets.
I've to--
-Goblu da!
Coming from the fish market?
-No, I went to collect tax!
Moni, there's a limit to small talk!
And, how's the collection
for 'Sitala Puja' coming?
Aha! Feeding
on local fags an liquor all year.
And just before the 'puja'
you can afford all the costly stuff.
Ah, listen.
-Yes?
My son's result is coming out tomorrow.
I must treat you with sweets!
-Of course!
Come on, let's talk the walk.
Hey you, come along!
Sure, Sir.
My Ma (mother).
Pubali Sen Chatterjee.
'Sen' comes from her maiden name.
Baba fondly calls her 'Pubu'.
Ma doesn't like it. But bears with it.
I hear she was a meritorious student.
And quite hot too.
Today, a dutyful housewife.
Her days of youth are long lost,
tending to a son and husband.
Ma worships Tagore, Baba worships Rafi.
Dad's from crass Kalighat.
Ma's from posh Bhowanipore.
Just like the localities,
they have many differences.
Just like 'Mohun Bagan' and 'East Bengal'.
Baba's life consists
of three things. 'Siti', Chidi,
and...
-(sings devotionally)
Mother Goddess, bless my home
Lighten the lamp of my fate
Tea.
How can you put incense
and garland to a living person?
Weird!
You too have your poet God
you worship! What's that stuff?
That reminds me. Been ages
you made stuffed pointed gourds.
Cook it one day, please?
-Total embarrassment!
My English wife!
Hickory-Dickory Dock!
The difference
between natives and refugees!
Got it, Tutun da?
She's all gaga about prawns!
Prawns are no fish, they're insects!
Eating those will infest your system!
Score will be 3:0!
Whether they love
or just tolelate each other,
no idea. But I know that
marriage, love, commitment...
Dangerous territory!
Malati di? Call him for dinner.
Okay.
But these differences
have never disturbed me.
It's just that I was raised differently.
Tintin, dinner is ready.
(news on TV)
(snorring lightly)
(lizard calls)
Puntuality, discipline, oraganization.
These three words
don't exist in my dictionary.
I can't tell you why though.
My life is all about drawing
cartoons, writing, music,
specially comic books.
Stanley to Narayan Debnath.
They are my life.
But... only in...
bed. Hmm.
(peppy theme music)
Ma...
Oh Ma!
Ma...
Malati Di? Malati di!
-Coming!
Yes.
-Charge.
-Always pestering me!
Anything else?
-Water.
Here.
-Love you, Malati.
-Hmph!
Tintin! I'll skin you alive!
-Tintin!
-What happened?
Come here right away!
Nothing, you get going!
Hey you!
Have you gone deaf?
Will you come out or not?
Wayward monkey!
Just you come! Damn cartoon!
Why haven't you bathed?
Standing here, yelling.
-It's called "taking a shower".
-No, it's bathing.
You!
Ah, here you are!
Come, stop peeping, come in!
Hello My Lord! Aren't your
results coming out today?
What did you think?
-Baba! Please! Baba!
-What are you doing! Hey!
-Ma!
What is it!?
What a shame!
-What?
Tintin?
-Ah, Tintin!
Named him as if he were a joker,
now he'd turned into one!
You are my son! How'd you
turn out to be a good for nothing?
Named you Krishanu,
as you were born the day
he scored a left leg goal.
And you scored a zero!
-Tintin!
You failed?
Am I talking in Hebrew then?
You see, Ma, I don't like studying.
I want to do... something different.
I want to draw, I want to write.
I want to do so many things.
But you need a basic degree, son.
-Yes, a third degree beating!
-Shut up!
Not shut up! It's all your fault!
Baba, that will be 'I won't shut up'.
-Just you--
-Right, it's all my fault.
All of it.
It's all my responsibility and my failure.
-Uh... damn!
-My failure!
-Ma...
-You dare not touch me!
Just move!
-Ma, please--
-I said go away, Tintin!
Please, Ma. I hate studying.
Can you--
-Stop showing off your English!
Huh? So you went to
an English language school.
Yet you're a dumb idiot! Should've
put you in a shoddy school.
Will you please stop?
I'm going nuts here
and he's continuing to jabber!
-Listen to me, Ma.
-What'll you do now, Tintin?
What?
-Me?
I want to study art.
There is a special course.
I've done my research.
And then what?
Paint graffiti on the streets?
-Goblu da!
-Yes, talk to her.
Madam, your aunt in law has called.
Fine, shove it up my bum!
My blood pressure is shooting up!
-Off you go! Go!
-Okay...
-You brought sweets?!
-Ma, please.
I will fix everything, Ma.
-Chuck it, Tintin.
Let me tell you this, Pubu.
My decision will be the final one!
I'm going to bathe.
Native woman and her useless son.
(phone ringing)
Tsk!
-Yes, Baba.
-Still the same, are you?
-Please manage!
-How can I manage?
Just six hours.
I'll text when I board the flight.
-Fine, have a safe flight.
-Yes, love you Baba.
Okay.
I don't how important it is to pass.
But failing? Very important.
Baba used his connections to put
me in a college at Darjeeling.
(scoffs) Directly in 3rd year.
Love you, Ma.
-Love you, son.
Call me once you reach, okay?
-Hmm.
Hmm?
Take it.
Strike a goal this time!
The first one to go out for studies
in our family. Though you failed.
Yes! Take care!
-What is it?
-What?
You won't understand.
I am his father after all.
A filmy family. Like I told you.
Such weird relatioships...
Fake or real... I don't know.
Anyway, with eyes full
of hope, dreams and love--
No, lets talk about love later.
I took my dreams and set out.
Now my story travels
to a college in the hills.
I've studied in a college before.
I felt like a complete Failu da!
Not the Bengali sleuth.
'Fail'u da!
-Oops, sorry, Sir!
-Hey, but no, I am not...
I'm not Sir.
A smartass cow-head No smile, acting dead
Crack a joke, they say
''Want me to laugh? No way!''
Bro, please let me go, I can't!
-Come now, continue!
Thirty five, thirty six.
(class chatter)
I wake up hoping everyday,
I will be a good boy.
Attention!
Won't look at girls.
will only focus on studies
All sisters are your sisters!
Our only hope is in our own hand!
Hey, the professor is here!
Good morning, Sir!
-Good morning, Sir!
-Oh no!
I am not your teacher.
I am a student. Of 3rd year.
-3rd year?
-Yes!
-What's he saying, bro!
-It's like the film 'Main Hoon Na'!
(all giggling)
-Hey, back to work, come on!
I joined in the 3rd year,
but still was ragged.
I felt a bit bad.
But I accepted it.
I couldn't concentrate on studies.
Lost in my own world.
-Krishanu!
-Huh? Sir!
Got yelled at by the teachers.
Finding a friend wasn't easy.
I felt alone in a crowd.
Loner.
I missed my parents a lot.
Felt angry.
But couldn't express it.
My room, my quilt, my colours
and pencils... I missed them.
Hey! This fellow!
What? Get out from here!
-So sorry, Sir!
Often, I'd roam alone.
And sit by myself.
I'd listen to music alone too.
Music, it's magical
how it connects people.
But I couldn't find anyone
to connect with.
-How is the college?
-College? Nice...
Good.
Just pass out quickly, Tintin.
And come back home.
Why don't you all understand me?
I want to do something different
(whispers) in my life.
I want to become a comic artist.
That's my career.
-Leave it, Ma.
-Don't be upset, son.
(drunken singing)
Whom are you talking to?
To our prince?
Hand me the phone.
Baba is drunk again?
We will talk later, okay?
Bye. Love you, son.
It got disconnected.
Or rather you disconnected it?
You're drunk again?
Slight!
-Bro.
-Hmm?
Can you play the uke?
Uh... yeah!
-Chitagni.
-Mukhagni.
-Ah.
-Go get it!
Sisters. Chitagni and Mukhagni.'
Had Chitagni not called me that day,
maybe it wouldn't turn out this way.
Rohini Sen. Silly. Boring. Studious.
Typical topper. And yeah,
the posh kind, like my mom!'
(dreamy music)
Believe me, none of this really happened.
'ME VS YOU'
Keep it low! (whispering)
Hi.
Hello.
-Can I ask you something?
-Hmm.
Where do you stay? Are you
a hostalite or a day scholar?
Why? Who are you?
Me? I am Tintin!
Directly got into 3rd year.
Okay.
Uh, why are you so weird?
The boring type? I mean...
what's the point of studying so much?
Excuse me, why
do you care? (speaks Bengali)
Oh my! She's Bengali!
-Are you nuts?
-Say this is Bengali?
One slap!
(giggling)
I thought you're something else.
-Hey fk off, man.
Thank you.
What!
Are you high or something?
Five seconds. Five, four, three, two...
Yay! (all cheering)
(all exclaim)
Let's get going, bro.
(rap music)
(college bell rings)
(tense music)
Punishment. I had never felt
so happy to be punished.
Three to four times a day!
What was wrong with us...
I mean she and me.
I never realized when Me VS you
became a Me VS me.
My cartoon drawing skills
came handy for the first time.
Didn't know if we could be
friends, but we got talking.
Who knew... one day we'd be...
Anyway.
Haven't been around the town yet.
Must be beautiful?
You really haven't been around?
You're really stupid.
Listen.
-Hmm?
-You drink, smoke up?
-No! Are you mad or what?
I've tried beer a few times.
-Okay.
-You?
-Hmm, occassionally.
-Hmm.
-By the way,
-Hmm?
Your Dp is cute.
(dreamy music)
'I wonder what to call you'
I was happy on my own Lost in my world
It's you who woke me up
I was so happy to think
There's a lot of time to sleep
You opened up the doors for me
I wonder what name to call you by
I have so much to say
But I can't find words
I wonder what name to call you by
I have so much to say
But I can't find words
You are all over my days
As time passes You're spreading everywhere
Your hues all over my time
Painting pictures on my window
You're a misty fresh wind
I found trapped in a room
What's the point of thinking?
What's happening is lovely!
Let it happen! Let it happen!
Peep into my mind
All naughty stuff going on!
And you are there All over
You touched me
And I was stumped for words!
What a lovely afternoon
I want to love you!
I wonder what name to call you by
I have so much to say Yet have no words
I wonder what name to call you by
I have so much to say Yet have no words
Come, let's fool around.
What?
Nothing.
Tell me?
We grew so close in such a little time.
-Hmm.
-Is this your first time?
-No.
-Um, what?
Oh it's nothing. Chill.
And you?
Me?
Condom?
Key...
That's it. We broke up.
You're such an idiot!
I love to sleep, Rohini.
No conversations nor arguments.
Only peace.
-So, an escapist.
-Uh...
-What else do you like?
Um... nothing.
Who are you lying to really?
Me or your mother?
That's my career. I try to understand
you, but you two never try.
Sorry, I heard your conversation.
But... cartoonist, right?
And good with the uke too.
You're a weird boy, you know.
But when I asked,
you said "I love sleeping".
Anything and everything to express.
Hmm.
Want to tell stories.
But no one understands me.
They all want 'Failu da' to pass.
And what if I make Failu da pass?
Promise me that you'll become
a cartoonist. Hmm?
No lethargy.
Promise?
Let's go.
Don't even try to get into the house.
Because my Baba
is Amrish Puri from 'DDLJ'.
But there's no chance he'll
give you his daughter in the end.
And can I say something?
-Hmm...
Your lethargy may stop you
from knowing me,
or expressing yourself.
But if you can, tell me about you.
I'll reciprocate.
-But why?
Goodnight, Tintin.
Goodnight.
(sighs)
Phew!
Baba says, good times don't last long.
True. How quickly
one year of college passed...
She was the best thing
that ever happened to me.
Though I didn't believe in love,
for the first time I realized
what love is.
Dangerous stuff!
(excited chatter)
(loud grungy music)
Where's Rohini?
-No idea, bro.
-Have you seen Rohini?
-No, bro.
Rohini... Where is she?
Hi!
-Hi...
-Oops!
You're here!
I've been looking for you.
I want to tell you something.
-Hmm.
Me too. What is it?
-Really? You tell me first.
You tell me.
Uh, see... You're a bit strange,
I mean weird, you know!
I mean... I like you.
I mean, I... Honestly, I...
From the core of my heart--
-So, you love me, right?
Huh...
What's with you boys?
You fall in love so easily!
You don't even know me well.
-Then I really want to know.
Rohini, I don't want to lose you.
Look, what happened in hostel...
-Hey!
You got serious just because
we slept together once?
Come on, basically
it was just a moment, man!
And love is... huge!
It's like a responsibility!
A moment?
Just a moment?
And such moments
are very frequent for you eh?
Do you love me at all?
-No.
You don't undersand love.
Rather, for boys like you
love is just a moment.
But, for me...
For me love is a commitment.
You know what, you're the typical kind.
Saw her, got her,
take her for granted kind.
-No, I am serious.
-Oh shut up!
You can't handle yourself,
how'll you handle a relationship?
Fine. So let's say you marry me.
How'll the house run?
Every thought about it?
(scoffs) Tintin, liking someone
and loving them are different.
You can love even without saying it.
Take care, Tintin.
Rohini...
i took after
Sanjay Dutt's sad life in 'Saajan'.
With a dash of SRK in 'Devdas'.
Add to it, a pinch
of Rupam's song from 'Fossils'.
I was alone. Not in a condition
to care for the world.
I never could know you
The way you've known yourself
Never could paint Rimless dreams with you
Even the burden seems lovely
Nights lit up by glittering stars
Come on, stop crying Stop crying, you
Maybe I couldn't express
I found myself, looking for you
I don't find comfort in sleep
Anymore, no more
I never could know you
The way you've known yourself
Never could paint Rimless dreams with you
That was the first time I realised
why broken hearts sink in alcohol.
I returned home, but my heart
was left there... with Rohini.
The more I try to evade
The deeper goes the wound
Relentless dreams Tinting my eyes
Even if you leave Don't bid me a farewell
The hurt of you losing you
Is freckling my veins
Don't bid me a farewell
I never could know you
The way you've known yourself
Never could paint Rimless dreams with you
Even the burden seems lovely
Nights lit up by glittering stars
Come on, stop crying Stop crying, you
Maybe I couldn't express
I found myself, looking for you
I don't find comfort in sleep
Anymore, no more
I never could know you
The way you've known yourself
Never could paint Rimless dreams with you
I never could...
-What is wrong, Pubu?
-What's wrong with what?
I mean... it's our son...
He seems sad.
He is not talking to anyone.
Hey, I'm saying something!
He's not meeting anyone.
Stays shut inside that room of his.
And secretly...
Secretly what?
Nothing...
Tintin, wait, we need to talk.
Ma, I'm not in the mood. Later.
Hey, why bad mood, son?
College is over, time you found a job.
Join your father's business
or find something else.
Hope you'll pass?
What is it, son? Tell us if there's
something in your heart?
My heart?
You have time for it?
Ever wanted to know what I want?
Ever heard me out?
Tell me what you want.
Peace!
I want peace!
Peace, something
that doesn't in this house!
I don't know what a relationship means!
What is love?
I still don't know!
And how would I know?
You never taught me!
Do you love me, Baba?
Do you love me?
Yes, I--
Forget me!
Do you love each others?
Do you?
Well, if you don't,
then why'd you get married?
-Tintin!
-That's it!
You yell at me.
All quiet. I shut up and leave!
No need to listen to me.
Just let me be.
I feel so lonely, Ma!
I feel like dying!
I want to die.
-Uh--
-Tintin! Leave me!
Tintin! Listen!
Tintin, we need to talk!
You can't walk out like this...
(soft music)
Baba, please. Leave me alone.
Cheers.
Baba...
-Take it.
I know you drink.
You're old enough. No hiding,
drink with your dad.
Look, son...
When kids grow up, they
become friends with their parents.
And when we get old,
you will be our guardian.
That's the rule.
Your childhood has been
very different from ours.
I didn't even know your mom
before marriage.
After marriage,
I came to know her gradually.
And I'm discovering her till today.
Women are very tough to fathom.
I didn't come here to disturb you.
I just have to tell you one thing.
Do as you please.
But do it with all your heart.
No need to score a goal.
But own the field!
Dad's there if you falter.
But son, do not talk about dying.
Who else is there for your old parents?
Baba...
You mother... loves you
and me both, a lot.
She sacrificed everything.
She accepted me
and you with all our flaws,
to keep this family together.
This is what you call love.
You can love even without saying it.
Sorry, Baba.
Silly boy.
Baba, can we always have what we want?
If you will enough,
you can achieve the impossible!
Hmm! But you must have faith
in yourself!
Thank you!
Yes!
You are just like your mother!
Oh st! Oh st!
Hmm!
(phone buzzing)
Yes!
You know how you feel when
you poop after a long time?
That's how I felt
when I got the reply that day.
(phone buzzing)
Sorry.
-Why?
-You see...
I miss you.
Wow. At least you gathered
the courage to tell me this.
Silly me, I forgot to take your number.
Thank God...
Can I say something?
Say you won't get angry?
-What?
I love you. I can't tell you
how, when it happened.
Don't let me go, please!
I've started writing.
I'm not a bad writer. Will run
the family with whatever I make.
You hurt me a lot.
No more, please.
If you don't understand my complains,
how will you unerstand my love?
You know, I'd always be upset
if a loved one missed my birthday.
I just hate it.
Mr Lazy bum!
It was my birthday that day!
You... never wished me!
Just a minute.
It was your birthday?
Hmm.
But you don't have it mentioned on FB!
(sighs) Even my bra size
isn't mentioned there.
But after marriage,
you'll have to buy that too.
What are you even saying...
Rohini.
I miss you.
I miss you too!
I was waiting for your call!
You took time!
Hey, you will marry me, won't you?
Hello?
Hey, will you or won't you?
I will!
I'll marry you!
I will, yes!
-What a lazy bum you are!
Yes!
Pubu!
I am very happy today.
My son has grown up today.
My son has grown up today.
Why drink if you can't handle it?
So you can hold of me and put me to sleep.
You see? Hmm!
You don't realize that now, Pubu.
You'll realize after you do my last rites.
Don't talk rubbish. Lie down.
Sleep.
-Fine, you put me to sleep.
Huh!
(snorring lightly)
Call you later.
Love is just like a raisin.
Looks weird. But tastes sweet.
Loving someone and liking them,
not the same.
Rohini taught me the meaning of love.
The meaning of relationship.
Taught me to take responsibility.
(soulful music)
Don't know if it's love or infatuation
A habit or a new addiction
How can one express
Such a blend of feelings?
How do I keep you to myself?
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
Sometimes I sketch you out
On a comic strip
Sometimes, I bathe your thoughts
In sky blue hues
Call it my fantasy Or my craziness
Or my foolishness
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
Don't know if it's love or infatuation
A habit or a new addiction
How can one express
Such a blend of feelings?
How do I keep you to myself?
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
I blush red To realize what I mean to you
(remorseful music)
Ma's been my bestie since childhood.
I never got to explore my dad like that.
Ma says he's a serious guy, introverted.
Maybe... I don't really know.
But you know what, Tintin...
I can feel my father.
He is a very nice person.
Good at heart. Caring.
I understand. My father in law
will be the thorn in the neck.
Hey, shut up. Not at all!
-Told him about me?
-Hmm, long before.
Ma said you had come.
But I want to test you.
-Test?
-Hmm.
How mean!
What if I hadn't texted?
-Big deal.
You'd have moved on.
I'd have waited.
How weird!
But how'd you gain from it?
There's no gain in love,
lazy bum. Only faith.
And I trust you.
-Hmm.
Hey, listen.
-Hmm.
-I love you.
Let's get married?
Have you written
even a single line? Hmm?
But I miss you.
Sweetie, start your dream job,
it's high time.
Listen, let's make our parents
meet on the result day.
At least let's become
family friends. Told your parents?
I swear to God I will kill you, Tintin!
Just go and tell them
immediately! I'm serious!
Okay!
Let me tell Ma?
'WEDDING WHIMS'
Tintin! Yes!
You can do it!
You can do it!
Yes, you can do it!
(whispering) You can do it! Yes!
Ma, I've something to say.
Go on.
I want to get married to Rohini,
she's from my college.
What...
Uh! Ma!
I want to get married.
I love Rohini.
She's in my college.
She loves me too. Very sweet girl.
Just like you.
Now say yes, please.
As in?
You want to marry?
-Hmm!
You're nodding? Are you nuts?
You haven't even passed college,
Tintin. Know what you're saying?
Yes, Ma! I will surely pass. You--
-You don't know anything.
Be mature, Tintin!
This is no play station, you can't
just whine for it and I'll buy you!
What will you feed her?
You know what a marriage takes?
I know, Ma.
Rohini taught me.
She loves me.
Ma, I want to get married.
Please let me get married.
-Who is getting married? You?!
-Imagine!
Oh, wonderful news! Now that's
a goal by my son, Krishanu!
What a news! Come on,
appreciate him Pubu!
He's wearing boxers,
but wants to get married.
Finally something constructive.
Get married!
I will feed daughter in law!
Show me her pic!
What!
Oh wow! What beautiful eyes!
A heart-shaped face!
Beautiful big eyes!
What else do you need?
How on earth did you land her?
I knew it! One day
you'll surely score a goal!
Bravo! Malati...
Come, hear this!
Now, tell me your story!
-Yes!
-Both of you've gone crazy eh?
Hmm? What are you saying?
No way! No compromise!
Only son of Chatterjee family
is getting married!
We'll hire a good caterer.
And light decorations!
I will dress up the entire alley
as far as the CM's house!
Mutton, chicken, Bhetki, Hilsa!
Fine, we'll have
coconut prawn curry for you!
A proper buffet.
And la carte.
We'll have a small bar too!
I will wrap her up in gold!
She's marrying into
the Chatterjee family you see!
Malati, I am calling you!
There's so much to do!
The local boys will be
on it form tomorrow!
The groom's family will go
on plane! Oh, it's so exciting!
Hey, what does her dad do?
-Baba! He has a tea estate.
Has a tea estate?
Then they are well off!
But a tea estate?
Are they Bengali at all?
-Baba, please!
-Look at him!
Already defending his in laws!
Conservative, eh?
You guys are a complete nonsense!
Disgusting!
-Ma, I want to get married! Ma...
Let her be. I'll handle everything.
Just go ahead with your ball!
Pubu!
Ululate and celebrate
The new bride comes home!
And look at The handsome groom!
The couple will exchange garlands!
Pubu, listen!
Mission complete.
(humming casually)
What?
My dad had good taste.
We two are made for each other!
Just like Uttam-Suchitra!
Go away! Rubbish!
-Oh come on!
-Listen.
We're going to meet our son's bride
and check his result.
-So what?
-So leave me!
-We too will have a honeymoon!
-Huh! You're impossible!
Oops! Sorry! Sorry!
Come.
Come.
-Can I click a pic?
Sure.
One selfie please!
Say cheese!
-Yes!
-Ready?
-Hmm? Yup!
-You're looking wonderful!
-Thanks.
-Baba?
-He will reach directly, hmm?
-Ma...
-Oh come on!
Wait.
-You look so lovely.
-After all I'm your daughter!
Oh my!
My sweet girl.
-But Ma...
Sure, Baba will come?
-Why on earth are you stressing?
Hmm?
-Okay.
-Have they arrived?
Yeah, just landed.
Ma, listen...
Baba won't misbehave right?
That would've sorted everything.
Hmm.
All the best for your result.
Hmm? Are you happy?
Yes, Ma. In fact, very happy!
We both set out looking
for the meaning of that raisin.
But on the way...
it all got complicated.
-Here he is!
-We have passed! Yay!
-Hey?
-Finally, yay!
-What are you saying!
-He has passed!
Baba, I passed.
Wonderful! Great news!
My friends, Mukhagni. Chitagni.
-Hello!
He's such a prankster!
How can that be your name!
What are you names really?
-Mukhagni.
-Chetagni.
-See you later. Let's go.
-Yes, bye.
-Bye.
-Such weird names.
What would they name the 3rd child?
He's impossible!
Rohini. Aunty.
Hello. Bless you, dear.
She's so sweet!
Bless you!
You're about to be
a part of our family now!
Congrats, topper!
-Oh!
-Thank you!
-Congratulation!
-Thank you, Aunty.
Great!
Ah, and these are for you.
Some select sweetmeat delicacies
from the best confectionery.
Directly from Kalighat!
Uh... He is like that.
Please don't mind.
How thoughtful. Thank you.
Things are very different now.
In our times, files and folders
meant different things.
Now they have 'couple goals'!
-Bengali Matrimony app.
-App! Yes!
Bengali Matrimony... I'll manage
with it until your marriage.
Let's go.
Ah! You know,
I'd been waiting for this day.
Once the date is finalized.
The Kali temple, Dakshineshwar,
Kalighat, I'll offer prayers everywhere!
-Come on, stop it.
-Pubu, I have to say this!
All of us will go on a honeymoon together!
You, me, her parents and...
these too of course! All of us!
-Oh!
-Ashim, you're here!
-Greetings.
-Greetings.
-Ani, give your dad the good news.
-Uh, Baba, I topped the exam.
Hmm!
Ashim, let me introduce you.
He is Krishanu.
-Seek blessings, son.
-And they are his parents.
They are from Kolkata.
-I am Gobindo.
And she is Pubali.
-You know Hazra road...
-No, we're from Kalighat.
Ask about Chatterjee family
in Kalighat, everypone knows.
-Krishanu, let's leave.
-Huh? Ma?
-What happened?
-Just come!
-Krishanu, is everything fine?
-Um, yes, look I...
I am getting late for work.
I should go.
-Something urgent has come up.
-Baba, please!
-What is it?
-Ma, what's happened?
-Ma!
-Ashim! Listen to me!
Tintin! What?!
I... don't...
That day I realized being stupified
isn't the same as being surprised.
It's a lot more than just that.
What exactly do you want, Ma?
Huh? What was that behaviour?
Ma, you were so rude!
-Tintin, just leave me alone.
You guys please leave me alone!
I love her, Ma. And I want--
-What about what I want?
What I love?
Have you ever thought about it?
Well, my parents never asked me.
Why'd you be interested.
Okay, no problem. Let's sit.
Let's discuss it out, Ma!
But let me tell you,
if I do marry, I'll marry Rohini.
And that's...
that's final.
-That's not final!
Ma, why're you doing this!
I swear, I'll do everything
you say. I swear on God!
I'll quit painting, I'll quit writing.
I'll do anything you tell me!
Don't do this, Ma! Please!
Listen...
It's a lovely weather.
Let's go for a walk.
We can talk about this later...
They did seem like a...
good family though...
Wonder why you reacted like that...
How would you know?
Ever tried to understand me...
in all these years?
-You could've explained.
-Why must I have to?
Why the hell must I?
Just leave, the two of you!
That's it! Making a scene again!
A scene?
You think I am making a scene?
-No, Ma...
-You're right!
That's what I've been doing
in our family for all these years!
A clown making a scene!
All for your sake!
-No, Ma, I--
So I could raise you well!
And I am answerable to you now, eh?
It was my duty to raise you.
It's done, Tintin.
Now you can do as you wish!
Want to marry? Go ahead!
It's your life!
But forget me forever.
What I should've done 20 years ago...
But I didn't...
Because I couldn't all due to you!
Because I had to bring you up...
But today I will do it!
Ma.
I will leave everything.
Pubu...
-I'm serious!
I don't have any hang ups anymore.
-Ma, listen to me!
-No hang ups at all!
-Rohini!
-Ma...
Baba?
Baba, are you upset?
No.
Baba, I know Krishanu's mom's
behaviour was weird...
And his dad is a funny man
but, trust me, Krishanu is great.
I...
But Baba, why did you leave?
-Maybe he had urgent work.
Please, Ma! Baba, tell me!
Baba, please! Just say whatever
you have to say! I want to hear!
I have never complained.
I've always tried to understand you.
But you never let me.
But today I have to know!
Baba, you're very different
from other fathers.
I've accepted that too!
But it's my turn.
Baba.
I love Krishanu--
I love him.
You're hurt, isn't it, Baba?
God knows what happens to Ma sometimes...
Oh come on,
I don't mind Pubu's behaviour at all.
She's a sentimental person.
You know what...
I haven't been able to
give her anything really.
Money doesn't vouch
for love or familial bliss.
She is out of my league.
But believe me, I really do love her.
Don't worry, your mother
will never leave us.
Look at her, sitting
over there like a child.
But there's one thing, son.
No matter what Ma says,
don't hurt her, she's your mom.
-Baba...
-What do I do then?
-Why!
Convince her!
Look, son, you've dared to love.
So, you've to fight for it!
Give it time. Let her calm down.
Then talk it out with her.
Do one thing, visit
your grand aunt for some days.
She won't live long, you see.
I'll handle things here.
You see, she'll miss you
when you not there.
And that's it!
You will enter and seal the deal!
Got it? And if need be,
make grand aunt talk to her too.
Look, son, we don't have time.
The team has to work together!
Mhm!
I better get going!
Time for some hot rum!
You drink in pain eh?
In order to draw your mom closer...
Get married, you'll find out.
Enough now.
I hate this!
I know, dear...
Your father is an introvert.
A serious man.
But tell me one thing.
Has your father deprived us of anything?
-Tsk!
-Or, did he ever do anything...
wrong with us?
Has he ever been irresponsible?
Never, right?
Never.
Honestly speaking...
I can't find any fault in him.
Right.
Ma.
Being a responsible man
makes you a guardian.
Not a father.
And even you know that.
Baba could've at least
considered my future...
my likes and dislikes.
He can at least respect me
as a human being, but no!
He... just doesn't get it.
Ma, listen.
I'm going to Kolkata next week.
That's it.
I'm going.
Mom and dad came home from the airport.
And me?
I went to grand aunt's house.
Grand aunt.
Lives in a old mansion.
She is an old lady who lives alone.
Along with a few servants.
She is my mom's aunt.
That makes her my granny really.
But everyone calls her grand aunt.
And I call her 'Buri' (oldie).
What a great chef! And...
And my storytelling...
comes from her.
(phone buzzing)
City of Joy. I just landed.
Have you reached?
Joy, my foot.
-Look at you, son...
-Hmm?
Sleeping at this hour?
You shouldn't sleep at this time.
You're a grown up now.
Soon, you'll be married.
Show me the princess' picture.
My competition!
-I love you, Buri.
-What happened?
Ma's refusing.
She won't agree.
-Your mom?
-Hmm.
Huh? She too fell in love
back in her time.
Now she's stopping you?
Fine. I'll talk to her.
-Just a sec.
Ma and Baba were in love?
No way!
No. Not you father.
Chuck it.
Johor.
Serve the food.
'Luchi', potato curry,
and jaggery sweets.
-No, Buri, wait!
Who, if not Baba?
Why didn't you tell me before?
You're not a kid anymore,
I can tell you. But not now.
First, eat.
-Okay.
Tell me the story while you feed me, hmm?
Alright.
But it's top secret!
Not a soul should know!
Swear on you. Zipped!
Your mother was in college at that time.
She was very beautiful.
Yes, she was hot, Buri.
-I was hot too.
-Oh come on, you're still hot!
And then what?
-And then? Carom, kites...
and 'Kishmish' (raisin)
-Kishmish?
Pubali. Listen.
Hmm?
Get the supplies from the shop.
Go.
(soft music)
-Uncle.
-Baba, go, I got this.
What do you want?
-Raisins.
-How much?
-300 grams.
Here.
-Excuse me.
-Hmm?
Happy birthday.
('koyel' tweeting)
Add it to the list of dues.
How does it matter If it's a broken heart?
What more can you lose
If you've lost it all?
When a wounded heart
Is touched with warmth
Tell me Will it think twice at all?
In the end, I will love And I will leave
In the end, I will love And I will leave
'Love you Pubali'
'Love, Pubali'
We will share all that we have
Trust me I will give you all I have
But while at it
I shall try and touch your hand
This is exactly How I dreamed it to be
Don't be apart For as long as we live
In the end, we will love And we will leave
In the end, we will love And we will leave
You are
my eternal companion. Isn't it?
(audience applauds)
-Wow.
-Those times were different.
No one could disobery my brother.
-Chatterjees are coming tomorrow.
To our place.
Where's my sister?
-Baba...
Do not argue with me!
I've made my decision.
She went pale.
She kept weeping.
Came to me, told me everything.
What do you think?
-Hmm?
Had I learnt How to turn back time
I would've given you A better me
Had I known, would I be hurt?
Would I hide my scars When you faced me?
When a wounded heart Is touched by warmth
Tell me Will it think twice at all?
(sighs)
In the end, I will love And I will leave
In the end, I will love And I will leave
She's such a nice girl.
She accepted your father.
And then you were born.
She suffered the pain silently.
But she loves you all a lot.
Here.
Eat.
I have a photo album.
Want to see the pictures?
Wait, I'll go bring it.
Here it is.
Where is it...
Here.
Look, this is your mother's boyfriend.
Are you sure, it's him?
Yes!
(exclaiming)
What happened?
Yes!
Buri! Me and Rohini
could've been siblings!
-What!
-Yes!
Because Karma!
Karma is a btch!
Photo!
-Have you gone nuts?
Oh not at all!
(clicking)
One more.
RND done. We are not
brother and sister.
One slap! I'm going mad here
and you're kidding me?
Damn you.
Can't believe it, man!
Should I call Ma?
Oh!
Thisis why Baba doesn't like
raisins in anything.
Shman!
He must have been hurt.
I love him.
Just imagine, what if it happened with us?
Life is so unfair, right?
-Huh?
Are you mad?
Life is so fair!
Would you rather that we were siblings?
Thank God they didn't marry!
I know.
It's a very sensitive matter.
That's why
I didn't tell anyone. I swear.
You know what, Tintin,
right now you are being insensitive.
Quarelling with me for no reason!
Listen.
I've a plan.
What plan?
Have you seen 'Kal Ho Na ho'?
-Hmm.
Hero dies of a hole
in his heart. You want to die?
All rubbish! No!
"Land the girl in six days!"
-Why not seven?
The seventh day is a Sunday.
Time to sleep.
Get this.
Six days. We land both,
your dad and my mom.
-Six bad days.
-It'll be good! Look,
we have six days. By then,
you impress my mom.
And I'll impress your dad.
-Very bad idea!
Hey!
The story's getting interesting.
I know.
Half an hour more. Hmm?
Come, let's proceed towards the climax.
'BELL THE CATS IN SIX DAYS'
There are no villains in this film.
All it has are a hero, heroine,
and their marriage quest.
Now let's see what happends on this quest!
Magic or tragic!
Day one. Oh, sorry. Day one.
-Which way?
-We have to take carrots.
Rubbish.
Why do you even buy such things?
We used to buy them fresh back
as kids. Chomped them down.
-Your weight is proof.
-These are no good.
Listen, I've to tell you one thing.
You may approve of this wedding.
I won't let him marry
into that house, I swear!
No way! Mark my words!
Besides, I didn't like the girl at all.
Why are you behaving like this!
What will people think!
Put it down!
-Daughter in law!
How are you?
-I am fine, Uncle.
Hello, Aunty.
-It's so bitter!
I'll be in Kolkata for a few days.
For a few job interviews.
Ah, where are you staying?
-At a PG (pay guest home).
Ah, at PG? PG hospital
is very close to our house.
Come over one day.
-We're going away next week.
Hmm?
Right, I didn't remember that.
By the way, which company?
You see, Aunty, I'm still planning.
But I have a meeting
at a place called Hazra.
-This generation...
-Trying...
-Come, we've a lot to buy.
-Yes.
Stay well. You come.
You said Hazra, right?
Our house is close to it.
Just come over one day.
-Come on?
Yes! Coming!
This seems like a long jump race!
Tintin Sir...
-Is Sir in?
-On the way. Will come soon.
Thank you, brother.
-Sir is kind hearted.
You'll get the permission.
-Let's see what happens.
I hope... (car honking)
He won't reject your
drawing project, I'll help you.
He's here.
-Hello, Sir.
-Hello, Sir.
-Good morning.
-Morning.
-Good morning, Sir.
-Morning.
Sir... Sir, my...
my drawing project...
Your tea--
-Wait, I'll talk to him.
-(phone dings) How's day one?
-Work in progress.
-Tintin Sir?
-Did he call me in?
No, he refused to meet.
-He refused?
-Yes, no persmission.
-Thank you.
-Okay, Sir.
Poor chap. Already risked it
at the very beginning!
Let's see if they become exes
or make it to the alter!
Day two!
-What happened?
-Good morning. I was trekking.
In that park.
-Following me?
Following you? Not at all!
Coincidence! Do you do it everyday?
-What?
-I mean jogging, uncle.
My name is Krishanu Chatterjee.
Ma calls me Tintin.
-I didn't ask, brother.
-I will be here for a few days.
So... Is Rohini doing okay?
Listen, I like being alone
at this time of the day.
Take care and keep jogging.
Keep jogging...
-Is it in here?
-Yes.
The small packets are inside.
Did you put the big packets in?
I don't have the time to check now,
I'll go home and see.
-You have 300 grams of raisin?
-Yes. Wait.
Oh! Aunty!
You... What a surprise!
-Put it on my due list.
-Sure.
-Excuse me.
-Aunty... brother...
Aunty, listen,
let me carry this, it's heavy.
I've carried this weight for ages.
And I will continue too.
I don't have a problem.
Won't you take the raisins?
-Huh? Yes, I will... But you...
Weren't you supposed to be
out of town? You didn't go?
No, our son has gone away.
That's why.
But what's your plan?
-Huh?
Interview done?
-Yeah, almost.
When will you return?
Uh, I was planning to
settle down here itself.
Ah!
Good luck. Bye.
-Aunty, actually--
Hey, this isn't your
Dance Dance Junior show.
And MG is not here either.
Let's recite a poem today!
Oh no! Today is Day three!
Hope they don't get eliminated!
Tintin da and Rohini di..
-Day three!
'Imagine, the evening star...'
'Imagine the evening star rising
Imagine the evening falling
If the night can come at noon
Why can't it be noon at night?'
Baba taught me.
I saw her passing.
Called her home
for some sweets. Malati--
I have a class going on.
Aunty, I need to talk to you
for two minutes.
Aunty... you see...
You don't like me at all, is it?
-Oh no, it's not like that.
Have you done anything so I can?
Why has Krishanu gone
to Darjeeling? You know?
(smirks) Sure you know.
You're a matured girl.
From a nice family.
Scored well in exams too.
Get a job. Concentrate
on work. Don't get into this.
Doesn't suit you.
It's your first time at Krishanu's
house. Have sweets before you go.
And.
Coming to someone's place uninvited...
is bad manners.
Right.
Sorry.
Bye, Uncle.
What have you done, Pubu!
Shameful! I didn't
expect this from you!
They love each other,
what's your problem with it?
There's a limit to everything!
You have been in love too.
I mean, us.
I mean, yes, our's is an arranged
marriage but we did fall in love!
What joy does it give you
to hurt a young girl? Why do this?
Not 'Nonte Phonte'.
Harry Bella Fonte.
Good evening, Uncle.
Always seek permission
before you join someone's table.
Sorry, uncle. Next time.
Ah!
You're a comrade!
-We're all comrades.
-Hmm.
-You know what 'comrade' means?
-Hmm? Mhm!
It means, friend.
A fellow soldier.
A friend? That means,
you are comrade Ashim.
Comrade Tintin, we are friends. So?
You... love coffee, don't you?
Not tea?
No, I don't mix business with pleasure.
Look, brother,
you are much younger than me.
Why are you following me?
Daughter calls me buddy.
Dad calls me brother.
What a family!
-Hey, Hello!
Hmm? Huh?
Where is Rohini?
Where... Where is Rohini?
Me? I don't know, uncle!
I sweart on God!
Why? Isn't she home?
I have crossed your age, ages ago.
Don't try to joke around with me.
Can't even talk properly,
wants to get married! Rubbish!
-(phone rings) Yes, Ma.
-(scoffing) No, it's your Baba.
How are you, son?
All good? Painting?
-Hmm, okay.
-Fine, tell me if you need cash.
And... did you visit
your father in law?
Tsk... What are you even asking...
-Tell me one thing.
-Yes, ask.
Can I not talk properly?
-Is it?
-Yes.
That can be managed with time.
You shouldn't hurt anyone, that's it.
As I was saying,
go to your in law's place.
It's your right! Yeah! Got it?
Son, please call your mother sometimes.
She misses you a lot.
Oh yes, daughter in law came, you know!
She recites poetry so beautifully!
What a talent she is!
Gave your mom a run for it.
-Really?
Yes! She striked a heavy goal
right from the--
Very bad.
Terrible. Disgusting.
Bengali poetry isn't easy.
It's Tagore after all! She must
train from your mother.
Tell her that. I'll hang up.
-Baba, I've to say something.
Tsk!
-My phone.
-Oh!
Swift as a duck! Never know
when and where she'll emerge!
(humming casually)
Hi.
The lie you're favoring, Seamonti,
will have a dangerous outcome.
Lies don't suit you.
How are you?
Can't say I'm fine,
but I'm doing all that
can be done to be happy.
Don't worry.
Believe me, all will be sorted.
Things will change.
I am sad, you know.
Are you alright, Ma?
I have not been around.
Tell me one thing.
Did Baba find out anything?
Did he tell you anything?
Don't lie, tell me honestly!
No, why would Baba say anything?
Don't worry about this.
Just be well and keep calm, okay?
Trust me, all will be fine.
Hmm. Okay.
Ma...
Mumma...
-Hmm?
I love you.
-Bye.
-Bye, Ma.
(yelling) No, try again!
It will happen!
(pronouncing Bengali alphabets)
The more I try to evade
The deeper goes the wound
Relentless dreams
Tinting my sleepless eyes
Even if you leave Don't bid me a farewell
The hurt of losing you
Is freckling my veins
Don't bid me a farewell
I never could know you
The way you've known yourself
Never could paint
Rimless dreams with you...
I never could...
This is no ordinary tonic!
It's like a double dose!
Day four!
-You didn't get oranges yesterday.
-I forgot.
-Bring today.
-Sure, Madam.
-Will you remember?
-Sure, Madam.
Good morning, Aunty.
Good morning, uh...
I am sorry.
No, I really am sorry!
Sir, I mean Uncle,
I... uh, you!
You're misunderstanding me for no reason.
You know what happened yesterday?
Uncle left the cafe without
eating the cookies because of me.
So I brought him these.
Pure chocolate. No dry fruits.
Listen mister, you are quite a smarty.
Whose money did you buy
all that with? Do you work?
Struggle.
-What is that company?
-No, uncle. I mean I'm struggling.
You see, I want to be a comic artist.
I'll do it someday!
Will my daughter have to live
off her parents' money after marriage?
Rich kid. Not good in studies.
Parents didn't even teach you
the basic etiquettes. Right?
I am warning you.
If I ever see you again--
Sorry, uncle.
I won't bother you again.
I just love Rohini.
And we won't run away.
But I can't abondon her midway.
What you said was right.
I may be able to speak properly.
But I've never broken anyone's heart.
And my parents did teach me
how to respect elders.
Ma taught me love.
Won't bother you again.
Auntie.
-Hmm.
-For you.
-Thank you.
Take care.
Listen.
The drawing project you want,
you can do it in my tea estate.
Really?
Thank you! Aunty! Sorry!
This is for you! Thank you,
Uncle. Thank you so much!
Daju, I'm coming! Bye Aunty!
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
Sorry.
I was rude yesterday.
-It's okay, Aunty.
You're like a mother to me.
You can scold me when I am wrong.
What you're doing isn't wrong.
It's your method that is wrong.
Anyway. How is Tintin?
Just spoke to him a while
back, Aunty. He is... okay.
How strange.
I gave birth to him, raised him.
I brought him up, but
I've to ask you about him now.
Doesn't even miss me--
-No, he really loves you a lot.
Trust me, whenever we talk,
he tells me how much he misses you.
Seriously.
-That I know.
Even if you don't tell me.
Your parents know you're here?
Well, honestly speaking,
Ma knows. But Baba... doesn't.
He is little... introverted.
Hence...
-Introverted?
There's 'Saraswati Puja'
in our neighbourhood tomorrow.
Come if you can.
-Sure, I will, Aunty!
Um...
Shoudl I drop you somewhere?
-No, it's okay, Aunty.
Can I go on my own.
-Sure?
Yes.
Bye.
-Auntie.
-Huh?
Bye!
'Saraswati Puja' is
the Bengali Valentine's day.
A day meant for love.
Tintin and Rohini, both are madly in love.
In this game of love,
will they emerge as champions?
Day... five!
How are you?
Aunty, come inside.
Won't you offer your prayers?
-No, I cannot.
You have your periods?
It's just periods. Come.
-She shouldn't come in now, dear.
It's a kind of sickness.
-What!
Why, don't you know?
Women aren't supposed to
come near the Goddess at this time.
Thank God you told me!
Who says such things! Huh?
Aunty, don't mind,
periods are a natural thing.
Not a taboo.
I mean, it's just a basic monthly
routine that women go through.
I shouldn't have to explain to you, right?
What a filthy idea!
Filthy? The Goddess is a woman
too. She must have the same issue,
So?
Forget that.
So, I am on my periods.
Would you know if I didn't tell you?
It's time to change.
Come.
Brother, your
daughter in law is a super hit.
Priest, you've reached your expiry date.
Let's continue. Play the 'dhak'.
(all cheering)
Beautiful!
Thank you.
When will my father in law come?
Who?
Your boss. When will he come?
-I don't know. But he'll come.
-Fine, let me know.
Okay.
I will live here with my wife.
On that mountain, there.
Oh! Sir is here! Morning, Sir!
What happened?
He left.
Huh!
There are two lovers in this romance.
Rohini is the queen of romance.
Topper in the love game.
But Tintin?
Hope he doesn't end up ruining it
in the last face off.
Day six.
Full and final.
(announcement on mic)
What are you looking for?
Did you misplace something?
You know how you
keep things carefully and forget.
Ma says the same thing.
Look, this is Tintin's favourite t-shirt.
-How cute!
-Yes. He was obsessed with it.
And look at this. His sweater.
I wove it for him.
Oh my! This is so cute!
Let me see!
Aw! So cute!
Can I take a pic with this?
-Sure, it's yours now.
Where will it go...
-Going somewhere?
Sitting here?
-No... nothing, Just like that.
And you?
I sit here sometimes.
Alone.
I'll get going now. Head home.
-Okay.
Uncle, you are a bit nostalgic
about stations eh?
I mean you like solitude here, isn't it?
You ask too many questions.
Shouldn't I? Let him come to me.
I won't talk to him at all.
Listen, can I call you 'Ma' permanently?
Hmm?
You have a mother.
Rather, call me...
'Mammam'.
Hmm. Better!
-So...
-Hmm?
Will your father approve?
No. I haven't eaten
the cookies yet. But I will.
You never say yes
for anything, is it? I mean...
May I ask you something?
Sure.
What will you do
if your father doesn't approve?
Um... he'll approve.
Tintin will surely convince him.
You know what, Dad is like a coconut.
Like... really soft inside,
tough inside!
But... he will surely approve.
Hmm!
-Well, hope he does.
Your mother...
I mean will your parents agree?
Yes, uncle. Everyone approves.
-Please uncle.
-Please Mammam.
I'll take this sari!
-Why do yo ask? Take it!
-So pretty!
-Hey.
-Yes?
-When will he be back?
I'll go back tomorrow.
Say something, Uncle.
Why do you always try to escape?
Sorry.
Look, you are from a decent family.
Work for yourself.
You have a dream.
I want that dream to become succesful.
Marriage... forget about it.
Get to work. Move ahead.
I should get going.
-Uncle.
Uncle, I don't want to
run away and marry Rohini.
Please understand us.
One love story ended at a station,
don't ruin another now, Uncle.
Don't talk about what you do not know.
Life is complex. One has to fight
so much. Besides, one can't not...
Tintin--
Tintin, what the... St man!
Hey, Tintin, wake up!
Get up!
Oi! I've been calling you!
Why don't you answer?
Tintin, drink water.
Listen.
-Hmm.
If you sulk like a loser this way,
will it solve our problem?
Huh?
Listen. I've thought it through,
okay?
All we have to do is just get married.
Forget about them...--
-No.
I can't hurt uncle.
-What!
My father in law is a very good person.
Slapped me...
But it didn't hurt at all. Believe me.
Loves Ma a lot.
Tintin.
I love you.
I can't, I don't want to stay without you.
Nor do I.
But your dad and my mother...
It's all so complicated.
-What do you want?
To marry you.
To give birth to Kishmish.
To live happily.
And the mistake your dad made...
I don't want to do that.
-Then who is stopping you?
-Baba!
-Hello, Uncle.
-Don't mind. I eavesdropped.
He's my only son, you see.
I am worried.
You fool, I am your father.
I know everything!
Can't express it because I'm
the dad after all, I feel awkward.
Look, your mom loves me now.
And I am aware...
So, let's not live in flashback.
Live in present.
Let's get to work?
Listen, daughter in law,
go home with your husband
and mother in law tomorrow.
Leave the rest on Goblu Chatterjee.
-Baba!
-No worry, no ifs and buts!
Let's see if a Bhowaniporian
can stop my son's marriage! Hmm!
Know this! It's me who'll take
the last free kick! From the left leg!
'DAD'S FREE KICK'
Please talk to your mom, Tintin!
Ouch!
Tintin, go talk to her.
Go, she is hurting.
Just go, will you!
I'm very scared, Ma.
As a kid, I'd hide in your lap
whenever I was scared.
I'd think no one can see me.
What a solace...
When crossing the road,
I'll grab your hand tightly.
Remember how I'd hide
behind you seeing knew people?
I was shy.
I know.
I know I've hurt you a lot.
But... even I was hurt, right Ma?
Just once.
You could've just told me.
I am very tense, Ma. Extremely.
Can I just hug you please?
Please?
I'm sorry, Ma...
-I'm sorry, Tintin.
-No...
I hurt your dad a lot too, you know.
All his life he has...
I too wanted to put up
a fight, like you...
But I lost him.
I was jealous, unnerved.
Don't say that, Ma. Please.
Everything will be fine. Believe me!
And I am always with you!
I shouldn't have behaved
like that the other day.
But I've understood now, so will he...
Who else do I have but you?
-Love you, Ma.
-Love you, son. Love you a lot!
Love you a lot!
Come here!
Love you, dear!
-Oh!
(doorbell)
-Hello. How are you?
-I am...
Come in.
Wow.
Lovely house.
Amazing.
From a grocery store
to a tea estate! Bravo!
People in Kolkata
must be proud! Ah, Madam!
This is for you.
Fish fry from Mitra Cafe.
-Thank you.
-It's delicious.
Today, you're about to witness
quite a few bouncers.
But do not worry.
I'll explain everything later.
Excuse me.
What is it?
Listen, comrade.
You're from Bhowanipore. I'm
from the neighbouring Kalighat.
Know what's your problem?
You couldn't hold onto your girl.
I threw a fishnet, caught the fish!
So, it's your problem. Not mine.
Then why are you ruining
my son's life for no reason?
Had I wanted, I could've got them married.
But I'm a gentleman, I didn't.
-Hey!
Careful what you say!
Don't show me your temper.
I deal with you likes everyday.
Rohini is my girl.
-Was.
She was your girl.
Now she's my daughter in law.
Huh!
Comrade, times have changed,
change yourself.
Had you been successful then,
it wouldn't turn out like this.
Why are you obstructing?
-What are you saying?
-Like I said,
I'll explain everything to you.
Now I'm exposing your hubby.
A naked flashback--
-Hey you!
-Ashim!
-Earlier I would've--
Get out!
No one has ever touched
Goblu Chatterjee's collar.
I spare you since you are
my son's father in law.
Because I won't take it so easy.
God knows what I'll bite,
then you'll be in trouble! (scoffs)
Ashim.
Kindly do not turn their lives
into how it's been for you.
Forget about your past.
Begin anew.
Or you'll regret forever.
Excuse me.
Had you come and told me
that day, instead of fleeing...
Trust me, I would've helped you.
I understand the two of you.
I have a heart too, you see.
There comes a time...
when you must give up all old memories...
and build new relationships, new memories.
They are far more brave.
They are fighting for their love.
So you-- (doorbell)
-Baba!
-What? Elders are talking here.
Such a lovely garden outside,
lovely weather. Enjoy it!
No, you had to come in!
Oh, thank you!
What a lovely garden you have.
Let's go have a look.
Don't want to miss it.
Let's go!
Come.
Come.
Come.
Comrade.
Hmm?
Leaving my wife with you for ten minutes.
Sort it out.
And...
she is Mrs Gobindo Chatterjee now.
'Let's meet again for the first time'.
Don't know how my parents
had handled each other.
All I know is, parents can do
anything for their kids.
Everything and anything.
Why didn't you come, Ashim da?
Why didn't you come that day?
Tell me! Please!
Why...
-Isn't he home?
-No, dear.
Left last evening. Said he'll return
in few days. You know anything?
I did come, Pubali.
I came.
I really did.
But I couldn't gather the courage.
I couldn't hold your hand.
Couldn't begin a new life with you.
I was scared.
Scared to fight the hostility
and the face offs.
Scared of poverty.
Money...
Honestly, I am a weakling.
Forgive me if you can.
Had I learnt How to turn back time
I would've given you A better me
Would've lost something
But would've gained you
Would've garbed my sorrow
In our little joys
What I didn't express then
If I tell you now
What will it give me back?
In the end, I will love And I will leave
In the end, I will love And I will leave
In the end, I will love And I will leave
In the end, I will love...
(ceremonial ululating)
(cheering)
I have... hurt you a lot
through our lives.
Hope you will forgive me?
I love you, Pubu!
Love you too!
My story is over.
But it's not done yet...
My daughter
was born yesterday. Kishmish.
The feeling of becoming a dad is
way taxing than holding your poop.
So, I sat to write this down
the moment I found time.
So the next generation can
understand what love really is.
(all cheering)
This special edition
is for my dear Kishmish.
So, bye. See you later.
At another airport or station.
(phone chiming)
-Hi!
-Here you are!
Look at her! What
a little Thumbalina she is!
You're late even today!
Don't miss it, have a safe flight.
See you, love you!
Ta ta!
-Bye!