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caste and scheduled tribe reservation.

And now, the other backward castes!

Our children slog throughout the year...

but when it comes to admissions,

you just rake in the loot!

Scared of working hard, aren't you?

Really?!

You'll teach us hard work, will you?

What else have we done until now?

If you've forgotten,

go read your history again.

Then you'll know who slogged...

and who looted it

like it was their birthright.

For centuries you people

filled up your coffers with handouts...

and you accuse us of living on charity?

We ploughed your fields...

we reaped your corn,

grazed your cattle...

we carried your daughters

and wives' palanquins...

we cremated your corpses...

stitched your shoes,

drove your oxen, rowed your boats...

cleaned your filthy drains...

and we even carried your sh*t on our heads.

And you're going to teach us hard work?

You're absolutely right.

That's all that you're good for!

That is all you're worth.

And you deserve to be like that.

Here, we're talking about

building our nations' future.

And only the deserving will get a position.

But you guys want

everything free of cost.

The truth is that you are

scared of competition.

Which competition are you talking about?

The one that you

never let us participate in?

The door of every school

was closed for us.

And, if we got in somehow,

we were relegated to the back benches.

You controlled all the schools...

the hospitals... police stations...

every support system belonged to you!

Do you know why you

never let us compete?

Because you were afraid of

a level competition... not us.

Don't use history to

hide your weaknesses.

Nothing of this sort happens

in our generation.

If you have the guts,

accept the challenge and fight.

But you won't do that.

Because, for that you need merit -

which you clearly don't have!

We're ready to compete with you on merit.

But the starting line for the race

should be the same for everyone.

First, tell your pop to vacate

his ancestral mansion and live in our slums.

Ask him to wear a company uniform

and go to work as a driver, a doorman or a cleaner.

Tell your mother to leave

her air-conditioned house and...

accompany our mothers

to clean other people's homes.

Tell your sister that, as soon as

she wakes up every morning...

to fetch water from the municipal tap in

the neighbourhood.

Come with us! Sample our lives.

And then lecture us!

We will compete with you on merit too.

But until you do all that...

keep your ridiculous hogwash to yourself!

In spite of the severe

last warning yesterday...

you were misbehaving again toay.

It's obvious that you don't respect

the code of conduct of this college.

Sushant seth, for your unruly conduct...

i hereby rusticate you from s.t.m.

Sir, you can't do this!

I haven't misbehaved in any way.

In fact, yesterday

i was just trying to stop them.

And i was doing the same, today.

They create a ruckus,

damage college property...

they abuse us...

they openly destroy s.t.m.'s reputation...

i will not be a mute spectator in all this!

And, since when have you been appointed

the security chief and moral guardian here?

If you had any complaint,

why didn't you come to me?

That would have made no difference, sir.

You would never have taken

any action against deepak kumar.

Everyone knows that!

What?!

Out!

Get out of here!

Now!!

Sir, even you are supporting

those people who are ruining our lives.

Sushant, what?

Sushant, what happened?

Get lost!

Sir, i had no intention of getting

into an argument with anyone.

Least of all with the vice principal.

But, given the kind of remarks

that were made there...

it became impossible for me to remain silent.

Can i know what your compulsion was?

My identity, sir.

Sushant and mithileshji were

repeatedly insulting our caste... our people...

your people?!

Since when did you begin speaking

this language of caste politics?

You are a teacher...

who should be above such things.

It's easy for you to say that, sir.

But, my birth leaves me no choice.

For centuries,

we have endured abuses and insults.

Now, we will not tolerate it anymore, sir!

It is incredible that a

teacher is using such language.

You're repeatedly violating

the discipline of s.t. M... .

Discipline?

Sir, our entire society is

struggling with a historic upheaval outside...

and all you can think of is discipline?!

You will not speak to me like this!

Alright, sir.

But, just answer one question of mine.

What is your stand on

the supreme court's verdict?

I haven't called you here to debate...

sir, you can't ignore

this question anymore.

If you're not for reservation,

then you're against it.

There is no safe middle ground left.

What is your position?

I do not have to explain

my position to you.

And for this misconduct,

i will take disciplinary...

what else can i expect

from a place like this, sir?

Here, i will be punished for telling the truth.

But, no action will be taken against those...

who flagrantly violate the rules of s.t. M!

Look.

Your vice principal.

He openly runs k.k. Coaching classes.

He earns millions

but all his sins are forgiven, sir.

After all, his identity is different from mine!

Are you making an allegation

of casteism against me?

Are you trying to accuse me...

of being a casteist?

Thank you...

for holding such an opinion of me.

Thank you... very very much.

Now you may leave.

And, never try to come before me again.

Ever!

So...

leave.

Leave!

Why aren't you answering my calls?

You'll have to apologise to my dad!

Have you come here in

this rain only to tell me this?

Who the hell do you think you are?

How dare you talk to my dad like that?

I will not tolerate anyone hurting my dad.

Even if it is you!

Do you know what it means to be hurt?

Or, do you follow the same system:

First inflict hurt.

And, then get the victim to apologise?

I can't believe that you are talking like this.

Deepak kumar, whatever

you are today is because of my dad.

You owe everything to him!

That's true.

I am who i am because of him.

And no matter what i do,

i can never repay him.

But, today i realized

what a great burden that is.

So, whatever my dad did for

you has now become a burden?!

Have you forgotten those years when he

stayed up full nights preparing you for your exams?

I haven't forgotten anything.

But, i feel that he does all that as charity.

And charity can't bring real change in society.

Poorbi...

by giving a blanket to a poor man,

you might remove the poverty that is inside you.

But, not his.

I haven't come here

to listen to your arguments.

Will you apologise to my dad or not?

I'm asking you...

will you apologise or not?

Fine.

Then, understand this clearly.

I never want to see you again.

Ever.

Oh beautiful life

oh beautiful life

oh beautiful life

oh beautiful life

which cord do you lean on,

which cord do you sever

this beautiful life says

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