Anand Page #4

Your favorite flowers.

No, I'll give it to both

of you together, Sir.

You're very partial, Mrs D'sa

you call me sir....

and her your daughter.

I won't call you Sir today.

I'll pray to God for your happiness.

God bless you, dear.

- Come.

No, bow your head first or

else you'll say I'm partial.

Now get ready.

Why should l? Only Anand

and Bhaskar will be here.

ls Anand coming too?

- Yes.

I'll be leaving then.

- Why?

From the time I've heard of

his disease, I can't face him.

What's wrong with him?

Nothing, he'll be alright.

- I'll be leaving sir.

Sir again.

- Oh, I shall leave, dear.

Please have some sweets.

I've to go to the church.

Don't you know I don't eat

unless I light the candles.

Fine, I shall be leaving.

Listen...

- Yes?

What's wrong with Anand?

- He's sick, he'll be fine.

Then why was Mrs D'sa

scared to face him.

She's like that, a little

sentimental.

She's scared of every

patient.

Mrs D'sa is a strict

matron.

I'm sure it's serious,

that's why you're hiding.

The priest has not yet

finished his chanting...

and the bride is besides

the groom.

Tell me one thing, what

treatment is he giving you?

What's wrong with you?

- A normal cold.

Tell me the truth don't joke.

That's the problem. I told

you the Hindi term for it...

But if I say in medical terms

like Lymphocercoma of the Nose...

you'll believe me.

- You're lying.

I'm not your brother.

You're my sister-in-law.

I'm not. I'm your sister

and you're my brother.

Fine. Henceforth I shall

call you by your name Suman.

Enough, brother-in-law,

be seated.

What's wrong with you

all of a sudden?

He's standing from such

a long time.

Aren't you ashamed?

How will he feel?

Suman, he's right. You're my sister

and he's my brother-in-law...

let him call me that.

Bhaskar, I know you won't lie.

Tell me the truth.

What's wrong with Anand?

Why're you asking him?

Doctors know nothing.

Don't worry about me.

An astrologer told me I'll

survive till 80.

I've not been interviewed

as yet.

So you believe in

astrologers and Sadhus too.

Why not?

- Will you come with me?

I've have a tutor, he's

a famous sadhu.

Mouni baba, he doesn't talk.

Oh God, I'm dead.

Doesn't he ever talk?

No, I've sent many

people to him.

So nowadays all your

patients go to him.

No wonder he was complaining

that his business is not good.

Don't joke, will you come?

- Sure. Your teacher is mine too.

'Prasad'. Pray for us.

Do you have to tell us.

I always pray for you.

I have called you my brother,

so let me take your blessings.

Bless me. I'll prepare

some tea for you.

What can I bless you with?

I can't even request God

to give my life to you.

Hey, Babumushai...

when did you come?

Did you hear my song quietly?

- Yes.

Did you like it?

- Beautiful, but a little sad.

lsn't melancholy beautiful,

Babumushai?

Yes, but I've always

seen you smiling that's why...

Does that mean every

smile is full of joy...

Sometimes sorrow is also...

Anand, you always share your

joy with others...

Share your sorrows

with me today.

No, Babumushai, I'll never

share it with anyone.

Forgive me, I'm selfish

in this matter.

Anand suddenly stopped

while telling me something...

He hid his sorrows from me.

Maybe that sorrow is the

essence of his life today...

Otherwise how is it possible

for a man...

who is deteriorating day by day,

to have such a stable mind?

I don't what he's sad about,

but I didn't pry...

but if it this power which

keeps him alive...

then let his pains be

concealed forever.

Take his blessings.

Baba, he's my brother.

He's sick. Make him well.

Wait, Suman.

You're getting your work done.

Let me talk to Baba first.

How can you talk to him?

Didn't I tell you he doesn't?

He's vowed not to.

You had. But, Baba, have you

taken a life-long oath.

Won't you ever speak?

I'm dead. I'll never

be able to talk to you.

Tell me, Baba; doesn't it

trouble you to remain quiet?

I'll die if I stay

quiet for five minutes.

Don't waste his time.

Baba, bless my brother.

I'm sure, if you wish he'll

become alright.

Can he do that?

- Yes, he can.

Baba, can't you do something

that I can live for 200 years...

and as long as I live no

disease should affect me.

I shouldn't fall sick...

and the thermometer of all my

doctor friends should stand still.

What does that mean?

What is dying is my body.

Baba, then why should I ask

you for such a small thing?

The thing that is dying

is my body.

Bless my mind so that I'll smile

and make others smile too.

Baba, bless me so that l

should talk as much as I can...

let me talk good about others

and not bad even by mistake.

Will it be so, Baba?

Why don't you leave the onions alone?

Why are you after it...

I'm not. It's after me.

lt had made me cry.

Why did you come into

the kitchen? I'll do it.

Go to your room.

You can push me out now...

but you won't be able to when

she comes and takes over...

That day is not in my fate.

I'm not talking about you Raghu

uncle, I'm talking of Munna.

I was saying the same. Can

I get married at this age?

Why don't you get him married?

- But he should agree.

Find a good girl for him.

I'll coerce him.

He won't listen. A nice

lady used to come here...

she no longer does.

Who was she?

She was nice and I think

Munna liked her too.

But you know how he is.

Tell me, will any girl

propose to a man.

Never.

Set a wedding date, bring

a priest along...

and catch Munna and get him

married. Will it ever happen?

No, never.

Munna doesn't understand.

He's doing social service...

and is never bothered

about himself.

Babumushai, what are you doing alone?

Come, let's go out.

But where?

- Anywhere, come let's go.

Come. No one can

argue with you.

But not by your car.

- Then?

From here to Victoria Terminus

and terminus to Victoria.

That means a horse carriage.

- Why?

A Victoria has it's own

grandeur...

lt feels like the ancient

rich are arriving like some...

Lucknowi Raibahadur

Murarikhan sharif.

Come, Babumushai, let's go.

You'll have to wait for

the bus for an hour.

So what, Babumushai?

- Hey, Murarilal...

What?

Didn't you recognize me? We

had beer at Qutub Minar and...

we were drunk...

You're mistaken, I've

never been to Delhi.

Your memory is very weak.

I'm telling the truth. My name

is not Murarilal, but Jagdish.

I have a friend named Murarilal

and he resembles you...

So what? I've met another

Murarilal on this pretext...

Shake hands, I'm glad to

meet you. Aren't you...

Yes.

Don't forget me.

Go now.

Anand, you should have seen

whether he was Murarilal or not.

I don't know anyone by

the name of Murarilal...

So what? I felt like

meeting him and I met him.

Do you ever feel that you

don't know a person...

who has helped you and

yet you never liked him?

Yes.

At times you may meet a person

who has never helped you...

but yet you like him.

Yes, but why?

Yes, tell me why.

Because he...

I'll tell you. Every human body

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