Arzoo Page #2
- Year:
- 1965
- 177 min
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What would you know...?
- Not the sermon again.
To hell with you and your love.
Listen now. Tomorrow...
l got to take the 2pm bus to Gulmarg.
Meanwhile, will you show me around?
Sure.
- Where?
The temple of Shankaracharya?
- Sure.
ln the morning?
- Okay. Now go to sleep.
Not again!
- Can't hook a girl without singing.
But she is away,
why are you singing here?
Come on sir. We're halfway through.
That's the temple.
Are you tired, sir?
- Yes. You don't get tired.
l do get tired. But got to carry on
for the sake of a living.
lsn't the Dal breathtaking?
lt also has lotuses, sir.
Look, over there.
The Chasm-e-Shahi gardens.
Whenever he used to visit this place,
Whenever l think of Mr Nehru,
it moves me.
Yes Mamdu, even God feels the need
for good men.
Right sir.
- Let's go.
Our land is very beautiful. The people
here are beautiful too, but poor.
Delhi is nice too.
- Have you seen Delhi?
four months at the Kashmir Emporium.
Sir, won't you pay your obeisances?
- l'm in awe of the Lord, right here.
Go too near, and God gets irritated.
- By Allah, it beats me.
lt's time for the bus.
l've got to get to Gulmarg.
The Lord is near, and you run away!
Sir!
Where are you off to?
- To Gulmarg Daddy, with aunt.
Yesterday you weren't willing to go.
- l thought l'd go. Aunt insists too.
Usha, make it fast.
lt's time for the bus.
Coming, aunt. May l, Daddy?
- Go on.
Take care, dear.
- Right.
Fast uncle, the bus is about to leave.
- Coming Usha. Your aunt...
still hasn't yet got off the tonga.
Lady, will you hurry up?
You'll miss the bus.
Hurry up, aunt.
Get my stuff down, coolie.
- The bus is about to leave.
l'm not travelling in this bus.
- The next bus is after two hours.
Whatever! l don't want to travel
in this bus. Get my luggage down.
Look at that idiot! How could he
get an entry into the championship?
Let me see him.
- See who he is.
Mr Sarju of Okhla?
Will that oaf win?
Congratulations!
Congratulations!
l know her, and also her temper.
You had no right to insult me.
- What...?
- You said you know my temper.
Have you seen me in a rage?
Who loses temper? You or me?
Ask yourself.
- Who left the bus in a fit of rage?
Who left the hotel? Who ran away
from the temple? You or l?
You take to heart something
Aren't you ashamed?
- Great! You blame me, eh?
Lady, in maintaining a distance,
l'm trying to be decent.
ls trying to insult a girl, decency?
l'm just trying to keep a distance.
- That's what is insulting.
l see. lf you say,
Oh! Who wouldn't die
for such simplicity, Lord!
Even without a sword she's deadly!
Let go!
Can't you help? Aren't you ashamed?
l'm hurt, l can't stand.
Don't scream. lt's a bad sprain.
lf you don't get treatment now...
you'll be crippled for life.
- Cripple, my foot!
Yes, an amputation maybe.
- l'd have my neck slit before that.
ls a clipple's life worth living?
l'd rather kill myself.
That's it. No problem now.
As if you are a big doctor!
- Aide in distress is a doctor, lady.
Here...
now go home.
l can't walk.
- Let me mount you on the horse.
Hope you want me
to drop you home too?
May l ask something?
- Sure.
You despise me, don't you?
- What...?
Only a madman can dare
l'm not a thing, l'm a girl.
- Pardon me...?
Right. A girl, a human being.
Human errors should be pardoned.
l see. Why don't you tell me
you're asking for forgiveness?
But you won't give me a chance.
- That's my complaint. You don't...
give a chance to apologise. ln no time
you pick up a stick or a sandal.
So l see, you have a complaint too?
- l'd have told you if l had one.
My heart's full of complaints.
- Then voice your complaints.
Shall l...?
- Sure.
O'beautiful blossom...
all l rue...
is that...
you took me for a stranger
That's my only complaint
Sometimes you evade me...
sometimes you make a companion
A wine you are...
you are fire and ice too
Fill my chalice with wine...
fire and ice
My chalice is empty...
that's what l regret...
That's my complaint...
o'sensuous blossom
She carries herself off with panache
She's got the attitude
Breaking hearts...
is a wont of beauty
Breaking hearts...
is a habit with beautiful girls
You have no sense of humour...
that's what l regret...
that's my only complaint
O'glorious blossom
all l rue...
is that...
you consider me a stranger
That's too much for the asking.
- You could've answered at least one.
l'll think and tell you.
- Thanks.
lt seems you've arrested Usha.
- l fell off the horse, uncle.
He saved me.
- Lucky girl. Know what?
The hero of Gulmarg has saved you.
You aren't hurt, are you?
- No, aunt.
Apply some turmeric and lime,
she'll be fine.
Thank you.
- Mr Sarju, in honour...
of your victory, l and my friends
want to give you a party.
You must come for dinner tonight.
- What's the hurry, Major?
We can have a party later.
- We're going back tomorrow morning.
Tomorrow morning...?
- Yes.
l've come to take a liking here.
- l'm sorry dear. l got to join duty.
So Mr Sarju, you're joining us
for dinner tonight.
As you wish.
The hosts are very interesting people.
- They are.
Won't you have a piece of cake
from me?
What's the need? Looking at you
just sweetens my tongue.
You've got a silver tongue...
but you're very harassing.
What...?
- Yes.
There's a bet going on.
You must decide on it.
Tell me.
- The argument is about...
where you learnt such brilliant
skiing. My wife says that...
you must've learnt it in Switzerland.
But l argue that...
the attitude, finesse,
the delicate touch in your skiing...
can only be acquired from France.
Right? Say yes.
- Say no.
Forgive me. Neither. Actually,
l learnt skiing in my village, Okhla.
There's no snow in Okhla.
- Who needs snow to learn skiing?
Skiing is an art of balance. And this
art l learnt handling the yoke...
while ploughing the fields.
- Are you trying to fool us?
Must l?
- You mean we're fools anyway?
Attention. One brandy on that.
- Coffee for me, also one for aunt.
Leave me.
The surprise item of the evening.
My wife will play the piano for you.
And my niece, Usha,
will sing for you.
The All lndian skiing champion
is present here, and you won't sing?
You will have to sing today.
- But uncle, l don't know to sing.
You won't sing?
That upsets me.
You have company, uncle...
it upsets me too.
Saw that? l was upset,
so she gave in.
She's singing because you're upset?
- Of course.
Then l'm upset.
Don't be upset.
Where are you going?
Wherever you go,
you'll find me there
Let's see if you can
dodge my eyes
Let's see if you can
escape my thougths
Try as much as you
can to hide...
you will be caught
l'll find you
lt's even harder
to hold back
Read my eyes
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