Arzoo Page #7
- Year:
- 1965
- 177 min
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- What's so important there?
A minor accident occurred here.
- Accident...? Whose?
Gopal, my son?
Ma...
- What's the matter?
Nothing... nothing at all.
You said an accident occurred.
Are you hurt?
No, l'm all right. l'm not hurt.
l didn't meet with an accident.
Then who?
Someone from a nearby village,
a landlord. He met with an accident.
l had to stay back for a surgery.
Are you saying the truth?
- Yes Ma, absolutely.
Come home soon after the surgery.
lt's very lonely without you.
No Ma, l can't come so soon.
lt'll take a month or more.
A month or more? Gopal, don't you
wish to see your mother?
l long to see you, Ma.
l pine for you, Ma.
But l can't help it. Until my patient
recovers, l can't come.
Your son is a doctor, after all.
- All right, as you wish.
Give it to me.
l know his tricks. He's lying.
Brother, why are you lying to Ma?
l'm not lying, Sarla.
l didn't meet with an accident.
Accident is a ruse. l know the reason,
sister-in-law must be holding you back
Sister-in-law...?
Which sister-in-law?
Brother Ramesh has
told us everything.
Silly, it was just a prank
l played on him.
Really? l don't believe it.
- Ask him his address.
What's your address?
- lt's a far off place, sister.
l'm going with the patient
to his village.
But don't worry, l'll fly to the
city and call you up every week.
Bye Sarla.
So you're a doctor?
- Yes.
lt'd have been nice to have
your family here at this juncture.
the truth?
Doctor, do you want me to kill my Ma
over the telephone?
How long can you hide this?
- No idea, doctor.
All l know is that my Ma cannot
bear this tragedy.
She'll die.
- You could call your wife at least
Thank God, l'm not married yet.
Then what was the discussion about
sister-in-law over the phone?
Doctor, it was a dream
... shattered.
O'cruel lover,
my heart pines for you
Tears that run down from my eyes
pine for you
O my cruel beloved, this heart
craves for you
The many splendoured paths
we journeyed upon...
now lies strewn with Maple leaves
in autumn's fall
Those very paths
pine for you
This garden
misses you
O cruel lover,
this heart pines for you
Tears run down my eyes,
in anticipation
When a waft of breeze
yanks my dress...
l feel your touch
Your kiss, l miss
O cruel lover,
this heart pines for you
Tears run down my eyes,
in longing
Still the lake flows, still
the sun lights up the place...
where we used to
share sweet nothings
The lake's stilled waters
pine for you
O cruel lover,
l miss you
Tears that run down my eyes
long for you
ls Usha here?
- Yes.
My child, where does grief
take you everyday?
Nowhere, Daddy.
l just sit by the Dal.
l see. Sit with me.
l need to talk to you, my child.
Sit.
l know what you want
to ask me, Daddy.
But l have no answers to
any of your questions.
No dear, l'm not seeking any answers.
l know everything.
Someone deceived you.
You're not at fault.
But how long will you continue to wait
for the one who has betrayed you?
Look, Mr Rai has written.
Ramesh has praised you no end.
He's a nice boy.
Daddy, is it not possible for you to
send me to Delhi for further studies?
Still you intend to go
and search for him?
Fine, try it.
Now Doctor Gopal, you'll have
to practice walking for a few days.
l'm sure in a few days you'll be able
to walk normally. No one...
will notice that you have lost a leg.
When is he coming? Any letters?
- Received one yesterday. But he...
hasn't written about coming. All he
wrote is, he fell off a horse...
He can't walk properly.
Can't walk properly eh?
What makes you laugh?
- You don't know the fraud.
l'm sure the girl must be from
Pathankot. And l think...
he must be strutting around
with her.
See that? Today's men are all conmen.
What's wrong, Savi?
- Finally he deceived Ms Usha.
He promised her, yet he didn't come.
- He hasn't come? lmpossible.
Possible. l just met Ms Usha.
She has cried herself sick.
Allah! Why hasn't he come?
- All men are traitors.
No Savi, he is very honest man.
- Forget it. Today's men aren't honest
All right Savi, l'll go to Delhi,
l'll meet him and ask him...
No, no, l won't let you go alone.
l'll come with you.
Savi, my friend has written.
Roopchand is an estate agent.
He writes that finding accommodation
in Delhi is impossible.
l'll go over, find an accommodation
and then call you there.
Ma, brother is back.
Look Ma, brother is here.
Gopal, my son,
my darling you're here?
Did you forget your mother?
- Oh Ma...
l missed you so much.
l missed you!
- Really?
Really. When my leg was injured
and l couldn't walk...
l missed you a lot.
l wished l were a kid.
And you'd grab my finger
and teach me to walk.
Darling, you should've called me over.
l'd have given you my legs to walk.
But Ma, now l'm all right,
l can even walk.
You call this walking?
Ganga, heat some turmeric.
l'll give a massage, and by morning
my son will be all right.
Ma, you are so naive.
Ma, l'm taking medicines. l'll be
all right in a few days time.
How are you?
Doctor, some patient is here.
lt's brother Ramesh.
Yes, Ramesh.
Sonofagun! Are you sick?
- Why do you stand there?
Step forward, and give me
a hug, darling.
He has sprained his leg.
He can't run.
l see, so your leg is
painted with henna, eh?
Darling, here l come.
The two of you won't ever change.
- Never, mother.
Sit, while l bring something to eat.
Well, you conned me. Left Kashmir
before l could reach, eh?
You too went to Kashmir?
- You think l didn't?
right before you.
Brother Ramesh has hooked himself
in Kashmir.
lmplying?
- Like you, he's also...
hooked to a Kashmiri girl.
He even says, he'll marry her.
Why're you blushing like a girl?
Won't you say who she is...
where she is and how does she look?
- Why not talk about yours first?
Let me see the one who hooked for
three lifetimes in just three days.
You must surely have her photograph.
Where have you kept it, friend?
l conned you.
- Nonsense, you're lying.
Why did you write that letter then?
- lt was to intimidate you.
Actually l was alone and bored.
l thought of writing something
to draw you there.
lt was nothing otherwise
Just a joke.
Joke?
- Nothing really.
Swear by me that it was a joke.
- Are you mad?
Ramesh, we aren't kids to swear on
something and then lie.
lt's the truth. Else,
wouldn't l have written to Ma?
Whatever, but l'm not taking it.
l'm sure, in a few days, some lady
will strut into this house...
her face covered under a veil.
She'll touch your mother's feet...
and say, Mother, my bird has flown,
away to you, give him back to me.
All right, see her when
she comes to see me.
But say something about your girl.
- He doesn't talk.
Hasn't even shown her photograph.
- Really?
You must surely have her photograph.
- Of course.
ln my pocket lies
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