Dharam Sankat Mein Page #2

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I have been married

for eight years!

But I still don't have anyone

to call me dad.

Please, son out my problem.

From today, your worries

are my worries.

You can stop worrying.

Yes, Swamiji!

Hello?

What?

Really?

Really!

My wife is expecting!

My wife is expecting a baby!

My wife is pregnant!

I am going to have a baby!

Hail Swamiji!

- Hail!

Hail Swamiji!

- Hail!

Say it!

- Hail Swamiji! - Hail!

Well dad via satellite.

When you are thinking

of my image...

...when you are devoted to me...

...without any doubt...

...he is my best devotee!

And I will certainly grace

him with the best!

Hail Swamiji!

- Hail!

"Neelanand Baba."

"Neelanand Baba."

"The one who truly loves you...

...and you help him in every way."

"The one who truly loves you...

...and you help him in every way."

"You destroy the sorrow...

"You destroy the sorrow...

"You destroy the sorrow...

"When someone comes

over to you, Baba...

...you shower happiness on him."

"Neelanand Baba."

"Neelanand Baba."

"Neelanand Baba."

"Neelanand Baba."

It's no big deal, dad.

You just have to attend prayer

meetings and perform venerations.

And what about some dancing?

That fat lady looked so funny!

Of course.

And it will be good.

At least you'll chant

the name of the Lord.

If I chant the name of the Lord

in the Ashram...

...is Neelanand going to run

my business?

Talk to the girl at least!

If her parents have any issues,

don't be scared.

I will get you married, okay?

- What?

What is he going to do? Shed

crocodile tears for a few days.

Then, they'll get back on track.

Go ahead, talk to her.

Shraddha won't do that.

Her dad is a heart patient.

He's a mental patient.

The entire community is insane.

"Heart patient!"

These old folks blackmail one

for the smallest things.

I'm a heart patient!

You're bound to die some day!

Elope with her.

Pack your bags and elope.

I will deal with the rest.

You don't have to create

that kind of scene.

The marriage will take place

with everyone's consent.

And it will be a great wedding!

A great wedding.

Anyway, your sugar levels are too high.

- What?

How is Amit's wedding connected

to my sugar levels? Tell me!

Why not? If you wake up early

and walk to the temple...

...it will be nice walk.

Right?

The sugar level

will level itself out.

Do you know why I am the top most

caterer in Ahmadabad?

Because, I taste every single

dish. Get it?

I can't do all this.

Indu, I'm leaving.

Alright, don't forget to

go to the bank today.

Why should I go to the bank?

Baa died over two months ago!

You still haven't

opened up her bank locker.

I'm sure it doesn't

contain a treasure.

What do you mean?

- Fine, I'll get it. Come on.

Don't forget.

- Alright, I won't.

Hey, Mr. Noticewala!

What is this?

My name is not Mr. Noticewala.

I have told you so many times!

My name is Nawab Mehmood

Nazeem Ali Shah Khan Bahadur.

Show some respect.

I asked for your name,

not a long winded address.

Forget it!

What's going on?

Why do you keep handing out

notices for every little thing?

Why don't you park that piece of

junk to the side?

Junk?

-Yes!

This is a 1945 car!

It's a vintage car!

You scratched it!

Open your eyes wide and look!

That's what you get for parking it

in the middle of the road,

Listen, you could have requested

and I could have shifted it.

Excuse me, my son rang your

doorbell ten times!

I guess, you were sleeping.

What else?

No, I was in the washroom.

In the washroom?

What kind of food do

you guys eat?

Washroom?

Uncultured man!

I meant, I was in the bathroom.

Uncultured?

Do you know what jhajharu?

Jhajharu?

Jhajharu?

Do you know what it means?

Bathroom!

Right?

Yes, right.

But, it's not right to keep

handing out these notices.

I sent a bill for the repairs

with the notice.

You will have to pay that.

I won't pay this.

I will never pay this!

What proof do you have...

...that I scratched that

junked up car of yours?

Want to file a case?

Go ahead!

Go ahead and file a lawsuit!

Why don't you forget it?

Let's go. - Why should I?

He's been issuing notices at

the slightest provocation...

...since 6 months!

If it's such trouble

why did you come to live here?

Go and live in a Muslim

locality. Go on!

Listen...

- Communal discrimination!

This is India!

Under the Constitutional

Law 295 -A...

...and 298...

...I can put you behind bars!

I am not doing to get scared of

these laws and so on!

I am not one to get scared either.

- Yes.

I won't get scared, either!

You listen to me.

Don't try to pull rank

since you're in a majority.

This is not going to

work with me.

I don't care what

messes you come up with...

...what issues you come up...

...I will get my head cut off,

but I won't bow it!

Now, these people can't think

beyond killing or cutting up stuff.

Why are you doing this?

You have to go to the bank.

Let's go!

- Crazy man. - Let's go!

Let's go! Come on!

What on earth!

Ms. Alka! How are you?

Sit, Mr. Dharampal.

I'm fine.

I heard about your mom.

Yes, well, I guess age will

have its way.

She was such a pleasant woman!

I still miss her.

She was a nice person.

And she really loved you, too.

No matter what we do, we

can never repay our parents.

Would you like some tea,

coffee, a cold drink?

No, nothing, thanks.

Just the locker, please.

Okay.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

Dad, you look exactly like grandpa.

Right?

No.

I think, your dad looks more

like his mom.

Don't you think so?

Dad seems disturbed, doesn't he?

Please make it tasty.

We have elite guests.

He makes kachoris.

- Hmm.

He's a good chef.

- Mm hmm.

He's been at it since

three years.

What's his name?

- Abdul Hameed.

I forgot to tell you.

There's a chef from Surat.

I have called him in, okay?

- Okay.

Sorry, we'll call

you if we need you.

I'll call you.

- Yes, sir.

No use of coming here.

Dharam Bhai.

- Yes?

We have an order for a huge

dinner party.

You have to handle it for

the next few days, please.

Alright, as you wish.

Oh wow!

This is amazing.

Sethji, thank you for

the donation to our orphanage.

Alright, Mr. Bhatt.

Tell me. -Yes?

Can you say with complete faith

that the kids who come here...

...you don't reveal

their parents identity?

I am absolutely sure.

We have to be extremely

careful about that.

I can see lots of

old records and files.

It's stacked in here.

We have lots of records.

1965, 1655, 1945, 1960.

We even have a few files

which are from pre-lndependence.

1960?

- Yes.

1960?

- Yes.

No! How can you have 1960?

What are you saying?

Yes, we have them. - Really?

Do you see that cupboard

back there? - Yes.

It contains files...

...from 1950 to 1960.

Really? I don't believe it.

If you don't believe it,

I'll fetch them. Wait.

Let me show you this, too.

There are loads of papers in here.

What's the big deal?

Look at this, please.

1955, 1956, 1958.

50...where's 60? Where's 1960?

Sethji, 1960!

- Sir, there are men here,

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