Gulaal Page #2

Blame it on the delight for

that hard and juicy bite..

It seems Iike a trifle

but it's full of danger..

Can't blame you for your plight..

In all of Rajasthan there

isn't one as bold as you..

There's trouble in these steamy folds..

There's trouble in these steamy folds..

You can warm your hands

on the heat of my desire..

"You can warm your hands."

I sigh Iike the sound

of an uncorked bottle..

I sigh Iike the sound

of an uncorked bottle..

My heart beats Iike a

wild horse galloping..

My Iimbs are weighed down by

the desires of a hundred hearts..

My heart goes berserk..

The taste of forbidden fruit

is delicious my tongue..

My heart goes berserk..

One bite, I tremble and

shiver, as if I were stung..

My heart goes berserk..

Move off!

Stop the music. Game over, get lost.

Game over, get lost. Everyone!

Hey! Where are you going? Wait.

Weren't you in Laaka

with Ransa last night?

Yes.

- You a Rajput?

Yes.

- From Rajasthan?

Yes. Dad's from Bikaner.

Where are you headed?

To find out about the hostel.

Need a room? Need a room?

- Yes.

But my elder brother has

already spoken with the warden..

Oh, okay.

If you need a room, let me know.

Anything else, let me know.

No need to be scared.

If anyone troubles you inside,

just let me know. All right?

My name is Bhati, Rajendra Bhati..

Hail Lord Ram.

I want to meet the warden.

- 237.

Yes?

- My name is Dileep Singh.

I am here to meet the

warden for the hostel.

Are you new here?

- Yes.

Do you study or teach?

I'm studying.

Law?

Come in.

I want to meet the warden.

Come in.. Come in.

Is your old man going to shut

it for you? Shut the door.

Come here.

You had come to Laaka last night, right?

What's the power of your glasses?

Pardon.

- Are you deaf too, idiot?

You fool, what's the power in your glasses?

- Minus two.

Say it in Hindi.

Minus 'do.'

- Say the 'minus' in Hindi too..

'Ghate (minus) do.'

So, what is left if

you lose your privates?

What's your name?

Dileep.

Dileep what? Film-star Dileep Kumar?

Dileep Kumar Singh.

Your father's name?

Raghvinder Singh.

Where are you from?

- Bikaner.

How many buffaloes do you have at home?

- Seven.

Not in the stable, at home.

Who stretched you

this long, Iike a pole?

I know why. Someone

pulled his leg too hard.

Please, I've just come

to meet the warden.

Where do you think you're going?

Get hold of him. Make him Iie down.

Make him Iie down.

- What are you doing?

Take his pants off. Take him down.

Get off me. Please let me go.

- Remove all his clothes.

Do we look gay to you?

Get his wallet.

There's just a hundred and fifty here.

You..

- Anwar, Iisten.

Please don't do this..

- Listen. Hey, Murari.

Listen. Put him there,

with that lousy woman.

Naked? - What else? Pick

him up? - Take him away.

Listen. Open the door. Please.

Please..

Don't look here. Please.

Lodge a complaint with the police.

Keep looking and keep me informed.

Wait another day.

No. No..

His brother already had a

heart attack when he heard.

I left the chick midway to come here.

Haven't even sIipped my protection off.

Open the door. Let me go, please.

Too much drama.

- Anybody there?

Lets take care of him.

Please..

Shout. Yell, you idiot.

Let go of my hand. I'll thrash you.

- Please, let me go.

Shut up..

If you yell again,

I've just stripped you..

I'll sell you to these gays.

The Iights remain on or I'll

mess up the daylights out of you.

Come on.

Imran, Iisten..

Who could have done this?

We don't know.

- What is your name?

Whose?

- Yours?

Bhanwar.

I got a call that a boy was found lying.

Then I passed the information to them

- Bittu!

Can you identify the

person who did this?

That girl..

Anu, your hair?

Anu, you're smoking a cigarette?

What if the warden comes to know?

So?

Hello?

How are you my child?

All okay? I had called three days back..

We were at the initiation

of the new teachers.

Oh, okay. How's Rajpur?

Anu, what happened?

- It's very cold here.

Anu, my child, what's wrong?

Papa..

- Speak up.

Should I come there? Speak up.

I'll call you in a bit, Papa.

What are you laughing at?

I'll smash your teeth with this

phone if you laugh at me again.

Yours too!

This was nothing really.

When I was in university,

the ragging was far worse.

They used to hang us up side

down in the commode and flush it.

They called it 'brain wash.'

Anyway, forget about

it now. It's all right.

Is your brother an idiot by birth

or did he study to become one?

Forget it?

How can you let it pass just Iike that!

Jadwal..

Jadwal?

Jadwal.

That rogue..

What are you looking for?

What are you looking for?

You'll hit him with a hockey stick?

It's for you. My hand's

more than enough. Let's go.

I don't want to go.

Why? Are you planning a peace march?

I don't want to hit anyone.

'I don't want to hit anyone.'

Of course, you want to walk

around the campus naked.

Shake the hands that strip you..

..thank them with all your heart.

Your brother is an idiot Iike you.

You're coming with me.

Come on, pick it up!

I don't know how to hit someone.

Why are you hitting me?

If you don't know how

to hit, learn to get hit.

I'll hit you.

Come on, you coward, hit back!

Don't hit him. Get off him.

You stay put.

Come on, go peel the potatoes.

Go peel the potatoes.

Pen the door.

I'll deal with you.

Open the door.

Open it. Open it.

That was solid! Come on,

pick up that hockey stick..

..and strap your glasses on tight.

Murari runs towards their room.

Open the door.

Jadwal! Jadwal!

Either breathe or talk,

don't try both. What's wrong?

Ransa is here.

So? He has a hockey stick.

What else does he have?

A motorcycle.

A motorcycle? And what else?

A house, a car, money and what else?

I have a mama.

Jadwal.

You won't get away with this Jadwal.

Gag him.

Shove him inside!

Next..

Take this and Iisten, I don't

want to see you here again.

Get the air filled somewhere else.

The desire for sacrifice

is in our hearts..

..let's see what strength there is

in the arms of our executioners..

When the time is right,

we'll tell the heavens..

How can we tell you now

what is in our hearts?

Let's see what strength there is

in the arms of our executioners..

Wash up now..

Why? Are you taking us to a temple?

He's Iike a God for you now.

How can we tell you now

what is in our hearts?

Is the water clean?

We've dug a well of

mineral water for you..

Oh, if you were to

come this day to India..

You'd see a land in

the throes of thrills.

The youth here care not

for any larger cause.

He hoists his flag only for his woman.

In every march will be

a dumb man who sings..

And deaf men who march to

the sound of silent drills.

The age of Indian hand

spun cloth is gone..

Even our underwear is

now spun in foreign mills.

Let's see what strength there

is the arms of our executioners.

When the time is right,

we'll tell the heavens..

The desire for sacrifice

is in our hearts.

The desire for sacrifice

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