Meghe Dhaka Tara Page #3

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Here we are. Come in.

So where's my 'Das Kapital' ?

Could I have a cup of tea please ?

Really, you've got

an angel in your house.

You people sit.

Got you two new books.

It is the language of my protest...

It is my dissent's...

flame.

May it burn twice it's life.

If you wish to reach the

grassroots in this country...

you have to dig into our soil.

Just reading Leu Shao Qui won't do.

Great activist!

Welcome Ma'am.

How do you find him ?

Good !

Seem happy 101153! 7

That's because the cops came

in the morning, called me a drunkard.

I've asked Ramen da(brotherly).

They live close by. They'll com e.

Just a few more days here.

You've to recover fast

and get back to work now.

Don't be late, times are bad.

Was behind bars when

the party was underground,

maybe you've forgotten.

You were better off in prison...

than with me, in yet another prison.

No Doctor...

it's apparent...

I keep working but I cannot proceed,

even if I proceed I cannot finish.

Have you progressed

with your translation?

It was progressing but

then an obstacle came by.

The Santhal girl in the next cabin...

...she is upsetting it all.

Phulmoni ?

What's happened to her ?

She has gone mute.

Got raped by some army

personnel in the jungle.

In her veins runs the

revolutionary blood of..

...Sidhu and Kanu,

leader of Kol and Santhal rebellion.

Beware.

If they get mad all your

state machinery is finished!

My state machinery ?

Not yours? - No!

It never was.

This so called independence

by stabbing us in the back...

...we never accepted it.

never will. And anyway"

How on yonder boatman...

my broken boat is

on the deep deep sea...

POW on...

row on my boatman...

my broken boat is

on the deep deep sea...

Have seen three of your films.

Didn't understand much,

but they look like paintings.

And what about my

thoughts you rascal ?

They were also nice...

...but... - ...could not understand.

I have understood...

I am gratified...

now be of some help

my understanding rascal?

Just say...

Can I smuggle in...

some booze out here ?

The Democratic police force can

rape a political prisoner in custody.

"Desher Broto" has brainwashed you.

Pass on some bucks now,

you disgraced intellectual.

Right !!!

What?

What's happening here ?

Back to your wards.

Where is it?

Amazing!!!

This is Einstein!!!

...coming out.

Long years ago...

we made a tryst with destiny,

and now the time comes...

when we shall redeem our pledge...

at the stroke of the midnight hour,

when the world sleeps,

India will awake to life and freedom .

Hey!

Mahatma Gandhi was shot,

and killed this evening

by a Hindu fanatic.

The man who identified

himself as one Nathuram,

fired a fourth shot,

apparently in an

effort to kill himself.

An infuriated crowd...

fell upon the man,

and beat him with sticks.

Hey! You scoundrel!

We assert that after

the transfer of power...

on 15th August 1947,

a section of the left leadership...

feel that revolution is just,

around the corner and

that this freedom is fake.

We have to avenge this!

The gunned down Haramadhav and Sun.

Haruda'a house was ransacked.

I can't believe our

country is free now!

I have a problem with

the word 'freedom', Gurudas.

Its because of these sarcastic

jibes of you people...

that Monishonkar da,

Rajani da have left our group.

Pratap da's theater

group is going great guns.

These newspapers are having

a field day. - Let them!

The government doesn't want

us in parliamentary politics, right?

It's our mistake, we're wrong in

insisting that the freedom is false.

This is Anarchism.

Who are you calling anarchists?

The poor farmers of Dongajora

or the theatre people?

Why are they being butchered?

They are getting intimidated by us.

I can foresee an uprising.

We should carry on

with our theatre work.

Err.. why don't we..

Rename our Central Squad

as our 'Troop Brigade'?

Boudi (sisterinlaw) can

I get a few mouths of food ?

Drink some water,

that's what you need first.

I'm acting in Samarda's

film which is about refugees.

Nitai da has called

to assist in his shoot

On the other hand there

is the zonal meet...

Listen, we are into politics too.

Everyone does.

But that is no excuse,

for your Vagabond existence.

Now go take a bath.

" The storm crashes on to

the blazing for head" understand?

You need a wife.

Dugga's from Shillong.

I'm her tutor here.

They still get trapped !

Your novels are so popular back home.

Which ones ?

- "Mohakaal", "Dheu","Bhangon"

Satyabrata is a genuine

people's author, Dugga.

Much like you he's been imprisoned

for his activism. Tea anyone?

Really?

Getting paid for drilling

sense into wood... tuition..

...so, trying to repay your debts.

Who's the wood?

Madan. Give Ma'm a cup of tea.

You still owe me for three months.

Now you know...

studies are fine...

...then you'll realize you're trapped.

Some difficult love letters

will arrive alongwith a grocery list.

Enough. Your tea.

That is obvious your

friend is a romantic.

Romantic, yes. But the

love letters wont have any romance.

Dimitrov facts and CPO testaments"

these will be all.

Rascal.

What are you looking at?

My mother.

What a face... what fire.

Had made some documentaries,

for the Bihar government...

Saw them up close.

Our true land !!!

The original inhabitants.

Of course.

Unlike us.

Uprooted half and halfs,

imported intellectuals"

Actually

we cannot decide...

what comes first ?

People or theatre ?

Is PTG the party festoon ?

Yelling "people

people" all the time...

The theatre workers want

to concentrate on theatre Bhoba...

...not meetings, rallies and politics.

Why are they herded into regiments?

Here. -No.

Does anyone care about theater?

The lights, the sets, the acting.

Tea.

You cannot stage plays

without a revolving stage.

Not enough light, rundown sets"

...no theatre schooling,

the discipline is gone.

A good play has to look good. - No.

It must speak the truth.

- You're being impatient Bhoba.

Even anarchy has a discipline.

You lack that.

You're irregular. When you do come,

you're busy with your 'truth'!

Is that wrong ?

Truth is relative Bhoba.

Today's truth may be tomorrow's lie.

Think about the theatre.

It's the same for 'beauty' Shibuda.

I say it as we speak of theatre.

I can't do theatre for the sake of it.

I'm in for people's theatre.

But your mass plays,

your new fangled drivel, I'm not game.

Hence the new play at Srirangom

is selling so well and we're a flop.

Let it sell.

I'm not here to entertain people.

Moron!

Be it true or beautiful, do we

have the ability to write a good play.'

The same old hash.

Brecht, Chekov, Ibsen.

You too are stuck at Shakespeare,

Anando. Try something original.

Thought of something new,

Bhoba? - Yes.

I've decided the name too.

Anguish. What's the theme?

Partition? Refugees?

That same old documentary

style of plays.

No.

Suicide. - What!

Why ? Why suicide? - Why not?

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