Meghe Dhaka Tara Page #5

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am off to bed.

You are one stubborn man.

You must take your

medicines regularly

Might make you drowsy...

- May I come in?

Need to talk.

About what ?

It is a new dawn in Asia.

These are a few sunrays.

Again at your nonsense ?

- Without booze !

Or, I'd abuse too.

Please leave.

We have work.

Work? Jobless idiots!

We have information...

Ashim Mahato...

of Gopiballavpur...

...is admitted here under

an assumed name.

Conspiring against the

state; that's the charge.

We have an eye witness.

What can I do ?

We have permission...

...from the authorities.

We have a search warrant.

Identification parade.

Impossible...

This is insane...

Come Phulmoni! - Nothing will happen.

Nothing will happen, come.

- Nothing will happen.

Don't be scared.

Phulmoni, listen to me!

Stand here.

Catch her.

What's happened ?

Identify?

I can't find him Sir...

Try to remember who

you had seen!

It was a ghost!

All states are prone to imagining

ghosts of their traitors.

Shut up you nut head!

This one's the worst of

all the lunatics here!

Bastard !

Who's that?

- Ramu, from the colony.

The hero of many

of your films.

That 'city dweller'

hero of yours.

The film never got released.

No one ever saw it.

I know...

Anyway-

Where have you been

all these days?

We all live in

No man's land Nil da.

Do we have an address ?

Right.

I too am a refugee now.

No country, no group,

no friends, no family.

Just a drifter...

a vagabond.

But we will still

give birth Nil da.

We will writhe in pain.

And through that pain...

...will be delivered new life...

Not my lines.

Yours.

Remember?

Bloody!

Havel ever deceived

in my world of thoughts ?

Oh no!

Police raid sir.

Narayan .

One of them has been

arrested from Debra.

Take him in custody today.

We'll take him to the court day after.

And in the middle of that...

Sir...

...road map sir.

They had an assassination plan.

The target was the police chief Manna.

And all you people can see

is state violence, Mr.Bagchi.

When power speaks so

shall the rebel.

If there's a state there

will be conspirators!

Come on!

You bloody pimps

of China!

Narayan!

Damini! Damini, calm down.

Hey!

Damini, be quiet. What are you doing?

...we need to talk.

Tell me.

Be seated.

After all the medication and therapy"

...we've come to a decision about you.

That this bugger is a

complete scoundrel.

He can never ever change.

Ism?

Your alcoholism, exasperation,

all of this has one root cause.

Depression.

We have to make you survive,

you're a creative person.

These aren't my words

but society's demand.

Is the society high on booze?

Why so much compassion

in such evil times?

The dosage which you were

given can't be increased.

There is toxicity involved.

You drank again?

I did.

I mean couldn't control so...

Hence?

We have to go for ECT.

As in?

Electro Convulsive Therapy...

...popularly known

as shock treatment.

Oh ! Which is a treament

I usually practice on others.

We will be taking all precautions.

But Ma'am, before that you

need to sign the risk bond.

Madam .

Please.

The first partition of Bengal, Doctor.

Us, Bengalis, who've suffered

so much since then...

...can't be hurt further more...

...by this new fangled

Western treatment of yours.

Com e.

Let's go for a walk?

Come on.

Open your mouth sir.

A little wider.

Okay.

Heady sister?

- Yes sir.

Surge, swell

Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter

as shackles do break...

Yonder, a new dawn peeps

as souls arise so long asleep.

Surge, swell

Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter

as shackles do break...

Yonder, a new dawn peeps

as souls arise so long asleep.

Surge, swell

Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter

as shackles do break...

surge, swell

Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter

as shackles do break...

Now try to sit up slowly.

Come on.

So?

You need to get better.

You'll have to start

writing again, right?

My glasses? -Yes.

I have finished writing Doctor.

It's a new play.

Surge, swell Oh! mighty waves"

Now the rehearsals.

Smash, shatter as shackles do break...

surge, swell Oh! mighty waves"

Smash, shatter as shackles do break...

How are you doing today ?

Broken..

...but...

...not beaten.

Head the play ? - Yes I did.

Why suddenly mental patients ?

Who is not a mental patient, Dugga ?

Is everyone sane ?

So Doctor, don't you get

government funds for this place?

We do.

Cultural development fund.

Will you be able to

Manage with this health ?

And that too with the inmates ?

You still have a few

more ECTs to go through.

How many volts per cycle Doctor ?

About volts.

A thousand volts play around

in this brain of mine Doctor.

Your therapy tickles me.

May I? - Please start.

We... plan to stage

a play in this hospital.

Here you go, Jack.

Ace! Its all mine. - How come?

This one..

Leave it. - Silence please.

Mr.Bagchi is saying something.

We all, live in the

heart of this city.

But we are all refugees...

You don't know much. - I know..

...on the fringes of society.

Marginalized.

I did right.

Can we never get

back to the mainstream ?

See what he did ? - Amalesh!

Aren't you supposed to give the cards?

We know our pluses and minuses,

our notoriety.

Is this right?

- Shut up. I'm not playing.

But shall we be defeated ?

- What is this Amalesh!

Kartik da.

- You are creating all problem.

Kartik da!

Where are you off to?

Tridib! - Where are you off to?

- If not today then someday.

We will not be defeated!

We can do it.

We will prove it that we

still stand by the working class.

Damini! - Silence.

Mr. Bagchi!

Silence.

Shanti visualizes these

grills as slithering snakes.

And this huge lock...

the face of Goddess Kali.

Her tongue sticking out.

Stop laughing-

Why are you laughing like a lunatic?

- Once the delusion fades...

...Shanti becomes

the soul of my Bengal.

The slayer of all evils.

And then the celebration of

the Mother Goddess, her tempest dance.

Phulmoni? Phulmoni will dance.

Our Phulmoni? - Yes.

Impossible!

She won't be able to do it.

Mr. Bagchi.

Yes? - You will have

to come with me once.

Sorry. I had to stop you.

Sorry?

Okay, let's go. - Come.

Dad.. - Who is it?

Ramakanta again?

No, I'm Shubho,

from your film, 'Runaway'.

I've run away from home.

Here, Keshto uncle's Gram Fritters,

want some?

Let's run away Bhoba.

Where to?

- To the bank of the Padma river.

Pabna.

No, I'm not coming along.

Don't you know I'm being

treated with shock therapy?

I know.

I am too weak to walk.

- I have brought us a car.

Want to see it?

What are you saying!

Car!

There, the master is standing,

Parimal, the loony. Come on.

Master, he will go to Pabna. - When?

Right now.

Twenty.

Making a kill as we are in a spot?

We won't go, won't see Pabna.

Okay fine.

We'll give you twenty rupees.

Let's go.

Let's go Jagaddal.

The flower of pearl,

the flower of pearl!

It is very far!

Your son sent flowers

from the banana plant,

The trees have borne fruits.

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