Mohenjo Daro Page #2

That is why I cannot accept

less than 1O sacks of wheat.

Listen!

Take whatever they are offering,

the market is slow this time.

They will barter elsewhere.

Sarman, don't forget what Uncle

had said... don't drop the value!

But there is an abundance of traders,

then why is the market slow?

Traders are here to take

advantage of the farmers!

The dam on the Sindhu river

is affecting the entire region.

Dam?

Wait... wait!

Hojo, seal the deal

with 8 sacks of wheat!

Right!

Elephant tusks for your home!

- I thank you.

- I am Lothar, a guard of Mohenjo Daro.

You gave your shawl

to that madman Jakhiro.

No one here does that.

No... no, please don't do this!

We are weavers from Kot Diji.

Sindhu river changed course...

and swept away our village,

our homes, our fields, everything.

Now there is no food to eat,

even the woven cloth was swept away.

This is Moonja,

the Senate Chief Maham's son!

A few cloth bundles and

threads is all that we have.

If we get 4 Lapis Lazuli in

return for our cloth...

our villagers

will be able to sustain.

Look weaver...

the fair value is 2 Lapis Lazuli.

If you want 4...

then you will have to send your

women every night to me, one by one.

Take back your words or-

The value of these goods

is 4 Lapis Lazuli...

if you do not accept...

then there is no barter.

Oh really! Who are you?

Do you know who I am?

Who you are or who I am,

does not matter!

There is only one rule of barter -

fair exchange!

Here fair is, what I deem fair!

4 Lapis Lazuli...

not one more, not one less...

or there is no deal.

What's going on here?

All traders return to your stalls.

Move! Go!

Seal the deal at 2 Lapis Lazuli!

The master is not used to bickering.

Forgive him master,

he is not from the city.

He is unaware

of the rules of Mohenjo Daro.

2 Lapis Lazuli!

Load the goods in the cart behind.

That was close.

Do not repeat what you just did!

I may not be able

to save you the next time.

Remember, this is not your village!

I too am a farmer!

I know the hardwork

that goes into harvesting crops.

And then, he spoke of the women

as if they were goods for barter.

How could I have remained silent?

The bazaar is meant

for exchanging wares...

for our livelihood.

Uncle was right...

this city is full of greed!

Hojo! Pack your goods!

I refuse to stay in a place

where the air is impure.

- We will return to Amri!

- Go back?

If we return without the Zebu bulls,

Uncle will harness me to the plough!

Take a deep breath Sarman,

maybe the air will become pure again?

That is Chaani.

The daughter of our Priest.

Why is everyone bowing to her?

She is a symbol of Mother Sindhu's

Grace and Blessing on this city.

They say that Chaani's birth foretells the

coming of a New Order for Mohenjo Daro.

New Order?

Chaani, look at that!

Apologise to Junu!

Let it go, Chaani.

Did you not hear me?

Apologise!

Or else...

I will turn you into a toad!

A toad?

This is my final warning!

If you do not apologise...

I will turn you into a toad.

Seems like he is an outsider.

The Chosen One has never been wrong!

She has powers! She has been

granted a boon by Mother Sindhu!

Please forgive me!

Seems like she really is

blessed by Mother Sindhu.

Chaani... I did not know

you can turn a man into a toad!

Does the rain fall because I say so?

I was just trying to scare him...

but you got scared instead.

Stop staring!

"Hojo! Pack your goods! I refuse to

stay in a place where the air is impure."

You were right, Sarman. We should

pack our stuff, let's return to Amri.

So should we leave? Or has the air

in Mohenjo Daro become pure suddenly?

Has the sparkle returned?

Idiot!

Senate Chief Maham welcomes all

traders to the Mohenjo Daro bazaar!

Maham wants the trade to increase

this year and has always worked...

towards the betterment of

this great city of Sindhu Land!

Chiefs!

The promise that I had made

to Mohenjo Daro 15 monsoons ago...

has now been fulfilled.

For a long time

Harappa was ahead of us.

Where only Harappa was looked

at for trade, in all of Sindhu Land...

it is now Mohenjo Daro

that every trader looks forward to.

I will soon destroy Harappa!

This Senate does not

agree with your rules, Maham!

Whatever may be the reasons

for Harappa's downfall...

surely, the reason for Mohenjo

Dar0's downfall will be you, Maham!

Has destroying Harappa's trade

improved the lives of this city?

No!

By constructing a dam on the Sindhu,

have we achieved anything?

No!

The streets and the walls

in the Lower City are crumbling!

Have they been fixed?

No!

In order to improve the Lower City,

we need resources...

which we do not have!

I propose an increase

in tax from the people.

Senate Chief Maham!

For 15 monsoons, the people have suffered

the consequences of your actions.

Chiefs!

To fight injustice is justice itself!

You are silent, because you do not

know the truth about Maham!

You do not know the real reason

why he was forced to leave Harappa.

That is false!

Chief of Farmers!

Remember, there is only one punishment

for disrespecting Senate Chief Maham.

Whoever is in favor of increasing

the tax, raise your palms...

those against, show your fists!

- Chief of Miners.

- Chief of Guards.

- Chief of Artists.

- Chief of Potters.

- Chief of Fishermen.

- Chief of Brick Makers.

- Chief of Bead Makers.

- Chief of Cattle Herders.

- Chief of Land Owners.

- Chief of Weavers.

- Chief of Dyers.

- Chief of Merchants.

Chief of Farmers!

The tax... will be increased!

The assembly has concluded.

Chief of Farmers!

Our conversation has not yet ended.

Speak up! What still remains

to be said, Senate Chief?

What is it that you know

that the other Chiefs do not?

The real reason for your

banishment from Harappa!

Let it be known to all the Chiefs...

that the Chief of Merchants, Maham,

has smuggled timber to the Sumerians.

In exchange, we reaped the benefit!

As punishment for this crime, I decree

that Maham be banished from Harappa.

Leave the city!

That day I vowed...

I will take revenge for

my humiliation and bring Harappa to ruin.

Ruin Harrappa? -

It is only me who decides, who will

live and who will die in Mohenjo Daro!

And you... will not live.

Yours will be a lonely death,

O Chief of Farmers!

You will be unable to protest again,

in any Senate!

Senate Chief Maham!

Let the City Music Celebrations begin!

(Ancient Makkan Language)

O let's get together and become known,

get close and become one!

You 're a kith,

blend warp and woof with me!

O let's get together and become known,

get close and become one!

The moon and the sun has witnessed

The grand fair of colours

in Mohenjo Daro

Mohenjo, Mohenjo, Mohenjo,

Mohenjo Daro

This fair and romance

This unhindered dance

This is the life's fair,

breathing dance in the air

O listen, listen... do listen!

To whom shall I sing?

The rich here is set apart

with the wealth of one's heart

Each has his own look, own tongue

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