Narasimha Page #6

can destroy a happy family

in minutes like...

Go... go and tell your master...

that we will not leave

this home until we are alive.

If anything leaves from here,

it will be three dead bodies.

And if your master orders,

cut us to pieces with your sword...

in which you take pride.

Go... go away!

Bravo! Welcome, my lion!

Take your reward. Take more!

And more!

All this is yours.

What happened?

It is not enough?

I could not throw them

out of the house, Bapji.

What? You mean that girl

and that kid...

turned out to be

more powerful than you?

No Bapji, my conscience turned

out to be more powerful than me.

What nonsense are you talking?

Are you in your senses?

Didn't you drink today?

Tell me the truth,

what is the matter?

Let them stay there, Bapji.

They are tiny mites against you.

And you must sometimes

show mercy on mites too.

Foolish man, how did you

become sympathetic towards them?

You won't understand the

pain of being rendered homeless.

I do.

When the sky spits on you,

and the earth abuses you...

you don't know

where to take your corpse.

Even graves shut their doors

on you.

Let them stay there, Bapji.

Let them live.

Shut-up! I had sent you to

throw them out of the city.

And you, a petty goon,

are advising me?

I am requesting you, Bapji.

That boy is injured...

his sister is unemployed.

The rains are approaching...

where will they leave their

home and go?

To hell! But they

will not live in this city.

- This is their city too, Bapji.

- But the law is mine.

Since years, the orders from

this mansion...

has been the law of this city.

Orders from mansions

are no more laws, Bapji.

India is a free country.

My order is

still the law of this city.

And my order is that you go now

and throw them out of the city.

I have followed your

every order until today.

Without thinking

whether it is right or wrong...

good or bad, sin or virtue.

But today...

You have started thinking?

Every shoe

thinks it can become a hat.

But it is the fate of the shoe

to be crushed under the feet.

And the hat has a right

to adorn the head.

When the shoe rebels,

it can crush heads, Bapji.

You betrayer!

You will rebel against me?

Then I will have to skin

you alive today!

You rascal! You betrayer!

Bapji, beat me as much as you want,

but please spare them.

Years ago, a home

had been destroyed similarly.

And a Narsimha was born.

If you render them homeless,

one more Narsimha will be born.

That will be even more better.

I need such Narsimha...

who, for a little food & a bottle

of liquor, come & beg at my mansion.

How many more Narsimhas'

will you create, Bapji?

If need be, I will make every

youth of this city Narsimha.

But if even one of those Narsimhas

finds his real mission in life...

your mansion will be destroyed.

You rascal!

You have not guessed

the power of Bapji.

The mission of Narsimhas'

created by me...

will be nothing

but following my orders.

They will run gambling

and liquor dens on my orders.

They will capture

booths during elections.

They will create riots

and destroy millions of homes.

They will even brutally

kill women and children.

They will give up their

lives on one word from me...

or even take someone's life.

The Narsimha who refuses to do

this, I'll eliminate him forever!

Enough Bapji. I stop

being your slave from today.

From today begins the war.

And this war begins not over

whether one family...

lives in this city or not.

This war will decide

whether this city is yours...

or of the people living here.

This war will decide whether the

youths of this city...

are puppets in the

hands of Bapjis' like you...

or this city's fate.

Put your whole power in removing

that family from this city.

And I will use my whole power to

keep that family in this city.

I have the promise of

every youth of this city...

I will die, but not

let another Narsimha be born.

- Please give me these things.

- I won't give anything.

Why?

We are the audience,

we will watch your show.

Shake a leg, let us also see.

Don't you know how to

talk to decent people?

Hey! You look

for customers at night...

and talk of decency during day?

- Suleiman!

- What is it?

Why did you park

your truck outside my house?

- So what?

- How will I go in?

Why do you need to go in

when I am here?

What do you mean?

Come with me,

I'll take you to the brothel.

All your needs will be fulfilled,

and some of mine too.

- Coming?

- Suleiman!

Get lost!

Stop!

- Why are you beating him?

- He abused you.

He abused me, not you.

What have you got to do?

What he is doing

is his helplessness.

But what you are doing is neither

your helplessness, nor your right.

You don't have to fight for us.

We don't have the habit

of hiring goons to protect us.

Narsimha is a lost man,

with nowhere to go.

How is that?

He lost you...

and even Anita slapped him in

everyone's presence...

and asked him to leave.

- But they are still in the city.

- Don't worry about that, Bapji.

I have left everything aside

and am after them.

Their rations have been stopped

on your orders already.

Just wait 8-10 days.

If they want to live...

they will leave the city,

or leave the world due to hunger.

- Give me oil.

- There is no oil. Leave!

- I am paying you.

- I know you have lots of money.

Your father was in the police. He

must have left a lot of bribe money

You rascal!

How dare you abuse my father!

I will not spare you.

Leave me!

Beat him up!

Where is Ravi going

at such a late hour?

Even his blood has begun to boil.

I heard he was involved in

a fight with some shopkeepers.

- Where are you going?

- I'll go and see.

He may get into a

fight with someone again.

Missing father very much?

If father was alive today,

all this would not happen.

All this... all this has

happened because of me.

- No Ravi.

- Forgive me, sister.

- Don't dear.

- I am responsible for this.

Forgive me.

Rat killing poison.

Kills in minutes.

Give me a bottle

of rat killing poison.

Don't refuse.

Take madam. Rs.2.

Keep it away

from reach of children.

It kills rats,

but can also kill humans.

Yes.

Mom, where did you

get the food from?

A well wisher gave it.

You eat.

Ravi, I have cooked your

favourite cabbage. Come.

But where did you bring it from?

Why do you bother? Just eat.

- First answer my question. This...

- Answer what? I didn't steal.

Mothers even steal

to feed their children.

But mom, who dared to

go against Bapji's orders?

- Even he is a man.

- Whose man?

It must be that same Bapji's

stooge, who else?

What? Mom, you brought

food from Bapji's dog?

Ravi, I did not beg

for good from anyone.

He himself came and gave it.

But you forgot that he is the same

rascal who, on Bapji's orders...

came to throw us out of our house.

Yes, I forgot.

Because I could not forget that my

children are hungry since two days

I could not forget that your

father's eyes follow me all day.

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