Neel Kamal Page #5

Who are you trying to fool?

I'm ashamed to think

I'm related to you!

You keep your "good girl"

to yourself!

What are you saying?

Take your daughter away.

And don't you send her back!

Punish me all you want!

But not my daughter.

Your daughter doesn't

stay here any longer!

Now I've spoken.

How can you send

your son's bride away?

Have mercy on me!

L beg Of you!

Daddy!

What are you doing?!

I can put up with

anything in life!

But I won't have you insulted.

What happened to you, my child?

I'm being put to test.

What a melodrama!

The tragedienne in

tears and tatters!

That's how she wants

to portray herself!

This deserves an applause!

Staging a melodrama

for your father!

So now you like to dress up

like a servant?

The least you could do

was comb your hair!

This is ominous! She isn't even

wearing her wedding bracelets!

You witch! My son is away,

and you wish he's dead!

You want him dead, and out

of the way, don't you?

Don't you speak ill of my husband!

You dare talk back!

You slut!

Daddy!

My child!

Are you hurt?

- No.

Blood...?

No. It's no blood.

It's just water.

Had I any blood,

would it not boil...

when I see my child

suffer like this?

Right now. You're coming

with me right now!

No Daddy!

You told me once that

girls from good families...

leave the homes of their husbands

only once... when they are dead.

I'll leave here once I'm dead.

Please go away, Daddy.

No! I can't leave you like this!

For my sake, Daddy!

Bless me Daddy, that

I may redeem myself!

Where are the servants?

Are you deaf or something?

Sita! Open the door!

For my sake?

What happened to you?

Nothing. Nothing happened to me.

Look at me. I'm so happy!

Is there anyone in this world

who's luckier than I am?

Let me go now. There's a lot of

work to do. And I'm all-alone.

You went through all this, and

you didn't even write to me!

You won't leave me

ever again, will you?

You brought me here. You won't send

me away before I die, will you?

No. Don't be afraid.

Mummy!

No! You mustn't tell

your mother anything!

Come with me.

Mummy...

Mummy, what have you done to her?

When did you arrive?

No! Don't!

What have you done to her?

- Why ask Mummy? Ask the princess.

Don't interfere.

I left her in your care.

And when I get back, I see that

she's working like a servant!

There isn't a servant

in the house!

You expected me to keep

the servants...

so that they could tell stories

of her escapades?

The lady of the house

stays out all night!

Now listen to me carefully.

I won't keep servants...

till this wanton woman stays here.

If she was a wanton woman, she would

never have put up with this torture.

You are a slave to your wife!

She has you enticed!

She has brought the family

a bad name!

And you expect me to sit quietly?

Not as long as I'm alive!

So what do you want to do?

You want to kill her?

Go on! Kill her!

You call your mother a killer?

- Kill her. And save your name.

Come on. We're leaving.

I won't live in a house of sin!

Stop! Please don't go!

Please don't go away!

L beg Of you!

I'll go away from here.

It's all my fault. Cursed luck!

Get out of my sight!

Slut!

If anyone goes away...

What will people say? I'll be accused

of setting son against mother!

Will you have me disgraced?

The disgrace will kill me!

And what will Daddy say?

He isn't going to be proud.

Is this the upbringing

he gave me?

That's far from the ideal

he seeks in me.

I have never asked you

for anything.

But this one thing

I beg you for.

Will you refuse me?

This is all I want.

And no more.

Why aren't you ready yet?

But Mummy, it's just eight o'clock.

Please put on the last hook for me.

Is Sita ready?

No. She took ill as soon

as she saw Ram.

Switch off the light please.

I have grown so accustomed to the

darkness. I'm scared of the light.

You aren't ready yet?

We're going to a party.

Please, I'm not feeling well.

If you don't go, I don't either.

- No. Your mother will mind it.

What is she going to think?

- Let her think what she wants.

You aren't well.

How can I leave you?

If you really want, we could...

No. Aren't you a bit

head-over-heels in love?

Go on. Your mother is calling you.

Go on.

Must I?

When you get back,

you'll find me waiting for you.

Ram! Help me!

Ram! Where are you?!

Ram! I'm so afraid!

Come with me.

IQ!

Come.

Come unto me.

No! I don't want to die!

This is the night!

Come. You must come.

Come

Come with me

Where are you taking me?

Ram! Where are you, Ram?

Come

Strange, isn't it?

A beautiful woman... all alone

so late at night?

Something amiss?

Come to me, my love.

Come

She's going to kill herself.

Come

Strange! The car crashed,

and not a scratch on her?

God has saved her.

Carry her to the keep.

- All right.

Listen... please send your husband

to the police station tomorrow.

Make sure he's carrying

your driving license.

Slop!

There's no place

in this house for you!

Why?

Stop acting innocent.

The police drop you home

in the middle of the night!

And you ask why?

Get out of here, you slut!

I've heard enough of that.

If I leave this house, your son

is going to come with me.

You?

So you heard me?

Look, you mustn't fight

with your mother.

As long as you are with me, as long

as I have your love, your trust...

whatever they say

doesn't matter to me.

Sita, the day we were engaged...

I was so happy-

I know.

And I have always loved you.

I have loved you more than myself!

I know it. Deep in my heart.

You promised me you'd be mine.

And mine only.

And I also said that I'd be born

again and again, for your sake only.

But it's marred now, isn't it?

Don't talk like that

in front of everyone!

I'll make a clean breast of it.

In front of everyone.

Right here, in front of the people

who call you a slut, a blot...

let me tell you that

they are right!

Don't say that!

You want to put me to test too?

Those metaphors are of no use.

Then I won't be a burden on you.

If I put up with everything,

it was for the sake of your love...

for the sake of the trust you reposed

in me. Now that it's no more...

I won't stay here for a moment.

Not even if you want me to.

I haven't been able

to redeem myself.

Bless me that I may redeem

myself in my death.

Where's my daughter?

Give my daughter back to me!

I'll take her away!

This is the last you'll see of us!

I promise!

Your daughter isn't here.

Where is she?

The police told me that they dropped

her home after the accident.

This is a respectable household.

This isn't a home for destitutes.

Destitute. . . ?

She bore this torture, and

she said not a word of protest.

She slaved for you.

She slaved for her husband.

And you call her a destitute?

But to me she's a daughter!

I gave her a mother's love.

I was the father, the mother,

the brother, the sister!

I meant everything to her.

When I gave her to you, I thought

you'd give her a mother's love.

Before you threw her out,

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