Neel Kamal Page #7

In this house it's

either she or me.

I will never commit this sin of

throwing my mother out of the house.

Keep your prestige, keep your honor,

keep the house.

In mythology, when Lord Ram

was sent away to the forest...

Sita accompanied him.

And now you want to banish Sita.

Your Ram goes with her.

Come on, Sita. This house

is ours no more.

What did you say?

What a mother!

You banished your own son!

And you, are you happy at last?

Faith accompli, or not yet?

I'll finish the rest of it for you.

What nonsense is this?

- I won't stand by...

and watch this injustice!

- Go to Sita then.

If I leave, my wife

leaves with me!

Like mother like daughter!

She won't go with you!

Who says she won't?

You'll live with me, won't you?

Let go of my hand!

I can't let go of your hand, can I?

I took you as my wife

before the sacred fires.

You go wherever I go.

Off to the forest! And we build

ourselves a first class hut!

Make sure you serve me. That'd

lighten the burden of your sins.

Let her go! You can't

force her to go!

Who's using force?

I married your daughter!

Go to the police.

Go to the law.

One minute...

Darling, how old you are?

That's if you don't mind.

This has gone as far

as the police.

22 years.

22? Then why are you hiding

behind your mother? Come to me!

Not you! Not even your father

can stop my wife!

I can't stay away from Mummy!

Oh, come along now!

I warn you, Girdhar!

You won't get a penny out of me!

You're going to live like a beggar!

I care two hoots for your money!

I hope the house haunts you.

Guess who's going to serve you every

time you want a glass of water?

Ghosts!

And the owls and the bats

will come to live here.

And the specter of death will

hang over your head!

Enjoy the dance of death!

Get out of here!

Out!

Go away! All of you!

I want no one!

Get lost!

Did you pull the chain?

The chain... did you pull it?

No.

Who is sharing the compartment

with you?

My wife.

Welcome, Neel Kamal!

Chitrasen welcomes you!

After ages, the dance floor

will come alive again!

This is where our love story began.

Alas, never to be consummated!

Tonight, the story will come

to an end.

At the crossroads of

life and death we stand.

We, the lovers separated

for centuries!

The theater will reverberate

once again to our ballads!

Do you not recognize

yourself yet?

Do you not remember,

Princess Neel Kamal?

These statues... look at them.

After centuries of darkness,

they will see the light again.

And you are Neel Kamal.

You are the one.

Put your ears to their lips, and you

will hear them speak of our love.

Look into their eyes, and you

will see our past reflected.

Have you forgotten everything?

But I remember everything,

Neel Kamal.

That day of the spring festival

when you were wet with colors.

You were playing

with the colors.

Pictures from a past.

Unforgettable.

I looked on and on.

And you painted my life

in the colors of your love.

Colors! There was color everywhere.

The touch of color in the skies!

The colors of the earth!

The colors of our bodies, and

in our hearts, the color of love.

How could I forget that day

of the spring festival?

You've painted me red!

You were all reds and yellows!

You looked so pretty!

Remember, you carved my statue

to get even with me?

Yes, I emptied a pitcher-full

of water over your head.

And then you slipped and fell!

And you were limping.

I'm not going to talk to you.

Why? Have I done anything wrong?

Don't try to act innocent.

As if you know nothing!

Didn't you promise to see me

that evening after the theater...

was inaugurated? Why didn't you?

- Your father offered me a reward.

And you forgot all about

your Neel Kamal?

And you used to tell me that

I'm the very life for you!

That whole night I stayed up for you.

And I cried for you.

The next morning, my father

sent me away suddenly.

And when I came back, I found out

that you had simply vanished.

Why?

Why did you do that to me?

Why did you leave?

Did no one tell you

what happened to me?

What?

I was put in chains. In chains!

Chains? But why?

Because I loved you.

But loving someone is no sin.

That's no crime.

A crime it was. A heinous crime.

That's what your father thought.

The King offered me a reward.

I asked for you.

And then?

I was buried alive.

That statue of yours.

They buried me right in front

of your statue. In that well.

And I kept looking at you

till my eyes shut.

Till my last breath,

I called for you.

So it was you?

A voice filled with pain!

So much of pain!

Call me!

Once again!

Go on!

I have waited ages

to hear that call!

If a sacrifice is called for

to free your soul...

I'll willingly give up my life.

Sacrifice? Will you

sacrifice your life?

For the sake of my soul?

No, Neel Kamal!

That I shall never have!

That can never be!

This is the final test of love.

You are mine.

Yet, I give you up, Neel Kamal.

In your happiness

I rejoice.

That is what I desire for you.

Statues of Sita in these ruins?

Sita comes in here...

and that well crashes...

the chains, that skeleton...

a liberated soul perhaps?

Is it related to some past life?

Maybe I won't understand it.

In the Gita, Lord Krishna says...

"Arjuna, you and I have

lived many lifetimes"

"But we differ in perception.

For I remember all my past lives"

"But you have forgotten yours"

"Because you haven't

attained enlightenment"

It was some power that drew

Sita away in the nights.

But I was convinced

that Sita is chaste.

Sita is mine.

And I belong to Sita.

Where am I?

I don't want to become a son-in-law

about-the-house again!

I swear it! By my father! My mother!

By my children-to-be!

Mummy has come to

take Ram and Sita.

Have you really come here

to take Ram and Sita home?

You are great!

Better late than never!

I know at last what

they mean to me!

My children have forgiven me.

Won't you forgive me?

Glory to the mother-in-law!

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