Ohm Shanthi Oshaana Page #3

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He used to come here

with him long ago.

very helpful

His mom Sumitra and

I're class mates

Poor thing

After her husband died,

she has only Giri

And he...his mother

He could have

continued his studies

But he likes being a farmer

and this village life.

I liked his decision

Doctors and engineers are

not enough.

Don't we need

someone for agriculture?

Sumitra used to write poetry

That time she fell for

Madhavan and married him

Her family threw her out

And stopped

her writings and education

And then?

She does not write now

Giri is very upset about that

He says in her efforts to bring him up

...her dreams took a back seat.

I have seen him crying only once

Feeling for his mom. He's pity.

He's a nice guy, eh?

If my daughter in Dubai, Helen

If she had been younger than Giri...

I'd have made her marry him.

I was just joking!

Our Kanjyani and Giri

were classmates

He knows him very well

What? Were they class-mates?

He never told me.

What? -Nothing.

Hi Sreelakshmi!

Hi!

Come

Look, how is my new business?

Internet is the future

The person who first

brought it here

David Kanjyani

Great

Yuck! This is immoral traffic.

What traffic?

Immoral

Poor kids! This is the only

place...

...they can sit together

They can use internet

and enjoy privacy

And I make money

- Yuck!

- Why yuck?

Why are you here?

Want to browse?

I don't want to browse

I came to ask you something.

About what?

Were you and Giri classmates?

You ask about him from some days.

I refuse to talk

Go away! Go!

You had better tell me.

Or I'll tell your people about this.

I was just joking. Don't get angry.

I'll tell you everything

I know him from

when I reached puberty.

Puberty?

Did you think only girls

undergo that...

Can girls alone come to that stage?

We boys too face it

in life, my girl

We 3 were thick friends

'Giri, that girl and me'

'They both were madly in love'

'What?

In love?'

Great love.

And...?

Like all girls, she married a well placed

guy from USA arranged by her family

From then he stopped talking to me

But what was your fault?

I didn't do anything.

It was my father's fault.

Father?

That girl was your American cousin.

my twin, Julie Kanjyani.

Hey! That cheat!

Julie sister.

Lord! I also ate 2 plates...

...of biriyani on her wedding.

That day he removed

...the pillion seat of his bike

Enough of chatting

Now go away

Let's meet later on.

Okay.

I loved 5 to 6 guys. I say you.

A guy will hate all girls...

...if he has been ditched by 1.

That too by a rich girl

Your family also including that rich girl.

All that doesn't matter

I will tell him I like him

Will he recognize you? Big doubt.

Telling him. How will you tell him?

I will tell him

My favorite saint

will show me a way

Won't you, Lord?

Do you know to repair cars?

Of course I don't.

When it stops, we open the bonnet

Do we have to know how to repair?

Go out in a rickety old car.

...Ieaving the fine one at home.

You can come after repairing it.

I'll walk home.

What happened, doctor?

Did the car let you down?

Giri...?

A small problem.

I need to call a taxi.

It's only a short drive.

Come, I'll drop you.

Thank you.

Let me bring my key.

What? Aren't you walking home?

Where are you coming from?

On our way back from Francis

daughter's wedding.

I heard about it.

A record dowry

was given, right?

Sure! 200 gold sovereigns.

If wealthy people keep

hiking dowry...

Where will it reach?

You ought to be ashamed.

Poor families are

the ones affected.

Our Gopal brother has 3 daughters.

What will people like him do?

I hate people giving

as well as receiving dowry.

As long as people like

you still exist...

...to help poor and

conduct community weddings.

Right?

Stop!

Stop, I say

Park this way.

Now stop.

What are you carrying?

Cow dung.

Cow dung?

Take your documents

and show it there.

You refuse to get out, eh?

Are your legs paralyzed?

Who is the sub inspector?

Is it George?

You dare address him by name?

What is it?

Some chap called Giri.

He finds it tough to step out.

Why do you force them?

Ask him to go.

Can I give you

some cow dung?

No, I don't want.

Do you know

that sub-inspector?

Yes, during a mild clash...

...when I was once part of

revolutionary activities.

After that both of us

were put inside.

He was in ICU

I was in jail.

Papa!

How much will you give him,

whom I marry?

What sort of question is that?

All our assets belong

to you, isn't it?

I will give him everything

Enough?

You mustn't give

a single rupee.

And if anyone insists,

get him married to mom!

Welcome to 'replies'

Switch off the Tv

and go to bed.

Come, dear.

A letter from Suma of Athani.

How will this work out?

Pooja is rich

and Giri a poor farmer.

Have you heard

a doctor marrying a farmer?

Fathima from Payyanad has replied.

That girl likes him,

isn't that priority?

Sundaran from Tirur

explains explicitly.

What is the use of

Pooja liking him?

Does she even know

where he lives?

If Pooja remains quiet...

Someone else will fall in love with him.

The song telecast last week

from film 'Spadikam'...

...starring Mohan Lal and

Silk smitha was incomplete.

Please telecast the full song...

...in your next episode requests.

- Who was it?

- Sugunan from Kundra.

In such situations-

'I was a person

who slept like a log'

'But from that day onwards...

Slumber-Goddess totally ignored me'.

'I decided to find Giri's house'.

Tommy'cha, how many times

I'd tell you?

Why do you struggle

in some alien land?

Come back here.

Will you get Kerala's greenery

and warmth there?

Come back here.

Tommy'cha! 1 minute.

Where are you off to?

Going out to see someone.

It is about to rain

Don't go now.

That's okay, Papa.

I'll be back before it rains.

Listen to me

Don't go now.

I want to go.

Don't go now.

Why shouldn't I go now?

Didn't I tell you this morning?

Go!

Tommy'cha!

- Tata.

Where is Giri's house?

Beyond that field.

Beyond, eh?

You! Why are you here?

I came to see the rain.

Are you a bull frog?

Go home, girl.

Wait a minute.

Go home.

Come to see the rain, my foot!

Annie, who has

gone in?

Your daughter. Then it's okay

"Oh pristine bauhinia, sweet red lotus."

'Today, are you decked in loveliness?"

"Caresses softly...a song."

"Within the heart a tune hums along"

"Deep within stars shining bright."

"Did you gather them from the sky at night?"

"Did you utter words never spoken earlier?"

"Did you sing a song never heard before,

dear?"

"Oh bauhinia, as red lotus you are born."

"Did you swing as dew drops this dawn?"

"Has no one gifted a kiss

in your honey lips?"

"Parasol, woven with leaves, hides the face..."

"...of a moonbeam where shyness sways"

"White doves flutter here and there."

"Dreams born in their soul's center"

"Rain drops falling pitter patter, like music..."

"...to the ears from anklets which tinkle

magic"

"Loving words of moonlight milky

melt anyone."

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