Pasanga 2 Page #5

Unfortunately, this school is not

right for you.

I'm very sorry.

There are many schools for you

out there.

You may leave.

Those who didn't raise their hands,

please come forward.

Please.

Let's just hear her out.

-Why is she talking that way?

We hold our kid's hands

and walk before them.

They walk behind us.

How can we monitor their activities then?

Our school's concept is,

we let the kids walk and follow them.

That is, we don't ask our children

to come into our world.

We enter theirs.

We watch each child individually,

spot their interests and work on it.

Our school doesn't have a syllabus

for the first five years.

They needn't bring books.

No homework. No school uniform.

No holiday assignments, either.

We don't believe in homework.

We believe in teamwork.

Our children pursue life.

And in doing so, pursue knowledge.

If this interests you,

get these application form.

Why spend on a school like this?

They're playing with our kids' futures

trying to be different.

How will they support themselves?

Let's get out of here.

Stone, paper, scissors!

No playing here.

Go to the playground!

Go away!

I need discipline, manners.

Perfection.

Perfection!

Crazy.

That secretary lady insulted us.

And some weeny kid bumped into us

but didn't apologise.

We'll show them.

How?

There's a power cut.

It won't be back for another hour.

No water.

Get them to turn the motor on?

Vidhya!

He only showers on Sundays.

No water even today? Poor thing.

I only shower on Sundays, huh?

I will shower,

even if there's no water.

Baby, I'm disguised as a Courier Man.

Are you home alone?

You can come disguised as anything.

There's no one here.

Don't worry.

The timing couldn't be better.

Really? I'm coming.

You'll be okay, Dad.

Mum!

Somebody is watching us.

-Really?

Stop ringing the bell!

I'm coming.

Can't even go to the bathroom in peace.

They won't stop ringing the bell!

Where is Naina?

Oh no! He's started again.

Kavin!

SECURITY!

I'm coming.

It was him!

He rang the bell.

Get him!

You said no one was here.

Everyone's out looking at me.

Are you kidding me?

Sir! I swear on my mom,

it wasn't me.

I'm coming.

Who are you?

Buzzing the bell like a mad man.

Watch your manners.

I'm your next door neighbour.

You live here?

I've lived here for 3 years.

Never seen you before.

I've lived here for 5 years, too.

I haven't seen you either.

You haven't seen me before?

-You haven't?

No, sir.

Haven't seen you in all this time.

Darn.

Nice to meet you, sir.

-Nice meeting you.

Father-in-law! What's wrong?

Dear, come here!

Is this the time to shake hands?

Your dad is breathing his last.

Come on.

-Dad!

Catch him!

-Stop.

Nasty fellows.

Missed it.

-I'll go next. Okay?

Someone rings the bell,

and you call me?

I'm the Apartment Secretary

not the security.

Hi, Auntie!

What's that?

It fell on her mouth!

Superb!

Secretary!

That's you.

Security!

That'd be me.

Bring me those brats,

wherever they are. Go!

So cool!

What?

No air in your car tyres?

Do I look like an air pump man?

Darn. She got away.

Oh no!

What's happening here?

-First it was water, next sand.

Maybe they'll bury you next?

They've done it?

What's that?

-Ambulance.

Careful.

Careful.

-What happened?

Secretary, if anything should happen to my dad,

you'll answer to me.

What nonsense?

How is it the Secretary's fault?

What can I do?

Madam, let's call for an emergency meeting.

You freshen up first.

Yes, bring me those brats.

How can a Secretary handle everything?

And you people...

If you wish to live in apartments,

must you not look after your kids?

They should be disciplined

and well behaved.

And you know very well.

I want discipline and decency.

Perfection!

Oh no.

Looks like Oldie's dead.

I'll spank you!

What's going on here?

Look how they behave right before us?

What are you doing?

Control your children!

Kavin!

What?

They should be put in a hostel.

-Okay, please.

Please, everyone.

You need not worry.

I'll put my daughter...

In a hostel.

What?

-Mom, please don't.

Good riddance! Do that!

Please!

Please?

Yes, we'll put our son in a hostel.

Mommy, no!

Tell Daddy not to.

Akhil, what's all this?

-Excuse me!

I am Tamizh. A doctor.

Hi, I'm Dr. Tamizh Nadan.

-Hello.

I saw everything.

I don't think they need a hostel.

I'm a child psychiatrist.

This is my clinic's address.

Why don't you drop in?

We'll talk.

Sir, call me anytime.

Come.

Kids are naughty sometimes.

But we can't

He threw it away.

He must have hit the peak of sadness.

Dad!

Mommy, don't go.

Take me with you.

I won't do mischief. Please!

You'll like it here. Wait for a few days.

-No!

Don't cry, baby.

I'll call you everyday.

I'll visit on weekends.

Okay?

You shouldn't cry.

-Get going, time is up.

Don't cry

-Dad, take me with you!

Dad!

-Okay, let's go.

Dad, take me with you.

Dad! Take me with you.

Divya

Set the air-conditioner at 20.

Or even 18.

After a long, long time.

I shall sleep peacefully tonight.

Thank you, God!

Thank you.

Go to sleep.

What's wrong?

Had Naina been here

She would not have let us watch T.V.

It's hard to handle her mischief.

And it's hard without her mischief, too!

My baby must be suffering there.

Just wait for a week.

We'll visit him this Sunday.

Alright. He'll be fine.

Hi, Nithin!

Mr. Nithin?

What's up?

That's a nice shirt.

So stylish.

A chocolate for Nithin.

Yeah?

Don't want it, Uncle.

They say I'll get cavities.

Okay.

Ninja Hattori!

Can Nithin have ice-creams, please?

No, Uncle.

They say I'll get cold.

Fine, then.

Some milk shakes or cold drinks?

Which flavour?

-No, Uncle.

They say I'll get fever.

Don't you buy him anything?

Doctor. We think he has

health problems.

The real problem is when a child

has no problems.

A child is meant to have some problems.

What do you think is wrong with Nithin?

Doctor, I see so many kids in the apartment.

They're all so smart, chirpy and active.

But he's always so dull and withdrawn.

Why do you say he's dull?

You could say he's calm.

Only if we treat kids like kids,

will they respect their adults as adults.

Mom and dad are totally wrong.

Say sorry to Nithin.

Both of you!

Like friends.

Sorry, Nithin.

-Sorry, Nithin.

Happy?

-Yes.

Super happy?

Do you like Finding Nemo?

Your favourite character?

Yes, I like.

-Dory or Merlin?

Okay, what's this?

What's this?

-A frog?

Good catch!

Green... Red...

Yellow.

-Wow!

You got all the colours right.

Give me a five!

I must give Nithin something.

Who said you were dull?

You like it?

-Yeah!

Here.

Hey! Wow.

You made that?

-Yes.

He makes these?

Yeah, he does that.

-We didn't know.

Wow.

Damn good.

-Thanks.

Chalk art.

I'll keep it right here.

Was Nithin born in a normal delivery?

No, a caesarian.

He's a brilliant kid.

You don't have to worry about him.

Sir, what's your name?

-Chandru.

Chandru! Okay.

What do you do with this?

Okay, one more...

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