Phullu

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Tobacco, Pan Masala is

a huge problem of our country.

its consumption is the

main cause of mouth cancer.

This patient suffers from tongue cancer.

And we had to remove his voice box.

Now it's up to God.

We had to remove Rekha's

tongue and lower jaw.

We had to sell two of her bangles.

Tobacco destroys families.

It is terrible to be run

out when you're batting well.

It may happen because of your own fault.

0r because of your partner's mistake.

Tobacco harms you.

When you smoke or someone

smokes else around you.

Be smart. Stay away from tobacco.

Don't be run out.

0hno

Why are you using

so much of white cloth?

I need a bedding not a shroud.

Should I use this?

- I won't mind ifyou use it.

Uncle, try to understand.

No one wishes to buy white bedding.

As it gets dirty quickly.

Colourful c | oth makes

a beautiful design.

Mind blowing.

Listen, Phullu only looks like an idiot.

But he is very brainy. He knows

very well how to get his job done.

I see. Now give me the

cell phone ifit's charged.

Stitch your skirt later.

Give me the cell phone.

Give it to him.

Why don't you charge it in your house?

Isn't there electricity in the village?

0nly ifthere is

electricity left for us.

We do get it. But twice every two days.

Only for an hour at that.

With voltage down.

Got it?

Here.

Uncle, you're an expert at your work.

Tara, where the hell are you?

What is it?

Why are you shouting? What happened?

Where the hell were you?

Come here.

God know what she keeps doing. Hurry up.

Pick it up. Keep it on my head.

Keep it properly.

0nce Phullu comes

ask him to go meet Heera.

He has contacts in Delhi.

I've spoken to him about a job for him.

God knows how long he' | |

keep roaming around in the village.

Hey you...

llThe heart's whimsical."

Mother. We have electricity.

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

"Do as you please.ll

"Live as you please.ll

"Do as you please.ll

"Live as you please.ll

"Spend your heartbeats on your friends."

"Curse or blessings. Whatever you get.

Take it in your stride.ll

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

- He | | o, uncle Heera.

Sister-in-law is nowhere to be seen.

Why do you want to see her?

- Nothing.

She had ordered some things.

So I have got them.

She is here. But she can't meet you.

But why?

is she unwell?

Yes. She is unwell.

Then l'll get the physician.

Not at all. Neither you can

meet her nor she can meet anyone.

She'll be ne in a week.

Then you can meet her.

How do you know that

she'll be ne in a week?

is it viral fever?

- Phullu is ridiculous.

Now you explain to him.

- Explain, uncle.

Never mind it. Sit here.

- 0kay.

Should I massage your legs?

- No. I'm ne.

Your mother is really worried about you.

Her commentary goes on

non-stop all through the village.

She is not worried. Such is her face.

No. She is worried about your job.

I've spoken to one

of my relatives in Delhi.

Get a ticket and go to Delhi.

Earn some money there.

I'm not leaving this village.

- Why?

lfl leave the village who is

going to take care of the ladies here.

What do you mean?

Are you everyone's husband?

What are you saying?

Get up. Get up. Get out of here.

Yes. I'm going.

Now don't ask me to get things.

Forget everything. I won't get anything.

You don't do any favours. Get lost.

ldiot.

- I'm going.

Torture for dowry is an offence.

l'll inform the GDP ofce.

You'll be sent off to

Hetarampur along with aunt.

Grumpy old man.

Darn you. Why did you unlock the door?

Go inside.

Come on.

- I want to pee.

Pee my foot. Go inside.

lfl see you outside

this time then you had it.

How do I handle him?

Hetarampur.

lllt's owing away in mud boats

wrapping itselfin the sky of mud.ll

lllt's owing away in mud boats

wrapping itselfin the sky of mud.ll

"It has set out with

smile in his pocket.ll

"Turning his back on the world of pain.ll

"Chasing its desires."

llSatisfy it with light of your mind."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

llThe heart's whimsical."

The letter is here.

Catch the rickshaw.

Catch it.

We are going to reach rst.

Teacher.

You..

What happened?

- Your things.

You cou | d've delivered it tomorrow.

What ifl had lost memory tomorrow?

- 0kay. Give.

And I have your money as well.

20 rupees and...

Keep it.

- Why?

Keep it as remuneration.

You get tired in getting

things for us from the city.

And you don't even take money for it.

When I see your smiling face,

the tiredness just goes away.

Thank you.

0kay, shall I say something?

Yes?

How long are you going

to spend your days like this?

Why don't you go to

the city and earn a living?

Mother has complained to you as well.

Isn't it?

Not complained. She worried for you.

Otherwise no mother ever says anything

to anyone about her son without reason.

Madam, you don't know.

She is not a mother.

She is crazy. Crazy.

He | | o, aunt.

How long will you keep selling beddings?

Why don't you send Phullu

somewhere to do some work?

He's getting spoilt

because of you people.

He has become a nomad.

Get him married. He will change.

Don't talk rubbish.

I don't want any burden by

getting an unemployed boy married.

l'll not get him married.

There is a really good

and cultured girl in Dumritaal.

Your Phullu's fortunes will change.

Should I talk to them?

- No.

Aunt, listen. She is a really nice girl.

Aunt, mother want four cow dung cake.

Yes. They are over there. Take them.

Take only four.

Are you going to make

a hole in my stomach?

Stop staring. And give me the atbread.

You won't get it.

Mother, please.

l've returned from the

city after working so hard.

Moreover I delivered

things all over the village.

I'm very hungry. Give me the atbread.

Mother. You tell.

- Mother, come on.

First ask him to go to Delhi

for the work Heera told him.

He'll get the ticket. Tell him.

- She as lost it.

Moron. Don't you have any shame?

Your mother is getting old now.

Still I carries beddings on my head

and sells it door to door.

And what's a son duty?

Useless.

And this useless son gets

the cloth for the bedding.

From the city.

And who helps in stitching the bedding.

In designing it.

This useless son.

Instead of honouring

me you're insulting me.

Rascal. Are you going to live

a life like this? Stitching beddings.

A man is supposed to do manly work.

You do this womanly work.

Fool around with all

the women of the village.

Why are you ruining your life?

You'll go to Heera. He is noble man.

He is a loser. Very cruel.

He locks up his daughter-in-law

all day in the room and tortures her.

Do you know?

Sister-in-law touched him...

...and he started having seizures.

Noble man my foot.

That's a monthly drama.

What do you mean?

They have this tradition. One day she

went to the temple in that condition.

Aunt Heera slapped her.

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