Pure Punjabi Page #7
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Otherwise l would have to
send your report to my seniors.
Why is your mind these days?
l have been hiding your
mistakes since last one year.
One year.
You always make
mistakes in the calculations.
You always make some
mistake in the calculations.
Today, if l wouldn't
have checked it then...
...l too would have to suffer
its consequences along with you.
Take this file.
And get your glasses checked.
l...will be careful.
Hi. Hi, Prem. lt's Meher.
Oh. Meher.
So you have started missing me...
...my dream killer?
Shut up.
Prem, stop flirting.
l didn't call you for that reason.
Hello.
l too don't enjoy flirting with you.
And l came to know that our
dreams were killed because of you.
l...l know.
But you know what?
You are responsible
for that we well.
lf you wouldn't have spoken
about me in the music room...
...Kabir wouldn't have
heard it and...
...he wouldn't have told
father everything about you.
getting ruined because of you.
What?
You are blaming me for it?
lt is your mistake.
Our dreams were killed
because of you.
And you are blaming me for it.
That is great.
Enough. Stop it now.
Your phrases and your ways
of proposing are the same.
Okay.
You didn't like the way l proposed.
Then dear tell me...
...did you at least like the guy?
- Prem, don't talk nonsense.
Look, l tried calling
Param a number of times.
He isn't taking my calls.
l think he is angry with me as well.
Prem, you should give
courage to your friends.
Get them together and
lead them to your dreams.
l think the other
three have lost courage.
l don't know about them but you...
...seem to have
become very courageous.
Beware if you try to
keep any relationship...
...with those scoundrels, henceforth.
l will be your worst enemy.
lf you permit, can l come in?
Father, you?
l have come to tell you that...
...factories don't run by keeping...
...your foot on the desk
in your office.
They run on hard work.
You need to get behind the
workers and make them work hard.
They run on cooperation.
Learn to respect work, son.
Learn to respect work.
And come to me with the today's
records within half an hour.
Hello.
How are you, Pure Punjabis?
Buddies, what has my
father got me into?
Yes, l agree.
But what father says
isn't wrong either.
My father doesn't say anything.
Whenever l look at him, he looks away.
My father says that he has taken
a lot of loan for my education.
Father says so.
Father says so. Father says so.
We can at least meet, right?
Or does father say
something for that as well?
Be a man, son.
Don't be scared of girls.
Everyday you do some
new mischief in college.
Daddy says so. Daddy
says so. He says so.
Daddy says so to me. Daddy says so.
l am sad. When will you pass?
You couldn't clear a single
class in all these years?
Daddy says so to me.
Daddy says so. He says so.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Daddy says so to me. Daddy says so.
He says so.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
You keep loitering around.
This won't help you survive.
Like a leech,
you have sucked all my blood.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Daddy says so.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Whose child are you?
There is no pleasure or joy.
l haven't a moment of
peace after your birth.
Daddy says so to me. Daddy says so.
He says so to me.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Daddy says so to me. Daddy says so.
He says so to me.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
When you take your
Enfield for a round.
You ask for Rs. 500 and
you fuel it up for Rs. 20.
You are fooling your father.
You splurge with my
hard earned money.
Sometimes notices, sometimes fines.
You are the talk of the town.
Son, l can no longer
bear your expenses.
Daddy says so to me. Daddy says so.
He says so.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Getting together with perverts...
...you have ruined my reputation.
With a bowl in my hand...
...you have made me a beggar.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
He says so to me.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
Getting together with perverts...
...you have ruined my reputation.
With a bowl in my hand...
...you have made me a beggar.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so.
He says so to me. Daddy
says so. Daddy says so.
You keep changing your hair style.
Sometimes spikes, sometimes curls.
l don't understand your
strange fashion sense.
Daddy says so. Daddy says so to me.
Daddy says so to me. father says so.
Daddy. Daddy.
Daddy.
My daddy.
My dear father.
No.
Are we at someone's condolence meet?
ldiots, l came running
from my father's machines.
Thinking that l will meet you all.
l will recall old memories.
And you are behaving as if...
As if Meher has become
your sister-in-law.
lt is not funny.
Son, you lost your touch.
Now you know?
What the machines
in the factory have done to me?
Convince your families.
Otherwise our Pure Punjabi Band...
...will always remain
an unfulfilled dream.
You are right.
lf we keep giving in to
the demands of our family...
...we will start greying
in our youth.
Both of you so easily said it.
But the way the situation is
at my place...
...l cannot even think
about going against my family.
Yes.
l, too,
have stopped thinking about this.
Now l am concentrating
on farming with my father.
And he is happy with that.
But are you happy?
We studied together.
We like same things.
ln our school why did God
only give us this talent?
Why did only
Because we were fools, son.
That's why.
Think. Why don't we want to be a
doctor, an engineer or a businessman?
Because God hasn't made us for that.
to do something different.
Do something different.
- Enough. You might be right.
You are right.
But my parents are like God to me.
And l can't hurt them any more.
l, too, cannot see
my father sad any more.
What can we say about dreams? '
They come when we close our eyes...
...and end when we open them.
'Think. Why don't we want to be a
doctor, an engineer or a businessman? '
'Because God hasn't made us for that.'
'We souls are linked to music.'
Oh ring, l shine and polish you.
Sons are like sweet
cake for mothers.
May God bestow all
mothers with them.
Listen to me, oh, ring. Oh crow.
Mothers are like
the acacia shade in the desert.
Father, why do you
always sing this song?
Son, it is great. Gurdas Maan
has sung such a nice song.
He showed a glimpse
of Punjab's heritage.
lf one has to write
a song it should be like this.
And if one has to sing a song,
he should sing it like this one.
Here you go, sir.
Here's your tea.
Did you give it to my son?
Sir, l called him long back.
Where is he?
You should take care of him.
He is sad.
He lost his childhood friends.
You are right, sir.
What you are right?
He... Sir, he is sitting
under that tree.
l think he is writing
a letter to his friend.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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