Pure Punjabi Page #7

Synopsis: A Story About Four Close Friends Based In Punjab Having Passion For Music. Four friends dupe their parents on pretext of joining a medical college. What they really want to do is form a band. Story moves on with obstacles in their chosen path as their parents oppose the decision and their friendship is tested.
 
IMDB:
6.7
Year:
2012
130 min
987 Views


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.

Lives of the other three is

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

we think of making a band?

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.

We souls are linked to music.

Our heart has always told us

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?

l asked where is he?

He... Sir, he is sitting

under that tree.

l think he is writing

a letter to his friend.

Stupid, why would he write a letter.

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Munish Sharma

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