Raja Hindustani Page #7
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- 1996
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of me. Do you know why?
Because an ordinary person,
a taxi-driver...
..has become the son-in-law of
such an affluent family.
And by accepting this illiterate,
naive and uncultured person...
..everybody's heads are
hanging in shame.
Poor souls!
They're afflicted with
a false sense of pride!
You too are embarrassed of me!
Me?
Yes.
Aren't you embarrassed?
No.
Liar! Cheat! You too
proved to be like others?
What've I done that you're being so
respectable towards me in public?
What have you not done?
You've lied to me. To make me fit
for this gathering...
..you've even made me wear
somebody's discarded dresses.
I did?
Didn't you?
Did you buy this dress?
I lied to you because...
You lied, didn't you?
What're you doing?
Actually, Aarti lied
to you because...
Lie! Everybody is lying!
Ask her! Does this dress
not belong to him?
Mine?
Did you not go to him...
..to beg him for
a dress for me?
My dress? What nonsense, Raja!
When did I tell you that
this dress is mine?
Why're you lying? Why're you
embarrassing Aarti in public?
Liars! All of you are liars!
I'll kill you!
Father!
You raised your hand
on my father?
How dare you!
You're really an uncultured
and a wild person.
You're not fit
for this place.
I'm realising today that by
falling in love with you...
..by accepting you,
I committed a big blunder.
I hurt all of them so much!
Go away from here!
Get out from here!
I'm not lying!
Leave my hand!
I said...leave my hand!
O God!
What did I tell him?
Where are you going?
He's going away, Mother.
Let me stop him.
Don't be a fool!
He's misbehaved with me.
He's misbehaved with you.
And now you'll go
to appease him?
Even ifhe wants to go,
how far can he go?
He'll roam about on the
streets all night.
And when he comes to his
senses in the morning...
..he will come back
rushing to you.
He won't come.
Listen carefully to what
your mother has to say.
Ifhe truly loves you,
he will surely come.
He won't come.
He will come.
He won't come.
He will come.
He won't come.
What's happened?
What? I'm pregnant?
Yes. You're three months pregnant.
I will have to go to
Palankhet right away.
I'll have to tell Raja
about it right away.
No. You cannot travel under
any cirlcumstances.
Your condition is very delicate.
If there's any tension on
your heart or your mind...
..there's a risk of miscarriage.
You'll have to be very careful
for at least six months.
Please ensure that she doesn't
travel for at least six months.
All right.
But you don't realise how important
it is for me to go.
If I don't go...
I will go.
I will go.
When will this mother of
yours be of some use?
I'll bring back Raja.
Ifhe's annoyed with you...
..I'll convince him in your name
and bring him back.
But he...
Why do you worry?
I'm there. Leave everything
to your mother.
Mother...
Everything...
Of course...
Whatever has happened
has happened.
But you too made a big mistake.
You shouldn't have left her
behind and come back.
No matter how much a husband
and wife quarrel...
..you shouldn't have
left her there.
Uncle...a big scene had
been created there.
The condition had crossed
much farther.
And I too had drunk- liquor
for the first time.
I wonder what all I did
under the influence of liquor.
And they too had instigated
me a lot. And Aarti...
No! Don't suspect Aarti.
After all, she's your wife.
All husbands and wives quarrel.
It doesn't mean that...
Come on...go and appease her.
And bring her back.
She's very annoyed at me.
She won't return.
Fool! Is a wife's annoyance
to be taken seriously?
She must be waiting for you.
Go and bring her back.
She won't return, Aunty...
Look! You were just thinking about
it. And she has even returned.
Look! Baby has come!
Where's Aarti?
Aarti didn't come?
No. Neither will she come.
What is it?
You may read it.
This...
What is it?
Divorce?!
But why?
Everything has been mentioned
in these divorce papers.
No.
Our Aarti cannot do this.
I'll go to her. All of us
will go to her.
We'll explain to her.
No.
Nobody will go to her to
beg or plead for my sake.
What does she think ofherself?.
Does she want divorce from me?
Will she be able to
live without me?
All right then! I too
will live without her.
What're you saying?
No, Aunty.
If anybody of you goes to her
you won't see me alive.
We haven't come here to see
your new performance.
If you hate Aarti so much,
then sign the divorce papers.
Tell that daughter of
an affluent father...
..that marriage might be
a game in her society...
..which can be terminated by
signing a piece of paper.
But in our society, we treat
marriage as worship.
After encirlcling fire for
seven times...
..the relationship
becomes permanent...
..even if we don't see each
other's face for a lifetime.
Uncle!
Mother!
Father!
He wants you to divorce.
Divorce?
Yes. The documents in your
hands are meant for divorce.
He has signed the documents too.
He wants divorce from you.
No.
Raja cannot do it.
He cannot punish me so severely
for such a small matter.
Mother...you had said that
you'll convince him.
Didn't you say?
What could I do, my daughter?
I tried a lot.
I even pleaded with him.
I told him not to ruin
my daughter's life.
But what could we do?
He has begun to hate you severely.
You told him that I'm pregnant?
Yes, we did.
We told him a hundred times.
But he made such an abominable
statement that...
..we're feeling embarrassed
even to mention it.
What did he say?
What did he say?
He said that the child
should be aborted.
He cannot do this. He
cannot do this with you.
He can do anything.
Out of anger...out of stubbornness,
he can do anything.
No!
He can do nothing.
As long as I'm there,
he can do nothing.
Congratulations, Father.
What?
You forgot your curse, Father?
Curse?
Do you remember...
I'd asked you for your blessings...
..and you had said that my
marriage will never be successful.
That I would never be happy
by staying away from you.
Your statement proved to be true.
No, that was just...
from theirl parents' curse.
But remember what I've to say.
I won't divorce him.
He wants to leave me, doesn't he?
But I'll never leave him.
I'll give birth to his son.
It's just that I've lost
faith in this world.
I've lost faith in love.
I'm still young.
I'm still young.
Who's she?
She's Shalu.
Is she fast?
She's Shalu Madam,
Aarti's step-mother.
Mother? Is a mother
supposed to be like this?
Madam! Greetings!
Greetings, Madam.
What're you doing here?
I've come to visit Mumbai.
He's Balwant Singh, my husband.
Greet her!
Greetings!
Get up...what're you doing?
I was looking as to how big
people appear from the bottom.
A typical villager!
A villager!?
Scoundrel!
What were you doing?
Come on now...
Won't you allow me an opportunity?
I'll make her move...
Stop!
Madam!
What is it?
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