Taare Zameen Par Page #2
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- 2007
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Don't look down. Don't look down.
Look up... look up in
my eyes and answer me.
Where the hell were
you on Thursday? Where?
Let me ask, where did you go, son?
Wasn't attend the school
then where did you go?
- Tell son, where did you go?
- Answer God dammed.
- What? What he's saying?
- Bunk
What?
Bunked the school, Ishaan.
Bunked and what else you did?
What else you did?
Where did you go? Where?
- Road.
- Road.
What's road? What's road?
With whom? With whom did you go?
- Alone.
- Alone.
Are you out of your mind? Are
you out of your bloody mind?
You were wondering alone in the city.
Hadn't you bothered
a bit about us? Idiot.
What's going on here? Did you listen?
If he had been lost then how
can we able to look after him?
And who wrote this? Who
wrote this absent note?
You aren't able to write
properly, bloody, duffer, idiot.
You could pass if you are
able to write that much.
Who wrote this note, Ishaan?
Speak, who wrote this?
Ishaan, this is the last time I'm
asking you. Who wrote this absent note?
- Speak. Who wrote?
- No.
- Tell.
- No.
Tell me.
Class work and homework, haven't
any improvement in both of it.
Just like the last year.
Book is still his enemies. Like
read and write is punishment.
His English handwriting
seems to be Russian sometimes.
He repeat the mistakes without any reason. He's
always attentive towards the outside of the class.
All the time asking for
permission to go to the toilet.
I'm thirsty. I want to do pee.
Thirsty, pee... thirsty, pee.
Disturbs the whole class
with his silly pranks
and have you been through with his exam
papers. He boiled the eggs in every subject.
Did you send his exam papers?
On last Wednesday for parents
signature. Haven't returned till today.
There were a site, I tell you Mrs. Awasthi.
Infect I sent a letter especially to meet you.
Look this.
Math's test. 3x9=3, enough. After
that he left all the questions.
Who would accept that he's the
younger brother of Yohaan Awasthi?
- Mr. Awasthi.
- Yes.
By the way this is the second
year of your son in third standard.
If it's running such like that then I'm
sorry I wouldn't able to help you out.
Maybe he's having some problem.
What do you mean?
Maybe he... Some children are unlucky.
schools for these kind of children.
- Water, sir.
- Get a side.
I told you, move form there.
- 10 rupees sir... 10 rupee.
- Son of 10, 10 rupee.
Thinks my son is a retard.
She thinks my son isn't normal.
Err! They filled up the
class with 60 children.
Teacher wouldn't able to
Bloody nonsense. Idiots.
What I hadn't done? I did the job
for the kids and left every thing.
I took the lessons by myself in morning
and evening, Ishaan... Ishaan... Ishaan.
No Maya it's not your fault.
He wouldn't improve such like that.
Okay... okay, tomorrow I
come early in the morning.
Thanks a lot Suresh. Thank you very
much. Good night... good night...
Done.
But in the middle of the term.
Suresh Kapdia's uncle is the
founder trusty of the school.
I'll submit the fee tomorrow
by meeting with the headmaster.
No, I'll not go. I'm not go to go.
Ishaan, shut up. Have your food quietly.
Will not to go.
Let him finish this year then... I mean
Nando, he haven't stay without me till today.
Err! He'll have to inherit.
And wasn't you heard the
principal? They wouldn't allow him
...in the school next year. They'll
Then where will we go?
Look... look how he's staring?
There at boarding school, they'll
straighten him up by force.
Today he asked Yohaan to write a note,
don't know what he'll do tomorrow?
Trust me Maya, I'm his father.
Fee is out of our budget
but we'll manage any how.
His term will starts
after the Deepawali.
Baba please Baba, don't send me.
Baba please, I'll not go to boarding school.
Mama, I don't want to
go to boarding school.
Mama, tell father that I don't
want to go to the boarding school.
Please I don't want to
go to boarding school.
Okay quite.
Quite... quite.
Mama... Mama...
- Ishaan... Ishaan.
- Mama.
- Ishaan... Ishaan here.
- Mama.
Ishaan hurry up... Ishaan hurry up.
Ishaan. Ishaan hurry up. Ishaan.
Ishaan... Ishaan.
- Ishaan.
- Mama.
- Mama.
- Yes son.
- Mama.
- Yes son, get up.
- Yes son, speak.
- Mama.
- Mama.
- Yes, I'm here.
- Yes speak.
- I don't want to go to boarding school.
- No, you'll have to go to boarding school.
- I don't want to go to boarding school, Mama.
- Boarding school is a good place.
- Don't want to go to boarding school, Mama.
I know, I'm trying. Really see,
A, B, C, D, L, M, N, O, X, Y, Z.
Really look Mama, I know
everything. I always study
...like that. I'll not fire
any cracker on Deepawali.
But don't want to go to
boarding school, Mama.
Don't want to go to boarding school.
Don't want to go to
boarding school, Mama.
What Ishaan? Why aren't
you firing the cracker?
You are fearing to go to
boarding school, aren't you?
Yes, speak.
I'm not afraid.
You are afraid I know.
- I'm not afraid.
- I know you are afraid.
- Look, what I'm doing?
- I'll going to be mad.
I'll not go... I'll not go.
Your Papa says that
you are too stubborn.
Listen one thing very clearly. Only one
rule is running in this school. Discipline.
Don't you worry Mr. Awasthi.
We put horse-shoe on so
many wild horses over here.
Err! Lets go, we are behind schedule.
Have being done, son?
Come.
Change your cloths
in dormitory for food.
Come on.
Err! You are sitting without doing anything
till now. Haven't changed your cloths.
Go and change your cloths.
Come on.
Lets go, it's 9 o'clock. Times out.
Err! You aren't ready till now.
And Isn't this the way to wear the
tie? Hasn't mother taught you anything?
Children, this is Ishaan
Nandkishor Awasthi.
Come forward here.
Come, pickup your bag.
You place is over here from today.
Exact in front of my eyes.
Just beside the Rajan Damodhran.
Rajan Damodhran always
stood first in the class.
I wish that Rajan Dhamodhran
company pay good effects on you.
Do you understand? Sit down.
Writing a poem and its central idea
is today's topic. Page No. 28.
Rajan Damodharan you'll read
the poem and Ishaan Nandkishor
...Awasthi you, you'll explain the
central idea of the poem.'Nature'.
Okay.
Start Rajan.
'Nature'
'Open sky from the top', 'Your
world is filled with clouds'
'It's blinked like a jewel till
the elephant dies due to thrust'
'Bicycle buzzer, stone
or mud or blind man stick'
'Then you seems to be filled with
water, you are our sweet stream'.
Very good. Yes Ishaan Anand Kishor Awasthi
explain the central idea of the poem.
What we see, we feel it exists and what
we can't see we feel it isn't exists.
But sometimes what we see, isn't true.
And what isn't visible, is true. Means.
Err! What are you doing
visible or not visible?
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