Tukaram Page #7

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Why don't they

consider their own welfare?

Why don't they

consider what's good for them?

Who will finally come to their aid?

Oh Lord Vitthal... Vitthal

Oh Lord Vitthal... Vitthal

Oh Lord Vitthal... Vitthal

Oh Lord Vitthal... Vitthal

Tuka gave up money lending

and immersed himself in worship

I thought, "Great, now his

pride will take a beating,"

"My business will prosper"

But he's back to trading and farming

And he renovated the temple

So his business of worship has started

Those who gather

around him for worship...

...go to Kanha for loans

And those who take money from Kanha...

...pay obeisance to Tuka

It's a profitable business

- Yes

If we don't wake up now...

...we'll have to pack up

and leave one day soon - So?

There's just one solution

- What?

Mambajibuva

- Who?

He's a bigwig from Chinchwad

He needs a bigger area for his work

It's get him here

Great! His strength of

devotion and your power...

We'll move the ground

under the Ambiles' feIt

God, it's good that I am insolvent

God, it's good that I am insolvent

And that the famine tortured me

And that the famine tortured me

My repentance made me think of you

My repentance made me think of you

And this worldly

life become nauseating

And this worldly

life become nauseating

It's good, oh Lord,

that my wife harasses me

It's good, oh Lord,

that my wife harasses me - Tukaram.

What does 'a shrill wife' mean?

'A shrill wife' means...

..."Thank God, you gave me...

...a quarelsome wife"

Hence I lost

interest in family life...

...and concentrated on your wrorship

I am quarelsome?

Why? Because I feed you?

look after you?

Or give offerings of

food to that black God...

...even if my kids are hungry?

What are you saying?

- Yes, it hurts when I talk

You don't earn a

penny; I still run the house

Take care of the business,

and the kids

That doesn't count?

And your idle friends!

They're here early

morning to beat cymbals

They have no work

All their wives curse them

And I'm quarelsome?

You are right Avali

Damu's wife threw a stick at him

I don't blame her!

And Santu's oil mill is closed?

The bull ran away

His wife has to work the mill

Are you teasing me?

No, you're right

They have been thrown out

And they are calling you 'shrill'

Give them a piece of your mind

They don't work;

they get to eat anyway

All they do is beat on cymbals

And create noise everywhere

They are alive but as good as dead

They have no shame whatsoever

They don't care for and

have forsaken their families

Their wives suffer; and

exist by turning hard like stones

Avali

Don't cry

All of them

Me too, have become conceited...

...that we are all great devotees

We do good for the world

So we neglect our wives

and kids We call them names

Whose side are you on?

The side of sorrow

Then why call me 'shrill'?

Not you! They

complained about their wives

So I wrote 'shrill wife'

You told me of your

distress I expressed that too

Yes. As if you are

never angry with me?

Maybe...

I may have expressed my anger

But the expression in my

words is never mine alone

A poIt's heart is the rrecess

for all the sorrows of society

God himself has no other

place to rest his burden

Greeting. Come...

- Greeting.

Carefully.

This is Digubhat

- Greetings!

Joshibuva...

He looks after this monastery

Kanakdas, a man from the North...

...established this

monastery 100 years ago

There was a rest house here

for travelers

This is a Shiva temple

Kanakdas lived here

In this garbage heap?

Um... yes

- Yes

I can't live amid rubbish

Give me good accommodation

Is the village wealthy?

What wealth?

The famine destroyed everything

Then why did you call me?

There are moneylenders like Laxmidas

You don't worry

We will manage the funds

A monastery means festivals

Religious rites

Hundreds of people

will eat We need money

We'll get it.

The village folk are religious

Just being religious isn't enough

We need finances to

restore the monastery

Yes.

What about water?

I'll show you

Here...

Oh no!

This sludge must be removed

get the villagers on it

Clean it up; repair it

The monastery needs constant funds

We must have land.

Understood? Come on

let's go.

- Careful.

How is it? It's my first attempt ever

Why have you scribbled this Santu?

You have just put

together some letters

look, don't feel bad

But poetry must come

from experience - What?

See... Vitthal is our

respected deity but...

...that doesn't make

every verse about him great

It must be true

Real, backed by experience

Use your surroundings when you write

I have my oil mill,

bullock and oil What can I write?

You will one day

Your poetry will flourish

Really?

- Yes. Come...

Okay.

May Lord Shiva bless us

May Lord Shiva bless us

May good fortune be yours

This is Tukoba. A famer and trader

This is Santu. An oilman

Who is there?

May Lord Shiva bless us

Tukoba is also a moneylender

- That's great!

Great!

I have heard about you.

I wanted to meIt you

I have decided to restore Kanakdas's

monastery to its fomer glory

Rich men like you should participate

Tukoba has also renovated his temple

You have a temple?

- Yes

With 'Keertans'

(musical narrations)? - Yes

Do people come to listen?

Yes, they have started to

It's surprising.

You are lower caste people

But you build

temples and do 'keertans'

He also writes devotional verse

Mean? You know Sanskrit?

Enough to get along

- He knows it well

These days, anyone

writes about the holy bLooks

This is a question of rights

But also, people should

stick to what they know

for instan ce, I wrould have liked...

...to discuss prices of

rice and cereal with you

We would have given you the

contract for the monastery

Or why don't you do this?

The monastery is spacious

We'll install your Vitthal idol there

You look after the temple

You take all the earnings

And donate a bit to the monastery

You have misunderstood

One temple is hereditary

It's there for devotion, not profit

Wait. We haven't finished

We came for something else

He writes. He had some

questions on the BhagwadgeIta

Fine. Ask...

No! I've got the answers

Didn't I tell you?

This is Tuka!

We have to teach him a lesson

He's no scholar. He's a businessman

He'll lord it over

everyone if he goes to the markIt

And a hypocrite!

It's the short guys who

need to struggle to seem tall

A cot is a challenge for the bedbug

It's a long way to climb!

- Brother - What?

A wolf bit Laxman,

the blacksmith's son - What?

Oh God! let's go

What happened Laxman?

Wolves attacked me

Theyn have bitten the

flesh off your arrrm

Didn't you go to see a girl to marry?

- Yes

I left in the morning

I stopped at the well to eat.

Two wolves came at me

And then?

- Then...

I had my axe. I killed both

- Lord Pandurang...

come on

- Carefullyn.

Slowly.

Oh no! What happened?

Wolves bit him

- Where?

Near the well.

- Sit

He killed them - Oh God!

- get some tumeric

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