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Synopsis: This story revolves around Malhar Gopaldas Agnihotri, a out-of-work actor, poor, and dependent on his father, who is heading for retirement. Malhar knows that he can act, very well indeed, all he needs is some encouragement, and some money. He gets neither. His father is abusive, and even gets physical with him openly in front of all the neighors, and even the neighborhood. Malhar loves a young lady named Apoorva Choudhury, but his affections are mis-applied, as Apoorva only regards him as a friend, and she loves Nihal Joshi, a Police Inspector. Frustrated at the lack of love and encouragement, Malhar takes recourse in an exercise, an exersise that will put him in direct confrontation with the law, as it starts with murder.
 
IMDB:
6.7
Year:
1998
180 min
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someday you will be a great artist.

And I will proudly say

to the world that Malhaar..

Malhaar is my friend.

But the talent that

could've given you respect..

I am ashamed of myself..

..that I ever knew you.

I will hand myself over to the police.

Just meet me once at the old theatre.

What for?

For my father.

Even with all the police present..

..a escaped criminal gets on stage,

sings a poem and escapes.

Huh! It's a shameful fact.

The entire police department's

been humiliated because of you.

Everyone's laughing at us.

What people, sir?

The same people that

watches blatantly..

..when some lunatic kills some

college-goer inn broad daylight?

Or the people that simply

applause when a criminal escapes.

Shut up. Shut up.

These suspension orders

are to fire you from the force.

Understand.

You should be thankful

that the date's for tomorrow.

Now you have only 24 hours

to save your job and respect.

Let me finish the bandaging!

Stop this..tapping.

This sound makes me

feel my father's with me.

If this sound stops, I panic.

I am used to hearing

this sound since I was a kid.

It's a lullaby for me.

I would fall asleep

hearing this sound.

And I would wake up to this sound.

My father has written

many absurd things..in my life.

Tick-tick.

Tick-tick. Tick-tick.

I never saw any solace

on my father's face.

His eyes would try to

search the happiness of life..

..amongst the letters

typed on the paper.

Only two expressions in his eyes.

Defeat..and hatred.

Hatred was only for me.

The only thing that binded us was..

Tick-tick. Tick-tick. Tick-tick.

Sophia..let's play a game.

Let's play a game. Sophia..

Come, sit.

I'll try persuading you to marry me,

and you keep refusing.

I cannot live without you.

I cannot do anything without you.

I am scared of this loneliness.

If you stay with me..

..then this Tick-tick-Tick-tick..

will be out of my life.

I am incomplete without you.

Don't leave me at this point.

I will give you all the happiness

in life that you dreamed of.

Just say yes.

Look..look at this piece of dust.

Binded by few breaths.

By someone's lust.

And now I am paying for it till now.

Just once..say yes..once.

Once..just say once.

Say yes.

- I won't go anywhere.

- No..no.

This is a game, you must say no.

Only she has the right to say yes.

- You must say no.

- Don't say that.

- I love you a lot.

- I know you love me.

But I love her,

she loves someone else.

This isn't your fault,

not hers, not mine.

Our Father, up in the sky..

..He has already decided our destiny.

What can I do? What can I do?

I can't say yes.

I must go. I must go.

Am I wrong?

You're very nice. You're very nice.

I want to be nice too.

We must all carry this wound.

You..me..all of us..

We're all like Ashwadhama!

We're all like Ashwadhama!

Look there..

Please type.

..that I am the luckiest

father in the world.

My son has become

an officer in the army..

..a doctor..

..a collector.

He became everything I ever wanted.

But..the credit of

his success goes to me.

Because if I hadn't thrown away his

trophies deeming it to begging bowls..

..if I hadn't suppressed

his desires to become an artist..

..if I hadn't humiliated

him publicly, then..

And so..I am his creator.

And tomorrow, whatever

rewards he gets for his success..

..I shall receive credit for it.

Full stop..space..

Gopal Raghavdas Agnihotri.

Sign.

Come on, let's celebrate.

Cheque.

- Cheque.

- Yes.

Sir..he seems to be

the man you're looking for.

I see..how can you be so sure?

He also sounds the same, sir.

Okay, listen. Keep listening

to what he's saying, I'm coming.

Look after yourself.

Excuse me, sir.

- Thank you.

- Welcome, sir.

You did a good job.

- Sir, he left long ago.

- Where did he go?

Did you figure out where he went?

Sir, he was telling the

old me "Let's go see a play".

Sophia shouldn't

have committed suicide.

Giving up so easily

in love isn't justified.

I will never give up.

I will remind Apurva everything.

She can never say no.

Sir.

- Surround the theatre.

- Sir.

And if he tries to escape,

then shoot him. - Sir.

- No..

- But remember.

He shouldn't know that you're inside.

- Is that clear?

- Yes, sir.

Malhaar!

Malhaar! Malhaar! Malhaar! Malhaar!

Third bell.

Let's begin.

Apurva!

Apurva! Apurva! Apurva! Apurva!

You've come here after so many years.

All the walls are

echoing with your name.

When I came here, it felt like

everything here is waiting for me.

Yet it looked empty.

Now that you're here,

it looks complete.

Those four years just flew by.

Seems like we're gathered

for the rehearsals.

Ashish on this spot,

and Vincent on this spot.

Where were you? Where were you?

You were here. And I was

giving you instructions from here.

"Apurva.."

"Apurva, turn around

and look at your lover."

"He's shattered."

"With the fear of losing you."

You cannot see his plight.

Turn around.

I banged my leg, and you were scared.

"I want tears in my eyes,

I can't cry."

"Why can't you cry?

I don't know how to cry,"

I remember everything.

How do I tell you..who you are to me?

How do I tell you..you're

the song of my heart?

The music of life.

You're life,

you're devotion, you're the light..

Leave it.

Apurva, do you remember

you played that role.

Of that cursed God!

Who becomes ugly and wanders

on earth for salvation.

Remember.

That cursed, ugly God was me.

Me.

I wrote that play

keeping myself in mind.

If only once..

Hey..

Apurva, let's do a play.

Let's do a play.

I will keep persuading you to

marry me..I'll keep persuading you..

..and in the end you will say yes.

Just once..only once.

I've already rehearsed for this play.

Only once.

I cannot live without you.

My life is incomplete without you.

Just once.

- Say yes once.

- No.

- No..

- Hey..

This is just a play,

you need to say yes only once.

I know you don't love me.

You love that Nihal.

By the way, I've lived an

entire life with you in my dreams.

But in this play..just say yes once.

If you say yes once,

I will get salvation.

God will come for me Himself.

Just once.

- No, I can't do it.

- What is it?

- I cannot do it.

- Why?

- I cannot do it.

- Why not?

- Malhaar..

- Try.

Don't touch me.

Malhaar.

- I trusted you, Malhaar.

- Try..you can do it.

- Malhaar.

- Just once.

Just once.

Malhaar.

- I cannot do it.

- You are a great actress.

- Come on, just once.

- I cannot do it.

- Malhaar. Malhaar.

- You can do it, come on.

That's it. Come on.

- I said you're a great actress.

- Leave me.

- You can do it.

- Leave me.

- Come on.

- I cannot do it.

- Yes.

- Malhaar.

- Yes. You can.

- Malhaar. Leave me.

What kind of an actress are you?

What scene is this?

There should happiness on your face.

You're crying.

- People will hurl their shoes at us.

- No.

- Come on, smile.

- I cannot smile.

- You can.

- No. I cannot smile.

You can smile..it's easy.

- Malhaar, I can't smile.

- You can..it's easy.

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N. Chandra

N. Chandra or Chandrashekhar Narvekar (born 4 April 1952) is an Indian producer, writer and director, known for gritty realism, in his early dark and loud films such as Ankush, Pratighaat, Tezaab and Narsimha (1991). Chandra also made the successful but critically scorned Style and its sequel Xcuse Me. more…

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