Zameer

Greetings.

Sheru!

- Hello, sir.

Hello. What's going on there?

- We're training the new stud.

I see. Let me check him out.

What's wrong?

- Can't rein him in, he's too stubborn

Is he the new horse?

- Right, sir.

I'll rein him in.

- No sir, he's dangerous.

Nazir just fell off him.

- Whatever the pedegree...

no horse can throw me down.

Give me the bridle, I'll take him on.

Forget him, sir.

- Step back.

Want to ride a horse with daddy?

Which horse will you chose?

The little one.

- Find a young one for him, Ramsingh.

Right, lady.

Come on, my tiger.

Here's the little master's

little horse. Go on.

Bravo, my boy. Keep it up.

He's going to win the derby someday.

Tie him.

Rukhmini, saw how I reined the horse?

Where's Chimpu?

There he is.

Get down. I'm tired.

Chimpu, don't you forget this horse

when you grow up. Okay?

Because of you I survive.

Give me a kiss, please.

Ramsingh, let me change his dress.

- Come on, hit the ball.

Come on, my darling.

Whose boy are you?

Mummy's boy, no?

You'll go to sleep now

and dream of fairies.

Ramu, come here. See this

mark on him? It's a vey lucky mark.

It's the trident of Lord Shiva.

- By Lord Hanuman...

you'll never find this mark

on anyone else.

Don't cast an evil eye on him.

- Daddy's? Never. He's a lucky boy.

You must ward off the evil eye on me.

By God, what a body I have!

My son will go to sleep now.

Has Chimpu gone to bed?

- Yes.

Are you going to the farm?

- Yes. You may go to sleep.

This is bad. Why d'you have to go to

the farm daily? Aren't there syces?

Darling, if the master is not smart

enough, his servants get sluggish.

I'll come back soon.

Bastards! You sleep on duty?

They're gone.

Sonu!

Who did this?

Who did this?

- Maharaj Singh shot him dead, chief.

Maharai Singh!

Wondeul! You're a great marksman.

- Whatever the make, I never miss my aim

Son.

- Yes Papa?

Ty the gun, son. Here.

Look at the bottle.

Shut one eye.

Press the trigger.

Give me a kiss.

Saw that Rukhmini? The sound

of the shot didn't scare him.

Brave son of a brave father.

I wait for the day when he grows up.

We'll take on the whole world.

- You'll make him as wild as you are.

The wild man runs

the show for you, doesn't he?

I'm off to the bank.

Bye son.

Your son used a gun for the first

time. Won't you ward off the evil eye?

My darling.

Give me a kiss.

Today, by God's grace,

our son has turned two.

Lady, you must

ward off the evil eye.

Money is all you want.

My darling son will come to no harm.

No! No!

My Chimpu. My son!

What's the matter?

What happened?

- Can't find Chimpu.

Ramu, where's Chimpu?

- I don't know, sir.

Weren't you here last night?

- I was sleeping. I don't know, sir.

Bastard! You were sleeping? Is this

what you're paid for?

Sonofagun! Get out of here!

Drop dead!

Any news of Chimpu?

- I tried my best.

Advertised in the papers,

lodged a report in the police.

I looked for him

evehere, but...

I couldn't find him.

- You didn't ward off the evil eye.

And we lost our son.

- Such a grave punishment...

for such a trivial mistake?

God! Don't You have a heart?

I've borne it, but your wounds

haven't yet healed.

Rukhmini, forget him.

It's been twenty years now.

Had our son been alive,

wouldn't we have found him by now?

No, I feel he's alive. God would

never break a mother's trust.

On his birthday, I pray to God...

for his happiness and well-being,

wherever he is.

May he live for a hundred years.

May my years add to his.

Even I wish my years add to his,

if only he is alive.

Even if he is alive...

God knows where he is.

"Life..."

"is short, so live it up"

"The few moments of life..."

"do not lose"

"If you lose, do not grieve"

Badal, the iailor wants you.

Ruined the fun.

Doesn't he have work to do?

Shut up and come out.

- All right. Stop screaming.

Salaam sahib.

- Salaam.

How are you?

- As fine as you keep me.

Now listen Badal...

- Badal? Who Badal?

Why, have you forgotten your name?

- I haven't, you have forgotten.

312. My name is 312.

- It was. Not anymore.

Today we're releasing you.

- What for? I mean...

my sentence isn't yet over.

- Today is our Independence Day.

And on this occasion, several convicts

have been released including you.

So kind of you. Convey my thanks

to the Prime Minister.

I like this attitude. Always smiling.

You've been sentenced twice...

but your attitude hasn't changed.

- Attitudes of women change, sir.

Men have only one facet.

Besides, I have only one principle.

Sing and laugh, for life is short.

No matter where you are;

in prison, or outside.

Yadav, give him his belongings.

See you later, jailor sahib.

- Listen Badal...

do not come back here

a third time. You could be...

sentenced for a longer period.

You're a nice person.

Why get down to bad ways?

Ty and earn an honest living.

My word. But who earns

an honest living these days?

Honesty is actually out of fashion.

Bye sir.

I told you. Your son will be released

if you shell out 500.

But constable, yesterday

you said 200 or 300 will do.

Moron. How much does

200 and 300 add up to?

200 plus 300?

- 500, isn't it?

Yes it is.

- 500. That's what I'm asking you for.

Bloody fool. The 500 is split

to fill two different pockets.

That's how you get work done

these days. Brought the money?

Yes.

- Give it to me quick. Fast.

Give me that too.

The illegal trade is strange.

With blackmarketeers, money rots.

How long has this been rotting?

Hello constable.

- Hello. Scoot! I'll catch you later.

Badal! How come you're outside?

- Released. The government...

was fed up with me. I was eating too

much. Food is expensive, after all.

Make no mistakes this time around.

Or you'll be in for a longer period.

Big men big sentence, right?

- Fine.

Are you going? Listen, one moment.

You see, I wrote a couplet

when I was in.

Now that the wind sweeps away a leaf,

you never know when I'll return.

Goodbye.

- Wait. Why not a parting embrace?

Just once.

- You're always so funny.

Why are you kids hooting?

- Brother Badal has been released.

Really? Where is he?

- There he is.

How're you, uncle? Fine?

- Absolutely fine. And you, son?

I'm fine. How're you aunt?

How is your buffalo?

Of late, she has been

yielding less milk.

Don't wory, buy a new buffalo

and get milk more. Here's the money.

Sit, uncle. Here, distribute it.

Eveyone should get an equal share.

Where did you find the money?

Weren't you in prison?

Comings and goings are what life

is all about. In the interim...

I manage to swindle some.

- That's what you do for us...

and we feel bad about it.

- Good or bad, I know not.

I used to work in a race course.

Someone else swindled, and...

I was framed and eventually fired.

Of what use was my honesty?

Man is such a bastard,

he even makes an animal corrupt.

What you can digest is yours,

what you can't wasn't meant for you.

Never mind, life is short.

So take life as it comes. Enjoy.

"Enioy, for life is short"

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