Zameer Page #5

Even God will think twice.

Right, Smita?

Yes Mother. Happiness

has returned to our house.

Son, double this happiness.

- How?

Rukhmini, your son rides a horse

as good as me.

He's a marksman as good as me.

He's also as good a singer as me.

"May life..."

I I I:

go on'

"Hand-in-hand, you and I..."

"and life will go on"

"Not the earth,

nor the sky...

"life is our only destination"

"Let's not look back

for what we've lost"

"Let me enjoy the warmth

in your embrace"

"All my heartbeat says is..."

"let's live life

in the shade of love"

"May we flow forever

with the joy"

"May the music of love

stir our heartstrings forever"

"May this caravan of love

never stop"

"May eveyday be colouul

in our lives"

"Hand-in-hand,

You and I..."

"let's take on life"

"Not the earth,

nor the sky...

"let life be our only destination"

Wondeul! That was amazing.

"Hand-in-hand, you and l"

Great!

Stop singing this song.

- Why?

I want to forget this song.

I don't want to forget it.

Hi friend. What's in it?

Dough?

- Yes.

How much?

- 2,300,OOO.

2,300,OOO? By God,

that's one helluva lot of money.

Our generations will live off it.

Let's go there and split the money.

You think it's your father's money?

Turned selfish, eh?

You want to swallow it all alone?

You may say that.

- You'll not be able to digest it.

I am Ramsingh.

I'll land you in a fix.

Bastard! You've already

landed me in a soup.

All right, I'll fix you.

Congratulations. I hear you

sold horses for 2,300,OOO.

Yes. I've come to deposit the money.

- Mr Maharaj Singh had called up.

He wants this money deposited in your

account. Sign it, I'll fill it up.

No. Deposit the money in

Mr Maharaj Singh's account.

But he wants the money

in your account.

He's wrong. The money belongs to him,

and it must only go to his account.

What's the matter?

What you're doing is wrong.

- What am I doing?

You're refusing to come

to terms with reality.

We were separated in childhood. Now

that we've met after twenty years...

how can the relationship be broken?

- When did I say...

I want to severe the relationship?

- The relationship that...

you want to keep,

the world will not accept nor will I.

So today I've come to build a wall

between the two of us...

that neither of us can break.

Show me your hand.

On Sister's Day today a sister will

tie rakhi on her brother's wrist.

No!

I'm not your brother.

You're lying!

Bastard! I'll fleece you!

Fleece me, kill me.

I have lived off you.

By God, Badal is not your son.

Badal is not my son? Then how come

he has that mark on his body?

It's fake. One day I was drunk

and tattled eveything to him.

That scoundrel took advantage of it,

got a tattoo made on his shoulder...

and came here posing as your son.

Ramsingh! Twenty years ago

my son was lost due to you.

He was the real one.

This one's an impostor.

That's why I've come to save you.

If you don't trust me, go and...

enquire at the police station. He has

been to prison several times. I swear

Badal is not your son, master.

I'm not Maharaj Singh's son, not your

brother either. This mark is a fake.

Then who are you?

I'm a thief, a con-man.

I came to rob this house.

Then why don't you rob it?

Why are you going back?

Because my conscience feels guilty.

Conscience?

Yes, conscience... man's real God.

I walked into this house

thinking that...

it'll make no difference

if I fleece a rich man of some money.

I never imagined it'd make

such a great difference.

I never imagined I'd walk into a lady

who'd love me more than my own mother

Never imagined I'd meet a man who'd

love and trust me more than my father

That he'd bestow all his wealth,

all his properties to me.

Never...

Never imagined that I'd bump into a

girl who'd at the vey first sight...

Smita, ever since I met you, I've been

considering myself a miserable wretch

I've fallen in my own esteem.

I can't face you.

Empty-handed I came,

empty-handed I shall return.

I don't want to rob you folks.

- What haven't you robbed us of?

You've robbed an old man of his

longings and tolerance of twenty years

You've robbed a sick mother

of her son. He could be still alive.

You've robbed this house of its

yearnings, which it was so used to.

And you say you came empty-handed

and you'll return empty-handed?

All you care for is money?

Don't you care for anything else?

I beg of you! Please forgive me

for the wrong I've done.

Forgive? I handed over my properties

to you, I embraced you!

Today I feel like wringing your neck!

What do I tell the woman who waited

for twenty years for her son? Speak.

Will she live after learning

that you're not her son?

What'll I tell myself? For, I've

already celebrated my son's homecoming

Stop it! Say no more. Punish me

as you wish. But for God's sake...

say no more. I can't take it anymore.

- You will have bear it.

You will not leave, you'll stay here

forever. And that's your punishment.

You'll continue the charade

that you've been putting up...

for the sake of that poor woman

who is not your mother.

For the sake of Maharaj Singh

who is not your father.

Yes, what is it?

I... I wanted to say that...

What do you want to say?

- Now that we know that Badal...

That Badal is not your brother, nor

my son. Why d'you have to repeat it?

You punished him. Will he stay here?

- Yes, he'll stay here.

But why are you worried? He's the

one who is punished, not you.

In a way, I'm punished too.

You? How is that?

- Eveytime I have to lie...

about a relationship that

I don't share with him.

Isn't that a punishment?

- What can be done?

To save ourselves from this lie,

we must tell Mother the truth.

She's already dying.

If you want to die today...

in fact, if you want her to die

right now, go and tell her.

Look Rukhmini, I've travelled

200 miles to see you.

Your Highness!

- Forget it, I'm just your Sangeeta.

C'mon, give me a hug, silly.

Great, your son's return

has rejuvenated you.

Amazing! You've found your son

after twenty years. Congratulations.

God has been vey kind.

Who is this?

- Don't recognise? She's Ranjana.

Rajana, say hello to her.

- Hello aunt.

Hello, dear. All grown up and so

pretty. When did you come from London?

Only two days ago.

- Is it? Bless you. Come, sit.

I thought I'd bring her over.

- Good you did.

Where's your son? Let me see him.

- Hang on.

Hariram!

Coming, madam.

Call the little master.

- He has gone to office.

Office?

- Yes.

Dinner is served.

You remember the queen of Manipur?

- No.

She has a farm here. She had

come over with her daughter.

Is it?

- The little girl, she used to...

come to our house when she was a kid.

- What's wrong with her now?

She's all grown and so pretty now.

And she has finished studies too.

Her Highness floated

a proposal for Chimpu.

What does the queen know about me?

- Son, those who know us, know you.

After Smita is married off

this house will become emp! Ty.

Why don't we get Chimpu married

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