(indistinct murmur)
- Geezer, egghead, old hag... - (Busad).
Dear God!
Who wrote that?
And for who?
This is the third time.
I'm sure it's for madam secretary.
Has to be some wayward kid.
Impossible.
Kids these days aren't so well-versed in Marathi.
Security!
Security, come here.
Come here.
Now,
- call your boss. - Okay.
- Call him right away. - Yes.
Tell him I will deduct his fees.
What?
Call him.
Ask him to meet me in person.
All you do is sleep
while people scribble rubbish on the wall!
This is why I insisted on installing cameras.
Oh but we did.
The other day it was installed
on that wall which was scribbled upon.
Isn't the camera supposed to
- cover the entire area? - Oh...
Whose bike is this?
Whose is it?
You know Naik, the new tenant.
It's his bike.
Tenants aren't supposed to park inside the premises.
Take it out.
- Now. - Yes.
Yes, guruji.
Yes, I got everything.
Where have you reached?
You're at the station!
Fine,
you have to come to Rajdoot Society.
- Yes. - Smita ma'am,
- you have a prayer ceremony at home. - Yes.
Please carry on, we'll handle this.
- Find that scoundrel. - Don't worry.
No, I wasn't talking to you.
Wow, too good.
Arun Desai!
Everything else is ready.
I'll make the holy offering when you come.
Okay?
Watch your step, don't spoil the design.
Enough with those colours.
What you've made is good enough.
Finish up.
I'll take a bath.
Bath? Again?
You keep taking bath
be it morning or night.
You just got home.
- Guruji will be here. - Yes.
I'll heat the water and be ready in 10 minutes.
Why? Use the geyser for once.
No way.
It's not refreshing enough for me.
We're holding a prayer ceremony.
I'll bathe with water infused with salt and turmeric.
Only then I'll feel energised.
- Finish up quickly. - Yes.
Watch the spelling.
Now.
It's calligraphy.
- Urmila. - Yes.
You're still cleaning the vegetables.
Hurry up.
Dear God!
Where's the cauldron?
Ever since the house was redesigned,
my things have gone missing...
What's this?
Onion poha?
Who asked you to make that today?
We have to offer prayers!
This house feels like a hostel!
Wake up half asleep and give orders to the cook!
This dish wasn't my idea.
You better stay quiet.
I just knew
she'll forget to soak sabudana.
So, I did it in the middle of the night.
All she had to do was look.
But she didn't!
Can't even expect an apology.
Busy brushing her teeth
ignoring what I say!
Mom's on the line.
All set, my baby?
What time do we come?
- Mom, please come late. - But...
Chewing gum madam is blowing steam since morning.
I'll message when all the guests arrive.
Drop in after that.
If you come early, be ready for my weekly appraisal.
Bye.
So? You call my mom chewing gum?
Were you eavesdropping?
Taken after your mom!
Oh no! Mom asked me to shave off my beard.
I forgot.
Please don't!
Don't shave it off.
With a clean shave
you look like a silly
- school boy. - I have no choice.
Guruji reached already
though he lives far away.
Guruji.
Manu, where's my vest?
Check the drawers.
No, these belong to dad.
It says AD.
Where are the ones with SD?
Must be in dad's cupboard.
C'mon, Manu.
Stop cribbing.
I'll embroider your full name on your vests.
SAD
Sad?
End of all confusion.
Ever since the house was renovated,
- I can't find anything at all. - Oh yeah?
Everything is misplaced.
Like my clothes don't matter.
Love the drape!
You can't tell it's pre-stitched!
Just help me with the pleats.
- Sauru! - Really!
Tug tightly.
What are you doing?
What... Straighten the pleats.
Sauru! Can you please help with my pleats?
Coming, mom.
Baby, come here quickly.
Coming, Manu.
Just a second, mom.
Sauru, my child, just one pleat more.
Coming, mom.
This one.
Baby, the second pleat looks off.
Excuse me, mom...
Why trouble the poor boy?
I trained him for years in setting the drape.
I can't let that go waste.
Sauru, my child...
Let me help.
Baby!
(Sanskrit chant)
Listen...
My leg fell asleep.
(Sanskrit chant)
Such idiotic behaviour!
Guruji won't like it.
I didn't do anything.
(Sanskrit chant)
Let me handle this.
(Sanskrit chant)
Mom!
What happened?
You know what happened.
(Sanskrit chant)
Now offer the holy leaves.
Guruji, can I sit on the chair?
No.
(Sanskrit chant)
She can't sit still even for an hour.
No use of all the power yoga she does!
(Sanskrit chant)
'Ganpati Baapa Morya'.
Glory be to Lord Satya Narayan.
Superb.
- Liked the bedroom? - Yes.
In the living room
- we went for Indo-western look. - Wow.
The house looks beautiful.
It's nothing like the other flats in this society.
All thanks to our kids.
We just go along with their choices.
I agree.
Please be comfortable.
This too...
- Nice frame. - Manu,
get snacks for Mr Gosavi.
Yes.
Smita, Mr Gosavi is here.
Why is this spot vacant?
The wire is hanging lose.
Here...
Hope you liked the house.
I did.
That's for our family photo.
- Oh. - The studio hasn't delivered it.
Hurry up.
Excuse me.
Uncle, here you go.
Beautiful.
- Manu! - Mom.
Dad.
- How are you both? - Good and you?
Wow!
- Welcome. - Hello.
Please sit.
Hello.
- Dad, please sit. - Hello.
Smita's daughter-in-law paid for everything.
That's obvious.
Both hold MBA degrees.
- I'm sure they earn a bomb. - Correct.
Arunji's meagre pension wouldn't be enough.
Yes.
Yes but he still owns this house.
- Indeed. - Arun Desai.
Hello, Smita tai.
Hello.
Hello there.
You came now?
Please have a seat.
All of you
let me show you my room.
Sure.
I didn't let them change anything in my room.
I don't like changing things
like changing clothes often.
Nice.
This woman is impossible.
Would it hurt to give me some credit?
It has costed us a bomb.
She made sure people remember who owns this house.
Easy there...
Calm down, Manu.
What difference does it make?
We are a family, right?
Hold on. Come out of your imaginary world
where everything is hunky-dory.
I never put up with my mother's rants
let alone some one else's mother's taunts!
Excuse me!
Someone else's mother?
Look, I just tolerate her because of you.
And you know that.
If it weren't for you,
I wouldn't even speak to that woman.
Never say never.
what happens when we 'have' a baby?
You can't work from home forever.
Mom will handle everything when we're away.
No way.
I'd rather push the baby in a well.
You're wicked, Manu.
Well?
I'm less wicked than your mother.
She's mean.
You called my mother mean, Manu!
- She is. - Wait.
- I'll set you right. - That hurts.
Pillows hurt.
- She's mean. - Softly.
- Your mom is mean. - Softly.
Ours is a sandwich generation.
We were dominated by our mothers-in-law
and now daughters-in-law do the same.
Nobody heeds us!
Don't say that, mom!
You control the entire society.
You're the boss.
That's outside, Gauri, not in our house.
What now?
I'm telling you she's a haughty woman.
Doesn't socialise at all.
She has no friends.
Always locked up in her room.
I'm in my room.
No, mom. I'm working from home.
Chewing gum madam is on a video call.
She must be complaining to her daughter about me
about my breakfast choices!
The whole society will know about it by evening.
Mom, I got to go. Bye.
Yesterday her parents
- came towards the end for the ceremony. - So?
It was a family ceremony.
They should've come early
unlike other guests.
It's okay, mom.
- Don't get yourself worked up. - I know.
I just don't say anything.
But I feel bad for Sauru.
There were so many suitable brides to choose from
yet he married this woman.
Wish he had married within the community.
Mom!
She's not even fluent in Marathi.
Her grammar is all over the place!
Katbolkar's daughter Shalini was a good choice.
Anyway, society members have arrived for the cultural meeting.
- I'll call you later. - Bye.
Let's decide the menu for the ritual.
I've decided, note it down.
We'll ask the local florist for flowers.
Let's order spiced milk in less quantity.
Last year was a mess.
It took us all two days to finish the milk!
Also, the new tenants D'Souza.
- Don't invite them. - Why?
- They're nice. - Yes.
I mean other tenants are invited
they should be too.
Most flats are on lease now.
That's not the point.
Urmila.
- They don't follow our traditions.. - Manasvi Desai?
Mrs Deshpande, let your son and his wife preside the ceremony.
- Will do. - Note it down.
Strike that off.
Wow, secretary madam! Huge order.
Let's discuss the next point.
What happened?
- The pen isn't working. - I'll get another one.
Mrs Deshpande,
ask your daughter-in-law to wear 9 yards saree,
not a pre-stitched one!
Sure.
- Here. - Ma'am, I forgot the blue box.
Wait.
Hey...
What is this?
Ma'am asked me to take aluminium and plastic wares.
Take it away?
Take this too.
What do you mean?
What?
We'll only keep glass ware from now onwards.
No plastic.
It's bad for health.
Microplastic enters the bloodstream.
It causes cancer.
It harms the environment too.
You know,
wrought iron is better than aluminium.
I saw that on a reel.
But last year steel was eco-friendly, right?
You got bored of that.
So, you replaced them with air tight plastic.
Now you want glass and wrought iron!
Are you crazy?
Don't overreact!
I'm doing this for our good health.
What about money?
Nothing comes for free.
I'm paying!
Secretary madam, we better go.
There's still time for the ceremony.
We'll meet another day.
Yes.
Why berate her before everyone, mom?
Go away, henpecked husband.
You find no faults in her.
I don't care who's in the fault
- but... - But what?
What?
She can't help showing off her money!
We slogged endlessly for the household.
Does that not count?
She keeps gloating because she's a working woman.
That's not what she meant.
Big deal.
Mom, you started about the money.
Yes, I did.
But it wasn't about money really.
Last year she discarded steel ware
that I collected over the years.
She discarded everything.
That was all dear to me.
There was a container given by my mother.
Her name was inscribed on it.
Sharda Waman Hardikar.
One was given by my mother-in-law
with the name and date mentioned on it.
There was a bowl given by your aunt
and a small cistern given by Gauri's in-laws.
So many memories.
She chucked it all out.
Everything is online for your generation.
You have no affection
or memories to cherish.
But mom, memories live in the heart
and affection is meant for people.
Forget it. I have nothing to say.
Soon, you'll throw your parents out too
as suggested in some reel!
- Hey... - Forget it.
Doesn't matter what I feel.
Don't cry a bucket full of tears.
Emotional lady!
You always make me feel guilty.
Moms are experts at emotional f*** up!
- Watch your language! - Sorry.
- Who taught you that? - Sorry.
Sorry.
- Sorry, mom. - Let go.
- Forgive me. - First shave!
Manu, are you busy?
- Dad... - Don't get up.
Tell me this.
What was that green stuff we ordered
that looks like a coconut?
Avocado.
Avocado!
Haven't eaten that in days.
I'm yearning for something healthy today.
Where do I order it from?
This...
Okay.
What's that?
Feta cheese?
Vegan smoothie, basil...
Green Twin
Fajita
Too much to handle. Can't decide!
Should I make something healthy?
Of course.
Wow!
Have some.
Listen,
let's take a family photo tomorrow.
Yes, dad.
We've to attend a naming ceremony at the Kadbolkar residence.
So we'll all be well dressed.
Done, dad.
Done.
Manu, this is really nice.
Great.
It's good to have
- light dinners. - Yes.
What say?
Smita...
Smita?
What happened?
Dear God!
It's me Arun.
Arun is hungry.
Daughter-in-law's salad feels cold as morning dew on grass.
Your humble rice wraps around me,
like love that lasts.
Stop talking and eat.
Add some 'ghee'.
We should have
light dinners, right?
You're lucky she didn't make you eat any 'light bulbs'!
Can I get some pickle?
You're turning 33
and your mom still doesn't know you drink!
Nothing's more fun than doing things on sly!
Pour me a drink.
That's detox water.
It'll end up in the tummy anyway.
Hold on.
Have this.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Wow.
Are you having neat?
Wait.
(Sanskrit chant)
Urmila!
- Urmila! - Yes.
Urmila...
What happened?
- One of those days? - Meaning?
Is your stomach hurting?
Why would my stomach hurt?
I mean are you on your period?
- Be honest. - No.
This client is really important.
Were you on the window?
- Manasvi? - Yes or no?
Maybe for the network.
Aren't you on your periods?
What?
Aren't you on your periods?
Where are you dragging me?
- I'm on a call. - Just come.
- Listen... - Look.
Look.
This has happened for the third time.
Is this not good for the family.
No respect for God.
I've told you many times
to stay away from the plant when you have periods.
- Mom! - You just don't listen.
- Call... - No.
No disrespecting God!
I won't put up with that.
This is not done.
She goes near the plant while on her periods.
She touches the pickle jar.
She doesn't follow any norm.
These norms are totally unreasonable.
And you're just too much at times.
My parents never forced such outdated norms on me.
Is that so?
Then please go back to your parents!
Enough, Smita.
I mean, please stop it.
We have a naming ceremony to attend.
I'm not coming.
Manu...
Alas,
no family photo today as well.
All because of your beloved daughter-in-law!
Can you just stop!
You're always working.
Don't go telling everyone there about the tiff.
Mom, what do you suggest we should tell them?
Make something up.
Say she is busy.
Fine.
No.
Just say she has fever.
Okay.
No, say her mother fell in the bathroom.
She's aged you see.
Just make up your mind.
- Hello! - Rekha.
It's been so long.
- How are you? - Good.
You look so pretty.
Truly beautiful.
Please sit.
Manu is a bit unwell
so she couldn't come.
My daughter is held up at work.
Or we would clicked a family photo today.
She came with her husband and son.
Looks like they had an argument.
We get all the tea on the family chat group.
They just don't get along.
Where's the daughter-in-law?
That's beautiful.
How's your daughter-in-law?
Her mother fell down.
Oh no.
She's aged you see.
Hello, aunt!
Come.
Get a chair.
Grab a chair.
How are you, aunt?
Sit.
How are you?
I haven't seen you in days.
I know, where's your daughter-in-law?
Her..
Oh my!
Her daughter-in-law is so pretty!
Just want public attention.
Some dancer!
- What's wrong? - What do I say?
You look upset.
You know, aunty,
I reprimanded her this morning.
Why?
The holy plant wilted for the third time.
Yet she can't stop ranting about feminism.
Feminism?
She works all week
and sleeps in on Sundays.
Absolute disregard for norms!
She doesn't tell about her periods even.
Her mother hasn't taught her well.
What hasn't my mother taught me?
Manu, don't create a scene here.
This is not our house.
You should've known better.
Listen up!
Why announce to the world about my periods?
All women get periods.
It's no big deal.
Please get over this outdated mindset.
I don't give a damn.
Let me tell everyone that I'm on my periods.
No, I better tell everyone.
I am on my periods!
What was that?
Mom, dad,
We...
we're shifting to a rented apartment.
We need a week or two to find a place.
What for?
We just renovated this house.
That was expensive.
Fine,
Tambatkar's adjacent flat is vacant.
- I'll inform him... - No, dad.
It better be some distance away.
Please go!
You'd rather stay far away from here.
Bear in mind,
don't visit on my funeral!
You...
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game"
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game"
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game"
"You played your game; I played my game"
"We were equal participants"
"All the happiness is meant for you, don't pull yourself down"
"Do not disrupt the game"
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game"
It's been 45 days
and we still haven't found a suitable place.
We have to shift soon.
Please do something.
"I floated all around you"
"Silver baloons"
Manu, this is beyond our means.
We'll lease the place for now
but we must think of future investment.
"Do not burst the balloon. Do not burst it"
"Do not disrupt the game"
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game"
Let go!
- Let go! - Look, Desai granny is here.
Granny, these kids are quarrelling.
Scold them.
Give them a earful.
It's okay.
He hit me.
They're kids after all.
Let them play.
Enjoy this phase.
"I have written your name and you saw it"
"And you added my name to it"
"Do not read it, blush and erase it"
"Do not erase it"
"Do not disrupt the game. Do not disrupt the game"
"Do not quarrel to disrupt the game"
"Do not disrupt the game. Do not disrupt the game"
No, I'll be there in 10 minutes.
No, I told him so.
Yes, please adjust today.
No, I won't take long.
Okay, bye.
I'm calling the mechanic but he's not answering.
No problem, I'll take an auto.
I'm meeting the broker.
I'll check out the flat then go to office.
- Bye. - Take care.
What happened?
Flat tyre.
Hop on.
Hop on, I'll drop you.
Dad, sell this junk off.
It has no suspension.
It's raining.
My back hurts and it's raining!
Turn left.
Come.
Oh no!
Let's eat a Wada pav?
Dad, why eat junk at the start of the day?
You used to love it as a child.
Let's have it.
Nobody will turn up in the rains.
- Dad! - Come.
Two 'vada pav'.
Here.
- Uncle... - Uncle?
You're the uncle!
Doesn't matter. Give some chutney.
Uncle!
Eat up.
Wow, yummy.
Saurabh,
are you really moving?
Don't go.
There's no other solution, dad.
They just can't get along.
Endless squabbles
and arguments!
I can't bare to stay home and work!
Speak to her once.
I tried.
Fine, one last chance.
You see, Smita comes across as a stern woman
but she's emotional.
She's shaken.
You're the same.
You're a mamma's boy.
C'mon, dad.
Manu also knows what you are going through.
Just speak to her once.
She'll understand.
Done.
I'll speak to Manu when I reach office.
You too speak to mom.
Speak to her once.
She'll understand.
Eat up.
Dad, let's go. It stopped raining.
Let's go.
"Full of compassion."
"Why the sparrow's nest got destroyed"
"I remain alone, like a prisoner."
"Full of compassion."
"Everybody is in life imprisonment here"
"Who should I bow down to now?"
"I belong to you, I'm full of compassion."
"The cell is made up of all the directions"
"My life has been given to you."
"This is how I am."
"Full of compassion."
"Childhood is over."
"And youth has been destroyed."
"Life's hits made me go crazy."
"I am yours again."
"Full of compassion."
Mom, people have different coping mechanism.
Chocolate have happiness inducing enzymes.
That's why women prefer it.
Am I not a woman?
Mom!
This is nothing but drama.
She's a shameless woman!
- What are you saying, mom? - It's not even 2 weeks
and she's eating chocolate!
- Yes, I am shameless. - Manu...
What about you, Gauri?
- Give me the phone. - You want citizenship there
so you can't leave the country for 6 months.
Is that it?
- Give me the phone. - You don't care your
father and brother died.
Yet I am shameless!
Give it.
The procedure will begin now.
Mr Desai made some investments.
Once the account is settled, we'll sort this out.
I'll get the forms.
How are you, Manasvi?
Saurav had an account in a different bank.
If you need help, do let me know.
I've retired
but I know people.
What about this house?
It was on Mr Desai's name.
He chose Saurav as the nominee.
What now?
I don't need anyone to cook for me.
I'll manage.
Keep fixed hours
so I won't enter the kitchen.
Fine, makes sense.
Now you buy the ration
from milk to vegetables.
You didn't have to buy anything.
Now buy groceries on your own.
Also, I've sacked Urmila.
Manage on your own.
I'll put label on all my things.
Don't you dare touch it.
Why don't you leave this house?
Why will you?
You paid for the renovation after all.
Do you want to usurp the house?
Yes, that's why I'm still here.
Time for couplet.
- I can't do that. - Nothing doing.
- You both say it. - Dad's the poetic one here.
Go for it.
Dad...
You first.
You can do this.
- Mom... - Take that.
Quiet everyone.
Go for it.
'Love is a tricky affair'
- Same old. - Listen quietly.
'Mom agreed after much convincing'
'Of the many brides to choose and select'
'only Manasvi for me is perfect'
Lovely.
Listen quietly.
'Love is a tricky affair'
Listen quietly.
'Mom agreed after much convincing'
'Of the many brides to choose and select'
'only Manasvi for me is perfect'
Wow.
Manasvi, your turn.
- Manasvi. - Your turn, Manu.
'Love is a tricky affair'
'Mom agreed after much convincing'
'Of the many brides to choose and select'
'only Manasvi for me is perfect'
Wow.
Mansavi, your turn.
- Manasvi. - Your turn, Manu.
'Love is a tricky affair'
'Mom agreed after much convincing'
'Of the many brides to choose and select'
'only Manasvi for me is perfect'
Shut that off.
Shut it now.
- Enough of your drama. - Give that.
- I won't.
- I won't give you the pen drive. - Give that.
I won't. It's troubling me immensely.
That pen drive is troubling me.
Do you understand? It's troubling me.
Really?
It's troubling you?
Imagine my plight!
You just lost your husband
I lost both my husband and son.
You have no idea how it feels to lose a child.
You won't understand.
My Saurabh... He died because of you.
You killed him.
You enticed him.
You came in this house
and ruined my family.
- Ruined it! - Really?
You think they were happy before?
- Yes. - No they were not happy.
They feared you.
- They were fed up of you - Hey!
being a control freak.
- You... - This attitude of yours
compelled Saurabh to move out.
He died because of you.
We're leaving, Smita tai.
Go ahead, I'll join you in a bit.
- Okay. - Let's go.
Mom, you've been looking away all along.
Mom?
What's that? What happened to your head?
- She... - Who?
I hit my head on the door frame.
Where's Manu?
She also hit her head
on the door frame.
What?
Forget her, she went to her mom's
to start life anew.
- Give this to the client. - Okay, sir.
Manu.
How are you?
I checked.
That hoarding was illegal.
They had no permit.
Bloody rascals.
I want to sue them.
I want to sue them right away.
We'll sue them.
Yes, Manu.
Your anger is understandable.
But listen to me,
you need time.
Go for therapy. Don't overreact.
Overreact?
Am I overreacting?
Amit, my husband was murdered.
It's almost like a murder
and you're saying I'm overreacting!
Okay, relax.
Do you know who owns that company?
Influential people are involved.
This matter will take a political turn.
It's not easy.
I don't care.
Saurabh is no more.
Losing him was my biggest fear.
I fear nothing any more.
We'll sue them.
Mom, I think
you should hire Urmila again.
What for?
I'm not that old.
You're also handling things
all by yourself there.
That's because we have no option.
But you have to take care of yourself.
I'll see.
Anyway, I'll take a bath.
The water's boiling.
Mom, don't bathe tonight.
- Better take rest. - No, I'm not at ease.
Let me take a bath.
Mom, don't!
Fine.
Let me turn off the gas.
Don't hang up.
Mom!
What happened?
Mom!
Mom, what happened?
Answer it.
You speak.
- You answer it. - No.
- Speak up. - No.
- Tell me. - Sorry, Manu.
I had no other option.
Manu, can you go home right now?
Why?
What?
On her hand?
Sorry I can't go.
Please, Manu.
I don't know who to call at this time.
You have the keys.
Please try to understand, Manu.
- Manu, please. - I hate you.
This hand is fine.
But this hand has severe burns.
You can't do anything at all.
Stay away from water.
I'll leave now.
Okay.
Thank you so much
- for coming urgently. - Don't thank me.
We live in the same society.
Look, when it comes to burns,
it can't be bandaged.
Tie a handkerchief to keep dust away.
You're here to look after her.
- Bye. - Let me see you out.
That's Sauru's shirt. Take it off.
My clothes are at mom's.
And Saurabh is my husband.
Go to your mom's house.
Why did you come here? Just go back
and enjoy with your mother
mocking my plight.
Sandwich.
I won't eat.
Just eat up so you can take medicines.
Oh no!
What happened?
Was that your finger?
I thought it was tomato.
Yes, I'll sign it digitally.
Yes right away.
- Give me a pregnancy kit too. - Okay.
Why are you smiling?
Calm down, baby.
Where are you now?
In Saurabh's car.
So
what have you decided?
I don't know, mom.
Nothing's making sense.
I don't know, mom.
Okay, listen to me.
Listen.
We'll think and decide.
Most importantly,
don't tell Saurabh's mom yet.
Think this through
before telling her.
Okay?
The doctor asked you to rest.
Why are you doing that?
The doctor doesn't know anything.
There's a function in the society.
They won't even start it if I don't go.
We plan the event a year in advance.
Can't expect you to understand.
Saree isn't worn properly.
Need help?
A saree is draped, not worn.
Eat up.
- She looks so pretty. - Yes.
- Get the gifts. - Okay.
- I'll be back. - Okay.
Mrs Deshpande!
Come here.
Yes.
- Excuse me. - What happened?
What is it?
Who invited her?
I didn't.
Believe me.
- Was it you? - No.
- Let's go. - Stop her.
Stop.
You started already.
We weren't sure if you'd come.
What do you mean by that?
It's a function of our society.
Let me take a look
at Deshpande's daughter-in-law.
Smita tai, wait...
Listen
- Please stop... - Stop.
You see her mother is here too.
Is it?
Your attire is unseemly.
What do you mean?
I mean she knows your husband died
so did your son.
Yet you're dressed like a married woman.
You shouldn't be meeting them.
We're okay with it
but she's not so modern.
It would be unseemly for you to go there.
Smita tai,
don't bother about society affairs.
It's no bother at all.
I'm the secretary.
You were.
Elections were held last week
and Mrs Deshpande has taken things over.
Nobody informed me.
Chintu, come here.
Get snacks for granny.
Do eat.
Let's go.
Granny, do you want spiced milk?
I'll get some.
Hey!
What is it, Smita...
- What's this? - What?
Where is your usual bindi?
I can't find it.
Then get a new packet from the cupboard.
- Yes. - You don't look good like this.
Listen up, even after I die,
you must dress as you always do.
Keep quiet.
Don't talk rubbish.
Just look at the time.
Hurry up.
Yes, start the car.
- Madam. - Yes.
Congratulations on your first check up.
Yes, it's her first.
Don't worry, everything is fine.
Doctor, I have a question.
What if I don't want this child?
It's completely your call.
I can only guide you.
Madam.
- Who is it? - I'm Mandar.
Yes, come in.
The washing machine isn't working properly.
I'm not a mechanic.
I represent Brando Advertising Company.
It's about the hoarding.
This is for you.
Speak to Saurabh's wife.
She sued us.
Why bother with court cases?
You're mature.
She will heed you.
See you.
Why did you accept this?
You're trading your son off!
For this phone?
My husband was invaluable.
You're selling them both
for money!
- Do you realise... - No!
I don't want any of this.
I don't want the case.
I don't want justice either.
For a woman, all that matters
is her husband and son
and her family.
I lost all of that.
I don't want anything now.
Nothing at all.
I am defeated.
I am done.
I am exhausted.
Hello, doctor.
I've decided.
I want an abortion.
Yes.
Mom, we've decided.
You have to come here.
The visa interview is next week.
Is the file ready?
I'll hang up now.
Shall we?
Manu,
are you sure about this?
Yes.
Hello, Amit. I went to their office.
I returned all their gifts.
But Mr Manju refuses to meet me.
Did you send the second notice?
Yes.
Then please get a date at the earliest.
That will be done
but is aunty, I mean your mother-in-law,
ready to testify?
No. She won't come.
Yes, I'm done with the visa interview.
How did it go? All okay?
Of course.
Unending questions.
Rickshaw.
- Done? - Yes.
You start packing...
It gets really cold here.
- Pack warm clothes. - Manu?
- Mom? - That's her.
What happened, mom?
Hello?
- Gauri? - Yes.
- I'll call you back. - What happened, mom?
Let's go.
Go straight ahead.
Pull over.
Please wait, I'll be back.
Maternity hospital.
Manu?
Manasvi Desai.
Just a second.
First floor, Dr Bela Narvekar.
Gynaecologist.
Gynaecologist?
Thank you.
- Take her to the cabin. - Okay.
Please come with me.
You have sign the consent form.
Okay.
Manu!
I'll see you in a bit.
Manu....
Man...
Thank you.
My Sauru is back.
Thank you.
- Thank you. - Doctor!
Yes?
Dr, thank you.
I am her mother-in-law.
- Relax. - Yes.
I think you need to talk this out.
We need to talk.
Tell me. What is it?
You're here?
I'm here for an abortion.
Are you mad?
Don't talk rubbish.
- Why didn't you tell me? - Because this is my decision.
It's my choice.
This is not done.
That's not for you to decide.
Wait here.
Doctor!
Doctor...
Doctor,
no procedure today.
We'll get back to you.
Thank you, God.
You're a mother.
Speak some sense to her.
That's my Saurabh's baby.
After days of melancholy, this news
came as a ray of hope in life.
- And she... - Because I don't want to complicate things.
Why? So you can have affairs?
Or has your mom found you another suitor?
Smita tai!
Oh c'mon!
She wants to wipe off the last living memory of her husband.
She...
You both wanted a child.
So what's the problem?
Because we wanted to be parents together.
It's not possible without Saurabh.
I can't raise the child alone.
I gave all my love to Saurabh.
I never loved anyone but Saurabh.
Forget love, I never even had friends.
What do you say about me?
What's the word? Antisocial.
Yes, I am antisocial
because I poured all my love
into one relationship.
I have no more love to give my child.
I am a loser.
Do you know what's left in me?
Guilt, fear, anxiety, negativity.
My child doesn't deserve that.
I can't be good enough for this baby
like Saurabh and I together would.
You don't want the child because you're scared.
I understand.
Give that baby to me.
Just give birth to the child
then you're free.
I won't bother you after that.
Then I'll raise it.
I'll be his mother, okay?
- Listen, please go out. - Listen...
Listen, I'll raise the child.
- Please go out. - I'll do everything.
Listen to me.
- I'm a good mother. - Please go out.
I am good mother.
Please leave.
We'll talk later.
I'll be the best mother in the world.
Please leave.
Just go.
I will never ask him to leave the house.
- I won't comment on his beard. - Please...
- Go out. - Give me the baby.
- Please go out. - Give me the baby.
- Give me Sauru's baby. - Stop it!
Aerotech Infocom is our biggest client.
My husband died
and I got to know I'm pregnant.
How do I raise the child alone?
Give yourself some time to overcome the grief.
Think about the child's future
- given your emotional state of mind. - If I feel I can't do this
what are my options?
Abortion is legal
but you can also choose to
raise the baby with a family member.
Someone who will love you and your child.
Understood?
Sorry.
Suicide.
You wanted to throw the baby in a well.
Then why this confusion?
Don't worry.
Give one chance
not to chewing gum or me
but yourself.
What if I fail?
What if I'm really a loser?
Don't worry, Manu.
A daughter and daughter-in-law can fail
even a wife can fail
but a mother never fails.
A mother like you certainly won't.
You still have a lot of love to offer.
Don't shut yourself.
Hello.
This is Manasvi Desai.
Is the doctor available?
I want an appointment.
Madam, parcel.
Mrs Desai, you ordered a cradle yesterday.
Where do I keep it?
I don't want it. Take it back.
What do you mean?
You ordered it.
Yes I did
but I don't want it now.
Take it back.
Go away.
Madam, it's non refundable.
You won't get a refund.
Did I ask for a refund?
Take it away.
There's no baby here. Take it back.
Madam, what do I do with it?
Sell it to someone else.
Or just chuck it.
Madam, please take it...
There is no baby here.
Can't help it.
Do you want me to
lie in that cradle like a baby?
Go away.
Go.
Yes, doctor, I am thinking
of keeping the baby.
Baby..
Hey listen....
Salesman...
Listen...
Come back.
We are having a baby. Come back.
Thank God.
Dhanashree!
We are expecting a baby.
Wow.
People don't disclose until three months
- but you're like family. - Yes.
So, I told you.
- Don't tell anyone. - Sure.
Hello, Mrs Deshpande.
Hello.
Listen,
I'm going to be a granny.
- Here's chocolates. - Thank you.
- Nice. - Thank you, granny.
Listen,
a new batsman will be joining your team.
- I'll check and revert. - All right.
Okay, bye.
A batsman is coming!
Manu, let me know if you crave for anything.
Hold on a bit.
You better take rest.
Manu, congrats.
Your mother-in-law told me.
Take care.
This woman announced to the whole world.
She gets to my nerves.
Cradle...
I'm assembling the cradle.
I goofed up.
I told everyone in the society
about the baby...
They're like family.
Sorry.
I'm getting old.
I just can't keep any secrets!
That explains my big tummy!
- How do I... - You're doing it wrong.
Is it?
Let me do it.
No, don't do anything.
Sit down.
Just sit down.
Sit here, hold this
and read that aloud.
Guide me and I'll assemble.
Where does this go?
No, that's inverted.
It's wrong.
Fix it this way.
Adjust the knob
and put that up.
Tighten the screw.
Okay.
Put that part at the bottom.
Like this?
When Sauru was born, we had a wooden cradle.
We used it only for 4 months
because he wouldn't fit in it later.
He grew tall.
He used to curl up and sleep.
He used to fart loudly!
Stinky fart.
It was okay at home
but people used to stare when we travelled
I used to tell them it wasn't me, but the baby.
And my silly boy
would see and smile.
He always used to smile
no matter what
the circumstances.
Always smiling.
Why do affable people die young?
Done.
Look.
It's okay.
We have 6 months to fix it.
Oh dear.
I forgot to fix this rod!
We have 6 months.
I will work mostly till 8 months.
Excuse me, sir.
Hello.
Have you eaten?
Eat up or you'll get acidity.
Tea.
Tea?
Not for you.
Gosavi is here. He's fixing the cradle.
- Please eat your food. - Yes.
You are pregnant.
Yes.
Bye.
- Oh no. - Did I do something wrong?
No.
So I was saying...
Sorry, sir.
- Hello. - I packed 'ladoo' for you.
Make sure you eat those.
Which 'ladoo'?
I'll check, bye.
Okay.
Sorry, sir.
Who was it? Mom or mom-in-law?
I was saying we can take this project on.
- Oh no! - Did I do something wrong again?
Not you.
'Ladoo'!
No thanks. Tea will do.
I wasn't talking to you.
Are you pregnant?
What now?
- Manasvi? - Yes, sir.
Why haven't we reverted to Aerotech Infocom's mail?
We did, sir.
Let me check.
I want to deliver this tiffin.
You can't go inside.
My daughter-in-law...
- My daughter-in-law... - I'm listening.
No, my daughter-in-law works here.
- This is for her. - Madam you can't...
You can't go inside.
- Sir, excuse me. - At least give me a name.
Manu... Her name is Manu.
No, it must be Anu.
Stick to one language.
Don't confuse...
She's Manu.
Oh Manasvi madam.
Let her in. She's my relative.
Relative?
I came all the way with the tiffin
and you said I'm your relative.
You brought the food for me or the baby?
For Saurabh's baby.
Eat up.
Thank you.
I'm her relative.
Why don't you answer, mom?
Manu, your dad is unwell.
He just took medicines and slept.
What happened?
I'm craving something spicy, buttery...
It's 2 am.
When did you start eating...
Manu, that's not healthy.
Mom, just forget it.
I'll go alone, bye.
Listen...
You don't need to trouble your mom all the time.
I'm here.
Let's go.
Turn right.
Why here?
Pull over.
Stop.
Come.
Please wait, we'll be back.
Money.
They wait if we don't pay. Come.
It's open.
Come.
It's open.
Mister, one 'pav bhaji'.
Madam, we're shut for tonight.
What's this?
That's for me.
Please give it.
She's pregnant.
Please one plate.
Babu, get up. A customer is here.
One more 'pav'.
- Just one. - Give it.
You didn't eat.
No thanks.
It's late, I'll get acidity.
- Have. - You know all the joints.
Arun brought me here as a newly wed.
He wrote a couplet on this dish.
What was it?
'You and I became a team like vegetables and spices'
What else...
'I melted like butter on seeing you'
He was great at silly lines.
I loved it.
You miss him, right?
Especially when I take my medicines.
At this age, taking medicines on time
checking on health
keeping antacids ready
becomes our love language.
Why? Not physically?
Don't get too comfortable.
We didn't do such stuff as we aged.
Not possible.
Not even a kiss?
Don't get too comfortable.
Once in a while
maybe once a year
on our anniversary..
That's it.
Sounds like an annual gathering!
Once a year.
I think
my parents are still active.
What rubbish!
I almost imagined them!
Oh no!
I feel icky!
Please give me water.
Water.
"These are your days to enjoy"
"Swing in a hammock"
"These are your days to enjoy"
"Swing in a hammock"
"Humming in dreams"
"You come across songs on the way"
"Humming in dreams"
"You come across songs on the way"
"The heart wants to pour out in the song..."
"Swing in a hammock"
Sudhir. Sudhir Desai.
SD
What if it's a girl?
No, it's a boy.
What if it's a girl?
- Gautami. - Patil?
Gautami Hardikar, my grandma.
Hey...
"Measure the room of the sky"
"Swear an oath to fulfill it."
"Measure the room of the sky"
"Swear an oath to fulfill it."
"Fill breaths with moonlight"
"Swing in a hammock"
"These are your days to enjoy"
"Swing in a hammock"
"These are your days to enjoy"
"Swing in a hammock"
What are you craving today?
Petrol.
I mean I want to smell petrol.
Let's go.
Go on.
Like it?
Pregnancy cravings.
"These are your days to enjoy"
"Swing in a hammock"
I had no cravings when I was pregnant.
Even if I had, my mom-in-law wouldn't indulge me.
In fact, she'd load me with chores.
When I was carrying Sauru,
in the 8th month of pregnancy
I used to cook for the entire family
and heat bath water for all.
I hated everything.
Once Sauru was born
everything seemed fine.
Listen, I'll tell you a funny incident.
When Sauru was two months old
he'd fart after he was fed.
Fellow passengers on the train would stare
and you'd say it was him
blah blah...
- You've said that already. - I see.
When he turned 6 months old...
You thought he can't hear
then you played the rattled near his ear.
Yes.
Third time.
You know that too.
I'm sure you don't know this.
To keep you from marrying Sauru,
I used to wake up at 4 am
and chant prayers.
I also tried a lot
to get you an Australian visa.
I begged agents
so you'd get a visa...
And I'd leave for Australia forever.
- Right? - Sorry.
Nice.
Now my turn.
Every year, on 'Sankrant' festival,
I choose the worst gift for your mother.
Every year.
I do that on
every occasion.
I choose the worst gift for her.
Wow.
Do you remember your black saree?
Which one?
The one I thought Urmila took?
Actually I wore it to a function
in office without your permission.
Really!
It tore.
So I secretly...
Wow.
You know, dad, Saurabh and I
had a chat group.
Sly foxes.
Is it?
We used to bitch about you.
Bitch about me!
Sly foxes!
Done?
Done with all the secrets?
But I have one more.
What?
Shut your eyes.
Go on
and put your hand out.
Now.
Open your eyes.
I made 'kothimbir vadi'
Sauru's favourite.
Baby Sauru will love it too.
What are you doing?
I'll get stretch marks after delivery.
They don't look good.
This cream helps.
Is it?
We had no such provision.
It's good.
You know
giving birth is no less than a war.
Wars come with telltale signs.
I mean you can't erase them all.
But I don't want marks on my tummy.
It looks bad in a saree.
It will grow on you eventually.
That's the price of motherhood.
Why do we keep paying all the time?
This is my body.
I should have things my way.
Unending drama.
Hormones, stretch marks, wrinkles,
mood swings...
Periods are unpredictable.
And now
it's a new ball game with the baby.
Wait till you turn 50.
You'll see fire works.
Irritability, night sweats,
sleepless nights,
then people say
the woman has gone mad.
She keeps yelling.
She's always angry.
Eventually you realise
our body was fighting for us.
If the body doesn't do this, you'll go mad.
I can't let my body screw me over!
Praised be God.
Sorry. I was angry.
I'm sure you hated your body too.
I did.
I cursed my body many times.
But when I look at my old photos
I feel
I looked good.
- You still look good. - Is it?
Really.
Arun was the only one who used to say that.
Our relatives only called me names.
Scoundrels.
Praised by God.
Manu,
celebrate your life, looks,
irritability,
sadness,
and aches and pains.
You see, women
learn to love themselves very late.
Here.
Oh dear! I left the gas stove on.
Finish that.
- Be on time from tomorrow. - Yes.
Help your madam with everything.
There will be more to do with the baby around.
So no taking leaves.
I scolded you over my black saree.
I'm sorry.
Who is it?
Come in, Amit.
All the papers are ready.
So what I'm saying is we need a date.
Once the date is finalised
- Louder... - the proceeding will begin.
But I think
we should meet the victim's families.
What?
Once we get the fist date,
we need to meet the victims' families.
We must speak to them.
Hold on.
Sorry.
Say that again.
It's a fine paste already.
- Not enough, do it. - We'll put this forward.
Faster.
Just drop the case.
Things are going well now.
Then why bother?
Wise people stay away from the courts.
Are you mad?
I gave this baby a chance.
Why can't you do the same for the case?
Yes, aunty, please...
Actually at this stage
- she really needs.. - Stop it.
- Please go. - Amit.
Go away.
I'm talking to her.
Listen,
Manu, back then you were scared.
Now I am just as scared.
It's been three months.
What if things go awry?
Why take a risk?
Manu, I am an ordinary woman.
We get scared even when a drunk
neighbour yells at his wife.
We get jitters at the thought of speaking to the cops.
We never talked back even
to our mothers-in-law.
And you're talking about a case!
This is what they're banking on.
Using scare tactics on middle class folks.
We back down and
they grow their businesses.
We end up losing everything.
They alone profit from it.
But we do have this baby.
It's invaluable.
- But, aunty, I... - Don't say anything.
- Just go. - Aunty...
Please go.
We won't sue them.
Listen to me....
- Nothing doing. - My bag...
Take your bag
- and leave. - Listen, this is important.
I don't like beards.
Go.
Drop the case.
- Listen to me... - Amit...
Amit...
Amit, I'm sorry.
It's okay, we'll talk later.
Amit, I'm really sorry about this morning.
My mom-in-law is scared for the baby.
Can't really blame her.
Look, I worry about you as a friend.
But we will do this.
What will I tell my baby in future?
What will he think?
That his mom is a loser?
She didn't fight for his dad and grandpa?
Manu, relax.
Breathe.
Let me drop you home.
No thanks. I'll manage.
Mom, nothing will happen.
- Why get hyper? - How can I not worry?
They know our house.
There's no man in the house.
It's monsoon.
Where is she?
Mom...
Tambatkar's house is also locked.
All the neighbouring houses are on lease.
Don't worry.
Nobody will come to help
- if things go wrong! - Mom!
Auto.
Rajdoot Society.
- Gauri. - Yes?
What if someone harms us in the house?
We're watching you, madam. Beware.
Don't worry.
Nothing will happen.
- What do you mean? - Look who came.
It's Manu.
- She's home. I'll call you later. - Yes.
Hey, what happened?
Where were you? I was waiting for you.
You're drenched. Where's your umbrella?
Manu, what happened?
You're petrified.
No... I came running.
You shouldn't be running in this condition.
I'm hungry.
I see. Freshen up
and I'll heat the food.
Wipe your hair.
Manu!
Let's eat.
Why are you sitting there?
Come along, I'll serve hot food.
Nice?
Mom-in-law, your turn.
No.
Smita tai...
I'm sorry to say
but she lost the baby.
Smita tai...
Please, Smita tai...
We're sailing in the same boat now.
We lost our husbands
and children too.
Let's go home.
You need rest.
"I forgot to repay"
"The debt of your stars"
"Come into my arms, my dark one."
"And a few wet leaves"
"I forgot to give"
"The debt of your stars"
She hasn't stepped out of her room in three days.
Dear God!
Urmila, sweep the outer rooms.
Mom, she must be asleep.
Go in and check.
Maybe she wants to be alone...
I'm going to office.
I'll be late.
"I had come smiling"
"Just for a few breaths"
"I had come smiling"
"Just for a few breaths"
"Days are burdened"
"Night by night, this hue is lost."
"I forgot to give"
"The debt of your stars"
Miss Manasvi?
Manu!
Are you okay?
Manu.
- Hello. - Mom-in-law!
Yes, Manu. Where are you?
I've been calling you.
Why didn't you answer?
I don't know.
Are you still at work?
Office...
- Listen.. - What?
Listen,
remembering we shared secrets that night?
Then...
Manu!
I forgot to share one secret.
Manu...
Do you know who use to scribble on the walls of the society?
Me!
I wrote that.
Manu!
I wrote that for you.
I wrote that to trouble you.
I wrote that.
I troubled everyone.
Manu, listen...
I...
I troubled everyone.
- No... - I troubled everyone.
You,
Saurabh..
Did I trouble my baby as well?
No, Manu.
That's why he left me...
It's perfect.
I'm antisocial.
I have no friends.
It's true.
I troubled everyone.
That's why this happened to me.
It's true.
My child, Manu...
Manu...
Sir wants to have a word.
- Wait. - What about?
Who's your boss?
Turn off the lights.
Mom-in-law, I'll handle this...
How did he get inside?
Security!
You're sensible folks.
Withdraw the case.
Everyone else gave in.
Now you remain.
How long will you fight?
You're a woman.
All alone.
You're a widow.
There's no man to support you.
What if
something wayward happens?
People with protest for a day or two
and then forget about it.
Heed me, withdraw the case.
She might heed you but I won't withdraw the case.
I have nothing to fear any more.
See you in court.
You want to trade your husband and his father off?
We have a case to fight.
Sorry.
Money and money all the time.
Orders things everyday and chucks old things.
Stubborn.
If I object, I become the villain.
What?
Why are you looking at me?
You said you're a villain.
I was just checking.
This is not funny.
Your daughter-in-law is getting on my nerves.
She created a scene before everyone.
They must be laughing at me.
Smita tai fell on her face!
But they are your friends, right?
Yes but women are jealous of each other.
Bloody hell!
I thought they'd support you
and oppose Manu.
Down with Manasvi Desai.
Smita Desai is the best.
Great, mock me.
Forget it, I won't say anything.
I'm not joking.
I have a genuine question.
It's said
there's a woman behind every successful man.
Likewise why can't a woman
stand behind another woman?
Why would they?
They're outsiders.
But you're her family.
You are her mother-in-law.
Try to see things from her perspective.
And you'll have no complaints.
So you also blame me.
Smita, nobody is to blame when it comes to in-laws.
You are both right
but you're on opposite ends
so you don't see
each other's perspective.
Try standing in her support once.
Then you'll see
you are both right.
It's all the same.
Don't preach at me from such books.
No...
Listen Smita..
Mom, your visa is confirmed.
It's done for once.
I was terribly worried.
I won't stay here once the case is solved.
Correct.
Mom, I'll book your tickets.
Leave as soon as the case is solved.
Come soon.
- Yes, dear. - We are waiting.
Looks perfect.
Give that to me.
I'll throw it.
Okay.
- I brought both documents. - Good.
You need an affidavit.
Get one from downstairs.
- Downstairs? - Yes, meet the typist.
Bye.
Can you hurry up?
- Bye. - Yes, thank you.
Bye, aunty.
Have you eaten?
I'll manage.
'Pav bhaji'?
I packed your sweaters.
Take mine too.
Yours?
No thanks.
My bag is filled with sweaters.
Take it.
It must be really cold in Australia.
I have enough.
And?
And what?
What about you?
What about me?
I mean what about your future?
Nothing.
Once the verdict is out, I'll stay with my parents.
You're going to Australia.
That's true.
Amit is a good guy.
He cares for you.
He helps you.
Nice guy.
He has a beard.
I don't like but he's a nice guy.
How about you and Mr Gosavi...
He helps you a lot.
- Keep quiet. - He fixed the bulb!
Naughty!
Why do we assume
women can't survive without men?
Without her better half, a woman is left incomplete, is it?
Even though Saurabh has left, I still feel complete.
So why become someone's "half" again!
Manu, hurry up.
We better reach the court on time.
- What? - What's this?
Why aren't you dressed?
Why are you dressed like this?
Meaning?
We aren't going to go like this today.
Then?
What happened is extremely
tragic and unfortunate.
The court has admitted arguments from both parties.
Based on all evidence and testimony,
the court hereby rules
that Brando Advertising Company
is innocent.
Brando Advertising Company was negligent
but it doesn't make them guilty of
manslaughter.
This was an accident.
This proves the slack management of Brando advertising.
But the complainants
are advised to
appeal to higher courts.
I told you we'd win the case.
That was obvious.
I paid you handsomely.
Forget it.
He's a wretched man.
Don't take his words to heart.
Anger.... I am seething with rage.
I want to slap someone hard.
This crackers won't light up!
Only this one is faulty.
That's bound to happen.
Someone jinxed it.
Let's go, mom-in-law.
Let's go.
I can't hear anything in the noise...
Forget the mistakes.
Forget the past
Throw it away like a yoke on your neck.
Throw it away.
You are a free-spirited queen.
Do whatever you like.
Let the world's grumblings buzz near your feet.
Leave all your fears at the threshold.
Throw away the burden of public opinion.
Throw it away.
Crush the customs and traditions under your feet and dance.
Forget dreaming of the sky.
Consider the dreams in your eyes.
In the slow breeze of emotions
Throw up the dry leaves of
Your gentleness and timidity.
Throw it away.
Who is it?
What is it?
A gift before you leave for Australia.
I... I'm not going.
We lost in the lower court.
But I'll appeal in the higher court.
Open it.
What is it?
I too will stay here.
Will do?
Okay.
On one condition.
No calling me mom.
Call me mom-in-law.
Understood, daughter-in-law?
Yes, mom-in-law.
Manu...