Sai, come and see the condition
the British soldiers have left every house of Shirdi in.
Someone's house wall has been broken,
and someone's household goods have been damaged.
Three children in the village are ill,
and a woman is also injured.
The people of Shirdi are terrified of that officer.
He has not only destroyed the house and things
but has also broken the courage of the villagers.
What is broken will make something new, Appaji.
Something better will be made.
Sai!
Sai, I found my grandmother's old bundle
behind the broken wall.
50 rupees came out of it.
My father said that
with this amount, the whole house could be built.
Sai!
The doctor said that he had to do surgical treatment to treat mother.
Not only did the injury heal,
but the swelling in mother's knees that she had
for years, also healed.
[soulful music playing]
Sai, they broke your pot, right?
I have brought a new pot for you.
[theme music playing]
That's your miracle, Sai.
Every disaster is a source
of new change and new energy.
Every disaster introduces us to our hidden strengths.
It gives us a chance to write a new story.
Now it depends on us whether
we waste this opportunity in converting it into a ledger
and settling the accounts of our past,
or start a new chapter
to improve and beautify our present for a better future.
Om Sai Ram!
Rana!
Have I taken a significant risk in the greed
of a 500-rupee reward?
[sighs]
What sort of a businessman is he who doesn't have greed?
What is that greed which does not carry any risk?
And when it comes to a reward of 500 rupees,
every risk is small in front of it.
The scripture says it right.
There is a woman behind every man's success.
And I am that lucky person in whose life,
that woman is my wife.
[inhales]
- Would you please make tea for me? - Right away.
- Ma'am! - Hmm?
Why do I feel that the smoke that is polluting
the air of Shirdi is rising from this house?
That's right!
[sinister music playing]
Oh, ma'am!
People of Shirdi will get teary-eyed after eating this spicy.
That's good. People of Shirdi will also get used to it.
Used to watery eyes.
[giggling]
Hey! Huh!
So, Chandru,
did nothing come out of your broken house?
[laughing]
Oh, my! Grandmother's bundle,
grandfather's will, huh?
Sir, please give me 60 rupees.
My whole house will be repaired, sir.
Okay, I'll give it to you.
Chandru, then your house will be mortgaged to me.
Mr Dalvi!
All I have is this house.
If I mortgage that too to you...
Look, I am a spice trader,
not a moneylender who lends money at interest.
I will obviously take something.
But, sir, why the house?
You can keep me as collateral.
If possible, deduct it from my salary, sir.
What will I get by keeping you as collateral?
If you die tomorrow, then whose salary will I deduct?
Sir... Sir!
Mr Dalvi!
Everyone is busy repairing their home
in some way or another.
Everyone is probably talking about this.
Somebody has got a loan,
and somebody is going around to collect the loan.
[sombre music playing]
I started repairing my house today.
Mr Tatya, I have to go to town to get some stuff.
Will you come along too?
Sure.
Appaji told me that
everyone is busy repairing their houses.
[repairing toy]
Everyone is busy asking for loans
and wandering around with their worries.
But if we all consider Shirdi as our home
and join together
to repair every house in Shirdi,
then the work as well as the worries will be divided.
Because if Shirdi is broken together...
[pot breaking]
Then it will be joined together too.
Because there is strength in unity.
[theme music playing]
This is Birsu's axe, and this is his bracelet.
For the first time, we have got such strong evidence, sir.
And I'm sure, sir, we'll catch him soon, too.
[dramatic music playing]
Attention!
[upbeat music playing]
- Sir. - Sit down, everyone.
[tense music playing]
[keeping chair]
Sorry.
'In 48 hours, I am going to announce promotions.'
'This means that you have 48 hours to catch'
'every robber and thief in this area.
To read out the promotions...
Sebastian Elrich Canty.
David Bailey.
Robert Carrington.
Congratulations, gentlemen!
[applause]
[sombre music playing]
Sir, I collected such important evidence
against Birsu for you,
but my name was not in the promotions.
You probably think I'm a fool.
You'll show me these small pieces of evidence and convince me.
We want the rebels,
not their axes and their stuff.
You want to compete with British officers, right?
You Indians have no brains.
That's why you are only fit for slavery.
Sir, the census report.
Have officers been deputed in all sectors?
Sir, only one sector is left.
Only a responsible officer will have to be sent here.
Sir!
Sir, send me. I want to go.
[intense music playing]
All right. Here you go.
Do the census of Shirdi.
But this is your last opportunity, Mr Vishwanath.
[dramatic music playing]
[tense music playing]
I've always written my own story.
Whatever I am today is because of my hard work
and self-confidence.
My story relies on others for the first time
because of that deceiver, Sai.
But he was correct about one thing.
You will get what you ask for with a pure heart.
I'm returning to your Shirdi.
Sai!
We must build Shirdi like it was before.
So, all the residents of Shirdi
must go beyond
caste, religion, master, servant,
wealthy and poor and vow to do so.
Instead of focusing on our houses, we will work together
on every house of Shirdi.
Every house will be fixed.
Nobody needs to take a loan from anyone.
First and foremost, we will come together to repair Chandru's house.
[pleasant music playing]
May God Ram bless them.
[door creaking]
Mom?
[religious chants]
[mellow music playing]
Vishwa, come here.
[mellow music playing]
I have some urgent work.
Vishwa!
Thank God for whatever he has given you.
Your God hasn't given me anything, mom.
All this is the fruit of both our hard work.
We work hard, for sure. But God gives us the fruits
at the right time.
For how long will you turn your back to God?
I don't believe in idols made of stones.
You are my everything.
Why is your God like this?
You worship him all the time, yet he scares you.
What are you blabbering so early in the morning?
Don't believe in him if you don't want to,
but don't say anything to my God.
God guides us during hard times.
[devotional music playing]
Mom, I've told you we should buy a dining table several times.
I, too, have told you several times that I will choose
what enters this house.
Instead of getting a dining table,
you better not wear such tight English clothes while eating.
It will make it easier to sit on the floor and eat.
But why sit on the floor?
Vishwa, it's said sitting on the floor while eating
is akin to respecting the food
and aids digestion.
Stop working and come now.
What's that? 'Puran poli'? Again?
I've told you to stop making 'puran polis' now.
I should stop making it!
You relished it as a child.
Why do you frown now?
Many things of my childhood have been left behind.
Come, Vishwa. Eat your breakfast.
[solemn music playing]
[comical music playing]
Vishwa dear,
you work for the British government.
Why do you need to become an Englishman?
The British are way ahead of us.
Be it their thinking or understanding.
I...
I want their discipline in our nation.
Their knowledge,
language,
food, drinks, lifestyle and etiquette
are things I want to learn.
Yes.
Mom, eating food like this is way better.
A British officer's status and attitude
never abandon him.
I want
the same status and attitude.
[mellow music playing]
Okay. Eat it.
[mellow music playing]
Mom, I'm late. I'm leaving.
Hey, Vishwa!
Yes, mom.
Where are you off to in such a rush so early in the morning?
Johnson sir has assigned me the job of managing census.
- Are you going out? - Yes. It's nearby.
Shirdi.
Shirdi?
Okay, mom. I'm leaving.
- Vishwa! - Yes?
I've heard a well-known ascetic lives in Shirdi.
Can I meet him?
[devotional music playing]
Why do you want to meet him?
Do you still believe in deceptive ascetics?
[tense music playing]
Mom!
[footsteps approaching]
You should stick to worshipping idols of stone.
These lifeless idols
will, at least, not deceive you.
Take care. Hmm?
- I'll be back by night. - Go safely.
[sentimental music playing]
Hmm!
Adding some more green chillies won't make you poor.
I've weighed them perfectly. I belong to Shirdi.
I won't tamper with the scales.
But Shirdi's scales will soon change.
Shirdi belongs to Sai.
Whatever changes here will be Sai's will.
What doesn't change will also be Sai's will.
Do you think Vishwanath Shinde's arrival
and the destruction he did
were all Sai's will?
I heard the destruction was massive.
- Everyone was scared. - Yes, they were scared.
But Sai fixed everything.
How?
The houses that the officer destroyed
benefitted in some way.
According to what Sai said,
every resident of Shirdi helped repair the houses.
What do you mean?
Did Sai's faith outweigh that officer's fear?
No doubt.
Hey! He's back.
- Who is back? - That officer!
Vishwanath Shinde!
[horse hoofs]
Hey! Hurry up. I need to pack it and leave.
Hey! Why are you scared?
Sai's faith will save you.
I need to inform my father, Tatya and everyone else. Hurry up.
Give me.
Hmm.
The fight between faith and fear
is entertaining.
[inhales sharply]
Whenever I think faith will win,
fear returns
with a new challenge.
Makaji, why are you looking around like a bird?
I'm looking around to see
whether Shirdi's residents
have called the snakes to welcome us again.
Hey! Be ready with the 'pungi'.
Now, you have to protect us.
You both are snake charmers disguised as officers.
Sir must not know that. Okay?
[dramatic music playing]
Why are you scared?
Why fear when Sai is here?
This officer is unpredictable, Tatya.
He created a storm last time.
Who knows what he'll do today?
The police force hasn't come with Shinde sir today.
You are correct, Tatya.
We welcome you to Shirdi again, Shinde sir.
Don't act too smart.
I won't forgive you a second time for obstructing
a government official's work.
Call everyone immediately.
Call the entire village.
And yes! Call Sai, as well.
[dramatic music playing]
[devotional music playing]