It's the day of 'Gudi Padwa'.
These deserted lanes of Shirdi
will soon be crowded with devotees.
Then, the biggest seed of mistrust
will be implanted in the devotees' hearts against Sai.
But who will implant
this seed of mistrust?
We have our very own
Mr Dalvi for that.
[dramatic music playing]
[pleasant music playing]
This 'rangoli' is so beautiful.
No matter how hard I try, I cannot make such lovely 'rangoli'.
The 'rangoli' you make is also good.
Quit talking now and walk fast.
We have to visit God Khandoba's temple.
Have you both kept the decorations there?
The front yard of Shirdi's temple is all vacant!
For the first time, on the day of 'Gudi Padwa',
the temple's front yard is void of 'rangoli'.
The arrangements for the 'pooja' haven't been made.
Why? Tell me, why?
What for?
It's all because of one man's stubbornness
and his blind devotees who live
in Shirdi.
They get angry if we say something.
They start arguing with us.
[Dalvi huffs]
Don't worry about the temple decorations.
This is Sai's Shirdi. Only good things take place here.
Hail Sai Ram.
But we had questioned him.
You asked a valid question
when Sai assigned the task of making 'rangolis'
to Nandini.
The fear in your hearts was valid.
Can I be honest? Two types of people live in Shirdi.
One of those types of people
are blindly devoted to Sai,
and they do as they please.
The other type of people are like you and me.
They use their mind to do things.
We believe in God!
We have faith in God.
Must we stake our faith
on the belief of those blind devotees?
Tell me! Must we risk it?
I seem to have become too emotional.
All of you seem unfazed by it.
How does it matter if a 'rangoli'
is there in front of the temple or not?
Okay!
No, Mr Dalvi!
Why will it not matter to us?
'Gudi Padwa' comes once a year.
We leave no stone unturned to celebrate 'Gudi Padwa' yearly.
But it's too late this time.
We made a mistake by giving Sai this chance.
No way! Why are you blaming Sai?
Who is Sai, after all?
My question is, who is Sai to decide for Shirdi?
Who gave him the right?
Did someone give it to him? No!
Nobody gave it to him.
That right goes to only one person whom we have elected.
That person is our village's head.
There!
Think of him and... Mr Appa!
Mr Appa, greetings!
The preparations for the 'pooja' are done.
The 'rangoli' is so beautiful! Take a look. Wow!
Look!
When Sai said Nandini would decorate,
we objected to it then.
But we stayed mute out of respect for Sai.
Look! The result is right before your eyes.
Enough is enough, Mr Appa!
Listen to us carefully.
Until the 'Gudi Padwa' procession leaves,
if the temple decorations aren't ready,
you and Sai will have to face the consequences.
Nobody has the right to play with
our religious sentiments.
Yes. Nobody has the right!
'I've been wishing to be the village head for a long time.'
'I've got the chance today.'
'Sai can't save you now,'
'Appa Patil.'
I decided to lay on Nandini
the responsibility for the temple decorations.
Why are you all angry with Mr Appa?
[tense music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
Nandini will agree.
Yesterday, she told me that she'd wear the earrings
and she trusted me.
What did she say about attending the wedding?
She hasn't agreed to it.
But neither did she disagree.
I've bought everything for the wedding.
This wedding chain is for the bride.
[tense music playing]
It's beautiful.
This is the 'pheta'.
[tense music playing]
What if Nandini didn't come to the wedding?
Don't worry.
I told you. I will convince Nandini to come there.
But yes. After we come there, you have to take care of the rest.
By taking care of the rest,
she means forcing me to marry
this old man.
[dramatic music playing]
Wow, Jhipri! You're great.
Wait.
Please keep this Rs 100.
Please don't refuse.
Consider it an old man's blessing.
[dramatic music playing]
'He wanted to give Rs 200 to marry Nandini.'
'Now, he's ready to give Rs 300.'
'Look. You can keep 100 out of the 300.'
- 'Keep it. - But dear, please convince Nandini.'
Who are you to decide, Sai?
Still, you made the decision.
But Mr Appa stamped it. Right?
In Shirdi,
on the day of our festival, 'Gudi Padwa',
the temples are not decorated for the first time.
It has happened for the first time.
There is no 'rangoli', either.
Our religious sentiments are hurt.
This is Mr Appa's responsibility, being Shirdi's head.
Right?
You can say he didn't live up to his responsibility
if and when someone's faith is hurt.
But why are you worried
about something that hasn't taken place?
Nothing will happen either way, Sai.
Nothing will happen.
'Gudi Padwa's' procession will leave in some time.
'Rangoli' cannot be made here at any cost
in such a short time.
The 'rangoli' will be made.
Nandini will make it
because God has chosen her for this task.
Look, Sai.
None of the villagers trusts you.
Nobody agrees with you.
At least admit your grave mistake now.
Have patience.
Give God some time to present his will.
I see.
This means you will make a mistake, and God will rectify it!
[Dalvi snickering]
That's good. You've spoken great words.
Look at how Sai is smiling.
He is smiling at our helplessness.
He is not accepting his mistake
or explaining how a 'rangoli' will be made here
in such a short time.
Look at that!
[tense music playing]
I'll tell you everything.
Now? After your lie was caught!
Nandini, you told me yesterday that you trusted me.
I don't trust you. I want to trust you.
That's what I said, Jhipri.
I wanted to see
why you were so determined to take me to the wedding.
Who are you marrying off?
Me and this old man?
- I... - Be quiet.
I don't want to listen to you.
You should be ashamed of doing this at your age.
[dramatic music playing]
Jhipri, you?
I didn't expect you to do this to me.
You turned me into a deal
for the sake of money and ornaments.
Be quiet, Nandini!
- It's not like... - No, Mr Ramcharan.
You won't say anything.
Neither will I give her an explanation.
I told you yesterday that if you trust me,
you'd never regret it.
But if one
doesn't trust oneself and one's talent,
how will she trust me?
Nandini, you will always remain mistrustful,
sad and apathetic.
I give up before you, Nandini.
I give up!
[sentimental music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
- But... - Enough!
I won't hear a word now.
Mr Appa, please get someone started with the temple's cleaning.
Why, Sai?
Where are you running off to?
Before leaving,
prove what you just said.
Mr Dalvi, you might not believe in Sai.
But while talking to Sai,
you better stay within your limits.
[tense music playing]
Start preparing for the 'Gudi Padwa' procession.
God Ram will bless you.
Where is Sai going all of a sudden?
[devotional song playing]
Okay. Let's start preparing.
'Running from your past doesn't liberate you from it.'
'The more you run from your past, the more it chases you.'
'Last time, that old man'
'wanted to give Rs 200 to marry Nandini.'
'Now, he's ready to give Rs 300.'
'Nandini, you will always remain mistrustful,'
'sad and apathetic.'
'I give up before you, Nandini.'
'I give up!'
[melancholic music playing]
[Nandini sobbing]
I've lost again.
Once again, I tried to trust
someone's lies.
But once again, someone used me
for their benefit.
Enough!
I am exhausted now.
I cannot run anymore.
Evil intentions!
Repetitive chanting of Hail Sai Ram!
The repetitive use of trust!
Yet, such greed in the heart!
They don't think twice before making a deal out of their loved ones.
Enough!
I'm exhausted now.
I cannot run anymore.
Please send me to wherever my father is.
[singing]
Dad!
I have nobody in this world.
There's nobody I can trust
and know won't break my trust.
Dad, I've watched everyone,
including Jhipri.
Dad, I want to be with you.
I can't live here.
I don't want to be a burden on anyone, dad.
Please summon me.
[devotional song playing]
Dad...
Dad?
What we see,
hear or think
might not always be true, Nandu.
[sentimental music playing]
Enough of your nonsense.
I don't want to hear your lies.
She's your devotee. Right?
Jhipri? Your Lakshmi?
Your Lakshmi sold me for some money.
She struck a deal to get me married to an old man.
I saw everything.
I heard everything.
Yet, you're saying
it might not necessarily be true!
Answer me! Say something.
How will you have an answer?
If your devotees are so vile,
what else can I expect from you?
[dramatic music playing]
And you?
Do you exist or not?
If you exist, please answer me.
Prove your existence by answering me.
Water?
[devotional song playing]
The mistrust in your heart
shows you what you want to see.
[devotional song playing]
And believe.
However, the truth
is far from this.
Forgive me.
What I heard and saw
is the truth.
You can see the truth
only if your heart is free of mistrust.
You think that only after getting the answers to your questions
can you believe someone.
[sombre music playing]
But the day you open your eyes to trust someone,
you won't need any answers
because you won't have questions.
I don't want to live in your Shirdi.
Coming here was my gravest mistake.
I am leaving Shirdi right now.
[dramatic music playing]
Nandini is leaving Shirdi!
This means Sai has to leave Shirdi, as well.
Nandini is leaving Shirdi.
This means Jhipri did the job.
Come on. Hurry up.
The procession will leave soon.
Hurry up.
Wait!
Everyone, stop.
Cleaning this up is pointless.
When there is no 'rangoli' here,
what's the need to clean this up?
Mr Dalvi, have you started again?
What's wrong with you?
Sai told us that
Nandini would come here before the procession started.
Have patience.
Why are you being so negative on the day of a festival,
and bringing everyone down with you?
Who is being negative? Me?
I am telling everyone the truth.
Everyone, nobody will make a 'rangoli' here.
There he comes
after making the arrangements for the feast.
What's the use? Where's the 'rangoli'?
Tatya, where is the 'rangoli'?
We will soon commit the sin of celebrating 'Gudi Padwa'
without a 'rangoli'.
I've seen and heard it myself.
Neither will she live in Shirdi,
nor will a 'rangoli' be made here.
Nandini, who was responsible for making the 'rangoli',
is leaving Shirdi
today and now.
I don't believe it.
Sai can never go wrong.
Whatever Sai says
has always happened.
Mrs Bayaza,
I wish Sai trusted himself
as much as you trust him.
He wouldn't have gone to hide somewhere out of shame.
Look. There she comes.
Ask her now!
Where is her sister? Ask her!
I am telling you all.
Nandini is leaving Shirdi.
Believe it!
[devotional song playing]
You need not worry.
We've bribed Jhipri with Rs 100.
We will ensure you marry
Nandini at any cost.
I've been roaming around with this wedding chain for many days.
You assured me that you would get me married to Nandini last time.
We didn't merely assure you.
We had fixed the proposal.
Exactly.
We were about to lie to Nandini
that we had found a young, well-earning boy for her.
But Jhipri came there
and found out about it.
She threatened
to tell Nandini the truth
if we tried to fool Nandini.
That's not all. She said she would call the police, as well.
That's why we had to stop the wedding there.
Then, Jhipri brought Nandini to Shirdi.
Listen. I firmly say
that Jhipri ruined it for us.
If Jhipri is not in cahoots with her,
then Ramcharan...
'Forget about Uncle Tukaram and aunt.'
'Wear these earrings once and show me.'
'Don't worry. I will convince Nandini to come there.'
'What we see, hear or think'
'might not always be true, Nandu.'
'You can see the truth'
'only if your heart is free of mistrust.'
'But the day you open your eyes to trust someone,'
'you won't need any answers'
'because you won't have questions.'
[devotional song playing]
Our lungs heave up and down when we're breathing.
These ups and downs prove that we're alive.
Similarly, ups and downs exist in life, as well.
But they
help us progress in life.
But sometimes, the downs are too steep.
Our life comes to a point
where we can only see darkness in every direction.
Our relationships break, and our loved ones go away.
Our hearts break to an extent
beyond healing.
At such a time,
Sai Baba becomes the voice for his devotees,
that tells them,
'I'm here, child.'
'You're not alone.'
The entire world might abandon you,
but if Sai holds your hand once,
he will never let go of it.
He will walk with you,
lift you,
and help you come out of that darkness.
Sai is the epitome of innocence.
That's how he is.
[singing a devotional song]
Hail Sai Ram.