He is just like my father to me.
So,
Shirdi and Sai Baba's enemy
is my enemy.
[mellow music playing]
I have news about Sai, sir.
[dramatic music playing]
Who was that?
That voice sounded familiar.
He works at my office.
How could you possibly have heard his voice?
He saw a guest and left.
[suspenseful music playing]
Nandini, come on. The food is served.
Vishwanath, you must come, too.
[tense music playing]
Sit.
[comical music playing]
The same old problem of sitting on the floor.
Vishwanath, how often have I told you
to get rid of these English shackles after coming home?
Don't you feel suffocated?
I am okay, mom.
Nandini, you know what? He's telling me to get a table,
so we can sit on a chair and eat food.
Now, you tell me. We're already their slaves.
Must we change our traditions for those British now?
Aunt,
working for the British and becoming a British
are two different things.
The girl is clever. Did you hear her?
[happy music playing]
Wow, aunt! This is delicious.
I don't remember the last time I ate such delicious food.
You can come daily.
I will cook various dishes for you.
- Yes. We, too, will come... - Hmm!
Aunt, you should work less and rest more.
What if you fall ill again?
I want the same thing.
But there's so much work to do at home all day.
How can I leave everything?
Only those who help at home
can know
how hard it is to look after
a house.
People who demolish houses that have been worked hard on
[mellow music playing]
Inflict severe pain on others.
By God's grace, my Vishwanath is not like that.
He has never demolished anyone's house.
But you see. I never taught him household chores, Nandini.
You don't need to teach household chores, aunt.
Those who like to do it learn it automatically.
You need to be at home to do household chores.
I have a job.
I am busy throughout the day till the night sometimes.
As it is, men aren't supposed to do household chores.
Who told you that?
My father taught me
household chores and cooking.
Your father must've taught you something. Right?
Right?
[morose music playing]
I am full.
This...
Aunt,
did I say something wrong?
I have a problem. I tend to speak without thinking.
No. It's not like that.
You need not worry.
Eat your food.
Oh!
It doesn't have salt. I'll fetch salt.
[morose music playing]
[pot crashing]
I was about to come. Why did you turn it?
It's broken now.
What happened?
Who did that?
- Who did this? - Vitthal did it.
Vitthal?
No, mom. I didn't. This...
Vitthal, have you started lying now?
- No, mom. - You know this is Bayaza's house.
All of this belongs to her.
You only bring loss wherever you go.
You ruin everything I do.
Tell me, who did it?
[sad music playing]
I did it.
I will do it again.
He has become too impudent.
Let his father come. I'll tell him.
What are you standing here for? Come inside.
[melancholic music playing]
- Live long. - I'll get going.
- Revisit us. - Sure, aunt.
Please take your medicines on time.
Please visit Shirdi.
You will get treated perfectly there.
Okay.
Hail Sai Ram.
[mellow music playing]
She's a good girl.
What did she come here for?
- She came to give a gift for the favour. - Huh?
What can be a better gift than that?
- She has become... - Sai's devotee.
Yes.
I know it.
Tell me, what news do you have?
I am bearing bad news, sir.
After what this girl did in Shirdi on 'Gudi Padwa',
the people of Shirdi now have more faith in Sai than ever before.
Initially,
people would get influenced when I'd try to instigate them.
But now, the person
who used to condemn Sai has started worshipping
and addressing him as Sai Baba.
So, everyone has started chanting, 'Hail Sai Ram.'
Sir,
if you don't do something to break their faith in him,
it will soon be
impossible for you to merely touch Sai.
[tense music playing]
I'm thinking about the same thing, Mr Dalvi.
I want one chance to expose Sai before everyone
and punish him.
I am telling you once again.
Bring any evidence or witnesses against Sai for me.
I promise to help you gain
way more profit than your business.
[dramatic music playing]
Yes.
[dramatic music playing]
[mellow music playing]
Please donate some alms.
Oh, Sai!
[mellow music playing]
Come. Have some breakfast.
How are your guests, Bayaza Maa?
Everyone is good.
Nothing seemed strange.
[Vitthal screaming]
- What happened? - What happened?
- A scorpion stung him.
- What happened? - What happened to my Bala?
Vitthal! Bring water.
[sombre music playing]
What happened, Vitthal?
- What happened? - What happened?
Sai, please check him.
[devotional song playing]
- Raghoba. - Yes.
Tie this cloth on his feet.
[devotional song playing]
Mr Appa,
apply these ashes to him.
[devotional song playing]
Vitthal, please open your eyes!
[devotional song playing]
[sombre music playing]
Vitthal!
[devotional song playing]
Are you okay, Vitthal?
Are you okay?
You're okay!
Are you okay? Huh?
Are you okay?
[sentimental music playing]
Sai, you saved my son.
The medicine saved him, Raghoba, not me.
And medicine doesn't discriminate.
It cures everyone.
I have prepared a medicine for Bala.
Please come and get it.
Sai, let me come with you.
Your elder son, Vitthal, has just regained consciousness.
You should stay with him.
I will give the medicine to Raghoba.
[theme music playing]
Sai, why did you stop Savitri from coming here?
She is the one who will give the medicine to Bala. I will...
You will?
I am busy at work, Sai.
She is the one who stays at home. Savitri does everything...
But you worry a lot about your two sons.
I saw how you were worried for Vitthal.
Greetings, Sai!
All are made from the same soil.
All will turn into soil.
No one can tell the difference
between whose soil is which.
What is the meaning of this couplet, Sai?
Do you know what the biggest disease of this society is?
Discrimination.
And this discrimination starts
from the society and reaches our homes.
People start discriminating within their own families.
You and your wife don't discriminate between Bala and Vitthal, do you?
[soulful music]
Why on earth did you faint now?
Because of you, I couldn't go to get medicine for Bala.
[door opening]
Vitthal!
Raghoba is busy working all day long,
so I will have to give him the medicine.
Bayaza Maa, why didn't Sai take me along?
Vitthal is not well.
That is why Sai asked you to stay here.
I am fine, mother. You can go.
Bayaza Maa, take me to Dwarkamai.
- Savitri... - Bayaza Maa, please take me there.
[tense music]
Who are they?
Children of Shirdi.
The medicine is kept over there. Take it.
[joyful music]
Baba!
Baba,
I returned from Nagar.
I gave the gift to sir.
But you know he is not a good person, Baba.
There's something wrong.
And I don't know why he has enmity with you and Shirdi.
Then I also said that
whoever is the enemy of Shirdi is my enemy.
If someone's behaviour or thinking is bad,
it does not mean that the person is also bad.
Sometimes there are reasons that we cannot see.
Only he knows what ocean of sorrow he is carrying inside him,
due to which he is not happy
and satisfied.
Like, there was sadness and fear inside you, too.
But, Baba, my behaviour was wrong.
What I did to you and Jhipri.
What's wrong is wrong.
Sir's mother is very nice and loving.
So, how did that sir become so angry?
That aunt loves him very much and trusts him a lot.
The poor woman feels that
sir can never do any harm to anyone.
The mother is good, she loves her son
and trusts him, which is why the family is good.
Come on, kids, I'll drop you all off at school.
Come on, let's go.
Sai, till then, you keep the lamps lit.
Okay.
Come on.
[joyful music]
Come in.
Sai!
Look, she was getting restless sitting at home.
She wants to know what the medicine is and how to give it.
The thing is that Raghoba always remains busy with his work.
So she has to give the medicine, right?
How is my friend Vitthal?
[soulful music]
He is fine. I just gave him the medicine.
I thought you would not want to leave your elder son and come here,
so I brought Raghoba along with me.
[intense music]
This medicine should be given to Bala twice a day.
But don't forget to add fresh neem leaves to it.
Come here every day and take neem leaves from there.
I just have to add neem leaves, right?
I will do it, Sai.
Thank you, Sai.
May Lord Rama bless you!
- It's mine! - No, it's mine!
Mr Vishwanath has given me this quilt.
Sir has given me this quilt.
No, you have a misunderstanding, Kondaji.
Sir told me to keep it.
He said this to me.
You're lying out of greed, Makaji.
No...
Huh?
What are you guys hiding?
Tell me what it is!
Come on, show me!
[dramatic music]
Where did it come from?
Mr. Vishwanath has given it.
Vishwanath?
Sir.
Ah, Vishwanath, where did you get this from?
It's good. I really liked it.
Get me 500 of them.
I want to send it to London.
And do it on an urgent basis.
And this time, please don't disappoint me.
- It'll be done, sir. - Good.
[tense music]
Bala? Bala!
- Bala! - Bala!
You must have done something.
Tell me, what did you do?
Oh, Savitri, what happened?
I don't know. He had an epileptic seizure again.
Come on, let's take him to Sai.
[dramatic music playing]
[devotional song playing]
I give him the same medicine too.
Every day, just like this.
You gave the same medicine too, Then how did yours work?
[pensive music playing]
You spend the whole day with Bala and Vitthal.
Like a mother, what do you think
causes Bala to have seizures?
Whenever Vitthal acts up,
Bala starts having seizures.
I'm troubled by Vitthal's mischief.
God Ram will make everything right.
[uplifting music playing]
Unless we find the real illness,
how will we treat it?
[pensive music playing]
[laughs]
I don't believe it.
Jhipri, I'm telling the truth.
That officer doesn't even know how to sit on the floor and eat.
He's neither fully Indian
nor fully British.
Poor, he's stuck in the middle.
He's definitely not helpless.
Jhipri, I'm not disagreeing with you.
But for all his arrogance,
his mother is just as kind.
And she cooks so well.
[bright music playing]
What are they both doing here?
Maybe aunt has sent some food.
Ms Nandini,
you've been called, let's go.
Is Aunt feeling alright?
Please tell her I can't come like this.
I'll surely visit when I'm in town.
Not aunt, Mr Vishwanath has called you.
If he has called, it means the British government has summoned you.
[dramatic music playing]
For some government work.
[dramatic music playing]
You don't need to go anywhere.
- She's not going anywhere. - Think it over.
You've already seen how angry Mr Vishwanath can get.
What if he loses it again?
Jhipri,
Sai is with us.
Then why worry?
Even so, you won't go alone.
I'll come with you.
Let's go.
[dramatic music playing]
I'll find every person tied to Birsu.
Understood?
Sir, they're here.
Get going.
[dramatic music playing]
That quilt you gave me,
our senior sir, Johnson, really liked it.
He's placed an order for 500 quilts.
They'll be sent to London. It's a huge order.
You could say your fortune just changed.
[pensive music playing]
- Five hundred quilts? - Yes.
We won't be able to deliver it.
[dramatic music playing]
Please forgive us.
Let's go, Nandini.
Johnson sir is a senior officer in the British government.
And you're refusing his order?
You work for the government.
We don't.
If Jhipri said it can't be done, then it can't.
[dramatic music playing]
Let's go, Jhipri.
Illiterate Indians.
You don't value the chance to progress.
We don't sell our self-respect for the sake of progress, sir.
And what did you say before that?
Illiterate Indians.
Ignorant Indians.
Ignorant Indians?
We are Indians, sir.
And it's a good thing we're ignorant.
Better to be uneducated and ignorant than to be ashamed of yourself,
your culture, and
your faith like you.
How dare you speak to me like that?
Vishwanath!
Mom? Here?
[dramatic music playing]
When your own start drawing lines between each other,
the wounds cut deep.
In a family where every bond should be built with love,
even a little less love for one
can leave a lasting scar.
That stays stuck in the heart.
Sai says,
'Love doesn't see caste, blood,'
'or bargains.'
Whether it's a mother or a father,
if they love one child and not the other,
that's not love. That's bias.
Children are like neem leaves.
Everyone has their own quality.
But if we start judging
which leaf came from which tree,
we'll never understand their worth.
Sai says,
'Illness doesn't begin in the body, but in the mind.'
And bias
is the deepest illness that breaks families.
Its cure is acceptance,
belonging,
and selfless love.
Hail Sai Ram.