'What mischief did Vitthal do today?'
'No, Vitthal didn't do anything.'
'I was the one who threw the stone to pick the mangoes.'
'It accidentally hit him on the head.'
'How did Bala suddenly have seizures without Vitthal's mischief today?'
[dramatic music playing]
'Give the medicine, Vitthal.'
Mom, look what dad gave me.
[bright music playing]
What are you doing there?
Look, I brought this for you too.
Come here quickly.
You took so long to come. We had to go to the temple.
Let's go.
- Take care of Bala. - Okay, mom.
Wait here, I'll keep the stuff and come back.
Stay here.
[mischief music playing]
No, Bala, don't play with fire.
I told you, don't play with fire.
Your finger will burn.
Hey Bala, wait!
I'm not stopping.
Bala, wait!
Now it's dark, this is my chance.
I'll go to Dwarkamai now and keep that cartridge there.
Bala!
Bala, leave it, drop the log!
I know you want to take the log from them.
- I won't leave it. - Bala, leave it.
[dramatic music playing]
Vitthal, the fire has started, what now?
Bala, stay back.
Bala, let's run from here.
Vitthal! Who's there?
The fire's started!
My warehouse caught fire!
Come fast, everyone!
Bring water,!
Someone, bring water. Put out the fire!
Go on! All the stuff...
'The cartridges have burned.'
'Now how will I trap him?'
Bring water, quickly.
Hey, my stuff, my warehouse!
Who set this fire?
'Good thing, the fire got extinguished.'
Sir, let's save what we can.
No, it's not needed.
The fire is out, no need now.
Okay!
Dalvi Sir, how did the fire start?
It was dark, I didn't see.
It's so...
[dramatic music playing]
Maybe one of the kids did it.
We'll check with the villagers. Give me some time till tomorrow.
This will be best.
Nothing can be done now.
Thank you all, you can go.
You can go.
- Let's go. - Thank you very much.
Yes, sir.
[sighs]
Good!
By morning, I'll remove the cartridge, and no one will find out.
Whoever did this, I won't spare them.
I won't let go.
[pensive music playing]
Bala!
Looks like dad and everyone else have gone to sleep.
Come on, let's go, let's see.
Bala.
Bala!
What happened, mom?
Nothing, sleep.
Okay?
Let's go.
Vitthal, I'm really scared.
Mom and dad will find out.
Everyone will find out,
and the police will take me away.
Nothing will happen, Bala. I'm here.
I won't let anything happen to you.
Go to sleep quietly.
I'll do something.
[dramatic music playing]
'We've made a big mistake.'
'I'll have to go to Sai.'
[dramatic music playing]
[window clattering]
[gloomy music playing]
Vitthal?
Why did you stop there? Come here.
[gloomy music playing]
What happened?
There's a friend of mine,
he's made a big mistake.
He's very worried and scared.
[dramatic music playing]
Bala!
What happened, Savitri?
Bala is having a seizure episode.
Did Vitthal do anything?
Vitthal!
Vitthal! Where did Vitthal go?
Forget Vitthal, let's take him first.
Whatever your friend did,
he should accept his mistake.
In front of everyone.
Go home now.
It's getting late, okay?
Sai!
Bala's health has worsened again.
[yelps]
Sai, he again had an episode.
[dramatic music playing]
Bala, why are you worrying?
I told you, I wouldn't let anything happen to you.
[dramatic music playing]
[devotional song playing]
I'm also giving him this medicine.
Every day, just like this.
Then how did your medicine work?
The same happened that day too.
Your medicine worked,
but mine didn't.
I told you, you must take neem leaves from Dwarkamai.
Neem leaves are neem leaves.
Whether I take from here or there.
I only use fresh neem leaves.
Just like you don't differentiate between neem leaves,
maybe you don't differentiate between people either.
[devotional song playing]
There's a difference between neem leaves and people.
[dramatic music playing]
You don't know the whole truth about me.
Just treat my Bala
and make him well.
Let's go.
[dramatic music playing]
How can we treat him before finding the real illness?
And to reach the real illness,
we must get to the root.
You understand, Raghuba?
To the truth
whose symptoms are right before our eyes
but recognition takes time.
When the root cause is found,
the right medicine will come too.
[devotional song playing]
To make so many quilts, we'll need
at least 20 craftsmen and 100 sarees.
We don't have that many sarees or that many craftsmen.
It'll all get done, the sarees will come and so will the people.
Nandini, all this will need money. Where will it come from?
There must be some savings, right, Tai?
There's a little, but it won't be enough, Nandini.
The jewellery,
we can pawn it with a moneylender
and get some money for a few days.
And once the British government pays us back,
we'll clear it.
Nandini,
we don't have so much jewellery.
Can't we borrow from someone else?
What are you saying, Nandini?
I've run this factory for years
without borrowing from anyone.
Tai, we've never received such a big order until now as well.
- If it's such a big job... - Listen.
Who will lend us money?
There's only one moneylender in Shirdi
who can give that much to us.
Tai, who? Mr Dalvi?
[dramatic music playing]
Mr Appa! Come out!
Come out quickly!
Mr Dalvi?
I heard there was
a fire in your warehouse yesterday?
The fire didn't start itself, Mr Appa.
Someone set it.
What are you saying?
- Who would do that in Shirdi, and why? - You can ask.
Ask your own little guests.
The ones who set fire to my warehouse.
[dramatic music playing]
They are just children.
Why would they do such a thing?
Do you have any proof?
[laughs]
I knew it!
Mr Appa would ask this question.
You'd ask about proof.
I didn't come empty-handed either, Mr Appa.
I've brought proof too.
[dramatic music playing]
Don't be afraid, I'm here.
That thread was taken by Raghuba for his boys.
I was the one who took him to the temple to get it.
Did you hear that, Mr Appa?
Now ask these innocent guests.
Ask who did it.
Whose neck had this thread?
[dramatic music playing]
I set the fire.
[dramatic music playing]
Yes, I set the fire.
Vitthal!
[dramatic music playing]
Here! Do you need any more proof, Mr Appa?
He has confessed his crime.
How could he not confess?
I've shown all the proof.
Isn't it?
And you, Mr Appa,
you were saying in the market, in front of everyone.
That Sai stopped you in Shirdi. I didn't.
I can't ask him to leave Shirdi.
You were saying that, right?
Where's Sai now?
Somebody, call Sai.
Just show him.
Show what this little one has done.
[dramatic music playing]
Have you lost your mind?
You set the fire, why?
For what?
My Bala must have
seen you doing it last night.
That's why he had a seizure.
He must have been terrified.
You'll never change.
Since childhood till now,
I've explained to you hundreds of times.
But you never change.
Because of you, we had to come to Shirdi.
And here too, you behave like this.
Mom, listen to me.
Don't call me mom.
I'm not your mom.
- No, Savitri. - Enough!
[music fades]
How long will you keep denying?
He needs to know the truth.
Ever since he came into our life,
only troubles have come
into our lives.
What a jinx you are!
Thank god
you're not my son.
If you were my son...
Savitri, how can you say such things?
I'm telling the truth, Tai.
[dramatic music playing]
He is not my son.
My son
is my Bala.
I bore him myself.
Vitthal is an orphan.
He was brought here by Raghuba from somewhere.
No.
You're lying, right, mom?
I don't agree.
You're my mom.
Go away!
Enough!
Savitri, stop.
Not even a single word.
[dramatic music playing]
If my child made a mistake,
I apologise to you.
But how will your apology
fix my loss, Raghuba?
The loss must be compensated.
Isn't it?
- Yes. - Yes, then?
Compensate my loss completely.
If not, be ready to face
the punishment I'll give.
- Is that clear? - Yes.
[music ends]
How much is the loss?
About 500 rupees.
[dramatic music playing]
What?
Five hundred rupees?
- Aren't you asking for too much? - It's less, Mr Appa.
Come see for yourself. My warehouse is destroyed.
My goods are destroyed.
If your guests can't pay,
Mr Appa, then please compensate my loss.
Right?
We don't have that much money.
We won't be able to compensate for this loss.
Hey!
Give him whatever punishment you think is right.
[dramatic music playing]
Alright.
Fine, you all heard that, right?
Fine.
Until my loss is compensated,
this boy will work in my shop.
Is that understood?
Come on! What are you staring at?
- Come on! - Mr Dalvi, let him go.
Where are you taking Vitthal?
See, I'll put you to work...
Don't go, Vitthal. Tell the truth to everyone.
Mom, Vitthal...
No, Bala. Promise me.
You won't say anything.
Mom is angry, that's why she's saying this.
I am mom's son, and I am your brother.
You won't have seizures
if you stand firm.
Got it?
Leave him. Stay back!
Let him suffer for his sins.
- Move! - Enough of your emotions.
Let's go.
Bala!
[dramatic music playing]
[emotive background vocalisation]
Vishwanath Shinde is Sai and Shirdi's enemy.
Dalvi is Sai's enemy.
What are we doing, Nandini? We are connecting with these people?
Tai, we're just growing our business.
And we understand how to do it.
We're meeting Mr Dalvi now and talking to him.
We're not taking a loan yet.
If he gives us a loan,
we should know what to pawn and
how much interest we'll pay.
Neither you nor I have taken loans before.
We'll ask then, so we'll know.
[pensive music playing]
Nandini...
[dramatic music playing]
Come. Move!
Move. Look,
what have you done?
You burnt down my warehouse.
[dramatic music playing]
Vitthal is a child.
He is being treated unfairly.
Lord Ram will make everything right.
Do you have money?
He doesn't have money, nor do his parents.
How will you pay my loss? How will you compensate?
Until my loss is fully compensated,
this boy will work in my shop.
[dramatic music playing]
Sometimes it's easier to hide the truth.
Especially when it can save a loved one.
A child who has no big words,
no arguments, no defenses, he has just a look.
Who sees his brother in fear.
And a heart that says, 'I'll endure it.'
'Don't worry.'
Fear gives birth to silence,
and silence often becomes the only witness.
Sai doesn't want
any child to live in fear.
He wants every heart
to stand with the truth.
Because god lives in truth.
Sai says, 'If your intention is pure,'
'speaking the truth won't harm you.'
'Rather that one truth'
'can make the world stand with you.'
Because sacrifice is complete
only when lit by the light of truth.
This is Sai's path, a path full of love,
truth, and courage.
Hail Sai Ram.