Chaahat (चाहत)

Son, you flirt around with all kinds of women.

O Father of the brides, do take care! My son has stepped into adolescence.

Eating nuts and raisins, he's grown up to be quite handsome.

Man, I will have to get you married soon.

Oh no daddy! I am not going to get married so soon.

"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..."

"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..."

"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"Daddy cool it... Oh cool it... cool it..."

"Hey my dear little lover boy, I'll get you a very young bride"

"I am your father, get that boy" you will walk the altar with pride"

"Marriage is a mess, to all I will say"

"I would rather hang myself than hang on to a bride"

Stop.

-"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..." -"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..."

"Daddy cool it... Oh cool it... cool it..."

"Break it, bunk it. Break it, bunk it"

"If you hang yourself up; I will cut up the rope "

"If you cut off the rope; I will climb up the building"

"If you climb up the building, I will ask for the fire-engine"

"If you ask for the fire-engine, I will jump over the building"

"If you jump over the building, you will have a crash landing"

"If you jump over the building, you will have a crash landing"

"If I do get hurt that bad, I will break my leg surely"

"I will break my leg surely"

"I will break my leg surely"

"I will get you crutches but to my will you will abide"

"I would rather hang myself than hang on to a bride"

"I am your father, get that boy" you will walk the altar with pride"

Stop.

"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..."

"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"My son's a fool... fool... fool..."

"Daddy, cool... cool... cool..."

"Daddy cool it... Oh cool it... cool it..."

"I will deck you as a groom and take you to the altar"

"If you take me to the altar, I will scream and shout thereafter"

"If you ever scream and shout, then I am gonna gag your mouth"

"If you ever gag my mouth, the priest then I will drive out"

"To hell with that priest, I will myself become the priest"

”May auspiciousness be unto Lord Vishnu"

"May all auspiciousness be unto the one"

"Who has the Garuda, the birds’ king in flag symbol"

"A priest if you do become, to my heels I will take and run"

"I will gather up the guest and come after you, my son"

"If you follow me around, I'll get in a plane, safe & sound"

"Oh yes, I will get into plane, safe and sound"

"Oh yes, I will get into plane, safe and sound"

"I will hire that plane and get you married during the ride"

"I would rather hang myself than hang on to a bride"

"I am your father, get that boy" you will walk the altar with pride"

Stop.

Wow, this is just incredible! Forty dollars!

Adding these forty dollars, I now have collected 6200 rupees of yours.

It's not me but my son who is incredible.

One of the European tourist truly fell for my son.

She even gave her photograph and even gave him the dollar.

She took him to the hotel and you let him go!

She didn't take him to the hotel. Lend me your ears.

Not your hands; your ears. She gave us dollars.

Why then don't you speak clearly?

-Hello uncle. -Hello son.

-Did you order for food in the hotel? -Yes. I have told Nathu's son.

-He will deliver the food at home. -Who will sleep at home?

-Nobody uncle. Lend me your ears. -Not your hand, uncle.

-Here... -Your ears, lend it to me.

-He will deliver it, get it! -Oh, deliver it!

But Shambhu, how long will you continue eating outside food?

Since the time you lost your wife, you have made the hotel your home.

Why don't you get your son married?

You are absolutely right, Shankar.

Lend me your ears. Not your hand!

He can't hear but what he says is absolutely true.

-What's true about that? -Now I am going to get my son married.

Bus! What will you do with a bus? Who will drive it?

-Exactly! -But there's one thing.

Be careful when you get your son married.

Else, if she takes off with him to Bombay like my son's wife did...

...you will be eating in hotels all your life.

I will get my son married with much pomp and ceremony.

Just watch, Shankar.

Stones? In my betel leaf?

-I agree with Shankar cent percent. -What did he say?

-That you should get married. -Heck no! I don't want to marry.

You didn't get it. It's very necessary to have a lady in the house.

Sounds so good when she asks when will you be home in the evening?

Dad, been so long since you heard such words, didn't you?

-Which? -When will you be back in the evening?

-How true! Been so long. -Trust me, get a lady in the house.

-I? Are you crazy? -Why?

-What will the society say? -Oh that's great.

Pratap Singh married being older then you.

It's different about him.

At least listen to me!

-Dad, don't be shy. At least listen... -But he has no children.

Man marries to have children so that, he can continue the lineage.

-I have you. -But I am alone!

-You alone are enough. -Not enough. Imagine if I had...

-Why are you following me around? -Let me at least discuss with you.

-All right, speak up. -If I have other siblings...

-we can have our own orchestra. -What's this orchestra?

The band. Imagine. Shambhu Singh Rathod And Sons.

How famous will the name of Rathod become all over Rajasthan.

-That sounds right to me, but... -Forget the buts. I will speak...

-...to Uncle Shankar tomorrow itself. - Which Shankar? The blind one?

No. The pan vendor. The one who spoke to you of my marriage.

-All right. What will you tell him? -I will ask him...

-...to find a suitable wife for you. -All right

One who will serve us and give me 4 to 5 brothers.

And who will cook real delicious food for me.

And who will serve me tea early morning and prepare pan for me.

One who will massage our head and stitch our buttons.

And when I am having my bath, she should scrub my back.

And before bed time, she should massage my legs.

-That she will. -All right. You speak to Shankar.

-The blind fellow? -Not that one. The pan vendor.

I get it. The one who spoke to you of my marriage. Don't shout at me!

Tell him that I agree

but the bride should be younger in age.

Younger in age! Mom!

-Mom! -Are you telling this to Parvati?

Who else then? The younger one?

Mom, did you hear the program dad is planning?

-He is the one who is inciting me. -Nobody is doing anything.

I was only checking his heart. Ever since you died...

...he has forgotten everything. Your love, your service...

Here, have some water.

-The old man thinks of a young wife. -Shut up.

Easy now. Drink the water.

Dr. Raj Bansal M.B.B.S.

He is coughing blood. He will have to be taken to the city for treatment.

All right. I will take him.

The doctor is crazy. I refuse to go to Bombay.

-Dad, this way. -I refuse to go to Bombay.

-You will have to go to Bombay. -No way.

-Didn't you hear the doctor? -What?

Coughing blood is not a good sign.

-Got to consult a specialist. -I came this far on your request.

-I now refuse to go any further. -What's your problem?

There is a problem in going to Bombay.

Your uncle, my brother Raghuveer too had gone there.

Never came back. All that came back was a letter stating that...

...an unknown body was found on the streets of Bombay.

Do you know whose body was that? My brother's, your uncle's.

Bombay is a concrete jungle where man is worth nothing.

It creates a barrier between people. It will divide us both too.

It will snatch you away from me.

I refuse to go to Bombay.

All right then. Go on coughing blood like that all your life.

Now, don't you say that what I am doing is wrong.

You did see your husband now, didn't you?

Look. He's coughing away quietly and spitting out blood.

And he's adamant that he will not go to Bombay.

He refuses to show himself to the doctor and have his medications.

He is a father. If he had been a son, I would have dragged him to Bombay...

...given him the best of medications and cured him in a couple of days.

But, will anyone ever listen to me?

What will I do staying here then?

Therefore, I am leaving.

Now, you only handle him. I am leaving...

-Let me have my instrument. -Where do you think you are going?

To hell!

You weren't there when I was cremating my mother, were you?

I too do not wish to see you dead. I do not wish to cremate you.

-Therefore, I am leaving. -Only you will cremate me,

be it blindfolded.

Are we like father and son?

No. We are like friends.

Just like breath and a flute. Can you ever separate them both?

Do you wish to take me to Bombay for my treatment?

Then, take me. I will go with you.

But, will I find a young bride?

You will find plenty of them.

Not for me, you idiot. I am talking about you.

But, don't you ever talk of leaving me again.

Where was I leaving? I was just acting.

But you sure scared me to death.

-Will you ever leave me and go? -No, never.

I will go with you to Bombay. I will get myself treated.

Shambhu Rathod, I guarantee you that...

...you will once again be able to sing as before.

-But there's one condition. -What condition?

You will stop chewing tobacco.

What are you saying? Without tobacco, how can I sing sweetly?

If you chew betel-leaf, we will have to operate on your throat.

-What do you mean by that? -Don't argue. Just listen to him.

Tell him that you will have it only after the treatment.

Didn't I tell you not to take me to Bombay?

Parvati, did you hear that? You died and he is planning to kill me too.

Dad, everything will be all right. At least come with me.

Let's go in and check out your room. Look, how nice it is.

Shambhu, this is your ward and that is your bed.

-At least listen to them! -They are your new friends.

-Welcome sir. I am Bashir. -Hello.

-Hi, I am Charsi. -Dad, come and lie down quietly.

I will search for Chandu and try to find a job for myself.

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