Oru Jaathi Jaathakam (ഒരു ജാതി ജാതകം)

'Oru Jaathi Jaathakam'

'One peculiar horoscope'

[hums a romantic song from the movie 'Nammal']

"O' this moonlight is so soothing, O' this breeze is so calming"

"When you're beside me, This twilight is so charming"

Stop it!

Gopalakrishnan Nair, you gave me a word five years ago,

that the day I have ₹5 Crores in my bank account,

your daughter will be mine.

Don't you remember?

It's time for you to fulfil that word.

- Oh God! - Hey, Nair!

- Who is this scoundrel? - Huh?

Here are my bank statements.

You can check them, if you want to.

Bank statement?

Instead of reading that damn paper,

throw this guy out!

- Yes! - Raghavan Master...

For this Gopalakrishnan Nair,

- my word is God. - Yes, yes.

My word is the ultimate truth.

What kind of a Nair are you?

If 'word' is your God,

what was it that you gave us? Curd?

As soon as a pompous guy arrived with a suitcase and some papers...

Mr. Jayesh!

Here's 1 Crore for you as well.

Keep it.

Aren't you happy?

Are you trying to lure the men of Mambrathu family with money?

Scram from my wedding hall, you moron!

First you wake up from your dream, you bugger!

Won't you allow me to get married even in my dreams, dear God?

Pumpkin cheeks and double chin!

Once she gives birth, she'll look like a grandma!

Brother...

find a girl who prioritizes strong family values.

Jayesh,

are these girls coming here to exercise or to expose?

Who is it at this hour?

- Doctor, you? - Good morning, Akka!

Didn't you go to the hospital today?

I'm about to leave.

Please take this.

I'll come later.

Ah, okay.

She is a cutie!

Fix it, fix it!

What are you waiting for?

Wow, girl! Is that even you under all those filters?

These filter games won't work on Mambrathu Jayesh, dear.

I've been fiddling with computers since 1995. You know that?

You keep fiddling with the filters.

Even kids have started putting up STD posts.

STD?

- You mean AIDS? - AIDS?

STD, bro!

"Save the date"! You're such a gargantuan fool!

What can I say to a dumbo who uses STD for 'Save the date'?

You bloody... Jayesh,

even those born after AD 2000 are already married with kids.

That means, even those born in the year "Malena" released, are now householders!

You're 37! And you're throwing so much attitude?

There's no shortage of protein intake...

but it's all being wasted, man!

Then do this. Swallow my egg too!

Oh yeah?

Ruining my peace of mind in the morning itself.

I checked the horoscope of the second girl...

and the Sama Saptama Yoga match is great,

but the lifespan compatibility is low, Panicker.

What's the point then, Jayesh?

Despite the benefits of Sama Saptama,

it is futile if there is no lifespan compatibility.

Grey hair?

How can you gamble with your lifespan, Jayesh?

- Wait a minute. - Okay.

So, I'll consider the first and the third one, right?

What's wrong with the fourth one?

The compatibility is 8/10, right?

Is that enough?

Eyes that seem to stretch as long as the ears

might be those of a girl driven by lust,

pursuing lovers!

My dear Jayesh, you're fast approaching 38.

Try to marry a like-minded girl

instead of looking at hocus-pocus sciences.

You get lost!

Why get upset as soon as I say something?

Mom, I had sent you the message at 7 AM, right?

You couldn't open it till now?

I was in the temple, Son.

What's more important to you? The temple or me?

Isn't it for your wedding that I'm on a temple-hopping marathon?

Okay, fine! Don't cry.

Check the profiles I sent and send those to policeman Jithesh quickly.

Okay.

If they have a criminal background, we can steer clear, right?

Yes, that's true.

I'll call you later, Mom.

Okay, Son.

- Hi, Baby. - Hello.

I'm a premium customer of your LifePartner Matrimony, right?

I should be getting matches and requests as per my terms and conditions, right?

Instead of that, why am I getting these weird and crappy matches?

For the past few days, a huge lapse has been happening from your end.

Sir, our server was down.

So, the algorithms are not working properly.

We're really sorry.

Your algorithm wasn't working even when the server was up!

I'm still flying solo here!

I should get married before I turn 38, Baby.

- Are you getting me? - It'll be done, Sir.

It'll definitely happen.

Yes, it should!

Jayesh!

Good morning.

The writer, Thathrikutty is on call.

Just make an apology.

That will solve the problem, right?

- Why should I say sorry? - Huh?

She wrote a novel.

I wrote a critique piece that criticized it.

- I was doing my job! - But what the hell have you written?

This isn't called criticism; it's called a vicious assault!

If she can write a book based on freedom of expression, a fundamental right,

being a citizen of the same country, with the same rights,

I am equally entitled to write a criticism.

My foot!

So, just because it supported the LGBTQ community,

you slammed her book, calling it deviant and unnatural?

- Yeah. - Huh?

"She doesn't know her job. She should be making chappatis in the kitchen."

What nonsense did you write?

Isn't it blatant misogyny?

- That's my fundamental right. - What? Misogyny?

Hey, Jayesh!

She's not the lady you think she is.

She'll wreck your life, Jayesh.

Neither am I the kind of man she thinks I am.

Jayesh isn't someone who sits and writes under a pseudonym, concealing his identity.

Mambrathu Jayesh won't apologize, Suchithra!

Please leave!

Oh!

Hello... Thathrikkutty.

I searched for him everywhere.

I couldn't find Jayesh anywhere.

I think he's in the wash room.

I heard everything he said!

Tell that scoundrel

that if ever he lands in front of me,

I'll knock his teeth out!

Bloody chauvinistic pig!

Okay, okay. I'll convey the message.

Okay.

Oops! I forgot to mute it!

Sir...

Come, come.

How is it, Jayesh?

It's our magazine cover for next month.

Sir, ours is a literary magazine, isn't it?

Do we need photos of semi-nude women on it as well?

Glamour is a part of the entertainment industry.

Don't talk like those boomers on Facebook.

Babu Sir... Wow!

Are we publishing 'Debonair' magazine this time?

No, 'Playboy'!

Aren't there any schmucks here with aesthetic sense?

- I have work, Sir. - Don't be mad, Jayesh.

Today is Friday, right?

- Aren't you going home? - Of course. Where else will he go?

Look at this guy.

He goes to his home town every Friday.

He meets prospective brides on Saturdays and Sundays,

and returns on Monday without fail.

- Else, he'll lose his job. - Sir!

Finding a good wife will require considerable effort.

Jayesh...

Finding a wife like the one in your dreams,

is like searching for a dinosaur in this 21st century!

Jokes apart,

please go get your dinosaur.

I don't apply any cream.

- I feel like eating you up! - Here?

- No way! - Don't say that!

Can you give me a kiss then?

Please.

- Please. - Ticket!

- Jayesh, Mambrathu. - Okay.

Let them watch.

- I'll give you. - Tell me, Jithesh!

Yes. Your mom had called me in the morning.

It won't work for us, man!

Forget about those three girls.

What? Why?

The first girl's brother is under our surveillance for a narcotics case.

Narcotics? What do you mean?

Yes, MDMA.

MDMA won't suit our family.