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In every speck shines His divine light.
Look within yourself, He isn't far from you.
If you have love for yourself, then embrace everyone.
Because we are all in His form. That's worship.
What would have happened if the red-headed man...
hadn't woken up at dawn that day to relieve himself?
Perhaps life would have continued in Delhi-6 as it had for centuries.
Perhaps my life might not have been turned upside down either.
But then again...
when you got to go, you got to go.
In the Treta Age of the Vedic era...
the evil ten-headed Ravana was the king.
His powers were renowned and feared.
The sun, moon, wind, and fire were enslaved to Ravana.
Dikpal, Suresh, Kuber, Varun were scared of him.
His abode was Lanka, made of gold.
He didn't allow anyone to worship Hari. He would call himself God.
There was unrest in the universe.
"Who would save the Earth?" Brahma thought.
The hope of happiness was suppressed by atrocities and sorrows.
A divine voice spoke...
"My dear, Earth. I shall get you out of this trouble.
I will be born as Ram in Awadh to save you."
The tumor is close to her area of vision.
Fatima, ask this fool how much time I've got.
Ma, don't say that. Allah forbid it.
Who do you have in India?
Did you get bored with us in the last five years?
No, child. But I feel like going back to the land of my birth.
Ma, it sounds good but it's pointless.
Son, think of it as my last wish.
Ma, you're like a stubborn child.
You're making it difficult.
You know I'll never go back to Delhi.
I couldn't see well in the dark. He was 8'2"...
covered in black hair.
His nails shone like knives.
Anyone who dares to sleep is dead!
He'll creep up on you while you're asleep.
He'll kill you.
Who is he?
Yes! This murderer is none other than a monkey.
A dark Black Monkey!
The Black Monkey kills.
Beware! Kumar, from Delhi.
The first one to welcome me to Delhi was the Black Monkey.
Perhaps, destiny was giving me a sign.
Grandma, wait!
Would you like to have some betel?
Greetings, ma'am!
Now I can die in peace.
So, my love dragged you back. You couldn't stay away long.
Grandma!
I forgot all about you.
Do you recognize him?
At last!
My eyes can rest forever now. Let me hug you.
Come on! Give me a hug. Good boy.
I'm Ali Baig!
There are people all around! Delhi is teeming with life. The constant buzz.
Everything was happening at the same time...
yet there is a kind of balance.
No! You can't enter like this. First have some sweets.
Mamdu! How are you?
You're back at last!
Greetings, Hina! Sister-in-law, is everything alright?
Why the long face? Aren't you looking after her?
Gobar! How are you? Bless you, son.
Guess who's here! My grandson, Roshan.
He isn't hungry.
Only dogs eat when they're hungry. Humans eat to bond with each other.
You should have one. Come on.
Only the lucky few taste Mamdu's sweets.
-That's all right. -Have it or you can't get through.
My beloved has returned home
People have great faith in this place.
They say if you hang a bell with a pure heart...
God will heed you.
I hung a bell before I left and prayed...
to return with my whole family.
God heard me. At least in part.
Lord! My Almighty!
Here comes your house, ma'am. The Paswan Lane.
-It hasn't changed a bit. Just like-- -Your phone is ringing, sir.
It's not mine.
You must rest. I'll take your leave.
-Have some tea with us, dear. -Some other time.
-Make sure you drop by. -Sure.
That's my ball.
Got it!
Aunty is back, sister-in-law.
-How are you, Rajjo? -You look lovely.
-Urmila, how are you? -How do you do?
Welcome to Delhi 6.
-How's everyone at home? -I am Rajjo.
-Rama! -Oh, yes.
Rama. Bless you.
-How are you? -You have come after a long time.
-Here. -You're looking so beautiful.
This is a local specialty.
-Have one at least -I have come home at last.
Are you alright?
Come.
Roshan, unlock the door.
The small one.
Come on. Move aside.
The tulsi plant has dried.
Give me some water.
There's no water right now.
Water access is given only in the morning these days.
It's like the government. Works on a whim.
Nothing like Mother Earth!
I was just 16...
when your grandpa brought me here.
I'd like to die under this roof.
Grandma.
This way.
Don't waste water. It's precious.
Overflowing with emotion.
That's the beauty of India.
Love is never given in small doses.
Here, taps may run dry.
But amazingly tear ducts never do.
Your grandfather! He never accepted your parents' marriage.
He never listened to anyone.
"How is it possible?"
It chewed him up till he died.
He'd say, "How can my son marry a Muslim?"
I wasn't happy either.
But when I spent time with your mother...
I knew I was wrong.
Damn it!
What perfect timing for a power outrage!
Your father was just as stubborn.
Your grandpa asked him to leave and he left.
And refused to come back.
He came back once for your grandpa's funeral.
Look at God's miracle, Roshan.
You were born on the same night.
Everything that happens is God's will.
Only his moustache sets you apart.
Grandma.
-Those are some hardcore moustaches. -Stupid.
You're still not ready?
Ravana is on his way to kidnap Sita.
My scarf! Hey, mister!
Can't you see? Shall I buy you specs?
Grandma!
Lord Ram was born in Awadh To put an end to all suffering
-Lord Ram was born in Awadh -As-Salaam-Alaikum, ma'am.
Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.
-You're so late. -Mamdu, right?
Devotees' sufferings
I can't enter without eating something sweet, right?
Absolutely right. This way, ma'am.
Come. Ganesh, get the veneration plate.
Bless you! How are you, Madangopal?
I'm good. Thanks to the Goddess.
Bittu! Isn't she Bittu?
How thin you've become!
You were once so chubby and healthy.
-You look like a stick now. -Her grandson from America.
Shall I dance out of joy?
Roshan, she's Bittu.
I see.
-Ma'am. -Yes.
-Look here. -20 rupees from me.
And a donation of 50 from me.
Why be stingy with the benevolent one, right?
He behaves miserly with his sister but loves showing off in public.
Bless you.
-How are you? -You brothers never stop fighting.
Don't you have any shame?
You look dashing!
Thank you.
Young man, she's my wife.
I won the contract for all the decor here.
Ma'am, your donation?
Gobar, don't pester her.
Come here.
Tell me.
One ten-rupee note or two one-rupee coins?
Tell me. One ten-rupee note or two one-rupee coins?
One note? I'll take two coins.
Well done. He's got straw for brains.
Gobar.
Time for a group photo. Stand close.
-Come. -Sorry.
Madangopal, smile please.
-Suresh, take me and my wife in the frame. -Yes.
Star of Delhi-6! When are you heading to Mumbai?
I can go anytime. I'm giving the others a chance.
Don't forget the 2500 you owe me! Right?
Jaigopal, forget about me.
Tell me about your shirt. By God!
Looks like I had better visit Malaysia too.
Look! The moneylender's wife is decked out like his jewellery store.
So that our wives nag us to buy the same jewels.
Later, he will give us a loan against them.
Let me photograph you and your lovely wife, Lala.
-Greetings, Annapurna. -Greetings.
Pay your respects!
May you both live long!
Lala, meet Rajan's son, Roshan.
-Well! -Hi.
Are you here to stay or you've come just to drop her off?
-No, I came to drop her. -What's your name?
Roshan Mehra.
How are you? Namaste.
-Any plans for the house? -Lala, I'm still alive!
Let me know. I'll fetch you a good price.
Can family heritage ever be for sale?
There's no family left.
Money is better than bricks and mortar. Right, son?
Grandma, isn't this the bit with the golden deer? Cool.
Burger-born!
With an arrow as sharp as His gaze He struck the golden deer
The golden deer changed Into the demon Marich
Brother Laxman!
As Laxman leaves, The demon king Ravana appears
Sita hears his cry for alms
The sage implores Give alms in the name of God
Mother, alms for the sage Stay well
God keeps you well
May you always prosper
The sage insists, "Sita, step out of the ring of fire.
Hand me the offering."
As Sita stepped out, the sage turned into
The demon Ravana
You sinner!
Oh, Lord Ram!
Save me!
Ladies and gentlemen...
we are proud to welcome...
Maitri Devi, the MLA of Delhi 6.
On behalf of the Ram Leela committee...
the honorable lady is here.
We'd like to garland her.
May the rule of Ram reign forever.
I may die but I'll never break a promise!
Lord Ram, who sacrificed everything in the name of duty...
at His feet...
I offer donation money on behalf of my party and me.
Please accept it.
Join me when I say, "Long live Ram and Sita!"
Long live Lord Hanuman!
Long live Maitri Devi!
In India, the Gods dance to the whims of politicians.
I thoroughly enjoyed the Ram Leela.
A great show...
but even more fascinating were the people.
I was so exhausted.
But the real drama was yet to unfold.
Hanuman, go and see.
Two men have entered the forest.
Hanuman!
Where are you?
Where has Lord Hanuman gone?
Where?
It's your cue. They're looking for you.
Hanuman!
Hanu-- Look at that!
Hanuman.
A monkey!
The Black Monkey!
-Hanuman. -Look at that!
The Black Monkey!
How long will you take?
Manager! Come here.
Stand here.
-Is he the one? -No.
Balls of a wimp! It's not him either.
Aren't you an expert at grabbing tails?
Carry on!
Whose phone is that?
Whose tail is ringing?
-Hello. -Hello.
Inspector sir, the phone belongs to Roshan.
Roshan! I've found it.
Who is he?
Sir, I can't figure it out. Let me go.
Did I give you permission to stop?
Keep going.
-Who's he? -Roshan, let's go.
Shall I slap his left cheek too?
Do you know who I am?
Your uniform tells me that you're a public servant.
What? Balls of a wimp!
Do I look like a servant?
Inspector sir.
Though not many express highways but there are many shortcuts here.
He doesn't know the law here.
Thank you, Inspector sir.
Mr. Baig.
Tell him how the wind blows.
This is India.
You bow to a uniform. No choice.
Uncle Ali.
I mean, what did you do?
I offered him a betel box...
wrapped in a bank note.
This is Delhi, my friend
Brother Roshan!
Offering you nothing But love and affection
Bittu.
Take it.
Delhi is a place for those who love life
A place where crazed lovers live
Delhi is a place for those who love life
A place where crazed lovers live
Imagine the eclat of a Landscape that overwhelms you
Step by step, you enter this atmosphere
Like a sphere that sucks you, You look who inspires
Olameno, we know, say Delhi-Delhi
Olameno, we know, say Delhi-6
Delhi is a place for those who love life
A place where crazed lovers live
It holds you in a tight embrace
It lets you hear its heartbeat
Hearts to your left
Hearts to your right
This is not a city but A gathering of lovers
This is Delhi, my friend
Offering you nothing But love and affection
Sorry? Shall I give you specs?
Do I need them?
Why the toothpaste grin?
You want 4x6? 5x7? Laminated? What do you want?
You've wasted my whole day.
I have beauty. I have heart.
A pretty face and I'm smart.
I, Bittu Sharma, will be your new Indian Idol.
It was good, but loosen up!
Relax. Be a little sexy!
Hey mister, watch your step
Tread carefully on the path of love
The path of love is strewn with cheats
Hey mister, watch your step
Tread carefully on the path of love
The path of love is strewn with cheats
-Hey mister, watch your step -Not bad!
You forgot your lipstick today.
No, I didn't. It got rubbed off.
When did my lips try that?
-What? -Your hair!
Your hands are too frisky. Control them.
They have a will of their own. What a dirty mind!
Maybe they want something.
Bittu, you never take me seriously.
You'll appreciate me when I make you the Indian Idol.
Hello. It's made in Paris.
Not a bad photographer.
You can cover my wedding.
They're in black and white. No color.
I see life in black and white.
But rainbows fill the Mumbai sky.
Glamor, fashion, models, money!
I must make some money.
But to make money you need money.
Suresh!
Lala!
What a coincidence! I was coming to see you.
Your meter is ticking, Suresh.
You owe me 166,000 rupees.
Didn't you get the cheque?
I'll clear our accounts by Diwali.
You have a week.
Or else... I think you get it.
Got it! You look smart today.
May I take a photo?
Open your mouth.
Grandma!
Rama is gifted.
She'll brighten her in-laws' home.
Her brothers' quarreling is spoiling her chances of marriage.
Damn their bickering!
Soon she'll be too old to marry.
Come on, Grandma.
Age has nothing to do with finding love.
It's all good, Aunt Rama. Stay cool.
My beloved teases me, My sister-in-law pinches me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
My mother-in-law taunts me Brother-in-law consoles me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
I left my parents home I like the abode of my beloved
My mother-in-law taunts me Brother-in-law consoles me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
My husband is a merchant He is traveling out of country
When I see him go, my heart sinks
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
My mother-in-law taunts me Brother-in-law consoles me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
My beloved teases me, My sister-in-law pinches me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
I left my parents home I like the abode of my beloved
Wearing a t-shirt He happily chews betel
There is no one to match Him in all of Raipur
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
My beloved teases me, My sister-in-law pinches me
My husband's house is Like a marigold flower
I can't swallow a single morsel.
You must be eating too many betel nuts!
Who's there to stop you?
Aren't you Rama?
Namaste.
You've never met us but you still recognized us.
The one and only Rajjo!
How do you do? Is all well with you?
Your son is a gem.
He's one of us now.
We're keeping him. Don't say we didn't warn you!
Keep him! He's yours anyway.
You have a pure heart, just like the people in Delhi-6.
Tangy and spicy, like a Delhi snack.
Mother!
-What happened? -Call 911!
-Get out of the way! -Uncle Ali.
We're going to the hospital.
Irwin Hospital. I will go make the arrangements.
Irwin Hospital.
-Get out of the way! -Yes, Irwin.
Mamdu!
She's unwell.
Let us pass!
-Get out of the way. -What's wrong?
Tie this to her wrist.
-Lord Hanuman will cure her. -Hail Lord Hanuman!
We won't let her fall sick.
Get out of the way.
Gobar, clear the way!
-Get out of the way. -Speed up!
-Why have they stopped midway? -She's unwell. Move.
-What's going on? -Move.
Someone check what's blocking the way.
-What happened? -A cow is giving birth.
-What? -Yes.
-Calf? -Mother cow giving baby cow.
Move them out of the way. Go on!
-Go after them. -Make way.
Clear the road.
You're fortunate to witness the Mother Cow giving birth.
Those who do are freed of all misfortune. Here.
Mother Cow has blessed you. Have the sweet.
-Move back. -Please, clear the road.
It's not right to stop someone from praying.
Mother Cow is giving birth. People have gathered.
How can the police intervene?
-Everyone stand back! -What the hell!
-Everyone stand back! -Clear the road. Move!
Grandma!
-Move aside. -Grandma?
-Move! -Move!
Move aside. Let us pass!
-It's helping her. -Move aside!
Hail Mother Cow!
Her sugar level had dropped so she fainted.
Back in America, we thought Grandma had no one in Delhi.
But everyone here is family.
Roshan. You have it, son.
Grandma is dying, Uncle Ali.
The poet Zauq says, "Who can ever wish to leave Delhi's lanes?"
Just stay
Stay as you are
You are pain
You are comfort
Just stay
Stay as you are
A gentle breeze
A stormy obsession
Smooth as silk Jagged as rough cloth
Sometimes you quarrel
Sometimes you're stubborn
So full of fragrance
I don't want to change you an inch
Without adornment Without impurity
No more No less
I love you just as you are
It's all yours.
In your rainfall, I want to dissolve
I love you just as you are
In your flame, I want to burn and turn to ash
If you wound me, Soothe me with a balm
I will soon love the wound you inflict
You are a river
Let me drown in you
Your father and I had a great time when we were young.
No wife and children. A girl-friend?
Just the one.
Your father took her away.
My mother? Are you serious? No way!
25 years ago, if I had confessed my love to Fatima...
I might have a son like you today.
But dreams only blossomed in my heart.
Your father had guts.
He loved her madly. He fought everyone.
Not caring what they said about Fatima being a Muslim.
He fought for love.
When I look at you, I see that love.
In your eyes and in the way you talk.
But then I know...
you will leave us too.
Back to America.
My life is there.
All my pleas are
Written on my face
What should I ask from you
Please try to understand yourself
what is in my heart
Oh, Lord
My Lord
Lord my lord
Oh, Lord
Cracks blemish the line of my destiny
Repair my fate, Oh, Lord
I bow at Your door My being erased and then remade
Repair my fate, Oh, Lord
He who comes to your Threshold comes to bow his head
He drinks from the cup of ecstasy He dances in harmony
He came with throat parched And found an overflowing river
He returned bathed in The shower of your light
He returned bathed in
The shower of Your light
The rich always buy the best urns. 501. 95 rupees.
Just feel it.
Do you have a gold urn with gems and rubies?
Why show off in death?
Why save if you're going forever?
A copper urn.
251.95 rupees.
Give me a clay urn or I'm off.
Yes, I have it.
You're so old-fashioned. Take it.
Specially made from sacred Ganges clay.
-151.95 rupees. -This is good.
Roshan, hold it.
Now I can die in peace.
Take the money.
-Only 100? -You will prosper, Lala.
The tree said to the leaf, listen to what I say...
"This is the cycle of life, one comes when one goes."
Come on. I am done.
I first found it odd that grandma was making these arrangements.
Who goes shopping for their own funeral?
Discussing death like this.
Then I figured it out. We can't decide the manner in which we are born.
But we can plan our departure.
After the attacks of Chandni Chowk and Jama Masjid...
the dark shadow of the Black Monkey is cast all over Delhi.
-Listen carefully. -My heart stopped when I saw it.
It had bulbs on its chest.
When I touched it, I got a 500 volt shock!
Oh my God!
The earth gets its energy from the sun.
But the monster Black Monkey's energy is far greater.
It can attack any time.
-Hence beware and stay alert. -They're all fools.
-The Black Monkey-- -India's space mission.
It tore her saree--
Got love. Will make you an idol
The pride of India
The Indian Idol bus is coming to your town!
Mumbai, Lucknow, Kolkata, Delhi, Gwalior.
If you want to be an Indian Idol then call for the auditions.
On 5052525. Or SMS Idol 52525.
-You pierced your navel? -Sexy, right?
Had it done yesterday.
-It must have hurt. -Nothing is gained without pain.
If the Black Monkey has glowing lights on its chest...
it means it has a mother board.
I mean, an electric circuit. Right?
-Right. -Leave him alone.
Don't bore him with your theories.
Young man, what happens when water gets into an electric circuit?
-Short-circuit? -Right!
Well done! Did you hear that, Rajjo?
He's smarter than us.
Made in America! Right?
So, if you see the Black Monkey's electric board, pour water on it.
Short circuit! Finished!
The end of the Black Monkey. Right?
It's time to leave.
I'm not blowing my own trumpet.
But no one can be as good as me in electronics.
It's only my father's old radio which I can't deal with.
Until I hear a sound from it, I won't give up.
Young man, good that you're doing this.
The Goddess will rid us of all problems.
Hail to the Goddess!
Sister-in-law!
I don't know what he was telling Roshan.
Something about the Black Monkey's mother sitting for a board exam.
Pour water on him.
He said pour water on him and he'll be dead.
But where do we get so much water?
-It's spicy. -Let Bobby play with me.
-Stop it! What are you doing? -Bobby!
Yes?
-What is it? -Here.
-What is it? -Some sweets.
Why? Has Mother Cow given birth?
No. Grandma is well now.
So we're organizing a prayer meeting.
My hands are unwashed.
Leave it inside.
Yes.
You're Madangopal Electrical's wife.
How can you be so dumb?
You're from America, right?
Do lightning strike when it rains?
-Yes. -Yes?
Does lightning short-circuit the clouds?
Never heard such a thing.
Neither have I.
Throwing water on the Black Monkey won't help.
Stop that damn racket!
Do you think the Black Monkey is a moron?
Trying to be a hero!
-Talking rot to the women. -Uncle is right, father.
My science teacher told us about short circuits.
Shut up! Son of an ass!
When you're my age, then talk big.
Do you need to shout at him in front of Roshan?
Mummy, I'm going out.
Serve some lunch to Mrs. Mehra then go to college.
Alright.
-See you at the prayer meeting. -Start it.
"Pour water on the monkey."
You Americans think you own everything!
You force your way everywhere, into any country.
So shameless!
-You Americans never ask for permission. -So, now it's political?
Come on. What's the big deal?
It's a big deal for us. We never cross the line.
You burger-born!
Burger-born?
You know why the Black Monkey wears shades?
-How would I know? -It's stylish, boss!
Sister, give the garbage.
Watch out!
Looking good!
You girl thief!
You'll be dancing like a peacock when I shove my broom.
Move aside!
Garbage, please.
What are you doing?
Mrs. Mehra, the flowers.
Go.
The garbage!
Shabri, why do you hesitate?
Give me a berry to eat
She tastes the berries and Offers the sweetest to Lord Ram
Without hesitation, Lord Ram eats berry after berry
No one is inferior or Superior by birth to Him
Rambihari.
Feed me some jalebis.
The boss is calling you.
The Black Monkey on CNN? No way!
-The key is here. -Didn't you hear me?
You damn sweeper! I'll fix you.
Stand up!
I am not going with you.
Tell him.
-Come on. -Let go of me!
May Ravana kidnap your sister.
-The police! -Take right.
Let go of me!
The Black Monkey?
He'll run over me!
All praise to you!
The Black Monkey?
Where did the balls of the wimp go?
Who?
The Black Monkey!
I ain't asking about your father.
Pass me the fog horn!
Black Monkey.
Your game is up. The place is surrounded by police.
Be reasonable. Or else, we will shoot you.
-Sir, I think he went up there. -Yes?
There.
-He tore through the roof. -He must have springs for feet.
You saw him? What does he look like?
Who?
The Black Monkey! Who else?
Why are you winding us up?
What happened?
I understood.
-You understood? -If he's invisible, how can he be seen?
The moron drives well too!
Before I could understand anything...
I was a part of Black Monkey's saga.
What must be the height?
Because of me, now he was invisible too.
-Click a snap. You idiot! -Yes.
-Move! -He's an alien.
-Call for the rope. -Yes.
In the dark of the night, wearing a dark suit and dark glasses...
the Black Monkey drives a black car.
Once its dark deeds are done...
it presses a red button and becomes invisible.
And becomes invisible!
It's an alien.
It attacked two girls in our area while they were sleeping.
We chased but it disappeared.
Many cars were destroyed in Delhi.
But this car belonged to the Black Monkey.
He has made everyone's life miserable.
-Have you seen the Black Monkey? -Yes! It's invisible.
It is an animal.
Animals aren't in our jurisdiction.
Not a case for us.
A monkey--
The monkey is an animal. Not our jurisdiction!
So? Will you do nothing?
Pointing fingers at us won't help.
Look at our track record.
-We are most capable. -Utter rot!
This case is for the Animal Ministry.
They must take an action.
Move! Go home and watch TV.
Have you ever seen an animal with a mother board?
Springs for feet?
No! So how does it concern the Animal Ministry?
Talk to the Science and Technology Ministry.
If they stopped lining their pockets, they'd have time for us.
You're absolutely right.
Madangopal, it's from the shrine.
I'm Jaigopal! For once get my name right.
Look into the mirror.
-In every speck shines His light. -Should I come too?
Look within yourself, He isn't far from you.
If you have love in you, then embrace everyone.
That's the true worship.
Look into the mirror!
-As-Salaam-Alaikum. -Good morning, boys.
He's a fine boy.
-Haji Mian! -What is it, Mamdu?
Roshan slapped the Inspector last night.
He called him public servant.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Your uniform tells me you're a public servant."
"Servant? Do I look like a servant?"
Then Roshan who is six feet tall and well-built
swung one around--
No, sir.
Did I give you permission to stop? Carry on!
I explained. "Roshan is new in town."
The Inspector can fix anyone. Don't you know him?
Don't talk too much.
Masakali! Come here.
Come, Masakali!
Come to me.
Come here, my child. Sit.
Masakali Move a little
Flap your wings, there is some dust on it
In your style go far away
Fly over roads and corners Over crossroads and colonies
Turn with pleasure and fly in style
Fulfill the desires of your heart
Unite yourself with the Wind and fly in style
Fly, you are a gem
Masakali Move a little
A colony of clouds is your lovely abode
Turn your head away from Those who can't fly
Fly, do not be afraid
Do as you please As you please
Fly away Don't look back
Fly, do not be afraid
Do as you please As you please
Fly away Don't look back
Smile as you spread your wings Flap your wings
Masakali Move a little
Masakali
Move a little
What do you care about sorrow? All you hear is the flute in the sky
The wind talking The sun shining
Fly away Never fear
Do as you please As you please
Fly away Don't look back
Fly away Never fear
Do as you please As you please
Fly away Don't look back
Smile as you spread your wings, Masakali
You should know, says the wind
Masakali Move a little
Why do you care?
Bittu!
I'll pour it in his tea. Then swallow some myself.
End of the story.
-Whose tea? -That bloated haystack!
He is here to check me out to marry me.
Check you out? That's--
You find it so amusing, right?
-What's wrong? -I don't want to get married.
But I don't have a choice.
I'll have to walk a little, sing a little.
Then pretend I cooked the samosas Aunt Rama made.
Hurry up, Bittu! Papa is getting annoyed.
Yuck!
If you don't want to get married, tell them your point of view.
Who can dare to talk to my father?
They're made for each other.
The princess arrives!
May I have a word? It's urgent.
Not now. We have guests.
I said later.
Have something.
Go ahead, son.
But, Bittu doesn't want to marry him.
You insolent boy! Stay in your limits!
She can't tell you because she's scared of you.
Get out of here.
Bittu was going to drink rat poison and mix it in your tea.
I am Sameer Abbas. You're watching IBN-7.
Breaking news from Delhi 6.
This is what the Black Monkey looks like.
To anyone who finds the Black Monkey...
Delhi police offers a reward of 50,000.
The Black Monkey is the latest rage.
Being a responsible officer, I take the responsibility.
This is how the Monkey man is.
We haven't encountered such fear ever.
It's mere mention scares people.
Breaking news from Old Delhi.
A pregnant woman fell to her death as she ran down the stairs.
She panicked when she heard people say...
that the Black Monkey was back.
Fear of the Black Monkey has caused another death.
What is the Black Monkey?
Everyone in Delhi fears it.
Is it some sort of a plot?
Hey, Black Monkey
Is it inside or is it out?
Hey, Black Monkey
Find it and you're the champ
Blame the Black Monkey
Come, look into the mirror Read the signs
Look at our wounded self Recognise our true colours
In the dark of the veil, What rears its head like a snake?
The whitest of white clothes Covers a dark and muted truth
Suck on it
Suck on a slice of life
Peep into your hearts too
The Black Monkey!
It's my kite.
-Please come, Uncle. Welcome. -Namaste.
-Hail to the Goddess! -Hail to the Goddess!
-Namaste. -Please come. Take it.
-How are you, Gobar? -Very well.
Long live the Goddess!
Hey, Jalebi!
Hello, Brother Roshan.
-No. -Don't feel shy. Come in.
-Hey! Better. -Don't worry. I won't come in.
Offer flowers to the Goddess on my behalf.
My wishes will come true.
I don't want to end up in hell.
Sita was born to
Destroy Ravana's arrogance
Praise the Goddess Long live!
When we light the lamp in your temple
Our sins are washed away
You shower us with happiness
Lord Brahma chants Vedas at your Doorstep, Goddess
Lord Brahma reveres you, Goddess Lord Brahma chants Vedas at your doorstep
Lord Shiva is meditating at your doorstep
When we light the lamp in your Temple our sins are washed away
You shower us with happiness
When we light the lamp in your Temple our sins are washed away
You shower us with happiness
Hail to the Goddess!
-Oh, God! -It's 8 o'clock.
The power cut is always on time. That's for sure.
You deserve to be thanked.
So you're thanking me?
Sort of.
Did you really mean to swallow rat poison?
You're a bit slow.
It was an act to scare my mother.
When we light the lamp in your temple
Our sins are washed away
You shower us with happiness
Lord Shiva is meditating at your doorstep
Lord Brahma reveres you, Goddess
That's why I'll be the next Indian Idol.
The only way a middle-class girl can become a somebody from nobody.
I want to do something, be someone.
Find myself.
I don't want to get married to any random guy that my father chooses for me.
Got it?
Enough talking!
Burger-born.
My heart
My heart was lost to me
Without any warning
But my eyes are watching all
Of your flowing dark hair
Is the place
Where my heart found itself confused
How unaware you are
Unsuspectingly, unknowing
My heart was lost to me
-Without warning -Why does my heart quicken?
But my eyes are watching all
Pearls over-brimming from
The lips of oysters
Prose laced with poetry
Sheltered under a sheet
Of waves the ocean slumbers
My eyes have been opened
Wide by a flood of drunkenness
Mesmerized
How unaware you are
Heart
My heart
Uncle Ali.
Look, The Taj Mahal!
The Taj Mahal is a symbol of love.
Making mockery of the love of the poor.
"Beloved, let us meet at some other place."
Nice! Let's go in.
My heart
-Hey! -Roshan!
Bittu!
You think I am a tourist? I am a local. I know the rates.
I buy them for 95. I'll sell for 100 to earn at least five rupees.
I can buy it for 20 in Chandni Chowk.
Then buy it there, sister.
Okay. Let's go.
Come back!
Last price.
Just because you're from my own locality I'll charge you 75.
Otherwise I too have to make a living.
Take it and shut up.
Which color would you like?
For you.
I said 75 and you paid 50. Pay at least 60!
Madam, don't rob a poor shopkeeper.
That's more like it.
Look at Brother Roshan's picture from America.
Amazing!
Let me see too!
Roshan, you'll be checking our photos the same way once you return to America.
The dawn has broken I wait for you
My eyes are heavy. Where did you spend the night?
The dawn has broken I wait for you
How fortunate is the other woman
The dawn has broken I wait for you
The dawn has broken
Your words are all I have
It was fine.
Just fine?
Bittu.
Life is full of highs and lows.
I've been selected.
I don't know.
You got what you always wanted. Right?
Her wings are tied. She can't fly.
Because Masakali is my father's favourite.
Shall I free her?
Wasn't one slap from my father enough for you?
I don't want to marry.
Then what do you want?
-I want to be an Indian Idol. -What?
What Indian?
Sister wants be on a singing reality show.
That blasted TV!
They sent me a ticket. I'm going to Mumbai.
Have you lost your mind?
I bet I'll get her married by Diwali or else--
It's my bad luck.
The girls in this family of ours are so ill-fated.
Bittu, do you think only about yourself?
Oh God! Bittu, why--
What else can I do? Spend my life stuck here like you?
The stock market has opened robustly.
Shares are up. There's brisk trading.
Welcome to "Bazaar Subeh."
-Their horoscopes don't match. -Your shares are up.
Shall we sell?
There's fault in her stars.
A token of good will.
We're giving the boy a bike for the wedding.
Don't feel bad. But my boy can't be bought for a bike.
What are you saying?
You thought I meant a motorbike?
I meant a car. You choose the color.
Shall we sell or wait?
And a Singapore honeymoon on us. Sell!
What?
Hello, I am Priyanka Sambhav and you're watching The Last Deal.
Panditji, name an auspicious day for the wedding.
Joy abounds! A match made in heaven.
-No better day then Diwali. -Excellent!
Is it a done deal?
-Done. -Congratulations!
Hey, Ganpat. Bring some sweets for everyone.
Bittu's wedding is fixed.
-Rajjo, look how lovely she looks. -Like a princess!
How time flies! She's going to get married now.
Just look at her.
Maintain your father's honor.
The Black Monkey has struck again.
It has taken 20 kilos of milk and 12 kilos of sweets.
-How much of cottage cheese? -15 kilos.
Move it! What are you doing?
It took Hina, the poor goat.
Not fair.
Where were the police?
What do you mean? We were at the police station!
How did we know it will attack?
What will you do now?
Everything is under control. See for yourself.
You can ask him for yourself. Hey, Mamdu. Tell them.
Let's talk to the shopkeeper whose shop was attacked.
Mamdu, how do you feel?
-We won't allow him to talk. -Let him talk to Mamdu!
The damn Black Monkey is in our area...
and the police claim that they're controlling the situation.
Today it's Hina, the goat. Tomorrow it might be our women.
Lala, do you think we're twiddling our thumbs?
We'll take an action too. Right?
Long live Shanibaba!
-Shanibaba will fix everything. Okay? -Okay.
This is really unlucky.
Really?
When?
Then?
I get it.
Shanibaba will fix everything. Okay?
How is it okay?
Look!
Images!
Listen!
Like songs on the radio.
Images on TV.
They float in the air.
Only one antenna can capture them.
In the same way, monkeys' souls...
float about in the universe.
Only Shanibaba can communicate with them.
Lord Hanuman has granted this power to Shanibaba!
-Hail Lord Hanuman! -Hail Lord Hanuman!
Okay.
What? Is that the truth?
-Shanibaba will fix everything, okay? -Shut up.
Three hundred and seventeen years ago a temple was here.
What are you saying?
Shanibaba will fix everything, okay?
A terrible curse!
Listen.
The Black Monkey is the latest Hindu plot to humiliate we Muslims.
Sir, the Black Monkey is creating mayhem in our locality.
It has wounded people. And you call it a plot?
Suleman sir.
Why does the Black Monkey only appear from Muslim neighborhoods?
I have heard of people behaving like monkeys.
But a monkey being Hindu or Muslim? That's a first!
This is India, my boy! Play.
I want a strand of the Black Monkey's hair.
The Black Monkey's hair!
The Black Monkey's hair?
You mean pulling it off its body? Who will do that?
-We will! -Shut up!
Bring me its hair!
I will destroy it! End of the menace.
End of the menace, okay?
It'll be destroyed! Okay?
Destroyed! Okay?
-Gobar will get the hair. -Gob--
Hail our brave Gobar!
Why Gobar? Because he's an orphan?
Let the fool be of some use.
He's smarter than you.
Miss know it all!
Gobar, come here.
-Go. -Come on!
Gobar.
You want one ten-rupee note or two one-rupee coins?
Why one note? I'll take two coins.
Here, as you wish. That's why he's the local idiot!
Brother.
The day I take the ten-rupee note, the game is all over.
-Brave Gobar! -May he live long!
To get rid of an ordinary monkey prayers are being offered.
Illiteracy may be the reason.
We will hang the monkey and burn it.
The government does nothing but chase for votes.
The monkeys in the Ram Leela.
We'll kill it!
This is all politics!
Lord Hanuman's name is being disgraced.
Push rites and rituals aside
Look inside your homes
Perhaps in some dark corner The Black Monkey lurks
So many veils
Veils behind veils
Somewhere in the folds of the cloak
Pain is veiled Wounds are hidden
Secrets are trampled underfoot
Aware yet how unaware we are
Mad and innocent we are
Who knows the color we're painted in
In the public bath, we are naked
We've got no orders from the higher authority.
Mamdu.
Jaigopal!
Mamdu!
Close the gates. Quickly!
Jaigopal!
-Eat jalebis, you scoundrel! -Mamdu.
Eat jalebis!
-Eat my jalebis! -No!
"Mamdu's shop is Jaigopal's shop."
-Rascal! -Mamdu.
My shop!
You spent half your life at my shop!
Mamdu, don't!
He demolished my shop.
Jaigopal believed my shop was his.
They spent half their lives at my shop.
The Black Monkey is responsible for this.
The police are offering a reward of 50,000.
So that people can help police to catch the Black Monkey.
Fifty thousand?
Catch the monkey and give the money to Lala.
That's the amount he paid for me.
My angel!
I'll come with an army of monkeys for you.
Shashi.
-We'll trap the Black Monkey in a cage. -Shashi, open the door.
The Black Monkey!
-Lala, the Black Monkey! Save me! -Break the door!
Lala, the Black Monkey! Save me!
Lala, the Black Monkey!
Lala, save me!
Where is the Black Monkey?
Catch the Black Monkey!
You foreigner!
Was the monkey of the same height this time?
Were there springs under its feet? Didn't it vanish?
Could you see it?
-What? -Don't stare at me!
Lala's wife was almost raped. You understand?
Tell me one thing, Lala.
Tell me one thing.
Whenever the Black Monkey attacks, you're right there.
What's going on?
Monk--
What did he say?
-Showing off his English. -Is that so?
Look at his arrogance.
I'll sort him out.
-Bless you. -Brother Roshan.
Rama.
Have some sweets. Bittu is getting married.
Rama, give him some sweets.
They say if you bathe in the Ganges you're blessed once.
And a hundred times if you help the family of a girl who is marrying.
Tell us if there's anything you need.
Why don't you just tell your father?
A father's honor is in his daughter's hands.
You're talking about your whole life. Don't be a fool!
Do I look like a fool to you?
Bhisham! Forget it. You won't understand.
At least Suresh does.
-Suresh? -Tomorrow I'm going to Mumbai with him.
Yes! But he cares about my dreams.
Is this how you'll find yourself?
I thought you'd put up a fight but you're running away.
Who are you to talk to me like this?
Do whatever you want.
You want to run away?
Bittu, you're-- Bastard! Leading my daughter astray?
-Father. -Your father's dead for you.
-Take her downstairs! Go. -Come downstairs.
His family specializes in eloping with girls.
-Following your father's foot steps! -Be quiet!
Mr. Fifty-Fifty! Before I lose my head, get out.
What are you waiting for?
Ma, I'm not speaking French.
-What's wrong, Roshan? -Nothing.
Something has happened.
Don't worry, son. God will help you.
Which God?
Whose God? Who should I leave it to?
Leave it to Ma's Allah or Dad's Lord Ram?
It's really amazing, Grandma.
Paint a stone red and it becomes a God!
This plant of yours is a God too.
But never solve your problems yourself. Pray five times a day...
ring a bell in a temple and leave everything to God!
We want to do nothing ourselves.
It's rubbish.
Don't say that.
It's our faith.
Whatever, Grandma.
But we're going back to America.
Then why did you bring me here?
Grandma, I have made my decision you're coming back with me.
Will you abandon your family in America for these people?
I'll leave this place only when I die!
What's going on, Grandma?
I don't understand.
Everything will be alright.
Don't be afraid.
This is a fight for our existence!
This is a fight for our rights!
A fight for our self-respect!
A fight for our honor!
We'll worship the Goddess here!
Yes, we'll surely do it!
We'll build a temple. Say it aloud!
-We'll build a temple here. -We'll destroy our enemies.
Fight in the name of God.
They have challenged us in the name of God.
Either we'll sacrifice our lives or they will.
Sorry, Annapurna.
He isn't allowed inside the temple.
Meaning?
He has Muslim blood in his veins.
Leave it. Don't force me to talk!
This temple doesn't belong to you.
Does it belong to your father? You Muslim!
Anyone who challenges us will be destroyed!
Let's go, Grandma.
Brothers, this is the time to introspect.
We've picked up our weapons--
Roshan!
Hey, you better listen to your elders.
This is no party. There's too much tension here.
Grandma, give him some sense.
He doesn't get it.
Have you ever wondered...
what this good soul, whom you call a madman, is trying to say?
What can a madman say?
Why don't you go ahead and tell us?
In every speck shines His divine light.
Look within yourself. He isn't far from you.
He says that everyone has God's light within him.
A speck of Him.
If we look within, we will find Him.
Have you ever heard that God hates someone?
I haven't.
The boy has acquired a taste for preaching. Listen to him!
Have a look.
God is within all of us.
Stop this nonsense! Allah is the only God.
Look in the mirror, Mamdu.
Can you see your God?
Get out of my way, otherwise, I'll fix you.
Step back!
Where are you going?
According to Roshan, God is in everyone.
Garland him! Worship him!
My friend, this is so amazing!
I'm looking into the mirror.
So that means even I'm a God.
And I created the world.
I created the world!
Damn it! The world is broken.
-It's in pieces. -Gather the pieces.
They've turned into animals.
The devil is perched on their shoulders.
They care for no one.
And feel no shame.
Why did you have to visit the temple now?
Why did Roshan behave so stubbornly?
We're unworthy.
They showed their true colours.
Delhi folk talk of being generous.
But this is how they are.
I don't feel like dying here now.
Roshan, take me back to America.
Father, I'm leaving home.
I was leaving.
Leaving this madness behind me.
I don't know what I want.
But I know what I don't want.
Away from Bittu.
And perhaps away from myself.
But I don't know why I wanted to stay.
I wanted to mingle with them.
And embrace this madness, be a part of it.
Something was stopping me from leaving.
Life is strange
Firstly, Grandma didn't want to go.
Now I don't want to go.
You don't want to go for now or never?
I never want to go.
Despite of what happened yesterday?
Because of yesterday.
"This is a love that isn't easy. Remember that! "
We lack food so we get by with love.
Our homes are small so we swear by generosity.
The tap doesn't have water more often than it does.
You will regret it. Stay away.
How can I?
These are my people.
Their virtues and goodness are mine.
Their flaws are mine too.
You're getting emotional, Roshan.
People are good here.
My parents never admit it, but they miss their life here.
They try to recreate this world in America.
But when they open the window...
unfamiliarity blows in.
Deep thinking!
Can I tell you something?
This house once belonged to Fatima.
Your mother grew up here.
Before leaving, her family wanted to sell the house. I bought it.
Don't tell me.
Tell Bittu that you love her.
Or you'll end up buying empty houses like me.
Let your feelings out.
This is the area where Section 144 of the Indian Penal Code has been applied.
This is the shrine where the trouble started.
Curfew has been imposed. Is this the lull before the storm?
A lot of weapons were found behind this very tree.
Risking my own life, myself Kumar Kulshreshtha, reporting to you.
This is the same area--
Who gave you the permission?
Here's the capable officer-in-charge, Ram Vijay!
Uncle! Get the name right. Thakur Ranvijay!
Yes, Mr. Thakur Ranvijay.
If we had officers like him in every neighbourhood--
-It's my duty. -Take his close up.
Forget everything. Duty is first.
Bring me a strand of the Black Monkey's hair. Okay?
Don't be scared. You are serving all mankind.
-No. -Come on, you're very brave. Go.
I'm trying to explain it to you as calmly as possible. Better obey.
Do as you are told. Right now!
Go!
Well done! Keep moving.
The dawn has broken I wait for you
I wish I had guts like you.
Here's some money. Keep it.
Go now. Fulfill your dreams!
The dawn has broken I wait for you
Brother Roshan, Suresh is at the shrine.
You oaf!
-What are you doing here? -I have a lot of work, sir.
-What? -Is everything alright here?
-You think I am a fool? -Sorry, sir.
-I'm going home. -Go.
So irritating!
Brother Roshan.
Bittu has left home.
Roshan brother, Suresh headed to that lane.
Brother Roshan, what will happen now?
Good will win over Evil today
In the ultimate battle
Today is the day of the great battle
Spears, swords, maces Entered the battlefield
Along with Lord Rama With his bow and arrows
And with the sound of a conch The great battle began
Hail Lord Ram, Hail Lord Hanuman Hail Lord Shiva
The war has been declared
Hail Lord Ram, Hail Lord Hanuman Hail Lord Shiva
Hail Lord Ram
Good will win over Evil today In the ultimate battle
Today is the day of the great battle
Hail Lord Shiva!
Charge!
Hail Lord Ram!
You morons. Balls of a wimp!
Balls of a wimp! Look up there. The Black Monkey!
Get him!
Go and get the monkey then fight.
Come on, let's go. Don't let him go today.
Quick! I am going in the front!
If you see the Black Monkey, throw water on it.
Come, let's guard the alleys.
Throw water!
Go on the terrace. Come on, quickly.
Go or else the Black Monkey will get you.
-We call upon the Great Allah. -Come here. Come on.
The Black Monkey is on our roof.
Water, you fool!
Where's it?
The Black Monkey's hair.
There's no harm in making fools a fool.
Take it.
-The Black Monkey is on our roof. -Where's it?
It jumped from the other terrace on ours.
-I saw its shadow. -Where is it?
-Hey, the kid fell down! -Rajjo!
The Black Monkey threw Bhisham off the terrace,
Bhisham!
Can't look after his own son!
Left him to the mercy of the Black Monkey.
-Oh God! -Call the doctor.
Doctor isn't there.
Call the doctor!
Goddess! Save my nephew.
Please call a doctor.
Don't lie We all have to go to God
There is no transport there, You have to go walking
Lala!
Actually, the Black Monkey...
is the reason of this chaos.
You're absolutely right, Brother Haji.
One minute.
I'll come with you.
Look what the Black Monkey has done.
That Black Monkey--
Come here.
I told you to throw water on the Black Monkey.
Explain it to him.
All this is because of the Black Monkey.
-I warned you! -Don't worry, brother.
Everything will be alright.
And about facing the community...
we'll say the Black Monkey kidnapped Bittu.
It will shut them up. Right?
Bittu, where were you?
You sure you have the tickets?
I checked them four times.
I landed in trouble. I had to slap the Inspector.
-Stop bragging! Let's go. -Let's go.
What is it? Hurry up!
Suresh!
The Black Monkey!
You!
What have you done? Why did you need to do this?
I had almost escaped.
He ran and left you at the Black Monkey's mercy.
You too are going to America leaving me all alone.
I'm incomplete without you.
I thought you'd never say it.
Hey, it's--
-Roshan! -Brother Roshan!
Balls of wimp! You've been messing with us for days.
-Hit him! -Let him go!
Hit him!
Don't hit him!
He was just kidding.
Don't hit him!
He isn't the Black Monkey.
I have its hair!
Hey, listen!
You disgraced us.
-Father, stop them! -Shut up!
Jaigopal, beat him to a pulp!
Hit him.
You scumbag. You wretch!
Don't hit him.
He has troubled all of us!
Hit him!
The Black Monkey.
He isn't the Black Monkey.
You can't be the Black Monkey just by wearing a two-penny suit.
How is it possible?
Here is the Black Monkey's hair.
Shanibaba will fix everything, okay?
The Black Monkey.
Roshan.
You killed him?
Bravo!
You would've killed each other if he hadn't posed as the Black Monkey.
The Black Monkey is laughing at us.
It isn't dead.
It resides within us.
In some dark corner.
He's laughing at us.
The Black Monkey killed Roshan.
He pretended to be the monkey out of his love for us.
Out of his love for Bittu.
Call an ambulance!
Mamdu is just like his father.
Too much sugar in his sweets.
Grandad! Why bother how sweet the sweets are?
We Delhi folk didn't treat you right.
They're all good at heart.
No, the devil is perched on their shoulders.
Not the devil, a monkey.
My Black Monkey stayed within me.
If only I could apologize to your mother.
Do it now.
Call her! Hold on.
Cracks blemish the line of my destiny
Repair my fate, Oh Master
I bow at your door My being erased and then remade
Repair my fate, Oh Master
-Be careful. -Start the car!
What's wrong?
-Give it a push. -What's wrong with the car?
Come on.
Please move aside.
Give me the injection.
Roshan!
Do something, doctor.
-Roshan! -What're you doing? Stop it!
Roshan!
We'll meet again.
-He's back. Roshan's conscious. -Grandma.
Grandma.
Hail Lord Hanuman!
"Who can ever wish to leave Delhi's lanes?"
Gobar was so right.
The Black Monkey or something like that is within all of us.
Whenever there is anger and hatred...
the monkey becomes more powerful.
And then we start using it to our own advantage.
But instead of destroying the Black Monkey within us...
we kill each other.
The Black Monkey turned to ashes like the demon Ravana.
As for me...
I came back home.