(mysterious music)
(groans softly)
(man) You want a drink?
Oh, Mehul...
You broke my heart.
So, I broke your face.
Nothing personal.
(dramatic music swelling)
It was always personal.
(glass clinking)
(music intensifying)
(emotional, nostalgic music)
How do I look, Shekhar-da?
Finally, you've managed to ruin your life for me. Hmm?
Why couldn't you love me?
(man) Hey, whom are you talking to?
Huh?
Have you gone nuts?
(Mehul) Had you loved me,
our story would've been different.
Will you just keep listening, or will you say something?
Always remember, Mehul,
the sun never dies.
(dramatic music rising)
(title theme music)
Down with patriarchy!
STUBBORN LOVE
(traffic cacophony in distance)
(ship horn wailing)
(girl) Mehul, stop!
Show me!
But where are we going?
Come on... Duffer!
Don't you know the whole city has come out protesting?
Oh, so we're going for a protest?
Hmm... Shekhar-da will also be there.
Really?
What do you see in Shekhar-da that you'll even join a protest for him?
Raise your voice! Raise your voice!
Raise your voices against patriarchy!
Raise your voice! Raise your voice!
Nice!
Hey!
-Look, look! Come on! -(Shekhar) Today, we gather here
because in this very city of ours
a girl was molested in broad daylight!
When a society cannot protect its women
or respect its women,
then that society must be changed!
-Right? -Right!
-(heckler) Stop this nonsense! -(crowd) Who's that?
Down with patriarchy!
Raise your voices! Raise your voices!
-Raise your voices-- -(stone thuds)
Shekhar-da!
-Blood! -(in Bengali) You are here?
It's nothing. Don't cry.
It's not blood. It's their fear.
Remember, the sun never dies!
The sun never dies!
Now, tell me. Why are you here?
Have something to say?
Then let's go.
(loud traffic cacophony)
You're a good person, Shekhar-da.
You'd never leave me, right?
Where would I go? It's you who'd go away.
-After your marriage. -Marriage?
-Hmm. -I won't get married.
Really? You don't want to get married?
Want to be a nun, huh?
No fish and meat. Let me warn you.
No problem.
"No problem"? Hmm!
But, Shekhar-da, why aren't you getting married?
Charu Auntie keeps asking me.
Marriage while surviving on a scholarship?
Ma doesn't understand.
Once you are in love with someone,
no matter what, you have to stand with your love.
It's a huge responsibility.
"Why should my killer be afraid?
"No one will hold her responsible
"For the blood Which will continuously flow
"Through my eyes, all my life."
Wow! Shekhar-da!
You write so well!
Ouch!
Read some books!
It's by Mirza Ghalib. Not me.
"Thousands of wishes I harbour
"I breathe my last as I fulfil each
"My desires are unending..." -(boy) Hello, babe!
Skipped school to fool around with your boyfriend?
Hey, stop staring!
Get lost, or I'll beat you up!
Mehul!
(dreamy music)
(humming)
Mehul?
(Shekhar) Hey, Mehul!
Are you okay?
Huh?
The same dream again?
Skip work today.
Ma...
I have to go.
Make me breakfast.
I'm coming.
-Go! -(bell ringing)
(tram passing by)
Mehul...
Give me the OTP, please.
Get lost.
What are you up to every morning? Preparing for the Olympics?
It's called self-defence.
-What? -How would you know?
You're glued to your phone all day.
Become responsible, Neel.
You have to take care of Ma and Dad.
What are you there for? Why me?
I won't always be there.
Why?
Are you getting married?
Listen up, everyone!
I have news! My sister's getting married!
-Rasgullas are coming up-- -Shut up!
What do you want to buy?
Signature sneakers.
Permission taking done. OTP?
-Come here. -Thank you.
Let's try my signature move instead!
Stop it, please... The offer will end! Please...
Sit, dear.
The offer ends soon. Give me the OTP. Quick.
Shut up. That's no way to talk to your sister.
Let her eat.
Ma, enough!
How will that do? Have you seen your face? You should eat well.
And get your father's medicines while returning.
Leave it.
I don't need medicines.
-Oh, please! -Don't worry.
Anyway, I'm keeping my sugar levels in check.
I go for morning walks too.
Dad, I'll bring them.
Ma, stop putting sugar in his food.
I am your father.
The lockdown...
took my job from me.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have let it come to this.
It's a matter of a few more days, Dad.
Neel's growing up. He can handle things.
-(mouths) OTP-- -Here.
-What happened? -I'm done.
-Take your lunch box. -Yes.
I'll be back by evening. And give Charu Auntie the medicines.
I'll be late.
Our Mehul has changed a lot.
(loud indistinct chatter)
Life is strange.
More problems than solutions.
You're back?
It's time you left me alone.
Only if you let me.
(pensive music)
Do something for me, Mehul.
Forget about me.
Selfish, just like everyone else.
You should become selfish too.
You're happy, right? I don't care what others say.
What are you staring at?
Nothing.
"Dear Shekhar-da,
"Today...
"I would... like to tell you..."
(Golu) Writing a letter in the social media era?
Oh, Mehul? What did you get yourself into?
Duffer! Shekhar-da is not on social media!
Spell "eternity" for me.
I...
Why don't you tell her!
-E... -My love.
Love is not about spellings. Love is about feelings.
A warm embrace.
A wet kiss.
Stop it!
E-T-E-R...
What is this? Hey, Mehul!
You want to date your teacher? He's much older!
And here you are, still dying for Shekhar-da.
But your Shekhar-da probably doesn't even care!
What would you know...
about the power of one-sided love!
He'll come running into my arms.
Mehul, Mehul, Mehul!
What if this love always remains one-sided?
Huh? Really?
Gosh! That is why she's writing this letter.
Yeah!
Letter!
Oh... Listen, sit here.
You're on the right track, Mehul.
Yes. I think you better tell him about your feelings today.
Tell him.
-You sure? -Yes!
Don't overthink it, silly.
Go... Go, Mehul.
And live your life!
Correct.
Yes!
-Mehul, go on, quick! -Bye, love! Don't waste time!
(dreamy music)
(Charu) Hey, stop!
Don't go up. Shekhar is on a call. Told me not to disturb him. Wait here.
He told me to come over.
Mehul, don't...
(in Bengali) What a brat!
(Shekhar) The thing about me is
I don't feel comfortable with settling down.
I thrive on challenges,
and I keep setting new goals for myself
so that I can keep striving towards something new constantly.
And that is precisely the reason I wish to join Unicorn.
Clearly, you guys are doing the most advanced work in the industry.
And I feel that I can contribute significantly towards it.
-Um, I feel that... -Shekhar-da?
...there's a certain fire that needs to keep burning inside one.
I believe
that the sun never dies.
-Interesting. So, Mr. Shekhar Dutta... -Shekhar-da!
...can you share the details of the project that you just mentioned?
(Shekhar) Yes... Yes...
Let me share the screen with you.
Now, let me introduce you to Lingos.
The first-ever AI-powered live translator app,
which translates any Indian language
without losing out on the emotion.
(Mehul) Shekhar-da!
The special features of this app are...
Mehul!
(AI voice) Translating Mehul.
Mr. Dutta, is there someone else with you?
Oh, no. Certainly not. Of course not.
It's just a glitch. I'm taking care of it. I'm so sorry about this!
Thank you for sharing your time, Mr. Dutta,
and for sharing your vision with us. Let's see what happens.
(Shekhar) Mehul!
Mehul... Mehul!
(loud traffic cacophony)
(man) How much is this red rose for?
-(vendor) ₹40. -₹40?
I have to sell my kidney for it.
And the yellow one?
₹30.
Give me the red one.
Ten of those. No, six.
Yes.
Yellow flowers are for friendship.
Pink ones are for your crush.
White flowers are for the family.
-Here it is. -And red flowers...
are for your love!
Mehul!
(cheerful music)
Can't you act normal sometimes?
Is this a joke?
We're colleagues, right?
I know!
But sorry to disappoint you, these aren't for you, miss.
It's a welcome gift for our new Managing Director.
Baldie wants to personally hand them over.
You like red flowers or pink?
-Hi... -Good morning!
Rakesh, stop talking to your girlfriend all morning.
-Ah, the flowers... -Sir!
-Good morning, sir. -Only six?
Sir, I tried my best, but it's all we could afford in your budget.
Oh, come on!
You're welcome, sir.
He wants a huge bouquet for ₹300 (scoffs).
Mousumi-ji, welcome.
Oh, why did you bother?
It's nothing. If you need anything, just let me know.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
Friends.
We are so happy today
to have with us our new Managing Director,
Mousumi Ganguly.
You all must've heard about her contribution to Unicorn.
We hope that, with her precious experience,
she will take Cyber Base to new heights.
Mousumi-ji, please say a few words.
Please.
A great man once said,
"If we are all moving forward together,
"then success will take care of itself."
I hope you all understand.
(employees applauding)
(Biswas) Okay, everybody, back to work.
(excited office chatter)
So, this is your corner office.
-Good luck. -Thank you.
(mysterious music)
(knocking)
(Mousumi) Yes?
Ma'am, may I come in?
Come in.
Ma'am, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question?
I mean... normally people look to take a step up in their career.
But you downgraded from Unicorn to this.
(mysterious music)
Why?
Just... career tips.
That was a personal choice.
You can leave now.
(door shuts)
(door rattles open)
(whistling casually)
Charu Auntie...
Here I come!
Hello...
-What's up? -(Charu mumbling)
-What? -(indistinct mumbling)
Mehul?
-Hmm... -Do I look like Mehul?
I am Neel! Your personal delivery boy!
Come on, try to say "Neel."
Come on?
Hey, kiddo!
-(Neel) Who are you? -Bose Uncle's son, right?
Excuse me!
Who is you? Huh?
Not important.
Who is Mehul Bose?
My sister.
And she is my aunt. Hello, Auntie!
How are you now?
Hmm?
Can you guess her pay package?
Straight from Unicorn to Cyber Base.
Fishy, isn't it?
(keyboard keys clicking)
Ah, speak of the devil...
-Hello, Mou-- -You know what, Mehul Bose?
All that glitters is not gold.
You must be thinking, how much did Mousumi Ganguly sell out for?
But it's not about the money. It's about ethics.
But freshers like you... You won't understand that.
(phone vibrating)
But try to remember one thing.
Be where you are required.
You might want to take that call.
(footsteps receding)
(phone vibrating)
What is it, Neel?
(car honking)
(Ranjan) Here, Auntie, give me your thumb.
Ah! Good!
Where is Ranjan?
(Ranjan) Just a few more pages, Auntie--
-What nonsense! -Don't yell.
I'll bring in the whole neighbourhood.
(lawyer) You said there won't be any trouble.
Who is this lady?
You don't know this lady.
But tell me, what was your relationship with Shekhar-da?
If you think you can scare me by saying such things,
then you are wrong.
Everyone knows you want to take over this mansion.
-I will-- -(shouts) What will you do?
Who will pay for this old hag's treatment?
-Why shall I spend-- -Boss, your blood pressure.
Om Namah Shivay. Om Namah Shivay.
What else does she have to offer but this mansion?
So, I think... you better leave.
Come on, get going.
Listen to me. You get going.
-Otherwise, I'll call the police-- -Oh, please!
(giggling)
So what if Shekhar-da is no more?
This house will always belong to him.
I agree with that. Absolutely.
But then, who will pay for her treatment?
You?
Or your Shekhar-da? Huh?
(music intensifying)
Okay. From now on Charu Auntie's treatment is my responsibility.
I don't want to see you anywhere around this house again.
You'll regret this.
I promise.
Out.
Left, right, left, right, left, right...
(soft music)
(Charu) Mehul...
Mehul... Mehul!
Where are you going?
-To study. -Ah! To study?
Hey... Listen to me!
There is a surprise for you. Come with me. I'll show you.
Come on... Come with me! Come here, I have a surprise!
I have to show it to you! But first, sit down!
What's the surprise?
(gasps) For me?
Tell me first. Did Shekhar say anything?
Mmm. (smacks lips) Nope. Nothing.
God knows when this boy will get married.
What's the hurry, Auntie?
Who is bothered about marriage in this day and age?
Shekhar-da will take time.
Just let him... (inhales deeply)
breathe freely!
Let him breathe freely?
Don't teach me. I want a daughter-in-law.
Now he has a job as well.
He's just bothered about himself. And what about me? Look at me!
I'm growing old now. I am aging.
Who will take care of me? Who will take care of this house?
I am there!
Hmm?
Well, you are right, my dear Mehul!
Just work your magic, please.
Just ask my son once. Just once!
And in return?
This is entirely yours!
(sing-song) Get the job done first!
Okay.
Make it quick.
(pensive music)
What are you staring at, Mehul Bose?
What? Nothing.
It's all right.
Stare all you want. Everyone does.
He's quite the treat.
(enchanting music)
Entrepreneur of the year five times in a row.
An idol for all start-up wannabes.
Unicorn's CEO, visionary entrepreneur
Mr. Sidharth Roy Chowdhury.
Handsome.
Honest.
And harmful.
Mesmerised, Mehul?
Anand here.
Artistic, authentic, admirable.
-Come on. -Affectionate.
Let's go, Anand.
Mr. Biswas...
Yes? Any problem?
Nothing like that.
I have to buy some gifts for an invite I received.
I'm leaving early.
(Biswas) Okay. What about Story?
What's Story?
Oh, it's just a bookstore.
It's nearby.
(Mousumi) Oh. Thank you for the advice, Mr. Biswas.
Anand, come on.
-Where to? -Story.
What story?
To buy books.
-Now? -Yes, let's go.
-I'm hungry. -Come on. Quick.
-Huh? -Quick.
-Listen. -Huh?
Let's have phuchka on the way.
Sure, come on.
(bike approaching)
Here we are.
(mysterious music)
Well...
Mehul...
-Mehul, you know I have bibliophobia. -(tsks)
I get panic attacks when I see so many books.
It's like a spider crawling inside me.
Please let's leave. What are you doing?
-Pick up a book. -Why?
Why are you stalking Mousumi-ji?
Pretend to read and focus on her.
Why are you after her?
If she finds out...
Oh, shit! I think she saw us. She's coming.
We're doomed.
You?
Here?
Hello, ma'am.
Hi, you see, it is Anand's cousin's birthday.
-Yes. -So we came to buy books.
Yes, ma'am. I'm Anand Ghosh.
Honest, hardworking and a believer in God's mercy.
Look, Mehul.
We need to clear the air.
I don't like to mince my words.
So, if you have something on your mind, spell it out.
(Mehul) All right.
Let's be direct.
You knew Shekhar-da?
Who's Shekhar-da?
Shekhar Dutta.
He used to work at Unicorn with you.
(intriguing music)
You know Shekhar Dutta.
Who are you?
Ma'am, what's more important is what you know about Shekhar-da.
I don't care about Unicorn.
I just need to know everything about Shekhar-da.
I hope you understand what I mean.
-Please move. -Ma'am...
-Mehul? -Ma'am, please!
Mehul, don't create a scene here.
This is the first time I've met someone who can tell me about Shekhar-da.
-Ma'am, please! -Mehul, what you want to hear
is something I cannot say.
And you won't be able to hear what I can say.
-Now, let me go. -What do you mean? Ma'am...
Mehul, what is this madness? Who is this Shekhar-da?
Ma'am!
I want to know the truth!
-Mehul! -Security!
Ma'am, sorry, she's getting a bit dramatic.
What crap! Mousumi-ji! Mousumi-ji!
-Mehul... -Mehul, stop it!
-Mehul! -Mousumi-ji, what is the truth?
Mehul, get out of here!
Mousumi, what is the truth?
He was accused of molestation!
Mehul! Are you insane!?
-What did she just say! -Please go, ma'am! Are you nuts?
Stop it! Stop it! Ma'am, please leave!
What the hell! How dare you!
Are you insane? Mehul, stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Mehul, stop, calm down, stop it! Let's get out of here!
-Come on. -Leave me! What the hell, Anand!
Let's go!
-Fuck! -Mehul...
Let's go! Come on!
Where are you taking me? What have I done?
What's the problem?
Strange... Why don't you tell me?
Look, the police are taking Shekhar away.
But what has happened? He seemed like a good boy.
(police siren wailing)
These days, you never know...
(dramatic music swelling)
Mehul!
Mehul... Mehul!
Mehul, open the door!
Mehul...
Mehul!
Mehul, open the door!
Mehul!
-Mehul! -What is it, Ma?
Shekhar committed suicide.
(pensive music rising)
♪ The mornings are the same The evenings are the same ♪
♪ But you are nowhere ♪
♪ Without you, my silences ♪
♪ Cry secretly ♪
♪ Amidst the play of Sun and shadows ♪
♪ How do I hide my dark nights? ♪
♪ You are my courage You are my dream ♪
♪ My love for you Shall remain unrequited ♪
♪ Come back to me as the moon ♪
♪ Wake me up from my sleep ♪
♪ Give shelter to my dream ♪
♪ Smiling with you Through the tough times ♪
♪ Our silly fights ♪
♪ How will I live without you now? ♪
♪ It is not right or wrong ♪
♪ Our story is incomplete ♪
♪ It is not right or wrong ♪
♪ This story begins With a lonely kite ♪
♪ Time has come to a stop ♪
♪ Relationships are melting Into tears ♪
♪ Come back to me as the moon ♪
♪ Wake me up from my sleep ♪
♪ Give shelter to my dreams ♪
♪ Smiling with you Through tough times ♪
♪ Our silly fights ♪
♪ How will I live without you now? ♪
♪ It is not right or wrong ♪
♪ Our story is incomplete ♪
♪ It is not right or wrong ♪
♪ This story begins With a lonely kite ♪