Ms. Suman, you didn't sleep yet?
I can't sleep.
Would you have some?
No, no. I don't do all this.
At least try it little little.
I have heard that it's really bitter.
-You have it. -Ms. Suman,
Ms. Suman, the peg made by Shukla is sweeter than the nectar of love.
You try it at least.
No, I don't want it.
I will make a small one.
You try it.
If you don't like it, throw it away.
No, no. Don't throw away, return it to me.
What are you doing here so late at night?
Ms. Suman, the first time I came here from my village,
then...
I saw metro rail.
I saw vehicles.
I saw buildings.
All these things...
were very different from our village.
But, there was one thing.
Which is same everywhere.
Sky.
But, such is my fate.
Even that is not same today.
One could see stars in my village.
But in here, because of pollution, nothing is visible.
Mr Shukla, even if you can't see any other star,
you can see the pole star.
Exactly. And this star guided us in the village.
But now you can't even see the star.
So who will guide us?
When you can't see it,
you should make someone a pole star.
Who is your pole star?
I don't know, Mr Shukla.
It used to be Dileep,
and then my Juhi.
My Rishu!
But now, none.
Ms Suman, this life,
is like a passenger train.
Suppose you're seated in a train coming from Jaunpur to Delhi,
it will pass through Lucknow, Kanpur central, Aligarh junction.
And you know, it will stop at those stations.
That is how our life is. You'll stop at some stations.
You'll be hurt at some others.
But the train is bound to stop.
And it is bound to reach Delhi as well.
Ms Suman, I was 12,
when my parents sent me to the city to earn money.
I have done a lot since then.
I cleaned utensils at an eatery.
Done the cleaning in a bungalow.
I even polished boots.
And then I sold belts and watches on ISBT for four years.
But I still couldn't achieve success.
The money I stole from you,
I sent it to my village.
So my parents won't think their 42 years old son is still useless.
Ms Suman, Out of sheer exhaustion, I felt like...
packing up and going back to the village.
And then I met you.
And then I felt whatever was happening in my life,
was for the sole reason I could meet you.
So that I could associate with your pickle business.
Can you see this darkness, Ms Suman?
All of us know that morning is just on the horizon.
We just don't want to wait.
Morning is bound to come, Ms Suman.
We will surely see the morning.
Just wait here. I'll get the motorcycle.
[Mumbling]
Mr Man, I have sold a lot of books in buses.
Snacks, Alphabet charts.
You can do it. Just think and be rich.
The three mistakes of my life.
But one book, Living conditions,
didn't sell a single copy in two months.
So I thought, let me read it once.
What is there in this book which doesn't sell?
Okay.
And did you learn why it didn't sell?
I will only know once I reach the end.
But Ms Suman, that book describes two types of people.
-Okay. -Optimistic
and pessimistic.
And Ms Suman, only a pessimist walks with his head held down.
An optimistic person has his head held high.
Mr Shukla, I have only sold two packs since morning. How do I be ,
what do you call it? Optimistic.
And maybe a pessimist...
Did I say that right?
He might not know the roads, so he walks with his eyes on the road.
Ms Suman, you'll only see the road when you lift up your eyes.
Can you see the road?
Yes, left and then right and then petrol pump.
Go ahead then, I can't walk, I'm sitting down here.
-Okay. -Be optimistic and go ahead.
Do you have money?
You focus so much of your energy on talking, Mr Shukla.
Here.
Oh God!
It is quite windy.
Manju, you are looking quite beautiful today.
Hey Manju, take your dog away.
Don't forget your limits.
Else I will stick such a flour ball on his bum,
he will never be able to poop.
He thing is, it is a bit windy today.
He's just holding it so that uncle's underwear doesn't fly away.
Don't worry, nothing will happen.
He doesn't bite?
He does.
But as he is vaccinated, it's not a problem.
Okay.
Does that man harass you every day?
You should have told his wife.
Who should I complain to?
People are attracted like magnets to a lone woman.
Oh.
How did it happen?
There was an accident.
He couldn't even be there for eight years, said tata, bye, bye.
Okay.
Hey, hey?
What is this grinding? Do you have some illicit substances here?
No, no. What are you saying? I have a pickle business.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
And what do you do?
Washing utensils. Sweeping. Mopping. That's it.
And is that enough to sustain you?
Yes, I work in around 9 to 10 houses. That is enough.
Okay.
And how much do you sell it for?
Here. See.
The small one is for 50, this one for 65.
And the bigger one is 110.
Oh, will you give me a sample?
Sure, why not?
Just taste my pickle.
It smells so great.
Oh wow! This is awesome.
-Right? -Why didn't you meet me sooner?
You could have made bank by now.
No, man. I'm dragging around.
I have only sold two packs since morning.
A lot of people don't even taste it.
-Sister, listen... -Sister?
Should I call you sister-in-law?
No sister is great.
Sister, how will someone taste it like this?
The brand should be visible on the jar.
Else it might look like you're poisoning them.
If someone asks you to taste something, will you?
Yeah, right.
So how did you taste it?
I did it because I liked you, so I trusted you.
And sister, your husband?
He couldn't tolerate me as well.
I am going to get ration for two houses.
So I'll put your pickle over there.
Really? Wow.
Here.
I'm leaving for now, but let me tell you a secret.
-Yes? -Mr Sinha. He has two daughters-in-law.
And both of them are pregnant, love spicy thing...
Oh? Good.
Okay, I'll leave now.
Hey Rishu, take my phone.
If you are late, I will call you.
I won't run,
Go play with brother and stay nearby, Okay?
And if you can't see him for a while, quickly tell me.
Does this mean brother will run away again?
No. When you are with him, he won't run away.
This looks good.
-Thank you, thank you. -Yes.
But Madam, it kinda looks incomplete.
Because, whether it is a matchstick worth Rs.1,
or a Johnson and Johnson worth Rs.200,
The company name, tag Line and address is mentioned everywhere.
What is tagline?
Like 'Waah Taj', Surf's 'Daag Achche Hain'.
'Tata Sky Laga Dala to Life Jhinga lala.'
Something which will be the voice of your product.
Okay.
One second, let me call someone. - Sure, go ahead.
Hey Mr Mathur, all good?
Yes Ms Suman?
'Taste and spice, our pickle is best.'
No. 'With your meal and after it.'
No aunt, this seems like
-Ms Suman? -Yes?
I have one more, 'This has something special.'
-What is something special? -That is the mystery.
This will intrigue people to buy it.
You are the one who keeps praising secret recipe.
As if the recipe is from Mughal dynasty.
Then write this, 'a secret 50 year old recipe.'
The country got independence 50 years ago.
Just write anything in the range of 100 to 200.
Aunt, If you want to just throw numbers, do it 500.
None will even bat an eye.
Yes brother, your aunt got the recipe from Harappa vivilization.
That looks fine.
It looks fine to me too.
Me too.
Who are you, brother?
Sir, I'm Suresh from Noida station.
Not you, who is this on the call?
Just write it, this looks good.
'This has something special.'
Come, sit. I'll drop you off.
Everyone is just sitting here.
The tagline of Wonder Pickle seems a bit empty.
-Madam? -Yes?
Let us put Aishwarya Rai's picture from Dhoom on this.
What?
That Shyamu Juice Corner,
he put a picture of Raima Sen on his board.
And look at him today, earning millions.
But she hasn't tested our wonder Pickle.
And do you think Raima Sen has tried Shamu's juice?
No, we can't do that.
Madam, tell me this,
When you think about Wonder Pickle,
what's the first thing that comes to your mind?
Tell me that I'll make it.
Mr Shukla, the Rs.90 ones, will go on the slim jar.
And the Rs.180 on the thick jar.
Mom, here.
[Mumbling]
What is this rubbish you have printed?
Would we sell it in the graveyard now?
Aunt, this would be from the Harappa diggings too.
You could have put my photo.
Just like the old man from the spices.
I'm more beautiful than him.
Why just a photo? I'll just put your holding in the street.
It will give me publicity as well.
Mother-in-law and Suman are running a business.
Business?
You're saying as if we have opened a brothel here?
Mother, will you say anything?
What are you doing now?
Should I get you Tabla?
You don't have to be Annu Malik.
All you need to do is paste the stickers.
Aunt, I don't like this behaviour.
First design, then tagline, and now this sticker.
Just ask her to fire me from this company.
What are you saying, dear?
If we fire a Brahmin, it will be our sin.
But aunt, there should be some backup, right?
We should have done the designing work after getting a big order.
I can only give my opinion if she discusses this with me.
Aunt, I am feeling sad, I am leaving. Please forget any mistakes.
May you have a long life, dear.
May you be happy wherever you go. May you have a huge success.
Well aunt, when you're requesting so much, I'll stay.
Your love has won me over, aunt.
The thing is, if she discussed this with everyone,
that would have been great, but she doesn't even discuss this with me.
She thinks the harsh sun makes me look aged.
As if I have no experience at all.
Why are you staring at me like goddess Kali?
Tell me this. How long have you been suffering in heat and sun?
What have you even earned?
What did you get? Tell me that.
Mother, just be quiet.
When you don't know something, don't argue about that.
Okay, fine, I won't speak.
Fine, that is right.
But Ms Suman, where did you get the sticker idea?
I met Manju.
Majnu?
Mr Shukla, Manju.
She works as a maid few streets over.
And she told me the jar should look banded.
And mother, you know what happened, day before yesterday?
Mr Shukla, please take that.
This bottle.
A girl came all dressed up as a heroine. She was selling this soap.
Does this look like a soap? It looks like perfume, right?
And look at the sticker man.
I really liked Manju, mother.
And you know what she did? She bought two big packs from me.
And she said she'll substitute my pickle in the monthly ration of two houses.
When she is doing it for two, let's get it for 10.
That is right as well.
It will reduce our petrol expenses,
we'll just enjoy the Commission. It will also save our hard work.
Come on, speak.
Idiots, whether you are selling two or 10,
get them to sell everything.
We won't even need to leave our houses.
Right mother.
You shouldn't stay quiet. Keep speaking.
Shukla dear, are you going to see a future bride?
So dressed up today? Red tie and all?
No aunt, this is called formals in the world of sales.
Okay, formals.
What is the time now?
Meeting was supposed to start half an hour ago. It is 11:30 now.
Why didn't you start then?
You're making me late with this talks.
Come on, let's get started.
So before we start today's meeting,
I want us to know each other.
This will increase our unity, trust.
Unity, trust and harmony.
Wow!
Myself Shukla and I have a three years' experience in sales.
And I am Manju.
Will get a lot of time for this.
For now, please tell your names and the number of houses you work at.
Manju, 10 houses.
Sadhna, 9 houses.
Mantra, 8.
Sushma, 6.
Nilu, 7.
So we have a total of 40 houses.
And if we just take two small jars per house per month,
we have a fixed 80 jars per month.
Instead of two small jars, we can also sell one big one.
That's right.
Your name is Nilu, right?
Yes, sister.
If we sell the big one, we'll have less profits.
Because it will last longer, so we will only sell the small jars.
But if five of us can sell 80 jars,
sister, what would each earn?
Mr Shukla?
Each one of you will get 50% profit of total sales.
Suppose Majnu has ten houses.
And 20 jars for 10 houses.
And 20 jars, come to Rs.1800.
And 50% of R.s1800 is,
Rs.900.
I've six houses. How much will I get?
6 houses, so 12 jars.
12*90 = 1080
50% = Rs.540.
Rs.540? That's it?
This seems very low for a month.
She's right. This is very low.
But you don't have to work hard either.
You don't have to go door to door to sell.
-Tell me how many houses you work at? -Six.
Does your Madam pay extra for buying ration?
-No, sister. Nothing. -Nothing, right?
We are.
And what do you need to do for that? Just put our pickle in the bag.
And say the best one was out of stock.
Where is the hard work in that?
And what if we actually sell door to door?
That is well and good, dear.
Yes, right.
See. the entire math is based on two jars.
If you can sell 100 jars a month, we'll pay you for that.
And incentive on top.
She is counting...
Mr Shukla, please add this.
When will we become millionaires?
But if we don't sell door to door,
will we get the money for buying ration and lying?
Listen, when you sneakily whisk away a fistful of sugar,
or a bowl of ghee,
did you think of this then?
All your ethics are coming into play here?
O aunt, I am not a thief.
Thief? Your words, not mine.
-Sister Mantra, calm down. -Mother!
Okay, listen.
Listen to me.
-You want to earn more, right? -Yes.
We have a way for that as well.
Mr Shukla, tell them.
Suppose this is Majnu.
How? This looks like a man!
-I am woman. -Right!
Sister Majnu is a woman.
-Yeah, fine now. -Yes.
So this is Manju.
And if she gets two more people to join,
Manju will get 20% of their earnings.
I'm ready to do that, sister, right?
-Ready, right? -Yes, right.
-Okay? -Okay.
So we conclude the meeting here.
Okay.
But before ending the meeting,
for our unity, trust...
And harmony...
To make sure we have unity, trust and harmony,
I want us to sing this song.
Mr Shukla?
"We shall overcome, we shall overcome."
"We shall overcome someday."
"Deep in my heart, I do believe..."
"We shall overcome some day."
Did you get everything?
Yes, sister in law.
Sister-in-law, the Best one was out of stock.
So I got a new pickle today. Try it once.
Your brother will never have this.
Sister-in-law, brother will even have poison if you give it to him.
This is just a pickle.
Do get him to taste. He will go crazy.
In three families, the Madam make the pickle themselves.
It seems a bit hard to make a sale there.
Listen, don't you know how to spoil it?
Oh God! Please madam, I am done for this month.
Not that.
-What? -Just fill the jar with a glass of water in night.
And keep it open.
An entire year's pickle will be gone in a minute.
Really?
But sister, we can only sell in five societies like this.
There are so many societies in Daryaganj, who will sell there?
There will be some Manju, Sushma, Sadhna,
Nilu and Mantra there, right?
That is right.
Here, all your pickle is left untouched.
How? We sold so well last time?
Wonder Pickle has beat you badly.
All the pickle is left unsold.
Just take it away.
This chair and position is not for time-pass.
You have zero sales in your area, you know that, right?
There is a queue of people outside the office for this position.
See, I am reminding you right now,
I am at my logger-heads with my son due to you.
When you become Tata or Birla, don't forget me.
And what is this?
Why are you still sad?
Always grumpy like that.
Why?
Look at them, how they are smiling.
As if they will get everything.
Mother, the one I am doing this for...
Your pride is still sky-high.
And they are your copies.
Mother!
What?
That is your own house. Just go and meet them.
Just don't meet the couple.
Fine?
I am not going.
First proudy and on top, timid.
Do what you want.
Mother?
Please take this for Rishu.
I'm not going to take this.
This is your earning. You should give this to him.
That man, their father, he should also know
what you can do?
Just give me back my 500.
Okay, then.
I will leave.
Here, take this money. Get Juhi a dress for her farewell.
And when you are going to the market,
ask Rishi and Vivan if they want anything.
For me?
Why are you not picking Suman's calls?
That was Suman, right?
When my mother calls, I'll pick it up.
What?
Nothing as such.
Then tell me as such.
Office!
There is a new leader in the jungle.
Competitor?
They have destroyed the sales of the entire market.
Did you find out who it is?
What does it matter?
Even if I learn that, what can I do?
It would be better than 'Best' Pickle.
Just hope you don't get trampled by the leader of the jungle.
Why are you staring at me? I'm not the one selling it.
My pickle is limited till the kitchen.
That is good.
Or I was totally suspicious of you.
And do you know what this elephant would do now?
What?
This elephant,
would wrap you in his trunk,
and...
Hi.
Don't worry.
Everything will be fine.
You will think of something.
What?
Are you angry?
It's not that I don't think of you.
Time will heal everything, dear.
You will learn later.
Please leave, or I will scream.
Then go ahead, see what hapepens?
Father will hit me or throw me out.
I can tolerate that for you.
My son.
My dear.
No worries, dear.