Grandfather’s One Year Ritual…
A year has passed in a blink.
What can we do, Mom?
It’s all destiny.
Mom! Come, let’s go eat.
-Let us start the meals. -No, son.
-Please, Mom. -I am not hungry.
If dad were alive, would he let you fast?
He would have asked you ten times.
Come, Mom.
That’s why he has given up everything and left early like a king.
Mom!
Lakshmi’s brother…
He said, ‘How long will you live in Ramaraju Lanka?
Come to Rajahmundy. ’
What do we have in Rajahmundry?
There is St. Joseph’s School.
He says education is good there.
That’s true. But why trouble ourselves going there with four kids,
find a home and school and send them in rickshaws?
Aren’t we happy here?
Why four kids, Mom?
It’s a boys’ High School.
Boys’ High School? -Ah!
But we will have to find a girls’ High School for our girls!
What’s the need?
The school here is good enough!
What do you mean?
Yes, Mom.
How can I go around with so many?
At the same time, I can’t risk my kids’ future.
What are you trying to say?
Are you differentiating your brother’s kids?
You choose to be selfish. But what about their future?
How am I responsible for that?
Their father has left them.
When he doesn’t care, who am I to bother about their future?
Let the five of us go.
Sister-in-law and kids are anyway here. Let them.
For any event in the family, of course I am there.
-But why do girls need education? -Just shut up!
Her husband deserted her. She lost her father-in-law.
She is still grieving.
And you say we will leave her alone and go away.
Do you hear yourself?
This house?
I want to rent it out.
Cost of living is high in Rajahmundry.
Let them find a small house with a couple of rooms for rent.
Hey! I will hit you with a slipper if you talk about going away.
Will it make you happy to see me begging along with my kids?
We will share whatever we have.
But there is nothing left.
Your elder son burned all the money.
Go and play.
Mom!
I cannot afford to look after two families.
Okay, then.
Let’s do whatever you feel is fair.
How do you expect him to be fair?
Don’t you think I am old enough to decide what is fair or unfair?
Stop it, Mom.
I am sure she knows the math.
That’s why she is willing to comply.
I don’t know any math.
But I am beginning to understand people.
Mom-in-law! You know Swarnamma, right?
Her teacher tenant vacated three months ago.
If she did?
Are you going to rent the house?
Have you lost your mind?
How will you pay the rent?
Why?
Do I look incapable?
Are only men entitled to earn and run a family?
What’s that now? What sort of nonsense is that?
What is nonsense?
I haven’t been deaf and blind to whatever was happening during the past one year.
It’s not a good idea to keep my kids here.
I want to live with self-respect at least now.
Okay.
If you think there is no choice, I will go with you.
As you wish.
Phani-Mani!
-Hey! -Dad!
You must get your uniform stitched. Let’s go.
Lakshmi! Come.
(Choral Singing)
Madam! Devika madam!
God bless you!
What a daughter you have!
She opened a bar in the village and destroyed our lives.
What did we ever do to you both?
Madam! Devika!
What is this?
If it is a business you wanted, you could have opened a grocery.
Or a fancy store that sells make up.
Why did you open a bar?
Gosh! What a shame!
Hey, Devika!
Damn your daughter.
Ever since she opened the bar, my husband goes there, hits a bottle
and comes home and hits me.
He hits a bottle and then hits me. Damn you! -Hey!
So, you are here!
Come on! Wretch!
No amount of beating makes you sensible.
Who do you think she is?
Greetings, madam.
Your daughter is an angel for us.
How strange this is?
-Come home. -You will be ruined.
Devika…
Devika!
Don’t be afraid.
Don’t pay attention to those ladies.
You have my full support.
We are all there for you.
Your shop is closed today.
If you can just give me a peg of whisky…
Devika! Please.
Devika, please understand our situation.
Madam… Devika madam…
Whisky… a peg of whisky madam…
It wasn’t enough, madam.
There are no shops outside.
Please, madam.
Madam, Devi madam…
What is this, Devika?
You were a single woman in trouble. I took pity and let you the house.
Are you going to allow these boozers into home and make a mess?
Ours is a respectable family.
How can I tolerate this?
Your daughter doesn’t want to get married.
Do you want my daughter to keep skipping for the rest of her life?
Please give me some whisky.
It wasn’t sufficient. -Mom!
It wasn’t sufficient. -Huh?
Mom! Coffee.
What is it?
Are you my Kalyani? -What’s wrong, Devika?
Why do you look so dazed?
Did you have a bad dream?
I can’t tell between a dream and reality.
Is it about Akka?
I warned back then when she was doing her Hotel Management.
That it wasn’t Business Management. It was Hotel Management.
Did you listen to me? No.
How would I know?
She wanted to study.
On my part, I worked hard and paid her fee.
I thought she would fulfil her wish, keep the certificate in the safe,
get married and lead a happy life.
But she has lost her senses.
Who are we?
What kind of family are we from?
What is the environment we grew up in?
Not the slightest fear what the others would think of us?
Move!
This lady… Hmm?
Yes. This lady!
Backing her every single word, she spoiled Srimathi beyond correction.
-This lady! -Sure, yes.
Mr Prabhakar Rao’s granddaughter is going to open a liquor shop and I am on cloud nine!
(Scoffs)
What’s with you, Devika?
Why are you so worked up before anything happened?
Cross the bridge when you come to it. Let’s give her a few days.
If she still persists, we will think about it.
She has a younger sister.
As the elder daughter she should get married and take care of her sister’s wedding.
But…
You don’t expect kids to be boy scouts forever!
Bah! Mom! We are all girls here. Don’t come up with boy expressions.
Oho! I meant no discrimination.
I mean to say kids become defiant once they grow up.
Let her get married first.
Whether she would go round the courts for grandpa’s property,
or search for her grandma’s tumbler is her choice then.
What’s happening?
Didn’t she say she had quit?
Where is she going alone now?
Did you see that?
She doesn’t care two hoots about me.
-It’s okay, Mom. Calm down. -Get lost.
Swarnamma!
If Sriram were two years older,
I would have married her off to him and sent her as your daughter-in-law.
How peaceful my life would have been!
Have they sent you?
I came myself.
I finished explaining to them.
You need a special explanation?
Are you going to repeat what you told them?
Or will you answer my questions?
But it was you who gave me the idea, wasn’t it?
You are switching sides today?
The business idea is fine.
But let’s not be impulsive.
You need the money. I don’t deny it.
If the bar and restaurant doesn’t click, we will end up drinking all the liquor.
Do you see them?
Do you know where they are all from?
Gopalapatnam, Vallabhapuram… Madhavapalle.
All three villages can get nowhere without stepping into Ramarajulanka.
We are right in the centre.
What could be a better spot for business?
So? Are you going to make drunkards in the village?
There! You said it!
Did I turn them into drinkers… all the boozers in the world?
When our house was unjustly and forcefully snatched from us,
no one had anything to say.
I want to stand on my own feet.
I am not a cosmic male incarnated for the benefit of this country.
Normally, a cosmic male is a man.
What do they call a woman then?
Uh… cosmic lady…
Cosmic maiden?
Cosmic virtuous…
Cosmic Form!
This is better.
Sure, that’s better.
But that’s not me. Okay?
Do I have your support or not?
Sai Peacock Bar and Restaurant?
Why are we here?
I have my spies here.
Spies in a bar?
Come on.
SAI PEACOCK BAR & RESTAURANT
Hey, look!
Girls walk into bars these days.
Hey, hey, hey!
The sun is still over the head.
-You are already high. -Madam Srimathi!
How come you are here?
Um… I have some work with you.
Can we sit and talk?
Please, sit.
Repeat! -Ah! Coming!
Business seems to be good.
Last night’s customers must still be in hangover.
If they also joined, it would be teeming with people.
Over here! -Ah! Coming!
See? It’s over packed.
Forget the crowd.
Just look at the bar!
I need a shower with soap nuts after going home.
How much do you think is the investment?
What investment does it need?
A fridge, a few tables and a few more chairs.
Nothing else.
What might be the monthly profit?
Keep the change.
Okay, sir.
Sir…
Which is the best motorcycle, sir?
Repeat!
Ah, coming!
See?
Just two days into the job and the waiter is already planning a motorcycle.
Imagine the range of the owner.
My owner is filthy rich.
He has two flats in Vizag, a bungalow in Rajahmundry,
a coconut farm in Konaseema and a cashew plantation in Vizianagaram.
He made all that off just one bar?
Not one bar, madam.
He has four to five branches.
Hey, I will call you back. I am in the bar.
There he is. He has come.
Hey, how are you? Keep drinking.
-What, Thataji? -Sir…
Is everything okay?
Itikelapudi Srimathi?
Vuyyampati Dorababu!
Hmm!
How come you are here? -Where else do you expect me?
This is my bar.
Who is he?
Your husband?
You still have your big mouth.
Ah?
If he sits next to me, does it make him my husband?
My friend.
Oh, my!
You haven’t mellowed yet!
What will you take?
I will take leave. I am going.
Come on. You are here after such a long time.
Spend some time.
I didn’t know this was your bar!
Let’s go, Sriram.
It’s not that.
It’s not that, Srimathi. Please wait, Srimathi.
Srimathi, wait! (Scoffs)
So, it’s true.
I do have a big mouth.
Hey! Clean this table!
Penny for a thought!
Two flats in Vyzag. A bungalow in Rajahmundry.
Coconut farm in Konaseema.
Cashew plantation in Vizianagaram.
He bought them all with the money from the bar.
That’s the greatness of a bar!
You see only the golden eggs.
You miss his hard work behind them.
What does he do that I cannot?
He always scored less than me.
“In Kitchen Operation Management, I got 52. He got only 45. ”
In Wine Fundamentals, I still remember,
I scored 47 while he got 36.
How is he better than me?
We don’t know how much he invested in the bar.
Do you have so much money?
I don’t have money.
-I have a plan. -And what plan is it?
Wow, wow! What a great idea after how long!
Your idea will change the face of our bank.
New blood. Young blood.
Especially… you are a girl. A bar in a village.
What an innovative idea!
It is for enthusiasts like you that our bank,
under its ‘Bar instead of a Stall’ scheme, is more than ready to loan you.
Please sign here.
It’s our bank’s fortune that you want to take a loan from us.
And I am very fortunate to be the Branch Manager.
This is the day that our founder Mr Bhojaraju Ramaiah had prayed for.
I am blessed. I am really blessed. Please sign here.
Madam, don’t trust these men.
They have been humiliating our woman race for generations.
They only want to see us as kitchen drudges or backyard bandicoots.
But when a woman marches ahead with self-confidence,
are they ready to approve of her?
Let me tell you this as a woman.
I will give you the loan.
I will not be unfair to any of you.
You can each lend me a part. Don’t fight over it.
It looks nasty.
This is where I want to set up my bar.
I will renovate this.
I will show the world what a woman’s bar looks like.
Keshavarao!
I have won!
Sounds awful!
If the banks were to lend against sweets and savouries,
they will go bankrupt in no time.
So, you mean…
Banks are able to survive after lending to Vijay Malya and Harshad Mehta.
But by lending ten lakhs to Itikelapudi Srimathi,
they will face insolvency?
Whatever you say, Srimathi,
I have a bad feeling about this.
Just a feeling or a wish?
Will I go with you if I wish you bad?
Who asked you to?
Did I ask you… “Sir, please take me to Rajahmundry?’
Pouring cold water!
Siri…
Hmm?
You are not taking my words in the right sense.
Bye.
Brother!
Brother! Hey!
Tsk…
Have you ruined it?
What could I do?
I genuinely told her what I felt.
She hit the roof.
You are hopeless!
Okay. I have good news for you.
Do you know what aunty said about you this morning?
What did she say?
I am not going to tell you.
Why don’t you? Please…
If you were two years older, Srimathi and you…
Srimathi and me…?
What is it? -Um... nothing.
Hmm? -Mm…hmm.
Srimathi and me…
She said she would have got you both married.
How is that good news?
I am not two years older.
Hey, dolt!
It means, apart from age, she has no objection.
That one reason is good enough to reject me.
Is she going to eat or not?
Who knows?
She seems cranky.
She plays bad and cries foul.
Let her come when she feels the pangs.
Why are you picking on her?
Dear! Siri!
Come, dear.
Mom has served you food. Come and eat.
Show me your plate, Mother-in-law.
Hey, Siri! Come! Food is getting cold.
Come.
What’s happening now?
People have their own problems to express.
Golden words! Let me speak!
Taking a useless three or four thousand paid by an inefficient boss,
giving it to the wife who calls you lazy bones,
bringing kids born out of your thoughtless action,
and admitting them into a useless college like this…
I don’t want you to face that terrible situation.
Study well.
Because basically none of you have a rich granddad like me.
THE MAHA DHANALAKSHMI CO-OPERATIVE BANK LTD.
Wonderful. Wonderful.
What business?
Fancy store or a beauty parlour?
Bar…and restaurant.
It is not the first of April today. Why are you trying to fool me?
I want to open a bar and restaurant in Ramarajulanka.
Here. This is my business proposal.
I have done my Masters in Hotel Management.
Someone had come to me saying he had wheels instead of heels.
I gave him a loan to set up travel business.
My manager gave me a dressing down in the annual meet and transferred me here.
So, I have decided not to give a loan on your proposal.
Please leave me alone.
Did you hear that, Mrs Neelaveni?
She wants to set up a bar. Bar…
How traditional we were in our days!
They attribute everything to freedom.
They wear short clothes.
They don’t want any comments.
They want jobs.
But they talk about empowerment.
They neglect their husbands and kids.
Don’t get me wrong.
I tell you this as a woman.
This is not a good trait.
We have a scheme called ‘Goddess Lakshmi to Every Home. ’
We just need your husband’s signature as the co-applicant.
I am not married yet.
But it says here Srimathi Kumari?
It’s Miss Srimathi.
Oh.
No problem.
Your dad’s signature will do.
Sorry. Is he no more?
He is not here.
I don’t know where he is.
What happened? -Because of too many bad loans…
Uh… nothing.
Do you have some property for surety?
Uh… I have my grandpa’s house.
Perfect!
I see no problem.
Let’s work on that.
Uh… the house is in some litigation.
That’s why I want to set up a bar.
Fantastic.
Look. With your background, not just this bank, no bank will loan you.
-Do you want an auto? -Why? Don’t you want it?
Do you have lime soda?
-Sweet or salt? -Salt.
Okay. Please wait.
BHAVANI SODA CENTRE SPONSORED BY STATE BANK OF INDIA,
RAJAHMUNDRY EAST GODAVARI DISTRICT
(mimicking) Hello, ma’am! You are eligible for a loan from NDFC.
Hello, ma’am!
Would you like a loan from Balaji Finance at low interest?
I get a call every hour!
No matter how many numbers I block…
They change their phone numbers and keep calling.
They sound as if all the banks in this country are itching to give us loans.
When we really want a loan?
‘Do you have income proof?’
‘Is your firm registered?’
‘Do you have three years’ IT Returns?’
‘Do you have some collateral property?’
‘Do you have an account in our bank?’
They ask you a hundred questions.
If they turn me down, can’t I get a loan?
I actually feel I would rather set up a bank than a bar.
Hey! One more dosa.
-Husband! -What?
They are upset with you.
Have they got some new idea?
They want to take a tea stall and restaurant on lease in Surya multiplex.
Who goes to the theatre to watch movies?
When you find everything on your cell phone?
I don’t know. You disapprove of whatever they say.
But they pester me to talk to you.
Do I have a choice?
They were intent on shrimp farming.
I invested the fifty lakhs advanced by Satyareddy.
What did they do? They sent it down the drain.
As long as it was going well, you had shrimp every day.
Did you ever warn us they could catch virus?
Hey! Your grandfather was not cut out for business.
Your uncle was much worse.
What can you do? Bull crap!
Please go on.
You will open your eyes when Srimathi’s business turns successful.
Your sister’s business?
What business? -Bar and Restaurant in Ramarajulanka!
Oh! You gave me a scare for no reason.
Hey, that needs lots of permits and licenses.
That’s not going to happen any time soon.
Madam… madam…
Please come soon.
Ten kgs of lentil flour.
Fifteen kgs of rice flour.
Total 25 kgs and it’s 250 rupees.
Hey! Have you brought the right cans or interchanged them like last time?
Please, check. They are yours.
Grandma! This is wheat flour.
-Always a clumsy job. Idiot! -Oh, God! You brought wheat flour?
Has your owner bought some magical machines?
You load it with lentils but it gives out wheat flour!
Bloody hell! Wheat flour? This is not yours. I think it got mixed up.
This is Madam Anasuya’s on Pallapu Street. I will deliver it to her.
Boozer! You mixed up the cans the other day.
Today you have mixed up the flour itself.
Why do you get so worked up?
It’s hardly lost. It is only interchanged.
I will hand this over in ten minutes.
You are becoming too snappy these days.
Eh? I am becoming snappy?
If you do your job properly, why would we even care?
You are such a pain in the neck! Idiot! Imbecile!
Uh, Hema, tell me.
You said you need money.
How much do you need? -Ten lakhs.
How much do you have in hand?
I have two lakhs in the fixed deposit.
I have a five lakh chit. You are aware, right?
It matures in August.
If you want to make a bid and take over, I am ready to give you.
That’s why I called up.
Why? Don’t you need the money?
I mentioned it to my husband.
He said we are not buying the car right now.
-What do you say? -I will be grateful.
Fine. Can you come here by eleven?
Where should I come?
Devika! Devika!
Hey, Rukmini! How come you are here?
I was passing this way. I wanted to see you.
Come. Please, sit. -Okay.
Would you like some coffee? -No, thanks.
By the way,
I heard Srimathi is circling the banks for a loan to set up a bar. True?
(Sighs) What do you want me to say?
You know she doesn’t listen to me.
Don’t get me wrong.
Srimathi doesn’t want to get married.
If you agree,
I will find a nice boy for Kalyani in a couple of weeks.
Let’s set an auspicious time and plan the wedding.
What do you say?
But Rukmini…
How can I get the younger one married first?
Think about it.
With the elder one running a bar,
forget me… no one can find a match for the younger one.
See you.
Mom! I guess Mrs Rukmini is in a tearing hurry to get Kalyani married.
I have no objection.
Not bad. Passable.
It’s too sweet, right?
Hema, how come you are here? Very unusual…
I need the money.
Please come with me.
I will be right back.
You know Ranganath’s Mom, Lalithamma? -Hmm.
They have some problem.
Ranganath wants the money.
All of us have decided to close the bid in his favour.
What do you say?
How can you do that?
They say they are genuinely in need.
So? Everyone has needs!
It’s not that. The problem is…
-Their… -Whatever…
My friend is badly in need of money.
She needs at least five lakhs. Hmm?
-Hmm. Okay. -I am leaving.
Five lakh chit. God’s bid is five thousand.
Eight thousand.
Inturi Hemalatha… eight thousand.
Ten thousand.
Peddinti Ranganath… ten thousand.
Eleven thousand. -Twelve thousand.
I am thinking fifteen thousand.
Twenty.
Twenty thousand. -Twenty five.
Thirty thousand.
Thirty five.
Peddinti Ranganath… thirty five thousand.
Why is no one bidding?
They have decided not to. The bid is between the two of us.
Then I guess we will be getting it.
Peddinti Ranganath… thirty five thousand…one time!
Forty thousand.
Fifty thousand.
Fifty five…
Sixty thousand.
What is this, Ranganath? Why do you want to lose so much?
Will it be sufficient for the surgery? -It’s okay.
I need this money. I will borrow the rest from outside.
What surgery?
I have no idea.
His Mom is undergoing a knee surgery.
He needs the money badly.
Shall we say sixty five?
Leave it.
When is the operation? -In three days.
I pray to God to make sure your Mom’s surgery goes well.
The five lakh rupee chit is passed in favour of Peddinti Ranganath with a loss of 60,000.
Going once…
Going twice…
Passed!
Ramanna!
You gave us fifty bags of paddy.
They yielded 33 sacks of rice at the mill.
At 1460 per sack, they value 48,180 rupees.
Exactly. Listen. My commission is 60 rupees per sack.
That’s 3000.
I had given you four thousand for fertilizers.
Including interest, it amounts to six thousand.
So, you finally get 39000 rupees.
Here.
Only 39000?
Look at Kanakarao! He is doing finance business even on fertilizers.
Sir, this is very unfair.
It is fair. Shall I make a move?
Please, consider, sir. Please do something.
What more do you want?
Without our help, what would be your fate?
Don’t pull a long face! Let’s go.
Sir… actually.
What’s up?
I think there is some miscalculation? -Calculation?
How would I know, Sriram?
He has the calculator.
33 sacks of rice from 50 sacks of paddy. That’s right.
What did come out of the remaining 17 sacks?
What else would come out? Chaff and bran.
Where is that money, then? -Oh, come on!
Did I keep the bran at my house? I have no cattle.
It’s lying at the mill.
If you want to collect it, please do.
Look. Our contract is only for rice.
Let’s go.
How many times should I tell you, Ramanna?
Call me next time when you weigh paddy. I will come.
Okay, sir.
Kalyani…
Hey, Kalyani! -Tsk…hmm?
When we were small, you pushed me off the swing in the old house, remember?
Hmm.
Mr Madhav Rao’s son would climb our mango tree
and the number of mangoes he would steal!
But it was always overladen with fruit.
Switch off the light! I am sleepy.
If we get our house back, we will be so happy, right?
I am happy even now.
Switch off the light.
Tsk!
Switch off the light!
36, 39, 40, 42…
One… two…
Come, dear. Come. -Greetings, madam.
Hey, get her a chair. -Sir!
Listen! Tell him Srimathi is here.
Okay, sir.
My son… He asked me to call him as soon as you come. That’s why.
What is the matter?
I have already told you on the phone.
Oh! That? Okay, okay.
Just wait for five minutes. He will be here.
You look after this business, right?
Why involve your son?
It’s difficult, dear.
I wanted to inform you on the phone.
But you were anyway coming here.
I felt these things are best discussed face to face.
Hey! Did you tell him?
He is at Sattibabu’s tea stall. He said he will come.
I know the interest you charge for others.
Lend me at the same interest.
See, dear.
Public owns the money in the banks.
Yet banks insist on guarantee before they lend.
I have saved my money penny by penny.
How careful should I be?
But I have given you the business proposal!
Your dad used to say the same thing.
That he would have a thriving business. Poor man.
Dear!
See, dear.
Invite us for housewarming. We will come and have lunch.
Invite us to your wedding. We will come and bless you.
Invite us to the bar. We will pay the bill.
But business is business.
Srimathi… Srimathi… Srimathi!
I don’t want the bar, Srimathi.
Drop the idea.
I will pay your uncle the money you owe him.
What are you thinking?
390 rupees.
I bought them in Popular Shoe Mart.
I didn’t want to use them for anything other than walking. So, you are saved.
This is what I like about you.
Why don’t we get married?
I will make sure none of these problems will bother you again.
I have a lot of money.
I will air condition two rooms at home.
The ball is in your court.
I will also book a Swift car.
Whatever you say.
I will buy a Plasma TV and activate Amazon.
Then it’s your choice.
Sovereigns…no, no, kgs of gold. I am willing to gift you.
Then it’s your choice.
Your madness has crossed all limits!
What is this, Mom?
I was asking for my own gold.
What do you mean your gold?
That was kept aside for your wedding.
It is not meant to be pawned for setting up a bar without getting married.
Of what good is gold, when it doesn’t come in useful?
Just to wear it on festivals and special occasions to prove to the others…
that we have a lot of gold, and then bring it back and keep it under lock again?
Of course!
My Mom had kept the gold safe and so we still have it.
If it were pawned, it would have long since gone!
Your Mom gave it to you. You will give to us. And we will pass it down to our daughters.
Is that all? We can’t use it for anything else? -It’s a sin to pawn gold!
Your Mom pulled through the worst possible problems but never pawned gold.
When we have enough gold, what is the need to pull and drag, grandma?
Watch your words! Don’t talk rubbish!
On top of that she tells me,
her younger sister can be married off first and she has no objection to it.
Hey! How embarrassing it would be for us?
Uncle necked us out of the house we were born and brought up in.
Wasn’t that an embarrassment for us?
No one’s blood boiled then?
Did you see that? Did you?
This is all your fault.
You infused her mind with this madness about the house.
Yes, sure.
I also instigated her to set up a bar and pawn the gold! Right?
I was sixteen when I first stepped into that house.
Am I not allowed some kind of attachment?
I didn’t inspire her stubbornness. She got it from you.
I am fighting for the house.
And all you see is stubbornness.
But when you do nothing for the house, all I see is incapability.
Shut up!
I mention wedding and you bring up the house.
You want to open a bar to save the house and pawn gold to set up the bar.
You will get the gold over my dead body.
Mom…
Mom!
Give me the gold and I will free it in six months.
It’s not that… -I will wear the same gold
and get married after a year.
That is what you want, right?
Is this a trick or do you mean it?
I swear.
Will you get married? -In a year.
Sister…
This is my gold.
What are you doing? -Wait, Mom.
But on one condition.
Free my gold before you free yours.
You are switching sides!
She promised to get married.
Why do you still hesitate?
-It’s not that. She… -You shouldn’t break your word. Promise.
Promise. -Hmm.
Oh, my God!
Is this happening?
Mother Thalupulamma!
If she gets married, we will visit your temple for your darshan.
I will name my great granddaughter after you.
Swarnamma! Did you hear?
My granddaughter has agreed to marry.