Asoka, el refugio Page #2

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and strive to live an ordinary life...

Give her your word that no one will

come to know you're Prince Asoka.

I must go? Leave?

So that others can laugh at me

for running away scared?

You don't want your son to sit on the

throne? But I wanted it for you.

Here. I give in. Now speak to me.

Vitasoka, tell Mother to greet

an ordinary man.

Mother's like you, brother.

She won't speak till you leave.

All right, I'll go.

Even if you ask, I won't return.

Speak to me.

Brother won't be here.

He has gone, leaving Magadha.

Gone? So he's scared.

The brave Prince has fled

to save his life.

Idiot. Change your tune.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Friends like us have nothing to hide.

Last night, when I went home,

my wife was not there.

Where did she go?

When I asked her in the morning...

she said she was

with her friend, Kamini.

Silly. She must have been with Kamini.

You idiot, I was with Kamini.

No, I was with Kamini.

I was there too.

You must have gone after me.

Strange. My wife's name

is also Kamini.

That dark one?

- Yes.

Have you heard? Prince Asoka

has gone leaving Magadha.

He must have gotten scared

of Prince Susima.

When Jupiter enters

its twelfth position...

every great man must go into exile.

- Really?

Like Rama, Pandavas, Princes.

Strange.

You're not from here. Who are you?

An ordinary traveler.

The sun remains the sun

even behind clouds.

Your destiny indicates

that you are in no way ordinary.

What lies in my destiny then?

That I am a prince?

One day I will be enthroned?

Be an emperor?

Even emperors are ordinary.

Your destiny transcends the throne.

Whose destiny can surpass

that of an emperor's?

A traveler's... when his journey

has been completed.

Eat, child. In Kalinga no one

goes to sleep hungry. You eat too.

Here, Pawan. It's good food.

Pawan, eat this. It's tasty.

Why should you eat? You too

miss Mother's hand feeding you.

No fuss. I'm an ordinary man.

You an ordinary horse.

No royal palace

or sumptuous dishes for us.

Now, it's the ground to sleep on...

the open sky above...

and pretty princesses

who now exist only in our dreams.

Go, you searching wind, go away

Go seek out my beloved

One good enough for me

It cannot be...

If there is...

Then maybe we can be together

Go... go...

The sky is a poet's page

And I its poem

Someone like me...

Is rare in this world

Touch me not...

That's a dare...

It would start raging fire

Go... go...

I didn't see a thing.

I was just listening.

You swim...

I mean you sing very well.

What's your name?

I don't talk to strangers.

- Stranger?

Do you not feel

that we have met before?

In some other place, in another time...

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