Lal Patthar Page #2

What kind of a joke is this?

Everyone here takes your family

name before opening a bottle.

You should have more liquor

running in your veins than blood.

So don't be formal.

Gulabjan, he is the Prince of

Rainagar, Gyanshanker Rai.

Salute him.

Is this what you have

been hunting since 5 days?

You are right. Watch the deer

being hunted...

...before hunting

for the lion.

Come!

I'll show you

an evening in heaven

Come and rest among tresses

Come!

Even flowers cannot match

the colour of my body

I'm a rose that has made

this party fragrant

My style, my anklets,

my alluring songs

Everything about me

is incomparable

Meet my eyes,

get intoxicated

So come!

You have come into this world

for a short while, so enjoy

Who knows what

tomorrow will bring

Life cannot be trusted,

I swear

These joys may not

exist for you tomorrow

We'll face whatever

the consequences

So come!

Wow! That was fun.

What do you say Kumar Bahadur?

Kumar Bahadur has left.

Neither did he drink,

nor look at that girl.

- He's eccentric.

- Call him crazy.

Chhotu, don't ever get married.

Yes.

But my mom says I must.

Lair! You yourself

want to get married.

No master, I swear.

But mom doesn't agree.

- Have you seen a girl?

- Mom has.

You yourself are so young,

how old is the girl?

- Five years.

- Five years?

- You are a criminal.

- Yes.

You should be shot dead.

Yes... what?!

Master, here.

Shoot me dead.

- We are ready, sir.

- Arranged the beaters?

- Everything has been arranged.

- And those other hunters?

I checked on them. After the late

night, they are still sleeping.

A palanquin in such

a thick jungle?

Hira, you go and call out

from there, I am going here.

Walk faster.

- Stop! Who is that?

- Your father!

Open the door.

- Who is that?

- It's Chhotu calling.

Call him.

- Chhotu, master is here.

- I'm coming.

I heard the gunshots

and came running, master.

She seems to be unconscious.

Splash some water on her.

Hira Singh, look for

the palanquin bearers.

Palanquin bearers, if you care

for your lives, present yourselves.

Or I will shoot you dead.

Don't shoot!

We are hiding here.

- Come out!

- We don't know anything, sir.

Come and stand here!

Raise your hands.

Move!

- Stop!

- Who are you people?

We are palanquin bearers.

- Where do you live?

- Rahimpur bazaar, sir.

- Who is this girl?

- We don't know anything, sir.

Bandits forced us to

carry the palanquin.

- So they were bandits?

- Yes, sir.

Hira, go and make enquiries

in Rahimpur bazaar.

Put your hands your down.

...Carry the palanquin.

- I made enquiries, sir.

- Tell me.

Village Rampur had been looted.

The bandits looted lots of

money & jewelry from 3-4 houses.

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