Yatra Page #2

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and the true is that there's diffrence

between fact and fiction

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Take... read

She used to dance from childhood

And she continues her tradition.

After the death of seth

the lajwanti's mother came to banaras

And lajwanti stays in adilabad

Now she is pulla reddy's 2nd wife

Accuatly she was'nt her wife

She was her illegal wife

Her husband's life was incomplete

without music and dance

He was strange man

for his profit he can do everything

No one should be alive

betyal with pulla reddy

When pulla reddy accepted her as wife

she bound to accept him

After you explain about lajwanti's emotion

that she is telling her story by herself

Mohan Tell me something

Words like that the writer gives life to words

He puts life in words

so how can you show on cinema

We belongs to many years somewhere

so when we leave. Its hurt

You will Joint with these kind a relation

I look at the walls

then i thout that my parents soul are in

How can you go away from these

strange memories and emotion

But there is'nt any solution

I have to go to city

We were in same situation when we

migrate from adilabad to city

Same maya!

What are you doing there

We will be late for train.

This was my story

now back to lajwantis story

Tommorow night was awsome

Invite the friends and arrange for

dinner party lots of people will come.

Oollector tells me that

he wants to eat deer met

Tonight i will not come at home

My childs are arrived from city at my home

i have to meet them

Oome... come...

When i was writing lajwantis stroy i remind a poem

of hafiz shirazi

Hey what happend to you

why you come here from there

Everybody waiting come please

No...

Why. Are you allright?

No... I am fine but your friends are not fine

I hate them

Every body is waiting for you

Let them wait.

Stop acting what they will think

its talk about my honour.

What! I am your honour too

the are abusing me meant your honour

No dear no...

Look...

They are very rich men

They will help me in my bussiness

Just its all about one night

Oome... Oome...

Dont force me

i said will not go there

I have to save my honour.

If you want to treat your friend

so go get any prostitute them

She will relax them with her fire

How dare you...

How dare you...

Now i make you dance naked

Stop I said.

What happed.

After that her husband

lost his honor

Lajo left the same night

Sir, its more cinematic

I can visualize

Leave me...

why are you doing like this with me.

Shut up...

you bloody prostitute

You abuse me with my guest

i wont spare you...

Leave her in jungle.

Wild animal

No... no... no...

Dont afraid

I am satish I m school teacher

She was silent for few days

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