Junglee

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Everyone in the world laughs.

And that's what makes life cheerful.

But this is the story of this

strange man who never ever laughs.

This is Shekhar, who is

returning from abroad.

This is the old mansion. A place which

has never known what laughter is.

The moment he arrives, his staff

spring to attention.

Meet the unmoving rock in the family.

The lady who has borne with volcano.

This is Shekhar's mother.

Here's your son, Shekhar. He has

returned successful from America.

I remember your words. "Feed the

children gold, if necessary"

"But see that they grow up

like lions"

That's the principle we have been

following in this family.

You were so very right.

Laughter makes our children like

any other people. They turn cowards.

Leading businessmen abroad were

astounded by my business acumen.

They asked me the secret of my success.

I replied...

it was the training my

mother had imparted to me...

the principle of "no-laughter"

that runs in the family...

and my father's blessings.

When I went abroad, chances of a

thriving business were zero per cent.

But I did not cry. I fought till the

chances were 100 per cent in my favor.

What you said last smacks

of self-praise, Shekhar.

Isn't it also wrong to hear

people praising you all the time?

Praise is what praise should be.

- In that case, I withdraw my words.

"This was the loving union between

mother and son after three years"

"Love, which this unfortunate mother

never got in her life"

"From her husband, she got principles,

children and a famous family"

"She gave her children everything too.

But love, she could not give them"

There's a beautiful girl

in this family...

"who happens to be Shekhar's sister".

"Her disposition is exactly the

opposite of her mother and brother"

"She's going through the

tribulations of youth..."

"she's in love with someone"

"Love, the birthright

of every human being"

"She laughs. And she loves.

On the sly, however"

"She's afraid, that should her

brother and mother get to know..."

"she'd land in major trouble"

Why have you come here?

Why does a young man seek out

a young woman?

My brother's arriving today.

If he sees you here...

he'll shoot you.

- I'm ready to die.

For how will we meet

clandestinely like this?

Why don't you tell

your brother we're in love?

That we want to get married.

- The day he gets to know...

that I'm in love with a man

who's a mere clerk in his office...

our heads will roll.

- I'm not scared of death, Mala.

I may look like a weak man.

But at heart, I'm a brave king.

My courage is like that of Salim's.

And my temper is like Changiz Khan's!

Brother is here.

- Goodness!

Changiz Khan indeed.

Brother's really here. Now what?

- I must hide.

Brother! You have arrived!

How are you?

What's up? You look worried.

- I heard laughter in this room.

Who'd laugh here? Maybe someone did,

200 years ago...

when this house was built.

- Dead!

Have you forgotten my name?

- Isn't your name Mala?

You fondly call me Maala.

Not Mala.

I'm dead!

I was prepared for death.

Not for this ordeal.

What could I do? Your brother's

going to be my brother-in-law.

Is this any time to arrive?

- I'm sorry, sir. I'm 10 seconds late.

I don't want anyone here to be

late even by a second!

Neeta who?

- Your secretary, sir.

My boyfriend has met with an

accident, sir. I'm at the hospital.

I want leave for a day.

No! Come to the office immediately.

Or you get leave for good!

This office has nothing to do

with your boyfriend.

Quit the job, if you wish to romance!

The poor girl has made a mistake.

Forgive her.

Who'll make up for the work

lost because of the delay?

The two of us will.

- How?

We'll stay back this evening and

leave after the work is over.

I don't want anyone coming late or

working a second beyond office hours.

Get me the Hong Kong file.

Call the Calcutta office and have

the dispatches sent to Singapore.

Very well.

It's like this, Shekhar.

You have played in my lap

as a child.

You always used to call me "Uncle".

Should you...

You can say that. But I've always

considered it to be my own home...

You had better consider it

to be my office. And get to work.

He doesn't even have

the manners to talk properly.

Who'd work for him, if it

wasn't for sheer helplessness?

The manager slogged days and nights

to make this company a success.

And this how he treats him.

Where are you going?

I was only taking a walk...

Not a walk. It's fishy.

Or you would have worn the slippers,

not carried them in your hands.

Mother, I took them off because

I was getting a shoe-bite.

Know when you get a shoe-bite?

When you wear a smaller size.

- No.

You get a shoe-bite when

your feet grow too big.

When you start taking the wrong path.

Try to sneak out again...

and your legs will be broken.

Go to your room.

Watchman...

- Madam?

Without my orders, no one

leaves this place.

As you say, madam.

"You have wonderful eyes,

my love"

"You're the one I'm in love with,

my love"

"You have wonderful eyes,

my love"

"I fell in love with you.

Was that a bad thing to do?

"I fell in love with you...

was that a sin?"

"For a gesture from your eyes,

I could ruin myself"

"I'm responsible for all this too"

"You have wonderful eyes,

my love"

"You are the one I love,

my darling"

"Whatever you are, you are the one

I love to behold"

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