Laal Rang

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Vinod.

Shekhar.

Lukesh.

It's been four days,

but he has still got high fever.

What is wrong with my son?

You'll be fine, son.

Son...

Are you blind?

His entire body turned black.

No one takes any notice.

I think...

Palaram.

Palaram.

Pass me a cigarette.

It's been 1O days.

I am nauseous, feel like throwing up.

Please Palaram, give me a cigarette.

Baba, you will die and

the blame will come on me.

There is hardly any

breath left in you.

And you want to smoke a cigarette!

Here!

Mr.Dhiman.

Mr.Dhiman, it's a boy.

But you could've

fed your wife properly.

There is barely any blood in her body.

Only 5 hb

She will need 2 units.

And hurry up.

There is an outbreak of Dengue so,

there's a shortage of blood.

Take this sample.

Oh! Hold it. It's only blood.

You don't realize the importance

of the other's blood...

...until one of your

own doesn't need it.

"This red tinge...

Stole it from my heart."

"And coloured the hands in it."

"This red tinge...

Got so addicted to it."

"That I coloured my lips with it."

"This red colour...is colouring desires."

"It demands love."

"This red tinge...

stole it from the tears."

"That coluored the eyes in it."

"This red tinge... Got so fond of it."

"That it coloured millions."

"This red colour...is colouring hatred."

"It's spreading carnage."

"It flows,

runs and bleeds in the veins..."

"It gets lit, heated,

"...and listens to no one."

"This red colour...made me young."

"It beats and brightens

intensely in every veins"

"Gets restless, makes waves..."

"...and can't be controlled."

"This red colour...ruined me."

Oh! Brother Rajesh.

It's me, Suraj.

Dracula.

How are you brother?

Seeing you after a long time.

What brings you here?

Just like that.

- No one comes here without a reason.

How many units do you need?

Two.

Only Two?

You should've told me.

I would've supplied all you needed.

We're old friends.

No, I... I'll manage.

Your wish.

By the way, I met Shankar yesterday.

He is back.

I am sure you know.

You don't.

It's been 5 years, brother Rajesh.

Where have you been?

What are you doing these days?

- Nothing.

I have put up a small ice-cream factory.

- Great, brother.

Would you like to talk to Shankar?

Shankar once told me...

We humans are dummies...

...filled with 5 liters of blood.

Kept fresh by a 250 gram heart.

And this story...

is of that same bloody heart.

Listen, tell your uncle Fool Singh...

...to check whether

your name is on the list.

Fine. Give me money.

Such a grown up boy.

Don't you feel ashamed

to ask money from your father!

I was getting you a

good government job!

Two peons in one family.

Isn't that thought

humiliating, father?

This peon is the one

that raised you into a man.

Oh father! I feel so blessed.

You forgot again...

...to take the offerings, Rajesh.

Let him finish sucking

his father's blood first.

Mom...how does it feel

to be married to a peon?

You...

It's a government

department after all.

Any amount of work

you do is never enough.

Hello.

- Hello.

I wanted to meet Phool Singh.

Then meet him. That's me.

I am Shakti Dhiman's son,

Rajesh Dhiman.

I see...

Son...you've grown into a man now.

How is Shakti? I hardly see him.

Thats just like him.

- I see..

Son, how about some tea...or cigarette?

No, just the list.

List?

I see... The Lab Diploma List.

I see...

Did you apply for it as well?

- Yes.

I see...sit.

l'll go check the list.

Palaram, get him some tea

or something.

I am his uncle.

I'll be right back.

Baba...Palaram has been waiting for you.

Go on.

Praise the Lord!

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