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Your art has so much beauty Chitrasen.
and she shied away.
With a touch of the art from your hands...
I didn't even think...
...that art can be so great and grand.
Really...your have brought heaven...
This is by your grace Maharaj!
and makes the statue.
But only connoisseur like you can
...that the artist has seen his dreams
come true in these statues.
These are not only stone statues
...but are live dancers.
I'm grateful to you Maharaj!
Kingdoms rise and fall...
So many kings take birth...
...and so many die in the same place.
our flourishing kingdom.
Will be sung forever and ever!
Artist!...l want to reward you!
But what to give you?
art is everything for him.
But that doesn't satisfy me.
I gave credit to your art.
Chitrasen, you tell me what should I do.
This is the most difficult part Maharaj.
The face that gave me life to work
...the one who inspired my heart
to create these...
...that is someone else Maharaj.
That is someone else.
If she can be given as a reward,
then only you can give it.
If I ask for that, will you give it
Oh!..So my artist is in love with
Do not forget that I am a king.
A king can give you whatever
Tell me who is it?
My heart, my life, my inspiration...
this is it Maharaj.
You are the king Maharaj!
You can give whatever you wish.
Please give me this gift.
Please give it!
What kind of justice is this Maharaj?
Why am I brought here in shackles?
You were the one who asked what do
Is this what I wanted, to be
shackled like this?
That I be brought here like a prisoner?
Is this what I asked for Maharaj?
ls this what?
You asked for death!
But I want to grant you life.
I do not want an artist like you
to be killed for no reason.
any relationship to Neel Kamal!
How can I say that Maharaj?
How can I?
How can I say that there's no relation
between a nightingale, and the moon?
How can I say that a honeybee can
survive without a flower?
How can I say?
Chitrasen, you are slinging mud on
the Kingdom's pride!
No Maharaj, I'm not doing such a thing!
This was destiny Maharaj!..That I
And she swept me off my feet.
Today in this hall, I confess that I
love the Princess...
...and because of her love and inspiration
I created the palace.
Chitrasen, you are forgetting your
Yes Maharaj, I am a simple artist,
and her a Princess...
...but what does love have to do with
status, caste and creed?
do with the meeting of two hearts?
Shut up!...He has disgraced the Princess!
What kind of justice is this?
tell the truth?
I can't live with my love?
love in the scales of riches.
Chitrasen, I will punish you in such a way
for your mistakes...
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