Pure Punjabi Page #2

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Look, son, don't worry about money.

Eat, drink and enjoy as you please.

But get a medical degree for me.

Make me proud, son.

l have always had a dream for you.

That my son should become a doctor.

Son, perhaps you don't know.

Your grandparents died

of serious illnesses.

There was no doctor in the village.

Son, now you should become a doctor...

...and turn my dream into a reality.

l spent the golden years of

my life in acting and theater.

But whenever a good

opportunity came up...

...they favored relatives

and the ones with references.

Duffer actors snatched the

opportunity with the help of money.

Galti (mistake). Galti.

You said duffer and father called.

See you, uncle. l will make a move.

l made a mistake.

See you, uncle.

- Galti.

No problem, father.

l will come and talk to you.

So, where was l?

You were talking about duffer actors.

Look, Vij.

l don't want you to

nature this desire...

...and live a life of

poverty and helplessness.

l want you to be a doctor.

You should become a doctor

and join BSF.

And treat our country's soldiers..

who get injured at the battlefield.

To serve our country

is our family history.

That is why l don't give

all my time to my house...

...but used to it to serve the nation.

Son, you, too, should do the same.

l can send you abroad.

l can start a business for you.

l have started factories

and made a lot of wealth...

...but l am still

called an illiterate.

lt hurts whenever

someone calls me illiterate.

Son, get rid of this label on me.

Become a doctor just once.

That is it.

Father, you just sign over here.

Sign? l will try.

Son...

My hands still shiver

whenever l sign.

l can't write a single

alphabet properly.

l will sign.

Just a minute.

Wow. Wow.

Three monkeys of

their respective fathers.

Now you are acting so innocent.

As if you are very obedient sons.

Didn't you think about this when

instead of medical college's form...

...you got them to sign

on art college's form?

Scoundrels, you made

me miss my father.

You ruined my mood again.

l think we will have

to drink some more.

Come on. Come on.

Brother, stop your lectures.

We have to go to

college day after tomorrow.

l wonder what lectures

we will get to hear there.

Welcome to arts college.

l am Satyawadi.

Principal Satyawadi.

l will help you

fulfill all your dreams.

But let me also tell you

that teaching is my profession.

But spying is my hobby.

lt is my passion to find and

get rid of the bad habits...

...and lies among my students.

- What is it?

Look there.

l see better than an owl...

...and can smell better than a fox.

Pinky's sister is here.

Yes.

- Yes.

l hate lies.

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