Ram Lakhan

You've come here in this storm?

I've been watching you for 17 years.

Every morning you come here

to offer milk to Lord Shiva.

Whether heat or cold,

hail or storm.

There must be something.

There has to be a story hidden

behind your mute worship.

Story? Ask him.

...who has written it.

But I want to hear it from you.

This story is incomplete.

When it is completed,

I'll definitely tell you.

It's raining heavily.

Why don't you wait for awhile?

Shut the windows.

Or the water will seep in.

The nursemaid is here.

Everything will be fine.

- Obeisance grandfather.

- Live long Ram. Sit here.

Will my little brother come today?

Yes, your little brother,

Lakhan, will come today.

The sun has risen but

Pratap hasn't returned.

Even I am worried about him.

The poor guy must be worried.

I'll be destroyed, ruined!

The court has sentenced Bhanu and

Bishambar to 4 years imprisonment.

But who will pay their debts?

- You'll have to clear it.

- No, I've never taken loans.

By law, if one partner is imprisoned,

the other repays his debts.

The loans were taken

in the name of your company.

Scoundrels! What was our fault?

That we gave you refuge in our

house because you're my cousins?

Made you partner in the business?

Was that my fault? Answer me!

You kept gambling and smuggling!

Took loans in the company name!

You should have been

sentenced to a dog's death!

Quiet down. Or you too

will be caught by the law!

They have committed a sin

by betraying our trust.

That is why they are being punished.

We will bear the punishment.

You've committed a grave sin by

making them partners in our business.

How will we repay all the loans?

Who will rescue this house

from being mortgaged?

Grandfather, my Lakhan has come!

Lawyer uncle, my Lakhan has come!

Show me my little brother!

Mother, see my little brother!

My two precious jewels.

One is Ram, the other Lakhan!

How did you let them in this house?

Despite knowing what difficulty and

shame we're borne, due to them!

I know my son. I know all.

But you must also not forget

they are my late brother's sons.

They have endured prison.

They must have changed.

They are demons not humans!

Whatever it be. I've given them

permission to stay here for a month.

- Sister-in-law!

- Sister-in-law!

What are you doing?

You're a goddess! Uncle allowed

us to stay here because of you!

How can we repay your obligation?

You are elder to me.

Brothers in this house.

Go upstairs. Your wife

and son are waiting for you.

Look, I've waited for 4 years!

Now my parents won't

keep me at home longer!

Why do you worry? We've arranged

to stay here for another month.

- But after that?

- This house will be ours!

Really?

Pratap is my son. All my property...

Including the fields, house, godown.

Pratap and his sons Ram, Lakhan

will inherit everything.

But it is my desire that

out of the 105 acres land I own...

Bishambar and Bhanu.

- Play with us.

- I will.

I've written down

everything in your will.

Here, sign it.

You wrote this in English.

- I can't read it.

- But you can sign in any language.

- I'll read it if you don't trust...

- No son.

No need for that. What you've

written must be right.

I want you to trust in me completely.

Don't talk like this.

You are Sharma's son.

He wasn't just our lawyer

but almost a family member.

You forgot these sweets.

No!

This is a lie! Deception, conspiracy!

I won't let your plan succeed!

This is no plan. Here is the

will written by your father.

- Signed.

- What's the matter?

Did you hear? They are

showing me a will written by Dad!

According to which all this

property, this house...

...goes to Bishambar and you and

I get that ramshackle cottage.

And 5 acres of land!

You tell me if this is true.

Yes. He himself called me

and asked me to write this.

Do you mean Dad wished to

throw his own son on the road?

I won't believe it even if

God himself comes and tells me!

You have to accept

what's in the will.

You have to leave this house.

We must celebrate Debu's

birthday next week.

It will be celebrated!

And with great pomp!

Mother, I'm very hungry.

It's English.

Should I get milk for

brother from there?

No.

I'm going to get milk.

My stomach is paining.

Wait, I'll come with you.

I'll be back soon.

Have fun!

Sister-in-law!

See what this is.

- These ornaments lying...

- Shall I take some?

They aren't ours.

I'll keep it there.

Good grief! You in my room?

These are my ornaments!

Did you hear? She's robbing you

in bright daylight!

- Listen to me.

- Why are you yelling? What's it?

What is to happen? She was

running away with my ornaments.

...That I caught her.

- No.

I was putting them away safely.

That's what you'll say

now that you're caught!

You are telling lies.

My mother didn't steal.

There speaks the son of a thief!

Hold her while I call the police!

Have you all gone mad?

Would I steal?

In a condition like yours women

sell themselves not just steal!

May you be ruined!

First she tells lies.

Then she abuses my mother!

- Hitting a woman!

- Hitting a child!

Listen to this rascal!

- Give this to me. Get out!

- No! Let go!

B*tch went into my wife's room

and was stealing her ornaments!

Don't you dare step

in this house again!

Understood, you witch!

How dare you! Bastard!

You hit my wife! Let go of me!

Rascal! Scoundrel!

Fight with a man!

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