Raman Raghav 2.0 Page #3

No. But these are just lying here.

You want them for free?

Want one smashed on your head?

How about it'?

Totally free?

I'll get you the color tomorrow.

Promise!

You shouldn't get into fights...

If you're polite,

and keep your voice low...

Nobody will pick on you.

Why are you here?

Is that your kid?

He's really grown up...

Afraid of me?

Afraid of your own uncle?

Didn't you tell him

that I am his uncle?

Come here, son.

Mommy is going to be

with you in two minutes...

You stay inside. Don't be afraid.

You can't come inside...

Look at my face...

See how they beat me up.

Haven't eaten anything for 4 days...

I've walked all the way here.

You sit out here...

I'll bring the food.

Don't try to come in. Sit down!

I am not a beggar!

I've come to you because

you're my sister.

And you're treating

me like a filthy dog?

I live here. I don't want

your crazy sh*t here.

Keep it low!

I know you live here.

Don't start it here.

Have I ever come to you?

In all these 7 years?

I have a reason this time.

What reason?

Give me some food...

Let me wash up. Give me clean clothes.

I'll be on my way... I have a job.

How did you find my address'?

God is punishing me...

for all my sins!

For the past two years...

your brother's survived

by eating rats.

Wear your own trouser...

My husband's won't fit you.

Are you using my son's toothbrush?

You could have asked.

Coming...

Listen to me...

I've finally found the right man...

He's right at the door...

Please don't say anything

stupid in front of him.

- I beg of you!

- Laxmi!

Yeah...

I beg of you!

I finally have a decent life.

Please don't ruin it!

You won't, right?

No.

- Laxmi!

- I am coming...

Your siblings, right?

Yes

And this is your entire family?

Yes...

My brother lives abroad...

In Sri Lanka.

And my sister's in Dubai.

How sweet!

No matter where you go...

blood ties remain forever.

But your wife doesn't

understand that...

Not a single picture of mine here.

We do have a picture of you...

She's shown it to me...

It's inside somewhere.

Rice or bread?

Whatever there in the fridge...

I'm okay with cold food too.

The way you love your siblings...

She doesn't love me.

My picture is 'inside somewhere'

What love!

What have you done

to deserve her love, Sir?

What do you mean?

She's told me a lot about you...

None of it matters now.

Please have some food...

- Please serve him.

- Go serve him...

No. I have to know

what she's told you.

Or I'm not going to eat.

God bless you child...

What if she's poisoned my food?

I used to feed you

with so much love...

I've lost my appetite.

I'll leave.

He's gone finally...

He is gone.

He won't come back, right?

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