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And you have ruined her life.

- No! No!

I didn't leave school because of you.

I had a seizure.

The day I suffered it, father said

it was because of going to school.

I should stop attending school.

What are you saying?

- Yes.

Really? A fit?

Mahadev.

- Yes.

Mahadev!

- Who is it?

Brother?

- Did you write my letter?

I was just writing your letter.

- Hey smart aleck!

Don't slack on my job.

The consequence will be bad.

Got it?

- Yes.

I know what you do

pretending to write letters.

...fooling around with

the women of the village.

No brother, she is a sister!

- Sister?

Someone's.

Write the letter quickly and send it to the

Collector. - All right.

Or else your ink... Where is your ink?

- Right here! I have the ink.

I'll smear it on your face and

take you on an election procession.

Okay. - Okay? Write it well,

use strong language.

The collector should sh*t in

his pants reading it. - Okay.

Or else, you will sh*t in your pants.

Hurry up! - Sit, Uncle.

- I'm already seated. Okay.

Writing letters seems

like a dangerous job.

Why did you choose this profession?

I didn't choose it.

It chose me.

I graduated from Satna college.

And returned to the village

since I didn't get a job.

And went back to our vegetable stall.

Mother said education

had made me quite useless.

It was only Lallan's mother

who used my knowledge.

Aunt, you're back?

Your son neither replies

nor sends any money.

But you still make me write to him.

What else can I do?

Monsoon will be here soon.

My house wall is crumbling.

If my son sends some money

then something can be done.

But you write those letters

with such little interest.

...it doesn't affect him one bit.

No, aunt, I...

- Why are you denying it?

If you can't solve my problem...

...then what's the use of

your useless degrees.

Aunt, give me one more chance.

Today I will write a letter

that will make a miracle happen!

Wait, I'll be back.

Until then I would write letters

without my own feelings.

Only words that I had

learnt mechanically in school.

I decided that now I would put

my emotions into my letter.

'I wrote the letter for about an hour.'

'I gave the example of

Lord Ram and Shravan...

...who sacrificed so much for his parents.'

'I also added a dialogue

from a Shah Rukh Khan film.'

'There is some value to a mother's love.'

'You should find happiness

in your mother's happiness.'

'And sorrow in her sorrow.'

'Your grieving mother.'

That's it. The letter worked.

Aunt's son, Lallanprasad...

...immediately sent a money

order for 500 rupees.

Aunt was really happy.

And she told everyone

that there was magic in my words...

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