Zokkomon

- Hey Kunal, come on and join us!

- Yes man! You mustjoin in.

Hey shortie! Beat me and l'll

treat you to an ice cream.

- Bet!

- Bet!

Good morning, Sir!

Go, Kunal.

- Who wins, brains or brawn!

- Brawn!

- Got you! Got you!

- Kunal... Kunal...

- Yes! - Father Peter

would like to meet you.

l'll have my ice cream

when l return.

Kunal, l've received a letter

from your Uncle and...

... there is something

you should know.

Your Uncle insists that he wants

you to study in the school

run by him in his town.

But Sir, l don't want to go there.

Son, since the last three years

after your parents passed away..

..we have tried to make

this school your home.

But my child... Your Uncle

is your legal guardian.

Sir, please Sir...

Please sir.

There is nothing l can do.

l want to stay here.

Please sir.

Sorry Kunal... l am so sorry.

Far, far away... is a valley

ln that valley... is a town

The days and nights are strange

Everything there is unusual

Lend me your ears listen

to this tale

There's a small town And

the story begins there

All through the year The

seasons are lovely

The streets are lined with

trees and their shade

And flowers on every branch

that never seem to fade

There's a small town And

the story begins there

All through the year The

seasons are lovely

The streets are lined with

trees and their shade

And flowers on every branch

that never seem to fade

The people here know not

about the outside world

This town's thinking is

centuries old

What a town, O Lord

What a town, O Lord

They have joys and sorrows but know

little of the world outside

Their simplicity is their downfall

Those they revere, fool

and betray them

The streets are lined with

trees and their shade

And flowers on every branch

that never seem to fade

The people here know not

about the outside world

This town's thinking

is centuries old

What a town, O Lord!

Though darkness has spread

This deceit shall pass

A new dawn shall come

People will arise

O gentle and meek, hear this!

Here he is... First he was a curse

for his parents, now it's us!

- Bless you! - That's enough...

Baban... take him in.

Son, sit down and stay away

from him... he is jinxed.

Do you think you're royalty!

Your parents send you to school

so that you learn...

... you study, so that we

can make humans out of you.

Backsides up!

And in today's world to

become human you need?

English.

Teacher go fartee.

This means the teacher

has gone to drink tea.

Repeat after me:
Teacher go fartee.

Hey you rabbit, why are you

showing me your teeth.

Sir... it's not teacher go fartee.

''Teacher has gone for tea''

is correct English.

Heard that? The school

belongs to his uncle...

... while the English language

belongs to his aunt.

And himself

- he's royalty.

Now he will teach us English.

Come here.

From Dehradun is he!

An Englishman is he!

To his senses will come he! When

a home grown slap wakes he!

Now he'll go home with a long face

and won't act smart from today.

Kunal...

This is how it is here, Kunal.

Never say anything clever.

Fomenting will help.

He hit me on the other cheek.

Missing your old school

in Dehradun?

The teachers there never beat you?

Did they punish you?

The teachers spoke with a smile?

Do the masters there laugh?

lmpossible! At most, those

masters may smile sometimes.

Here the masters only beat us.

Just because we're small, they

beat us when they want?

They will punish us? Force us

to stand with our hands up?

And we can do nothing!

What can we do? We may want

to do so many things.

But kids are helpless.

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