বউ-দি (Bou-Di) : The Cracked Eggs
Written, directed and produced by SANJIB NATH
FINAL Chapter: Story of perversion vs emotion
9. INT. VIKAS’S ROOM – EVENING
Vikas walks with Swajal till the main gate and talks for a while. One kid is playing on the road with a bicycle tire and a wooden stick; he is running the tire by hitting it with the stick. One street hawker is walking on the road with his rickshaw van loaded with plastic jewelleries, toys, utensils, etc. Vikas and Swajal talks for a while near the gate till gets dark in the evening.
…or asol naam ki chhilo ke jane?
Sobai Mukku bolei refer kore!
Taa hobe, 70-80 bachhor.
Dharma-palli-r lokera emon khepe giyechhilo,
Je Mukku’ke sobai mile dhore or…
HAWKER (in local language)
Sakha, churi, tip, khelna…
Shunechhi je mahokuma pulish-o
kichhu korte pareni.
Gramer lokera oke
dharma-palli-r bairei berote deyni!
Gram-er gondir modhye jail-er mato thakto.
Gram-er manusher ghrina-r drishti
Aar atmoglani sojhyo korte na pere,
baar du’ek suicide korte gechhilo!
Kintu, Gram-er lokera shahore chikitsa koriye
Bachiye pherot enechhilo…
Narok jantrona bhuge bhuge
Kichhu bachhor aage morechhe!
Mukku kono naam na,
Mukku sobar samne ekta example!
Ami bhabtam tui iarki marchhis.
jani na tor mone ki ache,
Tension niyo na bondhu.
Kaalke melay dekhti ekbar,
Kemon kore amar haat dhore chhilo!
Chokh bandho kore bojha jay…
Tachhara, tor oi Shibu’dai to
Pathiyechhilo amar songe!
SWAJAL (whispers in anger)
Pagol hoye gechhis!
Amar kotha gulo tor kachhe bekar lagchhe?
Ekta kotha mone rakhis…
Hya hya, ami mone rakhbo,
Toder oi respect aar values-er kotha!
Aar tuio dekh,
Toder oi soti Tulsi
Amar songe kemon dirty game khele…
You proud brat!
Nijer oi manosik bikriti theke beriye aay,
ami bhule jaabo je, tui amar bondhu…
VIKAS (satire smile)
shanti Swajal, shanti.
Take care man!
Swajal, with anger, goes out of sight driving his motorcycle. Vikas comes back to his room.
Vikas, in the bright evening light, looks at Tulsi’s house before entering into his room. He becomes upset after not seeing her around and stops in front of his half way closed door. As soon he enters into his room, someone pulls him inside and pushes the door to close it.
The door couldn’t get closed fully and a thin line between door slabs make the inside little bit visible. Vikas, closely stands with Tulsi supporting the door, is visible from the thin door gap.
TULSI (artificial anger)
Tumi ki bolchhile,
Swajal’ke? Ki niye?
Koi, Kichhu na to!
Ki mone karo?
Ami to emni…
Sedin-o to bandhu’der khub bolchhile,
“Vikas aar jaai koruk na keno,
Eto baro paap korte parbo na”!
Dibbi je Vikas balchho?
Sobar samne Bikash keno balo?
Amar aar ki?
Ki bhaabo? Kichhu bujhi na?
Bojho to, na bojhar bhaan keno karo?
Vikas pulls Tulsi very close to him holding her hands. Tulsi gets closer to him and the door think gap increases little bit more. Vikas squeezes her in his arms very tightly. Tulsi’r lips are almost touching his lips. Vikas kisses on Tulsi’s lips. Tulsi artificially tries to get rid of Vikas.
Ki karchho, chaaro!
Vikas holds her tightly and kisses her passionately on her lips, cheeks, neck. Tulsi slowly gets involved, closes her eyes, holds his arms tightly, then tightly holds his back and shoulder with her fingers and nails. Tulsi’s breathings get deeper! Vikas drags her on his bed and places himself on Tulsi. Vikas and Tulsi’s legs start getting involved in erotic game and make movement. He rolls on hos bed to take Tulsi on him. Suddenly Vikas falls down from his bed on the floor.
10. INT. VIKAS’S ROOM – EVENING
Vikas comes out from his dream of afternoon sleep after falling down from bed. Excited Vikas falls down on the floor. He moves his hand in the evening darkness to find out the bed switch comes out from the main switch board with an extension wire hanging on the wall. He switches on the light.
Vikas, with sleepy eyes, in unprepared condition, seating on the floor, looks at the closed door. Then he, with uncomfort, looks at his wet bermuda pant and expresses his irritation.
He hears Tulsi’s voice asking for help. He gets up and opens the door immediately. Then he stops, looks at his pant with irritation, wears a loose jeans pant on top of his bermuda, and goes out from his room in hurry.
11.INT.SHIBRAJ’S HOUSE-YARD/ROOM - EVENING
Shibraj, in a complete drunken state and uncontrolled way, walks towards the yard and falls down near Vikas’s room. Tulsi comes out from the kitchen hearing the sound. She tries to pull Shibraj to make him stand. After failing to do so, she calls Vikas.
Bikash, O Bikash,
Ekhane eso na!
Vikas wears jeans pant on top of his wet bermuda and comes out of his room. He runs towards Shibraj after seeing him fallen down on the yard. Vikas and Tulsi hold Shibraj to get him up and bring him into their bed room. Then they make him lie down on the bed. Shibraj in drunken state and Tulsi, out of care and anger, continues speaking while they bring Shibraj into their bed room.
Keno aisab chai-bhasyo gelo?
Amar ki dukhya hoy na?
Amio ki khete shuru karbo?
Ami ki ichhe kore khaai?
(showing his left chest)
Ai to tui ese gechhis!
Amar aar kono chinta nei.
Shibu’da haat-ta din,
Ai je, uthun uthun…
Ohh.. otho ektu dhore,
Ahh… chal bhai…
Tumi kotha bolo na…
Kotha? kothaai to bola hoy na!
Or songe, thik kore?
Kotha bolbo ghare giye…
Duto kothai Jodi na…
Vikas and Tulsi literally pull him on his bed and make him lie down. Shibraj’s voice slows down, becomes less understandable. He slowly gets asleep. Vikas continues standing there in an uncomfortable situation. Tulsi looks at Shibraj in a very caring and hopeless way for a while. Then, she talks to Vikas.
O erakom chhilo na.
Amader gram-e keu erakom noy.
Hote pare na!
Gato barer aager Pujoy…
Train-e kore bari phirchhilo,
amar deor, or bhai,
Station-e dhokar mukhe
Matha ekta pathorer opor pore,
Tears come out from Tulsi’s eyes. She cannot control herself and cries out. She weeps for a while holding part of her saree on mouth. Then she, after wiping her tears with her saree, controls herself and continues describing to Vikas in a less attentive mental state.
Ekahner haaspatal-e to kichhu holo na,
Gari jogar kore,
Kolkata niye jete jete…
or ai sab shuru!
Emnite amader gram-e kono baro utsab-tutsab chhara
Keu esab choy na!
Dukhyo ki amar hoy na?
Jal-janto chhele-ta porte gelo,
Aar phirlo na!
Buk phete jaay…
Samporke deor holeo,
Nijer bhai-er theke beshi chhilo.
Oi ghar-ta Debu’r chhilo.
amra bhara ditam naki tai?
Kintu tomake dekhe…
O’ke chinta korte dekhlei,
Debu moja kore balto,
“Aar chinta korben na Shibraj’da,
Ami ese gechhi”
Prathom jedin anumoti-patro banate
Tumi bari esechhile,
Tumio kathaay kathaay oi kothai bollechhile…
tomar kothata kaane jetei,
saamne jeno Debu dariye…
tai tomar dharma-palli-te thakte kono
samosya hoy ni!
Tanahole, bairer keu eto sahoje…
tumi kichhu mone koro na,
amra hoyto tomake
Na na, emni-tei ami…
Ki sab bhebe…
Aar amake, ai sab bole
Choto koro na boudi…
Vikas moves a bit towards the window and accidentally touches the glass kept on the window shelf. Glass falls down on the floor and breaks (signifies breaking his ego).
Tulsi nodes her head and moves her eyes to indicate not to worry about the broken glass. Shibraj moves a bit and turns towards them. He turns his head slightly and asks Vikas…
Aarey Vikas, tumi?
Tomar boudi, eto emotional!
VIKAS (in agony)
Aar chinta korben na Shibraj’da,
Ami… ese gechhi!
Vikash, in tremendous mental agony, slowly moves backward to reach near the door. He looks at Tulsi once. Then turns and goes out. Tulsi, with tears in her eyes, smiles looking at Vikas.
12.EXT.BANK OF THE POND – EVENING
(Note: parallel edit with previous scene)
Vikas walks towards the pond. He, in the mild orange sunset light of evening, sees a young lady taking bath in the pond. Her towel (gamcha) is kept neatly on the ground near the water.
He goes near to the bank (ghat) of the pond and slowly enters into the water. He stands inside the pond water for a long time. His neck is under the water. He looks at the sky and closes his eyes. Slowly he sinks his head inside the water.
He takes out his head after a while from the far end of the pond and slowly swims back towards the bank of the pond.
He notices the young lady is not there in the bank, but surprisingly the rickshaw driver is cleaning himself into the pond water. Vikas sees the same towel (gamcha) in the same place. He looks at the rickshaw driver while nearing towards the bank and starts talking to him.
Tui kakhon eli?
Kheyal kori ni to!
Ami to kakhon thekei achhi!
Seriously, kakhon eli?
Ekhane to ekjon mohila chhilen!
Ke jaane, lokhyo korini oi bhabe!
Rickshaw drives smiles looking at him. His smile indicates happiness for being able to avoid looking at the lady. Vikas too understands the meaning of his smile. He comes near bank and stands on the pond ground where water level touches his chest.
Sikhya ki sab somay
Nijer abhigyata thekei hoy?
Dekhe sikhte parle
Theke sekhar dorkar ki?
Ai Mukku’ke dekhe gota desher sekha uchit!
Hya, Swajal-er kachh theke
Mukku’r bepar-ta janlam.
Ai gram-e emon ghatona?
Oi ghatona ghot-te hoto.
Amader jante hoto,
Lagam chhara raag
Aar niyontron hara mon
manush-ke dhonsher pothei niye jaay!
Amader bujhte hoto,
Manobikata aar mulyabodh-er sikhya
Ekta unnoto somajer kaathamo!
Sei sikhya nijeder modhye simito na rekhe,
Baireo prochar kora dorkar.
Sei songe amader sikhte hoto,
Kibhabe nijeder surokhito raakhte hobe.
Oi ghatona amader jonye ekta sikhya,
Mukku’s bhuler jonye,
baa onya-der learning-er jonye,
taake keno suffer korte holo?
Suffer ki shudhu tar?
Aar Mittir babu’r?
Ekjon baba’r chokher samne meyer dharshon!
Karmer hisab bojha duruho!
Mallika-debi-r jetuku bhoganti,
se hoyto tar kono jonmer kormo-phal…
Ekta rape victim,
Jetuku bhoganti bolchho!
Mittir babu, amader Bharatendu Mitra,
Tenar kothay –
Kono meye-ke Jodi rastay kukur-e kamray,
Tahole ki tar deho apobitro hoy,
Naki morjyada nosto hoy?
Tahole, ekhono somaj keno
aar morjyada niye prashno tulchhe?
Morjyada tader jaoya uchit,
Jara ghore-baire meyeder asomman korchhe,
Manobikatar dharshon kore cholechhe.
Sei prochar-i shuru korechhilen
Sei sikhyar joyar ekhon baiye cholechhen
Mallika aar Sujay - onaader chhele,
Amader Kajal-Dada babu.
Bujhei uthte parchhi na,
Eke ki kothin poristhiti balbo,
Naki sahoj somadhaan balbo!
Sab-i tar khela!
Tomar eto adhyatikota!
Amader sabar modhyei sei gyan achhe.
Amra chailei sat aar soja
Gyan-e cholte pari.
Tomar prashno ki amar
Jibikar dike ingit korchhe?
Tumi eto ki kore jaano?
Nijer bhitore takiye dekho,
Sab khela oi aham aar om-er maaje!
He looks at the cows having grass near the pond, gets out of the water and wipes his body with the towel (gamcha) kept on the ground. He looks towards the cows and starts walking towards them.
Vikas gets out too from the water looks at him. He pampers the cows and starts walking. Cows follow him. He tells Vikas without looking at him while leaving the place.
Ami ke seta tomar kajer proshno noy.
Tomar khoj eta,
Je tumi ke!
Vikas, son of Mr. Akash Kumar…
Son of a … gay!
Ekjon samokami purusher
samajikatar bhoyer phal?
Protiti muhurto amake kure kure khay!
Aar mathar modhye byango aar upohas-era
Khocha dite thaake,
Aaro meyer songe sharirik samparko,
Ekta bhoy sarakhyon tara kore beray,
Amio Jodi gay hoye jaai…
Arekta berthyo Akash!
Tumi to Akash-er khoj karchho?
Tomar khoj tomake niye,
Tomar baba-r otit niye noy!
Baba-r otit aar berthota ghete
Bhagobaner uddeshyer amorjyada koro na!
Baba-r bhalobasay lukiye ache sab uttor…
Tini amader sakoler modhye
Puropuri bhaabe royechhen!
Nijer bhitore sei take khojo…
Bhalobasa diye jachai karo!
Khela Om aar Ahom-er!
Om-er khela ekatmo-tay.
Aar ahom holo MAYA.
Ja dekhchho, anubhab karchho,
E sab-i tar astitwer proman…
He leaves the place, but his words continue echoing in Vikas’s mind. He continues looking at the rickshaw driver and his cows. Vikas, in a deep thought, starts remembering his childhood and past memories to find the answer "who am I?".
[ FLASHBACK ]
1) INT. BED ROOM - AFTERNOON
Beside dressing table, Vinita is sitting on a bean bag with her diary and a pen. She is sliding the pen in between her fingers. Pen ball goes near to the dairy page, touches the page and comes up without writing anything. Only one ink dot is visible on the page. Vinita looks angry and disturbed. She thinks for sometime, then hesitantly writes incomplete sentence
LIFE IS ALL ABOUT SOMEONE’S PAST…
and continues looking into it emotionlessly.
2)INT.BED ROOM - AFTERNOON
Vinita is sitting in her bed room on the same bean bag. She has the diary and pen in her hand. Vikas slowly enters into her room with an unhappy look and sits on the other bean bag near Vinita.
Baby, come here.
Ma-er kachhe eso!
Vinita spreads her hands and takes Vikas on her laps.
Kothay chhili etokhon?
Aar amar baby-ta ki korchhilo
VIKAS (after a silence)
Mom, ekta kotha balbo?
Ekta keno, eksho-ta kotha balbe
Amar Vikash sona.
Sokale, Papa bazar theke esei
tomay dimer kotha-ta bolechhilo.
Tumi shuntei pao ni?
Bolechhilo? Ami kheyal korini.
Ektu jore bolle hoyto petam!
Mom, Papa bolechhilo…
Kintu shonoi ni takhon.
Tumi rege gele kichhui shono na!
Amar kothao to shunle na takhon.
Vikas starts crying.
3) INT. DRAWING ROOM - MORNING
Akash comes back to home after shopping. He has couple of bags full of vegetables, groceries, milks, curds, eggs, puja flower, etc hanging in his fingers. He enters into the drawing room by opening the door pushing by his left leg. He keeps the bags inside the kitchen and tells to his wife Vinita
Vini, ekta-duto dim bodh hoy
Dim-er packet-ta aage ber kore niyo,
Nahole sab dirty hoye jaabe!
The drawing room TV was on and some music channel was running songs in high volume. Vinita was busy preparing apple shake in her mixi. She doesn't concentrate on his talk and continues making the shake. Akash comes out of the kitchen and sits on the sofa in front of the TV. He changes the channel and starts watching a movie. His son Vikas comes out from kitchen and sits with Akash in front of him on sofa and starts watching TV. Akash gently starts running his fingers in Vikas's hair.
Papa, oi Anik ache na,
O cartoon dekhar kotha bolchhilo!
Ok. Kintu ekhon na…
ekhon Viku baba-r songe paper porbe!
Vikas gets up and brings the newspaper. While coming back towards Akash, he starts reading the front page tile of the article about the gay IPC 377.
“SC Makes Homosexuality A Crime Again”
He comes to Akash and sits near him along with the newspaper.
SC ki papa?
Eta boro-der topic papa.
chalo khelar khabor pori…
Amader to ekhon sex education class
shuru hoye gechhe school-e!
Oh, tai naki?
Tahole tumi-i balo…
Sexuality maane to jani,
Kintu homo-ta ki?
Tahole crime keno?
Dujan same gender-er
manuss-er modhye bhalobasa.
bhalobasa crime hoy naaki tai?
Ai-je ami Anik-ke bhalobasi,
Tomra to chhoto.
Ei aayin to baro-der jonye!
Achha dharo, ami aar Anik
baro hoye gechhi,
aar dujon dujonke bhalobasi.
4)EXT.COLLEGE CAMPUS - DAY
Two young college students (gay couple) are walking in college campus. They are walking holding each other’s hand. They are happily talking and heading towards their class.
5)INT.DRAWING ROOM - MORNING
Tomra dujon bhalo bondhu,
Homosexuality ektu onya rakomer samparko.
Onya rakom mane?
Ai ami aar tomar Mom,
Amra songe achhi, songsar korchhi.
Serakom, jodi duto chhele,
ki duto meye…
Jodi dujone eksonge thake?
6)INT.SMALL ROOM - MORNING
Same two young college students (gay couple). Living in a small room. One is preparing breakfast and the other one is neatly folding their dresses and under garments.
Both finishes their work and have breakfast together in the small table near the window. They show care and compassionate love for each other through their actions while having breakfast.
7) INT. DRAWING ROOM - MORNING
Kintu, setai ba dosher ki?
Dosher kichhui noy!
Bhalo bese eksonge thaka,
Kakhono dosher hote pare na.
Supreme Court keno crime bolchhe?
Eksonge thaka-ke ki bhalobasa-ke
Crime bolchhe na, papa.
Dujon same gender-er manusher-er
Kintu amader teacher je bollo
opposite gender-er modhye hoy.
Setai nature of attraction!
Kintu kichhu manush
same gender-e attracted hoy.
Kintu seta to against nature,
Tai noy ki?
Na, ta thik noy.
Amader Rig-ved-e bolechhe
“Vikriti Evam Prakriti”
ja un-natural bole mone hoy,
Tao aasole natural.
Sab-i bhagobaner srishti.
Tahole ki bhagobaner thekeo
Supreme Court baro, papa?
Baro choto-r bepar noy, sona.
Kintu kakhono, somajer bhalor jonye
Bekti-sartho sacrifice korte hoy!
Achha papa, jodi dharo,
duto meye ki duto chele,
Nijerder mato kore,
Bou-bou ki bar-bar hoye,
Kintu kauke disturbe na kore…
Tahole, somajer ki khoti?
8) INT. SMALL ROOM – EARLY MORNING
Same two young college students (gay couple). Living in a small room. Sleep under same quilt.
Get up from the bed together. Both of them having same gay tatu (pink triangle inside a heart shape) permanently printed on their back side shoulder.
They smile at each other and start daily activities. One opens the window and the other one goes towards the door.
9) INT. DRAWING ROOM - MORNING
AKASH (falsely justifies)
Kauke disturbe korar kotha noy.
Social structure-er kotha.
Achha tumi to class-e reproduction porechho,
Bou-bou ki bar-bar to same gender-er!
Tahole, Baccha hobe ki kore?
Ta hobe na!
Kintu thamma je bolechhilo,
Krittivas Ramayana-e naki lekha ache
Maharaja Dilipa mara jabar par,
Tar Dui rani-r sahobas-e baccha hoyechhilo,
Lord Shiva-r ashirbad-e!
Jini ma ganga-ke prithibite enechhilen.
Tachhara, amader deshe eto population,
Aar bachha na holei to bhalo!
Baccha na hoyata
Population control-er rasta noy sona!
duto chele eksonge thakle
khub marpit hoto.
Ami aar Ankit to ekhoni kato maramari kori,
Baro hole to aaro hoto…
10) EXT. COLLEGE CANTEEN – EVENING
Same two young college students (gay couple). Sitting with another two girls and two guys. They were having fun pulling each other’s legs. One guy (dark complexion) of the gay couple pays more attention to a girl and the other (fair and tall one) gets jealous of that. He starts showing closeness to the guy sitting next to him to take revenge of his partner.
11)INT.SMALL ROOM – LATE EVENING
Same two young college students (gay couple), come back home from college canteen after chatting with other friends. While changing their dresses and wearing comfortable home dresses, they (fair and dark complexion, Arnab and Akash) start arguing for paying extra attention to the other guy and girl respectively. Arnab, being little shy, changing in the room and Akash is changing in the drawing room.
Shortly the argument hits up and they start fighting with each other with full strength. Fighting stops only after one gets injured with a bleeding nose.
Er modhye ragar ki ache shuni?
Ki bhul-ta bolechhi?
Trina dress-ta kemon porechhilo!
Ajker so called modern meye-ra
tight dress pore
Kon sampotti dekhate chaay!
Chele-rao jodi ekhon tight tight pant pore
nijeder sampotti dekhate shuru kore,
Tahole bhalo na bhadro - konta lagbe?
Kotha niye kichhu bolechhi tai?
Shudhu bolle to problem chhilo na!
Maane bujhte parchhis na?
Eto jakhon sokh,
saradin or mathay chaata dhore
ghure beralei paris!
Tui over react korchhis!
Over react korchhi ami?
Keno, or gaaye pata paruk,
Aar poka poruk,
Tor tate ki?
Amar abar ki?
Ami to just poka-take toka mere…
Poka-take toka mere!
Keno, or boy-friend chhilo na
toka marar jonye?
Ato baro gachher daal-ta jakhon,
Tor gaaye abar kakhon parlo?
Dekhechhis, amar dike kheyal rakhar
somay kothay chhilo tor?
Phaltu kotha bolis na!
Porechhilo tor gaaye, shuni?
Porleo to dekhte peti na!
Jodi’r kotha tule tui
jhogra korchhis amar songe!
Aar tui je Tulip-er Dada-ke jhari marchhili,
Besh korechhi maane?
Maane, besh korechhi…
“Besh korechhi” chhara ki tor kachhe
onyo kono uttor thaake na?
Na, thake na!
Thake na to ashis keno kotha bolte,
Jemni baap, temni beta!
Aar ekbar bole dekh…
Thik-i to bolechhi…
Tahole, ai ne…
Arnab kicks a punch on Akash’s nose. Akash holds his nose and turns on the other side and sees bleeding on his palm. He doesn’t day a word to Arnab and goes to the bathroom to clean the nose and blood.
Arnab realizes his mistake and goes to say sorry and help him out. He throws Arnab outside and closes the door from inside and opens the water tap.
Arnab continues knocking the door and requests him to open and show him his nose.
I’m sorry kaashu,
Ami bujhte parini…
Please dorja-ta khol,
Amake dekhte de, katota legechhe.
Aar emni hobe na…
12) INT. DRAWING ROOM - MORNING
Tumi aar Mom to marpit karoi na!
Achha Papa, eta balo,
Ai je duto chhele
Supreme Court-er jonye
biye korte parchhe na,
era ki korbe?
Ki aar korbe!
Bhabo, ekta chhele aar ekta meye
biye korte chaay,
Taholeo to onek somay
tara biye korte pare na.
Tara ki kore?
Hmmm, tao thik.
Kintu oder kasto hobe na,
Se to hobei.
Kintu onek somay bojha muskil hoy
Je konta beshi koster,
Eksonge na thaka-ta,
Naki onyo karo songe thaka-ta.
Nah, kichhu na!
Achha Papa, eta to government rule,
Tahole ki ekhaneo SC/ST-ra chaar paabe?
SC/ST discount, huh…
Their conversation and pampering goes on while Vinita runs her mixer to make apple shake.
Vinita enters into the drawing room with two glasses of apple shake and gives to both of them.
Pran-jurano topic peyechhe,
Cheler songe chorcha korte?
Vini, ki tumi!
Ami to just…
Sab kichhu enechho?
Hya… Ekta room freshener-o enechhi.
VINITA (with satire)
Aachha, aboshyo tumi Jodi na
pink color-er local made kono bottle niye aaso,
like last time!
Vinita leaves the drawing room and enters into kitchen to keep groceries and vegetables in place.
Dekhi ki enechho.
Akash and Vikas start drinking the shake and continues chatting in front of the TV. Vinita takes out the vegetables and groceries one by one and starts keeping into refrigerator and modular cupboards.
Eta ki korechho tumi?
AKASH (from drawing room)
Keno, ki hoyechhe?
Ki abar hobe, dokandar dekhei bujhechhe!
Pocha alu gochhiyechhe!
Ja khushi bolo na!
Bhalo alu chhilo na,
tai alpo enechhi.
baki dokani-ra tomake alu dey na, naki?
Akash doesn't say anything else; he keeps quite and finishes his drink. Vikas takes a sip from her glass and continues watching TV. Vinita starts segregating groceries from the bag. Everything, vegs and grocery packets, look wet and smelling badly. She takes out the paper bag looks completely wet from outside and finds four cracked eggs inside. She quickly takes out the eggs. Her both hands messed up with the egg while and a yolk falls onto the puja flower. By seeing her face anyone can make out how many eggs got cracked.
VINITA (with anger)
Akash, ekhane eso ektu?
Abar ki holo?
Vinita doesn't wait for Akash to come to the kitchen. She comes in front of Akash with the paper bag and stands in between TV and Akash.
Ki holo? Eta ki?
Akash looks at the paper bag and sees the cracked eggs. He keeps quite and looks at Vinita.
Ajke dim-gulo ektu carefully ante parte na?
K’ta dim-i to!
Ebhabe react karchho keno?
Bhagoban tomar ektuo lojjya keno dey ni!
Phata-dim-er kotha bolchhi?
Phul, phal – sab to ashte hoye gelo,
Tomake ki mix kore bheje debo?
Kintu, ghare dhokar somay-ei to tomake bollam je prothome phul-gulo…
Aar kato phaltu bokbe!
Purohit elo bole, ekhon kotha theke abar sab…
During the whole time Vikas was sitting on the sofa, silently. He was little afraid and uncomfortable. His eyes were filled with tears when he comes to Vinita.
Mom, Papa to tomake ballo je…
Tomake kato bar bolechhi je baro-der kathaay interfere korbe na!
Vikas started crying and left the drawing room. He takes stairs towards his room. Vinita continues scolding her husband and dials a number from her mobile and talks to the purohit.
Hello, Thakur moshai…
13) INT. BED ROOM - AFTERNOON
Mom, please tumi shono.
Tomar mone achhe, jedin Papa chicken kebab enechhilo
aar tumi garom korte giye sab puriye phelechhile.
Sedin kintu Papa tomake kichhui bole ni.
Hya, nishchoy mone achhe.
Kintu Mom, tumi eta kheyal karo ni je Papa amake
school theke niye soja bari esechhilo. Tai Papa lunch korar time payni.
Papa lunch koreni, tumi balo ni keno amake? This is bad, tomar Papa-o to bale na!
Jaani Mom. Papa-i bolte baron korechhilo, karon Papa tomake hurt korte chay ni.
Both of them keep quite for a while. Vikas looks at Vinita.
Tomar Papa emni-te bhalo,
Ami-o kharap noi baby!
You know Mom, I love you...
VINITA (wet eyes)
Kintu ki balo-to,
Tears roll down from his eyes, Vinita looks right into Vikas’s eyes to hear his next word.
Ekdin amio… kharap hoye jaabo!!
Vikas bursts in cry. She gets up from her mom's lap and leaves the room immediately. Speechless and shocked Vinita, sitting on the bean bag, watches Vikas leaving. One tear drop comes out from her eye and starts rolling on her cheek. She opens her diary, cross the word ‘ALL’ and continues writing...
LIFE IS ALL NOT ABOUT SOMEONE’S REMINDING PAST.
IT’S ALL ABOUT LIVING THE PRESENT!
14) INT. BED ROOM – NIGHT
Akash enters into the bed room. Vinita was waiting for him. Akash takes his shirt off and goes towards the bed to lie down and rest. Vinita holds his hand and pulls him near to her.
Akash’s naked back side shoulder clearly reveals the pink triangle (inside heart shape) tatu.
Vinita looks at his eyes.
Kintu, tumio jano ami keno tomar songe
Erakom bebohar kori.
Amio, onyo aar pach-joner mato,
Ekta sabhabik sonsar cheyechhilam,
Ekta bou hote cheyechhlam!
Cheyechhilam, ekjon normal husband,
je kina taar bou-er proti attracted hobe,
Ekta straight man!
[ END OF FLASHBACK ]
13. EXT. BANK OF THE POND – EVENING
After a while Vikas, with self realization, gets up from the pond. He slowly walks towards the bank of the pond. He picks up the wallet and affectionately looks at the wallet picture of his with parents. Slowly Vikas starts walking.