Working Title: BASTAR by Mohit Priyadarshi
Working Title: BASTAR by Mohit Priyadarshi
Working Title: BASTAR by Mohit Priyadarshi
By
Mohit Priyadarshi
REAL EVENTS
Email:
priyadarshi.mohit@gmail.com
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CHAPTER ONE
A visual cue will connect this short sequence with the next
scene in the film.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 2.
SONI
(still half asleep)
Kya kar raha hai?
BHAJJU
Somari ko leke jaana hai na aaj.
Phir exams aane waale hain.
SONI
(suddenly more alert)
Bapu bola?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 5.
FADE IN:
Editors chamber of Aawazs office. It is a small and
extremely untidy room, reminiscent of run-down businesses
with little financial flex. Stacks of newspapers are piled
all over the place. An old almirah gapes at the camera from
one side while the ancient fan makes the calender on the
wall flutter slowly, making it gasp for its last breath.
Directly below the fan is placed a wooden table, with two
plastic chairs on either side. The table is populated with
some newspaper clippings, some papier-mch, a globe and a
desktop monitor, and some photos of what appear to be
victims of state violence.
On one side of the table sits RAVI (early 40s), the
editor-in-chief of his newspaper. He is a short bald man,
and wears spectacles. The crest of the newspaper is painted
on the wall behind the Editor. On it is written the
newspapers motto: SATTA SE SAWAL
In one corner of the room, placed diagonally to where the
editor is sitting, is an old-school TV. We do not see what
is playing on the screen, but the voice is of a local news
anchor talking about yet another case of "fake encounter" in
an Adivasi village.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 6.
RAVI
(mocking Prabhat)
Sach dikhana hai na, sir?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 7.
PRABHAT
Ravi sir, ek bahut zaruri story ke
liye call aaya hai. Mujhe nikalna
padega.
RAVI
(picking up the report in his
hand)
Aur is story ka kya hoga?
But Prabhat has already left the office, leaving Ravi
red-faced.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 8.
SONI
Subah Somari ko lekar Kirandul gaya
tha. Bapu usko Somari ko bechne k
liye bola tha.
PRABHAT
Is gaon mein naxali aate hain?
Bhajju kabhi gaya hain camp mein?
SANGRAM
Mera beta naxali nahi hai.
Prabhat, realizing there is not much more to be gleaned from
there, casts one final look at Sangram before deciding to
return. Soni stops him in his tracks.
SONI
Kahan ja rahe ho? Bhajju bhaiya
kahan hai?
PRABHAT
Mujhe nahi pata. Tumhara naam kya
hai?
SONI
Soni.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 9.
PRABHAT
(speaks loud enough for
Sangram to hear)
Shayad police station mein rakha
hoga.
SONI
Main bhi chalungi.
Before Prabhat can say anything, Sangram gets up and walks
menacingly towards Soni. He takes her by the arm and tells
her she is not going anywhere.
SANGRAM
Kahi nahi ja rahi hai tu. Tu ghar
ja, main tere bhai ko lekar aata
hoon.
Soni does what her father tells her to do and heads towards
the village.
S. RAJA
(flattering his senior)
Haan sir.. bas sir, usi pe kaam kar
rahe hain.. Aap bilkul tension mat
lijiye, woh sab hum dekh
lenge..Theek hai sir, theek hai..
Aap bas thoda mera bhi dekh lijiye
sir..
At this moment, Sangram and Prabhat enter the police
station. Prabhat leads Sangram. The latter is too nervous on
entering the police station, and casts a hopeful glance
around the police station looking for Bhajju. But his son is
nowhere to be seen.
Prabhat takes the seat in front of Raja, but Sangram appears
worried. Prabhat gestures Sangram to sit next to him.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 10.
PRABHAT
Namaste sir. Yeh Sangram Budhia
hai, inka beta hai Bhajju. Usko aaj
subah police ne Kirandul se utha
liye. Usi ke silsile mein puchtach
karne aaye the.
RAJA
(ignoring his question)
Kya re Prabhat. Aaj kal bahut bada
aadmi ban gaya hai. Suna hai tere
kaam ke charche Dilli tak ho rahe
hain?
PRABHAT
Kya bol rahe hai Raja sahab? Hum
toh chote se patrkar hai, main toh
bas jo dekhta hoon wahi likhta
hoon.
RAJA
Humare baare mein kya likh raha
hai, bhai.. aur bhi patrkar hain
yahaan par, bas tu hi jisko police
ka koi kaam nahi dikhta.
PRABHAT
Sir, main toh bas Bhajju ke baare
mein puchne aaya tha. Garib log
hain sir yeh log, ek hi beta hai
unka. Usko chor dijiye.
At this point, Sangram folds his hands and leans forward,
almost as if begging Raja to let his son go.
SANGRAM
Ek hi ladka hai, sahab.
RAJA
(sniggers mockingly)
Humare chaar jawaan mare the na IED
blast mein. Prabhat, tujhe toh pata
hoga yaar? (Pause) Ek hi bomb tha.
A constable who is standing next to Raja chuckles under his
breath but when Raja turns to look at him, he stops
immediately.
PRABHAT
Sir, is ladke ka us blast se kya
lena dena?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 11.
RAJA
Woh toh tum batao Prabhat.. Tum
patrkar ho..
Now, Sangram almost leaps to Rajas feet. Raja pushes him
away, although not too violently.
RAJA
Chalo, chalo.. kya hai yeh sab?
Prabhat helps Sangram get back to his feet and takes him
away from the police station.
BHAJJU
(confused)
Kaun sa plan sahab?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 12.
RAJA
Tujhe nahi pata? Kis division mein
kaam karta hai re tu?
BHAJJU
Sahab, main kisi division mein nahi
hoon. Main daswi class mein padhta
hoon...
RAJA
Dekh, seedhe seedhe bata de, tere
naxali doston ne sab kuch ugal diya
hai, samjha?
BHAJJU
(defiantly)
Mera koi naxali dost nahi hain.
Just as Bhajju says this, Raja slaps Bhajju violently across
the face. It is a sudden outburst from a man pretending to
be friendly to someone he does not like.
Saying this, Raja walks back to the door and calls out his
constables. Two of them enter the room and walk menacingly
towards Bhajju.
CREATE FEAR: Use hammer, show some other way of scaring
Bhajju into confessing.
They strip him naked and charge him with lathi blows. Bhajju
howls in pain.
13.
PRABHAT
Haan, uska baap gaya tha mere
saath.
Saira madam, aapko kal aana hi
padega, nahi toh pata nahi ladke ke
saath kya karenge.
SANGRAM (contd)
yeh police waale apne aap ko.
Bhajju..
He collapses as he says this. Soni runs towards her father
to see if he is okay. The two men are trying their best to
bring him to the hut but he keeps screaming, rending the
quiet night air. But Sangram has a few more things to say.
SANGRAM
Bhajju wahin pe hai.. Main uska
baap hoon..
Naxali.. naxali bolte hain humko
madarchod. Aur saale bachchon ko
maarte hain.. Mere bete ko pakad
liya.. Usne kya bigada hai kisi
ka..
FADE OUT:
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 17.
PRABHAT
Theek hai, madam.
SAIRA
Aur agar usse bhi kuch nahi hota
hai toh phir Article 97 ke tahat
application file karenge lower
court mein. (checking something in
the phone directory, drafting an
appeal on her computer.)
SAIRA
(looks up as she sends the
email)
Aur Shashi se mile the tum?
PRABHAT
Haan madam. Usko bhi bahot torture
kar rahe hain.
Aap toh jaanti hi hain, humara
parivar bhi ek dusre ke kareeb hai.
Tu uski behen aksar ghar aati rehti
hai. Par main kya bolun? Humko toh
is sarkar ne goonga kar diya hai.
(lost for words)
Jo journalists apna kaam karte
hain, woh jail me sar rahe hain.
Nahi toh wahi nanga naach. Bache
humare jaise log, toh unko toh
darane ki koshish jaari hi hai.
SAIRA
Par tum toh nahi daroge?
PRABHAT
Kya hi darein? Ab toh is jung mein
jhulus hi rahe hain.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 18.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 19.
FADE OUT:
CHAPTER TWO
FADE IN:
The Dantewada district court. It is very different from the
courts one sees in the cities. They are fewer people here,
while the building is also spread out because of the space
available in these semi-urban districts. The quietness of
the court contrasts with the violence of the everyday life
here.
It is sunnny, but it is still pleasant. A few men in lawyer
robes can be seen entering in and out of the main entrance.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 20.
SAIRA
Not only has this 16-year-old been
subjected to intense torture ---
Ravish, the polices attorney, objects.
RAVISH
Objection, my honour. The accuseds
lawyer has just cooked up this
accusation. The accused was never
tortured.
JUDGE
Objection sustained. Saira ji,you
cannot make up things without
proof.
SAIRA
But sir, I am not making it up. It
is right there for all to see. Look
at the scars on his neck. His body
is full of them.
JUDGE
(waving )
All that has already been accounted
for. Please refrain from using the
word "torture" again.
SAIRA (contd)
school going boy who was due to
appear for his 10th exams. To prove
this, I would like to call the
principal of Bhajjus school,
Somnath Raju, to the witness stand.
JUDGE
Call Somnath Raju to the witness
stand.
SAIRA
How long have you been the
principal of the school?
SOMNATH
8 years.
SAIRA
Is Bhajju a student of your school?
SOMNATH
Yes.
SAIRA
Which class does he study in?
SOMNATH
10th
SAIRA
So that means he would have
appeared for the 10th Boards this
year had he not been arrested?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 22.
SAIRA
There is no conjecture, this is the
truth. I dont know what the
prosecuting attorney is going on
about.
JUDGE
Ravish ji, I dont see any reason
for Saira ji not to ask that
question. You may continue, madam.
SAIRA
Thank you, sir. (turning back to
face Somnath) So Bhajju would have
given his 10th exams if he was not
arrested?
SOMNATH
Yes.
SAIRA
Somnath ji, how can say that with
certainty?
SOMNATH
I have submitted the relevant
documents, including his admit card
for the exams.
The judge goes through them and asks his clerk to note down
the important points.
SAIRA
What kind of a student is Bhajju?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 23.
SOMNATH
He was hard-working. He did well in
school.
SAIRA
Did you ever have a feeling that he
was mixing with what the police
call "naxal" elements?
SOMNATH
I dont even know what that means.
But I have never seen Bhajju mixing
up with many people. He usually
stays to himself and his family.
SAIRA
Thank you, Somnath ji. Thats all,
your honour.
The judge asks Ravish if there is anything that he wishes to
address, but Ravish simply nods in the negative after
exchanging a glance with SI Raja.
JUDGE
You may now descend from the
witness stand, Somnath ji.
Somnath Raju descends from the stand and takes his seat in
the crowd of people watching the proceedings, and they are
not many.
SAIRA
Your honour, it is amply clear this
is a case of mistaken identity. The
police were looking for someone
else, who they claim to be
30-year-old. Bhajju is not that
person. Not only is his fathers
name different, we have proved that
he was a 16-year-old at the time of
the incident who was preparing for
his Board exams. So I please pray,
your honor, to transfer his case to
the juvenile board.
JUDGE
Ravish ji, do you have something to
say?
RAVISH
Sir, we cannot ascertain the
identity of the individual in a
sensitive case like this with such
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 24.
RAVISH (contd)
ease. Naxalis have a very shrewd
way of getting out of trouble, and
it is evident that this juvenile
drama is just a means for the
accused to escape police custody.
So I request you to let his case be
tried here instead of the juvenile
board.
The judge, after pondering over the documents and the
arguments for some time, reads out his decision.
JUDGE
From the facts on hand, it appears
probable that the police has made a
mistake in determining the right
age of the accused. Although it
cannot be said with any guarantee
that Bhajju is not responsible for
the crimes charged against him, the
court believes that he was a
juvenile at the time of the
incident. So I order, with the
powers vested in me, that Bhajjus
case be transferred to the juvenile
board.
As the judge says this, a sense of relief washes over
Sairas face. She stands up, collects her things, and looks
at Bhajju in an affectionate manner. Bhajju returns his
gratitude with a slight smile, although he is not overtly
expressive about it.
The judge walks past the sunlit columns outside the court.
S. Raja is waiting, pinned to one of the pillars. He
suddenly makes himself visible to the judge, almost
surprising him. Saira, Soni and Sangram can be seen in the
background while Judge and Raja and have a conversation in
the foreground.
JUDGE
(mocking tone)
Kanoon maana andha hai par bakri ko
gaaye mat banaya karo tum log.
Humari kuch toh izzat rakho.
Raja is feeling embarrassed, but he is raging inside because
his incompetence to even formulate a fake case conclusively
has been identified by the judge.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 25.
RAJA
(suppressing his anger)
Sorry sir.
JUDGE
Tumne kuch kaam hi nahi kiya is
par. Bas soch liya ki hai hum hai
toh ho jaayega.
The judge leaves after saying this. Raja stays there for a
couple of seconds watching him go, and then turns to leave.
He walks with a stride that betrays his anger. He is
obviously embarrassed and raged with what has happened in
the court.
Raja then strides out of the theka, and starts his bike
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 26.
RAJA
(pointing up, whispers)
Madarchod, Bastar ko naxal-mukt hum
banayenge.
BHAJJU
Sir...
Bhajju screams in agony as Raja inserts the iron nail under
his nails and then pushes them with a hammer.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 28.
RABINDRA (contd)
ek andar ki baat batayein aapko..
Hume toh biwi ne kaha ki har saal
ek chakkar to lagana hi chahiye..
The second man keeps nodding, smiling.
RABINDRA
(cringing)
Par ek mushkil toh thi. Khana sahi
nahi milta.. Pata nahi kya ul-zulul
khate hain yeh log.. Kya bolte
hain.. P0-RK.. maine bola bhai suar
bolo.. (laughs animatedly)
RABINDRA
(dismissing him with a wave of
his hand)
Haan, haan.. theek hai.. (to his
colleague) isliye toh main kehta
hoon, kachari aur maskari.. in dono
ka kamaan sirf mardon ke paas hona
chahiye.. (smirks)
Rabindra gets up. He announces to the court that the
magistrate wont be available and that they should begin
their proceedings.
Bhajju enters the court and is made to stand in one corner.
Saira is already there, but Prabhat, Sangram and Soni are
not to be seen.
RABINDRA
Madam, shuru kariye.
Saira gets up from her seat and walks to the center of the
room, addressing the social workers.
SAIRA
Sir, mere client ko court se
juvenile home transfer karne ka
order paas kar diya gaya hai. Par
phir bhi Bhajju ko adult jail mein
hi rakha ja raha hai. Main aapse
nivedan karti hoon ki Bhajju ko
juvenile home shift kiya jaaye.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 29.
RABINDRA
Madam, yeh humare haath mein nahi
hai. Hum kaise transfer kar sakte
hain jab mananiya judge sahab ne
writing mein kuch nahi diya hai?
SAIRA
Sir, par jab case juvenile board
transfer kar diya gaya hai toh
Bhajju ko jail mein rakhne ka kya
matlab banta hai?
SAIRA (contd)
(she will read out actual
precedents on this instance), aur
iske parivar ki haalat ko bhi
dekhte hue, aapse narm nivedan
karti hoon ki Bhajju ko bail grant
kiya jaaye.
GOPALAN
You are talking about past
precedents, madam, but do you
realize the political sensitivity
of this case? This boy is charged
with killing our CRPF jawans. He is
charged with KILLING soldiers who
make this country safe. Those
soldiers who guard you and
me. (emphasizing) This boy is
charged with acting against the
Union of India, madam. By all
accounts, he could be a terrorist
with ulterior motives. And you are
asking us to grant him bail?
SAIRA
(defiantly)
Sir, with all due respect, we are
here to discuss whether or not he
committed the crimes charged
against him, on top of him not
actually being the guy that police
are looking for, so it is highly
irresponsible for you to attach the
term "terrorist" when nothing has
been proved yet.
Gopalan is on the back foot, so Rabindra takes charge.
RABINDRA
Saira ji, ek second. In sab baaton
se pehle mudda kuch aur hai. Law
toh aapko bhi pata hai. Bina social
inspection ke bail nahi milta. Kal
jaakar yeh ladka kisi Naxali ko
humare jails ke baare mein
information dega aur phir woh log
kuch karte hai, toh uski zimmedari
kaun lega?
Saira is about to speak, but Rabindra stops her from
speaking.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 31.
RABINDRA
(continues, shaking his head)
Nahi.. nahi madam.. bail milna itna
aasan nahi hai. Yeh bahut serious
charges hain.. Juvenile or no
juvenile, this boy is bh-ery
dangerous.
SAIRA
(continues sternly)
Sir, I request you once again not
to charge the boy guilty without
anything being proved yet. I
request you to conduct the social
inspections mandated by the rule of
law in such cases.
RABINDRA
Impossible... im-poss-ible.. Aapka
request jo hai woh poora nahi ho
sakta. Yeh ladka bahut andar ke
gaon ka hai jo naxali prabhavit
area hai. Wahan pe jaana kisi ke
liye bhi khatre se khaali nahi
hai.. Humare liye udhar social
inspection team bhejna asambhav
hai..
SAIRA
Sir, par aisa karna dereliction of
duty hoga.
RABINDRA
(getting irritated)
Madam, please apne dayre mein
rahiye. Humari duty hume nahi
samjhaye toh behter hoga. Ulta aap
yeh samajh lijiye ki agar Bhajju
nirdosh bhi hai, toh uske liye jail
mein rehna zyada safe hai..
GOPALAN
He is saying that considering that
this boy comes from a sensitive
area which has long been infested
by Naxals, it will be better he
stays in jail.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 32.
SAIRA
This does not make any sense---
RABINDRA
Yeh discussion next hearing mein
continue karte hain. Abhi hume
kahin jaana hai..
SAIRA
Par sir--
GUARD 2
Inki bhook toh hum hi mita sakte
hain..
The first guard sniggers, and then both of them break out
laughing. Meanwhile, the protest songs continue while the
voices of women also ring through the jail, getting stronger
and firmer as the night progresses.
A little later, the guard comes to open the cell gate to
give the men food. But while others accept their plates of
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 33.
Sangram throws the food with a wave of his hand and mutters
something incomprehensible, betraying his disgust. The broth
splashes across the walls, with a few drops also landing on
Sonis face and hands. It is hot, but Soni does not say
anything.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 34.
SONI
(still cleaning)
Khud le ke aa. Hamesha bas peeke aa
jaata hai.
SONI
Bapu, jab maa mari tab bhi tu yahi
bolta tha. Aaj Bhajju jail mein
hai, kal main rahungi. Tu bas aise
hi daaru peekar baithe rehna...
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 35.
MAGISTRATE
After examining the relevant
documents and upholding the order
passed by the Honorable District
Judge, it is clear that Bhajju
should have been transferred to the
juvenile home and not kept at the
Central Jail.
Bhajjus lawyer had pointed out
this to the court-appointed social
workers at the last hearing, but it
was not acted upon.
At this point, the magistrate casts an incriminating glance
at the social workers, who appear embarrassed.
MAGISTRATE
So I accept that this court made a
mistake in not allowing Bhajju to
be transferred to the juvenile
home, and I direct the police to
shift him immediately. He will no
longer remain in the jail.
We see Bhajjus face as the Magistrate says this. His face
lights up and he looks immediately at Saira and nods his
head in gratitude. Saira returns her affection with a smile.
They all head out and Bhajju meets Sangram and Soni. Saira
tells them what has just happened. As she is saying this, S.
Raja crosses them and congratulates her in a sarcastic
manner.
S. RAJA
Congratulations, madam. Ek aur
naxali ko bachane mein aap kaamyaab
hui. Aap jaise log agar is desh
mein hain toh koi dushman ki kya
zarurat hai!?
SUJATA (contd)
something very clear to you. This
is an extremely difficult place to
work in, and it comes with its fair
amount of risks. You dont even
have to side with anybody to become
a target.. If you seek justice for
the Adivasis, you risk incurring
the wrath of the police, courts and
the state. It is an inhuman system
which will crush your soul.. And
you are vulnerable (smiles wryly,
casts a glance at Sairas
direction), trust me on that. You
dont even know and people are
following you. You will face
intimidation, you will get thrown
out, and your personal life will be
a mess.
I can see some of you twitching
nervously as I speak.
SUJATA (contd)
has been working tirelessly in the
region.
She gestures Ravi to come speak.
RAVI
Aap logon ko toh Sujata madam ne
dara hi diya.
Bits of nervous laughter can be heard among the interns.
RAVI
(continues)
Par yeh sach hai. Main aapse kehna
chahunga ki hum bahut gambhir samay
mein reh rahe hain. Aur agar aap
waqt ki gambhirta ko samajhte hain,
tab hi aap ko yahaan par kaam karne
ka sochna chahiye..
Yahaan par internship kiya, aur
nikal gaye, usse na toh aap kuch
sikhenge, aur naahi Adivasiyon ki
zindagi mein sudhar aayega. Baaki
aap sab kaafi samajhdar hain. Mujhe
ummid hai ki aap dridha nischay
lekar hi kaam karna chahte hain.
Saira stands up, walks to the middle and makes a long and
passionate speech about the absolute need to grant Bhajju
bail.
SAIRA
Your Honor, for the last few weeks
we have heard several police
witnesses say in court that none of
them have any memories of the IED
blast of which Bhajju is accused.
There is not a single witness who
has been able to corroborate the
polices statements that this young
boy was present during the blast.
I want to bring your attention to
the way Bhajju has been targeted,
unfairly detained, and beaten up in
police custody. We have proved that
he was a minor at the time of the
incident already. He is a
meritorious student whose academic
rigor has been substantiated by the
principal of his school himself. If
not for all this, Bhajju would have
given his 10th exams. He would be
helping his father and sister eke
out a decent living by helping
them. Instead, he has spent such a
long time in jail, and now
languishes in the juvenile home
where not even his family members
are allowed to meet him. The
process of law has been completely
circumvented in his case. He has
not been given bail on more than
one count despite being a juvenile,
while not a single social
inspection was carried out as is
necessary. Instead, in this very
court grillings of his family
members have been conducted. In
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 40.
SAIRA (contd)
which court would such contempt for
the rule of law be tolerated?
Your honor, I was told in your
absence that Bhajju would be safer
in jail. When I persisted to know
why, I was told Bhajju would be
safer in jail because Bastar is a
naxal-affected area. Please tell
me, your honor, shouldnt the whole
of Bastar be in jail then? Lock up
all the Adivasis -- all men, women
and children -- throw them all in
jail, and then maybe then the
police administration will believe
that Bastar is safe? But is this
how even the court will treat the
people of its own country?
Soni and Sangram enter the court at around this point.
SAIRA
(composing herself)
Your honor, we have continually
wronged the Adivasis. We have
sought to take away their lands and
build mines instead of forests. We
have taken their resources and
filled up our coffers. We have made
them servants in their own homes.
But they have lived here for longer
than we can remember. They have
saved their dignity through ages,
and will continue to do so. But we
do not like that, so we destroy
their homes, rape them, kill them.
We take away children like Bhajju
away from their homes to intimidate
them, but the Adivasis wont
succumb.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 41.
SAIRA
I apologize if you think so, your
honor, but Bhajjus is not an
isolated case. He is just one
victim of this vicious system.
Please dont perpetuate this
inhuman system by putting this
innocent boy behind bars for long.
He has already lost a good part of
his early life in jail. Not
allowing him bail will be a slap on
our --
MAGISTRATE
Listen, Saira ji, thats enough. I
dont want a lecture on Adivasi
rights in the court. I can read a
book if I want to do that.
SAIRA
But, your honor...
MAGISTRATE
I said I have had enough. My ears
are aching now. Please leave the
court right now.
When Saira persists, the Magistrate tells her to leave the
court more sternly.
SUJATA
Saira, kahan thi tum? I have been
trying to reach you for such a long
time.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 43.
SUPERVISOR
(slightly rudely)
Aey ladki, jab se yahaan aayi hai
aise hi baithi hui hai. Chal, baaki
logon ke saath kaam karna shuru
kar.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 46.