Isn't Ashwin here?
Yes, Madam.
My dear Ashwin Kumar...
Some big trouble
is coming your way!
Malini Iyer from Cochin Mirror is cooking
up a news linking you and Sameera.
On tomorrow's newspaper.
It's an inside information.
When Times of India & Deccan
Chronicle are ruling the market here,
Cochin Mirror can barge in only if
they write such 'yellow' stories, right?
They can't get a Koodathayi
murder case every day, right?
Let them write.
Let them write
however they want to.
Why are you all sad?
Is it because of the reviews of
your movie which released today?
Reviews are good.
But there are no
people to watch it.
It's too classy, apparently.
Shows were cancelled in Malappuram,
since no one came to watch.
They will come, Ashwin.
People will come, hearing
good things about it.
They will come!
Hey!
Have you given a
headline for his obituary yet?
Is Sameera John,
Ashwin Kumar's amour?
There's an 'is?'.
That's a relief.
I need a loophole
to escape, right?
Malini... Seriously?
Aren't you fed up of writing
these gossips and rumours?
Us, who write it, and the people
who read it, know that these are lies.
Yet, they read it.
We will write. Just for fun.
'Lies for sale'
This is also locked?
Whom are you looking for?
Hey!
Uncle... You know
a Bhaskara Varma?
What's that?
That real estate guy?
He was a chemical
engineer or something earlier.
When I went to a different
address, I got this address.
Now this address is also locked.
Do you know anything?
Who are you?
I am Kuruvilla. I
am an Advocate.
Bhaskara Varma!
Broker Bhasi. That's enough!
Isn't he here now?
He left from here!
He was in some big trouble!
And he used to
stay on rent here.
That Pearlwall
Company you see there?
Bhasi brokered the deal
for hoteliers from the North.
Brokerage of 3 Crores!
Well...
Any idea where he moved to?
There's a huge flat called
Baywatch in Edakochi
He made all this
money recently, right?
He bought a swanky new
apartment and moved there.
Now his company is with
movie stars like Ashwin Kumar.
And some goons!
Well, Advocate...
What do you need from him?
It's about a land deal.
Even I have some
great buyers, you know.
Don't get stuck with
that fraud in vain!
I'll let you know
What's your name?
Suresh Gopi.
It's Suresh Gopi. Really!
Sure.
They could've printed
a better photo of yours.
Hey!
Will this ruin your family?
I care a f**k.
Everyone gossips
about everyone else.
Every news is a rumour.
The fact is that no one believes
any kind of news anymore.
Is Sameerah John
Ashwin Kumar's amour?
What does this amour mean?
Doesn't the Senior Editor of
Cochin Mirror know what it means?
What's wrong in admitting
what one doesn't know?
Nothing wrong with it sir.
Amour means secret love. Affair.
An affair between Ashwin
Kumar and Sameerah?
No way.
That's what our
Honourable Malini Iyer says!
Won't we be in
trouble if this is a lie?
She has played it safely!
Is Sameerah John Ashwin's amour?
There is a question mark.
'Is he?' Poor thing.
She just asked a a doubt
through the newspaper.
If Ashwin says no, that's it.
The family will get ruined,
and the paper will get
some promotion too!
I don't care about all this now.
What's happening to my career?
The first day share of my movie which
released yesterday is only Rs. 4 Lakhs.
Hey! Didn't his movie
come out yesterday?
How's it? - Very classy!
Won't run for long.
You know what else
is wrong with you?
Tell me! Everyone is ready to
advice when something goes wrong.
Where was your last movie shot?
Naples.
Where is that? Italy.
Don't utter the
word 'Italy' again.
Malayalam movies
should be shot in Kerala.
Our Kannammoola, Kannamaali,
Kuttichira, Kizhakkekotta...
The scent of the soil
and the sludge here.
Lots of characters who
don't shower or shave.
Everything dirty in life.
Realism that showcases the
dirt, mucous and shit in all its glory.
My cinema is not a
copy paste of real life.
For that, you can just leave a mobile
camera on the roof of any house.
Hey Malini!
Boss is looking for you.
Yeah, I got the message.
Thank you Joby. - Taken.
Editor Madam, no point claiming that
you work for the great Cochin Mirror group.
We will file a case
for defamation!
You know?
We also have a legal department sir.
Ashwin Kumar will face
defamation only if we lied, right?
Ma'am?
We will produce
the evidence. Okay?
Thank you!
Do you have any evidence?
No evidence.
But Ashwin won't do anything.
Isn't that guarantee enough?
More skeletons in
the cupboard, huh?
Leave that.
I called you to discuss
something else now.
Have you heard of 'Kingfish'?
The fish or....?
The novelist!
The man or woman who has continuously
been writing best-selling crime novels,
... under the pen
name "Kingfish".
Kingfish! I've heard of this author,
but I haven't read any of these.
I'm not into this
crime writing stuff.
Though three novels were bestsellers, the
writer has not revealed his true identity.
He might be happy hiding
behind this false name - Kingfish.
Ma'am, I think this is an amazing marketing
gimmick by that publishing company.
A crime novel hiding the
name and identity of the author.
The curiosity of the readers
will build up, naturally.
It may be!
But haven't they opened
another door for us?
Which door?
The door to find the
person behind Kingfish.
Many people would
have tried already, right?
So what?
Consider that it won't be in
vain like drawing on water.
Our research team
has found some leads.
What if this Kingfish
is a Malayali?
Is it so? Almost certain.
The main character in
these novels is John Denver.
A Jew from Mattanchery
named John Denver.
Isn't that a singer's name?
That is the great John Denver.
I love that Denver song.
'Country roads, take me
home, To the place, I belong'
There are references to
that song in all his novels.
Do we have any hint other
than that he is a Malayali?
He used to write a blog in the
name 'Kingfish', once in a while.
But he has discontinued it now.
But from the old blog's IP
Address, our team got a name.
An email ID,
varma777@hotmail.com
It seems like a really old ID.
Probably an older man then.
With just that...
But we got a name!
Varma!
Some Varma.
Kingfish. Varma.
All the Kings here
are Varmas, right?
So the King bit and Varma.
Connects?
That king might be anywhere amidst us.
The real Kingfish.
Find that bugger!
Why are you making
me do all this, Stephen?
Do you know how upset I am?
I don't have any other option.
We are both land dealers.
You play big games,
I go about quietly doing my
work, on my own small path.
Why do you want
to screw me over?
Did I ask you guys to
beat him to pulp like this?
These boys are
like this, Stephen.
If I ask them to rough you up,
they will make you shit your pants!
So then...
Aren't we going to go our own
ways after having a cold drink?
You're going to return
the money, right?
There you go.
What's the point
in saying anything?
Take him to that
island on a boat.
I don't want to see all
this. Do what you want.
You really want to burn to
death in that chemical lake?
Bhasi sir!
I...
I'll return that money.
You are just a little
cute baby, Stephen!
Excuse me, Mr. Bhaskara Varma?
Yes.
Hello, I'm Advocate
Thomas Kuruvilla
Practicing at High Court.
Native place Kuttikanam.
Hello, please sit down.
Thank you.
Ashwin Kumar.
Of course, I know you.
And, I had read about you in
Cochin Mirror in the morning too.
Congratulations.
Without wasting time, I'll
tell you what I've come for.
I've come here upon the instruction
of your uncle, Mr. Dasharatha Varma.
Bhasi bro, you have
an uncle? Since when?
Yes, the one and only uncle.
What's the matter?
He is preparing a will.
As you are aware, Mr. Dasharatha
Varma has no other heirs
If he dies, then the
soul heir to his wealth...
I mean successor, is you!
The 17 acres which remains
in Devagiri Estate now,
one pineapple plantation,
and the house are
the main properties.
The 200 acre Devagiri Estate
has become 17 acres now?
And that house which
is almost in shambles?
Very good!
It reduced to 17
acres over time.
But it's not the old house
anymore. It has been renovated.
It's a beautiful house.
Doesn't he have any
shame, Advocate?
To send you to tempt me showing
17 acres in that Godforsaken land,
and a hundred year old house?
It's a lousy area where I won't
even get Rs. 1 Lakh per acre.
And you're showing that to me?
Ideas people get in their old age,
when there's no one to look after them!
Varma sir had told me...
... that it has been 25 years
since Mr. Bhaskar last went there.
And because of that,
you wouldn't be aware of
some foundational changes,
that has happened
to that estate.
"Foundational changes"?
Google it!
See!
The new Cumbum-Theni highway passes
through the midst of Devagiri Estate.
Mr. Dasharatha
Varma, your uncle...
... has given up around 12
acres of land for this highway.
And thus, this property is not
worth one Lakh per acre anymore.
One cent costs a
minimum of seven Lakhs.
7 Lakhs per cent.
In my estimation, the fortune
you are going to inherit...
... would be worth
around Rs. 90 Crores!
What the duck! - Yes, the duck!
Brother!
Oh my God!
On that happy note, can
I have some of this liquid?
Yeah, sure.
Cheers! - Cheers.
I was sent here
to invite you there.
Varma sir wishes that you should come
there and spend a few days with him.
Why should I come
and stay there?
It's a wish of his.
Can't he wish at least for this when
he's giving you such a big legacy?
I don't want any damn
thing with such conditions.
Bro!
You get lost.
Mr. Bhaskar, think about it patiently.
The blood of the Kshatriya clan
is running through your veins.
Even if the old wounds are
healed, the blood still boils.
But you should
think practically here.
90 Crores is not a small deal.
Think hard.
I'll come again tomorrow.
Okay then, Mr. Bhaskar.
Oops, sorry! I forgot
to tell you one thing.
He had asked me to
hand over a letter to you.
Goodnight. See you.
It's about our blood.
By the time I got back from the
shower, you've got 90 Crores?
Just check your horoscope now.
Dasharatha Varma.
I call him Dashan Uncle.
My mother's only older brother.
Devagiri estate.
We used to live there until I
completed my engineering.
Since my father was
always travelling for work,
mother and I used to stay
there safely with Dashan Uncle.
While coming from the boarding to the
estate during vacations, it was a festival.
Dashan Uncle was really cool.
My adolescent
crushes, romance, sex...
He was the adviser for all this.
He was a superhero
for my college friends.
Musician, Painter, Writer, Fashion
Photographer, Cricketer and what not!
And above all,
a bachelor Casanova.
Then why did you drift apart?
He hit my father.
He hit him like a dog.
It was a property dispute.
I don't remember
the exact details now.
When I couldn't bear to see him
getting beaten up, I intervened.
That became a weird situation.
Dad left that house
with us, on that day.
I never saw Dashan Uncle
after that, until my parents died.
In between that, he did try
many times for a compromise.
But my father was adamant.
We used to have fun resisting
his efforts to rekindle ties.
After a point, he
also stopped trying.
It has been almost 21 years.
No contact.
He's unmarried, right? Then why does
he care so much about his property?
My father's theory about
that was very interesting.
He used to say that
these unmarried people...
... are all very greedy.
They feel that they would be
all alone, if they lose their wealth.
So what's the decision?
You're going, right?
I don't really want to go.
Ego, stubbornness.
Brother, before that old man
changes his mind, get going!
I can't go alone.
We will also come with you.
Yeah, right! Perfect
guys to take along!
Who will stay here then?
He's my uncle! He
can never be trusted!
If he puts us in a soup,
only this real estate
business can feed us.
Then take him along.
It's good to have a retired
goon against your uncle, right?
Oh God!
That's not going to work.
I...
You?
I...
I need a wife.
Wife?
Can I get some unknown
actress from your field?
Someone pretty,
some junior artiste.
Yeah, right!
What have you
thought about cinema?
Nothing bad!
No other demands.
Just a trophy wife, on rent.
Why do all that?
That's an old bet.
He had predicted that I would never
get married and become a loner like him.
I also made the same bet about him.
Sheesh!
Who remembers all this?
You're so cheesy or what?
I don't want to become
like him in any way.
But from what you told us, it sounds
like you are exactly the same as him.
You'll get it from me!
Hey!
If you just need someone
to pretend to be your wife,
and if you're not expecting
any hanky panky...
If I'm not?
There is one way.
Theater actress, or a TV actress?
Get lost!
This is a clean arrangement.
Like you rent a car, you
can rent a human being.
Like Rent-a-car, Rent-a-human.
It's a British company.
They have operations in
every major city in India now.
Everything is in the cyberspace.
Their site is called
'The August Companion'.
What? - The August Companion.
India's top businessmen, film
stars, politicians, corporates etc...
All of them use this website.
You can get a Wife, Father, Mother, Sister
or Girlfriend or anyone you want, on rent.
Seriously?
It's really expensive, but safe.
Are there Malayalis on this?
Lots of them. It's
a well-paid job.
I want a Malayali.
Bro! Hello!
This is not like getting
a prostitute, okay?
If you touch her body or say something
offensive, you will be in trouble.
You can't touch her body?
Then what is the point?
The contract we have
to sign, is very strict.
We connect people.
God, is this the world
of people on rent?
Go to categories.
Categories are down there.
Role, age, sex, type...
There!
You said there's no sex? It
says sex is allowed, right?
Mother, father, grandfather...
Grandmother, granddaughter...
Look! Neighbouring aunty!
What does that mean?
The aunty from the neighbouring house.
We can get her also?
Yes, but nothing will happen.
You're such a spoilsport!
Are these your
relatives or something?
Let people make it
happen if they can!
Its okay, relax. Don't kill him.
Let's go to the next one.
Down there. Wife! Click it.
You want a Malayali, right?
The pleasure that a Malayali gives...
Huh?
Well, we can't get that from
people of other languages, right?
None of them have photos?
Only bangles,
eyeliners and earrings.
I forgot to say that.
There won't be photos
of our companions on this.
We can see them,
only when we see them.
These guys are not professional!
Without seeing the
photo of the girls...
We don't need the full photo.
Just the eyes, lips, ears or n...
I was going to say 'nose'.
Kia David, Alamika
Ashokan, Ujwala Mohammad,
Wait wait. Kalindi!
Kalindi Paul.
That sounds like a
name with a possibility.
Possibility would only be in the name.
Don't wag your tongue! Please!
This is fixed. I want her.
Confirm it.
1 week. Two and a half Lakhs.
You try and negotiate and
bring it down to One Lakh.
To the computer?
We have to fill
your details, bro.
That's what you are here for.
They will send a
confirmation mail in 24 hours.
In short, they will tell
you if you will get it or not.
There's nothing to
know here, Moosa.
A sixth sense is telling me.
I will be going to
Dashan Uncle's estate...
... with this Kalindi girl.
Creative journalism.
Nonsense.
Who wants this ultimately?
After reading all this and
doing so much research,
if I find that damn
Kingfish guy?
Who is interested
in this these days?
Some salt... Some
pepper... Great fish Masala.
Only when we use all this and fry it, the
sear fish becomes an awesome 'King Fish'.
On the way to Devagiri Estate,
at a place called Velliyazhchakkavu,
you'll find St. Stephen's Church.
Our Kalindi Madam
will be waiting there.
The date confirmation has come.
Next Monday, by 4 PM.
You're really lucky, bro!
Hi! - Hi.
Bhaskar. - Kalindi.
Why are you praying in this
under-construction Church?
This was our Chapel.
The laity is renovating it with
the help of an Italian architect.
But it's an old habit of mine.
I start my journeys only
after lighting a candle here.
Is your house nearby? - Sorry.
No questions.
We don't have
a past or a future.
Didn't the management
brief you about the contract?
Is it that strict?
Rules are rules.
Till they're broken.
You should brief me about
the house we're going to.
Do's and do not's. Things
to be cautious about.
Things that I'm
not supposed to do.
The specialty of that house is that you can
do everything that you're not supposed to.
Is it okay if I brief you
about the rest on the way?
Okay.
Oh! They've arrived?
So... this is Varma's island.
How is it?
Nice.
Like the bungalows from
actor Prem Nazir's times.
You won't get Prem Nazir here.
A KP Ummer (villain) is sitting
in front. I can give him to you.
Son... - Peelichetta!
You haven't changed at all!
Peelichettan. The caretaker
and all in all of this place.
This is Kalindi. - Namaste, dear.
Hello Chetta.
Ramu, get the luggage.
Come.
This is Kalindi.
My wife. - Hi.
Hi.
Did you eat something?
Yes, when we got late.
Great. Then, take rest.
Peeli, show them the room.
Come, dear.
I didn't think that
you would come.
How can I not come? Major
changes have happened, right?
Cumbum-Theni highway
running in front of the property.
7 Lakhs for a cent,
without any appeal.
It was too tempting.
What if I donate it to charity?
How are you so sure
that I'll give it to you?
You won't give it.
You wouldn't give this property
to any orphan other than me.
Do you want a drink?
No. Let me go to bed. I'm tired.
Same room? - Same room.
Good night.
I've kept the
luggage in the room.
I've also kept some
water and bananas.
Do you want something to drink?
No.
No?
Okay.
Just like our demand.
Two rooms and two beds.
As if it was tailor-made
for our company.
There's no compulsion that
we should sleep in two rooms.
It's an old house. You might
get scared if you sleep alone.
Some items might jump out of
the attic singing old ghost songs.
Let them come.
I was just making an offer.
It would be difficult for
you, sir. I snore really loudly.
You won't be able to sleep.
I'm not the type who would get
turned off by a girl who snores.
I like imperfections.
Not today anyway.
There are many more days, right?
Let us take it slow?
So possibilities are open?
And a chain between
us, waiting to be broken.
Its exciting!
Good night. - Good night.
Hello, wake up! It's 9:30 AM!
You sleep till 9:30 AM?
Who are you? I'm Kalyani.
I am Janaki's daughter.
Which Janaki?
Janaki, the maid.
I don't know her.
I haven't met her.
She is someone you have to meet.
You might think that she's
a little off, when you see her.
But she's really innocent.
That's enough.
Let me go and bring Varma Uncle.
Janaki.
Your introduction is already over.
My daughter came there, right?
Yes.
Okay then. - Okay.
What timing!
Can't find this even in
Sathyan Anthikad movies.
Shall I get you some tea?
Let me see if
this is good first.
I was drinking it.
That's the only reason
why I'm drinking this.
I don't drink tea otherwise.
Only alcohol.
You remind me of
Jagathy Sreekumar.
You're totally filmy, right?
Completely.
I keep thinking. If Mammootty,
Mohanlal and Jagathy were not around,
the lives of Malayalis
would have been so boring!
Just imagine a
Kerala without them.
Kerala without
Mammootty and Mohanlal?
Kerala without Kilukkam,
Nadodikkattu, Pranchi, Amaram?
I can't even think
about it. That's true.
They are our tourist
spots and nightclubs.
This house is full of
Meryl Streep, huh?
She's Dashan uncle's
ultimate dream girl.
I don't blame him. What an
ite... I mean, what a woman!
Dashan uncle and I watched Bridges of
Madison County together in Bangalore.
Have you seen it?
I don't watch English movies.
I could tell.
We can fix that.
Let me get some tea first.
As long as you fix it...
Why is the door shut and
blocked with the sofa in front of it?
Some doors are like that, sir.
Even if it's open, no light
or wind will come through it.
What? - See you.
You don't worry.
She learns all those messages that
come on her phone and Facebook, by heart.
When she finds the right
situation, she will use it.
What does that even mean?
Nothing at all.
She doesn't mean any of it.
Poor thing.
Her husband left her.
Are you done with your tea?
I've just started.
I'll go give Varma sir
his medicines then.
What's up?
Bro, what's happening?
I couldn't talk much yesterday.
It got late when we reached.
I was really tired.
That lawyer is coming
today. Kuruvilla.
Not that! What about the girl?
Godavari Paul?
Not Godavari. Kalindi.
Yeah, whatever.
How's that going?
Nothing's going to happen.
Sheesh! This guy...
My usual tricks
won't work with her.
They meet a lot
of people, right?
They know everything.
When I start putting the ice
itself, she pulls off the glass.
How does she look? Pretty?
She looks really pretty, man!
Can we get a photo?
I can't take photos of
her directly. Contract!
Let me see if I can
get one secretly.
A long shot.
That's fine. Long shot is fine!
This house, of
12000 square feet,
the adjacent
property of 17 acres
and the three and a half acre
Pineapple plantation in the west,
which was bought later,
and the three-story building
called Varma's Enclave in the town.
These are the properties he's
intending to write on the will.
Okay.
The title deed of the Pineapple
plantation has been kept in HDFC bank,
and the title deed of Varma's
Enclave has been kept in Axis bank,
for the time being.
Kept there for time being? Why?
So that they don't catch dust?
They have been kept
there as collateral.
One for 90 Lakhs and
the other for 40 Lakhs.
90 Lakhs is for the pineapple plantation.
Why is that?
You mortgaged that to buy
that BMW Car, right Varma sir?
Yes.
Well, since I don't
have any income...
when the bank authorities were making
it difficult to get a vehicle loan...
You mortgaged the
property and bought a car!
And the other one?
Well, I renovated that shrine
and made a temple there.
Made a temple there?
In short, you have
debts worth 1.5 Crores.
That's why you're eager to write
this will in my name suddenly...
If you sell 30 cents of
the land close to the road,
this will all be solved. - Yes.
Varma sir just has to nod.
Varma sir needn't nod.
No need!
Talk to the bank authorities.
One time settlement.
Sure.
Okay then.
Let me take a shower
and eat something.
Did you eat something, Advocate?
Of course. I have
breakfast at 6 AM daily.
Lucky man!
Advocate.. - Yes!
So he's rich enough to write
1.5 Crores in a single cheque?
What's the real
game here, Varma sir?
Yesterday while I was praying
at the temple, I felt that...
it was someone else standing
in front of God, instead of me.
I feel like this
all the time now.
That I'm an actress in an English movie
and I'm acting as the maid of this house.
You know the actress that Varma
sir has so many photos of? Her.
Meryl Streep?
Yeah, something like that.
When I asked
Kurup sir, he told me,
'Aren't we all some
other versions of us, Jani?'
Do you feel that
way, Peelichettan?
I feel that when I'm
on the toilet these days.
That this is some other me.
Nice legs.
Nothing like that son.
She is really innocent.
Her husband hit her in the
head with a coconut scraper.
She's been like this ever since.
Her relay gets cut sometimes.
You said it so easily.
About her being hit on her head. As if
it's as simple as swatting a mosquito.
Oh no, dear. I just
said it in the flow.
'On this path where you arrive'
'As the fog fades away'
'Hiding behind your shadow'
'My ember eyes
will be searching'
I'm not saying you should
show me some affection.
But can't we at least chat?
We talk to strangers on
a train, right? Like that!
Of course. Let's chat.
Dashan uncle, for the record, I
don't have any problem with you.
But just think
about my situation.
One fine day when I wake
up, I'm richer by 90 Crores.
So I should be happy and I am.
Until I settle this completely
and leave from here,
we will stay happy.
Let's start with a few
drinks this evening.
I can't drink like I used to.
If I drink in the night, I have a bad
hangover and chest pain in the morning.
What a fall.
Old soldier.
Then you can give me company.
Does your wife drink?
Huh? - Your wife?
She drinks only wine.
Varma sir!
Coming.
People from around here.
People from around here?
Not good enough!
Varma sir...
There's a mango tree that bears
fruit in just 3 days. Shall I bring it?
Can you make it two days?
Come.
What's happening there?
That's the gossip square.
Those are the subjects who have come to
report the gossip of the area to the king.
That's Liar Shashankan.
He opens his mouth only to lie.
Varma sir loves this.
Really? Dashan uncle?
It's out of boredom, son.
What else can he do now?
'On this path where
the snow melts'
'As your shadow'
'Always, in these fresh rains'
So if you're not drinking,
what do you do all day?
What can I do?
I go to the plantation.
Then I'll come back
and have lunch.
Sometimes, I sleep
in the afternoon.
I don't watch TV.
Sometimes I watch porn.
Then I read, as well.
Krishnamurthy.
Ramana Maharshi.
The funny thing when
I came here was that...
When we come to a place like this, we
imagine a lot of things in our mind, right?
We come here,
see the old corridors,
We look through the window...
We get very nostalgic....
Especially, when
we see our old rooms.
The memories of our
parents.. Their scent.
The old winds.
Old songs.
Nothing at all!
Absolutely no feeling!
I didn't feel anything.
Really? - Yeah!
Even after seeing you, I'm not
feeling that old connect with you.
What about you?
I haven't thought like that.
I feel that you are the same as
you were when you left this house,
as you've come back.
Like you used to come for
vacations from your boarding school.
Mattanchery and Kochi are
the main spaces of this item.
Detective John Denver, his
assistant Varma and a Jewish servant.
And a name that would
never suit a Jew. Peelichettan.
It's confusing. But in
a way, yes, interesting.
I had told Thomas
to clear these weeds.
We didn't get Bengalis, sir.
We'll get it done tomorrow.
You need Bengalis to
clear the weeds also?
Great! The state comes to
a standstill without them, sir.
Don't take this inside.
Keep it somewhere here.
'As this body is aroused'
'On this romantic night'
'The night in which
desires melt the heart'
Hello.
Alcohol isn't the
solution for anything.
Don't you smoke up
these days, Peelichettan?
Idukki Gold's times are over.
Now, Pooppara Kolunthu is trending.
I am his supplier.
Do you want, sir?
It's from Vattavada.
He's the one who made me
smoke up for the first time.
Do you know who has
moved in next door?
Who is it?
Movie star Nawaz Ali.
Asif Ali? - No.
From those old
movies? Nawaz Ali.
Oh! The disco guy!
'Athilola Gathri' (song).
Yes. That one.
It's been around 25 years
since that came, right?
From your excitement, it seems
like Mammootty came here.
I really like him. - Is it?
Can you please invite him home?
I'm afraid to ask Varma sir.
I'll definitely invite him.
If not anything else, we can
hear some old cinema stories.
Hello Pakkara Varma!
Badarikka.
Who's that, Peelichetta?
That's Badaruddin.
They call him Badarikka.
He's a retired Tehsildar.
Varma sir's close friend.
When Bhasi was here,
they were really close.
It doesn't feel like I'm seeing
you after twenty years or so.
Varma keeps showing
me your latest photos.
Where does he get all this from?
Hey kiddo!
Your Kochi is our
old playground.
Our old law college classmates
are now lawyers and judges there.
If you move an inch,
we'll know about it here.
Don't take it too
far, Badarikka!
How are your other
criminal activities going?
After becoming the mosque committee president,
I had to stop drinking during the day.
In the evening, I go to Sabrina
Bar and have four drinks.
Then I sleep there till
I become conscious.
Great.
It was your uncle who made me start
this habit of drinking during the day.
While he was writing
that English novel.
He used to make
me sit next to him.
How long can I look at his face and listen
to the typewriter's irritating noise?
I'll open a bottle
& start drinking.
He used to make you also sit, right?
Yes.
He had told me in between,
that your suggestions were good.
What happened to that novel?
Didn't he finish it?
Maybe he lost interest.
He loses interest
very easily, right?
Later I heard him saying that Peeli
gave it away along with all the scrap.
What was the name of that novel?
Country roads.
If you had stayed back here,
maybe he would have finished it.
That property dispute
was so unnecessary!
In the end, the same
fortune came to you.
And for him, this loneliness.
Loneliness! Crap!
He did it to himself.
Whenever I think of you both, there's
a visual that always comes to my mind.
Your father was
transferred to Bombay then.
He was taking you and
your mother along with him.
You were around 6
or 7 years old then.
From here till the railway station,
you were crying and wailing, non-stop.
Saying "I don't want
to leave Dashan uncle!"
It was an embarrassing situation
for your father on the platform.
Finally, when the
train started moving,
not being able
to bear your cries,
Varma jumped on to the
train and took you in his arms.
He said 'I'll bring him there'.
After that, you were here
till your parents came back.
When my son comes for leave
once in a while and goes back,
I also feel like taking him in
my arms back home like that.
Badarikka.
It's nothing.
Prakash, give this as well.
Along with the other old stuff,
Varma sir has asked
me to take you also.
If your house is on the way,
take your father along
with all this old stuff!
Who is he messing with!
Wow! A violin?
Very nice!
Hey!
Who asked you to take that?
Peelichettan told me.
Peeli!
What is this? You
want to get me killed?
Bring it here.
Will you make her a
farmer Peelichetta?
Someday she will have to take
care of all this, right? Let her learn.
There are so many fruits
and vegetables in this garden!
Are you interested
only in this garden?
You are welcome
to my garden too.
From the first day onwards,
you've only been flirting with me.
Love, jealousy,
empathy, sympathy...
How will I feel
all this for you?
I don't know anything about you.
The contract says that I can't
ask about your past and present.
Okay, agreed.
So that means, the only feeling
I will have, will be physical.
Only physical attraction?
Do you feel only
that to everyone?
What do you feel for an item girl who comes
in a guest appearance in a potboiler movie?
I don't feel anything special.
You may not feel anything, but what
we feel, is definitely physical attraction.
So you're calling
me an item girl?
Not like that.
Verbal abuse is also a
ground to cancel the contract.
Where is the abuse in this?
Complimenting someone
about their body is a big problem.
If I say something deep like 'Your
mind as pure as water', it's all okay.
I'm such a gentleman then.
Women get scared when they
hear about physical attraction,
because there is an
aspect of violence in it.
When she hears "Physical", the
first thing that comes to her mind,
is torture and pain.
Absolutely. That's a point.
The man who touches a woman
without her consent is impotent.
Hopelessly impotent.
Her no is always a no.
Even after marriage.
If what you just said is not just part
of your scheme to reach your goal,
it's a big relief for me.
I will still play many
tricks to reach my goal.
But this is not that.
You're the limit! - I know.
Do you remember the next line?
Country roads, take me
home... to the place I belong
Yet...
you don't feel
a 'connect', is it?
Unfortunately, no.
'Spreading your
pure white feathers'
'Come, O nightingale of the sky'
'Today, even my lips
will start humming'
'Your refrain, slowly'
'Come, atop a palanquin,
decorated with colourful feathers'
'Give me a necklace of pearls,
made with jasmine flowers'
'On the mirror of dreams'
'I will touch my cheek,
in your remembrance'
'Dreams, as high as the sky'
'Shining and fading,
like a newborn star'
Ever since we came here, I
haven't seen you so happy.
I'm the happiest when I dance.
Really? Then, you
owe me a dance.
What type?
The most intimate kind.
Dream on!
'In the silences of moist eyes'
'The melody of the night'
'You are always on the tip
of the flower of memories'
'The fragrance of a petal
that withered away long back'
'Spreads around,
along with the wind'
'Dreams, as high as the sky'
'Shining and fading,
like a newborn star'
Badar, did you know? No.
He bought 3 acres of land
on the highway. Really?
Yeah, 3 acres. I didn't
care about the money.
Was it three? Wasn't it five?
Five. Five, in total.
Are you building a hotel?
Yes.
Don't be foolish, Badar! Hotel?
Its for farming!
Yeah! It's for farming.
What are you going to grow there?
Cardamom!
Yes, Cardamom. Full Cardamom.
But isn't it the season of
ginger? Isn't that better?
Ginger is also there.
No ginger!
No ginger. Dropped that idea later.
No ginger.
It wasn't good, right?
What about Mangiam trees?
Yes, I have that too.
You have Mangiam there? - No?
No! No! No Mangiam.
No Mangiam?
I dropped the plan
to grow Mangiam.
Varma sir, anyone can start
farming in his field this way.
What? - No! Nothing!
Now he has to buy
the Secretariat as well.
Mr. Lawyer!
I got the foreclosure
email from the bank.
They are charging a service
charge of 5%. Ask them to waive that.
It's not that easy.
It's a nationalized
bank, right? What is this?
If it was a private bank, I could
have made some clever moves.
Says who?
You can make it happen, man!
I will try sincerely.
Take out all your sincerity.
No guarantees though.
Once the formalities are over,
you will do the needful for me, right?
That will be done royally.
Make this fast. - Okay.
Of all the rains and noon
times that lashed his balcony,
Kan... Kun... - Kunjunni.
Kunjunni loved her the most.
Kunjunni was not devastated
by the later betrayal.
He was amused and his laughter echoed like
a brilliant thunder in his pink guitar.
What the hell is this?
If I translate it roughly,
Of all the rains and noon times that lashed
his balcony, Kunjunni loved her the most.
Kunjunni was not devastated
by the later betrayal.
Instead he just laughed.
And that laughter echoed like a
brilliant thunder in his pink guitar.
Is this the novel
that he was writing?
Good that Peeli
sold it to someone.
If a Tehsildar cannot understand it, then
how will the common man understand it?
It's not enough to be a
Tehsildar, you should be educated.
It's the common man here who made
M.T. and O.V. Vijayan, who they are!
M.T. is that guy who
writes movies right?
Who's the other guy? Vijay?
Give it to me.
Tehsildar, it seems!
Now tell me.
Kunjunni loved her more
than all the rains and sunshine.
Let Kunjunni love her.
What's your problem with a character in
Varma's novel being in love with someone?
I don't have any
problem with that.
But isn't Kunjunni,
Dashan Uncle's nickname?
That's right!
So... Varma is Kunjunni?
Could be.
If we place Kunjunni and the
woman in that photo together...
Did you feel like
placing them together?
A little bit.
Then I'll tell you.
Her name is Vrinda
Krishnamurthy.
Varma has a best friend in Bangalore,
Anantha Moorthy. His younger sister.
Poor thing. Both
aren't alive anymore.
They died in a car accident.
Varma didn't even
go to see the body.
He was very upset.
So what about those
photos I saw there?
Varma clicked those.
This Vrinda and family were in
our house for three to four months.
For her father's treatment at
Physician Keshavan's place.
Varma took care
of everything then.
This was in...2000...
No. It was '97.
Wasn't I there then? - Yes.
Your mother and this
Vrinda were good friends.
Actually we had all planned to
get Varma married to this Vrinda.
But it didn't work out.
97',I Was in Manipal!
Engineering final semester.
Oh! You weren't here!
So the betrayal
mentioned in this...
Is that Vrinda's or
Dashan uncle's?
Varma must have escaped.
You know right? After a
point, he gets scared of women.
He has only this strong
voice and intimidating looks.
He has a really soft heart.
You can ask all this
to him directly, right?
See the thrill of finding out one person's
secret through another person is too good.
If you ask that directly and make
him say that story, then it's no fun.
Cheers!
You're becoming obsessed
with this Kingfish thing.
While reporting the extra-marital
affairs and gossip about movie stars,
you were far more interesting.
Now you're like those Press Club
intellectuals who came to teach us.
Boring!
Guess I'm becoming
a journalist, Heera.
You remember that title?
Journalist!
In George sir's words - 'The
people who find only the truth'.
There was a time when people trusted
us along with the police and the courts.
The time of the newspaper dressed
in soiled Khadi, you spoke about.
That was the golden
period of our profession.
If we give a photo of Taimur Ali
Khan who's still being breast-fed,
if we capture a cheeky snap of
Priyanka Chopra's undergarments,
we get an incentive that's not even
enough to buy a full bottle of alcohol,
and a great name, as well.
Presstitute!
True.
What have we come to!
This profession used
to have such dignity!
I may never be able
to find this Kingfish.
But, the pleasure of doing a job which
I learned, without any other agendas...
I have that now.
What is she really?
Your Kalindi Paul.
Kalindi Paul.
What do you mean?
She's not a
prostitute or an escort.
This is something else.
What do you mean?
Tell me.
It's true.
It's a different arrangement.
When did you figure out
that she's not my wife?
Now!
So that was a bait for me?
I had my doubts.
She's a good actress.
But you went overboard.
Obviously. This is not my job.
I didn't want to come
alone, when I come to you.
To show me that you didn't
become a loner like me.
Not just that.
Frankly, I was afraid of
coming back to this house alone.
My father had made
it a habit to hate you.
You can't blame your father.
I deserved it.
I don't know about that.
Even now, I don't
know many things.
I thought you will
come with Meher.
How do you know about Meher?
Ask me what I don't know.
But to know about
Meher... No way!
I have spies.
Hi, Meher Marakkar.
Bhaskar Varma. - Bhaskar Varma?
Too long. I'll call you B.
Big B!
Not that big, maybe
an average B.
Meherunnisa Marakkar.
Where is she?
Gone.
Yeah.
'As those petals get caressed
in my nights of lonely rain'
'In that far away town eye
lined by your memories'
'As feathers of blue
danced in oblivion'
'Are my dreams bidding
farewell in shady noon tides'
'As those petals get caressed
in my nights of lonely rain'
'In that far away town eye
lined by your memories'
'Thaalavattam'. - One word?
Mohanlal.
Parannu Parannu Parannu
Hey! Time up! Time up!
Mammootty!
The King!
'In the depths of a summer rain'
'Am I hearing the
flutter of desire'
'As you appear in a mirror'
'Right after a shower'
'Want to disappear slowly in the
vanity of your skin like time does'
'As those petals get caressed
in my nights of lonely rain'
'In that far away town eye
lined by your memories'
Mr. B...
You wanna...?
No!
I'm tired.
Are you sure? - Yes.
'Like seamless silence,
wayward clouds travel'
'As the vermillion soaks
in the valleys of passion'
'In the shadow cover, in
the rain within... I remain'
'As those petals get caressed
in my nights of lonely rain'
'In that far away town eye
lined by your memories'
I'm coming. Just give
me ten minutes, yeah?
Okay bye.
Oh God, I'm so late!
What?
I got the job!
Yes! Yes!
What happened?
Look at this B!
I got a mail from
Truffet and Lloyd.
I got a job there! New York!
Yes!
Oh my God, I can't believe this.
Oh God. Praise the Lord.
In New York? - Yes.
You were trying for a job there?
I didn't know. I wasn't
sure that I would get it.
I wanted to surprise you.
Congrats darling.
So how do we do this?
Can you work staying here?
Or... do you have
to go back and forth?
No! I have to be there.
A Brooklyn corner office
is waiting for me, man!
So then...
What happens to us?
What about us?
What's wrong with us?
Well, I'll be here
and you'll be there.
You'll be here? Why
should you stay here?
Aren't you coming with me?
What will I do there?
We can try for a job there.
What if I don't get a job?
I'll take care of you,
B. I'm there, right?
Do you know how much
these idiots are paying me?
I'll take care of you.
Really?
So I'll have to take
care of the house...
... and wait for you to
come back from work.
Why?
If you had gotten this job,
wouldn't I come with you?
You're not a chauvinist
B. Don't try to be one.
This is just your ego talking.
This is not my ego
talking. I'm hurt!
We've been
together for five years.
And living together
for two years.
And you were planning many
things without my knowledge.
For your better life.
For your better career.
Our life B.
Our life, not mine.
A better life.
So since I'm not able to
provide that, you're doing it.
You're taking
charge of our life?
Okay.
No. I'm not going then.
Come. Let's have breakfast.
I'm hungry.
What do you want from me, B?
After one or two years, if you
want me to be here with you...
... as a frustrated housewife,
then you can delete that email.
And I really mean it.
But you know how
much I love my career.
And I know how
much I want that job.
So between your career and me,
you're choosing your career.
Is that so wrong B?
For a woman alone, family should
always be more important than career.
Who made this rule?
And my career is not
my lover or anything.
To ask if that's more
important than this.
Be practical, B.
I always tell you that
you're an emotional fool.
You keep crying over that Dashan
uncle whom your fought with long ago.
You get depressed looking at the photos
of your parents who died ten years ago.
You have to grow up.
You shouldn't get so
fiercely attached to everything.
At one point, love like this is
suffocating for people around you.
Loving is letting go.
Go.
B?
Just go.
B, don't do this.
Brooklyn corner office.
That's a better place for you.
Go.
So what are you going to do?
As you said,
I have to try and live without
suffocating others with love.
Detached.
With the sole aim
of making money.
Its not about money, B.
I know.
You go and come back.
Fly high.
If I don't let you go now,
the last five years of
ours will become a lie.
Can I call you from there?
Please don't.
Don't ever call.
Go.
'O dreams that are bidding
farewell to me, on this path'
'Your memories will make
my eyes well up, in loneliness'
The common elements in the
three novels written by Kingfish.
No. 1
A sixty year old detective.
No. 2:
The song - Country roads.
No. 3:
A cigar called ---------.
And No. 4:
A lone vintage house
surrounded by acres of land.
And No. 5:
Poison
In all three novels, the killing
method is by administering poison.
Poison that leaves no trace in
your body like Nascent Hetratoxin.
Kingfish.
Mother! - Yes.
Did you see my make-up box?
Make-up box?
You have a make-up box?
That old small box-like thing,
that actor Soman gave me.
Did we bring it here?
In the hurry of shifting houses...
Please don't say that!
Why do you need the
make-up box to go next door?
Mom, there's a girl there.
She's a big fan of mine.
The day we moved here,
she was standing
on the field outside.
The way she looked
at me that day...
It has been a long time since
someone looked at me that way.
She's a fan.
Let me check.
Hello.
Why is he wearing blue
pants and a green coat?
I have no idea.
You know what I
don't understand?
He had flopped and gone out of
work by the end of the 80s, right?
And our Janaki might be
32 or 33 years old, maximum.
Then how did she become his fan?
Maybe by watching it
on YouTube later on...
Is he that good?
Madhu sir has told me about this
house and about you, Varma sir.
Madhu sir...
Yes. He used to come here.
But it was Somettan (actor MG
Soman) who has stayed here more often.
He was such a nice man.
We had a really good time.
He was very grounded.
What do we say about Somettan!
He treated all of us
like younger brothers.
Good old times!
Peeli! - Yes!
Where is his die-hard fan?
She's hiding there.
Jani!
Come, dear.
Ever since you shifted here,
she has been pestering us.
Asking us to invite you over.
Which movie of mine
do you like the most?
Okay okay.
It might be difficult
to name one movie.
Okay. Which all movies?
Tell him.
I...
Your...
I haven't seen any
of your movies, sir.
Varma sir, you know, right?
My mother used to work
at Ittoop mappila's house.
When I was a child,
my mother used to take me
to that house once a week,
to show the Chitrageetham (film
songs) show on National Television.
There was a lullaby of yours
that they used to play then...
'Sleep, my dear child'
That was the song that
would be played most often.
I didn't have a father.
I don't remember if my mother
said so, or I just imagined it.
I imagined the my father
was you, from that song.
Varma sir, our Somettan?
He always used
to say this dialogue.
Every hero is a bore at last.
Mind the step. Careful!
Careful! Careful! - Hey!
I told you to mind the step!
Yes, you did.
Okay... Slowly...
Your slippers. - My slippers!
Not More Than 3 Rounds!!
Did You Listen??
Okay? - Okay.
Goodnight. - Okay.
Pakkara!
Maybe I'm thinking
this because I'm wasted.
That you should've called
me here much earlier?
Something like that.
I wouldn't have come, sir.
Reason?
If the Cumbum-Theni Highway was
not constructed in front of this place,
what attraction will I
have to this property, sir?
In our brokers' language, it
will be called a barren property!
Why are you working so hard?
What?
To make me sad!
And is it working?
For that, you'll have
to sweat a lot more!
My efforts will continue.
Sleep! Good night!
Go and sleep.
Pillow!
Good night
Hello? - Dude! Hey!
With the money from selling this property,
we should make a movie with our guy.
Which guy? - Our guy Ashwin.
Who else?
What happened suddenly?
Kiddo, the life
of a movie star...
... is like a crazy trapeze act.
You will fall from the top but
you won't reach the ground.
Our guy shouldn't
suffer that fate.
You're really drunk, right?
Not so much... but still...
Is Kalindi just the name
of a river even now or...?
Till this moment, yes.
But let me see if
she would flow today.
All the best.
Oh God! You have
finally reached my bed.
Peelichettan was making
the bed in my room.
I was waiting here
and just sat around.
See that as a sign, Kalindi.
Did Peelichettan go? - Yes.
This reminds me of
what Nawaz Ali said.
Every hero is a bore at last.
Yes! That's why I'm
becoming a villain now.
K.P. Ummar is ready.
Now if Sheelamma (heroine) shows
some fear, then things can get going.
There's no element
called fear in our contract.
What contract?
All that flopped!
He knows everything.
I realized that on
the first day itself.
He's really sharp!
Not on the first day!
You don't need to
hype him up that much.
He told me specially
that you were overacting.
So be it.
So now I can go.
Go where?
Contract is contract.
There are more days remaining.
Till I get the sale agreement,
we will be staying here.
What if he changes his mind?
I need to take it in writing.
Is that why you're still here?
Really?
Forget that.
So what's the scene? Will
anything happen today?
Will it happen so easily? I
should also feel like it, right?
Why don't you feel like it?
I can!
But you will have to seduce me.
Seduce you?
The other way round? - Why not?
Women have been seducing men
for ages dressed in white sarees,
showing their wet navels, right?
No man has thought about
seducing a woman instead.
Will it happen?
Frankly speaking...
Men are afraid of
women who talk like this.
To excite a girl who has
a clear idea about all this...
Why don't you try?
I will.
Can I touch you?
Can't you seduce
me without touching?
Without touching, how can I?
Women can do it.
Indeed!
So you've accepted defeat?
Without touching, yes.
Go ahead. Touch me!
This is really embarrassing.
Don't think you
can escape like that.
Go on. Touch me.
Here?
Okay.
Seducing by saying that 'I'm
going to seduce you', is so pathetic.
Don't see this as seducing.
Just fun.
Okay?
Jani?
Really?
What a spoiler!
Who is this at this hour?
If it's that Prakash,
I'll kill that b@%%D!
See!
We are not stopping with this.
Will continue. I'll come.
I'm coming!
Dasharatha Varma?
Her name is Vrinda
Krishnamoorthy.
I am Mallika.
Tell him I'm Vrinda's daughter.
Dashan uncle is asleep.
Can I stay here tonight
or should I book a hotel?
No, no! You can stay here.
There are no hotels nearby.
My wife is here.
Thanks.
Come. - Okay.
Someone has come here, claiming
to be Dasharatha Varma's daughter.
She came?
Vrinda?
I got to know only when Vrinda and
Ananthamoorthy died in a car accident...
... that she has a daughter.
And that Vrinda was not married.
Then I found out.
From her relatives.
She was pregnant
when she left from here.
My friend Sanjeev Paul from
Bangalore sent me some paper cuttings.
He just had my address,
not my phone number.
Mallika, a Malayali girl, was
kidnapped from her workplace.
A carbon copy of Vrinda.
Sanjeev had a doubt.
The next day's paper cutting.
She was raped.
By the time I received this from
Sanjeev, she had left the hospital.
It was very difficult to
get her on the phone.
She refused to come
despite all my efforts.
Now...
I thought my father would
be better looking than this.
Are you even fit to be
compared to your mom?
Your mother...
She has never spoken
about this house...
or anything of that sort?
She used to avoid answering,
whenever I've asked her.
Once she said that I'm a mistake that
happened when she went for a treatment.
She was pretty cool.
Till she died, I never
missed having a dad.
Do you miss it now?
Missing is not the problem.
I fear for my life.
Those people won't kill me.
But they're creating a fear
that I could get killed anytime.
They're powerful people.
You'll be safe here.
Hope so.
But I will fight the case.
I've filed an appeal.
Don't stop me.
As if I have no other job.
Can I ask you something?
As far as I know,
you're not married yet.
And you're quite rich.
You were my mother's
brother's close friend.
There was no caste
difference either.
Then why didn't you
marry my mother?
Then why didn't you
marry my mother?
Do you want a simple
answer or a detailed one?
Simple is fine.
I don't know.
Then say it in detail.
I don't know.
I told you, right?
This is that girl.
They had a special prayer for
this girl at the girls' school here.
The news was that the girl who disappeared
was found from the bushes later.
Rape was confirmed later.
Once she left the hospital,
she put up a post online,
saying that I'm the girl who got
raped and this is name and photo, etc.
She looks exactly
like her mother.
I was shocked when I saw her.
I think Vrinda was taller,
as far as I can remember.
So Peelichetta, do you
think she is his daughter?
There is a possibility.
He was a real player then.
But when did he do this?
Everyone was here then.
Bhasi's parents,
four servants...
and Vrinda's family also.
Then how did he?
It's a big house, Peeli uncle.
It's not necessary that
everyone is awake all the time.
Sorry. We were talking about
your Facebook post, Mallika.
No sorries please.
Sorry sister. This society
seeks your forgiveness.
Hangs its head in shame.
You are our daughter,
mother and what not!
I hate these.
These types of dialogues
last only for two days.
And it means
nothing to a victim.
Can I get a tea?
Tea?
Why? Rape victims
don't get tea in this house?
Of course, they would.
I won't? - You will.
I'll bring it.
After the hospital staff stitched me
up, and I regained consciousness,
I saw a small boy in
the bed next to mine.
He lost both legs when a
tipper lorry ran over him.
On the next bed, a woman
who had burns all over her body.
When I saw them both,
I was kind of okay.
You're wondering why I'm saying
all this as if I've memorized it, right?
I actually did memorize this.
To say this to sympathy-givers.
My question is this.
Can you treat me normal?
You're saying
all this funny stuff,
and we should
treat you normally?
Is it?
Who do you think you are?
You're not the
first victim I've met.
A large majority of women go through
marital rape, including Janaki here.
So calm down, a little bit.
Thank you. Now we're talking.
I'm relieved.
You're confused, right?
If you knew that
you had a daughter,
then why were you about
to give me all your property?
Come.
She is your uncle's daughter.
A prospective bride,
as per tradition.
Sheesh!
I haven't even
thought like that.
I'm saying that you
shouldn't think like that.
She's a little girl.
What are you saying?
What I'm going to say now,
should stay between us.
At least till I die.
For her to be my daughter,
something should have happened
between me and
her mother, right?
Isn't that how kids
are born usually?
Nothing like that ever happened
between Vrinda and me.
Your father was a
prince charming, right?
So... her attraction
was understandable.
She must have been
madly in love with him.
Maybe that's why she
decided against an abortion.
I didn't hit your father
over a property dispute,
or for doing that to my sister.
It was for getting my
friend's sister in trouble.
But your mother never
knew this story, until she died.
She died a happy wife.
For that, you
should thank Vrinda.
The girl who came
in yesterday...
... is your sister, Pakkara!
Like I said earlier,
this stays between us.
A lie that's alive is better
than a truth that is dead.
Let me live as her father
for some more time.
You can be her
brother after that.
'In the snow... in
my private nest'
'Do I hear a dove?'
'A faint murmur of
Malhar wafts the wet night'
'Is it raining, or it it
just me fantasising?'
'As I hear her crooning softly'
'And do I see a lonely star
ogling without
batting an eyelid?'
'Come to me beloved
blood, I wallow
in this solitude'
'In the snow... in
my private nest'
'Do I hear a dove?'
Sometimes I see
them in my nightmares.
I was raped by three men.
And was left to die.
Is there some medicine to
make these nightmares go away?
'As a trail of snow
garlands the twilight'
'In the haze of candle light
colours, you chose
to be invisible'
'As you come along
as an incandescence'
'As a wet breeze sends
solace for the virgin earth'
'Is it raining, or is it
just me fantasising?'
'As I hear her crooning softly'
'And do I see a lonely star
ogling without
batting an eyelid?'
'Come to me beloved
blood, I wallow
in this solitude'
'In the snow... in
my private nest'
'Do I hear a dove?'
Who is KingFish??
To Find Who is KingFish..
This Jounrey Started!!
There is No Sighting
Proof of Him!!
Whenever I felt
Closer OF Finding Him
He Gets Away!!
That's his Magic!!
Mallika asked me to
stay for a few more days.
I also want to stay.
I kind of like this place.
Let me get ready. - Okay.
You can drop me at the
same place. At that Church.
Let me see Dashan uncle.
A settlement is remaining.
You're still stuck
on that 90 Crores?
At the other end of the rope
that's tied to those 90 Crores,
something else is tied.
Let me give that to him.
Hey!
If you have more
uncles like this...
and if you're afraid
to go there alone,
call me.
I don't have any
other uncles left.
But now I'll be afraid
to go anywhere alone.
So I will call you.
I definitely will.
You're leaving today, right?
All set?
What was the name of that novel?
Country roads.
On That Dispute Day with Uncle
I took It From There
While Leaving Took the Novel!!
Your dream.
Country roads.
Out of the anger I
had against you then.
Out of your anger, why
didn't you burn this then?
I don't know.
'The days that passed, the
layers of sweet memories'
'The heart that
feels a calm breeze'
'Where the snow melts'
'On this path where
the snow melts'
'As your shadow'
'In the fresh rain, always'
Sorry.
'On this path where you arrive'
'As the fog fades away'
'Hiding behind your shadow'
'My ember eyes
will be searching'
'On this path where you arrive'
'As the fog fades away'
When people look
at it from the outside,
they see a magnanimous man who
wrote 90 Crores to
his nephew's name.
But in reality,
you have put me in
huge trouble, uncle!
Not at all.
An exciting responsibility.
What I never had...
... and what you
need to have in life.
A hook!
Wise men say that
men get their act
together only when a
woman comes along.
It doesn't have to be a wife.
It can also be a little sister.
You're the monster who
stole and hid my novel.
Isn't this the least
I should do to you?
Definitely.
But you're not handing
over a normal sister to me.
And I'm not giving
her a normal brother.
I will wait for a good news.
Done.
So you wanna go for sure?
Yeah, but see you soon.
What's this?
Lunchbox.
So... See you!
So take care and come back soon.
Take care.
Peelichetta! Jani!
Varma sir, a courier for you.
I have sent you the photos of
the three guys on your mobile.
Find out where
they are and what's
their situation.
Take your boys also.
I'll do it, sir.
Come. We have some work to do.
Is there some medicine to
get rid of these nightmares?
Bhaskara Varma, used to be a
chemical engineer or something.
Poison....
... is the best
weapon to murder.
It leaves no evidence....
... if used with diligence.
Haven't you felt
like killing the
people who did this to me, yet?
What's your real
game, Varma sir?
I will wait for a good news.
It's about our blood.
It's all about our blood.
I'm not giving her
a normal brother.
In all three novels, the killing
method is by
administering poison.
Poison that leaves no trace in
your body like
Nascent Hetratoxin.
So...they call him...
Kingfish!