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This story is all about how children are raised.
There are basically two approaches -
The way westerners do it and the way Punjabis do it.
To put it simply,
it's either the good way or the deceitful way.
When Westerners have kids,
they welcome them with lots of love and sophistication.
Since kids get sick easily,
no one touches them.
Instead, they show affection from a distance.
When the kid starts to crawl,
the parents are filled with immense joy.
At that moment, every Westerner wishes them well.
When the child reaches the age of 3 or 4,
they ensure that along with playing,
they also learn about ethics.
You have to share everything.
Sharing is caring, okay?
Alright, let's switch gears
and talk about the Punjabi way of welcoming a newborn baby...
Where the heck are you?
Jagdev just had a son and you still haven't arrived!
Do one thing, gather all the uncles, aunts,
and even the villagers, and come here quickly. Got it?
And at the hospital, all the relatives show up.
Side, please... side, please.
Please leave the room.
Excuse me.
- What's happening? - Come on, Doctor,
isn't it obvious that relatives will come to meet the baby?
Are you crazy,
surrounding the newborn with a crowd?
Come on now, hospital bills are high.
We need to collect cash gifts.
Are you out of your mind?
My baby! My brave baby!
It's only been two hours since the baby was born
and you're already kissing him?
The child can easily catch an infection.
Come on, Doctor. You don't know anything.
He's strong.
Leave the room. Now!
Only two people are allowed in the room.
This is too much, Doctor. He's our boy.
Come on, get out. Everybody, leave.
Please leave, sir.
They may be his parents, but we're the ones fighting for him.
Hey, Gopi started walking!
Little brother, Gopi started walking!
The child starts to walk and everyone sees it.
But as soon as he crosses the main door -
Where the hell do you think you're going, huh?
Today is the first time he's been scolded,
and that too for something that's not his fault.
In fact, he achieved something.
Harder! Hit harder!
Hit it harder!
Hit it! Hit it!
Gopi hits harder and the pot breaks.
Everyone is happy to see how strong he is.
The child now learns
that he'll be praised for breaking things.
But now, how will he know
what he's supposed to break and what not to?
What have you done?
What on earth have you done?
The child is surprised,
why wasn't he appreciated today?
None of them realised their mistake.
They argue about who's holding the stick,
but no one talks about
who taught him to hit with the stick.
Gopi, say you bloody...
That's how we train and shape our children.
Say what your uncle is saying, son.
- You bloody... - You bloody...
- Yes! - Gopi, stand up.
Who broke this chalk?
Tell me or I'll hit you.
- You bloody... - You...!
Silence!
He bloody embarrassed us!
Who taught you to curse, huh?
You should stop cursing first.
Sir, you don't know him. He's a menace!
Stop it. We'll talk to him.
Please leave.
Who the hell is teaching my son how to curse?
See what happens when you call him?
You fool!
Being Jagdev Singh's son, you got beaten up?
- You... - Gopi doesn't understand,
as the things his family says are wrong
were taught to him by them.
I won't get beaten up by you today,
or else my father will beat me up again for getting beaten up.
Now Gopi gets beaten up every day...
- for his mistakes. - Being Jagdev Singh's son,
you've started beating up other people's kids!
Mom, why did you make me Jagdev Singh's son?
No, son, don't say that.
Everybody hits me.
What happened, Gopi?
Why are you crying ?
Anyone who feels like it can slap me.
That's how kids are raised.
We were all raised with slaps.
- Really? - Of course!
Your father, your grandfather,
they were all raised with slaps too.
Really?
So, should I also slap my children for their mistakes?
Of course!
It's a tradition. It will continue like this.
But Gopi's unlucky,
when it was his turn to continue the tradition of disciplining kids
he had become a citizen of a country
where people get punished even for giving a stern look at kids.
Officer, I swear, I never lie.
I'm not lying.
He's lying.
Didn't you glare at me?
Son, you made a dent in my new car with your bicycle.
I just looked at you, son.
- It's not a crime. - He's lying.
He's blatantly lying.
He glared at me.
No, Officer.
That's just how I look at every one.
When I was born, the midwife came running out.
She said the boy was staring at me.
But there was really nothing worth looking at her for.
Son, you can even ask your grandpa.
What do you want, son?
Should I put your father behind bars for 2-3 months?
You tell me, don't you think 2-3 months is too short?
Hurry up, Nikki.
Are you going to come after they hang me?
Gopi!
I'm here!
Nikki!
$300? Hey, we had agreed on $400.
I give you so much business.
Who else gives you business like I do?
It's hardly business.
He gets you arrested and I get you out.
Why do you even say anything to him in the first place?
I keep telling him that he was born and raised here.
Let him do what he wants.
Great!
So I'm not even allowed to give him a stern look when he makes a mistake?
I've spent my whole life getting beaten up by my father,
and I'm not even supposed to say anything to my son?
If I get angry, I'll beat him to a pulp, I'm telling you.
Don't, Brother.
Don't even think about it.
He's only been filing petty reports so far,
saying that you give him a look, you scold him.
The day he claims that you hit him,
the government will take the child away from you and give him to the Counsel.
They'll only return him when he becomes an adult.
Oh, my poor baby.
How about saying "oh, my poor husband" sometimes, huh?
- You... - Counselor, brother,
you should show up immediately whenever Nikki calls, yeah?
I have other things to do too.
Tell me the next date now itself.
How can I tell you now? He's the one who decides, right?
What?
Nothing, son.
We were just looking at you affectionately.
No one was giving you a stern look.
Then it's fine.
God alone can save you now.
"I'm your father, show me respect."
"Don't get angry, just love me."
"I'm your father, show me respect."
"Don't get angry, just love me."
"Be courteous."
"Don't anger your elders."
"Be courteous."
"Don't anger your elders."
"Don't fight. I plead with you,"
Stop this nonsense!"
No!
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
"My father beat me,"
"But it made me a better person."
"My father beat me,"
"But it made me a better person."
"I don't say anything to you,"
"Yet you call the cops every Sunday."
"Things go smoothly Monday to Friday."
"But on weekends, our place gets raided by the cops."
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
- "Listen to me. - No, Papa!"
- "Shinda, Shinda! - No, Papa!"
Gopi! Have coffee
Come on, the dent's not too big.
Of course, it's just part of the design.
You know, as a mother,
even if your son breaks the car into two pieces,
you'll still find a way to say, "This is great!
My son turned one car into two."
Sometimes, you should think like a father too.
You haven't seen how fathers in Punjab behave.
- Yeah, right. - If I behave like a father in Punjab,
I'll have him on the right track in no time.
Look at her talk!
Hey Makhan!
Hey Gopi, how are you?
I'm good. How about you?
Congrats. Uncle said you got a new car.
Yeah, I just had to fix a dent on it.
A dent in your new car?
It was a small accident.
Oh no. Poor Shinda must be really sad.
Kids get so excited about new cars.
Yeah, you can just blame that excitement for causing the dent.
Huh?
You idiot!
You spilled the water
No, Dad!
- You are always breaking things! - No, Dad!
How many times have I told you to play outside?
What's going on, Makhan?
- Why are you beating him up? - He's always breaking things.
He's always causing us losses! You...
Why did you suddenly go quiet?
It's nothing.
Kids can really be a handful, I tell you.
Makhan, I guess you beat up your kid every other day.
Are you crazy?
I can't spoil him by giving him too much time between beatings.
If that ruins his life, he'll end up cursing me in the future -
"You're my father, why didn't you beat me to teach me a lesson?"
Well, your family used to beat you so much,
that's why you're in Canada today, earning dollars.
Tell me, did you have any talent otherwise?
Yeah?
You must be hitting your son only at night.
You and your wife both are working during the day, right?
Nope, we hit him before we head off to work too.
Yeah, you got to do that for your kids, Brother.
Hey, where's Shinda?
He was just playing around here.
I just slapped him and sent him inside to do his homework.
Good.
Sometimes I take a day off work
just to thrash him.
I've got a tight grip on him.
Alright, bye Makhan! Later.
Let's go, man.
What is it now?
What did he do this time?
He didn't do anything in front of me, Counselor.
He went to sleep.
I don't know if he did anything in his sleep. Let's go.
I didn't do anything this time.
He's lying.
Didn't you tell Uncle Makhan that you beat me up every day?
You beat him?
Wow, you're doing a great job teaching your son our mother tongue.
Today speaking my mother tongue will get me in trouble.
Son, I said those things to Uncle Makhan.
I didn't say anything to you.
Every day you tell others that you slap me every day.
Do you know how much that mentally tortures me?
You mentally torture a child of our country?
- Should I lock you up? - No, Officer, I...
Gopi.
Nikki!
Did you get your father arrested again?
He went too far this time.
Before, he would just glare at me,
but yesterday he told Uncle Makhan that he'll thrash me.
How disgusting!
You deserve some respect too.
I'm really angry about what he does.
It's not like I enjoy sending him to jail.
Then Mom has to do all the chores by herself.
Tell me, are you all going to Laddu's birthday party?
It will be tough for me. My father is in jail.
It's okay.
What you did was important.
I'll wish Laddu on your behalf.
- Ok. - Bye.
Where is my grandson ?
Yes, he's here.
Sinda, Grandpa.
Hello, Grandpa.
Hello, Great Grandma!
Hello, my boy.
Howdy! How's my brave boy doing?
I'm good. How are you?
I feel alive now that I got to talk to my boy.
This is not how you talk to a kid.
"I feel alive."
He'll think you came back from the dead.
It's been a long time since we saw each other.
Come here.
But all my friends are here.
What will I do there?
Come on now, am I not your friend?
You can play with me.
Forget it, Dad.
If by mistake you raise your hand on him like you used to on me,
then you'll curse me.
Why would I curse you?
It's nothing.
Dad, we need to go to a party.
We'll talk to you after we get ready.
Okay, bye.
Say bye.
Bye.
Okay, bye.
You Indian! What have you done?
Sorry-sorry-sorry.
What was that, Ricky?
What's with the name-calling?
You're an Indian too.
No, I'm not.
I'll slap you.
Uncle, you can't hit him.
I'll call the police.
- Shinda. - Shinda.
Quiet down.
Why should I be quiet?
Uncle is wrong.
How is he wrong?
Ricky is wrong too.
He's name-calling him. Isn't he an Indian too?
How is he an Indian, Papa?
Only his parents are Indian.
Like all the kids here.
We're growing up here.
We're getting our education here.
We go to school here. We're exposed to the culture here.
We have Western friends.
Everything except for our parents is from this country.
So how can you say we're just Indians?
Uncle, your son is only a little bit Indian,
the rest of him is Canadian.
Yes.
Sorry, Brother.
Sorry.
Hey Jelly, wake up!
Come on, wake up already!
Don't you know that helpers wake up early?
Go and feed the cattle, okay?
Wake up, you...!
Come on, wake up.
You'll be late for school. It's 7 o'clock.
Gopi's calling at this hour?
Hello?
How's it going, Makhan?
I'm good, I'm good.
What made you call this early?
Everything alright?
Yeah, everything's fine.
Doesn't sound like it.
Forget it.
Tell me, what were you doing?
Nothing, just trying to wake up this lazybone.
Wake up, you're late for school.
You're lucky, you can vent whenever you want.
At least your child knows right from wrong.
I don't have any other option.
I need to spare time to discipline him.
If a child doesn't fear their parents,
they'll become spoiled.
Who does your son fear more?
We both fear him, Brother.
Huh?
Wake up, you lazy bum!
I didn't get you.
What can I say, Makhan?
I made a mistake coming to Canada.
I spent my childhood fearing my father,
and now I spend my life fearing my son.
Is your son old enough to beat you?
Not like that, Makhan.
- Then? - Let me explain.
I'll be damned.
Are you serious?
They would definitely hang me if I were there.
Jelly, my son, I hope you're not hurt badly.
I don't know what to say, Makhan.
I'm so frustrated.
I can't even reprimand my child when he's wrong.
Look, he understands the laws of the country he was born in.
There's only one way to set your son straight.
You should bring him to Punjab.
He'll come here and see how kids still remain happy even after a thrashing.
He will gradually come to accept it as a part of our culture and upbringing
that it is quite common for parents to discipline their children.
Now pay close attention to what I'm saying.
Give him a couple of whacks as soon as you enter India.
You won't be arrested for it.
The way he has troubled me,
I'll possibly end up doing it as soon as the plane crosses Lahore.
Hey, Shinda, you're back!
Did you have a chance to play?
No, it started raining.
It's so much fun to play in the rain in Punjab.
The games you all play here aren't that exciting.
The games we play in Punjab are really thrilling.
Oh, really? What kind of games do they play there?
That's the difference between the kids raised here and the kids raised in Punjab.
You all play easy games, like kids' games.
You have to play Bandar Killa to understand what real games are like.
Bandar Killa?
Yeah, Bandar Killa.
We used to play it when we were kids.
All the players have to take off their shoes and slippers
and put them near the post.
And then the other players have to try and steal them.
Once all the shoes and slippers are stolen, you start running...
And then the other players start throwing shoes and slippers at you.
He remembers this game all his life.
Wow, Papa, that sounds so interesting.
Guli Danda is even more interesting.
What's that?
It's our game!
A game with no limits or boundaries.
All the kids would gather
and we'd go to the carpenter, Magar Tarkhaan, to make us a Guli Danda.
And that's all we needed. We'd find a street,
place the Guli on the ground,
and flip it.
Wow, Papa, let's play Guli Danda.
Son, that game is meant to be played on the streets.
If we play here and accidentally hit someone,
we could get arrested.
So people didn't get arrested in Punjab?
Well, at most, they would take away our Gulis.
We'd just go back to Magar Tarkhaan and have him make us new ones.
Getting people arrested is something that happens only here.
By the way, have you ever played cricket with a Thaapa?
Thaapa?
Yes!
What's that?
Oh its desi style of cricket
Its wicket any time , sixer and a four Just full cricket swings everywhere
There's so much I need to tell you.
You know nothing.
Your life is so dull.
Well, it's not my fault.
You used to play your games on the streets
and not on the ground like we can do here.
We can't do that here.
Should we go to Punjab?
Are you crazy?
We can play for a few days and then come back.
Listen, son, if you know about these games,
then you can tell your kids that you know everything.
Otherwise, they'll say, "Papa, you don't know anything."
Fine.
But we'll come back in a couple of days, right?
It'll be a short trip, son.
I'll let Mickey know that I'm coming to India too.
Are you out of your mind?
Do you even know what Bandar Killa is?
Papa told me it's a game where you gather shoes and chuck them at each other.
You are a weirdo!
You really want to come here and get pelted with shoes?
Even Aunty used to say, "Go play, it's a local thing."
So I tried it out.
And guess what? One of my buddies ended up with a black eye.
I'll send you a picture if you don't believe me.
Check it out.
Oh, God!
He got smacked by a shoe?
Yep, a Bata one.
Everyone there says that:
If it's steel, it should be from Tata?
?? unclear
If it's a shoe, it should be from Bata.
So now tell me, do you still want to come here?
Mickey, trust me, I am never ever coming to Punjab.
What!
Our Shareeks have taken over our land?
How many of them are there?
15?
Tell them not to mess with a Jatt.
What are you saying, Papa?
Your Shareeks are also Jatts.
Tell them not to leave!
They can't just take my land.
I'm coming!
Get ready, Shinda.
We have to go to Punjab and reclaim our land.
I know how brave you are!
You go to watch movies on Tuesdays
because they're cheaper.
No!
I don't care about money when I'm filled with rage.
Papa, Papa, relax.
Grandpa explained to me what "Shareek" means.
They are our uncles and cousins.
Are you willing to shed your family's blood over a piece of land?
This is a limit.
You're quick to drag your own father to the police station at the drop of a hat,
and now you're showing concern over our Shareeks!
Book the tickets, Dad.
- Don't bother coming here. - Huh?
Why not?
Even animals follow a system there,
but here, even humans don't follow any system.
Uncle took me on a city tour.
He would run through red lights and stop
and chat with people when the lights were green.
Didn't you tell your uncle to follow traffic rules?
I did.
He says, "Dear, these lights are just for decoration during Diwali.
Don't take them seriously."
Anyway, forget it.
Tell me,
do they drive on the left or right side of the road in India?
Nothing is fixed here.
They drive however they want.
Huh?
Let me be honest, Shinda.
He is not bringing you here for sightseeing,
he is bringing you here to scare you.
My uncle on my mom's side is unbelievable.
When the traffic police hand signaled him to stop for running a red light,
he took his hand with him.
What?
So, did you give the hand back or not?
He went back to give the hand back.
What are we going to do with an extra hand?
I ask again, do you have any plans of coming here?
I'll ask Grandpa for his blessings over the phone.
The way you've explained things to me,
I'm never going to Punjab.
Bye Shinda. Bye, Mickey.
On what pretext should I take him to Punjab .
Jaswant!
How are you doing, Jaswant?
Hey, how's it going, Gopi?
I'm good. Where are you going?
Headed to Punjab.
Everything alright?
Nah, my father-in-law's not doing so well.
My family already left yesterday.
They wanted me to join them.
Oh, I see.
Take care, bro. Catch you later.
Jaswant!
If your father-in-law pulls through,
make sure to thank him, alright?
What's wrong with Dad?
I have no clue.
Makhan didn't give me any details.
He just said, "Dad's not well, hurry up and come."
So you're going there?
Not just me, we're all going there.
But first, let's find out what's wrong with him.
In Punjab, they use "not well" for all kinds of illnesses.
Sometimes even the doctors don't know what's going on.
Then let's video call Grandpa.
Nah,
I can't bear to see Dad like this.
Then how will you see him when we go there?
True.
Once we get there...
?? unclear
Shinda, go get ready quickly.
Gopi?
Were you lying to us?
Don't you want to teach our kid about our culture?
What culture?
The one where if his dad beats him up for making a mistake,
he shouldn't go to the police and complain.
That's not the right way, Gopi.
It's the only right way.
Let him stay in Punjab for a month.
I promise he'll learn to respect us by the time we come back.
Gopi is a modern kid.
I don't want a modern kid,
that's why I'm taking him to Punjab.
I'll turn him into an old-school kid and bring him back.
You go get ready.
Pack our bags.
Go.
Modern kid, as if!
- Hello? - Makhan?
Yeah, tell me,
when are you guys landing? I'll come pick you up.
Alright, but there's an issue.
What's up?
I lied to Shinda to get him to come along.
I told him Dad wasn't well.
That's a big lie, man.
That's why I'm telling you.
Now you have to make sure he's actually unwell.
Breaking a leg or something we can figure out,
but how do you make someone unwell?
That's your problem.
You only have until our flight lands.
I want Dad to be unwell before the plane touches down.
- Okay, bye. - Hey...
Now tell me,
how can I make someone fall ill who doesn't even get sick
after downing a bottle of alcohol?
I cant slap from this side, I should shift shinda here
Shinda, switch seats with me.
I need to talk to your mom.
I'll take her seat and make her sit in the middle.
Why are you waking her up?
She's sleeping.
And you want to talk with her while she's asleep?
Man, the things you do for friends and family!
I need some medicine.
What's it for?
Nothing serious.
I just need something to make someone fall ill.
What?
Just give me a pill that can make someone sick real quick.
That's the fastest way to do it.
Nah, bro, I need a pill.
Hey, are you home, Uncle?
Yeah, come on in! Come on in!
I just got a call from Gopi!
I'm so happy!
Really? I need to rectify that.
So are you coming with me to the airport?
Why do you need to go there, Uncle?
I can go alone and pick them up.
I'm free, I'll go with you.
I suggested it because you're not feeling well.
Nah, I'm fine.
I'm perfectly fine.
Look, Aunty, his face looks pale.
I think he has a vitamin deficiency.
- I'll give him a pill for it. - A pill?
Yeah, a vitamin supplement.
Nah, I am not taking any pills.
What's wrong?
Hey, what pill is he not taking, huh?
- Hello, Grandma. - God bless you, son.
Uncle has a vitamin deficiency.
I was going to give him a vitamin supplement.
But he says he won't take it.
Really?
- Just slip the pill into his mouth. - Come on, guys.
- Take it. - Have some water.
- Take it.
You idiot!
Papa!
- What is it? - You're snoring too loudly.
It's disturbing me.
Shut up. "You're loud", he says!
How dare you speak to me like that?
I won't even wait till we cross Lahore, I'm warning you.
Yes?
He's misbehaving with me.
Sorry?
I mean he's being very loud and inappropriate with me.
- No. - It's okay, he's your father.
There you go.
No, I feel very uncomfortable.
I want to be moved immediately.
Okay, um...
here, come with me.
"Come on, let's get lost in a world of our own."
"I am a troubled traveler and you a princess of the world unknown."
"Come on, let's write songs about the white fog that surrounds us."
"Swimming is no big deal,"
"Come on, let's learn how to drown."
"In your eyes, I keep vows of my own."
"I am a troubled traveler and you a princess of the world unknown."
"In another time, we met at another place."
"We declared our love for each other at our pace."
"Come on, let's hold each other's hand today,"
"And sing a song of our own."
"I am a troubled traveler and you a princess of the world unknown."
"Your fragrance awakened me like it was a ploy,"
"You took my name, and I had tears of joy."
"I rein this land, no longer forlorn,"
"I am a troubled traveler and you a princess of the world unknown."
Hello. Ricky.
Hello. Shinda.
So you're heading to Punjab?
Yeah, going for a vacation.
What about you?
I'm going to Punjab too,
but not for fun.
My grandpa isn't doing well.
Oh, sorry.
Why sorry?
He's just not feeling well, nothing serious.
Well, when someone's sick and you have to rush to India,
it usually means they won't last long.
We went to India last year when my grandpa wasn't well.
He passed away two days after we left.
Sorry.
We're kids, they don't tell us everything.
I don't think your grandpa will make it.
That's why my dad is so upset with me.
He's probably really sad inside, he just doesn't show it.
I promise I won't bother you anymore, Papa.
Oh, sorry, how can I help you?
Are we in Lahore yet?
Sorry?
Are we crossing Lahore?
No, we're crossing Portugal, sir.
Can we beat kids there?
Sorry?
Wake me up when we cross Lahore.
Okay, sure. I can do that for you.
Yeah.
Can I get you anything else?
Um, no.
Come on, Makhan, let's go to the airport.
I don't want us to be late.
Uncle, you are still feeling okay?
You fool, my grandson is coming! Why would I be sick?
You need to pretend to be sick for your grandson's sake!
- What? - What?
Just tell a little white lie that you're unwell.
Don't make me punch you.
I will never lie to my grandson.
Fine, then go see your grandson.
When he finds out you're fine,
he'll just go back.
He wasn't willing to come to Punjab in the first place.
Gopi lied to get him here, saying you were sick.
We're doing so much for you and you can't even lie for us?
No, I won't lie.
That's the least you can do, Dad.
Just lie.
It's not like you don't have any other flaws.
No, I can't do this. No chance.
Alright, then listen to me.
What?
You don't have to say anything to your grandson.
- Okay? - Okay.
You just need to pretend to be sick.
Acting, really? But I'm not Dilip Kumar or something!
Think of something good.
Shinda, why are you looking around like that?
Grab the trolley.
Okay, Papa.
'I'll have to deal with this sad guy with love.'
Why is Shinda taking so long?
It's okay, son.
Shinda must be getting thrashed.
'Why is this wild dog acting like a rabbit today?'
'What is wrong with him?'
Listen, Shinda,
we won't stop the car on the way.
Go use the restroom.
I don't really need to go, but I'll go anyway.
What are you doing?
What am I doing?
What is he doing?
He doesn't seem bothered by anything.
Why do you want him to be bothered?
Are you trying to get him to call the cops on you again?
Let him try.
The cop on duty would probably say
I gave my own son a whack before going to work.
Remember where we are right now.
Hurry up!
Oh great! Welcome, welcome!
- It's so good to see you! - You doing alright?
- Yeah. - Hello.
Hi.
Did you have a good journey?
Yeah, it was fine.
Was it crowded?
- I flew here. Didn't take a bus. - Right, right.
Keep the bags inside.
Sister-in-law, get in. Have the kids sit with you.
- Yeah? - Did you hit him?
Nah, man.
He's acting like a perfect son ever since we landed.
"Yes, Papa. Okay, Papa."
He's not giving me a chance to slap him.
He should give me a reason to!
Are you really looking for a reason?
You're his father, isn't that reason enough?
I can thrash my boy anytime, and he won't say a word.
That's what you should show him today.
No matter how much a father hits his son,
the son does not call the cops.
He keeps quiet.
Fine, I'll do it right away.
Now watch your friend Makhan in action.
You go that way.
Why are you staring out the window?
Can't you sit properly?
Put on some music, dude.
Put on some music, huh?
Should I play Jagtar Jagga for you?
Nah, don't bother, dude.
How's Dad doing?
Not great, you can tell.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
- He's not feeling well? - Yep.
Assume that he barely cheated death.
We are just talking.
Lie down.
Jeeta!
Their car is here. Get started.
My lion son has come.
Lets go Jassi
Ambulance?
Uncle's heart is really weak.
Grandpa!
You took forever to get here.
I'm so happy!
You finally came after such a long time.
Are you feeling better now?
Son, ask the doctor instead.
Doctor, tell him, how's Uncle doing now?
He needs treatment.
He's like cotton that's infested with pests.
Pests?
Make sure you give him the proper pesticides on time.
- Pesticide? - I mean the herbs.
Everything else is okay.
Son, now that you're here, I feel great!
Uncle...
My cure has arrived.
I'll be fine now.
I'm good, Brother. How are you?
He's your dad's cousin.
He's your uncle.
Hello, Uncle.
How are you doing, Nephew?
Did you bring me a perfume?
He's innocent.
Now that your dad is here,
he'll stay with him and learn about the world.
What's the ambulance doing here?
My baby is here!
Hello, Great Grandma!
Hello, Great Grandma, my foot!
Come over and touch my feet for blessings.
Go easy on him, Mother. He's a modern kid.
Don't make me hit you.
Instead of teaching the kid, you're encouraging him?
Hey,
why are you wasting time wearing white clothes?
Who's going to do the work, huh?
Great Grandma, people who work don't wear white here?
They get dirty, son.
- Do the doctor's clothes get dirty? - Go and inject the buffaloes.
Huh?
A vet came to check on Grandpa?
No, son. A regular doctor messed up your grandpa's case.
That's why we called for the best doctor for him.
Grandma, are you only going to meet your great-grandson?
- Aren't you going to meet your grandson? - Come here, come here, come here.
Come give me a hug.
Son have more dal,
Here, son, have one more.
No, Aunty.
Aunty?
Don't call me aunty.
I'm your father's aunt.
Call me Grandma.
- Okay. - Yes.
Son, he's your dad's oldest uncle, got it?
And she's his oldest aunt.
He's your dad's youngest uncle.
And she's his youngest aunt.
They're your dad's uncles and aunts.
Now it's your turn.
He's your oldest uncle, alright?
And she's your oldest aunt.
He's your Uncle Makhan.
You know him, right?
And she's his wife, your aunt.
So, this is our little family.
This is our family?
Yes, son.
Why? What happened?
I thought you invited the whole village over.
The villagers will also feel like family to you soon.
Then you won't feel like leaving this place.
I want a salad.
- Here you go! - There you go!
He's speaking in English!
He's not speaking in English to impress you.
He's asking for salad.
Oh, he wants salad.
- Here you go, son. - Grandpa?
Do you want me to cut it with a knife?
No, why are you punching it? You're not feeling well.
What's wrong with him? He's perfectly fine.
What is he so scared?
Huh?
Jelly, go and show Shinda our cattle.
Come, I'll show you butterflies.
What?
You mean buffalo?
I don't know English.
I'll stick with calling them cattle.
Makhan, Jelly is very smart. He's so smart. Good boy.
What is it now?
You didn't tell everyone that we're pretending Dad is sick?
Never mind the family, your dad wasn't willing to lie.
He said we could create an atmosphere of him being sick,
but he wouldn't lie to his grandson.
We'll get caught if no one cooperates.
Now let's teach Shinda what we came here for.
I whacked my son a lot today.
I'm sure your son must have learned something from it.
Do you learn everything in just one class?
No.
Then keep hitting your son until Shinda asks me
why Jelly isn't saying anything even after getting thrashed by you.
- Okay. - Then I'll tell him
- it's our culture. - Okay.
A father can hit his son as much as he wants,
but a son can never complain.
Okay, let's get on with it then.
We'll teach your son about our culture today.
Bye. See you tomorrow.
Hey! Who are you?
Let me go, Brother. Please, let me go.
Were you listening to our conversation?
No!
- Who are you? - I... I am...
- Who are you? - Let her go. She's Bholi.
- Let her go. - Yes.
What were you doing in there?
We were playing hide and seek, Brother.
If both of you were hiding, who the hell was seeking you?
Right.
And they say he is naïve.
Let it go. She is his girlfriend.
Let him go. Let's do our thing. Go.
- Can I go, Brother? - Buzz off.
This is too much.
Let's go and teach your son about our culture.
Bholi!,
Big Brother,
- don't let your grandson leave. - Hmm.
I won't.
I'll stop him if he tries to leave.
You make such perfectly round Rotis (flatbread).
Can't you make them perfectly round, Nikki?
I don't know. Gopi is the one who makes them over there.
Well done, Makhan,
drinking imported liquor now, huh?
It's moonshine inside an imported liquor bottle, bro.
- Really? - I bought eight bottles
from the scrap dealer just to show off.
Let me know when.
Keep pouring.
Okay.
This time it is made with peanuts.
I'll teach you how to play Bandar Killa tomorrow itself.
Just don't run away.
But I was told you have to run away.
I meant backing out.
Makhan, stop drinking
and get on with the main thing
before your son goes to sleep.
He won't go to sleep.
He knows he's about to get whacked.
Then do it before my son falls asleep.
Okay.
Jelly!
Come here!
Coming, Dad!
Tell Uncle how you spell your name.
J-E-L-L-Y.
Wrong. Get lost.
But it was right.
Who cares?!
I just needed to slap him.
Okay, Nikki, we're done making dinner.
They'll call us when they want to eat it.
Let's go.
Gopi,
it's getting late.
I'll get going. You guys should wrap up soon too. ?? unclear
Okay... okay, Papa.
Bye, guys.
I should leave too,
otherwise, the street dogs will start chasing me.
No problem, go carefully.
Makhan,
Shinda still hasn't questioned me.
I see.
Jelly?
Coming, Dad!
Come here.
Yes, Dad?
What is the capital of the country?
New Delhi.
First, ask which country!
What is the name of the country?
You're too eager!
Get lost!
This is too much.
Shinda is just sitting there, staring at us.
- He still hasn't asked any questions. - I see.
Jelly, my boy.
Which cheek should I offer for you to slap?
First, ask me what I actually want to ask!
I called you here to show my love.
But now I won't.
Go, get lost.
Makhan, Shinda is still sitting there, staring at us.
He still hasn't asked any questions.
My son might end up asking me, "Why are you hitting me so much, Dad?"
I came to India because you wanted me to.
I see.
Jelly, my boy!
Come here, I don't want any complaints.
Coming, Dad!
How much did you score in the sixth grade?
Seems like you've had too much to drink, Dad.
I'm still in fifth grade.
You dared to talk back to me!
Get lost!
I won't leave.
You'll end up calling me again. I'll stand right here.
You bloody...
- You are always breaking things! - No, Dad!
You idiot!
Papa, why is Uncle beating up Jelly?
Jelly can be a bit of a troublemaker.
It doesn't matter,
Uncle shouldn't lay a hand on him.
This is how kids learn their lesson here, son.
No one ever complains.
In this country,
fathers can do whatever they want to their children, including hitting them.
- No, Dad! No, Dad! - Let me call the police.
- No, no, no! - Just you wait. Just stay right here.
Jelly should be the one calling the police,
and now Uncle is threatening Jelly with the police?
Why can't you understand, son?
Your uncle isn't doing anything wrong.
It's our cultural way of teaching children.
Here, kids only learn their lesson after getting beaten.
And then they go on to succeed in life.
Who succeeds in life like that?
Look, son...
The CEOs of the biggest companies in the world are Indians.
And half of the scientists at NASA are from India.
You are right.
Son, even though Jelly is screaming outside,
deep down he must be thanking his father and thinking,
"Because of you, I will succeed in life."
What are you saying?
That's how children find success, son.
Jelly will surely become the CEO of a big company someday.
Son, I'm afraid you might be left behind
while Jelly races ahead.
Hmm?
'I didn't get this. I'll ask Grandpa.'
Drink this milk. It's hot.
Grandpa...
How many times have I told you not to eat sweets?
- You have diabetes! - I just had a piece...
You ate the entire box!
He Say - I just had a piece...
You ate the entire box!
And you say you had just one piece, huh?
What are you staring at?
'Even Grandpa gets smacked. I cannot approach him."
'Jelly!'
'Here, kids only learn their lesson after getting beaten.'
'And then they go on to succeed in life.'
Hey Siri...
Yes, sir?
I am not talking to you. You can go back to sleep.
There is a Siri on the mobile too?
Hey Siri...
Let me try Google.
Hey Google,
if you beat and torture a child,
will he rise at his best?
No. It's wrong. The child will get depressed.
He will be stubborn and will (lose) confidence in his or her life.
Jelly, you're wrong
if you think getting beat up will make you a big company CEO.
What is that?
That's the reason why your dad keeps hitting you.
So I get beat up because of this CEO stuff?
Exactly!
That damn CEO...
Hey, don't swear.
Makhan.
Last night, I told Shinda that dads have the right to hit them
and kids never complain.
That's why I told you to bring him to Punjab.
Kids can learn a lot from each other.
As the saying goes, society moulds man.
I hope my son learns a lesson from yours.
Enough of this nonsense, Jelly.
All the kids get beat up.
Do you know how much that affects them?
Listen to this.
Do you understand English?
Only my kind of English.
Hey, Siri...
Hey Google, tell me in Punjabi,
if you beat and torture a child,
will they succeed in life?
'This is wrong.' 'Kids get depressed.'
Did you hear that?
Getting beaten up all the time will drive you crazy.
You will start banging your head on walls.
I already do.
That's because of all the thrashing.
This is not good for your growth.
You need to speak up.
Who can I complain to? When I talk to Mom,
she says it's okay because he's your father.
When you talk to Grandpa, he says all fathers beat their sons.
So tell me, who can I turn to?
You should file a complaint with the police.
Just let it go, Brother.
He's my father.
Does that give him the right to hit you?
In our country, no one even dares to lay a finger on their own child.
Look, Jelly, you are my brother.
This truly hurts me to see you like this.
If you keep getting beaten like that,
it's going to mess with your mental stability.
And if you don't trust me, just listen to this.
Hey Google,
what happens to kids who get beaten up every day?
Tell me in Punjabi.
They lose their sanity.
And I'm afraid I've already lost mine.
I'm telling you all this because I care about you.
Please listen to my advice and file a complaint with the police.
But what if the police yell at my father?
Look, just like you care for your father,
I want him to care about you too.
He needs to understand that hitting you has repercussions.
I get that, but I don't want the police complaint to make things better for me
while my father becomes mentally unstable.
He will be fine.
They'll just delete the "virus", sort out the issue
and make sure your dad stops hurting you.
Trust me.
So can I count on you to go to the police station with me?
Yes
There you go, Makhan.
Looks like they've become best buddies.
Now just wait and see.
Shinda will only learn what Jelly teaches him.
It's true, the company you keep really matters.
Thanks, Makhan.
If you want any other Canadian kid to learn our culture,
just let me know.
Makhan is your go-to guy.
People will be lining up for it, Makhan!
All the parents over there are desperately asking,
"Who teaches such culture?"
Makhan!
That's it, Makhan! You're going to make millions of dollars!
No one has had such a successful import-export business like you.
Everyone will be talking about you! Makhan! Makhan! Makhan!
Hey kids, if you want to succeed in life,
you need to go through this punishment.
Jelly!
Yes, Dad!
How are you feeling?
Feeling great!
Never talk back to your parents.
I am responsible for your bright future.
Sir, we are from England. Please teach our kids too.
- We'll pay you for it. - We're from Toronto, Canada.
Please teach our kids. We're willing to pay.
Don't worry, I'll teach all the kids,
and I'll teach them how to accept being punished
and never talk back to their parents.
- Give me the fees. - Here you go. Here's the money.
Makhan!
Are we still here?
Go and file a complaint.
I'm not going in there alone. You come with me too.
Listen, Jelly,
you have to file a complaint against your father by yourself.
I'll be leaving in a few days.
After that, it's up to you to come here on your own.
Don't worry, the police are here to help us.
They're our friends.
Okay, I'll go in.
But what do I say to them?
Just tell them you want to file an FIR.
That's what Google said.
Damn it.
Hit him! Hit him harder!
I promise I won't sell dope again, sir!
Really?
That's great news.
He swears he won't sell dope anymore.
Why did you sell them in the first place?
We didn't let foreigners rule our country,
and you let foreign dope enter your home!
Hello, sir. Jai Hind!
I want to share some good news with you.
We have seized about half a kilo of dope.
I checked it for authenticity,
so we might fall short by 500 grams or so.
Don't worry, sir.
I promised we would seize 50 kilos of drugs
this month at our police station.
Not 50 kilos, sir,
we actually seized 62 kilos!
There you go, sir.
Another congratulations are in order.
We went over our target by 12 kilos.
What should we do with the extra 12 kilos, sir?
Sorry, sir.
What did he say?
He said that the 12 kilos you--
Who do you think you are to question me!
That reminds me...
Present me with the goods.
Sir, I present you... a 62-kilos dude!
There you have it.
Damn you!
I told you to seize drugs, not a dude!
This is why my real police station
is being used as a shooting location!
What do we do now, sir?
We've already informed the senior officer.
Oh really?
I have a solution for that too.
First, offer some dope to the dude,
and then include in the FIR that the dude
was caught using dope.
- Okay, sir. - First, put him behind bars.
- Come with me. - Take him along.
- First, put him behind bars.
Hey,
where are you going?
Did you lose your ball around here?
I had some stuff to take care of.
Isn't it ironic? We never have anything to do here.
What kind of work could a yearling like you have here?
Well... I wanted to file an FIR.
Oh, an FIR, huh?
Whose murder did you witness?
Do you even know what FIR means?
Yeah, I know.
What?
Fetch and Immediately Reprimand.
Oh really?
I always thought FIR meant First Information Report.
Who do you want to make a report against?
My father has been beating me. I want to report him.
I see, so your father beats you.
Why? Do you expect your father to only give you goodies?
Don't forget that the person who gave birth to you will beat you too.
Just leave now!
You shameless kid!
He wants to make a report.
We don't even make reports for murders
until the dead person wakes up and says,
"Sir, he's the one who killed me."
Dude, just go back to Canada.
I used to only get beat up at home before,
but thanks to you, now even strangers are slapping me.
What happened?
The inspector slapped me!
"Police is our friend! Police is our friend!"
Your friend slapped me!
How can the police slap you?
I'm sure you messed up while explaining things to him.
That's why I asked you to come with me.
I'm not supposed to go with you.
We are Sareeks.
I don't want it to seem like I have any issue with your father,
and that I'm trying to seek revenge through you.
Alright, I'll go back in there.
If he says anything to me now,
remember that your laws don't work here.
You are back?
Yeah, I am.
I've spent my whole life praying to God for a child.
If kids turn out like this, I'm glad I didn't have one.
Who are you?
He's a menace. He's Makhan's son.
That guy has such a slippery name,
it's no wonder his son slipped through his fingers.
I'm not as bad as you think, you know.
Oh yeah? Want me to show you how bad I can be?
From now on, I'll report anyone who lays a hand on me!
You think you can report "anyone", huh?
What do you want?
I already told you, my dad beats me.
I want to file a complaint against him.
What's your daddy's name, Ghee?
No, sir, it's Makhan.
Whatever!
Okey..
Sorry, Uncle,
but this was necessary.
No, Dad! No, Dad! No, Dad!
- You... - No, Dad! No, Dad!
Back in the old days, kids used to worship their fathers,
and this idiot comes to the police station to complain about his own dad!
Teach him a lesson, will you?
You must be mistaken, Makhan.
Your son must have ended up at the police station by accident.
The inspector called me and said that your son
is trying to file a complaint against you.
How could our plan backfire?
Your son ended up influencing my son instead.
Thank God that the police here are on our side.
Otherwise, I would have been arrested.
You should take your son and leave, Brother.
Why are you so scared?
The police are on our side, right?
You never know when they might change their mind.
Just like your son taught mine,
one day he might go to the police station and challenge the police too.
Gopi, I warned you that what you are doing is wrong.
Brother, tell me,
who brings their child from Canada to India to do all this?
So, I'm not even allowed to discipline my own child?
I've spent my whole life getting slapped.
I'm longing to slap my son for his mistakes.
You can do whatever you want after going back to Canada.
No, I will slap him right here.
And I'll also teach him that a father can slap his son whenever he wants.
Gopi, why don't you understand?
If Shinda finds out that you lied about Dad being sick,
you can't even imagine what he'll do to us when we go back to Canada.
Why are you being so foolish?
Who's going to tell him all that?
You just did.
Prepare to leave for Canada.
Why are we meeting Dad again?
I have a plan to get out of this situation.
We should go and talk to Dad.
We'll ask him to tell Shinda
that we came here to check on his health.
But he'll have to lie for that.
He will. We'll find a way to convince him.
Dad!
Dad, I need to talk to you about something.
Forget about that, let's enjoy some fresh mangoes.
We didn't come here for mangoes.
Alright, then tell me what you need.
Dad, if Shinda asks if you were sick or not,
you should tell him that you really were.
No, I can't lie.
I already told you, I won't lie to my grandson.
Dad, who do you love more? Your son or your grandson?
You don't even need to ask,
of course, it's my grandson.
Haven't you heard the poem, interest is more valuable than the principal amount?
It's not a poem, it's a phrase.
Forget that.
Dad, can't you tell this small lie for my sake?
I will die otherwise.
What's all this nonsense?
What can that little kid do to you?
Grandpa! Grandpa!
He's here.
Oh.
Come here, Shinda, my boy.
Grandpa, I have something to ask you.
- Yes, what is it, son? - Please, don't lie to me.
No, son, I wasn't sick.
Come on, let's go visit our fields.
Uncle revealed the truth before Shinda even finished asking the question.
Dad can't keep anything down,
but he still wants to devour a bunch of mangoes.
Shinda is coming this way.
Mom,
I didn't expect this from you,
even though Dad is like this.
But son, what did I do?
Now you won't escape his wrath either.
Why do you need to hurry back, son?
Big Grandma, my sports meet is about to start.
What?
Grandma, he means the games.
He can play with me.
No Big Grandma, I have to leave.
You're rushing for no reason.
Look how sad your dad has been since he found out you wanted to leave.
Why aren't you finishing your dinner?
What can I do, Grandma? Food refuses to go down my throat.
Enjoy homemade meals while you can.
You know what will happen when we go back.
Give him water ,
Here have some water
Somehow convince him, son.
We wouldn't have to convince him if you had agreed.
What did he do, son?
He is the root cause of this problem.
All he had to do was tell Shinda
that he was sick and he would've stayed.
But he said, "I won't lie to my grandson."
You've been lying your whole life,
and now at this old age, you want to tell the truth?
Hes trying to be honest (sarcasm)
- Let's go. - Where are you going?
Anywhere, but I'm not going back to Canada.
Brother, you should leave.
If Shinda calls the Canadian police, we'll be in trouble.
Stop this nonsense.
Let me think of a solution.
There's only one way to stop Shinda.
We'll have to pretend that an elderly has passed away.
We'll buy some time until the funeral.
But even then, he won't stop.
He'll say that the person is already gone,
so what's the point of staying here?
Bye. Love You!
Who is she?
You're the same sly...
No. I'm Bholi.
Yes, Brother, she's Bholi, ?? unclear.
You should change your names.
She's Bholi and you're Satnam. ?? unclear
Hey, stupid girl.
What games were you playing today?
I swear, Brother, we weren't playing today.
She came to see the sugarcane fields.
Do you always bring her here after dark?
Is she an owl?
Alright, Brother, next time I'll bring her during the day.
Brother, please promise you won't tell anyone.
We're not serious.
We were just fooling around.
Who is she?
She's here to visit her mother's side of the family.
Okay, go.
Alright, thank you, Brother.
Bholi.
I found a way for us to not go to Canada.
How?
Bholi won't be going back from her mother's side of the family.
Yes! Let's go.
What? He was caught with a young girl?
What do I say, Uncle?
The girl's father going to hang himself.
- I managed to stop him in time. - Brother!
Shut up!
Slap him.
What do we do now, Gopi?
Uncle, the girl's reputation is at stake here.
The right thing to do is to get them married.
- Brother, please listen to me. - Shut up!
Don't make me hurt you.
Why are you still sitting there?
Offer him some sweets.
You should be happy.
You're getting married to the girl you love.
Here.
Brother, we were just messing around.
Aunty, she's Gurjant's niece.
We need to act quickly before her father does something extreme.
How can we get him married to such a girl?
Come on, Uncle, your son is no different.
He was caught with her in the fields too.
Listen to me.
We are listening.
Look at how he's crying for the girl.
Your father has agreed, he just hasn't said yes yet.
Say yes, Uncle.
Let's put a little more pressure.
Come on Uncle, that's not the response we expected.
We asked you to say yes, not fart.
Here, have some sweets.
Here you go, Sister-in-law.
Come on, have it.
Congratulations to everyone.
Grandma, when should we set the wedding date?
Since Gopi is here, let's have it while he's still here.
How about tomorrow?
Wait, we can't rush the wedding just because of me.
It's been a long time since we had a wedding.
The rituals themselves take about 8-10 days.
Am I right, son?
What does that kid know?
He's not a hundred years old to know all about the rituals.
Let's set it for the 10th day from today.
Sometimes we end up missing a ritual or two.
Let's set it for the 12th day from today.
Alright, let's do it as he says.
Let's set it for the 12th day from today.
Okay.
Come on, hurry up.
Yes, sir.
Where did you get them from?
They are Kundan's men. ?? unclear
They'll fix it only after the wedding is finished.
- Come on, hurry up. - Hello?
Hello?
Brother, it's me, Bholi.
Bholi? Are you okay?
Thank you, Brother.
If you hadn't pushed for this marriage,
he would have just played around with me.
Hello?
What happened, Brother?
Nothing, Bholi.
I didn't do this for you,
but now I promise you that
I will go through with the wedding to ensure
no one just plays around with our Bholi.
Thank you, Brother.
"The henna looks so bright and beautiful on the groom's hand."
Let me go. It's girls who apply henna.
These days, there's no difference between boys and girls.
I'll write BHOLI on your arm.
Calm down, I'm just using henna, not giving you a tattoo.
Just write it. You don't have to explain anything to him.
Look at him, wailing like a little calf.
Shinda, come here and see how we perform our rituals.
"The henna looks so bright and beautiful on the groom's hand."
Just go ahead and do what you want, why are you provoking him?
He's really angry inside.
I need to calm him down before we go back.
Stop moving, you idiot!
Look, I was supposed to write Bholi and I wrote Bhalu instead.
Shinda, this ritual is usually done by a nephew.
Dad, explain it to him.
The nephew is the one who ties a sacred thread around his uncle's wrist.
It's called the nephew-sacred thread ritual.
Here, go ahead and tie it.
Dad, tell him.
Yes son, it's your responsibility to perform this ritual.
Jassi, now you can't leave the house until the wedding is over.
You have ruined my life. I cannot go out and face anyone anyway.
Go ahead and do as many rituals as you like.
Once the wedding is finished, we'll be heading back to Canada.
I am not playing this game anymore.
We should start looking for new jobs.
These days, even phones have Siri.
Why are you sad, Jassi?
There are only three days left until your Jassi joins you.
There are only three days left until the wedding?
Yes.
- Really? - Yes.
Should we book the tickets for two days from now?
For which movie, son?
For Canada.
I'll show you a great movie there.
I've asked the agent to book the tickets for two days after the wedding.
Why two days after the wedding?
The girl goes back to her family to visit.
What do we have to do with that?
Now, be a good dad and book the tickets for two days from now.
I'll talk to the agent.
Makhan, you have to do something.
His still hasn't calmed down.
I don't want to go to Canada.
Everyone in Punjab wants to go to Canada,
and you're the first person to say you don't want to go.
We only have the Jaago ritual left.
Jaago will do it.
Huh?
Jaago is here.
"Everyone wake up, Jaago is here."
"It's time to celebrate, Jaago is here."
Where is Gopi?
I don't know, he didn't tell me.
- Come on, join us. - Fine.
"Dance to your heart's content."
Shinda, you'll go back to Canada after the wedding?
Yes, will you miss me?
Yes, I'll think of you whenever I pass by the police station.
Call me whenever you need help teaching your dad a lesson.
Don't let me get beaten up at a wedding, Brother.
It's just two more days.
Try to spend them without any of these problems.
I'm going to dance. Join me if you want.
Dance dance They are doing Jaago
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Have you lost your mind?
You can't just stop the Jaago ritual like this.
Mom, we'll do the Jaago ritual a day before the wedding.
There's not much time left for the wedding, son.
- The wedding is tomorrow. - Yes.
The wedding can't happen tomorrow.
Guests were caught with poppy husks at the wedding hall
where his wedding was supposed to take place.
The groom's side insisted on welcoming the guests with poppy husks.
They were openly offering poppy husks
and the police raided and closed down the place.
Damn it.
Grandma, do you even know what poppy husk is?
What, did you think I only spent my life in the kitchen?
Really?
Then find another wedding hall to book.
There are no halls available for the next 10 days.
They're all booked.
I managed to book the one available on the 11th day.
So what do we do now?
Should we postpone the wedding for 10 days?
We have no other choice, right?
- Yes, let's postpone it. - Yes.
Okay then, the wedding will take place on the 11th day from now.
But Grandpa, my sports meet will be over by then.
Son, no one would have stopped you if it weren't for the wedding.
You'll leave only after the wedding, right, son?
What's your problem, huh?
May the wedding hall owner go to hell.
They delayed his return. He was all set to leave.
Shinda, I would suggest that you insist on leaving.
No, Jelly, I can't insist.
Big Grandma and Grandpa love me so much.
They would be hurt.
Is there any way we can have the wedding tomorrow itself?
Wedding halls are a way for the rich to show off.
Weddings can take place in tents at home if the groom insists.
Don't cry, Uncle.
We're asking you to get married soon, not to cancel it.
We came here thinking about you, Uncle.
How will you spend another 10 days without Aunty?
Don't cry, Uncle.
Forget about my sports meet.
We won't get you married in a tent.
I don't want to get married!
What do you mean?
Your father tricked me.
I'm not in love with that girl.
We were just fooling around.
Your father deceitfully got me into this.
But why did he do this?
How would I know?
There are times when a boy is serious about a girl and his brother says,
"Don't worry, I'll get you two married."
But I wasn't even serious about Bholi.
Something fishy was going on, Uncle.
What?
Was your dad having an affair with Bholi?
No, it was a trick, a way to avoid going to Canada.
Look, Uncle,
I can't say whether you can stop your wedding or not.
But you do have a chance to teach my dad a lesson.
Huh?
This is all nonsense, stop it.
Gopi is not like that.
You might not know, but his dad is a trickster.
Oh no, my poor mom!
Gopi said that Bholi's father was going to hang himself, right?
Call him and find out the truth.
Yes, call him up.
Huh?
Who was going to hang himself?
You.
No, Brother.
I don't need to do something so extreme.
God has blessed me with such a wonderful daughter.
Okay, bye.
Gopi lied.
That's nothing.
Ask Gopi how many times he grabbed Bholi in the fields?
He is shameless
What are you saying? Stupid!
Ask Dad about it.
Ask him.
How many times did you grab Bholi in the fields?
I grabbed her twice.
That's not all. She even bit him.
- Check for bite marks. - So what?
Dad! Dad!
I mean when I caught her...
She bit me.
- She bit me and ran away. - No!
Dad!
My father is dead!
There you go, Shinda.
If anything happens to Grandpa,
you won't be going back to Canada for another 15 days.
Nikki, just hear me out will you?
Now I know why you don't want to go back to Canada.
Because of Shinda.
No, because of Shindi!
Her name is Bholi!
Look how he remembers his name! Characterless!
How am I characterless if I take her name right?
Bholi! Nikki!
I don't know, Uncle Gopi.
Shinda plays hide and seek with me,
Makhan.
Come on, let's step aside for a bit, son.
Shinda asked me to help him go to Canada sooner.
I don't know anything else.
Makhan.
Let's step aside again, son.
He wanted us to lie to Grandpa.
What lie are we talking about?
He didn't tell me.
Makhan.
Come on, let's go.
Hmm?
A lie that would get Uncle Gopi in trouble.
And?
Makhan...
Take me aside.
Huh?
Shinda!
Shinda! Come out!
Shinda!
Yes? What is it?
Run!
Someone snitched and informed your dad about everything.
Huh?
Run!
Shinda! Shinda!
Shinda?
What's all this about, hmm?
Whether right or wrong, I always supported you.
I always stood by your side
because I thought my son was right.
He might be mischievous,
but he couldn't be wrong.
Your dad was wrong,
and you ended up being wrong just like him.
I didn't expect this from you.
There you go, Shinda.
Now, in my mom's eyes, we're both wrong.
Makhan, doesn't that makes us the same? ?? unclear
No, I'm not wrong.
What you did was wrong, and I reacted accordingly.
You intentionally delayed going back to Canada.
It will be even more delayed now, son.
Who will let us go back to Canada before the wedding?
Right, Makhan?
Right, absolutely.
Alright then, Dad,
I am not my mom's son if I don't make you say,
"Let's go back to Canada."
I will create such an atmosphere here
that you will eventually say to me,
"Come on, son, let's go back to Canada.
We were better off there."
Okay then, son, I promise you, you will eventually say,
"You brought me here from Canada just to slap me, didn't you?"
"Fine then, slap me."
- Jelly? - Yes?
If you help me,
we can establish the same laws for kids here as they have in Canada.
Damn you!
Jelly!
Jelly, wait.
Uncle, you're aware of the truth regarding what my child did.
So, we shouldn't cancel Jassi's wedding now, right?
Alright son, if the girl is good, then why should we step back?
Let's start preparing for the wedding then.
Absolutely, let's do it!
You...
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your fair complexion drew me in,"
"Your beauty that made me see the world differently."
"Your fair complexion drew me in,"
"Your beauty that made me see the world differently."
"No hunger or thirst can I foresee,"
"Yet life feels heavy, sad to me."
"What do I say...?"
"What do I say what I gained by falling in love?"
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love..."
"Oh cruel one, you caused my fall,"
"Without you, each moment feels small."
"Oh cruel one, you caused my fall,"
"Without you, each moment feels small."
"My eyes yearn to catch a glimpse of you,"
"In this state, love's got me feeling blue."
"And you also..."
"You also..."
"You also shattered me with your smile, it's unfair."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love..."
"I pull myself together, it's true, all for the sake of being with you."
Tell me, why hide your face from me?
"I won't lie, I long to hold you closely."
"The colors of love run deep, so clear,"
"I swear..."
"In my heart, your name I breathe, my dear."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love..."
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love, it has been my downfall somehow."
"Tell me, what do I do now?"
"Your love..."
Tired?
Yeah.
Look, nothing happened to me and yet you're tired.
This is just a side effect of getting beaten up.
But Dad slapped my face, how does that affect my legs?
Once it affects the head, it affects everything.
Haven't you heard that song -
"When I dance in Ludhiana, you can feel the ground move in Delhi."
Now tell me, how can they feel the ground move so far away in Delhi?
So what if he beats me? He's still my Dad.
I'm not the only one getting thrashed.
All the kids in the village get beaten up.
You can check the whole village, not a single kid here doesn't get thrashed.
- Do all the kids get beaten up? - Yep.
Well, come with me tomorrow and I'll show you.
Do you see that kid over there?
Yeah.
He's a friend of mine. Pinda.
Does he also get beaten up?
Oh, for sure. He's not any different.
You were supposed to feed the other one, you idiot!
Are you deaf or what?
- Hey! - Why don't you ever pay attention?!
This is something normal for us.
- Where are we going? - Come with me.
This is the house of the fattest kid in our village.
No one would dare to mess with him.
Nah, he gets beaten up every day, but it happens randomly.
Go away, dog! Shoo!
You idiot, I told you to keep an eye on it.
What happened, Mom?
What happened, you ask?!
That dog ate some of the veggies I cooked.
So what? It's just us who will be eating it.
Wait, I'll teach you a lesson.
You want us to eat dog-eaten veggies!
- Why are you laughing? - He's getting beaten up.
How many times have I told you not to do it?!
- You shouldn't do it! - How many will you try to save, huh?
This is how all of us get thrashed, Shinda.
Thank God I wasn't born here.
All of you should unite and speak up against it.
We should speak up against what?
Your parents beat you up, right?
Do you think that's right or wrong?
He's your dad, after all.
It's their responsibility to discipline us,
and it's our job to get punished when we deserve it.
What's wrong with that?
Besides, they punish us to make sure we don't become spoiled or entitled.
Getting disciplined is for our own good, Mr. Nobelman.
See?
Hello? Hey, Dad!
Son, is Shinda talking about going to the police station?
Yeah, he mentioned it, but don't worry.
I won't let him go anywhere.
That's my boy. Love you.
You know, kids in our country are okay with getting punished.
That's why we don't have those laws here.
Jelly, I think I've figured out the issue.
People don't understand the consequences because they lack education on the matter.
My dad isn't highly educated,
it's different for our teachers, right?
But even one of our teachers beats her son.
I need to work, so you can't watch TV right now.
Come on, Mom. Just for a little bit.
Stop bothering me, I'm exhausted.
I'll keep the volume down, I promise.
Can't you understand? I said I'm tired. Go play outside.
Let's go outside and play.
How many times have I told you not to ride your bike on the road?
Wait, are you saying Manu got slapped for biking on the road?
His dad is worried about his safety, what if he had an accident?
If he was that concerned, he should have gone with him.
There was no need for him to slap him.
Both his parents work hard in order to save for Manu's future.
But what about his present?
What good is the future if he's mentally unstable?
What do you mean by mentally unstable, seriously?
I think you're the mentally unstable one.
Maybe you should get punished, then you'll start feeling better.
- Get lost. - Whatever.
No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
No Dad,
What's going on? Who do you keep saying to this,
"No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again"?
Tell my dad I won't fly a kite ever again.
But your dad isn't here. Who are you saying this to?
Tell my dad I won't fly a kite ever again.
Happy? What are you doing here?
We've been looking for you.
What is he talking about, Nanki?
A few days ago, Dad scolded him
and warned him not to fly a kite on the roof.
He was flying a kite on the roof,
but when he heard Dad,
he started running and fell off.
Oh, I see.
But why did he run?
No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
He was scared that if Dad found out, he would get beaten up again.
No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
Since he hurt his head, he keeps repeating this.
No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
Alright, fine. Don't fly a kite ever again.
- No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again. - Come on, let's go home.
- Dad loves you. - No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
I won't fly a kite ever again.
No Dad, I won't fly a kite ever again.
What's wrong with him, Shinda?
It's the very thing I've been trying to explain to you.
Fear.
"If I do anything wrong, my parents will beat me."
This fear is something that many parents believe in.
They think we shouldn't physically harm our children,
but instead, we should just scare them.
This fear,
it's even more dangerous than the actual punishment itself.
I've been telling you,
that such upbringing makes kids mentally unstable.
Just like his dad made him mentally unstable.
'He was scared that if Dad found out,
he would get beaten up again.'
'Come on, let's step aside for a bit, son.'
'I've been telling you,
such upbringing makes kids mentally unstable.'
Why are you still awake at this hour, my boy?
I couldn't sleep, Grandpa.
Is everything alright, son?
Grandpa, if someone wants to change an unjust system, what should they do?
What system are you talking about, my boy?
It's a question they asked at school.
Changing a system is not easy.
To do that, you have to challenge the system.
And to challenge it, you need strength.
Strength?
Yes, strength.
Bring that broom over here for me.
Good.
Okay now...
Here, break this twig in half.
Very good.
Now, break these twigs.
Hmm.
Now, break this broom for me.
Very good.
You see, son,
these twigs were the same ones you just broke.
But when they come together,
it becomes harder for you to break them.
Similarly, if we individually fight against the system,
the system will break us.
But if, like these twigs, we unite,
then we can change the system.
Hmm.
Who is this system you're talking about?
It's the reason why you all get punished.
Before, you used to say it was because of some CEO.
Jelly, you're not smart.
Just do what I tell you.
We need to gather all the kids whose parents hit them.
We'll gather everyone and go to the police station.
Then the police officer will have to listen to us.
Let's go then.
Who are we going to put behind bars?
- Your mom. - Wait, you brats,
I'll teach you a lesson!
Run! Run! She's coming!
Wait, you little brats!
Where are you trying to escape to?
Just come with us.
Everything will be better once your dad is behind bars.
Bhola! What are those boys saying?
They want to put you behind bars.
Wait, you...
Why did you tell him!
Hello? Hey, Dad!
Did he stop talking about the police station or not?
He completely forgot what a police station is.
He's been behaving really well lately.
Great job, son! Very good.
My dad should be the first one to get arrested.
Let's head to the police station right now.
No, Jelly. The two of us won't be enough.
It was a mistake to meet the kids when their parents were around.
Let's meet them somewhere their parents won't be.
Hey, friends,
if you think this is wrong, raise your hand.
I think we need to show them the consequences.
Take my phone and look up on Google,
"What happens if someone hits a kid?"
Those who are ready to join us, stand on my right.
And those who aren't ready, stand on my left.
Seriously? All of you feel the same way?
I told you, they lack education.
But they all go to school.
They just play around and don't take it seriously.
If you go to the police station alone,
you'll get into trouble.
Trust me, we speak from experience.
That's true.
We need to stand together,
so we can grow up without getting hurt.
Once again, if you're ready to go to the police station with us,
move to my right.
What's the point of standing on the right if we're going left?
Alright, everyone, let's go.
"Long live Revolution!"
"Revolution!"
"Long live Revolution!"
"Revolution!"
"Daddy, no, no, no."
"You will have to answer all my questions."
"You will be held accountable for everything you've done at your discretion."
"You will have to answer all my questions."
"You will be held accountable for everything you've done at your discretion."
"I have tolerated enough, kept quiet for long enough."
"You cannot deceive me anymore, and that's for sure."
"And that's for sure."
"We can choose to follow you or not in our skill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"Respect our rights, yes you will,
for our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We can dance to a somber tune to hearts to fill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We are charged with energy we cannot stay still."
"We can choose to follow you or not in our skill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"Our actions are determined by our own free will."
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Silence!
What's going on here all of a sudden?
We're here to file a police report.
Son, you're too young to file a report.
You should be focusing on your ABCs.
What kind of nonsense is this?
Just go back to your homes, okay? Come on, get going now.
Uncle, we won't leave until you file our report.
So what if your parents have hit you a few times?
No, when I was his age,
my dad used to slap me for no reason.
I used to ask him, "What did I do wrong?"
And he would say, "If you haven't done anything wrong,
you'll do something wrong soon enough."
And he'd slap me again.
So, kids, these punishments are a blessing.
They are supposed to be a form of love.
But we don't want love that leaves us bruised.
Oh, really?
Well, then you haven't seen people getting bruised at a police station.
They turn black and blue.
They flee from here like they're running some race.
So, I'm asking you again, if your dad hits you sometimes,
just think of it as him taking out his anger on you instead of your mom.
So, it's not right for you to file a complaint against them.
If you're not filing a complaint against the parents,
then why are you filing complaints against the teachers?
The pain is the same in both cases.
Son, you shouldn't be saying such smart things at a police station
because most of the staff here haven't even finished high school.
Kindly escort the kids out of the police station, please.
Yes, sir.
Alright, kids, let's go.
Come on, come on, come on.
These kids keep coming here as if this was Disneyland and not a police station.
Come on, hurry up, leave.
You can come back when we have amusement park rides, okay?
We have more important things to do.
Come on, leave. Come on, everyone.
Come on, come on, leave.
Until our report will not be written we will sit here We will not drink nor eat
Sir.
- Did they leave? - No, sir.
No, they're still outside protesting.
They're not teachers or Patwaris (land measurers), yet they're protesting like this?
They refuse to eat or drink until we lodge their complaint.
And if something happens to any one of them, we'll be in trouble.
Fine.
Bring them inside and let's file their reports.
Come on in, everyone.
Lets go in They are writing our report
"Our mood determines the timetable we keep, we vow,"
"From today, tolerance for torture is no longer allowed,"
"Our mood determines the timetable we keep, we vow,"
"From today, tolerance for torture is no longer allowed,"
"Tolerance for torture is no longer allowed,"
"Our mood determines the timetable we keep, we vow,"
"From today, tolerance for torture is no longer allowed,"
"No more stopping midway through our strive,"
"No more stopping..."
"We seek complete freedom to thrive."
"Freedom!"
"We can choose to follow you or not in our skill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"Respect our rights, yes you will,
for our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We can dance to a somber tune to hearts to fill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We are charged with energy we cannot stay still."
"We can choose to follow you or not in our skill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
The police station is packed.
It's so packed that there's barely any space to even move, sir.
Around 35-40 dads are on their way too.
And we still need to deal with the moms as well.
Apologies, sir.
Yes, sir?
Really?
Karam Singh.
The SSP (Senior Superintendent Of Police) has given orders
to set up a tent inside the police station.
This way, the tent owners won't be able to complain
that we never set up a tent here.
"Like facing a gun barrel, their glare cuts through,"
- "With anything at hand, - Why are you arresting my husband?
- they unleash their undue." - We were supposed to arrest you.
But we don't have enough space there to keep you.
Fine, you can take him.
"Like facing a gun barrel, their glare cuts through,"
"With anything at hand, they unleash their undue."
Hey Gurdev, how are you holding up? Who are you waiting for?
I'm waiting for you. Your son filed a complaint against you.
Come on, let's go.
Hold on, hold on.
You'll tarnish my reputation in this village.
Who's going to witness you losing your reputation?
The whole village is at the police station.
Seriously?
"Respect our rights, yes you will,
for our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We can dance to a somber tune to hearts to fill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"We are charged with energy we cannot stay still."
"We can choose to follow you or not in our skill,
our actions are determined by our own free will."
"Our actions are determined by our own free will."
Hey, what do you think they're going to do to us here, Brother?
Remember how we used to spank our kids with our hands?
Yeah, I remember.
Well, now they're going to chop off our arms,
just like what happened to Sanjeev Kumar's character in the movie Sholay.
I used to even kick my son at times.
So?
You should probably order some crutches right away.
Hello, Gopi?
Yes
Where are you?
Brother, I'm out shopping.
Could you also buy some underwear for me?
They're going to tear ours apart.
What happened?
What happened, you ask?! Your Shinda got us into this mess.
What?
At least give us cold water. It's so hot out here.
Don't think this is a wedding just because we have a tent set up here.
We're still at a police station, got it?
Drink it. Come on.
What has my son done to my village?!
These poor people.
Let's try to keep things quiet.
Stay quiet, understand?
You are at a police station.
Which hand was it that you raised against your child, huh?
Makhan...
Makhan!
Excuse me.
Gopi!
Makhan!
I told you 20 days ago
that you should take your son and leave.
But you didn't listen, and now we're stuck behind bars.
But you had Jelly spying on Shinda, right?
Brother, if it's so easy to bribe adults in our country,
how easy would it be to bribe a kid?
Listen carefully,
if we don't get out of here within an hour,
you are doomed.
Either you won't survive, or you're done for.
It's not a big deal.
I'll talk to the Headman and get everyone released.
Hello? Hello, Headman?
Hi.
I'm Gopi, Jagdev's son.
Some kids have falsely accused a few villagers and got them behind bars.
You need to talk to the officer in charge and get them out.
But how can I do that when I'm also in here?
My own kid filed a complaint against me.
Where are you?
I'm over here.
Over here.
Do you have any minister's number?
Why? What happened?
Even the Headman got nabbed.
Silence!
What's all this chaos about?
Can you please keep quiet for a moment?
The SSP would like to address the situation.
Have some shame.
Why do you resort to hitting your children?
Is that really a crime?
It's been a long-standing tradition.
How else are our kids supposed to learn discipline?
Excuse me, sir, but have you never disciplined your own children through physical means?
Take him aside and have "a private conversation" with him.
Being a parent, I know,
how frustrating kids can be at times.
But there are other ways to handle their behaviour.
Through love, care, and affection, we can make a difference.
Alright, sir.
Let's make a deal then.
You can take our children for a month.
If they show improvement, we'll take them back;
otherwise, you can keep them.
Shut up.
Be thankful that our country doesn't have a law
that would allow legal action against parents
who discipline their children physically.
However, we must remember that there are limits to everything
and governments can make laws quickly if things escalate.
Your children are aware
that other countries have already implemented this law.
Sir, I also know...
who informed them about it.
I believe we should have "a private conversation" with that person as well.
You should, sir.
He deserves it.
You need to teach him a lesson.
Did you really have to share your opinion?
Sorry, Constable.
He's an NRI (non-resident Indian).
He cannot distinguish between a constable and an officer in charge.
Come here when you have some free time, and we'll explain it to you.
Please try to understand.
You need to show more love to make them cooperate.
I am releasing all of you only because the SSP ordered it.
Be thankful that there's no specific section under which we can charge you.
Otherwise, I would have filed charges against all of you.
Come here in your free time,
and I'll teach you how to differentiate between a constable and an officer in charge.
Now, go home.
Let's go and handle the situation.
Hurry up, get moving.
Thankfully, the police station is too small to even accommodate mothers,
or they would have been put behind bars too!
Who is to blame for this incident?
It's Gopi's son, Shinda.
No, it's actually your fault.
You're the one who invited him here.
If you hadn't invited them to learn about our culture,
our kids wouldn't have learned about these strange laws.
But Headman, these days the kids can search anything on Google.
We know exactly what our kids search for on Google.
If Gopi's son stays here for another month,
he'll make sure they become law experts.
Listen, there's only one way to handle this.
Gopi and his son should be sent back to Canada.
But Headman, my son still needs to learn our culture.
But our kids have already learned yours.
I... I'm begging you, please save us from this trouble, Brother.
But Headman, my son says Gopi's son doesn't know anything.
He just keeps asking Siri.
Look at that!
How smart can a kid be if he keeps relying on Siri?
He was even shouting slogans that beating up kids makes them sick.
Did you hear that, Gopi?
Your son misled our children.
Now, he has to tell all the kids that he was lying.
The council and all its members have decided that
his son will gather all the kids and admit that
everything he said was wrong.
Parents have the right to discipline their children.
- Of course, they do. - Yes, of course.
What the hell!
And my son is trying to bring revolution to this country?
Listen, Shinda,
I promise I'll do as you say once we go back to Canada.
I won't even glare at you.
Just go outside and tell those kids that you lied.
But Dad, that's not true.
How can I tell those kids that it's okay to get beaten?
No, son, you're misunderstanding me.
You just need to go and tell them that
even if parents sometimes discipline you,
you shouldn't bring them to the police station.
It's part of our culture, son.
That's how we were raised too.
Look at your Uncle Makhan.
He used to be so handsome as a child.
But he was disciplined so much that now you can barely stand to look at him.
He looks like a dog that got hit by a truck.
What do you think, Grandpa?
What can I say, son?
You should do what you believe is right.
But you always told me that the truth will prevail.
Well, these days even lies can prevail, son.
Times are tough.
Son, the villagers are upset with us.
We don't want them to cause trouble for our family once we're gone.
Hey Shinda, what new thing are you going to teach us today?
Well, I...
Hey Shinda, hold on a second.
We actually want to show you something first.
Shinde
Thanks for helping us get justice, Shinda.
I was scared of my parents, they used to hit me a lot.
I made these for you.
I'm sorry.
I came here today intending to do something wrong to all of you.
Even if I leave tomorrow,
I don't want to lose the unity we have.
If the police refuse to help,
then you should continue this fight.
- Long live... - Revolution!
A few toys really made you soften up, huh?
Is that why I took you there?
Dad, those kids really love me.
And do we hate you?
We'll also write that we love you.
Dad, why are you talking to me like that?
Well, how else am I supposed to talk to you?
It's so difficult to get you to do anything I want.
I can't figure out if I'm your father or if you're my father!
I'll call the police if you use that tone with me again.
Then go ahead and call them! Here, take my phone.
Call the police if you want! Call them!
I'll really call them!
- Go ahead and call them! - Gopi!
That's enough.
What else have you done for me?
You drag me to the police station for every little thing.
I spent my childhood getting beaten by my father.
Ask him if I ever talked back.
I never lacked anything here.
Despite having everything,
I left for Canada because I was afraid of my father's beatings.
And now, even in Canada, my own son won't let me live in peace.
Enough. Stop it.
You're the one who needs to stop.
He keeps threatening me that he'll take me to the police station.
He's even broken my bones!
Ask him how many times I've dragged you to the police station.
Tell him!
Gopi... enough.
Dad, he doesn't know what he's saying when he's angry.
Don't worry about it.
Shinde
'I never lacked anything here.'
'Despite having everything,'
'I left for Canada because I was afraid of my father's beatings.'
Grandpa, why are you still awake?
I couldn't sleep, son.
I've been thinking about the mistakes I made,
whether they were intentional or unintentional.
What mistake are you referring to, Grandpa?
Well, when your dad was little,
I used to resort to hitting him for every small mistake he made.
So, did Dad call the police back then?
No, son.
He didn't need to involve the police.
We had our own kind of police right at home.
His grandma,
his mother, his uncles - they all acted as his protectors.
While I was the one who raised my hand against him,
there were many hands that came to his rescue.
Gopi received so much love at home that
it helped him forget the times I punished him.
It's true that I used to hit my children,
and that makes me wrong.
Yes, son, I was wrong.
There are two methods to correct a child's mistake.
One is using love and the other is resorting to physical discipline.
After coming home exhausted from work,
it was easier for us to resort to hitting them
rather than using a more patient approach of love.
So we chose the easier method.
But that doesn't mean we didn't love our children.
We always felt remorse after hitting them.
So, to make up for it, we often bought them something as a form of compensation.
I'll never forget
the time when your dad accidentally broke the light on my scooter.
I got angry and punished him severely.
But after I calmed down, I asked myself
which was more valuable to me -
the broken scooter light
or my own son whom I had just raised my hand against.
So, did you apologise to Dad for what you did?
No, son.
We fathers back then had a hard time expressing our feelings.
That's why our generation never really connected closely with our children.
After disciplining him, to show your dad that I loved him,
I bought him a bicycle.
Wow Cycle
But I still don't think I was ever truly forgiven.
Gopi is in the wrong for taking his anger out on you.
What should I do, Grandpa?
I don't have anyone to share my feelings with.
We've been taught that if we're being mistreated,
we should report it to the police.
You're not at fault here, son.
Growing up alone in a joint family,
you learned from the society around you.
And Gopi, well, he learned from me and the way I treated him.
I realize now that hitting him was a mistake.
I understand that it's not the right way to handle things.
But breaking this tradition will take time.
Can I share something with you, son?
Even if Gopi raises his voice at you sometimes,
you shouldn't rush to involve the police.
No matter how strict a father may be, deep down,
he always has the best intentions for his child.
Everything he says comes from a place of love.
Okay, Grandpa.
I've got it. I won't do that again.
Tomorrow, I'll talk to all the kids.
No one will approach the police to file a complaint, henceforth.
Alright, Grandpa, I'm heading over to talk to the kids.
Sure thing, son. Good boy.
Doctor! Doctor!
Doctor! Help! He got hit by a car!
Take him to the emergency/OT room immediately. ?? unclear
Please, hurry up.
Gopi..
Thank goodness he wasn't seriously hurt.
He's got some bumps and bruises that we've bandaged up.
Shinda...
Careful!
Gopi is bleeding.
Everyone, please stay back. Keep your distance.
His foot is filled with shards of glass.
Nurses! Find me a wheelchair quickly.
We need emergency blood.
Do any of you have O-negative blood?
My son and I have the same blood type.
Doctor, what happened?
The glass has cut his foot deeply.
He has lost a lot of blood,
and there's a septic infection spreading in his leg.
Let's hope we don't have to amputate his leg.
Please, Doctor, do everything you can to avoid that.
I'll give my blood.
I'm sorry, sir, but you're too old to donate blood.
It's too risky.
I'll be fine, Doctor.
What will I do with this blood if something happens to my son?
I'll give my blood, Doctor Uncle.
You can't donate blood, son. You're too young.
Nurses, check the blood types of all the young people here and let me know.
You should come with me, sir.
I used to think that Dad was there just to find faults in me,
but now I understand that he's here to ensure I don't make mistakes.
God, please help my dad recover and get better.
Where were you?
At the Gurudwara.
Well, it turns out that God has answered your prayer.
You should go and visit your dad now.
Doctor said he will be conscious in 5-6 hrs
'I promise you, you will eventually say,'
"You brought me here from Canada just to slap me, didn't you?"
"Fine then, slap me."
You got your slap, son,
but I am still waiting for my forgiveness.
How's your foot doing, son?
Look, this Constable is personally here to ask about it.
Please, don't embarrass me, Inspector.
Really?
You thought Punjab Police is good for nothing, right?
Well, we already caught the driver of the jeep that hit your son.
Shinda, are you seriously going to leave?
But we still have unfinished work to do.
We'll make sure to wrap it up today.
Did you call all the kids?
I've even invited their parents to join us.
Hi, Gopi.
Hello, Headman.
How are you doing, Gopi?
I'm feeling much better now.
That's great to hear.
Hello, everyone.
I called you all here today...
Our parents may seem tough on the outside,
but deep down they are very soft.
So even if they raise their hand on us a few times for our own good,
let's just tolerate it.
From now on, we won't go to the police station and file a report against them.
No, Shinda.
It's also wrong to hit children, son.
After a lot of thought,
I've finally found the answers to these questions.
We don't have a problem with the child
as long as they live their life according to our will, and our desires.
As long as we can decide what they should become,
what they should eat or drink.
And as soon as our child grows up and starts making their own decisions,
we start finding faults in them.
We gave birth to a child, not a slave.
I agree, they can be wrong sometimes,
but why should we be wrong while correcting them?
Many parents have higher expectations from their children
than they are capable of.
There is nothing worse than comparing your child to someone else's.
Trying to force a young sapling to be a tree too soon will only break it.
Brothers, ask me what the pain of not having a child feels like.
But you are lucky,
because God blessed you with children so easily.
Maybe that's why you don't value them.
The mistakes our parents made with us...
we shouldn't repeat them with our children.
They loved us,
but they showed it in a different way.
They distanced themselves from us.
We'll always respect our elders, but we'll never be able to say,
"Dad, I love you."
We learned from what we saw.
But now, let's teach these kids what we want to receive in return.
Gopi, my son...
I know what you want to say, Dad.
Don't stop me today.
Just let me say it.
Please forgive me, son.
I love you, Papa.
I love you, son.
I love you, Dad.
I love you, Grandpa.
I love all of you too.
Jelly, buddy, please forgive me.
Yeah?
Hey...
Alright, you can give me two smacks if you want.
You only gave me two smacks, huh?
Come on, let's not keep count right now.
Yeah?
Come on now, come here and give me a hug.
You imp, why did it take you so long to hug me?
Dad!
Oh no!
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry!