May I come in, sir?
Come in, Ananta.
Have they arrived? - Yes, sir.
Send them in. - Ok.
A bag was found lying in a railway waiting room..
.. situated 200km away from the city.
Naturally the people and the railway employees..
..suspected something wrong when the bag remained..
..unclaimed for a long time.
The bag was obviously searched.
Nothing significant was found in it.
Just few clothes and this card in the pocket of the bag. This.
The bag has been recovered after such a long time. Strange!
Are you joking with me? Are you trying to fool me?
Will the common people spare me?
Yes. Yes, sir.
It's confidential. Deal with it very carefully. - Yes, sir.
I don't have anything to say.
Avik. Avik. Come to this room.
How long?
It's been long.
Show me the photo.
Wow! It has been clicked by Shirsha da. North Bengal.
Bolpur.
Those were good times.
Shirsa da. Shirsa da.
What's wrong?
He'll get hurt. - Ok.
You've made her angry.
He'll get hurt.
Past is always beautiful.
When is the gentleman going to come?
What happened?
He'll definitely come since he has promised.
Actually I had an invitation.
A party thrown by a producer.
Who opened this room? - Why? I opened it.
Any problem? - No.
No one would open the room except him. That's all.
We are doing our respective jobs.
A person close to us is missing.
But, no could give any clue about his whereabouts.
Do we..
..the people who were close to him know his whereabouts..
..and in what condition?
The administration has also failed to help.
No one..
I strongly believe that if Firoz was here he would've..
..he would've definitely got Shirsha back..
It must be him.
Madam, sir's clothes.
I'll give you money.
No madam, I don't want money.
I will request you to give something.
Will you give it to me?
I want this shirt.
No, I won't wear it.
I'll keep it as a memorabilia.
Wait, I'll come back soon.
Take this. - Ok, madam.
Why are you smoking so much?
Just like this.
Are you tensed? - Why?
The officer has suddenly summoned you.
No. I'm not tensed about that.
Actually, I had to attend a producer's party so..
You may leave if it's important.
I'll handle it.
But, he has called me.
But why has he..
Forget it.. will you be able to manage?
Ok. Thank you.
Call me if you need anything.
So, are you leaving?
No.. I mean I had a professional appointment.
But it's very important.
Come on, let's go inside.
Come in.
Are you feeling cold?
It's not at all cold.
Biting cold was experienced in the winter months of..
..December and January 3-4 years back.
Pollution. Global pollution.
All types of pollution emerge from here.
Forget it. Your residence is bit far away from the main city.
It's in a serene deserted locality.
It's an ideal location for a person like Mr. Shirsendu.
Am I right?
What's your name? - Avik Mukherjee.
Is it Mr. Shirshendu or Ms. Ruby..
..I mean acquaintance to whom brought you here?
I was Shirsha da's student. - Student.
Of what? - Theatre.
Do you remember the name of your first play? - Why won't I?
'It's seven now'.
Very significant.
Isn't it strange? It's 7 o' clock now.
Well, let's get back to work now.
Shall I ask you something? - Yes.
Did you get any information about Shirsa da's whereabouts?
Not yet. The investigation is still on.
I want to know why I have been suddenly summoned.
To get few answers and to get some information.
I'll show Mrs. Roy something now.
See if you can identify it.
But, I would like to say something before I show it.
There is something that makes me think a lot these days.
The greatest creature on earth is man.
The strangest creature on earth is man.
The most ruthless creature on earth is..
Man.
Do you recognize this?
Always keep things in their proper place.
You always misplace them.
Can't you keep them in proper order?
I know it's my duty to keep them properly. Isn't it?
What are you busy writing all the time?
My feelings. - Feelings?
I want to see it.
Why? Give it to me. - No.
You won't get this.
It's impossible to read a man's mind.
I don't know what you are thinking at the moment.
You may be thinking of somebody else.
No. I'm joking.
Well, when I won't be here in this world..
..you'll get the chance to read the diary.
Read the diary when that happens.
How come.. I mean how did you get this diary?
It was in the bag.
But, when we identified Shirsa's clothes in the bag..
..you didn't mention anything about this diary.
The department didn't want to reveal it.
It was for the sake of the ongoing investigation.
Well, we've almost wrapped up the case.
We are on the last lap.
Right now what I need is..
Is this Mr. Shirshendu's study? - Not exactly.
When this room would get crowded with his students..
..members of his group or production men..
..he used that room as office. - Fine.
I'll read the diary here. - Impossible.
I won't allow you to do so.
Shirsa never wanted anyone to read this diary.
Strange! I don't understand why you are meddling..
..with someone's personal stuff?
A little bit of meddling is required..
..for the sake of investigation, Mr. Avik.
It can lead to significant clue.
You are mistaken.
You may be assured of the fact that I won't do anything wrong.
A man has suddenly disappeared.
Where did he go?
Why did he go?
There are lots of questions.
But.. we don't have answer to any of the questions.
It's like searching something in the dark.
While reading the diary I felt that nothing else..
..can bring out the truth except this.
Well, whatever. Before I read the diary I've a wish.
This diary is the expression of shadowy feelings inside a person.
So I want to read it out in a dimly lit place.
We've created a suspense filled atmosphere..
..like that of Hitchcock's films.
My first job is done.
Now I'll start my second task.
As far as I look there is greenery everywhere.
There are rows of sal trees everywhere.
A path of the red soil bends and turns around..
..the sal trees just like a river.
Our house is at the end of this sal forest.
I used to come here often with my father.
My childhood and youth days were wonderful.
They were very painful too.
1971, 11th November father was murdered.
Father..
I couldn't accept the fact that I was forced to cremate my father.
How can I one set their dear ones on fire?
1982. We crossed this forest and mother helped me..
..board a bus to the city.
I was there only for two years.
1984. I came back to the village.
Mother passed away.
She got lost in a strange darkness.
A darkness that is unfathomable.
I went back to the city after four months.
One day suddenly..
Where did you suddenly disappear?
How are you? - I've managed to survive somehow.
You promised to join me after you finish your college.
What happened? Why didn't you come?
You completely disappeared.
It seems that you've bagged some good job.
Yes, somewhat.
Somewhat?
How much are they paying you? - Nothing.
Nothing? Why? Are you still under training?
No. I'm still searching. - What?
A job. - You are searching a job?
Well-said. You are searching a job.
Well, let's get serious. Listen to me.
I want o know if you'll join my organization.
I've a press.
Don't assume that it's like any other ordinary press.
We don't print wedding cards or other such nonsense.
We publish novels, poems, stories in the form of books.
It's a small publishing house.
Is it fine? - Yes, of course.
Come on; let's discuss it over a cup of tea.
Remember something.
I hope you won't disappear again and work diligently.
Come on. Come on.
Manik da. He was a wonderful person.
I met him while publishing a little magazine for our college.
The gentleman is interested in theatre.
He doesn't watch it. He performs.
While working with Manik da I realized that he had different goals.
Manik da wanted boys for his theatre.
Circumstances took me to Manik da's theatre one day.
I was surprised to find the known faces there.
I had worked together with them for a long time..
..but I never realized that they are a part of Manik da's theater team.
Days passed by, days turned into weeks, weeks into months..
..and months into year.
I got involved wholeheartedly.
Acting wiped out the loneliness in my life.
A new life started.
I didn't know that my life would take such a turn.
Manik da was gradually passing over lots of responsibilities.
I got experienced while handling those responsibilities.
I realized that my life was going towards a new direction.
Manik da would often tell me, 'Move ahead,
man must always move ahead."
Sky is the limit.
'If no one speaks to you.'
'If everybody turns away from you and everybody is scared.'
Listen to me. Remember that this part is very significant.
I mean..
'Ignite your heart..'
What happened? - Nothing.
I suddenly felt uneasy.
Get a chair for me.
Get a chair for him. - Here you go.
Shall we stop the rehearsal for some time? - No need to do that.
I'm fine. Nothing is wrong with me.
What was I saying?
'Ignite your heart..' - Yes.
I'll sit and show you.
Yes. Remain seated. - Yes.
The poet here means that we must set our hearts on fire..
..and proceed ahead. Right?
Principle. Principle..
Even if no one supports you, you must move ahead. Yes.
If needed one must walk alone.
What's wrong? Why do I feel hot?
Switch on the fan. - The fan is on, sir.
So, the fan is on.. I was saying that..
..one must move ahead..
The fan is on yet everything looks so dark.
Why does the place look dark?
The fan and the lights are not switched on.
Shirsha!
Hold this. - Give me the copy.
What happened? Manik da.. Manik da..
Rub his back.
Manik da. What happened?
Get water for him.
Well, I was saying.. I was saying..
Remember that the show much go on.
Time.. it has always played this game with me.
Before I could settle down everything would turn black.
Darkness is wiped out by a new dawn every day.
But every morning isn't pleasant.
Pour the ashes in the water of river Ganges.
Don't look back. Turn and go away.
What are you looking at?
You shouldn't turn back and look. Let's go.
Don't look back. Let's go.
You are right. We shouldn't look back.
The person we are leaving behind will never return.
Neither did father nor did mother come back.
Everyone got lost in a strange darkness. Let's go.
We shouldn't stop. Got me?
We must move ahead.
If needed we must ignite our hearts and move ahead.
Didn't you hear the last words of Manik da?
The show must go on. Life is strange.
Like the steps over here.
Manik da always told to move ahead.
Yes. We must keep moving ahead in life and climb every step.
Don't look back.
Sky is the limit.
The biggest problem of group theatre is money.
Financial crisis is troubling me every day.
But I was sure that I wanted to do something.
Nothing could stop me.
Manik da said that he did theatre for people.
Manik da, doing theatre for people is very troublesome.
They don't follow any restriction.
Dada.. - Yes. - ..a person is waiting outside to meet you.
Send him in.
Don't send him in. I'll go out.
Excuse me.
Firoz! How are you?
We are meeting after 5-6 years. - Yes.
You were excellent.
Excellent! Excellent!
I didn't know that you had this talent.
Firoz Ahmed.
The only child of an affluent Muslim family.
Businessmen. Firoz's father is Zahir Ahmed.
He has been paralyzed for several years.
The lower portion of his body is paralysed.
He can move his right hand a little with great effort.
I've rarely witnessed such a beautiful bond between..
..a father and a son.
Firoz. I discovered something new about him.
How do you carry the burden of the theatre along..
..with the several other responsibilities?
Shall I climb up? - Yes.
How far? - Sky is the limit.
Sky is the limit.
What if I fall down?
Everything will be over.
I'm scared.
Shame, anger and fear are the things you should never have.
I had heard that the higher we climb the lower we'll stoop.
Sky is the limit, my son.
Gradually times changed.
My surroundings were changing very fast.
A strange thing happened at a party thrown by Firoz.
Suddenly I saw Manik da.
I clearly saw Manik da watching me.
Only me.
I wanted to run away.
And I succeeded.
But did I actually succeed to escape?
Sky is the limit.
Manik da brought me into theatre.
Firoz's support has made films a part of my life along with theatre.
I went abroad with Firoz's support.
Time was flying fast.
Many of my films got awards.
My lifestyle changed within few years.
Honor, respect, fame, name, wealth..
..everything, everything is a part of my life now.
I could understand that I was getting tied to a protocol and system.
There was no escape from these.
I want to ask a question. - Yes, go ahead.
Doesn't your film reflect the failures and hopelessness of Leftists?
Your question has forced me to sit down.
Hopelessness can't be classified as Leftist or non-Leftist.
I heard something like this the first time.
I still have a lot to learn from all of you.
What do you understand about Leftist movement?
Play Connor, Le Soucy do you know these names?
Who are they?
Do you eat them or apply on your scalp?
My film has a simple story.
Very simple story.
There is no pretension in it.
A prostitute, when she sells her body she has no pretensions.
She knows that she is selling her body.
We also sell certain things to stay alive.
The hero of my story is an ordinary man like you or me.
He sells something.
You sell news, I sell movies and he also sells something.
While selling he pretends, he compromises, he stoops low,
He cheats.
He is in pain because of all this.
What will you term this daily hopelessness as?
Leftist failure? Tell me.
Strange! Can't I express what I felt after watching the movie?
What did you think? What did you think?
Please tell me. Is it a film of Leftist failures?
What made you feel so?
The movie has a political backdrop.
No. No. You've visualized it and you've found it.
Listen.. I don't have anything to tell the media about this film.
It's enough. I'm unwell. I'll end here.
What's this? Will he do what he wishes to?
I lost my temper unnecessarily that day.
I shouldn't have interacted with the media in a drunken state.
You don't care.
It doesn't matter to you.
You'll drink to your heart's content. Speak nonsense.
Go home and sleep peacefully. Great!
Do you understand what a family is?
What's going on? Why are you speaking like this?
Will you please stop?
He does anything just because you all pamper him.
Could anyone in this house switch on the television last night?
Could you?
Not a single Bengali channel spared him.
Ruksana couldn't sleep all night.
I couldn't sleep all night.
But you? What did you do? Tell me.
Do you have any answer?
Did you ever think about us?
Do what you think is right.
I don't like all this.
I'll show you.
Read it.
See if any newspaper has spared you.
Strange! There are so many new young actors in our group.
At least think of them.
They respect you as their teacher.
What message are you trying to convey them?
Listen, it's better to commit suicide then to ruin life like this.
And I think it is better for you.
Does the touch of every parent on earth feel the same?
After a long time I had experienced that touch.
My loneliness or my dissatisfaction..
..Firoz and his family had got a remedy to this problem.
That I should get married.
Marriage at this age?
The days were haphazard.
Then suddenly I met you one day.
Do you remember the day, Ruby?
He is director Shirshendu Roy.
Don't talk about him. Alcohol has ruined him.
Look there. Look at him. He is drunk.
Drunk? - He can't stand straight.
They even showed him in miserable condition on television.
He is such a nice man but..
Hey! Let me help you.
Get up. I'll pick these up. Get up.
What are you doing here?
Come on give me the keys of the car.
These have become dirty.
Give me the car keys. - Keys..
Keys?
Where is the driver?
Where is your driver?
I don't hire a driver. I drive myself. Thank you.
Give me the car keys now. - Enough of all this.
You've made lot of films don't show another one.
Are you planning to kill people?
Come on, sit inside.
I can drive.
Sit inside.
What do you think
That people are saying good things about you..
..when they see you in this condition on the streets?
I don't wish to create any special image before people.
They can think anything about me. - They are.
Some of them are making fun and some are suffering.
But it doesn't matter to you. Isn't it?
Come on, let's go.
That's how we met.
The days were passing quickly.
The more I came closer to him I realized that..
..hopelessness had engulfed him.
Suddenly he proposed marriage one day.
Excuse me.
I think you are mistaken, Mrs. Ruby.
Mr. Shirshendu never agreed to get married.
He was forced to propose because of the circumstances.
What do you mean?
I don't mean anything, Mrs. Roy.
Mr. Shirshendu will say everything.
I'm getting trapped gain.
I can clearly feel that I'm getting trapped.
Ruby is a sweet girl.
I can't ruin her life by making her a part of my life.
I don't know why she doesn't understand.
Ruby has started behaving like Firoz recently.
She says that it is my duty to show the wounds of the society..
..and not to cure them.
Maybe that's true.
But, I can't, I can't accept it.
My room is full of awards, certificates and notes of appreciation.
I've repeatedly pointed out the wounds.
I've made films against superstitions.
I've made films against the blind religious practices,
Domestic violence, child labor, humanity, war, everything..
..I've worked one very subject in theatre.
I've made films on them.
What did I get? Rewards?
What do I want? Only rewards?
It's not just me, the numerous directors in this world..
..have made anti-war films.
What did they get in return?
What have the helpless people in this helpless world achieved?
It was really difficult for you to single-handedly..
..to bring such a man under your control.
You sought Firoz and Ruksana's help.
They were also happy.
That's because they wanted to get their married.
You gave Shirsha more time on Firoz's insistence.
You tried to share his work and pain wholeheartedly.
You succeeded.
You got married.
Even before you could complete three years of marriage..
..everything changed. Isn't it, Mrs. Roy?
Why did that happen?
The society was changing.
Everything from industries to agriculture had become..
..a delicate issue.
The police open fired.
The earth turned crimson with blood.
Lot of movements took place.
Nazreen Choudhury, the writer from a foreign country..
..was forced to leave this state.
I don't know if you remember or not..
..many prominent people of the society protested against it.
His friend Firoz Ahmed strongly protested against it.
People had protested against a lot of issues at that time.
Agricultural lands were snatched and handed over..
..to the corporate.
The police had open fired on innocent farmers.
I haven't come here to do politics. - Same here.
I'm helping in your investigation.
A person must speak truth in order to help in investigation. - Great!
It's good to hear such words.
Let's see what Mr. Shirshendu wrote when the society..
..was in an unstable condition.
I've a personal opinion about ideals.
The relationship between ideals and man is similar..
..to his connection with the ground where he stands.
They walk around without any problem.
The earth on which man walks, plans, acts,
Is a place with which man has a relationship which seems non-existent.
The soil eroded, but we didn't pay heed.
It got polluted, but we didn't pay heed.
It slowly became loose, but we didn't pay heed.
One day is suddenly collapsed.
There was a landslide.
The men on lookout of opportunity have taken advantage.
No. No. Why do you treat the matter like this?
How shall I treat the matter?
Being neutral doesn't mean that one shall support a particular party..
..and fight on its behalf on television.
Who are they fighting against?
With the neutral party?
Your men are sitting in the opposition. - Absolutely.
But, they didn't say anything.
They are not into politics.
Strange! Does expression of views means politics?
Brother, I may not be into politics..
..but I'm ready to enroll myself in the committee that ears money.
The issue is getting diverted.
I want to say just one thing.
Police have open fired on innocent people.
Ten innocent people have died.
People are protesting this incident on streets.
Are we a part of this procession or not?
I think we must participate in the protests.
We are not commercial theatre actors.
Of course. We shouldn't do things only for commercial benefits.
But we must think before we take the plunge.
All of us have democratic rights.
We also have the right to protest.
But, we can't take up law and order in our hands.
Take the example of Nabagram.
Law and order went out of control there.
Don't you know how land was usurped in Nabagram?
Of course I do.
But the question is if you are knowingly avoiding the actual question..
..or don't you know what happened.
The government didn't take any official decision…
..to take control over the lands in Nabagram.
A panchayat notice was issued during the government discussion.
Do you get me?
People protested against it.
A government committee was formed.
A panchayat leader from the Left party was killed.
2500 people were rendered homeless.
Law and order went for a toss in Nabagram.
It's then that the police interfered.
All of you know the outcome.
The police were not allowed to enter.
They fired and threw bombs at the police.
But I want to know from where they got such large number of weapons.
This doesn't give the police the right to kill people.
What are you saying?
Do you want the police to shower flowers on them..
..when they fire them?
Sorry Sajal da, this is not promotion centre of any party.
You think I'm promoting a political party when I speak truth.
What's going on?
Well, let's end the discussion here.
Yes. Let's end the discussion here.
All the intellectuals are mad so their speeches are nonsensical.
I don't know if the intellectuals are mad.
But, when the panchayat leader was killed..
..when thousands of workers were rendered homeless..
..what were the intellectuals thinking of at that time?
Sajal da, please.
Have we come here to argue?
It's not argument, Shirsha.
You don't understand.
A wrong message is being spread.
Do you know why? For political gains.
Look, what happened is very pathetic.
Firing at innocent people isn't laudable.
People who are politicizing this matter are also wrong.
Well.. only time will tell what is right and wrong.
I too believe the same.
Time will reveal the truth.
I know that you believe in that.
Well, no one from our group will participate in this procession.
Our group won't participate.
But, it's true that everybody has democratic rights.
If anyone wants to participate in the procession independently..
..he or she is free to do so.
I don't have any objection.
Well, keep this letter.
I'll leave now.
Excuse me.
Who is over there?
Don't you recognize me?
I'm your father.
Father? You are the same.
You haven't changed.
You've changed a lot, son.
What's this?
Where are you taking these books?
Henceforth I'll keep these books. - Why?
I had kept the books with great care.
You know how to take care but you've forgotten to execute.
Henceforth I'll keep them, son.
Father..
"While walking alone my lamp extinguished."
"A storm is surging.."
"..now I've the storm as my companion."
"While walking alone my lamp extinguished."
"The destructive sky is bursting out in laughter."
"Destruction has engulfed my attire and tresses."
"While walking alone my lamp extinguished."
"The path I was walking has misled me."
"Which path do I take in the darkness?"
"The path I was walking has misled me."
"Which path do I take in the darkness?"
"The thunder perhaps brings in the message of a new path."
"Where will the darkness turn into dawn?"
"While walking alone my lamp extinguished."
Father, listen to me. - Son, don't follow me.
Father, don't go. Stop. - Everything is in dark and chaos.
Listen to me. - Everything will be destroyed.
Everything will end.
Run away. Run away from here.
If you want to survive, run away.
These wounds on my chest are still fresh.
Don't be scared.
They'll run out of bullets to kill communists but we'll never die.
Never.
What happened?
The wounds are still fresh.
They are oozing blood.
I think a fast change was coming about in..
..Mr. Shirshendu after this incident. Isn't it?
His restlessness was increasing..
..with the restlessness in the society.
Actually.. not at all.
Well, I believe that..
Shirsha!
..religion is for men and not vice versa.
Actually, we are misled in different ways.
Do you hear me?
You tell me.
A writer can instigate people through her writings.
Isn't it a crime, Mr. Firoz? - Of course it is.
Shirsha.. Shirsha..
Shirsha, are you inside?
Shirsha..
Are you feeling sick? - No..
Why are you sweating?
Why is the room so suffocating? You didn't even switch on the fan.
There is nothing to worry about.
Well, I came here to say something.
They are airing Firoz da's interview on television.
I feel he is talking about Nazreen. - Nazreen?
Come. Come quickly.
There is nothing mentioned in any religion which can lead man astray.
Selfish men misuse religion for selfish motives. - Right.
I want to bring into light a recent incident.
I think you know that renowned writer Nazreen Choudhury..
..had to leave our state and take shelter in another state.
The ruling party or the opposition party..
..couldn't provide her the basic security.
As a socially and politically responsible artist..
..do you support this action?
Do you actually support this? - I protest.
I protested earlier and I'll do so even now.
Look, the woman who has been thrown out of..
..her own country and has no shelter is the most hapless and..
..unfortunate person on this earth. Isn't it?
If I can't support a person who has lost everything..
..during my struggle in support of helpless people..
..then the struggle becomes meaningless.
Nazreen isn't Charles Shobraj or Dawood Ibrahim.
Of course not. of course not.
But give thought to this point.
The pen is mightier than the sword.
It means a writer can instigate people through their writings.
Isn't it a crime, Mr. Firoz? - Of course it is.
Religious riots in which one religion is instigated against another..
..or encouraging killings is a crime.
But as far as I've read her writing doesn't contain..
..anything that's dangerous and instigating.
Actually she has pointed out towards the dirty practices..
..in the name of reformation of religion.
Well, say something.
Didn't we practice 'sati' in the name of religion?
Was it a good practice? - Of course not.
As a civilized man do you support it? - Of course not.
That's right.
Do you know what's interesting?
The people she has pointed her finger at are the ones who are angry.
The woman needs to be taught a lesson.
Actually there was no political upheaval about this incident..
..because they were more concerned about the vote bank.
But, as a human being I couldn't accept it.
This was actually done to fulfill the selfish motives of some people..
..on the pretext of religion.
I don't know when this crisis will end.
Of course, it'll end, Mr. Firoz.
We'll overcome all sorts of crisis and stand beside people.
Our show 'Mukhomukhi' ends here today.
Today we had renowned theatre personality, theatre producer,
Mr. Firoz Ahmed.
We'll meet again on the same day, same time on the same channel..
..on this show.
Till then stay with us.
Bye. - Bye.
Yes father, tell me.
Why can't I?
You've taught me.
Yes, father.
I'm your son, dad.
I know how to speak the truth boldly. Yes.
Yes.
Yes. I..I..
I'm coming home directly from here. I'll hang up now.
Well. Yes, tell me.
You've spoken really well.
Did you watch it?
Today I was talking to Manik da in my room upstairs.
Manik da told me that change will come.
We shouldn't break down.
We must move ahead.
One day we'll break all barriers and enter every household.
Miracle. Miracle, Firoz.
It has happened today.
You've entered every household.
We needed it.
We badly needed it at this time.
Long live Manik da.
Manik da will be immortal.
Shirsha had high temperature that night.
He spoke strange things.
Call Firoz.
Can't you see the storm surging?
The pages of the red books that belonged to father..
..are getting blown away, Ruby.
Catch them
All of them are getting blown away.
Ok. That's right.
Actually, I don't have any logic to question your views.
Audience. Audience.
Audience is supreme.
Well, don't divide things in that manner.
It's good film or bad film. - That's true.
Look, I completely forgot.
I've been talking with a man like you for so long.
What will you have? Tea or coffee?
Coffee will be great.
But.. strong coffee. - Ok. Strong coffee.
Wait for some time.
I'll go and check things out.
Sit and have coffee. wait here. - Hold on.
Shall I say anything? - Yes, ask me.
Am I going mad?
You need not remain mentally healthy like us.
How much do we contribute to the society?
Did we manage to give anything?
Look, I want to retain my friendship with you..
..only to keep myself healthy.
Do you get me?
Wait here for some time, I'll be back soon. - Ok.
Wait for some time. Please.
Hello, doctor. - Hello. - Hello.
What do you think about Shirsha?
Well, people like him are emotional.
It's difficult to understand them.
The person has a very soft heart.
He is exactly like that. Like a small child.
I won't prescribe any medicine.
I won't prescribe anything so there'll be no prescription.
I would suggest that you go out of station with him.
Take care that he doesn't drink.
Thank you. Ok? - Ok.
Let's go.
Did you go out of station after this? - No.
We couldn't go immediately. - Why?
We didn't get the chance.
An incident happened before we could make arrangements.
Hello.
Yes Ruksana di, tell me.
He is upstairs. Cal him on his mobile.
What? It's switched off?
He never keeps his mobile switched off.
What? He didn't return yet?
Do something. hold on.
I'll go upstairs and tell him. There's an extension upstairs. Ok? Yes.
Shirsa da, Ruksana speaking.
Yes Ruksana, tell me.
Do you know the whereabouts of Firoz?
Firoz? No. What happened?
He hasn't come home yet.
There was a literary conference today.
I know that he was supposed to attend it.
Yes, I know about it.
He called me after the conference ended.
Did you call Sajal da?
Yes, I called him.
He told that he didn't go to meet the group or Sajal da today.
Ok, don't worry.
I'll look into the matter.
Hang up now.
What will you do?
Let me see what I can do.
I'll look into it.
Oh no!
After three days the body of theatre actor Firoz Ahmed has been recovered.
Anti-socials have killed this precious life.
It's a black day for the theatre industry of Bengal.
We've information from the administration that..
..car thieves may be involved in this ruthless incident.
The car of the deceased has not been traced yet.
Sir, please say something about the death of Firoz Ahmed.
What can I say?
Please say something, sir.
I know him since his childhood.
Please comment on this murder.
He is like my son.
What do you have to say about such a tragic death?
I can't say anything much.
I've heard that he has been killed by car thieves.
This is really shocking.
Sir, what do you feel?
What do you feel about this incident?
I can't say anything.
We've lot of work today.
We've lot of work. Please..
Let it be.
"There is sorrow."
"There is death."
"Pain of separation burns the heart."
"Yet there is peace.."
"..there is happiness."
"Yet joys arouse in heart."
"There is sorrow."
"There is death."
The death of Firoz Ahmed had shattered Mr. Shirshendu.
The diary says that he would remain intoxicated most of the time.
In state of intoxication he writes..
Police, administration, all of you are liars.
People who wanted to silence Firoz have killed him.
The government, opposition, my leftist salute to everyone..
..for killing Firoz.
Chase the ballot boxes while I drink to my heart's content..
..until I sleep forever.
Did you plan to go on a trip after this?
Excellent! Wonderful!
This is your brother's native place. His birthplace.
Wow! Beautiful!
What happened? Get down.
How do you feel, Shirsha?
The place looks familiar.
Where are we?
Shirsha, don't you remember that this is the village where..
..where you were born.
This is the first place that you made me visit.
Is it?
Then..
..they all know me.
They know me.
They know what I'll do now.
Do you know?
You don't.
Avik. - Yes, brother.
Get the camera here.
Place it here.
I'll shoot here.
Shirsha, we haven't come here to shoot.
Then why have we come?
We have come.. here for an outing.
You were bored in Kolkata.
I knew you would feel good if you come here.
So, we are here.
No one should worry about my likes and dislikes.
That's personal, I'll handle it.
Why is he here?
I forcefully joined you both.
I thought maybe I'll be able to help you conceptualize a film.
What will you benefit from this?
A good cast.
You think you are a great actor. Isn't it?
Come.
Listen attentively.
Do you hear anything?
Lift your head. - Yes.
Look at me.
Listen carefully.
Do you hear anything? - Look..
So, you can't hear anything.
So many people are crying.
Don't you hear anything?
Each and everyone..
People are getting killed in this state..
..can't you hear their cries? - Shirsha da..
Good.
Do you hear anything?
Can't you hear Ruksana di crying?
Thousands of Ruksanas are crying.
But you all can't hear anything. Isn't it?
Shirsha da..
What have you come here for?
Picnic? - Please..
You want to enjoy?
Do something.
Cut down a big tree. - Listen to me..
Tie me to the tree. And then.. - Shirsha da..
Then light up a bonfire. Then.. - Shirsha da..
Roast me in the bonfire.
I've heard that roasted human skin tastes good.
Then, eat me up.
This is what you want.
Eat.. eat me.
Shirsha da.. - Hey!
Please stop. - Eat me.
Stop! - Eat me.
Shirsha da..
Who will eat me? - Shirhsa da..
Come on tell me. Who will eat me?
Who will eat me? No!
We were forced to come back.
That was the beginning.
Shirsha didn't stop after that.
Gradually he was getting transported to a different world.
I was unable to control him.
He would do something wrong whenever he got the chance.
I tried Ruby, but I failed.
Bodies of four CPIM workers killed by Maoists recovered..
..in West Bengal.
Mob Maoists violence in Bengal.
Yesterday we saw a Maoist say shockingly..
..that he and his party will assassinate the Chief Minister of Bengal.
Five people have been killed and over 200 have been injured..
..in a train accident near Jhargram in West Bengal.
A bomb blast was also heard.
This could've been some sort of IAD device.
Well we are just waiting for some kind of confirmation on that.
A middle aged CPIM supporters were..
..kidnapped from their residences at Chandravila village..
..nearby Dinpar police station by a group of 20 armed Maoists..
..last midnight.
The bodies of four workers of Communist Party of India was..
..found killed by Maoists..
They attacked the CPIM office early in the day..
Nowadays I'm often reminded of two lines..
..from poet Subhash Mukhopadhyay's poem.
'The times are delicate.'
'Watch out.'
Who'll watch whom?
The eyes don't affect the heart now.
Firoz's murder.
Every day we hear of raped, blood stained bodies.
The food of the people of this state is laced with..
..the pungent smell of blood.
Yet the lively city of Kolkata is running.
The wheels of suffering are turning.
The countless self-centered feet are running.
Why isn't everything coming to a halt?
Who are you?
Stop. I say, stop. Don't go.
Why are you here?
What do you want?
I need intellectuals like you.
Don't you feel ashamed?
You are enemy of mankind.
You are killing the people daily.
You drag the innocent farmers out of their farmlands..
..into the deep forests and kill them.
You drag them out of their mud huts to kill them.
You rape their mothers and sisters.
You are looting the people.
And you say you are not the enemy.
Sister-in-law!
Brother is shouting. - What happened?
He is shouting.
Hurry up. Let's go.
Shirsha! - Come on.
Shirsh!
What do you think? That you can scare us?
Shirsha.. Shirsha, open the door.
We are children of Bengal. - Shirsha..
Listen, we've inherited the courage of Subhash Chandra Bose.
Shirsha, open the door.
You won't be spared.
Shirsha, open the door.
We can give you an apt answer. - Shirsha, open the door.
Where are you running to? - Shirsha, open the door.
Where are you running to?
Shirsha, Shirsha, open the door.
Open the door.
"Where does this path end?"
"Where does it end?"
"What's there at the end of this path?"
"Lot of desires and hard work.."
"..where do they lead to?"
"What's there at the end of this path?"
"The waves come and lash on the shores."
"There's darkness ahead."
"There's an end to it."
"Where will we get a shelter?"
"What's there at the end of this path?"
"Today I ponder while searching the mirage.."
"Alas.."
"Today I reminiscence while searching the mirage.."
"There's no end to thirst."
"That's why the heart is scared."
"There's no end to thirst."
"That's why the heart is scared."
"The hopeless sorrows with broken sails.."
"..is travelling to the unknown."
"What's there at the end of the path?"
"Where does it end?"
"What's there at the end of this path?"
Sometimes silence is unbearable.
Yet we need to pause.
We've nothing to say.
Whatever.. how long was Mr. Shirshendu in the asylum?
For about five months.
Was his condition improving?
He had almost become normal.
Now my question is where did an almost cured person vanish?
Was he kidnapped from the hospital? - Impossible.
It means that man himself went away.
If he did that then the question arises why he did so.
Was he upset? Or did he get mentally hurt again?
I didn't feel anything like hat.
Did you visit him at the hospital daily? - Yes.
I think you are mistaken.
What do you mean?
Mr. Shirshendu has vaguely written something in his diary..
..which means that you rarely visited him towards the end.
Most of the time Mr. Sajal went there alone. Isn't it?
The hospital authorities had told me not to visit him towards the end.
If Sajal da still visited him then I'm not aware how he managed it.
Did the hospital authorities refused you to visit him? Why?
He wouldn't react much in the beginning.
He had become inactive.
But suddenly one day he behaved differently.
So, you have come? Very good.
Manik da visited me some time back.
Yes, I was speaking to Manik da.
Manik da told me something terrible has happened.
Mao Tse Tung is sacred.
Yes. He told me that they are turning into Frankenstein.
Do you that a person is being killed every day?
Every day. Every day.
Manik da was saying that he'll start doing theatre again.
We'll also start doing theatre. Ok?
We'll enact street plays. Don't be scared.
They can kill people.
Don't you remember Sardar Hashmi? They can strike us.
They'll strike us once. But don't get scared.
We'll do theatre again.
They'll strike us again. We'll set up theatre again.
We'll set up theatre every day.
Let me see how democracy is ruined.
You must stop visiting him for few days.
We must stop the visits?
We don't want a relapse of Mr. Shirshendu's condition.
Did they stop the visits after this? - Yes.
For how long? - Two weeks.
After that?
When I got the permission I started visiting him.
Was Mr. Sajal trying to avoid you during that time? - Why?
According to the investigation reports..
..you and Mr. Avik would visit him during that time.
Sometimes you would go alone.
Sometimes Mr. Avik would be with you but not Mr. Sajal.
No.. actually..
Strange! How will she know why someone was..
..in touch with him and why he started avoiding him?
Go and ask the person in question. - I did so, Mr. Avik.
What did he say? - Do you want to hear?
Listen to me.
The boy is the cause of all problems.
Problems in pour group cropped up after he joined it.
There was no problem in our group before.
Everything started after he joined the group.
He got our group involved in politics. Dirty politics.
He is intentionally spreading it.
There's a small politics involved in this.
Break down.
Gradually develop cracks in every stage.
The opposition will naturally break down.
I don't have anything to say. No comments.
You can understand who is doing politics.
I've been sitting here for so long.
We've discussed so many issues before.
Did I ever mention anything like this?
He is saying so.
Shirsha da who is like his son is unwell.
He finds politics even in that.
They are like this.
Please Avik, I don't like this discussion. Will you please remain quiet?
No, this is not a matter where I must be quiet.
Just think of what he wants to say.
Actually, they find us responsible for everything..
..as they are getting ruined politically. - Please.
Whatever.. on which date did Mr. Shirshendu go missing?
24th December.
We got a call from the hospital early in the morning.
He wrote in his diary that 24th December is a special day in his life.
Why is this day special?
It's my birthday.
What?
It's my birthday. - Wrong.
It's absolutely wrong.
It's not a special day just because it's your birthday.
I think the day is a very significant day..
..of Mr. Shirshendu's life.
It's a significant day for me, you, Mr. Avik and..
..the people of this state.
That's because this man took an extreme decision on this day.
He protested.
A silent protest.
Strangely he didn't speak a word and suddenly..
..disappeared from our lives.
He gave you another chance to start your life afresh.
Your birthday gift.
I don't understand what you mean.
It was not 24th of December.
On the night of 23rd December every patient in the hospital..
..are put to sleep at 10 according to the hospital rules.
Mr. Shirshendu was not exempted from it.
The hospital's main gate was locked at 10.
You must go to sleep now.
What's today's date? - 23rd December.
23rd December? - Why?
No, I just wanted to know.
Look, I'll leave after 15 days.
You won't have to take the trouble of looking after me. Isn't it?
Don't inject me. - Ok.
The doctor shouldn't find out.
Be assured, I won't reveal anything to the doctor of mad people.
Sure? - Sure.
Hey! Go to sleep quietly.
Go to sleep. - Yes.
Impossible!
Why are you cooking up stories?
It maybe a story but a true story.
What you think is a story is something mentioned..
..in the diary of the missing person.
It's important evidence.
Well, when Mr. Shirshendu left this house it was sharp 12.
That is 24th December.
Impossible. I don't believe this.
But it's mentioned in the diary, Mr. Avik.
That's not possible. It's impossible.
A man escaped from a locked up hospital..
..and no one found out.
He entered this house and no one found out.
You'll read from the diary of mad man for hours..
..and you want us to believe everything written in it. Isn't it?
This is.. this is a sort of harassment.
What do you mean?
You want to say that everything written in this diary is baseless.
Exactly so.
Shirsha da was mentally sick.
He would often enter a state of hallucination.
Everybody knows this.
But the investigation has led to something different.
After investigating we found out that he actually..
..had such a conversation with the nurse.
The investigation reveals that since he was healthy..
..no one would visit his room towards the end.
The investigation reveals that the day when Mr. Shirshendu..
..got admitted in the hospital he had four pajamas, three kurtas,
Two jeans and two casual shirts.
Then from where did the diary come?
It now seems that the cooked up story has become rather interesting.
What do you say?
Take your seat. Keep patience.
According to the hero of this fictional story..
..when he saw the main gate of the house closed..
..after getting down from the taxi..
..Mr. Shirshendu took a strange decision.
To surprise everyone he climbed up the pipe..
..and reached the terrace.
While climbing down the stairs something made him stop.
Now my question is what had happened in this house..
..that night that Mr. Shirshendu had to silently leave this house.
What's the incident, Mr. Avik?
How will I know?
That's right.
How will you know what happened at midnight?
No question about it.
Everything seems so confusing.
What does Mrs. Ruby have to say? - I'm not sure.
When did he come or did he actually come at all..
He came. We are 100% sure about it.
The question is, do you know the reason why he left?
Please forgive me.
I wanted to end the matter here.
But, you didn't give me the chance to do so.
Yes. Send him.
Come in, Ramlal.
What did you see on 23rd night around 11-12?
What happened?
Why are you silent?
What did you see? Tell me.
After dinner we were sitting outside to warm ourselves.
Suddenly I saw..
Munia's mother, who has come at this hour to brother's house?
Maybe someone they are acquainted to.
Brother is here.
Has he been released from the hospital?
I didn't hear anything as such.
Oh god! This is brother. He is coming here. - Yes.
Go and find out, Munia's father. - Yes. Yes.
Brother, did they release you from the hospital? - Yes.
Are you fine now? - Yes.
How are you? - We are fine.
Well, can you help me? - Yes. Of course. Tell me.
Will you lend me 50 rupees? - Yes. I'll get it.
Wait here, I'll get it.
Here you go. Take it.
Take it tomorrow morning. Ok? - Yes. Ok.
Thank you.
Go and check if sister-in-law is awake. - Ok.
I'll go and check. Wait.
Has brother entered the house? - Yes.
But, I felt as if no one has come inside.
Well, did you see everything properly?
The car arrived. Brother got down.
Did you see him?
What do you mean?
Brother has come out. Why? - Yes.
He must have come to return the money. - Right.
Go and check. - Wait, I'll be back soon.
Brother, are you fine?
Do you want to say something?
Will you say something?
Take it. The last words of Mr. Shirshendu and this rose are for you.
Nothing is left to be said at the end of a story of betrayal.
The known faces suddenly become unknown.
They suddenly change color.
The greed for power drops its saliva at some place.
It gradually burns up all hopes and wishes like lava.
Man wants to celebrate victory with the blood of man.
When they get buried under cries and shouts of victory..
..humanity is hurt, trust is betrayed and..
..nothing is left to be said.
A stormy wind has gradually become fatal.
I think everything will get shattered.
The leftist books have come under this storm.
The darkness ahead will end everything today.
A hope is still breathing faintly.
I'm sure that it'll ignite the heart and get back those old pages.
When betrayal destroys everything..
..another hope peeps out from within the heart.
Then one stops where he finds Marx, Lenin,
With lots of hope in the heart one says..
..don't be afraid, comrade, we'll meet again soon.