Continued
from previous post –
Village of Khopkar
and scene of Khopkar’s house, Khopkar has done his wedding to
Rupali but he decides to keep Rupali and her daughter Seema at his
house in the village with his elder brother. For the time being let
them stay here while I make suitable arrangements in Mumbai,
Pandurang tells his brother. While Pandurang is seen talking to his
brother and other members of the family there come Nanasaheb and
shridhar with Nilu to bid farewell to Khopkar. As Khopkar notices the
three he turns to them, greets them with a smile and tells Nanasaheb
that he will do the talk for wedding of Shridhar and Rashmi and
cancel the expected betrothal of Damu with Rashmi. Pandurang tells
them that, “We can not blame Anant as he does not know of Damu’s
betrothal having been fixed with Nilu and so he wanted Damu for his
daughter. You should understand Anant as you are a father of a girl
your self.” Khopkar explains to Nanasaheb. Nanasaheb jolts his
shoulders approvingly. Nanasaheb congratulates Pandurang on his
marriage with Rupali and says a few words to admire his forethoughts.
The time for the
bus to Mumbai and he leaves the place.
Scene of Khopkar’s
quarter at the hotel, a very simple but well kept room Pandurang
enters the room looks very tired due to the travel. Put down his bag
and relaxes in the bed, throwing his chappals in one corner
carelessly. {Camera moves on the room showing photos of gods and
saints, indicating the nature of Khopkar as a god fearing decent
innocent person.} There is a knock on the door. “Who is that? Come
on in Ramu” Khopkar yells. The door opens slowly and there Manorama
is seen standing on the door threshold holding a bouquet of flowers
in her hand. She waits for Khopkar to open his eyes to see her. As he
opens his eyes slowly and sees her, he gets up in haste and sits
showing politeness and grace indicating how he respects the lady.
Smiling Manorama enters the room and keeps the bouquet on a table.
Sits on the bed; resting her on the sidewall to which the cot is
touching. Both greet each other and they talk about the village trip.
“How was the trip? I was very pleased that you took the decision to
marry. Why did you not bring her? I heard she has a daughter, where
shall she stay. Will she be with you two or else? A volley of
questions pours out from Manorama. After she finished her questions,
quietly Pandurang gets up from his bed and standing; tells her that
the mother and daughter both is his responsibility but as the schools
are in the middle he decided to keep them at his elder brother’s
house in the village. They may come next year, as my daughter will be
enrolled in the new school here. Manorama is all praise for his broad
mindedness in accepting a widow and her daughter. While she is saying
something of the sort {Director may suggest additional conversation
to go with the topic} Khopkar interrupts here and says,
“Please, Tai do
not say that. Ashok was my best friend and if I do something to help
his family, I feel greatly obliged! We all must think in this way the
way I do and help our country. I do not think having done any favor
to Rupali or her, oh, sorry, our daughter Seema. {More talk may be
added if time permits} after some more chatting Khopkar opens the
topic of Nilu.
“How you like
Damu, Tai”? Khopkar
“Since
you ask, I must tell you my true opinion of that man, I don’t think
he is right choice for our Rashmi! He is more like your friend Anant,
and Pandurang I do not want my daughter to put up with the type of
mental tensions I have been undergoing”! Manorama says with
exasperation on her face. Khopkar gesticulates that he agrees with
her point.
Continues
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