Yes.
I'm attending our society's film festival.
I was engrossed in the movie.
You disturbed me.
I've seen it before.
The continuity is lost now.
Anyway, tell me what happened.
Didn't get you.
Okay. I'll be there.
I'll be there.
You are not that old, sir.
Is this old age?
Right. I am only 36, isn't it?
I'm serious.
You look like you're 50.
Not more than that.
Your eyesight is perfect.
Since you don't normally eat on time, your blood pressure gave you a jolt.
-Make him lie down over there. -Okay.
Hold his legs.
Leave everything aside and stay here for a week.
Don't use those broken glasses anymore.
We can get a new one tomorrow.
Whose hospital is this?
It belongs to Dr. Sita's husband.
Dr. Sita is the one who checked you right now.
This land belonged to her father.
Now Dr. Sita is in-charge.
Do you plan on buying it?
Not at all.
I was wondering about how expensive it would be to build a hospital like this.
If I wished to buy it,
I would've done it a long time ago.
What is your name?
Arathi.
Tell me about your family.
My family comprises of my mother, my father and my brother.
What does your father do?
He used to work. But not anymore.
When me and my brother graduated, he decided to retire.
Your shirt is dirty.
Don't you have another one?
There must be one inside that.
Inside this?
-Here. -I don't need one now.
It's too hot.
Go to sleep.
You can get up in the morning and take a nice bath. Alright?
I am taking this shirt with me. Lie down.
Was that man saying something?
He is quite talkative.
In the doctor's cabin, he asked Dr. Sita how old I was.
He is not from this locality.
All he has is a bag and a radio with him.
Are you leaving, Jinechy?
I need to leave, unless Dr. Sita gives me another assignment.
Sureshettan won't complain. But mother might have an issue.
I don't have to deal with anyone's issues.
I can leave anytime I want to.
Why are you up?
There is still some time for the doctor to arrive.
I've been lying down for too long.
What is the time right now?
Past eight.
I don't usually wake up late.
I can't fall asleep if I'm merely lying down.
Where are my glasses?
Glasses?
They are lost.
I think my leg is beyond repair.
What caused the fall?
-How did I fall? -Yes?
I was just wandering around.
That's all I remember.
What happened then?
Your new glasses are ready.
Let's check your blood pressure.
Stretch your hand.
Don't wear the glasses now.
Let some light into your eyes.
Don't move.
The blood pressure is normal.
I don't visit hospitals quite often because
I don't like to see such detached nurses.
Where is the nurse who was with me last night?
Maybe she is on another shift.
I need to be here for a few more days.
This is just too much!
Come on.
Let's go outside.
That sounds nice.
Where is my shirt?
-Must be around. -Yes.
There you go.
Yes. That is the one.
Where to?
Let's go there. I see some people worth mingling.
-What is your name? -Vinu.
Whom are you with?
Krishnakumar who is on the bed at the extreme end of our ward.
We belong to the same village. He has no one to help.
I came with him.
Why don't you make this a habit?
What?
Pushing the wheelchair. I'll pay you for the service.
No, thanks.
I'm going to take you around just for a bit.
I'll drop you down after some time.
Really?
Yes. Definitely.
What if I call my son and get you beaten up?
Well, I am not scared of anyone.
I see.
An old Thullal performer.
Thullal?
Enlightened audience, Please give me your blessings
That's Ottan Thullal.
-An old lion. -I suppose.
I am on my morning walk.
-On this chair? -Yes.
I pay for this chair.
Isn't it walking for me?
This fellow helps.
I don't get paid for anything.
Let me tell you that.
I'm quite particular about such things.
You are yet to know me.
There used to be about twenty laborers in our farm.
The dance performances didn't suffice financially.
When I used to set out for my dance performance
these laborers would call it a day.
I never delayed their payments. I always paid them on time.
That was my habit.
So, I'll surely pay you as well.
-Alright. Say no more. -Yes!
I was aware that an artist got admitted here last night.
I have a son.
Somewhere around here.
He is the only one I have.
I wish I could meet him.
I am in search of him.
I don't know where he is and how to find him.
I've been wandering around since the day I alighted the bus.
No one knows where he is.
Can't blame them.
All I have is a photo with me.
When did he leave?
In Malayalam era 176.
It's been sixteen years, last month.
I thought he went missing recently.
What are you up to?
Trying to make him cry?
Doesn't matter.
As long as we live happily We get heavenly happiness
The words of writer Nambiar.
I may not have looked after him well.
Maybe this is a punishment for that.
I gave it to you, Thampichettan.
No. You must have given it to one of the nurses.
Search well in there.
If you had given it to me, we wouldn't have had to search.
Is this the one?
Yes.
Like I said. If you had given it to me, we wouldn't have had to search.
Right on time.
Are you telling that to me?
Oh, I see. No wonder.
I'm usually punctual.
-Did I ask you to take a seat? -You don't have to.
I'm sorry I had to go to Ankamali.
To visit your uncle there?
My dear Thampichettan.
Why don't you quit this lousy firm and join my newspaper business?
There, you can develop your sense of humor.
Mr. Ulahannan pays me well.
-I see. -Can't do without that.
See you.
He is getting smart, Doctor.
You asked for it.
I suggest that whenever you are tensed
go and watch a black and white film.
The feeling of relaxation is unparalleled.
I was in the middle of that feeling when you called me.
But you didn't come.
That was not intentional.
Antony is in Ankamaly.
He is working as an assistant in the movie business.
He had some subject related complications.
Degenerated journalism.
I was not keen, but he kept calling relentlessly.
I called you because it's in your interest.
What does a journalist like me benefit from?
I'm sure you have something substantial for me.
It's over. But I'm glad you came at least now.
There was something else. Please do that.
Try to get hold of this guy.
Sajeevan?
I can assure you of three things.
His name is Sajeevan.
Age 37.
A fair complexioned person with average height.
With this data, you have to find him.
But, Sajeevan is not 37.
What sort of a journalist are you?
That is an old photograph.
That was taken when he was twenty years old.
He left when he was twenty one.
It is almost sixteen years since he left.
I'm sure he is 37 now.
Who is this?
Bed number two in the main ward.
Please don't behave like usual journalists.
Don't just go away with the task.
In this case, please be serious.
No, ma'am.
You should meet me before you leave.
Priyan.
What kind of birds are they?
Birds with nice tails.
They used to frequent the mango trees and jack-fruit trees.
They are not to be seen nowadays.
I heard a sound and I looked out.
They were on that tree.
What kind of a tree is that?
Gulmohar.
That is a Gulmohar tree.
I haven't heard about such a tree.
There are so many strange trees around here.
How old are you, sir?
Have you come here to find out my age?
I came to meet you, sir.
Sir?
Why do you address me as that?
Trying to make me feel old?
No way.
I can challenge you at anything even at this age.
Shall we run around this hospital?
Are you ready?
I am not ready.
I will be defeated.
So, you know.
I know.
You should know.
In that case, we should find you a girlfriend.
Okay. You can do that.
-Are you ready? -Ready.
Didn't I start just now?
How are you sure that he would be somewhere around?
He's in this city. You can take initiative and find him, if you really wanted to.
These empty praises of yours have been the cause of my health to deteriorate.
Do it if you can. It would be great if we can help out that gentleman.
That is right.
But... there'll be many named alike in the city.
It's hard to find the Sajeevan that we are looking for.
Let me search, anyway.
Okay. I'll call you tomorrow.
Okay.
Yes. Come on in.
I was thinking about you.
I see.
It's like I have to go on a penance just to be able to meet you.
It has been like that since ages, my dear Policeman.
History says that you have always been waiting for us.
Fine. But if it wasn't for me, things would have been really bad last week.
You can either handle journalism or politics.
Handling both is not good for you.
They say that only a good politician can become a good journalist.
Is that your philosophy?
Yes, I thought of that a little while ago.
Why are you here at this time?
Looks like I am getting an assignment.
I have no answer. But I need your help.
Tell me. But let me finish this first.
-There's a person. -I see.
Aged about 37 now.
He left home sixteen years ago.
-I see. -Some family problems, I suppose.
We have to look for him.
How is he related to you?
I met his father yesterday. He is more than 70 years old.
You know Dr. Sita?
He is in her custody.
He has traveled over 50 kilometers seeking his son.
All he has is a photo of his son.
No address.
He was wandering in the city since a couple of days.
I think he was starving and had no cash on him.
He was too proud to care about all of that.
He was found at the statue junction.
Lost and found.
This is a genuine case.
If we fail to help him, he may have to be admitted into some old age home.
That is the only way out for him.
If the son were with him, it would've been a great support.
Nadira is not here. Her sister delivered a baby.
Otherwise, I would've offered you coffee.
Thanks, anyway.
What is the guy's name?
Pappu Pisharaty.
The 37 year old?
His name is Sajeevan.
There'll be thousands by that name.
How are you sure that Sajeevan is in this city?
That is interesting. The father says he is here itself.
I don't know what the logic is.
But he firmly believes in that.
I am not yet relieved from the thoughts of such a case last week.
You never bothered to inform me about that.
This case is different though.
There's a human interest to it.
Those times of human interest are over.
Only few guys like you are bothered about such cases.
Do you agree?
Let me see.
Do you have his photo?
-Yes. -Alright then.
-Send me the photograph on WhatsApp. -Okay.
How can you get better if you don't sleep on time?
What is your name?
This is the second time you are asking me my name.
Did you tell me your name the first time?
Yes.
I forgot.
Now please don't forget. I will tell you once more.
My name is Arathi.
How old are you?
23.
Married?
No.
My son Sajeevan is 37 years old.
Though he is a bit obstinate, he is a nice guy.
Can I propose you for him?
I am already engaged.
To whom?
My classmate in college. He works for the police force.
You seem like a nice girl. That is why I suggested.
You should go to sleep.
Listen.
Can you do me a favour?
This is a bit old and it shows.
But it's a good one.
When I fell, the radio also got a knock down.
It's not working.
When you go home, carry this with you.
And get it repaired when you come back tomorrow.
I can't get it repaired for free. But, fine. I'll do it.
When you get your son, you won't require any more radios.
I can't even sleep properly without seeing him.
Dr. Sita has sent someone to search for him.
Maybe I said something bad.
I don't even remember.
It has been sixteen years now.
I might have said something that may have offended him.
Otherwise, he would not have left us.
You can move it better now.
Take it as a positive sign.
You have to wear this bandage for a month.
Don't let your feet hang in the air.
Be careful when you sit on the wheelchair.
Take enough rest.
You will be fine.
I can't just keep sitting idle all day.
You can't be as active as you were when you used to perform Ottan Thullal.
I need to be agile and active until I meet my son.
After that, you don't mind being unhealthy?
If I am bedridden when he meets me, won't he feel sad?
Oh Beautiful Goddess Let me pay obeisance to you
Bless this humble person
And help me get out of my hardships
From Nambiar's Syamanthakam Thullal.
Protect us, dear Goddess. Let me pay obeisance to You.
So you put me in place of the Goddess. That's good.
You're acting like you are a young boy.
It's been ages since I met you, Kabirkka.
That's how it is.
If Mohamed doesn't go to the hills, the hills shall descend upon him.
This has been a good day for me.
Someone just turned me into a Goddess.
And now, you turn me into a hill.
So, the next chance is mine.
No. Please do whatever I told you to.
That is why we are here.
Isn't it, Kabirkka?
The journalist is relentless. I have no rest.
Don't doubt.
Now the star of this firm is this man.
So, you are that brave guy.
What is he saying?
Don't worry, sir. We have been discussing good things about you.
He is the 75 year old man with young blood in his veins.
Sir, this gentleman is inquiring about your son.
He is in the police force.
Please visit the college where he studied.
It's been sixteen years now, but he had many friends back then.
I wonder where they are.
Some of them may have something to share about him.
Is he asleep?
Yes. Why?
I would like to talk to him, as I do so very often.
But you give him sleeping pills.
You don't get good sleep, yet you want to disturb his sleep.
Are you asleep?
These are the old cases of unknown dead bodies.
Those under this station, after the year 2000.
After waiting for a few days, the police had cremated the bodies.
Anyone named Sajeevan?
Yes. There are seven of them.
For two of them, no one came till the cremation was over.
Even now it has the same status.
Another three were properly recognized.
From the details of age and time given by you,
suspicion goes to the two bodies that the police cremated.
There are three missing cases from Kunnathkavu.
That's the native place of this gentleman.
There is a missing case of a man named Sajeevan.
Maybe a complaint was registered during those days.
But no serious inquiry was conducted.
Is it possible to get the whereabouts of those who were cremated?
What a silly question!
Wouldn't that make it easier for the police?
There is a possibility.
A landline number was retrieved from one of the bodies.
Remember that it was sixteen years ago.
That number belonged to a man called Srinivasan.
I was not posted here during those days.
The present DYSP Pramod Raghavan was the SI at that time.
I've had a word with him.
He doesn't remember the case very well.
When I gave him the details, he remembered.
Srinivasan was the secretary of the tennis club.
He recollected that.
Pramod had spoken to Srinivasan those days.
He doesn't know about this person.
He thought that Srinivasan was quite genuine and returned the file.
He had no connection with the Sajeevan that we are looking for.
I just wasted my time going there.
I thought that we could find this guy in a couple of days.
But that's not possible.
I think Sajeevan is alive.
We have to be sure about that.
If he were alive, we would have had more clues.
Not really.
I'm guessing he had a tough time at home which he could not cope with.
He must have left due to some squabble.
In that case, even if he is alive, there's no chance of communication with him.
You are okay. You will feel better within five days.
Everything will be alright. Okay.
If only I could walk.
When will my leg be alright?
You've had a fall.
It might take a couple of months.
After that, it will be okay.
You will also be able to run after that.
-Doctor. -Yes?
Please forgive me for my behaviour.
But I insist that you hurry with the search for my son.
I had some hope before I got here.
Now, I'm getting extremely anxious.
If he were here,
he would have been a great support in my old age.
Everyone in this hospital has an aim, sir.
We are all aiming at having you reunited with your son.
You don't require me to push the wheelchair.
No! I need you.
The senior doctor said it will take two months.
After five days, I can leave this place.
That doctor was just joking.
He actually meant that you will be dead in five days.
I won't die so easily.
I'll die once that doctor has died and after you for sure.
I admire your confidence, sir.
I had given this to the nurse to get it repaired.
She said she would bring it the next day.
She gave it to me.
The repair shop is on my way home.
I feel breathless. Let me lie down for sometime.
What happened?
Such a waste.
What is your problem?
I was just wondering.
One man leaves home sixteen years ago.
Not just a couple of years, but sixteen!
And I am in search of him.
I don't know him at all.
I am not even sure if he is alive.
Do such things happen?
He might have passed away.
For the sake of sympathy, we are trying to help him.
Are you doing this out of sympathy?
Yes.
Then, don't do it. That man doesn't need sympathy.
-Really? -Yes,
In this scenario, all you saw was a father in search of his son.
Forget it.
Why should my hospital treat an old person
without expecting even a penny as fees?
In reality, he is a symbol.
A symbol of conditions that you or I may face in future.
That is what he is.
I am treating Pappu Pisharaty even without Mr. Ulahannan's knowledge.
I am sure he would understand me.
I didn't mean anything else.
It is difficult to find his son.
Kabirkka has been doing a lot of inquiries as well.
But nothing has been fruitful.
So it is natural for you to get depressed.
Yes. I agree.
But that's not the only reason.
I made a prediction for myself.
That could be the reason for the depression.
There is an emotional story unfolding at the hospital.
What is that?
A romance.
For you?
Please listen to me properly.
It is about Arathi.
A boy used to visit the hospital quite often.
He used to say that he was there to visit the patient.
Only yesterday, I came to know that she was the reason he visited.
Her father told me so. Such a devil of a person.
With my attitude, I could have taken a stern stand.
But for the sake of professionalism, I couldn't.
I don't know what Mr. Ulahannan would say.
The professor did not speak a word.
Yes, I remember him.
He was my student.
But he was not very talkative.
He didn't even speak much to his bench mates.
What can I say about his teachers?
He was never close to us.
Somehow, he managed to complete his first year pre-degree course.
In the second year, he was frequently absent.
We came to find out if this guy is still alive.
We are his friends.
He is a textile shop owner and I am a journalist.
Why do you lie to me?
Isn't he a policeman?
I've been to the police station several times.
If you ask me, why I say so...
I have worked in six colleges over the recent years.
These children were some of my first students.
So I can't forget them.
If you want to know better, give me some more time.
I was in touch with some of them.
But not anymore.
That is not the problem.
-This guy is missing. -Oh!
Since how long?
Sixteen years.
His father is with us now.
I hope his son is alive.
You will have to inquire.
I'll try on my own. That is all I can say.
That will do.
Didn't see anyone today. Where is everyone?
Joseph is leaving today.
His treatment is over.
Everyone has gone to see him off.
We should wish to leave the hospital soon.
Not stay here forever.
That is right. It has been a few days since you came here.
Don't you have to go?
Yes.
I have to go as soon as Sajeevan arrives.
That's my only hope.
Mr. Kaimal, Dr. Sita has called for you.
Please excuse me.
-Are you Pappu Asan? -Yes.
No wonder.
Do you remember me?
I am Ramachan from Puthenkara.
Oh. Is it you?
Have I lost my senses?
Why are you here?
I live in this town with my daughter.
I have only one daughter.
I see.
When I get fed up sitting at home, I come here under some pretext.
I find some excuse to get out of the house.
It is boring at home.
After I discovered this place, I started coming here often.
Why are you here?
The search for my son landed me here.
Son?
My son, Sajeevan.
He left home a long time ago.
Why are you so sure?
I have a strong feeling that he is somewhere around here.
How are you so sure?
I don't know that, Ramachan.
I just felt like that, which is why I'm here.
I see.
When I was in Kunnathkavu, you had no hope.
The day my wife Sarojini died, we had planned a trip to Kailash.
The kids wouldn't budge.
And we could not postpone the trip.
My wife Sarojini died all of a sudden.
But I'm glad she passed away in time.
Her condition was pathetic.
Paralysis, I tell you!
After her death I realized that I am actually trapped.
In the meantime, I had an intuition that my son is here.
So, I left home.
And reached here.
A twist in Sajeevan's case.
I was wondering why he left home.
Then, I got an idea.
We had spoken about a possible family squabble
to which he could not adjust.
Yes.
When I started thinking on those lines, this new idea propped up.
We missed something.
I called you to discuss this.
Don't be sure just because you got this paper.
It is crucial to continue inquiring.
First, we should know whether he is alive.
If alive, we need to trace his whereabouts.
Even if we get this guy, we should not have any preconceived notions
until we are sure that it is him.
You have to go and talk to the old man today itself.
It is too late now.
I'll do it tomorrow.
By the way, what should we ask him?
Be straightforward and ask him about his son.
I've already done that.
That was not too bad an experience.
But he is a peculiar type.
He has a sense of humor.
An old Kunchan Nambiar.
I doubt that his arrival is an arrival without any logic.
I thought so too, in the beginning.
On second thoughts, I thought that his claims were pointless.
Because, that is quite common for people when they are left with no one.
In search of something which you rejected earlier.
Now let me begin a story recital
As ordered by my Guru
Now let me begin a story recital
As ordered by my Guru
For the recital to go on well
I seek your blessings
For the recital to go on well
I seek your blessings
Sitting on a seat made of his own tail
Lord Hanuman started talking
Sitting on a seat made of his own tail
Lord Hanuman started talking
Rakshas, if the thoughts Inside all your ten heads
Run helter-skelter Like mice in an attic
Rakshas, if the thoughts Inside all your ten heads
Run helter-skelter Like mice in an attic
Rummaging through stressful thoughts
Is that one better than this one?
Rummaging through stressful thoughts
Is that one better than this one?
You don't know which thought to take You can't settle on one thought
And ultimately you'll go crazy, Dear King
You don't know which thought to take You can't settle on one thought
And ultimately you'll go crazy, Dear King
Even though you have ten heads
They are all empty as a copper vessel
-I had a dream last night. -What?
I had a dream last night.
I dreamt that Sajeevan had arrived.
It was pouring heavily and he visited amidst the heavy rain.
Why did your son leave you after all?
Dr. Sita had told me not to ask you personal questions.
If you don't like me questioning, don't answer me.
You could dismiss my query.
Nothing like that.
I don't mind answering you.
I used to tell everyone that he was a ruffian.
But he wasn't. He was quite a smart kid.
He was over-smart. He was very active.
I used to take him with me for my dance performances.
He wanted to go to the city to study further.
When his mother had the same opinion, I agreed.
Gradually, he was not to be seen often.
One day, he came home with a friend.
I scolded him for being in bad company.
Thereafter, he had a chat with his mother and left home with his friend.
That's the last I saw of him.
I had a younger daughter named Sakunthala.
I used to send her to dance school.
After her classes, she used to always hang out with my son.
He did not visit us even when she died.
How did your daughter die?
She hanged herself from a fan, after four years of being married.
That is why I hate looking up at this ceiling.
I feel awful.
I have no problem with your investigation.
But we have certain concerns.
There is no complaint about a missing person.
Our department will not benefit, even if we find this man.
This is a case of human interest.
His father is in the city.
It is for him.
You already know the problems.
I don't have to tell you.
There are a lot of issues.
First, it was very tough for him to get a job.
That means, he is here since three years.
His partner is a friend of mine.
He got the job because I had some influence.
But if people like you come here often, that itself becomes an issue.
You should understand.
That is what I believe.
Sure, sir.
I can assure you that this firm will never have any issues due to us.
We just want to meet him and get to know a few things from him.
Our role ends there.
Please wait at the reception.
I will call him.
You wanted to meet me?
If the captain is defeated in a battle All his soldiers will run away hiding
Is everyone leaving?
They have to.
That is quite logical.
Only those women who delivered babies, Know about the reality of such a pain
That is the principle.
I heard that he has been found. I am happy about that.
Don't be too happy.
One does not know what kind of a person he is now.
I don't care. He is my son.
Nothing can change that.
Mind you, it's been sixteen years since he left home.
I wonder how he is going to treat you now.
Mr. Kaimal, you are unbelievable.
He was quite happy this morning.
You spoilt his mood.
No way. He needs to be realistic.
The boy left home after fighting with him.
So naturally, there's going to be a strain in the relationship.
You should know that.
I just warned you.
That guy Vinu is in a relationship with this girl.
A relationship. They're in love.
-You got to know that now? -Yes.
I knew that right from the start.
-Really? -Yes indeed.
You are a fool.
How does their love affair matter to you?
It doesn't matter to me.
Doesn't matter, I see.
But you still want to talk about it.
Seems like you had a good share of relationships too.
You know nothing about me.
Back in those days, when I was a Thullal performer
some girls took particular interest in me
depending on the story of the performance.
Not so much when I performed on stage
but especially when I did my make-up in the dressing room.
I could notice bright eyes peeping at me through crevices in the makeshift wall.
If I dismissed their advances, they would chase me later on.
Things got serious when I used to perform Rukmini Swayamavaram.
Those kind of performances were in high demand.
Your son left you at around that time. Am I right?
Why do you ask so pointedly?
You are extremely happy today.
I belong to a well-known family in Kunnathkavu.
Since my parents died when I was very young,
I never experienced parental love.
That is why I was not able to express love to my son.
All my relatives are dead now.
He is the only one I have.
Meet him with all the courage in your heart.
Your son will give you a warm welcome.
I am sure.
Dad.
Where is Sajeevan?
Dad.
-Dad. -Yes.
-Dad. -Yes!
Did you wake him up?
Come on, get up.
You've been playing since long!
Please eat something.
Don't you want to eat?
Okay.
Look at him.
Dad, can I get you some tea?
Come, let's go.
Let's eat.
Sir, I was not at home. I was in Nagerkoil.
I returned about five days ago.
That's when I got to know that uncle has left.
If I were here, he would not have gone.
Our neighbor Mr. Ramachan Chettan said that he saw uncle here.
Which is why I'm here.
Didn't you go to the hospital?
I did. They told me that they couldn't give me the details.
We are here because we thought you'd know the details.
It has been quite a few days since he left the hospital.
I have no idea where he is.
Let me inquire.
Leave all the details with me.
Okay, sir.
My dear.
Shall we go?
Dad. Can I put on the TV? It's time for the news headlines.
Do you need your glasses?
My dear.
Take care of him.
I'll be back in a bit.
Heavy traffic in the city!
Otherwise, I could've reached a little earlier.
The doctor says that you will be able to give up the wheelchair very soon.
It's important for you to rest.
Even now, you smoke a lot.
No. Just one today. I had it a little while ago.
Quitting is good for your own health.
Where is Raja?
He came just now.
-Call him. -I'll ask him to call you.
Call him.
-We'll have a word outside. -Really?
Let's go outside. Please.
Is he also a transgender?
What do you have to say?
I've already told you.
You gave me the flat for a year.
It's been seven months now.
How can I vacate the flat before the designated time?
Not my fault. I'm not concerned.
Mr. Chakochan is raising issues.
He asked me to rent the flat to you.
But now, he wants you to vacate.
There are some norms to be followed.
There are no such legal norms.
Tell him that I will vacate a month before the designated year is complete.
I'll tell him that. But please have a word with him yourself.
We'll have some porridge.
Do you know what that is?
Look at him.
How is it?
Is this the one?
I think this is the one.
I'll be back in a minute. Will you eat on your own?
Sit here, my darling.
I will be right back.
-Who are you? -Is Pappu Pisharaty staying here?
Yes.
I was with him in the hospital.
Can I meet him?
Yes. Come in.
-Dad. -It's me.
I hope you haven't forgotten us.
I got discharged from the hospital yesterday.
Please take her inside.
-We need to have a private conversation. -Sure. Come on.
Dr. Sita told me everything.
You don't have to worry about anything.
There is a boy who lives at my son-in-law's house.
He is quite old.
He is undergoing a gender change.
Do you know what gender change is?
A person born with a particular gender medically changes into another gender.
It's quite normal nowadays.
But usually, we don't get to know about it.
Hello? Priyan?
Hold on.
Who's this?
Ask him to wait.
I'll be right back.
There is nothing to worry.
Dad seems to be having difficulties getting along with our situation.
It is quite natural.
Since he got to know
that the boy he raised over twenty years is now a girl
he'll obviously be shocked.
Yes, I can understand.
But we also have to be empathetic towards Priyanka.
When I married her, she was only twenty-five years old.
She had left home five years prior to that.
She must've had a tough time during those years.
Just think about how she must have handled all those hardships.
When I met her she was a different person.
Nobody cared for her.
But now, she's well dressed and she enjoys all sorts of luxuries.
In spite of this, she still faces a lot of social issues.
I managed to rent the flat after a lot of efforts.
But now there is a problem with that too.
I can't tell you everything.
We love our daughter Kanmani very dearly.
She is our soul!
In India, transgenders can't adopt a baby.
Since we had friends working at a charity home
we were able to adopt her unofficially.
But once Kanmani grows up, we'll have to face legal issues.
We don't know what to do then.
People are curious and skeptical about transgenders in our country.
We wandered around only to find a decent place to stay.
These struggles need to be known. People must be aware of this.
That is what I wish for.
I came here to tell you all this.
I consider her father as my father.
But if he does not understand her, how can he stay with her for long?
I can't convince him.
Only you can do that.
I came here to tell you about that too.
Sir, you must visit us.
-That's not it. -Did you tell him?
What did you say?
There is improvement. Really good improvement!
He has changed for the better.
In the midst of his family, he has turned into a new person altogether.
Your leg will heal very soon.
Okay, let me have a word with him alone.
You can wait outside.
Let's go.
What happened?
You have changed now.
What are you worried about?
He is being tricky, I'm sure.
Don't we know him?
Really?
Unless you talk, how can we find a solution?
They told me that you haven't spoken since a week.
I am able to talk.
But I have nothing to say.
True.
I haven't spoken since a week.
I have nothing to say.
Whom should I talk to?
To your son.
Son? Where is my son?
Priyanka.
Sarojini and I brought up a son until he was twenty.
Now I see someone dressed up as a eunuch. Just like the character Shikhandi.
We brought him up hoping that he will be a support to us when we get old.
He left us over some flimsy reason.
I have been in search of him for the past sixteen years.
At the end of my search, I find a transgender.
Who is Shikhandi?
Is it Priyanka?
You said that you brought him up.
I know them since a week.
But I can understand their mental status.
I can understand the situations she and her husband are facing.
You claim that you've brought him up for twenty years.
But you fail to understand them.
Priyanka is not Shikhandi.
Neither is she male.
She is a woman.
You know what your problem is?
You brought up a son for twenty years, you didn't bring up a human being.
You wanted a son as a security guard who would look after you when you get old.
Am I right?
You never thought of him as a human being.
That is why you can't understand the changes he went through.
I am not trying to blame you.
You belong to the older generation.
That is why.
Did you notice?
She is extremely happy.
Her husband and her daughter love her quite a lot.
She was a girl even when she was with you.
But you failed to gauge that.
Are you angry with me?
Don't worry.
Your son who is also my wife is very happy.
Can I tell you something?
All you know is that...
your son left you sixteen years ago.
Do you know about the struggles he faced after he left you?
A life as an orphan.
Somehow he became a friend of mine.
Not just a friend.
Priyanka's character gave me a lot of positive energy.
I met her for the first time in Nagerkoil.
Back then I was unemployed.
As soon as she entered my life, I got a job.
Now I have a car and a decent bank balance.
All my happiness is due to her, your Sajeevan.
There are so many people in the world with problems like Priyanka's.
Many of them have strayed into immoral professions.
She is very happy about the fact that I became a part of her life.
I'm happy too.
Your child was born a female.
She is not male.
She's female.
She is not a character like Shikhandi.
Somewhere, there is a river
And a field that does not flow
Just like a sculpture made of leaves
There is a shadow nearby
Somewhere, there is a river
And a field that does not flow
Just like a sculpture made of leaves
There is a shadow nearby
When the sky leaks and it rains
It gets into the hut
When it is hot inside you
Do you seek the depth of the ocean?
When the sky leaks and it rains
It gets into the hut
When it is hot inside you Do you seek the depth of the ocean?
Far and near
Someone writhing in pain
Somewhere, there is a river And a field that does not flow
Just like a sculpture made of leaves
There is a shadow nearby
When a flowery plant Leans over a breezy lane
When darkness enters the dim-lit lanes
Soul of a dragonfly Unknowing that it is its own
Wanderers around here
With stretched hands made of flowers
Has the breeze passing through dead trees Lost its way?
Somewhere, there is a river
And a field that does not flow
Just like a sculpture made of leaves
There is a shadow nearby
A calf roams around in the field at night
Dry petals fall down in the deserted lanes
The leaf, not knowing that A droplet has really fallen on it
Not knowing that the branch Is really a pair of twigs
Unaware of the time and situations Disappeared in pain
You can start.
Mr. Raja?
Mr. Pappu.
I doubt if I can come.
Can we postpone it to the day after tomorrow?
If that is fixed for day after tomorrow, I can come on time.
Ask Sanish.
That will be convenient for me.
Okay then, we can do it together.
I'll come over to your place and we can leave together.
I'll take that route.
That is more convenient for me.
Talk to him and call me back.
What is it, Mr. Aiyar?
Nothing.
I was talking to a man over here.
So you talk to him and then call me.
Okay.
That will do. No problem.
Let me pour it.
I'll do it, Dad.
Can I pour water one more time?
Let me wipe your body. Your body is wet.
Come on.
Dad, you may fall down.
Here.
Wait.
Who maneuvered you into being a transgender?
Tell me. Who?
And what for?
When I started from the hospital, I was eager to meet my son.
I always knew that you were alive.
But now that I've seen you...
Who maneuvered you into being a transgender?
Tell me. Was it that Tamilian guy?
I came to meet my son.
If I can't do that, it is better to return.
I brought you up as a boy, not a girl.
That Tamilian guy is like Jarasandahan.
The devil who transformed my boy.
I've seen you right from the day Sarojini delivered you.
You were brought up as a boy, not a girl.
That boy is all female now.
When you left us sixteen years ago...
you left as a boy.
We thought that you would return after experiencing life quite a bit.
You didn't return even when your younger sister died.
Now I have no one.
Sarojini has died.
The only relative I have is Sajeevan.
You don't belong to that Tamilian's family.
You are my Sajeevan.
Now, it's not us, but only you who needs to take the decision.
You didn't say anything.
Alright then.
Listen.
I am going to Kunnathukavu.
A long time ago.
Even before angels existed.
Before human beings existed.
Even before they lived on earth.
That's when I was born.
And I had a father.
My father.
He could never...
come close to me emotionally.
My father's shadow...
remains frozen in me forever.
Stop! Stop the car!