<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:34:15.642-08:00</updated><category term='silent eyes you dark light'/><title type='text'>thegarud</title><subtitle type='html'>''I have been created by a nightiangle.''</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-39884456431021940</id><published>2009-07-06T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:48:29.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent eyes you dark light'/><title type='text'>Listened your silent eyes</title><content type='html'>Breaking the transparent falsehood,&lt;br /&gt;Your golden silence lead me to a flight of fancy;&lt;br /&gt;You emerged as  a new thought,&lt;br /&gt;Laying all night on your speechless bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ray of  dark light opened the lock of pound,&lt;br /&gt;I too gaze in your eyes without sound.&lt;br /&gt;I entered into the temple kissing the door,&lt;br /&gt;Had imagined it a lot before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face was as blank as unwritten verse&lt;br /&gt;I could not get it was boon or curse.&lt;br /&gt;When I was deep in the cave under mountains,&lt;br /&gt;Drink some water, feeling the fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched it deep all around&lt;br /&gt;You too were bound to get its sound.&lt;br /&gt;My honest toil went in vain,&lt;br /&gt;I did it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flooded in confusion, shame, remorse and despair&lt;br /&gt;I listened your silent eyes...Oh! I was not there!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-39884456431021940?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/39884456431021940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=39884456431021940&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/39884456431021940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/39884456431021940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2009/07/listened-your-silent-eyes.html' title='Listened your silent eyes'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3108339725319377047</id><published>2008-11-05T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:15:50.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The online Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(a short story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20 Dec 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''Press Release, phone calls, e-mail bombardments, ticker, editing,sound and bytes, Oh ! Its making me crazy. I cannot bear it any more. I cannot play ananny to storiesproduced by others. I want to bear something of my own, nurse andnurture my extended self that I can claim MINE", Nemi blasted out before Jena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''What What What come again?'', she asked bamboozled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''I will go mad. I have no time to think but my mind is never at rest.In the mid of night I will get a call `six girls children have died in hut in remote part ofIndia of hunger'. I work hard to get it covered for this national channel. And when I sleep in the night all the dead girls alive in my mind with their bones popping out. Oh! I have gonemad. I need a psychiatrist. ''''O !!!" she exclaimed trying to gather sense out of the conversation.``&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I think, you need a leave.'' she said in a matter of fact tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''No, No No, " he shouted like a child. ``You are not getting me. Can you imagine a man who has been acting for last eight years without thinking? I want to stop and think. I want to think continuously eight years and want to find out some sense inthis nonsense work.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''Well, you are working for the people. You cannot say like that. You have broken big stories. You are a professional Journalist.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''A Professional Journalist! I am a journalist, a devoted journalist.But at the end of the day I feel have only worked for media houses, not for the people. I am tired of  it. I will leave it''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''What do you mean ?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''Going alone, no means of communication.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''You have gone mad.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''May be.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''Where will you go and for how long?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''I do not know. But I want to think. ''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''I always enjoy reading your thoughts, so please write to me.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''How?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''I would love to read you on your online Journal. Please write for me, Please!!'' She hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''Ok! I will do it for you, only for you.'' he said smilingly with a sweet sadness sprink led across the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10 Jan 2007' ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From the past 10 years I am translating my thoughts to words. I feel your presencevery deep in my mind, and I am writing to you for the promise I made to you. But ... why am I writing to you so religiously'&lt;br /&gt;                                                         ...From''The Online Journal''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fifteen years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The online Journal is awarded for the best on line Journal and they meet in the award function.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''You have saved my mind.'' He said to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''I have saved Journalism through the on line Journal. You wrote a lot for me, and today every one is looking at me. I love it.''&lt;br /&gt;                                                            The end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3108339725319377047?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3108339725319377047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3108339725319377047&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3108339725319377047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3108339725319377047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/11/online-journal.html' title='The online Journal'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8524487270466744411</id><published>2008-10-31T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:06:09.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The cursor was blinking on the monitor. Thak...Thak... thak thak!!! Her ten fingers were running fast on the key board. ''Smoking is injurious to health. This warning has no meaning for people who are...'' Her fingers stopped as if she was not clear of her thought. In her mind something deep was moving but she was unable to express it in words.&lt;br /&gt;A thinking monkey emerged on the monitor. She deleted the second line and read the first one, ''Smoking is injurious to health.''&lt;br /&gt;She had to submit her story to the editor of the Journal today. She started again, '' What is the use of this warning if smokers do not bother to read it, and only this warning is enough to stop people form smoking? Why people smoke? '' She again stopped, and the thinking monkey again appeared. She looked to the blinking cursor. She always hated it. In irritation she deleted all the lines including, ''Smoking is injurious to health.''      &lt;br /&gt;The chat box emerged on the monitor.&lt;br /&gt;''Hi! Sexy! What r u doing? We have arranged a party tonight for you. Are you coming '' It was Roshan's message.&lt;br /&gt;''I am not sure, busy with an article.'' She replied.&lt;br /&gt;''Oh really!! What about it?''&lt;br /&gt;''About smoking and its bad effect .And my mind is not working properly. I will talk you latter,'' she closed the box. &lt;br /&gt;She again started with the sentence, ''Smoking is injurious to health.'' But She could not write more. Her nervous system was not ready to work. She was unable to concentrate over her subject.&lt;br /&gt;Unconsciously she quickly shut down the computer and went out. She crossed the narrow gallery of the office and entered into the canteen. Some journalists of the Journal were sitting in the canteen. She went to the counter and looked to the canteen boy and said, '' A mild classic please!''&lt;br /&gt;                                        ------------------------&lt;br /&gt;After fifteen minutes she was again busy with keyboard, finishing his article '' So if you want to save yourself from smoking, never touch it. If you touch it once, it will stick with your lips.''&lt;br /&gt;Having sent this article to the editor, she clicked to Roshan's name and the chat box emerged. She quickly wrote a message, ''I would love to enjoy the party, smoking and drinking.''&lt;br /&gt;''Oh, yes! Smoking and drinking.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           ...............................&lt;br /&gt;Devendra Shaha, the editor of the Journal, opened her mail and read the story. Unconsciously he lit a cigarette and clicked to reply. With a deep puff he wrote back, ''Excellent.''    &lt;br /&gt;                                                    The end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8524487270466744411?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8524487270466744411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8524487270466744411&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8524487270466744411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8524487270466744411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/10/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-9200900027164940685</id><published>2008-10-29T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:20:53.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Silent escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Dedicated to Maxim Gorky)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; "No will move," Secret agents Pant looked to all four youths, who were sitting around a table, pointing his revolver to them.&lt;br /&gt;''Who is editor? I want only editor.'' All eights eyes looked to Pant, then to each-other, they talked silently.&lt;br /&gt;''If you do not tell, I will shoot all of you, '' he roared.&lt;br /&gt;''You are talking to editor,'' Mohanti murmured.    &lt;br /&gt;''No cheating! I warn. You are underarrest.''&lt;br /&gt;''Why?''&lt;br /&gt;''For this.'' He showed  ''The journal.''&lt;br /&gt;''I  am reading it too,'' Mohanti looked over The journal. ''It is interesting.''&lt;br /&gt;''You are a hell!!! And the government is waiting for you.''&lt;br /&gt;''Why?''&lt;br /&gt;''This journal has been scrutinized by top brash. And my duty is to put him at the right place. I have no any other affair. Just come with me.'' &lt;br /&gt;''Are you sure that I am the editor of the Journal? ''&lt;br /&gt;''No dog game with me, I have been asked to take him at any cost...No problem if he is among the four dead bodies. I always love to use my revolver. '' &lt;br /&gt;''Then you are an smart officer. Would you like to join us? Just for a matter that I am dealing here.''&lt;br /&gt;''Ok.'' Pant sits among them.&lt;br /&gt;''How all the fronts can be blocked?''&lt;br /&gt;''For whom?"&lt;br /&gt;''For democracy.'', said Vimal. &lt;br /&gt;'' Democracy is thinking about itself...Am I looking fool? What are you planning?''&lt;br /&gt;''You want the editor or this plan?'', Mohanti said. &lt;br /&gt;''It is the game?&lt;br /&gt;''Yes!!''&lt;br /&gt;"Then plan."&lt;br /&gt;''Ok, We are going to attack so called democratic fronts that are being run by Jokers...Media is our target...We are thinking in a new light about it. It is a created Giant...and we want to kill it....and we are simply talking in native language to native people.&lt;br /&gt;''Good!! High dreams! But useless!!!''&lt;br /&gt;''You are reading The Journal? ''&lt;br /&gt;''It is a hell!''&lt;br /&gt;''Many people are loving it, I too love to read it.''&lt;br /&gt;''The drama is over. Come with me.''&lt;br /&gt;''You are breaking the promise. ''&lt;br /&gt;''What promise? ''&lt;br /&gt; ''The plan or the Editor."&lt;br /&gt;''Oh! Plan goes to hell, I want the editor.''&lt;br /&gt;''It is the character of democracy!''&lt;br /&gt;Pant stood up. All eight eyes Looked to each other, talked in silence. Mohanti went away with Pant, undercover.  &lt;br /&gt;All of four smiled and looked to the box, under there feet. &lt;br /&gt;''We have saved all five thousands copies.''&lt;br /&gt;''We have to distribute them all as soon as possible.''&lt;br /&gt;One of them opened the box and took out the bundles of ''the Journal'' and distributed among themselves, and run away silently. &lt;br /&gt;                                               The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-9200900027164940685?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/9200900027164940685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=9200900027164940685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/9200900027164940685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/9200900027164940685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/10/silent-escape.html' title='The Silent escape'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-4578253367048659334</id><published>2008-10-29T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:11:20.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The voice of Silent suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;''What is it?'', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sulekha&lt;/span&gt; asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;''Silent suffering! My story!!'' Said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;.    &lt;br /&gt;''Our journal follows a certain policy .''&lt;br /&gt;''But truth is truth.''&lt;br /&gt;''You write wives are being raped and beaten by their husbands constantly!..''&lt;br /&gt;''...And they have converted into the machines of child production and forced to carry  children like...'', said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;''The policy of our journal is to show the brightest parts of India...like fashion, lifestyle, movie, sexual scandals ...'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sulekha&lt;/span&gt; said quickly.&lt;br /&gt;''India is a country of villages. And the source of this story are villages, Gandhi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ji&lt;/span&gt; would believe in villages.''&lt;br /&gt;''Then you must work in a vernacular Journal'', she lost her temper.&lt;br /&gt;'' I am a country dog...but I want to bark in English. Have you ever seen the real conditions of Indian women? '', said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"I am the editor of this journal. I want to lead it in French style. It is sold in affluent society.''&lt;br /&gt;''...Who never want to read about these Indian women....''&lt;br /&gt;"No discussion. I will not publish it,'' she said emphatically.  &lt;br /&gt;' I have done my work, now it is your choice.''&lt;br /&gt;"Never!''&lt;br /&gt; 2.&lt;br /&gt; "Darling! I have bought a good book of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tantrik&lt;/span&gt; sex,''  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Raman&lt;/span&gt; said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sulekha&lt;/span&gt; in the bedroom.    &lt;br /&gt;''I am not interest in it now. I need some space '' She told in a tired tone.&lt;br /&gt;''Oh! no, You are always experimental with sex. Your sexual articles are read widely. My all friends say that I am very lucky to get a wife like you. Let us try this book. You will get some unique experience for your readers,'' He held her.   &lt;br /&gt;''But I am not ready for it, ''&lt;br /&gt;"A woman can be aroused anytime with man's fingers, I know you always love my fingers around your body,''&lt;br /&gt;''Please, I do not want it right now.''&lt;br /&gt;''But I am very much excited about the book.'' He entered his hands under her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;''Stop it.''&lt;br /&gt;''Oh! Come on ! You are always a hot bitch in bed and I love it.''&lt;br /&gt;''But I do not want it now.''&lt;br /&gt;''I do not care. When a woman says no, it means yes, '' he said and took her in arms. &lt;br /&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt; ''&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;! I want to publish Silent suffering,'' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sulekaha&lt;/span&gt; said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;''Thanks.''&lt;br /&gt;''But you have to rewrite it. I want to add  more truth of the Indian women. ''&lt;br /&gt;''Wonderful! ''&lt;br /&gt;''The women of affluent society have liberty to abort unwanted child or use contraceptive. Would you mind to re-write this story?&lt;br /&gt;''Of course not.''&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sulekha&lt;/span&gt;!! You are the editor. You know our policy. We are not in favor of publishing such stories,' Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Joshi&lt;/span&gt;, the owner of the Journal, said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sulekha&lt;/span&gt;, showing ''the Silent suffering.'' &lt;br /&gt;''But it is the truth.''&lt;br /&gt;" Editorial board wants to remove you.''&lt;br /&gt;''I will resign.''&lt;br /&gt;''No, Our readership has increased dramatically. You have done a great job.''&lt;br /&gt;''But  what about policy ?''&lt;br /&gt;''We are changing it. Under your guideline this Journal will be the Voice of silent suffering.''&lt;br /&gt;                                                       The End. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-4578253367048659334?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/4578253367048659334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=4578253367048659334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4578253367048659334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4578253367048659334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/10/voice-of-silent-suffering.html' title='The voice of Silent suffering'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3501138151503574693</id><published>2008-10-17T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:52:27.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>''You are, therefore I think''</title><content type='html'>(A short story)&lt;br /&gt;Amar was turning the pages of a book. His eyes were fixed on the pages, but he was unable to read them, he was not interested in them, even he did not know what the name of the book was!! After turning all the pages, he threw it away. He picked up the remote and looked to the closed TV, but did not push the button to start it. He threw the remote on the table and laid  down on the bed. ''What the hell I want?'' , he mumbled looking towards the ceiling fan. The words of Kopal, ''What is it in me being a Kathak Dancer that you find fascinating or interesting?'' were running deep in his mind with the fast speed of the running ceiling fan.    &lt;br /&gt;'Cogito ergo sum !!!.... Je pense, donc je suis !!! ....I think, therefore I am !!!... I am thinking, therefore I exist....What the hell she has put in my mind....!!! Renee Descartes ...!!! Kopal has captivated my mind, Oh! It is not good.....My mind is intoxicated badly....She is more powerful than the bottle of Vodka...Vodka! Vodka!! Let me have it...Cocktail of her words and Vodka !!! Yes, it will be great! ..., thinking all these things he turned his eyes to the freeze. He left his bed and went to it. After a little while, the full glass of Vodka was at his hand. He looked to it and mumbled, ''Colorless!...Vodka is a colorless drink...I am thinking of its color because I am!!....like I am thinking of her because I am!! I am thinking of her kathak dance because I am!!...Without self existence.., how can I think? Oh! Has she made me mad?''  He took the glass to his lips and had a gentle sip. He felt the intense test of Vodka and had a deep breath and again started mumbling, '' How can I feel the taste of Vodka without the help of my lips..?My lips is a part of my body...one of the fundamental sense organs of my body. Can I think about the test of Vodka without testing it!!....No..! I can think about it because I am!!. She is a kathak dancer..!!! She knows about all the emotions, she must be artful in her life...I can feel her existence and her words because I am...!! She is compelling me to think...to think about Descartes, about her Kathak dance...' . He gulped the whole Vodka of the glass and felt its warmness in his vain.             &lt;br /&gt;Now he turned to the kitchen, picked up an apple from a basket and looked to it. It was a fresh red apple. Vodka had stimulated his mind little. ''Eve ! You could not resist yourself to eat the apple from the Garden of Eden. It was the tree of knowledge of good and evil.... What is good and what is evil? Was God able to establish the concept of good and evil without thinking? He would think of them a lot before establishment. He thought because he was....!!My mind is a hell after taking Vodka. Let me have more...I will drink Vodka and will think of Kopal's words. &lt;br /&gt;After a deep bite on the apple, he prepared his next glass and gulped it whole with one breathe. His white face turned into red and deep inside his mind the effect of Vodka was mingling with the effect of Kopal's words. He was going deep into himself, his own wonderful world was emerging before his eyes, all  the forgotten characters were coming and disappearing like a running movie. He was unable to concentrate on them.&lt;br /&gt;''You are unable to understand the heart of a woman,'' said Roma and disappeared.  &lt;br /&gt;''Your curly hair is amazing. I always love to play with it,'' said Revati, and he felt her playing fingers in his hair. &lt;br /&gt; ''Jail is the best school, my dear boy! It will teach you the art of living '', a hard voice of an old prisoner sounded in his ears, while he was sleeping among more than eighty prisoners in a big barrack.  &lt;br /&gt;''You are a little child and have come to this brothel ..!! It is not for you....Go away!!!'', the irritating face of a beautiful prostitute flashed.   &lt;br /&gt;'' I am fond of painting! I want to color the world.'', Kriti told in her musical voice and he felt the warmth of his breathe.   &lt;br /&gt;'Oh!! I was waiting for it for a long time...Just kiss me!! kiss me!! kiss me!!!', Said Gunjan, having her arms around his body. &lt;br /&gt;His mind was taken up by all the characters. They had imprinted their existence on his mind. With the influence of Vodka, they had emerged on his mental screen...!!    &lt;br /&gt;''How are you, Amar? '' She felt Komal was standing before him.&lt;br /&gt;''You are a myth or a reality?' he mumbled. 'Oh! I have drunk too much. ''  &lt;br /&gt;''You wanted to see me dancing?'', she asked softly. &lt;br /&gt;''First tell me, you are a myth or a reality? I am unable to judge it....I know I have drunk too much.''&lt;br /&gt;''I am the reflection of your imagination, I am the creation of your fantasy, I am the mixture of both myth and reality and from here you can realize the truth of 'Cogito ergo sum. You think about me, so I am here. It is equal to ''I think, therefore I am.'' &lt;br /&gt;''Oh! You are illusion! '' He said. ''Let me drink more. ''&lt;br /&gt;''Do you think drinking will lead you anywhere?''&lt;br /&gt;''I do not know. But I am not agree with Descartes.''&lt;br /&gt;''But it is true that I am standing before you....You can see me like you see the sun or the moon....you can feel me like you feel fire, air and water...you can listen me like any music or sound.... You are thinking of me, therefore I am here .Would you like to see me dancing?  I would love to dance for you, ''she spoke in her musical tone.   &lt;br /&gt;''Wait! ....Oh! I am out of my hand...the way of rational and scientific thinking has made my life hell....It has almost killed my emotional development and feeling....I hate my way to understand the world and cosmos...Through your dance, can you lead me in a world where I loose the capability of thinking ? I hate thinking.....I want to remain without thinking like an animal. It would be better, if I lost myself with your dance....Can you lead my soul with your dance?  &lt;br /&gt;She looked into his eyes, and he felt a strong unknown emotion was flowing in her  alive speaking eyes. He was unable to understand the language of her eyes....but yes they were saying something. He was being hypnotized with the flowing message of her eyes...  Her feet were in movement with the words  Ta thei ta ta ta.  He closed his eyes, but still he was able to see her mysterious eyes movement and flowing energy of her body, even he could see more clearly before than. He sank deep with her complete movement in an unknown mysterious world, forgetting his habitant. He was highly mesmerized by her energy and the depth.       &lt;br /&gt;''khatak !!!' The empty glass broke in his hand and cut his three fingers. He opened his eyes and looked to the flowing hot red blood. There was no music, no sound and no dance. Even Kopal did not exist there. Looking to the flowing blood from his fingers he mumbled, ''You are, therefore I think.''   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         --------------------------------The end---------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3501138151503574693?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3501138151503574693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3501138151503574693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3501138151503574693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3501138151503574693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-therefore-i-think.html' title='&apos;&apos;You are, therefore I think&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-4490369799857854186</id><published>2008-10-04T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:46:23.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain of creation</title><content type='html'>(Dedicated to an aspiring writer, whose mind influenced mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By alok nandan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For last eight hours, Rahul was trying his best to finish the last scene of his new script, '' the Outstanding creator'' He was dealing the theme of Oedipus Complex of Sigmund Freud.  He was thinking constantly of the words of Freud, "I found in myself a constant love for my mother, and jealousy of my father. I now consider this to be a universal event in childhood," Rahul was not agree with the interpretation of Greek tragedy Oedipus Rex by Freud. To him it was the story of misfortune of Oedipus Res, who never saw her mother before killing his father, rather than the sexual attraction of a growing child to his mother. Freud had picked up a good mythological story for a bad reason. And Rahul was trying hard to prove it. He was surprised to see that a whole generation of psychoanalysis was running to a wrong direction after the miscalculated work of Freud. &lt;br /&gt;Now he was completely tired, he turned to his mail and saw in his chat box the red light with Priyanka's name. For last some days he had been exchanging words with her. He felt strong desire to approach her and opened the chat box.      &lt;br /&gt;His fingers run fast on the keyboard , ''Hello!!! Are you busy??''&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka answered quickly, ''Hi, no, not very busy right now.  How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Having got her response, he felt easy and with it chat started. &lt;br /&gt;Rahu :  fine&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka: good &lt;br /&gt;Rhaul,  "I have just finished some work, and want some fresh words"&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka,  "Ok, on your blog?''&lt;br /&gt;Rahul : " No. "&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka: can I help?&lt;br /&gt;Rahul : tell me some good story, anything you think good. &lt;br /&gt;Priyanka : What kind? sci-fi extreme..... or emotional drama extreme?&lt;br /&gt;Rahul : Your wish. Have you read Freud?&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka : I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' What do you think of him?''&lt;br /&gt;'' mmmmm.   From what I've managed to read.........I think he was crazy!&lt;br /&gt; '' How how?''&lt;br /&gt;''Ultra-intelligent phenomenal''&lt;br /&gt;'' And his work?''&lt;br /&gt;''Ditto''&lt;br /&gt;'' Hummm, Have you read GB Shaw?&lt;br /&gt;'' Unfortunately not. My Dad used to quote him now and then&lt;br /&gt; '' Like?? Can you remember any quote?''&lt;br /&gt;'' No ''&lt;br /&gt; '' You have to read him.You know before writing you have to read a lot.''&lt;br /&gt;'' I know. But would you rather that its a written rule?''&lt;br /&gt;'' No, not at all. From where you will begin?''&lt;br /&gt;'' Gone With The Wind.''&lt;br /&gt; '' It is a classic, but I have not read it. I want to spend ten years only for reading&lt;br /&gt;  I am lacking a lot of things.''&lt;br /&gt;''  Are You advising me not to read it?''&lt;br /&gt;'' No, no,  you just read like a hungry lioness whatever you get. &lt;br /&gt;  After a time you will feel that you know nothing.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Ok....''&lt;br /&gt;'' And that would be the best mental condition.  If you read a lot you will be able to judge your work.''&lt;br /&gt;'' hmmmmmm''&lt;br /&gt; '' Fortunately you have much time.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Actually I may read a hell lot you know.''&lt;br /&gt; '' like??''&lt;br /&gt;'' Because I basically plan to read Business newspapers end-to-end when I begin my time at home.....''&lt;br /&gt;'' Ok.''&lt;br /&gt;'' I do read anything and everything nowadays also but...''&lt;br /&gt; '' Day to day business report?''&lt;br /&gt;'' I'd want to channalise my reading to an extent after I quit from work&lt;br /&gt;  maybe that or maybe a varying range of reports, not necessarily correlated&lt;br /&gt; '' That is a great plan.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Thanks ''&lt;br /&gt;'' In field of writing you must be commercial hit&lt;br /&gt; '' How come?  I mean why?  I mean are you saying that I must strive to be one, or are you predicting that I'll be one.....''&lt;br /&gt;'' Strive to be one.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Ok''&lt;br /&gt; ''Whatever you write, it must be published on the large scale, it would be good to cross the nation's barriers. Then you will earn a lot of money with self satisfaction.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Hmmmm''&lt;br /&gt;  ''What awards should a serious professional strive for?''&lt;br /&gt;'' Capture more and more minds, make your reader addicted.''&lt;br /&gt;''Is that the correct way to go about it?''&lt;br /&gt;'' I think so, influence the minds of the era in which you are living, no matter what has been done or written earlier by great pen workers. But never break the established rules unless or until you are capable to give any alternative.'' &lt;br /&gt;'' hmmmmmm... I am the types who would rather leave the reader with a question mark than an answer because I don't feel that my answer is super and also&lt;br /&gt; I am someone who would rather just take the reader through a word-treatment to connect with him and later compel him to think in a direction decided not by me but by himself/herself. ''&lt;br /&gt; '' It is a great way.''&lt;br /&gt;''I hope I'd be able to conform to my general principle in my work.''&lt;br /&gt; '' That is nice. I will wait for your work.'' &lt;br /&gt; '' Me too.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Your mind is more open then mine and I love it.''&lt;br /&gt; '' oh! &lt;br /&gt;''What happend?''&lt;br /&gt;''Thats a big compliment.''&lt;br /&gt;'' But it is true.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Hmmmmm, thanks.''&lt;br /&gt; ''Most well-come! I always try to find out solution with one mind, while you have tendency to engage many minds with the same problem, it is great. I would love to follow this method in my next works, if you do not mind. &lt;br /&gt;''Oh..... You're reading my work even before it has been produced......I'd written a poem once where I portrayed that poem as my baby. ''&lt;br /&gt;'' I love to read creators than their works.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Really!! So I portrayed this poem as my baby and explained how the birth happened&lt;br /&gt;  and how I christened it....Mmmm  thats it.''&lt;br /&gt;'' That is great.''&lt;br /&gt;''It might have been easier for me because I'm a woman but still would you use this idea for your story today? In my poem I described the whole process or rather the whole duration of conception, the feeling inside, the nurturing inside feeling, the life inside then an uneasiness to bring it out and finally giving birth to 'it''&lt;br /&gt;'' Wow!!''&lt;br /&gt; '' Only my last line said "....and I christened you "Poetry"! So no-one could tell throughout. ''&lt;br /&gt; '' Super! Excellent !! Brilliant!!!&lt;br /&gt;'' Stop, stop...I am lending you this idea....''&lt;br /&gt; '' But I cannot do justice with it, I am incapable to do it.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Forget it...... you HAVE to!  You can't abandon a friend's gift!''&lt;br /&gt; '' Ok.''&lt;br /&gt;''How can I abandon my nice friend's gift? But again I am telling I am incapable to do justice with it.''&lt;br /&gt; ''Hmmm.Will you try?&lt;br /&gt; '' Sure!! But it is beyond my imagination as I am man. And naturally I can never get that feeling in spite of my whole might ''&lt;br /&gt;''I can understand but take a parallel concept, maybe you could witness it in an acquaintance who's a woman and write about the glow, the pain, the hope, the care.....&lt;br /&gt;'' It is very challenging.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Well, well.....so much hint...its your turn now..... Your putty it is..... Shape it as you would a lovely sculpture!&lt;br /&gt; '' And above all, if I write it, no one would not believe in me&lt;br /&gt; '' Why?''&lt;br /&gt;''They will discuss it on the very scientific basis&lt;br /&gt;  and I will be crushed&lt;br /&gt; '' He, he ...I am sure you can do it.  Take this chat as part of the story.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Construction is not a problem, problem is the feeling, the theme. All the methods of writing are easy. It needs practice only, but main thing is content.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Hmmmmm.''&lt;br /&gt;  ''You are right.''&lt;br /&gt; '' And in my wild imagination I cannot get that feeling and here I will do injustice with it, so I do not want to write only for write shake.''&lt;br /&gt; '' I can understand. I'll send you the poem anyways.....''&lt;br /&gt;'' I would love to read the poem.''&lt;br /&gt;''I undersatand, sure.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Can you push a man's mind into a woman body?''&lt;br /&gt; '' Yes I can try. You want me to compose something for you here......?&lt;br /&gt;'' You can do one thing...but it is just an experiment.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Tell me about it....''&lt;br /&gt;'' Let me have your all feeling in my heart and my mind but it may be dangerous for me. Oh no !!! Experiments are always risky. &lt;br /&gt;  Let me read your poetry first&lt;br /&gt;'' I'll send you the poem soon.''&lt;br /&gt;  ''Ok.''&lt;br /&gt; '' It is still in my copy. When I wrote it, there was no internet. I was in my ninth standard&lt;br /&gt;'' Oh!! One more complexion.''&lt;br /&gt;'' ???''&lt;br /&gt;'' It is too difficult to me to imagine myself as a ninth standard girl. You know what you are telling me to do? You are telling me imagine about a creation that is related with a womans' mind, heart and process.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Hmmmmm.''&lt;br /&gt;'' ...and she is not a woman.''&lt;br /&gt;''Isn't it a very everyday phenomenon.''&lt;br /&gt;''.... but a girl.''&lt;br /&gt; ''Yes I was a young girl of 13-14 at that time.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Yes!!! How can I catch the fundamental elements of that poetry? That poetry is working on multiple levels.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Meaning what? Name 3 levels for instance.''&lt;br /&gt; '' It is related with creation, and the process of creation&lt;br /&gt; '' yeah.''&lt;br /&gt;  '' and with a feeling.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Actually I think you're looking at it with a limited point of view or perspective so to speak.''&lt;br /&gt;'' Ok.  Break my chain, chain of my mind. ''&lt;br /&gt; ''It is not the process of creation.....You have to assume that the process of creation was automatic, natural, and is complete! now.....&lt;br /&gt; '' Good.''&lt;br /&gt;''It is the newly created thing that is inside you......and you have to bring it out expose it to the world. It is painful both the ways. It is painful if it is inside you and it'll be painful when you'll bring it out... Yes it is. Part one it' ll be painful if it is inside you because you love it too much, too much to hold its individuality and you can't be God to deny a creation its life. You have to give it to 'it'&lt;br /&gt; '' Ok.''&lt;br /&gt; '' And secondly, when you bring it out you see people looking at it with critique, the wind sweeping over it....the rain washing it etc.   Every time its face twitches, you feel the pain. But then that is the way life is! So its kinda post the process......&lt;br /&gt; ''Yes.''&lt;br /&gt; '' I do feel protective about it so very few know about this one.... I'd read it out to my Dad.... my Mum, a couple of friends.''&lt;br /&gt;  ''Do you think I can do it?''&lt;br /&gt; ''If you'll really think out-of-the-box..... You will surely do it!&lt;br /&gt;'' Ok.''&lt;br /&gt; '' And I will try too to do it. ''&lt;br /&gt; '' You are talking of only side.''&lt;br /&gt;'' By any chance have you read anything by Nicholai Gogol?&lt;br /&gt;''  A lot of thing about him. The writer of dead soul. Leave him. You are talking about its creative  prospects only. ''&lt;br /&gt; '' Ok.''&lt;br /&gt;'' ...and I am thinking about its mythological aspects..''&lt;br /&gt; '' Interesting.....''&lt;br /&gt; '' like Eve''&lt;br /&gt; '' On what lines are you thinking?''&lt;br /&gt;  '' Adam and Eve.''&lt;br /&gt;  ''Yup Yup!! How is that connected here?&lt;br /&gt;''Story is related with old testament, the creation of man and woman.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Wow!!! What an aspect to it. I'll write another one.''&lt;br /&gt;'' And the curse that woman got from the God to bear the pain of child.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Hmmmmmm.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Eve was cursed by the God.''&lt;br /&gt; '' The forbidden fruit and the serpent's persuasion to which she yielded&lt;br /&gt;'' You got it. Two parallel strong themes will lead your poetry to greatness. Do not you think so? The pain of creation and the pain of birth related with a woman due to God's dislikes and in that way you need here a solution.''&lt;br /&gt; '' I think yes...''&lt;br /&gt;  ''I'll try that one out, maybe not, I may not be able to give a solution but just present the way I look at the whole scenario.''&lt;br /&gt; '' Or you can use your won methods to provoke your readers''&lt;br /&gt; '' In my own words. hmmmmm!!  I may....... if I fail to do so, I may fail to be an effective writer but I won't fail myself.....&lt;br /&gt; '' I think at least God's words can be challenged here regarding woman.''&lt;br /&gt;'' YEAH,  YOU'RE RIGHT! You'll have to excuse me I gotta go for a class&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing for some PhD...''&lt;br /&gt;''Ok, take care!!''&lt;br /&gt;When Priyanka turned away, Rahul looked at the pages of Oedipus the king by Sophocles and started constructing his next scene about Freud who had done a blunder mistake using the word Oedipus complex in his milestone theory. But deep in his mind Priyanka's words about the pain of creation were moving and he was waiting for her poetry that had been written by her in her teen age.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-4490369799857854186?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/4490369799857854186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=4490369799857854186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4490369799857854186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4490369799857854186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/10/pain-of-creation.html' title='The pain of creation'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-4573919889887945780</id><published>2008-09-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:07:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spartacus</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;People were sold and purchased like cattle;&lt;br /&gt;They were treated no better than animal.&lt;br /&gt;Their only duty to obey their ruthless masters;&lt;br /&gt;They were backbone of Roman Empires.&lt;br /&gt;Slaves could not dream of a better life;&lt;br /&gt;They were never allowed for any strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        2.&lt;br /&gt;Five centuries ago before the birth of Christ&lt;br /&gt;The last emperor of Rome was thrown from dice&lt;br /&gt;Traquin's ruthless nature was not like by public&lt;br /&gt;The Patrician decided to establish a republic.&lt;br /&gt;After revolt, to look after the governance of state;&lt;br /&gt;The heads of those families created a Senate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             3.&lt;br /&gt;Plebians were, too, considered citizens;&lt;br /&gt;They were given little right in horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Tiberius and Gaius tried to reform the polity&lt;br /&gt;But these two brothers killed with brutality.&lt;br /&gt;A civil war broke out all around the empire&lt;br /&gt;The Roman kingdom was on faming fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           4.&lt;br /&gt;During the turmoil, degeneration and fault&lt;br /&gt;With anger, slaves raised the banner of revolt.&lt;br /&gt;It was impossible to smother the flame of freedom;&lt;br /&gt;Exploitation, repression and injustice shook the rythm.&lt;br /&gt;With unnatural sex, Romans had become lecherous;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking pleasures in different shameless ventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            5.&lt;br /&gt;Immense pleasure was dual between Gladiator slaves;&lt;br /&gt;Anger was on rising like endless roaring sea waves.&lt;br /&gt;Blood soaked bodies were the source of romance; &lt;br /&gt;Defeated Gladiators were not given next chance.&lt;br /&gt;For amusement, they are forced to kill one-another&lt;br /&gt;'The Thracian' was expert in fighting with curved dagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             6.&lt;br /&gt;The Romans themselves taught the slaves to fight;&lt;br /&gt;Women were given to them to keep happy and satisfied;&lt;br /&gt;By organizing the duels, Lanistas were earning huge sums;&lt;br /&gt;In the city of Capua, Batiatus's school was very famous;&lt;br /&gt;For selecting slaves for the duels, he had uncanny eyes;&lt;br /&gt;He liked the rebellious slaves who would work in mines.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                 7.&lt;br /&gt;After buying them, they were trained in the art of duel;&lt;br /&gt;The bloody fighting were organized like a burning hell.&lt;br /&gt;Bracus and Camus came to Capua for bloody amusement;&lt;br /&gt;Spartacus, Draba, David and a slave chosen for segment;&lt;br /&gt;The fighting started between two expert gladiators;&lt;br /&gt;After defeating, one refused to kill another slave worrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                8.&lt;br /&gt;Angry Draba and Spartacus stood for the next round;&lt;br /&gt;The Negro attacked on the Roman with his spear's sound.&lt;br /&gt;The Soldiers speared the rebellious Draba to death;&lt;br /&gt;Even they killed another Negro for establishing faith.&lt;br /&gt;Of this revolt, Spartacus became one of  the soul leaders;&lt;br /&gt;Crikkus and Ganicuss joined it as his trusted feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                9.&lt;br /&gt;The Corpses of Draba and Negro hanged on a cross;&lt;br /&gt;Spartacus decided not to fight without any cause.&lt;br /&gt;He informed the other slaves about his decision;&lt;br /&gt;And asked, why should our life be treated as delusion.&lt;br /&gt;They applauded him and put up the flag of revolt;&lt;br /&gt;After morning exercise, they assembled in the dining hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              10.&lt;br /&gt;Three generation of Spartacus family had been slaves;&lt;br /&gt;First time, he and his men they breathed as free waves.&lt;br /&gt;Slave Gladiators then pounced on the forty soldiers;&lt;br /&gt;They could not stand against these furious fighters.&lt;br /&gt;They looted the arms and organized in army manners&lt;br /&gt;Destroying the platoon, they held Mount Vesuvius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              11.&lt;br /&gt;By Senate, 3000 soldiers sent to crush the rebellions;&lt;br /&gt;They advanced to Capua, under command of Barinius.    &lt;br /&gt;After unleashing terror, the Romans retired for the night&lt;br /&gt;The slaves attacked their camp and killed them at site.&lt;br /&gt;Spartacus gave Porthus the sceptre of the kingdom;&lt;br /&gt;His men were furious but he was full of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              12.&lt;br /&gt;''We are now sick of the lashing by whips'' ;&lt;br /&gt;He roared like a lion as he was not a sheep.&lt;br /&gt;The historical words pronounced, Wow!,&lt;br /&gt;'' We do not wish to remain as slaves now.''&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 100,000 slaves enlisted in his army;&lt;br /&gt;They prepared to fight against their enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           13.&lt;br /&gt;Now, Pubilius was sent to crush them death;&lt;br /&gt;Spartacus used guerilla tactics with full faith.&lt;br /&gt;In alpine passes, he followed hit and run policy;&lt;br /&gt;Defeating that army, established his regency;&lt;br /&gt;Then, experienced general Mumius came forward;&lt;br /&gt;But his men run away, saving their precious heads  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          14.&lt;br /&gt;Two Roman generals Mumius and Servious;&lt;br /&gt;After brutal fighting, arrested by Spartacus.&lt;br /&gt;They were compelled to fight without mediators;&lt;br /&gt;As if they were nothing but two cripple gladiators.&lt;br /&gt;Under command of Marcus, spread the music of swords&lt;br /&gt;Spartacus was captured and crucified beside the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            15.&lt;br /&gt;The defeat was not the end the story;&lt;br /&gt;It was just beginning of a new history.&lt;br /&gt;He was treated as the first rebel and martyr;&lt;br /&gt;Next generation paid their homage to this fighter.&lt;br /&gt;He lighted the torch of freedom and blazed the trail;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love the hero, who fought against the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-4573919889887945780?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/4573919889887945780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=4573919889887945780&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4573919889887945780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4573919889887945780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/09/spartacus.html' title='Spartacus'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-1732237613055298134</id><published>2008-08-22T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:44:00.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La commune de Paris</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;After brutal defeat, Paris was under siege;&lt;br /&gt;The National Guard was formed for peace.&lt;br /&gt;Martin and Thomas were shot together;&lt;br /&gt;Auguste Blanqui was elected as Leader.&lt;br /&gt;''Republican tricolore'' was pushed aside; &lt;br /&gt;With high morals, they decided to fight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         2.&lt;br /&gt;For two million people, it was like haven;&lt;br /&gt;Separation of religions, vote for women.&lt;br /&gt;Gender equality was granted by decree'&lt;br /&gt;Lemel and Adndre made a new history. &lt;br /&gt;''Red Virgin of Montmartre'' stepped ahead;&lt;br /&gt;A female battalion emerged from the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          3.&lt;br /&gt;National assembly played the tricky game;&lt;br /&gt;Marquis de Galliffet led the brutal shame!&lt;br /&gt;Thiers managed to prevent all information&lt;br /&gt;Narbonne was crushed with determination.&lt;br /&gt;Conspiracy was rooted deep in the hell;&lt;br /&gt;POWs were released from various jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         4.&lt;br /&gt;Fierce fighting went on in the street;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! It was very brutal bloody week.&lt;br /&gt;Labau Barracks and Luxembourg garden!&lt;br /&gt;These were the notorious sites of slaughter&lt;br /&gt;50 thousand killed in 'La Semaine Sanglante';&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes ! They all were excellent fighters.&lt;br /&gt;Some flew to Italy, Spain and United states;&lt;br /&gt;For years martial laws were imposed on fates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         5.&lt;br /&gt;History is full of mistakes and errors;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be good thoughtful observers.&lt;br /&gt;It will help us to march ahead with insight;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for a glorious fight.&lt;br /&gt;Parliament is incapable to lead our fate;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites cannot make our nation great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-1732237613055298134?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/1732237613055298134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=1732237613055298134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1732237613055298134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1732237613055298134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-commune-de-paris.html' title='La commune de Paris'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-1763311442883467733</id><published>2008-08-13T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:58:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parliament</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;Someone right, Some one left,&lt;br /&gt;Elected leaders, sitting on bench.&lt;br /&gt;Nation is aware to listen debate;&lt;br /&gt;As the future of country at stake.&lt;br /&gt;Journalists write al lot of nuclear deal&lt;br /&gt;No one understands it is down or hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Bundles of currency, spread around;&lt;br /&gt;No one listen, but everywhere sound.&lt;br /&gt;Left-wing speaker tries to control;&lt;br /&gt;But members are ready to kill the soul.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom to speak has another meaning;&lt;br /&gt;Dog-like bark, and rat-like dealing.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Non-sense talking goes ahead;&lt;br /&gt;Parliamentarians cry without head&lt;br /&gt;Cunning PM looks to high;&lt;br /&gt;And getting assurance not to shy.&lt;br /&gt;knowing very well how to ride;&lt;br /&gt;The lady of power full of pride.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Debate of national deal goes to hell;&lt;br /&gt;But numerical exercise does well.&lt;br /&gt;Governments is saved again from fall;&lt;br /&gt;Mischievous smile spread over all.&lt;br /&gt;''People will'' is crushed in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes!! It is our national Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;Democracy and its soul is raped by them;&lt;br /&gt;It is nothing but just like a planned game.&lt;br /&gt;They misguide the nation in many directions;&lt;br /&gt;Religious disputes and meaningless actions.&lt;br /&gt;Who'll save the nation form this bewilderment?&lt;br /&gt;People dreams are always killed in parliament.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;Poets, writers, artists are busy in aesthetic;&lt;br /&gt;They have forgotten the light of physics.&lt;br /&gt;Who'll enlighten the mind of our dying nation?&lt;br /&gt;Frustration! Frustration! Everywhere frustration!&lt;br /&gt;our souls are sold for the sake of betterment;&lt;br /&gt;A wash out action is need in our parliament.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-1763311442883467733?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/1763311442883467733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=1763311442883467733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1763311442883467733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1763311442883467733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/08/parliament.html' title='Parliament'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5279175150474068507</id><published>2008-08-09T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T06:38:54.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>''You steal the dream''</title><content type='html'>(Dedicated to those peace lover, who thinks ''The little boy'' and ''The Fat man'' were same for mankind, I would love listen all the peace loving people .)&lt;br /&gt;                                1.                             &lt;br /&gt;You steal the dreams, after the defeat of the Eagle,&lt;br /&gt;Gathering, conspiracy, divisions, cunning smile .&lt;br /&gt;He sits in a cave of iron, all around a jungle&lt;br /&gt;Roaring sea hunts his night, he thinks for a while.&lt;br /&gt;He fought on the earth, making them legal;&lt;br /&gt;Using arms thousand and thousand miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              2.&lt;br /&gt;Five millions dry people move to east, &lt;br /&gt;As if they would get a delicious feast.&lt;br /&gt;Cold storm was waiting ahead as death&lt;br /&gt;With a musical march, They had faith.&lt;br /&gt;They killed the people, burned the city,&lt;br /&gt;Crying hard for the victory of  liberty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             3&lt;br /&gt;With sharp arms, Millions of people mingle together;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration, hatred, loot, killing smile,&lt;br /&gt;He sits on the air, all around sky&lt;br /&gt;Bright Sun warmed his body, he looked to fight&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to make the world bright.&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                            4.&lt;br /&gt;Killing! Killing! All a around Killing ! &lt;br /&gt;Laughing nature, No where feeling!&lt;br /&gt;Someone captured, some one killed&lt;br /&gt;Smiling with nature, He was alone to Flee.&lt;br /&gt;sit against the wall, he said, ''You steal the dreams...&lt;br /&gt;''You steal the dreams....You steal the dreams...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5279175150474068507?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5279175150474068507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5279175150474068507&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5279175150474068507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5279175150474068507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-steal-dream.html' title='&apos;&apos;You steal the dream&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8220192289181046200</id><published>2008-08-09T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T04:22:07.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more blood and tears !!</title><content type='html'>You are civilized, you have walked ahead;&lt;br /&gt;You do not run behind animals, with stones;&lt;br /&gt;Do not live in caves and eat meat with blood&lt;br /&gt;You discovered fire, then electron, proton and neutron&lt;br /&gt;Now, You are directing the natural forces;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! You are civilized, You have walked ahead.&lt;br /&gt;You have used ''Little boy'' and '' Fat man'';&lt;br /&gt;And have destructed Hiroshima and Nagasaki.&lt;br /&gt;You are capable to destroy your whole existence.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell you are doing? Arm race! For what?&lt;br /&gt;O, Civilized world ! You have hurt yourself enough;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have created ''Big Giant''.&lt;br /&gt;It will eat you, it will eat you....Hey!! Stop yourself.&lt;br /&gt;......................No more blood and tears !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8220192289181046200?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8220192289181046200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8220192289181046200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8220192289181046200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8220192289181046200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-blood-and-tears.html' title='No more blood and tears !!'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-1703580996894031814</id><published>2008-08-06T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:14:45.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>''Really!! It is the life"</title><content type='html'>All around the wall, the small&lt;br /&gt;Creatures move freely;&lt;br /&gt;They are blood suckers,&lt;br /&gt;Come out after the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;They love the smell of blood&lt;br /&gt;And drink it till death.&lt;br /&gt;We all sit in the room,&lt;br /&gt;With red and white wines;&lt;br /&gt;And drink and talk;&lt;br /&gt;Talk and drink till sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;With each peg, we move&lt;br /&gt;in different directions.&lt;br /&gt;Someone explains Milton,&lt;br /&gt;Another talks about Ibsen&lt;br /&gt;The third one recalls his early life;&lt;br /&gt;With teenage girls and their smile.&lt;br /&gt;All are eager to take a puff;&lt;br /&gt;The room fills with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;It is the city of big buildings;&lt;br /&gt;But this room is sinking under the earth&lt;br /&gt;Each one has dream for greatness;&lt;br /&gt;And wine is the ladder to it.&lt;br /&gt;Might be some of them  touch the Zenith;&lt;br /&gt;Might be some of them  collapse. &lt;br /&gt;It is the process of making history,&lt;br /&gt;Being part of this process is glorious.&lt;br /&gt;Between the bloody creatures and wine;&lt;br /&gt;Life is acting like a real hero.&lt;br /&gt;Its' roar makes the room alive;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not believe in me;&lt;br /&gt;Come and drink with us endless wine.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you will learn our language,&lt;br /&gt;And tell...''Really!! it is the life"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-1703580996894031814?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/1703580996894031814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=1703580996894031814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1703580996894031814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1703580996894031814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/08/really-it-is-life.html' title='&apos;&apos;Really!! It is the life&quot;'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-335464606176164417</id><published>2008-07-25T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T04:07:45.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What is beauty and where it exists?&lt;br /&gt;I would search it around the cosmos;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in falling star, and sometimes in dew;&lt;br /&gt;But they were not long lasting;&lt;br /&gt;And I turned away to mountains and forests.&lt;br /&gt;With new rain, I saw them changing.&lt;br /&gt;New leaves, new lives and new smells.&lt;br /&gt;I was mesmerized to see them.&lt;br /&gt;Was it beauty? And I was in the lap of beauty? &lt;br /&gt;I watched each and every flowers;&lt;br /&gt;There colors, and big and small green trees. a&lt;br /&gt;With the two motions of the earth&lt;br /&gt;I saw its changing colors, from green to brown.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the dying fish without water.&lt;br /&gt;When the next rain came, my eyes had changed.&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew what is next ahead ;&lt;br /&gt;Again new leaves, new lives and new smells.&lt;br /&gt;I want to look deep into your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the shake of beauty, but for the shake of truth&lt;br /&gt;May be I get beauty, searching the truth. &lt;br /&gt;Because a wireless message has come to me,&lt;br /&gt;That ''You are in search of beauty.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-335464606176164417?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/335464606176164417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=335464606176164417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/335464606176164417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/335464606176164417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/beauty-and-truth.html' title='Beauty and truth'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-9134976714727589715</id><published>2008-07-25T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T04:01:03.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The task of liberty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May be sky is limitless;&lt;br /&gt;And you have courage to go deep, beyond and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;May be the surface of the sun is un-tolerable;&lt;br /&gt;And you have ability to walk on it with naked feet.&lt;br /&gt;May be the sea is deep;&lt;br /&gt;And you have eyes to see the pearls&lt;br /&gt;But sorry to say it my friend!&lt;br /&gt;These strengths have no meaning without freedom&lt;br /&gt;Freedom to think; and freedom to express!!&lt;br /&gt;Behind the glimpse of the stature of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;Watching eyes, creating a circle of an unseen cage; &lt;br /&gt;And a voice is sinking deep and deep.&lt;br /&gt;How can I say that the task of liberty is completed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-9134976714727589715?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/9134976714727589715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=9134976714727589715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/9134976714727589715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/9134976714727589715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/task-of-liberty.html' title='The task of liberty'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3671425861711360771</id><published>2008-07-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:09:52.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(dedicated to a far voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scenes 34-36&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                        Scene 34&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Four man and Ten Army men, more than one hundreds civilians, Director, Peter, Liza, Rose, Max, Jill, Nick, Robin, Nikita, Elizabeth. Some cameramen and some spot-boys.        &lt;br /&gt; Ext/Morning / outside an open ground.&lt;br /&gt; (There is a bull cart, two men are laying under the bull card, Their necks were arranged before the wheels. They are facing capital punishments....A strong and danger bull is bounded with the card. An old Army man was standing there with a sword and a hunter....Two men are standing there. Their hands were tide with a rope...More than hundreds families present there with children and women.The bull-card was standing there. Its wheel have been tied with a rope so that it cannot move ahead. The other part of the rope has been tide with a strong tree. All the People are looking to the bull that is becoming angry and the two men who is under the bull card for the capital punishment are little afraid. Director is sitting on a dolly and looking through the camera. Other five cameras have been fixed on the different positions. Max, Robin and Nick are taking care of all the shooting fields. Peter and Liza are standing besides the dolly and smoking fast. Rose is busy with a camera. Nikita is busy with his monitor watching all the cameras movement on the screen under the tree. Jill is standing besides her, watching the monitor. the bull become angry and two men under the bull-card runs away.       &lt;br /&gt;                           Director               &lt;br /&gt;(Looking through the camera from the dolly) What the hell they are doing? Ask them to stay under the wheel. (looking to Max) They know about the scene ?  &lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;I have explained everything. Let me talk to them.  &lt;br /&gt;(Max comes to those two people) Why are you running away. We want all of you under the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;                          One man&lt;br /&gt;The bull is not gentle. It is boiling with anger. So we are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;                         One man&lt;br /&gt;The wheel can run over our neck...&lt;br /&gt;                           Max&lt;br /&gt;Do not talk foolish. The bull-card has been tied with the tree. And of course, we want to see the fear of death in your eyes...all the four persons facing capital punishment. Go and lay down...There is nothing to worry.   &lt;br /&gt;(The two men turns to the bull card. They see the bull and lay down in front of its wheel. They watch the bull and it is still angry.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking through the camera) I want more light there. Use more reflectors.&lt;br /&gt;(Nick turns to the spot boys quickly.) We want four more reflector there, hurry up. &lt;br /&gt;(Eight spot boys run with four reflectors. They quickly fix the reflectors and turns its light to the bullcard. Bull is very much uneasy to see the reflectors' light.The two men looks to the bull with little fear. Elizabeth is sitting on chair under the open sky. She is reading a gossip news regarding yesterday's night party. A terrible sandwitch between two fire. Two photoes have been complied very skillfully in this news story. In on photo director is standing between Jelly and Elizabeth. Both the ladies are clinging to him from both sides and he is drinking wine. In another photo he is sleeping on the table alone     Elizabeth is little irritated to read the story. With the paper she comes to Dolly.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(To the director, who is busy with the camera on the  dolly) Have you seen today's news paper?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking into the camera) I never see newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;They are writing about you, Jelly and me...and it is frustrating. How they got the picture? Would you mind to see it.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;I want to shoot my scene first. I do not want to waist my time on nonsense newspapers. &lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;But I want to talk to you now...&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;You fuck the newspaper and let me do my work.&lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;How they entered into our party?&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the camera) It is perfect! Max, You will command villagers after fighting with army and the four punished people...ok ? And Nick, &lt;br /&gt;                       Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Our all the activities are being disclosed by the press...They are writing a lot about our relationship...According to this story, at the sametimes your flurting Jelly....&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Nick, You have to take care of the fighting between army and the prisoners....You will lead&lt;br /&gt;this fighting...and then it will start between people and the army...I do not want any mistake now...Peter! Everything is ok?&lt;br /&gt;                                Peter&lt;br /&gt;My team is ready.&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Smart boy!!&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;We must be careful about press...(looking to the photograph) althoug I am looking good in this pose. (With little anger) But I do not like Jelly with us. You see what has been written in another new about me and Jon...&lt;br /&gt;                      Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the camera)&lt;br /&gt;I am ready now. Would you mind to clap nick ? &lt;br /&gt;                       Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history ! Scene 84 take one.&lt;br /&gt;                         Director &lt;br /&gt;                          Action&lt;br /&gt;(The man who is standing on the bull-card hits the bull with his hunter, the bull becomes more angry.)&lt;br /&gt;                      the old captain&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to those prisoners who are laying on under the bull card) We have to finish our job quickly. Kill those two persons, we have to two more.&lt;br /&gt;                         A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(Standing besides the Captain) I do not want to die under the wheel. You look how the are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;                      the old captain&lt;br /&gt;(With an irritating tone) I do not care about his fear. I have been ordered to kill all of you under the bull-card. And the supreme state knows better how to kill men.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin comes besides the tree and with a help of knife starts cutting the rope that is tied with the bull card.)&lt;br /&gt;                        A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;But I do not like this death. You can shoot me or kill me by your sword.&lt;br /&gt;                     the old captain&lt;br /&gt;Do not suggest me how to kill you. I know my duty very well. &lt;br /&gt;                     Second prisoner&lt;br /&gt;I too do not want to die like this...&lt;br /&gt;                    the old captain&lt;br /&gt;Just shut up. I am not asking of your choice. It is the state's order and as a loyal captain, I am following the order...(With a little proud) I have killed more than five hundred people...and have been honored by the state.&lt;br /&gt;(The two prisoners look under the bull)&lt;br /&gt;                        one prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Death like this has no sense...I would like to die by sword.&lt;br /&gt;(He anyhow manages to un-tide his hands and gets up. He frees the other prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;                      the old captain&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to other army men) catch them and put them under the wheel. Four army men runs to the two prisoners and catch them. They are trying to put them under the wheel.The villagers are excited to see it. Other side Robin cuts the rope and with it the bull is very much free with bull card. He runs very fast with the card and armymen, prisoners, the villegers and all the units looks to the bull with surprise and excitement. &lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;(looking through camera, with an excitement in loud voice)&lt;br /&gt;Start fighting.&lt;br /&gt;(His excited loud words have great impact over the army men and the prisoners. They starts fighting. All the four prisoners and the army men starts fighting.)&lt;br /&gt;Just fight naturally....with your full strength...carry on.&lt;br /&gt;(A natural fight starts between Army men and prisoners. Villagers comes near to them)&lt;br /&gt;Now it people turns...mike please..Nick use the mike.&lt;br /&gt;                               Nick&lt;br /&gt;(The maniac passion of director flows to Nick's mind. And in fanatic way he starts leading the crowd)  Go on my friends...hit the army....You have revolted against the queen army....You want freedom, freedom and only freedom....Go on.&lt;br /&gt;(His maniac passion touch the mind of people...and they becomes violent. They start beating the army. The bull is running fanatically around them...hitting people freely...The director looks the movement of bull through the camera, and he is highly excited to see its movement.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(To Nick) Ask the army man to drive the bull card among the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;                             Jill&lt;br /&gt;(with holding a mike in his hand) Drive the bull card among the crowd. Do it fast...&lt;br /&gt;(the man who is trying to control the bull card with an excitement turns the bull to the people. The bull card runs fast over the crowd and the crowd become more angry. Some people jump over the bull card and try to holds the army man who is driving the bull-card. As soon as the catch the army man, they start beating him brutally.) &lt;br /&gt;                            Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Director) What the hell they are doing? Stop them...They are beating each-other. &lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth is surprise to see the real fighting.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt; Must stop it.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking through the camera) Keep your mum shut and let me do my work....&lt;br /&gt;(All of sudden bull makes himself free from the card and it stars hitting people freely. The bull hit the reflectors. Reflectors fell down one by one.  Directors moves his camera to bull. He is highly concentrated over the bull activity and bull is very much free to hit people. Meanwhile all the army men are being beaten brutally. Bull runs to Nikita and hit his head against her monitor. Nikita runs away. Then it runs to Elizabeth. She tries to move and falls down in Peter arms. Peter could not maintain balance and he fells down on the ground with Elizabeth. But quickly they get up and runs away. Bulls turns to Robin and starts hitting him brutally. Any how Robin manage to runs away. All the important equipments have been damaged by the bull.. Director is taking shots from the dolly.Rose and other camera men are also busy to take shots.  The bull runs away in a certain direction. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Direct&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;                           Jill&lt;br /&gt;(Using mike) Ok.....Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt;(All the artists involved in this scene realizes they are fighting a real fight...They are very much relaxed to know that they are doing acting)&lt;br /&gt;(Liza looks to the director who is very much relaxed on his dolly in the air closing his eyes and she smiles. The dolly comes down and Peter come to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Peter&lt;br /&gt;(His eyes are still closed)You know what you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;                        Director&lt;br /&gt;Making a film.&lt;br /&gt;                            Peter&lt;br /&gt;Someone might have died.&lt;br /&gt;                        Director&lt;br /&gt;But did not die....And now do not fuck my head...I want to shoot my next scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Scene 35&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director and Jelly. &lt;br /&gt;Ent/day /in side a room&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly is laughing continuously. She is very happy.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;A mad bull was running around a crowd...How lovely it was!! ha ha !! I have never met a maniac director like you...It was not a crazy act? You are a crazy man and I love it....But you spoiled my previous night...&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;In your next scene, Jelly!! (Emphasizing over the her name)...You are going to deal capital punishment....Are you prepare for it...&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I am doing wonder in your film?&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I have worked with many directors in my projects...Never feel such excitement...You are making me mad!&lt;br /&gt;(She comes near to him. He is sitting on a chair. She sits comfortably in his laps.) Have you seen today's newspaper ? You are looking excellent with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;I do not read newspaper, but I know you are an excellent actress...As a queen you are very much interested in capital punishment and its method...&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking into his eyes, in sexy tone) As Jelly I want to kill you because I love a man with killing instinct. Drinking too much has spoiled my night... &lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Killing people is an art and it is discussed in your court. And then after a lot of discussion and thought Guillotine comes into existence in your court. And of course it is discussed in your parliament...Your whole subject is on the brink of revolution...&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;You are monomaniac, and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Would you mind to give me some space now...I have to see my set.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to drop your film yesterday...But now it is making me crazy...Can you tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Because you  are a crazy energy...&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;You too is a crazy energy, Rascal! And now your energy is leading me.&lt;br /&gt;(He gently pushes her away and stands up). You avoidance kills me...but be sure I will lead you in bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;I always love to see you in the skin of queen...&lt;br /&gt;(He goes away)&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Scene 36&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director, Elizabeth, Production manager Dodo&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in side a room.&lt;br /&gt;(Dodo is a typical production manager with tie. He is sitting on a chair, while Elizabeth is moveing here and there.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Dodo&lt;br /&gt;39 people are injured badly today. For god bless no one has been killed. All the major equipments have been destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to say?&lt;br /&gt;                              Dodo&lt;br /&gt;We cannot work like that...we have to pay a lot of money...Till now I have not calculated the loss...But I am sure it will affects our project's budget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;What you suggest?&lt;br /&gt;                              Dodo&lt;br /&gt;Change the director and save this project&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible!! I do not like moving back.&lt;br /&gt;                             Dodo&lt;br /&gt;We have to pay a lot money to all the injured persons if we do not want any police intervention. &lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry about money, You do your best to satisfy all the injured people. I do not want to stop this project. &lt;br /&gt;                             Dodo&lt;br /&gt;Why you are crazy behind this project. We can work over other project.&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Just do your best for this project.&lt;br /&gt;                              Dodo&lt;br /&gt;But he is a crazy director, and a crazy man is...&lt;br /&gt;(Director enters into the room and Dodo stops, looking to director.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;I am a crazy man?&lt;br /&gt;                             Dodo&lt;br /&gt;You know what have you done today? It is a complete disaster. I have handle many movie projects in my life...but it is...it is a hell. You know how many people are injured? We all can be send behind the bar.   &lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;And I will be guillotined...hum!                          &lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Please stop argument! Dodo! I want to complete this film at anycost. You just do your best. I will sanction the extra money, you do not worry. &lt;br /&gt;(Dodo looks to Elizabeth and then to director with anger and goes away.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;Smart boy!!&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;You know the bull was behind me.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;Really!! I think you always like bull.&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Just set up. Is it the way of making a film. &lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;Someone is working against this project.&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Someone cut the rope of the bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;How the press manage to get our internal photographs ?&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Who is that?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;I will find out..&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Cut to...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3671425861711360771?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3671425861711360771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3671425861711360771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3671425861711360771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3671425861711360771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-that.html' title='Nothing like that'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-6285220955415481706</id><published>2008-07-18T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:10:26.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothinng like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Some one sing and I write)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By Alok nandan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene --30 to 33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                          Scene 30.&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Max, Jill, Nick, Rose, Jon, Jack, Roma, Elizabeth all the camera men, light men, even all the units.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/night/ a big hall.&lt;br /&gt;(Some girls and boys are dancing on a floor. Eatable and drinks are being served to all the persons. Roma is dancing with some boys. Jill is drinking fast. Max and Nick are dancing with Roma. Elizabeth enters into the hall and looks around. She is searching for Director. Jon has drunk too much and still he is drinking. He sees Elizabeth from a little distance and try to hide himself. As soon as he turns around, he crashes with Rose. He quickly holds falling Rose in his arms but looses his balance and with her fell down on the ground. All the wine of Jon hands  pour down over Rose dress. All the people looks to them)&lt;br /&gt;                              Rose&lt;br /&gt;(She is still in Jon arms on the ground. Looking to her dress) What you have done?&lt;br /&gt;                               Jon&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;                            Rose&lt;br /&gt;(With angry tone) I would like to kill you. Just leave me. &lt;br /&gt;                           Jon&lt;br /&gt;(His head is very near to her lips) How can A man leave a falling lady. Would you allow me to improve this scene ? I would like to drink your kiss. &lt;br /&gt;(As soon as he tries to kiss her lips, Elizabeth grabs his shirt and tries to pull up forcefully. His shirt torn and his mouth touch the lips of Rose. In the drunken mood, he starts kissing Rose, who is trying to push him away.Angry Elizabeth catches his hair and tries pull him up, but he is still kissing Rose' lips. Elizabeth uses her both hands to pull hir hair and he stands up and looks to Elizabeth with his drunken eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon&lt;br /&gt;What can I do for you, madam ? (Turning to Rose who is arranging herself on the ground)&lt;br /&gt;You can see I am busy with this lady...and I am not free for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Just shut up!! Where is director?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon&lt;br /&gt;Shooting is over, so how can I say where is director? He is a man, he will be sending his free time with her lady. It is not your bedroom...(Giving a helping hand to Rose and looking to Elizabeth) Would you mind not to disturb me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Without taking his hand, Rose stands up.)                          &lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Rose) Where is Peter?&lt;br /&gt;                             Jon&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Elizabeth) What a lady you are!!  Sometime you ask for Director and sometime you ask for Peter !!&lt;br /&gt;                            Rose&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. (She looks to her own dress and tries to remove the wine from her dress. Jon very gently tries to remove the wine from her dress with his hand. He touches her breast and she pushes him away. He fells down on the dancing floor where Rama is dancing with Max and Nick,Max and other boys. She is dancing freely. With her full speed she sometimes dances with Nick and sometimes she dances with Max. Both of them try to coves her. When she dances with Nick, Max becomes upset and tries to catches her and when she dances with Max, Nick becomes upset and tries to catches. at the same times she is enjoying the attention, competition and frustration of two men. She is also provoking all the young men on the dancing floor to dance with her. And all them wants to here attention. She is leading the dancing floor.    From the ground Jon sees her underwear, as she is in a short dress open dress. He starts dancing laying on the floor and watching her underwear. While Nick tries to cover Roma, Max pushes him and he fells down on the floor, besides Jon. He follows Jon's eyes and sees the underwear of Roma. He too starts dancing with Jon on the floor looking her underwear.Jelly enters into the hall. She is in a sexy dress, exposing her body. She is looking all around the hall. She comes picks up a glass of wine and moves ahead seeping it. Jill is drinking in a corner silently. Elizabeth comes to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Where is director?&lt;br /&gt;                             Jill&lt;br /&gt;I do not know?&lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Go and search him. I want him in this party just now. Go fast.&lt;br /&gt;(Jill finishes his glass fast and runs to the door. When he crosses Jelly, she stops him)&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Where is director?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;I do not know, but I am going to call him.&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I want him here in this party, do fast.&lt;br /&gt;(Jill runs to the door.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Scene 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director, Peter, Liza, Nikita and Jill.&lt;br /&gt;Ent /Night/ Editing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Peter is sleeping in his chair but still smoking, while Director and Liza are watching the scenes on the computer screen. Nikita too is watching the screen.The queen is beating the bishop brutally on the screen. When the scene is finished Nikita put on the light. Liza comes to director with a paper and a pencil. Director is in deep thought.  )&lt;br /&gt;                             Liza&lt;br /&gt;I think this design of the Guillotine will be perfect. (She advances the paper to director, who is still in deep though. For a little she looks to the director.) Excuse me!!&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to her as if he trying to recognize her.) Would you mind to see the design of Guillotine? &lt;br /&gt;(Director still looks to her as if he trying to recognize her.Then he turns to Peter who is in deep sleep but still smoking.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;This man is a hell. Peter! You have not seen the rushes. You are sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Without opening) I never sleep. I am thinking about your film.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;May I know what you are thinking about my film ?&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;All the audience would like to sleep in the hall when this film is projected. I think sleeping is the best entertainment. And in this way you  are serving the audience...&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;I would love to guillotine you, rascal.&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;Do not be angry, it was a jock. This film is going to be a big disaster.&lt;br /&gt;                              Liza&lt;br /&gt;(With a natural flow) No, we are making a great movie. Each scene is very much alive...It will mesmerize the people...I want to make the guillotine this way.&lt;br /&gt;(She advances the paper to Director. He looks to her with little surprise and turns his eyes to the paper.) I am following the original design of Strasbourg criminal court's officer Laquiante. It is different than halifax Gibbet and Scottish Maiden. &lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;What the hell you are talking I do not know...I know only that we are making a disaster...who knows your Guillotine? &lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Better you stop barking.&lt;br /&gt;(Jill runs fast into the room)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to director) Jelly and Liza are asking for you. They want you in the party.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(With an irritating tone) I will see them.&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;(standing up) I would like to enjoy the party...&lt;br /&gt;(Peter goes out.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jill&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to director) They are waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(Returning the paper to Liza, to Jill) How the party is going on? &lt;br /&gt;                                 Jill&lt;br /&gt;Excellent!! Everyone is enjoying it...&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my mind is foggy...Let me see the party.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes out.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;(To Liza) Do you want to come in party?&lt;br /&gt;                           Liza&lt;br /&gt;Of course!!&lt;br /&gt;(She too goes out.)&lt;br /&gt;(Jill looks to Nikita who is busy with his computer. He slowly comes behind her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Jill&lt;br /&gt;You do not want to enjoy the party?&lt;br /&gt;                           Nikita&lt;br /&gt;(Without looking him) I have to finish some work.&lt;br /&gt;Jill.&lt;br /&gt;                             Jill&lt;br /&gt;Let me help you...&lt;br /&gt;                          Nikita&lt;br /&gt;(She turns to him)&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;(He holds her face in his hands and starts kissing her. She does not oppose him.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;A woman is always pleasant after hard working.&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Scene 32.&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Director, Peter,Jelly, Liza, Max, Jill, Nick, Rose, Jon, Jack, Roma, Elizabeth, Robin, the lady Journalist, all the camera men, light men, even all the units.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/night/ Party.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter, Director and Liza enter into the hall together. The party is in full swing. All are dancing and drinking. Robin is dancing with Roma and her group.The lady journalist is standing in a  corner and drinking. She is very watchful. Elizabeth and Jelly looks to director at the same time and runs to him. They kiss from the both sides and hold his hand. Both are jealous to each-other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;How nice to see you here. What would you like to take?  &lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;He will like to drink my wine, Am I write? &lt;br /&gt;(She serves him her own glass, he looks to her and takes the glass. He gulps the glass.)                         &lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;You know I have organized this party for you.&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Liza) Jelly! Would mind to declare him the honor of the guest Please...Do not worry, Let me to it...Would you mind to leave his hand please?&lt;br /&gt;(Director is unable to understand what is happening with him. He is in a state of bewilderment.)                           &lt;br /&gt;                          Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Very slowly in his ear) I want you tonight...&lt;br /&gt;(She leaves his hand. Elizabeth looks around the hall)&lt;br /&gt;                        Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Please stop the music....&lt;br /&gt;(Music is stopped and all looks to Elizabeth)&lt;br /&gt;I want to declare something here...( Looking to the Director) This talented director is the guest of honor today..I wish for his great success...&lt;br /&gt;(All claps,while Peter smoks fast.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;And I offer him this wine....&lt;br /&gt;(She serves him another glass of fine. Director drinks without knowing anything. He is just being led by two women without his will.Jon comes with a full bottle and holds the director in his arms.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Jon&lt;br /&gt;You have allowed me to improve my acting...&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Jelly) I think you will not mind my improvement...&lt;br /&gt;                           Jelly&lt;br /&gt;And you would not mind my shoes over your head.&lt;br /&gt;                             Jon&lt;br /&gt;Let us celebrate together.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(With anger tone) Celebration !! For what?? I cannot celebrate till the film is complete...I have to shoot a lot...&lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Do not be angry, we will complete the film. You just drink and enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;I cannot enjoy...but yes, I will drink..&lt;br /&gt;(He takes the bottle from Jon's hands and drinks from the bottle. He finishes half the bottle and looks to Jelly and then he looks to Elizabeth. He starts drinking again and finishes the whole bottle.He picks up the second bottle and opens it, after taking two gulp he starts dancing. All the people increase him a lot and he dances. He jumps over a table and all the crowd stands arond the table. He dances fiercely and drinks terribly. Liza is surprised to see his fierce dacne.Peter is smoking fast. The lady journalist is taking photographs with his secret camera.)&lt;br /&gt;                                               Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Scene 33&lt;br /&gt;Characters : All the units.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/part hall&lt;br /&gt;(All are busy in eating and chatting while director is sleeping sound on the table. All of them go one by one, but director is still sleeping. Jelly come to the sleeping director and looks to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him, with little frustration) Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;(She goes away. After a little while Elizabeth comes to him)&lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him, with little anger and frustration) Idiot!!&lt;br /&gt;(She goes away)&lt;br /&gt;(All of them goes away. Director is alone, sleeping sound.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-6285220955415481706?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/6285220955415481706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=6285220955415481706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6285220955415481706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6285220955415481706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothinng-like-that.html' title='Nothinng like that'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-6324771358001940224</id><published>2008-07-15T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T05:48:02.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that  (Scene-25-29)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(Alok nandan, Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                           Scene 25.&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Dirctor, Peter, Elizabeth, Nikita&lt;br /&gt;Ent/evening/Editing room.&lt;br /&gt; (Dirctor, Peter and Elizabeth are sitting in the small editing room. Nikita is busy with a computer. She is arranging all the shot scenes on the monitor. Peter is smoking.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(to Director, who is sitting besides her) I have not much time. I have to prepare myself for the evening party. You know how I am going to dress myself for the party ? &lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;How can I know?&lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I will not tell you, You just wait. I am sure you will be surprised to see me. (to Nikita) Please do fast.&lt;br /&gt;                              Nikita&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best, Madam.&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;(to Peter who is sitting besides him and smoking) Would you mind to stop smoking, Please?  &lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Yes, too much smoking is bad for health. And you are making us passive smokers. It is a small room, so please stop smiling....&lt;br /&gt;(She snatches the cigret from his mouth and throw its behind. The burning cigret falls down on the mat. Nikita starts the projector and all of them watch the today's rushes. Elizabeth holds the hand of Director.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        inter cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Scene 26.&lt;br /&gt; Characters : Max, Robin, Jill and Nick.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/ Evening/ in side a room. &lt;br /&gt; (Robin is standing before a mirror and mending his face with hot water, while Max is laying on a bed and looking to the ceiling of the room. Jill is sitting on a chair and drinking beer in relaxed mood. Nick is taking a bath in a bath room)&lt;br /&gt;                          Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Mending his face before the mirror) I do not understand I am working in a film or fighting a war. (Looking his face keenly) He has made my face blue, even I am unable to recognize my face. &lt;br /&gt;                                Jill&lt;br /&gt;(gulping some beer). You are not recognizing your face and Max has forgotten his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Robin&lt;br /&gt;Is it the way to treat an assist director? I will fuck him and his film. He is a big rascal, I can make a better film than him. &lt;br /&gt;                                 Jill&lt;br /&gt;Do not say anything against his film, he will kill you.&lt;br /&gt;                                Robin&lt;br /&gt;I do not care. He has beaten a median person too, and media is going to fuck him and his film. &lt;br /&gt;                               Nick                                &lt;br /&gt;(Coming out of the bathroom after bathing)  who called media here?&lt;br /&gt;                                 Jill&lt;br /&gt;(He stands up and runs to bathroom, he gives the bottle to Nick.) Now it is my turn. (Nick gulping the beer goes to Max who is still staring the ceiling) Are you Ok Max?&lt;br /&gt;(Max does not response, he is still looking to ceiling. Nick opens his mouth and pour down some beer in his mouth)&lt;br /&gt;I think it will make you fresh. &lt;br /&gt;(Max gulps the beer without looking to him. Looking to Robin's face) It seems that you are coming from a boxing ring.&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt;I will fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;                             Nick&lt;br /&gt;Sure! But give me some space so that I can comb my hair. I will have to select a beautiful girl in the party...Are you coming in the party? (giving  him the bottle) But I do not think any girl will like your blue face.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin looks himself again in the mirror and gulps some beer. Nick selects a comb from the dressing table and looks to Robin) Would you mind to give me some space please.&lt;br /&gt;(But he is still watching himself in the mirror. Nick says loudly) Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;(With this word, Max jumps from his bed and starts repeating loudly with full action)&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;Cut to...Cut to...Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;(Nick and Robin looks to him, Jill runs from the bathroom, half naked. Nick and Robin runs to Max who is running here and there in the room, telling cut to, and try to hold him. But he is not controlled by them. Both of them are holding his hands.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Nick&lt;br /&gt;He has lost his mind.&lt;br /&gt;(Jill comes to him and looks to his face. He takes the bottle of beer from Robin hands and gulp some beer and then pour down some beer over Max's head. Max becomes little normal, and looks to Robin face. He touches his own face as if he is seeing himself in the mirror.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Max&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my face has completely changed !&lt;br /&gt;                           Robin                              &lt;br /&gt;It is not your face, it is my face.&lt;br /&gt;                                Max&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him) Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;                                 Robin&lt;br /&gt;Robin! It is you?&lt;br /&gt;(Max touches his face, and he jumps hard due to pain. Max goes to Mirror and sees his face)&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;I will not leave him. But who called the media? &lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;(With a little pride) It is I?&lt;br /&gt;                            Max&lt;br /&gt;What? You called the media here?&lt;br /&gt;(All of them looks to Robin with surprise.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Scene 27&lt;br /&gt; Character: Jelly.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/evening/ bathtub.&lt;br /&gt; (Jelly is taking a hearty bath in her bathtub. She is humming a song. She picks up a phone and dial a bumber)&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Inter cut...&lt;br /&gt;(Phone rings in the editing /projection room. Nikita picks up the phone. She listens it and looks to director who is busy watching the ruses, while Elizabeth is sitting besides him laying her head over his shoulder.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Nikita&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to director) It is your call, Sir.&lt;br /&gt;(With a little irritation, director takes the phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jelling is humming over the phone. Director is listing her humming and he is little confused who she is.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Would you mind to tell your intention please.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jell&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to her hand) My hands and lips are waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth listen the woman's voice and she tries to listen the conversation. She puts her head away and it hits his nose.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;Bull shit!&lt;br /&gt;                            Jell&lt;br /&gt;(On the other side, becoming little furious) Are you trying to ditch me?&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(With jealousy) To whom you are talking?&lt;br /&gt; (Peter is smelling something.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Peter&lt;br /&gt;Something is burning.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;What is burning?&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Other side, In a romantic tone) My heart, my soul, my body...everything is burning....Are you not feeling my warm breathe?&lt;br /&gt;(She leaves a warm breathe over the phone)   &lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry tone) To whom you are talking?&lt;br /&gt;                           Peter&lt;br /&gt;(smelling in the air.) I am sure, something is burning...(He smells all around the air)...it is fire&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;Where is fire ? &lt;br /&gt;                                Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(She looks around the tub, with a sexy tone.) Would you like to see my fire? I m in cold water, but my body is burning...&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth is still trying to listen the conversation. Director is highly distracted from the rushes.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Peter&lt;br /&gt;(He is still smelling in the air. Nikita too smelling in the air. She is looking around.)&lt;br /&gt;I am sure something is burning.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Peter, with a loud voice)  Would you mind to keep your mouth shut?&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the receiver, with angry tone) You must know how to talk to Jelly....either you come to me, or I will fuck your film.&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(With an angry tone) Either you stop talking or I stop the project.&lt;br /&gt;                              Peter&lt;br /&gt;I am sure something is burning.&lt;br /&gt; (All of sudden the mat starts burning with flames due to cigret that was thrown by Elizabeth from Peter's mouth. Peter looks to it and becomes happy )&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;I am always right. Look, there is fire.&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Here is a fire, I will talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt; (Jelly is highly excited)&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait to see your fire. bye, take care.&lt;br /&gt;(Director runs to fire control equipment and after taking it off the wall, he throws it on the ground. Then quickly try to uses it against fire. Some of the liquid spreads over Elizabeth's face. She is afraid and angry. Director controls the fire and looks to Peter, who is unconsciously burning another cigret, when he sees the angry face of director, he quickly puts off the lighter. As soon as director comes to hit him, he realizes that Elizabeth is loosing his mind and becoming unconscious. He quickly turns to her, and before her fells down, he catches her in his arms. She is unconscious. Director looks to Nikita.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(Holding Elizabeth in his arms, to Nikita) I will watch the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Peter, he grumbles, as he feels strong desires to hit him, but Elizabeth is in his arms, so he is not able to do it. He goes out with Elizabeth, up lifting her in his arms. Peter, in a fanatic mood, takes the cigret in his mouth and lit it. He smokes fast, while Nikita looks to him with surprise.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Scene 28&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director, Elizabeth, and Jon.&lt;br /&gt; Ent/evening/ in front of Elizabeth's room.&lt;br /&gt; (Director comes to Elizabeth's room. Elizabeth is in his arms. She is still unconscious. Jon from a little distance sees both of them. He thinks Director is going to make love with her, so he tries to go away. But director sees him.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Why are you running? I need your little favor.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon comes to them and sees Elizabeth.) She has lost her conscious.&lt;br /&gt;                            Jon&lt;br /&gt;What have you done with her? You must know a woman should be handled gently.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(With irritation) Just keep your mouth shut and help me. (Looking the door) Open the door.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon opens the door and director enters into the door with Elizabeth. He puts her on a sofa.) We should do something. Would you mind to bring some water here.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon runs for water, while director shakes her head)&lt;br /&gt;Come on, open your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth opens tries open his eyes...she is half unconscious, when Jon open refrigeter and picks up a bottle, he sees a bottle of costly wine. He stops and thinks little while and then, then opens the bottle and drinks it with one attempt. He comes back with the bottle of water. He is in a drunken state.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(Taking the bottle from his hand, he pour done some water over her face, and tries to wash her eyes and face with his hand. She realizes that director is touching her face, and she gets arising, still she is half conscious. Jon looks to her, he is shaking little. Director looks to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Take care of her....I have to see the rushes.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon affirms his head and starts washing her face. Director goes to door.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon&lt;br /&gt;Please, do not cut my improve scene.&lt;br /&gt;(Director says nothing but goes out of the door. Jon starts washing her face with his hand, and she arises sexually, thinking it is director who is touching her body. Her eyes are still closed. Drunken Jon too is excited to see her expression. She holds his head and pulls it to her mouth. Jon starts kissing her. Her hands are starts moving around his body freely, and he too is loving her loosing his mind. Her eyes are still close. Both of them are enjoying each-other)&lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt; (with closed eyes) I always want you...Just love me, love me like a real man....&lt;br /&gt;(Jon looks to her with a little surprise)&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;You always want me? But you have never told me...&lt;br /&gt; ( Listening Jon's voice, Elizabeth opens her eyes, and sees Jon's black face.)&lt;br /&gt;I will love you like a real man.&lt;br /&gt;(She looses her control and kicks hard over his face. She pushes him away from her body and starts beating him. She uses her hands and all the instruments in the room over his body. He is beaten badly, although he does not understand why he is being beaten. Anyhow he manages to run away in confusion)&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Scene 29&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Peter, Nikita, Liza and director. &lt;br /&gt;Ent / Night / Editing&lt;br /&gt; (In the editing room, Peter is sitting on a chair and smoking. while Nikita is busy with the project machine. Liza is sitting in the corner, reading some charts and working over them with a pencil. Director enters into the room and looks to Peter.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;You are still smoking here?&lt;br /&gt;                           Peter&lt;br /&gt;(With full confidence) You know, I cannot live without smoking.&lt;br /&gt;(Liza looks to Director. Director turns to Nikita.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;Would you mind to start it from the beginning?                               &lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;Why from the beginning while we have already seen half films?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) Because I want to see it again, any problem?&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to director and smokes fast. Nikita starts the shot film from the beginning on computer. Director sits on a chair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Scene 29&lt;br /&gt;Characters : the lady journalist,Jon, Robin, Max, Nix and Jill.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/gallery.&lt;br /&gt;(The lady Journalist is looking through a door' whole. She is watching Robin, Max, Nix and Jill.  She is in search of some gossip news.  )&lt;br /&gt;                               Nick&lt;br /&gt;(to Robin) Director will fuck you if he knows it is you who has called media here.&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry and proud tone) I will fuck him and his film. I can make a far better film than him.  He has beaten me like a dog, (Looking to Max) Max has lost his mind. We are not dogs, Are we? &lt;br /&gt;                                Nick&lt;br /&gt;You are traitor!!&lt;br /&gt;                               Robin&lt;br /&gt;And you are a worrier!! Very soon he will knock down you too.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon runs fast in the gallery, Looking back as if some ghost is running behind him. She runs fast and strikes against her hips. After this strikes the door opens and she fells down in side the room with Jon. Trying to make balance, Jon holds her. All of them look to them with surprise.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Jon who is still holding her on the ground) You are always an impatient man regarding woman. It is not the right way to chase a woman.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon looks to him with bewilderment. He does not know what is happening with him.)&lt;br /&gt;                     Lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;(With an irritation) Would you mind to leave me?&lt;br /&gt;(He realizes that he has hold her in his arms.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Jon&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Sorry. It was not my intention.&lt;br /&gt; (Robin puts him away and helps the lady Journalist lady to stand up, holding her in her arms.)&lt;br /&gt;                  Lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;                         Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Holding her tight) You are always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;                            Jill&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to her) Would you like to take some beer?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon&lt;br /&gt;(Taking the beer quickly form his hands)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (He starts drinking quickly. Jill looks to him with anger. The lady journalist too is angry, but she controls herself and looks to Jill, who runs fast to take another bottle. Robin helps her to sit on the bed.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the journalist) What are you doing here? Due to you I have been beaten? I do not want more trouble in my life. Just go away. &lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Max) Cool down. She is here because I want it...I need her help.&lt;br /&gt;                            Max&lt;br /&gt;He help! For what?&lt;br /&gt;(Robin looks to Jon) Would you mind to go out?&lt;br /&gt;(Jon is still drinking beer.)&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling myself safe here.&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth was trying to rape me.&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt;What you are talking, Once I tried but...(he touches his own chick where Elizabeth had slapped)...I do not believe you. Just go away.&lt;br /&gt;(The lady journalist smell some news Jon's words)&lt;br /&gt;                 The lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;(To Robin)Let him tell the story. (Looking to Jon) why she was raping you? &lt;br /&gt;(In spite drunken state, Jon realized that he has said something wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing it was just my wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt;Control your wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;(Jill runs fast with another bottler of beer and gives it to the lady journalist.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jon&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to the door) I will see you in the party.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes away with the bottle)&lt;br /&gt;                 The lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;I want some sexual scandal for my newspaper. Sexual news are read a lot.&lt;br /&gt;                              Max&lt;br /&gt;(to Robin) You are not doing fair. You face has already been blackened, I think the project should keep away from press.&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin &lt;br /&gt;I want to make my own movie, and everything is fare to get an movie.&lt;br /&gt;                            Max&lt;br /&gt;I am not with you.&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;It is your choice, I hope you will not reveal my secret before any one.&lt;br /&gt;                           Max&lt;br /&gt;I am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Jill and Nick) What about you two men.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to be kicked out off this project.&lt;br /&gt;                              Nick&lt;br /&gt;You are taking big risk.&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;I do not need your words.&lt;br /&gt;(Max moves out of the room and Jill and Nick follows him.)&lt;br /&gt;                   the lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;I want some hot sexy news, Can you tell me with whom director is engaged ?  &lt;br /&gt;                         Robin&lt;br /&gt;I do not know, but I want to fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;                the lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is very sexy...and I am sure Jelly will not leave him. I have to catch them for my story. For you I have good news....The journalist who has been beaten by Director is going to suit against him. I would love to see the director in the party.&lt;br /&gt;                         Robin&lt;br /&gt;Let us celebrate here first...&lt;br /&gt;                       Lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;(He comes close to her, and hold her in her arms. She looks to him with clever eyes, and then to the door)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, director is coming.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns to the door, and she kicks him fast. He fells down and then turns to Lady Journalist)&lt;br /&gt;(With angry tone) You are my source only, is it clear?&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-6324771358001940224?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/6324771358001940224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=6324771358001940224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6324771358001940224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6324771358001940224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-that-scene-25-29.html' title='Nothing like that  (Scene-25-29)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5654445286316742243</id><published>2008-07-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:40:35.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that (Scene-22-24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(Alok nandan, Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Scene 22&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Director and Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/ in a well decorated room.&lt;br /&gt;                        Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Still in irritating but cold voice) Do you know how are you leading this unit ? Your own dog is barking against you before press.&lt;br /&gt;(She sits on a sofa while Director is standing before him. He takes a bottle of water from a table.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;I do not care. I am only thinking about my project. &lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;But press is cooking story against you.&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;They are barking dogs.&lt;br /&gt;(He sits on the sofa besides her.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Even your camera man Peter is upset with you.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;He is good for nothing. He knows only how to smoke. &lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;The set is again delay due to Liza, she must be removed from the project. &lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;I will talk to her after pack up. You need not worry. &lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I am not worried about her, but I am worried about you. Do not you think you need some rest?&lt;br /&gt;(She comes close to her and takes her hands over his shoulder)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt; (with little irritation)&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my set.&lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Holding him tightly) Everything will be ok, you do not worry. you just think of me.  &lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;How can I think of you, while my I have to shoot my next scene. &lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Coming over his body) A good director can handle a project and a woman perfectly at the same time. (She touches his face.)                         &lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot love a woman and make a film at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Then you first love a woman&lt;br /&gt;(She tries to kiss him and he pushes her away. She fells on the ground and he too fells over her. She holds him tightly. She is trying hard to love him while he is trying hard to save himself. Sometimes she is up and sometime she is down. But she is holding her tightly. Some knocks the door, both of them looks to the door. Again the door is knocked and she is irritated to listen the knocking sound.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the door) We will try this job next time.&lt;br /&gt;(He stands and goes to the door. When he opens the door, he sees all the media men are standing there with there camera. He looks to them with anger eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;                   the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;(recognizing him) He is the director of this film !&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks back to Elizabeth, who is  standing at her place with frustration.)&lt;br /&gt;(Director goes out in the gallery, and all the press men follow him.)&lt;br /&gt;                Second lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;We want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;                the third lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to tell us something about your moive?&lt;br /&gt;                  the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;How Jelly is working with you? Are you exposing her as sexy bomb like her other film ?&lt;br /&gt;                      A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;Why did you hit Peter?&lt;br /&gt;(Director goes ahead without answering their questions. All of them are running behind them. He comes to a big hall and looks around. Max runs fast to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                the third lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;Why did you hit Robin? Do you  think he is capable to direct a film?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(to Max, with a fanatic loud tone) I want all these noisy creatures out of set.&lt;br /&gt;(All of Journalist looks to him with surprise.Even Max do not understand what to say right now, but quickly realizes that Journalist must be removed from there.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;(To all journalists) Please come out of the set. What information you want I will give you.&lt;br /&gt;  (Director goes ahead)&lt;br /&gt;               the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to going director) Oh, He seems violent ! I want a date with him.&lt;br /&gt;                the third lady Journalist&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Max) What is wrong with him?&lt;br /&gt;                          Max&lt;br /&gt;It is his first film, so he has lost mental balance... You know it is very common with a new director.&lt;br /&gt;                 the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;What he does when he loose his balance, I think he might be very forceful with a woman. I know Jelly, I am sure she will be mad behind him..&lt;br /&gt;                                 Max&lt;br /&gt;I am your well-wisher, so I want to tell you something off the record. He is a tough man...keep distance form him....He has knocked down Robin and Peter. &lt;br /&gt;                the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;Is he director or boxer ? May I see the  shooting.&lt;br /&gt;                                Max&lt;br /&gt; Impossible!&lt;br /&gt;                the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;There is no impossible in my dictionary. &lt;br /&gt;                              Max&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help you now. The last scene of the day is to be shot, You can catch him after the shooting is over. &lt;br /&gt;(Max runs to library set.)&lt;br /&gt;               the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;                            Max&lt;br /&gt;the mad director will kill me, try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;                (Max runs to library set.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Scene 23.&lt;br /&gt;Character : Peter, Rose, Liza, Director, Jill, Nick and Max, Jelly. Jack, some four assistant camera men, some light men, spots men and media persons. &lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/ In side library.&lt;br /&gt;(Liza has almost re arranged the set, she is still busy with the bookcase, Peter is sitting on a chair, smoking. Rose is arranging a camera. Nick is standing besides Peter and Jill is helping Liza. He is giving her books one by one form a table she is putting them in bookcase, without looking to her. Director enters into the library with a state of hallucination. He is watching the set, and walks to Liza.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Liza   &lt;br /&gt;(Without looking Jill,) Give me Social contract.&lt;br /&gt;                                Jill&lt;br /&gt;What contract?&lt;br /&gt;                              Liza   &lt;br /&gt;Social contract.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;I am giving you books, not any contract.&lt;br /&gt;(Director listens their conversation and looks to the table, where  the social contract is laying among many books. He picks up the books unconsciously and gives it to Liza. Liza without looking to director takes the book and reads it enthusiastically)&lt;br /&gt;                           Liza&lt;br /&gt;Social contract! ( Director is standing there in a state of hallucination, He is unaware what Liza is doing. She puts the social contract on the top of the bookcase, and have some  distance with the bookcase, and looks to the book. She is very much satisfied and happy to see the book on the top.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Liza&lt;br /&gt;(Jumping with excitement) Oh! It is great.&lt;br /&gt;(When she jumps, her heel of the sandal jump come down on director's feet.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;(Jumping hard) Oh, my God!! (He takes his one hand in his hand and jumps with only one leg like a frog. Liza looks to him and comes to know what she had one with him. She runs fast to him and takes his leg in her hand, and starts opening his shoe. Director is still standing with his one leg. Liza is doing with the shoe in hurry, and director looses his balance and fells down on the ground.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Liza&lt;br /&gt;(Still holding his leg, and looking to the director, who is in pain after falling down) I am sorry, really I am very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;I think this lady is doing great!&lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;(standing up, looking to Peter)  You are still alive?&lt;br /&gt;                              Peter&lt;br /&gt;(With irony )How can I die without completing your movie?&lt;br /&gt;                             Liza&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt; (In angry tone) I will not allow you to die without completing this project. Why are you sitting here, I want everything in a proper way.&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;I have pain in my back, I am unable to move.&lt;br /&gt;                               Liza&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to director) I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;                            Dirctor&lt;br /&gt;(to Liza) Would you mind to do your work please ?&lt;br /&gt;(Peter starts smoking fast)&lt;br /&gt;                                Rose&lt;br /&gt;(With a little hesitant, to director) All cameras are ready, sir.&lt;br /&gt;(Max comes very fast in the liberary, He is looking to Rose. Rose looks to him and says slowly)&lt;br /&gt;Idiot !!&lt;br /&gt; (Director comes to Rose, feeling little pain in his feet. He looks into the camera.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Max.) Call Jelly, fast.&lt;br /&gt; (As soon as Max turns to door, all the media men enters into library. Director looks to them and looses his temper.)&lt;br /&gt;(With a fanatic tone) What the hell you all are doing here? Get out!!!&lt;br /&gt;               the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;I want to know about your movies&lt;br /&gt;(Max stops and looks to them in bewilderment.   )&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(to Max, with an extreme angry tone) Why are you standing here, call Jelly, run fast.&lt;br /&gt;(Max runs out.)&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to Journalists) Would you mind to get out, please!&lt;br /&gt;                   A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;We are Journalist, you cannot treat us like that.&lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;(Director comes to him) Oh, really ! (He thinks to kick him, but anyhow controls himself) You are a journalist. (making his mind cool.) Let me treat you in a nice way. What do you want to know? &lt;br /&gt;                     A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;Jelly is a sex bomb, How are you exposing her in your movie?&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(With control irritation) Intelligent question! (Loosing his control) Who made you journalist?&lt;br /&gt;Sex is rooted deep in your mind, and you always write about sex...Do you know what is the meaning of a movie? &lt;br /&gt;                   A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;You are not supposed to ask question. Asking question is Journalist's work.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Who has given you this right? And to whom you are asking the questions?&lt;br /&gt;                  A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;I am working for my newspaper, and for it he is paying me. &lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;And I am working for people...I want direct communication with the people....I do not want brokers between me and people.&lt;br /&gt;                   the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;What you are cooking for people? I mean what is the story of your movie?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about Jacobin club?&lt;br /&gt;                the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;Good question! It is club whose members would sip liberty, equality and fraternity....and latter started drinking royal blood and then common blood and then each other blood.....&lt;br /&gt;                the first lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get it. It is like a riddle....and I love riddle.&lt;br /&gt;                       A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;Is Jelly happy with you ? Her fans always wants to see her boobs and...&lt;br /&gt; (Jelly enters into the library with Max. All of them looks to her. Media men runs to her.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(To Max) Throw all the vultures out of the set.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looks to angry director and then to media men. She smiles)&lt;br /&gt;                      A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about your role, (Looking to her new french dress) I do not think your fans would like you with this dress.&lt;br /&gt;(Director comes to him, with extreme anger)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;And I do not think, you will stand before my fist.&lt;br /&gt;(With full speed, he strikes over his face with his fist and the journalist fells down.)&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Journalists) Get out.&lt;br /&gt;(Some journalist photographers take the falling journalist photos quickly. Director looks to them and goes out of control, He looks to Jill and and Nick,) Throw him away.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them takes the laying journalist and throw him out of the gate.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to all journalist)&lt;br /&gt;Any question?&lt;br /&gt;(All of them quickly go out. The first lady journalist looks to him with temptation, and goes out slowly. Liza is surprised to see director's action. Peter is still smoking as if nothing has happened around him. Jelly is little afraid to see it. Rose is standing besides her camera with bewilderment. Director comes to Max)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(With extreme anger) How they came to the set?&lt;br /&gt;                              Max&lt;br /&gt;I warned them but they did not care about of it. &lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Really!!&lt;br /&gt;(He hits his face with his fist and Max looses his conscious, but he is sill standing, Peter who is sitting on chair besides him looks to him,  realizing he is to fall on him, he quickly vacant his place. Max fells down on the chair. He looks to Falling Max and smokes fast. Director looks to Peter.)&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling better, Peter? Come on. We have to do a lot of work together.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter is smoking fast)&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Liza) Set is ready?&lt;br /&gt;                               Liza &lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes!&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to Jelly, very gently) My queen ! It is your royal library....and you always enjoy sitting her...Where is Leder?&lt;br /&gt;                             Jack&lt;br /&gt;(Appears at the door)&lt;br /&gt;I am here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Cut to....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                        Scene 24.&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Peter, Rose, Jelly, Liza, Jill, Nick, Max, Jack, Director, some camera men and spot boys.    &lt;br /&gt;(Jelly is sitting on a chair. Jack is standing before him. They are ready of take. Director is looking them through a camera. Peter is working over a camera. Rose is standing besides him. Jill and Nick are standing besides director. Max is still laying on the chair unconsciously. Liza is decorating the table with flowers. )&lt;br /&gt;                    The director&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Silent! Light!!, Sound !! camera !!!&lt;br /&gt;(Nick come with a clap before camera.)&lt;br /&gt;Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history! Scene 81 take one.&lt;br /&gt;(Liza come out fast from the frame)&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Meo! You have ...(She stops, as if she has forgotten the dialogue)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Cut...(Looking to Jelly) You are forgetting dialogue, and it is affecting your expression. You want a chance to read it again ?&lt;br /&gt;                          Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no thanks! I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks through camera agains)&lt;br /&gt;                        Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history ! Scene 81 take two.&lt;br /&gt;                       Director&lt;br /&gt;                     Action !! &lt;br /&gt;                        Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;What is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;                          Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;It is a very simple scene, You are just talking to a third state leader.You can do it easily. Let us try again. &lt;br /&gt;(Again looking through camera.)&lt;br /&gt;                        Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history ! Scene 81 take three.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Action !&lt;br /&gt;                        Jelly&lt;br /&gt; Meo! You have read...Oh no,&lt;br /&gt; (Director comes straight to her)&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;(with a little irritation) Why are you not acting well ?&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking straight into his eyes, with full confidence). I am Jelly. Tell me Jelly, may be I get my sprit.  &lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;You are queen.&lt;br /&gt;                           Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(slowly but aggressively )I am Jelly, Do you understand? I do not think a director can lead me on the set without leading me in the bed. I want you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;(Director understands that she is serious)&lt;br /&gt;                        Director&lt;br /&gt;Its all right, You are Jelly. Jelly, Are you ready for take?  &lt;br /&gt;                           Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Good !! And what about tonight?&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to her eyes) I will think of it.&lt;br /&gt;                           Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I am not concerned with your thought. I want you means I want you. Is it clear.&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I will be with you. &lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;It sounds good. Now I am ready for take. &lt;br /&gt;                        Director&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you.&lt;br /&gt;(Director comes to the camera, and looks to Nick. Nicks runs fast with clipboard.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history ! Scene 81 take four.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Director&lt;br /&gt;Action !&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt; (Sitting on her chair and looking to Jack)&lt;br /&gt;Meo, You have read a lot of books...and you are leader...Can you  tell what my subject is thinking about me?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jack&lt;br /&gt; Your highness! You are very much liberal, but people are not always liberal. They are always more demanding...&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(She stands and walks to the bookcase.) What do you think about Jean Jacques Rousseau? He is discussed all around.  &lt;br /&gt;                             Jack&lt;br /&gt;He says that that the kings are not the representative of God, but they are chosen by the General Will.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in his thought ?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jack&lt;br /&gt;Common people want to believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;                             Jelly&lt;br /&gt;How they will lead a normal life without king ? You are a leader so you can tell me very well, Are you not a leader ? &lt;br /&gt;                              Jack&lt;br /&gt;(His mind come to the earlier track) I am a leader ! No, I am a dog. Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;(Unconsciously, he says the dialogue with full expression and starts barking. All the units looks to him with surprise. )&lt;br /&gt;                               Director&lt;br /&gt;Cut. What the hell you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;                                Jack&lt;br /&gt;I am a mad dog, yes ! yes ! I am a mad dog&lt;br /&gt;(He barks continuously)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;Keep your mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;(He keeps his mouth shut and looks to director as if he is recognizing him.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jack&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I have gone mad (Looking to director)  and you are responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;control yourself. Sweet Jelly, would you mind to give him a q?&lt;br /&gt;                              Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history ! Scene 81 B take four.&lt;br /&gt;                         Director &lt;br /&gt;                          Action&lt;br /&gt;                           Jelly&lt;br /&gt;How they will lead a normal life without king? You are a leader so you can tell me very well, Are you not a leader ? &lt;br /&gt;                             Jack&lt;br /&gt;People will be governed by elected people.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Picking up the social contract) And will be criteria of election? Do you believe in wisdom of people?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jack&lt;br /&gt;People believe in their wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;And you want to come in the third state, and for it you need my blessing, where is the general will? I think only scoundrels will manage to come in the third state, and they will ruin the people  through their bad practices like you. But do not worry I will be glad to see you in the third state..I want to see how my people govern themselves without a queen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Director&lt;br /&gt;Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Jill and Nick&lt;br /&gt;(Together) Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt;(All of sudden Max gets up)&lt;br /&gt;                          Max&lt;br /&gt;Cut to...Cut to....Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt;Pack up! (He comes to Jelly) You have done a great work.&lt;br /&gt;                            Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Really, but never forget, I want you in bed my tonight. I am Jelly, I get what I want. &lt;br /&gt;                                                 Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5654445286316742243?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5654445286316742243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5654445286316742243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5654445286316742243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5654445286316742243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-that-scene-22-24.html' title='Nothing like that (Scene-22-24)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3539788275841167487</id><published>2008-07-10T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T03:24:13.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that (Scene-17-21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Alok nandan, Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Scene .17.&lt;br /&gt; Characters : Nick, Robin, Jill and director.&lt;br /&gt; Ent/Day/ In side a big hall.&lt;br /&gt;(Director is sitting on a chair and watching his shooting chart. Nick and Robbing is standing besides him.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Nick&lt;br /&gt;Some media men have come here, and they want to see you.&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;But I do not want to see them...&lt;br /&gt;                               Nick&lt;br /&gt;But it is important for....&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;(In a fanatic tone) I do not want them here, that is all. They are the disturbing creatures...always ready to bark and bite.   &lt;br /&gt;                             Nick&lt;br /&gt;At least we can give them briefing.  &lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Robin's black face, in an irritating mood) Ok, Robin! Go and show your face to press. You want to do a film independently, may be it will help you. Are you willing to face the press? &lt;br /&gt;                                Robin&lt;br /&gt;(with little hesitation) But what I will tell them?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;I think your black face story will be a great new item for them....Seeing your face they will cook their stories...Run fast, we have to do a lot of work. &lt;br /&gt;(As soon as Robin moves to go, Jill comes very fast to director. Robin stops and watches him. Jill is breathing heavily. At the same time the sound of the bookcase fall comes from the set. All of them look to the sound. Director leaves his chair and runs to the sound. Jill, Robin and Nick follow him.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jill&lt;br /&gt;(Running with director) Jelly is not ready to listen anything. She is behaving like a queen and asking for you.&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;(In a tense mood) Have you explained the scene to her?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jill&lt;br /&gt;No, she is not ready to listen  me.&lt;br /&gt;(All of them are running fast. Elizabeth comes very fast to them. She too is surprised to listen the sound of the bookcase fall.)&lt;br /&gt;                         Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt; (Coming to the running director) What happened?                                                     &lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes ahead and Elizabeth follows him with all his three assistants)&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Scene 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liza, Peter and Rose, Max, Nick and Robin, Jill,  director, Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt; Ent/day/ in side library.&lt;br /&gt; (Peter is still under the bookcase. He is smoking continuously. Max, Rose and Liza are trying to uplift the bookcase from his body. They are struggling hard. Max is still excited and watching Rose breast, who is doing hard to uplift the book case, that are just before Max's eyes. She is understanding the intention of Max's eyes and abusing him badly.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Rose&lt;br /&gt;I will kill you!!&lt;br /&gt;                              Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Under the bookcase, cigret is still in his mouth. His mouth is to the ground and the bookcase is over his back, his whole body is covered with the bookcase, only his face can bee seen)&lt;br /&gt;You girl! You are planning to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;                            Rose&lt;br /&gt;No, sir. I mean...(she looks to Max, who is still looking to her big breasts, because she is half standing and her both hands are busy with the bookcase like the hands of Max and Liza. The bookcase is heavy so they are unable to uplift it together, but any how saving Peter.)...&lt;br /&gt;(to Max)..How dare to do it...You know, you are a big rascal...&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;Am I big rascal!! You never forget that I am your boss and I can fire you.&lt;br /&gt;                              Liza&lt;br /&gt;Have patience! We are trying our best to save you.&lt;br /&gt;                             Rose&lt;br /&gt;(Rose's hair touches the face of Max and he pushes his face ahead to touch her lips. His mind is occupied with Sexual passion)&lt;br /&gt;It is too much! I will kill you, certainly I will kill you.&lt;br /&gt;                            Peter&lt;br /&gt;(With loud and angry tone)&lt;br /&gt;And I will fire you, certainly I will fire you.&lt;br /&gt;(His cigret fells down from his mouth. Director comes to the door and sees them. He walks fast to Peter who is still laying under the bookcase. Jill, Nick, Robin and Elizabeth enter into the library. They come around Peter and watch him)&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry tone) What the hell is going on here?&lt;br /&gt;                               Max       &lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Director) Peter is in trouble and we are trying to save him. &lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Peter) He always creates problems. How can he be in trouble? He is at his right place now. (He looks around the set and then to Liza.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Liza&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;(Director says nothing but looks to Elizabeth)                           &lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Robin, Jill and Nick)&lt;br /&gt;Put away the bookcase, otherwise Peter will die. Do fast.&lt;br /&gt;(All the three assistants help Liza, Max and Rose. The bookcase is turned away. Peter takes a deep breath and looks to Rose.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;You want to kill me?&lt;br /&gt;                            Rose&lt;br /&gt;No, sir. Actually it was Max...&lt;br /&gt;                            Peter&lt;br /&gt;(In barking tone) Just shut up...&lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;How it all happened?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;I am not interested in this incident, I want my set ready within fifteen minutes... (Looking to Peter)I would be happy to see dead Peter.&lt;br /&gt; (When Peter tries to open his mouth, director pick up the burning cigret and thrash it into his mouth. He starts smoking fast.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jill&lt;br /&gt;Jelly is asking for you.&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to him as if he has not listened him.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Director, and arranging her dress) Some press men has come here. I want to attend them with you. &lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Robin is going to meet the pressmen, You can attend them with him. I have to finish a lot of works.&lt;br /&gt;                              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I want you, not Robin.&lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;(In an irritating tone)The set is spoiled already, and queen is asking for me...and I have to shoot this scene before the sun set. So please attend the press with Robin, I will see you latter. &lt;br /&gt; (Meanwhile Liza is again busy with the set. she starts collecting the books. Director looks to Liza without any feeling)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;No, I want you.&lt;br /&gt;                               Director&lt;br /&gt;My gracious lady! I want to save your money and my time. This project must be completed with it schedules. I hope you will understand it. &lt;br /&gt;(He turns to the door and walk fast.)&lt;br /&gt;Only fifteen minutes!!! I want my set ready.&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter                                                            &lt;br /&gt;I am feeling pain in my back.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you will not die till the end of this project. (he turns and looks to Elizabeth) Honey! I think you will enjoy press with Robin.&lt;br /&gt;                        (He goes out)&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;                           Scene 19&lt;br /&gt; Characters :Jelly, director and the dress man.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/ dressing room.&lt;br /&gt; (Jelly is sitting comfortable in her chair, and the dress man is fitting a shoe in her feet. Director comes in the room and Jelly looks to him. Her eyes are shining to see him as if she has made some plan regarding director. She looks to dress man)&lt;br /&gt;                               Jelly&lt;br /&gt;You just go out.&lt;br /&gt;(Dress man looks to her and then to director. Director shakes his head in affirmation and he goes out. She forwards her leg to director and shakes them, looking to his eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;You consider me as your queen only?&lt;br /&gt;(Shaking her legs)        &lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;I hope you too will consider yourself as queen only. Why are you not trying to understand the scene? &lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Your queen is blockhead?&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;My queen is a real lady with her libido. She has everything and she believes the world is full of happiness and pleasure while her subject is highly dissatisfied. She is not a blockhead queen.&lt;br /&gt;                               Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to listen your vision regarding queen. I think you should not send your blockhead assistant for me. He is misinterpreting the psychology of queen. (Looking to her legs and laying shoes) Would you mind to serve me? It is queen order. &lt;br /&gt;(Director sits under her feet and picks up a shoe from the ground and holds her leg in his lap.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;You have beautiful legs.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking into his eyes) All the directors are always ready to kiss them...&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;You are using your state treasury in your amusement and it is almost finished, while your subject is dying of hunger. And you are completely unaware of it.  &lt;br /&gt;(He puts a shoe in her feet and takes her another feet in his lap.)&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Even all the co-stars are mad behind me.&lt;br /&gt;(She puts her another leg over his shoulder, and shakes it, looking to his eyes). You know all the youth of this era wants me.&lt;br /&gt;                             Director&lt;br /&gt;She has good collection of books, but never bother to read them, but she is always eager to listen them, and for this purpose she has appointed some people who read books for her. &lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Does your queen love some one like a woman?&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;She loves herself only.&lt;br /&gt;                                Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Loosing her patience) How can a woman loves herself only? All women want men's love.&lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;(Having puts on another shoe in her leg, he stands up.)&lt;br /&gt;I am going to shoot you in a library. You are going to meet a revolutionary leader of third state, who is eager to serve you. In stead of it,  he wants your favor because he wants to enter into the national assembly, although the election of the national assembly has not been declared.  &lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;                          Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Because you are always treating me like a queen, while all the film industry is highly interested in my sex appeal.(In a fanatic way). Ok, on the screen you can take me as your queen but off the screen you should treat me like a woman....who is ready to fall in love with a man like you...You are the director of this film...If I start loving you, it will be the great gossip news for the media...And every day I want to see myself in gossip column...&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;But I do not want myself in gossip column. I only want to finish this project.&lt;br /&gt;                              Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone)You are a big rascal. I will leave your project. People love to read about my love affairs...lusty act...so I always want some scandalous stories around me....&lt;br /&gt;(She holds her shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt;I will love you to lead on the set, my queen.&lt;br /&gt;                          Jelly&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you to lead in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;(She holds him in his arms and tries to kiss him. Roma enters into the dressing room all of sudden and looks them. Jelly sees to Roma.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Roma&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, I am looking for dress man.&lt;br /&gt;                        Director&lt;br /&gt;(Coming out of her arms)&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see you on the set. (He comes to Roma) Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;                 (He goes out.)          &lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looks to Roma and says aloud)&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see you again in my room without knocking it.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;                          Scene 20&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Elizabeth, Robin and six media persons, two of them from print and four of them form electronic media and four camera men.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in side a room.&lt;br /&gt; All the four electronic media journalists are girls. Elizabeth and Robin are sitting on two chairs side by side around a round table. Four camera men are moving their cameras around their faces.&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                      First lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;It is an historical film ?&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;At this stage we cannot say anything about this film.&lt;br /&gt;                   Second lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;You are working with a new director, do you think he is capable to handle Jelly, the sex bomb. She is very hot...Are you going to expose her in new way?&lt;br /&gt;                           Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Robin face) She is very supportive, and very enthusiastic...and she acting according to our script. &lt;br /&gt;                  Second lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;But it is said that she is going to leave this project because she is not getting chance to expose her body? &lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I think you have got wrong message. Each and every one of this unit is very much satisfied with this project.&lt;br /&gt;                      A man journalist&lt;br /&gt;But some historical scenes were very much horrible, as it is said?&lt;br /&gt;                       Elizabeth        &lt;br /&gt;It is not a horrible film, but a comedy film.&lt;br /&gt;                   Third lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;Can we see Jelly or the director?&lt;br /&gt;                                Robin&lt;br /&gt;Not now, as they are busy. &lt;br /&gt;(A canteen boy comes and serve them wine and&lt;br /&gt;something to eat.)&lt;br /&gt;                    Third lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;(taking wine, looking to Robin) Why your face is black? It is said a real fighting went on here. It is true? Even the camera man was beaten on the set and he is thinking to suit against director?&lt;br /&gt;                          Robin&lt;br /&gt;(Touching his face) I am too thinking to suit against director. (Looking to Elizabeth) May be I will do it after getting a film independently. &lt;br /&gt;                      Third lady journalist&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any problem with director ?&lt;br /&gt;                        Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your coming here. We will call all of you in the premier of this film. Thank you,Thank you very much. &lt;br /&gt;(She stands up and Robin follows him.)&lt;br /&gt;                    Third lady journalist&lt;br /&gt; But....                                                         &lt;br /&gt;                        Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;                         Scene 21&lt;br /&gt; Characters : Robin, Elizabeth and director.    &lt;br /&gt; Ent/ day/ In a gallery. &lt;br /&gt; (Robin and Elizabeth are walking, director is coming from the opposite side, he is in his own world...unaware about anything...&lt;br /&gt;                       Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In an irritating mood) Who called the press here?&lt;br /&gt;                          Robin&lt;br /&gt;How can I say? (In an tempting way).&lt;br /&gt;                        Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I do not want any negative story about this project in the media. You must check yourself. &lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt;I think I can direct a film better than this director. You should trust me. And above all, I will serve my best to you.&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(having an irritated artificial smile over her lips) Oh, how?&lt;br /&gt;                             Robin&lt;br /&gt; You are looking beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;                       Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(stops and looks to him, showing she is tempted to him, but she is highly irritated) I would love to hit on your balk part.&lt;br /&gt;                              Robin&lt;br /&gt;(with a surprise and confident that she is going to hit him)No !!&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth                            &lt;br /&gt;(with force) Yes !!&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth slaps him, and director comes there, Director is in a state of hallucination. He does not know what has happened before him.Robin looks to director without any word. Elizabeth too looks to director.)&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(She lost her control, to director) I want to talk to you just now.&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(Realizing she is telling him something) Are you telling me anything!! &lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt; (Breaks out with anger) Am I talking to your ghost?&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;(Coming into real world) Oh, Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Controlling herself) It is enough, You know, I want to talk to you right now. Come with me. (She looks to Robin) Idiot!! &lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to Robin, as if he is feeling something wrong with him.)&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to director) Do not stare me like an owl...Come with me. Press is asking a lot...Who called the press here? &lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to Robin) Who called the press? &lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;How can I say?&lt;br /&gt;                           Director&lt;br /&gt; Find out.&lt;br /&gt;                            Robin&lt;br /&gt;How can I find out?&lt;br /&gt;                         Director&lt;br /&gt; (Looking to Robin) How can I say?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He kicks his face, he is fell down.)&lt;br /&gt;                     Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;It is very bad, You always beat people.&lt;br /&gt;                            Director&lt;br /&gt;Really!!&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;But some people must be beaten.( Looking to Robin)...I think your dogs are fool.&lt;br /&gt;Come with me)&lt;br /&gt;                          Director&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my set.&lt;br /&gt;                          Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(She holds here hand leads him to her room. Some reporters enters into the gallery.When they look to the flat Robbin on the ground, they run to him, with there cameras. They starts taking photographs of unconscious Robin)&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Cut to....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3539788275841167487?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3539788275841167487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3539788275841167487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3539788275841167487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3539788275841167487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-that-scene-17-21.html' title='Nothing like that (Scene-17-21)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-2134138884742344442</id><published>2008-07-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:45:23.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that (|Scene-9-16)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Alok nandan, Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 9&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director, Elizabeth, Max and Jill, Robin.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/ in a room.&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth is moving here and there in the room angrily, She is mumbling.)&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;How much time he is taking! This project is being delayed due to Liza. Oh! Where is my coffee? I cannot tolerate such behavior with me...After all I am the producer of this project...&lt;br /&gt;(The director, Max and Jill enter into the room. All of them see Elizabeth who is still mumbling. Max and Jill look each-other and then to the director who is in his own imagination. He is looking to Elizabeth as if he is not understanding why she is here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I will not allow any one to underestimate me...Hum! Let me see what can do this man...&lt;br /&gt;(She turns and looks to Director)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(In a state of hallucination) What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;What I am doing here! (In a loud and angry voice) You asked me to stay here. You have forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I asked, but why?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;It is too much.&lt;br /&gt;Max&lt;br /&gt;Madam, You know what happened on the set..?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(turning to Max)I am not talking to you. I want both of you get out.&lt;br /&gt;(Max and Jill look to the director)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Elizabeth) But I have to instruct them regarding the next scene.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In angry but mysterious tone) And I have to instruct you regarding this project.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Ok. (He looks to Max and Jill and both of them go out, with mysterious smile. Director turns to Elizabeth.)&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to director) You are looking tired. I think you need some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I am alright! I want to complete my task.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In irritating voice) Your task is to explain me everything what is going on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(In same irritating voice) My task is to compete this movie at any condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;You do not know me, I will drop the project.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not satisfied with you.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I mean with your unit. Everything is being delayed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;But I have taken the perfect shots...&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Perfect shots !! (Coming to him) I want to see your perfect shots.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;You have to wait. I will see you the rush late night.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In a very sexy tone) How will I spend my day?&lt;br /&gt;I can wait for your rushes...if (She comes close and have her hands over his shoulder, Robin enters into the room all of sudden speaks quickly)&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;Sir, Jelly is our of mood. She is not ready for next shot...she is asking for you.&lt;br /&gt;(Then realizes that Elizabeth is having her arms around the director.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;What is the problem ? Let me see her. Excuse me, honey. I am just coming. (Very gently he freed himself  form her arms and tuned to the door. For a little while Robin looks to Elizabeth and feels strong desire to catch her but thinking of the consequence he controls himself and runs behind the director.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 10&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Jon, a doctor, Roma.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/ Day/ In side the dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;(Jon is sitting before a big mirror. His whole face has turned into black. He is very calm while the doctor is mending his face. Roma is standing besides him and watching his black face.&lt;br /&gt;Roma&lt;br /&gt;I had warned you not to touch the queen hand.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;I improved my scene, and it worked. How I was doing before the camera. It was the golden scene in my life.&lt;br /&gt; Roma&lt;br /&gt;Queen also improved her scene with you !&lt;br /&gt;(The doctor put some medicine over his face and he felt some pain.) Any way you are big gossip today.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;You mean I am popular ?&lt;br /&gt;Roma&lt;br /&gt;(In satiric way)Very popular !! All the unit is talking about you and queen. Director is looking for you to congratulate you.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;He has to. After all I have acted greatly. (Looking to the doctor who doing his face) Doctor are you healing me or killing me? You just leave my face, (Looking to Roma) Would you mind to do it please! I do need a doctor. A beautiful woman's hands are more effective than doctor's medicine. Please, doctor do not mind.&lt;br /&gt;(Doctor goes away and Roma does his face. He holds her in her arms, sitting on the chair.)&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to improve my scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 11&lt;br /&gt; Characters : Jelly, director, Robin.&lt;br /&gt; Ent/day/ Jelly dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;(The director is sitting on a chair, Robin is standing besides him and Jelly is standing in front of director and she is very angry.)&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to work more with you. Your artists are not at your command. It is horrible!! I  do not want this film.&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;(In pleasant tone) Again we have to search a new heroine, new audition...!&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Look! Even your assist is not at your hand. If you want to suit me, suit me. I will talk to my advocate.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Robin! I want to cup of cold coffee here.  Quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Robin looks to the director and runs out. He turns to Jelly.)&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) Looks to my body. Do not you think it should be exposed on the screen ? In my earlier films all the directors wanted me in less clothes...because my audience want me in less dress.....do you know how they write to me? They are mad behind my...(she looks to her breast)...and you ! You are using this nonsense dress (Looking to her special French dress.)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have done a great work. I do not want to use you as a sex symbol in this film......You are a queen here...If you do not want to do this film, I will not force you.&lt;br /&gt; Jelly&lt;br /&gt;A queen cannot be sexy? How many queen have you seen in your life?&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt; Not like you.&lt;br /&gt; Jelly&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I know you can thrill men with your....My queen thrill with intellect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (tempts for director's vision for a little while, ) How was my shot?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;You will fuck the audience.&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Excellent shots !!!&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Can I kiss you !&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;My queen does not kiss anyone&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I am Jelly.&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking very gently to her) You are my queen, not Jelly.&lt;br /&gt; Jelly&lt;br /&gt;shut up!!&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;good word in the court. I always like you in this form.&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I say just shut up! Why should I work with you?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin comes in the Room fast with two cups of hot coffee. Director comes to him and takes two cups and goes to Jelly. He serves one Jelly, and ship, it is hot cofee, he looks to the Robin. Robbin looks to him as if he does not know about the difference between the hot and the cold coffee.)&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looks to him with little surprise)&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;Cold coffee.&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt; Robin&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Jelly) I am sure my queen would like it.&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Look to her glass and test it. and she throw the glass to Robin)&lt;br /&gt; Cut to....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 12&lt;br /&gt; Characters: Jon, a doctor, Roma, director and Robin.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/ dressing room.&lt;br /&gt; The director enters into the dressing room with Robin and doctor. They see Jon and Roam are kissing each-other.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell tell you to touch her???? (He is out of temper)&lt;br /&gt; Jon&lt;br /&gt;(John looks to Roma who is still in his lap.)&lt;br /&gt;You mean to this young lady?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Loosing his control completely) I am talking about queen.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;I tried my level best to improve my scene. What do you think did I improve it in a nice way?&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever told you to improve??&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;So what!&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;How can I beat your face? There is no place.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;(He takes Roma away and stands up and comes to Director with full confident)&lt;br /&gt;I do not mind?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Oh really!&lt;br /&gt; (Director hits his face with his fist and he is knocked down. He looks to the doctor and the doctor starts giving him treatment.)&lt;br /&gt;Doctor&lt;br /&gt;Now it will be easy for me to treat him. (Looking to Rama) What do you think young lady?&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;(to Roma) Would you mind to treat me?&lt;br /&gt; (Doctor looks to Robin with blank face. But he feels Robin is going to take up Roma as Jon. Then he looks to Roma who seems ready to fall with Robin.  Director comes to Robin and looks into his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;You do not understand the difference between cold and hot coffee ! Hum!!&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;A man is not always wise.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;You are right!!&lt;br /&gt;(He hits his face with his fist and Robin is knocked down. Director turns to doctor.)&lt;br /&gt;You have to mend him too, doctor. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes outside the dressing room. Doctor looks to Roma and then to Jon and Robin who are knocked down on the ground. He holds Roma in his arms with full confident and she does not resist him. Both start kissing each-other while Robin and Jon are laying on the ground unconscious)&lt;br /&gt; Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 13&lt;br /&gt;(Director is alone, moving ahead in a big hall.)&lt;br /&gt;The set is being shifted quickly. He comes out of the set and walks to the main gate of the set. Max runs to him fast.)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I want everything properly. No more mistakes. Robin has been knocked down. Where is Peter? Control him. I do not want to bark more with him.&lt;br /&gt; Max&lt;br /&gt;He never wants to talk to assists.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;And I do not want to listen no from my dogs....Just handle him.&lt;br /&gt; Max&lt;br /&gt;He is a terrible dog.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;More than you? Let me see him.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes to Peter who is watching Rose. She is very much busy with the camera.)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt; Is everything ok Peter?&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to him like a fool man. He does not know what to speak and how to speak. Rose looks to director.)&lt;br /&gt;Rose&lt;br /&gt;(In a very natural tone) Raw stocks have not been put in the two cameras.&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to Peter and Peter first looks to Rose and then to director. He smokes quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Loosing his control) What about the other two cameras?&lt;br /&gt;Rose&lt;br /&gt;They are perfect. I have checked them.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(To Peter) Would you mind to throw your cigret away and talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;You have fucked my scene.&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;I will take care in future.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell made you camera man of this project?&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;Do not cross your limit. I am a well known camera man in this film industry. I have completed many movies projects.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Really!!&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;And I am looking for an Oscar winning project.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My barking dog now wants to win Oscar!&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;So you cannot teach me how to handle camera.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Really!! (He looks to Rose) I think your boss needs a good lesion.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns to Peter and knocks him down with one fist. Max and Rose looks to laying Peter and  standing angry Director. Director turns to Rose.)&lt;br /&gt;Where is his cigret?&lt;br /&gt;(Rose quickly searches the ground  and finds out the burning cigret and takes it up and looks to Director for next order.)&lt;br /&gt;Put it in his mouth, I am sure he will like to smoke&lt;br /&gt;(Rose puts the cigret in his mouth, and he smokes it with full speed, although he is unconscious.)&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Rose) You must co-operate with my dog.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to Max) Is it ok?&lt;br /&gt;Rose and Max&lt;br /&gt;(together) Yes sir!&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I want my set within half and hour.&lt;br /&gt;Max&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of Liza as she is always late.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry about her, mind you own business.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes away.)&lt;br /&gt;Cut to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Scene 14&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director and Liza, Jill&lt;br /&gt;Ext /day/A public political stage.&lt;br /&gt;(Liza is working over working on stage. He is working fast with the black paint. She is standing over a ladder. She has a brush in her one hand and a box of an open paint in her second hand. She is very much busy doing brushing. Director comes to stage and watches it. She is unaware about his presence. Director comes to the stage and stands besides the ladder. He is watching field of action. He is lost in his own world. All of sudden Liza looses her balance over the paint box and the whole paint of the box pour down over his face and body, even the box drops over his head. His face becomes black. He looks to Liza and Liza comes down fast.)&lt;br /&gt;Liza&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to director) Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to her face but says nothing. It seems that he is in his own imaginative world. Jill comes  fast to stage. He is loosing his breathe.)&lt;br /&gt;Jill&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth is calling you. Peter has created some problem.&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to Jill and then to Liza. He slowly comes down from the stage and goes out. Jill looks to Liza and follows him quickly.)&lt;br /&gt; Cut to...&lt;br /&gt; Scene 15&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Peter, Robin, Jon, Elizabeth, Director and Jill.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter, Robin, Jon and Elizabeth are sitting around a round table. All the three men have black faces. Peter is smoking in his own style.)&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;He has beaten all of you!  It is interesting. All of you want me to kick off the director. Great!! But will you tell me please who will direct the film? And you all know  very well that it is his script.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;I do not want any action against director. (Touching his own face) But of course I will say,  his hand is very hard....(In a dramatic style)  harder than the shoes of queen.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(smiling) And what about you Robin?&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;If you think better, I will direct this film.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;You are forgetting it is his script. And above all, I do not want you to direct my any film....If you are not comfortable with him you can walk on.&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;I want to complete this project.&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Good!! (Turning to Peter) I know you are always a dis-satisfied soul. What can I do for you? (In an irritating tone) Would you mind to stop smoking, please!&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;br /&gt;How can I tolerate a mad man? Look! what he has done with my face?&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Entering into the room with his black face. Jill is following him)&lt;br /&gt;Peter! You are looking beautiful. I think your wife will be happy to see it.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter turns his face to him and smokes quickly. The director comes to the table and sits on a vacant chair.) What is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;He is not comfortable with you. You have treated him brutally. He is thinking to suit against you....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to peter)Oh, really !! But May I know why? I would love to listen your words.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter says nothing but smokes fast.)&lt;br /&gt;It seems you have earned a lot, but I am sure your wife would not like to loose a single penny. You have done a blunder today, and now you are thinking to suit against me. Wonderful! Who is responsible for the two vacant camera.....Do you know if I suit against you how much money you will have to pay me....Be a good dog and do not bark more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(With a little surprise) What are you saying I am not getting.&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;I am just imagining about his wife...(To Peter) Will she tolerate you without money,&lt;br /&gt;Peter ?&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are a hell.&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Elizabeth) Would you like to take some hot coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I will love hot...&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Robin) Run fast....four hot coffees.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin looks to him and runs fast to the door)&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;(looking to director) I hope you will not cut my improved scene during editing.&lt;br /&gt; Director&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I will not cut the improved action of my queen, (Looking to peter) Peter was it not great?&lt;br /&gt; Jon&lt;br /&gt;As a director, you must understand the heart of an artist. You know I was continuously thinking about that improvisation.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;I will think of it. But now your face it not fit for next scene...It has turned black....and I am making color film.&lt;br /&gt;Jon&lt;br /&gt;You have also contributed turning it black.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin comes fast with a spot boy who serves them coffee.)&lt;br /&gt; Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(Taking a sip from the cup and looks to Robin)&lt;br /&gt;It is a hot coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;Yes Madam!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) How can I man be sure after getting a knock down fist over his face?&lt;br /&gt; (Max runs fast into the room)&lt;br /&gt;Max&lt;br /&gt;(To director) The set is almost ready, but Liza is still delaying.&lt;br /&gt; Peter&lt;br /&gt;She is always horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;br /&gt;(Standing up) Let us start.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes out of the room and all of the follow him)&lt;br /&gt;Cut to.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 16.&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Director, Robin, Max, Jill, Nick, Liza, Peter, Rose, Jack. Tam, light men.&lt;br /&gt; Ext /day/A public political stage.&lt;br /&gt;(Three camera have been set-up around the political stage. One camera has bee fixed with trolly. Liza is hanging some political posters around the stage. Each poster is explaining the dissatisfaction of the common people of France. Director sits on the trolly and looks the shooting field through the camera. He sees Liza through camera lens who is busy with her work. Robin, Max, Jill, Nick, Peter, Rose, Tam, light men are standing around the trolly. Jack is standing on the stage, remembering his dialogue, looking tense. A big crowd is standing around the stage.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Jack&lt;br /&gt;(With dramatization)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;                                Director&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud voice) I do not want an artist or politician here...I just want a barking dog...I want a sprit of a barking street dog.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Jack&lt;br /&gt;I am an actor, not a dog.&lt;br /&gt;                                Director&lt;br /&gt;Then you must be for this scene.&lt;br /&gt;(Liza listens there words and runs fast from the stage.)&lt;br /&gt;Who will speak from crowd?&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to Max.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  Max&lt;br /&gt;How can I say? You have not instructed me in this regard.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Director&lt;br /&gt;This scene is not complete without crowd's dialogue, have you not read scene properly? Who the hell has made you my assistant? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Max&lt;br /&gt;(He takes the scene from Jill's hand and read it quickly.  )&lt;br /&gt;                                   Director&lt;br /&gt;(Looks here and there and then sees Jon standing besides Peter)&lt;br /&gt;I think your black face will work before the camera, Would you mind to stand among the crowd, of course you have to say some words.  &lt;br /&gt;                                      Jon&lt;br /&gt;I always love to act before camera.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Director&lt;br /&gt;But I do not want any improvement, is it clear?&lt;br /&gt; (Director looks to Max and Max provides him his dialoges. He takes it and advance towards the crowd in front of the stage.)&lt;br /&gt;(Everything is framed properly according to camera angles.)&lt;br /&gt; (Nick comes with a clap before camera.)&lt;br /&gt;                           Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;Action !!&lt;br /&gt;                                         Jack&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;Cut! ...What are you doing? Bark like a mad dog! You just imagine that you are a hungry mad dog who is ready to bite any one.&lt;br /&gt;(Jack looks to him and recall his dialouges)&lt;br /&gt;Ok next take.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take 16.&lt;br /&gt; (All the crew is tired to listen this. )&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take 32.&lt;br /&gt;                               The director&lt;br /&gt;(Comes to tired Jack who is trying his level best to perform best. he looks into his eyes and say slowly)&lt;br /&gt;You just repeat with me. I am a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jack&lt;br /&gt;I am a mad dog..&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;I am mad, mad mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jack&lt;br /&gt;I am mad, mad mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(With full anger in fanatic way)I am mad dog, I am dog, I am a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Jack&lt;br /&gt;(In a same fanatic tone) I am mad dog, I am dog, I am a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Director quickly runs back to camera, and looks to  Nick. Nick runs fast to the stage with his clip board)&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history!  Scene 80, take 33.&lt;br /&gt;                                Director&lt;br /&gt;Action!!&lt;br /&gt;                                          Jack&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy. (He performs excellently, and he starts barking like a mad dog as if soul of a dead dog has occupied him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Director looks to Jon who is standing in the crowd)     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Jon&lt;br /&gt;(with a fanatic angry tone)&lt;br /&gt;Why appeal to the mob when 95 per cent of them do not understand politics, and can do nothing but mischief without leaders? And what sort of leaders do they vote for? For Titus Oates and Lord George Gordon with their Popish plots, for Hitlers who call on them to exterminate Jews, for Mussolinis who rally them to nationalist dreams of glory and empire in which all foreigners are enemies to be subjugated.'&lt;br /&gt;                              Director&lt;br /&gt;Ok!!&lt;br /&gt;                                 Rose&lt;br /&gt;(to Peter, who is standing besides him) I am not getting the script. How French people of 1789 will talk about Hitler and Mussolini?&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Smoking his cigret) I good camera man never think about script, he always think technically.&lt;br /&gt;(Director comes to Jon)&lt;br /&gt;                                Director&lt;br /&gt;(Director comes fast to Jon and grab his neck. In a fanatic tone) Where is Hitler and Mussolini in my script.  &lt;br /&gt;                                       Jon&lt;br /&gt; I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;                                    Director&lt;br /&gt;Then how did you say it?&lt;br /&gt;                                      Jon&lt;br /&gt;(With a little pride) I just improved it. How was my expression? (Looking to his eyes) You are free to hit me....&lt;br /&gt;                                 Director&lt;br /&gt; I like you expression, but will cut you dialouge during editing.&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jon&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jack is still barking and all the crew are looking to him with little surprise and smile.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   Peter&lt;br /&gt;All the unit will go mad till the end of the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Cut to...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-2134138884742344442?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/2134138884742344442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=2134138884742344442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/2134138884742344442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/2134138884742344442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-like-that-scene-9-16.html' title='Nothing like that (|Scene-9-16)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-2145869682438021519</id><published>2008-06-30T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:10:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that (|Scene-8))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Alok nandan, Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;br /&gt; Characters :The director, Max, Jill, Nick, Jon, Peter, Rose Jelly, Robin, Jack, Liza, Tam. Roma, four camera men and some lights men.  &lt;br /&gt;(The director is standing besides Peter. He is lost in his own world. Peter is still smoking and setting a camera. Rose is watching how Peter is working. Max, Jill, Nick and Jon  are standing behind the director.)&lt;br /&gt;                                Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Looking through the camera) I do not think this angle will work. If you want to catch this whole court, you have to start from…&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;(Very normally) From your cigret !&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to him, and smokes fast.)&lt;br /&gt; You have your suggestion for your woman, and I am sure your woman too would not like your suggestion.     &lt;br /&gt; (Rose looks to the director as if she is ready to disobey of his master and join the directorial team.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt; You want to open this scene from the painting frame. But where is the frame?&lt;br /&gt;(Moving his camera to that part of the set where Liza was hanging a French art earlier.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looks to that direction) You are not seeing the frame? How can you see ?  You know only how to bark. And when a dog barks, his eyes are closed. You stop barking and see to that direction.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter sees to that direction)&lt;br /&gt;Now are you seeing the frame?&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Realizing that the director still wants to cover that place, and something is being arranged the gap)&lt;br /&gt; It is horrible to work with you.&lt;br /&gt;                                The director&lt;br /&gt;You are most welcome. I hope we will make a great movie.&lt;br /&gt; (Jelly comes with the queen dress and the shoes. She is feeling uncomfortable. The director looks to Max. Max runs to Jelly.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(to Max) My shot is ready?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Max&lt;br /&gt;The camera is just waiting for you. You have to sit on that important chair comfortably (He indicates to a well-decorated chair) and have to look to that painting. (He sees to the vacant chair)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to that vacant direction with surprise) But where is the painting?&lt;br /&gt; (Peter looks to the director, and then to the Rose who is standing besides him)&lt;br /&gt;                                  Rose&lt;br /&gt;(In slow voice to the Peter) She will see the painting soon like you.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to her as if he will kill her then and there. She quickly turns her face to the  vacant place.)&lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;(To Jelly) Queen you must take your position. (To Max) Max you help her. I want open my scene from the painting and then the camera will move to my queen. Where is the bishop? &lt;br /&gt;(John runs fast to the director)&lt;br /&gt;                                 John&lt;br /&gt;I am here.&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;I do not want you here, Just stands besides the thrown.&lt;br /&gt;(Max takes Jelly to the thrown. She is asked to sit on the thrown carelessly, She sat on the thrown. Bishop stand before her.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Max&lt;br /&gt;(To jelly) Now, you look to the painting. Are you ready bishop?&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jelly&lt;br /&gt;But where is the painting?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Max&lt;br /&gt;Madam! You just imagine that there is a beautiful painting here. And you are watching it, and trying to understand the painting. Bishop have to some words…but you are not careful about his words as you are very much occupied with the painting.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do it without painting. I do not have that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;(Meanwhile the director is busy behind the camera.He watches the frame and seems satisfied.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt; The frame is ok. Now I want the expression. (In a loud voice) Queen and bishop, are you ready? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Max&lt;br /&gt;She is lacking feeling as there is no painting here.&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(In a fanatic tone) Is she the daughter of Leo nardo the Vinchi ! Tell her to look to that direction and imagine about her fucking boy friend who pleased her most in the bed. I want that expression! Is it clear Jelly?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) Is it the way to treat a heroin?&lt;br /&gt;                            The direction&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking you to imagine me in your bed. I think you are always comfortable with your boy friend. So you should not have any problem. Just try, And I am sure I will get the real expression of my queen. &lt;br /&gt;                                     Jelly&lt;br /&gt;You are impossible!!&lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;And you are very sweet!! Just try it.&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly becomes happy and goes to the throne. she sits on it and looks to the vacant painting place.) I want a rehearsal. Are you ready Bishop?&lt;br /&gt;                                  John&lt;br /&gt;(In a very stylists way like a superstar attitudes) I am always ready for acting.(He looks here and there)&lt;br /&gt;make-up man come here.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;No more make up, please. I want a simpleton bishop. And you looks a real simpleton without make-up. Just go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;(John comes near to Jelly and looks into her eyes with full confidence. Jelly turns her head to the vacant painting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(to Max)Where is crowd?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Max&lt;br /&gt;Crowd!&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone)The regular attendants of the queen court ?&lt;br /&gt;                                    Peter&lt;br /&gt;(In his harsh irony voice) A child takes nine months to come on the earth. Where will get crowd now?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The director&lt;br /&gt;I want at least ten court persons in the court scene, including the most simpleton court's man. Do it now. I have instructed everything very clearly earlier. &lt;br /&gt;                                    Peter&lt;br /&gt;You always have best command over your team! Our light men can act better in this film.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him) Some time you bark wise words. Collect all the men who are not active behind the screen. (Turning to the dress man) The dresses are ready for them?&lt;br /&gt;                           The dress man&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Our team has done a hard home work over it.&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to Max) Run fast. I want ten men with proper French dress. &lt;br /&gt;(The dress man and Max runs fast to collect the men.)&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(mumbling) How horrific to work here. I cannot tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;                                   John&lt;br /&gt;(Coming near to her) I have improved this scene, would you like to give me a support please.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I am going to act here. So how can I know you have improved the scene. And above all, I do not want to talk to a Junior artist.&lt;br /&gt;                                  John&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean by Junior artist? I may be an unknown artist but Junior one.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone,) I do not care. I am having the worse experience in this movie. Oh god, I do not know will this movie comes on box office or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Nick) Have you explained everything Jelly.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In fanatic tone) How to dance under a rain! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Nick&lt;br /&gt; But it is not a rain scene.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;(In cool voice)Thank you very much for your kind knowledge. It is not a rain scene. You are great. (Again in a fanatic angry voice) I am talking about this particular scene. What she has to act, and her would be her dialogue delivery style. Did you get the point? &lt;br /&gt;                                       Nick&lt;br /&gt;(Nick He looks around and sees Jack who is still busy with his script paper. When Jack listen his name he runs fast to Nick. Jack looks to the director very proudly.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jack&lt;br /&gt; Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The director&lt;br /&gt;(Indicating to Nick, to Jack, in fanatic tone) You bite this dog, I would love dog fighting here.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;(to director)  I do not think today you will shoot a single shot here.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The director&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prediction.&lt;br /&gt;                                       Peter&lt;br /&gt;You and your team only work on camera displacement. My rose can handle better all you creative world. (Looking to the Rose) Can you do it Rose?&lt;br /&gt;                                     Rose&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Max and comes with ten people. All are in old French dress. Max asks them to sit in front of the throne of the queen. The director goes behind the camera again and check the frame.)&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(to Jelly) You just sit and watch the painting. When the second man deliver his dialogues, You put of your shoes and throw to him forcefully. You are free to use you next shoe according to your own way. You are a spoiled queen. You are free to do act freely in your kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to Max)&lt;br /&gt;What people deliver the two dialogues from the crowd? &lt;br /&gt;(The two people from the crowd says loudly)&lt;br /&gt;We are sir. We have remembered all the dialogues.&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry sir, we are the canteen boys here, and have seen many shooting. We know very well how to deliver the dialogues.&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Every thing is ok. No rehearsal just the final shot. Where is the puppy?&lt;br /&gt;(a production man runs fast to the director with a basket)&lt;br /&gt;Her is puppy.&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;Go and put it on the queen lap.&lt;br /&gt;(The production man runs to Jelly who is sitting very comfortably on the throne. He comes near to her and opens the box and take out a small dog. Jelly looks to him with irritation.)&lt;br /&gt;                        The production man&lt;br /&gt;Take it in your lap. (Without giving her any opportunity he puts the puppy in her lap.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I hate puppy! I cannot shoot with this puppy.&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;You just think that it is your lover. You are very much in love with it. You just kiss it and let it kiss you. I want an intense relationship&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;How can a beautiful lady like me love a puppy? I do not want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;Darling! My queen loves her puppy too much. And she does not mind to cut head of those who say anything against her puppy. And now you are my queen, so I will not allow you go without this puppy. Is it clear?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;But no one has tell me anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been written very clear in my script. You should have read it before signing the contract. (In fanatic tone) I want my puppy in your lap means I want my puppy in your lap. (Being cool) May I know why do you hate puppy?&lt;br /&gt;                                Jelly&lt;br /&gt;It mouth smells bad.&lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the production man) Wash the mouth of the puppy and spread some decent scent over its body. (Looking to Jelly) Is it ok my queen?&lt;br /&gt;(The production  man takes some tooth pest and washes the mouth of the puppy and then spray some scent.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Jack&lt;br /&gt;(To director) You are treating a man like a dog and a dog like a man!&lt;br /&gt; (The director looks to him but says nothing. He is still busy with his camera.)&lt;br /&gt;(The production man puts the puppy again over her lap, and she looks to it in disgust. )&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Now you look to the painting.&lt;br /&gt;(She turns to the vacant painting place with disgust and sees that Liza is hanging another beautiful painting there. The director is watching the painting through camera lens.)&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Peter! other four cameras are ready?&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;If your action is ready, I would like to handle my camera. &lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Good. I want open the scene from the  beautiful French painting.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;(In his barking way) I do not care if this painting is beautiful or not. I will shoot whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;(The director leaves the camera and the Peter takes charge.)&lt;br /&gt;                        The director&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Silent! Light!!, Sound !! camera !!!&lt;br /&gt;(Nick come with a clap before camera.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Nick&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Mystery of history! Scene 79 take one.&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;                             Action !!&lt;br /&gt; (Liza runs away quickly at the last hours from the frame.)&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Mumbles) horrible. (And cover the painting, the director listens his words but does not care.A man from the crowd comes near to queen and looks to the puppy of the queen)&lt;br /&gt;                             The man&lt;br /&gt;Queen! your puppy is very beautiful and smart. If I were this puppy, you would have me in your lap and touch my head through your beautiful fingers, and would give me testy and delicious food to eat…and of course some time you would kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looks to him and smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       Jelly&lt;br /&gt;You are so smart! you want to be my puppy, and kiss.&lt;br /&gt;(She puts out one of her costly French- shoes and throw to the man. He catches it and says gladly)&lt;br /&gt;                                The man&lt;br /&gt;(Proudly) Oh! You are so kind to me. It is a nice gift to me. I will take it to my home and worship it. Can I do, Queen!&lt;br /&gt;(The queen looks to him with smile, shakes her head in affirmation. The man goes back to his place, having  his shoe at his heart.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    John&lt;br /&gt; For a good kingdom, it is important to have the subject dissatisfied. If they have enough to eat, they will start thinking and a thinking subject is never good for an empire and its activity. (He holds her hands and she open her another shoe and kicks more than sixty times. All the units realized the seriousness. and the director was very calm to see the scene, as if he was not watching the scene. All the fours cameras are moving all around the hall according to a plan way, and director was very much free. All his assist dogs are just watching the one way fighting. When Jelly flowed all her beating  energy over the Bishop and exhausted she looked to the director. She throw the shoe to the painting and breaks it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Iner cut....&lt;br /&gt; Liza runs fast to the painting  and the director camera moves to the painting, she was trying to hang again.&lt;br /&gt; (He looks to Peter.) &lt;br /&gt;I love you Peter.&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you are making a film?&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to His assistacenes )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cut to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All his assistants dogs bark in a lound voice proudly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Cut to&lt;br /&gt;                                                  ……Cut to……&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-2145869682438021519?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/2145869682438021519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=2145869682438021519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/2145869682438021519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/2145869682438021519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-like-that-scene-8.html' title='Nothing like that (|Scene-8))'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-7048594076045166884</id><published>2008-06-28T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:27:56.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pages of a torn-diary (part -25)</title><content type='html'>by Alok nandna Dedicated to a Nightingale&lt;br /&gt;23 October.&lt;br /&gt;All the students are very much busy in the preparation of the examination. I always hate examinations. How can a format evaluate a man's ability? Examination is not my concern. I spend my time moving here and there. I have just come back from my school, spending five hours there in my class-room. I was completely alone and thought about the school life of Adolf Hitler and Carl Jung. History was the most favorite subject of child Hitler, because he got and excellent history teacher, who would not narrate history, but would show history through words. When the teacher would say, the child mind of Hitler would feel the thrill of Greek mythology and the glory of war. It was the teacher who was forming is his mind. The face of the dull history teacher of my school removed before my mind. And for a little while, I felt it was my misfortune not to get such a history teacher. I do not know how my mind turns to history, but I can say it has attracted me like a current of the running water, and unknowingly I tried to flow with the current.&lt;br /&gt;Karl Gustav was knocked down by another boy in the school and ''fainted problem.'' Why? And latter he wrote The psychology of the Unconscious. The history teacher of the Adolf's class was shaping the Unconscious  of Hitler. I was unable to understand what this school gave me. Nothing !!! School is a format....it constructs mind in a certain format....while mind does not like format. Who care of the examination? And  Why? Let me see, what questions they are going to ask in examination. I hate questions that have been repeated been repeated again and again in the examinations.....I know I have a brutal fight ahead, and it is making me happy and life full. I always want to fight,  how can I leave without fight. My Russian Venture has been stopped forcefully, no matter. Let me learn some lesions from this great un-success. Learn from your un-success, it will lead you to success. No one will catch me,  I am alone in my war. And I am in an advance condition, because I can count my opponents. I think the message of the unification of all the three countries have been spread in the class room. And it can be converted into an international issue. Is my mind  is sure about it? Perhaps sure! Let me enjoy bottles of cold beers.                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;24 October&lt;br /&gt;I am alone in my Omen and drinking the fourth bottles of beer, sitting before the portrait of Adolf Hitler, other six bottles are laying in the cartoon box.&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you kill Jews?, Why ? Why?? Why???'' I feel his alive eyes, looking to me, but no words. &lt;br /&gt;" I know, You waned to fight only, because were in the world of imagination. What was your imagination? You wanted to make only drawing? It would have been better if you had worked hard with pencil, brush and drawing papers. An artist leads the world to a classic war, why? Because he was leading an imagination, and millions of minds are following his imagination. What was  that imagination? Anti-Semitic? Wait ! let me try  best to recall the words of Jung, .... it is not in my mind...he said ....it in a bulleting...Let me listen your words...Adolf ! What I am going to do, you know? How can you know? Never Adolf!! Never!!!...Even I do not know...Ha!! I have no imagination like you, but I know how to fight.....For what who will care? Why are you looking to me only? I know you never drank in your life, always liked milk. But I love to drink beer....I do not want a Leader Hitler, I want a worrier Hitler! I think better while I drink......Oh! I am very much relax with you, but you cannot capture my mind....because you are past, and I am present let me decide my future. I will make my around clean. ....I know I am a dead drunk, but who care about it????????????&lt;br /&gt;I think I have read a lot during my deprssion phase, and uncocously it running in my mind. But when I was reading I did not what I was reading....My eyes were running fast only over the words, but my mind was some where else.....The words printed in the mind works how, no one knows.  What I am doing, Talking to Hitler......It is possible when, when you drink too much....And I always believe wine is my best friend.....Sorry Hitler! I like milk in the morning only.....Let me drink beer with you.....I know you can only see me from this frame......I am very happy....because I have to fight............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-7048594076045166884?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/7048594076045166884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=7048594076045166884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/7048594076045166884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/7048594076045166884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-pages-of-torn-diary-part-25.html' title='Some pages of a torn-diary (part -25)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-159358366725231420</id><published>2008-06-28T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:38:04.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pages of a torn-diary (part -24)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by Alok nandna Dedicated to a Nightingale)&lt;br /&gt;15 October&lt;br /&gt;I am a man without dream and hope. I am sinking deep in the world of sorrow and trying hard to find out my goal. A man cannot be imagined without dream, efforts, failure and success. I think and think and think only. I do not need women, I do not need friends, I want my goal only. How can I get it? Who will help me to get my goal? I spend my whole day moving here and there. I went to my old school in the evening and sat in the class-room till late night alone. I sit at the same place where I would sit as a blooming boy in the class room. I recall all the faces, the boys, the teachers, the peon, the principal. I am unable to understand the importance of all the education that has been given to me. I can recall I was not ready to accept their words, and I was always threatened by the teachers. In stead of class-rooms, I would walk to the nearby theatres for morning movies shows.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16. October&lt;br /&gt;The dates of the final examination have been declared by the Institute of Journalism. All the students are busy in preparations. They are exchanging notes and books. But do not care about notes and books. Even I do not care about the examinations. Let them read I will go according to my own ways. This examination culture never attracts me. The yellow eyes girls came to my Omen today with the round face girl. They were talking a lot of the examination. I was not talking interest in their words,  I am still struggling against the shadow of my father.&lt;br /&gt;I drank badly the late night with the young director.  As usual he told me a lot of stories about women. I was dead drunk when I came back in my Omen. I stood before the portrait of Adolf Hitler and tried to recall his words against his father. In a fit of frustration, I said again and again, '' I am good for nothing. I am good for nothing.'' I fell down on the ground.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 18. October&lt;br /&gt;There is a pain in my whole body. I have been laying on the bed for two days. I have seen some black spots over my face, these are the results of too much drinking. I want a peaceful life. The black's girl younger has sent a letter to me through her brother. I have read it again and again. I feel she is a passionate girl. She may be helpful to me. I am thinking to call her. But she will ask a lot of questions seeing my distorted face. I cannot move outsides Omen with this face. I should stay here. I open an old box and search it without any object. I get my revolver in this  box, made of chine. Seeing this revolver, a suicidal approach emerges in my mind. I take the revolver and check it and then put it on my head. I think what will happen if I shoot myself. People will come to my Omen and will see my dead body and talk about me. How they will talk about me? I look to the picture of Adolf Hitler and think about his death. It is very easy to kill other man than to kill oneself. Undoubtedly Hitler was a brave man. He finished himself. I think about his all group who committed suicide with him, Gobels, his wife and their children. It was a collective suicide. The word of Durkhim comes in my mind, ''both life and death forces exist in a human being. Both have same intensity. Oh! What I am thinking? I am thinking to kill myself? But why? Because I have been stopped by my father? Knovalov, a hard drinker character of Maxim Gorki emerges before my eyes.  I listen the sounds of his words,'' How a man can stand when all the black forces of the world are ready to push him down?  I want to live but see nothing to catch. I do not believe in wife, children and land. I have no hunger for them. How a man does spend his life kissing the same lips again and again? I do not know what I want? And no one can tell me what I want.'' When I write I feel I am discharging my all worries. Oh ! Now I am  very much relaxed to write it. Now I want to walk out side my Omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 October.&lt;br /&gt;I read the pages of books but do not understand its meaning, something is going on very deep in my mind, but I am unable to recognize it. What is it? I am not sure. I know no one can help me, and above all I cannot ask for help to any one. Perhaps my fighting sprit has been killed. I think about Nepolian Bonapart, alone in the Sent Hellena Island. He was captured after Waterloo and spent six years there. What he would do there? He would talk to himself, and would think about all his 40 battles. I am just like him, alone in my Omen and think about my Russian venture. My empire has been destructed before its construction, and the world will never know anything about it. Nepolian would say, my ideas have been stolen by the world after my defeat and I say, my ideas have been aborted before its birth. I am in more painful condition than would be Nepolian. The life is a hell to me. Let me think something different. But what? About girls! About wine ? Or About these books...? Yes about these books. Let me read something. But I know reading is not my medicine. My body is fit, my mind is fit but my soul has been wounded, and nothing can heal a wounded soul.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 October.&lt;br /&gt; All the students of Journalism have been asked to submit a project. They have been guided to make a practical copy whatever subject they like. Girls are interested in fashion worlds and boys are interested in politics and day to day activities. They are discussing more and more over this project but I am not sure what I should do? After a little thought I decided to work over the concept of Unification of India, Pakistan and Bangla desh. I pick up the map of all the three countries and creates ten questions regarding this issues. All questions are yes or no format. I personally visits to some unknown people and ask these questions. I interview more than hundred people and convert all the information into statistics. The result of this survey is amazing. 98 percent people think that the unification of all these three countries should be done, but 100 percent people think that it is impossible. When I arrange all the information in a proper way, I start thinking of the lay out. The first Volume of Das Capital by Karl Marx catches my eyes. I adopt the lay out of this first German Volume, although I know nothing about the German language. I work with two sketch pens...red and black and write over it..'' The Survey of The unification of glory.'' Now I am highly satisfied with this project work. Let me see what other students have done with this project.         &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;22 October.&lt;br /&gt;This project work has pushed me deep into the mysterious&lt;br /&gt;  cave of history. My mind is moving around the unification of Italy and Germany. Around Mezni, the soul  of Italy ! Around Gareboldy, the sword of Italy !  And around Count Caboure, the mind of Italy!!! I can feel the strength of these heroes. I can see the shining eyes of Bismark. I can listen his words, ''All the problems of this world are solved not through talks but iron and rod. '' A man who sees dreams with open eyes has ability to lead the world. Now I am very much enthusiastic and energetic, let me enjoy this world again with new life and new mind. Round face girl! Where are your! Yellow eyes girl ! Where are you ! My black darling! Where are you ! You all come to me, I will love all of you together. Yes! I can do it, I can do it, I can do it.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 October.&lt;br /&gt;All the students are submitting their project works one by one to the professor in-charge. Ah! He is always funny with his clumsy dress. My project work is moving all around the class, from one hand to another hand, while I am sitting in a corner and reading Sons and lovers by Thomas Hardy. The Muslim girl comes to me says, ''To much reading is not good to mind.'' I look to her. She seems beautiful and attractive. I smile and say,'' You are looking beautiful. ''&lt;br /&gt;''I never like these words. Have you submitted your project work.''&lt;br /&gt;''No. But just about to submit it.''&lt;br /&gt;''May I see it.''&lt;br /&gt;''Why not, but you have to wait because it is moving all around the class. You know all the students want to see it,'' I say proudly.&lt;br /&gt;''I do not want to see it. I have made my own project. Do you want to see it? ''&lt;br /&gt;''Of  course.''&lt;br /&gt;She gives me her project work. Theme of her project is women under Islam rules. I turn the pages of her project and realize that this girl has a beautiful mind behind tough nature.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you thinking? '' She asks to me.&lt;br /&gt;''I always think to kiss you in a violent way, but today I want to hug you pleasantly.''&lt;br /&gt;For a little while she looks to me with surprise and asks, ''Why?''&lt;br /&gt;''Because I am falling in love with you.''&lt;br /&gt;''Just shut up !''&lt;br /&gt;She takes her project work from my hand and goes away. I again turn to Sons and lovers.&lt;br /&gt;Later I am called by the professor in-charge. He is very angry to see the lay out of my project.&lt;br /&gt;''What is it?'' he asks to me.&lt;br /&gt;''My project.'' I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Who will understand it? What is the importance of this project?'' &lt;br /&gt;''You will not understand it? ''&lt;br /&gt;''No.''&lt;br /&gt;''Then throw it away.''&lt;br /&gt;''Are you going to submit another project?''&lt;br /&gt;''Never! Because I know I have done my best. Now the ball is in your court, whatever you like you do it.''&lt;br /&gt;I say and come out of his room. &lt;br /&gt;Latter I am informed that my project has been thrown away, but I am happy that my work has ability to react people fanatically. &lt;br /&gt;If people react to see you or to here you, it means you are alive...your soul is alive!!! Yes I am alive!! My soul is alive !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-159358366725231420?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/159358366725231420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=159358366725231420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/159358366725231420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/159358366725231420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-pages-of-torn-diary-part-24.html' title='Some pages of a torn-diary (part -24)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3743521624394261301</id><published>2008-06-16T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:03:57.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like that (|Scene 1 ot 7))</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(Alok  nandan,  Dedicated to a far voice.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Jelly and a make-up man, and a dress man&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/make-up room.&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly is sitting in front of a big mirror. She is in a sexy dress. A make-up man is doing her hair, and a dress- man is standing beside him with a pair of French-shoes and a Classic French Dress of seventeenth century.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt; (Looking into the mirror, She watches her lips and breasts with pride)&lt;br /&gt;All men want sexy women. Men are crazy behind hair, lips and….. (Looking to the woods)…They must be exposes on the screen. (To the make-up man) What are you doing with my hair?&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                        The make up man&lt;br /&gt;I am making your hair straight madam, as I have been ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Do not be stupid. I want my hair curly. It gives me a sexy look.&lt;br /&gt;                       The make-up man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a queen, you need a sober and decent look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I do not care. What people want form me is important. You do what I say.&lt;br /&gt;(the make-up man starts doing her hair curly.)&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;                             The dress man&lt;br /&gt;(Showing her a dress) Madam! You have to put on this dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looking to a dress in disgust)&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;                           The dress man&lt;br /&gt;Your dress for the court scene.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking nice in my won dress. I need no change. You know who has given it to me? I have promised him that I will put on it in one of my movie. &lt;br /&gt;                            The dress man&lt;br /&gt;But I have been instructed very clearly regarding this scene. I have researched hard to create this period dress. You are playing a role of seventeenth century fun loving queen.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. But it is not the seventeenth century. Do what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     The dress man&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jelly&lt;br /&gt;No but, just follow my instruction. I want to lead this era, era of beauty and sex.  (Enthusiastically) I want to make every one mad behind me.  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                               Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Actor Jack, and assistant director Nick&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/ in side his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actor Jack is sitting very comfortable in his chair. There is a paper in his hand. He is in a make-up of a leader, a very corrupt leader of the French revolution of 1789, belonging The third state. He looks to the script and tries to read some of his dialogues)&lt;br /&gt;                                Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He reads it, as he is remembering the) Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy. (And looks to the assistant director Nick, who is not satisfied of his dialogue delivering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Assistant director Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are doing ? It is an aggressive dialogue. You are supposed to be aggressive. You are Marro, very clever and aggressive leader of this revolution. Just catch the essence of the dialogues.  &lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                               Jack&lt;br /&gt;(He tries again) Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy. (Again the assistant director is not satisfied.)&lt;br /&gt;                      Assistant director Nick&lt;br /&gt;(With a irritation but cold words) You are not getting the point. You must be aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Jack&lt;br /&gt;If I am a leader of a revolution, Why will I proclaim myself a mad dog? Who has written this script?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Assistant director Nick&lt;br /&gt;The director himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jack&lt;br /&gt;Tell him to change my dialogues. I want some decent and powerful dialogues. Is it the dialogue…I am a mad dog ? I will bite…Tell him to change this dialogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Assistant director Nick&lt;br /&gt;If you ask him to change this dialogue he will bite you and you will die. Please remember all the dialogue and come on the set….and of course with aggression. Why do not you stand up and improve your dialogue delivery style?&lt;br /&gt;                               Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stand up and move here and there. He recites the dialogue as poetry)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Cut  to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Scene 3&lt;br /&gt;Characters :  Artist Jon, a junior lady artist Roma and Assistant director Robin.  &lt;br /&gt;Ent /day/ in side a room. &lt;br /&gt;Artist Jon is in a bishop dress. He has a bible in his hand, and a script in his another hand and a cigret in his mouth. Roma is standing before him.&lt;br /&gt;                           Artist Jon&lt;br /&gt;I have a chance to prove me acting skill. So I need your help. I will deliver my dialogue before you. You just support me as Jelly, the queen of the sinking empire.&lt;br /&gt;                                   Roma&lt;br /&gt;First you throw your cigret away. What you are saying I am not getting.&lt;br /&gt;                             Artist Jon&lt;br /&gt;Ok (He throws his cigret, and looks to his dialogue's paper. He changes his mood and tries to become a decent bishop. He looks to her and deliver his dialogues, in a loud pitch)&lt;br /&gt;For a good kingdom, it is important to have the subject dissatisfied. If they have enough to eat, they will start thinking and a thinking subject is never good for an empire and its activity.(He holds her hands) &lt;br /&gt;                                  Roma &lt;br /&gt;You are bishop, you are not going to touch a queen in this scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Artist Jone&lt;br /&gt;(Holding her in his arms) Let me improvise the scene. It will work greatly, darling. And then I will tell the director to implement this improvised scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Roma &lt;br /&gt;You do not know the director he will throw you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Artist Jon&lt;br /&gt;I will see him. Certainly he will be happy to listen about my improvised scene.&lt;br /&gt;(He started smooching her lips. She does not resist and enjoy his lips movement. He pushes his hands in her skirt and she starts breathing heavily. All of sudden Assistant director Robin enters into the room and see them. Artist Jon looks to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Assistant director Robin&lt;br /&gt;Bishop you are being called. Your shot is ready.&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;(Jon turns to Roma and smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;You wait I am just coming.&lt;br /&gt;(He leaves the room in a hurry. Robin comes close to Roma and holds her in his arms. She does not resist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Robin&lt;br /&gt;I think you have all qualities to become a great actress.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Roma&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much. I have a very little role in this film.&lt;br /&gt;                                   Robin&lt;br /&gt;No matter. I will tell the director to enlarge your role. He always follows my suggesting. &lt;br /&gt;(They start kissing each-other)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Scene 4&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Camera man Peter and his two assistants Rose and Tam, some lights-men.&lt;br /&gt;Ent /day/in side a big hall.&lt;br /&gt;(Camera man Peter is sitting on a chair with two of his assistants Rose and Tam. He is smoking a cigret. Rose is looking a map of shots, Tam is filling a magazine in a movie camera.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Rose&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the maps) Sir, we have to fix four cameras according to this map-chart.&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to her in a relaxed mood.)&lt;br /&gt;I have discussed with assistant directors. They want to cover the queen court according to these angles. &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                              Peter&lt;br /&gt;(In his natural harsh tone.He always speaks like a barking dog.) A good camera man never thinks according to the chart. Fuck the chart. Watch the sets and think according to it. Director thinks non-sense while a camera man is always pragmatic. &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                 Rose&lt;br /&gt;(With a little hesitation) But directorial team has worked hard over the placement of cameras. And they do not want any diversion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Peter&lt;br /&gt;You are assisting me or the directorial team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Rose&lt;br /&gt;You, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Peter&lt;br /&gt;Then learn the rules of the game according to my ways. Is that clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jon comes to the Peter and Rose.)&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;( Looking to the camera. To peter)&lt;br /&gt;The camera is ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to him form the top to bottom.)&lt;br /&gt;                             Peter&lt;br /&gt;Are you a junior artist?&lt;br /&gt;                              Jon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (With proud) I am doing a leading role in this film. I am a bishop. Is camera ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;You don’t eat my head. Stage is not ready now. You have more time to remember your dialogues.&lt;br /&gt;                               Jon&lt;br /&gt;I have already remembered them. Would you like to listen?&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;Go and show your acting capability to your director. It will be more fruitful. Where is the director?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jackson sees the another camera assistant who is working loading the camera and stands before the camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Jon&lt;br /&gt;Let me have a rehearsal. (He turns to Rose) Would you mind to give me a support please?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Rose&lt;br /&gt;No,thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He stands before a the camera and starts delivering his dialogues )&lt;br /&gt;For a good kingdom, it is important to have the subject dissatisfied. If they have enough to eat, they will start thinking and a thinking subject is never good for an empire and its activity….(With a loud voice) No director has ability to use my all acting capabilities. Where is the director? &lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Scene 5&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The director, his two assistants Max and Jill and producer Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;Ent /day/ in side a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The director is sitting on a chair and watching the details of his shots. The two assistant directors are sitting with him.)&lt;br /&gt;                        The director&lt;br /&gt;The set is ready?&lt;br /&gt;                               Max&lt;br /&gt;No, She always takes too much time. The production department always complains against her. It is thinking to remove her. &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;She is a hell. All artists are ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jill&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;Call them on the set. Where is the chief camera man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Max&lt;br /&gt;He is still waiting for the set! Liza is talking too much time. Even Madam Elizabeth is very angry with her. She too wants to remove her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           The director&lt;br /&gt;(In irritation) Do not talk nonsense. Only mind your won business. ( Standing up) I want to see the set. This lady is creating more and more problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elizabeth comes into the room.)&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Who is creating problem?&lt;br /&gt;(The director looks to her in disgust)&lt;br /&gt;                                   Jill&lt;br /&gt;Art director Liza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The director looks to Jill with anger)&lt;br /&gt;                              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I have listened a lot of her. All the unit is against him. Everything is being delayed due to her. (Turning back to the director) you must throw her away. You can make a great movie without her.&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;She is the part of our unit. Let me talk to her first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;The camera man is waiting for the set, and …&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. You just sit here and have a cup of coffee. I will see everything goes according to my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;No, I want you here. (Showing her dress) How I am looking in this dress?&lt;br /&gt;                                 Jill&lt;br /&gt;Very sexy!!&lt;br /&gt;                            Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(She looks to her with anger) I have not asked for&lt;br /&gt;your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;I do not want any nonsense here. Let me see the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I want to come with you.&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! Why are you trying to eat my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone)What do mean? Am I eating your mind? I am the producer of this film, never forget it. I want to see what is going all around here. &lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(With irritation but skillfully) Yes, I know it, so why I am telling it to you. You are the producer and owner of this film. So you must maintain distance against all those working men and women. You must understand your importance. Do not you think so?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;You are looking very beautiful. (turning to                                 Jill) provide her a cup of coffee. (Turning to Elizabeth)&lt;br /&gt;You just have some rest, I am coming within two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;(The director goes out and Jack and Jill follows him. Elizabeth stands there and mumbles)&lt;br /&gt;                             Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;(with a little anger) Where is my coffee?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Scene 6&lt;br /&gt;Characters :The director, his two assistants Max and Jill&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/ in a gallery&lt;br /&gt;(All of them are walking through a gallery fast)&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;I want everything in a right way. Where is Peter? Call him on the set.&lt;br /&gt;                                    Max&lt;br /&gt;He does not like an unfinished set.&lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;Have you instructed him about the position of the all the four cameras?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Max&lt;br /&gt;He does not like to talk to an assistant, but I have submitted him all the instruction in written form and have explained each and everything to his assistant Roma. &lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;Call peter on the set. I will talk to him. I will shoot the court seen first. The queen and the bishop are ready?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Max&lt;br /&gt;I have sent Robin to see the bishop. Let me check the queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;Go fast.&lt;br /&gt;(Max runs to a certain direction. The director and the Jill go ahead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Inter cut…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Max comes to a door,it is a half open door. He looks from the door. Robin and Roma are laying on the ground.They are kissing each-other. He looks from the door and gets excited. All of sudden he opens the door, both of them looks to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Max&lt;br /&gt;You are doing good job here.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Robin&lt;br /&gt;I just&lt;br /&gt;                                 Max&lt;br /&gt;(Comes to Robin and looks to Roma.)&lt;br /&gt;You are doing good acting here. (He turns to Robin)&lt;br /&gt;Where is bishop?&lt;br /&gt;                                Robin&lt;br /&gt;I have sent him to the set.&lt;br /&gt;                                Max&lt;br /&gt;But he is not there, go and find out him. The set is ready for shot and the director is very angry.&lt;br /&gt;                                Robin&lt;br /&gt;Who cares the director? He is eccentric. If I get a chance I can make a better film than him.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Max&lt;br /&gt;I know, you can.  But if you do not attend the set right now, You will be kicked off. Run fast to the set.&lt;br /&gt;(Robin goes out of the door. And Max turns to Roma.)&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of talent. &lt;br /&gt;                              Roma&lt;br /&gt;Robin was telling me such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;                               Max&lt;br /&gt;But he does not know how to utilize talented artist. I am his senior. He is learning the art of direction. I will tell you how to present yourself effectively before the camera. (He goes ahead and holds her in his arms)&lt;br /&gt;Can I test your talent?&lt;br /&gt;                              Roma&lt;br /&gt;I would love it.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them starts kissing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      …. Inter-cut&lt;br /&gt;(Robin comes out of the room, and thinks a little while. Then he turns back to the door. He pushes the door and sees that both Max and Roma kissing each-other. He enters into the door and comes near to them. They are very much engaged in their activities. They are unaware that Robin is standing there and watching them like a fool man. With high frustration he picks up a glass from a table and throws it on the ground forcefully. Max looks to him with anger.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Max&lt;br /&gt;(With anger)You are still standing here.&lt;br /&gt;                              Robin&lt;br /&gt;(With same anger)The director has sent me to call you.&lt;br /&gt;                              Max&lt;br /&gt;Never forget, I am your senior.&lt;br /&gt;                              Robin&lt;br /&gt;And you never forget that director is your senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, come with me.&lt;br /&gt;(He advance to the door. Robin follows him. Max gazes him and he goes out of the door, glancing at Roma. Max turns to Roma)&lt;br /&gt;                                Max&lt;br /&gt;I will test your talent latter.&lt;br /&gt;(Roma looks to him with sexual frustration.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Scene 7&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The director, Jill Camera man Peter, his assistant Rosy,Jack and art director Liza, a dress man. &lt;br /&gt;Ent/ day/ In a gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The director is walking ahead, and Jill is following   him)&lt;br /&gt;                        The director&lt;br /&gt;I want to shoot the Queen scene first. Each and every scene needs special care. Call all the artists.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jill  &lt;br /&gt;She does not like to sit on the set, so first we have to check the set. She always creates problem if set is delayed. And you know this Liza is always late in her work. &lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;(In irritating tone) And you are very smart in your job!&lt;br /&gt;                                  Jill&lt;br /&gt;My pleasure ! But  I do not mean it.&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;Have you distributed the scene and dialogues among all the artists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Jill&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Everything has been explained before them. I am sure they will do their best.&lt;br /&gt;(They come in a big hall. Camera man Peter is sitting on a chair and smoking. His assistant Rose is standing there. Jack is moving with a script.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Jack&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a dog. I am a mad dog. I will bite the monarchy and it will die of my bite. Yes I am mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The director looks to the Jack. And Jack looks to the director. And with full confidence he tries to influence the director through dialogue delivery)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a mad dog…You sent me to the legislative. I will bite the monarchy.&lt;br /&gt;                       The director&lt;br /&gt;(He is not satisfied with his dialogues delivery. He looks to the Jill)&lt;br /&gt;Is he barking like a mad dog? I want a horrible barking expression. Tell him to bark like a mad dog, I don’t want a artist, I want a mad barking dog here.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes to the Jack) Have you ever seen a mad barking dog? If not come with me.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes to the Camera man Peter.)&lt;br /&gt;Peter what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;                               Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Still smoking, very irritating and aggressive way) Everything is hell here, the set is not ready.I never understand what is going on here. Your art director is a hell. She kills more time.&lt;br /&gt;(The director turns to the Jack)&lt;br /&gt;I want this expression, Did get the point. You must imagine yourself as a mad dog, and everything will be easy for you. &lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks to him angrily, and smokes very fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Jack&lt;br /&gt;But this dialogue does not fit for a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;You only think about the expression. Do not worry about the dialogue and story. I am here to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to Jill). Were is the queen? Peter, would mind to come with me. I would like to see the set together.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;(Leaving his chair) I do not understand you are making a movie or doing a nonsense drama here?  Is it the way of making a movie? If you want everything in time fire the art director.&lt;br /&gt;                            The director&lt;br /&gt;I do not need your suggestion in creative department. You just take care of your won work.&lt;br /&gt;(He advances in a big room, where Liza is busy with a French Painting. She is hanging it on a wall beside  the throne of queen. She is unaware of the presence of director, Peter, Rose, Jill and Jack who have entered in the room. The director watches the set very keenly and seems satisfied. Even Peter feels that the set has been created perfectly.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Jill&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud voice, to Liza) You always take too much time.&lt;br /&gt;(She listens his harsh voice and loose her control over the painting. The frame fells down on the ground and its breaks. She does not understand what to say. She looks to the director who is gazing angrily to the Jill.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Peter&lt;br /&gt;(To the director, in an irony tone) How smart she is!&lt;br /&gt;                                 Liza&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the director) I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;                         The director&lt;br /&gt;Its ok. (Turning to Peter) You can arrange your camera. I want to cover the whole sets in a magnificent way…it is the court of the king  (Turning to the Jill)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the queen?&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;                               Jelly&lt;br /&gt;(Entering into the room with her sexy dress.)&lt;br /&gt;I am here. (She moves on as if she is doing cat-walk on a ramp. The director looks to her lady cut-shoes  and he looses his temper.)&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;(In a fit of anger, looking her beautiful lady cut-shoes)&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looks to the cut-shoe surprisingly and then she looks to the director, she is not ready for this reaction.)&lt;br /&gt;Where is the shoes of queen ?&lt;br /&gt;(The dress man who is standing behind Jelly runs to the director with a special French shoes, and French dress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        The dress man&lt;br /&gt;Here is the shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          The director&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him, with high anger, and lowing down his head) Hit it against my head.&lt;br /&gt;(The dress man goes ahead to hit him, but realizes it is not his job and he stops) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I do it?&lt;br /&gt;                             The director&lt;br /&gt;You can not hit it against my head ! Hmmm ! Then go and put them in Queen's feet.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to Jelly who is in indecisive condition, little afraid and irritated, and turns to the director.)                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          The dress man&lt;br /&gt;And what about this dress?&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;                              The director&lt;br /&gt;(With a smiling pose.) I will be look beautiful in this dress behind the camera, directing My queen. Help me to wear it. (With a fanatic angry voice).Go to  queen and ready her with this dress only…Do you understand ? With this dress only, with this dress and this shoe only. Now run fast. If she cry, tear down her all the clothes. I want my queen only. (Look to the Jelly). Is that clear Jelly?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jelly looks to him with confusion. The dress man comes to her. He looks to her. And she goes out of the set, the dress man follows her. He looks to Liza, and she understands what he is looking for. Without word she goes away. Then he turns to the Peter.)&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to bark more, Will you fix the cameras please ?&lt;br /&gt;(He is still smoking. He looks to Rose, and Rose runs fast.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to Jill, in a fanatic tone) Where are my all assist dogs? I want them here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Cut to…..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3743521624394261301?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3743521624394261301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3743521624394261301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3743521624394261301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3743521624394261301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-like-that-scene-1-ot-7.html' title='Nothing like that (|Scene 1 ot 7))'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-537800007356564075</id><published>2008-06-04T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:41:41.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 81-94)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; (by alok nandan, dedicated to a pearl )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                         Scene 81&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the mother and the father&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in side the house.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) I am waiting for you. Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I was just walking outside.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;Your father will be angry to know that you are moving outside. He has instructed you to stay inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;If you do not tell him, how will he know about it?&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the room and comes to the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Just come with me.&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The father&lt;br /&gt;We are going to have a picnic today.&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;More picnic!&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;What do mean by more picnic? Did you go anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;No. I am staying her for long. You can ask mother.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to the mother)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The mother&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is staying here.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Now  come with me.&lt;br /&gt;(Both father and son goes outside)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 82&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the son&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/out side the house&lt;br /&gt;(The father coming to the jeep)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to understand what is going on here.&lt;br /&gt;(He sits on the driving seat)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting besides him) Where we are going?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;To hell.&lt;br /&gt;(He starts the jeep and goes ahead)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 83&lt;br /&gt;Character : The father, the son, the police inspector.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/out side the post-mortem room.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is little surprised. The father is leading him to the post-mortem room. When the father enters into the post-mortem room, son follows him but quickly turns back due to the smell of dead bodies)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking back to me, angrily) What happened?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;(Closing his nose with his hands) It smells badly.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Use your handkerchief and come here.&lt;br /&gt;(The son takes his handkerchief on his nose and follows his father. The father comes to a dead body and looks to the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize this dead man?&lt;br /&gt;(The son shakes his head in affirmation. The father turns to the other two dead men and looks to the son, again the son shakes his head in affirmation. The father comes out of the post-mortem room and the son follows him. When the son comes out he vomits. The father looks to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;(Washing his mouth from the handkerchief) What story?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry tone) Who killed them?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud and angry tone) How can I say who killed them?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;These are men who attacked on You ?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;And they were killed!  Is there any co-relation between both the incidents?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;(The inspector comes to the father, and the father looks to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;I want some information regarding these people. Had they any criminal back ground?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The inspector&lt;br /&gt;They were notorious criminals and one of them was a leader of an underground organization. Police were looking for him for a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Hum! Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) Are you ok?&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to his father but says nothing)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The inspector&lt;br /&gt;I think they were killed by the opposite gang. I am here to welcome more dead bodies. It has some connection with secret organizations. The brutal war has started between them.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;You should stop it.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The inspector&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to stop it, let them kill each-other. I will wait and watch and the make a report. Then my job is over.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(With an irritated smile) You are doing good job, waiting and watching.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 84&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the mother and the son.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/evening/in side drawing room.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is laying on a sofa and the mother is oiling his head. The father is sitting on a chair.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;I always tell you not go with this man.&lt;br /&gt;(Father looks to him angrily.)&lt;br /&gt;Why did you take him in the post-mortem room. He is ill now. You do not know he is a kid and it is not good to him to see dead bodies. &lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;I knew. But it was necessary. Let me do my work, and mind you won business.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;I warn you not to talk to my son.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;It is my son too, and I know how to behave with a son.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;You know nothing. You are neither a good husband not a good father. And for your kind information it is not your office, but my house. And you cannot act here like a boss. We are not criminal.&lt;br /&gt;(The son closes his eyes and listen everything without reacting.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Is it your home? It is I who bought this house.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;After selling my land.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;You have made this home a hell.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;And you are moving here like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;(The son stands up and enteres into his bed room. He sits on the flour against the wall and listen the fighting's words between the father and the mother)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Am I ghost? And you are a witch whose mind is occupied by a devil.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The mother&lt;br /&gt;My whole life is spoiled. Oh! God save me.&lt;br /&gt;(The son picks up a glass and throws it forcefully against the wall with full anger. )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 85&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The four murders and some armed men.&lt;br /&gt; Ext/day/ a market place.&lt;br /&gt;(The murders are riding over two bikes. They have eight hens in there hands. It is a village market. The stops before a man who is selling onions)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The first murder&lt;br /&gt;(To the shopkeeper) Give five kg onions.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;Sure sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                The second murder&lt;br /&gt;Big brother has asked us to bring the boy.  &lt;br /&gt;                               The second murder&lt;br /&gt;He is liking  him very much.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The third murder&lt;br /&gt;All the materials have been bought. You all go to the village, I am going to the boy.&lt;br /&gt;                                The fourth murder&lt;br /&gt;(Who is sitting besides the bike) You will go alone?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The third murder&lt;br /&gt;No problem. I will go and bring him fast. Just get off.&lt;br /&gt;(The fourth murder jump from the bike and turns the bike and runs away) Take care. We will wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;(The shopkeeper gives them five kg onions. One of them pays the money and sits on the bike, The third murder too sits behind him. As soon as he turns the bike, eight people cover him with revolvers in their hands)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 86&lt;br /&gt;Characters  : the son, the third murder and the mother.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ in side the garden&lt;br /&gt;(The son is cutting leaves of flowers in an artistic manner in side small garden and the fourth murder come with his bike and horn it. The son looks to him and then to the door of his house. He comes to the gate where the murder sitting on the bike)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The fourth murder&lt;br /&gt;The big brother has called you. We are  cooking cocks today.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot come. My father has ordered me to stay in the house.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The fourth murder&lt;br /&gt;All father dictates children. You do not worry just come.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;No, I cannot disobey him. I will have to ask my mother.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother comes outside the house)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;My friends has organized a picnic. Can I go?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;You must go. Do not worry about your father. When will you come back?&lt;br /&gt;                              The third murder&lt;br /&gt;We have two days plan. It will be a great fun. Please allow him to go, aunty.&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the mother for premission)&lt;br /&gt;                                       the mother&lt;br /&gt;Two days!  Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;                                         the son&lt;br /&gt;I will come back by late evening. please mother!&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;Ok. But never forget your father will bark over me if you do not come by evening.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;I will come without fail.&lt;br /&gt;(He says and open the gate and sits behind the third murder. He kicks the bike and goes away)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 87&lt;br /&gt;The characters : the father and the chief&lt;br /&gt;Int/day/in side a room&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them are sitting around a table.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The chief&lt;br /&gt;Headquarter has instructed us not to arrest any one in this fraudulent case, although we have sufficient proofs against them.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;The centre bargained with the state government. The CM and his party is going to support the centre. Give and takes policy. Our department is being misused by the centre.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;Do not talk foolish. We are doing our job.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. But really we are doing our job?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;No argument about centre decision. Is it clear. You have another assignment. &lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The chief&lt;br /&gt;Some underground organizations are active in this state. They are collecting money and trying to run their own judiciary system. They are directly challenging government. I want a complete reports about all those secret organizations. You know how to do it well.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;What will be done with the report?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The chief&lt;br /&gt;It is non your business. You have to obey your superior.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father                                     &lt;br /&gt;My first and foremost duty is to make the world crime free.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The chief&lt;br /&gt;It is good. Those two officers will assist you if you need.&lt;br /&gt;(The father stands up)&lt;br /&gt;You have done a great job.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut  to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 88&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the third murder and the shopkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ in side the market.&lt;br /&gt;(The third murder comes to the shopkeeper with his bike. The son is sitting behind him.)&lt;br /&gt;                              The third murder&lt;br /&gt;(to the shopkeeper who is afraid to see him) When the left the place?&lt;br /&gt;                              The shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;(Looking here and there) Go away. Some people have kidnapped them.&lt;br /&gt;                            The third murder&lt;br /&gt;What! When?&lt;br /&gt;                               The shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you went away, they came and…&lt;br /&gt;                            The third murder&lt;br /&gt;Who they were?&lt;br /&gt;                               The shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;I do not know, you go away.&lt;br /&gt;(The third murder put out his revolver and aims at his skull.)&lt;br /&gt;Who they were?&lt;br /&gt;                                The shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt;(trembling with fear) Red salute!&lt;br /&gt;                              The third murder&lt;br /&gt;Go to hell, (He shoots him, The son looks to him surprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 89&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son and the third murder, an informer, a girl. &lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ a village road.&lt;br /&gt;(The bike is running very fast on the village road.)&lt;br /&gt;                          The third murder                                   &lt;br /&gt;They are in danger. We have to save them.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The son&lt;br /&gt;We do not know where they have been taken. Where we are going?&lt;br /&gt;                            The third murder&lt;br /&gt;We have some informer. We should consult them. May be we get some clue. If I go to the big brother without information about them, he will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;(The bike enters into a small village and it stop before a hut. A man is feeding his cow. He looks to them. The murder comes to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The murder&lt;br /&gt;Our three men have been kidnapped by the red army. I need you help.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The informer&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to drink some milk.&lt;br /&gt;                                     the murder&lt;br /&gt;No, water only.&lt;br /&gt;(The informer brings some water from a deep well, and offers him to drink from the pot.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The informer&lt;br /&gt;You have to wait till night. They are organizing a public court tonight. I think they are going to punish them publicly.&lt;br /&gt;(After the murder the son drinks some water from the pot.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The murder&lt;br /&gt;But it will be too late. Where they are organizing this public court?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The informer&lt;br /&gt;It is never disclosed. But I will find it out. Till now you stay in my hut, and hide your bike there. What would you like to eat?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The murder&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry tone) Their flesh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 90.&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The golden chain men, his two sons, some villagers, children and a murder.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ under a big tree.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man is sitting on a cot, having the snake in his neck. There are six cots under the tree. Some villagers are sitting on the cots. A singer is sitting on the ground and singing Alha, a very famous folk song. He is singing very well. All the villagers listening are listening him. They are thrilled to listen him. A police man comes to him by bicycle. He stands the bicycle and runs to the golden chain man. The golden chain man looks to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man                             &lt;br /&gt;You are well come here.&lt;br /&gt;(The police man look to the snake and hesitate to come near to him. The golden chain man catches the snake gently form his neck and smiles)&lt;br /&gt; Do not worry it is my friend. It will not hurt you. Come and sits besides me.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The police man&lt;br /&gt;I have an information for you.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man                             &lt;br /&gt;I know you always have information for me. Today we are going to cook cocks. I think you would like to eat it. (Looking to the murder)  What is time ? Why those boys did not come back from the market ?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The police man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking straight into his eyes)They will not come.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man looks to him, expecting more words)&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to you in secretly.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 91&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The golden chain man, the murder and the police man.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in side a room.&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(In angry and irritating tone) Our three people have been kidnapped and one is disappear !&lt;br /&gt;                                  The police man&lt;br /&gt;Not one, but two. There were two people when the shopkeeper was shot at the market. Earlier three people had been kidnapped form the same spot. Police are searching for them.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Let them search. I will take my won action. Thank you very much for your kind help.&lt;br /&gt;(He gives him some money, but he refuses to take it)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The police man&lt;br /&gt;For this information, I do not want money. Just save them. They are in danger.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chin man&lt;br /&gt;Who is the fifth person? Oh! It is the little boy. (He turns to the murder) Find out where they have been kept. Quickly, we have no time and call our all men. We will teach them a good lesion. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Cut  to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 92&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, his two associate, some policemen, a big crowd and the dead shopkeeper&lt;br /&gt; Ext/evening/ in the market.&lt;br /&gt;(A big crowd is standing around the dead man. A police jeep comes the crowd. Four police men come out of the Jeep and disperse the crowd. The father is sitting in a small hotel besides the road. He is drinking tea and listening the chatting of villagers. His Jeep is standing there.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       One villager&lt;br /&gt;It was a young man who shot the shopkeeper and then run away by his bike.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The second villager&lt;br /&gt;They were two. One was a young boy. I have seen them. But I could not understand why he shot him. It was a poor shopkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;                                The third villager&lt;br /&gt;Police have come now, six hours after the incident. They are always late. They know only how to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;                                The fourth villager&lt;br /&gt;They were four men. Three of them have been kidnapped by some men.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The tea stall man&lt;br /&gt;Do not talk nonsense here. Drink your tea and go away. I am closing my shop. police will come here and start inquiring. If you all talk lot they will sent you prison. Then you will have to sell your all land.  &lt;br /&gt; (A associate come to the father, the father looks to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;(Drinking tea) Would you like to drink tea? (Turning to the tea man) Your tea is very testy.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The tea man&lt;br /&gt;I always use pure milk, sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;That is nice. Bring me two more glasses.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The tea man&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sir, I am going to close my shop…but wait, You seems outsiders and like me tea, so I will make two glasses for you.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;I will be grateful. &lt;br /&gt;(All the villagers stands up and advance to the dead body)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The tea man&lt;br /&gt;You have not paid me, gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;                                     A villager&lt;br /&gt;Write down in our account.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The tea man&lt;br /&gt; You never paid me.&lt;br /&gt;                                     A villager&lt;br /&gt;but still your are alive, and you will not die if I do not pay you now.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes away with other villagers)&lt;br /&gt;                                     the tea man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the father, in a complaining tone) Look sir, they are the wicked people, they never pay.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry I will pay you. Some one has been killed here, it is not good. This place is not peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The tea man&lt;br /&gt;You are right sir. Murder is common here. Even water is more cheaper than a man's life. People are always ready to kill one-another here. &lt;br /&gt;(He gives two tea to father and the associate)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;(drinking the tea) I have never drink such tea in my life. Really you use pure milk.&lt;br /&gt;                                         the tea man&lt;br /&gt;I have four buffalos sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;It is good. Kidnapping is common here?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The tea man&lt;br /&gt;I tell you a secret sir, but please do not tell it anyone. Today three men were kidnapped before my eyes before this murder. They were from red army. Do you know about red army?  &lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The tea man&lt;br /&gt;They are very dangerous people. They are capturing land and fighting against police. In this area, Police men never come out of their police station. Ha! ha! ha!!&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;How much you earn from this tea stall.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The tea man&lt;br /&gt;Villagers are very wicked. They do not want to pay me. If you ask for your money, they will start abusing you. I am doing business here, and I cannot fight against them. Every month I pay five hundred rupees to police, besides I pay one thousand to the red army. Doing business is very difficult here.&lt;br /&gt;                                        the father&lt;br /&gt;Can you recognize those people who have kidnapped three men and the two murders.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The tea man&lt;br /&gt;Never sir, I do not want to loose my life.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;(Giving him ten rupees) Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes to his Jeep and the associate follows him)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The associate&lt;br /&gt;They will kill the three men.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;We have to save them.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The associate&lt;br /&gt;But we have been asked to report only, We cannot interfere in the local police affairs.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Let me move to the local police station, and you watch the activity here. Where is zebra?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The associate&lt;br /&gt;He is trying to find out those kidnapped men.&lt;br /&gt;                                      the father&lt;br /&gt;How much time will he take?&lt;br /&gt;(He sits on the Jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    the associate&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to say.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I want it within two hours.&lt;br /&gt;(He starts the Jeep)&lt;br /&gt;If nothing is important here. Leave this place. Better you think, but I want the place within two hours. His tea is good. Catch the man, he will lead you in the right direction. Go and meet his buffalos. They are milky and milk is always good for health, but buffalo milk makes mind dull. Talk to her cow. She will be more fruitful. Women are always too much talkative, She talks nonsense. Go and find out some sense in her talk.   &lt;br /&gt;(He goes ahead with his Jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;(The father moves around the whole market with his Jeep. The village market, roads, all the different commodities shops. People are tensed, and talking about this incident, but with care and abuses.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        Villager a&lt;br /&gt;It is the revenge of three people who killed yesterday. Three persons have been kidnapped, here. It is the war between red flag and…    &lt;br /&gt;                                          Villager b.&lt;br /&gt;They are going to organize a public court today.&lt;br /&gt;                                            Villager c&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;                                          Villager b.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy some lady-fingers, &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;                                   Villager d&lt;br /&gt;A final war has started. Blood will flow on this land. &lt;br /&gt;                                     Villager e&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to leave my land, For my land I will fight till death. &lt;br /&gt;                                    Villager d&lt;br /&gt;I too have some land and cattle. Who will leave his land?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 93&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Fathers and 25 police men.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/Evening/ Police station.&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the local police station. All police men are moving here and there without dress. Even the do not have arms. Some police men comes to him in civil dress)&lt;br /&gt;                                        police man A&lt;br /&gt;What you want?&lt;br /&gt;                                              The father&lt;br /&gt;Who is the in-charge of the police station?&lt;br /&gt;                                      police man   A&lt;br /&gt;He is in field. What you want?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Who is controlling the station on behalf of him?&lt;br /&gt;                                     Police man a&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what you are saying.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;You are in police force?&lt;br /&gt;                                     Police man a&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;You are on duty?&lt;br /&gt;                                     Police man a&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking him from bottom to top. He is in sleeper and local dress)&lt;br /&gt;Where is your dress?&lt;br /&gt;(Some police men come to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                     police man b&lt;br /&gt;(looking to police man a) What happened?&lt;br /&gt;                                   Police man a&lt;br /&gt;(Laughing) He asking about our dress.&lt;br /&gt;(All the police men laugh and it makes father angry)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Police man b&lt;br /&gt;If you want to complain anything come tomorrow. We are busy now.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I see. You are on duty without dress. (Loosing his temper, and in an authoritative tone) Where is your in-charge?  I want to see him just now. Go and call him.&lt;br /&gt;(All the police men realized that the father is a senior officer)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Police man a&lt;br /&gt;He is in field now.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Go and call him.&lt;br /&gt;(All the police men look to each-other in bewilderment. The father is still sitting on his Jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    Police man b&lt;br /&gt;A shopkeeper has been killed today in the market. He is there.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;I am coming from that place. He is not there. Tell me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;                                            Police man b&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sir, we are not allowed to tell anything about him. Better you go from here. Anything can happen here.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean ?&lt;br /&gt;                                       Police man b&lt;br /&gt;The whole area is boiling. We have no men and arms to control them. We are just protecting ourselves. We are only twenty five people here without proper arms. We have no boot and no dress. How we can perform our duty before those bloody organizations that are more equipped than us. We do not want to loose our life. (In an irritating tone)   And I am frankly speaking to you. The in-charge of this police station has run away. We are also thinking of it. Now you go away and leave this area as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Oh! it is horrible. Do you have any information regarding the kidnapped persons?&lt;br /&gt;                                     Police man b&lt;br /&gt;All knows that they have been kidnapped by red army, and they are going to held a public court. Who are you and from where you are coming?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt; A good citizen, just saw the tension in the market and turns here. Thank you very much for your words. Can you tell me where this public court is being held.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Police man b&lt;br /&gt;It is too difficult to say. They always held it secretly. Only there men are allowed to sit in the public court.  &lt;br /&gt;                                            The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;(He turns his Jeep and goes out of the police station premises.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 94&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the third murder and the informer.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/night/ in side hut.&lt;br /&gt;(The son and the murder are sitting in the hut together. A lantern is burning there)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;What do you think, will he come?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The murder&lt;br /&gt;We have no alternative, we have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;We will get them alive ?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The murder&lt;br /&gt;God knows.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God ?&lt;br /&gt;                                The murder&lt;br /&gt;(Showing him his revolver)&lt;br /&gt;My god is this. I know only one thing how to kill the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;Who are your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The murder&lt;br /&gt;Who are trying to capture my land.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;Do you have land?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The murder&lt;br /&gt;My father is a peasant. I was studying in a college in a town. One day they killed my three brothers and tried to capture our land. Since the day I am killing them.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;How many people you have killed till now?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The murder&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. I have never counted.&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;Do you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The murder&lt;br /&gt;Death! I do not think of it. Do you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;(The messenger enters into the hut with some clothes. Both of them look to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The messengers&lt;br /&gt;(Throwing the clothes to them) put them on. I have managed to send you in their public court.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The murder&lt;br /&gt;Where it is being held?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The messenger&lt;br /&gt;I do not know, but a man will lead you to them. And with it my work is over.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The murder&lt;br /&gt;No, You have to go to big brother. Tell him everything.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them changes of their cloths. Now  they looks likes poor villagers. The murder put his revolver under his clothe behind his back)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;How many shots you have in your revolver?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The murder&lt;br /&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Check it.&lt;br /&gt;(The murder thinks a little and check the shots)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The murder&lt;br /&gt;Ten shots. Today I have used only one. You do not have revolver? Would you like to take it ?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;(Taking the revolver in his hand )&lt;br /&gt;No. take it. (He returns it to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The murder&lt;br /&gt;Move on.&lt;br /&gt;(All of them come outside the hut, an old woman is sitting there)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The messenger&lt;br /&gt;She will lead you to the public court.&lt;br /&gt;(They look to the woman and look to them.)&lt;br /&gt;You have to go by feet, no bike. Best of luck. Once you reach in the public court, her duty will be over. I am going to meet the big brother.&lt;br /&gt;(The woman looks to them and she advances to darkness. Both of them follow her.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 Cut to….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-537800007356564075?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/537800007356564075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=537800007356564075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/537800007356564075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/537800007356564075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/06/father-and-son-scene-81-94.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 81-94)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5761726081802407289</id><published>2008-05-29T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:41:07.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene76 to 80 )</title><content type='html'>The father and the son (Scene76 to 80 )&lt;br /&gt;(Dedicted to a pearl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 76&lt;br /&gt;Character : The father and, the chief and two associate.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in site a room&lt;br /&gt;(All are sitting around a round table)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;DM is not the main issue. We are very near to some big fishes. Both the CM and the Leader of opposition are involved in this fraudulent case together. We can hold their neck now.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;You have done a good job. But we cannot arrest them now. I will have to talk to headquarter. I do not want to take risk.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;They are not aware of our progress, we can wait.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;It is good. Go and enjoy your time, I will call you soon…Wait. two dead bodies have been found besides a river…but it is not related with our department. Just glance over the matter if you have time. No need to report, but we should be aware of all the crime in our areas.   &lt;br /&gt;                                        The father                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;I will see it.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 77&lt;br /&gt;Characters  : The son, the golden chain man, his wife, two sons and one little daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/in side the premises of rooms.&lt;br /&gt;(The son and the golden chin man are sitting on a cot. they are in well dress now. Her daughter is sitting in his lap, while the two sons are playing the snake together.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The wife&lt;br /&gt;(to son) Really you mother is a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The wife&lt;br /&gt;I would like to meet her. And how your father is?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand him.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Son never understands his father. (to his wife)  how my little friend is?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The wife&lt;br /&gt;He is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(to son) Look, what I said you? All girls will fell in love with you. She is the mother of three children and she starts loving you. Ha! ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the golden chain man angrily)&lt;br /&gt;                                            The wife&lt;br /&gt;(In a complaining and irritating tone) You never think before speak.&lt;br /&gt;(A young villager runs to him)&lt;br /&gt;Big brother! Fishes are ready.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to him and stands up)&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Let us move.&lt;br /&gt;(He pick up the snake)                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 78&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father,  five dead bodies. a police inspector.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/ Post Mortem room&lt;br /&gt;(The father walk to the post-mortem room, he sees the same police inspector there who arrested his son)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;Good day Inspector. Three people have been killed besides a river. I want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The inspector&lt;br /&gt;Good day officer! You have to come into the post-mortem room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both enter into the post mortem room. He sees the three dead bodies laying on different beds. He recognize two of them, they are the brothers of the wounded man, who is struggling hard for his life in the hospital.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 79&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son, the golden chain man, five murders and some villagers.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;(All of them are sitting in a row and eating fishes and the rice. Two young villagers are serving them)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Eating under a tree is always pleasant. You can get here fresh air. &lt;br /&gt;                                           A villager&lt;br /&gt;We will kill a goat tonight. Big brother, it is very big goat.&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is good. (Looking to the son) we will eat goat tonight.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;But I have to go back. My father will be waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) Eat comfortably, I will leave you to your home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5761726081802407289?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5761726081802407289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5761726081802407289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5761726081802407289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5761726081802407289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene76-to-80.html' title='The father and the son (Scene76 to 80 )'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-3817653403411232574</id><published>2008-05-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T09:48:53.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 71-75)</title><content type='html'>(Dedicated to a pearl who signs for me and says ---Write it! Write it !! and write it!!!)&lt;br /&gt; Scene 71&lt;br /&gt;Characters : the son, the golden chain man and the five murders.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/ day/ the running Jeep.&lt;br /&gt;(All of them are sitting in the Jeep. The son, the golden chain man and the two murders are without clothes and wet. They are in under paint only. The golden man is driving and is still angry)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Killing is very easy, but killing artfully is always difficult. You all have to learn it. Kill your enemy with cold mind, and keep the trouble away. &lt;br /&gt;                                      One murder&lt;br /&gt;They were running.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;…And you shoot them. You should have targeted their legs. There would be more fun then, if they were alive&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;(Taking up fishes) Now what will do with these fishes?&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Ha ! Ha! Ha!! It is good question. Now we are not in position to cook them. But you do not worry. I will ask my wife to cook them. She will be happy to see the fresh fishes. Let us mover to my home.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 72&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father, broker, and four people&lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/Broker office&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the broker office who is sitting in a chair and talking to some people who are sitting ther)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The broker&lt;br /&gt;It is not a car, it is just like a beautiful woman. Once you take it, you will feel it..(the father enters and  he looks to him)..Yes, gentle man what can I do for you. I am always at your service.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;I want to know about the white you dealt with this man yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;(He gives him the visiting card that has been given to him by the old man. The broker looks to the card and then to the father)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The broker&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes! It is I who sold his car.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting before him) I want to know about the people whom you sold the car.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The broker&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking) Let me remember… In fact I deal every day more than twenty cars.  So it is too difficult to recall all those people who comes here. You can understand very well. May I know who are you.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;For you trouble. Recall the name and  address of those people.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The broker&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to disclose my customers, may be you are my competitor. If you want to buy or sell any car I am here to help you. But I cannot disclose my customers, after all I am doing business here.  &lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking into his  eyes) Name and address.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The broker&lt;br /&gt;Look, gentle man. I am talking to you politely and you are threatening me. It is not good.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Am I threatening you?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The broker&lt;br /&gt;The whole marked knows me. I am a good man with good people and I am bad man with bad people.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;You are a bad man with bad people ! Hum!&lt;br /&gt;(He slaps him, and then catches to his collar and throws his head over the table forcefully)&lt;br /&gt;I am always bad with any people. Name and address.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The broker&lt;br /&gt;(He is afraid) Leave me, you do not me.&lt;br /&gt;(All the four people stands up, two of them runs away. The father strikes his head against the table again)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Name and address.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The broker&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes. I give you the name and address.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 73&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son, the golden chain man and the five murders,  a lot of children and some villagers. &lt;br /&gt;(The Jeep enters into a village, and more than thirty children runs behind the jeep. The Jeep stops before a bricks made premises. The golden chain man comes out the Jeep)&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the children) Do not touch this Jeep. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;(The son and all the murders comes out of the Jeep. Some villagers come to the Jeep and the golden chain man greets them)&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to an old man) . You have become fat, it seems that aunty is providing you proper food.&lt;br /&gt;                                         A young man&lt;br /&gt;He has just bought a milky cow. He is taking milk now-a-days.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Laughing) So why his cheeks have turned red.&lt;br /&gt;                 The two sons of golden chain men&lt;br /&gt;(Two small kids runs to him) papa! papa&lt;br /&gt;(He takes both of them in his arms) How are you?&lt;br /&gt;                                  One son&lt;br /&gt;(Denoting to the other son) He beats me.&lt;br /&gt;                               The second son&lt;br /&gt;No, he beats me. You go away he is my father.&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to a young villager) Take out fishes from the Jeep and cook them. (He turns to the five murders) You can take rest in that room, if you want. I am going to meet my wife.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns to the son) Would you like to meet my wife? She will be happy to see you. And I will tell her that your mother makes better than her. Ha ! Ha !&lt;br /&gt;(The son smiles)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 74&lt;br /&gt;Character : The father and the a woman whom he has met in the hospital earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ at a house door.&lt;br /&gt;(The father nocks the door of a house. The woman opens the door)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(With a little surprise) It is your house?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The woman&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Is there any man in the house?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The woman&lt;br /&gt;No, all are out. What you want?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Has your husband or any man of this house bought a car yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The woman&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. What men do never tell to their wives.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The father&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to him angrily)&lt;br /&gt;Ok! I will come latter.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 75&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man, his two sons and one daughter and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ a big space, around it rooms have been made.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden man enters into the space crossing big door made of iron and wood. Both the sons are in his laps. One jump off and runs inside.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;Mother! Mother! Father has come.&lt;br /&gt;(The second son too jumps off and follows the first one)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The second son&lt;br /&gt;Mother! Mother! Father has come.&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to them and smiles. Both of them enter into the house. A beautiful woman comes to them with water in a local made pot)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to his the son)  She is my wife. (to his wife) and he is my new little friend who knows very well how to catch snake. Let me see you the snake.&lt;br /&gt;(He takes the small bag from son hands and catches the snake and it takes it out. The wife afraid and pots from her hands fells down. The two sons looks to the snake.)  &lt;br /&gt;                                           The wife&lt;br /&gt;It will bite you. Throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, it is without poison. This little friend has made its poison less. A snake without poison is like a hen. Even I child can it.&lt;br /&gt;(He throws the snake over his wife and she runs away, abusing him) &lt;br /&gt;Ha! ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 76&lt;br /&gt;Character : The father and, the chief and two associate.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/in site a room&lt;br /&gt;(All are sitting around a round table)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;DM is not the main issue. We are very near to some big fishes. Both the CM and the Leader of opposition are involved in this fraudulent case together. We can hold their neck now.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;You have done a good job. But we cannot arrest them now. I will have to talk to headquarter. I do not want to take risk.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;They are not aware of our progress, we can wait.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The chief&lt;br /&gt;It is good. Go and enjoy your time, I will call you soon…Wait. two dead bodies have been found besides a river…but it is not related with our department. Just glance over the matter if you have time. No need to report, but we should be aware of all the crime in our areas.   &lt;br /&gt;                                        The father                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;I will see it.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-3817653403411232574?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/3817653403411232574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=3817653403411232574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3817653403411232574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/3817653403411232574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-71-75.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 71-75)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-6641220545886839754</id><published>2008-05-26T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:01:31.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scence 60-70)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nandan Dedicated to a pearl)&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 60&lt;br /&gt;The character: The father, his two associates, the young DM, and another young man.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/ tennis ground&lt;br /&gt;(The young DM is playing tennis with a young man. The father and his two associates are sitting around a table and drinking  cold drinks and looking to the DM)&lt;br /&gt;                                    An associate&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the DM) He is very young.  His wife will miss him.&lt;br /&gt;(The father turns to the associate, and stairs him)&lt;br /&gt;How will he react when we approach him ? For what you are waiting? We should arrest him immediately.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not you see he is playing very well? I like his play. Let him finish the game. Till now I would like to enjoy my cold drink.&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the DM)  Good shot.&lt;br /&gt;(When the game finishes The DM  comes to his chair and takes a bottle of water. The father comes to him and hold his bottle)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;It is not good to drink water after a warm play.&lt;br /&gt;(The DM looks to him with little surprise)&lt;br /&gt;You are a good player but sometime you played bad.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The DM&lt;br /&gt;(still in confusion) I do now get your words.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;You have singed five checks to a falls NGO and earned a lot of money. Now you are under arrest. It is CBI here.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The DM &lt;br /&gt;(Loosing his confidence) I am the DM, you know?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I know only that you have used public fund, that’s all. Would you come with us with regard or….&lt;br /&gt;                                      The DM&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to you my advocate.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;Not now. Certainly you will be given chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        The DM&lt;br /&gt;It is against law.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Did you care the law ? Do not teach me law and come with me. I do not want to create a scene here.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks into his eyes confidently and he surrender before him)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The DM&lt;br /&gt;Let me change the dress.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The Father&lt;br /&gt;No, need. I am thinking to play with you, but in my court.&lt;br /&gt;(The father and the DM move to the main gate and the his two associates follow them)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 61&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son and the mother&lt;br /&gt;Day/Ext/ in front of the beautiful house&lt;br /&gt;(The son enters into the house and advances to the main gate. I see a lock on the door and opens it with his key and enters into it. he comes to the drawing room and then to his bed room.  He then takes out his revolver and looks to it. Then he checks the magazine. Three shots have been used. He opens his drawer and fills the magazines. Meanwhile the mother enters into the room. )&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;(With little surprise) Oh! You came, where is you father?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;(Filling the magazine) I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;He told me that your were in jail and …&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, I am alright. Everything is materialized.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to him) I always tell you not to move with your father. What happened with you?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;(putting revolver into the drawer) Nothing, it was just a fighting. &lt;br /&gt;                                   The mother&lt;br /&gt;I hate fighting. Now you will not go anywhere. Go in the worship room and touch the feet of God and Goddess. Because of them you have come back safe and sound. I had been worshiping night and day. &lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;(The son looking to her mother) I am thirsty, let me drink some water.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The mother&lt;br /&gt;First go into the worship room. I bring water for you.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;(he said confidently) I will not.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother looks to him with surprise)&lt;br /&gt;                                The mother&lt;br /&gt;You won't ? Have you gone mad !&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;Your god and goddess are dead. And I do want to worship dead god and goddess.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In a fanatic tone) keep your mum shut and go into the worship room.&lt;br /&gt;(The son goes to the worship room and stands before them. He sees some candles and pick up all of them and burn them. And looking straight to the god and goddess he moves those  candles around them. After a little while he blow off them one with one breathe. His eyes are burning with anger)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 62&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, The DM and the two associates.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/ in side the big luxurious room.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The DM&lt;br /&gt;(Angrily) What the hell you are doing with me?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The father&lt;br /&gt;I know you are the very small fish, I want sharks. Undoubtedly you will be terminated after this inquiry. You can help yourself by telling me all the truth. I am a kind man and do not want to destroy your career.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                        The DM&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to my advocate.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;He cannot save you. We have a lot of documented evidence against you. (Looking to his associate) Just show him.&lt;br /&gt;(The associate put forward a file)&lt;br /&gt;You have signed more than five checks for a fake NGO. Besides it, We have checked the accounts of you and your wife as well as evaluated your all property. You wife is very beautiful… I think she will have to spend her time behind bars. What would you like tea or coffee?&lt;br /&gt;(The DM is nervous to see the documents)&lt;br /&gt;You are very much lucky that you have a very beautiful wife who loves you. I am not as lucky as you are.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The DM&lt;br /&gt;What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;Name of those Sharks and the substantial proofs against them.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The DM&lt;br /&gt;Ok, But I want no tricks with me.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   Scene 63&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the father and the mother&lt;br /&gt;Ent/night/dining table&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting around the dining table and reading a book. The mother is busy to prepare the table.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The mother&lt;br /&gt;I have made a special khir for you tonight. My father would love it very much….You know he would always tell me to make this dish. What are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;(Without looking to the mother) Ghost story. &lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Going to the kitchen) You should read some wise men's stories. They will make you wise. You have finished your school, (Coming back from the kitchen with a pot in her hand and putting it on the dining table) Why do not you join some summer classes? You will learn some new things.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I have learned many  new things in jail in two days only.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;Likes?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;(in an irritating tone) How to kill a man perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;Like father, likes son.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looks to her) Do you love father?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;He is always busy with his works. I do not know what he does?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Do you love father?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The mother&lt;br /&gt;All woman loves her husbands.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Then why do quarrel with him always?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting besides him) I have protected him like a son but he never understands my words and it makes me angry. But you should not think about it.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;If someone loves you, Will he kill him?&lt;br /&gt;                                          Mother&lt;br /&gt;(The mother laughs a hearty laugh, and the son looks to him with smile) …It is an interesting question. You must ask this question to your father. If someone loves me, Will he kill him?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I am not joking, Just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;Hum! You are not joking, then I must be honest to you. I think no man can tolerate her woman lover. Do you love any girl? Do you love any woman? &lt;br /&gt;(The son looks her and with a little hesitation)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Father tells me that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother laughs again, a hearty laugh)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The mother&lt;br /&gt;All children love their mothers.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;No, he tells me that I love you like a man.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother looks to her with little surprise and smile)&lt;br /&gt;                             The mother&lt;br /&gt;And what he says?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;…He says that I love you like a man and he will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The mother&lt;br /&gt;Has he gone mad ! …And what he says?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;And he says…(He looks to the door, the father is standing there and staring him. The son keeps his mum shut. The mother follows her eyes and looks to the father.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(in angry tone) I will kill you? You son of a pig…You have tried to…(He stops and looks the mother.)…And you ! You do not know how to talk to a child. &lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I have not told her anything.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Anything! What anything ? Have you told her that you have almost…Dam keep your mum shit. Do you know what have you done ? &lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;(With a little anger) I have seen two people killed before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking about those two people…I am talking about…Where is my revolver?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The Son&lt;br /&gt;In my drawer.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Go and bring that here, Just now.&lt;br /&gt;(The son stands up and goes to his room)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The mother&lt;br /&gt;What has he done?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;(In an irritating tone) An you! All woman are alike.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The mother&lt;br /&gt;(With an irritating tone) What do mean by all woman are alike?&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes with the revolver and gives it to the father. The father  opens the magazine and check it. Then he smells it and looks to the son. The son sees into his eyes confidently.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;When did you come from Jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;In day time&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;When your were released from the jail ?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;3.34 PM.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The mother&lt;br /&gt;Why are you behaving with him like a criminal?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat my head, I am already hungry, bring something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Wash your hands and mouth and go to the worship room and then come to the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to her angrily and goes to his rooms.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Will he kill me?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;I will kill him.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to spent my time with him, Will you help me?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Just do not leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         The mother&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Do you love Father ?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry and irritating voice) Who the hell will love that mad man!!!&lt;br /&gt;(The son starts reading the book. After a little while the father comes with a new night dress , very much fresh)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;What you are reading?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Ghost storirs.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;You are reading right thing. I would love to make you a ghost. And I am sure you too would love it.&lt;br /&gt;(The looks  to him)&lt;br /&gt;You have used it.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;What ?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(In an irritating tone) Woman!  I am talking about the revolver.&lt;br /&gt;                                              The mother&lt;br /&gt;(She comes with a pot and looks to the man with surprise.) Do you know how to talk to a child? Woman!!&lt;br /&gt;                                              The Father&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat my head, I am hungry. Have you used it?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!&lt;br /&gt;(The mother looks to the son with surprise ) You have used a woman !!!&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the mother and then to the father.)&lt;br /&gt;                                            The father&lt;br /&gt;(to the mother)Why are you standing here?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice)  For Eating your hungry brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (The father looks to the mother angrily, and she goes back into the kitchen. Then he turns to the son and looks to him as if he  is waiting for his words)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Some one waned to kill me, and I used three shots.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;The three shots!! I have lost my smelling power, perhaps. Your mother makes good food.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother listen the father words, looks to him like with little softness.)&lt;br /&gt;                             How many people you have kills ?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I saw four men and fired three shots. And it was body fire I could not see the results as they runs away with their car. And then I came here.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Can you recognize them?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The Father    &lt;br /&gt;You will stay with me until I arrest them.                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                         The son                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;Am I caged ?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not forget that you have tried to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;(They are served food and the eat together)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father                             &lt;br /&gt;(To mother) You are a good cook but you do not cook like my mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother             &lt;br /&gt;Then go to your mother.                                    &lt;br /&gt;   Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 64&lt;br /&gt; Characters : The mother, the father and the son&lt;br /&gt;Int/Day/ in side the house&lt;br /&gt;(The father is ready to go outside, the son is still reading a ghost novel, the mother is ironing some clothes.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(to the son) You feel free to stay here but do not move outside. I will come back very soon.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I can not stay here for long.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(In an authoritative tone) You will have to stay.&lt;br /&gt;( The mother looks to the father but says nothing. The father goes out.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The mother                          &lt;br /&gt;He is always a barking man.&lt;br /&gt;(The son stands up and turns to the door)&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;I want some fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The mother&lt;br /&gt;Your father has told you to stay inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;I will come back before him.&lt;br /&gt;(The son goes out of the door)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 65&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the wounded man, and two women.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/  hospital&lt;br /&gt;(The father  enters into the hospital premises with his Jeep. After parking it he enters into the hospital and goes to the ward where the wounded man is laying. He is in conscious state. One woman is sitting besides him and one is standing there.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the wounded man)&lt;br /&gt;You have recovered, it is good.&lt;br /&gt;(The man looks to him)&lt;br /&gt;It was just an accident and you should had forgotten it.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The woman&lt;br /&gt;He is unable to speak.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Well, Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The woman&lt;br /&gt;I am his wife.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Where is the other members of your family, I want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The woman&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. They have not turned up since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me where I will get them?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The woman&lt;br /&gt;How can I say? I am too waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I will come latter. If they turn ups you must ask them to see me. (Looking to the wounded man) Take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The woman&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;I am the father of the son who hit him.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                             Scene 66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;Characters: The son, The golden chain man, The five murders and the three men who had attacked on the son before the jail gate. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/Road side&lt;br /&gt;(The son is walking on the road. He is lost in himself.  A marshal Jeep over takes him and stops besides him. He looks to the Jeep. The golden chain man is driving the Jeep. He smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;                            The Golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You were not expecting me so soon ! Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;Just taking the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Opening the gate of the Jeep)  Come in. We are going besides a river. I hope you would like to enjoy it. It will be a great fun.&lt;br /&gt;(The son enters into the Jeep and closes the door)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I love river, its stream excite me.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I love to swim against the stream.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;We will have a great fun today. (Taking out the snake from a bag.) Your snake it still with me. I think it is a good gift you have given me.&lt;br /&gt;(The son takes the snakes from his hand and looks to its eyes)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;It feels safe.&lt;br /&gt;(The car starts running)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel in jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help.&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;No need. I was just enjoying the jail. In fact I had to kill that man. It was necessary. You did a good job.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Good job!&lt;br /&gt;                                   The Golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What happened out side the jail after your releasing?  Perhaps some people tried to kill you ?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;They tried to fire over me, but I shoot three shots on them.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Can you recognize them?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Look under the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;(The son turns his head and looks under the seats. Three men are laying under the seats. Their legs and hands are tied and three murders are having their revolvers on their heads. They have their boots over their bodies. They are very much afraid.)&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the golden chain man, holding the snake in his hand.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;They are the same people?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;They are the brothers of that man whom you knocked down in the bar.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;But that was an accident.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;But it was an brutal act to kill a man. You had almost killed him. What should we do with these men?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;I warned him not to harm you, but they did not listen my words. Let me think of them. How your mother is?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What did you eat yesterday night?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the tied people) Must leave them.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Man are more dangerous than snake. If once you hit a man, just kill him, otherwise he will kill you. (He looks to the snake.)&lt;br /&gt;When I refused them to kill you, they were talking to the opposite party to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son                                                              &lt;br /&gt;(Looking ahead) Check post!&lt;br /&gt;(Some policemen are standing at the check post.  The golden chain man stops his Jeep at the check post, and looks to the Inspector.)&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Inspector! I am just coming from the jail, and do not want to go jail again without meeting my wife. Ha ! Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;                                        The inspector&lt;br /&gt;I am at your service sir. (He looks to the constables) let the Jeep go.&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Give him some two thousand rupees) Bring some sweets for your children.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The inspector&lt;br /&gt;No, need sir.&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Take it.&lt;br /&gt;(The inspector takes the money with a little hesitation and smile. And the Jeep once again runs fast)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 67&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father, the auto driver, and a garage man&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/outside a garage&lt;br /&gt;(The father is standing out side a garage beside the same car that have been used for shooting his son. The auto driver who was present there is standing besides the father. A garage man is standing there)  &lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To the garage man, watching the car intensely) Who used this car yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The garage man&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. It came in our garage today for denting and painting.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Who is the owner of this car?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The garage man&lt;br /&gt;I have to check the servicing book.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Do it now.&lt;br /&gt;(The garage man checks the service book. The father comes close to the window of the car and watches the bullet spot on the window.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The auto driver&lt;br /&gt;Sri, I have not involved in this matter. I am an honest man. So please let me go. you have got the car.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but do not mention this incident any one.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The auto driver&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;You man go.&lt;br /&gt;(The auto driver goes away. The garage man hands him the service books)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The garage man&lt;br /&gt;Here is the address of the owner of the car.&lt;br /&gt;(The father sees the address and notes it on a note-book)&lt;br /&gt;                                The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 68&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son, The golden chain man, The five murders and the three men who had attacked on the son before the jail gate.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/ day/ besides a river&lt;br /&gt;(The jeep is running along side the river. All of them are sitting there in their usual places.)&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;During rainy season, all the place is filled up with water. Now it is dry.&lt;br /&gt;                                     A murder&lt;br /&gt;Big brother, These men are creating troubles. One of them has passed water on my feet. I cannot tolerate him.&lt;br /&gt;(All the four boys laughs along with the golden chain man. The golden chain man stops the Jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;I think it is the good place. I want to have a good bath first. Till now asks them to dig the ground.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes off the Jeep. The son and all the five murders come down. Two of them runs toward the river, opening their clothes.&lt;br /&gt;                                    One murder&lt;br /&gt;I will catch some fishes.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The second one&lt;br /&gt;And I will help you.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The golden man&lt;br /&gt;(Opening his clothes) Seeing water boys becomes mad. I am mad too. Let me come with you.&lt;br /&gt;                             The fourth murder&lt;br /&gt;(Denoting to the tied people)What about these people?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Ask them do dig there home. (Looking to the son) open your clothe and jump into the river. We will swim together.&lt;br /&gt;(The son gives the snake to a murder and opens his clothes. When he puts his clothe in side the Jeep he sees a stick. He takes it out.) What will  do with it?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the sick) I will catch fishes with it.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is used for cattle not for fishes.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you how to catch fishes with stick.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them runs to the river, and jumps into it. The three murders open the back door and ask those people to come out. With a help of knife one of the murder cut there ropes and make them free.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The murder&lt;br /&gt;(Having revolver in his hand) Do not try to run, otherwise I will shoot all of you.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The fifth murder&lt;br /&gt;(The fifth murder throws a spade before him.) Dig three whole here.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 69&lt;br /&gt;Character: The son, the golden chain man, and the two murders.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/in side river&lt;br /&gt;All of them are bathing and playing. With his stick he is  fishing. He is very conscious to see the fish on the surface of water, and strike the stick over them whenever he sees them. He has killed more than ten big fishes. All of them are very happy. Mean while all the three men are digging the ground with the help of spade. All the three murders having revolvers in their hands are sitting around them. All of the people looks to each-other and communicate through eyes and all of sudden run in to three different directions. The murders looks to them and fire more than ten shots together. All of them fell down on the ground. They are dead men now.&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the three murders from the river, in an irritated tone) They have killed them. It is a bad work.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes out of the river and goes to them. He is angry)&lt;br /&gt;Who told you to kill them ? Who will dig land for them?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The fifth murder&lt;br /&gt;They were running.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Police will find the dead bodies. I wanted to push them under the ground. Always do what I say. Now throw all the bodies into the river. I never want to pollute the. More than five thousand villages use the river's water. Now throw them.&lt;br /&gt;(One after another they throw all the dead bodies into the water. The son and two other murders come out of the river. Their hands are full of fishes. The golden chain man looks to them and becomes happy)&lt;br /&gt;You have done good job. But we will have to leave this place as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks angrily to the three murders who have killed the people)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 70&lt;br /&gt;Character : The father and an old man&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/out side a flat.&lt;br /&gt;(The father pushes the call bell of the flat and after a little while an old man comes out. The old man looks to the father with a question mark in his eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;I want to know about a car.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The old man&lt;br /&gt;I had only one car but I sold it one yesterday. I do not have more to sell. &lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;It was a white car?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The old man&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sorry man you are little late.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Whom you sold it?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The old man&lt;br /&gt;They came to me through broker. I did not know them.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Can you give me the address of the broker.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The old man&lt;br /&gt;You want to buy a car? Certainly I will help you. Let me find out the visiting card of that broker. You just wait, better you come inside.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, I am staying here.&lt;br /&gt;(The old man goes back and after a little while he comes with the card of the broker)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The old man&lt;br /&gt;(Giving the card) He is a brutal broker. He will try to cut your throat. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns back)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-6641220545886839754?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/6641220545886839754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=6641220545886839754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6641220545886839754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6641220545886839754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scence-60-70.html' title='The father and the son (Scence 60-70)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8894046868369736158</id><published>2008-05-24T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T07:53:18.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son( scene 51 to 59)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nadna,  Dedicated to a pearl )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                        Scene 51&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the mother.&lt;br /&gt;Morning/ Ext/ out side the beautiful small house&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the house premises with his Jeep and takes a deep breath. Then he jumps from the Jeep. When he enters into the house he see the mother is chanting some mantras sitting before pictures of some god and goddess. He looks to the father and continue with his mantras. Father seems very tired. He enters into his bed room and fells down on the bed. The mother comes into the rooms. Her eyes are red because he was weeping whole night.)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The mother&lt;br /&gt;Why did not my son come back?&lt;br /&gt;                                              The father&lt;br /&gt;(Opening his eyes) It is a court procedure and the law is doing its own work. I think it will take time.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud voice) How can a father sleep while his son is in jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best but it is not at my hand. I have met him yesterday night. He is al right. You need not worry about him.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In a very loud voice) How can you say it? Need not worry about him!&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat my head. I am already tired.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In a same tone) Bring my son her.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;So that you can love him like a man!&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;(In a little surprise) What! What you said. I think you have lost your mental balance. A father is think about his son like this way…What a hell you are!&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;You just stay here, I am going.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The mother&lt;br /&gt;You always fly, yes you always fly.&lt;br /&gt;(The father stands up and goes out of the door. The mother chase him to the door)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;You have spoiled my life and now you spoiling my son life.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 52&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man and the five murders.&lt;br /&gt;Night /Ent/the cell&lt;br /&gt;(The son and the golden man are laying together, the five murders are sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;I have three children. They would be sleeping now. They always demands stories from me. Do you like story?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;My mother would tell me. She was a good story teller. She would tell me the stories of god and goddess. &lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Tell me some stories. I will tell them to my children, and I am sure the will be happy to listen its.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I am not a good story teller. I cannot narrate them so beautifully as my mother would.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What will you do after going out from the jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not know…First I will to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do your father and forefather have lands.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my forefathers were farmers, but my father joined a government job and then he left agriculture.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The golden man&lt;br /&gt;Then who ploughs your land? &lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;Land workers. My mother manages everything.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is not good. One day they will capture your land. You and your family must be careful about it. These lands workers are being organized systematically. Lands are our jewels. We have to protect them at any cost…Yes, at any cost.  Now you are involved in a crime, I do not think any good man will his daughter to you.  (He smiles) But you are too handsome, you can  win the heart of any girl. &lt;br /&gt;(A snake enters into the cell. It advances to the golden chain man. The son looks to the snake and stands up quickly. He catches the snakes with its tail and very artistically catch its neck. All the prisoners look to him with surprise. The golden chain man watches him very carefully. )&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;(Catching the neck of the snake.) Now it will not move. It is under control.&lt;br /&gt;                                         A murders&lt;br /&gt;You have done excellent job. Let me do this. I want to catch its neck.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;It is poisonous. Let me show you its teeth.&lt;br /&gt; (He turns to the golden chain man)&lt;br /&gt;Give me your revolver.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man gives him his revolver. And he opens the mouth of the snake with the help of revolver.)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Look here…it is its sting. Let me break it.&lt;br /&gt;(With the help of revolver he breaks the sting of the snake.)&lt;br /&gt;Now any one can play with him like an alive toy, it is harmless now. &lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Let me see it. Are you sure it will not harm me.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Now he is angry. After two days he will be easy with us.&lt;br /&gt;You can take it.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man takes the snake with a little fear, the son laughs and with him all the murders laugh.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You are very much skill full to deal a snake !&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I learned it in Nagaland. My childhood friends were very much expert in catching snakes. I would wonder with them whole day in the dense forest looking for snakes. Catching a snake and breaking its sting was great pleasure among us. (In an exciting tone). We would catch more than seven or eight snakes a day.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The second murder&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the snake) He would kill one of us tonight. You have saved us. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;It is angry and afraid. Let it has some rest. I want a shirt. I will put it into its pocket.&lt;br /&gt;(The third murder opens his long shirt and advances it to the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The third murder&lt;br /&gt;You can use it.&lt;br /&gt;(The son puts the snake into the pocket of his shirt and close it very artistically.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him)&lt;br /&gt;You are able to play with poisonous creatures. You have a killing instinct.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             Cut to… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 53.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father&lt;br /&gt;(He is sleeping in his Jeep out side his house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 54&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man and the five murders.&lt;br /&gt;Ext/morning/ bathing place.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man and two murders are inside a big water tub. They are enjoying with water while the son is standing besides the tub and watching them.Three murders are opening their clothes in order to jump into the tub. Water is continuously flowing from a big pipe into the tank. )&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(looking to the son)&lt;br /&gt;Come in side the tub. It is a wonderful water.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The son&lt;br /&gt;I will not come. I do not want a bath.&lt;br /&gt;                        The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It will be a great fun. Just come in.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the boys who are putting off their clothes)&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Bring the boy here. Do it fast.&lt;br /&gt;(All the three boys looks to the son and advance to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;No !&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Catch him.&lt;br /&gt;(When the three boys comes near to the son, he runs away and all of them chase him)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Catch him.&lt;br /&gt;(They catch the son and bring him to the tub, and then throw him into the big tub. All of them laugh, including the son. Then all the three boys push one-another into the tub. They laugh and enjoy. The son put off his clothes in the tub, and feels that he has a revolver in his waist. The expression of his face changes and he is tense. In side the water he covers the revolver with his shirt and puts them on a wall besides the tub. No one notice that he has a revolver. All of them bathe and enjoy)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 54&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, his associate and the chief officer&lt;br /&gt;Ent/morning/ in side a room&lt;br /&gt;(All the them are sitting around a table) &lt;br /&gt;                                The chief officer&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the father)&lt;br /&gt;You have done a good job. I think we are going to catch some big fishes.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;The DM is involved in this fraud case. It was the DM who has signed over all the papers.&lt;br /&gt;                             The chief officer&lt;br /&gt;We have sufficient proof to arrest him?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He has earned a lot of money and going to quite the job. He has been offered to join a big multinational company.&lt;br /&gt;                                The chief officer&lt;br /&gt;Arrest him. I want to see him behind the bar.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Some big political persons are also involved in this case. But we have no substantial proof.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The chief officer&lt;br /&gt;Then collect the proofs, I think you get more form the DM. Do you have anything in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;No sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 55&lt;br /&gt;Characters : Prisoners of all the wards&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day/out side the wards.&lt;br /&gt;(Prisoners of all the 7 wards are standing at the wards gate. They are in agitated mood and making noise)&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;(All the jail guards are very much alert)&lt;br /&gt;(In side a ward a prisoner is addressing others prisoners)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Prisoners are being killed in the jail. They are not being protected. We are not safe here. In side the jail anywhere, anytime anyone can be killed. We are hungry. They did not provide us food yesterday, why? We will have to talk to the Jailer. If he does not fulfill our demands, we will strike…Hunger strike.&lt;br /&gt;                                       a prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Hay, Son of a leader!! We are already on hunger strike. And we want food.&lt;br /&gt;                                 All the prisoners&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;We want food !!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 56&lt;br /&gt;Characters  : Some media men,  and some jail guards&lt;br /&gt;Ext/ Day/ at the main jail gate.&lt;br /&gt;(Some journalist are standing at the main gate of the jail. They are trying to enter into the jail but are stopped by the jail guards. An jail officer comes out. All the journalist runs to him)&lt;br /&gt;                                    A journalist&lt;br /&gt;What is going on inside the jail? We want to cover the news.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Second journalist&lt;br /&gt;Two prisoner were killed yesterday, and not a single statement has been given by the Jail authority. Who is responsible for these killings ?&lt;br /&gt;                                    An jail officer&lt;br /&gt;We are trying our level best to maintain the law and order in side the jail. First investigation reveals that these two killings are the result of the gang war. I hope you will understand the situation and cooperate with us. It is a difficult time, but situation is under control. Its all.&lt;br /&gt;(The jail officer turns to the gate, while the journalists asks many questions)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                           Scene 57&lt;br /&gt;Characters – the jailer, two jail guards and the jail officer&lt;br /&gt;Ent/Day/ in side the jailer's office.&lt;br /&gt;(The jail officer enters into the jailer's office.)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The jailer&lt;br /&gt;The media has gone away?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The officer&lt;br /&gt;They want to enter into the jail.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The jailer&lt;br /&gt;They are not allowed. Provide the foods to the prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The officer&lt;br /&gt;The prisoners are demanding food.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Let them bark for a little while. It is a jail, we are not running a canteen here.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                           Scene 58&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man, and the five murders.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/day/cell&lt;br /&gt;(All are sitting together and eating foods from a lunch box.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Eating bread and looking to the son)   It is your last meal here.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;What do mean?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry. You are being released today form the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The son watches his face)&lt;br /&gt;Your bail has been granted.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;You are joking?&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to a murder) Show him the papers.&lt;br /&gt;(The murder takes out some papers from his pocket and gives it to the son. The son looks over the papers with surprise)&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;How it is possible !&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;My advocate has done this. The magistrate was my man. Now you are a free man.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to you.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;No,  matter. I have a list of my enemies. Would you like to meet me out side the jail ? Go and enjoy I will meet you very soon.&lt;br /&gt; (The son shakes his head in affirmation and looks to the papers again)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 59&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, two jail guards, two brothers of the wounded man who is struggling for his life in the hospital, with three men&lt;br /&gt;Ext/day in front of the jail gate.&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes out of the jail gate. He turns and looks to the jail gate. He turns his head and looks to the jail gate and then he advances to  a certain direction. From a far distance the two brothers are sitting in a closed car and watching him. A driver starts the car and follows him. The son comes to the main road and looks for the auto. When he does not got any auto he walks ahead. The car is still following him. He looks to a running auto and gives his hand to stop. When it stops, the car comes very close to him and one of the brother opens the window of the car and with his revolver aims to him. The son looks to him and realizes the dangers. Automatically he takes out his revolver and fires over him three shots. The man who was trying to shoot him is hit by his bullet. All of them were not accepting encounter from his side. The driver runs away with the car. And the son jumps into the auto with his revolver and ask the driver to run. The auto driver follows his instruction. After a little while he asks the auto driver to stop his auto and he jumps off and runs into a narrow street. The auto driver too runs to a different direction, he is little afraid.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      Cut to….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8894046868369736158?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8894046868369736158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8894046868369736158&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8894046868369736158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8894046868369736158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-51-to-59.html' title='The father and the son( scene 51 to 59)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5742266846876071635</id><published>2008-05-23T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T08:12:10.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son scene 47-50</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                            Scene 47&lt;br /&gt;The four jail guards come to a big iron wall. One of them go to a guard who is standing inside a small iron made window. He opens the gate from in side.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The guard&lt;br /&gt;Cell number five! It is the order paper.&lt;br /&gt;(Another guard looks over the order paper, and close the gate after having the son in side.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 48&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, The golden chain man, the five murders and a two jail guard.&lt;br /&gt;(The guard leads the son to a small room. When he enters into the room, he sees the golden chain man and the five murders are sitting there and playing cards.)&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son)&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for you. Do you know how to play card?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;No. You knew I was coming here?&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to all the murders)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Come and take your place and feel easy. It is the safest place of the jail. (Looking to the five murders) Do not worry about them. These boys are sharp shooters, but only follow my instruction. I hope you will enjoy with theses boys. Come and sit.&lt;br /&gt;(The son  comes near to them and sit)&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you have not told any one about the murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;Why did you kill him?&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) he was trying to capture lands of my people. He was working with an organization, an organization of wanted criminals. How can we leave our forefather's land? That bloody man has killed my some people.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;You have involved me in this murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. In a way I have save you.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what are you saying?&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;The man whom you have hit is in hospital still and his relatives are targeting you in the jail. He is a Brahmin. One of his brother came to me and asked me to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;(He points his revolver to the son, the son looks to his eyes. All the murders stare the son.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 49&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, his associate and the leader.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ent/ a luxurious room.&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the room and the associate stands up and runs to him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Have you done all the work?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The associate&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;Bring the leader with full dress.&lt;br /&gt;(The associate turns to the other room and after a little while he comes with the leader. Now he is well-dressed.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The leader&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I knows about this matte I have told you. Now please leave me. (He is little afraid.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your co-operation. I do not want to damage you reputation. I hope you will not mention about this meeting any one. &lt;br /&gt;                                        The leader&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the associate) My associate will drop you. &lt;br /&gt;                                    The leader&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;(Both the associate and the leader goes away together. The father fells down on the sofa)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 50&lt;br /&gt;Chracters : The son, The golden chain man, the five murders.&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Dropping his revolver down) I am trying my best to settle down your matter. Everything will depend upon the man. He is still unconscious. Till then you can enjoy the jail.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I want to see your revolver.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;I think you are fascinated to it. Take it.&lt;br /&gt;(The son takes the revolver, and points to a murer)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to kill a man.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man laughs.)&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Bullet does not recognize person, strike the trigger and it does it work.&lt;br /&gt;                                    A murder&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to kill a person with shot distance.&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) He is always ready to kill people. His whole lands had been captured by those people who would work in his field. When his father protested against it, he was killed. Then he joined me and I helped him to take revenge and land both.  &lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Why are you telling me all the things.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to give any chance to those persons who are who are killing my men. And now your involved in this game. When the bearded man was being killed you were with me. And certainly they will target you, no matter where do you live. They will find out you.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;(Returning his revolver) It is you who has involved me in this murder. I do not want to have any relation with you. &lt;br /&gt;                                     The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Laughs) I am trying to help you and you are trying to escape, it is not good.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5742266846876071635?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5742266846876071635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5742266846876071635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5742266846876071635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5742266846876071635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-47-50.html' title='The father and the son scene 47-50'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-6765605781636345771</id><published>2008-05-21T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:58:32.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 41 to 46)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;             Scene 41&lt;br /&gt; Character : The son and a jail guard.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ In side the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The son and the guard are moving slowly to the ward. The son is lost in his mind.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The jail guard&lt;br /&gt;You have joined Big brother's gang?&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The jail guard&lt;br /&gt;But you are taking his lunch box. You know, today no prisoner will get food. But no one check Big Brother. He likes home made food. In side the jail, all know who is behind the killing, but no one dare to mention it. Big brother is a very powerful man.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son                           &lt;br /&gt;I do not know about him more. He just asked me to bring his lunch from the gate.&lt;br /&gt;                               The Jail guard&lt;br /&gt;It has some meaning. No one knows how his mind works. But I am sure you are in his good book. But be careful, it is a crime world.&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes to the gate of the ward. The jail guard opens the door and the son enters into the ward.)&lt;br /&gt;Now in side the ward….&lt;br /&gt;(The son goes to the golden chain man who is sitting on his bed. He looks to the son and smiles )&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for you for long, I am too hungry. Give me the lunch box and wash your hands.&lt;br /&gt;(The son hands over him the lunch box. It has four boxes. He opens the three boxes and looks to son)&lt;br /&gt;Bread, kheer and vegetables…Oh, it is a good food. Just come on.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Why do not you want to eat? It is good food, but I am sure it is not as good as your mother's food. It has been made by my wife. Ha ha !!I have sent a message to my wife that you do not like her food. Wait for answer. Now come and eat.  &lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I am not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You have seen a murder today. But you are a strong boy, you should not afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid. I am thinking about the bearded man.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him keenly) What?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;He said that he knew who had planned this murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Laughing) It is I. &lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;                               The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;My 15 people have been killed by that man and his gang. It is an endless game. But now I am thinking to close this chapter. Wash your hands and eat with me.&lt;br /&gt;(The son washes his hands and eats with him)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;The kheer is testy.&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Ha! ha! ha!! My wife will be happy. Let me distribute some kheer among my people.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks to a prisoner) come here, Quantity is less but I think you all will enjoy this kheer. Take it.&lt;br /&gt;(He tries to  give the box to the prisoner.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The prisoner&lt;br /&gt;We are more than fifteen, how can we all eat, it is less?&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Then let us eat. I cannot help you all.&lt;br /&gt;(Both son and the Golden man laugh together and eat.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to closed ) What is in that box?&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Some sweets after lunch. Let me see first.&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man opens the box. He gets there two revolver made of China. He takes them out.)&lt;br /&gt;Very good. Every thing is going according to plan. It is an automatic revolver. Let me prepare it for you.&lt;br /&gt;(He operates the revolver and gives it to the son. He takes the second revolver in his own hand.) Now you can use it against anyone. Do want to use it?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I ?&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Just come with me. I want to use these revolvers.&lt;br /&gt;(He says and stands up. The son looks to him in bewilderment and he too stands up. The golden chain man goes ahead and the son follows him, still he is in a state of bewilderment.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Scene 42&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ road side&lt;br /&gt;(The father is driving his Jeep very fast. He is going to the jail. He is little tensed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 43&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man, the bearded man&lt;br /&gt;and the prisoners of the ward number 5.&lt;br /&gt;Ent/ night/ in side the ward&lt;br /&gt;(The Golden chain man comes to the bearded man who is laying on the ground. The son is following him. Both of them have revolvers in their hands. The son is still in a state of bewilderment. He does not what is happening around him. The golden chain man kicks on the face of the bearded man. A flwo of blood comes from his nose. The son is shocked to see it. He tries to move away but the golden man stops him with his hand)&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do not move. It is just a start.&lt;br /&gt;(The bearded man looks to him. He is afraid. The golden man kicks him continuously. All the prisoners look to him but say nothing. They are afraid.)&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for this time for long. You have killed my many people. Now no rat and cat game.&lt;br /&gt;(He strike over his head with the butt of revolver.  A flow of blood comes from his head.)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;(In a state of irritation) Why are you beating him brutally?&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;He is the master mind behind all the killings.&lt;br /&gt;                                The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;Leave me! Please leave me!!&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to kill me!! Only I will rule over this jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The bearded man to catch his legs and asks for forgiveness, but there is no mercy. He continue beats him brutally)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Inter cut….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Scene 44&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father, the jailer and two jail guards&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ in front of the jail&lt;br /&gt;(The father stops his Jeep in front of the jail, runs fast to the main gate. He looks to the jail guards)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I am from CBI. I just want to meet the jailer. Open the gate.&lt;br /&gt;(He shows his I card. The guard opens the gate, he enters into the gate quickly. The guard leads him to the jailer office who is still sitting in his office.)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to father)&lt;br /&gt;What Can I do for you?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet my son.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Come in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The father&lt;br /&gt;I am from CBI and I wants to see my son just now. Please help me.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The jailer&lt;br /&gt;You son in my jail!&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Today he has been shifted her.&lt;br /&gt;                                           Jailer&lt;br /&gt;The boy! He is the witness of a murder. I have just talked to him. He is safe and sound. Nothing to worry.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Let me see him, please.&lt;br /&gt;                                              Jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking something) Come with me.&lt;br /&gt;(The jailer stands up and goes out of the office. The father follows him quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them are walking fast inside the jail. Four jail guard are walking with them.)&lt;br /&gt;                                              Jailer&lt;br /&gt;He is a nice kid. What has he done?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;He has broken a bottle of wine against a man's head.&lt;br /&gt;                                                Jailer&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes. And I am worried about him.&lt;br /&gt;                                             Jailer&lt;br /&gt;A good father always worries about one's son. Today a prisoner has been killed in the  jail and he is the eye witness.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Has he recognized the killers?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The jailer&lt;br /&gt;No, perhaps he is afraid. But I have assured him not to worry. I will personally looks after him.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             inter cut…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 43 (Continue)&lt;br /&gt;(The golden chain man has beaten the bearded man brutally. He looks to the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The Golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son)&lt;br /&gt;Kill him.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The Golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(In an emphatic tone) I say kill him.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the Golden chain man) Please do not kill me. I will not go against your will ever. Please do not kill me.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;A snake cannot be left after a beat. Just kill him.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I will not.&lt;br /&gt;                              The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(With a little smile) Dear I wanted to see your killing instinct. But do not worry let me finish this job. Then I will talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;(He fires three shots on the bearded man)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                             Scene 44&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father, the jailer and four jail guards&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ in side the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(All of them listen the sound of shots. They looks to each-other)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes from?&lt;br /&gt;                                        A guard&lt;br /&gt;From ward number five.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Where is my son?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The jailer&lt;br /&gt;He is in ward number five.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Where it is?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The guard&lt;br /&gt;That side.&lt;br /&gt;(The father runs to that side.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         Jailer&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) calls more force. (He too runs behind the father. Two guard starts wistling. A lot of jail guards runs from the different sides. The father comes to the main gate of the ward number five. A jail guard opens the lock and he enters into the ward. The jailer too enters into the ward with jail guards. All the prisoners in the ward are laying here and there closing their eyes. The golden chain man is laying in his own bed while the son is sitting at his usual place against the wall, closing his eyes. The body of the bearded man is laying there. All the jail guards are very attentive. They are holding their rifles strongly The father looks to the dead body and then to the son who is sitting against the wall, closing his eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Oh! one more killing.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                         Intermission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 45&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the son, the jailer&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ent/ In the jail office.&lt;br /&gt;(All are sitting around a desk. The father and jailer are very tensed while the son is still in a state of bewilderment)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The jailer&lt;br /&gt;The situation is not under control. It is the second murder inside my jail. What the hell is going on here.&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) You were present on both the spots. You know very well who are behind these murders.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not interrogate him. Are you not looking he is afraid and unable to speak? Why do you not ask others prisoners? Prisoners are using revolver in side your jail …Hum!&lt;br /&gt;                                           The jailer&lt;br /&gt;No prisoner is saying a single word about this murder. All were sleeping ! How is it possible ? They think we all are ass. This kid can help us. &lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;I do not want more trouble for my son. No prisoner is safe in your jail. You will have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The Jailer&lt;br /&gt;Look, Officer! You do not know what type of problems I am facing. It is not a jail it is a hell. &lt;br /&gt;(He throws a file before the father.)&lt;br /&gt;Look over it. It is the case history of that man who has been killed in my jail. 12 murders, 7 rapes, 38 robberies and three child abuses charges he was facing. Now he has been murdered and now I have to answer before the authority.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;I am not concerned with that criminal. I only want the safety of my son. And I hope you understand my concern.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The jailer&lt;br /&gt;The sniffing dogs are working in the ward and they have identified your child and a well –know criminal. He is being interrogated in the other room. Do not you think we are very polite to your son?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;But sniffing dogs have not recovered the arms that have been used in this murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The jailer&lt;br /&gt;So why I want to interrogate the boy.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son )Let me talk to him alone&lt;br /&gt;                                   The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Standing up) It would be better. You just talk to your son I will come within fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Inter cut…&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 46&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The golden chain man, the jailer, four jail guards and one inspector and two constables.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;(The golden sitting on a chair in a relaxed mood. The inspector is sitting in front of him while all the jail guards and constables are standing there)&lt;br /&gt;Who has killed the man?&lt;br /&gt;                          The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;How can I say I was sleeping at that time.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The inspector&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to make me fool. You will be charged for this murder.&lt;br /&gt;                         The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;If you want to black the government  papers, who can stop you. You cannot prove anything against me. I know you love your wife and two daughters very much.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;(In anger tone) Are you threatening me?&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Inspector I regards police men very much. But police is a human being like me. I am in a jail, Where will you send me now? But of course I can send you and your family in different world, although I will not go out of the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The face of Inspector changes and he realizes that really he and his family in danger.)&lt;br /&gt;(The jailer enters into the room)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the Inspector)&lt;br /&gt;Did he tell anything?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;The body has been sent for postmortem. He is not telling anything. I will have to move. Where is the kid?   &lt;br /&gt;                                             The jailer&lt;br /&gt;He is afraid. His father is interrogating him. We must be polite to him. After all his father is a working police officer.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;I will come tomorrow. Take care of your jail.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Thank you inspector.&lt;br /&gt;(Inspector stands up and goes away with his two constables)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Looks to the jail guard, and with the movement of his head he asks the them to leave the room. They goes away)&lt;br /&gt;Excellent job you have done! Congratulate!&lt;br /&gt;                                  The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Send me to cell for a little while. I do not want to face any more police officer. And of course send the boy to me. I think he will be safe with me. The man whom he has strike is a dangerous man. He has written his won fate. How he is?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The jailer&lt;br /&gt;A little  afraid.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry. He is fit for our work. Let me see him.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The jailer&lt;br /&gt;I will have to face the press.&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden Chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is your problem.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The jailer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-6765605781636345771?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/6765605781636345771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=6765605781636345771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6765605781636345771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/6765605781636345771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-41-to-46.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 41 to 46)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-1998032304119690156</id><published>2008-05-20T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:13:27.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 36 to 40)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;( by alok nandan, dedicated to a pearl)&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 36&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man and the prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/in side ward.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting of the bed and the golden chain man eating some local sweets, laying on the bed.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Eating sweets) Do you know how this sweet is made?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;My mother makes better sweets than this ones.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Laughs) Ha! Ha!! Ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to him angrily) Why are you laughing ?&lt;br /&gt;                          The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;These have been made by my wife, and she claims that no one can make sweets like her….Ha ! Ha!! And you are saying your mother makes better sweets than these ones….Ha!! Ha!! Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;(The sun smiles)&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to son face)&lt;br /&gt;You have a killing smile. I am sure girls would love you. Do you love any girl?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;No!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;When you go to meet the Jailer, You will get something for me.&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you, we will eat together.&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;I want to move.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 37&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the bearded man and prisoners &lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/in side ward.&lt;br /&gt;  (The son is sitting against the wall. His eyes are close. The bearded man looks to him and comes and then sits beside him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The beard man&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting besides him and closing his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;What you are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;(The  son closes his eyes and looks to him and then again closes his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;About death.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling, I am very near to it.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand what you say.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;One of my men has been killed in this jail today, and you were present at the spot. I know who has killed him. Jail is a killing place.  I am fighting against the cruelty of jail. It is my 31 man. My thirty people have been killed in various jails of the state. They have planned my death, I can smell it in the air. Can you recognize those men?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Their faces are still moving before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;You will have to recognize them before the jail authority.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I will not do it.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;You can save my life in this way. You just do it… do it for the countless prisoners who are being treated badly in the jails.&lt;br /&gt;(He takes out the application and advances it to the son) You sign over it.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I will not. It is none my business.&lt;br /&gt;(The door of the ward is opened by a jail guard. The guard enters into the ward )&lt;br /&gt;                                      The Guard&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud voice) Where is the new prisoner ?&lt;br /&gt;(He looks around and see the son, sitting against the wall. He comes to him) You are being called in the office.&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to him and stands up)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;You are going to face the murders. Now everything will depend upon you. I will be waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to him and then turns to the gate with the jail guard.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 38&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, his associate and the leader&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/ in a well decorated hall.&lt;br /&gt;(Father is sitting and reading some papers. The associate is standing before him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the papers) I want all the answers of this questions. I am not in mood to spend much time over this leader.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The associate&lt;br /&gt;Sir, a news has come from the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to him with a question mark in his eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner has been killed brutally in the jail, and your son is the eye witness. The jail authority is going to interview him.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Is he safe and sound?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The associate&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;The leader has taken his lunch ?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The associate&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir! He is waiting to see you.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Let me meet him.&lt;br /&gt;(He stands and goes to a door, picking up a bottle of water. The associate opens the door. The father sees that the leader is sitting on a chair. Some meat and breads are present on the table. He is completely naked and afraid. The father comes to him and sits before him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the food on the table)You have eaten too much, Now you need water. But let me know about your fraudulent. You have miss managed the public fund.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The leader &lt;br /&gt;You are humiliating me. And I will complain against you.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;If you are alive. No more argument just come to the point.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The leader&lt;br /&gt;You are going unconstitutional.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not teach me constitution. I have no time.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                It will be continue…&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 39.&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, The jailer, Five prisoner who have killed a prisoner and six jail guard.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting in the jail office with the jailer. He is an old man.)&lt;br /&gt;                                            The jailer&lt;br /&gt;I have read your file. You are not a professional criminal. I know you were present at the murder spot. Can you recognize those murders? Do not afraid, I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The jailer&lt;br /&gt;You are telling lie. I hop you are not involve in any gang here. We only try to maintain law and order in the jail. And we will not allow any one to break it. You should help us. I have identify some of the persons, You just glance over them and say me if they are the murder or not?&lt;br /&gt;(He rings the bell that is laying on the table, a jail guard enters into the office.)&lt;br /&gt;Bring all the suspected prisoners here.&lt;br /&gt;(The jail guard goes out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I told you I do not recognize them.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The jailer&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to afraid you, it is just a routine work. I have to do my duty.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        it will be continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 38    (Continue)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the Leader) I think I have given you much time.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns to the associate) Call his daughter and wife here. He would like their company.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The leader&lt;br /&gt;(With a little surprise and hesitation) They are standing out side?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;And are very much eager to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The leader&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to himself) No, Do not call them here. Oh ! give me some water.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;First tell me the whole story about your fraudulent.&lt;br /&gt;(The father drinks some water from the bottle)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The leader&lt;br /&gt;I will you whatever you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Good !!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 39 (Continue)&lt;br /&gt;(All the five murders enter into the office. The son looks to their faces and recognize them, but say nothing. He turns to the jailer)&lt;br /&gt;                                          The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the murders) You all have killed a prisoners, I know it. And I do not tolerate such activities in my jail.&lt;br /&gt;(The prisoners say nothing but look here and there. The young prisoner who has used a rod looks to the son with burning eyes. The jailer turns to the guard)&lt;br /&gt;Take them back.&lt;br /&gt;(One by one they leaves the office. )&lt;br /&gt;                                    The young murder&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son) See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The jailer&lt;br /&gt;What you said?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The young murder&lt;br /&gt;He is my friend, I know him very well.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The jailer&lt;br /&gt;(With anger)&lt;br /&gt;Get out.&lt;br /&gt;(The prisoner goes out.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I want to go. You should not called them here. It might be dangerous for me.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The jailer&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry. You are safe here. If you have any problem come to me. You may go now.&lt;br /&gt;(The son stands up and goes out of the door. As soon as he comes out a jail guard come to him with a big lunch box.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The guard&lt;br /&gt;(Handing over him the lunch box) It is lunch for the Big brother. Give it to him when you go back in you ward. And please do not mention about it to any one.&lt;br /&gt;(The son takes the lunch box and turns to the inner door of the Jail. The guard smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 40&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the associate and the leader.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The leader&lt;br /&gt;I have only carried the order of our senior politicians. I could not go against their will.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;You have served two CMs in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The leader&lt;br /&gt;I had no alternatives. If I had denied , I would have thrown away from the power. .&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;How much you have earned through these practices? …Nine hundred crore Rupees !!&lt;br /&gt;                                         The leader&lt;br /&gt;Only two hundred crore Rupees. A big part goes to their account.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Good!! (Turning to associate) Now all his statement has been recorded. You just take care of him, I am going to the jail&lt;br /&gt;                                       The associate&lt;br /&gt;Jail! Why, sir?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;My son is in side the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(Father stands and goes to the door, and then turns to the associate) Provide him water. No more cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;(He walks very fast out of the house and starts his Jeep and runs it)                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                 Scene 40&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the associate and the leader.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The leader&lt;br /&gt;I have only carried the order of our senior politicians. I could not go against their will.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;You have served two CMs in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The leader&lt;br /&gt;I had no alternatives. If I had denied , I would have thrown away from the power. .&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;How much you have earned through these practices? …Nine hundred crore Rupees !!&lt;br /&gt;                                         The leader&lt;br /&gt;Only two hundred crore Rupees. A big part goes to their account.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Good!! (Turning to associate) Now all his statement has been recorded. You just take care of him, I am going to the jail&lt;br /&gt;                                       The associate&lt;br /&gt;Jail! Why, sir?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;My son is in side the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(Father stands and goes to the door, and then turns to the associate) Provide him water. No more cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;(He walks very fast out of the house and starts his Jeep and runs it)                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to….&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-1998032304119690156?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/1998032304119690156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=1998032304119690156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1998032304119690156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/1998032304119690156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-36-to-40.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 36 to 40)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5028849049536127274</id><published>2008-05-16T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:32:47.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The son and the father (Scenes 31-35)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nandan, dedicated to a pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                            Scene 31&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, five young prisoners&lt;br /&gt;(The son is moving around the jail and watching the prisoners and their lives. Some where he has lost in his mind. He goes ahead and turns into a gallery. Six prisoners are trying to kill a young prisoner. Two of them are holding his hands and legs and one is smothering him. The fourth prisoner takes out a small rod stick from this clothes and very forcefully penetrate it into his head. when he tries to cry, puts his hand over his mouth and the man repeats the rod again and again over his head. The son is highly surprised to this brutal murder in the jail. Two new prisoners enters into the gallery and after seeing this scene, they turns back and runs away. One of them looks to the son. and says in a loud voice. )&lt;br /&gt;                                      the running man &lt;br /&gt;(To the son) Do not stay here! Run away!!!&lt;br /&gt;(His commanding words activate the son and along with them he runs away.) Do not mention it to any one, just go and stay in your ward. Think we have not met in any way.&lt;br /&gt;(The boy very fast runs to his ward. In ward premises, some prisoners look to him with a little surprise. He enters into the ward and sits against the wall at his usual place. After a little while, all the prisoners are rushing to the ward.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       One prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Why we are being locked earlier?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The second prisoner&lt;br /&gt;We have not even made our food!&lt;br /&gt;                          The third prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps something happened in the jail.&lt;br /&gt;(A constable quickly locks the door and runs away. All the prisoners are trying to look out side the gate. All are in bewilderment.They are not able to understand the situation. All of sudden, a noise from out side the ward is heard. The mad bell of the jail starts ringing continuously. Outside the ward some prisoners are pelting over jail guards and they are struggling hard to control them. Prisoners inside the ward are still confused and abusing the jail guards from inside. The son is still sitting against the wall, his eyes are closed. Some shots of fire is heard, but the son does not open his eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 32&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son,78 prisoners and the eight jail guards with their rifles.&lt;br /&gt;Evening /Ent/ inside ward&lt;br /&gt;(A jail guard open the gate. With him enter eight jail guards . All the prisoners look to them)&lt;br /&gt;                                       One guard&lt;br /&gt;(With a loud voice)  All take your place. Counting will start. Make pair.&lt;br /&gt;(All the prisoners sit in his place with two set-up. The son is alone. He opens his eyes and looks around. He does not understand what to do.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(Seeing him alone, he sits in front of him) Now we are in pair.&lt;br /&gt;(Counting starts) one, two three….&lt;br /&gt;(The counting goes on like a class room. The jail guard is writing the counting on register)…nine…ten ..fourteen …sixteen…….thirty five…&lt;br /&gt;                                        The guard&lt;br /&gt;(When ends the counting) Thirty pairs…total 70. The number is not perfect..8 prisoners are missing. Let us find them out. &lt;br /&gt;(Two new guards come with eight prisoners, the golden chain man and bearded man were among them )                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                     The new guard&lt;br /&gt;These prisoners belong to this ward.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The guard&lt;br /&gt;(He counts the prisoners)..one , two ..four ..eight…&lt;br /&gt;(Then he looks to the register. Total 78… now the number is perfect. )&lt;br /&gt;                                       A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the guard) What is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The guard&lt;br /&gt;It is just a routine counting. May be you will not get food today.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The second prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The guard&lt;br /&gt;Some prisoners have created problems…We are trying to sort it out. You all just sit here peacefully. If everything is ok, food will be provided in late hours. An no arguments about it. Let us move. &lt;br /&gt;(All of them go out of the ward and again the get is locked. Then some prisoners gather around the golden chain man)&lt;br /&gt;                                       A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(to the Golden chain man) What happened, Big brother?&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner has been killed.&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the golden chain man)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 33&lt;br /&gt;Chaacters : The father, three officers of his department.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ent/in a meeting room.&lt;br /&gt;(They all are sitting around a table.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The first officer&lt;br /&gt;It is a complicated case. We have all the fraudulent proofs against this leader. Now our department wants to arrest him. But it must be done very carefully. You are going to lead this arrest.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes Sir!&lt;br /&gt;                                        The first officer&lt;br /&gt;( Looking to the other two officers )&lt;br /&gt;They will assist you. If you want more force, you can ask them. For interrogation, We will have only three hours. No physical harm and all information I want.    &lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sir.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The first officer&lt;br /&gt;When will you want to move ?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 34&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, two officers and three other men.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ besides a house. &lt;br /&gt;( A Car is standing besides a house. The Father and one officer are sitting in the car. They are looking to the gate of the house.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The officer&lt;br /&gt;As usual we should take action in late night.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;It would be better to catch the bird as soon as possible. We have to do a lot of work after arrest.  &lt;br /&gt;                                         The officer&lt;br /&gt;Arresting is difficult than the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;He is a public leader, he must be dealt softly.&lt;br /&gt;(A car comes to the main gate of the house. When it stops at the gate, the other officer, standing beside the main gate gives signal. The father starts his car and aggressively stops it in front of the leader car. He comes down quickly and opens the car's door. A body guard sitting besides the driver quickly turns to the father with his gun but the officer who is standing there covers him from the windows of the car. He puts his revolver on his head.)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting besides the Leader) It is a CBI red and I want your co-operation. You are under arrest.&lt;br /&gt;(The leader looks to him with blank eyes.)  &lt;br /&gt;You come with me without any voice. I do not want any drama here. The press will come and…&lt;br /&gt;                                         The leader&lt;br /&gt;What you want?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Come with us peacefully. &lt;br /&gt;(The father turns to body guard and the driver.)&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry. It is CBI.  Do not mention anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to the Leader)&lt;br /&gt;Come down.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The leader&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to your officer.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;I am the officer of this red.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The leader&lt;br /&gt;It is not good, it is a democratic country. &lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Democracy! Government for the people by the people etc…We are doing the public work. (In a violent tone) Just come down.&lt;br /&gt;(The leader comes down and enters into the other car. The car quickly moves away and the officer on the road enters into the moving car.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 34&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the golden chain man and the prisoners&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/ in side ward.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting on the only one bed in the ward with the golden chain man.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What you saw today?&lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to him but says nothing)&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about the murder. I know you were present there.&lt;br /&gt;                                             The son&lt;br /&gt;They have killed him brutally.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid ?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;The death is universal truth, every one has to face it. Some people born to kill other people. You have a killing instinct and it is good for this world.  Can you recognize those persons ?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;But you will not. Those are my people. &lt;br /&gt;(The Son looks to the golden chain man.)&lt;br /&gt;You will be called by the jailer.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 35&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and his one associate.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ent/ In a luxurious room.&lt;br /&gt;(The father is sitting on a chair. He is drinking water. His associate is sitting before him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The associate&lt;br /&gt;He wants to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;Have you asked him about lunch?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The associate&lt;br /&gt;Bring some good meats and ask him for lunch. Tell him I will talk to him after lunch.&lt;br /&gt; (The associate stands up).&lt;br /&gt;Only meat, no water.&lt;br /&gt;(The father drinks the water. )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Cut to…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5028849049536127274?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5028849049536127274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5028849049536127274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5028849049536127274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5028849049536127274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/son-and-father-scenes-31-35.html' title='The son and the father (Scenes 31-35)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8148465536770917998</id><published>2008-05-14T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:29:51.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Dedicated to a pearl, a Wicked pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;             Scene 26.&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, The guard, some prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;Day/Ext/ In side jail&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes inside the jail. Fourteen different wards have been made in to different rows. With a little scare and bewilderment he walks slowly between the two rows, watching the prisoners and the jail guards. The guard stops at the ward number five. Some prisoners of the ward number five are sitting in premises of the ward. It is a big premises. In side the premises there is a big banyan tree. The gate of the ward is open) &lt;br /&gt;                                         The guard&lt;br /&gt;(With a loud voice) Time is over, I am going to lock the gate.&lt;br /&gt;(All the prisoners enters into the ward one by one. The son looks them carefully)&lt;br /&gt;                                     A prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(Stops and looks the son and then turn to the guard)&lt;br /&gt;It is a new bird?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The guard&lt;br /&gt;(In angry tone) Mind your business.&lt;br /&gt;(The prisoner enters into the ward silently)&lt;br /&gt;(The guard looks to the son)&lt;br /&gt;It is your ward. Foods will be provided to you from the evening, till now you have to wait. Just stay peacefully, do not create problem here.  &lt;br /&gt;(The son enters into the ward and the guard locks the gate.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  Cut to…..&lt;br /&gt;                                     Scene 27&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, 78 prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;Day/ Int / A big room&lt;br /&gt;(It is a big hall, having two small windows. There is no fans in the hall. Some prisoners are sitting here and there, some are laying on the floor. Some are talking to each-other. It is like a big railway platform. The son feels alone in this un-know crowd. He does not know what to do here. He walks slowly and tries to find out a proper place for him. A short prisoner comes to him)&lt;br /&gt;                            The short prisoner&lt;br /&gt;You have come today?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                              The short prisoner&lt;br /&gt;What cast you are?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahmin.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The short Prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Good! Come to me.&lt;br /&gt;(The son follows him. He leads him to a man, having golden chain in his neck. He is in typical Indian dress—Lungi and Gangi and sitting on bed, the only one bed in the ward.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The short prisoner&lt;br /&gt;(Looking the golden chain man) Brother, he is a Brahmin.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the son. His eyes were brown)&lt;br /&gt;Have you eaten something or not ? (He looks to a man) Give him something to eat. You have broken a bottle of wine over a man's head? &lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;How do you know it?&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is the jail. Everything is watched here very keenly. You just see the today's newspaper. All newspapers have covered your crime act and I have been waiting for you since morning.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;(A man brings some local sweets and gives them to the son )&lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Eat. You are an aggressive boy, and it is not good for you. How much wine have consumed yesterday night?&lt;br /&gt;                                              The son&lt;br /&gt;Some bottles of beer. &lt;br /&gt;                                The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You will have to stay here for long. Where will you sleep? You can use my bed if you want. It is your first day. You will learn everything. The gate will be open at 5.30 pm. Till now you can enjoy the ward. If you face any problem, just tell me.  &lt;br /&gt;                                          The son &lt;br /&gt;Problems ! What problems ?&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is the central Jail. Are you a student?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son &lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What do you read?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;What everything. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;History, physics, chemistry, Geography, biology…&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Wait!!...I am not asking of your subjects…You are in school or college?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Then you will enter into university…Jail is a big school. It will teach you a lot of lessons. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is good. You body is strong. You do exercise everyday?  Smoking make you hollow. You feel free to move here but do not mix-ups with thieves. They will distort your reputation. Here speaks less and understand more.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son &lt;br /&gt;What crime you have done?&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Very easily) Just killed two people !  Have you ever killed anyone?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;But you have killing instinct. Do you know how to operate revolver?&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;I know. In the evening you will eat with me. Do not eat the jail's food. It is not good.  Now go and enjoy the ward.&lt;br /&gt;(The son turns and looks to the people who are in side the ward. )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Scene 28 (a)&lt;br /&gt;Character : The son and Prisoners&lt;br /&gt;Day/Ent/Inside the ward.&lt;br /&gt;(Prisoners are sitting here and there. Some are laying on the ground. Some are playing cards. A prisoner is very good singer. He sings a song. It is a love song. The theme of this song is like this…A woman is alone, her husband has gone to far from her to earn money and she is waiting for him. Her nights are more painful than her days. She has strong desire for her husband. All the prisoners comes and sits around the singer. He is singing with real local dialectical sprits. All the prisoners are silent and their minds are moving with the love song. The son stands in a corner and listen this song.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to..&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 28 (b)&lt;br /&gt;Character : The son and Prisoners&lt;br /&gt;Day/Ent/Inside the ward.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting against a wall of the ward. Still prisoners are chatting. A young bearded man comes to him, and gives him a smile.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The young bearded man&lt;br /&gt;Love affairs?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;What love affairs?&lt;br /&gt;                                The young bearded man&lt;br /&gt;I am sure You involved in fighting due to a girl. All young boys are always ready to fight for girls. What are you thinking? You want to go back and kill your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;You are searching in wrong direction. I am not involved with any girl.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;By caste I am a Yadav. I do not believe in cast, but unfortunately whole the crime word is divided on the cast basis. In my gang I well come young boys of all castes.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;What you wants from me?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;The situation of this jail not good. I have just prepared a letter for the jail authority. I need you sigh.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to involve in this.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;(Giving a page) You just read the letter and think over it.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;(Taking the page and reading it.) Sorry I do not understand anything about it. (He returns the page.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The bearded man&lt;br /&gt;I have been shifted here from another jail, You will know about me a lot of thing latter. See you again.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Cut to… &lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the mother&lt;br /&gt;Day/Ext/out side the beautiful house.&lt;br /&gt;(As soon as the father comes to his house with his Jeep, the mother, after listening the sound of Jeep runs to him from the door. She looks to him, but says nothing)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;He has been sent to jail. The bail is rejected.&lt;br /&gt;                                      Mother&lt;br /&gt;My son is staying among the criminals !&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;I do want to listen anything. I want my son back.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;It will take time.&lt;br /&gt;(He says and advances to the door.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Follow him) You are neither a good husband nor a good father. You have spoiled our life…&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat my head. I am already very much worried.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The mother&lt;br /&gt;How can I tolerate you in this house while my son is in jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looks her angrily,) You go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;(He turns back and sits on the Jeep and starts it)&lt;br /&gt;                                The mother&lt;br /&gt;(Angrily) You are a dog…You always escapes …&lt;br /&gt;    (The father looks to her and goes away with his Jeep.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Scene 30&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son and all the prisoners of the ward.&lt;br /&gt;Evening/ Ent/ in side Ward.&lt;br /&gt;(A jail guard opens the gate. All the prisoners rush to the gate. The son who is sitting against the wall looks to the door. He stands up and advances to the open door. )&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the son) How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say.&lt;br /&gt;                         The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;The gate is opened for an hour. You can use toilet, because after an hour the gate will be closed and for toilet you will have to wait till morning.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;No need. You were talking to the bearded man?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                           The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;Do you know he is Yaday, a milkman ?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;He told me so.&lt;br /&gt;                             The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;You are a Brahmin, So you should not talk to him. He is trying to create disturbance here….Did he ask you to sign over any letter?&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did not do it.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them come out of the ward)&lt;br /&gt;                            The golden chain man&lt;br /&gt;It is good. The jail authority was not ready to accept him in this jail. What would you like to eat tonight?&lt;br /&gt;(Some prisoners from the ward were preparing their material for food. Some are rushing to the three toilets inside the ward number five premises, and some are filling their vacant bottles of water from a pipe. Some prisoners from the other wards are meeting their friends. It seems that it is a village fair.)&lt;br /&gt;The food provided by the jail authority is not good. Rice, pulse and vegetables will be good. We will eat them with ghee.&lt;br /&gt;(He looks around and calls a man)&lt;br /&gt;Make Rice, pulse and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;(The man goes away)&lt;br /&gt;You can move freely for an hours. I have to meet someone in the next ward. I will see you later.&lt;br /&gt;(He goes out of the premise. The watching the people moves out. A pale boy runs behind him)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The pale boy&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, Big brother !&lt;br /&gt;(He turns to him, and looks at his pale face.)&lt;br /&gt;Are not going to take your food from canteen?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;Food from canteen!&lt;br /&gt;                                   The pale boy&lt;br /&gt;Your food is being made here, Please take your food from canteen and give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;(An old man comes from a different direction)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The old man&lt;br /&gt;No, please provide this food to me.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Are you not taking your food?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The old man&lt;br /&gt;We take, but it is not enough. Please, give me your food, I have spent here four years and anyhow I am managing my food.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The pale boy&lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice, to the old man) You try to catch all the prisoners who do eat jail's food. You go away! I will take his food.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The old man&lt;br /&gt;I am dieing of hunger, you are young, you can exist. Let me eat his food.&lt;br /&gt;(Both of them starts fighting, and some prisoners gathers around them. They provoke them to fight professionally. The son goes away.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Cut to….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8148465536770917998?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8148465536770917998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8148465536770917998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8148465536770917998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8148465536770917998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son_14.html' title='The father and the son'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5482281287098187046</id><published>2008-05-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T08:35:33.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 21 to 25)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nandan, dedicated to a pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                          Scene 21&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the mother&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother is laying on the bed and weeping bitterly, while the father is sitting besides him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The mother&lt;br /&gt;I want my son, I want my son. You never cared me…I thought that my son would care of me…now I have lost him…I want my son. I will not fight with you…please return my son…You know I have cared you as my son…I am never demanding…&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you cared me as your son…both of us could not understand each-other…Against your will I sold all my maternal property…but what I could do all my brothers wanted to sell it?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;And you did not tell me a single word when you were going to sell it, it hurt me…and you lost my confidence…so I started misbehaving with you, and now you are taking revenge. I want my son.&lt;br /&gt;(The father holds the mother in his arms and tries to console her)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 22&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son, the four youths, the father and the advocate and five police constables.&lt;br /&gt;Morning/Ext/On the road&lt;br /&gt;(The son, four youths and the five police constable are sitting on a police Jeep. All are chained. The Jeep is running. The father and the advocate are sitting on the other Jeep. It is running behind the first one.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The Advocate&lt;br /&gt;The victim's statement has not been taken till now. He is still struggling for life.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(Driving the Jeep) What will be the result ?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The Advocate&lt;br /&gt;Its totally depends upon the mood of magistrate…I have submitted all the related papers that will show he is minor.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Will it work in the court?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The advocate&lt;br /&gt;Let us see.  I am trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Inter cut…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         A youth&lt;br /&gt;(Sitting besides the son, in another Jeep)&lt;br /&gt;You have been booked under act 307.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;Act 307 ! What is it?&lt;br /&gt;                                          A youth&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to murder. Do not worry, you will be regarded highly in the jail…It is a good crime. Just maintain and increase your contacts in the jail…&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;I will be sent jail?&lt;br /&gt;                                          A youth&lt;br /&gt;Sure!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 23&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, the son, the advocate, two police&lt;br /&gt;constable, and some people. &lt;br /&gt;(The father and the son are standing outside the court room. The son is chained by the two police constables. The father is little tensed while the son is calm. The advocate comes out the court room. The father looks to his face)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The advocate&lt;br /&gt;Bail is rejected.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 24&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The father, the son, some constables and prisoners&lt;br /&gt;Day / Ext/ In front of Jail gate&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes off the Police Jeep. The father standing there. The son looks to the father's eyes. The father moves his fingers in the son's hair. )&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(In sinking voice) I am sorry! But I have talked to the jail authority, you will face no problem here. I would come her with criminals, and today before my eyes my own son is being sent to jail…I am sorry my son, I am sorry.   &lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;(With a confident voice, looking to father's eyes) Take care of my mother. &lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;You do not worry about her.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;Father I love you both.&lt;br /&gt;(He says and advances to the main gate of the jail.The gate opens and the son enters into the gate with two constables. But before going in, he turns and looks to the father. )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 25&lt;br /&gt;Characters: The son, two constables, a jail officers, some jail guards and some prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;Int/ day/ Inside jail office.&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes inside the door with the two constables. An officer is sitting on a chair. Some jail guards moving here and there. Some prisoners have come there to meet his relatives. The constables go to the jail officer who is busy with a file.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      A constable&lt;br /&gt;(To the busy jail officer, advancing some court's paper)&lt;br /&gt;Take charge of this boy.&lt;br /&gt;(The jail officer looks to the constable and then to the boy and takes the papers)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The jail officer&lt;br /&gt;(to the son) What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;Rohit!&lt;br /&gt;                                       The jail officer&lt;br /&gt;What is the chrge?&lt;br /&gt;(When the son says nothing, he looks to the constable)&lt;br /&gt;What is the charge?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The constable&lt;br /&gt;307.  Attempt to murder.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The jail officer&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the papers ) What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;(The son says nothing, in stead of him the constable answeres)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The constable&lt;br /&gt;He has hit a wine bottle over a man's head.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The jail officer&lt;br /&gt;It is too bad boy! Your father is an officer and you are doing such crime. It is not good. What is your caste?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;The Brahman. &lt;br /&gt;                                    The jail officer&lt;br /&gt;(With a little surprise ) Oh no, I am shifting you in the ward number five. Most of the Brahmin prisoners have been sifted there. You will be save there. Do not fight with any one. If you face any problem just come to me. I have talked to your father. &lt;br /&gt;(He looks to a guard) Search this boy through and through. &lt;br /&gt;(The guard searches him through and through)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The guard&lt;br /&gt;He has nothing,  sir!&lt;br /&gt;                                     Jail officer&lt;br /&gt; Send him to ward number five.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The guard&lt;br /&gt;(To the son) come with me&lt;br /&gt;(The inner gate of the jail is opened and the son enters into it with the guard. )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Cut to….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5482281287098187046?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5482281287098187046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5482281287098187046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5482281287098187046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5482281287098187046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-21-to-25.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 21 to 25)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-4944738978345080647</id><published>2008-05-09T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T04:29:00.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 15 to 20)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nandan, dedicated to a pearl )                                     &lt;br /&gt;Character: The father, and a guard, the advocate.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/&lt;br /&gt;(The father comes out of the hospital premise fast and goes to his Jeep. He puts down his rifle besides him and starts the Jeep. The Jeep comes out of the hospital premises. For a little while the Jeep runs on the road. It stops in front of a big house. He jumps from the Jeep and takes the rifle in his hand. When he tries to enter into the big house the guard stops him)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet the advocate.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The guard&lt;br /&gt;But it is too late, come in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;I have no time, I want to meet him now.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The guard&lt;br /&gt;He is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet him just now means just now.&lt;br /&gt;(He says in a fanatic tone)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The advocate&lt;br /&gt;(From his portico) Guard, let the man come.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to the guard and advances to the advocate)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 16&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The son and four youths&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/Lock up.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting against the lock-up's wall. One youth is sitting besides his right side and the other is his left side. The other two youths are sitting in front of him. A youth besides his left takes out a pocket of cigret.) &lt;br /&gt;                                     The youth 1&lt;br /&gt;(taking out one cigret) It is the last cigret.&lt;br /&gt;(he looks to the son) Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The son &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The youth 1&lt;br /&gt; You are arrested first time?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The youth 2 (right side)&lt;br /&gt;He has killed a man. He will sent to prison for ten years.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;( Looking to him) My father will save me.&lt;br /&gt;                             The youth 2&lt;br /&gt;It is a difficult case, non-bailable offence. Certainly you will be sent to prison.&lt;br /&gt;                              The youth 1&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry we will be with you there and help you, although you have beaten us brutally. Would you like to smoke?&lt;br /&gt;(He lit the cigret with the help of a match-stick and takes a deep puff.) Just try friend! You will have to learn a lot of thing in jail. &lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I have never smoked.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The youth 1&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, you will be comfortable, it will relax you….There is a lot of mosquitoes here. (quickly he takes two deep puffs and makes his lops round and flow his smokes moving his head around.) Just take a puff. &lt;br /&gt; (the son with a little hesitation, takes the cigret from his hand and very keenly looks to it)&lt;br /&gt;puff it friend!!&lt;br /&gt;(The son puffs softly)&lt;br /&gt;Now make your lips round and push the smoke outside with the help of your breath. &lt;br /&gt;(When the son makes his lips rounds and tries to push the smoke outside, the third youth sitting in front of hin very forcefully sticks his palm over his lips. All the smokes enters into his chest and he stats woofing. His face turns into red and he looks angrily into her eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The youth 3&lt;br /&gt;Do not smoke like a woman, take the smoke inside; now a new a new world starts from here, and your father will not come to save you. &lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;(with fit of frustration) he will come, he will come, he will come.&lt;br /&gt;(All the youths look each-other and they smile)                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          Cut to…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Scene 17&lt;br /&gt;Character: The father and the advocate.&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent /Inside drawing room. &lt;br /&gt;(The father and the Advocate are sitting together in a drawing room.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The advocate&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking something deep) You are my old friend! So I do not want to tell you lie. It is a complicated case. The victim is still alive and laying in the hospital unconscious. We have only one ground.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father &lt;br /&gt;What ?&lt;br /&gt;                                     The advocate&lt;br /&gt;He is under age. We have to put this point before Magistrate, but I do not think his bail will be granted. You have threatened the other party, and certainly it will work against the case. Even you can be arrested, if they complain against you. &lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;It would be far better, at least I will be with him in the jail.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The advocate&lt;br /&gt;Do not talk silly. Now I am going to prepare all the papers. You must have some rest.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;He will be hungry, so let me go. I will meet you tomorrow in the court.  (The father stands up) Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The advocate&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will go well.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(With a confident voice) I want to save my son at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 18&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, The son, four youths, Police Inspector and some constables.&lt;br /&gt;Night /int/ police station.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is sitting among the youths. The Inspector is sitting on a chair. The father enters into the police station. He has bread and mutton in two different packets. He comes to the lock-up and sees the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I have talked to the advocate. You need not worry about anything. Everything will be managed tomorrow in the court. Come and eat. I have bought bred and mutton for you. &lt;br /&gt;(The son looks to the father and stands up.)&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;I will have to spent night in the lock-up ?&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to the Inspector.&lt;br /&gt;(He comes to the Inspector)&lt;br /&gt;(To Inspector) Please give me a favor.&lt;br /&gt;(Inspector looks to the father, with a question mark in his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;I have talked to my advocate, everything will be finalized tomorrow in the court. Just allow my son to stay outside of the lock-up. I have bought food for him.&lt;br /&gt;                                     the  Inspector&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, it is not possible. He is not allowed to stay outside the lock-up. If senior officers visit in the night, they will take action against me for this act. But of course, he can eat here on my table.  &lt;br /&gt;(In loud voice) Constable! Bring the kid here.&lt;br /&gt;(A constable opens the lock-up and the son comes to his father. The father touches his head lovingly and asks him to sit on a chair.)&lt;br /&gt;                                    the Inspector&lt;br /&gt;Be comfortable. For a little while I am going out side. Constable give them water.&lt;br /&gt;(The inspector goes outside and the constable brings some water in a jug. The father opens the packet.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;(Opening the packets) I know, You like mutton and bread too much. Come and eat.   &lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;(Eating mutton and bread) I think you should return home, mother would be alone. You really hate mother?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(With a little irritation) You know she always tease me. She is not ready to understand my mind. I have been tolerating her for long, but you do not worry,  I will not abuse her.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;(Eating mutton) Mother cooks well!&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes, She is a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;I would always wait for lunch and dinner. She would change dishes regularly…And I am sure you would, too, wait for lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yes, she is an excellent cook. Earlier she was very gentle to me. She would take care of me. She sold her all jewelleries for my higher study. And then I joined this service and was sent for training.      &lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;She would love you a lot. But I am not able to understand why she has turned? Is any mistake from  your side?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;I know why she has turned, but you do not think of it. I promise you I will not abuse her. &lt;br /&gt;                                      The Son&lt;br /&gt;Really you were going to kill me?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;No father can kill a son.&lt;br /&gt;(The son is eating, and the father is sitting in front of him.)&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                           A youth&lt;br /&gt;(From the lock-up, in loud voice) Friend, we are hungry, Would you please provide us some food?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to his father) I want to give them some food.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;You can.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;You go to mother, she would be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have to go. I will come tomorrow with the advocate. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;(Father stands up and turns to the main door.)&lt;br /&gt;                                       The son&lt;br /&gt;Do not tell mother anything about the killing episode.&lt;br /&gt;(The father moves to the son and shakes his head in affirmation and then goes away. The son takes up both the packets and comes to the lock-up. All the youths take the food  )&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                          Scene 19&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the mother&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ a beautiful small house.&lt;br /&gt;(The father parks his Jeep in front of the house, The mother sees it from the window. The father enters into the house.)&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Int/ In side a room. &lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into the room, hangs the rifle on the wall  and sits on a sofa. He opens his boot. Mother comes with a cup of tea.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The mother&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Panday has invited us in his daughter marriage ceremony. I have not seen her for long. She has grown up…Time runs very fast…It seems that it is the talk of yesterday…she would come her with her father…She was looking nice…now I want to see her as a bride, Oh one day my son has a bride…Where he is?  &lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to the mother but says nothing. In fact he is in a state of bewilderment how to say her about his son. Avoiding her question, he takes the cup from her hand and have a ship.)&lt;br /&gt;It is time to come home? The food is ready, wash your mouth, meanwhile I will manage dining table. (With a little irritating tone) Where is that kid? He has made me mad…always do nonsense things…like father like son.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;I always abuse you. I am not a good husband.&lt;br /&gt;(The mother looks to him with little surprise)&lt;br /&gt;For me you have done a lot, I know it…You are angry with me, I never listened you…&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;(She realizes that something wrong with the father)&lt;br /&gt;Is everything ok ? Where is my son?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking straight into his eyes) He is arrested.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;Arrested!  But why? What he has done? I know he is a hot tempered boy.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;He broke a bottle of wine over a man's head.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The mother&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! &lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;The man is struggling for life, I have talked to the advocate, possibly he will be released tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The mother&lt;br /&gt;Possibly ! How it all happened? I was always fearful of his anger. (With anger)  You are always a wild man, and you son too is following your footprints.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;(With in an irritating tone) Do not start barking. I will save him.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The mother&lt;br /&gt;How you will  save him? He has almost killed a man, and you are saying that you will save him ! ( In a fanatic tone)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;(In a loud and irritating voice) Would you keep your mum shut please?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The mother&lt;br /&gt;(With weeping voice) Earlier I have lost my husband, no my son, Oh God!!!&lt;br /&gt;(The father comes to her and hold her gently, she clings to him and weeps)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        Cut to…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-4944738978345080647?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/4944738978345080647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=4944738978345080647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4944738978345080647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/4944738978345080647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-15-to-20.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 15 to 20)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8105459487031184538</id><published>2008-05-08T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:40:05.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 11 to 14)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(by alok nandan Dedicated to a pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;             The scene 11&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The fathers and the son, more than twenty prostitutes and men, some waiters&lt;br /&gt;Night/Ent/ inside motel&lt;br /&gt;(The father and the son enters from the main door. A lot of prostitutes are sitting here and there. Some men are enjoying them with wine and foods. It is smoky room. The son is surprised and hesitant to see this prostitution house. He is not comfortable while the father with his gun looking here and there. Then he turns to the son )&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Select a woman for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The son&lt;br /&gt;(With hesitation) I do not want these women.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;I know you want only your mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The Son&lt;br /&gt;You do not talk like this. Let me select a woman&lt;br /&gt;(Three young prostitutes come to the father and the son.)&lt;br /&gt;                                      One prostitute&lt;br /&gt;(Coming close to the father)&lt;br /&gt;What you want young man?&lt;br /&gt;(The father stares her angrily) I will take care of you, do not worry.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;I want a woman for my rascal son .(he tells loudly)&lt;br /&gt;(All the prostitute look to the son)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The second prostitute&lt;br /&gt;(Coming close to the son) Do not worry, I will take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;                               The third prostitute&lt;br /&gt;(With a little surprise) Oh! It is a kid. This place is not good for him.&lt;br /&gt;                             The second prostitute&lt;br /&gt;I will make this kid a man. (She tries to kiss the son, and he pushes her back with disgust. She laughs). Oh! it is aggressive. I love aggressiveness.  For you I will not take charge.&lt;br /&gt;                            The third prostitute&lt;br /&gt;(Looking the father) You are the father of this son?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;                           The third prostitute&lt;br /&gt;You do not know, it not a good place for him ?&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;(With irritation) Do not try to preach me. You just do your work and take money.&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;(He takes out his purse from his pocket and shows the money. The first prostitute tries to snatch the money from his hand)&lt;br /&gt;                                The first prostitute&lt;br /&gt;Give me this money, I will serve you better.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to stay here.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to go to your mother.&lt;br /&gt;                            The second prostitute&lt;br /&gt;(Again coming close to the son and tries to holding him in her arms) My darling you are so sweet ! Just relax and enjoy your life.&lt;br /&gt;(Now the son pushes her badly and she fells down on a table. All the drinks and eatable ruins. A drunken man help the second prostitute to standup and looks angrily to the son.)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The drunken man&lt;br /&gt;(Angrily) You, son of a swine! Do not know how to handle a beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to the drunken man angrily, The drunken man looks to the father angrily) Do not stare me. I am not afraid of your rifle. Like son, Like father, no, no… Like father, like son....ha! ha!! ha!!! You want to fight with me…come on.&lt;br /&gt;(The son picks-up a bottle of wine and strikes on the drunken man head very forcefully. He fells down, his whole face is full of blood. All the people inside motel was surprised and afraid to see this.) &lt;br /&gt;                                 Some one cries&lt;br /&gt;Call the police. It is a murder case !!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;                                    Scene 12&lt;br /&gt;Characters  : the son, the father, four youths whom the son and the father have already touched a lesson on the road, a police inspector, five constables.&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ent/Police station&lt;br /&gt;(The son is inside lock up with your youths, the father is sitting in front of the inspector. Constables are standing on their duty.)&lt;br /&gt;                                     The inspector&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help you, sir!  Fortunately he is alive. But of course it is a case of attempt to murder. I will have to produce your son before the magistrate.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;He is a kid! It will ruin his life…&lt;br /&gt;                                       The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;You are a government servant, so you can understand my obligations. There is no way, I have to produce him before magistrate any how. But I am unable to understand what both of you were doing there?  You know, you too can be charged  for this case.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;That bastard abused me, and my son hit him. I just wanted to show him prostitutes. I never imagined about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;                                         The Inspector&lt;br /&gt; Prostitutes ! It is not a jock? A father leads a son to prostitution !&lt;br /&gt;                                            The father&lt;br /&gt;You will not understand it, Inspector! I am not a father, I am a hell. I  wanted to…now I want to save him.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The Inspector&lt;br /&gt;He has to face court procedure.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;Let me meet my son.&lt;br /&gt;(He stands up and goes to the lock-up. The son is sitting in the lock up, while all the youths are standing there silently.)&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Why did you hit the man with bottle?&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to his father) He abused you.&lt;br /&gt;                                          The father&lt;br /&gt;….And you hit him, like you tried to kill me when I abused your mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                            The son&lt;br /&gt;I could not control myself when he abused you.&lt;br /&gt;                                           The father&lt;br /&gt;Like you could not control yourself when I abused your mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;I am always cruel to you. &lt;br /&gt;                                          The son&lt;br /&gt;(Standing up and coming to the gate of lock-up)&lt;br /&gt;I love you both father…you and mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;I love you, too, my son. Do not worry, I will save you, I will save you at any cost. Tomorrow you will be produced before magistrate. I hope everything will be ok. The man is alive, Let me talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The son&lt;br /&gt;No, I am thinking about my mother. Do you hate her really?&lt;br /&gt;                                         The father&lt;br /&gt;Take care, I will come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;(The father goes away. One of youth turns to the Son)&lt;br /&gt;                                      The Youth&lt;br /&gt;It is your father ?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The son&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;                                         The youth&lt;br /&gt;It is too much dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Cut to….&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                         Scene 13&lt;br /&gt;You do not worry, I will save you.&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Ext/ outside a hospital&lt;br /&gt;(The father enters into a hospital premises with his Jeep. He parks the Jeep and enters into the hospital. He is tensed. The rifle is still in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father, a nurse and two men&lt;br /&gt;Night/ Int/ inside a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;(The father goes to the visiting office of the hospital. A nurse is sitting there. He comes to the nurse.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The Father&lt;br /&gt;(Little tense) Where is the man?&lt;br /&gt;                                      The nurse&lt;br /&gt;What man?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;The man who was wounded in a motel and hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The nurse&lt;br /&gt;You are asking about the man whose head was hit with a bottle of wine ?&lt;br /&gt;(The two people sitting in the visiting room attracts to the father)&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes .&lt;br /&gt;                                        The nurse&lt;br /&gt;You are his relatives?&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;I am the man whose son has hit him.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The Nurse&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, You know, he is almost died. All the broken glasses enter into his head. He is in critical condition. Doctors are trying to save him. No one knows what will happen.  &lt;br /&gt;                                    The first man&lt;br /&gt;(Coming to the father, he is angry and excited) If anything happens to my brother, I will kill your son.&lt;br /&gt;                                       The father&lt;br /&gt;I have come here not to pick up a quarrel. My son is behind the bar. I just want compromise. &lt;br /&gt;                                 The second man&lt;br /&gt;No, compromise. It is no matter he is sent to jail or not, certainly we will kill him. We have our people in jail. We will kill him in jail. &lt;br /&gt;                                     The father&lt;br /&gt;(Pointing his rifle to his head, with extreme angre)&lt;br /&gt;And I will kill both of you here…just now.&lt;br /&gt;(The face of man turns black, Nurse quickly runs to the father)&lt;br /&gt;                                          Nurse&lt;br /&gt;(With a loud voice) You have gone mad? It is the hospital, do not act illegally here, otherwise I will call the police.&lt;br /&gt;                                        The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking straight to the man's eyes) I will finish your all family, if you think anything against my son. I have come here for a compromise, think over it with cool mind. Everything depends upon your brother's statement. I do not want that he says anything against my son. If he is alive just tell him, and if he is died, you have my words in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;(He puts down the rifle and turns to the door.)     &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            Cut to…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8105459487031184538?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8105459487031184538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8105459487031184538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8105459487031184538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8105459487031184538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-11-to-14.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 11 to 14)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-8073656186936730484</id><published>2008-05-04T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:11:45.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son (Scene 9 and 10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(dedocated to a peral)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;             Scene 9&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the son.&lt;br /&gt;Night/Forest/ on road.&lt;br /&gt;(The jeep is running on the road. With the help of a medical box the son is washing his wound. For this purpose he is using the side mirror of the jeep, looking himself in the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;                                 Father&lt;br /&gt;(Glancing at the son's face)  Sorry I could not save you.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;But you give me a chance to teach them a good lesion.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;They are street dogs, and they must be dealt like this…&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;You are always a angry young man….Always ready to fight. It will create trouble for you in future when you comes old…&lt;br /&gt;                                 The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not bother about me…I know how to lead a good and roaring life…Do you know any prostitutes' house? Hum! You want a woman. &lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;You will provide me a prostitute?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The Father&lt;br /&gt;Your marriage is not possible now…You are going to die…I do not want to destroy the fate of any girl. You do not have any girl friend, it is your fault…So I think a prostitute will be suitable for you…Do not bother all women are prostitutes…&lt;br /&gt;                                The son&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to a prostitute's house.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The father&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the woman…prostitute in my life…no way. I am searching a prostitute for you…Oh! My life is a hell.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot manage to die without woman?&lt;br /&gt;(The father is maintaining the natural tone…His mind is very much clear that he has to kill his son, but at the same time he is thinking hard to fulfill his last desire. A little comedy touch should be maintain here…with expression and tone.)&lt;br /&gt;                                        The son&lt;br /&gt;No compromise, I want a woman.&lt;br /&gt;                                      The father&lt;br /&gt;Ok…Ok…Let me see what can I do for you.&lt;br /&gt;(The jeep entered into a motel)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Cut to...&lt;br /&gt;                                      Scene 10&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the son and a guard&lt;br /&gt;Night/ In front of the motel.&lt;br /&gt;(The Father parks the Jeep in the parking areas of Motel. He opens the door of the Jeep and comes out. The son is sitting at his place. He is not bothered to come out.)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;(Picking his rifle) Get off and come with me…may be we get a bloody prostitute here.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;You go and search, I will stay here…&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not be smart….You are thinking to fly away….no chance…Just come with me.&lt;br /&gt;(He points his rifle to the son, and the son comes out. Both of them tries to enter into the motel. The guard salute them and looks to the rifle with little hesitation.)&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, we are good citizens. Can we get a prostitute here?&lt;br /&gt;                                  The guard&lt;br /&gt;(In the state of bewilderment) Pardon sir !&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;(In an angry voice) For my rascal son, I want a woman.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The guard&lt;br /&gt;(Still he is in the state of bewilderment) Sorry, sir. I do not understand what you say.&lt;br /&gt;                                      Father &lt;br /&gt;Very simple. (denoting to the son) He is young and he wants a woman…Let me know can I get a woman here.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The guard&lt;br /&gt;Try your luck inside.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to the son in an irritating mood and son smiles. The father with his facial gesture asks the son to enter into the door. First the son enters and then the father)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The guard&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely father he is ! If I were his son, I would have enjoyed women earlier. &lt;br /&gt;(He tells very seriously and then smiles as if he is with a woman in her bedroom.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              Cut to…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-8073656186936730484?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/8073656186936730484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=8073656186936730484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8073656186936730484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/8073656186936730484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son-scene-9-and-10.html' title='The father and the son (Scene 9 and 10)'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-5767391292179731607</id><published>2008-05-03T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:22:41.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The father and the son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Dedicated to a pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 7&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the son&lt;br /&gt;Night / forest&lt;br /&gt;(The father is sitting on the driving seat and the son is still laying at his place in the jeep. The father is drinking continuously.)&lt;br /&gt;                                 The son&lt;br /&gt;I have followed you since my childhood. Now I am going to die. My mother has long hair. I would love to touch it…She would be combing her hair and I would watch her…I think she is the most beautiful woman under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;(The father looks to him angrily, and gulp the beer.) When she left the room, I would pick the comb and collect her broken hair. I enjoyed her long hair lot.&lt;br /&gt;                              The father&lt;br /&gt;I would too enjoy her long curly hair…But I did not know it was a net to me…I wrote countless poetry on her long curly hair…but she burnt them all…She is a hell…And you too were enjoying her curly hair secretly! She was taking care of you, and you started loving her like a growing man ! You are hell, too. &lt;br /&gt;                                The son&lt;br /&gt;(Standing up)&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to kill me certainly?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is no doubt in it.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;(Confidently) I want to enjoy a woman.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;What !&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;(Repeating his sentence) I want to enjoy a woman. Till now I have not touched a woman…let me feel a woman before I die…I don’t want to die as a boy, Let me die as a man…I want a woman.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;(In a warning tone) You have drunk too much.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;I am serious about it, How can I die before I enjoy a woman? You cannot treat me like this.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The father&lt;br /&gt;You are considered as a war prisoner…and a prisoner has no right to get a woman.&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;It is not fair…I am a growing up young kid…Let me feel a woman. It is the last desire of a dieing boy…dieing man.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The father&lt;br /&gt;Hum! I am thinking to give you this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;                                     The son&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any girl friend?&lt;br /&gt;                                    The son&lt;br /&gt;No, It is you who told me not to love a girl, it would make you weak, both mentally and physically…I always keep myself away from the girl.&lt;br /&gt;                                 The father&lt;br /&gt;….And love your mother like a man. Let us find out a woman.&lt;br /&gt;(He starts the jeep)&lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;You are in a drunken state, allow me to drive.&lt;br /&gt;(The son comes close to the father)&lt;br /&gt;                               The father&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to teach me a lesion. just jump in.&lt;br /&gt;(The son jump in the jeep and sit besides his father. The father moves the jeep ahead. The rifle is standing against the seat between the father and the son.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Cut to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Scene 8&lt;br /&gt;Characters : The father and the son, and five youths.&lt;br /&gt;Night / forest' road&lt;br /&gt;(The father is driving the jeep in full speed, and the son is enjoying cool air that is touching his face)&lt;br /&gt;                                  The son&lt;br /&gt;You always drive wildly…And I love it…Have you ever loved any woman?&lt;br /&gt;                                 The father&lt;br /&gt;(In a irritating tone) I would love that woman who is your mother…I was mad behind her…I tried to give her my best…but she is a devil…Never break before a woman…otherwise she will break you forever…You, too, are in love with her…What you were saying ?....Ya …You would collect her hair…I am sure you were interested in her dress too…&lt;br /&gt;                                   The son&lt;br /&gt;She would look very beautiful in her pink night gown. She was very care full to me.  &lt;br /&gt;                                The father&lt;br /&gt;And you started loving her…devil mother and devil son !&lt;br /&gt;(An open car scratches to the father's jeep. Five youths are sitting in the open car. They have dunked)&lt;br /&gt;                                     A youth&lt;br /&gt;(With a loud voice) You bloody man! Do not know how to drive? (One of them throws a bottle on the son and it hurts his face…the with the five youths passes away…The father looks to the son's face. He sees some blood over his face and pick up his rifle and shoot the running car's tire. The tire is heated and the driver of the car looses his balance. The car strikes against a tree. The jeep comes to the car and stops. The father stairs all the youths, the rifle is still in his hand. All the youths are afraid to see him.)&lt;br /&gt;                                The father&lt;br /&gt;(Turning to the son) Go off and hit them.&lt;br /&gt;(The son jump off the jeep, some blood is still present on his face. Father turns to the youths) You all stands here…I do not want encounter from your sides…Let him beat all of you.&lt;br /&gt;(With his fists and legs the son beat them brutally, while father is sitting on his driving seat with his rifle and gulping beer. When all the five youths fell down on the ground, the father shoot all other two tires of their car.  )&lt;br /&gt;                                  The father&lt;br /&gt;(Looking to the youths)It is a good lesion, (turning to the son) Now jump in.&lt;br /&gt;(The son jumps in the jeep and sits at his seat. The father starts the jeep and goes ahead.)&lt;br /&gt;                               One youth&lt;br /&gt;(With anger,trying to  stand up  on the road ) Who the hell he was?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      Cut to….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;........Wait for Dr. Sophia!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4537869784139739635-5767391292179731607?l=thegarud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/feeds/5767391292179731607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4537869784139739635&amp;postID=5767391292179731607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5767391292179731607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4537869784139739635/posts/default/5767391292179731607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegarud.blogspot.com/2008/05/father-and-son_03.html' title='The father and the son'/><author><name>Alok Nandan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08283190649809379160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537869784139739635.post-6509110020860512349</id><published>2008-05-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:10:47.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The  father and the son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(This part of the torn diary  is dedicated to a pearl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scene 3&lt;br /&gt;Character: The son and the father&lt;br /&gt;Forest/ Evening&lt;br /&gt;(The son is reciting  poetry, drinking beer and picking dry woods. He is reciting poetry in a harsh voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The son: &lt;br /&gt;My father is cruel like lion&lt;br /&gt;He is going to kill me&lt;br /&gt;If I were stronger than him&lt;br /&gt;Certainly I would teach him&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;The voice of Father:&lt;br /&gt;Your poetry is not in meter, fool!&lt;br /&gt;The son:&lt;br /&gt;(Irritated he gulps his beer )You want my voice only, not meter.&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;The voice of Father:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, do it with perfection. I will not allow to break the rules of poetry…&lt;br /&gt;(The son sees a wild rabbit and looks at the half finished bottle, then he gulps the whole beer of the bottle in one breath and throws it at the rabbit. The bottle strikes the rabbit and he 
