Shiksha Chauhan:
Dada, you should not drink water while eating!
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
Why? What will happen? The food will be disrespected?
Suhasini Chauhan:
Thank the lord. He remembers some things at least.
Shiksha Chauhan:
Dada, tell me something about our father!
Suhasini Chauhan:
Shiksha! Don't talk while eating.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
What do you want to know about father?
Shiksha Chauhan:
Everything! Whenever I ask mother about it, she only says that father was a teacher in Mandwa. And after he died, we came here.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
And?
Shiksha Chauhan:
That's it.
Suhasini Chauhan:
Shiksha eat your food quietly.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
She is asking about her father. She isn't doing a sin.
[Looks at Shiksha]
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
Our father was a self made man. He hated stealing. He hated dishonesty. He believed that a person should continue to work hard without worrying about the results.
[begins to recite a poem]
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
Yeh mahan drushya hai, chal raha manushya hai, asru, swet, rakht se latpat... latpat... latpat. When he died, he was the same. Drenched in tears, mud and blood.
Suhasini Chauhan:
I have called you here just to eat.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
And I am talking about the person who taught us to eat.
Kaali:
Viju!
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
People spat on his dead body. They said that Master Deenanath's life was like a dirty pit and his death was like mud. He didn't even get the funeral pyre fire in the end...
Suhasini Chauhan:
[Slaps Vijay]
Just shut up! Shut up. Just... shut... up...
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan:
And I am alive only because I want to avenge his death. And since the past 15 years, mother has been asking me to shut up.
Suhasini Chauhan:
Get out from my house.
