Lord, you are doubting
Mahadeva's decision?
Neither Earth nor this royal gathering
is devoid of warriors.
[suspenseful music playing]
[conch-shell playing]
Rama!
[theme song playing]
Guru, my father didn't allow me to attend the 'svayamvara'
or give any such order.
[sombre music playing]
Rama, who is your father right now
in this gathering?
'Brahmarshi, '
'henceforth, you will be their acting parents.'
[conch-shell playing]
Guru, I remember
that my father entrusted you with my responsibilities.
You are akin to our mother,
father and also my Lord.
You kept your cool
in a packed gathering even after hearing insults
to maintain my dignity as your teacher.
[joyful music playing]
You didn't even seek my permission
to maintain Ayodhya's honour.
Rama, please go. Your guru akin to a father orders you
to protect Mithila and Maithili's honour.
Save a helpless father's face
and make the king of Ayodhya and your guru proud.
[dramatic music playing]
Rama, fasten Shiva's bow!
- [conch-shell playing] - [theme song playing]
[theme song playing]
Be victorious!
[theme song playing]
[mellow music playing]
[conch-shell playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme music playing]
[devotional music playing]
[devotional music continues playing]
[conch-shell playing]
I bow down to all my gurus,
ancestors,
my father Dasharatha
and my mothers.
I bow down to my Lord Mahadeva.
- [conch-shell playing] - [mantra chanting]
I seek their permission
and blessings, too.
Your Majesty, now I'm doubtful.
This bow couldn't be moved even an inch by Ravana or any other warrior.
[gloomy music playing]
Will this delicate young man
succeed in picking up the bow and fastening the bowstring?
Sunayana, no warrior could kill demons Tataka and Subahu before.
[melancholic music playing]
This holy bow
can be picked up
with willpower and not physical strength.
- [conch-shell playing] - [dramatic music playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song playing]
[devotional music playing]
[theme song playing]
[conch-shell playing]
[ethereal music playing]
[smirking]
Kids have participated in an event organised for warriors!
He could be Ayodhya's prince and Dasharatha's son
but one's family proves their identity and not their valour!
[smirking]
Look at his wrists!
They are so delicate.
They could break under pressure!
How do we believe that he killed Tataka?
It's just a made-up story.
Nobody saw him killing Tataka except the sages.
[dramatic music playing]
Son, please back off right away. Exercise and drink milk!
It's Shiva's bow and not a child's toy.
[dramatic music playing]
According to the grapevine,
Sita picked up this bow when she was just eight years old.
Those are fake stories.
King Janaka's servants cooked up a story to earn some gold coins.
Common people love miracles so they believed it.
We were also swayed by the rumours and came here.
[dramatic music playing]
King Janaka invited us here to insult us
but now he is the one getting insulted.
[snickering]
[dramatic music playing]
Mahadeva, now I understand
why Vishvamitra delayed Shri Rama's visit to Mithila.
He wanted to tell the whole world
that nobody stood a chance against Shri Rama at that moment.
Only he could make the impossible task possible.
[suspenseful music playing]
[joyful music playing]
[joyful music intensifies]
[conch-shell playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
- [conch-shell playing] - [dreamy music plays]
[drums beating]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song playing]
[conch-shell playing]
[mellow music playing]
[joyful music playing]
[vocalising]
[joyful music playing]
Who would have thought
that the most destructive holy bow Pinaka
would turn into a symbol of love?
And that it would help ensure Lord Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi's union.
Goddess, Pinaka's presence in Mithila was meant to ensure this.
It's now fulfilled.
It doesn't need to stay there any longer.
O, Shri Rama,
set it free.
Please destroy it!
[wind whooshing]
[joyful music playing]
[dreamy music plays]
[conch-shell playing]
[theme song playing]
- Hail Shri Ramchandra! - All hail!
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[bow snapping]
[thunder cracking]
[waves crashing]
[conch-shell playing]
[mantra chanting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[tense music playing]
[tense music continues playing]
Mahadeva's wish has been fulfilled.
[conch-shell playing]
[theme song playing]
- Hail Lord Ramchandra! - Hail the Lord!
[theme song continues playing]
[flute playing]
You made me
facilitate the auspicious match between you and Goddess Lakshmi.
This title is greater than being known as an enlightened sage.
I am blessed, my Lord.
By the immense mercy of Mahadeva, Raghuvanshi,
the prince of Ayodhya,
and the son of King Dasharatha,
has fulfilled all the conditions of this 'svayamvara.'
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
He has proved that he is worthy
of marrying my daughter.
[theme song playing]
My child.
Sita.
[flute playing]
- Yes. - Come here.
[flute playing]
[joyful music playing]
Congratulations, Sita.
To whom you had given yourself,
son of Dasharatha, Rama, is now yours.
No.
I now belong to Lord Rama.
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song plays]
[theme song continues playing]
[theme song plays]
[theme song continues playing]
Stop!
[tense music playing]
Stop this hypocrisy.
[drum beats playing]
This choice is unlawful.
The condition was to string the bow.
Not to break it.
[pensive music playing]
Why are we wasting time talking?
Kill this lad.
[tense music playing]
[tense music continues playing]
Let us kidnap Sita.
And if King Janak's army stops us, kill them mercilessly.
Because there is no bow left
to protect Mithila.
Beware!
[dramatic music playing]
[sweeping music playing]
Command me, brother Rama.
So that I can cut and throw the arrogance
and impure thoughts at once.
[dramatic music playing]
My arrows are eager to rip them apart.
They are not humans.
They are demons disguised as humans.
[enraging music playing]
Permit me, Rama.
How did this lad who looks delicate like Lord Kamadeva
turn ferocious like Kartikeya?
Lakshmana.
This is not the time to attack.
It is the time to be hospitable.
[mellow music playing]
All of you are older than us.
[sitar playing]
Please forgive my brother's fault.
And give your good wishes for the wedding.
[flute playing]
Blessings are not given when a crime is committed.
Prince of Avadh, you have damaged Mahadeva's bow.
Not only have you sinned, but you have also cheated.
Because a task which could not be performed by all of us put together,
how did you complete it?
You lifted Mahadeva's bow
as if it was a flower.
- This is an illusion. - It is not an illusion.
It is a shadow of gratitude.
[flute playing]
All of you
were carrying the weight of arrogance.
You were jealous.
You wanted to display your strength.
But Mahadeva's bow
cannot be lifted with lust, greed and anger.
[theme song playing]
It can be lifted with gratitude.
[flute playing]
It cannot be lifted with passion,
but with invocation.
There can be no other way
to lift Mahadeva's bow.
[dramatic music playing]
[conch-shell blowing]
All of you
are stronger than an eight-year-old girl.
But Goddess Sita's heart
is pure like Mother Ganga.
She requested permission to lift the bow,
and Mahadeva permitted her to do so.
And today,
Mahadeva did not disappoint me, either.
[epic music playing]
You have a way with words, Rama.
You are proclaiming yourself as Mahadeva's dearest devotee.
But a devotee,
does not destroy something that is so dear to Mahadeva.
This means that Mahadeva is enraged with you.
[sombre music playing]
And we will return His honour to Him.
By killing you.
Say that again!
Calm down, Lakshmana.
Calm down.
[mellow music playing]
Gentlemen.
It was solely Mahadeva's decision to lift the bow.
Let us allow him to decide how the bow broke.
[epic music playing]
Mahadeva is also called 'purpose.'
I am just a reason.
This bow broke because
perhaps,
it has fulfilled its purpose.
[flute playing]
This is not the time to argue.
We want retribution.
What kind of retribution?
Retribution for your defeat, is it?
Where was your honour and prestige
when you tried to life Mahadeva's bow?
And failed.
This is a 'svayamvara.'
And the decision has been made.
[mellow music playing]
My daughter,
has chosen her husband.
[mellow music playing]
It is
the responsibility of a man,
that he
respects a woman's decision.
[joyful music playing]
He must not ask her to sacrifice her peace
in the fire of his pride.
Don't challenge us, Janak.
We were quiet.
But now, Mahadeva's bow which protected you,
is now broken.
You and your Mithila will now burn in the fire of war.
As far as your beautiful daughter is concerned,
leave her fate to be decided by us.
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music fades]
[waves crashing]
- [conch-shell playing] - [wind whooshing]
[mantra chanting]
[mantra chanting continues]
[warriors charging and screaming]
[dramatic music playing]
Mahadeva removed
His shield from Mithila
because Ayodhya will now shield Mithila!
[conch-shell playing]
[theme song playing]
I sought your permission
because you all are wedding guests.
In case you want to declare war...
[theme song playing]
Then please get ready to face Ayodhya's wrath.
[thunder rumbling]
Because King Dasharatha's sons
won't back off the battlefield.
[theme song playing]
- [theme song playing] - [thunder rumbling]
[thunder breaking]
[suspenseful music playing]
[mantra chanting]
[dramatic music playing]
[mantra chanting]
Who broke my guru Mahadeva's bow?
[mantra chanting]
Rama is here to destroy that audacious being!
[dramatic music playing]
I'm the epitome of death for the Kshatriyas!
I'm Parashurama!
[Parashurama screaming]
[dramatic music playing]
Who broke my Lord's bow?
Answer me!
[suspenseful music playing]
Or else,
I'll burn down this gathering and also the entire Mithila!
[thunder rumbling]
Close all the doors!
Nobody shall leave!
Only a single door will be open for the culprit
and that's the door to death!
- [thunder rumbling] - [dramatic music playing]
I rid this earth of the arrogant Kshatriyas 21 times.
Please don't compel me to annihilate you all for the 22nd time!
Answer me! Who dared to break it?
Please let go of me.
- Please forgive us, Lord! - Please forgive us, Lord!
Not disclosing the culprit of Mahadeva
is also an invitation to death.
[dramatic music playing]
Lord Parashurama.
[dramatic music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
So you will tell me
the culprit's name.
- Tell me, young man! - It's me.
Mahadeva's bow was broken by me.
[mellow music playing]
I ask you to forgive me, my Lord.
[mellow music playing]
Do not forgive him, my Lord.
Take his life away.
He is a great sinner.
Yes, my Lord, he is the arrogant lad who destroyed Mahadeva's bow.
We wanted to punish him ourselves.
Just then you arrived.
Please do the needful, my Lord.
Take his life away.
You,
have broken the mighty bow
that was protected by Parashurama.
Introduce yourself, young boy.
I am also Rama.
[theme song playing]
I am the oldest son of King Dasharatha of Ayodhya.
Rama.
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
Have mercy.
Please have mercy, my Lord.
He is my daughter's groom.
[pensive music playing]
Wonderful.
Even after committing such a great sin, this lad is
standing in front of me fearlessly and full of confidence.
I am overwhelmed by your courage, Rama.
Yet, unfortunately,
I will have to kill you.
[thunder rumbling]
[conch-shell blowing]
[theme song playing]
Because only one Rama
will remain in this world.
[dramatic music]
Will it be the guardian of the bow,
Parashurama?
Or the destroyer of the bow,
Rama.
[theme song playing]
Please think of me as your servant,
and calm down, my Lord.
Are you calling yourself as my servant,
even after committing such a great crime?
Janak!
Tell this imbecile,
[dramatic music]
which bow it was.
Sita, if this begins a war, it will bring calamity upon us.
If Lord Rama kills Lord Parashurama
then he will be labelled as a sinner.
And if Lord Parashurama wins...
Just look at Lord Rama, Urmila.
I am confident
that he will come up with a solution
to protect his honour.
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music fades]
Guru, please forgive me.
My daughter chose him as her groom.
Janaka, that's not the answer to my question!
[tense music plays]
Answer me!
Tell me!
Tell me the name of the bow!
[suspenseful music playing]
It was Mahadeva's Pinaka
given to Mithila by you.
You dared to turn my gift,
the holy bow into a plaything!
[dramatic music playing]
You turned it into a form of entertainment for these men!
[dramatic music playing]
Guru, I just intended
to take the help of Mahadeva's gift
in choosing my daughter's fortune.
So I put forth the condition to fasten the holy bow's bowstring.
Did you hear him?
You just had to fasten the bowstring.
You weren't supposed to break the bow.
Lord, I intended to tie the bowstring
but Mahadeva wanted
to break this bow.
Oh, really!
Why would Mahadeva wish
to break His bow?
[suspenseful music playing]
Mahadeva
is Someone Who destroys innumerable universes every second.
The ones He created.
[suspenseful music playing]
Every entity and human being in this world
comes with a purpose.
When the purpose is fulfilled
they depart from the world.
It could be me
you,
or Mahadeva's Pinaka.
[mellow music playing]
The Pinaka's purpose has been fulfilled, my Lord.
Perhaps it was time for it to be freed.
Such audacity!
Look at how you are glorifying
the crime that you have committed.
Was Mahadeva's bow
made of dried leaves,
that it broke as soon as your tender hands touched it.
[pensive music playing]
Not only are you rude,
but you are arrogant, too.
[dramatic music playing]
You are blaming your crime
on the one Who is most dear to me,
my guru
and my cherished deity, Mahadeva.
I have only spoken
the truth.
Truth?
Now, listen to the truth that I have to say.
You have fulfilled the purpose of your life today.
Your death is
now certain.
[drum beats playing]
[Lord Parashurama shouting in rage]
Beware, Lord Parashu!
[dramatic music playing]
- Lakshmana... - No, Rama.
Please don't stop me today at least.
I won't spare this arrogant man who challenged you.
I don't care even if you award me a death sentence later.
[dramatic music playing]
Son, you are attending a 'svayamvara'.
Don't invite death.
[dramatic music playing]
It seems both the brothers are competing against each other
to die first!
[dramatic music playing]
You don't have a clue
about the person
you are standing against!
I know.
I'm well aware.
You sang your praises
at least 21 times in this gathering!
I think even the children would have been enlightened about you.
You are Parshudhari Rama.
[dramatic music playing]
Parashurama.
You annihilated the Kshatriya clan 21 times.
You are considered Lord Vishnu's avatar
and you are also Mahadeva's ardent devotee.
Is that all?
Or is there anything else left to say? If there is,
you can tell us.
While we have listened to it several times, we will hear it once more.
Am I right? - Lad!
[dramatic music]
Despite knowing who I am
you are standing on the edge of my halberd.
[tense music playing]
Why are you in a hurry to commit suicide, you fool?
Accepted.
I accept that I am a fool.
Maybe I am a fool.
But you...
You are very knowledgeable, aren't you?
Why are you making a mountain out of a mustard seed, like a child?
It was an old bow.
And now it is broken. There ends the matter.
Mahadeva must have been aware of it. That is why He left the bow here.
[dramatic music playing]
Why do you have so much attachment to an old bow?
We must have broken several such bows
while playing, during our childhood.
No one showed affection to those bows,
nor did they display such rage.
Insolent!
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music continues playing]
[dramatic music fades]