Adi. -Hmm?
Look over there.
Isn’t that cute?
[CHUCKLES] cute, eh? You call that cute?
Is that any way to raise a child?
If our kid ever pulled a stunt like that...
I’d leave them right there in the restaurant.
Anyway, what were you like at that age?
At that age?
Hmm...
As during the rainy season,
Hm.
I’d run to my friends just to offer a handshake.
The second they saw me coming, they’d run away.
Shall I answer that?
You’d finish your pee and give handshake without washing up.
Oh, come on. I wasn’t that filthy.
You know those tiny frogs that come out in the rainy season...
I’d catch them up...
and squeeze those in my friends palm during handshake,
Ugh!
Disgusting!
Want some soup?
Frog soup.
Gross! Adi, you’re worse than those kids.
That was just the trailer.
There’s more. Do you want to hear?
No.
No, listen. This part is actually interesting.
We boys would drink as much water as we could just to see who could aim the farthest.
What?!
That is foul.
Look, Nidhima.
Kids should be kids, no matter the age.
They should be playing in the dirt, spray ink over the teachers.
Should eat chocolates by stealing money from home.
That’s how life should be. -Adi, enough.
I know exactly how to raise my child.
So you stay out of it.
Nidhima, just watch.
My child is going to be exactly like me.
[LOVE MOCKTAIL 3]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hi Viju.
Hey! Joo madam, what a surprise?!
You...
You actually came?
I’m not here uninvited. Sushma had called.
I didn't mean it like that.
Why you're alone. Where’s your husband?
He said he’d come.
But I told him not to.
Why?
Last time he came, you dragged our family name through the dirt.
If I had brought him this time...
You'd have divorced us right here at Sushma’s baby shower.
Hey, I was just joking.
Your jokes are always a hit.
Anyway, where’s Adi?
So, how do you like the place? How's the decor?
It's a nice place! The decor is amazing.
Thank you, ma’am!
It’s a western-boho, eucalyptus-themed, gender-neutral, conscious baby shower, ma'am.
That’s exactly how she threw fancy English at me and billed me two lakhs.
Sir!
He’s just joking.
I thought we’d keep it traditional with Saris' and flowers.
Instead with showing off in frocks and "Mom to be", my foot!
That’s the trend now, Viju.
We have to keep up the trend. -Yes, sir.
All these years, girls chased lads with money.
Now you chase trends?
I didn't mean you. -So you meant me?!
Not to you either.
Just a general observation. Take it as a joke.
Fine.
Look, the anchor is here.
It's...
Hey, Anchor!
Come over here.
Coming, sir.
She charges twenty-five thousand an hour.
Look at her face.
Sir, that’s Sia. -So what?
That’s my sister, sir.
Oh! Just look at her face.
I meant to say that she’s so cute.
Come here, cutie.
Ms. Cutie.
So, how did you plan Sushma’s intro?
Shall I tell you, sir? -That’s why I called you.
Tell us. -[CLEARS THROAT]
The moment we’ve all been waiting for is finally here...
Let’s all put our hands together...
To welcome the most beautiful, elegant, radiant,
loving... gorgeous... -Mia!
Not Mia, sir.
Sia.
Just because I am paying you. How much will you lie?
These sisters toss english words and emptied my pockets.
Ma’am, he’s just joking, right?
Yes.
Sia, sir is joking.
Viju, where’s Adi? -Okay.
Look there!
Here comes another one.
Charges a lakh an hour just to snap some photos.
Hey, Antu.
Get over here.
He's not Antu, sir.
He's Anto.
Did you call him?
No, sir.
He called us.
Oh, he’s incredibly famous.
Yeah.
But he's very expensive. -Hmm.
Yes sir, I am very expensive.
But since your wife requested...
I’ll give you a discount.
Just because you're discounting the price, don't discount the work.
What? -Anto.
[IN UNISON] Sir is joking.
Oh!
So, how have you planned Sushma’s entry?
Simple, sir. Very simple.
Madam enters from over there.
First, I'll focus on her leg. -Ooh!
Then the camera slowly pans up to her face.
Wow!
Blast from the left, blast from the right... BOOM!
And then?
Then...
From the middle of the blast,
madam enters.
Wow!
Anyway, where are the blast cones?
The blast cones...
Ladies, head over there.
Sir!
Where are you?
Fifteen minutes away.
Hurry up.
Sir, madam is insisting on the blast entry.
Otherwise, she won’t come out.
It's true, sir.
Are you guys still here, get out(!)
Blast will come, don't worry.
Ok, sir.
Hey! Where’s Adi?
The women have learned the art of showing off from these buggers.
Blasts? My foot.
He hasn’t come yet, Sihi akka.
The one you're looking for.
I’m not looking for anyone.
Just check if the cupcakes were delivered.
Oh, Joo!
Hi, Joo.
How are you?
Good! And you are?
I'm Sihi, Viju’s cousin.
Okay. -You don’t know me...
But I know you very well.
So far, you were asking about someone, right?
She’s the president of his fan club.
Vijuanna, why are you dwelling in the past?
Was there a story too?
A story you ask!
Why ask about her story?
Vijuanna, who is that?
Junkie, the broker. no, no. She’s a matchmaker.
I'll be right back.
Ms. Junkie.
Good god.
What is this?
You’re diverse then, weren't you? -It's divorce.
I plan weddings for everyone else...
Can't I look for a groom for myself?
Great.
Come on, carefully.
It’s been years since we last met.
Back then you were like a flower.
And now?
Now you’re like a lotus.
My husband’s love made me bloom.
Since I got pregnant, he’s cherished me.
I wanted to care for my wife like that when she was pregnant.
What happened?
The moment she conceived, she moved back to her mother’s house.
I never got the chance.
What can I do?
Still, the decorations are lovely.
Ma’am...
It’s a western-boho, eucalyptus-themed, gender-neutral...
You're still here? Go over there. -Sir!
Who's she? -Forget about her, come.
Slowly.
Hi Joo, how are you?
Last time we met in the wrong time, wasn't it?
Do you remember?!
That night at the resort...
Your husband...
Does he even know about her?
Is it possible to build a family with her?
Hello, what do you mean by that?
What did I say?
I just asked if you could build a family with her.
So what?
I’ve married to her for a year now.
Hmph.
Ms. Junkie.
She’s put all that behind her to be here today.
Why do you keep reminding her that again and again?
Who is she?
Hey! Sihi!
Oh, Sihi!
Oh, you know me?
I know you and your grandpa too.
First, find her a groom.
Adi…
Look for firsthand, not secondhand.
Huh?!
[Phone ringing]
Sir, what about the blast?
Hold on, he’s calling me.
Where are you?! – My tyre’s flat, sir.
Need half an hour to fix it.
Forget these bloody blasts, tell her to come anyway.
It’s getting late.
Sir, if needed, go bring her yourself.
She won’t come without blasts.
Do I have to call her?
Such a rotten luck!
Instead of greeting the guests...
She's behind the blasts, grand entries...
she's gone crazy over photos, videos! – Hey Viju.
Tell me, where’s Adi?
Wait, I’m coming.
I know until the blast arrives, you’ve no work.
Tell me, where’s Adi?
I don’t know.
I’m not talking to him.
What?! Are you not talking to him! Why?!
Hey child, why are you here?
Do you still have feelings for him?
No.
There's no work until the blast arrives, right?
So I came.
Did you not invite Adi, Vijuanna?
When we’re not talking…
Why will I invite him(?!)
Why? What happened?
Ms. Junkie.
Anyway, you’re ready…
I’ll arrange a couple of blasts for you too.
You also make your grand entry,
we can do your baby shower too.
No need.
My husband is there to do my baby shower.
Viju, stop fooling around.
Tell me, what happened between you and Adi?
Many things happened.
Explain clearly, Vijuanna.
Tell us. -Tell us, I say!
Tell us.
Vijuanna, tell us.
– Tell us. – I will…
I will.
You won’t spare me if I don’t.
So, you all know Adi adopted Nidhi, right?
Yes.
Woah! Nidhi!
Is this your timetable?
6:00 to 6:30 — Toilet
6:30 to 7:00 — Yoga
7:00 to 7:30 — Revision
7:30 to 8:00 — Breakfast
8:00 to 3:00 — School
4:00 to 5:00 — Studies
5:00 to 6:00 — TV
6:00 to 7:00 — Tuition
7:00 to 8:30 — Painting class
8:30 to 9:00 — Moral stories by Papa
9:00 — Bedtime.
My god!
Is this a home or an army camp?
Nidhi, how do you even live here?
Well, Viju mama, joy or sorrow, we must stay with family.
Such wise words at such a young age.
Nidhi. – Huh?
Set the alarm for six in the morning.
Six o’clock?
Six is too early,
tell him I’ll set it for seven.
Say it.
Papa, I won’t wake up at six,
I’ll wake at seven.
What?
Not me, Papa,
Viju mama told me to say that.
Sorry, Viju mama.
Yes, I said it.
How can you torture such a nice child like this?
Nidhi, I’m telling you,
set the alarm for seven.
No, six o’clock alarm,
bring me coffee.
Nidhi, set it for 6:45.
Six o’clock.
Six thirty is final.
No more discussion.
Swear to me.
How’s that?! – Hmm.
Will you set the alarm for six, or do you want me to come?!
Why hit me?!
6:15 is final,
Please I beg of you.
Please, don’t push me further.
I am giving you the oath of our friendship.
He’ll agree.
Six o’clock means six o’clock, that’s it.
Papa, why are you always so pushy?!
Nidhi, Nidhi, Nidhi! – Baby.
She’s a child without a mother.
Why trouble her so much?
Don’t stress yourself.
She’s gone to her mother’s room to complain about me.
[Soft emotional music]
Hi Mumma!
If you were here, it would be so much better.
I’d be at peace.
Papa wakes me at six every day.
Six o’clock is too early for my age.
Mumma!
Do you know what…
Papa scolded me so badly,
it hurt so much, you know.
Huh!
You do one thing…
Show up in Papa’s dreams,
and tell him that I’m a good girl and never to scold me again.
Ok?
Oh, are you a very good girl?
Please Papa, don’t overhear my secrets with Mumma.
Did you tell her what you did at school yesterday?
Hm-hmm.
Shall I tell her?
Don’t!
You just say what you want.
Nidhima.
Do you know what she did at school?
Papa!
Are you good?
Yes, I’m fine.
What about you?
I’m good too.
Oh, Mr. Abhitya.
Ma’am!
It’s not Abhitya, it’s Aditya.
Did you not change your name?
Why should I change my name?
Sit down.
Yesterday, your daughter gave her a letter you wrote.
Letter!
Did I write a letter?
Yes.
Which book?
[School bell rings]
Oh, this one? I’ve read it.
Good morning. – Ma’am.
My Papa gave you this letter.
Huh?!
Hey Rajini, Adi must have finally sent you a love letter.
No, nothing like that.
Quiet, I’ll read it. Give it here.
Dear Teacher…
Dear,
Nidhi is very br… br…
Ma’am, that’s “brilliant.”
Oh, Nidhi is a brilliant girl.
She’s a Geno…
Ma’am, that’s “genius”.
Actually, my Papa’s a little weak in English.
Oh!
She’s a genius.
Don’t give her any homework.
Yours, Abhitya.
Nidhi, you even got your Papa’s name wrong!
It’s…
Ma’am, actually he changed his name.
Now he’s Mr. Abhitya.
[Gasps]
Mr. Aditya,
this is the last warning. ಇದು ಕೊನೆಯ ಎಚ್ಚರಿಕೆ.
Ma’am, it’s fine, they’re children.
Thank you Ma’am. ಧನ್ಯವಾದಗಳು ಮೇಡಂ.
Hmm.
Sorry, it won’t happen again.
I’m tired of sitting in the principal’s office every week.
Next time, take your Jagga mummy instead.
Oh God!
I’m done with this game,
I’m still recovering from my last visit.
Whenever I think of her, my hands and legs tremble.
Anyway my heart is weak.
What if kariyacrastic happens?!
kariyacrastic.
– Hey! That’s cardiac arrest. – That’s what I said.
I won’t go to her again.
Jagga mummy, didn’t they give you biscuits and coffee?
Ah!
Why are you here?
Where’s Aditya?
Someone from his family came, that’s enough.
What are you to Nidhi?
What am I to Nidhi?!
Otaarane yeddu...
Otaarane!
Ma’am, it’s early morning.
Oh! Okay, continue. ಓಹ್! ಸರಿ, ಮುಂದುವರಿಸಿ.
I wake up early, make her breakfast,
feed her,
pack her lunch.
Oil her hair, comb it,
wash and iron her clothes,
stitch her buttons.
From dawn to dusk, I serve her.
Oh, are you their servant?
No, no, I’m her mother.
She calls me Jagga mummy.
Ask her if you want.
Mother!
You could’ve just been a father!
Her dad is already her father.
Her mother’s place was vacant, so I became the mother.
She may have been born to someone else,
but she’s my daughter,
my life,
my heartbeat,
my breath.
Okay, enough.
What did my baby do, Madam?
What did she do?!
Come, I’ll show you.
Oh my dear God!
What is this? You’ve drawn all over the wall.
Jagga mummy,
this is me and you playing near the beach.
[Gasps sharply]
Really?!
[Soft dramatic music]
[Intense instrumental score]
So nice!
Miss, she claims this to be me…
I’ve never seen the sea since childhood.
I always wanted to visit the beach.
But my daughter showed it to me right here.
Thank you, my girl!
It was beautiful!
I’m so happy.
What’s wrong with your head?
When asked why she drew on the wall, do you know what she said?
Did she say it was for my Jagga mummy?
Uh! What?!
What, Nidhi, why did you draw on the wall?
Ma'am, I was walking by myself,
someone called me as “Nidhi, Nidhi.”
I turned, it was the wall that called me.
I asked the wall the reason.
For which the wall replied “I feel empty, paint over me, make me colorful.”
Hmm!
So I drew feeling pity for the wall.
Nidhi, did the wall really talk?
No, not really.
I just lied.
Biscuit.
Hold on a minute.
I'm not done yet.
Do you know, what she did the other day ?
[DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL]
I came so early in the day in empty stomach,
She is not even letting me eat a couple of biscuits.
[DRAMATIC MUSICAL SCORE]
She doesn’t let us eat or drink.
She only presents coffee and biscuits like models in the fashion show.
See how much she did.
Give me your email ID, teacher.
Miss, I don’t have email,
only Insta ID.
Insta ID?!
Yes, I’m famous there,
with 2500 followers.
I saw your photo with Aditya.
I even "LIKED" it.
Forget that.
Yesterday I posted a reel.
♪ I want to fall in love, ♪ ♪ I need a boyfriend. ♪
with 25000 views.
You can watch it too. – Is it?
Show it to her too.
[KANNADA SONG PLAYING]
Hey!
[KANNADA SONG CONTINUES]
You’re very talented.
Very entertaining. – Hmm!
Yes.
From next time, don’t step into this school compound.
For everything, tell Mr. Aditya to come.
Yes, tell Aditya to come.
Miss, I’m hungry,
let me drink some coffee and eat one biscuit, please.
Get out. ಹೊರಗೆ ಹೋಗು.
[Gasps]
I beg of you, don’t ask me to go anywhere again.
If you really desire to take me somewhere,
take me to the sea.
I’ve only seen it in dreams.
Nidhiamma, at least you tell him to take me to the sea.
Please!
Jagga, serve me some more rice.
Coming.
There's an uninvited pestering guest here, I’ve to serve him rice.
Hey!
He’s my friend.
He’s your friend only, did I claim he's mine?
My friend lives in the village back home, his name is Kiran,
my childhood buddy.
Hey! Are you coming?!
On the way.
After impregnating his wife,
he sent her to her mother’s house,
he troubles me from dawn to dusk!
I have my own struggles, come dear child.
Let’s eat.
Jagga mummy, did you cook pizza for dinner?
I don’t know how to cook pizza.
[SOFT EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Nidhima, just watch…
My child will grow up like me.
Let her not become like me,
I wanted her to become like you, so I am raising her strictly,
but somehow, she’s ending up like me.
Let it be.
I’m a good man.
What’s this, Jagga mummy?!
You and Papa both refuse to come to the principal’s office.
Then who else do I have?! – You have me.
Hey Adi,
Next time the principal calls, tell me,
I’ll come.
Thank you, Viju mama.
This is called the art of inviting the trouble.
Huh! Jagga...
You were right on this point.
Papa!
Huh? – Papa! Papa!
Will you tell me the story?
Ask your Jagga mummy to tell you.
Alas!
Jagga mummy always tells the tales of the ocean.
There was a king who lived in the sea,
A lion came near the ocean.
Oh! Do I only tell you stories of the ocean?!
Viju anna, look now.
The tale she insists on hearing from her father.
[NIDHI] Papa! [JAGGA] Papa!
Tell me about where you met Nidhiamma for the first time, please!
[Gasps]
Today, I wonder which country she’ll ask for a story plot.
Dad, please share the story of how you guys met in London!
When did he go to London?!
Ayyo!
Stories of 152 countries are already covered.
This is about the 153rd country.
Each day, she hears her parents' stories from him.
Oh!
Tell me, Papa.
Please!
♪ [Whistling] ♪
♪ Her laughter and her tears, both exquisite in their grace. ♪
♪ This, my dear child, is the bond I hold dear. ♪
♪ This child arrived like a petal unfurling in the garden. ♪
♪ The sweetness of life itself. ♪
♪ Longing to kiss my sweet little one, wander with her on my shoulders. ♪
♪ Flower of joy who purges all of my sorrow. ♪
♪ Oh my little girl, my precious girl. ♪
♪ You are the breath of my merriful life. ♪
♪ Oh my little girl, my precious girl. ♪
♪ O my sweet little daughter. ♪
♪ Her laughter and her tears, both exquisite in their grace. ♪
♪ This, my dear child, is the bond I hold dear. ♪
♪ This child arrived like a petal unfurling in the garden. ♪
♪ The sweetness of life itself. ♪
♪♪
♪ [Whistling] ♪
♪ Join me in song, in laughter, in life unbound, hand in hand we stand. ♪
♪ If the heavens descend upon my lap like a child. ♪
♪ It’s a blessing we never asked for. ♪
♪ You are the poetry of my life. ♪
♪ You're the strength in my arms. ♪
♪ I hold the duty for your being. ♪
♪ Flower of joy who purges all of my sorrow. ♪
♪ Oh my little girl, my precious girl. ♪
♪ You became the breath to my life. ♪
♪ Oh my little girl, my precious girl. ♪
♪ O my sweet little daughter. ♪
♪ Her laughter and her tears, both exquisite in their grace. ♪
♪ This, my dear child, is the bond I hold dear. ♪
♪ This child arrived like a petal unfurling in the garden. ♪
♪ The sweetness of life itself. ♪
♪♪
[Engine humming]
Brother, we're out of tea soppu (leaves), order it.
That's not tea soppu (leaves),
It's tea powder. – We call it tea soppu back home.
He kept the forest dwellers at home.
What's cooking?! It smells delicious.
It’s stinking, haven’t you brushed?
Ugh!
Do lions and tigers ever brush their teeth?
They don’t brush, but they don’t even come looking for food at our place.
Ay!
I came here since my wife went to her mom’s place,
Do you think I’m jobless?!
Ah! What work do you do?
Still searching-- – Searching since three months, eh?!
They say you were fired. Why’s that?
No, they didn’t fire me, I quit myself.
I hop from company to company for higher salary.
You leave this house and join somewhere else. You'll get more salary.
Even if I don’t get more salary,
I’ll never leave my daughter.
Jagga mummy, I’m ready. – Hi child.
What’s this?!
Again you’re wearing mismatched socks?
It’s fashion, Jagga mummy.
Which idiot said that?!
Ay! I said it.
If he said it then it’s definitely a fashion.
Fix one here and another there,
Let everyone who sees you laugh at you.
Hey! You speak like a damn villager.
Won’t that child learn the same thing?
Have some standards while speaking to her.
Oh! Should I speak with standards?!
Look, now I’ll speak with standards.
Nidhi, please come. Please be seated. ನಿಧಿ, ದಯವಿಟ್ಟು ಬನ್ನಿ. ದಯವಿಟ್ಟು ಕುಳಿತುಕೊಳ್ಳಿ.
Had breakfast? ತಿಂಡಿ ಆಯ್ತಾ?
Papa has come. ಅಪ್ಪ ಬಂದಿದ್ದಾರೆ.
Go to school. ಶಾಲೆಗೆ ಹೋಗು.
Go, go. ಹೋಗು, ಹೋಗು.
Don’t come. ಬರಬೇಡ.
Bye!
Jagga, what’s that?!
Nothing brother.
Today I am sending my daughter off to school in standard words.
Hey idiot!
You haven’t sent her off to school.
You said her not to come back home.
Alas! Did I say that?! Sorry! My dear child.
Don’t wander off without coming back.
Please come. ದಯವಿಟ್ಟು ಬಾ.
My home. ನನ್ನ ಮನೆಗೆ.
Ok.
Hey! Are you done?
What’s your plan?
I have to eat breakfast.
Have to drink coffee.
It’s a long day, you know.
Oh my dear God!
Why? – Nothing.
Sim-simply!
Fine, I'll leave now.
Come, Nidhi.
Papa, hold on a minute.
What dear?
Have an everlasting happiness.
Bye! – Bye.
A golden child.
As we sow, so we reap.
Didn’t she grow up watching me?!
It’s obvious for her to get my good qualities.
Huh!
She will get it. Shall I boil you a coffee?
Don’t boil the coffee, prepare the coffee.
Ok, I’ll prepare coffee.
[Scoffs] Is there an English that I don’t know!
Nidhi, did you take the books?
Yes I did, Papa.
What about homework?
I have taken it.
Lunch box?
What about water bottle?
I have it, Papa. Bye.
Be careful.
– [Gasps] – Alas! Sorry!
Did you get hurt, dear?
What’s that?
You’re wearing mismatched socks?
It’s a style, aunty.
Viju mama advised me.
Bye.
– Nidhi.
Yes?
Did you say sorry to aunty?
Sorry aunty, bye.
Bye sweetie. – Be a good girl, don’t be naughty.
Ok, Papa.
I’ll try.
Bye.
Oh, so this is Nidhi?
Do you know her?
Everyone in school knows her.
By the way, I am Doctor Shanta. ಅಂದಹಾಗೆ, ನಾನು ಡಾಕ್ಟರ್ ಶಾಂತಾ.
My granddaughter Ramya studies here too.
Oh, okay. I’m Aditya. ಓಹ್, ಸರಿ. ನಾನು ಆದಿತ್ಯ.
Nice to meet you. – Hello Mr. Aditya. ನಿಮ್ಮನ್ನು ಭೇಟಿಯಾಗಲು ಸಂತೋಷವಾಯಿತು. – ನಮಸ್ಕಾರ ಶ್ರೀ ಆದಿತ್ಯ.
Hello Ma’am.
No need to call me Ma’am, you can call me Rajini.
It’s been so long since I saw you.
I attended a meeting three days ago.
You filed the complaint.
Yes, it’s been three days, isn’t it?!
See you soon.
She’s Nidhi’s class teacher.
My daughter is mischievous, right?
She teases me as there'll be daily complaints.
Oh, I see.
[Laughs softly in unison]
[Sound of tiger roaring]
Jagga, give me another cup of coffee.
If you leave the seat and do some walking,
The coffee you drank will settle down.
If you just sit here shaking your thighs, where will the coffee go?
That’s a kind of exercise. – Oh really?
Don’t shake too much,
The tiger seems to be sleeping, you might just wake it.
[Phone ringing]
Your phone is ringing.
Who is it?
Adi anna.
Answer it and put it on loudspeaker.
– [Phone ringing] – Do I have to do everything? Utter lazy.
Where are you?
He's sitting before me like a bull at the temple.
School called,
you said that you'd attend, right?
First come and take him.
Expect shaking thighs, he has no other work to do.
Hey! Did I say I'll not go?
Adi, I am coming. Hang up.
Fine, give me another cup of coffee.
I’ll drink and leave.
Go there.
There they serve coffee with two biscuits.
Really?
Yes.
Before going don’t forget to brush your teeth.
We’re used to it, Principal may not survive.
You speak of standards while not brushing your teeth.
This bugger teases me.
Adi. – Hmm?
School feels empty.
Come, they'll be in the class.
Excuse me, madam.
Come in.
Come, come.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Adi! What, bro?!
This school has such lovely Principal and teachers
Why do you guys make a fuss to come here?!
Henceforth, I'll come for everything.
Sir, would you like a cup of coffee?
I don't want it, thank you.
Sir, what about you?
Please give to me.
They gave two biscuits with a cup of coffee as Jagga said.
Ma'am. -Hmm?
I’ve heard a lot about your school’s biscuits and coffee.
So, what did our child do?
What did she do?!
Today’s topic: Movement of the Earth. ಇಂದಿನ ವಿಷಯ: ಭೂಮಿಯ ಚಲನೆ.
The main movement of the earth are rotation. ಭೂಮಿಯ ಮುಖ್ಯ ಚಲನೆಗಳು ತಿರುಗುವಿಕೆ.
Spinning on its axis. ಅದರ ಅಕ್ಷದ ಮೇಲೆ ತಿರುಗುತ್ತಿದೆ.
Causing day and night. ಹಗಲು ರಾತ್ರಿಗಳಿಗೆ ಕಾರಣವಾಗುತ್ತದೆ.
Wait! You'll have it from me.
Orbiting the sun is depended on-- -Ma'am!
Nidhi is eating while sitting on the floor.
Huh!
Nidhi!
[GASPS]
Ma'am, I hadn’t eaten since morning,
I was hungry, so, I am eating.
Okay, sit.
She's not eating from her own lunch but from yours.
Don’t be shocked, there’s more.
Ma'am, Nidhi kept on chewing on the gum...
Is it wrong to chew a gum?
Not wrong to chew on it, but to stick.
Nidhi, did you stick it under the bench ?
Ma'am, I’m not a small child to stick gum under benches.
Where else did you stick?
Shall I tell her?
Shall I tell her, Nidhi?
Tell me where.
[PLAYFUL DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GASPS SHARPLY]
Huh!
Why have you stood?
I am not done yet.
Still not finished?!
Ma'am.
She did something else too.
If you find that out, she's done for.
What else she has done?
Put your hand in your vanity bag.
Why?
Do it.
I'll tell you.
[SCREAMS SHARPLY]
NIDHI!
Thank god!
It was a dead Lizard
Imagine if it was a snake!
Hey! Who are you?
Who are you I say?!
I’m Vijay,
you can call me Viju.
Shut up, man!
Mr. Aditya, this is the last warning.
If this happens again,
I’ll give her a transfer certificate.
Ma'am,
it’s fine, they’re children.
Yeah! Yeah! This is the last warning. ಹೌದು! ಹೌದು! ಇದು ಕೊನೆಯ ಎಚ್ಚರಿಕೆ.
Sorry ma'am.
Next time I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen.
If there’s any issue next time, tell me, I’ll come personally.
Hey you!
Keep the biscuits down. ಬಿಸ್ಕತ್ತುಗಳನ್ನು ಕೆಳಗೆ ಇರಿಸಿ.
Don't ever step into the school compound.
That’s what I told him last time.
To whom?
Jagga.
Viju anna, you preached about what we sow, we reap.
Is this what you sowed?
Now you know why I’m raising her strictly?
She deceived me.
You could've given me a warning.
Which parents will spill their child's secrets?
Jagga, you could've told me.
When did you let me speak?
Everytime you come here,
your eating, drinking, snacking and burping never stops.
Papa, what time is it? -Seven o’clock, my child.
Jagga!
Seven already?
It’s my study time.
I’ll go study.
Hey! Come here.
what studies?
School wants to throw you out.
So, can I stop studying?
I can't handle it anymore, Adi.
I knew it the moment you fell at your feet this morning.
She's such a drama queen.
That's not drama, Viju uncle.
This is called respecting the elders.
Right, Jaggi Mummy?
Exactly right, darling.
Even teachers deserves the same respect, right?
How can you stick the gum on her hair?!
That poor teacher have curly hairs, imagine her trouble to take it out.
There's not much trouble...
A little coconut oil on the palms, rubbed gently into the strands...
dragging on those hairs will make the gum slide off easily.
Is that true, Jagga Mummy? -Yes, child.
Stand still.
Half the trouble comes from him.
And the other half from you.
Adi, listen to me.
Put her in a hostel, and kick him out of the house.
Please, Papa, don't put me in the hostel.
See? Look at her dramas.
Don’t let those tears move you.
If she's ever going to change, hostel is the only way.
Papa, please, no hostel.
Please, Papa!
Don't send me to hostel, Papa.
Who's being sent to hostel?
Till I am alive, I refuse to send my daughter to a hostel.
If children don't cause mischief, who will?
Jagga, go back to your work.
Ask him to go to work too.
Who are you shouting at?!
Nidhi, go inside.
Papa, should I turn on the AC?
Can I get you some water, Papa?
Papa!
Tomorrow at school, we have "Pick and Speak."
There’s a bowl full of chits with different topics to choose from.
Once you pick a chit...
...you have to speak on whatever subject is written on it.
I am clueless on what topic to prepare on.
What should I do?!
Aha!
Papa, can you tell me the story of how you met Mom in America?
Not now, Nidhi.
Mumma, do you know what happened?
Everyone misbehaves at school.
But I was the only one who got caught.
Everyone scolded me.
Uncle Viju even said I should be sent to a hostel.
I don't mind that.
But Papa isn't speaking to me, no matter how much I try.
Please tell him...
...to talk to me again.
Mumma, tell him I’m a good girl.
Please, Mumma!
Please! -Nidhi.
My child.
Don't cry like that.
I'm sorry, Papa.
I won’t upset you ever again.
When you don't talk to me...
..I feel like crying.
My papa's smile is the best smile in the world.
Now...
...shall I tell you the story of how Nidhiamma and I met in America?
♪ You are my every wish, my dream, my joy. ♪
♪ You are the silence of my heart, my breath, my prayer, my peace. ♪
♪ Like destiny, you are all I need in this life. ♪
♪ Like a shadow, you stay with me. You are all I need in this life. ♪
♪ You are my every wish, my dream, my joy. ♪
Hello, Doctor.
Hi, how are you?
This is my friend, Vijay.
Oh! Viju Mama.
Mama! (Uncle!)
Not to me.
To Nidhi. -Aunty.
I'm Jagga Mummy.
Mummy?
Not to you, but to Nidhi.
[LAUGHTER]
They are full of absolute mischief.
I'll go get my daughter. -Okay.
Aren't you coming?
Respect reflect me and I reflect respect
They said not to step my foot inside the compound...
...so I won't.
If he has dignity, don't I have it?
What?! -Nothing. Sim-Simply.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Dude!
But you said that you won't come.
-It's the teacher. -Your respect?!
Respect comes and goes.
Hey! She's a teacher.
Just some healthy flirting, bro.
But I am loyal to Sushma.
Jagga, what about you?
My respect doesn't come and go like his.
It stays right here with me.
Hey!
Adi...
She had quite a moment with Nidhi yesterday.
But today, they seem to have become inseparable.
Come, let's see.
Hi, my girl.
Hi, Papa.
Hello, Mr. Aditya.
I’m Vijay.
In today's "Pick and Speak," your daughter spoke beautifully about you.
About me? -Yes.
Ma'am.
The topic is "Father".
Did you get Father?
My father is my superhero.
He’s my favorite person.
I don’t have a mother...
...only her photograph.
My Papa gets me ready, feeds me, he does everything.
My friends have both parents.
Every morning, a driver drops them off at school.
But my Papa drops me off personally, no matter how busy he is.
He never misses a chance to bring me here or take me home.
♪ You are my mother now ♪
♪ The magic genie of the stories that I hear. ♪
My Papa is the best Papa in the world.
♪ You are my whole world ♪
♪ You're everything that I wish for. ♪
She's a special child, Mr. Aditya.
She moved everyone to tears.
You’ve raised her wonderfully.
Thank you.
Ma'am. -Yes?
Have you ever seen God?
No.
I have.
It’s my Papa.
How sweet.
Okay, goodbye.
Such a lovely teacher.
Bye.
Papa, I forgot one dialogue from the speech that you taught me...
..so I said it now.
[GASPS] Dialogue!
Papa, I'm nervous about the topic for tomorrow's "Pick and Speak."
What topic should I prepare?
Prepare only for the topic - “Father.”
What if I draw some other topic?!
No matter the topic, the answer remains the same: Father.
Ma'am, the topic is "Father."
[GASPS]
Come here, my girl. -Hi, Jagga Mummy!
Alas!
If I had known...
...I’d have added a few lines about myself.
The teacher would have been truly impressed.
A missed opportunity.
[DRAMATIC MUSICAL SCORE]
Adi. -Hm?
The teacher is looking at you.
I know.
She's smiling, too.
I know.
I think she's trying to charm you.
I know that as well.
You know that too?!
Then why aren't you doing anything?
What should be done is already done. -[GASPS]
Not now. Back in those days.
In school, in college...
Now is the time to stay quiet.
So, I am.
But I won't.
What exactly do you plan to do?!
Nothing major.
Just a bit of healthy flirting.
Go ahead, then.
Come on.
Papa, the teacher praised me, right? -Yes.
Are you happy?
Yes.
Very happy.
But let this be the last time.
Don’t ever cheat like that again.
But you're the one who told me to.
Hey!
I only helped because you weren't prepared.
From next time you are all on your own.
Okay, Papa.
Good girl.
Papa, tell me about the first time...
Which country should I pick now?
Georgia!
Papa, tell me the story of how you first met Mumma in Georgia.
Hm-mm.
Please, Papa!
Not now.
You’re my sweet Papa, aren't you? -Hm-mm.
My golden Papa? -Hm-mm.
My dearest Papa? -Hm-mm.
Please, Papa! Please!
Tell me the story!
Fine...
You want the story of our meeting in Georgia?
♪♪
♪ Queen of the smile that makes me forget the world. ♪
♪ The star that sparkles even in the light of day. ♪
♪ She is the moonbeams, a radiant moonshine. ♪
♪ The sovereign of grace, the love of my life. ♪
♪ The flame that illuminates the depths of my heart. ♪
♪ She is the moonbeams, a radiant moonshine. ♪
♪ She is the very definition of love. ♪
♪ My heart shall never falter ♪ ♪ in the name of love. ♪
♪ To my goddess, I offer ♪ ♪ this poetic tribute. ♪
♪ [VOCABLES] ♪
♪♪
♪ She arrived like radiance, ♪ ♪ claiming a place within my soul. ♪
♪ The one who brings ♪ ♪ my hidden dreams to light. ♪
♪ The moon stepped aside, leaving ♪ ♪ the day for you to illuminate. ♪
♪ And here I sit, ♪ ♪ writing odes in your praise. ♪
♪ In a single moment, He ♪ ♪ made beauty bloom within you. ♪
♪ Then He vanished, ♪ ♪ uniting your soul with mine. ♪
♪ Queen of a smile that ♪ ♪ makes me forget the world. ♪
♪ A star that sparkles ♪ ♪ even in the heat of day. ♪
♪ She is moonshine, ♪ ♪ beautiful moonshine. ♪
♪ She is the very definition ♪ ♪ of what love means. ♪
♪ My heart shall never falter ♪ ♪ in the name of love. ♪
♪ To my goddess, I offer ♪ ♪ this poetic tribute. ♪
♪ [MELODIC VOCALIZING] ♪
[HORN HONKING]
For the Annual Day presentation,
every class must write a story and perform it on stage.
Who would like to be the group leader?
Ma'am!
Very good, Nidhi.
Organize your team and start practicing.
Ok, ma'am.
Wait a second...
What's this?
You're wearing mismatched socks today.
That's the style Viju uncle told me.
What are you writing so seriously?
Is that homework?
It's only "homework" if you do it at home.
I am writing a play.
My class’s reputation is in my hands.
Whoa!
Sounds like they put quite a responsibility on your shoulders.
If you had a mother, she would have helped you, wouldn't she?
Papa helps me with everything.
Don't you ever wish you had a mother?
[INTENSE MUSICAL SCORE]
All your friends have both a mother and a father.
Don't you feel it would be nice if you had both, too?
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi, sweetheart.
Jagga, can I have a glass of water?
Did Nidhi eat anything?
Since she got home, she's been sitting there in silence.
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Are you done writing the play?
Papa... Do I need a mother?
[STRIKING DRAMATIC CHORD]
You’ve never asked that before. Why this sudden question?
Everyone have a mother,
so, I asked.
[MELANCHOLY SCORE]
Shall I help you writing the play?
No, Papa.
I want to write this story myself.
Alright then.
We’ll all be in the front row to watch your play.
Nidhima...
She asked if she needed a mother.
I was completely lost for words.
Not that she asked anything wrong...
I just fear that my love isn't enough for her.
The moment she asked - "Do I need a mother?"
I felt shattered.
Maybe,
I've just become too insecure.
Haven't I?
She’s just a child.
The kids at school probably should've asked her,
that’s why she might have asked me.
I just couldn't take it.
She’s all I have in this world.
I took it the wrong way, didn't I?
Don't worry... I'll be fine.
I miss you so much.
[SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING]
Next up...
A special play by Class 1-B.
Imagined and written by our very own Nidhi Aditya.
Please welcome Nidhi and team on stage!
Hey. - Huh?
You said you'd never step foot in this school out of self-respect.
But now?
Brother...
I’d give my life for my daughter. Why would I care about my pride?
Fair enough.
Oh no! I can't see. Where my eyes vanished?
His eyes may have gone somewhere.
Maybe they ran away to escape tomorrow's test.
Are they in the cupboard?
[DOOR OPENS/CLOSES]
No eyes in the cupboard.
Let's check the bin.
Just a dead lizard and some old chewing gum.
No eyes.
[LAUGHTER]
Don't be afraid.
I am Doctor Nidhi.
I can fix this.
How?
He has lost both of his eyes.
We must give him new eyes. - But how?
How that is...
the real heroes don’t just save lives...
they transform the lives.
Like Dr. Rajkumar thata and Puneeth Rajkumar uncle,
who both donated their eyes. - Wow, really?
Yes.
They passed on to heaven, giving the gift of sight to others.
Can we do that, too?
[IN UNISON] We Certainly Will.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
I will donate my eyes, too.
So that those who cannot see can finally look at their parents...
witness the sunrise and sunset...
See colorful flowers...
See butterflies...
And most importantly... see RCB finally win the cup!
[LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE]
Thank you, Dr. Rajkumar thata
and Puneeth Rajkumar uncle.
[CROWD APPLAUDING]
Nidhi wrote all of this?
Every single word.
She’s quite a writer, isn't she?
Indeed.
So, what does "Nayanatara" mean?
"Nayana" means eyes...
And "Tara" means star.
Those who donate their eyes are stars. - Amazing!
She truly is a superstar.
Hi, Doctor Shanta.
Hello. -How was the performance?
Brilliant!
Where's your granddaughter?
Actually, I have never seen her.
She's right there.
Who?
The one in the center wearing the doctor's coat.
Doctor...
...that is Nidhi.
I was asking about your grandaughter, Ramya.
The one I am pointing out is Ramya.
You simply changed her to Nidhi.
I don’t understand.
It’s quite simple, Mr. Aditya.
Ramya is Nidhi. Nidhi is Ramya.
Think back.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What’s your name?
Ramya.
Can I call you Nidhi instead?
Mr. Aditya...
...I’m the Inspector from Sadashivanagar Station.
Since we're in school, I didn't come in uniform.
Mrs. Shanta has filed a formal complaint against you.
You must return her granddaughter to her immediately.
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
PAPA!
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
I'll go call the blast guy.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
Mr. Aditya, let’s not prolong this.
Dr. Shanta respects you because you’ve cared for the child so deeply.
You have two choices.
One: hand the child over to her now.
No complaints, no legal battles...
...and everyone finds peace.
Two...
...they take this to court.
You can challenge it,
but it will drag on for years. And let’s be clear...
...you cannot win this case.
It would be a waste of everyone's time.
As a gratitude for the love you've shown to the child,
Dr. Shanta is offering fifty lakhs.
Take it...
...and live your life.
You want me to sell my daughter for money?
No, no.
Not at all.
I know the care you showered on her.
But I’m sorry...
I've no other way.
Don't misunderstand that I offered you money.
It’s the only kindness I can offer.
If you truly want to be kind...
...leave my daughter with me.
Impossible.
Aunty...
...you've found this sudden affection for your granddaughter...
First, tell me this, why did you abandon her in an orphanage?
I'll see you in court.
Does this make any sense?
How can she just demand the child?
A child isn't some object to be passed from house to house.
Calm down, Jagga.
Don’t try to pacify me.
When Nidhi suffered from fever, Adi anna stayed awake every single night.
Where were they then?
Now they appear out of thin air...
Brother, look at him.
He raised her with every ounce of his love.
They expect us to send her to them for fifty lakhs.
You should've told her that we'll add 50 lakhs more to her offer
and pay her a crore.
Do you even have a crore?
I’ll work day and night, I’ll earn it!
Is money worth more than my daughter?
[SHUSHES]
Adi...
I’ve consulted several lawyers.
This is a difficult case to win.
I know.
Papa...
Are they going to take me away?
No, my girl.
Papa, if I have to, I’ll go to the hostel.
Just please, don’t send me with them.
What'll I do by sending you away?
Papa, I’ll do whatever you ask.
I’ll always finish my homework...
...and I’ll eat everything...
...and I'll always listen to my teacher.
I’ll be a good girl, Papa.
Even if you're a bad girl, I would never send you away.
Thank you, Papa.
Jagga, look there.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Shanta has hired a formidable lawyer.
[INTENSE MUSIC]
Judging by their confidence, they look dangerous.
Looks like he's ready to win this case by not even brushing his teeth like me.
So you’ve finally accepted the truth.
Hey, idiot!
It’s ten o'clock...
...and our lawyer is nowhere to be found.
For the petty cheap price,
did you hire a lawyer who qualified by cheating the exams?!
Where is he?
It’s not a "he." It’s a "she."
Oh!
Is she's a lady like you? -Hmm...
Like me.
Look she’s here.
[HIP HOP MUSIC]
Is she a lawyer or a heroine?
If their lawyer is fire, ours is a wildfire.
No, not fire... she's a flower.
Hmm.
♪♪
I'm Vijay.
You can call me Viju.
Sorry, we're late by 5 minutes.
Let's not delay any further.
We'll take a walk.
Let's go.
Oh!
She's an English flower.
I love it.
Petition number 625/2025.
Your Honor...
...I represent Dr. Shanta.
The child is her kin. We seek full custody.
Mr. Aditya is the respondent.
Currently, the child is in his care.
Where have you been all these years?
Why bring this case forward only now?
I will explain, your Honor.
But before I proceed...
...since a child is involved, this matter is highly sensitive.
So I advise both the lawyers and the witnesses
to be mindful of the language they use.
Mind your words.
Whatever statements you give will be regarded as the truth.
Continue.
Your Honor...
Seven years ago...
specifically...
on May 15, 2018...
at Sonu Hospital in Mangalore.
Two baby girls were born simultaneously.
One baby survived...
while the other baby did not.
[PHONE RINGING]
The head nurse received an emergency call from home.
I’m coming!
Sister, I have an emergency. I have to go.
Inform the doctor.
This is Shanta’s child; this is Ramesh’s.
Don’t get distracted by your phone.
I’m leaving.
[DOOR OPENS]
But in the confusion...
[DOOR CLOSES]
Nurse!
Why are you just staring at your phone?!
Sorry, Doctor.
Doctor, this is Shanta’s baby, and this is Ramesh’s baby.
Due to a hospital error, the children were swapped.
Shanta’s surviving child was mistakenly handed to Ramesh’s family.
Congratulations, it’s a girl.
But they already had three daughters and were desperate for a son.
Upon seeing the fourth baby is also a girl...
...they abandoned that baby at an orphanage.
They claimed the deceased child as their own and held a funeral.
But how your client get to know about this now?
I will explain, Your Honor.
Three months ago, that very same head nurse joined Dr. Shanta’s clinic.
Doctor, how is your granddaughter?
My granddaughter?!
She passed away at birth.
What are you saying, Doctor?
I assisted in your daughter's delivery.
But the hospital said the child died.
What?!
They told you the baby was dead?!
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hospital records eventually confirmed the baby survived.
Tracing the baby led to the orphanage...
...where we learn that Mr. Aditya had adopted her.
Your Honor...
...we are really grateful to Mr. Aditya.
He has raised her with immense love.
Keep your gratitude aside...
...what proof do you have that she is her granddaughter?
Right here, Your Honor.
Hospital records,
DNA report,
and the head nurse’s affidavit.
Your honor, we aren't making accusations.
We only ask that a mother and child be reunited.
And for Mr. Aditya's five years of care...
...my client is prepared to offer 50 lakhs in compensation.
[LAUGHS]
So, 50 lakhs for 5 years of parenting.
Had it been 10 years, your client would've got 1 crore, Ms. Leela?
Record that.
Alright, Leela.
Your argument.
Your Honor...
They are ignoring that this child is now Aditya’s daughter.
They demand her return as if she were an object.
Mr. Sanjay raised a puppy since six months...
...and called it his son.
Suppose the mother dog arrived with a DNA report proving ownership...
If she demanded the puppy back...
...would he just hand it over?!
Objection, Your Honor!
A puppy and a human child are not comparable.
Why not?
At the salon, my haircut costs 300 rupees...
...but for my dog, it’s 1500!
Clearly, the dog has more value than me, doesn’t it?
[LAUGHTER IN COURT]
Continue, continue.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Mr. Aditya has raised this child for five years.
That is nearly 2,000 days and 2,000 nights.
He looked after her from the moment she woke until she closed her eyes at night.
He loved her,
protected her, and watched her grow.
Can any DNA test measure that bond?
Your Honor...
...laws are made to protect families.
And sometimes, families are not just made by blood,
but also by choice.
And also...
Rights don’t belong solely to those who gave birth...
...but also to those who gave life.
Wow! -That's all.
Who is clapping? This is a courtroom!
Stand up!
Do you think this is a court or a cinema hall?
Next time if you repeat this, you'll be thrown out of this court hall.
Sorry! Your Honor.
Continue.
That's all, Your Honor.
Your Honor...
The best person to disprove my client’s case would be Aditya himself.
With your permission...
...I’d like to call Aditya to the stand.
Mr. Aditya, please come to the stand.
Jagga. -Huh?
Instead of arguing the case. He's trying to charm Leelavati.
Brother, the judge is watching you.
A joke! Sim-Simply!
[GRUNTS ANGRILY]
Mr. Aditya...
How long has it been since you lost your wife?
Seven years.
Have you considered remarriage?
No.
Five years ago, you adopted Nidhi in Chikmagalur, correct?
You adopted and claiming she is legally your daughter.
Fine. Let’s talk legally.
Under the Juvenile Justice Act 2015...
...a single male parent cannot adopt a female child.
Even in exceptional circumstances...
...approval must be granted by a court and the Child Welfare Committee.
Mr. Aditya, I need clarity for these two points.
First...
What was such "exceptional situation"?
And second...
Do you have documents of the child welfare Committee’s approval?
I am sure you have neither.
All you have is love, Your Honor.
2,000 days of love and 2,000 nights of love.
Yes! Love matters but law should lead.
Your Honor...
If we permit adoption based purely on love...
...then any man could say,
"I have love to give, grant me a girl child for adoption."
It must be approved.
Your Honor...
I am not blaiming Mr. Aditya...
...nor am I seeking punishment for the illegal nature of the adoption.
I am only asking to correct a mistake.
Reunite this child with her mother.
That's all, your honor.
What now, brother?!
He's pulling point over point.
Right.
He's pulling point over point and also flirting on the side.
He's totally trying to woo my Leelavati.
Your honor,
Mr. Sanjay asked for the "compelling circumstance" to adopt a girl child.
Because of another girl child is born,
her own parents to abandon their own child at an orphanage,
What more compelling circumstance is needed?
I am not able to understand.
The irony is...
...no one questions those who threw the child away.
Yet everyone questions the man who gave that abandoned child a life.
If in place of Aditya, there was a woman adopting a boy...
..no one would've raised a question.
Because the law assumes...
...that men are a danger, but women are not.
That is not justice, Your Honor.
That is a double standards.
If we observe what this law actually says,
...that every man in this country is a threat to girls.
Including the honorable judge.
Mr. Sanjay and every man present in this court.
This is not law, your honor. This is insult to all men.
Mr. Sanjay...
...I am actually fighting for your dignity.
Now she trapped him.
Brother... -Huh?
Hit your thighs softly. -Why?
The tiger may die.
-[GRUNTS] -[CHUCKLES]
[EXHALES]
Thank you, Ms. Leela...
...for defending the honor of all men.
But for your kind information.
we aren't here to rewrite the law...
but we are here to follow it.
And this adoption is, by definition, illegal.
No your Honor.
According to Hindu Adoption and Maintenance Act 1956...
Which is HAMA.
A Hindu male may adopt a Hindu girl...
under few conditions,
There must be a 21-year age gap.
He should be financially strong
and he should be mentally stable.
My client meets every requirement.
I don't see any problem here.
That's all, your Honor.
Brother...
she has counter for everything.
If he keeps trying to charm this Leelavati...
...will she fall for him?
Who tries to "woo" their own wife?
What?!
They are husband and wife!
Seriously?!
Just miss!
I’ve told you many times not to take cases against me.
You trouble me at home and also in court.
Don’t make excuses.
Just admit you can’t win an argument with me.
Hello!
I won you over to marry you, didn't I?
After the wedding, I realized...
..actually I didn't win but lost.
I heard that.
Pretend you didn't hear.
I can't keep arguing with you.
Let’s keep the peace at home.
Hmm! -What do you say?
You only see the law...
can't you see the father's emotion?
Madam...
I became a lawyer to uphold the law.
Not to indulge in emotions.
That’s the problem when a woman practices law.
You abandon the law...
...but cling to the emotion.
It’s because we cling to emotion that families stay together!
Say something to this too, why did you go silent?
I've decided not to agrue with you at home.
From when?
Right now.
Why?
My wish.
Good for you.
Ok.
Sorry Mr. Aditya, for recalling you to stand.
I have concerns regarding your previous testimony.
You stated that two years after your wife's passing...
...you adopted Nidhi.
Now I want to know.
How was your state of mind during those two years of your wife's demise?
I object, Your Honor!
We have already discussed about wife's demise and child's adoption.
Is there a relevant reason for these insensitive personal questions?
There is, Your Honor.
He suffered from depression following his wife's demise.
Those medical records are right here.
[INTENSE MUSIC]
Objection overruled.
Record it.
Thank you.
Tell me, Mr. Aditya.
Were you suffering from depression or not?
I was.
And you were also hallucinating your dead wife.
Is that true or not?
I was hallucinating.
I saw my wife.
I knew it wasn’t real.
...adopting Nidhi gave me the strength to move past it.
Very good.
You recovered only after the adopting Nidhi.
Which means at the time of adoption, you were still depressed.
Your Honor...
Yesterday, Ms. Leela cited about HAMA act 1956.
Any Hindu male with financial strength and mental stability,
can adopt.
Is this what you call "mental stability," Ms. Leela?
Mr. Aditya, what was your wife’s name?
Nidhi.
A little louder, please.
Nidhi?!
And your daughter’s name is also Nidhi, correct?
No, Your Honor...
...that is the name he gave her.
At the orphanage, her name was Ramya.
After losing his wife, Nidhi, Aditya was in pain...
..went into depression.
He began to hallucinate.
Then, he adopted a girl and gave her that same name Nidhi.
No.
This is not normal.
The fact is...
Nidhi isn't just a name to him.
It's much much bigger.
Emotionally deeper.
Now my point is,
he didn't adopt to give the child a life.
He needed a "Nidhi" in his world.
He adopted her to replace the one he had lost.
But Your Honor,
a child shouldn't be sacrificed to heal his mental pain.
Sir, you've misunderstood.
[softly chuckles]
Your Honor...
I request to question Jagga, alias Jagadish.
Call Jagadish to the stand.
Yes, brother... I'm scared.
It's alright. Go on.
Step forward, Mr. Jagadish.
Just call me Jagga, sir.
When you say "Mr. Jagadish," I feel lost and intimidated.
Okay, Mr. Jagga...
how long have you been with Aditya’s family?
Since the day Nidhi was brought home.
It's been five years.
And like you said earlier, Adi anna is not suffering any depression.
He's looking after his child with utmost care.
I am a witness to that.
Write that in your book if you want.
Jagga,
please answer only what is asked.
Don't go overboard.
Mr. Jagga,
Just answer only to his questions.
Yes, sir.
So, Jagga, you are a servant in Aditya’s house?
No, sir.
But it's recorded that you're a servant in his house.
I do, sir.
Then you're a servant? -No, sir.
Does that mean you aren't paid?
I get paid, sir.
So you take a salary but don't work?
I take a salary and do the work, sir.
But you aren't a servant? -No, sir.
Jagga, please!
Don't confuse us.
Speak clearly.
Now you're the one being confusing, sir! You told me not to say anything extra.
Jagga...
I am telling you now: speak as much as you need.
Goodness! I felt like my lips were sealed.
Now I feel better.
Let me explain.
In that house, I'm like a mother.
I do the housework and take care of Nidhi.
That’s why she calls me "Jagga Mummy."
She is my life.
Mummy?
But you're a man, aren't you?
Man... woman... I don't know.
I am Jagga.
Single piece. [All laugh]
Mr. Jagga,
I've seen your Instagram reels.
They're quite good.
Really, sir?
Oh! So you follow me too.
Nidhi makes all of those reels.
She adds the filters...
...and makes my face shine bright.
But isn't it wrong to use children to make reels?
What's wrong with it, sir?
It's just for fun.
Did anyone ever scold you for it?
No one.
Well, Nidhi's teacher called me once. So I went.
She saw my reels, laughed, and enjoyed them.
Then she told me never to enter the school compound again.
I couldn't tell if she was praising me or scolding me.
I left feeling clueless.
But why did you go to the school?
Because they complained Nidhi drew on the walls.
When I asked her about it...
she said the wall itself asked her to paint on it.
So they called me, gave me two biscuits and coffee,
and lectured me for two hours.
The wall asked her to paint on it?! -Yes.
And did Aditya hit her for that?
Forget hitting-- he doesn't even scold her.
When she does something wrong, she goes to her mother’s photo.
She tells her everything.
She stands there, shedding tears, asking for forgiveness.
Watching that makes our Adi melt like butter.
I see.
So both father and daughter talk to a photograph?
Yes. Sometimes I talk to it too.
Thank you, Mr. Jagadish.
Your Honor,
what is happening in this house?
A man, confused about his gender, acting as the "mother."
Making a child to film social media reels.
And another side,
Aditya, who named the child after his deceased wife...
and talks to her picture.
That poor child now believes that the dead can hear her.
Now I am not surprised, Your Honor,
that the child claims the walls ask her to paint on it.
What's going on?
Is this a home or a psychiatric ward?
If a child is raised like this, what will become of her?
I am sure you can imagine.
Thank you.
Sir, he's twisting my words!
I never meant that.
It’s okay, don’t cry. -I swear to God!
Please, come to our house and see for yourself. Please!
I feel like a curse has fallen on us. -Jagga.
We live happily! Believe me, sir. -Jagga! Enough!
Please!
Ms. Leela, please comfort him. -Adi anna, he doesn't believe me!
I am telling the truth!
Alright! I understand.
Please believe me, sir. -Ms. Leela!
Sir, I really didn't say that.
Jagga, come with me. -Alright.
Please, sir! Believe me.
Your Honor,
even years after her death, Aditya cannot forget his wife.
If he’s still in depression and hallucinating...
but that only proves the love between them.
Anyone who truly loves their spouse finds it difficult to move on.
If Mr. Sanjay were to lose his wife,
I hope he wouldn’t forget her within a month and remarry.
Yes, Your Honor,
I have to be in depression until my last breath.
[laughter] Okay! Okay!
God created man.
but very few people like Aditya, live like gentlemen.
If Mr. Sanjay thinks speaking to Nidhi’s photo is "dangerous" or "mentally unstable"...
then our entire nation is dangerous and mentally unstable.
Because in all houses, we all pray to photographs.
We bow to stone idols and speak to them.
We light candles before statues.
We worship the land.
We worship the rivers.
Not only that...
Believing the dead still eat,
we perform rituals for them annually.
Have you ever seen the dead people come and eat, Your Honor?
Then why do we do it?
Is everyone insane?
We call it faith.
As Mr. Sanjay thinks this child is not growing up with confusion,
rather she is growing up in connection.
This is the connection a father and daughter share with a mother.
If Mr. Sanjay finds this abnormal...
I find our culture in it.
Now, regarding Jagga.
Look at him. He’s sitting there and weeping.
Why?
Because he was questioned.
whether he’s a man or a woman.
Your Honor, can you imagine the pain in his mind right now?
Since birth his body is living with this confusion.
And yet, society mocks him daily.
About his identity.
If he says he's a man, they won't accept it.
If he says he's a woman,
They mock him and keep him away.
But the law gives people like Jagga the right to live with dignity.
He has the right to choose who he want to be.
And most importantly...
he has the right to build a family.
And also, Your Honor...
Entire world is making strange reels every day.
No one has problems to that.
But when Jagga make the reels,
They all see him as a freak.
A place like school where everyone has to be treated equally
tell him not to even step into the compound.
Who are we to decide how he should be and live?
That choice belongs to him.
The confusion isn't in Jagga, Your Honor.
Sadly the whole society.
Whether Nidhi calls Jagga, her "Father" or "Mother",
it's purely between Nidhi and Jagga .
No one else has the right to question it.
[laughter, applause]
The judge will scold you!
[emotional music score]
Eat up, brother.
- That’s enough. - Don't be shy, have some more.
- Enough! I've had enough! - Eat, brother.
You seem to be in high spirits.
I am, brother!
Ms. Leela spoke for me so beautifully today.
Even my own family cast me out and kept their distance.
True.
Yes, she is very beautiful.
Right you are.
Aside from Adi anna, she’s the only one who understood me.
In that pink sari...
our Leelu madam...
she looked stunning.
Brother, she's a married woman.
So am I!
It's called as healthy flirting.
But I’m loyal to Shushma.
Still, she argued brilliantly.
Even the judge was silenced.
That’s what you call beauty with brains.
Leelu! Leelu! Leelu!
It seems he's finally lost it!
You didn't put chutney for the chapati.
Go get some from your "Leelu."
Ha!
The way you defended Jagga in court today.
I am impressed
The way you defended Nidhi talking to her photograph...
That was smart.
I wasn't smart; I was right.
Although...
Don't you think you went overboard claiming that you would go to depression after my death.
Well, what else could I say?!
But your arguments...
Wow. - Like?
Like,
that puppy example you took.
I was right, wasn't it?
According to you, if a mother dog brings a DNA report
demanding her pup, it must be returned.
Anyway...
If a mother dog comes and ask her puppy back, will you return it?
If her mother comes and demands, I will give her back.
But...
I won't hand her over to just anyone who claims they raised her.
Hello, Leela.
Why are you getting so excited?
The child's mother is in Dubai; that’s why she didn't show up.
You’re starting to think like a detective.
This case is all mine. Let's go.
Next witness...
the Head Nurse, Your Honor.
Your Honor...
her affidavit is already on record.
Except that, I don't think she has anything new to say.
So, let’s not waste court’s time.
I request to call Dr. Shanta to the stand.
Mr. Sanjay,
it seems your counterpart, Ms. Leela, declines to cross-examine this witness.
The affidavit statement is enough.
Any statement outside of it will make it a perjury.
Okay.
Dr. Shanta...
please take the stand.
Dr. Shanta? - Yes?
You filed this case on behalf of your daughter, claiming Nidhi is your granddaughter?
Is this your signature on the complaint copy?
Okay.
Where's your daughter? I haven't seen her.
She lives in Dubai.
Ah, Okay.
But since these proceedings began, she has never appeared in court?
That is correct.
Does she even care for her child?
Don’t say that.
She longs for her daughter.
It has to be.
She is her mother, after all.
Yet, throughout this long legal battle,
she hasn't visited once to the court.
I wonder what's that issue?
Is this your signature, Mrs. Shanta?
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Tell me.
Your honor, please have a look at this.
This is Mrs. Shanta’s signature,
in the admission book.
Which admission book, you ask?
The person who surrendered a newborn baby in the orphanage
claiming it was an abandoned orphan.
Is our Shanta.
No!
Signature of Dr. Shanta.
Is this true or not?
It is true.
[softly chuckles]
So the story of the "baby exchange" was a lie.
The story about parents with three daughters abandoning a girl was a lie.
is the child yours or is that a lie too?
Yes, she is ours.
Okay!
Does your daughter even know about this court case?
No. She doesn't.
What?!
Does she even know her child is alive?
No.
She doesn't know that the child is alive.
So your daughter believes her child is dead.
But why?!
My daughter, Shruti...
was studying her MBA in Mangalore.
She told us she was sharing a house with her friends.
She used to visit Bangalore once every two months.
But once,
six months, she didn't come to Bangalore at all.
When I asked,
she made excuses about project work.
But one day...
her friend called me.
She told me to come to Mangalore immediately.
Shruti had swallowed poison.
When I arrived...
My daughter...
What happened?!
She’s nine months pregnant and drank poison.
We performed a C-section; both mother and child are safe.
Don't worry.
She was in a live-in relationship with her boyfriend, Nakul.
They fought, and she tried to end her life.
Where is that boy?
He fled, fearing the police case.
My unmarried daughter had become a mother.
The boy who was the reason for that was missing.
How could I present this child to the society?
I had no other choice.
Because my daughter drank poison,
I told her the baby died in the womb...
...and I left the child at an orphanage.
If you were in my shoes...
what would you have done?
I don't know.
But madam,
But you rejected and abandoned her.
Why return back, after all these years wanting her now?
Two years later, Shruti married that same boy she had fought with.
The same boy?
Yes.
They were young.
She acted out of anger.
Eventually, they reunited.
Even after four years of their marriage, they didn't had any children.
After testing,
The doctors said her womb was damaged by the poison.
She can never conceive again.
So, they decided to adopt a baby.
While their own child was alive, the thought of them adopting a stranger
That I couldn't bear to swallow.
Not just that,
The guilt of leaving my granddaughter in that orphanage,
It's been haunting me for seven years.
This is my only chance to make it right.
Please, just give me this one chance.
Calm down.
After your daughter married him,
you could have told her about the child then.
It's...
What happened was-- -If you did, she wouldn't have forgiven you.
So, you planned to win this case without her knowledge...
If you had asked for forgiveness by presenting this child before them...
you assumed that you'll receive forgiveness.
Or...
By hiding everything,
Or did you plan to present the child to her as an "adoption".
Answer me, Dr. Shanta.
You have nothing to say, do you?
That is all from me, Your Honor.
I have nothing further to ask.
That's all.
Mr. Sanjay...
instruct Shruti and her husband, Nakul,
to attend the next hearing.
I cannot give a verdict without them present.
The court is adjourned.
That day, you looked into my eyes and said...
that my child was dead.
How could you bring yourself to leave my daughter in an orphanage?
She is my daughter, Mom.
I carried her for nine months.
Who gave you the right...
..to abandon her in an orphanage!
Shruti,
That was the situation back then...
I had no other option.
What could I say to the society?
What society?!
What century are you living in?
You could have told us the truth when we were getting married.
Then I could have brought my child home from the orphanage.
I wasn't courageous enough.
I was afraid you would look down on me.
Do you think I'll look up on you now?!
Don't say that.
I did it to protect you.
No, you did it to protect yourself not me.
You were afraid Dr. Shanta’s reputation would be ruined.
You kept my daughter's existence from me.
And now you're scared that I will bring any random child home...
..with no options left, you're telling me now.
No, dear, you have gravely misunderstood.
It's... -[shushes]
Don't speak another word.
I just want my daughter back.
Papa? -Hm.
Will I meet my real mummy tomorrow?
Are you scared?
Scared... Scared for what?!
But I am scared.
What will I say to my real mummy?
Will my mummy look like me?
The worry is not letting me sleep.
Don't worry.
Shall I tell you the story of meeting with Nidhi mummy?
Not now, Papa.
If my real mummy come and...
if she hugs me and kisses me...
will it hurt your feelings?
No, my child.
If you are happy, I am happy.
Thanks.
I can't wait for tomorrow.
Papa, why hasn't my real mummy come yet?
Will she come today or not?
She'll come, my child.
Just wait.
Nidhi...
your mother is here.
♪ What kind of magic are you? ♪
♪ Are you my very shadow? ♪
♪ What is this bond we share? ♪
♪ You found your way to me; ♪ ♪ now my whole life rests in you. ♪
♪ Come quickly and save me. ♪
♪ An incredible love for you ♪ ♪ overflows within my heart. ♪
♪ Why do you stand so far, my love? ♪
♪ Oh, my love... ♪
♪ If only you would hold me close. ♪
Hi!
Hi.
I am your mother.
♪ You are the very breath ♪ ♪ intertwined with mine. ♪
And this is your father.
♪ You are the life written in my womb. ♪ - Hi. - Hi.
♪ You will forever dwell within my heart's nest ♪
♪ Becoming my dream and my truth. ♪
Your Honor...
for the first time, we see a mother having to introduce herself to her own child.
I feel so sorry!
No mother should have to face this.
Poor Shruti
The child's first steps,
her first laughs, her first cries, her first words...
Shruti has missed all of this.
No one in this room can give those moments back to her.
We can only give her back is her future.
Mrs. Shruti?
How did you feel when you first learned that your child was alive?
I felt betrayed.
I never said I didn't want my child.
I never said I wouldn't raise her.
They lied to me, they cheated me, and they took her away.
I carried her. I gave birth to her.
I have the right to craft her future.
Please! Give me my daughter back, sir!
I have suffered this injustice for years, being kept away from my own child
Please give me justice now, sir!
The next hearing will be in three days. -Sir!
At least let me spend these three days with my child.
I feel like I want to speak to her.
I feel like spending time with her.
I immensely desire to be with her.
Forget the seven years I lost...
I know I can't get those back.
But please, give me these three days. I beg of you, sir!
Please, don't cry.
Please, sir!
Okay, fine, fine, fine, fine.
Ms. Leela,
do you have any objections?
Tell that you have objection.
Brother, tell them that we will not send her.
I have no objection.
[GASPS]
No objection, Your Honor.
[SOFT EMOTIONAL SCORE]
Until the next hearing, Nidhi may stay with her mother - Shruti.
The court permits.
Thank you.
Go spend three days with your mother.
Be on your best behavior.
Be a good girl.
Papa, must I go alone?
Come with me.
It's only for three days.
They will take wonderful care of you.
Nidhi, come here.
Won't you come stay with Mommy for 3 days?
Why? Did you not like me?
Come, you'll have so much fun in our home.
We have toys, a swimming pool, and colors for you to sketch.
Really?! Then I'll come.
Good girl.
Shall we? Let's go.
Bye, Papa! - Bye.
[GIGGLES SOFTLY]
Why did you let Nidhi go?
We are her real family!
Who are they to take Nidhi?
She's the one who gave her birth.
She has the right on her too.
So, can they just take her whenever they want?
Madam, you argue over everything.
Couldn't you have fought for this?
Jagga.
I am suffering more than you.
Doesn't a mother who gave life wish to spend 3 days with her child?
Don't we send our children to a summer camp for 3 days?
Think that we have sent her like that.
Let her too experience her mother's love.
Hey!
Look, Madam...
He lost his mind.
He hasn't lost his mind.
He just trust his love.
You wouldn't understand.
♪ Words have fallen silent, ♪ ♪ sorrow clouds the mind. ♪
♪ This life has suffered, ♪ ♪ longing for your sight. ♪
♪ Loneliness takes hold, ♪ ♪ the void consumes me. ♪
♪ This life has suffered, ♪ ♪ longing for your sight. ♪
♪ Aching heart, ♪ ♪ weeping with every beat. ♪
♪ I cannot catch my breath, ♪ ♪ there is nothing without you. ♪
Brother, here is some water.
Be ready tomorrow. - Where are we going?
I don’t know.
♪ I am alone. Lonely and weary, ♪ ♪ tired of this life. ♪
♪ This life... ♪
♪ [music continues] ♪
♪ No matter what happens, no matter ♪ ♪ how I live, your memories haunt me. ♪
♪ When your memory spoke, ♪ ♪ I searched that path. ♪
♪ Have you gone so far away? ♪ - Thank you, Uncle.
♪ Come closer and comfort me. ♪ Not Uncle. You should call him Dad.
♪ Release me from the weight ♪ ♪ upon my chest. ♪
♪ Let the path clear... ♪
♪ Let the journey begin. ♪
♪ This life trembled, ♪ ♪ failing to unite with you. ♪
♪ Day and night, ♪ ♪ the heart aches without you. ♪
♪ I cannot catch my breath, ♪ ♪ there is nothing without you. ♪
♪ I am alone. Lonely and weary, ♪ ♪ tired of this life. ♪
♪ This life... ♪
♪ [music continues] ♪
Papa!
Thank God! She didn't forget her father.
Hi, my girl. - Papa, look!
A new frock. Do you like it?
They bought me ten more just like it.
Nakul uncle bought me this doll.
Isn’t it cute?
Brother, she's changed like a chameleon.
All she talks about are the things they bought her.
As if we never bought her anything!
Nidhi!
It was delicious! I loved it. - Nidhi! Nidhi!
Nidhi!
No matter how much I call, she's not even looking at me.
It's like she's forgotten me.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]
Nidhi. - Huh?
Papa, I’m going to sit with them.
Go.
Come.
That's it. It's over.
I told him not to send her.
I don't know what spell they've cast on her.
She's not even looking at me.
All rise.
Let’s proceed with the closing statements.
Your Honor.
We hold mother above everything.
You have witnessed this mother's magic.
In just three days...
the child has returned to her mother's embrace.
She's feeling happy, she's feeling secure.
No law is needed to unite a mother and daughter...
because that's nature.
Yet, look at the situation here.
To bring them together...
we are forced to fight in the court.
For that, your Honor...
What mistake has this mother done?
She's been lied once about her child's death and faced injustice.
But let us not allow injustice to strike twice.
I request the court to let this child grow up with her real mother.
That's all, Your Honor.
[SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING]
Ms. Leela, your closing statement.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Your Honor,
I will present my statements unconventionally
We have witnessed Mr. Sanjay question Mr. Aditya.
Even seen him cross-examine.
But a father's state of mind and what he's feeling matter as well.
I feel he deserves to be heard.
I request you, Your Honor...
to call Mr.Aditya to the stand.
Your Honor...
when asked for her closing statement, she wants to speak to Mr. Aditya.
We have already heard his side.
Is there really a need for this?
Mr. Sanjay...
has Ms. Leela ever listened to a word you said?
I haven't seen it yet.
[LAUGHS]
That's true.
Let her speak.
There's no harm in it.
Aditya, please come forward.
Thank you!
Aditya, tell me.
could you please ask them to take my daughter out?
Why?
I don't want my words to influence her.
Escort the child outside.
Well, proceed.
After my wife died...
I lost the will to live.
My life came to a standstill.
But the spark returned,
because of my daughter.
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
The day I went to that orphanage...
a tiny hand reached out for mine.
That day...
I didn't choose her,
She chose me.
She didn't just come into my home...
she became my entire world.
Now, they are asking for my world back.
How can I give it?
Now what if...
..your daughter chooses her mother?
What will you do then?
I will let her go, sir.
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
More than what I feel...
..what my daughter want is far more important to me.
For god to unite a mother and a daughter...
I take this is as the god's plan for sending this child to me.
Being a father to a daughter...
it's an ultimate feeling.
The joy that my daughter has brought is beyond words.
For giving me that experience, I thank my daughter.
That is all.
That is all, sir.
[SOFT, MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
Bring the child in.
Let us hear from her as well.
It is vital that we understand what is truly in her heart.
Hi, Nidhi.
Hi, Your Honor.
[GENTLE LAUGHTER]
You can call me Uncle.
Where do you go to school?
Skalvi International.
Good!
Nidhi...
Do you know why we are all here?
Yes.
To decide will I be staying with Papa or with Shruti mummy.
Good girl.
And who do you want to stay with?
I love my Papa.
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
But I love Shruti mummy, too.
She is so kind to me,
and she loves me very much.
Her house has a swimming pool, and Grandma and Nakul uncle.
I’m never bored when I was with them.
But when Shruti mummy asked me to start calling Nakul uncle as "Papa"...
I just felt weird.
Nakul uncle is a good man, but my papa is Adi
Best Papa.
Every night, when I was at their house, I missed my Papa’s stories so much.
Uncle? - Yes?
I have to tell you a secret.
Tell me, dear.
It's a secret, Uncle.
I can't say it from all the way here.
I have to come closer to tell you.
Uncle...
Do you know what?
I make Papa tell me the exact same story every single night.
The story about the very first time he met my Nidhi mumma.
Do you know why? - Why is that?
Because whenever I ask papa about Nidhi mumma,
Papa gets a cute smile on his face.
That is the best smile in the world.
Watch, I'll ask him now.
Papa?
Will you tell me the story of you meeting Nidhi mumma in London?
[SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
Judge Uncle... I want to stay with my Papa.
♪ A star that soared into my tiny world, ♪
♪ The partner to every step I take. ♪
♪ My heart sings, ♪ - I love you, papa!
♪ calling out to my dreams. ♪ - I love you too, my child.
♪ Slowly, paradise appears ♪ ♪ right before my eyes. ♪
Judge Uncle...
My family is Me, Papa, Nidhi mumma's photo, Jagga Mummy, and Viju Uncle.
The best family!
Gosh! Nidhi didn't forget me!
Oh, my baby!
[GENTLE LAUGHTER]
Never in my career have I witnessed such a delicate case.
No one is a culprit here.
Just the circumstances.
This court has deep sympathy for the suffering Shruti has endured.
However, we must consider the bond built over years between father and daughter.
Aditya did not just adopt Nidhi; he built his entire world around her.
And the child has spoken for herself.
Therefore...
in the best interest of the child's emotional and mental well-being...
this court grants permanent custody of Nidhi to Mr. Aditya.
[UPLIFTING MUSIC]
After spending these three days with Nidhi,
I see how well you’ve raised her.
You've raised a lovely kid.
If you ever wish to see her, please, feel free to visit.
Or just call me, and I'll bring her to you myself.
Thank you so much, it means a lot.
No problem.
You two seem to be in a deep discussion.
Why fight in court?
If you two had just married...
Nidhi would have got her mother and father.
Problem solved!
Look, you were both so tense...
I just cracked a joke to lighten the mood!
How was the joke?!
How was it?! -[GASPS]
After a comment like that, what did you expect apart from slap?
Viju anna, Shruti is a married woman!
Is this a way to talk to her?
Adi should stop speaking to you for a joke like that.
But you show off as if you're not speaking.
Exactly! That’s what I was going to ask, too.
The slap didn't even hurt.
But he did it in front of everyone!
Oh, please! You're only upset because he slapped you in front of Leelu!
Isn't that right, Viju?
Are you Jagga? - Yes.
We've all been waiting to meet you!
Oh gosh!
To meet me?!
Have I become that famous?
Your dress is lovely.
It's nice, right?
Adi anna bought it for me.
I’m a big fan of yours!
I follow you on Instagram.
Really? Thank you!
You look so cute too.
You look like a festival doll from our village back home.
Give me your Insta ID, I’ll follow you back!
Hey, idiot! - Huh?
Get the ID later. Did you come here alone?
No, look! Your friend is coming.
Wait, is Adi here?
[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Thanks for coming.
I tried calling, but it wouldn't connect.
I only saw one tick on WhatsApp.
I couldn't even see your profile pic.
Well, when you're blocked...
you can't call,
no double ticks, and no profile pic!
Viju Uncle!
Papa didn't just block you on Instagram...
I’m the one who told him to block you!
Oh! So you're the one who blocked him?
And here he was, showing off as if he's not talking to you.
Viju anna, are you not speaking to him?
Tell us something we can actually believe.
He’s a total fake.
He just shows off in front of women.
Just you wait...
Next time you come by our place looking for coffee and breakfast,
you’ll have to deal with me!
It was just a joke, Jagga.
How was the joke?
This is not the joke,
Now I am going to tell Sushma about Leelu, now that would be the ultimate joke.
Jagga! Hey! Jagga! Wait!
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Jagga! My buddy! Hold on!
Don't say a word, I’m getting a call.
Hello?
I'm on my way, sir. I'll be there in twenty minutes.
Let’s have a blast!
I don't want you or your "blast." Get lost!
But without the blast, the madam won't--
I don't want her here either! Go away!
Okay, your loss.
Jagga, you're my darling, right?
-[LAUGHS] -Let’s keep this between us.
♪ ♪
♪ You have become the ♪ ♪ foundation of eternal love. ♪
♪ From this day forward, ♪ ♪ my whole life is yours. ♪
♪ My heart sings, calling to its dreams... ♪ - Papa!
♪ Slowly, paradise appears ♪ ♪ right before my eyes. ♪
♪ You are the reason for my ♪ ♪ smiles and my peaceful life. ♪
♪ You are the reason... ♪
Come on, let’s make some reels together!
Yes, let's do it! - Come!
What more does these eyes have to see?!
Nidhi? - Yeah?
Do you know who this Joo Auntie is?
Hm-hmm.
She’s your father’s old friend.
Shut up!
And what about Sihi Auntie? -Hm-hmm.
Also your father’s old friend.
Viju anna!
And do you know who this Junkie Auntie is?
Is she Papa’s old friend?
No, I’m not your father’s friend.
My friend is someone else entirely.
Viju Uncle, who was your old friend?
Alas! I never had the good fortune your father had.
I’m stuck with just one.
Where on earth did that "blast" guy go?!
Neither the blast will come nor does my wife.
♪ Oh, sweet girl, the light of my life, ♪ ♪ you are the treasure of my heart. ♪
♪ Hey princess, I am your servant... ♪ ♪ Oh, my sweet, beautiful girl. ♪
♪ In her laughter and her tears, ♪ ♪ there is a grace so divine. ♪
♪ This, my dear child, is the ♪ ♪ bond I will cherish forever. ♪