Monirul!
Ma'am.
Are you sleeping?
There we go again.
What do you do with that broken, old radio?
Go back to the past?
You haven't told us the menu for tomorrow.
You'll rush in the morning.
And blame me if anything goes wrong.
What a hassle!
Yellow mung lentil soup.
Fried eggplants.
Dry pumpkin curry.
And see if you get fresh mullet fish.
-Is the fish fresh? -Yeah.
Hurry up. Ma'am needs to get on with the cooking.
Yeah, yeah.
Steamed rice. Yellow mung lentil soup.
Fried eggplants.
-Don't have eggplants. -We'll get it.
Dry pumpkin curry, mullet fish in mustard sauce
and elephant apple chutney.
Elephant apple!
INDUBALA'S HOTEL 14/2 CHHENU MITRA LANE, KOL - 09
(song playing)
God, may there be food for everyone.
INDUBALA'S HOTEL 14/2 CHHENU MITRA LANE, KOL - 09
TODAY'S MENU
STEAMED RICE
YELLOW MUNG LENTIL SOUP
FRIED EGGPLANTS
MULLET FISH IN MUSTARD SAUCE
ELEPHANT APPLE CHUTNEY
THE WORLD OF INDUBALA
Keep going 20 metres. Turn to your left.
Walk straight for 30 metres and turn to your right.
You've arrived at your destination.
Thank you.
INDUBALA'S HOTEL 14/2 CHHENU MITRA LANE, KOL - 09
Joba, please switch on the water pump.
-Why didn't fill the tank? -Please do it.
(indistinct chatter)
Make sure tomorrow the fish is fresh too.
Yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
Isn't mashed taro on the menu today?
You haven't made mashed taro today?
(indistinct chatter)
Have you had lunch yet?
Where do you live?
In the hostel nearby.
I moved in today.
Too late for mashed taro.
Dhona will warm up some rice for you.
There's lentil soup and pumpkin curry to go with it.
Flat bread will take some time.
Want some roasted eggplants with mango pickle oil?
S**t!
Sorry, Grandma.
Can you repeat, please? I want to record it.
Get the jar from the shelf.
I'll have some rice with roasted eggplants.
-What's your name? -Sanchari.
Put it down in the register.
Wow. It's a lovely name.
Who named you?
-Your mother? -Nope. She couldn't.
She died the day I was born.
My dad named me.
Even he's no more.
My uncle and aunt are my local guardians.
I'm from Krishnanagar.
But my college is here, so I've to live in a hostel.
I saw more pickles on the shelf.
What other pickles do you have?
Just hearing about pickles won't fill your stomach.
Pickles are meant to be tasted.
They're meant to be eaten with hand.
My granny loved pickles.
She had huge jars full of mango pickle.
Sometimes elephant apple pickle.
Sometimes plum pickle.
Sometimes, tamarind.
A pickle for every season.
And it wasn't just pickles.
She'd separate the oil and cook with it.
It's a big hassle.
I can't do all that.
Your lunch is ready.
Why do you care about my gab and my rundown shop?
Are you kidding me?
The social media group for Indubala's Hotel is very popular.
I'm a member too.
But I'm no longer a virtual member. I'm an official member now.
I want to vlog about your dishes.
I have an online channel with 157 subscribers.
Hmm.
So, when are you making mashed taro?
We don't serve mashed taro.
Delicious!
What do you mean you don't serve it?
Amalendu has praised
your famous mashed taro with coconut and green chillies.
Who is Amalendu?
He was a regular customer here in the '80s.
He's a Physics professor at Krishnanagar College.
Do you recognise him?
So many people have eaten at my restaurant.
Can't remember them all anymore.
I've grown old now.
What are you looking at?
You eat exactly like my granny.
I'll use this grandma connection to blackmail you.
I'm dangerous!
Anyway, good for me.
So, when are you making mashed taro? Tomorrow?
I'm posting it on social media.
I'll certainly make it for you one day.
-Don't post anything-- -No excuses.
You have to make mashed taro for me.
Lunch was great!
I'll be back for mashed taro tomorrow.
Bye.
Dhona...
-Dhona. -Hmm?
Run the hot water for my bath.
This girl is hell bent on having mashed taro.
Why didn't you tell her we don't serve it?
Rubbish!
Go on before the water gets cold.
I'll keep it there.
(song playing)
THE MAHABHARATA
(reciting from the Mahabharata)
Mom!
The money lender is back.
Anyone home?
They haven't given back the money they owe me.
Where are you? Come out, you jerk!
Give back my money.
I'll take my money no matter what.
Come out!
-Won't leave without my money today. -Sold off everything.
Didn't leave a penny for his family.
Not fit for society!
Throw these beggars out!
Go live in the slums.
-Don't care if your husband died. -Exactly.
Cut the drama!
I'm not leaving without my money.
Come out, you hear me?
She won't. She's going to sit tight.
Can you hear me? Come out!
Give back my money.
Her husband taught her well. She won't come out.
How many times do I have to repeat myself?
That thief took off with my money.
Bloody cheats!
-Kick them out! -Right.
The husband was always with some broad.
He obviously didn't have money.
-What's a broad, Mom? -Hush!
Huh! What do you expect?
The sons will turn out to be like the father.
-Right you are. -It's in their blood.
-What a disgrace! -Stop hiding, you coward.
I want my money back.
-(reciting from the Mahabharata)-Come out at once! You hear me?
-(reciting from the Mahabharata) -(indistinct chatter)
Hey!
Wait a minute.
-What's the matter? -You thief! Come out!
What's that stench?
Me. It's coming from me.
-Who are you? -It's the stench of fish.
I'll show you. Come here.
-Come, I'll explain everything. -Tell me.
-Ma'am asked for some time, right? -Yeah. But I want my money.
-Is it time yet? -Yeah, it is!
Mom, Lachmi aunty is here.
-Why are you making a scene here? -I want my money.
-Get out. -How dare you?
I'll show you!
-What will you do? -Just wait, you swine!
-What can you do? -Get out!
-Get the hell out! -Stop it!
-Out! Right now! -You can't talk like that.
-Go away! -Shut up.
-Go! Sort it out later. -I won't leave.
-Another whore. Who the hell are you? -Me?
-I'll tell you who I am. -Hey! Who are you?
I'm warrior Queen Lakshmibai of Jhansi.
-Get out! All of you! -You can't do this!
-Oh! A broad is a warrior. -Quiet.
That's our very own Lachmi aunty.
-Get out! -Hey!
-Give me my money. -You'll get it. Now get lost!
-Out! -He's a bad guy.
-Get lost, all of you! -(indistinct yelling)
What are you waiting for, you geezer? Get out!
-I won't spare you. -Hey!
Get lost, a**hole!
Her husband just died and they're here for money.
Bloody bastards!
Ma'am.
Ma'am--
What are you looking at, huh?
-Get lost! Go on. -Yeah, yeah, we're leaving.
-Let's go. -Don't talk to the lowly fish monger.
Just watching the show!
(reciting from the Mahabharata)
Ma'am.
(reciting from the Mahabharata)
Why are you scared?
Mom, everyone's left.
Bro!
This is your house, isn't it?
How can anyone throw you out?
Don't worry about the loan. We'll figure out a way.
Now listen.
I'll be having lunch here.
I missed my usual train.
If I don't eat something now, how will I pull through till night?
Here.
You know something, Lachmi?
Back in our house in Kolapota...
we never let anyone leave without a meal.
There was never a dearth of food.
Take this.
(song playing)
Pradip.
-Pradip! -Yes, Mom.
-Hurry up. -I'm here.
-Get some rice from Tapan's shop. -Okay.
-Wear your shoes. -Yeah.
-Come back soon. -Okay.
(song playing)
I'll get fresh fish for you tomorrow.
From where?
Straight from the sea.
It's making me hungry already!
Mom, lunch!
-Let's go, kids. -Yeah.
Let's see if your mom's done cooking.
Ma'am!
-Ma'am! Ma'am! -Ma'am!
(song playing)
-Ma'am, I'm leaving. -Here's the rest of your money.
Why?
I'll have lunch here tomorrow again.
I can't give you change every day.
And Dayaram will be here too. He's from my village.
Please keep some food for us.
Okay, bye.
See you tomorrow.
Mom!
There'll be many people tomorrow.
What will you make?
Please tell me!
Tomorrow's menu will be steamed rice...
-Tangy lentil soup... -Oh!
-Fish curry... -Fish!
-Fried bitter gourd... -That's bitter.
-And mango chutney. -Yummy!
(song playing)
TODAY'S MENU
STEAMED RICE FRIED BITTER GOURD
TANGY LENTIL SOUP FISH CURRY, MANGO CHUTNEY
(reciting from the Mahabharata)
(song playing)
(reciting from the Mahabharata)
THE MAHABHARATA
(song playing)