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lifelong he made us laughwith boredom jokes, he got promotion and left this world, to spread cheer in heaven, this film is dedicatedto 'suthi' velu uncle, wishing him another life ofcomedian to spread laughter...film unit since he's mother less childand i'm very busy with my work, i couldn't focus on him, but i wish to see him as number onein this world in some aspect, i hope you will make him one.

be careful, sukumar. for any man to win in this world,he has three positions only. which one do you like to be? tell me four names ofsuccessful people, sukumar. megastar chiranjeevi, sachin tendulkar,bill clinton and bill gates. why didn't you tell yourfather's name or my name? this world wants only winners. not the loser. the world remembers only the winners.

so, to achieve success,either kill or get killed. i'm here for sukumar's interview. they can't pronounce indian names, right? since they're calling my name mythilias monthly and weekly,. i've shortened it to become myth. who do you like more?mother or father?- i like maya. because i see more than anyone. since i'm his son he gave meall the luxuries. but my watchman helped meby knowing my needs.

if anyone is jumping down from bridge,i don't care about him. because he would recover fromthe wounds in 2 to 3 years. but if he falls in love,he can recover in life. the reason for getting recognisedas the best ceo at this young age. career is life and time is cash.shall we go speed? you're so famous, girls would bedying for you, right? that? love? on me? it seems she loves me.

a man can see a woman...anywhere. but do you know where a woman sees man?she sees here! because he keeps purse there. shall i tell you a thing? it's old saying that there's a womanbehind every successful man. i say woman chases only a successful man. had i been a beggar, would you love me? you could've told me that personally,why say loudly in public? stop there.

people may think i ditched you and look meas villain and look at you sympathetically. love, marriage and scams,i stay away from them. you pay the bill becausei'm here for your work. are you crying? i told you to pay 5 euros, you're crying,i'm earning 2500 euros every day, you want to get me freely.i'll get you free? any relatives in india?did you visit india? i believe human relations areeconomy related. so, i don't have any economic relations.

so, i'll visit india.you've breakfast. what's her name? i'm the celebrity not you. if you take me as role model,keep my photo in your purse. but please don't waste office time. not only that next week there's a meetingfor our company to get a prestigious project. if anyone fails to attendthat meeting. what if you miss? if sukumar too fails to attendthis meeting,

as ceo i'm passing ordersto fire him also. won't he get negative resultsif behaves like this with colleagues? hello sanjay dutt from north india, ramanujam has verylow opinion about you. it seems you tale 20 days for10 day project like inzamam-ul-haq. very slow! slow? ramanujam?he's ravi shastry, a gavaskar- really? give me the project,i'll do it in 9 days. give it to me. what's this, ramanujam from south india?

sanjay dutt says you're a lazy worker. no, i'll give this project to someone else. moreover very urgent. i'll finish it in a week.- is it? i gave the project to themit'll be done in 25 days. i'll give the responsibility of unitingthem to subba rao. our telugu man! if you pay him little extra,he'll unite anyone in this world. okay? he has little master plan,divide and rule.

i think you've understood about me?- got it. is your interview over? what do you do in your free time? baby o baby...my world is mine... fun in that world is different... i'm a daring young man...i never take a back step... i'll rock the world with my steps... come on, dudes...i'm an achiever.. there's nothing impossible for me...

i'm pure enthusiasm at jet speed... come on hit hard... i'm a role model to myself...i'm an epitome of confidence... here's nothing to stop meother than myself... forget about difficulties and sorrows... don't care about luck or problems... let anything be around meother than myself, forget it... if you think about right or left,victory would say bye to you... if you want success to follow youas your shadow..

aim and hit hard! forget about your lows...awaken your spirit... break the sentiments...hit the peak... lifetime is night, you're greatif you're in limelight.. keep your focus on targetto become a star... my ideas are to win the world...forget praying god... play circus with this worldlike a ring master... there's no competitionto my idea like me... i'm tata and birla myself...

is it over? your mother who left her family for meand used to live among flowers, i had to make sleep amidstthese stones. my love for you has made you lonely. your mother left me two things only,you and her memories. if she had anything for herself,it was your grandma and maternal uncle. it seems your uncle diedrecently in an accident. your grandma is alone. i don't have any right to visit her.can you please visit her once?

i don't want any relationship with them. okay, i'll not bring anything before youwhich you don't like. then, you too go away from here. i'll not leave anything whichyour mother loved. most importantly you.but that old woman... i've more important things than her.- what's that? after couple of years,i want to start a company of my own. if you need any help, ask me. look srinivas, i don't want your help.

i can stand on my own leg. what about your grandma?- let her die! where the hell is he? fine, buddy? fine, buddy. shall we?- to meet bank manager, right?- yes. sit down. money...money...how much?not enough? what is that french beard saying?

how are you doing business ineurope without knowing english? all the land you see here. may god bless you. you're very fair, bro!may god bless you. flashback?- that's it. if all this is there, our people buyto live amidst chaos. if i say nothing is there,people buy here to live peacefully. don't reveal the secret,this is my victoria secret.- victoria? what did he say?

did he get shocked seeingour plans and projects? they say our deposit of1.2 lakh euros is not enough. they want half million euros deposit,then they'll grant 40 crore euros loan. let's deposit it.we're getting big loan. already i've taken loans fromsuch crooks, i mean friends. for loans?- you shut up. what to do now? i need to deposit 3 crores ormy company must give surety. only then our loan would get sanctioned. let's get it.

my boss will not allow me to go. he'll not give surety for me.- let's get him do it. today we must finish that bank work. my old customer. what is she saying? does she want you to give companyto mother? don't accept. i know this, you won't get it. plan is mine and execution is mine,you keep shut. tell me, srinivas.- if you meet your grandma once...

i've my own problems... what happened? doctor came to see him. please meet your grandma once...poor old lady! why did you call me at this hour? your friend balu is dead. it seems he committed suicidefor failing in life. his family members told me. it seems your friend balu is dead.

forget about that. forget about bank surety,there's a chance of getting money surely.- how? keep in touch with the manager. book a ticket to india immediately. confirm the place, village,state i need to visit. you know about the meeting, right?- i know. my brother-in-law pydiraju inquiredabout your grandma. it seems you're an heir to aboutrs.150 crore worth property. go...go immediately to india.

pydiraju will join you,he's big shot there. he'll help you in selling your property. he sold off all my property,i trusted him as brother-in-law, right? go, your dreams will come real. look, how well my daughter dances! we must find a groom for her, right? where he could he be?- he'll come flying for her. it's you in my heart...it's you in my word... it's you in my eyes...it's you in my dreams...

thoughts will sing happilyon hearing your name... my body and soul dances... romance plays like classical flute... it'll flow like rushing andgushing river... the village is rocked hearingtales about us... it's tune of enchant at twilight... it's thirst of summer where sorrowof yearning spreads webs... love rules the world... as world sings about you...come and join me...

as anklets chime...as music spreads... as the morning dawns...here comes lord krishna... krishna steals to eat butter and hides... you run into the sea of milkwithout getting caught... the little boy who destroysany devil in hiding... he's lover boy who takes away clothesof girls to steal their hearts... the boy who dances on thehoods of ferocious snakes... he who makes lives sweeter than sweet... when he comes...heart dances...

oh mother! mother? i'm crying o mother!why don't you hear me, mother? mother!- mother! did he sing song? got scared? he wasn't with his mother inher last days. so, if anyone says mother,he sings songs in her memory. he walks from darkness and stones... cool as peacock feather... never gives up playing flute...

he tests you if you ask himto meet at odd hours... he's treasure of love if youshower love on him... enchanting like message of gita... it's magic...it's fantasy... those goggles don't suit you.it suits me, remove it. are you calling me gay? dust? i'll remove it. stop it.- i brought the car for you, sir. i've a habit, i don't let otherstravel in my car.

these are fields, all are out fieldings.- fieldings? they put up pension and give it on loose.- is it telugu? fielding, pension, loose,they appear like english words. to keep animals at bay,they've fenced it and give it on loose. you mean fencing?- correst. you mean lease for loose. you too have picked up english very well, sir. stop it! i'm losing what i gained. go man!- looks like a bad fellow!let's go.

isn't the climax very good?- climax? i mean weather...- you and your english! sir, your girl is coming!- move... bloody rogue!may you get run over by some lorry! oh god! wild boar!- i'm dust! in that land of peace...into that city... shameless man!drinking in public, take it. the entire place was shiveringwith fear and cries of distress... you useless!

you're very fast on it. he told me to clean fast, i did it.- fast...? told me to clean it fast, i did it.- you cleaned it very well. vardhanamma's grandson has arrived! i told you to say prompting,why are you saying prompting, you fool? learn it by heart!don't come till you've learnt it. are you all ready?where is venkat rao? why did you come late onthe day of play, you idiot? instead of sending that butler telugu man,why didn't you come to receive me?

that old haggard said right for left. are you ready with make upor do it here now? make up? are you mad?- stop...stop... he can't hear properly for 3 years now. why don't you use hearing aid, father? who do you think he is?he's sukumar. our vardhanamma's grandson. sukumar?he has grown in to young man. hi, i'm anr, my father is svr,my grandpa 'poems' gopala rao.

why didn't you name himafter some artiste? wit that mr.bean face! his father may be chiranjeevi,but my father wasn't. he means his father wasn't an artiste. stop your drama. why did you bring me hereinstead of taking me home? are you taking me orshall i go with dust? he did grow up!- i too said the same. i meant differently.

aunty! your grandson sukumar is here,at least come out now! aunty, your foreign daughter's son. move aside. is it you? is he?- yes, your grandson. did you take so much time to see me, dear? why did you and your motherleft me alone?- cool! you won't leave me again, right? my dear...wait here...wait...i'll come back.

your paternal aunt, your maternal aunt. they said she's mad.- who said that? please come this side. how big you've grown, krishna! please take her away.- tell him. you'd touched many people on the way,i've cleansed you with turmeric water. why is she cleansing herself now?- she has touched you, right? this is what people call as madness. indeed mad!

pour little! no signals.- why not? only if there are towers, right? no?- no! granny! what's that turmeric bad smell? what's that granny like dhoni? you don't call turmeric as bad smellbut fragrance. that's the telugu i know. that's not telugu but disease.

am i western grandma?call me fondly as grandmother. what's this smell? you'd have touched so many people in flight. that's why i added turmeric...- she'd have poured it into your bag. something like that.- oh no! no, she didn't.- look there! yours! those are my white shoes! grandma, why did you dip theminto turmeric water?

o man! one who destroys the world... is it you? i thought it was hema. it seems your grandsonhas come, vardhanamma. sit...sit...turmeric water, right?no need. afternoon a man pushed me into slush,just now i had a bath. shall i meet him?- go! the same anklets! i think that pinching aunt is back.my back is hurt! for safety. i'll close it.

have you come?come, pinch me! what did you with him? stop it, grandma!- okay. i didn't ask you to stop the fan. power cut, it'll be restored onlyafter 4 hours. no power for 4 hours. hell of a village! oh no! is it anklets aunt? no!

it could be that girl. last night a girl came to my room.- who is she? beautiful girl?- yes, that was her. i know telugu, speak in telugu. may be milk girl was hereto milk the buffaloes.- milk girl? who are they? mandodhari sister.hail natural medicine! mix it, kesava! take half ostrich egg ina small vessel,

in that...- my foot! it's too much. what's that donkey's egg?- ostrich egg. if you talk again, i'll make you lickslushy leaf concoction. no, sister mandodhari.- mix it, kesava. add little dust to it.- what's that irritant? why doesn't she spend time watching tv soapsbut killing us with experiments? why does she follow the tv?why does she makes us have ostrich eggs? won't we eat if she makesan omelette of it?

if you apply that thick soupy concoction...- to the vessel? knew one truth!you talk too much. i got to know it now. what's this trouble? an exercise to clean stomach, father. you silly girl! you poured somethinginto my ear and i'm deaf now. don't scold sister, father. why don't you apply this on your head? no aunt.my head is under mortgage.

got it.can you hear me?- tell me. download babu's film.download younger babu's film also. make 100 prints.but no need of that. start with one who startedthe six pack figure. if he has female fans all over ap,but has male fans here. hold on the line,what do you want, sir? who is this, sir?- my brother download. your brother?- very famous. how can he get signal here, sir?

next village tower signal ends exactly here. is it, sir?- yes, sir. what's the news? how far the project work has come? i'm trying to solve it. i want to know a thing,will you tell me? i want you to do something for me,will you do it? what's that? i did b.sc agri.i don't like to be a farmer.

i know to cook, i want to stat a hotelin foreign and serve people. will you take me to foreign?- i'll think about it. revenue officer who can tell methe details of my grandpa's property. i'll take you to the officer. to tell in your language, everyone whose income hasdwindled gathers here. not for money but tomake money, they play. people have turned weekend gamesinto daily game without work.

playing cards! to tell you plainly, playing cards club. recently chinese people asked our pmto suggest a way to reduce population. he said teach them to play cricket,it'll come down. had our pm told about cards,they wouldn't have time to make love also, china would've come down on it's own. that's why i say only those who canplay cards must get ticket in politics. he's senior officer.- senior? greetings, brother.

how are you, anr?are you here to play? no brother, that is... who is he dressed up like clown?who is he? he's vardhanamma's grandson, brother. he has little work with you, brother. take him away with you.- he won't stay long, just little work. i told you take him away. what are you looking at? put the card.what are you looking at?

many here have a grouseagainst your family. let's go. lost everything. i'll pay later, another game, please. this is your last game.- i know. you don't put card and i'll play,i've lost my 3 acres like this. is mla coming here? to next village,why are you telling me that? is father coughing? bloody news! why all the news about home?

if you've money give me,i'll play another game. you play. look anr, i don't know to play. can you play for me? i too don't know to play. i'll ask if officer would like to play. looks like he likes to gamble. send him anr, i'll play for him. come, sit next to me,your money is safe with me.

give.- come. brother!- other people's money. if you look at it, you'll lose your eyes. get your money.play! never lost when i play withother's money, this is the first time. you lost money and i got the kick. no problem, you can repay the gratitude. this is gokulam, the housewhere your grandma stays. 50 acres of land surrounding it is yours.

50 acres of fertile land outside the village. his father svr has takenon lease to raise crops. somewhere here piduguraju hasoccupied your 5 acre land. what's it? did father say anything? did he talk and cough? why don't you pour somethinginto his mouth? did you pour water? oh no! you should've poured little brandy.

you don't drink, how can you? what did he say anyway? did he say not to tell about 100 acres ofland donated to village people? 100 acres?- did i say it? did you hear it? i should beat you. that's our property, suku.- can i sell it? you can sell it happily. but vardhanamma owns the property,everything depends on her yes or no. now you can go for the hunt.i'll go to play card game.

this is not a village but shithole. i know.- i can't stay here anymore. it seems you got an offerto run heritage hotel in gokulam, tell pydiraju to find them and call me.- okay. this village will always be like this,that's why i say, let's go away from here. let's go away!stop! hey old man...you old man! do you know who he is? i'll rip you into two!

he says he'll break you into two. he looks like a bad boy. sit here, i need to talk to you. if you give me once! i want money, vardhanamma. take it, shall i ask kanna rao? no need, not small amount but very big! the money you get by sellingthis palace, lands, farms. take everything.- really?

can i sell everything? everything belongs to you, krishna.who else is there for me? thanks, grandma.buyers are coming tomorrow morning. shall i call them?- as you wish. where will this mad woman be then? tell her clearly what for you're here! we've already discussed it. not that, where's your mother? where is she?i'm asking you.

she's there.she's happy. she sent me here. what if she wants to come with youto be with your parents? what do you say, vardhanamma?- i'll go with him. i'm eager to be with my daughter.i'll go. no way! let's find some old age homeor shift to a smaller house. are you giving alms to herwith her property? grandma, this palace is mine, right?can i sell it or not? sell it, it's all yours.

you heard her, right? you can go now. get out. forgot a dialogue from a film... i'll not leave you, bommali...i'll not leave you! i'll not leave you, boy. grandma, i can call the buyers, right? i wish to present this to the worldas our group hotel. that too villages and heritage hotels! foreigners would go mad over it. what a property, sir!

had i owned this, i would've boughtand sold many times! is it okay to you?- but, here... who is it? should we remove theholy basil from here, sir?- as you wish. i'll not agree.i'll not agree to remove this. how can they buy?only if we sell, right? don't you remember what you saidlast night, grandma? i told you but i can't leave all this. i can't.- grandma!

are you not the owner?- i'm but actually... please stop! sir, i'm living here for 50 years in thishouse watching my krishna here. where will i go if you ask me to leave? i beg you, please go away.- grandma. please go away!go away! that's all, grandma?- that's it. didn't she tell you to leave?clear out. did you come?

come, i'll show you another place.excellent property. you expected a thing butsomething else happened. don't interfere in unnecessarily. how many times i've waned you? for whatever purpose you're here,i'll ensure you return empty handed. you should've been namedrao gopal rao not svr. hey my navel!- navel? he's talking nonsense, grandma. pidivatham garuthmanthudu,senior advocate.

come, you wanted a lawyer, right? he's the senior most lawyeri know in this area. you mean?- old! i showed you, right?foreign...hotel...promise... i think he told you everything. that poor hold lady...i mean old lady! not hold or sold, sunny! old!old woman! people here are trying to sellthe property by calling her mad.

i heard you're local ram jethmalaniand chanakya of litigations! so i'm before you. do something an see thati get the property. for your practice,i'll build high court, if you love anyone, trust me, if you do this for me... look apple polisher!you! recently a man came andsaid he's that old woman's relative, he did a snake dance before me.

who is he, sir?- pidugu raju! he's a crooked financier. he attacks like locust beforefarmer goes to field. is my photo good?- super, sir. how dare you take on me! raise down their huts to ground! this is injustice, pidugu raju.- account is account. you bring their dog also.- why dog, sir? legal interest.

why that thing?- compound interest this mike set belongs to veerraju. that belongs to guravaiah. that belongs to post master subba rao. today there's a hearing of thatnasty fellow's case. since you claim to be the true heir. come to the court,tell there as i taught you. court buildingseethanagaram mandal are you pidugu raju?

is there anything you want to tell? what's there, sir? my uncle, i mean mad womanvardhanamma's husband, before he died, he told me that gokulam, land, farmseverything belongs to you after vardhanamma, even if anyone keeps finger in mouth,you don't know to lick also, bite!- i meant that, sir. you don't know to bite also, how will you survive in this world,

keeping him head on my lap, with his tongue out,watching the ceiling, he breathed his last! i was visiting often to look after my property, that mad lady vardhanamma using theservice of a goon known as svr, she's threatening me, sir. calm down! but still my client pidugu rajuoccupied 5 acres of land, you committed yourself,tell me further.

he took possession of 5 acres of land, he was raising crops there, they've taken him to court with chargeof occupying the land illegally, your honour. so, you say he's the real heir to the property. yes, sir. no, i'm the heir.- who is he? it's me! you say you're the true heir, how? documents to provehe's the true heir, your honour.

sir, paying fee is useless,let's go home.- keep quiet. how are you related to achutharamaiah? i too have evidence, sir.our village mptc. greetings...greetings...- do you know him, mptc? he? why don't i know that crook?- crook? he's a scoundrel. he ran away as little boy stealinghis mother's gold chain. i'm not hungry. he's achutharamaiah's nephew'scousin's son.

you're telling lies. isn't it correct to bring vardhanammahere to decide the true heir? whoever vardhanamma decides as heirin court, he gets the property. grandma!-...he entered like a thief... come, krishna. i want to talk to you, grandma.- okay. wait, i've little work. turmeric water, right?okay, you can. please talk to me first, grandma.

only if you give me once! just a minute, look into my eyes. hungry?- property! do you want the property go to meor to pidugu raju and svr? why do you say like that, krishna? you just say i'm your grandsonand your heir. whether you give me the propertyor not, i've to go. i've to go, grandma. i'll go back regret all my life, grandma.

you're overacting! some pidugu raju is enjoying theproperty which should be mine. don't say like that. property isn't rupees and dollars, grandma. they're my mother's childhood memories. will you deny that to me and my mother? will you? you're finished! i'll tell my father,would you like to act in plays?

i don't want idols and holy basil plant,will they come with me after i die? someday i've to leave them all behind. i'll leave it now for you.take it.- really? tell me, what do you want? tomorrow, we're going to court.- let's go. hey rajanala! want to tell her anything? what am i to tell to make thatmad woman understand you? i came here seeing smoke, i feared you may have lit fire to the house.

i think you have!- smoke? is the palace burning down? have you left me?- what happened? i must be crying not you. which ever university i may study,i can never understand your english! tell me what happened in telugu! did you touch it? no, madam. you touched it.- laptop?

i cleansed it with holy waterbecause he touched it. keep it inside. you were taught a good lesson! are you showing your poweron innocents? hey keechaka! i'll take your lifefor desiring sairandhri. i'll tear your body into pieces. why don't you hit back? i know. enough...enough...not you!

what's the next dialogue? i told you to deliver the dialogueseyes closed, you'll not be scared. enough of your big dialogues. spandana artiste association i've been watching,you were passing comments! delivering dialogues orcracking timing jokes on me. didn't make fun of you? you're just a cook!just a cook! vijayawada! playing fun with king keechaka?

i'll put you to permanent sleepin this chamber. come...come...come i say! come i say! where are the pandavas? ran away!- ran away? yes, ran away! you... you made my life into a hell! mad vardhanamma is responsible for this.

let her sign the document,i'll take this village to task. fire...fire...- ill burn it down. get the papers ready. tell me, when should i bring grandma to court? tomorrow at 11 am.- who is rutherford? rutherford is british governor generalwho took away india's riches to london. i think they're spying on us. they're spraying something.i get the smell. you crooks! what's the meeting on bund?

girls too on road? can't avoid, this is village.- mother! they're all my friends,actors in my grandpa's plays. you must come to watchour play tomorrow. chiranjeevi is acting in 150th film. how would the film be?- great! he's...- the same man. i'm his class mate, right? how would he be after growing up, uncle?

she's older than i thought. bloody rogue!- okay, go. this is routine for me, don't take it serious. veerababu, come here. who this new boy is? she's just like me! don't know how many difficultiesmy brother would be facing in future? there should be a girl with him, right? that's the girl who came to your house.

who? that milk girl? no, syankari. this would cool down,. got another one? did you find a customerfor the shop opening? he's drinking too much,i think he'll become your customer. me? it seems it's me! speak now! you carry on, sir. i like suryam's attitude and approach,that's why i came here.

i like his foresight too because he'sstarting a new business in hometown. i too wish to start my ownbusiness in foreign. applause please! please tell about him.- please tell about me. i'll tell about him. his business must developwith your help. like you stand in queueat rations shop for groceries, i wish you all stand in queuebefore his shop, if at least one from eachfamily comes here,

his business will develop steadily! i'm telling about him, right?- this is original. please tell, sir. watching your excitement,he's offering a bumper offer. band is free for every customer. what's that?- music! seeing his enthusiasm, i...anr!- take it. i'm giving 2000 euros...oops, rupees as advance!

if a foreigner is paying rs.2000,won't you give anything as locals? if outsiders book in advance,why would we keep quiet? rs.300 advance on behalf of subbanna. thank you, sir. what's the business?- look there! surekaram's freezer box service is it good, sir? this opening should be sensational. why are they getting ready to beat?

come, this service for you only. why did you stop it?what did sukumar say? didn't he tell us to develop this business? didn't he tell us to come in crowdsto his shop like we go to ration shop? if one from each family giveshim business, he'll hit high! please stop.- you don't know anything, keep quiet. i feel like uncle would becomeyour first customer. another man has come forward. i told you to bring customers butyou've made me a customer myself.

did you get the first customer? we got it, they're waiting for you. is it? close it. must finish court work today,i must lay hands on the property. please grandma, we're gettinglate to the court. why aren't you ready yet? servants didn't come today. who would do this work?will you do it?- me? hail king sukumar!

it's our palace, grandma!not big deal, you sit there, grandma. i'll do it. if you do like this,can we go to court today? work is over, shall we go to the court? i must take bath. i must do it.- jokes...with me. i found out! why did you slap me? aren't you shameless to ask a girlto come by whistling?

is there so much meaning in whistle? vardhanamma, i touched your grandson. i'm coming from a house mourning death. oh pooja bedi vardhanamma! no pooja bedi, it's time for usto be in court. let's take bath after coming back. can't avoid, krishna. she's coming from a funeral. you did this!

stop!- stop children! got you! it's auspicious if i pour turmeric water! you're the moon shining in sky... you've come down to earth for me... you've turned me intoa river in spate... you've agitated my little heart... i've become breathlesswith your arrival... i'm feeling tingling sensationsomewhere in my lap...

sukumar, because of you... you're responsible for this magic... something happened to me todaywhich never happened earlier... if any other girl watches evencasually, can i keep quiet? i'll hide you andsay you're not here, go away... i'll not let have yourself to you... i'll fight with wind every dayfor touching you... you too can't love yourselfas much as i do... if you promise to come my way,

i'll fill thehighway of life with flowers.. if you look at me,i'll show myself as queen... i can't live for a momentwithout seeing you... i like myself for loving you to death... can you see this?one rupee coin! i'll play with this.watch it! i'll keep this coin on my forehead. keep this cone here. try it.

will you stop me from going to court? come, i'll take you to task. difficult, sir. hey, hold on the line please! the coin will not fall into cone. no chance. i think it'll fall. i came for you,why are you guys playing? you too can play, right?

anyone without big tummy can play. come, i'll keep it.- i'll keep it myself. she's very fast girl! isn't this game to see me, right? let him see! he's paying me rs.500, right? bend back, go front,coin must fall into cone. you win rs.500! just put that coin once into coneand take rs.500 also.

your grandson touched me! i didn't take bath too.- escaped! she got wetted! kookatla kotamma tiffin centreprop: kookatla kotamma mptc kamsa will come for krishna... are you done, boys? come! no sense?- bondas are there! suri's bill? 3 plates idlies, 2 dosas, rs.35. polli thikka rao's bill?

onion dosa, special dosa,6 plates idlies, bonda...rs.85! did you write down the account? didn't i tell you this is dirty village? that boy seems to be brilliant in maths,should he be in school or in hotel? if there was school here,he'd be in school, no school here,that's why he's in hotel. no school?- no! yuck! greetings, sir.

it's bro not bra. greetings pidugu brother. can't be normal with me, one tea please. chilaka, pidugu raju is here, greet him. has anyone from my side takenloan from him to greet him? chilaka's sister has taken loan from uswithout her husband's knowledge, right? shouldn't we take interest for it? is it pidugu raju? greetings sir.i didn't see you, sir.

you must see him, he's like a bullstanding in the middle of the road. whether you need or not,you must greet him. that's too much.- have your tea. why did you put two fingersinto my tea? i've scabies between thetwo fingers, brother. doctor told me to keep inhot place, so i put into it. should've kept it somewherewhere it is too hot! i had kept my finger there only,tea is hot so i kept in tea. he retorted very well, right sir?- i too felt the same.

do one thing, you have the tea. shall we play a game, anr? i'll pay rs.500 to the winner.- rs.500? what game? there's no man here to challenge you. there is, he's the challenger.- yes. why did you take it?- i'll be the winner, right? what's the game?- game's name is... it's a spatula.

hold this with mouth. beat like this! is it?- you too must beat him. it won't hurt much.- it depends on your stamina. anr, you may not be herewhen your turn comes. brother, please beat me lightly. do you feel giddy?your turn now! beat me now! frying pan! is this pan stick? hit hard!

got hurt, brother? did you hit me? i don't feel like i got hit? i felt like a fly rested on my head. but it was like rajamouli's fly!it's my turn now, right? your turn? man must pay for his sins andgood deeds here only... please tell them to shut the radio. shut down the radio,uncle is in sorrow.

wait...hit carefully. nobody can play like you! did i hit strongly, brother? no, you don't have that much experience. that's your greatness, pidugu raju. we can't play this gameunless we're equals. mother! i made a vow to break a coconutin mother's temple. finish the game and go, brother.

i'll not play.- play, brother. you've rs.500, right?- take back your money. must go to mother's temple.- please finish the game and go. mother...mother... why don't you listen tomy calls of distress, o mother? how will my sorrows ease...- whose mother are you singing about? my mother.- i said about goddess poleramma. you come. don't struggle so much.

please do something, kanakam.- no need to advice me. if anyone sees me,even virgins will deliver safely. push it! you push it! do something andget the child out and tell it to push. will it be king or queen? no problem if it's any card,but danger if it's a joker. but you did make her scream, brother-in-law. can you see the castor oil drop? i can see hell! who is he?- i don't know.

he appears like a dangerous man. whom do you want? vardhanamma's grandson. she's overseeing delivery inside.- that mad woman? mad woman? your mother is the midwife forany difficult delivery. mid...- tell him. are you one the having labour pain? my sister.

look there, that's not castor oil drop, it's your child's life, keep aside the depression of cuttingthe connection with your child, for your none month dream,with eagerness to show this world to it, giving the child the last breath thatwill last all through his life, hold your breath, give life to your child, dear. in the middle. i said middle, why are you scratching hand?

why this?- for relief from scratching. no hospitals here?- no doctors. you carry on. any child born here seesvardhanamma first not anyone else. and midwife kanthamma. by the way, you are...?- i told you about him, father. he's vardhanamma's grandson. are you krishnaveni's son? you got your mother's beauty! you too have it the same way in future.

no, my sister is little old type.i am... why did you trouble your motherso much, dear? what's this delivery in between? don't you remember we've togo to the court? why not? this is also important, right? give it to me.- what are you doing? come with me.no problem, come with me. where are you taking me? i told you, didn't i?

stop...why is he behaving like a fool? come, i'll not listen to youtill we reach court. sit, playing drama.- no! get down!do you've sense? don't you know she suffocatesin closed things? do you want to kill her? we've to go to court,we're getting late. she'll not go in car.- how?

6 kms...3 hours!don't play with my life. to hell with this! please give me company for some time. my legs are paining. o omnipresent! i'm down and tired...seeking refuge in you... shall we go in, sir? what's this, annamayya?- annamayya? will you come now? court is closed.- closed?

will you come on time at least tomorrow? you mean not possible now, sir. i'm free but court isn't.not even this boy. all of them attended the meeting. you're been fired.- fired? sir, i'm fired.- fired? good! you would've gone late to office. for safe side, shall i fix thispeanut selling push cart? it'll help you to earn.

shall we go, sunny?- yes, let's go home. walk! it's paining!- stop that cry! you're playing a new drama every day,don't you want to give the property to me? you're leaving out diamondin pursuit of stones! there won't be anyone leftto think about you. come. as if he's diamond merchant,talks about diamonds. pot of liqour! entire world has been swept by darkness.

you broke the pumpkin, right? your practice for today is over, go home. grandpa will take care of him.- he'll wash him clean. what about soap?- i'll buy it for him. oh no! i thought you weredoing drama rehearsal. if i deliver dialogues in this get,anyone would think like you only. that's why i practice harishchandraand devadas dramas evening. would you like to share dialogue?- i don't want. you don't want your dialogue, then.

no problem? do you know what to say? o pot of liqour! do you think you'd lose? as you think your grandma, lawyer, court, svr or pidugu raju are not the villains. there's a villain above all of them. your grandpa gave 100 acres of landto people, it's under his control now. doesn't anyone have thecourage to ask him?

would you like to deliver dialogue?will you take on him? my brother is missing since yesterdayafter an altercation with you, sir. he's young and hot blooded, he doesn't know to keep calm whiletaking on big shot like you, sir. my family fears you'd have donesomething with him. sir, please show mercy. fight for land is very simple issue. would i kill and hang himupside down for that? he too on me, he would've gotscared and ran away to city.

go!- bye, sir. what's this?- greeting! if i believe anyone in this village... that's why i'm here to meet you. good, but i heard you're hereto take your property. don't worry, i'll get you betterrate than others.- cheating! i've already arranged it, uncle. gokulam, land surrounding it. 50 acres outside the village.

everything belongs to your grandpa,encash it. 5 acres occupied by pidugu raju?- that too? 100 acres you're using for personalneed instead of public, that too. just now you told you believe only me here. will you take what i've occupied too? what's your character? while walking on roadif you see rs.5 on ground, without bending down,we'll call and tell, is it yours? as if we're not interestedin other's money.

two steps further is we see rs.100,we'll put leg on it and watch around, it see a bundle of rs.1000 notes? won't we bend down to pick it up? if man's character changes withthe value of money you see. 100 acres of land! ow could you think i'll leave it? if we sell one acre a year,we can live happily for 100 years. arrange to give it to me. this is warning.- his warning.

i told people that you'reachutharamaiah's grandson. i can say you're not to the same people. i'll see that you don't get evenan inch of land. infact i'll see that you're not alive at all. i'm from city and look like a lover boy! i tried because character is new. original inside remains intact! if you bring it out, you'll be finished. are you mad?

this dialogue is alreadyin film 'brindavanam'.- is it? i thought it came in a flow. he beat you, suku. they think it's comedy scene.- right? right! ceo means?- you've projects. then?- you've targets. then?- you've to reach it.- right? there are 12 targets soaked in castor oil.

5 minutes.- don't let it come to me. all targets are attacking united! i thought brain is enough to win him,we need brawn power too. get pedababu. don't look at watch, vardhanammawon't come out if it rains.- fear! call your lawyer and inform him. today also she won't come. coming. in the matter of god,she's not afraid of death also.

grandma, coming! wait for me. don't worry, be brave. what's the matter, pydi? why? it seems court work would be over today. it's raining.- no use of this. if we use old stamp papers to createforged documents of property in your favour. your job will be over.what do you say? forgery?

i need people to do forgery.who will do it? forgery? let's do it. are there people to do it? get the papers, i'll get the pen. 2% of rs.56 crores is...brother-in-law if he takes his share... i liked you for bashing pidugu raju.why are you here? forgery? no way! if you want money? i said no way!

he said no.- that's all! i'll make him do it, come. you? really?- come with me. serving father?- bloody bore! don't have courage to strangle his neck.that's why i'm massaging his legs. are you still here? i'm here to talk about that,lend me your ear. how do you know this? my father before he died,

if you wantany work to be done my revenue officer, don't pay, tell him this secret,will you do or not? if anyone knows,i'll lose my honour. will you do it or not? what's this cornering me?- will you do it or not? didn't tell anyone else?- no.- okay, i'll do. i fell for desire once andnow caught in this muddle. what's it? bite ears?- do it. bite! you want to know what he told me?would i tell you?

blackmail? isn't it not my loin thread? come on, forge your grandpa's signature. father, you put witness signature. why are you hesitating?put your thumb impression. is sir there, percussion?- calling me percussion? call sir.- sir?- who sir? why are you doing too much?- i'll play with you. stay out of this.

why did you come late? please come.let's check the papers. the documents you wanted to see. it's signed!verify it. giraffe..- xerox copies? no need. i need to calculate, get me a calculator. i'll ask him once, father. that is calculator... why don't you think once again, suku?

i know, stay away. need to upload snaps for the project, sir. let's take snaps. keep it. where's the money and documents? my commission, sir.- you'd have taken it. how would i know, sir?- you would've taken it. here's your calculator. grandma!

what's the old woman doinginside with money? if i see you here again, i'll dip you in slush not in turmeric water. everything is cleansed!- what's this? many people touched money,so i'm cleansing it. you...- leave her. she's mad.- yes, she's mad,. she doesn't know yetwhat money is! you keep quiet.

don't interfere in my personal matter.you shut up. all she knew was kitchenand prayer room. even after everyone left her,she has only that. could she do so much without him? why do you say like that, sir?how could i without you... you keep quiet.- stop your drama. drama?- yes.- wait! if one gets head ache at night! think if one gets!what should they do?

apply oil on betel leaf andkeep it on forehead. to keep hair from graying?- you’ve herbs for it. if one catches cold? add little pepper powder in milk... okay, rs.50 for one coolie per day,how much you've to pay for 2 coolies? how much? 50...give all the hundred notes to them, they'll take what they've to andreturn the balance to us. villagers here are very good people.

that's she! as villagers sayshe's indeed mad. she's not worried about money and property, though you don't have any affection for her,she loves you so much. she's ready to give the property to youfearing you may leave her. will ge go? no, he'll not go. he'll stay here only. okay, i don't love anyone.but you love me, right? she loves me, right? why is she hesitating to givethe property to me?

should i alone show my loveand affection? won't you show it on me? no, please don't cry, krishna. please don't hurt him.please don't cry. my home is in this conditionfor your mother's tears. let's take krishna with us andstay wherever you want me to. come whatsoever it may,tomorrow we're going to court. come, let's go. you've really gone mad.you won't listen to me.

calm down, sukumar.she said she'll do it, right? if i knew my tears could do it easily,i would've cried long back. unnecessarily i delayed it. you mean little earlier...- i can also act! you're a good drama player! who is she to enter my property? yes, my lord!i'll inquire. who is it? who are you? i'm here for my fatherdevalaraju raghava raju.

devalaraju raghava raju's daughter?- who is she? that's what i'm also confused. this is my maternal uncle. who this little girl is? how are you related to my uncle? devalaraju raghava raju's daughter!i mean vardhanamma's son's daughter. according to law son's daughteris the legal heir. then, real heir to this property has come! one more tension for him...but relaxation for us...

come here.give me that photo. what did you tell her then? your father died 6 months ago. i've closed the door...why is she crying? i told her father died.- why are you crying? acting cry to give her company.you're a great artiste. you've grown but no brain. i'm crying for losing the property to her. does it look like acting?am i an artiste?

you claimed earlier. since they belonged to different castes, my mother told me when i was little girl,they kept their marriage a secret. he used to come weekly onceand stay for a day or two. he didn't come for few months,even on my mother's death. finding the address from his bankaccount i'm here to know about him. but now... did you keep her thereor sent her away? sent away my mother from heredenying me her love.

do you know who denied youyour father's love? that old woman who is mixingvessels of turmeric water. i'll not let you meet that old woman. go away from here. why are you making your grandma a villain? that old woman who is eagerlywaiting to be loved, that young lady who is here for love,if i allow them to meet, my property would... if she's there, how did you introduceher to vardhanamma?

sukumar is going to get trapped. she's our deva.- do you know her? isn't she our devayani?she's devayani! that's suramma aunt's daughter. she's new face.first time i'm seeing her. why did she come here? baby is carrying, sir.- carrying means pregnant. that's okay, why is she crying? grandma, she's my friend.but love failure case.

she's in sorrows. she'll stay here for few daysand go away. i'll send her away. i don't want this dirty thing.i don't want. did you keep devaki in your house? what then? she must be undermy control till my job is done, right? do you know? how about taking dna testto verify devaki's claim?

what if dna tests prove she's yourmaternal uncle's daughter? what would happen then, veerappan? what sort of lawyer are you? if she has proof,you must give idea to steal it. why don't you? you don't know yet whethershe's here for property or not. find from her why she's here,give that and send her away. till this girl leaves the village, postpone taking grandma to court for sign.

so many proofs? what's happening there? i'm little shy type, beau!- do you call this shyness? it's dangerous. mother-in-law without daughter-in-lawis very good woman! why did you come to my room? neck...you tell me, why are you here? for my father, for little happinesswhich i missed in childhood. i want to be recognised amongmy father's relatives.

i want the love and affection which wentmissing from my childhood days. that's why i'm here. beau...beau...- allow me to tell, devaki. when you tell about yourself,i feel like you're telling about me. fun, love and affection which theydenied me, i'll give everything to you. i came to your room last nightto tell you this. trust me. shut it.trust only me, devaki. trust only me.

this is the right medicine for you. my body is aching.body pain. what happened, pidugu raju? last night i went is 4 wheeled carto bash up 6 men. come on, any car has 4 wheels. i mean 4 rings, audi car. why do you go in other's carwhen you've one? i meant 4 rings.audi like soda. hey foreign boy! it seems youbrought a girl to gokulam.

is she western girl or street girl? he'll blabber like that only. i'm unable to sleep alone. if you need help tell me,let's share expenses. i want to beat you, but fear blue crosswould file case for beating a dog. come. he's going overboard.- let's get him down. would he be asleep? after 6 pm, pidugu raju can't see.

i'm hungry, sir. why are they repeating the same dialogue? they've taken drugs, they'll keep on sayingsame thing or do the same thing. why are you repeating the same dialogue? it's time for drama to start,material is with me.- is it? if i jump, would i keep on jumping? i'm hungry. it's time for dramato start, material is with me.

after 6 pm, pidugu raju can't see.- shall i jump? shall we put make up to himtill they come back? i've the material.- keep it here. something is missing.- eggs. very good. shall i jump? stop this drama. you can't anyway, right? how can foreigners sing poems?- you're right. what i can't and he too can't,

tell the dialogue from mayasabha scene. is he a big artiste? wow! what a wonderful creation! it's more beautiful than natureand charming me. what beautiful statues! wonderful! who could be the wonderful creator? what's this?echo! who is here?

i'm hallucinating. this is fascinating creation of great mayu. garden inside the hall? how beautiful it is! beautiful, fragrant and exotic flowers! lilting and mind blowing music! art to enchant anyone! this mesmerising creation isoverwhelming me! i too watch films!

we too get dvd's of ntr's films. you're wrong, this is mysamma dialogue. not mysamma but mayasabha. then, it is super!applause! what happened, devaki? grandma, i'll do it. i said i'll do it.- i'll pound you. that's all! that was yesterday, just now...

oh no! get out! go away! i don't want you here.i said get out. she doesn't know i'm her granddaughter,that's why she behaved like that. she's my grandma, right? no...no... kissed her! looks like satiation is going out of control. did she kiss? i don't know what would happen to me?

look after me too, boys! tell me the entire incident. they did black magic.- black magic? they did black magic on me. that's what we're also saying. tell from the beginning.tell me, brother. i got up early morning and came out... i saw a big motif with bones and skulls.- skulls? skulls...along with bones,there were skulls too.

vermillion.- chilly powder, right? no, it's vermillion.- carry on. lemons...- eggs? how do you know that? in black magic they use eggs also. yes. they did black magic on me. useless buggers! repeating thesame dialogue again and again. should i sleep in temple tonight?why, grandma? if you sleep there,

you'd get marriedimmediately astrologer told me. you want to marry at this age, grandma?- hey you, shut up. i wish to get you married to a good girlbefore you go back to us. grandma, i'm thinking aboutmy career only. you won't understand even if i explain. i haven't thought about marriage yet. if you want fix his marriage. oh no! i'll marry a foreign girl only! foreign girl?do you need it? stop!

look at him! every kite flying in sky thinksit can go beyond the sky, but it doesn't know the stringis held by someone on earth. there's a string with youto tie him down here. what's it?- love! why are you painting the house, uncle? doors of this house is shutfor 6 months since my son died. that's why i'm painting it to cleanse it. i thought someone's marriage.- house warming ceremony.

enough of ogling at him, take these cards, go with himand invite village people. me? i'll not go. i don't like invitations and formalities. didn't i tell you those idiotswon't listen to you? your grandpa took awaymy dot along with him, i mustn't invite people. aren't you my dear son?please! english!- yes...yes...

i'll also join you. you're not a member of this family, you don't belong to this village also. relatives would say so.no need. shall we?- come. sit.- where?- here! i'll not.- no problem, sit. it's very sunny,cover with my half sari end. you're too tender- what about you?

i'm rough and tough. you're such a good girl, i mean youtake so much care about me. why did you fight with me?- that... i didn't know about that. accidents are common in india.friends? how are the fields in my village? who is he?- vardhanamma's grandson. it seems he's vardhanamma's grandson! that mad lady's mad grandson!

who is mad? why did you kick him?- how dare he calls you mad! stop...stop...stop... do you know him?- i know. i've brought something for him. look baby! go away, boy!your father is my son! invitation! is this house okay?free meals in my house.

all of you come and have a go at food. why no one is responding? nobody will come if you invite like that. would anyone come thereto eat that blood food? they won't come if you invite them like that. greetings, sister.- who are you? very close to you.your mother's friend. i know to invite like this only. sukumar, this world is like mirror.

you laugh and it too laughs. you cry, it'll cry with you. if you pick a stone in anger,it'll also pick a stone. but if there's love in your voice,they'll also respond with love. do you despise love so much? is it because every family here... lost a memberbecause of your mother's love? your grandpa was village headman. it wasn't given by any law,

it wasbestowed by people for his generosity. if anyone thinks he can live for 100 years,go and work anywhere. one who thinks he'll die tomorrow,spend your time praying god. mahatma gandhi said villagesare the backbone of india. but you want to go away to cityin search of livelihood. it's not villages that mustchange but we, the people. let's change first andthen change the face of villages. as evidence of change i'm donating100 acres of my land to this village. his family consisted of vardhanamma,

whose world was husband and devotion on god. your maternal uncle,your mother krishnaveni. sir, my son. though i'm poor by birth,he pursued education with your help. goddess of knowledge doesn’tknow the value of money. one who trusts knowledge,money will not leave him. your difficulties are over now. kannaiah! look, how educated our rangasamy's sonhas returned!

your father belonged to different caste,your mother loved him. love is something which snapsold relationships for new ones. please bless me, father. what's this, dear?today is not your birthday too. just like that, i felt like takingyour blessings. i'm going, father.- say i'll come back, dear. mother, bless me.- i'm amidst prayers. sprinkle turmeric water, mother.- why? nothing.

you look very beautiful today. i'll beat you. shall i drop you, dear?- no problem, brother. your mother thought her parentswouldn't understand her love. i had to help as her friend. few elders in the village took advantageof your mother's love and elopement. who dared to touch the girlfrom our caste? i really don't know anything, sir. people of my caste are looking downupon me for cheating your family.

only love and friendship has the power... to destroy caste and religious differences. i know my daughter loves your son. i thought she would tell me. the first inter-caste marriage in this village must be my daughter's marriage with your son. come, let's find them. they turned this village into a cauldron by making caste bigger issue than love.

what's this? as you said, i killed and burnt them. i killed the people of low castewho dared to touch our caste girl. tell me, what else you want me to do? did i tell you? i shouldn't tell that openly, right? entire village is killingeach other, achutharamaiah! no, achutha! i was trying to help you,ruined the honour of our caste.

are you friendly with the father of a boywho eloped with your daughter? rangasamy, village is burning down. this is not the change i wanted. more than daughter's elopement,village situation hurt his health. it made many truths to go hiding. there was only one weapon that couldbring him back to normal it was you! uncle?- yes. grandpa! look who is here!

look, your aunt!- aunt! why are you feeling shy?- don't get wet your head. this is for grandpa, this is for uncle. this is for you, mother told i've grandpa, grandmaand uncle too. where are they? sir! your grandson. is it him, grandpa?

go, greet him. kannaiah grandpa, my mother told meto give you, please accept it. he'll stay here these 10 days. let's celebrate all the festivalstill he's here. okay, sir.- grandma! happy end! your arrival brought light and happinessinto the lives of those old souls. take it.- what's this?

suku, give bubble gum to me also. uncle, she says bublingamfor bubble gum. teach me also, please. offer special prayers onmy grandson's name. his name, sir? rajula sukumar, father's name is srinivas,mother is krishnaveni. is he krishnaveni's son? this is not right, narreddy. it's not right to call a gentleman to councilwho had adopted this village.

he did wrong and still doing, so i've called this meeting to tell... he's no more head man of this village. what did he do to bring him herelike an accused? what did he?come here, boy. whose guest are you here? don't get afraid, son. who is your grandpa? no!shall i tell you the truth?

your grandpa is achutharamaiah! that's him! his daughter krishnaveni,i mean this boy's mother. this boy is krishnaveniand srinivas's son... who were responsiblefor the communal clashes. fearing people would spit on themif they come to know the truth. he has invited him to his house by lying as 'poem' gopalam's grandson. i didn't want people to face flakbecause of this boy,

and to avoid the boy facingany trouble from village people, i did like this, narreddy. are you a gentleman? you lied to the little boy also. you tell me, can we hand over thisvillage's future to such a man? should we give him the power? then, apply vermillion water on my hand, it means hand over the village to me.

you can never tear any pagefrom the book of life. you can burn a page.today is page of insults in your life. i wrote foreword to this page10 years ago. i'm giving the end to it now.do it. bring it. no...no...no... once a bird told honeybee, what you save for days,men take it away in minutes, don't you feel bad about it?

it seem the honeybee said with a smile, they're stealing what i've saved as honey... but not my will power to save again. he too is like that. he's stealing the power bestowedon me by the people, but certainly not my good ideasto better their lives, right? come, son! you hurt him more than your motherand he could never recover from it. you thought you were insulted,but their lives went into the oblivion.

this is also a gift i got foryour mother's marriage. for good or bad many had lost theirlives for your mother and father. would you lose anything if you invitethem with love and care? i didn't know all this. he wasn't born when your familylost a member. he's not responsible for that also. what could've been settledbetween two families, we and those village elderstried to settle it on streets. is it good to show 20 year oldanger on him?

if you wish good of him as achutharamaiah,whom you consider as great man, please accept his invitation. invite them! please come to my house! come! these are your grandpa's clothes. wear it and walk out like a gentleman!- these? i'll sprinkle turmeric water on food items. don't you've any formals?

long back! over? long back means now, aunt!- is it? sir, phone call for you.- for me? some nagarjuna.- why is he calling me? how would i know?talk to him yourself. please hold this.- why should i? hold it.- hold it. what's this nonsense?

no signal here, come out. i feel something fishy here. it's house warming ceremony,let's go that side. mother, it has loosened. hold this.always troubles me...come... auspicious time is elapsing,look after that side. come fast, mother.- come, let's go. bujjamma, go! uncle!

uncle, go another phone call. who?- some chiranjeevi. don't nagarjuna and chiranjeevi haveany work, calling me at odd hours. no signal here also, please come out. you've well grown hair. ribbon came off again, mother. come, i'll tie it again. bujjamma, i'll take this,keep this plate near that plate.- okay. i think i've seen this.oh my lappamtappam!

why do you want laptop whileoffering prayers? recently it fell into turmeric water. please bless the couple. fast beat, please! look at them! i said different, this is not prayerbut marriage. why are you laughing?my bad time. festival is over, now musical program. brother, one minute.

why?- what are you doing? for sound proof, they'll put cottonstubs in ears, right? why did you gag her mouth? elderly woman, she can't bear it,you carry on. you're singing wellbut boys want mass song! stop this classical, give me that... peep...peep...peep... don't peep, o moon... my beauty is all yours, o moon...

if your beauty is all mine, o moon...why do you hide it from me, o moon? take me to the temple festival, o moon... but rubber bangles for me, o moon... around your beautiful waist, o moon...i'll make a golden waist belt for you, o moon... tie anklets on your feet, o moon...rock with your dance, o moon... get me new kanchi silk sari... promise if i don't come tomeet you in garden... i'll meet you at twilight... get me colourful ribbons fromvillage market...

buy a nose pin to suit my nose... i'll get ready and kiss you... what else you want,. o moon?i'll get you at any cost, o moon... get flowers for my tresses, o moon... hey flowery sari,i'll get stars for you, o moon... make a beauty spot on my cheek...apply lip stick on my honey sweet lips... i'll show you bliss in my arms... you pinch me like a tough guy,o handsome... once you're done,you'll never be seen again...

you leave me without tracewithout even informing me... tie the knot with me, o moon...make me your life partner, o moon... why tie knot with you, o moon?i'll give you my heart, o moon... girls have become shameless off late. isn't it, syankari? what's this nonsense, syankari? who are you?what is your caste? who are you?how dare you want him? this house and this village ispeaceful after many years.

with this marriage, how many more would dieand many women may become widows! i'm your son raghava's daughter. my mother is deepa christian. i wanted to tell you...- sorry my grandma slapped you. come, let's go out and discuss.come.- stop! nobody here knowswho am i other than myself. at least allow me to tell grandma.- no, devaki. is she telling truth?

don't you've any evidenceto prove that you're his daughter? show me.show your mother. that they were married,to prove you're their daughter, photocopies, birth certificates,photographs of your parents, and then...ration card, anything is okay. come, let's show them. all the documents are missing. is devaki your original name? are you here with a plan to cheat meand my grandma for property?

i told you everything, right? you didn't tell me anything.she didn't tell me anything. you were here all these days,why didn't you tell me? you wait. prove who your father is, go!go! grandma!- aunty! why did you do like this?- i trusted sukumar. you made a mistake. is it my mistake to come herefor my father's love?

it wasn't your mistake to come here, you trusted a wrong man. every photo, idol of lord anjaneyawent missing in village. all are here only.- this is nothing, look there! slippers and broom stick are also here only. for everyone time is 2.30 am,for you it's 5.30 am in 5 minutes. your tooth paste is fevicol. for him! remember next item.- it must rain inside his home.

everything is okay. with the power of amulet,ghosts are on run! you'd have seen slippers wearing out,did you see it shrink? what's it then? it is that only... what's this here? it's a skull! i can hear the audio but no video! it is that thing only.black magic! what's this? it's morning but still dark!

it's 2.30 am!- 2.30 am! who are you?- i'm kathina. which kathina?- pala kathina. oh god! is it you? burnt down your house for notpaying principle or interest. is your moustache crossed?- crossed moustache? how my moustache was?it turned down in fear. if i refuse? what you saw till now was just trailer!

what will you show now?- i'll show you cinema! why have you all come together?what's the matter? after your grandpa, your uncle usedto offer clothes to god. we feel you must take that responsibility. festival is being celebratedafter many years, if you come, it'll be very nice. let's follow the tradition. since all elders have comeaccepting my invitation, i'll come, you must inquire a complaintand pass judgement.

just for fun.- i'll do it. if grandpa did it, i'll also do it. what will you do?- what's that he said? sir, now...- i know what to do? i said it's hot why not comeunder umbrella? why don't you come yourself? greetings sir.- tell me. my father left an acre of landafter his death. i'll take care of the farm,i told my brother to find himself a job.

what's your problem? no sir, i don't know anything elseother than agriculture. i too have two kids.think over it, sir.- wonder! the power which grandpa himself didn't have,his grandson is enjoying. that too grandson from daughter, customary inquiry and mock judgement. leadership is what one takes,not depends on whether son or daughter. shut up! the judgement he passes today istradition for many years.

the village is mine and power is mine. how dare you give the powerto a young boy! what will he pluck?- what will you do? except occupying the landdonated by my grandpa. no current in village, dry bore wells, ceiling less schools, children on roads, do you call it roads?just mud and stones don't make a road. do you've one cell tower in this place? he said those towers arehealth hazards to people.

but network people say narreddy askedcommission to allow towers here. very smart boy! he knows everything. will that tower means prosperity? in foreign villages are takingcare of cities, but here villages are begging with cities. for current and water. that's the matter, he wants to makevillage into foreign in a day. he's just a boy.- come, let's play cards.

nobody knows which stick from thematch box will burn down the forest. any stick may do it. likewise someday this village will change. but such a day will not come till menlike you're here, that's for sure. what's that change?what change will you bring? how can you know the painand difficulty of change? adopt this village,turn this village into us. adopt it.- give, i'll take it. you're just a guest here,why take all this trouble?

why don't you sit in ac roomsof city and play cards? he's asking you, right? give him. since he's asking,it's our duty to give him. he wants it, right? give him. if he gives to anyone who asks,village will go to dogs. give...give...- no...no... give him...give him... change the village and prove your worth! you achieve it, i'll return the 100 acres.

if you fail, forget your property inthis village and go back to us. take a year...do it... do you need this? you wanted to become hero, right?you're finished. you gave him the responsibility,we're free to play. adoption means this?- what else did you think then? is it any herbal medicine? i thought he would give cheque bookor funds to develop village. how can i develop the villagewith this?

you asked him powerfullylike a film hero. adopting means you've to developthe village with your money. with my money? till someone else accepts village from you,you can't leave this village. you're the big shot of this village now. i'll go away after my propertymatter is settled. did you see a one legged manin bus stand? yes, near the bus stop. he adopted this village like you but triedto escape, people caught him and...

did they remove his leg?-they cut it! no problem, i'll develop villagein one year, no in 10 days. if not for the village, i must do hard workto get the 100 acres from narreddy. do it. sir, judgement! for the present he needs appeasement. what's this new tradition? umbrella!- pass your judgement now.

why are they getting ready? they won't bash me if plan fails, right?- they'll bury you. you want to put up polesand make pergola! make a second floor by making mud beds. oh! 3 acres of crops in one acre of land. who gave you this idea? we make apartments like this to live. when chinese can raise cropsin old ships, why not we? ground floor nursery belongsto younger brother.

first floor vegetables belong to elder brother. second floor...- profits! where can you get a manto make pergolas? thadikala anji? get anji! where did anji vanish? modern agriculture.-3 acre crops in one acre of land. it's better if that foreign boysshows us also a way. 3 acre crops?

i've 4 acres. -4 multiplied by 3... i finished morning itself. then, i too drop out. who are these people? they're here to tell about theirproblems to your grandson. is it? then, let's mix a bag of turmeric waterand give a bath to everyone. every donkey has a day,i didn't believe it.

now i believe it. who that donkey is? i'll tell, come.- why so many people? sir, no water in pump. open the tap.- it's bore. then, turn it with music. no education, no intelligence, doesn't know any work other thanrunning little errands for few paise. please get him a job, sir.

dogs are chasing while goingon jog early morning. be happy at least they're chasing you. children are refusing to go to school. her cow put dung in my court yardwho owns it? me or she? that is... what will he tell?- come i... what's al these problems? why they have so much expectation on me? how can they think i can solve these problems?

is it joke to adopt a village? who is it?- i'm nagaralu. why are you sleeping here? ghosts have taken over my home.that's why i'm sleeping here. you've gone mad. i'll pay you rs.500, please sleep with me. why did you ask like that? is it not good?- horrible! i'll pay rs.500, shall i sleep with you?

it'll look nasty, no one here likes us. you've money, right?sleep with money. lousy man! which serial is that? if it is 'bhaktha anjaneya',please increase the volume. that's my sister anjali's. tell your sister to increase the volume.- you want me to come?- no. i'll sleep. what's this? i was sleeping there,how did i come here?

pidugu raju! vacate my home! not just your home,i'll leave this village forever. wherever i go, it follows me.... will you sleep till 8 am? get up! i'm dying with this man. get up! why early morning?let's practice evening. not dialogue, get up. what?

who scolds a man in this world?- man who lends money. among women! are you peeping through bathroom keyholes? you're not like that.- next? next...who? wife!- that's it! i had a dream of marrying syankari. it means in your heart...- i mean in sub-conscious mind. whatever it may be,you love syankari, right? i don't know how to tell her, grandpa.

shall i call for dating? she may mistake it for matingand refuse to come. look here! though very old idea,it's good one, may i? take it out.- you too take it out. what?- harmonium. how do i look? village love story,you must be like this only. that's her room, right?

start the music. shall we start? would she come if you sing like that?- she'll die. habitual mistake. golden tune of olden age.if she can't understand... she'll offer 50 paise as alms. a piece of moon lives in thewindow before my home... do you think she knows hindi? i don't know about her,but he knows those 2 lines only. syankari will not get up till 10 am.

looks like he's singing whicheveryone can hear except that girl. sing a new song, boys!- new tune! new... how nice it would be if we fly away! who?- here! i can't fly, can we walk together? walk with you? you'd becomehis customer in 2 days. is it for me? that girl.- come.

what's this cultural program? boys, they were enthusiastic. i want to talk to you. i want to talk to you.- come. come to the pond today evening.- evening? yes, at 7 pm. did you hear?at last i could sing song in tune. i trust people little slowly. i don't trust people.true!

i'm little emotional.- i'm too professional. if i trust anyone,i'll not leave them for life. since i don't trust anyone,there's no chance of forgetting. i'll get angry if anyone else wishesfor the same thing i like. i'll snatch the thing i likebefore anyone wishes for it. when i saw you for the first time...- on seeing me... isn't the water nice?- don't change the topic. tell me the matter. tell me, what's it?

tell me. i...- be careful! i love you!- me too! but in english! that's her family's group photo. if anyone takes a good decision,all others follow him. then, make a list of her relativeswho don't like me. you got my plan, right?- didn't get it. my english?- you!

i understood one thing,nobody likes you. particularly that man! her uncle.- i'll start with him. today we've to visit hospital.- okay, finish your bath quickly. hello, uncle!you're very stylish. i want to make a girl fall for me,please tell me that technique. to trap!- watch out. you need the girl or be in good mood. okay, i'll try for you.

close your eyes and think your girl... what are you doing here?- that's my question. it's an insult to call you brother, go away. where's grandma, aunt? what's this?- a diving herbal medicine. please give me little.- this is for humans not for you. what happened to everyone here? all are looking at me like a criminal,why are you watching the tree? why are you crying?

your mother planted this tree. after your mother left with your father. we see your mother in this tree. my daughter is no more,ever since i knew she's dead. what's there for me to live? surprized to know how i came toknow about your mother's death? my daughter made just one mistake inher life of going away with your father. but she's fire in all other aspects.fire! had she raised you,you wouldn't have grown like this.

you'd have grown like a man. if you also talk to me like this,i'll leave this place in 2 days. go away...go... i've seen many who claim as deadtheir living parents. but you've kept alive your mother thoughdead for years for the property... do you know what is more dangerousthan a woman's tears? her silence! experience it. you said you're going outbut going with just a letter.

this? my village is near your village.please give this cover to my mother. celebrate! that's the matter. i need his help to secure loan there,so...come. i'll stay here, you finish your workand come. you say that house? go further up and get down the bund. deposit the money in bank, srinivas raju.

okay, mother. don't forget in your work.- okay. i said i'll deposit.i'll deposit. you are....?- srinivas raju! but what about her son in europe?- did that rogue sent you? wait, i'll tell you. aunty, look here!your son has come. my son srinivas raju.have you come, my son? why didn't you come al thesedays to see me?

he left her alone and went abroad. she thinks every man as her sonand asks, have you come, my son? he's fine there with wife and kids. she's left to cry here. who is there for me?- did he send a letter? i'll get you buttermilk.- what did he write? mother! how much he loves her! don't feel sad for getting another letter. celebrate because your son is in europe.

i, your daughter-in-law, children are fine here. are you getting good crops? are they paying lease amount correctly? if they don't pay, take them to court. if you get money, deposit it in bank. your grandson wants to know when areyou making golden girdles for his hands. i forgot to tell, give my addressto ac in village council. he'll inform if there's anyimportant news. this is his life.

you know what that important news is? her death, and when it happens! why do you come back to motherlandfor the deaths of your parents? son, have it. i think birds are attacking fields.it'll eat the pods. i'll chase them away. anyway you don’t see them alive,at least you come for their deaths. she worked hard to get him educated. she's just a security guard to the fieldshe bought here from earning there.

he won't come,she's waiting eagerly for his arrival. unable to tolerate,i come often to inquire about her. she tells me to deposit son'smoney in bank.that's what he wants, right? tell him i've deposited it. parents' eyes are to look after children. not to wait for you! you too are a migrating bird!no use in telling you. go, leave your loved onesto rule foreign lands. looks like she too has becomemad like your grandma.

no, we're making them go mad. when my parents were not in home,i too behaved like mad playing video games. mandodhari aunt who was ditchedby her husband, navagrahalu, who lost his mother, my father, who lost my mother, my grandma, who was left alonewithout care and affection. they're becoming mad. don't change your ideas, we must takeyour property and go abroad. no, we must take grandma with us.

that's much better idea. did you hear that, ranga rao?- mother! it seems my grandson will take meabroad with him. grandma is america!new drama, tell your grandpa. keep quiet, father. grandma, are you coming with me or not? i can't leave you mad... i can't leave you behind likean orphan, grandma. happy.- you're coming with me, right?

okay, let me see. you promised to do goodto this village, right? you finish that task. i don't care if you're serious or comedy. why should i help you? if i help you, narreddy will take me to task. chilaka while going away...- why biting ears like my brother? it seem kookatla kotamma andsons are also your branch. you stop!

what do you want?- worked! come. go.- come. isn't it okay to have good cropfor village's development? for good crops, give them water.- let's get water. to get so much water, we'll sink. let's sink bore wells. how can you run bore wells without current? then, let's get current. how can you? they're struggling up there,how can we get in bottom?

how can people survive here then? they'll live on wind.that's not... why did he go away like getting a joker? what did the british say? they said give roads and current,any village can develop. you can't understand. can i use facebook for this too? what are you doing, sukumar? i'm using social network for local network.

you're using your ceo brain also. he invited us on his birthday. please sit there. this celebration isn't to celebratemy birthday. to make everyone meet. if a man is going, they take itas earning money. no! wishing! one, wish to be with people he likes, raghava who was with me last year,where is he now?

he's no more, i wanted if we all meet... dialogue is fantastic,from which drama, uncle? okay, to make you understand,shall i tell you in his language? sukumar, for the property you'veif you add rs.3 crores and then deduct it, what will you get?- not much of difference. add your mother, father andgrandma with you. remove them from you. it's life for you if they're with you. if we remove them from you, it's void!

that's here! got it? why are they fighting like that? they're struggling. what's the difference? if you fight for your property, that's fight. if a group works hard forpublic cause, that's struggle. one who takes the coconut to other end... and breaks beforegoddess nalla pochamma,

narreddy has announced the winnerwill get the 100 acres. everyone knows that. earlier people used to thinkthey were useless men. but now they want to help the village. i'm not going back from the word ofgiving 100 acres to neo leaders. i'll give 200 acres with 100 additional acres. to the winner. how wrong it is for a strong manto do injustice, if another strong decides notto oppose it is also wrong.

whether you play alone and win or... he won! 100 acres are yours andnarreddy's 100 acres are also yours. take it.- no! i didn't fight, i struggled,for my people. from today those 100 acres belongto the village. that's a knock-out punch to narreddy! arrange a festival to goddess! rocking...village, hills, people, ponds...

come on, the man to fulfillyour wishes is here... krishna of our village hascome straight from repalle... he's the king who rulesfrom our hearts... people's word is order to me... i'll finish fight where it starts... if you all are with me,i'll remove bad and do good always... and take birth here again and again... sukumar is hero of our village... sukumar is most handsome manin our village...

he bows to humble and good,he takes on arrogance head on... he raises like tsunamito wash away bad... he'll wipe out the evil... he's one and only andhas become a man of masses... he never goes away from publicand he's the voice of people... he's a terror to the bad... if i ever take a step,it's always towards you... if you ask, i'll give my life also... if you all are with me,

i'll live a clean lifewith you as my siblings and relatives... he's a macho man anda warrior of warriors... he lives in our hearts andour homes, he's our king... when he orders, won't bad get destroyed? he's our dream andmakes our dreams come true... there's none like him... love must rule the roost andsmile must fill hearts... if i've your support,i'll live with you all my life... devaki madam, senior madam is calling you.

in the past the mistake we didregarding our daughter's son sukumar, i think my husband didn't want to doit regarding our son's daughter. last night while cleaning my husband'sroom, i found these papers. i think his grandpa knew abouthis son's daughter. so, he accepted devaki as granddaughterand made her heir to this property. i wanted to tell the truth to entire village,so i called you all. i accept devaki asmy granddaughter before you, and welcome her wholeheartedlyinto my family. take it, dear.

can i touch you, grandma? are you pointing the mistakei did ignorantly? come, dear. grandma, let's go. wait, i need to talk to you. you told me to prove my fatherwas devala raghava raju. you remember that?here's the proof. everyone knows how many dramasyou played for this. but it reached the real heir.now business.

go away! what's this, madam? my husband wrote the propertyon her name. achutharamaiah doesn't knowmuch about raghava. how could he know about his daughter devaki? please tell me, what happened? greetings, madam. your husband achutharamaiah lefta will leaving entire property to devaki. what? did he know devaki wasour granddaughter?

is she really our granddaughter? she's indeed your granddaughter, grandma. i came here to dump you somewhereand take the property. though she has no value here,devaki came with hope of living with you. i used to hate when you touched me, devaki used to feel elatedif you ever touched her, i made a mistake by telling herto prove who her father is! to correct that mistake,i created fake will of grandpa, never expected grandpa's forgedsignature would help me like this.

i would've told the truth myself. if you say devaki is your granddaughter, people would brush it aside sayingyou're mad and speaking mad. but if i say grandpa wrote it,people will believe it. that's what devaki wanted, right? if you give entire property to her,what about you then? aren't you there for me, grandma? i'll take you with me. my dear son!

sir, for your help...- no, sukumar. surprized to hear me callyour real name. till now you never appearedyour real self. but today... uncle, keep this in her bag. why?ask him, why are we beating them? he stopped everyone who said not togive my daughter in marriage to him. did you ask my daughter's handfor such a crook? he's not like that.

tell me, what happened?tell me. what happened? what did he do? what did he do?tell her. you know only to save lives. but your grandson knows to kill also. for your bad advice, she suspected herhusband and aborted her pregnancy. why don't you tell her? why don't you tell thoughtgetting beaten up? tell her. what happened?- tell the truth.

no, uncle.- what else can he tell? i'm ready to snap relationship with you, but i can't tolerate him as my son-in-law,a man who broke my family. did you commit the mistake?- he did, madam. they're the elders of this village. grandfather andgrandson, his true heir! what's there now?they'll decide between themselves. back then she misunderstood me... don't show your face to me.- he'll never reform.

grandma, please listen to me. he ruined my family. did you ask my daughter in marriageto such a man? i want to talk to you alone. you wanted to talk to me. i can't bear this silence,tell me what's that? you couldn't bear silencefor few seconds, how can you bear the truthi'm going to tell? look, there won't be two thingslike hot and cold.

what is not hot is cold? likewise life and death are not two things. not living is death. life without my people is death to me. so, let's separate as good friends. let's go. i made a mistake, grandma,i'll never do again. grandma!... uncle...uncle...

love keeps vigil of hearts... even eyes can't see so much love... love settles comfortablybetween two hearts... love makes you cry alonewith loneliness... some sadness or sorrow... it has a streak to break hearts... it short shrifts a long time wishinto vanish in moments... won't it let you drown in tears? did you see what's written here?

for what reason god takes awaya valuable person from your life, he'll bring back another important personof same value for the same reason. didn't get it? we're mortals who perish in time. the small distance we travel together,we consider it as life. i don't understand dust's englishand your telugu. this is not telugu to understand easily. it is life! i'll take leave.

your berth is confirmed. i know, sir. i said that for fun becauseall are in sad mood. but please don't go, sir. don't say like that, dummu. grandma who loved me is no more. the girl i loved gave me upfor her family. love has again proved it is the greatest. till now i thought i playeda drama in the name of love.

now i've realised that love hasplayed a drama with my life. i've realised man's value increases withwhat he gives rather than what he gets! to unite broken friendships, to forget the past wounds, forgetting the word i andstart thinking as we, i'm seeing so many turning uphere for me. that's why, i immersed my selfishness in river godavarialong with of grandma's mortal remains. unable to live among you like living dead.

i'm going away, grandpa. why are you crying, grandpa? please give me a smile.please say a poem for me. i can't. i'm asking you for the last time.just one! they say lord shiva has no mother! had he mother would she allowhim to grow long hair! had he mother would shelet him wear tiger skin! had he mother would she let himsmear ash on body!

had he mother would she let himlive in cremation ground! if lord shiva is so greatwithout mother! how great would he beif he had mother! if sukumar is great to so manywithout mother! how great would be beif he had mother! come on, go son! bye.- okay, sir. why don't you come with me?- i'll not come. i used to thinkwhat this village can give me?

but after meeting you, i'm thinkingof what can i give to this village? greetings, brother.- greetings. where ever i go, people aregreeting with respect. because of you. what else can anyone wishmore than this? i don't want to come with you andleave my father and grandpa as mad... in your language in depression. at least now cry, son! cry son!

aunt, you told me this world is like mirror. if they know i'm crying,they can't bear it. they'll not allow me to go. but you can cry before mother. what did you bring from my native place? except good name i couldn't bring anything. are you missing anything? what's there to miss?- that's all? yes, that's it.

father! i forgot this, father. i don't know what i missed in my life, when i think of what you missedfor my mother's love, i feel pity on you, father. love gifts sweet memoriesto dreams... love gives you life andstays with you forever... love shares a heart to two people... love bonds two hearts andbuilds fence around them....

won't it make you forget anysorrow if love is in your heart? won't i wish love to be my companionin any life hereafter? before your brother-in-law sells awayyour mother, please meet her. tsunami hit the world in 2004. but it hit our village last year. that tsunami's name is sukumar. before he came our villagehad two bad habits. one is caste feeling andsecond is our village guy! sukumar came and finishedthat caste feeling.

he pushed out that our village guy! he brought everyone from this villageliving in different countries into one network, with that schools, water, rails, roads,industries came up in my village. wi-fi is ap...you know what is wi-fi? our village is the lone wi-fi village.do you believe it? by the way where is sukumar? hat is...he went away!- went away? but how? but he did come back forpeople waiting for him/

how did he come means... you went berserk with supportof a foreign man. he came and went away. if i take away your produce and land,nobody is thee to stop me. some hero will cometo take on this injustice. close your eyes. did he come?- no. didn't i tell you?is this a film? close your eyes now,this time he'll come.- eyes?

did he come?- not yet. didn't i tell you there's no heroin our village? why don't you go? would they hear me deliver dialogues?- they'll beat you. shall we go?- back? - let's go. here comes the fighter cock! our hero has arrived! i know he'll come,he called me on phone. why did you ask me to go?

to know hero's true value,someone must sacrifice. no, sukumar.no fights, please. don't let him step into this village. didn't i tell you, father?this is our village! if you've guts, dare cross this line! you don't have to mark boundaries,i've marked it for you now. dare cross it!- go boys! you too go, boys! don't you dare cross it!

come on! beat him!.. beat him! your daughter has eloped withthe new school teacher. why are you taking my blessings? i felt like taking your blessing, father. you used love as ruse to ruinmany a families, right? now the same love has hit you back. let's fight later,first look after that matter.

brother! come, son.- come. please listen to me. i want to tell you something. he won't stop the marriage, right? i didn't love syankari. because i don't know what love is! infact i hated her and jealous of her. because she has more love with herwhat i lacked in my life!

that's why i tried to split youto make her mine. we're a generation of people who searchfacebook for friends leaving relatives. what do we know about love? if technology grow, i thoughtwe can live with heads held high. but we're still living with heads hung. we can become ceo's of any company, but can never become hr, i mean with good human relations! we expect what valuables wouldyou leave behind for us.

you think about what valuablesto leave behind. so, if you don't want to seeanother sukumar in future, please fix my marriagewith your daughter, sir. this is not selfishness, at least my children would growwith values. please forgive me. forgive me. we'll forgive you. we'll leave the decision toone whose life is involved.

it's syankari's issue.meet her. go!... your sari is very nice. isn't this your marriage? did you come so far to ask this? sister, he'll never change. you please leave us alone. i mean...- don't talk. don't you dare talk. you said love, dating andkissed me too.

if i say let's be friends,will you just walk away? no...- i told you not to talk. i had to go through hell to say, i don't want tomarry and fix my younger sister's marriage. did you see? you can never me gentle.you're stone hearted. don't go away, syankari. if you go not only the roomgoes vacant, me too! i expected you to say this.

look, you stood like a rock.go away. you told me not to talk.can i talk now? don't go, syankari. if you go not on this roomgoes vacant but me too. i've come from very far for you. will you marry me? want to know what happenedto sukumar's story? prince married princess. but never lived happily.

to do that we can't get coolies...- you've readymade reasons. look there, how dirty that is! will you leave it like that?are you all not here? sukumar appears like god to my father. because angel appearslike devil to him now. you were much better. though crazy, you talked to mewith respect. she's very arrogant!- enjoy it! she was going away,you brought her back, right? enjoy it!

push.- you push! push little.if not ask my husband to push. he did everything andwhere's that crook? wash your legs and enter.- i know. at least wash your hands, sir.- go! bujjamma, it seems you delivereda baby girl. here's your daughter. what will her name be? vardhanamma!

pooja bedi! born again? you say he did so much for the village,did he help your friends?- that is... chilaka who always wentto open fields for toilet. he's still doing the same thing. but differently. go man! mandodhari sister has taken him to task. i built these toilets,i'm building a own house now. come...come...re.1 for gents and free for ladies.

sukumar converted cards clubinto public toilet. so revenue officer brought hissecond wife to his home. but diapers to children? milk powder tins too? to feed them milk powder tins areuseless, they need milk barrels. already sold 2 acres to feed them.keep quiet. with the experience gainedfrom his experiences, devil raju i mean pidugu raju, started a big amulet showroomin next village,

this is that thing only!that thing only! very dangerous ghost, kashmora! wear this big amulet around neck. put this small amulet inmouth and swallow it. swallow?- didn't i swallow it? didn't get rid of my fear? this is that thing only!not yet gone, you go. the other guys who had fast fingers,he turned them into software engineers. you're cleaning very fast.

not cleaning but typing. i want java.- it's there. not this, millet gruel for energy. won't you ever change? dummu learnt english very welland working as tele-caller. i'm bored speaking in english. english uncle, let's speakin telugu for some time. let's meet again evening in facebook. what is face book?- that is hash book!

download is really downloadingdoing outsourcing of projects. server is down little. not you, sir.dogs are chasing me, sir. may be for my dress. mandodhari sister's health programcomes on tv every morning. hail natural medicine!mix it, kesava. it'll give new energy... sukumar's father and his fatherare relaxing in life. why son? you're an old man.- keep your legs here, father.

no problem, father. the man who cried on hearing motherruns an old age home. if you bring all villagers living abroadinto a network, your village will also develop.like my village. put the garland. flowers withered, i'll get another one. get it by next show, good luck!

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thriller - lulu joppert material girl - marcela mangabeira day tripper - tahta menezes don't stand so close to me - barbara mendes never gonna give you up - claudia rezende lucy in the sky with diamonds - saloa farah beautiful stranger - marcela mangabeira come together - monique kessous do you know where you are going to? - marcela mangabeira

till there was you - monique kessous there must be an angel (playing with my heart) - daniela procopio live to tell - marcela mangabeira dynamite - nicole c'est si bon - cecilia dale where the streets have no name - taryn spilman moon river - pery ribeiro quiet storm - eliza lacerda all you need is love - paulinho loureiro

got to be there - karina lima stop! in the name of love - paula vianna upside down - liz menezes

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chapter twenty seven of jane eyrethis is a librivox recording. all librivox recordings are in the publicdomain. for more information or to volunteer pleasevisit librivox.org recording by elizabeth klettjane eyre by charlotte brontã‹ chapter twenty seven some time in the afternoon i raised my head,and looking round and seeing the western sun gilding the sign of its declineon the wall, i asked, "what am i to do?" but the answer my mind gave--"leave thornfieldat once"--was so prompt,

so dread, that i stopped my ears. i said icould not bear such words now. "that i am not edward rochester's brideis the least part of my woe," i alleged: "that i have wakened outof most glorious dreams, and found them all void and vain, is a horrori could bear and master; but that i must leave him decidedly, instantly,entirely, is intolerable. i cannot do it." but, then, a voice within me averred thati could do it and foretold that i should do it. i wrestled with my own resolution:i wanted to be weak that i might avoid the awful passage of furthersuffering i saw laid out

for me; and conscience, turned tyrant, heldpassion by the throat, told her tauntingly, she had yet but dipped herdainty foot in the slough, and swore that with that arm of iron he wouldthrust her down to unsounded depths of agony. "let me be torn away," then i cried. "letanother help me!" "no; you shall tear yourself away, none shallhelp you: you shall yourself pluck out your right eye; yourselfcut off your right hand: your heart shall be the victim, and you the priestto transfix it." i rose up suddenly, terror-struck at the solitudewhich so ruthless a

judge haunted,--at the silence which so awfula voice filled. my head swam as i stood erect. i perceived that iwas sickening from excitement and inanition; neither meat nor drink hadpassed my lips that day, for i had taken no breakfast. and, with a strangepang, i now reflected that, long as i had been shut up here, no messagehad been sent to ask how i was, or to invite me to come down: not evenlittle adele had tapped at the door; not even mrs. fairfax had soughtme. "friends always forget those whom fortune forsakes," i murmured,as i undrew the bolt and passed out. i stumbled over an obstacle: my headwas still dizzy, my sight was

dim, and my limbs were feeble. i could notsoon recover myself. i fell, but not on to the ground: an outstretchedarm caught me. i looked up--i was supported by mr. rochester, who sat ina chair across my chamber threshold. "you come out at last," he said. "well, ihave been waiting for you long, and listening: yet not one movementhave i heard, nor one sob: five minutes more of that death-like hush, andi should have forced the lock like a burglar. so you shun me?--you shutyourself up and grieve alone! i would rather you had come and upbraidedme with vehemence. you are

passionate. i expected a scene of some kind.i was prepared for the hot rain of tears; only i wanted them to be shedon my breast: now a senseless floor has received them, or yourdrenched handkerchief. but i err: you have not wept at all! i see a whitecheek and a faded eye, but no trace of tears. i suppose, then, your hearthas been weeping blood?" "well, jane! not a word of reproach? nothingbitter--nothing poignant? nothing to cut a feeling or sting a passion?you sit quietly where i have placed you, and regard me with a weary,passive look." "jane, i never meant to wound you thus. ifthe man who had but one

little ewe lamb that was dear to him as adaughter, that ate of his bread and drank of his cup, and lay in his bosom,had by some mistake slaughtered it at the shambles, he would nothave rued his bloody blunder more than i now rue mine. will you ever forgiveme?" reader, i forgave him at the moment and onthe spot. there was such deep remorse in his eye, such true pity in histone, such manly energy in his manner; and besides, there was such unchangedlove in his whole look and mien--i forgave him all: yet not in words,not outwardly; only at my heart's core.

"you know i am a scoundrel, jane?" ere longhe inquired wistfully--wondering, i suppose, at my continuedsilence and tameness, the result rather of weakness than of will. "yes, sir." "then tell me so roundly and sharply--don'tspare me." "i cannot: i am tired and sick. i want somewater." he heaved a sort of shuddering sigh, and taking me in his arms,carried me downstairs. at first i did not know to what room he had borneme; all was cloudy to my glazed sight: presently i felt the revivingwarmth of a fire; for, summer

as it was, i had become icy cold in my chamber.he put wine to my lips; i tasted it and revived; then i ate somethinghe offered me, and was soon myself. i was in the library--sitting in hischair--he was quite near. "if i could go out of life now, without toosharp a pang, it would be well for me," i thought; "then i should nothave to make the effort of cracking my heart-strings in rending themfrom among mr. rochester's. i must leave him, it appears. i do not wantto leave him--i cannot leave him." "how are you now, jane?"

"much better, sir; i shall be well soon." "taste the wine again, jane." i obeyed him; then he put the glass on thetable, stood before me, and looked at me attentively. suddenly he turnedaway, with an inarticulate exclamation, full of passionate emotion ofsome kind; he walked fast through the room and came back; he stoopedtowards me as if to kiss me; but i remembered caresses were now forbidden.i turned my face away and put his aside. "what!--how is this?" he exclaimed hastily."oh, i know! you won't kiss

the husband of bertha mason? you considermy arms filled and my embraces appropriated?" "at any rate, there is neither room nor claimfor me, sir." "why, jane? i will spare you the trouble ofmuch talking; i will answer for you--because i have a wife already, youwould reply.--i guess rightly?" "yes." "if you think so, you must have a strangeopinion of me; you must regard me as a plotting profligate--a base and lowrake who has been simulating

disinterested love in order to draw you intoa snare deliberately laid, and strip you of honour and rob you of self-respect.what do you say to that? i see you can say nothing in the firstplace, you are faint still, and have enough to do to draw your breath;in the second place, you cannot yet accustom yourself to accuse andrevile me, and besides, the flood-gates of tears are opened, and theywould rush out if you spoke much; and you have no desire to expostulate,to upbraid, to make a scene: you are thinking how _to act_--_talking_ youconsider is of no use. i know you--i am on my guard."

"sir, i do not wish to act against you," isaid; and my unsteady voice warned me to curtail my sentence. "not in your sense of the word, but in mineyou are scheming to destroy me. you have as good as said that i am a marriedman--as a married man you will shun me, keep out of my way: justnow you have refused to kiss me. you intend to make yourself a completestranger to me: to live under this roof only as adele's governess; if everi say a friendly word to you, if ever a friendly feeling inclines youagain to me, you will say,--'that man had nearly made me his mistress:i must be ice and rock

to him;' and ice and rock you will accordinglybecome." i cleared and steadied my voice to reply:"all is changed about me, sir; i must change too--there is no doubt of that;and to avoid fluctuations of feeling, and continual combats with recollectionsand associations, there is only one way--adele must have a newgoverness, sir." "oh, adele will go to school--i have settledthat already; nor do i mean to torment you with the hideous associationsand recollections of thornfield hall--this accursed place--thistent of achan--this insolent vault, offering the ghastliness of livingdeath to the light of the open

sky--this narrow stone hell, with its onereal fiend, worse than a legion of such as we imagine. jane, you shall notstay here, nor will i. i was wrong ever to bring you to thornfield hall,knowing as i did how it was haunted. i charged them to conceal from you,before i ever saw you, all knowledge of the curse of the place; merelybecause i feared adele never would have a governess to stay if she knewwith what inmate she was housed, and my plans would not permit me toremove the maniac elsewhere--though i possess an old house,ferndean manor, even more retired and hidden than this, where i couldhave lodged her safely

enough, had not a scruple about the unhealthinessof the situation, in the heart of a wood, made my conscience recoilfrom the arrangement. probably those damp walls would soon haveeased me of her charge: but to each villain his own vice; and mine is nota tendency to indirect assassination, even of what i most hate. "concealing the mad-woman's neighbourhoodfrom you, however, was something like covering a child with a cloakand laying it down near a upas-tree: that demon's vicinage is poisoned,and always was. but i'll shut up thornfield hall: i'll nail up thefront door and board the lower

windows: i'll give mrs. poole two hundreda year to live here with _my wife_, as you term that fearful hag: gracewill do much for money, and she shall have her son, the keeper at grimsbyretreat, to bear her company and be at hand to give her aid inthe paroxysms, when _my wife_ is prompted by her familiar to burn peoplein their beds at night, to stab them, to bite their flesh from theirbones, and so on--" "sir," i interrupted him, "you are inexorablefor that unfortunate lady: you speak of her with hate--with vindictiveantipathy. it is cruel--she cannot help being mad."

"jane, my little darling (so i will call you,for so you are), you don't know what you are talking about; you misjudgeme again: it is not because she is mad i hate her. if you were mad, doyou think i should hate you?" "i do indeed, sir." "then you are mistaken, and you know nothingabout me, and nothing about the sort of love of which i am capable. everyatom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sicknessit would still be dear. your mind is my treasure, and if it were broken,it would be my treasure still: if you raved, my arms should confineyou, and not a strait

waistcoat--your grasp, even in fury, wouldhave a charm for me: if you flew at me as wildly as that woman did thismorning, i should receive you in an embrace, at least as fond as it wouldbe restrictive. i should not shrink from you with disgust as i did fromher: in your quiet moments you should have no watcher and no nurse but me;and i could hang over you with untiring tenderness, though you gaveme no smile in return; and never weary of gazing into your eyes, thoughthey had no longer a ray of recognition for me.--but why do i follow thattrain of ideas? i was talking of removing you from thornfield. all,you know, is prepared for

prompt departure: to-morrow you shall go.i only ask you to endure one more night under this roof, jane; and then,farewell to its miseries and terrors for ever! i have a place to repairto, which will be a secure sanctuary from hateful reminiscences, fromunwelcome intrusion--even from falsehood and slander." "and take adele with you, sir," i interrupted;"she will be a companion for you." "what do you mean, jane? i told you i wouldsend adele to school; and what do i want with a child for a companion,and not my own child,--a

french dancer's bastard? why do you importuneme about her! i say, why do you assign adele to me for a companion?" "you spoke of a retirement, sir; and retirementand solitude are dull: too dull for you." "solitude! solitude!" he reiterated with irritation."i see i must come to an explanation. i don't know what sphynx-likeexpression is forming in your countenance. you are to share my solitude.do you understand?" i shook my head: it required a degree of courage,excited as he was becoming, even to risk that mute sign of dissent.he had been walking

fast about the room, and he stopped, as ifsuddenly rooted to one spot. he looked at me long and hard: i turned myeyes from him, fixed them on the fire, and tried to assume and maintaina quiet, collected aspect. "now for the hitch in jane's character," hesaid at last, speaking more calmly than from his look i had expected himto speak. "the reel of silk has run smoothly enough so far; but i alwaysknew there would come a knot and a puzzle: here it is. now for vexation,and exasperation, and endless trouble! by god! i long to exert afraction of samson's strength, and break the entanglement liketow!"

he recommenced his walk, but soon again stopped,and this time just before me. "jane! will you hear reason?" (he stoopedand approached his lips to my ear); "because, if you won't, i'll try violence."his voice was hoarse; his look that of a man who is just about toburst an insufferable bond and plunge headlong into wild license. i sawthat in another moment, and with one impetus of frenzy more, i shouldbe able to do nothing with him. the present--the passing second of time--wasall i had in which to control and restrain him--a movement of repulsion,flight, fear would

have sealed my doom,--and his. but i was notafraid: not in the least. i felt an inward power; a sense of influence,which supported me. the crisis was perilous; but not without its charm:such as the indian, perhaps, feels when he slips over the rapidin his canoe. i took hold of his clenched hand, loosened the contortedfingers, and said to him, soothingly-- "sit down; i'll talk to you as long as youlike, and hear all you have to say, whether reasonable or unreasonable." he sat down: but he did not get leave to speakdirectly. i had been

struggling with tears for some time: i hadtaken great pains to repress them, because i knew he would not like tosee me weep. now, however, i considered it well to let them flow as freelyand as long as they liked. if the flood annoyed him, so much the better.so i gave way and cried heartily. soon i heard him earnestly entreating me tobe composed. i said i could not while he was in such a passion. "but i am not angry, jane: i only love youtoo well; and you had steeled your little pale face with such a resolute,frozen look, i could not

endure it. hush, now, and wipe your eyes." his softened voice announced that he was subdued;so i, in my turn, became calm. now he made an effort to resthis head on my shoulder, but i would not permit it. then he would drawme to him: no. "jane! jane!" he said, in such an accent ofbitter sadness it thrilled along every nerve i had; "you don't love me,then? it was only my station, and the rank of my wife, that youvalued? now that you think me disqualified to become your husband, you recoilfrom my touch as if i were some toad or ape."

these words cut me: yet what could i do ori say? i ought probably to have done or said nothing; but i was so torturedby a sense of remorse at thus hurting his feelings, i could not controlthe wish to drop balm where i had wounded. "i _do_ love you," i said, "more than ever:but i must not show or indulge the feeling: and this is the lasttime i must express it." "the last time, jane! what! do you think youcan live with me, and see me daily, and yet, if you still love me, bealways cold and distant?" "no, sir; that i am certain i could not; andtherefore i see there is but

one way: but you will be furious if i mentionit." "oh, mention it! if i storm, you have theart of weeping." "mr. rochester, i must leave you." "for how long, jane? for a few minutes, whileyou smooth your hair--which is somewhat dishevelled; and bathe your face--whichlooks feverish?" "i must leave adele and thornfield. i mustpart with you for my whole life: i must begin a new existence among strangefaces and strange scenes." "of course: i told you you should. i passover the madness about parting

from me. you mean you must become a part ofme. as to the new existence, it is all right: you shall yetbe my wife: i am not married. you shall be mrs. rochester--both virtuallyand nominally. i shall keep only to you so long as you and i live. youshall go to a place i have in the south of france: a whitewashed villa onthe shores of the mediterranean. there you shall live a happy,and guarded, and most innocent life. never fear that i wish to lureyou into error--to make you my mistress. why did you shake your head?jane, you must be reasonable, or in truth i shall again becomefrantic."

his voice and hand quivered: his large nostrilsdilated; his eye blazed: still i dared to speak. "sir, your wife is living: that is a factacknowledged this morning by yourself. if i lived with you as you desire,i should then be your mistress: to say otherwise is sophistical--isfalse." "jane, i am not a gentle-tempered man--youforget that: i am not long- enduring; i am not cool and dispassionate.out of pity to me and yourself, put your finger on my pulse, feelhow it throbs, and--beware!" he bared his wrist, and offered it to me:the blood was forsaking his

cheek and lips, they were growing livid; iwas distressed on all hands. to agitate him thus deeply, by a resistancehe so abhorred, was cruel: to yield was out of the question. i did whathuman beings do instinctively when they are driven to utter extremity--lookedfor aid to one higher than man: the words "god help me!" burst involuntarilyfrom my lips. "i am a fool!" cried mr. rochester suddenly."i keep telling her i am not married, and do not explain to her why.i forget she knows nothing of the character of that woman, or of thecircumstances attending my infernal union with her. oh, i am certainjane will agree with me in

opinion, when she knows all that i know! justput your hand in mine, janet--that i may have the evidence of touchas well as sight, to prove you are near me--and i will in a few wordsshow you the real state of the case. can you listen to me?" "yes, sir; for hours if you will." "i ask only minutes. jane, did you ever hearor know that i was not the eldest son of my house: that i had once abrother older than i?" "i remember mrs. fairfax told me so once." "and did you ever hear that my father wasan avaricious, grasping man?"

"i have understood something to that effect." "well, jane, being so, it was his resolutionto keep the property together; he could not bear the idea of dividinghis estate and leaving me a fair portion: all, he resolved, shouldgo to my brother, rowland. yet as little could he endure that a son ofhis should be a poor man. i must be provided for by a wealthy marriage.he sought me a partner betimes. mr. mason, a west india planter andmerchant, was his old acquaintance. he was certain his possessionswere real and vast: he made inquiries. mr. mason, he found, had a sonand daughter; and he learned

from him that he could and would give thelatter a fortune of thirty thousand pounds: that sufficed. when i leftcollege, i was sent out to jamaica, to espouse a bride already courtedfor me. my father said nothing about her money; but he told me missmason was the boast of spanish town for her beauty: and this wasno lie. i found her a fine woman, in the style of blanche ingram: tall,dark, and majestic. her family wished to secure me because i was ofa good race; and so did she. they showed her to me in parties, splendidlydressed. i seldom saw her alone, and had very little private conversationwith her. she flattered

me, and lavishly displayed for my pleasureher charms and accomplishments. all the men in her circleseemed to admire her and envy me. i was dazzled, stimulated: my senses wereexcited; and being ignorant, raw, and inexperienced, i thoughti loved her. there is no folly so besotted that the idiotic rivalriesof society, the prurience, the rashness, the blindness of youth, willnot hurry a man to its commission. her relatives encouraged me; competitorspiqued me; she allured me: a marriage was achieved almostbefore i knew where i was. oh, i have no respect for myself when i thinkof that act!--an agony of

inward contempt masters me. i never loved,i never esteemed, i did not even know her. i was not sure of the existenceof one virtue in her nature: i had marked neither modesty, norbenevolence, nor candour, nor refinement in her mind or manners--and, imarried her:--gross, grovelling, mole-eyed blockhead that i was!with less sin i might have--but let me remember to whom i am speaking." "my bride's mother i had never seen: i understoodshe was dead. the honeymoon over, i learned my mistake; shewas only mad, and shut up in a lunatic asylum. there was a younger brother,too--a complete dumb idiot.

the elder one, whom you have seen (and whomi cannot hate, whilst i abhor all his kindred, because he has some grainsof affection in his feeble mind, shown in the continued interest he takesin his wretched sister, and also in a dog-like attachment he oncebore me), will probably be in the same state one day. my father and my brotherrowland knew all this; but they thought only of the thirty thousandpounds, and joined in the plot against me." "these were vile discoveries; but except forthe treachery of concealment, i should have made them no subjectof reproach to my wife,

even when i found her nature wholly aliento mine, her tastes obnoxious to me, her cast of mind common, low, narrow,and singularly incapable of being led to anything higher, expanded toanything larger--when i found that i could not pass a single evening, noreven a single hour of the day with her in comfort; that kindly conversationcould not be sustained between us, because whatever topic i started,immediately received from her a turn at once coarse and trite, perverseand imbecile--when i perceived that i should never have a quietor settled household, because no servant would bear the continued outbreaksof her violent and

unreasonable temper, or the vexations of herabsurd, contradictory, exacting orders--even then i restrained myself:i eschewed upbraiding, i curtailed remonstrance; i tried to devourmy repentance and disgust in secret; i repressed the deep antipathy i felt. "jane, i will not trouble you with abominabledetails: some strong words shall express what i have to say. i livedwith that woman upstairs four years, and before that time she had triedme indeed: her character ripened and developed with frightful rapidity;her vices sprang up fast and rank: they were so strong, only crueltycould check them, and i would

not use cruelty. what a pigmy intellect shehad, and what giant propensities! how fearful were the cursesthose propensities entailed on me! bertha mason, the true daughter of aninfamous mother, dragged me through all the hideous and degrading agonieswhich must attend a man bound to a wife at once intemperate and unchaste. "my brother in the interval was dead, andat the end of the four years my father died too. i was rich enough now--yetpoor to hideous indigence: a nature the most gross, impure, depraved iever saw, was associated with mine, and called by the law and by societya part of me. and i could not

rid myself of it by any legal proceedings:for the doctors now discovered that _my wife_ was mad--her excesses had prematurelydeveloped the germs of insanity. jane, you don't like my narrative;you look almost sick--shall i defer the rest to another day?" "no, sir, finish it now; i pity you--i doearnestly pity you." "pity, jane, from some people is a noxiousand insulting sort of tribute, which one is justified in hurling back inthe teeth of those who offer it; but that is the sort of pity native tocallous, selfish hearts; it is a hybrid, egotistical pain at hearing of woes,crossed with ignorant

contempt for those who have endured them.but that is not your pity, jane; it is not the feeling of which yourwhole face is full at this moment--with which your eyes are now almostoverflowing--with which your heart is heaving--with which your hand istrembling in mine. your pity, my darling, is the suffering mother of love:its anguish is the very natal pang of the divine passion. i acceptit, jane; let the daughter have free advent--my arms wait to receiveher." "now, sir, proceed; what did you do when youfound she was mad?" "jane, i approached the verge of despair;a remnant of self-respect was

all that intervened between me and the gulf.in the eyes of the world, i was doubtless covered with grimy dishonour;but i resolved to be clean in my own sight--and to the last i repudiatedthe contamination of her crimes, and wrenched myself from connectionwith her mental defects. still, society associated my name and personwith hers; i yet saw her and heard her daily: something of her breath (faugh!)mixed with the air i breathed; and besides, i remembered i hadonce been her husband--that recollection was then, and is now, inexpressiblyodious to me; moreover, i knew that while she lived i could neverbe the husband of another and

better wife; and, though five years my senior(her family and her father had lied to me even in the particular of herage), she was likely to live as long as i, being as robust in frame asshe was infirm in mind. thus, at the age of twenty-six, i was hopeless. "one night i had been awakened by her yells--(sincethe medical men had pronounced her mad, she had, of course, beenshut up)--it was a fiery west indian night; one of the descriptionthat frequently precede the hurricanes of those climates. being unableto sleep in bed, i got up and opened the window. the air was like sulphur-steams--icould find no

refreshment anywhere. mosquitoes came buzzingin and hummed sullenly round the room; the sea, which i could hearfrom thence, rumbled dull like an earthquake--black clouds were castingup over it; the moon was setting in the waves, broad and red, likea hot cannon-ball--she threw her last bloody glance over a world quiveringwith the ferment of tempest. i was physically influenced by theatmosphere and scene, and my ears were filled with the curses the maniacstill shrieked out; wherein she momentarily mingled my name with sucha tone of demon-hate, with such language!--no professed harlot ever had afouler vocabulary than she:

though two rooms off, i heard every word--thethin partitions of the west india house opposing but slight obstructionto her wolfish cries. "'this life,' said i at last, 'is hell: thisis the air--those are the sounds of the bottomless pit! i have a rightto deliver myself from it if i can. the sufferings of this mortal statewill leave me with the heavy flesh that now cumbers my soul. of thefanatic's burning eternity i have no fear: there is not a future stateworse than this present one--let me break away, and go home to god!' "i said this whilst i knelt down at, and unlockeda trunk which contained

a brace of loaded pistols: i mean to shootmyself. i only entertained the intention for a moment; for, not beinginsane, the crisis of exquisite and unalloyed despair, which hadoriginated the wish and design of self-destruction, was past in a second. "a wind fresh from europe blew over the oceanand rushed through the open casement: the storm broke, streamed, thundered,blazed, and the air grew pure. i then framed and fixed a resolution.while i walked under the dripping orange-trees of my wet garden, andamongst its drenched pomegranates and pine-apples, and while therefulgent dawn of the tropics

kindled round me--i reasoned thus, jane--andnow listen; for it was true wisdom that consoled me in that hour, andshowed me the right path to follow. "the sweet wind from europe was still whisperingin the refreshed leaves, and the atlantic was thundering in gloriousliberty; my heart, dried up and scorched for a long time, swelled to thetone, and filled with living blood--my being longed for renewal--my soulthirsted for a pure draught. i saw hope revive--and felt regeneration possible.from a flowery arch at the bottom of my garden i gazed over thesea--bluer than the sky: the

old world was beyond; clear prospects openedthus:-- "'go,' said hope, 'and live again in europe:there it is not known what a sullied name you bear, nor what a filthy burdenis bound to you. you may take the maniac with you to england; confineher with due attendance and precautions at thornfield: then travel yourselfto what clime you will, and form what new tie you like. that woman,who has so abused your long- suffering, so sullied your name, so outragedyour honour, so blighted your youth, is not your wife, nor are youher husband. see that she is cared for as her condition demands, and youhave done all that god and

humanity require of you. let her identity,her connection with yourself, be buried in oblivion: you are bound to impartthem to no living being. place her in safety and comfort: shelter herdegradation with secrecy, and leave her.' "i acted precisely on this suggestion. myfather and brother had not made my marriage known to their acquaintance;because, in the very first letter i wrote to apprise them of the union--havingalready begun to experience extreme disgust of its consequences,and, from the family character and constitution, seeing a hideousfuture opening to me--i

added an urgent charge to keep it secret:and very soon the infamous conduct of the wife my father had selectedfor me was such as to make him blush to own her as his daughter-in-law. farfrom desiring to publish the connection, he became as anxious to concealit as myself. "to england, then, i conveyed her; a fearfulvoyage i had with such a monster in the vessel. glad was i when i atlast got her to thornfield, and saw her safely lodged in that third-storeyroom, of whose secret inner cabinet she has now for ten years madea wild beast's den--a goblin's cell. i had some trouble in findingan attendant for her, as it

was necessary to select one on whose fidelitydependence could be placed; for her ravings would inevitably betray mysecret: besides, she had lucid intervals of days--sometimes weeks--whichshe filled up with abuse of me. at last i hired grace poole from the grimbsyretreat. she and the surgeon, carter (who dressed mason's woundsthat night he was stabbed and worried), are the only two i have ever admittedto my confidence. mrs. fairfax may indeed have suspected something,but she could have gained no precise knowledge as to facts. grace has,on the whole, proved a good keeper; though, owing partly to a fault ofher own, of which it appears

nothing can cure her, and which is incidentto her harassing profession, her vigilance has been more than once lulledand baffled. the lunatic is both cunning and malignant; she has neverfailed to take advantage of her guardian's temporary lapses; once to secretethe knife with which she stabbed her brother, and twice to possessherself of the key of her cell, and issue therefrom in the night-time. onthe first of these occasions, she perpetrated the attempt to burn me inmy bed; on the second, she paid that ghastly visit to you. i thank providence,who watched over you, that she then spent her fury on your weddingapparel, which perhaps

brought back vague reminiscences of her ownbridal days: but on what might have happened, i cannot endure to reflect.when i think of the thing which flew at my throat this morning,hanging its black and scarlet visage over the nest of my dove, my bloodcurdles--" "and what, sir," i asked, while he paused,"did you do when you had settled her here? where did you go?" "what did i do, jane? i transformed myselfinto a will-o'-the-wisp. where did i go? i pursued wanderings as wildas those of the march-spirit. i sought the continent, andwent devious through all its

lands. my fixed desire was to seek and finda good and intelligent woman, whom i could love: a contrast to thefury i left at thornfield--" "but you could not marry, sir." "i had determined and was convinced that icould and ought. it was not my original intention to deceive, as i havedeceived you. i meant to tell my tale plainly, and make my proposalsopenly: and it appeared to me so absolutely rational that i should be consideredfree to love and be loved, i never doubted some woman might befound willing and able to understand my case and accept me, in spiteof the curse with which i was

burdened." "well, sir?" "when you are inquisitive, jane, you alwaysmake me smile. you open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every nowand then a restless movement, as if answers in speech did not flow fastenough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart. but beforei go on, tell me what you mean by your 'well, sir?' it is a small phrasevery frequent with you; and which many a time has drawn me on andon through interminable talk: i don't very well know why."

"i mean,--what next? how did you proceed?what came of such an event?" "precisely! and what do you wish to know now?" "whether you found any one you liked: whetheryou asked her to marry you; and what she said." "i can tell you whether i found any one iliked, and whether i asked her to marry me: but what she said is yet to berecorded in the book of fate. for ten long years i roved about, living firstin one capital, then another: sometimes in st. petersburg; oftenerin paris; occasionally in rome, naples, and florence. provided withplenty of money and the

passport of an old name, i could choose myown society: no circles were closed against me. i sought my ideal of awoman amongst english ladies, french countesses, italian signoras, and germangrafinnen. i could not find her. sometimes, for a fleeting moment,i thought i caught a glance, heard a tone, beheld a form, which announcedthe realisation of my dream: but i was presently undeserved. you are notto suppose that i desired perfection, either of mind or person. i longedonly for what suited me--for the antipodes of the creole: and ilonged vainly. amongst them all i found not one whom, had i been everso free, i--warned as i was of

the risks, the horrors, the loathings of incongruousunions--would have asked to marry me. disappointment made mereckless. i tried dissipation--never debauchery: that i hated,and hate. that was my indian messalina's attribute: rooted disgustat it and her restrained me much, even in pleasure. any enjoyment thatbordered on riot seemed to approach me to her and her vices, and i eschewedit. "yet i could not live alone; so i tried thecompanionship of mistresses. the first i chose was celine varens--anotherof those steps which make a man spurn himself when he recalls them. youalready know what she was,

and how my liaison with her terminated. shehad two successors: an italian, giacinta, and a german, clara; bothconsidered singularly handsome. what was their beauty to me in afew weeks? giacinta was unprincipled and violent: i tired of her inthree months. clara was honest and quiet; but heavy, mindless, andunimpressible: not one whit to my taste. i was glad to give her a sufficientsum to set her up in a good line of business, and so get decentlyrid of her. but, jane, i see by your face you are not forming a very favourableopinion of me just now. you think me an unfeeling, loose-principledrake: don't you?"

"i don't like you so well as i have done sometimes,indeed, sir. did it not seem to you in the least wrong to livein that way, first with one mistress and then another? you talk of itas a mere matter of course." "it was with me; and i did not like it. itwas a grovelling fashion of existence: i should never like to return toit. hiring a mistress is the next worse thing to buying a slave: both areoften by nature, and always by position, inferior: and to live familiarlywith inferiors is degrading. i now hate the recollection ofthe time i passed with celine, giacinta, and clara."

i felt the truth of these words; and i drewfrom them the certain inference, that if i were so far to forgetmyself and all the teaching that had ever been instilled into me, as--underany pretext--with any justification--through any temptation--tobecome the successor of these poor girls, he would one day regard me withthe same feeling which now in his mind desecrated their memory. i did notgive utterance to this conviction: it was enough to feel it. i impressedit on my heart, that it might remain there to serve me as aid inthe time of trial. "now, jane, why don't you say 'well, sir?'i have not done. you are

looking grave. you disapprove of me still,i see. but let me come to the point. last january, rid of all mistresses--ina harsh, bitter frame of mind, the result of a useless, roving,lonely life--corroded with disappointment, sourly disposed against allmen, and especially against all womankind (for i began to regard the notionof an intellectual, faithful, loving woman as a mere dream), recalledby business, i came back to england. "on a frosty winter afternoon, i rode in sightof thornfield hall. abhorred spot! i expected no peace--no pleasurethere. on a stile in

hay lane i saw a quiet little figure sittingby itself. i passed it as negligently as i did the pollard willow oppositeto it: i had no presentiment of what it would be to me; noinward warning that the arbitress of my life--my genius for good orevil--waited there in humble guise. i did not know it, even when, on theoccasion of mesrour's accident, it came up and gravely offered mehelp. childish and slender creature! it seemed as if a linnet had hoppedto my foot and proposed to bear me on its tiny wing. i was surly; butthe thing would not go: it stood by me with strange perseverance, andlooked and spoke with a sort

of authority. i must be aided, and by thathand: and aided i was. "when once i had pressed the frail shoulder,something new--a fresh sap and sense--stole into my frame. it was welli had learnt that this elf must return to me--that it belonged to myhouse down below--or i could not have felt it pass away from under my hand,and seen it vanish behind the dim hedge, without singular regret. iheard you come home that night, jane, though probably you were notaware that i thought of you or watched for you. the next day i observed you--myselfunseen--for half-an- hour, while you played with adele in the gallery.it was a snowy day, i

recollect, and you could not go out of doors.i was in my room; the door was ajar: i could both listen and watch. adeleclaimed your outward attention for a while; yet i fancied yourthoughts were elsewhere: but you were very patient with her, my littlejane; you talked to her and amused her a long time. when at last she leftyou, you lapsed at once into deep reverie: you betook yourself slowlyto pace the gallery. now and then, in passing a casement, you glancedout at the thick-falling snow; you listened to the sobbing wind, andagain you paced gently on and dreamed. i think those day visions were notdark: there was a

pleasurable illumination in your eye occasionally,a soft excitement in your aspect, which told of no bitter, bilious,hypochondriac brooding: your look revealed rather the sweet musingsof youth when its spirit follows on willing wings the flight of hopeup and on to an ideal heaven. the voice of mrs. fairfax, speaking to a servantin the hall, wakened you: and how curiously you smiled to and atyourself, janet! there was much sense in your smile: it was very shrewd,and seemed to make light of your own abstraction. it seemed to say--'myfine visions are all very well, but i must not forget they are absolutelyunreal. i have a rosy

sky and a green flowery eden in my brain;but without, i am perfectly aware, lies at my feet a rough tract to travel,and around me gather black tempests to encounter.' you ran downstairsand demanded of mrs. fairfax some occupation: the weekly houseaccounts to make up, or something of that sort, i think it was. iwas vexed with you for getting out of my sight. "impatiently i waited for evening, when imight summon you to my presence. an unusual--to me--a perfectly newcharacter i suspected was yours: i desired to search it deeper and knowit better. you entered the

room with a look and air at once shy and independent:you were quaintly dressed--much as you are now. i made you talk:ere long i found you full of strange contrasts. your garb and mannerwere restricted by rule; your air was often diffident, and altogether thatof one refined by nature, but absolutely unused to society, and a gooddeal afraid of making herself disadvantageously conspicuous by somesolecism or blunder; yet when addressed, you lifted a keen, a daring,and a glowing eye to your interlocutor's face: there was penetrationand power in each glance you gave; when plied by close questions, you foundready and round answers.

very soon you seemed to get used to me: ibelieve you felt the existence of sympathy between you and your grim andcross master, jane; for it was astonishing to see how quickly a certain pleasantease tranquillised your manner: snarl as i would, you showed no surprise,fear, annoyance, or displeasure at my moroseness; you watchedme, and now and then smiled at me with a simple yet sagacious grace i cannotdescribe. i was at once content and stimulated with what i saw: iliked what i had seen, and wished to see more. yet, for a long time,i treated you distantly, and sought your company rarely. i was an intellectualepicure, and wished to

prolong the gratification of making this noveland piquant acquaintance: besides, i was for a while troubled with ahaunting fear that if i handled the flower freely its bloom wouldfade--the sweet charm of freshness would leave it. i did not then knowthat it was no transitory blossom, but rather the radiant resemblanceof one, cut in an indestructible gem. moreover, i wished tosee whether you would seek me if i shunned you--but you did not; you keptin the schoolroom as still as your own desk and easel; if by chance i metyou, you passed me as soon, and with as little token of recognition, aswas consistent with respect.

your habitual expression in those days, jane,was a thoughtful look; not despondent, for you were not sickly; but notbuoyant, for you had little hope, and no actual pleasure. i wondered whatyou thought of me, or if you ever thought of me, and resolved to findthis out. "i resumed my notice of you. there was somethingglad in your glance, and genial in your manner, when you conversed:i saw you had a social heart; it was the silent schoolroom--it wasthe tedium of your life--that made you mournful. i permitted myself thedelight of being kind to you; kindness stirred emotion soon: your face becamesoft in expression, your

tones gentle; i liked my name pronounced byyour lips in a grateful happy accent. i used to enjoy a chance meeting withyou, jane, at this time: there was a curious hesitation in your manner:you glanced at me with a slight trouble--a hovering doubt: you didnot know what my caprice might be--whether i was going to play the masterand be stern, or the friend and be benignant. i was now too fond of youoften to simulate the first whim; and, when i stretched my hand out cordially,such bloom and light and bliss rose to your young, wistful features,i had much ado often to avoid straining you then and there to my heart."

"don't talk any more of those days, sir,"i interrupted, furtively dashing away some tears from my eyes; hislanguage was torture to me; for i knew what i must do--and do soon--and allthese reminiscences, and these revelations of his feelings only mademy work more difficult. "no, jane," he returned: "what necessity isthere to dwell on the past, when the present is so much surer--the futureso much brighter?" i shuddered to hear the infatuated assertion. "you see now how the case stands--do you not?"he continued. "after a youth and manhood passed half in unutterablemisery and half in dreary

solitude, i have for the first time foundwhat i can truly love--i have found you. you are my sympathy--my betterself--my good angel. i am bound to you with a strong attachment. i thinkyou good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived inmy heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life,wraps my existence about you, and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fusesyou and me in one. "it was because i felt and knew this, thati resolved to marry you. to tell me that i had already a wife is emptymockery: you know now that i had but a hideous demon. i was wrong to attemptto deceive you; but i

feared a stubbornness that exists in yourcharacter. i feared early instilled prejudice: i wanted to have yousafe before hazarding confidences. this was cowardly: i should haveappealed to your nobleness and magnanimity at first, as i do now--openedto you plainly my life of agony--described to you my hunger and thirstafter a higher and worthier existence--shown to you, not my _resolution_(that word is weak), but my resistless _bent_ to love faithfully and well,where i am faithfully and well loved in return. then i should have askedyou to accept my pledge of fidelity and to give me yours. jane--giveit me now."

a pause. "why are you silent, jane?" i was experiencing an ordeal: a hand of fieryiron grasped my vitals. terrible moment: full of struggle, blackness,burning! not a human being that ever lived could wish to be loved betterthan i was loved; and him who thus loved me i absolutely worshipped:and i must renounce love and idol. one drear word comprised my intolerableduty--"depart!" "jane, you understand what i want of you?just this promise--'i will be yours, mr. rochester.'"

"mr. rochester, i will _not_ be yours." another long silence. "jane!" recommenced he, with a gentlenessthat broke me down with grief, and turned me stone-cold with ominous terror--forthis still voice was the pant of a lion rising--"jane, do you meanto go one way in the world, and to let me go another?" "i do." "jane" (bending towards and embracing me),"do you mean it now?" "and now?" softly kissing my forehead andcheek.

"i do," extricating myself from restraintrapidly and completely. "oh, jane, this is bitter! this--this is wicked.it would not be wicked to love me." "it would to obey you." a wild look raised his brows--crossed hisfeatures: he rose; but he forebore yet. i laid my hand on the back ofa chair for support: i shook, i feared--but i resolved. "one instant, jane. give one glance to myhorrible life when you are gone. all happiness will be torn away withyou. what then is left? for

a wife i have but the maniac upstairs: aswell might you refer me to some corpse in yonder churchyard. what shall ido, jane? where turn for a companion and for some hope?" "do as i do: trust in god and yourself. believein heaven. hope to meet again there." "then you will not yield?" "no." "then you condemn me to live wretched andto die accursed?" his voice rose.

"i advise you to live sinless, and i wishyou to die tranquil." "then you snatch love and innocence from me?you fling me back on lust for a passion--vice for an occupation?" "mr. rochester, i no more assign this fateto you than i grasp at it for myself. we were born to strive and endure--youas well as i: do so. you will forget me before i forget you." "you make me a liar by such language: yousully my honour. i declared i could not change: you tell me to my face ishall change soon. and what a distortion in your judgment, what a perversityin your ideas, is proved

by your conduct! is it better to drive a fellow-creatureto despair than to transgress a mere human law, no man beinginjured by the breach? for you have neither relatives nor acquaintanceswhom you need fear to offend by living with me?" this was true: and while he spoke my veryconscience and reason turned traitors against me, and charged me with crimein resisting him. they spoke almost as loud as feeling: and thatclamoured wildly. "oh, comply!" it said. "think of his misery; thinkof his danger--look at his state when left alone; remember his headlongnature; consider the

recklessness following on despair--soothehim; save him; love him; tell him you love him and will be his. who in theworld cares for _you_? or who will be injured by what you do?" still indomitable was the reply--"_i_ carefor myself. the more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustainedi am, the more i will respect myself. i will keep the law givenby god; sanctioned by man. i will hold to the principles received by mewhen i was sane, and not mad--as i am now. laws and principles arenot for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such momentsas this, when body and soul

rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringentare they; inviolate they shall be. if at my individual conveniencei might break them, what would be their worth? they have a worth--so i havealways believed; and if i cannot believe it now, it is because i aminsane--quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating fasterthan i can count its throbs. preconceived opinions, foregone determinations,are all i have at this hour to stand by: there i plant myfoot." i did. mr. rochester, reading my countenance,saw i had done so. his fury was wrought to the highest: he must yieldto it for a moment,

whatever followed; he crossed the floor andseized my arm and grasped my waist. he seemed to devour me with his flamingglance: physically, i felt, at the moment, powerless as stubbleexposed to the draught and glow of a furnace: mentally, i still possessedmy soul, and with it the certainty of ultimate safety. the soul, fortunately,has an interpreter--often an unconscious, but stilla truthful interpreter--in the eye. my eye rose to his; and while i lookedin his fierce face i gave an involuntary sigh; his gripe was painful,and my over-taxed strength almost exhausted.

"never," said he, as he ground his teeth,"never was anything at once so frail and so indomitable. a mere reed shefeels in my hand!" (and he shook me with the force of his hold.) "i couldbend her with my finger and thumb: and what good would it do if ibent, if i uptore, if i crushed her? consider that eye: consider the resolute,wild, free thing looking out of it, defying me, with more than courage--witha stern triumph. whatever i do with its cage, i cannot getat it--the savage, beautiful creature! if i tear, if i rend the slightprison, my outrage will only let the captive loose. conqueror i might beof the house; but the inmate

would escape to heaven before i could callmyself possessor of its clay dwelling-place. and it is you, spirit--withwill and energy, and virtue and purity--that i want: not alone your brittleframe. of yourself you could come with soft flight and nestle againstmy heart, if you would: seized against your will, you will elude thegrasp like an essence--you will vanish ere i inhale your fragrance. oh!come, jane, come!" as he said this, he released me from his clutch,and only looked at me. the look was far worse to resist than thefrantic strain: only an idiot, however, would have succumbed now. i had daredand baffled his fury; i

must elude his sorrow: i retired to the door. "you are going, jane?" "i am going, sir." "you are leaving me?" "you will not come? you will not be my comforter,my rescuer? my deep love, my wild woe, my frantic prayer, areall nothing to you?" what unutterable pathos was in his voice!how hard it was to reiterate firmly, "i am going." "jane!"

"mr. rochester!" "withdraw, then,--i consent; but remember,you leave me here in anguish. go up to your own room; think over all i havesaid, and, jane, cast a glance on my sufferings--think of me." he turned away; he threw himself on his faceon the sofa. "oh, jane! my hope--my love--my life!" broke in anguishfrom his lips. then came a deep, strong sob. i had already gained the door; but, reader,i walked back--walked back as determinedly as i had retreated. i knelt downby him; i turned his face

from the cushion to me; i kissed his cheek;i smoothed his hair with my hand. "god bless you, my dear master!" i said. "godkeep you from harm and wrong--direct you, solace you--reward youwell for your past kindness to me." "little jane's love would have been my bestreward," he answered; "without it, my heart is broken. but janewill give me her love: yes--nobly, generously." up the blood rushed to his face; forth flashedthe fire from his eyes;

erect he sprang; he held his arms out; buti evaded the embrace, and at once quitted the room. "farewell!" was the cry of my heart as i lefthim. despair added, "farewell for ever!" * * * * * that night i never thought to sleep; but aslumber fell on me as soon as i lay down in bed. i was transported in thoughtto the scenes of childhood: i dreamt i lay in the red-roomat gateshead; that the night was dark, and my mind impressed with strangefears. the light that long

ago had struck me into syncope, recalled inthis vision, seemed glidingly to mount the wall, and tremblingly to pausein the centre of the obscured ceiling. i lifted up my head to look: theroof resolved to clouds, high and dim; the gleam was such as the moon impartsto vapours she is about to sever. i watched her come--watched withthe strangest anticipation; as though some word of doom were to be writtenon her disk. she broke forth as never moon yet burst from cloud:a hand first penetrated the sable folds and waved them away; then, nota moon, but a white human form shone in the azure, inclining a glorious browearthward. it gazed and

gazed on me. it spoke to my spirit: immeasurablydistant was the tone, yet so near, it whispered in my heart-- "my daughter, flee temptation." "mother, i will." so i answered after i had waked from the trance-likedream. it was yet night, but july nights are short: soon aftermidnight, dawn comes. "it cannot be too early to commence the task ihave to fulfil," thought i. i rose: i was dressed; for i had taken off nothingbut my shoes. i knew where to find in my drawers some linen, alocket, a ring. in seeking

these articles, i encountered the beads ofa pearl necklace mr. rochester had forced me to accept a few days ago. ileft that; it was not mine: it was the visionary bride's who had melted inair. the other articles i made up in a parcel; my purse, containingtwenty shillings (it was all i had), i put in my pocket: i tied on my strawbonnet, pinned my shawl, took the parcel and my slippers, which i wouldnot put on yet, and stole from my room. "farewell, kind mrs. fairfax!" i whispered,as i glided past her door. "farewell, my darling adele!" i said, as iglanced towards the nursery.

no thought could be admitted of entering toembrace her. i had to deceive a fine ear: for aught i knew it mightnow be listening. i would have got past mr. rochester's chamberwithout a pause; but my heart momentarily stopping its beat at thatthreshold, my foot was forced to stop also. no sleep was there: the inmatewas walking restlessly from wall to wall; and again and again he sighedwhile i listened. there was a heaven--a temporary heaven--in this roomfor me, if i chose: i had but to go in and to say-- "mr. rochester, i will love you and live withyou through life till

death," and a fount of rapture would springto my lips. i thought of this. that kind master, who could not sleep now,was waiting with impatience for day. he would send for me in the morning;i should be gone. he would have me sought for: vainly. he wouldfeel himself forsaken; his love rejected: he would suffer; perhaps growdesperate. i thought of this too. my hand moved towards the lock:i caught it back, and glided on. drearily i wound my way downstairs: i knewwhat i had to do, and i did it

mechanically. i sought the key of the side-doorin the kitchen; i sought, too, a phial of oil and a feather;i oiled the key and the lock. i got some water, i got some bread: for perhapsi should have to walk far; and my strength, sorely shaken of late,must not break down. all this i did without one sound. i opened thedoor, passed out, shut it softly. dim dawn glimmered in the yard. thegreat gates were closed and locked; but a wicket in one of them was onlylatched. through that i departed: it, too, i shut; and now i was outof thornfield. a mile off, beyond the fields, lay a roadwhich stretched in the contrary

direction to millcote; a road i had nevertravelled, but often noticed, and wondered where it led: thither i bentmy steps. no reflection was to be allowed now: not one glance was to be castback; not even one forward. not one thought was to be given either tothe past or the future. the first was a page so heavenly sweet--so deadlysad--that to read one line of it would dissolve my courage and breakdown my energy. the last was an awful blank: something like the world whenthe deluge was gone by. i skirted fields, and hedges, and lanes tillafter sunrise. i believe it was a lovely summer morning: i know my shoes,which i had put on when i

left the house, were soon wet with dew. buti looked neither to rising sun, nor smiling sky, nor wakening nature.he who is taken out to pass through a fair scene to the scaffold, thinksnot of the flowers that smile on his road, but of the block and axe-edge;of the disseverment of bone and vein; of the grave gaping at theend: and i thought of drear flight and homeless wandering--and oh! withagony i thought of what i left. i could not help it. i thought of himnow--in his room--watching the sunrise; hoping i should soon come tosay i would stay with him and be his. i longed to be his; i panted to return:it was not too late; i

could yet spare him the bitter pang of bereavement.as yet my flight, i was sure, was undiscovered. i could go backand be his comforter--his pride; his redeemer from misery, perhaps fromruin. oh, that fear of his self-abandonment--far worse than my abandonment--howit goaded me! it was a barbed arrow-head in my breast; it toreme when i tried to extract it; it sickened me when remembrance thrustit farther in. birds began singing in brake and copse: birds were faithfulto their mates; birds were emblems of love. what was i? in the midstof my pain of heart and frantic effort of principle, i abhorred myself.i had no solace from

self-approbation: none even from self-respect.i had injured--wounded--left my master. i was hatefulin my own eyes. still i could not turn, nor retrace one step. godmust have led me on. as to my own will or conscience, impassioned griefhad trampled one and stifled the other. i was weeping wildly as i walkedalong my solitary way: fast, fast i went like one delirious. a weakness,beginning inwardly, extending to the limbs, seized me, and i fell:i lay on the ground some minutes, pressing my face to the wet turf.i had some fear--or hope--that here i should die: but i was soon up; crawlingforwards on my hands and

knees, and then again raised to my feet--aseager and as determined as ever to reach the road. when i got there, i was forced to sit to restme under the hedge; and while i sat, i heard wheels, and saw a coachcome on. i stood up and lifted my hand; it stopped. i asked whereit was going: the driver named a place a long way off, and where i was suremr. rochester had no connections. i asked for what sum he wouldtake me there; he said thirty shillings; i answered i had but twenty; well,he would try to make it do. he further gave me leave to get into the inside,as the vehicle was

empty: i entered, was shut in, and it rolledon its way. gentle reader, may you never feel what i thenfelt! may your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tearsas poured from mine. may you never appeal to heaven in prayers so hopelessand so agonised as in that hour left my lips; for never may you,like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love. end of twenty seven