(...Continued...)
Harikishandas' flat, Powai, Mumbai ...10 pm.
The doorbell rings.. Harikishandas opens the door.
Raja, Hasan, Miki, and Ajay enter in, by pushing him aside forcefully.. dressed in the same clothes they wore on the train.
"Uncle, We are Vicky's friends.. can we come in?" Raja asks. By the time they all sit on the sofa.
"Uncle, do you have anything to eat?" Hasan gets up and goes to the fridge. He finds something and says, "Ajay, let's make breakfast." Harikishandas is scared.
Ajay and Hasan go to the kitchen.
Mickey, with a different attitude, "Rajabhai, why time pass? Speak directly. You bugger..."
Rajabhai replies, "No no no .. Miki, you have very bad manners. Uncle, she is a lunatic... Anyways, Vicky was saying that if you sell this flat and come to the US, what's wrong with you?"
Harikishandas gets angry.. stands up and says, "Oh, so you came for my property... I won't sell it,.. and I won't go to America either."
Rajabhai, in a very dramatic way, "Uncle, don't be stubborn. Look, we brought these papers. Just sign it."
Harikishandas looks at everyone one by one and says, "You guys do not look like goons. Let me speak with my son."
(A phone rings...)
My son, what is this? .. Did you send it.. Turns and asks Rajabhai.. 'what's your name?'.. Rajabhai?
A voice on the phone, audible to everyone..
'Yes Papa, please sign the papers and come to the US.'
Harikishandas gets annoyed, "You scoundrel .. This is the last sentence I told you many times.."
The voice on the phone says, 'Please finalize it, with those people around you.. give phone to Rajabhai..' Harikishandas hands the phone to Rajabhai...
"Rajabhai, make the final statement.."
Rajabhai speaks lovingly, "Did you eat something, uncle?"
Harikishandas suddenly starts shouting, his entire body vibrates.. "You all are motherfuckers.. You are killing agents.. my son is a scoundrel."
Rajabhai smiles.. "Oh, uncle.. No swearing.."
Harikishandas gets even more agitated and says, "I don't eat from your father... your mother is a whore.."
Miki comes from behind and puts a wire around Harikishandas's neck...
Ajay comes with tea.. and Rajabhai calmly takes tea...
Harikishandas is still fidgeting...
Ajay and Hasan sit in front and start having tea...
Rajabhai says, "Hasan, my friend, please get some biscuits."
Harikishandas may be old, but he's still fighting back...
He's agitated and fidgety, but Ajay comes to help Miki and Harikishandas calm down...
Ajay takes out some scent from his pocket and spreads it around.
Miki wipes her sweat and says, "The cunt, the old man was really heavy."
She comes to get some tea.
Miki says, "Hey, who made this tea? It's heavily sweet!"
Rajabhai responds, "Hasan, hang the old man to the ceiling fan..."
He takes out a piece of paper from his pocket and says, "Put this note in his pocket..."
Hasan replies, "Come on, man, it's getting late... have to go to the office in the morning."
***********
D'suza, "Undoubtedly, Raja's team is very strong...
they are solid businessmen."
Nilesh, "But D'suza, Vicky was not wrong? Now his son has recovered money from the flat, insurance, and even his father's body...
when we killed an old man, we gave his body to an NGO in Dharavi and said that it was Harikishandas's last wish to donate his body...otherwise, how could we dispose of the body?
Let's forget that we killed him, but his son didn't even express a desire to see his dead father's face...tell me..."
It makes Nilesh very sad...he swallows griff with a sad face.
"Oh God, may no one have such children...people can be so heartless!
Look, we are just doing business, what's wrong with that?
If we don't do it, will these people not do their job?
And now the son gave the contract of his father's murder for the sake of insurance, what can we do?
But at least we got the money from the loot, right?
Why sell the liver then?"
He is emotional again...
"Besides, Balyamama is a heavy drunkard... no one cares about him...He is very poor...
I was a kid.. He used to carry me on his shoulders to the village fair... At that time he didn't even have slippers on his feet. (Lost in the past) We used to have so much fun. The poor guy, after working hard, used to buy me a Ten paisa lemon candy and peanuts.
Well, we did something good, didn't we? We will get the blessings.
Hey, D'suza, what is money? In the next robbery, your share of three hundred thousand will be more than mine. Happy?"
D'suza replied, "You are impossible, you always convince me."
Nilesh's phone rings.
Monica is on the other end.
Monica is at the NGO office for anti-human trafficking in Dharavi, a highly congested area with a lot of aimless wanderers around...
The office is on the upper floor of an old two-story hut, with a small flex board of the NGO outside...
Monica is sitting with Jignesh, two other girls, and a sixty-year-old woman in a lawyer's dress.
Monica,, "Thank you, Papa. You are my idol, Papa. Thanks... Mom, give me your number... I love you, Papa."
Nilesh, with a lot of love, asks, "I know beta, but thanks for what?"
Monica says, "You motivated Viki Harikishandas for his father's organ donation. And also arranged for Balyamama's liver transplant. I'm proud of you, Papa."
Nilesh is silent, his face dries up, and he leans back on the seat.
The loud horn of Pande's train is heard,..
another passing train has eaten up the phone's voice.. inaudible.
Then there's only the sound of the tracks...
Nilesh picks up the phone, his face full of fear, and the lights inside turn off...
The train is moving through a tunnel, and it's dark...
A terrible scream of a woman is heard, and everything turns into darkness.
(...What happened next?...)
END OF PART 1