'In the case of CA Shantanu Bansal versus Kidwai and Company,'
'EOD arrested Chetan Kidwai for forgery.'
'CA Shantanu Bansal was granted bail.'
'When making the accusation, the news was on prime time, '
'and at the time of acquittal,'
'it was on page 11 of the local newspaper.'
Pathak sir, my request to the Disciplinary Committee is
that the Council should also close CA Shantanu Bansal's case.
Look,
even though the EOD has given a clean chit,
but the Disciplinary Committee
wants to review the accounts of Shantanu Bansal
for professional negligence.
The Committee grants the defendant
two weeks to present witnesses.
Until then, Shantanu Bansal...
Your CA practice is suspended indefinitely.
Have you settled into your new PG, son?
Yes, aunt. -That's great.
How is Shanky now?
He's the same as when you left two weeks ago.
He mostly doesn't leave his room.
Actually, he hasn't been able to forget things.
Okay. -Excuse me.
Does Shantanu Bansal live here?
Here, dear.
Aunt... Aunt, please.
I've already had two 'kachoris'.
Oh! These are special 'kachoris' from Jamnapaar.
Having two is just a starter.
If you are on a diet, I can
use the tissue to remove all the oil.
Instant low-fat 'kachori'. -No.
Just give it as it is.
Really? Sure? -No problem.
Okay. -Thank you.
What?
I was giving it to her itself.
Have some tea, dear.
So, Sara... What did you say your name was? Sara what?
Sara Mahajan.
Mahajan.
Punjabi...
So...
Shaan and yourself...
How do you know each other?
I have a cafe, and Shank...
Shaan...
Shaan? -Sorry, Shanky.
Shanky used to help with taxation, so...
He's a champion in taxation.
He topped in Delhi.
Pushpa...
Bring out that clipping.
The one with his name in the paper. -Yes. I'll get it.
Uncle, can I meet Shanky?
Sara, what are you doing here?
Can I come in?
Yes.
Hi. -Hi.
Sit. -It's...
It's okay. -Thank you.
How are you?
Listen, I'm sorry.
I made a mistake. I should have answered your calls.
No, don't be.
It's okay.
I made my share of mistakes too.
Tell me one thing.
In all this time,
did you ever tell me the truth about anything?
Shanky?
When we were kids, we all used to sleep on this terrace.
Dad, me, Shailja, mom.
We would set up the beds here.
I found the big buildings across the bridge
and the passing flights very interesting.
I used to keep asking dad,
"Dad, what's on the other side of the Jamuna?"
So dad would say, half-asleep,
"There's another world over there."
"When you grow up, you'll see for yourself."
"Now, go to sleep."
I used to trouble him a lot.
Then I grew up and became a CA.
Never got the chance to see the world.
Then, when I first went outside Jamnapaar,
I understood what dad meant,
that every city has two cities within it.
One city wants to become like the other,
and the other always says, "We're full!"
You see,
if we drop the pretense for five minutes,
we can't even talk without being awkward.
How can we?
We have nothing in common.
Sara, here nobody drinks coffee with roasted beans
with avocado toast.
Here we drink ginger tea from the tea shop,
with rusk.
Here nobody goes to nightclubs paying 1500 bucks
to drink alcohol and dance to techno music.
Here we park the car at the corner of the street,
play Bollywood music at full volume,
open bottles and have a party.
Nobody listens to English songs here.
We only learned the chorus of "Summer of 69"
to save face at office parties.
I never traveled abroad.
The first stamp on the passport here
either comes from an office trip or a honeymoon.
And we have an ethnic accent.
Nobody here watches reruns of "Friends" at dinner.
Here we can't eat without watching Kapil Sharma,
with the whole family.
But when I first crossed the bridge,
I realized that all of Delhi
makes fun of us for these things.
Judges us.
But hearing the same thing repeatedly
doesn't develop a sense of humor
but self-doubt.
No matter if you top in Delhi,
or work in the biggest MNC,
or wear the most expensive branded clothes...
if someone asks us our area,
I swear, we can't breathe.
Sara, you won't understand.
This lifelong inferiority complex
doesn't go away in one day.
So I lied.
I just...
wanted someone to recognize me for my capabilities once in life
not because of my pin code.
You know, Shanky,
both my parents are IITians.
And I sell coffee in Hauz Khas.
And
they never miss an opportunity to
publicly express
how much of an embarrassment I am to them.
Don't take me wrong. I'm not saying
my life is tougher than yours.
But I just crave for that one day
that my parents just...
just look at me and say
"Sara, whatever you're doing,"
"however you're doing it,"
"we are proud of you"
"and we're happy for you"
"and we love you."
But it's not like that.
Whereas your parents,
your friends, your community
stood by you when you abandoned them.
In fact, after all this,
the way your parents talk about you,
your achievements,
I wish I had that.
Shanky,
the corner of the city we live doesn't define our life.
The kind of people we get in our life
defines our life.
So, yeah, I would
happily switch my life with yours
if I had the chance.
Take care.
And...
Not every South Delhi girl
makes friends based on pin codes.
I am happy to make my first friend from Jamnapaar.
For that, you have to be happy being from Jamnapaar.
'When the journey is long'
'you often make the mistake of falling asleep'
'and miss your station.'
'But the amazing thing is'
'that you just need to change platforms'
'and catch another metro.'
'Because like life, the metro'
'always gives you a chance to return home.'
Sir, with the grace of the Goddess, our case is quite strong.
An employee of Kidwai has given a statement in our favor.
If Sachdeva sir shows a little kindness,
everything will be settled peacefully.
But will he
remain a CA?
Do you want me to write it on stamp paper?
He will remain.
Mr. Sachdeva,
does the EOD want to push any more charges on the defendant?
No, sir.
The respondent has cooperated
with our department in the old files as well.
And he has provided
the information we needed.
Thank you, Mr. Sachdeva.
You have saved us a lot of time.
So now, only the formality remains.
Shantanu Bansal, do you plead guilty?
Does it hurt a lot, mom?
No.
Absolutely not.
Just seeing you makes everything alright.
The doctor simply put this plaster.
I'm sorry, mom.
Why are you apologizing?
For leaving you hungry
on Ahoi Ashtami.
For not being there
with you during your accident.
And most of all,
for being a terrible son.
Forgive me, mom.
Shankuda!
Listen...
I'm sorry, mom.
Don't say that.
These things happen in a family.
Right?
You're not a bad son at all.
Anyone in your place
could have wandered the same way.
What's important?
That you're back.
Let me see.
You don't look like a chartered accountant when you're sad.
Get up!
We've arranged the Satyanarayan puja for you tomorrow.
I need to make 'halwa'. -No, mom!
You'll sit here, you won't do any work.
Then who... -All preparations are done.
Sister!
Since when did you start calling Shailja sister? Wow!
She is sister Varsha.
Until you're completely fine, she'll help us.
Son, it will cost a lot.
I'm not that sick, I can manage everything myself.
You think she'll understand our taste
in just one day, right?
Aunt,
you're the one who taught me to make it on the video call.
Remember?
Come on.
It's well made.
So, mom,
now you tell Varsha all the work,
she'll do it.
I'll go invite Paras.
Okay.
And don't you dare think about all this! Okay?
My... -Where is it?
I came for my watch.
I'll be back.
Dad... -Yes?
I wanted to talk to you about something.
Oh gosh.
Son, the revision classes
are going on. Exams are nearing.
Is it important? Do you need to do it now?
No, you go ahead.
We'll talk later.
Okay. I'll leave.
Okay? -Yes.
I'll take your leave.
Shailja, I can't sleep.
Want to hear a story?
Yes, tell me.
It's been many years anyway. Right?
Story.
In Kaziranga,
there was a rhino named Tipu.
Who always used to stay outside his home in the pond.
That same Tipu Rhino.
Haven't you learned any new stories in all these years?
Do you still remember it?
Obviously.
When hunters set fire to the whole jungle,
everyone thought Tipu couldn't do anything.
But in the end, Tipu saved everyone's lives.
What stupid stories there were in childhood.
Tipu Rhino.
No.
The story wasn't stupid.
We just misunderstood.
Our attention
was on characters like Doctor Ballu Monkey
and Advocate Pinky Fox.
Pinky.
Because they were entertaining characters.
But poor Tipu...
Tipu always remained in the background.
In the pond. -Actually,
Tipu wasn't just for himself,
but he stood for everyone.
So when other animals
got trapped in the hunters' traps
out of greed for fruits and flowers,
Tipu fought alone against the hunters
and saved the entire jungle.
I don't know... From childhood,
we're taught so many definitions of heroes.
But in the true sense, the hero of the story
is Tipu.
I'm sorry, Shailja.
I spoke very ill about you.
And you even endured it.
I'm sorry.
The real hero of this family
is you.
And you've not just set an example for me,
but a standard.
Thank you.
Just a minute!
Are you calling me Tipu Rhino?
No. Tipu Rhinoceros.
Pass me the bed. -Yes.
Here you go.
Priest... -Put it up.
Hurry up. -Paras...
Where are the envelopes?
I gave them to Shailja. -Greetings.
Greetings.
Bring the water.
Yeah. Sodhi...
Heera isn't answering his phone...
Dad, I wanted to talk to you. -What?
I wanted to talk to you.
Son, how can I talk in this commotion?
The puja is about to start.
Sodhi, go with him.
Bring the offerings. -Yes.
Both of you bring it.
Be careful.
Why are you asking me?
Talk to Ashu, man to man.
Bro, I sent 4 texts, but he isn't replying.
Let's go to his shop.
Sir, I told you earlier there's no guarantee for local goods.
Stop your nonsense about type-C.
You will be fully charged!
That's my guarantee.
Seems like a ruckus! Call Dagar!
Shanky! -What's the matter here?
Shanky, wait, man. -What happened, brother?
How can you touch me?
How dare you hit him!
Darn him!
He will die!
Ashu, breathe!
My ears are buzzing.
You're badly wounded.
He beat a lot. -Have you lost it?
Shanky, because of you we keep getting beaten up.
Getting beaten up in a protest seems cool, you get a few likes.
But here,
we got humiliated, got beaten up,
and he took the offering money too.
What will I tell uncle now?
Sodhi, his favorite pastime is
causing trouble at my shop. Favorite!
Ashu, I came to say sorry, brother.
Bro, tell him not to apologize! I swear to God...
I won't see his face again! -Ashu!
Why are you talking like this, man?
Bro, you were right.
I belong here and I will stay here.
But no matter what, you guys are my friends.
I don't need anything else.
Ashu?
I'm sorry.
And I miss you.
Huh!
Oh my!
Man, what disease did you bring from South Delhi?
Bro, Ashu, forgive him
before he gets up and smooches you.
Tell him that in Jamnapaar,
you don't get forgiveness and smooches like this.
You have to put in effort. Effort.
You make an effort, and you kickstart the Bullet.
We're getting late for the puja. -Come on.
(Sanskrit Chants)
In this manner, the King was burning in the fire of repentance.
To seek relief, he went to his Guru.
The Guru suggested that he listen to the story of Lord Satyanarayan.
Following the Guru's advice,
he listened to the story of Lord Satyanarayan twice.
The third time,
when he still did not find mental peace after listening to the story,
Lord Satyanarayan appeared in his dream
and said that asking for forgiveness is not true repentance.
True repentance means
that the person who repents should perform such actions
that not only correct his own mistakes
but also serve as a lesson for others.
This is the true meaning of repentance.
I asked, Shantanu Bansal, do you plead guilty?
Sir, before I answer,
may I say something?
Go ahead. We have 15 minutes left.
Sir, I want to say thank you
to all the CAs of Jamnapaar
who protested together for my bail.
To Mr. Sachdeva as well.
Even while I was in custody,
he gave me the chance to prove myself.
And to this Council
for remaining unbiased in the proceedings.
Really...
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Because of you all today,
I will be able to resume my CA practice
without any penalty.
Now this case will go public.
And other CAs will read about it and
they'll also sense that
justice is still alive.
Then perhaps if someone,
due to someone else's influence, commits a mistake,
the Council will understand them.
But sir, there will also be some people who'll think that
they can get away with some mischief.
It won't amount to much.
Sir, it's true
Kidwai and Co indeed forged
my signatures on the balance sheet.
But the truth is also that
I wasn't far from signing it myself, sir.
Shanky, what are you saying?
Rajat Thapar,
the main benefactor
is still absconding with the taxpayers' money of this country.
The taxpayer's money
whose protection is entrusted
to a CA by this Council.
So, yes.
I do plead guilty.
Who behaves like this in a courtroom?
I have never seen anything like this in my entire career!
It was only because of Mr. Pathak
that Shanky was given just a 12-month suspension.
Otherwise, your son...
would have gotten all three of our licenses canceled!
Why don't you teach your son something?
He has taught him!
That's why he is so capable.
Mr. Bansal,
I've seen a lot of people break in the EOD,
but today, for the first time, I'm seeing someone being made.
Mr. Bansal, as good a teacher as you are,
you are just as good a father.
And Shanky,
I hope we never meet again.
Dad, please!
Please don't embarrass me.
You really don't need to do all this.
How can I drink with you like this?
Hold your horses!
Dad! Tilt it while pouring.
Otherwise, all the foam will spill over.
You have to tilt it like this while pouring.
There's no place left. Take this one.
How? -Tilt the glass like this.
Like this? -Yes. Now pour.
I've been learning a lot from you since this morning.
Proud of you.
That's enough for me.
Cheers. -Cheers.
The last time I said 'proud of you', you ran away from home.
You kicked me out.
What?
You kicked me out.
Who said "noodle stall"?
Dad,
I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a long time.
I'm sorry, dad.
I don't why I spoke ill regarding
you and your Institute.
I don't know why I started feeling that
the whole of Jamnapaar was trying to pull me back.
And I felt that if I could cross this bridge,
all my problems would be solved.
So?
Did they get solved?
All of Delhi is across the Jamuna river, son.
Whether you look from here or from there.
So what's the point of crossing this bridge?
Hmm? And this...
iron bridge
this shiny signature bridge
these are very small bridges.
The biggest bridge is here.
It's important to cross this one.
And that happens when a person starts telling the truth to themselves.
Which I have just started doing.
And I've realized that
as a teacher, I'm decent,
but as a businessman, I'm worthless.
I mean, see for yourself,
I almost signed a deal with Uncoaching.
DJ...
who treated our Institute,
our business like his own for so many years, I fired him.
Then you.
You're not cut out for business
I tried to put you in charge,
as if some book of the Baniya community says
if a person is born a Baniya, they must do business.
And for all that, I'm very sorry, son.
Dad, why
haven't we ever talked openly like this before?
Yes, we never did.
Well, since you've extended a hand of friendship,
it will happen gradually.
Yes.
'This is Laxmi Nagar station.'
'They say the journey is more memorable than the destination.'
'Whether it's the metro or life'
'your co-passengers make the journey memorable.'
Jamuna has become quite clean now.
If it continues like this,
it will become more beautiful than the Thames.
Someone's soft skills have really improved.
I'm impressed.
By the way, can I ask you something?
Ask.
How did you have so much confidence in me?
Some things
have no logic.
Oh, sir!
We understand.
Uncoaching has set up a center in Mandi.
But in the last 50 years,
no teacher union has been formed here, so how will it happen now?
No one can unite Mandi!
I don't know about 50 years,
but in the last week, I realized
that Mandi can be united.
Give me another tea.
How is that possible, Mr. Bansal?
By making Mr. Rana the president of the union.
Mohan, where are the stock statements for the last three months?
They've been uploaded on the bank's website.
Great.
Here, sign it then.
Sign?
You're the CA, Mr. Mohan.
I'm just a consultant.
Oh, sir...
Family.
Jamnapaar! Jamnapaar!
Boo!
"Kings are born in Jamnapaar!"
"Kings are born..." -Shanky, what are you doing?
Let me give it back to them!
"Kings are born in Jamnapaar!"
"Lovers are born in Jamnapaar!"
"For hundreds, just one friend is enough!"
"My Qutub Minar is bigger than your ego!"
"Kings are born in Jamnapaar!"
Kings are born in Jamnapaar! -Jamnapaar!
"Kings are born in Jamnapaar!"
"Lovers are born in Jamnapaar!"
Hey! He's our brother!
We have standards too!
Move aside! -So what if we're from Jamnapaar!
If you have standards, come to Jamnapaar!
We'll show you! Come there!
'Whether it's the metro or life'
'as the caravan moves forward'
'co-passengers get off at their respective stations and depart.'
'But when the morning train's passengers meet again in the evening,'
'it feels like you've finally'
'returned home.'
'Right?'
'The next station...'