'I've called Pintu over.'
'You need someone by your side who truly cares about you.'
'One tight slap from me and'
'you'll come to your senses.'
'But even if I have to lay down my life for you,'
'I won't regret it one bit.'
'In fact, I'd be happy knowing'
'I was there for my friend when it mattered.'
'Love you, buddy.' - 'Go tell Shanvika that.'
'I'm not going anywhere.'
'Your mind seems elsewhere.'
'No, it's nothing like that.'
'Really?'
'You may be the DM of Sitaarpur now,'
'but to me, you're still the same old Kuldeep.'
'Whatever is going on in your heart and mind,'
'I can read it right off your face.'
'I brought something for you.'
'Take a look.' - 'What is this?'
Dad, please switch off the light.
How long will you remain lost in the darkness, son?
You must step into the light eventually.
You know very well how to face hardships,
but what else fate may have in store for us,
no one knows.
That's the truth, son.
And another truth is,
if you've already stepped onto the battlefield,
then fight like a true warrior.
Don't judge me by my tears, Dad.
Trust me, I won't be defeated.
Son, before making your next move,
you need to be extremely cautious.
I admit I don't trust those two uncles.
They're both hardened criminals and wicked men.
The fact that they're staying here
means they surely have an ulterior motive.
Don't worry.
I won't let either of them stay here.
Hey, tell me something.
Yeah? - Pintu was
only a friend to Kuldeep.
Why was he crying so much?
Listen, Saadhu,
there's no need to overthink it.
Daddu sent us here to protect Mala
and for a specific purpose.
Let's focus all our attention on that alone.
Come on.
I know you're deeply troubled.
You haven't just lost a friend,
you've lost a part of your life.
But, how long will you stay like this?
What happened to Pintu can't happen to you.
To survive here, you need to gain power, Shanvika.
You need to enter politics.
Politics has already slipped out of Daddu Prasad's hands.
If you stand with me,
I can achieve that too.
Answer it.
It must be Shanvika Chauhan.
What?
What are you saying?
Oh, don't be surprised.
I know everything.
When I first found out,
I felt like
shooting you right then and there.
But then I thought,
what's the point of killing a loser like you?
Someone who has spent his entire life
living off his forefathers' wealth
and doing nothing but indulging himself.
Why are you saying all this today?
No.
I don't leave things unfinished.
Even after marrying me,
you kept chasing cheap women.
You kept avoiding me.
And now you're after Shanvika Chauhan.
You've started falling for her.
Or do you simply want to satisfy your ego?
Don't you think you've gone a bit too far?
Kunwar Ugranarayan Singh.
I grant you permission.
Go ahead.
Win over Shanvika Chauhan.
If you succeed,
I will remain your slave for the rest of my life.
Otherwise, you'll lose the right to call yourself my husband.
Mohini.
I respect you.
But, that doesn't mean
I've given you the right to insult me.
You challenged me.
I accept.
I will win Shanvika over.
But, along with that, for this audacity of yours,
I will make you my slave as well.
I'll be waiting.
Win this battle,
Ugranarayan Singh.
Hey, Kundan was right.
Looks come first. - Yeah.
It turned out really well. - Absolutely.
Hey, Kuldeep.
Good morning, Kuldeep.
A very good morning, Kuldeep.
Would you mind if we sat here
and had breakfast with you?
I've heard that
when you sit and eat
with influential people,
you become important yourself.
Who knows, I might become IAS officer too.
Why are you worrying?
He's family now. He won't mind.
Sit wherever you like and eat whatever you like.
Please have breakfast.
Then I'll drop both of you at Daddu's house.
Don't come here again without my permission.
What are you saying, Kuldeep?
I can't allow them to stay here.
But, he's my uncle.
They'll have to leave today.
Bring the car around.
Hello, Mr. Bansal. - Hello.
Please come in.
Sir,
Mr. Sumit Bansal is here.
Send him in.
Please come in, sir.
Greetings, sir. - Greetings.
How are you? - Very well, sir.
I have your blessings.
I'm the luckiest person.
Please have some tea. - Sure.
Everything at the site is progressing properly.
Yes, sir.
I just wanted to discuss two things.
I got this contract because of you.
Otherwise,
I wouldn't stand a chance against Daddu and Kunwar.
And secondly, sir,
I have a track record.
I've never carried out
any work through illegal means.
You can verify it if you wish.
That won't be necessary, Mr. Bansal.
By the way,
why do you want to do business only in Sitaarpur?
Sir,
Sitaarpur is a goldmine
for mining businesses.
Then let me give you a piece of advice.
I'm listening, sir.
Shanvika Chauhan.
Go and meet her.
Okay, sir.
Hello, Mr. Bansal.
Greetings, Shanvika.
Please, have a seat.
You haven't had anything?
Shanvika, I usually don't
eat or drink outside,
but I'll definitely have tea here.
You certainly should.
There's magic in our tea.
Whoever drinks it becomes one of us.
Let me get straight to the point, Shanvika.
I want to do business in Sitaarpur.
On a large scale.
This is the era of the young.
You're young and influential.
You can have a long political career ahead of you.
The DM has already told me everything about you.
I want my company to cover
whatever expenses are needed
to establish your political career.
And in return, you'll allow me to
do business freely in Sitaarpur.
With your protection as well.
Did I say something wrong?
No, it's just that
you're only telling half the story.
Not the whole thing.
I didn't get you.
Sitaarpur belonged to my father.
Now it belongs to me.
You'll do business in Sitaarpur,
and I'll do politics.
So, whatever profit you make,
50 percent of it will be mine.
Fifty percent?
That's too much.
I'll be taking a loss.
You're dealing with Shanvika.
You won't suffer a loss. You'll make a profit.
And if you don't accept my condition,
then your first business venture
in Sitaarpur will also be your last.
The rest is up to you. Think carefully and decide.
If I waste time thinking,
time will slip away.
I accept your proposal.
Then go ahead,
have some tea.
What did you order, Singh?
Pizza, sir. - What?
Oh, okay.
Sir, what do you think
will happen next?
Because we've been completely wiped out.
Singh, the thing is,
that's the magic of Indian politics.
Even a thug
from your own caste
becomes a hero.
And even a saint from another caste
becomes the villain.
When it comes to caste equations,
there isn't a soul
in Sitaarpur
who can challenge
Daddu Prasad.
Today's generation is a bit progressive.
They're gradually rising above caste and...
Hey, you idiot!
At a time like this,
you should be boosting my morale,
not dragging it further into the ground!
Sir,
there's a difference
between morale and luck, sir.
Luck is always...
It is terrible, sir.
It is good.
I was talking about this, sir.
I mean, it tastes good.
So, you want to contest the election.
You want to become an MLA.
You want to enter politics.
Not at all.
I have no interest in politics.
But, I do have a dream.
To take that seat away from Daddu Prasad.
Because my father gave it to him.
He won because of my father.
Once I take that seat from him,
the politics of Sitaarpur will be yours.
What are you thinking, Kunwar?
This is the final stage of my revenge.
All right.
I'll give you
what you want.
I'll speak to the Chief Minister about your ticket.
But in return,
you'll have to give me
what I want from you.
Promise me.
You have my word.
'I can hand over Sitaarpur to you on one condition.'
'Daddu and Kunwar'
'must lose the ground beneath their feet.'
'Shanvika Chauhan is playing a game of chess with us.'
'I'll deal with Shanvika Chauhan.'
'But, it's time to put Kunwar in his place.'
'I've kept my promise.'
'Now, it's your turn to keep yours.'
'According to our internal information,'
'Shanvika's side is losing strength, sir.'
'Daddu has strong support from the youth.'
'Then give me an idea. - There is one way.'