Dracula Sir (2020)

[bunniefuu]

Wait, wait...

Bring him out.

Nineteen seventy one.

A winter morning in Kolkata.

I was afraid.

Look ahead...

Chinese border.

Your chairman is sitting on a chair.

Go...

I'm letting you go... Go...

Run... Run!

Run!

I was thinking...

How fast do I need to run
to outpace the b*llet?

KOLKATA 2020

Bultai! Bultai!

Come back.
Sir will be here.

It's ready!
I've written it.

Don't worry.

Sit down.

"DRACULA SIR"

It wasn't me, sir.

Do you know who wrote "Dracula"?

I know, sir.

Written by Haridas Bandyopadhyay.
This is Prakash's book.

KOLKATA'S DRACULA
HARIDAS BANDOPADHYAY

"DRACULA SIR"

"Kinu milkman's lane.

Two storied building
guarded by iron gates.

Ground floor room
next to the road.

"THE FLUTE"
RABINDRANATH TAGORE

The damp walls have chipped away.

The damp marks on the wall.

A picture bound in American canvas.

Along with a picture of Lord Ganesha
by the door.

Apart from me,
there's a another living being in the room.

Under the same rent.

That's a lizard.

AMOL SHOM


Today is Amol's birthday.

Comrade Amol Shom.

No one could find him.

Amol could not be found anywhere.

At that time...

like thousands of other young people...

Amol, too, was missing.

Just look at me...

I'm just wasting your time.

- Please forgive me.
- No, I came here on my own.

Thank you... Thank you...

Actually, you know...

Forgetting is human nature.

Who remembers?

It happened such a long time ago.

That was the last awakening
of the Bengalis.

The last wish.

AMOL SHOM


CHAPTER 1
TENANT ON THE GROUND FLOOR

Raktim!

Oh, Raktim!

Have you gone deaf?

Who's going to switch off the light?
My father?

It was switched on all of last night.

You've difficulty paying just the rent.

Remember how much the electricity bill
was last month?

Raktim?

Oh, Raktim!

Hiding downstairs for sure.

- I'll switch it off.
- Why?

Why would you switch it off?

Is it your responsibility?

Is he paying you?

Hey, Sabita.
Let him know.

He should vacate soon.

Paresh's uncle...

He has told me.

He has promised to pay me double rent.

He'll move in at a minute's notice.

And after that I'll throw him out.

Just wait and watch.

Hey.

You aren't asleep yet?

Go to bed!

He won't fall asleep.

No matter how late it is.
He'll stay up.

He won't sleep.

Raktim!

Raktim!

What's happened?

Are you dead?
What the hell!

Raktim!

Have you seen what a sly man he is?

He isn't making a sound.

Raktim!

Hey, Raktim!

Were you calling me?

That was ages back.

I was in the bathroom.

This naughty boy is not falling asleep.

Put him to sleep.

Why do I have to repeat myself every day?

Bultai will go to sleep by himself.

Please don't give me that story.

Go.

Raktim, put him to sleep.

Son of a b♪♪♪h!

Only you can teach him a lesson.

Bultai...

Where are you off to?

Bultai.

- Come, come, come with me...
- Please let me go...

Let go of me.
I'm not feeling well today.

- Hey! Hey!
- Let me go.

When you eat you don't remember your body?

I'll show you. Wait!

You were rotting in a dump.

I got you out of there.

Was it for nothing?
Huh?

Get in!

Acting coy, huh?

Mom!

Where will you go?

Where will you run to?

How far can you run away?

Hello, Raktim?

Hello?

Please hold. One minute.

Sir... Dracula sir...

Hmm...

Hello, sir.

Is this Dracula sir?

My name is Raktim Chowdhury.

We've heard the name Dracula sir
so much...

Heard a lot about you from Head sir.

He gave me your number.

I wanted to talk to you.

Yes, tell me.

Well...

I make films.

Bengali films. Director.

There's a small role.

I have to act?

It's a very small role.
Just a day's work.

But it's highly impactful.

You'll appear in one scene
and steal the show. Simple.

No, no, no.
I can't act at all.

Leave that to me.

Manik could make anyone act.

No... I can't... Please believe me.

I really can't.
I can't act.

Listen... Listen...

Before you hang up,
you should consider...

who you are refusing.

DAINIK BARTA
ALAS VIDYASAGAR

Just look at the news, Swagata.

They have desecrated Vidyasagar's statue.

- Can I see that, madam?
- Here.

These are the dark days, sir.

- No respect for him in life or death.
- Disgusting! You're right.

- Our society is not civilized enough for him.
- The culture has gone for a toss.

You're correct.

Please remain sitting.

Have you seen the news?

What's your opinion about it?

Read it.

My opinion...

You'll spend the rest of your life
as the school's temporary Bengali teacher.

That's what you're thinking, right?

They're not making me permanent, sir.

Do you give tuition?

You don't? Why?

The parents are scared,
you might bite the kids?

You can't sustain
on a temporary teacher's salary.

You'll be homeless if you lose this job.

Sir, it would be great
if you could help me with the situation.

Subhankar is the son of our trustee.

You couldn't even honour his request.

I can't act, sir.
I can't do it.

Do you think
you know how to teach Bengali?

I try.

Try the acting thing too.

Then I'll try too...

so that you get a permanent position.

There might be something
in the handicapped quota.

Why don't you get a card
showing your teeth?

Call him and apologise.
It'll be good for you.

Hey Raktim!

You gave up the opportunity
to act in a film?

My daughter is still trying
to catch a break.

So what role did they offer you?
A monster or something?

Might be a mythological show.

Where will you go?

Where will you run to?

How far will you run?

Let's see...

Now this side...

Can you open your mouth wider?

It's looking a little bigger than before.

It's rare but this can happen.

I don't understand all that, Doc.

I just want to get rid of the teeth.

You have said that before too.
Came in twice before.

Then you just disappeared without a trace.

You can't be so scared.

I lost rest of the milk teeth except for
these two.

My mom asked me
not to get them extracted.

But now I've had enough.
Please take them out.

It's easier said than done.

There are lots of things to be done first.

We have to do X-rays.
See the teeth's positioning...

Isn't it?

You know what the other thing is?

Culturally, we are all scared
to be different.

We want to be alike.
In the same group.

We want to eat the same food.
We want to think alike.

We want to wear the same clothes.

We want to all look the same.

It's called mediocrity.

But if someone is a little different
then done.

People feel threatened.

Then everyone tries to get him
to their team.

And I'll try to help you in this endeavour
definitely.

That means I'll extract your teeth.

But think about it...

When the teeth have come into existence...

There must be a reason.

Those teeth
are trying to make you different.

There are definitely possibilities in you.

Please think about it.

Oh! You're here!

I got your photo last night.
I'm Trisha, the assistant director.

Please come with me.

How much longer...

Lunch is served.

Please eat.

Cut!

Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant!

- Where is Dracula sir? Okay.
- I'll call him.

Where's the water?

Excellent! Excellent!

Romila, the next scene is with Dracula sir.

- Oh, the real Dracula!
- Yes, yes!

What are you doing here?
The shot is ready.

Give me your plate.
You can eat later.

Come with me.

Please hurry up.

- Subhankar, I was looking fat.
- No, no. You were looking beautiful!

Sir... Dracula sir is here.

Oh wow!

The look is suiting you.

I'm Subhankar Banerjee, the director.

I had called you.

- Hope you've eaten.
- The next scene.

- Some tea... Production!
- No, no...

- Don't bother...
- I'm done... Mirror!

- Anyway...
- Okay!

Romila, then let's rehearse the scene.

Wait, Subhankar.

I have a scene with him.
Let me get to know him.

We should get comfortable before the scene.

Dracula sir!

Do you really have huge teeth?

Show them, please.

The heroine is asking you.
Show her.

Please show your teeth.

Actually, I really like looking
at rare things.

Please show me.

Please open your mouth and show me.

- Take his handkerchief.
- Give it me. Come on.

Please show me, sir.
It's okay.

You've here to show your teeth.
What's your problem?

Subhankar, he'll show it to us himself.
Isn't it, sir?

It's okay.

- Show us.
- Show us.

Just show it.

Oh my God! Scary, Subhankar!

It takes a lot of effort to make films.

Well, you know the budget
for graphics...

Good.

Okay, let's go for the scene.
Let me explain.

Raktim, should we start?

Okay, silence!

The crane will come down like this.

Here it comes...
It's right here...

The camera moves this way...

- Where's Romila?
- Right here. Tell me.

We'll capture the full moon
then we'll come down...

Then the camera moves to the car.

- You'll be driving the car.
- Okay, I'll be driving the car.

You're still driving.
You suddenly hit the brakes.

I've thought about crossing paths with you
so many times.

I'll hit the brakes when I see you.

The car will come to a screeching halt.

I'll walk towards you.

And you'll come to me.

And then...

Then...

Then what you do is...
You're going to kiss her...

But you don't.

You bite her on the neck. Okay?

What do you mean?
Tell him properly.

Don't actually bite.
You just have to pretend.

You have to do it very technically. Clear?

Then...

Then...

Hey! Idiot!

What are you doing?

Why are rubbing your nose on my neck?
Subhankar, come here!

- Come here!
- Get her tissues.

- What happened?
- See what he's doing.

Doesn't know the technique
and he's come to act!

I've told you not to cast me
in low budget films.

Who is he? Sort this out first
or I won't give the shot.

- No, I mean...
- Romila, wait...

Today is the only day we have the floor.
Romila, please...

I can't help it.
First, you teach him. Nonsense!

What did you do?

I told you to do it technically.

What are you doing?

Can't even do a simple thing.

Who casts these people?

Just showed up with his big teeth!

Where will you go?

Where will you run to?

"Chandana's Love"


And action!

How far will you run?

I've thought about crossing paths with you
so many times.

"This valley of death is not my country."

The car will come to a screeching halt.

"This immense graveyard
is not my country."

I'll walk towards to you.

And you'll come to me.

And then...

"This executioner's stage..."

Then...

"...is not my country".

Then...

And then...

Then...

Then...

You...

And I...

And...

- He bit me!
- Cut it!

He really bit me...

Call an ambulance!

Contemporary commotion surrounds the grave

The familiar criminal noise bursts out

Contemporary commotion surrounds the grave

The familiar criminal noise bursts out

One by one, the houses fall apart
The water comes closer

You are in my spirit
I move away hastily

The darkness makes the heart grow fonder
Forgive me if you can

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

The darkness makes the heart grow fonder
Forgive me if you can

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

There he is!

- Get off the car. Catch him!
- Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Stop right there!
Stop!

- Hey! Come here! Stop!
- Where are you going?

- Please, please...
- Running away?

- Running away after biting the heroine?
- I'm not running away.

- I didn't bite her on purpose.
- Oh you didn't!

- I'm sorry. I just want to go home.
- Where do you stay?

- No, I didn't...
- Where is your home?

- Give him a good thrashing.
- He bit her!

- I'll explain...
- Want to be Dracula?

- Beat him up!
- Don't spare him.

- Bloody swine!
- Let's go!

Hey!

Let him be!

Enemies all around...

I'm tired of running.

Can you give me a place to hide, Manjari?

In your house?

Light and shadows play freely
in the night

The path seems distant
And all travel suspended

Light and shadows play freely
in the night

The path seems distant
And all travel suspended

The siren walks alone
There's silence in applause

Endless flowers bloom
in its fear of being extinct

I save a million words to describe you

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

I save a million words to describe you

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

Chapter 2
THE SOLDIER IN THE ATTIC

When did the attic come into existence...

or who discovered it?
I don't know.

But people have always used attics...

to hide things.

Everything that is old...
Everything that is a secret...

To protect it.

An attic in Kolkata in 1970
had to be dug up.

Where light can't penetrate.

I like the darkness, Manjari.

But I think I must leave now.

Where will you go?

Where will you run to?

How far will you run?

Our Chairman says
that death is heavy like a mountain.

Sometimes, I wish...

On a full moon night...

to lie under the open sky.

To count stars in the dark.

Fireflies would surround me.

After some time, it would be hard to tell
the difference between the stars...

and the fireflies.

My flute has lost it's music.

I had never imagined...

that I'll see you again
in a dark room like this.

I left you.

You didn't leave me.

You were following your dream.

Your dreams were very far away
from me.

How can that be your fault?

You still have memories of me.

I've saved you in my memories.

Do you want to see?

I brought you some clothes and...

Your late husband's clothes?

Let's hope they don't become
dead lover's clothes.

Please don't come to me like this, Manjari.

Leave the food near the stairs.

No need to come to the room.

Two. Three.

Four, five, six.

Baranagar, Purulia, Bahrampur, Naxalbari...
is on fire, Manjari.

Everywhere...

I know.

I stay up all night counting the shots
and the bombs.

I'm keeping an account.

I try to guess
which one was thrown by you.

Or which one hit me in the chest?

What's the point
of keeping count, Manjari?

Sooner or later,
the world will want to settle the score.

What if it doesn't?

I'll still keep counting.

And I'll feel that I was there with you
and the comrades.

You were there.

What are you doing here?

Just like that.

Me too.

The room stifles me.

Everyone seems very happy today.

Almost like the Kali festival.

Did India win a cricket match?

Aren't you happy?

I don't watch cricket.

Oh!

Sabita!

Hey, Sabita!

Sabita!

Hey, Sabita!

The most heartfelt love letters
in the world...

were written from the battlefront,
Manjari.

In a trench.

Covered in the smell of gunpowder.

Under the cold shadow of death...

None of them reached me.

"This valley of death is not my country...

This blood soaked slaughterhouse
is not my country...

This executioner's stage is not my country.

This immense graveyard is not my country.

This valley of death is not country."

What kind of a man are you?

Don't you know
why I keeping coming close to you?

What... What are you talking about?

I can't...

I can't take it anymore.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for shelter.

I want to spend my life with you.

Will you give me asylum?

Please don't push me away.

Please let go of me.
Please leave me.

What are you doing?
Please don't do this to me.

See...

The man that I am with right now
is no one to me.

He doesn't mean anything.

Every night...

is like a nightmare.

Let's run away, Raktim.
Together...

- Actually, my job...
- It's better to die than live like this.

I don't want any money.

I just need a human being.

You can't hide me here forever, Manjari.

You're national enemy if you do.

I'll not let you go anywhere, Amol.

I'll get comfortable
if I stay with you here.

Is that why I'm not allowed
inside the room?

You're scared
that you'll be happy with me?

This is not happiness, Manjari.
This is compromise.

This is not the time for the moon,
stars or fireflies.

Please don't misunderstand me.
I'm an ordinary man.

Why would I misunderstand you?

It's my fault.

I'm a widow with a small child.

Your revolution has made you very lonely.

Just like you had left me alone.

Why would you take my responsibility?

After you get a permanent job,
there'd be many suitors.

There would be no dearth
of loved ones, then.

- No, no...
- Keep quiet.

I've figured you out.

You wanted to stay here for less rent
by scaring a kid.

Go on...

You think I don't know
how spineless you are?

Live the rest of your life like a worm.

Anyway, no one will come close
because of those teeth.

Fear...

Fear is like a lane.

Whose walls are marked with revolution.

COMRADE
PICK UP THE r*fle

NAXALBARI WAY
IS OUR WAY

And conspiracy floats in the air.

Do you believe in rebirth?

- What do you mean?
- I mean...

I mean... Hey!

- Bloody idiot!
- Born again?

Who did Vidyasagar reborn as?

You know sometimes I think...

That I was Vidyasagar in my last birth.

What are you saying, Katu?

Not "Borno Porichoy",
the introduction to alphabets...

His real work was saving widows...

Do you know how many widows
there are in our neighbourhood?

- Huh?
- No.

Three and a half.
How many?

Three and a half.

- Why three and a half?
- This man knows everything.

- What?
- Why three and a half?

There were three widows.

I've rescued them.

There's half left.
Manjari.

Manjari.

But why half?

Why half?

Why half?

I had gone far away from you, Amol.

Why did you come back?

Why did you bring back the memories?

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I will be born again

I'll be the last to come home
Your time traveller

I will be born again

My face might change
But you'll know my voice

You can call me sorrow then

Let me be your sorrow then

You can call me sorrow then

MAHESHWAR HIGH SCHOOL
HOOGHLY ESTD 1970

Why do you want to be my sorrow?

There you are.

I was waiting for you.

Do you know what a huge loss
they've suffered?

Their sh**t has stopped.

Any idea how much money they've lost?

They could have handed you over
to the police.

Who, in their right mind,
would actually bite?

It was meant to be acting.

You just bit her?

How can you bite the heroine?
Horrible!

I made a huge mistake, sir.

And your sorry is meant to pardon
seven murders?

You think this is the school
that will do whatever you want?

And everyone will tolerate you?

- Sir, I didn't so it on purpose.
- Let it be.

I've understood your scope.

You are very dangerous.

How can I retain you in a school
full of kids?

Sir, I love kids.

And you'll bite them if you don't, huh?

Sir, I'll beg for their forgiveness.

Who will you say sorry to?

The trustee board
doesn't want to retain you.

You've brought dishonour
and shame to the entire school.

Disgusting!

Here's the letter.

Take it!

You don't have to come here anymore.
You can settle your accounts another day.

Sir, sir... Please don't do this... Please.

- Please don't do this to me, sir.
- Why? You didn't think of it while biting?

Please go and live in a zoo.
Okay?

You shouldn't be allowed
in the civilized society.

Why don't you join a circus?

- Sir, please... Sir...
- Get lost!

All the broken boats
They are never going to sail again

Memories are ancient

Your image becomes clear

You are a painful fiction

Just like the pain you suffer

All the broken boats
They are never going to sail again

Memories are ancient

I will be born again

I'll build you your playhouse

I will be born again

My face might change
But you'll know my voice

NO ONE IS RESPONSIBLE FOR MY DEATH
RAKTIM CHOWDHURY

You can call me sorrow then

Let me be your sorrow then

You can call me sorrow then

Why do you want to be my sorrow?

Sometimes I feel like...

To stand under the full moon night sky...

and count stars in the darkness.

Fireflies will surround me.

After sometime, it'd difficult to tell
the difference...

between the stars and the fireflies.

Manjari!

Are you trying to run away again, Amol?

How many times will you try to escape?

Don't leave, Amol.

CHAPTER 3
KOLKATA'S DRACULA

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

- Hey, stop it!
- Bang! Bang!

Hey! I said stop it!
- Bang! Bang!

Go and play on the terrace.

- Mom will come with me.
- No one will go with you.

You'll go alone.

Have I kept your mom
to only play with you?

You hurt my mom!
Bang! Bang!

- Bang! Bang!
- Wait you little imp!

- I'll get you!
- Bang! Bang!

- You b*stard!
- What's going on?

- I'll slap you hard!
- Bang! Bang!

Let him be.

He's just a kid.

Oh really!

- He's not a kid!
- Bultai...

- I'll drop him in the water tank below.
- Go play on the terrace.

Look at him wasting water.

Hey, Dracula sir!

Just wait and watch
what I do to you.

Excuse me.

Raktim!

- Please come upstairs.
- Mom.

- This will teach you a lesson.
- Mom.

Come as you are.

- Come fast.
- He's calling him again.

You're completely out of control.

Just wait.

Now, you'll know.

Now see who's here.

Why are you hiding now?

Please let him go.

Just shut up, b♪♪♪h!
Move out of the way.

- Shut him in the room inside.
- Mom.

Just show him
what a scary monster you are.

He's out of control. b*stard!

- Mom! Mom! Mom!
- Forget about your mom!

- Let me go!
- Take him away!

Let go of me!
Mom!

- Yes, take him away!
- Mom! Mom!

- Lock him up!
- Let me go!

- Scare him properly!
- Please let me go.

Let me go.

I'm scared...

Mom! Mom!

- Open the door! Open the door!
- Feeling scared...

- Open the door!
- If he's scared properly, he'll calm down.

- I'm scared, Mom.
- Your job is done. Leave.

- I'm feeling afraid, Mom.
- Go!

- Hey! I'm asking you to leave!
- I'm scared, Mom.

Please let me go...

Come.

- Come.
- Let me go.

- Let me go.
- Open the door.

- Please not today.
- You have to come, b♪♪♪h!

- I beg you, please let me go!
- Mom!

- Please let me go.
- Come with me. Rubbish!

- Mom!
- Let me go!

- Let go of me. Not today...
- Shut up and come with me.

- Leave me alone!
- Mom...

- "Let's all go to the lotus pond, my beloved".
- Mom, please. Mom.

Open the door!

- Let's go the garden...
- Mom!

- "Let's all go to the lotus pond, my beloved".
- Mom, I'm scared, please...

I'm scared, Mom.

- This perfume is from Varanasi.
- Mom! Mom!

- This is the only interest I have in life.
- Mom! Please...

Open the door, please.

- "Let's all go, my beloved".
- Please open the door. Mom!

Comrade...

Pick up the r*fle!

Mom!

Spread the revolution far and wide!

"All my life...

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

"In the cool breeze...
All my life..."

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

"In the cool breeze...
All my life..."

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

Lie down.

[humming]

Take it.

When the moon sets
When the night ends

The blind stars return home

What is this?

You?

Go on!

Finish off the class enemies.

Hey!

Bloody swine!

Hey!

How dare you come into the room?

I'll throw you out!

The barrel of the g*n
is the source of power.

Hey, hey!
How can you touch me?

What's the matter with you?
Hey! Hey!

It's still dark outside

Covers of magazines at night

Hundreds of whales being hunted
in a universal funeral

Time keeps flowing
You get along with anger

A thousand years spent in the attic

Time keeps flowing
You get along with anger

A thousand years spent in the attic

I wanted to drown, Manjari.

Why did you stop me?

Everything is forgotten

Dracula sits by himself.

KOLKTA'S DRACULA
HARIDAS BANDOPADHYAY

He doesn't have any friends.

The clock on the GPO
strikes 12 at night.

It starts snowing...

It starts snowing in Kolkata.

The lonely monster won't return home

The dark night can't hold him back

Pillows will burst open to cover
the icy city with ash

Time keeps flowing
You get along with anger

A thousand years spent in the attic

Burnt lips and erased pain

The lonely monster looks for his home

Everything is forgotten

Everything is forgotten

Everything is forgotten

Everything is forgotten

The winter of 1971...

It snowed for the last time
in Kolkata.

What's all this?

What have you done to the place?

Why have you kept all the windows shut?

Don't open it! Don't open it!
Don't open it!

Don't open it! Don't open it!

I know why you did it.

I didn't want so much from you.

Bhuvan suffered a heart attack.

He's in coma since last night.

If he regains consciousness
he'll tell everyone.

I suggest you...
leave this place for some time.

Where... Where will I go?

To some friends or family, maybe?

I have no one.

Everyone is scared of me.

Everyone is...

What's wrong with you?

Oh my God!

You're burning up with fever.

- I'll get you some medicines.
- No, no, I don't need it.

Please leave...
I don't need anything.

What's wrong?
What happened to you, Raktim?

Tell me...

Please leave!

I'm going.

You'll be in trouble if you stay here.

CHAPTER 4
KOLKATA 71

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

"Let's all go to the lotus pond,
my beloved".

Boss, that's exactly like Rajesh Khanna.

Oh come on!
Not completely.

A little.

What do you think of this fragrance?

I swear, boss. It's amazing!

You have a great collection!

I got it from Varanasi.

- Varanasi.
- Yeah

This fragrance will bring her out.

Oh! Boss, when will she come?

The fragrance will waft through the air.
Let it reach her.

Such a huge house, so many rooms...
A lonely young widow.

Maybe, she loses her way.

I can't see her despair anymore, Nata.

I have to do something about it.

I've to take her responsibility, you know.
Responsibility...

Three rounds of shots were fired
at the student's protest in Kolkata...

claims the police super.

The number of casualties is three...

I'll not let you go to w*r again, Amol.

Absolutely not.

I'll hide you with me forever.

You see, Katu...

there are strange noises
coming from the house.

I've told you
there are ghosts in the house

Hey!

There's a living ghost in the house.

A living ghost.

When the flute stops playing in tune...

It's a sign of impending danger.

You can only belt out heavy dialogues
sitting here.

The most you'll go is till the door.

You won't be able to enter the house.

I'll go in.

I'll enter.

If she doesn't come down
looking for the scent...

Then the scent will reach her
where she is.

Amol, open the door.

You can't escape.
We've surrounded you, Amol!

Amol, open the door!

Just wait and watch
what we do to you at the station.

Hey, you bloody swine, Amol!

Amol is not here.

Please leave.

Amol is not here.
Please leave.

"Let the 70's be the decade of freedom."

Armed rebellion is the only way.

Down with imperialism!

Amol! Amol, what are you doing?

- Leave it.
- Leave me alone.

I have to practice.

When they arrest me
I'll have to endure their t*rture.

Have you lost your mind, Amol?

Armed rebellion is our only way.

You were right, Manjari.
I'm very selfish.

I only think about myself.

Wait here.
I'll clean you up.

- Sit.
- No, no!

You've judged me wrong, Manjari.

I'm a failed, injured soldier.

I'm hiding
because I don't want to get caught.

- No, Amol, you're not..
- And where am I hiding?

At my ex-lover's home.

I am a..
I am a bourgeoisie...

- I should be punished...
- No, Amol.

Manjari, Comrade Charu Majumdar.
They've k*lled him.

They'll k*ll me too.

- They won't spare anyone.
- Nothing will happen to you.

I won't let anything happen to you.

When they'll scoop out my flesh
I'll probably blurt out the names.

I'm not Rono. I'm not Dipen.
I'm not Atishi.

- I don't have their courage...
- Nothing will happen to you...

I have to...
I have to practice, Manjari...

- I have to practice.
- Amol!

Tell us who else was there.

You won't say it, right?

You won't?

- Why are you doing this...
- I'll tell them the names, Manjari.

Nothing will happen, Amol.

Amol, please calm down.

I can't go on living the life of
a failed revolutionary, Manjari.

The g*n doesn't look good on you.

It doesn't suit you.

Your hands deserve the flute.

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I will be born again

I'll be the last to come home
Your time traveller

I will be born again

My face might change
But you'll know my voice

You can call me sorrow then

Let me be your sorrow then

You can call me sorrow then

Why do you want to be my sorrow?

Bhuvan, can you hear me?

I've made a huge mistake.

I've come to say sorry.

I'll never...
No, no no...

- Amol...
- No, no, no...

Please forgive me.

Please forgive me.

Don't you want to hear
the rest of the story, Amol?

I want to, Manjari.

Actually, I was really thirsty.

That's why...
That's why...

Have I really turned into a vampire,
Manjari?

A real life Dracula sir?

I don't know what you are, Amol.

I only know...

You don't have any weapon in this life.

No r*fles.

No cartridges.

No pistols.

You just have your two special teeth.

That's your weapon, Amol.

Don't compromise.

Don't be comfortable.

Identify your enemies.

Mark them.

Finish them.

Here you are.

I just wanted to let you know
the door is open...

I'll shut the door.
You may leave now.

Are you annoyed?

These are really disturbing times.

People are dying in the neighbourhood.
b*mb blasts every day.

The police are always patrolling.

I just wanted to warn you.

Can I have some of that water?

Please leave.

- Oh!
- Yes.

And yes...

The nuisance that goes on
in that broken car in my courtyard...

if they don't stop soon...

I'll have to take some strong steps.

I'll tell Nata.

Goodbye.

I asked for water.
I didn't get it.

I am leaving with thirst.

I might have to come back.

I'll leave now.

[humming]

I know what happened after that, Manjari...

You took my g*n to scare Katu away.

But the wreath Katu got for me that day...

He didn't have the courage
to give that to me.

Bloody coward, Katu!

What are you doing here?

I was waiting for you, Manjari.

I came to give you this.

All the florists are closed today
in the city.

Only flowers of mourning everywhere.

But at least they are flowers.

That's why I brought
in case you needed them.

Why would I need flowers?

To mourn the person
whose clothes you hang to dry.

Please give it to him.

Please take it.

Oh no!

KATU+
MAN

Those are my husband's clothes.

I had taken them out for a wash.

- But should I give you any explanation?
- Why should you?

They are your husband's clothes.
You can do whatever you want with them.

Just put this wreath on him...

- Let go of me! Let me go!
- Manjari!

KATU+
MANJARI

Manjari, now you have to decide
if you want live with a dead man or me.

You have to decide if you want to
dry a dead man's clothes or be with me.

Don't come closer.
I'm warning you.

If Katu Mallick has decided to give flowers
to someone, he will.

His words have some value.

Please accept these.

Did you just hit me, Manjari?

So much anger?

Manju... Manju...

Manjari, that's a g*n.
Give it to me.

No, don't do it.
Manjari, give me the g*n.

Power lies in the barrel of the g*n.

Manjari...

The barrel of the g*n
is the source of power.

NATA+
MANJARI

Manjari...

What have you done, Manjari?

What did you do...

Manjari!

Where are you going, Manjari?

Manjari!

- Manjari, open the door.
- What happened?

- Get ready. You have to leave right now.
- Manjari!

Why?

You wanted to leave anyway.

Between love and revolution,
revolution is your priority.

If you stay here you'll become lazy
and comfortable.

You'll be an anti-revolutionary.

What are you waiting for?
Get ready.

- You're hiding something from me.
- Manjari!

- What's going on in this house?
- Manjari!

- They have...
- Open the door!

Seen you, Amol.

- Manjari!
- You have to leave right now.

You're not safe here anymore.

Nata!

Somebody open the door.

I've wasted a b*llet.

The rest of them are there.

Go on!

k*ll the class enemies.

Your fight is outside.

Your w*r is outside, Amol.

In the world.

Bloody!

Manjari!

Manjari!

A modern Krishna!

Bloody Naxal!

I won't spare you!

I'm not going to spare you.

Hey!

Hey!

Manjari...

Manjari...

Naxalbari's red fire is burning bright!
Burning bright!

The martyr's blood...

You haven't seen me as a bride, Amol.

Naxalbari's red fire is burning bright!
Burning bright!

Dressed in gold...

- The martyrs blood was shed...
- Not be in vain.

Naxalbari's red fire is burning bright!
Burning bright!

Can't I join your movement?

You won't be able to do it, Manjari.

Chairman calls it death
as heavy as the mountain.

- Naxalbari is up in arms.
- Down with capitalism!

You think I won't be able to accept
death as heavy as a mountain?

Have you gone crazy?

Stop dreaming, Manjari.

Naxalbari is up in arms...

Who is dreaming, Amol?

Me or you?

- Your name, my name.
- Vietnam! Vietnam!

Naxalbari's red fire is burning bright!
Burning bright!

Naxalbari's red fire is burning bright!
Burning bright!

Down with imperialism!

Long live revolution!

Let the '70s be the decade of freedom.

Down with imperialism!

Long live revolution!

Let the '70s be the decade of freedom.

Vietnam...

Bangladesh...

Cambodia, India...
They are all on fire, Manjari.

You didn't believe me.

But I've learnt all your slogans.

Look at these.

These are my wedding jewellery.

You wanted me to have a comfortable life.

- Manjari, I...
- You should go away from here, Amol.

Leave before they find you here.

Let my comfort be with me.

Will you wait for me?

Long live your revolution, Amol!

Tear gas...

What a beautiful name!

It'll make you cry
even if you don't want to.

Nata!

Katu, where are you going?

Listen to me.
Don't act crazy.

Leave me alone.

Katu...

Did you see with your own eyes?

- No, I mean...
- Tell me the truth.

Katu...

Tell me the truth.

It was quite intense.
They were kissing and making out.

What are you doing?

Police! Oh police!

Before you meet Katu,
take off your hat.

Chairman said death as heavy as
the mountain awaits.

I can see that mountain-like death,
Manjari.

Raktim!

Raktim!

He has not opened the door
for the last two days.

Sabita, call the neighbours.

Bultai! Hey, Bultai!

Come here.

- Hurry up.
- What happened, Mom?

- Go and get some people.
- Okay.

Sir! Raktim!

- What happened?
- This won't work.

- I think we have to open the door.
- Yes, break the door.

You can't open it with your hands.
Use your shoulder.

I am a threat to the nation.

Because I keep talking about freedom.

And I will... every time I come back.

Mom, why is the police taking him away?

Keep quiet.

Don't worry.
He's not a criminal.

The police have taken him
for questioning.

- What happened to him?
- Take care.

[indistinct chatter]

CHAPTER 5
DEATH AS HEAVY AS MOUNTAIN

Our very own Che Guevara!

F♪♪king revolutionary!
Huh?

- Who else was there?
- Amol.

- Come on, tell me.
- Amol!

- Cat got your tongue?
- Where is he?

Manjari, oh Manjari!
Beautiful Manjari!

Why is your heart crest fallen today?

Amol!

According to you people Rabindranath Tagore
is a bourgeoisie poet.

I've heard you are a widow.

Which classless society were you going
towards dressed up as a bride, Manjari?

I've sent for hot boiled eggs.

Hard boiled.

If fitted in the right place,
words will come out involuntarily.

- Spit it out!
- No.

- I'll skin you alive, you swine.
- Amol, no...

You can't...
No one can endure this t*rture.

What is it, you pig?
Huh?

You’re not going to talk, huh?

You people have turned the state
into a pig sty.

- It was needed...
- What did you say?

- It was needed...
- Speak up!

For pigs like you...

this pig sty was a necessity.

You find it funny?

Someone get me the pliers.

Let me warm up my hands.

Your neck is looking very bare.

Let me put this necklace around it.

You have to talk now.

How many people were you harboring
in your house, Manjari?

How many fugitives?
Tell me.

Alright!

Let me see.

Open your mouth.

Open it.

Do you want some water?

I've got some water for you.

Open your mouth.

Here you are...

Easy... Don't shout... No...

Will you tell me or not?

The sooner you tell me...

the sooner I can leave for home.

I have to listen to some music.

How much darkness can I carry around?

I have to turn white...
White!

I'll pull out your teeth!

Now show me your teeth.

Here... I have taken it out.

See it for yourself.

See...

Here you go.

Let's go.

You have been released.

Let's go.

Bloody swine.

Amol...

Amol...

It's burnt...

Amol...

- Who?
- Amol.

- Amol...
- Amol?

Who Amol?
Amol is dead.

Amol is dead.

They had taken me away like this
that day.

- What? You don't believe me?
- You're lying.

- You're lying... Amol...
- Someone bring it in.

Nineteen seventy one.

A winter morning in Kolkata.

Here you go.

Can you recognise this?

This is your Amol's blood.
Take a look.

Amol's blood!

I was feeling scared.

I was thinking...

How do we still remember everything
after we die?

CHAPTER 6
I WILL BE BORN AGAIN...

Excuse me.

I'm talking to you.
Can you hear me?

What is your name?

What is your name?

Amol Shom.

But the prescription says
it is Raktim Chowdhury.

It's yours, right?

Raktim is dead.

Who k*lled him?
I mean...

How was he k*lled?
Or how did he die?

Amol Shom k*lled him.

Why?

Because Amol needs to stay alive
for a few more days.

Raktim let Amol k*ll him?

He didn't say anything to Amol?

He wanted to help.

Who was Amol helping?

Come on, tell us.

Who was Amol trying to help?

Hello! I'm talking to you.

Who are you talking to?

Hmm?

Who are you talking to?

Is there anyone else in this room
except for us?

There are lots of people to talk to.

Acute schizophrenia.

But sir, there are other things
that are bothering him too.

Hmm...

You just said
there are other people in the room.

Is it one person or many people?

You don't want to tell us?

I'll tell you something.

Amol Shom has passed away.


I think this is your imagination.

Amol Shom doesn't exist.

You... You're lying.

I'm Amol Shom.
My name is Amol Shom.

Manjari said I'm Amol Shom.

- Who is Manjari?
- Huh?

Who is Manjari?

My...

college friend.

From the present or from the '70s?

Did you love her?

A lot.

You loved her a lot?

Who told you? Manjari?

Amol knew.

How did he know?
While sh**ting?

Yes... sh**ting.

sh**ting... yes...
Because I have big teeth...

That's why they dressed up
as Dracula for the sh**t.

Who did they dress up as Dracula?

- Amol or Raktim?
- Me! Me!

And who is the "me"
you're talking about?

After dressing up as Dracula,
who was that?

Who changed?
Raktim or Amol?

There's no one called Manjari.
There's no Amol either.

There's no Nata or Katu.
It's all your imagination.

Oh, really! Huh?

You haven't seen the memorial
at the school?

The plaque reads Amol Shom.

Whose school is it?
Raktim or Amol?

You're making fun of me?

You're kidding with me?

You work for them.

Who "them"?

They shot down so many young people
with dreams. You belong to that group.

We found a video on your phone.

A shark being hunted in the sea.

Yes, I watched it a lot.

I used to love watching it.

A few people hunting a shark
from a ship.

Okay.

- Is your observation report ready?
- Yes, sir.

But I feel apart from
acute schizophrenia...

he suffers from acute physical
and behavioral disorder.

That's affecting him on different levels
along with the mental disorder.

Listen carefully.
You are suffering from a disease.

It's called schizophrenia.
Okay?

It's quite common.
Don't worry.

Take the medicines and attend counseling.
You'll be fine.

I'm fine. Nothing's wrong with me.
Why should I take medicines?

I don't need medicines.
I'm fine.

You are not fine, Raktim.

What?

Why do you keep calling me Raktim?

I'm telling you
my name is Amol Shom.

Listen carefully. I am Amol Shom.
And she is Manjari.

Where is Manjari?
No one is there. See...

What?

Look closely. No one is there.

Where is Manjari?

Do you see anyone?

Where did Manjari go?

She doesn't exist.
She's part of your imagination.

- There's no one called Manjari.
- What?

- I'm telling you. Listen to me.
- She was there. Where did she go?

- Manjari isn't there. She doesn't exist.
- Manjari!

- Manjari!
- Listen to me.

- Manjari, where did you go? Manjari!
- Amol, relax. Hear me out.

- Ward boys!
- Where did Manjari go?

- Manjari!
- There's no Manjari. Relax...

- Take him away.
- Manjari!

- Give him sedatives and keep an eye on him.
- Manjari!

He shouldn't get excited.

Raktim...

Excuse me, Raktim...

Raktim, time for your medicines.

Did you have your medicines?

Your therapy will begin tomorrow.
You'll start feeling better.

Go to bed.
Don’t stay up too late.

I'll switch off the light. Okay?

Good night, Raktim.

Good night.

Amol...

Why don't you come to me all the time
like you used to, Manjari?

I still come but you are always asleep.

That's why you can't see me.

They give me some medicine...

that makes me sleepy all the time.

But your job is still not done, Amol.

Which job?

You k*lled Katu.

Aren't you going to k*ll Nata?

Katu?

Who is Katu?
I k*lled him?

You can do it, Amol.

You'll take revenge.

But wouldn't it be better, Manjari...

if we run away together?

Where will you go?
How many times will you escape?

Why don't you go back home?

If you can forget me...
Forget Nata...

If you can forget Katu...

If you can forget your revenge...

Why are you talking like this?

You don't get it, Amol.

I'm your illness.

They're going to cure you with medicines.
You won't be able to see me anymore.

No, no, no...
Don't say it, Manjari

I won't be able to live without you.

Can't live without you.

But you left me
to join the revolution, Amol.

You have never wanted
to take me with you, Amol.

Please don't leave me, Manjari.

Please don't go.

Please don't leave me.

Are you crying?

This is...

tear gas...

Please don't leave me, Manjari.

Please don't leave me.

Don't go, Manjari.

Light and shadows play freely
in the night

The path seems distant
And all travel suspended

Light and shadows play freely
in the night

DEATH AS HEAVY AS THE MOUNTAIN
YOURS, AMOL

The path seems distant
And all travel suspended

The siren walks alone
There's silence in applause

Endless flowers bloom
in its fear of being extinct

I save a million words to describe you

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

I save a million words to describe you

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

I save a million words to describe you

I hope to see you again
Good night, darling

Absolutely better!

That's what I think
and he's responding very positively.

- Please check.
- Okay, fine.

But don't get him too excited.

- Have you spoken to the school authorities?
- Yes, we have.

Raktim, let me introduce you to Dr. Das.

He'll be the one giving you
the clean chit today.

- I hope so.
- Oh sure... sure.

- Mr. Chatterjee, government lawyer.
- Hello.

He's looking into your legal matter.

I've taken a look at your case history,
therapy and medical reports.

This is just a formality.

Can you tell us your name?

Raktim Chowdhury.

Can you tell us which year this is?

Twenty twenty...

You mean two thousand twenty, right?

Very good.

Please drink the water.

- Was there any problem?
- No.

I had problem
drinking water before.

You don't have to cover
your mouth while speaking now?

No. I don't need to.

Great!

Do you see that girl or anyone else?

No, I don't see anyone.

Brilliant.

Such a quick recovery
in a case like this...

It's just... It's just unexpected.

Thank you, Mr. Sarkar.
You've cured Raktim.

Don't thank me.

You can thank my team.

But your treatment will continue.

- You'll come in for therapy once a week.
- Not just that.

Since you're a mental patient
and you've been given bail...

you'll have to report
to the police station regularly.

And the Human Rights Commission
has spoken to the school authorities.

- If you want you can join the school again.
- Right.

- They don't have any objection.
- Thank you.

You're most welcome.

Please sign here.

Great! So, we're done here.

Raktim, let's get to work then.

And you've promised me
that you'll start writing again.

Next time you'll have to read something out. Okay?
- Of course.

- Okay, good luck.
- Okay.

Okay, all the best.

Thank you.

Please try to be well.

Bultai, sit down and study...

Oh Raktim?

When did you come?

Just a few minutes back.

- Are you okay now?
- Yes, I'm better.

- They released you.
- Yes.

Can you give me some water?

Yes, of course.

From now on,
keep some water with you.

Okay?

I was very thirsty.

My keys...

What keys?

There was new lock on my door.

Actually, what happened, Raktim...

You were at the hospital...

And Bhuvan also passed away...

But I have to run the household,
you see.

That's why...

I have rented out the place to a new tenant
who is paying more rent.

I've kept all your things safely
in the storeroom.

You can take it.

- Do I have to take it today?
- No, no.

You can take it whenever you want.
But do it soon.

Because you can understand...

People know what happened to Bhuvan...

Everyone is quite irritated with you.

Where's Bultai?

He's at school.

And now he...

goes to bed by himself.

Okay then...
I'll get going.

Please don't misunderstand me, Raktim.

I'll never be able to repay your debt.

Bhuvan's photo when he was young.

Manjari!

I didn't have any other photo.

This fragrance from Varanasi...

All my life...

Just lie down!

Mom, I'm hungry.
Give me something to eat.

Bultai, keep quiet.

Learn to identify your enemy.

Finish off your enemy, Amol.

Who else?
Who is my enemy?

Aren’t you going to k*ll Nata?

Don't you remember what he did?

Police... Oh police...

Before you meet Katu,
take off your hat.

Go and inform the police.
Hurry up.

Have you left the police station?

Yes, come straight down that road.

Sir... Sir, come with me quickly.

There's two storied house on the left
with an iron gate.

Sir, there's a man living in the attic
in that house.

Sir, Naxal! Sir, b*mb!

Please come fast.
I'm at the gate.

I remember, Manjari.

They've got me caught
time and again.

That crazy guy
must have bugged you a lot.

He didn't just bug me...

he scared me with his teeth.

Even you'd be scared.

Don't be scared, darling.
I'm here.

Yeah, right.

He loved you a lot, didn't he?

Stop joking.

I have to go now.

Why are you going?

- Bultai will wake up...
- Don't go, please.

- Come on...
- Let me go.

I'm free in the afternoon tomorrow.
Will you come?

I'll think about it later.

Shut the door on your way out.

And switch off the light.

Raktim?

What are you doing here?

Why are you dressed like a joker?

Leave!

Get out of here.

I'm asking you to leave right now.

When the moon sets
When the night ends

The blind stars return home

Manjari, Katu, Nata
are part of your imagination, Raktim.

Amol Shom doesn't exist.

Go away.

You needed a story
to transform yourself into Dracula.

A myth.

Manjari, Katu, Nata...

are all characters in that story.

You're unwell, Raktim.

You need treatment.

Everything is forgotten

Everything that shines
is put to sleep

A lonely sleepless monster

The familiar illusions of the blue planet

Among the dusty stars
the flyover spreads its wings

And fly away
on this night of reckoning

Whose forgotten call is it?

Let it be his alone

Do you remember
where's Manjari's house, Raktim?

Can you tell us the address?

Don't you remember the address of the house
you lived in for so long?

The lonely monster
looks for his home

Everything is forgotten...

CHAPTER 7
A REJECTED BOX

How much will you pay for these?

Ten rupees.

I have get rid of my past tenant's stuff.

RECORD OF THE NAXAL MOVEMENT

THE SEVENTIES

This valley of death is not my country...

TO RAKTIM
FROM DAD

THIS VALLEY OF DEATH IS NOT MY COUNTRY
NABARUN BHATTACHARYA

"This blood soaked slaughterhouse
is not my country."

Amol used to say this.

You're talking about 1971.

But this book was published in 1982.

Charu Majumdar...

You talked about Charu Majumdar's death
in Manjari's attic.

That was the winter on 1971.

And Charu Majumdar died in July, 1972.

Why did you bite Bhuvan?

He is Katu.

How did you know?

Katu, Nata... are all made up.

You're trying to justify yourself
with Amol's story.

Bhuvan called me Amol.

Then?

Why did he call me Amol?

Our report says Bhuvan was already dead.

Even before you reached the hospital.

You imagined all of it.
Isn't it?

Bhuvan, I made a mistake.
I have come to ask for your forgiveness.

No, no... No...

No...

No...

DAINIK BARTA
ALAS VIDYASAGAR

Manjari brought me my flute.

You must have seen that too somewhere.

"Following the sound of the flute

The broken umbrella and the royal parasol
floats away towards heaven..."

You have no idea how they tortured us.

You don't know...

They burnt her neck with cigar...

It left dark marks on her neck.

You don't know anything.

You must have seen it somewhere, Raktim.

Okay...

The attic that you...
I mean Amol was hiding...

Try to remember that.

Mirror... There was a mirror.

There was a light above the mirror.

Where have you seen that room before?

That house is not there.

It doesn't exist.
It's all in your head.

Why can't you tell me
where Manjari's house is?

Give me the address.

If Amol has been there,
you must know the address.

Jog your memory and tell me.

Tear gas...

No...

What a beautiful name!

CONCLUSION

Excuse me.

Can you hear me?

Hello...

You?

I am Raktim.

You mean Raktim,
the school teacher?

Why are you wearing this strange costume?

They dressed me up like this.

Who are you?

I am Amol.

Amol Shom.

Amol Shom...

AMOL SHOM


Did you know Amol Shom?

I did.

Actually, he chose revolution over love.

When the state machinery
finished off the revolution...

He went back to Manjari for shelter.

His ex-girlfriend.

But Manjari couldn't hide him
for a long time.

One day the police picked up
both of them.

I don't know what happened after that.

But I think, maybe on a foggy morning...

the police took him to the open grounds...

shot him dead.

If Amol had really died...

Then who are you?

Amol didn't die.

He couldn't endure the t*rture.

He gave the police the names
of his comrades.

Amol betrayed his revolution.

He became the state's witness.

He was released after some time.

Out of guilt and shame,
he ran away.

He even went West.

When he came back he saw
that a martyr's memorial was built for him.

That's why he didn't give
his real identity.

Actually when the two of us
were arrested...

Manjari has been missing since then.

Sometimes, I...

come here in the morning to check...

if Manjari has returned.

I know...

Manjari will come back one day.

But how did you get here?

I didn't tell you where Manjari's house is
that day.

I don't know.

I... I...
I really don't know.

Do you want to go inside?

No, no, no, no...

- I won't go... I have class.
- Okay.

- I can't go. I have class.
- What happened?

- I have class.
- Raktim?

I have class.

'As the "Sindhu" raga starts playing...

The sky starts playing the eternal pain
of the universe.

Then in the moment is caught...

This lane is an illusion...

just like the raving of a miserable drunk.

Suddenly I realise...

There's no difference between
Emperor Akbar and clerk Haripada.

Along the melancholy tunes of the flute...

The broken umbrella
and the royal parasol...

float towards the same heaven.

Where this song is true...

In the eternal sunset...

Flows River Dhaleshwari.

This is Manjari's house.

Whose address I couldn't tell you.

Amol was hiding here?

But I'm not Amol.

You are not Amol?

Then?

Raktim, if you are not Amol...

then you have to find a different character
in this story.

Did you find it?

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I know you'll be hurt

But I can't accept the pride
hidden in your lips

I know you'll feel like crying

Our tombstone will be a witness
to our distance

I will be born again

I'll be the last to come home
Your time traveller

I will be born again

My face might change
But you'll know my voice

But whether this story is true or false...

An illness or some memory
from an earlier birth...

Let that be unknown for now.