Meghe Dhaka Tara
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:21:04
All of it?
:21:06
l asked Banshi to send his bill.
He's so rude every day

:21:16
Keep five rupees for pocket-money
:21:22
Have you no shame, living off
your old father?

:21:26
The girl works to foot your bills
:21:31
l'll be earning, too
:21:35
Since the radio audition l get lots
of calls, my maestro's furious

:21:41
He won't let me perform until
l've studied for another two years

:21:46
Hasn't your maestro a hennaed beard?
:21:49
Why not just grab it and hang on
like a midget? Why come here?

:21:55
Does any young man sit at home?
:22:02
My bread doesn't come cheap
:22:05
How can l look people in the eye?
No food for you, unless you pay up

:22:43
-Going off without eating?
-You told Ma l'm a glutton

:22:47
He can't make out anything.
He's such a Khuka, mother

:22:54
Why destroy the future because of
such simple bickering?


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