In a remote village in South India, 101-year-old Century Gowda passed away, and his three generations of descendants reacted differently. My son, Gada[Expand All]
In a remote village in South India, 101-year-old Century Gowda passed away, and his three generations of descendants reacted differently. My son, Gadappa, is an old man. He always smokes cheap cigarettes and drinks brandy, idling around the fields every day. Meanwhile, Thamanna, the grandson, was a money-hungry peddler who was planning to illegally sell five acres of Century Gowda's land. Great-grandson Abhi is a sunny and confident young man who tenaciously pursues a shepherd girl. Three storylines interweave and converge at the funeral on the eleventh day after Century Gowda's death.[Collapse]
