Halkaa

Is your own toilet a matter of course? Nobody owns such a luxury in the Indian slum where nine-year-old Pichku grows up and people squat near the railway tracks to do a number two. Pichku cannot understand this: the embarrassment of his trousers down and the stench sicken him. He prefers to do his business sitting on the floor at home, enveloped in the scent of incense sticks. His father does not accept this anymore and drags him to the tracks. When Pichku runs away, he meets Gopi, a fellow in misery, with whom he searches for quieter places. When his father applies for funds to build his own toilet, the boy thinks his clean dreams have finally come true. But dad spends the money on a new rickshaw. Pichku and Gopi work day and night to save their rupees for an exclusive sitting toilet. Students of a nearby elite school provide them with material to build a toilet house and even mom secretly slips them some cash. When the “toilet authority” wants to inspect the subsidized toilet, only Pichku can save his father.