All language subtitles for Kaafir (2025)_track3_[eng]

"Whether we remain alive or not.."

"..memories will."

"We may or may not meet in future."

"Let's halt here."

"Why this always happens.."

"..in love?"

"Hearts come together.."

"..only to separate."

"Just don't say anything."

"Accompany each other."

"Cherish the memories."

Now offer the offerings
in the holy fire.

You also offer.

Mom..

- Hello.
- Hello.

Can I speak to major Dhruv Rathod.

This is cornel Beig speaking.

Hello, sir. Yes, one second.

Brother, call for you.

What is the full name
of the deceased person?

Veer Rathodre.

Now taking his name?
And give the offerings.

Sir.

Major Dhruv.

Jihad-e-watan, two bodies have been
found of the terrorists.

'Jihad Abu Khalid and Salim Anwar.'

I'll assure it's him., sir.

'Yes, get your right away.'

Yes, sir.

I'll leave right away.

You may leave. I will manage things here.
I will complete the prayer veneration.

You will come with me.

What about the prayer veneration?

Everything okay?

Father, it's urgent.

It's Veer's first death anniversary.

You can surely wait till it's over.

Mother, if Veer was present here, he
would have understood my urgency to leave.

He was an army man himself.

He wasn't a civilian.

Sir.

Jai Hind.

Sir.

- Ravat.
- Sir.

It's a local...

The arms and ammunitions
we found are Jihaad...

Radio interceptor's linguistic
department has confirmed it.

Their jeeps were cordoned
by Gulfam and Rafiabad.

These guys were
carrying a lot of drugs,

Indian currency and
around 20 kgs of RDX, sir.

Of them there is a commander, who was
wanted under the name Mehboob Khalid.

It's an alias, sir.
That's not his real name.

Did you inform Naushera?

Sir.

Did you recognise him, Lawyer?

Abu Khalid.

Alias Salim Anwar.

Jihad-e-Watan militant.

We are performing our
brother's death anniversary

veneration because of his blast.

I don't even like
to look at their faces.

Sir, I found one more corpse here.

These terrorists are also weird.

Some are forced into becoming
and some become by mistake.

Some are habituated
while some are destined.

These terrorists will put
forth their demand only in front

of the most famous
journalist in Jammu.

No problem. But who has to go along?

Cameraman Rafiq Mohammed.

Stop!

Vedant Rathore.
Senior journalist News Today.

Let them in.

Vedant Rathore.

We were together in Baramullah eight
months ago during operation Shera.

Of course, Major Singh.

This is Rafiq Mohammed. My cameraman.

Hi!

As it is the militants have demanded
that only one person be allowed inside.

What exactly is happening, sir?

It's a hostage situation.

The militants have some demands.

But before you go in,
I need to talk to you.

Come here.

Do I have to wear wires?

My boys are ready to
go and kill those bastards.

But without knowing
about the intel inside,

the civilians are in danger.

And we can't take this risk, you know.

I'll do it, sir.

If you promise to let me use the story
footage, then I'm ready to go in.

Greetings.

- Start the camera.
- Okay.

Fast.

In the name of God.

The purpose of our Awaaz
group is freedom for Kashmir.

After that Hindustan.

God is Greatest!

- We want..
- Freedom.

- We want..
- Freedom.

We want our brothers whom
the Indian army has kept in prisons

and on whom they are committing
atrocities to be released immediately.

Or else we will kill
all of them one by one.

Sir.

You have informed us of your demands

but what if God forbid
India refuses to accept them,

then what?

Then Jihaad is as it is going on.

So does that mean that...

...if they agree to your demands
you will have peace talks with them?

What is there to talk about?

There is only one topic.
Freedom for Kashmir.

But just now in the video message you
said that you want to capture India.

You want Hindustan.

That too.

You were quite active
in Afghanistan.

Even there,
there are many Mujahirs in Pakistan.

So does that mean you
take your orders from Pakistan?

I do not want to comment on it.

Stop the interview.

You are following the Pakistan agenda.

Do you hear me or
should I shoot bullets?

- Boys, go in.
- Yes, sir.

Come on!

Come on.

Are you fond of dying?

Back side. Keep your head down.

Move back.

I want to be a hero.

Come here.

Take them away.

Let him sit here.

Here?

Sit down.

Vedant.

- Sir.
- Thanks.

That was so brave of you.

By the way what is your
opinion about these militants?

Sir, I stopped giving
my opinion years ago.

I only report what is seen.

Right.

Thanks and best of luck once again.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, I have heard that
you shot the entire footage.

Military said only
one person could go inside.

Rafiq, search for another job.

I'll take yours. As it is
what work do you do around here?

Guys, come on, if you both are done
then let's get some work done here.

Rafiq,

what happened to the footage they shot
after the operation? What's the punch?

See the footage with
the voice over and

then tell me which
video needs to be replaced.

Let's have a look.

Rewind it.

When did you shoot this?

I don't recollect.
Perhaps while I was outside paning.

What's so unique about it?

A little girl going to school
with her father who is a policeman.

See it.

The manner in which
the man has held his weapon,

he cannot be her father.
He is on duty.

Jailor.

We have to follow this.

What is there to follow?
There is no story in it.

There is.

Rakhi, let's please follow
this and let's see where it takes us.

And make that quick please.

Hello.

Hey, Vedant. Great work.

'Keep it up.'

Well that's not what
I really called you for.

Today we had our
board meeting in Delh...

..i and the board wants that..

..the next story on J&K
will be a human interest story.

Human interest story?

What exactly do you mean, Mr.
Malhotra?

Doesn't really matter
what the story is,

but it should have
an emotional connect.

Like, you know,

there is a kid who wants to become a doctor
but there is no money for education.

I very clearly know what you mean.

But this is a news channel, Mr.
Malhotra, not some reality show.

I want that human interest story.

Period.

Hello.

Hello.

Bad time?

What else can it be?

That little girl's
name is Seher Akhtar.

Her mother is here in Rajouri
prison and she is a militant.

Militant?

The girl was born in the
prison and has grown up there only.

One constable takes her
daily to Awam Municipal school.

A militant.

He child was born in prison
and is growing up there.

Qualifies for a human interest story.

Thank you. Good job.

Hello.

This..

Your kite.

No.

Not yours?

No.

There is no one else around.

It is said that whoever finds
the cut kite, it becomes his.

I do not need it. You can keep it.

Here.

We are friends now, right?

My name is Vedant Rathore.

What is your name?

Seher.

Seher.

Seher, are you waiting
here for your mother?

She can't come outside?

Why?

Because she is a Pakistani.

Yesterday I refused
the girl from your channel.

There can be no story in this prison.

What audacity this boy
has...trying to bribe me?

Rafiq, have you lost it?
You say anything.

Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am, I am
extremely sorry. Really sorry, ma'am.

I ask for forgiveness on his behalf.

Really sorry, ma'am. Please.

I know you.
I have seen you on the channel.

It's protocol.
Cameras aren't allowed in the prison.

People will see inmates on television

and these militant groups
will run riots to free their people.

This is a matter of national security.

This is not possible.

Ma'am, ma'am,
please try to understand.

I do not want to cover anyone else.

I only want to interview
that mother and her child.

I only want to ask
them a few questions.

I want to bring that innocent kid's
life in front of the world, ma'am.

And who else but you
will understand this, ma'am?

You are the only person who
teaches them with the light of hope

so that they can come
in front of society, ma'am.

And I know the reason behind it all.

There is a mother inside
this strict uniform.

Please.

Please, ma'am.

Okay.

- 5.30
- Yes.

In the visitor's room.

Yes, ma'am, sharp 5.30.

She is Kainaz Akhtar.

The warden will be
here in ten minutes.

Thank you.

Greetings.

You...

please sit here on this chair.

They are from the television channel.

They want to ask you a few questions.

Sit,

and answer properly.

See, you needn't get scared.

My name is Vedant Rathore.

I am an Indian journalist
with News Today channel.

I just want my people
to know your story.

For that we need your help.

I request you to please
sit on this chair.

Sit.

Don't you want the
people to know your story?

Don't you want the world to know?

Seher.

Do you recognize me?

We met yesterday.

Look at what I brought for you.

Look.

You look adorable in this, don't you?

Play. Play with your kite.

I shall take some photos of you.

Isn't that the man from the TV?

Wow!

Wow!

Look at this.
Look at this, Seher. Who is this?

Who is it?

- It looks so nice, doesn't it?
- Stay away from my daughter!

I only wanted an interview.
You should have no objection to it.

Look. Listen to me.

- All I want is an interview.
- Hey!

Why?

Why are you following her?

I am following her..

..so Seher may always
wander under the open skies.

Take this. Give it to her if possible.

Doesn't it feel very good
to see your daughter playing free?

All you have to do
is give one interview.

So, give it.

You have been languishing
here for so many years.

Who knows how many more
years you will languish here?

When a man has come after
so many years asking about you..

..why don't you tell him your story.

At least think of your
daughter if not yourself.

(Prayer)

(Prayer)

Farouq Ahmed Qureshi..

..do you take Kainaz
Akhtar to be your wife?

I do.

Kainaz Akhtar, do you take
Farouq Qureshi to be your husband?

I do.

Junior gave me your book of poetry.

How many classes have you studied?

The Quran and the Hadees.

I advocate education.

Well, at least mother's
wish is fulfilled.

She loves children with good manners.

Meaning?

I mean..

..you will surely teach
our children good manners.

"The glow of the moon has
become a veil in front of my eyes."

"I could see nothing
at all after I saw your face."

"Let this remain a full moon night."

Bless you!

You are treating her well.

They are deeply in love.

We will get good news soon.

- You escaped from school again?
- I had an off.

I see.

Come.
- Greetings, mother.

Greetings.

How are you, Nazo?

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

Greetings.

- Is everything good?
- Yes, sir.

You stay here. I'll take your leave.

I have to go to Rafia's house.
She has a grandson.

Although it's in
someone else's family..

..it is a joyful occasion.

Take Kainaz to visit her.

It is said a new mother gives
good vibes. God will have mercy.

Okay, mother.

Dad!

Mom!

- Sister.
- Junior.

Nazo.

Greetings.

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

How are you?

Don't hurry back.
I shall stay a few days.

Goodbye.

Mom, dad looks very weak.

A person's greatest
joy is his children..

..and a person's greatest
sorrow is his children.

What are you saying, mom?

Junior and I are okay.

How will he take care of a married
daughter who has come back home?

What will he do?

Mom, I have only come for a few days.
I will return.

It has been one year and
a half since you got married..

..but you still don't have a child.

That is God's will.

Farouq's mother feels
that you are barren.

Let Farouq come. I'll talk to him.

He won't come back to take you.

What do you mean?

He is getting remarried.

He can't do that.

Farouq would never do that.

I know him.

How was I lacking, mom?

You did not bear a child for him.

Mom told me you were
getting remarried.

You are leaving me?

What if the second wife
doesn't bear a child for you?

What will you do then?

Third and then a fourth.

Then you will know that
you are flawed, not your wives?

How dare..!

How dare..!

Get lost!

We will go to the Doctor.

Even I want a child. I want a child.

All will be okay, Farouq.
- Flaw. Flaw!

- I swear.
- I am not flawed. You hear that?

I am not flawed!

Actually it is my fault.

I did not treat you
the way I should have.

I am the master of my will.

I shall do as I please.

God!

I understand your life
has not been very easy..

..but no reason is big enough to
compel someone to become a militant.

I..

I am not a militant.

I had two alternatives at the time.

Either I simply become
Farouq's responsibility..

..or go to my parents' home and bring
disgrace on them all their lives.

I had only one choice at the time.

I leaped into river Pandori
in Pakistan to commit suicide..

..but even death did not accept me.

The bend in the river changed
the direction of my life.

I arrived in India.

The army found militants..

..at the spot where I was found..

..at the spot where I was found..

..so, they assumed I was with them.

'No reason is big enough to
compel someone to become a militant.'

I am not a militant.

What else would you expect her to say?

Yes, I am a militant.

These people are trained
to make up stories.

And what is he doing?

He wants to tell the
world stories of such people?

When will he get any sense?

These Pakistanis know
to do only one thing.

Murder people. Butchery.

No. No. No.
Mr. Malhotra, this was my story..

..but all according to your narrative.

You asked me for
a human interest story..

..and I delivered
a human interest story.

Sensitive?

This is Jammu and Kashmir.
Every story here is sensitive..

..and if you were going
to take any action..

..you should have asked me once.
God damn it!

Kainaz.

Either her family
member or her lawyer.

No other can meet with her.

Hi, Anwar. Vedant Rathod.

Remember we were
together in law college?

Actually I want to see you
with regards to a sensitive case. Now.

So, tell me. What is this case?

It is a very ordinary case, Anwar.

This is a Pakistani lady.
Kainaz Akhtar.

She has been in our country
for the past 8 years.

In fact her child was born here.

I just wish to help her
on the basis on humanity.

That way a mother and daughter
may return to their country.

Take a look through it.

Take a look through it.

It's like this, Vedant.
I am busy these days..

..otherwise I would
have taken on your case.

Well, alright. Maybe another time.

Look, Vedant. Why do you want
to trap me in a controversial case?

Let it go. I have a wife and children.

Come on, Vinay! Come on!

- Mr. Sharma. Hello.
- Hello.

Mr. Sharma, I need to talk
to you with regards to a case.

I have heard of your case.

Yes, but, Mr.
Sharma, you are a senior..

- You want to defend me in Court?
- Yes.

It has been so many years,
there's been no hearing.

Ms. Kainaz, please leave that to me.

Trust me and sign this document
to retain me as your lawyer.

I will handle the rest.

- Why are you doing this?
- Because no other will do it. That's it.

All these people think I am..

..a terrorist.

Nobody tried to learn the facts.
Nobody believes me.

I believe you, Ms. Kainaz.

'The army found militants..

..at the spot where I was found..

..so, they assumed I was with them.'

Sir!

We found one more body over here.

Down. Put her down. Let go.

You are resigning?

What does it mean?

When were you planning on telling me?

Are you out of your mind? Vedant.

You could take leave instead.

Guys, relax.

According to Indian Provision of
Advocate Acts and Rules 47, 48 and 49..

I cannot fight this case
while I am in any other profession.

I have to submit my
resignation to the Bar Association.

I have already sent one copy to Malhotra.

Please courier this
to Delhi Bar Association.

My heart won't be here without you.

Come on, Rakhi! I'm only
leaving my job, not the world.

Whenever I miss you I'm
going to come home for breakfast.

You must surely come, sir,
but don't bring him with you.

One minute. One minute. One minute.

You are putting yourself at stake..

..for a person you've
met only two weeks ago?

You trust her?

And if..? And if..?
- And if what?

That I might be wrong this time too.

Just like Mir's case. Right?

That's not what I meant.

I just want to say..

I am not fighting the
case in a fit of emotion.

I have studied the
Police reports very well.

Kainaaz Akhtar is innocent.

All I want is for Kainaaz
and Seher to go home.

I guess that is ethical thing right now.

For the two of them as well as for me.

I'll see you soon. Bye, Rakhi.

Hey! Listen. Listen.

You will need someone for
investigations and legwork.

You will, won't you?
- I can't get rid of you, can I?

Not yet, boss.

We'll meet in the evening.
There's a lot to be done.

See you at home.
- Yes, boss.

His is a recorder. For my convenience.

It's just that whilst
preparing for the case..

..one has to repeatedly listen
to the information.

That's all.

These documents have
to be submitted in Court.

I need Seher's details for this.

That is to say her name,
her date of birth..

..her father's name. That's it.

What is Seher's date of birth?

I mean to say what was
the date on the day she was born?

19 October 1999.

19 October 1999.

Seher's father's name.
- Farouq Qureshi.

And his address.
He must still be Pakistan, right?

When I leapt into the river
I thought I was infertile.

At the time I did not
know that I was pregnant.

My husband Farouq does
not know that he has a daughter.

Pardon me. This is only paperwork.

Jus sign it here.

Now that you have appointed
me a your advocate..

..I have a request of you.

One over here.

No matter what the facts might be,
please just tell me the truth.

That makes it easy to fight the case.

From the place where they found me..

..they took me to the
Army Hospital in Ghagwal.

Stand straight.

Take off your clothes.

Take off your clothes.

Put your hands up.

Higher up.

Bend down.

Cough.

Louder.

When they were satisfied...

...I did not bring
any contraband from there..

What is it called?

Drug.

They started their inquisition.

How long have you known Salim Anwar?

And who are your accomplices?

Abdul Razzak. Umar Sharif. Salman.

I don't..

..know anybody.

I see.

Then why were you found lying
within a 100 feet radius of Salim Anwar?

File a charge sheet an
present her in Court tomorrow.

Leave!

Come on. Get up.

Get up!

Come on!

Come on!

Yes.

Do you have any documents
to come to India?

Passport, Visa. Paperwork to
come to India. - I don't.

I have nothing.

I did not want to come here.

But I came here by mistake.

12 months in Poonch jail for crossing
the border without relevant papers..

..and 500 rupees fine.

I don't have 500 rupees.

Fifteen months. - No. Your honor.

Next!
- Believe me.

Come on.
- I have done nothing wrong.

Let's go.
- I did not want to come here.

Let's go.

I was 22 years old.

Fifteen months detention.

Without any crime. Against my will.

The verdict was given..

..for fifteen months.
It has been seven years.

Good afternoon, your honor.

Sir, I represent my client Kainaaz Akhtar.

She is a Pakistani citizen.

She has been unlawfully detained
by the Indian authorities..

..although she has served her sentence.

Sir, not one case is currently filed
against her in our Indian Courts..

..nor has any case been proved.

She's been held in prison way beyond
the stipulated term of 15 months..

..which she was supposed to serve.

Sir, she has a six year old daughter
who was born in the Indian jail.

It's a pure case of injustice
by Indian authorities.

I'm giving you a date next
week for the formal hearing.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Vedant Rathod, I did not expect
to see you in this Court again.

Welcome back.

Kotli county.

Here. Next to river Pandori.

Kainaaz leaped into the water from here.

And her village is over here. Abbowalla.

The Poonch river conjoins
with Pandori river over here.

Kainaaz was found by
the Army at this point.

It appears she is telling the truth.

She is definitely telling the truth.

We should get these maps
enlarged and get printouts of them.

You quit your job?
- Dad.

I was about to come
and talk to you about it.

Any scope of talks between
us was over long ago.

Have you found a new
way to bring disgrace upon us?

By fighting that
Pakistani militant's case.

Kainaaz Akhtar.

She is innocent. She is not a militant.

Like Salim Anwar was?

You thought he too was innocent,
didn't you?

You had defended him too in Court,
didn't you?

What did you gain?

He killed your brother
after being released!

Veer was my brother too. Please.

If you feel I have been able
to forgive myself even for one day..

..one moment or one minute,
you are mistaken.

You can't hate me more
than I hate myself, dad.

'When I leapt into the
river I thought I was infertile.'

'At the time I did not
know that I was pregnant.'

'My husband Farouq does
not know that he has a daughter.'

'When I leapt into the
river I thought I was infertile.'

'At the time I did not
know that I was pregnant.'

'My husband Farouq does
not know that he has a daughter.'

'When I leapt into the
river I thought I was infertile.'

'At the time I did not
know that I was pregnant.'

'My husband Farouq does
not know that he has a daughter.'

What's the matter? Why do you
keep listening to the same words?

Rafiq, this is about Seher.

Kainaaz us using the same words each time.

'When I leapt into the
river I thought I was infertile.'

'At the time I did not
know that I was pregnant.'

'My husband Farouq does
not know that he has a daughter.'

So? If she is using
the same words each time..

..it means she's telling the truth.
What's the big deal?

Rafiq, using the same words
means every word is the same..

..every pause is the same.

When you listen to it, it
sounds like it has been memorized.

This hasn't happened just once.
It has happened thrice.

It just cannot be a coincidence.

The affidavit we filed for Kainaaz.

Where is it? - It's right here.

What is the date of birth on it?
- 19 October 1999.

19 October 1999.

19 October 1999.

Where is the file from Poonch jail?
- That's here too.

Here.

Didn't I tell you..

..if you want me to help you all the way..

..then tell me the truth?

Didn't I tell you?

I told you the truth.
- Wrong.

Wrong.

I told you the truth.

I want to know the whole
truth, Kainaaz Akhtar.

You know everything.

I want to know everything
from day one until now.

You know everything.

Mohammed Siddique.

You did not tell me
about Mohammed Siddique.

The number of prisoners in the
ladies jail has dwindled a lot.

Lesser women are
committing murder these days.

Look.

Please send this letter to my parents.

I have written the address over here.

At least let them know that I am alive.

You will receive a lot of blessings.

The Government has
employed us to serve you.

Get back!

Listen.

Please help me.

Who is Seher's father?

I told you.

My husband Farouq.

Farouq is Seher's father.

When I leapt into the
river I did not know..

Stop telling one lie
after another! Stop it!

When the Border Security
Forces found you..

..the date was 10 December 1998...

...and Seher was born
on 19 October 1999.

Exactly 9 months later, Kainaaz Akhtar.

Ten months?

According to you when you leapt
into the river, you were pregnant.

Farouq can't be Seher's father.

I am telling you for the
last time to tell me..

..who Seher's father is.

Mother, father,
you must be receiving my letters.

I have shamed you, haven't I?

No matter how much I
apologize it isn't enough.

It was very easy for Farouq to say..

..that he no longer loves me.

I no longer had reason to live.

In that helplessness
and anger I did not think..

..that Farouq wasn't the only
one in my life. I had you as well.

There are some good people here.

One of them sends my letters
to you as an act of humanity.

Life seems to be conspiring in my favor.

Ever since I have seen you..

Ever since I have seen you..

..I can't take my mind off you..

You are very pretty.

What's the matter?

What are you doing?

I'm expressing my love.

Let go!

What's the matter?

I thought..

I thought you like me.

Not in that way.

What do you mean, not in that way?

Huh?

I have done so much for you. Tell me.

I used to post the letters for you.

I have personally prepared food for you.
I brought the shawl for you.

Remember?

Look.

You are nervous.
It is okay. Nobody is here.

Don't be nervous.

Look..
- Hush.

Kainaaz.
- No.

You are very pretty. - No!

No!

You were playing games with me?

You were playing games with me! - No. No.

Am I a pet dog?

No.

No.
- Scoundrel!

You are a good human being. But..

But what?
But what? But I am not worthy of you?

Talk!

Pakistani witch.
Am I not worthy of you? - No!

I am not worthy of you. Tell me.

I shall show you who I am. - No.

I will show you.

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

No. No. No. No.

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

No. No.

Quiet. Nobody is here.
Nobody is here. Quiet.

I said many mean things to you.

Please forgive me if possible.

Ask me what you want to
ask with regards to the case.

I want to put Mohammed
Siddique on the stand.

Don't do that.

It is imperative I present Mohammed
Siddique as a criminal to the judge..

..to enable you to return to your village.

I request you to trust me this one time.

This is exactly what I was afraid of.

My innocent will not be
embarrassed in front of the world.

Seher will not be embarrassed.

I promise you that.

Your Honor. It's a very simple case.

Kainaaz Akhtar is a Pakistani.

In fact, she is a militant.

Objection, sir. At no point was
it proved that my client is a militant.

It hasn't been proved
but it will be proved.

It's under investigation, your Honor.

Who is investigating?
Who has seen the charge sheet?

Have you seen it?

The charge must have been
made at the time to detain her.

Isn't it true that she is a Pakistani?

Sir, it is not a crime to be a Pakistani.

You are talking nonsense.

I am not talking nonsense. You are..

If you are rendering the verdict
then why are you making investigations?

Counsel, please.

The case should not
have been admitted at all.

So, you're going to decide
legal procedure as well?

This is not right! - Counsel, please.
I will take it as contempt of Court.

I sincerely apologize, sir.

Your Honor,
this involves national security.

The case is under
investigation and observation.

Such matters take time.

That's all.

Sir, I sincerely object to the
casual approach of the state prosecutor.

My client has been illegally detained..

..and during this time
she was underwent and ordeal..

..that nobody should
have to undergo in life.

Sir, I request your permission to call..

..Head Constable Mohammed
Siddique to the stand.

Head Constable Mohammed Siddique,
tell the Court..

..how you know my client Kainaaz Akhtar.

Yes, your Honor.

I loved her.

I would post letters for her from jail.

When she would not eat the jail
food I used to prepare food for her.

Many times when she would shiver
in the cold I gave her shawls.

And look at her.

Look at what she did to me.
- What did she do to you?

She used me, sir.

How? How did she use you? Tell me.

Just now you said you
acted of your own free will.

Is it possible that when
you crossed your limits..

..and she prevented
you from having your way..

..that's when you felt that she used you?

There is no question of having my way.

I take anything I want.

I don't need anybody's permission.

Your Honor, please make a note.

Everything this person said
just now is a lie and baseless..

..because the fact is that this person..

..never posted the letters
that Kainaaz Akhtar wrote.

And my client always felt she owed him..

..because she felt everything
this man was doing was out of humanity.

But like he said just now,
I take what I want.

I don't need anybody's permission.

That is exactly what happened,
your Honor..

..because when my client
refused to return sexual favors..

..he forced himself on her.
He raped her. He raped her!

She wanted it herself.

She wanted to sleep with me.

She is a prostitute!
She was dying to sleep with me!

Bloody prostitute!

She was yearning to sleep with me! - Lies!

She wanted it.
- Lies!

I said no!
I said no over and over again! I said no!

You were over there!

You heard it! No! No! No! No!

I wish I had taken your
life with my own two hands.

I would have accepted life sentence.
- Really?

You think you've done something
great by putting me on the stand today?

Bloody prostitute!

She is a Pakistani militant, sir.

A Pakistani militant.
I will finish you right here!

I will strangle you, witch!
I will finish you!

With my own hands I will...

...Let go of me! Let go! - Order! Order!

Let go! Let go!
- Order! Order!

Order!

Head Constable Mohammed Siddique..

..you are placed under arrest
and charged with contempt of Court.

Thank you, your Honor.

So, when so much happened
with you as your advocate suggests..

Objection, sir.
I didn't simply suggest it.

I have proved it in the Court of law.
Thank you.

Okay. Yes. Yes.

My question is this.

Why didn't you tell anyone
about this at the time?

I mean, what were you
waiting for back then?

Hey! Pay attention to me.

Know that if you open your
mouth and anyone outside finds out..

..you have only been
raped by one Mohammed now..

..I will send dozens of
Mohammeds to you in future..

..and you will be debauched by them.
Get that?

Following the incident it was
decided to I be sent to Rajouri jail.

They examined me in the
hospital before going to jail.

Over there I learned..

How long has it been?
- What?

You don't know?

What don't I know?

You are pregnant.

Didn't you think of abortion?

I wanted to be a mother.

I never imagined this
is how I would be one.

My child has nothing
to do with this cruelty.

13 December 2001, your Honor.

Your Honor, this was the
date she was meant to be released..

..but to her misfortune the Indian
Parliament was attacked that very day.

Hatred is the first
thing that breaks trust..

..and the same happened
on that day too, sir.

The hearing of this case was postponed.

Gradually everyone forgot about this case.

Seven years ago she leapt
into a river to commit suicide..

..but, your Honor,
the LOC between these two countries..

..intervened like a line
between life and death..

..and Kainaaz Akhtar
drifted towards India.

This has not happened for the first time,
your Honor.

Oftentimes people mistakenly
cross the border..

..but our Security forces can
discriminate between the criminals..

..the militants and ordinary villagers.

Taking responsibility
they allow them to return.

Luck and intent favor people at times..

..but not even death favored
Kainaaz Akhtar, your Honor.

Not once did she tell the Security
forces, "Send me back to my country."

She kept saying, "I want to die.
Throw me into the river."

"I want to die. Throw me into the river."

Throw me in the river. For God's sake.

Throw me in the river.

Don't trust these Pakistanis!

They are all militants!

They are murderers!

Don't let her go!

That is true.

One can't tell by the
face the person is a militant.

Take her away.

Yes sir.

Let's go.

Throw me in the river. For God's sake.

Throw me in the river. For God's sake.

Throw me in the river.

Greetings.

I think we will get a
verdict at the next hearing.

I am confident, Ms.
Kainaaz, the verdict will be in our favor.

When I drifted to India..

..how do you know
what happened over there?

Throw me in the river.

Till date I never told anyone this.

'Never trust these Pakistanis.'

'They are all militants!'

'They are murderers!'

Because of you everyone
thinks I am a militant!

Because of you I've been
in jail for the past seven years.

Because of you that monster raped me.

Because of you my child
was born in this squalor.

Because of you.

You. You. You talk about the truth.

You always say I should
tell the whole truth.

Then how could you keep
such a big secret from me?

How did you keep it secret?!

Why are you arguing this case?

Why are you arguing this case?

To satisfy yourself.

To unburden the load off your heart.

I feel disgusted with you!

I can't even bear to look at you!

I would like to present
the closing argument, your Honor.

But, your Honor,
according to Defense rules..

..Kainaaz Akhtar's statement is pending.

My client does not wish
to address the Court, your Honor.

Have you informed your client
that it is more beneficial for her..

..if she addresses the Court directly?

Yes, sir. She knows this. Thank you.

Good.

Prosecution.

Your Honor, prosecution maintains..

..that Kainaaz Akhtar
should remain in jail.

Defense wants to show her
innocent face and her daughter's..

..to appeal to the Court for mercy.

Then we should also see the
faces of those innocent people..

..who are killed by terrorists like her.

We should see their faces as well.

We should take it in consideration.

Your Honor, Kainaaz Akhtar is a Pakistani.

The only reason she
infiltratedour country..

..was with the intention
of spreading terror.

No matter what the initial
charge sheet might be..

..the case should be heard
against her with a fresh appeal..

..under state terrorism act.

Our investigating agencies
should get a little more time.

Releasing her could prove
to be extremely hazardous to us.

If there is a bombing or an attack
in future in which she has a hand..

..we will be left with nothing but regret.

That's all, your Honor.

Thank you.

Defense.

Every time a terrorist attack
takes place in our country..

..everybody's blood boils.
Everyone is enraged.

Even my blood boiled, your Honor,
when terrorists killed my brother.

Even I wanted to take a
gun and shoot every Pakistani.

My soul was filled with hatred.

But, did Kainaaz Akhtar kill my brother?

Did a Pakistani kill my brother?

A terrorist,
an ideology killed my brother.

Will we pass this ideology
to the future generations?

Will young children like Seher
Akhtar live with this ideology?

Will hatred win there as well?

I think it's time we end this ridiculous
farce of justice, your Honor..

..and give Kainaaz Akhtar
the dignity that she deserves.

I appeal to the Court
to acquit Kainaaz Akhtar.

That's all, your Honor.

Despite serving her term in prison..

..Kainaaz Akhtar is in prison even
today, after seven whole years.

The Court confesses that sometimes
common man faces difficulties..

..and sometimes the country
has to take such stern steps..

..for the country's security.

Prosecution has not presented
any concrete evidence..

..to prosecute accused Kainaaz
Akhtar under the state terrorism act.

..to detain Kainaaz Akhtar's
innocent daughter Seher in jail.

This Court regards it
a violation of human rights..

Hence the Court acquits Kainaaz Akhtar..

..in the case of State
versus Kainaaz Akhtar.

To be released with immediate effect.

And under the circumstances of parentage..

..the Court regards her the legal
guardian of her daughter Seher Akhtar..

..and orders the Police
to make arrangements..

..to send mother and daughter back to
their country as soon as possible.

Ms. Kainaaz.

Congratulations.

I did not know about your brother.

Vir is dead.

The same day that you were found..

..the army shot down some
militants crossing the border.

My brother's murderer
Salim Anwar was one of them.

Unfortunately I secured his
release from Court a few months earlier.

I cannot express my gratitude to you.

I don't know..

..whether or not I will
be able to forgive you. - Kainaaz.

You don't owe me anything.

I don't expect you to forgive me either..

..because I am your culprit.

I will get some peace once
Seher and you reach your home.

That is all.

My baby.

Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

I've been to London to visit the Queen.

Mummy.

I will meet everyone over there.

Grandma. Grandpa. Uncle.

I will talk a lot to all of them.

I will show them my drawings.

I will recite poems. Okay? - Yes, my dear.

Thank you.

Make way, please.
We don't have time. Please.

Sir, papers.

Goodbye.

These are your documents.

Thank you for everything
you did for Seher and me.

You are embarrassing me.

Please forgive me if possible.

Goodbye.

Check the name. Is it on the list?

We have only one nameon our list.
Kainaaz Akhtar.

There is no mention
of her daughter's name.

What..

What do you mean? I don't understand.

The Court's affidavit clearly
states her father is in India.

Mohammed Siddique. He is an Indian.

By that token even
your daughter is an Indian.

She does not have permission
to enter Pakistan.

That doesn't make sense.

I was born in Pakistan and
my daughter was born in India.

How is that any fault of ours.

Pardon me, ma'am.

You were the one who crossed the border.

You will be taken back in your county,
not your daughter.

How can a child survive
without her mother?

Please help us. You cannot do this.

Forgive me. I am under constraint.

What is..?
- Look. Please don't persevere.

If you want to be with your daughter
then you must remain in India.

She cannot stay here.

What's the matter? What is the problem?

Her child's name is not on the list.

What?

Show me the documents.

Who lives over here?

I live here, my dear.

With my parents.

You..

..brought us to your house?
- Yes.

It's a home of a decent family, Ms.
Kainaaz. You need not worry.

Just give me two minutes, Ms.
Kainaaz. I'll be right back.

You brought them home?

Yes, but it's only for one night.

Really? And what will
happen tomorrow morning?

There's a helpless lady
and her six year old daughter.

Where will they go so late at
night if we don't offer them shelter?

You might have compassion for the enemy..

..but there's no way I will offer
shelter to these Pakistanis in my home.

Or seeing the way you are taking
decisions in this house nowadays..

..your mother and
I shall leave this house.

The decision is yours.

I apologize.
It took more time than I expected.

It's just that the situation
at home is not too good, so..

..we shall look for other arrangements.

Did you have a problem because of us?
- No, Ms. Kainaaz.

How can you say that?

It's just that there is too
much stress between my father and me.

That's why the house feels small.

Okay. We shall make other arrangements.

Please come. Come.

Careful.

Come. Come.

Come in.

Come, Seher.

I have put your belongings here.

You two can sleep here comfortably.

There's a kitchen inside
and a bathroom as well.

It is a little small, Ms.
Kainaaz, but it will suffice for you two.

Let me show you the terrace.
It is very nice.

Come. Come.

Ms. Kainaaz, please make
yourself comfortable downstairs.

I'll bring some things.

I'll be back soon.

Mummy, the breakfast bell has rung.

Let's go down quickly or
we they will run out of breakfast.

No, my dear. It wasn't the breakfast bell.

No bell will ring hereafter.

You can wake up anytime you wish.

Okay?

Greetings, Ms. Kainaaz.

I brought breakfast.

See? Didn't I tell you
it was the breakfast bell?

Yes. Come.

Come in.
- Thank you.

This is your breakfast.

What is this?
- What do you mean, what is this?

It is breakfast, Seher.
All of this is for you.

And this is a special gift from me to you.

Say thank you.
- Thank you.

I told you. No need to be formal.

I'll bring the plates.
- Okay.

Ms. Kainaaz.

An advertisement has been published
on the front page of this newspaper.

This advertisement says that
India and Pakistan have decided..

..to run a bus service for their
people on both sides of the border..

..to improve bilateral relations.

The first bus will leave this coming
Friday from the Wagah Attari border.

26 Pakistanis will come here from Lahore.

I don't understand.

Ms. Kainaaz, the Indian Government
will run a bus next Tuesday..

..as a reciprocal gesture.

The Pakistanis living
here can return home in it.

From Amritsar to Lahore.

Seher and you can return home.

Conditions are improving.

Look. I'm really sorry
but Pakistan is not wrong..

..for rejecting this child.

The child's father is Indian.

Obviously that makes the child Indian.

Sir, the child's father has..

The child's father has
no relations with the child, sir.

The Court passed an order that the
mother is the child's legal guardian.

Take a look at these papers, sir..

..and look at this newspaper as well.

This is the list of people who
are going from Punjab to Lahore, sir.

Sir, this bus is filled
with cricketers and tourists.

Don't you feel Kainaaz and
her daughter should be on this bus?

It has been seven years since
she has been to her country, sir.

Let's not forget that the
real motive for this bus is..

..to reunite people
who are distanced, sir.

Look, I'm sorry. It's very difficult.

I can't do anything.

Won't we be able to go home ever?

Until day before yesterday
it seemed like we were going home.

Now it seems impossible.

Why is everything so difficult?

Nothing is difficult.

You two will surely go home.

Only one avenue is blocked.

We shall go to Delhi and appeal
in the Pakistani embassy once again.

There are several other ways
as well to put one's message across..

..and to convince them.

You need not worry.

Come.

So, Vedant.

I hope you realize I had a lot to do..

..with the decision of taking you back.

You left without prior notice.

The Board members were
not happy with you, you know.

Of course, you won the case.

These days you are seen
all over the media and press.

Made a difference.

So, VedantRathod.

Many congratulations!

Welcome back, my man.

Welcome back to the team.
- Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Malhotra.

I owe you this.

..in Indian jails and detention centers..

Of the Pakistanis who
are still imprisoned..

..there are approximately
65 fishermen and 78 shepherds.

Several of them are young boys and girls.

Would you like to tell
our viewers your story?

Yes.

Greetings.
I was looking for my younger sister.

That was how I crossed the border.

I have been in the Indian
jail for the past 3 years.

This boy is deaf and mute.
He is a shepherd.

He knows nothing about the LOC border.

Our greed for more fish
drives us further, sir.

What can we do?

We are fishermen, sir.

I was sentenced to six years..

..and it will be 21 years next month.

About 55 of these people have
served their sentences long ago..

..but their country, Pakistan
still disclaims them as its citizens.

We have offered them counselor access.

But, sir, they are still in jail.

It involves national security.

This is too much.
They have one answer for every question.

You asked for the numbers
of Abbowala Mirpur. We received them.

The numbers from Kainaaz's village.

It would be good if we
had brought Seher with us.

She is happy with uncle Suri.

He will take care of her.

Couldn't we call from home?

We have to call from there
to make an international call.

Hello.

Naazo?

Mother.

Mother.

Mother.

Mother.

Naazo. - Mother.

Naazo, my child.

Mother.

God! We had lost all hopes, my child.

Where did you go, my dear?
How are you, my child?

I am good, mother. How are you?

Father.. Mother, how is father?

My daughter was calling out your
name when she breathed her last.

He would suddenly wake
up from his sleep at night.

He used to call out your name.

One night he slept and he did not wake up.

May he go to heaven!

How are you, my child?

I am dying to see you.
Come, my child. Come home.

I am coming, mother.

I am coming, mother.

Mother, how is junior?
- Yes. Yes. Yes.

Junior.

Hey, junior!

Hello.

Junior.
- Sister.

Why has your voice changed?

Do you have a cold?

I am studying in first
year at college, sister.

Yes.

Yes.

Seven years have passed.

You must be grown up.

Tell me something.

Do you still bunk school?

Come home quickly, sister.
- I am coming.

I am coming.

I am coming.

Seher.

How are you?

Look at what we've done.

What have you done?

Wow!

You did all of this?

Ms. Kainaaz,
you turned the house into a home.

We even cooked food.

Wow! I am starving.

Can we eat food quickly?
- Yes.

Come.

Ms. Kainaaz,
you went to a lot of trouble. Stop.

This.

Thank you.

Come, my dear.

Move. Move. Move. Move.

What do you think of the food?

It is very nice, Seher.

I love the food your mother cooks.

The food is truly very delicious.

Thank you.

The moon said, let's dance.
So, the star said, okay.

Then they started dancing.

Dancing girl.

Will you wear your sweater?

It is cold, my dear.

Put your hand in.

It is cold outside.

Come on.

Give me your other hand.

Come on.

Sir, in such cases where
small children are involved..

..both countries offer dual citizenship.

Sir, she is a six-year-old child.

If you appeal, it can be done.

Look, Mr.
Rathod. These things are not so easy.

Sir, it's easy.
It's just that we make it difficult.

Why did you people start
this bus service, sir?

So that people who belong
to Pakistan can go there.

People are going to see
cricketers and fashion shows.

Tell me, sir. What justice is this?

A mother and a child,
who belong there, cannot go.

We do not make laws, Mr. Rathod.

We have to simply accept it.

Let's go.

You can do one thing.

It's not an official channel.

But your work can be done.

Please. Just tell me.

We will do whatever
we can to send them home.

Look, this evening there is a function.

The Indian Home Minister is going
to felicitate Pakistani delegation.

Pakistan's foreign minister Mr.
Wasim will also be present.

I will introduce both of you.

If you manage to have
a face-to-face conversation..

..and if you are lucky,
you won't require all these laws.

Yes.

I am really sorry.
Actually, I spoke too much.

We will definitely do it. Thank you.

Come.

Mr. Saxena, some day come to Pakistan.

Give us also a chance
to show our hospitality.

Eating Lahore's roasted yam..

..and enjoying the cool
breeze of Karachi's beach..

..it's a different
experience altogether.

Come.

Excuse me, sir. Hello.
- Hello.

My name is Vedant Rathod.

I am an Indian news channel's
journalist. - Oh yes!

I know you.

You are fighting a
Pakistani daughter's case.

Right?
- Yes.

Yes. Kainaz Akhtar. She is a Pakistani.

She has come to this
side of the border mistakenly.

He fought her
case and got her justice.

I am grateful to you.

Thank you, sir. It was my duty, sir.

She is here, sir.

She is Kainaz Akhtar.
- Hello.

And her daughter Seher.

Sir, I wanted to request
you and I needed your help.

How can I help you?

Sir, you can do everything.

Sir, the Indian
government has given her..

..permission to return home.

Okay.

But since her daughter was born here..

..Pakistan's government
is not accepting her.

Sir, if you could
talk and do something..

..mother and daughter
would be able to go home.

Yes. I will see what I can do.

Mr. Saxena,
I was saying you should come..

Mr. Wasim.

I am a Pakistani.
My daughter and I want to return home.

Yes. Certainly. Write down her details.

Yes.

Remind me tomorrow
once we reach Islamabad.

Sure.

Tomorrow? Why tomorrow? Why not today?

Just now you said that both
the countries are like brothers.

Well..

So why cannot we travel
from one place to the other?

You are returning tomorrow.
Take me along with you.

I will be grateful to you.

Look, sister.
There are some formalities.

Formalities?

I have been released from prison.

But these formalities
have still imprisoned me.

You tell me.
What is this little girl's fault?

Since six years I am waiting
to return to my country, to my family.

But I am not allowed to come back.

You can help me.

Hey!

Where have they come from? Come on.

You can help us, Mr. Wasim.
- Let's go.

No comments.
- Sir.

Mr. Wasim.

It's true.

Pakistan doesn't help their own people.

Come, Kainaz. Have some food.

Don't be angry. Eat..

What an earful you gave to Mr.
Wasim today!

He was completely speechless.

I was going to applaud.

Today, for the first time,
you showed me..

..the true meaning of your name.

What's the use?
There is nobody to listen.

I am there.
Why do you need anybody else?

You?

You are doing this for yourself,
not for me.

Would you have done this
for any other Pakistani?

You are doing this to lighten
the burden on your heart.

I am doing all this for myself.

I am doing this to lighten
the burden on my heart.

I am slogging day and
night so that you can return..

..to your country with your daughter.

And you are saying
I am doing this for myself.

For my peace of mind.

Despite knowing that
I won't achieve anything..

..once you leave from here.

I was alone. I will be left alone.

And you are saying
I am doing this for myself.

And now when I'm prepared to go..

- ..my own country is stopping me.
- Mother, you are on TV.

You can help us, Mr.
Wasim. Please help us.

Mr. Wasim.

It's true.

It's true.

Pakistan doesn't help their own people.

Yes, mother. Is everything fine?

Your father needs
an emergency operation.

We are going to the hospital.
You also come there.

Fine, mother.
I have just reached Srinagar.

I will be there in some time, mother.

Come soon.
- Yes. I will come soon, mother.

My father has been
admitted in the hospital.

It's an emergency.

You go. Don't worry.
I will go to aunt Suri.

You go.

No. I will first drop you home.
- Please go.

Driver.
- Yes.

Pull over the car.
I will get down here.

Yes. Stop here.

How do you feel?

What happened?

You take so much burden on your heart.

How could you have endured it?

Carefully. Hold on.

Carefully.

Vedant?
- He is coming.

He must have some urgent work.

What is this? This is nothing.

Stop it. Stop it.

What happened with
Veer wasn't his fault.

But what is happening with
him is definitely our fault.

Yashodhara.

Enough.
- This..

I know this is not the
right time for these talks.

But later, it might be too late.

He feels it was entirely his fault.

He feels guilty.

He is killing himself
to fill Veer's void.

I have lost one child.

I don't want to lose another son.

Tell him it's not his fault.

Please tell him.

Please tell him it's not his fault.
It's not my son's fault.

Yashodhara.

My son didn't do anything wrong.

Please tell him.

Please tell him.

He didn't do anything.

When you used to drop stones in the vase
every morning and drink all the water.

Hey, Ved!

Come on. I will serve dinner.

Come on.

Kainaz, some pilaf.

No. It's enough.
- A little.

Thank you.

You didn't take anything.
- It's enough.

Thank you.

It's enough.

Done?

You invited me home. Thank you.

Seher is eating at someone's
house for the first time.

I hated you a lot.

Nothing can give a
father greater sorrow..

..than performing his
young son's last rites.

Along with the son,
his father's soul also dies.

I was Jammu and Kashmir's
police commissioner.

A very powerful man.

I wielded a lot of power.

But not in my heart.

I was a very selfish man.

I was engulfed by my things,
my sorrow, my hatred.

It made no difference to me
what someone else is going through.

When you needed it the most,

Only Vedant supported you.

Every father wants that
his son should be like him.

But today...I am really pleased that..

..my son is a much better man than me.

I am sorry.

No.

Every person has his
own way of dealing with pain.

Your children are your shadow.

They are not different from you.

Kainaz has made milk pudding.

I will bring it.
- I will come with you.

Shall we go?

I will bring your medicine.

Vedant.

Come here, son.

Come here.

Sit.

Son.

I spoke to you so harshly.
I did so many things.

So much of taunts. So much of hatred.

Papa.
- And you endured it silently.

Papa, please. No need to say anything.

Listen, son. Let me speak.

You gave us your entire life.

After Veer's death there
was a void in my heart.

I kept crying for him.

I didn't realize when
you filled that void.

Son, what happened with Veer, happened.

But it wasn't your fault.

Do you understand?

It wasn't your fault.

The letter is from Pakistani embassy.

Both of you...can return to your country.

I am outside.

It's only today that I have realized..

What now?

What we wanted.

You will return to your country.

Isn't this what you wanted?

Can't I stay here?

I wish.

But this isn't your country.

You will have to go back.

My father had given me this talisman.

I don't have anything else to give you.

What you have given me...

is enough to spend my whole life.

It's amazing.

See, how many people
have come to bid you farewell.

It's not a small thing.

It's a kind of movement.

Bye.

Sir, paper please.

This is the child's paper.

Both of you can go.

Thanks.

Won't you come with us?

No.

Because you will come back to meet me.

Pakistan is your mother's country.

Similarly, India is also your country.

Don't forget.

Remember.

What if I miss you?

Do what I will do.

I will look at the sky.

And whenever I see a kite,
I will talk to it.

Thinking that I am talking to you.

To my Seher. That's it.

You also do the same thing.

Goodbye.

Come on, dear.

People fight to unite.

But our fight was of separation.

Both of us won.

But we earned only tears.

You were a bird. And I was a fish.

Our world was different.

Different language.
And different country.

Everybody said we cannot unite.

But I won't forget the moment
you made me hear the heartbeats.

People fight to unite.

But our fight was of separation.

Perhaps love is all
about union and separation.

Giving your love what it needs.

Both of us were imprisoned
by our understanding.

You released me in such a
way that even freedom felt ashamed.

People fight to unite.

But our fight was of separation.

I promise you that we will meet.

Every night through the moon.

I will send you a message
through the blowing wind.

Both of us will be
together in our thoughts.

And in tender memories.

I will say that I met a crazy
man who taught me about living.

You tell everybody
that a stubborn neighbor..

..had come to your house.

It's enough now.

I will remain silent.

Silence is more meaningful.

I will tell everybody to be like you.

That's all I can promise you.

If I say anything more,
I will start crying.

People fight to unite.

But our fight was of separation.

Mother!

Nazu.

Nazu.
- Mother.

Nazu.

Mother. Mother.
Seher. Seher, mother.

My daughter, mother.

My child.

Seher, your granny.

- Sister.
- Junior..

How are you, sister?

Mother, look.