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These ruins you see were once
the fortress of Sher Shah Suri's empire.
It's capital.
And when Humayun conquered the Suri dynasty
he thought of making a fresh start from this very place.
Unfortunately though, he died here in an accident a few days later.
And his body was buried in this very fort.
And when Humayun's tomb was ready,
soil was taken from his tomb through this very door.
And since then this door is well known as Humayun Ka Darwaza.
Come with me. I'll show you.
What happened?
Tired?
Did you call me here to check out these ruins?
It's history, not ruins, Mr Jai.
A layer over a layer.
One civilisation over another.
An ambition over another ambition.
Betrayal.
Jealousy.
Victory-defeat.
Disappointment.
Hope.
Passion.
Love.
Within these walls, echoes of these emotions still linger to this day.
You can hear it.
Looks like you have a keen interest in history.
I have a keen interest in you.
You are interested in me?
When did that happen?
When you blocked the CBI's path to shield Rani aunty.
That was the first time I saw you on TV.
You looked like a movie star.
Since then.
But aren't you interested in me?
No.
Then why did you cancel your flight to Patna
and come here for this history walk?
Hello?
What are you thinking?
I am thinking of completing the round
I left unfinished in Mathura with you.
What?
Will you marry me, historian?
The efforts of Rani Bharti's opposition was dealt a huge blow
when her key ally from Tamil Nadu P. Sunderraja
walked out midway through the first official meeting of
the new opposition alliance, Rashtriya Jana Samman Morcha.
Moreover, he even appealed not to link his presence at the Bihar Bhavan
with the opposition alliance.
And said.
I was here at the Bihar Bhavan canteen...
What is it?
Litti Choka.
Yes.
I came here to try out Litti Choka.
As a result, Rani Bharti's opposition alliance seems to be falling apart
even before it could truly take shape.
And the question remains.
Will Rani Bharti be overwhelmed by this blow?
Kaveri. Please.
Or whether she will make a fresh attempt?
Coffee?
No.
I have heard that
ruffian Jay was negotiating with alliance partners.
And Rani asked you to sit out.
Muradji, I am confused,
are you PM's political advisor or of RJSP's?
It is our internal matter.
Let it be.
It's not internal.
It's a family matter, Kaveri.
RJSP
has been reduced to a family enterprise.
And instead of serving Bihar,
you are serving this family.
Did you quit your job for this?
Is this why you went to jail?
All your efforts are getting wasted.
Are you equating efforts to reward?
Okay.
Okay.
Then here's a reward for you without any effort.
Sunderraja has agreed to leave the Coimbatore Lok Sabha seat.
Only for you.
Contest the next election from there.
On our party's ticket.
Are you really this naรฏve, Muradji?
Do you think this
is the first time I have been offered such a proposal?
Or do you people think
the PM has bought my loyalty by sending me to the UN?
Sorry to disappoint you.
I will never abandon Rani Bharti.
But she abandoned you long back.
There are 55000 Malayali voters in Coimbatore.
Kaveri will most definitely win if she contests elections from there.
What did Kaveri say?
I don't want to add to my sins by lying.
Kaveri
didn't say yes.
But even the Gods can't figure out a woman.
But she didn't say no either.
I have heard that PM is going to personally conduct
a rally in Coimbatore to campaign for Kaveri.
Joshi will use her and throw her away.
You are absolutely right.
Kaveri can never get the respect and honour
you are giving her anywhere else.
But little does she know that she is the scapegoat here.
She was telling them.
"I want to come out of Rani Bharti's shadow."
"I want to be independent."
"And make an independent profile."
Roshni. My dear,
you've all grown up now.
The God works in mysterious ways.
I came to see the Goddess.
And I got to see her divine daughter.
Do you recognise me?
No?
Gauri Uncle.
When you were little, you used to sit on my lap and play.
Does that ring a bell?
Yes, I have grown old.
So, it must be difficult to recognize me?
Oh, yeah. I remembered.
It's you.
Just turn around.
Please turn around.
No.
I mean spin around.
Spin around
Spin around
What are you looking at, dear?
Your tail.
It's been so many years.
But it is still crooked, Pandeyji.
I am not a dog.
I am a snake.
And one should watch a snake's hood,
not its tail.
The thing is
I have already told Raniji
that I can't enter into a pre poll alliance with her.
Uncle, I haven't come to discuss political matters.
This is personal.
Uncle, I want to marry Aditi.
I know.
You are thinking that the elders should be discussing this, not Aditi and me.
Mom should've come here. Right?
But I believe,
Why should mom come here to discuss, when I am the one who wants to get married.
Don't mind my frankness.
Son, what you call 'frank' in English,
the Hindi word for it is loudmouth.
I am not against this marriage.
My daughter is well educated, mature.
I am glad that she has found a partner.
But I deeply regret that you are that partner.
Papa, what are you saying?
I am just being frank, my dear.
What are you?
Who are you?
Your only identity is being Bheema and Rani Bharti's son.
And if I have to put it frankly, a worthless son.
Your younger brother Surya has gone abroad to study.
And you are a school dropout.
And you went into business with Rishi Aggarwal
wherein even your own government rejected your tenders.
And when it came to political heritage,
your mother trusted Roshni more than you.
If we remove your Surname 'Bharti'
you will be just Jai Prakash.
A worthless nobody.
Now I can't go against my daughter's wish.
I will approve this marriage.
But on one condition.
I can do anything for Aditi.
Just tell me the condition.
If I told you, you'd run scared.
I will talk to Rani Bharti.
Sir.
A girl, a lady is insisting on meeting you.
Ask her to meet me at office.
I told her.
But she says that she will not leave till she meets you.
Take off the veil.
I know who you are.
How did you recognise me?
By your tail.
These days in Patna, only old timers like you
wear embroidered Bengali dhotis.
You are my only true friend in the whole of Bihar.
Why?
Have your folks in Delhi stopped throwing you scraps?
Do you think I'll take offence to you
comparing me to a dog?
So let me tell you.
I am used to it now.
This is the atonement for my misdeeds.
But what misdeeds are you paying for, Mishra?
Don't mind.
Do you have any idea
what you are called in Delhi's political circle?
Rani Bharti's watchdog, Mishra!
We are the same species, Mishra.
But you enjoy comfort and luxury as a politician,
while I face hardships and abuse.
I have some news for you from Lucknow.
Shall I tell you if you are done abusing me?
Hello, Mr Anderson.
I'm so sorry. I have been a little tied up.
I couldn't take your call.
Tell me please.
Let me come straight to the point.
Is the deal off?
Of course not, sir. The deal is not off.
It is on.
I know things got a little pushed due to the political scenario.
That's it.
And what about the 20 million I gave you?
Do you plan to pocket it all?
Why do you have to mention it each time we talk, Mr Anderson?
20 million dollars is just peanuts that are distributed among
many people between Delhi to Chennai.
You think I have not paid up people and I am lying to you.
Mr Anderson, I would have returned your money with interest
if I was not sure the deal is still on.
You know what?
If you plan to fuck with me,
I'll drag your ass to the court.
Remember that.
Fuck it.
Then you do what you want to do, Mr Anderson.
You better watch your tone with me.
No, you are threatening me with a legal suit
and you expect me to talk to you politely.
That is not happening.
See you in court.
Yeah. Fuck you, Mr Anderson. Fuck you.
Thank you.
Gayatri,
will this work?
Hundred percent.
It has volcanic ash, zinc, magnesium, sulphur.
Your skin will start glowing within a few sessions.
Like how your skin glows?
For that, you'll have to be born to a Kashmiri Pandit.
Maybe in the next birth, Mr Joshi.
What are you reading?
Kudos to Rani Bharti.
The alliance may have fallen apart, but she refuses to give up.
She is using her son to establish ties with Balmukund.
Rani is also a politician like me.
She resigned from the post of the CM and challenged me.
She will flap her hands harder than ever to stay relevant.
If you let her flap her hands, she will soon learn how to swim.
Balmukund has money,
muscle power
and a committed vote bank too.
Rani must have thought it through before betting on her son.
I don't like her guts.
Neither do I.
Right.
"My brother looks super cool."
"My brother looks super cool."
"With the chaplet on his head, and make up on his face
"With the chaplet on his head, and make up on his face
my brother has become beautiful."
"My brother looks super cool."
"My brother looks super cool."
This village is very troublesome.
"If she goes out of your sight."
"My brother looks like a rose."
"My brother looks like a rose."
"My brother looks super cool."
"My brother looks super cool."
"My brother looks super cool."
"My brother looks super cool."
- Mom... - Stand properly.
Stand properly.
I will unbutton it in a bit.
Leave it.
Hands off.
Now you look better.
Mom...
Congratulations.
Congrats.
I am delighted that you are here.
I am truly grateful.
How could I not come? She is like my daughter.
I told you I would come.
- Please. - Please.
You must be wondering why
has Balmukund invited Murad.
Right?
Yes. The PM called off the alliance with mom.
And her in-law is inviting his people to her party.
You do not know Balmukund's history, Roshni.
Balmukund and Bheema Babu became Chief ministers of UP and Bihar
respectively at roughly the same time.
He joined hands with the central government at times
and at times with his opponents for survival.
He is with Raniji just for show.
He has left other options open too.
So that after the elections,
he can align with whichever alliance
is most likely to form the government and return to power.
So why did Balmukundji agree to Jai and Aditi's marriage in the first place?
Balmukundji has asked Jai for a very heavy price to approve this marriage.
What?
You.
What do you mean?
Balmukundji wants his soon to be son-in-law to be Bihar's chief minister.
What are you saying, Mishra uncle?
Come closer.
Does mom know this?
Raniji did what she did while choosing Bihar's chief minister.
Sacrifice.
She sacrificed me and made you the Chief Minister
to prevent the party from falling apart.
And now she has agreed to this
condition too for the alliance.
Why are you telling me this, Mishra uncle?
Because I don't want
Jai to be Bihar's chief minister.
I am not sure
if you know.
Jai is still harbouring hopes.
But I will stop him at any cost, Roshni.
And I think this should be your goal too.
- My fellow countrymen, today I want to... - Sir.
Keep it a bit slow.
Sir, this line here...
You will continue from here.
Thank you.
You came from so far.
I am so glad.
Come on, call him.
- Brother-in-law, come. - Jai, come.
- Hurry up. - Bunty.
- Yes. - Go offer it to everyone.
- Why are you hesitating so much? - How much time did it take from Murabad?
- It took two and a half hours. - Come.
Okay.
No, an hour.
Offer it to everyone.
It's so hot.
I'm so glad you came.
Serve cold drinks to everyone.
Come on. Photo session is over.
Jai Prakash Bharti,
congratulations.
You will have to come with us.
Are you out of your mind?
Look,
we need to question you regarding something important.
What?
What do you want to ask me?
About the Orissa coal mining contract.
Sir, is this okay for you?
I guess so. Thank you very much.
We are going live.
5... 4...
Hold on. Lip balm.
Thank you.
Long live brother Jai!
Long live brother Jai!
CED go back! Go back!
My fellow countrymen,
today marks 4 years and 2 months of our government in office.
Long live brother Jai!
Long live brother Jai!
The cabinet has today advised the President
to dissolve the Lok Sabha and call for immediate elections.
CED go back! Go back!
I know that there are still 8 months left in my government's tenure.
But I am not greedy for power.
Long live brother Jai!
And I am fully confident that our alliance will secure a majority again
and this servant of yours will get to serve you once again.
Take care.
Jai Hind.
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