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1658 Delhi..
'The heart of India.'
But it was beating only on the command of one eye.
He who doesn't follow the path of Islam,
will be erased from the path forever.
And whose sound of heartbeats were suppressed under the feet of a ruthless king.
And this was emperor Aurangzeb.
Going against the holy struggle means
going against me.
'All that one could hear were the cries of the poor and the oppressed.'
I will have to bring infidels like you on the religious path
Reason... only one dream.
To see the flag of the Mughal empire wave over India.
He was ready to go through any extent to achieve this dream.
Either non-Muslims were killed or they were forced to change their religion.
'Forcefully putting meat in their mouth...
or urinating on them were some of the ways of converting the religion.'
Not just other religions, Aurangzeb...
wreaked havoc even on various communities of Islam...
because it was not in sync with his thoughts.
Any head that dares to oppose me, will be cut off.
Every person will follow the path of Islam only.
Amen.
But our story doesn't begin from here, instead it starts 25 years back.
YEAR 1634
'When today's Mughal emperor Aurangzeb was a young prince of 16.'
'Since adolescence he had a fancy for rare things.'
'He would either achieve what he desired or destroy it.'
'But on the other side of the picturesque mountains and valleys of Bundelkhand..'
'..was the sword of a brave warrior which was waging war..'
'..on the Mughal ruler Shah Jahan, and that sword belonged..'
'..to the eminent warrior Champatrai of Bundelkhand.'
But Champatrai wasn't alone in this battle.
'His valiant wife Sarandha was also...
fighting shoulder to shoulder alongside him in this battle.'
But the war for national freedom is not always due to foreign invasion operations.
'Sometimes our own turn traitors.'
'And one such traitor was Pahad Singh.'
'He was the son of the king of Orchha, the capital of Bundelkhand..'
'..who was a well wisher of the Mughals.'
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
'That's why the people of Bundelkhand loved Champatrai more than Pahad Singh.'
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
'Greedy and sly Pahad Singh could not tolerate this...
and he wanted to erase Champatrai forever.'
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Brave Champatrai of Bundelkhand! -Hail!
Hence he made a plan to kill Champatrai.
'But those whom the Lord protect, no one can harm.'
'A dedicated soldier of Champatrai put his life at stake and saved Champatrai's life.'
Pahad Singh, such betrayal!
Bheem Singh. -King.
Bheem Singh. -King.
Please go from here.
I will take you along with me. -Please go, King.
We will go together. -King, please leave from here.
In this incident, Champatrai's life was saved,
but he had to flee from Orchha.
'But wherever he would go, the Mughals would be after him.'
YEAR 1649
'On a dark scary night trying to escape,
when he got surrounded by the Mughals,
- then Champatrai and pregnant queen Sarandha - Carefully. Come.
Had to take shelter in a cave.'
Carefully.
Carefully.
Come.
'This night...
- could perhaps have been their last night.' - Come.
Sit down.
I'll be back.
'Seeing pregnant Sarandha's pain,
Champatrai remembered his dead son Sarvahan,
whom the devious Mughal commander Baki Khan had killed fraudulently.
Master.
Beat them, find them.
They must be hiding somewhere close-by.
Yes, sir.
Go. Look here, search there.
Listen, only you know that we are here, not the Mughals.
You leave from here.
Don't worry about me.
Please go.
Blessed is this brave land
where valiant women have indomitable courage and limitless use another word patience.
I promise you
that until the last drop of blood in my body,
I won't let anything happen to you.
I promise you.
'Sarandha...
the brave son who will free the sacred land of Bundelkhand
from the has entered your womb.'
'The Lord has given you the dignity to be the mother of this great personality'
All of you search that side.
Yes, sir. -Not there, sir.
Check everywhere.
He shouldn't escape.
Now I won't leave you and go.
What are you saying?
Please go.
Don't worry about me.
Goddess Vindhyavasini is with me, right?
No, Sarandha.
Why don't you understand?
Please fulfill your duty.
I... I am all right.
Please go.
Please go.
Please go.
Please go.
Search everywhere. -Yes, sir.
Please go. -He shouldn't escape.
Please go.
I will manage everything.
Please go. Go.
They're here.
They're here.
'Seeing his son Sarvahan's killer Baki Khan in front of him,
made Champatrai burn with anger.'
'He was battling alone against him and the Mughal army.'
'On the other side, Sarandha was undergoing labour to give birth.'
'Just then the sound of a baby's crying was heard over the sounds of battle.'
'It felt like life and hope had taken birth...
in between the darkness of death in that cave.'
'How can this child born during the combat of life and death be ordinary?'
This is the land of Bundel
It belongs to the brave and the courageous.
It's an identity of religious warriors.
It's an identity of religious warriors.
Praise be to the Bundelis.
Salutations to the land of the brave.
The land of brave warriors.
Mother, we bow down to you.
Praise be to the Bundelis.
Salutations to the land of the brave.
The land of brave warriors.
Mother, we bow down to you.
'But this child's birth was also giving some extraordinary celestial messages.'
Check that side.
He's there.
He shouldn't escape.
Come on.
Come on.
Hurry up! Come on.
There he is.
Come on.
Hurry up!
Come on.
There he is.
Look here.
Yes, sir. They're here.
Don't leave.
'But Champatrai and Sarandha's actual test was still pending.'
Be courageous, prepare yourself,
the king takes everyone together,
your beloved is with you,
leave everything else.
Where did both of them go?
Come on.
Hey!
There he is.
Search there.
He shouldn't escape.
Hurry up! -Hurry up! Run!
They're here.
Praise be to the Bundelis.
Salutations to the land of the brave.
The land of brave warriors.
Mother, we bow down to you.
He's got the queen on his back
There he is. -He's got the queen on his back
With his son tied to his chest
He jumped the Mor mountains
He jumped the Mor mountains
Hail Goddess Vindhyavasini!
Praise be to the Bundelis.
Salutations to the land of the brave.
The land of brave warriors.
Mother, we bow down to you.
YEAR 1659
Long live the king!
I have to kiss these hands
which emptied the royal treasury
who made the monument of love Taj Mahal for his beloved.
With what audacity are you speaking in my glory, Aurangzeb?
You had the impertinence, father,
to be so blind in love that you even auctioned your throne for it.
What you are doing is wrong, Aurangzeb!
Arrest this traitor.
The new king will be called Alamgir.
Say it.
Say it!
Alamgir king Aurangzeb.
Take him away.
There should be nothing lacking in his service.
After all he is my father.
And yes,
keep him interned from where he can see the tomb of his beloved wife.
Yes, My Lord.
"Lord."
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
Long live emperor Aurangzeb! -Long Live!
"Emperor Aurangzeb."
"Emperor Aurangzeb."
"Lord."
"Emperor Aurangzeb."
"Emperor Aurangzeb."
"Emperor Aurangzeb."
6 YEARS LATER Orchha
Let's see what young Chhatrasal selects from these two things.
That will determine his path and we can speculate his future.
Here, Prince, of these two, pick whichever you like.
I will fight and write as well.
Warriors have swords and not slingshots in their hands.
Time was moving ahead at its own pace,
Chhatrasal kept growing like the phases of the moon.
'Mother Sarandha had only brought him up.'
Chhatrasal learned both, arms and scriptures, from her.
He who walks with everyone,
the greatest friend
and one who will prick the enemy like a thorn.
Our son will be
Our son will protect his people like a canopy,
the world will know this son of Bundelkhand as Chhatrasal.
Due to repeated attacks from the Mughals,
they had to keep changing their home with Chhatrasal very often.
'After a gap of one year when they were living with the tribal
in an ordinary village in Orchha,
what happened one night was something no one had ever imagined.'
Hey, friend.
Come here.
Yes.
Oh God!
That tiger took away my baby.
Someone, do something. Get my baby back.
Where did that tiger go? -There.
Come on.
Come on.
What shall we do now, Village Head?
Going in the forest at this time means death.
My baby!
Hey...
Hey...
Who's this crazy child to jump into the throes of death?
My baby!
He got the baby.
He found the baby. -My baby is saved.
You've come like God for me, son. Who are you?
You don't seem to be someone ordinary. Who are you?
I am Mr. Champatrai and mother Sarandha's son Chhatrasal.
Prince Chhatrasal?
You have returned a child to his mother.
May God give you lots of strength and power
such that you become famous in every corner of India.
Warrior Chhatrasal! -Hail!
Warrior Chhatrasal! -Hail!
Warrior Chhatrasal! -Hail!
Warrior Chhatrasal! -Hail!
Mother.
Mother.
Mother, you are angry with me, right?
Not with the food.
Please punish me but don't remain quiet like this.
You haven't eaten anything since morning.
If you truly cared for me then you wouldn't have done this.
Now how do I make you believe that I care for you a lot?
All right then.
I will stand on one foot until you forgive me and won't eat anything.
Why on one foot?
Stand on your head.
As it is you love to play with danger, isn't it?
You won't listen to me anyways.
You'll do what you want to, so do it.
Here, mother.
Now I'm standing on my head.
Please forgive me now.
Leave it.
Stand up straight. Come on.
Enough of all this.
Mother, I accept that I erred.
Without giving a second thought I confronted that tiger.
But what could I have done, mother?
At that moment all I was thinking about was that infant's life.
Son, your intention was good but your method was dangerous.
Remember one thing always.
There is a very thin line between bravery and foolishness.
Yes, mother,
but you only taught me that fear is a human's biggest weakness.
And there is only one way to overcome it,
and that is to face it bravely.
Then fear itself will go away.
So that's what I did.
But.. -Queen,
Chhata has accepted his mistake.
Please forgive him.
Mother, you needn't worry at all.
Your motherly love and God's mercy will always protect me like a shield.
Search all around for these non-Muslims.
They must be hiding somewhere nearby.
Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
The motive of your life is calling out to you.
The dark intense night of your test has arrived.
Get up. Wake up and move ahead fearlessly.
I am always with you.
Wake up, Chhatrasal.
Chhata! Chhata!
Wake up quickly, Chhata!
You will have to go from here. The Mughals have attacked.
Wake up!
But, mother, how can I leave you'll alone here and go?
Son, this is a time of tough trial for us but we cannot act emotionally.
What are you doing?
Mother, I will stay here and fight the Mughals.
I will protect my family. I will fulfill my duty.
Son, try to understand the seriousness of the situation.
A warrior's first duty is towards his motherland and not his family
And your prime duty is towards the land of Bundel
and this is what your father has always done.
Take this, son, and leave from here.
But, mother, how can I leave you alone in this battle with the Mughals?
If anything happens to you then I..
Son, nothing will happen to me.
Even if a hundred jackals come together, they cannot harm a tiger,
because a tiger is a tiger.
Let these Mughals come, we will deal with them.
In such difficult times, we just keep our faith in God.
We will fight.
And win.
Yes.
Our intentions are good so our destiny will also be good.
Nothing will happen to us.
You needn't worry about us.
Till we have weapons in our hands,
it's our pledge that we won't bow down in front of the Mughals.
Then... then what order do you have for me, mother?
Son, I want you to go to your sister Maankuvari.
You will get both, shelter and security.
Son, in these disparate times we may not be with you,
but our love and blessings will always be with you.
Son, a person's real test is in his difficult times.
Your mother and I have always considered the whole of Bundelkhand as our house,
the community here as our family,
the soil as the sandalwood on our forehead and the water here as Ambrosia.
You must also consider the whole land of Bundel as your palace.
These high and low mountains,
dense uncultivated lands, uneven roads are all yours. Your own.
And I have faith that wherever you will go in Bundelkhand,
you will be treated with lots of respect and love from people.
And remember one thing, son, whatever be the circumstances,
don't ever lose your existence.
And always remember that Champatrai and Sarandha's blood runs in your veins.
Be happy.
I have faith
that the Mughals won't last long in front of your sharpness and courage.
Obeying your orders, I am going far from both of you,
but I will await the good news,
that the brave Bundelis taught the Mughals a lesson.
Sir.
Sir.
There's bad news, sir.
I just learnt that your parents..
Master..
Master..
Nothing has happened to you.
Please get up.
Come.
You can't be so weak.
I have only one regret that I could not bring unity amongst our own.
Had Bundelkhand stood united erasing their personal clashes and hatred,
then we would have achieved freedom.
Forgive me, Mother,
that your son couldn't free you from these terrorists.
No, don't say that.
The soil of Bundel is proud of you.
Look, the Mughal soldiers are approaching.
You will have to get up.
Please get up.
Listen to what I say.
Listen.
If I die at the hands of the Mughals, it will be my biggest defeat.
Queen,
I don't want to die defeated.
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