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'Alif.'

'The first word of Arab, Urdu and Parsi.'

'The first step towards knowledge.'

'Education is the most important need in this world.'

'It's the most important need.'

'But with changing time, isn't it important'

'to know and understand'

'as to which education is better?'

'Which knowledge brings human and the Almighty together'

'and gives us the strength to laugh and smile together?'

'Alif'

'is the foremost book of knowledge.'

'On every page of this book its written'

'one needs education to live his life and not rivalry.'

Hail the Allah.

Hail the Allah.

Hail the Allah.

Shaqil. - Hail the Allah. - Shaqil.

Shut up! I'm coming. - Hurry up!

We're getting late.

Shaqil, what are you doing? Hurry up!

Sir will hit us. Shaqil, we'll get late for school.

I'm coming. - Shaqil. - To hell with you.

Where were you? - Shut up! Mom, I'm going to school.

Let's go. - Let's go.

Where do we sit? - Wait.

Give it to me. - Here. - Give it.

Hold on.

It's done. It's fine now.

Shaqil, what did you bring?

Wait. I'll show it to you.

Where did you get chicken from? - It belonged to Mrs. Jamila.

Mom caught it. - When?

It came to our terrace at night.

'Keep your chickens safely. - How would I know you'll take it?'

'Door.. - 'Terrace..'

'Don't I have eyes.. - Your family..'

'The one who had my chicken will suffer from tuberculosis'

'and many other diseases.'

'May he be cursed all his life.'

'Who are you to curse me?'

'Just because you own 20 chickens.. - I won't back out.'

'You think you're a queen.'

'Leave me.. - I won't spare you. - Loser.'

Did you steal it? - Oh, God! No. We didn't steal it.

Then? - It's the fine.

For what? - For coming to our terrace.

"Bismillah!"

"Bismillah!"

"Bismillah!"

"Bismillah!"

"Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Raheem."

Rahim..

Shaqil, don't do it.

Shaqil.

The teacher will hit you. Don't! Don't!

Get lost. - Don't, Shaqil.

Shaqil, I'll tell your mom. - Don't.

Get lost. - The teacher will hit you. Don't.

Don't bother him, Shaqil. - He's acting too cool.

Shaqil, are you going home? - Yes.

I'm going to my dad's clinic, to have medicines.

See you in the evening. - Okay.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

What happened in school today?

You know, I completed a paragraph.

Hey, great!

Was the teacher happy? - He was elated.

What did he say?

Did he praise you? - Yes. He did.

Mr. Raza. - Yes?

Is your name Maruf Raza?

No. It's not mine. It is my father's name.

There's a letter for him from Pakistan.

From Pakistan?

Here you go.

'Dad..'

'Dad, save me.'

'Dad!'

It had come a month ago.

But as you know, I don't come here often.

I've heard that you often used to get letters from Pakistan.

But since the past 10 to 15 years, you didn't get any.

At least, I didn't see any.

And no one wants to come so far from the post office.

I hope you understand.

Thank you.

Your love makes me feel like a loner.

Your love..

Juhi. Listen to me, Juhi.

Enough of all this. Now, listen to my poetry.

Flying kites is much more fun than your poetries.

Hold your thread reel. I shall leave.

Hey, listen to me. - Keep flying your kite.

Look, I lost the kite. Tell me, what is it? - Listen.

You and your poetry. - Shammi. - I'm fed up of it.

Shammi. - Look..

Hey, you poet! - She's here..

Will you come down or will you be there all your life?

She's always on the terrace.

Let's go down otherwise, aunt will scold you along with me.

To hell with your aunt.

She keeps on ranting. - Quiet! Lower your voice

otherwise, she'll hear it.

So what? You're scared of her.

She's not my mother.

Oh, God! - Hey! - Shammi, my darling!

There's no fun in life without love and risk.

The one who takes risks is a fool.

My poet, poets like you are fools.

People like me enjoy it.

Will you come down or spend your life there?

I've no idea when this lady will keep quiet. - Your uncle is on his way.

I'll send him upstairs and he'll take you to task.

Let's go. Hurry up! If uncle comes, I'll be in trouble.

Hey!

Dad.

Dad.

There's a letter, Dad.

I didn't have enough courage to read it alone.

'Greetings, Dad.'

'I'm fine and I pray to God for your wellbeing.'

'Dad, finally, Allah fulfilled my long awaited unfulfilled wish.'

'The wish to hug you, Dad.'

'My struggles have paid off.'

'I've got visa to return to my nation.'

'I'll be coming home on the 15th of next month.'

'I wish to write more than this, Dad. But I don't feel like.'

'I've written many letters till date'

'but I never got answer for one.'

'But you don't know, Dad'

'that after writing every letter to you'

'I write a fake letter of your name to myself'

'to console my soul. It calms me down.'

'It has got your blessings.'

'And it reassures me that you still love me a lot.'

'Your unfortunate daughter, Zehra.'

Dad, sister's still annoyed with me.

She didn't mention anything about me in the letter.

'May I have your attention please?'

'Train number 14258'

'New Delhi to Varanasi, Kashi Vishwanath express'

'is standing on platform two.'

'May I have your attention please?'

'Train number 14258'

'New Delhi to Varanasi, Kashi Vishwanath express'

'is standing on platform two.'

'May I have your attention please?'

'Train number 14258'

'New Delhi to Varanasi, Kashi Vishwanath express'

'is standing on platform two.'

'May I have your attention please?'

'Train number 14258'

'New Delhi to Varanasi, Kashi Vishwanath express'

'is standing on platform two.'

Sister, myself Raza.

Pardon me for being late.

Come. Let's go.

Greetings. - God bless you, dear.

Greetings. - God bless you, dear.

Sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law.

'Dad, look, Raza is bothering me.'

'Raza!'

'Our house is beautiful, isn't it, Dad?'

'I will never leave this.'

'Dad. Come, Dad.'

'Come, Dad. Where are you?'

'Dad, where are you?'

'Zehra.'

'Zehra.'

'Zehra.'

'Zehra.'

'Zehra. Zehra.'

'Raza, why do you bother her?'

'Zehra.'

Did you see, Dad?

Finally, your wish got fulfilled.

I was destined to fulfil your wish.

Look at your condition. Just look.

This is not fair.

Now that I have come, everything will be fine.

Everything will be fine.

Sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law.

Actually, he was paralysed

after you left.

He can recognise everyone

but even if he wants to, he can't say anything.

Come on, Sister-in-law. You've come from so far.

Come on. Have something.

You will stay here. Come on.

which school do you study in?

He goes to a madrasa, Aunt.

He's learning verses from the Quran.

21 of them are done. If he by hearts the nine others

he'll definitely become a hafiz.

Yes, Aunt. - Really?

But why do you send him to a madrasa?

Why didn't you send him to a convent school?

Actually.. - Aunt. Good schools are far from here.

And no Muslim wants to study there.

Not like we have any less problems

that we will send him five kilometres away amongst Hindus.

He'll study here.

Yes.

Rest is Allah's wish.

Listen..

Take her upstairs. - Yes. - Okay?

Aunt, let's go to the terrace and fly a kite.

Yes. You go, I'll come in sometime.

Shaqil.

Shaqil. - What is it?

Shall I cut the string of your kite?

No.. I am still a learner.

Come to the terrace tomorrow. Sister Shammi will teach you.

No. I'll learn from Brother Jamal.

He's coming tomorrow.

My Sister Shammi will cut the string of Jamal's kite.

No, Jamal will cut Shammi's kite's string.

Sister Shammi will win.

No. Brother Jamal.

Sister Shammi.

Brother Jamal will win.

Sister Shammi will win.

No. Brother Jamal will win.

Sister Shammi!

Brother Jamal!

Sister Shammi!

Brother Jamal will win!

Sister Shammi!

Brother Jamal will win!

Sister Shammi!

Brother Jamal!

Sister Shammi!

Brother Jamal

Shaqil..

I'm coming.

I won't come to school today.

But we don't have to attend the Friday prayer today.

So what? Brother Jamal has come.

Didn't you see his motorcycle?

He'll take me for a ride.

Then, I have to learn how to fly a kite.

I got parathas for you. - Really?

Would you like to meet Brother Jamal?

Come on. Let's go.

Shaqil. - Yes, Brother?

Who is he?

He's Ali, Brother.

You came after a long time. How would you recognise him?

Peace be upon you, sir. - Peace be upon you.

Are you Hakim Raza's son?

Yes.

Shaqil.

What are these books for?

They are full of poetry.

Do you like poetry?

No.

I don't like it.

Sister Shammi likes it. She writes it on her own.

Everybody writes on their own.

Shaqil.

Yes, Brother?

Did mom send some food?

Mom didn't send anything. But Ali has got parathas.

Parathas?

Sister prepared them.

Let's taste it.

It's delicious.

Let me do my work.

Shaqil, tell him.

Shaqil, tell him. - What? - Motorcycle.

Don't you want to go for a ride?

Brother.

Brother, listen, Brother.

Brother, will you take us for a ride on your motorcycle?

Brother.

Brother, take us. - In the evening.

Okay, Brother, listen.

Brother, please teach me how to fly a kite too, okay?

Yes, I will. - Yes? That too in the evening?

I will teach you.

Let's go. - Let's go.

Goodbye, sir. - Goodbye, Brother. - Goodbye.

Hey, Shaira!

Go and see why Ali didn't come back from the school yet.

He must definitely be having fun with Shaqil.

And listen, cover your head.

I wonder when she will learn.

Hey, wow! Faster.

Shaqil.. - Faster..

Sir.. - We reached home.

Why did you stop, sir? - Come on. Get down.

Get down, Shaqil.

Brother, one more round. - Sir, one more round.

You asked me for two rounds but we went for 10.

Come on. Get down. - Brother, one more. - Please one more.

I'll take you tomorrow.

Get down. I've some important work.

Get down. - We won't get down until you take us for another round.

I told you, I'll take you tomorrow. Get down.

Fine, Brother.

Brother, I'm requesting again. Take us for a ride.

Yes, sir.

You won't have to go tomorrow. - Tomorrow.

Oh, God! He's not agreeing.

Where are you going?

To home. Where else?

It's been so long.

Mom must have sent sister in search of me.

Shaqil.

Shaqil.

Shaqil.

Shaqil.

Shaqil is not here.

Is Ali there?

Ali! - I just told you, Shaqil's not here. - Ali.

Even Ali isn't here.

Are you Mr. Raza's niece?

Ali was with me a few minutes back.

He must have gone home.

Listen.

I need to resolve an issue, will you help me?

Hey, listen!

Parathas were delicious. Thank you.

You know, you went there

and Shammi went in search of you to Shaqil's place.

Really?

Ali, what will happen now?

Ali, come here. - Hey!

I'm having food. - Come. I'll feed you.

Hey! - Where are you taking me? - What happened? - Leave me.

I'm starving.

I'll tell you where I am taking you.

What happened, Sister?

Shammi. - What did I do?

Who told Shaqil's brother that I write poetry?

And why did you feed the parathas to Shaqil's brother

which were meant for Shaqil?

Tell me. - Ali.

I gave it to Shaqil. - Why have you closed the door?

What is so important?

He gave it to Mr. Jamal. - Quiet!

Don't you dare tell her anything.

Even I'll tell her that instead of going to the school

you went on a ride with Shaqil's brother.

Ali. - Hold on.

Open the door.

What..

What happened?

Nothing. I have to cut Shaqil's brother's kite.

Hey!

Yes. I am flying it.

Wait a minute.

Hurry up!

Sister, higher.

Hey, wait!

Yes.. - I'll cut the string.

Sister, that one is trying to cut our string.

Hey, wait! This.. - He's going to cut the string of your kite.

Sister, what's wrong with you today?

Do it properly.

I am flying it properly, Ali. - Give it to me, Sister.

I'll fly it. - Hey, wait. - Sister, it's coming down.

Careful, Sister.- I'll cut the string now. - Brother.

Please fly my kite.

Look. - Come on.

Sister, hurry up!

Hey, wait! I'll cut it now.

Hey.. Give it.. - Here, you too fly it.

Oh, God! He came again.

I will defeat you.

And I will also take your kite.

Sister, fly it higher.

Cut the string of Shaqil's kite.

Sister, cut it.

Today, Brother Jamal is with me. No one can cut the string of my kite.

I won't spare your kite. Wait and watch.

What has happened to you today, Sister?

Ask her what has happened to her.

Sister, cut it. Hurry up!

What are you doing, Sister? Cut the string of Shaqil's kite.

Sister, Shaqil's brother is very good at flying kites.

He has come from Delhi.

He defeats everyone.

Come on. Let's cut the string of his kite.

He must be good at it.

I don't want to get into a fight with him.

Come on. Let's go down.

Come on. - Sister, let us cut the string.

I don't want to get into this. - Hey.. What happened, Shammi?

Listen, where are you taking us? - Let me cut the string

It'll be fun.

Hey, Shammi!

He wants to talk to you and you're not showing any interest.

My poet, this is not poetry. This is love.

'May my heart get over this restlessness'

'if I get a glimpse of your face.'

'I love you.'

'I love you.'

'I love you.'

'May you fall'

'for me too.'

'May my heart strive for'

'your love to an extent'

'where my incessant love'

'becomes evident to you.'

'It is a mistake to'

'make any mistake.'

'My life is meaningless'

'if it's without you.'

"A river"

"is thirsty."

"No one knows"

"what it is in search of."

"The sea"

"is still alone."

"No one knows"

"what it is waiting for."

"Love takes one's sleep away."

"Love takes one's sleep away."

"Love is powerful enough to defeat everyone."

"Love can change one's religion too."

"Love makes everyone speak."

"Love makes one speechless too."

"In search of love, one can lose oneself."

"Love made me love myself too."

"Love is the treatment to all illness."

"It can treat anything and everything."

"Love is the treatment to all illness."

"It can treat anything and everything."

"Love is the treatment to all illness."

"It can treat anything and everything."

That's it. It's done.

You look great. - Absolutely.

You're right.

Easy, Brother.

Sit down. I am holding you.

Give it to me.

Here.

Today, he must be feeling really good.

He's bathing after a long time.

'Dad, greetings.'

'I am fine.'

'I'm fine and I pray to God for your wellbeing.'

'I've written so many letters'

'but I never got an answer to any of it.'

'Goodbye, Dad.'

'May I get to see you as soon as possible.'

'Dad, it was your wish to send me to Pakistan.'

'This nation is not like ours, Dad.'

'They too have dangerous people'

'because of whom you sent me to Pakistan.'

'Raza, dad has forgotten us.'

'For God's sake, help me out.'

'Get me out of this hell.'

'No one knows me.'

'I have no one here.'

'This is like a dungeon'

'where I feel like a prisoner.'

'Save me.'

Sister.

Are you still annoyed with me?

Sister, I had written an answer to your letter.

You didn't get it.

Sister, letter.

As soon as I posted the letter in the post office

I saw a few policemen after me.

They threatened me.

They told me that if I write a letter to Pakistan again

they'll put me behind bars.

They said, 'Pakistan is our enemy.'

They said

that I may write any letter to anyone in this world

but Pakistan.

Sister.

Sister.

Sister, I was scared.

Sister, forgive me. I couldn't do anything for you.

Enough, Raza.

Look.. Look at me.

Look at me.

Enough.

Enough.

I know..

I know that dad was scared

and so were you.

But I don't want

our children to be scared

and under duress.

We will have to make them strong, Raza.

The power of knowledge.

Which word has been repeated in Quran?

Knowledge.

But he is gaining knowledge.

Knowledge is not just about by hearting Quran.

Knowledge gives

power to understand humans.

It should help you understand the law of this beautiful world.

It should tell us the way of making it better.

And then, knowledge is the way to religion.

Raza, the Almighty has given us this world

to live in it.

That's why, it is very important

to gain knowledge along with understanding religion.

And teach our children too.

I have a request.

Admit Ali to a good school.

I don't want him to become a hakim.

I want him to become a doctor.

Doctor.

Come, my dear Ali.

Principal.

May peace be upon you.

He's my son, Ali.

You must have got a call from the madrasa.

Come.

Come on. Thank you.

Look.

Your case is quite different.

A 12 year old does not know anything.

He is quite intelligent, Principal.

He's the smartest child of his madrasa.

That's what you think.

There's a difference between a madrasa and a school.

But never in my life have I seen

a student coming to our school from a madrasa.

But I will give you this opportunity.

Thank you.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning. - This is the third letter from the commissioner, sir.

Is it? - He had sent two letters before this, sir.

What has to be done about his recommendations?

Mr. Bharadwaj. - Yes, sir.

We will have to do something as it is the commissioner's letter.

Yes.

Go and proceed with the admission.

Okay, sir.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

Let's admit him to the third class. - Okay.

In three months, we'll get to know how intelligent he is

- Yes. - ...and how much he can cope up with.

Okay. Fair enough.

Okay. - Thank you.

Will you tell me what happened?

I won't study in the madrasa anymore.

Why? - No.

Won't you become a hafiz?

Aunt has asked me to become a doctor.

The school is in a Hindu locality.

And Brother Jamal says that every Hindu is jealous of Muslims.

They won't let you study. Wait and watch.

Why won't they let me study?

Shaqil, the school is really good. You too come along.

I'm sure it costs a lot of money.

Shaqil, until you get money, I'll keep you updated

with everything that happens in the school.

And as soon as you arrange for money, you too can come along.

But Brother Jamal will never let me go to school.

Why? - He says that only through studying in a madrasa

can one get closer to the Allah.

But aunt says that one can love the Almighty by gaining knowledge.

What kind of knowledge?

What you gain from studying in school.

"Help from Allah and a near victory is imminent."

Ali.. - Ali. - You look so good.

Your uniform looks so good. - Ali..

"Help from Allah.." - Ali.. - Study well, Ali.

"Help from Allah and a near victory is imminent."

Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning, ma'am.

Good morning. Sit down.

Thank you, ma'am. - Thank you, ma'am.

New admission? What's your name?

I'm asking you.

Stand up.

Why are you all laughing?

I said, silence!

Silence!

Stand up.

Where are you from, dear? Silence.

Don't laugh.

Keep silence.

It's okay, dear. Sit down.

Sit down.

Okay. We'll read a new chapter. What is the name of it?

Today, we'll read the story of Tom Sawyer.

You know?

Do you know who Tom Sawyer is?

I'll write it here. Tom Sawyer.

Mr. Jamal.

I leave the responsibility of this madrasa to you.

May you be successful in it.

If Allah wills it.

I will definitely make your dreams come true.

If Allah wills it. Congratulations.

Thank you for having faith in me.

Sir.

Greetings, sir.

Mr. Shankar, you're having tea all alone!

Get one for me too. - Have a seat, sir.

I'll ask someone to get it.

First, tell me, what happened with the two of them? - Yes?

Who?

The two Pakistanis. - Pakistani?

The ones whose visa expired. You're impossible.

Okay, sir.

Hurry up! I have to send the files.

Okay, sir.

Greetings.

Tell me.

I..

I've come from Doshipura.

Tell me what you want.

My sister has come from Pakistan.

She has got a visa of three months.

It's been one and a half months.

One and a half is left, sir.

What is her name?

Z-Zehra Raza.

Zehra Raza.

Shankar, take out the file.

Zehra Raza. - Okay. I'll take it out.

Sir, file.

Okay. Then?

Sir, don't send her back to Pakistan.

Sir.. She.. Sir..

Sir, she was born in this nation, sir.

I-I've got all the certificates, sir.

Birth certificate. School certificate.

Please don't let her go, sir.

Please don't let her go, sir.

How did she become a Pakistani?

A riot broke out, sir.

There was blood everywhere.

There was panic in the crowd.

People were being killed.

People were yearning for their lives.

My elder brother and his wife were killed in this incident.

I somehow managed to rescue their daughter.

Dad, sister and I were alive.

Everything and everyone else was destroyed.

Everything was burnt.

One of dad's close friend asked us

to send sister to Pakistan

and that she'd be safe there.

He said that he has a friend in Pakistan

and that she'd get married to that friend's son. Here, Hindus..

Did she get married?

Yes, sir.

But it wasn't successful.

Sir, my sister was his fourth wife.

He already had three wives.

Sir.. Sir, my sister has tried a lot.

He hit her, tore her passport and threatened her.

He didn't let her come back to India.

She was being considered a Pakistani.

We too were scared, sir.

Do something, sir. Don't let her go back.

This doesn't happen.

The one who has come will have to leave.

I hope you know

that staying here after the visa expires is a crime.

Sir, please try. You can help me, sir.

Sir.. She was born here. - Okay. Don't cry. Sit down.

She took birth in this nation.

Okay, sit down.. - She is my sibling, sir.

Okay. - She doesn't have anyone there.

What will she do there? - I'm telling you to sit down.

Try to do something, sir.

Don't let her go.

She doesn't have anyone there.

What will she do there?

Do something.

You can do something.

Shankar. - Yes, sir?

Yes? - What do we do?

Try it, sir. It can be done, sir.

It's not that difficult. - He seems to be a good man.

Do something. - Okay.

Is it possible? - Yes, sir. It will be done.

Okay, do it. - Yes.

There's one solution. - Yes. Tell me.

You will have to pay for it.

How much?

Around Rs. 50,000.

Rs. 50,000?

Will you be able to afford it?

Rs. 50,000?

Okay.

You'll have to kill your sister.

Not really. We'll have to show it on papers.

Get a fake coffin made in the cemetery near your house.

And keep a headstone on it of your sister's name.

We will write on the reports

the dates of her birth and demise.

You'll just need two to three witnesses.

And it'll be done.

What are you thinking? - Okay.

So kind of you, sir. Thank you.

Goodbye.

Everybody makes fun of me in school.

I had told you that our madrasa is the best.

And now Brother Jamal is the head of it.

The committee has made him the custodian of the madrasa.

Really? - Of course.

He has studied in Delhi.

He has memorised the Quran.

I can't even leave the school.

Aunt will be upset.

Hey, she won't be here for a long time.

She'll leave after a few weeks.

You can leave after that.

Yes. That would be fine.

Greetings.

Good morning, sir.

Sit down. - Thank you, sir.

Today, we..

We're going to learn how to write a letter.

Right?

'How to'

'write a letter?'

Page number 47. Open your textbooks.

Show it to me.

Hey! What are you doing?

Master.. - Master?

Come out.

Master.. - You fool.

Master.

What is your name?

Ali Raza.

Where have you come from? - Doshipura.

Where did you study before this?

In a madrasa.

Master.. - Again?

You're calling me a master?

Duffer.

Do you know all the alphabets?

Numbers?

Poem?

What do you know?

What have you learnt till now?

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me whatever you have learnt till date.

Tell it in front of everyone.

Come on.

I seek refuge in Allah from the accursed Satan.

In the Name of Allah, most merciful, most compassionate.

Praise be to Allah, the cherisher and sustainer

of the worlds. Most merciful, most compassionate.

King of the day of judgement.

You do we worship, and Your aid we seek.

Show us the straight way.

The way of those on whom You have bestowed Your grace.

Amen!

Get out of my class.

Get out!

Peace be upon you. - Peace be upon you.

Look at the condition of your house.

Why are there books all over?

Nothing. I was looking for some new ghazals.

Ghazal?

You've been searching a lot lately.

Nothing serious.

Be careful. Don't get lost.

Shall we?

Go ahead.

The weather seems to be good today.

I'm accepting my love.

Accepting love? - Yes.

I'm accepting my love

and took my heart away from me.

Wonderful! That was amazing.

Wow!

After falling for me..

After falling for me

she took me away from worldliness.

Wow! Wonderful.

You should keep us as your apprentices.

Thanks for being so humble.

Poetry is in my blood.

I don't have any problem.

Thank you.

Didn't you tell him

that if he knows English, you know much more than him?

Is it easy to understand Quran?

I'm very scared and I don't even understand anything.

Had I been with you, you would understand everything.

He acts cool in the school.

As soon as he comes, he should be thrashed.

He'll learn a lesson. Shall I come along tomorrow?

No.

When aunt goes, I'll tell dad that I don't want to go to school.

If your father does not agree, I'll tell my brother

to send me to the same school.

I don't feel good without you in the madrasa.

Really? - Yes.

Sir, what do you want to prove?

A boy who recites the verses of Quran in our school?

You will have to throw him out.

Our school has a status in this city.

I have given him three months' time.

If he won't be able to do anything, I'll see.

You know where Pakistan is?

It is our neighbouring country.

Why is it our neighbour? Why isn't it in our nation?

It was before 15th August, 1947.

Britishers divided it.

It drifted them apart.

Okay. This reminds me, tomorrow is 26th January.

Everybody will get flags.

Don't forget.

Is it? So, Britishers did all this?

Neither would they have made Pakistan

nor would your aunt have had to go there.

And all this wouldn't have happened.

Where do Britishers reside?

I don't know. I forgot to ask about this.

Ask her and don't forget to tell me.

These Britishers are scoundrels.

I wonder where they disappeared to

after getting your aunt into trouble.

The flag will be hoisted in your school tomorrow.

Can I also come?

No.

Why? What happened?

I'll come back after the flag hoisting.

No. The guard won't let you in.

Hey, guard!

Ali, listen. I'll see it from the outside.

Fine. Come. But no one should get to know.

Otherwise, I'll be scolded.

No one will get to know.

Okay.

Here, your work is done.

If you want to get the witnesses, you can.

There's still 15 days for your sister's visa to expire.

But I'll send the file today.

So that it looks like a genuine case.

Mr. Raza, money?

Yes. I've brought it..

What are you doing?

How much is it? Rs. 25,000.

Hey! - I.. I am arranging it.

Trust me, Inspector.

I'll give it to you as soon as possible.

Fine. - Okay.

Shall I leave?

Ali.

What are you doing? - Nothing, sir.

I'm just watching.

Do you think a drama is being played here?

This is a school and not a theatre.

Get lost!

I know. My friend stays here.

I came here to see the flag hoisting.

Are you done? Get lost!

Calm down. Few more minutes.

Ali.

Wow, Ali.

What is this? - What happened?

Get lost! - Ali..

What happened? - Ali..

What have you brought?

You bloody fool.

You've brought Pakistan's flag?

Where did you find it? Where?

Where did you get it from?

Ali..

Someone, open the gate.

Ali..

Stop it, Mr. Bharadwaj. Will you kill him?

Sir, he has brought Pakistan's flag.

Do you see what he has done?

Where did you get it from?

Ali..

I had told you, these are our enemies.

Morons..

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

"Oh, Allah!"

Sorry, Mr. Raza. I can't let him continue.

After whatever has happened..

Sir

there must be a misunderstanding.

Misunderstanding?

A misunderstanding which calls for chaos?

Anyway, there are many students who does not want him

to study here.

Neither do I want that, Principal.

My sister wants him

to study in a convent school

to get the best of education.

One more chance.

One last chance.

It's a request.

Not because he is a Muslim

or a student from a madrasa

but because he's just a kid who needs education.

Okay.

But if this happens again

I will be helpless.

I told you

not to send him to a school of Hindus.

But no. Who will listen to me?

Did you see what happened?

He has been going to the school since so long

and he doesn't even know which flag to take.

I'm telling you, if their attitude does not change

then the madrasa is much better.

Don't cry, my child.

Come.

It's enough if he becomes a hafiz.

He may lose his life in order to become a doctor.

Dear.

Dear.

The one isn't called upon by others

the one who is not blessed

has to go through all this.

Everybody bothers them.

Dad, what do you mean?

I mean, contacts with some affluent people is a must.

Everybody bothers the needy.

Read the newspaper.

Your brother got famous without any education and so did our madrasa.

What was his fault? He didn't know anything.

All of a sudden, why does your uncle

want him to make his son a doctor and not a hafiz?

What's wrong in it?

That too, on your aunt's saying.

Jamal, not just on aunt's saying.

It's also because he couldn't become a doctor.

Aunt encouraged him.

Your brother created a problem and we'll have to resolve it.

If every child leaves like this, who will study in the madrasa?

Nothing. What will happen? Sit alone and teach yourself.

Shammi!

Jamal.

Have your food.

I'm not hungry.

I've prepared for you, Jamal. Jamal?

Come.. Eat..

Your dad is right that everyone is scared

of affluent people's recommendations.

But I don't know anyone.

Come..

I know one.

'This is the third letter from the commissioner.'

But there's one problem.

What?

He doesn't know me.

Where does he stay?

Shaqil, what do we do now?

Tell me, shall I write a letter to your principal in your aunt's name?

She's an elder, isn't she?

Yes. But what do we write?

We'll write, 'Ali told me everything.'

'You bother him unnecessarily.'

'Don't bother him otherwise, it won't be good for you.'

We will write this.

And letters leave an impact.

'It's the letter from a renowned person'

'we will have to do something.'

Just find out his real name and leave the rest to me.

Let's go.

Mr. Raza, I did my work. - Yes.

Your sister's file in Delhi has been closed.

Now you don't have to worry.

Thank you.

Thank you.

And yes.. - Tell me.

Keep in mind, until someone files a complaint

there's nothing to worry about.

Otherwise, I won't be able to do anything. I'll be helpless.

Okay.

Mr. Raza. - Yes?

Mr. Raza! - Yes..

Here. - Hey, what are you doing?

You can give it normally.

Thank you. - Thank you.

Aunt.

What are you doing? - I'm packing my luggage.

Oh, God! What are you saying?

Uncle spoke to the police.

You won't ever have to go back.

Really, Aunt. Believe me.

You can stay with us forever.

Here.

Really? - Yes.

Fine then, I'll take the clothes out.

Definitely.

Jamal is going to come today. - Really?

Yes. Get ready.

I am ready.

You go and get ready.

Deck yourself up. Okay?

You go, I'll come in sometime.

Okay. - Okay? - Come soon.

I have given you the responsibility of the madrasa.

Bestow yourself to the love of God.

Because human love will stay back in this world.

But love for the Almighty will eternally be with you.

It is dangerous for us if children keep leaving the madrasa.

You're smart enough.

Shaira.

You finally found the love of your life.

Enough! Now, spare me.

Ms. Shammi.

Ms. Shammi.

What happened, Shaqil?

Brother Jamal won't come.

Why? What happened?

He has gone to the madrasa.

Why? Why has he gone there?

Ms. Shammi, he was saying that Raza is not doing the right thing.

Because of him, he does not want to keep this relation.

What?

Pragati. - Sir.

Alisha. - Present, sir.

Sanya Agrawal. - Sir.

Ali Raza. - Present, sir.

Okay.

Today, I will check your homework, okay?

Take out your books.

Open the book, everybody.

Show me.

Okay.

You must not have done it.

Show me. - Sir.

Give it to me.

You've done it? Really?

Sir. - What is it?

My homework? - It's okay.

You're the most respected man of our society.

If you do this, the Lord will be upset.

And doing this despite knowing everything is a crime.

Mr. Raza, admit your son to the madrasa again.

He has learnt 21 verses.

This year, he'll become a hafiz and make us proud.

Hafiz, how can our religion or madrasa be affected

if Ali goes to a convent school?

It is our right to gain knowledge.

It is also our right to live peacefully in this nation.

But is it possible?

Look, because of Ali, other children of the madrasa are being affected.

Everybody wants to study in a school.

If everybody leaves the madrasa, who will study there?

Don't forget the past, Mr. Raza.

It will not take time for history to repeat itself.

You will have to take a decision today.

You'll either have to be with us or with them.

Jamal?

Mr. Raza.

I need to talk to you about something important.

Come to the cemetery tomorrow morning.

Here! The letter is ready.

As soon as your principal reads this, he'll lose his mind.

You'll see, he'll be speechless.

Come on. Let's go and deliver this.

Come on.

People of the madrasa are annoyed.

But gaining knowledge is a good thing, right?

Had it been good, we would not have been threatened.

Why did you do this to me, Jamal?

I am asking you, Jamal.

What is your decision, Jamal?

Jamal.

Religion or love?

Tell me, Jamal.

I need an answer, Jamal.

Right now.

Tell me, Jamal.

Tell me all of this is a lie.

Tell me that all those words of love were fake.

Tell me, Jamal.

Do you love me or not?

Jamal?

I need an answer, Jamal.

Tell me, Jamal..

Look at me.

Don't stay quiet, Jamal.

Tell me, Jamal.

Answer me.

Jamal.

For the sake of our Lord, tell me.

What harm did my aunt do to you?

Tell me, Jamal.

Tell me.

I love Allah.

What did you say?

Liar.

The one who cannot love a person standing in front of him

how can he love Allah?

'Zehra Raza'. My aunt.

May I come in, sir? - Come..

Sir, there is a letter for you. - Letter?

Yes. - Okay. You may leave.

Ali! - Sir.

Come.

Sir. What happened, sir? - You dare to threaten me!

You write a letter.. Come. - Sir, leave me.

Leave my hand, sir. - Let me see how you will study now.

Come.. - Sir, I didn't do anything. Leave me.

I am not a terrorist. - You are our country's enemy.

You are saying that he is innocent! He's threatened to kill me.

And he has written other atrocious things in the letter.

Mr. Raza, what is this ruckus?

He is threatening me with a letter.

Tomorrow, he will blast a bomb in this school.

Bloody uncivilised people.

Principal.. - Sir, I had told you

that these people have got nothing to do in this school.

But you didn't listen to me.

Sir, you are still thinking. Expel them from this school.

Come on, sir. Right now. Just think about it, sir.

He didn't even care about his teacher's dignity.

You're the one who's tarnishing the dignity. - Sister..

Sister. What are you doing here?

Ali.. Stay quiet. - Sister, I'm talking to them.

You go home. - Raza. Let me talk.

Sister, I'm here. - Why are you scared?

So, what were you saying?

What nonsense are you talking? - Hey!

You are torturing this kid.

Humanity is the most important thing.

And you.. - You are crossing your limits.

Whatever you did to this kid, was it within the limits?

The kid got a flag, so you called him a Pakistani.

He wrote a letter to you and you can't even read it.

So, you called him a terrorist.

Can you read this letter? Do you know Urdu?

You don't know Urdu and he doesn't know English.

Is he not a human?

Is there no blood flowing in his body?

Give me that letter. Let me see what is written in it.

Here you go.

I'll read out the contents of this letter.

'My greetings to Ali's teacher.'

'You did a great job by giving admission to Ali.'

'I want him to be a doctor.'

'One can become a doctor only by studying in a school.'

'Ali keeps praising you.'

'I know that Ali doesn't know anything.'

'That's why, you keep hitting him.'

'But he will learn.'

'He knows the 21 chapters of Quran by heart.'

'He will even memorise English learnings.'

'I request just one thing.'

'Please don't hit him.'

'One more thing.'

'Ali told me that you had asked Ali'

'to get that flag, the other day.'

'How are you, Ali? What's the day tomorrow?

'26th January. - Yes.'

'So, what are you supposed to get? - Sir, flag.'

'Which flag will you get? - Sir..'

'Dear, get the flag of the madrasa. Okay?'

'Okay, sir. - Go.'

'And for which, he got beatings.'

'But he didn't tell anyone about it, except me.'

'Because he knew that you might get scolding'

'because of that.'

'It is written in Quran..'

'God will punish the one who does evil.'

'I just want to say'

'that you are a nice person.'

'Be a little sensitive towards Ali.'

'Ali's aunt, Zehra Raza.'

"God is great.."

"God"

"is great.."

"I bear witness that there is no God except the One God."

Jamal.

Do you know, Mr. Raza? People lose their faith in Lord

while trying to immerse themselves in the worldliness.

What will you get by sending Ali to school?

Jamal.

Do you know why I let my niece love you?

Because you are also a poet.

And poets understand humans and their feelings better.

They do understand the difference between good and bad.

But unfortunately

you turned out to be a normal hafiz.

The one who knows Quran by heart

but couldn't understand the meaning of it.

Goodbye.

Mr. Raza.

Make a decision.

Either your son will go to the madrasa tomorrow

or your sister will go to Pakistan.

Shameema.

Shameema. Where did Ali go?

Why is his school uniform hanging here?

Didn't Ali go to school?

Ali. Ali..

Where did he go?

Dear. - Aunt.

What happened?

What happened, Shammi? Tell me.

Shameema..

Shameema.. Where did Ali go?

Where are you going, Sister-in-law?

Where are you going? - I'm going out.

No.. He is.. He must have gone to his father.

I'll go and check, Aunt. I'll go. - She'll go and check.

I'll go. - I'm going out. - You won't go, Sister-in-law.

Stay here. - I'll be back soon. - No, Sister-in-law. You won't go.

I'll go and check. I'll be back soon. - Ali.

Ali is fine, Sister-in-law. He didn't go anywhere.

Okay, I'll be right back. - You won't go, Sister-in-law.

You stay here. Sister-in-law.

Move aside. - Sister-in-law, why aren't you listening to me?

Sister-in-law, stop. - Aunt, stop.

Shammi. Shammi, stop her. - Aunt, listen.

Aunt.. - Sister-in-law! - Aunt, stop.

Aunt. - Sister-in-law, stop.

Go and get Raza from the clinic.

Sister-in-law.. What will happen now..

Ali..

Ali.

Ali..

Ali. Ali!

Ali..

Ali.

Aunt.

Aunt.

Aunt.

Aunt, dad told me not to go to school.

And that I'll be studying in the madrasa.

Aunt.

But Ali, you want to be a doctor, right?

In order to be a doctor, you have to go to school. - Yes.

You will be a doctor for my sake, right?

Yes, Aunt.

Aunt. - Come with me. Come.

Sister-in-law, no..

You aren't understanding, Sister-in-law. - Put your hands in.

Right.. - I'm requesting you, Sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law, listen. You are not understanding.

No. I won't let you take her. No, Sister-in-law. Stop.

Sister-in-law, you.. Why aren't you listening to me? - Sister..

Sister.. You are not understanding.

Sister, you can't take Ali to school.

Don't take Ali to school. I beg in front of you.

I plead in front of you. Don't take Ali to school.

Sister, you aren't understanding.

You aren't understanding. Sister, you..

I don't want to lose you again.

We are paying the price for the mistake that we did years ago.

I forgave you for that mistake, Raza.

It's neither about my life

nor about our relation.

The question is about our children, Raza.

Why don't you understand?

Move aside. Move. Let me go.

Let's go, Ali. You'll study. Let's go. - Sister-in-law..

Hi, Ali. How are you? - I'm fine. How are you?

Who is that? - She is my aunt. She is from Pakistan.

Zehra Raza. There is a warrant against you.

Your visa has expired. We have got orders to deport you.

Let's go, ma'am.

Ali, look at that. Look over there.

Aunt!

Aunt. Open.. Aunt.

Open. Aunt.

Aunt!

Aunt!

Open.

Aunt. Aunt, where are you going? - Goodbye, Ali.

Goodbye, my dear.

I will have to go, Ali.

Aunt, stop. Where are you going?

Don't leave me. Aunt, stay back.

Aunt, stay back. Aunt.

Don't go, Aunt.

Please stop. Don't go.

Aunt, stay back. - Dear, I'll have to go.

Aunt, stay back. Aunt, where are you going?

Sir.. Sir, stop. Aunt.

Take care of your dad.

Ali, you have to become a doctor. - Aunt.

My dear, goodbye.

Ali, my dear. Goodbye.

'Zehra Raza sacrificed herself.'

'But sacrifices never go in vain.'

'Ali became a doctor after all.'

'Dr. Ali Raza.'

'Of course'

'if intentions are true, you will reach the destination.'

'This is not just the story of Ali but of all those people'

'who wants to write their own fate.'

Aunt.

You lied to me and left.

I kept waiting for you.

But you never came.

I became a doctor. Dr. Ali Raza.

But you.. But you still didn't come.

It's okay, Aunt.

I know.. I know that you are helpless.

But it's okay, Aunt.

Grandpa used to say that everyone unites after death.

Even we will unite.

Aunt, Sister Shammi..

Sister Shammi misses you a lot.

Her husband..

Her husband is a English teacher.

Aunt. Aunt, you know what?

Dad misses you a lot.

Aunt, mom tells me..

Mom tells me that you would have been proud of me

if you were here.

But I know, Aunt

that you are proud of me.

You are proud of me.

Aunt.

"The canopy of sunlight.. - Canopy.."

"...has turned into shelter. - Shelter.."

"The canopy of sunlight"

"has turned into shelter."

"In the light of night"

"we have found our destination."

"Step forward as everything belongs to you."

"The earth and sky"

"belongs to you."

"Dream is a friend, wish is friend."

"The path of truth is a friend."

"Dream is a friend, wish is friend."

"The path of truth is a friend."

"It is a friend.. - It is a friend."

"To sparge every morning."

"To build new limitations."

"To sparge every morning."

"To build new limitations."

"We have to teach new things."

"We have to tell the world."

"If intentions are pure, success will be yours."

"Success.."

"Pain is a friend, breath is a friend."

"The desire to be alive is a friend."

"Dream is a friend, wish is friend."

"The path of truth is a friend."

"It is a friend.."

"It is a friend.."

'One needs education to live his life and not rivalry.'