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Manav!

Bloody hell!

You're so young! Can't believe you are getting engaged!

Made me suffer 17 hours in the train!

You are only used to airplanes and Mercedes, right?

Now try the local rickshaw.

Guaranteed free body massage!

Now tell me, how did you meet her?

-Who? -The buffalo in Pandey's stable!

Your Sumi!

Oh! So you turned Sumitra into Sumi?

See what else I'm going to turn her into!

Where does she live?

In this lane, but we can't meet her right now.

Why not?

Give me the phone.

Who's stopping you?

There are many guests at her place right now.

Please stop the rickshaw!

-Where are you? -Manav! Manav, don't!

-Wow! She's lovely! -Manav, stop!

Where are you?

Standing right in front of you. Can't you see me?

Who are you?

Look at that!

This is the problem with girls these days.

Online, they chat with you endlessly.

But when you meet them, they don't recognize you.

I am the new police officer!

Oh!

So then, Officer. Register my complaint immediately.

The one who is hiding in the rickshaw

hasn't come to see me since last evening.

Forget about him! I am here.

First get him arrested.

Then we'll talk about our meeting.

-Come on. -I was right! She is smart!

Reading texts, the world walks towards death

but none became wise.

The one, who reads four letters of love, becomes wise.

-Who is he? -Come, sit.

He is Sage Transformer.

There is a transformer near the roundabout.

He has made himself a home there.

Is it?

So you will teach me the law?

-Look-- -No, you look!

Look at this school!

It's for underprivileged kids.

We are doing the government's job, by raising funds from the locals.

Whatever!

But, if you don't pay the bill, we'll disconnect your line.

Is this a bill or a blatant loot?

600 rupees in June. And, in this month...

2700!

Looks like someone got in dad's way again!

Ever since electricity got privatized

these companies have made our life hell!

Everyone's bills have doubled, Uncle.

-Look at this! -Suit yourself.

Don't pay. I will report it.

Report all you want.

But, until such billing is rectified, we won't pay!

Dad, Manav.

Greetings.

Welcome.

So! Young man...

what are your plans for the future?

He is going to America, for his post-graduation.

I will setup my own telecom company, when I return.

Manav has a terrific business-sense, Dad.

Business!

What is wrong with the youth today?

Obsessed with money!

Uncle, money makes the world move!

The hunger for profit boosts competition.

And competition throws up the best talent. Simple!

Noble-sounding words, indeed!

But, the truth is that people like you are plain greedy.

Just think.

Without greed, why would anyone work hard?

It's quite simple. You need to progress.

"Greed, profit, money," are not bad words!

They lead to development!

And the private sector really understands this.

Look at them.

Neat, clean and brimming with energy.

And the government offices are steeped in corruption!

There's only one cause of corruption. Greed!

It strikes like a tsunami.

A businessman's greed for illegitimate profits.

A broker's greed for shortcuts.

A government official's greed for extra income.

You may not accept it, but the fact is...

that greedy people like you are destroying

not only our country's economy

but also our inherent values. Like cancer!

Pardon me, but--

I'm so sorry. Go change your clothes.

Hey, what are you doing? You're crazy. If dad--

Why are you so scared of your "Dictator father"?

It's not that!

Without you, I lost all my bad habits.

I can understand that you don't drink or smoke

because of your father.

What I can't, is your obsession for national highways.

Just look at your qualifications!

And, 35 years later, when you retire, what will you have?

Three or four millions as savings and pension?

Won't even fetch you a decent car then!

Who wants a car?

After I retire, my dream is to open a small school.

And, teach children.

Easy, easy.

And before that, I want to make splendid roads for the government.

Good highways will spur progress.

I'll be happy, Dad will be happy. I don't want anything else.

That old man will ruin you!

You'll waste your life in cubic meters of concrete.

You'll never change!

See, my motto is clear.

It's not too late.

Put this engagement, wedding,

Sumitra business on the back burner...

and come with me.

Let me take you to your room.

Thank you.

But, Akhilesh is not so drunk on your spurious dreams...

that he can't even walk to his room.

I will be obliged if you just let him be.

Dad, Manav didn't say any--

I can see...

what he's done to you in such a short time.

These are their tricks, son.

To trap you in their billion dollar mirage.

And, the only way out of these illusory heights is down.

Crash land!

I don't know why

you're so bitter about the idea of success.

You will obviously never understand that

because money is your only religion.

And, the market, your morality.

Country, society...

service of humanity, all these don't figure in your dictionary.

All you know is how to grab!

For your class, scams and frauds

are par for the course.

You're eating into the very core of this country.

But I'm happy that in spite of being with you...

Akhilesh hasn't lost his values.

Please forgive him, Manav. He doesn't understand you.

It's okay, man. I don't understand him either.

And listen, please do talk to Sumi about it.

Let's go.

So, have you thought about my offer?

Manav, why are you so stubborn?

Darling,

you know that my connections in the private sector

and in the government

are much better than your Sundarlal Khatri.

I can turn your dream project into a reality.

The package isn't bad, Ms. Malini Mishra.

But, you see, until I finish playing with my dreams...

I don't sell them.

My friend, for the last three years

you've been waiting for the policy to change.

In our system, you have to make it happen.

And that's why I've brought him along.

Meet H. Parekh.

In the market, he has a different name. "C and C."

He keeps 400 billion in one pocket, 150 MPs in the other.

And ministers in his secret pocket!

Including telecom. Got it?

I hear you're launching a new mobile soon, Future IV.

I'll get you both, the investments and a change in policy.

-Ms. Yasmin? -When did you return from Singapore?

Singapore?

Yes, that's what I was told by your office.

At 4:00 a.m, you were in America. Next call, you were in France.

London in the afternoon. And an hour ago, in Singapore!

You should've called me directly!

I keep busy.

You should apologize to yourself.

Breaking news! The latest report on H. Parekh...

This is not merely about corruption.

It's about controlling the law and policy-making machinery of the country.

Name it, and that policy can be changed.

All you need is cash!

Mining regulations were changed thrice last year, weren't they?

-How? Well... -That was Mr. H. Parekh.

Mumbai's biggest stock investor.

Fondly known as "C and C."

Yasmin, this is Mr. Manav.

Raghvendra.

Dad.

-Did you open the pack of rice? -Yes.

-The rice need to be soaked, right? -Yes.

Peel the cabbage, I will knead the dough.

-I'll do it, ma'am. -Don't worry. I'm on it.

Not that one!

-The blue one. It's in the wardrobe. -What's wrong with this one?

Hang on a second.

See? This one.

Blue goes better with khaki trousers.

Gosh, what are you doing!

What? I can't do this either?

See what happened? You'll need to shower again.

Join me, then.

You're incorrigible! Let go.

Ma'am, should I add the...

The breakfast is ready, Dad.

-Akhilesh. -Yes?

Terrific design, Akhilesh!

Project being completed in record time too!

At this rate, we'll soon overtake Chinese efficiency.

There's pressure from Minister Balram Singh.

I see.

He wants to inaugurate it before the upcoming elections.

What a wonderful aroma!

Paratha! Which ones?

-Cabbage paratha. -Excellent!

Grams... And what is this?

Sir, an entire slab of the flyover fell off.

-When? -Just now, sir.

A couple of workers have been crushed, sir.

-Call an Ambulance. -Yes, sir.

What happened, son?

A slab from the flyover collapsed.

Oh God!

Any casualties?

Some workers, perhaps.

Look here. Stop the car!

Step back! Step back, everyone!

Get the injured in our cars and take them to the hospital. Quickly!

Look at that.

I'd issued written instructions to use only Ultratech Cement!

But, they used inferior stuff.

You do that, Akhilesh. And let me know.

We won't spare anyone, no matter what.

Here he is!

To play politics with the dead.

Move back.

Mr. Gauri Shankar, you are the leader of the opposition.

Are you going to demand their resignation?

I will. But, to what end?

This government stands on the crutches of Balram Singh's eight legislators.

Remove those, and it collapses.

But, sir, you are a member of the Road and Bridge Construction Committee.

I will make them account for every single life

buried beneath this corruption.

Balram Singh has crossed all limits.

Oh, God! You make it sound like

it is the first time a flyover has collapsed in India!

The family of every worker killed was given 100,000 rupees each!

And, the injured, 50,000! Within 24 hours!

We've set up three expert committees and consultants to investigate the accident.

Read the report carefully. Go on!

To prevent such mishaps...

we need strong and modern technology.

The cost will shoot up. Even a villager understands this.

If you want top quality, shell out top dollar!

-Isn't it? -Next proposal?

-National Highway Four. -5.73 billion.

-What say? -Passed!

What is this, Balram sir!

Not only do you not clear my Tikari Bridge contract

-and-- -Chill, pal. I'll get it done.

Tikari has been reserved for you.

And, the cost escalation?

-Only 70% for both the projects? -The CM vetoed it!

Flatly refused to go beyond 50%.

Glory be to the old man!

His relatives have hijacked the Mid-Day Meal Scheme and PDS.

And even the four-lane highway.

What's left for us? Squat?

You need to work harder, sir.

Manage the numbers in the next election.

I'll adjust with you.

Then everything will be yours.

The PDS, Mid-Day, the four-lane flyover.

Enjoy the nuts!

-How are you, Sumi? -I am good. How are you?

-Is Akki alright? -Yes, why?

I've been calling him all afternoon. He won't answer the phone.

He's been a bit disturbed since the flyover accident.

But, that wasn't his fault!

Well, you know how he is He feels responsible for it.

Do get him to call me.

Is uncle okay?

Yes, busy teaching.

And venting his anger on everything that is wrong with the world.

Manav...

Akhilesh!

His name is Chotelal.

Still traumatized.

He sells diesel in the villages.

His bike skidded.

Akhilesh Anand's bike behind him also skidded.

There was a truck behind him.

That's it. The truck driver absconded.

We're investigating further.

What will become of us now?

It's time, sir.

I am B.K. Prasad, the district magistrate.

Honorable Minister Balram Singh is here.

There cannot be any greater pain for a father.

Such a terrible shock!

Akhilesh Anand was a brilliant man! A gold medalist!

A superb engineer.

I was looking up to him for the district's development.

Nothing can bring him back, of course.

But, as a small token

I announce a compensation

of 2.5 million rupees.

Wonderful! This is great!

Stupid!

Oh God!

Please go back!

Take your car from the diversion.

Please go back. This road's closed.

-Take the car that way. -Stop the car.

What's going on?

They're agitating for the land, sir.

Plan was to march all the way to Delhi.

But, orders are to stop them here.

How long will they sit here?

These guys are very stubborn.

They can hold out for days on end.

On whose orders have you closed this road?

Why can't I go in?

Look, I'm the Chief Correspondent of ABP News Channel. Yasmin Ahmed.

I've come from Delhi to cover this.

The area beyond the barricade is restricted.

How can you do this?

Thousands of poor laborers have been fighting for their land for years.

No one even wants to listen to them!

Let them reach Delhi so this deaf government can hear them!

You? What are you doing here?

Don't know.

But, where were you going?

How about a cup of tea?

-Take a u-turn. -Was he your brother?

Technically, no.

But he was much more than that.

If it wasn't for Akhilesh, I would've fallen apart.

And today...

he has orphaned me again.

Anyway, let it be.

Lest I break down again.

Can I drop you somewhere?

Where are you going?

But I have to cover this protest.

I know what you did.

I had to do it.

Shobha's son has been granted admission in the Delhi College.

He could use these.

During the last election, the representative

had promised to build this school.

But, it's happening only because of you.

No, not because of me. The credit goes to Sumitra.

She has decided to donate...

the compensation she was promised for Akhilesh.

Actually, it was Akhilesh's dream.

We'll start the work as soon as we receive the money.

There she comes again.

Ma'am, why are you bothering with this?

Allow me, and I'll get your file cleared within 48 hours!

Yes, first prepare the project report.

-Only then we'll talk. -Sir.

Sir, I am Sumitra Anand, wife of late Akhilesh Anand.

I've been coming here for two months now.

-And, yet-- -What?

Sir, the minister has announced

-a compensation of 2.5 million. -You'll get it!

I haven't received the file yet.

Excuse me, I've a meeting with the minister.

Can't you understand either?

I have a meeting with the Minister. We'll talk later.

Here it is.

What's this? There are seven documents!

-You need seven signatures. -Okay.

Hurry up, please. It's almost lunch time.

Here.

I've already submitted all the certificates.

Ma'am, your documents haven't been verified.

I can't stamp them.

But, they're all originals.

Fine! Then verify them yourself!

And stamp them as well.

Ma'am, if you don't know the rules here

then send your guardian instead.

What's so difficult to understand?

There's a fixed rate per document.

Make the payment, get them stamped!

Ma'am, please understand.

Without give-and-take, nothing can happen here.

Why don't you understand?

-Two more documents! -Ask her to leave.

-Hello, Manav. -Sumi.

What is the matter, Sumi?

Nothing at all.

How are you?

I am fine. How's uncle?

He's perfectly fine. So am I.

Sumi, if you need anything, just call me.

What is it, Sumitra?

Yes?

-I want to meet the Collector. -He is in a meeting.

You can't meet him right now. Hey, stop.

Who is this? Get him out of here.

Can't you see a meeting is going on?

I can see everything, Mr. Collector.

Even I don't have the time to wait until you're free.

-Who are you? -Dwarka Anand.

Ex-Principal, District School.

And the father of late Akhilesh Anand, the engineer.

Incredible!

Yesterday his wife was bothering me, and now you.

You guys are behaving as if the government owes you money!

That's why I am here, Mr. Collector!

We neither need your assurance nor your charity.

You...

all your people, your system...

are rotten and corrupt!

One more word, and I'll have you arrested.

Then rot away inside, in the memory of your dead son!

I told you you'll get the money.

Should I construct a martyr's memorial as well?

Enough!

You are a public servant!

And, we shall not tolerate your insolent behavior!

Arrest him!

-Take him away. -Come.

-Come on! -Hands off!

Take him away!

I am going.

Yes, sir.

What kind of justice is this, I ask?

Calm down. This is a police station.

Sir!

Sir, don't you worry. I will fight for you.

I'm Arjun, sir. I studied under you.

-Arjun Rajvansh Singh. -Right.

15 years ago, I expelled you for hooliganism.

-Now I'm a social worker, sir. -Thank you

Thank you for coming.

You may go now.

I don't need your help.

Sir, it's Ms. Sumitra.

-Yes, Sumi. -Dad's been arrested!

It's a delicate situation, Manav.

The Ambikapur's collector is the Home Minister's key man.

I do know the state's Finance Minister, Kalikant Choudhary.

But, he's a straight guy, you know.

The court has ordered police custody for seven days.

What are the charges against him?

Along with section 353, he's also charged under 120B.

Bail might be tough.

There's just one option now.

If the Collector himself withdraws his complaint, then...

Here's the letter.

Uncle.

What should I apologize for?

I know that you have done no wrong.

-But, right now-- -You know nothing.

It's people like you who are primarily responsible

for corrupting this system.

-I don't want any help from you. -But I need your help.

I can't see you like this.

Don't bother about me.

I can face this punishment.

Please forget what happened, sir.

He was very disturbed then.

A few days in jail will set right every disturbance.

Sir, I accept that you have been humiliated.

While it can't be reversed, you can be compensated.

What do you mean?

Whatever you want. Just name a figure.

So, you've come here to bribe me?

What do you think?

In two minutes, I'll have you arrested as well. Get out!

-Sir, we didn't mean-- -Out!

Did he get slapped again?

What nonsense! Move back.

He takes bribes every day and now pretends to be a gentleman.

These people won't change, no matter what.

Only Dwarka's slap will bring them to their senses.

Uncle, Dwarka's slap turned his cheek red!

That's how it is here.

Everyone's had it with them.

Here.

I need copies.

Come.

These are my son's friends.

They'll do the job for an extra allowance.

-Right? -Sure, sir.

Put these up wherever you can.

-Yes. -In lanes and crossroads.

Put them up everywhere.

By morning, you'll see them everywhere.

Distribute them.

The system is rotten! We must clean it up.

Like this!

These are the numbers of all the mobile operators.

Split these into batches of ten and bombard them with this MMS.

-It will be done, sir. -For sure!

Thank you, Indrojeet.

I know you're a big shot lawyer.

Hello.

I am also known by another name in this town.

-The proletariat lawyer! -How come?

I fight their cases pro Bono.

But for fighting for big shots and companies, I charge a bomb.

-Release Mr. Dwarka! -Change your positions.

Those in the back, come forward.

The system is rotten! We must clean it up.

Like this!

-Why the jam? -Buddhan, what's going on here?

I don't know, looks like some new leader is here.

A new leader?

What the hell!

My name is Manav.

And I'm one of you.

I am not here to lecture you on corruption or the system.

I just have one question for you.

What compelled this man...

to slap the administration?

What he did was good!

That's what the collector deserved!

The Professor had lost it.

Precisely!

He lost it because he was angry.

And the same anger is in you too!

-People are fed up. -Take down the poster!

What are you doing?

Government orders. We're clearing this.

Take the posters down.

Do you see this atrocity?

They won't even let us speak!

Hey, Mr. Leader!

Where the hell are you from?

-Delhi! -Delhi?

Then why are you lecturing us?

If you had a problem, you should've come to me.

I'm the one in charge.

I've slogged for every family here.

Be it floods, storms, drought, weddings or funerals.

Arjun Singh is always there!

Without my permission,

no party can even raise a flag in this district.

And, you think you can just land here,

and begin blasting your speeches!

Look, Mr. Arjun, I am not trying to be a leader.

I just want to get my uncle out of prison.

-Dwarka Anand? -Yes.

That slap was inevitable.

The collector is totally corrupt.

But, how do we pressurize him?

Amassing crowds is not a problem.

But that won't affect the shameless fellow.

He's extremely insolent.

We need to light a cracker under his leader's chair!

-Leader? -That bloody minister, Balram Singh.

Hey, Yasmin! Check this out!

What is this?

Last night a Home Minister was in Delhi with a call girl.

-We have some wild footage! -So?

It's a sensational story! Let's air it.

You guys!

This is cheap journalism, completely unethical.

We don't stoop so low.

What people do in their personal lives, is none of our concern.

Yasmin, it's the Prime Minister!

-How can you ask him such questions? -Why not?

He had said

that India believes in growth with social justice, right?

Now that both are clashing, what will he choose?

Lots.

Listen, I have a fantastic story.

A retired school teacher got so fed up with administration

that he slapped the district collector.

-So, what's the story? -He is in prison now.

Well, that's hardly surprising.

He is my uncle, Yasmin.

My friend Akhilesh's father.

But I can't do this story.

No, it's not like that.

His slap has created a storm here.

Thousands of people are out on the streets.

Check out the Ambikapur Revolution Page on Facebook.

You can't imagine how bad the situation is.

My uncle's response has triggered off a revolution here!

Thousands of people are supporting him.

All of them, demanding his release.

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Sandeep, you'll have to send someone else to Japan

with the Prime Minister.

Don't click a picture!

Where's everyone?

You showed me thousands on Facebook.

Can't get through Arjun.

-They must be on their way. -What should I shoot, ma'am?

Listen, Mr. Manav Raghvendra...

I didn't leave an important assignment

to see your cheap tricks here.

And, for God's sake...

don't treat me like your floozy, Malini Mishra.

I admit that I exaggerated the numbers on Facebook.

But, Yasmin, we need you.

You can't imagine how utterly disgusted the people are

with the corruption here.

If something is not done now the public will definitely revolt.

Sorry, ma'am. No cameras allowed here.

I just want to speak with Mr. Dwarka Anand.

I know who you are but I can't allow the cameras.

Please understand.

Wait outside.

Why did you slap the DM?

Because he deserved it.

But, how can you take the law in your hands?

That's why I'm here.

Are you aware that massive campaign is on the rise

for your release?

Orchestrated by Manav Raghvendra.

And, he tricked me as well...

into coming here.

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Come on.

Mr. Arjun, what's your plan now?

With Manav's brains and our strength

we will finish them!

The government is going to shake

The public rocks the political system

The government is going to shake

The public rocks the political system

-People will question the government, -The public rocks

-The people have awakened -The public rocks

The people will question the government

People have awakened now The people are going to rule

The public rocks

The public rocks

The public rocks

-Now the people are going to rule -The public rocks

The public rocks

The public rocks...

One stone starts a landslide.

A spark can start a wildfire.

We're seeing something like that in Ambikapur.

On May 25, a highly respected, morally upright Dwarka Anand

a firm believer in Gandhian non-violence,

slapped the collector.

He was arrested and is in police custody.

But that one slap has created a massive movement here!

Is this the beginning of a new revolution?

His name is Manav Raghvendra.

The man behind this upheaval.

They are here to warn the government.

-Okay. -Down with corruption...

But the matter is getting serious.

We'll have to do something.

-Why? -I mean--

Sir, Ambikapur is Balram Singh's terrain.

The DM is his man.

Let him bear the consequences.

If he gets preoccupied with this, he'll be out of our hair.

-Greetings. -Greetings, Mr. Kalikant.

Hello.

Meanwhile, we conducted polls on Facebook and Twitter

on the Ambikapur Revolution Site.

Of the 137,896 votes, 72% felt that the slap was legitimate.

Mr. Dwarka's hand may have hit the D.M.

But, the slap was actually on the government's face.

Such a strong reaction...

Mr. Balram, the media is just exaggerating this.

You shouldn't worry.

You have the CM's full support. And, mine as well.

Absolutely! Deal with it firmly.

-Thank you, sir. -Goodbye.

From Ambikapur...

With friends like you, who needs enemies.

This is Yasmin Ahmed, ABP News.

You are an idiot, Sangram Singh!

I gave you a company worth five billion

but your brains aren't worth a cent.

You couldn't handle a small district?

And Mr. D.M, why have you created so much tension?

In my own district!

Sir, actually...

Didn't your father ever slap you in childhood?

Imagine this oldie to be your pop. Forgive and forget, pal.

And you, Mr. Superintendent?

What on earth are you up to?

But, sir, tensions have really escalated.

They have surrounded the police station.

I am imposing a curfew.

Why don't you impose a curfew on my political career as well?

Your power has got you drunk!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Release Mr. Dwarka!

Down with Balram Singh!

-Down with Balram Singh! -Long live Balram Singh!

-Down with Balram Singh! -Long live Balram Singh!

-Long live Balram Singh! -Down with Balram Singh!

-Long live Balram Singh! -Down with Balram Singh!

-Long live Balram Singh! -Down with Balram Singh!

Stop it! I say, stop it!

You people, please continue.

The public has a right to be angry.

Let them shout. Give them a chance. Please continue.

Please continue.

Down with Balram Singh.

Down with Balram Singh!

Down with Balram Singh! Down...

Idiot!

The public has a right to be upset.

It is my mistake.

I got so busy with the state matters...

that I neglected my hometown.

And, an injustice occurred.

I admit my mistake.

And, I will rectify it today, right now!

Come

Come.

Please.

Band guys, clear off now.

I consider Mr. Dwarka...

as the guardian of Ambikapur.

So, there is no shame in accepting a punishment from him.

Hence, our collector...

has decided to withdraw his complaint

and apologize to Mr. Dwarka.

And, I hereby announce his freedom!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Today, you cannot expel me, sir.

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

On this happy occasion request Mr. Dwarka to...

Please give me that.

Kindly accept this gift from the government.

When I was behind bars...

I often thought of my son Akhilesh.

And wondered what he would've done

if he were alive.

And, I realized that...

he would've probably done what you people have.

Perhaps, Akhilesh's absence...

is being filled now.

I have found another son.

Long live Manav!

Long live Manav!

Long live Manav!

Long live Manav!

Long live Manav!

-Long live Manav! -Well done.

Long live Manav!

Now, we have two reasons to celebrate.

So, Mr. Dwarka, kindly accept this cheque now.

Pardon me, but I cannot accept this cheque.

But why?

I didn't slap the DM...

only because my cheque was getting delayed.

It was also for those millions of common people

who had to wait...

for years on end just to receive their legitimate claims.

But, how are the two things connected?

They are, Mr. Minister.

They are connected.

The frustration, desperation...

and humiliation that I suffered

is inflicted by your corrupt system

on these people every day.

So, all of us will now confront your corruption

and injustice together.

I have a right...

to this cheque.

But I won't accept it

until all the pending applications...

compensations, petitions and claims

collecting dust in Ambikapur's government offices, are cleared.

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Tell me, Mr. Dwarka...

how many dues

and claims are pending in this district?

Do you know that, Mr. Minister?

If not, start finding out.

Because I'm giving you 30 days.

And your time starts now!

Mr. Dwarka...

is this a joke?

30 days, Mr. Minister!

Or else the public will really make a joke out of you.

-Let's go. -Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

He refused your compensation. What would you like to say?

This cheque, worth 2.5 million is going to re-write Ambikapur's history.

Acquitted of the charge of slapping the DM

Mr. Dwarka Anand has thrown an open challenge

to both the government and the administration.

30 days to clear the countless files buried under corruption!

-Long live Mr. Dwarka! -Interesting times ahead.

But today, a 70-year-old school teacher

has given a powerful push to the jammed wheels of democracy.

At Gandhi Chowk, Ambikapur. This is Yasmin Ahmed, ABP News.

"The man stands in the crowd, holding a loft a burning torch!

Whosoever sets his house on fire is welcome to join him!"

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Mr. Dwarka, do you think

that the government will take any action on your ultimatum?

This Government is not going to do anything!

-Have some. -Sumitra is right.

We'll have to do everything.

We need to first find out about all the pending cases.

But how?

There are so many villages in the town. There must be millions of cases.

If we go to them, it'll cost us time.

Instead, they could reach us easily, in less time.

But how?

-Get me a whiteboard. -Sure, brother.

Arjun.

How many blocks does Ambikapur have?

-Seven. -And how many councils in each block?

About 30 or 35.

So 7 x 35 equals...

We have to reach 245 councils.

We use a three-pronged strategy.

Mark the entry-exit points of the blocks.

Then train volunteers in each council area.

Can we get 490 educated people, Arjun?

I can get you double the number, in 24 hours.

We train them to photocopy, scan, email and store documents.

Open collection centers in the market place of every council.

We publicize Mr. Dwarka's appeal through pamphlets, cable TV.

Play his audio-visual recordings on social media day & night.

Cycles, rickshaws and horse-carts will announce

the locations of collection centers.

Yasmin, if you can get some news channel

to cover the appeal story, it would be an icing on the cake.

Arjun, gather volunteers.

Sumitra, conduct the training.

And Indrojeet, take charge of the documentation.

This way we can gather 70-80% the claims.

Wow, boss!

All we needed was you.

With you in the team, we'll be unstoppable.

Absolutely!

Hold on. Manav has a flight to catch tomorrow.

He has a business to take care of.

And, his own life to live.

Yes, I am taking the first flight back tomorrow.

-No... -Sumi.

May I use your computer?

Mine's crashed. Need to file a report.

Sure. But mine is too slow.

Why don't you use Akhilesh's computer?

Come.

I mm booting it for the first time in months.

Since...

Sumitra.

-Coming, Dad. -Fix my meetings for tomorrow.

I'll take the night flight to Paris.

The contract should've been signed ten days ago.

Ask Andre to get the papers ready.

I'll head straight to HQ.

-Ask Khatri to... -Manav.

fix my meeting with the Minister. Okay?

Yes?

Manav, had Akhilesh submitted his resignation?

No.

He never told me.

He refers to some confidential report.

This resignation raises several questions.

No way. Resignation is out of question.

On the contrary, the minister had praised his work.

Appointed him in-charge of all the projects of the district.

What about the flyover mishap's inquiry report?

The minister ordered that himself.

From an international firm, Engineers Audit Limited.

The report is on our website.

This is where Mr. Akhilesh sat.

Always busy.

Always cared for the poor.

I really liked the screen-saver, so I didn't change it.

-Do you want to tell uncle? -No. Not now.

You're still up, Uncle?

I thought...

since you're leaving tomorrow.

-Where did you go? -I couldn't even talk to you.

-Should I serve dinner? -Okay.

Uncle, you should...

rest now.

Sit down.

Son, I just wanted to say that...

I completely misunderstood you.

So many times...

I used such harsh words.

Uncle, what are you saying!

Now I understand

why Akhilesh loved you so much.

After his death...

I was in shock.

So many times I wondered...

if I would be able to pull through.

But...

now that I have you...

and that void is filling up.

Uncle...

you're everything now, for me too.

Son, you will leave tomorrow.

-Your business-- -I'm not going anywhere, Uncle.

Until we finish this mission...

I'll stay right here with you.

You should rest now.

We have to begin the campaign tomorrow.

If a special session isn’t called in the Legislative assembly

to fulfill the people's demand...

our party workers will take to the streets

and start a massive movement.

If any legislator takes to the streets

he will lose the voters' confidence.

You're attacking the very branch

on which you are perched, Mr. Gauri Shankar.

Every legislator of every party puts in a lot of hard work,

patience and investment to win an election.

So that he can earn something for five years.

No one has the right to jeopardize his investment!

If we let a handful of people

blackmail democratically elected leaders,

this fire will get out of control.

And, you can then kiss your legislative career goodbye.

Your tactics are clever.

Demands are bang-on too.

But even you know that without political support

everything becomes zero.

The common man can't shout slogans every day.

For that, you need solid workers from the BMD Party.

Invite us to your platform.

We'll shake the government up!

BMD is a communal party, Indrojeet.

We cannot have them on board.

Come on let's take stock of the scams

Find out about the black money

It's not that easy to run a scam

You need to have that position for it

It's an art to cheat the innocent public

It's beyond a common man's understanding

You think you will get your money back?

Yes, now that Mr. Dwarka has come, they will sanction it.

A common man is busy Earning his daily bread

A common man is busy Earning his daily bread

Oh master of scams, we salute thee

The public offers their greetings to you

For years the public had not reacted

But now the people will Question the government

Now the public talks

-2CB, Cos A is equal to... -Let's go.

-What is it? -Sir, we...

want to go for the campaign

that Manav has begun for Mr. Dwarka's ultimatum.

-Now? -Yes.

You want to leave the class?

That's what I'm trying to tell him, sir.

His dad took a loan to pay his fee.

Sir, none of us want to leave your class.

But, he's doing this for our betterment.

Your betterment lies in your future

-not in politics. -Sir, Manav's not into politics.

He speaks of improving the system.

No matter how hard we study

if the system doesn't improve, what future do we have?

Please, sir. We'll take extra classes.

But allow us to go.

Please, sir.

Okay.

-Let's go. -Wait, I'll come along.

Now the people are going to rule The public rocks

The public rocks

The public rocks

We request you to submit your documents

at the collection center as soon as possible. Thank you.

The public rocks

The public rocks

The public rocks

The public rocks

People from all the villages of Ambikapur are here.

With the hope that their applications and dues will be cleared.

Thousands of claims have been collected.

Thousands of people are here, sir.

What are your orders?

Let us see how the Government douses the fire lit by this open challenge.

I have a fire brigade.

-Look, Mr. Balram-- -It's my district.

I'll deal with it.

Today...

the people have shown the government

that the public truly rocks.

Okay. Sir, it's the Police Superintendent.

Long live India, sir.

Go with your entire force to the ground.

Sir, I was there this morning. The situation is calm.

Don't talk rubbish, Durga Lal.

-Just do as you're told. -Sir.

I can't understand how they're always up to something.

Let's go.

What are the cops doing here?

Now...

on behalf of the people, we're going...

to present these 38,4000 applications

to the government.

-Sir. -I want no errors.

Our men are in position, sir.

Not to worry.

-Okay. -Look...

don't panic at all.

Down with the government!

Please be calm.

We will go about our task peacefully.

You all... We have to do our job.

So many policemen?

Looks like Balram Singh is really scared.

No, something's wrong.

Please be calm.

Run!

Don't! Wait! This is not the way.

Please be calm.

Hey!

Wait!

Charge! Clear the crowd!

Charge!

Clear the crowd!

Officers, charge!

Beat them!

Officers, charge!

-Run! -Let go!

Catch him. Arrest him.

Catch him.

What are you doing?

-Hey, don't shoot. -Arrest him, right now!

-What are you doing? -Come.

Where are you taking him?

Manav!

Hey!

Dad!

Mr. Manav Raghvendra.

Who do you think I am?

A wedding drum?

You beat it, and I dance!

Your entire business is based on fraud.

And here you are, trying to be noble and fight corruption.

You've caused enough trouble.

Now, get the hell out of here!

And don't even think about coming back.

You see, I've exposed your reality before the people.

And, the Ambikapur public doesn't spare traitors!

So, you'd better

cross this line on your two feet.

Or else, you'll have to be carried out. In a crate.

Manav Raghvendra's company's shares are falling.

It seems certain that the small investors

who had put in hard-earned savings

into this company, will lose billions of rupees.

The charges are very serious.

We're investigating.

Strict action will be taken against every irregularity.

The biggest charge against Manav Raghvendra

is his connection with the fixer Sundarlal Khatri.

Accounts of his lavish five-star night life

and countless affairs are public now.

Especially with Malini Mishra.

Stay tuned with us

to know more about Manav Raghvendra's reality.

We'll be back after a short break...

-Long live! -Balram Singh!

-Long live! -Balram Singh!

Even I felt...

that this businessman from Delhi

would create a revolution.

That he will devise a system...

to clear all the government files overnight.

But, the man seems to have a controversial background.

Long live our beloved Balram Singh!

-Long live our... -Idiot!

Now we'll have to wait for the CBI inquiry...

to know what exactly he came to loot from Ambikapur!

The man we trusted turned out to be a dacoit.

Poor people have been taken for a ride.

He'll have to take responsibility.

Distrust and betrayal!

There's tremendous anger in the locals here.

Even after three days of investigation

Manav Raghvendra's whereabouts remain a mystery.

Where is he?

It is clear that Dwarka Anand's movement has collapsed.

Sir, your personal account papers.

Why are you doing this, Manav?

Are you sure what you are doing is right, Manav?

Tea?

The tea isn't so bad, guys.

I've been surviving on it for the last two days.

Manav!

-Look there, it's Manav! -Hey!

Look, it's Manav.

Greetings, sir.

He's back.

-Who? -The businessman from Delhi, sir.

-Really? -Yes, sir.

-Any orders? -No. Don't do anything.

The public will deal with him.

-Down with... -Manav Raghvendra!

-Down with... -Manav Raghvendra!

Beat him up!

Clear off!

Stop it. Nobody will break the law!

Arrest him, Inspector!

-On what charge? -He is a fraud!

He has caused losses to the public.

What did I do?

Who has suffered losses here?

After having destroyed everything

why have you come back?

I'm answerable to only one man.

I can understand why doors have been shut on me.

I admit that...

I used illegitimate means in my business.

They say that...

millions who have invested in my company

will incur heavy losses.

I am here to say that...

I've changed everything.

My company isn't worth 50 trillion rupees.

But 67.13 billion.

I've distributed all of that among my workers, banks...

and investors with profit.

No one has suffered loss.

I'm left with just one thing now.

A small hope...

that you all will forgive me.

Uncle...

I have nothing left.

After losing my parents in the accident

Akhilesh brought me back to life.

Then, he too left me.

Now, I don't want to be orphaned for the third time.

I will accept any punishment that you declare.

When the accusations were flying thick and fast

it's not that I wasn't upset.

Manav made us sad.

He disappointed us.

And, there will be punishment.

His punishment is that he will stay here...

and finish the pending task.

He has given up everything...

and followed his conscience.

He has done the impossible.

For such mendicants, our doors are always open.

Long live Manav!

We couldn't understand you!

But, now that you're back...

we will make life hell for these corrupt fellows.

Long live Manav!

Mr. Dwarka, if you allow me, I'd like to say something.

Of course. Please come.

-Record this. -Yes.

Brothers...

whatever I've heard and witnessed today

has opened my eyes.

I'm ashamed.

Mr. Dwarka rejected the compensation for his son's death

to start a people's movement.

Manav...

sacrificed his life's savings to protect that movement.

And here I am.

I wear this uniform to serve the goons in power.

Shame on me if I serve the corrupt any longer.

The austerity of truth...

is greater than the grandeur of lies.

Mr. Dwarka, please accept me...

as your soldier.

I quit the police force.

Let's go, Jolly.

For my irresponsible behavior.

It's okay. You are not responsible to me.

You cannot imagine what I have gone through in the last three days.

As if we were having a great time!

"Hurt," has no meaning for selfish people like you.

-Yasmin-- -Damn it!

What do you think of yourself!

One call from you and I abandoned a trip

with the Prime Minister to be here.

In spite of knowing everything about you, I trusted you!

And you? Check your phone.

203 missed calls!

You didn't answer once!

Didn't even bother about what I must've been going through?

The way they abducted you. I was so worried!

With every passing second

I would tremble at the thought of something happening to you.

And you?

Your intoxicating eyes Oh beloved

Your intoxicating eyes

Your intoxicating eyes Oh beloved

Your intoxicating eyes

I yearn for you night and day, my beloved

I yearn for you night and day, my beloved

I yearn for you night and day, my beloved

I yearn for you night and day

Without seeing you I feel incomplete

Without seeing you I feel incomplete

Your intoxicating eyes, Oh beloved

Your intoxicating eyes

I have anointed the place of our union

I have anointed the place of our union

With flowers for you

In my body, your fragrance lingers

As I swing in your embrace

I have anointed the place of our union

With flowers for you

In my body, your fragrance lingers

In my body your fragrance lingers

As I swing in your embrace

The night of our union has come My beloved

Your intoxicating eyes, oh beloved

Your intoxicating eyes

Your intoxicating eyes, oh beloved

Beloved...

This is where we found his body.

Such a tragic accident!

You think I'm a beggar?

Here the rate is 100 bucks.

I'm in bad shape, sir.

From block to district, I've appealed nine times.

But, I neither get the ration

nor the pension for my old parents.

Our condition is now unbearable, sir.

Heard that?

What are you demanding money for?

-Aren't you ashamed? -I'm helpless.

Once I take this register to my superior, he'll want his share.

What are you doing, madam?

Please shut that.

Then process this immediately.

You will get no money here.

From now on, no more bribes!

Stop lecturing us!

I have to pay rent for this table, understood?

We too have children and families.

Why should they pay for your illegitimate arrangements?

If you behave like this, we will stop work immediately.

Do what you want

but we won't allow any corruption here.

What's going on?

Nothing.

A clean-up operation.

This place has become too dirty.

-Get out, or else... -You'll get us arrested?

What else can you do, Mr. Collector?

Perhaps you've forgotten

what happened to you the last time you got someone arrested.

Now, there shall be only one kind of action.

People's direct action.

-Come on! -How can you arrest us?

Too many people. Might cause a problem.

Final warning!

Indiscipline will not be tolerated.

Change your ways! Or we'll be back.

Every day!

Until this system improves!

Sir, we admit that the system has failed.

But, are your methods right?

What do you mean?

The way your people manhandled officials,

and threatened them, isn't it plain hooliganism?

-Well, you-- -One minute.

Please stand up.

This is Nekram.

His father took an agricultural loan...

from a public bank.

It's been seven years...

since they repaid it with interest.

And yet, they're still...

visiting the government offices everyday.

His father passed away last year.

And yet, they just can't get their land back!

His endless visits to the collectorate continue!

Now, would you like to tell us what he should do?

So, what's the plan of action?

The People's Satyagraha Committee

has deliberated over this and has decided

to place their instructions in front of the Government.

-Instructions? -Yes, instructions.

In a democracy, the government functions to serve people.

This makes the people, their masters.

And, masters don't plead, they command.

First instruction.

Get rid of the Ambikapur Collector.

Second instruction.

CBI investigation of the police action at our rally.

And the third instruction.

Bring a law via an ordinance...

which guarantees people the right to government services.

Gone are the days when a file could be stalled.

And this law be enforced immediately.

Within seven days.

-Seven days. -How is it, possible?

How can such a vital law be implemented in just seven days?

Do you realize the implications of this?

If you leave it to them, even decades will fall short.

If an emergency can be declared in this country within 24 hours

seven days are more than enough for this ordinance.

And there will be no compromise.

So, according to you, what is the future of this country?

This is India's future! Ravi Kumar.

His parents were laborers.

The government-run school of his village was totally defunct.

His parents saved every penny to send him to a private school.

After school, they took a loan to fund his computer training.

Today, he works in a private firm, not in the government.

His salary is 40,000 rupees.

He is the future of our country.

Unlike his ancestors, he doesn't worship the government.

For him the government is merely a service-provider to whom he pays fees

in the form of taxes.

If he doesn't get service, he will stop paying.

This new India is telling the government

and politicians to wake up!

Improve your roads, power,

police, hospitals, officers.

Repair your entire system!

Otherwise, you have no future!

He's going berserk, sir.

It's vitiating the atmosphere in Ambikapur.

-Say the word and-- -Shut up, fool!

Eager-beaver!

There's nothing he can do.

I have everyone's life-line in my hands.

They've threatened complete non-cooperation.

-They'll stop paying taxes, and-- -Look...

there are laws in this country.

If those are broken, strict action will follow.

Don't pay taxes!

Don't pay taxes to the government!

Please pass these instructions to the government.

What are you doing?

Calm down!

This is wrong! Stop it!

Do what you can!

Your deadline ends in seven days.

We will not rest

until our instructions are followed.

-It's our birth right! -This matter is getting serious.

This is an open revolt!

Direct attack on the Collectorate.

How could the cops allow this?

Sir, perhaps the Home Minister

would like to share his plan of action.

Tough action is required.

The government cannot appear weak. We will...

We will invite them for a discussion.

Mr. Kalikant, this movement has no public support.

When they come for the meeting...

they will be exposed.

They'll know where they stand.

Mr. Manav, the champion of the people's movement.

-One instruction after another! -Hello.

You seem to have taken the mickey out of us politicians!

Thank you all for coming here.

The police action on your rally was uncalled for.

We are investigating it.

Regarding the first demand on your list--

Replace the Collector of Ambikapur immediately.

Mr. Manav, appointing a DM

and running the administration, is the government's prerogative.

And the government doesn't run on your instructions.

Then why are you wasting your time by calling us here?

Okay, we'll replace the Collector.

But the new Collector will be chosen by the people.

Mr. Manav... People elect leaders

-not Collectors. -Then change that system.

Look at that!

Give us a list of five officers.

People will choose one from that.

Manav, let's hear them out.

Things are getting too heated up.

Tea break?

-Good idea. -Come on.

And what's with electing a new Collector?

Let's not worry about the meeting.

We need to speak about an important matter.

-Come. -Hello, Yasmin.

Look, Mr. Manav...

this so-called Ambikapur revolution of yours

will collapse like a house of cards

if I reveal that your friend

Akhilesh Anand, was responsible for the flyover collapse

where seven laborers died.

The design was flawed.

That's why the flyover collapsed.

-You're lying! -Relax, chill.

I'm not saying this.

The report of the expert international agency says so.

I was also very embarrassed.

Assuming his brilliance,

I put him in charge of the district's projects.

Hence, I suppressed the real details of the report.

And, sir, if you don't stop

this circus of instructions...

I'll make the report public.

Got it?

-Come on. -Let's resume.

Oh, you finished your tea, already?

Yasmin--

Why don't you say what happened?

I mean, you had the people's responsibility on you.

That was the government we were speaking with.

What did Balram Singh say to you?

A red car passed this way. Did you see it?

No, sir. I did not.

Who else is on duty here?

-Sir, there's Ratan Singh. -Call him.

-Ratan! -Come. Show me your log book.

Look at Akki's design.

And, the National Engineer's Association's appreciation letter.

Another from Pete Hubert, the American design guru.

And that rascal claims the design was faulty!

I'm sure you know what the truth is.

This here, is Akki's confidential report to the Chief Minister.

The work was illegally grabbed from the designated company...

by this man, Shiv Shakti.

Balram's brother, Sangram Singh's company.

And here, two days before his accident...

he wrote that his report was leaked...

and he was receiving threats.

Hence, he wanted to resign.

He was referring to this inquiry!

Everyone's guilty, Yasmin.

From the Chief Minister to Balram and his brother, Sangram.

The entire department--

We need to answer just one question to link it all up.

Who ordered Akhilesh's death?

Stay here, sir.

I'll have a look.

A pint, please.

Sir.

No...

I didn't see anything, sir.

-Not a thing, sir. -Look carefully. Your bike was here.

And another bike was following you.

It wasn't me, sir.

It was Sangram Singh.

He'll kill me, sir.

Sangram Singh will kill me, sir.

Please save me.

Where is Chotelal?

He's with us.

Safe.

But believe me, this report wasn't deliberately leaked

from the CM's office.

Deliberately or otherwise.

The responsibility lies with the office

to which Akhilesh sent the report.

Yes, I understand that.

But the people you referring to, are also in this government.

It's not that difficult to obtain a copy of these confidential papers.

What are you trying to say?

Remove the CM's name from this controversy.

I'll take action against Sangram Singh.

You look so handsome, son.

-Greetings! -Sir!

Brother, today I want a special gift from you!

Happy Birthday. Bless you.

-Thank you, brother. -Bless you.

Welcome, welcome, DGP.

Even you're here to wish him?

What's this?

-A gift? -Arrest warrant for Sangram Singh.

-Warrant? -What?

-What's the charge? -Murder.

Of engineer Akhilesh Anand.

What nonsense!

The police inquiry cleared me.

It's the court's warrant, Sangram.

They have the police by their side.

Go with them.

This is your special birthday gift.

-Today is his birthday! -Mom, please...

I'll be fine.

Long live Sangram Singh!

Long live Sangram Singh!

Who's responsible for this?

The Home Minister's brother is in the dock.

It's the government's moral responsibility.

So, Balram Singh accepted the moral responsibility.

He handed over his innocent brother to the cops

on his birthday!

What more do you want?

Today is the last day of the deadline

issued by the People's Movement!

-Your government-- -Look!

Our stand is clear.

We invited them for a meeting.

But, their attitude was dictatorial.

The people of Ambikapur have been brainwashed

by these so-called activists.

The government is run by people's representatives,

not by mobs!

It's clear that...

those who run the government have a lofty vision.

They just don't want to see down here.

For them, there isn't any problem at all.

As far as I know...

not one step has been taken...

to clear those thousands of applications stuck in their files.

And, that is isn't going to happen. Ever!

Rejecting the compensation of 2.5 million rupees

made no difference to your life, did it?

My husband died in that flyover accident

leaving these two for me to feed.

The government promised me 100,000 rupees.

After months of efforts

the official agreed to charge 40,000 to release it.

Now, your campaign ruined those chances for me.

The officials taunt me...

to recover it from you!

You will never understand...

the pain of hunger.

When I'm sick, these two starve.

They cry silently in the night.

Frankly, your movement has ruined our lives.

If this woman and her children go hungry...

I have no right to eat either.

Starting now...

I will fast indefinitely. Unto death.

Until the government...

fulfills our demands.

My decision is final!

Long live People's Movement!

Long live People's Movement!

Someone has lit the flaming torch

We were ignorant But now we have been inspired

Someone has lit the flaming torch

We were ignorant But now we have been inspired

We were ignorant

We were ignorant

We were naive But now, we are more aware

We were naive But now, we are more aware

This movement is for the high-society folks!

Total farce!

It's a picnic!

The corporates are dishing out burgers, samosas,

soft drinks, coffee and so much more.

Song, dance and fun in full swing.

But, for the world, he's fasting unto death!

This isn't a protest.

It is an atrocity on poor people!

Long Live Blaram Singh!

Long Live Balram Singh!

How to make myself...

I've got some food for you. I found work today.

We're used to going hungry.

Why do you want us to carry the guilt of your death?

-Please eat. -Where are your kids?

Right here.

Call them.

Come here.

Come, sit next to me.

Sit with me.

Sit here.

Okay...

if you insist, I will eat.

But...

you'll have to assure me one thing.

Henceforth, your kids...

will never go to bed hungry.

Give me that assurance, and I'll eat right now.

-How can I? -Precisely.

That's why I am on a hunger-strike.

So that our children...

never have to go to bed hungry.

Come here, sit with me.

As time goes on...

I may become unconscious.

If that happens...

do not try to revive me medically.

Uncle, I think we...

Promise me...

that you will follow my instruction.

You won't stop me.

Chief of the clan Raghu

Up lifter of the downtrodden

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

Insistence on truth

Insistence on truth

Chief of the clan Raghu

Up lifter of the downtrodden

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

Chief of the clan Raghu

Up lifter of the downtrodden

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

Till now we had asked for patience

Patience we seek no more Oh God!

Patience we seek no more Oh God!

That we keep bearing Atrocities against us

Don't give us that much strength

Don't give us that much strength

It is time to rise up and fight

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

It is time to rise up and fight

Goddess Sita and Lord Ram

It is time to rise up and fight

You are the ocean of mercy

You are the savior

But the ones who oppress others

Do not fear you at all

Though you are the Lord of the universe

The God who knows it all

Yet the tyrants continue

To have their way

The innocent are suffering

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

The innocent are suffering

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

The innocent are suffering

The innocent are suffering

Today we have decided To come out and fight

We have prepared our body, mind and soul

We will not return defeated

To this day we have sworn

The soldier within us has awakened

Till now we were asleep

Lost in our dreams

Enough of taking things lying down

Oh Lord Ram, give us the might

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

The innocent are suffering

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

It is time to rise up and fight

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

The innocent are suffering

Oh the divine spiritual Lord Ram

It is time to rise up and fight

Dad.

Dad.

Many children have come to see you.

Mr. Dwarka!

Children...

-Mr. Dwarka! -I...

Mr. Dwarka!

Manav!

-Let's put him on bed. -Bring him some water.

Dad!

We just want to wish Mr. Dwarka a speedy recovery.

Manav, do something.

Greetings, Mr. Manav.

We were always keen to join you. But you...

Never mind then.

Today, I want to help you.

I don't understand.

But I can.

In spite of such a massive movement against the government

why is the main opposition party not exploiting that?

Our support is yours!

But only an external one.

What is this, Mr. Manav?

This is like offering us marriage without the pleasure of love.

We will support you not just in statements...

but also on the ground.

Only then will the government move.

-Come on! -Long live Indian liberation!

Long live Indian liberation!

Long live Indian liberation!

Long live Indian liberation!

Long live Indian liberation!

So, this was the deal you struck last night?

Now, this fundamentalist party will run our movement?

Don't overreact.

Our movement needs support now.

I don't care where it comes from.

Manav, they play politics of communalism and hatred.

And, wear the crown of victory as well.

But, we won't let that happen.

It will be the people's victory.

Moreover, what difference does credit make?

Big difference, Manav!

Remember.

For us the means are as important as the end.

Why don't you say this to that woman

who sends her kids to bed hungry every night?

Or to my friend, Akhilesh, who lost his life?

You can't take your decisions emotionally.

I joined this movement only for emotional reasons.

For this stubborn old man

who is sacrificing his life

because of an ignorant government.

And you think he'd approve of these fundamentalists?

Look, that's my responsibility, okay?

I'll do whatever it takes to end his fast.

If they don't have the guts to pass the Ordinance

call for an emergency session of the Assembly.

We'll support it.

People's instructions should be followed.

People are the rulers.

Not obeying them is an insult to democracy.

Really!

What is this, Mr. Balram?

You canceled my bridge-contract without a notice?

Mr. Gauri, relax. Please sit.

I sent the notice only because the work wasn't completed in time.

Who has ever completed the work on time, tell me?

Well, this way we at least got to meet.

What will you have? Tea or coffee?

-First take the notice back. -Okay.

Tea or coffee?

Coffee.

These are your files...

personal as well as business.

So many complaints about projects, scams.

But, I've suppressed everything.

You won't get a single notice.

I never said anything against you!

I trust you.

Who wants to bring down the government?

From the CM to everyone else in the party,

everyone has their project investments in the pipeline.

All that will come to naught.

-You will go bankrupt. -I have always cooperated with you.

But, your alliance partners? How will you shut them up?

I shall request them.

They will be managed.

You know me.

Right?

Mr. Gauri Shankar, why have you withdrawn

your support to the People's Movement?

Look, I always support people.

However, laws can only be made in the Assembly.

It can't be done on the streets, right?

Hello, Mr. Kalikant.

Yasmin, can you put an end to Dwarka Anand's hunger strike?

I don't understand.

He has very clearly stated that until the people's--

Look, can you end it or not?

Not till you fulfill the demands of the people.

We've received a letter.

Dad, Indrojeet is here.

Mr. Dwarka.

What is it? Read it for me.

The Government wants to discuss our demands.

And they request you to end your fast.

Uncle, nothing will make everyone happier

than you breaking your fast.

-See-- -Enough of your politics, sir.

Please get to the point.

We're ready to discuss every point.

Just get this fast broken.

You bring in the Ordinance.

He'll break the fast.

Without the cabinet's approval--

I have the CM's approval.

I give you my word,

that the government will bring in the Ordinance.

It will take some time.

Just get Mr. Dwarka's fast broken.

Come, let's address the media together.

Wow! A terrific party is going on!

But, you forgot to invite me.

Mr. Balram, this meeting was called in a hurry.

Mr. Kalikant, I hope the hurry doesn't

untie the cords of our alliance.

These are difficult times, Mr. Balram.

We need to find a solution to

-reach a compromise. -Compromise?

With these blackmailers?

Mr. Dwarka's fast is just a big farce.

Hey!

Don't you dare utter a word against him!

-Wait... -Look!

Look at the violence of peaceful activists!

-I'll show you some violence! -Distance.

Jump and dance as much as you want!

In this coalition government...

nothing can change without my permission. Understood?

The law will be made, Balram Singh.

Because the youth recognizes criminal politicians like you.

And, forget the alliance.

I will strip you naked such...

that you won't get a single vote.

Your days are numbered.

We'll drag you through the gutters.

Sir!

Nice lecture!

But it is me, who gets a hearing in the legislative assembly.

-Not you! -Impotent, each one of them.

No matter what...

we can't lose uncle amidst their politics.

we'll have to get him to end his fast.

This administration is no good!

It's obvious that the government won't comply with our demands.

Perhaps they don't care about Mr. Dwarka.

But we do.

I have a proposition to make on your behalf.

That Mr. Dwarka breaks his fast.

We will figure out another way to pressurize the government.

Our movement will...

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live!

I am grateful to you all.

Your concern.

Your love and faith...

will lead us to our goal.

But...

now we cannot step back.

I will continue my indefinite fast.

I am within all of you...

and you all are within me.

I will be lucky...

if I die for this cause.

I shall die for a cause.

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Long live Mr. Dwarka!

Mr. Dwarka, the government won't give us anything.

We will lose our lives,

but they won't care!

We will show the government, Mr. Dwarka!

All hail Mr. Dwarka!

Stop him!

Stop him! Stop!

Manav...

Mr. Dwarka has done so much for us.

I can even sacrifice my life for him.

Oh God!

His name was Lalbahadur.

The people want a public funeral procession.

See, without the government's approval I cannot permit this.

Lalbahadur was a brave man.

We will have a public procession.

How could you even think of allowing this?

Lalbahadur did this in a fit of rage.

But calling him a martyr will encourage such a mentality.

This is a very dangerous step.

You aren't understanding the situation, Yasmin.

People are furious.

This is how they'll make the government react.

Yasmin, it was their decision.

You believe in democracy, right?

Conduct a poll of these thousands here.

Democracy doesn't mean taking a mob's vote, Arjun.

Fine.

I propose that we take the opinion of our entire committee.

Their opinion is here, before you.

No, Manav.

We don't have Mr. Dwarka's opinion yet.

I don't consider it appropriate to disturb him in this state.

I guess this was inevitable.

It's been obvious for a while now that your views

and decisions are assumed to be the committee's opinion.

But today I want to oppose, even if I am alone.

Congratulations.

I pray that you don't regret your decision.

Why can't she understand?

People are shaken up.

If they come out on the streets it will pressurize the government.

Else, uncle's fast will...

You bloody government dog!

They're behaving as if it's a wedding party.

He's here to dance at a martyr's mourning.

Take it easy!

-We're on duty here. -Yeah right! Duty, indeed!

Slimy bloody cop!

Enough is enough, Chief Minister!

I had asked you not to allow this procession.

Now, Ambikapur is burning.

And, if I go down, I'll take you with me.

I'm sending in the paramilitary!

Don't follow me!

Go block that way. All of you, come with me!

Don't let anyone in!

The police and the CRPF are here to protect you.

Don't take the law into your own hands.

Or else we will have to take a strict action!

Arjun, gather your people.

We need to control the situation.

The situation is completely in our control, Manav.

All the roads have been blocked.

We won't let the CRPF or the police enter this city.

-No matter what! -Arjun, violence is not our way!

-There'll be bloodshed! -So be it, Manav!

What else can we do?

People are sick of this government.

It's do or die today.

We will show that bloody Balram Singh that we aren't cowards.

-He's called a paramilitary force. -Don't be crazy, Arjun!

Uncle never wanted this movement to be a violent one.

You take care of him, Manav!

You do that!

-Let's go. -It's do or die!

Manav, please come fast.

I don't know where dad is!

-What do you mean? -I don't know. No one saw him!

I don't know where he is!

-Where are you going, Yasmin? -I am leaving the town.

Please, Yasmin, not now.

I can't help you, Manav.

I won't be able to stop this chaos without your help.

No one can stop it now, Manav.

After all, everyone believes that it has your approval.

This wasn't my intention, Yasmin!

But I accept my mistake.

Right now, we have an emergency.

Uncle is missing.

I will look for him. You please try and convey to the people

not to fight the police!

Stop!

Where are you going? Wait...

Stop!

Where are you going?

Stop! No...

Sir, Dwarka is right here.

What?

Order, sir.

Finish him.

-Please stop. -Uncle!

Wait... No!

No! Wait up!

Uncle, stop!

Sir, I have both Manav and Dwarka here.

-Kill them. -Okay, sir.

-Uncle! -Stop, please...

-Stop... -Uncle!

Manav!

Uncle...

-I killed both of them. -Hey, Bulbul!

Catch him!

You!

Look, he was talking to the Home Minister.

-Dad! -Somebody call an ambulance!

-Call the doctor. -No, it will be too late.

Before the word spreads

I want to convey...

-Get the camera -Hurry up.

I have very little time.

Please, Dad.

Stop... this violence...

Stop this violence.

Or else...

I will die thinking...

that I had made a mistake...

by starting this movement.

What kind of a nation have we built?

What kind of a nation...

where leaders who run the government...

just do not care.

They refuse to even hear us out.

What kind of a nation have we built?

Peace...

-Dad! -Uncle...

Dad!

Arrest Balram Singh!

Withdraw all the paramilitary forces from Ambikapur.

Sir!

-He has disappeared, sir! -Seal his house!

Oh, no! Please, stop.

Please stop.

Stop it. Please!

Punish him!

Hang Balram till death!

Hang him till death!

He's not going anywhere!

Hand him over to us!

We will deliver justice here! Now!

If Balram Singh is not handed over to us...

Ambikapur will burn to ashes!

-Arjun! -Ambikapur will burn!

-Control yourself, Arjun. -I'm in control, Manav.

He hurt the people.

Now, they will punish him!

Hang him till death!

Just leave it to us!

We'll deal with the law and the government.

Blood for blood!

-Blood for blood! -That'll be wrong!

It's against Mr. Dwarka's principles.

We'll deal with his principles later, Manav.

Don't stop us, Manav.

If he escapes punishment, we'll regret it forever.

No, Arjun.

I don't want us to repeat the same mistake

that cost uncle his life!

I am extremely furious as well.

I feel like tearing him limb from limb.

But, that would be madness!

Our anger is absolutely legitimate.

We're this country's greatest strength and hope.

And this anger has so much strength...

that if it transforms into a revolution...

it can uproot the strongest system.

Hence, don't waste this anger in revenge.

Nurture it, and build your future!

Don't forget the sacrifices our parents made to educate us.

And make us capable, so that we can make our future.

But, if the country's future is in darkness...

how can ours be bright?

That's why we have to change the political arena.

Arjun, it can't change externally.

We'll have to be a part of it.

Form a party with a group of young people

based on the principles of our movement.

We'll support you.

Then we'll see how these corrupt politicians continue their business!

We'll keep uncle alive! Amidst us!

And, never let this flame die out!