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To fight against the British and to break the Chains of slavery...

...all the Indians had beCome the soldiers for the Country.

Some were known, some unknown.

Some where nameless. Everyone dreamt about freedom.

But one soldier had a somewhat personal dream.

The Chains of his slavery were different...

...as was the goddess of freedom.

He was nameless, but not without a name.

His name was Ranjit Singh Chaudhary.

Ranjit... Ranjit... What are you doing?. Won't you go to sChool?.

What do you have to do?. Go and do your work.

But what are you doing?. I am Cutting the wires.

For what?. - The British rule passes through it.

If I break the wire, the rule will stop too.

Don't do that, Ranjit. - Why don't you just go?.

I'll go. Tell me first.

Won't you meet me after sChool?. - Yes, go now.

Ranjit. PoliCe.

Hey, kid...

Hey, Mr. Bhagat Singh... Come down.

Constable... the soldiers of the Country don't walk to the poliCe.

The poliCe follow them. Come up.

Thank you. If I Come up, won't I beat you to a pulp?.

Come down. Come on!

Tell me, what were you doing up?.

I was Cutting the roots of the British Empire.

The roots of a tree are in the ground.

But the roots of the British Empire are in the sky.

You are the son of Makhan the farmer, isn't it?.

What will you do with the address?.

I Committed a Crime, put me in prison.

Just like you have put Bhagat Singh in prison.

Thank you.

Tail of Bhagat Singh! Take your books and run to sChool!

You were saved from me.

If you reaCh late for sChool, the teaCher will hit you so muCh...

And if the government finds out that you left me...

...after apprehending me, they will hit you so muCh!

Run away from here! - Thank you. - Thank you.

Hey, Ranjeet, Come near me.

First of all you Come late...

...and then you sit there?. Sit behind, with your people.

Why, sir?. Are these people not ours?.

I have told you so many times, don't argue.

Why do you always hit me on my head?.

I hit you on your head, hoping that you get some brains with my beating.

Do you have brains in your hands that it will Come in my brain?.

What are you laughing about?.

Do your work. Go and sit behind. You talk a lot.

Sumitra, why did you go and sit there?. Your plaCe is ahead.

I will sit with Ranjeet. - Don't be adamant.

If the elder master finds out, I will be in great trouble.

He will find out. I will tell unCle.

No, son. Don't tell the sChool matters at home.

Read. Do your work. Write.

Come on... run...

Move... move...

What are you doing?.

What are you showing me?. Come on... I will teaCh you a lesson.

Come on.

I will teaCh you a lesson with the Cane today. I'll make you an eagle.

Silent... you fly the partridges away?. I will teaCh you, Come on.

I will not spare you.

Come into the sChool.

Hey, Ranjeet. Your water is there. Go and die there.

What are you talking about?. Water is water.

Get lost. Use words, don't touCh me. - What'd you say?.

Hey, what are you doing?. Fighting amongst themselves?.

First of all, he ruined our water. And then he shows forCe.

If I show my forCe, you will forget this ours and theirs.

SilenCe, why are you fighting?. - I am fighting?.

What is the differenCe in water.

Tell me. - You know everything, and then you ask me.

You are on a holiday for today. - But... - Silent! Go home.

Come on... Come inside... study... Come on...

Wastrel, good for nothing. Take your bag, and get lost.

Here, Makhan, sign, put your thumb print.

Sir, I washed the last time's ink after great diffiCulty.

Today, it has been given onCe more.

Makhan...

Sir... - Did you see what was written on the paper you signed?.

I don't look at the paper at all.

Whenever I saw, I lost some land. Now, I am tired of the written word.

Remember, Makhan... I will always do justiCe.

Come on... Come on...

What is the matter, Mr. Ganesh?.

This is Makhan's son.

Today, he hit all three of sister's sons outside sChool.

I don't know what would've happened if I didn't reaCh on time.

Did you see what your son did?.

And you want more money?.

So that you Can feed this dog so muCh, that he bites our entire family

Let me see the hands whiCh were raised on the Children of my family.

Show me your hand. Show me... show me your hand.

Show me your hand... show it to me.

Father... - Sumitra...

Ranjeet is not at fault. I was there too.

Don't worry. You know... I will always give justiCe.

I will give him justiCe too.

Have your breakfast.

Haridevi... take her away.

Yes, bring him here. I said, give me your hand.

Give me your hand, you dog!

Sir... no... no...

Please forgive my son... please... forgive him.

I will forgive him later. First you tell me...

How did you Come into this bungalow with jewelry and footwear?.

Have you forgotten your religion in the love of this pup?.

Don't you remember where your shoes should be while Coming in here?.

I am sorry, sir. I Committed a mistake.

Now, get lost from here. Take your husband and this pup.

What are you staring at?.

The mother of this world has flowers at her feet.

And shoes on the head of my mother.

Why don't you go home?. - If I go home, my father will kiCk me.

Will you keep sitting here?. - I am waiting for the train.

I will go away in it. - Where?. - With unCle. I will study there now.

I will Come baCk when I grow up.

But you will Come baCk, isn't it?.

I will. And listen... tell mother I went to unCle.

Not to worry about me. And see... don't let mother Cry.

Here... this is some food and sweet. Eat it on the way.

You are mad. - You know it today?.

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"

"Someone stop... it is taking my life too."

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"

"Someone stop... it is taking my life too."

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"

"My beloved..."

"I waited and waited for him."

"I waited and waited for him."

"I waited every moment for him."

"I waited every moment for him."

"Day and night... it's light... has been taken away."

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path."

"Stop... it is taking my life too."

"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"

"My beloved."

Where will I find Makhan the farmer?.

Makhan, Makhan died today morning.

Ranjeet.

You are Mora, isn't it?. - Yes. - Mora... my father...

Here... the son has arrived.

Son...

Ranjeet... you weren't here.

Your mother took some money for Makhan's funeral.

Give me your signature.

Here.

Why?. Will father's signature not do?.

Take it onCe more as he leaves.

Did you see your father's aCCount?.

If Makhan would be happy today, he'd be happy.

Anyway, who Can fight against death?.

Anyway, if you take Care of your father's fields...

...you will have take this aCCount too.

No, Thakur. My father aCCounted for my grandfather.

Grandfather must have aCCounted for his father.

He must have aCCounted for his father.

And today, my father left this aCCount for me.

No Child will have to pay this aCCount.

I will die onCe I finish this happening.

Yesterday is the name of the past. Talk of today.

If you want to keep the land, you will have to pay this money.

The land will be ours, and only ours, Thakur. - Why?.

BeCause only the one who sows, is the owner of the field.

These bookish things will be Closed in the books.

The fields were always of the Thakurs.

And it will remain with the Thakurs.

Ever talked to the field, Thakur?. It is our mother.

It tells us, Children, give me one seed, I will give you a thousand.

And the one to thousand is made by the farmer's hard work.

The farmer gets his wages by the landlords.

Like this?. This soil is of the desert.

Have you ever touChed it?.

The monsoon water doesn't moisten the soil muCh.

The farmer's sweat moistens the soil.

What has the farmer got till now?.

Hunger?. Loans?. Slavery?.

You have filled your Coffers with this soil.

What have you given to this soil?.

What are you saying, Ranjeet?.

Call me Ranjeet Singh Chaudhary, Thakur!

I will meet you later.

Munim... - Yes, sir?.

This boy has Come as trouble. For me and the whole plaCe.

And for ourselves also, sir. -

We have to stop him.

Nobody has been able to stop the sunrays.

Daughter... what are you saying?.

Just that the dawn will Come.

Ranjeet just told you that it will arrive. - Daughter...

It seems that books have Corrupted your thoughts too.

Sometimes I think... if I wasn't a landlord's daughter...

...and just a loved daughter to a father...

...it would be so niCe, isn't it?.

My daughter is very smart. She says what she wants to.

And then she ConvinCes me too.

Greetings, Gopidada. - Gopidada...

It seems that I have seen you somewhere. But I never saw you.

Both are CorreCt. What you see now, you didn't see earlier.

And what you saw then, you will never see it ever again.

BeCause it will never Come baCk. - Thank you.

You were saved from me. If you are late for sChool...

...the teaCher will hit you so muCh...

Oh... Ranjeet... you!

Hey... you have beCome so big...

Yes, Gopidada. The journey of time is the water level.

If one bank drowns, the other surfaCes.

Thank you. You speak very well.

Have you studied a lot?.

These books will teaCh our people to live now.

Oh... Come and teaCh this to my Mohan today.

Mohan?. - He is my son. He has grown up...

...but he runs away from the books, as a Crook from the law.

His mother's love must have rotten him.

She expired as soon as she gave birth to him.

I have been fulfilling three duties sinCe years.

The law, father and the mother.

ExCuse me... - Is it?.

You looked into my books for years, I didn't say anything.

When I peeked into your book for the first time, you say exCuse me?.

Sumitra, you! Did you reCognize me?.

Yes, you must have seen me in the bungalow.

I'd have reCognized you even if I didn't see you.

Even in a Crowd of lakhs. - Even after so many years?.

So what if you grew in years.

You grew in my thoughts too.

I wasn't here, my memories existed in Fatehpur.

Nobody has a right on memories.

It is everyone's property.

Even I have a big mine of memories.

But I don't have muCh sweet memories and more bitter.

You must have. You liked bashing up people.

And you didn't like it at all. - No, not even today.

Do you remember?. You'd hit Bhairav, Jaswant and Shakti outside sChool?.

Yes, all of them must have grown up now.

You have grown up, will all the rest stay the same?.

This world has grown up.

Greetings, sir. I am Shakti Singh.

Jaswant Singh and Bhairav Singh are with me too.

Please Come... I am sorry, I Cannot see.

Therefore, I Couldn't reCognize you.

That is the problem. You Cannot teaCh.

The sChool Closed down, and your salary too. - That is all right.

When I Cannot work, what is the salary about?.

Not only that... the elder Thakur was saying...

If we get some new teaCher, you'll have to leave this flat.

No... the elder Thakur Cannot be so wrong.

Where will I take my young daughter in my old age?.

That is what I told to the elder Thakur.

He said, if the teaCher has to stay, let him pay rent.

Rent?. Sir... I don't earn a penny, where will I give rent from?.

Sir, in the end, the word ends on rent.

If you Cannot work, Tulsi Can work, isn't it?.

What will Tulsi work as?.

Our sister has two Children.

She will look after them, and then...

Please send her to the bungalow.

It is a good idea. What do you say, Tulsi?.

I will not go, father. - Why?. - You know what happens in the bungalow.

All the bungalows are not the same.

I have given them an eduCation. They are good kids.

Just aCCept it onCe, all the problems will disappear.

I Can understand your problem.

But I will not go. - Then, what do you wish, Child?.

That this old man should beg in the road?.

Father, don't say that.

If you want to send me to the bungalow, I will go.

Come on... it is enough... Come on.

Wait, Sukhiya unCle.

Sukhiya unCle, where are you going with this luggage?.

Sir has taken our house and fields.

Come with me.

Munim-ji... did you bring the papers from the Court for this?.

Jalim Singh, Complete your work.

Unyoke the bulloCks. - Don't you dare move ahead.

I will see who has the guts to take the bulloCks.

I will wrenCh their hands away.

These bulloCks are the two hands of a farmer.

And the hoe that they work on...

...is the pen of the farmer, whiCh writes their fate on the land.

The lines of fate?.

Their fates are written in these aCCount books.

I have my eyes set on these aCCount books.

Whose aCCounts have made slaves out of poor farmers.

Now, the days are not far when the farmer will wake.

He will set fire to all those with these aCCount books...

This is the name of the time, young man.

We will take the plaCe today.

It is the elder Master's order.

Sukhiya will stay here, this is my order.

Zalim Singh, Come on...

Who is tired of life... - Wait!

Munim-ji. - Sir.

Take your men away. Sukhiya will stay here.

Sir... it is elder Thakur's orders.

Think that this is elder Thakur's orders too.

He is the owner of this land, he is a landlord.

With that, he is Chieftain of these farmers, father.

And if the father Can look after Children...

...then he Can slap the good for nothing Children too.

And good for nothing Children should be ready for that slap.

Greetings, unCle.

Bless you... bless you... Come... have a seat...

UnCle... today... Ranjeet...

I have heard everything. What about farmers?. They are dogs.

KiCk them, and they will run away.

If you show them food, they will Come near, if you Call them.

The problem is the revolutionaries like Ranjeet.

Kill the people who will revolt, where will the revolution Come from?.

WrenCh the problem from it's roots.

Then where will there be a problem from?.

These people are right.

If you have to kill him... make him a Criminal and kill him.

But sir, he will beCome a Criminal when he Commits a Crime.

This doesn't look good from your mouth.

You are the owner of the law.

You Can make anyone innoCent and guilty.

I just need the graCe of masters like you, sir.

Munim-ji. - Yes, sir?. - Shake hands with the law. - Yes.

What do you read all the night, son?.

This book is something like that.

Do you know what it's name is?. Mother.

Is this the story of a mother?.

Yes, mother, it is the story of that mother of the Crores...

...of helpless people all over the world.

She has reared them with her milk and blood.

And herself, is being Crushed sinCe years.

The injustiCe of men, religion and soCiety.

Son, when you speak like this...

I feel as if I don't know you at all.

You are not my Ranjeet, you are someone else.

You are right.

Your Ranjeet died the day...

...that the landlord...

...had you keep your footwear...

...on your head.

Son... son... my son...

Help me... he... help me...

Hey... innoCent man... stop there.

What do you mean?.

Before your hand falls on the dignity of someone helpless...

My hand will reaCh your neCk.

Are you threatening me?. Thakur Shakti Singh?.

Oh... so he is Shakti Singh.

I don't just threaten.

If you don't believe me...

...remember the days of your sChool.

Remember that eagle's dead body whiCh has jumped on the ChiCken's Child.

Ranjeet...

Father... father... - You Came so soon?. So soon?.

Tulsi, what is the matter?.

The innoCents that you know sinCe...

...Childhood aren't Children any longer.

TeaCher, this pot has our people's water, isn't it?.

Why, son?.

I am sCared, if I take the wrong water, you will hit me on the head.

You are Ranjeet, isn't it?. - Yes, sir.

Child...

How did you reCognize him, father?.

Tulsi...

Who else Can he be exCept Ranjeet the unfortunate?.

It is good that you have Come now.

You will stay here now, isn't it?.

Yes, I will stay here, and you will too.

I will teaCh the Children, the sChool will reopen. - Really?.

With your blessings. You won't need to empty the house.

Tulsi will work in the sChool too.

She will not have to go to any Bungalow.

Bless you, son... bless you.

Ranjeet... where are you going?.

I am going to sChool. - I will Come too.

For what?. - To study, what else?.

You will study?. - I will give fees too.

Mora, won't you be ashamed to sit with the small Children...

...of the sChool and study?.

You have grown up. Aren't you ashamed to teaCh the Children?.

I am a teaCher. Be formal with me.

TeaCh me first, then I will say niCe. TeaCh me first...

OnCe again?.

Okay... I will Call you the teaCher...

Children... so after that...

Mora...

Yes?. - Why are you late?.

That Jamuna aunty, her Cow wasn't milking, she was very angry.

So, were you speaking to aunty?.

Not aunty, the Cow.

Silent... Children.

Come here, Mora... Come here.

Come on...

So many days have passed, you don't know to write one word?.

Who said that I don't know?. I know everything.

What are you writing?.

Silent.

I told you to write aunty, and you wrote Ranjeet?.

What has happened to you?.

I have learnt to write just this one name.

I don't know any other word exCept this.

Walk slowly, see... I am left behind.

If you want to walk with me, keep in step. I will not Change my way.

Even if I am left behind?.

Who are you people?. Why have you Come here?.

Wow...

The girl seems to be of a riCh family.

The golden sun, whiCh is peeking between two valleys.

Give me this neCklaCe.

Take the neCklaCe.

Wait!

The man who has shot Surajbhan's men.

I will not let him die...

...until and unless I don't reCognize him.

He is Ranjeet Singh Chaudhary.

He teaChes Children in the sChool.

TeaCher, you are fortunate. If I have respeCted...

...anyone exCept mother in life it is a teaCher.

If you have suCh great thoughts, why did you take this path?.

Two dogs forCed me to take this path.

One was the landlord and the aCCountant.

Both of them are not alive today.

But the profession of landlords and aCCountanCy are still there.

The soCiety doesn't Change if you kill two people.

You speak well, master.

Tell me, what should I do now?.

If you loot, don't loot to ruin one person.

But to feed and Clothe fifty.

If you shoot, not to kill one, to save fifty.

If you raise your hands, then to...

...save the humanity being ground sinCe ages.

Master, I understand something that you say...

...and I don't understand something.

For the things that you don't understand...

...take this book?.

Mother?.

Surajbhan has esCaped, but he left this bag of his.

Keep an eye on this bag.

Do you reCognize this book?.

I reCognize it.

You took this book from the Fatehpur library, isn't it?.

I had.

Then this book, how did it reaCh the daCoit Surajbhan's bag?.

I had given him this book.

Then tell us, sinCe when are you in his group?.

Where is the loot of Lakshmangadh daCoity.

And where is he nowadays?.

I don't know anything about Surajbhan.

He wanted to read this book, and I gave him this book.

And I gave him this book.

I think that you don't know.

We have many methods to have people like you tell the truth.

I know.

I know it very well. To turn the lies into truth and truth into lies...

You have got this uniform.

You are trying to defame the poliCe uniform.

Don't forget that law is tied to this uniform too.

WhiCh law are you speaking about?.

The law whiCh is mortgaged to the riCh for money?.

The law whiCh is used to trample revolting farmers by the landlords?.

WhiCh is used to keep distanCe between riCh...

...poor, religions and Castes?.

The one whiCh is used to help the people who rape our daughters...

...and loot our fields?.

You have so muCh poison inside you.

Where did you get this poison from?.

You are Makhan the farmer's son.

His anCestors have served the Thakurs and their fields sinCe years.

You Cannot be that Makhan's son.

There is surely some differenCe in your blood.

What is the matter now?.

All we have Come to tell you is...

The elder Thakur has disowned you.

We have ConfisCated the land and the house is left now.

No, it Cannot be... no... he Cannot mete this injustiCe.

What is the injustiCe in this?.

See, Makhan is dead. Ranjeet is in prison.

Who will look after this land now?.

The one who will till the land, will live in this house.

This house and field is Ranjeet's father's memoir.

It is the possession of my son.

What will I tell him if he returns?.

You will answer him if he Comes baCk.

The daCoit Caught by the poliCe doesn't return.

Ashes in your mouth.

Girl! - Munim-ji... - Yes, sir?.

Don't talk to lowly people. - The Thakurs who loot the poor...

...and beCome reaCh, we are better than them.

Munim-ji. - Yes, sir?.

Tell your men to take the house.

What are you staring at?. Take the house!

No... don't do this...

Never... never... Kill me first... then take this house. - Mother.

This is my son's possession. Kill me first.

And then take the house. Go away...

Aunty... aunty...

I feel that the old woman has gone Crazy.

Let her Cry over her misdeeds.

Come now, Munim. Take the house in a Couple of days.

Father... father...

Father...

Daughter...

Come... have this sherbet. It is made out of rose.

Grandfather has sent it from Udaipur.

I am thirsty, but I will not drink it. - Why?.

BeCause I have Come to ask you something, for my thirst's sake.

What is it, for whiCh you have to give your thirst's sake.

Have Ranjeet released from those torturers.

But daughter... you know it very well...

...that I have no right to meddle in the law and poliCe.

You are telling this to me?. Who keeps an aCCount of your inCome?.

She knows very well, what money goes to whom, every month.

Daughter

...we don't say it even to ourselves.

BeCause even the walls have ears.

Even I don't say it.

You just have Ranjeet released.

Okay.

This muCh has happened, Mora. And you Couldn't do anything?.

At least you should have broken the door. Mother! - Aunty.

No... no... this is my son's possession, I won't give it.

Nobody Can take this house, I have Come.

No... kill me first, then take this house.

No...

Mother... - No... - Mother... I am Ranjeet, mother...

I have Come baCk, mother... mother... - Ranjeet...

My son... my Child... - Yes, mother...

You have Come...

Child... Child...

Your... possession...

Mother...

Why don't you speak?.

Who are you Calling now?. Mother has gone far away.

Please don't say like this.

These Carnivores...

They have eaten up my mother too!

No...

Mother... no...

"Monsoon has arrived..."

Munim-ji. - Yes?. - Stop Ranjeet there.

It is impossible to stop him today.

Don't you see, there is suCh rage in his eyes.

His mother has expired. - Munim-ji, stop him.

Yes, stop him!

Stop there, Ranjeet. Don't try to move.

Ranjeet, Come to your senses.

Mora... mora...

What is the matter, do you need something?.

It is too late in the night.

Go home.

How Can I leave you in this state?.

I told you... go home...

Why are you angry?. I am going.

Mora... Mora...

What is this?. You didn't go home?.

Is it morning?. Are you all right?.

I will get your mediCine from the physiCian.

Hey, everyone marries, but only few love.

Ranjeet...

Come... please Come...

Why did you take the trouble?. I am all right.

You Cannot see it too.

Son, you are talking about eyes.

I wished that it would be better if I Couldn't listen too.

At least I wouldn't hear people's wretChed talks.

I didn't understand...

Son, am I saying some puzzle that you don't understand?.

Mora has been serving you sinCe many days.

She hasn't gone home sinCe many days too.

I don't know what the villagers are speaking.

The world does raise muCk on others to hide their sins.

Who Can stop them from speaking?.

You son, who else?. - How?.

Will I have to tell that to you too?.

Shall I leave?. I will leave now.

O' God!

Greetings, sir. - Greetings.

You?. You... I am sorry, God is resting at this time.

Let God rest. Please arrange for our marriage.

Yes?.

Right now.

Immediately. - But... - Don't you know me?.

Who doesn't know you, sir?.

Then arrange for the marriage.

Whatever you say... whatever you say.

Did you deCide to marry?.

Yes.

Did you ask me?. - Not you... I asked your eyes.

Daughter... it is good news.

Thakur Himmat Singh has written a letter.

Your marriage is arranged. His son, Sultan Singh.

He is a poliCe offiCer, the biggest house, Rajput blood.

It is said...

There isn't anyone brave like him anywhere.

Glory to mother Jagdamba!

The well water has beCome poisonous.

Tell the people not to take water from here.

But what about the people who have already taken it?.

Father...

Father...

What is it, father?.

You are unwell, what did you eat?.

I had drunk the water, whiCh you brought from the well.

Father!

Father!

Father!

Do I fight, sir?.

Tell me.

What is the differenCe in water?.

Sir... please don't feel bad.

You are breaking the Customs of ages baCk.

Someone or the other will be angry.

Go, fill the water onCe more.

Fill it up.

Company, Charge!

What happened?.

I thought, I was at a fighting front.

So what if not the front, the fight is going on.

What kind of fighting is this?.

The well belongs to the landlord.

Someone from the lower Caste went to take water.

Alone?. - All alone.

This means, they will kill him for water?.

Come on... you have been rusted sinCe many days.

And me too.

Will you save him?.

Do you suspeCt that?.

Brother...

Hey!

Are you killing one person all one?.

I will shoot all of you down. Any doubts?.

Don't you dare! Nobody will take weapons now.

Or else, I will arrest all of you.

Constable, don't meddle in this.

Go away from here.

When the government gave this uniform...

...they even gave me a promise of law too.

I order you. Stop this bloodshed.

Take the teaCher home.

Ranjeet...

Ranjeet.

Where are they?. Did our Children get water?.

Yes, they did get it. Everything has been arranged.

We were just worrying about you, you are all right.

Gopidada... thank you.

Don't say anything, sir.

Not even thank you.

No, I won't, friend.

But Can I ask the name of my unknown friend?.

My name is Jabar, 306, Jat regiment, any doubt?.

Jabar...

I don't doubt it.

All I doubt is, how will I repay your debt?.

Just help someone like you, who is in trouble, I will be repaid.

You speak well, soldier. Where are you from?.

Revasa...

I was going to my field and animals, after getting a vaCation from army.

Tulsi... your unCle and his Child live in Revasa too, isn't it?.

Yes. If you give me permission, shall I go to my unCle?.

I don't have anyone else in this world exCept him.

Yes, why not?.

Jabar...

Please do this muCh for me.

Take Tulsi and drop her to her unCle's house.

Sure.

Come on, quiCkly, we will miss the bus.

What is it?. We will miss the bus.

Here, take this blanket. It is Cold.

Take it. Do you not like blankets?.

And you?. - What about me?. I am a soldier.

Do you suspeCt that?.

Think about me, and stop worrying about me.

Take it, or else you will die in this Cold.

All that will happen is that I will die.

Who is there to Cry after me?.

Not till yesterday, but there is someone today.

Do you suspeCt that?.

The bus will stop here for sometime. Come on. We will go down. Come on.

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard..."

"Are they of your heart, or mine??"

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard... "Are they of your heart, or mine??"

"They Came and sat at our side, in suCh a way..."

"They Came and sat at our side, in suCh a way..."

"The evening has beCome Colorful."

"The evening has beCome Colorful."

"We are a bit exCited."

"We have beCome a bit exCited."

"We are a bit exCited."

"We have beCome a bit exCited."

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard... are they of your heart, or mine??"

"Sometimes, the evening sets like..."

"Just like the veil is being removed."

"Just like the veil is being removed."

"Sometimes, the evening sets like, the veil is being removed."

"Your warmth passes through our heart."

"Your warmth passes through our heart."

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard... are they of your heart, or mine??"

"This shyness... or is it...

"As soon as you raise your eyes, you lower them."

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard... Are they of your heart, or mine??"

"The heartbeats whiCh Can be heard... Are they of your heart, or mine??"

Ranjeet...

How are you now?.

It is your graCe. I am better than before.

You know that it is Gopi's marriage tomorrow.

You have to Come in the marriage.

It seems diffiCult. Even if I Cannot Come, my blessings are with you.

That is all right.

If you'd see Mohan on the horse as a bridegroom... thank you!

You will have Mohan sit on the horse?.

Why not?.

BeCause you have been the law for so many years...

...it seems that you have forgotten, you are of our Caste too.

These horses are made for the people of the higher Caste.

Not for the people of our Caste.

What do you mean?. - Keep in mind. They won't let Mohan sit on the horse

Congratulations...

Father... thank you.

Come on!

Did you forget your Caste?.

Take your son down from the horse, and take him walking.

My son is going to marry. He will go on the horse, thank you.

Don't be adamant, Gopi, it won't be good.

Father, why are you fighting?. I will get down from the horse.

No, you will go on the horse.

Thakur. I have worked in the poliCe for twenty years.

I know the law very well.

Speak about the law in the Court, Gopi.

We won't Change the age old Customs.

Are you hearing it, Constable?. Tell them, what does the law say?.

They are right. Your son Cannot go from here on a horse.

You know very well.

Your Caste doesn't have a right to sit on horsebaCk.

You are telling me my Caste...

...after I worked for the government for thirty years. Thank you.

I don't want to know what they and you say.

I want to know what the law says.

The law has to bow to the age old Customs, Gopi.

The law will never bow.

Yes, law keepers like you will always bow.

The ones who salute the riCh more than the law.

Mind your language, Gopi.

Nobody will stop Gopi or his words.

Move, friends!

Take the boy down from the horse.

Don't you dare touCh my son! I will kill you!

Constable!

Take it, sir.

Who are you people?.

Get lost from here.

Don't defame the pride of the Rajputs, Thakur.

Do you speak like this with the guests?.

We have Come to Congratulate you, Thakur.

It is your daughter's marriage.

You must have prepared the Clothes and jewelry.

Give us the keys. No, never. - Give us the keys silently.

Elder sir's bungalow was looted yesterday.

They have taken all the gold and jewelry.

Go to the station. I will be there.

Sir, DSP Thakur Sultan Singh is arriving.

Constable...

What am I hearing about the daCoity?.

The elder Thakur's bungalow was looted, sir.

And where were you at that time?.

We reaChed there, but the daCoits esCaped.

Our poliCe reaChes when the Culprit Commits the Crime.

Please don't misunderstand us.

The bungalow is far away, and we got the news late.

Do you know about the daCoits?.

Surajbhan.

Is there anyone here, who works for them?.

Yes. Ranjeet Singh Chaudhary.

His relations are Confirmed with Surajbhan.

And he is still moving around freely?.

Yes. - What are you blabbering?. Arrest him.

We will take Care of everything else. - Yes.

Come baCk. If not for me...

Then for your to be Child.

"Oh breeze... where did you take my beloved??"

"Stop it someone... it takes my life with it..."

"Oh breeze... where did you take my beloved??"

"Stop it someone... it takes my life with it..."

You are Ranjeet Singh Chaudhary?. - Yes.

Do you know me?.

I want to know why I have been handCuffed.

And why have I been brought here.

If you ask me to truth, I have been not niCe. I have brought you here.

If you say so, shall I take you baCk to the Fatehpur station?.

The poliCe offiCer there likes you.

What differenCe does it make?.

Send a helpless person to a Alsatian dog or some bull dog.

You have slapped Chaudhary Ranjit Singh.

It wasn't right.

Don't Commit this mistake, when Ranjeet's hands are untied.

You want to Challenge me with open hands?.

Even I will wish that, that mother Jagdamba fulfill your wish.

But I don't see that happening soon.

BeCause till the time even one poliCe offiCer like me is alive...

...Criminals like you will never be sCot free.

Yes, Thakur. The landlords will have free hands, and the British dogs.

I didn't hit you so hard.

A gunshot wound.

You had Come to Create a ruCkus at the Thakur's well, isn't it?.

If you think that the poor people's needs are a ruCkus...

...then it was a ruCkus.

Like that, I went to take water for the thirsty Children.

With a gun?. - Yes, with a gun.

BeCause your Thakurs, are intoxiCated in power and wealth.

And they only understand the language of the gun.

Where did you get the gun from?.

From Surajbhan. Where is Surajbhan?.

And the wealth looted from Thakur's bungalow.

Tell me!

It seems that my hand reaChed the wound again.

The wound is new and harsh too.

Send him to the hospital. Tell the doCtor that he attaCked the DSP.

Some old would opened up in the sCuffle.

Tell me. - Surajbhan is Coming to Jhalar with...

...a Couple of his Companions.

When?. - Tonight.

The wretCh. You have to give me this message tonight?.

If this news is wrong... - Behead me.

Think that Surajbhan has given me this news himself.

You make the jeep ready. Right now. As you say.

Give me pulses for two annas.

Just for two annas?.

Yes, I have food, mother made it.

Give it to him, he is poor. Pusles for two annas.

Chaukhe... - Who is this man?.

He is a poor man. He has brought food.

He will eat it with pulses. - Okay, prepare the food. - Okay.

Mid night... the sun... new Delhi... 1 4th August...

Gopidada...

Gopidada.

The almighty stopped us today, or else, we'd have killed eaCh other.

What would have happened?. Two poliCe men would have died.

Isn't it, Gopidada?.

Look at this. The poliCeman's uniform.

Gopidada, why don't you speak?.

Why don't you speak?.

Tell me... please speak...

Why don't you speak?.

What happened to you?.

Why are you silent?. Tell me.

Tell me! That laugh, that thank you. What happened to you?.

Mohan took everything when he left, teaCher.

Gopidada.

No... no...

Men like you, if they Cry, the sky breaks down.

Enough.

I don't Cry, teaCher. But when I get someone of my own.

I didn't Cry for Mohan even though I knew it.

Even death must be ashamed...

...to take that innoCent one away.

I have heard everything about you.

Now that you have Come...

My gun and hands are for you now.

Make suCh a world, where my Mohan Can sit on horsebaCk.

Yes.

SuCh a world will surely be made.

Some animals went to the border, I brought them baCk.

These wretChed servants Cannot look after the animals too.

Aren't you ashamed to abuse in front of a girl?.

Shame is the jewel of the women.

If I get ashamed, what will be the differenCe between us?.

Come on. Rest for sometime. You must be tired.

On one Condition. - What?.

I will not keep my head on the ground.

What are you staring at?. Close your eyes and sleep.

I Cannot Close my eyes. - Why?.

There is the sun Coming from this side.

Come on... I have Closed that side now.

Till when will you keep your hair unkempt like this?.

Till the time you don't tie them with your own hands.

You don't have to wait for long now.

I will speak to your unCle in a Couple of days. - Sleep now.

The one who Can sleep at your thighs...

...he will be a Child, or angel. No man Can sleep.

Please Come... how was your day?.

I have good news. You will be happy if you hear it.

You have got a promotion.

Yes, promotion and transfer.

We will go to Fatehpur now. - Really?.

Your eyes started shining as you heard Fatehpur. We'll stay there now.

Will you like staying in Fatehpur?.

I will like it.

At least, you will not lose yourself in memories of Fatehpur there.

The girl who went out right now, she is Ranjeet's wife, isn't it?.

She Came here to find out about her husband.

She thinks that he is prison till now.

Did you tell her that he has esCaped prison?.

No, why will I tell her?.

Neither do I sympathize with that wild beast, and nor his family.

Do you Call him a wild beast?. I have heard that he is eduCated.

But he is Crazy, sir.

OnCe, he hit the elder Thakur onCe.

When with Miss. Sumitra... I mean, he was friends with Miss. Sumitra.

Friendship?. - Don't misunderstand. I know it...

I Cannot say anything else, they loved eaCh other's Company.

They studied and played together sinCe Childhood.

Both of them were very interested in books.

There is just one library in Fatehpur.

They used to meet there.

The Constable who revolted...

...he was from this station, isn't it?. Bring his file.

Oh... you... Come.

You are here?. I searChed for you in the library.

Why in the library?. - BeCause the villagers told me...

...that if you aren't found anywhere, you will be found in the library.

I like the library a lot.

The silenCe there. The aroma of old books.

And the old memories in the aroma.

The poliCemen will remain poliCemen.

They will never ask anything straightaway. Why?.

What wrong did I say?.

You are my husband. You Could have asked me...

...whether I met Ranjeet in the library regularly.

Tell me the truth. This is what you wanted to ask, isn't it?.

Yes, Ranjeet liked books, and so did I.

We used to meet there.

You like meeting him?. I mean... did... before marriage.

Yes.

But life is life. Don't know at whiCh station of life...

...our paths Changed faCe.

Your path Came to my house.

And he walked towards ruination.

He must be in prison nowadays.

No. he doesn't like walls.

All kinds of walls.

He has run away from prison.

This is very bad. - Very bad.

But less for the poliCe. And more for himself.

Mora, you... how are you?.

You still Come here to study?.

No. if one remembers what one studied onCe, it is enough.

Then...

I do the work of the sChool.

I sweep and fill the water. I ring the bell on time.

Oh... oh... no... Child...

Mora... this Child... - It is ours. - Very sweet.

And you left him on the naked floor?.

I Committed a mistake. I forgot his silken bed at home.

Why did you bring suCh a small Child?.

His servant is on holiday today, therefore.

His eyes and nose are like you.

But his jaw is on his father. Isn't it like Ranjeet?.

I don't know.

I never paid attention to Ranjeet's jaw.

Mora, you think... you will hurt me speaking like this?.

I won't feel bad about anything that you say.

You are giving yourself pain.

But I will always feel your pain.

When you speak like this...

...I feel that it is my Ranjeet who speaks, not you.

Understand this muCh... you and Munna are to me...

...what they must be to Munna.

Till the time he doesn't return, all this is my responsibility.

I will take Care of you and this sChool too.

Here, give Munna to me. He is hungry.

He will shout and tell his hunger.

But when he is hungry... then he...

Come... Come...

TeaCher...

Oh... teaCher... greetings, Gopidada. - Greetings. - I'm happy, any doubts?.

Are you all right?.

I am all right. Tell me. Did you wound get filled?.

Yes, Jabar. The wound on the flesh is filled.

But the wound on the soul is still alive.

I understand. I heard everything about you and Gopidada.

But I didn't know that you were together.

All the wounded Come to the same hospital.

Do you have any doubts about it?. Gopidada, I heard about your Child.

Children are god, but if I get those murderers onCe...

Thank you.

I am a small soldier. If you ever need me... - Dada needs guns.

I have a Couple. - But Jabar. - Any questions?.

We don't have money to pay for the guns.

You should have abused me...

Or better still, hit me with shoes.

You are speaking to Jabar about money?.

Jabar is a friend, not a dealer. Any questions?.

Jabar...

I am happy to know that you are a soldier.

Soldiers are known for their bravery as well as their truthfulness.

Any questions?.

Tell me... whiCh guests Came to you yesterday?.

Yesterday?. I was alone yesterday.

Can a lone man make four foot prints?. That's a first!

How many guns do you have?.

Just one. And I have it's liCense.

How many did you have till yesterday?.

I had just one, any questions?.

No questions, we know it.

What did Ranjeet and Gopi Come to you for?. - What did you say?.

Don't aCt with us, Jabar.

We have many ways of having you tell the truth.

You are aCCusing a soldier of lying.

Not only lying, of giving daCoits weapons and asylum.

And maybe being their Colleague.

Sir, you are aCCusing a soldier.

And that too...

Without any proof.

You are right, Jabar.

In the Court of the blind law, even truth needs proof.

All right.

You Can go today. But remember, the day I get proof...

...your questions will be answered.

Any questions?.

He went away.

We will have to take his questions away.

Shall I tell you something?.

The partridge in the hand Can esCape.

But the partridge in the trap will never be released.

But the trap will have to be set.

Have him arrested for some Crime.

What Crime?. - What if he is Caught smuggling?.

Okay. The goods will be ours, the Crime will be his.

But how will he go to the border?.

Why not?. He loves his animals.

I will take his animals outside the border.

He will go to take his animals.

Okay, this work should be done by tomorrow.

The sun of the world will rise... Jabar's sun will set.

Where are you Coming from, Jabar?.

I had gone to bring my animals. - From aCross the border?.

The animals don't know the borders. - Where are your animals?.

They went a long way.

Interesting.

Do you use guns to tend your animals?.

No, the animals listen to the voiCe too.

But I took this gun for the thief who took...

...the animals aCross the borders.

Did you bring anything else, exCept the animals?.

Hey, if anyone slights our respeCt, I don't like it.

Any questions?.

SearCh him.

Any questions?.

But this gold.

Shut up.

Arrest him. - Come on.

Jabar. Now no questions. We believe everything.

We are as sad as you are. And we will Condole you too.

The bottle will open, and the liquor will danCe.

We will drink to your name too.

Then drink for Bhairon Singh too.

BeCause he will never be able to Celebrate with you.

Before drinking, bring your young brother's dead body...

...from aCross the border.

We will... - What are you doing?.

Come to your senses. - No, I will not spare him.

Don't forget this is a poliCe station.

But brother...

Jabar is in my Custody at this time.

Jabar... is this true that you killed Bhairon Singh?.

I didn't kill him. He died in a battle.

He shot the first bullet.

And I shot the last.

Do you have any questions?.

The poliCe have arrested Jaabar for smuggling.

He went aCross the borders to drive baCk his Cattle.

And they planted the gold on him as well.

And... and he killed Bhairav Singh also.

But who drove his Cattle aCross the borders?.

It might be the same three brothers.

And the gold might as well be theirs.

And the poor Jaabar got trapped.

Where might Jaabar be now?.

He's in the poliCe-Cell.

Very soon the poliCe shall take him to Fatehpur.

Before that... you'll have to help him out.

Don't worry, Tulsi.

Fatehpur is a very long way.

Anything Can happen midway.

Isn't it?.

Thank you.

Master sir!

Hey!

What are you looking at, Master??!.

Let's do with him as well!

No, brother Gopi.

No!

Thakur Sultan Singh?.

SP (Superintendent of PoliCe)?.

Know me?.

Very well.

No! You don't me!

You simply know that Ranjeet...

...who, for you, belongs to the lower Caste!

Not that human being...

...who was born just like you from some mother's womb!

My wound's still afresh, Thakur!

Want to see it??!.

Desire to fathom its depth??!.

You've seen only the bullet wound...

...but not the wound that was infliCted on my soul!

That wound's Called poverty!

Casteism! Slavery!

Want to see it??!.

Want to Cover your sins with suCh words??!.

Rather you've Covered your soul!

It's the Cover of this uniform!

The Cover of being an upper Caste! And false pride!

Thakur... at times try viewing aCross this Cover...

...and you'll get to witness your own sins!

It's all bullshit! Crap!

Ranjeeta... I'm unarmed before you!

Raise your weapon and take a shot!

Another Crime won't make any differenCe to your tally!

Thakur...

...I Could have fulfilled this desire of yours...

...I wish you hadn't been Sumitra's husband!

Kaga... Jaabar... Iet's go.

Any doubt??!.

You didn't study. Better go home and study.

Come, Mora...

Want to get a letter written for Ranjeet, isn't it?.

Will he get it?. - Why won't he?.

Get it written first.

Then write...

Write Ranjeet's name yourself. Of Course you know that muCh.

Before this... I'll write down the word...

'My'.

'My Ranjeet'... fine?. - Hmm.

Tell me what should I write?. - Write...

Write that I'm perfeCtly alright.

Don't worry about me. UnCle Sukhiya sends in the rations.

Munna is perfeCtly fine. He's growing up.

The quantity of milk doesn't suffiCe now.

I borrow it from aunt Jamuna. Clear her debts when you're baCk.

'... Clear the debts.'

Further?. - Sumitra's also here.

She has taken Care of the sChool.

And... she's taking Care of us as well.

Munna has gelled up with her so muCh...

...as and when at her sight... he heads toward her...

...as if he's familiar with her. Write it.

I've. - But when?. - Hey, I've written it. Say further.

I long to... - To see you.

Won't you Come... - To see our Munna?.

Write... I'll keep looking at the moon...

...on the full moon night.

You too look at it. This way we'll see eaCh other!

Quiet.

Feel the flame.

Coming baCk from the prayers?.

Yes.

What did you seek from the Lord?.

He gives everything even without seeking it.

Really?. Will he give me as well?. - Why not?.

Then why doesn't he furnish me with Ranjeet Singh's whereabouts??!.

The God simply provide the means.

Finally, it's the human who has to make the efforts.

And you're one among those means.

Why don't you provide me with Ranjeet's address?.

I would have Certainly had I know about it.

You don't know?.

Then... this letter?.

I wrote this letter just to soothe Mora.

That poor girl doesn't even know that Ranjeet has turned a rebel.

But, the way your ConduCting the rebel's sChool and...

...your taking Care of his wife and kid... does that look fine?.

I wouldn't have done that hadn't it deemed fine to me.

But you do have some responsibilities towards me?.

The day I fall from the morals of a wife... I'll kill myself.

Look... you're taking me in the wrong sense... I meant to...

I'm taking whatever you're trying to say.

Come here. Sit down. And better understand.

Ranjeet Singh has turned a daCoit.

A dangerous daCoit.

And it's my responsibility to CatCh him dead or alive.

Say whatever you like... but don't use the word 'dead' for Ranjeet.

What differenCe does my saying make?.

The whole of Rajasthan's poliCe is hunting for him.

What if... Ranjeet surrenders himself to the law?.

Then I'll help him wholeheartedly.

Then get a letter delivered to him through your means...

...that... Sumitra wants to meet him and talk.

Will he Come?.

He'll definitely Come.

Will take your word?.

He'll only abide by the word of his soul.

But I'll make efforts to shake his soul.

Fine. But you won't go alone.

I'll go along with you.

Only you. - Only me.

And you'll have to make a promise to me...

...neither will you betray Ranjeet...

...nor will you mount an attaCk on him.

Madam Sumitra...

...Iove and faith...

...are the two wheels that move the Carriage of life.

If one of the two wheels breaks down...

...the Carriage goes upside down.

Mora... perhaps you don't know yet...

...that Ranjeet... - Has turned a rebel?.

Isn't it?.

How do you know?. - Everybody around knows it.

Look... I'm going along with Thakur...

...maybe I'll get a ChanCe to meet with Ranjeet.

Should I Come along?.

No, Mora. I won't suggest you to aCCompany.

I won't even meet him if you say so.

I'll just look him from far off and be baCk.

Mora... you know... I would've taken you along had it been possible.

I'm going to try...

...so as Ranjeet Comes baCk... to you...

...to his Munna... suppliCate to the Lord that I be triumphant.

Go, Sumitra... I'll await you right here.

But, Mora... don't know how long will it take.

I hope not more than a lifetime?.

Constable Gopi.

Thank you. You Can still sniff a man in the deserts.

SP sir, I'm not empty-handed or else I would have Certainly saluted you.

I too would have replied to it... had you not sided up with the rebels.

Where's Ranjeet?.

Ranjeet... - Call me Ranjeet Singh Chaudhry, SP sir!

Couldn't avoid it sinCe it was madam Sumitra's order.

Brought two proteCtors along for your safety.

You too have brought your proteCtor... who's mightier than these two.

You want to prove me inferior by reminding me Jaabar's inCident??!.

You're taking it wrongly, SP sir.

There's no word as inferior or superior in Ranjeet's voCabulary.

Not even words like law and order.

For God sake please be quiet.

We've Come here to talk and not to fight.

Ranjeet... how are you?.

Forget about me. You're Coming from the village...

...tell me about the situation over there.

Everything's fine over there.

Mora gave birth to your son.

Son! - Congratulations.

He's a very handsome kid.

You've seen him?.

Why not?. Mora meets me daily in the sChool.

Ranjeet... Munna's a very pretty kid.

He's pretty... then he must Certainly look like Mora.

Not at all. The Chin's just like yours.

He's so light as if one has piCked up a flower.

And onCe you Cling him to your Chest...

...you won't feel like letting him go away.

Enough, Sumitra.

What happened?.

I know you well, Sumitra.

You've already narrated the Charm of the kid...

...and now you'll begin with Mora's grievanCes...

...and then you'll insist for me to turn baCk from my path.

So be it.

But tell me the truth... don't you feel like...

...seeing your Munna... PeCking him on the forehead...

...and holding him by your Chest?.

Tell me.

I'm stone to do that. - Then disembark from this path!

I beg to you, Ranjeet!

Not for anyone else... but at least for your Munna...

You're persuading me for that tiny being...

...verily I've took up the arms for many a suCh beings.

I opened my eyes to the shaCkles of slavery!

But, now... when the next generation wakes up...

...I'll Change this system forever!

What differenCe shall your lone efforts make, Ranjeet?.

The first raindrop has to destroy itself...

...after landing on the sCorChing desert land.

Ranjeet, don't say that.

Come baCk.

Surrender yourself.

He has promised me that he'll wholeheartedly help you.

You're talking about whose promise?.

The promise of a poliCe offiCer?.

The one who's a Thakur (upper Caste) as well?.

You don't have any right to attaCk my religion!

Don't try threatening me, Thakur!

Everyone's equal for the mother earth! - We were never equal!

But today we're equal!

Long baCk you bestowed a favour on me.

And today I repaid it. Today, we're both faCing eaCh other.

And there's none between us.

Not even Sumitra.

The law has very long hands, Ranjeet.

I won't spare you!

Really?. I...

...really got sCared, Thakur.

Better you learn to get sCared, Ranjeet.

BeCause from today on... Death shall be on your pursuit.

Ranjeet Singh is ever ready to faCe Death.

Better be on pursuit.

But as of now your rebel is going. - Ranjeet...

...what should I tell Mora?.

Tell her... tears are adornments for the Cowards.

If they ever Come to adorn the eyes... better get rid of them!

Jaabar!

Jaabar... oh, Jaabar! I Can no more stay away from you!

Take me along!

Take along?.

And taint you?. But if tomorrow someone says...

...that Tulsi eloped with her beau... then I'll kill that person!

And if someone says that Jaabar has kidnapped the girl...

...then I'll sCratCh his faCe!

Tulsi... there's only one way to save the world...

...from your Claws and my bullet.

That I marry you. And knot your hair.

Any doubt?.

Jaabar... - The fair's being held on the day after tomorrow.

Everyone will be going there.

I'll sneak in and take you away.

And I've also arranged for a plaCe for you.

I won't stay alone, Jaabar.

Silly girl, I'll keep Coming. - No.

Will you then keep wandering with me in the deserts?. - Yes.

How long?. - When the Lord's exile ends...

...his Consort shall be baCk to the palaCe with him.

Tulsi...

Greetings, Sire!

How are you all?. - Everything's great in your reign, Sire.

Brother, Gopi... should we?. - Of Course.

Master sir... at least have it today on oCCasion of Jaabar's marriage.

No, you both go ahead. I won't. - Why?.

Why won't you drink, Master?.

Brother Gopi, I've some prinCiples that I don't want to break.

But, Master, I've heard that prinCiples are made to be broken?.

Provided the reason should be pretty beautiful enough.

Let it be, brother Gopi.

Master won't budge.

We're prepared enough to share life and death with the Master...

...but the Master isn't willing to share our joy as well?.

Don't say that, Jaabar.

Why not, Master?. Swear on your heart and tell me...

...wouldn't you've drunk had it not been...

...even for your younger brother's marriage?. Tell me!

Hey... Jaabar... any doubt?.

Hey, Master! - Thank you!

Here! - Yes, brother Gopi, you too pour... enough... - Drink it.

"Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"Perhaps... it might do something better for you...

"Perhaps... it might do something better for you...

"Nevertheless, everything's for the worse."

"Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"After getting sifted under the shade of the Cool tresses..."

"After getting sifted under the shade of the Cool tresses..."

"And when it's poured all deCorated in the bottle..."

"And when it's poured all deCorated in the bottle..."

"...deCorated in the bottle..."

"It seems like the moon... better go ahead and drink it."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"Perhaps... it might do something better for you...

...nevertheless, everything's for the worse here."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"Drink it... it's the booze."

"It's like the slave-girl who stiCks to your lips."

"It's like some magiC that works on your head."

"It's like the slave-girl who stiCks to your lips."

"It's like some magiC that works on your head."

"Drink it... sinCe it's some book of poems."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

"Perhaps... it might do something better for you nevertheless...

...everything's for the worse here. Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater. Drink it... it's the booze."

"Drink it... every drop is like the rosewater."

The footprints of three horses are visible. - Yes, sir.

When's the fair of Pushkar?.

The traders have started to pour in, sir.

Ranjeet's gang is expanding.

He'll definitely Come to purChase horses in the fair.

Tulsi... Tulsi... hey, Tulsi!

What's up?. - He has Come!

Who?. Jaabar?. - Yes. - Where's he?. - He Called you on the other side.

See there.

Jaabar!

Jaabar!

Jaabar!

Jaabar!

Jaabar!

Jaabar!

Tulsi...

Jaabar always prayed for Tulsi...

...and he'll always keep doing it.

But, today I've deCided... that I'll pour...

...the water on Tulsi... and make well my life.

No!

Let go!

Let go me!

Jaabar!

'Should I ask something, Tulsi?. - Hmm.'

'How long will you keep these hairs untied?. '

'Till you don't tie them with your own hands.'

"The beats that are audible..."

"...either it belongs to your... or my heart."

"...either it belongs to your... or my heart."

I... I swear, my Lord...

I didn't inform the Thakurs of Tulsi's marriage!

I'm telling the truth!

Who's responsible for Tulsi's death?.

I Can't say that!

Shakti Singh wanted to molest her!

Shakti Singh... where Can I find him?.

The same plaCe... the mansion of Raja Sahib!

Jaswant!

Greetings, Thakur sir. - Bless you, Child.

What's the matter?. You look quite worried.

I've got only one worry, Thakur sir...

...and it's name's Ranjeet.

He slips away every time.

Thought of any idea?.

I'm waiting for one of his weaknesses...

...that brings him to me.

His weakness is only one thing... the peasant.

Then better get one thing done...

...talk to the landlords and tell them...

...to get the farms released from the peasants...

...then he'll Certainly Come out in the open.

Think over it... I hope there won't be any riots?.

How will there be any if the reason to it Ceases to exist?.

Fine, then... I'll get it done right away.

UnCle Sukhiya, what's this?. Where are all the peasants going?.

Everybody go baCk!

You'll get baCk your land and your houses as well!

Mansingh?. - Sire, it happened the way you wanted.

Did he get the news of the peasants?. - The news and the peasants as well.

He has set out to get the lands of peasants baCk.

Finally the day has arrived that I waited so restlessly.

Send in for the station in-Charge.

He's on holiday, Sire. It's his son's wedding.

The proCession... is of your son?.

Remember... something?.

Swine!

Ranjeet! Put down your arms!

And surrender yourself!

There's no way for you to esCape!

The whole wedding party's in our Custody!

If a single bullet is fired by the poliCe!

Then I'll kill them all!

Hold it!

Jaabar! - The first to go down shall be your sCum offiCer!

Brother Gopi... get the poliCe uniform... quiCk!

I'll get you killed by your own men! Wear it!

Brother Gopi, make him wear the uniform! - Move! Wear the shroud!

DSP sir! It's me!

Father!

No, son! Wait, son! You'll get shot!

Let me go to my father! - Gopi!

QuiCk, Master sir!

What did you do?.

Master... I saved my Mohan!

Brother Gopi...

I saved my Mohan!

You... you both... get away from here!

You've... you've promised to the people...

...you've promised to the people... And you've to fulfill it! Go!

Mohan! - Brother Gopi!

Thank you, brother Gopi!

Loot all the mansion!

And dump all the aCCount books here in the Crossroads!

The pyre of the lords shall be burnt here today!

Let's go!

Let go me! Let go me!

Don't take my aCCount books! I'll be ruined!

No, Chaudhry! Chaudhry, I'll be ruined!

Hey!

Over here!

I'm teaChing the peasants to get their rights...

...and you're teaChing them to beg?.

Manager!

Jaabar!

Ranjeet! Don't Come forward if you want the Child alive!

Throw your arms!

I say, stop Ranjeet!

Get up!

Lift the bundle of your sins on your head! Lift it!

Take off your shoes! Take them off!

PlaCe them on your head! PlaCe them!

So?. Did it remind you something, Thakur??!. It'll!

Move... and witness the burning of the pyre of your sins! Move!

Get away!

Son... anyhow save my aCCount books!

Stop!

Jaabar!

Jaabar! Jaabar!

Jaabar!

No, Jaabar!

Is Arjun alright, Master?. - Arjun's alright.

Our fight shall Carry on only if Arjun's alive!

Don't let this fight end, Master!

Jaabar! Soldier 306!

Jat Regiment! Company... dismiss!

Ranjeet! Surrender yourself!

There's no way for you to esCape!

'The eyes of Ranjeet Singh Chaudhry... '

'... perhaps Can never be Closed by even Death... '

'... sinCe he has to witness the realization of his dream... '

'... the alien sands of time... might diminish his footprints... '

'... but his dream shall never turn gloomy... '

'... the dream... of the human love... mushrooming in the free lands... '

'... and the human lives who shall sing the songs of bliss... '

'... it's true that life Cannot withhold the shadow of Death... '

'... but it's true as well... '

'... even Death Cannot stop the marCh of life.'