All language subtitles for Ghulami (1985) DvDrip x264.AC3.Arabic.Esubs.5.1.BY.juleyano.e

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.'