All language subtitles for Razakar

In the Undivided India, Deccan region,

starting from the Ikshvakas,
the Mauryas, the Satavahanas,

the Vishnukundinulu

the Vemulawadas Chalukyas, the Kakatiyas,

the Recharla Padma Nayakas, and so on,

were living in the period when
people spoke Sanskrit,

Telugu, Kannada, Marathi, Tamil,
Hindi freely without language differences.

Later the Bahmani Sultans occupied the region

and made Gulbarga their capital and declared
Persian as the official language for the first time.

After that Sultans and
Qutubshahis, Mughals ruled this region.

During the reign of Aurangzeb, the last king of the Mughals,

Mir Kamruddin Khan, who migrated from Persia,

was the first to work as a subedar in the region

and after the death of Aurangzeb and his sons,

declared himself king
and ruled with Aurangabad as his capital.

After him, the second ruler, Mir Nizam Ali Khan,

moved the capital to Hyderabad and started ruling

charging high taxes from the people,
and he is paying impost tax to the British.

Later during the fourth Nizam era
Mir Farqunda Ali Khan,

made the Nizam army a subsidiary of the
British army and made the people slaves.

Unable to bear this slavery,

during the 5th king Afzal Uddhav's administration,

for the first time a man named 'Ramji Gondu' started a movement (Jal Jungle Zameen) against the British subsidiary Nizam rule.

Let's destroy Nizama's anarchy!!

The Nizam could not tolerate it and
attacked Ramji Gondu along with the British army.

A thousand people were caught and hanged from
one tree at a time, just because they fought for their rights

Since then it has been known
as The Banyan tree of thousand hangings.

This incident happened even before
the Jallianwala Bagh massacre,

since then even the word Nizam
created fear in the people.

After that, during the reign of
the sixth Nizam Mehboob Ali Khan,

the people got some relief.

People could peacefully practice their religions.

Hindu traditions and cultures were encouraged,
many buildings were constructed,

ponds and canals were dug.

After his demise, Mir Usman Ali Khan,
the seventh Asaf Jahi, became the Nizam.

During the time of the seventh Nizam, who believed that
Allah had created him for the protection of Islam,

the shrines became mosques,
the religious practices were ostracized,

Palamuru became Mahbubnagar,
Induru became Nizamabad

and Elgandala became Karimnagar.

It was during his time that the fanatical Islamic
organization, Ittehadul e Muslimeen,

under the leadership of Bahadur Yar Jung,

implemented Tablighi Farhana
and converted 12,000 poor people to Islam.

His legacy was later carried over to
the hardline religious fanatic, Kasim Razvi.

Razakars are his army, austerity is his virtue,

Cruelty gives him pleasure,
and Nizam is his weapon.

Lord, British Campbell Johnson
has come to meet you.

Send him.

Please.

Nice!

If we come to Delhi, it will be
a disgrace to our sultanate.

Anyway, we don’t need to talk to anyone.

After you Britisher’s are gone, our kingdom will flourish
as an independent Islamic nation 'Turkistan'.

This land will always be ruled
by the Asaf Jahi dynasty.

India’s Independence was
a result of many struggles.

People across the country
celebrated by hoisting the tricolour flag,

In 1946, Bathini Mogilaiah Goud, secretly hoisted the
Hindustani flag at 'Kila Warangal' in Hyderabad state.

He was brutally killed on the streets of Warangal
by the head of the Razakar gang.

The cry of Vande Mataram
was muffled under the boots of the Nizam.

The tricolor flag is engulfed in flames.

British Empire…

The Kingdom which claimed that their sun never sets,
We made it set in the west.

But we are witnessing a partition of Akhand Bharat,
based on religion, which is disturbing.

If we let the anarchy continue,
this country will be divided into 565 pieces.

This should not happen.

Patel ji, but Nawab Mir Usman Ali Khan has already
proclaimed Hyderabad as an independent Islamic Nation.

Pakistan was created with a similar intention,
and they are still troubling us.

If Hyderabad, which lies right in the middle of India with 88%
Hindu population becomes an Islamic Nation,

it will destroy our country.

Like all princely states,
even Hyderabad should also merge with India.

May the flag of Fateh Jang Nawab
Mir Osman Ali Khan Asaf Jahi, fly high…

Did you call me, My Lord?

Sardar Patel has sent a letter.

He says, if we don’t merge Hyderabad into the
Union of India, there will be serious consequences.

India got its recognition just a few days ago,

How dare they command a ruler
who has been ruling for decades?

They are threatening us with a war!

They don’t have the strength, Lord.

By the time they resolve their internal issues,
we can easily convert our Hyderabad into Turkistan.

But will the Hindus here agree to that?

These days they don’t fear you anymore,
And are constantly disrespecting you.

What do they say about me?

They are saying that the old man has married
100’s of women and has become a slave to them…

Shut up!

Forgive me, my Lord.

How dare this kafirs speak ill of me?

There are some people
who are provoking them, my Lord.

Under the Join India movement,

people like Ramanand Teerth are going to the
homes of Hindus and provoking them against you.

They tell them that Hindustan is their
birthplace and we are their enemies.

They say that Turkistan will be worse than Pakistan.

If we don’t act now, we might see a day where
the Asaf Jahi dynasty will cease to exist.

We have ruled them for 200 years,

and we looked after their well-being,

yet they are acting against our interests.

Hang these traitors,

Spread Islam,

erect a Masjid in every street,

and hoist our Islamic flag on top of every house.

Eradicate Hindi, Sanskrit, Telugu, Kannada
and Marathi from our education system.

Destroy their spiritual signs.

Teach them Arabi and Urdu.

Implement these orders immediately.

The Kafirs should be frightened to death.

Then, then will be understand everything!

(lessons)

(lessons)

(lessons)

Instead of teaching the kids the divine
language spoken by our God-like King,

you are teaching your native language.
Isn’t this treason?

Sir…

What is our official language?

And what are you teaching them?

Urdu.

Sir…

Sir…

Please sir...

Write.

(Urdu alphabets)

(Urdu alphabets)

You should teach them this.

And what were you teaching?

Here everyone will read only Urdu,
bury your Telugu.

Decimate Telugu language!

Kill these kids!

Time?

Did you ask for it
or did they give it to you?

Ala Hazrat, Assalamu Alaikum.

Forgive me, Lord.

They are not showing any mercy on us.

After Pakistan became an independent nation,

along with Kashmir they are facing several internal issues,

that’s why, they have come up with
this facade of an agreement.

As for your British law,
we can merge with Pakistan as well, right?

The Nizam doesn’t want to merge with Pakistan.

That’s why Hyderabad should become Turkistan.

The majority of people here are Hindus,
and they want to be a part of Hindustan.

Then let’s increase our population here,

let’s call Muslims from across
the world to reside here.

As per Tabligh Farmana,
let’s convert the existing Hindus to Muslims.

Will they wage war on us?

Inshallah, let them come.

We will show what we are made of.

We don’t have all the weapons here.

By the time they resolve their Kashmir issue,
let’s accumulate enough armoury.

Lord, what does the Asaf Jahi kingdom lack?

Hyderabad has the best system in the
whole world under your good governance, my Lord.

Lord, I request you to ban their currency in our
kingdom and halt their army at our borders.

Razvi sir…

What Razvi says is right.

We don’t need to learn governance from anyone.

Edroos, send our men to Czechoslovakia
and London for weapons.

Since Sydney Cotton is a British pilot,
nobody will suspect him.

Take his help and get the weapons
to Mamnoor airport in Warangal.

Okay, My Lord.

My Lord, Pakistan is now facing financial trouble.

If we help them financially,
they will help us militarily.

In case of war, they could be our allies.

Send 20 crore rupees to their aid immediately.

Nawaz, start talks with all the provinces
which share borders with us.

For access to a port, buy Goa from the Portuguese.

Okay, my Lord.

Both you and Mangatoon take Lord Mountbatten’s help
and get us a membership of the Commonwealth.

Okay,

Nizam sir,

I already told you that my health is not good
and I want to resign.

Please, let me resign.

Okay, my Lord.

Goodbye, Chattari sir.

If you say, we can appoint Laiq Ali, the Pakistan
agent working in the United Nations, as our Prime Minister.

Our kingdom will grow to be a force
to reckon with in the world.

Okay.

Faster...
Run.. run..

Faster...
Faster...

Hold it properly.

Shoot that rascal.
-Please sir.. don't.

Assalamualaikum.
-Walaikum assalam, Laiq.

All well?

With the blessings of Allah, yes.

Come.

Our effort for permanent Islam.

I have the army, you have the administration.

Now Hyderabad Kingdom is ours.

We gave 20 crore rupees as aid to Pakistan.

What is Jinnah doing for us in return?

We have full support from Pakistan.

As soon as the Kashmir issue gets solved,

the entire Pakistan Army will come down to help us.

What about our army’s strength?

A large number of Muslims from all over
the world are migrating to Hyderabad.

More than 20000.... have
converted to Islam and joined our Army.

We have to frighten the remaining
Hindus to convert to Islam as well.

If that happens,

Nizam's dream and our ambition will come
true and Hyderabad will turn into Turkistan.

Munshi ji,

The Nizam's government is misusing the
polite deadline that we have given them.

The Nizam's entire focus is on religious
supremacy and acting contrary to our Dharma.

Nizam's autocracy now has the support of Liaq Ali's
ruthlessness along Razvi's anarchy

To liberate Hyderabad from 224 years of slavery,

the experience of people like you is very necessary.

I want you to go to Hyderabad
as India’s Agent General.

Within three months...

we should find a solution to Hyderabad’s problem.

Please calm down, dear.
Bear it.

Sister… here you go…

Have patience…

It's almost done.
Have patience, dear.

Have patience, dear.

Have patience, dear.

What are you doing?

The Lord’s ears are very sharp,

no matter how much thunder
and storm, if he hears her sound

He would send someone to our house
and ask us to pay random taxes.

I don't have the money to pay the taxes, sister.

It's a girl child.

Yadamma...

What are you doing?

Aunt...

I'm sending her to a place where the Zamindars
with the support of Nizam won't drag her to their beds,

where Guttedar, landlords, and Razakar,
won't ruin her life and let her to die on the streets.

I'm sending her there.

Mother, it’s a sin to kill an innocent child.

What’s a sin? Who is a sinner?

The Landlord who slept with you,
will also sleep with your daughter, isn’t that a sin?

Not everyone will have the same fate, Yadamma.

What do you think?
What else do we have in our destiny?

The hope of a better life has been long dead.

My grandmother believed that
my mother’s life would improve,

my mother believed that my life would improve,

and I believed that her life would improve.

But what has changed in centuries?

I don’t want her to have a life where she is scared to
even freely breathe, with all the wolves eyeing for her.

That’s why I would kill her right away.

She might die, but die with virtue.

I will earn merit by ending her life.

Hey, Yadi…

I heard your daughter-in-law has delivered a baby.

Are you paying the tax for
a boy’s birth or a girl’s birth?

It was a girl, but she died post-delivery, sir.

Then pay the tax for the death of a child.

Despite so much injustice, why did no one rebel?

They did, Patel ji.

In the whole world, such a big revolt of the
people is taking place only in Hyderabad.

Unable to survive as slaves,
they are revolting as rebels.

The communists are fighting an armed war.

Arya Samaj, State Congress,
and Andhra Mahasabha are uniting people.

Vande Mataram, the Library revolution,

and the revolution of farmers
and labourers are at the forefront.

Many poets and artists are
inspiring people with their art forms.

Right from a school-going child
to an old man awaiting his death,

men and women alike,
are revolting against the Nizam Razakars.

Hey Ilamma...

after your work, send the grains to the Landlord.

Why should I send my grains to the Landlord?

It is his land and he should get the grains.

This land belongs to Uttama Raju,

and I have taken it for contract
to cultivate the crops.

How can you say that it belongs to the Landlord?

Every land in this area belongs to the Landlord,

if you argue against this,
you will lose your virtue and life both.

Are you trying to scare me?

I won’t give a single grain,
do whatever you can.

You are a slave, bloody bitch.
How dare you speak against us!

You...

How dare you call me a bitch,
you son of a bitch.

Come...

Ilamma, the Landlord is here…

Greeting Lord!

You...
Did you speak against me?

Ilamma!

How dare you disobey my orders!

Kill her.

Sir, Patela, you?

Narasimha Reddy,
we both are on the same side.

Yes.

Yes, we all are on the same side.

But what are you doing?

You have become the Nizam’s puppet
and dance to his tunes.

Narasimha Reddy, we are the Barons.

Baron is not someone who stays in
lavish houses and steals people’s lands,

he should stand with the people.

You are a drunkard, who rapes women and
kills people while being sloshed: Not a Baron!

A Baron should be amongst his
people and live with them,

not like you who sold himself to the Nizam.

I came 60 km on foot for Ilamma,

if you take even one grain from her Land,
I will kill you right here.

Lord, it’s our village,
we don’t have to listen to him.

Listen to me, if you ever trouble these poor people,

I will bury you down in your own house.

Get lost!

Ilamma, you can sell your grains wherever you want.

Sir!

Get the grains bag on the vehicle.

Are you afraid of the Zamindar?

Raja Reddy, help me.

Narasimha Reddy, and Raja Reddy,
you both are under arrest.

Why?

For supporting a poor female farmer?

For looting the grains from Zamindar’s land.

No, sir.

This land belongs to Uttama Raju.

I took it under contract and cultivated crops.

I even paid the money for the contract.

That is my land...

Uttama Raju sold it to me a long while ago.

You can check the documents.

When the field was yoked, it was Ilamma’s,

when it was prepped up, it was Ilamma's,

when the crop was planted, it was Ilamma’s,

but when the harvest came to hand,
after the heaps were swept away,

after the grains are ready to be sold,

the land ownership changed.

The documents arrived at the Landlord.

This is unfair.

Under this Nizam rule and the area ruled
by these sloshed Landlords,

there exists no rule of law, Raji Reddy.

Look, Narasimha Reddy.

The court will decide what is legal and illegal.

Lord I beg you, please stop this.

Take all the grains if you want.
-Get lost.

Ilamma, don’t be scared.

He is showing false documents
and implicating me in a false case.

Hey, Ramchandra Redyy, I know how to get out of this
and I very well know what I should do to you.

Beware!

Sir, please don’t.

Sir…

Sir…

Move...

Sir…

Sir…

Sir, leave them.

Sir… Patela…

Do you think you are a leader just because
you have the support of a few people?

Razwi, a leader is not someone
who relies on other’s support.

A leader paves the path and leads by example.

What if that leader is killed
in front of the people who support him?

Sir, please don’t.

Sir, I beg you.

Sir...

Sir, I beg you.
I beg your pardon.

I will do whatever you ask for.

Hey, Ilamma...

The Nobles, landlords, jagirdars,
Barobs, and monopolists,

are all our trusted pawns to fill the Nizam's coffers.

Do you think we will spare
anyone who dares to oppose them?

Sir... please no

This Narsimha Reddy heard someone’s problem
and walked for 60 km to help them.

Fill his ears with stones.

Sir, please don’t. Sir, no…

I beg you, my Lord.

Punish me if you want, please spare him.

Sir, please spare him.

Sir, please don't.

Sir, please don't.

Sir, spare him, sir.

Sir... Patela...

These farmers harvested their paddy
with the support of that Narasimha Reddy.

If someone confronts the Razakars...

Show them the destiny they are bound to face.

Oh no!

So they are scared that if a leader
stands amidst the people,

there will be a revolt and due to that
scare they are killing the leadership, are they?

Yes, Patel ji.

Right from the beginning of the Asaf zahi Dynasty rule,

the leaders and their followers
who opposed their tyranny were killed

and it was their job to instil fear in the people.

Patel Bhima Rao, who stood
by the people in Marathwada,

was beheaded and burnt alive.

Indian Rebellion of 1857

Turrebaz Khan, who fought against the
Britishers who were then sympathisers of Nizam,

was killed and his body was tied to a horse,
dragged for 100 kilometres

and hung on a tree in Hyderabad.

Many leaders were imprisoned and
tortured, people were taxed and enslaved,

Tablighi Farmana was enforced on people
who were already in despair and fear.

This land is ours…

We are the rulers of this land.

Only our religion should prevail here.

If the Hindus accept our religion,
they would become Razakars.

If they are scared they can run away,

if they revolt they will face death.

Allahuakbar… Allahuakbar…

Lord Shri Ram, bless us.

Oh my dear...

what happened?
Are you hungry?

Would you like some milk?
Dear, feed her milk, will you?

Razakars! Go in...

Razakars! Go in...

Hey, come here. Come here.

Call everyone out.

Call everyone out.
-All of you come out.

Call everyone out.
-All of you come out.

Sir, what did we do wrong now?

You became a slave because of your birth as a Hindu.

Accept Islam and get rid of slavery.

According to Tabligh Farmana,
if you convert to Islam you will have a peaceful life.

Everyone gets a job.

Or else, every day you will lose a life and
every hour a woman will lose her virtue.

Our religion…

What about your religion?

What about your religion?

There should be only one religion
in this Kingdom and that should be Islam.

This is Nizam’s rule.

Understood?

Understood?

Allahuakbar.

Everyone say, Allahuakbar!

They won't understand polite words,

make them remember Allah through your actions.

Allahuakbar.

Please leave me.

I beg you sir.

Please leave me.

Still, they didn't utter our Lord’s name?

I know how to get them talking…

Leave me.

Please spare her...
I plead at your feet.

Please spare her.

Please spare her.

I plead at your feet.

Allahuakabar…
Allahuakabar…

Sir, I beg your pardon.

Please have mercy, we will convert.

We will convert to Islam. We will…

Did you see this, Priest?

Nobody will respect your
timid ways of your religion.

Wipe off that vermillion and put on this cap

and people will be afraid of you.

If you read Kalma instead of your useless chants,
you will become courageous.

Inshallah…

Hey, barber.

Cut his Shikha (braid).

Cut it.

Allahu Akbar!

Now you look like a Muslim.

Why are you wearing this attire?

Assalam Alaikum Khan sir.

Wear this burqa from now on.

By tomorrow, the entire village
should be converted to Islam.

The Nizam should feel happy
after hearing your Allahu Akbar Kalma

Understand?

Hey, get that cow.

Let's have biryani for dinner.

Please leave her sir...

She is a kid sir... please leave her.
I Beg you sir.

Mom, save me.

She is a kid sir... please leave her.
I Beg you sir.

Please leave her.

I beg you sir, please...

Please leave her.

Hinduism and Hindu dharma
are being disgraced by those Razakars.

Let us defeat them and with their
blood and the sweat of my brow,

make our people victorious and our religion pure.

We must defeat that Nizam’s anarchy.

Take refuge in war...

Take refuge in war...

Basava...

if your anger can protect our faith and our people,

then my limbs are ready
to be sacrificed for your fury.

But even if one of us loses life,
your rage is not justified.

Like this Radhakrishna...

by suppressing our desires, facing hardships without retaliation,

we are losing our individuality and becoming their slaves.

We are practising non-violence
and thoughtfulness without provocation.

If this demon rule continues,

in the future, Hindus and Hindu
temples will only exist in our books.

Yes, Basava.

Greetings Pandit Ji...
-Greetings

Greetings Pandit Ji...
-Greetings...

Basava...

what you said is true.

Every Hindu envisions his religion as his mother
when that religion is undermined and insulted,

then war becomes inevitable.

Protecting dharma by defending oneself
is the message we must convey

and destroy those who desire to
wipe out our people and our faith,

But not with weapons...

with thoughts.

Every word we speak should
empower the scared common man.

Every step we take should pave the way
for the helpless people of this state.

We must first gain the trust of those people
who have been the victims of Razakars anarchy.

Arrange for the purification process.

(Chanting mantra)

Hail the Vedic religion…

[chanting gayatri mantra]

Dear..

Lakshmi, what happened?

Lakshmi!

Lakshmi!

Lakshmi, what happened?

Poor thing, they don't have the cow
to do the purification henceforth.

They don't have the cow
to do the purification henceforth.

No.. no.. no..

Don't hit him
Leave me.

Lakshmi!
-Dear.

Lakshmi!

How dare you hit my men!

Take him away.

Burn all these houses.

Burn these Kafirs along if needed.

You accepted our religion and
then converted back to your own faith, didn't you?

Hey, get me the oil.

This fire, as a witness...

I'm saying this to you that you are forcing the poor and
innocent to change their faith by force

and taking away their lives and women.

Your Allah will certainly punish you.

From today onwards,
implement the Gasthi Nishan decree.

No rituals should take place,

the sound of Om shouldn't be heard,
and Saffron should not be seen.

This is not just words, this is Nizam’s order.

Allahu Akbar.
-Allahu Akbar.

This Kingdom won't allow performing
Rituals within one's own residence.

I will perform the Homam (fire ritual ) in front
of 400 Hindus on the streets,

instilling courage in my Hindu brothers.

(Chants)

With authority, you may kill our people,

but you cannot conquer our religion, Hinduism.

"Whenever there is a Decline in righteousness
and an increase in sinfulness..."

At that time I manifest myself on earth."

Currently, Hyderabad State is in the Middle of
a Standstill Agreement with India...

Is that true?

Nehru Ji, he has always been non-compliant
with our agreement.

He was never in favor of this agreement.

He considers to make Hyderabad as Turkistan.

That's why he kept the state
under the military control of Razvi.

Yes, Nehru Ji.

He has done every possible barbaric act for
the establishment of an independent Islamic state.

We don't have proper evidence yet.

The Standstill Agreement's deadline is approaching,
and if we act before that,

the United States Committee will question us.

That's why, let's not act in haste and jump to any conclusion.

I am the protector of the Islamic faith.

I am the protector of the Islamic faith.

I take the heads off of all the non-believers of Islam.

Come in, Begum. sit down

Begum!

Forgive me, Allah Hazrat.

What you wrote on that paper may bring joy to you.

But the writings in this
newspaper are causing distress...

What's in there…?

Opposition against you...

What are the Kafirs saying?

Not just Hindus, but some Muslims too are against us.

Scoundrels...

they are afraid of those Kafirs.

We should also fear them.

True Muslims are not afraid of anyone.

Insha Allah...

When the world sees Hyderabad
as an independent Islamic state of Turkistan,

they will let go of their fears and they will salute us.

Then you would too get rid of your
fears and be proud of being a Muslim.

My Lord...

Baron has come to meet you.

Which Baron?

Here everyone's a slave.

Ask that dog to stand out.

What's the matter?

I have come to see you, Lord.

Are you done now?

I have collected taxes from those Kafirs
and brought presents for you as a tribute...

Okay, send it in.

As you order…

Stop.

What's that?

Lord!

Lord, If you are given valuable tributes,
only then will people get the opportunity to see you.

You don't know the value of these tributes...

A Hindu woman wears these for her
husband's long and healthy life.

They don't know our customs and rituals…
They wish for your well-being, Lord.

Shut up.

Leave..

Greetings!

Greetings!

He is the wadi railway officer in Gulbarga district.

His name is Bhupal.

Greetings.

Greetings.

He is an eyewitness to the
anarchy of Razakars near Gandlapur.

What happened?

The people of this area celebrate
the Bathukamma festival every October.

During one such celebration..

"Swing ride for Bharathi…
Swing ride for precious Bharathi…"

"Swing ride for Bharathi…
Swing ride for precious Bharathi…"

"We extend our prayers for you.
Here, we present a harathi, O my goddess."

"We extend our prayers for you.
Here, we present a harathi, O my goddess."

"O Goddess, our sorrow blooms
in the fragrance of these Gunugu flowers."

"O Goddess, our sorrow blooms
in the fragrance of these Gunugu flowers."

"O Goddess, our agony unfolds
in the petals of these Katla flowers."

"O Goddess, our misfortune
wreathed with Seetha Jada blooms."

"A river of tears flowed, drenching the
saree's edge with poignant sorrow."

"Swing ride for Bharathi…
Swing ride for precious Bharathi…"

"In shoe sounds, our village dawned;

"streets echoed with the
majestic hoofbeats of horses."

"Our bodies bear wounds from baton hits,
bleeding from gunshots."

"People flee like frightened chicks,
their lives seized by predators akin to eagles."

"Razakars unleash massacres,
leaving our chastities shattered."

"No peace reigns; damn their existence."

"No peace reigns; damn their existence."

"We ought to apprehend that
rogue Nizam and hang him here."

"We ought to apprehend that
rogue Nizam and hang him here."

"In the symphony of ongoing slaughter,
how long can our silence endure?"

"In life's filth with kin, cattle, and hunger's strife,
how do we persist when they've turned our world to a lament?"

"Let the blood surge,
that scoundrel must flee."

"Let the blood surge,
that scoundrel must flee."

"We must slaughter the Nizams amidst the village."

"We must slaughter the Nizams amidst the village."

"If they trespass our village,
concealed in the fields, "

"let us unleash stones with the catapult,
bringing them down like birds."

"We must thrash and pulp him with a whip."

"When we deliver a harsh beating,
his bones should shatter."

"The rascal should tremble at our throng;
it's time to dig a grave and lay him to rest."

"Let's sprinkle chili water into his eyes
and engulf him in the smoke of red chili."

"Strike the Razakars with every
weapon at your disposal"

"Strike the Razakars with every
weapon at your disposal"

"beat them relentlessly,
and cast them away—damn their lives."

"beat them relentlessly,
and cast them away—damn their lives."

Sir, please no. I cannot see this horrible act.

Look...

Hey, open your eyes...
and watch me

I would think that all of you
are my brothers except my husband.

Why do you get killed by them, brothers?

Hey, you Razakars... scoundrels

Today, our honour might be tainted,
we may lose our lives.

But one day you will be held
accountable for all your misdeeds...

Let's do the dance.

"Swing ride for Bharathi…
Swing ride for precious Bharathi…"

"Stripped off, with Bathukamma as the witness."

"If you are sacred deity, comes to save us"

"Children were given poison to end their lives,
and young girls were hidden in the dark."

"Even the old and weak are into hiding
longing for lives free from fear and oppression."

"O Goddess, bestower of life,
kindle the flames of resolve within us."

"We are your devotees; please rescue us."

How cruel!

Such heinous acts are happening in many areas, sir.

In Nalgonda district, at Motkoor,
a follower of Razvi, named Gaddam Ameen,

assaulted naked women with sticks, and made them
play Bathukamma and enjoyed the heinous act.

Raghupathi!
-Sir!

Along with the naked dance at Bathukamma,

a similar incident occurred in Solapur district,
where the Phanigiri police

and Bombay Police were fired upon
by the Nizam’s police.

We should immediately send reports
about all these atrocities to Sardar Patel.

Crossing the border is very challenging.

Our Ramachari is from Madras, right?

Nobody will suspect him.

Tell him to travel from Madras to Delhi,
and send the required evidence to Mr. Patel.

Patel ji... Mr. Ramachari has
arrived from Hyderabad.

Munshi ji has sent him.

Munshi?

Call him in. Ask him to join us for lunch.

Sir, he had his lunch already.

you eat,
I've requested him to take some rest.

Okay... offer him a refreshing drink.

Okay sir.

They told me to wait for a while

Okay.

Father!

Sir.. sir...sir..
What happened?

Shankar, come fast..
-What happened?

Sir.. sir..
What happened?

Father has been very disturbed by Gandhiji's death.

He needs rest right now.

If he is here, he'll have to deal with one problem or another.
That's not good for his health.

We will keep all problems away from him for some time.

We have decided to take him to Dehradun.

That's better.

In these circumstances, Patel ji should
not find out about these problems.

Ala Hazrat... You seem very happy.

What's the reason?

The only obstacle to the establishment
of Turkestan will be eliminated.

He's on the verge of his last breath,
lying in the lap of death.

Hey, come here.

What are you looking at? Get lost.

Hey…

Come here...

What is it?

Bhai... one girl has hit puberty.

Basu has organized a function for her daughter.

Is it?

I suppose it would be a good day for you.

Come, let's go.

Hurry up, dear.

Remove this new dress and
wear something that you wear daily.

Mom... Let me keep it for one day,
it's been so long since I've worn anything new.

Listen to me, dear.

If that Maqbool sees you like this,
he won't leave you.

Oh! Damn!

Bloody, the girl looks so tempting like a juicy dessert.

Sir, please don't.

Come...
-Please no...

Maqbool Sir, please…
-Go away.

Sir...
-Shut up.

Please don't.
-Shut up!

She's just a child… Please don't sir.

She has become a woman
and you are calling her a child?

Please, sir. Do not ruin her life.

Anyways,if I impact any girl, she will transition
from childhood to womanhood,

proving beneficial for her post-marriage.

Sir, leave her. Sir…

Please listen me...

Get lost!

Father!

Uncle... Uncle, please save me.

He's coming to get me.
Please save me, Uncle.

Stop there.

Stop, I say…

Dear!

Come... come here...

Sir, leave her. Sir…

Please leave her.

Sir, please listen to me.

Sir...

Grandpa save me.

Dear...

Dear...

What, old hag?
Can you pick up your stick?

You seem to be on the verge of death.
-Please leave my daughter...

Do you need to get involved in such issues?
-Please leave my daughter...

Go away.

Please leave her.

Go away, you old hag.

My dear...

How dare you beat me!

I'll get Razvi sir and make
you all pay for your mistakes.

What happened?

With Sardar Patel ready to take the reins,

these Bloody Hindustanis are
excited to be a part of Hindustan...

Those scoundrels have brutally
assaulted Syed Maqbool Saheb...

He was the only Muslim in Gundrampalli...

Their hatred is not just for Maqbool...
It is for the whole Islamic religion...

Sir, Order me..

Now we need to stand with Maqbool...

Only then will our religion survive.

Lachimi, it appears you are
approaching your delivery date.

I will have a boy, not a girl.

Come on, Lachchimi, hurry up…

Stay quiet.
Stay quiet.

Instead of being our slaves,
they are daring to rebel against us?

Kill all the men in the village.

Okay, sir.

Shoot all of them.

Hide...

What happened ?

The Razakars have arrived in the village...
They are killing everyone.

You go inside and hide.

Hey... Everyone come here.

What?

Are these few the only men in this village?

Tell me where your husbands are...

They will not tell you if you ask
them politely, Razvi Sir.

I know how to make them talk.

Lachimi...

Lachimi...

Sir, I beg you... Please don’t do it.

Speak out!

Speak out!

Sir, I beg you... Please don’t do it.

Lachimi...

Sir, I beg you... Please don’t do it.
-Will you open your mouth or die?

Lachimi...

Lachimi...
-Not just in Gundrampalli,

Gokaram, Patangi, Reddy Bavi,
search every village in the vicinity…

If you find them, kill them on the spot

drag their bodies here and throw them in this well.

Go, search for them.

No sir, please pardon me.

Come out.. you...

Sir.. please leave her.
-Get lost.

Dear...

Dear...

Sir, spare my daughter.
Spare her, sir. Please…

Razvi sir, just as a rat emerges from its hole,
when we take this girl, her father emerges.

Kill him.

Father!

Do what Maqbool wanted,
you to do

No sir...

Dear...

Sir, I beg your pardon.
Please spare us.

Now that all the men of this village are dead,

all the women of this village are your wives.

Sir, let my child go. Sir…
-They should give birth to our kids...

Expand our lineage. Go!

Dear...

Sir, spare us.

Sir...

My dear...

Sir, please don’t. I beg you.

Sir..

Sir, spare my child.

My dear...

Hey, leave her.

Rey Razakar...

Before the moist of our blood and flesh on this
land fades away, you shall be destroyed…

This is my curse on you!

Menon... How is the situation in Hyderabad..?

Sir, how is your health?

Menon, don't worry about me, I am fine.

Did you talk to Munshiji?

Many times, sir. He told me many things.

The incident that happened in Gorta of Bidar
district is haunting me every moment, Menon.

The communal riots that happened in 1928...

They are still holding the grudge in their hearts
and burning with rage, those demon Razakars.

They attacked the Gorta village with 2000 men.

They killed everyone who came in their way,
women, men, young and old, without any distinction.

It was a massacre.

They kicked a pregnant woman on her stomach,

poor lady delivered the child right there
and bled to death.

Sir, sir...
-and bled to death.

I myself... I went to the village get a report,

I saw corpses in heaps, flesh in lumps,...

There was no difference between animals and humans,

the bodies were rotting,
the village was filled with stench...

Two hundred Hindus lost their lives
and 70 lakh rupees of property was destroyed..

Atrocious, Menon,

Atrocious it was...

Will this news come in the newspapers there?

Sir.. All the newspapers there
are under Nizam's control.

Only Shoaibullah Khan is writing
the truth fearlessly through his Imroz newspaper

and exposing Nizam's tyranny
and Razakars' anarchy, sir

Free Hyderabad...
Free Hyderabad...

The flag of Asif Jahi will surely fly
over Delhi's fort in the worst times...

But my problem is that some Muslims are
betraying our religion in the name of humanity...

No Muslim should oppose Nizam
and support these Kafir Hindus...

Kill them and send them to hell.

Where is that traitor?

With hard work, you will grow.
-I am trying...

Hey Moin Khan, look there.
He is Shoaibullah Khan.

Hey, idiot... How dare you write false news
about Nizam Saheb, despite being born in Islam?

A true journalist writes only the truth.

You scare people with guns,
this journalist's pen also works like a gun...

What Razvi Saab said is true, brother...

He is not scared of Nizam.

The hands that pray to God

and the mouth that reads Kalma are
afraid of only Truth, but not Nizam…

If anybody writes news against Nizam,
cut off their hand instantly…

Brother…
Oh! God.

Hey, the Quran does not tell you to hate religion...
It tells you to love humans...

Anyone who speaks against Nizam,
behead him instantly!

Shut up.

Kill him in front of all those people who are
influenced by his venomous thoughts.

Brother…

Brother…

Razvi Saab,
We killed this traitor.

Hail, Razvi Sir…

Ajmal Aapa...

They killed him...

Hail, Razvi Sir…

Hail, Field Marshal Kasim Razvi.

Brother, wake up. Brother…

Our breath may stop with this,
but our struggle will not...

You cannot stop United India's freedom with these ropes.

I am proud that i sacrificed my life to liberate
my nation from the shackles of slavery.

Inquilab Zindabad..
Inquilab Zindabad..

Victory to Mother India...

Vande Mataram...
Vande Mataram..

Vande Mataram...
Vande Mataram..

We should rise above the clutches of the Nizam
and should hear the victorious chants freely.

We should change the fate of Hyderabad...

This decision of ours should merge
Hyderabad with United India.

Only when the Nizam is dead,
will Hyderabad breathe freely

We need to end the rule of the Nizam...
Kill the Nizam...

Kill him...

Kill him...

Kill him...
Kill him...

For that to happen,
we should also be ready to die

I am ready…
-I am also ready…

We are sacrificing our lives for the
freedom of our region from Nizam.....

Look, Narayan Swami...

You go to Bezawada and give this news
and this photo to the News agency.

It is our idea to kill Nizam.

All newspapers should cover the
news that we killed the Nizam.

Every day at four o'clock, Nizam goes for a leisure drive
through Darus Shifa from King Koti Crossroads..

You will be positioned at Grammar School
And, you be at King Koti crossroads.

and I’ll be at All Saints School.

As soon as Nizam approaches my location, I will bomb him.

If he escapes and goes to front,
you should bomb him,

and if he goes back, you should bomb him.

So, one of the three of us should kill Nizam, tomorrow.

He is a Hindu, sir.

Give him water.

How dare you attempt to kill our God-like Nizam!

I am the actual inhabitant of this land,
why would I fear to kill foreigners like you?

Aren’t you scared that you
have been apprehended?

I’m disappointed that I couldn’t kill him.

But also, I am proud to have attempted to kill him!

Lord, I never thought Hindustan
would do such a big betrayal.

Patel did not dare to face you and challenge you.
That's why he wanted to kill you.

It is their plan only,

they are confessing it...
That they have nobody’s backing.

No...No, sir...

There must be someone...
Otherwise, how would they have all the weapons?

If this news spreads across the state that
an attack on the Nizam,

even the monkeys here will turn against us...

Forgive me, Your Highness ...
But your arrangements should have been proper…

Be stress-free, my Lord.
We will meet again.

For whom are you doing this?

Even your sons are against you

One son left his position,
the other son has gone to London.

The state you are fighting for,
Now, has no heir…

How come I have no heir?

I have already declared my grandson,
Mukarram Jah, as my heir, as the eighth Nizam.

You have chosen your heir, that's fine,
but now your state is in trouble.

If a woman opens her mouth,
the entire kingdom falls.

If this regime is really going to collapse as she said,
what would happen to my Razakar system?

Even if I lose power, I have to survive financially.

The villagers are hereby informed
that the Bairanpalli people

have to pay a paisa each for the hair on the head,
which is 1200 rupees, as tax to the Razakars

Otherwise, they have threatened to punish the entire village
and called everyone to the Ladnur Razakar camp.

We have lost all our savings to their taxes…

How will we pay for this?
How will we survive now?

Our Rajireddy seems to have gone against them…
He has been missing since morning.

Where has he gone?

I saw him leaving at the dawn.

If he left so early that means he has gone
to attend to some important task.

There… Rajireddy is coming...

What happened?
Why has everyone gathered?

We have to pay the Razakars tax again..

They just made the announcement.

Hey.. We are not paying anyone anything.
Let them come, we shall face them.

How can we go against them?

He's right, we lack the strength and weapons.
How can we dare to revolt?

We eat Jowar roti with chilli powder,
why don't we have any strength?

One tight blow on their chest
and they will bleed to death, bloody rascals!

Well said, Rajireddy.

Once we get into the fields, we don’t
get out without harvesting 100 acres of the field

Can’t we cut their throats too?

That is it! That’s spirit.

Look, Mallanna.
If we oppose them once with our sticks,

they will run away with their tails between their legs
just like we chase away those nasty foxes.

We aim and hit birds 100s of metres away,
can’t we hit these Razakars and kill them with our blows?

Let’s break their bloody skulls.

Our everyday tools should become our weapons.

Suri’s tipcat billet should pierce their throats.

Ram's slingshot assaults
should make their hearts shiver.

The Nizam should soil his pants and
we must bury those Razakars in our lands.

Their weapons should fear to fire at us or attack us.

They know how to kill, let’s show them
what it is like to face death…

If we fight to win, then it is a war,

but if we fight to survive, then it’s a deadly combat!

The people who are living a slave’s life under
the Nizam need the courage of Bhairanpalli

Let’s fight for them.
Let’s win for them.

let's win..
let's win...

Bheemireddy Narasimhareddy sent the guns.

Brother, I have his head on my mark.

Shoot those idiots.

Where are these bullets coming from?

Come out... come out.

Hey, come out…come out.

How dare you oppose us!
I will butcher you all!

Kill him.. kill him.

Die you.. scoundrel.

Kill him.

Kill him.

No!

Suri!

"Should a thorn pierce your foot,
tears would flow ceaselessly. "

"You're wounded in the stomach today,
yet you laugh amidst this pain."

"The offspring of this land, are you still in slumber?"

"Shall you rise with the dawn, prepared for the morrow?"

"The offspring of this land, are you still in slumber?"

"Shall you rise with the dawn, prepared for the morrow?"

"The mother who bound you to her while toiling,
when will you return to her?"

"When, my son, will your warrior mother offer you her milk?
Will she ever cradle you with care?"

"The demons of Razakar have plunged
a spear into your mother's heart."

"The demons of Razakar have plunged
a spear into your mother's heart."

"She perished shielding you from the monster - Kasim Razvi?"

"State-sponsored violence is dragging us down."

Oh, my son...
Oh, my son...

"Will your tears ever dry?
Will your tears ever dry?"

"Let the fire at your doorstep,
fuelling the charcoal,"

"Become your battle scars.
Become your battle scars."

"Carry her body with pride.
With fire in our hands and bellies, "

"we shall approach. Oh, my beloved children.
Burn us now, take our stead later."

"We shall reunite on the other side."

"Oh, my beloved children..."

"The offspring of this soil,
are you still in repose?"

"Will you awaken early and prepare for the day?"

"Following our defeat,
we implore you to carry forth our struggle."

"We urge you to occupy our positions."

"We shall lay you to rest in the earth, my child.
We shall cradle you to sleep, my dear child."

"We comprehend the pledge in your clenched fists,"

"In the wide-eyed abodes, we too shall dwell;
we shall tread the path you laid."

"We shall wield the gun you left behind."

"Oh, dear children...
My dear children..."

"The offspring of this soil,
are you still in repose?"

"Will you awaken early and prepare for the day?"

Rajireddy, the Razakars are coming... They are more in number, this time around. They are coming….

Let them come…

Ramanna, get me the gunpowder.
Come on.

Sir.. sir.. sir..

Tell me, Mr. Menon

Munshi Ji has sent a telegram…

He said that the villagers of Bairanpalli
in Hyderabad state are fighting back

and killed the Razakars who attacked their village…

The deputy collector of Bhuvanagiri,
Abdul Hashim, who could not tolerate it,

declared the village as an outlaw village
and has cut off all the amenities

and basic needs of the village.

The Nizam is reaping what he sowed…

What is this, Mallavva?
The child is not crying... Has she slept?

What is it? What did you do??

We have no food to eat, how will I feed her milk?

I have fed her toddy, if she awakes she will cry out of hunger
this way at least she will sleep peacefully.

She has been sleeping since then.

What is this? What happened?

The old man could not stand his hunger.
He went to the pits and ate some mud lumps

Oh, we were afraid that the
Razakars would come and kill us anytime,

We left all our work, to safeguard our village.

Now we have no grains, we are starving.

Either we will die in the hands of these Razakars
hands or will die out of starvation.

Either way, we have no escape from death, Sir...

Rajanna, no one will oppose the
Nizam’s law and get food to this village.

We will die anyway.
Then let’s cross the boundary.

Yes, Rajanna. Let’s cross…

Have patience! We should not die of hunger,
we have to fight with the Razakars...

I will cross the village.
I will tell the officers to stop the Nizam's law.

You be safe, the Razakars will attack the village at night.

You go safely, Rajanna.
We will take care of this village.

Rajireddy went to the deputy collector Hashim Bhai's place
to request the lift of the ban on Bairanpalli.

The Collector intervened and said that he would
do his work tomorrow and asked him to stay back.

Nobody is protecting the village right now.
It is the right time...

Hey, the Razakars are coming...
Wake up everyone...

Get up, dear.

Hey, some people go that way.

Come...

Son, flee! Take your sister and run away with you.

Son! Run... run..

Son! Run... run..

You were supposed to be slaves
but you chose to pick up guns, didn’t you?

Now Bairanpalli won’t be a village anymore,
it will be a crematorium!

Mohazzam Bhai, I never touched a gun till now,
but I want to touch a gun once…

Sub Collector Saab is very happy to become Razakar.

Here, Hashim Bhai..

Hey, get up. Everyone, get up.

Here, Hashim Bhai..

Shoot him, Hashim Bhai…

Kill everyone.

How many more days, Patel Ji?

They are destroying the villages
that oppose them, one by one. .

And we are still waiting for proofs and giving
excuses of agreements!

Are we spineless, Patel ji?

The Nizam government has issued an order
to shoot if it is seen without the festival

Let's raise the flag even if we lose our lives

That flag should breathe life into the generations preceding us

Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!

These Kafirs want to hoist their United India flags.

What should be heard is not the sound of the flags...

But the screams of the Kafirs...

"Your life is irrelevant…
Think of it as speck dust or a fragment of glass,"

"holds little weight—
whether you live or die is inconsequential"

"Behold, your motherland gazes, shackled in iron; "

"in these moments,
the distinction between life and death fades. "

"Even if pursued by demons or impaled by spikes, "

"raise the tricolour until your last breath. "

"inherit the legacy of Chhatrapati Shivaji,
who valiantly fought foreign invaders. "

"As bodies fall around you,
resonate the battle cry in the ears of foes."

"Behead the Razakars, Nizam's puppets,
and expel them from our soil, "

"Sardar Patel. clench your fist, let thunderous roars echo,
advance as a soldier, and engage in the fight. "

"Your life is irrelevant…
Think of it as speck dust or a fragment of glass,"

"holds little weight—
whether you live or die is inconsequential"

"Behold, your motherland gazes, shackled in iron; "

"in these moments,
the distinction between life and death fades. "

If the wound is here, it will burn the whole body...

In the same way, the wound here
can destroy the country.

Hyderabad is the heart of united India...

The poison of religion that was
born there, will burn everything...

This poison is spreading to all directions across the country.

We need to treat it soon...

Now, from Hyderabad, not only the cries of pain

but also the chants of Vande Mataram
are reaching the Delhi fort.

I will not let Hyderabad turn into a crematorium.

Prepare the army..

We will liberate Hyderabad...

No matter what the situation is,
no matter who comes in between…

Be it anyone…

The situation in Nizam’s state is deteriorating...

The justice system is also collapsing.

The Nizam is unable to control the Razakars...

There, the atrocities of the Razakars
on Hindus have increased.

The Nizam’s government has violated the
standstill agreement and committed a lot of attrocities.

There is enough evidence for that with the Indian government.

Therefore, we want to take Police Action in Hyderabad in advance.

How can you think of declaring war on an independent state
that has a history of over 200 years?

And yet... Yet without telling me a word,
without the council's permission,

how can you speak like that in the parliament?

Nehruji… What you said is true according to the rules.

But, if Patelji did not take such a decision,

whatever could be our plan after our agreement,
there would be no Hyderabad left.

Patelji takes decisions after thinking well...

I too fully agree with Patelji's decision.

If you don't like it, tell me I will resign from my position.

Menonji... Don't be so angry.

I'm very sorry.

Your Royal Highness...

A letter has come from
the Governor General of India, Rajagopalachari.

The Razakars in Hyderabad should be eliminated.

Prime Minister Laiq Ali Khan
should be removed from his position.

For the protection of peace and security,

the Indian army should be stationed in
the British cantonment at Secunderabad.

Hindustan is ready to wage war on us...

If Hindustan had that much courage,

they would have come directly with their army...
Not with these useless words...

If Hindustan's army dares to come to our land,

Pakistan will drop bombs on Delhi and Ahmedabad.

Yes, sir... Their army has no strength
to stand before our army.

They work for their salary
but our army fights for our faith..

You should trust us...

We will protect your honour in the name of Islam.

If Allah wills, Pakistan's name will be first in the world map

and then Turkistan’s light will also shine…

Goodbye.

Sir.. They told me that Nehru was going abroad.

He said to deal carefully in the matter of Hyderabad.

Tell Rajendra Sinh to
send some of our soldiers from Kashmir to Delhi, every day,

and from Delhi to Hyderabad.

Our army is small but our resolve is great.

While we defend Kashmir,
we have to also protect Hyderabad.

The Asaf Jahi dynasty does not know what war means…
What will be the consequences if war breaks out?

We shall immediately transfer the Asaf Jahi treasury to England.

Razvi Saab…Please sit down…

I did not come here to sit…

It is our culture to respect the representatives of the state…

Please sit… Please sit, sir…

Tell me… What do you expect from us?

The Asaf Jahi dynasty knows only how to rule,
we have never expected anything from anyone.

They know very well how to govern their state...

You remember one thing...

As long as the moon and stars are there in the sky,
Hyderabad will be under the Nizam's rule.

If Hindustan tries to annex our state like other states,

there will be a lot of problems.

Where will the problem come from?
From your Nizam or from the people?

You are violating the Standstill Agreement.

Who started it?

You paid 20 crore rupees of people's
money to Pakistan for their friendship.

You secretly bought weapons from Germany.

You tried to buy Goa from Portugal...

You spent lakhs of rupees to defame the Indian Union in London...

You banned the Indian currency in Hyderabad.

You killed lakhs of people in the name of religious persecution...

You displaced Kannada, Telugu,
and Marathi people from their villages, didn't you?

You started it...

Patel Saab...

There are 10.2 million Hindus in Hyderabad...

If your army comes to our side state,
you will see piles of corpses...

There will be no place to bury them...

Don't worry about the Hindus.

But one thing.

Your Nizam also has wives… Children…
Relatives and friends...

You also have two wives…

and Six children... Take care of them...

The loss will happen on both sides...

Just one moment...
Have your meal and go…

This is a Police Action…

J.N. Chaudhary team from Delhi on the Sholapur route,

A.E. Rudra team from Madras towards Vijayawada,

Shivadatta from ?towards Adilabad,

and D.S. Dhar team from Bombay Regiment will join in Aurangabad…

I am going to liberate the people of Hyderabad
from the Nizam’s tyranny…

Liberation…

Allah-u-Akbar

Allah-u-Akbar

India is trying to uproot our Muslim rule from Deccan…

We have to kill anyone who barges into our state…
It is in our religion…

We will not lower our sword until we achieve our goal…

We will fight the Indian army and establish our Islamic supremacy till Delhi…

Hail Salar-e-Azam Zindabad…
Hail Salar-e-Azam Zindabad…

From Kashmir to the Arabian Sea,

from Sindh to Assam, the Islamic flag will fly…

This land will only have Allah’s servants…

Islam will grow…

We must defeat these infidels who pray to
everything from a stone, pig,..., tree, to an anthill…

in fact, they even drink... in the name of worship.

The Islamic flag will rise on the red fort…

Hyderabad will become Turkistan,
Usmanistan, Arabistan…

The waters in Bengal should wash our Nizam’s feet…

Free Hyderabad!

Free Hyderabad!

Our father of the nation Jinnah promised the Nizam
to help him to make Hyderabad a Turkistan...

But in these circumstances,

sending the military to their nation is not the right decision...

Then do the bombing...

If we bomb the cities of Delhi and Ahmedabad,
the whole Hindustan will be scared...

There should be no peace and security in that country.

Sir, Mohammad Ali Jinnah is no more…

Shall we stop the police action in Hyderabad?

I don’t care about anyone’s life or death,
this operation is not going to stop.

This is a strong intelligence report
that if we go ahead with this operation,

Pakistan will bomb the cities of Delhi and Ahmedabad.

Whatever happens,
I will not let Hyderabad become another Kashmir.

The number 13 is considered an ill-omen in Europe, so…

So what?

Should we postpone the operation till the 15th of this month?

In Gujarat, 13 is a good number...

If you can't do it, then let's start today.

There should be no excuse for any delay from now on.

Our army should conquer Hyderabad within a week.

Destiny is against us it seems.

Moreover, it will take time for the weapons to come from Australia.

Until then, Butcher tried to keep the Indian army away from Hyderabad, but it was in vain…

When we can’t go through the main door
then we must go through the back door.

We have to block all the roads coming from Hindustan to Hyderabad.

You one way, I another way, another way TT Moor,

We have to blow up the dams and bridges
and make the road route impossible…

We have to win this war, Laiq.

Kill everyone.

The Indian Army has arrived;
let us extend a warm welcome to them

Vande Mataram…
Vande Mataram…

Sir, as our army enters the Hyderabad border,

the people are coming in groups and welcoming us
with Vande Mataram slogans...

Our army has not only conquered the Nal Durg fort

but also has taken the British lieutenant T.T. Moor into their custody

for trying to blow up the bridges on the way in a bid to stop us from entering.

Sir, another interesting thing…

Until yesterday, the communists who fought against the Nizam, the Rajakars, and the landlords are now isolating this war.

Hey Razvi…

We got to know that you are doing something to stop
our Indian army from entering Hyderabad.

We will not let you through.

Turn around and return to where you came from.

Hey, let me through
or I will have you killed.

Try… Try and kill me.
Do you think you will get out of here alive?

Sir, the people are excited…

We should not fight with them now…

Our priority should be stopping the Indian army from entering Hyderabad.

Let's go ahead and blow up the Viera Dam.

Welcome to Deccan Radio,

an important news, only seven of our Razakars
have killed three hundred Indian soldiers,

The rest of the Indian army have fled to Goa in fear of being defeated.

Allah-u-Akbar…Allah-u-Akbar…

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Fire!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Hello...

You said it yourself...

If Hindustan threatens the Hyderabad sultanate,
you will drop bombs on Delhi and Ahmedabad,

But you did nothing...

Now the Hindustan army has completely
occupied the Hyderabad state.

But you said on the radio that the Nizam army
had driven the Hindustan army to Goa, didn’t you?

That... We just made up fake news.

We did that to make Nizam Sahib
believe in us, and also to scare the enemies.

We also thought that the news was true.

It’s still not late, Mr. Prime Minister.

You send your army and drop bombs
on Delhi and Ahmedabad, right away.

Don’t make us suffer for your misery, Mr. Liaq ...

Anyway, we have only two bombers...

Now, if we meddle in your fight,
we shall lose Kashmir from our hands.

If you want, you come to Pakistan with your Nizam.

We will treat you well.

Your Highness,

the Indian army has surrounded the Hyderabad state,

And chased away the Razakars and the Nizam’s army.
They have reached the Polo ground in Hyderabad…

The police action that started from
Delhi has now turned into Operation Polo…

Now it’s beyond us, Your Highness.

We can’t do anything anymore.

Hello…

Your Highness , I request you to send me
to Pakistan along with Sydney Cotton.

Your Highness, as soon as I go there, I will talk to Pakistan
and persuade them to bomb Hindustan immediately.

Mr. Cotton...
-Yes, sir

Razvi did illegal activities...

he created the quarrel between Hyderabad and India.

If we support such a person,
we don't have answer for the United Nations..

you don't take him anywhere.
-Yes, sir

Hey, stop. Stop...

I'm coming. I'm coming. Listen to me..
Don't you get what I'm saying?

We have ruled for so many years under the garb of Islam.
Now we have to use that as a weapon.

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Laiq ...

I have written a letter to
the Governor General of Hindustan

that you have resigned as per your cabinet decision,

that's why they have called El Edroos
to talk about new cabinet ministers.

Your Highness,

If I had resigned the day the
Hindustan’s Governor General Rajaji sent the letter

I wouldn’t have faced this situation today, sir.

Now we need to destroy the secret letters
and wireless information that we have.

Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!

Brothers, while we are mourning our
great leader Jinnah Sahib's death,

they took advantage of our weakness
and defeated us.

They don't want to unite Hindustan.

They want to end Islam.

Even now… Even now, if we remain silent,
and don't stand up for our Islam,

tomorrow we will have to face Allah with shame.

We have to protect our Islam.

We have to fight for Islam.

People should remember that till the world ends.

This Friday, by dawn, we have to kill these Kafirs.

Allahu Akbar!
Allahu Akbar!

Allahu Akbar!
Allahu Akbar!

He is provoking us to cause communal clashes.
Let's not stay here, come, let's go.

Vande Mataram…
Vande Mataram…

Vande Mataram…
Vande Mataram…

Kill these Kafirs…

What the hell are they doing?

No.. no.. don't do that...
Listen to us..

Shut up!

You rascal…

You scoundrel…

Brothers...

he is causing religious conflicts
between both our religions.

Don’t let him escape. Kill him.

Start the vehicle. Let’s go.

kill…

Kill that scoundrel, kill…

Kill him.

Kill that scoundrel, kill…

Kill him.

Kill him.

Kill him.

Kill that scoundrel, kill…

Stop it.

We are here for peace and
security by the Indian government…

Arrest him.

Vande Mataram…
Vande Mataram…

Vande Mataram…
Vande Mataram…

Lord, Munshi Ji is here to meet with you

I tried many times to warn you…

But my efforts were completely wasted in your
deaf ears and loud words of some cunning idiots.

If you had listened to me leaving your pride aside,
you wouldn’t have had to see this day.

You still, have a chance…

If you surrender before India,
Hindustan will protect your honour

The decision you make, will determine
your place in history.

I hope you understand.

Namaste.

I was deceived by trusting
those two rascals, Laiq Ali and Razvi.

It’s all over.

Your victories have brought fame
and glory to the Hyderabad Sultanate.

Now my defeat has dragged the Asaf Jahi
dynasty to the depths of hell.

Forgive me.

My dear people…

I have sent a message to the Governor General of Hindustan
Rajagopalachari saying,

I am submitting my resignation
and requesting a ban on the Razakars

and that I submit to merge the
Hyderabad state into the Union of India.

From now on, the people here will live
with the people of India in harmony,

without any discrimination based on caste
or religion, and with happiness and peace.

I am very happy to share the news with you

that now Hyderabad has become a part of India

and I don’t want Pakistan to
interfere in our country’s affairs,

this is our wish.