All language subtitles for Main Hoon Na (2004)

-Fix the display.
-Set up the lights.

Can we hope for the same
gesture of humanity from Pakistan?

Rajesh, I can't say this to the
Indian Army General.

-Simplify it.
-Sir, the General has arrived.

-He's here already?
-Should I ask him to go back?

Turn off the cameras.
No cameras before the show begins.

-Are you in charge here?
-Yes, Sir.

Not anymore.
I'm Brigadier Shekhar Sharma.

General Bakshi's security
is my responsibility.

-Any problem with that?
-Not at all, Sir.

Good.

Captain Vikram, Major Abbas.
Over there.

Major Karan, in position.

Come with me.

Sir, the security camera is in position.

Good.

-All positions secured?
-Yes, Sir. All positions secured.

Good. Let the show begin.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Jann Manch.

I'm your host, Rajat Saxena
and today's issue is

Project Milaap...

a historic step or
a historic mistake?

On 15th of August,
our Independence Day,

50 Pakistani prisoners
that were in Indian custody,

will be released at the Indian border.

Let's meet the man
behind Project Milaap.

Please welcome
General Amar Singh Bakshi

the Commander-in-Chief
of the Indian Army.

Sir, we'd first like to
congratulate you...

because the parliament agreed
to Project Milaap this morning.

General Bakshi, do you really
believe that Project Milaap

will lead to a friendship
between India and Pakistan?

It's not so simple.
A chasm of 55 years...

cannot be bridged by
releasing 50 prisoners.

-So, why Project Milaap?
-It's a step to cover the miles.

-So according to you...
-Station 3, come in. Over.

-Station 3 secured, Sir.
-Good.

Are none of them
terrorists or ISI agents?

If we had any shred of doubt
that they are dangerous to India

we would have never
taken this step.

Most of them are poor villagers

who didn't even know that
they had crossed the border.

After all, the border is
not completely sealed.

They didn't even have weapons

yet they have been in our prisons
for years.

Some, since 1971.

We think it's time to
send them back home.

But not everyone
agrees with you, General.

There are some who want to stop you.

Everyone has the right to
free speech in a democracy.

But speaking isn't
the only thing they want to do.

Sir, I'm talking about Raghavan.

The audience would like to
know who Raghavan is

and is it true that he has
sworn to stop Project Milaap?

Raghavan is an imposter.

He hides his face because
he's ashamed of his identity.

He's a coward.

A terrorist, so used to violence
that he now fears peace.

Project Milaap
will be successful.

The prisoners will definitely
be released on 15th August.

Damn! Backup!
We need backup, immediately!

-Come in.
-Major Ram reporting, Sir.

I'm outside entrance 3.

Major Ram, hold position.
The backup is arriving in two minutes.

Two minutes too late, Sir. I'm going in.

Hello, General.
I'm Raghavan.

I'll ask you the remaining questions.

So, General...

I'm sure Pakistan is also releasing
our poor villagers, right?

That's exactly what I wanted to ask.

When elders speak,
learn to shut up.

So, General, what about
Pakistan's show of goodwill?

We haven't heard
anything from Pakistan yet.

So why are we
being so darn generous?

Because someone has to
take the first step.

If we all behave like you,
there will be no peace.

We've given it a lot of thought.

And we are certain that
Pakistan will reciprocate.

Pakistan!
Pakistan is going to laugh at us.

-Because they don't want peace.
-Why?

Don't the Pakistanis love their children?

You do, General.

You love your daughter a lot, don't you?

Too bad.

She will really miss you, General.

Nobody can save you now.

Ram...

Easy. Easy now.
You'll be all right, Sharma.

The ambulance is on the way.

I want to speak to my son.

Ram...

Ram.

Father...

-Doctor...
-Ram.

-Ram...
-Father.

Ram...

Please.

-Was I a good father?
-Now is not the time...

No. No, tell me.

Yes, you're the best
father in the entire world.

-I'm a bad father.
-No...

Ram, listen...
Please.

There's something
I've always hidden from you.

You...

You're...

not my only son.

I have a wife, Madhu.

And a son, Lakshman.

Your step...
Your brother.

I haven't seen him in 20 years.

It's been 20 years since she left me.

Twenty years!
I've lived away from them.

-It's time I pay for my deeds.
-No, Father. Don't say that.

No.

I knew you'll forgive me, Ram.
You have a very big heart.

But until they don't
forgive me, I won't find peace.

My family will remain broken, scattered.

Ram, promise me that you
won't immerse my ashes alone.

Promise me, Ram.

Promise me that both my sons
will perform my last rites.

Where... is father's family?

Son, they left 19 years go.

Because... of me, right?

Shekhar, whatever happened
between us ten years ago;

I know you consider it as a big mistake.

I stayed away because I knew
how much you love your wife.

But today, I'm helpless.

By the time you get this letter,
I might not be alive.

I leave our son in your care.

Please look after him.

He is your son, too.

-What's your name?
-Ram Sharma, Sir.

Madhu, please.

Madhu, please.
It was just a mistake.

-It was just a mistake--
-A mistake?

After marriage,
it's called infidelity, Shekhar.

I'm leaving.
I can't live with this lie anymore.

A lie?

Are you calling our marriage,
our son, a lie?

And what about the one
who is sitting outside?

Your illegitimate son!

He, too, isn't a lie.

If he enters this house, I'm leaving.

Where will he go?
It's not his fault.

You're right, Shekhar. It's not his fault.

It's my fault for having trusted you.

Because of me...

father stayed away from his family.

I will bring them home.

I will.

They won't come home.
Not until you're here.

You're not going, Ram.
You're very well aware of the situation.

-I need you till 15th August.
-I know, Sir.

But I made a promise to my father.

And you should fulfill it.
Project Milaap was his dream, too.

Ram, this is the
photograph Raghavan gave me.

It's my daughter, Sanjana.
She studies at St. Paul's in Darjeeling.

This picture was taken in her college.

And her safety is my utmost priority.

-Why don't you ask her to come back, Sir?
-Because she won't.

-Even if her life's in danger?
-You don't know my daughter, Ram.

I haven't seen her in two years.

She hates me.

And it's entirely my fault.
I never let her get close to me.

I wanted a son.
A son who would join the army, like me.

That's why I never loved her...

the way I would've loved my son.

I was wrong.

I'd do anything to catch a glimpse of her.

But she doesn't want to come back to me.

Sir, can we not send
a 24-hour protection team

for her surveillance?

Sanjana will never let an army man
come close to her.

If she sees an army man near her,
she will run away.

She has done it before.

So what do you recommend, Sir?

I want you to go to Darjeeling,
undercover, to protect Sanjana.

I don't trust anyone else.

Sir, I...
I'm sorry, Sir.

It's impossible for me to go
to Darjeeling right now.

I thought you'd be very
interested in this mission...

as there's another student,
studying there.

Lakshman Sharma.

Lakshman?

Your father and I were friends
for 25 years. I know everything.

Call it fate or co-incidence...

but his wife Madhu,
and son Lakshman live in Darjeeling.

You're now officially on leave
till 15th August.

I've already spoken to the
principal of St. Paul's.

You are joining the college from Monday.

Sir.

And what subject will I teach there?

You are not going there as a teacher.
You will be a student.

Stu...

That will look very strange, Sir.

I think I'm better off as a teacher.

That way, you won't be able to
protect Sanjana.

But I don't look like a student.

It's been ages since I attended
the National Defense Academy.

Don't worry. Even the principal
will say that you are there

to complete your graduation.

But, Sir, today's generation...

I've never been in a civil college.

-I'll be caught in a day.
-Ram, no matter what...

-Project Milaap cannot stop.
-Sir.

Those prisoners have to be
released on 15th August.

-And Sanjana's safety--
-Sir, Sanjana will be safe.

I promise you, Sir.

Thank you, Major.

What's up?

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky

Like butterflies flit in gardens

I roam without a care

I'm the queen of hearts!
I don't know what sadness is

With no fear, I do and I defy

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky...

What's up?

Say what?

They can halt, they can try,
They can stop and ask me why

But I'll never listen to them

I'm stubborn, I am crazy

They say my mind is hazy

But nobody knows
Where my dreams lie

Like the winds sigh,
And the birds fly in the sky

Like butterflies flit in gardens

I roam without a care

I'm the queen of hearts!
I don't know what sadness is

With no fear, I do and I defy

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky...

It's odd.
I've never seen my younger brother.

I have no clue what he looks like.

But I'm certain,
his eyes will be like mine.

Actually, I think he'd be exactly like me.

Calm, shy, decent, disciplined.

Lucky! Lucky!

And my heart says
I will recognize him instantly.

My little brother, Lakshman.

Let the nymphets come to lure me

And know that I'm no worker bee

For when I look into their eyes,
I'll steal their hearts, their minds

No matter how gorgeous

They'll be mine without a fuss

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky

Like butterflies flit in gardens

I roam without a care

I may be mad, a little strange,
And wilder than most

But the most lovable,
Toast of the town

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky

Like butterflies flit in gardens

I roam without a care

Like the winds sigh

And the birds fly in the sky...

Friends, it's a truly blessed
day as today, we have among us,

the most famous student of St. Paul's.
Lucky!

-Thank you.
-Four years ago,

when I joined this
college, Lucky was my senior.

When we first got here,
Lucky ragged us a lot, didn't he?

He striped me in the cafeteria

and made me sing,
'My Heart Will Go On.'

-Lucky.
-He's smooth, charming and perky.

We want to be as cool as Lucky.

I love Lucky.

Despite having failed his class thrice,
Lucky is still with us.

And God willing,
Lucky may fail again

and bless our juniors
with his presence, too.

And now,
Lucky will say a few words.

It wasn't easy.

To fail thrice consecutively
is no ordinary feat.

But, friends, with hard work,
perseverance and dedication...

you can all get here.

And if I have your blessings,
I will continue to be with you

right here, in this college,
for eons to come.

That's a promise!

Love you too, babe.

-Oh, yes. You, too.
-Lucky! Lucky!

-Aren't you ashamed?
-What for, Sanju?

Just look at these faces,
full of love and respect.

And I won't need to
study this year as well.

-I've got you to copy from.
-Yeah, right!

-Irritating.
-Sanju...

-Lucky, is Sanju your girlfriend?
-Avoid, man!

When Lucky has a girlfriend,
the entire college will stare in awe.

-Who wants to look at Sanju?
-Hey, I only look at Sanju.

Do you think she'll be my girlfriend?

Are you...

Oh, yes. Why not?

What a face! What muscles!

-What style!
-Oh, stop.

-You're perfect.
-I know.

I have an idea. Let's arm wrestle.
I'll beat you and impress Sanju.

Okay? Meet me outside.

-Hi, Lucky.
-Hi, baby.

Lucky.

-Hi, babe.
-Percy, stop it.

-You'll hurt yourself.
-Pain's my middle name, Sanju!

Lucky, you think smoking
makes you look cool?

-Yes, yes.
-Please. Give it to me.

Avoid, Sanju!

-Hi, Mini.
-Hi, sweetheart.

Where's your miserable boyfriend?

Right here.

Quit playing with fleas.
Want to fight a man for a change?

Would love to fight with a man.

But I don't mind fighting you either.

-Who are you calling a flea?
-Scram.

-The loser gets punished.
-And Mini will kiss the winner.

You...

-Have you lost your mind, Sanju?
-What did I do?

-You lost, Lucky.
-So what?

Time for punishment!

Whoever walks in first through that gate,

push that person and knock him down.
Simple.

What if it's a teacher?

What if it's the principal?

Whatever... man!

-It's the principal.
-Good morning.

-Good morning, Sir.
-Good morning, Sir.

Scared, Lucky?

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Go, Lucky! Go!

Come here.
Where was I going?

You were going home, Sir.

Genius. Thank you, man.

Come on, dude!

-Hi.
-Hello.

Can you tell me
where's the principal's office?

First floor, third door to the left.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Sir!

Sorry, man. It was a bet.

-What's your name?
-Want to complain to the principal?

Avoid being a pain.

I asked you, what's your name?

Okay, Uncle. If you don't
like your face, then no problem.

I can change it for you.

Come on, tough guy!
You think you are tough?

Come on, let's fight, Uncle.

Very nice.

Come on, let's go, man!
Come on!

-Is he our new Chemistry professor?
-What! Oh, God, Lucky!

-Come on, man. You're in my territory!
-I'm sorry.

Behave yourself. We were just
playing a game. Just a game.

-Lucky, say sorry. Come on.
-Sorry.

It's okay.

Can you take me to the
principal's office? I'm new here.

Hey, did I not say first floor,
third door to the left?

-Are you deaf? Come on, Sanju.
-Excuse me, Sanju.

Hello. I'm Ram.

And I'm Lucky. Now beat it.

Tough guy?

-Good morning.
-Oh, shit!

Lucky, that's Mrs. Kakkar.

-Hello.
-Oh, shit!

-I'm going to fail them all.
-Run!

Uncle, let go of my hand.
Please.

-Lucky, I'm off. Bye.
-Uncle, the hag bores us to death.

Shameless! What are you up to?

Let go of my hand.

My heart is beating.

Hi, handsome.
Are you the new chemistry teacher?

-No. I'm a student.
-A student?

How lovely!
I'm Mrs. Kakkar, the Hindi teacher.

-Good morning, Ma'am.
-Good morning.

Meet me in the back side
when my period is empty.

I'll teach you everything.

Oh, my! Such strong muskles!

-What?
-She means you have strong muscles.

-Thank you. Thank you.
-Mention not. Mention not.

Finally, I've found an oasis.

-Very good, Ma'am. Excuse me.
-Sure.

Everything is "squeezed" for you.

Excuse me, Sir.

Major Ram Prasad Sharma, Sir.

General Bakshi must have spoken to you.

Of course.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?

-Lieutenant Ram, right?
-Major Ram, Sir.

Right.

-What can I do for you, General?
-Not general. Major.

Right.

Look, nobody knows
that I am a student here, except you.

-So no saluting.
-Right.

-Sir, no saluting.
-Yeah...

The thing is, Captain...
Please sit down.

I really wanted to join the army.
But I couldn't remember the ranks.

So what can I do for my country, Sergeant?

Okay.

I'd like to be in
Sanjana Bakshi's class.

Done. What else, Wing Commander?

And please stop saluting every second.

Top secret, I know.

-May I leave, Sir?
-Bye, Cadet Ram.

-Don't salute, please.
-Top secret.

Sir, there's a student in your college.
Lakshman Prasad Sharma.

-Lakshman Prasad?
-Yes.

Do you know him?

Just a distant relative.
You must know him.

No, I don't.
I can't even remember names.

-Okay.
-Okay?

Okay. Don't worry.

Go to the ID office at 9:30 a.m. sharp.

-You'll get all the information.
-Very well, Sir.

-Okay? All the best.
-Right, Sir.

Over and out. Tango and Cash.

-Each man for himself.
-Okay...

Oh, my God!

-Roger.
-Major, Sir.

Major. Come on, Comrade.

My dear...

What do you say, Brother?

My dear...

Brother! Where art thou?

My dear...

I look for you

Night and day

In every way

My dear...

I look for you

Night and day

In every way

Call out to me

Show me where you're hiding

Where are you?

I'm here!

Where are you?

I'm here!

What do you say, Brother?

My dear...

I look for you

Night and day

In every way

Call out to me

Show me where you're hiding

Where are you?

I'm here!

Where are you?

I'm here!

My dear...

My dear...

Hey, brother! Where art thou?

Hello. May I sit with you?

-You...
-Hello, Uncle.

-The senior citizen's bench is there.
-Shut up.

-Lucky!
-Oh, my God!

What? What are you doing?
Please make yourself comfortable.

Three years of house-warming
should qualify this as your home.

In fact, please consider this
your bedroom.

-Thank you, Sir. You're too kind.
-That's me.

Sanju, a round cap today?
No problem.

I'll get you a
cowboy hat tomorrow, okay?

Wears a cap!

And why are you sitting?
Please lie down.

Lie down on her lap.
She won't mind and neither will I!

-You are?
-Sir.

Sit, sit.

-Are you new here?
-Yes, Sir.

-Please be comfortable.
-I'm okay, Sir.

Relax!

-I'm okay. Thank you.
-No, this isn't a Temple of Knowledge.

This is a club. Isn't it?
It's a club, right?

-Please put your feet up.
-No, Sir.

No, I insist that you
keep your feet up. Please.

-Up?
-Please.

-My feet?
-Yes.

Come on, please.

Okay, if you insist, Sir.
I'll keep my--

How dare you!

How dare you!
I'm going to set you right.

-But, Sir--
-Come with me to the principal.

-Sir, your spit--
-Follow me.

I said, follow me!

Sir, if you walk ahead, I'd be able to.

Really? You will teach me? Come on!

And quiet!

Bye.

And no talking while I'm gone!

Principal, I was just coming to you.

I want to expel this
not-so-young man, immediately!

Go to my office and collect
your leaving certificate now!

Mr. Rasai, there's a new
student in your class. Ram Sharma.

-Sir, I'm Ram Sharma.
-Major!

I mean, majoring in Physics.
Follow me.

Follow me. Come on.

Class, this is our new student.

-Ram Sharma.
-Hello.

Ten years ago, due to
some family responsibilities

he had to abandon his education.

But now, he's back to
complete his graduation.

-We're very proud of you, my son.
-Thank you, Sir.

I want you all to
be friends with him.

Okay? Who will be his friend?

Who will be his friend?

-Sanjana.
-Sanjana!

Right, Sanjana.

No, Sir.
Please, Sir.

Hello.

Come on.

I hope she doesn't know
you're shadowing her.

-No, Sir.
-Shit!

Not at all.

How is she?

Sanju.

What did I do?

She's different.

-Thank you.
-Are you two friends?

May I? Please?

Ram, I don't like being
compelled to be a friend.

-Okay.
-I choose my friends.

And they are very special.

And you're not special.
Do you understand?

Are you two friends, Ram?

Not yet. But we will be.

There will be two commandos stationed
outside the hostel at night.

Even my best officer needs sleep.

You don't have to worry
with me around, Sir.

Everything is just fine here.

And, Father, you don't worry either.

I'm here.

I'll find them.

I'm sure they are close by.

-Hi, Mom.
-Near me.

Lucky, come here.

-Coming, Mom. Relax.
-Close to me.

Lucky, did you speak to anyone?

Yes. I've put up an advertisement

on the notice board.
We'll find someone real soon.

Fix the fuse, Lucky.
The lights keep going out.

Avoid, Mom. Please.

-Lucky, I told you to get a haircut.
-Lucky!

Okay, Mom. Bye, Mom.
Take care. Bye. Love you.

At least have your dinner.

-Let's go.
-Let's go, baby. Yeah!

Yeah!

Welcome to Darjeeling, Raghavan.

Yes, I know.

I had to manage the business.
Younger brother was studying.

So I thought I should quit college.
Make a sacrifice.

But I always felt incomplete.

And one day, as I ticked
'under graduate' in a form

I decided that as soon as my
brother finishes his studies--

I don't want to hear your saga.

I'm not interested in
you or your brother.

Fine. Let's talk about you.
Where are you from?

What does your father do?

My dad's dead. Okay?

Lucky!

-What is it, Sanju?
-Lucky.

-Look, Ram has been after me!
-Who? Our uncle?

It's the first time a
guy's after you. Enjoy, baby.

-What are you saying?
-Maybe she wants another guy, Lucky.

-Lucky, help me. Come on.
-Don't worry. Alright.

Mini darling, I'll be back in a blink.
Okay.

Okay.

Hey, micro-mini! Watch it!

Hey, Uncle.

Bell Bottoms.

Brother...

-are you deaf?
-Selectively, yes.

What's up, man? Why don't
you stick with people your age?

Hang on. There aren't any here.

-Is this how you talk to your elders?
-Look, Mr. Geriatric.

Sanju's my friend.
Go do what old people do.

Stop bugging her or else...

Else what?

For you, I'll shut my eyes and count
till ten, not the usual three.

-Thank you very much.
-And when I open my eyes,

you better have disappeared.

-Right, dude?
-Wrong, dude. I don't think so.

-I think so.
-Good. Thinking's good for you.

Okay. One.

Tick-tick two.

Tick-tick three.

Naughty kids. Where are you going?

Where are you running to?
Am I a witch?

Tick-tick four.

Hi. I'm coming. Don't go away.

Tick-tick five.

Tick-tick six. Tick-tick seven.

Tick-tick eight.

Tick-tick...
Uncle, I hope you've left for good.

-Did you see that, Sanju?
-Lucky, you failed again!

And this time
you've broken even my record.

I'm just coming.

How did you manage
to get 3.5% in Hindi?

Tell you what, if you pass this
year, I'll give you a Cadabury.

-That, too, a milky one.
-Come again.

-She means milk Cadbury.
-Yes, milk one.

Sweet boy.
And where's the other one?

-Student's name?
-Lakshman Prasad Sharma.

Your name?

-Ram Sharma.
-Excuse me.

I can't give another
student's information to you.

-Excuse me. Just find out if--
-Move it. Excuse me.

Want information? We'll take it out
from the college computer

during the lunch break.
Piece of cake.

Lucky!

-How much longer?
-Almost done. Two minutes.

This is a race
between Lucky and Vivek.

Lucky, who is the most
popular guy in college.

And Vivek, who is a bit angry.

So whoever runs up to the roof

and gets the college flag
for Mini will get a huge

Are you mad?
This was just a race!

-Lucky, no. It's too dangerous!
-What are you doing?

-Quiet.
-You guys will be rusticated.

Guys, be practical. Okay?

Are you scared, Lucky?

Lucky, no. No.

-Lucky, no.
-Later, babes!

-Lucky! Lucky!
-Idiots.

Ram. Done.

I'm going to the library.

-Bye.
-Thank you.

Whatever.

-Move it. Make noise, quietly. Quietly.
-Move.

-What's going on?
-Sir, a race is going on.

Race? No one told me it's Sports Day.
Come on!

Lucky! Lucky!

-Lucky?
-Lucky!

Sanju!

Just wait. I'm coming.
Somebody do something!

No! Oh, God!

Somebody help!

Who's that?

That's Captain Ram!

I mean, I want to make him the
captain of the athletic team.

See how fit he is!
Come on, Captain. Come on.

Come on, Captain. Go!

Oh, my God! Who is this Makko man?

Macho man. Macho.

Ram turned out to be Rambo.

Lucky, don't move.

Lakshman.

Let go, Lakshman.

Don't look down. Let go.

No. Are you mad?
I'll die if I let go.

-Give me your hand.
-No.

Lakshman.
Don't be scared. Lakshman.

I'm here.

Let go.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

I didn't know you were so fit.
Were you in the army, Uncle?

Hey, stop that.

You're okay now.
Just relax, Lakshman. Come

No, no.
Why do you keep calling me Lakshman?

Because, your name is Lakshman.

Lakshman-Lucky, Lucky-Lakshman.
That's how it goes.

Yes. But no one knows my
real name in college.

It doesn't go with the image.
You will not squeal, okay?

Okay. Image!

Stop trembling first.
Image!

-And what do you think of my image?
-Lucky!

-Your image is set.
-Lucky!

Idiot! You freaked me out.
Didn't I say it's too dangerous?

What if something had happened?

You didn't even think about your mother.

How do you know her?

I don't. I thought...

-you must have a mother.
-True. Everybody has a mother.

Not everyone.

You are very lucky.

Ram...

the other day I had said
that my friends are special.

Well, you are extremely special.

What say?

I say, thank you.

-I say, friends.
-Yes, friends.

-Okay.
-What's that?

-Hey, Uncle...
-Okay.

-I can do that. May I do this?
-Come on.

Hey, wait.
Me, too.

-Hello, Percy.
-Me, too.

Youth.

Such a wonderful thing.

-Isn't it, Khan?
-Yes, Sir.

Such joy and innocence.
Look at this boy.

Has he even thought about
his future and its dangers?

How it's filled with enemies?

No kid thinks about
these things, Commander.

Yes.

It's time to send another
message to General Bakshi.

Shoot that boy down.

Shoot him while Sanjana is around.

And I want a recording of it.

Any problems, Khan?

But he's just a kid, Sir.

This is war, Khan.

Any war needs sacrifices.

For the last ten years, our war
has always been about the country.

I hope you remember.

Morning, Sir.

We found some
villagers at the border

who claim they got lost
searching for water.

They are Pakistanis.

You know very well that you
are standing on Indian soil.

So get ready for a trial.

Are you Pakistani?

Don't be afraid.
Just answer me.

Are you Pakistani?

Yes, Sir.

Trial over.

Major Dutta, on what basis did
you kill those 11 Pakistanis?

-They were Pakistani spies.
-All of them?

-Perhaps.
-Is it possible that

-some of them weren't spies?
-It's possible.

And it's also possible
that none of them were spies.

They were Pakistanis.

Major Dutta, let me inform you

we are not in a
state of war with Pakistan.

Brigadier Sharma, we've been in a state
of war with Pakistan since 1947.

I'm ashamed that I ever
considered you my friend.

This man is mentally ill.

He does not deserve to be an officer
of the Indian army.

Ten years.

It has taken me ten years
to create my own army.

I've handpicked every soldier,
who'll be with me in this war.

I never said it would be easy.

Never claimed, victory would
come without losing something.

We must shed blood if we have to, Khan.

It could be ours, the enemies'
or that of a kid.

Right, Khan?

Right, Sir.

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

Why are you quiet?
You can tell me whatever you like

If it's endless love you wish,
Ask for it aloud

And you shall receive it,
For I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

When you think, when you see

How much I love you

Don't stay silent

Tell me

You have that special friend

Who will give you his heart,
Give up his soul

Who will give you his heart,
Give up his soul

And I will say, true,
For I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

Why are you quiet?
You can tell me whatever you like

If it's endless love you wish,
Ask for it aloud

And you shall receive it,
For I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

If there's something in your heart
Tell me

No matter what time of day or night
Tell me

If problems plague you

Or you feel down and out
Tell me

If you have a wish,
A little want...

If you have a wish,
A little want...

Don't ever be apprehensive
For I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

Why are you quiet?
You can tell me whatever you like

If it's endless love you wish,
Ask for it aloud

And you shall receive it,
For I'm here

Who are you waiting for?
I'm here

Just one look, I'm here

-Yes! Yes!
-Oh, no! Come on!

Ram, you can do it!
Come on.

-Excuse me. What's going on?
-The loser must face punishment.

No. Hang on.
Look, I lost because you--

-Sit down.
-Okay.

Till when do I have to sit here?

Until a girl doesn't
walk towards you from there.

A girl?

-And until you don't serenade her.
-Right.

No. I can't do that.
I've never done that.

-Sit down!
-Okay, I'm sitting.

-Someone's coming. Someone's coming.
-I hope it's not Mrs. Kakkar.

-Come on, guys.
-No. Sanju, I can't sing.

-Come on.
-What should I sing?

I'm a little tin soldier
Sing with me...

I should have stuck to the army.
I need a fresh new song. Yes.

Buffalo soldier,
In the heart of...

Sari.

I got it. She's the new
Chemistry Professor.

What!

Ram, don't sing.

Don't sing.

Swan song, baby.

Wow! What a lovely sari!

Thank God! Come on, guys.

My heart is the moon...

You are the moonlight

I just remembered.
She is Miss Chandni.

-What!
-Why is the moonlight...

So far from the moon?

Is it my imagination
or were you just singing to me?

No. I am... just a little tin soldier.

What?

Whatever.
Go ahead and finish the song.

I said, finish the song.

You have no choice

But to return to my sphere

So go where you will, go my dear

Go on, my...

Don't watch.
You won't be able to bear it.

No way. Such behavior won't be tolerated
in this college.

By the way, which song was it?

One, two, three...

My heart is the moon...

-My favorite.
-Really?

-You are the moonlight...
-What song is this?

-Why is the moonlight so...
-Stop it.

So old and a student. Disgusting!

So young and a teacher. Amazing.

Colonel, do you know who her father is?

-No. Who, Sir?
-How would I know?

-You also don't--
-Admiral...

I know she is relevant to your mission.

-No, no.
-But you must apologize.

-Go now!
-Okay.

-Good morning.
-Hello.

I will spit on you.
I will spit on you.

But never do such a thing.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

She's the moonlight.
And what am I, an eclipse?

That's not fair.

Excuse me.

Makko man.

Excuse me, Ms. Chandni.

You?

How dare you enter the staff room!

-No, don't stop me.
-No, but...

I'll have you thrown out of the college.
Got that?

You punk...

-Wow!
-Hey, this was in the Matrick, right?

-You mean, Matrix?
-Shut up, fatso!

Ms. Chandni, if you command me,
I'll throw him out.

No, thank you. I'll...

-Yes.
-Tell me.

Ma'am, actually,
they made me kneel

and I did because I'm a brave little...
I'm new here.

They said a girl will come
and when I saw you, I felt...

Like a blooming rose.
Like a poet's prose...

Like a deer in flight,
Like a full-moon night...

Like an endless search...

Like the flame of a candle
In a far away church...

I saw a girl...

-In front of everyone?
-Yes.

I don't believe this.

Every time I see her,
violins and saxophones begin playing.

-Must be our chemistry.
-Shut up, Madame Curie!

-Go get the tickets.
-And we'll get the chips.

I'll have popcorn.

Guys, please stick together.
This place is new to me.

-I may get lost.
-Come on, Ram.

Are you a kid?
What nonsense!

-He thinks it's the Kumbh Mela.
-Who is Kumbh?

-Hey! Why did you push me?
-Sorry.

Hurry up, guys.

Hold this. How much time will it take?

No mistakes, Khan.
I want General Bakshi to know

that the bullet could have
hit his daughter.

Right, Sir.

Record it.
The girl should be in the frame.

Percy!

What did I do?

Oh shit!

In a hurry, my friend?

Drive faster, Habib.
Come on, fast.

Just go, Habib. Faster.

Looks like your friends abandoned you.

What will become of you?

Stop.

What is he doing here?

He's a student, Sir.

College...

Since when?

About ten days.

Really?

Major Ram has been protecting her
for the past ten days and you...

Damn!

Khan got caught,
because of your stupidity.

Commander, give me a chance.

No, Captain.
You don't know Major Ram Sharma.

He's the best.

General Bakshi has sent his bloody best.

Looks like I'll have to personally deal
with my late friend Shekhar's son.

It's going to be fun.
Gentlemen, I promise you victory

and that we will celebrate it with Khan.

I promise.

Stop it. Leave him.

Who is Raghavan?

Who is Raghavan?

-Our commander.
-A terrorist.

A soldier who can die for his country.

No. He can only kill.

What war is he going to
win by killing a young boy?

And what war are you
fighting by garlanding the enemies?

We don't want war,
we want friendship.

Take him away. Take him.

It's shameful that you have
sold yourself to friendship

and we have to do your job.

You may be in the army,
but we are the true soldiers.

You and your army are useless.

Khan, you're fortunate
that we're army soldiers.

And we're not like you.

If we were,
you would've been dead by now.

We have orders
to take him to the headquarters.

Put it on hold. Keep interrogating him.

Though I doubt if he'll talk.

-Is my jeep ready?
-Sir, where are you going?

To college. To complete my education.

Class, if the atomic weight
of oxygen is taken to be 16...

can anyone tell me, what would be
the atomic weight of calcium?

-Anybody?
-You?

Please.

No one in the class?
Alright, I'll tell you.

-The atomic weight of--
-Oh, please let them be.

You look beautiful with your hair down.

Really. When your hair falls on your face
it's like...

I saw a girl and felt...

Like a blooming rose...

Now that you're here, and so am I...

Come a little closer so I could try...

To tell you, how madly I love you

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

I lost all my senses

The fragrance of your body
Cast a spell on me

And I lost my heart

My first thoughts of you,
When I realized you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

I lost all my senses

Why are you this beautiful?

It makes us all wonder
And believe in things like fairies

Though your beauty pales them to a blur

So, why are you beautiful?

That makes one speechless
I'm lost and in a mess...

I'm obsessed

I worshipped you, I desired only you

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

I lost all my senses

Now that you're here and so am I...

Come a little closer
So I could tell you...

What magic came over me
When I first met your eye

My first thoughts of you,
When I realized you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

I lost all my senses

The fragrance of your body
Cast a spell on me

And I lost my heart

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

When I first saw you
And began to get to know you...

Are the violins playing?

In the college?

Violins will turn into funeral trumpets.

Ram, with a teacher?

-Look at that.
-You too saw that?

Nobody can see it.

I've had this up
for so many days with no response.

This is the problem with our college.
No respect, no discipline.

Whoever did this has had it.

-Just wait and watch.
-Yes. Yes.

Lucky needs a tenant.

I'm here.

Are you sure you won't have
any problems if I stay with you?

No problems.
Grandpa's room is empty

and money's a bit tight right now.

And if you're around,
mom will love you.

-Mom will love me?
-She always wanted a son like you.

You know, some one who's well-behaved.

But she got me instead.
You two will get along well.

And wait till you taste her cooking.

-Mom's cooking.
-Yes, she has only one mission in life.

Actually, two.

One, to reform me.
Two, to feed everyone.

And your dad?

Ram, you're my friend and
all my friends know this.

Do not speak to me about my father.

Never.

I don't like talking about him.

Okay, dude? Come.

Come, Ram.

That's our home.

Lakshman, is there no electricity
at your place?

I'm history! The fuse's blown.

Mom had asked me to fix the fuse.

-I'll go fix the fuse.
-I'm coming with you.

You go, calm her down.
Please. Okay?

-I'll be back in two minutes.
-No, Lakshman, how will I?

-Please, Ram. Just two minutes.
-Lucky! I...

How can I...

Are you back, son?

What took you so long?

And why are you so quiet?

I knew you'd forget again.

Do you know how long
I've been in darkness?

The fuse has blown.

Forget it, I'll scold you later.
First, take the Lord's blessings.

Oh, Lord, I hope he passes this year.

May you find every joy in life
and make your mother proud.

Who... Who are you?

-I thought it's my son.
-I...

I am...

Mom, this is Ram.
My friend, and your new paying guest.

Ram, this is mom.

I know.

He's just your type.

Bless you, son.

Thank you.

Ram.

Here, have it while it's hot.

Enough, Aunty. I just had loads. Please.

Enough already?
You're young, you need more.

Well, I am not that young.

If I continue eating like this,
I'll have a paunch in a week.

Good. A little paunch is appealing.

-Oh, no, Aunty.
-It's a sign of prosperity.

-I'll get one more.
-No, no. Absolutely not.

Why? Aren't they nice?

It's not that, Aunty.

They say mother's hands
create magic no matter what.

Yes. Lucky told me.

I'm sorry, son.

-So, did your dad raise you?
-I called him "Father."

He nurtured me, brought me up.

My father was... is a really nice man.

He never let me feel my mother's absence.

But, yes, he could never
make such wonderful parathas.

Actually, Aunty, I am what I am,
because of my father.

You're very nice, Ram.

Your father must be a nice man, too.

Yes.

Fathers are so important, right?

Sometimes I feel, if Lucky's father
would have been with us...

Aunty, if you...
don't mind my asking...

I mean, Lucky's father...

We don't live together.

We had a fight and I left home.

But didn't he come to take you back?

Several times.

It's been seven years, Madhu.

Please come back.

Have you not forgiven me yet?

It's not about
forgiveness anymore, Shekhar.

Even if I reconcile
with your infidelity...

I cannot bear to live with that boy.

Madhu, please.

He needs me.

Just him?

What about me, Shekhar?

And is Lakshman not your son?

You will have to choose, Shekhar.

Lakshman and I
will come with you right away.

But only if you want us to.

-Mom!
-His Highness has arrived.

-Mom.
-Lucky, you're a walking mess.

Where are my shoes, Mom?

Why don't you get a haircut?
And why are you wearing a leash?

Your t-shirt is torn.
Son, give it to me.

-I'll stitch it up in two minutes.
-Torn?

I've designed it with a blade
and you say...

-Mom, it's fashion.
-Don't call me "Mom," Lakshman.

Then don't call me "Lakshman," Mom.

"Lakshman. Lakshman!"
I don't like Lakshman.

Why? It's a lovely name.
Lakshman Prasad.

-And it goes well with your image.
-Oh, don't you just love it?

Ram-Lakshman.
It's like Mahabharata in this house.

-The Ramayana.
-Whatever. I'm off.

Lakshman, you won't be able
to wake up tomorrow.

-I will, Mom.
-Tomorrow's Tuesday.

-I have to go to the temple.
-And we will, Mom.

-I know you won't wake up.
-Temples are so boring, Mom.

Okay. Okay.

I'll take mother,
I mean aunty, to the temple.

Ram, you're a godsend.
See, problem solved.

Hasta la vista.

-Baby. Bye, dude.
-Bye.

Did you feel bad...

May I address you as "Mother"?

Only if you eat Parathas every day.

Then forget it, Aunty.

Later, Mom.
Love you. Bye.

He'll come back late tonight.

When does he sleep?

Wake up! Wake up, you morons!

Three days ago, I'd given you all
an assignment for Physics.

Heat and Pressure.

Heat and Pressure.

And I would be delighted
if someone has not done it.

-Why, Sir?
-Because...

then you'll have to do
the same assignment five times.

Why does he spit?

Take out your homework.

You, too. You, too.

And...

Lucky?

Lucky.

Lucky?

-Homework?
-I have it, Sir.

-Trying to con me?
-No, Sir.

Today we'll separate
the wheat from the chaff.

One second, Sir.

Yes, search for it.
You might have dropped it.

But if it's not there,
I suggest you start praying

since, only Lord Ram can save you today.

I know that your homework...

is done?

I don't believe it.
Not...

You?

Have you done your homework?

No, Sir.

-Sir, please. Don't spit.
-Got you.

-Why did you do that?
-Not done.

I miss the army.

Over here, I am always on my knees.

If anyone sees me,
I'd definitely be court-martialed...

You?

-Are you up to something again?
-No, Ma'am.

-I'm going to have you expelled.
-No, Ma'am. I wasn't singing.

Then what?
Why are you on your knees?

I've been... punished by Mr. Rasai.

-Really?
-Really.

I know it's very silly.

What?

Okay.

-Good boy.
-Oh lord! This boy is nutty as a pie

Why is it so hard to make him realize?

That, at first the heart pines

But eventually, one falls in love

Anuj, pass!

Rohan, have you seen Lucky?

He's in the library.

Library!

I bow down to Shukra, the supreme teacher

The God who has the knowledge
Of all scriptures

The God who has the knowledge
Of all scriptures

You're Lucky, right?

Why don't you go and put it up
on the college notice board?

-You're Sanju's boyfriend, right?
-Listen, you four-eyed fatso!

Sanju? My girlfriend? Are you mad?

Lucky's girlfriend will be
the world's most beautiful girl.

Not a plain Jane like Sanju.
Now buzz off.

I have to study. Okay?

My dad is alive, Ram.
He's not dead.

I know.

He never loved me.

He always wanted a son...

who could make him proud
and join the army like him.

Do sons alone mean everything?
And daughters mean nothing?

Sanju.

Even as a child,
I tried to be my father's son.

And look, I've succeeded.

No one even remembers that I'm a girl.

Sanju, you're amazing...
just the way you are.

But it's time we remind everyone that
you're the most beautiful girl...

not only in the college,
but the world.

Come with me.

-No, Ram. Please.
-Come with me.

I'm here for you.

Hello, Ram.

Yes...
Good evening, Ma'am.

Can you make me look exactly like you?

What?

Yes, I'd like...
Not me. Sanju.

-Thank you.
-Hi, Sanju.

Hello, Ma'am.

Come on in. Come.

-See you then.
-When, Ma'am? I...

No!

What?

Physics assignment. Five times.

Yes, baby, Lucky.
I love you.

You did my Physics assignment?
That too, five times? I don't believe it.

I thought I'll do it thrice...

but then, it started making sense

so I decided to the rest as well.

By the way, you're welcome.

Oh, thank you.
I was about to say thank you.

I said, you're welcome.
Just do me a favor, don't tell anyone.

-I've got a reputation to protect.
-Of course. School, Lucky and all.

-Actually, you can tell Sanju about it.
-Sanju?

She bugs me all the time.
This will shut her up for two weeks.

-You know what I mean...
-I know what you mean.

-You mean you like Sanju a lot.
-Like her?

Yes. Like her.

-As in?
-As in?

As in... You know as in...

-You're crazy, man.
-No. You are crazy about Sanju.

-No, no. You are crazy.
-No, you are crazy about Sanju.

Ram, when Lucky will fall in love

the entire college will hear violins.

Oh, yes.

Sanju? No. No.

Sanju?

No way, Ram!

Shut your mouth, Uncle.

Love is such a tornado,
Love is such a storm

Love takes away
The power of every life form

Everyone in love is crazed,
Anyone in love is in a daze

Love makes it all so difficult,
Yet it's all so easy in love

Look at these lovesick souls,
These hopeful ghouls

Look at the follies of love

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

Check that!

Like that!

The heart is but a traveler,
And you are the oasis it seeks

The heart is but a canoe,
And you are its bank with mystique

What more can the heart desire,
If it has you

My heart is a lonely place, my dear

Come, I need your light
And your sparkly cheer

Check that!

Wicked!

Love brings all the joy,
Love has the power to destroy

It is its own limitation,
But frees one like the sky

In the land of Love,
Live millions of dreams each day

Lucky are those who get lost,
For love has shown them the way

Look at these lovesick souls,
These hopeful ghouls

Look at the follies of love

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

Check that!

Like that!

I worship you

You are my prayer

If I have loved...

I have loved only this way

If I have loved...

I have loved only this way

Check that!

Wicked!

My heart is going insane,
You are its only remedy

Please tell me,
Why is my heart all aflutter?

Let your perfume waft over and find me

Let your hair
Rain its dark clouds over me

Check that!

Like that!

Sweetheart,
I have crossed the beyond...

Sweetheart,
You and only you are my dawn...

Sweetheart, alas!
You can't see what's in my heart

Sweetheart, you'll remember me
Only when I fall apart

Look at these lovesick souls,
These hopeful ghouls

Look at the follies of love

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

The woes of my heart
Having glimpsed you...

It's like a magical spell,
What can I say?

-Ma'am!
-Hi, Sanju.

-Ma'am, it worked.
-I can see that.

-You're looking very pretty.
-Ma'am, it's all because of you.

-Thank you so much.
-You're welcome.

But you should thank
someone else for this.

Ram.

Ma'am, isn't he different?

Do you know he's actually older than you?

I do. But he's still my student.

-Hi, Sanju.
-Hi.

Sanju, I want to...
I have something to say to you.

-But I don't know how to...
-I know what you want to say.

-Really?
-Yes.

That I look really nice today.

You feel this sudden
attraction towards me.

-Well, I did this all for you.
-Me?

Well, I feel like I'm cheating you.

Because this isn't the real me.

Tomorrow when I go back to my old clothes

and Mini comes to you wearing
those micro-minis, then what?

Percy.

Lucky, do you know the
difference between Percy and you?

At least Percy's feelings
weren't for my clothes.

Hi.

-What's up, Lucky?
-Nothing.

You can talk to me.

No, thanks.

Hang on... Army...

...produced war documentaries, working
in Hollywood, with battle footage

shot by military and civilian cameramen...

Come on.
The food is served.

Ram, are you
interested in the army?

A lot.

Army guys are different.

Don't you think?

I mean, their style and everything.

My father used to say,
"It's a man's life."

Medals on the chest,
uniform, discipline, guns, tanks...

Giving up life for the country.
They are so distinguished.

Aren't they, Mother?

Mom, I'm going out.

Mom?

Mom, why do you do this to yourself?

Sorry, buddy.
I hate these kinds of programs.

I'm not interested in their style
or their uniforms.

They and their problems
can go take a hike.

Lakshman!

Mom, you know I hate it!

What's all this rubbish about sacrifice?
I don't believe it.

-It's just hearsay.
-Show some respect, Lakshman.

My father is in the army.
I know about the sacrifices he has made.

He used to be away for months,
as he was fighting for the country.

So that you, me and
people like us could sleep peacefully.

You know what, Ram?

Even my father's in the army
and he's sacrificed a lot.

He's even given up his family.

I haven't seen him for 20 years.

Not because he was serving the country

but because he left us
to raise his illegitimate son.

-Lakshman, not in front of--
-I'm telling the truth, Mom.

It won't affect him one bit.

You know what, Ram?

My mother hasn't slept peacefully
for 20 years.

It doesn't matter to him.
It hardly matters to army men.

They have no feelings.
They are inhuman, you know.

You don't believe me?

Dad, do you hear me?
I'm talking to you.

-Lakshman. Please, Lakshman.
-No, don't worry, Mom.

It has never affected him.
He can't hear me.

Can you hear me, Dad?

He never hears me.

Nothing matters to him, Mom.

Dad, I'm talking to you.

You don't care, right?

When I fail, you don't care.

When I don't come back home at night

you don't worry about me, right?

Why don't you scold me when I don't
cut my hair? Scold me, please.

Why don't I fear you when
I smoke secretly, Dad? Why?

Do you care?

Do you love me?

Do you hate me?

Anything? Anything at all?

I hate you.

I hate you, Dad.

I hate him, Mom.

And I hate his bloody son!

Are you okay?

Can you both not forgive him?

It's too late, Ram.

It's too late for him.

What are you looking at, Lucky?

The most lucky guy in college.

Lucky really misses his father a lot,
doesn't he?

Yes. He's helpless.

But you...

Life passes by and
we get used to living without love.

Why don't we give love a chance?

Why don't we trust our loved ones?

Speak to your father, Sanjana.

-Give him a call.
-No.

He always preferred
to keep me away from him.

So now you're having your revenge?

Sanjana, people change, love changes them.

You fear that he hates you.

Perhaps, he fears the same thing.

Why do we fear the ones we love so much?

Speak to him, Sanjana.

Life's too short for hatred.

Hello. How are you, darling?

It's me.

I hear your husband is out of town.

Where are you calling from?

From a phone booth opposite your house.

What say?

Looks like someone wants to die.
Hold on.

Gun? Pistol? Who are you?

Shut your mouth and come with us.

Hi.

Oh, Ram?

I thought it was mom.

So what are you giving mom tomorrow?

What is so special about tomorrow?

Her birthday.

Oh shit!
I forgot again.

This is too much.

Ram, kick me.

I deserve it.

Yes, you deserve it.

Thank you.

Ram, think of something, quick.

Done.

Happy Birthday, Mother.

You... you cut your hair?

Avoid, Mother.

I didn't know I have such a handsome son.

That's me.

I love you, Mother.

I love you, too, Son.

-Thank you.
-Happy birthday.

Chill out, guys!

-He got an army cut.
-Hey, sorry.

-His nose looks longer.
-Please don't make fun of me.

It wasn't that prominent earlier.

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Sir.

Class, I have some good news
and some bad news.

The bad news is that
Prof. Rasai has resigned.

The good news is that
Prof. Rasai has sent a replacement.

So, class, please welcome
Prof. Raghav Dutta.

Hello, pupils.

Why is he talking about our eyes?

I leave them in your care,
Professor...

-Raghav.
-Raghav, right.

I'm off.
Okay? Bye.

So sorry.

My name is Raghav
and you'll address me by my name.

No "Sir," no "Professor," because...

What an ape! He won't last a week.
I'm glad I had a haircut.

I'll learn new things from you.

I'm fascinated by your
generation's perspective.

Who's Percy Pective?

We may have an age gap,
but not in our thoughts.

Not much gap in age, too, sir.
Right, Ram?

Vivek, watch it.

Ram?

-Sir.
-Did you fail or

start your education really late?

Sir, actually Ram had to give--

No one asked you!

When elders talk, learn to shut up.

Has your father not taught you this?

That's not fair, Sir.

Interesting class.

Everyone speaks for each other.

What's your name?

Lucky.

Stand up.

Full name?

Lakshman Prasad Sharma.

What!

Sit.

Not you, Ram.

Ram, you look like an intelligent
and disciplined man.

Didn't you teach them some manners?

Anyway, now that I'm here,
you will learn everything.

It will be fun.

Raghav.

Permission to sit, Sir?

Any doubts?

What a horridly rude guy!

Avoid, Sanju.

I can't! How dare he say
anything about my dad!

Is it going to affect your dad in anyway?

-It won't, right?
-No way.

But the guy's got attitude.

By the way, you look really cute
with short hair.

Sanju, will you be my date
for the prom night?

Lucky, I promised Percy
that I'd go with him.

Oh, Percy. I completely forgot. Right.

No problem. See you.

Lucky, last few tickets left
for the prom night. You want them?

No, dude. I am not going this year.

What? Are you mad?

How can we have a
prom night without you?

Hi, Sanju.

Hi, Percy.

Sanju, I can't go
to the prom night with you.

What!

I get really bored with you, Sanju.

And what's with this lipstick?
It's so...

So better luck next time, baby.

Percy?

I think you should go with Lucky.

Percy...

-Percy, I'm so sorry.
-It's okay.

Better luck next time, Percy.

Oh, Percy, you're so sweet.

I am not sweet!

I'll be at the prom
with the other teachers.

Everybody, check your transmitters.

And this time,
there should be no mistake.

I can't go to the prom.

I can't dance.

What!

-Sorry.
-Okay.

Show us.

Listen to me when I say

Don't you know, I'll be there?

Hello, Dad?

How are you?

I'll be there

I'll be there

I'll be there

I'll be there

I'll be there

Hasta la vista, baby.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Sports Day!

Boys' team in black
and girls' team in red.

What are you saying?
It's not Sports Day, it's the promo night.

Promo?

You!

Welcome to the prom night!

As usual, the rules are the same.
No kissing on the dance floor.

Especially boys and boys. Okay?

Okay.

Ram, this is your chance.
Go ask Ms. Chandni for a dance.

-No, no.
-Come on, Ram. Be a man!

No, I'm not a man.
I mean no...

Ram, if you don't ask
her to dance with you tonight...

-I'll never talk to you.
-No, Sanju.

-Me, too, Ram.
-Lakshman listen to me.

-Me, too.
-Percy.

Listen, guys.

The major is distracted.
You guys go ahead.

Sir, we're in position.
We have the target in sight.

Everybody get down,
This party is going to town

Rambablula, rambamboo,
There's only one thing to do!

Baby, baby, let's rock!

I said all night long
Till twelve o'clock, yeah!

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly...

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly...

Let's meet sometime in secrecy

Let's talk sweet nothings endlessly

But please, oh please,
Don't meet others similarly

Hey, handsome...

Sweet, naive and so rookie

Look, we're made for each other

Can you hear our hearts flutter?

But I hope no other
Can hear our private chatter

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly...

Hey, handsome...

Sweet, naive and so rookie

Rambablula, rambamboo,
Got a tutti frutti, so rooli!

Now that you're here...

My dreams seem so close, so near

And if you feel generous...

The weather will be marvelous

Now that we are one...

Everything seems like fun

Now that we're together,
Say bye-bye to the cold weather

The breeze is soft and dewy...

The night is lost and sleepy

What's come over us so slowly

We've lost our senses entirely

Just so you won't remember anyone, but me

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly

Hey, handsome...

Sweet, naive, so rookie

Everybody get down!
This party's going to town!

Lets rock, lets shock!
Gonna be together till one o'clock!

These wretched distances
Lead to such restlessness

But if you come a little close,
You can have my life

If you're so restless,
Then hear this, I confess

If you're in my heart,
My dear, how can we not be near?

Her eyes look down ever so shyly,
I caught it, though it was so flighty

I don't mind getting a bouquet

But like a gentleman, stay away

Just a few more days without me

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly...

Let's meet sometime in secrecy...

Let's talk sweet nothings endlessly

But please, oh please,
Don't meet others similarly

Hey, handsome...

Sweet, naive and so rookie...

We're made for each other

Can you hear our hearts flutter?

But I hope no other
Can hear our private chatter

Hey, fair maiden...

Sometime, somewhere, secretly

Hey, handsome...

Sweet, naive, so rookie

Vivek, you're so stupid.

Your mere touch nearly killed me.

Okay. Good night, then.

-Bye-bye.
-Bye-bye.

Ms. Chandni,
you dance very well, indeed.

-Thank you. Good night.
-Good night.

Who is dropping you home by the way?

I'm a big girl,
I'll drive myself home in my car.

True. But a lady
should be escorted to her car.

-Please don't take the trouble.
-Oh, no.

I am not talking about myself.

I'm talking about
your favorite student. Ram.

-Sir.
-Come here.

Please escort Ms. Chandni to her car.

-Really, there's no need for it. I...
-No, no.

-I...
-Ram.

Actually...

-Please go with her.
-Yes, Sir.

-Go on.
-Sorry.

Target approaching the door.

They're coming out. Handle it.

Yes, Sir.

Hi.

I'm sorry you were
forced to escort me, Ram.

I love it, Ma'am.
I mean, it's my duty.

You dance really well.

-Yeah.
-Where did you learn it?

Actually, whenever I see you,
I feel like a fish out of water.

Oh, no. Not again.

Actually, Sanju, Lucky,
Vivek and Mini forced me...

Your sari is lovely, Ma'am.

Ram, can you drive as well as you dance?

Won't you drop me home?

Yes... No...
One...

Ram!

-Come on!
-Ram...

Come on! Get out!

Stop.

Put the gun down
or I'll blow her brains out.

Ram, listen to him.

Down.

Down.

Sorry about the sari, Ma'am.

It's no problem.

Thanks for the lift, Sir.
But you shouldn't have bothered.

-We would have managed.
-Don't be silly.

I wouldn't have let you.

Nowadays, you cannot trust anybody, son.

You never know who
you might meet on the way.

-Sir, I get off here.
-Okay. Okay.

-Thank you, Sir.
-Sure.

Won't you wish good night
to your friend, Sanju?

Go ahead. Come on. It's okay.

Lucky.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Hold it. Hold it.

Ram?

-What the hell is happening?
-Let's go.

-Sanju, are you okay?
-Ram, a gun?

Sir, we're in danger.
Please drive. Move it. Sir, please.

What's going on, Ram?

Drive towards Sanju's hostel.
I'll explain.

-What's happening?
-Okay. Okay.

Pull over, Sir.

Sanju, your dad is here.
Go talk to him.

I'm sorry, Dad.

No, my dear.

-I'm very sorry.
-I'm sorry.

Thanks for dropping us here, Sir.

It was my duty.

So you're in the army?

Major Ram, Sir.

Major?

Impressive.

Glad to know that the country's security
is in such able hands.

Any doubts, Sir?

Absolutely not.

-Good night.
-Good night.

-Dad, Ram?
-Sanjana...

I had sent Ram for your protection.

Hi.

So...

you're in the army, right?

Yeah... Yes, Ma'am.

You were here to protect Sanjana?

Yes... Yes, Ma'am.

So you were never really my student?

Yes, Ma'am. I mean...

No, Ma'am.

Happy Teacher's Day.

Major.

Thank you, Sir...
Ma'am.

Ram, come in.
Come in, Ram.

Come in. Come in

Sir, we should congratulate
Major Ram on his successful mission.

Has he succeeded? Very good.

So you finally found
Lakshman Prasad Sharma?

No, Sir.
Sanjana Bakshi.

General Bakshi's daughter.

General Bakshi?
Does he want to join the college as well?

No, General Bakshi is not joining.

I...

Sir, I have a request.

Feel free to speak, Maximus.

I'd like to stay here a bit longer.

Then you must have lunch and go.

No, I mean...

I'd like to stay in the college
for a few more days.

Then stay till graduation.

Okay.

But please don't mention this to anyone.

Top secret?

Yes.

Sir.

Of course, Major.

Anything for the army.

Thank you, Sir.

Thank you.

Lakshman Sharma? Lucky, right?

His distant relative.

He came all the way here, to find him.

Lucky me.

You have six hours.

Find out the relationship between
Major Ram And Lakshman Prasad.

So when do you plan
to tell your mother?

Even Sanjana has agreed for protection.

You must reveal your identity.

I know, Chandni.

But I'm apprehensive.

So Lucky Sharma is
Shekhar Sharma's son.

Ram's step-brother.

Sweet.

Look, Ram,
if they find out from elsewhere...

then they're bound to feel
that you deceived them.

And once they know who you are
I'm sure they'll love you even more.

I see. So when you found out,
did you begin loving me more?

Any doubts?

Gentlemen, get ready for action.

Tomorrow, Major Ram
will leave for a long exile.

Father... this time mom will accept me.

And Lakshman, too.

Hello, Mother.

Lucky.

Mother, I...

I want to say some thing...

to the both of you, actually.

Ram.

Ram, you're Shekhar Sharma's son?

Why didn't you tell me?
Good that the army officers told me.

He's quite a wretch,
but a very dear friend.

We were in the same college.
Can you give me his address?

Or a contact number?

Is everything alright?

Looks like I've come
at the wrong time.

Good-bye.

Mother, I...

I was about to tell you.

Just don't say anything, Ram!
Not a word!

-Just shut up, okay?
-Mother...

I hope you understand why I did this.

-Ram, another word and--
-No, Lakshman.

Let him speak.

I do want to know why he did this.

Tell me.

Why did you sneak into our lives?

Did you think we'd forget everything
and accept you?

That I'd forget these twenty years
that I spent like a widow?

Those twenty years,
that will never return.

Did you think that escorting me to
the temple and touching my feet

will set everything right?

No, Mother.

These are very deep wounds, Ram.

They can't be healed so soon.

Go tell your father that
we don't need him anymore.

We're used to living without him.

And it's his punishment
that he lives without us

and dies without seeing our faces.

Pack up and leave.

Even today, there's no place
for you in my house.

God damn it!

Just a minute, Ram.

What were you hoping to achieve?

Why did you come here?

Why?

I came here to fulfill
my father's last wish.

You were right.

His punishment...

was to live without you two.

And he died without seeing you two.

He loved you a lot.

Lucky, he had asked me to
immerse his ashes with you.

I just wanted to unite his family.
My family...

Even though I knew
I would never be accepted.

I am...

I'm sorry...

Mother.

Mother...

Mother?

Bonds that break...

Loved ones ache...

I hope the miles find a bridge

Why does this happen?

Why does the heart bleed?

Why am I tongue-tied?

I leave my dearest here and how...

I leave my dearest here and how...

I now walk alone to the other side

It's me who found love, yet lost it

Here I am... restless and unsettled

Sir.

Yes, Sir.

What?

Sanju, look up. Say hello to your dad.

So what now, General Bakshi?
Sanjana's with me.

Are you still ready to sacrifice her?

And him?

And him?

And all the others?

I don't think so, General Bakshi.
Project Milaap is finished.

I have a few more demands.

My soldier, Khan's release,
a helicopter...

and my favorite student, Major Ram.

His education is still incomplete.

Roy, relieve Captain Mahesh.

Akbar, check the corridors again.

Sir.

Breaking news this evening.

The Pakistan General has
announced that on 15th August,

they will reciprocate by returning
Indian POWs to India.

If one extends
a warm hand of friendship

why will Pakistan not reciprocate?

My only regret is
that we didn't take the first step.

We've won.

He'll have to release the kids.

Nothing has changed, General Bakshi.

I don't care what Pakistan does!

You will not release the enemies.

And by the way,
I hope Khan is in the helicopter

and Major Ram has been handcuffed.

Because Sanjana and her friends
have very little time left.

But, Sir, didn't we say that
if Pakistan releases our prisoners--

They're hypocrites!

One hand tries to
put balm on the wound

while the other hides
a dagger for the attack.

You guys, get back to your stations.

We're expecting guests.

Call the prime minister's office...

and tell him that...

Project Milaap has
been indefinitely postponed.

Inform the Pakistani ambassador as well.

No, Sir.

Sir, please don't do this.

No, Ram.

Today, a mother's out there,
waiting for her son.

Tomorrow, there'll be many such mothers.

What will I possibly tell them?

That I sacrificed their children
for 50 Pakistanis?

Not 50 Pakistanis, Sir.

It was you who said that...

it's not about
a few Indians or Pakistanis...

but about countless soldiers
who are fighting this war for 55 years.

It's about the common people
in these countries.

It's about us.

It's about an enmity
which neither of us chose voluntarily.

I know, Ram.
I understand this very well.

Perhaps, we'll have to wait
a little longer for this friendship.

Sorry, Sir. But how long?

After ages, Pakistan has extended
a hand of friendship towards us.

If we retract now, it would lead to
another 55 years of enmity.

And this time,
we would have chosen it, Sir.

But what about those kids, Ram?

Don't worry about them, Sir.

I promise you. Tomorrow, before dawn,
all the kids will be free.

Please cancel your order, Sir.

Prepare for Project Milaap.

Khan, you thought that Pakistan
wouldn't release the Indian prisoners.

You believed that
Pakistan would laugh at us...

but Pakistan is reciprocating.

Like us, Pakistan also wants peace.

Yes, Pakistan is releasing our prisoners.

Now what can Raghavan achieve
by killing those innocent kids?

Whatever he's doing,
it's for the country, Major Ram.

No, Khan.

Major Raghavan Dutta,
ex-army, court-martialed

is doing nothing for the country.

Nothing.

Did you know that he had a son
who was killed in Kashmir

by terrorists such as you?

But Raghavan believes
that Pakistanis killed him.

Raghavan is doing
nothing for this country.

He is just carrying out
a misplaced vendetta.

It's just revenge, Khan.

Impossible, Major Ram!
You're lying.

-Raghavan said--
-Raghavan lied to you, Khan.

Didn't you say your war
is for the country?

Today, the gun will be in your hands.

Choose.

Will you fight for your country
or for Raghavan?

You've already lost your husband
because of me.

I won't let you lose your son.

I assure you,
Lakshman will not be harmed.

I'm here.

Ram.

I want... both my sons back.

Ram?

Khan.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Sir.

Major.

Major, I thought
you are the very best.

I was right in front of you
and you couldn't even recognize me.

Let the kids go, Raghavan.

You've got what you wanted...

and Pakistan is also
cooperating with us.

Yeah, I heard.

It's this naivety that
will eventually sink us.

No, Raghavan.
People like you will sink us.

You only know how to hate and shed blood.

You are so used to violence
that you can't bear the idea of peace.

But there will be peace,
there will be understanding.

And there will be friendship.

No friendship with Pakistan, Ram.

Only war.

And one result. Pakistan's defeat.

Only then will the blood on
their hands get wiped away.

The blood of our soldiers...

and my son

He had nothing to do with the war.

Why did the Pakistanis kill him?

His body lay atop a
hill in Kashmir for two days...

in the snow.

No one ever knew.

Ram, there will be no
friendship with Pakistan.

I won't let it happen!

You should think real hard
before you hate, Raghavan.

Because one day you become
exactly what you detest the most.

Shut up, Ram.

By killing these innocent kids

you'll become
what you once hated the most.

A filthy murderer.

Silence!

Who has the blood of innocent people
and kids on his hands.

-I said, shut up, Ram!
-Project Milaap won't stop.

Project Milaap won't stop.
You've lost, Raghavan.

Silence!

Go on, kill these kids
and avenge your son.

It won't stop Project Milaap.
You have lost, Raghavan!

Khan!

No, Khan.

Khan, don't!

Khan, don't shoot. Damn it!

Not now, Khan.
Put your gun down.

Khan!

Ram!

Major Ram.

-My war is still for my country.
-Khan.

Fulfill the promise
you made to your mother.

We may not meet again.

I wish you peace, Major.

You, too, Khan.

Until Project Milaap is not
canceled, we will stay here, Khan.

And what if it's not canceled?

We'll have to kill the kids, Khan.

Shoot them.

Major Ram!

Major Ram!

Hey, shut up!

Where is Major Ram? He's dead.

You killed Major Ram! Murderers!

You are a very bad man!

-Shut up and sit there.
-Please, Sir.

Captain Roy, go check outside.

There's no one here.

Sit quietly.

Captain Mahesh, no one's there.

-Ram.
-Ram.

-What are you doing? Put it down.
-Hey!

Let go. Let go.

Percy.

Calling all stations.

Come in, Roy.

Roy?

Mahesh?

What the hell!

Come on, quickly!
Everyone!

Just a minute. Hold on.

-What about you?
-I'll be alright. Please go.

-Please go out.
-Go.

-Come on.
-Move it! Go!

-Wait.
-Lucky? Lucky?

-Ram.
-Lakshman.

I have to do this for father.
Please go.

Go! Go from here!

Go!

Go, find him now! Quick!

Why did you do this, Khan?

Why did you deceive me?

No, Raghavan.

It was you, who deceived us.

I supported you for our country...

-not to avenge your son.
-Khan!

It's not a personal war, Raghavan.

It's not a personal war, damn it!

It always is, Khan.

It always is.

Ram!

Ram!

What happened?

I saw them escape, Commander.

I was fixing explosives on the roof.

Impossible. Ram can't run away.

Go find him, damn it!

Looks like you won't come out
so easily, Ram!

Ram!

Ram!

-Lucky! What are you doing?
-Sanju.

Sanju, I can't leave him alone in there.

No! Please don't go! Don't go!

Sanju, he's my brother.

He's my brother.

No!

-He's my brother.
-No!

Ram!

Ram!

Why scream? If you call from your heart,
you'll even find Lord Rama.

The sun has risen.

No one can stop Project Milaap.
Not even you.

In five minutes,
the army will be here to arrest you.

You have truly lost, Raghavan.

I'm the one with the gun, Ram.

How can I lose?

I can finish you off in a second

and parcel you to your father.

But I'm sure he can wait
for another five minutes.

Five minutes, Ram.

Let's go, Captain!

General Mohammad lbrahim.

Congratulations on Project Milaap.

You too.

Your five minutes are up, Ram.

Wish we could play a bit longer.

I was enjoying myself.

Alas, I must leave now.

Ram, your father beckons you.

The countdown has begun, Major.

Three.

Two.

One.

Sorry, Major.

Where are you going, Major?

Where are you running to, Major?

Ram.

Turn around, Major.

Turn around, damn it!

I want you to face your death.

Ram, get away from the goddamn roof.

How will you face
your father otherwise?

-He took the bullet right on the chest.
-Ram, come on.

-Turn around.
-Ram, come on.

What a pity!
This story has a sad ending, Major.

What a pity, Raghavan!
Have you forgotten?

It's always the bad guy
who dies in the end.

Three.

Two.

One!

Ram!

Don't let go, Ram.

Don't be scared. I'm here.

That's what I'm afraid of, idiot.

Now shut up and pull me up!

Good morning,
parents, teachers and students.

And welcome to prom night!

What are you saying?

It's not prom night,
it's congratulations day.

And welcome to convocation day.

And this year, Lakshman Prasad Sharma
is finally graduating.

Along with a very, very, special student,
Major Ram Prasad Sharma.

One for you and one for you.

Thank you, Sir.

Can you hear the air,
And the songs it's singing...

About how life is youthful and charming

Every moment is liberal

Every second is a thrill

Looks like this caravan did find,
The oasis of true love

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright,
The hearts will delight

If the days are bright,
The hearts will delight

Can you hear the air,
And the songs it's singing...

It's a musical season,
And dreamy is the mood

How can one ever stay subdued?

In life's chase,
You'll stay in my eyes

I'll always feel you in my embrace

Every heart is crazy
And now I know why

This evening feels so hazy

Every moment is liberal

Every second is a thrill

Looks like this caravan did find,
The oasis of true love

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight

If the days are bright

The hearts will delight