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Hi, darling.

Hi.

How do I look?

Every man gets one chance in his life,

To do something that will determine the course of history.

And I am proud that for you,

Today is that day.

Thank you, darling.

Thanks for the love and support.

Good luck.

Very smart.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

I wish we had met on a happier occasion.

But I am duty-bound to make a proposal

that gives me no joy.

For many years now, everyone,

including the Indian National Congress,

the Muslim League and the British Empire,

have tried every idea, every suggestion,

every formula,

for a smooth and peaceful independence to India.

But as it seems, considering the non-stop violence and bloodshed,

the best conclusion I can draw

is that Hindus and Muslims simply cannot live together.

Now, the only practical idea left

is the creation of Pakistan for Muslims.

It may not be the best solution,

but it is the only solution.

Now, if we can all agree, we can hasten the process.

And instead of leaving India in 1948,

We can leave as early as 15th of August, 1947.

What are you talking about?

That gives us only 10 weeks.

Yes, that is correct.

Mr. Kriplani, we should accept their offer.

What do you think?

Let's not rush things, Jawahar.

Let's discuss this with our Congress Working Committee

and then make a decision.

Whatever your decision is,

you have to let me know by midnight tonight.

Or else, we will return to our original plan of 1948,

or maybe even later.

Why midnight?

I shall let you know by 11pm.

Gentlemen... midnight it is.

This is the Murshidabad area of West Bengal.

On the Indo-Bangladesh border.

It's a minority-dominated area

and a highly sensitive zone.

A Dalit girl has gone missing here, Shiva.

The local MLA has been accused.

The High Court has ordered a CBI enquiry,

and you will be leading that investigation.

Why me, sir?

My specialization is forensics and commercial fraud.

This is a political issue.

That is why you have been chosen, Shiva.

Because you don't have any reputation or political alignment.

No one will judge your reports for political bias.

Just go there and make a report, Shiva.

But sir, if there's an investigation someone is bound to get offended.

Your father wasn't just a friend to me, Shiva,

but also a guide and philosopher.

When I was first posted in Kashmir in 1989 you were just a baby.

Your mother told me...

That now you are Shiva's guardian.

Shiva, I want you to succeed and grow.

And if you want to grow in life

Don't ask too many questions.

Just follow my orders.

Believe me, you will be fine.

Sir, what is the case?

The victim's name is Gita Mandal.

Scheduled caste.

A small-time journalist.

There is only one prime suspect.

An old woman named Bharati Banerjee.

She has dementia...

and she has named only one person so far;

Her local MLA Sardar Husseini.

Just think, Shiva.

Bengal... Female...

To spice things up, ST/SC angle.

And to top it off, the upcoming elections.

[In Bengali] - What is the price of this dress. - Poltu, come and eat!

You have played enough.

Back... Back... Stay back.

Is all this allowed under section 144?

How can we stop the media?

You know how it is. This way, please.

Sir, will you be interrogating Sardar Husseini too?

Hey, stop!

Hey, stop!

Welcome!

When they make you a mute like me

Come find me, we will have a drink.

Sir, would you be able to bring justice to the girl?

[In Bengali] Get the old man out of here.

[In Bengali] What are you doing here?

[In Bengali] Mad man! Get lost! Come on!

[In Bengali] Get out!

[In Bengali] Clear them out!

It's a false case, sir. Politically motivated.

[In Bengali] It's all politics.

[In Bengali] Absolutely.

All this drama because elections are around the corner.

A girl has gone missing, the city is under Section 144.

The high court has ordered a CBI inquiry,

and you call it drama.

- Where is the case diary? - Sir!

Sir...

Witness statements?

Search seizures? Nothing?

- FIR? - No FIR, sir.

Actually, no official complaint was lodged.

An official complaint isn't necessary.

Don't you know the procedure?

Sir, we tread carefully.

The girl was a Dalit.

Was?

Oh, this old lady? She is a suspect.

Is her name 'old lady'?

No I mean, Bharati Banerjee.

Where is her statement?

She's an old-lady...

I mean, Mother Bharati is very old.

She doesn't even know her own age,

How will she give a statement?

Then why detain her at the station?

She is very cunning. She will speak... eventually.

[Written in Urdu] Happy Birthday Sardar Husseini.

Why haven't you investigated Sardar Husseini yet?

[In Bengali] He's going to stir up trouble.

Sir, when are you going back?

When is your return scheduled?

Not until the investigation is concluded.

[In Bengali] Disastrous...

- Where is Bharati Banerjee? - Upstairs.

[In Bengali] Vendors selling goods.

Hello.

Isn't your name Bharati Banerjee?

My name is Shiva Pandit.

Special Investigation Officer.

CBI.

Do you know her?

Her name is Gita Mandal.

She's been missing since February 5th.

Do you know anything about her?

You should be knowing him.

Sardar Husseini.

Your MLA.

How long had Gita been staying in your house?

Gita was last seen at your place.

She got food packed from this restaurant at 8:30pm.

Her phone coordinates confirm

that she reached your house at 9pm.

Between 9.15pm and 10pm she was constantly on a call.

The coordinates confirm your address.

At 10pm, Gita and the signal...

both disappear.

If you remain silent,

You will be considered the prime suspect.

During the interrogation, you mentioned only one name.

Sardar Husseini.

But there is a problem.

Between 9pm and 10pm, he was at home.

He made five phone calls.

Watched videos on YouTube.

This is his alibi.

What is your defence?

Why are you doing this?

What is your motive?

Are you under any political pressure?

Please tell me the truth.

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

I can help you.

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen!

[In Bengali] My name is Ghulam!

Thank you very much for your wishes.

Today I want to make a special announcement.

I bow to Goddess Kaali.

They don't want me and you to enjoy

equal status in India.

They want us to live in fear.

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

They want to frame your beloved MLA Sardar Husseini by sending the CBI.

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

Why are these people terrified of me?

Because... I stand between you and them.

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

- Glory to! - Brother Sardar!

He's the local MLA and it's his birthday.

We cannot stop him.

Sir, please... How far is the investigation...

I only talk to journalists.

We are journalists, sir.

No, you guys are not journalists.

This can lead to chaos, sir.

Things can get out of hand.

[In Bengali] Please try to understand...

Sir... One second.

Sir, I am not local media. My name is Gauri Iyer.

I just completed my journalism course

in Mass Communication.

Sir, Gita was my batch mate!

Because, I stand between them and you.

Come.

And my strength... is your love!

Sir, can I ask you a question?

I didn't call you here to ask questions.

I called you because you have a camera.

Take an oath with me.

We will kill or be killed.

But we will never be divided.

Because... if they divide us, we die.

Sir, where are you going?

To talk to him.

Don't go, sir.

- Why? - Because it's his area.

It can spark a riot.

Open!

[In Bengali] This officer will get all of us in trouble!

[In Bengali] What a weird fool!

Why does the CBI choose to show up

on my birthday and on a Friday?

Tell the CBI to go back.

Go back or you'll face the consequences.

Dangerous consequences.

- An eye! - For an eye!

- An eye! - For an eye!

An eye!

[In Kashmiri] Convert, die or flee!

These people... call me a lunatic.

You tell me... who is the real lunatic?

If you want to survive...

then become mute like them

Or a mute like me...

We want to make Kashmir into Pakistan

with Hindu women and without their men.

Leave your women behind, infidels.

[In Kashmiri] Convert, die or flee!

How many times have I told you,

Do not fight with anyone.

Quietly mind your own business.

A small apology wouldn't have done any harm!

Middle-class, that's what you are!

How can you forget that!

You and I cannot change the system.

Whoever has fought it, Has died!

Help!

Mom never fought with anyone.

Then why was she killed and thrown in the Jhelum river, dad?

Yes?

- Hi. - You?

Is it hurting?

Oh...

I didn't know the Hare Rama Hare Krishna movement

Started from Bengal.

Sir, Sardar has kidnapped Gita.

One second.

That's Gita's mom.

She worked at Sardar's party office,

where Sardar and his political associates

would sexually exploit her.

Fearing Sardar, she sent Gita to Delhi

to study journalism.

We were in the same batch, sir.

After her mother passed away,

Gita swore to expose Sardar.

That was her life's mission.

She stayed at Bharati's to avoid suspicion

because Bharati rescued her mother.

And how do you know all this?

Okay, fine. I'll show you.

You know Sardar, right?

He carries out illegal migration from Bangladesh,

creates their fake voter IDs,

Ration Cards and Aadhar Cards

and uses them as a vote bank for the ruling party.

Slowly the entire demography here is changing

which obviously benefits the ruling party.

It's a big business.

And the locals don't speak up.

They wouldn't dare.

Whoever raises a voice has females abducted from their house.

You can't imagine how real the rape is here.

This is a different world, Gauri.

Police, governments, courts

They all are afraid.

Listen, are you recording this call?

Yes, why?

Don't cut it, okay?

Help!

So, now will you arrest Sardar?

It's okay. It's fine.

Why haven't you given this to the police?

You call them the police?

Give it to the CBI.

What's the point, sir?

Will Gita be found?

Then?

But I can give it to you.

Why do you want to trust me?

Because you haven't been corrupted yet.

Search every inch for forensic evidence.

Everywhere.

- Collect all evidence. - Yes, sir.

Enter these evidences in the register.

Done.

Click a photo of this.

Take photos of every articles in this room.

Sir, have you checked this?

Found anything sir?

Keep all samples in one place.

Careful... careful.

Do not leave any corner.

On one side we have this, Bharati Banerjee.

Daughter of Justice Banerjee.

The ambassador of non-violence and peace.

And on the other side is this Bharati Banerjee.

Prime suspect.

Which one is the real Bharati Banerjee?

Who is Bharati Banerjee?

- Who is Bharati Banerjee?! - Who is Bharati...

[Radio] It should be the mission of every Indian that

British... Quit India.

Amar?

[Radio] And only one slogan, do or die.

[In Bengali] It's not do... it's die.

Die. Just die.

Churchill's famine has killed 3 million people so far.

Has anyone done anything?

We just keep dying.

Why should we die? Why shouldn't we kill?

Baby... you're slowly turning into a communist.

[In Bengali] What?

[In Bengali] Yes...

After the convocation today, it's straight to Sevagram.

You're coming with me to Gandhi's Ashram.

- Only Bapu can talk sense into you. - What?

Only Bapu can talk sense into you.

[In Bengali] I can't hear a thing.

Only Bapu can...

Why are you screaming...

[In Bengali] Mischievous girl.

Think about it, Father.

All the leaders of the Congress...

Gandhi, Nehru, Patel, and Maulana,

They're all in jail because of the Quit India Movement.

So, who is going to fight?

Bharati, there is more than just one way to fight a war.

[In Bengali] - Understood? - I am ready.

Komolika Chattopadhyay.

Ashapurna Mukhopadhyay.

Bharati Banerjee.

And the topper of this year, Bharati Banerjee.

Mr. Governor!

My motherland has been crushed By the tyranny of a foreign government!

My motherland is crying for relief From the torture of this government!

Can her daughter stay silent in such a situation?

- Speak up! - No!

- Louder! - No!

I believe it's my duty to raise my voice against this oppressive government!

I believe it is my duty to sacrifice my life for my motherland!

I am a daughter of India.

For India I will kill,

and be killed!

[In Bengali] Bharati, what did you do, my child?

[In Bengali] Don't worry, father.

[In Bengali] This is our country.

[In Bengali] I shall protect my country... and set it free.

- I bow to... - My motherland!

- I bow to... - My motherland!

- I bow to... - My motherland!

Bharati.

[In Bengali] - Yes, Father. - My child, you know...

Roychowdhary uncle fought your case

and got you pardoned from any punishment.

[In Bengali] He's the President of the Noakhali Bar Association.

Also of the Hindu Mahasabha.

Always remember...

If you face any difficulties anywhere, anytime,

your uncle in Noakhali is always there to help you.

Calm down. Calm down.

Easy... Calm down.

Easy now.

Carefully, leave it somewhere safe.

Mr. Gandhi, one photo, please.

Margaret.

Apply this kerosene oil.

Mosquitoes won't bite you.

Thank you so much.

Come.

How are you, Justice?

How are you, Roychowdhary?

All okay in Noakhali?

The situation is serious, Bapu.

I have come here to discuss that.

It's time for me to milk my goat.

Make them comfortable.

When I come back we will talk about Bengal.

Bapu.

What is your name?

Bharati Banerjee.

Are you the girl who shot the Governor?

She's hot-blooded, Bapu.

She was brainwashed by the communists.

I have brought her to you for atonement.

Bapu, I have a question for you.

Can you walk fast?

Then come with me.

Bapu, why are we fighting a war for freedom

Where so many people are dying?

So no one is ever killed after independence.

And what guarantees that?

We'll have our own democracy.

What will that do?

We'll have our own fundamental rights.

No inequality.

And who will take that responsibility?

The government.

The government we elect.

And what if the government doesn't take responsibility?

Then the justice system.

You will have the right to justice.

And what if justice isn't served?

You shouldn't be so pessimistic.

Bapu, why don't you stop the partition?

I'm an old man now, dear.

And no one listens to old people.

I will listen to you.

Tell me, you shot the Governor.

What did it achieve?

They realized we will not tolerate their atrocities.

And what if the Governor's men had shot you?

With casualties on both sides,

What will be left?

Violence is like wildfire.

Your intentions can be good,

Once lit, it engulfs all.

Who do you wish to be?

The one who starts the fire,

or the one who douses it in hopes of a new beginning.

Non-violence is a struggle.

Struggle of your conscience.

Non-violence is a revolution.

Do you have the courage, Bharati,

to be a revolutionary

who fights without taking up arms?

With sheer will power,

With truth.

Now, gather as many Muslim girls

as the questions you asked me.

And explain to them that India is one country.

That will be your atonement.

But why would anyone listen to me?

If you let your conscience speak,

everyone will listen.

Bapu.

Bapu...

Will we get Independence?

The world has seen several dictators,

powerful men,

emperors...

and all hope has been lost before.

But it was always non-violence and truth that prevailed in the end.

This flower is for you.

Sir, you called Sardar.

Hazra is here in his place.

Shivendra Prasad Hazra.

And Saqib Bangali.

They are Sardar's right-hand men.

- They have come to see you... - Excuse me, no camera.

The camera stays on.

Where is Sardar?

[In Bengali] What's this? Didn't you tell him?

Sardar never comes to the police station.

The station goes to Sardar.

He's got to come to the station.

Go tell him that.

You don't get it.

The area is under Sardar's control.

And you can't even file an FIR without his permission.

Did the government appoint your, boss?

Absolutely correct.

You don't believe me?

Let me make a call...

You bloody...

How dare you sit without my permission?

This is a police station, not your boss's brothel.

Tell him... I am not one of those cops

who takes orders from him.

If he doesn't show up tomorrow,

I'll put him on a leash and drag him to Delhi.

Understood?

Sir.

I'll tell him.

But you don't understand.

You have come here, but you won't be able to leave.

Sir!

Do you know the punishment for threatening a CBI officer?

Sir, this is unconstitutional.

We'll be in serious trouble.

Serious trouble, officer.

See...

They understand,

But you don't understand

the consequences of trying to change the system

Come, Bangali.

- What are you looking at? - Sir, sir, sir...

Catch him!

- Detain them! - Let's go. Let's go.

Stop them!

Sir, lunch break.

[In Bengali] These people from Delhi have increased our workload.

[In Bengali] - Get one mutton curry. - My wife makes excellent biriyani.

[In Bengali] You always say that but never invite me.

What is going on here?

Why didn't you detain him when I ordered you to?

He was threatening an IPS officer in the police station,

and you guys were watching like you're impotent?

Sir, we have no right.

No right?

You have the right to torture and old woman for hours?

You have the right to not search for a missing girl?

But you have no right to maintain law and order.

Didn't you all take an oath of the Indian Constitution?

Sir, this is not India.

This is West Bengal.

Over here, there are two constitutions.

Which two constitutions?

One of Hindus and one of Muslims.

Let's go.

Which one do you follow?

Whoever is in power. Theirs.

Welcome.

Welcome to the land of lunatics.

My dad never wanted me to join the police.

But I did.

Do you know why?

Because people don't believe in the system.

But I want to change this system.

I want to restore people's faith in this system.

But how?

When people turn deaf and mute, what can I achieve alone?

Everyone knows what's going on.

But no one dares to speak up.

I had expectations from you... but you too.

Who are the people afraid of?

That no-good Sardar?

Or the government?

[In Bengali] Son, don't worry.

Worrying will do nothing.

This is all a game,

The faces keep changing.

People die, the country burns.

And the game continues.

What game?

The one with the devil.

You must have heard the story in your childhood.

You haven't?

There used to be a Devil...

with two faces.

One was of a Devil, the other was of a God.

When people feared him,

he appeared as a God.

And when they saw him as a God,

he'd turn into the Devil.

That was his game.

To the public eye,

Sometimes the Devil won, sometimes God.

But the Devil knew

whoever wins,

He'll never lose.

He'll always be the winner.

[In Bengali] Understood?

[In Bengali] They're both one...

[In Bengali] One.

Jinnah, my brother, my friend.

You know I am a true friend of the Muslims.

An emphathizer.

But I can never accept the partition of India.

In the pursuit to form two nations,

it's our Muslim brothers who risk losing the most.

The Muslims in India are not like the Muslims around the world.

Indian Muslims are all converts.

We were all Hindus in the beginning.

When we share the same DNA,

How can change of religion alter our culture and traditions?

India is our Mother.

How can changing one's religion ever change our mother?

Mr. Gandhi, who is getting independence from the British government?

India, Hindustan or Bharat?

Since the time of Chandragupta,

India has not been one.

And you're wrong when you say that we are one.

No, Mr. Gandhi. Hindus and Muslims are not one.

When it comes to Gods, life, and family,

our values and beliefs are different.

We have different heroes and villains.

The roots of your culture can be traced back to Sanskrit,

while ours trace back to Persian and Arabic.

You believe in souls and reincarnation.

We don't.

You worship the Ganges, you worship your Motherland.

You treat India as your Mother.

We don't.

You believe in Vedas, and we believe in the Koran.

You believe in millions of Gods.

We believe only in Allah.

Mr. Gandhi, you people are so divided,

that you don't even know

whether you want India or Bharat.

So, how can we live together on such terms?

Jinnah, my brother...

If the demand for Pakistan is based on religious terms,

then all the Muslims in the world should have a single nation.

But, in all of history

I've never seen converts claim

a separate homeland in the very land of their origin.

For thousands of years,

Hindus and Muslims have been living together.

Out of compulsion, Mr. Gandhi.

They were forced...

Driven by discord amongst themselves.

Go to any city, village or district of India.

You will find Hindus and Muslims living in separate colonies.

Why?

And this is not only me, Mr. Gandhi.

Ambedkar has also mentioned this in his book.

Thoughts on Pakistan.

Please sit.

Sir Syed Ahmad Khan was right,

when Hindus outnumber Muslims three to one

it's not a fair game at all.

How will 100 million Muslims live with 300 million Hindus, Mr. Gandhi,

when there is no framework to unite them?

I spent a lifetime searching for this framework, this structure

before I finally realised

we do not need one but two frameworks.

Hindu India... Muslim Pakistan.

Hindu Muslim unity, Mr. Gandhi is a lie.

And there is no scope for lies in Islam.

The division of India is a necessity.

Jinnah, one thing I must admit.

You have brainwashed the Muslims.

And you have hypnotised the Hindus!

Jinnah, my younger brother.

I have one final question for you.

You are a Muslim and so is Maulana Azad.

So why does Maulana Azad strongly oppose

the formation of Pakistan?

He wants to unite India and you want to divide it.

The problem does not lie in Islam...

the problem lies with you, Jinnah.

After 18 days,

Talks between Jinnah and Gandhi have failed.

Mr Jinnah, please smile.

Meanwhile, newspapers have described

Mahatma as a defeated and helpless old man.

Speculation is now rife about what Jinnah's next move will be.

Speak in hints in the pastures and meadows.

O Radha, Goddess of love.

[In Bengali] How are you, aunty?

[In Bengali] - Good. - Great.

Speak in hints in the pastures and meadows.

Let no one guess, understand or know it.

For few days in your heart.

For few days in your heart.

In the corner of your heart,

Keep your love for Lord Krishna hidden.

For few days in your heart.

For few days in your heart.

[In Bengali] Today, 16th August is a historical day.

[In Bengali] Requesting all Muslim brothers and sisters,

[In Bengali] make a huge group and attend the meeting,

[In Bengali] listen... listen... listen.

- Sir! - Prime Minister Suhrawardy, sir.

As per your instructions, the Governor has declared a holiday today.

And?

All the Hindu police officers have been transferred from Calcutta.

And in 22 out of 24 police stations

Muslim police officers have been appointed.

Sir.

22 out of 24 stations?

And the other two?

The other two stations are managed by Anglo-Indian officers.

[In Russian] Do you really have to do this?

[In Russian] All my life I wanted to gift you a free land ruled by me.

[In Russian] And today, I finally get to do that.

Wish me good luck, my love.

Whatever the outcome...

For the next 48 hours,

2 whole days, the police is not to take any action.

Mujibur.

[In Bengali] How are you, Mujibur?

[In Bengali] What's the update, Mujibur?

[In Bengali] How many people are expected to join?

[In Bengali] At least one hundred thousand.

[In Bengali] What about the other preparations?

The volunteers of the Muslim League, National Guard

have reached Kolkata from every corner of Bengal.

- Long live... - Pakistan!

[In Bengali] We will fight for it!

[In Bengali] We will seize it!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

Gandhi and Nehru's Congress calls us a minority.

But we are not a minority.

We are the second-largest majority in India.

We are a nation on our own.

And that nation is called Pakistan!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

India should not be under any illusion

that this is a small war against a small minority...

This is a holy war!

This is a holy war!

The leader of All India Muslim League Jinnah sir has said;

Now there will either be a divided India...

or a destroyed India!

Gentlemen... it's the holy month of Ramzan.

The Koran was bestowed in Ramzan.

The permission for Jihad was granted by Allah.

Today, the 16th of August,

the 18th day of Ramzan,

is the day when the Jihad of Badr began.

The great battle of Badr!

When only 313 Muslims defeated

an entire army of idol-worshipping infidels.

So, I deem this holy day of 16th August

as Direct Action Day.

[In Bengali] Direct Action Day!

[In Bengali] Wonderful, Bharati.

[In Bengali] - Yes, truly wonderful. - Let's go.

[Kali mantra]

Hurry up. Come on.

[In Bengali] Please save us, officer.

[In Bengali] Please save us.

[In Bengali] Help us,

[In Bengali] they will kill us.

[In Bengali] Catch those girls.

[In Bengali] Run.

[In Bengali] Catch them.

Bharati. Bharati.

[In Bengali] Stay here.

[In Bengali] Don't go anywhere.

[In Bengali] What are you doing?

[In Bengali] Why are you catching the girls?

[In Bengali] What are you doing?

[In Bengali] Leave them alone.

[In Bengali] What are you doing?

[In Bengali] Please leave us.

[In Bengali] Leave them alone.

Line them up!

Stand in a line!

[In Bengali] Save our children.

[In Bengali] Save us, Mother.

[In Bengali] Save Bengal.

[In Bengali] Let's go home.

[In Bengali] Run... run!

[In Bengali] Where are you going?

[In Bengali] Sister I beg you, please save my husband.

[In Bengali] Save him.

[In Bengali] Pick up these cheap girls.

Help! Help!

Allah is the greatest!

[In Bengali] Get in, Bharati.

[In Bengali] Are you okay?

[In Bengali] What is going on?

[In Bengali] What in the world is going on?

[In Bengali] All of them should be put in jail.

As if Pakistan wasn't enough

now Jinnah wants Kolkata too.

Now he's celebrating Direct Action Day.

Kolkata is the Renaissance capital of India.

It is the identity of India.

This is Goddess Kaali's Calcutta.

Bengalis would rather die

than watch Kolkata turn into a Muslim colony.

This is the Muslim League's trademark politics.

When the people begin to realise the truth,

spark communal riots.

[In Bengali] These are all hired goons.

[In Bengali] From the underworld.

The Muslim League has given them a contract.

A contract to spark riots.

Hey scared man! Where are you going!

India will have to pay dearly for this.

[In Bengali] There's the petrol pump.

[In Bengali] Father.

[In Bengali] - Father. - Yes.

[In Bengali] Where are we going?

[In Bengali] Lichubagan, Cotton Mill.

[In Bengali] Mohapatru Babu, a businessman from Orrisa,

[In Bengali] He's given shelter to Hindus in his mill.

[In Bengali] It's a safe place. But we've run out of petrol.

[In Bengali] I'll get it refuelled.

[In Bengali] Hurry back.

[In Bengali] You both stay in the car.

Fill the fuel tank.

- Coupon? - What coupon?

Aren't you aware?

As per the government's order,

between 16th and 20th August,

fuel will be available only to those with a coupon.

I am a judge. Justice Banerjee.

I'll get you a coupon later.

- You won't get a coupon, sir. - Why?

Coupons are only available for the members of the Muslim League.

Those are the orders from above.

Forgive me, sir...

I'm in no position to help you.

Forgive me.

This way, sir. This way.

Take your family and get out of here!

How can we go without fuel?

I'll arrange fuel for you.

But the situation is tense now.

Come... there's a way around the back.

Come on.

It's a safe passage. Come on.

[In Bengali] Bharati. Come with me.

This way. Careful.

Sir, that's the backdoor.

Please leave through here.

You two get to the cotton mill.

I'll get the car refuelled.

No. We are not leaving you.

[In Bengali] Please come with us.

They are hoodlums.

Am I scared of hoodlums?

No, father. We're not leaving you alone.

It's a mob.

I've seen it myself.

[In Bengali] Crazy mob.

And I am a judge.

What can happen to me? I'll be fine.

I'll throw them behind bars.

- Now go. - No, father.

Won't you listen to your father?

Go on.

Open the gate.

Save us, someone save us.

What happened?

Has anyone seen my brother?

Hurry up.

[In Bengali] Feeling thirsty.

Guards!

[In Bengali] Wait here, mother.

[In Bengali] Don't go. Don't go.

[In Bengali] Mother! Father!

Open the door.

We won't open the door.

[In Bengali] - Stay back. - Why are you not letting them in?

[In Bengali] They are dangerous people.

[In Bengali] They are only five, we are five hundred!

[In Bengali] You don't know, sister, what they are capable of.

Come here.

Bharati.

No, no.

Don't kill us, leave us.

[In Bengali] Light them up. Set the rascals on fire.

Bharati.

Help!

Bharati.

Bharati.

[In Bengali] What will we do now?

[In Bengali] I don't know.

Mother.

Mother.

Bharati!

Mother...

Bharati...

Hey.

Hey, girl. Wake up.

Wake up!

I know you are pretending.

Come on, get up.

Open your eyes.

Get up!

Get up! Now.

Come on, up!

What happened?

Can't remember a thing?

Lost your memory?

The entire mill burnt down.

But you survived.

Here's rule number one...

Come what may...

do not die.

You have to stay alive.

Understood?

Alive.

Let's go.

Look.

Now that's what you call real tragedy.

By tomorrow, the streets of Kolkata

will be littered with corpses.

And then all over India.

Do you know why?

Because no one's fighting back.

Everyone's dying.

But we are still alive,

Because we are alive, we can fight back.

Because we are alive, we can save others from dying.

So those who are still alive don't have the right to be sad.

So... smile.

Smile... because you are alive.

We should both smile because we both are alive.

Look I can't handle all this melodrama.

Alright. Go ahead and cry. Get it off your chest.

But who are you?

Where do you live?

What's your address?

At least tell me your name.

I'll tell you my name.

My name is Amarjeet Arora

but you can call me Amar.

Come on, tell me your name.

Hey.

Say it.

- Tell me, or I will... - Bharati.

Say it again.

Bharati Banerjee.

Bharati?

Mother Bharati?

Mother India.

Glory to Mother India!

Glory to Mother India!

Long live Pakistan!

Don't come any closer.

Don't come near me.

Won't let you die.

Don't come near me.

You are also like them.

- You're one of them. - Bharati.

Are you out of your mind?

If I hadn't killed him, he would have killed you!

If we keep killing each other, there will be nothing left.

Kolkata will turn into a graveyard.

Graveyard?

What's left to turn into a graveyard?

Mother!

Father.!

Mother... Father!

Bharati.

Pull yourself together.

Bharati, pull yourself together.

Kill me!

Kill me too!

Don't you feel anything?

Don't you feel anything?

Don't you feel anything?

You don't feel anything...

You don't feel anything...

I could wipe your tears if I wanted to.

But I have a theory.

You should wipe your own tears.

Because if someone else does it, You will have to return the favour.

Come.

Come on.

Where are you taking me?

Where you'll stay alive.

[In Bengali] Kaali Kaali O great Kaali!

[In Bengali] The destroyer of evil.

[In Bengali] Liberator of sorrows.

[In Bengali] We sing your glory.

[In Bengali] We sing your glory.

[In Bengali] Kaali Kaali O great Kaali!

Who is he?

Gopal. Everyone calls him Patha.

He's a Brahmin.

He slaughters goats.

That's why they call him Patha.

[In Bengali] Glory to the great kaali!

Only a butcher can challenge

another butcher like Suhrawardy.

Brother Patha, Suhrawardy was at the police station all day yesterday.

So why didn't he order the police to save us?

Because the Calcutta Corporation vehicles

are ferrying Muslim League rioters.

And police vehicles are distributing

food and kerosene for the National Guards.

A handful of politicians in Delhi

are putting the entire nation at stake.

The streets of Calcutta are strewn with dead bodies.

Did anyone from Delhi come to our rescue?

Why would they?

[In Bengali] Why would they, Amar?

If Hindus are killed, let them die.

But they should not fight back.

Isn't that what Gandhi says?

Jinnah knows us better than we know ourselves.

When they strike, we will surrender Calcutta out of fear.

and that's exactly what's happening.

[In Bengali] Everyone, listen carefully...

India is a Hindu nation.

What is it?

A Hindu nation!

- Louder. - A hindu nation.

But the Hindus are losing in this war.

And who is winning? Jinnah. Why?

Because Hindus are intoxicated.

And the name of that intoxication is Gandhi's non-violence

Gandhi speaks of creating the land of Ram.

Go and question Gandhi.

Could Ram ever build his empire without killing Raavan?

What should we do now?

Now we must fight.

Eliminate the enemy entirely.

I took an oath before Goddess Kaali,

that I am going to fight.

Who all are with me?

[In Bengali] Who all are with me?

I am.

I will fight.

And...

I will fight!

I will fight!

I will fight!

And!

- I will fight! - And!

- I will fight! - And!

And!

And!

Brother Patha, the Muslim League has given a contract to the underworld

to spread these riots.

On top of that,

thousands of men from the National Guard

are supporting them... with guns and spears.

And how many are we?

Not even a handful.

And without any arms or ammunitions.

What are we going to do?

We'll find a way, Amar. We will.

We must unite all the Hindus.

Sikh, United Province, Jain, Yadavs from Bihar.

The Yadavs don't want any part of this.

They say this is Bengal's problem.

What do they mean by Bengal's problem?

Is Bengal not a part of India?

This is why we are being slaughtered.

Who was Guru Gobind Singh?

Hindu? Sikh or Marathi?

Just like Guru Gobind Singh chose five warriors from all corners of the nation,

We must unite everyone.

[In Punjabi] Shout aloud in victory!

Tell the Yadavs to bring their sticks.

They are experts at that.

The Marwaris are loaded with money.

When will that come to any use?

And the American soldiers at Chowringhee Hotel

from World War...

Especially the black ones.

They'll sell you a pistol and a hundred cartridges for 250 rupees.

One of them is Amar's friend.

Amar fought alongside them in the World War.

What if they refuse?

How much booze do we have?

One for you.

Give them the gun.

Give them the gun.

Wow. This is good.

Don't forget, we're heavily outnumbered

in terms of ammunition,

but we know how to make bombs.

Our main weapon will be bombs.

And these are red cross badges.

Everyone will wear it.

To evade the police.

[In Bengali] Brother! Brother! We are doomed.

[In Bengali] What happened?

[In Bengali] They have surrounded our women.

[In Bengali] Do something.

[In Bengali] Those swines!

[In Bengali] The time has come.

Remember if they kill one of us,

we kill ten of theirs!

Nothing short of ten!

Glory to Goddess Kaali!

Glory to Goddess Kaali!

As long as I am alive,

[In Bengali] No mother or sister will be harmed.

You have my word!

- Glory to Goddess Kaali! - Glory to Goddess Kaali!

[In Bengali] Me?

[In Bengali] They are calling me. the Butcher of Bengal?

[In Bengali] It's in the headlines!

Vera, have you read this?

They are calling me the Butcher of Bengal.

Do you know who the real butcher of Bengal is?

Do you?

That Patha!

He's the real butcher of Bengal!

Not me!

I am not the butcher of Bengal!

Mujibur.

Did you talk to Patha?

Patha said that until we surrender, he won't stop.

If he doesn't stop, so many Muslims will be slaughtered,

that there won't be any point in creating Pakistan.

What I feared has come to be.

What did you fear?

The uniting of Hindus.

- Gandhi... - Go back!

The Great Calcutta Killings took a new turn today.

When Hindus retaliated to onslaught of violence by the Muslim league.

The old man Mahatma Gandhi

is sitting on an indefinite protest.

He wants all Hindus to surrender their arms.

- Gandhi... - Go back!

Drop your weapon here.

I want to ask a question first.

If I give away my weapon...

Surrender them...

and they come with their weapons to

abduct our women,

What should we do?

Hindu women should not consider themselves

helpless or weak.

If they dare to even lay a finger on them

she should commit suicide.

And she can do so by either forcefully biting her tongue

or holding her breath

until her life slips away.

That's real strength.

I will not surrender my weapon.

And that's not all...

If I ever used a needle or even a nail to protect my brothers and sisters,

I won't surrender that either!

You asked me to choose between your ego and my duty.

I have chosen my duty.

In the meantime, Viceroy Wavell

has called the army in the city of Calcutta.

Thousands of soldiers arrived on tanks and trucks,

to handle the biggest communal violence

in the history of humanity.

According to Governor Sir Henry Twynam,

in the great Calcutta killing

more than 40,000 people have been killed.

The same number have been thrown

into the Hooghly River.

More than 100,000 have been displaced.

And the stench of dead corpses has enveloped the city.

Lord Krishna is driving me crazy.

How can I stay at home?

Krishna... Krishna...

Bharati.

Bharati.

Bharati.

Mother Bharati.

And etched in the heart,

Krishna is life and death.

How can I stay at home?

Krishna is driving me...

Krishna O Krishna...

[In Bengali] Open the gate.

[In Bengali] Brother, please open the door.

[In Bengali] We have not eaten in four days.

[In Bengali] Sister, please request them. We have not eaten in four days.

Open!

Open!

Open the door.

Are you blind?

Their homes were burnt down.

They haven't eaten in four days.

What will you lose if you give them some food?

How many times do I have to tell you?

These infidels will get nothing.

They are not infidels!

They are hungry people!

Which God tells you to deny food to the starving?

- Open. Open. - No.

- Open... - No!

Open it. Now.

Hey.. hey... Bharati, break it down.

All of you. Break it down.

Come here...

Bharati. Come on.

What are you doing here?

I told you to wait there.

I've been looking all over for you.

And do what?

Pick up arms like you.

Kill innocent people. Slaughter them?

Innocent?

Don't speak like a lunatic.

That man was denying food to the poor.

This is a war!

And all wars have one motive.

Eliminating the enemy.

It's a war.

A war, Bharati. It's a war!

If it is a war... just a war,

then why are you wearing this symbol of peace?

Is it to deceive yourself or the others?

If we keep killing each other, who is going to save us?

War is all about killing.

Not saving.

Then why did you save me?

You should have left me to die.

Amar.

Bharati... lift... now.

Bring her down.

What are you doing, brother?

Why are you cremating them together?

Cremate them separately.

They even killed the clean-up crew and the cremators.

Who's going to burn them separately?

They killed everyone.

There are neither people nor wood left.

You might as well cremate him on the handcart.

Glory to Hari.

Glory to Hari.

Bharati, what are you doing?

Bharati, what are you doing?

They were deprived of all dignity while they were alive,

Let's at least give them dignity in death.

- CBI... - Go back!

- CBI... - Go back!

It's okay.

Sit here.

- CBI... - Go back!

- CBI... - Go back!

- CBI... - Go back!

Sir, don't come outside.

A mob has gathered.

It's not safe for you at all, sir.

Uttam, open the door.

I warned you about this!

They are protesting against you!

Sir, please! Sir, please!

Let me come out and talk to them. Open the door.

Sir, please!

- Uttam. - No, Amar!

Don't go outside.

Those are not people, it's a mob.

A crazy mob.

- CBI... - Go back!

- CBI... - Go back!

I am afraid of the mob.

Do I look like I'd be scared?

No... you should be afraid of the mob.

The mob knows only one thing.

To kill.

You cannot die, Amar.

You have to stay alive,

If you are alive, you can fight.

You don't know the strength of a mob, Amar.

Have you met my dad?

He was very handsome.

But he was stubborn.

Very stubborn.

He never listened to anyone.

He didn't listen to me that day either.

He went to face the mob...

What should my father have done?

Should he have approached the mob?

Or run away with us?

Should we have escaped,

Or stayed with my father?

Did I do the right thing by running away?

Or...

was I ...wrong?

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

Ghulam? You?

Aren't you Ghulam?

Didn't you become an MLA?

I bailed you out.

Recognise me? I am Justice Banerjee.

[In Bengali] Hello. Sir, hello.

Hello.

Recognised you ... I recognised you.

[In Bengali] I very well know who you are, sir.

[In Bengali] Very well.

This is Justice Banerjee.

Justice Banerjee!

Sir, got me bail.

Say, thank you!

Thank you! Thank you!

But sir also gave me a long lecture in court

on secularism, nationalism...

on justice.

- We'll fight for... - Pakistan!

Now we'll show him

what justice means to us.

- We'll fight for... - Pakistan

Yeah.

[In Bengali] You're looking really nice, sir.

Isn't he?

- Long live... - Pakistan.

- Long live... - Pakistan.

- We'll fight for... - Pakistan!

Now, sir, enlighten everyone about secularism.

[In Bengali] Come on, sir.

[In Bengali] What is secularism?

Where everyone is treated equally.

[In Bengali] Wrong!

How can everyone be equal?

Can any infidel be equal to a Muslim?

No.

Now, sir, tell us...

What is justice?

Tell us.

Where everyone is given The right to live.

[In Bengali] Wrong!

[In Bengali] Wrong.

Infidels have no right to live.

No right.

No right.

Allah is the greatest.

Now, sir, explain what is nationalism?

Sacrificing your life for the country.

Right!

Correct answer.

Dying for your country!

Die!

Then do it!

Prove that you are a nationalist.

Kill him! Kill him!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

- Allah is the greatest!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

Kill him! Kill him!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

Sir. Please think again.

He's an MLA, sir.

It's against the constitution, sir.

Have you read CRPC Act 41?

Sir, this is totally wrong.

Sir.

Sir... think once again please.

Open the door. CBI.

- Let him in. - Okay, sir.

Alone.

Not alone.

The force comes with me.

Salim,

Tell him...

[In Bengali] No stupid moves, or we'll open fire.

Sir, try to understand.

Welcome, Shiva Pandit.

Come.

You picked the perfect day.

We fast on Fridays

And break it at night.

Come, join us for the meal.

I am not here to have a meal,

but to take you with me for interrogation.

Had I been a Hindu instead of a Muslim,

and I was breaking my Tuesday fast,

Would you still be speaking to me like this?

You wouldn't, right?

Come, eat with us.

Can you at least sit for a bit?

Let me finish my meal.

One should never associate religion with food, clothes or language.

If someone assumes that every Pandit wears a sacred thread...

that's wrong, isn't it.

You are a Pandit,

and I can guarantee without even looking

that you don't wear one.

Am I right?

Baby, stop it. Don't embarrass him.

Baby, serve him something.

What can I serve you?

Everything you see is totally vegetarian,

except for the fish.

- Do you eat... - He's a Kashmiri Brahmin.

He eats everything.

Great.

Shiva. Please, take a seat.

Please, sit.

Shiva, sit.

This is our speciality.

It's a Bengali delicacy. Paturi.

Please enjoy it.

Pandit ji, I have only one wife, not four.

And she runs her own independent business.

Tell him.

I do prawn farming. For exports.

What did you assume?

She'd be wearing a burkha?

And this is my son.

Son, tell him your name.

Taimur.

Only one...

Now, ask him...

What he wants to be when he grows up?

Tell him, son, what will you become.

- Prime Minister... - Of India.

Politics is in his DNA.

You don't need to teach a rat how to dig burrows.

It's instinct.

Look...

My father was a prominent leader of the Communist Party.

During the emergency, he even went to jail to save democracy.

And my grandfather...

was in Congress.

A freedom fighter.

A prominent leader of Khilafat.

Some evil butcher killed him on Direct Action Day.

If you go further back

our family roots go all the way to the Turkish Caliph.

Now you understand

why he wants to be the Prime Minister of India.

What did you think?

He's a Muslim's son,

he'd grow up to be a goon, a criminal, or some "love jihadi"?

But imagine...

year 2050,

when he'll become India's first

youth minority Prime Minister

How big of a victory that will be for our democracy.

If you've finished your meal, can we leave?

I'm a patriot. I love India.

He is a Muslim, he probably loves Pakistan...

Such statements really hurt me.

Who started the

Quit India Movement?

A Muslim.

What do you think?

Only Hindus gave their life for this country?

Millions of Muslims also died.

If you don't believe me,

you can check the list of martyrs at India Gate.

In those days, Congress was referred to as a party of the Hindus

but who was their President?

Maulana Azad.

Maulana.

Can anyone imagine a Maulana

as the president of a political party in today's time?

I am not here to discuss the past of our nation.

I am here to talk about yours.

Leave Maulana aside

and let's talk about Gita.

I've heard enough of your speech.

- Let's go now. - I'll come!

Calm down, please.

There's a bigger game at play here.

and you, Shiva Pandit, are merely a puppet.

Like all puppets, you have no idea what you're being made to do.

By the time you realize the truth,

It'll be too late

To either play along

Or commit suicide.

Understood?

Now if I have your permission, can I change my clothes?

Though honestly...

I could've come like this too.

But whenever I go out in public, I wear a cap.

Politics is all about two faces.

Thankfully, I wear only one cap.

But some people wear the cap of the places they go to

even ten times a day if needed.

But I have one principle.

Wear any cap you like, but don't force yours on others.

Like your masters.

And son, why don't you recite Tagore's poem for uncle in the meantime?

For which you won a prize.

And that too, on the 15th of August.

These are all our heroes, you know.

When the mind is without fear,

and the head is held high.

Where knowledge is free...

Where the world has not been broken up... into fragments.

Shiva.

Shiva... what a coincidence!

I was about to change and look who called.

Sir.

What is going on, Shiva?

I sent him five summons

and he still didn't show up for interrogation.

Shiva, he's a minority MLA.

This is a very delicate matter.

You should have consulted me first!

Interrogating a suspect is a normal procedure.

Don't teach me procedures and protocols, Shiva!

I clearly told you

not to take any action without my orders!

What's your order now, sir?

He demands an apology from you.

He's a suspect, sir.

And you want me to apologise?

If you arrest him now,

it can spark riots!

Before the entire city goes up in flames,

use a bit of your acting skills

and go apologise to him now, Shiva.

That's my order.

Say it... Sorry.

I know... feels bad in the beginning.

But I've no choice.

It's the only way you'll learn.

Say it.

Sorry.

Hey... are you doing me a favour?

Sit.

What did you think?

I'm doing this to satisfy my ego?

No...

I told you to sit and eat.

Those were my manners.

But you refused.

My wife served you Paturi with her own hands.

But you turned it down.

Because your father failed to discipline you,

I am teaching you.

Come on, say sorry again.

- Say it. - Sorry.

Now, say it in Bengali.

[In Bengali] Can you please forgive me?

[In Bengali] Can you please forgive me?

Louder!

[In Bengali] Can you please forgive me?

Very good.

Taimur. Come.

Yes, papa.

See?

Learnt something?

Very good.

Now say goodnight to uncle.

Goodnight, uncle.

Sir.

He used to be in the police long ago.

Dynamic like you.

Once he went to arrest someone.

They burnt his tongue and cut off his penis.

Made him a lunatic.

He's been wandering around since then,

and no one understands what he says.

Broken people don't speak.

They must be heard.

Your time shall come.

I need a drink.

Where can I get it?

What were you looking at?

That is the emblem of India.

The three lions.

The first lion,

Right to Truth.

Truth.

Right to Truth.

The second lion... Right to...

Justice.

I can't speak properly.

Speak to me.

I'll understand.

The third lion is

Right to Life.

There's another lion.

One.

Two.

Three.

And four.

The fourth lion...

We the People.

Which is never seen.

Which doesn't matter.

The decision of Partition... was taken by eight people

Sat on a small table in Delhi.

Not by We the People.

During the partition, they would say

India is made of two nations...

But India is not made up of two nations.

It's made up of numerous nations.

Majority, minority, North, South.

Reserved class, unreserved class.

Jatt...

Gujjar...

Rajput... Maratha...

We've been spilt apart by all this.

And that's why people like them are born.

Look here

People like Ghulam,

Jinnah, Suhrawardy,

Yasin Malik, Yaqoob, Kasab, Sardar. They keep coming.

During the Hindu-Muslim riots,

I collect the sacred threads of the deceased.

Look here.

Anyone can tell Hindus from Muslims

by looking at these threads.

But...

Can you tell me...

Which ones are We the People of India?

Who is an Indian?

No one is an Indian.

No one is an Indian.

No one is an Indian.

No one is an Indian.

No one says they are Indian.

Ice cream, ice cream.

How much for these?

Those are for 150 per kilo and these are 200.

Gita was your friend, right?

Her mother, Tara Mandal.

You know Gita is missing.

Please say something for the sake of your friend.

Please.

Our fields were poisoned.

What if they find out?

Who poisoned it?

Yes, they--

[In Bengali] Go inside.

[In Bengali] What do you want?

Nothing. Thank you.

Who are you?

I forgot.

[In Bengali] What is your name?

Coward.

Impotent.

This is my identity.

Every time I looked at the children of the terrorists.

I would pee my pants.

I would tremble with fear in front of my father.

And now...

When I'm ready to risk my life to take down the enemy of this system...

The institution is trying to crush me.

This is a country of delusional heroes,

A country of lunatics.

They can dance at wedding celebrations,

but they can never get married.

[In Bengali] What are you doing, son?

[In Bengali] Come on. You'll hurt yourself.

- Mother... - Please help me.

Mother, please help me.

[In Bengali] Sit. Sit here.

Please, mother.

Amar.

Amar... you cannot give up.

You cannot bend.

You have to defeat Ghulam.

Ghulam...

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

When India is independent,

Ghulam will be powerless.

Where does he live?

Where does he live?

Where does Ghulam live?

Yes, where does he live?

One minute. I forget things.

[In Bengali] People of Noakhali,

[In Bengali] I am Ghulam!

Noakhali.

Gentlemen, the campaign for Pakistan

began 1200 years ago,

when Mohammad Bin Kasim set his foot in India.

Now this campaign is nearing its completion.

How long will we 100 million Muslims

be slaves to 300 million Hindus?

Listen carefully...

Without the creation of Pakistan,

under Congress rule,

we Muslims will face the same destiny

as the Jews did under Hitler's regime.

Ghulam!

You dare enter our area again.

I strictly told you.

Clear out. Get out.

If you set foot here again,

I'll shoot you down.

What are you looking at? Get out.

Friends, we will take revenge For Calcutta in Noakhali!

Will take revenge.

We will take revenge For Calcutta in Noakhali!

We will take revenge For Calcutta in Noakhali!

- We bow to... - Our Motherland!

- We bow to... - Our Motherland!

- We bow to... - Our Motherland!

You guys leave.

We'll meet in the evening.

Uncle.

The death of your father completely shattered me, Bharati.

I often told him to carry a weapon, but...

He was heavily influenced by Gandhiji.

But your uncle is still alive.

We will take revenge For Calcutta in Noakhali!

Uncle.

I've seen him somewhere.

Mohammad Ghulam Sarawar.

Honestly speaking,

self-appointed custodians of religion.

They have a majority in Noakhali.

This place has only 20% Hindus.

But they are forcing them to convert.

The Muslim League has given them this contract...

To increase their population.

And why is it that, wherever they hold the majority,

Hindus are completely wiped out?

Hindus are still surviving in Noakhali.

Because people like us are standing in between them.

Look. Look.

See...

That's the office of the Congress.

What do you think?

Can they save Hindus?

The Congress and Bapu don't like Hindu Mahasabha.

Who is going to make them understand,

that we cannot face them unarmed?

What kind of India do we desire?

Our India? Hindu India?

Which is our real identity?

Or the European-style secular India.

Can Nehru guarantee...

in his independent and secular India

there will never be any riot or fights.

Everyone will live in harmony.

Chowdhary sir, if I get a chance,

I'll make a file on these people of Delhi...

Showing how they are not letting the partition end.

Even if India is drenched in blood.

What is the solution?

There is a solution.

Let's end this conflict.

Let's give them a piece of Bengal

if that can bring peace.

It's just a piece of land.

Bengal's just a piece of land?

[In Bengali] What do you know about Bengal?

You know the French Renaissance,

how much do you know about the Bengal Renaissance?

What's the origin of spirituality, Vedanta,

and awareness in Hindu philosophy?

From Bengal.

Where did social reforms, and revolution in nationalism originate?

In Bengal.

And you call it a piece of land?

Where was the flame of Jana Gana Mana and Vande Mataram lit?

Bengal...

The Azad Hind Force which the British fear,

where was it formed?

That was Bengal too.

Chaitanya Mahaprabhu, Raja Ram Mohan Roy, Vidya Sagar,

Ramkrishna Paramhans, Bankim Chandra, Maa Sharda,

Jagdish Chandra Bose,

Guru Dev, Vivekanand, Shree Aurobindo, Sharat Babu,

Nazrul Islam, Neta ji...

Are they all a piece of Land?

Goddess Kaali. Goddess Durga.

Also a piece of land?

Science, education, cinema, poetry, painting, sculpting, folk, journalism -

name one field in the world

in which we haven't made innovations.

How can we hand it over?

If you give Bengal to Pakistan,

will you also give Bengali music,

Bengali language and Bengali cuisine?

Just a piece of land you say.

People tried to divide Bengal in 1905.

But what happened?

They had to unite it again.

Why did the British shift their capital

from Calcutta to Delhi?

Because they knew that they could never diminish the conscience of Bengal.

We are Bengalis.

And what we think today, India thinks tomorrow.

If you kill Bengal, India will lose its identity.

It's not a piece of land, but the lighthouse of India!

Lighthouse.

Not just a piece of land.

[In Bengali] Uncle. Does this machine work?

It did... when Bipin Chandrapal and Sri Aurobindo

through their newspaper 'Vande Mataram' lit the fire of revolution.

That was when I started Vande Mataram here as well.

Most of the workers were Muslims...

incited in the name of religion.

They could barely make their ends meet, but still quit.

Then we'll have to fire up the machine again...

If they come at us using religion, We will use ink and intellect.

We are Bengalis after all.

[In Bengali] Hurry up, brother.

[In Bengali] Hurry. Hurry.

[In Bengali] Yes sister.

[In Bengali] Uncle, take a look.

Yes?

- Hello. - Hello.

My name is Ms. Murial Lester.

I am a social worker for Kingsley Hall.

I've been trying to send this report back to England.

It's about Noakhali.

But it seems that there's been total censorship.

This is the report.

You can take a look at it.

It's a...

Oh my, God. Oh my, God.

Oh my, God.

It's okay.

Don't panic. Don't panic.

Stay back. Stay back.

We have not come here to fight, Chowdhary.

We came here to talk.

Came here to talk... with guns?

If you want to continue living here,

then shut this 'Vande Mataram' nonsense down.

Otherwise, you will face the same consequences

as the Congress Office.

Can you stop Noakhali from becoming a part

of Pakistan by publishing this?

Ghulam!

Do you think Noakhali will become

a part of Pakistan because you are saying it?

Noakhali is a Bengali word,

not Arabic or Persian.

My forefathers have been living here

for the past 4000 years.

Every stone has our history written on it.

Ghulam, as the newly appointed clergy,

you're trying to flex your power.

No one can separate me from my motherland

as long as I am alive.

What do you think?

I'll be scared of hoodlums like you?

Hoodlums?

[In Bengali] Roychowdhary, we are not hoodlums.

Not hoodlums, we are revolutionaries.

Get lost.

Revolutionary.

And as you're aware,

Noakhali has received the most number of clergies.

And maximum from our family.

I am a clergy like them.

A revolutionary clergy.

Starting today, you won't print a single piece of news

about me or Noakhali without my permission.

Or what?

And what if we do?

What will you do?

Kill us?

Do you think we're afraid of dying?

Why wait until tomorrow?

Kill me... Kill me now.

What are you thinking?

I am thinking what if I marry you?

Ghulam, stay within your limits.

And also give you a new name.

Ayesha...

Ayesha Jahan.

Isn't it a nice name?

Ayesha Jahan.

Hey... keep your distance.

Don't you dare?

I see...

so the landlord has invited Sikhs to challenge us.

I've dealt with the likes of you.

I've lost count of how many I slaughtered in the World War.

And I don't slaughter like this...

I slaughter like this...

If I see you here again,

I'll turn you into dog food.

Now out!

Mr. Landlord,

we'll meet again.

Get out.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Out.

Stay back.

Did you have to say that?

It's the only language they understand.

We have to teach them our language,

not learn theirs.

[In Bengali] Hey Anwar, are you done?

[In Bengali] Yes yes.

Bharati.

Get lost.

Shoo.

[In Bengali] Father, where are we heading?

[In Bengali] Noakhali is no more a place to stay.

[In Bengali] My husband has been killed.

[In Bengali] Our homes have been burnt.

[In Bengali] We are doomed.

[In Bengali] Don't worry... everything will be fine, we will come back.

[In Bengali] No one's going anywhere.

[In Bengali] No one's going anywhere.

[In Bengali] No, no, go back.

[In Bengali] I said go back.

[In Bengali] Brother, this is for Chandrapur

[In Bengali] and this one's for Laxmipur...

[In Bengali] From today no newspaper will go out of Noakhali.

[In Bengali] Why?

[In Bengali] The newspaper will only be circulated within Noakhali.

[In Bengali] Please leave.

[In Bengali] I said leave.

Hey... how can you do this?

[In Bengali] Get lost.

[In Bengali] I will slash you now.

[In Bengali] Get back.

[In Bengali] No one goes anywhere.

[In Bengali] Get back I said.

[In Bengali] Hey, go back.

A true good human being is the one

who feels the pain of others.

A true good human being is the one

who feels the pain of others.

Bapu.

This is what remains of my husband.

My in laws were all slaughtered.

By the Miyar Fauj.

My daughters were...

One of them was six months pregnant.

They shoved a rod inside her.

Then they grabbed me and...

They didn't even let my family be cremated.

They were buried in the ground.

This bone is all I am left with...

a single bone, in the name of my entire family.

Bapu, you preach non-violence.

So what should we do?

[In Bengali] Let's light the lamps all over.

[In Bengali] Spread them all over.

Really nice.

How are you?

[In Bengali] Welcome sister.

Hello.

How are you Aunty?

Amar.

I will get rasgullas for you right away.

Where is Bharati?

Bharati is getting ready inside.

Still getting ready.

Bharati.

[In Bengali] Uncle, did you take the medicines?

[In Bengali] All okay?

Bharati... you are not ready yet?

Almost done, uncle.

Get ready quickly.

- I want you to meet someone. - Yes.

Thank you, aunty.

[In Bengali] Come, sister.

You're looking so cute.

Amar...

[In Bengali] Would you kindly read my horoscope Swamiji?

[In Bengali] Leave it all to God, son.

Did you light the lamp at the printing press?

It completely slipped my mind.

Bharati. Come meet Swamiji.

He came over especially to perform the veneration.

- Take his blessings. - Of course.

Bharati.

- Amar. - Greetings.

That's my wife, my eldest son.

My grandsons and daughters.

It will take forever to meet everyone.

All of Noakhali is our family.

You should call your home a district.

Come.

- Shall we prepare for the veneration? - Uncle.

We have to light the lamp at the printing press.

It's okay, we can do it later.

Come on.

Without Goddess Laxmi's blessings, how will our newspaper prosper?

That's true.

Be back before the veneration starts.

[In Bengali] Yes got it, the marketplace was crowded.

[In Bengali] Fauj has come... run!

Guns. Guns.

Get the guns.

These are Miyar Fauj goons.

Glory to Goddess Kaali.

Allah is the greatest.

[In Bengali] Go to the terrace.

Blessed with wealth, adorned with flowers

Chowdhary!

This mother earth of ours.

In the midst of this is a country

More splendid than all other countries.

This country is created with dreams and embraced with memories

Nowhere will you find a country like this.

She is the queen of all countries, She is my motherland.

She is my motherland.

Bring everyone out. Bring them out.

[In Bengali] - Where is Chowdhary? - I don't know.

Tell me. Tell me.

[In Bengali] - Where is Chowdhary? - I don't know.

[In Bengali] Tell me. Where is Chowdhary?

[In Bengali] I am over here, Ghulam.

I am born in this country , may I breathe my last here

I am born in this country , may I breathe my last here

Get up, Chowdhary.

Get up.

Your reign ends today.

From this moment on, only Allah will be worshipped in this village.

Before you die, Chowdhary, say

Long Live Pakistan!

Long Live Pakistan!

I bow to my Motherland...

Say "Long live Pakistan"!

I bow to my Motherland...

Long Live Pakistan!

I bow to my Motherland...

Long Live... Pakistan!

Long Live Pakistan!

Who is going to save you all now?

Is he going to save you all?

Long Live Pakistan!

Long Live Pakistan!

Bapu.

Do you still think supporting the Khilafat movement was the right choice?

Bapu?

Good afternoon.

Okay. Please, come.

Welcome, Mr. Gandhi.

Hello.

Please.

Every Monday, I observe complete silence.

Of course.

It's my bad luck that you invited me on a Monday.

Mr. Gandhi,

you must know I tried my very best

to hold India together.

I wanted to inform you...

that both Congress and the Muslim League

have agreed to partition India.

I've decided to set the date of independence

for the 15th August 1947.

You know very well, that until my last breath...

I will never agree to the division of India.

Please excuse me, I must leave now.

India is burning.

I must work for Hindu-Muslim unity.

Come.

Jinnah Sir is here.

My heart is saying this partition is not good for this continent.

Yes, he has come.

Please come Mr. Jinnah... I think we should cover him.

Jinnah sir.

I beg your pardon, sir.

You always talked about Pakistan for 100 million Muslims.

But are you aware that 45 million Muslims

have chosen to remain in India?

What is your message to those 45 million Muslims in India?

I believe Indian Muslims

will be good citizens.

They will follow India's secular Constitution.

and thrive under the leadership of Nehru.

If you are convinced that Muslims will prosper

Under Indian governance,

then what was the point of creating Pakistan?

Surely the Hindu Congress has sent you.

Not at all.

My name is Agha Jaleel Kashmiri,

and I'm the editor of Lahore's Chhattan magazine.

And I too have decided to stay back in India.

On behalf of the people of Pakistan,

we wish Indian citizens a Happy Independence.

- Are we meeting here? - Yes.

Bye.

One second. Excuse me.

Listen, you wanted to speak to me the other day.

I promise I am not recording today,

and I won't tell your father anything.

Just speak to me once, please.

One second.

You and I are the same age, right?

Girl power, come on.

Okay, fine.

What are you studying?

First-year, law.

Nice.

But I have quit college.

I am getting married next month.

What?

You are quitting education for marriage?

What will I achieve through education?

I also want to live.

Will anyone come to my rescue if I continue studying?

You should also run away.

Come on, man.

If we start behaving like this, then how will this work?

We?

You-me.

We the people. Citizens of India.

If we don't speak up against sexual crimes

and land-grabbing cases,

then who will...

Which people?

The oppressors or the oppressed?

Which citizens of India are you referring to?

Those who shove rods in a woman's private parts?

Or those who label them as Hindus or Muslims?

Which We the People are you talking about?

Those scared of going to the police?

Or those scared to ask for justice in court?

We the people,

who are scared to venture out of their homes.

Afraid to roam the streets.

Terrified of local bullies

and powerful people.

Afraid to speak the truth. scared when a girl child is born.

Afraid of the system if their daughter gets raped.

Which people?

This is the ancestral land of the hijab girl.

And that's the land registry.

But look at the board.

Whose wife is she?

And a list of directors in her company.

All of them... are ministers.

Do you still doubt that Gita...

Do you still doubt that Gita... is in their custody?

Sardar kidnapped Gita because

she was about to expose his land-grab mafia, period.

Even I know that.

But we need evidence. Evidence.

To hell with your law.

It's crap.

What's the point of having a law which cannot protect anyone.

Even you are from CBI. But what did you achieve?

They hurled stones at you.

So Sardar is running a full-blown mafia,

but no one dares to challenge him.

Alright.

You wait for evidence.

During this time, whether Gita lives or dies

won't matter.

Goodnight.

Why would anyone hear Gita's screams?

She is just a girl. Just a number, right?

Forget it. You won't understand either.

Not one,

I've heard millions of screams.

[In Kashmiri] Convert, die, run!

[In Kashmiri] Convert, die, run!

Keeps echoing in my head!

And screams in the background...

and one of them was my mother.

And I won't understand?

You try to understand, Gauri.

It's a sensitive issue.

One wrong step and it will turn into a Hindu-Muslim issue.

Why does everything always come down to Hindu-Muslim?

I swear, I don't know

if the Hindu-Muslim issue will ever be resolved

I'll probably die of suffocation long before that happens.

The Partition that started in 1947, is still going on,

and it's never going to end.

And you know why?

Because people like you

the ones who can bring change...

choose to stay silent.

People are right when they say...

India will never progress.

Where are you going?

Where a journalist should be going.

Don't go there alone.

I am not alone.

My conscience is with me.

Where is she?

Because your master said so?

Your master said so.

Why?

Where is Gita?

Where is Gita?

Speak up.

Speak up.

Tell me where she is!

Where is she?

Leave me.

[In Bengali] Sir... this is not right.

[In Bengali] There will be bloodshed.

Come you swine. Come on.

Just because you're a minority...

You will murder...

You will rape...

Come on, rascal.

Where is Gita?

Speak up.

Speak up.

Where is Gita?

Where is Gita?

Speak up.

Where is Gita?

Speak up.

I'll tell you. I'll tell you.

- I need to pee... - Pee where you are sitting.

Speak up. Speak up!

You have to give me a guarantee.

No guarantee.

Speak up.

Sir...

Shiva, come back to Delhi right now.

Look at this.

And this.

And this!

There's more.

I told you to diffuse the fire,

not start another one.

I did not spark the riots, sir.

These riots are part of Sardar Husseini's political strategy

so that public attention shifts to these riots

and it becomes a Hindu Muslim matter

and we all forget that

Gita still remains in the custody of Sardar.

You are making serious allegations against a minority MLA.

So should we allow him to commit murders just because he's a minority?

Let him rape little girls and women?

He is a minority, so we allow him to divide India from within.

Is this why you're writing a new book of law?

If we want to bring people like Sardar Husseini to justice

perhaps we do need a new book of law.

They hurled stones at CBI.

While the local police watched the spectacle. Why?

Because in Sardar's country,

run by Sardar's constitution, he gets to decide...

what case gets filed, and what gets buried.

Just like Kashmir in the 1990s.

It's a game for the vote bank.

And change of demography for the vote bank.

He uses his prawns business as a front,

but his main business is illegal migrations

for political parties.

These migrants become fake voters,

with ration cards and IDs handed to them for free.

They get free ration.

That's how they end up benefiting from the Mafia.

Political parties get a loyal vote bank,

Sardar gets loads of money and political protection,

Meaning... total freedom.

Changing demography is an old game, sir.

When illegal immigrants rise to 10%,

they become vote banks.

Next, they demand their own candidate.

After rising to 20%,

they demand their rights.

And after reaching 30% they demand their own country.

It has a history.

On Direct Action Day, the contract for communal riots was given

to the underworld and Muslim League.

And thus began a new game.

New business...

The business of Goons on rent.

Building vote banks, illegal seizure of land or property,

violence in elections, communal riots...

Rent-a-mob.

Looks like you have done extensive research on riots instead of the investigation.

I didn't have to, sir.

My grandmother told me how,

before Independence, she wasn't allowed to play outside.

Why?

Because there could be Hindu-Muslim riots.

40 years after Independence, when I was still a kid in Kashmir,

Mom used to warn me against going outside.

There could be Hindu-Muslim riots.

And funnily enough,

even after 80 years of Independence,

when I travel to Bengal as an IPS officer,

the local police told me...

Don't step out.

There might be Hindu-Muslim riots.

In fact, even you said the same thing.

They are afraid.

People are afraid.

Afraid of the riot mafia.

What is the solution for this fear, sir?

Should every home keep a gun?

Would that be wrong?

If we truly want to give people the right to life,

then we must destroy this mafia.

And for that, we must draft a third book.

We have all become a part of this mafia now.

You, me and all those

Who swore to protect

"We the People".

We are the enablers.

And now, we're the mafia.

Who isn't a part of this mafia now?

Politicians, MP, MLA, NGO, Police...

even media, artists, civil servants, industrialists.

All of them. They all are a part of it.

The only one who's been left out is the common man.

The poor man who never got the chance to be a part of it.

And this poor man is called "We the People of India".

For whom this country was built.

The country, the constitution, government, judiciary, everything.

And today...

he means nothing.

Because he doesn't matter.

For God's sake, shut up, Shiva.

I won't shut up!

Rajesh uncle, I also have a voice.

If my department and my mentor won't listen to me,

then who will listen to the common people?

What options does the common man have?

Who does he turn to with his problems?

Has this country lost its ability to listen?

Fine.

Speak. I am listening.

Why did we achieve Independence?

Was it to build malls, roads and bridges?

No, sir.

We fought for our Independence...

for the right to life.

For the value of life...

the dignity of life...

And no one in the world would ever dare to write...

"Dogs and Indians not allowed".

We earned our Independence so another Indian doesn't have to die in the riots.

Why does an Indian's life not matter anymore?

Why, even after 80 years, are we fighting

the same old communal politics?

Are we really free?

Then why are we so powerless?

Because we have no right to life,

no right to truth,

no right to justice.

What nonsense.

If I am talking nonsense,

then why am I in Delhi?

Why not in Kashmir?

In my home?

When we were driven out of Kashmir,

I used to always think...

What is India?

Then I realised...

India is like the holy Ganges.

Pure...

After it's confluence with Yamuna,

it becomes Mother Ganga (purer).

The rivers and canals that connect to it,

also share her purity.

But what if some polluted streams

refuse to shed their impurities even after joining Mother Ganga,

What do we do then, sir?

The former police officer, who people call mute and crazy,

Used to collect the sacred Threads of dead people.

Anyone can identify which thread belongs to Hindus

or the Muslims.

But I have a question, sir.

And only you can answer my question.

Which thread belongs to an Indian?

Shiva.

The inquiry commission...

has recommended your suspension.

Do you have any clue...

about the consequences you'll be facing?

You'll be charged with violence.

and could face up to seven years of jail.

And you'll also be tried for inciting people

and causing communal riots.

Your life is going to become hell.

Sir, I've done my duty with sincerity.

Your sincerity can cause governments to collapse.

Spark communal unrest in the country.

And people will say that a Kashmiri Pandit

let Bengal burn to seek revenge.

That was not my intention.

If that wasn't your intention,

then go and diffuse the situation first.

Can you do it?

Sir, I'll do everything in my power to stop these riots.

Tell me... what do I have to do?

You will have to compromise.

Compromise? With whom?

With Sardar Husseini.

Uncle...

Shiva. You are like my son.

I want you to succeed.

Son... I promised your mother,

that's why I got you out of forensics and sent you there.

So that you climb the ladder of success.

Wasn't my mother...

murdered in Rainavari?

Yes.

That's where your house was.

You were the SP in charge then, right?

Speak in hints in the pastures and meadows.

O Radha, Goddess of love.

Speak in hints in the pastures and meadows.

Let no one guess, understand or know it.

Mother Bharati.

For few days in your heart.

For few days in your heart.

Mother Bharati.

I need your help.

- Yes. - Please, help me.

What do you need?

Try to remember...

was Gita with you that night?

Which night?

The night she disappeared.

- Who disappeared? - Gita.

Who were those people?

Which people? I don't know anything.

Look... this is your house.

And that's Gita's room.

This one.

Gita came out to this place.

And you saw...

She was attacked

Please leave.

Leave... I don't know anything.

Try to remember. Please, help me.

I don't remember anything. Please leave.

Do you remember that you are Bharati Banerjee?

Yes.

- Remember? - I am Bharati Banerjee.

Who is this?

[In Bengali] What are you doing? What are you doing?

[In Bengali] What are you doing?

[In Bengali] Leave me.

[In Bengali] I am Bharati Banerjee. I am Bharati Banerjee.

- You're Bharati Banerjee? - Yes.

Gita disappeared in front of your eyes.

Where is Gita?

Amar. Amar.

- That night, Gita... - Amar. Amar!

[In Bengali] Amar. Oh, God.

Where is Gita?

[In Bengali] - Gita... - I don't know.

She was attacked here.

- I don't know. - Amar. Amar.

- Where is Gita? - Save me, Amar.

Ghulam... it's Ghulam...

Save me.

Please, stop this!

There is no Amar!

Amar.

Bharati...

It's Amar.

It's your Amar.

Bharati, I am back.

I am Amar. Remember?

Amar.

Amar.

Amar?

Amar, you're back.

You're back, Amar.

Amar... Amar...

Everyone says that I keep forgetting.

But I haven't forgotten.

I remember... I remember everything.

Ghulam... he was here.

He was here that night.

I remember...

When did Ghulam show up?

Did he show up on 5th February?

- No, no. - 5th February.

No, no, not on the 5th...

How could you forget, Amar?

It was the day of independence.

Last edition of...

Vande Mataram.

Come with me.

- Come on. - Amar.

Come on. Have a look.

You know I am afraid of heights.

I know you are, but not today.

Look, Bharati.

Take one last, long look.

A hundred years from now,

no one will remember this was ever part of India.

Only 15 minutes to go.

In just 15 minutes, India will be free.

And tomorrow morning, we'll leave for Kolkata-

In free India.

No more communal violence.

Everyone will have a right to life.

No more violence.

But will it happen?

It will.

It will surely happen.

If God exists, He won't let the sacrifice of people go in vain.

This country will be run by politicians and not God, Bharati.

No, we'll run this country.

Us.

We the people of India.

Do you know what Swami Vivekanand ji said?

Give me 100 committed Indians and I will change the destiny of India.

He couldn't find 100 volunteers while he was alive.

But I...am one of them.

Me too.

So, does that make two or eleven?

This...

is one.

My Motherland, she is my Motherland.

She is my Motherland.

The moon, sun, planets and stars,

where will you find such sparkling streams

where do you find lightning play with the dark clouds.

After ages witnessed something so beautiful.

Something so peaceful.

Maybe this is the last time

someone will sing for India in this place.

Run... Run!

Run... Run!

Where is my son?

Miyar Fauj has arrived.

Bharati. Come on.

Allah is the greatest!

Just use it. Don't think.

Bharati!

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

Bharati!

How are you, Ayesha Jahan?

Bharati Banerjee!

Bharati Banerjee?

[In Bengali] Friends, this woman's name is Bharati Banerjee.

[In Bengali] Her father... was a judge.

[In Bengali] Our very own Justice Banerjee.

Friends, she's the daughter of the same Justice Banerjee,

I slaughtered publicly at the petrol pump.

Who did I slaughter?

Justice Banerjee! Justice Banerjee! Justice Banerjee!

Justice Banerjee! Justice Banerjee! Justice Banerjee!

Kill him!

Don't spare him Slit that monster's throat.

Kill him!

Hey...

Face me if you are a man.

Come on.

Come here.

Whoever defiles her dignity today... will be called a true Ghazi.

Come on.

Leave her!

Bharati.

What did you say the other day?

How do you slaughter?

Not like this...

Like this. Isn't it?

Tie the rascal up.

Leave.

Like this.

Leave.

We won't slaughter him yet.

In five minutes, Pakistan becomes independent.

After that...

right here, in front of everyone...

he will be split in half,

when the clock strikes midnight...

Bharati.

- Amar. - Bharati.

You have to live.

Bharati. You have to live.

Whatever happens...

Amar.

We'll always be together.

No...

What should we do with her?

Should we convert her to Ayesha Jahan right at this moment?

Don't touch her she is pure. She will always be Bharati.

Bharati.

Don't be afraid, Ayesha Jahan.

I won't kill you.

I will let you live.

So you continue living... as Bharati.

But no one's going to treat you as Bharati anymore.

I bow to Goddess Kaali.

[Writing in Urdu] Ayesha Jahan

Look, Ayesha Jahan. It's midnight.

Pakistan is free.

Before you die say,

Long live Pakistan!

- Long live... - Pakistan!

[In Punjabi] Whoever utters his name, shall be blessed.

[In Punjabi] True is the Eternal One

Say it, Long live Pakistan!

We bow to our Motherland!

Split him in half.

We bow to our...

Motherland!

Amar...

At the stroke of the midnight hour,

when the world sleeps.

India will awake to life and freedom.

A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history.

When we step out from the old to the new...

It's not the end of partition...

it's just the beginning.

It's an unfinished project.

Don't tell anyone...

Ghulam is alive.

Gita...

He even took Gita.

One minute. One minute.

Look... that's Gita.

She is also Gita.

Gita... she was just a child.

Ghulam doesn't spare children either.

Do you have a picture of Ghulam?

Yes...

Ghulam.

Ghulam...

Ghulam!

Ghulam!

I am scared. Very scared.

Ghulam is not alone.

There are many like him.

I am afraid of the police.

Even the politicians who give speeches

Collectors, Lawyers, Judges...

they all serve Ghulam.

They... will come here and they will...

No, no... yuck!

[In Bengali] Dirty!

I've endured a lot, Amar.

Your Bharati was beaten up.

But I... didn't die.

You told me to stay alive.

See... I am alive.

They changed my name.

But I didn't let Bharati die.

Everyone left me.

Mom, dad, uncle...

and Amar too.

Now I am totally alone...

and old.

I am scared.

They will kill me.

Oh God... I've never done anything wrong in my life.

I've done nothing wrong.

One...

Except for one...

I should have killed Ghulam that day.

I made a mistake.

I was wrong.

I was wrong.

I was wrong.

Bapu was wrong.

Tell me... are you IPS?

Do you carry a gun?

Will you give it to me?

I'm scared. I need it.

Not for killing anyone.

Only self-defence.

Self-defence.

I won't kill anyone, except for Ghulam.

I will kill Ghulam.

[In Bengali] Oh, God. What am I doing?

[In Bengali] I am not a murderer.

[In Bengali] I am not a murderer.

[In Bengali] Forgive me. Forgive me, God.

[In Bengali] What am I doing?

[In Bengali] What am I becoming?

[In Bengali] I am not a murderer.

[In Bengali] Forgive me, God.

[In Bengali] Forgive me.

[In Bengali] Forgive me.

[In Bengali] Forgive me.

Sardar.

Did you frisk him?

Yes.

Let him in.

[In Bengali] You guys stay downstairs. Don't disturb us.

Okay, sir.

Come, Pandit ji.

When the police want to apprehend a criminal,

they first arrest his mistress.

Do you know why?

Because the mistresses know all the secrets of the criminals.

When the criminal goes to jail,

the police sleeps with the mistress.

Maybe that's why you've never seen a mistress go to jail.

But do you know...

who the mistress is in your system?

Me.

Ego doesn't lead anywhere.

In the end, everyone becomes part of this system.

And how does one become part of this system?

Come, I'll show you.

Gita.

Make no mistakes.

Please.

Sardar, stop this.

Stop this.

I said stop this.

You were asking...

What you must do?

First, you have to stop thinking and feeling.

Come, let's eat.

Come on.

Join the system and you'll be promoted to DGP.

Politics or money, choose anything you want.

You think the CM has power?

Real power is here, with me.

What must I do?

Whatever I say.

So, you rape and murder my sisters,

and I cover them up?

Absolutely correct.

Correct...

You want to slit my tongue and turn make me mute?

Turn me into a coward...

So I clap in your presence.

You want me to be your mistress,

so you can engrave your name on my arm.

Ghulam's mistress!

I am not Ghulam.

I am Sardar...

Does it really matter?

Be it Ghulam or Sardar...

Names and faces may change,

but the game remains the same.

Amar.

You're back.

Look what I found.

A file on those ministers in Delhi...

Which you had made in Noakhali.

I have killed Ghulam.