All language subtitles for GRAHAN . 2021 . S01 EP05 - Pehchaan

Today I've packed Amu's favourite
potato pancakes for lunch.

You haven't worn
your shoes yet, dear.

I won't go to school.

Why?

All the kids tease me,
make fun of me.

Why don't I have a mother?

Why didn't you tell them about
this big mother that you have?

I did.

But everyone has a father like you,
but they have a mother too.

Sweetheart, their moms and dads
together can't love them

as much as I love you.

Isn't that right?

Just like
I am your daughter and son.

Exactly like that!

So sweetie's world is her father,
and her father's world is who?

-Me.
-No, I couldn't hear you.

Me, Amu!

Yes, Amu!

j& Bless us
So we strengthen our minds j&

j& May we be victorious j&

j& Before praising others j&

j& Bless us
So we strengthen our minds j&

Your father and I...

we swore to raise you
with lots of love.

-But--
-But?

But...

he was never with me
even when we were together.

His mind would always meander
to someplace else.

Your father is a nice man, but--

But then why was I told
that my mother is dead?

I couldn't... stay with your father
in Patna.

I returned to Bokaro.

Saini uncle was starting a school,

and I joined him here.

And then I got busy
with the children here.

And your child?

No one ever thought about me.

How can the two of you
be so selfish?

We did all this for your sake.

If you had thought about me,

then I would've never grown up
without my mother.

If you didn't want to stay
with your husband, that was fine.

That's your choice.
I can understand.

But why did you leave me?

Why was I told
that my mother is dead?

This is nice.

When the two of you have
nothing to say, you start crying,

Wait, wait.
Stop here for a minute.

THAKUR SWEETS STORE

Ma'am, I'll be right back.

I'll go check as well, madam.

Is this Ramakant Thakur's shop?

Ramakant Thakur?

Ma'am, we got
Ramakant Thakur's address.

I see.

He lives nearby
in the bus-stand colony.

Ma'am, my father's health is weak.

So please be careful.

Don't worry.
We'll be very careful.

THAKUR
HOUSE

Father.

They are from Ranchi Police.

Remember I told you about them.

I am Amrita Singh.

Vikas Mandal.

Riots broke out
near your shop in '84.

You'd filed an FIR
at the police station?

Are you investigating

after all these years?

I admit
it wasn't probed much earlier,

but your statement
can make a lot of difference.

It was utter chaos.

Countless lives were lost that day.

Countless.

Who were the people that did this?

Rishi.

Jhandu.

Raghav.

Guru.

Many people were involved.

And Guru used to work in our shop.

He was there too.

Are these boys still here?

-Or have they left?
-They must all be in hell

paying for their deeds.

Guru?

I heard he became a wanderer.

Some say he turned insane.

Some say he's dead.

I wonder where he is.
I don't know.

Satnam Saini said you were with him
when his shop was attacked.

You saw everything.

I saw everything.

Rishi and Jhandu
entered Mr. Saini's shop

-and began looting the place.
-Mr. Saini sir...

There was a huge mob
of boys outside.

Break the lock and take everything.

They were spreading too much chaos.

That's when Rishi came out...

-Jhandu, hey!
-...and set Mr. Saini's car on fire.

I was hiding behind my shop.

-Watching everything.
-Go away.

I saw everything
but could do nothing.

What will you get
by breaking cheap bulbs?

Burn his expensive car to ashes.

I don't need your advice.

I want to show Saini his place.

Hey! What are you
going to find there?

Set the car on fire.

Light it up.

Come on.

Let's go.

Jhandu, what are you doing there?
Let's go.

We couldn't get to
Mr. Saini's home on time

because of Rishi.

Everything was over by then.

Everything...

Everything, everything!

We couldn't do anything.

Who is Rishi?

He was Chunnu's right-hand man.

He got Rishi his job
at the steel plant.

He was Mr. Chhabra's tenant.

He destroyed the very man

who gave him
a roof over his head.

Drink some water.

No, Mr. Mandal. Not you.

You're a respectable man.

I am a small man.

But... please don't insist.

My shop
was in Bokaro's main market.

Mine, Kawaljit Chhabra's,
Satwant Saini's,

and many others.

We all lived together
with great harmony and love.

But these people ruined everything

and left nothing.

Nothing at all.

Can I show you a picture?

Yes.

Rishi! That's him.

He's the one.
Hang him immediately.

He ruined everything!

It's him.

Sandhya, go check on Vikas.

-But, ma'am--
-I'll manage. You go on.

Okay.

His name is Rishi?

Yes, that's him.
He's Rishi.

That's Rishi.

And not Gurusevak?

Gurusevak?

No, dear, this is Rishi.

Did you know any Gurusevak at all?

Gurusevak?

-No--
-He was here during the riots?

Worked at the steel plant?

Not at all, child.
I've never known him.

Where is Gyan Sahay's house?

The one next to this,
on the right.

-Next to this one?
-Yes.

Glory to Lord Krishna...

Yes?

Mr. Gyan Sahay?

Yes.

Please come in.

He's all over the news these days.

Was he there that day?
On 31st October and 1st November?

No.

He didn't.

Do you clearly remember?

That day is etched on my mind
like a movie.

How can I forget?

Chunnu Singh didn't show up
that day.

Chunnu meaning Sanjay Singh.

Yes, of course.
He's Sanjay Singh now.

Back then he was popularly known
as Chunnu Singh.

He used to do odd jobs
here and there.

So, tell me how was the money
withdrawn from the account?

Two boys had shown up that day.

-Two boys?
-Yes.

Do you have any idea
who these boys were?

The one who signed
on the cheque was...

He had a nice name
starting with an R...

Ravi...

Rishi Ranjan.

Rishi Ranjan was his name.

-Rishi Ranjan?
-Yes.

And who was this--

In those days, these boys would
run errands for Chunnu Singh,

-who is Sanjay Singh now.
-I see.

Goons to be more specific.

How do you know
they worked for Sanjay Singh?

Back in those days,
minus the plant,

Bokaro was a small city.

If you were in the neighbourhood
a couple of times,

everyone would know you.

This is common in small towns
where people know each other.

-Yes.
-This is nothing new.

I'll show you a picture.

Do you know him?

That's him.
That's Rishi Ranjan.

He came to the bank that day.

Did you see him rioting?

No. I was in the bank.
How could I see him?

People told me later.

There were rumours that
the money came from much higher

and these guys made full use of it.

-I see.
-It was very bad.

Thank you.

Amu.

Even I love Papa a lot.

-He's my only family.
-Yes.

But the man everyone is talking
about is not the man I know.

Everyone's calling him a rioter.

They all hate him.

Please tell me.

If he was Rishi,

then who is Gurusevak?

Why was he in the riots?

I want to know the truth.

Tell me.

You kept me in the dark
all my life.

In trying to understand him...

I've started doubting
everything I know about myself.

Don't think that way, Amu.

Please don't call me Amu.

Amrita, everything your father did

was for the sake of his love.

If he loved you so much,
then why did you part ways?

Because he loved Manu.

Manu?

Manjeet Chhabra.

She lives in Canada now.

But it'll be best if your father
tells you about it.

I don't want to know anything
from you or Papa anymore.

I thought
it was the right thing to do.

There's no point
in hiding anything now.

No, no!

The secret we protected for
so long can't be revealed like this.

-If she finds out--
-What do you think?

No harm has been done yet?

When she came here,
she looked shattered.

Trust Amrita.

Tell her everything.

Pragya,

at least you support me.

I am supporting you.

I can talk to her if you let me.

I'll talk to Amu in my own way.

I'll talk to her myself.
I explain to her.

As you wish.

So, it's decided.

I'll go over to the gurdwara

and find an auspicious date
in the next two weeks.

That's great, brother.

I'll inform
all my relatives as well.

The sooner this wedding
takes place the better. Good.

And the sooner
she'll have her own family.

The situation is getting worse.

We hear it on the news every day.

You're absolutely right.

Tea.

And anyway he has to return
to Canada next month.

You're crying.
Are you not well?

Is she crying?

-What's the matter?
-It's not easy to leave one's family

and go to a foreign land.

I started crying three months
before my wedding.

Honestly.

Me too, sister.

Tea.

What's wrong with you?

I've brought these offerings
for you.

Forget the offerings.

He's running a fever
since two days

and didn't bother to tell anyone.

It's just a fever, Manu.

I'll get better
in a couple of days.

You keep at it,
and they'll get me married.

I am not going to Canada.

I would rather die
than get married.

Don't say that.
I'll do something.

Papa will send me away next week

while you sit here doing nothing.

Wise guy.

She is running a fever too.

Manu...

Run away together.

You can't live without each other.

Chhath festival starts in two days.

Everyone will be busy.

Both of you can escape
in the crowd.

Ma'am, those widowed and orphaned
in the riots live in this colony.

They do odd jobs for a living.

Those who survive
are devoured by time.

We get ample time to contemplate.

I try to fathom
why it all happened.

Whether it's the Jallianwala Bagh

or the '84 riots.

The woman jumping in the well
doesn't know what her fault was.

Our neighbouring aunt suggested
we lock the door from outside

and say that
they're not in the city.

Next morning her husband
pried the lock open,

and...

he was trying to break down
the door.

He was screaming.

The four of us were
scared and remained inside.

Mom and Papa hid us under the bed.

Then Papa opened the door.

Don't hit him.

Oh, God!

Don't hit him.

Hit her!

Don't hit him.

Don't hit him.

Stop...
Run assholes...

Run, you assholes!
Trying to be goons all of you.

Get lost, assholes!

Are you two all right?

What are you watching?
Help them!

Don't be scared.
Don't be scared at all.

Jaiswal.

Jaiswal!

Coming, sir!

Who was the policeman?

Don't know.
I didn't see his face.

Did you recognise

any of those rioters?

The guy
who set the house on fire,

Guru, worked at the teashop
father used to visit.

-He set the house on fire.
-Guru! This Sardar's still breathing.

We'll clean the entire city.

And your brother?

Where is he nowadays?

He spent the rest of his life
in and out of de-addiction centres.

He committed suicide last year.

We're sorry.

And Guru.

He's stuck somewhere
between life and death.

He now serves
the very community he killed.

Is he here?
In Bokaro?

He lives in the gurdwara.

He's gone insane.

-I'll be right back.
-Yes.

-Vikas.
-Yes, ma'am.

-He's gone insane?
-Tell me, Batuk.

The phone we found
on Santosh Jaiswal

frequently called one number
last month.

Is it? Whose number is it?

The number is registered
to an Usman Alam.

When I reached the address,
it was locked.

I see.

Ask Santosh's wife Vaani.

She's on a hunger strike
with Sanjay Singh.

But I'll still try.

Call me immediately
if you find anything.

Okay.

Papa!

Spare my child.

Leave me! Let me go!

Someone save him!

Ma'am, are you okay?

This is affecting you a lot.

Because it concerns
the Sikh community, isn't it?

Aren't you affected?

If someone isn't affected

after knowing what happened,
then something is wrong with them.

Do you know any Gurunam?

No.

Someone told me
he lives here.

Guru or Gurunam.

-Gurunam the madman?
-Yes.

Go and ask there.

Gurunam.

Gurunam.

Guru.

Nothing has changed.
What's done is done.

Why did you come here now?

Repeating the same thing
over and over again.

Were you saying something?

-Again and again.
-Can you speak louder?

I didn't say a thing.

I wasn't saying anything.

Would my statement
make a difference?

Will it change anything?

Will anything change?

The year 1984 has been etched
in the heart of Bokaro.

It doesn't matter what you do.

Every time they talk about this city,
that day will be mentioned.

We cannot change what happened.

But if you tell us the truth,

then we can stop it
from happening again.

Nothing is in our hands.

Someone else is planning it.

But it's in our hands to try.

I see.

Do riots and trouble
come with a warning?

There's hatred inside you...

in me...

in all of us.

Hatred towards food,
hatred towards wealth,

hatred towards your father,
hatred towards your mother,

hatred towards lovers.

And when rumours spread,

this very hatred
turns into a weapon.

A lethal weapon.

It takes just one person
to spread a rumour.

Just one.

But we all chase after it
like hungry dogs.

No one knows why they are doing it
and for what.

They are just doing it.

The word "Sikh" means student.

It represents valour,
bravery, self-respect.

And this word was
being murdered, slandered.

Who was spreading rumours?

Using hatred?

Chunnu Singh.

He declared rewards
for attacking the Sikhs.

Take the list of traitors
in your neighbourhood

and clean the city.

Rs. 500 for every Sardar,

and Rs. 800 for Baldev Singh.

Come back here tomorrow
and collect your reward.

If your blood hasn't boiled yet,

then it's water running
in your veins!

If your blood hasn't boiled yet,

then it's water running
in your veins!

We'll slaughter every Sardar!

We'll kill a dozen, not one!

We'll slaughter every Sardar!

We'll kill a dozen, not one!

-Guru.
-Yes.

-Let me pass.
-You're not going anywhere.

Rascal!

What are you doing, Guru?
Let me go, Guru.

Let me go, Guru.

Have you lost your mind?

Let me go.
Have you lost your mind?

Let me go.

Let me go, man.

Mummy!

Go inside.

Go inside, Tanu!

Mummy!

Everything that happened...

what you did

and saw,

will you say it in the court?

Yes.

We're keeping you here for now.

We'll record your statement in front
of a Ranchi magistrate tomorrow.

You'd mentioned a policeman.

Yes.

He tried to stop the riots.

Yes.

Do you remember his name?

No.

And who was the officer

who told him to leave?

Maybe it was...

Gautam Patidar.

He was the station incharge.

He'd visit our teashop for tea.

-What's the news, Amrita?
-Sir, there's progress.

It's of no use
if the CM doesn't know.

Sir, we found a rioter from '84.

Sir, he was present
during the planning.

He's heard Sanjay Singh
give provocative speeches.

What?

He's still alive after 30 years?

-What's his name?
-His name is Guru.

We've taken him into custody.

He's prepared
to give his statement,

but I don't want to involve local
police before taking his statement.

Good job.

Take his statement and keep
updating me about the progress.

Yes, sir.

In that one night,

you caused so much bloodshed.

Why did you tread down that path?

Poverty.

I considered my poverty...

as my bad luck.

As if buying tea at the shop

gave some people a right
to shout at me and beat me up.

But, that day, I felt like

I can take anything, do anything.

We were all equals
smeared in the same colour.

Everyone was carrying weapons.

That day, I felt...

that I am neither poor nor weak.

But I was wrong.

Completely wrong.

Are you okay?

I've never seen you
like this before.

You were right, ma'am.

People who have seen such violence,

they lose a lot.

What did you lose?

Viku.

Hey, Viku.

Why won't you listen?

Hurry up,
or else it'll be nightfall soon.

Shall I go and get it, Mother?

You let it be.

Viku you go and get the milk.

I'll go feed the cow.

Catch the ball quickly.

Viku, don't you want to play?

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

Viku, where are you going?

Go ask your mother.

Such a mischievous child.

Any kind of violence, whether riots

rape or manslaughter,

the only reason behind it

is someone's arrogance.

Even today, my people are
treated the same way, ma'am.

"How dare you take

"the wedding procession
through our neighbourhood?"

"How could you sit
on the motorcycle?"

And they are murdered.

Entire villages are set ablaze.

Cities are razed to the ground.

For something so petty.

What happened to you...

what happened in '84...

the victims and the culprits...

none of it should happen again.

I'll be right back.

Come quickly, madam!
Someone's here!

-What happened, Abdul?
-Where?

Stop.

Abdul, catch him!

-Stop!
-Stop!

Don't let him go!

Catch him.
Catch the rascal.

Stop!