Without saying a word, you steal my heart.
I'll find happiness by your side I can't stay apart
My life tastes sweet now, since you walked through that door.
When your arms wrap around me, I know I've found my shore.
Without saying a word, you steal my heart.
Sweep through the streets of my mind like a gentle spring.
Walk through the corridors of my heart, fill the caravan of my dreams.
I sway to the song of your soul.
Without saying a word, you steal my heart.
I'll find happiness by your side, I can't stay apart.
I'll come back later.
My prayers won't stop till my country gets its freedom.
I don't think you can wait till then.
My name is James McKinley. I'm here to find out from you...
...where Azad and the otherterrorists are hiding.
Not terrorists. Revolutionaries.
On this day, we walk with death and laugh at its pale spectre.
Death cannot take you Ashfaq, when you live in people's hearts and minds.
This is the Holy Quran.
Hindus like Bismil will create a country forthemselves.
What will a Muslim like you get out of it? They're just using you.
He's not fighting for Hindu freedom, he's fighting for Hindustan's freedom.
But you won't be able to understand this.
You've been a slave so long you've begun to like it.
Tell us where Azad and the otherterrorists are...
...You can still save yourself.
19 December.
It's not yourfault...
...you're only doing your duty.
Whats wrong? Did someone die?
Sue... I haven't seen these guys so serious.
What are you doing to my friends?
It's not me... it's them. They've really begun to get into this.
Hey Laxman, aren't you coming along?
No. Some othertime.
Come on. It's my last night in town.
I'm not really hungry.
Watch us eat then. Come on.
Come on...
To two lovebirds with the most insanely romantic engagement in the whole wide world...
I'm insane only about two things in my life.
Sonia and flying.
You're lucky to feel so passionately about something.
You have your poetry Aslam.
Just like DJ has his singing.
Everyone has passion for something inside them, they just have to find this 'thing'.
Just like our revolutionaries...
...their passion forfreedom was greater than their love fortheir own lives.
There's nothing in this world worth giving your life for. Nothing!
Repeat.
Easy DJ...
Yes mama.
There are things worth giving your life for Karan.
Please.
Like what? Look at Bhagat Singh and Azad and the rest of those guys.
They gave their lives forthis country.
Look what happened. All for nothing.
It's a shit-hole today.
I give a shit.
People like Ajay who fight for their country give a shit.
So that people like you can sleep peacefully.
Sonia get real.
Sonia's right.
Sue, it's all-fine for a foreigner like you to say all this...
Out here we're fighting for basics.
...food, clothing and shelter.
Out here you try to change things you'll get even more screwed.
Corruption is in our DNA.
There is no future forthis country.
She's talking about the past, you're thinking about the future...
One leg in the past and one leg in the future,
that's why we're pissing on the present...
For once in life get serious.
Karan, it's easy to sit on the outside and be a critic...
...blaming others is even easier.
Why don't you go out there and change things?
Take a stand.
Join politics, the police force, government and clean it up.
But you won't! I'll tell you why...
Because that takes hard work. It's easierto crib.
Nothing's going to change.
You can go to your grave trying... it won't make any difference.
Correct... the only difference will be how you go to your grave...
I'm not drunk. Am I drunk Sue?
See, the director's word is final. Cut it!
Where were we?
On the way to our graves.
We'll all be wrapped in white shrouds when we die.
Only Ajay will be wrapped in the national flag.
Karan, you can say whateveryou want,
not even the street dogs will bark when we die.
But Ajay will get a 21 gun salute.
Karan, this is foryou.
For me? Thanks dude.
The girls fall for him anyway...
If anyone deserves the jacket, it's me.
Wow! What a dutiful daughter-in-law.
Come on, touch your fiance's feet.
DJ's right. Touch my feet, madam.
See what women in this country have to put up with?
I think DJ's right. You should respect yourtraditions.
See, even Sue agrees...
...a woman's place is at her husband's feet.
These two can be such children.
They spend half theirtime fighting. The other half making up.
Sweetie-pie, can't you stay a while longer?
No, I have to go...
SWEETIE -PIE!
Shut up guys.
Shut up yaar... Ma will hear everything.
I know how Sonia must be feeling right now...
...my father was also in the army.
I used to think that way too...
...when Ajay's father and I first got married.
But then you realize something about being an Air-force pilot's wife.
You realize that your husband has pledged his life forthe country.
The least you can do for him, is control your emotions. Not be weak.
I'm so happy Ajay's chosen a girl like you...
...now I can die in peace.
Don't talk nonsense Ma.
You'll have many more years... ...and a dozen grandchildren too.
Grandchildren? First you've got to stay home long enough to make them, dude.
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The bugle sounds, the enemy wakes. The battle is upon us.
And in our hearts, we feel the swell, of pride and steel and valour.
For we will play the game of blood, if dark clouds shroud our land.
Because this day, we walk with death, and laugh at its pale spectre.
We will not fear those cruel swords, our courage is far sharper.
We will not lower, in the face of threats, a head raised to its mother.
We will not fear those cruel swords, our courage is far sharper.
We will not lower, in the face of threats, a head raised to its mother.
For let them know, their cowardly deeds, just serve to stoke our fires.
Because this day, we walk with death, and laugh at its pale spectre.
We bade farewell, to this day, knowing it could be our last.
We swore to play, with our lives, never waver in our task.
For we are but the last, few guests, served at fate's great banquet.
We cannot quell, the raging storm, the spirit of revolution.
For it now courses in our veins, like lava truly molten.
We will teach them, the twin lessons, of fear and fortitude.
Our goal cannot now hide for long, when courage is our beacon.
Because this day, we walk with death, and laugh at its pale spectre.
We have to take drastic measures.
What drastic measures?
Kill him.
Com'on.
Bhagat run! Quick!
You! Get going.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Inquilab Zindabad - "Long live the revolution".
Two words that became the slogan forthe Indian freedom movement.
Great idea!
But Bhagat, escaping will be impossible.
Our main mission is to get caught...
...not escape.
What?
If we get caught there will be a trial...
...we'll get a chance to speak.
We'll be heard.
But if they catch us, they'll hang us for certain.
I know.
But it takes a loud noise to open deaf ears.
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!
DOWN WITH IMPERIALISM!
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KHALBALLI
Feel the unrest sweep through the land
Feel the unrest. Feel the unrest.
There is an unrest sweeping through the land.
The embers, they are burning.
The tide, it's turning. You can feel the winds of change
Feel the unrest sweep through the land Feel the unrest
We are political prisoners...
...we should be allowed books... ...writing material...
...and at least one daily newspaper.
We will not eat till then. The hunger strike will continue.
Our words won't falter now, We will speak our mind.
We won't back down now. Our dreams we won't leave behind.
We won't let the storm die. Injustice we will defy.
You can feel it possess you now. Feel it, your soul, claim.
Drink this spirit in one long swallow. Feel it course through your veins
Let the celebrations begin now. Feel your body sway.
In every breath feel more alive. To keep the storm at bay
See the unrest in those eyes. See it all around.
See it in the air, my friend. And in those hearts, abound.
Feel the unrest sweep through the land
Feel the unrest Feel the unrest
The winds of change are blowing now The tide it is, a turning.
The moment of truth is upon us now It's time to do or die.
We are engulfed in the shadows But we will come out brighter.
Feel the unrest. Feel the unrest.
Pretty nice huh? Very pretty.
In breaking news today...
...a MIG-21 fighter plane has just crashed...
...this is the second such crash in the past six months...
The Defence Ministry has ordered an investigation into the crash.
We have just received news that the pilot...
...Flight Lieutenant Ajay Rathod has died in the crash.
Flight Lt Rathod apparently did not eject from the burning plane...
Instead he steered it away from Ambala city and crashed it in an open field.
Thus saving many lives
Viewers may recall...
...that until now, 163 MiG-21 of IAF have crashed...
...and 66 pilots have lost their lives.
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This game of hide and seek has gone on too long, come home now, won't you.
I've searched high and low,
these old eyes are weary so, come home now won't you.
Dusk is spreading like the ache in my heart, my vision blurs, come home now won't you.
I'm in a place you wouldn't believe Ma.
Endless skies I can soar.
Just like your fairy tales, it's filled with dreams.
A sea of hope with no shore.
My soul flies here, like a kite without fear. No one to cut my strings, no more.
Flt. Lt. Ajay Rathod stayed in the plane until the very end...
...and steered the plane clear of Ambala city.
Thereby saving many lives.
In the last 10 years over 100 MIG-21 aircrafts of the IAF have crashed...
...in which over 30 pilots have lost their lives.
Defence Minister, CAG report says old & defective Russian spare parts were procured by the govt.
Isn't this a case of high-level corruption?
Not at all. I've personally clarified the issue in parliament.
This is a downright lie.
The youngsters of today are brash and irresponsible when it comes to flying planes.
No! I don't agree...
Flt. Lt. Ajay Rathod was an ace pilot...
...who I trained...
He was a gold medallist. The youngest to clear night sorties.
With over 1000 flying hours...
This can't be the record of an irresponsible pilot.
Defence Minister, how many more pilots will you send to their graves...
...before you stop the rot in the system?
If only I could show you this place, Ma.
Here waterfalls are made of rainbows.
There are no roses just bouquets of dreams Ma.
Their scent, no flower can hope for.
Here sunlight and shadow walk hand in hand.
Everything seems bright and new.
But what is heaven, and all its wonders,
when Ma, I don't have you.
From now on, the government will make sure that...
...only experienced pilots are given access to these machines...
...and not to rash pilots like Ajay Rathod.
What the hell is he talking about!
I welcome any investigation. I have nothing to hide.
This damn MIG investigation shouldn't take us down.
Relax Sir. Public memory is short. Besides, we'll handle things.
Dead pilots, live very long in the news.
But then, they join the forces to sacrifice their lives. Don't they?
The situation is tense at the moment.
There is growing anger and discontent.
Directed largely towards the government. Especially the Defence Minister.
We have with us Ajay Rathod's mother...
The government can't wash its hands off the issue like this.
They are answerable to the public.
If the MIG spare parts were of doubtful quality, why were they bought in the first place?
For what? Money? Money won't bring our children back.
The Defence Minister is morally responsible.
He has to resign.
It looks like the veil has been pulled off the defence scam.
But how much will be revealed?
Mishra, what's happening?
Ajay Rathod was not a novice...
...he didn't let his plane crash into the town.
When it developed a snag he didn't try to save his life.
He steered it clear of Ambala ...saving thousands of civilians.
Yet the Defence Minister calls him rash.
I'm not moving... this is for Ajay.
This could turn ugly, Aunty.
Let it.
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Our blood is ranging. It's flowing through the streets.
But it won't go in vain
Our eyes are blood shot for a purpose. A cause we will attain.
It fell from our bodies, embraced the earth.
Went winding through streets. A river of courage
...it surged and swept.
It flowed to make a new beginning
From gaping wounds, and gashes large,
it oozed, slowly and steadily.
While the pointing fingers, got fists in reply,
yet, our blood was raging.
It flowed not in vain but with a reason.
A cause we will attain.
Our eyes are blood shot for a reason.
A cause we will attain.
Our blood is raging. It's flowing through the streets.
...it surged and swept.
It flowed to make a new beginning
Yet, our blood was raging.
Someone get a doctor! Quick! We'll take it from here.
They were beating up innocent people...
Why didn't you stop them?
You protested against the government, our own party...
That's unacceptable.
The protest was not against the government...
...it was forthe truth.
So many pilots have died...
...young innocent boys who were fighting for our country... killed...
...so that someone in the government could make money.
And our party office doesn't do a thing about it.
Come... Sit down.
Have some tea.
Laxman, in politics there's no place for emotions.
We have big plans foryou.
Big plans.
Only dogs salivate when you show them bone Mishraji.
How's Aunty?
They're doing an MRI.
She's slipped into a coma.
Severe skull damage, coupled with the shock of her son's death.
That's an ugly gash. You need attention.
Aslam... How's he?
What have you come for? Haven't you done enough damage?
Uncle, it isn't what you think.
I'm not interested in what you think, In what you want to do...
I'm just going to say this once.
Aslam doesn't know what's good for him.
He's an emotional boy, always has been. He listens to his heart, not his head.
These are bad times, for people like us.
Don't take him down with you.
He's inside.
Go on...
All parts working?
Don't make me laugh, idiot. It hurts
How's Aunty?
She's in a coma.
How can this be happening to us?
Some dinner?
No, don't worry Aunty.
We just came to see Aslam. We've got to get back to the hospital.
Take care.
Listen... I...
...I'm sorry.
Please eat.
Everything's falling apart...
...and all I can do is stand and watch.
People like us don't count out here.
This system is so messed up, a hundred more Ajay's can die and nothing will change.
Ajay did everything right, all his life...
...he was a good pilot, a good friend, a good son...
...he never harmed a soul.
...he didn't deserve this...
...Sonia didn't deserve this...
Hey Karan... they've spoilt your jacket.
Long live India!
The scoundrel got away with it again.
There's nothing can we do...
...when the law of the land protects people like the Defence Minister.
We have to take drastic measures.
What do you mean?
Do what?
Kill him.
What?
Kill the Defence Minister! Are you crazy?
We aren't killers Sonia.
But they are.
Have you lost it Karan!
It's not a blood lust...
...it's a matter of justice.
I'll get the gun.
Don't fuel things, Pandey. We can't start killing people for any small reason.
You think Ajay's death is a small reason?
Ajay's mother is a small reason?
You've got to understand Karan.
Lala Lajpat Rai's death has to be avenged.
Scott has to be killed.
But...
I always thought we didn't believe in anything.
So did I. Until now.
Have we all gone crazy?
He takes a morning walk at 8 a.m. Everyday, We'll kill him then.
Who's we, huh? Who's going to pull the trigger?
I'll do it!
Even though the morning security is relaxed there is still a danger of getting caught.
There is no looking back now!
The Defence Minister was on his morning walk when two unidentified gunmen opened fire.
He was hit by three bullets in his chest, and was declared dead as he reached the hospital.
No group has yet claimed responsibility forthis incident.
Government spokespersons believe that this is an attempt to destablise the government.
The country has lost a great leader because of the cowardly act of some terrorists.
He was a true soldier, a true patriot.
His contribution to the country cannot be described in words.
Sukhi!
Meanwhile our sources have discovered a telephonic conversation...
...involving middle man Rajnath Singhania in an arms deal.
This conversation took place just a few days before the Defence Minister's assassination.
The Russians want us to reduce our commission.
Didn't you tell them, its not a defence deal, but our deal.
That's why I told them. - "Take it or leave it"
Let's go.
Paaji, where's DJ?
They were just here.
He hasn't come home all night.
Is everything alright?
Yes, ask him to call me.
He said he'd be spending the night at DJ's.
Have you seen DJ?
Is everything alright?
Come with me...
Don't worry... nothing will happen to those boys...
Daljeet has always been a brat...
...he used to disappear on his bike for days...
I'm scared...
Don't be afraid...
God will take care of everything...
God watches over the people we love.
Defence Minister... the martyr...
...one of India's favourite sons... Scoundrel!
They're honouring him with the National Medal of Honour.
All our efforts, wasted.
People need to know the truth.
...and who's going to tell them the truth?
We have to surrender ourselves.
What?
Terriffic! You want us to walk right in and give ourselves up!
And who should we surrenderto?
The police are mere puppets.
Should we just sit back?
No! Let's kill them all!
Right Pandey?
Someone make him shut up!
You always knew that yourfather was in it.
You knew everything.
No Sukhi...
You're lying!
You always wanted to take revenge on yourfather.
Sukhi, shut up!
Who am I to say anything?
DJ he's used you...
...he's used all of us...
Mark my words, his father will bail him out.
But we'll get caught. And I don't want to die DJ...
I don't want to die.
We did all this for Ajay.
What will happen now DJ?
You've decided?
I need to know the truth... don't worry.
I'm not worried. Just don't be late.
Nothing will happen to you Karan.
That's a promise.
Just give me the names of the others.
I'll get you the best lawyers, pull all the strings possible.
You were forced into it, do you understand? You were forced.
Do you get me?
Yourfather's reputation, his life's work is at stake.
Why did you do it?
Why did you do it, Dad?
What did I do?
Ajay always said, "I'll give my life forthis country."
"...I'm not afraid of death."
Ajay was burnt alive... and all you can think of is sending me out of the country...
You killed him!
You made a joke of his death...
I know you're very disturbed...
Relax! Let me handle things.
I'll find a way out.
Really Dad? Is there a way out?
Of course.
You don't have to do this...
Sukhi, this might end badly.
Without you guys it will end for me anyway...
Idiot.
Ajay's death, won't go in vain, Ma. I promise you.
This is Rahul, and you've tuned in to yourfavourite radio show...
Hey Karan! What're you doing here?
We need a favour.
Sure!
I need you to put us on air.
Put you on air?
Yeah, now!
That's impossible man... I'll lose my job.
...as it is, they don't pay me.
It's payback time.
Hey! Whateveryou say DJ! It's your station.
Gun... He's got a gun!
Karan you go in. I'll handle it.
Keep the show on. Don't mess with us.
Come on... leave.
Paaji is anyone inside?
Uncleji run. Don't stop.
Gun... Security he's got a gun!
Don't be a wise guy.
Everybody leave! Out! Move!
Don't panic we won't harm anyone.
Move! Move! Move!
Hurry up, quick!
The time is 6:05 a.m. And you're listening to "The night is still young".
Today I've got a surprise guest foryou.
An old friend of mine Karan Singhania, who just dropped in to say something to all of you...
My name is Karan Singhania... My friends and I... we killed the Defence Minister...
I repeat we killed the Defence Minister...
Ravi take me to the radio station quickly. Hurry up!
We are not terrorists. We aren't backed by any foreign organisation.
We don't even belong to any political group...
We're just five students from Delhi University.
We killed the Defense Minister because...
...he murdered ourfriend Flight Lieutenant Ajay Rathod and many other Air Force pilots...
We killed him because after he murdered Ajay, he murdered his name...
Ajay's mother, right now, is fighting for her life...
A Defence Minister is supposed to safegaurd a nation. Not sell it.
Men like the Defence Minister aren't just above the law... they control it.
We killed him because someone had to say, "Enough!".
We might be wrong...
...because its a sin to kill someone.
But we couldn't tolerate it anymore.
Today we are here to confess to our sin.
Today we are here to tell everybody that something has to be done
It's got to be done.
We've just received news that Defence Minister's assassins are hiding in All India Radio building.
Karan Singhania and his friends are still with us. Listeners can call in on 3291777.
Until then, here is "Roobaroo"
It's done.
Hey, dude!
I just realized.
There's a fire burning within me.
It's a new dawn,
I can feel its light
Burn so bright, I could, scorch the sun
'Cause I'm face to face with the light
The dream I once lost, I've found.
It's blooming,
it's melting,
notes re-arranging,
into a whole new melody.
Will they give us good food in jail?
Food? Next he'll want beer.
You guys have become famous. Calls are pouring in from all overthe country.
Come on! They want to talk to you...
Police!
This is unreal man. Where did they come from?
This will ruin my career...
Shut up!
Karan you get on air... We don't have much time...
Take care.
The Delhi police have reached the spot and are rescuing civilians trapped in the building.
...reporting from Mumbai's Churchgate area...
...reporting from Cotton College, Guwahati.
...reporting from S. P. College, Srinagar...
...reporting from Lucknow University...
Hi, my name is Prakash. And I want to congratulate you.
You did the right thing by killing him. All our ministers should be lined up and shot.
Prakash, who all will you shoot?
These corrupt ministers are a reflection of our society. We've chosen them.
We need to change ourselves to bring about a change.
Hello! This is Principal Sharma from Indore...
You have set a terrible example by taking the law into your own hands.
You're right sir. We're sorry.
But give me the name of one politician who has gone to jail for his crimes.
Who else is on your hit-list? I
We have no hit-list.
How do you feel after killing the Defence Minister?
We did not kill him out of any blood lust...
If you get caught you'll be hanged. Aren't you afraid?
No.
The college students who have claimed responsibility...
...are still inside.
Karan, while we applaud your courage, do you think you'll escape?
If we wanted to escape, we wouldn't have been here in the first place.
Shit! They're shooting at us DJ! They're shooting at us!
Shut up for a second!
They're mistaking us forterrorists. They think we're armed.
Wait a minute! I'll try to handle it.
No Sukhi! What did you do!
Shit DJ! Just when I was getting good with the girls...
My name is Indra. What's the difference between you and a terrorist?
There's a big difference. Terrorists kill innocent people. We didn't...
Aslam, close the door. Quick!
We are not terrorists. Why don't they...
It's not a lust for blood... it's a matter of justice!
Why are bullets being used when its clearthat these are college students?
No matter what you do, this country will never change. It has no future.
No country is perfect. You've got to make it perfect.
Join the police, military, IAS...
Become a part of the political system...
This country will change... We will change it!
If you believed the Defence Minister deserved to be punished then...
...what about the allegations against yourfather? Why such double standards?
We'll find a way to fix this.
There's just one way to fix this Dad.
I'm sorry Dad...
My name is Daljeet Singh.
There are only two ways to live your life.
Tolerate things the way they are...
...Ortake responsibility to change them.
Karan Singhania killed his father before coming here.
Shit DJ! You're bleeding badly!
Relax! It got tired of flowing in my veins. It just wanted to be free.
Aslam... Laxman... Sukhi?
All gone.
...Karan, I think I'm in love...
...I nevertold you dude...
...I can't stop thinking about her...
I know... she's something else.
You two'll make a great couple.
There's just one problem though. I don't know Whetherthe kids will be black or white.
Let me go! They're just boys, damn it!
We'll turn this spark into a raging fire.
This will swell like a wave and will bring an end to corruption.
If we want to shake the entire population out of their slumberthen we need an explosion like this.
When we grow out of this, well be a nation which is beautiful and free of corruption.
Lord, accept the sacrifices of these children.
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Come Bhagat...
Dad, what are you doing?
I'm sowing mango seeds. If I plant one, a thousand will grow.