"People live here but"
"life is on a standstill over here."
"This place was like a paradise."
"It has turned into hell."
"People live here but"
"life is on a standstill over here."
"There's destruction and mourning everywhere."
"There's no freedom. There is tyranny everywhere."
"Every person is facing troubles."
"Everyone has lost faith but there's still hope left."
"Sorrows will disappear and happiness will arrive someday."
"People live here but"
"life is on a standstill over here."
'Today is the 2nd of December, 1994.'
'It's been 5 years since I married Janbaaz and left Kolkata.'
'And I had dreamt of beginning a new life here,'
'in this remote village of Afghanistan.'
'It's an 18-hour journey from Kabul to our village.'
'When I had come here for the first time in 1988,'
'this country was raging under the civil war.'
'The former president, Dr. Najibullah,'
'was fighting the Mujahideen, with the help of the Russians.'
'The afghans are free minded,'
'who can die to protect their freedom.'
'But they have always ignored'
'the freedom of women,' - Hello!
'due to traditions and religion.'
'The most ridiculous form of this injustice is Taliban.'
'And today I, Sushmita, am confined here,'
'by those fundamentalists called the Taliban.'
Wait! - (Brakes squeal)
Look, someone is cooking food in the month of fasting!
Let's take a look! - Come on!
Hail to the lord!
Oh god!
Oh my god!
Damn it!
Oh god, protect us!
What's going on? - What's going on?
(Grunts)
Don't you know it's the month of fasting?
Let her go! - Mother!
Stop! - Don't interfere! Get lost!
Don't you know you're supposed to fast in this month?
You shouldn't cook during these days!
You're supposed to pray everyday!
Chant the name of god!
I'm not a Muslim!
You still have to chant the name of god,
keep a fast and do as we say!
Never! - Shameless! (Slap)
Chant the name of god!
Never! - Get up!
(Slap) - (Clattering)
Come on.
No! - (Slap)
Mother!
Chant the name of god!
Abu!
Uncle, save me!
Have mercy on her! Let her go! - Move away!
If you say anything against Islam then we'll kill you!
If this happens again, I'll kill each one of you!
(Grunts)
Janbaaz is responsible for all this!
The Taliban can come here again and shoot all of us.
Janbaaz has put us in trouble by bringing this woman here!
Then make her a Muslim!
The Taliban are right! She must keep a fast!
Indian women aren't like us.
(Crying)
Mummy!
(Crying)
Try and understand, dad. - No! Never!
Hindu and Muslim are two different religions.
Our cultures and traditions are completely different.
You won't be happy after marrying a Muslim.
So what you taught me was wrong?
Do the values taught to us hold no importance? Are they useless?
Do you have any idea
what our position will be in our society, if you marry him?
We'll be disgraced!
(Scoffs)
So this is the problem.
You'll lose respect.
So you love your dignity more than your daughter.
Sumi, we're concerned about you.
That's why we're pacifying you.
You don't care about me.
What do you know about him and his family?
I can never accept a moneylender as my son-in-law.
Then don't!
Tell everyone that I'm dead.
Alright! So be it! We don't have any other option!
Anyway, my decision is final.
I won't argue about this anymore. - No, dad!
You can't decide!
This is my life and I've decided! - Sushmita! (Slap)
But, Mita..
Listen!
It makes no difference to me that we belong to different religions.
But we can't ignore the truth.
Our marriage will spell doom for my family.
Then are the promises that we made, useless?
Is our love finished? - I don't know!
I'm very confused! What should I do?
Mita!
Let's elope. - But where?
To my country, Afghanistan,
where there is blue sky, huge mountains and snow-clad fields.
Mita!
Come with me.
Don't think.
Look! - The scenery is so beautiful!
(Rapid gunfire) - What's that?
(Rapid gunfire) - Janbaaz!
(Bomb explosion) - (Gasps)
(Bomb explosion)
What's going on?!
I think it's a Russian air-attack!
Don't be scared.
Drive faster!
(Bomb explosion)
When will we reach home?
(Bomb explosion)
Don't worry, Mita. We're about to reach.
(Bomb explosion)
Drive faster!
(Bomb explosion)
Oh god!
(Bomb explosion)
Drive faster!
(Bomb explosion)
(Rapid gunfire) - Hail to the lord!
Hail to the lord!
(Laughs)
Welcome!
Welcome, Janbaaz! Congratulations! - Greetings!
How're you? - Congratulations!
Congratulations! - Enough.
Welcome! - Greetings!
(Laughs) - Look!
Welcome!
Greetings. - God bless you.
Greetings. - Come.
Greetings. - Sultan, look!
Sister-in-law has come!
(Laughs)
Greetings. - How're you?
I'm fine.
Greetings! - (Gasps)
Welcome!
(Laughs)
Enough. - Okay.
Come, dear. - Come.
Come on.
(Laughs)
Come. - Congratulations!
How are you, brother?
(Laughs)
(Rapid gunfire)
That's enough!
I'm Gulzarina, Janbaaz's aunt.
Even you can call me Abu, like others!
(Laughs)
Janbaaz! - Greetings!
Welcome!
Sister-in-law, I'm Jalil, Janbaaz's best friend.
Sister-in-law, can I sing an Indian song for you?
(Laughs)
Forget the song!
First get the luggage, quickly!
Alright, I'll sing it for you later.
Meet everyone later. You've just arrived.
Relax for a while. - Come.
Come on.
(Exuberating)
Congratulations for your wedding!
Welcome! - Congratulations!
Welcome! Congratulations! - Congratulations!
Welcome!
Come.
My tiger!
(Door creaks)
Mita!
What happened? - Don't touch me!
What happened? - You're a liar!
You should've told me the truth!
Why did you lie to me, Janbaaz? - Mita.
Why? - Listen to me.
I didn't want to lose you.
Mita. Believe me!
I love you a lot.
You too love me, don't you?
Don't ever lie to me. - Never.
Promise me. - I promise.
You too love me, don't you?
Enough. - Take Janbaaz!
Brother, give me some. - Take it.
Eat! You don't get such food in Kolkata. - Enough!
Enough! - Take it!
Have some more! - Yes!
Pass it to Abu. - Give it to her.
It's enough Kala, how much will you serve?
Are you feeling very cold?
Look! - Come!
Come. - Come in.
Come.
Come. Sit.
Please begin.
Sushmita, you've already met uncle Dranay.
Greetings!
She's his wife. - Sarina.
His daughter. - I'm Zarina.
His daughter-in-law. - Babban.
His son, Roshandar. - Greetings!
Uncle Asam.
His wife. Tell her your name.
Babli!
Naksira!
Who is she?
Gulgutti.
And you've already met my brother, Kala. - Greetings.
Musa, Sawali. - Greetings.
And he is Abu's son, Adraman. - Greetings.
I'm Gulabi.
I'm Gulbibi.
This is Afghani bread. Have it.
Taste a little.
Have meat. - Enough, Kala.
Have some more. - Enough.
(Laughs)
Uncle, as you know, Sushmita and I married in haste.
With your permission, can we throw a party?
Okay. - No need for any party!
You married a woman from other religion!
You haven't done anything great that we should listen to you!
Outsider!
Did you sleep well at night?
If you need anything, then ask us.
(Bucket thud)
Don't feel shy!
(Laughs)
Take care.
What happened? - Abu!
Zarina! Come here! - What happened?
Call Janbaaz! - Janbaaz! Come here!
Janbaaz, come quickly.
Mita!
(Muslim Prayer)
(Blows air)
Mita, are you alright? - (Muslim Prayer)
What's going on?
Sushmita, you are unwell.
That's why we've called the priest.
He helps you to get rid of evil spirits.
Do you still believe in such superstitions?
He'll cure you completely. - No, aunt. He can't do anything.
I need a doctor, not a priest.
Stop it! - Mita!
Janbaaz!
I'm sick. I need a doctor, not a priest.
I can't explain to them, but at least you..
Mita.. - Why did you call me here?
Moreover, you're humiliating me!
No! - Priest, all of us..
I'm leaving! And think before calling me again!
Oh god!
God, have mercy! - Listen! What's all this?
These Indian women.. - Shut up!
They throw tantrums!
We've always lived like that.
We never needed any doctor.
Naksira!
Janbaaz, take her to a doctor.
Aunt, you know the doctor is only in Mushkhail
and that route is very dangerous.
How should I take her in this condition?
Abu and I will come with you.
Yes, take them along.
You'll be alright.
If they stop you on the way, don't say anything.
Why?
I had warned, the road to Mushkhail is very dangerous.
But you never listen!
We'd have been more anxious if we'd stayed at home.
Yes, I know!
Oh god, save us!
The Mujahideen?
I think they're Russians.
Stop!
Where have you come from?
We're from Sarana.
Get down!
Janbaaz! - Don't worry.
Please stop! - Hands up!
Listen to me! - Hands up!
Where are you going? - I'm going to Mushkhail.
Why? - My wife is in the car.
She's an Indian. She's not feeling well.
I'm taking her to the doctor.
Okay, you may go but go only up to Mushkhail.
It's dangerous further. - Okay.
(Car engine starts)
Bring her. - Yes.
Carefully! Come.
What did she eat?
She's an Indian.
She can't eat our food.
She ate very little.
(Chair creaks)
Give this to her everyday. She'll be fine. - Okay.
Can I have a look, doctor?
Sure! These are medicines.
I know. I still want to see which one.
Are these vitamin capsules?
Yes, this will benefit you. You'll be alright.
But don't you know these have expired long back?
Don't you ever feel ashamed of yourself?
You fool these innocent people.
You know, these are very dangerous!
Janbaaz, take me away from here! I don't want these medicines!
Please! Take me away from here, Abu.
Wait! You've said a lot.
How long have you been in Afghanistan?
You're from India, aren't you?
There's no doctor here.
We do as much as we can.
There are no medicines or factories here.
We still try to pacify people that they'll be alright.
Don't make this excuse and give wrong medicines.
This is wrong.
I know you're facing a lot of problems.
But it would be better to send the patients back
and not give them wrong medicines.
Abu! - Yes.
Let's go. - Okay.
Come.
Careful.
(Muslim Prayer)
Amen!
Mita! - (Laughs)
Tell me, what's the good news?
Do you really want to know? - Yes, tell me quickly!
Well, I'm pregnant! - What?
Really? - Yes!
Are you serious? - Aren't you glad to hear it?
Glad? I can't tell you how happy I am!
If it's a boy, we'll name him Sameer!
No, we'll have a daughter and we'll name her Shehnaaz
and we'll lovingly call her Tinni!
Okay! We'll have both together, okay? - Okay!
Both together? - You naughty!
(Laughs)
(Music)
"O beloved."
"What more do I ask from god, after I've attained you?"
"In your arms, I've found the pleasures of two worlds."
(Music)
"O beloved."
"What more do I ask from god, after I've attained you?"
"In your arms, I've found the pleasures of two worlds."
(Music)
"I trust you more than myself, O beloved."
"I promise I'll never to break your trust."
"I trust you more than myself, O beloved."
"I'll hide you within me. So that the world is not able to see you."
"O beloved."
"What more do I ask from god, after I've attained you?"
"In your arms, I've found the pleasures of two worlds."
(Music)
"I have attained all the happiness."
"My wishes have been fulfilled after attaining you."
"I have surrendered myself to you."
"I have attained all the happiness."
"My wishes have been fulfilled after attaining you."
"This is nothing, may we never part."
"O beloved."
"What more do I ask from god, after I've attained you?"
"In your arms, I've found the pleasures of two worlds."
(Music)
"O beloved."
"What more do I ask from god, after I've attained you?"
"In your arms, I've found the pleasures of two worlds."
(Music)
"O beloved."
'Mother, I'm giving you some good news.'
'Your daughter is pregnant.'
'I'm very happy. And so is Janbaaz.'
'His family is very nice. They are simple people.'
'I know my elopement must've hurt and shocked you and father a lot.'
'But my love for Janbaaz proved to be more important than all this.'
'I'll soon come back to Kolkata with Janbaaz.'
Samala! - 'Please forgive me if possible.'
'Yours, Sumi.'
What happened? Are you alright? - I'm alright, Abu.
I need to post this letter. Where's the post office?
(Laughs)
Why are they laughing?
She's searching for a pigeon to send her letter!
(Laughs)
What kind of a joke is this?
You can't post your letter?
But why? Is it illegal?
No, but.. - But Abu..
Where's uncle Dranay?
Where's Dranay? - I saw him outside.
Yes, he has gone out.
Then I'll ask him. - Wait!
You can't go there! No! - Why?
No!
What's going on? - Wait! Women can't go there!
What do you mean?
I'll be back! - Stop!
For god's sake, stop! - Wait!
Uncle Dranay!
What's the matter?
I need to post this letter to India. To Kolkata.
Come, Sushmita.
Do you see that broken house?
It used to be our post office.
There used to be lampposts on these roads.
There used to be electricity in the entire village.
But how did this happen?
The Russians bombarded this place 5 years back.
Since then, there have been no post offices in our country.
We can't post letters anywhere.
You can either post the letter from Pakistan,
or someone coming from India can get it for you.
Anyway, people aren't educated here.
So not many letters are posted here.
But how did this happen?
Because of the war.
War destroyed this country.
It destroyed everything.
Schools, electricity, hospitals, post offices, everything.
It even ruined the future of our children.
Everything is over.
How long did the war last?
For a long time!
I've been seeing it since the last 10 years.
When the Russians came here in 1979,
the war was between them and the Mujahideens,
but only the poor and innocent would die.
The Russians left,
but nothing is left here.
Everything was ruined. Everything is finished.
Janbaaz had promised to get money for the wedding but he didn't!
What happened?
You already know Kala's wedding is approaching.
I know.
According to our custom,
the groom's family gives some money to the girl's family.
But don't worry. Go and take rest.
We'll arrange for it.
How much do you need? - What's the need to tell her all this?
Abu, tell me.
50,000 Afghani
Perhaps, I can help you.
But where well you bring so much money from?
I don't have money but I have some gold jewelry.
I'm sure that'll be enough.
I'll give it to Janbaaz. He'll be able to get the money.
I hope you don't mind.
Thank god! You saved us!
The dignity of our family has remained intact!
(Scoffs)
Come, sit. - Come.
Thank you.
From now on, we'll call you our saviour!
(Rapid gunfire)
(Music)
"The bride is beautiful."
"The groom is wearing the nuptial chaplet."
"The groom looks at the bride through the chaplet."
"The bride blushes through her veil."
(Music)
"The bride is beautiful."
(Music)
"Everyone's happy on this happy occasion."
"Those who were destined to unite have now been united."
"Everyone's happy on this happy occasion."
"Those who were destined to unite have now been united."
"Have you ever seen the union of the moon and the sun?"
"Their union is very similar."
(Music)
"The bride is beautiful."
"The groom is wearing the nuptial chaplet."
(Music)
"We just hope for happiness in the future."
"Every day and every night will be joyful."
"We just hope for happiness in the future."
"Every day and every night will be joyful."
"Their life will be filled with love."
"The world will then seem to be paradise."
(Music)
"The bride is beautiful."
"The groom is wearing the nuptial chaplet."
"The groom looks at the bride through the chaplet."
"The bride blushes through her veil."
(Music)
"The bride is beautiful."
"The groom is wearing the nuptial chaplet."
(Music)
'Life was moving ahead.'
'There were a few problems but not insolvable.'
'But when the Taliban came, our entire life changed.'
'In the beginning, Taliban had youngsters enthusiastic towards Islam,
who were trained in Islamic schools.'
'They used to be at the Pakistan-Afghanistan border,
but slowly they spread in the villages too.'
'Even the Taliban made big claims,'
'that they'd spread peace and harmony in the country.'
'But they only brought helplessness, violence and suppression.'
'They've adopted fundamentalism in the name of Islam.'
'A kind of insanity, an obsession.'
'They murder those who aren't Muslims,'
'but they don't even spare those who don't listen to them.'
'They can't tolerate any kind of protest.'
Almighty god!
Friends, it's written in the holy book,
those who disobey Islam should be killed.
And only such people don't obey who don't pray,
and don't obey the laws.
You're a seeker, a seeker of Islamic knowledge.
It's your duty to spread the message of god in this world.
And kill them who come in your way.
By god's grace, we'll definitely succeed in our mission.
Hail to the lord! - Hail to the lord!
(Rapid gunfire)
Jalil!
Sister-in-law!
Where will he escape? - Sister-in-law!
Sister-in-law, please save me!
They will kill me! - What happened?
Jalil!
Sister-in-law!
What's the matter? Why are you beating him?
No one can interfere between him and us!
Sister-in-law!
Please save me!
Where are you taking him? Let him go!
We don't talk to women. - You can't just take him!
Really?
Will you stop me? - But sir..
He's a nice man. - No!
He's not a nice man.
He doesn't pray to the lord!
Who are you to tell us what we're supposed to do?
I'll tell you!
Please stop!
Let him go!
The one who goes against Islam will have to die!
I know why they want to kill me!
They sell drugs to buy weapons!
They hide weapons and bombs in the mosque!
(Rapid gunfire)
(Clicks tongue)
The dog barks too much!
Let's go!
Jalil!
- Oh god! (Wailing)
Oh god!
What has happened?!
(Wailing)
Remember my words!
If we don't stop the Taliban, they'll kill us!
All of us!
(Wailing)
Mother, where's sister-in-law? - In the kitchen.
Okay.
(Chuckles)
Sister-in-law, a lady wants to meet you. She's at the dispensary.
She says it's very important.
(Kids shouting playfully)
(Indistinct chatter)
Greetings. - Greetings
So you're Saira? - Yes.
Where are you from? - Kolkata, India.
So we belong to the same country! - Yes.
And we've met with the same fate.
Please leave. Come tomorrow morning.
Let's go.
Tell me, where do you live in Afghanistan?
Mohammed Khail, 10 miles away from here.
I've heard a lot about you.
I've come a long way just to meet an Indian doctor.
What happened?
I've heard you want to go back to India.
I'll definitely go.
I hope you succeed.
I need your help.
My parents live in Kolkata.
My husband's brother Ibrahim also lives there.
If they get him arrested in Kolkata,
then my in-laws might send me back.
Don't you live here on your own free will?
Neither do I have money nor support.
How can I go even if he ditches me?
I can't tolerate their physical and mental torture anymore!
Doesn't your husband live with you?
I loved Nawab.
Going against my family, I eloped with him and came here.
He brought me to this hell!
You know, at that time, I felt everything would be alright
but I couldn't conceive!
So he married someone else!
Forgetting all my traditions, customs and past,
I had to put up with this other woman.
What happened after that?
She gave him a child
and he shifted to Pakistan with everyone.
Here I was unknown to the fact that I was also pregnant with his baby.
Did you deliver the baby? - Yes, I gave birth to my child.
But Nawab clearly said he has nothing to do with this baby.
That's why you are..
I'm living here, with my in-laws, at their mercy.
I get food if they give me else I don't.
They beat me!
If you could send my message to my father,
then my baby and I can be free.
There are many girls in Afghanistan who're repenting like us.
I must leave. I'm getting late.
Please inform my parents.
'You know nothing about me, Saira.'
Janbaaz!
(Thunder crashing) - (Door creaks)
(Thunder crashing)
Janbaaz! - Mita!
What's going on?
Mita, go back to your room. - So that you can have fun with her?
Go back to your room. - How could you sleep with my husband?
What kind of a woman are you? - Mita!
I won't let you do this! Let me go! - I said leave!
How can you sleep with that woman?! - Mita!
You're a liar!
You've betrayed me! - Keep quiet.
Listen to me! - Let me go!
I won't listen to anything! - Mita!
Keep quiet! - I don't want to listen to anything!
Shut up! (Slap)
(Thunder crashing)
I said go to your room.
Go!
(Slap)
You cheat!
Mita! Mita! Mita!
Mita! - Don't touch me!
Listen to me! - Let me go! I've seen everything!
My husband is sleeping with some other woman!
No! She's my wife! - You're lying!
Mita! Gulgutti is my wife.
Then who am I?
You're my love. - You liar!
Mita! - Shut up!
Listen to me! You know I love you a lot!
Love!
I left my family, my house and my country just for your love, Janbaaz!
And what did you do? You made me a kept woman!
You've kept me as the other woman - No!
You're my wife, just like she is!
You're my wife.
No, I can't tolerate all this! - Mita!
Did I do anything wrong to you?
I've always provided all the luxuries to you.
Have I been a bad husband or what? - Bad husband!
Are you a good husband?
You've been lying to me since the beginning! You're a liar!
Mita!
Listen to me now! I'm not a liar.
And from now on, you'll live here like other women do!
You'll live in one room and sleep on one bed!
No! Never!
I've said what I had to.
If you don't listen, then..
(Muslim prayer)
(Glass shatters)
Where are you going, daughter-in-law?
Janbaaz, she's leaving the house. - Mita!
Where are you going? - No! Don't touch me!
You can't do that! - I won't live with you!
I'm leaving! - You can't leave!
Have you gone mad?
Abu, she's gone mad!
She's leaving the house! Pacify her! - No, daughter-in-law!
You can't leave!
No! - Don't stop me!
No! Stop! - Daughter-in-law!
Uncle Dranay, explain to her this would disgrace our family!
She's gone mad! Abu, explain to her!
Stop! - Janbaaz, leave.
I won't live here anymore, uncle Dranay! - Daughter-in-law!
Try and understand. You can't just leave.
Come. - Come, daughter-in-law.
Come. - Come inside.
Try and understand the situation. - Come.
What are you doing, Mita? Are you crazy? - Let me go!
Let me die! I can't live the way you want me to!
Let's go!
You're doing all this because Gulgutti is my wife,
and we live in the same room! - No!
My problem is that I'm your wife and pregnant with your baby!
Let me go! - Mita! Stop!
Listen, I promise I'll keep no relations with Gulgutti, okay?
Are you happy? - You're a cheap and selfish man!
Why should she be punished?
It's your fault! I'm going because of you!
Let me go!
Mita! - You're a cheat!
Mita!
(Slap)
Mita!
(Laughs)
Have this!
(Laughs)
'I married Janbaaz and left my house, hoping I'd be happy.' - (Thunder crashing)
'But he betrayed me. And now I've lost my baby too.'
'My own baby, mother.'
'I don't understand whose fault it is.'
Oh god!
Look! - Yes.
You also eat. Yes.
Come on.
Come. You too come.
Come in.
(Thunder crashing)
'The celebrations of Gulgutti's pregnancy,
made me realize what's missing in me.'
'I consider myself incomplete and helpless.'
'There's some strange reason why I don't hate Gulgutti.'
'Maybe because she's carrying the baby of the man, who I loved.'
'That's why I feel I'm bonded to her.'
'The reason might also be,
that whatever happens around her, she bears it quietly.'
'She has nothing to defend herself.'
'Maybe that's why I can't hate her.'
(Crying)
(Horse neighing)
(Bucket thud)
(Bucket clatters)
Kala, the Taliban kills anyone without a reason.
The situation is very dangerous. Anything can happen.
No! Where are the other women of this house?
What happened?! - How many times have I said that
I don't drink water served by this outsider!
Outsider!
(Scoffs)
They're so good. - (Chuckles)
We've had good grapes this year, haven't we?
That's true.
...10, 11...
This time, even you'll have to eat. - Why not?
(Sighs)
Perhaps, this is the last basket. - Yes.
Pass here.
Keep all this. Okay?
(Sighs)
What's this?
Grapes! - Yes, I know but what are you doing?
We're distributing the grapes.
2 shares for my family, 2 for uncle Dranay
6 for uncle Asam and 2 for your family.
But why such a big share to uncle Asam?
Because we have a big family.
So do you divide according to the size of the family?
I'm an outsider but you are so decent, aren't you?
Uncles Asam, Dranay, my father-in-law and Abu's husband are brothers.
So for the four brothers,
we must divide the grapes into four parts!
We've always divided it like this.
But you'll have to change this custom now.
It's better if you don't change the old family customs.
Let things continue as they had been.
No, all will have equal share. I'll divide them.
She'll not listen so easily!
Why are you exaggerating such a small issue?
Leave.
You too leave.
Daughter-in-law, come here. You don't understand anything.
I haven't said anything wrong, Abu.
I'd surely like to see how he behaves with me.
This outsider has tried to incite me! I'll teach her a lesson!
Today I'll finish off her matter!
No! - Don't do that, Asam!
Daughter-in-law, please keep quiet.
Why did you stop?
I want to see
and I want to show others, how you beat a woman.
Anyway, I'm an outsider and you're a Muslim.
Then raise your hand on me!
Please keep quiet, daughter-in-law!
Uncle, don't call her an outsider because
she's a part of our family!
(Groans)
(Muslim prayer) - (Women groaning in labour pain)
Everything will be alright. - (Women groaning in labour pain)
Oh god! Have mercy on her! - (Women groaning in labour pain)
Samala! My daughter!
Water! - Samala!
Samala be courageous.
(Women groaning in labour pain)
Here! Take this. - (Muslim prayer)
Be courageous Samala.
Call daughter-in-law!
(Muslim prayer) - (Women groaning in labour pain)
Samala be courageous.
Samala!
Daughter-in-law, my daughter! - Samala!
(Sobbing)
(Muslim prayer)
(Wailing)
You fool!
You illiterate!
You consider women as animals and treat them!
Why do you play with the lives of innocent people,
when you don't know anything?
What is this woman saying to me?
She's teaching me my job?
Doesn't she know I'm a doctor? - Doctor my foot!
You're an illiterate fraud! You killed her!
She couldn't tolerate the pain!
I was trying to get rid of her pain!
I'm not going to spare you!
You'll have to pay for it!
What will you do to me?
Stop it!
Daughter-in-law, my daughter is dead!
Now no one can bring her back!
Stop fighting! - Outsider!
Abu, it's not possible to bring her back.
I'm sorry for that.
But I'll try my level best that women get proper treatment.
Abu, will you help me to open up a dispensary?
Yes, I will.
I'll definitely help you to provide proper treatment to women.
'Samala's death opened a new path.'
'With Abu's help, I opened up a dispensary for women.'
'A doctor friend of dad's,
had taught me a few things about medicines.'
'I made use of that experience in this remote village.'
'It's been 3 days, Janbaaz has not come home.'
'I don't know where he is.'
'He doesn't tell me anything nowadays.'
Stop!
(Rapid gunfire)
You can't escape!
(Brakes squeal)
Shoot!
(Rapid gunfire)
Janbaaz! - Daughter-in-law!
Daughter-in-law! - Where are you going?
Where are you going?
The Taliban has killed Janbaaz! - No, it must be a nightmare!
He has gone to India.
What?
When? Why?
To earn money for the entire family. - But why didn't he tell me?
I didn't know that he didn't tell you. Gulgutti!
Did you know?
Then why didn't you tell me?!
He had promised you
he wouldn't come back to me but he did.
I'm pregnant.
Janbaaz has gone.
Daughter-in-law!
'Janbaaz left me alone and went away.'
'And with that my last hope of returning was also shattered.'
'I just got helplessness and humiliation by marrying Janbaaz.'
'This is what he gave me in return of my love.'
'Where are you?'
'I'm alone and lonely here.'
'Helpless, without love.'
'Sadgi was in labour pains' - (Women groaning in labour pain)
'but no one was bothered about her.' - (Women groaning in labour pain)
'Everyone was busy celebrating Gulbibi's delivery.'
'Sadgi was pregnant before coming to her in-laws'
What happened?
'but she wasn't a betrayer.'
'Kala was the father but according to the Afghani customs,'
'such a baby is considered illegitimate.'
'That's why she was humiliated.' - Don't worry, Sadgi!
Everything will be alright!
Here's your baby.
She's very beautiful. Look!
(Laughs)
It's of no use.
No one needs her.
No one will love her.
Sadgi, will you do me a favour?
Let me adopt this baby.
I've lost my baby.
Daughter-in-law, I swear to god, from now on,
this baby belongs to you.
Thank you very much!
From now on, this baby belongs to me!
And I'll name her Tinni!
You won't prepare tea!
You argue with me!
I'll kill you! - Wait! Don't beat her!
Stop it!
Let her go! - (Pot clatters)
Why are you beating her?
I was late in preparing tea!
He hit me!
I'll beat her again!
I'll teach you a lesson!
No! - You beast!
Stop! - You animal!
I said stop!
Good-for-nothing! You'll beat her! - Stop it!
What do you think of yourself? How dare you beat her?
Kala!
How dare you beat my brother?
Outsider! You hit my brother!
Kala, no! - Beat her!
I'll kill you! - Stop!
What's going on?
Is this a house or a jungle?
They are animals! They were beating Gulgutti for no reason!
You live and enjoy on Janbaaz's earnings!
Then how dare you beat her? You good-for-nothing!
Keep quiet, daughter-in-law.
Kala, go to your room. - (Groans)
Musa, Sawali, you too. Go!
Come, with me. - Come.
Come on!
Friends,
all other books, except for the holy book, are evil.
They teach you to walk on the wrong path
and we have to avoid the wrong path.
Hail to the lord! - Hail to the lord!
We, the Taliban, will rule the entire world in the future.
Hail to the lord! - Hail to the lord!
Hail to the lord!
Daughter-in-law! - What happened?
Help me! They'll kill me! - Who?
No one can save you! Come with us!
I'm against this marriage!
Please do something! - Where are you taking her?
Why do you care? Are you her mother?
No but she doesn't want to go.
She'll get married and belong to her husband!
Come on! - No!
They want to forcefully get me married to a murderer!
He's not a murderer. He's a Talibani!
He follows Islam!
You can't take her!
Don't interfere!
No one can stop the Taliban!
Come on!
Daughter-in-law, I don't want to marry a Taliban!
Help me! - 'Mummy, help me!
'I don't want to marry a Taliban! Mummy.'
Tinni!
(Sighs)
You have anemia. You won't be able to survive.
No one can keep weapons in his house!
All weapons should be submitted in the mosque.
No woman can leave the house without a man!
Everyone has to pray five times a day!
Every man has to grow a beard!
Every book, except for the holy book, is evil!
Playing or listening to music during weddings is banned!
No woman can leave the house without a veil!
Yes, sister-in-law, there are 42 varieties of grapes in Afghanistan.
42? - Yes!
Repeat!
No!
Repeat after me! - No!
(Muslim prayer)
You won't say it, will you? - No!
Kill them! - (Rapid gunfire)
I won't spare them, sister-in-law! I'll kill those Talibanis!
What's the matter, Roshandar?
I won't spare them!
What are you doing? - Move away!
Where are you taking the gun? - Move away!
(Gunshot)
Roshandar!
No! - Roshandar!
Roshandar! - Oh god!
Roshandar! What happened to my son?
(Wailing)
You've put a gun into the hands of the youth!
Every one of you will be killed one day!
(Wailing)
'Mother, I don't know whether you received my previous letter or not.'
'I'm very worried.'
'I feel as if I'm dying every moment.'
Mother, I'm leaving. - God bless you, son.
Take care. - Adraman, post this letter to India.
Call Janbaaz and tell him I'm waiting for him.
Yes.
Okay. - Goodbye!
Bye! - Take care.
(Crying)
Don't cry.
Friends, follow these rules of the Taliban!
You can be happy in life only by following them!
Follow them!
(Chuckles)
We've come outdoors after a long time. It feels so good.
Yes, even you'll enjoy at the wedding.
(Laughs)
No woman can leave the house without a veil!
No one can keep weapons in his house!
All weapons should be submitted in the mosque!
No woman can leave the house without a man!
Everyone has to pray five times a day!
Every man has to grow a beard!
Every book, except for the holy book, is evil!
Playing or listening to music during weddings is banned!
(Music playing)
Oh God!
We're searching for Siddique.
Where is he?
Siddique!
Come out! Don't waste my time!
Siddique!
Come out!
Fine, you want to waste our time!
(Music playing)
(Rapid gunfire) - (Screams)
Why was music being played here?
Don't you know there's a decree against it?
Throw everything out and destroy it! Search for Siddique!
(Rapid gunfire)
Mummy!
(Rapid gunfire)
O god, have mercy!
(Rapid gunfire)
Little girl, tell me where is Siddique?
Tell me!
Sir Malik!
Have mercy!
Siddique, my friend.
Where were you? - Move.
(Slap)
Will you waste our time?
Will you spread false rumors about us?
Beat him!
Have mercy!
Why are you beating him? What has he done?
He is spreading false rumors about us!
He says we are greedy for power!
Wrong! It's absolutely wrong!
Don't beat him! - Don't you know we are the Taliban?
We are true Muslims!
(Crying)
He instigates the people against us!
And do you know what he says,
we should send small girls to school! - Mummy!
He.. - Why are you beating him?
You call yourself Taliban, a true Muslim!
For god's sake, spare him!
Explain to him that we're giving him another chance
but he shouldn't spread false rumors about me!
And if he does then we'll be back!
And if we come back, then everyone will be killed.
Let's go!
(Crying)
Oh god!
Tinni! - Mummy!
Tinni!
You're here as well, you outsider!
(Crying)
Why do you wear such clothes?
She's our guest! - I know who she is.
Take the girl away.
Don't take her! - Stop!
Don't take her! No!
If I see you wearing such indecent clothes again,
I swear I'll kill you in public.
Be careful, got it?
Be very careful!
Let's go!
(Crying)
'Who am I? This question arises in my mind very often.'
'When I had left my country,'
'people said, since I married a Muslim, I'm not a Hindu anymore.'
'And in this country, people call me an outsider.'
'I know only one religion and that's humanity.'
'Then who am I? '
'I'm just a woman and this is my true identity.'
One lady is called a woman
and many ladies are called women.
Many ladies are called women.
You can leave.
(Chuckles)
Did you understand?
Why aren't you writing? - My hand is aching.
But why? - My husband hit me.
You women have no idea what a miserable life you're leading.
You've been taught since childhood to be your husband's servant!
The Taliban teaches your husbands that women are servants.
All this is wrong!
Your husband's beat you, oppress you
and you quietly tolerate all this!
Don't live in this darkness!
Come out of it, please!
Learn to fight for your rights!
Show the world you're also human!
Stand up against this torture and..
Put on your veils!
Oh god! - Let's go!
What were you teaching them?
They're my patients.
Then how will you cure them?
By giving these medicines to them.
Medicines?
(Grunts) - (Box thud)
Stop! - (Slap)
You teach evil things to our women!
I'm teaching them to be human beings
and to fight against your oppression! - Don't you dare!
Look! Such women deserve such treatment!
Take her along!
Get up!
(Groans)
Let me go!
Stop! - No!
Stop!
Stop all this! Stop!
Stop!
What are you doing?
You talk of Islam
but beat women so ruthlessly!
You're animals! - Mind your tongue!
How dare you take sides with this evil woman!
No! She's not an evil woman
nor has she done anything wrong!
Don't beat her thinking she is alone! She's not alone!
Her father is a big army officer in India!
And if he finds out how much you've tortured his daughter,
then just imagine
what they'll do to the Afghans living in India!
(Crying)
Fine! I forgive her this time.
But if this happens again,
(Chuckles)
then I'll kill her ruthlessly.
Let's go!
(Spit)
Get up.
Come!
Get up, daughter-in-law. Be courageous.
Come, carefully. Control yourself. - (Groans)
I can't live here.
I can't live here! - Careful.
(Groans)
Come.
'Greetings, mother.'
'Greetings to uncle Dranay, aunt Sarina, Bablu, aunt Naksira.'
Daughter-in-law, Adraman has sent this cassette for Gulbibi.
She's ill. She has to go to Pakistan for treatment.
'Please send Gulbibi. She'll be taken care of over here.'
'She can come comfortably by car.'
Daughter-in-law, you listen to it. I'll call the doctor.
Take rest.
'She can board a train from Rawalpindi and come to Karachi.'
'Mother, I'll come to pick her at Karachi station.'
'By god's grace, everything will be fine. Goodbye.'
Hey! Hey!
Stop! - (Girl crying)
Where is she going? And why are you with her?
We're going to Badri's house.
We'll spend the night there.
From there, I'll go to my mother's grave
and she'll go to Guncha's house.
And who's going to cook food?
She won't go! You go if you want to!
No, I'll also go! - (Slap)
Shameless! Why did you slap her?
Uncle Dranay! - What happened?
What's going on here?
She's leaving! - Where're you going?
We're going to Guncha's house. - She's going to your sister's place.
But.. - No!
Go on.
(Girl crying)
You too leave!
(Scoffs)
Daughter-in-law, this way.
(Laughs)
It feels so good!
Gulgutti, I'm very happy today!
(Laughs)
Daughter-in-law, you're going forever, aren't you?
I know it!
You've paid a man to take you to Pakistan.
He's waiting for you in Alikdari.
I can help you if you want.
I know.
Janbaaz has hurt you a lot.
But promise me
that you won't cause any harm to him.
How can I think badly about Janbaaz?
Whatever he has done to me but I'll not bring him any harm.
He's my husband. - No.
I'll help you,
but Janbaaz will only be mine. - No!
What? - Yes.
What are you saying? - Janbaaz will only belong to me.
I'll help you but he'll only belong to me.
Accept it! You are under my oath!
The Taliban are coming! Hurry up!
I'll help you!
What say you? Quickly!
Janbaaz will only be my husband! Say so!
You are under my oath! The Taliban are coming!
Tell me! Do you agree?
Fine! (Crying)
Mummy! - Where are you going?
We're going to Alikdari! She's going to her sister-in-law
and I'm going to my mother's grave!
Why isn't there any man with you? Don't you know the decree?
There's no man at home and my husband is in India.
You can't go alone! - Please, she's a doctor!
Where do you live? - Sarana!
Daughter-in-law!
Greetings! - Greetings to you!
What happened?
Do you know these women? - Yes!
Explain to them they can't travel without a man!
I will.
Goodbye! - Goodbye!
(Crying)
Ramajan, how did you know we're coming to your house?
I didn't know. I was going to Alikdari.
Can you do me a favour? - What?
You have a bicycle.
Can you get the sewing machine from our house?
I have to stitch your children's clothes.
I'll go there in the evening. Come to my house now.
Come immediately to our house.
We'll go ourselves. Please get the machine.
What if the Taliban catch you?
Don't worry about us, the Taliban have gone.
Now we have no fear.
We have no time. Go immediately!
Sadgi knows you're going to come. - Alright, go carefully.
Alright. - Sure.
See you. - By god's grace!
That was a good idea.
(Chuckles)
Daughter-in-law, are you upset with me?
Don't be upset with me.
You are..
going back to your family.
But I don't have anyone.
I pray to god to keep you happy.
But,
I want only Janbaaz.
God will keep you happy.
Go now. Go on.
Just go!
(Girl crying)
(Car engine starts)
Mummy, where are we going? - We're going back home, my dear!
(Music)
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
"The land is coming with me."
"I experience a different kind of happiness today."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
(Music)
"The scenery en route is so beautiful."
"It's as if they are trying to stop us."
"But we don't intend to stop."
"We'll surely reach our destination."
"My heart is full of happiness and a hope to meet my dear ones."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
(Music)
"My dream world was just a dream."
"When I opened my eyes, the dream was shattered."
"The one, from whom I had expectations, turned out to be a betrayer."
"He has left us alone."
"Forget it, mummy. Your daughter is coming with you."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"Mummy, even I'm headed towards my home."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
"The land is coming with me."
"I experience a different kind of happiness today."
"I'm flying like a butterfly."
"The flowers are with me. I'm going home."
(Music)
Mother! Mother!
Tell me! Where did you leave her? - Mother!
Tell me! - Mother!
You won't speak up!
Don't beat her!
Tell us, you shameless!
Tell us!
Mother!
You lied you were going to your mother's grave!
Tell us!
Mother! - Tell us, you shameless!
(Slap)
Mother!
Tell us where she has gone! Move! - Mother!
(Groans) - Tell us.
Tell us where she has gone!
Beat her! - Tell us, or else!
I'll tell you!
She has gone to Pakistan! (Coughs)
(Phone number dialing)
(Phone ringing)
Hello! - Hello, Avi!
Sister!
- I've run away!
I'm in Pakistan right now.
If they catch me, they'll kill me!
Please do something. - Who?
Please do something. - Who will kill you, sister?
I have to go to the Indian embassy to get my passport. Okay, bye.
Sister!
Let's play cards, uncle Asam.
1, 2, 3..
(Phone number dialing)
(Phone ringing) - 10, 11.
Hello! - Hello! Greetings, brother.
Adraman here, from Pakistan.
Greetings, Adraman. How are you?
Daughter-in-law had come but she ran away from my house this morning.
What are you saying?
Yes. - Where are Kala and Musa?
They're with me.
You fool! Why did you let her go?
I had gone to work. - What happened?
My wife ran away and had been to Adraman's in Pakistan.
I wonder where she has gone from there.
Kala, Musa and Adraman are searching for her.
Damn it!
Tell Adraman to search for her!
Find her as soon as possible and explain to her,
that our family will get humiliated because of this!
Find her quickly!
Alright, we'll search for her at the Afghan embassy.
Try to understand, madam. You don't have a passport.
I had it, but.. - I'm really sorry.
You've come from Afghanistan.
How can we give you a passport in Pakistan?
You've been living in Afghanistan since 6 years.
You'll have to get an Afghani passport.
Then you'll have to get a visa from the Indian embassy in Kabul.
I can't go there.
They'll kill me as soon as I reach there. My husband is in India.
He has left me!
But I'm sorry. I won't be able to do anything for you.
Please do something!
My daughter and I are completely helpless!
My brother-in-law is after me! They'll forcefully take me back!
Please!
Only the Afghan embassy can help you. You'd better go there.
I'm an Indian! Please help me!
Please ma'am, I'm sorry. (Chair creaks)
I can't help you.
Where's the Afghan embassy? - I don't know.
Excuse me, where's the Afghan embassy? - That way.
Thank you.
Once I find her, I'll teach her a lesson!
Just once!
The passport can't be issued from here. - Why?
We could've given you a passport only if you were living in Pakistan.
Now you'll have to get the passport from Kabul
and the visa from the Indian embassy.
Please, sir! My brother-in-law is searching for us!
If he gets hold of us, he'll kill us!
Please do something for me! - I'm sorry.
Goodbye!
(Crying)
Adraman, how could she escape in your presence?
Kala, I..
Let's spread out and search for her. - Okay.
Let's search for her!
There she is!
Stop, the car!
Get in!
Kala! - No!
Kala! - Let go off us!
Let me go! - Get in!
Help! - Why did you leave?
Help! - Get in quickly! Adraman!
Let's go, driver! - Kala, get in!
Quickly!
My cap! Wait!
(Crying)
Why did you take my daughter? - (Slap)
Kala, take Tinni away!
Come, Tinni! - Let her go!
Mummy! - Let her go!
If you touch my daughter, I'll kill you!
Remember that! - Mummy!
Take her bag!
Don't take Tinni! - Come on!
I'll accept Islam! Give my daughter back!
(Crying)
(Music)
(Thunder crashing)
(Music)
"Where do these tears in the eyes come from?"
"They flow down without thinking or asking."
"These tears reveal the sorrows in our heart."
"Where do these tears in the eyes come from?"
(Music)
"This is a sorrowful moment. I'm very lonely."
"My eyes are shedding tears even at such a time."
"This is a sorrowful moment. I'm very lonely."
"My eyes are shedding tears even at such a time."
"But I'll keep going along with you."
"O tears, listen to me."
Stop!
You can't escape from me! Stop!
(Rapid gunfire)
Let's go!
(Camel grunts) - (Gasps)
Have mercy! - Your daughter
Jarguna has married a Mujahid and has settled in India!
And she publishes things against our decrees in newspapers!
(Gasps)
Find her!
Does she send gifts for you? - Have mercy!
I'm taking your daughters with me!
Thank me! - Have mercy!
Let her go! For god's sake, let my daughter go!
Have mercy!
Let me go! I don't know anything!
If I had known, I'd have told you!
Don't beat him!
Let go of my husband! - No!
Don't beat him!
Let her go!
Leave him. - I won't spare you! Let me go!
Wow! Your son is really courageous!
I need him!
Tell your daughter I'm taking him with me!
I need him!
Don't kill my son! - I need him!
Don't kill my son, for god's sake! - Give this child to me!
(Gunshot) - (Screams)
My son!
(Wailing)
Tell your daughter,
these are the consequences of writing against us.
Daughter-in-law, please understand my situation.
If the Taliban finds out, they'll kill my family.
He's right. Go home.
If Kala and Musa come tomorrow morning..
Why do you run away so often? - Why do you take my daughter away?
Kala! - Don't do that!
Don't do that!
Kala, take your daughter! - What are you doing?
Kala! - Kala, don't snatch her daughter!
Kala!
Hey! Hey!
Stop!
Let go off my daughter! - Stop!
No! - Let go!
What's going on? - Leave.
Tell her to give my daughter back!
Give her back to him. - Uncle Dranay?
Go away all of you!
(Scoffs)
Actually.. - Did you again try to escape again?
Yes!
Daughter-in-law!
You tried to escape again!
Yes uncle but.. - But why?
Why are you doing this continuously?
Why do you want to humiliate this family?
Uncle, listen to me.. - Shut up!
The Taliban are right. You are a shameless woman!
Go away from here!
Now I'll never help you again!
Do whatever you want! Leave!
(Coughs)
Yes Gulgutti, tell me! - Daughter-in-law, Kala, Musa and Sawali.
Yes!
They're not here. They've gone to Riyaaz's house for the feast.
Thank god! Can you please do me a last favor?
What? - Can you find out what uncle Dranay,
Abu and Sadgi are doing in their rooms? Please!
Thank you.
What happened?
Daughter-in-law! - What?
You.. - No, I'll go right now.
No, the gate is locked. - I'll go through the sewer.
No, the Taliban will.. - I have no other option.
I'll have to try once again. Just find out!
Please go.
Be careful. - Yes!
(Crying) - Don't cry.
Enough! What's the matter?
I heard Tinni crying.
I came to see why she hasn't slept as yet.
She's sleeping.
Should I make her sleep with Kismat and Sawera?
No, you may go. I'm also feeling sleepy.
He'll take the truck to the post.
Jamal will take the truck to the Pakistan border.
And then the exchange will be done at one check post.
Jamal might have been informed about that place.
Taking a truck full of opium is dangerous.
Where should we take it without knowing this?
We need weapons as soon as possible.
Only then will we win this battle against Masood's group.
We must think before doing anything.
(Indistinct chatter)
Who are you? - I'm a doctor.
I'm going to Ghazni, to check my patient.
Where are you coming from? Tell me.
From Sarana.
This road doesn't go to Ghazni! (Sniffs)
Yes, perhaps I've lost my way.
Why isn't there any man with you?
My husband is in India.
We'll send a priest with you up to Ghazni, got it?
Come with us. - Thank you.
(Tractor engine starts)
Sit right here. I'll get the priest.
The doctor from Sarana, who is sitting in the tractor,
wants to go to Ghazni. What do we do about her?
(Tractor engine starts)
Come on! - Come on!
(Rapid gunfire)
(Bomb explosion)
Uncle Dranay! - Who is it?
Uncle Dranay! - What's the matter?
Greetings. - Greetings.
That Indian woman is caught.
Where is she?
She was taken to Ghazni, to Rafi Khuriar's house.
You go ahead, I'm coming. Go on.
She has tried to escape twice!
She deserves a severe punishment!
According to the rules, if a wife doesn't listen to her husband,
or likes some other man,
then she should be killed by pelting stones.
But she's not a Muslim. - She's an outsider!
You call me an outsider! I'm not a Muslim
but I've never wished bad for anyone.
What do you say, priest?
I'll agree to what you decide.
What right does she have to mislead our women,
to show them a wrong path, to fill their minds with non-Muslim facts?
I didn't say anything against Islam.
I was awakening the women
and teaching them to fight against the circumstances.
The life of women is very miserable here!
According to you, women don't even have a right to education,
nor voice their protest!
They can go out only if a man is with them!
And to be in the house like a commodity and keep producing babies!
Cook and clean the house as if they're servants!
If a woman dares to disobey your order, you beat her ruthlessly!
You kill her! A woman is just a slave for you! Nothing else!
These rules and regulations were made by the fundamentalists.
It's completely wrong to support these rules!
This is just hogwash!
These are not the instructions of Islam.
Islam never teaches this.
Will you teach us about Islam now? She has violated every decree!
She has tried to prove the teachings of the holy book to be wrong!
She has committed a crime against our religion.
If we don't kill her, we ourselves will become criminals!
Sushmita Khan, wife of Janbaaz Khan,
we have adjudged you as guilty
because you went against the decree and Islam.
First you'll be made a Muslim, then you'll be whipped
and then you'll be punished according to the law.
What do you say, Dranay? - It's okay, priest.
Abdul Malik, whip her!
(Whipping)
(Gun firing) - Girl! - What are you doing, daughter-in-law?
Give me the gun! - Never!
I've recognized you! I don't trust any one of you!
Don't do this! - Follow her!
(Banging on door)
Break it open!
Follow her! Come on!
Look on this side, you look there!
(Gunshot)
(Rapid gunfire)
There she is!
(Grunts)
(Bomb explosion)
Stop!
(Bomb explosion) - (Screams)
Shoot her! - (Rapid gunfire)
(Brakes squeal)
Stop, daughter-in-law. - No, uncle Dranay!
Please leave me! Let me go!
Come with me! - I don't want to!
I want to live! - Get in!
Please let me go! - Sit quietly!
Stop!
(Muslim prayer)
Stop, you outsider!
(Muslim prayer)
Stop!
(Muslim prayer) - (Rapid gunfire)
(Brakes squeal)
Come, daughter-in-law.
Come.
Uncle!
Don't look at me like that.
Don't ever think I'll let injustice be done to you.
Uncle!
Don't say a thing.
Here!
Your ticket to India.
Your name is Shabnam Khan in the passport which I've made for you.
Daughter-in-law!
I know,
only Janbaaz is responsible for all your problems.
I did nothing even after knowing it.
Now I request you
not to say anything to him after you reach home.
Because Janbaaz is the only earning member in our family.
Or else our family will die of starvation.
So please forgive him.
Come.
Be careful.
Will you please send Tinni?
Yes, sure.
You'll surely get Tinni.
God will help you.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
'Goodbye Afghanistan.'
'Goodbye to the country, lost in the darkness of illiteracy.'
'Goodbye, O unfortunate people.'
'I'm taking the good and bad memories with me.'
'Tinni, we'll meet soon.'
'But if we don't, then do remember your mother.'
'And grow up to be a self-respecting woman.'