The President has proclaimed an Emergency.
There is no reason to be alarmed.
Congratulations on your wedding. Has the priest arrived?
Uncle, uncle...
the Police are here along with the sterilization van.
The cops have come for the sterilization.
Oh God! - What do we do?
Oh, so all the men and boys
have hidden themselves before my arrival?
Trying to outsmart Mishra!
Give me the mic.
People of Mubinpura!
How dare you disobey orders given by the ruling party on sterilization?
You better support the government's sterilization program.
Trying to outsmart the government during an Emergency
is like going against the will of God.
That's why, all men and boys should come out right away...
and come with us to the Health Center.
Got it?
Noor?
Come out on your own.
If anyone is caught running, you will be ruthlessly killed.
We've got orders to shoot.
Come out.
They won't listen. Do this, Noor...
Sir.
Drag them out of their homes and dump them in the van.
Come on!
Please don't do this. - Move out of the way.
Get out of the way.
Come out!
Break open the door!
Get them out.
Sir, please don't take me.
Out! Take him in to the van.
Sir, let us go please.
Imraan, the police is here. - Rashid.
What happened, sister? - The police is here to get you sterilized.
Run!
Shoot him!
Have mercy on us.
Round them all up.
Take all the men to the hospital for sterilization.
Oh Lord, help us!
Open the door!
Break the door open!
Please do not force us... spare us!
How dare you defy a government order?
Please let me go. I've just gotten married.
Why are you sterilizing me?
I am 70 years old.
These are government orders. Come on!
I'm only 13 years old. Let me go, please.
Why are you taking me?
Sir, please let me go.
Put them in.
Sarfaraz!
I've heard they've imprisoned two more leaders from the opposition.
The press is censored.
Only a rosy picture is painted despite what you may have heard.
Look!
- I've come to take an appointment.
- I'll be right back.
Hello. - Hello.
What hairstyle do you want?
Saadhna's, Helen's or a bob?
Any style... will do.
I just want... to look...
confident.
No problem. I'll take care of it.
I am... Indu.
Indu Sarkar after marriage.
Before that, I was just Indu.
My first memories were of my orphanage.
I was special compared to the other kids.
I was the most beautiful child there. But...
Recite a poem.
My stammering stole my future, preventing any progress.
The... The little bird...
One by one, I saw everybody leaving me.
Then I buried my lonely life in books.
I wanted to study a lot.
I wanted to be a scholar.
And with school work, I started writing poems.
"Neither does it laugh nor cry,
This strange city never rests."
In my early teens I thought,
I would spend my life armed with a pen in hand.
Maybe I would become an author.
Or a poet?
Indu, give up this dream of becoming a poet.
Get real, Indu.
You won't get far by becoming a poet.
Books of famous poets sell for a pittance.
Do what every ideal Indian girl does...
get married, cook and have kids.
Naveen.
Don't leave me alone here, please.
Don't worry.
I'm here.
Come.
♪ This moment ♪
♪ Beware of this moment, ♪
♪ Beware! ♪
♪ Get out of this moment ♪
Oh, Naveen-ji.
Welcome.
Sister-in-law, greetings. - Greetings!
Thank you for coming.
Meet Bajwa-ji.
He's a very big builder in Delhi.
Not at all.
Hardly a big builder.
I have but one identity...
That...
I am Naveen-ji's friend.
By the way, Bajwa-ji...
you've thrown quite a lavish party for Omnath-ji.
He'll surely be happy. - Enjoy the party.
I'll join you in a little while. - Okay.
♪ The breath is fluid ♪
♪ Does it ever stop? ♪
♪ Everything else is a fable ♪
Delhi has become so cold, it's unbelievable.
Naveen Sarkar is here.
He is the Urban Development minister, Omnath-ji's right-hand-man.
And Omnath-ji, is our Chief's right-hand-man.
Look, during the Emergency, only two people have a voice...
the policeman and the yes-man.
Rightly said, Tyagi-ji.
That's Mr. Kapoor, the famous industrialist from Punjab.
- Hey, Naveen's here.
Hello, Naveen. - Hi, Rammohan-ji.
Indu...
This is Manju Kushwaha. - Greetings.
Delhi Municipal Corporation's chairperson.
And this is Rammohan-ji.
The head of Development Authority.
Greetings, sister-in-law. - Greetings.
Had heard from Naveen about you.
I finally met you today.
Oh excuse me, sister-in-law.
If I have your permission...
can I speak to Naveen-ji in private for a couple of minutes?
Sure. - Thank you.
♪ My hand in yours ♪
♪ What else can matter? ♪
Naveen-ji, has something moved forward with the Minister?
Bajwa-ji, I am more eager than you are.
Have been trying since three months.
And now finally managed to get all concerned together.
I've forwarded all the papers, briefings to Omnath-ji.
Rest assured, our Turkman plan is almost finalized.
Oh, very good.
Greetings, Khurana.
Hello, sir.
Chadha, how are you?
The Minister has come.
Bajwa-ji, how are you? - Sir, welcome.
How are you, Naveen?
All well with you, Neeraj?
♪ Who is with whom here? ♪
♪ No one knows for sure. ♪
Mr. Bajwa, you've thrown a fantastic party for our anniversary.
Not at all, sir.
Sir, on your wedding anniversary,
my wife has written a couplet for both of you.
With your permission, she'd like to recite it, sir.
Why not?
I love poetry.
Just a minute, sir.
Come.
Give her a minute.
Sprinkling its fragrance, comes the sun... sun-kissed dusk.
Such new desires, have taken birth.
W... When you touched my forehead, it felt as though,
in the lines of his hands,
my destiny sprawls.
In... the glow of your night, I shine a bit, like the moon.
That which I desired has been crushed by others.
Very nice.
Good.
Now say...
Anesthesia...
say - ee - ya -
Anesthesia
Ae... nes... the... sia...
Good - ee - ya...
Ee... ya...
Very good, that's enough for today.
Pushpa-ji...
What do you think?
You're learning very fast, Indu.
There is improvement.
Good.
But...
when will my speech become perfect?
Soon.
You're doing very well.
Thank you.
Our organization 'Ahilya NGO'...
welcomes all of you to this match-making ceremony.
I hope that all of you find a match today.
You are looking very good. Let's go.
He looks like the actor Rajesh Khanna.
From the film Aradhana.
Shh... Quiet.
"There are blossoms in the garden."
Indu...
What's your qualification?
BA.
Do you have your astrological charts?
Walk for us.
Sorry?
We want to make sure there's nothing wrong with your gait?
Nothing wrong with my gait.
My stammering b... betrays.
Since when do you have this illness?
Since childhood.
But, the d... doctors say...
that it'll be fine s... soon.
Alright.
I... I...
Let's go.
Alright, thank you.
Come.
Mr. Naveen, every time you come here on your own
and reject them all.
Why is that?
It's okay.
So, you're also alone in Delhi?
Yes.
I must thank you for coming out with me just after our first meeting.
You're em... embarrassing me.
Please start.
Where to start?
My name is Naveen Sarkar.
I'm a Section Officer with the Indian Government.
I'm from Kolkata.
It was tough, passing the Central Services exam,
to secure a government job.
I got it.
My family stays in Kolkata.
That's about it. Anything else?
I was asking you to start eating.
I'm not hungry.
But, I know hunger.
I have broken ties with hunger and poverty with a lot of difficulty.
But now, enough.
I want money.
Success.
I want a large mansion.
And marriage?
Why haven't you married as yet?
I want to, but...
But...
you don't like any girl.
No, it's not that.
Actually, I just don't get 99 of 100 girls.
So...
Am I that one girl?
By the way, my... my treatment is on.
R... Really.
No, that doesn't make a difference to me?
Let it be.
Tell me about yourself.
What do you want from life?
I... want to be a good... wife.
I want to set up... a pretty... home.
I don't have big... dreams.
Please eat.
We can talk... later.
Okay. Please...
Thank you.
You have some, too.
♪ In front of your eyes, if you don't see me ♪
♪ You'll find me with my voice ♪
I'll drop you home.
♪ My voice! ♪
♪ When there's no light, a thick dark night ♪
♪ Then my face is my voice ♪
♪ My voice! ♪
Have you seen 'Bobby'? - What?
'Bobby'... seen it?
No.
♪ A touch of your hand ♪
♪ Makes me feel the world is mine ♪
Indu, see you again?
Definitely.
I gave you my number.
Will you remember it?
How... can I... forget?
Okay, goodnight.
♪ When there's no light, a thick dark night ♪
♪ Then my face is my voice ♪
"In... the glow of your night, I shine a bit, like the moon."
"Such a beautiful song, time sings for me today."
- Wow... amazing!
- Beautiful! - Lovely!
Indu, Omnath-ji was very happy with your poem.
He wants you to write a poem for his Business Federation speech.
Really?
He liked my poem so much?
Write a nice one.
It's because of Omnath-ji that I have upgraded from a scooter to a car.
Today...
our government is being blamed...
for the arson in the country due to the Emergency.
But, I'm asking you,
forget fire, forget smoke, show me a flame at least.
Sure, there is one fire...
that burns in the heart of our Prime Minister.
The fire of progress, to build the country of our dreams.
I urge you –
please help whole-heartedly in our government's 20-point program.
I would like to recite a poem based on today's situation.
This country won't succumb.
Now, this country won't stop.
Old or young,
Will live free.
She's Goddess Durga.
She is Goddess Durga.
Who brought the enemy to their knees.
Giving the Elixir of Life to Her citizens,
She drinks poison Herself.
This country won't succumb.
Now, this country won't stop. No way!
- Wow... wonderful!
- It is indeed a lovely poem Omnath-ji has written.
- He's really impressive.
The government has really mistreated the people of Mubinpura.
This is the height of government atrocities.
Till when will this go on?
Shivam, don't worry.
Under Nana-ji's leadership, this country will definitely be free again.
- What's that new product? Old Spice? Do you have it?
- Yes, we do.
- Hello. - Greetings, Vitthal-ji.
- Greetings.
The literature is ready.
- Okay, wait a few days till I tell you.
Okay, as you deem best.
Victory to India. - Victory to India.
Raju, put the balance on the tab.
Take out these four lines and print the rest.
How many times have I told you?
Nothing should be printed against the government.
Show me your article.
This provocative quote won't do.
Your reporters are leaving no stone unturned to shut your press.
But, sir, this is a quote by Gandhi-ji.
Kalamveer, now Gandhi has a new meaning in this country.
Greetings, Chief.
Omnath, I have only half an hour.
I've to go to the Flying club.
Yes. Please come.
Tell me, Omnath.
Chief...
In the Business Federation, I have personally got signatures
of all illustrious industrialists, professionals and intellectuals
in support of the Emergency and government.
Good.
And sir, this is the plan for a shopping complex,
housing colony and a 5-star hotel
in the central area of Turkman Gate.
Sir, you must remember that we spoke about it.
Which poem was it, Omnath?
"Goddess Durga... brought the enemy... to their knee."
What not you wrote. Who wrote it?
I did, sir. With all my heart.
You did?
It seems that you are the only minister who works.
Omnath-ji, if it weren't for you, our government would fall.
Isn't it?
Sir...
Isn't it, Farzana?
Sir, a new recruit makes extra effort.
Really?
What did you do?
Nath, Kumar?
My, so called 'Young Turks'?
What have you done?
What did I ask you to do?
350 sterilizations.
In their own constituencies.
What happened?
Cat bit your tongue with the word 'sterilizations'?
Sometimes I feel that Farzana is bolder than you.
And that too being a woman.
It's not that, Chief.
We are working very hard on your five-point agenda.
Really?
So, in five seconds tell me my five-point agenda.
Literacy... - Beautification by getting rid of hutments...
Sterilization and...
Elimination of dowry and caste system.
Yes.
From today, your target isn't 350 sterilizations.
It's 700.
And if you fall short, count yourselves in this number.
Chief, the thing is that there's chaos all over on account of sterilizations.
Population control is important for India's progress.
Emergency doesn't run on emotions...
but on my orders.
Omnath, your plan is approved!
Thank you, Chief.
Thank you so much.
We've been waiting long.
It's been two hours.
Wonder when he'll come.
He's come.
Greetings, sir.
Sir...
we've come from Turkman Gate.
I'm Shyamlal Khatri,
he's Khwaja Abbas,
and he's Mohammed Younus.
What do you want?
Sir, we've received a notice.
They are breaking down all the hutments.
Where will so many people from this hutment go?
Sir, we've been staying there since the Partition.
Have you heard about the five-point agenda?
The government has taken a decision.
Sir, why are you uprooting us at this age?
They are all illegal hutments.
No, sir. They aren't.
We have official papers.
We have ration cards.
Our names are on the voting list.
We've even voted for this government. - Yes, sir.
Yes.
Clear the area quickly.
And quietly move to the place the government is giving you.
We sterilized 400 people from the hutment
as the government asked for.
You're still throwing us out?
Sir, this is absolutely unfair.
It isn't unfair. It is a necessity.
There's no use arguing with me.
I have orders.
The hutments will be razed down.
Sir, please consider...
Mansoor, the blueprint must have come from NDMC for Bhagat Singh Market.
Send it quickly. And a cup of tea for me.
- Yes, sir.
Anything else?
When will we get kerosene?
We've been waiting for so long.
Am I hoarding it?
We've been coming to your shop for a week asking for it.
So?
Please give me some kerosene.
My children are starving since two days.
Where will I give you kerosene from?
It should first come from the government godowns.
The truck is just an excuse.
You are all just hoarding it.
Hey... I have this shop in Chandi Chowk since two generations.
You're blackmailing us under the pretext of the Emergency.
- Tell the government this.
- Go away!
Mishra-ji, does Turkman Gate come under your jurisdiction?
Yes.
We've called you here because we have to break this whole slum.
For beautification purposes. - Okay.
Mishra-ji, just clear this area once.
And you'll see Delhi's most gorgeous 5-star hotel here.
From India Gate to Red Fort, the entire skyline will change.
On this project, Manju Khushwaha...
will get us the demolition order from the Municipal Corporation.
Rammohan-ji will get the plan approved by the DDA...
and Bajwa-ji's company will be in charge of the construction.
Naveen Sarkar will be the one-point-contact from my side.
Oh, fantastic.
Who says this country is not united?
We are all working together.
Isn't it?
Alright. It'll be done.
Naveen... - Sir.
do you remember when you came to me the first time
with a letter from your uncle?
And I asked you, how much is 2+2?
Do you remember what your response to me was?
I remember, sir.
It'll add up to as much as you want it to.
I liked that about you... always did.
Thank you, sir.
Naveen, you see this crowd burning in the Delhi sun;
everybody wants one chance.
Just one.
And you've got that chance.
Make your dreams come true before the Emergency ends, Naveen.
I will, sir.
Thank you.
Why are you... getting dark circles?
These aren't dark circles.
They're side effects of dreaming.
Then, we don't want to see such... dreams.
Don't say that, Indu.
This is our chance to turn our dreams to reality.
Our own home, a large bank balance, retirement fund...
Everything is a couple of steps away.
Only a couple of steps.
Is it?
What's happened suddenly?
Not suddenly.
I've been working towards it for a long time.
In fact, I was chasing my dreams.
There was only one thing missing.
What?
Me?
Emergency.
But, people are very critical of the government about the Emergency.
What do they say?
That government... officials and businessmen,
are exploiting the Emergency.
Who are these people?
Just... the public.
I heard somethings... in the market at the ration... store.
What does the common man know, how the government works?
Rubbish!
And what right do they have to say that to me?
No, they weren't saying that to you.
It's the same thing.
People in this country are only born to abuse the government.
And they die doing that.
They are 60 million people.
They will make some noise.
Listen... the trains run on time.
Black-marketeers are scared.
What else do they want?
Throwing their mouths off!
Sorry.
Listen, Indu.
Henceforth, not a word against the Emergency in this house!
Victory to India, Vitthal-ji!
Victory to India! - Come.
Greetings, Victory to India!
Are you all well?
Yes. - Yes.
Victory to India!
Shall we start?
Yes, come.
You all, please start.
Why are you printing here this time around?
The sounds of the dancing bells veil the printing sounds.
Vitthal-ji.
This is a detailed account of the atrocities at Mubinpura.
In a few days this will be distributed all over.
"Vacate the seat. The people are here!"
What's written here?
These underground activists have spat at us on the face.
We had suppressed all press, didn't we?
Then where's this voice - of the activists - coming from?
Sir, it's...
Oh, please. Just shut up!
It's our good fortune that someone called the Police
because of the noise of the dance class.
And they discovered this!
This...
If this poisonous thought reached the people,
we would've been in trouble.
Just think, the family that spent its entire life for freedom,
would've been embarrassed in front of the country and the world.
Believe me, Chief.
I am in touch with the IB 24-hours.
So much so, our youth workers burned down the dance class
to teach them a lesson.
Please Mr. Kumar.
You are good for nothing.
Sir...
that's enough!
Now, will you tell me how to behave?
Sir... please be respectful!
After all, I'm an elected MP.
I'm a Minister of State.
Elected?
You swing like Tarzan holding on to mummy's sari.
A person like you wouldn't get a single vote.
Sir, please.
Don't cross your limit.
What did you just say?
Mr. Kumar...
please put your resignation on this table.
Or, I'll have you rot in jail under MISA.
Get out.
Out!
Just relax, Chief. Relax.
How can I relax?
Till when will mummy manage this rubbish alone?
Some random activists...
They can't manage menial tasks and they want to change the country.
Call those activists and ask them to try running the country, for just one day.
But, for now, Chief...
this needs to be tackled.
The people are like a blank slate.
Write whatever you want them to believe.
If they talk about a woeful state,
we'll run a 'Happy Nation' campaign.
There'll be a fiery poem read in the Bombay Party Seminar.
It should echo in every part of India.
Omnath?
It'll be done, Chief.
- Father, the Police are here.
Come on. Quick!
- Take your positions.
- Quick, quick.
- Take your positions.
What are the Police doing here?
People of Turkman Gate,
how many times have we explained to you?
We've even sent you an official notice many times to clear the area.
This is an illegal hutment.
You ignored them.
Now, we've come to clear out this place.
Do you understand?
If anyone tries to interrupt, it won't be good.
We've orders to raze down the slum. Vacate the place quietly.
No. We won't leave! - Why will we leave!
- This is brute force by the government!
- It is not an illegal dwelling.
Hey, move them out of here.
Move!
- What are you doing?
- The government can't do this!
Give it to him!
- Break all those shops and houses!
- Push them all back.
Where are you going? They are firing at us.
Throw stones at them. Don't let them come close.
- Tear gas!
Sit here.
Here, drink water.
Have some.
Have some water.
- Down with this dictatorship!
- Woman or child... move them all.
- Please spare my children.
- Save everything you can.
A curfew has been enforced here.
Everyone is requested to sit in the trucks and go to the camps for the displaced.
Those breaking the curfew will be arrested.
- The government has demolished everything.
- And now with this curfew,
- they are not giving us a chance to search for anything.
- Anyone got any food... water?
You are all requested to go to the camps allotted to you.
Those breaking the curfew will be arrested.
Brother, do you know their parents,
or neighbour or any relative?
I can't find both my sons.
How can I think of them?
Please ask elsewhere.
- Gather whatever you can find.
- Can't find our children or our things.
- What is this government avenging?
Listen... do you know these kids?
I am very stressed.
Please go.
- I'm ruined.
I've lost everything.
Nothing's left.
- Gather whatever you can find.
The government said, remove poverty.
Here, they have removed the poor.
Dinesh, I repeat...
not a word, not a line, not a photograph,
in tomorrow's papers about Turkman.
Okay?
Sir, Mishra-ji has sent fresh reports.
A lot of people were killed, sir.
And 150 have been arrested.
And 1070 huts have been broken.
There's still a lot of demolition left.
I didn't think there would be so much resistance.
Foolish people.
Naveen, give me updates through the night.
Hello.
Indu...
Naveen, where are you?
There's a lot of work in the office.
I won't be able to be back before morning.
You eat and go to sleep.
But, Naveen...
Hello?
Indu?
Enough, Indu.
What is this Turkman that you're going on about?
It's not the first time that such an incident has happened.
But, how could I leave the children alone?
Do you know how inhumanly the police have beaten people?
Naveen, the entire hutment has been demolished.
So?
Will you get their rubbish here?
Please. The children will hear.
So, let them.
Which martyr's kids are they?
It was an illegal hutment.
So, the police razed it down.
It was their duty. Plain and simple.
Yes, but how can the police fire at helpless people?
Does the Emergency mean...
that anything... goes? - Enough, Indu!
Enough!
I've told you before and telling you this for the last time.
Not a word against the Emergency in my house.
Sorry, Naveen.
Don't get angry, please.
Try and understand, Indu.
After all, I'm a government servant, too.
Who knows where they've come from?
Whose children they are.
What if they are kids of some anti-nationals or Naxalites?
My entire career will be finished.
Please.
I understand.
The government has opened camps for the displaced.
Leave them there.
And you just concentrate on writing a poem for the 'Happy India' campaign.
Alright.
I have made stuffed rotis.
Should I serve you breakfast?
No, first you promise me.
You will drop them off at the camp.
Promise?
And give them something to eat, too.
Ma'am, I've checked for the names Hamid and Gul Ansari thrice.
There's no such name in the list.
Check at the Trilokpuri and Ranjeet Nagar camps.
I've just come from there.
They are not there.
They aren't here, either.
Look elsewhere. I've a lot of work.
Next.
- Ma'am.
Ma'am, I can help you.
But, it'll cost you.
It won't be too much.
Here. Take this.
Here.
Please have.
Take it.
Here.
I'm Mekhla Singh.
I do community service with an organization here.
Please sit.
What brings you here?
I'm finding the parents of these kids.
I found them in the Turkman chaos.
I was finding my son until a few months back, too.
Did you find him?
I did.
His body.
The police killed him.
But, why?
That is exactly what I was asking the police,
"But, why?"
I still haven't got an answer.
S... S... Sorry
I'm not.
For me, my son is a martyr who died fighting the government.
One bullet turned my young, six-feet-tall boy, into a six-inch photograph.
I will fight this government.
Aren't you scared?
I have seen the death of my young child?
Who should I fear?
I heard Mekhla's pain.
I couldn't understand what kind of an era we lived in.
And under these circumstances what do I do with these children?
Looking at the state of the camp,
I couldn't leave the children there.
On Mekhla's advice,
I went to the children's school.
I got to know that they have an uncle in Rampur village.
Hamid Ansari.
I saw a ray of hope.
I told Naveen about the camp as well.
And assured him that before he returned from Bombay,
I would drop the kids to their uncle
and have the poem for the 'Happy India' campaign ready.
Every new ray of hope brought with it disappointment.
The uncle refused to keep the kids.
There was no other hope left,
so I asked Mekhla for help.
She told her friends and colleagues to help me.
On one hand, Mekhla and her friends were involved
in finding the children's parents.
And on the other, I was busy writing the poem on a 'Happy India'.
How could I write a poem on a happy India
when I was a living poem of sadness.
We were short on time.
I told Mekhla, we would need to try through other ways.
Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.
Indu, this is Satinder Sodhi-ji. - Okay.
Inspector at Ajmeri gate.
He helped me a lot in trying to find my son.
Please will you... find the parents... of these kids, too?
Where did you find them?
In Turkman.
Look, I can't help you officially...
because all the Turkman records are locked away
in a file that will never be opened.
But, I have some links, some contacts.
I'll try.
Don't worry.
Thank you.
This has their names; their parent's names... everything.
Do they stay with you?
Yes.
Mr. Sodhi, you'll have to hurry it a bit.
Her husband is a government officer...
and doesn't want the kids to stay with them for very long.
Only you can do this, Mr. Sodhi.
What's his name?
Naveen Sarkar.
Naveen Sarkar?
Mekhla-ji, are you trying to trap me?
What?
Naveen Sarkar is a very influential man.
He's very powerful.
If he knows that I'm even meeting you...
No, no.
I know her very well, Mr. Sodhi.
There will be no problem. Trust me.
Take this. - What happened?
Look, I can risk my job but not my life.
Sir, this area will have tents. - Okay.
And there'll be a stage here.
Cars will enter... - Greetings, Omnath-ji.
Hello, Patil-ji.
How are your sugar mills doing? - Very well.
Preparation for the press conference is in order.
7000 public buses have been arranged.
Sir, there'll be at least 100,000 people here.
There's just one problem.
What?
Kishore Kumar has flatly refused to sing.
But, why?
He says that he's unwell.
Oh.
"That's end of today's news bulletin. Our next show is Classics..."
Why did you switch off the radio?
Songs were next.
What songs?
The government has banned Kishore Kumar songs
on the radio and television.
What rubbish!
What nonsense is this?
The government has decided how many children we should have.
Now, they'll also decide what we should say, see and hear?
Unbelievable.
Hey!
Don't get sore.
Just listen to Kishore.
♪ Come, let me take you to a place ♪
♪ Under such an azure sky ♪
♪ Where there is no sorrow ♪
♪ No tears in which to wallow ♪
♪ Just love, just love lives. ♪
I'll try.
I'll be there at 8:30 am. Be there.
Shaukat, take care of the printing. - Yes.
Mekhla-ji, there's bad news.
The kids who are with Indu Sarkar...
the police have killed their parents.
And to cover up, they've labeled them as Naxalites.
And look...
Holy chanting.
I told you that when I return...
I don't want the children in the house.
Didn't I tell you that?
You people... have killed their parents?
What?
Is this true?
Where did you get this?
Who has given you this?
Bloody rubbish!
Tell me truthfully, who are you meeting these days?
Activists?
You are meeting activists.
These activists are printing such pamphlets and brainwashing people like you.
It's not them.
It is you, Naveen.
You've become... blind in trying to fulfill your... dreams.
Didn't you know... about Turkman?
In Turkman...
Look, in Turkman what...
there...
How do I explain it to you?
Whatever happened there was beyond my control.
I didn't even know that so much would happen.
Believe me, I... I'm innocent.
Naveen...
doesn't it make... any difference to you?
No.
It doesn't.
Because...
I'm a small, insignificant part in this government machinery.
I don't matter.
And hutments and dirt have to be removed for the progress of the country.
They aren't dirt, they're people, Naveen.
Don't the poor have a right to live?
What should I do?
No, you tell me, what should I do?
Should I leave my job?
Try to understand, Indu.
Whatever I've done,
whatever I'm doing...
is for a brighter future for us.
Please understand.
Please step away from me.
Who are you fighting for?
For those children?
They are children of Naxalites!
They'll get us killed one day.
Your government has spread these lies.
To hell with the lies and truth.
You're lucky that you have shelter in a government officer's house.
Or...
That you are an orphan doesn't mean
that you turn my house into an orphanage.
Is this only your house?
Not mine?
It is your house.
It sure is.
But, only till you are a good wife.
You used to say,
"I want to be a good wife."
Be one.
One thing is for sure.
These children won't stay here.
If the kids won't stay here, nor will I.
Really?
Do you have it in you?
To leave the house?
Where will you stay?
Stammering your way to get your rights.
Decide... the house or the children?
The children.
Are mother and father dead?
Will they never come back?
How much is it?
Two rupees.
Indu?
It's not easy for one who has been homeless, to let go of a house.
But, maybe that's the harshness of truth.
Once you know the truth, you can't turn away from it.
I felt like I was a refugee in my own country.
Thank God for Mekhla, she gave us shelter.
A great wall had come up between us.
One neither I nor Naveen could cross over.
I know that, a change of house would mean a change in address,
but not a change in destiny.
That's why, I won't fail, I won't give up.
And with this thought I made up my mind...
that I won't let this shadow of fright fall on Ehsaan and Noor.
I'll get up once more and give my life a fresh start.
Thank you.
Our urgent meeting today, is just for this.
A note from Nana-ji.
Friends of 'Himmat India', bravo!
You printed the truth of the Turkman massacre...
and that has caused turmoil within the government.
As you know...
I have a warrant issued against me under MISA.
That's why I'm underground and will be be amongst you very soon.
Till then, keep fighting peacefully.
Yours, Nana-ji.
What happened, Shivam?
Nothing is happening, that is the problem.
We'll let you know when we have a suitable job for you.
Good morning, ma'am.
Why did she come here?
For a job.
Indu is looking for a job nowadays.
I thought I should let you know.
By the way, she's left the husband's name blank.
Thank you.
What did I not do for Indu.
I gave a homeless orphan a home.
Respect in society.
What did she give me in return?
She left me for two street children.
Sister-in-law will surely return.
Will she return because you say so?
No.
She'll come if you use my idea.
Do this.
Send her a divorce notice.
She will mellow down.
She will come running back.
Indian women break down when they see their home fall apart.
Get it?
She'll come back, won't she?
Don't think too much.
Just send her the divorce notice.
What is this, Indu?
Naveen sent you divorce papers and you signed them?
Why?
I barely gave it much thought before getting married
that I should spend time pondering over a divorce.
The ghosts of relationships don't leave so quickly.
That's why, think.
Think it through.
I couldn't be a good wife while we were together.
I may be able to give him happiness while apart.
Are you ready?
I'll help you.
Come.
Sodhi-ji?
I've come to take the kids.
They'll have to be kept under government supervision.
Take them.
But, why?
Because their parents were Naxalites.
Sodhi-ji, that's a lie.
Naveen has sent you. Hasn't he?
Let go of them. Has Naveen sent you?
Look, the Emergency is on.
I don't have the time to argue.
Take them away.
Sodhi-ji, I...
Let them go!
Indu-ji, I'm very sorry.
I have orders from the top.
I'll do something, Sodhi-ji.
Sodhi-ji, please.
You can't do this.
Step back.
Please, Sodhi-ji.
Sodhi-ji, ask them.
Please don't do this.
Sodhi-ji, please ask them...
Take the kids inside.
Sodhi-ji, this... is not right!
Save us.
Don't be scared.
I'll come to get you.
I'll come to get you. Alright?
Don't be scared.
Victory to India!
Nana-ji?
Please sit.
Friends of Himmat India.
In my own country...
I've worn various disguises, like a criminal, to get here from Allahabad.
Anyway, let that be.
Unto death is a new life.
I'm proud that you are struggling for India's second freedom.
The voice that the government had suppressed with the Emergency,
today, is growing like the crop of angst.
And I'm very proud of you.
Thank you.
Now, there's a unique opportunity.
A new challenge.
Some of our supporters in the government have told us
that the Prime Minister has organized a press conference for foreign delegates.
In this conference, lies will be shamelessly doled out.
It will be shown that this is a thriving democracy.
And in this free country there is no persecution.
In front of the foreigners, we've to decimate this celebration of lies.
Are you all ready?
Yes. - Yes, Nana-ji.
But, Nana-ji...
we'll achieve nothing with passive political resistance and peace.
It's been 15 months since the Emergency.
And if this continues for a couple of years, people will keep dying.
Our leaders will rot in jail.
For how long will we just keep handing out pamphlets?
Stop it, Shivam.
Shivam, anger has great strength.
Save your anger.
And remember that right from the beginning...
we had decided that our weapon would be to fight without weapons.
But, we'll never get our rights with our hands folded.
Shivam, no more arguments.
So, we'll make a big noise in the government's grand show.
And we'll start planning for it from today.
Okay? - Yes.
Indu...
Mekhla told me about what happened to you.
It's unfortunate that we haven't been able to tell you much about the kids.
I can't understand... what to do.
A stream is that waterfall that makes it's way from anywhere in the mountains.
Under any circumstance.
In any direction.
Nana-ji, I don't understand.
I hear that you write poems.
You can turn your anger to tears and write anything.
Write revolutionary poems.
Indu...
one of India's daughters has held the country prisoner.
Be that daughter that shows the country the path to freedom.
So, Mr. Sahani.
How prepared are we for the press conference?
Look, sir.
Wedding of Ramesh and Veena.
Whose wedding invitation is this?
Sir, read the invitation.
Activists are printing false wedding cards and exchanging information, sir.
But, what are you doing?
Tell me that. - We're on it, sir.
In fact, we've traced the addresses on the cards and made some arrests, too.
And from the people who've been caught,
We've learnt that some people from the catering service
are hiding notes in boxes and sending them to homes.
And what's more, sir, criminals released from Tihar Jail...
are also sending out literature from activists inside prison to the outside world.
Our Intelligence Bureau has found out about a lot of such groups.
And we have eyes on them.
Sahani, don't spare anyone.
Catch everyone.
Even if you so much as doubt anyone, arrest them under MISA.
Don't worry, sir.
We are on this with the police.
Be rest assured, we'll take care of the matter, sir.
Alright.
Okay, sir.
Jai Hind.
Jai Hind! - Jai Hind, sir.
Sahani. - Sir.
Remember this, clearly!
There is a lot of pressure from the High Command.
If there's even the slightest mistake in front of the foreign delegates...
I'll lose my seat.
You too, will be found in the dungeons of the Andamans.
Got it?
Yes, sir. Jai Hind.
Holy chanting.
What's all this drama?
Let go... let go.
Victory to India!
Long live Democracy!
Sir, why are you hitting me?
Nana-ji, we've created this paper.
Photographs?
Alright.
Nana-ji, the police have reached Mekhla's house.
You leave this place quickly.
Who's this?
She doesn't know anything.
She comes here to learn sewing.
Take your clothes from inside.
Okay?
Okay.
Alright. Come on.
Come on, madam.
Move it.
Come on. Move.
Clear the place, nothing to see here.
Like a fist full of sand,
everything was slipping away.
First, it was my home,
then the children,
and finally, took away my last support, Mekhla.
And the root of all my problems was the Emergency.
Down with the Emergency!
I had decided that this oppression had to be equally met
with the resistance of my anger and pain.
Friends...
we aren't sorry but proud...
that Mekhla, Nihaal and our other friends
have been arrested fighting this issue.
If the problem is big, our intent will get stronger.
We aren't going to get scared.
Yes, Nana-ji. - Yes, Nana-ji.
Shaukat...
are the pamphlets that we will throw before the foreign delegates ready?
Yes, Nana-ji.
Our supporter, Mr. Kilachand Agarwal has arranged a new printing machine for us.
Good.
Jenny?
This is the layout of the hall where the press conference will take place.
There will be tight security.
Our people will be in these green seats
they will create a diversion.
They will distract the police and stop them from going forward.
But the most important are these two seats.
In these two seats up front, Jenny and Piyu, you will sit here as journalists.
Then, you'll throw these pamphlets in front of the foreign delegates on stage.
You'll shout slogans in English.
Is that clear?
Yes, Nana-ji.
So, what we have...
Nana-ji, I want to do this.
It's not so easy.
You can get arrested.
Will you be able to do it?
If not now, I'll never be able to do it.
Indu...
it's a government press conference.
In this fight,
you could be faced by your own who are the enemy.
You won't hesitate, will you?
Warrior Arjun's determination can falter.
Not injured and insulted Draupadi's.
Sir, he's in the third car.
Okay... okay.
What is this?
Sir, it's nothing.
- Lying? - No, sir.
Came to start a protest?
Welcome... welcome.
Welcome to India. Please come.
- What is this? - Nothing, sir.
- Out with it!
What is this?
You'll start a protest against the government?
Okay, go.
- In the line please.
- Come this way.
Here are the pamphlets.
And as planned, the car will be waiting at the back.
And Nana-ji has said that till we don't get a signal from him,
everyone must remain underground.
Alright?
Be careful.
All the best.
Shall we?
Naveen. - Yes, sir.
Make sure all arrangements after the press conference are in order. Okay?
Sure, sir. Okay.
Please come, Mr. Chadha.
Good evening.
On behalf of the Indian Government,
it's my privilege and honor to welcome
the distinguished members of the Parliament...
of the Commonwealth Nations.
Down with the dictatorship!
Long live democracy.
Shame shame censorship.
Indu, now!
Indu, throw the pamphlets!
Emergency, down down!
Dictatorship, down down!
Restore Indian Democracy!
Emergency, down down!
Press in chains, never never!
Emergency, down down!
Press in chains, never never!
Emergency, down down!
Press in chains, never never!
Stop shouting!
There's no one here.
Check in that direction.
♪ You, who are proud of your youth, will repent tomorrow ♪
♪ The dawn's light eventually fades with dusk. ♪
♪ Oh, it will fade, it will fade! ♪
♪ You are a mere guest in the inn for mortals. ♪
♪ Your life, a visitor for a few days. ♪
♪ Oh, your life is brief! ♪
♪ Neither earth, nor gold and jewels will journey after with you. ♪
♪ You came with nothing you'll take none. ♪
♪ Oh, you'll take nothing! ♪
♪ Turning a blind eye, you crazy fool. ♪
♪ On your mortal life, you show off with pride. ♪
♪ Oh, what pride! ♪
♪ It's witnessed, those who hold tight have to let go. ♪
♪ Those who understand life, regret it deeply. ♪
♪ Oh, they regret life! ♪
♪ Trust in this perishable world? ♪
♪ What did you understand, that you love it so? ♪
♪ Oh, you love it so! ♪
♪ In your own turmoil, each of you is tangled. ♪
♪ Oh, you are tangled! ♪
♪ What is this life? Who has understood it? ♪
♪ Oh, who understands it? ♪
♪ Know it today! ♪
♪ Know it today, tomorrow may not be. ♪
♪ It's the sleep of delusion, you will be cheated. ♪
♪ The dawn's light eventually fades with dusk. ♪
♪ Oh, it will fade, it will fade! ♪
Omnath-ji, the Chief is upset.
Let's talk outside.
♪ Death shows the world such a spectacle. ♪
♪ Reduced many men of great to ashes grave. ♪
♪ Oh, to ashes grave! ♪
♪ Remember, Alexander was of great confidence, ♪
♪ When he left this world, he was empty handed. ♪
♪ Oh, such empty hands! ♪
♪ You are perishable, and each is on his own. ♪
♪ Neither warrior with battle cry nor crazed elephants have you. ♪
♪ Oh, no elephants have you! ♪
♪ You who walked with pride, in grandeur, ♪
♪ There's not a spark throwing light on his misery today. ♪
♪ Oh, such dark misery! ♪
♪ Great or inconsequential, each one must return. ♪
♪ Oh, each one must return! ♪
♪ For the poor, for the rich the tomb is home. ♪
♪ Oh, the tomb is home! ♪
♪ As you sow... ♪
♪ As you sow, so shall you reap, Actions today, your prize tomorrow. ♪
♪ You who walks tall, will stumble and fall. ♪
♪ The dawn's light eventually fades with dusk. ♪
♪ Oh, it will fade, it will fade! ♪
Chief! Chief... what do I tell you? Everything just...
The thing is, I tried my best.
My mummy is like Hitler, is she?
No, Chief.
What are you saying?
Not at all, Chief.
But, the whole world is saying it.
Because of your mistake!
Sorry, Chief. I...
With your apology, will there be cheering in Russia
and applause in America?
Will the BBC run a special broadcast?
Because of your negligence, not just the country,
even the Prime Minister was insulted.
Chief, the police and IB, I have...
I entrusted you with such an important responsibility...
and you failed.
Tomorrow morning...
No, no, Chief.
No.
Please, Chief!
Don't do this.
Please give me one chance.
Only 15 days.
I will find each of them in 15 days and kill them.
That's a challenge for me, Chief.
Please... please, Chief.
Governments don't run on challenges
but on the whip.
I'm giving you a last chance.
Catch each one of them and make an example of them.
Yes, Chief.
Thank you, Chief.
Thank you.
Come.
Come, Farzana-ji.
Mishra, we have just 15 days.
Whichever organization they may belong to.
Communists, RSS, Akali, whichever.
I want them, whatever the cost.
Sir, the Police Chief is on the call.
Why is he calling?
Tell him to come here immediately.
Sir...
Sir, what is this?
Sir, how can you throw me out suddenly?
Do you want me to give you a farewell party and see you off?
But, what's my mistake?
Naveen...
You saw what Indu did, so did I.
Manju-ji, are the letters to alert the police stations ready?
Sir, they're almost ready.
But, sir...
I don't have any association with Indu now.
I've already filed for a divorce.
Check with Manju-ji and Bajwa-ji.
Say something.
Do you want me to instate an Enquiry Commission
to check whether she's your wife or not?
Our family is at risk here.
Sir, please give me one chance.
Just one chance.
Oh, God. - Sir, please.
Just one chance, sir.
Alright.
I'll give you one chance.
Can you get Indu and her friends arrested within 24 hours?
Tell me.
Fine.
Then, I can't do anything, either.
Sir, please don't do this to me.
Naveen, please leave.
We have a lot to do.
Please go!
And listen...
Sir?
Nothing personal.
You know what pressure I am under.
The High Command has ordered that not just those distributing pamphlets,
but even those related to them, shouldn't be spared.
Else, if you need any money, feel free to ask me.
Rammohan-ji... - Yes sir.
What time is the Home Secretary coming?
Sir, at 11.
Excuse me, sir.
Sir, are you married?
Do you have a job?
Sir, we're representing the government and have a fantastic scheme.
If you get yourself sterilized, we'll get you 125 rupees, sir.
You'll get butter and an alarm clock, too.
Sir, don't think so much.
Please do it.
Come, sir.
Sir, trust the government.
Let's go to the camp. - Come, sir. Come.
Sir, why are you hitting me?
Let me go, sir.
What did I do?
What's gotten into him?
Has he lost it?
Do you know who I am?
Naveen Sarkar.
Ministry of...
This is Jennifer Arhana.
She worked in the hotel...
where the Commonwealth Parliamentary Press Conference was held.
And she was the one responsible for bringing the pamphlets there.
Okay.
But she's now in our custody.
With her is Vitthal Manjhi,
And Nihaal Pandey.
They were caught for creating a ruckus at the conference.
Now, those still underground are Shivam Reddy...
Shaukat Aalam,
Piyu Roy and...
Indu Sarkar.
Now, very interestingly she's Naveen Sarkar's ex-wife.
And now, to their chief.
The leader of the Himmat India Organization is...
Nana-ji Pradhan.
Sir, he's donned so many disguises that neither are we able to catch him,
nor do we have a recent photo of him.
Okay.
We threatened these activists, even tried the 3rd-degree on them.
But, neither of them have disclosed where the rest of them are,
nor mentioned their next plan.
But...
right now during a raid we've found evidence.
This 1000 rupee note.
I see the 1000 rupee note but who is this doctor?
He isn't a doctor.
Then?
Can you see these numbers on the note?
We've learned from our investigation that this is the phone number
of Delhi businessman, Mr. Kilachand Agarwal.
Okay.
Sir, he secretly finances the Himmat India Organization.
Really?
So, what's the problem?
We'll arrest the businessman.
Lobo.
Sir. - Lights, please.
Sorry, Mishra-ji.
We aren't playing a game of Kabaddi, but a game of chess.
In chess, you've to keep an eye on the enemy's moves.
They should be given a chance to make a mistake.
Omnath-ji is under great stress.
Chief has given him 15 days.
There are 11 days left.
What should I tell him?
Rest assured, Mishra-ji.
We're under as much pressure as you are.
Our Intelligence Bureau surveillance team is watching Kilachand Agarwal
and other such suspects night and day.
It's just a matter of time.
Trust me.
Did you get anything, sir?
Yes, I did.
A firing from Sahani-sir.
He's called me thrice since morning.
If the police don't do their work,
The pressure rises on the Intelligence Bureau.
But sir, what if we don't get something quickly, then?
Be patient, Dinesh.
I feel that we'll soon find something.
Did you see?
Protesting before Foreign delegates has given us such a good response
in the international press.
Now, we'll make use of this incident and try to protest internationally.
I've decided that Shaukat, Piyu and Indu will go abroad.
Kilachand-ji will arrange for your tickets and expenses.
Shivam, call Kilachand-ji and fix a meeting.
Okay?
What happened?
Nana-ji, I don't trust this weak fight anymore.
Weak fight?
What do you mean?
The police are putting our colleagues through 3rd-degree torture.
And you talk about going abroad?
You're talking about non-violent publicity.
If not weak, then what is it?
Till we don't do something big,
this deaf government is not going to listen.
We have to do something big.
Do you want us to pick up weapons?
Shed blood? - Yes.
If necessary. Undoubtedly.
Dynamites will fly everywhere.
We'll pullout some railway tracks.
Blow up 4-5 power stations.
Only then will this horrid system change.
Quiet!
We aren't dacoits or rebels.
We're conceptual soldiers.
You'll only receive an applause with such a statement, Nana-ji.
Governments won't change.
Shivam, if we resort to violence,
what will be the difference between us and that autocratic government?
Why don't you understand that if you also become violent,
this dishonest government will cry crocodile tears before the world.
It'll continue the Emergency under the garb of internal security.
I don't want to understand.
Keep worshiping the useless Goddess of non-violence.
From today, our ways of opposing are different.
Shivam, wait. - Let him go.
It's true.
Revolution devours its own.
Hello.
Greetings, Kilachand-ji.
Greetings.
The ticket has been booked.
- You can come and take it.
- Alright.
- We'll meet soon.
- Okay.
Let's go. I've spoken to him.
Sir, he's going somewhere.
Dinesh, I'm following him.
Okay?
Take charge here.
And, stay alert.
Okay? - Yes.
Dr. Batra...
Greetings!
Bharati, please go inside.
What happened? - Listen...
I suspect I'm being followed.
I've taken a detour here to throw him off my tracks.
And it's no less risky getting out of here.
Who are you?
I'm from the Intelligence Bureau.
Where's Kilachand?
Who Kilachand?
Greetings, Nana-ji.
I'm sorry for coming late.
I had to make a stop to be careful.
These are the documents for the people going abroad.
They will take our struggle forward.
Please accept a small gift for your expedition.
Kilachand, your support is unparalleled in this fight
for the country's second freedom.
What are you saying, Nana-ji.
You've given me and my money a chance to be of use to you.
For that, I'll be eternally grateful.
Victory to India. - Victory to India.
Kilachand-ji!
Yes?
Er... - Kilachand-ji, yes, I know.
You've come directly to the cinema from the hospital?
Are you okay?
Sir! Sir, sir, look.
Stop!
Catch him!
Stop!
Hear me out.
Wait.
At least, listen to me.
Stop!
What have I done?
Listen to me.
I'm saying...
Get in.
Stop!
Put the gun down.
You all leave!
Put the gun down.
Shaukat, leave. - Nana-ji, let's go.
Put the gun down!
Shaukat, leave.
Stop!
Shaukat, leave. - Nana-ji, please sit.
Please leave.
- Please go.
Put the gun... - Please go.
Come on!
Tell me, where are Nana-ji and the rest of your group hiding?
Tell me.
The government won't spare you.
And everyone from your organization will rot in jail.
Do you understand?
And you will forever be servants... to the mother-son.
Servant!
Do we look like servants to you?
Give her the 3rd-degree.
Say it.
Tell us where they are.
Spill it out.
Out with it!
You won't say?
Tell us, girl.
Jai Hind, sir.
Tell me, Sodhi.
Sir, it's unfair treatment to the civilian.
Please stop it, sir.
Why is it bothering you?
Go. Now, you'll beat the girl.
Go.
No, sir.
You've made me do a lot of wrong in the name of duty.
To the extent that you made me take away innocent children.
Now, don't make me go lower.
Hey, Mr. Noble.
Think about what you are saying.
You'll lose your job.
Your kids will die of hunger.
I'm a Sardar.
The warrior clan.
I'll eat the free meals at the temple and survive.
But from this day on, I won't do a single wrong.
I resign, sir.
Jai Hind.
Greetings, Chief.
Chief.
Chief, we've caught the people who threw pamphlets before the foreign delegates.
That too in 12 days.
All of them face criminal charges against them, Chief.
Chief, I can give my life for the party.
Let me get it.
I can give my life for the party.
Omnath-ji...
you can stop sucking up.
Concentrate on serving the nation.
Chief.
Indu-ji, the court has appointed me as your lawyer.
The government doesn't consider you and your organization
a political prisoner but a dangerous criminal.
And I don't consider this government as a government.
- Get him off the van.
Come on.
Emergency... down, down!
Long live, Jay Prakash.
Were you involved in anti-national activities?
Not anti-national,
anti-government.
Your honor, the allegations on us are baseless.
We're political prisoners.
Not criminals.
Did you work with the Naxalites and get these dynamites?
Yes.
Did you and members of Himmat India blast bombs everywhere.
No.
That's a lie.
My colleagues had no hand in it.
I had left them long ago.
Do you accept all the allegations against you?
Yes.
I'm proud of them.
I'm proud of the allegations.
Did you give shelter to Indu Sarkar and Naxalite children?
They weren't Naxalites.
They were regular kids. Like me, like you.
Your honor, yes, we are from the same organization.
But to date, we haven't done anything that will hurt someone.
So, Ms. Indu.
Do you know the members of the Himmat India Organization?
Yes.
Did you throw anti-government pamphlets before foreign guests?
Yes.
Did you and your colleagues, under Nana-ji's leadership,
commit non-violent acts against the country?
No.
Didn't you snatch a Police Officer's gun and help Nana-ji escape?
Tell us.
You know, you are a threat to internal security?
Do you accept it?
Answer, Ms. Indu.
Are you done?
Have you read the criminal charges?
Your honor, I agree... that I screamed... slogans
and threw pamphlets before the foreign... guests.
No, Your Honor!
Not only pamphlets.
Along with her colleague, Shivam Reddy,
she also planned to blow up railway tracks
and power stations with dynamites.
No.
We didn't do any such thing.
We only carried out non-violent protests.
We had to.
Today, in the world's biggest democracy, everyone is silent.
And if everyone is silent,
then someone has to raise their voice.
If my raising my voice is a crime, then, yes.
I'm guilty.
Today, our freedom of 30 years is buried under a 20-point agenda.
Sterilization, no freedom of press, no freedom to protest.
A ban everywhere.
It felt as though the entire human race is locked in under MISA.
And freedom of speech is hung to death everyday.
Ms. Indu, please come to the point.
What point?
The entire country has strayed away from the point.
Some people say it's discipline.
It's not discipline.
It's fear of government disciplinary action.
Ms. Indu, enough! Enough is enough.
Mr. Prosecutor, let her speak.
The whole country is saying exactly that.
Enough.
So, what?
Will you put everyone in jail?
Your honor, I'm no revolutionary.
And I never was.
Like the others...
I was living a regular life.
My husband was a government officer.
Yet, I didn't know how terrible the... Emergency is.
One day, just like that,
I turned into a street.
Suddenly...
I saw two children in front of me.
That moment, my life changed course.
I was only trying to... find the kids'
estranged parents.
And those kids,
in me, their mother.
Where the children are...
how they are...
No one knows.
They were forcibly taken away from me.
And got lost...
in the darkness of the Emergency.
If it's a crime...
to cry for innocent children.
Then, yes... I am a criminal.
A hundred times over.
And I should be punished... for it.
Surely.
In the history of the courtroom, such cases are rare.
When we're able to understand the nuance of the intent of the charged.
We're able to see them with sympathy.
But, then, we can't do anything about it.
In spite of understanding Indu and her compatriot's anger,
the court is unable to do anything before prevailing laws.
The court is adjourned till 3rd February for the next hearing.
Keep moving.
Get into the van.
Move... move.
Into the van.
Indu.
Hearing you in court, I felt...
"Is this the voice I wanted to suppress?"
Truth is, though you married me,
I married my dreams and ambitions.
They made me a devil.
Isn't it interesting?
I committed the crimes, and you were punished.
I'm not worthy of asking for your forgiveness but...
if you find those two kids, please apologise to them for me.
Indu,
you were an excellent wife.
But, more than that, you are a fearless woman
a true human.
Yours, Naveen.
Are you sure we can get such a large majority?
Yes, sir.
According to our ground reports, if we end the Emergency today,
and if we have elections in three months,
we have a sure chance of winning 320 seats.
The Emergency ended on 21st January, 1977.
The 19-month long dark night had finally ended.
Me and all other political prisoners were released.
All the cases against us were dismissed.
They say, every revolution has a lifespan.
But when I was released, I had my whole life ahead of me.
I had no idea where I'd start, what I'd do.
♪ There's light, there's darkness, ♪
♪ This is the break of dawn ♪
♪ The eagle flies lone in the sky, ♪
♪ Happy to be free, by and by ♪
♪ It's free today! ♪
♪ One end leads to a new beginning ♪
♪ A new tale begins with my voice ♪
♪ My voice! ♪
♪ When there's no light, a thick dark night ♪
♪ Then my face is my voice ♪
♪ My voice! ♪
♪ Before your eyes, if you don't see me ♪
♪ You'll find me with my voice ♪
♪ My voice! ♪