One early morning.
Lifting the dark misty veil of the night.
From the pillow of its mountain peak, the sun rose and saw...
The valley is filled with the season of love.
And the branches of memories have sprouted...
...innumerable blossoms of past moments.
Unspoken, unheard yearnings.
Half asleep, half awake. Rubbing its eyes, it watches.
As it flows in wave after wave...
At once new, also the same.
Yes, the very same life which encompasses love and desire.
Meeting and also parting. And a sense...
...that time is flowing like a river, whispering as it flows...
...that the valley is filled with the season of love.
And the branches of memories have sprouted...
...innumerable blossoms of the past moments.
"Why is the wind singing today"
"Why is the wind singing?"
"Why is the season raining colours?"
"My heart wonders what is going to happen today."
"Why is there moonlight in the day?"
"Which way is life moving?"
"My heart wonders what these events foretell."
"Why is the wind singing today?"
"Whose face am I seeing in every flower?"
"Whose face do I see in every flower?"
"Whose unheard voice is in my ears?"
"Whose are these sounds..."
"...vibrating in my dreams?"
"My heart wonders whose arrival is awaited."
"Why is the wind singing..."
Singing, singing..."
'Oh, Allah.'
Today, your dream is coming true, Papa.
Today, your daughter begins her first case.
You devoted your entire life for truth and human rights.
Today, I am taking my first step into the same battlefield.
As always, I'm taking your faith and blessings with me.
Karim Khan, do you know how to cook?
No, sir, the wife cooks.
Better start learning.
Now, women have started doing men's jobs. Never know...
...when you'll have to sleep on an empty stomach.
Now, may I meet the Indian prisoner?
Most certainly. Now, you have the right to, Madam Lawyer.
Come, I'll escort you myself.
That way I'll get to spend a little more time with you.
Shall we?
Excuse me, madam, but you're wasting your time.
This man is here since 22 years, but no one's heard him...
...utter a single word.
We think he is very happy here, never fights, never complains...
...seems like he doesn't want to be free at all.
Freedom is every man's birthright and...
...it's my duty to see that he gets it.
You do your duty and let me do mine.
Hey, 786. Look who's come to meet you.
You imbecile, Madam Lawyer is here, at least greet her.
The State of Pakistan has decided to reopen cases...
...of some Indian prisoners.
So, find your lost voice quickly and start babbling.
This opportunity won't come again.
What did I tell you? - Open the cell.
I want to speak to him in private.
Well, you've signed the papers, what do I care?
Karim Khan, keep an eye on her.
I've done my duty, now it's up to you and...
...your God.
Let's begin with names.
I'm Saamiya Siddique and you are...
Do you want me to call you 786 like the others do?
Your name can't be so unpleasant that you prefer a number to it?
Veer Pratap Singh.
It's ages since you've heard your name, isn't it?
Please talk to me, Veer Pratap Singh. I've come to help you.
22 years ago you remained silent. And no one could defend you.
Today, God is giving you another chance. Talk to me...
...and I promise to get you back to your country.
Please talk to me. Please.
I don't know why you don't want your freedom.
But I want you to know why...
...your freedom is important for me and other girls of this country.
My father fought his entire life for women's empowerment in Pakistan.
But he could not do as much as he wanted to.
Today, after years of hard work, I have earned my first case.
But everyone knows it's impossible to win this case.
They want me to lose...
...so that no woman will tread into this male domain again.
But I'm not going to lose.
I will not let down my father's dream. Or the women of my country.
I just need your help. Talk to me...
Please talk to me.
Talk to me, Veer Pratap Singh.
That's an F16 flying at the speed of 1200mph.
When a plane tears through the skies, plays with the clouds...
...no one but a pilot can understand that feeling.
I can still feel my hands throbbing...
...the blood rushing and the winds lashing...
...when I would take my helicopter...
...into the mountains.
Ahead... left...
Help. Help, help please.
Let's go get them.
Help.
This was me and this was my life.
Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
A rescue pilot with the Indian Air Force.
I loved my work.
Flying was a childhood fantasy. And saving people's lives...
...was my father's legacy. He was an army officer...
...who gave his life for the country.
I was alone and free.
And I lived every moment as if it were the last.
Little did I know that three days later...
...my life was going to change because of a girl.
A girl who was then sound asleep in Pakistan.
Wake up, Zaara. It's seven o'clock.
Seven. I've never woken up this early...
Whatever has not happened till now...
...will begin from today. Your marriage got fixed yesterday.
Now, you're just a guest here for some time.
Soon, you'll have to go to your husband's house.
Your mother wants you to change your habits.
Wake up every morning at seven, make your own bed.
Then learn cooking from uncle lqbal...
I'm not going to change for anyone.
I am who I am, tell them that.
Oh, your cool attitude won't work anymore.
You're lucky they've chosen you because of your beauty.
I hope your manners won't turn them away.
Or you'll be a spinster for life.
"I am the way I am and I will always be."
"Whether someone is happy, or even if they are unhappy."
"I will never change my style."
"Whether they understand or they don't, I will keep saying."
"I am the way I am and I will always be."
"I am the princess of my feelings and the queen of my mind."
"Why should I wear a veil? If the scarf drops, let it."
"Whether they smile or they pout..."
"It does not bother me if what I say causes a rift."
"I am the way I am and I will always be."
"I have no desire to adorn my palms with henna."
"Or to hear the wedding flute play."
"I have no desire to adorn my palms with henna."
"Or to hear the wedding flute play."
"I am quite happy in my own home, thank you."
"If you can hear me, oh priest, let me clarify."
"I don't know that I will ever agree to marriage."
"I am the way I am and I will always be."
"Whether anybody's happy or upset..."
"...I won't change myself."
"People might agree or they might not, I won't budge."
"I am the way I am and I will always be."
Dr. Yusuf, is everything all right?
Just pray. Now, there's no time to take her to the hospital.
She's repeatedly asking for Zaara.
Yusuf, I'm Zaara's mother but it's Bebe (grandma) who brought her up.
Where is Zaara?
She's gone to the temple to get holy water for Bebe.
I'll break this news to Zaara, no one will say anything to her.
Zaara, is that you?
Yes, Bebe, your Zaara has come and...
...look what she's got for you.
The priest sent special holy water for you and... - I know, little one.
No holy water will help me now. - Bebe...
Since you were a child, you have been chattering non stop.
And I have been listening. Today, I'm going to speak.
And you'll listen.
You know that I've been here ever since the inception of Pakistan.
I was 16 years old when your grandfather left India...
...and he came to Pakistan and he brought me along with him.
Your family, this country has given me lots...
...and I took it all with all my heart.
But today, I've this one last wish... will you fulfil it?
Immerse my ashes in my India, dear.
I may be an orphan, but I am an Indian. That's my only identity.
I told you about Kiritpur, haven't I? For us Sikhs...
...it's a very important pilgrimage.
All my ancestors are there.
Just immerse me there. I will get my refuge.
You'll do this for me?
No.
There's going to be no need to do any such thing.
All our visas to go to Delhi are ready.
You just get well soon. Then we'll both go to your Kiritpur.
And you can pray there to your heart's content.
Now, drink this holy water quickly.
Bebe...
She was here in Pakistan and you in India.
Then how and when did the two of you meet?
Three... three days later...
...and what an unusual meeting it was.
Hurry up. Hurry up.
A bus had toppled over in the mountains.
There were no serious casualties. All passengers were rescued.
And I was on my way down to bring the last girl up.
Pull us up.
It wasn't that I'd never seen a more beautiful girl than her.
But I don't know why I couldn't take my eyes off her.
Her eyes were lowered and she was breathing heavily.
She was very scared.
A strand of hair was bothering her right eye.
She was trying to move it, but the wind was strong and...
...the hair stayed there.
As I lifted my hand from her waist to move the hair...
...she looked at me in fear.
We looked at each other for the first time.
She kept staring at me scared.
Then she lowered her gaze, but...
I kept staring at her and then my dream was broken.
Stop... stop... stop
Ranjit. Stop.
What happened?
- My bag has fallen down.
Please take me down. - It's only a bag, ma'am. Let it go.
I can't let it go. That bag is very invaluable to me.
Not more valuable than all our lives, right? - Yes, it is.
Now, will you please take me down or should I go myself? - Down.
My bag.
Stop it.
Ranjit, take it down. - Veer, have you gone mad?
Do as I say. Take us down.
Here.
Ranjit, pull us up.
You endangered the lives of so many people for a little bag.
What kind of a person are you?
You know we risk our lives everyday to save lives...
...of people who are complete strangers...
...who aren't related to us in any way.
Yet on our way home, our hearts swell with pride...
...that we saved someone's sister, wife, brother or mother.
Gave someone a new life.
But today, for the first time in so many years...
...l'm doubting my work.
For the first time, sacrificing my life...
...for someone else is seeming worthless.
It's seeming wrong.
I'm sorry, ma'am, but it was disgusting.
Get out. I don't want to see your face.
Who asked you to give Zaara your money?
You know I can't say no to Zaara.
Even if I did, she would've taken it forcibly.
And she's not off to the market to buy bangles, but to India.
Wasn't it important enough to tell me?
She made me pledge our friendship.
Pledge of friendship. There's a limit to childishness.
Who got her onto the bus? Call Akram.
Call him immediately. How irresponsible!
Zaara... Zaara, are you all right? - Zaara...
Mother, I'm perfectly all right, please don't worry.
What is this nonsense, Zaara? Do you know what I'm going through?
Only when I was going to the police that this idiot Shabbo told me.
Just come back home right away. Come home immediately.
Mother, the border closes at 4.30...
...and I haven't even reached Kiritpur yet.
God, for what sin am I being punished?
Now, it's about to be evening.
Why did you go alone?
I promised you that I would send the ashes to India.
I also promised Bebe that I would take her ashes myself.
Zaara, is this a little trip from Lahore to Pindi...
...that you just took off like that?
Have you gone mad?
I'm really sorry, Mother.
But after all my explaining, you were still unable to understand me.
Until now, I've done nothing really important in my life, Mother.
Nor will I be doing anything great in the future.
My life, like yours, will be spent being a good wife and a good mother.
But after doing this, I will always be proud of myself.
That I helped someone attain salvation.
Mother, now that I've come so far...
...I will return only after completing my work.
But if you stay angry with me, then my journey will get bad luck...
Stop it. Can a mother ever wish bad luck for her daughter?
I've been crying since eight hours, you want me to cry some more?
Relax, Mother. I'm cool.
Yes, you're the only one who's cool and we're all fools.
If your father returns before you do, then...
Don't worry, Mother.
Papa will only be back next week, and I'm coming back tomorrow.
Please.
Mother, I've to hang up now. There's a long queue.
Listen, take care of yourself, and don't eat any junk.
And don't talk to any strangers and keep calling me... right?
And don't be scared, my blessings are with you. Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Yes, how much?
Why are you worrying?
Our Zaara is no less than any boy. She can get her way anywhere.
Thank God that she's safe, this girl scared the life out of me.
Why are you talking to me? I told you to get out of my sight.
You say that all the time. Now, cool it.
Cool it, my foot! You fool.
Go do your work. What are you standing like statues for? Go...
Ranjit, permission for my leave has come from the base.
Mom and dad had asked me to come home to celebrate Lodi (festival).
I'll leave from here in the morning, that way I'll reach sooner.
Negi will accompany you back.
Okay, see you on Monday. Enjoy... - Thank you. Here are the logs...
Mister, are there any buses to Kiritpur from here?
No, Ma'am, no buses leaving right now.
There's one for Kiritpur at 7am.
Is there a hotel where I can spend the night?
Hotel. Of course. Look there's Kake's inn. Our five-star hotel.
For Rs.10, you'll get a blanket.
You'll get a cot for Rs.25.
Okay, ma'am. Please excuse me, I'm getting late. Goodnight
"Love is God's blessing, don't turn away from it.
"The ascent of moon doesn't stop."
"Why hide it?"
"Love can never be hidden, Jaggiya."
You risk your life to save the lives of strangers.
There can't be nobler work than that.
I would not like you to stop taking pride in your work because of me.
That's why I've come to tell you the reason for my behaviour.
These are the ashes of my Bebe.
She was an Indian...
...who spent her whole life in Pakistan serving my family...
...and never asked for anything in return.
Just one dying wish...
...that her ashes be immersed along with her ancestors in Kiritpur.
This is more important to me than my life.
Perhaps, you were not happy saving my life.
But I am sure you'll be proud that...
...you saved this urn that was in my bag.
Please try to forgive me.
I'm sorry.
Sir, here's your buttermilk. - Thanks.
If only I'd drunk it in the morning, I wouldn't have lost my temper then.
Here's the bus.
One by one. Who has tickets?
I've got a ticket... - Ladies first. No pushing.
Easy...
Easy... easy. No crowding.
That's it. No more. - But I've got a ticket.
Madam, everyone has a ticket but here it's first-come-first-sit.
So, where do I go then? - Go up there...
Hey, baldy, move over there. - Why should I move?
Is my wife your sister that...
...you want to sit beside her for the entire journey?
Shove, before I break your teeth. - Sir, I was just moving.
You must be wondering what am I doing here.
Can you see that bus over there?
Actually I should've been on that bus.
I had boarded it. But I noticed you and I saw...
...how graciously you took this wonderful seat.
I thought to myself either you are extremely brave or...
...extremely foolish to do this long journey all by yourself.
Then I realised that...
...although I'll reach my village, I'll be bothered...
...throughout my journey...
...and probably for my entire life whether...
...that silly Pakistani girl reached her destination safe and sound.
So, please don't think that I've come to help you.
I'm simply ensuring your thoughts don't bother me...
...for the rest of my life.
Thank you.
Would you like to eat some nuts?
By the way, I'm Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
I'm Zaara. Zaara Hayaat Khan.
"Below the blue skies."
"The earth is prospering."
"Every season is joyful."
"Oh, my beautiful land."
"My land. My land."
"Oh, my beautiful land."
"My land. My land."
"The earth is golden, the skies are blue."
"And every season is colourful."
"This is my land."
"The sparrow hawk calls and the nightingale sings."
"And the monsoon clouds arrive. This is my land."
"This is my land."
"A crow is calling on my terrace."
"A letter from my beloved will arrive."
"And there'll surely be a mention of me."
"When the wind moves like a comb through the fields of wheat..."
"It lifts a hundred colourful scarves."
"When the water carriers come to the well to fill their pots..."
"Someone entrances them with the sweet sound of his flute."
"And so at every step..."
"And so at every step, a new love story is born."
"This is my land."
"My Jugni is very choosy. She favours the ones in love.
My dear this is what Jugni says. She takes the name of Lord."
"You've made me happy, dear!"
"Where children, carried upon their father's shoulders..."
"...are taken to see the fair. And treated to comic shows."
"And ice-cream and snacks."
"And to candy and savouries."
"These innocent children as dear as dolls."
"Are entertained by their grandmothers with fairy tales."
"This is my land."
"Hurry up, dear."
"A throne pricked your beloved's feet."
"Dear, a throne pricked your beloved's feet."
"Who will be the one to remove it?"
"Who will endure the pain of your beloved?"
"Dear who will endure the pain of your beloved?"
"In my country, a guest is revered as God."
"And no matter what land he comes from...
...he becomes a part of this land."
"I have seen and understood your country."
"I don't know why it all seems familiar."
"These evenings are familiar as are these mornings."
"Such is also my country. Same as your land."
"Same as your land."
"This is my land, same as your land."
"This is my land."
What are these people doing?
These are the last rites.
It is done before the ashes are immersed in the river.
So, why aren't we doing it? - We aren't doing it because...
...you are a Muslim. And this is a temple of the Sikhs.
And it's in our interest to quietly immerse the ashes and...
...leave from here.
No, I want to immerse the ashes with the complete rituals.
No, no, Zaara. It's like this... some priests are fanatics.
So, you'll get insulted and I'll get beaten up unnecessarily.
Should I go and ask? - No, no, you don't ask.
Wait here. I'll ask. You sit right here... please.
Dear God, it's all in your blessings.
I'd told you about Kiritpur, right? Just immerse me there.
I'll get refuge.
Is your name Zaara?
Yes.
You've come from Pakistan? Yes...
I've been in this temple since 42 years.
But I have never seen such devotion.
You've done more than a real daughter would.
It would be an honour for me to do the last rites for your Bebe.
Come, dear, come with me. Come...
Dear God, it's all in your blessings.
Come here, please.
Now what?
Put your hand out and fulfil Bebe's last wish with me.
But how can I...
Look here, neither I, nor you are Bebe's children. But...
If it weren't for you I wouldn't have been able to get...
...Bebe here so easily.
Like me, now, you too have formed a bond with Bebe.
So, the right...
...to perform this final rite is not just mine, but yours too.
Come.
Zaara, here's your bus ticket. You'll reach Atari. And from there...
...catch a train straight to Lahore. And here's your change.
Have you finished eating?
Anything else? - No, thanks.
You've already done a lot for me. I don't know how to thank you.
I'm very frank about these things. If you ask me.
I'll tell you what I really want. - Tell me what I can do for you?
Be careful, I will ask, but you will not be able to give it.
You don't know what you've done for me. Ask for anything you want.
It's a promise that I'll fulfil it.
You are making a promise without knowing the price.
You might regret it.
A Pakistani has made a promise to an Indian.
Now, my country's honour is at stake.
Now, even if I want to, I can't back off.
Please tell me what can I do for you?
Give me this one day from your life...
What?
You drew me close into your life.
You created a bond between me and your Bebe.
You're leaving me with a lifetime of sweet memories.
I want to share my world with you. I too wish to give you memories...
...that stay with you for the rest of your life.
I know a day is very precious to you. But I promise that...
...you'll never forget this day.
I warned you that you'd regret making this promise.
So, you fell in love with her?
What I felt...
I still can't understand.
Why I asked her for a day, I don't know... I just asked her.
But yes, at that time, I did feel that our acquaintance...
...was not destined to end right here.
We hadn't met just to come till here.
Our relationship was still incomplete.
There was still something more to happen.
With this thought, the words blurted out of my mouth...
...and that poor girl listened to me silently.
Did she come with you?
Saamiya, the honour of your Pakistan was at stake.
How could she not come?
Why have you made that strange face?
Your mother scolded you on the phone?
I'm scared of heights. - Why didn't you tell me earlier?
You said this is a shorter route.
The other way would take half a day more...
So, what could I do? - Does that mean...
...you'll wear this scary expression for the entire journey?
Please smile a little, or I'll get scared too.
Okay, listen, eat some nuts. It'll take your mind off this.
Hold out your hand... - No...
Okay, open your mouth.
More?
Brother Veer has come. And there's a girl with him.
Hey, Pappu's mother, look, our Veer has come.
And he has brought his fiancee with him.
Oh, a girl won't come just like that with her fiance.
Veeru must have married her, she must be his wife.
Maati... Maati...
Maati.
Maati... Maati...
Oh, what happened? Who died now?
Maati, Veeru's here.
Veeru? - Yes
And he's got his wife along with him. - What rubbish!
My Veeru will never get married without informing me.
I'm telling the truth, Maati.
The whole village has come out to see them...
What the hell! Let him come. I'm not going to talk to him.
Oh, Chaudhary Sumer Singh, where the hell are you? Where's he gone now?
Come on.
Oh, Chaudhary Sumer Singh.
Father, Maati's calling you. - Yes, right. I heard her...
She always calls me at the wrong time.
Come here, son. I'll tell you something.
Don't ever make the mistake of getting married. If you do...
...you won't be able to score a goal...
...for the rest of your life. - All right, sir. - Chaudhary Sumer Singh.
I'm coming.
Oh, my dear one, how many times do I have to tell you...
...not to disturb me during a game. - And how many times do I tell you...
...if you want to die then lie down on a bed and die. Don't play...
...with kids old enough to be your grandchildren...
...and get your bones broken.
Let me tell you one thing. In this entire village...
...there's not a single player who can compete with Sumer Singh.
Except your son, look what he's been up to.
Veeru's come? Where? - But not alone. He's got married.
What are you saying? - Look there.
Hello, Uncle.
Hey, listen. Go there.
How're you, Kamli? - Fine.
I'll say hi to father. Your blessings, father.
You idiot! Without asking or telling us, you got married?
I'll thrash you. - Married? Who told you that?
Then who's she? My wife? - No, no.
Your wife is right here. - I'll hit you.
Then who's she? - You're too much, Maati.
Is there only one kind of relationship between...
...a man and a woman?
Bless me.
She's our guest, Father. After saving her in a rescue operation...
...I got her here to show her our village and to make her meet you.
You're making mountain out of a molehill.
Of course. I understood the moment I saw her.
Such a beautiful girl with a fool like you... impossible.
What's your name, dear? - Zaara, sir. Zaara Hayaat Khan.
What a lovely name. Where are you from, dear?
From Pakistan.
Oh, wow, that's fantastic.
Then you're our extra-special guest. Look...
We've served the people of our country a lot.
But this is our first chance to be hospitable...
...to our neighbouring country.
What would you like to eat? Should I get some butter milk?
Some milk, some... - Oh, enough.
Come with me.
If you get caught up in his chatter, it'll be nightfall soon.
Move aside. - Okay, never mind me.
Make way. - Oh, yes
Veeru, where're you going? Wait a minute.
All of you get going.
Yes, one minute... - What?
Yes? - Well, have you got my things?
Yes. Here's your bottle of rum.
Don't drink it all alone. - No way.
If Maati catches you this time around, I'm not going to lie to her.
Just once more... one last time... - Okay, last time.
Now, go. Go.
Cheers to the neighbouring country.
Come, I'll do that. - No, I'll manage.
The way you're making it, it's evident.
Someone else ties your hair at home.
Come, I'll make it for you. Just feel at home. Come.
This is Veer's room, right? - Yes
Whenever he'd get a medal or a photo, I'd hang it up here.
And when he's not at home, then his father and I...
...warm our eyes looking at them. - There's a lot of love...
...between the three of you. - Because there's no one else...
...to share our love with.
His mother and father passed away when he was really small.
Since then we're the only ones for him.
We're actually his aunt and uncle.
But he calls us his father and mother.
We don't have any children of our own.
So, it's just the three of us. Look, your plait is ready.
Hey. I look just like all of you. - This is nothing.
You'll look like a true Punjabi girl tonight. It's Lodi tonight.
And here, we celebrate it with a lot of pomp.
I'll take out the dress I wore for my first Lodi for you.
No, Maati, I'll wear my own clothes. - You call me mother...
...and at the same time argue with me?
Look, you've come to our house just for a day.
For this one day at least become one of us.
"Oh traveller, you've two yellow and two red flowers."
Are you comfortable? - Yes.
Like I was telling you. When I was young...
...I would take Maati on a cycle like this right till Amritsar.
Now, she's so become so fat that she doesn't fit on a cycle.
No, Father, she's not fat at all. - Oh, you don't know. I know.
Veer was telling me that Maati and...
...you have built this village on your own. - Yes.
That's right. At first, there were just fields here.
Then after writing many letters, we arranged for electricity.
Do you see that hospital? - Yes.
That was a cow shed earlier. How are you, Doctor?
Doing fine, sir. - Very well, friend.
And look, the children's school.
Maati and I were the first teachers here.
No one knew how to read or write.
Now, the kids study here till eighth grade.
After that, the boys are sent off to Kartarpur, for further studies.
And what about the girls? - It's not possible for us...
...to send the girls so far. And anyway, they have to learn to...
...look after the household. So, what use is higher education for them?
That's not fair, Father.
Not fair? What do you mean by that?
I hope you don't mind this, Father.
What you and Maati have done for this village...
...would've have taken people centuries to achieve.
But while you made the men capable of facing the world...
...you disabled the women.
That's why a Veer has become an Air Force Pilot...
...and the girls of the village remain illiterate and unpolished.
Girls today have reached the moon.
They walk shoulder-to-shoulder with men.
With education, perhaps, a girl from this village could've outdone Veer.
Don't you think so, Father?
Oh, Chaudhary Sumer Singh. Where are you loitering?
Oh! Whenever I'm doing something really important...
...she comes and troubles me. Yes, madam. Now what?
It's time to light the Lodi. Come and get ready.
All right, I'm coming.
Come, dear. Let's light the Lodi.
"Beautiful one like a ringlet one!"
"Who will save you poor one?"
"Dullah Bhatti is here for you."
"The Dullah married off his daughter."
"He gave a measure of sugar!"
"The girl's shawl is torn."
"Who will stitch her shawl?"
"The landlords ravished her."
"Beautiful one like a ringlet one!"
"Who will save you poor one?"
"Dullah Bhatti is here for you."
"Beautiful one like a ringlet one!"
"Who will save you poor one?"
"Dullah Bhatti is here for you."
"Beautiful one like a ringlet one!"
"Who will save you poor one?"
"Dullah Bhatti is here for you. Who will save you poor one?"
"Dullah Bhatti is here for you.
Who will save you poor one? Beautiful one like a ringlet one!"
Listen everybody.
Come here. Come on.
Coming, Father.
Let's go there... Coming.
Everyone, listen to what I have to say.
The cricket pitch that was going to be made here... will not happen now.
Why? - Why, Father?
Relax, I'm telling you. Because now we're building a girls high school.
The girls are glad.
I promise you that once this school is built...
...the girls won't have to leave the village for higher studies.
And one more thing, the first brick for the school...
...isn't going to be laid by Maati or me, but will be laid by the girl...
...because of whom this school is being built. Ms. Zaara Hayaat Khan.
Come, dear.
Father, how can I... - Why not?
Being so young, you've taught me such a big lesson...
Then why can't you do this little thing for me?
Come, dear, come.
Oh, Kamli.
I, Ginda Singh. I really like you.
Oh. I, Darshan Singh Aulakh...
Will die for you.
Maati, is this the custom of Lodi? - No, this is Veer's father's custom.
What do you mean? - In our time, romance was taboo.
On top of that, I was from Madras and he, from Punjab,
So, one night, during Lodi, he asked for my hand in front of everybody.
My parents didn't know what to say. And we got married.
After that, ever since we've come here and started celebrating Lodi...
...he's started this custom that if a boy is in love with a girl...
...he confesses his love in front of everyone.
If the girl wants to refuse...
...she quietly throws a fistful of sesame into the fire.
If she wants to accept, she calls out the boy's name...
...and breaks sugar cane.
Then after that we get them married.
Wow, this is such a lovely custom. That means...
...when the bride and the groom agree, what's the need of a priest.
Hey, Saraswati Kaur.
My lady from Madras. I, Chaudhary Sumer Singh...
...ask for your hand in marriage for the next seven lifetimes.
I've done it.
Come on, girl.
I'll set him right.
Let that be. Come on. Come on.
What... my proposal... Rejected?
Maati, what're you doing? Father doesn't stand a chance?
Tell him if he wants to spend seven lifetimes with me...
...he has to fulfil certain promises. Is he ready?
Promises? What promises, Maati?
Sorry, Father. that's it. Now, drop the sugar cane.
Okay, I'll drop it.
"I would sacrifice my life for you if only I could know what you want."
"I would agree to everything, my beautiful one."
"I would sacrifice my life for you if only I could know what you want."
"I would agree to everything, my beautiful one."
"I would sacrifice my life for you."
"I know you very, very well."
"If you want to be with me then, you better fulfil what I ask of you."
"I know you very, very well."
"If you want to be with me then, you better fulfil what I ask of you."
"I know you very, very well."
"Hey, you are my life."
"You are my beloved."
"The festival of Lodi is here?"
"Take your partners?"
"Grasp the wrist of your beloved."
"And never let it go."
"Never let it go."
"Don't tell lies."
"Don't be guilty of blasphemy?"
"Every oath you swear, has been broken by you."
"Been broken by you"
"As soon as the sun sets every evening...
...you drink with your cronies."
"The sun goes down and you get drunk. What sort of life is this?"
"You're perfectly right and henceforth I shall keep it in mind."
"Just let me drink today, from tomorrow, I shall not touch a drop."
"Yes, now, he will come straight home at sundown."
"I would sacrifice my life for you."
"My dear one, my fair one, my handsome one, my beloved."
"My life, oh, dear one. Oh, beautiful one."
"Everyday, I see you playing cards. More beloved than me..."
"...are your fives, sixes and sevens?"
"Why?"
"My card playing foolishness will end forever."
"Now, there will be only two cards in my life, the king and the queen."
"My life will be yours if you give up these decks of cards."
"I know you very, very well."
"Hey, you are my life."
"You are my beloved."
"The festival of Lodi is here?
"Take your partners?"
"Grasp the wrist of your beloved."
"And never let it go?"
"Never let it go"
"Don't tell lies?"
"Don't be guilty of blasphemy?"
"Every oath you swear, has been broken by you."
"Been broken by you."
"Whenever I ask you to bring something, you can never remember."
"I asked you for some ribbons for my hair and you bought sweets."
"Now, I have this notebook in which I will write..."
"...so that I can bring exactly what you ask me to get."
"Yes, slowly, he will mend his ways completely... yes?"
"I would sacrifice my life for you."
"My beautiful one, my innocent one, my life, my beloved."
"My dear one, my fair one, my handsome one, my beloved."
"Whether you change or you don't, you will always be mine."
"I want that in every birth you should be mine."
"Beloved, in every birth, I'm your worshipper."
"You were mine, you are mine and you will always be mine."
"Yes, without you, he will be lost."
"I would sacrifice my life for you."
"It's the season of Lodi."
"Make pairings."
"Grasp the wrist of your beloved, and never let it go."
"Do not lie."
"Don't be guilty of blasphemy."
"Every oath you swear, has been broken by you."
Father. Here you are, Father.
God knows where all Maati's sent me to look for you.
Breakfast is getting cold. Come quickly. I've got to leave. Come on.
Come here son. Sit.
What happened, Father? What're you looking at?
I'm looking at my lifetime's achievements, my legacy, my village.
Until now, I was very proud of myself that I have done great work.
That I've developed this village from nothing.
But yesterday...
...that young girl asked me an innocent question. And I realised...
...that I haven't done much... there's still a lot left to do.
Son, in the few years left of my life, how much can I really achieve?
And after I die, this village will be orphaned.
All the work will be left incomplete.
So, I was seeing a dream and wondering...
...if my dream will come true or not. - What dream, Father?
I saw that after Maati and I are gone, you are here riding my bicycle.
Your wife is sitting behind you. The village is not orphaned.
Nothing is left incomplete. That's what I was seeing.
So, why won't this dream come true?
Now that you've become Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh...
...you'll settle in the city. Why would you worry about the village?
No, Father. I am your Veeru first and foremost.
And if you've seen a dream it will come true.
Only I won't be circling around on a cycle.
I'll use a helicopter. Will that do? Okay, come on now...
Otherwise Maati's going to shout. - Oh, there's one more thing.
In my dream, I've also seen the girl sitting behind you on the cycle.
Looks like you've already had some rum this morning.
Father she's a Pakistani
She's Pakistani, Chinese or Japanese.
I don't care. I can just see...
...that when this girl sits behind you on the cycle...
...her hand will rest on your shoulder, she'll never let you fall.
She'll never let you take a wrong turn. Come here, sit. Listen...
When the right woman comes into a man's life...
...that's when his life becomes complete.
I Chaudhary Sumer Singh am incomplete...
...without your Maati. And you Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh...
...will be incomplete without Zaara.
That's why, first, you understand...
...what your heart is telling you, and then quickly tell her.
Otherwise, son, it'll be too late.
Father, tell me one thing. - Yes?
Since it's your dream, is it okay if the wife sits...
...on the front seat of the cycle?
Yes, it's okay. Should I go tell her?
No, please. Only I will tell her. - No, no I'll tell her.
No, I do the talking. - She's downstairs? I'll tell her.
Who's marrying? You or I? - One and the same.
One and the same? - Never mind. Hey, lucky girl.
May I leave, Maati? - Oh, are you leaving?
I'll let you go only on one condition.
You have to promise to come back.
Okay, I promise.
But in return, will you give me permission for something?
What?
Now onwards...
...may I call you Bebe?
I think we should leave.
Or it'll get late. - I'm ready. I'll go get my bag.
You're leaving? - Yes, Maati.
You'd asked me to come here for Lodi no matter what. So, I came.
But I've got leave for only two days.
I've to report at headquarters tonight
I'll put Zaara on a bus to Amritsar and... - Absolutely not.
You'll take Zaara to Atari and see her onto her train. She's all alone.
What if something happens to her?
She's become your favourite in a day?
You would get upset when it was time for me to leave, and stop me.
Today, you want me to leave quickly?
I don't have time for your nonsense.
I've made some sweets for you and Ranjit. Take them
Oh, Ginda, where've you been? - Veeru's getting late.
Father, I was filling up diesel. - Is this any time to fill up?
Let it be.
Okay, now, bless me.
May you live long, son.
Tell her, okay? - Yes, yes, I'll tell her.
Shall I? - Stop pressurising me.
Maati, control him.
Oh, where are you going? What's in this?
Not for you. - No? I see.
For your son? - Father.
What are you doing? Here, girls don't touch the feet.
But daughters ask for blessings...
...before they bid farewell to their fathers.
May you live long, my dear.
Give your parents a message from me.
Okay.
Tell them that a 60-year-old Indian...
...salutes the values they've put into you.
Will we reach in an hour? - It will take about half hour.
Look after yourselves.
Goodbye.
What do you think? Will Veeru tell her?
He's Chaudhary Sumer Singh's son, why won't he tell her?
Didn't I tell you?
Stop it. - What... where're you going? Listen...
Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh, thank you very much.
What for?
In exchange for my one day...
...you've given me a lifetime of memories and relationships.
It was a promise from an Indian to a Pakistani. If I didn't fulfil it...
...my country's honour would've been tarnished, right?
I think getting Bebe's ashes here was God's way to get me here.
I was destined to meet all of you. - Do you believe in destiny?
Of course.
Don't you? - Not until now.
But now, I've begun to believe.
Are you all right?
It's all right now. Come on.
Oh...
You aren't all right, you're hurting?
Look, let's rest here for a while... - No, I'll miss my train
You won't miss your train.
Lean on me. Put your hand across.
Your anklet.
I'll keep it. I'll give it to you later.
Come, hold on tight.
How many times are you going to save my life?
As many times you put yourself at risk.
Actually, there's a lot of hustle for seats.
The festival of Eid is coming up.
At this time, a lot of people go across the border.
But don't worry, I'll find a way.
'The passengers are requested to... '
Thank God you're all right. I just got off the train from Lahore.
I was finding out about Kiritpur when I saw you.
Your father has returned. He sent me.
Let's call home and tell them you're fine.
Then we'll prepare for our return.
And you are...
This is Veer. Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
Thanks to him, I've managed to get here.
This is Raza. Raza Shirazi, my fiance.
'Passengers going to Lahore are requested to...
...before taking their seats in the train.'
'We wish you a happy journey. Thank you.'
The seats are done, we should be leaving now.
So silly of me. I kept talking about everything...
...but I forgot to tell you about Raza. - You made a big mistake.
What?
You made a big mistake.
Zaara, I'm a very simple man.
I speak frankly and understand things simply.
It's the first time I started thinking...
...differently because of father and Maati.
The entire journey I kept thinking...
...up a way to stop you, not to let you go...
...and tell you that I really like you and if you think I'm okay then...
...let's get married.
And we'll breeze through life together just like...
...these past two days.
But the guy up there has strange ways.
He kept building my confidence and then when we got here...
He changed the entire story.
You must be wondering why I'm telling you all this right now.
Please don't get me wrong.
I understand that you belong to someone else...
...and there's nothing between us, nor can there ever be.
But wherever whenever you need a friend...
...just remember that there is a man across the border...
...who will give his life for you.
Zaara, we must leave.
Mr. Veer.
Zaara told me how you saved her life.
Now, I'm indebted to you.
So, tell me how may I repay you? - Just keep Zaara happy.
The debt will be repaid.
Careful, Mr Veer...
...lest I get the impression that you've fallen in love with Zaara.
What is love... I don't know. But yes.
I do wish from the bottom of my heart...
...that Zaara never has tears in her eyes.
That she always keeps smiling.
If that's what you call love, then love it is.
Mr. Veer, you're talking about my fiancee to my face.
I don't know whether to consider this a compliment or an insult.
If you think of this as nothing, it's better. For the truth is that...
...l'm nothing to her and you are everything for her.
Goodbye.
Let's go.
"Just for two moments, the caravans of our dreams made a stop."
"And then, you went your way and I went mine."
"Just for two moments, existed the story of our hearts."
"And then you went your way and I went mine."
"Was that really you or was it a luminous sunbeam?"
"Was that you or was it a blossoming bud?"
"Was that you or was that the monsoon of my dreams?"
"Was that you or was that a cloud of happiness?"
"Was that you or was it a full blooming flower?"
"Was that you or did I find a beautiful new world?"
"Just for two moments, the caravans of our dreams made a stop."
"And then you went your way and I went mine."
"Just for two moments, existed the story of our hearts."
"And then you went your way and I went mine."
786.
Dinner time.
And ma'am, your visiting time is over.
You'll have to leave now.
I'll come back tomorrow.
Sorry, your story is left incomplete.
Come on, ma'am.
And 786...
...l'm sending someone to take the plate in ten minutes.
Eat quickly, or you'll have to sleep on an empty stomach again.
Have you ever wondered why his number is 786?
What?
Have you ever wondered... From the thousands of prisoners here...
...how come this lone Hindu prisoner has got Allah's holy number?
This is not a mere coincidence, this is God's great miracle.
His way of telling all of you that this is God's own man.
Treat him with respect.
Next time, you speak to him so rudely...
...give a serious thought to what I've just said.
These are sweets. My mother sent them for you.
Please have some. She has sent them with her blessings.
What happened? You don't like it?
No... no... these are just like the ones Maati would make.
Things made by a mother's hands are the same everywhere.
May I have one more?
Yes, please. These are all for you.
Tell your mother she's filled my entire childhood...
...into this little box.
Delicious.
All night, I was telling my mother your story.
My mother cried a little and went to sleep.
But I stayed up waiting for dawn.
I kept thinking how and why did you get here?
Kept wondering why didn't this story end at that station?
This story couldn't have ended there.
Because so far, this was only a tale of Veer's love.
Zaara's love had not yet begun.
And without knowing what Zaara felt, Veer's story and Veer's life...
...would both remain incomplete.
Jehangir Hayaat Khan, Zaara's father and the pride of Lahore.
Since the inception of Pakistan the name of the Hayaat Khan family...
...was synonymous with respect, power and glory.
Jehangir Hayaat Khan was taking his first step into politics...
...with the help of Abdul Shirazi.
Another rich, respectable man of Lahore.
He was Raza Shirazi's father.
Zaara and Raza's marriage was no ordinary relationship.
All these people's futures were dependent on this alliance.
In this situation...
Zaara's coming to India all by herself was...
...a very irresponsible act.
And to forgive such an act was not Jehangir Hayaat Khan's nature.
It was a month since Zaara had returned...
...but her father had not yet spoken with her.
Oh, God. Ma'am, I'll burst with happiness what an elegant outfit...
...and look. I think this jewellery set is an antique.
I think it belongs to Mr. Raza's ancestors.
Our Zaara is very lucky. Mr Raza has everything. Respectability, money.
There's no doubt in that. He has everything by God's grace.
There could not be a better match than this. Just pray for them.
"There's a man across the border who will give his life for you."
Mother, can you give up your life for papa?
Of course. He's my husband. I can do anything for him
And would papa give up his life for you?
What kind of a question is that. Pray to God...
...that such an occasion does not arise.
But if such an occasion were to arise?
Then can you say for sure that papa would give up his life for you?
Have you gone mad?
Shabbo, give me some lime. My hands have become sticky.
That means you're not sure?
Listen, baby, between a woman's love...
...and a man's love, there's a huge difference.
A woman loves with all her heart and soul.
Men do not have the strength to love like that.
I know why you're asking me this question.
But don't expect this from Raza.
Just give him your heart and soul and fulfil your duties.
And I am very sure, that he will fulfil his duties too.
But he won't give up his life for me, isn't it?
You're talking nonsense.
Here, Shabbo, you put it. This girl is going to drive me mad.
"There's a man across the border who will give his life for you."
But I know someone who will willingly give up his life for me.
A person whose eyes are honest and whose words have honour.
A man who can forsake everything for a woman's love.
A person to whom it makes no difference that...
...l'm a Pakistani and he's an Indian.
Who're you talking about? What've you been up to?
Tell me the truth. Swear on me.
He hasn't even touched me, Mother.
But I have lost my heart and soul to him.
Don't you know your father? Till now, he's not talking to you.
If he finds out about this, he'll kill you. Don't you realise?
You're getting engaged today. You're going to be married soon.
Now, it's wrong to think of anything else, Zaara.
Oh, stupid girl, love is only found in books, and poetry. Not in life.
That's what I thought until now... until now...
'Listen.'
Shabbo, please put some sense into her.
Otherwise a storm will hit this house.
Just understand one thing, Zaara. Your future is with Raza.
Now, neither you can change this, nor God.
What's all this, Zaara?
It's love, Shabbo.
It doesn't come with reason.
"Pearl millet. We crushed it in our palms."
"Pearl millet."
We crushed pearl millet in our palms. My beloved is angry."
"My beloved is angry. I sent him away."
"Pearl millet."
"The day that I will forget you will never come."
"You had fallen for my beauty."
When he used to look into my eyes.
Wow. - He used to show a lot of respect."
"Wow!"
Sit.
Since you're my only child, I've given you a lot of freedom.
You've been brought up more like a son than a daughter.
Normally, a mother explains a daughter's duties to her.
But since I think of you as my son, I shall myself do the honours.
You're aware...
...that your grandfather was one of the...
...most respected politicians of Pakistan.
But he died just a few days before he could reach...
...the pinnacle of his success.
Ever since...
...being his successor, I've been trying to...
...get his party to that same level.
I've been unsuccessful so far. But now thanks to Raza's father...
...success seems near.
In a few days, you'll be going to their house...
...taking my honour with you.
It's your duty to understand the sensitivity of this bond.
To spread happiness in good times and bad.
To strengthen the bonds of every relationship.
And no matter what, safeguard their honour as well as ours.
Any small mistake on your part can destroy everything.
I hope you understand what I'm saying.
Yes.
Do you have anything to say?
Then would you please come here?
It's been a long time since I've seen the dimples of your cheeks.
I hope you haven't left them in India.
That's my girl.
"Dearest behold..."
"The distances have gone."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"Dearest behold. The distances have gone."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"Dearest behold. The distances have gone."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"Beyond all borders and encumbrances."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"I am the secret you can never hide."
"I am the gesture you can never forget."
"Why are you surprised at these vibrations?"
"Because I am the sound of your heart."
"Listen, if you can to the rhythms of your heart."
"I'm here, here, here and here."
"Beyond all borders and encumbrances."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"I and only I am now in your thoughts."
"I am in all your questions and your answers."
"I occupy all our dreams."
"I am in the radiance of your sight."
"You can see me wherever your vision goes."
"I'm here, here, here and here."
"Dearest behold..."
"The distances have gone."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"Beyond all borders and encumbrances."
"I am here, here, here and here."
"I am here, here..."
"...here and here."
Zaara. - Shabbo.
Tell him to get out of my sight. I see him everywhere.
He's embedded in my soul, Shabbo. Ask him to leave.
Please tell him, Shabbo. Please tell him.
Please tell him, Shabbo.
Yes, Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
Hello, Captain Veer Singh? I'm Shabbo speaking.
Shabbo? I'm sorry. I can't place you.
I'm calling from Zaara's house.
An unknown girl who I'd never met before, was giving me...
...the biggest news of my life. She very simply told me that...
...Zaara was in love with you and she's about to get married.
Come to Lahore, take Zaara away.
She'll never be able to take this step all by herself.
She says that you can give your life for her.
And then she asked me one last question.
How much do you love Zaara?
I didn't have an answer to that question then.
Neither do I have one now.
How much do I love Zaara?
I don't know.
I know.
An Indian Air Force Pilot is not permitted to come to Pakistan.
So, I know that the minute you got this news...
...you resigned knowing fully well that you will...
...never be able to rejoin.
Then without telling anyone you left for Lahore.
Not knowing the outcome of the journey. Would you reach in time?
Would you meet Zaara? Would Zaara come back with you?
Or would you yourself be able to return... you didn't know anything.
But you still left.
Perhaps, you don't know, but I know...
...how much you love Zaara. I know.
Welcome, sir. I'm Shabbo.
I'm sorry, I couldn't arrange for anything better than this.
Wow, you can see the entire city from here.
There can't be a better room than this in the whole of Lahore.
I didn't tell Zaara that you're coming.
I was scared that she would stop me.
Day after tomorrow is her wedding. She can't come out of her house.
But tomorrow, she'll be going to the shrine with everyone.
This is Munir, my younger brother. He'll bring you to the shrine.
Then we'll leave it to God.
So, Munir, my fate is in your hands now.
Well, I'll leave.
Leaving?
I got to leave, if I'm away for long...
...they'll start wondering where I am.
If you need anything, Munir's here.
Thank you, Shabbo.
I didn't think you'd come, but now, after meeting you...
...l'm sure you'll take Zaara with you.
How could I not come?
My father says, "True love happens only once in a lifetime."
"And when it does, no God or Allah can come in its way."
Tomorrow, we'll know how true my love is in Allah's eyes.
"I have broken all the barriers of society."
"I have left the world and come to you."
"A besotted lover has come to your door."
"Has come, has come..." - "A besotted lover has come."
"A besotted lover has come to your door."
"Besotted by you, besotted by you, besotted by you..."
"A besotted lover has come to your door."
"He is completely devoted to you."
"He is completely obsessed by you."
"He will die for your love."
"A besotted lover has come to your door."
"If I see your face..."
"I will forget all my sorrows."
"These tears that are flowing, this is all they are saying."
"You are beyond where I am, but I have come here."
"If I could have one favour, just a glance from your eyes..."
"I would give my breath and heart. I would give my entire life."
"Like the moth dies on the flame..."
"A besotted lover has come to your door."
"A besotted lover. A besotted lover."
"A besotted lover."
"A besotted lover. A besotted lover."
"Besotted. Besotted."
"Your love story has reached a critical juncture.
She has to sacrifice herself in your love."
"Your love story has reached a critical juncture."
He's conscious, but he doesn't want to be.
He's listening to everything, but he doesn't want to hear.
He's festering the shock deep within as if he's punishing himself.
The next 24 hours are very critical.
He may not be able to take another shock.
The nurse is here and I will keep coming every three or four hours.
Goodbye.
Don't worry, Sister-in-law. They were all our own people.
Thank Allah that the news hasn't spread in the city.
Anyway, tomorrow, after the wedding, all the wagging tongues will stop.
After all that's happened, Raza's still ready to get married?
Mariam ma'am, this marriage is not only between Raza and Zaara.
There's a very deep and a serious...
...pact behind it. It's on this foundation...
...that your husband's and after him Raza's career rests.
Raza is very well aware of this. Now, Zaara has to understand this...
If this wedding doesn't take place tomorrow then...
...Jehangir Hayaat Khan's daughter's name will be...
...linked to an Indian man forever.
Mr. Khan's years of hard work will be ruined.
He'd lose the elections for sure, and he'll face...
...a lifetime of disgrace.
He will not be able to bear...
...the weight of that shame.
He won't be able to bear it.
Prepare for the wedding, Brother Abdul
Tomorrow, there will be a wedding in this house.
Where're you going?
To Zaara's house.
Please don't go anywhere. Let tonight pass.
Raza is looking for you everywhere. The house is completely silent.
You can't go there and do anything. Abba is in deep shock.
I am the cause for the shock and the solution.
I hadn't come here just to see Zaara's face.
If nobody speaks, there's bound to be silence.
Someone has to make the first move.
Whether it brings on a storm or a wedding.
My name is Mariam Hayaat Khan. I'm Zaara's mother.
But perhaps, today, I have lost the right to call her my own.
Because my daughter's not mine anymore.
She's yours now.
I've come to ask you to give my daughter back to me.
Please give us back our daughter. Otherwise, her father will die.
He won't be able to bear the shame, he'll die.
I've heard that you save lives.
You're the one who saved Zaara's life.
So, now, please save her father's life.
I beg of you, please save his life.
Otherwise, he'll die.
He'll die.
A mother never has to beg to her son. She just has to order.
Zaara has always and will always belong to you.
Did you think that I would've taken Zaara away without your permission?
People say that love is blind...
...so, we too were blinded by our love.
We could only see each other.
We didn't see if we were harming anyone.
Hurting anyone or...
...if someone's life was at stake.
We couldn't see anything.
But now, everything's clear.
Love can't be more important than someone's life.
Don't you worry.
Zaara will marry the person of her parent's choice.
Prepare for the wedding. I'll talk to Zaara.
I promise you that she will willingly agree to the marriage.
Is every son from your country like you?
I don't know.
But yes, every mother in my country is exactly like you.
If you think that I've made a wrong...
...decision then just tell me.
No one will be able to stop me from taking you to India.
Your decision is absolutely right.
This has happened because of one silly mistake on my part.
I'd made a promise to myself that I won't break.
If only I'd been able to stop myself when I saw you yesterday.
That...
One silly mistake of yours will help get me through the rest of my life.
If you'd taken that away from me then what would I take back with me?
Why is God doing this to us?
I've never done anything wrong in my life.
So, why is he punishing me like this?
I'm keeping two moments of your life with me.
And I'm giving two moments of my life to you.
These two moments are the symbol of our love.
These two moments make our love story.
Now, we'll live our lives on these two moments.
But with a smile.
Neither will our love weaken.
Nor will our duties remain unfulfilled.
You'll honour your parents by being a good wife.
And I'll fulfil father's dreams back in the village.
And after you've had eight to ten children...
...bring everyone along for a visit.
I'll take you for a ride on a cycle and show you a new village.
But after having eight to ten kids, I won't be able to sit on a cycle.
Yes, you've got a point.
Then I'll arrange for a tractor.
"Was that you or was that just a fragrant wind?"
"Was that you or were there colours everywhere?"
"Was that you or were those shinning pathways?"
"Was that you or were those songs resounding in the atmosphere?"
"Was it you I found, or was it my destiny?"
"Was it you or was there magic in the air?"
"Just for two moments, the caravans of our dreams made a stop."
"And then you went your way and I went mine."
"Just for two moments, existed the story of our hearts."
"And then you went your way and I went mine."
It's my wedding day today, Abba.
Aren't you going to give me away?
Aren't you going to put your hand on my head and bless me?
Please forgive me, my dear.
I don't know whether this is my obligation or my weakness.
Please forgive me.
This is a holy amulet. This will protect you.
The moment you cross the border, take out the coins...
...and give them to someone needy.
My religion does not permit, but still, now onwards...
...l'll pray to Allah everyday and ask him...
...to give you Zaara in every other birth.
I'm leaving.
Listen.
Sign here.
What's this?
Here.
It says here that my name is Rajesh Rathore.
I work for the Indian Intelligence RAW.
Critical... political... secrecy.
Sending Pakistani secrets to India... - That's correct.
No way. My name is Veer Pratap Singh, ex-lndian Air Force.
I'd come here just two days ago to visit somebody...
...and now, I'm going back.
My passport is in my bag, you can check.
We've found this in your bag.
Your name is written clearly as Rajesh Rathore.
Let me see.
We have witnesses too who can recognise you.
What's going on? Why are you doing this?
Okay. You were just saying that you were here to meet somebody.
Tell us their names, we'll call them.
Yes... I'm...
I'm here...
Tell us.
I didn't come to meet anybody.
Wow, what love!
If you take her name, she will be disgraced?
You'll ruin yourself, but won't let your love be cursed.
Yes, Mr. Veer. This is exactly what I expected of you.
Mr. Veer, there's one thing that is very special about...
...both our countries.
On the basis of power and money, anything is possible. Isn't that so?
What were you thinking? That you could come here...
...and declare your love for my wife-to-be...
...in front of everyone and leave.
And I'd stand aside and watch the whole show?
Mr. Veer, I'm about to live my life with a woman...
...who's in love with someone else.
And it's my bad luck that I can't even back off from this marriage.
Can you imagine?
Can you imagine... everyday of my life will be a living hell.
You and Zaara were the ones who dared to love.
Why should I be put to test?
Either your life should be a living hell...
Or Zaara's.
Not mine
You take great pride in your love, right?
So, now you're being tested.
I can make Zaara's life heaven or hell. But it's all in your hands.
As long as you sit silently within the four walls of a prison...
...Zaara's life will be more beautiful than heaven.
The moment you open your mouth, Zaara's life will...
...become worse than hell.
Veer Pratap Singh's identity has to be destroyed...
...in order to give Zaara a good life.
Now, this... is the true test of love.
I'll take your leave.
It's time for the wedding.
Either you disgrace the names of Zaara...
...and her family and buy your freedom...
...or sign on those papers and...
...ensure a lifetime of happiness for Zaara.
The decision is in your hands.
Goodbye.
"Why is there a tradition of cruelty?"
"Why is the society the way it is?"
"These traditions of this world... I am completely overwhelmed by them."
"Do not ask what my complaints are..."
"...or why I've been given this unhappiness."
"What can I tell you, why is love a crime."
"Why does one cry? Why does this happen?"
"Why is everyone a stranger to his heart?"
"What turn has this story taken?"
"What sort of world is this that we live in?"
"Where sorrows wear the face of happiness?
"What sort of world is this that we live in."
"Where sorrows wear the face of happiness?"
"Who do I call my own and who is a stranger?"
"What turn has this story taken?"
Ms. Zaara Hayaat Khan, daughter of Jehangir Hayaat Khan.
Your marriage has been fixed with Raza Shirazi.
Son of Abdul Malik Shirazi at a dowry of...
...Rs.5 million. Do you accept this marriage?
"What turn has my story taken?"
Do you accept that your name is Rajesh Rathore or no?
"My love story. My love story."
"What turn has my story taken?"
I accept.
"What turn has my story taken?
"What turn has my story taken?"
The bus that left from Lahore met with an accident...
...before it reached India.
Nobody survived.
My name too was on the passenger list.
I was happy that Maati and father would hear about my death.
If they got the news that I was missing...
...then they wouldn't have been able to live or die in peace.
Now, in India, Veer Pratap Singh was dead and in Pakistan.
There was no sign of Veer Singh left.
Now, his only identity was...
Prisoner number 786.
786.
My country owes you 22 years of your life.
I can't bring back these 22 years.
But I take a vow.
That I won't put flowers on my father's grave until...
...Veer Pratap Singh doesn't get his name...
...his identity and his country back.
So, Ms. Samiya Siddique, this is your first case?
Yes. - Congratulations.
Thank you, sir.
And you're the defence counsel on behalf of the...
...Human Rights Commission?
That's right, sir. - Good. That's good.
No one is representing the Prosecution?
Well, sir, they should be coming.
May I come in sir?
Oh, it's you, Mr. Zakir.
Good morning, sir. - Morning. Come in, take a seat.
That's Mr. Zakir Ahmed.
I know. I know him very well.
Come.
Sorry, Your Honour, you know the traffic of Lahore...
Zakir sir, are you presenting the case...
...on behalf of the Government of Pakistan?
Yes, sir. Actually, I've not been to court since many days.
People maybe thinking that Zakir Ahmed has forgotten...
...how to fight a case.
And anyway, I think this case is very interesting.
What do you think, Saamiya?
So, you both know one another?
Of course. Saamiya was working for us earlier.
But perhaps, she didn't approve of the way we worked...
...so, she went over to the Human Rights camp.
She's a very capable lady, it'll be fun to fight the case opposite her.
There was a special purpose for calling both of you here.
It would be better if both the parties can have...
...an out of court settlement.
Otherwise, the court has fixed the date for day after tomorrow.
But yes, if the case does not start the day after tomorrow...
...then the next date could be after six months or maybe even a year.
We're ready, sir. But if the defence needs more time then...
Defence is ready, sir. - But Saamiya...
Sir, you can fix it for day after tomorrow. My client has waited...
...for 22 years to get justice. I can't make him wait any more.
Okay, then that's fixed.
I thank you both for coming here.
Good day. - Good day, sir.
Okay, Saamiya. I'll see you in court. Good day.
This was an impossible case right from the start.
And now, with Zakir Ahmed's arrival, there's absolutely no chance.
But this case is too small for his portfolio... I don't know why.
I can't understand anything.
Listen, just make any excuse and drop this case.
This is your first case and the way Zakir Ahmed...
...insults the opposition, he'll ruin your career.
That's exactly what he wants.
What do you mean? - Sahil, do one thing.
Go back to the office and make a list of the witnesses.
I'll be there in a while.
But where're you going? - To meet Zakir Ahmed.
Okay. What? Saamiya.
Ms. Saamiya Siddique, you'd sworn that you'd never step into my office.
Then how could you bear to come here today?
There's nothing like that, sir.
Just that my principles differed from yours.
And I thought that if I could not respect working by your principles...
...then it's better that I leave. - Interesting, very interesting.
You've developed great principles at a young age.
My principles have been passed on to me as my father's legacy.
Saamiya, do you know that you're the first person...
...who refused to take a case offered by Zakir Ahmed.
Here, people wait for years in the hope of getting their first case.
But I recognised your capability, I chose you.
I ignored your age, your inexperience...
...and even the fact that you're a woman.
And what did you do in spite of that?
You threw the case back in my face.
It would've set a criminal free, sir.
And according to me, that would've been wrong.
It's not a lawyer's job to decide what's right or wrong.
It's the court's job.
A lawyer's duty is to win the case under any circumstance. Nothing else.
Well, that's the difference between you and me, sir.
Your principle is to fight to win...
...and my principle is to fight for the truth.
Interesting, very interesting. So, now you're giving me lessons in law.
This was all that was left for me to experience.
Let's forget the past. Otherwise, we'll keep opening up old wounds.
If you've taken the trouble to come all the way here...
...then it must be something important. Sit.
What can Zakir Ahmed do for you?
Look, sir, being my first case it's obvious that...
...I will make some mistakes.
And now that you're the opposition, the problems will increase.
Because of some trifle on my part...
...I don't want that Indian prisoner's freedom...
...to be revoked. Because...
He's completely innocent. That's true.
A great injustice has been done to him, sir.
And he truly deserves his freedom.
Finally, you've stooped down to our level.
Basically you've come asking for help to win your first case, right?
Defeating Zakir Ahmed takes your career off to a flying start. No?
Have you forgotten that Zakir Ahmed has never lost a case as yet?
And now, it's very important for me to win this case.
Because I want to teach a lesson to...
...headstrong youngsters like yourself...
...the repercussions of not following Zakir Ahmed's principles.
What's the matter, Ms. Saamiya Siddique?
Lost faith in your principles of truth that you...
...come begging for a win?
Please forgive me, sir.
For a while, I thought that you were almost human.
I just came to discuss if there's any possibility of...
...giving this man his freedom without taking this case to court.
But you mistook my humanity to be my weakness.
Now, we'll meet in court. Be prepared to lose your first case.
Because now, prisoner 786 will be sent to India, and...
...neither you nor the State of Pakistan will stop me.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Can I ask you one question?
You hadn't spoken to anyone in all these years...
...then why did you tell me your story?
You called me by my name.
What?
You're the first person who didn't doubt my innocence.
The first person who believed that I am Veer Singh.
The truth is that in all these years, I'd forgotten my own identity.
You reminded me of who I am.
You gave me respect by calling me by my name.
Veer Pratap Singh.
For a prisoner who has been insulted for the...
...last 22 years...
...this was a great thing. Great thing.
Now, I'll eat some more, okay?
It's our first day in court tomorrow.
You remember your promise, don't you?
That you're going to change out of the garb of...
...786 and come as...
...Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
No. - What?
Do you remember your promise? - Of course, I remember it.
Under no circumstances am I to mention the name of...
...Zaara or the Hayaat Khan family.
You keep your promise, and I'll keep mine.
Your Honour, Defence would like to call its first witness.
Defence calls its first witness.
Defence rests, Your Honour.
I call upon the Prosecution to present its case.
Your Honour...
A man has been in prison for the past 22 years...
...and that prison is in Pakistan. And that man...
...who was imprisoned in a Pakistani jail since 22 years is...
...an Indian.
Hearing this, you, me, and everyone sitting in this courtroom...
...will have tears in their eyes. And we'll hope for some way...
...that man can go back to his country, to his home.
Because we are human and we've been taught...
...to respect all human beings. But Your Honour...
In a court of law what man can't see, the law can...
...and according to the law the State is bigger than the individual.
And for a person who works against the interests of the country...
...even being sentenced to death 22 times is less.
This case is as transparent as water.
There's no question of any doubt.
Prosecution will in a matter of just 30 minutes...
...and with the help of just three witnesses, prove without a doubt...
...that the defendant Rajesh Rathore is not worthy...
...of going back to his country or his home until the day of his death.
That's all, Your Honour.
Now, I call upon the Defence to present their case.
Ms. Siddique, best of luck.
Your Honour, Prosecution Counsel Mr. Zaheer Khan was very quick to...
Zakir Ahmed says that this case is as transparent as water.
But Mr. Zaheer Khan forgets... - Ms. Saamiya Siddique.
My name is Zakir Ahmed! - Being called by another name once...
...has infuriated you to such an extent? Then just think...
...if you were called by another name every single day...
...for 22 years...
Can you imagine what would it feel like then?
Your Honour, this case is not being fought to send an Indian back...
...to his country or his home.
This case is being fought to give a man back...
...his identity, his individuality. Someone is asking you...
...to give him back his name. He's telling you that...
I am Veer Pratap Singh.
Ex-lndian Air Force Officer Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh.
Just give me back the respectability of my name.
I don't want anything else.
Maybe not in 30 minutes like the Prosecution Counsel...
...but I will definitely prove that this man is not Rajesh Rathore...
...but Veer Pratap Singh. Then whether to send him to India...
...or keep him in Pakistan, that is in your hands.
That's all, Your Honour.
Now, Prosecution may call upon it's witnesses.
I'd like to call upon my first witness police officer Dilbaaz Khan.
Who had arrested Rajesh Rathore 22 years ago.
"The winding Roads Beckon us."
"Where have we come to?"
"Eyes are shaded with dreams..."
"Where have we come to?"
Mr. Dilbaaz Khan, I know a lot of time has passed by.
Could you tell the court without any doubt or hesitation...
...who this man is? - Yes, sir, I remember very well.
This man is an Indian spy. He's an agent of RAW, Rajesh Rathore.
Some 22 years ago, Anwar Ali and myself...
We forced him to get off a bus going from...
...Lahore to India and arrested him.
We had received an intelligence report...
...that this man was conspiring against Pakistan.
Good. - Mr. Anwar Ali, can you tell me, if you found in his bag...
...a passport identifying him as Rajesh Rathore?
Then how is it possible that this same man's ticket...
...was booked in the name of Veer Pratap Singh?
But sir, that was the thing...
Honour, this person also had a passport...
...in the name of Veer Pratap Singh.
And how could one person have two passports?
For this reason, our suspicion changed to certainty.
And after we questioned him, he himself signed the affidavit...
I, Rajesh Rathore...
"Golden warmth that sprinkles our paths..."
"...has warmed our lives."
"The earth sleeps wearing a blanket of ice."
"Our hearts are afire."
"Winds change course, bodies shiver."
"Where have we come to?"
I've being seeing him for the last ten years.
He was always quiet and kept to himself.
He never communicated with anyone.
But whenever a prisoner was ill or upset...
...he would go forth to heal him and comfort him.
I don't know if he is Veer Pratap Singh or Rajesh Rathore...
...for me, he's just 786.
God's own man.
Yes, sir. This Hindu here is Allah's noble servant.
He's spent 22 years in prison...
There can't be greater punishment than this.
Send him back to his homeland.
Send him back.
Mr. Majid Khan, it looks like...
...you have no great love for your country Pakistan.
If it were up to you, then every person who had spied upon Pakistan...
...every conspirator, should be set free by the court.
Sir, that's not what I meant... - Just reply with a yes or a no.
Mr Majid Khan, only with a yes or no.
No. - Good.
Your witness.
No questions, Your Honour.
"I wonder when it will stop pouring."
"You've got excuses a plenty to love."
"It seems like there's a procession of stars."
"Night is resplendent only for us."
"Dreams sparkle..."
"They light up our hearts."
"Where have we come to?"
The next date for this case is after one week...
...on Monday, 21st March.
On that day, I will hear the Defence's case.
And immediately after that, I will pass my judgement.
Defence should be ready with their case.
Adjourned.
I'll have to mention Zaara's name.
No.
Please... for once...
Let me bring Zaara or any one person...
...from the Hayaat family to the court...
...and in a moment, the verdict will swing to our favour.
Absolutely not.
Why don't you try and understand? We're losing this case.
The court does not have time for prisoners like you.
In this country, there are too many prisoners and very few courts.
A lot of prisoner's cases come up after they're dead.
You'll never get such an opportunity again.
You'll die lying right here... you'll die. Don't you understand?
Zaara must be the mother of two by now.
She perhaps has a 21 year old daughter and a 19 year old boy.
She must've passed through all the good and bad times of her life.
Her days, her evenings must've settled down to a fine rhythm.
It must now be a peaceful life for Zaara.
Zaara.
And tomorrow, you'll drag her to court and in front of everyone...
...you'll ask her who's Veer Pratap Singh?
Questions will be raised.
What is the relationship between Veer and Zaara?
And no one will be able to understand the answers.
No one will understand.
In an instant, Raza Shirazi will divorce her.
Zaara's life will be ruined.
She must be living peacefully.
For the last 22 years, I have been guarding her honour.
Today, how can I trample upon her honour and go home?
I can't do that, Saamiya.
And I know you won't be able to do it either.
I'm sorry, for a while, being a lawyer made me forget my humanity.
I forgot...
That Veer and Zaara's names can never be taken together.
Now, there's only one way out. I'll have to go to India...
...to bring Veer Pratap Singh's identity from his country
Time is short.
I'm leaving. Take care.
Saamiya...
Until now, this amulet has protected me, now, it will protect you.
If I lose...
...will you forgive me?
On one condition.
Every day, you must bring me...
...sweets.
Take care.
Excuse me.
Can you show me where Chaudhary Sumer Singh's house is?
Yes. The largest house at the corner there.
That's Chaudhary sir's house. - Thanks.
But who're you looking for? - For Mr. Singh and his wife.
It's been years since both of them died.
But if you want to see the house, you're most welcome.
That house is always open.
I'm in a bit of a hurry, please forgive me, goodbye.
Zaara, oh, Zaara...
I'm not sparing you.
Hey, who're you? What do you want?
Why are you crying?
Say something, are you deaf or what?
Shabbo, look, here's a visitor.
And you Jassi... come here.
Oh, you'll be the death of me.
I'll tell your mother that you aren't studying.
Yes... tell me...
What do you want?
You're Shabbo?
Who else can I be?
And she's...
Zaara?
You came asking this?
Is she Zaara Hayaat Khan?
How do you know this name?
She's Jehangir Hayaat Khan's daughter from Lahore?
Who are you?
After hearing about Veer's death, Zaara called off the marriage.
Abba himself got her divorced.
Zaara came here to help father and Maati to make...
...Veer's dream come true.
Raza settled overseas. Abba left politics.
He died two years later.
A few years later ma'am also died.
The Hayaat Khan name no longer existed.
Today, father and Maati are no more.
But she won't go back. She says...
"My soul is embedded here. Now, I'll live and die here."
Which century are these people from, Shabbo?
There's a Veer who so easily sacrificed...
...22 years of his life...
...to protect Zaara's honour...
...and there's Zaara who spent 22 years of her life...
...in a strange land to keep Veer's dream alive.
Are they humans pretending to be gods...
...or are they gods disguised as humans?
This was my mother's.
22 years ago, Mariam Hayaat Khan had tied...
...this amulet on an Indian...
...while bidding him goodbye, so that it would protect him.
That person did not reach India but for 22 years...
...this charm has been protecting him.
That person's name is...
Veer Pratap Singh.
He's in prison, in a jail in Lahore.
I am his lawyer.
And I've come to take you to him.
For the last 22 years, God has been testing you both intensely.
But now, not even God can separate Zaara and Veer.
Not even God can separate Zaara and Veer.
Mr. Sahil Farooque, I'm asking you where is the Defence Counsel?
Your Honour, she must be on her way.
It seems like she has decided to give up the case.
Please begin with the proceedings
Irresponsible...
Absolutely irresponsible of the Defence Counsel not to have arrived.
Mr. Sahil Farooque, do you have anything to say?
Your Honour, Saamiya...
I mean my learned colleague should be here soon.
There's no problem...
There is a problem, Mr. Farooque. There is a problem.
It's no small matter to waste the court's time in this manner.
Especially when I had clearly specified...
...that this day has been reserved for the Defence's case.
Then what's the reason for her absence from the court?
It's obvious that the Defence does not have a case.
Silence on the defendant's part and...
...no one appearing on behalf of the Defence...
"For you, I have lived all these days."
"With my lips sealed."
"For you, I have lived all these days, with my unshed tears."
"But in my heart, the flames of love..."
"...have always been burning for you, only for you."
"For you, I have lived all these days, with my unshed tears."
"For you, I have lived all these days, with my lips sealed."
"But in my heart, the flames of love..."
"...have always been burning for you, only for you."
"Life has brought me..."
"...a volume of old times."
"Life has brought me a volume of old times."
"And I am surrounded by countless memories."
"Unasked, I have now found all the answers I sought."
"Look, what I yearned for and what I got."
"But in my heart, the flames of love..."
"Have always been burning for you, only for you."
"How can I describe the cruelty of this world?"
"I was ordered to live, but without you."
"lgnorant are those who say to me that you are unknown."
"So many ordeals, were heaped on me by this world."
"But in my heart, the flames of love..."
"...have always been burning for you, only for you."
"For you, I have lived all these days."
"With my lips sealed."
"For you, I have lived all these days, with my unshed tears."
"But in my heart, the flames of love, have always been burning for you."
"Only for you."
Zaara Hayaat Khan's testimony...
...and photographs and documents presented by her prove that...
...this man is not Rajesh Rathore but that he is Veer Pratap Singh.
And to prevent disgracing the honour of a Pakistani girl...
...Veer Pratap Singh signed that affidavit.
Squadron Leader Veer Pratap Singh, this court exonerates you.
Order. Order. - Go, Veer Pratap Singh, go.
You have the right to return to your country with your head held high.
And for the precious 22 years of your life wasted in prison...
...the State of Pakistan and this court asks for your forgiveness.
If you wish to speak, you may.
I, prisoner number 786...
...look through the bars of the jail.
I see days, months, years change to eons.
From the soil of this land comes the fragrance of my father's fields.
This burning sun reminds me of my Maati's cool buttermilk.
This rain brings along with it the swings of my seasons.
This winter fills me with the warmth of the fires of my Lodi.
They say this is not your country then why does it feel like mine?
He says I am not like him, then why does he look like me?
I prisoner number 786 look through the bars of the jail.
I see an angel who has descended from heaven.
She calls herself Saamiya and she calls me Veer.
She's a complete stranger, but treats me as her own.
Hearing her truthful words, I feel like living once more.
Hearing her promises and vows, I feel like doing something more.
They say that she is no one of mine then...
...why does she fight the world for me?
He says that I'm not like her then why does she look like me?
I, prisoner number 786, look through the bars of the jail.
I see my Zaara wrapped in the colours of my village.
In making my dreams come true, she has forgotten her own.
In serving my people, she has left behind her own.
Now, I feel like filling her being with happiness.
I feel like living another lifetime for her.
They say that my country is not hers...
...then why is she staying in my home?
He says that I'm not like her, then why does she look like me?
I, prisoner number 786...
...look through the bars of the jail.
Thank you.
Congratulations. - Thank you.
Saamiya.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
This was my last case.
I'm giving up law.
Because you've taught me that I'm not fit for this work.
I always thought that a country's progress is measured...
...by its judicial system.
But now, I understand that...
...the future of both these countries is...
...in the hands of youngsters like you.
Who do not measure humans as big-small, man-woman, Hindu-Muslim...
Who don't rake up bitter war memories of...
...1947-1965 and 1999 on every pretext.
Who wish to address the future with the truth and only the truth.
And there's no stopping a country where truth prevails.
Thank you, Saamiya.
Thank you for teaching me the value of truth and justice.
Your father would've been proud of you, he would've been very proud.
I am.
Goodbye.
Veer had lost Zaara in Pakistan. So, Veer and Zaara...
...will be joined on Pakistani soil.
Here, take this. Make our Zaara yours forever.
You said, Veer and Zaara's names can never be taken together.
Now, Veer and Zaara's names have been joined together forever.
What Veer says is true.
You're an angel... sent only for us by God.
Go ahead. Look, your country awaits you.
Come, Zaara.
Let us go home.
"Gold like land, vast blue sky."
"Gold like land, vast blue sky, every season is colourful."
"Such is my country."
"Lived I have for you. Only for you."
"Distances between us since ages..."
"...I have covered them. Only for you."
"Lived I have for you. Only for you."
"Distances between us since ages..."
"...I have covered them. Only for you."
"Only for you." - "Only for you."