May the Goddess bless you
with a shining destiny, my son!
Hello, Cyrus!
Hilla...
Remember, I told you
about those thefts at Perin Aunty's
and the other neighbours' homes?
The cops nabbed the thief.
Must we discuss this in front of Cyrus?
The thief's name is also Cyrus.
Oh!
Then we must think of a new name for Cyrus!
Attention!
Guard...
Attention!
Guard!
General Salute!
Present Arms!
Guard!
Ground Arms!
What is your name?
Rifleman Harka Gurung, Sir!
Harka Gurung!
What is my name?
Sam...
Mac...
Monk...
Sam Bahadur, Sir!
Sam Bahadur.
We'll be punished, Sam!
Haji's right, Sam.
Let's head back.
What happened?
Nothing, just checking
if you're still alive.
What nonsense! Of course, I'm alive!
Then prove it!
Well?
Sam, we came here at 7,
it's 9.30 now.
This is how time works, sweetheart!
In some time, it will be 10:30.
Then 11:30, and so on!
Sam, please. Let's go!
What happened?
Am I boring you?
Of course not, sweetheart!
Meet my friends...
That is Maharaj Kumarjeet Singh...
And this is Haji Iftikar,
of the famous Iftikar family.
Maharaj, Nawab...
Do you think your friends can be my friends, too?
And why not!
However...
These modern day princes
are pretty faint-hearted!
They're scared of everything:
the Company Commander, the Adjutant,
the Quarter Master,
and of their punishment!
Who knows, you might scare them, too!
Really?
You're in the Army?
Yes, ma'am...
Corporal Sam Manekshaw at your service.
I'm a Gentleman Cadet, but...
I can't promise I'll remain a gentleman!
Okay, Sam...
You stay back...
The last bus leaves in 15 minutes...
Haji and I are leaving.
Gentlemen!
What's the first rule of the Army?
"No man left behind."
Well, where were we?
We're dead!
For his absence from parade
and indiscipline,
by order of Major Cowan,
Corporal Sam Manekshaw
is awarded punishment.
Congratulations!
You have earned the distinction of becoming
the first Gentleman Cadet
to be awarded a punishment
at the Indian Military Academy.
Don't!
Not.
One.
Word!
And you two...
It's not their fault, Sir. I forced them and -
I said,
not one word!
The two of you,
along with Manekshaw
will be confined to barracks
with restrictions for 15 days.
One more instance,
and you are going home.
Am I clear?
Yes, Sir!
Manekshaw?
Yes, Sir!
That's two words, Sir.
Satisfied now? Huh?
That night was itself satisfying!
Enjoy your 15 day holiday, Sam...
In three weeks,
'The Butcher' will slaughter your happiness!
Tikka Khan is coming!
Break!
Box!
Break!
Box!
Continue?
Break!
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten!
Well fought, Khan!
Next time,
victory will be mine...
And then I'll offer you
the same consolation.
We'll see!
2nd Lieutenant Sam Hormusji Framji Jamshedji Manekshaw...
Sign here.
Your next posting
is with the 4th Battalion
of the 12th Frontier Force Regiment
stationed in Ferozepur.
Congratulations.
You are a Piffer now.
I am also a Piffer!
Look how pretty I am,
with my gorgeous light eyes
and fair skin!
Have you ever seen such a pretty Piffer?
Hush, Dilsher...
He's the Platoon Commander.
Oh?
Congratulations then!
We have a girl as our Platoon Commander!
Dilsher!
Even a girl can make this jump,
and a burly athlete like you can't?
Lieutenant Manekshaw...
I...
Actually I...
...want to apologize?
Sorry, Lieutenant.
Sam.
Please, Sam!
I don't know anyone at that party, Dilsher.
It's your friend's party, you go.
You haven't really lived
until you've checked out Lahore's party scene.
I thought of going alone,
but then I realised -
there'll be so many pretty women there!
And who better than you
to teach me how to charm them!
Really?
And I'm some expert on charming women?
Drop the act, Sam!
The entire unit has heard of your exploits.
Let's see you in action tonight!
And I was staring...
not at the CO's wife,
but at the cake!
The CO's wife talked about
everything in the world...
but she never offered us that bloody cake!
Who... is she?
Silloo Bode.
Colonel Bharucha's sister-in-law.
Excuse me.
Sam. Sam Manekshaw.
4th Battalion
12th Frontier Force Regiment.
Hello.
I'm Silloo.
I'm sorry.
Usually, I have a lot to say...
Clever, funny things...
Compliments...
But...
right now...
Thank God!
Because at every party,
every single guy says
the same boring things...
in an attempt to flirt.
I promise you,
I'll tell you something
that you haven't heard before.
That seems hard to believe.
But go on, try...
I'm going to marry you.
I...
Whatever it is...
Say it after this dance.
"This little thing...!"
"This little thing left unsaid"
"is a now confession made."
"This little thing, oh look"
"is now a fable made."
"Not a cloud nor rain"
"on that magical clear night..."
"Hearts didn't connive"
"nor cross the minds..."
"But a spell was cast"
"in the silver moonlight."
"This little thing, oh look"
"is now a fable made."
"This little thing...!"
"The ground firmly beneath us"
"The skies far and away"
"The ground firmly beneath us"
"The skies far and away"
"But floating up two inches"
"doesn't happen every day"
"As hearts take flight"
"making earth and sky sway."
"This little thing, oh look"
"is now a fable made."
"This little thing...!"
Mamma!
Sam, welcome!
Gurmeet...
Here you are.
Where have you been posted?
And when do you have to leave?
Allied armies gather for new thrusts
against further Japanese penetration in Burma.
World War II has reached India's doorstep.
To counter the Japanese troops,
the Indian Army has reached Burma.
As soon as we hit Sittang,
we'll give our soldiers a meal break, Turq.
They've fought non-stop for 4 days...
If securing the bridge wasn't so urgent,
I would've requested Colonel Edwards
to give us a day before moving.
I'm pretty starved myself!
I'd give anything for some Dhansak.
- Dhansak? - Yes!
Most folks swear by Rogan Josh,
but Parsi food has my heart.
Come home for a meal someday,
you'll be in for a treat!
Patra ni machhi, Akoori, Lagan nu bhonu...
Chicken Farcha,
Salli Boti,
Lagan nu custard!
Oh, man!
Feed me some of that delicious Parsi food again...
and Attiqur Rahman will be your slave for life!
Just be my friend, Turq...
and every week, you can enjoy both:
my company and Parsi food as well!
Sounds great!
Down! Down!
Thank God,
our planes chased the Japanese away!
- All okay? - Yes.
Check the company and report to me!
Slowly, slowly...
One, two, three...
Go!
Subedar Sahib!
Yes, Sir.
Get ready to move.
Meher Singh!
Come on! Get moving!
We have lost around 50 men.
Vehicles and equipment too.
From friendly fire
from our own planes!
A reconnaissance aircraft
relayed wrong information.
It was assumed
that the Japanese were on the move.
It is unfortunate...
But we have our orders.
We cannot let the enemy
take control of the bridge.
So gentlemen...
talk to your men now,
and get them ready.
Sir.
This won't be easy...
Is war ever easy?
Sittang Bridge.
It's the only way to get to Rangoon.
If Rangoon falls,
we fall too.
So we just cannot allow the Japanese
to capture Sittang Bridge.
Opposite Sittang Bridge is Buddha Hill,
and on the left is Pagoda Hill.
Apart from reinforcing the bridgehead,
we have to capture these hills too.
It will help us guard
and secure the bridge in a better way.
And yes...
Because time is short,
the wounded and deceased
will not be brought back to camp
until the operation is complete.
Any doubts?
Any questions?
I know...
this is your fifth day without sleep.
You've had your first meal in four days
here at Sittang...
And we lost 50 of our men on the way here...
That too, because of a misunderstanding.
"He alone is brave"
"Who fights for the downtrodden"
"He may get cut into pieces"
"But he'll never leave the battlefield!"
I'm sure you've all heard this holy verse before.
I'm just reminding you...
It's our turn to fight tomorrow.
Bole So Nihaal!
Sat Sri Akal!
Are we ready
Subedar Gurbaksh Singh Sahib?
Yes, Sir. We're all set.
They are on Buddha Hill!
The Japanese have reached Buddha Hill before us!
We must capture Pagoda Hill before them. Now!
Bravo Company shall stay in reserve.
Alpha Company, charge to Pagoda Hill!
Meher Singh!
Move, fast!
Keep going!
Don't let the enemy reach the peak!
We have to get the Japanese
off Buddha Hill too, Subedar Sahib.
You guard this position with your platoon...
the rest will charge with me.
Bole So Nihaal!
Sat Sri Akal!
Don't stop! Charge ahead!
Meher Singh...
I had said...
Only once the operation is complete...
Bravo Company is also reaching Buddha Hill, Sir!
It is too late to operate on him.
He will not live.
His eyes were open moments ago.
Please treat him!
Can you hear me, son?
How do you feel?
I'm OK!
What happened to you?
A bloody mule kicked me!
Anyone with this sense of humour
is worth saving!
Get him ready for surgery.
For gallantry,
during the action at the Sittang Bridge
on the 22nd and 23rd of February 1942,
Major General Cowan
awards Major SHFJ Manekshaw
an immediate Military Cross.
Congratulations, Major Manekshaw.
Thank you, Sir!
Wow!
MC!
Well done, Sam!
You definitely owe me a Parsi feast
at your home now!
You'll be back much before me, Turq.
I'll be tied up here
in these bandages, for a while.
In British India, it was the wedding of the daughter
of the Indian National Congress President Jawaharlal Nehru.
Several members were present on the occasion
and blessed the new couple,
Indira Nehru and Feroze Gandhi.
Good choice...
Parsis do make good husbands!
The true answer to this question,
I would like to hear from Mrs Manekshaw...
Do Parsis really make
the best husbands?
I'll only let Mrs Khan in on this secret,
Major Khan!
And not in front of
the two of you, for sure!
Sherry, Maja...
say goodnight to Major Khan.
But Silloo, the custard!
Custard on Sundays for you.
You know the rules.
Goodnight, Major Khan.
- Goodnight, Father. - Goodnight, darling.
Goodnight, Silloo.
Goodnight, Silloo!
Major Khan,
we'd love to meet Begum Sahiba someday...
Surely...
Though...
the Missus has instantly become 'Begum Sahiba'...
Then why such formality towards me?
Not 'Major Khan', please call me Yahya.
On one condition...
You too, must call me Silloo.
Definitely, Mrs...
Silloo.
So next time,
please bring Begum Sahiba along,
Yahya.
Surely...
She was a bit unwell today.
Or else she would've loved to come
and listen to Sam's tales from Burma.
Burma!
Yahya, when I think of Burma,
I'm reminded of the doctors there...
Those bloody buggers, I tell you...
They gave me such bad stitches...
that by the time I returned to India,
they were infested with maggots!
Even the maggots were better than those doctors.
Thanks to them,
I didn't get any infection.
Excuse me.
Sam...
war gives us stories...
but to women...
they give nightmares.
Silloo...
Get custard made tomorrow.
Sam!
They're kids, Silloo...
Where to?
My room...
Because of these?
Because of your snoring, Sam!
The land will be divided.
Areas with Hindus in majority
will become their country.
Areas with Muslim majority
will become the Muslim nation.
What mercenaries the British are...
The price they've made us pay for our freedom!
Turq has chosen Pakistan.
He was saying that
Mr Jinnah has personally asked you
to join the Pakistan Army.
So?
What have you decided?
You're not a Hindu.
How are you an Indian, then?
I was born in Amritsar,
my wife is from Bombay,
and I work in Delhi...
How much more Indian can I be?
Morning, boys!
What's happening?
We've been given orders, Sir...
Indian and Pakistani territory maps are being divided.
The maps falling in Indian territory
will be with the Indian army,
and the ones falling in Pakistani territory
will go to the Pakistan army.
The maps of the Pakistan areas
will not leave this office
until the Indian army
has a copy of them.
Is that clear?
Yes, Sir.
- Sir. - Yes?
Major Khan hasn't asked for Indian maps...
I know.
- But... how do... - Because I know Yahya.
He can feel the oncoming Partition...
but he can't fathom it yet.
Congrats on the Frontier Force Regiment, Captain Farid.
And to you on the Madras Regiment, Captain Srini.
Cheers.
This one...
to all the brothers in this room!
I love you more than life itself.
Speech!
Speech, speech, speech!
Okay, okay...
To the fatal choice!
Punjabi!
Punjabi! Punjabi! Punjabi!
Fine!
Here.
Tonight, I raise a toast,
to the cruel choice before us!
They make a goddamn porridge...
then ask us to separate the oats from the milk!
The colour of this uniform
is seeped into our blood...
And now they ask us
to choose another colour!
Here...
They slit us down the middle and then ask us
to choose one side of our heart.
To the Army!
To the Indian Army!
Sam...
Every morning, I'd wake up thinking:
I'll meet Sam again today.
But now...
now, after this Partition...
I have only one wish.
That I never have to meet Sam again.
Sam...
I'll really miss you.
And your bike too.
You both have taken such good care of me.
Keep the bike, then.
Hey, Sam!
Thank you!
1500 rupees.
You're selling it?
How heartless!
Not heartless, sensible.
I'm leaving the bike outside...
send me the money later.
Goodnight, my friend...
And goodbye.
Long years ago,
we made a tryst with destiny,
and now the time comes
when we shall redeem our pledge.
At the stroke of the midnight hour,
when the world sleeps...
India will awake to life and freedom.
Maharaja Hari Singh
has made an appeal to us and Pakistan...
The Standstill Agreement...
This is Pakistan's response.
Pakistan has agreed.
That until talks take place
between their leaders
Pakistan will not take
any action on Kashmir.
That means we'll have to accept
the Maharaja's request too.
I don't think India should agree.
Neither should you disagree.
Until the Maharaja makes up his mind,
which country he wants to be a part of...
Don't say yes...
Don't say no.
Did you advise Pakistan similarly,
Lord Mountbatten?
Because they have accepted
the Maharaja's request.
I wonder why...
What a great parting gift they've given us!
They came to one country,
and they're leaving behind two!
Hindustan and Pakistan...
Hindus and Muslims...
Divide and Rule!
What a legacy these Britishers are leaving us...
Sir.
Hazara,
Afridi,
Mahsud...
Even Pakistan army soldiers
who were on leave...
are crossing the border in truckloads
to attack Srinagar!
And you all knew about this.
The CGS,
the Officiating DMO,
and the Defence Minister!
When were you planning to inform me?
After the Pakistan flag has unfurled over Srinagar?
The intel wasn't solid. Kalkat's report-
I don't want to hear a word from you anymore.
Major Kalkat, you tell me.
I'll decide
whether the intel is solid or not.
'Operation Gulmarg' is a masterstroke, Sir.
One solution to Pakistan's three problems.
The Pathanistan Movement will be crushed.
The tribals will get land for settlement,
and Kashmir will belong to Pakistan.
And you're sure
the Pakistan Army is involved?
Yes, Sir.
Pakistan Commander-in-Chief General Messervy
sent the operation plan to Brigadier C P Murray.
As soon as I found out,
they put me under house arrest...
But I escaped.
Brigadier Murray knew,
but he still didn't inform us...
Is the Partition between us not enough...
that we have to be at war now, too?
Kashmir needs our help, Sardar...
Yes, but we need
Maharaja Hari Singh's decision first:
That Kashmir is a part of India.
No?
Menon...
Leave for Srinagar right away...
And...
Take Manekshaw with you.
Yes.
Keep both the airfields ready...
and keep a unit at hand, on standby.
Also, find out how many more Dakotas
we have on the ready.
Relay all this information
to Srinagar airfield as well...
I need all of this done in the next hour.
Sir.
Major.
Our pilot has informed us
that the Srinagar airfield runway
does not have lights.
So?
So we must take-off
for Delhi before sunset.
So we have only half an hour to do this?
According to the latest reports,
the armed tribal groups
have reached Baramullah.
Only 35 miles away from Srinagar.
If they get to Srinagar
with the Pakistan Army's help
and capture the airfield...
the Indian army will not be able to reach Srinagar.
We will lose Kashmir.
Maharaj...
Secretary VP Menon and-
You've taken so long to arrive...
while those plunderers are taking over Kashmir!
Seems like I'll have to handle this on my own.
I'll fight...
I'll fight with my army!
Your Highness...
We came as soon as we got the news.
I've been calling for help, for so long...
And you just got the news?
You've come too late.
This is my home...
and to protect it,
I'm ready to spill blood...
whether it's mine, or of my enemies.
Your Highness...
Please come.
You want to spill blood, right?
Please come...
The M1 Garand...
30 caliber, gas-operated,
8-shot, clip fed.
Easy to fire.
Easy to handle.
And reloads in an instant.
A trained soldier can
fire 15-20 accurate shots per minute
to a distance of about 300 yards.
I'm sure you'll easily manage
8-10 shots at the very least.
This is war, Your Highness.
My soldiers and I are trained for it.
You please handle the politics,
as you are trained for it.
Your Highness...
Please come.
I'll see you at the airfield, Mr Menon.`
Is it done?
But there's no point...
We won't be able to reach Delhi.
How will we take off in this darkness, Sam?
I can now see
why I was asked to take you along.
What's the matter, Sam?
Mission accomplished.
Bosses will be happy!
My boss won't be happy.
I had promised her
that I'd be back home by 7.
And in any case,
only your mission is accomplished.
Our mission will
begin only now.
In a fierce war spanning 2 years
the Indian Army and Air Force
secured Srinagar and cleared Kashmir
from Poonch to Dras-Kargil
of the Tribal and Pakistani invaders.
Even the song is not playing now!
He has become the Commandant of the Staff College,
happily running the place,
training officers...
And what did I get?
A matchbox-sized kitchen!
If Sir keeps getting promoted like this,
I'll soon be cooking, sitting inside a saucepan!
This is Akashvani. And now the news.
The Indian National Congress held
a special election in Delhi.
The Congress Committee has selected
Mrs Indira Gandhi
as their new President.
Major General Manekshaw...
I must admit,
you run a tight ship here.
Thank you, Sir.
What could be more reassuring for a Defence Minister...
Than knowing that the responsibility
of training this country's officers
is in your able hands!
Right, Kaul?
Sir.
Thank you, Minister.
I have some suggestions
for your training module, Sam...
which can make it better.
Of course, Sir!
I'm sure we can greatly benefit
from your extensive war experience.
By the way...
Which front did you fight at?
He may not have field experience,
but he surely has the mind of a strategist.
I'm sure!
This way, gentlemen!
There's something else I wanted to ask you, Sam...
I wanted your opinion...
on a few Officers.
My opinion goes straight into my Officers'
Annual Confidential Reports, Minister.
I don't mean 'your' Officers...
I'm talking about your Chief.
What do you think of General Thimmayaa?
Please don't.
Today, you're asking me about my Chief...
Tomorrow, you'll ask
my Brigadiers and Colonels about me.
The Army's discipline
is its very foundation.
Don't shake the Army's foundation...
...Minister.
What happened at the DSSC
was totally out of line, Sir.
So what if I don't have war experience?
I'm his senior officer,
and the Chief of General Staff!
That's why he's jealous of me.
And that's why he hates me!
No, no...
Sam doesn't hate anyone.
He just loves himself more.
The only problem is
that everyone else loves him too.
Especially PM Nehru.
We must do something, Sir.
Anti-National?
Apart from anti-national activity,
there are other serious charges too.
An enquiry must be done, Kaul...
But Anti-Nationalism?
This letter, such charges...?
You've seen his office, right?
It's been 14 years since Independence
but he's still loyal to the British.
He's forgotten
that his seniors and ministers
are all Indian.
His biggest problem is...
Not one problem...
There's a list of problems.
But is this list
enough for an enquiry?
We're talking about Major General Sam Manekshaw, Kaul...
not some junior officer or Corporal!
Of course, Sir.
And...
this enquiry will take place
under the General Staff Branch.
Impressive, Kaul!
So it's your field,
and your rules...
You've set this up quiet efficiently!
Manekshaw residence.
Hello...
Hello?
Sehroo Bhai.
Silloo... what's the matter?
No, it's nothing...
Just that inquiry.
And Sam?
Sam...
You know him...
Ask him anything,
the answer is the same:
"I'm OK!"
Anti-National, and you?
Sam...
I think this is personal.
This Kaul...
He's always been jealous of you.
Professional disagreements are routine, Silloo...
Why would Kaul have a personal problem with me?
You never see any problem in anyone, Sam...
You think everyone's good at heart.
What if...
What if they win, Sam?
I already won
my life's biggest challenge
the night you agreed
to dance with me at that party.
I'll handle the other battles as well.
I'm OK!
Trust me...
And everything will be OK.
Soon.
I promise.
Come inside...
Sherry's getting her boyfriend to meet us...
That Batliwala?
Sam... the house is that way.
Silloo...
Our daughter will become 'Sherry Batliwala'!
I can handle the inquiry,
but this is too much!
This Court of inquiry has assembled
to investigate into the incidents of impropriety
by Major General Sam Hormusji Framji Jamshedji Manekshaw,
Military Cross.
That have been brought to the notice
of the convening authority.
Everything alright?
This... isn't right, Sir.
Things will be alright...
It will be OK.
The first matter against
Major General Manekshaw is
Anti-Nationalism.
Is it true that at the Staff College,
instead of Indian leaders,
you've put up portraits of British Viceroys,
Army chiefs and Generals?
Yes, it's true...
because the DSSC trains Army Officers,
not Politicians.
The second charge is:
Violating the orders of your senior Officer.
Wilful Disobedience.
It says here, Major General Manekshaw,
that you received a letter from the office
of the Chief of General Staff B M Kaul.
That you deliberately ignored.
You mean he was expecting
a response to that?
My apologies
that I failed to send
an appropriate reply.
Let me correct that mistake right away.
The CGS's letter asked for 50 soldiers
to complete the construction
of barracks swiftly.
I will not give my soldiers, Sir.
But yes, if he requires workers or labourers,
I know a few contractors.
I can connect the CGS to them.
Perhaps they can also explain the difference to him...
About what labourers do...
and what soldiers do.
Sir, someone in the mess told me...
So you never actually heard
Major General Manekshaw say this in person?
No, Sir.
No, Sir..
Colonel, did you or did you not hear
Major General Manekshaw say:
'He doesn't want his Officers
'to marry women who resemble housemaids'?
It is time to conclude
the findings of this Court of inquiry.
I agree, General.
We needn't waste any more time
on useless questions.
Major General Sam Hormusji Framji Jamshedji Manekshaw...
This Committee believes that all charges
raised in this inquiry
are unjustified.
They are utterly baseless
and without any merit.
Therefore...
This enquiry is
terminated.
It took some time...
But I had told you...
It will be OK.
Swami...
The most important thing in a sandwich isn't the bread...
but the filling in between!
There should be more of it!
The market is short on supplies
because of the war.
Very soon, the sandwiches will have no filling at all!
These Chinese!
The very mention of them makes me fume!
That's it!
I'm banning fine china in the house.
From now on, we'll only use steel.
Boycott China!
I've been saying this for ages,
Filter coffee tastes better in steel mugs!
And I also taught you
how to make authentic filter coffee, didn't I?
Your filter coffee is far from authentic!
God knows how Madam tolerates him!
And now, an important announcement...
After China's attack on Assam,
Prime Minister Pt. Jawaharlal Nehru
shall address the nation...
Chinese forces have been
aggressively attacking our borders.
Right now...
Enemy forces are at Assam's doorstep.
And Assam is in danger.
We have lost Bomdila as well.
At this moment,
my heart truly goes out
to our brothers and sisters in Assam.
It pains me to think of their suffering,
No, Prime Minister!
This isn't right.
Why?
'My heart goes out to the people of Assam'?
He sounds so helpless!
If the Prime Minister
is going to comes across as feeble and helpless
who will give hope and courage to our people?
"Indian and Chinese, brothers-in-arms!"
What backstabbing brothers!
Of course he's helpless.
Sam...
What about the promotion?
Any news?
You should have been a part of this war, Sam...
You're a soldier.
You belong at the front...
with the other soldiers.
I know that Swami wants me out of the house...
but you, too?
I don't want you to go anywhere, Sam.
I just want you to reach where you're destined.
But your destiny is
not going to fulfil itself.
Tell me, what do I do?
What do I tell you Sam?
I can't fathom anything myself.
This war, this defeat...
I can't see my own future.
How do I tell you about yours?
I'm sorry, but this is important.
Please give us 5 minutes.
Prime Minister.
After your speech, there's chaos in Tezpur.
People have lost faith in the Army,
and the Government.
China may have betrayed us,
but we've been careless too!
We've failed to prepare our troops
to combat the Chinese army,
or provide them with weapons and equipment.
Instead of making
our Army combat-ready,
we were making them do construction work!
Krishna Menon must resign.
And...
Y B Chavan will be our new Defense Minister.
Kaul must go too.
But in this situation,
who can replace him?
I know.
The gentleman in the waiting room -
Please send him inside.
I believe you know Major General Sam Manekshaw.
Sam, Indira.
We'll rehearse the Christmas Day scene.
It's Christmas morning.
Everything should be relaxed and easy.
Bert and Lorraine will be seated together.
Take your positions.
What happened?
How did it go?
Very good.
Finish your rehearsal, I'll wait.
So let's take it from the top...
So?
Where's our next posting?
Tezpur, Assam.
But not 'our' posting,
just mine.
It's a non-family station, Silloo...
The on-ground situation
is still dangerous.
I know.
It's just that...
It's not easy.
I know.
I know how tough it is
for you,
for us,
for the girls...
That's where you belong, Sam.
With your soldiers.
We will all be OK.
How is she?
Who?
Indira.
She dresses well.
And she's definitely, less emotional
than Prime Minister Nehru.
And is that a good or bad thing?
Time will tell.
The morale of the soldiers is down, Sir.
We have failed in encouraging them to fight
or even lead them well.
Delhi is so far from Assam,
it feels like no one remembers us.
Your quarters are this way, Sir.
Commander Sir.
Good evening, gentlemen!
Good evening, Sir!
What is the most precious thing
for any human being?
Stop thinking about your own
and others' girlfriends!
Answer me, boys!
His life, Sir.
Correct.
But for a soldier,
even more precious than his life...
is his honour.
His uniform.
And to protect this honour,
a soldier can even sacrifice his life.
Right?
Yes, Sir.
You haven't eaten today?
Am I right?
Yes, Sir!
From today, no officer or soldier
shall withdraw from his post
without my written orders...
And I am
never going to give those orders!
Gentlemen,
there will be no more withdrawals.
Sam is here!
Yes, Sir!
This is the Commander Sir we needed...
Who tells us what to do!
I know what to do.
We've been studying
the movements of the Chinese forces for a while.
Our team has prepared a plan.
We need to strengthen our forward posts,
protect our passes,
and most importantly...
we must secure our borders with China.
Sam...
Sir.
Chairman Mao has declared a ceasefire.
I don't think we should violate it.
I agree with Panditji.
There is no need for deployment right now.
A wait-and-watch position
is what we should take.
Besides, since you've taken command,
the situation has improved significantly.
The situation has returned
to normal with great difficulty...
We should let it remain normal.
Normal, Minister?
The situation was so 'normal',
that my soldiers wanted to leave
not just their posts,
but the Army itself.
They don't want 'normal'.
What they want is a chance
to win back their lost honour.
They want reassurance,
that our government in Delhi hasn't forgotten about them.
They don't want 'normal', Minister...
They want to win.
And I want to win.
China will withdraw its troops
before the passes close down.
Or their supply line will be cut off
and we'll crush them.
I don't think they will make that error.
Instead of waiting for them
to make a move,
we must secure ourselves first.
And if you can't trust my soldiers
and give them this chance,
I'm afraid I have nothing to do here,
please send me back.
You're not going anywhere, Sam.
Our soldiers are raring to win.
If we don't support them, who will?
So we'll just let our soldiers become cannon fodder?
It is a soldier's duty
to die for the nation.
I beg your pardon, Madam.
A soldier's duty is
to kill the enemy and protect the nation.
Okay, Sam.
What do you suggest?
Shall we head to the Ops room?
We've identified some posts
which must be secured.
Panditji!
Shall we go to the Guest House?
I think it's the heat and humidity, that's all...
You will feel better in two minutes, Prime Minister.
I'm sorry, Madam...
You don't have security clearance
for the Ops Room.
Please wait here.
That's the spirit, gentlemen!
Yes, Sir!
5 Div will dare their lives
to protect their land and honour.
Yes, Sir!
And no one can snatch this away from you!
Yes, Sir!
- Badri Vishal Lal ki! - Jai!
India's first Prime Minister,
Mr Jawaharlal Nehru
has passed away due to a heart attack.
74-year old Pandit Nehru's health
had been on the decline for a while.
The entire country mourns his death today.
On the face of it,
since China declared a ceasefire,
both armies decided to lay low.
But the flames of discord rising in Nagaland,
are being fanned by China.
We also need to control
the civil unrest in Calcutta,
Mr Defence Minister.
So tell me Sam...
what have you thought?
Where do you want to be posted next?
I wasn't aware that the Indian Army
gives its Officers a choice!
Or is it because you want to
send me somewhere far off?
What do you think, Sam...
Which is the most challenging posting
in the Indian Army?
Wonderful!
China on one side,
East Pakistan on the other...
and problems all around!
Why did you have to pick the Eastern Command?
Just choose any nice photo, Sam...
It's been a year since Sherry's wedding,
and you still can't decide
which photo to frame!
You can't take a single decision at home,
God knows how you manage the Army!
Doesn't listen to anyone. Just does his own thing!
What's the matter, Swami?
What's the matter?
Before my transistor can find its frequency,
your new transfer order arrives!
At ease, boys.
What's going on?
The Rifleman is saluting me, Sir!
I can see that.
Any reason?
I was on my rounds, Sir.
Rifleman Tamang didn't salute me.
For not saluting a senior Officer,
I've given Rifleman Tamang
a punishment of a 1000 salutes!
Tamang?
It was an honest mistake, Sir.
I didn't see the Captain.
Good job, Captain.
Thank you, Sir!
That's how we maintain discipline in the unit!
Carry on!
The Army has a rule -
a salute must be reciprocated with a salute.
So Captain,
you will return every salute
from Rifleman Tamang.
Very well!
Come, Behroze.
Sir, just a reminder:
Today is the soldiers' feast.
We will drink rum, Behroze.
Arrange rum for everyone.
Sir.
In the Congress Party's legislative elections,
Mrs Indira Gandhi has beaten Mr Morarji Desai
by a margin of 186 votes.
Winning a total of 355 votes,
Mrs Indira Gandhi is elected as
India's third Prime Minister.
That I will bear true faith and allegiance
to the Constitution of India,
as by law established.
Congratulations!
Cheers!
- Hey Joe... - Yes, Sir.
- How's your wife? - Fine, Sir.
Still afraid of her?
Not at all, Sir. No fear!
Well, those who claim to have no fear...
are either liars,
or they are Gorkhas!
- Right, Sir! - Right, Sir!
Hey, Behroze!
Whenever I look at you,
you must have a drink in your hand!
That's an order!
Sir, why do you call Behram 'Behroze'?
This bugger, I tell you!
Got selected in the Army,
and got posted in Signals.
One day, during lunch,
he calls me and says:
'Sir, if I can't work with you,
I'll quit the Army!'
I was hungry,
and the line was poor...
I heard Behroze instead of Behram.
And ever since, he's Behroze to me!
Party over, gentlemen!
We have to get to work.
Sir, how did you know...
It has to be an emergency, sweetie...
or you'd never disobey
my direct order.
Now tell me.
There have been attacks in Lunglei and Aizawl.
Mizo National Front.
The MNF troops have made
the villagers' lives hell.
They take away their rations
and forcibly induct their children
into their army.
Some of the locals are our informants.
We call them 'Kawktu' in the Mizo language.
Apart from the locals,
some Army and Police Officers
have also infiltrated the MNF.
Sir, this is Officer Khuliana,
from the Manipur Police's Intelligence branch.
He looks barely 14 or 15.
He's 16, Sir.
He calls himself Lieutenant Miram.
He's my son.
I am sorry, Brigadier Miram.
No Sir...
no one forced him into this.
It was his decision to join them.
Sir!
Please have mercy on me!
Sir!
Have mercy, please!
Sir.
He was caught returning from an MNF camp.
He had gone to call his brother back home.
Sir, he was trying to bring his brother back home.
Do they have reasons to return home?
Escort them back to their village.
No further action.
Sir.
Let's go!
Thank you, sir! Thank you!
My son!
These people are in a fix.
If they don't help the MNF,
they're brutally harassed...
and if they do, the Army and Police punish them.
Nurse ask him to keep quiet! Crying like a baby!
Sir...
Two attack units were deployed
at the MNF's Vairengte base...
but here the wounded soldiers are from only one unit.
How many bullets did you take?
That's it?
Crying over one bullet?
I had 9 Japanese bullets in me!
But I didn't die,
I became an Army Commander.
You'll also become a Subedar Major.
Now stop crying.
The second unit is the one
that withdrew without a fight.
That's why none of their soldiers
lie wounded here.
That's right, Sir.
How far is the market from here, Behroze?
From the Army Commander.
'If you can't wield guns,
you might as well wear bangles!'
Charge! Charge!
The bangles did the trick, Sir!
Both units together have captured
five insurgents in Serchhip.
Tell the CO to send the bangles back.
And Sir...
The casualties also include
SS Lieutenant Miram.
For protecting our country...
against insurgent attacks
in North-East India...
And displaying unmatched bravery
and exceptional acumen...
Lieutenant General Sam Hormusji Framji Jamshedji Manekshaw
is awarded the Padma Bhushan.
Congratulations, Lieutenant General Manekshaw.
Thank you, Sir.
My dear fellow citizens,
Asalam Walekum.
Today, I address all of you for the last time
as the President of Pakistan.
This is Radio Pakistan.
Pakistan Army Commander-in-chief,
General Yahya Khan
shall now address the nation.
Fellow Pakistanis...
You have already heard
Field Marshal Mohammad Ayub Khan's speech
which was broadcast yesterday.
He called upon me
to carry out my prime duty...
of protecting this country
from utter destruction.
As proclaimed earlier,
I have imposed Martial Law
throughout Pakistan.
I urge everyone of you
to cooperate with my administration.
Egg fried rice,
tamarind and lemon candy.
Don't try to make sense of it, Behroze...
Maja is pregnant,
and these are Silloo's orders.
I need to take these home.
Sir.
Good afternoon, Sir.
Connecting to General Kumaramangalam.
Good afternoon, Sir.
Silloo!
Maja's sleeping!
Do you know
who you're about to kiss?
I'm about to kiss someone?
Yes...
Chief of Army Staff,
General Sam Manekshaw.
The promotion's great...
but what about the size of the kitchen?
It had to be you, Sam!
One last question, General.
As Army Chief, you must have
a packed schedule in Delhi.
what brings you to Pahalgam?
Is war on the anvil?
Oh no, sweetie...
I like meeting my soldiers often.
I feel alive around them.
Now, is there anything else?
No, thank you.
Very well.
Dippy!
He is Lieutenant Colonel Depinder Singh,
my Military Assistant.
Will you please escort the lady out, sweetie?
You call everybody 'sweetie'?
Honestly, I thought you were flirting with me!
Sweetie...
had I been flirting,
this interview would've gone on much longer.
Guard...
For Inspection... Port Arms!
Guard...
Ground Arms!
What is your name?
Rifleman Harka Gurung, Sir!
Harka Gurung!
What is my name?
Sam...
Mac...
Monk...
Sam Bahadur, Sir!
Sam Bahadur.
And now, international news...
American President Mr Richard Nixon,
who is currently on a world tour,
will soon arrive in India.
Get ready for the spectacle, Dippy!
May I ask you a question, Sir?
Apart from my wife's phone number
and my bank account number,
you may ask me anything!
Don't you miss the action, Sir?
Being in Delhi,
away from your soldiers?
We're going to Delhi, Dippy...
You'll realise that
battles aren't fought only on the front.
President Yahya Khan has finally lifted
Martial Law in Pakistan.
The way General Ayub Khan was overthrown...
What's new?
Yahya Khan himself was appointed by Ayub Khan.
They were friends, right?
We were friends too.
Jai Hind, Sir.
Lance Naik Tejinder Singh, Sir.
You might not remember,
back in 1954, my unit was in your Brigade.
- Lance Naik Tejinder Singh? - Sir.
Army Number 33 52 312.
Your first dinner function, Dippy?
Ready for some lessons?
You have a new name, Sir.
'Sam Bahadur'.
You've been called many names by many people, Sam.
Often behind your back.
But this name
is my favourite.
Is this table fine, darling?
I'll get you a drink.
Dippy...
How are you, Mr Sam?
Fine. And you?
All good! One moment...
Oh hello...
One whiskey, with lukewarm water.
So, Mr Sam...
One moment.
Young man!
What is your name, son?
Lieutenant Amar Sharma, Sir.
Lieutenant Sharma...
This is Defense Secretary Sarin.
He was a bit confused
that you're his server.
That's been cleared now.
Come, son.
I need to meet some people, sweetie.
Will you be alright?
I'll be OK.
Dippy...
Sam told you about some lessons, right?
Yes, Ma'am.
About how all battles are...
Let me give you a lesson, too.
How to conduct business at a party
where you've brought your wife!
As soon as you arrive,
seat your wife at her favourite table,
get her favourite drink,
and once she settles,
disappear for 10 minutes.
Ma'am...
Don't believe me?
Alright.
Go to Sam, and watch.
Ma'am.
I believe Army Cantonments
must be self-sufficient.
Our soldiers deserve a good life.
And besides,
it's important to know,
exactly who lives where!
Absolutely.
Ex-servicemen should have
a minimum pension plan.
It's their right.
One day, I'll retire too.
I must have enough money,
to entertain my special guests then!
You are too charming, General!
Thank you, sweetheart.
It's all thanks to your presence!
You are looking lovely,
Prime Minister.
Thank you, Sam...
'Bahadur'.
You're in the news quite a bit these days...
We can talk about me another time, Prime Minister.
Can we discuss the budget now?
Mr Sam...
Is this an occasion
to discuss the budget?
Mr Sarin, could there be a better occasion?
The Defense Secretary,
Defense Minister
and the Prime Minister, are all here...
I need equipment for the Army.
When I asked for a budget hike
I was told that
the file would have to go
higher up for approval...
I fear that by the time the file reaches you,
I would have retired.
I'll look into it.
Thank you, Prime Minister.
I'll take your leave now.
Didn't I tell you, Dippy...
Battles aren't just fought on the front!
Correct, Sir.
I learnt a lot today.
But the most important lesson I learnt today:
No matter how many wars a man wins,
he's no match for a woman's mind!
Hello, Sir.
Sir, he wanted to meet you.
I've heard a lot about you.
Dippy, schedule a meeting over tea?
Sam!
Yes.
Phone.
Who is it?
Who else!
Who?
Stay.
Is everything alright, Prime Minister?
Is there a problem?
Problems are many, Sam.
Well, you always have
this shoulder to cry on...
And what if I tell you
that you are my problem?
Me?
What have I done?
You haven't done anything yet...
But do you intend to?
As in?
As in, a Coup...
Martial Law?
Like what's happening around us...
What do you think?
You can't.
I can't,
or I won't?
There's a difference in capability and intent,
Prime Minister.
I have no interest in politics.
The Army is my life.
There's a nursery rhyme:
'You mind your own business,
I'll mind mine.
You kiss your own sweetheart,
I'll kiss mine.'
Prime Minister.
Sam...
I'm sure you understand
why I was worried.
Despite the landslide win of the Awami League
and Sheikh Mujibur Rahman,
Zulfikar Ali Bhutto
has boycotted the Assembly.
If you want to give
equal rights as a Pakistani
then you have to give Bengal
their right to live...
because they have been exploited
for a long, long 23 years...
It cannot be tolerated anymore.
There seems to be no end in sight
for Pakistan's political woes.
Let me warn you
and I warn the world
that this will mean war!
I'm saying it clearly!
This time, the fight
is for our liberation!
This time, the fight
is for our Independence!
Remember!
I have given my blood.
And I will give my blood again.
I will liberate the people of my country!
Tonight.
Your country, my country...
Bangladesh! Bangladesh!
Brave Bengalis take to arms...
Liberate Bangladesh!
Brave Bengalis take to arms...
Liberate Bangladesh!
Free it! Liberate it!
Liberate Bangladesh!
Please! Please!
The Butcher.
Tikka was known as 'The Butcher' in IMA.
In '69, after brutally crushing
the Balochi movement, he became
'The Butcher of Balochistan'.
And now, after the operation at Dacca University,
I guess he's become 'The Butcher of Bengal'.
This butcher
has murdered hundreds of people, Sam...
Do you know what he's been doing
in East Pakistan?
His soldiers are making people
dig their own graves before killing them.
3 million refugees
have entered India from East Pakistan till now.
Bengal, Assam and Tripura...
I'm getting telegrams from Chief Ministers of every state.
You will have to enter East Pakistan, Sam.
That would mean war...
Then so be it.
Are you ready for war?
Because I am not.
Please agree, Mr Shyam.
April is coming to an end.
The snow will start melting in the Himalayan passes
and open the way for the Chinese forces.
In East Pakistan, the Monsoon is about to arrive.
With snow melting above
and the rains below,
the movement of our forces
will be restricted
and they won't get Air support either.
The result will be the same
as it was in 1962, Defense Minister.
You may not have a problem
with being in such a position,
but I certainly do.
I don't want to lose.
But we'll do as you say,
Prime Minister...
Now give me your orders.
Let's reassemble at 4.
Chief...
Please stay back.
Prime Minister, before you say anything further,
I have a question for you:
Shall I hand in my resignation now,
or tomorrow morning?
What you just told us,
is it true?
Telling you the truth is my duty.
Fighting wars is my job, Prime Minister...
And I fight to win.
Prepare for war.
Only preparation...
No immediate action.
The war will begin on this day.
Whether we start it,
or them.
The refugees pose a human problem
and it has to be settled
on that basis.
At the same time,
the problem of our relations with India
is a major factor.
Any initiative, Mr. President,
that you might find possible to take
in solving the problem
and other related issues
would be an act of
historical significance.
Send it to President Nixon.
The phone, again.
Must be her again.
What are you doing, Sam?
Breakfast, Prime Minister.
Have breakfast with me today...
By the way...
What are you wearing?
I beg your pardon, Prime Minister?
In full uniform, now!
Prime Minister.
Mr Kissinger,
Ambassador Keating...
General Manekshaw.
President Nixon has received a letter
from President Yahya Khan
that makes his intent very clear
about East Pakistan.
You know Mr Kissinger,
there is this boy in Rajiv's class,
who thinks it is his business
to stick his nose
into everyone else's business.
But instead of going around
asking for help,
I told Rajiv
to sort it out directly with the bully.
Please ask President Nixon
to restrain the powers in Pakistan
with regard to this matter.
I am sorry, Madam...
but neither President Nixon
nor I can do anything in this matter.
This is a ridiculous situation.
You can't go to war
over a few refugees.
The number is 7 million,
Mr Kissinger.
I know this is a tough situation, Mrs Gandhi....
but the global repercussions
of any hostile action
taken by India,
will be...
tremendous.
What do you plan to do?
I have no other option...
I will turn to General Manekshaw.
I would suggest
that you insist upon Pakistan
to make conditions right
for those 7 million refugees
to go back to their country.
If you don't...
He will.
Well played, Prime Minister.
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
"Hail Mother India!"
"On the forehead is inscribed"
"the glory of my country..."
"It is my mark, my pride!"
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
Doing well, Kalkat!
"On the forehead is inscribed"
"the glory of my country..."
"It is my mark, my pride!"
"We soar like the rising sun"
"Crumble mountains in our wake"
"In our beating hearts"
"a storm rages away..."
"There's a fervour in our frenzy... We conquer the fray!"
- Jai Hind, Sir! - Jai Hind!
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Stop for none, submit to none"
"We march on!"
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Together as one..."
"United, we march on!"
Always remember, we're soldiers...
Not thieves.
During war, eye only the enemy.
Not anyone's money or belongings!
I am the son of Garuda, say O my friend!
Sacrifice Supreme Duty!
The Jat is strong! Victory to God!
Ever powerful!
Hail Goddess Kali!
Here come the Gorkhas!
"With raging rivers we flow"
"Ever watchful in our way"
"The will is unbendable"
"Every duty is obeyed"
"There's a fervour in our frenzy... We conquer the fray!"
Rhino Charge!
The Battalions need equipment, Chief.
It's time for Air support.
"Stop for none, submit to none"
"We march on!"
No soldier of mine
will ever touch a woman.
Before soldiers, we're gentlemen...
When you see a Begum,
put your hands in your pockets,
and think about Sam!
Brave Madrasi!
Hit and kill!
Say victory to King Shivaji Maharaj!
Victory to the Great Lord Badri Nath!
Victory to Birsa Munda!
Victory to Lord Hanuman!
Victory to King Ramachandra!
Say victory to India!
He who says 'God is truth'...
Is ever blessed!
Blackout drills will begin soon.
Our radars too, are operational now.
I can assure complete Air superiority
over East Pakistan in a few days.
Our Western and Eastern fleets are absolutely ready.
We'll target Karachi in the West,
and the Eastern fleet along with INS Vikrant
will make the East Pakistan seaboard in-operational.
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
Intelligence reports are up to date.
Our network is stronger than before.
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
"On the forehead is inscribed"
"the glory of my country..."
"It is my mark, my pride!"
Victory to Goddess Kali!
Victory to Goddess Jwala!
Victory to Goddess Durga!
Victory to Mother India!
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Stop for none, submit to none"
"We march on!"
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Together as one..."
"United, we march on!"
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Stop for none, submit to none"
"We march on!"
"Onwards and upwards, we march on!"
Today...
I've come here to meet all of you...
To salute all of you.
At the end of the war,
some of you
may not be here...
Whether we survive or we perish...
the pride of our uniform
shall live on forever!
This refugee situation
is out of control.
But we shouldn't be the ones
to start the war.
We won't have to.
I know Yahya well.
He reacts with emotion,
not intellect.
Prime Minister.
Are you ready for this, Sam?
I'm always ready, sweetie.
Our enemy
has provoked us yet again.
We've tolerated enough.
Now,
the time has come
to give the enemy
a crushing response.
Pakistan has attacked our Airfields!
Tell me.
Amritsar...
Pathankot...
Avantipur...
Srinagar...
Uttarlai...
Ambala...
Jodhpur...
and Agra.
This is the day we've been preparing for.
Gentlemen, let's get them.
What happened?
Are you OK?
No...
Actually...
I came running, so...
Why running?
Because General Candeth had to call me.
You all prepared fully for the war...
but no one remembered
to put a phone in this room!
The people of East Bengal
are sacrificing their blood
for their freedom.
At this difficult hour,
all citizens of our country
must stand united to face all hardships
and dangers ahead of us.
India stands in complete solidarity
with our Bengali sisters and brothers.
We salute their immense courage!
Joy Bangla!
Joy Bangabandhu!
And remember! Pakistan must never
forget this war!
Also get me the Eastern and Western Army Commanders
on the line immediately.
Sir, Admiral Nanda and Air Chief Lal
shall meet you in half an hour.
Is that alright?
Sir?
Yes?
Yes.
Sam was right.
Yahya will not be able to resist.
Madam, may I ask you something?
In the middle of your speech,
you got news of Pakistan's attack.
But your face didn't as much as twitch.
And you're smiling even now.
Sam had written down...
when the war will begin.
Tonight.
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
"On the forehead is inscribed"
"the glory of my country..."
"It is my mark, my pride!"
In the Eastern sector all three Indian Armed Forces
along with the Mukti Bahini
launched attacks on Sylhet and Chittagong.
In the Western region, the Indian Air Force
bombed 13 Pakistani airfields.
Battles continue in Uri, Poonch, Shakkargarh and Chhamb.
Our troops are under pressure
in Chhamb, Pratap.
We need to divert
Air resources for ground support.
But our Air Force is busy
attacking Pakistani airfields.
I've already diverted Air support, there Sam!
For heaven's sake,
leave the Air battle to me!
It's crucial that we damage Pakistani airfields,
or their aircrafts will continue
to attack your troops!
In Sylhet, the Indian Army
defeated the Pakistani forces,
deploying a Helicopter attack for the first time.
Pakistan has sunk
the Indian warship, INS Khukri.
The bombing of Chittagong port
by the Indian Air Force along with INS Vikrant
has enforced an effective blockade
in the Bay of Bengal.
We lost INS Khukri
35 nautical miles
south-west of Diu Head, Prime Minister.
But with the Navy's second missile strike,
Karachi port is still inoperational.
And in Longewala,
after the joint actions
of the Air Force and Army
12 Infantry Division
has cleared the enemy
from Jaisalmer sector.
Give me an updated report at 5, Chief.
Prime Minister.
What's new in this report?
More stories of our defeat?
"Our borders beckon"
"From the frontiers"
"we will call"
"On the forehead is inscribed"
"the glory of my country..."
"It is my mark, my pride!"
By sea, by air and on land...
From all sides, the Indian Forces
are now closing in on Dhaka.
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Together as one..."
"United, we march on!"
"Onwards and upwards, we march on"
"Stop for none, submit to none"
"We march on!"
The people of this area
are against you.
They hate you.
The Indian Army has surrounded you.
The Indian Navy
has shut down your ports.
Your Air Force has been destroyed
in East Pakistan.
The Mukti Bahini and people of Bengal
are ready to take revenge
for your crimes.
Why do you want to waste your lives?
Don't you want to return home,
to your family, to your children?
Don't waste any more time.
There's no shame in putting down arms
in front of a fellow soldier.
This is the Indian Army's promise:
You will be accorded
the respect
that befits a soldier.
This is the Indian Army's promise:
You will be accorded
the respect
that befits a soldier.
Pakistan has transmitted
a surrender proposal, gentlemen!
Victory to Mother India!
The Indian Army's onslaught continues
on the Western front.
On the Eastern front,
Pakistan's defeat seems certain.
So what if the whole of East Pakistan falls?
In the UN Security Council meeting
held at Pakistan's request,
Pakistan's Foreign Minister Zulfikar Ali Bhutto
put forth his stance on the issue of ceasefire.
We will fight.
We will go back and fight.
I will not be a party
to the ignominious surrender of a part of my country.
You can take your Security Council!
Here you are! I am going!
I don't agree, Prime Minister.
It was wrong of us to put the Indian Army
in a defensive position on the Western front.
Now to suddenly halt action there,
without giving our forces a proper chance...
This is just unfair, Prime Minister.
It has to be done, Sam.
Go to Dhaka tomorrow
and collect the surrender papers.
Aurora should go.
Are you sure?
All the world admires
a deed, well done.
And I think,
with all modesty
we can say
that we have done
this action
well!
And Madam wants this gentleman
to become the Field Marshal!
India will never have
the post of Field Marshal.
I sent a proposal to make you Field Marshal...
And you go and do this?
'Pakistan would've won the war
if I was their Army Chief.'
Really, Chief?
It was a joke.
I also said that
Yahya didn't pay me for my bike,
so I took half his country away.
London is my favourite city in Europe...
They forgot to write 'Europe'.
You know me, Prime Minister.
We soldiers can fight enemies
from outside the country,
we can defend ourselves.
But not with those within our country...
Here, it's your duty
to fight for us,
Madam Prime Minister.
Sam...
Retirement?
Oh yes,
I am both delighted and proud
to be promoted as Field Marshal.
Happy and honoured!
Will that be all?
Just a few photos, Sir.
But... I'm not even ready!
You look beautiful, Silloo.
Always.
Any special plans tonight, Field Marshal?
It's New Year's Eve.
Tonight, my wife and I...
we will go places.
- Thank you, gentlemen. - Thank you, Field Marshal.
Great timing for your promotion...
Just 15 days before retirement!
"Doesn't slow down"
"Nor turns around"
"Just keeps going on..."
"Not much is heard or said"
"He believes in soldiering on"
"History will forever wonder..."
"What a man he is!"
"He is God's chosen one..."
"He is our special one!"
"He is God's chosen one..."
"He is our special one!"
"Every crease on his forehead..."
"A mark of his destiny"
"Every word spoken..."
"Is etched in eternity"
"History will forever wonder..."
"What a man he is!"
"He is God's chosen one..."
"He is our special one!"
"He is God's chosen one..."
"He is our special one!"
Sir...
You won't be on duty from tomorrow...
It will seem very strange.
Don't you worry, sweetie...
A Field Marshal is always on duty!
"Life's ups and downs"
"Each moment lived with passion"
"This fierce and fearless soldier"
"Dedicated to his nation!"
"There will never be another"
"Like this wondrous one!"
"He is God's chosen one..."
"He is our special one!"