Sea.
All my emotions are mixed in the depths of this ocean.
Like myriad images rippling as reflections on the water.
My memories.
The distance between this sea and the vast sky…
is just like the space between him and me.
Yes, I am forever in a long-distance relationship with my love.
Look.
This is him.
I remember the vow we made for our baby.
I'll get leave in December.
We can tonsure his head in Tirupati, like you said.
I hope you keep smiling
Daddy will come home soon and sing to you, son.
- Now, you listen to Mommy and be good. - What?!
Photo studio?
Mom, not a photo studio. Photoshop!
Ask that girl to send us a normal photo without any touch-ups.
Get lost!
It’s not apple season.
When apples are available, I’ll bring them for sure.
- Food isn't ready. Come after 30 minutes. - Anyway, listen…
Please take care of my father. He's not well.
You couldn't wait for me? Go and marry the boy your dad chooses.
That's how it's going to be.
You know what?
Bad signal… bad signal.
I'll call you.
Hell… hello?
Hey, sweetheart.
I miss you.
My dear, you mentioned our younger daughter is unwell.
Why don’t you keep me in the loop? Should I have to call and ask you?
How is she now?
- Tell her I'll be home soon. - Hey, Michael.
- Come… come. - What?
Mukund sir! Mukund sir!
Muku--
Soldiers, go, go, go!
Go, get your weapons.
Incoming or outgoing?
- Mithun sir, let's do it. - Yes.
Boys, locate the attackers. Take positions.
Ready, ready!
Hurry up and secure the base.
Shooters at my three o'clock.
Shooters at my nine o'clock.
Go, cover the east flank.
- Waheed? - Yes, sir.
- Any visual ID? - Negative, sir.
- Source? - Incoming from all the directions.
MY BUDDY MY BROTHER
Sir, left flank, out.
Major Mukund is hit! Major Mukund is hit!
- Stretchers! - Get two stretchers!
Both sirs are injured!
Incoming fire, come on. Incoming bullet, stop!
- Fast! Fast! - Get the stretcher!
Lift!
Gently. Careful.
Mukund sir. Almost, sir, almost.
Sir, we are almost there.
- Sir? - Go! Go!
Major Mukund. Major Mithun.
It's nothing. You will be fine.
What is this?
This isn't blood.
This is something else.
Not me… not me. I didn't do anything.
It is your new Company Commander Major Mukund's prank.
Prank?
But this isn't a prank, sir.
Practice drill.
Why are you perplexed?
The militants won't fire at your convenience.
The company base is always vulnerable to unannounced attack.
So be alert, and always on your toes.
Six entries for one post, yet not a single one of you was keeping watch?
Why so many loose ends in the fencing? Why are sandbags strewn on the ground?
Those sandbags are the cover for incoming bullets.
- Havildar Palani. - Sir.
- Why didn't the hooter alarm work? - Sorry, sir.
Jyothi, why did it take time to change the magazines?
Just two seconds, only two seconds is your reaction time.
That's why we are QRT.
Quick Reaction Team.
Gate guards, always wear bulletproof jackets.
And you, it won't just be enough if you wear a BPJ.
You need to wear a patka on your head.
A single blunder…
One soldier's blunder will kill the whole team.
Why is it that only our RR soldiers
can sport a beard, have long hair, and have no protocols?
It's not just to camouflage with the people and blend in
but to not waste time in tasks like cutting, trimming, and shaving.
Our time and thoughts should focus only on tracking down the terrorists.
Wife, children, food, sleep, etc. play a secondary role.
Even if your life is at stake, you are responsible for your brothers' lives.
You will not make a single mistake.
- Waheed? - Yes, sir.
- You were good with the stretchers. - Thank you, sir.
- Shankar? - Sir?
- Superb. - Thank you, sir.
And terrorists won't be concerned like my buddy Vikram and shoot with care!
Vikram, come in.
Now tell me, who are we?
Rashtriya Rifles!
- Who are we? - Rashtriya Rifles!
Who are we?
Rashtriya Rifles!
Had fun?
Vikram, my buddy.
Perfect accuracy.
My brother, Mukund sir.
Your beloved rifleman.
You executed the plan perfectly.
Okay, now is the real prank.
Happy birthday, Mithun sir!
Happy birthday to you!
Mukund sir, the commanding officer is on the phone, sir.
Happy birthday…
- Sir, Mukund here, sir. - Maddy.
Parliament attack convict Afzal Guru is dead.
Hanged this morning.
The parliament attack convict Afzal Guru was executed this morning in Tihar Jail.
- Sir. - Thousands of--
JeM commanders and Separatists will come to offer condolence to the family.
Your man Altaf Baba is expected.
Thank you, sir.
- Waheed? - Sir.
Ask the watchman to come to the spot.
- Today is the day. - Copy, sir.
Birthday boy.
You may get the best gift today.
Altaf Baba?
MARTYR AFZAL GURU
Maddy to scout 1 and 2.
- Sir. - Any visual of the target?
- Negative, sir. - Keep watching.
Roger, sir.
Target spotted. Altaf Baba exiting the house.
I repeat, Altaf Baba exiting the house.
Altaf Baba, and Abbas Nangaroo in the second car.
The army!
The target is in the second car.
Go back, go back, quick!
The army!
The soldiers!
Quick, go back!
Force, come on!
Stone pelters are approaching, sir.
- Altaf Baba is escaping, sir! - Get back! Get back!
Go back, sir!
No firing, these are civilians!
No firing!
- Michael, get CRPF and JK Police! - Back off!
- Move! - Guys, go back!
Go, cover the car.
Step out and come with me.
Quick, Baba, come out!
Come, quick!
Altaf Baba is escaping!
We can't do anything, Waheed. Return to base.
Abort operation. Return to base.
I repeat, return to base.
What do we want?
Freedom!
What do we wish?
- Freedom! - What do we wish?
Go to the backside. The vehicle is waiting there.
Altaf bhai!
My name is Mohammed Latif.
You are my hero. My role model.
Latif, call Abbas Nangaroo. Got it?
- Okay, bhai. - Well done.
Go, quick.
Latif, you cross the border. Let's go, Abbas.
- Move! - In an intense standoff,
Indian army personnel were surrounded by
Kashmir stone pelters in downtown of Sopore district on February 9th.
This situation escalated JK police to intervene
and use tear gas to disperse the crowd.
Missed him again.
- Altaf Baba! - Sir, don't be upset.
Today is my last day here.
But I am pleased about the fact you are here instead of me.
I have my hopes pinned on you, man.
Definitely, sir.
Smile, sir.
Major Mukund.
He may be a big-shot commander over there.
But to me…
he'll always be a baby.
What is our little brother's name, Dad?
Baby's name is…
Mukund.
Mukund baby.
Mukunda.
Though I was born exactly seven months after Mukund was born.
It took me 21 years to meet him.
Madras Christian College.
I will always be indebted to this college.
Because this college is the one that brought Mukund into my life.
Winner is…
MA Communication.
Wow! Superb!
- Me? - Go! Go!
- Go. - Congratulations.
- All the best. - Thank you.
Okay, go, go!
You!
You come here.
I'm taking you in for Jipmer Inter College Culturals.
Ramp walk competition.
- Oh, my! Ramp? - Yes.
Ma'am, I don't know ramp walk and all that.
I have stage fear. Leave me out of it, ma'am.
- Ranjith, take her to the boys. - Sure, ma'am.
And one, and two, and three and four…
- Mukund. - What?
Ma'am has selected some other
junior female model instead of Stella and sent her over.
That's my first sight of Mukund.
Model?
- Where? - Here.
This bro in a checked shirt!
What?
Looks like some naive bumpkin and you say that she's a model!
Hey! Stop!
- Where is Stella? - Stella met with an accident.
When I first saw him, I bookmarked that impression in my mind.
How rude can this chap be?
I already told ma'am I am not the right choice, brother.
- Ma'am said-- - "Brother"?
- I'll give you one tight slap. - Aren't you my senior?
That's a form of respect.
- What's your name? - Indhu.
Indhu Rebecca Varghese.
- What is this new fashion? - This isn't fashion, brother.
This is my brother's shirt, brother.
- Stop saying "brother"! - Hey!
Even my shoes…
Just like that. To look stylish.
Brother, I'm not the right choice, right?
- Thirichi potay, I'll go back? - Going back to Trichy?
The competition is in Pondicherry, right?
I didn't mean that, brother.
Painting or story-telling competitions… None of those are held here?
I'm good at artwork and rangoli.
I can do tattoos too.
But getting on the stage…
I have a slight stage fear.
Hey, Mammootty.
To get rid of stage fear,
you have to get on the stage.
Come.
Okay, let me hear it. One by one.
Hey, girl! Flash of lightning!
Hey, girl! Flash of lightning Silver streak brightening
In my eyes, sweet as nectar In my heart, my honey forever
And the winner is…
- Madras Christian College! - Sweet sugar, my sweetener
Lovingly, teasing me gently This quiet flirts with me
Love or friendship? Superlative humane kinship?
A nameless magic for sure Even this question gives me pleasure!
- My sweet sugar, my sweetener - Brother.
Hey! Congratulations.
- Thank you. - Sit.
Brother, don't you drink?
Pondicherry is famous till Kerala.
That's why I asked.
I have an SSB exam coming up.
SSB?
What course is that?
Services Selection Board.
Army selection.
Oh! Army?
Are you from an army family?
There's no connection between my home and our army.
Actually, my mother doesn't like my idea of the army one bit.
You are my only son and you want to join the army?
Is this why I went through hell to give birth to you and raised you protectively?
My dad is cool with it.
Mukunda, you follow your heart.
Both my sisters are insurance agents.
I work at night in a BPO and I'm trying to get--
Then why do you have this love for the army?
When I was in fifth grade,
they took us on a field trip to the Officers Training Academy.
First training venue for those who want to enlist in the army.
The parade music…
Olive green uniform, rifle…
That swag and attitude.
Seeing all that, I flipped for the army.
I decided on that day that I wanted to join the Indian Army.
Ever since then, I used to only watch films about the army…
- Am I boring you? - Of course, not.
- Not at all. - Sorry.
I want to keep listening.
You had so much clarity in fifth grade?
Right now, I don't know even what my future plans are.
Actually, the SSB exam is very tough.
Somehow, I must get selected.
How will someone smart like you not get selected?
You made someone like me walk the ramp in all that glory.
You'll pass easily.
My mother is perpetually hoping that I should fail the army exam.
- She prays all the time. - Really?
You don't worry.
I'll pray for you.
Okay, who is your favorite God?
Sabarimala?
I surrender to Lord Ayyappa in Sabarimala.
This is also in Kerala.
Indhu, the bus is leaving.
- Let's go. - Coming.
- See you. - Stay a bit longer.
Actually, you looked beautiful today.
You walked the ramp with style and confidence.
Don't lie!
Fibber.
- It's the truth. - You mean it?
Everyone told me you're a supermodel, brother.
But you haven't walked with me till now.
That memorable night.
That sea shore.
The beginning of our wonderful bond.
Let us live life to the fullest Together in a quiet quest
Like gentle drizzles spraying the sea
Let us sprinkle bountifully Doing so, enjoy life fully
See you.
Wait.
- Bye, brother Mukund. - Again?
You are calling me "brother"!
In Kerala, it doesn't just mean "brother."
My mother calls my father the same thing.
Hey!
Hey! Mammoo--
Mukund.
Hey, girl! Flash of lightning Silver streak enlightening
In my eyes, sweet as nectar In my heart, my honey forever
In the atrium of my heart, within me
Hello?
This is my number.
Save it.
The mobile is out of range here.
I'll save it.
I'll call you later.
Love or friendship? Superlative humane kinship?
A nameless magic for sure Even this question gives me pleasure!
My whole life is changing so Is this the world I know?
Sugar so sweet A honeyed feast
What's the difference between Param Vir Chakra & Ashok Chakra?
Tell me about a soldier, recipient of the Gallantry award.
Major M. Saravanan from Trichy, sir.
Native of Rameswaram. Kargil war hero.
He was awarded the Gallantry award Vir Chakra, sir.
If you were given leadership in the army,
what kind of leader would you be in the battle zone?
Sir, even this chess board is a war zone.
The king here will move only one step.
He will always stand behind the soldiers.
If this was a real war zone and I was the leader…
then I will be the first soldier on the front line, sir.
- Hello? - Indhu, I got selected.
I got selected, Indhu. I passed… I passed.
This interview is the toughest part.
I cleared that!
Indhu, are you in a temple?
You know what?
I love you.
I love you, Indhu.
Mukund, you come here.
Come here and tell me.
- Indhu. - Hi.
- Naina, this is Indhu.
Mom, this is the girl I am in love with.
My girlfriend.
Greetings, auntie.
- What is your name? - Indhu.
Only your name is Indhu, but you're a Christian.
- Right? - Mom!
- Indhu… - Can't you curb your tongue, Mom?
- Please sit. - Introducing her as your girlfriend?
- Mom, hereafter, Jesus is our God too. - Shut up!
Auntie, can you give me some water?
Is this the way to talk to me?
Yes? Are you taught not to respect elders?
Nothing like that.
Mom, she's a Malayali, they don't have a specific suffix to convey respect.
A Malayali from Kerala? This hitch, as well?
What do you learn from this?
Only Tamil as a language gives respect.
I'll get water for you.
Nithya, I took all your horoscopes to our family astrologer yesterday.
It seems like our Mukund will have two wives.
His planets are aligned like that.
If his fate lines decide that he has one wife for love and one for family…
then what can we do?
- Hey… - Nithya, send that girl Indhu in here.
- Go. - Come here.
He is my youngest child.
That too, a son. You see, I have pampered him too much.
Everything is a game to him.
But I am also a woman, right?
Knowing this fully well how can I hide it from you?
He will go away.
To the army.
Can you stay here all by yourself?
Kargil, Kashmir, China…
To all those places!
You think he will take you with him?
Get this into your head. He will leave you.
Wait… wait.
Take this. Go.
Mukunda, you got through SSB.
What's the next step?
Next is the OTA, Naina.
- A forty-nine-weeks course. - Very good.
I must eat, sleep, and stay there.
Parangimalai is nearby, don't act too smart!
You better come home daily.
Mom, don't blabber.
These are army rules.
I don't like you enlisting in this army at all.
Mom!
Forty-nine weeks?
Only 52 weeks in one year.
- You can't take a leave in between? - I can.
Every Sunday of course.
But I can't come.
Visitors are allowed.
WE'VE CEASED TO SACRIFICE OUR LIVES AND BODIES, COMPANIONS.
NOW, WE PLACE THE COUNTRY IN YOUR HANDS, COMPANIONS.
I am Roji Matthew Varghese.
Your training commander.
In the army, discipline is everything.
Yes, sir.
Company, run!
This P hill is a seven km run.
If you don't finish it on time you will be disqualified.
- Are you geared for it? - Yes, sir.
Hey, Yusuf.
Get up, Get up!
Come on, get up!
Yusuf was down, sir.
I had to help him, sir.
Bravo!
This is the spirit and ethos of the Indian army.
Safety.
Honor.
And the welfare of your country comes first.
The safety, honor,
and welfare of your friends comes next.
Your own safety comes last.
Always and every time.
Now appreciate gentleman cadet Mukund.
Sir.
- Mukund. - Mammootty.
How are you?
What is this? I am forever thinking of you.
How can a one-week stretch so long--
- What is it? - Take that paper from there.
- Who is that? - Hold it firmly.
Narrow escape!
Will you hold it like that?
Oh, my!
I can't take this, dear.
I took it too lightly.
Daily, for 16 hours…
they rinse and wring us dry!
My whole body is aching really bad.
Shall I rest my head like this?
Let me sleep.
- That's where we stay. - Oh! Is that so?
Okay.
Oh, God!
Let me handle this.
Is this the training you were boasting about?
- Mom! - Oh, God! Auntie!
Won't you go back home during the weekends?
Will you come straight to my son?
Nothing like that, auntie.
- I came just to… - What for?
- Mom! - You are to be blamed!
This is not our home.
The officers may hear you.
Why have you lost so much weight in just one week, son?
You've tanned so much.
- Why can't you play in the shade? - Mom!
You think we play?
I've brought home-cooked food.
You come along too.
I took your cooking for granted.
- I realize its value now, Mom. - Now you know!
Indhu, taste it.
Why are you staring, Mom?
Once we get married, she will be with us.
- We should take good care of her, no? - Love and care, indeed!
How many members are there in your family?
- Where are they working? - I'm the youngest child.
I have two elder brothers.
Mom's a housewife.
Dad's a doctor.
Indhu?
Before my training finishes,
will you tell your parents about us and see how they feel?
We should invite everyone home for a Christmas party.
Let's show everybody.
My dear child.
How long is your holiday?
- I have to go back tomorrow, Dad. - Tomorrow?
You just came for a day?
Deebu, Dad didn't say it just to show off.
In our community, we must maintain the Malayalam link for our family.
Dad.
I want to tell you something.
What, dear? Tell me.
In Chennai,
in my college…
In your college?
I have a friend in college.
I like him very much.
What do you mean by "like"?
No, Dad.
We love each other.
What?
Love?
Who the hell is he?
I had a hunch since you were on the phone all the time.
- Let her tell us. - Do whatever you want.
- Indhu, tell us. - Continue, dear.
His name is…
Mukund.
Jesus Christ!
Tamilian?
Hey!
- You keep your mouth shut. - Keep quiet.
- Tell me, dear. - He comes from a good family.
His family has agreed.
He is in the Officers Training Academy. He wants to join the army.
He is really a good man.
- You'll like-- - This won't work for us, dear.
Just forget him.
You don't have to go to Tamil Nadu to study anymore.
- Better stay at home and behave yourself. - What's his problem?
You don't have to go to Chennai or any damn place, understand?
- Dad. - How can you stop her from studying?
Education is important.
Whether to forget us when you go through an infatuation in life…
or to forget such a distraction is up to you to decide.
- Dad, please. - Indhu.
The problem is not whether he's a Tamilian or a Malayali.
Nor whether he's a Hindu or a Christian.
For no reason will I get my daughter married to a man in the military!
- That's all. - Dad.
Auntie… sorry.
- Sorry. Has it started? - What…
It seems like she won't miss out on any event in his life!
There he is!
Auntie, second line.
Next… next. Second line.
Commandos, charge!
Parade!
Is that Mukund? I can't even recognize him.
He's here.
He's so close.
Don't point your finger.
Mukund! Mukund!
Mukund!
Hey, Indhu!
SERVE WITH HONOUR THE LAST STEP
Sami… Sami… Jessami!
Mom. Naina.
Do the pipping.
What is this, dear? Should we be the ones to do this?
So many of your officers are here. Why can't you ask one of them to do this?
It's like giving our son to the army on a golden platter!
Mom…
Look at all the other parents doing this happily.
- Naina, tell her these are the army rules. - Geetha, just do it.
Congrats, son.
Smile.
- Indhu - What, uncle?
Come here, dear.
Click a picture?
Hey! Is this also a part of your army rules?
Mom, pose now.
Okay?
Smile.
Mom, step aside for a minute.
Naina, one second. We'll take a snap.
- What is this? - Hey! Click a picture of us.
Congratulations, Lt. Mukund.
- Thank you, Mammootty. - Oh, my!
- What is it? - I got a stipend in OTA.
I bought a small gift for you, Indhu.
Whichever place I am posted
this will be like a souvenir, as a reminder of our true love.
This is just our engagement.
Only engagement?
I thought you were marrying me.
That will happen only with the blessings of your dad, George Varghese.
Whatever problems crop up in between…
We'll handle it.
Hey! You are really going away!
I am just off to the army, Mom.
Did I go through all that pregnancy pain to send you off to the army like this?
I raised you with so much care.
Why do we have to go through this?
Indian army has more than 1.1 million soldiers.
Think of all those mothers. You will feel motivated.
Why should I think of them?
Boys who get up in the morning, go to work,
and come home promptly in the evening…
I'll think of a zillion mothers who have sons like that.
Go.
- Mom. - Mom!
My dearest mom!
Let go. Poor thing!
Where can you eat hot dosa?
You'll tell them that you can't get good food like you're used to, at home.
Wait and watch. You'll come rushing back.
Leave it, Geetha.
Hey! She is here.
CHENNAI CENTRAL
IC72861M.
Lt. Mukund reporting, ma'am.
This is my commission number.
- You're the first one I am reporting to. - Okay.
Hi, auntie and uncle.
- Swetha, Nithya, how are you? - Hi.
All good.
- Your college gets over soon, right? - Next week.
I've decided that I'll stay in Chennai
even after it ends.
- Not going back to Trivandrum. - How convenient!
I'll try for a job in Chennai.
Indhu, if you are planning to be here you can stay at my place.
- Good idea. - She can stay in my room, Dad.
- I'm not there, anyway. - My blessed fate!
- Take care of it, Mom. - No need.
I'll look for paying guest accommodation.
Mukund, one minute.
Mom, just a minute.
Will you do something if I ask you to?
It's a bit old-fashioned.
What? Tell me.
I've seen this in many old films.
These army soldiers will be somewhere on the border
and they will keep their wife or girlfriend's photo in their wallet
and they will keep looking at it.
Just like that, I searched and brought an old passport photo of mine to give to you.
I'll give it to you?
Will you keep it safely in your wallet?
I will, give it.
Does this look good?
Yes.
Time to go.
Okay, bye.
Bye! Mom, bye!
Naina, bye!
What, Naina? I'll take your leave now.
Okay.
Don't cry, Indhu. I'm joining the army.
You should not cry even if I am killed on duty.
Okay.
I won't cry if you die.
But I am crying right now.
Let me cry.
Indhu!
Mom, take care of her.
Mom, don't torture Dad too much.
Naina, you be good and listen to Mom!
Swetha, Nithya, bye.
Indhu, bye. Love you.
It started from that very minute.
My long-distance relationship.
Soldiers!
What is a sari's pallu called in your language?
- Saragu, sir. - Sari thumbu, sir.
- Pallu, sir. - Mundhanai, sir.
- Repeat that - Mundhanai, sir.
Okay, so this Line of Control that you are guarding
is just like you protecting the mundhanai of your mother
from infiltrators.
Now wear your bulletproof jackets.
Take your rifles.
And from now on your rifle is your friend,
your girlfriend, and everything else.
- Is that clear? - Yes, sir.
Line of Control.
His first posting.
India's most sensitive zone.
Mukund had unforgettable experiences during his entire military career.
That was his first kill.
Reason for the tragic demise of his fellow-brother.
That cross-border terrorism incident affected him immensely.
He took it very, very personal.
Nothing is personal in the line of duty.
Our duty and serving our nation is of utmost importance.
- Understand? - Yes, sir.
Load.
Fire!
Kalyanamalai…
I used to think I would go in a TV program like this,
and find a suitable bride for my son.
But he found a girl of his own choice.
I have fixed the wedding for both of my daughters.
We thought we could discuss it after the wedding.
But you took the lead and you are here.
While you talk, I'll go and get coffee.
No, no, thanks.
You please be here too.
This relationship between my daughter and your son,
I don't like it one bit. My daughter is too young.
She doesn't have the maturity to decide on her own.
Neither does your son.
He is really mature, sir.
He has been enlisted in the Indian army.
He is the one who will be getting both of our daughters married.
I don't interfere with his choice.
Hello, sir! My sister finished college in 2006.
Now it is 2008.
Two years have gone by.
Not visiting us in Trivandrum and getting a job in Chennai.
- Don't you think he influenced her? - Wait! Wait!
Let me tell you something face to face.
My religion may be different. I belong to another State.
But beyond all this,
I do not want to get my daughter married to a military groom.
Don't allow Indhu to visit you.
All of you will brainwash her.
That isn't a nice thing to do, sir.
Right now, you are our guests. Am I not treating you courteously?
Indhu is like another daughter to us, sir.
Why would she come?
She'll only visit us if Mukund comes, and that's all.
Auntie, will you give me coffee?
Hey!
Is this why you conveniently got a job in Chennai?
Dad, do you realize now that she is a complete fraud?
She has been deceiving us for the past two years.
- Why did you come out? - Indhu, come out.
Oh, God! You are jumping to conclusions.
Wake up, both of you.
Is this where you're staying?
Sorry, Dad.
Start.
Don't you get it even after telling you so many times?
- Mom, one minute. - What is this?
- Indhu, tell me and then go. - Hello, Indhu.
- Mukund. - Hello, Indhu.
- How many times do I call you? - What is this, Indhu?
Even Hindu-Christian would've been okay. Why use "army" as a reason?
Why did your dad go to my place and speak rudely?
- Indhu, who are you talking to? - Hello!
The army is not just a job to me.
- It's my life! - Don't I know that?
- Open the door, Indhu. - Be a bit patient, please.
I'm being more than patient!
Your dad has spoken to my OTA training instructor, Varghese,
- and told him to pull me up. - Oh, shit!
- I'm so sorry. - Hey.
- Open the door. - Are you okay?
I don't think this will work out, Indhu.
I have no hope at all.
- Let's break up. - What?
Break-up?
- What are you saying? - What are you doing inside, Indhu?
I'm coming, Mom.
When?
Mukund, what? You knew this would be difficult, right?
- It isn't easy convincing them. - George!
- Yes?
Everything will be fine in one year.
One more year? It's already been four years.
- She is not opening the door. - What happened?
What?
Indhu.
That man who has been stubborn all along will change in one year?
- Indhu, open the door. - Wait, Mukund.
Can't you hear the ruckus here?
- My dear. - Open now!
- Don't fight with me, please. - Open the door, Indhu!
- Open the door. - I will try to convince him.
Who will convince me?
What bullshit, asking me not to fight!
- What happened? - Try calling her.
Indhu, open the door.
I can't beg a man who doesn't respect the army.
You don't have to, I will.
Indhu, open the door.
Mukund, one minute, please.
Don't get mad at me.
Just listen to me, please.
I've made my decision, Indhu, you hang up.
We'll end this here.
Right here.
Are you done?
Can I talk?
In every relationship, one person will love more than the other.
Only that person's heart will ache even more.
Only that person will be the one who'll fight to save the relationship.
You do what you have to do.
- I'll deal with this. - Indhu!
Listen to us, Indhu.
- Hello? - Come out now.
- Are you there? - Indhu!
Open the door, dear.
Hello?
Indhu, open the door.
Open it!
- Indhu! - Open the door, dear!
Indhu, please…
- All of us are anxious. - Come on, Indhu.
Open the door.
Open the door!
Indhu!
- Come out, Indhu. - Are you deaf or what?
- Can't you hear us? - Open the door!
- Indhu, open the door. - Indhu!
Indhu?
Stand right there.
- What were you doing in there? - Mom!
He was on the phone, right?
When all of us were worried out here, how dare you talk to him?
Yes.
I've already married him in my heart.
I'm proud of him for being an army officer
and me being an army wife.
This is his army commission number.
You got a tattoo done?
What is this?
I don't need to be in his house with his family.
I can be his wife even in this house!
Sorry, Dad.
O clock, ticking in a hurry I'm not my usual me
Will you move your hand a bit slowly?
In a distraught dream filled with woe Love melted into waves of sorrow
Shall I tell you a story?
Without a satisfactory epilogue?
Shall I bid goodbye sadly?
Submerged in your memory
Hello, uncle.
Auntie, I am Mukund.
Hey, Mukund, right?
- Hi, I'm Andrews. - Hello!
- Deebu. Our elder brother - Hi.
Don't be grouchy, smile.
- Isn't he that fellow? - Shut up!
- What is your business here? - Deebu, come this side.
- Get out! - Don't be rude!
- Bro, hold on! - Don't start a fight!
Come away from there.
- Let it go! - You…
I'm sorry about this.
So?
Tell me.
To the extent of your love for Indhu,
assume I love her even more.
I love her deeply, truly.
But you resent the army, right?
I won't ever do anything against your wishes, uncle.
Mukund,
you are unaware of many issues tangled in this.
Even my daughter doesn't know this.
Before I got married,
I served in the army for a short time
as a doctor.
Right on the war front.
Whatever I witnessed there in its entirety…
was pain and death.
See, my daughter,
she has always been a jolly, happy, and cheerful person.
But now Indhu doesn't talk to anyone.
Doesn't share anything.
We're celebrating Christmas in our family.
She didn't take part at all.
It feels-- I feel terribly uncomfortable.
You know…
But,
to think I have to get my daughter married to an army officer…
All those memories came flooding back.
I'm not able to do it.
Okay.
My mother doesn't like me being in the army, till this day.
Similarly, I'll think that this dad isn't in favor either.
But now I'm teaching young officers weapons handling and urban warfare.
Peaceful posting.
The moment you say "army life" it is full of uncertainty.
Anything can happen even there.
No one can live on earth permanently, uncle.
Every single person has his time of departure
ticking from the moment he is born.
Whatever we do,
even if we don't do anything that time will keep ticking.
It will continue to tick till we breathe.
Both the Bible and Bhagavad Gita preach the same about death.
Whoever you may be, leave when your task here is done.
But you have to live till you complete your task.
No matter where you are, or what job you choose.
Just because I'm in the army doesn't mean I will be killed, uncle.
- That isn't the point, my son. - That's it.
You called me "son" in Malayalam, right?
That's enough for now, uncle.
Take all the time you need, uncle.
I am prepared to wait.
Come, my child.
Hurry up.
Come, Indhu.
- Dad, are you okay with us? - Yes.
- Come. - Thank you, Dad.
Thank you.
Eleven months, seventeen days,
four hours,
eighteen minutes,
since you spoke to me!
You wanted us to break up!
- You've come home now. - So?
You are my breath.
Hold the glass.
Happy?
Hey! Smile.
He's always like that.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Is this the rain at dawn so misty?
Am I with him, now till eternity?
Is this the lifestyle I wished for, all the while?
Is this the true meaning of epic?
Did I walk with her, pure magic?
Have I also flipped for this Wonder-world of bliss?
My twin soul well chosen Within my heart forever frozen
Is it you from now on?
At least now tell your mother to stop saying,
"My son will get married twice according to his horoscope."
- Why? - Not just two.
You have gotten married thrice!
In all three weddings, Indhu is your wife.
My equal half well chosen Within my heart forever frozen
It is you from now on
Thank you.
The day you married an officer you joined the army too.
Cheers! Hooray!
Congratulations, Captain Mukund.
Your love is a pot brimming
I am dreaming, in your love I'm drowning
Your smile, a picturesque work of art
You are the only king ruling my heart
In your love-bait most welcome
In a golden cage, I am In the sky that spells freedom
Even if I die You and I will be together forever
My twin soul well chosen Within my heart always frozen
Together as "we" Now it is you and me
Indhu, it will be better if you go home, dear.
You need a lot of care.
I won't go, I want to go on a honeymoon.
Honeymoon?
Honeymoon is for newlyweds.
Newly pregnant wife will go too.
You take me on a honeymoon and then I'll go back home.
- Arsheya! Arsheya! Arsheya! - My twin soul
Well-chosen Within my heart always frozen
Together as "we" You and I will always be
My twin soul well chosen Within my heart always frozen
Hereafter, together we will be forever
Arshi, look at Dad.
Look over there.
Hi!
Arshu! Sweetie! Come…
Come… come to me!
Hi!
Mukund, what is this?
This beard and mustache?
You went to the army, right? Or somewhere else?
Tell her, the beard and mustache are essential for where I'm going.
Dad is going straight to Rashtriya Rifles.
You told me "Kashmir" but you didn't tell me this?
Shall we give Mom another surprise?
- I'm soon to be promoted to Major. - Wow!
- Congratulations, Major Mukund. - Thanks, dear.
I'm very happy for you, Mukund.
I am very happy too…
In this small transit moment to have been with my family.
Don't tease me.
Only 40 minutes…
for your wife and baby
after 18 months?
Come.
Bye, Arshu.
Bye! Bye!
Bye!
IC72861M. Captain Mukund reporting, sir.
Welcome to 44 RR, Mukund.
ONE BULLET ONE ENEMY
Rashtriya Rifles.
His recent posting.
His dream posting.
- Hi. - You are here to replace Major Mithun
as the Cheetah Company Commander.
Company, salute!
This is Ravi Shankar. Adam buddy.
- Welcome, sir. - Your Operation buddy.
Excellent runner, shooter.
Sepoy Vikram Singh.
Son of Subedar Rajpal. National Security Guard.
Grandson of Subedar Ramji Lal. Rajput Regiment.
Great-grandson of Manturam Kasana. British Indian Army.
Tell him. The second time, why?
One time only three years, sir.
But I love RR.
So, I specifically asked for this post for the second time, sir.
Never forget,
you do not choose 44 RR.
44 RR chooses you!
Jai Hind, sir.
Congratulations.
Major Mukund.
This is your Paltan cap.
Your operation name…
Maddy.
To counter the insurgency and terrorism in Kashmir…
the force formed was our Rashtriya Rifles.
We are always on.
Operation Rakshak.
So Kashmir was a Princely State
ruled by Hari Singh
until 1947.
After Independence, he did not agree for Kashmir to merge with India or Pakistan.
When Pakistan attacked Kashmir,
he asked India for help.
India offered to help.
But by the time India pitched in,
the area that had already been occupied by Pakistan came to be known as POK.
In the late '80s, due to external forces…
Apartheid.
Militancy. Separatism.
Many terrorist organizations gradually erupted.
A few months after the Kargil war,
the Indian Airlines flight was hijacked.
Their demand was to release the hostages inside the flight.
High-value prisoner Maulana Masood Azhar was released.
Two months after his release,
he started a deadly organization,
Jaish-e-Mohammed.
Jaish-e-Mohammed's commander of India
is a local Kashmiri boy.
Altaf Baba.
Suicide attacks are his signature.
He always targets Indian Army soldiers
and our bases.
He is the "most wanted man" for the entire Indian Army in Kashmir.
I have carried out 11 Operations to neutralize Altaf Baba.
But his tactic is to always use civilians as shields and escape.
Stone pelting is a big nuisance here.
Protesters fling stones at the army and police force.
Stone pelters, overground workers,
militants…
All of them are mixed with the common people.
- Freedom! - They are all civilians in our eyes
as long as they don't raise a gun to shoot.
It is very important to be friendly with the people.
- Suspect all. - Sir.
- But respect all. - Yes, sir.
He reports directly to Maulana Masood Azhar.
He's planning big attacks for sure.
44 RR needs to get him before that.
Soldiers, I'm Major Mukund.
Your new Company Commander.
I am the newest among all of you in the RR unit.
Today is my first day in 44 RR.
I wish to share something with you today.
From this minute onward,
Cheetah Company has only one target.
Kill Altaf Baba.
Very soon, the number of kills on the board behind should change.
- Okay? - Yes, sir.
Good.
- You are Waheed and Saifuddin, right? - Yes, sir.
- Both of you are Kashmiris? - Yes, sir.
Come.
Sir, my parent regiment is the Jammu & Kashmir Light Infantry.
I am fluent in Tamil, sir.
- Oh! - Yes, sir.
There are many Tamilians in our RR unit, sir.
Okay.
Both of you show me around Kashmir.
Sir, the entire Kashmir isn't a problem.
Very peaceful, sir.
But excluding a few places like
Shopian, Pulwama, Tral.
Terrorist movement is in excess here, sir.
Sometimes, terrorists will force the public
to give their house for a hide-out, sir.
Some people will even willingly offer their homes as refuge.
I know everything about the Shopian district village.
Who is coming. Who is going.
Who is extra.
I can give you all the details.
- I'll wait for your call, sir. - I will inform you.
Half-widows, sir.
Either their husband, son, or brother would have crossed the border.
Doing so, they may have died or turned into a terrorist, sir.
If the local police pick up these boys under suspicion, they change sides, sir.
When he becomes a terrorist,
even his own family won't know of his whereabouts.
My mother is also a half-widow, sir.
My father went missing 17 years ago.
To date, we don't know where he is or if he's alive.
Life in Kashmir, sir.
That is Vihaan camp.
Vihaan has been started for the welfare of surrendered militants.
With many reformed militants.
Many of them even join the army.
Some of them get in the main army
and some of them in the territorial army.
Some get rejected due to their background.
Interesting.
Sir! Sir! In here is Altaf Baba's house.
Stop.
No weapons. Stay here.
Peace be with you, sir.
He is our Major.
Get in touch with your son.
Ask him to renounce militancy and terrorism and surrender.
I'll help him to handle everything legally.
Sir wants you to contact your terrorist son
and wants him to surrender.
Who is the terrorist?
One country's freedom fighter is a terrorist of another country!
My son Altaf Baba is a freedom fighter.
Mujahid!
Kashmir is a separate nation.
We are in 2013.
You have harped on a problem for 66 years without bringing in any development.
Will you say this, if you thought of the welfare of future generations?
How many innocent lives is your son killing?
How many children is he handing a gun to?
When will all this change?
Only when people like you leave Kashmir.
A change for the better will arise.
Only when people like you leave Kashmir. A change for the better will dawn.
All the citizens have this feeling of unity and solidarity of one nation
only because of the army.
The army will leave Kashmir one day.
The day people like your son stop holding a gun and resorting to violence.
Freedom!
Freedom! Freedom!
Today marks 100 days since Guru Bhai was killed.
We need to retaliate for Afzal Guru bhai's sacrifice.
You'll be on the streets of Kashmir protecting and claiming our rights.
This is known as an AK 47.
It fires 600 rounds per minute in automatic mode.
Fire all the bullets at the Indian army men and make them bleed to death.
Indian army's screams of agony
should be heard from Kashmir to Kanyakumari.
- What do we need? - Freedom!
- What do we want? - Freedom!
- What is our dream? - Freedom!
- What do we wish for? - Freedom!
On the Srinagar-Pulwama highway,
if the convoy transferring the Indian army is attacked,
whole of India will lament and wail.
We need some more young "martyrs" willing to sacrifice their lives.
Altaf bhai, can I suggest something? I have five cousins ready and willing.
We want to do much more for Kashmir than mere stone-pelting.
We are ready to become martyrs.
Please, give us a chance.
Latif, arrange for an interview to enlist martyrs.
Abbas Nangaroo will select in person.
House number 46.
Mohammad Asif Dar village.
This is the target house, sir.
An interview will be held here for suicide bombers, sir.
Sir, I've planned it with a very small unit.
Cordon this house immediately.
The action team will be of my company, sir.
CRPF, JK Police.
I'll position other companies of the battalion
at a distance in the outer cordon, sir.
How sure are you about this intel?
Sir, the intel is genuine, sir.
I'm just planting.
- Five, sir. - Planting?
- From the public? - Yes, sir.
It's really risky, Maddy.
Sir, the regular technique hasn't worked so far.
So we have to take the risk.
- What if Altaf Baba doesn't show up? - He will, sir.
All organizations respect suicide squads immensely.
He will come.
And we'll get him, sir.
Vikram!
- Yes, sir. - Assemble the company action team.
Yes, sir!
CAT team, get ready for the operation.
Boys, India has more than 20,000 base camps for infantry soldiers.
If you are not in any of them,
but posted here in Shopian, Kashmir, in our 44 RR Cheetah Company,
then it isn't some coincidence.
You are all the chosen ones.
Each and every one of you here is important for this operation.
When you return from this operation,
every single Indian army soldier in South Kashmir will be proud of you.
Our targets today are
Abbas Nangaroo
and…
Altaf Baba.
None of you should mask up for this operation.
This is my face.
Show them our Indian army's face.
Every single opponent who lifts his gun to kill should remember your face.
If they even think of "terrorism" RR will shoot them on their glabella.
They should call out in fear.
- Who are we? - Rashtriya Rifles!
Vikram!
- All hail… - Lord Bajrangbali!
Let's do it, boys!
SCOUT 2: 90 MTRS FROM TGT
Sir, this is the black village.
Militants here have heavy support.
Sir, we should carry out a cordon and search operation.
Shouldn't we alert the public and evacuate the area?
Maddy to all stations.
Not a single shot should be fired without confirming that it is Altaf Baba.
The echo of our first gunshot will alert the entire village.
Scout 1 for Maddy sir.
Two suspects are walking towards the target house.
Maddy for all stations.
Do you guys see Altaf Baba? Over.
- Scout 2 for Maddy sir. - Go.
Identity confirmed.
- It's Abbas Nangaroo with one babysitter. - Roger.
- Peace be upon you. - And you.
These are the five martyrs.
Sir?
Altaf bhai hasn't come?
First, close the door.
You go first, okay?
Scout 3 for Maddy sir.
Abbas Nangaroo on the top floor, over.
Latif, send them one by one.
You go after him.
Scout 3 for Maddy sir. First candidate on top, over.
- Tell me why you want to be a martyr. - My father died a martyr…
in 1992, fighting against the BSF in Tral.
He is the hero of our village.
I want to prove I am his blood. I want to die for a free Kashmir.
Next.
I want freedom.
Freedom for Kashmir.
My brother was a martyr too.
He was killed in an army encounter in 2004.
- Abbas? - Bhai.
Interviews are being conducted.
I'm almost done.
Abbas.
I'll record the video myself and show it to you.
It's risky for you to come.
No, I will come.
Martyrs deserve that respect.
They are ready to sacrifice their lives.
They possess more nobility than I do as a commander.
- Okay. - Scouts 1,2,3.
- Anything new at sight? Over. - Negative, sir.
- Negative, sir.
Scout 2 for Maddy sir.
I see a black color SUV approaching, the headlights are off.
- Is it Altaf Baba? Over. - I can't confirm, sir.
Their faces are covered, sir.
Two have entered the target house. One babysitter's guarding the main door.
Black SUV is leaving, sir.
Keep an eye. Keep reporting.
Cheetahs, stay alert. Be ready.
Roger that, sir.
All of you are our heroes.
- They are the volunteers. - Thank you…
Sir, the new man is on the top floor.
- Abbas, how is it going? - Bhai, please sit.
- Where are you from? - Sir, Awanthipora, Pulwama.
What is your reason to become a martyr?
I heard Masood bhai's speech on cassettes.
I'm aware of jihad and martyrs' glory.
Okay, go.
- Where are you from? - I come from Sopore, Baramulla.
- Have you decided to become a martyr? - Definitely.
My long-standing dream is to become a martyr.
My father is also a militant.
Now he's in Pindi.
Tell me again, what does your father do in Rawalpindi?
Militant.
Lashkar.
We never call ourselves militant.
Do you know what we call ourselves?
Mujahid.
Warriors.
Have you modern mujahids started getting tattooed?
Altaf bhai?!
Altaf Baba!
Maddy for all stations.
Operation Altaf Baba.
Sir, I did this when I was studying in Delhi.
- Cheetahs, now move to target house. - Copy, sir.
It was a mistake on my part.
Three hundred meters away from the target house.
I see.
In Delhi, did you pierce your ear too?
Tell me, who are you?
Will you tell me or not?
Latif.
Bring all of them on top.
Neutralize the door guard.
Scout 1, create distraction.
- What is that noise? - Nothing.
Latif.
Bloody traitors!
Kill all of them.
Take the shot.
Army!
Go… go!
Altaf bhai, front door!
Altaf bhai!
Grenade!
Three. Two. One.
Traitors, I won't spare you!
This way, bhai!
I see Abbas Nangaroo running at my six o'clock, sir.
Follow him.
Altaf Baba's visual ID is confirmed.
Outer cordon, stay alert.
Clear.
Abbas Nangaroo entering the water tank, sir.
Clear.
- Michael, any visual? - Negative, sir.
Out!
Go inside.
Get in.
Thank you.
No, sir.
Maddy sir, unit four. I have eyes on the target.
I repeat I have eyes on the target.
CRPF, surround.
Maddy sir, Altaf Baba will be crossing the target house junction
in three, two, one.
Sir, near the water tank, we are surrounded by stone pelters.
Vikram.
- Go back. - What are you doing?
Get back…
What are all of you doing?
Move back!
Back… step back!
Please, step back!
Move back!
Joginder, get back!
Move… move Get in, get in… move!
Get in… get in Let's get in, fast!
Move back… go back!
Move back!
- Hardeep, stop them! - Yes, sir.
No one should go up, go back.
Abbas.
Drop your weapons and I'll spare your life.
First I will ensure that you are sent to the pits of hell.
Infidel soldier!
You asked for it. Bloody moron!
- Joginder. - Sir?
- I'll cover you. - Yes, sir.
Get him!
Hail Lord Bajrangbali!
Well done!
Sir.
Altaf Baba is running toward the apple orchard, sir.
Go back.
Move back.
Altaf Baba, you rascal!
You are dead today!
Twenty-two.
Twenty-two?
He is shooting in manual mode.
As per Jaish-e-Mohammed's rule,
in a firefight, an AK rifle should never be in manual mode.
He is on his last magazine, Vikram.
Baba is in manual mode now. He's shooting one bullet at a time.
He's capable of cheating too, sir.
Twenty-one.
Not this time, Vikram.
That is Vihaan camp.
Many reformed militants stay here, sir.
Sir, Mohammed Latif from Vihaan camp.
Latif, infiltrate into Altaf Baba's team.
Call the watchman to the spot.
Latif.
Baba, hurry up.
My name is Mohammed Latif You are my hero.
- What do we want? - Freedom!
Latif, I have a plan for you to single out and bring Altaf Baba.
Altaf bhai, my five cousins are ready and willing.
We want to do much more for Kashmir than mere stone-pelting.
We are from Vihaan camp.
Weren't all of you rejected in the army recruitment test?
I'll give you a chance to participate in a covert operation.
Planting five, sir.
Stop! Don't come inside.
Step back!
The crowd is getting uncontrollable, sir.
CAT!
Control the crowd. Control the crowd.
Step back!
Three.
Entry is forbidden.
The crowd is getting out of control, sir.
Vikram!
- Stop the civilians. - Copy, sir.
Don't come close.
This is the face…
of the Indian army.
- Sir, we got Altaf Baba. - How sure are you?
I'm standing right over his dead body, sir.
That's the confirmatory shot, sir.
Well done!
- Shankar. - Ready, sir.
Mukund's most praise-worthy specialty…
His character.
The main role model for all his virtues.
His Dad.
Varadarajan.
Mukund felt a special surge of pride to add his father's name as his surname.
Baby, what's your name?
Arsheya Mukund.
Oh!
Okay, Arsheya Mukund. You carry on.
- All hail… - Lord Bajrangbali!
- Victory! - Victory!
- Hail… - Lord Mahadev!
44 RR is proud of you.
I intend to recommend you for the Gallantry Award.
Your tactic will become famous throughout the valley.
Thank you so much, sir. Your appreciation is my award.
Sir, if you wish to recommend someone for the Gallantry Award,
please choose any of my teammates.
My buddy Vikram was tailing and following Altaf Baba
until the very last second.
Or Waheed who introduced informer Latif to me.
Actually, sir, Jo--
Joginder, come here.
Actually, sir, it was Joginder who shot Abbas Nangaroo and neutralized him, sir.
Joginder deserves a medal, sir.
- Maddy, come here. - Sir!
You are a true leader, boy.
Guys, your company commander
is a great leader.
Thank you, sir.
I've been serving here in Kashmir for the past 14 years.
But in this terrain,
in such a short time,
this level of planning and strategizing…
You're special, Maddy.
Thank you, sir.
What are you waiting for?
Come on, let's go!
Baba!
We won't spare them!
Baba!
My dear Altaf.
They won't be spared!
Baba, your blood will bring about…
revolution!
Baba, your blood will bring about…
Revolution!
Baba, your blood will bring about…
Revolution!
- Baba, your blood will bring about… - Revolution!
- And what do we want? - Freedom!
- Shout out louder! - Freedom!
- All of you proclaim! - Freedom!
- This is our right! - Freedom!
- This is our glory! - Freedom!
- What do we want? - Freedom!
- Shoot us with bullets if you want… - Freedom!
- Beat us black and blue! - Freedom!
- Burn us to embers! - Freedom!
- We will claim what is ours! - Freedom!
Freedom!
- Freedom! - Freedom! Freedom!
Kashmir is our land.
We have watered our land with our blood.
Kashmir belongs to us.
- Freedom! - Freedom!
This bag contains 15 lakhs, Latif.
The bounty announced by the army and the government to nab and kill Altaf Baba.
You are entitled to this money, Latif.
The monthly allowance I get is enough for me.
He says he is happy with the monthly allowance we give.
He is saying money was not his motive, sir.
I don't want anyone to suffer like my brother did.
What happened to my brother should never happen to anyone else.
My brother would have been an engineer.
He would have been an engineer in a company in Delhi by now.
Altaf Baba made my brother a suicide bomber.
Altaf Baba made him a suicide bomber!
I'm sorry, Latif.
Sir, first we have to cut the fence and then crawl through the caves.
We must cross our village and cut the LoC border fence.
After crawling through the caves and reaching the other side,
we met a Commander there by the name of Asif Wani.
You should hold it like this
and stab it into the enemy's chest like this… with force!
You show me.
He trained us in Pakistan-occupied Kashmir.
Then there's this training…
Tactical training.
Weapon training.
Latif.
You are doing a good job.
He's also a Kashmiri drabgam in the Pulwama district.
It seems that Asif Wani is very dangerous.
Asif Wani?
How does he look?
He is asking you to describe Asif Wani.
I've never seen his face. He always has his face covered.
He covers his face with a scarf all the time.
It seems like he has never seen his face.
Mukund.
- Oh! Mom and Dad are here too. - Hey, Indhu.
- Where is Arsheya? - Arshi, come here.
- Hi. - Look! She has grown so much.
Arshu, sweetie pie.
- "Dad"! - Say "Dad."
- In Arsheya's mind, - Dad.
she’s been wondering for a long time if her dad actually lives inside the iPad!
Naina, you are sitting jobless at home, right?
- Why? - I have a job for you, Naina.
Look for a flat for us to buy, Dad.
Flat?
Why all that?
It will be very costly within city limits, son.
Naina, did I ask you to look in ECR, Besant Nagar or Adyar?
Look in the suburbs, Naina.
The budget is 20 lakhs. I'm applying for a home loan.
Instead of all of us in three different places,
at least we can talk from the same home, right?
Okay, I'll start looking.
You take care, dear.
We watch the news on happenings at your end.
It is very scary, son.
- Can't sleep a wink. - Nothing to worry about, Dad.
I've asked Mom to pray for me.
When will you be able to visit us?
I'll come, Mom.
You cut the call now.
I have to talk to my wife in private.
I like that!
Mom, he's a damn good actor!
He's simply putting on an act in front of you.
He added me to the call to tell you about the home loan.
Otherwise, we are sailing in the same boat!
- Keep quiet. - I know, I'll tell him.
Make time for your wife.
Okay, Mom, I intend to.
I'll hang up now.
- Bye! - Hey.
I'll be right there. Say "bye" to Dad.
Say, "Bye, Dad."
- Bye, Dad. - Bye, Dad.
Mukund.
Yes, darling.
Tell me, when can you come here on leave?
This year Diwali is close to my birthday.
At least then can you come?
I'll try.
Indhu, I'm planning on buying a home without asking you.
That's okay.
Can you manage to pay the monthly installment loans?
How much is due for the loans we took for Swetha and Nithya's wedding?
That gets over in two months.
I have a monthly 39,000 rupees balance.
I'll send you 20.
Ten for Dad.
Balance for me.
If we take up a home loan minus the EMI, monthly…
we'll have around 15000 rupees in hand.
You don't get stressed.
I've completed my teachers' course.
I've got a job too.
This coming summer, I start teaching in a school.
Home loan, EMI.
Your wife will share all these expenses.
I love you, wife.
I love you, dear.
Please find a way to take time off and come.
I'll come.
- Bye. - Okay.
Latif.
You've gone too far.
Superb!
Walk with me.
You know snake, right?
You know its nature.
It will slither into our house noiselessly
and then entwine around our feet.
It will sting the entire family and us with its venom.
Then it'll assume that it owns the house.
One minute.
You know the Indian army chaps?
They are like this snake too. First, they slinked into our dwellings,
then they wrapped themselves around our feet.
Now they kill all of us and our kith and kin
and usurp our entire land.
I am sure you know all this, right?
You know what I need to know now?
Who sent you to us?
Tell me.
Who sent you?
Tell me, who sent you?
Reveal his identity.
Who was it?
Or shall I kill everyone in your family?
Don't harm my family.
44 Rashtriya Rifles.
Major Mukund.
Sepoy Waheed Ahmed.
Get used to this, Maddy.
This is usual here.
- Collateral damage. - No, I'm responsible for his death, sir.
I want to meet his family, sir.
Okay, where is Latif's funeral?
Budgam, sir.
Budgam.
Use the 35 RR convoy.
I'll talk to their commanding officer
and take Vikram with you.
Jai Hind, sir.
Sir, this is only in Dradgam.
More than 41 case records registered against the name Asif Wani!
All are dacoits, militants, terrorist sympathizers
- and criminals, sir. - Let this be.
Do you have videos or photographs of Altaf Baba's funeral?
Local news media would have shared it on YouTube.
Let me check.
Pause the video.
See if this face matches the "wanted" case list.
Yes, sir.
Sir.
Sir, he had three murder cases in 2009.
He has thrown a Molotov cocktail in the Pulwama bus stand.
He was interrogated as a suspect and then he went to POK on parole.
Then he joined Jaish-e-Mohammed in 2011.
We don't have any intel about him after that, sir.
Responsibility claiming letter, right?
Sir! Sepoy Narasimha.
35 RR rifleman, sir.
I've heard of your number counting Operation Altaf Baba, sir.
Superb, sir.
- Proud to escort you, sir. - Thanks.
My name is Sadiq. NCO, sir.
I'm your driver today, sir.
- So happy, sir. - Okay, Sadiq.
- Let's go. - Okay, sir.
I seek protection in Allah from Satan, the accursed.
WELCOME TO JAMMU AND KASHMIR
HONORABLE PRIME MINISTER DR. MANMOHAN SINGH AND SMT. SONIA GANDHI
Isn't Prime Minister Manmohan Singh coming tomorrow, sir?
Sir…
- Shankar? - Sir?
Do you watch movies?
I can't believe you asked that!
In Tamil Nadu, cinema is a religion, sir.
Manmohan Singh can be the PM here.
But in our state, one has to be a cinema hero to be the Chief Minister, sir.
Hey! Keep quiet.
Glad he spoke!
Mukund, have you watched the Malayalam cinema?
I love Malayalam films.
Actually, my wife is a Malayali.
Oh! Is it?
- A new Malayalam actor is making waves. - Who?
Son of the director of Kadhalukku Mariyadhai.
Faasil… Fahadh Faasil.
I saw his film Annayum Rasoolum.
Great acting!
You know, there's a girl who acted in that film.
You know her name--
From your state actually…
A bit taller than Fahadh.
She acted equally well.
- Andrea Jeremiah. - Andrea… Andrea Jeremiah.
Oh! Beautiful glam doll.
Andrea, sir?
Hey! Shut up!
- Shankar, I really love… - Sir.
one particular Tamil film.
The hero character is also an army man.
Thuppakki.
Fantastic movie.
- Five times. - Everyone loved it, right, sir?
- Sir, don't you watch Hindi films? - Don't watch?!
"Including my father, grandfather, and brother…
Your Faizal will avenge everyone's death."
Gangs of Wasseypur. Amazing, sir.
And when I was in MHOW Enthiran was released…
in Hindi.
I stood on one foot wanting to watch it only in Tamil and made them do it.
Though from different states, we only watched it in Tamil!
How can we not watch Superstar's film in Tamil?
Definitely, sir.
Of all the movies you watched which is your favorite, sir?
An all-time favorite for me.
- Anbe Sivam. - Nice, sir.
What a movie, sir!
Kannada and Tamil.
I have watched in both languages, sir.
- Who are the ones termed as God? - Hey, Indhu.
What, Mukund?
Singing and having a jolly time?
- Who is singing? - Driver Sadiq.
He asked me which was my favorite film. I told him Anbe Sivam…
Everyone started singing!
Hey! Stop it!
For heaven's sake don't sing that song.
You are killing that song.
If you don't stop singing, I'll empty this entire magazine into your brain.
Lunatic, stop it!
There are a gazillion surprises in the next second, hidden in this world.
Before I could say I liked that dialogue,
he started singing and everyone has joined in now as a chorus.
God is absolute affection
The Lord is care and compassion
God is defined as love personified
Mukund?
Boys! It's an ambush!
Stay down! Stay down!
Narasimha! Narasimha!
Hello? Mukund?
Narasimha!
We are surrounded.
Grenade!
Vikram.
Can you hear me?
Hello?
Are you there?
Mukund?
What?
Everyone, behind the Casper.
Asif Wani!
Who, sir?
Go!
Hello?
Throw a grenade at him.
Subedar, stay behind.
Get the grenade. Launch the grenade.
Vikram, call for reinforcements.
Sir, it's nothing serious. Please bear the pain for a bit.
Sir, nothing to worry about.
Sir, please bear the pain.
Hold on.
Sir, hold on! Sir!
Oh God!
Mukund, hello.
- Adil, the convoy is coming, let's go. - Okay, bhai.
Sepoy Narasimha. 35 RR rifleman, sir.
My name is Sadiq. NCO, sir.
I am your driver today, sir.
Hello?
- Sir. - Hello, Mukund.
Hello?
I'm fine.
I am fine.
Guards!
Salute our martyr!
Commando!
This is Asif Wani's doing. I saw him firing.
Okay.
- Firstly, we should-- - Firstly, we should kill Asif Wani, sir.
Yes, we should.
- Mom, I'll be back in a bit. - I'll be right here, son.
- Your tea is ready. Come quickly. - I'll be back soon.
Grab him… grab him!
Who are you?
- Where are you taking me? - Take him.
Quick… push him into the car.
- Mom… Mom! - Hold him tight!
- Mom, don't panic, I'll be fine. - Push him in.
- Move fast… go. - Mom!
- My dear son! - Mom!
Waheed dear!
Help! They took my Waheed!
Waheed, my son!
- What is your name? - Waheed Ahmed.
Were you involved in Altaf Baba's operation?
I headed that operation.
Yes, sir.
Soldier Waheed Ahmed.
He was on leave
for Eid, sir.
No, sir. We won't do anything.
Jai Hind, sir.
Commander.
It's unfortunate, Maddy.
- Can't do much, my hands are tied. - Sir?
Waheed will have to be strong.
This very second they will be gouging his eyes, chopping his head.
They will be ripping open his stomach with a bottle-- Sir!
Every second is late, sir.
To bring him back safe, we must do a "rescue op" immediately.
We will never accept these demands.
He only has us.
Waheed is my team.
He must be praying that his sir and his team will save him.
I firmly believe our unit 44 RR will rescue him.
Will he know we are debating on his life, sir?
He will know.
He's a soldier.
He's a brave soldier.
He knows what will happen.
What will happen?
Nothing will happen! Nothing will happen!
Waheed is my soldier. My brother!
I'll bring Waheed back alive no matter which corner of Kashmir he is in.
My CAT team and I will.
What happened, sir?
Is there any intel?
Attack the terrorist network's over-ground workers.
Informers, sleeper cells, in the entire Sophian.
How dare he give us time till tomorrow!
Joginder, come in.
Rouf brother, I feel so happy you have called to talk to me.
Asif, you attacked the convoy and killed those soldiers.
For the eight army men you've killed,
JeM has announced a reward of 2,00,000 rupees per head.
Thank you so much, bhai. It will be of great help.
- One minute. - Yes, sir.
You will replace Altaf Baba as the next commander of JeM in South Kashmir.
Thank you, bhai.
It is my biggest blessing to even talk to you.
I'll try my best to cross the border today and meet you.
May God protect you.
May God be your protector, master ji.
I'm crossing the border tonight.
Hand over this bloody traitor to Ashraf uncle.
None of them are opening their mouth.
All they say is that they don't know.
They have no clue about Asif Wani and Waheed.
Don't any of you know?
Where is Asif Wani?
- What do we want? - Freedom!
- What is our dream? - Freedom!
- What do we wish for? - Freedom!
- Shut up! - Freedom!
- What do we want? - Freedom!
Hey! Shut up!
- What do we need? - Freedom!
- Shut up! - Sir.
- Silence! - An old man is here to see you, sir.
- What do we want? - Freedom!
What do we want?
- Freedom! - Sir, he is Asif Wani's father.
We didn't send for him. He has come of his own accord.
I came here…
I came here because…
The reason I am here…
It is out of genuine concern.
It is not for selfish reasons.
I am here for the people who dream of a peaceful Kashmir.
Innocent Kashmiris should not die here.
Here--
My son's leaning towards terrorism.
Even I don't like it one bit.
He has already killed a boy named Latif violently.
Hanged him in a public place.
He has already killed a boy named Latif violently.
Now another Kashmiri, Waheed…
Waheed should not die.
Asif.
Asif intends to kill Waheed in Gund tomorrow.
Asif Wani handed over Waheed in a village called Gund.
They're planning to kill Waheed tomorrow at 10:00 a.m. in a public place.
Gund. Let's go to Gund.
Let's cordon and search the entire village.
No… no, don't go.
If they get to know,
they will kill him for sure.
If they get wind of it, they will kill Waheed without bringing him out.
Gund is in Tral district, sir.
It is an extremely volatile area.
A lot of militants come from that village, sir.
Yes, Gund is the blackest of all the black villages.
If you want, you can save him.
Rescue that child of Kashmir.
Please save him, sir.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Hello. Mic test, one, two, three.
Like how our Kashmir has been blessed
with many Mujahids who are martyrs for our cause,
in the same way, we are also cursed with some traitors.
These traitors are born in our homeland
and raised as Kashmiris.
They join the Indian army and oppose us.
Our men have found out one such terrible traitor.
Bring him out.
Stand here.
Kill him… kill him!
Kill him!
When you watch his execution,
his screams that we will hear today should echo throughout Kashmir.
Finish him off.
Watch,
future freedom fighters.
This is a lesson for all of you.
Watch what I do to him.
Tayeeb, come here.
Get on to the stage.
Come to this spot.
Take the sword.
Take the sword and behead him.
Tayeeb.
Your training is being put to the test today.
Kill this traitor with one swing of your sword.
He is the traitor of our land.
Chop his head off.
- Kill him! - Kill him! Kill him!
- Kill him! - Behead this traitor.
Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
- I'll count to three. One. - Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Two.
Three!
Army! Army! Run! Run!
This way… this way!
Get the guns, boys!
Get the guns, come on!
Run… run!
Vikram! Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on, Waheed! Come on!
- Boys, move fast! - Come on!
Everyone, go back!
Back! Move back!
- Make a formation, guys. - Go back! Back!
- Fast! Fast! - Back! Back!
Go back!
- Get out! - Go back!
Go back!
Cover them… cover them!
Shooters at my three o'clock!
Cover! Cover! Fire back, fire back!
Take cover! Take cover!
- Receiving heavy firing. - Get behind the car.
Two down, sir.
Two down!
Boys, cover us.
Got an extra magazine?
Why did you come here, sir?
Waheed, you're doing good.
Leave me here, sir.
Get back to safety, sir.
More militants are coming, sir.
- Vikram, check the perimeter. - Copy.
Careful!
Sir, bazooka at my twelve o'clock.
I'm launching a bazooka. Stay away… move.
Boys, out! Boys, out!
Bazooka loaded.
Mukund sir, hurry, please.
Keep moving, boys.
Boys, cover!
Waheed, give me your hand.
Come on.
Sit in the truck.
No firing. Let's get out of here.
Get into the truck.
Freedom!
Freedom! Freedom!
Peace be upon you, auntie.
I wasn't scared even for a minute in front of them, sir.
Even if I had been killed…
My mother…
She would have proudly received the medal from our President, sir.
Sir.
You don't know our language.
I don't know how to speak your language either.
Even then, you saved my son.
I'll forever be grateful to you.
Sir, I'll join the team soon.
You better!
May God protect you.
Yes, sir.
No civilian casualties.
No, sir.
I'll give you the explanation in writing, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
You violated the area of responsibility of 44 RR.
I have to give it in writing to our Commander.
- Sir, I had-- - Whatever the reason may be,
rules are rules.
Understand, Maddy.
You and your CAT team will take over outreach activities.
Please send your children to schools and colleges.
Only education, democracy, and employment can change your lives.
Indian Army is here to help with that.
I. Me. We.
Usage?
I mean--
- Immortal soldier, heroic warrior - Get out!
Do your duty, wherever
I. Me. We.
Properly, perfectly Diligently, dutifully
Whatever the time may be You do your duty to the T
Why are you sniggering?
Excuse me, sir. One minute, sir.
Get in there.
Sing rhymes with the children, get in.
Equal in all aspects Balanced in all respects
- We are all happy, sir. - We are all happy, sir.
Service to our people is equivalent to serving Lord Mangeshan.
What's Mangeshan?
It's Lord Mageshan.
- Joginder! - Sweet, sir.
I've been awarded the Sena Medal, sir.
Wow!
Great, Joginder!
I'm lucky to have you as my company commander, sir.
You shot Abbas Nangaroo.
You deserve this, man.
But if a junior like me has to get recognition for his work.
The senior should have a big heart to appreciate the effort.
You did that, sir.
Thank you so much, Mukund sir.
Heroic warrior Immortal soldier
Whoever it may be You do your duty
Unparalleled, unequaled
Whatever the time may be You do your duty to the T
Hero with a mission
Guardian of our nation
Hey, brave-heart warrior
Hey, brave-heart soldier Terrific team leader
None of the boys can take leave, Michael.
- Fire! - Inform them.
- Asif Wani is in POK now. - Yes, sir.
- He will cross the LoC at any moment. - Yes, sir.
- We have to be alert. - Sure, sir.
And be in touch with the intelligence team, Michael.
On it, sir.
- Sir! - Mukund, sir?
- Sir? - Boys!
- Boys, come here! - Sir!
- Mukund sir has been hit. - Sir… sir!
- Sir! - Sir!
- Hey! Ambulance. - Lift…
- Hurry up! Quick! - Lift!
Get a vehicle.
Ask for the truck right away.
- You could have been careful. - Are you out of your mind or what?
First Aid has been given.
The bullet has to be removed through a minor surgery.
- Shankar? - Sir.
If I am admitted to the military hospital
it will be out in the open that Saif misfired.
They will court-martial him.
Shift me to Kerala.
Sir, traveling would be risky.
- Too far a distance. - I am fine.
It isn't a big deal that you and I joined the army from Tamil Nadu.
Saif has come from Kashmir.
With him as an example, more than 1000 will join the army.
His service should serve solely as a positive example.
Shift me.
How are you feeling, son?
No, no, don't strain yourself, okay?
Lie back, just lie back.
It was just a minor surgery. Nothing to worry.
The spine is very close.
You are lucky there was no major damage.
- Thank God. - Uncle.
You didn't agree to our marriage only because of risks like this.
You rest. I'll see you later, okay?
Son.
It's true, I was adamant about not getting my daughter married to an army officer.
But,
your uniform…
When an officer came to my doorstep to ask for my daughter's hand,
I was defenseless.
I couldn't say no.
- Mukundan is calling. - Answer the call.
- Hello? - Naina?
Hello, dear, how are you?
Any update on the flat?
I told you.
Vandalur, Ruby Builders. Only that fits our budget.
I told you we could check it out when you come on leave.
Dad, why should I come and see?
Mom and you will be living there.
If you like it then I am okay with it.
- Okay, I'll go and see. - Bye.
- Hello? - Hello, Arshu, princess.
- How are you? - I'm fine, Dad.
How are you?
Dad is very fine.
Why are you always far away from us, Dad?
How sad! Do you feel that your dad is always far away?
Yes.
Arshu?
Can you see the moon in the sky?
Moon? No, I can't see it.
You can see, go and try to.
I cannot see the moon, Dad.
Then go up and see. You can see it from there.
Oh, no, Dad! Mom!
I'll tell Mom. You go to the terrace.
Dad is looking out into the sky here and talking to you watching the moon.
Will you also see the same moon and talk to me?
You won't feel that I am far away then.
- Dad, the moon looks beautiful. - Lovely, right?
- Can you also see it? - I can see it shining bright.
If I talk to you while looking at the moon even your voice sounds close by, Dad.
Hi!
Surprise!
Dad!
- Arshu, sweetie! - Dad!
Is Arshu happy?
Where is Mom?
Arshi?
Arshi!
Arsheya!
Mom!
Arshi, how did you go up?
Stay right there!
How dare you go up on your own!
Hey!
Hey, Mammootty!
Mukund!
Mom, Dad has come home to us!
I was the one who saw Dad first.
One year since Arshi saw Dad.
One year for Indhu too.
Arshi, sweetie. Come… come to me.
What brings you here all of a sudden?
Surprise!
How long is your leave?
Ten days? Fifteen?
Okay… okay. No need.
Don't tell me.
Thank you.
Come, let's go down.
What will you eat?
I'll devour you!
- I'll eat you up! - Arshu!
Little minx!
What's this?
- What is this? - Nothing, come.
Tell me.
Nothing serious. I'll tell you later.
Mukund.
What… such a big bandage?
You're saying it's nothing serious.
Arshu, sweetie?
- Your dad will tuck you into bed. - Okay, Dad.
Mukund.
- Why do you have a bandage? - It's nothing.
A minor bullet wound.
Bullet?!
What are you saying?
- Show me, let me see. - Don't shout.
Arshu has to sleep.
Nothing to cry about.
Oh, my!
If you want, ask your dad. He will tell you it's nothing serious.
Does my dad know?
You are hiding things from me nowadays.
Indhu.
It's such a big wound.
What would I've done if something had happened?
Hey! Nothing happened and I am fine, right?
No peace, not even for a minute.
One day you say bomb blast.
One day you talk about some operation and you don't answer my call at all.
Now, look,
suddenly you come with a bullet wound and stand in front of me.
Mukund.
It's okay if you're far away from us…
as long as you're safe.
For our sake.
Indhu, don't cry.
Indhu, look at me.
This applies for all times.
Whatever happens to me while I'm on duty serving our nation…
Indhu, look at me.
No matter what happens,
you should never cry.
Accident, amputation, death, injury. Whatever happens to me…
my wife should never cry in front of anyone.
Fine, I should not cry in front of anyone, right?
No one is here now.
I will cry.
You are the drizzle from the moonlight
You are the cool breeze's love-delight
You are the drizzle from the moonlight
You are the cool breeze's love-delight
You're the swing oscillating to and fro Of love shared, love fulfilled to grow
You're the magic of misty drops of dew
You are the summer sun's painted hue
To spread your peacock's plumage In step with love's dance is your age
You're the porch with silver lightning
Flirty trespasser, you're love-violating
You are quest's identity Yearning for reality
You are the drizzle from the moonlight
You are the cool breeze's love-delight
You're the swing oscillating to and fro Of love shared, love fulfilled to grow
Maddy, how are you feeling?
Sir, I am completely alright.
Good, did you get the letter from the bank?
Sir, yes, sir, the loan is through.
- Thank you so much, sir. - God bless you, Maddy.
Thank you, sir.
Dad.
Hey, Arshu.
- Got ready so fast? - Yes.
Shall we go on a bike ride?
Arshu, what is this?
Arshu, how can you be scared of thunder and lightning?
Come here. Come to your dad.
Isn't Arshu a brave girl?
Arshu should never be scared of anything at any point in time.
Okay?
Dad will play a song for you?
- Will you listen to it? - Yes.
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
I fear not, whatever it may be Not a tiny fleck of fear within me
Dad and Arshu will sing together now, okay?
Okay. Yes.
Start… go!
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
I fear not, whatever it may be Not a tiny fleck of fear within me
- Hey! Hey! Hey! - Hey! Hey! Hey!
Superb, Arshu!
- You are my equal half, 50-50 - Zorro, bye.
How can I live without you, sweetie?
You are my beginning My life and everything
Land will never uproot The plant's taproot
You are my light forever In the darkest night wherever
Like your eye, you protect me
- Indhu, give that to me. - No teardrops of misery do I see
Naina, you paid an advance to the builder, isn't it?
This is the check.
Let us fix the 26th as the date of registration.
My signature is just for the namesake. You are the real owner, Naina.
You will be living here.
One minute.
Mom, just a minute.
- Hello? - Sir?
We have got an important intel, sir.
I'll reach by tonight. We'll talk in person.
Okay, sir.
Hey, Mukunda.
Why is Kashmir always so problematic?
The concerned people should discuss this, Naina.
What is the use of us talking?
Arshu, sweetie.
You are a big girl now. You'll be going to school.
- Will you be good? - Yes, Dad.
I'll go, do my duty and come.
When is your next leave, Dad?
Dad, you didn't come for Mom's birthday, right?
Arsheya's birthday is on March 17th.
- Okay? - Dad's birthday is on April 12th.
- Okay. - Will you come for both birthdays?
I don't know. But I'll definitely try, okay?
Or will you come home for any one of the birthdays?
Yes.
Okay.
- Arshu, sweetie. - Okay, Dad.
I love you, Dad.
My dear son.
Our house was echoing with laughter.
Hearing you call me "Naina" was heavenly.
After you leave,
our home will be so empty.
Take care of your health.
Call us as often as you can.
Okay, Naina.
My dear son.
Did I go through all that pain while giving
birth to you, just to see you once a year?
Mom, what is this?
Hey! What have I told you?
Okay, I won't cry.
You're the magic of misty drops of dew
You are the summer sun's painted hue
In step with love's dance is your age
Call us whenever you can.
You're the porch with silver lightning
- Dad, bye. See you, Mom. - Alright.
Dad is leaving, bye.
Flirty trespasser, you're love-violating
You are quest's identity Yearning for reality
General elections have been announced for Parliament.
10th April, Jammu.
17th April, Udhampur.
24th April, Anantnag.
Sensitive areas.
All of them fall under the Anantnag constituency.
So April 24th is crucial for us.
Masood Azhar has reappeared
after 11 years.
His motive
is to disrupt the election in Kashmir.
RAW has sent us this intel video.
In India, elections will be announced soon.
Kashmir is "not" an Indian State.
Afzal Guru squad.
Is being headed by Asif Wani in the valley now.
We should merge Hizbul, JeM, LET, and all our units.
Join hands to oppose the election.
We should boycott the elections.
What do we need?
Freedom!
What do we want?
Freedom!
Maddy.
Anantnag elections are your direct responsibility.
- Sir. - All the company commanders
will work under you. You will lead this.
Roger, sir.
Good.
Okay, boys.
- Lots to do. - Yes, sir.
Freedom to the arena, time to walk in
Liberty… Bravery is our second skin
India has finally announced the dates for the upcoming Lok Sabha elections.
A mammoth exercise to be held across the country.
Liberty… Bravery is in our genes indeed
I am voting for the first time for our Kashmir.
We want peace. We want to see progress.
Shout out loud, raise your voice
What do we want?
- Everyone, all at once - Make a loud noise
- This is our birthright - Everyone, join in to fight
Happy birthday, Arsheya, sweetie.
Thank you, Dad.
Bye-bye.
We will snatch it…
You have to give it
- Beat us black and blue - You have to give it
Shoot us with bullets through…
Boycott! Boycott!
This is Asif Wani's balance launch pad location, sir.
If we sanitize this within one week we will be set, sir.
Now the scene will change in our nation Hold your head high with determination
- Freedom! - Time to enter the battlefield
- Freedom! - Bravery is our second skin indeed
- Now the scene will change in our nation - Freedom!
Hold your head high with determination
- Four, three, two… - Cake! Cake! Two, one!
Mom, Dad didn't answer your call?
- Does Arshi want to eat the cake or not? - I want to.
May your name with all its glory Be archived in history
May medals for your deeds heroic Alleviate the pain you bore stoic
Bravery is your middle name forever
The world won't forget your sacrifice ever
Arshi, Dad's calling.
Dad's calling. Get up and talk.
Hello, Indhu.
- I can't call-- - Happy birthday to you
- Happy birthday to you
- Happy birthday, dear Dad - Happy birthday, dear Dad
- Happy birthday to you - Happy birthday to you
Thank you, babies.
- Dad, why didn't you come home? - Sorry, sweetie.
Dad's leave wasn't sanctioned. I’ll make it there on my next leave.
Mom and I cut a cake for you.
We blew the candles…
Is that so, dear?
I wore a new frock.
Sweetie, let me talk for one minute.
I love you, Mukund.
Happy birthday, dear.
Love you. Thanks.
You have completed 31 as of today.
Ten years since we met.
At least from now on, behave like a responsible husband.
In another seven months, you'll be the same age.
- I'll repeat this dialogue to you. - Let's see.
Shall we make a resolution?
- Birthday resolution. - What is it?
Before both of us complete 32 years,
- A tiny-- - Tiny?
What? Junior Mukund?
Senior Mukund has to come home for that to happen, understand?
Coming… coming.
Mom, what is Dad saying?
Tell our daughter. She wants to know.
I love you.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you.
I love you.
Take care.
How is it going, sir?
The voter turnout is so good this year, sir.
This is my wife, Sumaira.
- Hello, sir. - She's a polling officer too.
My daughter Mariya is four months old now.
By the time she grows up, Kashmir will be much better.
- God willing! - So be it, sir.
All the election boxes in Sophian have been packed.
There's an election today in Tamil Nadu, as well, sir?
It seems that more than 4,75,000 votes were polled in Anantnag.
Much bigger count than the previous election, sir.
- We want a party. - Party!
Why do you need a party? Okay! Okay!
Check that side, go.
Zia!
Zia, my child.
Sir, JK Police gave this.
Asif Wani has directly attacked, sir.
Many civilians have spotted him.
Get inside.
Zia, wake up.
Please get up, Zia.
The situation is the same in Kulgam, Rajpora, Tral, and Pulwama.
Ambush attacks in many areas, sir.
Sir, we can go.
In a daring attack,
militants ambushed an election campaign bus
in Kashmir's Nagbal district.
Killing polling officer Zia-ul-huq along with five election officers.
Eyewitnesses have…
I watched the news.
- You're okay? - Yes.
Are you okay?
I couldn't sleep last night either.
It's been like this for the past two or three weeks.
You are not sleeping?
What is this new habit?
Okay, now both of us will sleep.
You hang up now.
Mukund, why are you calling on this?
Come, let's sleep.
How can we?
You are there.
I am here.
Sleep now.
Let's sleep together.
Close your eyes.
Mammootty.
Close your eyes.
Sleep now.
I slept for so long?
We slept!
Keep smiling like this, dear.
No more sadness.
Today is April 25th.
Just 14 nights, 14 sleeps.
As soon as the election is over I'll be there on May 9th.
I have one month off from then.
Don't tell Arshu. Let's surprise her.
Indhu, whether I call you in the evenings or not,
08:00 p.m. should be bedtime both for our baby and you.
Follow this daily.
Be strong.
Where will I go?
Lunatic!
You don't even have to come on leave, Mukund.
At least like this on a video call,
- talk to me once daily, please. - Okay.
I won't come on leave. I'll talk over the phone!
Oh, no! No!
I didn't mean that.
I said it simply, that's all.
Arshi.
Let her sleep!
- Okay, bye. - Bye.
I love you, Mukund.
I love you, dear Indhu.
Take care.
Hello?
Sir!
Sir, in Qazipathri village.
The activity has been confirmed, sir.
Asif Wani, Shabeer Gorsi of Hizbul Mujahideen,
and Abdul Haq of Lashkar, sir.
They are in that house, sir.
With many hostages holed up in there, sir.
Sir, I'm launching an operation. Seeking your approval, sir.
CAT Team, get ready for the operation.
Havildar Palani, load IEDs, Molotov, flares, ammo, whatever we have.
Immediately!
GOD IS LOVE
- All hail… - Lord Bajrangali!
Arshi, it's Dad. Talk now.
Dad, Mom and I are out shopping now.
I practiced the poem you taught me.
I sing it properly now.
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
I fear not, whatever it may be Not a tiny fleck of fear within me
Arsheya, sir?
My son is seven years old.
Abhishek Kasana.
After me,
he will join the army too.
Our family's fifth generation in the Indian army.
When I go home after this election,
I'll teach this song
"Achchamillai Achchamillai" to my son Abhishek too, sir.
Look at the goosebumps on my hand, sir.
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
I fear not, whatever it may be Not a tiny fleck of fear within me
If the whole world, all of a sudden Derides and despises me, even then
I will never fear fear, I guarantee Not even a speck of fear within me
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the whole world, all of a sudden Derides and despises me, even then
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
- Who are we? - Rashtriya Rifles!
Sir, this is a white village. No one supports terrorists here.
So no problem of stone pelters here, sir.
Asif, come.
My son, Asif!
Asif, I'm your father.
Come outside.
I have spoken to them.
They will not do anything to you.
You don't have proper weapons.
Please come out.
I have no one but you, Asif.
Asif, what will I do without you?
This emotional blackmail won't work with me, soldier.
For Allah's sake, come out.
Asif.
Waheed, clear him.
Michael.
We don't know exactly how many civilians are inside.
We must bring all of them out safely. Till then we can't use heavy weapons.
Snipers, spotters, Agnivarsha, MGL. Keep all of them on hold.
- CAT, form cordon. - Yes, sir.
Sir! Sir!
A phone call from this house reached that tower, sir.
Asif Wani's voice ID is confirmed, sir.
Twenty army officers.
Fifty police, CRPF.
If all of them enter,
he is threatening to blow up the building with 250 kg RDX explosives, sir.
Come back, guys. Come back.
JK police and CRPF, stay here.
- Jyothi, Joginder, Venkanna, Hardeep, - Yes, sir.
- evacuate all the villagers. - Okay, sir.
Old people, women, kids, first.
- Yes, sir. - Okay?
Go, careful.
- Shankar, you go too. - Sir.
Careful.
Not a single person should be near that house.
- Maddy. - Sir?
I heard.
It's too risky.
- But, sir-- - You cannot go in.
He won't come out, sir.
We have no choice but to go in. He has planned to kill our entire force.
I'll go in, just one man.
Not "one man," sir.
Two of us.
I will protect you with my life, sir.
In case I am killed,
use my body as a shield, sir.
It is out of the question.
We have to find an alternative.
Sir, let's be practical.
The lives of 1300 people are at stake.
All families, many children.
There is no movement.
You can start now, boys.
CAT, cover, fire.
Hey!
We are set. Create distraction.
It's not Wani. Moving forward.
Grenade!
Vikram, are you okay?
Anyone else is there? Sit down.
Go back, all of you.
Go! Go!
- Secure hostages. - Come! Come!
Maddy, he has activated the explosives.
Intel from hostages.
I've asked for reinforcements. Come back now.
- Repeat, come back now. - Sir, I'll save every life I can
and come back, sir.
Sir.
We should not let him get away tonight.
Scout 2 to Maddy sir.
Exactly 240 seconds for IED and RDX to explode.
Intel from hostages, sir.
Yes, come on!
Yes, sir!
Mukund sir.
- Mukund sir. - Mukund sir.
- Sir, are you okay? - Sir!
- Mukund sir! - He has been hit by a bullet.
- Mukund sir. - Call an ambulance, quick!
- Mukund sir! - Sir!
- Mukund sir! Sir! - Sir!
- Bad luck.
We lost Vikram.
Sir.
I can't believe it, sir.
I've also been hit by a bullet.
Get the ambulance.
But I got Wani, sir.
I got Wani.
Yes.
- Stretcher! - Sir!
- Tell me it's a prank, sir! - Hurry up.
You'll be fine, sir.
Go! Go!
- Move it! Go! - Go!
Sir, you'll be fine.
Sir, you'll be okay.
Sir!
Major Mukund.
- Don't worry, sir. - You'll be alright.
Hang on, buddy.
Doctor!
- Doctor… - Shankar, wait!
- Don't strain yourself! - Shankar…
Shankar!
Sir!
Mukund sir!
Inform his family.
Mukund!
Mukunda!
Were you asleep, dear?
Brother, what brings you here so early in the morning?
Come in.
Do you know?
What?
Didn't you check your phone?
Is Dad okay?
Mukund.
Mukund?
What happened to him?
Mukund got hit last night.
Bullet?
- Where is he now? Which hospital is he in? - Dear…
- Oh, no! Arshi! I'll wake her up. - Indhu.
He is gone.
Gone?
What do you mean?
Mukund is… no more.
That's what they would say if a bullet hit him.
Nothing will happen to him, just wait.
The mobile number you have dialed is--
I am sorry, Mrs. Indhu.
We failed him.
The morning sky so fresh and blue
Will stretch out its hand seeing you
Glory lily, petaled red, flame lily
Hearing your name duly Its scent will surge daily
Throughout the day undoubtedly
My dearest love, unique and exclusive
You were born in our distinctive land
Like the rarest pearl, a treasure trove
You landed in the palm of my hand somehow
In your words O flute so precious
Can't we hear the seven melodious notes?
Won't your scent in the floral wind
Show our love which is one of a kind?
Dipped in nectar Won't your looks so tender
Bring you back from wherever?
If you are the tiny leaps in the spring Am I not your bubbly music babbling?
If I am a sliver of lightning searing Aren't you my rain-bearing cloud?
If you are the moon in the sky at night Am I not your radiant shining light?
When it is monsoon time and rainy Aren't you the cool air that envelops me?
More shade than a flowering tree
In our bond, you often came to give me
A flood of memories as souvenirs
Events unfolding in this drama will open
With no interval or gaps in between Memories croon a lullaby evergreen
Awards and medals umpteen Heap praises behind the scene
Without stagnating
Without negating
Soldiers, ready, fire!
Behold many views that unfold! Won't they shower glories untold?
Like an oasis in the desert, illusive Won't it increase thirst superlative?
Morning sky so fresh and blue
Will stretch out its hand seeing you
Glory lily, petaled red, flame lily
Hearing your name daily Its scent will surge duly
I'm sorry, dearest Indhu.
I love you.
Take care of…
Arshu.
The distance between this sea and the vast sky…
is just like the space between him and me.
I am forever in a long-distance relationship with my love.
Whether this is a happy story
or a sad one, you decide.
But this is not a story.
This is my life.
Today, I am extremely happy.
Because today is a very, very special day.
Major Mukund Varadarajan,
Rajput Regiment,
44th Battalion, Rashtriya Rifles.
Posthumous Award.
Dream, fulfilling
Dream, never-ending
You were with us in all ways
You will continue to be, always
Late Major Mukund Varadarajan's wife,
Mrs. Indhu Mukund.
In my heart, never to depart
A precious dream till the end of time
A dream to cherish, always mine
Dream, stretching sublime
You were with us in all ways
You will continue to be, always
As a part of me, in my heart
A dream to cherish, never depart
Indhu,
my whole body is aching really badly.
Shall I rest my head like this?
For sure you will come to stay
Forever and a day
Mom?
When is Dad's next leave?
There lived a man
who loved me with all his heart.
There lived a man
who fathered my child.
There lived a man who believed in integrity.
There lived a man who loved his profession.
There lived a man who never feigned to be a hero.
There lived a man
who was my soul.
There lived a man
with a heart full of generosity.
There lived a man who revealed all to me.
There lived a man who loved me with his life.
But now,
I wait… for he is with God.
I know for sure,
one day I will meet him.
I know this for sure.
And he will give me that warm, strong hug of his.
I know this for sure.
And I will not complain that I can't breathe.
I know this for sure.
You can hug me.
Hug me all you want.
- Ready… - Start… go.
I have no fear of whoever Of whatever, whatsoever
If the sky crumbles all of a sudden Falls on our heads, even then
If the whole world, all of a sudden Derides and despises me, even then
I will never fear fear, I guarantee Not even a speck of fear within me