The fielder's running after the ball,
but the ball's already across the boundary line.
This has happened often.
If Pakistan wants to win the match, they don't have a better batsman than Afridi.
Shahid Afridi will have to take charge here.
No one can doubt his ability.
But today is his opportunity to show the world…
Yes, the game can change at any moment.
Slow ball and Afridi has hit it…
Excellent shot and the ball's across the boundary.
And that's a six.
Bravo!
Looks like your son is really eager.
Pakistan needs four more balls to win.
Have you thought of a name?
Shahid!
Why are you laughing?
What if it's a girl?
Girl?
Last ball and Shahid Afridi has swung his bat.
Congratulations.
What is your name?
It's Shahida.
Shahida! What a cute name!
Where are you from?
You will only talk to your mother, not me?
No, it's not that.
She doesn't talk to her mother either.
Why?
Shahida, it'll be dark soon.
Go home. I'll bring your kids home
Rauf.
Rauf,
where's Shahida?
- She hasn't returned home yet? - No, she hasn't.
Shahida!
- Shahida! - Shahida!
Shahida!
Rauf!
Rauf! Shahida!
- Rauf! - Shahida?
- Shahida, Rauf - Wait.
- Rauf! Shahida! - Just wait.
Since when have I been telling you to take her
to Delhi's Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya's shrine?
Even the mute start talking there.
I was five and hadn't spoken a word.
And I was taken there.
And you began to speak?
Would you like to hear me?
But Delhi's in India now.
So what?
It's not in America, right?
It's easier to go to America, Father.
It was different earlier, it was the same country.
And you're forgetting that I served in the army for five years.
The Indians won't give me a visa.
I will take her.
At any cost.
I'll do anything so that my girl can speak, and go to school.
I have decided.
I will take Shahida to Delhi.
There are many aspects
- Of the benevolent Lord - Goodbye.
He who is blessed by His grace
Fortune too smiles at him
Today there is jubilant color, O mother!
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Today there is jubilant color, O mother! Jubilant color!
At my sweetheart’s home There is jubilant color!
At my sweetheart’s home
There is jubilant color!
Have mercy on me
The Benevolent one is my only refuge…
Shahida Rauf.
Yes.
I have found my guide Nizamuddin Auliya
Nizamuddin Auliya!
- Nizamuddin Auliya! - Thank you.
Bless me with your grace
Whenever I look, he is with me O mother! There is jubilant color!
Such color I have never seen before O God’s beloved
- Such color I have never seen before - O Khwaja Nizamuddin
Such color I have never seen before…
No prayers have ever gone unanswered…
from Memboob-e-Ilahi's threshold.
Just see.
Your daughter will chirp like a bird
as soon as she gets to Pakistan.
God willing.
God willing
Why has the train stopped?
It's nothing, ma'am.
The tracks ahead are undergoing repairs.
It'll be fixed soon, don't worry.
Go to sleep!
Fine, let's all sleep.
Shahida.
Shahida!
What happened?
I can't find my daughter. Shahida!
Shahida!
Pull the chain!
Come on.
The Indians are saying they didn't find your daughter.
But they will look again in the morning.
Sir, please listen to me.
It's just five minutes away.
Please let me go, I will look for her myself.
It may be five minutes away, but it's across the border.
In a different country.
So what if it's a different country?
I want my daughter back.
Try to understand, ma'am, you'll need a fresh visa to go back.
Be patient, your child will be found.
How?
You don't get it.
My child can't speak.
She's absolutely alone in an unfamiliar country.
You all can do nothing.
I will find Shahida myself.
- Stop her. - Shahida!
Shahida!
Calm down! Have faith in God.
Calm down, dear.
There must be some God-sent in India.
Who will look after our Shahida?
Calm down.
Ram Lakhan Janki!
Glory to Lord Hanuman!
- Ram Lakhan Janki! - Glory to Lord Hanuman!
Ram Lakhan Janki!
Glory to Lord Hanuman!
Ram Lakhan Janki!
Glory to Lord Hanuman!
Ram Lakhan Janki!
Glory to Lord Hanuman!
- Ram Lakhan Janki! - Glory to Lord Hanuman!
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
The drums are echoing hard
Whether it's London or Lanka
It's resonating all around
Glory to Thee
The drums are echoing hard
Whether it's London or Lanka
It's resonating all around
With Your blessings conferred on us
We've no fears or apprehensions
We'll dance up a storm
When He works His miracle
You'll know the difference
Come and learn this mantra from me
Come and take it
Give a hug to anyone you come across
Come and take it
Let's take a dip in the sea of fun
Come and take it
Now let's take a selfie
I'm a simple guy, with no crooked ways
You won't find anyone like me On the moon or in China
I always did what my heart said
But never broke anyone's heart
Always immersed in the devotion Of Lord Hanuman
I never make tall claims
I never brag either
I am happy in my own world Everyone watches me
I am always immersed in The thoughts of Bajrang Bali
I have a big heart like Lord Hanuman's mace
Just like you'll find Lord Ram Residing in Hanuman's heart
You will always find Lord Hanuman in my heart
You're my drama, you're my cinema
If You're with me
You're my earnings and my policy
Since you're with me
No boundaries can ever stop me
If You're with me
My elated heart says
Feel the waves of fun
Again
Come and take it
- Come and take it - One, two, three!
- Come and take it - Louder!
Come and take it
Give a hug to anyone you come across
Come and take it
Let's take a dip in the sea of fun
Come and take it
Now let's take a selfie
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
Glory to Bajrang Bali
Break the bones of the enemy
Glory to Bajrang Bali
- Break the bones of the enemy. - Now let's take a selfie!
Brother, what's a selfie?
When you take your own picture.
That's a selfie.
Brother, you were dancing like a star.
I am always immersed in the devotion of Bajrang Bali.
Yes, brother.
Please get bread for the kid.
Yes, brother.
But she's asking for two.
You must have a name.
Sita? Gita?
Payal? Puja?
Brother, I think she's deaf.
She heard me order the bread, right?
Yes, that's true.
Let me ask.
NAME?
Name?
She's illiterate.
Why don't you write it in Sanskrit instead?
She's a five-year-old kid.
Eat all you want.
Hey.
Why are you following me again?
Oh.
Here you go.
Did you get separated from your parents?
Say something.
What is this mess?
Now you're under Bajrang Bali's refuge.
This is a miraculous temple.
Your parents must be looking for you, just like you are looking for them.
They will come here.
Just join your hands and sit here.
Like this.
And I…
I'll be seeing you.
If it takes them longer,
then eat that apple.
Don't stay hungry.
Chilled lemonade. Have some!
Come on, here you go.
Stop the bus!
STATION BUS STOP, KURUKSHETRA
No, no, no, no!
- You can't leave this child here. - Why not?
Her parents will come here to file a complaint, right?
And what if they don't?
If they don't?! Why?
Why not?
Look at her face.
That's fine, but still…
- you can't leave her here. - Why not?
Look at her face.
And now see their faces.
Criminals, thieves, drunkards, pickpockets.
And this is a Police Station, not an orphanage.
- But… - Write down your details on this.
If I find out anything about this kid, I will call you up personally.
And till then?
Till then…
Hail Lord Ram!
Hail Lord Ram?
This isn't your home?
Where is it?
It must be somewhere.
I know, I'll tell you the names of the cities.
And if your home is any one of these places…
then just raise your hand.
How?
Right.
Okay.
Delhi.
Meerut.
Faridabad.
Gwalior.
Jhansi. Patiala. Amritsar. Jodhpur. Jaipur.
Srinagar, Pathankot, Shimla, Ambala.
Baroda?
Rampur?
Is it Dehradoon?
Kasauli?
Pratapgarh.
- Are you from Pratapgarh? - Yes.
- Me too. - Really?
Swear on Bajrang Bali.
I live next to Neeli Phatak.
That's where my in-law's home is.
That makes us relatives.
These days I am staying in Delhi.
Why Delhi?
For a job or a girl?
It's a long story.
Tell us, it's not like we are waiting to catch a bus.
Yeah, tell us.
Tell us.
You don't say anything?
Would you like to hear our story?
I am Pawan.
Pawan Kumar Chaturvedi.
But everyone calls me Bajrangi.
You can call me brother--
How old are you?
Six!
Then you call me uncle.
Uncle will be right.
My father, Diwakar Chaturvedi…
was the postmaster in Pratapgarh.
His name justified his qualities.
My father knew all the four Vedas.
But I couldn't even remember the tables till four.
Four eights are…
Twenty-two. No! Twenty-five.
No, twenty-seven.
- Twenty-eight. Thirty. - Thirty.
Father!
For Father, physical health was as important as mental wellness.
Bravo. Come on.
Come on.
Good job!
Scholar plus wrestler. Wow!
But I failed in that too.
Grab his leg. Come on.
Stop laughing. Pawan.
Forget it.
You will never learn.
You can never do anything.
How can I help it if I feel ticklish while wrestling?
But this glory wasn't enough for Mr. Chaturvedi.
My father was also the chief of the Pratapgarh branch.
Neither education, nor wrestling, or politics.
I wasn't interested in any of my father's subjects.
That's why he gave me a special name.
What?
Zero!
What happened?
Fail!
It took me 20 years to graduate high school.
Between high school and my degree…
I failed ten times.
By now Father had also given up on me.
What happened?
Father, fail.
Did you pass?
Fail!
Father, failed!
Fail!
Father… fail!
My friends told me to cheat. But, I was a devotee of Bajrang Bali after all.
I said I would rather fail than cheat.
So I attempted the exams for the 11th time.
Welcome.
I am sure you've broken your own record of failing.
- Father… - When you have already failed ten times,
why did you have to humiliate me again for the 11th time?
Why?
I've accepted that you're a fool, that you're stupid and useless.
You're a zero.
- Listen. - What? Hear what?
You have failed ten times.
And failed me 20 times.
- Listen to me, Father. - What's left to hear or say anymore?
If you want to do something for me,
then do me a favor and go away, to Delhi.
I have heard that there is a dearth of useless people in that city.
I have a friend there.
Dayanand.
He will get you a job somewhere.
Father, I passed.
Wonderful.
What did your father say?
I am sure Mr. Chaturvedi must be shocked.
I knew he would be shocked.
But I never thought he would be so deeply shocked.
Why? What happened?
Father…
I am going to Delhi.
And I left for Delhi to fulfill my father's last wish.
To see Dayanand.
That's our Brother Bajrangi
Mister, I don't have change.
Give five rupees to madam.
Madam, please take five rupees from him.
Hail Lord Ram!
Do you have five rupees, so that I can give you ten?
No, I don't.
Oh…
- What now? - It's okay, you can keep it.
How can I do that?
I must give you five rupees.
- Then give it to me. - I can't do that either.
Five rupees are mine as well.
Look, mister. It's okay. You can keep it.
- Really? - I can't do that.
But of this, five rupees is yours.
Then give it to me.
But five rupees are mine as well.
Sister.
Sister! Sister!
Sister!
- What? - It's your money.
I don't want five rupees.
Take it, please.
Then give it.
Took all of it?
Half of it is mine.
Do one thing, get change from that stall.
Go.
- Can you break this ten? - Yes.
Here.
Come on.
Hold on.
Come on.
Stand up.
Straight.
Grab him.
Come on.
- Come on. - Stand up.
Come on, stand up.
Lock it. Come on.
Good, stand straight.
Sir, break the arm-lock.
What?
Sir, get up.
Up!
Wring his arm.
Wring it.
Pin him down!
And one, two, three!
Hail Lord Ram!
- Myself… - You!
You! Here?
Are you following me?
- No, madam, I… - What?
I said I don't want the money.
Do you know him?
He was on the same bus as me.
Followed me all the way home.
Neither am I following anyone.
I swear on Bajrang Bali.
I am from Pratapgarh, here to meet Mr. Dayanand.
Who are you?
Pawan Chaturvedi, Mr. Chaturvedi's son.
- Chaturvedi's son? - Yes. Bajrangi!
Put him down.
- Here you go. - That's all.
Eat some more, it's our specialty.
We sprinkle salt while boiling the potatoes.
That's why they are so good.
Please eat.
Is someone cooking meat?
It's the house next door.
They're Muslims.
Start cooking early in the morning.
In my manor, the Harvansh Trivedi Manor,
I made it clear, that no rooms will be given to people from another caste.
Brother, tell us what you do.
I've come to Delhi in search of work.
Can't he get a job in your school?
Wow, you as well.
- What? - Do you still study in school?
No, I teach there.
Go with Rasika tomorrow to her school.
She will definitely get you a job.
Yes.
Hail Bajrang Bali.
There are a lot of monkeys here.
Will you keep bowing to them all day?
Here.
Put this under your cot before you sleep.
Along with monkeys, you will also find a lot of mosquitoes here.
Give me a minute
Give me your hands.
Excuse me.
Trust me.
Come on.
One, two, three, four, five.
And yes.
Please don't call me madam. My name is Rasika!
Good morning, ma'am.
Hail Sri Ram.
Bajrang Bali.
Break the bones of the enemy.
Bajrang Bali. Break the bones of the enemy.
The heart's looking for sanctity
A wish that needs to be fulfilled
Something I never ever wished for
Why do I want it now?
The heart wants the feeling Of your existence
I want you
Day and night, all I want is you
I want you
Every time, all I want is you
I insist that every…
Time I want only you
I don't want anyone else
Other than you
I want you to be my guardian In every journey
You're the one I want
For the rest of my life
If you're the sweet pain in my heart
I don't want any cure
I want you coursing Through my veins like blood
No matter what the consequences
But this is the beginning I want
I want you
Day and night, all I want is you
I want you
Every time, all I want is you
I insist that every…
Time I want only you
My wounds need to be touched by you
My flames need your heat
I want you in the world of my dreams
I want to see only you when I open my eyes
Then what?
What?
Then one day, Mr. Diwedi and his son Purshottam arrived.
Come, Mr. Diwedi.
- Welcome. - Namaste.
- Namaste - Welcome.
- Namaste. - Take a seat.
- Namaste. - How are you, Purshottam?
- Good. - Sit.
- Namaste. - Please, sit.
- Pawan, please go get Rasika. - Yes.
Rasika.
The boy and his family are here.
If Bajrang Bali someday graces you with His presence,
what will You ask him for, Pawan?
Me?
Do you know what I'll ask for?
Give me your hand.
Don't you trust me?
- Where's Rasika? - She's coming.
I think my daughter's feeling shy.
Father, you've always said…
every girl tries to see the image of her father in her future husband.
I see your image only in Pawan.
Rasika!
Forgive me, Mr. Diwedi.
We cannot go ahead with this alliance.
My daughter doesn't want to.
You could've told us earlier.
Why invite us home and humiliate us?
- Forgive me. - Let's go.
- Come on. - Who wants to stay here?
Sir…
- You cannot get engaged to Rasika. - No…
Until you're worthy of her.
And my first condition is a house.
Which you'll buy with your hard-earned money.
You only have six months.
Otherwise, I'll find someone suitable for her.
By the way, I never asked you before.
What's your age?
Bravo, Bajrangi. Congratulations.
You did it.
Wow!
In a couple of months,
I'll arrange for the rent and deposit money.
- You will. - You will.
Of course.
Don't worry.
Dhanbad?
Etah? Kalmganj?
Agra?
Hail Bajrang Bali.
If she can't speak…
then how do you know she's a Brahman?
She's so fair, must be a Brahman.
How long is she going to stay here?
Until we don't find her parents?
And when will they be found?
When Bajrang Bali wills.
Have you ever traveled by an airplane?
I did, once.
Do you know what they say?
When the pressure drops,
first, put on your own oxygen mask,
then help others.
How long will you keep doing social service?
Think about your own life.
Get a decent job.
Find a nice home.
And if you can't, then tell me now.
So you don't waste your time or Rasika's.
Will this fit a six-year-old?
- Yes. - Pack it.
By the way, Pawan…
if we don't find Munni's parents, will she stay with us?
Even after we're married?
Why won't we find her parents?
What if she doesn't have any?
Who doesn't have parents?
Orphans!
Who is your favorite player?
Dhoni!
Virat Kohli.
Yuvi!
Shikhar Dhawan?
Sehwag?
These are the only players.
I bet you know nothing about cricket.
Munni is not an orphan.
Otherwise, Lord Bajrang Bali would've given me some indication
Pawan.
When did He tell you that she has parents?
- Munni! - Munni!
- What happened to Munni?
Munni!
What happened to Munni?
Where is Munni?
Well, I can't find her anywhere.
What?
We were just eating together, and suddenly she disappeared.
Munni isn't on the terrace either.
Oh, God!
Munni!
- Munni! - Munni!
Munni!
Mun--
Pawan!
Chicken barra, Chicken Muglai, Chicken hariyali.
Chicken lollypop, chicken kadai, chicken tawa,
chicken tandoori, chicken masala, chicken Kohlapuri, chicken Afghani.
Chicken Kashmiri, chicken Hyderabadi, chicken fried rice.
Chicken noodles, chicken Manchurian, chicken 69,
chicken kofta, Chicken korma, Chicken Chaudhary.
- Chicken biryani, chicken dry… - Mister…
- Mister. - Yes, sir.
Serve your best item to her.
Okay.
She's so fair, I thought she must be a Brahman.
She must be a Kshatriya.
They eat meat and also have a fair complexion.
Yes, she must be a Kshatriya.
Why is Munni crying?
I am hungry
I very am hungry
The rooster's croak Sounded melodious to me
Chowk Chandani Choudhary Restaurant
Day and night The place is always crowded
Chowk Chandani Choudhary Restaurant
Day and night The place is always crowded
Half the food is non-veg And the other half is veg
Tell me clearly, what your intentions are
Do you want naan or roti?
Do you want a roast or mince?
Order whatever you want This is going to difficult
A little Biryani Bhukhari and a little Nalli Nihari
Bring everything So I can break the norms today
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only cure for your hunger is The chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only way to fill your stomach Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only cure to your hunger Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only way to fill your stomach Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
My stomach churning I am really hungry
My throat's really dry
Every part of my body is getting weak
And my entire body's shivering
My hunger's growing
Like making a mountain out of a mole
My face has turned pale too
Every part of my body is getting weak
And my entire body's shivering
Get me the koftas and the kormas
The stews and the shawarma
Let's break all the fasts
A little Biryani Bhukhari And a little Nalli Nihari
Bring everything, so I can break my norms
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only cure to your hunger Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only way to fill your stomach Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only cure to your hunger Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The chicken's clucking from The kitchen, cuck-a-doodle-doo
The only way to fill your stomach Is a chicken, cuck-a-doodle-doo
All done. Ready!
Mandi?
Ayodhya.
- Patparganj. - Muradabad?
Jhumri Talaiyya?
Asansol.
Come, dear. Look, I've so many colorful bangles.
They're really nice. Come, dear.
Take it.
My bangles.
Mister, please pay for the bangles.
Please.
Munni.
We don't want them.
Forgive her, she's just a kid.
- It's okay. - Munni, it's wrong to steal.
Come, let's apologize to Bajrang Bali.
Lord, you know…
Lord, you know I went to a non-veg restaurant yesterday.
Because of Munni.
But I swear I didn't eat anything.
Munni did.
Munni, concentrate.
Munni did.
Please forgive me.
You know that I feel helpless in front of Munni.
What to do?
Bajrang Bali, you've already hinted
that Munni is a Kshatriya and not a Brahman.
Right.
Munni?
Munni!
Bajrang Bali, please forgive Munni.
After all, she's naive.
She doesn't know the difference between temples and mosques.
Come on, go in.
Munni?
Munni!
Are you crazy?
What happened?
Munni…
- Where's Munni? - She…
- What? - She's that.
- What? - She's a Muslim.
- Munni? - Yes.
Didn't you notice how she was eating chicken last night?
And now, she's in there…
she covered her head with the veil and was reading something.
But where is she?
What will your father say?
Pawan, where is Munni?
She cheated us.
She cheated us?! She's just a six-year-old.
Away from her home, separated from her parents.
The poor girl can't even speak.
What will your father say?
She belongs to a different caste.
Pawan, don't be silly.
Do you know why I love you?
Because you have a clean heart.
Different castes, different people, it's all nonsense.
Don't waste your time on these stupid things.
I can't explain this to my father.
But I can at least tell you
Come on. Munni is all alone inside.
Where is Munni?
Munni.
Munni?
Pakistan needs ten runs in seven balls.
He picked that up and the ball's in the air.
And Pakistan lost a…
Caught. He's caught it.
Come on, India. Munni, clap.
Amazing, boys. Really amazing.
Father will throw Munni and me out of the house.
Only if he finds out.
What do you mean?
Who will tell him?
I will.
Are you crazy?
Pakistan gets a run…
Oh no! Afridi's back on strike. My God!
Oh no!
Have you read the "Mahabharat"?
You must have seen it on television.
What does Lord Krishna say to Arjun?
What?
One must have an honest heart, and that you do.
Your job is to get Munni home.
After that, you can tell Father anything you want.
Afridi is trying to stay on the crease.
The ball's in the air again, will it cross the boundary?
There's a fielder positioning himself under
the ball, but it's across the boundary.
Pakistan needs three runs to win.
Munni, what are you doing? It's the wrong team.
Be quiet, everyone.
This is a tense situation.
The ball's across the boundary again.
This is a magnificent win for Pakistan.
Oh God! What has he done?
Munni, what are you doing?
That's the enemy's team.
What's wrong with her?
I wonder what's wrong with her.
She doesn't get it.
What is Munni doing?
What is she doing?
Munni.
Why is she dancing?
Munni, what's wrong with you?
What is she doing?
Munni…
Pakistan!
You brought her home saying she's a Brahman.
Are you the only kind-hearted man on this planet?
The only benefactor of sad people around the world.
There must have been other people in Kurukshetra.
Why didn't they take her home?
Sir, I didn't do anything.
She was following me.
Tomorrow morning you will take her to the Pakistan embassy.
- Father-- - Look, the people of her country
brutally kill the people of my country.
- But, Father, what's Munni's fault? - I know.
But she belongs to that country.
Look, I am not cruel.
But I can't tolerate her in my house anymore.
Make arrangements to send her back.
Immediately.
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh!
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh!
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh!
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh!
- Next. - Pakistan, come to your senses!
Visa application and passport?
I don't want to go to your country.
I just came to drop her here.
Send her back home, she's a Pakistani.
Hello, dear. What's your name?
She can't speak.
- Where's her passport? - I don't know where her passport is.
Then how do you know she's Pakistani?
Yesterday, when Pakistan won the match…
she started dancing in front of everyone.
In front of Father.
And she even kissed the Pakistani flag, on the TV.
So that makes her Pakistani?
How do you know her?
- I met her in Kurukshetra. - Kuru…
- What was she doing there? - How do I know?
Go away, we cannot do anything without a passport.
Why not?
I am saying she's a Pakistani.
Send her home.
Have you lost your mind?
Don't you have any common sense?
Go away, there are other people in the queue.
I don't care, I will leave her here.
Look, this is my last warning if you don't leave…
I will call security and throw you out.
And I'll call my people and…
throw you all out of the country.
Throw me out?
I am Indian myself. A. Jaini! Go away.
I work for the Pakistani Embassy.
Security.
Throw him out.
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh!
Release Karamjeet Singh.
Pakistan, come to your senses!
Release Karamjeet Singh.
Some people tried to scale the walls of the High Commission.
Around 14 people were injured in this scuffle.
Pakistani High Commissioner, Abdul Bashir…
has said in an official statement, that…
keeping the security of the High Commission's staff in mind,
he's shutting down all counselor and visa services for a month.
Wonderful, Bajrangi.
I told you to send the girl back…
and you shut down the embassy instead.
So Munni will live with us for another month.
There's no need for that.
Govind was saying that
there's a travel agent close to his office, on Purani Sadak.
He'll make all the arrangements.
No, mister, we don't make Pakistani passports.
- Why not? - Why?
Well, I have never made one.
People come here for American passports.
Canada as well.
England, Germany… even Japan.
But if Munni's from Pakistan, then why will she go to Germany?
True.
But, sorry, we can't make a Pakistani passport.
Strange.
Let's go, Munni.
Mister…
I have another way.
How?
I mean I know some people…
who can help cross the border.
- Really? - Yes.
I can request them.
Please do it.
I am in real trouble with this girl.
Fine, I'll have a word with them.
But do you have 150,000 rupees?
150,000?
Four…
five…
25,000!
26, 27…
28…
Five more…
What's this, Rasika?
I withdrew it from the bank.
What have you done, Rasika? This money was…
I know.
This money is for the deposit of our house.
But right now…
it's more important to send Munni home.
No, Rasika.
If I don't buy a house, my father will get you married to someone else.
My innocent Bajrangi.
You still don't understand, right?
Not just Dad, even God can't…
separate us in this lifetime.
I swear on Bajrang Bali.
How will those agents find Munni's parents?
These agents have many connections.
Look, mister. Don't worry.
I'll call you once we're there.
Here's my number.
As soon as Munni is united with her parents,
- please call me. - Of course.
Well, we should leave now.
Come on.
Don't cry, Munni.
Uncle's taking you home, to Pakistan.
He's taking you to your mom.
Come on, dear.
Munni, this isn't your country, you cannot stay here.
And I can't go there.
Come on, dear.
Since I met you things have been getting worse for me.
Finally, you have an opportunity to go home.
Just let me go.
I beg you. Let me go.
Go back to your home. I beg you!
You let go of my hand
I am no longer in your company
I've lost myself looking for you
Why does my heart beat so slowly?
Why are my eyes filled with tears?
What have I become for you?
Since we met, I feel capable
Since we met, I achieved everything
With great difficulty The destination has become easy
Because you're the heartbeat And I am the heart
How much?
Twenty-five rupees.
- The way you would get upset - Munni!
And I would console you
While looking for your smile I found happiness
Every time you drifted apart
And I brought us close
While looking for your footsteps I found myself
Since we met I found my destination
Since we met, I found my shore
Since we met My destination has become easy
- Mister, where is that kid? - Which kid?
- The same one who was on your rickshaw. - There.
Hey, boy.
Hail Sri Ram.
Did you see a small girl here?
- Her name is Munni. She just arrived here. - Yes.
Come here.
- I'll be your Munni… - Let go, sister.
Sister?
- Do I look like your sister? - Munni?
Munni!
Are you crazy?
- Munni! - Why the hell are you screaming "Munni"?
Munni!
Not yet, close the door.
Munni!
- Where are you going? - Stop him.
What are you doing?
Munni!
Who is he?
Get the girl back.
Let's sit down and talk, please.
Now?
Now, I'll take Munni home myself.
Don't be crazy, Pawan.
You don't have a passport or a visa.
Nor do you know anyone there.
We'll find a way.
"All comforts of the world lie at your feet.
Devotees feel fearless under your benign protection.
One is freed from all the sufferings and ill fates.
He who adores and remembers Shree Hanuman."
I don't have a passport, or visa, or any connections.
But just like Bajrang Bali, Lord Ram resides in my heart as well.
And nothing is impossible for such a person, Rasika.
Hail Sri Ram!
Stop right there.
Who are you?
- Who are you? - Who are you?
This is my area.
So when did I say this is my area?
Are you trying to cross the border?
Let's see how you cross the border.
It'll cost you 25,000 cash.
If you have it, come.
- Otherwise, get lost. - Come on, Munni.
The border's got electric fences all around.
About 440 volts.
It reduces anyone to ashes.
Listen. Look here.
Mohammad Ali Jinnah!
Have you ever seen him?
This is Pakistani currency.
Gandhi isn't going to work there.
- Come, Munni. - Listen.
Don't you get it?
If you go this way, the BSF will spot you.
Listen up.
They will shoot you first and then ask your ghost
whether you're from here or there?
Listen, it's not easy to cross the border.
I have connections.
On both sides.
Come on, get in the car.
It's in the best interest of the kid.
It'll only cost you 50,000 rupees.
But you just said 25,000.
For one person.
Why will Munni pay? She's going home.
Home?
That is when I decided that I would take Munni back to Pakistan myself.
I knew the moment I saw you that you're a very righteous man.
Listen, on the other side of the fence…
the Pakistani army takes rounds every ten minutes.
There are four tunnels under the fences.
We'll have to crawl through the tunnel within ten minutes…
and get to the other side.
You see those sand dunes we need to get behind them.
And then… Welcome to Pakistan!
Come!
I will go only after getting permission.
What? What will you take?
I'll take permission from the Pakistani Army
and then go into Pakistan.
This isn't the place to crack jokes.
Let's go. Come on.
I am a devotee of Bajrang Bali.
Never do anything on the sly.
Are you crazy?
They will shoot all of us.
Come on, let's go.
Munni. Munni, we'll first get permission.
We'll take permission…
I knew the moment I saw you, that you're crazy.
Munni, you tell him.
You fool, the camels are coming this way.
Come on, run.
Come on, or you will die.
You won't live through this.
Munni, we'll get permission first.
Who are you?
Hail Sri Ram.
Are you Indian?
Yes. But Munni is Pakistani.
She got separated from her parents.
I am taking her to Pakistan to reunite them.
Sir, this is a story we've never heard before!
Then why didn't you just leave?
I am a devotee of Bajrang Bali.
Never do anything on the sly.
I was waiting here for your permission.
This is the Pakistan border.
If at all you wanted permission…
then why didn't you go to the Pakistan embassy?
I did go to the Pakistan embassy, the one in Delhi.
Right, Munni? Didn't we?
But they threw us out.
So how did you get here?
- Boo Ali brought us here. - Boo Ali.
Boo Ali is an agent.
He was saying that he has connections on both sides.
What nonsense!
How did you get on this side of the fence?
Through the tunnel. We crawled all the way.
It's a straight tunnel.
Tunnel? Where?
He is standing on it.
- Take a look. - Sir.
Look.
Sir, he's definitely a spy.
Shall we arrest him?
No.
Throw them back into the same tunnel
and fill the tunnel with sand.
Run away or else we will shoot!
Go on.
Hail Sri Ram!
What…
Beat him.
Munni, don't worry.
It's nothing. Doesn't hurt at all.
Doesn't hurt? Hit him.
It does hurt.
All this is scaring her, that's why…
That's why.
Let him go!
How did you come back?
There's another tunnel over there.
- Who told you about this tunnel? - Boo Ali.
Boo Ali.
Sir, I've promised Bajrang Bali…
I won't rest until I reunite Munni with her parents.
- I will teach you… - Rafiq!
Stay back!
Look, I wouldn't have allowed you through here…
even if you had a passport and a visa.
Go back right now.
It's in your best interest.
Sir, I promise I will return to India…
as soon as I find Munni's parents.
Look, exactly ten minutes later…
we'll come back here doing our rounds.
Within those ten minutes, whether you go this way…
or back there, we don't know.
- But, sir… - But…
But if I see you again, I will definitely shoot you.
Come on.
And find out who the hell is Boo Ali?
Hail Sri Ram.
Sir, he's definitely crazy.
You don't care about your life but think about this girl.
Sir, I could've disappeared into the night before you returned.
But I am a devotee of Bajrang Bali, and…
Yeah, we know.
You don't do anything on the sly.
And you've made a promise.
Don't you have anything else to say?
I promise you, I will return to India…
as soon as I take Munni to her parents.
Just give me permission.
I told you to go, so why didn't you?
That wasn't any permission, sir. It would've still been on the sly
Sir, he's completely crazy.
Fine, go.
Sir?
- Sir? - Sir?
- Can I go, sir? - Yes, go.
Munni, let's go.
If you truly are Bajrang Bali's devotee, then do come back.
It's a promise, sir.
Hail Sri Ram!
You're right.
He's definitely crazy.
You're my path
You're my companion
I found myself while looking for you
I am your voice, you're my words
I heard what you never said
Since we met, I feel capable
Since we met, I've achieved everything
With great difficulty The destination has become easy
Because you're the heartbeat And I am the heart
Mister.
Yes, brother.
- Can I get something vegetarian? - What?
Vegetables.
Veggies.
There are vegetables in this.
There's beetroot, capsicum, and peas.
Spinach too. Full of vegetables.
No… only vegetables.
What's wrong? Is the kid unwell?
What's wrong, dear?
No, she's absolutely fine. Then, are you unwell?
No.
Then why do you want to eat only vegetables?
Well, keep that one and take this one away.
- And get me some tea and bread. - Okay.
Bilal.
If you serve me cold bread again like yesterday, I'll whack you.
Understand.
Eat quickly, Munni, and let's get out of here.
Did you eat your fill, Munni?
Now we'll find your parents very quickly!
Stop!
Wait.
- Munni, why is that cop coming this way? - Wait.
- Where are the handcuffs? - What handcuffs?
The one you stole from my belt buckle.
Who steals handcuffs?
Search his bag. Check it.
Wait. Come on. Take a look.
Are there any handcuffs?
There are no handcuffs in it.
Not there? And hers?
What will a small girl do with handcuffs?
Show them, Munni.
Give it, dear.
Give me. Here.
Check it.
What's your name?
- Pawan. - Pawan what?
Pawan Kumar Chaturvedi.
- People call me Bajrangi. - We won't.
Are you Indian?
Yes.
Show me your passport.
I don't have a passport.
You don't have a passport. Then how did you get into Pakistan?
- I crawled under the fence. - Under the fence?
Yes, but I took permission.
I don't like lies.
I don't lie, I am a devotee of Bajrang Bali.
You entered our country in the dead of the night like thieves.
Do you know who does that?
Rats or spies.
I am not a spy.
And Munni is Pakistani.
She's Pakistani.
I see… she's Pakistani.
I see… she's Pakistani!
Yeah, and I am Sachin Tendulkar.
Arrest him.
- Come! - Bring him along.
- Come on. - Move!
People are coming from Karachi to celebrate Eid.
He's back again.
Please, we'll miss the train.
People are coming from Karachi…
What are you doing? Stop them.
Please, we'll miss the train.
People are coming from Karachi to celebrate Eid.
What an ungrateful man!
Go that way.
People are coming from Karachi to celebrate Eid.
What are you doing, madam?
Please go that way, we'll miss the train.
People are arriving in Karachi…
People are arriving in Karachi to celebrate Eid.
What are you doing? Stop them.
Please go that way, we'll miss the train.
People are coming from Karachi to celebrate Eid.
This is Chand Nawab from Chawra along with cameraman Kamil Yusuf.
What an idiot!
Why are you standing in the middle of the road?
What nonsense!
- People are coming-- - You're blabbering here like a fool.
The police just caught an Indian spy.
Indian spy? Where?
At Bilal's eatery.
They are taking him to the police station.
Come on. This is breaking news.
- Did Pawan call? - No.
But he will… soon.
He must have helped Munni board the train by now.
Didn't you tell him to call as soon as he got to Wagah?
I did, maybe he forgot.
Then you could've called him instead.
Hamid sir.
We've reached the police station, please come quickly.
Greetings.
Yeah, greetings.
- Tell us about your mission. - Mission?
Yes, I did get permission.
No, tell me in detail. Start from the beginning.
How did you get into Pakistan?
I crawled under the fence.
How much are they paying you for this dangerous mission?
Pay? Why will I get paid?
I am doing this willingly.
- I see, so you're a patriot. - What?
- What do they call it? - Patriot! Patriot!
- You're a patriot. - Without a doubt.
Without a doubt. What? Patriot. Patriot!
What's the role of the kid?
Get the kid in frame.
Munni's the main reason.
That's enough, get lost.
Get in front.
Hurry up.
As you saw in our exclusive footage…
An Indian spy was arrested along with his six-year-old companion…
from Chawra district.
The child's been trained so well…
that she didn't even speak a word.
This is Chand Nawab, along with cameraman Kamil Yusuf, Chawra.
- Shall we do it once more? - Got it.
Flabby policeman.
Stop recording.
Sir.
It's an Indian number.
What happened?
His phone's switched off.
Sir, I just got an explosive interview.
Of an Indian spy.
I swear, this will make your channel number one in Pakistan.
It's Chand Nawab.
Says he has interviewed an Indian spy.
What nonsense! Tell him I am not here.
- Shamsher sir isn't here. - Oh no, that's a problem.
Anyway, ask him to call me as soon as he gets back.
Until then I'll prepare a report.
Hello. Hello?
Hello.
What's your motive behind coming to Pakistan?
How many times do I tell you?
I came here to unite Munni with her parents.
Keep lying and you'll never see daylight again.
I don't lie.
Where are you going?
What happened, Munni?
Do you know that place?
Is that where your home is?
Munni…
This is Munni's home.
- What's going on here? - We found it, sir.
- We found Munni's home. - What's this charade?
- What's your name? - She can't speak.
Can't speak?
Why? Has the cat got her tongue?
Let me see.
Show me. Open up.
Open up.
Open your mouth.
According to our sources,
the Indian spy is being kept under tight security.
It's being said that he'll be shifted directly to Islamabad.
Where are you shifting to?
Look.
Come quickly.
Come on. Get on.
I have the camera, how are you going to shoot?
There… in the bus.
Come on.
Pedal harder!
You can't do it.
I am going to spy on this spy.
Let's take this, it is faster.
Where are you going?
Let's go on this.
- Ticket. - Thank God we got away, Munni
Hello.
Sir, this is Chand Nawab, from district Chawra.
- That Indian spy is in the bus. - Which bus?
The same bus I am in.
He's right in front of me, come quickly.
You fool, which bus is it?
It's en route to Alipur, it's called Chhammo Diwani.
Ticket.
Do you recognize this place?
Don't joke, mister.
Just tell me where you want to go.
This child is from Pakistan.
I don't know how she got to India. Alone.
I think she got separated from her parents.
She can't speak, but she recognizes this place.
I am sure she belongs from somewhere around here.
Are you from India?
Yes!
How?
I crawled under the fence of the border.
But with permission.
You came all the way to Pakistan…
- to find the parents of this child? - Yes.
Why?
Surprising, brother.
I wish there were more people like you in both our countries.
Show me the picture.
- Sir… - Speak properly.
Stop stammering…
- He escaped, sir. - What?
Does anyone recognize this place?
Take a good look.
Brother?
No.
There? Must be that one.
Quickly.
That one.
That way. Come on.
What's wrong, sir?
Did a man in a brown sweater get on this bus, along with a kid?
No, sir. No such man got on this bus?
Has anyone seen a man along with a small kid?
No, sir. We haven't.
No.
Chand Nawab said it was this bus.
Get down.
Sir, that girl was pointing towards a picture of the mountains.
Maybe that's her home.
Where's the photo?
They took the photo.
Check all the buses on the highway.
- Come on. - Yes.
Either you're very brave… or a big fool.
You just entered Pakistan, without any fear.
This was the only way to bring Munni to Pakistan.
Yes, that's okay.
But how will you find her parents?
Bajrang Bali will help me.
Even in Pakistan?
Pakistan…
You'll be safe here tonight.
- But brother, be sure to leave by dawn. - Yes.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
- What place is this? - Mosque.
Forgive me, Bajrang Bali. Forgive me.
Greetings.
What's wrong, young man?
Are you sick? You look restless.
What's wrong with me?
- I am absolutely fine. - Then why are you standing out here?
Let's go in.
Hey, listen.
- Why didn't you come yesterday? - I'm sorry.
Go on.
Sit in the class, I am coming.
- I can't go in. - Why?
I am not a Muslim.
So what, brother?
This place is open to everyone.
That's why we never lock the mosque.
Come on.
Come on, children, to your places.
So, that's the case.
I've never been to the mountainous regions.
But there are some children in my class, who belong from there.
Let me ask.
Children.
Yes, teacher
Yes.
Everyone take a good look at this picture…
and tell me where it is.
And whoever gives the right answer will get a reward.
- Me! - Tell me.
Stop.
Reverse.
Wasn't he with Chand Nawab?
Come here.
Listen.
- Catch him. - Get him.
Teacher, this is Switzerland.
Arshad, if you don't know pass it to someone else.
Honestly, teacher, this is Switzerland.
See, it's written here in English.
Switzerland!
Munni, are you from Switzerland?
Stop.
Stop, don't run.
- Stop. My cycle! - Stop right there.
Stop.
Such mesmerizing mountains are found in Kashmir.
Kashmir?
Will I have to go back to India?
No, mister.
We have a part of it too.
- What? - Kashmir.
Dear.
Stop, please keep these weapons in your car first.
Priest, did you see a stranger lurking around?
There are no strangers in the house of God.
This stranger can be dangerous.
He's an Indian spy.
You think I have the formula for the atom bomb…
which he'll come here to steal.
But if you see anything strange, then do inform us.
Of course.
It's difficult to get out of here.
What now?
I have an idea.
Bajrang Bali, how much more are you going to test your devotee?
You made me sleep in the mosque.
Made me wear this burka
Please help us find Munni's parents before I get circumcised.
I'll be indebted to you.
- What? - Oh, God!
He's gone to Pakistan.
You said he'll take Munni to Attari station and come back.
How could he go to Pakistan?
Who gave him a passport and visa?
He's gone without them.
Without…
He's gone to Pakistan without a passport and a visa.
Please calm down, you'll get sick.
You don't know what those Pakistanis will do to him.
I can't handle even one.
And the priest has two.
The police must be patrolling the roads.
Walk through the fields to get to Khanewal.
Thank you.
Oh, God!
You're doing a good deed.
I'll pray to Allah that you find her parents.
Goodbye.
What do you say?
Hail Lord Ram?
Hail Lord Ram!
Shall we go?
This is all your fault.
If you hadn't been obstinate about sending Munni home…
Pawan wouldn't have gone himself.
He's in trouble because of you.
Now do something.
What can I do?
If you don't do anything, then I'll go to Pakistan looking for him.
What?
Oh, God!
Without a visa!
I can't wear this anymore.
I can't breathe or walk.
Look, one of us has to pose as the wife.
The police are looking for two men along with a child.
Then you pose as the wife.
I see.
If anyone asks, you will readily tell him…
that my name is Pawan Kumar Chaturvedi, I am from India.
I am a devotee of Bajrang Bali.
I took permission to get here.
And I have come crawling under the fences.
Right, Munni?
Look, people are coming.
Cover your face. Come on.
And walk with some grace.
Munni, will you do one thing for me?
Munni is going to get caught.
Mister.
- Mister. - She's safe.
This is wrong?
Things always go wrong when you lie.
- You wait and watch. - You spoke again, dear.
Cover your face. Come on.
This car's just…
Mister, can I help you?
Come on.
Sit inside.
- You hit the ignition, when I tell you to. - Okay.
Yes, did you find anything?
Takes time, mister. Takes time sir, to find the right nerve.
Are you a mechanic or a physician?
Turn it on?
What did you do?
Again.
This is what I did.
Wow! You fixed it so quickly.
It's our duty to help fellow companions.
- Thank you very much. - Goodbye.
Can I drop you somewhere?
What's your name, dear?
She can't talk, sir? She's mute.
Yes.
How does a mother feel?
What do the doctors say, ma'am?
She can't talk either?
Same-to-same.
It's hereditary.
Oh my.
It's fate.
Yes, that's true.
You're heading towards Khanewal, right?
No. But don't worry, I'll get you home.
No, no, no need to take the trouble. Just drop us at the highway.
It won't be a problem at all.
I will tell one of my constables.
And he'll drop you home in his jeep.
Yes… Constable?
Yes, I am the area's inspector.
I was on leave today.
But I am going back because there's an emergency.
Emergency?
An Indian spy is at large here.
Let's see how long he can escape!
- Where's Chand Nawab? - I don't know.
You don't know?
I don't know.
I swear I don't know.
The last I saw him, he was boarding the bus after the spy
I tried calling him.
But his phone's switched off.
Come on.
Call him right now. In front of me!
It's switched off.
Come, mister.
I've reached my destination.
Now my man will take you to yours.
- Sir. - Sir.
- Sir… - Come.
- Hasan. - Yes, sir.
- Come here. - Yes.
They are my special guests,
and he is a great mechanic as well.
Take them to their home in Khanewal.
Yes, sir. Come.
Thank you, sir.
No, thank you. You really helped me a lot.
How about some snacks before you go?
- No, we'll go. - Come.
Come.
Come. Sit.
Carefully.
Goodbye.
Keep calling him every hour.
He'll answer sometime.
- Where is your house? - Just a little ahead.
You don't know the way.
We're coming back after a long time.
Actually, we eloped and got married.
So her father's angry with us.
This is it.
- Stop here. - It's this one.
Thank God we found your home.
You even forgot your home.
- What can I say? - It's alright.
Call Waqar.
Yes, sir.
What's the information on that spy from headquarters?
Sir the spy's name is Pawan aka Bajrangi.
And there's a local journalist accompanying him.
Chand Nawab.
- Come, I'll see you in. - No, thank you.
Thank you for bringing us here.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
- Take care. - Yes.
Father. How are you?
- Who are you? - Forsake your anger.
Look, I've brought your daughter and granddaughter.
Come, dear.
Who is this child and what is she doing?
But I don't have a daughter.
There's no point in arguing on the streets.
Let's go inside and you can scold me as much as you want.
- I don't know you… - We got married without your permission.
- You're angry with us. - But…
- Hit me. Hit me. Hit me.
- Hit me. Hit me. - Uncle, forget it.
Oh, come on. Hit me.
Hit me.
Let's go in.
- Why do I go in? - Forget it, uncle.
Dear.
Get my shoe.
Someone's barging in our house.
Oh God!
Listen!
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
And there's a little girl with them.
Little girl? How old?
Around five or six years old.
Five or six years…
- And she can't speak! - She can't speak?
Yes, sir.
Don't just stand there and stare at me.
Radio Hasan immediately.
- Uncle. - Who is it?
Uncle. Open the door.
Don't break down the door.
- You? - Where are they?
Who?
Your daughter and son-in-law.
How many times do I have to tell you…
I don't have a daughter or a son-in-law.
Where are those people…
who were calling themselves your daughter and son-in-law?
I don't know.
They left as soon as you did.
One day draped in the color of love
On the corner of your lane
I'll write my name along With yours, on your palm
Then you'll stop being formal
Lower your eyes
And rest your head on my shoulder, O life
Tell me something, O life
Where do I find you, O life?
Tell me something, O life
Where do I find you, O life?
On a star-filled night We'll read your letter together
And the page that you left blank
You can fill in your complaints And I will do it too
Just don't get angry, O life
Tell me something, O life
Where do I find you, O life?
Tell me something, O life
Where do I find you, O life?
I exist where you do
Everywhere I see, I see you
You're the dawn of love
You're the prayers in my heart
You're the only one I speak of
You're the sights, you're the breeze
You're the beautiful ambiance
You're peace, you're serenity
I exist where you do
Everywhere I see, I see you
You're the dawn of love
You're the prayers in my heart
You're the only one I speak of
You're the sights, you're the breeze
You're the beautiful ambiance
You're peace, you're serenity
I exist where you do
Everywhere I see, I see you
You're the dawn of love
You're the prayers in my heart
Chand Nawab, I was thinking about…
turning myself over to the police.
Then somehow the police will find her home.
Don't even think about it.
You will rot in jail for the rest of your life…
and no one will ever have a clue.
And what do you think the police…
are going to try as hard as you, to find her house?
They will look for a day or two…
and then they will send Munni to some orphanage.
I won't let that happen.
I promised Bajrang Bali…
that I will take Munni home.
And I will.
- Listen… - I can clearly say that…
I challenge all of you…
There is one way to help you.
TV!
TV?
There is no weight in the story.
What are you saying, sir?
An Indian is helping a Pakistani mute girl.
According to me, it's an explosive story.
No, but your story on the spy was much better.
What about that?
- But, sir, he's not a spy. - That's that, then.
Goodbye.
Hello. Hello.
Sir…
What's the point of showing this story?
A child will be reunited with her parents.
Reunite with her parents?
Look, we sell news…
this is not Hazrat Amin Shah's shrine…
where we reunite the separated.
- But, sir… - Goodbye then.
Hello.
Hatred is easy to sell.
But love…
What is Hazrat Amin Shah's shrine?
It's a famous shrine.
It's said that everyone's wishes get fulfilled there.
- Why haven't we gone there yet? - I see.
Every time you see a shrine or mosque, you turn pale.
Remember when we were in Alipur Mosque?
You ran like you had seen a ghost.
I am willing to go to any shrine for Munni.
Then let's catch a bus tonight.
It's ringing.
- Kaamil. - Hello, Brother Chand.
Thank God. I was worried for you.
Where are you?
- Is there anyone around you? - No. There's no one.
Where are you? With that spy?
He's not a spy. He's a very nice man.
What do you mean by he's not a spy?
He only came here to bring a girl home.
But where are you now?
We're going to Hazrat Amin Shah's shrine.
It's said that everyone's wishes get fulfilled there.
Okay, brother, take care. Goodbye.
Come on.
He comes to Your threshold With a heavy heart
O Prophet, you beckon anyone you want
I've come to thee with my head bowed
If you're willing, you can make all wrongs Right
Go on, I'll join you.
Where are you going?
Fulfill my wishes, O Mohammad
I won't go back empty-handed
Fulfill my wishes, O Mohammad
I won't go back empty-handed
Fulfill my wishes, O Mohammad
I won't go back empty-handed
Fulfill my wishes, O Mohammad
I won't go back empty-handed
My eyes are filled with tears
And my heart's full of sorrows
My eyes are filled with tears
And my heart's full of sorrows
Move aside. Move.
Greetings.
This is Chand Nawab.
And today I am going to tell you about a man…
who entered our country without a visa…
by crawling under the border fences, and his name is Bajrangi.
I won't go back empty-handed
- Fulfill my wishes - O Lord.
- Fulfill my wishes - Everyone's
- Fulfill my wishes - O Prophet
Fulfill my wishes, O benevolent master
I won't go back empty-handed
Just like the police, even I believed…
that this man is an Indian spy.
But now, I know he is not a spy.
Then who is he?
Why did he come to our country? What does he want?
Bajrangi is a common man like you and me…
and he has just one motive for coming here.
Love.
His love for a six-year-old Pakistani mute girl…
who got separated from her parents in India.
When all other options failed…
Bajrangi had only this one option left to reunite her with her parents.
Look at what's happened to me
While searching for you, O Prophet
Look at what's happened to me
While searching for you, O Prophet
Every channel has refused to show this story.
They say it's nonsense.
No one's interested in it.
So please help Bajrangi Bhaijaan…
so that he can take this kid home, and return to his country…
safe and sound.
Console my heart, O Prophet
I've come from far with great expectations
Console my heart, O Prophet
I've come from far with great expectations
Bless me with your grace as well
Until you
Until you don't answer my prayers
I won't leave your threshold
Fulfill my wishes, O benevolent master
I won't go back empty-handed
Fulfill my wishes, O Mohammad
I won't go back empty-handed
You know what's in my heart
You've been counting heartbeats
You know what's in my heart
You've been counting heartbeats
My sighs will reach the moon
Your stars will answer my prayers
My sighs will reach the moon
Your stars will answer my prayers
Someday the dawn will come, O Prophet
Until you don't answer my prayers
I won't leave your threshold
Fulfill my wishes, O benevolent master
I won't go back empty-handed
Ali in my soul!
O Ali…
Call him.
He brought the police along. Come here.
Ali in my soul!
They are closing in.
He isn't answering.
Answer the phone.
- Answer the phone. - Why?
I'll tell you.
He picked it up. Hello, Brother Chand. Are you okay?
Yes.
- Did you go to the shrine? - Yes, I did last night.
To pray for Munni.
I see, so where are you now?
Now… we just left for Gojra.
You left for Gojra?
- I see. - Okay, I'll call you later.
- Goodbye. - Take care.
- Brother, finally you lied. - No, I didn't.
- But you made me lie. - So what?
Haven't you seen Mahabharat on television?
Is it a movie?
Is it a new movie?
If you recognize this girl or know anything about her…
then please leave your phone number on this website.
We will definitely call you.
With cameraman Chand…
I have added shots of the two of you in the video.
The internet is a powerful tool, brother.
Did anyone leave their number?
Only a few people have seen it so far. It will grow soon.
Munni, do you want to watch it?
Let me rewind it.
Move aside.
What happened, Munni?
What did you see, Munni?
Rewind. Rewind.
What happened, Munni?
Pause. Pause. Pause.
Do you know her?
Is she your mother?
Rewind. Rewind.
Look Chand Bhai, she got off the bus!
What time did that bus arrive?
Around 8:30 a.m.
Find out where the 8:30 a.m. bus comes from.
It's here.
Brother, where is this bus coming from?
Where do you want to go?
We want to know where it's coming from.
You're a strange man.
Strange or not, first tell us where the bus is coming from.
Jehanabad.
Munni, is your village's name Jehanabad?
And before that comes Ursail.
Ursail.
And before that comes Karimabad.
Karimabad.
And before that…
District Sultanpur.
District Sultanpur?
- Munni, you're from Sultanpur?! - Sultanpur.
Munni's from Sultanpur.
Sultanpur.
Sir.
Sir, take a look at this video.
Chand Nawab posted this video yesterday.
This is just outside the mosque.
Sir, they never came to Gojra.
We checked all the houses, offices, and shops.
They aren't here.
Send pictures from this video to all the inspectors in the area.
And stop all vehicles and check them.
- Immediately. - Yes, sir.
Did you spot your village?
Brother.
Listen to me carefully.
Come on, get down.
Bring the vehicle forward.
- Come on, get down. - Everyone, get in the line.
Come up.
Come on.
Go ahead.
Take off your shawl!
Take it off!
Catch him. That's him.
- Catch him. - Come on.
Where are you running off to?
Surround him.
Stop.
Catch him.
Munni?
Give me your slumber
And take my sights
May no one cast an evil eye on you
Give me your slumber, take my sights
Your night has finally seen the dawn
Since we met, I feel capable
Since we met, I achieved everything
With great difficulty The destination has become easy
Because you're the heartbeat And I am the heart
Greetings.
This is Chand Nawab.
And today I am going to tell you about a man
who entered our country without a visa,
by crawling under the border fences, and his name is Bajrangi.
Just like the police, even I believed
that this man is an Indian spy.
But now, I know he is not a spy.
Then who is he?
Why did he come to our country?
What does he want?
Bajrangi is a common man like you and me…
and he has just one motive for coming here.
Love.
His love for a six-year-old Pakistani mute girl…
who got separated from her parents in India.
When all other options failed,
Bajrangi had only this one option left to reunite her with her parents.
Every channel has refused to show this story.
They say it's nonsense.
No one's interested in it.
So please help Bajrangi Bhaijaan.
So that he can take this kid home, and return to his country…
safe and sound.
If you recognize this girl or know anything about her…
then please paste your phone number on this website.
We will definitely call you.
This is Chand Nawab, with cameraman Chand Nawab, Kashmir.
BAJRANGI BHAIJAAN: SAVOUR OR SPY?
I don't care what the press, the media, and the common man are thinking.
For us, he's an Indian spy.
But, sir, the child's parents have confirmed
that she did get separated in India.
But, sir, the people of Pakistan
are growing sympathetic towards him.
So then, tell the press and the media…
that he has admitted that he's an Indian spy.
Then we'll see about the people's sympathy.
Tell your men to get information from India quickly.
Sir.
This child couldn't speak, I remember that clearly.
Yes, and this man brought her here.
He was saying she was lost.
Stop it.
Hello.
Sir, Kurukshetra Police Station
and our men at the Delhi Commission have verified his story.
He did go there with this girl.
This man can't be a spy.
You don't get to decide who's what, Mr. Hamid Khan.
That's my job!
Your job is to make him confess
- that he's a spy. - But, sir…
And yes, if you can't do this job then tell me now.
We have other capable officers.
And I think you might need a vacation.
They want Pawan's confession at any cost.
All my life I've worked towards…
the glory and protection of this country.
But if this man…
If this man is thrown in a Pakistani jail for the rest of his life…
then that will be against the glory of our country.
And I won't let that happen.
Hello.
Who?
Hamid sir.
Yes, sir.
Yes.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Very good, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Get the camera out. Come on.
- What? - Get the camera out.
Come on.
Sir.
Sir, there's a new video on the Bajrangi story.
- Okay, roll the bulletin. - Okay, sir.
Sister Rasika.
Brother Bajrangi's on television.
Pakistani reporter Chand Nawab has posted a new video…
of Pawan Chaturvedi, aka Bajrangi Bhaijaan…
who is locked up in a Pakistan jail.
Pawan Chaturvedi, or better known as Bajrangi Bhaijaan…
is an Indian who risked his life to reunite
a small child with her parents in Pakistan.
Run this story immediately.
Why did Bajrangi do such a thing?
For money? Fame?
No!
Bajrangi did this because he has a clean and honest heart.
He did it because he didn't see Shahida as a Pakistani…
but as another human being.
But unfortunately, this godsent man
is stuck amid the hatred between the two countries.
And today, this hatred has forced Bajrangi…
to hide like a criminal in Pakistan.
Let's end this hatred now.
And we need to do this.
We the people of both countries…
who want to raise our children with love, not hatred.
So come, let's finish this hatred.
Tomorrow morning, let's together head towards Narowal Checkpost.
What nonsense is this?
Seal the Narowal border.
Let the people from both countries come there and see to it…
that no one stops Pawan Chaturvedi, my Bajrangi
from crossing the border!
Or stop him from going home.
With cameraman Kamil Yusuf, this is Chand Nawab.
Chand Bhai, Munni?
Brother, we have fulfilled our promise made to Bajrang Bali.
Munni…
Shahida.
Shahida is with her parents now.
Shahida?
Yes, Shahida.
Shahida.
- Shahida. - Pawan.
Let's go, Pawan. Come on.
Come.
Do come back.
And this time don't crawl under the fence.
But with a proper visa.
I promise.
Come on.
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
Stop.
Open the gate.
Sir, we have orders to arrest you.
If this man had risked his life…
to bring back your lost child, wouldn't you have opened the gate?
You know I can't open the gate.
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
Do you hear these voices?
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
It's the voice of the people of Pakistan.
If they can see the difference between right and wrong,
then why can't you?
You're a soldier.
You know better.
We have orders, sir.
To stop this man from crossing the border.
But…
There's just a handful of us.
Compared to the thousands of you.
Do you understand?
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
Shahida?
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
- Bajrangi Bhaijaan! - Shahida.
Bajrangi Bhaijaan!
Pawan.
Brother Pawan.
Pawan!
Uncle!
Jai Shree Ram!
Uncle!
Jai Shree Ram!
Uncle!
Because you're the heartbeat And I am the heart