"No one knows what primodal sound is, or who is the one who gives you your soul."
"Lord is everywhere, but ego takes a toll."
"People seek to understand the omnipresent Lord through different scriptures."
"They have formed so many castes and religions."
"Different names, but address the same Lord.'
"There are different religions, but they all have the same purpose."
"There are different people, but they are all children of Lord."
Hello.
Do not fear.
We are here to help you.
Please don't fear from us.
We will give you food and shelter.
Please come.
What is wrong, dear?
Nothing.
I was just wondering...
How can a person get through such circumstances?
One can, dear.
If you had seen their state before they came to this camp..
..then you would have perhaps started to hate humanity.
Do you see that small girl?
Hmm.
She doesn't know where her parents are.
And that old woman...
They murdered her two young sons, right in front of her.
All the people here..
..have nothing else left to lose except for their lives.
I don't know whether they have forsaken God...
Or God has forsaken them.
It's a universally known fact:
Time keeps changing.
Sometimes you manage to defeat time.
And sometimes time manages to defeat you.
We too have gone through the phase when time defeated us.
The time of Mir Mannu:
'Sikh prisoners were flogged instead of being fed.'
Don't take my son away!
'Women were made to wear garlands..'
'..made from the chopped pieces of their children.'
'The time when more valuable than a horse or an elephant..'
'..was a beheaded Sikh's head.'
History bears witness:
The first drop water on the scorching earth has to sacrifice itself.
And the plant of freedom is flourishes only when nurtured with blood.
We too have lost blood, lots of blood.
And then we got a chance to rule our land.
The reign of Maharaja Ranjit Singh:
'Blessed are those...'
'Who take the name of Lord!'
as a single caste of humanity. Recognize all of mankind
Though Sikhs are reigning at the movement..
..it doesn't mean no one else can stay here.
This isn't a Maharaj's court or Ranjit Singh's court.
This is God's court.
Everyone will be treated equally here.
Your land will stay in your name.
Everyone will be given a right to follow his or her religion.
Blessed are those...
Who take the name of Lord!
What is she saying?
She says: we too have lost blood...
Then why didn't we get freedom?
You don't get freedom just by losing blood.
You need two things to get freedom.
Passion and determination.
When these two things come together, it gives birth to a rebel.
And when that rebel sheds his blood, the freedom movement begins.
Its easy to talk but tough to bear.
I am not trying to preach anything here.
Our ancestors have faced this vexation.
The air we get to breathe today...
It has once been past the pyres of our ancestors.
I am talking about those ancestors..
..who risked their lives to protect the land..
..of those who had infiltrated ours.
Brothers, I have left my work and come here.
There is nothing lacking in life except for freedom.
Uncle, these Englishmen, they call us slaves.
This means, they think we are their slaves.
What can be worse than someone calling your motherland its slave?
Hence, it's time for action.
We need to take our freedom back.
From whom do we have to take the freedom back, Bachittar Singh?
He means freedom from the Englishmen.
Bachittar Singh, I think we are free.
Your country, your rule.
This is what freedom means.
When we will go to the office and ask why the work wasn't done...
When profits earned in Punjab, will stay in Punjab, and not got to England...
When we will rule our own country...
This is what freedom means.
Englishmen were born to rule.
We were born to till the land.
One day you won't be able to that either.
What do you want to say, Sajjan?
Stand up and say it.
It's very simple, uncle.
Thief steals only from those household where people aren't alert.
World always suppresses the one who is considered weak.
Englishmen say that they have brought progress to our country.
Where is the progress?
Earlier we used to bow before the kings..
..now we bow before the Englishmen.
Progress means everyone moves forward, together.
Uncle, have you ever thought why are all officer posts given to Englishmen?
Why do we have to salute them?
Why don't they salute us?
You should give me your support and your time.
Everything else will be handled.
I hope the number of attendees doubles next month...
And all of them willing to support us.
Goodbye.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
Well done, young man.
You have started saying such mature things.
Just talking won't help anymore, uncle.
We will all have to follow Bachittar Singh's path.
Sir...
Black coffee for you.
Madam...
Tea with less sugar for you.
I like your dedication, Dayal Singh.
Thank you.
He's the most loyal person I have ever seen.
Isn't he, John?
Perhaps.
Madam...?
He served us for 10 long years.
Been honest to us.
Don't you think we should do something for him?
Yes.
Yes, of course, dear.
Sir...
I've a request to make.
Give my son a job in the army.
Please, darling.
Okay.
Send him over.
If he deserves it, he will get it.
Thank you very much, sir.
Thank you very much.
You are welcome.
Thank you so much, dear.
Anything for you, Hannah.
You try putting some sense into him, Kartar Kaur.
It's out of my hands now.
John sir will give him a job as soon as he goes there.
After a few months of training, he will start working for sir.
He will go in the morning and return in the evening.
He will stay at home.
Son, with lord's grace you have attended school for two years.
Possibly, after a few years, you might get a decent post.
At least tell me why don't you want to take up this job.
Mother, this isn't called a job, its called slavery.
What do you want?
You want the Englishmen to salute you?
He talks about slavery!
I feel like taking John sir's gun and shooting Tara, that teacher of yours.
He has made you go crazy.
You shouldn't be so dependent on a foreigner's weapon, father.
You will see...
When this country runs out of people like Tara uncle..
..these Englishmen will not just tax us for sowing grains but for eating them as well.
Sajjan, such a senior officer wants to meet you.
Kartar Kaur, he isn't destined to lead a happy life.
He wants to keep getting his hands dirty in the mud, let him.
Hannah madam too recommended him.
Poor Hannah...
Isn't he getting too emotional over Hannah?
I am worried about him.
Hannah!
Shut up.
I don't know how I will face John sir.
He doesn't want to take up a job.
But he will surely make me lose my job.
At least drink the milk.
Giving milk to the one who has Hannah in his mind?
Don't make me hit you.
You should listen to your father, sometimes.
[Teaching Urdu alphabets]
Memorize these.
Understood?
You are great, uncle.
You have been talking about rights all this while...
And now you want me to take up the job?
Sajjan, my grandfather used to say:
The higher the wall, the deeper its foundation.
Our movement needs to be big.
Just involving villagers won't be enough.
We need to spread this to those educated people who work under these Englishmen.
No one is going to listen to us.
And you know... wet explosive never catches fire.
That's the reason I am asking you to do it, Sajjan.
You have the required heat and fire.
The heat will make it go dry again.
And the fire will make the explosive explode.
Honestly speaking, I didn't understand a thing.
But I'll agree if you insist.
After all, you got your education from Lahore.
Sajjan...
This isn't a joke.
You'll need to leave the village to wake up those who are asleep.
Hadn't you said that we will have to follow Bachittar Singh's path?
You are fortunate.
You are getting a chance to follow this path.
But remember one thing:
Paths are made only when people walk on them.
Understood?
Come on kids, repeat after me.
[Teaching Urdu alphabets]
Come, son.
Behave yourself, okay?
Sit down.
Sir...
Good morning.
He is my son, Sajjan.
Sajjan...
Greet him.
You are getting this job thanks to your father's 10 years of hard work.
You have no scope of making any mistakes.
We have already made many mistakes.
I am not here to repeat them.
Sir, he says that he will be honest and dedicative in his work.
You are fortunate to be able to join the Indian British Army.
It's been just a day and I am already missing my family.
I wonder why I don't miss my family.
Greetings.
Where's room number twenty-four?
Why? Who are you?
Sajjan Singh from Maani Sayal.
I am Dheera from Sangatpura.
Enough.
How many times will you say it?
By the way, I am Teja Singh from village Chak 34.
Dheera, please don't take this otherwise.
You don't look tough.
Open a small restaurant or something in your village.
What are you doing in the army?
Small restaurants' income isn't enough to fulfill the basic needs.
I lost my father when I was young.
I was burdened with all the responsibilities.
Of my mother, of the house.
One needs a government job to fulfill basic needs.
True.
You don't look tough either.
What are you doing in the army?
This isn't about being tough or soft, brother.
I have a lot of fire in me.
I loved weapons ever since I was a kid.
So, to fulfill that dream I could be either a dacoit or a soldier.
I thought being a dacoit would only give me a bad name.
Hence, I joined the army.
I am pierce through the back of a flying crow.
He is a liar.
A compulsive liar.
Right.
Since when do crow fly on their back?
And why have you joined the army?
Well, my reasons are quite serious and deep.
Hmm.
Where's room number twenty-four?
Another one for twenty-four.
Okay, start introducing yourself.
My name is Laxman Das.
Son of Kishori Das.
From Amritsar.
Huh?
Yes.
Come here.
Stand here.
You are very good in English.
What are you doing in the army?
My father is working for Englishmen as a secretary.
And my reason is quite big, brother.
I want a big post in the army.
Some have big reasons, some have deep reasons.
I wonder why just my reasons lie somewhere in the middle.
Come on, room twenty-four, follow me.
Anyone else for room twenty-four? - Keep going, brother.
Cadets, good morning.
My name is Edward Brown.
I am your training in-charge.
Jagtar?
Yes, sir.
First of all, the three rules of the army.
Discipline, Honor and Punctuality.
Give respect to the officers senior to you.
And do everything on time.
Never be late.
No one will get any leaves during the training period.
No one can go home.
Army's training is very strict.
Are you ready?
Yes, sir!
The training had just began...
Then?
You must have undergone six months of training, right?
Yes.
Fifteen days.
Just fifteen days.
It had been just fifteen days when Philips, a senior officer..
..he approached me and said Mela Singh..
..you don't need any training. You already know everything.
Really?
What do you mean by really? Do you think I am lying?
Can't you keep quiet and listen to me?
Then I told him:
Sir, don't ruin the unit's atmosphere because of me.
If you clear me so soon then the new recruits will be disheartened.
You were right, Bomb uncle.
I have just began, my little brother.
There's more.
It had been just a year since I joined.
There was a war at Malakand.
Oh.- Yes.
Late in the night, cold winds blowing...
We got a message requesting help.
For some reason, we couldn't help.
That's very bad. - Yes.
We lost many soldiers that night.
Then what?
Next morning at sunrise...
Uncle, sun rises from here.
You can raise it from there.
You love to disturb me.
Next morning at sunrise, Colonel Philips is furious.
He called me.
He said: Mela Singh!
I said: Yes, sir!
He said: Here's to the keys to the Bombs carrier.
I don't think I need to explain anything anymore.
There's nothing left to be explained.
Enough.
This is what I said to everyone as well.
Then my little brother, I didn't bother about young or old Afghanis.
I started the vehicle and started dropping bombs.
Here bombs, there bombs, bombs thrown on the terrace...
Bombs thrown on the knees.
A bomb under his arms.
Don't be scared.
We took the post back, my little brother.
Oh!
Uncle, which regiment were you from?
Punjab 56.
Malakhand war was won by 45 sikh.
Any doubts?
I used to respect you a lot, uncle.
Now I respect you even more.
Enough, enough.
Only one soldier knows how to respect another soldier.
That's enough, soldier. - Enough, enough.
Let me tell you, this boy will surely learn something from me. - Father!
Let me tell you... - Father!
Yes?
Lambardar just sent in a message.
Army wants you back.
Really?
Why are you being stubborn, Sajjan?
I will talk to John sir.
He will never say no to me.
What will you tell John, father?
What all will you tell him?
You were adamant that I should work for them.
And now when they need me, you want me shy away from it?
Fine, Mr. Smartypants.
I agree I made a mistake.
I made a mistake.
Forgive me.
But I still hold so much power there that..
..sir will hold you back for some or the other job.
Then what will be the difference between them and us.
They keep exploiting us for their selfish reasons..
..and we keep taking their salaries for our selfish reasons.
That is not possible.
What's wrong with you?
Why aren't you saying anything?
Sajjan!
Sajjan, why don't you listen to me?
You are my only son.
You are the reason that's keeping me alive.
Do you have any idea how big this war is?
Whether you will come back or...
Father...
To turn your back to your responsibility too is as good as dying.
You know what the villagers will say?
Dayal got his son into the army.
But he got scared when there was a war.
Kartar Kaur!
Try to talk some sense into him if you can.
Let him go.
I have given birth to a son.
I cannot keep him under lock and key.
Kartar...
I have always told him never to be scared.
whatever you take in hand. You should finish
No matter how many obstacles you face.
And stick to your word.
So today...
Today, how can I say that all this was a lie? - Mother!
Hey!
You with us?
Yes.
Really?
Which regiment?
Lahore Division.
Indian British Army.
Oh, my God!
What chance we've got of winning now?
What is he saying, Subedar Sahib?
Nothing. Let's go.
Is he staring?
I think so, yeah.
You bloody Idiots!
Do you realize it's Germans you are fighting?
Do these men even know how to handle their riffles?
Time will tell everything.
Don't worry.
Time will tell?
We'll see if you are trained for that!
And my grandmother says, we have the most intelligent government in the world.
What are they saying, Laxman?
He's asking whether you even know how to handle a riffle.
Have you received any training?
You are talking about handling the riffles? - Sajjan!
No, Subedar Sahib.
We have to reply.
Laxman, tell them we know how to handle a riffle.
But we can tear apart men like you with our bare hands.
Angry man!
Come on man, let's see you fight!
Stop it! Sajjan! - Come on, fight me!
Stop it, I said.
Come on!
Stop it! Officer!
That's enough!
This is not yet finished.
I am sorry, sir.
I apologize on behalf of Sajjan Singh.
It won't happen again.
As you were!
Yes, sir!
Sajjan Singh, this shouldn't happen again.
If you want to fight the war, win it...
Then get this straight.
Keep cool over here.
And keep this warm.
Understand?
Subedar Sahib...
They cuss us.
And we should face bullets for them?
I have fought wars at the Northwest Front.
The bullets you are talking about..
..I have taken those bullets on my chest. - Understand?
What did you gain?
He addressed us as idiots.
We have a right to respect.
We should get the respect we deserve.
Sajjan Singh...
The biggest right in the world is the right to religion.
And they have given it to us.
You are a Sikh.
You are a Muslim.
You are a Hindu.
They at least don't disrespect our religion.
They don't, do they?
They don't force us to change our religion, do they?
No matter what you say, Subedar Sahib..
..we are here to help them and not to get cussed by them.
This is the difference, Dheera.
I am here for my country, my village, my people.
I am here to help them.
If we win this war for them...
Then our country will surely attain freedom.
It will surely attain freedom.
Your help is worthless if done as a favor.
Remember this, everyone.
this war at any cost! We will have to win
sacrifice our lives for it! Even if we have to
We must win this war!
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Right.
Zorawar Singh!
Yes, sir!
I admire your passion, Zorawar Singh!
Thank you, sir.
We have to win this war.
I heard about the incidence between Jack and Major Campbell.
If there is no apology, there will be a formal investigation.
I appreciate this, sir.
Thank you.
Just keep your spirits high.
He says keep your spirits high.
Yes, sir!
Zorawar Singh, I need to speak to you.
Yes, sir.
After you, sir.
Keep up the good work.
Regiment, go to the barracks.
Englishman shook your hand.
That too when he wasn't wearing any gloves.
It's a big thing, brother.
I've heard that British officers don't remove their gloves..
..even when visiting toilets.
Boys, ask Sajjan whether he wants the top bunk or the bottom bunk?
Otherwise, after I warm the blanket..
..he will come and say it is my right to sleep here.
He always talks about rights these days.
Sajjan, I always thought that these Englishmen are always right.
But my doubts got cleared today.
Right.
Sajjan, always keep me by your side.
This is the first time an Englishman paid heed to an Indian.
Teja, if you speak the truth, everyone will listen..
..black or white, his color shouldn't make a difference.
Uncle, you should keep your bedding in the bottom bunk.
I sleep well in the top bunk.
I need two blankets.
And tea at around 04:30.
You never know with me.
I might complain to Smith first thing in the morning.
Fine.
As you wish.
You can take my blankets.
We are just like family.
When we go back in the village he might say..
..that uncle didn't help me in a foreign country.
You are great.
Hey!
Why are you laughing?
He just shook hands with him.
You know when Col. Philips won the Malakand war..
..he had invited me home for dinner.
Really?
Is Malakand war still going on?
Stop it, son.
Listen up, boys.
I have direct contact with Col. Philips.
You must be thinking that I am lying.
I took the Bombs carrier and went to Col. Philips's house.
I parked the car right in front of his house.
You have all gone to sleep?
At least someone listen to me.
I agree that you don't believe about the Bombs carrier.
But he had actually invited me for dinner.
Okay, the dinner was a lie but...
At least pay heed to your elder.
So boys, am I not great?
Yes, you are.
See, I brought your out of the camp.
Enjoy the sights of a foreign land.
Wonderful.
Oh hi!
I like your turban, soldier.
You look so handsome.
My dear, she is praising your turban.
She says you are very handsome. - Okay.
Thank you so much for supporting in the war.
Excuse me.
Uncle... - Yes?
Come back.
Come here.
What did you think, she would hug you?
Son, these hugs might be a big deal for you.
She is an ugly duckling.
I have hugged many beautiful Englishwomen.
When you had met Col. Philips?
Fine, make fun of your uncle!
You can get your own tea now.
No, uncle. We were just joking.
Don't joke with me. Got it.
Come on, I'll order tea for you all.
Where are you taking us, uncle? - Come on.
Come and see for yourself, inside. Follow me.
Be disciplined, all of you. Come on. Great.
Amazing. Wonderful.
Isn't it great? - Follow me.
What's this place, Sajjan?
Come on, I'll order tea for you all.
Have a nice 'trip'!
You...
Sajjan!
Oh, so scared!
We won't stay here.
What's wrong?
We will stay here.
Don't disturb me again today, boys.
I told you this wasn't finished.
No one interferes.
Let's end this today.
Stop!
Please.
Don't fight.
I beg you.
Everything will break...
And I'll have to pay for it out of my own pocket.
No fighting, please.
I beg you.
Very well.
I won't fight.
But only on the condition that this idiot..
..takes three steps back and apologizes.
He's asking you to take three steps back and apologize.
Do you understand, idiot?
Three steps back and say sorry.
For God's sake, please.
Please.
Sajjan...
If we fight, she will lose her job.
Sorry.
Loser!
Please, don't go.
My name is Becky.
And you saved my job today.
Is there anything I can offer you boys in return?
She says that her name is Becky.
And that you have you saved her job today.
Would you like anything to eat or drink?
Would you like to eat or drink anything?
Ginger tea?
Say it to her in English.
Sorry, I don't know what you are asking for.
Can we make it on our own?
Should work. - Sure.
Sajjan, we are friends now.
How about milky tea, everyone?
Yes, uncle.
Right.
He's asking where is kitchen?
Oh, I'll show you. Come on.
Please come.
Enjoy.
No, no, no.
This food is for the British soldiers only.
Your food is through there.
Put the plates back.
Your food is through there.
It's for the British soldiers only.
He says, our meals are being served over there.
Okay.
Plate...
Go on.
Subedar Sahib, they have a variety being served to them.
Sit down.
Have a seat.
Now will they differentiate even in the food that they serve?
Every soldier needs the same kind of nutrition, right?
It's okay. And you?
We serve better food to our cattle in the village.
It's okay.
It happens sometimes.
Don't bother.
Dheera, eat whatever you get.
Whom all will we fight over here?
And for what all?
And we can win over our enemy..
..only if we win over the circumstances.
We might survive the war, but we aren't going to survive this.
First six months they kept bringing things through ships.
They have been making us run like this for three months now.
This is a limit.
Left right left.
Very good.
Left right left.
Why do you want to kill us, Subedar Sahib?
If any one of us dies, what will you say in Punjab...
Your division died due you running?
Mela Singh. - Yes, sir.
The war situation can become tense any moment.
This will keep you fit.
And it will help you win. Understand?
Left right left.
Hello!
Left right left...
Hey!
Me? - Left right...
No, not you!
The other one!
Hey!
Yes, yes, yes.
Not you, you ugly face!
Coming!
No, no, no.
The first one.
Not me?
Sajjan?
this is against rules. Subedar Sahib,
No soldier can leave mid training.
Sajjan Singh...
You get five minutes' break.
{Mela Singh... - Yes, sir.
You will take four rounds, others, three.
Come on.
Why four for me, sir?
Look at your paunch.
Hurry up now.
Left right left.
Go on, boys.
Left right left.
Come with me, Subedar Sahib.
Why?
She talks in English accent.
I won't understand.
Really?
Come on then.
Left right left.
Stop.
Hi.
You remember, the ginger tea?
Yes, ginger tea.
She's my sister, Nicole.
She works at the army hospital.
Hello.
She looks like your sister.
Does she work as a nurse?
She just said that.
Yes.
You know your ginger milky tea is very popular at my shop.
Everybody is asking for it.
Hey, when did you teach her to make ginger tea?
Subedar Sahib, I had made it for myself.
She saw and learnt it.
It is not my fault.
That's great.
May your shop sell a lot of tea.
He says... may God make you the best tea seller in the world.
Yes.
Oh, thank you so much.
I think I like your company.
I'd like to meet you again today.
This evening.
Will you come?
Please?
She likes you.
She wants to meet you in the evening.
Would you like to go?
No, Subedar Sahib.
He doesn't want to come.
I am so sorry for that, you know.
Oh.
I'll see you later then.
Bye.
Sajjan Singh...
To drink tea or coffee with a girl...
...is not considered as a bad thing in western countries.
Don't feel scared.
Go if you want to.
I am not scared, Subedar Sahib.
I am betrothed.
Oh God!
We have reached Chak two.
Yes.
That's Chak four followed by Khoi wala..
..then we will reach our village.
Uncle, someone told father that in Chak two..
..there are buffaloes for sale at some Sucha Singh.
Shall we pay him a visit?
What are you getting into, Sajjan?
We will get late.
Let's go.
Try to understand, uncle.
I have been going for meeting with you since two days.
Father will yell at me as soon as I reach home.
I might escape his scolding if I use these buffaloes as an excuse.
Uncle? - Yes?
Where's Sucha Singh's house?
He owns the first house after the boundary wall.
Okay.
Let's go.
Is anyone home?
Is Mr. Sucha Singh home?
Dear, check, who is at the door?
Who is it?
Come in.
Okay, mother I'll go and check..
- Yes, do that. .
Yes, uncle?
Dear, we wanted to meet Sucha Singh.
Father has gone to the fields.
How can I help you?
We heard that you wanted to sell your buffalo?
Tell me about it!
Uncle, our villagers love to crack jokes.
Someone must have joked with you.
We don't have any buffaloes.
We just have two cows.
Let's go, Sajjan.
What's this?
Hey!
We are mistaken, I guess.
It must be some other Sucha Singh in the village.
No, in this village only my father's name is Sucha Singh.
Who is it, dear?
It's okay, mother.
They had come looking for buffaloes in our village.
They came to our house by mistake.
Bye, dear. See you.
Bye. See you.
I am thirty.
If I could have some water?
What does he want?
It's okay, mother. He wants water.
Jeeti, you are so naïve.
The first thing you offer guests at home is water.
Go and give them buttermilk.
They must be tired.
Kids these days!
Sit, I'll go and get buttermilk.
I think you fooled me.
Tell me what's going on or else I will hit you.
Uncle, I am betrothed to her.
Idiot, you should have at least taken my age into consideration.
I am leaving.
Wait, uncle.
Stay if you want to.
I am leaving. - Uncle?
Where did uncle go?
My uncle is very short-tempered.
He is gone to question the one who fooled us.
Fine.
Goodbye then.
Can I have the buttermilk?
Jeeti!
I am from Maani Sayal.
Sajjan Singh.
You shouldn't have come here.
We will be defamed if anyone finds out.
I apologize for my mistake.
I didn't want to come here but...
But she made me come here.
Now this doll is ours.
Trust me, I tried reasoning with her.
But she didn't listen to me.
Today she was being very stubborn.
She adamantly said that she wants to meet you.
She has come from so far away.
At least let her have a good look at you.
"After having met you..."
"After having met you, I desire to be with you."
"To my heart's content, I need to see you."
"I have found the ground of love..."
"I am yet to attain the whole sky."
"Once you will be with me, I shall have everything with me."
"With you by my side, I shall feel closer to God."
"After having met you, I desire to be with you."
"To my heart's content, I need to see you."
"We will be welcoming God into our home."
"Now our love will grow."
"After having met you, I desire to be with you."
"To my heart's content, I need to see you."
Men!
Drill!
Sixteen hundred hours.
Training ground.
Okay.
Soldiers!
Soldiers, we are at war with Germany!
We will be holding a war drill!
You will be divided into two teams.
Enemy and friends.
You will feel like you are in battle.
You will act like you are in battle.
You are in deep shit.
He says, we are at war with Germany.
Now, we will going to perform a war drill.
Okay?
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Go grab your helmets and your riffles and be ready!
Sir, Sikhs don't wear helmets.
Why not?
A helmet will protect you.
This piece of cloth will not save you from a bullet.
That's our destiny, sir.
Okay, then.
Are you ready?
Yes, sir!
Are you ready?
Yes, sir!
Go on, come on!
Load.
Aim!
Okay!
You have the stamina.
But do you have the skill?
In this exercise, you will pretend, they are the German soldiers.
You will face them in hand-to-hand combat.
Are you ready?
He says, you have the stamina.
But now he wants to see, how good you are in hand-to-hand combat.
Are you ready?
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
You first!
Dheera, you go first.
Go.
Go on.
Be strong.
Hey, you guys! You can't hit him on his turban!
Campbell sir!
Tell your guys not to hit on the turban, please
They can't hit him on his turban, please tell them.
Germans don't care about turban or helmets, Zorawar.
I told about the protection.
Enough!
I said that's enough!
Next!
Sajjan!
Okay!
That's enough!
Smith, they are bleeding.
The Germans don't care about blood.
I said that's enough!
Those who know how to tie turbans also know how to protect them.
Sajjan, a small drill has made my bones rattled.
If this happens during the war...
There will be no one to protect us.
I heard that the situation is pretty bad.
There have been a lot of causalities in the Britain army.
We have lost many soldiers too.
We have no proper food or medicines.
And those Germans are large in numbers.
And they possess big weapons too.
The situation is very bad.
Sajjan, I don't want to die.
My mother has a few dreams.
When I was leaving she said:
This time when you return, I will get you married.
I want to get married.
I will have a beautiful wife.
She will feed me.
Mother said she wants two grandsons.
My house will be filled with happiness.
I want to go back to Punjab.
We will manage to go back, right?
Tell me, brother.
Laxman, we will go back to Punjab, right?
Sajjan, why aren't you saying anything?
We will go back to Punjab, right?
You will go back to Punjab.
We all will.
You will get married and we will also dance to celebrate it.
If you needed only men and weaponry to win wars..
..then Baba Banda Singh Bahadur would have..
..never been able to capture Sirhind.
If we fight courageously, we will win.
Uncle, why aren't you saying something?
Yes.
This isn't anything new.
Such things keep happening during a war.
Be brave.
Everyone knows that its courage that wins wars.
Okay, you don't understand so easily.
So, here you go.
You know once Col. Philips lost courage at war.
He came to me for advice.
I had a gun in my hand.
I loaded my riffle.
And then the lesson I taught to the Afghanis...
Uncle, stop it, please.
Let us die in the war.
You think I am lying? Listen to me.
Then I loaded my gun and started shooting here and there.
Don't worry, it's not loaded.
Okay, tomorrow 06:00 we will move the units..
..from the base to the station.
Sir!
Come.
Zorawar Singh.
Junior officer, Lahore Regiment.
Indian British Army.
Colonel George Smith introduced Junior officer Zorawar Singh..
..to Chris as a skilled war veteran.
We will arrive between Points A and points B.
And we will get off the train.
Commander Chris informed that the German army..
..has already captured one of the British Trenches..
..and are now set to capture the second one and hence,..
..the British army cannot move forward.
So, this time we get off the train at Points A and B.
And then, we are going to walk several miles..
..through the lakes and forest until we reach our Trenches.
Try to reach our Trenches alive.
Chris asked his officers to get the Germans out of..
..British Trench as soon as possible and then move forward.
So, get them, rip them and send them back to their bloody boundaries.
Understand?
Yes, sir!
'If you have just turned on the radio, Britain is at war with Germany.'
The world is at war with Germany.'
British and Indian troops will be fighting side by side through...
This war...
Hurry up!
Come on.
Company...
You will prepare yourself for battle.
I need each and every man here to reach the Trench alive.
Are you ready?
Yes, sir!
Boys, the enemy is right in front of you.
I want each and every one of you to reach the Trench alive.
Understand?
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Come on, guys.
Come on.
You alright there?
Be brave, man.
Dheera, don't feel scared. Don't worry. - Yes.
Teja, get down.
At least let me see how these Germans look like.
I said get down.
I won't shoot.
Ask uncle, he must haveAsk uncle, he must have seen them during Malakand's war.
How can you compare Malakand with Germany?
You are great.
Keep quiet.
You should at least take the situation into consideration.
Don't worry, Dheera. - Come.
Oh Jesus Christ, what a brilliant plan, Zorawar!
What is it that you don't understand?
If we got out there, we are all going to die.
British officers were out of their wits after the attack by the German army.
Zorawar Singh said staying in meant certain death..
..but if they go out and fight, there are still slim chances that they might survive...
And they will kill us all.
But if we go out and attack..
..we have a chance of survival, sir.
Yes.
Absolutely.
Are you serious, Colonel?
Yes.
Major Mark Campbell was deadly against Zorawar Singh's plan..
..and refused to send any British soldier from his regiment out,..
..he said to get out of Trench at this moment meant suicide.
But Colonel George Smith accepted Zorawar Singh's plan and..
..agreed to give him full support, as he trusted Zorawar Singh completely.
Boys!
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Englishmen think this is suicide.
I don't know who is going to survive this.
But fight in such a way that the Germans know..
..who are they messing with.
Hence..
..fight this battle with such determination..
..that even the future generations remember you.
Germans might have greatest weapons.
But they don't have the greatest courage.
At the battle of Chamkaur, if a hand full of Sikhs..
..can fight bravely against a million enemies soldiers..
..then why cannot we fight against the Germans?
Death is certain, if we stay here.
If we go out and fight then a few of us might survive.
It's time to remember God.
Treat your turbans as your shields.
And turn yourself into steel.
So that each soldier can talk to the enemy fearlessly.
I am sure that the Germans will run out of the bullets..
..but will not run out of soldiers to face them.
Praise the Goddess!
Blessed are those...
Who take the name of Lord!
Shoot at them!
No!
We don't shoot at the backs of those who are running away.
Yes!
Boys, let's go.
Blessed are those... - Who take the name of Lord!
You alright? - I am fine.
Where's Dheera?
He must be here somewhere.
Uncle?
He too must be here somewhere.
Dheera?
Uncle!
Dheera!
Dheera, you...!
Get up! Get up, brother.
Come on, Dheera.
Get up, brother. Come on.
Come on, get up, Dheera...
See, I won't be able to get married.
No, no, no, we have a doctor with us.
Get up, brother.
Be strong, Dheera.
You will get to meet your mother.
You will get married too.
We will go back to Punjab, Dheera.
Be strong, Dheera.
I will get a doctor.
Dheera?
Dheera...
Dheera!
"What is dead?"
"Who is dead?"
"First the grief died."
"Then the wails followed."
"My death is gone."
"So is my life."
"My tears, memories and dreams died."
"What is dead?"
"Who is dead?"
"My screams died."
"My silence died."
"My existence died."
"My entity died."
"What is dead?"
"Who is dead?"
"What is dead?"
"Who is dead?"
"What is dead?"
"Who is dead?"
You are right sir.
Its their alliances, Indians.
The deadly attack on the German army caused chaos at the German camp.
Colonel Fred Klein told Major Baldwin..
..that the soldiers fighting for the British army are called Punjabis.
Instead of helmets, they tie some cloth on their head which is called turban.
They have always been fierce and brave warriors, winning many battles in the past.
They will die but will never step back....
Hence, tomorrow we will heavy infantry along with double air attack.
But there was another plan taking shape in Baldwin Muller's mind...
Right.
Are you thinking of something else sir
Be strong.
Yes, sir.
Sajjan?
Come down.
Have you lost your mind?
One bullet and you will be dead.
Come down.
Sajjan...
I said come down.
Are you fine, Sajjan?
No, I am not fine, Subedar Sahib.
I couldn't sleep last night.
I see Dheera when I close my eyes.
I see Dheera's mother's dreams.
I see Laxman, Subedar Sahib.
I see Gurbax.
I see Gul Mohammad.
I see all the martyred soldiers, Subedar Sahib.
I cannot sleep.
You are only thinking about the dead.
You are only thinking about those who have martyred.
Sajjan Singh...
Think about those who are standing with you.
Think about those who lie hurt in the bunkers.
They are injured, in a critical condition.
Think about them.
This is the bitter truth of war, son.
You have to face the situation you are confronted with.
And one more thing:
Only the brave and strong can survive it.
Understand?
Will the blood we lost be valued at all?
Maybe.
Sir!
Sir, look.
What's going on there? - Someone is out there.
Have a look.
Give me those.
Sajjan...
What the hell is he doing?
Campbell sir, what do you see?
There's a man out there with something in his hand, have a look.
Hold this. Get down, get down, get down.
Teja...
Yes sir.
Take your positions.
Give him cover fire!
No one shoots until I say so.
Campbell sir.
What's written in it?
General of the German army writes...
...that he knows British Government is ruling our country.
And they are using us as puppets.
He says that they respect brave men.
He is ready to give German citizenship, high posts in the army..
..and three times the salary to every Punjabi soldier.
They will also provide with good food and care..
..for the family and ensure good future and education for their children.
But they have a condition.
They want us to behead all the British soldiers..
..and put the German flag on the Trench.
So what do we do?
Tell me, what should we do?
Who are we to decide, Subedar Sahib?
We will do whatever you say.
No.
Everyone is a part of this war.
So, everyone gets a chance to decide.
No, Subedar Sahib.
Teja is right.
We will do whatever you say.
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Sajjan?
What can I say, Subedar Sahib?
I had asked you, would the blood we lost be valued at all?
They have put a price on us.
As far as beheading them is concerned...
We Punjabis can even die for the men we barely know.
These are the people with whom we share every meal.
What they are asking us to do is treachery.
We would rather die than to be called the traitor.
Where we stand, we fight.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Here, now tell me.
Show me that.
Shit.
What is wrong, John?
We may lose Paris.
Here you go, boy.
Hey, your glass?
Thank you.
There's one piece for everyone.
Here you go.
Where's your glass?
Here. - Thank you.
Here you go, boys.
Enjoy it.
There you go.
Here.
Take one, boy.
Here.
Just one!
Just one?
Eat, eat.
You won't be getting even that from tomorrow.
We are running out of ration.
The injured need it more.
Have patience.
Look, we've been here over a month and nothing's happening.
Over.
See, governments are working on it.
You just hold the post.
Over.
How can we hold the post?
We hardly have any food or ammunition.
We have no medicine.
We have soldiers who need urgent medical care.
We need backup and we need it now.
Over.
Yes, we are working on that.
Backup will be there soon.
Till the time, you need to hold the post anyhow.
All the best.
And over.
Bloody hell.
Always the same old story!
What is wrong, Subedar Sahib?
What else?
We have been here over a month.
There's no food or medicines left for the soldiers.
And there's no news on the backup as well.
We are running out of ammunition.
And the government is stalling.
They say they are working on it.
Rubbish.
So now?
Now what?
A soldier stays strong under any circumstances.
Stay strong.
Yes, Subedar Sahib!
Give me some coffee.
Go.
Oh God!
Here boys, eat your bread.
Here, uncle.
Again, I have to eat this dry bread?
Eat it, uncle.
I am tired of explaining.
We don't have anything else left to eat.
It's okay, Sajjan.
But this dry bread is causing a lot of pain today.
Today is Baisakhi (Spring harvest festival).
Doctor reminded me what day it is.
This is the most joy filled day for a Punjabi.
Every Punjab tries to fulfill all his desires on this day.
Think about it, Sajjan...
If we were back in the village..
..then we would have been having a blast.
"The ladle shall substitute as the drumsticks."
"The spoon shall substitute as chimer."
"We are all brave soldiers."
"We will let our guns sing."
"It's Baisakhi, my friend."
"We shall celebrate."
"It's Baisakhi, my friend."
"We shall celebrate."
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"My friend, my buddy..."
"My dear, my pal..."
"My friend, my buddy..."
"Dance with joy, enjoy fritters, my mate."
"Keep the sticks over your shoulders and walk straight."
"Dance with joy, enjoy fritters, my mate."
"Keep the sticks over your shoulders and walk straight."
"Today we rejoice, on top of the voice."
"It's Baisakhi, my friend."
"We shall celebrate."
"It's Baisakhi, my friend."
"We shall celebrate."
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"So what if we don't have drums..."
"We shall make do with tin boxes!"
"My friend, my buddy..."
"My dear, my pal..."
"My friend, my buddy..."
Pratap?
Zorawar!
What the hell is going on?
Hey, don't worry! - Get down.
Get down, get down!
We are almost out of ammunition.
We can only hope our backup will be here as soon as possible.
If we stay here, in this Trench, we all will be dead soon.
I suggest we should leave this Trench.
Focus on the second, so we can save the city.
Duck! Sit down!
Down! Down! Down!
If we want to save the city, we will go to the other Trench.
I am sorry, Subedar Sahib, but this doesn't seem right to me.
We are out of ammunition.
Back up will take another five to six hours to come.
By that time, Germans would have captured this Trench.
If they can come here then they can reach the other Trench too.
We will have to stop them.
What do you suggest, Sajjan Singh?
Teja?
Take this to the other Trench.
Is everyone fine?
Where's Teja?
Sajjan?
Teja!
Where's Teja?
'Sajjan, always keep me by your side.'
'Some have big reasons, some have deep reasons.'
'I wonder why just my reasons lie somewhere in the middle.'
Sajjan.
What is wrong?
I'll go.
Army needs you, Subedar Sahib.
You are betrothed.
Here, eat it.
You are a limit.
You cannot even give the excuse of the doll today.
What brought you here today?
You brought me here today.
You are smooth tongued.
The truth is that you are used to seeing me now.
You are right.
I keep wondering... how I will survive without seeing you.
What are you saying?
We are being stationed abroad, in Britain, Jeeti.
There is a big war going on.
I don't know what is going to happen.
Nothing is going to happen.
My parents have fixed our wedding date.
You cannot leave me in a fix.
That's why I am here, Jeeti.
I am leaving and I don't know when I will be back.
It might take a year, or two years...
Or I might perhaps not return at all.
What do you mean?
Don't wait for me, Jeeti.
Get married to someone else.
Are you done saying your piece?
Who is it, dear?
May God be with you.
A soldier is always only betrothed to his army, Subedar Sahib.
My brave soldier!
May God be with you.
Sajjan...
No.
Sajjan?
Get up, Sajjan!
Stand up, son!
Get up!
Come on! Get up, Sajjan!
Come on!
Come on, my boy.
Well done.
Sajjan!
Sajjan, no!
Sajjan, my boy!
Sajjan!- Sajjan!
You did it!
Sajjan! - You did it, sir!
We won the war, Sajjan.
We won!
Now will our country get freedom, Subedar Sahib?
Yes.
Our country will be free.
It will surely get freedom, son.
You served well and honorably, Sajjan Singh. You will always be in our memory.
The great martyr... Sajjan Singh!
'John sir will give him a job as soon as he goes there.'
'After a few months of training, he will start working for sir.'
'Mother, this isn't called a job, its called slavery.'
'What do you want?'
'You want the Englishmen to salute you?'
The great martyr... Sajjan Singh!
'I have given birth to a son.'
I' cannot keep him under lock and key.'
The great martyr... Sajjan Singh!
'My parents have fixed our wedding date.'
'You cannot leave me in a fix.'
'That's why I am here, Jeeti.'
'I am leaving and I don't know when I will be back.'
'It might take a year, or two years...'
'Or I might perhaps not return at all.'
The great martyr... Sajjan Singh!
My grandfather always told me Sajjan Singh's story.
Sajjan Singh was the like the first drop of water falling on scorching desert land.
And a small plant, born out Of the same school of thought...
I am stand right in front of you.
"Oh Firdausiaa!"
"Oh Firdausia!"
"Don't sow thorns at home, it will only hurt your own."
"Your gun will only shed blood, everything will be covered in red."
"Oh Firdausia!"
"We were slaves..."
"We were slaves, our souls were dead."
"We were chained, our thoughts were drained."
"We lost one too many, was it worth losing any?"
"We aren't bad. You aren't pious. Then why are we so low and you are so high?"
"Your soul shall question you."
"Oh Firdausia!"