Iqbal

'How good is this man, Kapil Dev.'

'Kirsten was giving himself room hitting through the off side.'

'They are short of boundaries and look at the this.'

Pitched on off stump... Yorker length, brilliant bowling.'

'Kapil Dev will have to be very careful.'

'It's gone flying away down towards the boundary.'

Oh God, I wish another wicket goes down, immediately...

No, not immediately. As soon as my son is born,

I'll worship you and make offerings to you.

Just one more wicket, oh Lord!

C'mon, my child, let's see the magic of Kapil.

Wake up!

Iqbal, wake up!

Wake up, it is 9am.

How can someone sleep till 9am?

Wake up!

Your mom is to be blamed for everything,

she has spoilt you rotten.

He is useless.

There are certain rules in my house, I won't tolerate all this.

He does no work at all, just sits and eats.

Today, is the last day of his freedom.

Tomorrow onwards, he will accompany me to the farm.

I've been feeding a 20 year old donkey. - He is 18.

'Is your motor cycle in a working condition?'

'Sir, it runs very smoothly.'

'I wouldn't have sold it, if I wasn't in a tight spot'

'Where are the registration papers?'

'Here you go.'

'Here is your Rs 4000.'

Thank you.

Cycling will be a good exercise and it's good for health, too.

I don't know, how you manage to digest so much of food.

But, whenever I see you eat, I feel delighted.

We need money for the electricity supply in the farm.

And your dad will never steal electricity.

He is a man of principles.

You have to grow up and be successful, soon.

Before we go bankrupt.

Hey!

Water is used for drinking,

not for splashing on someone's face.

Hey!

Bend down. Nitin, give me the ball.

'Faster...'

'Catch it! Very good.'

A little lower, bend a little bit.

'Focus on the ball, keep an eye on the ball'

Receive it, don't pert.'

'You are repeating the same mistake.'

'Never take your eyes off the ball. Eyes on the ball.'

Come.

'Open your palms, okay? Like this.'

'A more spring like action, okay?'

I'm not making a stupid excuse.

Once I show you, what I've brought for you,

you'll get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness, brother.

If you gesticulate so fast, how will I get it?

But I'm sure, you'll definitely understand this, okay? Bye.

Kapil, move aside.

He just stands in one place and thinks that's his home, buffalo!

Don't forget the tips I gave you on the inswinger delivery.

And finally,

don't forget the 3 rules while bowling the inswinger.

You always nod your head but keep forgetting them.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

That's all, we wrap up for the day.

How was the yield, this year?

It was good, but the electric supply was a matter of a concern.

Aunt!

Hello, aunt! - God bless you, dear.

Aunt, didn't Ibbi come along?

No dear, his exams are going on.

That's Kapil,

Kumble,

Harbhajan, Balaji. - That's right.

And who is he?

He is our new player, Irfan.

These buffaloes must be totally surprised themselves,

to have male names, though they're females.

Let's go.

Mom, look at this!

He will accept the gifts only when he can give you something.

Like dad, like son.

Please lets us be of some help to you.

By the grace of Allah, we are financially well off.

To tell you the truth,

Abdul had advised me to give some money to you.

You may return it later.

You know very well, I don't mind borrowing money from you.

But, Anwar will never agree to take it.

Today, dad is going to give us a long lecture, comparing us to Ibbi.

Ibbi is so intelligent... He is so studious...'

Why can't you be like him? He is such a learned boy etc...'

Ibbi is a very intelligent boy, he always tops in his class.

I want him to become an engineer.

I hope you know, I'm not trying to compete with you.

I know that...

My son, Iqbal, dreams very big.

I'm sure he will make a name for himself.

Iqbal is too young to work in the fields.

But, he is old enough to have an adult's appetite and sleep all day.

Stop it!

He understands everything.

Are you getting it, Iqbal?

Look son, you still have some time to think.

You can't be loitering around with the buffaloes

and dreaming all your life, can you?

Take Ibbi for instance, he is so intelligent.

He is trying to make something of his life.

I know, you aren't capable of doing all that, but...

But, I've never taught you to underestimate yourself, my child.

Khadija!

If you learn to work in the fields, you'll earn a living

and render your services towards the nation.

All right, both of you, please listen.

He is requesting me to give him some time.

So, I grant him a year.

After which, he will work in the fields along with me, okay?

I was looking for a chance to give it to you since afternoon.

Let go of me, Iqbal. I need to complete my homework.

It was my fault, I should have let him continue his studies.

If you had enough money, you would've surely sent him to a

special school at Mumbai.

Yes, if not anything, he could've at least made a few friends there.

All his childhood friends have moved on in life.

Poor Iqbal, has been left all alone.

Even so, my son happy.

Anwar, don't worry so much.

You'll see, he will reach his goal, all by himself.

Are you the best?

What is he asking you?

He is asking me, why I did this.

I replied, 'Will you play for the Indian team when I grow old?'

I also told him, I've got a backache sitting here, daily.

How long has this been going on?

Coach, I've been coming here for the last 6 months,

but Iqbal has been coming here every day, for the last 2 years.

He doesn't speak at all and you can't stop speaking.

Coach, he is deaf and dumb.

If you talk slowly, he'll read your lips and understand everything.

Your sister says, you are the world's best player

and no one in my academy can ever beat you.

My brother's bowling skills are better than his talking skills.

By this, I don't mean he is capable of speaking, but...

Let's go, Iqbal.

The buffaloes won't go anywhere, let's go.

Ajit.

Let's see, if you are wasting my time.

Sir, just give me a minute.

What did you tell him?

I just asked him to play the way he usually does.

He usually sees buffaloes around him, when he plays.

I just told him, he should imagine he is surrounded by buffaloes.

He is a wonderful player, he is really good.

Tomorrow evening at 5pm.

Now, we shall follow your dreams.

Your dad will never give permission for this.

We don't have any other option.

You are right, we can't lie to your dad.

All right, we won't talk to him about it.

Iqbal is milking the buffalo,

dad will get suspicious.

You don't have to worry about it, old granny.

We might just mess it up.

What's happening here?

What's the matter?

I know, I'm usually absent-minded, but I'm not a fool either.

Your beloved son is milking the buffalo.

He does that everyday.

You mean, he does it so early in the morning?

Since you've given him a year's time,

he wants to please you.

No, I don't believe you, I'm sure, something is fishy.

How long can you conceal the truth?

Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed.

C'mon, hurry up, you'll be late for school.

All right, I'll see to it that he wakes up late, tomorrow. Okay?

This is Iqbal and that's his sister, Khadija.

Iqbal's case is a little special, he is deaf and dumb.

I want all of you to keep this in mind.

He is a bowler. Ajit, he will be in your group.

It's different, when someone stands between you and the wicket. Right?

Your bowling has enough pace, but unless you it as a weapon,

be it ball or a 'Laddoo',

it won't make a difference.

Sorry coach, in a hurry, I replaced pace with face.

I told him, he should use his face as a weapon

and then bowl the 'Laddoo'.

Can you speak a little slowly?

Tell him, being talented is not enough.

A diamond shines only after it is polished.

There you go!

Finally, my darling son is his usual self once again.

God knows, when he will grow up and not laze around all day.

"Hopes..."

"Hopes..."

"The wish to touch your dreams"

"Some special aspirations"

"Hopes..."