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To fight against the British and to break the Chains of slavery...
...all the Indians had beCome the soldiers for the Country.
Some were known, some unknown.
Some where nameless. Everyone dreamt about freedom.
But one soldier had a somewhat personal dream.
The Chains of his slavery were different...
...as was the goddess of freedom.
He was nameless, but not without a name.
His name was Ranjit Singh Chaudhary.
Ranjit... Ranjit... What are you doing?. Won't you go to sChool?.
What do you have to do?. Go and do your work.
But what are you doing?. I am Cutting the wires.
For what?. - The British rule passes through it.
If I break the wire, the rule will stop too.
Don't do that, Ranjit. - Why don't you just go?.
I'll go. Tell me first.
Won't you meet me after sChool?. - Yes, go now.
Ranjit. PoliCe.
Hey, kid...
Hey, Mr. Bhagat Singh... Come down.
Constable... the soldiers of the Country don't walk to the poliCe.
The poliCe follow them. Come up.
Thank you. If I Come up, won't I beat you to a pulp?.
Come down. Come on!
Tell me, what were you doing up?.
I was Cutting the roots of the British Empire.
The roots of a tree are in the ground.
But the roots of the British Empire are in the sky.
You are the son of Makhan the farmer, isn't it?.
What will you do with the address?.
I Committed a Crime, put me in prison.
Just like you have put Bhagat Singh in prison.
Thank you.
Tail of Bhagat Singh! Take your books and run to sChool!
You were saved from me.
If you reaCh late for sChool, the teaCher will hit you so muCh...
And if the government finds out that you left me...
...after apprehending me, they will hit you so muCh!
Run away from here! - Thank you. - Thank you.
Hey, Ranjeet, Come near me.
First of all you Come late...
...and then you sit there?. Sit behind, with your people.
Why, sir?. Are these people not ours?.
I have told you so many times, don't argue.
Why do you always hit me on my head?.
I hit you on your head, hoping that you get some brains with my beating.
Do you have brains in your hands that it will Come in my brain?.
What are you laughing about?.
Do your work. Go and sit behind. You talk a lot.
Sumitra, why did you go and sit there?. Your plaCe is ahead.
I will sit with Ranjeet. - Don't be adamant.
If the elder master finds out, I will be in great trouble.
He will find out. I will tell unCle.
No, son. Don't tell the sChool matters at home.
Read. Do your work. Write.
Come on... run...
Move... move...
What are you doing?.
What are you showing me?. Come on... I will teaCh you a lesson.
Come on.
I will teaCh you a lesson with the Cane today. I'll make you an eagle.
Silent... you fly the partridges away?. I will teaCh you, Come on.
I will not spare you.
Come into the sChool.
Hey, Ranjeet. Your water is there. Go and die there.
What are you talking about?. Water is water.
Get lost. Use words, don't touCh me. - What'd you say?.
Hey, what are you doing?. Fighting amongst themselves?.
First of all, he ruined our water. And then he shows forCe.
If I show my forCe, you will forget this ours and theirs.
SilenCe, why are you fighting?. - I am fighting?.
What is the differenCe in water.
Tell me. - You know everything, and then you ask me.
You are on a holiday for today. - But... - Silent! Go home.
Come on... Come inside... study... Come on...
Wastrel, good for nothing. Take your bag, and get lost.
Here, Makhan, sign, put your thumb print.
Sir, I washed the last time's ink after great diffiCulty.
Today, it has been given onCe more.
Makhan...
Sir... - Did you see what was written on the paper you signed?.
I don't look at the paper at all.
Whenever I saw, I lost some land. Now, I am tired of the written word.
Remember, Makhan... I will always do justiCe.
Come on... Come on...
What is the matter, Mr. Ganesh?.
This is Makhan's son.
Today, he hit all three of sister's sons outside sChool.
I don't know what would've happened if I didn't reaCh on time.
Did you see what your son did?.
And you want more money?.
So that you Can feed this dog so muCh, that he bites our entire family
Let me see the hands whiCh were raised on the Children of my family.
Show me your hand. Show me... show me your hand.
Show me your hand... show it to me.
Father... - Sumitra...
Ranjeet is not at fault. I was there too.
Don't worry. You know... I will always give justiCe.
I will give him justiCe too.
Have your breakfast.
Haridevi... take her away.
Yes, bring him here. I said, give me your hand.
Give me your hand, you dog!
Sir... no... no...
Please forgive my son... please... forgive him.
I will forgive him later. First you tell me...
How did you Come into this bungalow with jewelry and footwear?.
Have you forgotten your religion in the love of this pup?.
Don't you remember where your shoes should be while Coming in here?.
I am sorry, sir. I Committed a mistake.
Now, get lost from here. Take your husband and this pup.
What are you staring at?.
The mother of this world has flowers at her feet.
And shoes on the head of my mother.
Why don't you go home?. - If I go home, my father will kiCk me.
Will you keep sitting here?. - I am waiting for the train.
I will go away in it. - Where?. - With unCle. I will study there now.
I will Come baCk when I grow up.
But you will Come baCk, isn't it?.
I will. And listen... tell mother I went to unCle.
Not to worry about me. And see... don't let mother Cry.
Here... this is some food and sweet. Eat it on the way.
You are mad. - You know it today?.
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"
"Someone stop... it is taking my life too."
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"
"Someone stop... it is taking my life too."
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"
"My beloved..."
"I waited and waited for him."
"I waited and waited for him."
"I waited every moment for him."
"I waited every moment for him."
"Day and night... it's light... has been taken away."
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path."
"Stop... it is taking my life too."
"My beloved... has been taken by the breeze, to whiCh path??"
"My beloved."
Where will I find Makhan the farmer?.
Makhan, Makhan died today morning.
Ranjeet.
You are Mora, isn't it?. - Yes. - Mora... my father...
Here... the son has arrived.
Son...
Ranjeet... you weren't here.
Your mother took some money for Makhan's funeral.
Give me your signature.
Here.
Why?. Will father's signature not do?.
Take it onCe more as he leaves.
Did you see your father's aCCount?.
If Makhan would be happy today, he'd be happy.
Anyway, who Can fight against death?.
Anyway, if you take Care of your father's fields...
...you will have take this aCCount too.
No, Thakur. My father aCCounted for my grandfather.
Grandfather must have aCCounted for his father.
He must have aCCounted for his father.
And today, my father left this aCCount for me.
No Child will have to pay this aCCount.
I will die onCe I finish this happening.
Yesterday is the name of the past. Talk of today.
If you want to keep the land, you will have to pay this money.
The land will be ours, and only ours, Thakur. - Why?.
BeCause only the one who sows, is the owner of the field.
These bookish things will be Closed in the books.
The fields were always of the Thakurs.
And it will remain with the Thakurs.
Ever talked to the field, Thakur?. It is our mother.
It tells us, Children, give me one seed, I will give you a thousand.
And the one to thousand is made by the farmer's hard work.
The farmer gets his wages by the landlords.
Like this?. This soil is of the desert.
Have you ever touChed it?.
The monsoon water doesn't moisten the soil muCh.
The farmer's sweat moistens the soil.
What has the farmer got till now?.
Hunger?. Loans?. Slavery?.
You have filled your Coffers with this soil.
What have you given to this soil?.
What are you saying, Ranjeet?.
Call me Ranjeet Singh Chaudhary, Thakur!
I will meet you later.
Munim... - Yes, sir?.
This boy has Come as trouble. For me and the whole plaCe.
And for ourselves also, sir. -
We have to stop him.
Nobody has been able to stop the sunrays.
Daughter... what are you saying?.
Just that the dawn will Come.
Ranjeet just told you that it will arrive. - Daughter...
It seems that books have Corrupted your thoughts too.
Sometimes I think... if I wasn't a landlord's daughter...
...and just a loved daughter to a father...
...it would be so niCe, isn't it?.
My daughter is very smart. She says what she wants to.
And then she ConvinCes me too.
Greetings, Gopidada. - Gopidada...
It seems that I have seen you somewhere. But I never saw you.
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