Dharmputra (धर्म पुत्र)

Long live revolution!

Hindus and Muslims are brothers!

Long live revolution!

Hindus and Muslims are brothers!

Long live revolution!

'Hail revolution isn't just a slogan, but a cry for freedom.'

'And freedom is our birthright.'

'Freedom is our birthright and we'll get it.'

'This land is our motherland..'

'..and we'll sacrifice our lives for it.'

'And we've vowed to die for our motherland.'

'Hindu and Muslims aren't two just two different communities..'

'..but a phase in history.'

'Hindus and Muslims stand for one common culture of this country.'

'Hindus and Muslims are those two sons of this motherland..'

'..who share their joys and sorrows, lives and deaths.'

'They were united in past and they'll always be united.'

'Hindus and Muslims are brothers..'

'..and both are ready to die for their country.'

Hindus and Muslims are brothers.

Doctor, Nawab is here.

Who? Uncle?

Greetings, uncle! - Bless you.

I wasn't aware of your arrival in Delhi.

When did you come from Shimla?

Last night.

I think you've some urgent work. - Yes, son.

Why did you take the trouble? You could've asked me.

I'm here.

I've come to meet you, son. - Order me, uncle.

Uncle, is everything fine?

Yes, son. Everything is fine.

Uncle, I'm like your son. Don't hide anything from me.

If I had to hide it from you, I wouldn't have come here.

Then please tell me what the matter is.

I've come to show you my wound, son.

You are a doctor. Perhaps you'll be able to heal it.

I'm ready to give my life. Just tell me once.

I'm upset because of Husn Bano.

Is sister Bano not keeping well?

Yes. - What's the ailment?

Loss of chastity! - What?

Perhaps you haven't heard of this disease before..

..or you haven't had to face it.

May God save you from it!

But it is my misfortune son that

I had to come to you for this very work.

Where's Bano? - Outside. In the car.

Sister, Bano!

Brother!

Please get in.

Did you talk to father? - Yes.

On hearing it you must've felt hatred for me.

Hatred is not my profession, Bano.

I'm a doctor.

And then you are my sister. Your sorrow is my sorrow.

Who deceived you?

I don't want to disgrace my love by calling it a deceit!

Neither do I want to cover any of my weakness.

I'm not an illiterate girl.

Who can deceive me?

Then, how did it happen?

Although the story is very long.

I'll narrate it to you in brief.

His name is Javed.

He used to come to teach me.

Gradually we both started loving each other.

And we both lost our control in our emotions.

Why didn't you get married?

Father didn't approve of this relationship. - Why?

Because he wasn't from a noble family.

His lineage didn't have any prestigious place in the society.

Neither did he carry any Titles nor was he any Nabob.

He was an ordinary professor.

But uncle has everything. If he wished, he could've made him a Nabob.

Only if he wished.

On the contrary, father threw Javed out of the house..

..when he went to talk about the alliance.

He abused his decency and insulted him.

And God knows what more he said to him.

Do you now believe my misfortune?

Uncle, I think you didn't do the right thing.

You should've got sister Bano married to Javed.

You're right, son.

But you know, I didn't make the tradition of comparing..

..lineages and family backgrounds for marriages.

I'm just an ordinary human..

I haven't made the principles of decency and social norms..

..who has a small social circle and..

..I fear for my self respect and prestige.

I'm a daughter's father.

Tomorrow, when I get her married..

..these very people will share my happiness.

And when I'll die, they will arrange for my last rituals and burial.

I can't live in this society if I don't follow..

..the rules of good and evil set by it.

Uncle, I understand your compulsions too.

But men make the society..

..and not vice versa. You shouldn't be so scared.

Yes.

Therefore when I realized the truth, I tried to find Javed.

But he had already resigned and left..

..for some unknown place.

I'm like a weak tree..

..which is facing a violent storm all alone.

In my problem I can only think of you for support.

What's your decision?

Uncle, I'm concerned about sister Bano too.

Give me only one night to think it over.

Fine.

Here is the queen!

Really?

Here goes your queen. Check!

And here is checkmate!

Gulshan Rai!

Regards, uncle. - Come, son.

Father, I got my result. - Really?

What's the result? - Passed?

Topped, father.

Great! Bravo!

Did you see, Nabob, how able my son is?

He has topped in this exams.

It is because of my company otherwise son..

..of an idiot father would've been idiot.

Right, son? - Why are you pulling my leg, uncle?

You both are my elders.

Did you see his shrewdness? He means we both are alike.

If I'm an idiot, so are you.

Is it, son? - No, uncle.

Gulshan. - Yes.

What do you want your son to become?

I want him to become a doctor.

Actually..

..it's not for greed of money..

..but I consider a doctor is an incarnation of God.

He saves human lives and gives them new lives.

Gulshan, I too think that humanity is supreme.

Money holds no value in front of humanity.

May God fulfill your wishes!

Son, become a doctor and fulfill your father's wish..

..and..

..this is my treat to you.

How about another game? - Why not?

"Little and big needles, don't tear the netting."

You still haven't forgotten.

It was God's wish, son.

Who can challenge it?

He is the creator and the destroyer.

But son, my friend died, but not your father.

As long as I'm alive, so is Gulshan Rai. - Uncle!

His wish will be fulfilled.

I'll send you abroad to become a doctor.

But son, I've become lonely.

I had only one friend and he too has passed away today.

Brother!

Brother, where are you?

Give me your hand. Hold this.

Give me my reward.

First offer me sweets.

Come on.

At least I got something from a stingy brother.

You got everything, crazy girl. The festival of Rakhi means..

..brother pledges to save his sister at any cost.

My dear brother!

The festival of Rakhi means a brother pledges to save his sister at any cost.

My dear brother!

You are closed in your room, since you've returned.

Do you know the time?

No.

Won't you dine?

Serve it.

What's the matter? Any problem?

Severe problem, Savitri. I'm troubled since morning. - Why?

Today duty and humanity are demanding their rights.

I'm perplexed.

Explain it clearly.

Do you know uncle Badruddin? - How can I forget dear ones?

Our families are closely related.

And his daughter Husn Bano?

Why? What has happened to Bano?

Bano is going to become a mother.

But she's not yet married.

That's why I'm troubled.

What have you thought?

Savitri, I owe uncle a lot.

And Bano is like my sister and I don't want them to be defamed.

On the other hand I'm a doctor..

..and can't go against the ethics of my profession.

But you'll have to do something.

I can't think of a way.

Uncle! - Come, son.

Regards! - Sit.

What've you decided? - Yes.

But this isn't possible here.

In Delhi, everyone knows both of us.

You've a villa in Shimla. Shall we go there?

Better.

If we've to go, let's leave today.

Fine.

Uncle, why are you so tensed?