1971…
the year that reshaped the world's demography and history.
To escape the massacres carried out by the Pakistani army in early 1971,
millions of refugees from East Pakistan began coming into India.
When every effort to resolve the crisis failed,
the Government of India moved to empower the people of East Pakistan
to defend themselves against the Pakistan Army.
As a result, tensions rapidly escalated along the borders
between India and East Pakistan.
Sensing India's growing focus on the eastern front,
Pakistan launched attacks along India's western front,
seeking to infiltrate Rajasthan, Punjab, and Jammu & Kashmir.
When the war formally began on 3rd December,
many battles were fought on the Western Front.
Among the most critical ones were the naval battles in the Arabian Sea…
the aerial war over Srinagar…
the Battle of Basantar in the Shakargarh Bulge of the Pathankot-Jammu sector,
and the Battle of Manawar Tawi in Jammu.
The outcome of these battles
would ultimately shape the final outcome of the 1971 war.
Sir, it's nine o'clock.
CO will be furious if we're late.
He won't be furious, Munir.
In fact, he'll be overjoyed to see this map.
If we move faster,
we'll cross the border within the hour.
Move.
Come.
Should I help you cross?
Move back!
Cover me! Cover me!
Behind that tree. Quickly!
Keep firing.
Ajeet!
Ram Singh!
Yes.
Ajeet!
Fire!
Sir, they're retreating!
-We need to get out of here! -Leave!
Your time has come to cross to the other side.
Sir…
Take your men back!
We will not interfere!
But listen to me very carefully!
Learn to remain within your limits!
Otherwise, these limits will disappear,
and so will you!
This document contains complete details of our positions in the Jammu sector, sir.
This confirms the intelligence input we received.
Which intelligence, sir?
There are two vulnerable points in this sector
that offer easy access for the enemy into Jammu and Kashmir.
The ceasefire line west of the Shakargarh Bulge and Manawar Tawi?
Yes.
And according to intelligence reports…
on the far side of Manawar Tawi, a massive enemy buildup has been observed.
That explains why enemy scouts have been unusually active in recent days.
Then we must immediately reinforce our defensive positions, sir.
Exactly.
Battalions have already been deployed to Darh, Raipur, and Chamb.
You are being assigned to Mandiyala South.
You will support the company currently holding the bridge head.
What enemy strength do we anticipate, sir?
One infantry division supported by…
an armored regiment.
I know, Fateh. An enemy force of that scale requires more troops.
But Headquarters' priority remains the Eastern Front.
This war will be decided in the East.
Sir, judging by the enemy movement,
it appears the decision may be made in the West.
This is what we have, Fateh.
If they cross Manawar Tawi,
they will soon reach Jammu and then head straight to Srinagar.
That will never happen, sir!
Let them come!
We'll take very good care of them.
This war won't be decided in the East or the West.
It will be decided… right here.
In my assessment, deploying more than two battalions would be impractical.
But General Niazi has requested an entire division.
With full air support.
If we divert the entire division to East Pakistan,
-how do we defend this front, General sir? -Do we simply wait?
Sir, Indian forces are mobilizing.
You must understand the psychology of the nation you're about to fight, Hamid.
The Indian Army will never dare to cross the eastern border.
They fear America and China.
These Bengalis, Indians are a cowardly race.
Kill a few thousand, and you know how they will respond.
Sir, what I mean is we should never underestimate the enemy.
They may be brave,
but even bravery can be defeated with sound strategy.
Are we…
ready for Operation Changez, Zafar?
My fighters are loaded and ready, sir.
Just give us the date and time.
Sir, the engine has overheated.
We'll need water for the radiator.
Hey! Stop!
Darn it!
Hey, stop there!
-Don't take another step. -Lower it. Lower it.
Stop!
I'll shoot you through the heart! Lower it!
-Stay where you are! -Step back!
Are you deaf?
I'll shoot you in the head! Lower it!
-Nishaan Singh! -Stay back! I said…
Lower your gun, Nishaan Singh.
-Stay where you are! -Back! Do not come closer!
Control your officer!
Tell me, Nishaan Singh…
how far are the trees across the pond?
Roughly 700 to 800 meters, sir.
And our men?
Which ones, sir?
Our platoon on the road. What's the distance from here?
Two hundred and fifty meters, sir.
If they fire and run, how long to reach the trees?
Minimum three minutes, sir.
And our men to reach here?
One minute.
So in the remaining two minutes,
how many rounds will hit them?
At least 150 to 200 rounds, sir.
Stop there.
Tell your officer to stay right there!
Stay back! Don't move!
Don't move!
Someone stop him!
Don't come forward!
-Move back. -Stay back…
I said don't come forward, or I'll shoot!
Move back.
Stay back or I'll shoot!
-Don't move. -Stop.
-I said stop! -Stay back!
Hey, stop!
Soldiers! What is my rank?
You must have been trained to identify ranks.
What is my rank?
Major.
Major sir!
Major sir.
Your name?
Asfaq Ali, sir.
How long have you been in the army, Asfaq?
Three months, sir.
In three months, haven't you learned that you must salute an officer
regardless of which army he belongs to?
Have you, or have you not?
Look at me, soldier!
The war has not begun.
Lower your weapons and salute!
Who is waiting for you at home, Asfaq?
My parents… and a younger brother, sir.
Do you wish to read your next letter from them?
Do you?
Yes, sir.
Then fill the water and leave.
Move quickly, soldier!
Sir…
Do I have to tell you separately? Get going.
Sir!
Nishaan, Balam! Fall back!
Alright, sir.
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind, sir.
Relax, boys. What's the report?
Sir, all aircraft have been tested.
Only six are fully operational.
That's not enough.
If war breaks out, we'll need more fighters to keep Srinagar safe.
-Six won't do. -Exactly, sir.
Six won't do.
I can handle them alone.
Send G-Man home as well.
If you had command, Sekhon, you'd probably send me home too.
Cheeky devil.
We may be smaller in force, sir, but we are no less powerful.
These skies are ours, and they will remain so.
See you at the mess later.
Okay.
Send this message to the fleet commander.
Sir.
Sir, all clear on the horizon.
Good.
Hold the bridge, Rawat. And maintain 12 knots.
I need to go to the sonar room.
Aye, Captain.
Say it, Ranga.
Sir?
I know my men.
What's troubling you?
We should increase speed.
Sonar fails above 12 knots.
You know that, Ranga.
The sonar is already faulty, and its range is also limited.
If they strike from a distance, our torpedoes won't make a difference.
So, if we increase the speed, it won't be easy to target us.
Is our mission to run from the enemy or to hunt them down and eliminate them?
Eliminate them, sir.
To save our ports from being attacked.
Then we accept the risk.
Without the sonar, we cannot detect their submarines.
I don't trust the sonar, sir.
-Do you trust me? -Of course, sir.
And I trust Her.
In these waters, we are the border.
The enemy must not cross this border under any circumstances.
Look, Ranga.
The Goddess watches us.
Victory is certain.
Sir!
Ajeet.
Uncle.
Where are you coming from?
Chak Peeran, sir.
Our village is across the Tawi.
What happened?
Enemy troops set up camp across the border.
Our soldiers are gathering on this side.
We understood… war was coming.
We fled overnight.
Where will you go now?
I don't know, sir.
I've lived there all my life.
There's a saint's tomb in our village.
They say he helped lost travelers find their way.
We lit a lamp there…
hoping he would guide us home.
Uncle, even the smallest light can guide those who are lost.
Uncle, don't worry.
You will certainly return home.
That is our promise.
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind.
Put it over there.
We encountered them near the water body in no-man's land,
close to border pillar fifty-three.
Rangers?
No, sir. Regular Pakistani Army.
That means they are getting active.
There's a saying in my village, sir.
When crickets make a lot of noise,
night is about to fall.
Today, they approached the border.
Tomorrow, they may cross it.
We must act.
We cannot strike first, Hoshiar.
You know the policy.
That's why I restrained the men today.
But holding soldiers back while facing the enemy breaks their spirit.
If war begins, you'll have your chance.
I promise.
Sir.
Sir!
I thought we'd have a standoff today.
But Hoshiar sir disarmed them with his words.
Even the enemy had to salute.
If sir hadn't stopped me, I would've crushed their necks.
It's been two months of nothing but cleaning guns.
We had our opportunity today, but we let it slip.
It takes greater courage to conquer the mind than the enemy.
Careful, brother.
You'll become a saint at this rate.
Your mother meant for you to read that book, not live by it.
Everyone's angry that the enemy walked away alive.
But Balam Singh suffers most.
-How? -Yes, how?
His luck has run dry here.
Had he crossed into Pakistan, he might've found a bride!
Don't talk nonsense!
-Nishaan sir! -Yes.
Remember that girl from Hisar? I heard she got married last week too.
God help him.
Every girl he likes gets married within a month.
Shut up, idiot!
Or I'll kill you!
In my area, he's famous.
The moment he looks at a girl, wedding bells start ringing for her.
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind.
I'll tell you what happened once.
-A girl's family came to his house. -I see.
-They seated her and lifted the veil. -And?
It was actually their elderly aunt!
They said, "Baba Balam Singh, bless this old lady too.
Let her get married."
You rascal! My name is also Balam Singh!
-I'll teach you a lesson today… -All hail Baba Balam Singh!
All hail Baba Balam Singh!
Gentlemen, today you are being given an opportunity
that only a fortunate few ever receive.
The opportunity to become a soldier of India.
Today marks a new beginning for all of you.
Because the moment you step into this academy,
you leave your old life behind.
From this point onward, you will forget everything else.
Your friends, your family, your home.
Because now, your comrades are your friends,
the Army is your family,
and this nation is your home.
-We will break you… -Keep going!
-and reshape you. -Move!
We will shape you in such a way that no one will ever break you again.
I expect you to give your all
and prove that you deserve to be called soldiers of the Indian Army.
And as tradition dictates,
the best cadet will be awarded the Sword of Honor.
The Air Force will win it.
Who else could?
Maintain posture, cadet!
Brother…
You don't swim in water. You glide over it.
Remarkable.
How do you manage that?
Back in my village, there was a pond.
An old idol of the Goddess rested in it.
My father would give me a dime for touching the Goddess's feet.
As a child, I would dive repeatedly.
Diving into water meant seeing the Mother Goddess.
-I always got scolded by my father. -Why?
I used to tear pages from my books and make paper airplanes.
Hello, brother. Come join us.
You run like a hunting dog.
But no matter how hard the Army tries,
it can never outrun the Air Force.
Right, brother?
Come on, join us.
What…
What's his problem?
Why is he always so full of attitude?
No idea.
He barely talks to anyone.
There's no bravery in punching a bag, brother.
If you have it in you, face the Air Force.
What are you doing, Sekhon?
The English class is about to start.
Bashing your head against English isn't half as fun as taking him on.
-What problem do you have with him? -I don't have a problem with him.
I have a problem with losing.
There's a saying in my village.
When you are built like a matchstick, don't boast like you're Bheem.
Give up, or you'll end up with a broken nose.
Come on.
Even if my neck breaks, brother…
I never give up.
Then let's go. Come on.
So… did you have enough yet?
When people look up, they see God.
When enemies look up, they see Sekhon.
Then I'll make you meet your God.
Come on.
Sir is coming!
-Come on, hit me. -Sir is here.
-Sekhon… -I'll show you…
What is going on here?!
Sir!
We train cadets from all three forces together
so that they learn to stand together,
not fight among themselves.
This kind of indiscipline will not be tolerated!
Ten-mile run to Dumtorh hill.
Right now, Aces!
Sir!
Guys, I got dragged into this mess because of you two.
I got punched and punished.
What was my fault?
Hello, brother.
You're pretty clever.
You think starting first means winning.
I've never lost a race.
Buggers, this isn't a race. It's punishment.
Whatever it is.
I won't let him win, even a punishment.
You're welcome to try.
And if I beat you?
Then I'll salute you in front of everyone.
You should run too.
Sekhon, don't do this.
Hey…
I'll get into trouble because of you two!
Please, guys! You'll get me into…
The loser salutes the winner.
You two never listen!
We'll be punished again!
Jai Hind, sir!
Gentleman Cadet Angad Singh reporting, sir!
-You received your joining letter. -Yes.
I knew you would.
Who can stop a soldier's son from joining the Army?
Mom.
Mom?
You haven't told her yet?
You tell her.
Are you afraid of your mother?
How will you become a soldier? How will you face the enemy?
Even you're scared of Mom.
Alright, fine.
Dad…
Look at his room.
He tries ten outfits before choosing one.
Because his mother is there to clean up after him.
When your wife comes home, she'll set you straight.
Give me ten minutes.
Once I clean this up, we'll go to the gurdwara.
Skip the drama and get to the point.
What is it that you father and son want permission for?
Come on, son. Be a man.
What happened?
I got my joining letter, Mom.
I want to join the Army.
I said no.
Why did you fill out the form?
-You never listen to me. -Please, Mom.
I want to be a soldier like Dad.
I've watched you since childhood.
Whenever Dad puts on his uniform and leaves,
you proudly send him off saying, "Jai Hind."
I want you
to feel the same pride for me.
Did you know?
Had I told you,
you'd never have let him apply.
If the father and son have already decided, why ask me?
Dad…
I'll talk to her.
Simi…
He hasn't even worn the uniform yet,
and he's already ignoring his mother.
He's my only son.
How can I let him go?
If every Indian mother thought the same,
who would protect this nation?
Life and death lie in Waheguru's hands.
Have faith in Him.
Let your son go with pride.
Come here, you fool.
Take your mother's blessings.
Mom…
God bless you, son.
God bless.
And what about your father?
Dad…
WAHE GURU
Simi.
When we get home, make some kada.
What are you saying?
They gave us so little.
Look.
Makes us run like bulls all day,
and having joyride on the motorcycle himself.
Beauty and the Beast.
Couldn't you speak a little more softly?
We'll get punished again.
His ears are very sharp.
Simi, get down for a moment.
Did you say something?
Nothing, sir.
Ace, what did you say?
Beauty and the Beast, sir!
How dare you call my wife a beast?
-Not ma'am-- -Apologize to her!
Right now, Aces!
Sorry, ma'am!
Before I punish you both again,
-get out of my sight! -Sir.
Run all the way to the barracks.
They were calling us "Beauty and the Beast."
And you made me the Beast.
I also called myself the Beauty.
Don't you think you frighten your Aces a bit too much?
Discipline is vital for soldiers.
Enthusiasm, when misdirected, becomes stupidity.
When channeled properly, it becomes bravery.
That's exactly what I was trying to teach them.
Until they learn this lesson, these three will continue to be punished.
Three?
There is a third.
He has the potential to become a good officer.
Only if he understands one thing.
Come on, gentlemen.
I need an answer.
Discipline, sir.
Is there no command in your voice?
How far should your voice be heard?
Lahore, sir!
How far?
Lahore, sir!
How far?
Lahore, sir!
Then I'll ask again…
What is the most important element in shaping a good cadet?
Courage, sir.
Okay.
Sir… training, sir!
The more we sweat during training,
the less we bleed in war.
Anyone else?
-Hoshiar. -Sir!
Self-reliance, sir!
A soldier must make himself capable enough to depend on no one!
All of these are important, cadets.
But to become a true soldier, the most important element is
your bond with your comrade.
No matter how capable a soldier is,
he can never win a war alone.
A soldier's most trusted weapon is not his rifle or his tank.
His most trusted weapon is…
his love.
For his brothers. For his loved ones.
For his nation.
We do not fight for kings.
We do not fight for leaders.
We fight for the brothers
next to us.
In war, when the enemies will have their rifles aimed at you,
and when you turn around and look…
even when your own shadow has deserted you,
your brothers will have your back!
We live as brothers,
we bloody die as brothers!
Sukhi, when you send rakhi this time, send two.
One for me and one for Mahender.
It will cost you 101 rupees.
I won't pay a rupee more than 21.
Fifty-one.
Alright, fine.
For one rakhi.
So that makes it 102 for two rakhis.
Money is the only relationship left these days.
Give the phone to Mom.
Have some shame, girl. Always troubling the boy.
He's my only brother, Mom. Shouldn't I trouble him at all?
Greetings, Mom.
Greetings, son. Is everything fine?
Yes, Mom. All is well.
What about your leave, and…
what have you decided about the girl from Ambala?
Actually, Mom…
I like someone else.
What?
Dear Lord! Who is she?
There is someone, Mom. And she's very beautiful.
Have you ever seen a peacock? She's just like one.
You fool, you should have said this earlier!
Your father is fixing a date to see the girl.
He'll be furious.
He'll be humiliated.
Please, Mom, don't tell Dad anything. I was only joking.
I don't like such jokes.
Talk to your father.
Please, Mother. Others are waiting in line.
-Hey… -Alright, bye. I'll call later.
Yes, son.
He hung up.
His three minutes must be over.
So quickly.
Yes, Mom. Everything's fine here.
Okay.
Yes.
Okay. I'll call again next week, Mom.
Okay, bye.
-Bro, did you notice? -What?
Hoshiar never calls home.
Nor does anyone come to see him.
He would have, if he had any family left.
Coach told me his father was also a soldier…
who attained martyrdom.
His grandmother raised him until she passed away.
He's learned to live alone.
Come, I'll buy you another samosa.
-Another one? -Yes…
Hey, wait.
Isn't this your rakhi?
It was. Now it's yours.
My mother says…
even a tree should never have to stand alone.
You're not alone now, brother.
My sister is your sister.
My family is your family.
Give a message to my sister.
Tell her she doesn't need to send any more rakhis.
As long as her brother lives,
he will come personally to get the rakhi tied.
I forgot to tell you something important.
-So… -What?
-Whoever loses salutes the other. -Hey!
In a garden, the intermingling of colors And fragrances create beauty
If I stand alone, I mean nothing If you stand alone, you mean nothing
Friendship is my faith
May I never stray from my faith
A true friend Places his friend equal to God
Friendship is my faith
May I never stray from my faith
A true friend Places his friend equal to God
The shade of friendship Is darker than blood
I would offer my life If my friend asked
Gold and silver mean nothing
When my friends are precious gems
Our friendship is strong We will never part ways
This attitude is new
Perfect for a new recruit
Everyone will instinctively salute him
Right-left, right-left, right-left These feet will never stop
When a friend walks beside you Defeat is impossible
When a friend lifts you on his shoulders You can pluck the stars
They may not be God But they are no less
Those who have friends are fortunate
They are fortunate
A letter for you.
Who sent it?
It says Hoshiar Singh Dahiya.
Should I read it out?
Billu!
My dear brother Billu!
A letter has arrived from your brother-in-law.
Read it quickly.
He's become quite bold, writing to you directly.
Don't make me hit you, you good-for-nothing!
You can't even read, and you call me good-for-nothing?
Don't act smart just because you go to school.
Read it.
It's a very short letter.
Only four lines.
Just four lines?
"My love, I withered long ago, in the pain of losing you.
Who says there's still any life left in me now?"
What does it mean?
Sounds like news of his death.
Uncle! Uncle!
Good. Good.
One more…
-Just one more… -No, no, no more.
-Hoshiar Singh Dahiya? -Yes.
You have a visitor.
Who is it?
Your father-in-law.
Father-in-law?
Son, your first mistake
was writing to my daughter without my consent.
Your second mistake was writing about death and dying.
It was only a couplet, Father-in-law.
Hoshiar…
Did you come here to be a soldier or a poet?
Son, don't take offense.
-I beg you-- -Please don't do this.
Take a few days' leave
and bring your wife here from my house.
Are you actually married?
I was in seventh grade.
Grandma asked me, "Shall we go get some sweets?"
I said yes.
I didn't know they were sweets for my wedding!
After the wedding, I went back home, and she went back to hers.
I've never seen her face since.
We've been friends for a year, brother.
A whole year.
You know everything about my family.
And you hid something this big from us.
I didn't hide it.
-I didn't tell you because-- -He hid it.
You definitely hid it.
I became suspicious when he started asking for couplets.
I recited ten,
and he finally chose this one.
Which one did he choose?
"My love, I withered long ago, in the pain of losing you.
Who says there's still any life left in me now?"
Tell me, does this couplet even rhyme?
Does it?
-No. -Exactly.
So they were right to think it was news of his funeral.
I'm very nervous.
This is my first visit to my in-laws' home.
Stop! Stop!
Now listen to me.
-Son-in-law. -Yes.
Now you must identify which one among them is my Dhanvanti.
-Me? -Yes, you.
But remember one thing.
Whoever you point at,
you must accept her as your wife and take her with you.
Yes.
Bravo.
Come on, soldier.
Time to show courage!
Her!
Now you must take her along!
I am ready!
-I really like you. -What are you saying?
From the moment I saw you, I fell in love with you.
-Really? -Shall we go sightseeing?
Alright.
-Greetings, Uncle. -Greetings.
So you finally brought your wife home, son?
What else does it look like?
Come.
Come, sit.
What happened?
Grandma said
I should take my in-laws' blessings as soon as I arrive.
Can I have a photograph of them?
A photograph?
My mother never got one taken.
She used to say, "We'll take one when your father returns."
But my father never returned after the war of '48.
All that remains is his uniform.
Where is it?
-What? -Father's uniform.
I bow to you, Father.
-I… -Do you need anything?
Tea, water, bread, biscuits?
Could I get a broom?
A broom?
And some turmeric as well.
-Only you have it. Otherwise-- -Of course, I do.
I'll bring it.
Broom. Turmeric.
The ants are coming in from here.
If we sprinkle some turmeric, they won't enter.
Oh God!
I made a terrible mistake.
Grandma said you would lift the veil, but I completely forgot.
Won't you look at me?
I will…
but some turmeric went into my eye.
I'll fetch water.
No, no. It's alright.
Is it fine now?
My friends used to say
soldiers are always gruff.
They only know how to fight.
But you aren't like that…
What am I like?
You're just like my Nandu.
So calm.
Who is Nandu?
Our bull.
People fear him, but he's actually very gentle.
Do I look like a bull?
Oh God, I blundered again!
-Grandma told me to keep quiet. -Hey…
But I forgot again.
-No, no… -You must be thinking
-you've ended up with a fool. -No.
I talk too much…
Can I tell you what I'm thinking?
I'm thinking…
I'm very lucky…
to have found you.
So beautiful you are How could I ever put it into words?
It would take me a lifetime just to watch
I wouldn't change a thing about you
You look lovely exactly as you are
Like a stranger That's how I first felt about you
But now, when I think about it
It feels as though I've known you forever
I wouldn't change a thing about you
You look lovely exactly as you are
My beloved has come home
I've been lost in your thoughts
My life and my death are bound to you
I will carry you always in my heart
Bewitching eyes
A mesmerizing voice
You're the breeze that sweeps me away
Night and day, it is only you I speak of
Yet something always feels incomplete
No matter how hard I try
There seems to be no end to this longing
As if it's a debt carried over From a previous lifetime
I wouldn't change a thing about you
You look lovely exactly as you are
Like a stranger That's how I first felt about you
But now, when I think about it
It feels as though I've known you forever
I wouldn't change a thing about you
You look lovely exactly as you are
My beloved has come home
I've been thinking only of you
My life and my death are bound to you
I will carry you in my heart always
My beloved has come home
I've been thinking only of you
My life and my death are bound to you
I will carry you in my heart always
Turn your hand around.
-Here. -No, brother.
-This time, you must keep it. -Not at all, brother.
You've been tying rakhi on my hand for so many years.
It's time you accept something from your brother.
I'll get your share and Mahender's from my brother.
I'll ask you for something else instead.
Here, eat.
Ask me anything you want. Don't hesitate.
Don't spoil her too much, brother.
Her wishes are bigger than you think.
She can ask for anything.
Mom, brother is troubling me!
-Come on, son. Don't do that. -Unnecessarily…
This day belongs to sisters.
-Hello, Aunty. -Hello.
-Mahender, this is for my daughter-in-law. -Aunty…
And this is for the little one.
-There was really no need for this. -No arguing with a mother!
It's my love. Keep it quietly.
Thank you, Aunty.
-Hoshiar. -Yes.
This is for my daughter-in-law.
Take really good care of her for the next few months.
Yes, Aunty.
Give me five minutes, guys. I'll come along too.
I have to report to Ambala.
Son…
Why don't you explain it to him as well?
The girl's house isn't far from Ambala.
They are a respectable family.
But he refuses to meet them.
I even had them send a photograph, but he didn't even look at it.
Leave it to us.
-How? -How?
Your son cannot stand losing.
-Come on, brothers. -Take care.
See you, my firecracker.
-I'll see you all soon. -Come on.
Listen, son.
-Since you're going to Ambala-- -Not again, Mom.
I don't want to meet anyone.
-Come on, guys. -Let me finish first.
Take this photograph and return it to them.
-Why? -Because they said no.
Since it's been dragged out for so long,
they probably think the boy has an attitude problem.
Exactly.
I'm a pilot. Am I not allowed a little attitude?
He does have a point, Aunty.
But… how can they say no?
Leave it.
You'll receive many more proposals.
Just have this sent back to their house through someone.
Who is it?
Greetings, I…
This cursed doorbell is my enemy! Always ringing!
Yes?
Greetings. I am Nirmaljit Singh.
Have your tea. I'll quickly call her father at his office.
Offer him biscuits.
Why did you suddenly turn up like this?
Your… photograph…
What about it?
I wanted to ask…
Where was this photograph taken?
Did you come all the way here just to ask where I got this picture taken?
No.
People carefully examine vegetables before buying them,
and you rejected me without even seeing me?
-What? -I mean, I couldn't visit personally,
but there was no need to be upset.
-Well, I-- -I'm a fighter pilot.
I have a decent salary, and I manage to cook fairly well.
I'm reasonably good-looking too.
There's no reason to reject me.
-Are you saying I could be rejected? -That's not what I meant.
Then why did you take so long to respond?
You could have rejected me earlier.
But I never rejected you.
Well, neither did I.
-What? -Yes.
My family tricked me.
If you didn't reject me,
then that means you agree.
-Do you? -You never give straight answers.
If you have an attitude, so do I.
Peacock.
Like the arrival of spring is my beloved
Bringing with him
The first rain of love
Like a peacock, I sway and dance
You taught me How to move to the rhythm of love
A distant star
A faraway riverbank now walks beside me
A fragment of the moon
Has descended into my courtyard glowing brightly
Love was once just a word to me
Until I met you
Love looks just like you
And for my entire life, I won't look away
Love looks just like you
And for my entire life, I won't look away
A turban on his head, veil on the face
As you step out, every eye follows
Shining so bright
The color of love is deep
Your body is like sandal Your shadow is also like sandal
Do not change your fragrance
I'm your bangle, you are my ganging Our pair is like drum and cymbals
I'll never remove the ring from my finger As you are the diamond of the ring
Your veil is vermilion And my entire life is in it
Never remove it from your head
You are flawless
How do I call you the moon?
Love looks just like you
And for my entire life, I won't look away
Love looks just like you
And for my entire life, I won't look away
Greetings. An important announcement from the Indian Army.
Due to escalating tensions along the India-Pakistan border,
all soldiers' leaves have been canceled,
and they have been instructed to report to their respective units immediately.
This sounds serious, brother.
You didn't invite them to your wedding.
So the enemy took offense.
Now the only way to pacify them is through war.
Punjabi weddings are incomplete without a fight.
But it's not the war I'm worried about.
-It's you people. -Me?
Why?
I'll win the race in war.
And if you lose this one,
you'll have to salute me, brother.
You will never change, brother.
The ship is ready to sail
Courage is the only requirement To conquer the world!
When the Army, Navy, and Air Force unite,
we are unstoppable.
Let's give them hell, brothers.
Okay, Captain Meetu.
The command is now yours.
Do you know your duties?
Dad, while you protect India,
Captain Meetu will protect Mom and our house.
Very good.
And what are the rules, Captain?
Rule number one is to finish my homework daily and help Mom.
Rule number two is to crack a joke daily and make Mom smile.
Very good. Dad is proud of you.
Meetu, bring Dad's gift.
-Oh, yes! -A gift?
What are my orders, Commander?
No orders.
It's a request.
Give me a smile.
Please.
All the sorrows in the world is mine
And sadly, I belong to you
Dad!
Close your eyes and hold out your hand.
She made it for you last night.
She said, "Dad will guard the borders,
and Goddess Durga will guard Dad."
This is the greatest gift in the world.
Thank you, Captain.
And then I'll go
O fleeting moments Slow down, just slow down
Mom, where is the border in water?
Your father himself is India's border in water, my child.
Have you lost your mind?
You shouldn't lift heavy weights!
I'm a soldier's wife.
Don't mistake me for a delicate woman.
Okay, listen to me.
I said listen…
I was saying, make someone write the letter for you,
and inform me whether it's a boy or a girl.
I won't make anyone write letters.
Come and see for yourself who won the bet.
Wait and watch. It will be a boy.
Not at all. I'll win the bet.
We will have a baby girl.
You will win the war,
and I will win the bet.
Okay, sir!
-I'd kiss the moonlight on my brow… -Take care of yourself.
And then I'll go
Aren't you a soldier's wife…
and not some delicate woman?
Crying isn't good for either of you.
We're both getting anxious.
There's no need to worry.
I am a soldier. I will come back.
Crowned in victory or wrapped in memory.
But I will return.
O fleeting moments Slow down, just slow down
Sukhi?
Good Lord, look at you!
Your eyes look even more beautiful after you cry.
You should cry in your palanquin. You'll look stunning.
What nonsense are you saying? Sukhi looks beautiful?
Let me see.
You must be joking!
She looks like a chimpanzee to me.
Sukhi, your groom will run away seeing your face.
Brother…
I finished getting ready before Father did today.
You can't complain today.
Yes, brother, I'll call Father.
Or you might miss your bus.
Thank you.
For what?
For taking their responsibility while I'm away.
Yes, but you won't get extended leave from this duty.
For how long then?
You must return before my henna fades.
What? Let me see the henna.
Then I'll go like the wind and return like a storm.
Wait and watch, peacock.
Every moment, I long for you
Every moment, I want you
-I'm fortunate to have found you -Have you met Mom?
Every moment, I want to make you mine
O fleeting moments…
Satnam Waheguru.
Bless us…
See you, my step-mother.
My real mother is calling me.
God bless you.
May Waheguru bless you with a longer life than mine.
What?
Why would I want your share of life? I have plenty of my own.
Instead, bless me with the strength to destroy my enemies.
Even their mothers must have blessed them with long lives.
A mother can only bless with life, not death.
Does that mean I shouldn't fight?
No, you must fight. That is your duty.
Fight bravely and return victorious.
I'll fight too, with my motherly love.
See you, Father.
Keep this.
No, I have enough.
I earn well now.
Still, I'll take it.
Father, I know I've always irritated you.
But I promise I'll never let you down.
I'll always make you proud.
So long, Father.
And then I'll go
PUNJAB ROADWAYS
And then I'll go
Base to Viper.
Over Point Alpha, entering India.
ETA to Srinagar, one minute.
Operation Changez has started.
We'll wreak havoc on India today.
-Look, airplanes! -Look!
Hey, stop!
Airplanes!
Air attack! Take cover!
Get down! Hold on!
-Take cover! Move! -Take cover!
Get the guns now!
-Get out of here! -Clear the area!
Move!
Take cover!
Sir, they've taken already control of the bridge.
They didn't just take it, Ram Singh.
They killed our men and seized post.
What do we do?
-Ram Singh. -Yes, sir.
You will cross the river with Team Bravo, two kilometers downstream from the bridge,
-and head towards the village. -Yes, sir.
I'll take Team Alpha and attack from the East.
But first, we must destroy their air support unit.
-Sampooran. -Yes, sir.
They are out of RCL range, sir.
We won't be able to hit the target from this far.
Then they will call for air support as soon as they are attacked.
Then we won't attack the ASU, we'll shoot the office calling for air support.
But, sir, what if someone else sends the signal.
Only if we let them get there!
-Ajeet! -Sir.
At sharp 1400 hours, you will shoot the officer posted in ASU.
Remember to get the job done with the first bullet.
Otherwise, the enemy will be alerted.
Absolutely, sir.
And then, we will show them our hospitality!
Sir!
Sir, what do we do with the bodies?
Same as always.
-There is no need to ask. -Yes, sir.
-Take positions! We're under attack! -Come on!
Bole So Nihal!
Sat Sri Akal!
The bridge is under attack! Go there and fire!
Asif, come in. Asif! Asif, confirm air strike!
Asif!
Don't let anyone escape!
-Move! Get in! Hurry! -Come on!
Tango for Charlie. Tango for Charlie, come in.
Tango for Charlie.
Come in…
Tiger One to Tango, come in.
Tango to Charlie. Tango to Charlie, confirm--
Tiger One to Tango, come in.
Go for Tango.
Why weren't you giving a reply, Rashid?
The Indian Army must be on their way. Be ready.
The Indian Army has already arrived.
And Rashid is gone.
There is still time, you better understand.
Know your boundaries,
or both the lines and you will disappear!
Fateh Singh.
Aren't you Fateh Singh?
Angad Singh was your son.
Didn't he die in the same sector…
in '65?
I've heard…
our soldiers gave him a very slow death.
We'll give you the same… slow death!
Why are you quiet, Fateh Singh?
Are you afraid?
It's a good thing. You should be afraid.
Names of martyrs give courage, not fear!
I was observing a moment of silence for you…
as one does for the dead.
Don't talk nonsense!
You have been talking nonsense for 23 years!
You cannot even control East Pakistan,
yet you demand Kashmir!
The number of people in your Pakistan
is fewer than the goats we sacrifice on Eid!
And you talk of defeating us?
Forget Kashmir! First try to take this bridge back.
Even your next seven generations
will not be able to reclaim a single inch of it!
That is the Indian Army's promise!
Wherever you try to infiltrate from,
be it air, land, or water,
an Indian soldier will stand before you,
look you straight in the eye, and declare with pride,
“Come and face me!
Here stands India!"
Jai Hind!
Jai Hind! Jai Hind!
-You know what? -Yes?
Make some kada.
But you just had it.
It's my stomach. What is it to you?
I'll make it.
You were thinking about your son,
and he sent a letter.
Read it out quickly and tell me what he's written!
"Jai Hind, Dad!"
Louder.
"Jai Hind, Mom!"
God bless you, son.
God bless.
"Don't worry about me. I'm absolutely fine.
I'm surrounded by tall mountains on all sides,
and the courage of our platoon stands even taller."
Is it?
"If the enemy dares to attack us,
he will regret his decision.
And, Dad, one more thing.
Out here, I arm-wrestle every day."
Is it?
"I've defeated everyone.
Next time, I will defeat you
and win your motorcycle!"
Trying to intimidate his father.
He has become fearless.
"And, Mom…
It's not too cold out here yet.
But… since I miss you,
I wear my sweater on the inside, and--"
Jai Hind, sir.
I am sorry to inform you, sir.
We lost Captain Angad Singh.
He fought with courage,
but the enemy was greater in number.
I am sorry, sir.
What happened? Read ahead!
When did this happen?
This morning at 0500 hours.
He was severely wounded when he was brought to MH.
He wanted to speak to you one last time.
CO sir tried calling you, but…
but nobody answered at home.
In the morning,
we visit the gurdwara.
Where did he go?
You stopped reading as soon as my name came up.
Will you read--
Simi.
It's time.
Will… this look nice on Angad?
I stitched it in a hurry.
Had it been for his wedding…
I would have decorated this more.
Be brave.
It's time for Angad to go.
I was never in favor of him joining the army.
But on the day I saw him take the oath in uniform…
God bless.
It was the proudest day of my life.
I am proud of my son.
He lived with honor. I have to tell him this.
Whenever bullets are fired at the border
It strikes a mother's heart
I feel like collapsing Clutching the earth
-Where my son was lost… -Jai Hind, my child.
-Where my son was lost… -Jai Hind.
"Place the garland and sing your hymns, Mother."
Place the garland And sing your hymns, Mother
For after death I am walking toward God
Today she weeps, seeing her son's pain
He was the one who laughed In the face of death, my dear
It is not easy To carry upon one's shoulders
The lifeless bodies of sons, my dear
My dear…
O Mother!
Bless us, Waheguru.
Simi.
I am leaving.
You're going to war.
You should have at least taken blessings at the gurdwara today.
How long will you stay angry with God like this?
It's been six years.
Stop blaming yourself.
Even if you had spoken to Angad that day, you couldn't have saved him.
It was his time to go, and he went.
But you must come back.
Take care.
The Fateh Singh I love…
has never lost a battle to date.
So, this time when you come back, Sardar ji…
you must also win the battle within.
Will you?
Jai Hind, Sardar ji.
Jai Hind.
-Jaggi! -Yes.
-Jaggi. -Tell me.
Quickly slice the potatoes.
Later, we have to slice the enemies.
Yes, of course!
Jaggi!
-Ram Singh. -Sir.
What is Gurjeet saying?
Rations are already limited. If the soldiers starve,
how will they fight?
What limited, sir?
Ask him what is more important. The lamp or food?
I apologize, sir.
But the lamp is also important.
During the partition,
when we left our homes and came over to this side,
my mother lit a lamp outside our house.
With the hope of returning home someday.
She couldn't go back, sir.
But, sir, these villagers will definitely return home.
Gurjeet, this is not just a lamp.
It is hope.
Their faith in God.
Tell me, how can I let this lamp burn out?
I was saying, sir…
if we eat plain roti for the next few days,
we won't die.
I will manage, sir.
Here you go, sir.
Take all the ghee you want.
God bless you, Gurjeet.
You should have come to me first.
What's the report, Ranga?
Sir, the transmitter has been damaged.
And the display is also broken.
Repairs will take time.
We'll have to hurry up, Vijay.
Without the sonar, we are completely blind.
On it, sir.
-Sir, I… -Don't say it, Ranga.
Sir?
I know you don't trust the sonar.
No, sir. I was going to say that I trust you.
Liar.
We were attacked by Pakistani aircraft,
even as we were making every effort
to resolve the situation in Bangladesh through peaceful means.
I have not the slightest doubt
that our brave Indian soldiers will emerge victorious.
The enemy has attacked us.
They dropped bombs.
And injured our sir.
What else are we waiting for?
Why are we being restrained?
It has come down to do or die.
The enemy must be thinking that we've run out of courage!
Balam Singh!
Sir!
The enemy attacking us shows their fear,
not our weakness!
Yes, sir.
But, sir, why do we always wait for them to strike first?
Why don't we strike first?
To the mighty, it doesn't matter who strikes first.
Because he knows
that he will deliver the final blow.
Don't you read the Gita, Santram?
Sir.
My mother gave it to me.
Because a mother knows
that Lord Krishna is also our charioteer, and not Arjun's alone.
We always get what we want when the time is right.
Isn't that what the Gita states?
So, you will get your chance to fight when the time is right!
Sir!
You mean to say, sir…
when the time is right, Balam Singh will also get married?
Sir.
Better stop him now,
or I'll pull out the few strands he still has!
You will, Balam Singh. Count on it.
Seems difficult to me.
Idiot.
Say what you like…
but I feel the proposal has already arrived.
-Soldiers. -Sir!
-Break formation. -Sir.
Come on!
It's here! It's here!
-It's here! -Come on!
-Sunil Saigal. -Yes, sir!
-Krishan Kumar. -Sir!
-Naik Subedaar Nishaan Singh. -Sir!
-Rajender Singh. -Sir!
-Santram. -Sir!
Your sister-in-law is quite worried.
She says, "Your son visits the gymnasium every day.
He wrestles with the wrestlers every day,
and says he wants to be a celibate and never marry."
What is there to worry about?
He's only eight years old!
"Monu misses you a lot."
He's kept all his Diwali firecrackers safely.
He says he will light them when his father comes back.
"The kids don't want to go to school.
-They just keep asking about their dad…" -Beni.
-Hey, Beni! -What happened, Balam?
Did someone send you a proposal?
-I'll kill you, you pest! -What happened?
Look.
I guess sir didn't get any letter this time either.
It's a girl.
I've become a father.
Santram!
Listen…
There you are!
Listen!
What happened, brother?
What's written in the letter?
Mom…
I lost my mother.
She suddenly fell ill at night.
There was no one to take her to the hospital.
When the neighbors took her in the morning…
she was already dead.
I couldn't perform her final rites either, brother.
She kept saying one thing before she died.
"Tell Sant to immerse my ashes in Ganga."
Be brave, brother.
Let's put in an application for leave.
Hoshiar sir can put in a recommendation.
No.
I couldn't save one mother, but…
until I save my Mother Nation…
I won't leave this post.
Now, I will immerse my mother's ashes in Ganga
only after defeating the enemy.
Even you got a letter.
What's the news from home?
No news.
What do you mean?
Weren't you expecting good news?
There is no news, brother.
Give me the letter.
No!
-Leave it. -I said give me the letter.
-Hey! Listen to me, Santram. -"How are you?
I'm so happy to inform you that we have been blessed with…
a girl."
Are you out of your mind?
You've been blessed with an angel and you're keeping it a secret!
I wasn't keeping it a secret.
It's just that, after hearing about your mother…
Brother, she's a mother.
Wherever she is…
she will always be happy to see her children happy.
Tell me something.
What was your mother's name?
Parvati Devi.
Why?
We'll name your niece…
Parvati.
My brother…
We will have a celebration tonight.
Bhagiram!
Prepare sweets!
Santram has become an uncle!
We've been blessed with an angel!
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind.
All the letters have been distributed, sir.
Except for one. For someone named Hashar Singh.
But there's no one by that name in the platoon.
There is. This letter is for me.
-Okay, sir. Ram-Ram! -Ram-Ram!
Greetings to you, dear.
I hope you are doing well.
I told you I wouldn't let anyone else write my letter.
That's why I take lessons from Billu, and write it myself.
There might be some errors, but I know you will read them correctly.
The update is that the doctor has said
we can expect the new member of our family to arrive by next week.
I won't write any more letters after this.
You must come and see for yourself who won the bet.
And I just want to say that…
"My love, I withered long ago, in the pain of losing you.
Who says there's still any life left in me now?"
Come on, everyone!
Messages keep coming, stirring our pain
Each letter, asking questions same
When are you coming home?
Tell us when you're on your way
Because this house is lost without you
Messages keep coming, stirring our pain
Each letter, asking questions same
When are you coming home?
Tell us when you're on your way
Because this house is lost without you
Empty was this heart for ages
With her arrival, it feels like a festival
Alerted are the doors Hearing someone's footsteps
The dawn arises as that Special someone twists and turns
I keep wondering Whenever I am alone
The moon will descend in my courtyard
The one that shaped my destiny
Adorned with those beautiful earrings
Holding that veneration platter
And asks the beautiful henna Adorned on her hands
When are you coming home?
Tell us when you're on your way
Because this house is lost without you
Ask the tears trickling down the eyes
It's not easy to part ways
I left behind my mother Who prays for me
Because more than her I love this motherland
Gently someone whispered That I must return
I'll be waiting for you Don't make me yearn in pain
The nights spent awake
The unsaid words
Promises unfulfilled
And asks her memories
When are you coming home?
Tell us when you're on your way
Because this house is lost without you
O winds passing through!
Need a favor from you
Find the one
Who has left me
A road or a lane
I haven't found yet
Which can erase these distances
I will come back I will come back
Back to my land
To that shade of love
For those yearning eyes For those longing arms
For those lanes of my house
To fulfill the promises I made
I will come back I will come back
Sir, our submarines have set course to target the enemy ports.
Inshallah, good news will soon follow!
Continue with the air raids, Zafar.
Sir.
It's time to go for the kill, gentlemen.
Torpedo!
Brace for impact!
Torpedo!
Run!
-Get down! -Come on!
Move!
All hands…
This is your captain.
Our hull has been breached.
Abandon ship.
Ranga! Ranga!
Sir…
I… trust…
What happened, Sekhon?
Get ready, G-man. I think it's time.
Scramble! Scramble! Scramble!
Four enemy jets have crossed the LOC and are heading towards Srinagar.
Cheetah formation, scramble! Cheetah formation, scramble!
-Move! Move! Keep moving! -Move! Hurry!
Baaz to Alpha. Permission to take off.
Pakistani jets will be over our base any moment.
You won't be able to take-off before the bombing.
Over!
Don't do it, Sekhon! Sekhon, can you hear me?
Sekhon!
Now!
That was great, boys.
Another round, and we can return home.
What was that, Shamsheer?
When people look up, they see God. When enemies look up, they see Sekhon.
Shamsheer, split!
Check right there.
You made a big mistake coming here.
You forgot that the hawks of Guru guard this nation's borders.
Now, you cannot go back.
Shamsheer I can't shake him off! He's on my tail.
Get him, now!
Hit the deck! Move! Move!
-Get in, get in. -Hurry up!
Get in, quick! Come on.
Come on! Hurry!
Sir, the Indians are abandoning ship.
Their defense was quite weak.
Set course for Okha, Riyaz.
Sir.
Come on, come on, fast, fast!
Everyone, hurry!
Come on! Hurry up!
-Sir… -Come on, take him.
Hurry!
-Sir, you? -The mission isn't over yet, Saurabh.
You go.
-But, sir… -That's an order.
Sir, torpedoes!
Damage report, Riyaz.
Ballast tanks have been damaged, sir.
We must surface immediately.
We have been sent here to destroy Indian ports.
How will we reach Okha if we surface now?
Sir, under these conditions, we cannot reach Okha.
The tanks are flooding. If we don't surface now, we will sink.
Stop looking around and look up.
Fire the torpedoes and finish him off!
Yes, sir!
Viper to Shamsheer!
Did you get him, Shamsheer?
Pashtun, I need backup!
He's on my tail.
Where did they come from?
We should go back before more of their fighters join him.
Let's go home.
Roger, Pashtun.
Are you scared, Viper?
You are staring at death. You should be scared.
I'm going back to my homeland,
and there is nothing you can do about it.
What are you going to say when you go back?
That one Sardar single-handedly shot down your four planes,
and you still couldn't kill him?
Even a storm of bullets couldn't shake his courage,
and you fled even though you were safe and sound?
You will definitely get a medal for this.
If I get out of this alive,
then I swear to God, you will not.
Salutations to Goddess Durga!
Keep your heads down!
Get down!
Goddess…
give me strength!
Give me strength, Goddess!
Jai Hind!
Salutations to Goddess Durga!
Jai Hind!
-Jai Hind! -Salutations to Goddess Durga!
We are the Indian borders in these waters!
I loved you so utterly that
Nothing of me remained beyond that love
With every drop of blood I shed
Mother, I still owe you a debt
Jai Hind Jai Hind, Jai Hind to my land!
Well then, my peacock,
today is the test of our love.
Jai Hind!
Bole So Nihal!
And that rascal was saying he won't let me go home!
Sat Sri Akal!
What story deserves to be told
If time can wipe away its truth?
What is youth worth
If it simply fades And crumbles into dust?
What life holds value If it is never offered
In sacrifice for the nation?
Jai Hind! Jai Hind, Jai Hind to my land!
The Indian Army delivered a major blow
to the Pakistani forces in the battles fought on the western front.
The Pakistani Army, Air Force,
and Navy suffered defeats at several locations.
However, some Indian soldiers also laid down their lives in the line of duty.
According to the Ministry of Defense,
Flying Officer Nirmaljit Singh Sekhon in Srinagar,
Commander Mahender Singh Rawat of INS Kawach in the Arabian Sea,
and Lieutenant Abhinav Ranga--
In the battle of Longewala, second lieutenant Dharamveer Singh,
assistant commandant Bhairav Singh and Ratan Singh,
Lance Naik Mathura Das have been martyred.
I am going to win the race in the war.
And if you lose this race,
you will have to salute me, brother!
Zaheer, you will take the 23 infantry and pass Mandiala through Manavar Tawi
and head towards Jammu. Over.
Sir.
What is the update on the enemy in that area according to our scouts?
There is just one company of Sikhs in Chak Peeran.
Reaching Jammu from there won't be too tough.
Good. I am diverting some of your tanks. Out!
Khalid, your request for tanks have been accepted. Over.
Thank you for the tanks, sir.
When do we begin the operation?
As soon as our forces cross Manavar Tawi,
the Indians will divert their forces to protect Jammu.
At that time, you will infiltrate India through Shakargarh Bulge
and capture the Chicken's Neck.
Once their neck is in our grasp,
it won't take long to behead them, Inshallah!
I want to speak to the brigade head.
Sir!
The sandbags are in place.
And we've laid anti-tank mines at the entrance of the village.
Their tanks cannot reach the bridge now.
Good.
Post two teams at the gate.
One on the left and one on the right.
And you will command them both.
And I will hold the post at the end of the lane.
Remember.
We will let the enemy come in first,
and then show them our hospitality.
Yes, sir.
Gentlemen, orders from the brigade have arrived.
We are going in.
The enemy wants to attack from Shakargarh Bulge,
and destroy our roads and railway lines leading to J&K.
Before they act, we will attack them!
Today, at exactly 1900 hours…
Alpha and Bravo companies will cross the border from here,
and moving through Basantar stream, will capture Jarpal post.
Sir!
The enemies are hiding in trenches.
They have support from the armor regiment.
It's going to be a tough one, gentlemen!
No problem, sir!
Hoshiar!
You will be ready with Charlie Company to support them.
For our support, the 17 Pune--
-Sir. -Yes, Hoshiar?
I know the plan is already in place,
but I still have something to say.
My company should be given the opportunity to capture Jarpal.
Only one chance, sir.
I promise you…
the tricolor flag would be soaring over Jarpal at dawn.
Soldiers, my father used to say…
when any soldier in the world goes to war,
he carries bullets in his gun and explosives in his pocket.
But when an Indian soldier goes to war,
he carries death on his shoulder, and the tricolor in his heart.
You should too.
Because you'll need both for what we are going to do today.
We'll enter Pakistan today,
and hoist the tricolor flag on their land!
The enemy killed thousands of our brothers.
Our brave brothers.
Now, we will kill them.
There is a saying in my village.
Even though we worship Lord Rama,
but we have the temperament of Parshuram.
It's time to show that temperament today.
We're going to set foot on their land today and wreak havoc!
We won't just cross the border!
We will reshape!
Always powerful!
15th DECEMBER, 1971 JARPAL
Sir, the Indian troops are crossing the border and advancing towards us.
What is their strength?
According to our scouts, one company, sir.
They intend on taking Jarpal with barely 100 to 150 soldiers?
Are you ready, Akram?
Absolutely, sir.
They will never be able to cross the open field beyond our trenches.
And even if they do, I am standing by as reserve.
Good!
We will make this their graveyard.
Out!
One hundred and fifty goats!
Hunter to Victor. Victor, come in.
Victor to Hunter, over.
We've reached near the baby. Tell Arty to start singing the lullaby.
Copy. We will sing the lullaby for exactly fifteen minutes.
Out!
-What is that sound? -What was that?
I don't know.
Duck!
Down!
Get down!
Sir!
Sir, the enemy is approaching!
-How many are there? -Too many, Gurjeet!
Tank, RCL, Mortar! They've brought everything!
Sir!
The enemy is here, sir.
The lullaby will stop in 60 seconds.
Bayonet.
Be the instrument to destroy the enemy and fight this war.
Victory will be yours.
Fight.
Fight!
Soldiers!
For a soldier, the border is not merely a line drawn on a map.
It is a pledge made to his country.
A pledge that no one will cross
the line that he defends.
Not the enemy.
Not his bullet.
Not even his intents!
And today, under no circumstances,
will we let this pledge be broken!
I know that we are just 100,
and the enemy outnumbers us.
They have tanks.
When their 25-kilo shells hit,
the earth shakes for five kilometers.
Any officer in the world would say
we are going to lose this war.
But I say we are going to win this war.
Because wars are not won with weapons!
They are won by those who dare!
When the 40 Sikhs of the Guru
faced a million Mughals in Chamkaur…
they said with a smile, "Is that all?"
That was daring!
When Bhagat Singh embraced the noose,
that was daring!
When Shivaji Maharaj stormed into enemy camps
and tore open Afzal Khan,
that was daring!
I want to see that same courage and daring in all of you!
-Do we dare? -We do, sir!
-Bole So Nihal! -Sat Sri Akal!
Keep moving!
Go on!
Keep going!
Keep moving!
Fire!
Down!
Come on, move!
Pick up the mortar shells, Beni!
Leave!
Keep marching ahead!
Nishaan and Santram, come here!
We need to stop the MMG!
Toss the grenade!
Keep it here. Arm it.
Watch out!
Why did they stop, Gurnaam?
And where are their tanks?
Keep moving ahead!
Load!
If we want to get to the trenches, we must neutralize both the MMGs.
Give the order, sir.
I'll charge at the bunker and shut them up!
Have you lost your mind, Nishaan?
You just recently became a father!
Sir, give me the order!
-Sir! -Quiet!
I will charge at the bunker!
Nishaan, tell Omkar to fire the mortar at the forces higher above.
-Sir… -It's an order!
-And Santram. -Sir.
You will give me cover fire.
-Move! -Let's do this!
Be careful!
Balram.
That post! Sir's orders!
Come on! Come on!
Open fire! Now!
Get him!
Hey, you!
Keep firing, guys!
It's done.
Let's go! Come on!
Come on…
Sampooran!
The tanks are coming from this direction!
Change position!
Yes, sir!
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
Fire!
Load! Fire now!
Go inside the tanks!
Let's go.
Sir! Sir!
Left, forty-five.
Halt! Load!
-Hurry up! -Fire!
Sampooran!
Ram Singh!
Sir… don't let this hope die, sir.
As long as it stays alive, we will all return…
Ram Singh…
Down!
Cover me!
Keep moving!
Okay.
Move, move!
Come on, move!
-Come on! -Move!
Don't go over the ditch.
Take a right! Right!
Hide.
Follow him! Follow him!
Didn't I tell you…
we'd gut you the same way
we gutted your son?
Gun!
Load!
No…
Spare me, Fateh Singh. Spare me.
Spare me.
Spare me, Fateh Singh. Spare me!
I surrender! I surrender!
Spare me!
For the sake of your Waheguru!
No!
My son saved you today.
Sir!
He says they had more tanks,
which they sent to Shakargarh before coming here.
Inform the command immediately.
But the wireless has been destroyed in the blast.
Then send a dispatch rider.
Sir, I don't want to die.
Please don't kill me, sir.
Don't be afraid, we won't harm you.
You are a soldier of your country.
Tell us what your plan is.
I don't know about the plan, sir.
The officers were saying that…
Indians are a cowardly race.
That if we kill a few thousand,
the rest will be ready to lick our feet.
-Don't waste time. Hurry. -Come on.
Pass them one by one.
Balam, it was already tough for you to get married.
If you become a cripple, then there will be no hope left.
Careful!
The war isn't over yet, soldiers!
The enemy won't let go of this post easily.
They will surely launch a counterattack!
We must be prepared before they…
Hoshiar sir!
Hoshiar sir.
Are you alright?
Hoshiar sir!
Down! Get down!
-Get down! -Down, Beni!
Hey! No!
Get up, Beni! Nothing will happen to you!
Say something.
Say something, you pest, or I will kill you!
Hoshiar sir!
Leave me. Handle your posts.
Under no circumstances will you fall back.
Don't fall back.
-Sir! -Yes, sir.
Jai Hind!
Let's go, Afzal.
Nishaan!
Nishaan, grenade!
Santram! Santram! Santram!
Sant…
I had a feeling I wouldn't get the chance to take down any Indians this time.
But the Almighty heard my prayers. He is very generous.
He sent you to meet your death at my hand.
You fool!
There's a saying in my country.
"Kill one, and thousands will take their place.
Kill thousands,
and the entire nation will rise in their place."
No one's coming.
You are a bunch of cowards.
Even if we kill a few thousands,
the entire country will be ready to lick--
Hindustan! Hindustan!
-I will not spare you! -My dignity, my pride!
My very existence is Hindustan
Hindustan! Hindustan!
My dignity, my pride
My very existence is Hindustan
Jai Hind! Jai Hind, Jai Hind to my land!
Sir.
No, Hoshiar.
This victory belongs to you.
To your soldiers.
So, the right to hoist the tricolor flag
also belongs to you.
So full of laughter and light they were
Who smiled even in the face of death
They carried the nation in their hearts
And death on their shoulders
The tricolor they raised
Will live forever in our memory
The sons of the soil who did not return
They did not return Those sons of the soil
Those young soldiers who did not return
They did not return Those sons of the soil
The flag for which Our Sardar hung from the noose
We allowed not a single stain On that tricolor
Only a father knows this pain
My joys know no bounds
As I am lifted on the shoulders Of the one who carried me in his arms
When the apple of our eyes Are sent to the borders
They return only as memories
Brother.
I want to ask you something today.
Please bring my brother back.
Your sister will never ask for anything again!
Just bring my brother back.
-The sons of the soil… -Just bring my brother back.
Who did not return
-Just bring my brother back. -They did not return
Those sons of the soil
Those young soldiers who did not return
They did not return The sons of the soil
Some pains never ease
The exile never ends
The lamps are still alit
But a few brave sons never returned
A few brave sons never returned
Simi.
Shall we visit the gurdwara?
Fill a glass in my name
And drink it when the monsoon comes
Father, I am no longer here
Please live the youth I could not
The heads that bow in prayer
Will return as memories
Those young soldiers who did not return
They did not return Those sons of the soil
Those young soldiers who did not return
They did not return Those sons of the soil
se sons of the soil