Father.
What's up?
We've heard a lot about your goats.
It is said that their milk is sweeter than nectar.
Won't you offer us your goats' milk?
Go get the milk.
Good.
So the rumor is not false.
It is true.
Really.
Your goat's milk is sweeter than honey.
They call me Nanhe Singh.
Have you heard my name?
Tell him about me.
He is a politician from the Delhi government.
Yes!
A politician from Delhi
and do you know the Salwa Judum of our district?
It is under my jurisdiction.
Understood?
At least, now offer me a seat?
Yours?
How many?
And how many kids?
Only two. - Only two?
You are one of those family planning types.
Does he look like a tribesman?
If I put these glasses on you..
Here, wear them and show me.
Look.
Doesn't he look like Rajesh Khanna?
Now I know why your goat's milk is so sweet.
Tell me.
Do you know what Salma Judam is?
It is a public movement to save you, your wife
your children from the Naxalites.
And they say you denied going to the camps?
Do you want to die here?
You will be safe in government camps.
If you stay here, the Naxalites will kill you.
Come with us.
I can't leave the temple.
For 5,000 years, the lamp has been burning.
Bull crap. 5,000 years?
Do you even know when our country got independence?
Have you ever sat in a train?
Do you know where Ram temple is?
Moron! 5,000 years!
Do you understand what am I saying?
Where is your eldest son?
Moron! Family Planning?
Tell me.
Do I look like a moron to you?
A boy for you and a girl for me!
Where is your eldest son?
Where is he?
Woman, get some water.
He is with the Naxalites, isn't he?
Pour here.
Do it properly.
Come on get up. Get up.
Wear them.
Now you decide
whether you want to be with children of Mother India
or be with enemies of our motherland.
India is your mother, you moron.
These Naxalites are raping your mother.
See.
We'll try to save your son.
We can get him out of it.
Like you, he can also live with dignity in the government camp.
You just have to put your thumb impression here.
This will verify that you are with Salwa Judum.
See the others have also done the same.
Give me the ink pad.
Hurry up, man.
Take it.
Here, come on.
Come on. Do it, man.
You won't do it?
Moron. Naxalite. Rascal. What do you want?
You want me to force your son
to rape your daughter and wife in front of you.
Do it!
Move!
Father.
Should we go to the camp?
I don't know.
How many more days will you worship?
We have left our homes, our parents, our kids for you.
And you.
You want to go in that government camp?
And join those Salwa Judum rascals?
With the government which is making
a mockery of our nation for past 60 years?
Nanhe Singh is a beggar.
If this beggar becomes a minister
he will become a bandit.
His hunger will never be sated.
The filthy pig will devour all.
Do you know what happens in these camps?
Do you?
The doctors perform vasectomy in these camps.
They cut your veins, castrate you.
You know what they do?
Turn you impotent!
Like the race horses
are neutered so that they can gallop faster.
Similarly they will remove your testicles.
Make you a eunuch and a slave in your own farm.
Now you tell me.
What do you want to do?
Do you want to fight?
Or you want to die?
If you want to die
then die fighting.
Like your son.
You have become a traitor to your own community.
They forcibly took my thumb impression.
There you see.
This is the dirty politics they play.
The British forcibly took our thumb impressions
and made us slaves.
These moron are using the same strategy.
Now you tell me.
What will you do now?
I will betray the government!
Shut up! - Father.
Father.
You are not betraying government.
You are betraying our community.
Mother India... rat's tushy.
You are already a eunuch! You coward!
If he stays with you
he will also become a coward like you.
He will fight with us!
He will come with us.
Fight along with us.
So the Naxalite put a gun to your head
took away your son and you didn't do anything?
Now see another spectacle from these glasses you wear.
And don't utter a word.
Father.
Everyone listen carefully.
Whoever...
Whoever supports the Naxalites will meet the same fate.
Get me some water.
"You strip us, yet you are not sated."
"It's your psyche that is naked."
"I can also rip your flesh apart if given the power of wrath."
"Why the powerful won't deliver justice?"
"Why the only drive in this world is greed and injustice?"
"In this ever changing world."
"Life goes on, in orderly chaos."
"Life drifts on, steadily as a boat in the river stream."
"As my bleeding soul sings like a black bee."
"Why the powerful won't deliver justice?"
"Why the only drive in this world is greed and injustice?"
"In this ever changing world."
And I'm gonna get high.
Oh, you! - Have some more.
Good job, babes. Good show.
Hi, baby. - Hey, sweetheart.
Guys, are we seeing any film today?
I watched 'The Social Network', so no more movie this week.
What a movie! Brilliant!
It wasn't that brilliant! - Buzz off, pal!
How sweet! You thought it was a true story, Shibu?
It's a lie, you know that, right?
It's all manufactured.
And as far as I'm concerned your film should've been called
'The Anti-Social Freaking Network'.
Of course! - Anti-Social Network. What the hell!
What do you do on Facebook?
You go home. You sit alone and you poke people.
And who are your friends?
And what do people do on Facebook?
They farm, they gamble and they become gangsters.
Is this social networking?
Twitter! Is what you call innovation. Steroid blogging.
Now that I get!
Vikram! Chill!
Facebook and Twitter are like apples and oranges.
Both are different, but both are awesome, dude.
Oh honey! It's like saying
a shag and a blowjob are both different and both are nice.
Ask any guy
he'll tell you what's better. - I prefer both.
Of course, you freaking do.
And you know guys, according to a survey
Twitter posts are complete nonsense and pointless.
Where did you read this?
On Twitter. - No, you didn't!
I did! - Damn you!
Bet on this. - How much?
Guys. Guys, I want to get this tattoo done on my back. See.
Sorry. Here!
That is so pretty.
See.
These dragons, eagles, tigers, cats, bats.
Why do potheads get animals tattooed?
Because my love
humans are slowly turning into animals.
Okay, guys, I have a theory!
Oh my God!
For example.
The world probably began with a hundred people
and a hundred souls. - Right.
These hundreds turned into thousands
thousands into millions millions to billions.
So humans are constantly increasing.
Babies are born every day.
Population is multiplying
but a soul is neither born nor can it die.
So then...
So where do all these humans get their souls from?
From where?
Animals.
Today is the day...
Why do you think.. - Ladies and gentlemen
Pooja Reddy, you have broken the sound barrier
and spoken the stupidest.. - Why do you think..
You've realized.. - Why do you think people are turning into
pigs, rats, vultures, dogs?
Etcetera. Understand? - Listen, listen.
This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard.
Pal, did you realize?
Why you behave like an ass all the time?
So what are you? You are also a wicked soul.
Which animal lives inside you?
Look guys. It's confirmed he is hundred percent donkey reborn.
No, guys.
Vikram is not a donkey reborn.
He is a cock reborn.
I will just... wait.
Aw!
And we can all call him Prick Reborn.
You know what you are?
What the hell, man!
Look at this!
I am...
a witch.
I am a witch.
A born again witch.
I am loud, I am proud I am bad.
Here goes my baby.
"I am a witch."
"A born again witch."
"A born again witch, just a born again witch."
"I am a witch. I am a witch."
"I'm loud, I'm proud, I'm bad."
"I am bad, I am mad and my papa is so rich."
"Take me home, baby!"
"I am a witch."
"A born again witch, just a born again witch."
"I am a witch. I am a witch."
"I'm loud, I'm proud, I'm bad."
"I am bad, I am mad and my papa is so rich."
"I am.. I am a witch."
Should I cast her as Juliet in our play?
Juliet was a virgin.
"A born again witch just a born again witch."
Hey Pooja!
I am a witch, I am a witch, just a born again witch."
Come down!
Pooja, come down!
From now on, no girls should be seen dancing in bars.
If you want to live in India, live as Indians.
We won't let India turn into America.
Long live India.
Pink Bra Campaign. Interesting concept, right.
Yeah, these rascals should really be set straight.
Take a look, this is awesome. - Yeah! I know this.
Oh, wow. - Pink..
Hey!
Good job done! - Wow! Awesome.
Cheers!
Good job.
Okay, guys.
Okay. - Oh!
Come here, come here. Come here. Come up here.
I am the profile picture. Damn those Rascals!
Yeah, damn those rascals!
Corruption is the much needed grease
for the squeaking tires of a rigid administration.
Who said that?
Okay! You tell me. - Sir, Huntington.
Absolutely right!
So that's why I say corruption is good.
Sounds weird, isn't it? Okay! Let me explain it to you.
Mumbai, Delhi, Kolkata, Chennai.
These are four major metro cities of our country.
Here the traffic never stops
and we know the conditions of our roads.
And the Indian traffic sense is
world famous.
Yet people manage to reach their homes and offices.
How?
The traffic countable standing in the middle of the road
managing traffic is solely responsible for turning
this impossibility into a possible situation.
Since the government pays him a meager salary
he has no other option but to report on duty every morning.
Because when he goes to work, he will get bribes
and that is the only way he can manage his family expenses.
Now like that traffic constable
ticket collectors, municipal workers
state electricity board workers
and everyone working in the whole political system
the only reason for them, to work or not to work is the same
and that is bribes.
Yes... - Sir, if graft was so good then it would
benefit the rich and the poor equally.
But it doesn't.
Corruption is an economic stimulant.
A catalyst for growth.
For the economy corruption is like tonic!
Yeah.
I am sorry, sir, don't you think it's time to change this tonic?
I mean that's ridiculous.
So how do you propose to do that, Mr. Vikram Pandit?
By starting a Pink Bra Campaign on Facebook?
Why not? - Because you can deal with local issues
by creating a social media campaign.
But can you change a corrupt system
with social media? Perhaps no!
No, sir I mean.. Er.. the revolution in Egypt.
That was started on social media.
Okay!
Then the Kashmir issue can also be solved on social media?
We can solve the Naxal problem on social media?
The tribal could also get their long awaited justice
through social media?
But that does not happen, Mr. Vikram Pandit.
Sir, I don't know if I can get justice for the tribal.
But I can certainly raise a voice for their rights.
That's a start.
Okay.
I'll see you in my office.
That's all for today. Thank you.
Lunch.
While speaking with the correspondent
The greatest weakness of a tribal is
that he is not corrupt.
He has no part to play in this nexus of graft.
And unfortunately neither of us can do anything about it.
You mean the tribal won't progress until he is corrupted?
That's the logic!
You are my student.
I did not want to you to make feel small
in front of the whole class.
Especially after what... what's that Pink Bra Hero..
This social justice, socialism are mere words.
Socialism has no future today.
It's a.. It's a hopeless situation!
I'm sorry, sir
in a country where 70 percent people are poor
and only a few thousands have money
socialism can't be just a word.
I mean, I am convinced it could be the hottest trending issue.
Yeah! Hottest trending issue!
Okay Mr. Pandit, if you are so confident
let's play a game.
Reliable source claim that the government has
decided to deploy over 150 CRPF battalions..
One second, one second, please.
in the remote parts of the affected area.
Hello, papa!
Did you listen to BBC?
Yeah, tune in to listen.
I will call you in a while. I'll call you later.
Papa, bye! Bye!
The earlier
government had discussed using Air force to fight
against the terror, it is yet to be seen..
What game, sir?
The game? - Okay. Yeah, yeah! A secret game!
Take this file. It has my notes.
Articles, essays on social revolution.
How old are you? - 27, sir.
I was 21 years old
when I wrote this.
It's useless for me now.
You are the hero of social media.
Publish it on social media. Blog it!
But under your name.
Because in 2014 only a handful remain
who listen and think about socialistic theories.
You will understand the difference
between tribal issues and Pink Bra.
Try it!
Okay.
Yes, papa!
I was about to call you up. Did you hear it?
Hey! Hi. - Hey.
Yeah, tell me, Vikram.
When is the next student body meeting?
Next Student body meeting is...
On Saturday. Why? - Okay.
Can you book me a slot? - Okay.
Let me know the time.
What?
You need a time slot? - No.. I want to speak.
You want to speak! Are you serious?
Yes! I want to speak!
It's not that funny!
I know, guys.
Ever since I can remember myself.
My answer to a no has always been a yes.
If everybody here wanted beer I'd want rum.
If all of you wanted to have rum
I'd want beer!
I am pretty sure I was born prematurely
because my mother was not quite ready for me yet.
When my girlfriend wanted a tattoo on her left breast
she ended up with one on her right.
When she wants to be on top of me
she ends up under me.
It was such a big deal for me that I didn't realize
when I started doing exactly what other people wanted
because they had figured me out!
I am just this quirky screw-up
that has this stupid predictable habit.
But because of it, one thing I positively understand is
that when people know what your weakness is
they can manipulate you at will.
Now it's a big mystery.
Whether the government of Pakistan
manipulates the terrorists
or whether the terrorists manipulate
the government of Pakistan.
In either way
Kashmir is paying the price!
Everyone gets a piece of the pie.
Employment for unemployed youth.
Business for the arms and
ammunition dealers, winning elections.
ISI's enormous budget gets justified.
The president of Pakistan be he elected or otherwise
gets a very convenient truth
to fool his own people and to fool the powers of the west.
Everyone gets a piece of the pie!
Except for the people of Kashmir.
Be he the Pandit, be it the mullah.
He has nothing in it now.
He will have nothing in it later and he is paying the price.
And this is something we as Indians understand very well.
And so we scream slogans like:
Victory to Mother India!
Hail motherland!
So patriotic!
Now simply replace the Government of Pakistan
with government of India.
The terrorists with the Maoists
and the Kashmiris with the tribals.
I'm not saying I am a Naxal
or a Leftist or a Maoist. Please!
I am just a quirky screw-up!
Not bad!
In two hours, more than hundred hits!
Nope! 136 to be precise.
It's true that we need support from outside the border.
We need help.
You know we need friends.
We need guns, we need ammunition.
And in this war, because this is gonna be a new war
the guns have got to be our minds
and the ammunition are our thoughts.
And we have this enemy that's inside our country.
The biggest enemy
are the people who are in the government offices
they are in the parliament.
They are in all the institutions running this country.
That's right
That's who we need to fight against, you know!
Thanks.
What we actually need
is to raise a storm. You know, a tornado!
An army of incorruptible intelligent youth
to finally to take the fight to these imperialist rascals
and bring them down.
I mean what we need is to strike.
We need a revolution.
Yeah. - That's what we need.
But how, man? - We do it by thinking it, man.
We do it by believing in it. We do it by getting out there!
I mean you are gonna get placed and you gonna go out there
and you're just gonna work as a corporate drone
for 4.2 million a year
and you are never gonna look back and think that maybe...
Maybe if you'd had tried you'd have changed the world.
Because you can do it but you're never gonna do it.
Because somebody is gonna come from Infosys
or Google or somebody they gonna give you a fat-ass pay check.
They are gonna give you a nice crappy little house
and that's gonna be your life.
And if everyone thinks that way
then everyone becomes a slave to the system again.
But it's just ten of us...
It's not ten of us, it's ten of us now.
Then is the other ten.
Then it's the ten they tell then it's the ten they tell.
How many kids of our age are in a position to do something?
If we just freaking try. If we just freaking believe.
It's right there!
Excuse me. Can I?
Hey!
You wrote that piece? Inside. - I did!
Wow! How did you think about it? - Honestly, I was doped!
Well! Maybe then even I should try some.
I always wanted to be a writer!
Then why don't you write?
Never quite understood what to write!
And anyway half the people in the world
are either writers or actors.
That's true. That's true!
Going this way?
So you live in Hyderabad?
Yes, for the past six years, I'm here. - Oh nice.
Married!
Yes, I am married! - Why such a long pause?
Honestly? - Honestly!
I was tempted to say no. - Ah!
Do you have kids?
No - You don't like kids?
No! I love kids!
Any plans to have kids? - Not today!
Not today! How about a drink today?
Sure, why not!
Priceless. - So, what do you do?
As in job?
Not now, but I did earlier. - What?
When I was in Delhi I used to work for this
National Museum of Modern art. - Wow!
I mean, that's a great job! - It's a wonderful job, yeah!
So how did you come to Hyderabad?
Had to relocate. But enough about me already.
You tell me. You tell me about yourself.
There is nothing much to tell.
You write so well, you speak so well, so.
Thank you. Thank you.
Girlfriends, I am sure you have a plenty.. - Sadly no!
Why? - Because I don't understand this.
You tell me.
The girls that are sexy have no substance
and the girls that have substance are just not sexy.
And by the time they have both they are married.
A lot...
Thank you!
Oh you know there's a...
There's a really interesting version.
Interesting way of reading these.
The one where you add a word at the end of the...
Yes! Yes! You know that one. - Yeah! Yeah!
You wanna try? Okay. - Yeah! Sure.
Word? - Yes.
In bed.
It's a bit cheesy I know. - Very cheesy.
But sometimes cheesy is good.
Okay.
So...
Plan for many pleasures ahead in bed!
See! I see girlfriends in the future. - I hope so.
You'll find something that you've lost in bed.
I did. My earrings.
And Vikram Pandit's forecast is..
Nothing! It's a blank!
It's actually blank. It's not funny.
Blank in bed. - Vikram Pandit.
You Naxalite. Here you are having imported beer
and you sermonize about tribals? They are all the same.
Write a book, win an award
and start pimping the damn Naxalites.
What book? What gibberish are you talking?
You think the country is dumb? Do you think we all are dumb?
What the hell!
Look.. - Oh my God!
I'll come to your institute and shoot you.
If I see you again, I'll put you in a grave. You ISI agent.
Then you'll know what revolution is.
You are selling your own country.
You will make us slaves again.
You hypocrites, rascals
educated freaking intellectual terrorists.
What the hell..
So what do you have to say about it?
It was game for me, sir. The game's over.
Your file, your thoughts.
I came here for my MBA, not to become an activist.
And you are right.
In this country, there is no hope.
Thank you.
Vikram.
You won the game!
Thank you, sir.
"When I wake up"
"I realize that your love's all I need."
"And heaven knows."
"That your love, that your love has blown me away."
Vikram, this is Mr. KVS Prasad.
Additional Director General of Police.
The man behind Greyhound. - Greyhound as in...
Greyhound as in Greyhound dogs. Hunting dogs.
We are paid to hunt.
It's a different thing that they hunt humans.
Professor Batki.
All right, I'll see you. Yeah, yeah! I am coming.
Not humans... Man-eaters.
Sorry, I am little confused.
What were you guys talking about?
We were talking about Naxalites. Damn traitors!
Anyway, you tell me about yourself.
Not much. I was in IIT Delhi. Then I went to New York.
Worked at Wall Street for four years
then I came back for my MBA. But tell me.
This Naxalite problem. Why is it called a war?
And why do you call them traitors?
How many of our soldiers died in Kargil?
587.
And who killed them? Our enemy.
And here in my area, I mean in Naxal area...
Do you know how many of my men died here?
1,500 soldiers and 4,500 civilians.
Kargil: 587. Naxal area: 6000.
Now you tell me
where is the real war and who is the real enemy?
Potter's Club is Sheetal's brain child
and as a good husband sometimes I look after the child.
Okay, Just hold on. Hello! Hello! Sheetal! Come here!
And keep the remaining ones too. - That is Sheetal, my wife.
Sheetal, this is Vikram you know. The same boy.
Hi! How are you? - Hello.
I am very well. - Okay, you know each other.
Okay, then I will leave you alone and be good.
Okay? - Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Oops!
A girl joined Sheetal in the first year.
And now there are 58 people with her in Potter's Club.
Professor! I need to talk to you. It's very urgent.
Two minutes.. - One second. Yes?
The thing is...
May I have everyone's attention please. Excuse me.
Just.. Just.. just gather around please!
It's time now. A very, very good afternoon to all of you.
Thanks for coming!
A bored housewife's hobby converts into a business
and that business turns into charity.
Nothing can describe the birth of Potter's Club better.
So welcome to the 5th year of the Potter's Club annual.
This year, tribal welfare department has given us
a grant of 220 million rupees.
And it's such a wonderful coincidence
that the Tribal Welfare department's undersecretary
Mr. Satyadev Dubey is here with us. Welcome, sir.
Okay. - Well done, sir.
Wow! Keep it up! - Good job!
Thank you!
But this year our target is
not 220 million but, it is 250 million
which we have promised to an NGO called the Peace Commando.
It is not just an NGO for us.
The whole and sole of this NGO
is a colleague of ours, a very good friend of mine.
Where is she? Charu!
Charu! Come! come!
Let's give it up for Charu Siddhu.
Come! Come on!
And now the man himself.
My husband, Professor Ranjan Batki.
Please Ranjan!
Well, my friends I won't take much of your time.
Thanks, sir!
Pooja, calm down.
As Sheetal just mentioned we are still 30 million short.
So please buy our pots and help make this charity popular.
Sir, you are doing a great job!
Don't worry about the popularity crap.
Thanks!
Buy them as gifts for your friends
you can contribute to this charity.
Yeah, guys! All of you please contribute to this charity crap!
Pooja, enough, stop it.
I think, young lady, the wine is really very good.
But for your kind information
this Potter's Club is no charity crap.
But now, I formally announce the opening of Potter's Club 2014.
Cheers! - Well done.
Well done! Congratulations! - Thank you sir.
Sir, it's urgent. - Okay, let's go, let's go!
Okay, please start.
Sir, I don't know how to say this.
This is bad timing
but the government has denied all your grants.
Denied? Denied.. but why?
Sir, the government funds go straight
from the Potter's Club to the NGO
that works in the Maoist afflicted areas.
But we are IIB. What have we got to do with Maoists?
Sir, neither IIB
nor Peace Commandos have anything to do with it. - So?
But all the NGOs are under the radar.
I have personally seen the intelligence report.
Naxalites are getting their money through the NGOs.
Everything was fine but they blew up an entire CRPF bus.
Home Minister wanted to get the Air Force in
but PM suggested a better solution.
Severe their bloodline. Funding.
Just think!
Where do you get the money for guns, bombs, AK-47s?
How are the land mines funded... - I know all that.
Seeing you doing this after a long time.. - Oops!
Oh crap! I'm so sorry. I am so sorry, sorry, sorry.
No, that's okay.
Such an easy.. - I was checking if I am still any good.
I'm sorry.
There is only one cigarette. Anyway.
You had quit, right?
Just felt like having a drag.
Sorry, I couldn't do much for you.
But don't worry everything will be fine.
It's not about the club, Ranjan!
You know I am not ambitious.
I can find happiness in small things.
It's just that, you know, everyone is so busy.
Everyone is contributing as per their level
even our maid for that matter.
I've been working with Charu and the tribals
for such a long time.
I thought even I was contributing.
But I guess it's back to the potter's wheel for me.
Sheetal. come what may, the money will be arranged!
Potter's Club won't shutdown.
Trust me!
"..we drifted apart..."
Once again.
"Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight?"
"Are you sorry we drifted apart?"
Professor, please join me. - No, not me.
You are singing beautifully! Come on! come on! - Two lines.
"Does your memory stray"
"to a bright summer day?"
Good...
Guys! I am going home!
22.. - Pooja, you should take admission here
life will be much simpler.
MBA! And what about GMAT? - So good, right?
I am tension free and having a ball.
Pooja, will you do Juliet's role in my play?
Depends on the Romeo?
Seriously, it's the limit. - Every time.
I mean, this is ridiculous.
200...
Well tried, sir?
Thank you. Thank you.
Sir, please sit. - No, you sit. I am fine.
Sir, how about a beer? - Yeah, I will have one.
Sir, I've got information. I've got a job from Amazon.
Fantastic - 3 million.
Congratulations. - Thank you.
And sir, Vikram Pandit is joining Infosys
and Sudhir is picked up by ICICI.
Fabulous! Congratulations! - Thank you, sir!
I am so proud of all of you.
Sir, I got McKinsey! Pretty happy with that.
He is so happy sir, that girls will actually now talk to him.
Okay, I need to say something very important to you.
Not that I have not been saying for all these 3 terms.
But you see...
The country doesn't just need successful
brilliant managers and CEOs.
But the country also needs new innovative business ideas.
Of course. - Of course, you know that! Of course!
I taught you that.
Let me say it's like how an earthenware artisan would be...
Earthenware artisan? What's that?
Earthenware artisan means
a potter the way he moulds the clay
in the same way Industrialists can mould a country.
It's the entrepreneur who leads the country
into a new era of success and growth.
The government has refused to purchase
the Pottery Club products.
And as a test of your keenness and sharpness
I want you guys to create a landmark marketing plan.
The target is 250 million and last date is 26th January.
Sir, but this is very aggressive.
I know it's aggressive but that's why I am
throwing this challenge to all of you.
I am sure something will come out of this.
Sure. Okay.
So shall I take it that you will do that?
Yeah, we will work on it. - Yeah?
Okay. Great!
Hi! - Hi!
How are you? - I am good.
I thought since you are helping us so much
let me also help you a little.
Okay. - Take a look!
This file contains the names and telephone numbers
of all the business houses and people
who understand our cause. - Okay.
Now, how you contact them, what you may say
how you will go about it, is all up to you.
You can use this.
Oh, wow, that's great!
Thank you, Charu.
Come on, let's go.
Yeah! I want to know something which only you can tell me.
In all my research
what is the nexus between the tribals and the Naxal Maoists?
It's a very complicated issue, but a simple answer would be
that it's a fight for the rights and the freedom of the tribals.
Freedom?
Freedom from what?
Hunger, unemployment and the atrocities of the government.
After 60 odd years of independence.
Can you believe that?
Whose side are you on?
I am with the tribals.
So, are you Pro-Naxal?
Now! That is the problem!
If I am with the tribals then it means I am Pro-Naxal
I am anti-establishment?
It's such an Urban Elitist point of view.
I am just a middle class man
with middle class thoughts.
But I know one thing for sure
and that nobody wants a revolution today.
You know what they want? - What?
Money. 'Moneyism'.
Money has so much power
that it's an ideology, a revolution in itself!
The day your tribals get rich
these Naxalites will become their slaves.
Really?
If you've quite figured this out
then why don't you do something about it?
Because it's not my job! - It's not your Job.
Do you know why the tribals don't have money?
Because everybody thinks the same. It is not my job!
When it is nobody's job
then the ones helping them will be labeled as traitors.
The tribals don't even get an ounce of what they deserve.
You know why?
It's freaking nobody's job!
People are moving from Karachi
to neighboring state for the celebration of Eid.
Cameraman- Kamin Yusuf. Chand Nawab. Indus News.
Karachi... Shameless guy, take another route.
People are moving from Karachi
to neighboring state for the celebration of Eid.
What are you doing, lady? Stop for a minute.
People are moving from Karachi
Oh, no spilled. - to neighboring state for the celebration..
Dude, at least you stop them. - Forget it.
Brother, you can go from there, right?
Train will be leaving the station soon.
People are moving from Karachi
to neighboring state for the celebration of Eid
With cameraman Kamin Yusuf Chand Nawab.. You moron...
Look at him.. Karachi..
Oh, look at that speed.
Shibu! Shibu, Shibu, Shibu!
You have to watch this. Come, come here.
Take me to Batki's home. - Look. Hurry.
I have seen it, bro... Batki's house.
Just move away!
Batki. It's a two minute drive to Batki's home. Take me there.
Just move, bro! - I need to talk to him now.
Do me a favor, take the keys and go.
What will I do with keys, moron?
I don't know to drive this thing!
It's your problem, not my problem. Move!
How is it.. - Freaking, go man!
That Arab will fall on you. - Pooja.. Come with me!
I don't want to come.. - You are driving me..
I'm not coming with you.
Not.. I'm not coming with you. Hey..
Okay. Wait! Two minutes..
If you take more than two minutes then I'll leave.
Your time starts now.
Coming.
Hi, sir. - Hi, hi. Come, come!
No, sir, just wanted to talk for two minutes.
I'm just having dinner. Come, come.
My friend is waiting!
I'll get your friend. - Who is it?
Hi! - Hi! Vikram. Come. Come on in.
Okay, I will get her.
Come in. - I just... I just wanted to talk for two minutes.
Just two... - Yeah, come and sit. Come.
Will you have some wine? - Ah no! No, thank you.
Please come on. - Come on.
I don't want to disturb. - Come on.
Come on. - Sheetal!
Remember the girl
who embarrassed me in front of everyone the other day.
Today she is embarrassed to come in. Look at this girl.
Vikram, I must say that you have a very beautiful girlfriend!
No! - Girlfriend?
Aren't you seeing... I didn't understand.
No, no, she's... she's just a friend.
I mean, I mean I love this weirdo
but I am not in love with him.
If you are not in love with him? How is that possible?
Okay, let's put it this way.
When you are 'in love' with someone
then you fall for the first impression
and not the real person. But love is just love.
It means...
Okay, it's a little complicated. Forget it.
Okay, let me put it like this. That I love what you said.
But I am not in love with what you said.
That was a good one.
You got it, sir. You deserve a kiss for that.
I get a kiss for that! Okay. - Yeah.
Thank you! Wine for you on that.
No, I am trying to quit. - Quit?
That's good!
After that day!
What did you want to ask? - Yes sir, I wanted to know
yesterday you asked us
to think a marketing plan for Potter's Club.
I did have a few ideas. I came to ask about..
Her department... - ...Sheetal about
the Potters Club and the pottery.
You want to know about pottery?
It has a little clay, some colors and labor.
Usually a pot sells around 40 to 50 rupees.
No, no, what I really wanted to know was.. about the business.
Like how you make the pottery.
What you position it as, supply chains.
That's a long story.
No, it's not a long story. Come on.
Everybody will get bored! - It is not boring at all.
At least narrate it, in fact when she narrated me this story
I actually got married to her. - Come on, come on.
No, I seriously want to know. - From the beginning.
Okay.
Since the beginning of civilization
pottery has been the perfect reference
in understanding of those times.
The lifestyle, traditions and culture
has all been depicted in their pottery.
It's evident from archaeological excavations.
Subsequently as civilization spread
man started travelling and wherever he went
he imbibed local influences
which were reflected in his pottery.
Like, the Roman influence in Aztec, the fusion of Chinese-art
or the Mughal art.
All this formed a global mixture of art.
But our pots have a uniqueness.
In every pot you can see history, folklore, a story.
Our pots are uncorrupted and very unique and you know why?
Because the place where they are made
the area called Bastar...
It's the remotest tribal area
where apart from these people
no one has set foot for past 5,000 years.
That's unique. - I'll have a glass of wine.
Yeah, please help yourself. Right here. - Of course. Sure!
Thank you. - You remember in the party the other day
you picked a pot and said
that it was amazing? - Yeah.
Now, the village where the pot is made
reaches back to time of Buddha.
But then, what's your brand name?
Under what name do you sell it?
There is no brand name because the government buys it.
And it's not business. It's just charity, you know.
Charity is big business today!
Oh yes, but you have to call it CSR.
Corporate Social Responsibility.
And don't forget you are sitting here for past one hour
because of my charity.
I'll have one more after this.
I mean we are doing this for a cause? Right?
For the tribals?
Your pottery is beautiful. So what's missing?
Sir, I believe if we apply proper solid marketing
and get a simpler, more innovative
distribution module going
package that with the cause that we are already selling
there'll be a huge market for it.
But the product distribution is very disorganized!
There are too many middlemen and hardly any profit.
So let me say that it's.. it's a boutique item, am I right?
Boutique item.
Okay, Vikram, where are you from? - Ah! Indore!
Indore everybody knows.
But I am from Rourkela! Have you heard of Rourkela?
Ranjan, please not Rourkela again.
It's a good story and don't worry.
I'll narrate it in a better manner.
What better manner! - Okay.
I'm listening!
She is listening, everybody is listening! So Rourkela!
My father was a station master in Rourkela.
So, obviously we lived in a railway colony.
There was a tradition in our colony that
Durga Pooja must be celebrated with galore!
It was financed by the CPM or the Janata Party.
But in 1975, Emergency was declared
and the railway employees went on a strike.
It was decided there would be no celebrations
on Durga Pooja that year.
So everybody was a little depressed.
So one day my father called me, and said 'Son.'
'It doesn't look good that we're not celebrating Durga Pooja.'
'Everyone looks a little depressed'
'so why don't you just collect money?'
So you know for 10 days
I went to everybody's house to collect money.
And can you guess how much I collected?
75,000 rupees. 25,000 more.
So everybody was happy. We celebrated Durga Pooja.
What I'm trying to say is
if you are determined, then no one can stop you.
Everything is possible.
Correct! - Hold on.
Vikram, I must say your ideas are very interesting.
In bed.
This is.. Take this book! What happened? - Nothing.
Take this book.
Dean is coming on Monday.
Get your presentation ready and
if you need any help. I am there for you!
Thank you, sir! - Cheers on that.
Cheers, Pooja. Pooja! - I need some wine.
Okay, I love wine but I am not in love with wine.
"Cool, cool breeze and a man on a funny trip, it's freezing."
"Freezing..."
"Cool, cool breeze"
"and the fat man is running out of breathing."
"Breathing..."
"Co... co... cold, cold heart"
"with a red nose, struggling, amazing."
"Amazing and I say..."
"When I say I'm gonna leave, let me be on my own. Bang! Bang!"
"When it's time to set me free, make no scene, watch me go."
"Chilling in my dreams and rolling in the deep"
"is close to my desire."
"Walking in the breeze so I can be on my own."
Hello!
What is this?
Just an earthen pot!
But if I were to say to you that this is not just a pot
but a rare piece of India's artistic tribal heritage.
I won't be wrong.
Prof. Batki gave us this challenge
to make the Potters Club a financially independent
profitable venture, free from government grants.
And while I was thinking of this I thought of us here
at one of the finest business schools in the world.
I thought about the responsibility
that that education should bring.
I thought about why despite of booming economy
and an industrial growth rate rivaling
any other in the world why are we still a poor country?
Why are our villagers, our downtrodden
our rural areas, our tribals
all not getting even a single piece of this growth?
And then I realized that this pot
has the potential to change all that.
Today sir, this pot, is worth less than a bottle of Pepsi.
Because you and I have never looked at it the right way
and never valued it, accordingly.
But tomorrow, say I were to create a perception value
in the market for a 100 rupees for this pot.
Why does the artisan who created it get less than a rupee?
And he is supposed to be content with this?
Where do the other 99 rupees go?
They go to the wholesalers.
They go to the retailers.
They go to the transporters. They go to the shopkeepers.
They go to the warehouses. They go to government offices.
They go to the octroi
and the unending list of necessary middlemen.
What if I propose to wipe out the middleman?
What if I make every single one of these middlemen unnecessary?
What I propose, sir, is to instead of selling these out
let's create an online auction!
Let's market these, package them and sell them here!
If we create a perception value of a 100 rupees
all we need is 10 rupees! Just think about that!
10 rupees! To send these anywhere in the world!
And this fellow, the artisan, gets the remaining ninety!
I have created the application, sir, it's ready!
I've spoken with Christie's
I've spoken with eBay, they are ready to host us.
Sir, it's such a simple business model.
But I think I believe
that we can bring about a kind of economic revolution!
All we need is to click!
And let's create some pottery and it goes live. Thank you!
It's very impressive!
Er.. Ranjan, what do you think?
Sorry, sir?
No, it was... well done!
Very good, but...
I don't think it can be implemented, sir!
But Ranjan... - It has..
I feel it has political undertones.
But sir, you wanted a profit making enterprise
that is what I've done!
I've... I've turned... - I think..
It's not about you, Mr. Vikram Pandit.
No, what he is trying.. - Can.. can I just finish please?
I feel...
It's very important that
we look at the prestige of our school also, sir.
I think that's it.
It's... it's... Thank you, sir. Good evening.
But where was the need to do it?
Come on! - Do what?
Vikram's proposal, why did you reject it?
Sheetal, sometimes we need to do certain things
regardless whether they are right or wrong.
But his proposal was brilliant
and you know it! Everyone in the room..
Yes on paper, in theory what Vikram said was not incorrect.
But what he was proposing can never succeed in India!
Oh! Come on, you are saying this.
Prof. Ranjan Batki is saying this!
I mean you go out there and motivate your students
to just go and change the world. Think new ideas.
I mean, come on, Ranjan.
An out-of-work art curator like me...
Sheetal.. - You gave my life a purpose..
I am not a chairman of a corporate business house!
I am a professor, a teacher.
And this is not a business house.
This is a business school. An institution.
You can do charity here but not business.
It could've turned into a huge scandal.
And less financial, more political
So just.. Just trust me!
I'll trust you. I always trust you on everything.
So why don't you just trust me on this also?
I will trust you because
I do not have a choice in the matter, do I?
That's... That's not fair. - That's enough.
I don't want be part of this conversation.
Now don't turn it into a domestic issue.
Damn it, man!
Vikram!
Vikram, listen!
Listen.
Listen to me.
What's wrong? Why you are avoiding me?
You claim to be a tribal ally.
When I was proposing progress for the tribals
why did you sit there dumbstruck?
Why didn't speak up in front of the dean?
You seem to know everything, Charu Siddhu.
The great NGO worker. A Messiah of the tribals.
You know everything about the tribals and the Naxals.
You have given me numerous lectures on the subject.
So why did you keep quiet before the professor and the dean?
Try to understand.
I am neither a student nor employee of this institute.
What could I say?
And I have no right.. - It was for the tribal rights.
Or was that not your freaking job either?
Hypocrite!
Vikram. Vikram. I wanna talk to you.
How dare you bypass me, Vikram Pandit?
This is a business school!
Potter's Club is a part of its curriculum
and you want to run it like a corporate office?
It is and it will always remain a charitable partnership
between the NGO, Peace Commandos and us.
And you want to rattle its very foundations!
Sir, I came to your home and talked about it. Sir, I did...
Just that.. - The person who spoke to me in my house
was a marketing student.
But the one I saw yesterday was a political mind speaking.
I will never let your political ambitions to succeed.
Political ambitions?
Forget it. Forget the economic growth.
Forget your Potter's Club!
And go and join an eBay job. Take 5 million per annum.
And have a party all your life. - But sir...
I don't want to talk to you!
Hello, sir.
Morning, and why are you not in your class?
Sir, just reaching.
Shibu!
What! - Let's go.
Where? - Just go.
Freaking! I need to get the notes.
I will get the notes.
Damn notes! Always on the edge.
Can you change a corrupt system with social media?
Perhaps no.
Let's play a game.
Educated intellectual terrorist!
Kargil 587 and Naxal area 6,000! Where is the real war?
I don't think it can be implemented.
I feel it has political undertones.
Okay, comrades
I hereby begin the proceeding of this public court!
Janardhan Jha, Depot Manager, Indian Oil!
Is accused of.. Comrade?
He has given information of land mine on Gangapur road to CRPF.
Janardhan Jha gave information to CRPF about
the land mines we placed on Gangapur road.
Janardhan Jha has not only helped our enemies
but also betrayed and compromised fellow comrades.
Comrade! CRPF personnel held me at gunpoint
but I only told them about mines on Gangapur Road.
They put a gun to your head and you spit out everything?
Comrade! My wife is ill, I have two little kids.
How will a traitor like you
teach your kids to be a true Maoist?
Comrade! Comrade!
Get this traitor away from me. - Comrade!
And put a bullet here. Spill his bloody brains out.
Comrade! Comrade!
Comrade! - Move!
Because of this mess I lost my pipeline!
I had paid a million for it.
Master Sahib has arrived! - "You strip us, yet you're not sated."
Master Sahib is here! - "It's your psyche that is naked."
Master Sahib has arrived!
"I can also rip your flesh apart if given the power of wrath."
"The mockery called People's Government."
"The system I resent the mockery called People's Government."
"The show goes on.."
Red Salute! - "...of this satire"
"It's a chaotic locomotion arsenic in attire."
"A failed engine spews oils from its lungs."
How did all this happen, Comrade? That boy..
Your student. He was under your wing.
You said he is our future.
How did he turn out to be so weak?
Someone randomly threw a glass of drink at him
and he just quit?
And yet you entrusted him with such a big job! Why?
Prabhat, you could've simply written to me about this.
Why did you call me here?
What is to be done about Vikram Pandit?
It'll be taken care of.
Why are we meeting here?
I attended the central committee's meeting yesterday
where I was informed that the Potters Club auction has begun
and the money is going directly to the tribals.
Comrade!
If the tribals get a taste of money
what will happen to our revolution?
What are you trying to say? - I just want to tell you
stop Vikram or kill him.
Are you mad?
Please try to understand, comrade.
Hello! Yes, papa!
No, I am still in class!
I forgot to write about your letter for the pension.
I'll.. I'll write it today, itself!
Sorry! Sorry about that. I'll call you back.
Yeah, papa. Thank you!
What are you trying to tell me?
Revolution will succeed by killing a handful of policemen?
By killing a DM, a station master
or kidnapping four school teachers?
Or you think we will be able to collapse the government
by hiding in jungles like scared rabbits?
This is not 1970!
Neither is it the 80s or the 90s!
This is 2014!
What are you trying to tell me, Comrade Prabhat?
Just what you have forgotten, comrade!
Oh my God!
We started this in college together.
We had taken an oath.
You will stay in the city and I will stay in the jungles.
But our goal will be the same.
War!
Revolution!
Nothing else has changed in the past 30 years.
Only you have changed.
That's not true at all. Is it? Is it?
Tell me.. - I said let me go!
I want to talk to him.
Who are they?
They are the ones. We can stay safely hidden because of them.
Why have they come here?
They want to know when and how Vikram Pandit will be silenced?
How does it affect them?
Because Commrade
I run the real government here. Me, Nanhe Singh!
And the problem is I was assured.
'Nahne Singh, 250 million is on the way, damn the rascals.'
'250 million are on the way, let the high command know!'
Isn't that what you said? Isn't it?
I got 30 men out of jail.
I passed 8 tenders in Ashok's favor
and now you tell me there is no money?
Come on, speak up! Has the cat caught your tongue?
Or should I get a bull dozer and raze your
Peace Commando to the ground!
Nanhe Singh, stay in your limits!
Or else what will you do?
You won't be able to tolerate it. Forget it.
You witch! You blabber a lot.
Moron, talk within your limits!
Nanhe Singh! No bullets will be fired.
There shall be no noise until 26th January.
Here's to lesser noise. Moron! Pimp of the government.
You dare to stop Nanhe Singh?
Shove 26th January up a donkey's behind.
And you... the slut of the Polit Bureau.
Professor Batki!
I have always bowed in respect for you.
But how can I bow with a chopped head?
I have been a Naxalite for 10 years.
I went into politics, but I am still with you.
Please understand my situation.
Ashok has paid for now.
But if the remaining money is not delivered
they will not lay the gas pipeline.
There are 23 police stations under the DSP.
Money is needed to shut their eyes, ears and mouth.
If the money is not delivered
then the high command will shoot me.
I will die.
But not alone. I will take all of you with me.
It seems that it's not a struggle anymore.
It's business now.
Excuse me, Comrade Batki, but we are also struggling.
Shut up! I do not want to hear a single word.
All right then!
You stop Vikram Pandit!
Ashok is ready to give the money.
Just need your word.
Ashok! Give Nanhe Singh his money.
You'll get yours on 26th January.
Let's go, Charu - Comrade.
Charu will leave tomorrow morning.
"Fields lay barren. Poor are dying of hunger."
"Khadi and Khaki rule and shamelessly dance and plunder."
"Not a thread remains in the tricolor"
"it's just a piece of wood."
Master Sahib.. - "The bulldozer of Progress razes."
Master Sahib, red salute. - "They put a government seal"
"on death and handout a noose."
"This is the system my nation represents."
"The mockery called People's Government."
"The show goes on of this satire."
Tea?
Comrade Charu.
It's fine if Vikram Pandit stops the online auction.
Otherwise you'll have to kidnap him on Sunday evening at 7.
Any problems?
No.
Our comrades will wait outside the school.
You will abduct him and get him here
and make sure he has his laptop with him.
Hmm.
I'll get him here. What's next?
Once the job is done, we'll take care of his departure.
I can see Prof. Batki's affection for the boy.
But you also seem to care a lot about Vikram Pandit.
If you make even one mistake
I will rip your body apart!
"The noose is pulled."
"It's the war cry."
"Chaos all around."
"Kidnapping, molestation, pyres were lit."
"And everyone was burnt alive."
"As an offering to God, ill India."
"All was set on fire and burned to a cinder. India is very ill."
Why don't you understand? The play is still going on.
You'll have to wait.
Try to understand. After the play is over, I'll...
They've come, comrade. I said after the play.
Charu! There should be no mistakes.
Does Vikram have to die? - It's not in my hands anymore.
You can stop them, comrade.
It took me a lifetime to reach here.
A lot of people are involved
our comrades, government officials
school teachers, college professors, doctors, engineers
philosophers, people in media, in cinema.
All share the same dream.
To rewrite the history of India.
Down with these imperialist rascals!
Mao believed in sacrifice for the greater good
if it helped the society and the nation
we should do that!
Now you know why Vikram Pandit has to die!
Vikram, just run away!
My husband's going to kill you. - What the hell!
All of them are Naxalites?
It's true. You have to believe me.
I was...
I was just trying to help. - I know.
He fooled me! - He fooled everyone.
What do I do? Anybody could be a Naxal.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
Are you a Naxal? Are you a Naxal?
Is that why you are telling me?
Are you a Naxal? - Yes, I am.
I am a comrade and so are you!
If my husband can be a Maoist then your father can be one too.
This librarian could be one of them.
Your school friends.
The entire school, people in the park
in buses, in the trains, malls
and God knows who all may be a part of this.
Vikram, I was collecting money for the tribals.
The same money was used to kill them! Ranjan did this.
And I funded the killings.
They are spread across all over India
so you have to run away, Vikram.
No, no. - Listen!
Listen to me please.
You have to run away before they get you.
They'll kill you, Vikram.
They'll kill you. I know they'll kill you.
I have heard them. - What about you?
What about you? - Don't worry about me.
You've got your whole life ahead of you.
Please just go away.
You don't have time. It could be tonight.
It could be anytime. Just run away.
Listen to me. Please go.
Vikram, wanna have a cigarette!
Who gives the hell about the tribals!
Time to run!
Vikram, it's freaking nobody's job!
Vikram, it's nobody's job.
I think we had an appointment?
Come on.
Tie me.
Come on. Tie my hands.
I'm not running anywhere. Come on. Tie me up.
It has started, Charu. It won't stop now.
"A few more days, my love. Just a few more days."
"We are forced to live under this oppression."
"Let's try and bear the atrocities"
"the pain and humiliation."
"This is our inheritance, we're helpless!"
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
"Bodies are imprisoned, emotions are bound in chains."
"Thoughts are held captive, speech is but a slave."
"Our life resembles a beggar's tattered cloth."
"On which patches of pain are sewed and fraught."
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
"Dusty layer of melancholy clings to your beauty."
"As a token of our lost brief youth."
"Cruel pangs of a moonlit night."
"Helpless throbs of the heart"
"and mind, dejected, the body cries."
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
Professor, mission accomplished.
From now on, Charu will take over.
Okay, sir!
All the best. From now it's yours.
Maddy!
Red Salute! - Red Salute!
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
So in your municipal corporations
in your electricity boards, in your political system
in your day-to-day life you have to grease
the squeaking palms of the people
because we are having a rigid administration.
That's why I say corruption is good.
I am not sure I agree with that.
Why do you say that, Rakesh?
Sir, how can something criminal be good for the society?
You can take example of India and China.
Is corruption really good? No, I don't think so.
Okay come and see me in my office.
That's all for today. Thank you very much.
Have a good weekend.
I'll see you.
My father.
Yes, papa?
I'll call you later. I am in the class.
Sit.
Join me, Vikram.
Come with me.
As my soldier.
I had chosen you.
Perhaps you misunderstood the file I gave you.
I can make you understand something, but I can guide you.
You'll be part of this revolution which
is against the money-minded officers and leaders.
It is for the poor man's right
for freedom.
You know what I mean?
So let me explain to you. How? Okay, you there?
Look around you.
Peons, clerks, officers, teachers, doctors, lawyers
builders, traders, collectors, DMs.
Judges, secretaries, ministers, MLAs
MPs, police, NGO, Prime minister
even the media, artist and sportsmen are corrupt.
No department is spared.
And the only person who is not corrupt is
the poor man who never got the opportunity to be corrupt.
This is what your country, your freedom has come to.
And this is exactly what I'm fighting against.
Your idea was not to eradicate poverty
but just make handful of people rich
and this is India's biggest problem.
You think making a section of society rich
means reducing poverty.
That's it. That's why you had to be stopped.
Leaders instigate riots.
One demolishes a mosque to get votes
the other builds a temple for it.
Who is paying for all this?
I am, you are, all the poor Indians are paying for it.
Under this shimmering veil of incredible India
can you not smell the stench of a throbbing civil war?
Forty percent.
Forty percent of India is under military control.
A war is on. It's a war!
Capitalist state versus its own hungry deprived people
Mr. Vikram Pandit. It's a freaking war.
Yeah, papa?
If you still haven't received your pension, what can I do?
We live in a messed up country.
I'll talk to you later, I'm sorry.
Revolution is the only answer.
Not just for India but also for the rest of the world.
It's a... new world war.
This war is not between two nations.
Nor is it for a piece of land or for power.
This war is between the rich and the poor.
It's a war between haves and have-nots and now...
no one can stop it.
I...
I have a dream before I die.
The one I want to see with my eyes before I die.
Kanpur.
Faizabad.
Delhi, Mumbai, Varanasi, Chennai
Kolkata and from every corner of India.
In every city millions of comrades are marching
billions of bullets are being fired
and the earth is bloody red
from the blood of these traitors.
And this not a distant dream anymore
Government of Bharat instead of
Government of India, is turning into reality now.
Join me to create a new mindset of a new India...
Say yes to revolution!
Why should I join your revolution?
Why should I say yes to your revolution?
Where is your revolution?
Where is your strength?
Where is your revolution?
What has changed? All through your life what did you change?
How many children have you killed?
How many innocents have you sacrificed?
Did you change the nation?
You wanted to cover the streets with blood.
What did you change?
I can kill you right now.
Where is your power, professor?
Where is your power?
Charu is dead.
Do you even care?
Yes?
And she didn't die for me.
Neither did she die for your revolution.
She died for this.
Even your comrade understood
that your revolution will change nothing.
These tribals don't need your guns
they need business, professor.
The students will conclude the revolution that they started.
This is the new mindset of a new India.
No middleman.
This is revolution!
Do you still want to play a secret game with me?
Hello, papa.
I am sorry I spoke to you like that.
Yeah.
I... I heard BBC. I'll hear it now.
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
"Bodies are imprisoned."
"Emotions are bound in chains."
"Thoughts are held captive, speech is but a slave."
"Yet we continue to live audaciously."
"Our life resembles a beggar's tattered cloth"
"on which patches of pain are sewed and fraught."
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
"Almost over are the days of oppression."
"Be patient, days for pleading also stand in succession."
"This scorched desolate place"
"where we have to live now, but not in this circumstances!"
"Harsh and heavy, the strangers oppression."
"We have to bear today, but not forever, my love."
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."
"Dusty layer of melancholy clings to your beauty"
"as a token of our lost brief youth."
"Cruel pangs of a moonlit night."
"Helpless throbs of the heart"
"and mind, dejected, the body cries."
"A few more days, my love, just a few more days."