Smoke everywhere
Only smoke is everywhere
Smoke everywhere
Only smoke is everywhere
In the full wind of this conspiracy In this intriguing storm
Holy plains of these gods ... has been covered in blood
We no longer hear the holy call from the shells
And there are no more calls for those who believe
Unfortunately, my land has been cursed Why did these people run away?
Why are these houses on fire?
Smoke everywhere
Only smoke is everywhere
Who has burned...
... this beautiful meadow?
Desperate desire to live...
... written on every body
It's a battle for power A war between politicians
The blood of innocent people...
... is the color ink used...
... to draw a dividing line...
... between our hearts
Stop, Gurdeep.
Don't move, don't breathe.
What's wrong, sir?
Look, look ahead. Do you see something?
Do you see dead bodies or anything else?
- No, sir. - Someone has blown up the shikara.
Stupid!
What do you stand on?
- On board, sir. - What's under it?
- Cables, sir. - Do you want to know what it is, "sir"?
You stand on a mine.
Do you know what will happen if you move? You will be smashed to pieces.
- Your head is there, your foot is here. - I'm sorry, sir.
Stupid! You run without thinking.
- Avinash, all of them stay away. - Come on, stay away!
- Avinash, stay away! - Yes sir.
- Afraid, Gurdeep? - I'm reminded of God, sir.
- sir? - Yes.
I want to pee.
Just do it.
Without moving.
- Already? - Yes sir.
- Feeling relieved? - Yes sir.
Good. Now hurry up and jump so that before the bomb explodes...
-... you're in the water. - I can't swim, sir.
- means your history is over, "sir". - Really, sir?
- I can't save you. - What are you saying, sir?
- There is no way out? - Too bad it's not there.
- Avinash. - Yes sir.
Order all of them to retreat.
- If something happens, sir... - Please stretch this.
This is not the property of the police, this is mine alone. Now, stay away.
Stay away!
Look down!
Come on, Gurdeep.
You're great, sir.
Don't talk about my greatness on Nilu, okay?
- Yes, sir. - Go away.
Why should you always be a hero? If something happens...
What should I do? Let my men die?
If you don't care about yourself, think of Neelima and Irfan.
If Neelima knows, he will hang you.
Not me, friend. You're the one who will be in trouble.
- Me? Why? - Why aren't you on Irfan's birthday?
You don't know anything about the life of a doctor.
With a spate of explosions recently in Kashmir...
... dozens of people like yourself come asking for treatment every day.
Tell your reason to Neelima. You have to come for lunch this Sunday.
That is the fatwa.
There are still other fatwas which must be considered.
Now it's the season of fatwa in Kashmir.
There is one fatwa issued by by Malik-ul-Khan:
"Every doctor who treats a police officer will be sent directly to God."
I will kill Malik-ul-Khan hundreds of times before he dares to touch you.
For now, save yourself, by coming on time at lunch this Sunday.
See you later.
- See you later. - Come on, Avinash.
Yes, God! Your heart is beating fast, boom-boom.
Forgive my impudence, Mrs. Doctor, _ My heart isn't there. But here.
Where does this sound come from?
My stomach rumbles from hunger.
As if I let you starve. The dinner is ready.
Eat first. I will tell the patient if the doctor will meet them later.
No, that might be an emergency.
- Assalamu'alaikum, Dr. Akhtar. - Wa'alaikumsalam, come in.
Help the patient sit here.
What's the problem?
How do I explain it, Doctor? A strange desire has come to me.
What I realize is I'm not hungry or thirsty.
Only one word rings in my ear:
Freedom, independence, independence.
Listen, I'm a doctor. How can I help you in this matter...
You should be able to...
... but you don't.
I feel sad educated people like you...
... treating the independence of Kashmir with your ignorance.
Sorry, have we ever met before?
- You don't recognize me? - Not.
You don't recognize me?
Look!
Have you seen it?
He is Malik-ul-Khan, a traitor.
This is his house.
Let it be.
So you don't recognize me but you know my fatwa.
Then why did you take care of SSP Khan?
I'm a doctor. Treating a sick person is my duty.
Task, huh?
La illaha illallah! (There is no god but Allah)
See what I did caused by Dr. Akhtar?
I walked 40 miles to meet him.
If I don't take action...
... then people will say:
"Malik-ul-Khan only talks..."
"... like the way politicians talk. He doesn't act."
What can I do?
Independence of Kashmir demands martyrdom.
Irfan!
Yes, Mrs. Khan.
What are you doing up there? Come down.
- Okay, I'll go down. - Irfan, what are you doing?
- I will go down. - Not like that. Go inside.
You told me to go down, so that's what I did.
- Inside! Irfan, please. - Don't worry, Mother. I am strong.
- You can fall, kid. - I won't fall, Ammi.
Don't, son, come in.
- Ammi. - Irfan!
- Irfan, open your eyes. - I'm fine.
- Talk to me, kid. - I'm fine, Ammi.
Are you okay, kid?
The patient's condition is serious.
Khan-saab. Khan-saab.
She's fine. Only bruises. The doctor will treat it.
How is it? The doctor even refused to touch it.
- Doctor, my son Irfan. - Forgive me. Fatma from Malik-ul-Khan...
You're safe. I'll make sure the whole police will protect you.
Please take care of my child.
You know the fate of Dr. Akhtar. I don't want to take risks. Malik-ul-Khan...
Before Malik-ul-Khan killed you. I will kill you first!
Please. Kill me. At least my family will be safe.
They don't even forgive their wives and children.
Irfan, open your eyes. Irfan!
What are you doing?
- Where is the ICU? - Just go straight, the first room on the right.
He doesn't open his eyes!
No one is here! Where is the doctor?
Nurse! Nurse!
- Where is the doctor? - There is no doctor on duty.
- Please do something. - Nothing will happen.
Doctor, my child is seriously injured. He fell from the window and his head was injured.
Please check him out.
Sir, the fatwa?
Everything will be fine.
I'm sorry, Mr. Khan.
- What happened? - Nothing.
What happened to my child?
Why did you turn off the lights?
Nurse, turn on the lights! Turn the lights back on!
Khan-saab, wake him up. Please
Get some sleep, sleep my little moon Sleep, my prince
Come to the world of dreams
The fairy is here...
... wear a bracelet on their feet They will take you away...
... with their soft wings...
... to take you exploring the dream world
Our informant said Malik-ul-Khan's was seen near Hazratbal last night.
Today, not so long ago, they moved north on shikaras.
There is a wedding in this village.
If he stops there tonight, we can catch him from here, surround him...
... we approach it through the waters and catch it.
I'm sure that Malik-ul-Khan will spend the night in this village.
Bees, dark bees
You come from a garden which one?
- Where Altaaf? - Right there.
Bees, dark bees
You come from a garden which one?
Altaaf, are you alone here? I danced there and you painted here instead?
The song will be over soon. Come on, Altaaf.
Or I won't talk to you.
Come on, you can paint anytime.
Come on.
What do you see, kid? The weapon?
Who is this soaking wet prince?
My son, Altaaf.
Altaaf.
I'm Sufi, Sufiya Parvez. What is your name?
You don't recognize me?
My name is Malik-ul-Khan, Kashmir independence soldier.
- Have you heard my name? - Sufi, go home. It is late.
- But Altaaf and me... - Listen to your parents' words. Come on
Son, come here.
Come closer to me.
Come on. Sit down
What did you see?
This weapon is called Kalashnikov, son.
These are all toys. This game is very fun.
Want to play it?
You don't want to play it?
Come on, play it.
Don't want to?
- Come here, kids. - What is wrong?
Come on, hurry up.
- Here, firecrackers. - Give me a little.
- Me too. - Sure, this.
- I will burn it first. - No, me first.
Let's all do it together.
The food is really good.
Do you cook it because of love or out of fear of our weapons?
Wedding party celebrations. They burn firecrackers.
We are also partying now.
But we are uninvited guests at the party Nazir Hassan.
- Ammi, can we go out to play? - Absolutely not.
Leave them, lady. In cheerful children we can hear the cheerful laughter of the nature.
Go, kid, play it.
Bhaiyya, I forgot my doll.
I just killed anyone that was in front of me.
Who is a militant, who is not, I can't tell the difference.
You did it unconsciously.
If I am in your position, maybe I will do the same.
I sometimes think:
"Why did I pull the grape plant?" If I let him do it...
... Irfan must be here today, with us.
I am the person who caused his death.
I killed him.
Without you knowing, Nilu.
I'm sorry.
Where is the child?
Can't we take it to our house?
He doesn't see you.
He looks at me.
Your face is covered in a mask.
Anyone can be behind that mask. Anyone. Not you.
Listen. God gives us one chance. He will get a house and...
... we will find a replacement for our child.
We will get a child, but how? By lying? With lies?
By hiding the fact that I killed the father and mother?
If I'm the one who robbed everything from him?
- What are you saying? - We just have to lie if he asks.
At least bring him home.
The loss he suffered, I will return it to him. I will love him more...
... more than I love Irfan. More than the love of his own parents.
He won't lack anything.
And we won't lie to him.
When he was older, when he was able to understand...
... we will tell the truth to him. All.
Please. Bring him here.
The child is traumatized, Don't talk or eat for two days.
He has no living relatives.
He is very shocked. It seems like he can't hear anything either.
- Where is the child? - It's in the detention room.
You locked the child in the detention room, stupid?
Sorry, sir.
Altaaf.
Let's go, kid.
What's your name?
If you don't tell us, do you think we won't be able to find out?
Your name is Altaaf, right?
Come on, I'll show your room.
Altaaf, eat these coconut biscuits.
Khan-saab who brought it.
He always brings coconut every day. He likes it very much.
He will run to the door and take it from Khan-saab.
He likes to play cricket in the park. Daro morning to evening...
... won't stop even when I scold him.
I called him for dinner. He will say, '' Later. ''
He will say, "Ammi, let me play or I'll go." Now he has gone far...
... he will never come back.
I'm hungry. Let us eat.
Here, let me respond.
What's the name?
Irfan.
Is this his shirt?
Is she sitting here?
No.
here.
Next to me.
Get some sleep, sleep my little moon Sleep, my prince
Come to the world of dreams
The fairy is here...
... wear a bracelet on their feet They will take you away...
... with their soft wings...
... to take you exploring the dream world
Enchanting beauty of heaven
In their world, you will be a guest And they will tell you a new story...
... and dance and sing with you
Get some sleep, sleep my little moon Sleep, my prince
Come to the world of dreams
The fairy is here...
... wear a bracelet on their feet They will take you away...
... with their soft wings...
... to take you exploring the dream world
Then?
Then, I don't remember when I fell asleep.
We can't forget Irfan.
Altaaf is still a child. How can he forget what happened?
He won't be able to forget until we can _ override our sadness.
- Not that easy, Nilu. - Maybe, but...
... not forgotten.
Only hidden.
Sweet, isn't it? He was only 5 months old at that time.
No matter how often I comb my hair, the hair can't be adjusted. Crazy!
Far from this earth there is a place across seven seas
In the middle of the distant sky is a dream world
That's where the land of love, where there is love, only love My dear moon, go there The fairy is waiting for you
I keep saving it for you to see.
Beautiful, right? Snow-covered field, wooden bridge, pink house.
Why is your name Neelima?
Why not? My mother gave me that name.
- But that's the name of a Hindu. - Yes.
She's a Hindu.
Then how can you get married?
Like everyone.
Come here.
If the name isn't Neelima but Salma, will she be different?
I love him and I marry him, is not his name or religion.
Am I wrong?
- Am I doing something wrong? - Not.
You're out.
Go and throw the ball, kid.
Abba cheat, Ammi.
You're out. Give me the bat.
You're out.
- What did you say? - You cheated.
- Before that. - You're out. Let go!
- What did you say to Ammi? - At Ammi?
- If you cheat. - Before that, Altaaf.
Why do you keep asking? Release it.
Abba, throw the ball!
Abba, what are you contemplating?
Abba, throw the ball!
I'm not out!
Do you know the rules for playing cricket?
I didn't come out. I will tell Ammi.
- You're out, kid. - I won't talk to you again.
Ammi, tell Abba to throw the ball.
Are you imagining?
Altaaf asks you to throw the ball.
Abba, throw the ball. Come on!
Today he called me Abba.
Six months after calling me Ammi.
What is it like? At least he said, "Abba."
You know, when he said it, I remembered Irfan.
Then?
You came.
Then?
Then what?
Then...
This is the first time we let Altaaf alone.
I wonder if he has eaten or not.
- He must have eaten. Do not worry. - We've been gone too long.
Maybe he fell asleep.
Next time, we will invite him.
Nilu, my revolver?
What are you doing?
Hilal. Hilal Kohistani.
- And he is Hamid. - Rampuria.
No, sir. I'm from Muradabad.
Both are also in India.
They say, when in Afghanistan...
... when the Russian army heard your name, they pulled back the tank?
Forget about names. We are talking about work.
Kashmir mission.
- This job... - Will be cleared.
- Pay? - Don't worry about money.
You carry out our mission and we will pay whatever you ask.
Since 1947, all attacks on India have been organized by the government.
We don't serve any government. We are an independent group.
We're independence warriors.
Muslims live more in India than in Pakistan.
After our mission is successful, they will also join us in jihad.
And our unknown group will become...
... the most famous mujahideen militia in the whole world.
In 1971, India changed the map of Asia. Now, we will change the shape of India.
A big victory requires great sacrifice.
The reward is also great, God willing.
Ten million...
... dollars.
Twenty million.
Giving money for jihad is equally noble by paying zakat.
But even the name of this mission may not be to get out of this room, Hilal.
This secret is buried in Pathan's heart, will not appear even on Judgment Day.
You take care of your people.
We have prepared weapons and ammunition.
TV cameras, tapes and technical support will be provided as needed.
If you need something else...
I need a colleague who is not afraid to die.
Someone who really hates self-existence...
... people I can fire like missiles...
... to destroy the target and himself.
- People like that... - I have someone like that.
My son...
... Altaaf.
And where is your Altaaf now?
Crossing the border enters India.
Don't kill me.
I don't want your life, only your jeep and radio.
And, yes...
... thank you.
I'm from the BSF checkpoint want to meet SSP Khan.
Do you mean IG, bro? Upstairs, on the right.
Thank you.
STF Army coordination meetings are postponed.
Go to Kothibag station and meet the officer who is there.
- I came here to meet IG Khan. - Yes sir.
- Who is he? - People from BSF, sir.
Their arrival is ten years late. Want to meet SSP Khan!
SSP Khan?
Stop! Stop!
- Are you okay? - It is okay. Only a small wound, sir.
Why are you sitting in the dark? What happened?
Altaaf is back.
Altaaf? Where is she? How is the condition?
He must be an adult. What is she like?
- I don't see it. - Why?
He wears a mask.
Mask?
He is a person...
... who shot me today.
How do you know that he's Altaaf?
His eyes, the same eyes.
The child, blinded by anger.
- His heart is broken. - I know, Nilu.
I'm the one who broke his heart.
Stand tall, all of you.
You are all like the real Indian army. Kabus, you look handsome.
Stop your joke.
Don't you see I'm working? Later.
- Hey, Human Number. - Yes?
Change the vehicle, not just the license number, or you will be caught one day.
Kahvah?
No thanks.
Bilal, bro?
- Sadiq, huh? - Not.
Altaaf-bhai, do you want to huh?
This is not from Muzafarbad. Ghafoor made it.
Drink and feel the benefits.
- Muhammed, huh? - Later.
Mushtaq, did you receive a letter?
First, they embarrass my mother. So I took up my arms and came here.
Now across the border they did the same thing to my sister.
Be patient, Mushtaq. Bashir, bro?
No.
Hashim, huh?
- I don't want you! - You really don't like anything, man.
Sadiq, why do you keep crying?
Instead of boring athletic watching, is better watching a song and dance program.
Khan is on TV. Altaaf-bhai, Khan is on TV.
I want to only say to these perverted youth:
Drop your weapon...
... and go back to your house.
Because we don't want to want every mother in Kashmir...
... suffering from losing a son again.
But the police uniform is also stained with blood, Khan-saab.
If our police take up arms, is only to save Kashmir.
On June 23, 1989, at Dalgate...
... your task force kills the whole family only to arrest a rebel.
A 6 year old girl was also killed. Do you remember the incident, sir?
When the bullet attacks you, you have to shoot again.
That's all I want to say.
Thank you, Mr. Khan.
We talked to IG Police Kashmir, Inayat Khan...
... which was recently targeted from a terrorist attack.
On the "Kashmir Today" program, I am Sufiya Parvez.
Sufi.
This is Srinagar, the center of all Indian radio, and I am Sufiya Parvez.
Altaaf! What do you do there? The program has started and you...
If we are all on the show, who will watch?
Okay, don't come here! Forget it!
Today, on our music show...
... you will listen to Kashmir folk songs, "Bees" (Live handsome bees! Hahahahaha).
Bees, dark bees
I want to meet Sufiya Parvez.
You come from a garden which one?
Take off your jacket.
Bees, dark bees
You come from a garden which one?
Take off your jacket.
Bees, black bees
You bring happiness with you On this wedding night you came with a gift You carry the color kohl which drives away the evil eye.
From the garden you bring flowers to decorate our steps
You carry the color kohl which drives away the evil eye.
From the garden you bring flowers to decorate our steps
Let's sing under the shadow of the henna tree Let's rock and dance, playing music, celebrate!
Henna flowers have bloomed red like flowers in this palm
Yes, the henna flower has bloomed red like a flower in this palm
This is the color of sunlight the color of the shadow
This is not the color of henna but the color of the blessing of a mother
The color of this henna is real, the other is fake Hopefully this color won't ever fade from your hand Bees, dark bees
You come from a garden which one?
Bringing the heart's desire on the moon stretcher
Tonight henna has come illuminated with heavenly light
Bringing the heart's desire on the moon stretcher
Tonight henna has come illuminated with heavenly light
On the face of the bride's best friend looks the dream beam
They all ask for blessing, which will be given happily by God Is this our henna or red night light?
Bringing the heart's desire on the moon stretcher
Tonight heaven has come illuminated with heavenly light
On the face of the bride's best friend looks like a dream beam
They all ask for blessing, which will be given happily by God Is this our henna or red night light?
This amazing night comes carrying the moon and stars
- Who are you? Why are you here? - You call me.
me? You are crazy? When do I call you?
About nine or ten years ago. Fast once you forget it.
Nine or ten years ago?
I used to say, "If we are all in the program, who will watch?" "
Forgive me, Sufi, My arrival is rather late.
Altaaf?
This is Sufi Parvez's office. Like? Good, right?
TV Director Srinagar is an honorary guest at my campus's annual club event.
Like everyone, he likes my dance.
On stage, when he hands over the first prize to me...
... I started chatting with him. And he said:
"Sufi, you're so excited when talking just like your dance."
I said, "That's right."
He said, "Why don't you work at our TV station ?" I accept it, so here I am.
From then on, Srinagar TV is Sufiya Parvez!
Stop looking at yourself and see this.
Abba and Ammi.
They are looking for you everywhere.
When they can't find you, they tell me...
But I don't trust them. I know that during...
... Shankracharya and Hazratbal are still intact...
... nothing can happen to my Altaaf.
Still standing? Why don't you sit down?
Sir, this is the Sufiya Parvez chair. Tell me, where did you go first?
I don't go anywhere. The police took me.
To Prison?
Orphanage.
Then the police took me home as his adopted child.
Why don't you visit me?
I want to visit you, but at that time he was transferred to Assam.
Why don't you write to me?
I wrote it. I wrote many letters...
... some on paper, some in my heart.
But I can't send it.
Why? There is no post office in Assam?
I'm scared. What about if there is no reply?
Then?
I thought that you...
Sufis have died and gone to heaven?
Even if I go to heaven, I will leave my address for you.
There is another place to go besides heaven...
To hell? I will never go there.
You worry about yourself. Show your hand.
my hand?
I will not bite it, I will only predict it.
Don't predict.
Are you afraid of your future ?
No, I was so isolated yesterday. My hell.
Why talk like that? now you have here, I'll take you back...
... to our childhood in Shikara. And heaven will return.
Are you also used to running, Sadiq?
Nature. There is nothing faster than me in the whole valley...
... maybe in all of India. But I can't run in Kashmir.
Why?
Because...
... I can't run faster than bullets.
Stop it, man, it's late.
Sorry, Zubair-bhai I'm watching the race.
None.
- You're hiding something from me. - Hiding something? Not.
Sir, my name is Sufiya Parvez and there is no that can keep anything from me.
Sufi, believe me, I don't keep anything a secret.
Oh, come on, tell me.
Leave the story of your tragedy to me, sir.
You know, Sufi...
... after ten years have passed, you sit in front of me now...
... you are near me...
... but I can't feel your presence.
After 10 years, I now are in shikara...
... but I don't feel anything.
There are many beauties around me...
... but I can't see it.
What did you see?
I see smoke, Sufi...
... around me.
And in that smoke, the bullet was fired blindly.
People now. They shouted.
Bodies, body and bone pieces. Head without body...
Look through my eyes, Altaaf.
Listen through my ears.
Listen to the sound of the paddle.
Listen to the rhythm of this time calmly Current life Everything
The dream world is here
Look through my eyes Listen to the rhythm of this time calmly
Current life Everything
The dream world is here
Look through my eyes Thick smoke has been split
Fog starts to open
Look, now it's heavenly light...
... illuminates all places
A luminous earth, blue sky
Shikara floats on water The dream world is here
I see it through your eyes Listen to the rhythm of this time calmly Love has done the magic on me
My eyes don't turn away from you There's no one here, besides us There is only this feeling of love
A fragrant fragrance suddenly scares us
And we don't know anything, apart from us From a distance the sound of wedding music and memories of being a bride
And in your place I lean my head I lean my head The dream world is here
I see it through your eyes Thick smoke...
... has been split
Fog starts to open
Look, now it's heavenly light...
... illuminates all places
Time, jihad and death do not wait for anyone.
- Day after tomorrow. - Not the day after tomorrow, but tomorrow.
Tomorrow is IG Khan's birthday.
Yes. And this is the prize?
Yes, Sadiq. hold this.
Now we have to give this map for IG Khan...
... so he will gather all his troops here, on Chinar Baug...
... and our assignments later will be easier.
Good plan, kid. But how do you get there?
I thought about it.
I've even been there today.
How is it?
With the help of a friend.
During jihad, fighters only are friends with men, son.
Women are soft-hearted, they can't keep secrets.
- That girl... - He doesn't know about our plan.
Five people will go with me.
Ali and Ghafoor, you, you and you, Zubair.
That woman loves you. Do you use it like this?
He who steps on the path of jihad forgets all existing relationships.
God is great. He is our ruler.
If the infidels find this map in the body of a militant...
... what will they think about?
They will immediately trust the truth of the map.
Where will we find the body?
We will arrange it later.
By the way, with legs like that how far can you walk with us?
With fighters like Sadiq...
... we will not lose this war.
Sadiq said, "If this map is found in the body of a militant..."
"... the soldiers will not suspect us."
He took weapons and sacrificed himself for our jihad.
We won't let the sacrifice go to waste.
Your friend sacrificed his life for jihad. You have to win this war.
Before the body stiffens...
... bring the corpse, with the map, towards Anantnag.
Be careful!
You're late! The concert almost started.
Sorry, Sufi, I'm late.
The last time I called you for an event, you were 10 years late.
Luckily it's not 20 years late! Where have you been?
- My friends heard me coming... - You should invite them.
I've invited them. Security does not allow them to enter.
Good! Let them be outside. You will look like a fool.
- But you said... - Inviting your friends?
We have a problem, Altaaf.
New rules. Now we have to pay fees to let your friends enter.
- Cost? - Yes, fees.
How much?
- How many friends do you have? - Five.
Five? Why not ten?
For five people, the cost is...
And you, six.
It was to arrive 10 years late.
I love you so much, Sufi. Whatever happens, I will always love you.
- Forever. - Forever?
Whatever happens?
Sufi, time can change...
Altaaf, we are not talking about time. The concert will begin soon.
If you release me, I will let your friends enter.
- Hello. - Hello?
TV tower?
I am in the head office, extension 22.
The live broadcast concert will begin soon, but there is a problem with the cable channel.
We have sent technicians there.
But the time is very tight. So please fix it quickly.
Thank you.
Please give the telephone to IG Khan-saab, Tell him this is important.
He is praying.
I will wait.
- Open your mouth. - Why?
- Don't you remember? - Remember what?
- Yes, today is your birthday! - Amazing, you remember everything.
How can I forget?
I don't think you will forget? You! Forget? Impossible.
September 23, my birthday? How can you forget?
What date is it today?
June 5.
Whose birthday?
my birthday?
Congratulations!
Your memory is increasing day by day. Should we ask for help?
We can go to Lucknow visit your father... Remember?
Don't discuss it again.
You were beaten by my father for singing this house.
Of course. After all, I'm just a simple Kashmiri.
Without thinking, I jumped from your window.
Your wound is bad, right?
And you gave me medicine. Look, it still hurts.
Really? Two hard slaps will cure it.
- Medicines from Lucknow? - Drugs?
Sorry, sir, Altaaf is on the phone.
Where did you call, Altaaf?
IG Khan-saab.
Today is your birthday and we are celebrating it.
Where are you, Altaaf?
Come to Shankracharya at 10:00. We are preparing fireworks for you...
... which you have never seen before. Goodbye.
Altaaf, hurry up. The concert has started.
Where are my friends?
It's in the canteen, eating samosas.
Who are you? How can you enter?
What are you doing?
Last night, BSF killed a militant. They found this in his pocket.
Flowers will appreciate the world beautifully once again
The season of fragrance will come once more
On the chinar tree branches once more
Birds will make their nests
And those who ran away from this path
will return
And back on the road to this paradise
Everyone will sing this happy song Let the beautiful harmony mix with each other
I came to sing a love song
To embrace the whole world with one melody
To remove hatred in every heart
Come on, man, sing with me
I came to sing a love song
To embrace the whole world with one melody
To remove hatred in every heart
Come on, man, sing with me
To win people's hearts
To win hearts
Sing a beautiful song
Play music about friendship
Release all hatred
To win people's hearts
To win hearts
Sing a beautiful song
Play music about friendship
Release all hatred
Come on, man, sing with me
Get out of here! Fast!
Come on, hurry up.
Music is like rain full of beauty Which turns autumn into spring
There are no walls that can block music Music can cross all boundaries
Music is like rain full of beauty Which turns autumn into spring
There are no walls that can block music Music can cross all boundaries
Music does not recognize caste and religion Music can accommodate the entire universe
Music doesn't have language
Music contains the truth from Gita and Qur'an
In music there is God and Ram
In music there is all creation Music does not recognize caste and religion Music can accommodate the entire universe Music doesn't have language
Music contains the truth from Gita and Qur'an
In music there is God and Ram
In music there is all creation Music can drive away storms
Music treats injured hearts
Khan-saab, come in, Khan-saab.
- Altaaf? - Do you like my paintings?
- Altaaf, where are you? - I'm not like you, Khan-saab.
I did not kill children.
- Where are you, Altaaf? - Look at Shankracharya (TV Tower).
Your birthday fireworks will soon explode.
happy birthday.
Abba!
- Pahalgam calls Gulmarg, replace it. - Yes.
- Pahalgam calls Gulmarg, replace it. - I hear you.
First stage The Kashmir mission is complete.
Yes, continue.
In the first stage, the Kashmir Mission has finished. Do you hear?
Yes, I heard.
The TV tower has been smashed to pieces.
I want to see India shattered in the same way.
God willing.
Tower explosion fragments to Nishat Baug and Chinar Char.
If you need anything, tell us.
This mission will end in victory, God willing.
Thank you, God...
Keep depositing the money in the bank.
Next, leave it to. Finished.
Done.
Congratulations...
... for the first victory of the Kashmir Mission.
Nothing can stop us now.
What is your next target after the TV tower?
Is this the reason why you work at the TV Center?
No, Khan-saab.
Do you think you can get away?
We know where you two used to meet.
We also know you're dating with him at Shikara.
And you put him in the TV Center even though knew he would kill the guards...
... and blow up the tower and escape.
Tell me, who ordered you?
None. Please believe me.
Who will trust you?
Will widows who die trust you?
You're one of them, Sufi.
You fooled the security forces and brought it to your office...
... and let him use your interaction. Who is he for you?
Nobody.
I love him.
He returned after 10 years and...
He has changed.
I know.
After his parents were killed, He came to my house.
My wife loves her too like you love her.
I have nothing to do with it.
But what can I do?
I love him.
Take him home.
- Did he reveal something, sir? - He doesn't know anything.
- But, sir... - Leave him, Avinash.
Is she mute since childhood?
No, the Najibullah people tortured him. They are looking for Hilal.
He sticks out his tongue and...
Our information is correct, my child The day after...
... The Prime Minister of India will come to the valley in the afternoon.
I'm ready to welcome him, sir.
Please pay attention.
This is a dangerous terrorist photo named Altaaf Khan.
21 years old, straight yellow...
... green eyes, 6 feet tall.
If you see it, please immediately contact the police.
This is a bad thing.
Now everyone in Srinagar will recognize you.
Hurry and go...
... to the old Krishna Raina house in Kunjar village.
It's far, but it's safe. Go now.
- Hah, Human Number. - Thank you.
Altaaf-bhai, kahvah from Ghafoor.
Is there a telephone near here?
There is one near Rainawari Square. It is far away. Drink it first.
No, Abba, I'm fine.
I'm not angry.
Abba, please understand. Don't come now.
Then throw away the tickets!
How much does it cost, from Jammu to Srinagar?
Why don't you understand? Altaaf has returned.
Please give the call to Ammi.
Ammi.
You're right. My Altaaf has died.
- Hello, Ammi, I... - Sufi, this is Altaaf.
- Altaaf? - I want to see you.
Never contact me again.
Why did you close my call, Sufi?
Answer me.
I don't want to talk to you.
Then you put my picture on TV so I will be killed.
What about the people you killed?
Sufi, don't you understand? I do all this for my religion.
I'm also a Muslim. Islam prohibits _ killing innocent people.
You're just taking revenge for the death of your parents.
Stop it, Sufi.
Sufi, I said stop it.
Madam, call for you.
You used to love this food.
I still like it.
You should go home just once to eat my food.
How can it be, Ammi?
I will remember that face...
Your Abba face?
No.
The face of the killer hiding behind the mask.
The face of the killer who killed with a rain of bullets.
- And smoke and blood flow. - You don't say that, son.
I'm here now! Do not be afraid.
I'm not afraid, Ammi.
For 10 years that face made me unable to sleep.
Every time I try to sleep, the eyes start to look at me.
All villages were burned I saw it in 10 years...
... starting to burn in my head.
All the screams I heard started from screaming in my ears.
All the corpses I've seen appear from behind that face and make fun of me.
I won't feel peace until I erase that face...
... if not, I can't sleep.
What should I do, Ammi? What should I do?
Whoever fired the deadly bullet, my heart felt the pain.
But this war is not between you and Khan-saab.
On the one hand is love, on the other side is hatred.
On the one hand is love, on the other side is terror.
You have to choose.
Goodness or evil, _ cruelty or humanity...
... Kashmir or disaster, what will remain alive...
... you must decide it, Altaaf.
Only you.
So think before you shoot the bullet, kid.
Think...
Tomorrow, I will review the whole area by helicopter.
Areas near Pari are expensive, where helicopter PM (prime minister) will land...
... is a vulnerable area.
I have arranged 1000 children to welcome the arrival of the Prime Minister.
Sorry...
Hello?
OK.
Sir, for the greeting...
Mr. Khan, you talked about the security of the PM.
While your wife has escaped from observation and disappears.
Can you tell me where did he go?
I'll ask Neelima, sir.
What you do is your personal problem.
Our intelligence bureau tells...
... if you intentionally release terrorists who attack you...
... because of your relationship with him.
Listen, Inayat Khan-saab...
... we've lost one Prime Minister...
... in the name of religion, killed by his own security officer.
Under such circumstances, I considered...
... don't entrust the Prime Minister's security .
Mr. Deshpande...
... It's not just the misfortune of Muslims but misfortune throughout the country...
... a soldier who has fought for 21 years must continue to prove his loyalty...
... only because the name is not Deshpande, but Inayat Khan.
- Listen, Mr. Khan - You have to hear, Mr. Deshpande.
My blood is in the land of Kashmir. My 9-year-old son is buried there.
My love for this country does not require certificates from bureaucrats.
- Listen, Mr. Khan - You have to listen to me, Mr. Deshpande!
I am the IG of this state.
PM security is my responsibility and will remain so...
... until you fire me.
Where did you go?
- Did you go home earlier today? - Reply me. Where are you
I go out.
Wearing a burkha? Answer my question. Where are you
If you know, why ask?
Why did you go to see him? Reply me.
To beg him? To beg that he not kill your husband?
Do you think I'm afraid of him? I am not afraid of the name?
Nilu, I'm angry. Reply me. Why did you go?
- You never asked me like this. - Now I ask! Why did you go?
Do you know what pain it has suffered for the past 10 years?
The fear he saw? How many deaths did he witness?
Not as many as the number of dead bodies I brought on my shoulders.
Answer me! Why did you go?
- He can't sleep. - Then, let him shoot himself.
I didn't tell him to take up arms.
I don't want to take it home. You want it.
"One day he will understand. We will tell the truth. ''
He understands now. you tell the truth to him! Answer me, why are you leaving?
I went to see him because I was his mother.
And what do you think I am? Reply me.
You are my husband.
Husband. Do you know the honor of a husband?
Do you know what happened to my honor because of your actions?
What should I listen to?
I swing it in my memory with sincere love...
... but you killed him.
You're the killer, Altaaf.
It is true that I have lied to you, Sufi.
But the right thing is also if I love you.
My regret is only that I hate Khan...
... as big as my love for you.
That is my sadness, Altaaf...
... that your hatred is much stronger than your love.
I really love you, Sufi.
I know your answer but I will still ask:
When this storm passed...
... will you come with me again ride the shikara?
I won't be able to see you.
But I will dream, Sufi...
... about times...
... we spend together.
And also about times...
... which we can't spend together.
Take part in feeling the dream if you can.
Look, see
What should I see?
Dreams, dreams
What should I dream about?
Dream of a city full of lakes
And our house is on the waves
Dream of a city full of lakes
And our house is on the waves
Dream of all those beautiful dreams
The dreams we make will become real
Only this, not others Dream of a city full of lakes
And our house is on the waves
Dream of all those beautiful dreams The dreams we make will become real
Only this, not others Let the floor be made of love Let the fragrance cover the wall
from the house we live in every day in peace
Let the floor be made of love Let the fragrance cover the wall
from the house we live in every day in peace
My eyes are open and closed but still hugging you with his gaze
Dream of a city full of lakes
And our house is on the waves
Bees, dark bees
You come from a garden which one?
Let the snow cover in the winter
When we warm our hands on the fireplace
Let the snow cover in the winter
When we warm our hands on the fireplace
And I sit in your arms My head rests on your shoulder There used to be a small town full of lakes And our house is on the waves
There used to be me and you
Without this sadness
It used to be like that
But now there is
only destruction
Sign in, Avinash.
Yes, sir. Tell me, sir.
There is a clear gap on the left. Avinash, look on the left and back.
Fast, to the left.
- Avinash. - Yes, sir.
Send them back, watch the right side.
To the right of all. Right side!
Move troops to the left. More to the left.
Fast, fast, left, left! Keep an eye on that side.
I want two LMGs on the parapet. There is no gap in the shooting distance.
I can see a gap. Up there. Yes, up, and also on the right.
- I go back to headquarters. Okay? - Yes sir.
Khan-saab, come in, Khan-saab.
Speak, Altaaf.
Remember today 10 years ago?
June 23, at Dalgate.
At that time, by killing all my family, you caused the birth of the new Altaaf.
Today is the 10th birthday for the new Altaaf.
Do you know what my birthday present is?
You!
Hide anywhere, Khan-saab, but today you won't be able to run away from me.
Altaaf, stop this madness. Go home...
-... before the bullet from the police... - Goodbye.
We heard it on the radio, sir. Please take this threat seriously.
Create additional security for yourself.
Gurdeep, I'll go home for lunch. Your extra security will not allow me...
Sir, in 15 years, you never had lunch at home.
In 15 years I've never broken the glass.
Never break the glass? What do you mean, sir?
Can I go home, "sir"?
- Okay, sir. -Thank you sir".
Guard! Break!
Sir, the SP-saab called.
Sir, you haven't eaten at all.
Sir, please try to persuade him otherwise he will fall ill.
He did not even drink today.
I'm sorry, love I'm sorry, Your Honor I'm sorry, love I'm sorry, Your Honor Your anger is volatile And I just feel love flowing
I'm sorry, love I'm sorry, Your Honor Come on, I'm sorry, love I'm sorry, Your Honor Your anger is volatile And I just feel love flowing
I'm sorry, love
I'm sorry, Your Honor
We share dreams about flowers but your words are like thorns
How can I heal my heart? How can I forgive?
We share dreams about flowers but your words are like thorns
How can I heal my heart? How can I forgive?
Release, release Release this stubbornness
Honey, do not crush my heart
No, no, I won't give up You have to beg
Your anger flares up and I just feel love flowing
Please forgive me, love Forgive me, Your Majesty
Please
Come on, I'm sorry Come on, let me win your heart
Don't be so angry Please don't be so quiet Come on, I'm sorry Come on, let me win your heart Don't be so angry Please don't be so quiet I forgive you, I forgive you, my love
I forgive you, I forgive you sir.
We caught people who put bombs in their suitcases.
He is not alone, sir. There are still two other people.
Where is Altaaf?
Sir, I will say everything.
Maharaj Krishna Raina house in Kunjar village.
Where is Altaaf? Where is Altaaf?
Avinash, what are you doing? They are all dead.
He wants to run away with this camera and cassette.
They plan something, sir.
"Kashmir mission"?
Tell me, what is the Kashmir Mission?
Stop it! Back down. That!
This person...
I killed this terrorist in Kunjar village.
How can he arrive at the Hazratbal mosque?
- And with a police uniform? - Khan-saab, Hazratbal is very dense.
- They recorded this either on Friday. - God, today is Friday.
How long does it take?
There are many records that need to be transferred. It will take a long time.
I don't have time. Think about what this means from this recording. Then contact me.
We don't have time.
Why are you acting like this?
If I get shot in a place that is not protected by bulletproof jackets, I will die.
Bullets hit you today. I've known you for years.
You're going crazy when you see militants.
- You won't understand. - Why? Because I'm a Sikh?
No. Because you are not a Kashmiri. You are an outsider.
You don't see how, instead of prayers, the loud speaker constantly accuses us.
They say, "Hindus, leave Kashmir if you want to stay alive."
When all Kashmiri Hindus go...
... I, a police officer, can only see.
- I can understand, Avinash. - You don't know anything.
How can you know the feeling living in a refugee camp?
How does it feel to see your house burned before your own eyes?
How do you know how it feels apart from family?
No, I will never be able to understand because I have absolutely no family left.
They were all killed in 1984 in one day, in Dehi.
They put tires on my father's neck and burned them alive.
Do you know who did it?
Someone is Hindu. Motherfucker.
Who should I blame? Do I have to kill you, Hindu?
Sir, IG-saab is calling for you. It's an emergency.
No, I can't kill you. Not because you're my friend.
But because we are not murderers. We are here to protect.
We must protect humanity. We must save Kashmir.
We can't waste the death of 20 fighters.
These innocent children have been killed...
... by the person responsible for the death of your mother, son.
God has chosen you for this work.
God has chosen you for this mission, my child.
The Prime Minister of India may not leave this valley alive.
This is our Kashmir mission.
Do you know why Alah calls your mother?
In order for you to kill IG Khan along with the Prime Minister, your hand will not vibrate.
Understood, kid?
A good child!
Now get up.
Tell me, how and where are you going to blow up the Prime Minister's helicopter?
Someone opened the door!
Please! Open the door!
Fast!
Put out the fire. Sir, he's out. Okay, sir.
Good. Follow him, Gurdeep.
Avinash, did you see it?
Yes, sir. He headed for Kukar Market.
I see it, Avinash. He went through the Pakki Line.
At exactly 2:45 a.m., helicopter the prime minister will land here.
When the propeller stops, The Chief Minister will come forward to greet him.
- And then, the first explosion. - Idris will shoot him.
In this explosion, IG Khan will move from police guarding...
... with his men, enter the helipad.
Then, the second missile.
- Specifically intended for IG Khan. - You will shoot it, Altaaf.
The purpose of your life and my mission, both will succeed, with God's permission.
How long have you been waiting for this , my child?
A thousand years!
He crossed the Amirkadal bridge. You watch him now, Avinash.
The security is very strict because of the arrival of the Prime Minister.
We cannot move together.
We will be divided into three units and enter to Rainawari via a different route.
- The first unit from here. - Idris.
The second unit, with me, from here.
Third unit, from here...
... with me.
Sir, he crossed Chinar Baug.
He crossed the wooden bridge, towards Dalgate, sir.
My son...
... don't forget your sister, _ your mother and father who are innocent.
IG Khan finishes them all before your eyes.
Don't forget, Allah only once gave this opportunity.
God is your protector. Your goal is IG Khan.
Go away, my child, and destroy the infidel.
Before launch, when the missiles were directed to the actual target...
... this child might panic.
Calm him.
If he changes his mind...
... shoot right in the head. Don't make him tormented. He is my son.
Sir, he took the road towards Khyam Chowk.
He crossed Jhelum. We will catch him at the end of the road, sir.
Pahalgam contacted Gulmarg, change it.
Gulmarg hears you clearly, change.
- Gurdeep, watch the house. - Okay, sir.
- Avinash, you protect me. - Yes sir.
- I will enter the house. Okay? - We've surrounded it, sir.
Fast, fast! Stop the car.
We leave this place. The mission goes according to plan.
- Are you ready? - Ready to broadcast, replace.
Done.
Don't shoot, don't shoot him!
Greetings, Khan-saab.
What is the Kashmir Mission?
Where is Altaaf?
- Mazar-e-Sharif. - What?
1987. Russian soldiers cut my neck.
For seven days, I held my head still stuck with my neck.
There is no food, no water, no sleep, or my head will be separated.
For 7 days I held back my head which was cut off. I didn't tell them anything.
And you, what can you do to me in 37 minutes?
Want to try it? Please.
37 minutes?
36 minutes now. My son Altaaf must have started his mission.
- In 36 minutes, your India... - 36 Minutes? 10 seconds!
In 10 seconds, I'll shoot your head if you don't talk. Say it!
Ten, nine...
... eight, seven...
... six, five...
-... four, three, two... - Sir.
-... one. - Sufi.
Khan-saab, this is the Kashmir Mission.
I've combined all of these video recordings.
And that's scary.
Sir, our commandos are ready. With your command, they will attack.
Where will you attack? Do you know where the missiles are?
In 36 minutes you will search all over Kashmir?
Whether it's the commandos, the army, the police can't do anything now.
We have lost Kashmir.
- But I will shoot Hilal's face. - Stop it, Khan-saab.
Only he knows...
-... where are the missiles. - But does he want to take us there?
He will take us.
I'm sure he will do it...
... if he believes my love against Kashmir is smaller...
... from my hatred of Altaaf.
If he believes I'm blinded by my thirst for revenge...
... so I have forgotten India.
If he believes that he will be saved...
... and I will die.
But I myself have to go with him.
- We will watch over you, sir. - There is no wrong step!
One step is wrong and Kashmir will be destroyed.
No one can follow me. Can it be understood?
But, Khan-saab, are you alone?
Will I die or Kashmir will survive.
Sufi, go with Avinash and Gurdeep. Bring Nilu's ashes...
... and immerse in the Ganges river in Haridwar.
Maybe he will forgive me.
Everything comes out. Exit!
I've lost, Hilal.
My men follow Altaaf.
I was just told that they lost their tracks.
Now only you can take me to him.
This. If you want, finish me. But leave Altaaf to me.
Hand over my son Altaaf to you? No, Khan.
He is no longer your child. She's my child now.
- Through him, we will destroy India. - Let India and Kashmir be destroyed.
I only want Altaaf.
You love him very much.
But our whole mission depends on him.
You can carry out your mission, Hilal.
But leave Altaaf to me.
With my own hand, I'll give him a terrible death...
... so that no child will dare to kill his mother.
You are a Pathan, Hilal. You know what revenge means.
I beg to let me avenge my wife's murderer.
If you are a true Pathan, then understand my hatred.
A Pathan only knows two things...
... immeasurable love and unlimited hatred.
Therefore do your duty, Pathan.
Leave Altaaf to me.
You will get Altaaf. They will get Kashmir. What did i get?
Your life.
My men will take you across the control line.
No one will touch you.
Your hatred is really worth it Get praise from Pathan.
I accept it.
Khan, you have reached your destination.
- Idris! - Sir.
You're late, sir. Is everything okay?
I stopped by to bring you a present.
This gun belongs to the same pagan policy...
... which made you an orphan.
Khan?
Yes, Khan!
I told you, run my mission and I will take you to your destination.
A Pathan respects his words even when given to enemies.
And you, you are my child.
Here, take it. Go and complete your mission.
These are eyes that have never let me sleep for ten years.
Kill me, but listen to me, Altaaf.
I will give you a terrible death...
Like the death you gave to Neelima?
Listen. This is all that is left of the woman who loves you as her child.
The same thing will happen to Kashmir. And you are responsible.
Do you want to know what is the Kashmir Mission?
This has nothing to do with PM's visit.
Today is Friday. Thousands of people will gather in HazratbaI for prayer.
When they bow down, your missile will hit them.
The blood of an innocent Muslim will change the white mosque to red.
And you are responsible.
The missile is ready, sir.
Indian soldiers who will be blamed for blasting the Hazratbal mosque.
They will say the Hindu security forces blew it up.
Think about it, Altaaf! Your people are recorded with wearing Indian military uniforms.
- This is not true. - That's not all, Altaaf.
Remember, Nilu brought you to Shankracharya temple when you were little?
Today, your second missile will fall above the pilgrims who prostrate at Shankracharya.
The child is too long.
Come on, Kohisha.
They will say that Muslims destroy the temple for revenge.
This is your Kashmir mission.
They destroyed the TV tower to spread this lie...
... so that through their TV, they can broadcast the fake recordings.
Sufis see it with their own eyes, Altaaf.
Think about the riots when the Babri Mosque was destroyed.
During the massacre, they shot at the Golden Temple.
Think, if Shankracharya and Hazratbal...
Our world will be destroyed. The destruction that will demand us.
Humans will be crazy and savage, Altaaf.
One of my mistakes has destroyed your whole life, my child.
But this mistake will destroy all Kashmir, son.
You can never forgive me.
Kashmir will also never forgive you, son.
Because the Kashmir mission is death for Kashmir.
These infidels talk too much. Finish him, my child.
Kill me, Altaaf, but save Kashmir, son.
Kill him, my child.
These eyes never let you sleep. Shoot your bullet between the two eyes.
Kill him, my child, kill him.
But for your mother's sake, saved Kashmiriyat, son.
- Kill him, my child. - He often takes you to Hazratbal.
Altaaf, don't think. Kill him.
Have you forgotten Shankracharya?
- Shoot me! - Kill him, kid.
Goodness or evil, _ cruelty or humanity...
... Kashmir or disaster, what will remain alive...
... you must decide it, Altaaf.
Only you.
I take care of you. I put the carbine in your hand.
I show the way of jihad to you.
This oppression, this crime
Who called it jihad?
I'm thankful today you were the one who carried me...
... on the road to heaven, on the road to forgiveness.
Do you understand, my child?
When did this storm subside?
Thousands of soft buds It has been torn before developing from their branch
Killing the infidels is your goal, is your obligation, your only destiny.
This is God's will if you kill His enemy.
Who ignored our heaven?
This is your belief, son. This is your only religion.
Get out! Exit!
Because spreading death, where should life be, in the name of religion...
... because of giving carbines instead of crayons in the hands of innocent children...
... because changing Kashmir from heaven to hell...
... I put you to death.
Blast Shankracharya! Fast!
Blast!
Fast.
An operation, coded as Kashmir Mission...
... to destroy places of worship, Hazratbal and Shankracharya...
... has been foiled by brave actions and on time from the Kashmir Police.
sir.
What happened?
The failure of our Kashmir mission must be kept secret.
We are lucky nobody knows about this mission other than us.
Yes. Except you guys.
Come on, Altaaf. Come on, Khan-saab.
Get out! Altaaf is out!
I didn't come out. You cheated.
Altaaf, give me the bat.
Leave it alone, Khan-saab.
- Nilu, you too! - Altaaf has come home, after all this time.
- I'm not out, right? - Not.
Altaaf, what happened?
Fields covered in snow...
... the green cricket field...
... wooden bridge...
And the house is pink.
Today, after ten years...
-... I saw a dream, Abba. - What did you say?
- After ten years... - No. After that.
- I saw a dream. - After that, Altaaf.
Abba.