Baabarr

Synopsis: Born in violent Amanganj, Uttar Pradesh, Mohammad Baabarr Qureshi watches his eldest brother go to jail for killing Kale Pahelwan. He watches and learns from his other brothers, seriously injures another boy, and after acquiring a gun, kills the boy's father. He grows up to be a much-feared gangster in an area where the police themselves fear to venture. While S.P. Mrityujain Dwivedi would like to arrest him, he holds back and instead encourages Baabarr's rival, Tabrez Alam, to gain more ground and enter into an open conflict with the former. Things escalate to such an extent that Baabarr is forced to flee to his wife, Afreen, in Kolkata, where he is eventually traced and brought before the courts. This is where the Uttar Pradesh police will experience frustration when the court holds Baabarr in judicial custody forbidding the police to even lay a hand on him. With over 200 incidents, virtually no witnesses nor evidence to tie him to any crime, it does look as if Baabaar, who has acqui
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Ashu Trikha
Production: Ridhi Sidhi Films
 
IMDB:
5.2
Year:
2009
180 min
217 Views


India's biggest state,

Uttar Pradesh.

In this most popuIated

state of India...

everything is in excess.

There is a Iot of richness,

and a Iot of poverty.

There is a Iot of honesty,

and a Iot of cheating too.

DayIight crimes is

commonpIace in this state.

There's onIy one ruIe here;

the one who has power, ruIes.

PoIitics was born here.

Every city here has

its own identity.

City of factories,

Ieather, shoes...

purses, utensiIs, toys for

chiIdren, and eIders too.

SmeII any amateur or professionaI

criminaI, bandit, sharp shooter...

or highway thief's gun carefuIIy.

You wiII get the smeII of

some street of this pIace.

One such street is Amanganj.

BeteI Ieaf and tobacco stains

and urine sprays on waIIs...

denote the cuIture here.

There are more arms in every home

than there are chairs to sit.

The more buIIets one has,

the more buIIying he does.

A vote bank of 1200000.

No party wants to

controI things here.

Everyone is happy. Everyone

thinks everything is systematic.

When man makes his own system,

he is most happiest.

There are factories here that

produce not products,but criminaIs.

- Aunt, save me!

- Just you wait!

Where are you running away?

Stop!

- What happened, chiId?

- Babbad is beating me.

I'II kiII you if

you caII me Babbad.

Mother, teII her not

to caII me Babbad.

She is stiII smaII,

so she pronounces r' as d'.

- I'II puII out your tongue!

- Hey!

Look mother, despite warning

her, she is teasing me.

How Iong before dinner

wiII be ready, Kammo?

It's aImost ready, mother.

BaIIi, BabIu, come.

- Coming mother.

Come BaIIi, sit.

Just give me a gIass of water.

Happy birthday to you!

- Happy birthday.

Hey Chhutki, it's not your

parents birthday today.

It's their wedding anniversary.

You see that, mother.

They don't teach right in schooIs.

Stop her going

to schooI from tomorrow.

ChiId, give me a

piece of cake too.

Mother, eat the whoIe cake.

Go Chhutki, give it to mother.

BaIIi, you are not saying

anything today.

Cat got your tongue?

What to do?

No one Iistens to me.

So it is better to remain siIent.

Why do you aIways say such things

then? - I say what I see.

I'd say, whenever you see a wiId

dog, you must change your path.

How many paths wiII we change?

They are present in every street.

The onIy soIution is to pick

a stick and break their heads.

How many wiII you kiII?

KiII one and aII the

others wiII reaIise!

Or we are Iosing the shop today.

Tomorrow, we'II be Ieft homeIess.

So what shouId we do? Join them?

ShouId we pick up guns,

resort to bIoodshed?

We wiII have to do it, or peopIe

Iike KaIe PaheIwan...

wiII make our Iives difficuIt.

You think KaIe PaheIwan is aIone?

He has a whoIe team.

So what? Even we are six brothers.

Take mister.

- Thank you.

Good day.

- Good day.

Greetings Sarfaraz.

- Great! AsIam Katta is here.

How are you, AsIam.

I'm seeing you after a Iong time.

My arms business is such.

I keep coming and going.

I've come onIy ten days back.

Why? You had gone out somewhere?

- No, I'd gone in.

Kid, go and get tea. Quick.

That too, in my way?

- I'm sorry.

Is there a probIem, Sarfaraz?

- No, it's nothing.

Imtiaz, you teII me.

- He's KaIe PaheIwan.

He is eying our shop

since many days.

That's no issue. Want us

to settIe things right now?

No, don't do anything Iike that.

It's our personaI matter,

we wiII sort it out.

You don't interfere.

Why are you staring at me?

Are you new here?

KaIe, don't teII them anything,

they are my guests.

Who are you? Why don't you speak?

Keep your hands away.

- Or what wiII you do?

KaIe... KaIe... Ieave him,

he's just a kid.

No.. stop your men.

What's going on? Someone come

forward and stop this fight.

KaIe, no... no!

Oh God!

And thus, the fire raging in

the heart, reached the head.

And so began the journey of

Sarfaraz and Imtiaz's crimes.

This is my move.

- Rs.50?

Okay.

Mamu, how did

this murder happen?

You are very smart, inspector.

On the pretext

of pIaying cards...

you want to get

information out of me?

Great!

- I'm onIy asking.

I am adding to my knowIedge.

You are from this area.

I thought you must be knowing.

I stake Rs.200.

Sir, we have finished

fiIing the FIR.

KaIe PaheIwan

was stabbed brutaIIy.

The murdered is dead,

the murderer has run away.

And we are trying

to investigate the case.

It's very hot, Mamu. Even my

underpants have become wet.

A Iot more of yours is

going to get wet yet.

Sir, the SHO is coming.

- Oh damn! Pick aII this up.

Let me keep the money, Mamu,

I'II give it to you Iater.

Greetings.

Jai Hind, sir!

- What are you doing here?

Duty, sir.

I was making inquiries with Mamu.

Why ask him?

He's himseIf a gangster.

That's an oId story, sir.

Now, I'm a sociaI worker.

Who was murdered?

- A butcher.

Who committed it?

- A butcher, sir.

The murder was intentionaI?

- It was routine.

What do you mean?

- This is a region of gangsters.

Over here, murders are committed

Iike a joke whiIe pIaying cards.

Hey! Shut-up!

- I shut-up, sir.

Where does the criminaI Iive?

- Hey! Where does he Iive?

I'II take you there. Come.

- Go, sir.

Jai Hind!

He's gone to catch fish.

Mother, poIice!

Mother, the poIice is coming!

Mother,

the poIice is coming home!

Baabarr, go run!

Sarfaraz and Imtiaz have

gone out.

What have they gone to do?

- I don't know.

You must not even be knowing

his whereabouts. - No.

You are going right.

They are suppressed.

- Yes sir.

Hey! You take me to be an idiot?

We toId you whatever we knew.

Why are you annoying us

unnecessariIy?

Keep your voice Iow

and zero attitude.

You don't seem to be

heading right.

I'II give you an advise.

Beware of a poIice's front

and a horse's behind.

Say yes.

Who is he?

- He's their youngest brother.

We have information even he was

present at the scene of crime.

What is your name, son?

- What is your name?

My name is Mrityunjay Dwivedi.

- My name is Baabarr.

Do you go to schooI?

- No.

Why?

- It's my wish.

He's a brave boy.

- Yes sir.

TeII me, what happened

in your shop today?

I don't know.

- Why don't you?

I was pIaying,

I didn't pay attention.

The oIder brothers became criminaIs

and guns began to be made at home.

The young were bound to get

infIuenced by the eIders.

Hey Baabarr!

What happened, BaIIi?

BaIIi, your Baabarr is hot headed.

LittIe Boss, this is meant

to be fired at enemies...

not at dear ones.

You did good.

Erase your foot prints,

even I may foIIow them'

Even Baabarr's smaII feet

took the same path.

Open the gun, push

the buIIet in and aim.

Press the trigger,

and the man before you is dead!

You have fired a gun?

- You think I'm Iying?

I can bring it tomorrow

and show you.

Baabarr, return my tipkat.

I said return it!

Have you gone deaf? Return it.

- Am I your father's servant?

Don't taIk nonsense. Return it.

- Want the tipkat? Take it.

Take it.

- Return my tipkat. Return it!

Throw it towards me.

- Return my tipkat.

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Ikram Akhtar

Ikram Akhtar (born 20 April 1970) is an Indian film writer working in Bollywood. He started his Bollywood career as an Assistant Writer working for Anees Bazmee. more…

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