Bhaag Milkha Bhaag
And, here they come.
Stepping out onto the field.
this runner...
... is known as the lndian saint.
He is lndia's Milkha Singh.
Milkha Singh
lndia's Milkha Singh
Can he win gold for
lndia in the 400m race?
On your mark.
Set.
The historic race has begun.
Milkha Singh leads...
lt's time.
... will this be
lndia's first gold?
At 200mts the gold
is virtually in his pocket.
Run Milkha!
Run!
Why did he look back?
Hello?
Hello, Milkha?
What happened?
Ranvir, after the
Rome Olympics loss...
l understand Milkha's mental state.
But you see...
... our Prime Minister and Pakistan's
President General Ayub Khan...
this contest. What do we tell them?
The announcements are made.
Milkha is our star. lf he refuses,
it'll send the wrong signal.
Wrong signal?
lt's about the upcoming
lndia-Pakistan Games
Oh yes, yes. Please sit.
These games aren't
just games but a means...
... to bring our countries closer.
All the arrangements have been made,
sir. Everything is on it track?
But?
Our star Milkha refuses
to go to Pakistan.
Convince him.
We're trying. But since
he lost the Rome Olympics...
You win some, you lose some.
Mr. Prime Minister,
Pardon me. My name is Ranvir Singh.
Milkha Singh's coach.
This isn't about losing in Rome.
He refuses to go to Pakistan...
... for personal reasons.
Mr. Wadhwa...
... take Ranvir Singh...
... and go and talk to Milkha.
Good morning, sir.
Oh good morning come.
Sir, this is Gurudev Singh.
l've told you about him.
Hello...
How are you, sir? - Very well.
Come in.
The Delhi to Chandigarh Amrapali Express
is about to leave from platform no. 1 .
Milkha Singh listens to him...
... so l requested him to come too.
Thanks for coming, Mr.
Gurudev Singh.
l hope you can
help persuade Milkha.
Read this?
"l will not go to Pakistan."
What is the reason?
lt's a long story, sir.
Ourjourney to
Chandigarh is long too.
l first met Milkha 6 years ago.
ln 1954...
... at the Secunderabad
Army Regiment Centre.
Recruit Paras Sharda!
Sir!
Recruit Sehore. - Sir.
Recruit Gopal Singh. - Sir.
Cadet Sujit Chawla. - Sir.
Every year young
men enlist in the Army.
Milkha Singh was one of them.
Recruit Sahil. - Sir.
Recruit Suresh Kumar
Suresh Kumar?
Recruit Milkha Singh
Yes sir!
Yes, sir.
Two Milkha Singhs?
l'm Suresh Kumar, sir!
What took you so long?
Sorry, sir!
You have a shrill voice.
Why did you join the army?
To fight, sir!
To fight? Or sing lullabies?
Can you roar at the enemy?
l can, sir! - Let's hear you.
Attack!
Silence!
No laughing!
He can roar. He has balls.
Enemy, l'm coming!
From now you're no
longer Suresh Kumar...
... but Miss Suresh
Damned if you do...
... damned if you don't.
Who spoke?
You?
l did sir.
So, you did!
Yes, sir.
You think l'm a clown?
No, sir.
That you are a hero?
- No, sir.
No butting in.
Got it?
Got what?
No butting in!
Collect your treasures!
Your trunk and plate.
No wives in sight.
He forgot mug.
You said something?
Sir, this mug.
Mug.
This is to drink, bathe and wash.
Got it?
Sir!
One--two-one.
One. - Squad two.
Squad one. - One.
Squad two. - Two.
Squad one. - One.
Squad two. - Two.
Squad one. - One.
Squad two. - Two.
Just, one-two.
Jump.
Everyone.
Remember. Your field of action,
is your practice area.
And your duty is your penance.
He's always yelling.
Do this! Do that!
Will you eat? No? Then don't!
lmagine him talking to his wife...
Give me a kiss.
How about it!
Turn around. - Turn. No.
"Hoye...a testing fire,
"A lonesome night, a night like this,
put your hand on your heart, and together"
"Tell me what are we going to do?"
"Contribute selflessly,
Contribute selflessly"
"Hoye...a testing fire,
"A lonesome night, a night like this,
put your hand on your heart, and together"
"Tell me what are we going to do?"
"Contribute selflessly,
Contribute selflessly"
"Hoye, all creatures
must be fast asleep"
"While the spirits
awake and crying loud"
"A lonesome night, a night like this,
put your hand on your heart, and together"
"Tell me what are we going to do?"
"Contribute selflessly,
Contribute selflessly"
"Wash! Clean! Dry!"
"Everybody Oye! Order Oye!"
"We follow all orders..."
"Parade halt!"
"Wash! Clean! Dry!"
"For the making of a soldier"
"Parade halt!"
"Hoye....we'll run
to turn to steel our..."
"Hoye...we'll run to be men
of steel, to contribute selflessly"
"Hoye...a testing fire,
"A lonesome night, a night like this,
put your hand on your heart, and together"
"Tell me what are we going to do?"
"Contribute selflessly,
Contribute selflessly"
"Raging like a forest fire"
"The heart is also smoldering"
"Raging like a forest fire"
"The heart is also smoldering"
"A lonesome night, a night like this,
put your hand on your heart, and together"
"Tell me what are we going to do?"
"Contribute selflessly,
Contribute selflessly"
Attention!
There will be a race tomorrow.
Singh will explain.
At ease!
My name is Gurudev Singh.
The lndian Army is
ready at all times ...
... to serve and
protect the country.
Besides that...
... the lndian army
has also given lndia...
... its' finest sportsmen.
Tomorrow...
... you will run
... six miles long.
The ten fastest...
... will be personally
trained by me.
To compete in the
coming brigade games...
... representing our unit.
Have any of you run before?
When?
A mad dog once chased me.
l ran all the way home.
Quiet!
And you?
Much the same story, sir.
You morons. That's not
the kind of running l mean.
This is a contest.
To get ahead of the others.
Any questions?
No, sir!
One more thing...
... no more fatigue duty
for the ten best runners.
A special diet too...
... a glass of milk
and two raw eggs.
Attention!
Disperse!
One--two-three-one..
Hail lndia!
l'll win for the unit's honour.
We have to win.
Hear that?
No fatigue duty for the top ten.
No cutting grass.
l'll run like life depends on it!
All l can think about is the milk.
Taran, put in all your strength...
... you have to get
your fatigue excused.
Come on!
Why are you sitting here?
Stomach cramps. Can't move.
Think of the milk.
Come on.
Milk! Milk!
Run to beat everyone.
Run to come first.
Young man!
You ran well.
What happened?
Stomach cramps, sir.
We'll work on that.
Yes, sir!
Come on.
Eggs and milk!
lt's back to fatigue duty for me...
lt's ok, Taran.
Here...
... you drink it.
Drink it.
you drink it.
You drinking or me,
it's the same thing.
What about you?
- You love milk.
You drinking or me, same thing.
Then l'll finish all of it.
Shameless boy!
Little devil!
Chawli, l'm ready to eat.
Your chair.
- Keep sitting...
Let's play...
... spot the middle finger, Milkhu.
Ready?
The middle finger.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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