Iqbal

Please God, one more wicket,

I will instantly go to the mosque...

sorry, not instantly, after my son is

born... just one more wicket.

Okay, son,

let's see if Kapil can create magic

Wake up... wake up Iqbal

Wake up...

It's 9 o' clock

Who sleeps till 9 o' clock? Wake up.

It's all your mother's fault.

Spoilt you bloody rotten.

We have rules in this house

and we will follow them.

Good for nothing.

Today's the last day of his freedom.

I'm

He is a 20-year old dunce

Is the bike in good condition?

-Of course...

I wouldn't sell

it if I wasn't desperate.

Cycling to and from work

will give me more exercise.

I have no idea where you put

it, but I love to watch you eat.

Your father needs the money

but he's too proud...

...to beg the government

for free electricity.

You better hurry up and get famous

before we go completely broke.

Water... to drink, not pour on face.

You did it again.

Never take your eyes off the ball.

It is not a stupid excuse!

Just wait till I show you

what I brought,

...then you're going to fall on

your knees and beg my forgiveness.

I can't understand if you go so fast.

I'm sure you understand this

-Goodbye!

Move, Kapil...

He always finds a spot

and sets up house.

Don't forget what I told you

about the "in-swinger".

And finally, don't forget the three

things necessary to bowl an

in-swinger.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

...and that's all for today.

How was the crop this time?

-Good...

but electricity is always a problem.

-Aunty!

Hello aunty.

-God bless you.

Aunty, lbi didn't come?

No. He's got exams.

Kapil... Kumble...

Harbhajan... Balaji...

...and who is this?

-This is our latest addition -

Irfan!

These buffaloes must be very confused

females with male names.

Let's go.

I'll take it when I can give you

something in return.

Like father, like son.

Please allow me to help.

We are doing really well and...

...actually Abdul insisted that

I loan you some money.

You can pay me back.

You know I have no ego

when it comes to you...

...but Anwar, never.

Tonight we are in for a long

lecture on lbi from dad.

Ibi is so smart, lbi studies so well,

Why can't you be more like lbi?

Lbi is so well-read,

lbi this... Ibi that...

Ibi is absolutely brilliant.

Top marks in everything.

I'm going to make him

into an engineer.

You know I'm not competing with you.

I know...

My Iqbal's a dreamer.

He'll make me proud one day.

I don't think he is old enough

to work in the fields.

But old enough to eat like

a man and sleep like one.

I'm sure he understands every word,

don't you, Iqbal?

Please, son, it is not too late...

...you can't tend buffaloes

and dream all your life.

Look at lbi. Look how smart he is.

He's doing something with his life.

I know you can't do the same

things...

but I raised you to never think of

yourself as handicapped.

Learning farming will help

you earn a living...

and you also serve

the nation that way.

Okay...

everyone listen up

he has asked for more time

...and I've given him one more year.

One year.

And after that

he'll work with me in the fields.

I, a disgraced poet...

...bid farewell

...bid farewell.

This is what I was trying to give

you since the afternoon.

Now leave me alone

I have my homework to finish.

It is my fault.

I should have continued his

education.

If you had the money you would have

Bombay.

At least he would have

friends in school.

All his childhood friends have moved

My son is still a happy boy.

Don't worry, Anwar,

he will make something of himself.

Are you the best?

What did he ask?

-He asked me why I did this...

I said that I didn't want to

become...

...an old nanny before I see

him play for the national team.

Also my back is killing me

crouching here day after day.

How long have you been doing this?

-Me about 6 months.

He's being doing it for the

last 2 years, every day.

You speak a lot and

he doesn't utter a word.

He's deaf and dumb, sir.

But he can read lips

if you speak slowly.

You're sister says you're

the best in the whole world

and there is no one in my academy who

can

match up to even a hair on your head.

He bowls better than he talks...

not that he can talk but...

Come!

As if they're going to go anywhere.

Let's see if you're wasting my time.

One moment, sir.

What did you tell him?

To do exactly what he does

everyday...

The thing is when he plays every day,

his only spectators are buffaloes.

So I said to him to think of

all of you as buffaloes.

Tomorrow 5 PM.

Now we follow your dream.

There is absolutely no way

your father would agree.

We have no choice.

You're right, kids.

We can't lie to your father...

okay...

we don't tell him anything.

Brother is milking the buffaloes.

Father will become suspicious.

Smart ass, you don't need

to worry about it.

It's not a good idea.

What's going on?

-Why? What happened?

I'm absent-minded but

I'm not an idiot.

That lazy boy is milking the

buffalos??

He does it every day.

This early in the morning?

He's happy that you gave him a year

and wants to show you his

appreciation.

I'm not buying it.

There's something going on.

I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

Hurry up.

You're getting late for school.

I'll make sure he sleeps late

tomorrow.

Is that okay with you?

This is Iqbal and his sister Khadija.

Iqbal is a special case

he is deaf and dumb.

I want you boys to be considerate.

Since he is a bowler he will

join your group, Ajit.

There is a huge difference...

...when there is a batsman between

you and the wickets isn't there?

Your pace is great...

...but if you can't wield

it like a weapon,

you might as well be tossing

lollypops.

Sorry, I translated

face instead of pace.

I said he must use his face as

a weapon and toss lollypops.

Sir, could you speak a little slowly?

Just tell him that it's not enough

to have natural talent,

it must be developed

and finely honed.

I guess I should be happy

that things have returned to normal.

What a lazy boy!

God make him more responsible.

Close your eyes.

Not this time for you, sweetie.

-Okay.

You a keep watch on dad.

-I don't need to...

...his snores can be heard

in the next village.

How you grip the ball is the starting

point from which everything else

follows.

For the next week we will

concentrate on your grip.

Kamal, if you're more interested

in his shoeless feet,

then I suggest two laps...

without shoes.

Iqbal come here.

Take this.

Come fast, come.

Khadija! What are you waiting for?

Go take your father's bag.

Yes, mother.

Dumb-ass!

Deaf ass...

...dumb and deaf ass.

Why don't you take you and your

sister's sorry asses out of here?

For your information, I can hear...

...and if you speak facing him

he can understand too.

You're so stupid.

What did he say?

Ass. Why the hell were you

not wearing a helmet?

I bet you were showing off.

Khadija, you and Iqbal

wait in my office.

I know it wasn't an accident.

I also know Kamal made fun of you...

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