Kisna: The Warrior Poet
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- 2005
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The waters... The land...
And the sky...
...Are proof to the history
Of mankind.
People... countries... Time...
Everything changes...
Nothing survives forever...
But true love.
In the name of true love is...
Whenever the populous 10 billion
Of india celebrate republic day...
...There's always something
special.
This year the government and
The media have their attention...
...On a special guest
Lady katherine williams.
"Ironically, she's refusing to talk
To both - government and press."
She's even avoiding a
Photographer...!
"A former minister
Of the british government..."
...ls today the
state guest of india...
...Because of her interest in
Rural development and education.
For this she has with her a charity
fund of 500 million pounds.
"All the chief ministers around the
country have invited her."
But she declined till she meets
The prime minister or president.
Ministers and known people of delhi."
"All praised her at length but
she just said one word..."
What...?
- Namaste.
Well said.
"Lets' watch to whom will her
charity fund go to, if at all."
She has refused the ministry's
Invitations to tour india.
"I'm the secretary to
Minister of tourism."
"Please explain, our government's
In an awkward situation."
"But if madam doesn't wish to tour,
You can't force her."
Get to know our country."
"You want madam to see
India in the truest sense?"
"We've already invited
Her to sightsee india."
"If you really want her to
see india..."
"...Then take her to devprayag"
"Devprayag, a holy place in
Uttaranchal where two rivers..."
...Bhagirath and alaknanda merge...
"...To form the holiest river ganges,
Above rishikesh and haridwar."
Now what's your decision?
Thank you.
How rude is that?!
"Either she doesn't know india or
Doesn't want to know india..."
It's all a charade!
"I know india very well..."
"More than you, the real india."
It's not a charade.
"India has a thousand stories..."
"But I've just one story to share..."
"Now even I can't hold
Myself back"
Do you see that bungalow...
...Now a hotel I guess...
...lt was my home...
My birthplace.
Lady katherine says...
Do you see that bungalow there,
It was my home
In 1930, I was born here.
In india.
"Before 1947, during british rule..."
My father and grandfather
Also lived in india.
The deputy commissioner..."
"...Of pauri garhwal.
"Kathy baby, my sweetheart,
This is for you."
Where's kisna?
Where he usually is...!
What's it?
- Here's a gift for you.
What's it?
I don't like such jokes.
Go away, let me work!
Now what?
Just like an officer.
Salute the officer.
Salute officer!
"Do you think I'm an idiot?
It's a girls' hat, not for boys!"
"Sing a song that touches my heart"
My grandpa's calling you
for the prayer ceremony!
Can't come, I'm on duty!
"Luxmi, come with us."
Grandpa...
- Yes my dear...
Kisna chases me away
Whenever kathy's around.
He's my student.
He'd never do that.
He does! Kathy braids
Her hair as if to copy me!
Just immerse yourself into the
World of music and dance...
And pray to lord krishna.
He'll be yours.
Kisna doesn't care about me.
Just close your eyes.
Now turn southwards...
...Now open your eyes.
Isn't that kisna!
This is your english lesson book.
Learn it by monday."
I've completed this homework too.
To look at the piano."
Of course... why not...
I don't want any useless indian
In that room!
Path of love and peace."
"Says our holy book, the gita."
"If one doesn't follow
This path?"
It becomes our duty to fight.
Even if he's your own master?
Be it your master or brother...
fight for justice is righteousness.
Got that kisna?
Half knowledge is dangerous!
"My sister shanta's moulding
Her children into scholars..."
"...Whereas to fight the british
We need warriors!"
"We've you, bhairo,
Leader of warriors!"
"Shankar's following your
footsteps!"
"Yes, my shankar's not a slave
Like kisna and you."
"Time and again the two of you fight
Over the same issue."
Beckett's routed the canal water
To the wretched prince raghuraj.
I'll skin him alive one day...
Even if he's your master!
"Who'll stop you from your
Temperament of bloodshed!
"Since beckett's banned all
Your illegal trade..."
"...You're faking to be a radical
Leader of the poor villagers!"
Pauri garhwal, which belongs to me."
I've paid your government huge
Taxes and helped in your business.
I need you to guard my canal from
Misuse by bhairo and his miscreants.
"Listen to the melody
And follow me."
Mother didn't have the courage
To go against father's decision.
"I was packed off to london the
very same day."
"But my childhood was attached to
scents of this village."
"In england, my aunt margaret
Put me in a public school."
"But I never forgot devprayag,
Kisna and his flute."
Time went by...
"In 1947, the british government
started talks of independence..."
...With gandhi and nehru.
On my mother's insistence,
My father called me back to india.
On reaching india, my happiness
Knew no bounds.
Nothing had changed, neither
The villages or the mountains...
...Nor the rivers or the people!
Felt like childhood days again.
We are a family now...
My sweetheart!
- Recognize me?
How can I ever forget you?
This flower reminded me of you!
Kisna... How's he?!
He's fine...
What does he do?
He's finished studies, works
With his brother...
...And teaches the children too.
Did kisna miss me?
Yes... but...
What happened?
Since you'd left, everything
Has changed...
...from people to government
To politics!
A rage of hatred has taken over.
Especially against your father.
All over india, people are
Resuming to peace, except here.
And kisna?
A sandstorm.
And luxmi?
Lord krishna.
"My god is in me"
"Do I need to go to a temple
In search of god?"
"This existence is god..."
"I find you everywhere"
"Within me is the destroyer,
Preserver, creator..."
"...And lord krishna!"
"My god is in me!"
"Beckett's daughter,
Katherine is back!"
"Apparently she's beautiful.
- Want to marry her?"
"Crazy? Who'd want to marry
A white girl?!"
Kisna... Where are you going?
I'll be right back my brother.
Recognize me?
Yes... You are
Ms. Katherine beckett.
Daughter of our master
Mr. Peter beckett.
My father has been unfair.
Your father told me everything.
Does this politics affect
Our friendship?
Beautiful...
It's mine... when your father...
sent me away from india,
You and all my friends.
"How did you learn our guru's
Tune of aham brahmasmi?
Just the way you learnt my
Mother's piano notes.
I've written a song to that tune.
- Absolutely.
Beautiful...
Truly beautiful...
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