Main Hoon Na Page #11

Synopsis: When India and Pakistan decide to end their hostilities, there is one army person in India who is unhappy, because of his son's death in the Indo-Pak war. He decides to launch terror attacks and bring an end to peace, and for this purpose he shoots and gravelly injures an Indian army officer. After the death of this officer, Raghavan then decides to do away with the army officer's daughter, Sanjana, who is studying in hostel. Raghavan and his men descend on the hostel and hold over 100 students hostage. There is only one student who can save them, and his name is Ram, he claims he is a student, but is here on a mission - a mission that when told will reveal his real identity and two plans which he must carry out simultaneously.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Farah Khan
Production: Eros Entertainment
  8 wins & 34 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.0
NOT RATED
Year:
2004
179 min
Website
2,613 Views


-We would have managed.

-Don't be silly.

I wouldn't have let you.

Nowadays, you cannot trust anybody, son.

You never know who

you might meet on the way.

-Sir, I get off here.

-Okay. Okay.

-Thank you, Sir.

-Sure.

Won't you wish good night

to your friend, Sanju?

Go ahead. Come on. It's okay.

Lucky.

-Good night.

-Good night.

Hold it. Hold it.

Ram?

-What the hell is happening?

-Let's go.

-Sanju, are you okay?

-Ram, a gun?

Sir, we're in danger.

Please drive. Move it. Sir, please.

What's going on, Ram?

Drive towards Sanju's hostel.

I'll explain.

-What's happening?

-Okay. Okay.

Pull over, Sir.

Sanju, your dad is here.

Go talk to him.

I'm sorry, Dad.

No, my dear.

-I'm very sorry.

-I'm sorry.

Thanks for dropping us here, Sir.

It was my duty.

So you're in the army?

Major Ram, Sir.

Major?

Impressive.

Glad to know that the country's security

is in such able hands.

Any doubts, Sir?

Absolutely not.

-Good night.

-Good night.

-Dad, Ram?

-Sanjana...

I had sent Ram for your protection.

Hi.

So...

you're in the army, right?

Yeah... Yes, Ma'am.

You were here to protect Sanjana?

Yes... Yes, Ma'am.

So you were never really my student?

Yes, Ma'am. I mean...

No, Ma'am.

Happy Teacher's Day.

Major.

Thank you, Sir...

Ma'am.

Ram, come in.

Come in, Ram.

Come in. Come in

Sir, we should congratulate

Major Ram on his successful mission.

Has he succeeded? Very good.

So you finally found

Lakshman Prasad Sharma?

No, Sir.

Sanjana Bakshi.

General Bakshi's daughter.

General Bakshi?

Does he want to join the college as well?

No, General Bakshi is not joining.

I...

Sir, I have a request.

Feel free to speak, Maximus.

I'd like to stay here a bit longer.

Then you must have lunch and go.

No, I mean...

I'd like to stay in the college

for a few more days.

Then stay till graduation.

Okay.

But please don't mention this to anyone.

Top secret?

Yes.

Sir.

Of course, Major.

Anything for the army.

Thank you, Sir.

Thank you.

Lakshman Sharma? Lucky, right?

His distant relative.

He came all the way here, to find him.

Lucky me.

You have six hours.

Find out the relationship between

Major Ram And Lakshman Prasad.

So when do you plan

to tell your mother?

Even Sanjana has agreed for protection.

You must reveal your identity.

I know, Chandni.

But I'm apprehensive.

So Lucky Sharma is

Shekhar Sharma's son.

Ram's step-brother.

Sweet.

Look, Ram,

if they find out from elsewhere...

then they're bound to feel

that you deceived them.

And once they know who you are

I'm sure they'll love you even more.

I see. So when you found out,

did you begin loving me more?

Any doubts?

Gentlemen, get ready for action.

Tomorrow, Major Ram

will leave for a long exile.

Father... this time mom will accept me.

And Lakshman, too.

Hello, Mother.

Lucky.

Mother, I...

I want to say some thing...

to the both of you, actually.

Ram.

Ram, you're Shekhar Sharma's son?

Why didn't you tell me?

Good that the army officers told me.

He's quite a wretch,

but a very dear friend.

We were in the same college.

Can you give me his address?

Or a contact number?

Is everything alright?

Looks like I've come

at the wrong time.

Good-bye.

Mother, I...

I was about to tell you.

Just don't say anything, Ram!

Not a word!

-Just shut up, okay?

-Mother...

I hope you understand why I did this.

-Ram, another word and--

-No, Lakshman.

Let him speak.

I do want to know why he did this.

Tell me.

Why did you sneak into our lives?

Did you think we'd forget everything

and accept you?

That I'd forget these twenty years

that I spent like a widow?

Those twenty years,

that will never return.

Did you think that escorting me to

the temple and touching my feet

will set everything right?

No, Mother.

These are very deep wounds, Ram.

They can't be healed so soon.

Go tell your father that

we don't need him anymore.

We're used to living without him.

And it's his punishment

that he lives without us

and dies without seeing our faces.

Pack up and leave.

Even today, there's no place

for you in my house.

God damn it!

Just a minute, Ram.

What were you hoping to achieve?

Why did you come here?

Why?

I came here to fulfill

my father's last wish.

You were right.

His punishment...

was to live without you two.

And he died without seeing you two.

He loved you a lot.

Lucky, he had asked me to

immerse his ashes with you.

I just wanted to unite his family.

My family...

Even though I knew

I would never be accepted.

I am...

I'm sorry...

Mother.

Mother...

Mother?

span style="style.default1"Bonds that break.../span

span style="style.default1"Loved ones ache.../span

span style="style.default1"I hope the miles find a bridge/span

span style="style.default1"Why does this happen?/span

span style="style.default1"Why does the heart bleed?/span

span style="style.default1"Why am I tongue-tied?/span

span style="style.default1"I leave my dearest here and how.../span

span style="style.default1"I leave my dearest here and how.../span

span style="style.default1"I now walk alone to the other side/span

span style="style.default1"It's me who found love, yet lost it/span

span style="style.default1"Here I am... restless and unsettled/span

Sir.

Yes, Sir.

What?

span style="style.default1"Sanju, look up. Say hello to your dad./span

span style="style.default1"So what now, General Bakshi?/span

span style="style.default1"Sanjana's with me./span

span style="style.default1"Are you still ready to sacrifice her?/span

span style="style.default1"And him?/span

span style="style.default1"And him?/span

span style="style.default1"And all the others?/span

span style="style.default1"I don't think so, General Bakshi./span

span style="style.default1"Project Milaap is finished./span

span style="style.default1"I have a few more demands./span

span style="style.default1"My soldier, Khan's release,/span

span style="style.default1"a helicopter.../span

span style="style.default1"and my favorite student, Major Ram./span

span style="style.default1"His education is still incomplete./span

Roy, relieve Captain Mahesh.

Akbar, check the corridors again.

Sir.

span style="style.default1"Breaking news this evening./span

span style="style.default1"The Pakistan General has/span

span style="style.default1"announced that on 15th August,/span

span style="style.default1"they will reciprocate by returning/span

span style="style.default1"Indian POWs to India./span

If one extends

a warm hand of friendship

why will Pakistan not reciprocate?

My only regret is

that we didn't take the first step.

We've won.

He'll have to release the kids.

Nothing has changed, General Bakshi.

I don't care what Pakistan does!

You will not release the enemies.

And by the way,

I hope Khan is in the helicopter

and Major Ram has been handcuffed.

Because Sanjana and her friends

have very little time left.

But, Sir, didn't we say that

if Pakistan releases our prisoners--

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Abbas Tyrewala

Abbas Tyrewala is an Indian film storywriter, screenwriter, dialogue writer and director. After making his mark as a screenwriter and dialogue writer in early 2000s, with award-winning films like Maqbool (2003), Munnabhai M.B.B.S. (2003), he made his debut as a director with a breezy romantic comedy, Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na (2008). more…

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