Padmaavat Page #5

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Keep your sword with you.

I've been invited for a meal,not for battle.

A storm is expected outside.Think about this again.

Do you have to go?

Would you like history to remember thatAlauddin Khilji came to Chittor unarmed...

...but King Ratan Singhwas too scared to venture out.

I understand your concern.

But he is all alone.His army has gone back.

But it can come back too.

I shall be back before the moon rises.

Hmm.

Sultan!

Oh...

Welcome, my friend!

I thought you might notshow up in this storm.

Storms like these can never stop me.

Of course!

Take a seat.

Here?

Yes.

Today is my last day in Chittor.I am overwhelmed.

Hmm...

I have so many memories of this place.

Many of my soldiers died here,right before my eyes.

Do you remember?

The day you stood watching from the fort.

Poor men!

Poor Dilnawaz!!

My precious little bird!

The day you burnt our tents,he too perished in that fire.

Had he been alive, you would haveheard his screams in this storm.

Anyway...

I feel a strange connection to this soil.

I want to take it back with me...

...and you too!

So this is the Khilji hospitality?

Your principles?

I made a mistakeof trusting you again Alauddin.

Even God doesn't trust Alauddin!

You broke my trust too!

You dropped the curtains so quick thatI couldn't even see the Queen's face.

Now please don't refuse to come with me.

Because you're the bait that willdraw Queen Padmavati to Delhi.

And if that doesn't happen,I will take Chittor away from you.

You will take away Chittor?

You can take me away from Chittor,but not my pride.

You can steal a diamond,but not it's sparkle.

Imprison him.

You may imprison me, but can youcontain the storm rising from Chittor?

-Long live the Khiljis!

Long live!

Greetings, My Lord!

My Queen, please return to the Palace.

A storm is gathering outside.

And do not worry.God's blessings are with the King.

He will return safe and sound.

No, Kunwar Baisa.

I will wait here until the moon rises.

But the moon won't rise, My Queen.Tonight is a new moon!

My Lord!

Gora Singh, are you looking for your King?

The storm blew him away to Delhi.

He's been banished from his own kingdom!

So you're the one whobrought Alauddin to Chittor!

Traitor!

If you even lay a finger on me,your King will lose his life.

There's a message for Queen Padmavati.

If she wishes to see her King alive,she must come there!

O Motherland! Give us the strength;to defend the pride of Rajputs.

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The hills of Mewar;uphold our honour now.

Hurry! The Queen has called us.

Queen Nagmati has asked all the women...

What's this?

Why are you smearing mud on the mirrors?

Until the King returns,I won't see my face in the mirror.

But, My Queen...-What is it?

Queen Nagmati has calledall the women.

And you too.

Why have you called us?

Go away!

Queen, did you call me?

At least let me grieve in peace!

If you hadn't banished the Royal Guru,he wouldn't have joined hands with Alauddin.

And Chittor would not be under threat!

Today our King is in the enemy's clutchesand it's entirely your fault!

Your beauty is to be blamed!

What about the beholder?

And his sinful gaze?

They too are at fault.And Mewar is paying the price for that.

But you should face punishment too!

How to punish someonewho is not at fault?

Poison her? Throw her in the well?Or imprison her?

We should accept the Sultan's conditionand send Padmavati there.

My Queen! How can you say thatbeing a woman yourself?

Send her there?

Hand her over to the Sultan?Impossible!

If we don't comply, neither our Kingnor Mewar will survive!

-My Queen!

If the time comesfor such desperate measures...

...then every woman in Chittor willjump into the fire to protect her dignity.

We'll perform Jauhar!(Mass self-immolation).

But we will never let our Queenset foot out of this fort.

How do I explain my grief to you all?

I shall go.

What are you saying, My Queen?

Even the Goddess had to descendfrom her abode to slay the demons.

Who am I? A mere mortal.I will only cross the threshold of Chittor.

And you forget, My Queen.

Rajput women are just as muchwarriors as their men.

-My Lord!

I had told you!I will bring Mewar down to its knees.

I can feel your pain.That's why I play the flute.

Raag Yaman!(Classical melody)

Did it alleviate some of your sorrows?

It can't.

Your music once felt like sandalwood.

And now?

It stinks!

Stinks of treason.

You've lost your crown,but not your pride.

Not until I have the enemy's head at my feet.

That's impossible!

Raghav Chetan's fury has turnedyour stars unfavourable for you.

You will have to bow before the Sultan.

Play on!Yaman.

Greetings, My Queen.

This sword had sworn to protect Mewari pride.

But you've decided to go there.

You have embarrassed us.

Take this sword and behead me.

This is the only way to bring our King back.

Don't you trustour ability to bring our King back?

I do!

But not every war is won with might.This time we'll have to use a different strategy.

Our swords...-Send a message to the Sultan.

I don't agree with your decision.

As your brother...

This is not a request from a sister,but an order of the Queen of Mewar!

For the sake of King of Mewar's safety,Queen Padmavati has agreed to come here.

Congratulations Sultan!Your wish has come true.

Keep reading...-Yes.

But she has few conditions.

The Queen will bringeight hundred maids along.

Agreed.

They will stay at the women's chamber,where no men can go.

Agreed.

Upon her arrival, she will meet the King first.And meet the Sultan only after the King is released.

Agreed.

And her last condition...

This is not possible, Sultan.

What does she want?

That palanquins won't leave Chittor untilRaghav Chetan's severed head is delivered to her.

Agreed!

This is unfair, Sultan.

Don't forget that Queen Padmavatiwill soon be yours only because of me...

Agreed!

Greetings, My Queen.

What happened, Gora Singh?

Khiljis have sent a reply to your message.

Alauddin has accepted all your conditions.

And has also sent a gift for you.

Forgive me, My Queen.We doubted your acumen.

You eliminated our enemysitting here in Chittor.

And now it's the Sultan's turn.

But it's an impossible task without your support.

We swear on the Almighty.Every Rajput sword will now obey your command.

Then take out the palanquins.We will leave tomorrow.

As you say, My Queen.

I haven't seen the King's face in a long time.

My heart is aloof from the world!

My heart is aloof from the world!

Well said!

Ever since I'm consumed by love!

Well said! Very nice!

Now pay attention, Khusrau.

All my heart strings are tugged.

I've lost all slumber and peace.

My eyes are clouded with dreams!

Well said! Marvellous!

Did you notice?

Our most renowned poet,Amir Khusrau praised my poetry.

But it seems Itaat Khan didn't quite like it.

Sultan, I don't understand such poetry.

Because you don't understand love!

You're not a poet, you're a coward!

There's no reason to feel offendedby the Sultan's words.

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