Raazi Page #3

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And what all they like to eat?

First of all, everyone has breakfast together.

And they all prefer to have toast.

Oh...

So we'll have the parathas for lunch then.

You should taste them too Uncle. I make them quite well...

You don't need to bother with the cooking.

Munira madam decides what is to be made each morning.

Both lunch and dinner are prepared accordingly.

Unless you have taken over the household responsibilities...

I'm sorry...

I interfered in the kitchen...

...without permission.

Abdul... Toast. - Coming.

'Don't be in a hurry to win their affection.'

'It doesn't work...'

'And looks like false flattery.'

'Give it a few weeks...'

'...everything will fall into place.'

I heard what happened in the kitchen today.

I was only trying to be helpful.

I didn't mean to interfere with his work.

There was no interference!

Abdul is a little too possessive about this family.

But you're the daughter-in-law of the family after all.

When you first came, was he like this with you too?

Somewhat.

But maybe because... - I am Indian?

Is that why?

Could be...

But, he is an Indian himself...

...he moved to Pakistan only after the Partition.

Please sit.

'Make a note of everyone's arrival and departure...'

'Where they go... where they have their meetings...'

You only listen to Jazz music?

I like Western Classical too.

But Jazz has a completely different effect on me.

I know!

Just like Indian classical music has...

...on me.

You have grown up in India...

...it's natural that you will like things from there.

The action at Dhaka University...

Watch the ways of the wind

Tread lightly in your gait

Your footprints betray you

Your conscience up in flames

Watch the ways of the wind

Tread lightly in your gait

Your footprints betray you

Your conscience up in flames

Your conscience up in flames

Sorry!

The door wasn't locked...

'Sarvar.'

Owns a grocery store in the main market.

If anything goes wrong, contact him immediately.

The Bride is smiling.

Sir, Sehmat's test message.

The cheeks are hurting.

What are you doing?!

I'm sorry...

Abba...

You could at least speak with Lt. General Beig.

Beig has already made up his mind.

He's calling Farooqi to Islamabad.

Both your names are still being considered for the promotion Abba...

Perhaps Farooqi will say no.

Farooqi isn't stupid.

Only a fool will refuse a promotion...

...in the Pakistani Armed forces.

Wait here. I'll be back in an hour.

Alright madam.

The rickshaw-puller is Imtiaz.

He is connected to Sarvar.

Yes...

I need some sunflowers...

...for a party.

Come...

Sadiq.

...owns a flower shop outside the mosque.

I'm giving the phone to her.

Can we talk? - Yes.

This line is secure.

The promotion that the Brigadier was expecting...

...is still tentative.

It's possible, it may not happen.

So?

Ask South to send a few gifts for the in-laws.

Beautiful!

Your father is spoiling me as well!

Abba is home.

These are for him.

Should we inform Abbu that you like it?

The location of the Mukti Army training camp was spot on, Syed.

Next time, we'll get them before they can escape.

Wonderful!

Your sources are truly remarkable.

Thank you, Sir.

This is Mr. Kabir Murtaza, from the Indian Embassy.

And his wife, Pallavi.

Sehmat, this is Col. Siddiqui...

A dear friend of the family.

And this is Suraiya Begum.

It was my honour Sir...

Good evening...

I hope the fish was to your liking Beig Sahab...

Of course. I loved it!

And, I didn't have to worry about the bones either.

The entire credit goes to her Sir.

Well then... India has finally done something right!

It is all because of our dear father...

His instructions were clear...

...that I leave no dearth in your hospitality.

I feel very privileged!

I thought you'd said she's not experienced...

She never even blinked an eye.

She is not an expert agent...

...but she was a good student.

You should know that the Brigadier

has now been promoted to Major General.

Okay Kabir, all good so far.

It's late Abba... you should rest now.

Lock the doors

and bring me the keys dear. - Yes

Thank you.

No!

Tell her to be extremely cautious, Kabir.

She has to be very careful.

Is everything okay, sir?

Lt. General Beig has returned from his field exercises.

The meetings that were taking place at Syed's home...

...will now be held at Beig's house.

Sir, then how will Sehmat...

She has managed to convince Kabir

that she will extract the information from Beig's home.

She is crossing her limits.

Yes.

I'm very sorry.

I now understand his pride in you.

I'm going back with Iqbal tomorrow.

You could stay a little longer.

There is no time...

Don't take too many risks, Sehmat...

...because the meetings will now be held at the General's house.

I won't let my father down.

I'll leave...

...I can't let Iqbal see me.

Father regrets your loss, Amma...

Unfortunately, he is attanding to

some American officers who are visiting Islamabad.

Or he would have been here.

There is something that once belonged to my mother...

I wanted to gift it to you.

And wanted you to know that...

...you are not alone.

I'm here for you.

Always.

They're beautiful...

May I put them on you?

Your eyes look tired...

Get some sleep.

I don't want to be alone...

This is fine. Get these printed.

They are teachers from the Army school.

Every year, I help them with their Annual Day Celebrations.

It is a really tough job...

...to involve so many children!

And no one volunteers to assist with the program.

Tell me!

How can I be of help?

I could teach them a song...

Yes... that would be nice.

Only children of Army families study here?

Yes, just the Army.

Right from the junior officers posted at the cantonment...

...to Lt. General Beig's grandson.

I've picked 15 children. Will that be enough?

Zain Beig?

He can't sing.

I could give it a try.

Beig Sahab may like it.

Anwar Siddiqui...

He's a good choice.

You've met Colonel Siddiqui,

and Suraiya Begum.

He's their grandson.

According to your list, you've got your work cut out for you.

You should start rehearsals from tomorrow itself.

Of course...

And if any child has trouble coping up...

...I'll even give extra lessons at home.

Like you mentioned...

Zain Beig...

My country.. my motherland...

Forever may you bloom...

Wherever in the world I roam

You will always remain home!

Wherever in the world I roam

You will always remain home!

My country... my motherland...!

My country... my motherland...!

Did you all like the song?

Yes!

And would you like to sing this song on your Annual day?

Yes!

My name is Sehmat Syed.

Now introduce yourselves to me.

Anwar Siddiqui.

Bilal Durani.

Mariam Qazi.

Zain Beig.

Ghazal Javed.

You are my purpose, my very being is you...

You are my purpose, my very being is you...

Wherever I may reach, my reason remains you...

Wherever I may reach, my reason remains you...

My country... my motherland...!

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