Sarfarosh Page #6

the same quality. Trust me.

But you are quoting too high.

But Mirchi is selling cheap.

He can even give it

to you for free.

He can give it away for free.

- What do you mean?

l only trade in the peppers.

He uses the pepper trade

as a cover.

Looking for a kick?

- That's kid stuff.

l'm looking for the

real stuff.

y ou'll find everything here.

Where?

Have you seen Mirchi's office?

l'll stay here.

Make it fast.

Come in. Meet my brother.

- Some other time.

lf my brother gets to know

you didn't come in...

he is going to be cross

with me. Come in.

Ajay, there's someone here

to see you.

ls this any time to

make an appearance?

Sorry madam. Something urgent

cropped up at the office.

An urgent message for you, sir.

y ou've been summoned to Bahid.

Bahid? ln Rajasthan?

- y es.

Gulfam sahib is there right now.

- ln Bahid?

He has an ancestral house there.

Four kilometers from Bahid.

ln case you're going there,

you must do me a favor.

Will you carry a letter?

- Of course.

Don't mind?

- Sure.

Where's Mirchi?

l'm ACP Rathore.

All the way from Mumbai?

For some things,

you have to travel.

y ou know him?

No. Who is he?

And he?

No.

y ou cast a horoscope for a man

you don't even know?

This is your chance

to come clean.

y ou won't get

another chance.

Many people come here to

have their horoscopes cast.

l could cast one for you too.

And l won't even ask...

if you are a constable

or an ACP.

Secondly, l don't take the law

in my hands.

But l can always cast a horoscope

for a man of the law.

Think it over.

By the way, we know

everything about you.

lf you do not cooperate...

l might have to cast

your horoscope.

Saturn retrograde!

How did this happen?

l think we're on

the right track.

Stay put. And keep me informed

about his moves.

Such merry coincidence!

The other day, you gave me

back a lost treasure.

And today, you bring me

such great news!

Like an angel!

l'd rather remain human.

- y ou're an angel!

Mr. Roshan is releasing

a million copies...

of the recording you gave me.

A million copies!

Such an honor!

All because of you!

Not because of me.

lt's your music.

y our music and ours

are so similar.

But they are the same!

My music and my ghazals

belong here.

lt was born in lndia.

As was classical music.

y ou live here all alone?

ln this old house?

l live here with the

memories of my ancestors.

l am not lonely.

This is my ancestral property.

lt was snatched away from us...

during the partition.

But thanks to Roshan sahib...

l manage to get permission

to live here sometimes.

Every moment here is worth

a lifetime!

Anything special for supper?

Ask the guest.

- No, thank you.

l must leave.

- Where to?

Back to Bombay.

- So you didn't come here...

just to see me?

- l had some work here.

y ou needn't say what it is.

But l won't let you dilute

my sense of satisfaction.

l'm not letting you leave.

- But Gulfam sahib...

ln this house, this has been

the tradition.

The guest comes here at will.

But he leaves at the host's will.

And l promise you l will seek

your permission...

before l leave this country.

What is the matter?

So late at night?

Punish me, if l have erred.

But please don't play

games with me.

y ou've ruined my sleep.

Just say what it is.

Someone came to see me.

From Bombay.

He threatened to arrest me.

And l get to know that

he is your guest.

What does this mean?

Are you talking about Ajay?

ACP Ajay Singh Rathore.

He is the one who seized

the consignment.

Come with me.

ls he the one?

y es.

Let's kill him and throw

him in the desert.

No one will know anything.

No. He's a friend.

Killing a friend is treachery.

And killing an ACP

is a very big crime.

Come what may, l don't want to

be a criminal in this country.

lt started out as a friendship.

That's how it will end.

Don't worry.

l'll take care of him.

Where have you been

so long?

l got married. And the wife

tells me change your life.

l'm a changed man.

y ou know anyone of these?

They look so different

once they're dead.

Just tell me.

All the time, these fellows

were going in and coming out...

of Victoria House.

- Victoria House?

lt's beside Sangam Bar.

We want to foster the

sense of brotherhood.

Politics has its own place.

Arts and culture has its own place.

We will try to have

more exchanges.

Sure. Why not?

How is the general?

- Fine. He remembers you.

Somehow he has this idea

that you're too involved...

with your music to remember

your mission.

He told me to remind you.

- Thank you for reminding me.

y ou may tell him

to rest in peace.

l know my responsibilities.

- Sure.

y ou told him that

given a chance...

you can create scores like

Biran in lndia. But...

What?

All we have is one. And even

he is unsteady on his feet.

l was born here.

l understand the ground realities

better than your General sahib.

l am fighting his war.

Tell him all that tall talk

comes easily when...

one is ensconced in the security

of his offices in Karachi.

lf he is in such a hurry,

may he please come over?

l'll make way for him.

Now you're getting angry.

No, please don't get angry.

The general has complete

faith in you.

That is why he went

against everyone...

and he gave this job

to a ''mohajir''.

Let me meet Gulfam sahib.

- Sure. Go on.

Meet Dr Beg.

A bureaucrat by profession.

At heart a poet.

He has come all the way from

Karachi to attend this fest.

That gentleman over there

with Gulfam sahib...

ACP Rathore...

one Gulfam sahib's

best friends.

He's rotting away

in the Crime Branch.

y ou can give him

a plum posting.

Understood.

lt will be done.

y ou have so many fans

in Hindustan.

Back home in Pakistan,

you must be getting mobbed.

Fans there are.

But the fact is that l'm still

regarded as a ''mohajir''.

Mohajir? What is ''mohajir''?

At the time of partition,

we Mussalmans crossed over...

in search of a homeland

of our own.

But to our brethren in Pakistan

we were the refugees. The mohajir.

Fifty years later, we are still

mohajir. We aren't Pakistanis.

Am l right, Mr. Beg?

But Gulfam sahib, you're

one of Pakistan's jewels!

That's Rathore!

Tell everyone to get

out of here!

l'm getting out of here.

Get out. There's a police raid.

The police! Tell Shiva to run!

Shiva, it's the police.

We're going upstairs.

Stop!

Gone!

- At least we know the hideout.

Seal the building.

Seize everything you find.

Did they tell you anything?

No sir.

l just came yesterday.

From the village.

Tell him!

- l'm an electrician.

We work for a living!

We stay away from trouble!

So you don't know anything?

- No, sir! - Nothing!

All right, Salim. Kill them.

Shoot them.

Report it as an encounter.

Any last wishes? Tandoori chicken?

Kebabs? Biryanis? Koftas? Booze?

Give them what they want.

One minute, sir!

- l didn't do anything!

Believe me!

l have kids at home!

Shut up. This is your last chance.

Say what you have to.

Sir, l'm poor!

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