The Hero: Love Story of a Spy Page #2

and if I knew not razuznavatel,

and Indian agent in prikiritie, I can deal with it otherwise.

Even if we succeed.

Anyway, I am not of those who surrendered.

I sent a letter to the General with a request

give me one more chance. I swear to God,

I am sure we will succeed.

Congratulations, Mr. Khan. The government has approved your request.

Will give you another chance.

Here, a letter from the general.

There are pictures of Ajay Chakravarti in a different disguise.

We took them by the Chinese secret agency.

You see Mulan? My doubts were unfounded.

Ajay Chakravarti really Indian spy.

Send copies of these images of our agencies in India. Ask them

give us information about the place where he now this Indian hero

and what to do.

-Sir!

What is the name of the city where you live?

Paradise, paradise.

What do people here?

Love, love.

Then I want to congratulate you?

You have my permission.

In heaven there are many beautiful fairies.

Yes, it is

joy reigns everywhere.

Yes, it is

Everything here speaks ...

Yes, it is

Every dream come true.

If it was written.

What do people here?

Love, love.

Then I want to congratulate you?

Yes, you have my permission.

Sir, please join us.

Must live and die with you. So come on!

Can I live here?

Sure.

Can I say what I want?

Sure.

Can I leave to be taken away by the waves of late?

Do it, please.

With your hands in mine.

This gives courage.

What do people here?

Love, love.

Then I want to congratulate you?

Yes, you have permission.

What's the city where you live?

Paradise, paradise.

Paradise, paradise.

Love, love.

Be careful around may be terrorists.

May be hiding among the sheep.

Lord, they are soldiers!

Let's run.

-How will you escape?

What about sheep?

Do not want to donate the soldiers?

I can not stop. We are here to ask for donations.

But they are bad! No matter, I want them.

They are girls from the village, sir.

I wonder why they are here. Ask them.

Hiding behind the sheep.

Sir, we are of Rishika. Please donate.

I will eat pasta and chupim sticks ...

I mean will chupim noodles and eat sticks ...

We only collect ...

Forgive us!

Wait a minute.

Give me your wallet.

Welcome!

Have too little?

Get the sheep from the road.

What is your name?

-Reshma.

Nice name.

You were 10 times bodyguard.

You spent three years in Assam and two in Rajasthan.

You were at the command center.

And you won a medal for bravery. Dobree lot!

Major Atrani for the second time you post in Kashmir.

Sopore area will be under your command.

Why soldiers had to beg to make a donation?

Mom, pick!

Without doubt the soldier, but a man with a good heart.

I see how much money you donate?

How will you handle it?

-How do you know?

It is the innocent child.

-Dad, I'm not a kid!

Then what are you? Somebody hold dear to you and you back him.

You know that this new soldier came to replace Major Tiyagi

How badly behaved with us!

And this will be even worse, you'll see.

Indian soldiers are the same.

All are the same!

The food arrived.

Take things. Quick!

Sweets and fruit arrived there from India?

Do not think you are in Paris or London?

Kashmir is not there in India?

Your job is to protect us, do not ask us!

Take things.

Must distribute fresh fruit and soldiers.

Give them the peasants.

What are you saying, sir?

At the time of Mr. Tiyagi was very unpleasant incidents.

Villagers eat sweet and spray poison.

Live on our back and are loyal to others.

"And they will help us shoot.

I told them to keep their feet.

Not in the legs, and beneath them! Tread down them!

Love them and be loved.

He hates them and will give you only hate.

3 years ago, the Indian army arrested Kader Gani our friend ...

.. from the market in broad daylight!

Still no trace of him!

Ashir Ahmed hatt, Muhammad Sultan Khan, Fayyaz Ahmed ....

and Gulam Ali Wali, and many others were victims of

atrocities by the Indian Government. We want freedom!

Major Atrani here to see you.

Should expel such infidels!

Do not listen! He is a traitor.

Death to the Indian Army!

Kashmir will liberalizing!

We want freedom! Freedom!

Death to the Indian Army! We want freedom!

We will fight until you win!

We want freedom for Kashmir! We want freedom!

We want ...

freedom to curse the Indian Army ...

If the army was cursed beyond these limits

would you tongue ripped about it.

I also can do it, but do not want.

I am here to share love, not hatred.

Welcome! Be sweet.

Mufti true f. Major new distributed sweets to the villagers ...

books to children in schools

and even send medicines in hospitals.

I saw it with my own eyes in Rawatpura.

I am sure that is the number of Indian government.

You are right. Donor f. To Make Your friendship ....

Your sympathy and humanity. I pray to God to bestow

Kashmir in peace and quiet.

Peace because I want to ask you something.

Tell me if you notice that among us there razuznavateli.

And because they do not want any innocent peasant

to suffer, even by mistake.

What happened?

-Nothing, sir.

Why your pulse speed up?

-No, sir.

Do you have fever?

-No.

Or wear a gun?

What religion professes that guy? Your .... or mine?

Not Mufti. This man denigrate religion.

To bring the weapon as a holy place

to hurt God.

Notify me if someone like him to appear.

Come on!

Not offered me sweets. Sweet? Well ... I ...

Subedar ...

-Sir!

Call herdswoman here.

Irdis this same place is it? Look.

Tiger Point is right in front, sir.

-I wonder why we called.

I hope it is nothing bad.

You did something right?

No, Dad.

Hello, sir ...

I walk across the border to feed the cattle?

Sometimes we go on the other side.

Animals do not understand that people and countries are divided.

Army there anything you did not you say?

No, sir. We do it for years so I know.

This is your daughter?

-Yes, Reshma.

Say "Hello" to officers.

-Good day

Good afternoon.

-You must apologize, sir.

It bother you that day on the road for no reason.

Everything is fine.

Apart from caring for livestock, it teaches you?

Who would not say something nice for my child, sir?

My Reshma, thanks to the Lord is very takantliva.

Nobody can sew and embroider like her.

And she learns to grade 11, so he knows a little English.

But then I had to leave teaching.

Why? From across the border

Our village has always been subject to attacks.

So many houses were burned, the crop is inishtozhena.

Our harvest was also burned. Our house was also demolished.

We were homeless.

For poor people like us is very difficult to build a new house.

But we went ahead with courage and your new house built.

But I am fed up bogged down in debt.

For it to learn, to be paid 1000 rupees. And how to get them?

Give me your wallet.

No, sir ...

These villagers will extort major and it will make you care for their cattle!

Welcome to six months. Later I will give you more.

But, sir ....

-You have a beautiful daughter ...

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