Wazir Page #2

Must've felt good.

That's how I'll feel

when I kill that bastard.

Who?

Yazaad Qureshi.

The Welfare Minister?

The "messenger of peace",

Yazaad Qureshi.

I don't get it.

Nina would go to teach

his daughter chess.

One day, Mr. Qureshi's

secretary called...

"Panditji, your daughter

has been in an accident."

Mr. Qureshi said

Nina lost her balance...

and tripped on the stairs.

Maybe he was telling the truth.

That day, only I...

saw Qureshi's eyes.

It was no accident.

She was murdered...

By Yazaad Qureshi.

Yazaad Qureshi's incredible

journey began 8 years ago.

Terrorists attacked a

village of weavers in Kashmir.

They killed 55 people

of the village.

By the time the army arrived...

they found only Qureshi

and his daughter alive.

The whole country admires him.

The guy lost everything,

yet he said...

Guns won't fix anything. Love will.

First won hearts.

And then... elections

Within 8 years,

he became the Welfare Minister.

What do we know about his daughter?

Her name is Ruhi.

Age 13.

Nina Dhar taught

her chess for 2 years.

What else?

There's nothing else!

It's an open and shut case.

Nina slipped.

Fell down the stairs.

Head hit the floor. That's it.

Died on the spot.

There were 4 eyewitnesses.

Qureshi's guys.

Let it go, man!

The old man's messing

with your mind.

Did Ruhi see anything?

- No.

She was in her room.

Packing her chess board.

But she was at home.

Hello.

Did you tell the Minister...

that I'm here

about an investigation?

Please hold.

I told you your message

has been conveyed.

Please wait, you'll be called.

Good morning.

The Minister is waiting for you.

- Sir!

The appointment is at 4

Thank you.

Hello.

Sir. You've been called in.

Come in.

Chief, here's your man.

Daanish Ali.

I was just telling your chief...

to put you back on duty.

The terrorist you killed - Rameez...

He's the guy who had

killed my whole family.

Wiped out my entire village.

Why are you still standing?

Do sit down.

Please sit.

I'm really thankful to you.

How can I help?

What's wrong?

You had something to ask, right?

Don't hesitate.

I wanted to ask how Nina

Dhar slipped down your stairs.

Officer,

isn't this file getting closed?

Yes, sir. The file is being closed.

Don't worry, sir. I'll take care of it.

- It's okay.

It's alright.

Mr. Ali

Fate has been unfair to Panditji.

First, the fanatics burned

down his house in Kashmir.

Then, in a car accident,

he lost his wife...

and both his legs.

Last year,

his daughter fell down the stairs...

Anyone in his situation

can lose mental balance.

You're his friend, aren't you?

Take care of him.

And yourself too.

And if you need any help,

feel free to come to me.

I'd be happy to help.

You used to weave

Cashmere wool, right?

For decades.

That's delicate work.

Yes.

For a weaver,

your grip is rather strong.

I play tennis.

If you get time off

from Panditji and chess...

do join me.

We'll play.

What do you think of yourself?

Sorry, sir.

You're suspended.

If such antics are repeated...

Arrest him.

Understand?

Understand?

- Yes, sir.

Sir.

I'm but a fraction

You make me whole

I owe my life not to heartbeats

But to you, my soul

Whether you say it or you don't

My heart can hear

You're with me, my dear

You're right here

How about a game of chess?

You were asleep.

Sorry, I didn't check the time.

Chess is a game of the clock,

my friend...

but there's no

fixed time to play it.

Rubbish!

Waking an old man at midnight,

do you expect poetry?

Come.

Here you go.

Listen to this song.

This was my wife

Neelima's favorite song.

She would play it

at every party and say...

"Omkar, sing with me."

Come beloved...

let me take you amidst the stars.

Mr. Daanish... presenting...

The Omkar Nath Special.

These special pieces

are used only at parties.

So why today?

Because we're partying today.

Today, you've become my friend.

Ask how?

How?

For the first time today...

You didn't call.

Just rang the doorbell. At midnight!

Now, the rules of this game.

If your pawn dies,

you take a shot from it!

Pick it up.

Come on!

Let's raise a toast.

To our friendship!

You know, nothing can beat

sitting in a Russian bar...

with a Russian woman

and drinking Russian vodka!

Ever been to Russia?

No.

Me neither.

Make your move, Panditji.

Save your Knight.

This is getting bad.

This reminds me of a poem...

There's no escaping the final sleep

Then why, in worry, stay awake?

So far from myself I stand,

I don't feel my own heartache

Aah! You knew this one!

From Ghalib to Shakespeare, I

memorized everything... for Ruhana.

I'll work some magic...

to win back your queen of hearts

Checkmate!

You're a quick learner. You won.

No. You won.

This game was about drinking.

Lose pawns, drink vodka!

I only lost a couple.

But your entire army went down.

Now you know

the Omkar Nath Special.

In this game...

you win by losing.

Yes?

Panditji?

We're doing a play

my daughter Nina wrote.

Your daughter,

Noorie, was to play the pawn

I'm sure you remember.

I hear dancing is your passion

If you come and teach

dance to the kids...

it'll make Noorie

and Nina happy.

I'm sorry. I can't.

Ruhana, there's one more

mother here who has lost her child.

Her daughter is alive,

but has stopped living.

What you and I have suffered...

Do not inflict that on your mother.

Don't kill her daughter.

Go, my child.

Hi!

Maybe you can help me.

I'm looking for Nina's friend.

Nina told me to look for

the quietest girl in the school.

She said that's her friend, Ruhi.

Do you know the quietest

girl in this school?

You seem rather quiet yourself.

What's your name?

Ruhi.

Hi, Ruhi.

Nina often spoke of you...

She said you love to draw.

Ever made a drawing of Nina?

May I?

Wow!

When Nina fell down the stairs,

where were you?

Ruhi, come with me.

Ruhi!

10-minute break.

You blame Daanish

for Noorie's accident.

He blames himself too.

When I visited your child's grave,

I saw him there.

He was pointing his gun...

at himself.

Like this!

Had he succeeded, whom would

you blame for that accident?

My wife, Neelima.

She, too,

was a victim of an accident.

I was driving on the freeway...

with the world's most

beautiful woman beside me.

I was speeding.

And she was laughing.

60 miles per hour...

70... 80... 90...

100... 1 10... 120...

The last sound I heard

was of her laughter.

When Neelima passed away...

I hugged Nina and cried.

But when Nina died...

I had no one.

When I look at you two...

I feel you are so fortunate.

So fortunate...

that you can at least

hug each other and cry.

Darling...

did this man come to meet you?

Did he ask you anything?

Did you tell him anything?

Sure?

If he ever visits you again...

and you open your mouth...

you know what

dad will do, right?

My sweet child.

Daanish! You better do

something about that old man!

You're busy punching here, while

he's raising hell at the station.

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