Ikkis (2026) Movie Script
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14, 15, 16, 17,
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21!
Happy Birthday, Arun!
Officers!
The Young Officers course
stands cancelled.
The tension at the border
has escalated.
You must all report
to your regiments at once.
Yes, sir!
-Happy Birthday, Arun.
-Thank you, sir.
-How old?
-Twenty-one.
Sir, are we going to war?
-Rasool!
-Yes, sir.
The pliers.
This is madness, Brigadier.
Why are you doing all this?
Have you spoken to the General?
Here, sir.
-Rasool, put this all away.
-Yes.
Hang my cricket posters here instead.
-One of Sachin, too.
-Yes, sir.
Nisar, what did the General say?
This is absolute madness!
What's happened has happened.
What do we gain by this?
Permission denied, Brigadier.
Very well, sir.
Brigadier Nisar,
your regiment suffered heavy casualties
during Bara Pind, right?
Yes, sir. 8 officers, 28 soldiers dead.
More than 60 injured.
Have you met all their families?
Yes, sir. Everyone.
Goddammit, Nisar.
Here you are. Here's your permission.
Do what you want.
Thank you, sir.
I can still smell the smoke
and gunpowder.
We were going to change history,
but that boy changed our fate.
Nisar, you're talking about something
that happened 30 years ago.
Just think.
How will he bear to hear
the truth?
Nisar!
Your father has lost his mind.
Take my advice.
Book him into a good hotel.
Welcome him warmly
and send him back.
Don't ruin his time here.
Shall I book a room at the Hilton?
Excuse me!
You mean...
you're already on your Mom's team?
Abbu, I'm always on your team.
But, Mom is right.
Will it be easy for you
to tell him the truth?
Thank you.
Brigadier Khetarpal.
Aadaab.
I am Brigadier Nisar. Your host, sir.
Namaste.
So you're from the army too?
Yes, sir. Army Intelligence.
I retired a long time ago.
Forget about intel or secrets!
I get all my intel from TV now!
Not at all, sir.
Hail Bhagat Singh!
Your unfinished mission!
We will complete it!
Hail Bhagat Singh!
Your unfinished mission!
This area is part of the old jail, sir.
They want to rename it
"Martyr Bhagat Singh Chowk".
Wasn't Bhagat Singh executed here?
-Yes, sir.
-We will complete it!
Hail Bhagat Singh!
The Kargil war was so recent.
So didn't your family object
to your coming here?
Hasn't Pakistan given us enough grief?
Why do you want to go there?
It's all your fault.
You got him a visa without telling me.
Dad told me not to tell you.
Relax, Mom.
He is not going to be alone.
It's a college reunion.
Many are going.
And I'll get to visit
my village Sargodha.
You're 80 years old.
And I'll be 81 next year!
Why can't I go with you?
You'll get bored.
And I want to see
if Husna is still around.
Husna? Who's Husna?
Husna is Husna!
Did Husna really exist, sir?
Of course she did!
-Brigadier.
-Sir?
Would it bother your family
if I stayed in your house?
No, sir. Not at all.
Actually, my wife and daughter
have been waiting to welcome you.
-That's lovely!
-Yes, sir.
Come, sir.
-This is my wife, Maryam.
-Salaam.
And this is Saba, my daughter.
God bless you, dear.
I've brought you both
-a small gift.
-Thank you.
Can't believe Amirchand's perfume shop
still exists in Lahore!
Passion and perfume... these businesses
never shut down!
You're so right.
Please come.
Lovely.
This is your room.
Let us know if you need anything.
Ah, Sachin!
Who's the cricket fan in the family?
My father. He's a national selector.
When India and Pakistan
play a cricket match together,
the people of both countries
go absolutely crazy.
They behave as if it was not a sport,
but a war!
But in this war, no one dies.
No one dies.
"11 a.m., the guests are welcomed.
"Tea follows. Former teachers
recount stories from their time."
"Followed by a 5-over cricket match
between staff and alumni."
"Then lunch. Evening entertainment,
and a family dinner."
Thank you.
Why didn't you bring your family
with you?
You're my family too!
Yes.
Will you come with me
to the college reunion?
Of course we will!
But if they were here too...
The family of a soldier is always
with him.
This is my family.
My wife and my younger son Mukesh.
He's 50 now.
And this is my eldest son.
Arun.
He will always be 21.
Twenty-one.
Telegram!
You'll get a beating!
Hey, Arun! You were still training?
Course is cancelled, Dad.
We're mobilised.
The regiment is already in Samba.
I'll be joining them in two hours.
Great.
Mom, I'm going to war.
Have lunch and go.
Super cake!
Kiran sent it. Didn't she tell you?
Is she in Delhi?
Shouldn't you be the one telling me?
Tell me.
Take care of my bike.
Happy Birthday, son.
Thank you so much, Papa.
-I'll take them with me.
-As you like.
My brave son, fight like a tiger.
You bet, Mom!
Go.
If your Mama had her way,
she'd accompany you to the border.
I didn't know that was the last time
I would see him.
Thank you.
Your son was a shining example
for the Indian army,
and the Pakistani army too.
When he was a child,
he'd listen to my army stories.
I'd embellish them and make a big drama
of those stories.
Maybe your stories inspired him.
Now...
stories are told of his valour.
Sir, when do we go to the front?
Your course isn't even over yet,
they won't let you cross the border.
Sir, my father knows Colonel Sachdev
very well.
-Is that so?
-You think it could help?
Hunty is the new CO.
You can try your luck.
But don't blow it by dropping names.
Gentlemen, when war breaks out
our area of operation will be
the Shakargarh sector.
The area offers us an opportunity,
and a danger.
Here, the enemy
has a natural staging area
to move quickly towards Jammu.
Excuse me.
-Morning, sir.
-Morning, sir.
-2nd Lt. Arun Khetarpal.
-2nd Lt. Brijendra Singh.
From the cancelled YO course?
At ease.
Report to the Adjutant. Balli Takhar.
You'll be stationed at the forward base.
Sir, we'd like to go with the regiment
to war.
The tanks of Poona Horse aren't toys
to play with.
You must first be capable
of commanding a tank.
Dismissed, Lieutenants.
I see a golf set.
-Whose is it?
-Mine, sir.
So you'll play golf on the battlefield?
No, sir. In Lahore. After we've won.
Hear that? He'll play golf in Lahore!
One thing is clear,
you have no idea what war is.
Wars decide whether you are
a foolish brave or a brave fool.
Take them to Sagat Singh.
I have only two rules.
No smoking,
inside the tank.
Don't go looking for death.
When the time comes,
it'll come looking for you.
-Durga!
-Yes, sir.
-Durga, take Brij with you.
-Yes, sir.
50 tons of solid metal.
The Centurion tank!
Famagusta!
Is this my tank?
Maybe.
You got steel in you, sir?
Having fun?
Look, here he comes. Terrific!
Well done!
12 minutes!
You think a grenade will wait
that long to explode?
No, sir.
Any tea?
Here.
Throw!
Careful!
No.
He's hard to please.
49...
One more.
Tank loaded, sir.
You must be tired.
Get some food and sleep.
Are we horses?
O queen of my dreams,
when will you come to me?
The season of love is here,
when will you come to me?
Life is passing me by,
when will you co me to me?
Come to me. Come!
Come to me. Come!
The Wild Bunch is at the
Empire.Aradhana at the Apollo.
Irma La Douce at the Westend.
-Say it again!
-Irma La Douce.
-Irma la Douce, boys!
-Irma la Douce!
-Golu, five tickets.
-Five tickets.
Poona boys have all the fun.
It will take time.
-Here they are. On time.
-Hello!
Hey, Arun. They're five, we're five.
Why don't you just go
and ask them for a date?
Go on!
Why me? Can't you go?
-Who's the Captain?
-Who's the leader?
Come on, Arun.
Go flash your killer smile.
Shall we first go and buy the tickets?
Hi!
Me and my boys are NDA 6 term cadets.
We were wondering, if you're free,
we could see the movie together?
We'll buy the tickets.
Then we could grab a coffee,
if you're interested.
Dev?
I'm not Dev.
It's him... that Delhi boy
I told you about.
The boy who dumped you?
Guys, I think it's been a mistake.
My life's biggest mistake.
I'm still paying the price, thanks to you.
Should never have trusted you.
Know how upset she was?
I've never seen her before.
You haven't?
You haven't seen me before!
-Shall I call the police?
-What's going on?
-Your friend is heading for jail.
-This guy is done for!
-Ma'am, I'm sorry.
-Call the cops!
Let's call the cops because
they aren't leaving.
I am not Dev.
It's a prank.
You're a six-termer?
You boys top in ragging.
I know all about it.
Your Adjutant is my uncle.
Kiran Kochar.
Dev.
So you guys get the tickets,
we'll get the popcorn.
Still mad at me?
Made an ass of me in front of everyone.
It's not funny.
So annoying.
Thank you.
My Sunday routine.
Manneys bookstore, then a film.
So now I know where to find you
next Sunday.
You got admission at IIT,
but you didn't go?
No. I always wanted to be a soldier.
Like my Dad and my Granddad.
How come I've never seen you
on campus?
Officers' quarters is no man's land
for us.
If we knew you were the Adjutant's niece,
we'd never have approached you.
You know he was coming here today.
But his tooth started aching,
so he rushed to the dentist.
Good.
Damn good!
Or how would we have met?
What did you buy at Manneys?
Are you a reader?
Not the reading type.
Is it a good book?
Lots of action.
Like war action?
Sharp right! Turn, sir.
We've had it!
Careful!
Damn it!
Arun, you'll get us killed.
Well done, sir!
You should've brought your
swimming trunks with the golf clubs.
The tank is your home.
The cleaner it is,
the clearer your mind.
Make it shine like your face!
Well done, sir! And this track?
Do I call the CO to clean it?
Scrub harder, sir.
Move it! Break's over, sir.
Your tank crew.
You'll need to earn their respect.
Nathu Singh. Gunner.
Prayag Singh. Driver, sir.
-Hail Mother Goddess!
-Hail Mother Goddess!
Hail Mother Goddess!
Nand Singh, operator.
Hail Mother Goddess!
-He just got married, sir.
-So?
So, sir should...?
Congratulations!
Sir, my grandfather served
in the British army.
No matter which front
he was sent to,
he'd pick up some earth
from there.
He had 30 or 40 different types
of earth, sir.
-30 or 40?
-Yes, sir.
Maybe more, but not less.
I was driving my tractor past
the army camp.
They called me and said:
"You drive a tractor well,
but can you drive a tank?"
After enlisting, I discovered tanks
don't have steering wheels!
-Hey, Nand.
-Yes, sir?
Come here.
His wife often sends in song requests.
So he stays glued to the radio
in case her song plays.
Sir, are you married?
-Me?
-Yes.
No, no.
He isn't married
but he has a girlfriend.
A girlfriend?
Kiran. The light of his eyes.
Dear Kiran,
I think of you often.
I even started writing a letter
to you.
I don't know if I have the guts
to post it, but...
there's so much I want to tell you.
Letters!
The senior officers read our letters
and censor them.
Can you imagine all my tank mates
are married?
They all get letters from their wives.
And I get gifts from my Papa.
Sometimes protein biscuits,
sometimes...
Did something bite me?
-One minute... one minute.
-Sir!
Hey, Tiger! See what she's written.
"I will not let you f..."
"I will not let you fight
your brother."
I see. And...
Shall I say what she wrote next?
My heart writes stories
of restless yearning
My eyes are inked with longing
for you
I write these stories...
-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.
-The Adjutant's books.
-Okay.
One second.
-Hi.
-Hi!
How are you?
-You started reading?
-No, I was just...
No, it's a good habit.
-No, no, no, please.
-Show!
At least I had some effect on you.
It has lots of action, as you said.
Really?
What brings you here?
I came to return uncle's books.
I drop in sometimes after college.
Around 3.
-Will it be done by 7.30?
-No way.
It's impossible.
Arun, 7 o'clock.
Who?
Speed up when you turn left.
Left right left.
Left right left.
Left right left.
Squad, slow down!
1, 2.
Speed up once you turn left.
1, 2, 3, 1...
Two o'clock. Lock.
One...
Ten rounds run... in marching rhythm
1, 2.2, 2.3,2.
4, 2.5, 2.6,2.
7, 2.8, 2.9,2.10,2.
Mark time. 1, 2.
You love war movies, right?
You don't?
Not as much as you. Sitting up every time
you see a tank.
One day I'll be a tank commander.
You're trying, for sure.
Extra training. Extra punishment.
If Foxtrot Squad come in the top 5,
I'll give you a prize.
What's the prize?
Could be a kiss.
What if we come first?
Arun, what's wrong with you?
See the time!
Arun, what the hell!
-Look at the time, Arun!
-What happened?
What's all this?
10, 9, 11, 12, 10.
-What's that?
-I think he's possessed.
You don't get it?
I'm talking about Foxtrot's rank
in the last 5 years...
Man has landed on the moon,
but we still haven't won the
Commandant's Banner.
I met Kiran yesterday.
By chance.
Sure!
When she heard the name of my squad,
she laughed.
She called us losers. All of us.
So what do you want?
Something that hasn't happened
in 20 years, will happen now.
From today all Foxtrot cadets
will practice for two hours
-outside their timetable.
-Arun, c'mon!
We'll train the juniors.
We push their limits and our own.
And when we win that Cup,
we'll head to Fergusson College,
do a victory dance for the girls.
Then dance with them at the NDA ball.
-Let's do it, boys!
-Let's go!
1, 2.2, 2.3, 2.
4, 2.5, 2.6, 2.7, 2.
Dhingra, we're going to win that Cup.
The whole squad is busting a gut.
What's wrong with you?
I don't disagree.
But there's a limit to extra practice.
You make us slog on our only day off.
-We have to slog...
-Enough!
Shut up and listen! Just follow orders.
Understand?
-Understand?
-Yes, sir!
What's this stick for?
Call me "sir", Dhingra!
This will knock some sense into you.
If it touches me, it's you or me.
Only one survives.
Dhingra, that's enough.
Arun, you can't get physical.
Damn you! Strap up the sandbags.
To the fort and back!
Sir, no need for you to come.
I wouldn't have cheated.
I know that, Dhingra.
You think we have a chance
of winning?
Don't talk. Save your breath.
Parmar, ready? Start.
Hurry, hurry.
Very good.
Easy there! Once again!
Great idea punishing yourself
with Dhingra.
The juniors are all fired up.
Being fired up won't do,
we must win. Come on.
Number 3, move!
Well done!
Who put my name down for boxing?
-Against Venu! Where's Russel?
-In the isolation ward. He has jaundice.
Someone has to challenge Venu.
We figured you're our leader,
you should fight.
Boxing! Venu will make a tipsy pudding
out of me.
Is that what you want?
Maybe that's what everyone wants!
Don't stress. Arun's on his way.
-I'm not fighting.
-You won't have to fight. Relax!
Here he is!
Arun isn't coming.
He's in the sick room.
-He was fine.
-He's just pretending.
You'll have to fight.
Golu, you're a fighter!
You'll swing it! Golu's a fighter!
What's Golu? He's a fighter.
First round.
Bout.
We are might. We are hunter dynamite!
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
Arun, we did it! We won!
Golu!
Golu. I knew you would win.
Venu was pulverising Golu.
Then he uppercut him.
The fox got the hunter, man!
-You were sick, right?
-Yeah.
You were sick, right?
Yeah, I was.
Catch him! Arun, stop.
Arun, stop.
Arun!
-Jai Hind, sir.
-Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Even if we lose the other contests,
we're still in the top five.
Yeah!
How dare you talk about losing!
Strap up and run to the fort.
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
In this world
19 out of 20 isn't good enough
In this world
19 out of 20 isn't good enough
If you want to hit the mark,
21 is your number
Show them, my friend
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
-Come on!
-Take blood and sweat
Grind them together in courage
Take blood and sweat
Grind them together in courage
If you want to hit the mark,
21 is your number
Show them, my friend
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Everyone, ready?
Steady.
Let's get to know one another
Life would be a breeze
Let's get to know one another
Life would be a breeze
To the Commandant Cup, boys!
Cheers to that!
Arun.
Arun, we're having a party.
Come.
Boys! Arun is here.
Congratulations, Captain.
I bought three bucketfuls of beer
from Chaudhary's.
Boys!
Booze is not allowed.
What's wrong, bro?
First time we've won.
Let's celebrate.
Tomorrow we go to Fergusson College.
Show the girls what we're made of.
We know without you,
Foxtrot would not have come first.
Congratulations! But I hope you know
what you're doing.
They broke the rules.
I don't want the whole squad punished
for the fault of one, sir.
You chose the harder right
over the easier wrong.
Hi!
Arun, what were you thinking?
You know what happened to Bedi.
He's being relegated by six months.
Kiran, he broke the rules.
Arun, you are the SCC, you don't rat
on your teammates.
I never expected this from you.
That's all I have to say.
Kiran!
Anyway, you won. Your reward.
Thomas, pass me the Chhole.
You talked to Rahul Chhadha?
Yes. He's not cooperating.
A coke, please.
No one wants to talk to me.
I thought that maybe today...
You know why they aren't talking
to you.
But I don't understand why you aren't
talking to them.
Foxies,
I have an announcement.
Our three years at the Academy
are nearly over.
But I haven't suffered as much
in these three years,
as I have in the last three days.
I know you don't want to talk
to me.
But I'm so proud of being a Foxy.
We ignored all the nonsense
and became champions.
I understand, if I was
in your place, I...
But I was not in your place, friends.
I was in mine.
When the Championship was on,
I tried my best to be a leader
who'd make you proud.
After that... I tried to follow
my sense of duty.
And in following my sense of duty,
I abandoned my squadron.
I haven't slept in three days.
I ask myself what is truly important
for a soldier.
Duty? Or loyalty?
I'm still not clear.
But, Bedi, you are clear.
You knew what to do on the day
of the race and the celebration,
and you know now.
And that's why you'll make
a great officer.
I wish I could give you six months
from my career.
But I can't, and for that
I am very sorry.
Maybe someday I'll have your clarity
and prioritise what is important,
in life, or if I'm lucky,
on the battlefield.
The day you become an officer,
wherever I am, I'll come
and we'll drink so many beers
that we'll pass out together.
I'll remember our days together
all my life.
Thank you for these three years.
And I hope you have a good Ball.
Arun!
One, two, three, four.
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
My wandering...
This is what it says
Without you...
Without you love has no meaning
Surrender your life to someone special
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
I pray, my love
I pray, my love
If you did not exist,
where would I be?
I pray, my love
Nathu, take a right.
The target's up ahead.
Hold. 3 o'clock. Steady.
Reload!
Gun right. Run right.
5 o'clock. Hold, hold.
It's good here. Wait.
Fire!
Steady. Hold. Fire!
Hit, hit, right. To our right.
Yes! Hold, hold. Steady. Fire!
Yes, sir. Final test.
This will decide if you fight
at the front with the regiment,
or peel onions in the
community kitchen.
We're going to war.
Find someone else, sir!
-Crew ready?
-Yes, sir.
Shell 800, on target.
-Shell loaded.
-Fire!
Firing now.
Hit. Hit.
That's more like it!
Next target 12 o'clock.
On target.
-Loaded.
-Fire!
Firing now.
What do you think?
I think they need more training.
Sir, look at their rate of fire.
Three APDS in 25 seconds.
Amazing! They're not even waiting
to eject the empties.
-Shell 800 on target.
-Fire!
I'd happily take them to war
with me.
Last target. C'mon, boys.
Fire!
Yes!
20-pounder gun clear.
Kitchen duties cancelled, sir!
Sir.
Congratulations, youngsters!
Well done.
Commander sir!
-Sir!
-Sir!
Congratulations, tank commanders.
You have to complete one last task.
Ready, sir.
Sir!
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Arun, come on.
Sir, come. We'll sacrifice another goat.
Sorrow does not touch us,
O friend
My music plays loud and clear
So let us dance
Don't think any less
of your friend
We will drive away our sorrows
We have that fire
Our destination might be far away
We have no care
We'll make fear be scared
of us
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
Who knows if we live tomorrow.
So enjoy the moment
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Dear Kiran,
I became a tank commander today.
Before writing to my father,
I wanted to tell you...
If you can hear the bomb's whistle,
you'll live to tell the tale.
The bomb felt so close.
I thought we were dead before
the fighting had even started.
You will not hear the whistle of the bomb
that kills you.
Gentlemen, we've received orders
to move.
We cross the international border
at 1800 hours.
This is war.
-Any questions?
-No, sir.
Good. Dismissed.
-Sagat?
-Sir?
I'm putting A Squadron in reserve.
You trained Khetarpal.
Sir.
He's overkeen.
Look out for him.
Sir.
-Victory...
-Forever!
Prayag, we're in Pakistan!
Doesn't look any different.
Looks just the same.
Yeah, looks just the same.
Your crazed lover writes your name
on every city wall
Your crazed lover writes your name
on every city wall
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
In twirling letters,
he writes plainly of love's truth
In twirling letters,
he writes plainly of love's truth
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
Those long years of waiting
How do people survive them?
My senior.
We're all his fans.
Dev sahab!
My feet haven't touched the ground
since I met you
People make up tales,
saying love has intoxicated me
They give love a bad name
They give love a bad name
-They give love a bad name
-So sweet.
She punctured my love bubble!
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
Myriad are the flowers of love
Some belong to me, some to you
You feel I was made for you
I feel you were made for me
Love is flowing over us
Feel its waves so close
Uncle is so much at home.
He is home.
Love is flowing over us
Like tangy salt
Nisar, I want to go to Sargodha
tomorrow.
Can you arrange a taxi for me?
Okay, sir. But why a taxi?
I'll drive you there myself.
Why take the trouble?
No trouble at all. It's my pleasure.
Saba, your father is a jolly good fellow!
Thank you.
Come here.
What is it?
Look outside.
Who are those people?
Inter-Services Intelligence.
Aren't they something!
They found out within the hour that
I'm taking him to Sargodha.
They suspect you too?
The Kargil war was so recent.
They're just doing their job.
You shouldn't worry.
Nisar.
Are you really going to tell him
the truth?
Please don't.
He's here for only three days.
Don't upset him.
Sir! Are you OK?
Sir.
Nisar.
Yes, sir?
We had a great time at the reunion,
ate a lot, danced,
talked of brotherhood.
I don't understand
if all that was real,
or are the bullets fired
at the border real? That war...
it took my son away from me
forever.
Sir, we're soldiers.
We just follow orders.
He was also given orders,
to retreat.
My son just didn't listen.
He even switched off his radio
and kept on fighting and fighting.
He wanted to defeat the enemy, sir.
Enemy?
Enemy, who?
Even Pakistani chickens
are attacking us!
We'll marinate them and make them
into biryani!
Air attack. Break formation.
Take cover!
Break formation.
Take cover!
Move!
Halt!
Hatch down!
Be alert.
They'll be back.
Let the scoundrels come back.
Don't fire, sir.
You'll give away our position.
Hanut. For all stations.
All clear.
Rex! What did I tell you, Rex?
Never ever get out of the tank
without my permission.
Is that clear?
What happened?
The track's broken.
-You okay?
-Yes.
Nachattar.
This is Mukhwal.
We'll stop here tonight.
Carefully. Carefully.
In the morning, we refuel
-and leave for Badwal.
-Okay, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Alfa 4, no casualties.
Welcome to the war, boy.
-Sir, can I ask you something?
-Sure.
-Didn't Arun have a girlfriend?
-He did.
A lovely girl.
But that fool broke off
their relationship.
Why?
No idea.
She still bakes a cake on his birthday
and sends it to us. We enjoy it.
Didn't you ask why they broke up?
Some things are better left unsaid.
That's what Mom says.
Some things are better left unsaid.
Sir, tea.
Sir...
Nisar,
a car has been following us.
They're just doing their job.
Ignore them.
All right.
Young man!
My heart longs to return to my village.
To bathe with the cattle in its waters.
To wander in the fields to find fodder.
To blend into the wet earth
as I play Kabaddi.
That village life cannot be expressed
in words.
Waters are sweet where five rivers meet.
And the wind whispers joyous truths.
In that warm embrace, my soul will rest.
All my being belongs to you, O Mother.
My heart longs to return to my village.
My heart longs to return to my village.
Mashallah!
-I'll teach you how to fly a kite.
-Look, someone's coming.
My God!
Salaam Alaikum.
This gentleman has come from India.
I'm sorry, but do I know you?
We used to live here once.
This house belonged to my forefathers.
-This is Khetarpal Sahab, from India.
-Salaam Alaikum.
This house belonged to him
before the Partition.
Mashallah! How wonderful!
-Aadaab.
-Bless you.
You have looked after the house
so beautifully.
Thank you.
-Father, look who's here.
-Aadaab.
-It's your house. Please stay.
-So kind of you.
The moonlight is here in the shape
of love
The moonlight is here in the shape
of love
I can hear father's voice coming
from these rustling leaves.
Nisar!
What is it, sir?
This is a piece from father's
binoculars.
I hid it in this crack,
so I could see inside the tree.
I was in 4th standard.
It's still here.
How would it know that the Partition
had scattered people everywhere.
Sagat sir.
Yes, sir?
Why are we always in reserve?
Do you play chess, sir?
The pieces that are not in play
are the shields.
Where do you want to go, son?
Shall we sit?
-I want to visit India once.
-Most welcome!
Mumbai! I love the movies!
Abbu,
do you intend to tell him today?
I used to tell my school friends
that my father is a brave man.
He's a tank commander.
Did that bravery come from whisky?
I was in the middle of the battlefield
when I got a letter from Maryam
to say she was pregnant.
That day I had only one prayer
on my lips -
God, let me live long enough
so I may see the face of my child.
No one knows when or why
God decides to answer a prayer.
Madan and I used to study together.
He enlisted in the army
after his Matric exam.
He used to write to Husna, a girl
who lived in the next lane.
I'd deliver his letters to her.
You still remember Husna?
Where is she now?
Who is this gentleman?
Who are you?
Are you Madan's grandfather?
Asghar! I'll whack you!
I am Madan. What's wrong with you?
Grandpa has Alzheimer's.
He only remembers the past.
He recognises no one now.
Madan is in India.
He'd love to visit.
But our countries are now split.
What happened to the country?
We don't have enough time.
On tree branches
On tree branches lies
slumbering moonlight...
On tree branches
-Nisar, can I have a whisky?
-Sure, sir.
The moonlight will soon disappear
A spring night like this
will never return
Come out!
Who is that insolent fellow?
-I want another stone.
-Brother, calm down.
What are you doing? Women live here.
Throw that Indian out!
-Your behaviour does not befit you.
-Just look at this.
-What nonsense!
-Brother.
Throw him out.
-Jahangir.
-How did he get inside?
Go.
You want me to go,
and you offer biryani to the enemy?
And insult your own people?
-Jahangir, you're disabled... so I'm being kind.
-You offer biryani to the enemy?
Get him out.
-Get him out.
-Wait.
You Indian, out!
Get the Indian dog out. Get out!
Get lost!
Friend...
I'm a soldier too.
I know what we must live through
in wartime.
Like hell you know, old man!
You stand here in one piece and talk
about enduring war.
Look. I lost my leg.
I lost my leg.
Like hell you know war!
You lost your leg, my friend.
But I...
I lost my son.
I lost my son to war.
Bombs were exploding
all around me.
All my friends were martyred.
I don't know why I was spared.
Why am I still alive?
If Allah kept you alive,
it must be for a reason.
It must be for a reason.
Long live Pakistan!
-May God give you victory!
-Long live Pakistan!
Long live Pakistan!
May success be yours!
Hanut to all stations!
The villagers have mistaken us
for the Pakistani army.
Ignore the civilians.
Close down.
All commanders! Hatch down!
We will win for sure!
Play with the oranges later,
hatch down and drive straight.
-Oranges of Sargodha!
-Wow!
My father is from Sargodha.
Sir, they're sour.
You're getting fruit in wartime,
and you complain?
Give it to me.
One more.
Smile!
-We'll wait for you to come back.
-My love to everyone.
I don't feel like going. But...
-Stay longer next time.
-Of course!
Nisar.
I'm very happy,
but there's something troubling me.
Must be Husna, sir!
But you know she's married
and lives in Multan now.
No, Nisar.
This is another open wound.
Before I came here,
my son Mukesh asked:
"Papa, are you going to Basantar?"
I said: "No, I can't face going there."
"Our Arun is not there now."
"Anyway, who can I ask
why didn't he retreat that day?"
You're right, sir.
He should've retreated.
-Arun's tank must have passed by here.
-No, sir, enemy tanks...
I mean Arun's tank did not make it
this far.
It was stopped a long way back.
You think HQ listens to their silence?
Or do they fast forward?
Drive faster!
Isn't this the road to Gujranwala?
Lahore's the other way.
Sir, I'm taking you to the place
where your son's tank passed.
Basantar?
Okay.
I left home imagining that I'd say
all kinds of things to you.
I cooked up all sorts of stories
for you.
But my courage vanished
when I neared the mic.
My soldier brothers,
when I hear of your amazing
brave feats,
I am reminded of Khwaja Meer Dard's
poem:
"Bodies were emptied of life.
"When your gaze fell upon them".
Now for a film song...
-Well?
-Sir, only 10-15 minutes.
Give them tea.
Rajendra Krishan is undoubtedly
a great lyricist,
but he's also an excellent
dialogue writer.
Labh Singh, reverse!
Go on, back up.
Go, go, go!
Go, Prayag.
Keep going.
Keep going, keep going!
Step on it.
Prayag, keep going.
Come on! Come on!
Further to your right.
Right!
Now pull!
Boys, attack! Take cover!
Avtar Singh!
Stay with me. Stay with me.
Hey!
Hey, it's okay.
There was so much left to say
If only we could've talked together
Come on, Grenadiers. Fast.
Namaskar. I'm Paresh Kamdar.
Reporting from the war front.
We have Major Hoshiyar Singh
of the Three Grenadiers with us.
Sir, your next step?
To crush the enemy.
Ever powerful!
Ever powerful!
Ever powerful!
Cut!
Sir, there's a letter for Brij.
He was sent to Hospital Samba.
He's still alive, sir.
Should I send it to him?
Well, sir? How enthusiastic are you
about this war?
Cut it! Let's film over there.
Tonight we shall cross Basantar.
Straight into enemy territory.
The enemy will be there in full force
and in greater number than us.
But remember, the Almighty
blesses our crest.
We seized this 1000-year old flag
from the enemy at the
Battle of Khushab.
Lt. Moore and Captain Malcolmson,
with only fifty horsemen,
challenged the 800-strong enemy army
and vanquished them.
We're faced with a mighty challenge.
But I swear on the Almighty,
victory shall be ours!
Lightning flashes from the sword.
The earth turns blood red.
Grant me this boon, O God,
victory or valorous death!
-Victory...
-Forever!
-Victory...
-Forever!
-Victory...
-Forever!
Sir, actually,
I quit smoking the day
this princess was born.
I have quit many times too.
Sir, can I show you today's photos?
Yes, of course.
DO WHAT'S RIGHT,
NOT WHAT'S EASY.
There's grim news from the
Eastern front.
Bogra has fallen and we could lose
Dacca at any time.
News from the Shakargarh sector confirms
an armoured enemy brigade
and an Infantry Division are trying
to cross the Basantar river.
We've planted landmines
in the whole area.
Your task is to make sure the enemy
does not cross the Basantar river.
Sir, may I?
8th Armoured Brigade
will counterattack.
But if the enemy still manages
to cross the river,
we'll destroy them on the spot.
And gentlemen,
the war is not over.
Anything interesting
on your shoes, officer?
Sorry, sir.
Are you?
You want to say something?
I mean why must we wait for
the first light?
Their Centurions can't fight in the dark,
while our Patton tanks have night vision.
Let's use this advantage
to attack them by surprise.
We must seek and destroy them tonight.
Inshallah!
Only your unit is not engaged
in this war.
Anyway, it'll be dawn before all units
can be organised.
Permission denied, Major.
Dismiss.
Arun sir, Brij's surgery is over.
They removed four machine gun bullets.
He's no longer critical.
That's great news, Nand.
A lot depends on your attack, Major.
Sir.
Do not fail me.
I will not fail the country, sir.
And...
How is my son?
Altaf is a good lad, sir.
Sir.
Look after him, Nisar.
Come on, boys! Charge!
-O brave Madrasis!
-Hit and kill!
16th Madras Unit have sent the signal.
Get ready to cross the river.
-Chaudhary! How much longer?
-Sir.
The trawler isn't working.
It'll take time, sir.
Without tank backup,
we're outnumbered.
Sahadevan for Hanut.
Without tank support,
we've had it, sir.
If we wait for a safe route,
history will never forgive us.
We must breach the minefield.
Sir.
Chaudhary?
Sir.
We're coming.
The CO orders. Move forward!
We shall breach the minefield,
my tank will lead.
If my tank is hit, ignore it.
The other tanks must keep
moving ahead.
Keep moving till we cross
the Basantar river.
Victory forever!
Victory forever!
Victory forever!
Let's go, boys.
Fast, fast.
Keep moving!
Hurry!
-My father was an engineer.
-Really? Which regiment?
Sappers, Madras Sappers.
Oh, Madras Sappers!
During the 1965 war,
I went to a function.
Know what happened...
Ajay Singh reporting, sir.
We've crossed the Basantar river, sir.
Well done, Ajay!
Give the Infantry support.
11 o'clock.
Alfa Squadron. Alfa Squadron.
Mallu for Hunty.
We'll wait for orders at Saraj Chak.
Roger.
My darling spearheads,
I once read a verse:
"I am not mere blood that runs
through veins."
"What use is my blood if does not
flow from my eyes?"
Know who wrote that?
Anyone?
-The poet Ghalib.
-Correct!
Asadullah Baig Khan, whom
the world knows as "Mirza Ghalib".
Today I want to see that blood
in your eyes.
Our intentions are clear.
We must give a befitting reply
to the Indian attack.
We'll first reclaim Saraj Chak
then Basantar.
The fate of today's battle
depends on the 13th Lancers.
-13th Lancers!
-Long live...
-Allah is Great!
-Allah-hu Akbar!
Disperse!
Sir.
Sir, give me the chance
to fight.
I don't want to be in reserve.
Sir, please.
I promised your father I'd protect you.
Must I break my promise?
You also promised to protect
the motherland of Pakistan.
You said the 13th Lancers stand
between defeat and victory.
Let me stand with you, sir.
Go to Lohal with your troops.
And remember, you're on a recce.
Do not engage. That's an order.
Sir.
Disperse.
Hey, James Bond!
Come down.
The Infantry have already secured
the place.
Namaskar. This is "All India Radio".
The latest news:
An important new development
in the war between India and Pakistan.
The Pakistani Commander
Lt. Gen. Niazi...
Sir, where's the rest of our squadron?
Charlie is with Hunty at Ghazipur forest,
and Bravo is with Bal at Jarpal.
Has sent a request to the UN
that a ceasefire be negotiated in Dacca
with India and the Allied Forces.
Pakistan is asking for a cease-fire.
16th December.
A great day, isn't it?
You don't look happy.
The war's over.
-Congratulations! Time to celebrate!
-Congrats!
A little more, sir?
The CO said we must keep you
in one piece.
So, here's one piece!
Jai Hind, sir.
Well done!
Did I say something wrong, sir?
No, Sagat.
Kiran?
Am I talking to my boyfriend?
What?
Not what. When?
I'm coming to Delhi on Saturday.
Be there!
What time will you arrive?
Kiran...
Kiran, there's a curfew.
The Commandant's orders. Can't break it.
Okay. So I'll kiss my pillow
and go to sleep.
No, no. I'll come.
-No, concentrate on your curfew.
-No, no. I'll come.
I'll come.
See you.
What's wrong? Who are you aiming
that grenade at?
Who are you writing to?
Kiran.
I see. How is she?
Sir, I don't know.
We broke up
six months ago.
But you were getting on fine.
What happened?
Will you say something?
I went to meet her during the curfew.
I jumped the wall.
You broke the rules? You?
A girl managed to get you to do
what beer couldn't.
There's no need to kiss
a pillow.
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
Mr. Khetarpal, the star.
How I longed to see you
You focus through here.
Listen, focus through here.
I see a cluster of stars
Since the day I met you
I see a cluster of stars
Since the day I met you
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
I'm preparing for the entrance exam
for the Armed Forces Medical College.
How come?
I want to join the army,
like Uncle.
Like you.
Doctor Captain Kiran.
Khetarpal.
It was 9 by the time I dropped
Kiran home.
I had to get back to campus
before the 5 a.m. drill.
I got a shared taxi from Kashmiri Gate
to Dehradun.
-Who did I see in the taxi?
-Who?
Major Vitthal, the Adjutant.
Oh God!
He must've stripped you naked!
Stripped my skin. And stripped me
of the Sword of Honour too.
It was my fault,
but she got punished.
You won't get the Sword
of Honour?
-You?
-I broke the rules, I got caught.
I'm sorry. Look.
Kiran, this is the first time in my life
that I've underperformed.
I can't do it again.
Yes, absolutely not.
I'm glad you understand.
I thought you wouldn't.
What wouldn't I understand?
This is not the right time.
We have the rest of our lives
for this.
For this?
Is it my fault that you won't get
the Sword of Honour?
It's our fault.
We're both to blame.
Want us to stop seeing each other?
Kiran, I want to be a good soldier.
That's my target and it has to be
that way.
Who's stopping you?
Are you asking me to wait or...?
I'm saying if you can't wait then...
So you'll understand.
Kiran!
If a girl's love seems like
a heavy commitment to you,
you can't be committed to the safety
of the country's millions.
Goodbye, Arun.
Finish your letter, accept your mistake,
apologise. Like a man.
I must be a man first, sir.
The war is over and I haven't fired
a single shot.
A soldier's duty is to fight
in war.
Destiny decides if you get shot
or shoot.
Don't play with your destiny,
play with your pen instead.
A man is not a man just because
he gets shot.
Sir, Hanut sir is on the line.
Mallu for Hunty.
Immediate reinforcement required
at Jarpal.
We have 7 tanks here.
We can head to Jarpal.
Move with half a squadron.
-Squadron A, mount up!
-Yes, sir.
Sir!
Arun!
Destiny is calling.
-Let's go, boys.
-Sir!
We're under attack.
All stations! We're under attack.
Enemy defending locality at Lohal.
Wheel right assault formation.
Hanuman Singh, three o'clock.
Load Sabo! Ready to fire!
Move!
Keep going!
Loaded!
Avtar, to my left.
Arun, come with me.
Bishu, 300 Laga.
Reverse! Reverse!
Load shell 600. Nand, shell 600.
Sagat sir, I'm not a kid.
Prayag, move ahead!
Let the boss go.
Nathu, two RCLs ahead. Aim for the one
on the right.
Wait for my command.
Fire!
Same again!
Sher Singh, fire!
Naushad, slow reverse.
Drive over the trench.
Let them get to the ridge.
The tanks are coming.
Run!
Run!
Run!
Down! Everybody, down!
Down! Drop your guns.
Guns down. Get down!
Down on your knees.
Anyone inside?
Put your gun down! Down.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
The rascals will understand
when they're shot.
Are you crazy?
-Let's shoot them, sir.
-I'll shoot you first.
Tie them to the tank.
Move.
Stand up. Move!
Nathu, 3 o'clock.
Aim at the RCL in front of you.
Prayag, stop.
Fire!
Sir!
Stay alert. If the wolf is here,
his pack can't be far behind.
Sir, is our track working?
Can't see it.
Sir, you've been shot.
Not for the first time, sir.
Sir! Look!
Sir! Look over there!
They'll escape.
Go! I'll fix the track.
Sir, they're fleeing.
I'll join you. Everything will be
all right. I'm fine, sir.
Bishu, bring the track pin with you.
What are you doing?
Go, sir!
Go.
-I'll destroy them and come back.
-Go, finish them!
-Well done, sir.
-Prayag, let's go!
Ganga Singh, come out.
Tie them tight.
Go for Mallu.
Sir, 2 Patton is fleeing.
Permission to follow.
Permission granted.
- Swaroop Singh,
- Yes, sir.
Tie the POWs onto the Alpha Bravo tanks.
Take them to Jarpal.
Yes, sir.
-Hurry up.
-Avtar!
Follow Arun.
Wilco, sir.
Get moving. Move!
Mallu for Hanut! Two tanks heading
to Jarpal with the POWS.
My troops and I are chasing
two retreating Pattons.
Where to? Lahore?
Two Pattons are fleeing.
Let them go. Return to Jarpal
at once.
Boys, we have to head back now.
Let me finish the job, sir.
I promised Sagat sir.
Arun, we have to head back.
That's an order.
It's all so different now.
There was once a battlefield here.
The Indian border is over there.
I came through there
with fourteen tanks.
There was no pond then.
Sir.
How will I ever know
where my son actually fell?
Nisar,
thank you so much.
I'm so grateful to you
for bringing me here.
Your son's tank was over there, sir.
Surrounded by Lancers.
His tank was on fire,
smoke was coming from the engine.
He received orders to retreat.
Charlie 3, come in.
Where is Altaf?
Altaf had been martyred.
He could not be saved.
I repeat, Altaf had been martyred.
He could not be saved.
Okay. Join the formation. Now.
The Pattons are heading towards Jarpal,
if we don't stop them here...
Bloody hell!
There are over 14,
permission to engage.
We won't get another chance
like this again.
Take position, boys.
Shell!
11 o'clock, hold, hold, hold.
Fire!
Enemy fire! Enemy fire.
3 o'clock, assault formation.
On tank.
800 on.
Fire!
-Hit. Hit.
-See the smoke!
Take cover to the right. Go right!
Get out of here and throw in
a smoke grenade.
On my command, be ready.
I got you!
Are you alone?
On tank.
All stations. Charlie!
Two enemy tanks are deployed
1000-1200 metres away.
Two tanks about 1000 metres.
No, three tanks.
Alert, everyone!
Smoke grenades!
Fire them right now. Move!
All stations, Charlie!
All stations, Charlie!
We'll close in under cover.
Charlie 1, Charlie 3.
Break formation. Head out.
Flank them.
-Reposition now.
-Wilco, sir.
Go perpendicular.
We can play hide-n-seek too!
Let's hit their broadside.
When the tanks emerge from the
smokescreen, blow them sky high.
Fire!
Well done, Nathu.
-Bullseye!
-Hit!
Alert 3 o'clock.
Fire at will. Watch their changing
positions.
-How many are blown away?
-Okay, deploy Mumtaz!
Move.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
Go, go, go.
JC, fire!
Stop, stop!
Ready? Fire!
JC, stop.
2 o'clock. Aim at the tank
to your right.
Engage.
One o'clock. Bhavar, take position.
Move.
Fire!
Avtar, are you okay?
Avtar, can you hear me?
Mallu for Avtar.
Mallu for Avtar.
Are you okay, Avtar?
Avtar, if you die on me,
I'll kill you.
Goddammit! Cyprus tank crew respond.
Nand, be ready for fire.
One down, two to go.
Load and ready.
Fire!
-Sher Singh!
-Sir, all the guns are jammed.
-Sir, is your tank okay?
-Come on! Goddammit.
Sir, two down, one left.
I know there's only one left.
Find him!
Arun, you're on your own.
I'm driving through the smoke.
When I exit, level the gun and fire
at the tank in front of us.
Keep moving. Keep moving!
Fire!
Tight right! Hurry.
They're right behind us.
When I tell you, go sharp left.
In 3...
2...
1. Turn!
Nathu, now.
Yes!
Fire!
Again, again!
Faster! Faster!
Fast! Move!
Look for the flash.
Fire!
Nathu, you okay?
Nand, get up!
Are you okay, Arun?
All good, sir. Sending one back.
Fire!
Yeah, squad. Next.
-Load Sabo 900.
-Loaded.
Miss, miss, miss.
Add half.
-Shell!
-800 on.
-Fire!
-Firing now.
Traverse right, traverse right.
Fire!
And hit.
-Traverse right. Hurry up, Nathu.
-800 on.
Fire!
Got it!
A tank fired from the corner and hit
this tree.
Burning branches fell onto Arun's tank.
He destroyed two Lancer tanks
from that position.
Only two things worked in his tank
that day:
the Centurion's gun,
and your son's courage.
Nathu, take a right. Hold!
Hold. Stop!
Fire!
Mallu for Arun. Your tank is on fire.
I say again, your tank is on fire.
Repeat. Same again.
Fire!
I say again, your tank is on fire!
Hold.
Put the fire out
in a safe position.
Nand, load Sabo. Ready to fire.
Sir, we must put out the fire.
If we retreat, we'll give
the wrong signal to the enemy.
Not a single tank will retreat,
not even an inch.
Arun, your tank is burning.
Put out the fire.
Or abandon the tank right now.
That's an order.
No, sir. I will not abandon my tank,
my gun is still working,
and I will get these bastards.
Fire!
Hit! Turn right now.
Come on.
Fire!
The Lancer Commander's tank
was the only tank left.
They were just 100 metres apart,
facing each other.
The dust, the fog,
the heavy smoke was
so intense that...
I'm turning right. Be aware!
Look ahead. Hold! Fire!
Bravo, Nathu!
-Water.
-Sir.
They carried Arun out of his tank
and sat him down here, sir.
This is where he breathed his last.
Nisar.
How do you know all these details?
Major Jaan Mohammed Nisar.
Squadron Commander.
13th Lancers, sir.
It was at my hands
that your brave son was martyred.
Two soldiers fought valiantly that day
to protect their respective countries.
They both fired at the same time.
For years I've carried this burden,
hoping I could tell you some day,
and apologise.
Then destiny brought you
to my home.
Your son was very brave, sir.
Very, very, brave.
He brought glory to his regiment.
Glory to his country.
Till date I salute him
and I salute his father.
Nisar.
How many bullets have hit
the heart of this tree,
yet it's still abundant and green.
Life always manages
to find a path through.
Gunpowder may engulf this stubborn earth,
but it still thrives.
People forget that war
was ever waged here.
Many forget soldiers of both countries
shed their blood here...
The wounds of war never fully heal.
But then someone opens
the wounds again.
And it becomes the reason
for new conflicts.
And again and again
it destroys crops,
and destroys families.
That's how it has always been,
that's how it'll always be.
Who knows for how long?
Who knows when it'll ever stop?
It'll stop when we stop it.
It's getting late.
Nisar, come. Let's go home.
Smile.
One more.
Thank you!
I don't know if we'll ever meet again,
but I'll never forget these three days
we've spent together.
I thank you.
-Look after yourself.
-Yes.
Come, sir.
Cricket must bring you to India, right?
-Of course, sir.
-When you visit next, come home.
Certainly.
But Mrs Khetarpal?
Mrs Khetarpal.
Mrs Khetarpal is an
army officer's daughter,
an army officer's wife,
an army officer's mother.
-May Allah protect you.
-God protect you too.
God protect you too.
Sir, you've been summoned
to Headquarters.
Right now.
Am I under arrest?
Why say that?
Why else would I interest the ISI?
Brigadier Nisar, we're delighted that
you've become so close
to Brigadier Khetarpal.
It'd be wonderful if our relationship
became stronger,
and thanks to you we could get through
to some high level contacts
in Delhi.
-A large peg.
-A terrific idea!
Come on! That's a terrific idea!
-Here's to the Poona Horse Regiment!
-Cheers!
The history of the Poona Horse
Regiment.
Lt. Col. Ardeshir Burzorji Tarapore,
Commandant of Poona Horse.
How can you forget him, sir?
Tarapore got our regiment the first
Param Vir Chakra.
-To Tarapore sir!
-To Tarapore sir!
Sir, I promise you,
the next Param Vir Chakra
for our regiment...
I will bring.
-Yes!
-That's the spirit. To Arun!
This is Lt. Col. A.B. Tarapore, PVC.
Our regiment was awarded its first
Param Vir Chakra, thanks to him.
-To Col. Tarapore!
-To Col. Tarapore!
And the youngest recipient of the
Param Vir Chakra:
Second Lt. Arun Khetarpal.
During the Battle of Basantar in 1971,
he reduced many enemy tanks to dust.
Arun sir,
I promise I'll bring the next
Param Vir Chakra for our regiment.
Yes!
8, 9,
10, 11, 12, 13,
14, 15, 16, 17,
18, 19, 20,
21!
Happy Birthday, Arun!
Officers!
The Young Officers course
stands cancelled.
The tension at the border
has escalated.
You must all report
to your regiments at once.
Yes, sir!
-Happy Birthday, Arun.
-Thank you, sir.
-How old?
-Twenty-one.
Sir, are we going to war?
-Rasool!
-Yes, sir.
The pliers.
This is madness, Brigadier.
Why are you doing all this?
Have you spoken to the General?
Here, sir.
-Rasool, put this all away.
-Yes.
Hang my cricket posters here instead.
-One of Sachin, too.
-Yes, sir.
Nisar, what did the General say?
This is absolute madness!
What's happened has happened.
What do we gain by this?
Permission denied, Brigadier.
Very well, sir.
Brigadier Nisar,
your regiment suffered heavy casualties
during Bara Pind, right?
Yes, sir. 8 officers, 28 soldiers dead.
More than 60 injured.
Have you met all their families?
Yes, sir. Everyone.
Goddammit, Nisar.
Here you are. Here's your permission.
Do what you want.
Thank you, sir.
I can still smell the smoke
and gunpowder.
We were going to change history,
but that boy changed our fate.
Nisar, you're talking about something
that happened 30 years ago.
Just think.
How will he bear to hear
the truth?
Nisar!
Your father has lost his mind.
Take my advice.
Book him into a good hotel.
Welcome him warmly
and send him back.
Don't ruin his time here.
Shall I book a room at the Hilton?
Excuse me!
You mean...
you're already on your Mom's team?
Abbu, I'm always on your team.
But, Mom is right.
Will it be easy for you
to tell him the truth?
Thank you.
Brigadier Khetarpal.
Aadaab.
I am Brigadier Nisar. Your host, sir.
Namaste.
So you're from the army too?
Yes, sir. Army Intelligence.
I retired a long time ago.
Forget about intel or secrets!
I get all my intel from TV now!
Not at all, sir.
Hail Bhagat Singh!
Your unfinished mission!
We will complete it!
Hail Bhagat Singh!
Your unfinished mission!
This area is part of the old jail, sir.
They want to rename it
"Martyr Bhagat Singh Chowk".
Wasn't Bhagat Singh executed here?
-Yes, sir.
-We will complete it!
Hail Bhagat Singh!
The Kargil war was so recent.
So didn't your family object
to your coming here?
Hasn't Pakistan given us enough grief?
Why do you want to go there?
It's all your fault.
You got him a visa without telling me.
Dad told me not to tell you.
Relax, Mom.
He is not going to be alone.
It's a college reunion.
Many are going.
And I'll get to visit
my village Sargodha.
You're 80 years old.
And I'll be 81 next year!
Why can't I go with you?
You'll get bored.
And I want to see
if Husna is still around.
Husna? Who's Husna?
Husna is Husna!
Did Husna really exist, sir?
Of course she did!
-Brigadier.
-Sir?
Would it bother your family
if I stayed in your house?
No, sir. Not at all.
Actually, my wife and daughter
have been waiting to welcome you.
-That's lovely!
-Yes, sir.
Come, sir.
-This is my wife, Maryam.
-Salaam.
And this is Saba, my daughter.
God bless you, dear.
I've brought you both
-a small gift.
-Thank you.
Can't believe Amirchand's perfume shop
still exists in Lahore!
Passion and perfume... these businesses
never shut down!
You're so right.
Please come.
Lovely.
This is your room.
Let us know if you need anything.
Ah, Sachin!
Who's the cricket fan in the family?
My father. He's a national selector.
When India and Pakistan
play a cricket match together,
the people of both countries
go absolutely crazy.
They behave as if it was not a sport,
but a war!
But in this war, no one dies.
No one dies.
"11 a.m., the guests are welcomed.
"Tea follows. Former teachers
recount stories from their time."
"Followed by a 5-over cricket match
between staff and alumni."
"Then lunch. Evening entertainment,
and a family dinner."
Thank you.
Why didn't you bring your family
with you?
You're my family too!
Yes.
Will you come with me
to the college reunion?
Of course we will!
But if they were here too...
The family of a soldier is always
with him.
This is my family.
My wife and my younger son Mukesh.
He's 50 now.
And this is my eldest son.
Arun.
He will always be 21.
Twenty-one.
Telegram!
You'll get a beating!
Hey, Arun! You were still training?
Course is cancelled, Dad.
We're mobilised.
The regiment is already in Samba.
I'll be joining them in two hours.
Great.
Mom, I'm going to war.
Have lunch and go.
Super cake!
Kiran sent it. Didn't she tell you?
Is she in Delhi?
Shouldn't you be the one telling me?
Tell me.
Take care of my bike.
Happy Birthday, son.
Thank you so much, Papa.
-I'll take them with me.
-As you like.
My brave son, fight like a tiger.
You bet, Mom!
Go.
If your Mama had her way,
she'd accompany you to the border.
I didn't know that was the last time
I would see him.
Thank you.
Your son was a shining example
for the Indian army,
and the Pakistani army too.
When he was a child,
he'd listen to my army stories.
I'd embellish them and make a big drama
of those stories.
Maybe your stories inspired him.
Now...
stories are told of his valour.
Sir, when do we go to the front?
Your course isn't even over yet,
they won't let you cross the border.
Sir, my father knows Colonel Sachdev
very well.
-Is that so?
-You think it could help?
Hunty is the new CO.
You can try your luck.
But don't blow it by dropping names.
Gentlemen, when war breaks out
our area of operation will be
the Shakargarh sector.
The area offers us an opportunity,
and a danger.
Here, the enemy
has a natural staging area
to move quickly towards Jammu.
Excuse me.
-Morning, sir.
-Morning, sir.
-2nd Lt. Arun Khetarpal.
-2nd Lt. Brijendra Singh.
From the cancelled YO course?
At ease.
Report to the Adjutant. Balli Takhar.
You'll be stationed at the forward base.
Sir, we'd like to go with the regiment
to war.
The tanks of Poona Horse aren't toys
to play with.
You must first be capable
of commanding a tank.
Dismissed, Lieutenants.
I see a golf set.
-Whose is it?
-Mine, sir.
So you'll play golf on the battlefield?
No, sir. In Lahore. After we've won.
Hear that? He'll play golf in Lahore!
One thing is clear,
you have no idea what war is.
Wars decide whether you are
a foolish brave or a brave fool.
Take them to Sagat Singh.
I have only two rules.
No smoking,
inside the tank.
Don't go looking for death.
When the time comes,
it'll come looking for you.
-Durga!
-Yes, sir.
-Durga, take Brij with you.
-Yes, sir.
50 tons of solid metal.
The Centurion tank!
Famagusta!
Is this my tank?
Maybe.
You got steel in you, sir?
Having fun?
Look, here he comes. Terrific!
Well done!
12 minutes!
You think a grenade will wait
that long to explode?
No, sir.
Any tea?
Here.
Throw!
Careful!
No.
He's hard to please.
49...
One more.
Tank loaded, sir.
You must be tired.
Get some food and sleep.
Are we horses?
O queen of my dreams,
when will you come to me?
The season of love is here,
when will you come to me?
Life is passing me by,
when will you co me to me?
Come to me. Come!
Come to me. Come!
The Wild Bunch is at the
Empire.Aradhana at the Apollo.
Irma La Douce at the Westend.
-Say it again!
-Irma La Douce.
-Irma la Douce, boys!
-Irma la Douce!
-Golu, five tickets.
-Five tickets.
Poona boys have all the fun.
It will take time.
-Here they are. On time.
-Hello!
Hey, Arun. They're five, we're five.
Why don't you just go
and ask them for a date?
Go on!
Why me? Can't you go?
-Who's the Captain?
-Who's the leader?
Come on, Arun.
Go flash your killer smile.
Shall we first go and buy the tickets?
Hi!
Me and my boys are NDA 6 term cadets.
We were wondering, if you're free,
we could see the movie together?
We'll buy the tickets.
Then we could grab a coffee,
if you're interested.
Dev?
I'm not Dev.
It's him... that Delhi boy
I told you about.
The boy who dumped you?
Guys, I think it's been a mistake.
My life's biggest mistake.
I'm still paying the price, thanks to you.
Should never have trusted you.
Know how upset she was?
I've never seen her before.
You haven't?
You haven't seen me before!
-Shall I call the police?
-What's going on?
-Your friend is heading for jail.
-This guy is done for!
-Ma'am, I'm sorry.
-Call the cops!
Let's call the cops because
they aren't leaving.
I am not Dev.
It's a prank.
You're a six-termer?
You boys top in ragging.
I know all about it.
Your Adjutant is my uncle.
Kiran Kochar.
Dev.
So you guys get the tickets,
we'll get the popcorn.
Still mad at me?
Made an ass of me in front of everyone.
It's not funny.
So annoying.
Thank you.
My Sunday routine.
Manneys bookstore, then a film.
So now I know where to find you
next Sunday.
You got admission at IIT,
but you didn't go?
No. I always wanted to be a soldier.
Like my Dad and my Granddad.
How come I've never seen you
on campus?
Officers' quarters is no man's land
for us.
If we knew you were the Adjutant's niece,
we'd never have approached you.
You know he was coming here today.
But his tooth started aching,
so he rushed to the dentist.
Good.
Damn good!
Or how would we have met?
What did you buy at Manneys?
Are you a reader?
Not the reading type.
Is it a good book?
Lots of action.
Like war action?
Sharp right! Turn, sir.
We've had it!
Careful!
Damn it!
Arun, you'll get us killed.
Well done, sir!
You should've brought your
swimming trunks with the golf clubs.
The tank is your home.
The cleaner it is,
the clearer your mind.
Make it shine like your face!
Well done, sir! And this track?
Do I call the CO to clean it?
Scrub harder, sir.
Move it! Break's over, sir.
Your tank crew.
You'll need to earn their respect.
Nathu Singh. Gunner.
Prayag Singh. Driver, sir.
-Hail Mother Goddess!
-Hail Mother Goddess!
Hail Mother Goddess!
Nand Singh, operator.
Hail Mother Goddess!
-He just got married, sir.
-So?
So, sir should...?
Congratulations!
Sir, my grandfather served
in the British army.
No matter which front
he was sent to,
he'd pick up some earth
from there.
He had 30 or 40 different types
of earth, sir.
-30 or 40?
-Yes, sir.
Maybe more, but not less.
I was driving my tractor past
the army camp.
They called me and said:
"You drive a tractor well,
but can you drive a tank?"
After enlisting, I discovered tanks
don't have steering wheels!
-Hey, Nand.
-Yes, sir?
Come here.
His wife often sends in song requests.
So he stays glued to the radio
in case her song plays.
Sir, are you married?
-Me?
-Yes.
No, no.
He isn't married
but he has a girlfriend.
A girlfriend?
Kiran. The light of his eyes.
Dear Kiran,
I think of you often.
I even started writing a letter
to you.
I don't know if I have the guts
to post it, but...
there's so much I want to tell you.
Letters!
The senior officers read our letters
and censor them.
Can you imagine all my tank mates
are married?
They all get letters from their wives.
And I get gifts from my Papa.
Sometimes protein biscuits,
sometimes...
Did something bite me?
-One minute... one minute.
-Sir!
Hey, Tiger! See what she's written.
"I will not let you f..."
"I will not let you fight
your brother."
I see. And...
Shall I say what she wrote next?
My heart writes stories
of restless yearning
My eyes are inked with longing
for you
I write these stories...
-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.
-The Adjutant's books.
-Okay.
One second.
-Hi.
-Hi!
How are you?
-You started reading?
-No, I was just...
No, it's a good habit.
-No, no, no, please.
-Show!
At least I had some effect on you.
It has lots of action, as you said.
Really?
What brings you here?
I came to return uncle's books.
I drop in sometimes after college.
Around 3.
-Will it be done by 7.30?
-No way.
It's impossible.
Arun, 7 o'clock.
Who?
Speed up when you turn left.
Left right left.
Left right left.
Left right left.
Squad, slow down!
1, 2.
Speed up once you turn left.
1, 2, 3, 1...
Two o'clock. Lock.
One...
Ten rounds run... in marching rhythm
1, 2.2, 2.3,2.
4, 2.5, 2.6,2.
7, 2.8, 2.9,2.10,2.
Mark time. 1, 2.
You love war movies, right?
You don't?
Not as much as you. Sitting up every time
you see a tank.
One day I'll be a tank commander.
You're trying, for sure.
Extra training. Extra punishment.
If Foxtrot Squad come in the top 5,
I'll give you a prize.
What's the prize?
Could be a kiss.
What if we come first?
Arun, what's wrong with you?
See the time!
Arun, what the hell!
-Look at the time, Arun!
-What happened?
What's all this?
10, 9, 11, 12, 10.
-What's that?
-I think he's possessed.
You don't get it?
I'm talking about Foxtrot's rank
in the last 5 years...
Man has landed on the moon,
but we still haven't won the
Commandant's Banner.
I met Kiran yesterday.
By chance.
Sure!
When she heard the name of my squad,
she laughed.
She called us losers. All of us.
So what do you want?
Something that hasn't happened
in 20 years, will happen now.
From today all Foxtrot cadets
will practice for two hours
-outside their timetable.
-Arun, c'mon!
We'll train the juniors.
We push their limits and our own.
And when we win that Cup,
we'll head to Fergusson College,
do a victory dance for the girls.
Then dance with them at the NDA ball.
-Let's do it, boys!
-Let's go!
1, 2.2, 2.3, 2.
4, 2.5, 2.6, 2.7, 2.
Dhingra, we're going to win that Cup.
The whole squad is busting a gut.
What's wrong with you?
I don't disagree.
But there's a limit to extra practice.
You make us slog on our only day off.
-We have to slog...
-Enough!
Shut up and listen! Just follow orders.
Understand?
-Understand?
-Yes, sir!
What's this stick for?
Call me "sir", Dhingra!
This will knock some sense into you.
If it touches me, it's you or me.
Only one survives.
Dhingra, that's enough.
Arun, you can't get physical.
Damn you! Strap up the sandbags.
To the fort and back!
Sir, no need for you to come.
I wouldn't have cheated.
I know that, Dhingra.
You think we have a chance
of winning?
Don't talk. Save your breath.
Parmar, ready? Start.
Hurry, hurry.
Very good.
Easy there! Once again!
Great idea punishing yourself
with Dhingra.
The juniors are all fired up.
Being fired up won't do,
we must win. Come on.
Number 3, move!
Well done!
Who put my name down for boxing?
-Against Venu! Where's Russel?
-In the isolation ward. He has jaundice.
Someone has to challenge Venu.
We figured you're our leader,
you should fight.
Boxing! Venu will make a tipsy pudding
out of me.
Is that what you want?
Maybe that's what everyone wants!
Don't stress. Arun's on his way.
-I'm not fighting.
-You won't have to fight. Relax!
Here he is!
Arun isn't coming.
He's in the sick room.
-He was fine.
-He's just pretending.
You'll have to fight.
Golu, you're a fighter!
You'll swing it! Golu's a fighter!
What's Golu? He's a fighter.
First round.
Bout.
We are might. We are hunter dynamite!
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
"Ya Ya Fox! Up Up Fox."
Arun, we did it! We won!
Golu!
Golu. I knew you would win.
Venu was pulverising Golu.
Then he uppercut him.
The fox got the hunter, man!
-You were sick, right?
-Yeah.
You were sick, right?
Yeah, I was.
Catch him! Arun, stop.
Arun, stop.
Arun!
-Jai Hind, sir.
-Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Even if we lose the other contests,
we're still in the top five.
Yeah!
How dare you talk about losing!
Strap up and run to the fort.
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
In this world
19 out of 20 isn't good enough
In this world
19 out of 20 isn't good enough
If you want to hit the mark,
21 is your number
Show them, my friend
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
A storm you are. A storm
A storm you are. A storm
A brave heart
A body of steel
-Come on!
-Take blood and sweat
Grind them together in courage
Take blood and sweat
Grind them together in courage
If you want to hit the mark,
21 is your number
Show them, my friend
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Forge ahead!
Don't look back
Everyone, ready?
Steady.
Let's get to know one another
Life would be a breeze
Let's get to know one another
Life would be a breeze
To the Commandant Cup, boys!
Cheers to that!
Arun.
Arun, we're having a party.
Come.
Boys! Arun is here.
Congratulations, Captain.
I bought three bucketfuls of beer
from Chaudhary's.
Boys!
Booze is not allowed.
What's wrong, bro?
First time we've won.
Let's celebrate.
Tomorrow we go to Fergusson College.
Show the girls what we're made of.
We know without you,
Foxtrot would not have come first.
Congratulations! But I hope you know
what you're doing.
They broke the rules.
I don't want the whole squad punished
for the fault of one, sir.
You chose the harder right
over the easier wrong.
Hi!
Arun, what were you thinking?
You know what happened to Bedi.
He's being relegated by six months.
Kiran, he broke the rules.
Arun, you are the SCC, you don't rat
on your teammates.
I never expected this from you.
That's all I have to say.
Kiran!
Anyway, you won. Your reward.
Thomas, pass me the Chhole.
You talked to Rahul Chhadha?
Yes. He's not cooperating.
A coke, please.
No one wants to talk to me.
I thought that maybe today...
You know why they aren't talking
to you.
But I don't understand why you aren't
talking to them.
Foxies,
I have an announcement.
Our three years at the Academy
are nearly over.
But I haven't suffered as much
in these three years,
as I have in the last three days.
I know you don't want to talk
to me.
But I'm so proud of being a Foxy.
We ignored all the nonsense
and became champions.
I understand, if I was
in your place, I...
But I was not in your place, friends.
I was in mine.
When the Championship was on,
I tried my best to be a leader
who'd make you proud.
After that... I tried to follow
my sense of duty.
And in following my sense of duty,
I abandoned my squadron.
I haven't slept in three days.
I ask myself what is truly important
for a soldier.
Duty? Or loyalty?
I'm still not clear.
But, Bedi, you are clear.
You knew what to do on the day
of the race and the celebration,
and you know now.
And that's why you'll make
a great officer.
I wish I could give you six months
from my career.
But I can't, and for that
I am very sorry.
Maybe someday I'll have your clarity
and prioritise what is important,
in life, or if I'm lucky,
on the battlefield.
The day you become an officer,
wherever I am, I'll come
and we'll drink so many beers
that we'll pass out together.
I'll remember our days together
all my life.
Thank you for these three years.
And I hope you have a good Ball.
Arun!
One, two, three, four.
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
My wandering...
This is what it says
Without you...
Without you love has no meaning
Surrender your life to someone special
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
Fill your arms with that special person
and see
Discover the mystery of love
and see
I pray, my love
I pray, my love
If you did not exist,
where would I be?
I pray, my love
Nathu, take a right.
The target's up ahead.
Hold. 3 o'clock. Steady.
Reload!
Gun right. Run right.
5 o'clock. Hold, hold.
It's good here. Wait.
Fire!
Steady. Hold. Fire!
Hit, hit, right. To our right.
Yes! Hold, hold. Steady. Fire!
Yes, sir. Final test.
This will decide if you fight
at the front with the regiment,
or peel onions in the
community kitchen.
We're going to war.
Find someone else, sir!
-Crew ready?
-Yes, sir.
Shell 800, on target.
-Shell loaded.
-Fire!
Firing now.
Hit. Hit.
That's more like it!
Next target 12 o'clock.
On target.
-Loaded.
-Fire!
Firing now.
What do you think?
I think they need more training.
Sir, look at their rate of fire.
Three APDS in 25 seconds.
Amazing! They're not even waiting
to eject the empties.
-Shell 800 on target.
-Fire!
I'd happily take them to war
with me.
Last target. C'mon, boys.
Fire!
Yes!
20-pounder gun clear.
Kitchen duties cancelled, sir!
Sir.
Congratulations, youngsters!
Well done.
Commander sir!
-Sir!
-Sir!
Congratulations, tank commanders.
You have to complete one last task.
Ready, sir.
Sir!
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Arun, come on.
Sir, come. We'll sacrifice another goat.
Sorrow does not touch us,
O friend
My music plays loud and clear
So let us dance
Don't think any less
of your friend
We will drive away our sorrows
We have that fire
Our destination might be far away
We have no care
We'll make fear be scared
of us
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
Who knows if we live tomorrow.
So enjoy the moment
Brother! O brother!
Brother! O brother!
We're like moths in plenty,
ready to perish in the flame
Dear Kiran,
I became a tank commander today.
Before writing to my father,
I wanted to tell you...
If you can hear the bomb's whistle,
you'll live to tell the tale.
The bomb felt so close.
I thought we were dead before
the fighting had even started.
You will not hear the whistle of the bomb
that kills you.
Gentlemen, we've received orders
to move.
We cross the international border
at 1800 hours.
This is war.
-Any questions?
-No, sir.
Good. Dismissed.
-Sagat?
-Sir?
I'm putting A Squadron in reserve.
You trained Khetarpal.
Sir.
He's overkeen.
Look out for him.
Sir.
-Victory...
-Forever!
Prayag, we're in Pakistan!
Doesn't look any different.
Looks just the same.
Yeah, looks just the same.
Your crazed lover writes your name
on every city wall
Your crazed lover writes your name
on every city wall
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
In twirling letters,
he writes plainly of love's truth
In twirling letters,
he writes plainly of love's truth
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
Those long years of waiting
How do people survive them?
My senior.
We're all his fans.
Dev sahab!
My feet haven't touched the ground
since I met you
People make up tales,
saying love has intoxicated me
They give love a bad name
They give love a bad name
-They give love a bad name
-So sweet.
She punctured my love bubble!
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say your lover has lost
his mind
They say he looks just like me
Myriad are the flowers of love
Some belong to me, some to you
You feel I was made for you
I feel you were made for me
Love is flowing over us
Feel its waves so close
Uncle is so much at home.
He is home.
Love is flowing over us
Like tangy salt
Nisar, I want to go to Sargodha
tomorrow.
Can you arrange a taxi for me?
Okay, sir. But why a taxi?
I'll drive you there myself.
Why take the trouble?
No trouble at all. It's my pleasure.
Saba, your father is a jolly good fellow!
Thank you.
Come here.
What is it?
Look outside.
Who are those people?
Inter-Services Intelligence.
Aren't they something!
They found out within the hour that
I'm taking him to Sargodha.
They suspect you too?
The Kargil war was so recent.
They're just doing their job.
You shouldn't worry.
Nisar.
Are you really going to tell him
the truth?
Please don't.
He's here for only three days.
Don't upset him.
Sir! Are you OK?
Sir.
Nisar.
Yes, sir?
We had a great time at the reunion,
ate a lot, danced,
talked of brotherhood.
I don't understand
if all that was real,
or are the bullets fired
at the border real? That war...
it took my son away from me
forever.
Sir, we're soldiers.
We just follow orders.
He was also given orders,
to retreat.
My son just didn't listen.
He even switched off his radio
and kept on fighting and fighting.
He wanted to defeat the enemy, sir.
Enemy?
Enemy, who?
Even Pakistani chickens
are attacking us!
We'll marinate them and make them
into biryani!
Air attack. Break formation.
Take cover!
Break formation.
Take cover!
Move!
Halt!
Hatch down!
Be alert.
They'll be back.
Let the scoundrels come back.
Don't fire, sir.
You'll give away our position.
Hanut. For all stations.
All clear.
Rex! What did I tell you, Rex?
Never ever get out of the tank
without my permission.
Is that clear?
What happened?
The track's broken.
-You okay?
-Yes.
Nachattar.
This is Mukhwal.
We'll stop here tonight.
Carefully. Carefully.
In the morning, we refuel
-and leave for Badwal.
-Okay, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Alfa 4, no casualties.
Welcome to the war, boy.
-Sir, can I ask you something?
-Sure.
-Didn't Arun have a girlfriend?
-He did.
A lovely girl.
But that fool broke off
their relationship.
Why?
No idea.
She still bakes a cake on his birthday
and sends it to us. We enjoy it.
Didn't you ask why they broke up?
Some things are better left unsaid.
That's what Mom says.
Some things are better left unsaid.
Sir, tea.
Sir...
Nisar,
a car has been following us.
They're just doing their job.
Ignore them.
All right.
Young man!
My heart longs to return to my village.
To bathe with the cattle in its waters.
To wander in the fields to find fodder.
To blend into the wet earth
as I play Kabaddi.
That village life cannot be expressed
in words.
Waters are sweet where five rivers meet.
And the wind whispers joyous truths.
In that warm embrace, my soul will rest.
All my being belongs to you, O Mother.
My heart longs to return to my village.
My heart longs to return to my village.
Mashallah!
-I'll teach you how to fly a kite.
-Look, someone's coming.
My God!
Salaam Alaikum.
This gentleman has come from India.
I'm sorry, but do I know you?
We used to live here once.
This house belonged to my forefathers.
-This is Khetarpal Sahab, from India.
-Salaam Alaikum.
This house belonged to him
before the Partition.
Mashallah! How wonderful!
-Aadaab.
-Bless you.
You have looked after the house
so beautifully.
Thank you.
-Father, look who's here.
-Aadaab.
-It's your house. Please stay.
-So kind of you.
The moonlight is here in the shape
of love
The moonlight is here in the shape
of love
I can hear father's voice coming
from these rustling leaves.
Nisar!
What is it, sir?
This is a piece from father's
binoculars.
I hid it in this crack,
so I could see inside the tree.
I was in 4th standard.
It's still here.
How would it know that the Partition
had scattered people everywhere.
Sagat sir.
Yes, sir?
Why are we always in reserve?
Do you play chess, sir?
The pieces that are not in play
are the shields.
Where do you want to go, son?
Shall we sit?
-I want to visit India once.
-Most welcome!
Mumbai! I love the movies!
Abbu,
do you intend to tell him today?
I used to tell my school friends
that my father is a brave man.
He's a tank commander.
Did that bravery come from whisky?
I was in the middle of the battlefield
when I got a letter from Maryam
to say she was pregnant.
That day I had only one prayer
on my lips -
God, let me live long enough
so I may see the face of my child.
No one knows when or why
God decides to answer a prayer.
Madan and I used to study together.
He enlisted in the army
after his Matric exam.
He used to write to Husna, a girl
who lived in the next lane.
I'd deliver his letters to her.
You still remember Husna?
Where is she now?
Who is this gentleman?
Who are you?
Are you Madan's grandfather?
Asghar! I'll whack you!
I am Madan. What's wrong with you?
Grandpa has Alzheimer's.
He only remembers the past.
He recognises no one now.
Madan is in India.
He'd love to visit.
But our countries are now split.
What happened to the country?
We don't have enough time.
On tree branches
On tree branches lies
slumbering moonlight...
On tree branches
-Nisar, can I have a whisky?
-Sure, sir.
The moonlight will soon disappear
A spring night like this
will never return
Come out!
Who is that insolent fellow?
-I want another stone.
-Brother, calm down.
What are you doing? Women live here.
Throw that Indian out!
-Your behaviour does not befit you.
-Just look at this.
-What nonsense!
-Brother.
Throw him out.
-Jahangir.
-How did he get inside?
Go.
You want me to go,
and you offer biryani to the enemy?
And insult your own people?
-Jahangir, you're disabled... so I'm being kind.
-You offer biryani to the enemy?
Get him out.
-Get him out.
-Wait.
You Indian, out!
Get the Indian dog out. Get out!
Get lost!
Friend...
I'm a soldier too.
I know what we must live through
in wartime.
Like hell you know, old man!
You stand here in one piece and talk
about enduring war.
Look. I lost my leg.
I lost my leg.
Like hell you know war!
You lost your leg, my friend.
But I...
I lost my son.
I lost my son to war.
Bombs were exploding
all around me.
All my friends were martyred.
I don't know why I was spared.
Why am I still alive?
If Allah kept you alive,
it must be for a reason.
It must be for a reason.
Long live Pakistan!
-May God give you victory!
-Long live Pakistan!
Long live Pakistan!
May success be yours!
Hanut to all stations!
The villagers have mistaken us
for the Pakistani army.
Ignore the civilians.
Close down.
All commanders! Hatch down!
We will win for sure!
Play with the oranges later,
hatch down and drive straight.
-Oranges of Sargodha!
-Wow!
My father is from Sargodha.
Sir, they're sour.
You're getting fruit in wartime,
and you complain?
Give it to me.
One more.
Smile!
-We'll wait for you to come back.
-My love to everyone.
I don't feel like going. But...
-Stay longer next time.
-Of course!
Nisar.
I'm very happy,
but there's something troubling me.
Must be Husna, sir!
But you know she's married
and lives in Multan now.
No, Nisar.
This is another open wound.
Before I came here,
my son Mukesh asked:
"Papa, are you going to Basantar?"
I said: "No, I can't face going there."
"Our Arun is not there now."
"Anyway, who can I ask
why didn't he retreat that day?"
You're right, sir.
He should've retreated.
-Arun's tank must have passed by here.
-No, sir, enemy tanks...
I mean Arun's tank did not make it
this far.
It was stopped a long way back.
You think HQ listens to their silence?
Or do they fast forward?
Drive faster!
Isn't this the road to Gujranwala?
Lahore's the other way.
Sir, I'm taking you to the place
where your son's tank passed.
Basantar?
Okay.
I left home imagining that I'd say
all kinds of things to you.
I cooked up all sorts of stories
for you.
But my courage vanished
when I neared the mic.
My soldier brothers,
when I hear of your amazing
brave feats,
I am reminded of Khwaja Meer Dard's
poem:
"Bodies were emptied of life.
"When your gaze fell upon them".
Now for a film song...
-Well?
-Sir, only 10-15 minutes.
Give them tea.
Rajendra Krishan is undoubtedly
a great lyricist,
but he's also an excellent
dialogue writer.
Labh Singh, reverse!
Go on, back up.
Go, go, go!
Go, Prayag.
Keep going.
Keep going, keep going!
Step on it.
Prayag, keep going.
Come on! Come on!
Further to your right.
Right!
Now pull!
Boys, attack! Take cover!
Avtar Singh!
Stay with me. Stay with me.
Hey!
Hey, it's okay.
There was so much left to say
If only we could've talked together
Come on, Grenadiers. Fast.
Namaskar. I'm Paresh Kamdar.
Reporting from the war front.
We have Major Hoshiyar Singh
of the Three Grenadiers with us.
Sir, your next step?
To crush the enemy.
Ever powerful!
Ever powerful!
Ever powerful!
Cut!
Sir, there's a letter for Brij.
He was sent to Hospital Samba.
He's still alive, sir.
Should I send it to him?
Well, sir? How enthusiastic are you
about this war?
Cut it! Let's film over there.
Tonight we shall cross Basantar.
Straight into enemy territory.
The enemy will be there in full force
and in greater number than us.
But remember, the Almighty
blesses our crest.
We seized this 1000-year old flag
from the enemy at the
Battle of Khushab.
Lt. Moore and Captain Malcolmson,
with only fifty horsemen,
challenged the 800-strong enemy army
and vanquished them.
We're faced with a mighty challenge.
But I swear on the Almighty,
victory shall be ours!
Lightning flashes from the sword.
The earth turns blood red.
Grant me this boon, O God,
victory or valorous death!
-Victory...
-Forever!
-Victory...
-Forever!
-Victory...
-Forever!
Sir, actually,
I quit smoking the day
this princess was born.
I have quit many times too.
Sir, can I show you today's photos?
Yes, of course.
DO WHAT'S RIGHT,
NOT WHAT'S EASY.
There's grim news from the
Eastern front.
Bogra has fallen and we could lose
Dacca at any time.
News from the Shakargarh sector confirms
an armoured enemy brigade
and an Infantry Division are trying
to cross the Basantar river.
We've planted landmines
in the whole area.
Your task is to make sure the enemy
does not cross the Basantar river.
Sir, may I?
8th Armoured Brigade
will counterattack.
But if the enemy still manages
to cross the river,
we'll destroy them on the spot.
And gentlemen,
the war is not over.
Anything interesting
on your shoes, officer?
Sorry, sir.
Are you?
You want to say something?
I mean why must we wait for
the first light?
Their Centurions can't fight in the dark,
while our Patton tanks have night vision.
Let's use this advantage
to attack them by surprise.
We must seek and destroy them tonight.
Inshallah!
Only your unit is not engaged
in this war.
Anyway, it'll be dawn before all units
can be organised.
Permission denied, Major.
Dismiss.
Arun sir, Brij's surgery is over.
They removed four machine gun bullets.
He's no longer critical.
That's great news, Nand.
A lot depends on your attack, Major.
Sir.
Do not fail me.
I will not fail the country, sir.
And...
How is my son?
Altaf is a good lad, sir.
Sir.
Look after him, Nisar.
Come on, boys! Charge!
-O brave Madrasis!
-Hit and kill!
16th Madras Unit have sent the signal.
Get ready to cross the river.
-Chaudhary! How much longer?
-Sir.
The trawler isn't working.
It'll take time, sir.
Without tank backup,
we're outnumbered.
Sahadevan for Hanut.
Without tank support,
we've had it, sir.
If we wait for a safe route,
history will never forgive us.
We must breach the minefield.
Sir.
Chaudhary?
Sir.
We're coming.
The CO orders. Move forward!
We shall breach the minefield,
my tank will lead.
If my tank is hit, ignore it.
The other tanks must keep
moving ahead.
Keep moving till we cross
the Basantar river.
Victory forever!
Victory forever!
Victory forever!
Let's go, boys.
Fast, fast.
Keep moving!
Hurry!
-My father was an engineer.
-Really? Which regiment?
Sappers, Madras Sappers.
Oh, Madras Sappers!
During the 1965 war,
I went to a function.
Know what happened...
Ajay Singh reporting, sir.
We've crossed the Basantar river, sir.
Well done, Ajay!
Give the Infantry support.
11 o'clock.
Alfa Squadron. Alfa Squadron.
Mallu for Hunty.
We'll wait for orders at Saraj Chak.
Roger.
My darling spearheads,
I once read a verse:
"I am not mere blood that runs
through veins."
"What use is my blood if does not
flow from my eyes?"
Know who wrote that?
Anyone?
-The poet Ghalib.
-Correct!
Asadullah Baig Khan, whom
the world knows as "Mirza Ghalib".
Today I want to see that blood
in your eyes.
Our intentions are clear.
We must give a befitting reply
to the Indian attack.
We'll first reclaim Saraj Chak
then Basantar.
The fate of today's battle
depends on the 13th Lancers.
-13th Lancers!
-Long live...
-Allah is Great!
-Allah-hu Akbar!
Disperse!
Sir.
Sir, give me the chance
to fight.
I don't want to be in reserve.
Sir, please.
I promised your father I'd protect you.
Must I break my promise?
You also promised to protect
the motherland of Pakistan.
You said the 13th Lancers stand
between defeat and victory.
Let me stand with you, sir.
Go to Lohal with your troops.
And remember, you're on a recce.
Do not engage. That's an order.
Sir.
Disperse.
Hey, James Bond!
Come down.
The Infantry have already secured
the place.
Namaskar. This is "All India Radio".
The latest news:
An important new development
in the war between India and Pakistan.
The Pakistani Commander
Lt. Gen. Niazi...
Sir, where's the rest of our squadron?
Charlie is with Hunty at Ghazipur forest,
and Bravo is with Bal at Jarpal.
Has sent a request to the UN
that a ceasefire be negotiated in Dacca
with India and the Allied Forces.
Pakistan is asking for a cease-fire.
16th December.
A great day, isn't it?
You don't look happy.
The war's over.
-Congratulations! Time to celebrate!
-Congrats!
A little more, sir?
The CO said we must keep you
in one piece.
So, here's one piece!
Jai Hind, sir.
Well done!
Did I say something wrong, sir?
No, Sagat.
Kiran?
Am I talking to my boyfriend?
What?
Not what. When?
I'm coming to Delhi on Saturday.
Be there!
What time will you arrive?
Kiran...
Kiran, there's a curfew.
The Commandant's orders. Can't break it.
Okay. So I'll kiss my pillow
and go to sleep.
No, no. I'll come.
-No, concentrate on your curfew.
-No, no. I'll come.
I'll come.
See you.
What's wrong? Who are you aiming
that grenade at?
Who are you writing to?
Kiran.
I see. How is she?
Sir, I don't know.
We broke up
six months ago.
But you were getting on fine.
What happened?
Will you say something?
I went to meet her during the curfew.
I jumped the wall.
You broke the rules? You?
A girl managed to get you to do
what beer couldn't.
There's no need to kiss
a pillow.
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
Mr. Khetarpal, the star.
How I longed to see you
You focus through here.
Listen, focus through here.
I see a cluster of stars
Since the day I met you
I see a cluster of stars
Since the day I met you
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
How I longed to see you
I'm preparing for the entrance exam
for the Armed Forces Medical College.
How come?
I want to join the army,
like Uncle.
Like you.
Doctor Captain Kiran.
Khetarpal.
It was 9 by the time I dropped
Kiran home.
I had to get back to campus
before the 5 a.m. drill.
I got a shared taxi from Kashmiri Gate
to Dehradun.
-Who did I see in the taxi?
-Who?
Major Vitthal, the Adjutant.
Oh God!
He must've stripped you naked!
Stripped my skin. And stripped me
of the Sword of Honour too.
It was my fault,
but she got punished.
You won't get the Sword
of Honour?
-You?
-I broke the rules, I got caught.
I'm sorry. Look.
Kiran, this is the first time in my life
that I've underperformed.
I can't do it again.
Yes, absolutely not.
I'm glad you understand.
I thought you wouldn't.
What wouldn't I understand?
This is not the right time.
We have the rest of our lives
for this.
For this?
Is it my fault that you won't get
the Sword of Honour?
It's our fault.
We're both to blame.
Want us to stop seeing each other?
Kiran, I want to be a good soldier.
That's my target and it has to be
that way.
Who's stopping you?
Are you asking me to wait or...?
I'm saying if you can't wait then...
So you'll understand.
Kiran!
If a girl's love seems like
a heavy commitment to you,
you can't be committed to the safety
of the country's millions.
Goodbye, Arun.
Finish your letter, accept your mistake,
apologise. Like a man.
I must be a man first, sir.
The war is over and I haven't fired
a single shot.
A soldier's duty is to fight
in war.
Destiny decides if you get shot
or shoot.
Don't play with your destiny,
play with your pen instead.
A man is not a man just because
he gets shot.
Sir, Hanut sir is on the line.
Mallu for Hunty.
Immediate reinforcement required
at Jarpal.
We have 7 tanks here.
We can head to Jarpal.
Move with half a squadron.
-Squadron A, mount up!
-Yes, sir.
Sir!
Arun!
Destiny is calling.
-Let's go, boys.
-Sir!
We're under attack.
All stations! We're under attack.
Enemy defending locality at Lohal.
Wheel right assault formation.
Hanuman Singh, three o'clock.
Load Sabo! Ready to fire!
Move!
Keep going!
Loaded!
Avtar, to my left.
Arun, come with me.
Bishu, 300 Laga.
Reverse! Reverse!
Load shell 600. Nand, shell 600.
Sagat sir, I'm not a kid.
Prayag, move ahead!
Let the boss go.
Nathu, two RCLs ahead. Aim for the one
on the right.
Wait for my command.
Fire!
Same again!
Sher Singh, fire!
Naushad, slow reverse.
Drive over the trench.
Let them get to the ridge.
The tanks are coming.
Run!
Run!
Run!
Down! Everybody, down!
Down! Drop your guns.
Guns down. Get down!
Down on your knees.
Anyone inside?
Put your gun down! Down.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
The rascals will understand
when they're shot.
Are you crazy?
-Let's shoot them, sir.
-I'll shoot you first.
Tie them to the tank.
Move.
Stand up. Move!
Nathu, 3 o'clock.
Aim at the RCL in front of you.
Prayag, stop.
Fire!
Sir!
Stay alert. If the wolf is here,
his pack can't be far behind.
Sir, is our track working?
Can't see it.
Sir, you've been shot.
Not for the first time, sir.
Sir! Look!
Sir! Look over there!
They'll escape.
Go! I'll fix the track.
Sir, they're fleeing.
I'll join you. Everything will be
all right. I'm fine, sir.
Bishu, bring the track pin with you.
What are you doing?
Go, sir!
Go.
-I'll destroy them and come back.
-Go, finish them!
-Well done, sir.
-Prayag, let's go!
Ganga Singh, come out.
Tie them tight.
Go for Mallu.
Sir, 2 Patton is fleeing.
Permission to follow.
Permission granted.
- Swaroop Singh,
- Yes, sir.
Tie the POWs onto the Alpha Bravo tanks.
Take them to Jarpal.
Yes, sir.
-Hurry up.
-Avtar!
Follow Arun.
Wilco, sir.
Get moving. Move!
Mallu for Hanut! Two tanks heading
to Jarpal with the POWS.
My troops and I are chasing
two retreating Pattons.
Where to? Lahore?
Two Pattons are fleeing.
Let them go. Return to Jarpal
at once.
Boys, we have to head back now.
Let me finish the job, sir.
I promised Sagat sir.
Arun, we have to head back.
That's an order.
It's all so different now.
There was once a battlefield here.
The Indian border is over there.
I came through there
with fourteen tanks.
There was no pond then.
Sir.
How will I ever know
where my son actually fell?
Nisar,
thank you so much.
I'm so grateful to you
for bringing me here.
Your son's tank was over there, sir.
Surrounded by Lancers.
His tank was on fire,
smoke was coming from the engine.
He received orders to retreat.
Charlie 3, come in.
Where is Altaf?
Altaf had been martyred.
He could not be saved.
I repeat, Altaf had been martyred.
He could not be saved.
Okay. Join the formation. Now.
The Pattons are heading towards Jarpal,
if we don't stop them here...
Bloody hell!
There are over 14,
permission to engage.
We won't get another chance
like this again.
Take position, boys.
Shell!
11 o'clock, hold, hold, hold.
Fire!
Enemy fire! Enemy fire.
3 o'clock, assault formation.
On tank.
800 on.
Fire!
-Hit. Hit.
-See the smoke!
Take cover to the right. Go right!
Get out of here and throw in
a smoke grenade.
On my command, be ready.
I got you!
Are you alone?
On tank.
All stations. Charlie!
Two enemy tanks are deployed
1000-1200 metres away.
Two tanks about 1000 metres.
No, three tanks.
Alert, everyone!
Smoke grenades!
Fire them right now. Move!
All stations, Charlie!
All stations, Charlie!
We'll close in under cover.
Charlie 1, Charlie 3.
Break formation. Head out.
Flank them.
-Reposition now.
-Wilco, sir.
Go perpendicular.
We can play hide-n-seek too!
Let's hit their broadside.
When the tanks emerge from the
smokescreen, blow them sky high.
Fire!
Well done, Nathu.
-Bullseye!
-Hit!
Alert 3 o'clock.
Fire at will. Watch their changing
positions.
-How many are blown away?
-Okay, deploy Mumtaz!
Move.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
Go, go, go.
JC, fire!
Stop, stop!
Ready? Fire!
JC, stop.
2 o'clock. Aim at the tank
to your right.
Engage.
One o'clock. Bhavar, take position.
Move.
Fire!
Avtar, are you okay?
Avtar, can you hear me?
Mallu for Avtar.
Mallu for Avtar.
Are you okay, Avtar?
Avtar, if you die on me,
I'll kill you.
Goddammit! Cyprus tank crew respond.
Nand, be ready for fire.
One down, two to go.
Load and ready.
Fire!
-Sher Singh!
-Sir, all the guns are jammed.
-Sir, is your tank okay?
-Come on! Goddammit.
Sir, two down, one left.
I know there's only one left.
Find him!
Arun, you're on your own.
I'm driving through the smoke.
When I exit, level the gun and fire
at the tank in front of us.
Keep moving. Keep moving!
Fire!
Tight right! Hurry.
They're right behind us.
When I tell you, go sharp left.
In 3...
2...
1. Turn!
Nathu, now.
Yes!
Fire!
Again, again!
Faster! Faster!
Fast! Move!
Look for the flash.
Fire!
Nathu, you okay?
Nand, get up!
Are you okay, Arun?
All good, sir. Sending one back.
Fire!
Yeah, squad. Next.
-Load Sabo 900.
-Loaded.
Miss, miss, miss.
Add half.
-Shell!
-800 on.
-Fire!
-Firing now.
Traverse right, traverse right.
Fire!
And hit.
-Traverse right. Hurry up, Nathu.
-800 on.
Fire!
Got it!
A tank fired from the corner and hit
this tree.
Burning branches fell onto Arun's tank.
He destroyed two Lancer tanks
from that position.
Only two things worked in his tank
that day:
the Centurion's gun,
and your son's courage.
Nathu, take a right. Hold!
Hold. Stop!
Fire!
Mallu for Arun. Your tank is on fire.
I say again, your tank is on fire.
Repeat. Same again.
Fire!
I say again, your tank is on fire!
Hold.
Put the fire out
in a safe position.
Nand, load Sabo. Ready to fire.
Sir, we must put out the fire.
If we retreat, we'll give
the wrong signal to the enemy.
Not a single tank will retreat,
not even an inch.
Arun, your tank is burning.
Put out the fire.
Or abandon the tank right now.
That's an order.
No, sir. I will not abandon my tank,
my gun is still working,
and I will get these bastards.
Fire!
Hit! Turn right now.
Come on.
Fire!
The Lancer Commander's tank
was the only tank left.
They were just 100 metres apart,
facing each other.
The dust, the fog,
the heavy smoke was
so intense that...
I'm turning right. Be aware!
Look ahead. Hold! Fire!
Bravo, Nathu!
-Water.
-Sir.
They carried Arun out of his tank
and sat him down here, sir.
This is where he breathed his last.
Nisar.
How do you know all these details?
Major Jaan Mohammed Nisar.
Squadron Commander.
13th Lancers, sir.
It was at my hands
that your brave son was martyred.
Two soldiers fought valiantly that day
to protect their respective countries.
They both fired at the same time.
For years I've carried this burden,
hoping I could tell you some day,
and apologise.
Then destiny brought you
to my home.
Your son was very brave, sir.
Very, very, brave.
He brought glory to his regiment.
Glory to his country.
Till date I salute him
and I salute his father.
Nisar.
How many bullets have hit
the heart of this tree,
yet it's still abundant and green.
Life always manages
to find a path through.
Gunpowder may engulf this stubborn earth,
but it still thrives.
People forget that war
was ever waged here.
Many forget soldiers of both countries
shed their blood here...
The wounds of war never fully heal.
But then someone opens
the wounds again.
And it becomes the reason
for new conflicts.
And again and again
it destroys crops,
and destroys families.
That's how it has always been,
that's how it'll always be.
Who knows for how long?
Who knows when it'll ever stop?
It'll stop when we stop it.
It's getting late.
Nisar, come. Let's go home.
Smile.
One more.
Thank you!
I don't know if we'll ever meet again,
but I'll never forget these three days
we've spent together.
I thank you.
-Look after yourself.
-Yes.
Come, sir.
Cricket must bring you to India, right?
-Of course, sir.
-When you visit next, come home.
Certainly.
But Mrs Khetarpal?
Mrs Khetarpal.
Mrs Khetarpal is an
army officer's daughter,
an army officer's wife,
an army officer's mother.
-May Allah protect you.
-God protect you too.
God protect you too.
Sir, you've been summoned
to Headquarters.
Right now.
Am I under arrest?
Why say that?
Why else would I interest the ISI?
Brigadier Nisar, we're delighted that
you've become so close
to Brigadier Khetarpal.
It'd be wonderful if our relationship
became stronger,
and thanks to you we could get through
to some high level contacts
in Delhi.
-A large peg.
-A terrific idea!
Come on! That's a terrific idea!
-Here's to the Poona Horse Regiment!
-Cheers!
The history of the Poona Horse
Regiment.
Lt. Col. Ardeshir Burzorji Tarapore,
Commandant of Poona Horse.
How can you forget him, sir?
Tarapore got our regiment the first
Param Vir Chakra.
-To Tarapore sir!
-To Tarapore sir!
Sir, I promise you,
the next Param Vir Chakra
for our regiment...
I will bring.
-Yes!
-That's the spirit. To Arun!
This is Lt. Col. A.B. Tarapore, PVC.
Our regiment was awarded its first
Param Vir Chakra, thanks to him.
-To Col. Tarapore!
-To Col. Tarapore!
And the youngest recipient of the
Param Vir Chakra:
Second Lt. Arun Khetarpal.
During the Battle of Basantar in 1971,
he reduced many enemy tanks to dust.
Arun sir,
I promise I'll bring the next
Param Vir Chakra for our regiment.
Yes!