"Greetings"
"And now for the regional news from Saroj Kumar."
"The violence between The people present in Bihar Public Party's leader
Naveen Kumar's Aashirwad Yatra,"
"and MLA Dilshan Mirza's supporters have spread
to other parts in the state."
"16 people have lost their lives in this violence so far,"
"and 34 are mortally wounded."
"MLA Dilshad Mirza has been booked under,"
"sparking violence and criminal conspiracy."
"According to the Police commissioner's statement,"
"the situation in the state is still delicate,
but under control."
Aren't you guys ashamed?
You guys are tall and burly-looking people,
and yet the media is saying that the situation is under control.
Just give us an hour.
If we don't get the situation out of control,
Then I'll shave my moustache with your pee
Bravo.
Who shot Tarkeshwarji?
What happened?
Why did you stop?
Come on.
I've been polishing this stick with mustard oil for decades.
Let me introduce you assholes to my friend.
Your mother must be fasting at home,
for the long life of her son.
So her son could become a doctor or an engineer.
But her bloody son has set out to set shops and homes on fire,
on Naveen Kumar's call.
Have you ever built a house yourself?
Go ask your father the effort it takes.
It beats the crap out of you.
Come ahead.
Do you dare?
Don't worry.
This is just a minor wound.
These are minor injuries, children. I'll be fine soon.
Everything is okay.
Surya.
Ask your father...
why is he after my life.
I know he's angry with me.
But has he thought about you guys,
or is he angry with you guys as well?
Leaping into the fire.
Wants to step in Mahatma Gandhi's shoes.
Ask him...
what if something had happened to him?
Son, when the state's chief minister fails,
and is unable to stop the violence.
Then someone has to step into Mahatma Gandhi's shoes.
As for the question of my loss,
your mother has done plenty.
Brother-in-law.
Sister cooked your favourite stuffed vegetables.
Leave it.
Today your sister will feed me,
tomorrow she will send me off to jail.
And then she will say,
I need the court's permission for home cooked meals.
I've stopped eating home cooked food.
Bheema Bharti said to the crowd,
you cannot start a riot here as long as I am here.
Administration inactive, Bheema active.
Bheema Bharti chases away the rioters,
gets injured in a bomb blast.
Bheema Bharti is back from cold,
rises like a 'phonix' in Bihar politics.
What happened?
You said something wrong in English.
What did I say wrong?
Only if I knew English that well
Do you know,
I've all the news clippings since your first elections.
No one can write your autobiography,
without consulting me.
I haven't done anything to deserve an autobiography yet.
I've a long way to go.
Subodh Kumar.
Yes, madam.
Repeat the oath of the uniform.
Yes?
Repeat the police oath.
I swear that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance,
to India and the Constitution,
as by law established.
that I will uphold the sovereignty and integrity of India,
and that I will carry out the duties of my office,
loyally, honestly, and with impartiality."
So tell me, Subodh Kumar,
when I had instructed you to change the route of the procession,
then why didn't you carry out the orders?
Madam, I carried out my duty.
I personally told Naveen Kumar your orders.
But he didn't listen.
I didn't arrest him at that time,
with the fear of sparking any violence.
But I was keeping a watch.
How were you keeping a watch?
By walking barefoot with him?
Then how were you any different from Baba's followers?
For a policeman, his duty is his biggest religion.
But you were busy bowing at the feet of Machan Baba.
- Sorry, madam, I... - Hey!
If I wasn't being held back by the prestige and honour of my post,
then I would have taught you a lesson.
If you didn't stay true to your oath,
then you have no right to remain in this post.
Take off your stars, your belt, cap, everything!
What are you looking around for? Do it now?
Listen to me carefully.
If the violence doesn't stop in the next 24 hours,
then I'll strip the uniform of each and everyone on.
Now leave, come on.
Go on. Do I have to give you it in writing now?
Leave!
DGP sir.
Yes, madam.
I want to find out,
who fired the first shot at Tarkeshwarji.
Investigate the violence properly.
I want a report in a week.
Okay, madam.
The momentum is great.
Patna, Gaya, Muzzafarpur, Bhagalpur.
Almost 40 per cent of people everywhere,
want to see you as the next CM of Bihar.
Good. Good.
It's working.
Let's start the second round of the procession soon.
Yes.
Hello.
How is Tarkeshwar doing?
Well, he's better now.
He'll be back home in a couple of days.
He has only one regret
that his news has shifted to page 6,
since Bheema Bharti's Siwan incident.
Don't worry, we'll be soon on the front page.
I wanted to show you a few names.
Hello.
What happened? What are you doing in the party office?
Looking at the matter, I had to come down myself.
Do you remember anything?
Or did you forget everything in the name of politics?
What did I do this time?
Oh yes.
Good you came down here. Let's go to the airport from here.
I am coming back from the airport
and have also brought your son along.
Shaun.
See.
Welcome. Welcome. Welcome.
- Hi, dad. - Give me a hug
Sorry, I forgot to come to the airport.
It's okay, dad. I understand.
I was watching the news.
You're quite busy these days.
See...has become an Englishman!
Touch man feet.
He's my son Shaun.
- That's Kalpana. - Hello. Pleasure to meet you.
He's studying international studies at JNU.
Calls us old-fashioned.
We had named him Shravan Kumar with a lot of love.
But he gulped a couple of letters, and became Shaun.
Dad, she is Zehra.
Zehra, dad.
Hello, sir. A pleasure to meet you.
Hello. Nice to meet you.
Shaun told us about you.
Iran, right?
No, sir, I am Turkish.
Yes, sorry.
Turkey. Istanbul, right?
Shall we? Let's go.
I'll walk with you.
Come on.
- This seems okay. - Yes.
Keep your focus on the MLAs.
We haven't won the battle yet. And everyone starts promotional work.
I don't want any carelessness.
Understood.
Hello, sir.
Hello, Mishra, what brings you here?
Sir, your arrest orders have been issued.
Wait a minute.
You'll have to come with us now.
What rude behaviour is this?
Show us the order.
"Wisdom is lost, when end is near"
Don't worry, go home.
I'll be back in a couple of days.
- Let's go. - Wait a minute, sir.
You cannot take him like this.
What do you mean?
Handcuff him.
There is no need for that, madam.
It's Naveen sir.
Then forget about his arrest.
We'll gather a crowd here so huge,
that you'll have to bring the army to arrest him.
Handcuff him or do I give the word?
- Naveen Kumar! - Long live...
This is going to be on the front page tomorrow.
- Naveen Kumar! - Long live...
Any update on Dilshad Mirza?
Sir, I just joined yesterday
The police are still investigating. Will catch him soon
Don't you worry
The previous SP of Siwan,
what was his name?
Subodh Kumar, sir.
Why was he suspended?
Well, sir, what can I say?
The CM thought he didn't carry out his duties properly...
So, I guess...
And your name?
Manzoor Khan, sir.
Rani Bharti has finally learned the ropes of politics.
Sorry sir, I don't follow.
The centre has sent an investigation committee to Bihar,
under the leadership of ex-governor Govardhan Das,
to investigate the violence in Siwan,
and crumbing law and order in the state.
Sir, what is your motive behind forming this investigation committee?
After the application of the Verma commission,
the condition of law and order seems pretty delicate.
The violence in Siwan and other areas are also a reasons to worry.
that is why the Home Ministry has sent me here.
Can it be said that the central government has lost faith,
in Bihar government on this particular matter.
It's being said that the central government,
didn't take CM Rani Bharti in confidence before sending you here.
Why are you hellbent on making a mountain out of a mole?
This is a routine investigation.
The central government often sends such investigative commissions.
We didn't come here to form hurdles in the state government's proceedings,
we're here to offer them a helping hand.
Bihar needs a sigh of relief.
Sir, sir...
It was terrible to hear about Mukhyaji's demise.
But I couldn't attend his funeral.
Politics is a cruel thing.
I couldn't meet him properly when he was alive,
nor could I properly express my grief on his demise.
These words mean nothing, Your Excellency.
You guys turned your back on Mukhya ji when he needed you.
You couldn't bail him out or pay for his treatment.
underground politics has its advantages and disadvantages Kunwar.
In fact, I'd say disadvantages are more.
So, I'd like to advise you to come overground.
Machan baba did send me a message.
He said I should leave violence and enter active politics.
He said you and Naveen will support me.
If it's support you want, Kunwar,
then you must support too.
I am a simple man, Your Excellency.
I'll understand better if you're straight with me.
Find Dilshad Mirza.
Find out where he is hiding.
And as soon as you do, kill him.
Can you do that?
It's a big job, Your Excellency,
I'll be expecting a big fee.
Even I've risen far beyond little things, Kunwar Singh.
Believe me...
it will be big.
Did you see today's breaking news?
Your favourite 'Mr. Excellency' is back in Patna.
If Govardhan fails to become the governor in a couple of months,
then he is sure to die.
Fine, but what do we do for now?
Coming to Patna as the chief of the investigation committee is an excuse.
He is actually here to bother you.
When I ran for the student elections at the university,
my supporters made a slogan.
Rats will make a ruckus,
and Bheema will wage war.
Greetings, brother-in-law.
He's been coming here very frequently.
Greetings, brother-in-law.
I made some 'Khoa' from milk.
I heard it's your favourite.
Did you come to deliver just 'Khoa' or is it something else?
Be clear, brother-in-law.
Otherwise today its 'Khao'
next, it will be curd, then sweetmeat.
You'll always look for an excuse to come here.
Come to the point.
I need a job, brother-in-law.
Then tell your sister.
Verma Commission has been implemented as well.
She will get you a job.
Sister tells me to take an exam
even for a peon's job in the secretariat.
Will I write exams now?
I don't want any of that. I want your job.
What job am I giving, Mr. Mishra?
MLA.
Make me an MLA too, brother-in-law.
You are too young, brother-in-law.
Grow up first.
In our village the youngsters have always outdone the elders
So let's not underestimate.
Try me out first.
I will do anything you say.
You'll do anything I'll say.
Just name it.
It's been ages since I've properly met my kids.
I have to tip toe round them in from of Rani
I want to meet them properly.
Can you do that?
100 per cent.
But your sister shouldn't catch a whiff of it...
She won't, brother-in-law.
- Brother Prem! - Long live...
- For brother Prem's sake... - Empty the highways!
You head to my house no sooner you get your bail..
Have you lost your way?
I always choose the right way, Gauri babu.
Good.
But the destination fucks me up every time.
I heard Bheema made you wash his underwear in jail.
Stop rubbing salt on my wound, Gauri babu.
I am confused myself.
I don't know whether to keep supporting Bheema,
or to join Naveen again.
On the one end is a bear,
and on the other is an elephant.
Go back to Bheema.
When Bheema takes something,
he also gives in exchange.
But Naveen only knows how to take.
And anyway, the condition in his party is,
one bone and dozens of dogs.
But Bheema also uses and dumps.
Do you know, I bailed myself out.
I would be still rotting in jail if I had depended on him.
If you want to go places in politics,
then learn to be useful, Prem Kumar.
Useful?
Then Rani Bharti will be the right choice.
Don't even let her get a glimpse of you.
Otherwise, she will get you arrested under a new charge.
That illiterate doesn't rest easy,
until she hasn't sent someone to jail.
And since the Verma Commission has been implemented,
her confidence is on the next level.
No, no.
You just said...
If you want to go places in politics,
then learn to be useful, Prem Kumar.
Then I've something that can make me,
very useful to Rani Bharti.
- What is it? - I'll show you.
Just a second.
See...
Will this be useful to madam?
Tell me.
This is very useful, buddy.
Even though you were in jail,
you never stopped being a scoundrel.
That's why they call you 'Prem the Scoundrel'
At least you don't call me that.
See.
So many sweetmeats.
Wow. I love it.
Do not touch or I'll tell mom.
Leave it. Leave it, Jai.
Sister, may I ask you a question?
Yes, go ahead.
Give it back.
Sister, please.
Give me as well.
When brother-in-law doesn't live with you,
doesn't talk to you.
Give it back.
Then why are you fasting for his long life?
If the husband forgets all shame,
should I forget my duties as well?
He has brought distance between us by bring the political tiff home.
But I'll still carry out my duty,
whether he shows up or not.
Mom. Is papa coming home?
Only your father knows that.
Papa is coming? When?
Shall I call papa?
Yes, go ahead.
- Wow, come on. - Hurry up.
Keerti, see who is calling.
It was some party worker.
You have handed out your number to everyone in Bihar for no reason!
Ohh...
you look gorgeous today.
Anything special?
Can't say about you,
but it's the most important day of the year for me.
It's 'Teej' today.
I am fasting for you.
Keerti, I've often told you clearly,
I cannot give you the status of wife.
Don't do these things.
I don't crave the position of your wife.
But will it be wrong to expect,
you to love me as a wife?
Protect us.
Protect me and my family.
Bless everyone with Your grace.
Rani dear, Prem Kumar is here.
That scoundrel is out of jail?
Tell him to sit, I'll be there.
Okay.
Lord, protect me and my family.
Who is this woman?
Keerti Singh, madam.
Party worker.
She wants to run for the elections as a candidate.
She was doing rounds for a while for the ticket,
and one day Baitha ji brought her to jail to introduce her to Saheb.
rest of the story is in these pictures.
And how did you get your hands on these?
Look, madam.
I don't want to get involved in your personal problems.
But I came here anyway,
Because everyone knows irrespective of what you did,
no one's as dutiful a wife as you are.
I just wanted you to know the truth.
I have no other interest.
And how can I believe,
that this is exactly as you say it is?
This could be one of your conspiracies.
It would've been better for you madam
if this was a conspiracy by me.
Don't stick your head in the sand,
and ignore the truth.
Face it.
And if you still don't believe me,
then Bheema's new residence is just three kilometers away.
Go see it for yourself.
Saheb.
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
He has forgotten me,
let go of my hand.
I've lost the reason to live.
O, friend.
It wasn't easy to weave this dream...
It wasn't easy to weave this dream,
There is only darkness before me now
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
"I wish he would leave everything behind and come back."
Take me in his arms and hold me.
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
What was mine sin,
for I've lost everything.
What was mine crime,
for I've lost everything.
You knew I am an unlucky illiterate soul.
O, friend.
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
He has forgotten me,
let go of my hand.
I've lost the reason to live.
O, friend.
"I wish he would leave everything behind and come back."
Take me in his arms and hold me.
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
What was mine sin,
for I've lost everything.
What was mine sin,
for I've lost everything.
You knew I am,
an unlucky illiterate soul.
O, friend.
My vermillion has been erased,
darkness before my eyes.
My beloved has betrayed me.
O, friend.
He has forgotten me,
let go of my hand.
I've lost the reason to live.
O, friend.