Kaafila

The caravan was like many others

going abroad over the years.

The year was 2000

and this time there was an

accountant from gujrat, jesh patel

and a youngster from mumbai, robin.

They both think that their

dreams can only come true

only be by going abroad.

The third was rajnam

vankateshvaram from tamil nadu.

He was trying to end his days of poverty

by earning abroad.

The only son of calcutta's

professor probheer chatterji

took away all his retirement money.

And now he has to earn

for his daughters' wedding.

So on his friend's invitation,

he proceeded abroad to teach.

Delhi's vishal saxena.

Like thousands of other

young men of the country,

doesn't want to do anything living here

but is ready to do anything abroad.

Haryana's makhan singh

also joined them thinking

that is the chief's sons can go

and earn abroad, why can't he?

And an uncle and nephew

from u.p., banwari and prem,

who like everyone else see

solutions of their problems abroad.

Ardaman from punjab

had the same thinking,

just like rajhastan's deepuji

rathore who couldn't find

his future among the crags

and even he saw his dream

heaven across the seven seas.

Punjab's gurtej.

Educated but unemployed.

Like others, he too put everything

at risk and proceeded abroad.

Jammu's aman sahidev was weird.

He wanted not to gain by

going abroad, but lose.

Himself and his memories.

And the third passenger

from punjab was santok singh.

He needed money for treatment

of his son's funnel chest disease.

That is why he is also ready to go abroad.

By any route. At any price.

Hey santok! What happened?

What is after you?

- The plane!

- The plane is after him?

- I can't see it.

- I for india.

Airplane! Airplane!

Come on guddu, hurry up.

How can you just take

away the kid from school?

'J' forjahaz (airplane).

Hey guddu! Airplane!

What happened?

What happened?

Don'tjust laugh. Tell me something.

I am asking you what the matter is.

- I got the visa.

- What?

I got the visa. I got the visa!

- He got the visa. He will go abroad.

- Yes, he will.

- Brother got the visa.

- Yes, yes.

Now we will arrange a grand wedding

ceremony for you. Right, father?

Panjiri. It is good

for the mind and health.

Eat it yourself in england.

Don't offer it to others.

I will eat it alone after

going to england, mother.

Never leave your uncle's hand,

son. No matter what happens.

- You two are our only hope.

- Son, take care of yourself.

Bhayya, why are you being so sad?

Once we get to england,

we will pay off all debts.

The house and lands,

everything will be free.

Stop! Stop!

Now our dreams will come true too

tomorrow you people

will arrive in russia.

And there pakistan's

rasheed bhai will meet you.

He will further explain

everything to you.

Just two days stay there

and then to england.

Mr. Makhan singh,

the plane has left us and

gone. You leave it too.

Just look at these girls!

- We don't have such beauty in my village.

- Get a hold on yourself, village people.

Come on, come on. Get in.

- You are rasheed, right?

- No. I am clinton.

Who else would have come to receive you?

Now get in the bus.

These three are from pakistan.

They will live with you.

- Greetings.

- Greetings.

- Everything is alright?

- Yes.

Come on in, friends. This is your home.

Light the fire when you feel cold.

And here is a three

storey bed for sleeping

the bathroom is right across.

Don't relieve yourselves elsewhere.

This is the room heater. The kitchen is

right there. Eat whatever you can cook.

The journey ahead for uk

will start after five days.

Hey! Why after five days? We

were told two days in delhi.

You want to go back? Is there

anyone else who wants to go with him?

- Not me.

- Shut up.

- After five days!

- Yes. Five days.

- What he say?

- After five days.

Five days!

Have you lost your mind? If you get

caught everyone of you will go to jail.

We are not free right now either!

We have been dying of hunger in

that room of yours for five months!

And hunger can compel a person

to commit murder too, mr. Rasheed.

Don't gawk at me like this! Those people

are in even worse condition than me.

And they can do anything!

What happened, brother? Gurtej?

He is not back with food!

He will come! He will come!

Shut up, nadari!

Everyone here is miserable and

you are talking like animals!

If you utter one more

word, i will beat you up!

Quiet, old man!

I wonder where gurtej is.

He went to get food.

Oh brother, i am afraid he

might have got in trouble.

If so, he will be picked up by

the police and lead them here.

How much more will we deal with?

The police? The agents? Who?

This is empty too.

Now there is nothing to eat at all.

You desi! You should be ashamed!

There is nothing to eat here

and you are hiding you panjiri!

Aman bhai, talk some sense into him.

What is there to talk about?

I will not give any of it.

I promised my mother i will only

eat it when i get to england.

Okay. Do one thing.

Put your panjiri in a glass

box and send it to the museum.

And label it saying this is the

panjiri for which we all died of hunger.

Nothing will happen, boy.

He will take care of everything.

That is all hearsay, mr. Santok singh.

The one above will remain uninterested

and days will continue to pass by.

The doctor gave you one year

time for your child's operation.

- Six months have already passed.

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