Raazi Page #4

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The future is uncertain

The past already inscribed

Throw your heart in the game

If the heart is inclined

Throw your heart in the game

If the heart...

If the heart...

If the heart is inclined...

27 seconds...

In spite of all the instructions...

...you must learn to depend on yourself.

Trust your gut...

Your instincts will guide you.

May I ask you a question again?

Do you think I will be able do this?

I am certain of it.

Can I ask you a question?

Why did you agree to do this?

You were studying in college.

You must have had some plans for your future.

your own dreams...

My father and his father...

who fought in our freedom struggle...

I had asked him once...

Why did you take those beatings?

Spend all those months in jail?

He replied with a smile...

There is no ME before the nation.

I am the nation.

I am India.

His blood runs through my veins too...

I am my father's beloved

but bid me farewell now dear brother...

I am my father's beloved

but bid me farewell now dear brother...

I am my father's beloved...

You held my hand

As I took my first steps

This threshold is high

Help me cross over

I am your Princess dear Father.

The core of your heart

Across this threshold again, help me cross over...

Don't look back dear girl...

Dear one... Don't look back...

Don't look back dear girl...

Dear one... Don't look back...

Fields once uprooted

cannot be reaped again

Daughters once married

don't turn back again

Fields once uprooted

cannot be reaped again

Daughters once married

don't turn back again

If this is farewell

If this is where we part

This threshold of pain,

Help me over it again...

I am your Princess dear Father

The core of your heart

Across this threshold again, help me cross over

My dear girl!

The frozen hills will melt again

My dear girl!

The barren fields will ripen again

My prayers will follow...

...each step you take...

My prayers will follow you...

I am your Princess dear Father

The core of your heart

Across this threshold again, help me cross over

Don't look back dear girl...

Dear one... Don't look back...

Don't look back dear girl...

Dear one... Don't look back...

Sorry.

Please wait.

Welcome!

Wasim

Ismail

And Abdul...

He's the oldest member of our staff.

He has practically raised Iqbal.

Congratulations, Sir.

Come.

Sehmat...

Your new home, your new family...

...and your new country Pakistan, welcomes you.

May Allah bless you.

Iqbal. - Yes.

Take her upstairs please.

Go on my child.

Where are you going?

I'll be right here on the sofa.

I'll close this door, for your privacy.

I know our fathers made this match...

...but, we must get to know each other, for ourselves.

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