Sardaar Gabbar Singh Page #3

Oh, I am old!

I picked up from the street and made..

..a police to you, and now you guys kidding me.

Take this, you got a promotion as a C. I..

..and transferred to Ratanpur, go there.

Sir, in life you don't allow us to settle..

..at least let us settle in the City.

You are settled in now.

Settled does not mean the salary.

I need a divisive, who can share my happiness and griefs.

I don't want to see only the Rowdy's face, must be a girl in my life.

Very good! Maybe your wish come true in Ratanpur.

Look there, there's a friend of mine named Hari Narayan.

He has a daughter? -He has a problem.

Shut up.

There is need of a strong C.I., then I remembered you.

Take this trail with you.

Why me, sir? I'm not free like him.

Are you a great archer?

Both were sent to the training of S.I. but, you came back as constable.

Get out from here. -No.

You have to go.

-I will not go... ...Have to go.

Hey the train which came after us also gone.

I come here as a C.I., but there is no garland, no vehicle for picking us.

Hey Sambha! -You wait.

How will we go?

Oh ho, 1 second, Mr. Gandh Lal...!

Hello sir! My name is Nand Lal.

Naturally, I am helping in nature.

Okay. -Full positive.

If you would come into my car, my pride will increase slightly.

So now we'll have wine every night.

We are now bottle friends.

Where is your car?

My car is there. -That one?

Yes.

Why so many horses are here?

After the king's horses there are so many customers for Ratanpur's horses.

Ok. -These also exports in abroad.

You have again come back...

...what a discipline.

These people are standing sincerely, despite the gate is opened!

This is a good discipline..

They are standing here not because the train is coming...

Bhairav Singh's trucks are coming.

Oh No! -Oh brother, carefully.

Good Morning Sir, myself Pratap.

Let's go, you too.

Okay then, see you.

Sure sir.

Sorry sir, got late.

Despite the bypass road, these people take their trucks from this side,

So they can take more rounds.

The mining, you see, all of Bhairav Singh.

In a day from here to port thousands of trucks come and go.

And not only that, it was a village Laxmapur.

Bhairav Singh had ravaged this village for mining.

Okay! It was a village. -Yes, sir.

A few years ago the people were farming here.

We have entered into palace service gate.

Sir, this is Kotwal bungalow, you will stay here, sir.

Hey Sambha, sir were talking about problem.

But this is a heaven.

Bungalow to stay, Car for roaming and horse for riding,

Quickly find a relationship for me, will get settled here.

Is it possible? -Yes, yes could be possible. -Silent!

Who is this crime master?

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