Synopsis: In early twentieth-century British India, the Pindari leader Prithvi Singh narrates his story to a reporter from the London Times - a story of betrayal and deceit at the hands of the British and Madhavgarh's Raja Gyanendra Singh, which led to the massacre of 4500 Pindaris.
Director(s): Anil Sharma
Production: Eros Entertainment
169 min

This story belongs to the

fearless Pindaris (warriors)...

...whose saga of

bravery was not considered... a part of

history by the British.

But they could not stop

them from becoming a legend.

"The wind carries the messages."

"The wind carries the messages."

"Don"t write your

messages on the leaves."

"Don"t write your

messages on the leaves."

"When these messages

reach foreign land...

"...they"ll cause only grief."

"When these messages

reach foreign land...

"...they"ll cause only grief."


All passengers travelling to Madhavgarh,

Shyamgarh, Ratanpur...

please get down here.

All passengers travelling to Madhavgarh,

Shyamgarh, Ratanpur...

please get down here.

All passengers travelling to Madhavgarh,

Shyamgarh, Ratanpur...

please get down here.

"Justice. Fraternity. Equality."

"That"s why the sun never

sets on the British Empire."

Are you from London Times?

- Yes, London Times.

Ram Singh, you"ve been with king

Prithvi Singh for a long time. - Yes.

Tell me something.

At a time when the entire

country is following Gandhi...

Everyone talks about non-violence...

...but Your Highness Prithvi Singh... preaching violence.


And why does he hate us so much?

Why doesn"t he have

faith in the British Empire?


Faith leads to betrayal.

"Year 1862, when Chandangarh

attacked Madhavgarh."

Hail the prince.

We can"t wait any longer.

Chandangarh"s army is

overpowering our army.

Order the reserve troops

to march forward.

It"s not necessary that wars

are always won with might.

They"ll be here soon.

You"re putting the lives of your troops

at stake for those Pindaris

They must be drunk with their local brew...

...and must be wading in a pile of muck.

Though you know that Pindaris...

...are men of their word,

you still do not believe that they...

These inebriated Pindaris might be...

...loudmouths and uncivilised.

But once they are astride their

horses wielding their swords...

Now, the reserve force

will be useful to us.

Chief. The crown prince has invited you

for a drink to celebrate the victory.

The chief of Pindaris Hyder Ali...

...only drinks with the kings.


- Yes, Chief.


Magan, Chaman.

- Yes, Chief.

Naunihal. - Yes, Chief.

- Bhairav. - Yes.

All of you go along with him.

And get our lands back from him.

- Come on

Victory be to Guru"s Khalsa.


- Calm down.

It needs to be dealt with calmly.

Didn"t Hyder Ali come along?

Prince, even your

father king Sangram Singh...

...wouldn"t address Pindari

chief Hyder Ali by just his name.

Save your attitude for the enemies.

At the moment, I want to

conquer the entire province.

Of course. But we made a

pact only for this battle.

And, in return, you

...return us our lands.

- I surely will.

But first, let me

introduce you to my friends.

Your father said that the British...

...are in favour of Chandangarh.

Prithvi. Prithvi. Prithvi.

This is politics,

and it"s beyond your knowledge.

You just enjoy the English liquor.

Bring it forth.

We drink only the

blood of these British.

What era are you living in, Prithvi?

We should only befriend the rulers of

half the world

...and not take up enmities.


- Naunihal!

Are you done?

Return us our lands,

and get lost from here.

Land? Where do you want your lands?


Do you want it there? There?


Or below the stairs of our palace?

Where you"ll always get

to witness my progress...

...even after you"re dead.

And as far as your

companions are concerned...

Take a look.


Prithvi, we"ll deal with them later.

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