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Sheikh Mohammad Habibul Hussain. Sheikh Hussain, under Case No. 210/2012 of the Mumbai Sessions Court you are found guilty. Your mercy petition was sent to Hon'ble President Animesh Chatterjee. You are being informed that the Hon'ble President has repudiated your mercy petition. You are sentenced to be hanged to death on 12th October at 4 am. Jihad is our law! Jihad is our path! Two weeks later Jihad is our goal! Sacrificing our lives for jihad is our biggest goal! 'RAKTABEEJ' (SEEDS OF BLOOD) P

ulu? Yes, tell me... Have you woken up? Hmm. Thought I'll call... She who'd wake you up is no more. I was wondering if you'd wake up in time for the Mahalaya. I had set an alarm. Did you freshen up? Yes. Alright. Surrounded by 9 crore accomplices, I pray Maa Jagadeshwari blesses me... At the holy dawn in 'Ashwin', the rays of sun break into a sweet sound. Sir! Sir! You have a phone call. Sir, take the call please. Here, sir. Hello? What! Khoyragarh? Okay. Who was it, sir? Damn, trouble everywher

e. Spoiled the auspicious Mahalaya day! Buggers! Come on, let's go! Sir... Come on! Cap? Sir, may I suggest something? Go on. Sir... Khoyragarh, Mamunpur and Shibpur. We must raid these areas. Or these Raktabeej demons will ruin our lives! Bugger! It's Raktabeej, not dengue mosquitoes. Idiot. Have you read Raktabeej's story? No, sir. No, sir. Please tell us on the way. Yes, be my guest! I do all the work, even entertain you, while you all sit and wag your tails. Seriously want to listen? Yes, si

r. Raktabeej was the commander of Sumbha & Nisumbha. Lord Maheshwar gave a cracker of a boon to the demon. Each blood drop from the demon's body would birth another one! And things went south! Sumbha & Nisumbha started fighting Goddess Kaushiki. The Goddess kept wounding Raktabeej and more of him birthed from his blood drops! So, Goddess Kaushiki called Maa Kali! And that's it! Goddess Kaushiki kept wounding the demon, and Maa Kali kept drinking his blood! Over and over again! Like the Messi-Ney

mar duo! It's SP madam calling... Maybe you're getting promoted! Doubt it... Hello, good morning, madam-sir. Nityananda babu, where exactly are you? There was a blast at a firecracker unit in Khoyragarh. Headed there, madam. Report to me from the place of occurrence. Keep the site virgin if necessary. And handle it if there's involvement of the ruling... It's festive season. Crackers are a cottage industry here. I'll send additional force to the spot. And I want an update at the earliest. Unders

tood? Huh? Additional force? Which bugger gave the news to the SP before me? Khoyragarh - 6 Km Where did the blast happen? That house. Is that so? Yes. Open the gate. Open it. Open it. Come, sir. Let's go. Oh, bugger! Anyone home? Who's there? Open the door! Was there a blast? Firecrackers. Nothing serious. We'll decide that. The place is fuming! It's nothing. Come on, open up! What are you doing! Sir, move back. How dare you stop us! You cannot come in! There was a blast! No. You can't come in!

Let us in, damn it! Hey! There are women inside. Try and I'll slit your throats! Put the weapon away! Put it away! You're not going in! There are women inside! Hey, stop it! This won't end well! Careful, you! I'll kill all of you! Sir, fire! Get her! Firecracker or just eyewash? Oh bugger! Panchami Madam, 3 names have emerged from 4 days of CID investigation: Osman Gazi, Munir Alam & Qader Siddiqui. We searched parts of Murshidabad, Burdwan, Nadia & Kolkata as their probable shelters. Firearms

& ammunitions were found. Adil Sheikh & Imtiaz Hussain - those dead and injured in the blast; we found proof of their regular contact with GSM. But the Home Ministry informed me this morning, they've assigned the Special Central Investigation Agency on the case. In fact, their team... has already landed here. They've started work. IG Pankaj Sinha is leading the central team. Officer Sinha is an IPS from the 2002 batch. He was extraordinarily successful in the Ahmedabad blast case. Madam, we have

a few leads. Please give us time... The Home Ministry doesn't want to risk it. Puja starts tomorrow. One incident and the casualty will be unthinkable. Officer, the actual owners of that house in Khoyragarh are Adil Sheikh & Imtiaz Hussain, right? Madam, 3 years ago, they rented it from Sheikh Abedin. Bought it and built the 1st floor later. Since the blast Sheikh Abedin & his brother, Asgar Ali, are absconding. A typical Bengali morning run to the fish market! Where's Abedin? I don't know. Whe

re is Abedin? Brother has gone to Ajmer Sharif. Ajmer Sharif? Good. Fine, then Asgar saab... breakfast at your place? Been a long run, eh? We got a lead this morning. Local police is after Asgar. But have they caught him yet? I mean... See carefully. Haven't seen? Go! Go, go! Like every year, Animesh da is coming home for Puja. This is his first homecoming since he became the President. His house is just a few kilometres from the blast site. Animesh da doesn't prefer a lot of security. His safet

y is a serious concern. Right, madam. I'm saying the truth, sir. We needed money for my sister's marriage. My brother sold off all his properties. I'm not lying. Hmm... Since there's no evidence, no use talking today, Asgar saab. Let your brother return. We will meet again. I've to receive Animesh da from the airport. He'll be going to Mirpur via Kolkata. The central team will keep the President's security team informed. And... Sanjukta, your team will be with them. They've sent the requisition.

All the best. Thank you, madam. Jai Hind. Shh! Don't bleat. Or they'll take you away. They'll sacrifice you. Pulu! You're hiding here with Kali? Just you wait! No! He won't go! They will kill him! They won't. I'm there to save him. No, no, no. He's mine. Nothing will happen. No! No! Give him to me. Jihad is our law! Jihad is our path! Jihad is our goal! Sacrificing our lives for jihad is our biggest goal! What happened? Must be a goat, sir. They leave them free here. Riding a bull Lord Shiva bl

ew His 'singa'. At the call of His 'singa' the 'dhak' played on earth. Riding a bull Lord Shiva blew His 'singa'. At the call of His 'singa' the 'dhak' played on earth. Along with Lord Shiva, Kartik, Ganesh, Lakshmi & Saraswati, The Goddess visits Her father's house in autumn. Hail! Goddess Gouri is here. Come see! Come Nintu. Goddess Gouri is here. Come see! The supreme Goddess' arrival has lit up the world. Goddess Gouri is here. Come see! Nishi, come here. The Goddess, riding Her lion, holdin

g demon Asura's head... Strangles him with the holy snake, stabs him with a trident. Uncles & aunts! The Goddess' beauty is so divine! Thakuma. Thinking of not giving you. Goddess Gouri is here. Come see! Goddess Gouri is here. Come see! Madam, they sent news from his house. Master is here. He's already come and you're not done yet! Mala, hurry up. Jamini, seems you'll be making the sweets through the night! Samaresh babu, have the idol's hair and weapons arrived from Zakir? Yes, madam. Zakir sa

id, he'll himself go and decorate the Mother. Well, then. Come on, make haste! Following the Dilliwallahs around? No, madam-sir. Who gives you promotion? It's the state. Who gives transfer orders? The state. And Delhi? What, madam-sir? They'll add cheese to our phuchkas, call them cheese golgappas and score a goal! Hindiwallahs are a 'cheez'! I don't touch cheese, madam-sir! Yes, Maa. How long did it take to reach? Took me three and a half hours. Cooked crabs. You'll eat? What? What! You've cook

ed crabs again? Don't eat spicy food before the Puja, Maa! Okay, bye. Sir. Cheese sandwich? No sir, thank you. Thank you, sir. Greetings, sir. I am Nityananda Patitundi. Sir. I'm the OC. The first to reach Khoyragarh. My area. Everyone there is a firecracker maker. Too many blasts there. Hmm, I understand. Have it. You're a Bengali, sir? Pankaj Singha. Ah. But madam said... Madam? Sanjukta Mitra, sir. Welcome to the team, officer Sanyukta. Sanjukta, sir. The CID has given us a handover. To keep

the house secluded, Adil Sheikh & Imtiaz Hussain bought off all the lands, property, ponds around it. Find the workers who constructed its 1st floor. So much has happened... But it's very strange... Patitundi babu... the local police didn't suspect anything? Anyway, any update on Abedin? No... You spoke to his elder brother today. Yes, officer Sanyukta. The local police was right there. Sanjukta, sir. Yes, you're right. But probably, a step behind. Hmm. Asif, what's the forensics saying? Sir, th

e IEDs they were making; GSM members across the border usually use them. For now, it seems they were making arms & explosive devices to export across the border. But Osman Gazi, Qader Siddiqui & Munir Alam... All 3 have very strong GSM connection. All this effort just to export terror? Moreover... just before Durga Puja? Pandal explosion? Hmm. Possible. But the amount of explosives recovered could wreck 50 pandals. We must be very careful. Remember, the Hon'ble President's home is just a few kil

ometres from the epicentre of explosion. Especially, the local police. After Hussain's execution, the terrorist group officially stated they'll take revenge. Sir, Bomb Detection & Disposal Squad shall stay ready. Hmm. Good. Officer Sanyukta, details of the Hon'ble President's immediate & extended family? Sanjukta, sir. I do have it. Thanks to Nityananda babu. Good. Let's start? Right, sir. Please. Gouri Devi. Elder sister of the Hon'ble President. Get the meal boxes, will you? 75 years old. Wido

wed. Her children stay abroad. Fell down in the bathroom 2 years ago. On wheelchair ever since. Is the 'dal' too soupy? Jamini Haldar. Widowed. Around 30 years of age. Been in this house for about a year. Cooks, cleans, does it all. When Gouri Devi's caregiver, Mala, took leave, she joined. Gouri Devi kept her here. No, it's absolutely okay. That's how your President likes it. Ok, so Jamini didi will go to Delhi. To cook young grandpa's, I mean our President's special 'dal'. We too shall go! Tha

kuma, see if we're reciting it the way you showed? Sure. You, the oblation to Gods and holy ancestors... You are the essence of roaring sacrificial exclamation... You are the holy nectar, the very essence of A-U-M... You are the call of 'Omkar'. A call beyond pronunciation... You are the divine Savitri. The Supreme Mother! Very good! Potol (gourd) Shaw & Begun (eggplant) Shaw. 12 or 13 years of age. Twin sons of Gouri Devi's old gardener, Bijan Shaw. Since Bijan Shaw died 7 years ago, Gouri Devi

has been raising them. If there were more siblings, they'd be named after veggies as well. Nakul, what's your son's nickname? Laddu (sweetmeat), sir. Prefer Delhi's 'laddus' over Bengal's vegetables? Kanak Naskar. Around 50 years old. Cook-cum-matron of the house. Could've told me to cook. I did offer to. Open it. Pulu loves poppy seeds. Can't give him potatoes. Nor cook onions from Sashthi. It's the only day he eats to his liking in the entire year. Shouldn't I cook for him at least today? Bee

n working here... for about 10 years. What's this, Jamini di? You never make it for us. A diabetic dessert. Apple rabri. That's all the doctor allowed your young grandpa. Thakuma, that reporter has been waiting around. Hmm, Bhaskar. Will you talk to him? The same questions since Pulu became a minister, 30 years ago. I am tired of it... Here, take it! Pack it up. Hey Jamini, tell Nishi to deliver it. Why Nishi da? We will go. Yes, why not! No, you two are a menace! Nishi will go. Nishi. Nishikant

a Manna. Nephew of the old chauffeur, Samaresh babu. Around 27 years old. Got a job in Chennai, but soon returned. Samaresh babu got him a job here. Like a manager for Gouri Devi. Umm... Since how long? Around 2 years, sir. Seems the lady can't turn away anyone. Likes of her can't imagine bombs being made so close to the house. Bombs that can destroy an entire village. Take this. Where's the kid? Uh, Mala di, where is Nintu? Mala Mondal. Gouri Devi's caregiver. Around... 35 years old. Since Gour

i Devi was bed-ridden 2 years ago, Mala looks after her. Separated from her husband, she stays in the house with son Nintu. Nintu Mondal. 13-year-old son of Mala Mondal. Gouri Devi put him in a local school here. Hey... still drawing? Won't you go? What were you drawing? Why did you erase it? Show me? Come. And now, the last and oldest member of the house. Samaresh babu. Samaresh Das. Gouri Devi's chauffeur. Over 60 years old. Working here for over 40 years. All of them have ID proofs. A few mor

e, please? Oh, come on! Still need more, Bhaskar? Wait. Uh, Lord! Why do you need so many pics of an old lady? Finding me a groom again? That won't need so many pics. Just one would do. Oh, really? So, you must have questions? May I record it? Instructions? Just go on with it. Alright. Your brother is home after long. 1st time since he became the President. What will you tell him? Why should I tell you that? Hmm. What about Gouri Devi's children? Sir, they aren't coming this time. So... Let's no

w look into the Hon'ble President's house? Right, sir. Stop... It's food for young master. I mean, the President. Okay, but you can't go in now. Give me, I'll deliver it. But... Oh, you've arrived, Samaresh... Uh, Maya... Maya, come out. Take the food inside. Won't they let us in? Security protocol. You can't come in now. Let us set up the metal detector first. Amal Saha. Here since the Hon'ble President's father's era. He's like family now. Since the Hon'ble President is childless and is away a

ll year, all the responsibility of the house lies on Amal babu, his wife, Gayatri, and daughter Maya. Maya is 25. Unmarried. As far as we know, our President eats veg food on Tuesdays. And an apple every day, right? What else does he like? His favourite dishes? He likes everything I cook. Even when Saroma cooked... Yes, please? People say it's his first visit since becoming the President. Also his first visit since Saroma passed away... Favourite dish? Fish. What kind? All kinds. He's not fussy.

And poppy seeds. Is it? Oh, my! Won't need anything else if you serve him that. Loves it. Okay. None of them is involved in our primary investigation. But I want you to remember their names and faces. Asif, update on Amina & Husna Bibi? Sir, police haven't succeeded to make them talk. They're hardcore, sir. Maybe more dangerous than Jagira and Suchitra Mahato. Mother of little kids; lying! Sir, should I give it a try? Nails ripped off, will blurt their intestines out! Rectum? Won't be required,

sir. May I try, before the unique method is applied? Aunt cooked for you after long. Aha... No use staying quiet, Amina Bibi. How many explosions did you all plan? Speak up. So, you won't talk? Husna and you have been caught. Her husband is hospitalized, suffering 80% burns. Her babies are also here... When the blast happened... my husband was shuddering in pain, lying on the floor. He was charred. But I did not try to save him. Instead, I burnt the documents, burnt the mobile phones. My husban

d has gone to heaven, walking the path of jihad. Jihad? Know what it means? Struggle. The struggle to remove all evil and establish the good. Your right hand does something bad, right eye sees something bad, cut it off. Keep your body pious, that's jihad! The court will go easy on Husna. But you... If not a death sentence, at least life imprisonment. The babies are crying again. Husna will succumb sooner because of them. You won't speak up. What's the use? Let's talk to Husna. Husna won't say a

word! Not a word! Husna! Husna... Don't talk! The goal is bigger than human life! Husna... Husna, your kids are crying hopelessly, they are suffering. Talk and you can have them. What was your plan? Who was leading you? There was no plan. Give me my children. It's time for them to feed. Where did you plan to plant the blast? Is it revenge for Hussain? I don't know anything! Don't let her drink water, nor use the toilet. Don't give the kids until she talks. Sir. Even if they cry to death, thirsty

, hungry. Anything came out, sir? From the intestine? Not yet. Can we rip off their brows? What the hell are you saying! Ripping off their nails, brows, scrape their intestines... Boys. Sir. If you're a cop, I'm a mere mop. Not so brutal, officer Sanyukta! Sanjukta, sir. Well, everyone! Just note, Puja starts tomorrow. If they plan a disturbance, there might be a material movement tonight. We start search operations on the highway from tonight. And no matter what, gun is only for self-defense. Y

es, sir! And always remember: 'Don't be a dead man's hero'. Come on, check all of them! Has this car been checked? Yes, madam! Move ahead then! Do they have IDs? Move! Move it! Quick! Careful with the papers. Licence? Come on! Move! Check that side. Checked this vehicle? Yes. What about those? Check the boot of this car. Madam! Madam! Here! Boys, move! Careful, madam. Beware... Come on, check it! Search inside the vehicle! Careful! Oh my God! Brother, police have confiscated the gift to Mirpur..

. Okay. The fireworks will wait until Dashami. But it'll happen for sure. Haven't we been oppressed enough? Our homes... Didn't they take it? Our identity! Didn't they take it? Haven't they tortured our women? Haven't they? You and I shall be sacrificed for our goal! Because the goal is far bigger than mere human lives! You're right, brother. A van rickshaw used to carry goods from Ausha village to Bakshiganj. The driver rattled out to the police. I chopped him into 68 pieces! Cut off his head a

nd threw it on the street! Abedin wanted to testify as a witness. His wish goes unfulfilled. A traitor does not deserve to live! Absolutely, brother! You're right! The goal is far greater than mere human lives! The goal is much, much greater than human lives! Yes, sir. Explosives were intercepted on the highway. Close to the Hon'ble President's house. We must beef up the security immediately. Right, sir. Thank you, sir. A joyous day for us! The central minister, our beloved Shri Animesh Chatterj

ee, will take the responsibility for 50 pupils of this school from today. A huge round of applause! What's your name? Dipayan Das. What is your name? Pankaj Singha. 'Singha'! As in, a lion! 'The Lion King', eh? What do you want to become? A policeman. Oh my! Why is that? I am the protector of all! Oh really? Will you protect me too? Of course. Will you reply to me if I write to you? Surely! Go, bring your notebook. 10/3 Teenmurti Marg, New Delhi 110011. Animesh Chatterjee Hello? Sir, Abedin's wi

fe is here to file a missing complaint. What! Sashthi Chant Goddess Durga's name, have no fear. Chant Goddess Durga's name, have no fear. It soothes all pain & worries, chant Her name, have no fear. It soothes all pain & worries, chant Her name, have no fear. Chant Goddess Durga's name, have no fear. Can I have some more? Kanak, come here. Yes, Maa. What's the update on finding our Nishi a bride? His demands are increasing. What do you think of Maya? Thakuma, just because I asked for another hel

ping? Fine, I won't ask again. Mala, give me a fritter. Give him another one. Isn't that my phone? Yes, Mala di, it was lying around. There were people, so I kept it. And what if the pharmacy or the physiotherapist called? I'd tell them what's Puja without 'Mala' (garland)! Besides, your phone was switched off. What nonsense! Why did you slap your son? A witch or what? It's a new phone. Surely, didn't switch off on its own! So? What's the big deal? Go to the mobile store in the evening. You take

her. I'll go with Nishi. Nintu... Take me to him. Nintu dear, please eat, son. Come on. Eat. Don't be sad. Eat, dear. Must check all their IDs... Sir, he's taking pics. Hey, Bhaskar. Just one. Subho Sashthi! Nishi. Careful, thakuma. Take a look. Hope it didn't hurt. Give me. Brother... What is that? ID cards of dhak players & priests. I've to keep account of it all. Have anything on the investigation? Nitya da? Wait! Please give me something on the investigation. How would I know? It's a centra

l investigation. Master. Master? Your elder sister is here. Your elder sister... Didi! What? What are you praying for? Why? Do your own prayer. Can I pray so that dad buys me lots of kites? What a silly prayer! Pray, that you become a good person. What did you ask for? To be like Karim uncle when I grow up, catch lots of fishes! Like I said, it's a central investigation. Won't you tell an old friend? Am I to believe you don't have info? Your car is always following madam. You know everything. To

ld you, I don't know! Listen. Hmm? Everywhere in Bengal, Raktabeej is digging his claws! There's a bomb hub in every house. But, tell me... Yes. The Kagjipara pics I sent... Keep it low! You showed it to the Delhi team and took credit. Give me something in return? Listen, bugger! It's an OC who gets blasted between the central & the ruling. I'll have nowhere to hide, got it, bugger? You won't say anything? Hello... Your phone never rang! Yes... Who is this? Can you see? Yes, yes! Laddu see, Maa

Durga. Beautiful, no? Who are you missing more? The son or his mother? It's his first Puja, sir. He uttered 'Papa' before 'Maa'. I'll send you a recording when I return home. Hello? Yes, Asif? What! Coming right away. Okay. Found the truck driver, Sahabuddin. Get the car. Right, sir. Slowly. What is it? Just wondering... Looking for my little Pulu in President Animesh Chatterjee. Why? Am I not your Pulu? The same Pulu? My tiny brother, Pulu. He who made me proud. He, who went against his family

to save an innocent animal. Even fought with our father. That Pulu... Nakul. Clear the room. Go out, c'mon leave... Where were the explosives headed? You won't talk? Speak up. Or I'll put cleaner in your mouth. Don't know, right? No! He, who is in front of me now... His signature cost someone his life. Cries of mercy don't reach his ears. I knew it. I knew you would say this. As I rejected the mercy petition, you know... your face flashed up before me. Come on, tell us! Mirpur! Mirpur. Very good

. And where was it coming from? Shimultuli... 'Maktaba' (library)... near Khoyragarh. A 'Maktaba'? Who used to run it? I don't know. I don't know! I used to drive the vehicle! They paid me for it! Couldn't you have forgiven him? You believe in the Gita, Pulu... You believe, that forgiveness is the greatest deed. Weren't those words of Lord Krishna your most favourite? Didi... Tell me honestly! Was Lord Krishna Himself able to forgive everyone? Tell me? Could He forgive Dhritarashtra? Could He fo

rgive Duryodhana? Why did He choose a side? Why did He support the unjust warfare? Eh? Look at him, know him? Do you? No. Do you? No. Now look carefully. This is Munir Alam. Know him? Munir Alam. Qader Siddiqui? I don't know him! No? Osman Gazi, seen him before? I don't know any of them. Damn you! Know her? Do you? Yes! Speak up. I do. Tell us where you've seen her. At the 'Maktaba'? Tell us what happened there! They were training there. Three women. They learned how to use the revolver. Long ba

ck. I need the 3 names. Names? Amina... Amina! Amina... Amina, and? Husna. Good, Amina, Husna and the 3rd? Give me the 3rd name! Didi. Sometimes it's important to take up arms. 'For protection of the virtuous, one must destroy the evil-doers. ' What is the 3rd name? Amina, Husna, and? Rabeya! Well done. Now tell us how did Rabeya look? Come on, right now, what did Rabeya look like? I don't know... Don't you? Shoot. Right, sir. Not me. From outside... Move, move! Here, towards the main road... Wh

en the battle is between fair and unfair, forgiveness is not a virtue anymore, Didi. Becomes a sign of weakness. Move, move. See that side! A traitor does not deserve to live. The goal is much greater than mere human lives. That man... walked the prime streets of the city, shooting at people left and right. Families that were ruined because of that man... Can you face them and say it... Forgive him? Can you say it? Can you ask them to forgive him? Oh... It all gets mixed up... All of it! Right,

wrong, good & bad... Was it the only way, Pulu? No. 888. Saptami Samaresh called. Didi is unwell. Oh, why this happened to me during Puja... Whom did you train under? Where is Abedin, Husna Bibi? Phew! Someone shut the kids up! Asif, what's going on? Yes, sir... Husna Bibi, hope you get it? We don't have time! Give us names! Sir, one of the kids fell down the stairs and is bleeding. Keep sitting! Give me my children! Give me the names then. Come on. Will you give me protection? And my kids? He w

ill kill us! Who do you mean? Name? Give me the name! Husna Bibi... The name? Munir! What else do you know about Munir? He brought his own team from Madras (Chennai). To build the first floor. When did this start? Two or three months ago. He was hurrying us up. Munir knows everything, he's keeping a watch! Munir oversees it all... Did you eat anything? Maa, I'm busy, will call later. Check the pics carefully. One by one... Two-three months... Two-three months! Three months eh... Hussain's hangin

g order was upheld in Supreme Court in July. Husna Bibi, try to remember. When did Munir last visit you? Try to recall! When had he come? The blast... Three days before that. It happened on the 12th. So... 9th! The Hon'ble President denied the mercy petition on the 26th. It matches! Husna, think calmly. Munir must've told you something when he came. What was your plan? He spoke to my husband, I didn't hear much! Tell me whatever you did! Right now! Husna Bibi, your kids are at the edge of the st

aircase. I really didn't hear much... They're at the edge... Little babies, at the edge, Husna. They... were talking about the President. About his homecoming during Puja. Respected sir, this is a private letter I'm writing. Please take my respect. I am Pankaj Singha. Right now, I'm in Burdwan to investigate the Khoyragarh blast, on behalf of the central team. Investigation reveals that some people are planning to harm you, this state, and this nation. We informed your security in-charge about a

ll of it. I'll be relieved if you allow us to close your main gate immediately. Never in my life, has this house's gate been closed during Puja. What can we do, master? You aren't just the son of Mirpur's Chatterjee family anymore. You're the President of the nation. Sir, I got these... Fake IDs. See... Oh Nishi da... Nishi da, listen! Wait! Nishi da, stop! Please stop! Nishi da! Where's the money for our snacks? Hey! Stop! Stop, I say! Stop... Sir, DVDs. Sir... Keep it here. Sir. Found this box

outside. Sir, see. Gun powder. Gun powder! Really, sir? All my life I've only dealt with petty thieves. Are we really after terrorists this time, sir? In my area? In presence of the Hon'ble President! Surely, all will be lauded for it. But what about me? Penalty or transfer? Lots of SIM cards, sir. All recently bought. See the dates... Oh, again Munir Alam! From the fake IDs & passports, seems there are many Munirs. Munir Alam, Munir Siddiqui, Munis Islam, Munir Ansari. Oh, thousands of Munir!

We need a graphic artist, at the soonest. Remove the beard. That side... Munir Alam. Our main suspect. An active member of the terrorist group. An explosive expert. Was arrested by the police in 2008 once. But since he got bail, he's absconding. Bangladesh Counter Terrorism says, 41 such Munir Alams are absconding. Mind it... 41 of them. Their primary job? To instigate children in the name of jihad, making them a part of the sleeper cell. Remember this, just like we're keeping a watch on him, he

too is watching us. He has a female accomplice. Lata... Uh... No, sir. Latifa. But unfortunately, we have no details on this lady. Sir, Munir knows that we're looking for him everywhere. The best option for him is to cross the border. Sir, I'll talk to the BSF to check the vehicles at the border. Good. In that case, send them this pic too when it's done. Right, sir. Okay, boys! Let's move! Fast! Officer Sanyukta? Sir? Where did that worker come from? Husna said they sent their men. Madras, sir.

I went through the interrogation videos. Madras... Chennai. One more name on our radar has a Madras connection. You know, officer Sanyukta? Yes, sir... But? Take it away, I won't eat. Thakuma! Nishi da has a lover! It's true! See, he bought her bangles with our snack money! Rubbish! No, thakuma, I bought these with my own money. A lie! You must scold Nishi da! Yes, do not spare him! All he did was buy some bangles! That's no crime! Do you want to visit the fair? Kanak, give them 500 rupees. Go

to the fair and buy something for yourselves. Go. But you won't punish Nishi da? No, I won't. I won't punish him. Everyone is punishing everyone these days. Everyone. Whether or not others believe it, I still do... There is no crime that cannot be forgiven. You understand? Won't you go to the fair? Come on, get going! Nishi da, are you angry? Come on, are you? Why tell thakuma? You kids are acting too smart! Officer? Nishikanta Manna? Come... sir has called you. Hey, bring him. Come. Come on...

Just a sec. You two go home. Go. Didi, look up, please? Eat something? No, I won't eat. Can't show you my face, Pulu. They had promised me... that they won't kill Kali. Didi... Didi? Come on, look at me please? Fine, I won't eat either. Here. Eat. Shouldn't have fasted yesterday. You're on an empty stomach. What's going on, Pulu? Why? Our house is closed during Puja? And even Nishi... I'm a good judge of people, Pulu. How can I be wrong about Nishi? Now eat. Where did you work in Madras? Adiyar

Jute Mill, sir. Uh, Jawaharlal Nehru Road, um, Chamundeshwari Nagar. Owner: Aditya Mudaliar. Phone number? I don't remember. Had it in my previous phone. The mill's been closed since it caught fire two years ago. So, how'll you prove you worked there? Employee card? Don't have it, sir. Name, phone number of a colleague? Um, yes, I have that, sir. I have it in my phone. He was from Bihar. Arshad Jafri. Graduation degree, studied Costing. Great qualification. Why work at Gouri Devi's house of all

places? Sir, I was in deep trouble after losing my job. So, my uncle got me a temporary job here. Thakuma has a lot of lands, property. They needed a manager... Unconvincing story, Nishikanta. It's not working. May I help? You went to Chennai for the job. Met the terrorist group somehow... Not true, sir! They already needed a base in Burdwan. They realized, you have easy access to Animesh Chatterjee's sister's place. They sent you money. And you became their... secret agent. Where is Munir Alam?

I swear on my mother, sir, I don't know who that is. Munir Alam. Sir, I won't lie swearing on my mother. I really don't know! Sir. Nishikanta's colleague's phone is switched off. I've given the details to Chennai police. Now? Look at them... Ashtami Hey... are you all sad? Don't be... Believe me, they'll surely let Nishi go. Nintu, why aren't you wearing new clothes? Mala? I will... It's Ashtami! We'll offer our prayers to the Goddess! Don't be sad. Hello, madam. I must ask, is everybody going

to that house? Of course. But... we have orders, only you can enter the house. No one else. What do you mean? We're all criminals? Wait. I won't go either. But... Mala, take me inside. Come on. But that's not done. It's Ashtami. Master is waiting in that house. You won't attend the Puja? How is that possible? Won't wear even one? Maa, can't wear a sari this Puja. Miffed with your boss? A man who can't thrash the bada**es, is not my team leader. What filthy language! You're going wrong. Maybe you

actually like him. Maa, the man is either a Gandhian or a sheer opportunist. Acting all diplomatic, then he'll be off to Delhi... Probably bag my credit too. If I worked single-handedly, I'd have got a promotion. Listen keep your head cool and mouth shut, as silence has no enemy. Why are you crying, Jamini? Kanak, see how much is there. Distribute among everybody. No sad faces today. I promise you all one thing; we shall all be present on Dashami. When we bid farewell to the Mother. Don't cry,

dear. Let's go. Thakuma, even if from outside, we'll surely listen to young grandpa's recital of Chandipath. Alright. Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of delusion... Salutation to you. Pronounce it correctly. Salutation, salutation... Salutation to Her, again and again. Wonderful, dear! Priest sir, Didi's Sanskrit recital is great! Can't we do the recital together? Silly boy, girls are not supposed to! Why not? Priest sir, can't they? How can it be barred, son? Recitals in praise o

f the Mother... How can the gender of the Mother be barred from it? Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of mother... Salutation, salutation... Salutation to Her, again and again. Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of delusion. Salutation, salutation... Salutation to Her, again and again. Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of shadow... Salutation, salutation... Salutation to Her, again and again. Remember what priest sir had said when we were kids? Asif. Yes, si

r. How many DVDs were seized? 23, sir. But there are 22 here. What! But there were 23, sir. I've a list of all the things we seized. No. 14 is missing. I'll check. Must've been misplaced when transferring from the police station. Quickly then? Sure, sir. Jihad is our law. Jihad is our path. Jihad is our goal. Sacrificing our lives on the path of jihad is our biggest goal. Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of power... Salutation, salutation... Hear it? Thakuma's voice! I don't know i

f you've seen them, every video is either propaganda or teaches bomb-building. More or less... like a tutorial. It's stuck in their brains. Yes, officer Sanyukta. But what's now? Sanjukta, sir. I'd fry their head and serve them to Johny. Johny? Sniffer dog. Aren't such dogs on a high-performance diet? She'd eat it if I told her. But... But? But fries form gas in her stomach. And gas is harmful. You mean ghee, no? Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of peace... Salutation, salutation.

Salutation to Her, again and again. Goddess Divine, present in all beings, in form of respect... Salutation, salutation. Salutation to Her, again and again. Sir, even the BSF don't have any information. Perhaps he's crossed the border. Is it? I think we've got it wrong. Let's recall what Husna Bibi told us? The incident... It was 3 days before that. Exactly 3 days before the blast, Munir Alam came here. They were talking about the President... About his homecoming during Puja. Maybe, he had plan

s for a big operation. An accidental blast foiled it. Even after that, an attempt was made to pump explosives into Khoyragarh. Yes. We intercepted that attempt on the highway. But the message is loud and clear. The mission hasn't been abandoned yet. Asif. Sir... He hasn't gone anywhere. Munir Alam... is right here. Roller coaster's that side... Bangles. Let's go over there. Who asked for strawberry? Rs 115 How much? Slow down, please. Slow down, please. Don't be scared. Show me that one. Steady.

Hold on. Don't fall. You need to hit this coin. Missed it, eh... How about brushing your teeth? With powders red, blue, yellow and green, rusty and husky... How about brushing your teeth? Golden and silver teeth, wise and the foolish ones... Teeth that are mended or broken... How about brushing your teeth? Sir, your guess was correct! Munir has been spotted! Where? At the fair. Nakul saw him! Move, move! From Howrah to Burdwan... Gaya to Kashi... Main line, cord line... Oh aunts and uncles. Fro

m Howrah to Burdwan... Gaya to Kashi... Main line, cord line... Oh aunts and uncles. Everyone knows about it. Yes, each and everyone knows. But no one says a thing! About why Gobindo doesn't brush his teeth! Oh yes, Gobindo doesn't brush his teeth! Why doesn't Gobindo brush his teeth? Damn it! With bread-omelettes, fries and many savouries... The music's got the fair swooning. A heart-pounding beat... The crowd's got our man baffled. With bread-omelettes, fries and many savouries... The music's

got the fair swooning. A heart-pounding beat. The crowd's got our man baffled. Look, the moon's come up! Seasonal flowers have bloomed. The moon's come up, the fair is blooming. Everyone notices but turns a blind eye! Why doesn't Gobindo brush his teeth? Gobindo doesn't brush his teeth! Many civilians here! Very careful with the guns! No stampede! We've reached. Which way? He's trying to hide in the crowd. Green T-shirt. Okay, don't lose him. Let's go. Shut the gates! No money in our pockets...

Life is a constant struggle, running faster than time... Can't find an end to this, bro. No money in our pockets... Life is a constant struggle, running faster than time... Can't find an end to this, bro. Flowers do bloom here but... Bees come stinging too. Life blooms like a flower, stings like a bee. Everyone is quiet, as if turning a blind eye. Oh, why doesn't Gobindo brush his teeth? Oh, yes, Gobindo doesn't brush his teeth! Gate is closed. Can't leave now. Don't push. One minute. Stand at a

distance. Slowly take the bike and come to gate no. 3. The police are here. Pankaj Sinha. Let's see if he can stop the Dashami fireworks! Nakul. Are you okay? Be careful. Are you alright? I am okay sir. Call for back up. Fast. Salutation, Mother! Don't shoot! We need him alive! Get your officers off the gate! Tell them! I'll count three. Tell the officers to leave the gate! Tell them to move! I'll blow their brains. One! Bugger! Two! You can't kill Munir. You people have killed many Munirs. Man

y more are there. Salutation, Mother! Take care of the body. Sure sir. Open the gates so that the civilians can return. Open the gates. Over. Couldn't you shoot him on his leg? Sir. Pankaj here. There's been an encounter. No other casualty. I'll send you a detailed report as soon as possible. Sir. Salutation, Mother! Sir, an officer was injured. Also, there was an encounter. Don't go, dear girl of ours when the night falls. We shall drown in sorrow and cry for you. Don't go, dear girl of ours...

Don't go, dear when the night falls. We shall drown in sorrow crying for you, we will cry for you. Don't go, dear when the night falls. We shall drown in sorrow crying for you. We will cry for you. Stay with us as the sun shines over the fields. Stay, as the sun shines. Will make you a cozy bed, decorate the yard for you... Decorate the yard for you, give you the best chair to sit... Feed you all delicacies and dress the home with lamps. Dear girl, don't go back. Will give you a happy nook, wav

e you cool with a hand fan. And paint your feet in 'alta'. Dear girl, don't go back. Cheese sandwich? Thank you, sir. Don't go, Goddess of our home. Dear girl, don't go. Stay in the warm home of our hearts. Stay within our hearts. Our boat of wishes sway deep within the heart. Stay deep, within our hearts. Will save you the best seat, and delicacies to eat. Dress the home with lamps. Don't go back, dear, don't. Will give you a happy nook, wave you cool with a hand fan. Paint your feet in 'alta'.

Dear girl, don't go back. Don't go, dear, don't go when this night is over. We shall drown in sorrow crying for you. We will cry for you. Sir! Right sir! We were right, the Intelligence confirmed. The mission is not over yet. Nabami I'll make a will for the house. For Rumi and Tatar. No. No way. You think your nephew and niece will return to this country? Do not do that. I have decided to give away my house... to an orphanage. It will at least provide shelter, a good life to some kids, right? O

f course. Leaving tomorrow? Next time, I'll stay till Bhaiphonta. Next time? If I live until then... Of course, you will! Who's letting you go so soon? Maybe before that, I myself shall... Sir. The officer who was shot, I hear he's doing better now? Sir. Congratulations. The assignment you came for... is successfully done. Finally, you managed to find the kingpin of Khoyragarh case. Please convey my best wishes to the young lady officer. Sure, sir. But sir, we're afraid. Though we finished off M

unir Alam, the mission is not yet over. So, my job here isn't yet done. With officers like you present, their mission will never succeed. Thank you, sir. I have a request. Today, I've come here unofficially. Sorry sir, didn't have time for the protocol. Go ahead. Every year, you walk a kilometre for immersion. This year sir, I'd request you not to do that. We believe an attack is targeted at the procession. The Intelligence has the same thing to say. We've asked for additional security, but we s

houldn't take a chance. Please be seated. Sir. In a first, the door of Animesh Chatterjee's home was closed during Puja. The incident spreads a message. That there is a threat. To the President of the country too. Now, let's say I don't walk the procession tomorrow. The common people will think, the President himself is unsafe, how safe are they then? I am the country's first citizen. If I get scared, who stands victorious? The culprits. Who stands victorious in the headlines? The culprits. If p

eople stop going out, who stands victorious? The culprits. Officer. I believe, the way you finished off Munir Alam, you can also destroy his plan completely. Go, do that! The immersion happens with 50 dhakis playing every year. Let's keep it like that. I would want everyone to be safe. Now, you decide. Whatever you decide, I'll go with it. Thank you for your time, sir. Sir. Unbelievable things come true, no reason, no rhyme. Why won't this one wish come true, this time? If it did happen, it woul

d make an amazing story. Anyone who heard about it, how surprised they'd be! My brother would say, "But how? My little brother isn't that strong!" The neighbours would say, "Thank God, he was there with his mom all along!" Thank you. Pankaj Singha. The Lion King. Sir. I remember. The immersion pond is a kilometre from the house. It's been barricaded into two halves. The Hon'ble President and security team on one side. Marking the exact path which he will walk, we're creating a 360-degree ring. 1

0 feet ahead and behind him, the dhakis will walk. And at every 50 feet, on the other side a policeman will be present. We've turned a local club into a safe house. And, a policeman at the watchtower will monitor continuously. Landmine and metal detectors are all on course too. Our officers will be among the dhakis. Procession starts after 2 pm, tomorrow. So, we just have 20 hours. No. Precisely 1,200 minutes. Hello? Nitya da, this is hardcore jihadi stuff! Surely they played these in Shimultuli

, for jihadi training. Will you be able to put it back at the right place? And they chose my area of all for their training. Buggers of the first order! Who's that? Yes, you bugger. Born of Bengal, raised by Bengal, making headlines at the stake of Bengal? Uh, trust me, madam-sir, I didn't... Nitya da is not at fault, madam. I was pestering him for a lead. Just to save my job, you see. He is innocent. How could... Shut up! No more of this crap! Removing things from the custody is a crime, surely

you know it? If any news, any info reaches the media from here, I promise... I'll leave your fates to officer Sanyukta. Nityananda Patitundi! You may also not know, the burnt map that you found at Khoyragarh, bears similarity to the house of the Hon'ble President! Got it? This is your last chance. The previous blast was an accident. You could be the next target! Last chance! Bugger off! Dashami Are you exhausted, dear? Okay. Come on, sit down. Sit... sit. Sit down. Good girl. Good morning! Good

morning, sir. Johny? Right, sir. Hello, baby! Runs well? Quite well... But not better than her mom. Her mom? So? Let's do it? Say about... till there? Let's go. Stay, my girl. Stay! Stay. Three. Two. One. You can't beat me, sir. It's the power of Bengal's paddy! Maa says, it's a bit more powerful than Delhi's wheat. So, you told her? About me? Stop that bike. Where's the permit? The golden lotus floats as your farewell comes... Oh, Mother Goddess... Our Lord Shiva awaits you at Kailash. Please

hand the phone to madam. Kanak, Kanaklata... Kanak... Hello, Maa. Got the car permit? Yes, they've given the permission. The President will leave soon after the immersion. You're leaving for Kailash. Dear Mother. We'll write the Goddess' name on paper. And... bring that pen with red ink. Okay. Why had that officer come down yesterday? To talk about the procession plan. Well... Times are unsafe. I feel scared. Better not walk the procession this time. Don't step out. When I used to be your little

Pulu... I still managed to fight against our entire family! Today, I'm the country's President. Each and every citizen of this nation, is my family now. Those that travelled miles to come, I'll put them in forefront and hide away? That can't happen. Besides, the holy Mother protects us all. And I have the blessings of all the people with me! And our police are putting in their best. I also have your prayers. Didi, listen. Look at me. Don't worry. I've thought about it. I too will do what you're

doing. I'll give away the house to an orphanage. What? Very good. Some worship with the holy water of the Ganges. Some with bel-patra. Kanak! Mala? Kanaklata! Where are you? It's time for immersion. You give shelter to many. Kanaklata! Nintu! Oh, Mother. Mother is leaving for Kailash. Where are you? Come on... It's time! Huh... Jamini. Kanak! Mala! What are you saying! Got married to Nishi? No way! Not today, uncle. We're getting late. Salutations to Mother Durga. Salutations to Mother Durga. C

heck! Check! Everything on point? Check that side! Pankaj sir is here. Yes, check. Sir is here. Yes, Asif? Sir, Nishi wants to speak to you. Can you come down? Now? The procession will start. How can I come now? Sir, he's saying it's very important. What! It's about the Hon'ble President's security. Okay! Officer Sanyukta. Sir. Going to the base, will return before the procession. Over to you, till then. The mission is only possible if centre and state work together. And I'll be relieved if you'

re here. Sir, don't mind me asking, is it very important? I'll let you know. And yes... Keep your cool. I know, sir. Head cool, mouth shut, silence has no enemies. Right. Yes, Sir. Come! It's time for farewell! Come! It's time for farewell! Oh, Mother! It's time for Your farewell! We pay our respect at Your farewell hour. Come! It's time for farewell! You all come in a toto-rickshaw. Uncle, take the Dhantala route. Will be less crowded. Mother, have mercy, come back to earth every year. Come to

our humble abode, bringing Your children along. Bless us, Mother Durga! Kindly accept, Mother, the humble respect we pay You. Go slow. Wait. This car can't go. This car has permission. Master's sister's car. There is a toto-rickshaw too. Let it pass. Okay, go. Yes, sir? All okay. All's okay here. I'm coming. Yes, right away. Tell me. Sir, I was made to sit in the other room. I found this over there. I've seen someone else write in the same way. In our house. Hey. Still drawing? Won't you come? W

hat were you drawing? Why did you erase it? Are you sure? Yes, sir. I've seen him write this kind of stuff many times. 'Jihad'. Sir, I had asked him. He didn't say anything. He doesn't speak at all. I know, sir. Head cool, mouth shut. Silence has no enemies. Say it again, what is it? 'Jihad'. Sir, one minute. The missing DVD, sir... DVD number 14. One of the roads to jannat (heaven)... Bomb jacket. Hey, child. Give me that. Pause. Rewind. Play it again. Give me that. Pause. Sir, this is Nintu! N

ishi had said that Nintu is a lefty... These pipes are fitted to the bomb jacket. This is called a dead man's switch. If you press the button, despite the enemies killing us... It will still work. Suicide bomber. Possible. Maybe doesn't know the language. So, pretends to be mute. Never speaks a word. Silence makes no enemies! Asif, move fast! Bless us, Your children, Mother... So we live happily and united. Chanting Your holy name Mother Durga! No, sir, we won't announce it. Don't want to create

panic. We're trying to maintain utmost secrecy. Right, sir. Sir, the bomb squad will take 10 more minutes. What if it's too late? We've to take him by surprise. Startle the attacker, deter him. And keep the hands and feet away from the body. Come on, take the damn call! Come! It's time for farewell! Come! It's time for farewell! Come! It's time for farewell! Come! It's time for farewell! Okay... check the car number of Hon'ble President's family. Sir? The blue Ambassador. The number is WB...03.

.. CO857! Who is travelling in it? Gouri madam's family. Two women and a kid. On the Dhantala route. A toto-rickshaw too. Damn it! Stop them! Yes, sir! Clear the crowd! Come on! Uncle... Keep your goats away. Okay? They'll get in the way of the procession. Prevent them. Go. Sir? A blue Ambassador car. WBO3-C0857... Along with a toto-rickshaw. A toto... 60... They've passed, sir. When? Just now. Salutation, Mother Durga! Quick, move on... Here, slow down, please! Who are they? They're taking the

car in, sir. Wait. This is the President's sister's family. What have you dressed up as? We are Sumbha and Nisumbha. I see, sure, you can go. Please go ahead. Was about make a grave mistake! Bugger! Keep moving! Come on. Keep moving... Go on. Watch tower! Watch tower? A dusky 13-year-old boy, can you spot him? Sir, there are at least 30 such boys here. All of them are in masks. Can't make out their age, sir. Where's the kid from Gouri madam's family? They went ahead, sir. Nintu! Rabeya! The unit

has chosen you. Take this. The jewellery. Can you do it? Why've they kept Rabeya here then? Hold on tightly. Do not remove your hand. If you leave my hand, we'll be separated for life. Stop the family members. Salutation, Mother Durga! Hey, please move to the right. S-A-N-J-U-K-T-A shoot! Mother! I'm back in Delhi, but I didn't take away Sanjukta's credit. CM madam is calling. And Pankaj sir? He's gone back to Delhi. Yes, ma'am. Congratulations, Sanjukta. Thank you, ma'am. She told the press th

at day... Long before the Hon'ble President's homecoming... Bengal had been infested by demons like Raktabeej already. To set up an easy base in Burdwan, they chose that very house where the owners believe in forgiveness, even today. I hear, since that incident, Gouri Devi hasn't spoken a word. She's staying at her brother's. Nintu is in Delhi. The Juvenile Justice Board is looking into his case. The enquiry has not yet ended. Abedin's sudden disappearance. Discovering Munir's photo from the mak

taba. Mala's placement in Gouri Devi's house precisely 2 years ago. Who brought her there? I think... I may soon have to return to Burdwan. Pay me a fortune, still won't sell the pics. It's a matter of the nation's safety. If I ever give it to someone, that will only be Pankaj sir. But I've received my prize meanwhile. 'Dear Pankaj, this is a private letter I'm writing to you. I don't have words to thank you. I've always stayed informed about your progress in life. When I look at you, I feel lik

e my work has been worth it. One last request. Call it a demand from a father figure if you will. Quit smoking. Take care. My sister too sends you heartfelt blessings. Thanking you, Animesh Chatterjee. ' Munir Alam. Munir miyan!