"Copyright from SI Media" "And, here they come." "Stepping out onto the field." "In Europe and the world over, this runner... is known as the Indian saint." "He is India's Milkha Singh." "Milkha Singh" "India's Milkha Singh still holds the world record." "Can he win gold for India in the 400m race?" "On yöur mark." "Set." "The historic race has begun." "Milkha Singh leads..." "It's time." "Will this be India's first gold?" "At 200mts the gold is virtually in his pocket." "Run Milkha!" "Run!" "Run!" "Why did he look back?" "Hello?" "Hello, Milkha?" "Hello, Milkha?" "Hello, Milkha?" "What happened?" "Ranvir, after the Rome Olympics loss..." "I understand Milkha's mental state." "But yöu see... our Prime Minister and Pakistan's President General Ayub Khan... have great interest in this contest." "What do we tell them?" "The announcements are made." "Milkha is our star." "If he refuses, it'll send the wrong signal." "Wrong signal?" "It's about the upcoming India-Pakistan Games" "Oh yes, yes." "Please sit." "These games aren't just games but a means... to bring our countries closer." "All the arrangements have been made, sir." "Everything is on it track?" "But?" "Our star Milkha refuses to go to Pakistan." "Convince him." "We're trying." "But since he lost the Rome Olympics... yöu win some, yöu lose some." "Mr. Prime Minister," "Pardon me." "My name is Ranvir Singh." "Milkha Singh's coach." "This isn't about losing in Rome." "He refuses to go to Pakistan... for personal reasons." "Mr. Wad hwa... take Ranvir Singh... and go and talk to Milkha." "Good morning, sir." "Oh good morning come." "Sir, this is Gurudev Singh." "I've told yöu about him." "Hello..." "How are yöu, sir?" " Very well." "Come in." "The Delhi to Chandigarh Amrapali Express is about to leave from platform no. 1." "Milkha Singh listens to him... so I requested him to come too." "Thanks for coming, Mr. Gurudev Singh." "I hope yöu can help persuade Milkha." "Read this?" "I will not go to Pakistan." "What is the reason?" "It's a long story, sir." "Ourjourney to Chandigarh is long too." "I first met Milkha 6 years ago." "In 1954... at the Secunderabad Army Regiment Centre." "Recruit Paras Shard a!" "Sir!" "Recruit Sehore." " Sir." "Recruit Gopal Singh." " Sir." "Cadet Sujit Chawla." " Sir." "Every year yöung men enlist in the Army." "Milkha Singh was one of them." "Recruit Sahil." " Sir." "Recruit Suresh Kumar" "Suresh Kumar?" "Recruit Milkha Singh" "Yes sir!" "Yes, sir." "Two Milkha Singhs?" "I'm Suresh Kumar, sir!" "What took yöu so long?" "Sorry, sir!" "yöu have a shrill voice." "Why did yöu join the army?" "To fight, sir!" "To fight?" "Or sing lullabies?" "Can yöu roar at the enemy?" "I can, sir!" " Let's hear yöu." "Attack!" "Silence!" "No laughing!" "He can roar." "He has balls." "Enemy, I'm coming!" "From now yöu're no longer Suresh Kumar... but Miss Suresh" "Damned if yöu do... damned if yöu don't." "Who spoke?" "Who spoke?" "yöu?" "I did sir." "So, yöu did!" "Yes, sir." "yöu think I'm a clown?" "No, sir." "That yöu are a hero?" " No, sir." "No butting in." "Got it?" "Got what?" "No butting in!" "Collect yöur treasures!" "yöur trunk and plate." "No wives in sight." "He forgot mug." "yöu said something?" "Sir, this mug." "NW9" "This is to drink, bathe and wash." "Got it?" "Sir!" "One-two-one." "One." " Squad two." "Squad one." " One." "Squad two." " Two." "Squad one." " One." "Squad two." " Two." "Squad one." " One." "Squad two." " Two." "Just, one-two." "Jump" "Everyone." "Remember. yöur field of action, is yöur practice area." "And yöur duty is yöur penance." "He's always yelling." "Do this!" "Do that!" "Will yöu eat?" "No?" "Then don't!" "Imagine him talking to his wife..." "Give me a kiss." "How about it!" "Turn around." " Turn." "No." "Hoye...a testing fire, a flock of merry men" "Hoye...a testing fire, a flock of merry men" "Hoye...a testing fire, a flock of merry men" "A lonesome night, a night like this, put yöur hand on yöur heart, and together" "Tell me what are we going to do?" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Hoye...a testing fire, a flock of merry men" "A lonesome night, a night like this, put yöur hand on yöur heart, and together" "Tell me what are we going to do?" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Hoye, all creatures must be fast asleep" "Hoye, all creatures must be fast asleep" "While the spirits awake and crying loud" "A lonesome night, a night like this, put yöur hand on yöur heart, and together" "Tell me what are we going to do?" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Wash!" "Clean!" "Dry!" "Wash!" "Clean!" "Dry!" "Everybody Dye'." "Order Dye'.!" "We follow all orders..." "Parade halt!" "Wash!" "Clean!" "Dry!" "For the making of a soldier" "Parade halt!" "Hoye...we'll run to turn to steel our..." "Hoye...we'll run to be men of steel, to contribute selflessly" "Hoye...a testing fire, a flock of merry men" "A lonesome night, a night like this, put yöur hand on yöur heart, and together" "Tell me what are we going to do?" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Raging like a forest fire" "Raging like a forest fire" "The heart is also smoldering" "Raging like a forest fire" "The heart is also smoldering" "A lonesome night, a night like this, put yöur hand on yöur heart, and together" "Tell me what are we going to do?" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Contribute selflessly, Contribute selflessly" "Attention!" "There will be a race tomorrow." "The centre Coach Gurudev Singh will explain." "At ease!" "My name is Gurudev Singh." "The Indian Army is ready at all times to serve and protect the country." "Besides that... the Indian army has also given India... its' finest sportsmen." "Tomorrow... yöu will run a cross country race... six miles long." "The ten fastest... will be personally trained by me." "To compete in the coming brigade games... representing our unit." "Have any of yöu run before?" "When?" "A mad dog once chased me." "I ran all the way home." "Quiet!" "And yöu?" "Much the same story, sir." "yöu morons." "That's not the kind of running I mean." "This is a contest." "To get ahead of the others." "Any questions?" "NO, sir!" "One more thing... no more fatigue duty for the ten best runners." "A special diet too... a glass of milk and two raw eggs." "Attention!" "Disperse!" "One-two-three-one.." "Hail India!" "I'll win for the unit's honour." "We have to win." "Hear that?" "No fatigue duty for the top ten." "No cutting grass." "I'll run like life depends on it!" "All I can think about is the milk." "Taran, put in all yöur strength... yöu have to get yöur fatigue excused." "Come on!" "Why are yöu sitting here?" "Stomach cramps." "Can't move." "Think of the milk." "Come on." "Milk!" "Milk!" "Milk!" "Milk!" "Milk!" "Milk!" "Run to beat everyone." "Run to come first." "yöung man!" "yöu ran well." "What happened?" "Stomach cramps, sir." "We'll work on that." "Yes, sir!" "Come on." "Eggs and milk!" "It's back to fatigue duty for me..." "It's ok, Taran." "Here... yöu drink it." "Drink it." "yöu drink it." "yöu drinking or me, it's the same thing." "What about yöu?" " yöu love milk." "yöu drinking or me, same thing." "Then I'll finish all of it." "Shameless boy!" "Little devil!" "Chawli, I'm ready to eat." "yöur chair." " Keep sitting..." "Let's play... spot the middle finger, Milkhu." "Ready?" "The middle finger." "Got it..." "Sure." "Sure." " Yes." "yöu win!" "yöur turn." "Hold it." "Here yöu go." "No holding back when yöu eat." "Ishri, don't yöu feed yöur husband?" "He's become so thin." "Milkha." "I hear yöu're learning English at school." "Yes, brother-in-law." "Say something." "We can learn some too." "Come on." "Come on son." "Go ahead!" "Go ahead!" "King cat mouse ham 'm the house" "King means Emperor." " Everyone knows that!" "Is hatti English?" "Maybe." "Go on." "King cat mouse in the house." "C for cat in the fields." "Twinkle-Twinkle little star"" "King cat mouse in the house." "My Milkhu speaks such good English." "A proper Englishman." "That's why I send him to school." "So he can be a somebody." "What will yöu be when yöu grow up?" "A soldier, father." "My little soldier!" "Milkha Singh, Salute!" "yöu make us late everyday." "We'll be on time." "The teacher will cane our backside." "And then?" "Red Bums!" "Red are tomatoes, red is the maiden's veil, red like Sampreefs bum." "Milkha's bum." " No, Sampreefs bum" "Milkha's bum." " No, Sampreefs bum" "Milkha.." " Come on." "Red are tomatoes, red is the maiden's veil, red like Sampreefs bum." "Q for..." "Queen" "Queen means?" "S for..." " Sun" "Sun means.." "R for..." " Rose" "Rose means?" "Bum.." "Milkha's red bum." "No. yöurs!" "Sampreefs red bum." "yöur bum will turn red too, if yöu get caned." "Sampreefs red bum!" "yöur red bum." "Stop." "My feet are on fire." "Come in the shade." "I have to reach home." "Let's wait till it's cooler." "We'll run across the dunes." "yöu nuts?" "yöur feet will roast." "I'm off!" "Hey... hey..." "Listen to me, Sardar." "Milkha... yöu will now have to run 400... 400 means 400 meters." "Moron!" "Run one lap around the track." "Just one?" "Guruji, I can easily do 20 laps." "Not 20!" "Put the effort of 20 laps in one." "Yes sir." "Remember one thing." "These races are very important." "The first three will compete in the Brigade games." "They'll represent the Army." "Guru sir where are yöu going?" "How are yöu?" "How about some tea, butter milk?" "Sure." "Milkha, I'll see yöu in a bit." "Yes." " Come on." "How are yöu, Taimoor?" " Rana, sir." "yöu will lose this time." "How are yöur preparations?" " Good." "Taimoor, how are yöur preparations?" "Very good." "Where did yöu get that blazer?" "Why?" "I can see people who wear one are more respected." "I want one too." "yöu do, do yöu?" "Who are yöu?" "I'm Milkha Singh." "EME Centre, Secunderabad Regiment, an athlete." "And even excused from fatigue duty." "Come here Mr. Fatigue Excused." "This is the Indian team blazer." "It is not for riff-raffs." "Only for champions like me." "Got it?" "Now run along." "Get lost!" "Come on." "What are yöu looking at?" "Smart Sikh!" "Milkha is India." "Milkha is a champion." "Champion Milkha Singh." "Bloody thief!" "Stealing my blazer?" "No, I was just trying it on." "Trying it on, were yöu?" "Bloody thief!" "Don't call me a thief." "What else are yöu?" "He's been eyeing it all day." "He's a thief." "Report him." "Think it's yöur pop's?" "Get him suspended." "He's a thief." "Acting smart eh?" "Strip the bugger." "I was only trying it on." "Think it's yöur pop's?" "I was only trying it on." "I'm not a thief!" "Let me go." "I'm not a thief!" "Let him go!" "We caught him stealing." " Shut up!" "I wasn't stealing." "yöu liar!" "Calm down!" "Why did yöu wear his blazer?" "yöu want one?" "An India team blazer?" "Just like that, eh?" "Hey, it's not that easy." "yöu must earn it." "Work bloody hard for it." "Be worthy of it." "yöu really want the blazer?" "Then beat him." "Think yöu can?" "Can yöu?" "Yes I can." "yöu'll beat Sher Singh Rana?" "Have yöu seen him run?" "He's like a bullet." "Have yöu the guts?" "Have yöu the guts?" "Yes, I do." "yöu could try tomorrow." "yöu will beat a thousand Sher Singh Ranas." "On yöur mark." "Set." "Come on, gallop!" "Well done!" "Go!" "Go!" "yöu ran well." "yöu'd be first if it wasn't for the stone." "Gurudev, I choose him too." "Train him well." " Yes sir" "Well done!" "Every time the stone won't be so big that it comes in notice." "yöu must work hard... so nothing comes in yöur way." "Yes, sir." "Come on." "Milkha Singh was a natural." "A gifted athlete." "We merely honed the diamond." "All that is very interesting, but..." "I still don't see why he won't go to Pakistan." "Mr. Secretary, in 1947... millions were celebrating India's freedom." "While others were mourning India's bloody partition." "Millions became refugees." "Milkha was among them." "His new village fell on the other side of the border, in Pakistan." "He was just a kid." "10-12 years or so..." "He came to Delhi, narrowly escaping with his life." "He was all alone." "Ramdeyi...age 22." "Harjeet Kaur... age 24." "Gol Bazaar, Lahore." "Balveer Singh from Sahiwal..." "age 45." "His wife Hardev Kaur... age 41..." "Their son, Preetam Singh..." "age 20... and their daughter Gurrjeet Kaur... age 18." "Please reach the army stall." "Keemti Lal Kakar..." "age 36... from Meerpur." "Yes?" "Is anyone from Govindpura?" "Govindpura?" "My village." "Near Kot Addu." "In Multan, Punjab." " yöu mean it was!" "Multan is in Pakistan now." "We'll fill the form." "Name?" "Milkha Singh of Govindpura." "Who are yöu looking for?" " lshri Kaur." "A relative?" "My elder sister." "How old is she?" "Don't know." "Jasdev Singh...age 45 years." "Gulvant Kaur...age 35 years." "Harbans Kaur...age 34 years." "All from Gujrawala, Lahore." "Please come to the Army stall." "Gulvinder from Mandi Bahauddin." "Bhinder from Miyanwale." "Babbu from Multan... please reach the army stall." "Milkha Singh... village Govindpura..." "district Multan... please reach the army stall." "Milkha Singh, if yöu're hearing my voice, come to the army stall." "Milkhu!" "Baldev, from Sahiwal." "Baljeet Sah an I. ." "Milkhu!" "Milkhu!" "Wrong finger." "My turn again." "Milkhu!" "Hold on tight." "I told yöur father:" "Let's move to India... we have no place in Pakistan." "But he said, no..." "I will not leave my land!" "What did their bravery get them?" "Ishri!" "Massage my feet." "Can't yöu hear?" "Massage my feet." "Don't make me call twice!" "Don't worry." "I will never leave yöu." "Never." "Ball." "Ball." "Ball." "Throw the ball." " What are yöu doing?" "Milkha, pass the ball!" "Hurry HP!" "Pass the ball." "Pick it up!" "Pick it up!" "Want a broken jaw?" "Pick it up!" "Pick it up!" "Take it!" "It's a fight." "Now let's see yöu laugh." "Now let's see yöu laugh." "Now let's see yöu laugh." "yöu're tough!" "Want to join our gang?" "Have the guts?" "Hurry UP" "It's been an hour." "yöu damn..." "He's just a child!" "Get out!" "He's just a child!" "I'll fix yöu." "Get lost!" "Get lost!" "Get lost!" "No, Milkhu!" "Over here!" "If yöu are alive" "Take it full on" "Crush it into powder" "With yöur feet" "Take this pot of life" "Drink it in one shot" "Why die a little everyday" "Give it yöur all and die with Gusto" "Coal is black" "Brought up by the mountains" "Black on the surface, black underneath, black to the core" "But the bugger is for real" "If yöu are alive" "Take it full on" "Take this pot of life" "Drink it in one shot" "Why die a little everyday" "Give it yöur all and die with Gusto" "Coal is black" "Brought up by the mountains" "Black on the surface, black underneath, black to the core" "But the bugger is for real" "Crush it into powder" "With yöur feet" "Why let these dreams stop yöur feet" "Untangle the threads, free yöu stride" "Who keeps accounts of yesterday Who knows about tomorrow irrigate the moment" "Place the burning flame on yöur tongue" "Then even yöur burnt lips shall sing yöur wounds shall hum" "And yöur pain shall become a melody" "If yöu are alive" "Take it full on" "Crush it into powder" "With yöur feet" "Stop." "Come here." "At ease." "Name?" "Recruit Milkha Singh." "Out this late?" "Training for the selection, sir!" "Nights are for sleeping." "Train in the day." "No time in the day, sir!" "I'll see about that." "Yes, sir." "Go and sleep." "Hail India, sir." "Left-right-left." "Left-right-left." "Squad." "Attention!" "Turn left." "Recruit Milkha Singh." " Yes, sir." "What do yöu do at night?" " Sleep, sir!" "Sleep?" "Or run?" "Run." "Then sleep, sir!" "yöu complained yöu've no time in the day, eh?" "I don't, sir!" "I do, sir!" "yöu do?" "Or don't?" "I do and don't, sir!" "yöu'll run in the day from now." "yöu're excused from fatigue duty." "Just run." "Get it?" "Yes sir!" "What do yöu understand?" " Run in the day, sir!" "And at night?" " Sleep, sir!" "Now go!" "Do yöur running!" "Yes, sir." "Go on!" "Hail India!" "Don't stop." "Don't think." "Keep running, else yöu'll get a kick on yöur ass." "Run!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "What water does he drink?" "That's sweat." "Not water." "Sweat?" "Milkha's sweat." "So much?" "He fills a mug a day." "I thought he was mad, but I see he's totally crazy now." "Milkha!" "Milkha!" "yöu please go ahead." "I am loved by all" "A soldier of the country" "Sing with me, Hail India!" "I will grow up to be the nation's pride" "A shining star in the world's eyes" "I will forge ahead" "Left right, left right, halt!" "Take yöur buckets!" "Here." "Listen." "Yes." " I'll carry them for yöu." "Please." "They're heavy." "Please let me." "Leave it." "No, it's fine." "Give it." " No." "Give it, it's heavy." "What's going on here?" "Is he teasing yöu?" "No." "My lover resembles God" "My beloved resembles God" "My lover resembles God" "My beloved resembles God" "Should I love him or worship him" "Should I love him or worship him" "Isn't it one and the same?" "Allah is the foremost" "Allah is the foremost" "This is close to my house." "Can't see anything." "Allah is the foremost" "Allah is the foremost" "Allah is the foremost" "I told yöu I would help." "Helping yöur sister or helping yöurself?" "So?" "So?" "Pick up the buckets!" "I was working." "I know what's going on!" "Why should I visit the temple?" "When love is my God" "Why should I visit a mosque?" "When love is my God" "Hey!" "I'm in love with yöu." "What?" "Water..." "Should I love him or worship him for yöu." "Should I love him or worship him" "Isn't it one and the same?" "Allah is the foremost" "What's yöur name?" "Sorry?" "Odd name, sorry" "Biro... yöur home..." "My name is Milkha Singh." "My lover resembles God" "My beloved resembles God" "So Romeo is alone today?" "Did someone else take the buckets?" "Allah is the foremost" "Allah is the foremost" "yöu, a cascading waterfall of divine light" "I, an age old thirst" "With my eyes I gulped" "Those bountiful waters" "I spend my life just gazing at yöu" "I immediately take off thoughts of any other that tries to wrap me" "Should I love him or worship him" "Should I love him or worship him" "Isn't it one and the same?" "Allah is the foremost" "I love yöu." "Do yöu?" "I love yöu too." "My feet dance the bhangra" "While my breath taps the beat" "I sing songs of love wherever I go" "Should I love him or worship him" "Should I love him or worship him" "Should I love him or worship him" "What are yöu doing right now?" "Allah is the foremost" "Nothing much." "Allah is the foremost" "Allah is the foremost" "Do yöu remember me." "Who is this idiot?" "Don't throw it so hard." "Father's ears turned red." "Didn't he go to work?" " It's a holiday." "Holiday." "Gandhiji's birth anniversary." "What is Gandhiji's holiday?" "Gandhiji got us freedom from the British." "So it's a national holiday on his birthday." "National holiday?" "We have national holidays for important people." "One day there'll be a holiday in Milkha's name." "In yöur name?" "I do important things, too." "Where are yöu going?" "Get off!" "Stand straight!" "Whose is it?" "It's mine." "Not the cycle." "I'm talking about the butter tins." "Did yöu steal them?" "What are yöu saying?" "No!" "I worked hard for them." "Do yöu have a bill?" "A bill for what?" "They're mine." "This is the Shahdara police station." "Without a receipt yöu can't take them past here." "Collect them when yöu have the bill." "They go with me." "Do I have 'dumb ass' printed on my forehead?" "Sorry sir, I can't read." "It's good stuff." "Ok." "Leave one and take one." "No, I will take them both." "yöu sure?" "Oh yes...very sure." "What do yöu think yöu are doing?" "What are yöu doing?" "yöu will fall sick." "Move back." "Have yöu lost it?" " Move back." "Move back." "Move." "Move back." "...9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16.." "...17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22.." "...23, 24, 25, 26.." "...27, 28, 29, 30.." ""31, 32, 33, 34.." "Shut up.." " ..35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40.." "...41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46.." "...47, 48, 49, 50." "Shut up!" "What are yöu doing, Milkha?" "51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56.." "...57.." "...91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96.." "Have yöu lost it?" " "97, 98, 99, 100!" "Why one?" "yöu can have them both now!" "There is something about that boy." "These are the heroes of today... those who rob and steal... thieves and goons." "Biro!" "Biro!" "I want to marry yöu." "Don't be shy." "We'll have dozens of Kids." "Mahinder, Parminder, Jaswinder" "Dharmender, Rajinder." " To be thieves like yöu?" "I'll give up all that." "yöu trust me, don't yöu?" "I'll make something of my life and come back for yöu." "Will yöu wait for me?" "Yes." "Love can conquer anything." "He didn't ask for much." "Just a small business..." "to help live an honest life." "But to earn money, yöu need money don't yöu?" "A thousand?" "Too much..." "Do something!" "We will need a year." "I don't have a year!" "One big last job then." "No, no more stealing..." "I don't want to be a thief." "Ticket please..." "Ticket." "Milkha, yöu've got them?" "No." "Look again." "Hurry HP!" "There are other passengers too." "Stop." "Milkha, run!" "Run!" "Run!" "Milkha Run!" "Why did yöu come here?" " Let's go." "Where are yöur gold earrings?" "yöu sold them to post my bail, didn't yöu?" "I've always taken from yöu." "Don't talk nonsense!" "Let's go home." "He struggled hard... knocked at many a doors." "Ultimately, the Army gave him respectability." "Maybe fate was now on his side." "yöu moron!" "Loosen up." "Grip hard!" "Fool!" "Lift yöur legs." "These shoes are full of nails." "I can't run in them." "Give it a try." "No sir..." "I can't..." "Gurudev Singh.." "Ranvir Singh." "How are yöu?" "How are yöu?" "Is this the stone boy?" " Yes." "Milkha, Ranvir Singh, the Indian team coach." "yöur blessings, sir." "God bless yöu." "How are yöu?" "Fighting with these nails sir." "Now yöu are, but soon these spikes will be yöur best friends." "Sir, can't we run barefoot in the Olympics?" "Don't be.." "Come with me." "Run and show me." "Come back." "Easy... easy..." "Why are yöu hiding their names?" "Who were they?" "Tell me their names once and I will..." "Looks like we'll need to admit him in the hospital tomorrow." "All his efforts gone to waste." "Male no.1 Makhan Singh." "Male no.2 Albert D'Costa." "Male no.3 Shersingh Rana." "Male no.4 Kartar Singh." "Male no.5 Milkha Singh." "Male no.5 Milkha Singh." "Yes, sir." " Oh, God." "Have yöu gone mad?" "Let it be." "Milkha." "Sit down." "Sit down." "Listen carefully... yöu'll get more chances." "If yöu run now, yöu could damage yöur legs forever." "Understood." "Gurudev, make him see sense." "Don't be stubborn... forget it." "What are yöu doing?" "yöur feet are swollen!" "Give it a rest now." "Let me run." "yöu know what this means to me..." "O Lord, keep my honour." "On yöur marks." "Set." "The name of Nanak is like a ship which will save yöu in troubled waters" "The ones who have Nanak's name in their hearts," "Nanak makes them cross the ocean of life" "Nanak makes them cross the ocean of life" "Well done!" "Are yöu all right?" "Are yöu all right?" "Well done." "Are yöu all right?" "Milkha, yöu broke the national record." "yöu crazy fellow... yöu've broken the national record." "Guruji." "Milkha has become India!" "Milk and turmeric powder heals wounds fast." "Who is Milkha Singh?" "I am." "I need yöur measurements for the blazer." "Come in." "Length, 28 inches." "Chest, 38 inches." "During the measurement Milkha looked as shy... as a new bride getting her wedding gown stitched." "Shoulder, 18 inches." "Arms, 28 inches." "Waist, 28 inches." "Wrist, 10 inches." "Jassi." "Yes?" "Milkha." "Milkha!" "I am yöur Milkhu." "I am not a ghost." "No!" "Why wear a coat in this heat?" "This isn't any coat, it's a blazer." "The Indian team blazer." "Look!" "yöur brother has worked very hard for it." "Here, yöu wear it." "I'll look silly in a coat." "Not me." "Try m" "Put it on." "All this fuss for a coat." "It looks so good on yöu." "Now put yöur hands in the pockets." "Like this." "Sister, stop crying." "Do yöu want to flood the Chenab river?" "O dyer of my soul" "O dyer of my soul in the river of yöur colour" "O dyer of my soul in the river of yöur colour" "I want to be immersed" "I don't want a separate identity from yöurs" "A single breath I will not take separate from yöu" "A single breath I will not take separate from yöu" "Let my soul be torn from my body" "I don't want a separate identity from yöurs" "Dye me in yöur colour" "Gently let the colour seep in" "Let rain soaked colour drench me" "Make me yöur own, make me yöur own" "Crafted like an ornament" "I want to wear yöu my love" "Come to my lips let me sing yöu" "Be my only song" "Grind away my anguish" "Dissolve into me" "Melt into me" "Make me yöur own" "Dye me in yöur colour" "Gently let the colour seep in" "Let rain soaked colour drench me" "Make me yöur own, make me yöur own" "Dye me in yöur colour" "Gently let the colour seep in" "Let rain soaked colour drench me" "Make me yöur own, make me yöur own" "Who has come to take me away?" "Who is my Romeo?" "Who are yöu?" "Who are yöu?" "I knew I'd find yöu here." "Give me a hug!" "How are yöu?" "See for yöurself." "Meeru, someone else live here now." "Where is she?" "yöu look Smart." "The others will be thrilled." "I am asking about Biro and yöu are rambling on." "Come let's meet the gang." "Hey, stop it." "What has happened to her?" "They don't live here anymore." "Where do they?" "Don't know." "Come out with it now." "What happened?" "She was married off." "All this was happening and yöu didn't tell me?" "What could I tell yöu?" "And what if I had told yöu?" "Would yöu have dropped everything and come?" "It was too late." "She said she'd wait for me." "Didn't Biro protest?" "She did and was thrashed for it." "Who cares what women want?" "I have to meet her." "Who did she marry?" "What difference does it make?" "It does damn it!" "A single breath I will not take separate from yöu" "Let my soul be torn from my body" "I don't want a separate identity from yöurs" "I can't do it without yöu." "Crazy fellow!" "Of course yöu can!" "Everything will be fine." "Ranvir Singh is a great coach." "I'm losing everyone." "Foolish boy!" "Birds that fly high up don't get attached to small trees." "The sky is the limit." "yöu're off to Australia, a foreign country." "Come on!" "Give me a hug." "Hey Milkha." "Our seats are together." "Mahinder, how does one tie this belt?" "Tie it the way yöu tie pajamas." "Like this." " Hello." "Hello." "Let me help yöu." "There yöu are." "When do we undo it?" "When the plane is in the air." "Who is she?" "What sort of a champion are yöu?" "yöu don't know Perizad?" "She's a swimming champion." "A mermaid." "Isn't she sweet?" "I've heard she's tough with guys." "Doesn't stand fools." "We aren't fools... dumb either." "Then become so." "Hey, it's going to take off!" "The way yöu speed up before a long jump, same thing." "We're about to fly!" "Look!" "Shut up!" "O Lord, have mercy." "Something is wrong..." "I can't see anything." "This isn't right... he's come too high up." "Milkha, what's wrong?" "Look clouds below us... we're above the clouds." " Yes." "I can't see a thing!" "We'll crash!" "Let's get out, come on!" "Sit down." "Milkha, sit down." "Milkha, sit down." "Sir, he's too high!" "We'll crash, sir!" "Sir, I can't see anything." "Excuse me." "All fine?" "What happened?" "Please take the seat." "What happened?" "Look." "We're too high up!" "He'll crash the plane." "Don't worry." "The plane flies over the clouds." "Please calm down." "Please take care of the boys." "Who are yöu?" "The captain." "I fly the plane." "And yöu left the controls?" "Don't worry, two of us fly a plane." "Please take care of them." " Yes." "Everything okay?" "Remember, Mahinder" "Nothing can harm those whom God protects." "Look at those guys." "They're walking to us." "Talk to them." "Hi." "Hello." "yöu guys from India?" "Yes, India." "I like the way yöu do yöur hair." "Boys, come here." "Yes, sir." "Mr. Peter Hamilton." "Our technical advisor." "A champion in his day." "All yöurs." "Ranvir, what's this about?" "That's the Indian way of respecting coaches." "Why don't yöu get them rounded up to my place." "Don't take that trouble, Mr. Hamilton." "It's no problem at all." "It'll give the boys a chance to loosen up a bit." "Get to know each other." "Okay then." "Peter, yöu've beautiful set of pictures here." "They are wonderful." " Thanks, Ranvir." "That one there, is my favorite." "Jesse yöungs." "Brightest." "The champion of champions... a brilliant athlete." "Hey, granddad." "We're going out." "See yöu in the morning." " Stella." "Before yöu do, just come here." "Because I want to introduce yöu to the Indian track running team." "That's the coach, Ranvir Singh." "This is my beautiful granddaughter, Stella." "Nice to meet yöu." " Nice to meet yöu too." "Welcome to Melbourne." " Thank yöu." "These are my friends." "This is Lindsy and Jane." "Hi." " Hello." "So, yöu had a big day." "yöu relaxing?" "No, I'm Milkha Singh. 400mts." "yöu dumb fool... she's asking how yöu are?" "Not yöur name." "Yes, relaxing." "Boys are relaxing fine." " Okay, good." "Granddad, do yöu think it would be okay if the boys came out with us?" "Would yöu like to come with us?" "There's dancing, and music." "yöu think so?" "Go see the city Take a look around... make friends." "Yes, sir." "But don't be late for practice tomorrow." "Yes, sir." "But don't be late for practice tomorrow." "Don't be late." "No, don't be late." "Thank yöu." "Gentlemen, beer." "What is this?" " No, no, beer." "No beer." "Cheers." "Hey yöu slow moving foreigner why fritter time away" "Hey yöu slow moving foreigner why fritter time away" "Walk straight into my arms, why dither so?" "yöu, my whiskey, my hooch yöu've intoxicated me so" "Don't stop me, restrain me not, let me drink like a king" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "In the darkness of the night the hands go astray" "The lips start to lie and morals start to loosen" "When yöu descend into the ocean, the water beams crimson" "When yöu descend into the ocean, the water beams crimson" "The waves become tipsy, and the fish too are drunk yöu, my whiskey, my hooch yöu've intoxicated me so" "Don't stop me, restrain me not, let me drink like a king" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Blend-in boy, blend-in" "Who's there?" "Oh!" "The wrong key." "Wakey-wakey!" "No beer." "Sorry, sir." "yöu're never late." "What's going on?" "Answer me." "I had some beer last night, sir." "yöu came here to drink beer?" " No, sir." "Why did yöu come here?" "To run, sir." "yöu have a qualifying race in 4 days." "If yöu don't qualify... yöu're out." "Look at me!" "Milkha Singh." "To be a sportsman, yöu have to be determined... disciplined and dedicated." "Sorry, sir." "Go warm up." "Yes, sir." "Did yöu score?" "No." "Tell me." " Hey, Singh!" "I'll see yöu later." "yöu're as delicate as glass" "Breathe lightly" "God forbid yöu shatter when yöu strain to turn" "yöu need me so let me carry yöu away" "Walking gently, I'll turn into a habit yöu, my whiskey, my hooch yöu've intoxicated me so" "Don't stop me, restrain me not, let me drink like a king" "Hey, Singh." "I am so sorry." "yöu need to go easy on yöurself, it's so tough out there." "Hey." "yöu're not blaming me, are yöu?" "Are yöu?" "Sorry, Stella." "yöu're not the problem." "I'm the problem." "I'm really going to miss yöu." "Sorry." "Sir." "What is the 400m world record, sir?" "The world is lashing out at yöu" "Welcome the battle cry yöur arms are like oars" "Feet that raise an uproar yöur every vein is iron ore yöu are fire Milkha" "Now yöu run Milkha" "Now yöu run Milkha, run Milkha, run run run run run Milkha" "Let go the baggage of yesterday" "Cut the ropes and leashes that bind yöu" "This earth shall question yöu" "Each breath like fire from the kiln" "Now awaken Milkha" "Now yöu run Milkha" "O rod of steel" "O boat" "O rod of steel" "Turn around the tides of fire" "O boat yöur glory lies in sinking o ju"9le, O jungle" "Today yöu will take on the cities" "Now yöu run Milkha" "Milkha, get up!" "Did yöu hear what I said?" "Get up." "The world record is broken." "Milkha Singh has broken the world record!" "Everyone is cheering... hear them?" "I want that paper back!" "I want that paper back!" "Throw off all yöur cares and troubles" "The skeletons of the past" "The soles of yöur feet are like horse shoes yöu've got to do it come what may" "Yes." "Come on, move." "Move, Milkha." "Tear open the wheels of that chariot Turn it into the divine disc" "Bind well the laces of war" "The lion has emerged from his lair" "Fire the bullet Milkha" "Now yöu must run Milkha" "It killed me." "But I enjoyed it!" "Sir, what is this?" "Put them on." "They're heavy." " Tie them up." "I can't lift my feet, sir." "Never mind..." "yöu'll enjoy this even more." "Now yöu must rise Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Now yöu must rise Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "O rod of steel" "O boat" "The field is yöur cradle" "Cover it with yöur splendour" "The mountains are at yöur head" "Drape the entire sky" "Tie the turban of resolve Milkha" "Now yöu must run Milkha" "Now yöu must rise Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Sorry, please forgive me." "I am not insulting yöu... this is a fight with myself." "O Lord!" "May I die on my feet, not on my knees." "Abdul Khaliq was Pakistan's pride." "The fastest runner in Asia." "Milkha couldn't wait to see him run." "The next day he was to run against him." "I'm grateful to my countrymen and to Coach Javed." "Salaam!" " Thanks." "Javed sir." "yöur boy ran well." "Congratulations." " Thank yöu." "Bravo!" "yöu ruled the field." "Thank yöu, sir." "This is Milkha Singh." "India's 400m champion athlete." "Hello, sir." "yöu're competing in the 200m race." "All the best." "To yöu too." "Watch out." "Watch out, Khaliq." "I hear yöu ran away from Pakistan... have been running ever since, huh?" "Now yöu need to show yöur magic in 200m as well." "Come." "We've seen dozens like Milkha." "We have two choices... leave our village and go to the new India." "Or change our religion as they ask." "We shall not eat cow's meat!" "They can behead us, but we will never change our religion!" "Prepare to fight then." "When Guru Govind Singh left Anantpur Sahib... and reached Garhwal fort... . he had only 40 Sikhs with him." "While the enemy were a million!" "Guruji dressed his sons in armour and sent them to battle." "His forty men fought hard." "They fought a mighty army." "How will we fight?" "They have weapons, horses..." "And us?" "What do we have?" "Enough of bravado!" "Thousands are leaving for India... we should go too." "A sparrow will challenge an eagle," "A sparrow will challenge an eagle," "A lamb will fight a lion," "One man will fight a million." "Guru Govind Singh, bless us!" "A sparrow will challenge an eagle," "A lamb will fight a lion," "One man will fight a million." "Guru Govind Singh, bless us!" "Come on." "Milkha." "Are yöu alright, son?" "Jai Hind sir." "Today, yöu won't salute us, we salute yöu." "The whole unit salutes yöu." "India salutes yöu." "Proud." "Milkha, yöu are an officer now." "No." "All because of the pat on my back and a kick on my butt from yöu sir." "Stay well, my son." "I wish yöu a thousand joys." "yöu have made me happy." "Congratulations to his friends!" "Many many congratulation for Milkhas winning." "Let's celebrate!" "Bite through the electric fire" "Chew the metal's vibrating current" "Set aflame yöur every pore" "Without burning yöurself there's no glow" "The flames are burning Milkha" "Run Milkha" "Run Milkha" "Excuse me." "Can I have a photograph please?" "Of course." "Thank yöu." "Son, yöu have made us proud." "Now make India's flag flutter high at the Rome Olympics." "The hopes of all India ride on yöu." "I will run like my life depends on it." "Wonderful." "Son, what can we do for yöu?" "Panditji, if I win, can yöu declare a national holiday?" "Of course." "A call from Pakistan." "Gentlemen." "Excuse me, please." " Yes." "Ladies and Gentlemen." "An important announcement... what a coincidence that while yöu are all here and..." "Pakistan's President, Field Marshal Ayub Khan has called." "He has accepted my proposal of the lndo-Pak friendship games." "It's an important step toward friendship... between our two nations." "I would like..." "Milkha Singh to lead our contingent... to Pakistan." "All eyes were on Milkha." "But there was a storm brewing in Milkha's head." "Milkha, run!" "Run!" "Why are yöu standing here?" "Son." "Son." "Listen to me... don't be scared." "No harm will come to yöu." "Don't be scared." "Son, be brave." "yöu'll be fine." "Run, Milkha!" "Run!" "Get out of here." "Run, Milkha!" "Run!" "Don't turn back to look!" "So, Pakistan is a terrible memory for Milkha... and we have come to revive those memories." "We have reached Chandigarh." "We've reached." "But what shall we say to Milkha?" "yöu have a nice garden." "It seems gardening interests yöu." "Seems so." "It has suddenly turned cold in Chandigarh hasn't it?" "yöu're right." "Thank yöu." "Sir, sugar?" " One spoon." "Thank yöu." "So much sugar, Milkha?" "It's not good for yöu." "Oh!" "That's mine... yöu aren't here to discuss the weather and sugar." "Milkha, Nehruji wants to meet yöu." "I can't do it sir." "My feet won't move." "My family's blood is in that air, I won't be able to breathe." "Son... yöu're a soldier." "yöur country needs yöu now." "If yöu must wage war with yöur own self for it... then yöu should." "Right now, it's important." "Peace and harmony must prevail between our countries." "Sports are an important means to that goal." "That's all very well, sir... but why won't Milkha Singh meet the press?" "What's the problem?" "Did he rebuff Khaliq's challenge?" "Why the empty chair?" "He knows coming to Pakistan... is a mistake." "Mr. Khaliq, can yöu defeat him?" "God willing" "But where is Milkha Singh?" "Everyone, please sit down!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Mother!" "Why are yöu crying?" "Crying is no good." "Don't cry." "yöur photo..." "Is this yöu?" "Red is the maiden's veil..." "Red are tomatoes..." "Red like Sampreefs butt!" "Milkha's butt." "Sampreet!" "Milkha." "I thought yöu were..." "I Survived..." "I Survived..." "People aren't bad, Milkha." "But circumstances can make them bad." "Partition was a bad time." "Remember our Muslim teacher... he raised me and got me married." "Some milk?" "yöu love it I'm told." " Yes, sister-in-law." "Aren't yöu the Milkha Singh who runs?" "I am... the one who runs." "The connections are done, start the radio." "Hey, change the station." "Just a minute." "Just by looking at the Gaddafi stadium in Lahore... it seems as though entire Pakistan has turned up... in India everyone's heart is beating faster." "We can see the planes throwing colour in the skies... and General Ayub Khan of Pakistan... is entering the stadium in his magnificent cavalcade." "yöur Excellency, good morning." " Welcome to Pakistan." "Thank yöu, sir." " All the best." "Same to yöu, sir." " Sir." "All the best." " Thank yöu, sir." "Best of luck." " Thank yöu, sir." "All the best." " Thank yöu, sir." "All the best, Milkha Singh." " Thank yöu, sir." "Khaliq." "Pakistan's hopes are riding on yöu." "I will do my best." "All the best." " Thank yöu, sir." "And the tension is building." "It's as if everyone is breathing together, or rather everyone has stopped breathing." "Leave them far behind yöu." "No one can defeat yöu." "No, Milkha." "yöu're the best. yöu're the champ." "Squad.." "Go, my lion!" "Run!" "Go, son." "Do it." "Yes." "Milkha Singh." "This could be the last race of yöur life." "That's how I'll run it." "On yöur mark." "There is absolute silence... everyone's eyes are on the race track." "Who will win?" "India's hope Milkha Singh... or Pakistan's star athlete, Asia's tornado, Abdul Khaliq." "Squad..." "The gun is fired and the race has begun." "Pakistan's Abdul Khaliq is leading the pack... looks as though he has decided to come and win today." "He seems to be reaching his goal effortlessly." "Without a care, without a worry, he is running towards the finish line." "Looks like his feet are about to kiss victory." "Come on." " Come on, son." "But wait a minute!" "Something else is happening here..." "Milkha Singh is suddenly catching up... and one by one he is leaving everyone behind!" "And with such ease he has now overtaken Pakistan's Abdul Khaliq!" "This can only be called a miracle which we may not ever get to witness again." "It seems as though Milkha Singh has grown wings... the wind is carrying him forward... or he is running above the clouds." "Come on, Milkha." "Throw off all yöur cares and troubles" "The skeletons of the past" "The soles of yöur feet are like horse shoes yöu've got to do it come what may" "yöu are fire Milkha" "Hail Mother India!" "To celebrate Milkha Singh's glorious victory in Pakistan..." "I propose a public holiday in this honour." "Milkha has planted the Indian flag!" "He's done it!" "No one has ever run like yöu did today." "yöu didn't run my son, yöu flew." "From now on the world will know yöu as..." "'The Flying Sikh.'" "Pakistan bestows this title upon yöu... with pride and honour." "Well done, my boy." "Well done." ""Hope You've Liked  Enjoyed The Movie"" "The world is lashing out at yöu." "Welcome the battle cry." "yöur arms are like oars." "Feet that raise an uproar yöur every vein is iron ore." "yöu are fire Milkha." "Now yöu run Milkha" "Now yöu run Milkha, run Milkha, run run run run run Milkha" "O rod of steel" "O boat" "O rod of steel." "Turn around the tides of fire" "O boat, yöur glory lies in sinking" "Now yöu run Milkha" "Now yöu must rise Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Now awaken Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Now yöu must run Milkha" "The field is yöur cradle." "Cover it with yöur splendour" "The mountains are at yöur head" "Drape the entire sky" "Tie the turban of resolve Milkha yöu are fire Milkha." "Tear open the wheels of that chariot." "Turn it into the divine disc." "Bind well the laces of war." "The lion has emerged from his lair" "Fire the bullet Milkha" "Now yöu must run Milkha" "Now awaken Milkha" "Now awaken Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Bite through the electric fire" "Chew the metal's vibrating current" "Set aflame yöur every pore" "Without burning yöurself there's no glow" "The flames are burning Milkha" "Now awaken Milkha yöu are fire Milkha" "Copyright from SI Media"