Veer是印度空军中队长，英俊正直，负责营救平民工作 Zaara是一个巴基斯坦姑娘，美丽善良，为了要亲自把从小带大她的奶娘的骨灰送回她的故乡而来到了印度 Veer救了Zaara , 并为她的勇敢和善良所感动，护送她完成奶娘最后的心愿，还邀请她来到自己的家乡认...更多>
Saamiya Siddiqui: [about Veer and Zaara] Which era do these two belong to? Saamiya Siddiqui: Your Honour, Prosecution Counsel Mr Zaheer Khan was very quick to...
: Zakir Ahmed... Saamiya Siddiqui: ...say that the case is as transparant as water, but Mr Zaheer Khan forgets that... Zakir Ahmed: Ms Saamiya Siddiqui, my name is Zakir Ahmed! Saamiya Siddiqui: Being called by another name once has infuriated you to such an extent? Then just think, if you were called by another name every single day for twenty two years, can you imagine what it would feel like then? Chaudhary Sumer Singh: Be it a Pakistani, a Chinese or a Japanese, what does it matter? I don't see all this, all I see is that if the heart is pure, and if the right woman is sitting behind you with her hand on your shoulder, she will never let you fall. Veer Pratap Singh: After having 8-10 children, you come back to India and I'll carry you around the village on my bicycle. Zaara Hayaat Khan: I'd be too fat by then to be carried on a cycle. Veer Pratap Singh: I'll get you a tractor... [first lines] Narrator: One early morning / Lifting the dark blanket of the night / From its pillow of mountain peak / The sun lifted its head / And saw... / The valley's heart is filled with the season of love / And the branches of memories have sprouted / Innumerable blossoms of moments past / That begin to scent the air. / Unspoken, unheard yearnings / Half asleep, half awake / Look out sleepily at life / As it flows in wave upon wave / Every moment new, but also the same / Yes, this life! / Which encompasses love and grief / Meetings as well as partings, and a sense / That time is flowing like a river, whispering as it flows... / "The valley's heart is filled with the season of love / And the branches of memories have sprouted / Innumerable blossoms of moments past / That begin to scent the air..." Veer Pratap Singh, Zaara Hayaat Khan: [singing] For you, / I lived / with my lips sealed. / For you, / I lived / swallowing all my tears. / But in my heart, still burning / is the lamp of love / for you, / for you... [first words] Veer Pratap Singh: That's a F-49... Its speed is 400 miles per hour... Zaara Hayaat Khan: Relax, Ammi, I'm cool! Zaara Hayaat Khan: [to her mother] Can my father sacrifice his life for you? Saamiya Siddiqui: [handing Veer a pot of sindoor] Here, take this and make our Zaara yours forever. [Veer applies the sindoor on Zaara's forehead, thus marrying her] [last lines] Veer Pratap Singh: Come on, Zaara... [Arm in arm, Veer and Zaara cross the border into India together... ]