The crowd turns. The army drops their guns. Even the general removes his hat.
"Aap sahi kehte hain, Huzoor. Aap aaine hain. Aur aaine mein... desh ko apna chehra dikhta hai." (You're right, sir. You are the mirror. And in that mirror... the nation sees its own face.)
MahaNetaa (The Great Leader)
He picks up the rusty scissors. He doesn't cut Raju. He cuts his own reflection in the mirror.
"Satta mein kamaal hai... par insaan mein bhagwaan hai." (Power has a miracle... but humanity has a god.) Would you like this expanded into a full 10-page screenplay treatment or adapted for a short film script?
