India's most famous athlete Milka Singh has never won a Gold medal at the Olympics. But when he sprinted those tracks be it in Berlin, Tokyo, Rome, Melbourne or Paris, he created a flutter and an epic wave of adulation that knew no language barriers in a newly-independent India - an India where Cricket is yet to scale feverish fervor, where Hockey ruled the roost and where sportsman had to struggle for grants to wear basic paraphernalia like spike shoes and wrist bands. Milka Singh, therefore, fired a nation's imagination when he ran like a Cheetah in races upto 400 metres and won many national and Asian awards. He also broke the World Record for 400 metres acing up the previous record of 45.9 seconds with 45.8 seconds. He achieves iconic fame that makes people like PM Jawaharlal Nehru fete him and appoint him as Goodwill Ambassador for Indo-Pak Games. Even "Padmashri" is conferred on him. In those days, one "Padmashri" is worth a hundred "Padma Bhushan"s because it is given to those who achieved outlier milestones in their chosen calling. How did Milka Singh win so many laurels? What drove him to run the most improbable races of his life - a race to qualify for the national team where he has to beat an athlete Sher Singh who broke his bones and blistered his foot, a race against an arch rival from Pakistan which took Milka Singh's parents in post-partition riots? What were the chief motivations of Milka Singh? Was it an escape from hunger, rewards of money, pride of representing India or an unflinching and almost neurotic obsession with breaking records? What was his love life? What about the allegations on his brief affair with an Australian girl or the swimming athlete from India? Was he really guilty of stealing at the Asian Games or the National Games? Answers to these and many more will find a mesmerising cinematic take by Director Raykesh Omprakash Mehra (you can enter the Spellbee contest if you get his name right). Title role is played by Farhan Akhtar who proves why he is one of the most intense and professional actors wearing a director's cap. In a running time of little over three hours, Mehra has re-created the magical odyessey of Milka Singh from origins as a toddler to his finest hour of annointment as a "Flying Sikh" by Pakistan Premier Ayub Khan.
It seems Milka Singh himself has chiselled portions of the script to render authenticity to the film with a terrific starcast - Pawan Malhotra as the coach and many other famous "art movement" film personalities. Prasoon Joshi does a triple-hat with story, screenplay and dialogues. Most dialogues are in Punjabi but the vocabulary used sprinkles operative Hindi to connect with the masses. PrakashRaj gets a different role that gives him scope to emote rather than utter spitefully. Sonam Kapoor looks the same smiley, shy girl in "Delhi-6" but her role is limited and her disappearance from Milka's (Farhan) life in second half is surprising. Choreography by Ganesh Acharya and two others is catchy and pleasantly different. The steps are matching the energy and sparkle of the trio Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy. They return with a bang - they breathe fire into every song and rev up the overall mood of the film. Surprised to find that one of the producers P.S.Bharathi is also cited as Editor - that has slipped a bit. An illustrious bio-data of 20 years needn't run to 10 pages. Similarly, a career of an iconic Milka Singh needn't be biopicised in three hours. Some scenes should have been cut, even some songs. Director, and by inaction, the Editor have shown many scenes from the childhood as well as the training period to show how Milka Singh became a hardened youth with a fire-in-the belly. Mehra uses the flashback technique to narrate the story of the Flying Sikh but a number of scenes appear repetitive and sometimes slow. The wounds of Partition which scarred Milka's psyche are a recurring theme. The races, even if exciting, are too numerous which sometimes give a documentary-feel.
What endears the film, despite its minor flaws, is the imagery of the rural landscape and a brutally honest portrayal of Milka's trials and triumphs, fetishes and failures. In the annals of world athletics, there may be many superstars who sprinted their way to Olympic glory like Jesse Owens, Ben Johnson but very few have stumbled upon athletics from a background as strange as that of Milka Singh. He joins the Army first, then joins athletics because he will diet will get richer by a glass of milk and two eggs. In all his races, he sprints them first in the mind and then completes it physically almost like a Covey habit of highly effective people. He uses a combination of hardwork, willpower and dedication,as admitted in the film to raise the bar everytime. Today's media show the likes of Gavaskar, Rathod, Sethi and Anand give us that one secret to excel in sports and games. But for so many years Milka Singh has done the talking with his relentless sprinting at a time when Radio carried the waves of commentary, GDP growth was a Hindu rate of growth, and Indians barely began to believe in themselves. Milka Singh opened the first door of liberalisation in sports. For many years, it was half-open and waited for someone to push it wide open and explain the secret of his success. This is the film - inspiring but with some flaws and hot scenes. For all those who only know the famous joke on him ("Are you Relaxing?". "No, I am Milka Singh") "Bhaag Milka Bhaag" will throw better light on the man. New India deserves to know. Rating 4 on 5.
