He was the only loving son of a noble and dutiful police officer whose loyalty was examplary in the entire police department.Born to kindhearted mother who was worshipped by one and all.He was so enterprising and talented even as a kid of eight years that he could have grown up to be a leader to serve his country. But the crooked mercilessly rendered him parentless,even before he could see throught the eighth spring of his yooung life. Stunned by sudden collapse of family prestige and seperation of her husband,his loving mother turned instantly mad.She forgot her own identity,even her own son. Thus this crooked world turned an innocent young lad of eight years into a lone leaf lost in stormy struggle of existence.At his tender age he had to do all sorts of odd jobs,to wash and serve glasses at Padcal's liquor joint,to do shoe-shining on roads and what not. "DUS NUMBRI- in whose domain even a fish couldn't drink water of his pond without his permission.The very name of "DUS NUMBRI" hovered like a terror in all quarters.Be it vivacious Rosemary the card-sharpener or mysterious police constable Karansingh.They may be smugglers hirelings like Damodar and Veeru,or the professional 'killer' Sankta.DUS NUMBRI the ultimate Hero who never shunned the path of justice,but helped the poor,fought the evil,hoodwinked the law,and still emerged victorious by bringing her mother back to sanity and reuniting with his father honourably acquittd from the Law.