About “Dhurandhar” in a few words:

Dhurandhar (2025) is a sprawling Indian spy action thriller directed by Aditya Dhar that blends real historical events with cinematic flair. The story revolves around an undercover RAW operative, Hamza Ali Mazari, who infiltrates Karachi’s criminal and political underworld during a covert anti-terror operation, crossing paths with gang leader Rehman Dakait, fierce cop S.P. Choudhary Aslam, and the mysterious Major Iqbal. The film’s mix of action, deception, and complex loyalties keeps you hooked from start to finish.

Meet the characters from Dhurandhar

Hamza Ali Mazari

Okay, Hamza is that magnetic, slightly messy hero everyone can’t stop talking about — the kind who fixes things with a half-smile and a bad pun, and then immediately looks like he regrets the pun. He’s principled in a sort of stubborn, stubborn way, like he’ll argue about right and wrong until everyone’s exhausted, but then he’ll quietly do the right thing anyway (and act like he didn’t care). Has this weird habit of carrying a lucky coin but then forgetting it at the most important moments — dramatic, yes, and probably a metaphor, but also maybe just forgetful. He loves music but insists he’s tone-deaf, which is either a lie or the saddest secret ever. Honestly, he’s the sort of character you root for even when he makes questionable life choices, because hey, that makes him real.

Rehman Dakait

Rehman is the deliciously dangerous kind of antagonist who keeps you guessing — ruthless and unpredictable but oddly principled within his own twisted code, like he’s running a very messy honor system. He can go from calm to volcanic in seconds, and you’ll feel every second (also, he’s suspiciously good at remembering people’s birthdays? Random, I know). There’s a soft corner somewhere, though — maybe for stray dogs or for a childhood photograph he refuses to talk about — which makes him frustratingly human. He hums nursery rhymes when stressed, which is both creepy and endearing, and I cannot decide which. Basically, you’ve got charisma, menace, and a few shockingly tender moments all rolled into one heady mix.

S.P. Choudhary Aslam

Aslam is that by-the-book police type who secretly loves chaos, or at least secretly enjoys making organized lists about chaos — you know the type. Stern, tactical, annoyingly competent, but with little flashes of dry humor that sneak out at the worst possible times and absolutely ruin the intimidating effect. He drinks tea like it’s a tactical tool, arranges files in bolt patterns (I swear), and once baked samosas for the whole station just to prove a point about morale. He’s fair but inflexible, and he will stare you down until you admit your mistakes, then offer help with a sigh. Honestly, he feels like the backbone of the story — dependable, slightly exasperating, and weirdly lovable when he softens.

Major Iqbal

Major Iqbal is the stoic, honor-bound sort — quiet, observant, carries history on his shoulders but tells almost no one about it, which makes him both tragic and cool. Tactical to a fault, he plans like a chess grandmaster and loves routines (morning run, black coffee, stare into the distance), yet he also collects ridiculous things like postcards from places he’s never been — total soft spot, I know. He occasionally cracks a joke that lands exactly once in a blue moon, and when he does everyone forgets how intimidating he is. There’s this whole vibe of a man who’ll do the right thing even if it ruins his day, and honestly, that’s kind of the whole point.