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Rea…

Yast…

Rea… Yast!

Yast?

Hmm?

Ma'am, Mr. Jimmy regained consciousness.

He wants to meet you

Please come to the hospital.

He just woke up just a while ago… He's been asking for you ever since

Mr. Jimmy?

-Rea… -Mr. Jimmy?

Are you alright?

Rea, tha---

Rea, tha---

-Rea… -I'm… I'm so sorry about Noor.

Rea…

Rea, that book…

Open that book… Open that book.

This book?

Yeah. Open it.

The fifth…go to the fifth page.

Rea, you… You are a…part of this manadal too.

Nandini…

DAK BUNGALOW VARUNA FOREST DEPARTMENT

Welcome.

-Mr. Jayanand. -Yes.

How are you?

Namaste!

-I don't think we've met. -Robert McCauley.

I'm was the Forest Officer here for 15 years.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Anant.

-Nandini. -Pleasure!

Please come in.

This way.

I've grew so fond of Charandaspur that I left my own country and settled down here.

Yeah!

So I said to him, "No problem, sir… We've put up with you for 300 years…

what's another few years."

Great.

So let's freshen up and head to the place we've come to see.

The Ayast Shrine?

In this heavy rain?

Why? Any problem?

Well, we can see the shrine tomorrow.

Bheema's cooked some delicious local food for you.

So have your dinner and rest tonight. Come.

We'll go in the morning.

-Please come! -Bheema… set the table for dinner!

First tell me something.

The land for the Nuclear Plant got the approvals last month itself right?

Yes… We received the order.

Then why hasn't the work started yet?

You haven't cut down a single tree.

And that… shrine or whatever it is, located in the middle of our plot…

is still standing.

Mr. Anant, ah, there is another forest right

next to the Varuna forest.

In fact, that would be a far more suitable site

for your proposed Nuclear Plant.

We'll… We'll take you there tomorrow.

This isn't a tea stall, Mr. McCauley

That you can open it on this side of the road if the other side's taken.

We're talking about…

a nuclear power plant. Do y'all get the seriousness of this?

-Of course, but you have to-- -Sir…

I'm afraid the Defense Committee has already alloted this site.

It's too late to change it now.

Look, this is my humble and earnest request to you…

Please listen to what I'm saying.

Going out in this storm is extremely dangerous.

Just rest tonight.

We'll show you around in the morning.

Look, Mr. Jayanand… we haven't come all the way here to rest.

We'll go right now and see this place.

All right.

McCauley sir knows Varuna forest very well.

And Mr. Khan, you know those witches.

I can't go there.

That's fair… Shall we?

Within the perimeter of your nuclear plant is… Ayast Shrine.

Ayast? What's that?

There are some women who are known as "Ayastians."

The people of Charandaspur believe… that they worship the devil here.

And they are not women, but witches… who practice all kinds of black magic.

The villagers are so scared… they never come down this route.

I've been researching and investigating their deity,

their symbols and rituals for several years

now

Do you believe in all this?

Doesn't really matter what I believe.

Some things are, beyond the realm of human understanding.

Here.

We have reached the shrine.

Alright, then.

This shrine, or whatever it is… we'll build a new one for them.

Bigger, and better.

I'll go and explain this to them.

Sorry for being blunt.

But take my advice… let Nandini go and talk to them.

But why Nandini?

Ah… Trust him.

He, he knows about this.

People often dismiss other religions as black magic.

And it's followers as witches and sorcerers.

But we're just a group of ordinary women,

who choose to worship an extraordinary God.

And since this pleases him, he grants all our wishes.

This is something that the men of the villages don't understamd.

I'm Rukmani… High Priestess of the Ayastians.

And, contrary to the opinion you city folk have about villagers…

I'm educated too.

I'm Nandini. From Bombay.

A particle physicist.

I mean a research scientist.

And you've come to tear this place down?

Something like that.

Is this the God that you worship?

Yast.

Yast?

I've never heard of this God.

Yast chooses his own devotees.

One can only know Yast if it is one's destiny.

Who knows… Yast might choose you.

I don't believe in god.

But you believe in science…

I know that.

But to follow science so fanatically… To refuse to believe in anything else…

isn't that a form of devotion too?

I'm different from the usual followers.

I never think less of other people's beliefs.

I'm not afraid of new experiences.

That blue stone…

Nandini!

Have you told them?

No, Anant. I was just about to do so.

No problem. I'll tell them.

Look here, Madam… the government has claimed this

land for the good of the people.

We're building a nuclear plant here for the future of our nation.

And nothing you or I say is going to change that.

That's why I am requesting you…

to start making arrangements to move out of this place.

We'll build you a new, Ayast Shrine that's bigger, better,

and in an excellent location…

That's fair…

Thank you.

Shall we, Nandini?

Come, let's go.

Yast is the one who chose this place.

If your people try to demolish this shrine,

then neither will your government be able to stop the coming catastrophe…

Nor will all our prayers.

Great.

Come on

Let's go.

What's the matter?

Why does my lady seem so lost in her thoughts? Hmm?

Who dares trouble my beautiful genius wife?

Hmm…

This problem doesn't look that difficult… not enough to stump Nandini Pant,

India's top physicist.

Right?

Hmm?

Sweetheart, what's wrong?

Anant, the stone around that idol's neck…it wasn't just an ordinary rock.

Hm-hmm…

It just seemed… other-worldly.

Other-worldly, how?

I can't quite explain it, but there was something In that place.

It had a unique energy.

Something mystical.

You didn't feel it?

Something mystical?

Where's this mystical, superstitious nonsense coming from?

These people have just taken a gemstone and given it a chemical wash to increase

its luminosity.

What's so mystical about that?

Forget all this.

You're right love.

But let's atleast look at the site McCauley's proposed?

Who knows, we might find that site more suitable.

-Are you serious? -Where's the harm in it?

So we repeat the whole process again?

New blueprints, approvals, funds, nitty-gritties,

paperwork we are back to square one.

You think have that much time?

I don't believe this.

The dream of building the first nuclear power plant in Independent India is

what brought us together, didn't it?

How can you forget that?

They're about to start building another power plant in Bombay.

Before that I have to finish this project… Anyhow… this is ridiculous.

Anant, I also want this project

to be completed soon.

But clearly, there's something that's stopping me.

Anant, please! Believe in my intuition.

Science is governed by facts, not intuition.

And history only remembers the one who comes first, not the second.

The first nuclear plant will be built here before the one in Bombay.

I'm very clear on that.

Nandini…go back to the guest house… I'll join you when this is done.

Anant, you'll be home very late in this rain.

-We'll manage. -It's ok madam… don't worry so much, we

have a police officer's motorbike. We'll ride it back home.

Nandini… don't worry… I'll be there soon… Okay?

-Mr. Gyassudin? -Yes?

Take her back to the guest house.

-Of course. -Hmm.

Mr. Gyassudin, stop the car.

Here?

Stop the car!

Whatever happens now, the price will have to be paid.

The whole of Charandaspur will have to pay that price.

-Rukmani, I really tried-- -Madam, please let it be.

Yast chooses his own devotees.

Who knows… Yast might choose you.

Whatever happens now, the price will have to be paid.

The whole of Charandaspur will have to pay that price.

Nandini, I needed to speak with you.

Please.

The book of Ayast

The codified laws of our Yast.

It's been with us for ages.

Handed down from one generation to the next one.

We believe that during Yast's first incarnation

on Earth, this was written by him.

It's a book of rituals… and predictions.

A book of predictions… written by your god?

But why are you telling me all this?

Because you're mentioned in this book, Nandini.

Me?

This must be a joke.

Listen.

"If Charandaspur seeks to destroy the Ayast

Shrine…Yast will be reincarnated."

"And Yast will be created by the very same woman who took part in the destruction

of the Ayast Shrine."

"This woman will have three special traits."

"First… she'll be working on an energy

machine of her own."

Are you already working on an energy machine?

I'm a particle physicist. So I would obviously be working

on some sort of machine.

But are you the only one working on a machine like this?

So it is true.

Now for the next special trait

"This woman will be pregnant."

Nandini… are you expecting?

What's going on here?

The villagers were right… you practice black magic.

See that?

Fear makes a person so petty and small.

I thought you were a follower of science. A genius nuclear scientist.

But you're just like the rest of them, aren't you?

I haven't even told Anant about my pregnancy.

We didn't know about it either, Nandini.

It is all been written.

What's the third special trait?

"This woman… will be a widow."

You've already met Anant.

I am obviously not this woman.

Please leave my house.

Nandini, wait.

You may not believe in God, but you believe in science, right?

Imagine,

if we succeed in creating Yast today then you will be able to bring the dead back

to life tomorrow.

Science will finally defeat death and you will be the one to do it.

Madam… it's… Anant sir…

What happened to Anant?

A bike accident…

A tree fell on him.

Where is he?

He didn't survive madam.

What?

Anant sir is gone!

After Anant's death… and despite the nuclear plant

project being discontinued… there was something that kept pulling

me back towards the Ayastians.

The book of Ayast… and the sketches of the

machine drawn in it.

Everything the Ayastians predicted had come true.

And if this were to continue… then it would be as Rukmani said…

science would indeed be able to overcome death.

So to prove her theory.

I decided to put everything I had into building this machine.

You really did it, Nandini.

The Ayast machine is finally ready.

A machine that can control all the energy in the Universe.

If humanity exists because of this energy…

then the smallest moments of joy in their lives…

and their deepest sorrows are just an interplay of energy.

This is where the thumb is inserted.

The thumb will help the machine to assess the person's energy.

And then the machine will harness all that energy… and grant a boon to those…

who are chosen by Yast.

Vaitarni! Moksh!

The granting of boon starts tomorrow.

First, the boon… then at the chosen time, the price.

What is it, Nandini?

The thought of so many people being murdered… still troubles me deeply.

No, Nandini.

These are not murders… They're sacrifices.

Has any revolution ever succeeded without sacrifice?

Whether it's for a nation's independence or the creation of a God.

For now, all I know is that if this process

succeeds in reincarnating your god…

then it can be used to reincarnate human beings as well.

To create each part of Yast,

the book of Ayast has selected each individual carefully.

In return for each individual's sacrifice… the fulfillment of a wish.

The price of the boon must be paid.

Wishes big and small, a wish so greatly desired

that one asks for a boon.

And the price of the boon… is not a thumb… but life itself.

The head of a Shaunak… The torso of a voyeur…

The arms of the demon brothers… The face of a princess…

The legs of a slave's son… The heart of a child…

and the blood of a miracle son.

As soon as they come together, the energy of the machine

will bring to life…. Our Yast.

Today is a truly historic day.

Today, the world will change forever.

My grandson was brutally murdered by them… they cut out my little boy's heart.

Many of you here… have lost beloved members

of your family too.

Before more lives are taken away from us,

those evil witches and their unholy black magic must be destroyed forever!

The deadly scurge of famine that has plagued our sacred Charandaspur…

Who is responsible for it?

It is these devil worshipping witches!

My friends! If we are here to save Charandaspur

from such dangers… then not just from this town,

we must evict them from this world!

Rukmani… there's some bad news.

Jayanand has stirred up a mob and they are on their way here.

Go and get Nandini.

Nandini? Come on!

Hmm.

Radha.

High Priestess.

Anant always used to say…

When the nuclear plant is built, it would be a great day for science.

But whether he'd agree or not… today is an even greater day.

We're about to bring a dead body back to life.

And if we really succeed today, then--

Then the destruction of Charandaspur is assured.

Remember what I'd said, Nandini?

Whatever happens now, the price will have to be paid.

The whole of Charandaspur will have to pay that price.

The price will have to be paid.

Because this world, governed by age old beliefs and customs…

needs a new beginning.

Yast will give birth to a new world.

And for the new to be born, the old will have to die.

When Yast awakens, the entire Universe will tremble…

And the signs for telling the end of this age…

Will rain down from the sky.

From now on, all those who do not believe in Yast,

their families and descendants… will face annihilation.

This baby was also born dead!

My god! You mean to say each and every single child in this ward is stillborn?!

Only the true believers of Yast will live.

All the others will be destroyed.

Rukmani, I did not build this machine

for destruction.

You built this machine, Nandini?

No.

This was built because Yast wished it.

You were just an instrument.

High Priestess!

Yast!

If I can build this machine, I can also destroy it.

-Stop! -Move!

I didn't want to do this, Nandini.

You forced my hand.

Stop them now!

Break down the door!

Ayastians… You must keep the villagers out

until the process is complete!

Do not lose courage!

Just a little longer!

Nandini!

No!

No, Rukmani, wait! Only if you live will our dream

of creating Yast remains alive.

You must get out of here before the villagers force their way in.

Moksha! The stone and the machine.

Go, Rukmani. Go!

Burn it!

Burn it all down!

Julio Masceranhas… That was my grandfather's name.

Alright ready, and smile!

And the baby he adopted was my mother.

Mr Jimmy, all these years I thought I was

seeing myself in my dreams.

But no…

that wasn't me.

It was my grandma… Nandini.

She's trying to say something but, I still can't figure out what…

And then this morning, a word came to me… Yast.

But what is this Yast?