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Rea.

Yast!

Rea, Yast!

Yast?

Ma'am, Jimmy sir is conscious now.

He wants to meet you.

Please come to the hospital.

He just gained consciousness, and he's been asking for you ever since.

Jimmy ji.

-Rea… -Jimmy ji, are you all right?

Rea, you…

-Rea, that… Rea… -I'm…

so sorry about Noor.

Rea…

Rea, that book…

Open that book. Open it.

-This book? -Yes, open it.

Fifth… The fifth page.

Rea, you…

You are also a part of this mandala.

Nandini?

DAK BUNGALOW VARUNA FOREST DEPARTMENT

Welcome.

Jayanand ji. All good?

Yes, yes. Namaste ji.

-I haven't met you. -Robert McCauley.

I was the forest officer here here for 15 years.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Anant.

-Nandini. -Pleasure.

Come in, please.

Please.

I'm so deeply in love with Charandaspur

that I've abandoned my country and stayed back.

Yes, and we agreed. We have already tolerated you for 300 years,

so what's another few years?

Great. So, we'll just freshen up and head to the place we're here to see.

You want to go to Aayasthal right now? In this rain?

Why? Is that a problem?

Well, Aayasthal isn't going anywhere.

Bhima has cooked you guys a treat.

Have dinner and get some rest. Come on.

We'll go in the morning.

-Please come. -Bhima, set up the dinner table.

I have a question.

You received all the approvals for the nuclear plant last month, right?

Yes, we've got the approvals.

Then, why hasn't the work started yet?

Not even a single tree has been felled.

And I've also heard that the sthal, that's in the middle of the plant site,

is still standing there.

Mr. Anant, there's another forest connected to the Varuna Forest.

In fact, it is a much better site for your proposed plant.

We'll take you there tomorrow.

I'm not opening a tea shop.

The location can't just be changed.

We're talking about a nuclear power plant.

Do you all get the seriousness of it?

-Yes, we do, but-- -Sir.

Actually, the defense committee has already approved this site.

It can't be moved now.

Listen, I sincerely urge you to take my advice.

It's very dangerous to go there in this stormy night.

Take some rest. We'll show you around in the morning.

Look, Jayanand ji, we aren't here to rest.

We want to see it right now.

Okay.

McCauley sahab is well-versed with the Varuna Forest,

and Giyassudin bhai, you knows those witches.

I can't go there.

Fair. Shall we?

Aayasthal falls inside the perimeter of your nuclear plant.

Aayasthal? What's that?

A group of women who are called Aayastis.

The people of Charandaspur believe that they worship the demon,

and that they are not women, but witches

who practice black magic here.

The villagers are so scared of them that they never come this way.

But for many years now, I have been researching their deity,

and the symbols they worship.

You, too, believe in all this?

Doesn't really matter what I believe.

Some things are beyond the realm of human understanding.

This is it.

We're at Aayasthal.

All right then.

We'll build them a new "sthal" or whatever, somewhere else.

A bigger and better one.

I'll go explain it to them.

Excuse me, sir,

but you should let Nandini handle this.

Why Nandini?

Trust him. He knows about this.

People always deem others' faith as black magic.

And the practitioners as witches and wizards.

But we are just ordinary women, who worship our extraordinary deity.

And he grants our wishes in return.

It's as simple, but the men in this village fail to understand it.

I am Rukmini,

the Mahamani of these Aayastis.

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

I'm educated too.

I am Nandini from Bombay,

a particle physicist.

I mean, a research scientist.

And you're here to take this place down?

You can say that.

What is the name of your deity?

Yast.

Yast?

I've never heard of him before.

Yast chooses his devotees.

You get to know Yast only if you are destined for it.

Who knows, Yast might choose you.

I don't believe in God.

You believe in science.

I know.

But following science so fanatically that you stop believing in anything else,

isn't that a form of devotion too?

But unlike regular devotees,

I don't look down upon other practices.

I'm not afraid of new experiences.

That blue stone…

Nandini,

did you tell them?

No, Anant, I was getting there.

No problem, I'll tell them.

Look, madam, the government took this land for the benefit of the masses.

We will build a nuclear plant here for the bright future of this country.

You and I don't have any say in this.

So, I earnestly request you to start shifting your base.

We will build you a bigger and better Aayasthal somewhere else.

Fair?

Thank you.

Shall we, Nandini?

Come, let's go.

Yast has chosen this place.

If you try demolishing it,

neither your government, nor our devotion, will be able to save you

from the destruction that lies ahead.

Great.

Come. Let's go.

What's the matter?

Why does my darling wife look so lost?

Who is bothering my beautiful genius?

This problem seems too banal to bother…

India's top physicist, Nandini Pant.

So?

What's the matter, baby?

Anant, the stone on that sculpture's neck, it didn't look like a regular stone.

It just seemed… other-worldly.

Other-worldly, how?

I can't describe it exactly, but there's something about that place.

It has a different energy.

Something mystical.

Didn't you feel it?

Something mystical?

How are you falling for these mystical superstitions?

They must have chemically washed the gemstone to increase its luminosity.

What's mystical about that, baby?

Forget all this.

You're right.

But let's see McCauley's proposed site too.

What if it's more suitable for us?

Are you serious?

No harm in trying.

And then repeat the whole process?

New blueprints, approvals, funds, nitty-gritties, paperwork.

We are back to square one.

Do we have that time?

I don't believe this.

Our common dream to build the first nuclear plant of Independent India

is what brought us together, right?

How can you forget that?

They're about to start the work for the second plant in Bombay.

I have to finish this project before that. Anyhow.

Anant, even I want to finish this project as soon as possible.

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

Anant, please,

believe in my intuition.

Science is governed by facts, not intuition.

And history will only remember the first, not the second.

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

I'm very clear on that.

Nandini, you should go to the guest house. I'll wrap this up.

Anant, it'll take you forever to get back in this rain.

We'll manage.

Bhabhi ji,

don't worry.

SP sahab has a motorbike. We'll get back on that.

Nandini, don't worry. I'll be there soon.

Okay?

-Giyassudin ji. -Yes?

-Please take her to the Circuit House. -Sure.

Giyassudin ji, stop the car.

Here?

Stop the car.

You will have to pay for what's coming.

All of Charandaspur will have to pay for this.

-Rukmini, I really tried-- -Madam ji, let it be.

Yast chooses his devotees.

Who knows, Yast might choose you.

You will have to pay for what's coming.

All of Charandaspur will have to pay for this.

Nandini, we want to talk to you.

Please.

Aayast Granth.

The holy scripture of our Yast.

It has been with us for decades,

passed down through generations.

We believe that this was written when Yast was first created here.

It's a book of rituals…

and predictions.

A book of predictions, written by your God?

Why are you telling me about it?

Because you're mentioned in it, Nandini.

What?

Is this a joke?

Listen to this.

"If Charandaspur destroys Aayasthal,

Yast will come to life."

"And the woman who is a part of the destruction,

will assist in the creation of Yast."

"That woman will have three characteristics."

"First, she will be working on building an energy device."

Are you working on building an energy device?

I'm a particle physicist.

It's obvious that I am working on some device or the other.

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

That means it's true.

Now listen to the second characteristic.

That woman will be pregnant.

Nandini,

are you pregnant?

What is this?

The villagers are right.

You practice black magic.

You see? Fear makes us so small.

I thought you were a devotee of science? A genius nuclear scientist?

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

Even Anant doesn't know about the pregnancy.

We didn't know either, Nandini.

It's already written in here.

What's the third characteristic?

She will be…

a widow.

You've met Anant, haven't you?

I am obviously not that woman.

Please leave.

Nandini, wait a minute.

You may not believe in God, but you believe in science.

Just imagine, if we are successful in creating Yast,

you can use the technology to even resurrect a dead body.

Science will defeat death, and you will be the one behind it.

Bhabhi…

Anant sir…

What happened to Anant?

Bike accident.

A tree fell on him.

Where is he?

He's no more, Bhabhi.

What?

Anant sir is no more.

After Anant's demise, and despite the nuclear plant being shut down,

something was still pulling me towards the Aayastis.

The Aayast Granth,

and the sketches of the device in it.

Every prediction made by the Aayastis has come true.

If this continues, Rukmini's words will come true

and science will truly defeat death.

And to test this theory, I decided to make the device.

You did it, Nandini.

The Aayast device is ready.

A device that can control universal energy.

If humans exist because of energy,

then every little joy and every tragedy in our lives

is also orchestrated by energy.

The thumb will be placed here.

A person's energy can be analyzed from the thumb.

And then, this device will alter the energy

and grant miracles

to those whom Yast has chosen.

Vaitarni. Moksha.

Start the process of granting miracles tomorrow.

First, the miracle will be granted.

When the time comes, they pay the price.

What's the matter, Nandini?

The thought of so many murders…

still makes me uncomfortable.

No, Nandini.

These are not murders,

but sacrifices.

No war can be won without sacrifices,

be it the freedom fight for a country, or the creation of a new God.

Right now, all I know is that

if this process really helps to create your God,

then it can also be used to resurrect a dead human.

The Aayast Granth has meticulously chosen a human for each part of Yast.

And in exchange for their sacrifice,

their miracles will be granted.

Miracle comes at a cost.

Wishes, big and small,

and the miracles sought for the fulfillment of these wishes.

And the price to pay…

Not a thumb,

but a life.

A shaunak's head.

A voyeur's torso.

Shumbh-Nishumbh's arms.

The face of a princess.

The feet of a servant's son.

A child's heart.

And The Blood of the Miracle Son.

When these come together, the energy from the device will bring to life…

our Yast.

It's a historical day today.

The world will change today.

They slaughtered my grandson!

They carved out his heart!

Many of you have also lost your family members.

Before more lives are lost,

these witches and their black magic

must be destroyed forever!

Who is responsible for the evil shadow looming over our holy Charandaspur?

These witches are responsible for it!

Brothers, if we want to save Charandaspur from dangers,

they must not only be erased from here, but from the world!

Rukmini, there is some bad news.

Jayanand has instigated the villagers and they are heading this way.

Call Nandini.

Nandini, come with me.

Radha.

Mahamani.

Anant used to say,

the day the nuclear plant is built will be a great day for science.

But, whether he believes it or not,

today is an even greater day.

We are going to breathe life into a lifeless body.

If we actually succeed today--

Charandaspur will be destroyed.

Remember what I told you, Nandini?

You will have to pay for what's coming.

All of Charandaspur will have to pay for this.

The price has to be paid.

Because this world needs a break from the age-old customs, a fresh start.

Yast will create a new world.

But for anything new to begin, the old must die.

The entire universe will shake when Yast awakens.

And the warning sign of this apocalypse…

will rain from the skies.

Here on, the future generations of anyone who doesn't believe in Yast

will be erased.

This one also died at birth.

You mean, all the babies here are stillborn?

Only the true devotees of Yast will live.

Everyone else will be destroyed.

Rukmini, I didn't create this device for destruction.

Did you create this device, Nandini?

No.

This was all a part of Yast's plan.

You were just the medium.

Mahamani.

Yast!

If I can create this device, I can destroy it too.

-Stop! -Move aside!

I didn't want to do this, Nandini.

You forced me.

Stop them!

Break the door!

Aayastis!

Don't let the villagers in before the process is completed.

Don't lose courage!

Just a little longer.

Nandini!

No!

No, Rukmini, if you stay alive, our dream of making Yast will also stay alive.

You must leave before the villagers break in, Rukmini.

Moksha, get the gem and the device.

Go, Rukmini. Go!

Burn everything down!

Julio Mascarenhas, my maternal grandfather.

Ready? And smile!

The child they adopted was my mother.

Jimmy ji, I always thought I was seeing myself in my dreams.

But I was wrong.

That wasn't me.

It was my grandmother…

Nandini.

She's been trying to say something to me,

but I could never understand it.

But this morning, a word occurred to me.

Yast.

But what is Yast?

Subtitle translation by: Nidhi Thakur