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Oh my God!

Hey! At least put some clothes on first!

Amma, you eat with your hands, not your clothes.

Anyway, your dosa, this chutney…

Delicious!

You know, you could be a millionaire.

Oh Lord, what fate awaits you?

The fate your daughter chooses.

-Hold on, stop. Pull over. -Why?

Let's visit Siddhi Daayni temple.

What, amma!

Halt, dear. Her faith and the nation’s democracy.

No questions asked.

Here we go again

Come with me, daddy’s little pet.

Daddy’s pet?

Then for you, I’m the whole damn zoo!

Enough flattery. Hold this.

I just don’t get it.

What’s the point of worshipping like this?

Why force me?

Shut up!

Neither do you pray

nor let your daughter pray.

Hello! Don’t blame me.

Teach her to pray. Who’s stopping you?

Anyway, India is a secular country.

Everyone has the right to live by their beliefs.

See, dear. Didn’t I tell you?

Okay, dad.

Like father, like daughter.

Let’s go.

Excellent, Neha!

The power position…Power position.

Bravo!

Well done, Neha.

-More power. -Yes.

More power.

Easy. Take a breath.

You don’t have to win the Olympics today.

Here, drink up.

Listen, coach,

don’t pin your unfulfilled dreams on our daughter.

Don’t clip her wings before she soars.

Never, Vinita.

Neha is our pride.

Close your eyes and imagine.

Our Neha, beneath the national flag, a gold medal around her neck.

Neha is our national gem.

Isn’t it? Have it.

“I have come as your beloved devotee”

“I have come to spin and twirl for you”

“I have come as your beloved devotee”

“I have come to spin and twirl for you”

“What can I write of you, when you’ve written my destiny”

“Keep me safe, now everything is in your hands”

“My mother, your name is mighty”

“Your praises echo everywhere”

“O mother of the sacred peaks”

“Mountain queen”

“O Bhavani, bless the world with your grace”

“I have come as your beloved devotee”

“I have come to spin and twirl for you”

“I have come as your beloved devotee”

“I have come as your devoted beloved”

“I have come to spin and twirl for you”

When you dance, you make me go crazy.

Divya. Marry me.

I can’t live without you.

I love you.

I love you too.

Let’s just get married, please

Have you lost your mind?

What have you done?

How could you do this?

The choice is yours.

Either marry me or take my life.

Do you really love me that much?

This is nothing.

Test me sometime.

Give my hand.

Okay, listen.

-Can I say something? -Yeah.

I think you could be a huge star.

You should try a different style of reel,

something sexy and glamorous.

Just think about it.

Who even watches that kind of reel these days?

Honestly, you’re wasting your time and your talent.

This is the only kind of reel mom approves of.

Baby, no offense,

but your Hindu faith is still stuck in

imaginary stories of gods and goddesses.

This is our generation.

It’s the Gen Z era.

You’ve got me.

After the wedding, I’ll shoot your reels myself.

The full-on sexy, glamorous kind.

Trust me, you’ll get massive hits online.

Millions and millions of views.

But to get married, you have to be eighteen, right?

Oh please, if you really want something,

there’s always a way.

Has some big wish finally come true?

I’m going to meet a prospective bride.

Who would ever say no to a boy like you?

You have our blessings.

I’ve already got your mom and dad’s blessings in advance.

Hey,

let’s just get married? Please.

Don’t stress.

Just two years more.

Two more years?

Two years to win you over, and now two more?

I can’t bear it anymore.

Oh really?

Sleeping alone is so painful.

Do you even know?

How would you know?

How would you know!!

What do you mean?

Who do I sleep with?

Don’t you sleep with that pole?

It’s not a pole; it’s called a javelin.

It’s my life, and my pride.

Yeah, I know.

Check this out!

I got you a dozen javelins.

Are you crazy?

Only for you, baby.

Anyway, Papa won’t agree before the national team selection.

What if I get you selected for the national team?

How’s that?

See this?

I’ll get him to coach you.

That’s Prasanna sir!

But he’s way out of my league.

Consider it our first wedding gift.

What if you get special training from him?

-Seriously? -Seriously.

Salim.

What do you love the most about me?

Your hair.

Your hair is not just beautiful,

it’s poetry.

Never cut it.

I want to tell you something.

Tell me.

I want to spend my whole life with you.

Me too.

But there’s a problem, Salim.

Your wife, Samia.

I’m giving her a divorce.

There’s one more problem.

Yes, tell me.

I won’t convert, okay?

Love gives freedom.

It’s unconditional.

I don’t even believe in these things.

That’s my Salim.

Here’s an idea.

Let’s start by living together.

Really?

Are you ready for a live-in relationship?

Marriage and living together, hardly any difference.

Hey… What’s wrong?

Do you miss your parents?

I miss everyone.

Such a wedding!

I never imagined it.

Without informing mom and dad, lying to them.

We’ll have a spectacular wedding.

And we’ll get their blessings too.

But why are we even getting married without telling our parents?

Convince your dad,

that’s what I want too.

I don’t feel good about it at all.

Are we really doing the right thing?

God is right here.

Just ask Him.

Alright, listen.

If you don’t want to get married, I’ll wait.

But if you trust me, let’s just do it.

After the wedding, it’s on me to win them over.

Then we’ll have a second wedding, a big grand celebration.

Happy now?

You made it before the nationals!

So when should we tell our parents?

As soon as we get the chance.

Hey, God is right here.

It’s mom.

Hello, mom.

Be home next Wednesday.

Don’t plan anything else, okay?

-Why? -The groom’s family is coming.

I'll hang up

What is it?

Groom…

Oh God!

What happened?

Look at this.

Watch your daughter’s antics.

Read how people are praising your darling girl!

“Youth’s wild season has come, oh my”

“Sliding down slowly, teasingly”

“This wicked scarf of mine”

“What can I do, oh, I’m trapped”

“Keeps swaying bit by bit”

“This curvy waist of mine”

“What can I do, oh, I’m trapped”

I will not spare her today.

Divya!

This girl… What the hell is this?

Why are you screaming? Have you lost it?

Yes, I have!

Why did you make this vulgar reel?

Delete it! Have you gone crazy?

Mom, mom, chill, chill.

You were the one who gave me permission to make dance reel

so, what’s the problem now?

I said if you’re making reels,

make decent ones!

There’s nothing wrong in dancing and singing,

but you can’t parade half naked calling it art.

-Mom! -Delete it!

Keep your old-fashioned nonsense to yourself!

She’s talking back to me!

Look at your daughter!

Look, dear, your mom’s right.

Complete your studies, build a career, then…

This is my career.

Do you even know what an influencer career is?

I can make in a single reel what you earn in a month.

If making vulgar reels is a career,

I don’t want it.

Delete this obscene reel right now.

Are you crazy, mumma?

You can’t just take my phone.

It’s intrusion of my privacy.

-Privacy! Let me tell you about privacy! -Mom!

Mom! No!

I changed your diapers for years.

-You have no privacy from us. -My phone...

Don’t do this.

-We don’t allow this kind of nudity at home. -Mom!

You broke my phone!

Have you gone crazy?

This is the teenage rebellion phase.

We have to handle her carefully.

She’s growing up.

That’s what you need to understand,

she’s no longer a little girl.

She is sixteen.

Deal with this before something terrible happens.

You’re actually moving in with that boy?

Live-in relationship, really?

Yes, dad.

I am going to live my life with him.

You think living with him without getting married

will be okay with us?

Yes, that may be an issue.

But dad, you taught me

it’s my life.

My choices, my decisions.

When did freedom turn into disrespect?

He’s a Muslim. Do you realize what that means?

What the hell?

He is a Muslim!

Hindus don’t have a monopoly on being progressive.

Salim is a liberal journalist.

He has a more progressive approach than your so-called Hindu boys

towards society and life.

I don’t know what world you guys are living in.

Muslim and Hindu can’t marry nonsense.

Seriously!

Darling!

It’s not about whether he’s liberal or not,

try to understand us.

You claim to be liberal progressive Hindus,

but suddenly, in my love life,

you turn into orthodox Hindus.

I don’t understand,

where did this “us v/s them” suddenly come from?

No, you make me understand,

how this will work?

In a few years, when you want to marry him, mark my words,

he won’t marry you without conversion.

I will never marry.

Yes, we’ll stay in a live-in relationship for life.

And I’ve made it very clear to Salim.

I’m never going to convert.

You’ll have children, won’t you? Huh?

What religion will they follow?

I don’t know

and I don’t care also

what religion they follow.

I barely know anything about Hinduism anyway.

You never taught me anything.

How to do puja, why we do it,

how to recite mantras, their meaning?

Gods, temples, rituals, you taught me nothing.

So for me, there’s no difference between Hindus and Muslims.

We didn’t teach you Hinduism,

but you were raised as a Hindu.

As far as your liberal thoughts,

they developed in a Hindu upbringing.

Whether you accept it or not, you are a Hindu, dear.

Darling, you won’t be able to survive.

Islamophobic.

I’m living among Islamophobic people.

I can’t believe.

Stop this nonsense.

And understand this, we won’t accept this relationship.

Then don’t.

-Darling! -Fine, don’t accept it.

But I will prove you wrong.

I promise you dad and mom.

One day you’ll have to accept,

both your mistakes and my Salim.

Darling.

“Oh evening love, my heart goes boom boom boom! “

“Oh evening love, boom boom boom! “

“All the lovers stare at me”

Divya!

You won’t mend your ways.

I’ll beat some sense into you.

You will only come out, when you stop being vulgar.

Mom!!!

Not today. I won’t hear a word from you.

See this? When she was in tenth grade,

she received this certificate.

She’s been into sports since childhood.

That’s great.

And this is her twelfth grade

a gold at the district level,

and a silver at the state level.

And now, she’s preparing for the nationals.

Good people like them are truly rare.

They don’t care that we’re Dalit.

They just want a daughter-in-law who excels in sports.

They say sport knows no caste.

Come on, wear it.

But mom, dad said I’d marry

after the national selection.

So why all of a sudden?

Didn’t I say,

wedding only after your nationals.

And the best part is,

they’ll let you keep playing after the wedding.

My dear.

A good boy and a family like this

comes once in a lifetime.

Your dad has taken care of everything.

Hurry up.

Mom…

I’m already married.

What!

Sorry, mom.

Come aside.

I’ll be back in a minute.

Neha can’t meet them today.

Why? Why not?

Please apologize to them.

-For what? -Fix another day.

-What happened? -Try to understand.

I’ll understand if you explain.

Don’t beat around the bush, get to the point.

What is it?

She got married.

Got married?

Baby, what happened?

I just hate them.

Alright, calm down.

Will you tell me what happened?

I can’t take it anymore, Rasheed.

I just hate them.

Wait, wait…

they haven’t seen your new video, right?

You were right.

Hindu parents can be very rigid.

Baby, I knew it all along.

You never believed me.

My parents are forever chanting God.

Even if I dance, it’s God.

They know nothing about social media.

What's done is done, okay?

What's your next move?

I just don’t want to be with these bunch of jokes.

Specially my mom.

She just hates me.

She smashed my phone.

What? Smashed your phone?

I just hate her. I can’t tolerate that woman.

Swear on Allah! Of all days, your mom chose today.

You were about to become a social media sensation!

Your video had over seven milion views.

Then your mom went and deleted it.

I was dreaming big.

Thinking I'd throw you a party,

arranging the cake.

But never mind, let it be.

Maybe this will just be a dream.

No, Rasheed!

Rasheed, I’ll die without dancing.

I was born to dance.

Dance is my one true passion.

I know that.

I’m not staying her anymore.

Rasheed, take me away from here.

Baby, we can’t just do that.

Please, baby, get me out of here.

Listen, just try this.

Please forgive me.

I messed up.

I thought you’d never approve of this marriage.

I’m really sorry.

Sorry, papa.

Tell her…

she isn’t family anymore.

Don’t say that.

-She’s our daughter. -Papa, please.

She was…but she's an outsider now.

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“Don’t leave, don’t turn away from home”

“O beloved”

“Why turn your eyes away”

“As if we were strangers”

“Your going away feels like”

“Breath slipping away”

“Why turn your eyes away”

“As if we were strangers”

“Your going away feels like”

“Breath slipping away”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

Take good care of my daughter.

To the best of my ability, dad.

“You’re no fragile twig I can break”

“You’re not a path I leave behind”

“Every pore of my body”

“Burns to smoke without you”

“Smoke without you”

“I’ll burn to ashes”

“I’ll fade to dust”

“Yet you'll remain within me, lingering still”

“Why turn your eyes away, as if I'm a stranger"

“Your going away feels like”

“Breath slipping away”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

Wow!! Stairs here too?

Just wait a few days.

I’ll install an escalator for madam.

There was one Salim who fought Akbar the Great for his love?

Let me remind you,

that Salim’s love got bricked into a wall.

So, what’s the fate of this love, Mr. Salim?

Neha.

I'll soon take you to a beautiful home.

Now that we’ve started life together,

whatever we do, we’ll do it together.

When will you introduce me to your family?

Soon.

Divya.

Divya.

Here’s your tea, Divya.

Divya?

Divya?

Suman!

Suman, she…

Oh God!

Manage for a few days, Surekha.

Just till we get possession of our Fort Road flat.

Oh…! So now you’re feeling bad,

that I brought my princess here, huh?

I mean, you dropped that huge bombshell,

before the flat was even ready!

Chill, baby. We're soulmates.

The house is small, but cute.

Thank you.

Wow!

Amazing!

So perfect.

So romantic.

Just a small request

The neighbors are a bit conservative.

so your clothes… just a little.

Anything for love, my boss.

But don’t ask me to wear hijab or burqa, please.

That I can’t do.

Divya...

Don’t take the call.

Try to understand.

Your mom and dad must be really upset.

Give it some time.

Then we’ll both convince them together.

Is this marriage really necessary?

Baby, it’s just a legal formality for your safety.

Otherwise, tomorrow,

your parents might come with the cops.

Drag you away.

Then what right do I have to stop them?

Trust me.

Please sign here.

Congratulations!

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

Why wakeup early,

when you didn’t want to train?

Without papa, I just don’t have the heart.

I miss him so much.

He’s sacrificed everything to get me here.

And I…

Ah, it’s nothing. Just a few days.

We’ll make things right with him.

I promise.

Listen, when can we meet Prasanna sir?

Before the gold medal,

a gold ring is a must.

We’ll meet him next month.

Come in.

Assalamualaikum, abbu.

Walaikum Assalam.

Come inside.

Yes.

Wash your hands and feet first.

She’s that reel girl, right?

The one exposing her body online?

She won’t do it anymore.

Right, dear?

She is my wife.

And she’ll live in this house with respect.

If you want respect, recite the Kalma religiously,

perform Namaaz.

Honor follows naturally.

Yes, abbu.

Come on.

Yes, everything’s fine.

He takes such good care of me.

I’ll surely bring him to meet you one day.

Okay, mom, how’s papa?

Got to go. He’s back.

Come on, hurry up and wash up.

Making fresh round rotis for you today,

been practicing all day.

-Come on. -You eat.

I’m not hungry.

Why not?

What’s wrong?

You’ve been worried for three days.

You will get a job.

What has happened?

Tell me, what’s wrong?

The girl’s father is looking for her,

don’t let her step out.

Things will escalate for sure.

Better get her pregnant.

Things will get fixed.

While she’s young have five to six kids.

The maulvi’s blessings will be upon you.

What happened?

Mom's calling non-stop.

What are you doing?

Wait.

Rasheed, my phone!

No more trouble now.

Sorry.

What was ammi saying about making reels?

Baby.

Listen.

Just convert.

Everyone will be happy.

All the problems will be over.

Then we’ll make reel after reel, the million-views kind.

Really?

Don’t you trust me, baby?

I brought your special biryani from so far.

Spent all day learning to make rotis. Set the table.

Hoping it lifts your mood a bit.

Argh! What’s happened?

Is it some loan?

Look, if it’s job stress, you’ll get one.

What’s bothering you?

And not letting you eat or sleep?

We’ll only find a solution if you tell me the problem.

We can fix it together.

Starving yourself isn’t the answer.

It’s been three days now.

No one can solve my problem.

You eat. You have to practice.

If starving is the solution,

then no more cooking in this house from today.

I’m just worried about you.

Planning to worry yourself to death?

What do you want me to do?

Papa cut ties with me,

and yet I’m managing trials, training, everything here.

And you? Just worrying.

Please eat.

I’m failing.

If I can’t be a good daughter,

at least let me be a good wife.

I’ve failed as a wife.

You’re the reason I’m alive, Neha.

But every day, I have to live a lie.

What do you mean?

My name… it’s not Raju.

It’s Faizan.

What?

What are you saying? Have you gone mad?

My name is Mohammad Faizan.

Give me whatever punishment you want.

I am guilty.

Everything was a lie!

Everything!

All the promises before God, all lies!

I fell in love with you.

That’s deception! That’s not love!

Before your love, religion, faith, everything seemed small.

Worshipping idols was a sin for us, yet I did it.

Everything was a lie.

That’s why you didn’t even let me meet your family!

We can’t marry without conversion.

You’re still Hindu. How could I take you home?

I left everyone for you.

Left Gwalior and came to Agra.

All lies...

I can’t live without you.

No...

You are my love.

No… no! Stop… please, stop!

Stop.

Mom.

Neha.

Mom.

What happened, dear?

Mom...

Speak to me.

Tell me, Neha.

Listen.

Talk to her once.

Just once, to your daughter.

She sounded very distressed.

Mom, I want to com ba-

If you’ve spoken to her, hang up.

I don’t talk to strangers.

Neha…

Are you accepting Islam of your own free will,

without any force?

Yes, I do.

Then repeat after me.

‘I bear witness there is no god but Allah’

‘I bear witness there is no god but Allah’

‘Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah’

‘Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah’

‘I bear witness there is no god but Allah’

‘I bear witness there is no god but Allah’

‘I bear witness there is no god but Allah’

Awesome! Awesome!

From today, your new name is Aaliyah.

Yes.

From today, your new name is Nafeesa.

Aunt is here!

Awesome!

What a beautiful bride you’ve brought, Faizan.

Go in.

Look at Faizan.

What a champion!

Having fun and raking in the cash.

This is for you.

We have data from Assam, Bengal, and Bihar.

Amazing.

Just remember one thing.

An infidel girl isn’t just a girl.

She’s a potential family tree.

Snap her from there, graft her to yours,

the future generations change completely.

When families change, society changes.

And this entire India is the society, we want to change.

Our mission is to win Hindu girls to our side.

Love is more powerful than any weapon.

These non-believing Hindus…

who are they?

They are the world’s biggest fools.

These idiots even gave us the license, to run conversion centers.

These infidel Hindus, desperate to call themselves secular!

Unlike us, they don’t even teach

their own children about their faith.

Because of that,

it’s so easy to bend their girls to our way.

Everything we do is completely legal.

So do whatever you want, do it boldly.

Look at Europe.

France, Belgium, Netherlands, London.

Our mission thrives everywhere.

Where we were a minority yesterday,

today we are the ruling party.

Change of demography is the key.

Now look at India.

Out of roughly 114 crore Hindus,

56 crores are women.

And among them, 8.5 crore unmarried Hindu girls

We have vowed, not one will be spared.

We will convert them all.

God willing,

in the next twenty-five years,

we will redraw the map of the entire country.

In every corner, our people will spread love.

And God willing, by 2047,

all of India will be an Islamic state,

and Sharia will be enforced everywhere.

Grab your new bike keys,

and show better results than Faizan.

You paid four lakhs.

The Dalit girl cost six lakhs.

Fair point.

But in your wedding, Faizan,

there is a problem.

Hello.

Hello.

Oh God!

What have they done to her?

Take off the burqa.

Divya, take off the burqa.

Divya! Divya!

Come home, dear.

You’ll get whatever you want, clothes, college, phone.

Make reels however you like,

-just come home, dear. -We were wrong,

we didn’t understand your feelings, dear. Come home.

Aaliyah is now my wife.

We are married.

She accepted Islam, of her own free will.

Of her own free will?

Or yours?

You trapped a 16-year-old girl with deceit!

Don’t you have any shame?

I swear I’ll make you pay.

I’m her mother.

Madam, your daughter has been saved from disbelief.

Don’t force her freedom away.

And listen,

I’m saying this for your own good...

Shut your nonsense!

Your ‘good’… I’ll show you what good really is!

Want to take the law into your own hands and end up in jail?

Hang me if you must, but I’m not leaving without my girl!

-Calm down, madam. -Take off the burqa, take it off!

-Take off the burqa, take it off! -Calm down, madam.

Come, yes, you too.

Let’s go.

Look, according to the complaint, the POCSO section applies.

But Rasheed’s side has submitted documents,

including a marriage certificate,

with the girl's age proof.

These papers clearly show she's eighteen.

This is all a fraud.

Look at this. This is her birth certificate,

her school leaving certificate,

even her Aadhaar card.

She’s sixteen.

This marriage is illegal.

It’s a POCSO case.

Rasheed is my husband.

Look, there are two different documents.

We’ll need a proper investigation.

Until then, your girl

will stay with them.

No...

This will ruin your life, dear.

Why don’t you understand, Divya.

You’re not listening, papa!

Rasheed isn’t like that.

Let him go.

Divya… Divya...

Divya… Divya, stop, stop.

-Please understand. -Divya, stop!

-Divya! -Divya!

Divya… Divya, stop, stop.

Divya!

Amma. Is everything fine?

-All okay? -Yes.

For you, dad.

Darling,

there was a case just like yours in Delhi,

she was in a live-in.

Her partner butchered her.

Chopped her into 36 pieces.

O dad.

What nonsense you pick up from WhatsApp University?

Anything and everything!

Not everything you see on WhatsApp is false.

Listen dear. Such cases are really rising fast.

Come on, out of 20 crore Muslims,

maybe one or two cases happen, okay?

Don’t generalize like that.

Salim loves me a lot.

I promise you both.

My Salim isn’t like that.

Has everyone gone out, Neha?

Mom, my name is Nafeesa now.

And soon, I’ll be married.

But you are not allowed to enter the mosque.

So she’s truly become a stranger.

If the foundation of a relationship is deceit,

don’t waste your life for it.

You have national games ahead.

Come home.

This is my home now, abbu.

Anyway, you cut ties with me long ago.

And yes, Nationals, Internationals. I’m playing it all.

Faizan’s introducing me to Prasanna Sir.

Now he will train me.

Foolish girl, he is deceiving you!

Can’t you see?

He’s not in love with you.

I know you’re angry, abbu…

Faizan isn’t like that.

-Salim, please open the door. -Yes. Yes.

Hi, baby.

Surekha. Come.

Meet Samia and Rabia.

Samia? Your ex-wife?

Not an ex,

I’m his one and only wife.

I want to talk to you in private, right now.

What the hell!

You were supposed to divorce her.

And instead, you bring her home?

To grant the divorce, I had to pay her dower.

And I used all our saving on our new flat.

Then sell it.

But she will not stay here, Salim.

No!

I’m trying my best.

It’s just a few more days

I’ll divorce her for real. I promise you.

I don’t get it, why did she come here?

It’s her home here.

It was in an encroached area, it got demolished.

Where do I send her?

You have to understand.

Salim, no matter what happens… she is not staying here.

How do you expect me to be okay with all of this?

Please… please…

No. This is final.

She will not stay here, okay?

I don’t even have extra money to pay rent.

Please understand.

Okay,

give me the date.

The last and final date.

Maximum two to three months.

I’ll solve everything. I promise.

You trust me, right?

I trust you.

“Sizzle, hot and spicy”

“Sizzle, you’re the sizzle”

“Sizzle, hot and spicy”

“Sizzle, you’re the sizzle”

What is this drama?

I was just making a reel,

before anyone found out.

It was almost over.

Listen to me.

In our faith, all this dancing and singing is a sin.

A sin?

What are you even saying?

You were the one who said we’d get married,

then you’d make my sexy glamour reel,

-so why the change now? -Yes, I said that.

To get you on the right path.

Listen,

we don’t commit such grave sins.

You’re a true Muslim now.

Follow Allah’s path.

That’s better for your well-being, okay?

No, no… this is betrayal.

I converted because of your words.

Married you,

proved my parents wrong,

lied at the police station.

Alright, calm down. Ammi will hear it.

Listen… dance is my only passion.

I’ll make my reels, no matter what.

-I’m not afraid of anyone. -Alright, calm down now.

Please...

You made my glamour reels.

You promised me, so why now?

I won't spare you!

When is she leaving?

You’re creating an issue out of nothing.

Betrayal!

Betrayal feels like nothing to you, Salim?

I told you before,

we can’t divorce without a reason.

But I genuinely want to divorce her, Surekha.

Otherwise, I could have continued my marriage with Samia, right?

And you know,

our faith allows four marriages.

Your faith?

Where’s that liberal journalist,

who didn’t believe in religion?

That was to show you the right path.

We are never atheists.

Only you infidels are.

I’m leaving you.

This is over.

No.

-No... no, no. -Let go! Hands off!

Until this mess is resolved,

you are not going anywhere.

Do you accept Mohammad Faizan as your husband?

Yes, I do.

Do you accept Mohammad Faizan as your husband?

Yes, I do.

Do you accept Mohammad Faizan as your husband?

Yes, I do.

Wonderful! Congratulations!

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

Take Nafeesa to the other room.

Yes, sir.

We’ll need to keep Nafeesa here for a few days.

Some lessons are essential.

Yes.

Sure, whatever you think best.

For you.

You deserve it.

Where’ s Faizan?

Where’ s Faizan?

Where’s Faizan?

What are you doing? No!

Faizan. Faizan!

Faizan. Faizan! What are you doing?

Faizan. Faizan!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

“I’ll burn to ashes”

“I’ll fade to dust”

Your reward.

“Yet you'll remain within me,”

“lingering still”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

“My companion”

“O beloved”

Now your wife is completely pure.

For forty days, I’ve cleansed her impure body,

purging every trace of filth like postpartum blood.

Go now, embrace your new life.

“Oh evening love, my heart goes boom boom boom! “

Not in your control, huh?

“Oh evening love, my heart goes boom boom boom!“

“All the lovers stare at me”

Rasheed... Rasheed.

Let me make just one, please.

I won’t be able to make it after a few days, not till the baby is born.

Please, Rasheed.

How many times have I told you?

You cannot do this, you just can’t.

All this dancing and singing video nonsense is a sin.

I pray every single prayer.

I recite the Kalma daily. I read the Quran every day.

Just give me this much freedom, please.

Give me at least one reason to live.

Aaliyah, that's all your past now.

You're a true Muslim now.

Your life has changed now.

You’re not the old Divya anymore. You’re Aaliyah.

Understand this very clearly.

I’ve changed my entire life for one promise of yours.

But I don’t get it,

how a single reel can flip your world upside down?

You’ll never learn!

Fine! I'll make your reel.

Now watch how I ‘fix’ you.

No! No!

No!

No!

“O mother, hold me in your embrace”

“O mother, my dreams were washed away with the kohl”

“O mother, hold me in your embrace”

“O mother, my dreams were washed away with the kohl”

“So many nights have passed Yet sleep never came”

“Sing me a lullaby, my mother”

“Such deep silence surrounds me”

“My heart trembles in fear”

“Hum a tune for me, my mother”

“O mother dear”

“O mother dear”

“I couldn't even cry in your embrace”

“Your fingers slipped from mine”

“And where has life brought me now”

“O mother, hold me in your embrace”

“O mother, my dreams were washed away with the kohl”

Surekha is threatening to leave you.

If you can’t convert her,

how will you motivate boys across the country?

Tighten her reins, or you’ll lose all respect.

“Where my pain and sorrow can find refuge”

“Mother surely there is enough space in your embrace”

“Shadows have started haunting”

“Don’t leave me alone, mother”

“Come from wherever you are”

“You daughter calls to you weeping”

“O mother, hold me in your arms”

“O mother, such darkness lies ahead”

“Had I listened to you then”

“Happiness wouldn’t feel so distant now”

“Your fingers slipped from mine”

“And where has life brought me now”

Enough now Rajesh!

Day and night, all you do is watch this!

Nothing will happen to our daughter.

She's not like those other girls.

I know.

I know she's brave, strong.

But...

she's alone there.

But she's stubborn too, just like you.

If you're so worried,

then call her.

You always said,

'True love gives you wings to fly.'

And now? You won't let me step outside.

I'm a prisoner in this house.

I gave up everything for you.

What more do you need to be convinced?

Convert from Surekha to Salma and marry me.

You know this isn't about religion.

This is about my freedom, my choice.

So this is your love.

What does conversion have to do with love?

Please don't force me.

Please, I’m begging you.

-Why can't you understand? -Understand what?

You don’t have an option.

-Hello, dad. -How are you, dear?

I'm fine, really.

And how are your studies going?

Preparing for mock tests.

Good. How's Salim?

Salim's fine too.

He sends his regards.

Everything's alright with you, isn't it, dear?

-Take care, I… -Yes, fine.

I need to go study now.

Love you.

Why is there no option, Salim?

Because this isn't about you and me,

it's about the entire community.

So that's the end of it.

I love you, but that doesn't give

you the right to test me by fire?

Listen carefully, I will not convert.

No matter what you do.

So this means, that only I loved you like a fool!

Answer me!

What answer do you want?

What answer do you want?

Did you ever, even for one day,

one moment, did you ever love me?

It was love.

That's why I brought you on the right path.

On Judgment Day, you'll thank me.

I was raped with your permission.

What 'right path' is that?

You're getting a new life.

Learn to live it.

Jalaluddin swindled you with such a pittance.

We need to bring three more girls now.

This time upper castes are targets.

A Brahmin girl fetches twelve lakhs.

And this girl? What about the money we spent on her?

Don’t you know how we recover cost?

Let's go in.

-Salam walekum, abbu. -Walekum asalam.

Come inside.

Freshen up first.

Ammi, this is Fatima.

My second wife.

Who is she?

This is Fatima.

My second wife.

Papa.

I’m in so much pain.

Papa!

Oh my!

No.

I'm saying for your own good.

Can't you do this much for your family?

Make your peace with it.

Alright, I promise.

I'll only send young men.

You'll enjoy it now, won't you?

Fardeen sir.

Please, come in.

She's been expecting you.

No! Don't!

Get off.

Let go! No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

No! No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

No!

No! No!

No! No!

Let go! No!

No! No!

No! No! No!

-Bloody hell! -Let go! No!

No! No! No!

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No!

No! No!

No!

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No!

No!

No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

No!

Neha, dear.

-Papa? -Neha.

My girl.

Papa...

I tried everything to run away,

but I couldn't get out.

Why did you sever ties with me?

If you hadn't disowned me,

I wouldn't be here like this.

Why didn't you trust us?

You got married without telling us.

But don’t worry, I am here now.

I've come to take you home, child.

Come, let's go.

No! No! No!

No! No!

No!

So much time wasted already.

and the first hearing is three months away.

My daughter's life will be destroyed.

The law moves at its own pace, sir.

You and I…

What kind of law is this that favors criminals?

Love marriage cases are legally very complicated.

Complete grey area.

If the girl says she went willingly, no court can stop her.

There's no law against it.

Meanwhile, if you could perhaps arrange some tea or snacks.

Yes.

This case is mine now.

I'll shake the entire legal system for your daughter.

These songs... aren't they a sin?

Here's the thing, love makes every sinful thing acceptable.

After all, we created Sufi music too.

But your wife?

I married her out of obligation.

Tried to help her, and it ruined me.

Who knows how many boyfriends she's had.

Thank Allah He sent you to give me life again.

Fatima, your love is the only reason

I'm even breathing today.

Don't say that.

I need to tell you something

I'm ashamed to even say it.

Why hesitate from sharing with your wife. Tell me.

Tell me.

The child, whatever Divya is carrying in her womb.

I don't even know

if it's mine or some ex-boyfriend's.

Never mind that.

You're different, Fatima.

You're special.

I don't know how you can even hear the voice of my soul.

I love you.

Look at this husband-stealer.

She'll be a mistress but won't convert.

What did you say?

You cheap lady!

I'm cheap?

You’re cheap!

You’re cheap!

How dare you push!

I gave you complete freedom.

You said you wouldn't wear hijab, I accepted it.

You walked around half-naked, I allowed it.

I let you go out, let you study.

Living together is a sin for us,

but I did even that for our love.

But you turned out to be ungrateful,

just like your entire infidel family.

You never respected my love.

Never valued my sacrifices.

Now watch how I keep you in line.

How I bring you on the right path.

Just watch now!

What path are you talking about?

What do you think I am?

Some kind of project?

This country's Muslims are represented by the greats Abdul Kalam,

Raza Khan, Raheem Bismillah Khan,

Paramveer Chakra winner Abdul Hamid.

Cricketers, film stars,

musicians, dancers, artists.

Good Muslims in every corner of this nation.

And because of those good people,

girls like me trust boys like you.

But you, Salim,

you're a disgrace on your own community.

Disgrace or pride of the community.

You'll find out in just a few years.

When the world hears what happened to me,

Salim, you won't be able to show your face.

Is that so?

How will your little story reach anyone?

No...

Salim!

Salim!

Salim!

Salim you can't do this to me.

Salim!

Salim, no! Stop!

Don’t do this, please.

Stop Salim!

Stop, Salim.

Don’t do this, please.

Stop, Salim.

Stop, Salim!

Don’t do this! Stop!

Don’t do this! Stop!

How long can you keep me locked up?

You can't stop me.

I will expose you, Salim.

Shh... shh, baby, don't cry.

If you can't manage, why have a child?

Rasheed was right about you.

-What did he say? -The usual!

Loved one guy, married another,

pregnant by yet another.

I fell in love with Rasheed when I was in 9th grade.

He chased me online for six months until I gave in.

From then until now, only that scoundrel has been in my life.

Show me one chat, one call with anyone else,

I'll dance naked in the street.

What are you saying?

He says such terrible things about you.

All lies.

He trapped me this way. Now it's your turn.

He loves me.

Real love.

Tell me something.

Did you have another name before Fatima?

Yes.

Sneha.

Fatima.

Coming.

Listen.

Escape while you still can,

or you'll be trapped like me.

Just like all those people rallied at the police station,

we need to go together and put pressure on them.

Only then will my daughter come home.

Satyendra ji, you're absolutely right.

But we're simple middle-class people.

How can we do all this?

We have daughters too.

We can't make enemies of them,

or our girls won't be safe going out.

But if we don't stop them today,

tomorrow this will happen to your daughter.

Then what will you do?

I'm sorry, but don't compare your daughter to ours.

We've all seen those videos.

Listen to me, please.

We're not united,

and that's exactly what they're exploiting.

We're not asking for anything.

Just your voice, your support.

So my daughter knows her community stands with her.

The fear inside her will fade,

then she'll come home on her own.

Satyendra ji, don't blow this out of proportion.

We're 80 percent of India,

how can they overpower us?

80 percent!

But how many of us are actually united?

They have 57 countries.

At the smallest provocation, they all stand together.

And we can't even unite in one neighborhood.

For Divya,

who was born here,

grew up before your eyes,

ate in your homes, played with your children,

had sleepovers.

Until tragedy strikes our own home,

we don’t stand together.

How long will it take them to destroy us?

Please, don't sound like right-wing fanatics.

-Fine then, you tell us my girl… -Suman.

Let's go.

After a thousand years of slavery, if people still haven't learned,

even God can't save them.

Mom.

Yes, dear.

What if something happens to me?

What?

You’ll still blame my dress instead of culprit?

What kind of stupid things are you saying?

That's exactly the logic you used,

in the society meeting about Divya's disappearance?

So I wasn't wrong.

If she hadn't made those videos then…

No, mom.

A girl is a girl.

Commenting on her clothes or lifestyle,

means you're giving culprits an excuse to commit crimes.

Support Divya's parents, mom.

That's our duty.

When you worship secretly,

It’s the purest form of worship.

Aren’t you scared?

You're incredibly fearless.

And you're so innocent,

you just endured everything.

I'm the one responsible for my situation.

My mother showed a little strictness,

so I made her the enemy.

And these boyfriends always seem truer than parents.

Sixteen years of upbringing

lost to six months of flattery.

Even Lord Krishna must be thinking,

look at these two girls, just gossiping away.

Oh my! What a beautiful smile you have.

Come on, let's start.

-What? -Dance.

Have you lost your mind?

Come on, let's make a reel.

Here, tie your hair with this.

Come on, girl, show me your moves.

Get started.

Okay.

“I know no prayers, O Krishna”

“But listen to my silence”

“Others may worship, but who will love you the way I do”

“These wretched feet obey no more”

“Your streets enchant me, dark Lord Kanha”

“I chant, Kanha, I'm lost, Kanha, I surrender”

“Every pore of mine is Yours now”

“My Kanha”

“Every inch of mine has become Yours”

“My Kanha”

“Every inch of mine has become Yours”

“The blue sky knows, the flowing wind knows”

“Why can't You see it”

“Since the Yamuna first began to flow, Radha has been Yours”

“The blue sky knows, the flowing wind knows”

“Why can't You see it”

“Since the Yamuna first began to flow, Radha has been Yours”

She loved dancing during Janmashtami.

Papa?

Divya!

Mumma.

Please forgive me, mumma.

You were right.

I didn't listen to you, mumma.

Are you alright?

Just once.

Just come home, dear.

Anyhow find a way to escape.

Yes, papa.

But I need to expose Rasheed and his family.

I just don't know how.

Save me, papa.

Please, help me.

Listen carefully.

Record a video. Send it to us.

Mom.

Give me the key.

Hindu girls fetch a premium price here.

Customer could arrive any moment.

-This habit of yours needs to end. -What habit?

Four days have passed.

Brother, avoid the face.

The clients complain.

This is all for your benefit.

So please don't fight it.

I can't watch you starve.

Come on, eat.

I'll starve to death,

but I won't eat beef.

-Let go of my hand. -I told you not to fight,

-but you won't learn. - Let go of my hand.

Let go of my hand.

Leave my hand.

Move away!

Good!

Start getting used to eating beef from today.

You'll be alone for the next two days.

Plenty of time for you to think things over.

We're leaving,

but we're leaving beef for you.

Hold this.

I want you in this when I get back.

Keep an eye on her.

My name is Divya Paliwal,

and I apologize to my parents

for betraying sixteen years of their upbringing.

And trusting a deceitful boyfriend of a few months over them.

Mumma, I understand now,

you’re the best.

Papa, please save me.

Rasheed has imprisoned me here,

and he's trapped another girl, converted her too.

Papa, show this video to the police

and expose Rasheed.

If you can please forgive me, mom.

Please bring me home.

Please.

Aaliyah...

Aaliyah...

-What were you doing? -Nothing.

I just put Danish to sleep.

-Give me that phone. -No, I won’t.

No, I won't! Rasheed, no.

Leave it. Give me the phone.

Give me the phone!

Rasheed, give me the phone.

After everything I've done for you, this is how you repay me?

Rasheed!

-Don't hit her, please. -Why did you give her the phone?

Why?

So what if I gave her.

-Girls are not slaves! -Shut up!

Give you a little freedom and you think you're the boss now.

-Give me back my phone, Rasheed. -Stop it.

-Rasheed! I warned you I'd expose you. -Aaliyah, stop..

You monster. Your game is over. Give me my phone.

Give me the phone!

-I'm giving it. Wait, Aaliya! -Hand me the phone.

-Hand me the phone. -Aaliya!

-I won’t spare you. -Enough!

Fatima, I'm warning you.

If you breathe a word of this to anyone,

you will face the same consequences.

Get it?

My whole life, I thought

religion meant nothing to me.

That I am a true secular.

But now I see,

secularism isn't about denying who you are.

My mother's values have seeped into my soul.

My cultural DNA is Hindu.

Today I can say with pride,

I am a Hindu.

And I will never convert.

I won’t let men like Salim

ruin another life.

Mom and dad.

I’m sorry.

But I promise you.

I will make you proud.

What do we do?

We bury her!

What else?

The lanes in our neighborhood are too narrow.

If we carry a body, someone will see us.

Fatima, grab her hand.

Fatima, grab her.

I said grab her.

Pull it.

Your hair is not just beautiful.

It’s poetry.

Never cut it.

Oh my God!

Madam, this ID card was found in the other room.

Thank you.

Sir, it’s Surekha Nair's student ID.

The question is, why did she cut her hair?

What message was she trying to convey?

Sir, we found a letter here.

Amma,

I don't know when the values you gave me,

became my very soul.

I couldn't abandon that soul.

And it couldn't abandon me either.

Sir, here's another one.

The cause of my death is my live-in partner, Salim.

A terrorist disguised as a liberal, progressive journalist.

Who is this Salim?

Track him down.

My child!

My baby!

My daughter!

Oh God, no!

My daughter!

My baby!

Oh God, no!

Oh God, no!

My baby!

Let's show those scoundrels, paradise while they're still breathing.

Forget conversion,

after today, they'll forget their own damn identity.

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

“Shiva's trident has awakened”

“The Ganges flows with fury”

“The damru's thunder roars again”

“Kashi and Kedarnath have risen”

‘Our sleeping pride has now awakened”

“The spear and dagger rise as one”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

Your name is Abida now.

Listen, Maulvi!! Your games are over.

The people have awakened.

Lock him up.

So sir wants to implement new laws in India?

Yes, sir.

Which law?

Sir, sharia law.

And what's the punishment for rape under this law?

Sir, I've heard they cut off the private parts.

Okay.

‘O Bābars, O Aurangzebs, come to your senses’

‘The very soil that gave you birth, belong to it now’

‘How long must we nurture your poison within our sleeves’

‘How long must we alone bear the burden of brotherhood’

‘The doves of peace are now compelled to become hawks’

‘Cast your gaze upon our daughters’

‘and we shall tear it away’

‘As though in furnaces the edges of weapons are being forged’

‘So has youth been tempered in the fire of righteous battle’

‘If you have courage, then come’

‘Hold this flame within your fist’

‘Provoke us now, and from the cellars’

‘We shall summon the intoxicated warriors’

‘The swords of Shivaji, the spears of Maharana’

‘When the valiant Bundelas drive you out’

‘You will gasp for breath’

‘When the war-drum of the Chandelas resounds’

‘You will tremble’

‘If Bajirao’s blade slips free of its sheath’

‘If Prithviraj’s sword, blood-quenched, begins to snarl’

‘What refuge will remain when Kumbha’s daggers strike the heart’

‘If the lion-cubs thunder, in which burrow will you hide’

‘And should the Sikhs of Guru Gobind rise to enact justice’

‘A hundred generations to come will be washed clean of you’

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“Glory to Lord Shiva”

“You'll regret it, you'll regret it”

“If you turned Shiva into Bhairav”

“You'll witness what true destruction is”

“If we perform the Tandav”

“Smearing cremation ash upon this body”

“Our mere movement rewrites fate”

“The poison I've held back in my throat”

“What if I were to release it”

“What if I were to release it”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“O Shambho, Shiv Shambho”

“Shambho Mahadeva”

Mom and dad,

whatever happened to me

was my own mistake.

But please tell every girl my story.

I thought love was above religion.

Why is it always the Hindu girl who converts?

Why is it never the boy?

Never got an answer to this question.

Mom, my final wish is that,

my last rites

be performed according to Hindu tradition.

And if I'm reborn again,

Iet it be in a Hindu family.

I am the real culprit here, child.

Had I not severed ties with you,

you wouldn’t be in this situation today.

-Please forgive me, Neha. -No, please.

Be happy!

Go.

Shall we?

-Yes. Come on.

Bye.

Please perform the naming ceremony.

Please announce the name.

He is a part of Divya.

Divyansh.