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Juliet!

Juliet!

Juliet!

Juliet...

I wish Juliet is born

in a world untouched by hate...

A world where people believe only in love.

Maybe there,

we could finally live together.

A place where people would understand what our love meant.

We failed to teach this world how to love.

So I'm coming to that world instead.

Wait for me.

Romeo.

Romeo...?

Romeo?

Romeo?

Romeo!

Romeo!

Romeo...

Some will be forgiven.

Some will be punished.

But the world will never witness another tale like this again.

Ladies and gentlemen,

such is the tale of Romeo and Juliet!

Hi!

Great job.

Congratulations. Amazing.

- So good. - Thank you.

You were so good.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

Good job, guys. Good job.

Our director... Mr. Asad Mefooz.

One second, sir!

I have a small announcement to make.

An announcement?

What announcement?

I have a small request.

Please don't leave the theatre without watching the final act.

Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet ended in tragedy...

We've been watching it for centuries.

But tonight, you have a real-life Romeo among you.

That's me.

A man who loves his Juliet with all his heart.

Pooja...

Pooja Dogra...

I love you...

Since the day we met and saved each other's lives.

I want to take care of you for the rest of my life.

Pooja Dogra...

will you marry me?

Congratulations.

- Congratulations. - Congratulations.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

Madam, people have just started celebrating outside

and you already came inside with this cute little face of yours?

What's wrong?

You didn't like the ring?

Nitya's insane.

She rushed me into picking this one.

We can get it exchanged.

You pick the one you like.

Your choice is always the best anyway, right?

What's wrong?

Too much of a surprise?

Listen, this is all I planned.

I haven't thought beyond this yet.

We'll get married when--

Anni, what were you trying to prove by proposing in front of everyone?

Nothing.

The other day you said,

"Anni, I want to settle down."

You wanted a grand proposal.

That's why Jagdish, Nitya and I...

we all planned this together.

Yes, I do want to settle down.

Just not with you.

With Vikram.

Vikram? Where did he come from?

What do you mean where did he come from?

He's the one, Anni.

Pooja, you broke up with him last year.

So? We're back together now.

Oh, you're back together now.

Great. Turns out you're the one who surprised me.

I can't keep giving you updates about every little thing.

You just said yes to my love in front of everyone.

Love?

What love?

And you think after what you did to me,

this is even fucking possible?

That was a long time ago.

Whatever. I'm with Vikram now.

That's it.

So kindly just back off.

Okay, listen, Pooja,

Right now, it's Vikram.

Before him, it was Udayveer.

Before that, Siraj.

Every time, you thought they were "the one."

And every time, it fell apart, didn't it?

So many boys came and went over the last five years

but there was only one person who always stood by you.

Me.

Yes, you stood by me...

Like a vulture circling my life.

Just waiting for my relationships to fall apart

so that you could swoop in again.

Pooja, I love you so much.

Enough for both of us.

You think so.

I don't.

But why?

What am I lacking?

Come on, Anni...

Fine, forget all that.

Just give us one chance.

This surprise, whatever this was... let's forget all that.

I don't want to give it another chance.

You know what?

- No. - Please leave me alone.

I'm done with your fucking mess and...

Goodbye.

Pooja, I'm sorry, sorry, so sorry.

Anni, Anni, please, let me go.

- Just-just let me go. - Pooja!

Anni, I'm done with you.

Everyone's waiting outside for us.

What am I supposed to tell them?

Let go of my hand.

Please don't do this.

No one will love you more than me, Pooja.

Trust me.

I'll do something to myself!

You'll regret this!

I'll regret this?

Do whatever you want to.

But leave me alone.

Just fuck off and go to hell!

Die, you fucking piece of shit.

Fuck off!

You made me feel like an outsider,

You cast me aside like I meant nothing either,

You made me feel like an outsider,

You cast me aside like I meant nothing either,

You turned me into a stranger...

Made me a stranger.

What can I tell you of the pain I'm going through?

Speaking what's in my heart feels like a punishment too.

What can I tell you of the pain I'm going through?

Speaking what's in my heart feels like a punishment too.

Why did fate leave me with

these scattered pieces of dreams?

The one who was meant to walk beside me

Was parted from me in my hour of need.

You never told me anything,

You made me suffer endlessly.

You turned me into a stranger...

Made me a stranger.

What can I...

What can I tell you of the pain I'm going through?

Speaking what's in my heart feels like a punishment too.

What can I tell you of the pain I'm going through?

Speaking what's in my heart feels like a punishment too.

It's a punishment...

My love, my tear-filled eyes ache to know how you are,

Please say something, I'm begging you from my heart.

My love, my tear-filled eyes ache to know how you are,

Please say something, I'm begging you from my heart.

So... how did it go?

Anni...?

Tell me what happened.

Are you alright?

Anni?

The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.

Please try again later.

The person you are trying to contact.

The person is not accepting your call at the moment.

Please try again later.

If she wants to act, then act.

If she wants a startup, then do that.

But at least stick to one thing.

Her mind changes every other day.

You're talking about my boyfriends, aren't you?

Well, I'm not changing boyfriends anymore.

I've decided.

I want to get married.

Getting married is great...

but boys who run NGOs can't really run households, you know.

Oh God! This is a limit.

I'm not talking about Aniket. I'm talking about Vikram.

Vikram?

Vikram Malhotra.

The guy I went to A. R. Rahman's concert with.

He's in Dubai for a business meeting right now.

I'll make you meet his parents once he's back.

Congratulations, Pooja Di (sister).

Just eat.

Bless that Vikram for finally convincing you.

Anni?

What happened?

Did someone die?

My child!

My boy!

Your Anni is gone, my dear.

Rickshaw! Rickshaw!

Pooja!

Anni was closest to you.

He came home right after meeting you.

Why did you reject him?

Answer me! Why did you reject him?

That poor boy loved you so much and what did you do with him?

Tell me!

Answer me!

Where are you running off to?

Pooja!

Let's go, please. Green Park.

Anni was so happy.

I just can't understand why did he do this.

Aunty, I'll tell you why he did it.

He wasn't happy.

Pooja is the reason all of this happened.

Pooja?!

Yes. Your precious Pooja.

Why would you say that, Bhaiya (big brother)?

She led Anni on for five whole years.

Day and night, she toyed with his feelings.

Aunty, I could see it in her eyes that day at the hospital

and even today at your house.

She's behind all this.

First she agreed to marry Anni and then backed out.

That's what pushed him over the edge.

Don't worry, Aunty, I won't spare that witch.

Don't worry,

I won't let her get away with this.

Don't worry.

Aniket... wasn't just a good actor.

He was also a social worker

who always wanted to help others.

When I wanted to join Junoon,

Aniket went out of his way to help me.

Everything I am today,

I owe it to Aniket.

A good son. A good friend. A good actor.

He was a very good person.

He always did the right thing.

Except this one time.

He left us all.

I was Aniket's understudy.

I used to watch him, observe him...

You know, I always looked up to him as...

Funny how she never showed all these emotions when he was alive.

And now suddenly, she cannot control her emotions.

Pooja...

Mr. Asad,

I don't think I can do this play anymore.

I don't know why I feel like everyone's looking at me differently.

Like they blame me.

Look dear, it's a difficult time for everybody.

They don't know how to deal with this.

Even I don't know how to deal with this.

Do you think...

he did this because of me?

What I think hardly matters.

It matters to me.

You are the reason Anni did this.

Whether you are responsible for it or not,

that I honestly don't know.

Dad?

- Yes? - Mom's calling.

- Talk to her. - Give it to me.

Yes, tell me.

Sana...

Sana, I wanted to talk to you about something.

Mom... what's wrong?

Hello, Ms. Sushila.

Hi, Mr. Jatin.

Please, have a seat.

How are you doing?

I'm fine. How about you?

I'm absolutely fine.

So... is your phone broken?

No.

It's absolutely fine. Perfect.

Then why am I hearing about this news through the newspapers?

The boy's family hasn't filed a complaint, so...

Then I'll make sure they do.

Set up a meeting with them.

What did she do?

Who?

The girl.

What do you mean?

If an underage boy commits suicide,

they blame academic pressure.

But if he's over 18,

most of the time, it's because of a girl.

That boy did write a suicide note.

Amit.

Aniket.

Yes.

Aniket wrote an email to the girl before committing suicide.

Give me an outline.

Five-year relationship.

Boy proposes marriage.

Girl rejects him.

Poor guy couldn't handle it and...

And it had no effect on the girl?

What exactly is your problem with women?

I don't have a problem with women.

I have a problem with the wrong kind of women.

And I sympathize with right men

whose lives are ruined by them.

Don't women commit crimes?

They do. Of course, they do.

Then why is the law always softer on women?

We talk about feminism.

And that's fine. We should.

But why does nobody talk

about the psychological abuse men go through?

That deserves attention too.

Do you have any idea how many innocent men get destroyed

every year because of the misuse of dowry laws?

I've sent you the family's phone number.

Go start your revolution.

I never imagined Pooja would turn out like this.

Aniket did so much for her.

Sir, I want revenge for what she did

to my brother.

I want to see her rot in jail.

Getting justice for Aniket is my responsibility now.

She snatched a son away from his widowed mother.

She will pay for this sin.

Thank you, Mr. Jatin.

Don't look at them, Pooja. Please.

How is this helping?

Vikram, the whole world thinks I'm responsible for what happened.

It was a suicide.

Everyone wants to know why he did it.

Everyone wants a resolution.

And unfortunately, there is no resolution when it comes to suicide.

Then why make me the reason?

Because they need someone to blame.

You see, a suicide without a reason can disrupt a society.

It makes them think,

"What if I do it someday too?"

You love me, right?

Now where did that come from?

It feels like everyone hates me.

I don't.

Stop it now.

Don't...

Where have you been?

We have been trying to call you.

Dad, my phone was off.

Pooja Dogra?

Yes?

You are under arrest in Aniket Srivastava's suicide case.

- Geeta. - What?

- Excuse me, madam. Please wait. - Give me my phone back.

Do you have a warrant?

We don't need a warrant for this.

It's a case of abetment to suicide.

Geeta.

Listen to me.

Ma'am, I didn't do anything. Just listen to me.

Let go of me.

- Dad? - Pooja!

Vikram, can just tell them...

I'll get the lawyer, Pooja. Don't worry.

I'll take care of this.

Let me talk to them.

Don't worry.

Dad!

It's because of girls like Pooja Dogra

that all women get judged.

Because what she did was literally wrong, man.

Pooja? Pooja Dogra?

She's brought great shame to artists,

not just in India, but world over.

Because of a cold-hearted girl like her, we lost a friend.

Girls like Pooja misuse their freedom.

What she's done is just disgraceful to say the least.

"My life belongs to you."

Kids these days, I tell you!

How long had you known Aniket?

Since college.

You both were in the same college?

Different colleges.

But we were both part of Asad sir's theatre group.

That's where we became friends.

And when did love happen?

Password.

What kind of guy was Aniket?

Anni was very simple and caring.

He had a very helpful nature.

Caring, simple, helpful nature...

I don't see any chats saved under "Aniket".

He was saved as "My Romeo."

"My Romeo?"

He saved it.

We used to perform Romeo and Juliet together.

That's why.

There are no chats here with your Romeo.

Sorry... "My Romeo."

But Aniket's phone is full of chats.

What were you trying to hide by deleting those chats?

Huh?

Why did you delete the chats?

Well...

we had a fight.

People delete chats after a fight?

What were you trying to hide by deleting those chats?

Why didn't you answer his calls?

Aniket called you 13 times before he committed suicide.

Why didn't you pick up his calls?

Why?!

Well, ma'am...

What was the fight about?

It was a private matter.

His tongue was hanging out.

His neck has snapped.

Blood poured out of his nose.

And after he died, he wet himself.

The whole room stank.

Now I can't exactly ask him

what the "Personal matter" was.

So, you tell me.

Answer me!

Aniket committed suicide because of you.

He wrote you an email before he died.

You read it, didn't you?

Now stop hiding things and tell the truth.

Or I'll slap so many charges on you

that you'll forget how to toy with boys.

I want a lawyer.

Done acting innocent already?

I know exactly how clever you are.

Hello.

Hello?

Sana...

Pooja? Pooja, I'm busy right now. I'll call you later, okay?

Sana, I'm arrested.

I'm at the police station.

What?!

What happened, son?

They'll take Pooja to the magistrate first.

Only then can we meet her.

Then we definitely need a lawyer.

I spoke to a friend. Her brother's a High court lawyer.

So, he'll get her out.

Sana!

- Aunty... - Sana, Pooja...

Aunty...

It's okay, it's okay, calm down.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

Everything's going to be fine.

Sana, am I actually going to jail?

You'll get bail, I think.

"I think"?

You know I'm a corporate lawyer, right?

But now that I'm here, I'll...

I'll figure it out.

What happened that night after the proposal?

You haven't spoken to me even once since Aniket died.

Can we focus on the case, please?

So you think the same thing everyone else does?

That I killed Anni?

We have very little time before the hearing with the magistrate.

Talk to me, Sana.

When I called you... I was calling my friend, Sana.

No.

You called me because I'm the only lawyer you know.

I need a friend along with a lawyer.

This "friend" tried to reason it out with you.

I warned you at every stage.

Didn't I?

"Anni is a sensitive guy, don't play with his emotions."

But I did not play with his emotions.

Then why did you keep treating him as a backup?

He wasn't a backup.

He was my friend.

You knew he's interested in you, but you never cut him off.

Who keeps someone stuck in the friend zone for five years?

How is it my fault?

Anni was crazy...

He was crazy about you, and...

Why couldn't you handle this better, Pooja?

Anni's gone.

He's dead.

Does his family think I killed him too?

His family filed a police complaint against you.

You better compose yourself and...

tell me what happened.

Tell me what happened that night.

You were there during the proposal.

Then in the green room, I rejected him.

We had an argument, and I walked out.

Did you...

Did you ask him to kill himself?

Not even in a fit of rage?

- Maybe... - Maybe?

I didn't mean it.

So you did say it?

It must've slipped out by mistake in the heat of the moment.

"By mistake"?

I don't know.

Did Anni try contacting you again that night?

Yes, but I switched my phone off.

Why?

You know Anni.

I thought he is emotionally blackmailing me.

You knew he was shattered, right?

I didn't know he's going to fucking kill himself!

Do you regret not calling him back?

Yes, I regret it.

Every day!

Every fucking moment!

Ever since Anni died, that's all I think about.

If only I hadn't switched my phone off that night.

I made a mistake by not answering his call.

But... can I really go to jail for that?

- Pooja Dogra... - Shame on you!

Our culture sets examples with Mother Sita,

Holy Ganges, and Rani Lakshmibai.

And girls like Pooja Dogra, who change boyfriends every other day

are insulting our values and our culture.

I say women like her must be punished severely to set an example.

So that our younger generation

doesn't lose its way.

No, I need that email before the hearing starts.

Ma'am... ma'am, I'm on it.

Hurry up, please.

- You okay? - I don't know.

Don't do it, man.

What happened? Is everything alright?

What's wrong?

It's alright.

You know how much Anni respected you.

And now you're defending the girl who drove him to death?

Rajan, Pooja's our friend too.

She's nobody's friend!

She uses people and throws them away!

That bitch!

- Rajan! - Let's go, Rajan.

What are you doing, man?

Drop it.

Let's go, Rajan. What are you doing, man?

Item No. 16, State vs Pooja Dogra.

Prosecution, read out your allegations.

Yes, sir.

On the night of May 16th, at 11:16 PM,

Aniket Srivastava took his own life.

Before dying,

he wrote an email to Pooja Dogra

And in that email, he repeatedly stated

that he was going to kill himself.

He even called Pooja Dogra 13 times.

She obviously didn't answer them.

Pooja Dogra saw the missed calls.

She read the messages.

She read the email as well.

And then coldly deleted them all.

Just one call from her could have saved Aniket's life.

Pooja instead switched off her phone

slept peacefully in the comfort of her air-conditioned room.

After five years of being together,

Aniket proposed marriage to Pooja Dogra that very evening.

Which she accepted publicly,

only to reject him later without any reason.

Aniket could not survive that shock.

It shattered him so deeply

that he ended up hanging himself from the ceiling fan.

Sir, keeping all this in mind, especially that email,

I request that Pooja Dogra be charged under IPC Section 304A,

culpable homicide, not amounting to murder

and Section 306, abetment of suicide.

Thank you.

Defense, your turn.

Sir, I have a request to make.

I would like to read aloud the email Aniket wrote to Pooja.

Go ahead.

Sir.

Dear Pooja...

I know you know all this already.

But this is the last time, so let me say it anyway.

Every morning of mine begins with you.

I text you.

I look at your pictures.

I listen to your playlist.

Every night before sleeping, I text you goodnight.

And after I fall asleep, I dream about you.

When you're with me, I create memories.

And when you leave, I live inside them.

This is the last time, so let me say this too...

I was always there for you, Pooja.

Whenever your relationships ended,

I became a shoulder to cry on.

Whenever life hurt you, I became your support.

Whenever you wanted to laugh, I became your clown.

And whenever you want to share something,

I became your friend.

But I was always there for you, Pooja.

I never hid my love for you.

It was always yours.

But your feelings kept changing.

I planned my entire life around you.

You listened to those plans and smile at them too.

And then in one moment, you made all of it meaningless.

Five years of our relationship. My love. Everything.

You casually said,

"Do whatever you want. Just go to hell. Die."

Fine.

As you wish, Pooja.

I'm going.

I wish I'll be reborn in a world,

where I can live beside you,

and where you finally understand my love.

I failed to teach you how to love in this world.

So I'm going to another one.

Miss me...

I love you, Pooja.

Yours forever... Romeo.

Sir... look at this smiling face.

His friends are shattered by his death.

The orphan children mourn him.

And his widowed mother and younger sister's lives are ruined, sir.

Aniket will only get justice when Pooja Dogra is punished, sir.

Thank you.

Defense, it's your turn.

Sir.

Sir, I...

Sir...

Respected sir,

the defense requests more time.

Please be clear.

Are you applying for bail?

Bail shouldn't even be considered, sir.

Aniket's mother is elderly, and his sister is still young.

I fear Pooja may try to blackmail them.

In order to protect them and preserve evidence,

I request that Pooja Dogra be denied bail, sir.

Sir...

Until the next hearing,

Pooja Dogra will remain in judicial custody.

What is this nonsense?

What kind of a lawyer are you?

What will you gain by ruining Pooja's life?

- Why are you doing this, huh? - Let's go.

I just found out that you're a corporate lawyer.

What are you even doing here, ma'am?

Talk some sense into her.

- Dear... - Dad later...

That's your bed. Go sleep, princess.

Go already.

Sorry.

Sorry.

You're Pooja's close friend,

but you always take my side.

I don't take sides.

I'm a lawyer, that's why I argue.

Fine,

don't take sides.

At least put in a good word for me, please.

Why do you like Pooja so much?

You know our first meeting...

First meeting?

She looked so beautiful.

If I hadn't arrived on time,

Pooja would've jumped off the law faculty terrace.

In reality, you're not mine,

I only speak of you all the time.

You're the queen of all my dreams,

In my dreams, you're mine it seems.

When I close my eyes at night,

I see you by my side.

Shit... shit... shit!

Be careful.

Shit.

- Oh no, - Are you okay?

Shit.

What happened? What fell?

I fell... for Siraj.

What broke was my heart...

and that wine glass.

Be careful.

Where did a wine glass even come from?

I brought it from home.

I don't like drinking wine in cheap glasses.

All through the night,

Okay.

thinking of you, I stay awake,

People say I'm a crazy fool too deep in love to escape.

Your intoxicating fragrance, I love it more than I can say,

I ask my heart,

May I?

why can't I tell you what I feel this way?

Forget this needless worry and just look into my eyes, will you,

For I already know that you love me too.

Which song?

A. R. Rehman.

He's the best.

Now enough with these endless words,

It's real, and I am yours.

I am yours.

My sweetheart,

My love,

My darling...

Oh, my queen!

What's your name?

My sweetheart,

Aniket Srivastava.

Third year, Rajhans College.

Pooja Dogra.

KRCC. B.Com Honors, first year.

Pooja Dogra.

KRCC?

Its cutoff is 98 percent.

Intelligent girl.

Got those marks by accident.

Otherwise, I'm just like you.

What do you mean by "Just like you"?

By just like you, I mean,

a second division student.

And how do you know I'm a second division student?

It's written all over your face.

Be careful.

I gotta go.

Need to head home.

Bye.

I'll drop you. I've...

Thanks... for saving my life.

Just returning a favour.

You saved mine,

I saved yours.

We're even now.

You're scared?

Everyone is at first.

But be strong.

I'm Chandini Singhania.

Pooja.

Don't let this place get to you.

It's all about mental strength.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

What are you in for?

I killed my husband.

His sister.

My daughter... and my son.

Let go.

Let go of me.

No.

Hi.

What is this?

The Pooja Dogra case.

Imagine you had cancer

and a doctor refused to treat you.

Would it be ethical?

Hmm?

Now imagine that very doctor

deliberately treated you wrong.

Then... it's not just unethical.

It's bloody criminal.

And that's exactly what you have done as a lawyer today.

Ma'am, I... I had very little time to prepare for the case.

I had no time.

What were you thinking before

you picked up a criminal case?

Pooja is my friend, ma'am.

And you've betrayed her.

She'll rot in jail because of you.

Jatin Trivedi...

In court, he will chew you up and not even spit you out.

That girl has no criminal record.

Even a useless law student could've gotten her bail.

Mr. Jatin... What brings you here at this hour?

Would you like to have a samosa?

You enjoy the samosas.

I'll do the investigation on your behalf.

Now what happened?

Have a look.

Aniket had transferred ten lakh rupees into Pooja's account.

Now that's the kind of insane love you only see in movies.

And this is the kind of terrible investigation you only see in movies.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means I'm doing the job you were supposed to do.

There's a lot you were supposed to do as well.

Really? Like?

Didn't your wife divorce you?

Took you to the cleaners in alimony too.

Even your flat belongs to her now, right?

Counselor, you couldn't save your own home

and now you're here teaching me how to do my job?

Let it be.

I didn't save it because I didn't want to.

I know everything there is to know about you and your husband.

But don't you worry,

I won't disgrace you further.

Enjoy your samosas.

And take care of your health.

Good night.

Ma'am is over there.

Thank you.

Ms. Sushila...

Ma'am.

Want to save your client?

Yes.

Aniket had transferred ten lakhs into Pooja's account.

What?

Were you aware of that?

Jatin's going to dance all over that.

Find out all the details.

Or your client will keep rotting in the jail.

I'm sorry.

That day in the court,

Anni's email... it scared me.

I couldn't even breathe. I...

Just give me one more chance.

Don't you get it?

I'm in jail.

My inmate is a fucking psycho killer who murdered four people.

I can't eat, breathe, drink, sleep... I can't do anything

I'm living literally in a fucking hell.

I don't have the luxury of taking chances anymore.

I know.

I thought that you're gonna help me.

You were my friend.

That's why I called you.

I promise,

I will get you out, okay?

Pooja!

Do you even believe in me?

I don't have to believe you.

I just need to save you.

And how will you save me if you don't trust me?

Just go.

Pooja, they're going to drag you through hell.

And this case is going to go on for a long time.

It's very simple.

Every story needs a hero,

a villain, and a victim.

And Anni's family,

society, the media, they're all going to paint you as the villain.

Right now, you need a lawyer and a friend.

So let me help you.

Please.

Vikram already spoke to another lawyer.

It's too late.

Fuck.

Why did you take ten lakh rupees from Anni?

What was the money for?

Jatin is going to go all out with this.

How are you?

Look at you...

Why did you rehire Sana?

Are you out of your mind?

They're going to assassinate my character in court, Vikram.

They're going to dig up my entire past.

What past are they going to dig up?

What is in your past that can you tell

Sana but not my lawyer?

Vikram, stop this.

Are you hiding something from me?

Why would I hide anything from you, Vikram?

Everyone's already judging me anyway.

Then why should you stay behind?

Come on, judge me.

Did...

Did you two ever have an affair?

I mean did you ever...

Finish the fucking sentence.

Did I ever what?

Did I ever fuck him?

Did I have sex with him?

You're unnecessarily taking it somewhere else.

I am only asking... I just wanted to understand.

Vikram...

let's just take a break until this case is over.

Pooja, I'm here to understand...

Pooja, don't walk away from this!

Pooja...

Pooja...

Pooja...

Come down for a minute.

I'm not going to.

Fine, wait.

What happened?

Are you alright?

There's something I'd like to show you.

What?

Hello, Pooja.

Yeah, it's me.

Wishing you a very happy and prosperous birthday.

Aniket told me you are a big fan.

Yes.

Hope this makes your day.

God Bless.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my fucking God, Anni!

You're the best.

Thank you.

How do you even pull this stuff off

But my birthday's tomorrow.

Exactly.

Because this surprised smile on your face...

Exactly that smile...

I could only see it today, right?

Anni...

you make me so happy.

You... you make me feel so special.

Thank you.

I love you.

Huh?

I love you, Pooja.

I love you too.

Yes!

As... as a friend.

SRK said..

"Love is friendship."

We both became friends.

I fell in love first.

You'll get there eventually, seniority.

Happy birthday in advance.

You're very special to me, Pooja.

I can do anything to make you happy.

Thank you.

Is there anything about your brother you never told us about?

Something that might have slipped your mind.

Like any old stuff of your brother.

A card, a gift, or...?

His old phone is still lying around here somewhere.

Brother...

Sir.

What do you remember from the night

Aniket committed suicide?

We were performing Romeo and Juliet.

Aniket played Romeo.

Pooja played Juliet.

Funny thing is, sir,

in the play, both Romeo and Juliet die.

But here, only poor Romeo died.

Mr. Jatin, please stick to the point.

Yes, My Lord.

After the play that night,

Aniket proposed marriage to Pooja.

How did she respond?

I think she said yes.

"You think"?

I mean that's what all of us thought.

Okay, let me ask differently.

Did Pooja say no?

No.

She didn't say no.

So it means she said yes.

She covered her face with her hands.

How?

Like this?

Like this? Like this? Or like this?

She looked surprised.

So Aniket proposed.

Pooja said yes.

Your Honour, Pooja said yes.

She seemed happy.

And everyone congratulated them, right?

Well...

Mr. Asad,

does this woman look happy to you?

The photograph

is from the Ukraine war.

This woman is in a state of shock.

And this one?

Indian cricketer Jasprit Bumrah...

Unable to believe his ball got hit for a six.

Does Pooja look happy to you?

Pooja is in a state of shock.

She cannot believe that despite repeatedly rejecting Aniket,

he still publicly proposed to her.

Does Pooja look happy to you in this photograph?

No.

Thank you.

Mr. Asad,

please don't speak under pressure.

Just tell the court what happened next.

They both went to the green room.

- Aniket said he'd do something to himself. - I'll do something to myself!

You'll regret this!

And what did Pooja say in its reply?

Do whatever you want to.

- She said, - But leave me alone.

- "Do whatever you want to." - Just fuck off and go to hell!

- Fucking piece of shit. - "Leave me alone. Go and die!"

A life of disappointment all the way,

One moment yes, next moment no she says.

Pooja even broke her own record this time.

He wrote it clearly in his email.

"For me, it was always you. But your feelings kept changing."

Your Honour, Pooja drove Aniket toward suicide.

This is a textbook case, Your Honour.

IPC 306.

Abetment of suicide.

Meaning instigating someone

to take their own life.

Coming to my next point,

My Lord,

before marriage I gifted my wife a Rs. 40,000 smartphone.

Off the record,

what's the most expensive gift you've given your wife?

Get to the point, Mr. Jatin.

On page three of this file, you'll find a copy of a bill.

This is the bill for the ring Aniket gifted Pooja.

It's worth one lakh rupees.

Aniket went far beyond his means to buy her this ring.

Pooja rejected the proposal.

Rejected a five-year relationship.

But she didn't reject the ring.

Objection, sir.

Pooja returned the ring that very night.

No one saw that, Your Honour.

The ring was never recovered from Aniket.

Nor was it found at the theatre.

Which clearly means...

Pooja didn't want Aniket.

She only wanted the ring.

Objection, sir.

Mr. Jatin, do you have any evidence?

The sun doesn't need proof to shine,

and truth doesn't need proof to exist, sir.

We'll find the ring eventually.

But first, let's discuss something we do have proof of.

Page seven of the file.

Aniket's bank statement.

That one-lakh ring is nothing.

Pooja squeezed ten lakh rupees out of Aniket.

That's why IPC 420 should also be added against Pooja.

Sir, Pooja was planning a startup.

She never asked Aniket for money.

In fact, Aniket offered it himself.

Aniket offered the money

and Pooja accepted it.

She's not a child, is she?

If she took the money,

why didn't she return it?

Sir, please do some research.

Aniket was a partner in the company.

Aniket held 40 % equity.

In fact, Pooja had already invested twenty lakhs of her own money in it.

Even a five-year-old who watches Shark Tank knows

you raise startup funding from VCs

not from a middle-class NGO worker.

Pooja knew very well

that Aniket was the sole breadwinner

of his family.

She never thought about

his old mother or his younger sister.

What if there was a medical emergency tomorrow?

But Pooja thought only of herself.

She took his money.

His gifts.

A one-lakh-rupee ring.

And Aniket took his life, sir.

What exactly is going on here, sir?

What is this melodrama of old mother, young sister,

sole bread winner, one-lakh-rupee ring?

This is not a movie, sir.

Get to the point, Mr. Jatin.

Sir, Pooja Dogra claimed in every statement

that she and Aniket were "just friends."

You have Instagram posts in front of you.

The words "I love you" appear repeatedly, sir.

Objection, sir.

This feels like some ancient, dramatic old school talk.

Sir, these days it's quite common for friends to say

'I love you' to each other.

It's very common.

Of course, Pooja loved Aniket, but just as a friend.

And what about the hearts Pooja

kept sending him on Instagram DMs?

Red hearts.

What do those mean?

Let me explain, sir.

Sir, on Instagram, a red heart simply means "like."

Like when you don't want a conversation to go further,

you just send a heart emoji to end it there.

I see.

Mr. Jatin, I think this is just a generation gap issue.

No offense, sir,

but maybe it's time you upgraded to one of those

40,000 rupees smartphones you bought your wife.

Order. Order.

Counsel, go back to your seat please.

- Sir. - Yes.

It is true,

I don't understand Instagram.

I don't understand how it works.

I don't know the difference between "like" and "love."

But I definitely know the difference

between friendship and love, sir.

Page 11 of file three.

Chats between Pooja and Aniket from February 2020.

Aniket writes:

"Pooja, I can't believe you finally said yes."

Pooja replies: "Hi, boyfriend."

Aniket says:

"Boyfriend sounds weird.

Call me your lover."

Pooja replies: "Okay, lover."

Aniket writes:

"When do we tell everyone?"

Pooja replies:

"This relationship is new. Let's wait a bit."

Aniket responds:

"I still can't believe we're actually

in a relationship."

Pooja replies:

"Yes we are, my Romeo."

The meaning here is crystal clear.

I guess, I don't need a 40,000 rupees smartphone for it.

Tulsi, in this world of yours dwell all kinds of souls,

Some are addicted to love,

and some are consumed by greed.

Greed is the root of sin, Your Honour.

And greed is exactly why Pooja trapped men.

She lured them in.

Led them on with the illusion of love.

Then extracted money from them.

She did the same with Aniket.

And when his illusion shattered,

he took his own life.

Pooja deserves the harshest punishment possible.

Thank you, My Lord.

Shame on you... Pooja Dogra!

Shame on you... Pooja Dogra!

Pooja! Pooja! Pooja!

Everywhere you look, social media is flooded with Pooja Dogra's name.

Our only appeal to the court is

that strict action be taken against Pooja Dogra,

so that no other Aniket ever has to suffer like this again.

Use #JusticeForAniket Justice for Aniket!

Justice for Aniket!

Sir, Pooja's bail application.

So... Pooja hid those chats from you too?

Sir, bail shouldn't even be considered here.

Sir, bail is my client's right.

The right to life was Aniket's right too, sir.

Pooja has no past criminal record.

And what difference does that make?

Pooja has committed a crime.

What exactly has she done, sir?

Did she commit murder?

Rob a bank?

Is she a terrorist?

What crime has she committed that makes her undeserving of bail?

Is society really in danger from Pooja?

Possibly.

How, sir?

Hmm?

She'll walk down the street

and boys will start killing themselves?

- Sir, my client deserves a bail. - Sir...

Mr. Trivedi...

Bail granted.

Thank you, sir.

And you should try to keep your anger in check.

Sorry, sir. Thank you. Thank you, sir.

I'll take your leave.

I thought we could be friends.

Come on, you've been granted bail.

Dad!

Mom!

Sana...?

Pooja, tell us the truth

What else did you say to him?

Do you think I told him to go hang himself?

You're on trial right now.

So both of you think I'm some criminal too?

Why do boys like this always end up obsessed with you?

Oh, so boys chasing me is somehow my fault?

Not theirs?

I'm saying, if you didn't like Aniket you should've told him clearly so.

Boys just don't get it, Dad.

What's wrong with me?

You?

Hmm.

You are perfect.

Really?

A hundred percent.

Then why can't I make a single relationship work?

Breakup after breakup again and again.

I'll tell you why?

Hmm?

Because there's someone else in your heart.

Who?

Me.

Just think about me once.

You want your startup.

I just want you.

You are independent.

But I'm completely dependent on you.

Think about it.

We'd be the perfect couple.

You chase your dreams and I'll stand beside you.

Are you serious?

Of course.

Just date me once.

If it works, great.

If it doesn't, walk away.

Please.

Please?

Does this laugher mean...

- Stop it. - YES!

- Oh my God, yes! - Hey!

She said yes!

The person you are calling is not answering. Please...

The person you are calling is not answering. Please...

- The person you are calling is not... - I'll do something to myself.

- You'll regret this! - Answer me!

Why did you reject him?

That poor guy loved you so much, and what did you do to him?

Why do boys like this always end up obsessed with you?

Why couldn't you handle this better, Pooja?

Pooja used to trap boys.

You are the reason Anni did this.

Hi, Sana.

I tried calling you. You didn't pick up, so...

I really need to talk to you.

I need to tell you something.

Whatever it was...

it lasted only a week.

It was barely even a relationship.

I...

I felt uncomfortable, so I told Aniket.

Honestly, I completely forgot about it.

I never imagined Jatin would dig up my past like this in court.

They'll twist every single thing against you.

So don't assume anything.

Whether it's right or wrong...

Whether it's important or not... Whether it's old or new....

I just told you... tell me everything. That's all.

I did tell you everything.

Okay.

Then what's this?

Have a look.

How do I not know about this?

Why was Aniket apologizing to you?

What happened, Pooja that made you stop talking to him?

What happened?

Speak up.

I didn't tell you because I didn't want

to speak badly about Aniket in court.

How much more do I destroy a dead man?

Do you want to die too?

Do you?

No, right?

What's good, what's bad...

What should be said in court, what shouldn't.

Then leave all that to me.

Don't hide anything from me.

Boys were crazy about her.

And honestly, she enjoyed the attention too, sir.

She just wanted attention.

Anti-Bitch Brigade.

"Bitch" as in Pooja.

She never had steady boyfriends, sir.

Hmm.

Every time, she had a new affair, a new hookup.

- Mayank? - Yes?

Pooja Dogra killed a boy.

You're one of her ex-boyfriends. I thought you should know.

What are you doing here?

I invited her, Rajan.

Sir? Why, sir? You...

Happy birthday, Anni.

Aunty...

I can't even imagine what you're going through.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

I... gathered a lot of courage to come meet you today.

Aunty, there was a call from the NGO.

What are you doing here?

You came here to manipulate Aunty?

Do whatever you want.

We are not withdrawing the case.

Even if you wanted to, you can't.

It's a state case now.

I just came to meet Aunty.

Why do you want to meet her?

If you want to talk, talk to me.

Get out.

One minute.

Aunty lost her son.

And I know she must have a lot of questions.

I just came to talk to her and...

return the money Aniket had invested.

I had a question.

How do you sleep at night after killing my son?

Aunty?

Get out.

Hello, Pooja?

Tell me something,

if we talk to Rajan and Jagdish,

will they speak in your favour?

Right now, they are completely against me.

And Vikram?

We're on a break.

A break or a breakup?

I don't know.

Pooja, please try if Vikram agrees to speak in your favour.

I need your help.

What help?

Will you testify for me in court?

So now you want to use me too just like you used Aniket?

Vikram, I'm not here to fight.

I just want you to tell the court

that Anni and I were only good friends.

So you want me to lie in court?

I'm not here to argue.

I just need a favour.

I won't lie in court.

Okay, would you at least tell them about our relationship?

Our relationship?

Was it even there?

I knew nothing, Pooja.

You hid his proposal from me.

You hid the fact that you took money from him.

You guys were dating.

Who knows what else you've hidden?

How many girlfriends have you had?

Tell me all their names.

Names of your flings and crushes too.

Have you told me everything?

How many girls have you hung out with?

How many have you kissed?

How many have you slept with?

How many times?

How many girls have you fantasized about while masturbating?

Have I ever asked you for that kind of accounting?

Then why are you asking me all this?

Or do you think everything is acceptable for you

but I'm supposed to make an excel sheet

of every emotional and physical interaction I've ever had

and share it to you, correct?

Save these arguments for court.

Maybe then they won't throw you in jail.

I was going to marry you, Vikram.

Pooja Di, I'm sad too.

And what exactly are you sad about?

Kriti.

I asked her out.

Took me a lot of courage.

And she said yes first.

Then two-three days later,

she texted me out of the blue.

She said that

we're better off as friends.

You know what you need to do now, right?

My brother already told me.

Keep trying until she says yes.

I really like the vibe.

Sugandha had no idea what a fraud Rakesh would turn out to be.

Hi! How are you?

That poor girl was blinded by love.

- Good. - How are you?

- To hear more stories like this, - Bye, see you.

join me again same time, same channel.

Until then, goodbye.

Oh, wow!

It was all a dream.

Nice.

You are my dream.

Hmm?

Liar.

Beautiful.

This room looks so dreamy.

Love it.

You are the most beautiful girl in the world to me.

Anni!

I mean it, Pooja.

Anni!

What?

You okay?

What happened?

Pooja...

Anni, I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm...

I'm...

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

I'm sorry.

You're my girlfriend now.

I'm... I'm not ready for this.

This is our moment.

Please don't spoil it.

Please... please.

That night, I was vulnerable.

I thought I needed someone.

Please...

But... I was wrong.

Please... please.

You need me.

Anni, I'm not feeling it.

I'm sorry.

At least give us some time.

I'm sorry.

I know... please.

I'm just not attracted to you.

Fuck!

You think too much.

If you keep overthinking like this

how will our story ever have a happy ending?

Don't worry.

I can always wait for you.

Girls like Pooja are heartbreak machines.

They have no right to play with boys like Aniket.

Stay away from girls like Pooja.

All they want from us is "Use and move on."

It's because of girls like her, girls in Delhi feel unsafe.

And girls like her getting punished will set a great example.

I'm going to figure out...

All rise.

Proceed.

How do you know Pooja Dogra?

She was my girlfriend.

For how long?

Six months.

Three months?

One month.

One month.

I object, sir.

Sir, may I?

Go ahead.

Sir, what is going on here?

Is Mr. Jatin writing Pooja's biography or what?

I mean, what does Pooja's dating history have to do with this case?

This is that same old tired trick.

If you want to accuse a woman,

first paint her as characterless.

Sustained.

Mr. Jatin, please come to the point.

Sir, I'm trying to show

how Pooja constantly changed her mind.

Sir, it's Pooja's mind.

She can change it every day if she wants to.

Whether she changes it like a politician changes parties,

like newspaper headlines change,

or doesn't change it at all like a classic novel.

How can anyone have a problem with that?

If you let me speak,

I'll tell you exactly how it can cause problems.

Please sir, go ahead.

- Ms. Sana... - Thank you.

Will you please go back to your seat?

Sir.

Sir, I would like to call my new witness,

Mayank Joshi.

Sir, I object.

Sir, the defense had absolutely no prior information about this.

Sir, I submitted the application this morning itself.

You may check.

But sir, this is not protocol.

You may check as well.

- I will allow it this time. - Sir...

Call him.

Mayank.

You may leave now.

School friend.

My Lord, this is Mayank Joshi.

He studied with Pooja in school.

Please tell the court what your relationship with Pooja was.

Pooja was my classmate.

What kind of friendship did you share?

I liked her.

Did she like you back?

She used to hug me casually while talking.

I liked that.

She used to share all her problems with me too.

Did you ever tell Pooja that you loved her?

When I proposed to her, she rejected me.

I felt terrible,

and after that I didn't want to talk to her anymore.

I... I object, sir.

Is every guy rejected by Pooja now going to

become a witness in this case?

Mr. Jatin, are you going somewhere with this?

Yes, sir.

Mayank, tell us, when you no longer wanted to talk to Pooja...

Did you actually stop talking to her?

No.

I wanted to stay away from her.

But she kept finding one excuse

or another to talk to me.

It was emotionally very taxing for me.

I went into depression.

I was a good student, but... I failed.

And finally, because of Pooja,

I changed my school.

I... I really loved her.

Mayank, I'm so sorry.

I had no idea you were suffering from depression.

Pooja... please don't interrupt.

Sorry.

You never really have any idea, do you?

Just a while ago, Ms. Sana said, "How can anyone have a

problem with you changing your mind?"

My Lord, she changing her mind can change another person's life.

Someone can fall into depression,

their career can be destroyed,

and someone can even take their own life.

And in this case, someone did.

I hope that is enough harm for you, Ms. Sana.

Thank you, Mayank.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, I would like to cross-examine Mayank.

Thank you.

So, Mr. Mayank,

you just told us that

you were suffering from depression?

Yes.

Did you consult any doctor or therapist?

Objection, My Lord.

Mr. Jatin, I am not mocking his mental health.

Sir, I only wish to ask Mayank

what his doctor told him when he sought help.

He told me that I needed to learn how to handle rejection well.

And that Pooja didn't owe me anything.

Thank you, Mayank.

Sir, I would now like to question Pooja Dogra.

Ms. Pooja, a few days ago you visited Aniket's house

and tried to bribe his mother.

I was just returning Aniket's...

Please answer only in yes or no.

Yes.

I had gone to return the money Aniket had invested, sir.

My Lord,

Pooja had no permission to visit Aniket's house.

Yet she went there and tried to manipulate his mother.

Objection sir, it was a kind gesture, not a bribe.

Sustained.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Jatin, do you have anything further?

No sir, thank you.

Defense?

Sir.

Sir, these days it's fashionable

to call women gold diggers and men victims.

But let's... let' consider this.

Are men really fools who get duped so easily?

Silence.

Because the fact of the matter is that Aniket,

and many men like him, enjoy spending money.

They like showing off in front of women.

It boosts their power, pride, ego,

and helps them maintain their idea of status.

Objection, My Lord.

Why is she giving a lecture on gender politics in court?

Overruled.

Sir...

I would like to call Jagdish Singh to the witness box.

Proceed.

Aniket liked helping Pooja.

He believed that if he helped her,

she would agree to date him.

Did Aniket ever say that to you?

He said girls like providers.

And if he helped Pooja,

he would seem dependable.

What did he tell you about the startup?

Ten lakhs were way beyond his means.

I told him, "Brother, why are you investing?

This is not your cup of tea."

And what did he say?

He said, "What is money in front of love?"

"Only if I go out of my way to help

her will Pooja understand the value of my love."

Thank you.

Sir, it is very clear.

By becoming a provider

and going out of his way to help Pooja,

Aniket wanted to secure a permanent place in her life.

And in return, all he wanted was for Pooja to accept him.

Sir, no one should mock Aniket's helpful nature, please.

Aniket's nature,

Aniket's love,

how good he was, how sincere he was...

Everything is about Aniket.

But what about Pooja?

Actually, the very foundation is flawed.

And today,

I want to break the myth of that foundation.

Sir, this case cannot be about Aniket's point of view.

This case has to be about Pooja's point of view.

Pooja's right to choose,

Pooja's right to refuse,

Pooja's right to change her mind,

which is a very-very basic human right.

I would like to call Pooja back to the witness stand.

- Proceed. - Thank you.

Tell us about your first meeting with Aniket.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Be careful.

Dude, stay away.

Only the glass fell, not me.

I can take care of myself.

Looking at your face,

it seems you are nursing a broken heart.

I could hear the pain in your voice all the way from that corner.

Your Honour, he was flirting with me.

I was trying to avoid him,

but he just wouldn't understand.

Which song?

Mr. Rajhan's.

I gotta go.

I'll drop you.

I've got a Pulsar, 220cc.

You can sit behind me,

put on Rahman's "Anjaana Anjaani" in your earphones.

The situation and lyrics will match perfectly.

God, you're way too filmy.

Shall we?

Aniket had a habit of exaggerating stories.

He told many people that night he saved my life,

when nothing like that had actually happened.

Sir, this file

contains statements from several people

whom Aniket told this story to.

But his version.

A version where first he saved Pooja's life,

and then Pooja saved his.

Whereas in reality, nothing like that happened.

Sir, what connection does all this have with the case?

It will connect, sir.

Please.

Sir, whenever Aniket described his meetings with Pooja to people,

he made it sound like Pooja loved him deeply

or that they were made for each other.

When you love someone one-sidedly,

you begin living inside a fantasy.

But fantasy is fantasy, and facts are facts.

Sir, I would like to read out a few messages.

The prosecution read them earlier,

but Mr. Jatin happened to leave a few out.

No problem, let's read them today.

Aniket, saved as "My Romeo," writes,

"You're misunderstanding me."

"I said those things because I was hurt."

"Otherwise, I would never say anything to hurt you."

Juliet, meaning Pooja, replies,

"Aniket, let's not talk. Bye."

My Romeo says, "Pooja, I'm still sorry. Please forgive me."

Pooja says, she doesn't actually reply in words, sir.

She sends him a middle finger emoticon.

Then "My Romeo" says,

"I was crossing Malviya Nagar and saw you in a car."

"I felt like stopping my bike right there on the road

and apologizing to you holding my ears."

Sir, Aniket is repeatedly apologizing to Pooja,

and Pooja is telling him that she is just not interested.

Pooja, what exactly was Aniket apologizing for?

After our breakup,

Anni would often get drunk

and go on these one-sided lover rants.

And whenever I confronted him about it, he'd laugh it off.

Then a few months later, we...

we met at a common friend's party.

If I'm not there at your gatherings, I won't fall apart...

Stories of closeness will still live in every heart.

Wow!

How did you like the story of my broken heart?

How did you like it?

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

Pooja!

Hey!

I'll be back.

Sure.

Go, go.

Hi, I'm Aniket.

Pooja's... good friend.

She always forgets to introduce me.

Hi, Aniket.

Pooja talks about you a lot.

Yes, we're very close.

In fact, everyone here believes...

we'll eventually end up together.

What do you mean?

I mean, I'm Romeo,

and she's my Juliet.

Everyone knows us as Romeo and Juliet.

She tells me everything.

She was a little confused about you, right?

That's when Pooja and I started dating.

Again.

Yes bro, I know.

Your good friend is my girlfriend.

She tells me everything.

Then I'm sure she must've also told you

how active we were when we were together.

Sexually.

Aniket Srivastava!

Uday, we...

- What the hell was that? - I was just pulling his leg.

- Don't. - It was just...

Stay the fuck away from me.

For good.

It was just a normal conversation.

Your Honour, these are just fabricated stories.

Where's the proof for any of this?

Mukesh was present at that party.

I would like to call Mukesh here, sir.

Mukesh, everything Pooja has

just described about that night at the party,

is any of it true?

It's all made up.

Nothing like that happened at the party that night.

Whatever Pooja claims she saw,

Mukesh didn't see it.

That's all, My Lord.

Sana, you want to cross-examine?

How are you?

Fine.

Tell us a little about your relationship with Anni.

Anni was my brother, my friend.

We were always together.

Anni got you your job too, didn't he?

Not just my job.

He helped me when I had no money.

I used to stay at his house.

He helped everyone.

That's why he worked at an NGO too.

Then why did you let him die?

What happened the night Anni died?

Anni was very happy.

He was going to propose to her.

He said we'd celebrate at night.

So... how did it go?

When he came home, he didn't say a word.

He just went straight into his room.

I called him, he didn't answer.

I knocked on the door; he didn't open it.

Anni!

And when the door finally opened...

I found him hanging by the fan.

So your friend hanged himself over a girl...

He loved Pooja more than his own life.

My brother was tired of pouring his heart out to her,

but she never cared.

But at that time, Pooja was dating Vikram, right?

Yes. Sometimes it was Vikram,

sometimes it was Udayveer.

But didn't you cause her breakup with Udayveer?

Didn't you tell Anni to lie to Udayveer that he had slept with Pooja?

Yes, I told him to lie.

I told him at the party,

"Go tell him Pooja sleeps around."

He's the one who did all this.

And he was the one who went and told him she slept with him too.

So you told Anni to lie?

How is it a lie?

In my opinion, Pooja is like a Wi-Fi router.

Everyone has her login.

I'm... I'm sure Anni too had it at some point.

That's exactly what I told him to say.

She rejected my brother again and again until she destroyed his mind.

He committed suicide because of this.

No further questions.

You may leave.

Sir, if rejection itself becomes a crime,

then every second woman

in this country will have a case filed against her.

Because the fact of the matter is,

most men in this country don't handle rejection very well.

I'd like to call Pooja back to the witness stand.

Pooja, don't hesitate.

Tell the court everything.

Why exactly did you stop talking to Aniket?

Before Udayveer arrived at the same party, I...

went to the powder room.

And there...

I miss you.

Anni, what happened to you?

- You're damn sexy. - Anni...

- Pooja, can we just... - Are you okay?

Anni.

Please, please, please.

Sorry.

What the...

- What the... - Please...

Please...

How dare you?

Those apology messages were about that incident.

I ignored him for months.

Even then, every single day he kept sending me apology messages.

He'd say, "Pooja, I was drunk. I'm sorry."

"I did not know what I was doing."

Whenever he saw me anywhere,

he'd apologize,

do sit-ups,

hold his ears,

beg, send gifts,

and apology poems.

He was suffocating me.

I never forgave him for that.

A few months later, he swore

it would never happen again

and that he genuinely regretted it.

And I gave in.

That was my mistake.

Pooja, you can go now.

Mr. Jatin, your closing argument?

Whether a woman is right

or a man is wrong,

we should not look at incidents through a gender-biased lens.

Incidents themselves are neither male nor female.

They are born inside the human mind.

And the mind is either devilish or human.

Deep down, this fight is not between men and women at all, Your Honour.

This is a battle between right and wrong.

This is an attempt to find that seed within the human mind

that turns us either into a human being or a monster.

All the facts of this matter are before you.

Now the decision of who is right and who is wrong

rests in your hands.

Thank you, My Lord.

Sana?

Sir, first of all, I would like to thank Mr. Jatin.

At least he admitted that gender bias exists.

Though I think he still does not fully understand it.

Sir, gender bias is not just a disease men suffer from.

Women suffer from it too.

Before taking this case,

even I used to think that Pooja should have handled this better.

But this problem is not just Pooja's problem.

This problem lies in the gender-assigned roles

we force upon men and women.

Where women are expected to be pure, pious, untouched, virginal

and men are expected to be providers.

And the men who cannot handle rejection to this macho image

either throw acid, commit suicide,

or rape.

We need to teach our boys how to accept rejection gracefully.

Our society and our films...

glorify all these things.

"A man can do anything for love."

"A girl's no actually means yes."

"Keep chasing her and one day she'll say yes."

As if one-sided love is some grand achievement.

Toxic masculinity and patriarchy

fuel this mindset even further.

And the result of that conditioning is standing right before you.

So my client, Pooja Dogra,

did not kill Aniket.

This conditioning of our society killed Aniket.

So I request you to acquit my client,

Pooja Dogra, with dignity.

Thank you, sir.

The Constitution of India gives every woman

and every man the right to choose their partner.

And they may change their mind whenever they wish,

especially in matters of love and sex.

It is strictly a matter of individual's choice.

Deceased repeatedly tried to emotionally force Pooja.

Unfortunately, Aniket could not bear Pooja's rejection.

This court acquits Pooja Dogra with dignity.

- Thank you, Sana. - In most of these matters,

the process is the punishment.

Sorry Pooja, you had to go through all this.

And this court orders that proceedings be initiated against

Aniket Srivastava under Section 309 of the IPC,

for taking his own life.

Thank you, sir.

Your brother was not bad.

He was wrong.

I'm sorry he is no more.

Romeo, whenever you come to meet me,

it feels the way the sky must feel on a full moon night.

I swear upon this beautiful moon,

I will always stay by your side.

Don't swear upon the moon, Juliet.

The moon changes its face every night.

What if your love changes like it too?

Her love changes every day too, Romeo.

Hey son, there's still time. Run while you can.

Or you'll end up dead because of her too.

Did you hear that voice, Romeo?

Whose voice is that?

Does that sound human to you?

No...

That is the voice of hatred.

The kind of hatred

that will always see me as guilty and keep punishing me for it.

No matter what evidence

you place before them, they will refuse to believe it.

She killed that poor guy and now she's acting all pure and virtuous.

I am not some pure, saintly woman.

And I don't want to be one either.

A boy took his own life, and you people cannot handle it

because you all see yourselves in him.

But if instead of killing himself,

he had stabbed me to death in some Delhi alley

and dumped my body in pieces...

would that still have been my fault too?

Enough is enough!

Your rules, your mindset, your allegations, your sympathy...

keep all of it to yourselves.

Because none of it affects me anymore.

I just... want to be happy.

And Juliet took her life

because she was broken.

But Pooja will not break.

Not anymore.

Let this world oppress you,

Let this world put you to the test,

Little did they know

You'd rewrite the story instead.

Whatever the ailment,

You are the cure,

Whatever you set your mind to,

Spells calamity for sure.

Whatever the ailment,

You are the cure,

Whatever you set your mind to,

Spells calamity for sure.

Hey, hero!

What happened?

Pooja didi, Kriti still won't agree.

I don't understand what to do now.

I'll tell you. Walk with me.

Oh, my love, you are a calamity,

You're fire itself, yet full of grace,

You're trouble in its fiercest form,

A calamity no one can face.

Smoke from all their lies,

With one breath, you'll sweep it away,

Bring the fire burning in your chest

Into your eyes,

And let it blaze.

You're trouble in its fiercest form,

You're a beautiful rebellion,

You're fire itself, yet full of grace,

You are a calamity,

You're nature untamed,

You are a storm

You are my relief, unafraid.

Whatever you set your mind to,

Spells calamity for sure.

Whatever the ailment,

You are the cure,

Whatever you set your mind to,

Spells calamity for sure.

You're trouble in its fiercest form,

Oh, my love, you are a calamity.