I, Anuradha Kishore...
do solemnly affirm that
I will bear true faith and allegiance to the Constitution of India.
That I will uphold the sovereignty and integrity of India.
That I will, without fear or favor, affection or ill-will,
do right by all the people...
in accordance with the Constitution and the law.
Where have you been?
Where were you?
I've been starving.
You locked the door as well.
-Well, it's open now. -What do you mean?
You're free.
I've got something for you. It's your favorite.
I owe you.
Biryani is the least I could do for you.
Go on. Have a seat. Eat it.
The true taste of biryani comes from the mutton.
Veg biryani is a sham.
Sir...
what do you really do?
I mean... for a living.
Please tell me what the plan is.
Don't you trust me?
I've been living in this shithole for the past two days.
Well, I am not allowed to tell you.
But I'll give you a hint. Listen carefully.
Once upon a time, there was a king.
He lost his throne.
Someone recommended...
performing a sacrifice.
He tried it.
Someone else recommended attacking the new king.
He tried that as well.
He lost.
Listen carefully, Vishal.
This is your story.
My story?
Then, someone else recommended...
getting his daughter married...
to the new king.
And he tried that as well?
No.
Then?
He picked up an axe...
and chopped up a banyan tree.
Sir...
how is this my story?
Please... give me my phone.
Let me go home.
I'm done eating.
In this story...
you're the banyan tree, Vishal!
None of this was your fault, Vishal.
But for the king to retain his throne...
the banyan tree had to be chopped.
Death is the only truth.
Death is the ultimate reality.
You can try all you like...
all your life...
you will never be able to escape death.
The modern man struggles all his life
for iPhones, for bungalows, for cars, for women, for money.
That is all he does all his life.
But the day...
you finally meet death...
all these struggles seem trivial.
Jigar!
-Jigar! -Sana?
-What's wrong? -Vishal...
Vishal is dead.
What?
I had no clue, Sana.
I don't care what you're doing. But this...
this is huge, Jigar!
They said he would be back in a week, Sana.
Who said?
Who are "they"? What's going on, Jigar? Tell me.
Do you really think I would've asked you to do it, if I knew this would happen?
Why are you doing this?
Because we all have our curses, Sana!
I don't know about yours.
-But I have too many, already. -I know.
I know. But we don't have an option anymore.
You just have to relax and please be quiet--
-I'm going to tell the police. -No, you will--
Sana, you'll do nothing of that sort.
Sana... these are powerful people we're dealing with.
You'll be the only one to end up in prison.
And you have no evidence that I gave you that phone.
Okay?
-What the fuck! -Give this to me. Sana!
This stays right here.
Please, listen to me, Sana.
Sana, Sana...
I care about you.
Your money is in the drawer.
I'm really sorry, Sana.
It's done, sir…
Vishal Awasthi.
What about Shiva Shekhar?
I've spoken to Jigar, sir.
He has had a word with the girl.
Your plan's working, sir.
-Did you check the footage? -I'm going through it.
What are you looking for?
I'm making a list.
Of the people who visited the floor that night.
And I'm keeping an eye on the doctors' movements as well.
But I doubt we'll get anything substantial in there.
Because three out of the four cameras on the floor were not working.
-Anything fishy? -No.
They've been out of order for over a month now.
We don't have the time, Gurpal.
-Look into it. -Sure.
Is it just me, Gurpal...
or is it getting crazier out there?
"Crazier" doesn't exist, sir.
You're either crazy or you're not.
But I want to stop you, sir.
Not because it's getting crazy.
But because...
you're wounded.
Pretty badly, I'm afraid.
And you're at the bottom of a deep ocean.
Move around too much, and you'll alert the sharks.
I'm touched.
No one's noticed this, Gurpal...
maybe because I'm not screaming.
But I'm bleeding, a lot.
And the sharks...
they're coming either way.
Where did you get it from?
A bank heist.
A heist? And this is all you could get?
I told you, Jigar!
Don't call me ever again!
Sana, I won't repeat this!
Listen carefully.
Not everyone is as kind as me, understand?
They've planted it, Shiva!
They planted that phone in my drawer!
Yes and "they" planted the last call as well!
He stopped us from calling the cops as well, remember?
Are you crazy?
It's a conspiracy.
They're trying to break us!
You can kill me if I have anything to do with this.
Guys, please, stop this!
People are waiting for us out there.
Come on. He won't join us.
Motherfucker...
One of our guys went missing...
and his body was discovered a week later.
During the campaign...
the guys from CJLD had threatened us...
that they would...
flip the elections within a week.
And then, Amit Mewani...
cruises into the college on Vishal's bike!
Do you really need more evidence?
But the police, till date...
has not arrested a single person.
They have not bothered investigating either!
The cops must answer us!
The college management must answer us!
I think we should talk to the police.
I really don't think Chetan is involved.
He was murdered brutally.
His eyes are all I can think of, ever since I've seen his body.
We've known each other for many years.
We know him very well.
Why would he do it?
He didn't do it.
Do you have Vishal's phone?
I think...
we should wait.
We need some time.
Let's not hand it over to the police.
In fact...
maybe...
let's forget about the phone.
What are you saying, Sana?
Sandhya...
Hi.
Hi, Jigar.
Divorce papers?
I'll sign them, Sandhya.
Have some patience.
Tell me, Sandhya.
Why are you doing this?
What is he giving you?
Grow up, Jigar!
You're not a college boy anymore.
No one's getting anything.
It's a relationship of equals.
He gets me, unlike you.
Come on, Sandhya. Tell me the truth.
Is this a status thing?
Or some power game you're playing with me?
What is it?
Honestly...
he's great in bed!
And he obviously is a powerful man.
Sometimes, powerful enough to control me.
Yes?
My friend, why is Shiva still holding on to that phone?
Tell the girl...
to hand over the phone to the police.
Yes, I will.
Will you?
Yes, I will!
Why are you holding on to the damn phone?
I don't know what I'm doing.
This is wrong.
-This was never a part of the bargain. -Shut up!
You are a part of this now.
You've been paid for it.
They've paid you to do it.
This is not a joke, Sana!
You're equally a part of this shit!
And you cannot back out.
Tell Shiva...
to hand that phone over to the police.
Framing you will be really easy for these people.
Are you getting it?
Let me have a look.
Here, sir.
How long have you had this phone?
We found it last evening.
So, before the guy's death?
It's switched off.
Did you switch it on?
Yes, but it's locked.
Okay.
Are you sure this is his phone?
Why didn't you report it?
Bravo, Kasturi!
Bang on time!
Good job.
Sir, we didn't know what to do with it.
And we merely suspect him.
We're not sure.
Okay.
What's his name?
Chetan Kranti.
-Kasturi! -Yes, sir?
Take the car and arrest the kid!
-Alright? Fast! -Yes, sir.
Why didn't you talk to us?
Why would Mr. Superstar talk to us?
We've lost the election, Shiva.
CJLD has ripped us apart!
All I have done is handed over an evidence to the police!
And all you guys care about is your fucking election!
Did you see the look on his parents' face?
Merely screaming "freedom" won't transform this country.
"Your election"?
Shiva, listen to me.
Please calm down.
Planting cell phones in drawers and making fake calls are really easy these days.
Why would anyone do it? Have you lost your mind?
Please listen to him. Shiva is right.
We should've handed the phone over to the police.
And even if Chetan is innocent, it will help the police
to get to the bottom of whatever the fuck is happening here!
I'm not a part of this anymore.
I'm withdrawing my nomination.
-Sana! Sana! -Sana!
The students of VNU have alleged that
the police, instead of arresting the real culprits,
have arrested their student leader Chetan Kranti.
The classes have been called off for the day.
-The students from CJLD and SAI... -Hello?
Ms. Garima Deswal...
Yes, who is it?
I'm a big fan.
I have a breaking news for you.
Mr. Devki Nandan didn't die a natural death.
He was murdered.
And I have the evidence.
Ajay!
Some guy says that Devki Nandan has been murdered!
Who's this guy?
It's an unknown number. I can't see it, sorry.
He's kidding.
It must be one of those pranks.
How can he be murdered?
It was a heart-attack.
Everyone knows.
These guys just want their fifteen minutes of fame.
I received a mail yesterday that someone had spotted Dawood in Panchghani.
They wanted to broadcast this news and arrest him.
No, I think you're right.
I should have ignored it.
You've been working really hard these days.
Yeah.
-Okay, bye. -Bye.
I'm being humiliated.
And you don't give a fuck!
People think I'm a dumbfuck! And you don't give a fuck!
-Are you using again? -Yes, I am!
Why the hell do you care so much about defence?
If not defence, you could have given me something at least.
Finance, foreign, railways. Something for God's sake?
You're a dumbfuck, Raghu!
Because you think you're at a party, the ministry portfolios are candies
and I'm the clown handing the candies out!
"A second-rung leader becomes the PM
and her son becomes the defence minister out of the blue!"
Do you really think everyone out there is a dumbfuck high on cocaine?
No one would notice what the hell is happening?
Everything takes time, Raghu.
It takes time.
Six months, eight months...
Aditi will fuck up!
You don't know what I know.
And the position will be open.
But until then, we must consolidate our position in the party.
We're the minority even in the core committee.
Surrounded by snakes, waiting to pounce!
All you care about is the next weekend, Raghu!
I'm not that short-sighted!
Just calm down and behave.
Bend the knee for some time, Raghu.
So that you don't spend your whole life on your knees.
I was a mistake, wasn't I?
You're ashamed of me, aren't you?
Stop this nonsense.
I've known it...
since I was a four-year-old.
I was a mistake because of which...
you had to live with Dad for two more years.
I will slap you, Raghu!
The situation was complicated.
It wasn't all black and white.
You know...
I looked for a father in every man I saw.
But the guy you picked...
I hated his fucking guts!
"I've been soaking up the heat."
"Oh, my love, finally we meet."
Hey! Why the hell are you parked here?
License and registration please.
Just joking, sir.
How can I ask the government's registrar to show his license and registration?
Tell me, sir.
How can I help you?
You have arrested the boy from VNU, right?
Chetan Kranti?
Yes, we have.
Sir wants me to ensure that the boy has a decent future.
What are you saying, Mr. Gurpal?
I thought you guys would be happy with the whole scenario.
Let him walk.
That won't be easy, sir.
The media is stoking the fire.
And your party is enjoying the barbecue.
I've got some meat for you as well.
It's fresh.
The demonetization clearly hasn't affected your barbecue, sir!
Bloody hell!
The level you guys operate at simply blows my mind!
Anyway...
the color of the note doesn't change its value.
Right?
But, sir...
why are you big shots getting involved in petty student politics?
Stop worrying about things that don't affect you, Jhakar.
Alright.
There's a new "Ice World" opening up in Dubai.
Take a vacation with your family.
Enjoy!
Just like the rest of our country is!
-We want... -Justice!
-Is that Samar Pratap? -What is he doing here?
-Samar Pratap? -Why is he here?
Samar Pratap is a dear friend.
He's also a former president of the student union.
We were roommates for a year...
in this very university.
Muktibodh Hostel...
room 214.
I met him today for a book I'm writing about the late Mr. Devki Nandan.
I told him...
about Vishal's death.
And he insisted on meeting every single one of you.
Samar...
Like Jigar said...
this university was my breeding ground.
I'm sure you must be surprised.
Because many people here are a part of the party...
which looks down upon mine.
These "Right-Left" are all foreign concepts.
What really matters is...
standing up for the truth!
Azad was just like you.
Slightly left of the center.
He was in my class back in 1996.
Jigar, Azad and I were "The Three Musketeers" of the college.
Our ideologies were different.
But when he spoke, he would blow me away.
His speech had the honesty...
which conveyed the truth!
Today, when I was told about Vishal...
I couldn't help but remember Azad.
He had a fire burning in his belly.
Fire which could have changed the face of Indian politics.
But unfortunately...
that fire was quashed.
I apologize to you Mr. and Mrs. Awasthi.
Because, I believe...
we're all responsible...
for the sorry state of student politics in this country!
I'm not here to speak on behalf of my party.
I'm here for Vishal.
Because it is these kids like Azad and Vishal...
who inspire us to stand up for the truth!
Samar!
Shiva Shekhar.
He's running for vice-president.
Hello, sir.
You're an excellent orator.
Thank you, sir.
All the best...
for a glorious political career!
No, sir. I don't wish to be a politician.
What then?
Civil Services, sir.
We need good people in civil services as well as the parliament.
The only difference is, one answers the call and accepts orders.
And the other calls and gives the order.
It's sad. But it's true.
But all the best.
Proud of you.
What are you trying to do?
He's from Bihar.
He has politics in his blood.
Mugging up books won't change that.
I just want him to take a "right"...
and get on the right path.
See you.
What's wrong, Sana?
I don't know.
I just can't sleep.
I was really surprised.
That guy, Samar...
he came to us, he talked to us.
I think, I was wrong about him.
You were there, right?
He said...
he was proud of me.
Let's play some music.
Come on.
-Shiva... -Go on!
Come on.
You can change your name...
Chetan Kranti.
But you're still a naive Jaat.
These other rascals will rip you apart and hang you out to dry.
Are you getting me?
Listen carefully...
protect the dignity of our community at all costs.
Go on.
You listen to English music?
Why?
Am I not allowed to?
Of course, you are.
Oh, yeah, right.
Only the cool kids from metro cities listen to English music.
And I'm just some guy from Bihar.
Praveen and Manish have testified against you as well.
The whole Bihar gang.
And Shiva is their leader.
And by the way...
we Biharis love English music.
Maybe...
but you're not the type.
What type?
Your type?
I want to tell you something, Shiva.
There's...
a lot of darkness inside me.
It's like I--
He wants to be the fucking college president!
That's exactly why he's getting everyone out of his way.
And all you care about is your poems and your slogans!
Listen to me, you can try talking to them...
but they won't get it until we shove a stick up their ass.
That is all these fuckers deserve!
Chetan has lost it, man!
-Look at this! -What the fuck!
-Come with me, please. -Come on!
Why did you hit him?
What's wrong?
Roshan, you're breathing, aren't you?
You testified against me, right?
Look what the police did.
The fuckers were thrashing me all night!
That's exactly what I'll do to you.
Motherfucker!
Come here!
What the hell are you guys doing? Stop it!
You're amazing, sir.
There's a fucking war happening out here.
I hope you won't be needing the extra funds now?
-You're right, sir. -Good.
Samar Pratap spoke to the SAI students.
And reminisced about his college days at VNU.
You wanna file a complaint?
Fucking asshole!
Take that!
That's your fucking report!
Sir...
the banyan tree we had chopped off...
its seeds are starting to take root.
He was our friend!
Vishal was a friend! g to take root.