In every girl's life, comes that moment
when she craves to be a woman.
Rosy's desire was blooming like a rose.
Dreams from beyond her caged body, were driving her crazy.
And in the garden of her body,
her aching youth bore into her insides.
Rosy stood trapped behind the iron bars of the window.
Through the binoculars, she watched the dazzling city lights.
Jeans-clad girls, clinging to their boyfriends,
rode freely on motorbikes.
And Rosy's fantasies spiralled out of control.
When I was finding my ways
Walking in certain places
Why didn't you come around?
And confinement."...
Oh hello, freshman! Intro?
Sorry.
I'm Rehana Abidi. My song is inspired by '7 things'.
Bhopal's third Britney Spears!
Actually... '7 things' is a Miley Cyrus song.
Yes, it's the same thing.
What do you think? We don't know?
Can you please start singing now?
I walk outside as it rains
Looking for you but in vain
Found a paper...
I'm sorry.
Sorry... once more?
Go home and sing in the shower.
Try again, when something else is banned.
Okay next.
But the moment Rosy puts on her dancing shoes
the lights go out.
Through the binoculars, Rosy now sees new images.
Far from these crowded lanes
Riding a Harley Davidson, her hair flying in the wind.
How do I look? - Smashing!
Come fast!
Hold me close!
Leela darling - can we get on with the real honeymoon?
Look straight, Mr Honeymoon!
You look quite the Casanova.
These photos are the ticket to our success.
Let them work their magic...
We'll be roaming freely in the mountains, relaxing by the beach.
Where all will your lover boy have to follow you?
I'll show you all of India!
The Taj Mahal in front, your honey besides you.
Now, that's what I call a perfect honeymoon!
We provide all honeymoon related services.
Heart shaped teddy bear, heart shaped condom... I mean, candle.
What about a photography package?
Photography package?
We can't ask strangers to take our photos.
We can't get intimate in front of them.
It's the age of selfies.
But selfies are not flattering.
Imagine a professional photographer accompanying you.
The perfect scheme.
We photograph the couple
from the wedding, till the honeymoon!
I'll do the make up.
The bride will look like a movie star!
He'll take the photos.
Your agency gets a 20 percent cut!
What Say?
What a scam! Spare me.
My scheme is perfect!
Mark my words.
There are better agents in Bhopal!
Rosy loved the shops on the street.
She stood at the window calling out to passersby.
“Come buy these spicy sizzling magic dreams!!!“
I found this outside. Is it yours?
No... I only wear real gold.
Of course, God has been generous.
A glass of water? Please?
Cold preferably... and some ice.
This Bhopal heat!
If I had lemon and sugar... I'd have lemonade!
I'll get the sugar!
What are you doing?
What do you want?
Relax!
It's the Magic Products' pest control gun!
Smells great! Gets rid of
ants, mice
and cockroaches.
Spray once
and you'll be pest free for the next six months!
Try it!
Does this gun rid all pests?
Well... try it.
Don't you need pest control at your house?
My 'pest' stays under control without the gun.
Lucky girl!
Call to order the Supergun.
Shirin Aslam, Magic Products.
Hello.
I didn't hear the phone ring. I'm at the school.
Class isn't over yet.
The curtains were thick.
In the darkness, nobody could see Rosy.
Rosy's screams were lost in the sounds of the street.
And Rosy's shop remained a fantasy.
Father!
Trapped inside a dingy room of the dilapidated house.
Alone with just her racy dreams for company.
Only the shadows of men ever reached Rosy's window.
Her burning desire never to be satiated.
Because the key to the door was lost.
This is what you order.
Auntie, here's the one million.
We'll pay five million over the market rate!
Hold it!
The lights should dazzle!
One string won't do! Put a few more!
Please sit. Sit.
We'll build a glittering, fancy mall here.
Our Hawai Manzil already glitters!
So what's so special about your shop?
Not a shop, it's a mall!
Here... our Limca Record breaking snack!
With some Limca!
Isn't it? - Where is your napkin?
Auntie
I only want what's best for you.
I've been your tenant for years.
Then act like a tenant, Rahim!
Will you sell off the house just for your commission?
Haven't you earned enough in Saudi Arabia these seven years?
Shut up, you two! - Aunt.
Control yourselves!
M'? Gupta?
When their parents...
my husband... their uncle
all died in the gas tragedy.
We had nothing left.
You know.
All we had was Hawai Manzil.
Hawai Manzil is not for sale.
Remove that!
Auntie.
God himself couldn't have found a better match for my daughter
like the one you've found.
And what a match!
She'll be living right next door after the wedding.
We'll just hop across for our beauty treatment.
Leela won't work after marriage.
She'll have fun at home.
I'll have fun, but won't sit home.
Won't sit at home? So what'll you do?
I'll go on my honeymoon!
Suddenly Rosy chanced upon a bouquet of red roses.
The florist was fixing the flowers.
If only Prince Charming would caress her with those roses.
Trapped behind the window bars
a frenzied Rosy took off her bathrobe.
She stood waiting for Prince Charming.
Just madness in her eyes and red lipstick on her lips.
Smile!
Lovely!
Profile please.
Perfect.
Wow.
Fingers on your earring.
Lovely!
Chin down.
That's right.
Smile.
The camera is fixed on the girl.
It's the boy's engagement as well.
Sure... call the groom.
Hey, mister!
Stop sticking to the bride. Shift!
Sorry.
Getting too close.
Smile. Look in front.
Hey, mister! - Yes?
Not your profile. Look straight.
It's your engagement. I'm taking your photo.
That's enough.
How about a group photo?
Auntie?
Yes?
Group photo!
Yes, of course.
Auntie, stand in between the two of them.
In between?
No!
Not between the couple.
Come on, everybody.
The entire Hawai Manzil family.
Oh, Faiz is crying.
Smile now.
Anyone else?
One... two... three.
One more!
Who is it?
Sorry!
You startled me.
Don't worry.
Going this way?
Yes, you carry on.
I'll come along.
Okay.
The fuse box is somewhere up here.
Let's take a look.
Bastard, if you ditch me
I'll post this video on Facebook.
You won't be able to show your face any wherein Bhopal!
Darling, will the video show my face
or my package?
Let's start a porn business right here!
Tell me, are you coming for the interview tomorrow?
Of course!
I "n
Where is Leela?
Haven't seen her.
Keep playing.
It fits right into your purse.
Like magic.
Your husband got it from the Middle East?
Who's that?
You can keep it. I'm not interested.
But you...
Excuse me.
God! These saleswomen.
They just start off.
They're sly. Who knows what all they do.
Stay away from them.
Kids!
Bloody slut!
Go on! Get me married against my will.
Go on!
Shameless wretch!
Even if gifted a diamond
you'll still choose the piece of coal.
Hold this!
Have you ever noticed?
What?
When the lights go off, our eyes just adjust to the darkness.
You're right.
We get used to the dark...
Lights are back. Come on.
Auntie!
You've met my brother.
Brother, this is 'Auntie'.
Our neighborhood celebrity!
My brother... poor thing, lost his wife at 56!
He has his entire life ahead of him.
So I'm looking for a brand new sister-in-law!
If you know a nice girl let me know.
Even if she's 35-40!
Say thanks to 'Auntie'.
Thank you... 'Auntie'.
O dancing heart
O naughty heart
O dancing heart
O naughty heart
The love of groom and bride
Blossoms with desire so sweet
O yes, she wants him
And, she'll have him
Desire drives her
She's shy no more
O she's bitten
Yes, she's smitten
Her precious flower Stolen by her beloved
Her wild tresses across the pillow
The rhythmic dance of love
Their breaths moist
With the sweet perfume of union
His soft caresses
Covered her with dew drops
O dancing heart
O naughty heart
These crazy tales of love
These charming romances
Hearts full of naughty desire
The love of groom and bride
Blossoms with desire so sweet
Now don't play games
Or I'll suffer
I'm faint with yearning
Cure with me with your love
Just a little
Potion of pleasure
Love me again
I'm faint with yearning Cure me with your love
Rehana! Have you no shame?
Such obscenity! Go to your room.
Move the camera, mister or I'll slap you.
Will dancing get you good grades?
Your father has worked hard to put you into college.
Not so you can shame us!
Concentrate on your studies.
Shameless girl!
The rent is due.
The salary transfer from Saudi...
Oh, come on!
Don't interfere in money matters.
It's complicated.
I've started work with Bemisaal Builders.
It's burning! - Really?
Didn't burn before.
It's started only after I got back?
In the dark of the night the street was silent.
Rosy, in her flimsy nightie, lay down by the window
And dreamt her secret dreams.
In Prince Charming's arms
Rosy was flying amidst the stars.
Inside the airplane he's kissing
Rosy's body with his wet lips.
Rosy touched herself as she fantasized about Prince Charming.
And she used the pillow to stifle her own screams.
Yes we will!
Jeans are my right! My right!
Stop us if you can!
We'll fight till our last breath! Last breath!
Jeans we will wear! Yes we will!
Jeans are my right! My right!
Stop us if you can!
We'll fight till our last breath! Last breath!
Jeans we will wear! Yes we will!
Jeans are my right! My right!
Stop us if you can!
We'll fight till our last breath! Last breath!
Jeans are my right! My right!
Jeans we will wear! Yes we will!
A message for our video blog?
I'm just a freshman.
New rule. No jeans for girls. Any comment?
Yes we will!
Jeans are my right! My right!
There's no end to rules in a girl's life.
Don't sing, don't dance you'll shame us.
Don't walk like that, people will stare.
Keep your eyes down, what will people say?
Don't breathe, you're heaving chest will attract attention!
Don't wear lipstick, you'll have an affair!
Don't wear jeans, you'll create a scandal!
I want to ask the authorities, what exactly will happen?
Why does our freedom scare you so?
Don't we have the right to live freely?
We want our right!
Our right to jeans! Our right to live!
Right to jeans! Right to live!
It was the first shower of the monsoon.
The raindrops of youth beckoned Rosy.
A fierce storm was raging inside Rosy
Far stronger than the storm outside.
Rosy was totally wet with the flood of desire.
Her white shirt was now transparent.
Rosy's body was drenched.
She was drowning in cl whirlpool of lust.
The binoculars slipped from her hand.
In the window outside, the new tenant was taking a shower.
Totally naked! - Auntie'.!
Auntie!
Oh my God!
Duggu! Guddu!
Guddu, look at your brother!
Somebody! Anybody!
Help him!
I'm coming!
Auntie!
I'm coming!
Auntie!
Wait son.
Auntie!
I'm coming!
See, auntie? I can swim now!
What? You think that's funny!
That's enough! Show's over! Back to the pool.
Guddu and Duggu, get going.
She's fine.
What!
Want me to lose my job?
Why the hell did you get into the pool if you can't swim?
How rude!
If the child had drowned...
Can't swim and trying to be a lifeguard!
I'm going to lodge a complaint.
Who is he?
Go ahead. But first tell me your name.
Auntie!
Whose 'auntie'? Not mine!
What name should I put down?
Usha.
Usha Parmar.
Once you learn how to swim
you can dive all you want.
And don't come in a sari.
Usha-ji.
It's called a condom.
Right?
I know, doctor.
Then why don't you use them?
Your husband comes to India for barely two weeks a year.
And you've had three kids and three abortions!
And after every night of sex, you take the pill.
If this continues, you'll need surgery.
What about a diaphragm?
Diaphragm? Impossible!
Your uterus is already infected.
This is the only option.
He gets carried away in the heat of the moment.
Send your passionate husband to me.
I'll deal with him.
'Cap'! Which brand?
Mother, I want a cap too.
Me, too.
It's sunny on the cricket field.
Any good brand will do.
Mother, I want that chocolate.
I want that chocolate too.
Chocolate.
Chocolate? Or the new flavour... strawberry?
You won't believe
Mr. Mathur loved my Brazilian wax! He was so happy.
When in Delhi, he took me to Maya Spa everyday.
If you ever go to Delhi, you must check it out.
I'm going soon.
You're going to Delhi? When?
Leela. - Yes!
Open the door.
What is it?
Your fiancé is here.
Here?
Hi!
Hi.
Tea?
Here.
You take it.
It's my first time inside a ladies parlour.
You men never need to.
Just keep growing the jungles!
Joke! You're funny.
For you.
I wanted to give it to you at the engagement
but I never got a chance.
My first...
First girlfriend?
Sorry. My mistake.
You are my fiancé.
This is also for you.
Shall we activate the phone?
Not now.
You don't like the model?
It's okay... - We can exchange it at the store.
Not now!
Lots of appointments today.
Sorry... I should have called and come.
Sir, people in Delhi have a lot of money.
That's the Qutab Minar!
The Delhi wedding market is huge
as seen in the film 'Band Baaja Baraat'.
Big stars.
Very good film!
Sorry.
Got a little late.
Did you like the photos?
We'll make the honeymoon memorable for the couple.
You can count on us!
They'll feel like they're in a Bollywood film.
That's for sure.
From these photos, it seems the two of you are on honeymoon.
Sample photos! - Sample photos!
Are the two of you in a relationship?
Yes, we're engaged! - No, sir!
Damn it! This piece of junk is just like your business plan.
A complete flop!
Shut up!
Couldn't you lie and say we're engaged?
Why should I lie?
This is all your fault!
My fault?
You're getting on my nerves.
Am I?
Getting on your nerves?
Go throw these tantrums
with your Mr. Moneybags! Not with me.
If it's money I wanted, I wouldn't be wasting my time with you, fucker.
Wasting your time?
That's what you're doing with me?
That's not what I meant.
I know exactly what you meant!
That's not...
Now you watch!
Arshad, if you walk away right now
you'll never see me again!
Go to hell! Bloody gold digger.
Rosy stared wistfully at the bouquet of red roses.
It was getting dark.
The florist was shutting shop.
The bouquet was beyond reach.
And though he was just outside the window
the tenant was beyond reach.
Rosy wanted to shower with him.
Rosy wanted the tenant to shampoo her long hair.
And his slippery fingers to provoke Rosy's burning youth.
Alter these.
How long will it take?
Rehana, your mother asked you a question.
A couple of hours.
Don't forget to turn the lights off.
Hello!
You bought it from a shop?
Of course not! Got it from the clinic.
I thought you've been shameless
buying condoms instead of groceries!
How could I do such a thing?
Chocolate flavour!
Your clinic has become quite fancy.
Hey Rehana, cool speech.
Drag?
You don't smoke?
I do, of course.
But I have a bad throat.
Follow me.
Not bad.
Not just jeans
they should ban women from college.
100 rupees
Got that.
Thanks! I didn't have the change...
Namrata.
Hi... can I audition again?
Let's chat at the party?
Party?
Friday night, Veer's party.
Sure.
I'm wearing gold.
I'm taking silver.
You can take copper.
A great salesgirl is one
who can sell fairness cream to a white American.
Our Best Salesgirl for this quarter is
Shirin Aslam!
Congratulations, Shirin!
This is for you.
Don't sell it.
Magic makes homes spic and span.
Sweep left, sweep right. Abracadabra!
Is popping out babies your only plan?
Or do you want more?
Will you be a Sales Trainer?
40 thousand plus benefits.
Will I need to be in office, 9-6 everyday?
You still haven't told your husband about this job?
Isn't he back from Saudi Arabia?
Think about it.
The announcement will be made at the Diwali Carnival.
The boss herself is coming down from Delhi.
And
with the new job
no more of the pregnancy-abortion business.
Yes, ma'am... girl or boy?
Girl.
Not so revealing.
Something with sleeves?
There's some with shorts as well.
Yes! Show those.
She's about this big.
This size? Is this okay.
Oh no! That's way too small!
Something bigger?
This is the bigger.
Maybe larger.
This one?
It's a nice colour too.
Still larger. The girl is chubby.
This is our largest size.
You could've just said the swimsuit was for you.
Are you crazy?
You think I'd wear this?
Have some respect for a woman my age!
Auntie!
Sorry.
What are you doing at the mall?
Shirin, I didn't see you!
Listen.
If the money hasn't been transferred from Saudi Arabia
don't worry about it.
Pay your rent later.
There's no need for that.
I won't tell anyone.
You want a swimsuit, right?
Isn't the cake delicious?
I baked it in the microwave.
Where did the microwave come from?
I won it as a prize.
I'm the best salesgirl at Magic Products.
I'm the best salesgirl at Magic Products!
Mother, can't we eat this?
Let's bake the cake and we'll feed your father too.
Just two weeks left as a free man!
With a blessed boy like Manoj
every date is auspicious.
Here, have some sweets.
Have some sweets. - Sure.
Come... come.
No, you are wrong. Okay.
Brother have you saw my new comic book?
Mother, I made a century with this bat.
Ruined my shirt. Rascal!
I'll wash it... with Magic bleach.
Don't worry, finish eating.
Pack the curry for lunch tomorrow.
Uncivilized kids!
Why are all these toys on the table?
Get rid of them!
I've baked a cake.
The Wedding's in two weeks?
What's the hurry?
I asked you a question!
I don't trust you.
You'll bring me dishonour.
Dishonour?
What about my happiness?
No mother would have clone what I've done for you.
Stop being a martyr.
You choose to do that job!
[didn't tell you to.
Chocolate cake. I baked it in the microwave.
Where did the microwave come from?
The money should come in by next week.
Bemisaal Builders are going to pay me soon.
Don't worry about the expenses.
Try the cake.
It's delicious!
I baked it in the microwave.
Where did the micro...? - Hand me the remote.
Auntie, where are you off to?
Didn't you want to check the accounts? - You go ahead...
I'll come back and check.
I'm going for a prayer meeting. - Prayer meeting?
At this time?
A new swimmi...
'Swami' is in town.
He speaks only in the afternoon.
He keeps a vow of silence for the rest of the day.
Prepare 100 boxes of sweets for the Shivratri prayers.
Note that down. - Okay.
I will, you carry on.
Do it in front of me! You'll forget.
Oh, come on.
Come to the prayer meeting sometimes.
God help my nephews.
Komal, move your legs!
Come on, Usha-ji!
Come on in.
Come on, Usha-ji!
Come.
No. I'm scared.
Let's go!
Nothing will happen.
You're fine.
Done.
Everyday Rosy looked through her binoculars
to see the young tenant bathing.
His broad shoulders, the water streaming down his chest.
And down below, immersed in the water, his long manhood.
Like a wave, Rosy wanted to engulf Prince Charming's body.
Rosy was certain the tenant was her Prince Charming.
And it is only for the pleasure of Rosy's lustful eyes
that he bathes with the window open.
Stop!
Here, check my bag.
Nothing here.
Sorry for the inconvenience ma'am.
I'm sorry about yesterday.
Mother, I don't want to get married.
You want to be that Muslim's plaything?
Or end up like me?
I've been here 17 years.
Heat, cold, illness
even if I have my periods.
Then quit.
I'll manage.
You know your alcoholic father left us in deep debt.
I'll start my own business, I'll earn, I'll run the house.
Whatever...
But you'll never be able to buy a house.
Manoj is buying me a house.
Sister, your beauty could get you a Taj Mahal.
Lovely.
Who is it?
I want to talk to you.
How can I help?
I'll come later.
I'm listening, ma'am! Tell me.
I wanted to make a booking.
Sure.
For my wedding.
The Sunday after the Diwali Carnival.
Could you hurry it up?
Is the booking confirmed?
But I'm not carrying any money.
I'll come back tomorrow?
You don't need to come back. Your booking is confirmed.
I guess I'll leave.
Congratulations on your wedding!
You've made the right decision.
By choosing our photo studio for the wedding.
I should have done this at home.
Is your wedding dress ready?
The skirt is pink. The blouse, yellow.
The stole is golden, so are the sandals.
Jewellery on rent... a gemstones set.
A satin negligee for the honeymoon.
I just need a new bra for the wedding night.
A special bra for a girl's most special night.
Doesn't your company make these special bras?
I'm sure you wear them.
That's why every night is your wedding night.
The perfect life!
What happened?
Why are you crying?
Just hurts a little.
Nobody hurts when I wax.
He...
He doesn't love you down there?
Does he at least kiss you?
Why are you asking if you know?
You know what our problem is?
We dream too much.
Don't forget to turn the lights off.
Rosy was touching herself with her bare hands.
Soon Prince Charming would caress her body
with red roses, she hoped.
Rosy wanted to fly out of the window
and jump straight into Prince Charming's bed.
But was Prince Charming also aching to caress Rosy's body?
This question haunted Rosy.
[Lipstick Dreams - Book Title]
Hello?
Who is it?
Forgotten your name, bastard?
I'll kick your ass!
Hello!
Hello... Jaspal?
Yes?
Who's this?
Hello... - Hello...
Just wanted to say hello?
I wanted to say hello.
Are you a telephone operator?
Also, I've not forgotten my name.
And I'm not a telephone operator.
So tell me your name.
You know my name
but I don't know yours.
Isn't that unfair?
Rosy. - Rosy? Are you Christian?
You don't talk to Christian girls?
That depends on the girl.
Tell me more about Rosy.
Tell me.
Rosy gazes out of her window every evening.
What does she see?
Dreams.
What kind of dreams?
Rosy will tell you tomorrow.
Listen... hello...
First love
Love
Sweet love
First love
Endless love
Sweet love
Hot dress!
Thanks!
Boots?
Hottie! - Thanks!
Come, come.
Senseless love
Shameless love
Namrata, about the audition...
Pout!
I'm sorry! - Ms. Ripped Jeans!
What are you drinking?
Anything.
Been
Cheers!
Virgin?
No... no. Are you crazy?
Naughty love
First love
Swept away by the heady wind
I fly. I soar, it's you!
Your shadow grooving with me
By m)! side. it's you!
Like fireflies in my veins
Burning love
First love
Namrata!
Are you alright?
Such an awesome party. I'm having so much fun.
I completely forgot to ask about the audition.
You've had too much to drink. Take it easy.
I'm pregnant, not drunk!
You like Led Zeppelin?
Stairway to Heaven is one of my forever favourites.
Wow! I don't know any girl in Bhopal who...
How come I never noticed you before?
Were you hiding under a burkha?
Exactly! I've taken it off now.
Let's jam tomorrow?
Are you crazy? Remember my audition?
I'll take care of that. - Really?
Thank you.
What?
I really like girls who sing.
And girls who sing Zeppelin?
I can't!
I'm... sorry?
Dhruv!
Rehana! - Coming, mother.
Rehna, aren't you late for collage.
Almost done.
Seems the coach is stroking some new girl in his thoughts.
Usha, chest out! - Chest?
Out.
How dare you threaten to evict us?
You'll have to vacate this house.
It's a government notice.
Bastard, you know who I am!
Watch your tongue. We are government officials.
Did you find auntie?
She's not at the prayer meeting.
What did you say, asshole? What is he up to.
Don't raise your hand.
I'll get you locked up.
Try... "y!
Your property is gone!
Don't mess with the government.
How did the government think of Hawai Manzil?
Auntie, they're threatening to tear down the building.
I'll tear you down first!
That's enough, Ram!
Auntie, the house was built in 1902.
If it collapses, the government will be held responsible.
Are there no other old buildings in Bhopal?
That the government is picking on Hawai Manzil?
We all know who's put you up to this.
How much has Bemisaal Builders paid you?
Auntie. - Yes.
Keys?
You weren't at the prayer meeting, auntie.
Where were you?
At another temple.
And the silent swami? Nobody knows of him.
To know him you need to be silent.
That you can't do!
Mrs. Aslam... have a seat.
Tea or coffee?
No, thank you. Just wanted to meet my husband.
Is he coming here again today?
Please tell him
we'll hire him only if he can help us buy Hawai Manzil.
Otherwise, he need not come here.
Sorry...
Why are we having breakfast at dinner?
Eat it, or go to bed.
Mother, let's buy firecrackers.
No one's bursting crackers.
Always creating commotion.
No crackers this Diwali.
His wide forehead, his twinkling eyes
his firm, wet lips.
Rosy thinks that behind that chiselled chest
Jaspal has a tender (Komal) heart.
Komal? - Yes.
Komal.
Surprised?
And Jaspal's voice is intoxicating.
And Rosy's voice is... sweet.
And sometimes it's very... - Very?
Rosy's voice is very sexy.
Not just her voice
Rosy herself is very sexy.
Jaspal wants to see Rosy.
Jaspal can see Rosy everyday
in his dreams.
In my dreams?
'Lipstick Dreams'
'Lipstick Dreams'?
Interesting. - Rosy wears red lipstick.
And in these dreams, what is Rosy wearing?
Blouse. - Blouse?
Sleeveless blouse.
Ah... sleeveless blouse!
And a rose sari.
And under the blouse?
Brassiere.
Br... Brassie...?
Bra.
What colour?
Black.
Rosy, put your hand inside your blouse.
And open up the hooks.
- Love... love... love... love!
- There's someone special in everyone's life.
- One look and your heart races wildly.
- So this song's dedicated to the love birds of Bhopal.
- With love from RJ Reshma.
- Stay tuned to Radio Bhopal.
That special look
Those shy eyes
Those unspoken words
My eyes search you out
Even though it's sheer madness
Right to jeans, right to live!
Fuck yqug
Your father's phone number?
8-7-1-9-5...
This number's incorrect.
Rehana Abidi!
Messing with the police?
Give us the correct number or we will find it.
8-7-1-9-5...
After the honeymoon, we'll come straight
to our permanent residence.
We'll put another TV here.
The entire world in your living room.
You'll never have to set foot outside the house.
The apartment on the second floor.
You can greet your mother every morning from here.
Her house will be ready in two months.
I've planned everything.
Father... no, they didn't arrest me. Go home.
I'll explain once I'm home.
Where are you running off to?
Shameless girl!
Disgracing the family.
Locked up inside the police station.
What were you protesting against?
I wasn't.
Other students were protesting the jeans ban.
I wear a burkha.
Jeans don't concern me.
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Why were you in the wrong place?
Next time round, I won't forgive you.
We're cursed!
Where to?
Who'll finish the work?
[Jam tomorrow?]
[I don't know]
[Please]
There's some times
I think I just forget where I belong
I feel I'm just meant to lie in your arms, baby
The way you're looking at me
I can tell I'm hypnotised
I'd jump off a diff
Into your arms, baby
[Dhruv Bose in a relationship with Rehana Abidi]
Follow that rickshaw.
Komal, I never imagined.
What?
That you'd pick up so quickly.
Sir.
I'll leave?
Bye.
You're so quiet in the pool. - Really?
What are you doing here?
Bastard! I'm marrying someone else
and you won't even stop me?
Is that how much you love me?
The bathroom's empty, let's go.
Rosy's taken her clothes off.
Doesn't Rosy want Jaspal also to undress?
She does.
Rosy wants Jaspal so bad.
Won't Rosy unzip Jaspal's jeans?
She's unzipped his jeans.
Jaspal's lips are kissing
Rosy's lips down there.
We'll leave for Delhi the day after the Diwali Carnival.
I've booked our train tickets.
We'll have a blast in Delhi.
Why don't you ask your Mr. Moneybags?
He'll take you.
He'll bring me back right here.
The same rotten lanes, the same rotten life.
I don't want to live here!
I'm your Baby Doll after all.
You are just a doll, baby!
I can't do this anymore, Leela.
What can't you do?
Arshad, let's at least have sex.
Sex? Is that all you ever want?
If you want sex so bad
I'll call the boys in.
Don't touch me!
Get your hands off.
Get out of here!
I'm done with you.
Get out.
Out!
Rosy's hair was dishevelled.
She didn't have the guts to look into the mirror.
In the mirror she would see the graveyard of her desires.
But amidst the thousand graves of buried desire, one dream was alive.
A dream, Rosy had not given up on.
Rosy picked up the shovel
and set off into the graveyard in search of that dream.
Hello!
Yes?
I'm from Magic Products. Some Diwali offers...
But I have guests over. Another day perhaps?
Your guests will enjoy the demo. Just five minutes.
I've got something that will leave you stunned.
Magic Lollipop Exerciser!
It's Japanese.
Suck on it harder.
Have you seen the cheeks of Japanese women?
Not a wrinkle at the age of 50!
Use this and you'll have the smile of a geisha.
Suck a little longer.
Great practice for keeping your boyfriend happy.
Here, try mine.
But, this was in your mouth!
Of course, you can't put what's mine into your mouth.
Shirin Aslam, wife of Rahim Aslam.
At last, the night Rosy had been desperately waiting for!
It was the Carnival of dreams.
The street was dressed like a bride.
At the window, lay the bouquet of red roses!
There was a note too.
“Tonight I'm coming to kiss your inner jewels.
Your Prince Charming.“
Rosy's insides now erupted into a volcano.
As though the burning desire of women through the ages
was all embodied in Rosy's body.
Tonight was going to be a night of reckoning.
Rosy was sure all her dreams would come true tonight.
Auntie, I've never seen you in a rose sari.
You look very pretty.
Did you speak to your husband?
Passion, you took my life
Without asking
Passion, I gave you my life
Without knowing
[Are you with Dhruv at the Carnival?]
Where on earth is this Hawai Manzil?
Aren't you from Bhopal Arts College? - Yes.
Do you know Rehana Abidi?
Red lipstick on my lips The black net can't veil my desire
Enough pictures.
One more. So we can see the rose.
Here, click the rose.
I was drunk on passion
'Twas a romantic night Just like in the story
Auntie, we want a photo too!
Not now. - Yes, now.
Coach-sir!
Hi!
Come join us.
Sure.
Hello, Usha-ji.
Happy Diwali!
Shift in please.
A little more.
You are looking good.
And our new Sales Trainer is
Shirin Aslam!
In the carnival of dreams I borrow a smile
In the market of happiness I shop for dreams
Congratulations!
Thank you!
Get a family photo this Diwali!
Bangles?
Let's get a photo.
You were at our engagement?
Recognise him?
I don't know.
All photographers look the same to me.
She's kidding.
50 Rupees. - Sure.
Careful.
Show some intimacy.
Hurry UP-
Strike a romantic pose.
Well... okay.
anything goes.
Ready?
Passion, you took my life
Without asking
Passion, I gave you my life
Without knowing
I was hoping you'd make it
so we could talk...
Pardon?
How's the coffee?
Good.
Get an icicle for the coach also. - Which flavour?
Rose.
It's knotted.
Should we wait till the wedding night?
Why?
For our first time, we'll play some music
under the moonlight.
Not on the sly.
They say the first time is special.
You remember it for life.
Why do I have to steal My moments of desire?
Why is the game of passion so unfair?
It's like we've left all our problems down below.
I want to stay here forever.
Passion, you took my life
Without asking
Passion, I gave you my life
Without knowing
Your wife is extremely talented.
She'll definitely rise in the company.
Thank you.
How dare you, bastard!
Asshole!
Stay within your limits.
Cheapskate!
Rehana Abidi, the thief!
Remember?
Look, what we have here!
Right to jeans, right to live?
Who are you?
Serves you right, Dhruv Bose!
You left me for this bitch. This bloody fake!
Now you know how I got pregnant.
Boys, have you seen the coach?
He's left.
He left?
Show me those.
Some ice cream for you?
Sure.
What're you doing?
Have you lost your mind?
I'm burning with jealousy.
Let me go, Arshad. - Please listen to me, Baby Doll!
What?
Have you cancelled the tickets?
Tell me.
No.
The train is tomorrow morning?
Yes or no?
Yes. - What time?
Eleven.
I'll see you at the station by 10:30. Promise!
You are lying. - I swear, Baby Doll.
We'll have a blast in Delhi.
We'll roam free in the mountains.
Let's go!
You're a thief, Rehana.
An honest shopkeeper's daughter, steals from others' shops.
Didn't we instill the right values?
You are disowning our identity and heritage.
Embarrassed by the very burkha that earns us our daily bread?
You're ashamed of wearing a burkha!
I'm ashamed you are my daughter.
- Start looking for a groom for her. - Yes.
No need to study further.
Stay at home and work at the shop.
I left it in the car? Glad you found it.
You forgot to delete the video clip.
Wasn't it the night of our engagement?
Why did you go through my phone?
You're the one who's cheated on me.
I've been trying to talk to you for a while.
You've become very gutsy.
Taking a job, without my permission.
If I earn, it'll help pay the bills.
You want to roam the streets as a salesgirl?
And why did you go to her house?
To embarrass me?
If we talked to each other I would never have gone.
Raising your voice!
Just because you've earned a few cents?
To talk to you, I have to meet your mistress!
Shameless!
You're the one who's shameless.
Seeing another woman... no job, no salary.
You don't care about your family.
Now talk!
You're a woman.
Don't try to wear the pants.
Turn down the job offer
and sit home quietly.
What is it?
What's the problem?
The kids are sleeping.
What has happened?
Will someone tell me what's going on?
What do you think you're doing? - I'll tell you.
Stop! That's mine.
Stop it! Let go of my things.
Get out of my way. - Don't you touch anything!
What's all this?
Give it to me. - Come outside!
Behave yourself...
What's all this?
You should be ashamed of yourself, auntie!
So much for her piety!
Auntie, you've sullied the family name.
Shame on you!
Look at this.
What is this?
Lewd books, indecent clothes.
Such obscenity at this age!
A 55-year old widow!
Making dirty phone calls to a young boy.
Disgusting! - The old woman has no shame.
We look up to her as a mother.
And see what she's been doing.
Getting horny at this age!
Shameful!
What will you teach our kids?
What did auntie do? - Nothing.
Get out of here! Go live on the road.
Take these with you.
You were never Rosy.
Have you looked in the mirror?
All my things!
Auntie.
Let me.
Dreams.
Race Driver... Dreams.
Love or Lust... Dreams.
Love Me Baby... Dreams.
Now or Never... Dreams
Lipstick Dreams.
I had three pages left... read them.
When Rosy opened the door
it wasn't the tenant standing there.
It was the florist!
Rosy had never paid attention to him.
Now she saw his broad chiselled shoulders
and the passion in his eyes.
So he sent the flowers, not the tenant?
Go on.
Before the florist could speak
Rosy turned towards him.
Instantly, he pulled Rosy into his big strong arms.
And began kissing her neck softly.
Then he pressed his lips into Rosy's red lips.
Oh, God! He smudged her lipstick.
These stories mislead us.
Promising us that we too can live like Rosy.
They are misleading.
But they also give us the courage to dream.
Rosy is lucky!
It's hard to gain the love of one man
but Rosy here is basking in the love of two men!
How is that lucky?
She's stuck between the two of them.
The florist told Rosy his name - Prince Charming.
Rosy laughed out loud.
How silly she was!
Now she won't stare stealthily at the bouquet.
She'll openly call out to her Prince Charming.
She won't veil her desire.
The iron bars at the window cannot hold Rosy back now.
Rosy fixed her hair, wiped her tears and jumped right out of the door.
The key to Rosy's caged dreams
always lay within her own heart.