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Please sit.

It's an UN peacekeeping force

and Afghan army incarceration facility number 32N°

at the Iran-Afghan border.

I am the superintendent of the facility, Aheng Moradi.

Fayeri Karimi, of Afghan Border Police, will be part of this interrogation.

He is the Chief Interrogation officer of the UN Army Mr. Akram Ahmed.

HDIG (High-Value Detainee Interrogation Group) Deputy of West Asia, Peter Rodd

is in the surveillance monitor.

And, we shall be interrogating an alleged ISIS militant

and a surrendered terror-accused Begam Fatima, aka Fatima Ba.

So Fatima...

We were not expecting you alive.

It is indeed a miracle that you're alive.

Thank our doctors.

They really fought for your life.

So,

are you comfortable to talk now?

Yes,

I didn't think I would get out alive myself.

Thanks to all of you, for saving my life.

Sir...

My daughter is taken away from me.

And the people who took her...

They are very dangerous people. I don't know what they'll do to her.

Sir, please, get my child back.

Just find her, because I don't know what they will do to her.

The search is on.

Crying or getting emotional will not help you at all.

It will only make things worse for you.

We have every reason to believe that you are a dreaded terrorist, Fatima Ba.

So if you want to prove otherwise, this is your chance.

Everyone here has the same teary stories.

So, take this conversation very seriously

and get to it, straight.

Let's talk?

Yes, sir.

I am Shalini Unnikrishnan.

I am from Kerala, India.

And sir, I was trapped.

I was brainwashed... sir.

Name?

-Ishak. -Fatima.

The flight has landed.

We are now inviting those passengers with small children

and any passengers requiring special assistance.

They are coming out. Goodbye.

Almost a year ago, we left Thiruvananthapuram

for Quetta, Pakistan, via Sri Lanka.

We continued from Quetta by road, crossing the border

into the Spin Baldak area of Kandahar, Afghanistan.

We were headed to Raqqa.

To serve Khalifa.

To fight the infidels.

Ishak was to become a mujahideen

and I had to embrace sunnat.

She neither found the ground nor the sky

The blind bird is on its way

The journey which has no destination

Is enough to lead her astray.

The wind in the village is still looking for her

The vision is slowly getting blurry

Nothing was spoken, nothing was said

Who leaves like this?

She did not find the ground, nor the sky

The blind bird is on its way

The journey which has no destination

Is enough to lead her astray.

Ishak.

There will be a check post up ahead.

An officer posted there is one of our guys.

If they ask you anything,

tell them you both have come from India

on behalf of Amnesty International.

She mistook the prison for a flight

She didn't look back even once

She left the branch of every tree

Who corrupted this innocence?

The memories of that greenery linger

The roads kept up the conversation

No blessing was found, God was nowhere to be seen

The crazy bird was imprisoned

She did not find the ground, nor the sky

The blind bird is on its way

The journey which has no destination

Is enough to lead her astray.

You yourself decided to go to Syria.

No one forced you to come.

This is what is emerging.

And for that, you prepared for years.

You wanted to wage war against your country,

and against mankind.

I...

That's what I'm trying to explain to you.

I did leave India of my own will.

And yes, I did a lot of preparation before leaving.

But what I thought, what I wanted,

it was all fed into my brain, like programming.

I had lost control over myself.

It was as if

an invisible remote was controlling me.

I am not alone in this game.

There are thousands of girls like me.

Who have fled their homes only to be buried in this desert.

-Greetings. -Greetings.

Fareed, come on.

Allah wills it.

Welcome. Please enter.

Let's go.

We have only one objective.

Which is,

to establish the Islamic ideology in every nation in the world.

Till each and every human being in this world

walks the path shown by Allah,

Jihad will continue.

Can you sing a song for us?

We love Indian music.

Actually, I used to listen to a lot of music.

But I have stopped now.

Don't you consider things like music and song haram?

We’re Pashtuns - a tribe from the mountain.

We are living here, in the Hindukush, for thousands of years.

Even before Islam.

While we have accepted the path and garb of Islam...

still did not quit playing Rabab.

We never trusted Pakistan anyway.

We still don't.

We prefer to put our trust in young ones like you.

That’s why we’re helping you to cross the border.

I would sacrifice my life for jihad.

But what if the American army stops us at the border?

Talk to them in English only.

Give them the human rights spiel.

They will treat you with Coca-Cola and let us cross the border

They know that the Talib people are savages.

And one more thing.

The Americans aren't the only obstacle.

You need to be careful about the Haqqani and Talibani mujahideens.

It is America that gave birth to these breeds.

This is why ISIS

doesn't trust the intentions of the Taliban, Haqqani, or the Al-Qaeda.

It believes that they do not assert the dominance of Allah,

but their own rule.

…and doesn't matter if the help comes from America, Russia, or China.

Seeing their house, I remembered my own.

My Kerala.

Heaven on earth.

Full moon night the love which came as a garland

Love will you give me a garland

Your stone is waiting for you to put the garland

The wedding garland the one made of basil leaves

Full moon night the love which came as a garland

Love will you give me a garland

Child…

Yes?

Shalu is leaving tomorrow.

Still, she is not at home. Call her!

She is leaving for the hostel tomorrow.

So she's doing some last-minute shopping.

And before she leaves

she wants to eat Unniyappam and Chakravartam.

That's what I've been preparing.

Okay.

All her likings are similar to yours.

I don’t understand anything!

Why has the girl been sent so far?

That too Kasargod? Why?

Aren’t there colleges in Trivandrum?

No known people. She has to stay alone.

She has just completed graduation, Amma.

She will pursue post-graduate studies in Nursing over there.

She could get a job in Mumbai, Delhi, or Dubai.

National Nursing College isn't just any college, Amma.

Don't worry for no reason.

And how will she be alone? Huh?

She will meet many girls from here at her hostel.

Amma?

Amma, I’m, back.

I will come to your mind like the moon.

To your mind's sanctum and sanctorium.

I will be having no gold

To dance with you

To love you in complete perfection

Full moon night the love which came as a garland

Love will you give me a garland

100 Rial…100 Rial…100 Rial

I don't want it. I want y'all to be loyal to me.

Too much traffic...

Amma, I'll just call you.

Shalini!

Correct, but how did you know?

Simple. There are three girls here already.

The fourth one was missing.

And who could that be?

(together) Shalini!

I'm so stupid...

Hey, water?

Thank you.

I'm Shalini Unnikrishnan from Thiruvanathapuram.

I'm Nima Matthews.

Hi.

-I'm from Kottayam. -Oh.

We have an old saying about you guys.

I know.

If you see a cobra or a southerner, kill the southerner first.

Exactly!

I get that a lot from Northies. Very bad!

By the way, I am from Kochi.

Being in the middle has to have some benefit, right?

You're safe!

I'm Gitanjali Menon.

-Hi. -Nice to meet you.

Let me guess. Malappuram or Kozhikode?

Mmmm, not bad! Malappuram.

-And my name is Asifa Ba. Welcome. -Hi.

Thank you.

Okay now tell me,

who left their boring lives at home to come here?

And who will definitely miss their home after coming here?

My life is not that boring.

But...

I'm here for the excitement of hostel and college life.

Don't worry.

You can enjoy the excitement and not miss your home.

My home is very close. We can visit any time.

And I know a lot of people here.

So you don't have to worry about making friends either.

So I'm not just your roommate, but your local guardian too!

And as long as I'm around, you won't want for excitement.

That's a promise.

Guys, we cannot be late.

We have to get there before the programme begins. Let's go.

Let's go fast.

Nursing is not just a matter of a job,

nursing is a matter of humanity.

Nursing is the best example of service.

And, we in Kerala are leading the country

in creating, training, educating maximum number of nurses.

Whether there is a natural calamity,

or a war situation,

a nurse will always help anyone who needs it

in an impartial manner.

All the

paintings and slogans you see on the walls of our campus,

these are not the ideals the college stands by.

It does not represent us.

This is just the work of some outsiders,

who along with some of our students, want to sow chaos.

So, the Student Union president,

I want the walls of my college clean.

We teach humanity here.

In the future, I hope

that you will make this institution,

our Kerala,

…and the country

proud through your achievements across the world.

Are you sure?

I wrote it. Ciao, Clara.

So, you are continually telling us that your name is Shalini.

But we have no proof of that name with us.

Shalini does not exist.

Nowhere.

And right now the Indian government just denounced you also.

Sir,

I am Shalini. I don't know how to prove it to you.

This is a very dangerous game, sir.

This game is about killing my soul,

killing Shalini's soul, to make her into a slave.

A...

A robotic slave: Fatima.

And see, sir, they’re successful also,

because I'm sitting here in front of all of you.

Tell me.

When exactly did you join ISIS?

Rather than knowing when I joined ISIS,

It’s more important to know why and how I joined ISIS, sir.

Every mission has its motive.

How they turn a simple nursing student into a suicide bomber...

That's what you need to know.

I don't know why nobody wants to listen to these things.

Why doesn't anybody do anything?

I don't know.

Kerala is sitting on a live time bomb, sir.

God's own country will be destroyed.

Please save it.

Please.

I'll just get out.

Ishak.

Ishak!

The bodies...

Let’s go. It's fine.

Sit, sit...

-Sit, sit... -That...who...

Drink some water.

How much longer?

We'll reach Shahbad in half an hour.

That will be your home for a few days.

As soon as Khalifa gives the order,

you will be taken to Syria from there.

But we will part way over there.

After dropping you I have to go back to Baluchistan.

[unintelligible]

Ishak...

I am missing Amma a lot.

If I was at home in this state,

Amma would've taken such good care of me.

Please arrange a call with Amma, please.

Have you lost your mind? "Please."

Just one phone call.

I'll just tell her that we've reached and that we're all safe

and that everything is okay. Just one call--

You don't know, do you?

Huh?

How risky it is to call your home in India right now?

Your phone will be under surveillance.

When our phones were taken away in Sri Lanka

didn't that fellow say they would give us a new phone once we get here?

When will they give us a phone?

Your phone call will be traced.

And the enemy traitors

will find our location.

Sorry. Sorry...

Know your right objective, Fatima.

To walk the road to jihad, we must first

sacrifice the ones we love the most.

And anyway,

according to ISIS, in the Sharia law, women aren’t allowed to keep phones.

Shall we go, sir?

What?

I wasn't told in India that keeping a phone would be against Sharia law.

…and where were mobile phones when the Sharia law was made?

I don't know all that.

But it is indeed a crime.

And death is the punishment for this crime.

-May God protect you. -May God protect you.

Ishak.

Stop it, Ishak. What are you doing?

-Today I won't listen. -I’m very tired.

I'm pregnant, Ishak.

Please leave me.

Why should I give up my rights for a bastard?

You told me you would accept this child.

That is why I agreed to marry you!

Our marriage is an agreement. Ishak, please…

The same agreement gives me the right to do this.

Ishak, what are you doing?

-Ishak! -Not keeping your husband happy

is a crime in Islam!

Ishak, I told you to stop!

Ishak...

Ishak, I will shout.

Nothing will happen to your baby.

Ishak this is rape!

Islam doesn't allow for rape

Rape? When a husband does this, it isn’t rape.

Ishak! It's hurting

Be grateful. A woman just needs to cook

and sleep with her husband.

You don’t have to take bullets like mujahideen.

You can make your choice. You either take this pain,

or burn in hell for all eternity.

Ishak!

[unintelligible]

Don't I look like Katrina Kaif?

Don't I?

In Kasargod market. Beauty queen!

Thank you.

Piping hot!

Yeah?

Shalini, help me with the pin, please.

Yes.

The way you are dressing up like Cinderella

as if your Prince Charming waiting somewhere in this city, huh?

Rubbish. Anything she is telling.

Asifa?

Umm, thanks.

-I don't use lipstick. -Why?

No makeup?

My hijab suits me best.

I love natural beauty.

Anyway, the no-makeup look is trending on celebrities these days.

Bollywood's first hijabi heroine:

Asifa Ba!

I think whether it is full makeup or a natural look,

whatever you wear, you should wear it with full confidence.

Umm, excuse me.

Hmm? Peace be upon you too.

We're coming. In five minutes.

Listen, be nice and careful. okay?

Hmm. Bye.

Okay, so girls, we are

going out for our first dinner together, excited?

Yay!

Okay, so I have a small errand to run near the beach.

My cousin's waiting downstairs. Why don't you guys come along?

We can do a city trip and

anyway, the beach here is the best in Kerala, I'm telling you.

Hi, I'm Rameez.

I'm doing my MBBS, final year.

And this is Abdul, he's a

well-known, renowned businessman of Kasargod.

Hey, come on Rameez. Don't overdo it.

I hope all of you guys are comfortable?

Sorry for the inconvenience, there was only this much space in the car.

We're all comfortable, don't worry.

Yeah, okay, but please pray for me,

so that one day, I become a big man and buy a helicopter.

Then, I'll take you all for a ride.

So, Rameez, what plans after MBBS?

Uh, after MBBS, umm...

Yeah, I'm trying for MS.

If I get into a good college, then

I'd like to try for the US or UK.

Why the US or UK?

Why not India?

India?

Look...

You get only one life to live, okay,

and for us Muslims...

What is that word in Hindi you use for rebirth?

"Punarjanam"?

Yes, correct, correct. So,

us Muslims don't believe in that either, you know, we believe

in the afterlife, not rebirth.

In Islam, it is taught that however much you earn,

you must donate a part of it to charity

and use it to help people.

So you can imagine, I'd make much more money if I went to the US or the UK.

I will be able to help more people.

Plus, I want to enjoy both, life and the afterlife, so

that is the plan.

Why don't you both join us?

Our treat.

Yes, come on. Join us.

Come on.

I'm giving you a chance to have dinner with beautiful girls.

Love to, but we have some urgent work.

We'll be back in a bit. We'll join you. You guys carry on.

-Okay. -Okay?

All this looks so delicious, doesn't it?

Yeah.

-We should all take a photo. -Yeah.

Cause we're all eating out for the first time. I'll send it to my Amma also.

Cheese!

[unintelligible]

Sorry, uh...

I didn't know you guys had a mealtime ritual...

We Catholics always pray before eating.

By the grace of Mother Mary and Jesus,

we thank them.

And we thank Allah.

You guys don't pray before eating food?

I don't.

But yes, my dad once told me that we

should thank the God of food and farmers.

My mother and grandmother chant some verses in Sanskrit.

But I don't know it specifically.

Now, I just see yummy food and then I eat it, so...

Hold on, we do say thank you.

We thank our mothers, and the lady who cooks for us,

basically whoever makes food for us, we thank them.

But we say thank you after the meal.

So that we can get better food next time.

Eating without prayer is a sin.

Why like that?

Hey!

-Hi. -Sit.

Look, there's dancing over there!

-Let's go there? -Yeah.

-Yes... -If y'all want to go, please.

[unintelligible]

The girls flew and walked in different directions with their friends

Without faltering or flinching or lowering their eyes

Ambo Ambambo (Wow, Amazing) - The sound of Payal roughens

Ambo Ambambo (Wow, Amazing) - Even swords are trembling

Ambo Ambambo (Wow, Amazing) - The story is changing

Ambo Ambambo (Wow, Amazing) - People who fought and won

Ambo Ambambo (Wow, Amazing)...

-Asifa? -Yes?

If you don't mind, can I ask you something?

Sure, go ahead.

You were saying, eating without prayer is a sin.

Why?

And what were you praying anyway?

I was thanking Allah.

I was saying,

"Oh Allah, thank you so much for giving us this food and keeping us alive."

"Your generosity knows no bounds."

-And this food we eat? -Hmm?

It is the favour bestowed upon us by Allah and His prophets.

So if we don't thank Allah,

His wrath can take us to hellfire.

Hellfire?

What is hellfire?

You don't know?

You know?

Hell-fire. So,

all the wrong deeds we do in this life,

we're punished for those after we die.

And for all the good deeds we do,

we get paradise, as a reward.

Punishment even after death!

My father is an atheist.

He says that religion is opium to the people.

God didn't make religion, man did.

So there's no need to be formal with God or fear him.

Your father is a communist.

And what you're saying - That's the politics of the communists.

Leave it.

Asifa, you were talking about hellfire.

-Yes. -What is hellfire?

I want to know.

So I was saying,

according to the Hadith, the master says

that hellfire is seventy times hotter than fire on Earth.

Oh dear.

And in hell, there is a dark well,

where all the sinners are tied, chained,

hung upside down and burned.

So whoever believes in Allah,

they get paradise in return.

And those who do not believe in Islam,

they are burned in the fires of hell.

This sounds so painful!

I know...

Yes, and it's not even a normal fire.

It is seventy times hotter.

Today I understand what "go to hell" actually means!

And I'm hearing about the praying out of fear of wrath for the first time.

Isn't the relationship with god one of love?

Or should be.

Like the ones we have with our parents.

-Like that, no? -I agree.

And why would God be angry? This is not right.

God! Please don't be angry!

But, one minute. Anyway, we are Hindus.

Why would we be sent to the fires of hell?

That's what. Why would your Allah punish us Hindus?

[unintelligible]

Only Allah runs this world.

Only Allah.

And you are a non-believer.

You will surely go to hell.

And anyway, on the day of judgment isn't specific to religion.

Everybody's life has that one day of reckoning.

And I'm sorry,

you are a non-believer.

You'll surely go to hell.

Only Allah can save you.

No one else.

Whatever Asifa used to say,

they were quite scary.

And I did not have answers to challenge those fears.

Nimah was from Kottayam.

So every weekend she would go home to visit.

Geetanjali used to like the hostel more than her home.

Since my home was far away, I couldn't visit often.

Asifa would take Geetanjali and myself to her home on weekends.

In Malappuram.

Last Eid, all four of us friends celebrated together.

Asifa's family was very nice.

Her mom made vegetarian food especially for me.

That was around the time we started getting close to Rameez, Abdul, and Mujeeb.

Training begins today.

And after training,

our road to Syria will be cleared.

And I will become a complete mujahideen,

and you a Sunnat.

But you will have to wait a little longer.

Hmm?

100 rials…100 rials…100 rials…

Women are not allowed to come here alone.

How dare you to come out of the house?

Don't shoot me!

Don't shoot me!

Don't shoot me!

Punishment is not a verdict,

it is a lesson.

A lesson!

So that no one dares break the law again.

Anyone who strays from this path,

is committing an offense towards the messenger of God.

A lesson

is the way shown by the messenger of Sharia.

And straying from this path

goes against the messenger of God.

What this girl did

is a crime.

And her husband

ignored her wrongdoing

and let her commit this crime!

He is an even bigger criminal.

And now this lesson

will become a vision.

Allah is great!

Allah is the greatest!

Allah is the greatest!

-Are you okay? -Hmm.

Yeah, I am okay.

Peace be unto you.

My name is Shazia.

Didn't you see me in the colony?

I'm your neighbour.

I'm sorry.

Since everyone's in a burqa,

I didn't recognize you, maybe.

Peace be unto you too, I'm Shalin... Fatima.

I'm Fatima.

Fatima.

It's a nice name.

Fatima, you were in the market all by yourself?

And that too in this condition?

You weren't trying to run away, were you?

You were trying to run away!

Ya Allah...

You don't know how dangerous that can be.

And for women like us, this is impossible.

Why did they cut that lady's hand off?

Because she was wearing lipstick.

They cut her hand off just because she was wearing lipstick?

Good grace. Hey Bhagwan.

There is no Bhagwan

There is only Allah.

And this is considered Haram (sinful) in Sharia.

I'm sorry.

But, you're telling me all this...

You were alone in the market too.

What if someone shot you?

They won't shoot me.

The person who cut off her arm is my husband.

He's a Khursani commander.

They all take their orders from him.

You walk carefully. Come.

The urge that I possessed to go to Syria,

was getting shattered day by day.

This was not what they told us it'd be like.

I started to realize that

it was a huge trap and

we all were trapped hopelessly in it.

Seeing them killing people brutally, I

started to fear for my unborn child over my own life.

For many days, I

kept seeing that severed hand and head...

It started to haunt me.

And my fear was legitimate.

Because what is a crime and following punishment,

was never taught to us in the Hindu religion.

-Peace be unto you. -Peace be unto you too.

I want to show you something very special.

Look at this video.

This medicine

which, in our language

is called 'chemical courage,'

is called Captagon and Amphetamine in pharma terms,

is something that will keep your thirst for jihad alive.

It will never let you stray from your one true objective.

And on the battlefield of war, this medicine

will help you go long periods without feeling hungry, thirsty, or sleepy.

It will kill your coward self-inside you

and give birth to a mujahideen in you.

Who will hoist the flag of complete Islamic domination.

Who will repent for their sins and pave the way to paradise.

Who will get the infidels to praise the one true Allah.

God is great!

God is the greatest!

God is great!

God is the greatest!

Understood? My jihadis…

This medicine

will make your work easier.

Start administering it.

Get them closer to you.

Isolate them from their families.

Develop physical relations… If required, make them pregnant.

and as soon as possible, hand them over for the next mission.

What about that third girl?

Nimah.

She's Catholic, sir.

She won't be easily manipulated.

Mujeeb will have to do something special.

Great.

So much time has passed,

and you can't deliver three girls to me.

On the contrary, from UK and Europe,

25-30 women are traveling to Syria by their own choice, every month.

Maulvi Saheb.

Ohh shit. Nimah has messaged,

she's been waiting for long. We're late.

-Bye Asifa. -Bye.

They left.

Hmm.

-Then I was telling her... -Nima.

Hate you both.

Sorry sorry Nima

What is the time?

It’s okay now.

Shit! Really?

Let’s see.

Hey!

-What! -How dare you do that!

-Do what? -What?

He hit her just now, I saw.

-And I'll do it again. -Nimah.

-I'll do what I want. -I'll give you one whack!

This is nonsense.

You'll forget all you have wished.

-Who will you hit? -Him, what's it to you?

Why would you hit him? Why?

-One minute, -Nimah...

we'll go to the police.

Oi! Hey! Everyone come here.

You'll complain to the police

and shut our businesses down?

Who are you threatening, madam?

Nimah!

Hold her. Hold her!

Nimah!

Who are you threatening?

Who are you threatening?

No!

Help! Help!

Shalini!

Nimah!

Nimah!

-Get up! -Nimah!

I am sorry guys, but

this was an incident waiting to happen.

Monsters just need an excuse, and you straight up gave it to them.

Be grateful, Allah saved you.

Did you ever wonder why this happened to you

and not any of the other girls who were there?

Are you justifying them?

No.

But think about it yourself.

There were so many other girls in the market.

You were the only three not wearing a hijab, right?

Girls who wear hijabs are never raped

nor are they ever molested.

Because Allah always protects us.

I'm sorry but he's not like your Gods.

Are you trying to say only Allah protects?

-Other Gods don't protect? -Exactly!

Because

your God is so helpless, He's always asking for help from others.

Even your Jesus, Nimah.

It's not the time.

See, I understand what you're going through.

But just think about it once.

God's son,

God's own son, being hanged on a cross,

alive,

and God can't even save his own son. How will he save you?

Enough!

Stop now!

I'm sorry, okay!

But think about it.

What is it? Tell me.

You overdid it.

You should not have torn their clothes that much.

It was the first day.

Idiot. Hang up now. I'll talk to you later.

Show?

Even the thought of going out is scaring me.

Those dogs...

Getting scary dreams at night. Just can't sleep.

I'm so sorry guys, I was not there with you.

If we were with you, this would've never happened.

Listen, we both are really ashamed.

This is a matter of shame for Kasargod.

Now...

I even feel scared of every man I see on the street.

These people make all Muslims look bad.

These bloody ba...

Sorry for my language.

Shalini...

Geetanjali...

I'm sorry again.

I promise this will never happen again.

We'll fix these bloody rogues.

We'll teach them a lesson they'll remember all their lives.

That's why I brought them here.

Do fix the rogues.

I just hope I can sleep properly at night.

It's nothing, just anxiety.

Don't overthink now.

What kind of a doctor you are?

Why don't you give some medicine to calm them?

Sure...

Actually...

Umm, so listen.

I have a small errand to run, but I shall be back soon.

But if you need anything, I'm just a call away. Okay?

Bye.

[unintelligible]

Take one pill each.

Whenever you feel anxiety, just have this.

[unintelligible]

Water.

Thanks.

I'm there with you.

It is my good fortune that I have met someone like you,

You are my friend, my partner.

All that I have found in you.

Do you know what I really like about you and Gitu?

That you wear the hijab even though you're Hindus.

Nobody misbehaves with us or teases us when we're wearing it.

It makes me feel very safe.

-Right, Gitu? -Yeah.

And what if the man's gaze isn't threatening?

Then...

I don't know.

Then...

he would not notice a body inside the burqa,

but a beautiful soul,

which he can't help but fall in love with.

So… isn't it a sin to be in love in Islam?

In an Islamic marriage, what does the Qazi ask?

He asks, whether you accept it or not.

Everything is about accepting each other.

If both are accepting, then

how can love be a crime?

But what about physical intimacy?

I mean, according to Islam it's considered illegitimate before the wedding, right?

I mean, it is not acceptable, right?

It is not acceptable.

In fact, not just in Islam,

no religion condones pre-marital sex if it is a one-night stand.

But, if two people

decide to commit to a relationship for their whole lives,

what is wrong with them being intimate?

Like, Abdul only said, you know

An agreement of acceptance.

You are so close to me, That I am always Joyful these days;

As I am not anymore into myself.

I have built a brand-new world of dreams,

that’s where I spend all my nights and days,

[unintelligible]

Aren't you guys going home for Diwali?

No... mother and grandmother will do some rituals at home.

In school, festivals were like holidays.

So it was fun.

Now what, it's just about eating yummy food.

Here also we can eat.

All these traditional myths and

religious stuff I don't know much about.

What would I even do at home?

All these rituals, customs,

were never part of my childhood.

But Diwali is a big festival, isn't it?

You don't want to celebrate it with your family?

We can do all that in our old age.

This is not the time!

I don't think so.

I've been praying since childhood.

And I don't think you need to be of any particular age to pray to God.

I agree with Nimah.

Even I have been praying since childhood.

Allah listens.

But you need to have faith.

But that's what we don't have, Asifa.

Why not?

The Almighty exists, 100%, 200%.

Just not in the way you Hindus claim.

Here you go again.

Asifa, you have a lot of energy.

You will start again. I have to go to the church and pray.

Happy Diwali to you both. Bye!

-Bye! -Wait for some time!

No, I have to go, bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Okay... So which God do you believe in?

My mother sent this. Said forget your diet now.

So...

You guys didn't say which God you believed in?

If there was just one God, I would tell you.

Our religion has thousands of Gods and Goddesses.

I think Shiva is a big God.

See, I'm sorry, but

you've heard that story about your big God, right?

The one in which he carries his dead wife on his shoulders

and roams around the country.

What are you saying? Is there any such story.

You tell me.

The God who cries over his dead wife like a common man,

how can he be a God?

Seriously?

You're trying to say that the God Shiva

carried his dead wife all around India?

Yes.

But in north India, Ram and Krishna are the big Gods.

They're known to be great.

I'm sure you know the story of Lord Ram. Everyone knows it.

That his wife was abducted by Ravana.

Yeah, that I've heard.

So you explain it to me. He's a God.

He can't rescue his wife by himself?

To save his wife,

he needed the help of a monkey army?

And you guys worship the monkeys too?

I'm sorry.

And...one of your Gods

Krishna fell in love with every girl he met.

What kind of character does this God have? Fall in love with every girl?

And didn't he run from his birthplace out of fear?

Why would a God need to fear anything?

And if he is scared himself, how will he help any of you?

Do you mean to say

that a 100 crore people are wrong? That...

Fuck, yeah this is so complicated and confusing.

It is confusing because you're following the wrong path.

It's very beautiful and sacred.

I'll show you the right path.

Captagon? Amphetamines?

Are you serious?

The government doesn't believe it, but this is happening.

How else would I have access to drugs?

And these drugs are used ceaselessly.

They are only concerned with the immediate effect of the drugs.

Not with the side effects.

They want their suicide bombers.

Not a well-trained army

-Shazia! -Fatima?

Shazia... I'm in terrible pain.

I need to get to the hospital.

Come on. Ishak isn't around either.

I really need to…

Fatima, my husband will be arriving any minute.

I can't come with you.

I'll... I'll do one thing.

I'll send Razia with you. She'll take you to the hospital.

-Okay. -Come on, come on.

I need to call my mother once, please.

Mother...

-Razia. -I am here with you.

Just check that they're using proper tongs.

Everything's gonna be... yes, yes...

[unintelligible]

Just relax, relax.

Trust me, you will be fine.

Nurse, don't [unintelligible]

I will count.

Just see that the baby is kept properly.

-They don't do anything to the baby... -The baby is doing okay

You just push, you just push

-Keep it properly. -Yes we will.

I promise you. Fatima, you push, 1, 2, 3, you push.

Yes, yes, good!

Yes, yes [unintelligible]

Nurse, listen, I want to make one call to my amma, please.

I just want to tell her that I've had the baby.

After that, you can take the phone.

But please, just one call, nurse, please!

Can I make a call?

Nurse... ma'am!

It isn't an ordinary gun.

I shall operate mortar.

Where are you going, anyway?

Kabul.

There's a mission for the Indian and American embassies.

We've been training for the last few days.

You will come back, right?

I'm not going as a suicide bomber.

The front line will have rocket launchers. And grenades too.

Don't be tense.

Can I come with you?

Because of her, we can't even have sex properly.

And you want to come with me? Hmm?

With her?

I feel suffocated here, Ishak.

How much longer do we have to stay here? When will we cross the border?

I'll leave, I'm telling you.

Without me,

forget the city, you can't even leave the neighbourhood.

One day I will.

Leave, then.

Leave!

One look at a solitary woman

and these people will sell you off.

Or shoot you.

Leave!

Shazia...

I can't manage...

There's no money at home, no food, no clothes.

She's just crying like this continuously.

I don't know what to do.

Oh...

I'll give you some medicine.

Here.

Give her to me.

Here.

What's wrong? What happened?

Shazia...

Can you arrange for me to talk to my mother?

Just one call.

Fatima, how do you not get it?

It is against Sharia law for women to have phones.

I haven't contacted anyone myself for two years now.

Shazia, please.

I just want to talk to my mother once.

Mother will make everything all right.

I don't know what to do. I'm so tired.

I don't know how to manage it.

Please. Just once.

Husna...

There's an emergency. We need your help.

We need to make a call. Please open the door.

No... This is not possible.

-Just one call. -You already know,

these calls are tracked by the US security agency.

And then they'll know our location.

-One minute. -Husna, please.

Just one call. It won't be longer than two minutes. Just one minute.

For my daughter.

Please, I'm begging you Husna.

Please.

-No, no. -Husna.

Look, you know it isn't safe to be outdoors.

Just open the door. Okay?

Please.

Husna.

Just one call. I need to talk to my mother.

Actually, my mother hasn't even seen my daughter.

A phone call is not possible.

But, but...

You can send a message via the Call Gram app.

Okay, no problem.

You can only message your mother.

But you won't get a reply.

Before she replies, I have to destroy the SIM card.

Thirty seconds, not more than that.

Amma.

You're a grandmother now.

Now listen carefully.

I'm in a town called Shahabad in Herat, close to the Afghanistan-Iran border.

Ishak has left me.

I'm completely alone, Amma. I won't be able to live much longer.

Please go to the police immediately, with Nimah.

Tell them to pressure Asifa and the Maulvi.

They know about this place.

Tell them to bring me back to India immediately.

Tell the police my address.

Get me out of here, Amma, please.

I made a huge mistake.

I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry. Bye.

We should be going now.

Come on.

Thank you, Husna. You're really very kind.

May Allah always protect you.

-May God protect you. -May Allah protect you.

-Come on. -Not through this gate, take the back gate.

My husband could be arriving any moment.

-Come on. -Thank you.

No, no, this isn't my phone!

It's not my phone!

Come on. Come on!

You guys are going home,

but will you be able to tell your families about Abdul and Rameez?

See, I suggest that you don't tell them.

It will create unnecessary complications.

And anyway,

when your families see you in this hijab,

they will find out about your new, changing lives.

You will see, how you will be ill-treated.

I doubt you'll be able to fight back such behaviour.

Ajit!

Child...

I don't need it.

What is this?

What is wrong with you, huh?

Yesterday you came wearing a hijab.

Today you refuse to take the holy offering.

Will you stop believing in God tomorrow?

Child!

I hope we didn't send you to the wrong place to study.

All this worshiping of stones

is not going to help you.

You fasted, participated in rituals and whatnot

for the well-being of your husband,

was your God able to save his life?

How could he?

A God who is so helpless could never save the lives of others.

After realizing all this,

I feel ashamed to call myself a Hindu in front of my friends.

Hey...

Why are you in a rush?

Come please, come.

I'm taking her for two minutes.

Got yourself a coconut I see.

When did you come back?

Why didn't you come to the hostel?

You didn't even call me.

Is this what our friendship has come down to?

It's not like that, yeah.

I was too stressed.

My mother was giving me hell at home.

I just could not handle it only.

Same, bro.

My "communist" father,

you know, started lecturing me on the limitations of the hijab.

And his so-called wife, my mother,

she thought this was some kind of a fancy dress competition.

Shalu, I'm telling you,

Communists are the biggest hypocrites.

-I will tell your father you told that -Oh don't

By the way, the hostel was closed. So when did you come?

Since the hostel was closed, I stayed at Rameez's for a few days.

Hmm... Live-in relationship!

Do you plan to come back to the hostel or

or are you planning to settle down with Mr. Doctor?

Our bodies have accepted each other.

Hmm! Good.

Oh! You're over-acting as if I don't what's been going on between Abdul and you.

Before Rameez and I said 'I accept' to each other, you both did the same!

I know everything, okay?

Along with romance you are spying on us too?

Silly girl.

But truthfully, Gitu,

I'm experiencing all of this for the first time in my life.

What love is, I understand now.

I don't know, it's difficult to explain, but

I feel like I just want to be intertwined with Rameez

and spend our whole lives like that. That's it. Gitu, I love him!

-When he looks at me only, I feel... -Okay, okay, okay.

Too much excitement but there is a small problem.

Like this, you will end up playing ludo on your first night as a married couple.

Shut up, Gitu! I'll tell Abdul, what are you saying? Abdul!

-Hey! -See what she's telling!

See what Gitu is telling, Abdul!

Islam isn't a complex religion like others.

It is simple and straightforward.

That the one who made the world

and the one who runs it is the same.

And that is the almighty Allah.

Close both your eyes and feel the presence of Allah.

Ask Him for his blessing.

You will feel Him around you.

For this, you do not need to visit any church or temple.

You don't need to offer flowers, oils, and leaves

"If you need money, go to this temple."

"If you want knowledge, go to that temple."

"If it's strength you want, go to that temple."

You don't need to go from one place to the other.

Simply ask Allah for His blessing.

He will grant you every wish.

So that there is peace and calm all around.

-Glory be to Allah! -Glory be to Allah!

And this is why, my beloved brothers and sisters,

This peaceful religion

welcomes you with both arms.

Come, and change your life.

-Nice lecture, right? -Hmm.

Thank you, Gitu.

I'm Shalini,

and this is Geetanjali… my friend.

How long have you been coming here?

It's been a month.

We live right here, in the Centre dormitory.

Are you Hindu too?

I'm Bhagyalakshmi.

Out of us 48 girls,

there are seven Christians,

the rest are Hindus.

We all left our houses and came here.

So what have you been doing here for a month?

What happened to you?

We all 48 girls have the same story.

Our families won't accept true love.

They are so caught up in their caste and religion,

they get us married off to random men.

Now, we fell in love with Muslim men,

does that mean we committed any crime?

Are we supposed to ask someone their caste or religion

before falling in love with them?

So...

What will you do now?

There is no other way to get married to our boyfriends.

Other than accepting Islam.

Our families will not agree to this.

Our love is true.

Wouldn't you do anything for true love?

You would cross all limits, right?

Oh dear, Shalini!

One minute, don't worry...

Geetu, I’m not feeling well.

No way. I don't believe it. Okay! I am not that irresponsible.

Seriously? Do you need me to tell you when our sex was protected and when it was not?

Rameez, what are you saying?

I know Shalini has not been physical with anyone else.

And aren't you a doctor?

Get a DNA test done, you'll get your confirmation.

Okay, look.

I'm sorry for behaving rudely. Okay? Just sit.

In some time, everyone in the hostel will know.

I won't be able to go to college.

It will reach my family.

Everybody will get to know, my mother will find out…

-What will I do! -Calm down...

Relax, relax...

-You're not understanding. -Enough, listen to me.

-Listen to me. -If my mother finds out then just...

Listen to me.

-Allah will make everything right. -How?

The problem you are mentioning has a solution.

Just marry Rameez!

But how? She's a Hindu girl.

-So? -So?

How will my family approve of it?

So she'll convert to Islam.

-What? -Yes...

That will solve all your problems!

After the wedding, this child be your legitimate child.

Then is there any problem?

My family has no problems if I marry a Muslim girl...

But Shalini will have to convert to Islam.

To get married, there has to be a conversion?

That doesn't make any sense.

What is she saying? I'm saying that I'm pregnant!

I was ready to wear the hijab, but

-suddenly converting to a Muslim, how… -Why?

Why? You can't do this for me?

For us, for our child, for our marriage, can't you do this?

No, I can do it…

See, Gitu, Asifa.

This is the limit of our love. Huh?

-Don't be silly! -No, I'm not saying that!

Please understand what she's going through.

She just needs some time to think, okay?

She will only do what is right for you, the child, and herself.

Yes.

She just needs some time to think. Right?

Rameez.

If we get married, then

everything will be okay.

Shalini...

Please have faith in me.

I accept you.

Hmm?

Okay. I accept. I accept.

Okay, then

I'll talk to the seniors about your wedding.

But before that, I'll have to talk about the conversion, so...

Umm, you're sure, right?

You accept, right?

You accept, right?

Who poured poison into the virgin minds...

Which destroyed the very soul.

Showing the wrong image of the religion...

The hooligans changed the existence of humans.

Smack in the middle of the desert in Syria,

flows a beautiful river.

Which is flanked on both sides by gardens, with flowers of all colours.

Behind that, lies a house.

On the rooftop, you and I

will gaze at the thousands of stars all night,

and when we find the star we want,

dear Allah will give it to us.

And then that very star,

will be our paradise.

Our own paradise.

The tender heart is getting pushed to hell...

She was so happy in her village of heaven

As she opened her eyes she could see all

Now, the little bird is gone to obscurity.

Peace be unto you.

We suffered heavy losses during the US drone strike last night.

I regret to tell you that,

Ishak was martyred.

May his soul rest in peace. Amen!

Come in.

Shazia. Ishak is dead.

What?

Coming here was a huge mistake.

These people will not let me live alone.

And now how will I take care of the baby? I can't even get out of the house--

Fatima, calm down.

I don't even have my passport. They took my passport also

and now how will I go back to India?

Let me do something.

But look,

don’t try to run away again.

If you try to run,

I will not be able to help you.

Okay?

Is your father okay?

He suffered a cardiac arrest.

Mother called.

Trying to lure me by saying,

"he's left some Jewellery for you, come and take it."

So go and meet them?

My parents make no difference to me.

They don't believe in Allah.

Whoever doesn't believe in Allah is an infidel.

I won't go.

May Allah reward you for your good deed.

Look. Sit with me. Sit.

Look. You're absolutely in the right, Anisha.

But till you don't deal with your past life,

how will you erase the memories of your past?

And even after becoming Anisha,

you will not be able to forget Geetanjali.

Look...

Your father is an infidel.

And infidels aren't forgiven till

you spit on them or throw stones at them.

And the wealth they're giving you, it's rightfully yours.

Wealth taken from infidels is never haram.

She did not get the ground nor the sky

The blind bird is on its way

The journey which has no destination

Is enough to lead her astray.

The moment he came to know,

that you converted to Islam...

He could not bear the shock.

This heart attack is Allah's wrath.

It's a lesson.

…for any person who doesn't believe in Him.

If you care for your well-being,

and if you do not want to go to hell after your death,

then convert to Islam.

She did not get the ground nor the sky

Rameez has completed his job.

How much time will you take, Mr. Abdul?

Give me a couple of days, sir. It will be done.

We're counting on young men like you.

ISIS has given us the opportunity to finish what Alamgir Aurangzeb

couldn't accomplish in India.

This is not to be forgotten.

Do you really love me?

Of course, I do, Abdul.

Do you really need to ask?

Then you're coming to Syria with me, that's it.

Why are you going on and on about Syria?

I told you, I'm not going to leave India.

There is nothing bigger than serving God.

And you don't want

us to go to the Khalifa and help hoist the flag of Islam around the world?

We can help hoist the flag by staying here too.

Like Asifa does.

That's what she does. isn't it?

We don't need to go to Syria. No, can't do.

Are you going to marry me or not?

If you force me to,

I won't.

I didn't listen to my parents,

why would I listen to you?

Look.

Don't make me angry.

I will destroy you.

And there we have it.

When all these things were happening with Shalini,

I should've understood that we had fallen into a trap.

First, you preached good things about Islam.

Then you pretended to fall in love with us.

So that you could have sex with us.

You wanted to get me pregnant, right?

Thank god that you turned out to be impotent,

And I would have been in the same situation as Shalini

and I would have been the mother of your child.

You dared to question my manhood, you mother...

You're full of yourself, bloody girl…

Huh? Think you're too smart?

You called me impotent.

Check this.

This...

When...

When did you take this picture?

This is just one of them. I have a whole album in my digital library.

You only sent these nudes to me while drunk.

What were you saying?

Impotent?

Now you listen.

You will marry me and come to Syria.

And if you say no,

I will make your video go viral on social media.

And you will understand what impotency means.

A terrible fate has befallen you, my child.

Rameez will not come back now.

He has gone to the Maldives with his mother.

To sort out some issues regarding his father.

I did not know that

he would turn out to be such a selfish coward.

He's an infidel.

He will burn in hell.

But, now what will happen to me?

And what about this child? I'm pregnant now...

Have faith in Allah, child.

He will make everything all right.

If a kind man blessed by Allah

is willing to marry you,

and is willing to give his name to this child,

you couldn't ask for a better solution than that.

But Rameez is the love of my life.

I love Rameez... How can I marry someone else?

It cannot happen...

Try to understand your situation, child.

Some decisions must be taken by the brain, not by heart.

You cannot go back to your home.

They wouldn't even accept you.

And...

You can't get rid of this baby either.

You don't have a job.

and you still haven’t finished your Nursing degree.

If there is no other way, then

what point is there in living? Why should I live?

I'd rather die than marrying someone else.

I'd rather die by killing myself.

You're actually thinking of suicide after converting to Islam?

Do you want to burn in hell?

How many crimes will you commit?

Your first crime:

Having pre-marital relations.

Second crime:

Having a child out of wedlock.

Third crime:

Taking intoxicants.

Your parents are infidels.

How many crimes will Allah punish you for?

So would marrying someone else mean my sins are forgiven?

Not by continuing living in this country.

But yes,

if you get married

and answer to the call of God,

taking up the task of spreading eternal dominion,

and offer yourself in service to the Khalifa,

by going to Syria with your husband,

then Allah would forgive not one,

but a thousand sins.

The doors of paradise will open for you.

His name is Ishak.

He is a very kind man.

He used to be a Christian.

He has recently converted to Islam.

Sorry, Dad.

I’m a bad girl.

You had a heart attack because of me.

You had to go to the hospital.

I made a huge mistake.

But it isn't my fault alone.

It's yours too!

You keep teaching me foreign ideology, like communism, but

…you never told me about our religion… our traditions.

I won't go back, Dad. I won't.

I won't go back.

Dad, these people are so dangerous.

If this isn't terrorism, then what is it?

This is the gratitude I gave you for your trust and emotions.

You were right.

So were Mother and Nimah.

Big mistake.

Big mistake.

Do you accept Ishak as your legal husband in exchange

of Rs. 5000 immediate legal tender in current currency and current time?

Do you accept?

I do.

Fast, please fast.

Do you accept Fatima as your legal wife in exchange of Rs. 5000

immediate legal tender in current currency and current time?

Do you accept?

I accept.

-Congratulations! -Congratulations!

Who do you want to meet?

-My daughter is inside! -You can't go in!

-Get aside. -You can't go in.

Shalini!

Shalini, daughter! My child!

Shalini!

-Madam, you can't go inside. -Shal...

What is this, my child?

Mr. Maulvi,

I'm very happy, that my daughter has married someone she likes, of her own will.

I will accept my son-in-law too.

And...

I'm also ready to convert to Islam.

But...

I just want to take my daughter and my son-in-law back home with me.

I will do anything for my only daughter.

Aunty...

-You… -She doesn't have a father...

Please don't let anything bad happen to her.

I just want to take them both home.

I'm begging you to let me.

-Mr. Maulvi... -Fatima.

-Just listen-- -Shalini!

-Daughter! -Aunty, listen...

-Daughter! -Aunty, listen to me... Aunty...

-Daughter! -Let her go, Aunty.

-Daughter! Shalini! -Aunty, let it go.

-Listen to me. -Shalini, don't go!

Look, Aunty, what you're proposing isn't possible.

Listen to me.

What you're asking for is impossible.

She's my daughter!

I want to stay with my daughter!

That's not possible. How will you live with her?

When she came home wearing the hijab, didn't that hurt you?

You're not getting it, child.

You're the one who isn't getting it, Aunty.

We're here with her. You can leave.

Please leave, Aunty.

Hello...

Child...

They didn't let Shalini come with me.

And Shalini didn't insist on coming either.

Why?

Why doesn't she want to come home?

Aunty, because...

Shalini is pregnant.

A shocking incident has shaken Kerala to its core.

Someone has uploaded several nude images and videos of a girl

on social media websites and government portals,

and even on official Twitter handle.

It has been uploaded on various platforms in over a hundred groups, causing a stir.

This person has tagged her on government websites and even her Twitter handle,

uploading these photos and videos.

According to sources, these were uploaded from Pakistan, Afghanistan, and Malaysia.

The girl is allegedly a student in a Nursing college, from northern Kerala.

These girls are subjected to such terrible fates.

Whoever refuses to go to Syria.

Ishak and I were willing, so we were given special classes.

There were three-four other couples as well.

But the plans for each one were different.

Did you ever receive training in the making,

handling and the use of arms

and other ammunition?

And who used to train you?

I wasn't taught anything like that.

Through brainwashing, indoctrination, and inducing hallucinations,

they wanted us to leave India anyhow. That's it.

Then I happily started preparing to go to Syria.

You don't know how dangerous that medicine is.

You've seen those videos right?

Where they easily slit the throats of infidels?

Sir, these medicines make any person

ready to take up dangerous tasks.

Without any fear.

So...

Becoming a killing machine

is not such a big deal.

Some people helped us with our passports, visa...

They got all the paperwork and documents ready.

It was all done easily.

Because Salafi Centre, the travel agencies and the embassy were all colluding.

Salafi Centre gave us a lot of money.

And Asifa took me for some lavish shopping.

At that time, I did not know that Ishak was accused

in several cases of sedition and national security.

Interpol had issued a red-cornered notice against him.

We were given a lot of documents.

And we were told to memorize everything by heart.

Even maps.

Like, toposheets, solar compass and different survival apparatus...

So that, from the immigration officer right to the border,

no one would suspect us in the least.

Before we left for Colombo,

I was allowed to meet my Amma.

-My child! -But my mother was only told that

we were going to Colombo for our honeymoon.

This meeting was also the idea of the folks at Salafi Centre.

They knew my mother would go to the police and file a complaint.

-Are you fine, daughter? -I'm fine, Amma.

After I come back from Colombo, I'll come home.

Yes... Take care of yourself, okay?

Don't stress.

Keep it.

Call me, child.

Hurry up.

-I'll come at night. -Okay.

Hello?

Nimah? Hello...

Shalini, where have you disappeared? Where are you?

You're the one who disappeared.

We thought you didn't like us, so you drifted away.

Where are you right now?

I'm in Colombo for our honeymoon.

Nimah, I can't tell you how happy I am today after such a long time.

Did you marry Rameez?

Not Rameez... I married Ishak.

Nimah, I'm pregnant.

And... Actually, it is a very long story.

Rameez deceived me and left.

He left India.

Asifa is behind all this.

Asifa, Rameez, Abdul, Mujeeb... They're all hand in glove.

Rameez hasn't gone anywhere. He's right here with new girls.

He is running his racket!

You told me to meet Mujeeb, right?

I went to see him.

But I made it clear that I would not convert.

So he...

He spiked my drink with drugs!

He would rape me while I was unconscious.

Everyday...

18 to 20 people would come.

And then I used to lose count.

Everything would turn blurry.

They violated me.

I somehow managed to escape.

I couldn’t even file an FIR.

You don't know...

Geetanjali committed suicide...

What? Gitu?

When? Why you didn't call me?

Abdul ruined Geetanjali and her family.

Shalini, fuck the honeymoon

Just come back, you're not safe Shalini. Please come back.

okay, I...

I'll talk to you... I'll call you... I'll call you in some time...

I'll talk to you later. I'll call you back.

My friend Nimah called.

Nimah was raped.

And Geetanjali committed suicide.

Nimah refused to accept Allah.

And Geetanjali left Islam to become a Hindu again.

Maybe they both paid for their sins.

When we were leaving Colombo,

it did occur to me once,

that something wasn't right.

Why would Allah be so cruel?

Geetanjali and Nimah were believers.

Then why would such bad things happen to them?

But the fear of Allah's wrath was ingrained so deeply into my mind,

that I bought it.

That they were just being punished for their sins.

Sir, this isn't just about conversion!

Sir, it is a threat to our national security, sir.

Sir, this is a global agenda.

Sir, these machineries are isolated in Europe and America.

But it's our bad luck that the political silence is too big here.

Our ex-Chief Minister has said

that in the next twenty years Kerala will become an Islamic state.

As per the government report, placed on the floor of the assembly,

in June 2012.

On an average of 2800 to 3200 conversions

are happening.

From Hindu and Christian families to Islam every year.

More than 30,000 girls are missing, sir.

The unofficial number is 50,000.

We all believe that, sir.

How many cases have been registered?

703.

Rescues?

261, sir.

261.

You can't do this!

-Move! -Listen to me!

-Hey! -Move!

-Sazia! Listen to me! -Hey!

Sazia! Help me!

Fatima! She has a baby!

-Wait! -Let go of me!

Where are you going? Come on.

It's a big nexus between a local organisation of Kerala and ISIS.

They're raising a ruthless, ruthless army of suicide bombers.

By an apparent, harmless conversion, sir?

Is this harmless?

I can understand your emotions.

I respect them too.

We will start investigating your complaint from today itself.

But for everything you are telling me,

your documents are not sufficient.

This is a legal system, madam.

And the law works basis evidence, not emotions.

You're giving us news and numbers.

Not evidence. The credible evidence.

Now you all tell me.

How can we interfere with the life decisions of two adults?

Come on.

Give this baby to me.

She is too young!

Wait!

Wait, she's too young, she won't survive, please!

Please tell him, my baby, please!

Please don't take my baby away!

Ishak!

Just to take my FIR down,

it took this long.

How long will justice take?

When?

When more Shalinis will go to Syria or Yemen?

Will you ask for evidence then too?

You know about Attikad in Kasargod, right?

Some villages there follow Sharia law, like in Syria and Yemen.

You still want evidence?

Sri Lanka, Singapore, Afghanistan...

You'll find boys from Kerala involved in blasts in these places.

And you still want evidence?

Okay fine, sir.

Okay, fine.

You wait, sir. I will get it.

I will get every single one. I will not stop till I do.

What did those people do to you?

Came here for love.

Turned me into a slave.

Sex slave.

You're new here.

Slowly you'll understand.

These people don't kill us.

But they kill our souls every day.

We're their slaves,

so they abuse us for free.

Here, if husbands die in battle,

their wives either have to become full-time sex slaves,

or tape on bombs and jump on infidels,

yelling "God is Great!"

Other than that, a woman here has no third choice.

Bhagyalakshmi?

I'm Shalini.

Hey, come on, move.

What... One minute...

Hey, come on.

No, I don't want to go!

I...

[unintelligible]

Please, God!

[unintelligible]

From what I had studied of the maps,

it seemed to me that we were crossing the Iranian desert

and going towards Irbil.

Which is close to the Syria-Turkey border.

And I knew that the Syria, Iran and Turkey border

was under the control of the US and UN Peacekeeping Force.

So I knew

that this was my last chance to escape from there.

Delta to Base.

On journey right now and

we seem to have located the target.

Going in for a quick look.

Romeo, it seems that this is a person we're looking at.

It seems to be a female.

I'm quickly sharing the Lat-Long. It's 29.1975°N and

and 59.2711°S. Over and out.

Sir,

I have told you the truth, all of it. I've told you everything.

If you take me to India, I will expose everybody.

Everyone here is involved in terrorism. Everyone.

Shalini...

We have all the evidence which proves you're a terrorist.

But we have nothing that proves you not guilty.

You came here with proper training.

You crossed three countries with a fake passport.

We hardly can help you.

When you left India, all your efforts were for going to Syria.

And after coming here you lived with a militant in his hideout.

How could anyone prove you innocent?

The Indian government has zero tolerance for any terror link.

You've co-operated with us so far in this investigation.

And you also guided us graphically about the terror network in India.

And for this confession, you've helped us in many ways.

We'll make sure that we'll provide you a safe place at this facility

and you’ll get access to the best of our legal team.

And we will try to find your daughter.

You please feel comfortable in my facility.

Can I talk to my mother in Kerala over the phone?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes, my child?

My child, Shalini?

You're fine, right? Huh?

Child, you don't know how hard I tried to look for you.

Child...

Child...

You became a mother, right?

How did you like being a mother?

Now you know what it is to be a mother? How does it feel?

Just come home.

This year we'll celebrate Onam together, daughter.

I'm fine, Mom.

I just called to say that I'm fine.

Don't stress.

I'm trying to come back home.

I'll call you again.

I'm sorry...

I'm really, really sorry.

I know you suffered a lot because of me.

Now don't worry, everything will be okay.

Everything will be fine.

I will make everything all right.

I promise.

Shaalu?

Shaalu, my child?

Shaalu?

What's your name?

Shalini Unnikrishnan, a Hindu from Kerala.

Blood flows and forms a puddle.

The battle continues day & night.

Long live our war.

We shall make the war fun.

Long live our war...

It is the time for our victory.

Long live our war.

Now we all have come together.