Anjaam Page #9

Synopsis: Vijay Agnihotri is a wealthy, spoilt man who lives with his mother in the city of Mumbai. His mother has allowed him everything and more than that he wants. One day due to a mishap Vijay meets an air-hostess named Shivani Chopra, he immediately falls head over heels in love with her. He tells his mother about his love, and his mother agrees to get him married, on there way to Shivani's house they get a nasty shock for Shivani had get married to Ashok Chopra, an air-line pilot. Vijay is unable to accept this proposal and continues to persuade Shivani to marry him. He even destroys Shivani's family and has her sent to jail. When Shivani is released from jail she plans to take revenge from Vijay and to make him account for all his sins.
Genre: Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Rahul Rawail
  1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.0
Year:
1994
170 min
630 Views


You've lost.

You have lost, Vijay Agnihotri!

- Are you Shivani Chopra?

- Yes. But why have I been called here?

Your sister and daughter

have had an accident.

How did it happen?

How did the accident happen?

The owner of Agnihotri industries.

Mr. Vijay Agnihotri's car

crashed into them.

Vijay Agnihotri.

No, Inspector.

This can't be an accident.

He has deliberately...

This is an accident.

Because Vijay Agnihotri is badly injured.

You don't know him. I know him

very well, he is a wretch!

Inspector, I told you over and over again

that my wife was wearing a Mangalsutra.

Where's it? I'm a very bad man.

If I don't get it back,I'll complaint

against you. Will go to CBI.

Do you know how costly it was?

It was worth Rs. 15,000.

Move.

Wait! Where are you taking

this dead body?

She had earrings too.

Let's see if they're still there.

Yes, they're there.

- Where's my daughter?

- Please come with me.

Come, please recognize your daughter.

No!

She's not my daughter.

She's not my daughter.

Inspector, my daughter

is very mischievous.

She is very mischievous.

She won't just lie like this.

No, she cannot be silent like this either.

She's very mischievous.

She's someone else's child.

And you say that she's my daughter.

She's someone else's child.

I'm her mother.

Won't I recognize her?

It's a mistake.

She had promised me.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Shivani!

Let me go! Let me go!

Are you crazy?

What is left in my life?

That child was like a flower.

Come to your senses, Shivani.

What are you doing?

Come to your senses, Shivani.

Let me die, Nisha.

Let me die.

No Shivani, no.

You have to live.

If not for yourself,

then for your child.

He's the last memory of your husband.

Shivani, night doesn't exist forever.

After every night comes a morning.

You're right.

A ray of hope exists in my dark life.

My child.

The child who's listening to

every scream of his mother.

Nisha, I ask God to give me a son.

And he should burn those people alive...

...who've set his mother's life afire.

What did you say?

Champa's not in your prison?

I had met sister in this

prison three days ago.

Then you transferred

sister to the male cell.

- I've come to the women's cell once again.

- Sister!

It's good that you've come here.

I've gone crazy here.

How many times do they send me from

this prison to the other prison?

Not even an honest cop was

transferred so many times.

Now I will not forgive her.

I will make a rebellion.

I will become the leader.

I'll run for the elections,

I will make an army.

I'll go to Delhi, I'll become the leader.

Sister, have you become a leader in prison?

In prison I found out that people

on the way out become leaders.

Sister, do eunuchs become

political leaders?

There are many, but they do not tell us.

I will become the most important leader.

When I'll have the power, in the first place

I'll dismiss her from her position!

Shut up!

Constables. Hold her.

I've to leave for some important work.

Lock her up in the dungeon.

These black eyes, these rotten cheeks.

I will not forgive her!

- The jailer!

- May someone shoot her!

Has been lodged a complaint to

the Home Minister against you.

That you torture innocent women in prison.

And force them into selling their bodies.

Who has complained?

There's one snake in your prison.

I'm not proceeding against you...

..because I want you to

teach that woman a lesson..

..she'll never forget in her life.

Trap that snake.

Just tell me her name.

Shivani Chopra.

You wretched woman.

You dare to complain against me.

I will not forgive you, I will kill you!

You can't escape. I'll kill you!

Do not hit me, I'm pregnant.

- Oh yes? Are you pregnant?

- Yes.

- Whose child is it?

- My husband's.

- Your husband's or your lover's?

- Of my husband!

- Sheela.

- Yes, madam?

Hold the bastard's arms.

No!

Are you going to have a child?

Did you complain about me?

I'll kill you!

I will kill your child!

Did you complain about me, wretch?

Have all of you seen?

If anyone dares to raise their voice against me,

then this will be the consequence.

Take her away and lock her in the dungeon.

Come on.

Shivani's complaint helped me in a way.

I got a man like you.

And even I've discovered today,

why the rich and powerful like you.

Tell me something.

What did you do to Shivani?

I taught her such a lesson that

she can't complain about me...

...she isn't even able to think about me.

I left her squeezed like a lemon.

- Shivani, what happened..

- Nisha, don't cry.

Look into my eyes. Not a single tear.

Like dried blood, tears

have dried up in my eyes.

Wipe the tears, that make a woman weak.

Do you know, Nisha?

Why women are being tortured?

Because they tolerate injustice.

But the world doesn't know that..

..the tolerance limits of a woman are like earth.

It tolerates every injustice.

But when her rage erupts like a volcano..

..she destroys everyone.

The world has seen woman as,

mother, sister, and daughter.

But they've not seen her

like fierce Goddess Chandi!

The prisoners are holding a night-long

prayer meeting in prison.

How wonderful, incredible.

They commit sins first and

then look for redemption.

- Shall I stop it?

- No, I can't do that.

It's about religion.

But all of you keep an eye on them.

Nobody should escape from

there with this excuse.

And that Shivani. Send her to me.

Some of my special guests are arriving.

Say hail to the true court!

Hail!

Once again, say hail to the true court!

Hail!

Louder! Hail to the true court!

Hail!

Shivani, madam has called you to the office.

- Goddess riding a tiger.

- Hail to you!

- Goddess pure as fire.

- Hail to you!

- Goddess carrying a lotus leaf.

- Hail to you!

- Hail to the true court!

- Hail!

Once again, hail to the true court!

Hail!

- Can I come inside?

- Come, Shivani.

Do you know why I've called you here?

Yes, I know that.

Many a times, people like

you call their own death.

It seems you forgot the

lesson I taught you.

No.

I remember.

I remember that I begged.

But you killed the last

memory of my husband.

You turned my womb

into my child's grave.

I remember everything.

But I'll teach you a lesson

today that you'll never remember.

Because to remember,

a person needs to live.

And you won't live.

- Bastard, I will...!

- Don't shout!

You said that..

..nobody can breathe without

your permission in this prison?

Your breath will beg for

my permission today.

Do you sell women?

This uniform of the law doesn't suit you.

Take it off!

Take it off!

No!

When she goes to take revenge,

the flame of revenge burns.

When she goes to take revenge,

the flame of revenge burns.

She becomes Goddess Durga,

the ruler of all.

When she goes to take revenge,

the flame of revenge burns.

She becomes Goddess Durga,

the ruler of all.

When she goes to take revenge,

the flame of revenge burns.

The bell of justice starts ringing.

Theres no sign of sins anywhere.

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