Lipstick Under My Burkha Page #2

Synopsis: Set in the crowded by-lanes of small town India, Lipstick Under My Burkha chronicles the secret lives of four women in search of a little freedom. Though stifled and trapped in their worlds, these four women claim their desires through small acts of courage and stealthy rebellion.
Genre: Drama
  8 wins & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
90%
Year:
2016
117 min
904 Views


Go on!

Shameless wretch!

Even if gifted a diamond

you'll still choose the piece of coal.

Hold this, a**hole!

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...

Auntie!

You've met my brother.

Brother, this is 'Auntie'.

Our neighbourhood 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 dancing heart

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 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.

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!

- A message for our video blog?

I'm just a freshman.

- New rule. No jeans for girls.

Any comment?

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 a whirlpool of lust.

The binoculars slipped from her hand.

In the window outside,

the new tenant was taking a shower.

Totally naked!

Auntie!

Oh my God!

Duggu! Guddu!

Guddu, look at your brother!

Somebody! Anybody!

Help him!

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.

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 fianc 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 fianc.

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!

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, f***er.

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

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Alankrita Shrivastava

Alankrita Shrivastava is an independent Indian filmmaker. After assisting Bollywood director Prakash Jha with many projects, she made her directorial debut with Turning 30!!! and recently made the critically acclaimed Lipstick Under My Burkha. more…

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