The warden has found ladies massager in the bathroom.
Make do with hands, pillow, stuffed toy and electric toothbrush for a few days.
'When we are born, we are full of potential.'
'Full of possibilities.'
'For 18 years the education system brainwashes us so badly'
'as if they are Gopi and we are her husband's laptop.'
Education. Degree. Job. Marriage. Children.
Children's education. Children's degree.
Children's job. Children's marriage. And then, die.
'All possibilities are lost.'
'Only when we go out of syllabus in life, can we know who we really are.'
'Who we really want to be.'
Get out! Get out of my room!
Wonder where this nuisance has come from.
I came here to study dental. Not gender fluidity.
Where madam?
If you want to see, you will have to pay.
-Come on. -Oh, God!
Rs. 20. Plus GHT.
-GHT? -Yes. Girl's hostel tax.
Give me.
-Extra for camera. -Get lost.
Move! Move! Move!
Move! What's happening?
Ma'am, FOMO ma'am doesn't like Vips' gender fluid.
What do you mean by gender fluid?
By gender fluid I mean sperm.
-But Vips is a girl. -No. That's the point.
Sometimes Vips is a girl and sometimes she is a boy.
What is she today?
Girl. I guess.
-Sperm... -Are you two serious?
-Didn't you lie? -No. That's not true.
But you hid the truth. That's true at least.
The rest knew.
I told them my pronouns already.
-Our pronouns are same. -No.
-She and her. -They are not.
Hold on. Hold on.
What's the use of fighting over this?
After graduation our pronouns will be the same.
Doctor.
Hey! Come on! Leave!
Hey! Vipassana and Jeenal Patel.
Look. You should resolve your fights inside the room.
Okay? Alright?
The court is dismissed. Come on. Leave.
Come on. It's done.
Hold on.
Whose spicy love is this?
Ask her. Such characterless people do these things.
Hey!
What the fuck is your problem?
Just because you lack education and empathy
it doesn't mean you will speak to Vips rudely.
Open your eyes and open your mind.
Gender is a spectrum.
Leave it. It's not worth it.
Anyway. I have to go to class. So... may I?
Okay.
But what about this?
Warden.
-Shall I find out about it? -Yes. Come.
Hold on. What about the meeting prep?
Richa!
-Who is the vice-president? -It's me.
Whose responsibility is the meeting?
It's mine.
Mili, come to my room tomorrow. Bring some snacks too.
Hello. Yes, darling.
-Today I... -Do you want to go?
Yes.
As it is, I am not in the student council.
So what will I do there?
I will go and help her.
Okay. Hold on.
Yes. Hold on. I am coming.
Who said it?
Who sticks all these things here?
-Okay... -Ramya.
Dad.
Bring green tea with honey.
Again.
Dear, has it ever happened
that you asked something from Mantri and you didn't get it?
No, dad.
Again.
You insisted that you want to be a doctor.
I bought the seat for you.
You wanted to open the tea stall.
I bought this place for you.
Despite this.
This is absolutely rubbish, dad.
You know I am an eagle.
You will be the co-chair of the show. You will improve your image.
And after graduation you will join my party's women wing.
Dad, I am not interested in the talent show.
I don't want to work with Zahira Ali.
Ramya, another mistake
and your favorite tea-stall will go.
What other things will go, it depends on Mantri's mood.
Perfect.
Fuck!
'Either you take this thing up or you keep your degree.'
'Make a choice.'
It's good.
Those who keep trying never lose.
Say that to the entire package kept in the room.
Give me.
Wow!
You seem okay.
Considering all the drama.
Like I said.
It gets better with time.
That's a terrible advice.
It's a terrible world. Thank you.
Wow!
What?
I thought I am the only realist.
You surpassed me.
It's over.
Palak.
Where is Zahira? Only she can handle Ramya.
No. No. No. No.
Hello, everyone. My name is Richa.
And welcome to the first ever meet of SVM's Got Talent.
Before we start, the dean has sent a memo.
Palak, could you?
Rules of SVM's Got Talent.
No dress code violations. No politics.
No religion. No foul language.
No representing Indian culture in a bad light.
No having fun. No doing anything that is bad.
No butterfly tattoo. No eating anything sexually on stage.
No snake and tortoise dance.
No usage of the word juicy.
And lastly, admin can conduct surprise visits
to ensure rules are being followed.
Thank you, Palak.
The agenda of today's meeting is theme.
-Any ideas? -Orgasm.
Huh?
First let's find out who all in the hostel love orgasm.
-Yes. -Yes.
Palak. Richa. Jo. Zahira Ali.
Zahira Ali's roommate.
Shakuntala M. Shakuntala T. Shakuntala Z.
-FOMO. Karanjeet. -Okay. Okay. Okay.
-I got it. -Yes.
Leave it, warden.
As it is, there are so many people.
We will never be able to figure out.
Let's stay here. Right?
Hey, Mili Patel! What did you think?
You will tell me to stop. And I will stop.
I am the warden. I don't stop for anybody.
Police. Not even for the police.
Yes. I can stop for the police.
Government authorities.
-I can stop for them too. -Dean.
-Yes. You can include her name too. -And Ramya Mantri.
Who doesn't stop for Ramya Mantri, Mili?
But besides all of them I don't stop for anybody.
Why are you here? Go.
It's pathetic snack. Get another one.
And also bring that too. Room No. 13.
-Richa. Richa. -One by one.
Hi. I am hotmesss.
Mess with a triple s.
The theme should be trending reels.
Everyone should perform for 10 seconds.
And then the stage opens up. And you fall into a pit of snakes.
What?
Bunnies. I mean, bunnies.
-Thank you. -Whoa!
Great idea, fresher.
Tell me something. Is magic also a theme option?
Then why has Zahira Ali pulled a disappearing act?
-She... -It's good she didn't come.
Otherwise, she and her friend Jo
would have made the festival way too western.
Gender fluid is only to gain attention.
It's not part of Indian tradition.
-As it is, dean has also said... -FOMO.
This is not the place.
Can you not...
I agree with...
-Jeenal. -Ms. Jeenal.
Today girl. Yesterday boy. Isn't it too weird?
Just make up your mind.
Tomorrow if I wake up and say today I identify myself as a peacock
that doesn't mean I am a peacock.
I am still a man.
Guys! Gender is mentioned in the birth certificate.
Guys, please!
You are speaking rubbish and hurting somebody's feelings.
If somebody says that she doesn't identify herself as a female
what is she doing in girls' hostel then?
They!
For f**k sake they!
Birth certificate mentions sex and not gender.
Sex is who you are here. And gender is who you are here.
It's not that I keep oscillating between male and female. Okay?
Sometimes I am both. And sometimes neither.
It's my experience.
I can't speak for other people.
Any more questions?
Google it.
Teaching you is not my job.
You don't have to get it.
You just have to respect it.
Don't worry, friends.
Unlike our student council,
I am not afraid to take tough actions.
What the fuck did you do?
Ma'am! Ma'am, you will have to hear what's going on in college.
-Stop. Stop. Stop. -Ma'am, please listen to me.
Ma'am, tomorrow if I tell you that I am not a girl but a boy,
will you permit me to stay in boy's hostel?
What all things I have to do?
Tell Sheela to send a new memo.
Henceforth in the campus...
Nobody will talk about gender identity.
This topic is banned.
Whoever is caught discussing this subject
will be suspended for a week.
Come.
Come with me.
It's time to educate those who teach us.
No.
What do you mean by no?
Are you a saint?
How can we take all the shit lying down like this?
I won't allow it.
Do you know?
I deal with so many people like the dean and FOMO.
If I give a reply to each bully, how will I become a dentist?
Tell me.
Fine. Just park your ass like that. And I will take care of everything.
Why is it bothering you so much?
We aren't even good friends.
Stop using me as distraction to avoid dealing with your own shit, Jo.
What the fuck are you talking about?
What's in the envelope, Jo?
You know.
When I was 10 years old, I used to get these nightmares.
I am in a lake.
Swimming to the other side. And I am just so peaceful.
So happy.
But then, suddenly I...
it just gets suffocating, and I feel like I am drowning.
And just then I open my eyes and I am gasping for air.
I visited many doctors, did therapy.
Medicines.
Nothing worked.
Until my 15th birthday.
That day I came out.
I explained to my parents that I am a little different from their perception.
It wasn't easy at all.
But it was good for me.
And the nightmares?
They stopped.
Yeah.
I get it.
Thank you, Vipassana.
You are welcome, Anandi.
Like this.
If this hostel ever gets to you...
I know.
I know you are there.
Whose it will be?
It can't be theirs.
Is it yours?
No. Mine is hot pink.
It has a little frill on it. I call it Chandi.
She is hot. And she makes a mess.
Just like how I do. When I use...
Yes. Done. Done. Thank you. Thank you.
Is it yours?
Female pleasure is as important as male pleasure.
-And... -Is it yours or not?
No. But that's not the point.
-Fine. Then it's okay. -Women are...
Is it yours?
No. It's not mine.
It's too small. It's not mine.
-What kind of people are they? -Weirdoes.
Is it yours?
What is her problem?
-Warden. -Yes.
We should give up now.
As it is, my mom says, you should do your deed.
And not worry about the result.
No. No. No. Never.
We should narrow down our search.
We should get hold of those
who went to toilet before me that day.
Who knows everybody's potty time table?
Sumukhi at 7:20.
Sanya at 7:30.
Palak at 7:45. But...
If she smokes at night, she feels constipated.
And then she doesn't go till 12 the next day.
Shimi at 8.
And at 8:30...
Who? Who goes at 8:30, Twitter?
At 8:30...
I go. I go.
I am sorry, warden.
That vibrating thing is mine.
-Treachery. -I am sorry.
If you want, you can suspend me. It's okay.
No, silly girl. Why will I suspend you?
I just wanted to know how to start it.
If I know how to use it, I can spice up John and my sex life.
-That's why. -I see.
I threw it without using it.
I am not brave like Vips and Jo.
It's okay. We will check on Google.
You have internet in your phone, don't you?
-Yes. -Yes.
-We will Google it. -Yes.
She was right under my nose
-and I was searching everywhere. -Yes.
-What where you trying to do? What... -No. No. No.
-What the fuck! What the fuck! -Moron! Stop!
-Tell me first. -Palak!
-Palak! Palak! -Palak! Palak!
-Stop! -Palak! Stop!
-Palak! -What are you doing, Palak?
Stop! Leave her.
Palak! What are you doing?
Psycho! She was peeping inside my stall.
If you were desperate to see, you should have told me.
I would have shown you.
But peeping without consent won't be tolerated.
I didn't want to see you.
Then why were you peeping?
I thought you are Vipassana.
I wanted to prove once and for all whether she is a girl or a boy.
-Okay? -Hey! Enough!
Stop your nonsense! That's enough.
Listen to me carefully, Chetan Bigot.
You won't stay in this hostel. Go pack your bags.
-But... -Pack your bags.
-Warden. -What is it?
If I may...
-Yes. You may. You June also. -Thank you.
The problem won't be solved by kicking her out.
In fact, I am grateful to her.
She did what we could never do.
You know the best way to get people to talk about something
is by telling them they can't do it.
But of course, only if you are comfortable with it.
The crime was committed against you.
If you can forgive her, I am still Catholic. Fine.
Yes, warden. Let her stay.
This will be the best punishment for her.
You are cancelled.
You won't be a part of the fest or attend the talent show.
Nor will you be a part of it.
Nor will you be a part of the co-team.
Get ready for real, FOMO.
-That's not fair... -Guys! Guys! Jo is leaving! Guys!
-What? -Jo is going.
Where?
I don't know where.
Zahira, what's happening?
What did I say about your face muscles relaxing
and pupils dilating while you zone out on me?
You are leaving?
Just like this.
Are you sure about this?
I need to go.
I need to breathe.
Sorry. It was a bit too tight.
I love you, Jo.
Wherever you go, always remember me.
Mili.
I will miss you guys.
-Your Zahira was always mine. -She was mine forever.
Hey, Jo!
What happened?
I'll leave.
Remember me in your prayers.
Nice t-shirt.
When did you hide it?
I hid something better.
'Hi, Jo. How are you?'
'I hope you are good.'
'I am doing PhD.'
'I will definitely be a doctor.'
'Zahira told me everything.'
'I know a thing or two about quitting dental course midway.'
'I thought I will give you an advice for free.'
'In the beginning, you will be a bit scared.'
'It's not easy to leave your comfort zone.'
'But in the end, it will all work out.'
'Don't worry.'
'So Jo, my Jo, best of luck to you.'
'Always remember one thing.'
'There are two people in the world who will always love you.'
-Three. -Four.
-Five. -Six.
-Seven. -Eight.
-Nine. -Ten.
-Eleven. -Twelve.
-Thirteen. -Fourteen.
-Fifteen. -Sixteen.
-Seventeen. -Eighteen.
-Nineteen. -Twenty.
-Twenty-one. -Twenty-two.
Twenty-five.
Bye.
'Anandi Joshi. Ex-SVM dental.'
'She gave a gift before leaving.'
Richa. Mili.
I know it's not the best time. But...
Can I please be your roommate?
Ma'am.
Mili ma'am.
'The fest theme. The freedom to be who you are.'
'The power to explore who we could be.'
'SVM's Got Talent. 2022.'
'Theme. Breathe.'
'For that and for so much more.'
'Thank you, Jo.'
'There was nobody like you. Nor will there ever be.'