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I’d seen the trailer on my phone, hunched over at 2 AM, the blue light painting the cracks in my ceiling. A woman in a crimson saree, back against a rain-lashed window, a man’s shadow growing larger on the wall. A single line of dialogue: "Kya tumhe pata hai, sapne sirf torturers ke liye sach hote hain?" (Do you know, dreams only come true for the torturers?) It lodged in my chest like a splinter.