ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
My name is Mubeena Ali Khan.
I was working at NHM in South Block, Delhi, on contract basis.
Last month, I submitted a sexual harassment complaint against Minister J.P. Sundaram
to my supervisor.
And I was fired the very next day.
I have no idea how these UAPA charges were filed against me.
Other than organising rallies against Sundaram and his associates,
the allegation that I conspired to assassinate him
is entirely baseless.
They said I accepted money from the opposition party to file the complaint.
While gathering evidence,
the police discovered three messages in my mobile.
The first was a voice message.
In which someone from the opposition party
offered me ₹25 lakhs.
To make an allegation against JPS.
Last week, a case was registered at Vellarada police station,
where a fraudulent app scammed an expat of ₹1.5 crores.
He approached the cyber police,
but by then, the damage to his reputation was beyond repair.
When I saw that photo,
for a fraction of a second,
I went completely blank.
Normally, no one in government service would disclose something like this.
But since it's you, I'll tell you this.
Once we have a rough idea of the suspect,
we'll send a message to his phone through this Periscope software.
Doesn't matter if he clicks it or not…
In our terms, we call it a "Zero-Click."
We gain full control of the phone.
A click gives us better accuracy.
Basically, once this application is installed on the phone,
its data consumption will increase.
By then, the application would be running continuously
in the background of the consumer's phone.
The phone will start heating up unusually.
The police claim
they found a conspiracy email on my laptop.
At Brimstead Lab in London,
an investigation was conducted to uncover the truth.
That's when we realised
that both my husband's phone and mine
were infected with the Periscope spyware.
What do honest people have to hide anyway?
This so-called privacy… it's not worth more than a human life, my friend.
So many lives have been affected by Periscope.
Its misuse far outweighs its benefits.
Were you the one who initiated the purchase of this software?
I'm not asking this lightly.
I have seen documents.
No comments!
[soulful rendition of Raghupati Raghav Raja Ram]
Gyan Chand Ji...
Thank you.
Namaste, Madam.
How's your health?
I'm fine, Sundaram.
The surgery can't be avoided.
I tried your office many times.
Why didn't you respond?
Those are just allegations, Madam.
I've already proved that in court.
Please don't misunderstand me unnecessarily.
I am not here to discuss your personal stuff.
In South Block,
I too have ears, Sundaram.
Using the government defence system to ensure your safety...
I don't think that's right.
A software that was authorised during my term...
Do you think it's fair to use that in a civilian case like this?
You can always hide mentioning it as a classified document.
But for those running the government,
it is such a shame.
How long can you keep running from us, Sundaram?
A total of eleven numbers!
1.5 crore rupees for each number!
This isn't your family's money.
In the next cabinet meeting,
I want answers on this.
Otherwise,
I will not be silent as always!
What is this, Madam?
Are you threatening me now?
I've attended this function from this very spot
at least 15 times before you, right?
The time for threats is over.
Now, I need action.
Madam, please. Don't get stressed. Think about your health.
No.
I'm serious, Sundaram.
I need a response to my email,
the day I reach office after surgery!
Understood?
- Surgery date... - Third. Next month.
I will wait for that reply.
Ma'am, your bag, please.
Okay. You may go.
- Ma'am! - Yes.
Oh, good!
- Thank you, my girl. - Ma'am.
Fix me an appointment with Dr. Daniel, DRW.
Okay, Madam.
Check if he's available tomorrow.
Okay.
Oh... Yes!
Wow!
- Got you! - Good one!
- Namaste, sir. - I got that.
- Should I try again? - Yeah, sure.
Okay?
Ah!
Can you please wait in the next room for some time?
- Go on, son. - Come.
Come on.
This is too official, Danny.
Please sit!
I've turned this into my office for a few days.
How are you doing now?
I am fine. It's not that painful.
You know, I got him registered with the AIIMS list for transplant.
Your liver is non-alcoholic.
Mine's severely alcoholic.
There is a difference, Madam.
See? He always has an excuse!
Do you recognise her?
- Mrinalini Saha. - Yes, sir.
PRO at NHM.
And of course,
your most trusted insider!
You're right.
Mom...
Mom, please understand.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Danny,
I don't know what is happening with my phone.
It's new, but the battery just won't last.
It gets really hot too.
Do you have time to take a look?
It's my official phone.
Mom is using too many apps, Sir.
You should check her screen time.
You didn't call me all the way here just to fix a phone!
Enough with the suspense.
What's the matter?
It's an MOU.
An order from JPS.
To hand over control of Periscope
to his own son's IT company,
with immediate effect.
What does this mean?
I knew this was coming.
It's evident.
They are going to bring Social Score to people.
So,
how does this affect?
Just like the CIBIL score assigned by banks to each of us,
JPS and his team
will rate individuals based on their social media conduct.
To put it simply,
if a person dependent on government rations
posts a comment against JPS on social media,
his family will starve!
Hah!
This is supposed to be a military spyware.
How can they deploy this against civilians so casually?
This proves it, Madam.
At the institution where I worked, until yesterday,
this surveillance software required a three-layer security clearance.
If it goes to the private sector, who's going to give the clearance?
- Sugar? - No.
I'm going to oppose this in the next Cabinet meeting.
I'm forming a strong team against JPS
with some powerful people.
Danny, I need you to get us
the list of phone numbers
cleared by DRW for Periscope, as per JPS's instructions,
up to this date.
We both are equally responsible for this.
And in my team,
you will be my biggest confidant.
In this fight...
I don't know how far you'll succeed.
But you can count me in.
Sir, please sign here.
Thank you, sir.
What is this?
It's Daniel sir's bottle.
Why so late?
Sorry, sir. There was traffic.
You should've brought it faster.
My hands are shaking already.
Everything is encrypted.
You know the decryption pattern, right?
Take it!
This much?!
That's quite a lot, sir!
Shut the door on your way out.
I want this before your shift ends.
Sir… could you at least give your signature for clearance…
I'll leave a mark on your face!
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