Batla House

Delhi, 2008. A police raid in a cramped student neighborhood erupts into gunfire, death, and national hysteria. One officer survives the bullets only to face a second war: the court of public opinion. His own wife reads the accusations on live television. The city turns. Evidence blurs against ideology. Somewhere between the muzzle flash and the morning headlines, truth becomes the first casualty. The film stalks this man through corridors of institutional rot, personal fracture, and the slow, grinding machinery of vindication.