The trailer of Deepika Padukone’s Chhapaak has been released, which shows the incredible journey of acid attack survivor Malti, and how she battles the odds to emerge from the tragedy.
Deepika posted the video on Instagram, with a caption reading: “Rarely do you come across a story where you do not need an entire narration to decide if you want to be a part of a film or not.What is even more rare is to not be able to articulate and put into words what you feel for the film and it’s journey… Chhapaak is all of that and more for me…”
The actor was in tears at the trailer launch of the film, that was held in Mumbai. Chhapaak also stars Vikrant Massey, and is directed by Meghna Gulzar.
The trailer shows Malti being subjected to an acid attack, and then recovering from the incident to fight the case and become an inspiration for young women across the country.
The makers of the film posted along with the trailer release: “Malti was attacked with acid on a street in New Delhi, in 2005. Through her story, the film makes an attempt to understand the on-ground consequences of surviving an acid attack in India, the medico-legal-social state of affairs that transpires after the acid has been hurled.”
While Deepika’s character is called Malti, she is based on the real life survivor Laxmi Agarwal – whose harrowing story is sure to provide an inspiring script. Laxmi was just 15 when her life changed forever, when a stalker whose advances she had rejected on numerous occasions attacked her. Laxmi is a vocal campaigner for a ban on the sale of acid In 2005,
The teenager was on her way to her job in a bookshop near Khan Market, New Dehli, when 32-year-old Naeem Khan, or Guddu, and an accomplice accosted her and threw a beer bottle of acid over her face, chest and hands. Laxmi stayed in hospital for three months and underwent numerous surgeries, and did not see the damage that had been done for weeks after the attack. She told the ‘
After the attack, I was admitted to the Ram Manohar Lohia Hospital and stayed there for nearly three months. There were no mirrors in the ward I was in. Every morning, the nurse would bring me a bowl of water to help me freshen up, and I would try to catch my reflection in that water. I would only see glimpses of a bandaged face. ‘I used to have a scar on my nose before the attack; I would tell the doctor to remove that during the operation. When I first saw my face afterwards, I was devastated. I had no face to speak of. My eyes were misshapen.’