Here are extracts from the verbatim transcript, translated by me from the Hindi original, of the VCD titled ‘Bharat ki Pukar’ released in early April 2007 by the Bharatiya Janata Party as part of its campaign material for the Uttar Pradesh elections. It is on the basis of the contents of this VCD -- which the BJP has now withdrawn -- that the Election Commission has filed an FIR against the party’s president, Rajnath Singh
I have seen the 52 minute CD in its entirety and it is pretty ‘sick-making’.
The VCD consists of a series of fictionalised scenes revolving around several dramatis personae including Masterji, a BJP campaigner, and an unnamed social worker. Apart from a few news clips, songs and extracts from real speeches by senior BJP leaders like L.K. Advani and Atal Bihari Vajpayee, the VCD is essentially a multi-scene, viciously communal soap with a simple plot line: Muslims are out to break-up India, turn it into a Pakistan and drive the Hindus out. The message to Hindus, explicitly stated by the principal protagonist, the BJP campaigner ‘Masterji’, is for Hindus to vote in the party and or end up wearing burqas and sporting beards.
Among the more vicious statements:
“Hindus will produce two children and Muslims will marry five times and produce 35 dogs each and make this country into an Islamic state”
“If you don’t vote BJP, you will regret it. This country will be enslaved. First it was enslaved by the British, now it will be enslaved by the Muslims. Even earlier it was enslaved by the Muslims. That Aurangzeb earlier cut your choti (tuft of hair) and took off your sacred thread. And now these tikas on your forehead will have to go and in their place you will have to grow beards.”
“Ha ha ha! When Hindu girls get ensnared by us, they scream and shout but sadly there is no one to listen to them and we have great fun. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“That day is not far away when we will be afraid to even call ourselves Hindu, and you will never be able to find a Sohanlal, Mohanlal, Atmaram or Radhekrishan anywhere. Wherever we look, we will only see Abbas, Naqvi, Rizvi, and Maulvi”.
Lest there be any doubt about authorship, the top fifth of the screen is taken over by a panel with the BJP’s colours and its ‘Lotus’ election symbol. What is interesting to note is that although there is no shortage of issues on which the BJP could choose to campaign against the ruling Samajwadi Party in U.P., the party's main plank is communal polarisation on the basis of scaring Hindus about Muslims.
Opening credits: BJP Uttar Pradesh presents ‘Bharat ki Pukar’ (‘The Call of India’)
Voiceover: Today Mother India is screaming aloud, ‘Oh my sons, save me from being broken into pieces again. I no longer have the strength to be enslaved another time. By using through terrorists, spreading fear and dividing us, Pakistan wants to break India into pieces. Hyenas hungry for political power are egging them on. They have forgotten what the consequences of this will be. Now, ordinary people of India have to think, do they want slavery again or Ram Rajya in their independent India. (Cut to image of Ram)
[Song - Ai Bharat ma tere charano mein…][Flag of BJP, clips of BJP leaders]
Section title: A contemporary picture of India and Uttar Pradesh
The scene opens with a newspaper delivery boy cycling past shouting headlines about terrorist attacks.
Masterji goes around telling people to come to a January 26 Republic Day flag hoisting meeting. At the meeting, only 4-5 people come. Masterji laments the poor showing but gives a stirring speech and shouts ‘Vande Mataram’. The camera immediately cuts to the image of a Muslim man (identified by cap on head) planting a bomb under a white ambassador.
Scene 1: In which two Muslim butchers pretend to be Hindus, buy a cow and slaughter it
[Cut to scene in idyllic village home with soothing music. Two men rest in courtyard next to tethered cow. Cut to two young men walking outside, carrying long lathis.]
Salim: Bhai Javed, the Hindu village has come.
Javed: Salim, you are right. Hurry up and take out the stuff, the tika and red thread (kalava).
[Javed opens bag and puts tika on Salim’s forehead]
Salim: Bhai, put it properly.
[They then tie the kalava on each other’s wrists while Javed looks around furtively]
Javed: Now no one will recognise us. [laughs]
[The two walk into the courtyard of the home with the cow]
Javed: Uncle, Ram Ram!
Uncle: What’s up? Where have you come from?
Javed: We want a cow. The doctor has said we should give milk to our child.
So seeing your cow, we have come. Will you sell me your cow?
Uncle: We have cow’s milk. And we can sell it too.
Javed: What you say is true. But sell us this cow. Our child can drink milk and we will look after the cow.
Uncle: The sons of butchers have come around many times
[Cut to look of panic on Javed’s face, cut to kalava on wrist]
and even offered me 3,500 rupees. I told them I wouldn’t sell it for even a lakh. But if you keep it at home and look after it, you can have it.
Javed: But uncle, 3500 is too much.
Uncle: Brother, give me what you want. You are one of us.
Javed: Uncle, I can only give 3000. I’m a poor man.
Uncle: Take it, but on one condition. Don’t sell it to the butchers.
Javed: Uncle, we are not Muslims.
[He pays the money and takes the cow]
[Cut to scene of Uncle sleeping. His nephew comes in]
Nephew: Uncle, you’ve sold the cow to butchers and now you are enjoying your sleep!
Uncle: No, they were the Hindu boys. They had a tika on their forehead and kalava on their wrists. I saw it with my own eyes. It’s only after seeing that that I sold it.
Nephew: I saw the butcher’s sons on my way here. Neither did they have a tilak nor kalava. Aren’t you ashamed? You sold your cow to the butchers.
Uncle: Are you telling me the truth?
Nephew: I know those boys. They are sons of butchers.
Uncle: Oh, no this is a terrible thing that has happened. [Starts calling out for help, if anyone can find them]… We’ll find them and beat them up and bring my cow back.
Nephew: Ha! You are not going to find your cow. They’ve probably already killed her.
[Cut to 50 second long graphic footage of a buffalo being slaughtered, including of the blood pouring out from its throat].
Text on screen: The present government is giving full support to butchers. Cruel atrocities are being committed on Gaumata.
Uncle [head in hands]: This is a terrible crime, what am I going to do?
Nephew: You can cry about this your whole life. You’ve committed a big sin by selling your cow to the butchers.
Scene 2: In which we are told it is the duty of Muslim women to increase the country’s population
Masterji stops a woman on the road.
Masterji: My child.
Masterji: Elections are coming. Think carefully before you vote. And put your stamp only on the lotus symbol [of the BJP]. Because if peace can come to this country, then it can come only under the BJP’s rule. Congress and Samajwadi are the government of mullahs and maulvis.
Woman: Forgive me for saying so, for I am also a Muslim and I know Mulahs and Maulvis consider women their personal property.
[Cut to group women in black chador]
Muslim Woman 1: The duty of a woman is to produce children and increase the population.
Muslim Woman 2: What this sister says is right. Our leaders have issued an order. That those who produce more than 10 children will get economic assistance.
[Cut back to woman and masterji]
Woman: This religion considers us as objects to be used.
Masterji: Well said my child. If all the women become educated and wise like you, then this country’s fate will improve.
[Cut to real news clip of speech by saffron-clad woman: “Hindus will produce two children and Muslims will marry five times and produce 35 dogs each and make this country into an Islamic state”]
Scene 3: In which Hindu men are told they will all have to grow beards
Masterji [to group of shopkeepers]: Don’t let this opportunity pass by. This time if you don’t vote for BJP, disaster will strike this country. The country will be destroyed. The BJP is a party which thinks about the country. It thinks about the Hindu religion. There is no other party like it. The other parties, they are all agents of the Muslims. What else have they done other than this? Prices have gone up. I tell you, we must vote only for BJP.
Shopkeeper: Masterji, its time for me to run my shop. Here Hindus and Muslims both come. What is it to me whose government is formed? You have unfurled BJP’s flag first thing in the morning. If you’d like a cup of tea, you are welcome. Otherwise, please excuse me.
Masterji: Tea? You think I am desperate for your tea? Its because I’m concerned about this country and our religion that I’m asking you to vote for BJP. If you don’t vote BJP, you will regret it. This country will be enslaved. First it was enslaved by the British, now it will be enslaved by the Muslims. Even earlier it was enslaved by the Muslims. That Aurangzeb earlier cut your choti (tuft of hair) and took off your sacred thread. And now these tikas on your forehead will have to go and in their place you will have to grow beards. That day you will repent, Panditji. And you will be destroyed and so will this country.
Shopkeeper: He is really irritating!
Friend: Panditji, you are calling the Masterji mad but everything he said is correct. If today we don’t take care, these tilaks will go and we will all be sporting beards and caps.
Scene 4: In which Hindu women are told they will all end up wearing burqas
Masterji [to group of women complaining about price rise]: Listen, elections are coming and only by your votes can this country and the Hindu religion be saved. Otherwise we are standing at the jaws of slavery again. This time we have to make BJP victorious and vote on the Lotus symbol.
Woman 1: Well you men know best, we will vote where you say.
Woman 2: People keep coming to ask for our votes.
Woman 3: No one is bothered about prices.
Masterji: That is why I am saying, if BJP is in power, everything will be all right.
Woman 4: Masterji, why are you chewing your brains? People will vote for whoever they want.
Masterji: It is your brain that has been ruined! You will end up covered in burqas and eating paan!
Scene 5: In which a Muslim boy abducts a Hindu girl
[A social worker comes to a village looking for Aunty Chameli. Aunty is lying huddled in bed]
Social worker: Aunty, what happened?…
Chameli: A Muslim boy pretended to be Hindu and lured my young daughter away. Fearing loss of face, my husband committed suicide. If I say I am going to the police, then those people threaten me
[Cut to visual of a Muslim man wearing a turban and looking threateningly]
that if you report us, we will kill your child. Now you tell me what should I do?
Social Worker: Don’t worry, now that I am here, we will take care of you, we will solve everything.
Chameli: Please bring my daughter back. Who knows what kind of terrible things are happening to her.
[Cut to scene of Chameli’s daughter praying in front of portrait of Krishna]
Daughter (Gita): Om Jai Jagadish Hare!…
[Man walks up and throws Krishna portrait on the floor]
Muslim man: If you perform puja in this house again, I will really fix you. Remember that.
Geeta: What is this you have done, Ram? You have thrown Bhagwanji’s picture! What is this you have done, Ram?
Muslim man: Ram? Ha ha ha! My name is not Ram, it is Shehzad Ali. And I am not a Hindu but a true Muslim! Ha Ha ha ha!
Geeta: What is this you are saying? You are lying.
Muslim man: Listen carefully to what I say because from today, I am no longer Ram and you are no longer Geeta. From today, your name is Fatima Begum. And tomorrow, you will be married to this boy, Yaamin, according to our rituals. [Cut to picture of older man laughing in evil manner]. And then you will have to live with him.
Geeta: (Crying) You are lying. This can’t be.
Muslim man (slaps Geeta): And don’t ever utter a name which is against our Islam. What is there in these pictures? (Camera pans to portrait of Krishna on floor). Where is God? This is all lies. If you want to pray, pray to that Khuda who has made the whole universe.
Geeta: (Breaks down, falls at his feet, and says with folded hands) Let me go back to my home.
Muslim man: Home? Ha ha ha! Which home? This is your home and you will have to live here. And stop this puja-wuja and start namaz. Because by tomorrow, you will have become a true Muslim. Yaamin! Come here. Take this girl away. Tomorrow you will be married to her.
Yaamin: (Grabs girl’s hand) Come on begum. I will really make you happy.
[Yaamin drags girl away, leaving her dupatta behind]
Muslim man: Ha ha ha! When Hindu girls get ensnared by us, they scream and shout but sadly there is no one to listen to them and we have great fun. Ha ha ha ha ha!
Text on screen: Love in Jihad [sic], injury to Hindu religion, and forced conversion. This is the protection provide by the SP government.
[The next 15 minutes of the VCD are taken up with the social worker on a mission to meet the U.P.Chief Minister, Mulayam Singh Yadav, in Lucknow, and Prime Minister Manmohan Singh in Delhi. She cannot meet them but hears a candid confession from their ‘political secretary’ that the SP and Congress are in politics only for power. She is then given a BJP CD by the chief of Aunty Chameli’s village and decides that the BJP is the only party worth supporting]
Scene 6: In which we are told how India will soon have no Sohanlals, only Naqvis
[Newspaper man brings headlines of terrorist attacks. Masterji shouts that this is what he has been warning about for years but people thought he was mad. In anger, he pushes the newspaper man’s bicycle, but then has a heart attack and dies.]
[Cut to funeral scene: Social worker, shopkeepers and all the dramatis personae we have met so far congregate around Masterji’s body]
Shopkeeper 1: He was a great man, always worried about the country and our religion. One day he came to my shop and said Ramlalji, the country will be partitioned once again because Hindus are forgetting their culture and the government is taking the side of the Muslims.…
Shopkeeper 2 : Yes, he was a true patriot. He used to consider the Samajwadi government as pro-Muslim and that is what is happening in reality.
Mourner: Do you know the Mulayam government has hired 13,000 Urdu teachers? So are ulema going to teach us from now? And they have removed all laudatory references to the Hindus from the curriculum. What will happen to Hindu culture?
Social Worker: Who knows how many more masters will be martyred because of their concern for this country! But your eyes will still not open. And now, that day is not far away when we will be afraid to even call ourselves Hindu, and you will never be able to find a Sohanlal, Mohanlal, Atmaram or Radhekrishan anywhere. Wherever we look, we will only see Abbas, Naqvi, Rizvi, and Maulvi. All schools and colleges will be shut down. What will open are madrasas from where fatwas will be issued to drive Hindus out from this country, enslave them, because we want to rule over here, we want to make India into Pakistan. Then it will be difficult for Hindu girls to ever venture outside their houses. Muslims will seize their homes. Then who will protect their honour?
Old man: No. We will never allow this to happen. In order to realise Masterji’s dreams and prevent India from becoming Pakistan, we must live and die for the nation.
Social worker: Come let us take a vow.
[All join hands over Masterji’s body and shout ‘Vande Mataram! Jai Sri Ram! Vande Mataram! Jai Sri Ram!]
Social worker: Just as the slogan of Vande Mataram inspired us to throw out the British, today we have to take an oath to drive out those traitors from the country
[Cut to visual of BJP flag]
Social worker: Let us move ahead waving the flag of the BJP and saffron flag. Jai Sri Ram!
[The CD concludes with songs, visual montages of BJP leaders giving speeches, clips of the Babri masjid being demolished, etc]
Update: I've managed to post some still images here.