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Divya Bharati

The answer lay with her husband Sajid Nadiadwala, a notorious Muslim associate of the Islamic Mafia. He was a well known film producer who had been married several times before and was known for his penchant for pretty new faces. He had married Divya Bharati in May 1992 but the marriage was kept a complete secret. Why? That was the ultimate question. The answer was startling but not entirely unexpected. Divya Bharati had been threatened and "cajoled" into marriage with Nadiadwalla. She was a tempestuous young girl who had captured the audience's attention. And it was in her that Nadiadwalla saw his golden goose. He had her signing films left, right and center, while he pocketed the cash. When the erratic young actress complained about the secrecy of the marriage and wanted to announce it to the world, Nadiadwalla threatened her with dire action. He simply couldn't afford to have a Divya Bharati who wasn't attractive to the audience anymore because of her married status. He wanted her to reveal as much of her assets as she possibly could so that the money would keep pouring in. When a sulky Divya started complaining, Nadiadwalla physically abused her thoroughly. Battered and bruised the young girl resigned herself to her inescapable destiny and started drinking heavily, as well as relying on drugs to sustain her through the bouts of manic depression. Nadiadwalla was only too happy to supply the drugs which would keep her going.

But on that particular night of April 5, 1993, Divya Bharati had had too much to drink. She couldn't control her anger and desperation at being manipulated by the cold calculating mobster who ill treated her every day. Even as her rage surged, Nadiadwalla coldly told her that she would be sleeping with his clients in future transactions. At that point Divya Bharati snapped. She screamed at him, hurling the choicest word of abuse and spewing epithets about pimping. Even as the neighbors cringed in their beds and pretended not to hear, there was a loud reverberating crash. And the next moment, the future superstar of Indian cinema lay dead on the ground, a compressed heap of bones and mangled flesh soaked in a pool of blood. For hours her corpse laid there, as her husband went back into the bedroom with his other girlfriend for the night...

Two days later, in an obscene mockery of fate, her corpse was bedecked in bridal finery and besieged by thousands of anguished fans in a final funeral procession. Sajid Nadiadwalla wept uncontrollably and had several fainting spells during the procession. Hundreds of members of the film fraternity of Bollywood were there for the macabre dramatization. Every one of them knew what had been the real reason for Divya Bharati's death, even as they gave interviews on TV, about the young actress's "disturbed mental balance" and "clear indications of her inebriated state which led to suicide". And through it all Divya Bharati's corpse lay there, her wish to be publicly displayed as a bride finally fulfilled, the ultimate irony of truth.