In a spine-tingling scene where the electricity supply of the neighborhood is cut off, the gallis are lit up by the dwindling radiance of hand-held candles. The narrow street is strewn with hints of yellow flickers that accentuate the bodies of the brothel women as objects of desire, who struggle to lure customers into their abode of closed doors. In many ways, this scene exhibits the necessities of their survival, lending it an ethereality that defines the aesthetic of Sanjay Leela Bhansali. It is here, in the shadows of the darkness, that Ganga sheds her skin and steps into herself as Gangu, a milestone on her journey to becoming Gangubai Kathiawadi: President, Kamathipura.