Vikram Bhatt and his wife, Shwetambari Bhatt, were taken into custody by the Rajasthan Police in Mumbai on December 7, 2025. The couple faced imprisonment in connection with a Rs 30 crore cheating case, following which they were granted bail in February 2026. Months later, after his bail, the filmmaker has recalled his time in jail, revealing that he fell seriously ill in jail while spending three weeks at Udaipur Central Jail during the biting January cold.
Vikram Bhatt recalls falling ill in jail
Vikram Bhatt took to his Instagram handle on Tuesday, April 14, to reveal that he woke up one night in Barrack No. 10 shaking uncontrollably with fever. He says despite being under four blankets, he continued to shiver, as fellow inmates found extra blankets for him while he took a paracetamol and hoped the fever would go away, but it did not.
The Raaz Reboot director added, “The next morning, I went to the prison hospital. They had no thermometer. They checked my oxygen and said I was fine. I told them they must be joking. I suffer from axial spondyloarthritis, an autoimmune condition, and high fever can be dangerous for me. The doctor finally wrote a note allowing me to be taken to a hospital. But no one came.”
He further shared, “First, the police were busy protecting a VIP. Then they were busy managing a tribal fair. Day after day, I waited in the barracks. My days were filled with pain. My nights with fever.”
Vikram Bhatt says prayer saved him
Vikram recalled that after a point, he realised he wasn’t going anywhere. Hence, he did the only thing that was in his control, stopped consuming oil and salt and drank as much water as possible. He also added that he sat before a large painting of the Devi in the barracks to pray.
“I said, `If you exist… if my prayers to you have ever meant anything… show me a miracle. I don’t want to die here. My children need me. My wife needs me. My 90-year-old father needs me`,” Bhatt recalls.
He added that after praying every day, things slowly began to change. The fever began to reduce, the pain gradually eased, and he began to recover. He recalls one morning, he looked at the Devi and said, “Thank you for giving me my life.”
He added that fifteen days later, a few policemen finally arrived to take him to the hospital. He concluded the post, adding, “Later, I asked an officer what they would have done if it had been an emergency. He said casually, `Oh, then we would have sent you with the prison guards.` So they could have sent me all along. Maybe they chose not to. Or maybe God wanted me to learn something first. So when people say there is no God, I don’t argue. I simply smile. Because some miracles are only visible to the person who needed them.”
