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Hail Lord Shiva!

Hail Lord Shiva!

Juice, please.

Spare some change, sir.

Please have some mercy.

Sir.

I'm very hungry.

Please, sir.

- Thank you. - God bless you.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS, VARANASI

- Jai Hind. - Jai Hind.

This way, sir.

A sudden bomb blast in Benaras...

Foreign visitors and ministers will be here for Masan Holi festival.

- Secure all areas. - Okay, sir.

Sir.

A Pakistani terrorist group claimed responsibility for the blast.

Over the last few days

there has been news of terrorist attacks at the border.

And the UP Police...

Turn it off.

Sir.

- It's a tense situation, Upadhyay. - Yes, sir.

- Be alert. - Sir.

- Jai Hind. - Sir.

Jai Hind.

Tell me.

Nail polish remover, sir.

Are you serious?

Acetone peroxide?

Yes, sir.

They've crossed all limits!

Sir.

Any witness?

Yes, sir. A beggar.

That man...

...got off the car.

Went to the juice shop.

I asked him for some money.

He gave me a 200-rupee note.

- Still have the note? - Yes.

Show.

Give it to me.

Fake note, sir.

Fake?

That rascal!

Give it back.

Gave me a fake note?

Here.

This is real.

Keep it.

Rs. 50,000 was deposited in the bank.

- A local fertilizer dealer. - All fake notes.

Do something.

Contact them and get a sketch of the guy.

- Chambe. - Sir.

- Trace the source of the fake notes. - Okay, sir.

"Then Goddess Parvati asked...

'Lord Shiva...

why do humans worship you as God?'"

Greetings.

Hail Lord Shiva!

This is Swami Vikswanand.

He's from Sarnath.

I told you about him.

He'll stay here for a few days.

Right.

How did you hurt your hand?

Hurt myself while digging soil.

He's my childhood friend.

Are you a Bengali?

Yes.

But I left Bengal long back. How did you know?

Bengalis have a typical way of speaking Hindi.

That's how I figured out.

- Sambhu. - Yes, priest?

Show them the house.

I'll see you later.

- God bless. - Come with me.

Let's go.

This way.

Watch your step.

How did he know you're a Bengali?

He said how.

From my typical Hindi accent.

He never suspected me.

It's difficult to understand I'm a Bengali from my "bhokal".

You mean "vocal"?

You ran away from Kolkata to set shop here.

I know everything about you.

So keep shut.

We don't have much time.

They'll come from Lakhanpur.

During Masan Holi.

Location?

We'll get the information.

Is this place safe?

Oh, come on!

Sukhdev will never put you in danger.

The cops are on high alert.

They'll track our cellphones.

How will we get the info?

Do you know steganography?

The information will be right under the police's nose.

But they won't be able to figure out.

Will they send someone?

Don't know.

I don't know them. They don't know me.

Any clinic nearby? Have to get this treated.

There is.

Dr. Trivedi's chamber in Bhuteshwar.

- Bhuteshwar-- - The area is crawling with cops.

It's risky.

Think they can catch me?

No one in Benaras can.

Don't know about anyone else.

"Potable"!

What?

Potato served on the table.

Potato lying on the bed of biryani.

"Potable" is an adjective.

It means--

He's not interested.

Look at his face.

Feeling good?

Of course.

Been eating veg food. My life has become hell!

Why did your wife become vegetarian?

No clue.

She keeps watching these videos.

Heard some godman.

Being a vegetarian earns you good karma.

I told her a goat eats grass all its life.

Look where it ended up.

I explained that nutrition is of two types.

Animal nutrition and malnutrition.

She didn't care.

I even told her I'm falling sick.

Still no luck!

She's only been cooking okra and cabbage.

I was feeling so uneasy.

I'm serious.

I was feeling suffocated.

Thank God she's gone to her parents'.

Only mutton chops can rescue me now.

Finish yours first. There it is.

Hello, Subimal.

Hey.

You're coming, right?

Don't think I'll be able to make it.

Oh no!

My Kolkata trip got cancelled.

Hey, why don't you come here?

Benaras?

Yes.

What?

You can put up at my place.

Are we going to Benaras?

Heard there's been a bomb blast.

That was in Lohta. Quite far.

Holi is coming up.

Ever seen Holi in Benaras?

- Ask him. - Let him finish.

Never been to Benaras during Holi.

Then come over.

Okay, I'll let you know.

I'll be expecting you.

Bye.

Did he ask you to go to Benaras?

Yes, yes.

He's invited us for Holi.

Bapi sir.

What's Benaras famous for?

Kashi Vishwanath Temple.

And?

Kachori and sabzi, malaiyo

lassi and peda.

My uncle once treated me to lal peda.

Then he had an accident.

What accident?

He got married.

Why an accident?

Fell for his pedicurist.

You always talk rubbish.

Mr. Nonsense.

What does Benaras signify?

On a visit to India, Mark Twain said...

"Benaras is older than history...

older than tradition, older even than legend.

And looks twice as old as all of them put together."

Buy a Benarasi sari for your wife.

She might turn non-vegetarian again.

No chance.

I want freedom from this torture.

Care to define freedom?

Well...

Sunny side up for breakfast.

Spicy mutton curry and rice for lunch.

Mutton cutlet for snacks.

Chicken curry for dinner.

Heard about the blast in Benaras?

Come on, sir.

"The strongest sailors make the best storms."

It's the other way round.

Sir.

Belal Malik?

There's one mastermind behind all the blasts.

Belal Malik.

No one's seen his real face.

Got this photo from the Dubai airport lounge.

Maybe this is what he really looks like.

Very cunning guy.

Extremely strong in self-defence.

And a master of disguise.

Highly educated.

Was a Chemistry teacher in Lucknow.

Originally from Jharkhand.

But Bengali.

Trained under ISI.

He can speak eight to ten languages.

And above all...

he's an explosive expert.

This way.

That man.

I am Feroz Gheewala.

This way.

Come.

Careful with the luggage.

Yes, that one.

Tell me.

First, Naya Ghat.

Then Nandeshwar Ghat by boat?

How far is Sonarpur Kamargho?

Hindi, please.

Thought I did.

That's not Sonarpur. It's Sonarpura.

And we're going to Naya Ghat.

Why directly to the ghat?

The boat will take us right to his house.

We'll have to walk otherwise.

So his house is on the banks of the Ganges?

- Yes. - Seems like it.

Okay, then. Hail Lord Shiva!

- Let's go, sir. - Let's go.

(song playing)

THE EKEN TROUBLE IN BENARAS

...o heart of mine

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Life without the Lord's name is life without light

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Uncle.

You're here?

See.

Samiran's paintings.

Amazing!

Saw them at the opening.

I was in the hospital then.

- Samiran. - Sir.

- Great job! - Thank you, sir.

How's the sale?

Not much really.

But more people are coming in.

It's just been a month.

Word has spread.

My accountant is such a passionate painter.

Amazing!

What's this?

This is Chet Singh Ghat.

Oh! Wow!

Wonderful!

Samiran.

Yes, sir?

Keep this.

Come on.

- But-- - I insist.

Keep it.

I'll add your paintings to my collection when you're famous.

It's a lot of money, sir...

Keep it.

I won't live forever.

Can't take the money to my grave.

- Let's go. - Yes, please.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

You gave him so much money?

He's already getting paid as your accountant.

And you'll get a fortune when I die.

Why are you so worried?

Not me.

Damini will get it.

Come.

Yes, Promotho?

Crossed Prahlad Ghat on a boat.

Great!

Come to Nandeshwar Ghat.

On the way.

Okay, I'll be waiting there.

See you.

Yeah.

Another fake note, sir.

Kiddo.

Where did you get this?

A man gave me a 500-rupee note

and asked the way to Trivedi's chamber.

Who is Trivedi?

Dr. Trivedi.

Bhuteshwar.

That man gave him a fake note.

And he got caught at the cinema.

Hey.

What did he look like?

He wore a black cap. Had glasses.

There was another man with him.

This him?

Yes.

- Hey! - Hello!

- How have you been? - Welcome to Benaras!

- It's been a long time. - Long time!

Please come.

- Let me get the suitcase. - No.

Nice house, man!

Subimal sir owns this house?

You could say that.

Jointly with my uncle.

Come.

My great-grandfather, Janardhan Goswami...

was a zamindar's lawyer here in Benaras.

He settled down here.

And built this house.

It's a beautiful house.

Sorry.

- So, it's you, your uncle and aunt? - Yes.

This way.

Uncle runs an export business.

Deals in local goods.

Besides he's passionate about other things too.

He collects old paintings and antiques.

Nice!

And there's Samiran Karfarma, Uncle's accountant.

He's a frequent visitor.

- Doesn't your uncle have kids? - No.

Uncle is ill.

Cancer patient.

- What the hell! - What's wrong?

It's a fly...

Flies have been a real pain lately.

What about your parents?

They're no more.

- I'll help you with that. - No, it's okay.

Weren't you supposed to go to Germany?

Yes, last year. Heidelberg University.

They'd accepted my application.

But it didn't work out.

This way.

His hand was injured. A tall guy.

Said his name was Feroz Gheewala.

Which hand was injured?

Right hand.

Got an X-ray. Not a fracture.

Just a minor sprain.

Didn't even take his report.

Hang on.

Here it is.

Any phone number or contact details?

Yes, I got a call.

For the appointment.

Nice!

- Come. - Amazing!

By the way, Subimal.

About the blast...

Are the cops still investigating?

They've tightened security now.

But they haven't caught anyone yet.

Come inside.

Sir.

The phone location shows Ideal Antique Gallery.

There's another location that keeps popping up.

An address on Belapura Road.

I guarantee you won't find an idol like this in all of Benaras.

But you're asking a lot for it.

Look, sir.

Given how exquisite the idol is

the price is quite fair.

Give me some discount, at least.

Hello, sir.

- Hello. - Please look around.

How about this idol instead?

No, I like the other one.

May I help you, sir?

Yes, of course.

Tell me something.

- Is this made of bronze? - Yes, sir.

It's from Mumbai. French collection.

Rs. 6000 only. Would you like to see?

- No, it's okay. - Excuse me, Radhika?

Yes, ma'am?

How may I help you?

What?

Not now. Let the others come.

- It'll go cold. - It's served cold.

- Hello. - This is my uncle.

- Bireswar Goswami. - It's okay.

- This is Promotho, my college friend. - Oh!

Have a seat.

Please.

This is my wife, Damini.

Hello.

Hi.

This is Bappaditya.

And he's the famous detective, Ekendra Sen.

Oh!

You're brilliant.

Bengalis have lost two things.

Brains and appetite.

You're extremely intelligent.

Nothing like that, sir.

It's all thanks to their guidance.

Please don't call me sir.

He calls everyone sir.

Hope there was no trouble finding the house.

Not at all.

Rubina!

Rubina!

Ma'am?

- Set the table for lunch. - Okay.

Go ahead.

This is thandai, right?

Yes.

Made with almonds and saffron.

Please have some.

You too.

Yes, please.

Have some.

Uncle.

I told them about your collection.

Show them.

He has a collection of paintings and diamond pendants.

At home?

Yes, under lock and key.

Tomorrow, I'll get a pendant that belonged to King Sawai Jai Singh

and Queen Rukmini Devi.

- That's a long story-- - You can chat later.

They've had a long journey.

Let them get some rest.

Save it for later.

It's time to take your meds.

Come.

I have to go now, Sukhen Babu.

Come.

Sorry, Eken Babu.

It's okay.

Let's go.

- Sir. - Yes?

Your phone.

- Oh! - I'll get that.

W-Who are they?

Subimal's friends.

You were just chatting.

- It's time for your meds. - Yes, come.

We were chatting?

- Let's go inside. - Come, I'll tell you.

Come on.

I'll tell you.

- What's the matter? - Did he forget already?

Short-term memory loss?

Did you notice something?

Damini?

He has really "rocked" the cradle.

You're at it again!

Why would he rock a cradle?

That's what they say

when an older man is married to a younger woman.

- Always such a know-it-all. - It's "rob the cradle".

Brij Kumar!

Brij Kumar!

Sir.

- Jai Hind, sir. - Jai Hind.

Actually, sir...

I'm diabetic. So have to take frequent loo breaks.

We've got the visuals, sir.

I'll show you.

- Show me. - Yes.

Here you go, sir.

Oh my God!

- Ekendra Sen! - Yes.

Hello.

You're Subimal's friend, right?

Not me.

Promotho is his friend.

Hello.

Hello, I'm Samiran Karfarma.

Bireswar's accountant.

Subimal told me you're visiting.

And you need no introduction.

I have a small request, Eken Babu.

No, please. I'm here on holiday.

I don't want to get involved in any mess.

It's not a mess at all.

I'm a painter.

I've opened an art gallery called Chitra Ghar.

If you could stop by once...

- I'd be extremely glad. - Okay.

I'll click a photo too. You're a celebrity!

It's nothing like that.

I love painting. I used to paint too.

Is that so? With oil?

I didn't have to oil anyone.

I was a pretty good painter.

- Medium? - Bengali.

What?

No...

What did you use? Oil paint or watercolour?

Wax crayons.

I was in sixth grade then.

Won a prize for my painting.

- Really? - Yes.

- What did you paint? - A scenery.

A green field.

A man sitting in one corner.

Having bread fried in pure ghee, with mutton curry.

I'll have to get going now.

- See you later. - Bye.

How did you know it was pure ghee?

I drew a jar with "pure ghee" written on it.

You really criticize me these days.

That's because your artistic sense can leave people speechless.

O River Ganga, why do you flow endlessly?

What stories do you tell?

O River Ganga, why do you flow endlessly--

Why wouldn't it flow?

Came all the way to Kashi to see the River Ganga.

Why will it stop flowing?

What a weirdo!

- Sorry. - Let's go.

He's the weirdo.

Why didn't he let me sing?

- Why do you want to sing? - Why not?

My uncle once got a nasty "kashi", a bad cough.

- Don't start again. - It's true.

- He recovered after coming to Kashi. - No, it got worse.

Sir.

Went to Ideal Antique Gallery.

Here's the diamond pendant, sir.

Excuse me.

I'll be right back, sir.

Yes, ma'am?

- I'd like to see this. - Just a minute.

Here you go.

These are within Rs. 3000.

And these for Rs. 4000.

- I'd like to see those. - Sure.

Here, ma'am.

Excuse me.

Should I pack this for you?

- How much is it? - Two lakhs.

Can you keep this for a day or two?

I can try, sir.

I'm Vijay Saxena.

This is my phone number.

If someone else wants to buy it, please give me a call.

Sure, sir.

Good.

Well done.

Wait for a couple of days.

Then carry out the raid.

- Okay? - Okay.

Go.

Saw him at the ghat.

Came by my shop.

But how did he find out?

- Did he buy anything? - No.

- Greetings, Your Holiness. - Bless you!

Did he talk to anyone?

The salesgirl, Radhika.

Then ask her what he said. Why the hell are you here?

And listen up.

Change your phone, my dear.

- Sure. - Get going.

Thank you, Your Holiness.

Varuna and Assi.

Varanasi or Benaras sits right in between these rivers.

Kashi was the ancient name.

A city that is thousands of years old.

"The Rig Veda".

"The Ramayana". "The Mahabharata".

Kashi is mentioned everywhere.

People believe Lord Shiva founded Benaras.

It's over 2500 years old.

Oh my God!

Benaras has a connection with Buddhism too.

Sarnath.

Lord Buddha delivered his first sermon there.

At "Dabanol Aranya".

Mrigadava.

Correct.

All this talk about history

is so fascinating.

One even forgets about food.

Dinner is served.

You can carry on after dinner.

- Sure. - Let's go.

Rubina!

Yes, ma'am?

Clear the table here.

Coming!

Please come.

You know...

Benaras has a rich cultural heritage too.

Yes, correct.

Premchand's stories.

Bismillah Khan's shehnai.

Correct.

It's also famous for Dhrupad and Dhamar.

Ancient schools of Indian classical music.

Walk through the lanes...

and you'll hear people rehearsing music.

You know, Eken Babu?

- Let's have dinner, Promotho. - Yes.

Please come.

Sir.

Something sinful just came to mind.

- Should I say it? - Go ahead.

What makes the music of Kashi so tasteful?

What?

Their sizzling singers!

- Mutton curry! - Hush!

Please start.

What about you?

- I'll eat after you're done. - Okay.

Do try the pickle, Makhon Babu.

It's homemade.

Sure.

He's butchering my name.

When did you start collecting?

- Huh? - Your collection?

Your collection of paintings and pendants.

Almost ten years.

Oh!

Ekendra Sen.

Right.

Aren't you a detective?

I have something to tell you.

What was it? Can't remember.

Ever since I fell ill, I've been forgetting things.

Oh.

It's okay.

Tell them later.

Let them eat.

Some more mutton?

- Let me finish this. - Okay.

What's the location?

A crowded area.

Packed with American and Indian tourists.

Holi is the perfect time.

The Indian Army killed five of our men in Kulgaon.

They have to pay for it.

'"Prabandh' means arrangement."

It means an essay in Bengali.

Who writes all this rubbish?

People will learn wrong things.

May I come in?

Oh! Sure, sir.

Hey...

- Sit. - Thank you.

Got some Benarasi paan for you.

Wow!

- Thank you. - Just finished at the office.

So dropped in for a chat.

Careful.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Bireswar's memory loss...

When did it start?

He was diagnosed with cancer four years ago.

He's taken chemo too.

Since then...

Tell me something.

When did Bireswar get married?

About a year ago.

I've heard Damini was his nurse.

It's their personal matter so I don't really...

But there's...

Don't mind...

but there's something off about that woman.

Please don't tell Subimal.

Of course not.

I think...

Damini is tricking Bireswar.

Why do you think so?

Things often go missing from his collection.

He forgets things.

And someone's taking advantage of that.

You think Damini is behind it?

I should get going.

Good night.

- Good night. - Good night.

No, no, no!

He's going to dump a case on me.

Just my fate!

- Not again! - Anyway.

Forget it.

Boat ride tomorrow.

- And food expedition. - Yes.

Who's there?

Who is it?

Who's there?

Hey!

Answer me!

Who is it?

Sureswar.

It's Bireswar.

Oh, good.

You were going to tell me a secret, right?

Oh, yes!

Come with me.

Please.

Where did he go?

I don't know.

- Eken Babu? - He's impossible!

Come inside.

Did you see someone walk past?

Who?

Who...

I don't know.

Tell me something.

Do you think something is missing from my room?

What do you think is missing?

I'm not sure.

When did it go missing?

Memory is betraying me.

Betrayal is deception.

And memory in Hindi is called--

"Yaar dost".

What if someone close to you betrays?

Is something missing from your collection?

I don't know.

I suspect everyone in this house, Kopen Babu.

So annoying!

I'll forget my name because of Bhuleswar.

Why? What did he say?

He talks rubbish.

Can't remember a thing.

Went on about a random wall.

Asked what's missing.

And who walked past.

Nonsense!

Tomorrow we're exploring Kashi, right?

Yes.

- Something good happened. - What?

Pay attention.

You always pull my leg.

I helped someone with their Hindi.

What do you call "memory" in Hindi?

- "Yaad". - Wrong!

You fail.

It's "yaar dost".

Okay, got it.

Haven't you heard in Hindi films?

His "yaar dost" is back.

- Who did you say this to? - Bhuleswar.

You are wrong.

Why?

"Yaar dost" means friends.

"Yaadasht".

That's memory in Hindi.

Little knowledge is dangerous.

I told you I don't like unannounced guests.

- I told you they were coming. - No, you didn't.

You said you're going to Kolkata.

Why are they here?

Please keep it down.

I invited my childhood friend. What's the problem?

Uncle invited them too.

Don't you know his condition?

He hardly even recognises me.

It benefits someone, though.

You know who I'm talking about.

Not the first time something's been stolen.

I want to put a stop to it.

Eken Babu is here.

God knows if he suspects something.

I'm very scared.

I'm getting a bad feeling.

Just a few more days, Damini.

- Then all this-- - Hush!

Does your uncle suspect you?

I don't care if he does.

I can't live without you--

Here you go, Promotho.

Oh wow!

- This is for you, Bapi. - Thank you.

- What's this? - Mouth freshener.

Oh!

You could've brought your wife along.

Who?

- Your missus. - Why?

Benaras is already full of terrorists.

No point inviting more trouble.

- Right, she would've been worried. - No.

She would've made others worry.

Were you a student at Banaras Hindu University?

Yes.

Guess what his research was on.

- What? - International terrorism.

Gosh! Really?

Which year did you graduate?

Post Graduation in 2015.

I see.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Hope there's been no issues.

Not at all.

- We'd miss out if we didn't come. - Thanks.

Don't miss Masan Holi.

The devotees of Lord Shiva

celebrate with cremation ashes instead of with colours.

Sure, won't miss it.

We should head out now.

We'll be late if we delay.

What will you have for dinner?

How about biryani?

Sure. We can skip the tour today.

We're good with anything.

Biryani is for dinner.

Okay.

- Let's go. - Yeah.

Come on.

Here you go.

- Your briefcase. - Huh?

- Don't rush. - Okay.

Be careful.

Okay.

Look, sir.

Dependent and pendant sound similar.

Don't they?

Both are dependents.

Subimal and Damini.

Right.

But why did Damini get married to an old man?

That's not clear.

True.

Sadly, some people can't get married at all.

Don't worry about me.

Catch the thief in Bireswar's house.

Here's what I think.

Bireswar knows who the thief is.

Either he doesn't want to tell us.

Or he really doesn't remember.

Let's take a photo.

Hey.

This is Narad Ghat.

Ahilya Ghat and Munshi Ghat.

He's drawn only ghats.

Just stairs and people's heads.

Do you like it, sir?

This is my "Benaras Ghat" series.

Amazing!

Makes me want to jump right into the Ganges.

He means they're realistic.

What's this?

"Bought for the day"?

- Thought for the day. - I see.

I paint what comes to mind.

New thoughts every day.

New paintings every day.

I knew you'd like it.

- You used to paint too. - Yes.

But Hemen Roy's "Bhangra" paintings are my favourite.

It's "Kangra", Eken Babu.

Bhangra is the folk dance of Punjab.

And Hemen Mazumdar. Not Roy.

Oh!

You're so embarrassing.

Yeah, whatever!

What ridiculous paintings!

So you'll talk rubbish?

There was a Hemen Roy.

He only made paintings of Bhangra dancers.

And your uncle would buy them.

Okay, fine.

Just painting ghats all day.

Obsessed with ghats.

You know what?

You've changed ever since you started wearing pillow cases.

Like a well without water

Like a cow without milk

Like a well without water

Like a cow without milk

Like the earth without rain

Like a tree without fruit

Like a tree without fruit

Such is life without the Lord

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Oh my God!

Is Sawai Jai Singh and Rukmini Devi's pendant here?

It's due tomorrow but an American has booked it.

That's okay.

I'll make an advance.

Sir, you're not understanding.

He's already offered a good price.

So what? I'll pay extra.

I'm a well-known collector in Benaras.

- I'm a regular customer here. - I understand, sir.

Do something.

Show me that pendant.

- Which one, sir? - The green one.

- This one, right? - Yeah.

Sir, it's worth two lakhs.

No problem. Show me.

Here you go.

What...

What just happened?

I'll take both.

Give me the receipt, please.

Money doesn't matter, ma'am.

This is my passion.

Pack this for me.

Okay, sir.

Have you seen Bapi and Promotho around?

No.

Where did they go?

Saw Bapi and Promotho sir anywhere?

No.

Did you see them?

- Bapi sir and Promotho sir? - Nope.

You sure this is the thing?

- It's original, right? - Yes, it's good.

Looks pretty stunning.

- How much for it? - Just $500.

That's too much.

Where were you?

Don't have so much cash.

- Some paan? - Yes.

- Come on. - Let me see.

This is all I can give you.

- You got lost. - We were looking for you.

- You were nowhere to be seen. - Seriously!

Show them the other pendant.

- Mrs. Jefferson's pendant. - Oh, yes!

Here it is, Jogen Babu.

It's an emerald pendant.

Very costly.

During the Revolt of 1857

Colonel Jefferson was shot dead.

So Mrs. Jefferson sold it because it was unlucky.

Tell me something.

I...

Did I get another pendant today?

Or will I get it tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

Sawai Jai Singh's queen, Rukmini Devi's pendant.

- Did I say that? - You did.

Asked me to pick it up from the antique shop.

Gave me the receipt too.

- Damini. - Yes?

It has happened again.

I can't find my Rolex watch.

What?

That expensive watch?

Sir.

May I say something?

Such antiques don't always come the honest way, right?

I've been telling you to install CCTV.

What if it exposes someone at home?

Hello.

Khogen Babu?

Yes, speaking.

I showed you my collection.

Didn't I?

You did a few hours ago.

Memory is betraying me.

By the way...

Have you caught the thief?

No.

Why don't you go to the police?

Who is this?

Disgusting!

What's wrong?

Memory Baba.

He must've lost something again.

Look in front.

- Look at this. - Wow! Fantastic!

Go back to that one.

- Which one? - The one before.

- This is it. - Slide back.

This one?

Where did he go?

Where did he disappear to?

- Hey, man. - Yes, sir?

- I've got the cash. - Here it is.

- See, sir. - Show it to me, will you?

You could've given me a better price.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, stop!

Hey!

Stop him!

Thief! Stop him!

Hey, stop that man!

Hey, you!

Stop that man! He's a thief!

Thief!

Thief! Stop!

Stop him!

Hey, you! Come here!

Hey, thief!

I said stop!

Bapi sir!

Stop him!

Wait, let me talk.

What a fix!

The American guy was fleeing with the "pickle".

You should be catching him.

- Come to the station. - Station?

What the... No!

There are two others with me.

Please inform them.

- What? - Move!

- Tell them you're-- - Excuse me.

- Where were you? - Where were you?

- Let's go to the police station. - Come on.

- Hurry up. - What the heck!

What's the matter?

- Hey, wait! - What...

You should've told us sooner you're with the West Bengal Police.

- Ekendra Singh. - Sen.

Ekendra Sen.

Glad--

Ekendra Sen?

By the way...

do you know Rupal Mehra?

Answer him.

Yeah, I know her well.

But he knows her better.

I see.

Glad to meet you, sir.

- Mishra, why are you still here? - Sir.

He's our guest. Get some food.

- I'll have some street food. - I'm on it.

Go get it.

- Get three plates. - Okay.

So what's the issue?

No, I don't have any--

He's asking what the matter is.

- About the painting. - Oh, yes!

This painting...

A Benaras series painted of Keith Peterson--

- Eken Babu, don't-- - No, no.

Let him continue.

I can understand.

- Great! - Thank God!

This is a priceless painting.

From the year 1300.

It was stolen from Victoria Memorial.

Changed many hands since.

The buyers don't report it.

But I know the current owner.

Really? Who is it?

You know him too.

I want to return it to him.

But I need your help.

Definitely, sir. Why not?

Here's your snack.

- Give it to them. - Thank you.

- Here. - Him too.

Sure, sir.

- Did you call for me, sir? - Yes.

- Ekendra. - Yes?

This is Ashok Upadhyay.

- Hello. - He's a sharp guy.

He's looking into the recent bomb blast.

Made any arrests yet?

Show.

Got the bones.

Will get him in flesh and blood soon.

Amazing!

How did you know?

You've never seen the painting here.

You were staring at the wall.

And I saw the blank space.

I didn't realise it was missing.

Did you realise, Samiran?

No, I didn't notice.

How did you figure out?

Where did you get this painting?

Got it.

I even gave you my card.

I know, sir. I'm sorry it's sold.

I can show you some other pendants.

- Something special about it? - No, nothing.

Can you tell me who bought it?

- Sir-- - Sorry.

We don't share our customer details.

- Forgive me. - Okay, thanks.

Get the receipt.

I want to know who bought it.

Okay, sir.

Subimal sir.

Eken Babu.

Figured out who stole it?

Either Samiran, Damini or you.

Me?

Why would I steal it?

- Uncle will give it to me if I ask. - But he didn't.

That Heidelberg University envelope...

Saw it on your table.

You couldn't enroll.

Twenty-five lakhs.

I couldn't ask him for so much.

Besides, that painting isn't worth more than six lakhs.

You know that too?

I overheard Uncle telling someone.

I can easily sell my share of the house.

Of course, you can.

But it's complicated.

Sir.

Do you know about something

that happened in the past?

A memory...

A memory of betrayal?

Something that's bothering Bireswar?

No. Sorry.

No idea.

Bad news, sir.

We lost the spy cam.

Someone bought the pendant.

How would I know she'd sell it?

Whatever has been recorded is on a pendrive.

I want to show it to you.

It's important, sir.

I just left the temple.

Can I come now?

Okay, thank you.

Here you go, sir.

Sir?

The bill?

Right.

Bireswar had taken another pendant just like this.

I don't know about it.

Oh, okay.

Here.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Accident?

No, sir.

The man called Belal that Ashok was after

has some ulterior motive to be here.

Fake currency.

Blast.

And the festival of Holi is coming up.

Then there's...

What?

Subimal's research paper.

International terrorism?

He's a researcher, Eken Babu.

That's true.

But there are things in this house...

Funding?

Am I overthinking?

Don't know why maybe...

Oh no!

Khuku.

Hello, Khuku.

Tell me.

Nothing much.

Looking at the Ganges from the room.

Meat?

No way!

I just can't eat meat anymore.

Wonder how people eat it.

Had some fried bread for breakfast.

For lunch...

Rice, daal, fries

and some veggies.

For dinner, some cottage cheese curry

and roti.

Feeling very refreshed.

Absolutely.

Like a young gourd.

Paintings?

You want paintings of temples and ghats?

No, actually...

The artists have taken off because of the recent blast.

Who's telling you all this?

Uncle Khoka...

Okay, fine. If I find them...

I'll definitely get it.

It's not a big deal.

Hello!

Hello?

There goes the network again...

Hello...

What a vile mind!

He's putting ideas in her head.

I can get it cheap for you.

...listen to the Lord above

No one to call my own in this greedy world

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

Did you paint it today?

Yes.

Beautiful!

Thank you.

Give me a minute.

His paintings are so irritating.

Didn't even use colours in this one. It's black and white.

What rubbish!

Here you go.

Your painting.

Packed it for you.

Oh!

Thank you.

How much do I have to pay?

Please don't mention it.

You're a renowned personality.

And my guest.

It's a gift.

Oh, okay.

Take a photo with him, at least.

Let's take it in front of Voice for the Day.

"Thought".

Is the intel solid?

Yes.

Waiting for that bastard.

There.

Think of the devil and the devil is here.

Let's have a blast, boys.

Have you seen him?

No, I haven't.

Sir.

My little uncle used to paint very well.

- Really? - Yes.

He'd drawn a portrait once.

Named it "Terror".

It was so amazing that people came to take him.

- To give him an award? - To the hospital.

That was his wife's portrait.

Too many fractured bones.

I'm out of here.

Wait a minute.

You don't have a little uncle.

I do. My little aunt's husband.

Rubbish!

Oh no!

What's wrong?

The other sadhu turned to ashes.

SP Abdul Qadir barely escaped death.

The bomb blast in Benjamin Cafe at 1:00 p.m. this afternoon

was likely orchestrated by the same terrorist group.

Our beloved city, the city of pilgrims

has been left terrorized.

What is being done to ensure the safety of pilgrims?

Find out after the break.

Do you know this address?

What are you doing?

Get him in the car.

Ma'am, hello.

Yes?

You called the police station?

Yes, I had called.

Radhika Sahani.

Yes, that's me.

I'm Manoj Tewari.

SI, Dashashwamedh Police Station.

Oh. Alright, sir.

Let's go up and talk.

- Come. - Okay, sir.

You've bought a lovely souvenir.

Your wife will be quite pleased.

Benares is known for its wooden craft.

I'll be off the hook.

Then I'll get a doctor to say that I have protein deficiency.

What's going on there?

Hey!

Eken Babu!

The body has been identified.

Radhika Sahani.

Salesgirl.

There's a jewellery shop called Ideal Antique Gallery.

She used to work there.

Ideal Antique Gallery?

What's important, sir...

Upadhyay was...

Ashok Upadhyay.

He had been there.

To place a spy-cam bug.

You see, sir.

We haven't found the bug yet.

And the spy cam's footage recorded...

on a pen drive is also missing.

Oh no!

- So this Ideal-- - Antique Gallery.

Ideal Antique Gallery.

Why there?

Because...

the phone location of the terrorist's accomplice

pointed to the shop.

We needed evidence before we could raid the shop.

Otherwise, our case wouldn't stand in court. Right?

Right.

I think...

Belal Malik is somehow connected to that shop.

Now, this is going to be a shock for you, Eken.

Goswami House, Nandeshwar Ghat.

Found this address in Upadhyay's pocket.

A dangerous turn of events!

Does Goswami House...

Something to do with Belal Malik?

Eken Babu.

Eken Babu?

Pendant?

Dependent? Or...

Subimal?

Then where's the spy cam?

Is that in Rukmini Devi's pendant?

Can't really understand.

Eken Babu!

How is he now?

Who?

Haven't you heard?

Bireswar has fallen very unwell.

Let me check on him.

Eken Babu.

Horrible news!

Don't think Uncle will survive.

Why? What happened?

He goes to the market to get his Benarasi paan every day.

Went there today as well.

Some people shoved him in a car and handed him a chit.

Chunar Fort.

The third pillar of the Sonwa Mandap in front of Raja Bhatarinath Samadhi.

Not a good idea for you to go to Chunar.

If you trust us, we can deliver it.

Eken Babu, who is making the demand?

Why are we even giving into the demand?

Then we'll have to inform the police.

The decision is yours to make.

Please give it to them.

I don't want anything to happen to him.

What if involving the police makes it worse?

I'll take it.

Give them what they want.

Eken Babu, I'm very embarrassed.

We're putting you through so much trouble on your vacation.

You have to deal with those bad guys because of us.

It's okay.

If the mountain doesn't come to Mohammed

Mohammed has to mount the camel.

Can't get a single proverb right. Why do you try?

Whatever.

Of all places, why Chunar?

They're not petty thieves. They're terrorists.

Yes and I've made other arrangements too.

You know, Eken Babu...

The Chunar Fort.

It was been attacked by Babar, Humayun and others through the years.

Belal was the last one.

Will delve into history later.

At present, the future seems very dark.

Wear the caps.

Let's go.

This is the Sonwa Mandap.

That's the Bhatarinath Samadhi.

Come on.

One.

Two.

Three.

Eken Babu.

The bag's gone.

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Belal Malik!

Eken! Careful!

Chambe, get him!

- Chambe, let's go. - Yes, sir.

Let's go.

Hey!

Stick together, kids. Make a single line.

Come on.

The spy cam was not inside the pendant.

At least, not since I got my hands on it.

That means someone at the house must have taken it or...

Subimal had brought it home.

There are a lot of possibilities, Qadir sir.

But we have to intercept Belal Malik at any cost.

Masan Holi is coming up.

I'm sure they've planned something big.

Any idea...what plan?

IED.

Improvised Explosive Device?

Right.

- Is it ammonium nitrate? - Correct.

We've arrested a local fertilizer dealer.

Someone had picked up 150 kilos of ammonium nitrate from his godown.

And the guy received Rs. 50,000.

Fake currency.

Fake notes.

I'll go.

- Where? - Where?

Ideal Antique Gallery.

Welcome, welcome. Hello.

- How can I help you? - Hello.

A pendant. Belonging to Dev's goddess.

Wanted to talk about Rukmini Devi's pendant.

- Rukmini Devi's pendant. - Yes.

It's sold.

- What? - Sold.

- You've sold it? - Yes.

Oh damn "burger"!

- What a "calamine"! - Calamity.

Calamity!

Oh dear!

Sir, have you really sold it off?

That pendant was "impotent" for me.

- Your wife will object. - Why?

- Let's go. - Come on.

- We're done here. - Wait.

Fine.

It's done now. Thank you.

Er...Don't know...

-...what to say. - Goodbye.

- Thank you. - Let's go.

Let me thank them too.

What are you doing?

- Sir, thank you. - Please don't mind.

- Sir, thank you. - Eken Babu, let's go.

- Oh dear! - Let's go.

You're the security, right? Thank you.

- Come on. - Move.

What?

- What are you doing? - Let's get out of here.

- Why are you rushing me? - Strange man!

Didn't do anything worthwhile.

Just shook hands with a bunch of people.

Oh my!

Haven't you heard the saying he had a hand in it?

- That's why I shook hands. - Here we go again.

So, what did you find out?

Sir, did you notice the wall behind the counter?

There were no shelves.

That's what stunned me.

There was dark spot on the wall.

What about it?

That spot will lead to the right spot.

I've got it.

Let's meet Samiran now.

Why Samiran?

Important business.

- You'll get it by... - Hello.

Oh, hello!

Please wait a minute.

What brings you here, Eken Babu?

Any news?

About what?

About the pendant.

- Who took it? - It's gone.

Please shake my hand.

My wife loved the photo of the painting I sent her.

Thank you so much.

Is this today's "moneymaker"?

Yes.

- Where is this? - Bhosle Ghat.

Oh!

Did you paint this today?

Yes.

It's beautiful! Goodbye.

Bapi sir, let's go. Promotho sir.

Bye.

Hey, but...

Like a body without eyes

Like the night without the moon

Like a temple without lamps

Like a priest without scriptures

Like a priest without scriptures

Such is life without the Lord

What do you think?

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Sir, you see...

At Ideal Antique Gallery

the spy cam was in the pendant.

Which Bireswar bought.

Belal Malik wanted it back.

It was returned but...

If the terrorists already have the pen drive

why do they want the pendant?

The bug will still have the information.

Sir.

Think about it.

How are the terrorists exchanging information?

There was such a huge blast at Benjamin Cafe.

And the police couldn't catch them.

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Remember the Lord, o heart of mine

Have your dinner.

Rubina will clear the table later.

Come, Rubina.

Madam!

Who was that?

What happened?

- Chambe. - Sir.

Eken.

- Mishra. - Yes, sir.

- Call the forensic team. - Okay, sir.

Please talk to them.

Subimal sir.

Can we...

Name?

Bireswar was killed with a sharp object.

Like a knife or something.

The police are looking into it.

Sir.

I'm going to ask you a few questions.

And you must answer them honestly.

Otherwise, you'll be in trouble.

When Bireswar was admitted to the hospital

Damini had taken care of him.

Then who brought her to this house? You?

Damini was your classmate.

At Banaras Hindu University.

Your cancer-ridden uncle will be cared for

and your girlfriend will be at home.

That was the plan, right?

No. Look...

Damini is an efficient nurse.

Subimal sir.

You've been caught.

Damini's father suddenly...

passed away.

Very sudden.

She had nowhere to go.

We thought uncle had only six months to live.

So...

How did you find out Damini was my classmate?

Sir, we get so used to a few old things that we stop noticing them.

Your university photo.

Last row.

This lady is a younger Damini was quite obvious to me.

You had a good plan.

Because you'd inherit all of your uncle's estate after his death.

Then you could easily go abroad to study.

With your girlfriend by your side.

But there was a another problem.

Earlier, Bireswar took care of the business himself.

But the cancer, the loss of memory...

made way for Samiran and that created trouble for you.

Are you accusing me of theft?

More importantly, do you have the spy cam?

Spy cam?

Rukmini Devi's pendant.

The STF had installed a spy cam in it

at Ideal Antique Gallery.

I don't know anything about it.

Although...

There's something else.

When I was at Ideal Antique Gallery to pick up Rukmini Devi's pendant

they said Uncle had bought another pendant.

Another pendant?

Yes.

Where is it?

I don't know.

Eken Babu.

Actually...

Received a call on the landline.

The man was speaking in Hindi.

He wanted the pendant back.

I told him we had already returned it.

Then he called me a liar and hung up.

Subimal sir.

I will speak to her.

- If you could... - Yes, sure.

Madam.

Subimal sir has told us everything.

So, I'll not ask you again.

Please...

Tell us...

Did Bireswar find out about your relationship with Subimal sir?

Didn't he say anything to you?

He was hurt.

But he didn't say anything.

I didn't want to live with him before we got married.

That was my condition.

He accepted that because he loved me.

There was nothing I could do, Eken Babu.

Otherwise, my family would have married me off elsewhere.

I see.

Tell me, madam.

Your domestic help, Rubina.

How long has she worked here?

Since before I came to this house.

- Are you a Bengali? - Sorry?

I didn't see anything.

Where are you from?

Murshidabad.

Lalbagh. I'm from Lalbagh.

No jobs there so I moved here.

Where were you when Bireswar was murdered?

I served him dinner.

Then went to madam's room.

I swear I didn't see anything.

That's okay.

What do you do around the house?

Daily chores.

Cleaning the house, getting water.

And in Bireswar's room?

He would often forget things.

So his things must be all over the place.

So, if you found something while cleaning the room

would you take it?

No, sir.

I never took anything.

Sir was extremely forgetful.

Things often went missing from his room.

So if I found anything, I would give it to madam.

A few days ago...

madam told me to bring sir's expensive watch.

Tell me something.

A few days ago, he brought home something, right?

- Pendant? - Yes.

He got two pendants.

- Two? - Yes.

First, a green one.

Then a red one.

Where's the green one?

It's in the bag hanging above madam's door.

She told me to put anything I find, in the bag.

Here.

Belal Malik.

Chambe.

Yes, sir?

Get the team ready.

Sir.

This fried bread should be called "heart stealer".

Stop it.

You said you don't like it.

Never! Don't lie.

Do you know where Belal is?

It's not Samiran or Subimal.

Then who is it?

It's a complicated case, sir.

Tomorrow's Masan Holi.

Lord Shiva's devotees

celebrate with cremation ashes!

Ashes from the pyre.

In the air, they fly.

Like a diamond in the sky.

- Let's go. - Okay, sorry.

I'll stop.

But sir.

Finding Belal depends on Ranjan.

Who's Ranjan?

You'll know soon.

- Sorry. - What's wrong with you?

What happened?

Ash in my eye.

Oh no!

Are you okay?

Yes!

What happened?

Sir.

Do you know that saying?

Who's going to "Belal" the cat?

It's bell.

Maybe for you.

For me it's Belal.

Where are we going?

Got some work. Come on.

Hail Lord Shiva!

I've asked Samiran sir to join us.

Enough hide and seek.

Now it's time to talk face to face.

You're done, Belal Malik.

Catch Samiran!

Move!

Move!

That way!

Out of the way!

Come fast!

Hurry up!

There he is!

Sir.

Eken Babu.

What a heroic entry, sir!

- But the phone's dead. - It's all wet.

No worries.

One call from Khuku and it'll dry up in fear.

Let's go.

When I saw him running towards the ghat

I realised he was planning to escape on a boat.

So I jumped into the river.

How did you know that the sadhu is Belal?

Ranjan helped me.

Who is Ranjan?

Wilhelm Conrad Röntgen.

Belal's X-ray plate...

...was blurry.

But I saw what I needed to.

Got it?

My God!

When Radhika was murdered...

the killer shoved me.

He had six fingers too.

Hey!

Get lost!

Since then I've been wondering...

...who has six fingers.

When I was walking past this place...

I saw the sadhu smoking a pipe.

He had six fingers on his right hand too.

And he is none other than...

Belal Malik.

I've been shaking hands with everyone to find Belal.

Bravo!

You've got X-ray eyes.

Of course. I have "sen drishti".

I am a Sen.

"Sen drishti" is not the surname.

- It means eagle eye. - Oh.

But it's not over yet.

It's not but we've caught him.

So no need to worry.

I'll explain the rest at the STF office.

Come on.

Yes, sir.

Hurry.

Get in!

Hey, don't move! Don't you dare!

- Catch him! - Get him!

Let's go, Sukhdev.

Eken, we have arrested Samiran.

Nice tea!

The sadhu's constant blinking is not an illness.

It's Morse code.

Belal is a master of disguise.

In a place like Benaras

it's easiest to be a sadhu.

No one would suspect.

Belal and his men dressed up as sadhus.

And gave Samiran details of the next attack.

How?

Sir.

They used steganography.

For example, "Four bananas, two apples".

It's a meaningless sentence to us.

Right?

They don't follow.

Anyway.

It might not make sense to us.

But it's actually a code

for anyone who knows how to crack it.

Then it becomes meaningful.

Samiran knew the code.

Did it for the money.

Terrorists are brought together by someone.

But keep their identities a secret.

The job is carried out perfectly.

How?

They pass on information without the police finding out.

Sir.

Explain in detail, please.

Sure, I'll explain the Morse code.

Give me a piece of paper-- There it is.

Pen, please.

A pencil will do.

Morse code is a combination of dashes and dots.

It's used to send messages.

It's more interesting in this case.

You know what happened?

That's a dot.

That's a dash.

Belal would tell Samiran about the date and time of the attack.

And Samiran passed it on to the terrorists.

His paintings?

Right.

His paintings.

They're in plain sight.

Everyone sees it.

Nothing suspicious.

But the info is passed on.

The terrorists would visit Chitra Ghar

and decode the paintings.

Didn't you ever suspect Samiran?

Bireswar had figured out who the thief is.

But couldn't remember who.

He told me twice.

"Memory is betraying me.

Betrayal is deception.

And memory..." That's all he said.

I thought he was blabbering due to memory loss.

But it struck me

at Dhuni Baba's akhara.

Bapi sir.

Remember that devotional song with the word "sumiran"?

- Yes. - Right.

I looked it up.

"Samiran" means breeze in Bengali.

"Sumiran" means memory in Hindi.

Wow!

Superb!

- Qadir sir. - Yes?

Samiran made a new painting every day.

- Titled "Today's--" - "Thought for the day".

I need that painting.

- Chambe. - Sir.

- Get the painting. - Yes, sir.

- Here you go. - Give it to me.

Here it is.

A painting in Morse code.

Edgar Allan Poe said

the best place to hide something is in plain sight.

People look everywhere else.

That's what happened here.

Take a look.

See.

The steps are the dashes.

And the heads are the dots.

Combine them to form a message.

Dash, dot, dot, dash.

Dot, dot, dash, dot, dot, dot, dot.

The painting changed every day.

And so did the message.

Who gave him the info?

First, the sadhu that turned to ashes.

Then Belal dressed as that sadhu.

Right.

He blinked and passed the info to Samiran.

Samiran coded it into his paintings.

And that's how it reached the terrorists.

So now...

it's the police's job to decode the paintings.

Already done, sir.

- Chambe. - Sir.

- Call Harjinder. - Okay, sir.

- What does it say? - See here...

- Dash-- - Dot, dash, dot.

- Dash, dot. - Dash, dot.

Sir.

Our code expert.

This painting indicates...

the blast was planned for 6:00 p.m at Harishchandra Ghat.

Belal's caught but the danger hasn't passed.

The 150 kilos of ammonium nitrate?

We have to find it.

Already did.

And STF has diffused the bomb.

Oh!

Eken Babu.

- Thank you very much. - My pleasure, sir.

Let me show you something interesting.

What?

Surprise.

Sir, this way.

ARJUN NIVAS

Come.

- This house? - Yes.

- Hello, sir. - Hello.

Please come.

This is Heera Singh.

- Abhimanyu Singh's son. - Hello, sir.

Please come.

Come.

This way.

Come inside, sir.

Have a seat.

- Please. - Sit here.

Get the box.

What's going on?

It's our family profession.

Dad has quit.

He deals in local goods now.

But Dad couldn't turn down Subimal's request.

His grandfather, Arjun Singh

was a knife thrower in Harbanspur's king's court.

His dad is the last of the legacy.

Abhimanyu Singh.

- Is the board ready? - Yes, Dad.

Hello.

Hello.

Sir.

Please come.

- Me? - Yes.

Just a minute.

I'll see you soon.

Get ready.

Go ahead.