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From the countless pages that tell the story of the universe...

This is a story told in just a few.

It's about the light hiding behind the darkness of closed eyes...

And about the melody that's heard only in silence.

It's about the star that sleeps in the blue sky...

And shines in the dark sky of the night.

It speaks of the love that binds them together...

The story of Tara (star) and Akash (sky), etched in the ether forever.

Hey!

That's mine.

Finders keepers, is it?

Why care who it belongs to!

Does anything really

belong to anyone?

Indian?

Your identity.

Identity?

Everyone's got one.

Why is identity important

to know someone?

I get it now.

You're crazy.

Anyway, keep looking

and you'll find something else

to pick and keep!

Bye now.

Hey, wait!

What? You're a stranger.

Why are you following me?

Just in case you plan to kill me or something...

I'm a black belt in Taekwondo.

Don't even try.

I missed my train because of you.

The next one leaves in 2 hours.

Now I'll have to walk all the way!

Maybe a little conversation will make it easier?

What's your name?

Name?

Identity.

It's important to get to know someone.

Which cave did you crawl out of?

Isn't there a nameplate on it?

What's yours?

Tara.

Tara.

Akash.

My name.

Just remembered?

Suffered a head injury?

Memory loss?

God!

Who's that in the photo with you?

How did you know it's me?

Your eyes.

Grandma.

That's my grandma in the photo.

You miss her. You loved her a lot, didn't you?

You know, people seek love...

...for the exhilaration...

...it brings.

But when losing someone...

Makes them sad...

People distance themselves from love.

Don't let that happen to you.

When you think of your grandma

think of the happiness

she brought you.

Oh no! Please...

Oh god!

Your phone.

You don't have a phone?

How will I reach the homestay without a map?

Stars can guide people on their way.

You're Tara (star). So guide yourself.

What am I, a GPS?

You're cracking jokes now?

The real GPS is your heart.

Listen to it, and you'll find your destination.

Give it a try.

Not that you have any other option.

Okay. Let's see where I end up.

Oh my god!

We're actually here.

It's just five minutes away!

How did we...

This is it.

Thank you...

...for walking me home.

By the way, I lied...

to scare you off.

I don't really know Taekwondo.

I don't know how to fight.

I know.

Oh, you're still awake.

You got so late, and your phone was off. How could I sleep?

You're a guest here and I'm accountable for you.

I'm bound to get worried.

I'm so sorry. I missed my train.

Had to walk all the way here.

You walked the entire way?

You could've caught a cold.

Why didn't you take a taxi?

I'm on a limited budget.

Aww, c'mon!

Don't do that next time.

In case you go overbudget...

We'll adjust it here.

- Okay? - Okay.

Devi aunty, maybe we can hang out someday.

Whenever you're free.

Buttering me up?

I won't give a bigger discount!

Nothing like that.

I know, just pulling your leg.

You are the one who's traveling.

You let me know when.

Some day we will sit and have a long chat.

Tara, every time I look at you

I'm reminded of my old self.

I too used to just take off...

from my nest.

So glad you are here.

So am I.

Akash.

Tara.

Come, Tara.

Come, eat.

Come.

Oh wow! 'Aaloo paratha'!

My grandma used to make them just like this.

- When you first came to Switzerland... - 40 years ago.

Did you feel home sick?

Home? What exactly is home?

Is it made of walls, or the people who are our own?

But who is our own really?

Everyone leaves one day.

Then where exactly is home?

What is it really?

Perhaps a lush green hill...

Or maybe a gust of wind...

that blows away every hint of separation.

Or maybe it's just a feeling that it's everywhere.

What is everywhere?

Home.

Not just your food, you even talk like my grandma.

How long have you lived in this house?

Twenty five...

Twenty five years under this roof.

I lived in Murren before that.

It's on the higher side.

What about your family?

Without your parents' permission,

you fled to another country.

They're bound to get worried.

And like I said last night

I was just like you.

They'll be at peace if you talk to them.

Want more?

No, thanks. I'm so full.

I'll get going.

Never say 'I'm going.' It's bad luck.

Just say 'See you soon.'

See you soon.

Devi aunty, I won't be late today.

Promise.

- Good. - Bye.

Wish she'd answer the phone.

I'm trying to get the visa sooner.

Once I find Tara,

I'll drag her back home.

Wish we could tell her.

Why we worry about her so much.

Hope she's okay there.

You!

- Again? - Old friend.

You couldn't remember your own name...

Now you can suddenly remember friends?

Names keep changing...

But He remains the same.

By the way, isn't He your friend too?

Now you'll say, see we have a common friend.

So we should be friends too.

- I know these tricks. - Aren't we friends?

How can we be?

I don't know anything about you.

Who are you and where you're from

what do you do

and why do you dress the same every day?

Why?

Come here.

Come closer.

Look into my eyes.

Keep looking.

Still feel you don't know me?

Eyes are windows to the soul.

Look into them deep enough and everyone seems like a friend.

just like Him.

What brings you here?

It's quite an old church.

Santa Maria del Sasso. I came here...

...because of this.

I was very close to my grandma.

Nobody understood me like she did,

not even my parents.

She was my best friend.

Always there when I needed her.

After she passed away, I was heartbroken.

I was lonely.

That's when I stumbled upon this novel.

It's a very different love story.

The main characters don't even have names.

He and she, that's it.

They meet in Switzerland

and fall in love exploring the city.

There's something about their story...

...and their conversations.

That made me...

...feel less lonely.

It helped me hang on

so I wouldn't forget what happiness feels like.

That's why this book is dear to my heart.

I decided to

trace their journey in Switzerland.

I'll visit every spot they went to.

That's the plan I made.

My parents never let me

go anywhere alone.

So, I secretly

Booked my tickets and visa...

With the money that grandma left me.

And now I'm here.

This church is a part of that journey.

In the novel, they meet here too.

I can't believe

I am actually here.

Feels like a dream.

Life is but a dream.

A film that keeps playing in front of our eyes.

God's cosmic motion picture

made of light.

What did you say?

What?

That last part.

That's what he says to she

in the book.

How did you even...

Words can be many, Tara.

But there's only one Truth.

And when you speak from that one Truth...

It all sounds the same.

I'm glad you're on this journey.

Time to move ahead.

More places to cover.

Where did you find this book, by the way?

Told you, I found it lying somewhere.

Finders keepers, is it?

Who cares who owns it!

Will you come along?

Oh wow! This is so beautiful.

I don't mean just this.

I mean this whole design.

Everything seems so connected.

Feels like every little thing

is part of a huge jigsaw puzzle.

Parts that connect

and complete each other.

Neither beginning anywhere...

Nor ending.

How did all this come to be?

I have so many questions

with answers to none.

All answers are within you.

You just need to look inside.

But I'm scared.

What if all I find

Is loneliness? Emptiness?

There is light within you, Tara.

Where there is light, there cannot be emptiness.

There is only love.

Love brings pain too.

It's not love that brings pain. Attachment does.

Where there is love, there is bound to be attachment.

What do you think love is?

When you have such strong feelings for someone...

that you would do anything for them.

I guess that's what love is.

It is that

and then so much more.

It's not just a feeling. It's a force.

It's in every particle.

You said everything seems connected.

What is that one thing then...

that keeps everything connected?

Love?

It's everywhere.

We are made from it.

We mistake feelings for love.

But they are only different expressions of it.

When it passes a mother's heart, it becomes maternal love.

For a lover, it becomes romance.

We add conditions to it.

We create expectations.

And when those expectations aren't met...

we feel pain.

It's not easy to separate love from pain.

It's not easy,

But it's even harder to separate yourself from love.

Do you know why?

Because you...

are love.

You know, I never had any real friends.

- Almost none. - Why?

I don't know.

I just never found that kind of a connection with anyone.

Maybe I was just...

...too different from others.

But now I feel...

I do have a friend.

Weren't you scared of me the other day?

Called me a stranger.

I wasn't scared. Why would I fear you?

I am good at identifying people's intentions, okay?

Identify...

Oh please!

Don't lecture me on identity again!

I've had enough philosophy for the day.

Okay?

Okay.

Tell me,

when you're really happy

what do you do?

There's no question of 'when'. I'm always happy.

What?

No human is perfect.

People have mood swings.

Anyway,

do you know what I do when I'm happy?

What?

I find some ice cream, no matter what!

- Ice cream? - Yes.

It's always been like that.

When I'm happy

I start craving for ice cream.

Then I just have to have it.

And why mention this now?

Because I am...

Craving for it right now!

Let me get some.

- Which one for you? - None.

- Why? Have some. - No.

Suit yourself.

I told you, it's not just ice cream

it's my way of expressing happiness.

So?

So? One should share happiness.

How do I do it if you don't let me?

All right.

Finally! Here.

Looks like you've never had ice cream before.

I just... It's...

It's...

You are so cute!

Okay, I should leave now.

Aunty must be waiting.

See you tomorrow at the garden near Vevey station.

Okay? What time?

Of course! No phone, no watch.

Be there early.

Before sunrise.

Okay.

Tara,

You should have ice cream more often.

Oh my god, aunty!

What's happening to you?

That...

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

I'll call the hospital.

No, don't bother.

I'm fine.

But you...

I'm okay, don't worry.

Relax.

Relax.

Please get up slowly.

Yeah.

- Come, slowly. - Thank you.

- Feeling better? - Thanks.

Please sit.

God bless you.

What happened to you?

My heart

It has been through a lot.

Now it has just grown weak.

It's a condition called cardiomyopathy.

It starts giving up sometimes.

But then the pills keep it going.

I scared you for no reason.

All right, come...

prepare dinner with me.

You'll have to help me today. Come.

Rest for a while, I'll get started.

It's been so long since I cooked with someone.

I told you to rest.

It's okay, I'm fine.

Tara.

Aren't you going to wash your hands first?

Go wash your hands first.

No, I won't! I don't want anything!

What's that anger all about?

They make fun of me at school.

They say I'm mad.

Why do they say that?

Because they don't understand.

Nobody understands except you.

When I tell someone...

that butterflies made of light swirl around me...

And I hear music...

Even in silence...

And when I look at myself in the mirror...

I feel like I'm someone else...

When I tell them all this...

they laugh at me.

Tara, not everybody can understand you.

So you'll feel alone at times.

But you are not.

Light is always with you.

And one day...

You will find someone...

Who will understand you.

Really?

Really.

Tara,

wait a minute.

What happened?

All okay?

Look,

I have no right to intrude

but I wish you'd be a little more considerate.

Meaning? I didn't get you.

You left a copy of your visa application back home.

That's how your father found your booking details.

He found my number and called me.

I don't want to talk to him.

I'm sorry, Tara, but he requested.

They're still on call.

This is not fair, aunty.

I'm sorry.

Tara, you're not answering our calls.

You won't reply to our messages.

You have no clue what we are going through.

What's done is done, dear.

Don't be mad.

We'll be there in a few days.

Don't loiter alone, Tara.

It's a new place.

You should be careful.

I've informed Devi...

What did you tell her?

That I should be locked up here too?

You never let me live freely.

For the first time I did something I wanted

and you're stopping me again!

I can't remain shackled anymore.

I don't want to talk to you.

You were right.

You have no right to intrude.

I'm a guest at your home stay,

nothing more.

If you don't like it this way...

I'll find another place.

Mad at the beautiful view too?

It's waiting for you...

...and you won't even glance at it.

I don't know what I'm mad at.

What is freedom, really?

Every time my parents stopped me from going somewhere

or controlled my decisions

All I wanted was to be free.

I wanted to decide for myself

and visit new places.

Now that I'm doing it

I should feel free, right?

But I don't!

It feels like I'm still trapped

because I can't help thinking

that I'm selfish.

I'm hurting my parents.

They love me

and are worried about me.

I didn't want to hurt them, Akash

And love? Love sets us free, right?

Then why am I suffocating?

They just don't understand.

How do I tell them

this is important to me?

I want to explore myself.

But now I'm ridden with guilt.

What do I do then?

It's true that love sets you free

but human love is but a reflection

Of what love really is.

People are connected across many lives

through changing identities

bearing unimaginable burdens.

No wonder human love

gets overwhelmed by emotions.

It's okay to be confused.

This is not easy.

Always remember,

love and emotions are not the same.

Love empowers you to achieve your dreams.

It doesn't shackle you.

Your parents don't get it now

but if you understand them

you won't feel sad.

For all you know they might understand you eventually.

Now is not the time to worry.

You are anyway doing

what you wanted to.

So enjoy it.

How do you know these things so well?

You will, too.

When you get to know yourself, you will know everything.

I'm getting to know you, for now.

It's the same thing. What do you think?

You and I

are different?

You can tell it, I'm not mad at it anymore.

How is the castle?

Your special place...

It's special indeed.

You bet.

Chillon Castle. Beautiful, right?

Feel like staying here?

I wish I could just keep it for myself.

So many desires!

Oh my god! It's the same courtyard.

There's a moment in the novel

where the two of them have a dance here.

I always imagined myself doing the same.

I love those ballroom dances, and that too here!

Any other desire?

Can't even think of one right now.

Feels like I want nothing any more.

Wish we could all be like this, forever.

To think of it,

this too is a desire!

There will come a time

When this one will be gone too.

What will it be like then?

You'll see.

Where to next?

Another place tomorrow, even more special.

They say you get the best view of Kleine Scheidegg from here.

Oh my god! What is this place?

The book gives a beautiful description of this place.

But I could never imagine it would be like this really.

If words were enough...

To describe this creation,...

perhaps we too would be characters living on the pages of some book.

Indeed.

It's not just about the beauty

it's deeper. There's something about this place.

It's something else.

Tara, you know,

there exists a world of light.

A veil separates it...

from this world.

And at some places the veil is thin.

In the book, when they come here...

they realise...

That they are in love.

And then...

Shortly after that they learn something.

That they can never be together.

But in my version of the ending...

They will always be together.

Your version?

I told you I found this book lying somewhere.

The last few pages were never there.

So there's no ending.

So, I thought...

That I'll think of my own version of it.

And in that ending...

They will be together forever.

If you love someone deeply enough...

It doesn't matter if they are near or far...

Because they are always with you.

Such a peaceful church!

I didn't feel like leaving.

You haven't told me yet.

What?

Why can't they be together in the book?

How do I explain this?

Well, the hero in this story, he is not a human.

What do you mean?

I mean, he's an angel.

He's not of this world.

Oh my god!

I feel like having ice cream again.

Shall we? There's a shop nearby.

Let's eat. Come.

What happened?

Still don't want one?

No problem, I'll have your share too.

Okay?

Nothing will happen to you.

What happened?

What just happened?

You're okay now.

You're okay.

- Ma'am? - You're fine.

Ma'am, are you okay?

- Akash! - What happened to you?

What are you looking at?

There's no one there, ma'am. Are you hurt?

We have to go to a hospital.

Can you stand up?

Can you stand up?

Okay.

You should go to a hospital.

Ma'am, can you walk?

Tara?

Aunty, I'm unwell.

Please have breakfast. I won't be able to join you.

Tara, I shouldn't have done that.

I overstepped and I upset you.

Maybe that's why you were distracted...

and met with an accident.

Thank god you're safe.

Had something happened to you

I'd be sorry forever.

Don't say that, aunty.

Actually, I lashed out.

Wait, I'll come out.

No, you take rest.

I don't know why...

I feel like you're my own.

As if we have an old connection.

That's all.

What are you?

That's hard to explain, Tara.

Lying was easy, wasn't it?

I never lied to you.

- I never can. - But you hid things.

- That's not true, Tara. - Then what is?

Are you a ghost?

Then what are you?

It doesn't matter what I am...

...when you know who I am.

You're not from this world.

Right?

But you look like a human.

Because I was once. A human.

When a caterpillar reaches...

the end of its crawling life,...

...it shuts itself in a cocoon.

Then it emerges as a butterfly

soaring to the skies.

It stays the same within but the world around changes.

Our journey is somewhat like that.

Tara, there are many worlds beyond this one.

After living countless lives here

there comes a time

When you yearn for the Truth so badly...

That it becomes your sole purpose.

The time arrives to take off like a butterfly.

And then?

Then we leave the mortal coil behind

to join the world of light

which is all around us...

Even right here, right now.

You mean light beings

astral beings, angels and all really exist?

Were you a human like me once?

Who were you?

Where were you?

I remember the last moments of that life

like a distant dream.

I yearned so much for the light...

...that I became a part of that world.

Why did you come back here?

I don't know.

I was sent here for a reason that I don't know yet.

While I was there, I was aware of everything in this world...

Of every gust of wind, every thought in every mind.

But the day I was sent back here, I lost it all.

And then I met you.

Nobody could see me

but you did.

You heard my voice.

You could touch me.

The reason that brought me here

has something to do with you.

Is that why you followed me that night?

Whatever that reason is...

I was just a means to find that out?

Next day I asked you to come along.

Do you know why?

Why did I like your company?

Do you understand...

What kind of feelings I have for you now?

Now you're saying you're not a human!

What do I do with this?

You will fulfill your purpose and go back to your world.

And what about me?

I'm not a human

but my love wasn't fake, Tara.

Even your pain feels like my own.

That's easy to say...

But I'm the one who gets left behind, alone.

I always thought

That I would write the ending to my story myself. I was wrong.

Guess it'll remain incomplete, just like the book.

Maybe your purpose is connected to that book,...

...and not me.

Maybe that story is really about us.

It was published in Zurich.

Find the missing pages

and you'll find your purpose.

Will you come along?

Devi aunty, can we talk?

Just a minute, dear.

If you love someone deeply,...

and you know they can never be yours...

Then how do you convince yourself...

that they are not meant for you?

You met someone here.

Right?

I wish I hadn't.

When someone leaves

how do you go on without them?

How do you live all alone here?

Is there ever a choice?

We have to carry on.

Is it possible to forget them?

Not really.

But I will never forgive him.

You'll have to try, while you still have time.

Regret is far more painful than loss.

Forgiving others is easy

but forgiving yourself...

...is very difficult.

Why do you keep coming back?

Our paths are connected, Tara.

We didn't meet by co-incidence.

We must find out the reason behind this, together.

Trust me, our story is much bigger than this.

You must rise above this pain, Tara.

Fine, I'll do this

so you can return to your realm

and leave me alone.

You bring me nothing but tears.

We'll look for the publishing house in Zurich tomorrow.

We'll surely find something there.

It's just a printing press. Seems like it was shut down.

Doesn't look like Hans Publications.

This can't be it.

Excuse me, uncle.

Uncle? I'm not your uncle.

Excuse me, by any chance do you own

Hans publications?

I just have few questions.

I'll answer your questions

if you buy me a drink.

So, Mr Wagner,

why did you close the publishing business?

I had so many plans.

All those authors they looked up to me.

I could make their lives.

I had power over their words.

And then everything ended because of him.

- Him? - That Indian man.

Had a strange name I could never pronounce.

- Brahmananda. - Yes, that's it.

I never should've listened to him.

Somehow I did.

He got his manuscript and told me to publish it.

And I just couldn't refuse.

It still feels strange.

I'd been careful about which books to publish.

And here was this man

and I kept doing what he wanted.

Somehow I felt good doing it.

I felt happy.

But it was all a ruse.

Hardly any copies sold.

Even the other books I had my hopes on, they all failed.

It was as if this man

took all my happiness away with him.

I just know it in my bones.

I started a printing press but that got shut down too.

So here I am.

Do you know where he is now?

When he left, he told me he was going to

Morcote.

Where exactly in Morcote? Ask him.

I don't think he knows.

Can you say something to him for me?

Mr Wagner,

sometimes things get taken away from us

and it makes us very angry.

But that's when we lose what really matters.

We lose ourselves.

And I hope...

you find yourself someday.

Amazing view, isn't it?

What a lovely day!

Do you mind if I take this seat?

No, I prefer to sit alone.

Have a nice trip.

I don't wanna get bored sitting here for hours.

Say something.

What do you want to hear?

What's your world like?

How is life over there?

If I can call it life.

Everything over there is made of light.

Air, food, money...

They mean nothing there.

If someone wants a flower

They just have to think of it, and it's there.

Forget a flower, a whole garden can be conjured...

with a single thought. And when they're done...

They can just think it all away.

- Rubbish! - It's true.

Over here, there's fish in the sea...

Birds in the air...

...and people on the land.

Similarly, there are different places there.

It's a whole world, Tara, much bigger than this one.

After one dies and before reincarnating,

The soul goes there for some time.

Then their unfinished deeds...

and desires from many lives...

...pull them back into this world.

What happened? Grandma?

Is she there too?

I don't know.

But if she's there,

she can see you.

It's almost as if she is with you.

Will I ever

see her again?

We'll all meet again in the light, some day.

And we'll remember everything.

Even this moment.

Excuse me, do you know any Indian man living around here?

I think he lives there. You can go up from that side.

- Good evening. - Yeah?

Are you Mr. Brahmananda?

Where have you come from?

Vevey.

Why are you looking for him?

I have some questions.

I heard he lives here in Morcote.

- Are you... - That's not him.

But he knows something for sure.

Come in.

Come.

Sit inside.

Here's some fresh fruit juice.

Have it, you'll like it.

The one you're looking for is at the same place you came from.

What?

And I...

I am like a pit stop in your journey.

It's my responsibility to help you reach your destination.

My name is Hanumant.

So, you're looking for answers, huh?

I have some questions for him. Yes. Perhaps you could help me with some...

Oh, the answers only come from Him.

Tara, he was already expecting you.

Ask him how they know each other.

How do you know him?

Oh my!

It's getting late. I must prepare the telescope.

It takes a long time.

I'll get started. Join me when you're done.

Okay?

Come up to the shed.

- Okay? - Telescope?

Jupiter. Also known as 'Guru'.

It's round like the earth

but so different.

No mountains, no land, nothing.

It's made of gas.

Looks solid, but it's as solid as light.

Got it? So, what were you asking?

How do I know him?

I asked myself that

when we first met.

How do I know him?

When I met him,...

it felt like I knew him since many years.

When was this?

You must've been very young back then.

I wasn't in good shape.

Sandhya had died

due to cancer.

Sandhya was...

Sandhya was...

She was everything to me. What's it they say?

Love of life!

We owned a small restaurant here in Switzerland.

We ran it together.

I'm sure it was devastating.

I Felt, there was no reason to live any more.

I felt like jumping in the same river

where I immersed Sandhya's ashes.

That way we'd still be together.

I was heartbroken

one day I stood at the edge, about to jump...

but a voice stopped me.

It was Brahmananda.

He looked at the river and said to me...

Hanumant,

if you keep floating away...

When will you be still?

There was something in that voice.

I stepped away from the river.

Until then I used to feel

that losing Sandhya had brought my life to a still.

But now I felt in that voice...

what stillness truly means.

Before he left,

he entrusted me with a duty.

What duty?

That after 17 years...

A girl will come looking for him.

And my job is to guide her to him.

Where will I find him?

Recently

you met a stranger.

Someone you felt close to.

Go to the place you first met him.

Feel the breeze

and follow its trail.

And you'll find Brahmananda.

Oh!

It's late.

I didn't even prepare dinner.

- I'll make something. - Listen, I...

You think I'll let you go back at this hour? No.

I'll prepare a room for you to sleep.

Sandhya had nice clothes.

You can take

whatever you like.

Tara, I'll go cook.

Gaze at the stars some more.

Okay?

What do you think? Who is Brahmananda?

How did he know about me?

Must be from your world.

What's the point of all this, Akash?

We all live and die like we are nothing.

Those who are with us today won't be there tomorrow.

I didn't even get to see my Grandma one last time,...

couldn't even talk to her or answer the phone?

Why does happiness turn to sorrow?

Why did God even create us?

Why do you think he made us?

Maybe God was lonely too.

What is God?

Ever existing.

Every conscious.

Every new bliss.

He's love.

He's joy.

And so much of it all.

Infinite love!

He needed someone to share it with.

Why does he give us sorrows then?

Tell me. When you have a beautiful dream,

do you feel like waking up?

No, right?

But you wake up instantly from a nightmare.

That's why sorrows are important, Tara.

There's no freedom without pain.

What good is this freedom

when I'll be alone again?

You won't be alone.

You won't see me

but I'll always be around.

Wagner and Hanumant, both of them lost everything.

Yet they're so different.

One is mad at the world while the other is free.

Everyone has this choice, Tara.

We get to choose our own paths.

Remember that.

Hand that over, will you?

I promised it once that I'll plant it myself.

It has a long journey ahead.

Journey?

I don't think that's him.

This man seems to be, you know...

That makes us alike.

You too are a bit...

Who are you?

Whom are you seeking?

The author of this book. Brahmananda.

How would you rate this book

on a scale of 5?

If it's more than 4 stars, then I'm the One.

Oh my God!

Finally recognised me!

It is you!

It is me.

I have some questions.

You'll let her ask all the questions?

You can see Akash?

What do I even ask...

...the One who already knows every question arising in every mind?

You always find me!

You show the path after all.

Hold on.

Why are you speaking in riddles?

It's not making any sense!

And you! I told you

he must be from your world.

You know quite a bit about me.

Yes, and about the other realm too.

Even so there are things I don't understand.

I don't get it.

How come you wrote our story years ago?

How did you know this would happen?

And those two people could see you

but not Akash. Why so?

I can see Akash.

Why did I find your book?

You want all answers at once?

Even Google can't be that fast.

You've created such a mystery.

You found this book

because you've known each other for many lives.

Your paths keep crossing

and completing each other.

Akash is back here to

complete an unfinished task.

He can't do it without you.

How do you know that?

Who are you?

Another question!

Do you want to know what will happen...

Once you find all the answers?

Do you want to know who you are?

Who are you?

Everything in this world

and every realm beyond this one

the world of light, the world of thought...

What is it really?

It is all you, Tara.

The entire universe is within you.

The day you realize who you are...

you will know me.

The story of the universe is etched on countless pages.

This book is but a small part of it.

You set out to find its ending.

But there is no such thing as an end.

There is no beginning, no end.

Why did you send me back here?

Because you'd made a promise to somebody.

And...

That person is still waiting for it to be fulfilled.

I'll be back in no time.

I promise. See you.

Go

and fulfil your promise.

Tara, we don't have much time. Let's go.

Where?

And what about him?

- Who is he really? - Tara.

What did you remember? Tell me.

'Mom, what are you scared of?'

'I'll be back by evening.'

'I heed you every time.'

'Can't you heed me once?'

'I'm telling you I'm not getting a good feeling today. Don't go.'

'It won't hurt if you don't work one day.'

'Fine, I won't. To hell with work.'

'Your intuition is most important.'

'Okay? I won't go.'

'Listen,'

'hope it won't be a huge loss if you don't go.'

'There's a new client, mom.'

'But it doesn't matter. Let it be.'

'Fine, you go.'

'Go on, really.'

- 'Sure? - Yes.'

'But be careful and come back soon.'

'Okay?'

'I'll be back in no time.'

'I promise.'

'I'll be back, okay?'

- 'I promise. - All right.'

I'll get going.

'You should say see you soon.'

- 'See you, mom. - Yes.'

I promised her I'll be back.

I've been sent back to fulfil that promise.

Devi aunty!

Oh my god!

Slowly get up.

Are you all right?

Slowly get up.

Your medicine?

You'll be okay.

No...

Here take this.

No...

- But... - Mom,

I'm right here with you.

Akash!

Yes, Akash is here to meet you.

He's back.

He has something to say.

He knows you've been

bearing this burden for 25 years.

But it's not your fault.

You're not to blame

for what happened.

Akash...

I wish I had stopped you.

We can't stop anything, mom.

Nothing at all.

I took too long to return.

I made you wait for too long.

And you're not even mad at me.

Mom,

it's time to return to the light.

Nothing will ever separate us in that light.

Is it time?

After you leave

I will wait for you

like she did.

You will have to come back again.

Why do you always leave those who love you?

I won't be back this time.

Because I'm not making that promise.

You promise me, Tara...

Let the light within you shine so brightly...

That nothing can stop you from embracing that world of light.

I will wait for you there.

But how will I see you...

when I'll miss you?

Tara,

the world will put doubts in your mind

But if you really believe...

you will feel my presence.

And there are some places where the veil is thin, remember?

Look for me with stillness in your gaze...

And you'll find me.

Please don't go.

I want you to be mine.

Why can't you be mine?

Does anything really belong to anyone?

Mom!

Dad.

Don't ever do this again, dear.

You have no idea how worried we got.

I have made all the arrangements.

We can leave after the funeral tomorrow.

I had booked your return ticket already.

Mom,

I can never see him again.

Vijay please, no.

Do we have any other option?

What do you mean?

You've had psychological issues since childhood.

You always saw things that don't exist.

People who didn't exist.

Doctors said it's schizophrenia.

That's why we never sent you alone anywhere.

We were always worried

lest something bad happen to you.

Akash and that author were just your imagination.

It's not real, Tara!

Your mind wove a story based on that book.

You don't understand!

Akash wasn't an illusion, dad.

He's right here.

Akash,

please show them

you're right here.

Akash, I just want you

to give me a sign.

I know you can hear me.

Akash!

I want to feel your presence, please Akash.

Akash, can you hear me?

Akash never existed.

But we do and always will.

Let go of me!

Tara.

Akash...

Akash!

Akash!

Akash...

Tell me

you are here.

Let me see you.

You'd said

The veil is thin here.

Please let me see you.

Let me see you.

Akash!

You won't see me...

But I'll always be around.

Look for me with stillness in your gaze, and you'll find me.