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(Children shouting)

Mini! Sir is coming!

Aah! - Can't you see that sir is coming?

Why did you hit me? - Because you hit me!

Let go off me! - How dare you hit me?

This is what you get for hitting me!

Fight! Fight! Fight!...

Why did you hit me?

Tell me!? - Let go!

Let me go!

Why did you hit me? - What is this?

What are you doing? Get up!

Why are you two fighting again?

Hadn't I warned you not to fight yesterday?

You naughty girl! Taking advantage of my affection?

Does my word mean nothing to you?

Sir, Mini hit me! - He hit me first!

Shut up! Not a word from either of you!

Go outside and kneel down. Get out!

You will stay there until I say otherwise.

Why are you all staring at me? Take your books out and read the poem.

I want you to learn it by heart!

You may begin.

Read the poem!

Our little river flows in graceful loops,

The summer heat dries her to a gentle trickle,

Both cart and cattle travel across with ease,

As her banks are high but her depths are shallow,

The sand bed glitters, no trace of mud,

The far bank shimmers with white Kash flowers,

Give it to me!

No! - You have to give it to me!

I saw it first! It's mine!

You have to give it to me!

(Door opens violently)

(Sounds of children running in to class)

Do you think some kids are hiding in that class?

(Kids playing inside the class)

Want to play with them?

Let's go! - Let's...

(Children's laughter)

Ma!

Today you will be told a story,

Of a flying paper ship,

On a painful afternoon,

The swings are empty and so is the playground,

The surroundings are moss ridden,

And so much is lying subdued in a corner,

What will happen if they look back?

This story is like an old exercise book,

Where walls are alive in a rotting classroom,

Toys get displaced with ease,

And the crickets refuse to heed all warnings,

The surroundings are moss ridden,

And so much is lying subdued in a corner,

What will happen if they look back?

Hey!

Move!

Strange...

Hello?

Move...

Why are you standing in the middle of the road! Move!

Don't touch my car! Move away from the vehicle!

What's the problem, Dada? - Don't you know how to cross a road?

No, actually I was searching...

What were you searching for in the middle of a busy road?

What's the matter? - One minute!

Why did you have to stop and search in front of my car?

What the Hell?

Hey! Didn't you hear me? Move aside!

Don' touch the car. - What happened here?

Nothing. Just get lost. And don't touch my car-

He won't touch your car. But could I see your license?

Sir, there is a big, red 'L' on my car.

I'm a learner, just started. This is a new car.

What can I do if someone walks in front of my car like a goat?

I had to break sharply!

Someone walked in front of your car like a goat, on a busy street, in the middle of the afternoon?

Where is the goat?

Right here-

She was... - Hmm?

Please move aside...

Can't understand it...

Wasn't the girl right here?

Sir, she was right here...

2001

What do you mean?

Fine.

'Shob Bhooturey' (Ghostly Affairs)

Shob Bhooturey(Ghostly Affairs) The only trustworthy ghost hunters.

Naveen Madhav Sen

From then on...

...no one dared to enter the tailor's locality.

Because people have found things like...

...decapitated heads and bones of the dead lying around.

People have become skeletons.

And these skeletons speak...

...like human beings.

And like humans they come out in the daylight.

Huh!

Ram, Ram, Babu.

Ram, Ram.

Who are you trying to scare, Dayaram?

I wasn't trying to scare anyone. I was just listening to the editor Sahib's-

Let it be! Just get to work.

The main door has been left open.

If any of the paintings get stolen, it will be a huge loss.

Go.

Dayaram, get on with it!

The new police inspector, Harihar Rao...

...was deep in sleep one night.

And just then, the old man who had died in the morning, appeared at his window and said...

...inspector you had inspected my entire body...

...but not my hand.

Harihar Rao was stunned!

And the talking skeleton burst out in to laughter...

Hee! Hee!...

Kripa Babu!

Hmm?

Please stop calling people to the office and telling them ghost stories.

What is the point of randomly scaring people?

Oh Aniket!

I got bored waiting for you.

I had asked him...

...to tell me a story.

I can't recognize you.

Kareem Ahmed. I'm an old friend of your father's.

I had called you the other day.

Yes, you had called me. But Baba had never mentioned you.

Of course he wouldn't.

After all, I am into construction and he is a magazine-

Listen, Mr.Ahmed. I still haven't been able to locate Baba's will.

Hmm.

Oh! I see...

Ok, then.

Hmm.

I'll be off.

Hmm.

Kripa Babu you-

Aniket?

Please don't take it the wrong way...

...but I have been privy to some gossip in the market.

About what?

Nothing bad, of course.

I heard that you are about to do something very good.

I heard you're shutting down your father's flop magazine business...

...and opening a computer centre?

It's not a computer centre.

Hey!

I'm trying to open up a web design company.

Where-

You can open whatever you like!

But do you think it's right to shut down your father's...

...beloved magazine?

Will you-

He is doing the right thing. He is a 100% correct!

Aniket, please search for the will.

Don't worry about a thing.

I will make all the arrangements to sell the place.

There is an old saying...

A dead elephant...

...is worth a million bucks.

Could we see some more of the house?

Hmm.

Oh my!

This is like a zamindar's house.

It's my great-great-grandfather's house.

It's very old. - Hmm.

That goes without saying.

The structure says it all.

If we could break the house and remodel...

Listen, doesn't the editor know where the will is?

He's such an old part of this business.

Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

You are just...

What's in this room?

Oh God! That's disgusting!

Aniket.This place is a real mess.

Looks like a haunted house!

Hey! Move!

Are you...

Aniket...

...he is number 7.

Hey! 7...

Why am I number 7?

It's nothing.

Those who have come here and thought about buying or breaking down this house...

...have never left alive.

And you are the cursed number 7!

Aniket? - Hmm?

I'll take my leave.

Contact me if you find the will.

We'll talk then. Ok?

What are you doing Kripa Babu?

Times are not good. And if you keep chasing away clients...

Why are you scaring people away?

I'm scaring them away? Me?

Well, you are scaring me by threatening to shut down your father's magazine!

I will shut it down! Because I'm not my father!

I don't believe in ghosts! I want to stay away from all of this.

How will we maintain-

Babu?

What is it now?

A madam has arrived.

What did you say your name was?

Nandini?

Wow! What a nice name.

Nandini.

Is it like the one from Raktakarabi (Red Oleander's)?

Ahem!

You expect me to believe that my father had written this letter?

And he had given it to you?

The letter was written on the 9th of January, 2016.

9th of Jan-

2 days after that...

My father passed away.

Were you aware of this?

Stop this! - Huh!

I am asking you something, so don't keep shut!

Do you know how much money I wasted because of you?

A brand new 2000 rupee note!

What? Why?

I know girls like you very well.

Aha! Why are you scolding her?

Did you know that my father, Naveen Madhav Sen, had passed away?

Nandini? - Yes?

No, I mean I cam here and-

Found out that he is dead?

Yes.

No, I mean, yes, I mean...

Why are you stuttering? Be clear!

Yes, tell us...

Please tell us?

Trust me, I really didn't know that he had passed away.

The letter had been written a long time ago...

...and there was no address mentioned.

I didn't know that this was his office.

I had seen the wanted ad for a web designer in the papers...

...so I came here and saw...

...his picture on the wall.

Brilliant!

And then you remembered, that my father had given you this letter?

Huh? No, no...

Can you believe it Kripadhar Babu?

Such a nice, made up story.

She's acting as if she always carries Baba's letter in her bag.

But- - Shut up!

Do you know how many web designers I have interviewed?

A minimum of a 150 people!

And you have come with this fake letter so that you may get the job!

You are very well informed! Impressive!

I swear, he was the one who had given me this letter.

Then what were you doing for all this while?

Aha! She said that she didn't have the address.

So you're saying, my father was dumb enough to give her an invitation without an address?

How do I explain it to you?

Please try.

Actually...

...when he had given me the letter...

...he didn't have the chance to write the address.

Strange- - Aah!

Relax!

Let her speak.

Why?

Why didn't he have the chance?

Night had nearly engulfed the forest, at the time.

A young girl's corpse was lying on the road.

She was wearing her wedding dress.

Slowly, the darkness encompassed the surroundings.

An aged man...

...with a torch and magnifying glass was searching for something around the corpse.

You won't find anything there.

I never hoped to find anything around a body,

which had been involved in a fatal accident.

It was not an accident.

It was a murder.

She had been murdered.

How did you know...

...that she didn't commit suicide in order to avoid marrying the man...

...chosen by her family?

Did you see her being murdered?

How then?

Why can't you understand...

...that she wants to tell you...

...how she was murdered?

Who?

I can't believe it.

That which I have struggled to attain for years...

...comes so easily to you.

You do not understand...

...the enormity of the power you possess.

Will you work with me?

Hmm.

Once he returned home, Baba became quiet.

Suddenly he got high fever.

He didn't even survive 3 nights.

The doctor said that he had a massive heart attack.

Kripa Babu? - Yes?

Check it again. Do you really know nothing about this letter?

Hire this girl as an intern for now.

Signed, Naveen Madhav Sen. Your father.

Date: 9th...

I really don't know anything about this letter.

But have you noticed something?

This letter seems to be addressed to me or you.

See here...

'Hire this girl'

Does that mean...

...that he knew he was going to die.

How can I believe that everything you are saying is true?

What can't you believe?

My father's handwriting.

Which is easy to forge.

And the story that you just narrated.

It's like any other cheap, horror comic.

Aha! It might be true.

Stories are inspired by real life. Isn't that so?

Could you please shut up!

Why can't you understand that she is an amazing actor?

She's trying to convince us that she can actually see ghosts.

What?

Can you really see ghosts?

If so, then we must cultivate you.

Look at how much you are willing to do for a job?

So, you are not taking me in?

Why should we?

To run your father's ghost magazine.

What did you say?

Ghost magazine.

You won't be able to shut it down.

Wait, wait.

Is my father whispering these words in your ear?

Why should he whisper?

He's sitting right in front of me.

In front of you?

In this room.

At this very moment.

He is saying these things to me.

Give me a minute...

Nandini...

...can you really see my boss?

Hmm.

Where?

Behind...

Behind who?

You.

The air has not been this heavy in a long time.

It reeks of death.

How long are you going to keep up this ghost story?

Who are you?

Nandini don't go. Wait, listen...

It is quite normal to be afraid.

It's not a matter of a few days.

The school has been closed for a month.

That's why I'm asking you for a solution.

You are the head of the village and the panchayat.

I don't know what to do.

I understand everything, Poritosh.

They are not letting the kids anywhere near the school.

Isn't it so, Chakravarty?

It's not just the school.

There are no kids in the village.

And they are not at fault.

If they see such things happening-

Why are you talking so much?

Why don't you discuss a possible solution with everyone?

I was saying...

...why don't we make a new school by the pond?

What are you saying?

My grandfather made this school.

Poritosh! Times have changed.

People aren't the same as they used to be.

And Chakravarty isn't wrong.

Look...

...the panchayat has land. So don't worry?

This school has been plagued by ghostly incidents.

I would suggest...

...calling an Ojha. Performing rituals and ceremonies.

They will scamper at the essence of the magic powder.

Right.

You want me to call an Ojha to the school?

What will the villagers learn?

If we-

Think about it.

Khogen and Chakravarty are not wrong.

Tch! The school cannot be shut indefinitely.

I am answerable for it, to my superiors.

A storm is on it's way.

Chakravarty? -Hmm?

Let's go.

The sky looks threatening.

Let's go... - Haran!

Haran, take this lantern...

...and escort them.

Sir, please do come again.

With your advice I may be able to...

Poritosh, think about what you can do for the school?

Go to Kolkata, if you must. - Kol...

Talk to the people there.

Ok?

I'll be on my way.

'Shob Bhooturey' (Ghostly Affairs)

Saheb, if I had not placed the bucket, then the place would have been flooded.

Thank you Dayaram.

Put these out to dry in the verandah.

If these are destroyed, then my heart will be heart broken.

Ok. - Ok.

Go, go.

Who is that? Why are you touching the almirah?

No...

All of you are good for nothing!

Since it had rained all night I thought that...

Do you think the water has seeped in to the almirah?

Don't go through the almirah unnecessarily.

Wait, there is something you could do.

There they are...

Go and give these to Dayaram. He is in the verandah.

Kripa Babu had anyone-

What is this?

Can't you see what is happening?

The entire room is flooded.

All our magazines are ruined.

You may get electrocuted if you touch the walls! - Excuse me.

I was talking about the girl. What is she doing-

You have called her, haven't you?

Why should I call her?

She left her umbrella behind.

Umbrella? - She came to take it back.

She is lying to us!

I called her home number in the morning...

...a woman received and said that I had called Preetilata Ladies Hostel.

What are you saying? This is disastrous.

But why did you call her? - I...

I had called to verify.

Don't stare at me like that. You should question that girl.

Why would she give the hostel's number and say it was her home?

The hostel is my home.

Have you found the file which contains your father's will?

Why should I tell-

One minute.

How did you know that I was looking for that file?

Why are you looking at me in that intimidating manner?

Have you found it?

No, I haven't.

If I had, I wouldn't have run to this broken down house in the midst of a storm.

You will have to come back to this house many a time.

What did you say?

The second shelf, of the third almirah in the press room.

What do you mean?

It's there.

What is there?

His will.

No! No! Not this one!

Not these ones either.

Not this one either...

Hey! That's the one. This is the file!

Come on! Open it!

You know how desperate I have been to find this...

How would I know that my father would keep such an important file in this old...

Anyway. I am a relieved man.

Now I can finally sell this house.

You will never be able to sell this house.

(Coughing)

Excuse me.

Is there anyone here by the name of Kripadhar?

Sir...

...please have some tea.

You've had such a long journey. And our Dayaram...

...makes very good ginger tea.

Could you please read this letter?

Letter?

Why don't you just tell us?

How can I?

When I don't believe any of it.

What do you not believe?

My school has been closed for quite a while.

Then go to the police.

Maybe the education ministry. What can we do?

Be patient Aniket! Sit down!

Let sir complete his story.

Sit down.

Why has your school been closed?

Because it is being haunted by ghosts.

(Child laughing)

Ghosts?

Have you seen these ghosts?

I mean, face to face?

Or have you felt them?

No.

Oh.

You haven't...

Ok then. Just write your story and we will publish it.

Story?

What story?

I am telling the truth.

The incidents that have taken place in the school are not fictitious.

Ok, then write the truth.

It'll be our cover story.

Here you go.

But I have heard that you are ghost hunters?

That you investigate such matters by going to the place of the incident.

That is all in the past.

Our Ram is no more.

And thus we no longer delve in to the Lanka of Ghosts.

Understand?

No.

But I do understand that...

...my school shall never be open again.

If such incidents persist then how could I possibly reopen it?

Could you tell us exactly what has happened at your school?

Think...

Just think about it.

2 children entered a classroom...

...to play.

One of them was found unconscious.

And the other one was...

The other one...

What happened to the other one?

Close down the school!...

I have nothing but this school.

Education illuminates the minds of men.

But our village seems to be drowning in darkness.

Please do something.

Please do something!

Please get the children back to my school!

Do not worry about it.

We do not know exactly what is haunting your school.

But we shall find out.

It is a matter of the welfare of a school.

We will not compromise.

Is that...

...a promise, sir?

Yes.

We shall go to your village tomorrow.

We will all go.

Could you come on the day after tomorrow?

Tomorrow there is a carnival in the neighbouring village.

So you won't get to meet and speak to everyone.

Ok. We shall go on the day after tomorrow.

I don't know how to thank you!

Wait! Let us do something first.

You have given me a renewed sense of confidence.

Thank you.

Sir...

Aniket. - Hmm?

Come here.

What are you doing?

How could you promise that you will reopen his school?

I know that you won't go.

So why are you dragging me in to this?

How do you know I won't go?

I will go for sure.

I will not let this school stay closed.

Are you that powerful?

Even your father could not make such promises.

But we can. - Hmm?

Why are you so scared?

We have someone who can see ghosts.

Congratulations!

Nandini, you now have a job.

Welcome to the 'Shob Bhooturey' universe. From now on-

What is this?

What do you have in your hand?

Let's see!

Did you make this?

No. Sir...

Gave it to you?

Yes.

So, a distressed old man made a paper plane and gave it to her?

Believe me- - Let it be! We've had enough.

I have understood you.

We will leave late at night tomorrow. Where should I pick you two up from?

Why late at night?

Because I said so. If you have a problem you can take the train.

Don't get angry- - Decide what you want to do.

Ok, ok...

Where should I pick you up from?

Nandini?

Writer's.

Thank you.

This is the best thing you could have...

...possibly done.

Now see, how I turn your luck around.

Have you checked the papers properly?

It shouldn't be difficult to transfer the house to me, should it?

No, no.

No problem at all.

And if problems do arise,

there are many ways to take care of it.

Isn't that so? - No, thank you.

Leave the will with me.

Let me run it by a professional.

Mr.Ahmed,

I have decided to wait till the release of the last edition of the magazine...

...before beginning any work on the house.

This sentiment is your biggest problem.

It's not sentiment...

...it's commitment.

I have made a commitment to myself.

The last issue of my father's magazine shall be released from that house.

Bye.

Hey! Aniket!

Aah!

Calm down.

If you are this scared of a human being in the light of day...

...what will you do if you meet a real ghost?

What else?

I will beg him to protect this house,

and brighten the future of our magazine.

We're leaving tonight. Are you ready?

Cancel it.

Why? Are you scared?

What will the two of us do there?

What about Nandini?

Nandini?

The bird has flown the coop.

What do you mean?

I have called her 36 times but her phone is switched off.

And everytime I call on the landline, I am made to hear these devotional songs!

Are you laughing at a time like this?

How can I not?

I have been continuously telling you that this girl is either lying or...

...hiding something.

As soon as she realised that we would ask her to locate ghosts for us...

...she fled.

So she just took us for a ride?

It's not that easy.

Hey! Where are you going?

To look for Nandini. Preetilata Ladies Hostel.

Huh?

Are you really agreeing with the village folk?

You are seeking the help of people from a magazine...

...who right bogus ghost stories.

You were the person who started our Science Club.

The one who inspired us to fight against ignorance and prejudice.

Go home Robin.

It's getting late.

Sir, it's been 3 years since the incident.

Will you still not let it go?

I didn't do it on purpose-

No one does, Robin.

Things just happen.

Now go. I have a lot of work to do.

Do you not want my advice?

Can't you see the result of your advice?

Leave. And don't you ever come back.

Robin?

This is for you.

A gift.

A paper plane...

Robin, we must all...

...pay for our sins.

Nandini?

Nandini!

Are you looking for someone?

Is there a ladies hostel nearby?

Ladies hostel?

Preetilata Ladies Hostel?

Why are you looking for a ladies hostel in a graveyard?

Can you see any buildings around this place?

I've been working here for 30 years.

Could you take a look at this address?

There's a phone number too.

This is the address for the graveyard.

But this is not our phone number.

It belongs to someone else.

Someone else?

(Door opens)

Who's there?

(Children laughing)

Who was that?

Who goes there?

Who are you?

Tell me!

Who is talking?

Tell me!

Our little river flows in graceful loops,

The summer heat dries her to a gentle trickle,

Both cart and cattle travel across with ease,

As her banks are dry but her depths are shallow.

The sand bed glitters, no trace of mud,

The far bank shimmers with white Kash flowers,

Where the mynas chirp all day,

And the jackal calls at night.

Ma, I am absoluely fine.

Have you forgotten that I stayed at the hostel by myself?

Hmm.

Yes, I am heating up my dinner.

Do you know what your problem is?

You cook too much food for me.

How can someone eat so much? Most of it will go to waste.

Hmm.

Stay with your brother for as long as you want.

Call me when you feel like coming back and I'll pick you up.

Anyway, it's very late and you should get some sleep.

See you. Good night.

(Bell rings)

(Clock strikes 12)

(Bell rings)

What are you doing here so late at night?

He couldn't find your new house.

Who?

Father!

Hello, Kripa Babu.

You really sleep like a corpse!

Why are you making me wait on the road in the middle of the night?

I'm sorry. Just give me 10 minutes.

Sorry, sorry.

I really didn't think that you would come all the way to Writer's for this girl.

I had to see whether this ghost whisperer kept her word.

Hey!

Nandini...

...why are you standing in the middle of the road?

This is exactly where she stands every time.

Why didn't you come to office yesterday? Where were you?

I was at the hostel.

Hostel?

I was feeling a little under the weather.

Oh really?

Is that why you had switched off your mobile phone?

And that music on your landline...

And...

She is capable of a lot more.

Isn't that so, Nandini?

No.

What are you trying to say?

I really don't get it.

Don't you dare say a word!

You are a fraud!

You submitted a false CV.

A false address.

And a fake phone number! I could have you arrested!

What's going on here?

Sir, you're here? What a pleasant surpise.

Did another goat jump in front of your car today?

Is that why you have parked your car in the middle of the road?

Should I write up a late night fine?

No, no, sir. No fine.

Everything is fine.

She is...

...a friend of mine.

An old friend. We've met after quite a while so...

Isn't that so, Nandini?

Nandini?

Hmm?

Yes, we are friends.

And...

...he is our local guardian. We had come out to get some air.

Uncle!

Uncle? - Get inside the car.

Uncle? - Get in!

Thank you, sir. Bye.

What are you really up to?

3 Bengalis out in the middle of the night, just to get some air...

Even a mad man won't believe this story.

Do you still not get it?

A new adventure is about to begin.

Were you shocked at the fact that I called you my friend?

Pretending to be friends is a better option than having to pay 2000 rupees.

What do you say, Nandini?

Oh shit! - Hey!

Did we fall in to a ditch?

Was there an accident?

Please drive a little slower.

I'm very scared of speeding cars.

What's wrong?

Why are you staring at me like that?

Where were you?

Are you going blind?

She has been sitting next to you the entire time!

No. She wasn't here a second ago.

What's wrong with you Aniket?

Is the lack of sleep making you hallucinate?

What you are saying is absurd!

We're not trying to become ghosts, we're trying to find them.

Why don't you understand?

Nandini is continuously lying to us.

If one lies for the well being of another...

...then that lie should be considered to be the truth.

Exactly!

So you lied about my father's letter in order to get a job for yourself.

You guessed the location of my father's will and got lucky.

You think that I lied?

Everyone always assumed that I was lying.

They never considered...

...that what this little girl was seeing...

...and hearing may be real.

While...

...their assumptions...

...were wrong.

Nandini?

Come here.

Come on. Don't you want to hear a story?

Ever since then...

...I kept seeing things that I didn't want to.

And things I didn't want to hear...

...kept...

...haunting me in whispers.

Without respite.

Is this a new story?

Wrong!

Are you talking about the story?

No, the road.

This is not the way to Kusumpur.

What?

How did you know?

I mean could you please explain it to us?

Huh?

No need to be so formal.

And if you drive in the wrong direction...

...you will not be able to keep your promise.

Don't change the subject!

How do you know the way to Kusumpur?

How did the plane tell you which way to go?

This looks like a map.

What?

Drawn by a child.

This map contains the directions to Kusumpur.

Kusumpur

Brother...

...could you tell me the way to Kusumpur School?

Oh my!

Don't they understand Bengali?

Or can't they speak?

Wait. I'll take care of it. You are absolutely useless.

Brothers...

...this is Kusumpur, isn't it?

Where is the primary school?

This is Kusumpur, right?

Where is Kusumpur Primary School?

Oh!

The Babus have come from Kolkata to witness death.

Death?

Yes!

Death at the hands of ghosts.

Even the headmaster is dead.

Sir?

That's the way to the school.

What's this?

Nandini...

Why is she wandering about alone in this unknown place?

Nandini!

Nandini?

Hey Nandini!

Nandini...

Where are you going?

To the school.

The school?

You know the way?

Yes.

You take the first right and then a left.

This wasn't in the map.

How did you know?

Well...

...a little girl showed me the way.

Which little girl?

There she is...

Can't you see her?

Kusumpur Primary School Est. 1947

Don't move any further forward!

I am warning you!

What is the matter-

Move aside!

Who are you?

My name is Aniket Sen. We have come here from Kolkata.

Take care of that side!

Media?

You guys have already got the news?

We found out after entering the village.

Actually, sir had asked us to come here today.

Sir had asked you to come?

How did you know him? Old student?

No, no. We run a magazine.

Called Shob Bhooturey.

Shob Bhooturey? - Yes.

We've heard that this school has been shut down because it is haunted?

It isn't haunted, it has been besieged by ghosts.

The dead body is right there. You could check it out.

Thank you sir.

Nandini...

South West...

Legs pointing North-West...

Looking towards Mercury...

So...

...it looks like you are really getting in to the case.

I need to know who could murder...

...such an innocent man.

This is not a murder.

Sir, has not been murdered.

How do you know?

Intuition.

What are you doing?

Why are you walking around the dead body like this?

Just because I allowed you in, it doesn't mean that you can walk all over the body.

After all, it is a murder case!

This is not a murder. - Huh?

Sir, has not been murdered.

Nandini...

Uh-huh!

How did you know that sir has not been murdered?

She is making a calculated guess.

It's not a guess.

It's the truth.

How do you know that?

Let me explain.

I think Nandini...

...is basing her conclusion on the position of the body.

The position of his legs makes it seem that...

...on his way out of class he may have somehow-

-got scared and died.

Is this what you want to say?

Did you know sir?

Do you know how brave he was?

Who are they?

Robin, they are from the magazine 'Shob Bhooturey'.

Oh.

The ones who study ghosts?

Absolutely bogus.

Since you have come here, you may observe and write what you feel.

But if anything goes wrong- - No, no.

Why should we do anything wrong?

We will write a Bengali ghost story. Understand?

Shut up!

I know your kind.

But there are a lot of things that we don not know.

What do you mean?

When you left the school yesterday...

...why didn't you take sir with you?

You knew that there was no one in the village.

Why did you leave him alone?

What?

Robin, had you come to meet the headmaster yesterday?

Yes.

I had.

Is there anything else you would like to know?

Make sure that they don't stay for long.

Please sit in the car.

And don't move around much before the body has been taken away.

What are you doing?

Not everyone is like Kripa Babu and me.

They won't believe your strange stories.

Why are you tring to get in to legal trouble?

In order to keep your promise to sir.

Listen I-

Kripa Babu, we need to speak to Robin.

That goon?

We need to coax him in to allowing us to investigate.

Let's go.

Robin Babu...

This was sir's room.

This is where he lived.

He was a bachelor and...

...the school was his life.

The school was the only place liked.

How...

...am I supposed to take him away?

Please don't mind what Nandini said.

She's actually a little... - No, no...

I...

...face many such people while running my organisation.

Kripa Babu? - Yes?

Have you noticed something?

What?

There are no batch pictures post the year 2013.

Yes, you're right.

Why is that, Robin Babu?

Robin?

One minute.

A paper plane?

What?

He really loved kids,

didn't he?

Aniket...

...could you take a picture of me with the plane?

Kripa Babu...

...just keep my camera with you.

I'll be right back.

One minute.

What the-

What happened?

Hey Aniket!

(Engine starts)

(Door banging)

What are you doing up here?

Someone is trapped in this room.

They are banging on the door.

They are banging on the door.

This room? -They are banging on the door.

You are rambling like a mad person!

They were banging on the door.

No one comes here, sister.

Not even us.

Don't stay here. Let's leave.

But this room- - One minute!

Have you seen this lock?

It has rusted.

No one has been here for a long time!

And you are searching for ghosts in there!

Don't take their names in vain.

No one knows what may happen.

Nandini, that's Sadhana.

She prepares the mid-day meal at the school.

This room has not been opened for a long time.

Please leave this place.

No one is allowed here.

But...

...a child...a little girl showed me the way.

A child!

Nan-

You were an ex-student.

So could you tell me...

...why that side of the school is broken?

Has it not been maintained or...

I do have answers to all your questions.

But it will take time.

I have all the time in the world.

But I don't.

The body has been taken away.

So I need to go the morgue.

And inform his relatives.

I had promised sir that I would reopen his school.

Hmm?

The villagers couldn't do it.

Robin Chatterjee couldn't do it.

And you people from Kolkata...

...think you can reopen the school?

Great.

Good.

Then you must wait.

Sadhana...

...please escort them to my house.

We could eat lunch together.

See you.

Aniket!

Aniket...

What's wrong?

In all my years, I've never seen anything like it.

Be clear! And why are you so agitated?

I have good reason to be.

I took so many notes, made so many calculations and now...

...I see that all the pages have disappeared.

Every single one.

Maybe a goat ate them up.

It's not funny. The air in this village...

...points to the fact that something will happen today.

It feels like a presence is pulling me down.

Weren't you a ghost hunter?

Yes.

Someone who is so determined to keep the magazine going...

...shouldn't get scared so easily.

We are not prepared.

You never were.

Else this magazine would not have been in this sorry state.

Where is my camera?

Camera?

How will I know where your camera is?

Oof!

I had given it to you! How could-

Nandini? - Hmm?

Could you please check...

...where Kripa Babu has left my camera?

We should leave this place!

Why don't you understand?

Do you understand what I do?

What?

Have you seen any children in the village?

A single child?

No, I haven't.

So, Aniket...how is Nandini seeing them?

Mother...

Oh Mother...

...could you take her picture?

They don't do a thing.

They just die every moment.

Just take one picture!

There...

...the girl is lying there.

Aniket!

Nandini?

Nandini?

What's wrong?

She was there...

He returned from school with a fever.

He doesn't talk or eat properly.

What had happened?

What had he seen?

He hasn't said a word.

He has become completely speechless.

I found out from others that...

...the headmaster had thrown them out of class.

Did he punish the kids on a regular basis?

I mean, did he hit them or...

No, no. He never hit them.

He loved the children.

But he was strict.

We all trusted him with our children.

But then such horrible things happened.

I can't speak of them in front of my child.

But atleast he is still alive.

The other one...

...seemed to have been scared to death.

Are you talking about Mini?

Yes.

I will take you to Malati's house.

Mini's mother.

You can see what has happened to her.

Come along.

This way.

I have prayed at many a temple.

Have made so many offerings...

She wants to speak to you.

No!

What has happened?

What's wrong?

Your son...

...was talking.

What are you saying?

He was! Please believe me!

Please tell me the truth.

Why were you screaming?

How will you reopen the school if you are scared so easily?

Sohagi's mother! Please look after Photik!

We are going to Malati's house.

Come along now.

Come.

What did you see?

Nothing.

You are lying to me again.

If you think I'm lying all the time why do you think that I can see things?

Because I have seen my father.

I have visited many a village with him in my childhood.

You are behaving like him.

My father believed that he could see ghosts.

And feel them.

Can you see someone?

What are you talking about?

Can you see someone who only you can see?

The one who was guiding you.

The one you saw inside the classroom.

The one who you saw at Photik's house.

Is she around you?

Where?

She will not let you be.

If you do not befriend her...

...we will not be able to reopen the school.

Come.

Malati...

...these people have come from the city.

Why are you so scared?

They want to publish pictures of Mini.

They want pictures.

Malati?

Oh Malati?

They want to write about Mini.

We represent the magazine 'Shob Bhooturey'.

It would really help if you could give us some insight...

She has gone mad.

Don't ask her questions.

She won't answer.

Please leave!...

They have come from so far away.

They want to know everything. Why won't you tell them?

Tell them that we have nothing to say.

If none of you help us...

...then how will we reopen the school?

What can we do about it?

My daughter was very lively.

But on that fateful day she didn't return from school.

And that's my wife.

She has gone mad ever since.

She works like a machine and talks to the wind.

Please leave!

Don't delay.

If the villagers see you here-

What will they do? Tell me!

What will they do?

Everyone is fuming on the inside.

The Panchayat has told us not to talk to anyone.

Especially since the kids died in the school a few years back.

What? Which kids?

You've been here all morning. How do you not know this?

Because no one is saying anything.

Oh.

That's why Sadhana has got you here?

She assumed that I would tell you everything?

No, no, it's not Sadhana's fault.

We wanted to come to your house.

We want to reopen the school.

We want the children to return to the village.

Will you be able to do it?

Will you be able to return my daughter to me?

Will you be able to make my wife smile again?

Can you do it?

No...

None of you can.

Kali...

...don't you want to protect the other children...

...from that which has harmed Mini and Photik?

I do.

From the bottom of my heart.

Tell me what I have to do.

Just tell us what everyone else is too afraid to say.

Ok...

...I shall narrate to you, the dreadful tale.

The school terrace was broken.

Everyone knew about it.

Ask Sadhana if you wish.

It had been fixed. Donations were collected from across the village.

But no one cared much about how it was being fixed.

Even the headmaster was not very concerned.

He thought that nothing would go wrong.

He had sent a few children to the room upstairs as a punishment.

It was a stormy day.

And the headmaster walked in to the room to find...

What's this?

What are you doing?

Tearing books to make paper planes?

Is this what you do when you are punished?

You are desecrating Ma Saraswati.(Goddess of Education)

Do you have no respect for me at all?

Wait...

Give me your planes.

Give them to me.

Give them all...

Hand them over.

From today your toys shall be locked away in this box.

They shall not be free until you all study properly.

Get out! Get out of my room!

Get out!

Make it quick!

Come with me.

Come!

Hurry up!

Go and stand outside.

Hold your ears.

Don't you dare step out until I say so!

Little rascals!

Aah!

How terrible.

How could the headmaster give these little children such a harsh punishment?

How many children died that day?

4.

This village is cursed.

It's cursed!

Leave this place!

My child is gone.

Then two of us are trying to survive.

Please leave!

Sadhana, take them away!

Come...

Come to me...

Leave this place!

In this village the air is poisonous.

The food is poisonous.

My daughter was starving when she died.

So she comes for lunch everyday.

She can't eat because you are here.

Go away!

Go away!

Go away!

What's wrong?

It looks like madam isn't hungry.

You were right.

The initial reports suggest that sir wasn't murdered.

He had a massive heart attack.

You must be a relieved man.

Death always brings sadness.

That is true.

But the saddest story is that of the children being crushed by the broken terrace.

I heard that it was newly constructed.

Yes, it was a slipshod job.

Cheap as well.

Why did you do such a slipshod job, Robin Babu?

What are you saying?

I didn't fix it.

Are you sure you didn't?

I mean, sir had asked a friend of mine to do it.

Me, my friend and this company.

What about the Tara Ma Builders calendar in your house?

Isn't it yours?

I don't own it.

It unofficially belongs to a friend of mine.

Such a small mistake has led to...

Sir really-

-loved your friend.

That he did.

So you and your friend fixed the roof?

Yes, we did.

But I had warned sir.

I had told him not to fix it during the monsoons.

Since sir didn't listen to you, you meddled with the ratio of sand and cement?

What are you saying?

Do you know what you are saying?

Listen, this is my house.

And you are my guests.

I admit that it was a mistake.

Just let it go.

Please eat.

What is the point of digging up these skeletons in my closet?

The terrace broke down.

So many children died.

But no one took responsibility for it.

No one said sorry.

You can't keep this paper plane, Robin Babu.

What are you saying?

It is the only thing I have to remember sir by.

But this belongs to them.

They want to play with it.

Who?

Who wants to play with it?

Them.

They are all standing there.

Can't you see them?

There they are.

They are staring at your paper plane.

It belongs to them.

They want to play with it.

Can't you see them?

Can't you see them?

What are you saying? There is no one at the door!

Kripa Babu... - There's no one there.

You can smell ghosts, can't you?

Can't you see them?

They're right there! Can't you see them?

Nandini, I can't see anything.

Aniket, your father could see everything!

Can't you see them?

They're standing right there.

Nandini, there's no one there! - Can't you see them?

There's no one there!

Give them the plane and they will leave.

They will leave. And they won't hurt anyone!

Give them the paper plane.

Give them the paper plane!

They won't hurt anyone!

They will leave...

Nandini?

Someone please say sorry for their death.

Please say sorry to them.

Give them the plane...

Say sorry... - Nandini?

What's wrong? - Nandini...

Madam? - Get some water!

High fever.

Put some water on her head.

We need to get some medicines.

The weather doesn't look too good.

Get them when the rain recedes.

But you must get them!

I'll get them in my car.

Aniket...

...I can still get many a villager to answer to my call.

You should be with her.

And I will arrange the medicines.

Doctor? - Hmm?

If we leave with her in my car, we could make it back to Kolkata.

Uh-huh. The patient is in a pretty bad condition.

And the weather is terrible.

And the roads here are terrible.

How are you related to the patient?

Is she a part of your family?

Ok. You should do one thing.

Inform the people in her household. She may be epileptic.

If the seizures increase-

Doctor, we don't know how to contact her family.

Oh. Ok. Let's start with the medication and take it from there.

Come along. - Let's go.

Do you want to talk to me?

Do you want to talk to me?

Do you want to talk to me?...

Robin...

...the school is now cursed because of the sins that you committed.

I can never forgive you.

Meet me today if you can.

Regards, Poritosh Mukherjee.

I know why you have called me.

I am very grateful to you.

Because you continue to avoid this matter in the school board meetings.

But you are not only saving me.

You are saving yourself aswell.

Although the faulty terrace may have crushed them...

...you were the one who had sent them out there.

And that is the truth.

Whether you accept it or not.

I had trusted you, Robin.

Yes Ma, tell me?

Sorry. I haven't been able to call all day.

No-

Hold on for a minute.

One of us has fallen ill.

Nothing that serious. We will be off tomorrow morning.

I'll call you back later.

Nandini?

Nandini?

Our little river flows in graceful loops,

The summer heat dries her to a gentle trickle,

Both cart and cattle move across with ease,

Nandini!

What are you doing?

You could have died in the rain!

Mini brought me here.

(Door bangs)

Nandini!

Nandini!

Where are you going?

Open the door!...

Someone is trapped in this room! Please believe me!

Someone is trapped! Please open the door!

Open the door!

Come along.

Mini?

Hold this.

You were really suffering because your toys were locked away. Isn't it?

Here you go.

You can play now.

Take it!

Take it! - My plane!

Take it!

I have got my plane...

I have got my plane...

Mini?

Ma?

Ma?

Ma? - Photik?

Listen everyone! My son is talking!

Just hear him speak...

Kripa Babu please sit down.

Don't walk around so much. Your legs will start paining.

I am dying of anxiety!

Until you receive the phone call- - One minute.

Hello?

Hmm. - What?

Hmm.

Ok. Hmm.

What did they say Aniket?

It didn't happen.

Oh.

It didn't?

Ok. Then shut it down.

That was what you wanted.

Shut down your father's beloved magazine.

A magazine which has sold 1 lakh copies in a month...

...is pretty difficult to shut down.

1 lakh? - Yes,sir.

1 lakh copies!

This has never happened before!

But where is she?

Who?

Our writer. Your beloved Nandini.

How did she become my Nandini?

Aniket...

...do you remember how the two of you abandoned me on that stormy night?

There is no proper conclusion to the story.

The fact that the school has reopened with Robin as the chairman of the committee...

...is not mentioned in this story.

Nandini has not even finished the story!

I don't know whether you would be happy about the current state of affairs.

Your school is now being run by me.

My will is all that matters.

We must all pay for our sins.

Not really.

Robin?

Robin?

(Coughing)

Robin?