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'Last night I dreamt the same dream again.'

'Once again, it was me and her.'

'Lost in the shadows of the Lakeside Manor.'

'And Lakeside Manor still looked the same.'

'Trapped in the clutches of time.'

'Standing quiet in the dead of night.'

'Like someone who knows all the secrets'

'but is still silent.'

'As if it's saying to us:'

'Don't you miss me?'

'Even if we miss you, we can't help you.'

'We can't ever go back there.'

'But yes, we can certainly go back'

'to where this story began.'

'Hi, it's Valentine's Day.'

'And on this auspicious day'

'we're making a cute movie.'

'The heroine of this movie is in her beauty sleep.'

'Hi, Happy Valentine's Day.'

'Happy Valentine's Day.'

'Now, say cheese.'

'Why the camera?'

'Come on, come on, come on. It's okay.'

'You're looking so beautiful, right?'

'No, switch off the camera.'

'Okay, on one condition.'

'Say that you love me.'

'Okay, I love you.'

'Now shutdown the camera. - No.'

'Now say:'

'You will always be with me.'

'Yeah.'

'I'll always, always, always be with you.'

'You'll.. - Now turn it off.'

'You'll never leave me.'

'I will never leave you.'

'And… - Now shut it down.'

'Give me a nice kissy. - No.'

'No. - No.'

'No. - No.'

Hey, come on, you. - Expression was..

What the.. - ...priceless.

...over and over all again. - What nonsense!

It was like, it was mad, pal. - Yes.

We must go again.

What about Shekhar? Where is he? - His wife called.

Yeah! Poor guy. - Where's he going?

That's what she saying. Her husband is Indian.

Just come with me.

Excuse me. - Okay.

Those earrings..

Look at what your so called friend has done.

'Okay, I love you.'

'Now shut down the camera. - No.'

'Now say.. - Okay, I love you.'

'Just come. - Now shutdown the camera.'

See this.

'No. Now say:'

'You'll always be with me.'

'Okay, I love you.'

She's the bride..

No. - Oh, God.

'Now say:'

'I love you. - You'll always be..'

'Now shutdown the camera. - No.'

'Okay, I love you. - Now say..'

I'm sorry. - 'Now shut down the camera.'

'You'll always be..'

I'm not going to leave him. I won't spare him.

Sameer! Sameer!

Get up, you rascal. Get up!

I'm not going to leave you, rascal.

I'm not going to leave you.

You dog!

Sameer!

Stop it, Sameer!

Stop, Sameer. Stop!

Leave me, Simran! I won't spare him!

Let me handle this. - Rascal..

You finally showed your true colors!

You dog! - Stop it.

Rascal.

What a lowlife!

I'm not going to leave him.

Why did you do this, Kabir?

Why?

Do you enjoy doing this?

You dumped me and ruined my life.

You were happy marrying someone else.

I got the same happiness in ruining your marriage.

The whole world knows this dirty secret.

You made promises to me and married someone else.

Unfaithful Simran.

If proving me unfaithful makes you happy

then okay, I am unfaithful.

But what about being unfaithful to yourself?

Won't you celebrate that?

You fought with your parents

and broke all ties with them.

You betrayed that relationship.

You wrote a book

but didn't finish the other three.

You were never faithful to your profession.

Every year, you promised to marry me

and then each year you betrayed your promise.

You're an incomplete man, Kabir.

You could never complete anything in life.

The truth is that my marriage made you realize

how incomplete your life is. I'm not the reason.

Try to look for the Kabir

that I fell in love with.

Because I don't recognize Kabir who is incomplete and defeated.

Hi, Sid. - Hi.

I would've asked how you are

if your face wasn't revealing your condition.

I know my face looks terrible.

But I am here to say something nice.

Wow! I'm getting the opportunity

to hear you say something nice.

Go on. Go on.

I want to write a book.

Incomplete or complete?

Come on, I'm not joking, I am serious.

Even I am serious.

You've already taken the advance for three books.

I'm answerable to the board of directors.

Now you'll ask advance for the fourth book.

And.. - Here..

What's this?

I'm not here for the advance.

In fact, I am returning the advance

I took for the previous three books.

This is yours.

I don't understand.

Siddharth, I've taken undue advantage of our friendship.

I'm really very sorry.

I am.

I know no one trusts me anymore

and it's mostly my fault.

I want to write a book that

helps me win back everyone's trust.

Maybe..

So I need your help.

You can publish it if you like it.

That's it.

I saw the old Kabir Malhotra after a very long time.

Just bits and pieces.

Some are yet to be discovered.

I'll return when I find all the pieces.

I'll make a move now. Bye.

Kabir.

Where will you go?

'Hindu Crematorium'

It's a strange place, isn't it?

Normally the journey of life ends here.

But at this crematorium

the journey of unfulfilled desires begin.

What do you mean?

People come and tie a ribbon here

and pray for their incomplete desires to be fulfilled.

I wish fulfilling desires were that easy.

Give it a try. Maybe..

I just buried my desires.

Once I start something new

I'll pray for it to be fulfilled too.

Listen.

You'll definitely find your desires

on the path you've taken.

But remember one thing, your desires

will bring you back here.

Hello.

Anybody there?

Are you okay?

It's empty.

What? - Rooms.

10 rooms, they're all empty.

You can take any room you like.

Give me your best room.

The windows in this room are bigger, so

the room will get more light.

Okay.

Any deposit?

You're filling up an empty room, that's all for now.

Dinner at 8 in the dining room.

Welcome.

It's really quiet here.

Yes. There's no noise.

You can say that too.

Will you..

Join me?

Later.

At least, sit with me.

It feels really awkward eating alone.

Your name?

Meera.

Meera.

Do you manage this huge mansion all by yourself?

Yes.

Are you from around here?

This is my husband's home.

He's not well, so..

He can't get up from the bed.

He's in the room upstairs.

I am sorry. That's really sad.

Don't you feel lonely here

away from everyone?

A person is lonely even in a crowd.

Well..

Yes, that's true.

The things we can't tell others

make us feel lonely.

We're all victims of our own secrets.

Yeah.. You're right.

I never thought of it that way.

I am a writer. A novelist.

I'm here to write a story.

To write a story or to look for one.

Looking for one.

How did you know?

Those who wander around

are either looking for a story or trying to forget one.

Or both?

Or both.

Well, it's time for my husband's medicines.

I have to feed him too.

I hope you have a good night.

Good night.

'After meeting Meera, I realized one thing.'

'She was much more incomplete than I was.'

'She was lonelier than me.'

'I was burdened with secrets'

'but she lived with secrets.'

'And somewhere between her secrets and mine'

'was my story.'

'And that night the story took a new turn.'

Wake up!

Are you okay?

Someone's here.

I saw his reflection.

The radio, it was on.

There was a fire burning.

There was a fire burning here. I saw it with my eyes.

No!

This..

This painting..

First, I saw a man in the painting, then he disappeared.

This..

The book.

This..

This.

Look..

Sometimes when the wind blows in these valleys

the creaking sound of wood almost sound like footsteps.

You've had a long journey and you must also be tired.

I think you need a good night sleep.

Yeah.

I've been calling you since three days.

And all I get are assurances.

But there's no trace of my package.

Yes.

How many times do I have to give you my address?

Fine. Write it down.

5, Lakeside Manor. Hussain Road, Manasbal.

19001.

And yes

If I'm not at home, my man Rashid will be at home.

You can hand over the package to him.

Sometimes you need to remind people

that there is a man in this house.

Otherwise there's a long list of people

who'd like to trouble a single woman.

Yeah.

So where are you going with your backpack?

Nothing. I thought I should go for sightseeing.

Get inspired.

Or maybe you're going to look for a story.

Something like that.

I made breakfast for you.

And obviously you were trying to skip it.

No, I'll eat out at some cafe.

You shouldn't say no to food.

I'll pack it.

It's fine. Really. - Just give me two minutes.

It's... fine.

So what do you suggest?

What's worth visiting around here?

There's a Shiv temple at a short distance.

There are gardens, but they are a little old.

There's a lake also. People go there boating sometimes.

How do I get to the Shiv temple?

A little ahead from here

you'll see a dry fruit store at the crossroads.

Turn left and head straight.

Thank you.

'You shouldn't say no to food.'

'I'd heard saying after a very long time.'

'After a long time I felt like there's someone'

'who cared about my meals.'

'Her little gestures started touching my heart.'

'I liked some things about Meera'

'but there are some things which bothered me.'

Excuse me, sir.

Yes, sir.

There is supposed to be a dry fruit store here.

I was told that there is one.

Yes, sir. It used to be here a couple of years ago.

But it has moved to the city now.

That dry fruit store moved out years ago.

You haven't stepped out of your house since one and half years?

Am I right?

Excuse me.

Sorry, I meant

all these years you haven't even seen the crossroads

that are just a kilometer away from your house.

Right or wrong?

The story you're looking for is right here in this house

and not out there.

That's what brought you back here, right?

Right or wrong?

You make every conversation complicated.

If I make things easier, how will you find your story?

I have no right to ask you this question.

But what mystery are you hiding?

To know the truth about me, you'll have to be a bit honest.

You're right.

I see a story here.

I just want to know.

Let's do one thing.

Forget my story.

Why don't you write the story

which is gradually developing here?

What do you mean?

An empty house.

A lonely girl.

Her husband is sick.

A traveler suddenly arrives.

And soon he finds out

that there are mysteries hidden in this house.

He wants to grow close to the girl

but he hesitates.

And the girl, she knows.

There's just one guy

who can break down the walls around her

and that's him.

A strange dilemma.

And then..

Meera! - I am sorry, Kabir.

Please let go of my hand.

Sometimes you get close and then you go away.

Why? Why? What is it?

Kabir, please leave my hand. - No, no.

I know you don't tell me anything.

But at least tell me

would you get close if the situation was different?

It isn't any different, Kabir. - What if it was?

But it's not!

But it can be.

Please.

What do you mean?

There's a place where wishes are fulfilled.

You just come with me.

Kabir, what madness is this? What are you doing?

Even I want to know what this madness is.

I can't leave this house. Okay. - Why?

Why? Why can't you?

I can't, that's it.

Why? Okay, fine. Fine.

Just tell me, do you want to be close to me or not?

It's not that simple. - Do you want to or not?

Kabir. - Yes or no.

Yes, but.. - Then come with me.

Kabir.

Kabir, listen to me.

We're making a big mistake.

We aren't doing anything wrong.

This is the right thing to do.

Oh, crap!

Pandey, write a report. - Yes, sir.

It was an accident. - Okay, sir.

Sir, this is an accident.

So we'll have to take a statement.

Now or at the police station.

You can take one now.

What happened?

We were driving down Lake road and suddenly..

And someone had left a big rock on the road.

We didn't see it till the last minute.

And while trying to avoid the rock

the car crashed into the tree.

It's quite normal here.

The truck drivers leave the rock

on the road while they fix a tire.

It happened last week.

Thank you.

Why did you give a false statement?

Didn't you see that man in the middle of the road?

I told you before

I can't leave this house.

But you didn't listen.

You mean this is all my fault. - Good night, Kabir.

Where were you?

I've been waiting for you since two hours.

I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

Actually.. - And where's the car?

I looked out of the window, the car wasn't there.

It wasn't working properly so I took it to the garage.

So I got late.

There's no one to give me my medicines

or to feed me.

I'm fed up of this life.

I have to depend on you for everything.

Jaidev, I said I am sorry. - What sorry?

I'll get your food right away.

'That night I would've cut myself off'

'from Meera and her lies forever.'

'If I hadn't heard the hopelessness of my past'

'screeching through my anger.'

'I was walking out on a relationship again.'

'When I could finally think'

'I realized'

'that there was helplessness behind Meera's lie.'

'A helplessness which she couldn't endure or tell me.'

'I wasn't helping her for I wanted a good story.'

'In fact, I was helping myself.'

Hello.

Anybody there?

Hello.

Like I said

you'll come back for sure.

Since you knew you probably know the rest as well.

I know some things. I'll know the rest from you.

Let's assume there's an evil spirit in that house.

But why do you want to know whose spirit it is?

Meera's being trapped by the same spirit.

And there's something she isn't telling me.

I want to know why, that's it.

And if I ask why do you care about her helplessness?

Honestly speaking

I don't know why I am doing this.

Whenever I look at her I feel like

her silence is screaming for my help.

Her loneliness is seeking my support.

I am no poet.

But the day I saw you

I could write poetry.

I'll come to that house tonight.

But before that you'll need to do one thing.

I am sorry.

I lied to the police

and you're apologizing?

My mom used to say, before accusing someone

one should understand their situation.

What does it mean?

If you'd told the police that we rammed someone with our car

they would've gone to the hospital and inquired.

They would've looked for the body.

We could've been in jail too.

Who would've looked after your husband?

Run this hotel?

You understood all that in a single night?

Very good. - Thank you.

I am sensible.

That reminds me

my mom also said

that one should sit together and drink to forget their conflicts.

Did your mom really say that?

No. But it makes a big difference to put it that way.

I swear.

I'll get the glasses. - Yeah.

The image of the evil spirit residing here will be seen

in this water.

What does it mean? You mean reflection?

Yes.

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Crap..

How could this happen?

No!

No..

I've recognized that evil spirit.

Come with me.

Here is the evil spirit.

And his name is Jaidev.

What? Jaidev is Meera's husband.

This is his picture.

Jaidev is dead. He's not alive.

Then who's upstairs? - Maybe no one.

How's that possible? I heard Meera talking to him..

Oh my God!

It makes sense.

I heard Meera impersonating a male voice.

So Meera was imitating her husband.

Meera is behind all this.

She killed her husband.

It'll be dawn soon, I should leave.

But you know what you have to do.

I've been running this hotel for two years.

I can recognize a wine bottle

that's already been opened.

Now get the hell out of my house.

Get out.

Out!

I just wanted to know

to what extent you could go for your story.

You gave me sleeping pills.

Brought some stranger to my home.

You believed him and thought everything I said was a lie?

Are you satisfied now?

Did you find out the truth?

Now get the hell out of my house.

Believe me, Meera. I'm not doing this for a story.

I just want to help you.

You wanted to help me by finding whether I was lying or not?

Did that help?

Now please leave.

Meera..

Meera, listen to me. Meera.. - Please.

I just want to know what stops you

from getting close to me.

Who is holding you here?

Yes, I am trapped.

Not just me, my husband and I.. both are trapped.

The evil spirit in this house is Jaidev's first wife.

She swore to make our life a living hell before she died.

And now she's fulfilling her curse after her death.

Anything else?

Anything else to make your novel a bestseller?

Meera, I..

I think you have everything you need now.

Just go.

Okay.

I love you.

Meera, Meera. - Yes.

Hungry, food. Please.

Shut up.

Meera! Meera!

What happened? Meera! Meera!

What?

There's no blood on this.

Herbs?

The decaying of his body has been prevented by using herbs.

He's been dead right from the start.

You killed Jaidev, right?

You've killed your husband.

You've killed him, haven't you?

Lies! Lies! Lies and more lies!

How long are you going to lie?

Tell me, tell me. Tell me!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera! Meera!

Meera! Meera! What are you doing?

Spit it out!

Meera. Meera, stop it!

Meera. Spit it out!

Spit it out! Get it out!

Stop it.

Get it out. What are you doing?

Get it out.

What is this? This is the same bottle

you were holding when I first came here.

You've tried to kill yourself before?

Meera. Meera!

Meera.

What is it?

What is it?

What is it that you're hiding from me?

What are you hiding? Tell me.

Leave me. - No!

Come on.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Stop.

It's done. It's done.

It's done. It's done.

It's okay.

It's okay.

What happened here

was started back in Mumbai.

'My dream was to be a fashion model.'

'But my parents were against my dream.'

'That night I had a big fight with my parents.'

'And I left home.'

No!

Look! Over there! There's been an accident!

Let's go and have a look! - Is he dead or alive?

Someone call for an ambulance! Take a look.

Hurry up or she'll run away. - Forget her.

Is there anyone in the car?

Hurry up! Someone call for an ambulance.

No, there's no one in the car.

There's no one in the car. - Quickly.

Hello. - Hello, Meera, where are you?

The police are here.

Did you crush someone under my car?

No, Lakhan. It was too dark.

I didn't see him. I don't know where he came from suddenly..

Crap! Crap! I should have never given you my car.

Look, I've told them that my car was stolen.

You leave the city. - Yes.

I'll call you back when things calm down.

But till then just leave the city. Just leave it! - Yes.

Okay.

'According to the Azad Nagar residents'

'who were present at the spot, the driver was a woman'

'who fled from the accident spot.'

'No one has seen the woman's face.'

'There's a buzz throughout the city'

'because the deceased was MLA Shorey's son, Namit Shorey.'

'Our correspondent spoke with MLA Shorey after the incident.'

'This isn't just a loss for my family'

'in fact, it's a loss for the entire city.'

'Today it was my son, but every day in our city..'

'From Jammu I started moving towards Kashmir.'

'Sometimes I took the state transport bus'

'sometimes hitched a ride or on foot.'

'Bad luck isn't ever tied to a place you can escape from.'

'Bad luck always follows you around.'

'And the more you try to run away from it'

'the more it keeps coming at you.'

Which way are you heading?

Manasbal.

You're lucky.

I'm going just there. I can give you a ride.

Thank you.

Hi. Jaidev Dhanrajgir.

Priya.

Actually.. I missed my train

and my friends have already reached Manasbal.

I just have to catch up with them.

Shall we?

Thank you. - Welcome.

Now you can meet your imaginary friends

stay at an imaginary hotel

and enjoy your imaginary holiday.

What do you mean?

You have a cell phone, but the battery is dead.

So you didn't get an opportunity to charge it.

This means you were away from electricity all night.

The wet soil on your jeans has dried up.

It means you've been walking through places where it rained.

And it hasn't rained for three days in this area.

Which means you walked all the way from Jammu.

Designer jeans and a latest cell phone.

You're coming from the city but couldn't bring any money along.

Which is why you're walking on the road

and not in a private cab or luxury bus.

The tattoo on your hand says MJ.

And I can't see how ‘M' and ‘J' can spell Priya in any way.

A girl from the metro-city, without bag or baggage.

And she's lying.

But why?

Because she's running away from someone.

Right?

What happens next is up to you.

Either you can try and take care of yourself

in this unfamiliar city

or trust the person

who knows so much about you.

Give it a thought.

This dress belongs to my wife.

But I think

it should fit.

You are married?

I was.

My wife is no more.

Oh. I am so sorry to..

Don't be sorry.

I didn't like her anyway. So I killed her.

What?

Just kidding.

Oh!

The guest room is that way.

For you.

I won't guarantee you'll feel relaxed.

But I guarantee, it will definitely make you forget

how tired you are.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Please sit.

If you want to charge your phone

and inform someone about your whereabouts

then please feel free.

Since you already know so much about me

I'm sure that you've guessed

that there's no one I would like to call.

So..

Beautiful.

But..

But why are they bottled up?

Yes.

Because I like caging beautiful things.

Will you marry me?

But before you say yes, I want you to know

that my marriage rituals are a bit different.

You're still awake.

Stay away from me.

You're not Jaidev. You're someone else.

I am your Jaidev.

The only difference is that you now know the truth about me

which you never should have found out.

What truth is that?

What were you doing there?

Praying.

Praying, worshipping, revering but, not of God.

But of the Devil.

What the hell are you talking about?

You know exactly what I am talking about.

You betrayed me.

Why did you hide this truth from me?

Simple.

If you had known the truth about me

you wouldn't have stayed.

You would've run away.

And then I wouldn't have been able to trap you in my heart.

Where will you go?

The police are still looking for the hit-and-run driver

who killed the MLA's son.

You won't be able to hide from them for two days.

Jaidev, I beg you.

I won't tell anyone your secret. Please let me go. Please.

Please.

Darkness is much more powerful than the light.

And this power can be yours too.

I don't want this power. Let me go.

God makes you beg and plead

yet He's called benevolent.

He makes children deaf, dumb, blind, crippled at birth

yet He's the symbol of hope.

Right?

Tell me!

He causes earthquakes, storms, starvation, famines

yet He's our protector?

If God exists, why doesn't He do something?

Why doesn't He protect women? Feed the starving?

Because God doesn't exist.

The only thing that's real is the devil and his power.

'The doctors at the hospital said'

'Jaidev could never walk again.'

'He was paralyzed waist down.'

'Instead of trapping me every second'

'he was now trapped in his own body.'

'Maybe it was God's way of punishing'

'a devil-worshipper.'

'I knew this was my only chance to get out of here.'

'I had one last thing to do before I left.'

'I know you want to run away.'

You want to leave me trapped in this crippled body.

But I'll never let that happen.

The letter you're holding is just a copy.

The original is with my lawyer.

And it states that my wife hates me

and she might try to kill me.

And if she says I left, went missing or died suddenly.

Then it's just her excuse to hide the truth after killing me.

And I also know this girl is a criminal too.

She's fled from Mumbai

after killing the MLA's son in a hit-and-run case.

If you find out she's left

then consider that I'm already dead.

I've instructed my lawyers

to open this letter that if I disappear or die

or if you disappear.

As far as you are concerned

my spirit is strong enough to keep you here.

You and I'll live here, forever.

In this hell.

Keeping me alive is now a necessity for you.

If I'm found dead, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail.

Won't that be fun?

I've been reading this letter every day since two years.

I wonder why I thought

that someone like me could be lucky enough to find love.

Go away from here, Kabir.

Jaidev will never let me leave or let you take me away.

I'll stay trapped here forever.

No.

You're not the only one trapped.

Meera, I too am trapped.

I've always been running away from life.

I never completed

any relationship, responsibility or any story.

But I won't run away this time.

I'll take you along even if I die.

I love you.

I love you, too.

If that's the case, then there's a simple solution for it.

We'll have to perform the final rites for Jaidev's body.

And then, his soul will have to leave that house

along with his body.

No. If we do that, then

Jaidev's lawyer will learn of his disappearance.

He'll open the letter and Meera will be jailed.

I don't have a solution to that problem.

I have an idea.

Kabir, this is no solution.

If you're caught you can be jailed.

There's no other way.

We'll have to deal with this lawyer first.

Only after that can we do something about Jaidev.

But how will you find the letter in his office?

Once I find my way in his office

I have the entire night.

Is that the address?

It's in here.

Shamit Noorie & Sons.

'34, Hussain Street, Srinagar.'

'Shamit Noorie & Sons is a fake name.'

It's been derived from the boy's name

who died in the hit-and-run accident.

The name Namit Shorey was jumbled

and it became Shamit Noorie.

I can hear his laughter echoing in my ears.

It sounds like he's saying

I kept you here for two years on the basis of a lie.

How I fooled you!

Till now Jaidev has won every time.

But this game ends tonight.

We'll have to take his body to the crematorium

and perform his final rites.

Then it's all over.

Do we have to take him there?

What if we burn him here.. - No.

'We can't just burn him.'

'We have to perform his final rites'

'according to all the rituals.'

'And that can only be done at the crematorium.'

'If we simply burn him'

'then his spirit will still haunt the house.'

'And his body should stay intact'

'until we reach the crematorium.'

Oh shucks..

We ran out of the coolant.

We need water. - But how will we do it?

Meera, if I don't get water the engine will be seized

and we can't carry this body on foot.

I noticed a waterfall on the way.

I'll do something.

I am scared.

Lock the car. - Okay.

And don't step out at any cost.

I'll be right back.

Meera!

Kabir.

Meera! Meera! Meera!

Meera, what happened? What are you doing here?

I..

I..

I.. - It's nothing.

Come on. Come.

Oh damn. - Kabir.

Oh damn.

Stay here. I'll be right back. - Kabir, be careful.

Meera. Meera!

Meera!

Kabir!

Meera.

Meera!

Help me, Kabir!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera!

Meera! - Help me!

Kabir!

Meera.

Now I get it.

This is not a painting.

It's a door.

And only they can use it, not you.

It's a portal. - What nonsense is this?

'The heir of the Gupta family dies in a car accident'

I am not like you.

I'm from the world of spirits.

The world behind this painting.

Oh my God.

We have to save Meera, Kabir.

There isn't much time.

There are seven levels between heaven and hell.

You see these seven nails.

Each one represents a level.

Jaidev's spirit will have to manifest himself

in this butterfly from whichever level he's hiding.

And whose ash is this?

Jaidev's.

If his ashes unite with his soul

then he'll have to abide by the rules of this world.

He'll have to leave this world

and depart with his cremated body.

As soon as the butterfly comes alive

you have to pour this ash-water over it.

The body and soul will be one again

and Meera will be free from Jaidev's captivity.

Wherever my blood falls

I'll be born again out of every drop.

But you have only one existence!

How long will you exist?

'Jaidev's dying form'

'was moving towards the painting to become alive again.'

'Then I realized'

'that there's only way to defeat Jaidev.'

'I shall drink his blood and become Jaidev.'

'Either hate wins or love!'

Meera belongs to Jaidev.

'Kabir!'

Help me, Kabir!

'Help me!'

'Kabir!'

'Kabir!'

Meera!

'Meera was finally freed from her captivity.'

'I kept my promise to her.'

'Meera is alive today.'

'She did me a big favor by accepting my love.'

'She’s the reason, I completed this story.'

'She completed me with her love.'

'Silences..'

'Still surround me even today.'

'But filled with peace and serenity.'

'With happiness and joy.'

'Silences.'

I think we should let them enjoy themselves

and we should slip out.

Why? It’s your party.

Madam, if we don’t leave

then how can we begin a new story?

Shall we?