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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?