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While narrating any story,

they start with the phrase, 'once upon a time'.

But I can't start this story like that.

That's because our story hasn't begun yet.

[thunder rumbles]

There are many horror stories that scare people.

But have you ever heard the story of a man who fell in love with a ghost?

Tomorrow, if Prathap and Priya assume that Divyavathi killed Arjun,

I can't claim that it's not true.

But Arjun died in my hands.

How did our love lead to Arjun's death?

To know the reason...

Arjun, me, Prathap and Priya,

then I should narrate you our story from the beginning.

It's a small village inhibited by barely 20 families.

One bungalow stands tall and alone in the center.

Villagers fear to talk about it even in broad daylight.

Reason...

There's a woman living in the bungalow with her husband...

and not a single soul has seen her till date.

They've been married for 6 years.

Still, nobody knows how she looks till date.

She has never stepped down that staircase...

or out of the house.

Her husband only comes out occasionally,

but the villagers are hesitant to approach him.

Something even more alarming than her disappearance occurred.

[clock ticking] [cricket chirping]

An alarm started going off at 8 PM in the night daily.

[alarm ringing] [crowd indistinct voices]

People, who were escaping the wrath of fear till then,

started experiencing it for an hour every day.

[woman crying loudly]

- [panting] - What do you want?

Uncle...

The alarm did not ring at 8 o'clock that night.

6 years later

and for the first time that night, she climbed down the staircase.

[people indistinct chatter]

Her body kept burning throughout the night.

Before the village could take a sigh of relief,

that her cry would never be heard again,

that night revealed something more terrifying.

Silence...

A silence that nobody has heard of before after 8 PM.

When she was alive, she'd stop crying after an hour.

But who's going to stop the silence?

- Hey finish the work. - Alright, sir.

What is this, the light was on for two days!

Hey, come let's go to that house.

Brother, let's not get into this mess.

Please listen to me.

I'll stay here. You guys go on without me.

You are scared like cowards; let's go inside.

Hey, this guy is dead.

That demon will kill.

Shut-up. It appears he passed away due to cardiac arrest.

We'll contact the municipality folks.

She endured excruciating pain in silence and passed away.

However, every day for exactly one hour,

she would cry uncontrollably, unable to bear something.

No one in the village dared to go upstairs and ask why, fearing ghosts.

She never came downstairs, afraid of people.

You might say that we would have been just as scared in their situation,

but I can't say that, because she was my mother.

AFTER SOME YEARS

"This is all your play, Shiva this is your illusion"

"This is all your play, Shiva this is your illusion"

"You've tied life and death together"

"You left us in quest of something"

"This is all your play, Shiva this is your illusion"

The photo of the person you want to see and a thing they've used when they were alive.

Put these two things in the circle before you.

Drink.

Hold hands.

Who is it?

My daughter.

Look here.

Hey! Don't touch, move aside,

Oh, my god! Brother, please! Leave me.

Everything is recorded on this camera

Hey, turn on the lights.

Swamy has gone into deep meditation.

The highly acidic solution they gave you will cause a heart burn.

The dead aren't coming back. You're well aware of that.

You got to move on. There's no choice.

We shouldn't fool ourselves with this paranormal stuff because of the grief.

Guess who. - Soumya.

Soumya?

Ananya? Ramya? Sneha? Soundarya?

Stupid!

So, cute..

Oh!

Un unromantic fellow!

Is it for a new video?

I never told you about the little girl found in the bungalow opposite our house.

Don't you like the coffee?

What? No! Coffee is your favourite. I mean, our favourite.

What were you saying? Bungalow… Little girl… Continue. Continue.

A whole village used to be petrified, Priya. It was a horrifying cry.

Spooky!

She was born to such a woman. Nobody knows what happened to the baby next.

The only link is the constable who worked on this case.

I need your help in tracking him, Priya.

Did she have a psychological problem?

Maybe.

No maybes. It's clearly a psychological problem.

There's no way ghosts exist for real.

You talk like Arjun sometimes.

What's with that look?

Don't compare me with Arjun. You know I'm scared of him.

Scared? Why?

Why? You've been seeing him since childhood. So you don't get it.

He doesn't wear anything but black. He walks barefoot.

He doesn't even socialise with anybody.

Anyone would be scared of him.

Okay, you work on the video. I'll take care of this. - Yeah.

Priya,

hello. Why did you call me urgently?

The little girl…

I found her.

Her name is Divyavathi.

A girl in the same age group in the same year…

has been registered in an orphanage near Ramachandrapuram.

I couldn't track her online because a lot of the records aren't digitised yet.

But the girl ended up in a really bad situation.

How bad?

The apple doesn't fall from the tree.

She died and became a ghost.

A story that took place in the borders of Telangana and Karnataka a few years back.

A bride became mentally insane after watching her fiance die in a car crash…

and escaped the hospital she was held at.

Nobody knows what happened to her next.

But there's a story going around that…

she went to the flat the couple were going to live in…

and drowned herself in the river in the backyard.

The shocking factor here is that the river disappeared after she committed suicide.

Ever since, people have been hearing sounds of someone drowning,

and some girl humming melodies from that flat.

So no one dared to live there.

With time, that apartment has become abandoned.

In 2020, a writer wanted to write a novel based on her story.

While researching about the woman and the accident,

he was found dead in the same apartment.

Since then, everyone who looks for her ends up as a dead body in that flat.

She writes 'Nanna jolge barabeda' on the wall with the blood of each person she's killed.

It translates to 'Don't mess with me'.

People still say that a bride-like form is seen singing in flat no 404,

and that everytime this happens, a dog's howl is heard from the cemetery behind the flat.

They say the dog is Divyavathi's pet dog Rakhi.

He passed away a few months before she did and was buried in the cemetery behind the flat.

People believe the howls are coming from the dog's grave.

Aren't the police taking any action even after so many deaths?

Who would want to mess with a ghost? Police are human too.

On top of it. Divyavathi has a tag.

'You can't see her twice'.

You can't see the ghost twice. See her once and you're dead.

Does she kill everyone that lays eyes on her?

Yes.

I have an idea. I'll get the location of this flat.

I'll record this woman on my camera somehow.

Let's upload it on our channel.

How many views will we get? On an average.

In millions, dude.

So will she kill each one of those viewers?

What's wrong?

Do you know who Divyavathi is?

Hey. Arjun.

All the videos and dares we did till now are one thing.

But messing with spirits and ghosts is risky business.

Hey... Stop!

Hey... Stop!

Hey... Stop!

What the hell! Does he know where is he heading?

Does it matter! He's not going to come back either way, right?

One more into Divyava

Hay, don't take her name.

"Come closer to me, my love Come closer and find out who I am"

"As you swamp me like the truth, I wake up from this haziness"

"As you become the answer to everything, I'm reborn as the question"

"Come closer to me, my love Come closer to me, my love"

"I stay alive as you keep searching for me"

"I'm tired and fatigued; Make me move with grace"

"As you hit me like the past, I become this moment right here"

"As you transform into a story, I become the several twists in it"

People hear the name Divyavathi and shiver.

Forget about going anywhere near her.

They hesitate to even look that way.

But,

he entered the house as if he came to find his potential match.

When I saw him like that all of a sudden,

I felt scared after so long.

Divyavathi!

I know that you're here.

Come on out!

If you don't show yourself,

I'll keep waiting in your house until you arrive.

I'll haunt you like a ghost.

Hey, why aren't you picking up the phone? What's going on?

I found Divyavathi's apartment, man...

I'm in 404.

Do you want another update?

Divyavathi is still alive.

What...? - Yeah...

Anyway, come to the room first... we don't even need a video."

I wasn't planning to take the camera out either... but I've decided to stay here.

What are you talking, buddy?

Have you set up some kind of art piece in this place?

That girl... someone needs to come and see her... talk to her...

Opportunities like this don't come by often... you will hang up the phone...

Arjun... Hey... Hello.

While Arjun was waiting for me at the apartment,

Pratap was worried that I might hurt him.

So, he started looking for me from the place I came from.

I heard that you kill everyone who lays eyes on you.

I want to see you.

Just because I have the guts to sit in front of you,

I don't want to get a glimpse of you so easily.

I don't want to disrespect you like that.

Somehow,

when someone tells me not to do something,

I can't wait to do it.

If they say some place is dangerous, don't go there,

I can't wait to go there.

I'll definitely catch you.

You and this house.

The fear surrounding the place.

Only you know why you're doing all this.

But whatever the reason,

I respect your world and its rules.

About the other day,

I'm sorry for chasing you.

But, as long as I'm here in your world,

I'll not even try to look at you.

I'll find out who you are, but I discussed it until you revealed it yourself.

Because, more than the hope to find out who you are,

I'm dying to know who you are as a person.

I want to become a part of your world, Divya...

...vathi.

Why did you put your head down?

Until now, everyone bowed their heads in fear, thinking they would die if they saw Divyavathi,

but no one bowed their heads out of love.

I still haven't seen you.

"When light wishes to see the dark"

"When existence wishes to acquaint an illusion"

"When dreams wish to meet the awakenness"

"When life wishes to coexist with death"

"I wonder what happens I wonder what happens"

"I wonder what happens I wonder what happens"

"When silence wishes to murmur in the ears of sound "

"When a memory leaves it mark on the lips of forgetfulness "

"When fear pinches courage playfully When fear pinches courage playfully "

"When void wishes to rest its head on your heart"

"I wonder what happens "

You made me run after you so badly.

Wait and watch.

I'll make you run after me one day.

"When a raindrop and smoke wish to spend time together "

"When the end and the beginning meet in the middle"

"When yes and no cancel each other out"

"When yes and no cancel each other out"

"When history is created in regards to this delusion human race "

"I wonder what happens "

"I wonder what happens "

"I wonder what happens "

How much lacquer are you looking to buy?

Looks like you're an ardent devotee.

I guess so.

Lord Shiva is our holy deity. Om Nama Shivaya!

- So you're a devotee of Lord Shiva. - Yes.

I guess you are, too.

I am Shiva.

People who worship God also fear ghosts as much.

You're the builder who constructed Divyavathi's apartment, right?

- Her documents... - You may leave.

I told the police everything I had to.

I have nothing to say to you.

Why not?

First you said nobody had died in that apartment.

Then you said it was Divyavathi who had passed away.

But her body hasn't been recovered.

I read all your statements.

Not properly said.

You got lucky.

That case was shut without proper closure.

Don't panic.

Sit down.

I'm just trying to figure out who she is.

Tell me everything you know.

Like everyone had assumed,

she did run away from the hospital that night...

and come to the apartment.

She watched her fiance and her entire family die at once.

Who can take such pain, tell me?

She was so sad, she hung herself and died.

Two workers, who were attending the wedding that morning,

called me to fill me in.

I spent all the money I had on that apartment.

I didn't want the news to go out.

So I offered them one lakh each to get rid of the body.

I told them to go back to their State with that money.

I lied to the police as well.

I don't know how the news got out Total collapse.

Nobody else died in those apartments.

It's a rumor spread by the other builders.

People panicked for no reason and believed the rumors to be true.

So, Divyavathi died?

Then who was I spending time with, this whole time?

In the apartment?

You said two workers had called you.

Did you watch Divyavathi die?

Can you confirm that Divyavathi is dead?

Is it her?

That's Divyavathi.

When the apartment was in construction,

they came to check out the flats.

We clicked a picture to check the color scheme and she ended up being in it.

Is that her?

Who are these people?

Pallavi.

Noor.

Charishma.

Before his death, that constable was into a great deal of social service.

So, it was obvious for so many people to visit him.

I cross-checked them all.

Everyone is accounted for.

Except for these three women.

Their phones are switched off.

Their addresses are fake.

I pulled a few strings.

I ran a cross database search and got hold of their addresses.

Their names are nowhere close to the name Divyavathi.

But...

She's one of them.

Pratap is right.

I'm one of those three women.

Pratap...

What if Arjun assumes that she's Divyavathi?

That he's caught Divyavathi.

What if he tries to see her?

You can't see her twice.

There's no second time.

Oh! God.

- What is it? - Come on out.

You come inside.

Arjun, she's not Divyavathi. You're mistaken.

Please, man. You're in danger.

Let's go home and talk.

Hello? Hello?

Pratap!

Careful.

Arjun...

Hey, you guys finally made it!

Feel at home.

What's going on, man?

Can't you see?

It's a date.

Do you really have to do this right now?

Please sense the danger.

She killed so many people.

Do you seriously think she'll spare you?

Of course, not.

That's what I love about her.

- Now leave us alone. - Hey, Arjun!

Hear me out.

Somebody gave you the wrong information.

The woman in the photo is not Divyavathi.

Who told you that?

Don't be stupid.

Things happened and are continuing to happen around this apartment.

There are so many proofs...

to claim that she's dead.

Proofs? What proofs?

Okay, let's say you're right.

If she's really dead, where's her body?

Come with me.

The builder said she hung herself in this apartment.

The rope is here.

But I didn't find a dead body anywhere in this area.

Come.

Nobody else found a dead body either.

Dead body frames to show that people have died in this house.

That blood written prophecy 'Don't mess with me'.

All of this is fake.

They said the pond she jumped into had disappeared.

No, the pond still exists.

And they claim that they hear a dog's cry every time she appears.

Yes, there's a dog's grave over there.

But it's as big as a human's grave.

I never heard any kind of cries.

They're half-baked facts.

Half-baked facts are complete lies.

A grave as big as a human's?

A grave as big as a human's?

Prove me wrong.

Arjun!

It's over!

No.

Hey!

This isn't Divyavathi.

Arjun!

Arjun.

Is it male or female?

It's a female.

Her name?

Divyavathi.

How did you die to begin with?

You must've had so many hopes for the future.

I guess you're in a better place now.

It's okay.

Just relax.

Done.

Look.

Look.

She has a dent on her forehead.

The mold doesn't.

There's your dent.

Then they must be twins.

Uh-huh. Not possible.

She got that dent after she was born.

The dent goes deep into her skull.

Even if they were twins,

it's impossible for them both to have the exact dent.

This skull belongs to the woman in the photo.

This chick...

is dead.

Love me.

If you dare.

Pratap...

What?

Did you call Arjun?

Why?

Why?

We proved his girlfriend to be dead.

He must be emotionally devastated.

Priya...

He's not at all an emotional person.

Can you believe that I've never seen him shed a tear since childhood?

You don't know him like I do.

No! You don't know him!

First stop treating him like a stone.

He chose to ignore the whole mankind...

and fell in love with a ghost.

Who can be a more emotional person than him?

Okay. Why don't you do something?

Stop saying that you're scared of Arjun.

Call him.

Despite knowing that Divyavathi is dead, Arjun is stubbornly waiting for me to come back.

So, if Divyavathi is dead, who was I with all these days?

[lecturer speaking]

Arjun...

Do you come to the temple often?

Hmm.

Out of devotion?

Hmm.

Do you know how idols are made?

No.

A man's strength turns a mountain into a boulder.

A man's intellect turns that boulder into a rock.

Another man's skill turns that rock into a sculpture.

When we ignore the fact that an idol is man-made...

and bow in front of it with faith,

that rock becomes God.

You came to the temple out of devotion.

But I'm here...

out of respect for the artist who sculpted the idol.

Do you know why they say fear and devotion go hand-in-hand?

No.

Because, fear as an emotion is as strong as devotion.

You could sense the devotion in a temple,

just like you could sense the fear surrounding that apartment.

I love the artist's skill behind the idol,

just like I love her courage behind scaring me.

But...

that woman is dead, Arjun.

Arjun, here.

Arjun...

It's okay. Go ahead.

Do you believe there are ghosts on Earth?

Do you believe there are humans on Earth?

Do you think humans exist?

At least they're visible to the naked eye, Arjun.

In this world,

the most beautiful relationships begin without seeing each other, Priya.

Except for a mere imagination,

we don't know how God looks.

But it's not wrong to worship him.

A mother's love for her unborn child...

isn't wrong either.

In that case,

even if she's really a ghost like you said,

why is it wrong for me to love her?

Then...

Why don't you stop trying to find her?

She kills everyone who lays eyes on her.

You're hell bent on seeing her and getting killed.

I wonder...

What kind of a relationship is this?

What do you call it?

Do we have to give it a label?

The truth doesn't need a label, Priya.

She is possessed by the Goddess.

Not some ghost.

Don't get scared. Come with me.

This is the lake that disappeared after Divyavathi drowned in it

You guys are scared that she'll kill me once she sees me.

I'm scared that she'll spare my life once she sees me.

I fell in love with her because of the fear for her, Priya.

What?

Look there.

Everyone is seeing only death here. But I'm experiencing life.

Look how beautiful nature is when she is around.

I held her just like this.

She tried to stab me with a knife.

Did you know that?

But I didn't even get a glimpse of her.

When I told her that,

she pushed me away just like this.

I'm scared of Arjun.

I fell in love with her because of the fear for her, Priya.

"I feel new tremors within my heart There's a sense of uneasiness in my eyes"

"I feel elated even though I'm sweating profusely I have developed a liking for anxiety, fear and overwhelm"

"My stupid heart keeps falling for him against my word"

"It disobeys me and dives deep into his thoughts "

"My stupid heart refuses to stop It doesn't listen to me at all"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why didn't you smile at me?"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why didn't you give me a rose?"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why didn't you come after me?"

"Why didn't you excite me?"

"I like how different he is from everyone else He has become my world and I don't care what the world thinks"

"My stupid heart keeps falling for him against my word"

"It disobeys me and dives deep into his thoughts "

"My stupid heart refuses to stop It doesn't listen to me at all"

Why are you having coffee if you don't like it?

No, man. She loves coffee.

You don't like coffee.

Next time someone offers,

tell them sternly that you don't like coffee.

Uh-huh.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! This feeling can't be described in words"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! If it can be understood, then the meaning is lost"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I could get used to this feeling of ecstasy"

"It's my breath but he spins words of affection with it It's my life but he brings a sense of purpose to it"

"My stupid heart keeps falling for him against my word"

"It disobeys me and dives deep into his thoughts "

"My stupid heart refuses to stop It doesn't listen to me at all"

Hey, baby

Hey

Can I borrow your phone? Arjun isn't picking up my calls.

Why would he pick up calls from my number?

Why not? He's been doing whatever you tell him lately.

I'm guessing he'll pick up the call too.

What are you saying, Pratap?

Why are you so surprised, Priya? I said nothing wrong.

It's not about right or wrong. Why are you beating around the bush?

Why don't you just ask me directly?

Okay, let me ask you directly. Do you have the guts to be honest?

You used to ask not to compare you with Arjun, and that you're scared of him.

Aren't you scared anymore?

You only said to let go of the fear and call him, right?

I told you already. Arjun's emotional state isn't good. We need to take care of him.

We can't ignore him saying he has no emotions. Someone has to show concern, right?

But if you really care about him, do you know what you should do?

You know the girl he loves is one among these three.

But before we could follow up, there was a huge mess… and it was proven that Divyavathi is dead.

If you really care about him, give him these and tell him that the girl he loved is among these three.

He just recovered from a huge blow. What if this plan misfires?

We can't do this to him, Prathap.

And if Divyavathi is really among them, we'd be putting Arjun in danger.

You're giving so many reasons, Priya.

You're not worried about Arjun's safety.

But that Arjun might find the girl he loved, am I right?

I don't know where this is going to lead, Prathap.

But if he gets hurt because of Divyavathi,

I'm not responsible for it. You are.

Priya was scared about the consequences if she gave those photos to Arjun.

Please hear me out, Arjun.

Arjun, please!

Arjun, we can't take it if something happens to you.

Arjun, please! I can't take it if something happens to you.

"This is all your play, Shiva This is your illusion"

Pallavi...

Pallavi...

Who is it?

Pallavi!

Who are you?

We're Pallavi's friends from college.

Is she home?

Pallavi is not here.

What do you mean?

Is she dead?

She went missing.

That day, she went to college as usual.

But... She didn't return home.

"You've tied life and death together You left us in quest of something"

I remember this case.

That was my last year of retirement.

Poor woman.

Her mother would come to the police station every day.

Didn't you try to find out what happened to her?

This is the agency area.

Missing cases are pretty common here.

I feel sorry.

Her mother was plain unlucky.

The day after her daughter went missing,

the MLA's son met with a bike accident.

Both him and the girl with him died on the spot.

We were occupied providing security to all the big names who showed up.

"This is your illusion"

We filed a police complaint.

We thought maybe she loved someone,

hesitated to tell us and ran from home.

We spoke to all her friends.

Whenever they found a girl's dead body in some area,

we would go running.

We had to assume that Noor is no more...

and move on.

We had no other option.

So she's still a missing case.

Noor simply went missing.

But...

You decided for your own convenience that she's dead.

Is that right?

That's right.

22nd October, 2023.

She has been missing ever since.

She vacated without a notice.

- Did she stay alone or share the room? - Double sharing.

Her roommate?

She used to work in a factory close by.

She died in a fire accident.

The very next day after Charishma left without a notice.

They were really close.

We called to inform of her demise.

But Charishma's phone was switched off.

"I may be the one seeing it" "But you're the one showing it to me "

"I may be the one living it But you're the author behind it"

"I may be aware of it But you're the understanding behind it"

"I may be the one in the forefront But you're the one behind the picture"

Do you have a photo of her roommate?

Photo...

They're Sayabulu. They don't get their photos clicked.

They didn't even get a photo of her dead body.

- Sayabulu? - Muslims.

- Her name? - Noor.

- Yeah, Arjun. - Dude, listen to me very carefully.

18th March, 2022.

Check if any girl died in an accident in Kalavancha.

- Why do you ask? - Pinky, just check.

Check if the girl who died with the MLA's son is among them.

Uh-huh. I wouldn't be able to recognize.

Because,

her face was completely disfigured in the accident.

MLA's son's friends said her name was Vennela.

I remember her being an orphan.

Tell me.

- Arjun. - Huh?

A girl died in Kalavancha on the date you mentioned.

It was suicide.

She called her grand mom sobbing,

and told her that she was jumping off the bridge.

She was dead by the time the police got there.

Do you have her photo?

It's not in the records.

But it's written here that her grand mom identified her body.

Where does she live?

In an old-age home in Kalavancha.

Krupa Old Age Home.

Umm... And, her name is...

Pallavi.

Do you think she'll help us?

No need. She just has to look at the photo.

We can tell from her eyes.

Ma'am, this photo...

The more Arjun understood me, the more clueless he is about me

He couldn't take it.

All of them have a common connection.

In a village, the very next day after a girl goes missing,

another girl is ending up dead.

That missing girl goes to a new place.

And over there,

she dies a day after one of the girls goes missing there.

But, why are their dead bodies ruined beyond recognition?

We have photos of the missing girls.

But there's no proof of a certain girl dying.

Their graves must be somewhere.

Noor is a Muslim.

And in Hindus, unmarried girls aren't burned, but cremated.

God!

1...2...3! Place them in order.

Next time, knock.

Did you figure out who it is between these three?

So...

they're all somehow connected?

Yes.

That's no.1.

You asked me to put it in order, right?

No.2.

And... No.3.

Take a good look.

She's in all three of them.

Noor?

No.

Pallavi?

Uh-huh.

Charishma?

No.

She's not Vennela either.

Neknampur.

3rd February, 2021.

The missing girls haven't gone anywhere.

They've been buried in the same village as they went missing.

But, under a different name.

Just like snakes shed their old skin and move forward with new skin,

she took their identities and moved forward.

There's another girl other than these three.

For some reason,

she's taking the identities of the dead girls.

In that case,

she could be in any identity right now.

That girl isn't among them.

But...

she's in all three of them.

They say snakes go looking for Shiva.

But this snake...

Shiva is going looking for it.

Didn't I tell you already?

I'm in all three of them.

So, are we looking for Charishma right now?

No.

Tell me.

Arjun...

Recently, on a girl named Charishma Kakarapalli died in a small village.

We found her death certificate.

And?

But nowhere in that village or its surrounding areas...

did any girl go missing.

Or there wasn't a missing complaint filed.

Then, it is a dead-end.

We need to know the identity of the missing girl.

Maybe nobody filed a missing case.

But, she must've buried the missing girl under the name Charishma Kakarapalli.

If we can reconstruct that skull, we can run a facial scan.

Brilliant!

Priya.

Come out.

Why?

I don't know.

Tell me.

I grew up listening to my mom's cry daily.

I watched her burn into ashes.

I don't even know how to endure pain that is beyond my years.

Whose kid is she?

She's an orphan.

So I went to my parents.

My life had changed that day.

I learned a lot.

But the thing that troubled me the most...

was to be a normal kid like the others.

But, my old life kind of stayed with me.

Who is she, mom?

Vennela.

The mother who raised me...

had a daughter before me, who passed away.

Long hair, glasses, two braids.

I wanted mom to look at me with the same kind of love.

What?

I want two braids, mom.

There are three types of people who put on a mask in this world.

Those who're going to do something wrong.

Those who don't have a choice.

I put on a mask too.

Mom, guess who I am.

put on the disguise of Vennela to win the love I desired.

It gave me a weird sense of comfort.

For the first time in my life,

I smiled to my heart's content that day.

First time.

When our parents die,

do you know what dies along with them?

Our childhood.

In my case,

it wasn't just my childhood.

The disguise of Vennela died with them.

It felt like I was ambushed by all my childhood fears.

Love blooms and fades away.

But...

pain doesn't.

It doesn't leave until...

it teaches you what it's meant to in life.

I hated being Vennela.

I hated being her.

I wanted to run far away from those people and that place.

But no matter where I went, every time I heard the name Vennela, all that pain would come rushing back

That is why I let go of that pain and the name Vennela. I put on a new disguise of Pallavi

I put on new disguises every time I had to go through pain

I thought changing my name and roots was the answer...

until I saw Nani.

Hi, friends. This is the house of the famous YouTuber Prathap.

I recognised by seeing the house in front of my house.

While I was searching for Nani, I found the party invite that he posted.

I didn't know if Nani remembered me.

But I wanted to see him once.

Cheers! Your name?

Priya..

All those years o running away...

had finally found a meaning.

That's how I fell in love with Nani

So you're in the right place.

You found Prathap.

And you're happy.

No.

I'm not happy.

All because of you.

I wanted to leave my past behind and live happily with Nani.

Knowing that he's still looking for me...

That is why...

I had to fabricate a story everyone would fear.

The story of Divyavathi.

I told Nani that Chinmayi has turned into a ghost... and made you believe she's the girl you're looking for

When I went there to make my story come true,

I bumped into you.

While Nani kept searching for me, you started chasing me.

I thought finding Divyavathi's dead body would end it all.

But then you told me how much you love me.

I mean, imagine.

For a second there, you made me forget that I'm Priya.

Do we have to believe only the things we see?

Do we have to see someone to fall in love with them?

Even if she's a ghost like you said,

why is it wrong for me to love her?

To top it all off,

those few days I spent with you at the apartment.

I didn't need to be Priya, Pallavi, Noor, Charishma or Vennela.

I didn't even need to be Divyavathi like you had assumed.

I didn't need to be anybody.

You proved that somebody could love me just the way I am.

You loved me even though I claimed to be a ghost.

You gave me the comfort to be my self.

You worshipped me like a Goddess.

You put up with everything that I did.

I almost had coffee, which I really hate.

But then I remembered that I was with Arjun.

I could be just the way I want.

Can any man on Earth love a woman more than this?

Every time you'd close your eyes and look into mine,

I knew it the moment I hugged you a second time, Priya.

You're the girl I've been searching for.

But I gave you my word...

that I wouldn't even look at you when we're in that apartment.

I was waiting for you to say... 'Arjun, enough! It's me that you're searching for.'

Pain doesn't go away until you learn the lesson that it brings.

You're right.

But you dealt with that pain in such a wrong way, Priya.

There's no bigger pain in the world...

than the one you love dying in your arms.

Let me see how you deal with that.

Arjun... Arjun...

Arjun... Arjun...

The pain you experienced till now taught you to survive.

But this pain should teach you how to live.

Arjun...

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Hey.

How are you?

My brother went missing because of me.

How can I...

Prathap, please.

You kept warning me, Priya.

But I didn't think much of it.

Priya...

What's wrong?

That...

That ribbon box belongs to you, right?

Oh.

It's a ribbon.

It's not mine, Priya.

It belonged to Arjun.

We shared this room.

But he never lived here.

I don't know the story behind this box.

But he'd stare at it for hours.

Crazy guy!

I miss him.

"Everyday is a new opportunity to pursue your destination But is every minute pushing you miles away from it?"

"A new friendship has blossomed In search of the spring"

"Let light shine on your dreams Let darkness lurk in the nights"

A peek into your heart.

A small window into your world.

Is it possible?

You made me run after you so badly.

Wait and watch.

I'll make you run after me some day.

"Even though your love has slipped away, their image is stuck in your eyes"

"Is this unreconciled melody refusing to leave you alone?" Has it put shackles on your lonely heart?"

"Is the shore ever coming close? What is this grief trying to teach? Is spring going to come back for the eyes that fail to dream anymore?"

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

It's not Arjun.

It's Nani.

This is a blood thickener.

Keeps you from loosing too much blood.

Coffee?

I don't like coffee.

Good.

Don't you know why your mother used to cry?

Uh-huh.

But...

if my father had loved her like you love me,

she would've been alive, maybe.

Hey!

Why are you shy?

It's not like this is our first time.

I still can't get over that day.

What day?

Remember that day?