'Last night... I dreamt the same dream again...'
'Once again...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 quietly...in the darkness of the night.'
'Like someone who knows all the secrets...'
'..but is still silent.'
'As if it's saying...'
"Don't you miss me?"
'Even if we miss it, what can we do?'
'We can't ever go back there.'
'But yesmwe 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 film is taking her beauty sleep.
Hi, Happy Valentine's Day!
Happy Valentine's Day!
Now, say cheese.
Why the camera?
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...always... always be with me.
Yeah!
I will always...always... always be with you.
Now turn it off.
You will never leave me.
I will never leave you.
And... - Now shut it down.
...give me a nice kissy. - No.
No. - No.
Hey come on... Whatever...
What nonsense...
It was mad. - We must go again.
What about Shekhar, where is he? - His wife called.
Poor guy. - Where's he going?
That's what she saying. Her husband is Indian.
Come with me.
Excuse me. - It's okay.
Look at what your so-called friend has done.
"Okay, I love you..."
"Now shutdown the camera."
"No. Now say..."
"Okay, I love you..."
"Now shutdown the camera." - See this.
"No. Now say..."
"You will always...always... always be with me."
"Okay, I love you..."
"Now shutdown the camera."
Oh God. - "No. Now say..."
"Okay, I love you..."
"...now shutdown the camera.
"No. Now say..."
I am sorry.
"You will always...always... always be with me."
I'm not going to leave him. I won't spare him.
Sam ee r! Sam ee r!
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?
What joy did you get?
The joy you got after leaving me, running me...
..and marrying someone else...
...l felt the same joy in ruining your marriage.
Now the whole world knows.
You made promises to me and married someone else.
Bloody unfaithful Simran.
If proving that I am unfaithful makes you happy..
..then okay...l am unfaithful.
What about all the ways that you've betrayed yourself?
Won't you celebrate those?
You fought with your parents...
...and broke all ties with them...
..and betrayed that relationship.
You wrote one book...
...but, left three books incomplete.
And betrayed 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 and that's what you're angry at, not me.
Try to look for the Kabir...
that I fell in love with...
...because I don't know who this incomplete and hopeless Kabir is.
Hi, Sid. - Hi.
I would've asked how you are...
...if your face wasn't already revealing your condition.
I admit my face isn't in a good state.
But, I am here to say something nice.
Wow! I'm getting the opportunity"
..to hear you say something nice.
Go on!
I want to write a book.
Incomplete or complete?
I'm not joking, I am serious.
Even I am serious.
You've already taken the advance for three books.
I am answerable to the board of directors.
Now you'll want an advance again.
What's this?
I am not here for the advance.
In fact, I am returning the advance...
...l took for the previous three books.
This is yours.
I don't understand.
Siddhanh, 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.
But now I want to write a book that will help me win back everyone's trust.
Maybe..
So...l need your help.
You can print it if you like it.
That's it.
Today after many years I can see glimpses of the old Kabir Malhotra in you.
Some bits of me are visible...
...but some are yet to be re-discovered.
I'll return when I find all the pieces.
I'm leaving for now.
Kabir!
Where will you go?
"O my heart! Let's go far away from this world."
"Let's hold the fingers of the road and start walking."
"O my heart! Let's go far away from this world."
"Let's hold the fingers of the road and start walking."
"Where there are no happiness's and no sadness's."
"Let's find such a place."
"What you've won and lost, why are you thinking so much about it."
"You are the river, you're the sea, why are you holding yourself back."
"What you've won and lost, why are you thinking so much about it."
"You are the river, you're the sea, why are you holding yourself back."
"Whatever has happened, has happened."
"Whatever is going to happen, will happen."
"Why are you blaming your destiny."
"You reap what you sow."
"Where there are some new mornings."
"Let's find such a place."
"What you've won and lost, why are you thinking so much about it."
"You are the river, you're the sea, why are you holding yourself back."
"What you've won and lost, why are you thinking so much about it."
"You are the river, you're the sea, why are you holding yourself back."
It's a strange place, isn't it?
Normally...the journey of life ends here.
But at this crematorium...
...the journey of unfulfilled desires begins.
What do you mean?
People come...tie a ribbon...
...and pray for their incomplete desires to be fulfilled.
I wish fulfilling desires was that easy.
Give it a try... maybe.
...l just buried my desires.
Once I start something new...
...l will pray for it to be fulfilled too.
Listen...
You will definitely find new desires...
...on the path that you've taken.
But remember...your desires...
...will bring you back here.
Hello.
Anybody there?
Are you okay?
E m pfY-
Huh? - 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.
O kaY-
Deposit?
You're filling up an empty room, that's all for now.
Dinner at 8, in the Dining Room.
Come.
It's really quiet here.
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.
Do you look after this big house alone?
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's lonely even in a crowd.
Well...
...yes, that's true.
It's the things that we can't tell others that make us feel lonely.
We're all prey to our own secrets.
Yeah...you're right.
I never thought of it that way.
I am a writermnovelist.
Here to write a story.
Write a story...or 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 goodnight. - Yeah.
Goodnight.
'After meeting Meera... I realized one thing.'
'She was much more incomplete...than I was.'
"She was lonelier...than me."
'She was burdened with many more secrets...than I was."
'And somewhere... between her secrets and mine...'
'...was my story.'
'And that night... the story took a new turn.'
Wake up!
"My beloved will return."
"Will return."
"How are the lamps alight without the flame?"
"Though nobody's shooting, the arrows are let out of their quiver."
"Though nobody's shooting."
Are you okay?
Some...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 own eyes and..
No!
The painting...
First the man was in this painting then, he disappeared.
N---...
Book
This...
Look...
...sometimes when the wind blows in these valleys...
...the creaking wood of these old houses almost sound like footsteps.
You have travelled a long way and must also be tired.
I think you need a good night's 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, Manasar.
19001.
And yes...
If I am not at home, my man Rashid will be.
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 like to bother a single woman.
Yeah.
So...where are you going with the bag?
Nothing. I was thinking of doing some sight-seeing.
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 slip out without eating 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, there's a dry fruit store at the crossroads.
Turn left and head straight.
Thank you.
- You shouldn't say no to food.
- I'd heard that saying after a very long time.
- After a long time I felt like there was someone who cared about my meals.
- Whose small gestures had started touching my heart.
- But, on one hand where there were things about Meera that made me happy...
- ...on the other hand the workings of her mind continued to baffle me.
Excuse me, mister.
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 shifted to the city now.
That dry-fruit store shifted out years ago.
You haven't stepped out of your house for that long.
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.
Not out there.
That's the thought that brought you back here.
Right or wrong?
You make every conversation complicated.
If I make things easier, then how will you find your story?
I've no right to ask you this question.
But what mystery are you hiding?
To know my truth... you'll have to be honest too.
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 slowly developing here?
What do you mean?
A vacant house.
A lonely girl.
Her husband's sick.
A traveler suddenly arrives.
And soon he finds out...
...that there are mysteries hidden in this house.
He wants to get closer 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...
"At least I got to know about the thoughts of your heart."
"The ones that you had kept hidden from the world."
"At least I was acquainted with that thought of yours."
"Which you had kept hidden from your own self."
"Somewhere I am reading your eyes your thoughts."
"Somewhere I am getting moulded in your heart, in your heart beats."
"Every moment you are attached to me."
"Whether I was close to you or away.."
"You are sad on the day when I don't see you or meet you.."
"You remain very quiet on the day."
"When I don't say or hear anything to you."
"l have become a reason to live."
"Don't hide this thing from yourself.."
"Every moment you are attached to me."
"Whether I was close to you or away.."
"Even if you don't say it thing through your lips."
"It's only me who lives in your heart."
"Your breaths say yes."
"if I touch or hold your hand."
"Come on say what you wish.."
"..this is the time to accept, to admit."
"Every moment you are attached to me."
"Whether I was close to you or away.."
Meera! - I am sorry, Kabir.
Please, let go.
Sometimes you get close to me and then you get distant.
Why? Why? What is it?
Kabir, please let me go. - No, no...
I know you won't tell me anything.
But at least tell me,...
...would you get close to me if the situation was different?
The situation 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.
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... - That's it...come with me.
Kabir.
Kabir, listen to me.
We're making a big mistake.
We're not doing anything wrong.
This is the right thing to do.
Oh damn.
Pandey, write a report. - Yes, sir.
It was an accident. - Okay, sir.
Look sir, this is an accident case.
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 boulder on the road.
We didn't see it till the last minute.
And while trying to avoid the boulder...
...the car crashed into the tree.
This often happens here.
The truck drivers leave the boulder...
...on the road, while trying to fix a tire puncture.
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...
...that I can't leave this house.
But you didn't listen.
You mean this is all my fault. - Goodnight, Kabir.
Where were you?
I've been waiting for you since two hours.
I am sorry. I am very sorry.
I... - Where's the car?
I looked out of the window and the car wasn't there.
Well...it wasn't working properly so I took it to the garage...
...so I got delayed.
There's no one to give me my medicines...
...or to feed me.
lam 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 reality...'
'...screeching through my anger.'
'I was leaving a relationship incomplete again.'
'When I could finally think with a cool mind, I realized that...'
'...that there was some helplessness behind Meera's lie.'
'A helplessness which she couldn't endure or convey.'
'And alleviating her pain...'
'...was becoming a necessity for me.‘
Hello.
Anybody there?
Hello.
Like I said...
...you will come back.
Since you knew that you probably know the rest as well.
I know somethings; you can fill me in on the rest.
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 held captive by that 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...
...l don't know why I am doing this.
Every time I look at her...l feel like...
...her silence is screaming for my help.
Her loneliness is seeking my support.
"lam no poet..."
"But since the day I saw you..."
"...l 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.
Meaning?
If you had told the police that we rammed some guy with our car...
...they would've gone to the hospital and inquired.
Looked for the body.
We could've been jailed too.
Who would've looked after your husband?
Run this hotel?
You understood all that in a single night?
Very good. - Thank you.
lam sensible.
That reminds me...
...my mom also said that...
...people should sit together and drink, to forget their differences.
Did your mom really say that?
No...but it really makes a big difference if you put it that way.
I swear.
I'll get the glasses. - Yeah.
We'll see the evil spirit's image...
...in this water.
You mean...reflection.
Yes.
On...On...
Where did he gone?
No...no...
I've recognized that evil spirit.
Come with me.
This is that 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...
Oh my, God!
It makes sense.
I heard Meera talking in a male voice.
So Meera was imitating her husband.
This is all Meera's doing.
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 2 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?
Found out the truth?
Now get the hell out of my house.
Believe me, Meera... lam not doing this for a story.
I just want to help you.
You wanted to help me by finding out whether I was lying or not?
Did that help?
Now please...leave.
Meera..
Meera, listen to me. Meera... - Please.
Meera, I just want to know what the problem is...
...that's stopping you from getting close to me?
Who is holding you captive here?
Yes, I am trapped.
But not just me, but me and my husband both.
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 best-seller?
Meera, l..
I think you have everything you need now.
Just go.
O kaY-
"Never forget these things."
"That someone is living for you."
"Wherever you go remember."
"That somebody's living for you."
"May you be safe wherever you go."
"This is the only wish my heart wants.."
"Never forget these things."
"That someone is living for you."
"Wherever you go remember."
"That somebody's living for you."
"Life is a sharing caring friend.."
"..when you are with me..."
"When you're away from me.."
"..it becomes a stranger to me."
"The love that I have for you."
I love you. - "The love that I have for you."
"How do I tell you about it.."
"Never forget these things."
"That someone is living for you."
"Wherever you go remember."
"That somebody's living for you."
"They have been awake, and they have cried."
"In the nights, these eyes of mine.."
"Why after meeting you, every moment."
"l miss you.."
"l didn't understand, you only tell me."
"Why even after getting you am I away from you."
"Never forget these things."
"That someone is living for you."
"Wherever you go remember."
"That somebody's living for you."
Meera... Meera... Meera...
Hungry...food, please.
Shut up!
MeeramMeera...
What happened? Meera! Meera!
What?
There's no blood on this.
Herbs?
The decomposition of his body has been prevented by using herbs.
He's been dead right from the start.
You killed...Jaidev, right?
You 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.
Meera!
Meera! Meera!
What are you doing?
Spit it out!
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? Huh?
What is it?
What are you hiding from me?
What are you hiding? Tell me.
Leave me. - No!
It's okay.
Stop.
It's done. It's done.
It's okay.
What happened here... started back in Mumbai.
My dream was to be a fashion model.
But my parents... were against my dream.
That night...l had a big fight with my parents...
...and I left home.
No!
Look...there's been an accident...
Look... ls he dead or alive?
Someone call for an ambulance! Take a look...
Look, she's running that way. - Forget her, first let's check him.
ls there anyone in the car?
Someone call the ambulance.
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.
Damn...l should've never given you my car.
Look... I've told them that my car was stolen.
Leave the city. - Yes.
I'll call you back when things calm down.
But till then...just leave the city. Just leave.
O kaY-
- According to the Azad Nagar residents...
...who were present at the spot, the driver was a female...
- ...who fled from scene of the incident.
- No one's seen the female'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.
- Or hitched a ride...or on foot.
- Bad luck isn't ever tied to a place that you can escape from.
- Bad luck always follows you around.
- And the more you try to run from it...
- ...the more it keeps coming at you.
Which way are you heading?
Manasar.
You're lucky.
I'm going just there, I can give you a ride.
Thank you.
Hi, Jaidev Dhanrajgir.
Priya...
l...missed my train, and...
...my friends have already reached Manasar.
I just have to catch up with them.
Shall we?
Thank you. - Welcome.
Now you can meet your imaginary friends...
...stay in an imaginary hotel...
...and enjoy your imaginary holiday.
What do you mean?
You have a cellphone, but the battery's dead.
Which means that you didn't get an opportunity to recharge it.
This means you were away from electricity all night.
The wet soil on your jeans has dried up.
Which means that you've been walking though rain-affected areas.
And it hasn't rained for three days in this area.
Which means that...you walked all the way from Jammu.
Designer jeans and latest cellphone.
You're coming from the city but couldn't bring any money along...
...which is why you're walking on the road...
...and not travelling by 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 a bag or luggage.
And she's lying.
But why?
Because she's running 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?
Was...
I'm a widower now.
Oh...l am so sorry to...
Don't be sorry.
I didn't like her anyway. Sol killed her.
What?
Just kidding.
The guest room is that way.
For you.
I won't guarantee that you'll feel relaxed.
But 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...
"Remove all shyness, put night in front of your eyes."
"Quench my thirst, steal the moisture from my lips."
"I'm your burning nights and you're the morning that extinguishes it."
"Let me get drenched in your rain today."
Beautiful.
But...
But why are they bottled up?
Yes.
Because I like caging beautiful things.
"Come and weave your desires on my lips."
"And choose the rest of your wishes."
"My bits are all scattered."
"Let's tangle our bodies together."
"Set alight the heart once again."
"Let me taste your bits."
"I'm your burning nights and you're the morning that extinguishes it."
"Let me get drenched in your rain today."
Will you marry me?
But before you say yes, I want you to know...
...that my marriage rituals are a bit different.
"Come and make these nights long."
"Fill a spark in every cell of mine."
"You're devoid of shame."
"Place your lips on mine."
"Let me cross my limits."
"Where should I stop, please tell me."
"I'm your burning nights and you're the morning that extinguishes it."
"Let me get drenched in your rain today."
You're still awake.
Stay away from me.
You're not Jaidev, you're someone else.
lam your Jaidev.
The only difference is that you now know the truth about me...
...which you never should have found out.
What is this truth?
What were you doing there?
Praying-
Praying, worshipping, reveringmbut, 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 survive a day out there.
Jaidev, I beg you.
I won't tell anyone your secret. Please let me go, 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 opportunity 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 will 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 that I left, went missing or suddenly died.
Then it's just her excuse to hide the truth after killing me.
And I also know that 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 that she's left, then consider that I am already dead.
I've instructed my lawyers to open this letter...
...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 will 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, Kabir.
Jaidev will never let me leave, or let you take me away.
I will stay trapped here...forever.
No.
You're not the only one trapped.
I am too, Meera.
I've been running from life.
I never completed any relationship, responsibility or any story.
But I won't run this time.
I will take you along, even if I have to lose my life.
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?
Once I find my way in his office...
...l have the entire night.
ls that the address?
It's in here.
Shamit Noorie and Sons.
34IHussain Street, Srinagar.
- Shamit Noorie and Sons, is a fake name.
It's been derived from the boy's name that died in your hit-in-run accident.
Namit Shorey.
Shamit Noorie.
I can hear his laughter resonating in my ears.
It sounds like he's saying...
..."l kept you here for 2 years on the basis of a lie".
"l 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've to perform his final rites according to all the rituals.
And that can only be done at the crematorium.
If we simply burn him his spirit will still haunt the house.
And his body should stay intact...
...until we reach the crematorium.
The engine's overheated.
We need water.
But how will we do it.
Meera, if I don't get water then the engine will stop working.
And we can't take this body on foot.
I noticed a waterfall on the way.
I'll do something.
I am scared.
Lock the car.
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?
N---...
I.. - It's nothing.
Come on.
Oh damn. - Kabir.
Oh damn.
Stay here. - Kabir, be careful.
"Silences.."
"..have a voice."
"Come someday to listen to them."
"They will blossom after touching you."
"Call them home someday."
"They are restless to speak."
"Let them speak."
"Silences.."
"..our silences."
"Silences.."
"..these gripping silences."
"Have you ever passed through a lane?"
"Where no one has passed through ages?"
"My time has stopped there."
"How should I express what all happened with me."
"Silences.."
"..are like a musical instrument."
"Bring some tune.."
"Silences are like words."
"Come and hum them someday."
"They're restless to speak.."
"Let them speak."
"Silences.."
"..our silences."
"Silences.."
"..these gripping silences."
"Silences.."
"..our silences."
"Silences.."
"..these gripping silences."
Kabir!
Meera.
Meera!
Kabir!
Meera!
Help me, Kabir!-
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?
lam 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...what's this ash for?
It's Jaidev's.
If his ashes unite with his soul...
...then he'll have to abide by the rules of this world.
He will 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.
Every place where there's my blood..
..my form will appear there.
But you have only one form.
How long will you remain alive?
Jaidev's dying form..
..was heading towards the painting to become re-alive.
Then I understood.
"that there was only one solution to defeat Jaidev.
I should drink his blood and become Jaidev.
So, either the hatred will win..
..or love.
Meera belongs to Jaidev.
Kabir, help me.
Silence.
Help me.
Kabir.
Silence.
Kabir.
Silence.
- 'Meera was finally freed from her captivity.'
- 'I kept my promise to her.'
Meera is alive today.
She did me a big favour...
...by accepting my love.
She's the reason I completed this story.
She completed me with her love.
"Khamoshiyan" (Silences).
Silences still surround me even today.
But filled with peace and serenity.
With happiness and joy.
"Khamoshiyan" (Silences).
"Silences.."
"..are like a musical instrument."
"Bring some tune.."
"Silences are like words."
"Come and hum them someday."
"They're restless to speak.."
"Let them speak."
"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?
"These gripping-y
Let's go? - "Silences."
"The water of the river also flows silently here."
"In this shining moonlight, there are millions of silences."
"Even the raindrops have no speech."
"In the burning hearts, there's a silent rising smoke."
"Silences are like the skies."
"Come someday to fly in them."
"Silences are like emotions."
"Can you feel them?"
"They are restless to speak."
"Let them speak."
"Silences.."
"Our silences."
"Silences.."
"These gripping silences."
"Silences.."
"Our silences."
"Silences.."
"These gripping silences."