I'm scared we might get caught, man...
Me too... We made a mistake.
Hey, what's done is done...
Let it go.
What if someone... somehow... found out and came all the way here?
Dude...
Hey, just drop it. Get back to work.
Hey, look at that...
Let’s try this one.
[Weeping eerily]
Hey, who would be there?
Hey... whose cry is that?
Hey, hey... I’ll go and check, okay?
Vaali... Don’t go alone, man. We’ll come along.
Yeah, let’s all go together.
I’m not coming. You guys go ahead.
Fine, let’s go.
[Weeping eerily]
Hey... who is that? -who is that?
[Screaming]
Hey, Venu! Venu!
Hey, Venu!
Venu! Hey, Venu! -Venu! Venu!
There is... - What... what happened, man?
Upstairs... Upstairs... - What happened, man?
Venu! Venu!
[On Radio] Welcome to Suvarnamaya...
[On Radio] Special thanks to our listeners for the overwhelming response in such a short time...
Hey, what’s this? -What’s going on here?
Tonight marks the end of the series “Sleepless Nights”...
Where is that smoke coming from?
The time has come for hidden truths to be revealed...
What is this? What’s going on?
Hey, what’s this! Let’s take him away! -Come on guys, come...
Hey, hey, let’s go, come on!
Help! Help! - open the door.
This song was requested by Vaali Kumar,
Raghuveer Das, Sada Shiva, Raparthi Srinivas, Eshwar, and Venu Gopal.
Those who yearn to live long enough... don’t deserve to live at all...
With that, this radio station’s story ends.
KISHKINDAPURI
One tea, please. -Make that one by two.
Okay.
Thriftiness!
Hey, where is my tea?
Kishkindhapuri Ghost walking tour?
What is this?
Give it to me.
Ghost walking tour... visit a haunted house today.
Sounds amazing, right, bro?
What’s amazing? What did you understand?
Very simple, bro.
Ghosts and an introduction to them.
They take horror movie fans like me... and all the curious folks... to a haunted place...
Tell the story behind it... Then walk us around the area.
Interesting, right?
You...
Would anyone even go to something like that, sir?
Bro, let’s go.
[On Radio] 'There is a lurking danger of death from supernatural forces.'
This is strange...
You’re taking people to haunted houses... and still bowing before God?
Do you even believe in God?
Only because we believe in God, we dare to take people to haunted places...
That logic actually makes sense. That’s why, ghost...
Hello! We don’t need logic... we need magic!
You said 7 o’clock, but it’s already 7:30 now.
move aside, baldy.
Have you come here to do a food vlog or what?
Where’s the ghost? Where’s the discipline?
Where’s the time sense? Where’s the common sense?
Guys, relax...
We’re waiting for a friend. We’ll leave once he arrives.
Oh, Lord Rama, what is this disaster?
Oh savior of the helpless, destruction in your own temple?
Wow!
It wasn’t your fight, but you stepped in anyway...
shielding both humans and creatures, without letting a single soul be harmed.
How can it not be our problem, Swami?
If any life around us is in danger, it becomes our problem too.
Shri Ram Jayam...
'May the divine grace of Lord Ramachandra be upon you.'
Here he comes.
Something's here. I can feel it...
It's here, that's why we came!
Where’s it? Show me the ghost!
To the north of the village..
to the south of the east.. the western direction..
a place known for ghosts that faces east..
this abode of detention ('Nirbhanda Nilayam')..
But it is written 'Sunanda Nilayam' there?
Try to manage somehow.
Forget the name.. we can change it anytime.
But the truth is.. It won't change.
What is he doing? Is that black magic?
Stop it.
I am feeling dizzy.
Guys.. I guess we are getting late. Let's go in.
I don’t know who Sunanda is. I hope she found me.
Wait.
Do you always come late?
How long do I have to manage? Don't you have any sense?
Sorry. This is the last time.
You said the same thing last time too.
See? Always the same word..
the same arrow.. the same Maithili.
Shut up and let's go.
Press the button.
Look... look...
Bro, who’s that woman standing there?
Actually, there’s no one there. You’re just imagining it.
Look again if you want...
Where is it?
She vanished...
No... she’s dead.
You look like a shrunken sumo wrestler, and still you are scared, are you? Shoo away!
How?
Sunanda was a very beautiful girl...
looked just like you.
Yeah, maybe she looks like you... but after death!
She lived happily here with her parents...
But she didn’t know that beneath that happiness, a graveyard lay hidden...
A graveyard?
Yes... This house was once a cremation ground.
Graves were dug up, and this house was built.
Look there... hands are appearing...
Yes.
Even Sunanda suspected the same.
She followed those hands...
Come, follow me now.
Sunanda followed those hands into this room... She dug under the bed...
and then the bed rose...
She got pulled under it...
Bro! The bed is rising!
But don’t worry...
You don’t have to worry because you’re with us... And... We are experts!
Come on, let’s go! Hurry!
Hey, come.
Bro, bro... -Bro, bro...
wait a second!
I just remembered... I came here last time too...
But back then, you didn’t tell this story.
You said it was some British ghost that came here on a dependent visa before Independence...
Why do you look like a ghost when I ask about one?
No doubt, that ghost stole your brain...
This condition is called “Symphotic Lymphotic”...
Sympho... what?
How would I know? Ask your British ghost!
We have to do something or we’ll lose our jobs...
Hurry! It’s flickering again! -Let’s go, let’s go!
Come, let's go.
Symphotic Lymphotic... never heard of it...
O god! O god!
Moksha!
She’s broken the window again!
Mythu... ball!
What is “Mythu”? Call me Akka (sister)!
How many times will you break the window glass?
I’m not giving you the ball!
Please, Mythu...
Please, Sister...
I said no!
Even Raghav is acting like a kid now.
Can’t even fold his blanket after waking up...
But he gives you a fresh bath and changes your clothes, right?
Can't even throw away the pizza boxes from last night into the dustbin?
But feeds you on time, doesn't he?
He doesn't have the minimum common sense to put his used socks in the laundry...
But waters the plants religiously...
And that’s why... I love him so much.
No matter how late you sleep at night, you wake up and don't think about your life first...
But think about everyone around you.
That’s a rare quality...
So... does Madam want coffee?
I want my ball...
Watch out! you might fall..
Please, Raghav... I need to score a century now...
What is this, Mythu? Just give the kid her ball!
What will I get if I give her the ball?
To you..?
Hey, hey, hey!
Okay, okay, okay... give her the ball...
Give her.
I will...
Here...
Thank you!
Go.
"Are you kin to the stars... Or the ocean cradled in the clouds?"
'The rain that threads the sky to earth... A hue, a living color?"
"A flawless painting you are... A springtime bursting with shades."
'Shall we cross horizons together? Will you come with me?"
"Your many glances strike like arrows, Even swaying the heart of a young boy."
"How can I bear this onslaught, girl When you and I are fated as one?"
"Stay with me, only with me, my love."
"Your sweet little words,"
"They’re my adornment."
"You alone hold my faith, my fears,"
“Girl, you’ve set a storm within my heart, like a wild blossom breaking into bloom.”
"And no matter what comes, The burden will always be yours to share."
"A longing to defy even time itself, This love shows me the path ahead."
You carry the beauty of a cloud, And with just one look,
"You make me melt away."
"Like firewood blossoming into flowers,"
"How tender you are to behold."
"Even the moon seems shy, When you turn into its reflection"
"A figure etched like perfection."
"Your gaze, a sacred fragrance, Breaks every distance apart."
"You make me yours completely As if you and I were never two."
"Stay with me, only with me, my love."
"Your sweet little words, They’re my adornment."
"You alone hold my faith, my fears,
“Girl, you’ve set a storm within my heart, like a wild blossom breaking into bloom.”
And no matter what comes, The burden will always be yours to share.
Is this your WhatsApp number, right? -Yeah!
What’s your name?
Tatikhonda Veerabhadra...
What are you expecting from this Ghost walking tour?
It’s been a year since my wife passed away.
If ghosts are real, I want to talk to her once...
Hello, your wife didn’t go missing... she’s dead.
If she appears, he wants to talk!
Good thing he didn’t say he planned to carry on his married life.. with the ghost!
Why are you here again, sir..?
I’ll come. I'll come again and again... What’s your problem?
Kid... how did you end up at the wrong address?
No. I came here after winning rock-paper-scissors...
What rock-paper-scissors?
Yeah... just a small bet, sir.
She said if she loses, she’ll go to school every day...
But she won...
Not bad, your mom and dad sent you here bravely.
No... my parents live in the US.
Grandpa would be asleep at this hour.
That's why I bunked school and came with Raghav.
Actually, she lives just across our house, sir.
She’s our responsibility. We’ll take care.
Okay.
Dear friends...
to double your thrill and triple your experience,
this time you get to choose the place you'll be visiting...
So, we get to pick the kind of ghost we meet... Like a matrimony profile..
Exactly!
This bowl contains chits with the names of all the haunted places in this town.
One of you has to come and pick one...
Who will it be?
Suvarna Maya Radio Station!
Are you excited? -Yes.
What do we even do there without a plan?
We'll manage...
Vihari bro, you were super scared last time, remember?
Then why did you leave negative reviews?
That’s the thing...
Fear doesn’t have logic, reviews don’t have emotion.
Wow, well said... critic!
Much better than your storytelling!
Your looks didn’t scare me.
The chits haven’t done a bad job.
Watch out!
This is called a Ghost Walking Tour!
Finally! You’re on the line.
Look at him... big tele-caller vibes, "on the line" it seems...
Every time, they hand this to us.
Hi, guys...
Welcome to the Kishkindhapuri Ghost Walking Tour.
Prepare for an experience like never before...
Until now, you may or may not have feared ghosts...
But from now on, just hearing the word “ghost” will make your heart race.
Wait, are we actually going to see a real ghost?
Bro, she thinks we’re gonna see Santa Claus the way she’s excited...
Guys, the time has come to meet the ghost behind that door...
Come on!
Let's go, let's go!
We are first, we are first!
Stop! It's necessary,.
This time your art director seems to have planned well.
Move..
This is really interesting.
You... always so overexcited.
Guys!
The story that unfolded here isn't a silly tale.
Then it must be quite silly.
It’s a story that gives you chills just thinking about it...
This is the story of Suvarna and Maya, the twins.
One was 30 years old, the other was 31.
Wait... Didn't you say they were twins?
You're too smart, huh...
Even in a haunted place, your brain works sharp...
What I mean is, two women with similar appearances.
It means they were born at separate times, but they looked like each other.
Like twin birds born with matching fates, They were separated by a black magician.
He looked just like you...
Oh, stop it already!
Why does every character in your story look like one of our tourists?!
Tell these fairy tales to that little girl... she'll fall asleep clapping.
There’s no Suvarna; only Maya exists here. Period.
Hey! Do you think we’re some podcast hosts telling fake stories?
We’re experts!
Experts, huh?
Okay, say there really is a ghost.
Where is it? In this store room?
In that recording room? Or maybe inside this box?
Tell me. Show me the ghost.
Why would a ghost wander all around in a radio station?
It will stay inside the radio...
Then turn on the radio!
Hey, that’s too risky...
Besides, how will it turn on right away?
Why? Hasn't your Art director set it?
They’re caught.
There's nothing here.
We’re not leaving this place today without seeing a ghost!
Turn on the radio!
Turn it on... Turn it on... -Yes, turn it on.
Yeah, let’s do it...
Everyone's asking for it.. just turn it on. -Hey, is that really necessary?
Wait, they will.
Alright, fine... let’s do it.
What’s he doing?
One wrong move and we’re done for.
Told you, it won’t work...
I also told you it’s all fake... Let’s go.
What's going?
[On Radio] Greetings...
Today is Wednesday, 09/08/1989.
The radio station doors have reopened.
Re-broadcasts begin today.
This is the rebirth of something wonderful that this earth has witnessed.
A grand welcome with a cacophonous sound.
As the unshaken sky holds the umbrella of clouds, A rare untimely arrival...
My arrival is God's will...
freedom to the bound apocalypse.
This is destiny.
[Laughs eerily]
Bhagyam... is that you?
Hey, just staying alive is a blessing now, and you're worried about your dead wife?
Let’s go, let’s get out of here. Something's not right.
Come on, let’s leave... please.
Let’s go, Raghav.
Mythu, get everyone outside.
Move...
Moksha, let's go.
Move.
Raghav!
Thank you for coming to Suvarnamaya.
The process of sending you all to heaven-abode starts now!
None of you will survive.
[Laughs eerily]
Raghav!
Slowly...
Hey, hey, hey, careful!
Our boss has insured the vehicle, but has ditched us!
The one who suggested the idea of visitors picking the place is doing fine.
We ourselves risked our lives and escaped by an inch.
Sister, do you want tea or coffee?
Get me a coffee.
Bro, you?
Anything that comes in a jiffy. Just get it.
What happened, Mythu?
What happened yesterday wasn’t normal...
Are you saying Suvarnamaya really has a ghost?
That would be great, right?
We can provide everyone who comes with us a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Experience?
No doubt, he’s possessed... What if the “experience” kills us?
You...
Brother, did you really go to Suvarnamaya?
Why’d you go there?
First, go home and bathe with turmeric water.
Burn your clothes,
and ward off any evil eye with a pot full of burning charcoal.
Tie a pumpkin to your door to ward off evil winds.
Why all this, man?
My mom said...
No one who goes there survives...
Everyone dies. Be safe, Brother.
He’s talking like a scared background actor from a Kodi Ramakrishna movie!
Leave about him. We tell people stories, right?
His mom told him one...
and he took it seriously, poor guy.
But if the ghost is really there, it’ll do its job, and we’ll do ours.
No need to overthink.
Why is there a signal in the forest?
Is the track under repair?
Who knows, bro?
Our guys always pull up something new.
If he’s stopped here, it might take a while.
I’ll rest a bit. Wake me as soon as we get clearance.
Okay, bro.
Please donate some food.
You scared the life out of me!
Couldn’t you find any other place? Go away!
Don’t say that, son...
I haven’t eaten in a week... I’m hungry...
Hey! What are you doing? Are you crazy?
The poor old lady is hungry, so...
Hey, what kind of human hand reaches engine-level height?
You idiot.
Start the engine! Start the engine!
[On Radio] The roaring steam train, a tidal wave of death...
The journey called life has reached its final station.
This song was requested by listeners Murugesh and Atreya...
It is saying our names...
That’s the same voice we heard at the radio station, right?
Yes, bro...
Mythu, is the breakfast ready? -Yeah, ready, ready...coming
Where’s mine?
Yours is ready too, come!
Come on, let’s go!
Cute girl!
You came, little monster?
No, you’re the big monster!
Sorry.
Add more chutney.
Okay, eat now...
How is it?
Hmm... Mythu is the best!
Want chocolate?
Where did you steal this purse from?
From the radio station we visited last night... I found it there.
Oh my God... you’re such a thief!
You little thief!
Hello..?
Bro, it’s me, Vihari.
Just because someone criticises your tour as fake,
would you really take them to a haunted place and get them killed?
What are you talking about?
Those two loco pilots who came with us the other day... they’re dead, bro.
It doesn’t seem like a natural death to me.
Feels like that ghost really killed them.
Are they dead?
Yes, bro.
Don’t panic. I’ll find out exactly what happened.
"Whose golden voice lies behind Suvarnamaya?"
'This is my signature.'
"Is Suvarnamaya’s story over?"
Where did you go since morning?
Why don't you pick up even after calling so many times?
What happened?
Raghava, come here for a moment.
Look at this.
I feel like they died because they came on the tour with us.
Are the others safe?
Everyone is safe...
except for both of them.
We need to find out whose voice was behind that radio.
Then, we have to find out who those founders were, and why they were killed...
Why were Murugesh and Aatreya murdered? What was the motive?
But this Swastik... It’s usually a sacred symbol.
How is it connected to death?
That’s not a Swastik...
It’s a Cross Swastik.
A symbol of hatred used across the world.
But who is the hatred directed at?
And why?
[On Radio] Namaskaram...
[On Radio] Out of 11 members, after killing 2 people, 9 remain.
Today is Wednesday,
9-8-1989...
A journey from light to shadow...
A bond broken with faltering steps...
While the dawn shattered, darkness settled, and the youth dissolved into sorrow...
On a fierce night, amidst the flames of sulphur,
a lone traveller who stepped into the moonlit mist with one last wish...
This song is requested by the listener: Tatikonda Veerabhadra...
Tatikonda Veerabhadra?
Isn’t he the one who came with us to the radio station that day?
Yeah, that’s him.
But... Why is his name mentioned now?
Does that mean he’s the next target?
We need to protect him, no matter what.
Do we have his phone number or any details?
Yeah, they’re at the office.
Hello. Phoenix Constructions...
I need urgent information.
Does someone named Tatikonda Veerabhadra work with you?
Do you have his address or an alternate number?
Sir, he's currently at the Eastside Gated Community construction site, sir.
But there are jammers placed by the Defence Academy, so there won't be any signal there.
Brother, all the lift works will start this week.
By next month, we can also start the road work from the east side gate.
We have already done all the planning related to that...
Hey, stop!
Hey Srinu, with all our guys here... what’s that sound from upstairs?
No idea, sir.
Hey, drunkard,
go upstairs and check out that sound.
Look at my situation, Bhagyam.
After you left, these guys started calling me a drunkard.
Just show yourself once,
I swear I’ll quit drinking...
I swear on you...
Bhagyam!
Nobody who has visited that place survives.
All of them have died...
Sir, where is the boy who works at that tea shop?
Go a little further and turn left, it's the fourth house.
Let go of the evil eye from neighbours, relatives, everyone...
I didn't go to that radio station.
Why would I attract the evil eye for someone else going to the radio station, Mom?
Bad omens don’t need you to go there.
Even the breeze from that direction can bring trouble.
Mom, he's the one who went into that radio station that day.
Why is he so scared just hearing the name Suvarnamaya?
How many people went inside?
Eleven.
And how many died?
Three.
But... How do you know that?
Hey, go inside!
The other eight will die too... all of them.
What do you mean by “they’ll die”?
Why is everyone dying just by visiting the radio station?
What happened there?
Where did all this fear come from?
We’re not educated like you.
We’re from the old times...
We don’t ask questions.
Still, since you’re asking... I’ll tell you what I know.
35 years ago,
some well-educated people came to our village to set up a radio station.
A girl named Vedavati gave her voice to that radio.
Her voice was said to be truly mesmerising.
The whole state used to listen to that radio.
Everything was fine... till then.
What happened after that?
Some murdered all six founders who started Suvarnamaya.
No one knows how they died...
but the whole state heard their deaths over the radio.
All the glory and grandeur... everything vanished in a single night.
I was just a kid back then.
My father used to say...
Something evil lives in that station.
Every night,
cries and songs echoed from there...
So, the villagers sealed it forever.
Since then, there’s been nothing but silence...
What happened to that girl, Vedavati?
Where is she now?
I told you, sir...
We’re not those people who question and seek answers.
We live by faith...
We believe even those who are gone still live on...
So the voice behind Suvarnamaya... was Vedavati?
And she died by suicide in 1989?
In ’89!
The station founders died the same year...
If eleven of us went to the station, why did only three die?
Sumit, where’s your laptop?
When we opened the doors, the loco pilots went in first, then the construction worker...
They’re dying in the same order!
Which means... Vihari is next.
We must save him.
Maithu, Sumit find him and bring him back.
Actually, get everyone who came with us.
Don’t scare them with the truth...
Meanwhile, I’ll find a safe place.
Okay.
Do you like it?
Since we’re on this trip, take a radio as a souvenir.
Maithu, also bring the souvenir radios we gave them earlier...
Okay.
Why isn’t Moksha in the picture of Vihari entering?
Grandpa...Open the door
Open the door, Grandpa!
Where’s Moksha?
She is upstairs.
What’s wrong? Why are you here looking so anxious?
Moksha... Moksha...
Raghav... Raghav...
You’re okay, Moksha. You will be fine...
Raghav...
The listeners who requested this song is... Chinnari Moksha!
Raghav! -Don't worry.
You’re okay... - Raghav!
You’re okay...
Did you see anyone?
Do you know who it was?
Who?
What the hell is going on?
Everyone who came with us is dying...
Why are we even stuck in this nonsense?
Didn’t think you’d drag us into such a big mess...
We'll write a letter saying that if anything happens to us,
you are the ones responsible, and give it to the police!
Shhh!
Hello Raghav...
Mythili, did you pick up everyone? -Yes, we’re all here.
Just need to pick up Moksha.
Moksha is safe with me.
Come to the radio station immediately.
Back to the radio station again?
Again? Are you mad?
No time to explain. Just come fast.
Okay, Raghav.
If the ghost will kill us anyway, you’d rather pour kerosene and finish us off first?
Take all your radios and place them here.
You were using these to come after us.
Let’s see how you come now.
If letting everyone inside is your problem...
then know this.. I brought them all in.
Kill me if you want...
But why take innocent lives?
You even tried to kill a child... That proves you'll stop at nothing.
You think you’ve achieved something by killing three people?
You’re just a lifeless spirit...
Forget about having a body.
You don’t even have the courage to face us.
You hide your face even in the dark...
A coward hiding behind a woman’s veil!
I told you, didn’t I? You don’t have the guts to face us.
If you’re brave, come!
Show me your power! Or admit you’re not even a man...
You coward!
[laughing eerily]
[On Radio] With blood boiling and powers blazing, a blazing fire rose,
but a tiny cloud came in its way.
As per her special request, we’re pausing our regular programming briefly...
This special song was requested by our dear listener... Raghav.
Only after burning that cotton-soft cloud into ashes and burying it in a graveyard of darkness...
will the broadcast resume.
We apologise for the unavoidable interruption.
Hey, have you lost your mind?
You know he’s killing people, and still you provoke him to kill you? Why?
Do you even realise what you're doing?
Say something, man!
What else do you want me to do?
If I don’t distract him, he’ll kill Moksha first... and then all of you.
I don’t see any other way.
But what if something happens to you?
What’s changed now?
He’ll just kill you first... then come for us. That’s it, right?
What does it matter who dies first?
We’re all going to die anyway.
Hey! Stop it, guys.
While he's trying to come up with a plan, why are you trying to stop him?
Bro, what exactly is your plan?
I don’t know yet...
but there’s one thing I do know.
This is all because of us.
We started this ghost walking tour just to help people overcome their fear.
My mom used to say...
there’s no enemy greater than fear...
and no weapon stronger than courage.
To build that courage, we created fake stories, fake tours...
This, too, was supposed to be a safe place.
We never imagined it would come to this.
I can’t bring back those we’ve lost...
but I’ll at least risk my life to save yours.
Please, trust me.
Until then, stay in a safe place.
Tell me.
Sir, six people were murdered at Suvarnamaya Radio Station in Kishkindhapuri.
I need details about that case.
Suvarnamaya?
A few days before they died,
a girl named Vedavathi came and filed a complaint against a guy.
Raju, take care of the transformer. - Okay sir.
You guys go ahead. There’s a torch in my bag. I’ll get it.
Okay.
Turn off!
Turn the torch off!
Turn off!
Raghav!
Raghav, what happened?
He came back again.
He saw the torch and got really scared.
That means, as long as we have this,
he can’t harm us.
So this is our Lakshman Rekha?
Here’s the complaint file Vedavati submitted.
Hey, what happened while I was gone?
Prasad! Prasad!
What the hell happened here?
Ever since my daughter died, we have stopped going into her room.
You say you're in some kind of trouble.
I won’t ask what connection she has with your problem...
We’ve kept all her things intact.
If they’re of any use to you, take a look.
Veda... Veda...
Raghav! - How are you dear?
Is this a new dress? Looks beautiful...
No...
Vasu, she’s not our Vedavati. Come inside.
Padma, take madam inside.
She is our Vedavati...
She is Veda.. I know... -No, she is not Veda
Don’t worry. She’s my wife.
Our daughter was supposed to get married in four months...
Finding her hanging like that, like a corpse...
she couldn’t take it. That’s why she has become like this.
Vedavathi!
Do you know the person in this photo?
I don’t remember exactly who he is...
but they studied together.
I saw him once or twice when I went to drop her off.
But his behaviour was always strange...
Who can we ask about him?
His name is Bhushan Varma.
He was a teacher to all of them.
I heard he now runs a music shop in a village called Simhalapalli.
Who are you, young man?
Sir, this boy studied under you a few years ago.
We need some information about him.
He studied...
mythology and epics from me long ago...
He was a student I’ll never forget in my life.
His name is...
Visravaputra...
His birth was strange...
When the Earth’s shadow engulfed the moon,
under the twilight of an evil eclipse...
he took his first breath.
When people saw the twisted and deformed baby,
they thought he was cursed by the eclipse.
But the doctors said it was a disease called rickets.
Because he was born that way,
his father loathed him.
kept him isolated from the world.
But his mother...
she held him close, showered him with love.
From that day on, his mother became his world...
"If one asks who brought the first light to my eyes,"
"It is Mother who stands as the answer."
"If one asks who is the witness to an endless love,"
"It is Mother... who has read the very rhythm of my heart.”
"The world I could never grow or rise without, Has been filled completely by your presence."
"My whole existence, unknown to anyone else,"
"Is entirely yours and that alone is enough."
"Yours and mine is a tender little world, You are my dearest companion."
"A bond even the gods cannot grant.. Mother, you are my own eternal treasure."
Visrava!
"Like a mirror reflecting me, Calling me beautiful,"
"You caress me with boundless affection."
"When I call you “Amma,” You think of me as your very life,"
“Pampering me with tender love.. As if I were your very breath."
"The edge of your sari’s fold shelters my happiness,"
"Through your eyes I behold my world."
"And worry.. what evil glance could ever touch me,"
"When an army led by you surrounds and guides me?"
"Yours and mine is a cherished world,"
"You are my dearest companion."
"A bond even the gods cannot grant..."
"Mother, you are my own eternal treasure."
The moment someone laid a hand on his mother, Visrava couldn’t take it...
Fearing what his anger could turn him into, his uncle brought him to me.
[Reciting Telugu poem]
Greetings, Sir... -Greetings...
My nephew...
Name? -Visrava...
He has a shrill voice...
It’s fine.
It’s beautiful, in fact...
Don’t take it as an insult. Take it as luck.
Go on...
Kids!
What is the symbol that has eight corners?
Draw the swastik symbol...
Ladies and sisters, don’t lose hope over delays...
A golden new voice is being searched for!
Do you have mischief and spark in your voice?
If you do, it’s your time to shine!
All you have to do is record your voice or song and send it to our address...
Luck will come looking for you...
Our address – Suvarnamaya Radio Station, Kishkindhapuri P.O, Kosala.
Hey, that radio station belongs to my fiancé!
Mother,
Mother... Do you know something?
A new radio station is coming to Kishkindhapuri!
Come...
I heard that proclamation.
Your voice is so nice, why don’t you try?
My voice?
The whole state will listen to it.
I can’t, Mother...
If the whole state listens to my son’s voice, what could make me prouder?
Don’t ever say “I can’t” again...
If you set your mind to it, you can do it.
I wish to see you reach a great place.
Please don’t say no...
Visrava, A physical disability is not as terrible as a mental one.
Even though Vamana was short, he conquered the three worlds as Trivikrama.
His strength was the faith he had in himself.
There are many who have overcome disability and achieved greatness...
Just like your mother said, try once...
Good morning... This is Suvarnamaya...
Now for the news.
Narrated by your dear speaker.
Listeners, please pay attention.
Dude, that voice is amazing! - Very peculiar...
It’ll definitely work...
Your enthusiasm has greatly encouraged us...
From the hundreds of voices you all sent to Suvarnamaya, we have selected one...
And that voice belongs to...
Now for the news.
Narrated by your dear speaker.
Visravaputra!
Congrats!
You achieved.
The moment his mother learned that her son’s voice had been selected, her joy knew no bounds.
But the happiness didn’t last long.
'Miss Vedavati is the presenter at Suvarnamaya Radio Station.'
Hey, what's that? The one selected there is his, right?
Hmm, I knew it.
I was wondering how this awful voice got selected.
He was more hurt by his mother’s tears than by the betrayal he faced.
What are you doing?
Listen to me... I’ll go and talk to them.
No, I'll go and talk to them.
He stormed into the radio station in anger.
He never returned...
I heard they all ganged up and brutally killed the poor guy.
Poor Visrava...
They used his voice,
publicized someone else’s photo, and when he went to ask why, they killed him.
How can people be so cruel?
As if he never sinned...
He, too, is trying to kill us now, isn’t he?
Hey, Raghva!
Nothing has happened, right?
'Late - Sri Bhushan Varma'
If Bhushan Varma died in 2007... then who is the person we just met?
Vishravaputra!
Hey, let’s leave!
Raghav, Let's go. -Come on, let’s go. Please!
The Lakshman Rekha has vanished.
The arrival of Vishravasura!
Let’s go, dude! Please!
come on, let’s go... Please..
Come on move... Hurry up.
Raghav, step on it!
Drive faster, Raghav! He’s coming...
Step on it, man!
If he catches us, we’ll be corpses buried beneath those tombs...
Three little birds are celebrating, thinking they've escaped a hunter.
But how will they escape the death that's chasing them from behind?
Raghava...
may untimely death befall upon you.
Dad!
Get up, dad!
Dad!
Get up, dad!
Dad!
Mythu!
Mythu, open your eyes.
Raghav...
we’re fine, right?
I’m really scared...
I’m scared too, Mythu...
When I was young,
before I understood the value of life,
I saw two people die right in front of my eyes.
I don’t know what to do...
I felt helpless.
From that day on,
whenever anyone around me was in danger, I always believed their problem was my problem.
But today,
because of us, so many lives are at risk.
This time, I won’t stand back and watch, Mythu.
Don’t worry...
I won’t let anything happen to anyone.
I’ve never seen...
Mythili this scared before...
Ever since the day we went to that radio station,
not a single day has passed without some incident...
Gap?
There is a gap...
Gap...?
28th July to 9th August, 12 days gap...
The article announcing Vedavati as RJ came out on July 28th,
and Visrava immediately went to the radio station.
On August 9th, the founders died.
Something must have happened in those 12 days...
This is the information we’re missing.
Mythili...
are you in pain?
Then, how much pain should I feel for you escaping me?
He should’ve died in the police station...
he didn’t.
He should’ve died in the accident he escaped again.
What’s protecting him?
Why did he appear to us as Bhushan Varma?
Why did he narrate his story to us?
Then again, why did he show his real face at the cemetery?
Did he do all this just to scare us?
And what does he gain by scaring us?
I don’t know his strength... But you are his weakness, Mythili.
Our fear is his weapon.
First, Mythili connected with his story.
Poor Visrava!
Then at the cremation ground, when the torch broke, she panicked.
The accident intensified that fear.
I’m really scared...
What if... this was all part of his plan?
You understood me... that’s why I can now enter you.
With your help, I will kill him.
Mythili!
Visrava!
Mythili!
Doctor, how long will the morphine I gave stay in Mythili's body?
Maximum six to eight hours.
There's no chance of her waking up.
Will she be alright?
Don’t worry, we’ll take care of her.
What do we do now?
It’s like we pulled a ghost down from a tree and locked it in our pocket...
Sumit, stay here and take care of Mythili.
I’ll take care of him...
Hello Raghav... -Sir, I need a favour from you.
Raghav, the warehouse manager at KDA, is Surender.
He’s been working there for the past 40 years.
There are cases filed against him as an illegal gas supplier.
Thank you, sir.
Who is Surender here?
Shit!
Hey, who the hell are you?
Do you even know where you are?
Do you know how dangerous that gas is?
If it's that dangerous,
then what was this cylinder doing at Suvarnamaya, instead of here?
Your panic says it all.. you've done something wrong.
What’s your connection to Visravaputra’s death?
Who are you, man?
No cylinder leaves this place without your stamp, isn’t it
Speak out!
Forget the cylinder.
Without my approval, even you won’t walk out of here alive.
Do you want to witness that?
Leave me! Leave me!
If you tell me everything you know, both of us can walk out and breathe peacefully.
Will you tell me, or will you die? Speak up!
Alright! Alright! I’ll!
My brother Vaali started the radio station with his friends.
He fell in love with Vedavathi, who studied with him, and wanted to marry her.
Everything was going fine...
Until Visrava showed up and ruined it all.
Then why did he use Visrava’s voice and paste Vedavati’s photo on the article?
Who said it was his voice?
The selected voice that day... was Vedavati’s. It was Vedavati’s voice.
Vishrava desperately wanted to hear his own voice on the radio.
But when he heard Vedavati’s voice instead, he couldn’t take it.
Filled with rage, he marched toward the radio station...
Today is a holiday for all our staff.
You can visit tomorrow.
Thank you.
Visrava, what are you doing here?
Such a sweet voice...
Is your voice sweeter than mine?
Vishrava, what’s wrong?
You showed off your beauty.. - Vishrava, what’s wrong?
and snatched away the opportunity that was supposed to be mine.
Now, see what I am going to do.
Vishrava!
Is the sound okay? – You can raise it by two decibels.
Hey! What are you doing here?
Why are you wearing my Vedavathi’s saree?
What did you do to her? -Where is Vedavathi now?
She ran away.
Coward Vedavathi! Disgusting!
Hey! Where did she run away?
What did you do to her?
From now on, only my voice should be heard here...
It's my mother's wish.
Hey! It's our radio station, not your mother's wish to be fulfilled.
We will appoint whomever we like. What will you do?
I will kill you!
How dare you? You will kill us in our own radio station?
The whole village spoke obscenely after seeing Vedavathi run outside naked.
Once my brother found this out, he and his friends locked Vishrava in a room.
Vedavathi!!
Vedavathi couldn’t bear the humiliation... she died by suicide.
Vedavathi!
Everyone wanted to punish him.
But my brother... he wanted him to suffer before dying.
He asked for sarin nerve gas, which is only found at the KDA warehouse.
That gas doesn’t let a person sleep.
They shone a torch into his eyes and released the gas into the room...
Vaali secretly increased the gas dosage.
After 12 continuous days without sleep, his body gave up.
They buried his lifeless body near the Kishkindhapuri railway track.
On the very night of that incident,
all his friends, including Vali, died at that same radio station.
He did all that just because he couldn’t fulfil his mother’s last wish?
That question has haunted me for years...
That’s when I learned the truth about him.
He was a mentally ill patient.
His mother died the moment he was born.
His father didn’t care for him. He was used to loneliness,
and he began talking to the lifeless things around him.
Hey suitcase, how are you? What’s hiding in your belly?
One day, one of those objects... spoke back to him.
Visrava!
Come dear...
That day, for the first time, Visrava felt what a mother’s love is.
Felt what a mother’s touch would be like...
From that day, he never left that mirror.
He even killed his father and turned into a monster in human form.
That’s why so many lives were lost.
There’s only one way to escape his deadly grasp.
The doors of the radio station were shut for the last time.
He belongs to the Agasthya Ashram on the outskirts of the town.
The Sharma you came searching for has been dead for a long time.
But coming all this way after so many years tells me your problem runs deep.
Show me your hand.
He died holding on to revenge, and immediately avenged it.
He did let go of his body, but not the mirror...
and remained trapped in this world.
After Suvarnamaya was bound with mystical powers,
He tried hard to get inside, but he couldn’t.
The very day you left, he followed you back.
But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find his mother.
All he found were the shattered pieces of the mirror you broke.
What's wrong?
If you’re done playing football, let’s start the real story.
That mirror broke because of us...
But in his eyes, you all killed his mother.
That’s why he’s killing you one by one.
How were we supposed to know he was seeing his mother in that mirror?
Now, how do we stop him?
Trayee Vidya...
This is a human's life force,
a fusion of three energies.
Ichha Shakti (Desire), The power of will is related to desire.
Jnana Shakti, The power of knowledge is related to intellect.
Kriya Shakti (Action). The power of action is related to determination.
Desire.. Thought.. Action
Only when these three are together, life exists.
The moment they split, that very life will cease to exist.
If Visrava’s spirit is still in this world after all these years,
it means his energies, too, are still lingering here.
Only by uniting those scattered energies can we send him out of this world for good.
Those fragmented energies remain as memories tied to key moments in his life.
They keep fuelling his spirit.
Find out what those memories are, bring them back.
I’ll use them as bait to end his spirit.
But one thing,
Tomorrow at 5:14 AM,
Uttarayana ends, and Dakshinayana begins.
In the dark hour of Dakshinayana,
no one can stop the demonic power that will rise within him.
[Chants]
No matter how much you scream, you can’t escape.
His body was buried near the railway tracks, right?
Yes.
Maybe we’ll find some clues if we go there.
But since he was killed at the radio station, maybe it’s better to check there.
I also know where he lived, boss. Let’s check his house once too.
"A furious surge of demons lost in meager realms,"
"The radiance of the three worlds, bound in the womb of the cosmos,"
"Time-devoured silence, a tale of doubts at the summit’s end,"
"Deceitful spirits and wicked desires rise, Destructive in the age of Kali,"
"Where weapons, missiles, and atomic fire Desecrate the very heart of sacrifice."
"Amidst the chaos of distorted laws,"
"And the frenzy of beings.. The end of worlds draws near."
"Grief-burned are the scriptures... Destiny strained to sustain the world..."
"Dreadful are the twisted schemes... Yet steady stands the courage of truth..."
"Destroyer of Death’s dominion... Bearer of eternal memory of Power..."
"Protector of the living world!"
This is Visrava's illusion.. don’t fall for it!
"The steadfast call of “Gam” the flame of heroism!"
"The blazing brilliance of “Ram” the fire of wisdom!"
"The terrifying cry of “Kham” resounding like a conch!"
"The fierce movement of “Ham” the clash of battle!"
For his 20-year-long lonely life, this is the only companion.
This might be the object related to his power of knowledge.
What his mother desired, he desired too
and so this is the object connected to his willpower.
Hara, Hara... the spark of the heart, the slayer of evil,"
"Unmatched in wit, a master of the art of war."
"Unleash the weapon.. swiftly strike! On horse, on elephant, on chariot alike!"
"You surge forth in wrathful advance. Brahman Himself, in battle’s heart,"
"Is your unshakable courage."
"A gaze of artistry, mastery, and explosive might,"
"He scorched the ruler of Lanka to cinders."
"The steadfast call of “Gam” the flame of heroism!"
"The blazing brilliance of “Ram” the fire of wisdom!"
"The terrifying cry of “Kham” resounding like a conch!"
"The fierce movement of “Ham” the clash of battle!"
Raghav, go ahead and protect Mythili.
We’ll somehow find a way out.
Yes, Raghav!
Don’t worry about us, go fast! Go!
Hey!
I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find the third one.
I don't get what the object connected to his power of action is.
Can we try to control him with these two things?
This Vishrava, whom even the five elements cannot contain...
...are you thinking of sending me completely out of this world?
Impossible!
Beyond impossible!
[Chants]
Mythili! Mythili!
Unless we know what that third object is, stopping him is impossible, Raghava.
Dakshinayanam (the sun's southern transit) has begun!
Your dedication towards Dharma will form a protective shield around you and safeguard you.
Sri Rama Jayam!
What is that power protecting it?
Visrava... Now, no power stands between you and me.
Come! Let's settle this!
The spirit of Visrava has entered you, Raghava.
Daddy, daddy, I'll drive...I'll drive...
Don't, dear.
Please Daddy.
Only once, Okay?
Hey, careful.
Raghava!
The brave son who killed his father!
You killed your father, I killed my father.
What's the difference between us? You and I are both the same, Raghava!
No!
I didn't kill my father, it was an accident.
That's a lie you have told yourself.
You killed your father, and you are the reason for all of their deaths.
Raghav!
-Raghav!
Mythili! - Raghav!
Raghav! - Raghav!
Raghav!
No! Don't kill them, kill me if you want.
I will kill you, and I shall kill all of them too.
When the eight guardians of the directions trembled in fear,
when the brilliance of the stars was swallowed by impenetrable darkness,
when, in the time of cosmic dissolution, the blazing fire of the third eye scorched all in its path
there emerged a supreme, formidable, and awe-inspiring form!
This is the thunderous war-cry of Visravaputrudu.
In the moment when you could not triumph in battle and death drew near,
even as you cried, “Vishrava, I surrender to you,” he would not release you
your death knell, your soul’s devourer!
I am death!
Raghava!
I am death!
Raghava!
Don't listen to him.
Don't surrender to his illusion.
This is our last chance to save everyone.
Fight him and defeat him, Raghav!
The amulet your mother carried in her womb will stand beside your resolve.
Raghav!
Then, this is the object connected to his power of action.
Raghav!
The talisman!
The talisman is in the cellar.
That should be the third one.
Go and grab it.
I'm fine, you go.
Hurry up.
[chants]
[Chanting]
Here the talisman!
The last object.
[chants]
Raghav!
Didn’t I tell you that I’ll take care of everything?
At last, we’re out of that big problem.
How many days has it been, since we spent time happily like this?
I don’t know why, but it doesn’t feel like this problem is really solved.
Why did his mother... who is invisible to everyone.
appear to Vishrava in the mirror?
Visrava, who was innocent until then,
why did he turn into a monster only after seeing his mother?
Was that monstrous nature... his?
Or his mother’s?