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'And I thought if I can

make some money out of it...'

'...it'll make life easier for me.'

'I was completely wrong to think that.'

Hello.

Aren't you the caretaker

who my uncle speaks so highly of?

That pianist.

Yes, that's me.

- And you?

- Meher.

Meher Wadia.

Mr. Wadia's only niece.

And, the sole heir to this property.

Anyway, it took me all

day to get her from London.

So exhausting.

My bags are in the car outside.

Go and get them.

Go.

Quick.

By all means, ma'am.

Ma'am, which room would

you like me to keep these bags?

Come here.

Someone from this small

town wrote a small letter...

...and revealed a big secret to me.

I've heard that you play

the piano to make money.

No need to lie, because

I know my information is correct.

Yes...I play the piano.

But, not the way you think.

- I...

- No need for any clarification.

Firstly, my uncle trusted you.

He gave you the

responsibility of this house.

And you...

You turned this place into a brothel.

You... You are mistaken.

I understand everything.

I can tell the difference

between right and wrong.

Do you know how many generations

we've had this house for?

It's our identity, our pride.

And you used it to make a few bucks.

You let strangers come inside the house.

Imagine how disappointed

my uncle will be when he finds out?

And your father, Mr.

Asthana, he will lose his job.

Look, I beg you.

I made a big mistake, ma'am.

I...I...I just want to learn music,

that's it.

And, my father shouldn't be

punished for my mistakes, it's not fair.

I...I beg of you.

Please don't tell Mr. Wadia anything.

I...will... I'll do anything you say.

Please.

Let me see.

Play for me tonight.

Let me have a private concert.

If you can play for the entire town...

...then you can definitely

play for me. Right.

And, if I like your music...

...then I will forgive you.

I...I won't give you a chance to complain.

We'll see...

I mean, listen.

I never had wine before.

I'm sure you didn't. But you will now.

Come on.

Where are we going?

To nice people.

It's slow poison, my dear pianist.

It'll take more than ten hours for you to die.

And...what's interesting is that...

...the nice people,

that live here, will try to save you.

But they won't succeed.

It's going to be so much fun.

I'll enjoy watching their helplessness.

I am going to enjoy it so much.

It's going to be so much fun.

So much fun.

'I don't know why

Meher wanted to kill me.'

'But, even though unintentionally,

I killed Meher Wadia.'

'I had killed Mr. Wadia's niece.'

'What had I done?'

I could see my life getting

engulfed in pitch black darkness.'

'I was assured that

the police will find me...'

'...and lock me up for many years.'

I lived with that fear day and night.'

'I was so scared that...'

'...I even stopped going

to the music school.'

'I would hide in my house all day.'

'But days passed, and nothing happened.'

'When I returned to the accident site...'

'...the police had recovered

the car and the body.'

'Then why couldn't they get to me.'

'I kept waiting for Mr. Wadia's letter filled with anger.'

'But that letter never arrived.'

'Moreover, there was no news about

Meher Wadia's death in the newspapers.'

'My fear lessened...'

'...and I finally realized that

maybe no one saw me with Meher.'

'And maybe that's why no one knew

that I was involved in Meher's death.'

'But Meher did.'

'What she couldn't achieve

while she was alive...'

'...she's trying to get to it now.'

'I am sure this is

Meher Wadia's spirit.'

'And that's the truth.'

'But I am not telling you

all this so you can help me again.'

'I am telling you this because...'

'...you can find the heart to

forgive me for putting your life in danger.'

'Ayush.'

What the hell Nafisa?

Not one, not two, but three truths.

You know his, but he doesn't know yours.

And you two don't know mine.

Nafisa!

Nafisa!

Rose.

What's the matter?

Why do you look so scared?

I told you someday you'll come

face-to-face with an evil spirit.

My prediction has come true.

Now your life is in danger.

Please, Rose.

For God's sake stop

fighting with these spirits.

You cannot face these

evil spirits alone.

They will kill you, Rose.

You're not wrong, Nafisa.

But, I cannot desert

this battle in the middle...

...or give up easily.

Even if I have to give my life for it.

Why? What is compelling you?

Who are you risking your life for, Rose?

- There's only one such guy.

- Who?

The one who lives in Wadia Manor.

Allah...

So that's the reason.

Is he in big trouble?

Well, I can say that in all my years...

...I've never faced such

an evil spirit before.

So what will you do now?

First I must do what

I should've done long ago.

I read your truth.

And, I understand why

you don't want my help.

But, even I have a truth...

...which compels me to help you.

And just like you,

it's difficult for me to say it.

So...

I was only five when my mother passed away.

And she passed on her

power to see spirits, to me.

Then World War one happened...

...and my father lost

his life on the Front.

I was orphaned.

And I was so unfortunate.

I could see spirits...

...but, I couldn't see my own parents.

I was alone but now I was also lonely.

I had no reason to live.

That day,

I was about to give up my life, when...

"Wait, O heart..."

"...find a reason to live."

"Don't let sorrows scare you..."

"...and find your happiness."

"Fall in love..."

"Let your feelings soar..."

"Love is the cure for every sorrow."

"Wait, O heart..."

"...find a reason to live."

"Don't let sorrows scare you..."

"...and find your happiness."

"Fall in love..."

"Let your feelings soar..."

"Love is the cure for every sorrow."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

Hello.

The piano is out of tune.

Took a day off.

That's alright. Another day perhaps.

Hey...

Now that you're here, how about

some music to take the pain away.

"I am your love... try to feel me."

"Its me who beats in your heart."

"You'll realize when you'll touch me..."

"...I am that moment that passed."

"For the darkness that dwells in your eyes..."

"...I am your dawn."

"I am the ray of light waiting for you..."

"...behind the mist."

"Find what you've lost..."

"...I am your path leading the way."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

What language is he singing in?

I think its Hindi.

But what does it matter?

Music is music.

That's true.

"I am your destiny,

weave me in your words."

"How do I call you out..."

"...because I am voiceless."

"Hear me in your heartbeat."

"I am life...live me."

"I am your tear, drink me."

"I am shattered like a dream..."

"...and scattered around,

come and pick me up."

"I'm the one dwelling in you..."

"...and you're my image."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me..."

"Hear me O heart."

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