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Within the confines of the magnificent Western Ghats

lies the breathtaking Sirumalai province

It was ruled by Zamindar Vanathi Rayan

an arts connosieur...collecting antiques and artifacts was his deepest passion.

Through a chance conversation,
he learns about a magic mirror made by a Chinese sorcerer

On further enquiry, he learns that the mirror is presently in Burma...

The timing couldn't get any worse as the British
had just recaptured Burma from the Japan Military after a war

Millions of Tamil immigrants living in Burma were deprived of their
property and possessions and shipped back as penniless refugees to their homeland.

In this dire situation, Vanathi Rayan arrives in Burma to buy the magic mirror.

Despite strong competition from the world’s most elite and richest bidders

Vanathi Rayan outbids others and buys the magic mirror
by offering an enormous sum of money.

What drives this kind of obsession?

When new decays into old, it is usually discarded.

But...

when old changes form, it gets a new lease on life...and the journey continues...

Palani! It's getting late! Let's finish up tomorrow!

Bro, I can hang around a little longer!

and finish up here!

Dude, you can leave too! I can manage!

he's trying to get rid of us!

Dude, we are well aware of your extracurricular activities!

Get a room! This isn't right!

Watch it dude. Don't get into trouble.

I'm way too smart to get caught!

now, scram guys!

let's leave!

what a scumbag! Abusing workplace privilges!

yeah, he's a prince!

Hey, where the hell are you?

Out shopping with my mom!

I can't wait forever!

I don't want to come, please!

if you don't come now, I'll release our private videos on social media!

You unfeeling piece of s***! This is blackmail!

Stop whining!

Shut up and get your a** here to room 1013 at the boys hostel construction site!

(The Forest)

(A year later...)

Are you on FB Live?

Yeah, get out of the way!

This is FB Live! Please share your thoughts on campus life...

This is Madhu, a freshman!

I'm lucky to be here...

in a campus...which teaches us about our traditional artforms...

what else...hmm...

I'm quite excited and looking forward!

A few words about our college for FB LIVE?

Of course...

I'm very happy today!

Hey Magizh! say Something!

Drawing a blank!

anything dude!

I'm Magizh!

A freshman here!

and enough!

is that all?

Busy?

what's up?

Not sure how to convey this!

I'm nervous, yet excited too

I'm confused!

Now, you are starting to annoy me!

Oh, never mind!

Aravind! I'm not jobless! what's up with you?

'Forgotten Forest' - your documentary - is selected for screening in the Amsterdam festival.

Really?

it's a dream come true!

Magizh, the warden wants to see you.

Sir, you wanted to see me?

Sir?

Did you complain to the principal?

What?

You complained about me to the principal!

No, sir!

You complained that I booze in the hostel premises.

Sir, there is some misunderstanding here.

Why would I do that?

Stop lying!

I know you did! So don't feign innocence!

You and your friends are moving to room number 1013, right away.

Sir, this is really unfair!

Tit for tat!

Welcome sir! Hope your journey was good!

Sir, you are carrying this too far.

yes, I'm pulling rank on you. Now, get out.

-Is my room ready, sir? -in a bit, as soon as these guys move out.

Hey Magizh!

How did the warden find out about your meeting with the principal?

No clue man! A Judas in our group perhaps!

Anyways, I did nothing wrong.

But, take care, the warden is not going to let this go!

I'm good, you?

Rajesh? hold on! Your mom!

Mom...yes, my phone is getting fixed. Call me on this number!

hey Magizh! let's get started!

Magizh! Are you ok?

Hi Mom. How is dad doing? what?

Accident? When were you going to tell me?

Ok, I want to see dad.

what? why not? ok, let me at least speak to him!

Dad, why didn't you take the bus?

hey, please!

come on!

I'm here to meet the principal!

Please sign here!

Where is the principal's room?

- Go straight and take a right. -thanks -sure

Inscription says (Vanathirayan..Long live your fame)

I'm Jasmine, a documentary filmmaker.

Pleasure to meet you! And the purpose of your vist?

I'm planning a documentary on Sculpture colleges in Tamil Nadu.

Your institution popped up on FB Live

Your Youtube channel is quite popular

featuring in it, will help expand our reach! its' a win-win.

So, what's the gameplan?

I'll need 5 to 7 days max.

We can take care of your stay.

A couple of days back, I saw this impressive wall art.

Artist...Magizh, right?

I would love to interview you as well.

Guide her to the sculptures department...

please follow me Mam!

Behind the ears...Is this ok?

Seems ok to me.

The neck needs a little work though

there’s someone here to meet you!

Yes?

I'd like to interview you..

- Hold on for a sec!

-Sir, may I?
-Sure

-I saw your wall painting. It was really amazing.

-Hey, are you planning a video shoot?
-Yes, is that a problem?

I'm kinda tired. Can we reschedule the shoot for another day?

-Today, let’s just talk then and postpone the shoot. Sounds good? -Perfect

Hey, hold on.

Let's talk about you.

I'm Magizh from Palani.

My father owns a small tea stall.

I paint wall ads for a living.

Could not afford college education. But, I am very ambitious.

I’d like to go abroad and make lots of money.

Indian arts and artists are in good demand globally.

Hoping this course helps achieve my dream.

Nice, but how did you get started?

Now, that's an extraordinary story.

As the first rhythm flows through the breeze...

The Goddess of love plays her symphony...

My heart leaps in joy when I think of you, my love...

And the stars in the sky are within my reach...

In the mirror of my love, your face blooms like a beautiful dream...

when we part ways in silence...even my tears taste like honey...

The world flies on the wings of love forever...

Love leaves the door open always...even if the path is paved with heartaches...

Hey Magizh!

Don't you still recognise me?

Jasmine?

The magical mirror of time takes me back to a beautiful past filled with you...

My heart never listens to me anymore but follows you loyally...

Make me immortal with your kiss...let us light up the sky with your breath in mine...

Thoughts of you cradle me in a gentle lullaby...

My heart yearns to be in yours, holding it close...

My heart celebrates the moment when I catch a glimpse of you!

As the first rhythm flows through the breeze...

The Goddess of love plays her symphony...

Never really apart...we were joined in thoughts, memories, dreams...

The melody of your heartbeat is breathing new life into me...

Our friendship has blossomed into something timeless and precious...

Your love surrounds me like a guiding light...

My soulmate...my first love...my being explodes in the joy of our reunion...

The same love...the same passion glowing in your eyes...

As the first rhythm flows through the breeze...

The ones you loved and lost will be born again...

You just need to recognize them

The Goddess of love plays her symphony...

Sir, are you ready?

- Roll Camera!
- Rolling

What motivated you to set up this institution?

I’ve leased this college from the Government.

To propagate art forms nearing extinction and take the value to future generations.

Are the youth of today cheering this initiative?

Your background seems interesting.

Besides your passion for arts and sculptures, you’ve done some extensive research on reincarnation

Reincarnation is an intriguing topic.

What triggered your interest in reincarnation?

Reincarnation is very closely related to art.

The soul of a painting can be transformed into poetry or even a short story.

The soul of a novel can be made into a movie. So, the soul keeps traveling.

Death is only for the body, not the soul.

Interesting. So, do you believe in reincarnation?

-No reason not to.
Dr. Ian Stevenson, a great psychiatrist, has proved that reincarnation is scientific after a 4-decade study of nearly 4,000 subjects.

But, Indians are way ahead in this turf.

Let me explain how. Traditionally,

we name a new born after a dead ancestor,

because we believe the baby is the same ancestor who is born again.

Great explanation, is the present life a continuation of the past one?

Unfulfilled desires from a past life lead to rebirth.

Life is a cycle and After-life is also a cycle.

Very few people have memory of their past birth.

For a few others, it’s more like déjà vu.

But, the majority of people have no recall of their past life at all. It makes them skeptical about this concept of rebirth.

A recent article said

that a little boy in Sweden had a precise recall about his past birth. What’s your take on that?

I read that one too. Now, I am going to share something that the article did not.

The boy had a scar on his neck.

He said the scar was from the rope by which he was hung to death in his previous life.

Further investigations revealed that he was speaking the truth.

Will reincarnation also carry forward resemblance in appearance from past life?

(laughs) only in movies, not so much in real life.

It is the journey of the soul.

A boy in the past life could be a fly, ant, snake, girl, bird, or take any form in the present life.

I hope you have a good reason to call me here now.

To study this beautiful sculpture.

What's new about it? I see it everyday from my room.

The weather is bringing on a romantic mood. You better make it worth my trip here.

Pervert! I’m surprised you are a fine arts student.

Don’t you know that it’s best to study a sculpture in the nighttime? That’s when the curves are best visible.

hardly, when you have covered yourself from head to toe.

A phone call would have saved me this nocturnal trip. At least, I could have gotten a kiss or two.

But, this sculpture looks so familiar to me. Not able to place where I’ve seen it before.

Is that so? Where?

Not sure, but I can definitely relate to this.

Go to your rooms, morons.

What are you doing here at this hour?

Get inside your rooms and switch off the lights.

-Sir, Fan not working
-stop cribbing

Magizh!

What's up dude?

The warden is on his night rounds. Hurry back.

Hey, got to go. I don’t want to get into trouble with the warden.

You better leave too.

I will.

-Where the hell is he?
-No idea, sir.

Signal issue sir. I had to call my dad who is sick.

-Stop lying and get out.

Meet the principal if you want to come back here.

Will see him first thing in the morning, sir.

I forbid you to enter your room!

If you let him inside, I’ll make life miserable for both of you.

-Saavy?
-Yes, sir

What's up?

I saw a man sitting on the tree. It was scary.

What? On the tree?

Yes.

Must be some nut case, ignore him.

Hey, what are you doing here?

I’ve been looking for you everywhere.

I’m sure you are aware of what happened.

Yes, I heard. Terrible tragedy!

Why did he take such an terrible decision? Was anything bothering him?

No clue.

Vasanth was a loner.

I feel very guilty.

He was hanging right in front of my eyes. To think I did nothing to save him.

I know how you feel.

But, this is not the first suicide in your hostel.

True, I did my homework before producing this documentary on your college.

Take a look at this.

A year back when the boys hostel was being built, a painter committed suicide there.

-Which magazine is this?
-Theera Aruvi'

-So, we could check there and look for clues.
-It's just pure coincidence.

Take a look at this room number.

1013

The painter killed himself in that room. the dead Vasanth also lived in the same room.

I live in the same room too.

Right from the beginning, I’ve felt some strange vibrations in the room.

This is the second suicide connected to that room.

Sir? Sir?

Sir, there's defintely something going on in that room. Please allot me another one.

I’m not in the mood for your ridiculous demands.

Sir, please listen to me.
-Wait, didn't I ask you to meet the principal?

Sir, there was another suicide in that room last year.

Stop this nonsense!

And get lost!

Excuse me?

I assume this is the office of ‘Theera Aruvi magazine?

It used to be. But, the magazine folded 6 months ago

Any idea, why they closed shop?

Who has the time or inclination to read these days?

Everyone is on Facebook and Whatsapp.

So, the company quit operations and converted the venue to a library

This news is 6 months old. We need more details.

Who are you? Why do you want to know?

I run this Youtube channel.

Ok, go upstairs and take the left. Check out the storeroom.

Good luck with whatever you are looking for.

-ok, thanks.

(Reads) Mysterious death in Arts College hostel

Jasmine, take a look at this.

On September 23, painter Palani committed suicide by hanging himself, at the construction site of the Government Arts College.

This is where a hostel for male students is being built.

Although the dead man’s family suspects foul play, the police have completely swept the mysterious death under a rug.

No further updates on this. This magazine also shuttered operations after reporting the news.

Let’s look for any relevant news before this date.

Hey, this is your college founder.

Let’s read this.

(Reads) The biography of Sirumalai Ruler...

Divine Mother Palichi

'Karumbali'

'Malli'

Urchavan

I am Urchavan.

the official biographer of the ruler of Sirumalai province.

I am an artist by profession.

Post Independence, a law was established to abolish land ownership concentrated among a few landlords called Zamindars.

However, these Zamindars fought tooth and nail to retain ownership and control. Some even succeeded.

One such was “Vanathi Rayan", the Zamindar of Sirumalai province.

I've been officially appointed as his biographer and I am recording his life in this Journal.

This man was an arts connoisseur and antiques collector, yet ruthless.

He got what he desired at any cost and to hell with consequences.

Master, I work in your farmlands. Wages have not been paid for the last three months.

My son is unwell and I've no money to get him medical help.

God will bless you if you pay my dues. Please oblige, Master.

Ponni, the master is calling you upstairs. Go!

(Woman screams)

No.. please.

(Screaming continues...)

Let me go!

My son would be orphaned if anything happens to me.

Please spare my life, master.

I promise to never set foot here again.

I agreed to take on this job because I had some goodwill towards the Zamindar.

But, I was beginning to see a vicious side of him and that was starting to scare me.

But, I resolved to record his biography honestly including this ugly side.

(screams and wails of women)

“Madam, a quick question?

I’m here to record the biography of the Zamindar.

Please tell me what you know about him.

I realized that the Zamindar was a sadist.

He could not produce a progeny to carry on his lineage.

So, he was violating women to cover up his own inadequacy.

You can leave!

My apologies sir. I didn’t notice you were here.

“How is the biography shaping up?”
“Making good progress, sir”

“Urchava! I heard you are recording unwarranted attributes about me, is that true?

No, not at all sir.

(laughs) Don’t be afraid. I trust you no matter what others say.

I value your writing skills. Why do you think I treat you with respect and pay you well?”

My name and fame should live forever.

Of course, Master.

Settle that man's accounts.

Sure, sir.

Hey wait! Where do you think you are going?

To the art gallery. To observe and record.

No one is permitted inside the art gallery. This is the master’s directive.

Sir, I am the master’s biographer.

He has given me carte blanche to go anywhere I want to.

You know how much this biography means to him.

-Then, why are you stopping me from doing my job?
-Alright, know-it-all. Go on.

Thank you, but what's so special about the art gallery to keep out visitors.

Are you for real? It has treasures of the past. Rare sculptures, paintings and much more.

But, the real deal is the ‘magic mirror’ from Burma .

More precious than anything else.

It shows who you were in your past life.

I hope you are not joking.

Go. Check it out yourself, since you have carte blanche.

Did you check my astrological charts?”

-Yes, sir.
-And?

er...
Go ahead, even if it’s bad news.

It’s indeed a very inauspicious time for you.

You have no heirs.

Your wife is dead.

Your adopted son died too.

You incurred the curse of all the women you harassed in the past.

Your properties will be seized by the government soon.

I am well aware of it.

I had bad omens signaling these prophecies in my nightmares.

No one can change destiny.

-And, I’m not too worried about it.

I only want my name and fame to outlast time.

-Give me a gameplan for that.
-Yes, there’s a workaround.

About 50 miles east, there is a tribal settlement called ‘Vannathi Parai. It's a very special place.

A divine mother called ‘Palichi’ who worshipped the chaste ‘Kannagi” lived there.

If you build an art museum or university there, you will achieve enduring fame.

But, it’s not an easy task.

Sir,

what's the necessity to build an arts college in the middle of nowhere?

I want everlasting fame.

Besides, going forward, education is going to be the best business there is.

You seem awfully quiet Urchava!

Good idea, but I'm concerned about the fate of those who call that part of the forest their home.

(Shouts) Why do you care?

Master, the tribal boy is here to see you.

Greetings, master.

-I heard you wanted to see me. Yes, I’m planning to build a college in your village.

We need your support until the construction is complete.

In turn, you will be rewarded handsomely...

-Happy to be of use, sir.
-But, I heard that your people are very protective about their surroundings.

It’s true, sir. Our people don’t take kindly to outsiders trespassing our territory.

especially "Malli.” She is the uncrowned queen of our people. Protecting the forest means everything to her.

Please bring rains to our forest and save our people Mother Palichi.

Malli has superpowers to bring on the rains and even stop it, because she is completely in tune with nature.

Master, there is something else...that I need to tell you...

Sure, shoot!

Your adopted son did not die in a hunting accident.

That morning before dawn,

Malli, had gone to bring flowers for worshipping Mother Palichi and…

Malli, who is this jerk?

A tresspasser who shot and killed a pregnant deer.

I could save this little one though

before he could harm it.

Malli sent her own husband away for breaking the forest rules,

Her pregnancy did not stop her from doing the right thing. -you mischief-maker.

-I am going to kill you...
-No, bro, stop.

Yes, don’t bother.

The tiger comes here for his usual drink. He’ll take care of this scumbag.

You are right.

This is the fitting end to any trespasser.

The villagers adore her. Her word is their law. As long as she lives there, we can’t do a thing.

The tribal villagers divided into smaller sects and lived in the forest happily.

Every settlement comprised only a few members.

This particular tribal sect lived in Vannathi Parai.

butterfly.. butterfly.. butterfly.

Hey Karumbali, what’s the fuss about?”

Butterfly.. sign of danger.

The danger is getting closer and closer...

Sir...

it’s closing time.

Leave the book there and get going.

Inscription says (Long live your fame, Vanathi Rayan!)

Nose is the prominent feature for a subject...

Should be pointed!

Sir, the French student’s postmortem report shows substance abuse. .

He overdosed on a drug called the ‘Magic Mushroom’.

chances are - he slipped and fell into the well in that inebriated state.

We are concluding this as an accident.

We ran a check on his belongings and discovered a huge stash of drugs.

He has connived with the cafeteria worker to bring drugs into the campus.

Of course, we sacked the cafeteria guy.

Have you informed the student's parents?

Mam, I have a request...

Please keep this news away from the press.

Just to protect the reputation of this institution.

Magizh, I need to tell you something.

I have a feeling that Simon killed himself.

What makes you think that? Everyone else says it’s an accident...

A few hours before Simon died, I was in the room with him.

I came to borrow a trimmer from Simon, but there was no one else in the room.

I got a call from home. So, I had to go.

Later, I heard that Simon was dead.

hey Magizh! Come on in!

-Sir, I need to tell you something

Yes?

this is the third suicide in our room.

when the hostel was built, a painter killed himself in the same room.

I looked into it. Appears the painter had huge debts, which he could not repay. So, he took the easy way out.

no matter what the reason is, people in that room are still dying.

We are apprehensive about what may happen to us.

The warden is refusing permission for a room change

if the room is the issue, I’ll speak with the warden about your room change.

Butterfly...Butterfly...Butterfly

Butterfly...a red alert...I sense danger

This is Karumbali.

Malli's brother.

knows the forest better than his own heart beat

He lives in absolute tune with nature...

He can predict the future with uncanny accuracy...

Everyone thinks he is crazy, everyone except Malli and Mother Nature.

Master! A deer there!

I think it's a tiger...

Wait here...

The king missed his mark because of you...

what's his title to me?

He is not entitled to hunt animals.

Even a Tiger hunts. so what?

The tiger hunts for survival.

Not for pleasure, like two-legged beasts...

how dare you?

Malli, Kuzhali’s child is sick. You need to take a look.

In a minute!

Master, she's the Malli I warned you about.

Not Malli!

Deer!

Deer indeed!

You are going to feel better soon...

Malli, birds are screeching...I think the human vultures are here..

hide your deer! one look at it will make their mouths water...

You think you own the forest?

morons!

vacate the settlement!

did you hear what Mr. Trump just said?

who is that?

Sir, you're too handsome for your own good!

Shut your mouth, smart ass!

Sir, all our lives we have lived here. This forest has nurtured us like our own mother.

Please don't separate us from her...

This place is becoming disease prone. you better vacate before you die...

Sir, your concern is touching. But, we have all the medicines and herbs we need right here.

As long as you don’t bring in any pandemic here, we are good.

Move into the town and live like normal human beings.

You can live better and learn much.

Is your society going to teach us something that this forest did not?

Learn what? to kill each other in the name of race, caste, creed and greed?

We are equals here - we share what we have

Your society can never give this to us.

What are they saying?

Bottom-line is they won't vacate

Listen, you need to go by government mandates

This is now a reserve forest

meaning, it is under government control...

We’ll give you three days to vacate

If you don't go voluntarily, we will evict you from here.

that night...the tribe went to the to the hilltop to pray for protection.

It was their deepest belief that the hilltop deity would protect them from all evil and danger...

But, Malli stayed back. She was worried about Karumbali’s prediction of danger.

I’m your sister, do you remember at least that?

Can you not come and live here with me?

You only care about the forest.

Divine mother Palichi is going to be born to protect us.

If she arrives, no one can destroy our forest.

How do you know?

Mother Palichi told me herself.

I was worried about your prediction of danger two days ago.

I was terrified if that meant the end of our tribe

But, now I have no fear and my faith is restored.

because...Palichi is going to come and protect us

Karumbali!

hey karumbali!

An elephant has been spotted near our old settlement. Come, let’s go take care of that.

I don't want to go with you.

You are the only one who can deal with this, come on!

If we don’t take care of it now, the elephant is going to wipe out this settlement.

Bro!

Malli, please make him see sense.

Go with them, bro.

Trusting that traitor Mari, all the innocent men including Karumbali, left. Malli was all alone.

But, Mari had a different agenda...

You? What are you doing here?

Get out, now!

I'm burning with hunger

that's why I'm here...to eat...

Stay away from me, you sick maniac.

I will hack you to pieces

if you don't leave now

you’ll be carried out of here without a head.

You're right.

Only the head arrived, some bones too...

Blood was frozen...

you know who I'm talking about...don't you?

I'll come back...

I will come back and kill you.

The journal records only up to Malli's death...what happened after that?

Did the tribe realize that it was Vanathi Rayan who killed Malli?

What happened to them?

I will come back

I will come back and kill you

We did a documentary on Tamil writers, remember?

Yes

hmm...

We interviewed a writer named Mathivanan?

Can you ping me his number?

sure

Sir, this is Jasmine.

I'd interviewed you for a documentary on Tamil writers.

I do now...must be really important if you're calling me this late...

ok...

I need some information on a writer called Urchavan.

hmm...Urchavan...yes...a very famous writer of yore. He was the editor of a magazine called 'Theeraa Aruvi', but now no clue to his whereabouts. Let me ask around and get back to you.

Who is this? Open the door! Help! Please open the door.

hey! look here!

Oh, is it? (makes kissing sounds)

hey, Magizh!

Sir?

Sir?

Who is it?

Greetings sir, we come from Vanathiparai.

What do you want?

Sir. We have a few questions about your biography on Zamindar Vanathirayan.

I’ve no inclination to discuss that with you or anyone. Kindly leave.

Sir, I’m leaving your Lunch here.

Please ring the bell if you need anything.

We need answers to our questions. Our life is at stake here.

I don't understand the connection.

Events in the biography seem to be closely linked to the suicides happening in our college.

Unless we know what happened after Malli’s death, we can’t save ourselves.

Alright, have a seat.

After Malli died, I lost all inclination to continue reccording that monster’s biography.

Malli was regarded by the tribal folk as the reincarnation of the Divine mother Palichi.

After she died, her grave became a sort of shrine to these people.

They believed Malli would answer all their prayers.

But they didn't realize the enormity of the risks closing in on them.

Karumbali moved away from the settlement and began to live in the heart of the deep woods.

Every full moon day, he would return to the settlement to worship the divine mother Palichi.

The forest officials gave them three days to vacate the settlement.

On the third day..

Stop harassing her, you scumbag.

-Please leave us alone
-Get lost.

Please spare us, sir

Please!

Sit down and Listen.

You guys are as good as dead.

Better vacate the settlement if you value your life.

We will be back in the morning.

If we find you here, we will shoot you like dogs.

You sold us out to the devil, you traitor.

The sole reason for this entire tragedy was that beast Vanathi Rayan

He arranged to set fire to the settlement and burn it down completely.

Some left with their families.

That night..

Malli warned us about trespassers way ahead.

But, we lost her now.

Let's leave too.

This is not an isolated incident.

We have always been trampled underfoot, by the British and our own people.

After they are done destroying and looting forests, not a drop of water will be left.

They will drink their own excretion and drown in it.

This is our home. We live in tune with Mother Nature here.

Instead of abandoning our home, I would rather welcome death.

A Paliya will embrace death rather than slavery.

Vanathi Rayan went ahead with his building plans.

Halfway through construction, he contracted syphilis and became bedridden.

No amount of money could save his life.

His burning desire was to live his last days in the college he was building.

But, that didn't happen. He died before that.

Only two people are alive to tell the tale.

We met Urchavan.

The other is Karumbali.

That must be the man I saw that night on the tree.

It was a full moon day.

Maybe, he can tell us why these suicides are happening.

Hey.

-Where is Rajesh?
-No idea.

Rajesh, what’s wrong with you? Stop this crazy behavior.

Let go!

Rajesh, are you ok?

Put this up on the notice board.

What the hell is wrong with you man? You said a change of room will work.

How's Rajesh?

Doctors say he has slipped into a coma.

Did you hear that?

I need to tell you something.

What's it?

Jasmine found a scoop relating to the painter’s suicide.

A follow-up led us to a writer called Urchavan

His biography on our college founder is the key to this mystery.

The book ended abruptly with Malli’s death. But, Urchavan is still alive.

Jasmine and I met him. He told us about what happened after Malli's death.

Those past incidents have some strong connect to these suicides.

Karumbali?

Karumbali?

Karumbali?

Karumbali?

Is the room haunted?

Tell me why these suicides are happening, please.

That is where Malli lies buried and it was a sacred shrine for us.

You polluted the sanctity of the place with obscene activities. That angered the spirits.

But, we closed up the room. Why are the suicides continuing?

You think everything goes back to normal if you close up the room?

Then, please tell us how to stop this.

You can't stop it, until Malli reincarnates and kills Vanathi Rayan...

the hunt is on!

Some people have a precise recall of their past life.

Urchava!

You traitor!

Nagaraj? Nagaraj? Nagaraj?

Master, please don't kill me.

Master!

Your sins are piling up, sir.

You are right, Urchava.

Please let me live.

Guess what's the biggest mistake I made?

Please spare my life, sir.

letting you live...

Sir. please.

Red moon day!

[ TV playing]

Karumbali has clearly said the spirits of dead tribals are responsible for the suicides.

But, what I don't get is

the connection between the spirits and reincarnation.

There is some connection.

Every life has an expiry date.

If life ends before this destined time,

say by murder or suicide,

Trauma continues for that soul until its time comes.

It will remain a spirit until it reincarnates.

I read that biography too.

Vanathi Rayan killed Malli on a Red Moon day, 50 years back.

Today, it's the Red Moon day again.

Before tonight, we need to find the reincarnations of Malli,

and the Zamindar too.

If you don’t find them, Rajesh and you will share the same fate as your roommates.

How do we determine that a person is the reincarnation of Malli or Vanathi Rayan?

There are some subtle connections between past and present lives.

If you have any suspects, bring the person to me.

With the help of past life regression therapy, we can confirm the identity.

Until Malli reincarnates and kills Vanathi Rayan, the suicides will continue.

There is a connection between past and present lives.

This sculpture seems very familiar to me.

I can definitely relate to this.

Hey, what’s this?

The symbol of reincarnation.

Actually, it has 3 parts. One for birth, one for death and the other for rebirth.

Magizh, you wait here.

Let's go.

go.

go.

Relax!

I'm going to light this candle.

Trust me, I’m doing all this to help Magizh.

focus on the flame!

slowly draw in your breath!

Inhale and exhale gently. No rush.

there you go!

Please open the door.

focus on the flame!

focus on the flame.

Open the door.

Now, you’ll start to remember your past life...

Jasmine, you are Malli, aren't you?

Do you remember the Zamindar, your people? Vanathiparai?

The past and present are connected.

A man in his past life could reincarnate as

a fly, ant, snake, girl, bird or take any form in the present life. .

You lived in the same room too. Yet, nothing happened to you.

How did I miss that?

Had I realized, I would have killed and buried you there. .

Get on your feet, Malli!

He destroyed our tribe, forest, lives...

Malli, you cannot let this monster live...

This is payback time. Get up!

Get up and kill him!

Jasmine, this is Sri!

Yes, Sri.

Rajesh has recovered from Coma. he's conscious again.

Tried to reach Magizh, but his number is not reachable.

Will you please let him know?

Sure