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[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Arika] Hello...Uncle?

Tell me, dear.

What is it at this hour?

What happened?

Uhm,

Please don’t panic...

He hasn’t returned home yet,

just wanted to check if he had come over?

How could he not come home yet?

It’s already 1am!

Where could he possibly go?

[background] What is she saying?

He’s still not home?

Oh, god!

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Betel Technologies.

Hello?

Uh...I’m Arika.

Sanjay’s wife.

I just wanted to check if he is at office,

or has he stepped out for any assignment?

Let me check, ma’am.

Can you please hold?

Ma’am, he is not here.

And he has not come to office since the past 2 days as well.

Oh...

Uhm, okay.

Thank you.

When was the last time you saw Sanjay?

Around 3 to 4 days ago.

Had Sanjay called?

No, Arika...

Why do you ask?

He has not returned home since yesterday...

If you receive any information, can you please keep me posted?

I think you should consider filing a police complaint.

[walkie-talkie static sound]

Delta P8, come in!

Students are partying and causing a ruckus at SV Boys Hostel.

The neighbors are raising complaints,

sort this out right away.

Where are all the patrol vehicles?

There’s yet another fight at the White House Pub, report there.

A female dead body has been found at the Kanoor Lake.

Get the gates closed, immediately!

There’s a suicide case at Shivanahalli Railway Station.

They seem to be around 30 to 36 years old.

The face is unidentifiable.

Send the ambulance.

Over.

[husband] I had kept my watch on the table.

How can it vanish while I was taking a bath?

[wife] I wonder what else you’ve stolen!

[servant] Sure madam, why not!

- Excuse me,- I look like a thief to you, don’t I?

- I had to file a complaint.- Wait a second,

- Take a seat, let them finish.- how are you so sure that he stole it?

Does my wife look like a thief?

It’s obviously him!

Sure, you live at Mysore Palace that I’m so desperate to steal.

Stop triggering him!

Our words have no impact on him.

Bash him up, he’ll confess everything.

Is it gold or silver for me to steal?

It’s some trashy watch!

In that case, I want to file a complaint as well.

4 tobacco rolls go missing from my packet everyday,

I highly suspect these two.

How dare you compare my Rolex watch to your tobacco rolls?

My watch is worth your entire livelihood!

How could you be so careless about such an expensive watch?

Ask this woman that question!

She is immersed into the TV and phone 24/7.

She is immersed into the TV and phone 24/7.

She’s least bothered about our household affairs.

Says the one who’s never at home in the first place!

The phone bills clearly show whom you’d rather be at home with.

You keep escaping for meetings,

I wonder whose house you’re sneaking into!

Have some decency in front of your child!

It’s already late, take the kid home.

I’ll enquire about this.

Forget about the kid sir,

I want my watch back at any cost.

Madam,

atleast you take him home.

Why can’t he take the kid?

isn’t he his child also?

It’s okay sir, let him stay.

He’ll realise his mom’s true shades!

No problem, anyways this whole town knows your true nature.

I wonder how your dad named you ‘Shanti’,

I’ve lost all peace in my life.

Sure, ‘Ram’ suits you very well!

All the goodness of Lord Rama is in you,

let me worship you!

SIR!

My tobacco rolls!

In the process of looking for something materialistic,

you are losing something that is invaluable.

It’s not just the watch that is broken.

Children are like mirrors,

be cautious.

Pavan!

Sir?

You don’t just hear a complaint,

you’re supposed to see through it.

While one eye focuses on the complainant,

the other should focus on the objective.

Your answers don’t always lie in front of you,

all you have to do is shift your focus a little,

they’ll come knocking at your door.

My name is Arika.

My husband is missing.

His name is Sanjay.

He is an accountant.

Our house is located at Thathaguni Estate.

He hasn’t returned home since last night.

Isn’t it too soon to assume that he’s missing?

No,

this is very unusual.

I enquired with his friends,

called his office,

checked with my in-laws,

and everywhere else possible.

No one has heard from him lately.

I’m getting worried.

Do you have a picture of him?

Yeah.

Mom!!

I can’t wait all night!

It's already 12:01,

you missed the special minute.

Every minute spent with you is special to me.

Happy Birthday, my little devil!

Happy Birthday!

Okay then, shall we begin your photoshoot now?

Obviously!

Mom...

Can you please get the phone charger from my room?

Do you need anything else, madam?

As of now, this is enough!

I’ll get it.

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Nidhi...

Why are you celebrating my birthday today?

Because every time a child is born, a mother is born too.

So, today it is your birthday too!

Mom...

You used to look so pretty and different in your old photos.

I've never seen you like that!

Can I get to see you like that at least once?

Please?

Which is why, here’s this makeup kit!

I really hope you like it.

Mom?

What happened?

You didn't like this gift?

No, it's nice.

Thank you.

Then why are you crying, Mom?

How can a gift also upset you?

I'm really sorry, Mom.

Neither do you celebrate your birthday,

nor do you tell me the reason for it.

That's why I tried to celebrate your birthday today.

But I never expected it to upset you.

I'm sorry, Mom.

At least tell me what happened!

Nothing happened, Nidhi.

It reminded me of something.

You don't have to worry about it.

You should be happy today.

Mom...

I share every little thing with you, don’t I?

Why don't you ever open up to me?

Please, Mom.

Talk to me!

Wait,

give me your glasses.

What's wrong with you, Mom?

Why are you like this?

Is it that important to clean these glasses right now?

Here!

Go ahead and clean it!

Really, Mom?

Sometimes I feel like I don't even know you.

Nidhi...

Why are you speaking this way?

By morning, I'll be oka-

You'll be okay! Right?

Nidhi!

Your glasses.

Put them on,

you will get a headache otherwise.

[phone vibrates]

Hello, kiddo!

Happy Birthday!

Grandpa, I’m not a kiddo anymore.

I'm 18 now!

What happened?

Did you both fight again?

Let it go, kiddo!

Your mom won't be able to answer your questions.

Then I’ll find it out myself, Grandpa.

I wanted to hear everything from my mom,

but I don't think that will ever happen.

Nidhi...

She might just be trying to protect you,

from all the bad incidents that happened in her life.

But I feel like as if she is rejecting me, Grandpa.

I thought at least you would understand me!

You know exactly what I want.

Will you get the case files for me or not?

Give it one last thought.

Your mom will be furious.

Your mom will be furious.

I don’t care, Grandpa!

I can't take this anymore.

All I've ever wanted,

is to understand her...

I want to be there for her, Grandpa.

Please don't say no.

As you wish, kiddo.

Hello?

Don't ring the bell, give me a call.

- I’ll come out and receive it. - Okay, madam.

Ma’am, sign here.

Both of them were too young to get married,

no sane family would agree to it!

But in this case,

she stood alone,

and convinced everyone for the marriage.

There was nothing to convince!

She was pregnant.

She blackmailed us with it.

Sharada! [Sharada murmuring]

Sir,

it's okay.

How was their relationship?

I mean,

did they have any issues lately?

No, sir.

They didn’t seem to have any issues between them.

He won’t understand these matters, sir.

I know my son better.

He was not happy.

I used to take care of him so dearly.

I wouldn't even let him lift a coffee mug!

But after he went there, he would do all the chores.

Every 3 days she would claim to be sick.

So, he’d take care of everything right from cooking,

to finishing all the household chores.

He would pamper me like a baby!

But...

that used to bother my mother-in-law.

So we had a heated argument.

Out of spite, she hired a maid.

Even that maid could not put up with her!

She ran away.

She ran away?

What other option did I have, sir?

That woman is crazy!

She’s absolutely insane!

Clothes had to be folded in a certain way.

Even the broomstick couldn’t have any dirt on it!

How is that even possible, sir?

Especially with the broomsticks we get these days,

let alone cleaning, if we just touch them, they’ll fall apart.

And I had to get yelled at for that as well!

It doesn’t end there, sir...

Every item has its own place and position,

it couldn’t even differ by an inch!

Of course!

For instance,

these files are not arranged properly.

Trash should be within the dustbin, not around it!

The pen caps are interchanged.

Water droplets are dripping onto the table.

All this is driving me crazy!

That was no ordinary house, sir!

It was like a military camp!

Unable to withstand her torture,

I wonder what that poor guy did to himself!

Sir!

I should not poke my nose into others’ matters...

Let’s drop it, sir!

Did Sanjay seem like a person who would lose hope like that?

No!

Infact, Sanjay would instill hope in others.

He has never stayed away for so long.

So now it seems like...

he could be in some sort of trouble.

If Sanjay was in trouble,

we would have known by now.

We have not received any such information so far.

Let's be positive till then.

Sir,

Your tea.

Ma'am, coffee.

Please if you don't mind,

can I have a cup of tea?

I don't drink coffee.

Okay, ma'am.

Pavan,

how many cardamom did you add?

one.

I asked you to add two.

Not before the tea begins to boil...

but after.

Sir...

Every little detail matters, Pavan.

Note it down.

Okay, sir.

Not in a book!

Did Sanjay have a habit of maintaining a journal or diary?

No.

Actually, that is my habit.

There was a time when I could not function without a diary.

But he was not very fond of that.

He would say that good memories will always stay with you,

and we anyways try to forget the bad memories.

So, he’d feel there is no point in having a diary.

Sir,

I need your signature on this.

Excuse me.

Cardamom increases your serotonin levels.

It reduces your anxiety and stress levels,

and helps you stay calm.

Give it a try!

So tell me,

how did your love story begin?

You had an early marriage, didn’t you?

The very first time I saw Sanjay,

he was struggling to knot a tie.

It was so adorable!

The first words he ever spoke to me were...

Will you marry me?

He proposed to you at first sight?

No...

What he actually asked was...

Will you help me?

But I took it as “will you marry me?”

I said yes right away!

The second I looked into his eyes,

I knew.

That he was the one I would spend the rest of my life with.

I tied the knot before he got to do it.

That's it!

I was his and he was mine.

My mom never fed me with love and care,

but he did.

Do you love me?

Yes.

My dad was never around to support me,

but Sanjay was always there for me.

Despite being with him the whole day,

I would miss him the second I went back home.

Do you love me more than anything else in the whole world?

Of course!

Promise me...

you will never stop loving me.

I promise.

We could never stay away from each other.

We were past all the boundaries,

our intimacy had reached its peak.

That's when I conceived.

But I was not worried.

It was anyways bound to happen,

so I was happy that it happened sooner!

Everyone was against it.

It was just me and Sanjay against the whole world.

We convinced everyone and got married.

Even till date, I’m the one who knots his tie.

So,

it was a happy ending!

Our happiness itself came to an end.

Why?

First, she snatched our son away from us.

Later, she lost our grandchild also.

Despite knowing that she is pregnant,

she rode her vehicle, met with an accident and killed my grandchild.

Sharada!

She was the one who suffered more than us.

Fate was to blame, sir.

Not just fate,

she herself was a bad omen.

The doctors declared that after her miscarriage, she had become infertile.

Anyways, it’s their life and their issues.

Let us not gossip about it.

If such tragedies occurred back to back in our lives,

I can't even imagine how we would bear it.

But she endured all the pain,

and went on with her life.

I wonder how she consoled herself!

He was the one who would console me.

When I was hurt,

when I was upset,

or even when I was angry,

he would just come close to me,

hold my cheeks in his hand,

give me a kiss on the forehead,

and hug me tightly.

The entire world would go silent,

leaving only his heartbeat to be heard.

As I listened to that...

all my pain would fade away.

Those are age old stories, sir!

But lately, they never seemed like a couple.

Sir...

I’m just a maid, I should not poke my nose!

I still have 4 houses to clean, can I leave?

Savitha,

why should we care about others’ matters?

I’ll listen to it from one ear and let it go in the other,

Trust me, I won’t tell anyone.

It’s so obvious when I see their bedroom and behaviour!

They seemed like a happy couple from the outside,

but they were definetly not together in bed!

They were unhappy.

Then, could there be any extra marital affairs?

No.

Sanjay’s love only belonged to me.

Why are you doubting it?

It's just a routine question.

Don't worry.

If you don’t mind, can you explain what happened that night?

Once again, in detail.

May 22nd.

It was my birthday.

He returned from office,

and baked me a cake.

[Sanjay] Happy Birthday, my devil!

He had brought a gift for me.

I opened it.

It was a heart-shaped antique mirror.

I loved it.

He even cracked a silly joke.

I’m gifting my heart to you.

Handle it with care.

Everytime you open this,

only you will be seen in it.

After being married for so long,

you need a reason to be happy.

But the fights...

you can never predict them.

Within a few minutes,

we had already gotten into a fight.

He got upset and stormed out.

That was the last time...

I got to see him.

Did Sanjay have any issues or misunderstandings with anyone?

No!

Everybody loved Sanjay.

But his company got a new MD on board.

His name is Siddharth.

They did not get along well.

He was even considering quitting his job.

Even on my birthday,

what started as an argument between them,

led to a physical fight is what I heard.

How long will it take?

Yeah, I'll just check.

Sir!

Excuse me, sir!

Sir, you can’t go in.

Sir, please!

Sir!

Sir, I tried to stop them.

They barged in.

Siddharth...

Since the past 3 years, you have changed 5 companies.

1 assault and 2 harassment cases are ongoing.

Another lawsuit was settled outside the court.

You missed one!

There’s another case at HSR layout police station.

You can note it.

Just because I make them work for their salary,

I am portrayed as the villian.

They were all just professional disagreements.

Looks like you’ve been having too many professional disagreements lately.

Even on 22nd May, you and Sanjay had-

Now what?

Has Sanjay filed a case against me?

Huh?

You want me to call my lawyer?

Sanjay did not file a case,

Sanjay is the case.

He is missing.

What?

He is missing?

I thought he wasn’t coming to work due to some personal issues.

I have no clue about this.

Sanjay is missing since 22nd night.

Where were you at that time?

I was at a charity club.

There was a fundraising event.

Are you sure you went to a charity club?

Looks like you went to a fight club instead.

I have epilepsy.

I had not taken my tablets.

I had an episode that day.

I just had a fall!

Your whereabouts on that day,

the people you were with and what you were up to,

we need exact information about everything.

If needed, you will be called to the station.

Be there on time.

[indistinct chatter]

Pavan.

Yes, sir.

Here’s the spot report.

The throat is cut open.

Because of which,

the body is completely drained out of blood and decomposed.

We have collected whatever evidences we could find.

Inform Aravind,

I’ll send across the full and final report soon.

Okay, sir.

[police siren wailing]

- Sir, all the estate workers are frightened. - Why wait till the body got decomposed?

- Sir, we have a few questions! - Has the body been identified?

- How could you not find out earlier? - Sir, please say something!

Stay there, you can’t go in.

Sir!

Where?

On the bench, sir.

Who visited the spot?

Pavan had gone, sir.

Are the reports ready?

- Yes, sir. - Ready, sir.

- I’ll be there. - Okay, sir.

Pavan,

give them our usual statements and manage it.

Okay, sir.

Uh, Pavan!

Yes, sir?

Whoever approaches us after hearing the news,

take a routine statement about the case.

Okay, sir.

Sir,

you have recieved a call from the S.P. Office.

Sir!

How did the news leak to the media before it could reach us?

Take control over your station first!

- Okay, sir.- Close this case immediately!

Fine, sir.

Arika...

Arika!

ARIKA!

You are no more an innocent wife who’s looking for her missing husband.

You are the prime suspect in this murder case.

I’m the suspect?

What are you saying?

What else can I say?

The body was found in your house basement, wasn’t it?

It’s been there for 3 days.

Listen,

explain what happened in detail.

Ever since I filed the complaint and left,

the house was dead silent without Sanjay.

And that silence was killing me.

If he returned,

and called my name just one more time,

I felt everything would go back to normal.

I was going mad!

To divert myself,

I cleaned the whole house.

A bad smell started emanating since that morning.

By night, it had spread throughout the entire house.

I could not even breathe.

I went to check if it is from the farm or if some animal had died.

I could not find anything.

When I followed that smell,

it led me to the basement of our house.

When I entered the basement,

there was that trunk.

I had kept my childhood toys in that trunk.

With the fear of what might have caused the smell,

I opened that trunk.

My heart just stopped for a second.

Sanjay!

Sir,

this courier was delivered to Arika’s house.

Sir!

Why does she need this magazine if she is infertile?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I’m pregnant.

You’re pregnant?

4 months.

So, it’s quite common.

But due to your miscarriage complication,

didn’t the doctor say you cannot bear children anymore?

The doctor was right,

but miracles do happen.

In our least expected times,

we were blessed with this treasure.

Okay tell me,

without your knowledge,

how did Sanjay’s body end up in your basement?

Actually,

I was not at home that night either.

Arika!

You are digging your own grave.

The deeper it gets, the harder it will be for you to come out of it.

I'm sorry!

If I was not at home the night my husband went missing,

I feared that people would misunderstand it.

Henceforth, what others might think is irrelevant!

The only thing that matters is what I think.

Fine, tell me.

Where were you that night?

Whenever we get into a fight,

it is Sanjay's habit to leave midway.

He did the same thing that night.

But I hated being left alone.

I went out and checked,

his car was right there.

Out of spite,

I just remember getting into my car.

All of a sudden...

I heard a loud sound.

I had crashed into a taxi.

I got worried about my child.

The car was not starting.

Looking at the state I was in,

the taxi driver helped me and repaired my car.

The whole time,

I was just thinking about my child.

I went to the hospital directly.

I felt relieved only after knowing that my child was safe.

After all that had happened,

I just wanted to get back to Sanjay.

I came back home.

The door was unlocked.

But Sanjay was not there.

Nothing had changed.

While waiting for him,

I fell asleep on the dining table until the next morning.

Did you lock the door when you left home?

Yes.

Then, how was it unlocked when you returned?

Seeing the door unlocked,

I thought Sanjay must have come home and left again.

If he went somewhere nearby,

he would have just shut the door and left.

Apart from which,

he said he had some client meeting that day.

So, I thought he might have gone there.

Apart from you two, does anyone else have the house keys?

No.

Then what about Sanjay’s key?

I don’t know.

I could not find it anywhere at home.

- Balakrishna, - Sir?

Find out who that client is,

and check if Sanjay met him or not.

Okay, sir.

At what time did you leave to Mysore?

I don’t exactly remember,

around 7:30 or 8 o’clock.

Tell me the taxi’s registration number.

I don’t know.

I didn’t notice it.

What was the driver’s name?

I don’t know.

At least, tell me the location of the accident!

I don’t know!

At that point, my only priority was the safety of me and my child.

I didn’t even get down from the car.

It did not even occur to me that I had to note down all these details.

Arika!

Our subconscious mind stores everything that our eyes see.

But,

you won’t remember it immediately.

Especially,

if you stress out and panic,

you’ll go blank.

Relax.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Now try to recall.

Mysore outskirts...

Some old bus stand...

There were film posters on the wall.

There was a sticker on the taxi which said “Hampi Tours & Travels”

This is all I can remember right now.

I’ll get it checked, sir.

Collect a set of her fingerprints as well.

Okay, sir.

Arika...

your magazine.

Thank you.

All of Sanjay’s items will be returned to me, right?

His ring, watch, specs...

I want everything.

His memories are all that I have left.

What’s not considered as evidence will be returned to you.

Sir!

His specs are not on the list.

Was Sanjay wearing his specs the last time you saw him?

or check if it is somewhere at home.

No.

It’s not at home.

I’m sure he was wearing his specs when he left.

Because,

His specs always had smudges on it.

He never used to clean it.

I always cleaned it for him.

I felt like doing it on that day as well.

But,

out of anger, I let it go.

And today I’m regretting...

that I missed the only chance I had with him.

What’s wrong with you, Mom?

Why are you like this?

Is it that important to clean these glasses right now?

Looks like Sir will set things on fire today...

For sure!

This enquiry could have been done silently-

Listen,

what happened to Sanjay has hurt me as well.

But this enquiry could have been done discreetly.

There was no need to create a ruckus at my office.

I know I fit your profile very well.

Since you couldn’t find anything else,

you are trying to frame me.

Not really,

the victim’s fingerprints and specs were found in your car.

Sanjay’s specs were found in my car?

Madam!

Madam!

- Baby? Baby, baby! - Sir, I tried to stop her but she barged in.

- Did anyone hurt you? - No, no!

- Did they lay hands on you? - Shalini, no...

If anyone dared to hurt my baby,

I will make them pay.

I won’t spare anyone!

- Shalini, listen. - Baby!

I heard they got you here in a jeep,

it won’t even be air conditioned!

And you are never used to being without an AC.

Look how badly you are sweating!

Why isn’t the AC switched on?

Uh, remote...

Where is the remote?

Where the hell is the remote?

Someone switch on the AC,

where is the goddamn remote!

Switch on the AC, man!

Uhm...

The fan is switched on...

That’s as good as nothing!

Madam!

He is not sweating due to the heat of the room,

it’s the heat of the case.

What nonsense!

Baby...

Baby!

Please don’t get worried, okay?

The lawyer is on his way.

Let it be any kind of an abuse case or a harassment case,

he will take care of everything.

Okay baby? - Excuse me...

one small correction.

Inform your advocate,

that this is a murder case.

Look, Sanjay was my colleague.

So what if you find his fingerprints and specs in my car?

It doesn’t prove anything!

Okay Siddharth,

when was the last time Sanjay travelled in your car?

I don’t remember!

Maybe last week.

His wife stated that when Sanjay left home that evening,

he was wearing the same pair of specs.

Where were you at that time?

Baby was at a fund raiser the whole night,

how could he possibly be with Sanjay?

He was not seen there post 6pm that evening.

In the group photo that was taken at 7pm,

your baby is missing.

You lied to me?

TO ME?

Tell me right away.

Where were you the whole night?

Huh?

Whom were you with and where were you?

What the hell were you doing?

I wasn’t in a good mood.

I just stepped out to get some fresh air, that's all.

I know every little thing about you.

Don't try to trick me.

Akash?

Why are you here?

Look,

whatever is happening here is just about me and Sanjay.

Akash has nothing to do with this!

Why are you unnecessarily troubling everyone around me?

When we targeted you at your office,

the entire office was silent.

He was the only one who seemed anxious.

No, sir...

When we tried talking to him,

he got very agitated.

Sir!

Both of you are hiding something from us.

No, sir! There's nothing like that.

Every crime has 2 minds behind it.

One is the strong mind,

which will be right in front of us.

The other is the weak mind,

which will be hidden.

All we have to do is...

bring forth that weak mind and break it.

Shall we get to it then?

Charge him along with Siddharth.

- Sir! - He’s A1, he’s A2.

Enquire about his whereabouts during the murder time,

he cannot be where he claims to be,

because he would have been with Siddharth.

We’ve found the specs and fingerprints in his car,

that’s more than enough!

Drag them out and throw them in a cell.

- Get going, move! - Sir no, sir! One minute, sir.

Sir, that night near White House Pub he-

Akash, DON’T!

What you did that day,

is not as sinful as committing a murder.

If you still don't want to confess it,

let’s just admit that we committed this murder.

Siddharth...

Siddharth!

It's time.

To come out.

Not just the truth...

but you as well.

On that night...

I had gone to meet my lover.

What?

How could you do this to me, Siddharth?

How did you have the heart to cheat on me?

At the White House Pub parking lot...

when we were together,

when we were intimate...

A few drunkards from the pub spotted us.

They attacked us saying that we are a disgrace to our culture.

They assaulted us.

At the right time, Sanjay got there.

He helped us get away from there.

He took us to the hospital.

I spent the entire night at the hospital.

Which hospital?

Vikram Hospital.

Who is she?

Who is that woman?

I need to see her.

Right here, right now.

Call her then, we need her statement as well.

Pavan!

Sir...

Now I get what you meant when you said,

crimes can be committed discreetly,

but our investigations need to be out in the open.

Sir!

In that case, were you the one who leaked the news to the press as well?

After Sanjay left you at the hospital,

did he mention where he was going?

No.

We thought he was going home.

Why?

What made you think that way?

I’m not sure sir,

he said there was some issue at home,

so, we thought he was going back home.

Sir!

Sir!

Sir...

Please trust me, sir!

You have to take this seriously!

First, tell me what happened.

How do I tell you, sir...

This is not just one murder,

it's a double murder!

Another murder?

Whose?

Akira, sir...

My Akira, sir!

Akira?

Who is that?

How is she related to this case?

She is related, sir.

She is related.

Related by blood.

Akira is Arika's sister.

They are twins, sir.

Akira is...

the love of my life, sir.

She’s the one I was supposed to marry.

She has murdered Akira as well, sir.

Who?

Arika, sir!

That PSYCHOPATH, sir!

That psychopath!

- She is a highly intelligent psychopath, sir!♪ As the silhouette fades away ♪

♪ From the light you call my name ♪

- I am very sure, sir.♪ And the mirror starts to break ♪

- She has murdered them, sir!♪ And the mirror starts to break ♪

♪ And my face stares back at me ♪

♪ Are my eyes now playing games ♪

♪ Do the shadows form a face ♪

♪ In the crowd my voice I hear ♪

♪ As I turn, your face is clear ♪

Hello Darlings!

- Sit tight,♪ I’ve been looking for you ♪

- the show is just getting started!♪ all my life ♪

♪ all my life ♪

♪ all my life ♪

What’s wrong?

Why are you not eating?

Mom...

Can I ask you something?

Yes, what is it?

Have you ever felt so angry that you wanted to kill someone?

Killing someone?

You both haven’t sorted it out yet, is it?

Just tell me, Mom!

I have felt that way...

but not for boyfriend issues like yours.

There was this friend during my childhood...

We would never stay apart.

But no matter how close we were,

I was very jealous of her.

Because, people would always love her more than me.

They would completely forget about me.

It would trigger me so much that, sometimes...

I would feel like killing her.

But those were just childish thoughts!

Throughout my life,

I’ve been very careful to make sure that no one gets hurt because of me.

But ironically,

I was the one who would end up getting hurt.

Anyways,

don't break your head over it!

Just give it some time.

Everything will be okay.

When I saw her for the first time,

she was playing the guitar.

Before she could finish playing that song,

I fell in love.

She did not seem like an ordinary girl.

She felt magical!

Until I came across her,

I didn't know a girl like that could exist.

She felt like a beautiful dream.

My heart was beating to the rhythm she was playing.

Words could not express my love for her.

That's when I knew,

that the only reason I learnt to play the guitar, was to play for her.

I composed a song right there,

and performed it in front of her.

She loved it.

She came forth to compliment me.

But that compliment had to go to her!

Because,

she was the one who inspired that song.

We were madly in love with music,

and with each other.

♪ All the desires of love and affection ♪

♪ Never use words to express ♪

♪ All the gestures made by the eyes ♪

♪ are narrating a hundred stories ♪

♪ The heart is longing for you ♪

One day, I went to Kengeri to buy some fertiliser for our farm.

That’s when he started following me

and began calling out "Akira, Akira!"

At first, I thought he mistook me for someone else.

But he kept saying “Where is Akira?” like a madman.

I told him several times that I don't have any sisters,

but he did not believe me.

Out of the blue, he started threatening me saying

"You have done something to Akira.”

"You have killed her!"

I got scared.

So, I filed a police complaint.

They gave him a warning.

After which, he stopped following me.

We were even planning to get married.

But...

it was not that easy.

Because Akira's life was completely in Arika's control.

Irrespective of where she went or what she did,

she had to seek her permission for everything.

Arika had snatched her freedom away.

She even ran away from home to escape from Arika.

But unfortunately,

she got caught again.

She didn’t approve of us being together.

If we tried to go against her will,

Arika had said that she would not even hesitate to kill Akira.

I looked for Akira everywhere, sir.

I couldn't find her.

I came across the news.

If she could kill her own husband,

she definitely would have killed her sister too, sir.

I'm very sure she has done it, sir.

Nothing has been proved yet.

She's only a suspect.

You’re saying that they are twins and your girlfriend has been murdered, right?

Then, where was Akira all these days?

She was here, sir.

I'll kick you right there!

We were asking about her address!

Sir,

she did not have any place of her own.

We used to meet at pubs, concerts...

and any gigs that came our way.

After that...

we would stay back at hotels and lodges.

Where were you staying back?

Purple rock,

Prakruti,

Balaji, Sangama...

Sir,

he has stayed at all the places that he mentioned.

But, he stayed with a different girl each time.

Such as 'Nandini’, ‘Chandini’, ‘Rose’, ‘Juliet’...

How many girls have you gone out with claiming that it was Akira?

No, sir...

It was all Akira!

She was a very colourful girl.

She used to view the world very differently.

She always used to say,

We all are given an identity at birth,

and we live with the same forever.

But, when you get the chance to live as a different person every other day,

why not?

She would even dress up fabulously to match her names.

Who is ‘Margaret’ in this?

That’s also Akira, sir.

But why is there someone else with her?

That ‘Ramachari’...

is me.

I thought I should also try what Akira said...

Couldn’t you get a place for yourselves?

Akira used to say,

If we get a place,

we can call just that one place our own.

If not,

this whole world belongs to us.

Did you not intend to get married?

Go ahead, say it!

If you get married, only you’ll be her husband.

- If not, everyone in the town- - Sir!

Don't speak ill about my Akira, sir!

Do we look like fools to fall for your bullshit?

Where were you on 22nd night?

When I couldn’t find her anywhere,

I started looking for her within me.

I completely lost track of time.

I did not even step out of my house, sir.

Have you ever seen both of them together?

No, sir!

Akira used to meet me without Arika's knowledge.

Sir,

with our investigation so far,

we could not find the taxi driver that she mentioned.

Sir...

she is pregnant.

Don't push her further, sir.

According to the reports,

Sanjay's murder time is estimated to be around 10pm to 1am.

His throat was slit by a sharp object.

But,

the murder weapon has not been found yet.

Apart from your recent fingerprints, we could not find any other traces.

Sanjay’s key was found in his pant pocket.

Which means,

Sanjay should have returned and opened the door,

or someone might have accompanied him.

A few artificial hair strands were found.

Do you or Sanjay use a wig?

I spent my entire childhood with dolls.

I still have all of them.

Could it be from those?

I mean,

If you get a chance to live as a new person every day,

then why not?

What are you saying?

I don’t understand.

Some of our recent findings compel me to ask you this question.

I'm sorry.

But,

how was the sex life between you and Sanjay?

This is ridiculous!

How is that even related to the case?

For most crimes, this usually becomes the motive.

Troubled sex life will often lead to affairs.

Relationships get spoilt.

Anger, hatred and revenge...

And in the end,

someone ends up being dead!

We did have issues between us,

but beyond that, we shared love and happiness!

After being married for such a long time,

priorities change!

Sex was just one out of ten other things.

Could be.

But what if it became the only priority elsewhere?

No.

If Sanjay was indeed a cheater,

he would cheat on someone else to be with me,

but he would never cheat on me to be with someone else.

I'm not asking about Sanjay.

It’s about you.

What do you mean?

You had problems in your marriage.

And you hate being alone.

You found Matthew at the right time.

You easily manipulated him and got rid of your loneliness.

But when he got serious enough to get married,

you fabricated a story about being twins,

and made Akira vanish from Matthew's life.

Just like that!

But what I'm trying to figure out is,

how all of it is connected to this case.

I'll look for it.

You'll have to keep looking for it!

Because I am not the one weaving a story, you are!

Just because I'm in front of you,

you are focusing only on me.

Try shifting your focus a little!

I was not even in Bangalore that day!

That has not been proven yet.

It won't be proved either!

Because you have already decided that I am the culprit!

At least for once, believe what I'm saying.

And search for it.

You will definitely find proof.

If you don't believe the person in front of you,

even their truth will seem like a lie to you.

Similarly, if we believe everything they say,

even their lies will begin to seem like the truth.

Just like what happened to Matthew!

So,

why don't we just rely on the evidences?

Then prove it!

Prove that I did not go to Mysore.

Prove that I had an affair with Matthew.

Prove that I was the one who killed Sanjay!

The moment I saw Sanjay in that state,

I lost the will to live.

The only reason that I'm still alive is...

because a part of Sanjay is still growing inside me.

If you prove it,

you don't have to punish me,

I'll do it myself!

Sir!

Excuse me.

Sir...

it has been verified that she was in Mysore that night.

The vehicle number is KA 09 PK 0305.

The taxi driver was found and he has identified her too, sir.

How can he identify a stranger that he saw only once?

I asked the same question, sir!

He said she was driving alone at around 11:30 in the night,

moreover, she was pregnant and crashed into his car.

So, he clearly remembers the incident.

[indistinct chatter]

HEY!

What’s going on there?

- Sir, sir... - Wait here!

- Sir! - Sir...

He's not listening to me, no matter what!

You're the only one who pities him.

Just give me an order!

I'll break his bones and sober him up!

Fine, sir!

Fine.

I used to do drugs.

But once I found her,

I gave up everything.

You want to file a case against me?

Go ahead, sir!

I don't mind what happens to me.

I'll accept it and give my statement as well.

But,

don’t let that evil woman get away with this, sir.

I'll prove it, sir.

That Akira and Arika are two different people.

And I’ll prove that it’s connected to this case, sir!

Please, sir.

Give me one chance.

Trust me, sir.

Sir!

If I have two extra shots at night, even I begin to have blurry vision!

Him being a pothead, he’s definitely hallucinating.

Even after it’s been verified that Arika went to Mysore,

why are you still doubting her?

I’m sorry sir, but...

I don’t think you are doing the right thing.

Ever since Arika came to file a complaint,

she was calm and composed.

But ever since Matthew came in, she seems agitated.

Matthew might be wrong,

but he is not lying.

Arika might be right,

but she is definitely hiding something.

I need to know what that is.

Come in!

I was called here for some verification, wasn’t I?

Then what is he doing here?

I'm taking his help for this verification.

It’s very simple.

You just have to play the guitar.

Why should I play it?

I won't do it!

Not that she won't do it sir,

she doesn't know how to play.

I have completely verified your background.

I know that you are a single child.

But he is saying,

that you have a sister called Akira,

and that she can play the guitar but you cannot.

So, just to clear all these confusions,

why don’t you play it once?

Just because he said it,

you are using me like a test subject!

Tomorrow someone else will say something new,

so will you keep testing me forever?

How is this even connected to the case?

If you don't play it,

it will connect to the case.

Sir,

no matter how many times you ask,

she will give a reason and try to avoid it.

There is no way she can play it!

Yeah!

I don't know how to play the guitar.

So what?

It will prove that someone else in your house can play the guitar.

How is that?

This guitar was found in your attic.

So what?

That doesn't mean I can play!

This is just a showpiece.

Could be.

But this is not a showpiece.

Sir,

the strings are worn out, not rusted.

The tension between the strings and the fretboard is set correctly.

The guitar is perfectly tuned, sir!

It’s well maintained, sir.

This was found in your attic too.

Extra pair of strings.

Sir,

only those who play regularly will have an extra pair of strings.

I know you can play.

Go for it!

Sir,

didn't I tell you?

Akira and Arika are poles apart.

Sir,

Akira was born to play the guitar.

But this one doesn’t even know how to hold a guitar.

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali Joo ♪

♪ Soovi Laali ♪

♪ Joo Joo Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali Joo ♪

♪ Drift away into a dream world ♪

♪ Where all your sorrows fade away ♪

♪ Just like the glowing moon ♪

♪ May all the peace and happiness be yours ♪

- Sir...sir!♪ Sleep now, my dear child ♪

- This is my Akira, sir!♪ Till the sun rises again ♪

Akira!

♪ Doori... ♪

Matthew!

- Sir, sir...this is Akira! - Matthew, Matthew!!

Sir!

Sir, this is her song!

Sir, this is my Akira...

Only she knows how to play the guitar.

Hey!

I’m telling you one last time.

When she was deprived of love, she needed a shoulder to lean on.

You were just that shoulder.

Not her love.

It might be hard to accept it,

but you have to.

But,

if you ever trouble her or this case with your Akira-Arika story again...

Balakrishna.

Move it! Let’s go.

More than the pain of losing Sanjay,

the torture that you are putting me through in the name of investigation,

is what I’m unable to handle.

Mom...

coffee!

Super strong...

just like you!

Thank you.

Hello, sir.

I had some information about Sanjay.

Can we meet?

Ah, Sid!

Even the simplest of things can get exciting,

based on how we go about it.

I'll show you.

First, remove the wrapper.

How much cash did Sanjay withdraw?

Around 5 lakhs, sir.

Actually, Sanjay had to pay a client.

But he didn't.

Okay.

Twist it and place it on the cream!

Nice!

Did you get it checked thoroughly?

Yes.

Enjoy!

Thank you.

In that case,

he must have taken the cash home, isn’t it?

Yes.

He came home with a black briefcase.

He had kept it next to the TV stand.

But when I returned from Mysore,

it was not there.

Get it checked.

Yes, sir.

Unusual cash transactions, bank deposits and so on.

Also, check with the bank if they were marked bills.

Okay, sir.

There was a brawl outside the pub, right?

Did you take statements from all of them?

Yes sir, we’ve taken it.

- Bring those statements. - Okay, sir.

Ask all of them to come again.

I want to see them.

Okay, sir.

Does that mean...

Sanjay was killed for the money?

Could be.

We will find them as soon as possible.

And...

sorry you had to go through all this.

It’s okay.

You were just doing your job.

I think the soup on your stove is ready,

if unattended for another 2 minutes, it will turn into a pudding!

- Oh! - Check it.

Sorry! I’ll get it.

Smells good!

Thank you.

How come you are so interested in cooking?

Did you want to become a chef earlier?

It’s just a small mind exercise.

The process of cooking and solving a case is quite similar.

Thank you.

If any ingredient is added more or less than required,

it will spoil the taste.

Only when everything is added at the right time, in the right proportion,

will the dish be delicious.

It’s the same with solving a case.

Only if all the evidence and information is collected at the right time,

- Thank you, madam. - will one be able to solve the case.

So,

if you can crack the recipe,

you can crack the case!

Interesting.

[Balakrishna] Rajendra,

did you get the theft case file that we had to submit to the court today?

[Rajendra] Sir, I gave that file to Suresh.

Did he not give it to you?

[Balakrishna] He is on night duty today.

Why did you give it to him!

Rajendra!

Sir?

Remember you gave me a courier that was delivered to Arika’s house?

You were at the station that day,

how did you receive it?

Sir,

the courier was delivered the previous night.

Suresh was on night duty near the house.

He gave it to me the next morning.

Suresh,

at what time did you receive the courier?

Around 8:30 in the night, sir.

8:30 in the night?

Yes, sir.

I live close by.

I would deliver it on my way back home.

It is a weekly magazine.

Which means,

It must have been delivered the previous week as well...

Sir!

Isn’t 22nd the day of the murder?

At what time did you deliver it on that night?

The same time sir, around 8 or 8:30.

Was anyone at home?

Arika madam was there, sir.

Did you see her?

No sir, I didn’t see her.

I rang the bell a few times,

she asked me to leave it outside and go.

In that case,

how can you be sure that it was Arika?

I can recognise her voice, sir.

I’ve been delivering since a while.

Moreover, she’s the only one who calls me by my name ‘Shivu’.

Every crime has 2 minds behind it.

One is the strong mind,

which will be right in front of us.

[Arika] I have enquired everywhere,

- no one has seen him. - The other is the weak mind,

- [Arika] My heart just stopped for a second! - which will be hidden.

[Arika] I’m getting worried.

- [Sharada] He was not happy. - [Arika] Then prove it!

- [Sharada] He was agonized for some reason.

- [Aravind] The body was found at your basement! - [Arika] Prove that I did not go to Mysore!

- [Balakrishna] If she’s infertile, why this magazine? - [S.P.] Close this case immediately!

- [Siddharth] Around 5 lakhs, sir. - [Arika] All this is driving me crazy!

- [Siddharth] Actually, Sanjay had to pay the client.

- - [Siddharth] But, he did not. [Matthew] THAT PSYCHOPATH, SIR!

- [Arika] Prove that I killed Sanjay. - [Balakrishna] 22nd...

- is the day of murder right? - [Matthew] THAT PSYCHOPATH!

[Arika] How is this even connected to the case?

- [Arika] Try shifting your focus a little! - [Arika] Mysore outskirts...

- [Matthew] They’re twins, sir! - [Arika] Some old bus stand...

[Arika] Look for it!

You will definitely find proof.

- [Matthew] This is not one murder, - [Arika] I’m not the one weaving a story, you are!

[Matthew] It’s a double murder!

[Arika] May 22nd,

it was my birthday.

[Arika] That was the last time I saw him.

She’s a highly intelligent psychopath, sir!

[Arika] Trash should be within the dustbin, not around it!

These files are not arranged properly.

Tell me the vehicle number of the taxi that you crashed into.

I don’t exactly remember...

I don’t know.

[Arika] I didn’t notice it.

What am I missing?

What is it?

[forensic] The throat is cut open.

Because of which,

the body is completely drained out of blood and decomposed.

The report says that Sanjay’s murder time is between 10pm to 1am.

But the body was decomposed.

How did you estimate the time?

[forensic] Based on the victim’s watch, we estimated the time.

The watch was broken and had stopped working.

Possibly, because of the struggle during the murder.

When the body is decomposed, that’s the best we can do, sir.

What if the watch itself was staged?

In that case, the murder could have occurred at any time!

At what time did you leave to Mysore?

Around 7:30 or 8 o’clock.

[courier boy] I delivered it at around 8 or 8:30 on that day as well.

[Arika] How many times should I tell you that I was not even in Bangalore on that day?

Was anyone at home?

[courier boy] Arika madam was there, sir.

Did you see her?

No sir, I didn’t see her.

[courier boy] I rang the bell a few times,

she asked me to leave it outside and go.

There is another mind here which I’m unable to see.

But, Arika knows who that is.

You are the prime suspect in this murder case.

In that case,

Arika did not become the suspect by chance.

I’m the suspect?

It was by choice.

My name is Arika.

My husband is missing.

I need to bring forth that weak mind,

and break it.

But this time,

the answers that I receive,

should just be in the form of ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

And it has to be the truth.

Balakrishna,

send an application to the court.

Madam,

you understood all the instructions, right?

Just ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

Don’t get nervous.

- It will cause variations. - I’m not.

Is your name Arika?

Yes.

Is your father’s name Shankarappa?

Yes.

Is your mother’s name Shoba?

Yes.

Is your house located at Thathaguni Estate?

Yes.

On 22nd night, a courier was delivered to your house.

Did you receive it?

No.

Did you ask him to leave it at the door?

No.

On the night that Sanjay was murdered,

at what time did you leave to Mysore?

I don’t remember exactly.

Madam!

Just say ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

How can I answer such questions with just ‘yes’ or ‘no’?

Fine!

Did you leave at 7pm?

I don’t know.

Did you leave at 8pm?

I don’t know!

Madam!

I DON’T CARE!

Arika...

Is there someone else at home who can play the guitar?

No.

Do you have a twin sister named ‘Akira’?

No.

Did you kill Sanjay?

No.

Did you kill your husband Sanjay?

No.

[polygraph operator] Sir, she is not lying.

She has cleared all the questions.

Are you sure?

I’ve checked it completely, sir.

Sir...

SIR!

I’ve never seen something like this in my entire service.

This is the first time!

She has failed a basic question!

She has answered her own name wrong.

Prashanth,

Sir?

Prepare for a retest.

Okay, sir.

Is your name Akira?

No.

Do you have a twin sister named Arika?

No.

On 22nd night, was it Arika who received the courier?

Was it Arika who received the courier?

I want you to answer.

For the records!

Yes.

Akira,

there is no point in hiding the truth anymore.

Intelligence is not just knowing when to fight,

it’s also knowing when to give up.

You didn’t commit this murder,

yet you are here.

I don’t know for whom or why you’re doing this,

But the only person who can get you out of here,

is you.

It’s time to confess everything.

If not for yourself,

atleast for your Nidhi.

After all these years,

If fate has decided to introduce me in this way,

what can I do!

You win, Inspector.

Yes,

I am Akira.

So,

Matthew was telling the truth.

Where is Arika now?

Just like how she would always abandon me in such situations,

she left me and disappeared this time as well.

All that I have now is...

[phone ringing]

Hello, kiddo.

Grandpa,

where is Matthew now?

Matthew?

Why?

I need some answers, Grandpa!

Which I won’t find in these files.

Please, Grandpa.

When did he come back?

What did he say?

He didn’t come back.

Once the case was closed,

we got to know that he had gone crazy.

“Your real mother is Akira,”

“Arika has killed her and is raising you as her own child,”

was what he was telling around.

After a few days,

we got to know that he committed suicide.

Mom...

can you play this guitar for me?

Nidhi!

What is this all of a sudden?

Mom, there is this music challenge,

I’ve told my friends that you’ll play the guitar for me on my birthday.

Moreover,

I’ve never seen you play the guitar.

I need to post it right away, Mom.

Please don’t say no...

No, Nidhi.

It’s been too many years.

Ask me anything apart from this.

No, Mom.

This is all I want.

Consider this to be my birthday gift.

Please don’t embarrass me in front of my friends.

Please, Mom.

Please say yes.

Please, Mom...

Mom,

are you ready?

Don’t feel bad if it is not good.

One moment...

[Matthew] Didn't I tell you?

Akira and Arika are poles apart.

Akira was born to play the guitar!

But this one doesn’t even know how to hold a guitar.

Mom?

Mom!!

What happened, Nidhi?

Don’t come close, stay away!

What’s wrong, Nidhi?

What did I do?

You are the one who did everything!

You have designed my life according to your will, haven’t you?

Well done.

Hats off to you, Mom!

‘Mom’?

Isn’t that a lie too?

What has gotten into you?

- Why are you- - DON’T TOUCH ME!

You’re not my mom!

YOU ARE A MURDERER!

You are a murderer!

All these years, I thought you were in pain.

But I was wrong.

It’s guilt!

The guilt of killing my parents is what’s haunting you!

I guess that’s why you could never be normal with me.

You are not living peacefully either!

Who told you all this, Nidhi?

No one has to tell me!

I’ve found out the truth,

from the case files that Grandpa sent.

Just because it’s there on a file,

will it become the truth?

Which is why I tested you with the guitar.

You tested me?

Just like everyone else...

even you had to test me?

It’s not the same!

To them, you are just a part of their life.

But to me,

you are my whole life!

Fine. The test is done,

you found out your truth as well.

What else do you want from me?

You need to accept that truth!

I need to hear everything from you!

That’s what I’ve always wanted.

Tell me everything, at least now.

I never thought I would become a suspect once again.

Especially in front of my daughter!

Your grandpa made a mistake.

Back then, I had to tell them that story...

so that I could save you.

Today, I’ll tell it yet again so that I don’t lose you.

My dad always wished for a male child.

But to his hard-luck,

he ended up with...

a pair of twin girls!

So, he decided to keep Arika

and asked nurse Nancy to get me killed.

But, Nancy did not have a family.

So, she secretly raised me as her own child on the outskirts of the city.

Sir!

Who would believe her story?

There are no twin sisters,

it’s all made-up!

If she intended to fabricate a story,

she could have created a believable one.

I don’t think she is lying.

I was never allowed to go outside.

She taught me how to read and write.

She even taught me how to play the guitar.

Sir...

It’s true that a nurse named Nancy lived at Kanakpura Estate.

But,

there is no proof that a child lived with her.

While I was watching TV one day,

a man named Shankarappa was discussing about his mushroom farm.

I spotted a girl who looked exactly like me.

I could not believe my eyes!

She was the daughter of Shankarappa, the farm owner.

As I looked at her,

I began to feel a connection between us.

When I confronted Nancy,

she was compelled to confess everything.

Sir,

Nancy lost her life while cleaning the roof one day.

It was reported in the newspaper as well.

After that, I went looking for that girl.

I found the farm.

Arika was there.

At first, she was startled to see me.

But as soon as she got to know who I was,

everything changed.

Balakrishna!

Sir?

Write ‘Arika’ on the board.

Now write that in reverse.

Sir!

Hello, ma’am.

Aravind here.

I need your help with a case.

Your suspicion was right, Aravind.

Based on my tests and sessions,

I have inferred that...

Arika is suffering from a mental disorder.

It is a serious condition of...

Schizophrenia.

Arika was lonely and traumatized.

Her dad was an alcoholic.

Her mom was obsessed with theatre.

They fought day in and day out.

Neither of them cared about the child.

Arika’s life was a living nightmare.

In the midst of all this,

we thought it would be safer to not reveal that the other daughter was alive.

Arika hid me on the attic in her room.

We felt safe with each other.

To come out of her dreadful loneliness,

she desperately needed someone.

They started assuming that Arika was eating more.

If they heard us talk,

she would pretend like she was playing with her dolls.

Meet the real Akira!

Akira exists only in her imagination.

She is not real.

She believed that she was two different people.

And she started living that life.

Both of us decided to live as a single person.

In order to converse without talking,

we learnt a knock code.

[recorder audio] In order to converse without talking,

we learnt a knock code.

Sir!

It’s a code.

It has been recorded twice.

First time,

“Akira, I need you here.”

Second time,

“Arika, it’s all your fault.”

We set many rules to be careful.

The person who goes out had to write everything in a diary.

The next one to go outside

had to read the diary and behave accordingly.

This is Arika’s handwriting,

driven by strong emotions.

This is Akira’s handwriting,

it exhibits her artistic and creative side.

Though they look different at a glance,

they are quite similar.

That’s when Arika saw Sanjay.

Sanjay used to see Arika,

but he was falling in love with Akira.

And then,

Arika got pregnant.

She went against everyone to marry Sanjay,

and abandoned me in the attic and left.

The only thing I had for myself was...

guitar!

I started performing at pubs by creating different looks and fake identities.

I began to make a living out of it.

I would stay back at hotels and lodges.

I just wanted to move on.

And that’s when I met Matthew!

But fate had other plans.

One random day, Sanjay visited the pub where I was performing.

He spotted me.

We both were shocked.

But once we spoke he realised,

that she and I were two different people.

He was not leading a happy life with Arika.

And this time, I didn’t want to let go of him either.

I used Arika as a reason to break up with Matthew.

Sanjay and I started having an affair.

And this time...

I was pregnant.

I told Arika about it.

Sanjay found out that I was Arika’s sister.

They got into a huge fight.

And that’s when Sanjay left the house.

Out of fear, I drove out of town.

She just remembers getting into the car.

By the time she came to her senses,

she was in Mysore.

This black out is called...

fugue state.

She wanted to know what Sanjay truly felt.

So, by the time he returned,

she disguised herself to look like me.

For the first time ever, Arika became Akira.

Sanjay returned and believed that she was me.

He gifted the same mirror that he had gifted her earlier.

Arika had never trusted anyone except Akira.

She had never loved anyone except Sanjay.

This belongs to you.

You are the one I was truly in love with.

Not Arika.

My whole life with her was a lie.

It was suffocating.

I can’t do it anymore.

Akira,

it was always you.

But she could not bear that they were the ones to betray her.

It broke her.

Do you love me?

Yes.

Do you really love me?

Yes.

Do you love me more than anything else in the world?

More than anything else in the world?

Arika?

Is that you?

Promise me,

you will never stop loving me.

I promise.

I promise.

But you promised!

Arika?

You promised...

Was I speaking to you all this while?

BUT YOU PROMISED!!!

Sanjay...

Sanjay?

Sanjay!

I’m sorry, Sanjay!

I didn’t want you to break your promise!

How could I let you break your promise, Sanjay?

I’m sorry, Sanjay!

Arika was more important to me than anyone else, so I returned home.

But when I entered...

I decided that I had to save her no matter what.

Sanjay’s murder was a peak point.

She cound not come to terms with the fact that she killed Sanjay.

Neither did she have the capability to handle it.

That’s when, Akira took over completely.

To save Arika.

To overcome such traumatizing events,

our mind can create an alternate reality,

a false reality.

Throughout our lives,

we lived as a single person.

There was no proof that we were twins.

We were extremely careful to leave no traces.

It was impossible for anyone to prove it so easily.

Sir...

If it is true that they are not twins,

how could she be at Mysore during the time of murder?

Watch...

Sir?

The watch!

She intentionally got into an accident,

to create a witness and an alibi.

Then she returned home,

set Sanjay’s watch to match the time of the accident and broke it.

That’s what showed up in the forensic reports.

To ensure there are no other evidences,

she waited till the body decomposed.

And 3 days later, she claimed to have found the body.

She cleaned the house and disposed the murder weapon.

She even hid Sanjay’s office cash to mislead us.

According to Akira who is with us now,

Arika has absconded.

In order to cure Arika,

and to make sure she is not a threat to herself or others,

she has to be clinically treated at a psychiatric facility.

When they concluded that I am mentally unstable

and admitted me to a psychiatric facility,

I accepted it, and endured all the pain.

Just for you.

I completely transformed into Arika.

I gave you the life that I was deprived of.

I raised you very carefully to make sure that nothing ever hurts you,

I raised you very carefully to make sure that nothing ever hurts you,

But in the end...

I turned out to be the one who hurt you.

I’m so sorry, Nidhi!

No, Mom.

I’m the one at fault.

You have sacrificed so much for me!

But I completely failed to understand you,

and ended up hurting you just like everyone else.

I am very sorry, Mom!

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali Joo ♪

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali ♪

♪ Doori Laali Joo ♪

[door knock]

Tell me.

Sir, I haven’t heard from my father-in-law from the past 2 days.

Even his phone is not reachable.

I’m afraid that he has gone missing.

Did you check with your friends and family?

I looked for him everywhere,

I’ve posted about it on social media as well.

But no one has heard from him.

We are very worried.

Please begin looking for him.

Do you have a picture of him?

Sir!

The commissioner has sent a case file.

You need to report to Shirasangi immediately.

What is the case?

It is a suicide case, sir.

What is the point of a case if it is declared as a suicide?

It’s not just one person that died,

8 people have committed suicide.

I have heard of serial murders before,

but they are referring to this as serial suicides.

Each of them have died in a different way,

but it was all at the same time,

which is at 12:50 in the night.

The strange part is that...

all of them died naked.

Sir,

the last person who died,

was a police officer who was sent to investigate this case,

just like you.

Shall we get to it then?