NAGPANCHAMI
Welcome! Had a good trip?
What took you so long?
(indistinct chatter)
God bless.
How many times will she get a welcome?
Naughty boy!
It's her first time in this house.
Your granny knew all the rituals.
I don't remember half of them.
You are the senior-most now.
So you're our granny.
She just called me old!
(ululating)
Come inside.
Let's continue with the other rituals.
More rituals?
-Let's see you fall again, honey. -Stop teasing her.
You did it six months ago, right? Don't worry.
She's right. Come.
-Let's go. -Yes.
-Vikas. -Hmm?
What happened?
-I want to see that locked room. -We won't get permission.
-Why do we need permission? -Uncle will yell at me.
-No one will find out. -That can wait.
Let's go. Everyone's waiting.
-Please. -Try to understand.
-What are you waiting for? -Stop rushing us.
(indistinct chatter)
Wow! Everything's ready.
You don't care about your son.
All this for your daughter-in-law?
-Make a video. -Right, right.
-Make sure you get it all on camera. -Yeah.
-Walk slowly but firmly. -Left foot first.
Left foot first.
-Start. -Careful.
-Hey! -Watch out!
-Oh shoot! -She fell!
-Get up. -Easy there.
-Poor girl! -Get up slowly.
Help her up.
-See if she's hurt. -Are you okay?
-She's used to it. -What happened?
Don't worry. She's fine.
-Are you hurt, dear? -No, priest.
Come. Offer your prayers.
-Wait. Where are you going? -What's wrong?
You'd say I don't have proof of you tripping, right?
-Am I right? -Yes.
But my talented sister got you on video!
-We have proof. -You made a video?
Now I will use this in our fights.
I will slap you, naughty boy!
-Let's go. -Careful.
Look, Rajnandini.
This idol is 200 years old.
Heritage property.
Rajnandini should perform the rituals today.
She doesn't believe in God.
That's true.
Don't give her your blessings. She's an atheist.
Shut up!
Fine.
Perform the ritual the day you feel the presence of God.
What's wrong? Why haven't you started the rituals?
We're about to start.
It's past time.
They had a long journey too.
They need some rest.
Abha.
When you were a child...
you always wanted to perform the rituals, right?
So, how about you do it today?
Here. Hold this.
Here you go.
Repeat after me.
(chanting)
-Hail Goddess Manasa! -Hail Goddess Manasa!
Hail Goddess Manasa!
My dear...
You don't know but you're a true believer.
Priest.
I teach Bengali folklore at university.
This is part of my syllabus.
She is very talented.
Please give her your blessings.
May you lead...
a happy married life, my child.
A happy married life!
Bless us all, Goddess.
Why are you worrying?
Everyone's busy chatting. No one will find out.
-It's 200 years old... -If Uncle finds out, I'm dead.
Don't worry. Nothing will happen.
-You just don't get it. -Just chill, bro.
-Ask Taha to get permission. -Fine.
Hey!
This is no time for romance.
He's afraid that Uncle will yell at him.
Let's get permission from Dad and Uncle then.
Are you nuts?
-We can't do that. -Listen to me.
We'll take a quick look. No one will find out.
You don't understand--
-Nothing will happen. -Careful, don't trip.
-Talk some sense into her. -Shut up!
This is a bad idea. We'll be in trouble.
So, this is the room
that's been locked for 200 years.
Yeah. Now let's get back.
Someone had tried to force the door open.
But couldn't.
A few days later, he died by suicide.
Apparently, Goddess Manasa appeared in his dreams
and called him.
What are you doing?
Hey!
-Rajnandini! -Stop!
Too much courage isn't good.
Hey!
I knew I would find you here.
Taha!
I told you repeatedly not to bring them here, right?
They didn't listen to me.
Father.
Can't we open the room?
Dad.
Didn't someone kill himself after trying to open it?
Yes.
This room is cursed.
This was Mahendranath Mitra's bedroom, right?
How did you know?
Mother told me.
Two hundred years ago...
during Nagpanchami, the festival of the serpent deity...
the idol of Goddess Manasa lit up.
It was the year Mahendranath got married.
But he died of snakebite on his wedding night.
Since then, this room has been locked.
Rumour has it that...
the Goddess' deadly serpent is still in the room.
You are here?
All hail the Goddess! All hail the Goddess!
(continues chanting)
Stay in the room, O Goddess.
Please don't come out.
O Goddess!
Don't tell my brother that you saw us here.
Hmm.
(chanting)
I will not tolerate such sin while I'm alive!
Let's find out what's going on.
-Let's go. -How dare you even think of...
It's the priest.
How dare you take measurements?
Who are you?
With whose permission are you doing this?
I will not allow it! Won't let you take measurements.
Relax, mister, relax.
I was just taking measurements.
Shut up! Shut your mouth!
It's okay.
He is our guest. He doesn't know the rules.
He may be a guest but you're not.
You know the norms of this house.
-I didn't-- -I know everything.
-Calm down. -No, let me finish.
Who is this man?
This is my house.
My friend is here to take measurements of our house.
What's wrong in that?
-I just don't understand-- -Sis!
All you can do is just shout!
-Why is he measuring our house? -Please keep your voices down.
Avinash is sleeping.
-You're-- -Alok!
He's my friend.
A famous promoter in Kolkata. Wants to buy this house.
So, he was talking measurements.
Wait...
Are you...
planning on selling the house?
What's your problem?
-No, why would I... -What?
This house will be sold off? But we were not told about this.
I... I told Avinash. I'd tell you in time.
But...
Can't this wait till the festival is over?
If you sell the house during the Nagpanchami festival
the rituals might get stalled.
It'll be inauspicious for the family.
It hasn't even started. Why are you being--
-Anjana-- -No, let me talk.
I'm also part of this family.
Don't try to scare us for nothing.
Why are you being difficult?
-Now? -He's our guest.
Why are you scaring us when the festival hasn't even begun?
-How would he know- -Aunt!
-You want coffee? -No need.
-It's okay. -Have some, uncle.
-I make excellent coffee. -Make some.
-No, no! -I know how to make dalgona coffee.
Don't! Don't drink it.
-She sucks at it. -She makes tasty coffee.
Make a cup for everyone here.
-Please have some. -Try it.
I... I'll have it in my room.
What are you looking at? Let's go.
This is why I don't get involved in your family affairs.
(indistinct quarrelling)
Make some coffee. I'll wrap up some work.
Abha, come with me.
Vikas too. Come along.
(indistinct chatter)
You're very smart.
God bless.
You didn't tell me the house is getting sold.
I just found out.
They're selling the house?
O Goddess!
If I have offended you...
please pardon me.
Please.
Priest.
"Baked mihidana" from Kolkata.
Have some.
Have a seat.
Let me hold this.
Sit.
Now, try it.
Isn't it tasty?
Delicious.
Priest.
Why were you seeking forgiveness from the Goddess?
For what happened today?
The festival of Nagpanchami begins tomorrow.
It's a difficult ceremony.
Lots of rituals.
And the goddess' wrath is terrifying.
If there's a mistake in the rituals, Her idol lights up with rage.
Two hundred years ago...
the goddess' idol had lit up with rage.
That night, a tiny hole had appeared...
...in Mahendranath's window.
And through it, entered the deadly serpent
...that killed Mahendranath.
They say, history repeats itself.
Rajnandini.
Be careful during the festival.
Hail Goddess Vishahari!
-Hail Goddess Vishahari! -Abhi!
Hail Goddess Vishahari!
Abhi!
Hush!
The Goddess is sleeping.
New bride!
Welcome.
Welcome to our home.
Good night, priest.
Black sheep!
A disgrace to the family.
Like father like...
My dear.
Please don't mind.
I don't know what I'm saying. There's so much work left.
Tomorrow is the bathing ritual.
Can't manage everything myself.
See you.
Tell Rajnandini not to get so chatty with the priest.
And keep an eye on him.
He's old.
Doesn't know what he's talking about.
Here you are.
Where have you been?
Hey!
New brides are supposed to come to bed early.
Do you know what time is it?
Strange!
Just because I don't say anything, you're becoming very irresponsible.
Your husband is waiting for you
but you're busy somewhere else.
I believe in women's freedom but...
That night, a tiny hole had appeared in Mahendranath's window.
And through it, entered the deadly serpent
that killed Mahendranath.
Rajnandini.
Be careful during the festival.
Hey! You're simply ignoring me.
I'm blabbing away but she doesn't care.
You don't know how mad I can--
What's going on?
Did you smoke up with Bhim?
My goodness!
So much for my modern-day atheist Behula!
I'm the great Chand Sadagar, ruler of Champaknagar.
I pledge my devotion to no one other than Lord Shiva.
I am Lord Shiva's daughter, Manasa.
Without your prayers I won't be worshipped on the earth.
No! No! No!
These hands of mine shall only worship Lord Shiva.
Not someone like you!
How dare you insult me so?
If you don't worship me...
Give it to me.
I will wreak havoc in your life.
-I will destroy your whole clan. -Keep this.
Destroy my clan?
(song playing)
This is where Goddess Manasa's idol was found.
Our great great grandfather had found it.
Hail Goddess Vishahari!
Where are you going?
Away from any auspicious ritual.
Let's carry on.
(song continues)
Your phone's off. Busy having a picnic, huh?
-Should we tell your family about you? -Speak up!
-Let go! It hurts! -Should we tell them how much you owe?
-How much more time will you take? -Before the festival ends--
-We warned you! -Give is a date!
-Speak up! -I swear I'll repay you.
-Last warning. -Please let me go.
Tell me.
Yes. That locked room seems very big.
We have to open it. Yes.
Wait a minute.
I'll call you later.
-All hail the Goddess ! -(indistinct chatter)
This is a disaster!
O Goddess!
Why, O Goddess?
Who are You upset with?
Who has offended You?
Please tell me, Goddess?
No! This is impossible.
Where's the fan?
I will fan the Goddess to appease Her.
Where is my fan?
Where did it go?
Only that can calm the Goddess.
-It's not here. -Where is it?
I left it in the store room.
-I'll get it right now. -No, you stay here.
I will go.
I will bring it.
Till the Goddess calms down, no one will leave this place.
-Everyone, beg for Her forgiveness. -Hail Goddess Manasa!
Beg for Her forgiveness.
I will get the fan.
O Goddess!
(indistinct chatter)
Where did they keep the fan?
Where did it go?
Where is the fan?
Here it is.
Goddess! Is it You?
Futile is your arrogance, Chand Sadagar.
You are a mere a human, after all.
Humans are above all.
The devotion of the humans make Gods who they are.
What? How dare you?
Now see what I can do!
I sank all your 14 ships in the waters of Kalidaha.
And this is just the beginning.
This is just the beginning.