Sir!
Please stop!
Please don't do that, sir.
I saw you die.
How are you still alive?
I'll get the police.
Please don't set the house on fire!
Hemchandra...
I love that portrait.
You didn't even let me finish the song.
All hail Goddess Durga!
-All hail! -All hail!
All hail Goddess Durga!
-All hail! -All hail!
All hail Goddess Durga!
-All hail! -All hail!
The oldest person in the village died.
I had sworn not to spare them if one of us villager dies.
(singing)
What's going on?
What the hell is happening?
Huh?
Are you Rudrashekhar Ghoshal?
I am Officer Sujit Mondal.
You said you'll send a court summons if I didn't come here.
Seriously?
Do you know who I am?
I can make one phone call and get you transferred
to some remote place.
We know who you are.
Rajshekhar Ghoshal's son.
Rajshekhar...
the man who fled this house.
Who the hell are you?
Nishigandha Ghoshal.
The lady of this house.
Now known as the "nishi" of this village.
The song she started 85 years ago...
I finished it today.
Do you know why she couldn't finish her song?
Because she died while singing it.
How can a woman be so shameless?
She sang in front of so many men.
No better than a courtesan.
Hmmph! That's right.
No respectable woman sings at a public gathering.
Next she'll start dancing too.
Hope she won't ask for money for her song.
Let's go.
It's time.
Do you know who killed her?
You sing better than me, huh?
Sing with your soul?
Then surrender your soul for it.
This is crazy talk.
All nonsense!
You--
As a police officer, you're watching the show?
Huh?
And you called me here to listen to these rubbish stories?
Ridiculous.
My mother lived with me in Singapore.
When my father left this house, Nishigandha went with him.
She didn't.
Nishigandha didn't go.
I saw Rajshekhar murder Nishigandha.
How old are you, madam?
Hmm?
You just said that Nishigandha died 85 years ago.
So, you must be at least 100 years old?
Right?
So, how old are you?
I'm 24.
Wow!
Then did you witness the murder in your dream?
Not in a dream, in my memory.
Will you surrender? Or should I call the police?
Stop! Let go of me!
-Let me go! -Shut up.
Quiet!
You dare to look a man in the eye and raise your voice against me.
There's only one punishment for you.
No! No! No!
Help!
Save me!
Help!
I am her, Ashalata.
Oh really?
And what are you trying to prove with this story?
The innocent people suffered the consequences of your dad's sins.
Everyone has been living in fear of the "nishi".
People have been dying for years.
Mr. Rudrashekhar Ghoshal.
Where did your dad hide Nishigandha's body?
Mind your language.
My father was a respectable zamindar.
Settled abroad for many years.
He is no more.
And I refuse to listen to any nonsense against my father.
I'm warning you.
Fine.
Let me say something good about him then.
Rajshekhar Ghoshal was an incredibly good singer.
But no one's heard his name as a singer.
Did he never sing again?
That's none of your business.
Well then, let's talk about business.
Why haven't you claimed your ancestral property?
I'm sure you know the valuation of this house.
Why have you abandoned it?
Many people have died in this house.
Why did you never bother to come?
You are his only child.
so, no property disputes.
Then?
I'm leaving.
I have neither time nor interest to entertain this drama.
Sir, sir, sir! One minute.
Foe the sake of the investigation, we will have to dig up this house.
Kindly give your consent before you leave.
I won't give permission to move even a single brick.
And even the court won't buy this reincarnation rubbish.
Move!
Out of my way!
If anyone lays a finger on me...
I will report it to the Home Minister.
My name is Rudrashekhar Ghoshal.
Move.
Move!
Not again...
What happened?
Damn it!
Rudrashekhar.
Who's there?
-Rudrashekhar. -Huh?
No, no, no.
You're dead.
You're dead!
Where is my corpse?
Can't we get a court order to dig up the house?
Please try, Officer.
Neel.
This is a heritage property.
We can't do anything without his permission.
Move! Let me through!
O Goddess...
Save me, Goddess.
Please save me.
I was waiting for you.
I knew it.
Nishi wouldn't let you get away.
So, are you ready tell me?
I'm sorry, Dad...
I'm sorry...
After he... After he killed Nishigandha...
he didn't want anyone to find out.
So my dad...
Take this.
Wear this tomorrow morning.
Make sure the veil doesn't come off.
People should think you are my wife.
You will get into the carriage with me.
Now go.
When did you find out?
A few days before my father passed away.
I never let you sing, son.
Promise me...
you will never ever sing.
Singing means death.
She used to sing far better than me.
So I...
I killed her.
The consequences of my father's sins...
were suffered by his friends.
No.
They suffered the consequences of their own actions.
They silently watched Nishi get murdered.
Not just her.
They watched her baby get killed too.
That's why, their children died too.
Yes.
She was pregnant.
What's wrong? Play.
I haven't had my period for two months.
My mother-in-law has passed away.
Only my father-in-law is here.
The house is full of male servants.
Who can I talk to?
After your performance, when your husband makes love to you...
tell him he's going to be a father.
After that horribly painful death...
I at least found salvation.
The fire had given me salvation.
But Nishi...
still hasn't found salvation.
Nishigandha and her baby...
They are buried...
They are buried under the goddess' idol.
Hey, let me see.
Ma'am.
One minute.
This villagers have decided
to celebrate the Durga Festival every year from now on.
And you must join us on the final day.
Of course.
We will definitely come.
I have a question.
After Nishigandha's postmortem, will I hand over the body to you?
Yes, please.
Okay.
I want to perform her last rites in her hometown.
No, ma'am.
She was one of us. Her last rites will be held here.