Malli!
Malli, Malli!
Malli, what happened?
Malli!
Let's take her to the hospital.
Hey, she's bleeding.
Malli!
Ranga, why are you just standing there?
Come, let's go to the hospital.
She married knowing she would die.
What's the use of thinking now?
No one will come.
Even if they come, no one can save her. It's the curse on this village.
This is not the time for superstitions.
She's on the verge of death.
Please, someone help.
Kittu!
Kittu, let's go to the hospital.
Are you crazy?
How can you just stand there and
watch someone die right in front of your eyes?
If a snake or an insect bites, we can save them.
But how can we save someone dying because of a curse?
Do you even understand what you're saying?
Because of your blind beliefs, a girl is dying today.
It's not a blind belief.
It is the truth happening right in front of our eyes in our village for the past ten years.
The President's car is coming.
The President is here. Who told him?
Greetings sir!
Oh God!
Have you taken another life?
When will this curse on our village end, God?
There's no bigger curse on a village than having people filled with ignorance.
That's the real curse on this village.
You are new here.
First, learn about this village and then speak.
Forget all that for now.
First, do what needs to be done.
Our bad luck, she died in the middle of the village.
First, handle that.
Those who die because of the curse
must be cremated outside the village, according to our village custom.
Malli!
I am the reason for all this.
Malli.
Even after knowing about our village,
I still unnecessarily got you killed.
Malli!
It's because you married me that this curse fell on you.
Malli.
Forgive me, Malli.
Oh no!
Okay, let the necessary rituals be completed.
Sir, she is now a married woman.
Let's cremate her according to our tradition.
Okay.
-Greetings, sir. -Greetings, priest.
Why did you come here, priest?
Well,
early this morning, an unfortunate incident happened. For the Goddess' wedding,
I think it's good to fix another auspicious time.
You know everything, priest.
Do as you see fit.
One more thing.
Yes, tell me.
Because
new people are coming to the village, new misfortunes are starting.
For seven years, our village was peaceful. Now unrest has begun.
-You must find some solution to this. -Hmm.
I'll take care of it. You can leave without worry.
Sir.
Malli's death looks very suspicious, sir.
Looking at the circumstances,
it doesn't seem like a natural death.
Shall we investigate this case?
Investigate?
Meena,
some things are better left unquestioned.
We need a complaint to investigate anyway.
Who will file a complaint?
This village? Her husband? No one will.
So what, sir?
Will we just sit quietly while a girl dies,
blaming it on a curse?
Only if we investigate will we know
what's really happening in this village, sir.
-How many times should I tell you? -Ah.
You're quoting all the rules.
Don't you know an investigation only happens if a case is filed?
Stop arguing and mind your work.
Go away.
Leave.
Seems like she has watched the movie Kartavyam and is feeling like a sincere cop.
If everyone becomes sincere cop, what will we do?
Madam, tea.
I thought you were a good person because you were helping the police.
But now, even when a life is dying right in front of you, you have no reaction.
Still, I was expecting help from a criminal.
My mistake.
Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.
This curse started with
Kittu's sister Durga's death.
What are you saying, sir?
What really happened in this village?
After Kittu's sister died, a few weeks later,
during another girl's wedding, the moment the wedding chain was tied,
she coughed up blood and died, just like Durga.
From then on, people in the village became scared of marriage.
After that, four more brides died the same way.
Since then,
everyone believed Durga's death
became a curse haunting the village.
They started sending their sons and daughters
to other villages for marriage.
Didn't those who married elsewhere return to the village, sir?
You're right.
One girl, who married in a neighboring village, came here for her delivery.
After the child was born, on the naming ceremony day,
she coughed up blood and died.
Since then,
no one dared to return to this village.
After seeing so many deaths right in front of their eyes,
the fear in people turned into a strong superstition.
-Who came? -The president.
I came to talk to you about something important.
Tell me, Mr. President.
I'm not sure whether this is the right time to talk about it or not.
But such things shouldn't be delayed.
I really like your courage and bravery, Meena.
I appreciate the concern you show
for this village and its people.
I feel it would be nice
if a girl like you become the daughter-in-law of our house.
That's why, if you have no objection,
I came to ask you
to marry my son Chinnababu.
It's my wish to get
my daughter married and settled.
But
after seeing what's happening in this village,
we don't want to have any connection here.
Please don't take it the wrong way, Mr. President.
Kindly understand.
Vijayamma, think about it once.
There's nothing more to think about.
I'm okay with this marriage.
I will marry your son.
Very happy.
The responsibility of making this wedding grand is mine.
But the marriage must happen here in this village.
Huh?
Dad, what is this?
How could you fix my marriage without telling me?
I've told you many times
that I won't marry until sister gets married.
That's exactly my fear, which is why I agreed to this marriage.
Look, Chinnababu,
I don't like sending you to another village for marriage.
This girl agreed to this marriage
even after knowing about the village's curse. What more do we need?
-That's not it, dad. -Chinnababu.
Don't say anything more.
No matter what you say, this marriage will definitely happen.
Dad.
What are you doing, Meena?
Are you crazy?
Do you think marriage is a game?
All these days, you were the one forcing me to get married.
What now?
No one would be happier than me if you get married.
But I just saw a life end right in front of my eyes in this village.
How can I agree to marry in a village like this?
Listen to me, Meena. Don't go ahead with this marriage.
Sit down, mom.
Dad always used to say that
your horoscopes didn't match when you wanted to marry him.
Grandmother's family also opposed it.
But you bravely stood your ground
and said you wanted to marry him.
So now,
how can you believe these superstitions?
Listen to me, I will be fine.
Your wish is to see me married and sent off happily, right?
Do that happily.
Is that policewoman crazy?
-How did she agree to marry in this village? -Who knows?
If you think she lacks sense, then what about him?
He knows everything, yet the President wants to conduct marriage in this village?
What difference does it make to the curse whether it's the police or anyone else?
Maybe the President thought that since this girl
is making too much noise, he can
get her married quickly and get rid of her.
So now, it seems wedding preparations have started in the President's house.
Then we must personally oversee all the arrangements.
Madam.
For some reason,
I feel you are marrying just to solve this case, madam.
I know Malli's death affected you a lot.
It's not wrong to do your duty as a police officer.
But for that, risking your life
is not right, madam.
It's nothing like that, Kittu.
Don't imagine things.
I know you don't believe in superstitions.
But for the past ten years in this village,
in every wedding, not the groom, the bride is dying.
Think about it once, madam.
I understand your concern, Kittu.
But you don't need to worry.
Kittu, will you do me a favor?
Tell me, madam.
Let's keep this just between us, Kittu.
I'll sit on the wedding stage only after you arrive.
Okay, madam. I'll take care of it.
Mom.
What is it, mom?
-Wait, I'll bring some water. -No, no.
Come with me first.
Come, come dear.
Come.
Stay here.
Neighbor's evil eye, village's evil eye.
No evil eye should fall on my daughter.
-Ugh! Ugh! -Say ugh!
Neighbor's evil eye, bad evil eye, wicked evil eye,
harmful evil eye. No evil eye should touch my daughter.
I heard you are marrying the President's son.
Very good news.
Yes. Please attend the wedding without fail.