RAAZ.....EK SHRAAP KA

[A dark, cold night. The sound of rustling leaves in the distance. The soft echo of chains dragging.]

"Kuch raaz aise hote hain jo kabhi nahi uthte... kuch shraap aise hote hain jo kabhi nahi toot-te."
(Some secrets never rise... some curses never break.)

Laalgadh ki rajkumari... ek badi tapish aur chhupi hui kahani ki malika. Jo apne janm se hi shaapit thi.
(The princess of Laalgadh... a ruler of a burning, hidden story. Cursed from the moment she was born.)

Aur ek shaitaan... jo khud apne andheron mein kho gaya tha, par uski zindagi ek shaapit mohabbat mein band gayi thi.
(And a demon... lost in his own shadows, yet bound by a cursed love.)

[A red moon rises, casting a haunting glow over an ancient palace. Ghostly whispers fill the air.]

Ek chhupa hua raaz... ek prem jo na kabhi tha, na kabhi hoga. Cursed, bound, and unfinished...
(A hidden secret... a love that never was, never will be. Cursed, bound, and

incomplete...)

"Raaz Ek Shraap Ka"
She was the curse. He was the darkness. And their love-was their punishment.

[A single, lingering sound of an anklet. A scream fades into the distance.]

"Kya shaap se bhara ek prem kabhi khatam ho sakta hai?"
("Can a love, cursed from the beginning, ever end?")

Coming soon... when love is not a gift, but a sentence.
(When love is not a gift, but a sentence.)