Twin sisters were forced to marry the same husband — because he was the richest man in the village and had agreed to pay off all their parents’ debts. When they returned home, they discovered a terrible truth.

In a small mountain village in northern India, the family of Mr Raghavan sank into poverty after taking a huge loan to start a textile factory — but the venture failed. As the debt mounted, the whole family faced the threat of losing their land and ancestral house

Their twin daughters, Asha and Lalita, just 20 years old, beautiful and sensible, became the last hope. The whole village erupted into commotion when Mr Prakash — a widower and the wealthiest trader in the area — proposed marrying both sisters simultaneously. He promised to pay off over ₹5 million (50 lakh rupees) of the family’s debt, provided Asha and Lalita agreed to live with him under the same roof.
Asha and Lalita were deeply unhappy, but under pressure from their parents and fearing the family’s disintegration, they reluctantly nodded. The villagers spoke in many ways — some pitied them, some scorned them — but the sisters simply held each other’s hands, telling themselves they would get through this together.

The wedding was opulent; the whole village came. But under the bright lights, Asha and Lalita’s eyes were sad and heavy. Mr Prakash — though over fifty years old — wore stylish clothes, yet his demeanor was cold and quiet, making the two girls curious about his true intentions.

After the marriage, Mr Prakash set a strange arrangement: Asha and Lalita would take turns sleeping with him — three nights a week, while he would sleep alone on one night. Though the sisters felt uneasy, they accepted it, thinking it was the price to save their family. But the odd thing was — Mr Prakash hardly touched them. On the nights they spent together, he would just sit by the window and stare into the distance or silently open an old photo‑album and fall asleep.

Asha and Lalita began to suspect. If he had no intention of being close to them, then why did he marry them?

One night, while he slept, Lalita, out of curiosity, opened the album he always kept by his side. She was stunned to see a photo: two young women who looked exactly like him and like Asha. The caption beneath read faintly: “Meera and Kavita – 1995”.

Lalita realized that these were Mr Prakash’s two previous wives — who were also twins. They were once famed as the most beautiful women of the region, but after marrying Mr Prakash, they mysteriously disappeared.

Trembling, Lalita told Asha. Both were frightened, but neither dared to tell anyone. From that day onward, they watched more closely:

In Mr Prakash’s room there was a wooden chest that always remained locked.

At night he often murmured in his sleep, “Meera… Kavita…”

Sometimes he looked at Asha and Lalita with a strange, gentle, terrifying gaze, as though he were reliving his past.

One day, Asha pretended to go to sleep, and Lalita quietly followed Mr Prakash out of the room at midnight. She saw him open the wooden chest. Inside were not gold or silver, but old wedding dresses, combs, necklaces… all belonging to Meera and Kavita.

At that moment Mr Prakash sighed and whispered: “Don’t worry… I found the old image…”
Lalita was so frightened she nearly screamed. She realized: Mr Prakash had not married her and Asha for sex, nor solely for money… he had done so because he was haunted by the past, and wanted to live again those two lost images.

That night, when Lalita returned to her room, trembling, she told Asha everything she had seen. The two sisters held each other tightly, hearts pounding. They realized that this marriage was not only a sacrifice for their family… but a potential nightmare.

They decided to uncover the truth of Meera and Kavita’s deaths — the former wives of Mr Prakash.

First clue:
The next day, when Prakash was away in town, Asha quietly asked the villagers. One elderly woman, trembling, said:
“Meera and Kavita were the most beautiful flowers in this area… but from the day they married Prakash, they gradually vanished. At first people thought they had gone away somewhere, but then no one ever saw them again. Rumour is that at night cries were heard from his house.”
Another whispered:
“I once saw Prakash going to the well behind the house at midnight, his shirt covered in mud… after that, Meera and Kavita were never seen again.”
Asha shivered. The rumours were vague, but all pointed to a deep mystery.

The chest and the basement:
One night, Lalita pretended to go into deep sleep. When Prakash left the room, she followed him quietly. She saw him open the wooden chest and caress each item as if they were alive. Then suddenly, he pulled aside the carpet beneath his feet, revealing a secret door to the basement.
She slowly descended. Lalita, heart racing, turned to call Asha quickly. Both sisters, trembling, decided to find a way downstairs the next morning.

At dawn, taking advantage of Prakash’s absence, they opened the cover to the basement. A blast of cold, damp air greeted them. In the glow of a small oil‑lamp they saw yellowing walls, on which old wedding photos of Meera and Kavita were hung. In the corner of the room were two large framed portraits covered in white cloth. As they pulled off the cloth, they were shocked: the faces of Meera and Kavita were so similar it seemed as though they were looking into the mirror of their own past.

The truth revealed:
In the basement they found an old diary. On the yellowed pages, in clear handwriting, it read:
“Meera… Kavita… you both left me by cruel fate. I swore to find you again, and fate has brought Asha and Lalita to me. You are your own continuity.”
The sisters trembled, fear in every glance. It became clear that Prakash had married them not only out of debt‑relief, but because of a pathological obsession – he regarded them as reincarnations of his two dead wives.

But the bigger question remained: how did Meera and Kavita really die?

Uncovering plan:
That night, Asha whispered to her sister:
“We cannot let him keep tormenting and imprisoning us. We must find out how Meera and Kavita died. Otherwise… we will end up like them.”
They decided to dig secretly behind the house — where rumours said Prakash’s shadow was seen at night.

After hours of digging under the old mango tree, the shovel hit something hard. Asha dug deeper — and under the moonlight, a torn white wedding dress appeared, wrapped around human bones.
Lalita burst into tears while Asha stood frozen, hands trembling. The horrifying truth was clear: Meera and Kavita had not left — they were buried right in this house.

Open ending (preparation for part 3):
Footsteps echoed from behind. Asha and Lalita turned, hearts pounding…
Prakash stood there, holding an oil‑lamp, his eyes gleaming with madness. He said in a cold smile:
“You finally found… where Meera and Kavita are sleeping.”
The air was thick. The two sisters clasped hands, knowing that the real fight for survival had just begun.
Frozen under Prakash’s maniacal gaze, the moonlight filtered through leaves, illuminating his twisted grin, as though he had just discovered buried treasure. At that moment, both sisters realised that if they did not act immediately, they would become the next “replacement” for Meera and Kavita.

Confrontation:
Prakash came close, whispering in a heavy voice:
“You were born to take Meera and Kavita’s place… don’t resist, for fate has chosen you.”
Lalita trembled, but trying to stay calm she pulled Asha’s hand backwards. Asha gripped the soil in her hand tightly and shouted:
“You killed them! You are deeply sick!”
Prakash roared and advanced. In the chaos, Asha threw soil into his eyes while Lalita grabbed the shovel nearby.

Midnight call for help:
They screamed loudly, calling for help from the villagers. Their shouts echoed across the dark place, lighting some of the village’s oil‑lamps. Curious villagers rushed outside. Prakash, panicked, shouted:
“Don’t trust them! They just want to ruin my reputation!”
But when Asha trembled and pointed to the pit where the wedding dress and bones were found, the crowd fell silent. An old woman burst into tears:
“Oh God… that is Meera’s dress…”
Truth came out:
The villagers gathered, some men rushed to seize Prakash. He struggled, screaming:
“They never left me! I just wanted to keep them with me…”
His eyes were red, as if he had lost his entire mind.

Meanwhile, the village headman and some others immediately called the police. Asha and Lalita collapsed to their knees and hugged each other tightly — both afraid and relieved that the truth had finally come out.

Climax:
The next morning, the police dug behind Prakash’s house. They found two skeletons under the ground that matched the rumours of Meera and Kavita’s mysterious disappearance.
Prakash was handcuffed and taken away, yet he still laughed loudly, his eyes never leaving the two sisters:
“Asha… Lalita… you can never escape from me. In my heart, you will always be Meera and Kavita…”
Both sisters shivered, but they knew the nightmare was over. After years of silence and fear, the villagers now watched Prakash’s figure vanish in the police vehicle.

The sisters’ promise:
On the ground where the remains were found, Asha and Lalita lit incense and silently prayed:
“Meera, Kavita… you sister souls, rest in peace. We will take your place and we will never let the ghosts of the past disturb someone else.”
Dawn broke over the mountains, lighting the tired but resolute faces of the two sisters. They knew their lives would never be the same again — but at least… they had reclaimed their freedom, and the truth had come out