In a small coastal village near Ratnagiri, Maharashtra, a teenager named Aniket Deshmukh spends his summer vacations at his grandmother’s ancestral home. The old wada (mansion) is filled with folklore, rituals, and age-old traditions. Aniket is a city boy from Pune, skeptical of village superstitions, until he learns about a chilling tale whispered among the locals—the story of a mischievous yet dangerous spirit that lurks around the ancient banyan tree near the cremation ground.

Long ago, a young boy named Shivya lived in the same village. Barely thirteen, he was infatuated with an older woman from his community. When his family arranged her marriage elsewhere, Shivya performed a forbidden ritual under the banyan tree, hoping to gain control over her fate. But before the ritual could be completed, the villagers discovered his actions. Enraged, they stopped the ceremony, and Shivya died tragically. His restless soul transformed into the spirit cursed to wander near the very banyan tree where his life had ended, forever obsessed with unfulfilled desires.

Aniket, curious and reckless, ends up visiting the cremation ground one evening with his cousins despite his grandmother’s warnings. There, under the sprawling banyan, he hears eerie whispers calling his name. Soon after, strange events begin—objects moving on their own, shadows lurking in corners, and Aniket feeling an invisible presence following him. The spirit of banyan tree has now latched onto him.

Unlike typical ghosts, this banyan spirit is mischievous yet terrifying—it hides in trees, mimics voices, and appears suddenly to scare its victim. But when it demands something, it turns violent. The spirit insists that Aniket help it fulfill its ancient obsession: to claim the woman it once loved. Since that is impossible, it fixates on Aniket’s friend Riya, mistaking her as a rebirth of the same soul.

Aniket, terrified yet protective of Riya, seeks help from Pandit Narayan, a village priest who knows the lore of the Munjya. The pandit explains that once that spirit latches onto someone, escaping is nearly impossible unless a purification ritual is performed at the very site of its origin—the banyan tree by the cremation ground. The catch: the ritual must be performed at night, when the spirit is strongest.

With no other choice, Aniket, Riya, and his cousins join the pandit in a midnight ceremony. As the chants of mantras fill the air, the spirit emerges—small, twisted, with glowing eyes, darting between tree branches, laughing menacingly. It torments the group, toppling lamps, creating illusions, and even dragging Aniket toward the banyan roots.

Summoning all his courage, Aniket holds on as the pandit completes the final verses. With the sprinkling of Ganga jal and the burning of sacred offerings, the banyan spirit screeches in rage before dissolving into the night. For now, the spirit is subdued, bound back to its tree.

Shaken but alive, Aniket returns to Pune, carrying with him a newfound respect for his village’s traditions and warnings. Yet, the final scene reveals the banyan tree swaying unnaturally in the wind, with faint giggles echoing—a sign that the spirit of Shivya is never truly gone.