About
Beneath the jagged peaks of Shivalkot, where the air hums with secrets and the earth cradles both life and shadow, Dr. Shridhar Varma (Shri) steps into a past he thought he'd buried. Lured back to this remote village by Dr. Anirudh Kashyap’s urgent plea after the untimely death of Dr. Pratap Sharma—a towering figure who held the hospital together for decades—Shri finds himself standing at the edge of a world he abandoned thirty years ago. The hospital, a decaying shell of a forgotten royal retreat, looms over eighteen villages and a reclusive tribal hamlet, its cracked walls whispering tales of healing and something far darker.
From the moment Shri arrives, the village grips him like a fever dream. The mountains watch in silence, the wind carries echoes of chants, and the hospital’s flickering lights cast long, restless shadows. Tasked with steadying this fragile outpost, he crosses paths with Sheetal, a young doctor whose fierce spirit and uncanny familiarity rattle the walls he’s built around his heart. She moves through the wards with a quiet fire, her eyes catching glimpses of a history she shouldn’t know—stirring memories of Nayantara, the love Shri lost to time and tragedy decades before.
As they tend to the sick—battling the relentless scourge of tainted water and the weight of Pratap’s absence—their connection deepens, threading through the village’s tangled roots. Shri’s past unfurls in flashes: the dusty roads he once walked with Pratap, the tribal relics that haunted his nights, and the Tree of Truth, an ancient sentinel said to judge the living. Sheetal, drawn to the hamlet’s mysteries, begins to unravel threads that bind her to this place—threads that pull tight around figures like Ramesh, the weathered orderly who knows too much, and Veeru, a tribal warrior whose loyalty burns with an unspoken vow.
Shivalkot is no mere backdrop; it’s a living maze of beauty and dread, where marigolds bloom over graves and the forest hums with voices long silenced. As Shri and Sheetal confront the hospital’s demands, something stirs—an undercurrent of forgotten promises and restless spirits that refuses to stay buried. What begins as a mission to preserve Pratap’s legacy spirals into a journey through time itself, where love, loss, and the shadows of thirty years converge. Echoes of the Taken is a haunting tapestry of duty and desire, where the past doesn’t just linger—it reaches out, daring them to face what lies beneath the surface of this wild, unbroken land.