When you decide to go like that, you don’t just lose your life – you lose the right to any privacy that you had a claim to when you were alive. My mother after all had made the cardinal sin of getting murdered…‘ For a long time after her mother’s gruesome death Neha is enraged with her, convinced it was her mother’s own scheming ways that brought it about; after all don’t the murdered invite retribution? But then a distress call from her childhood friend Samir brings Neha back to the hills of Coonor, to find that he has been implicated in the murder of the new paramour of his married lover, Sujala. And much though Neha would like to help him, she cannot shut her mind to the fact that the circumstances in which the victim was found bear an uncanny resemblance to the manner in which her own mother had been murdered. Nor can she deny the fact that she too is irresistibly drawn to the seductive charms of the luminously beautiful Sujala…