I never meant to become a legend. I was just Rajiv—son of a giant, brother to stars, but always in the shadow. When I took on the role of Inspector Rajiv in Zimmedaaar, I thought it would be another film, another song, another fight sequence. But something shifted. The weight of the uniform, the fire in the script—it felt like fate.

Now, standing on the rain-slicked edge of the dock, gun in hand, I see the truth: this isn’t just a story. It’s my life. The diamonds, the lies, the blood—it’s all real in a way no one expected. And as the final shot echoes, I know this will be my last stand. Not because the villain falls, but because the world will move on.

I look into the camera one last time. What do I say? Do I speak the truth they’ll never hear? Or do I smile, salute, and vanish like a forgotten reel?

The director yells 'Cut!'—but the moment lingers. This film… it’s more than a role. It’s my goodbye.