“Tumhe dava ki nahin, dua ki zaroorat hai,” prescribes a doctor to an amnesiac Emraan Hashmi. He plays a robber who’s forgotten where he hid the big money from the last loot. Given a clean chit by the doc, Emraan walks by the market place and is wooed by quacks and lucky charms.
One guy offers him a taweez. Another leads him to a Bengali Baba who concocts a potion for Emraan. Then there are locals offering lucky charms to our hero, enough for him to fill a trunk.
But will any of these cure Emraan Hashmi of his malady? Is there really a malady or is it all in his head? Or may be he is just feigning forgetfulness! Anything is possible.