The water turned into a rain of golden light. Wherever the drops fell on the cursed children—Chutki, Raju, Jaggu, Kalia, and the princess—the blackness left their eyes. They blinked, confused and tired.
"You are selfish," hissed Raju’s voice. "You only care about being a hero." chhota bheem curse of damyaan cartoon
Kalia scratched his head. "Why do I feel like I ate fifty laddoos and stole a horse?" The water turned into a rain of golden light
The next morning, Bheem noticed something was terribly wrong. Chutki was not making laddoos. Instead, she was pulling pranks—mean, hurtful ones. Raju, the innocent kid, was bullying smaller children. Even kind Jaggu the monkey was throwing stones at old people. "You are selfish," hissed Raju’s voice
Chutki ran to Bheem and hugged him. "Bheem, I had a terrible dream! I was being mean to everyone!"
But a strange shadow loomed over the nearby forest of Dankini. The elders whispered tales of a demon king named , who was so powerful that 500 years ago, three great sages had to combine their magical powers just to trap him inside an ancient banyan tree. They could not kill him; they could only put him to sleep under a powerful curse.