Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who lived in one of the wealthiest kingdoms in Rajasthan. This princess was spied one day by the witchcraft person who fell in love with her. She, however, was not interested in him. One day the princess’s maid bought some special oils for the princess. On the way home from the market, the witchcraft person put a spell on the oils and whoever used the oils would fall in love with the witchcraft person. (This is where the story gets confusing because two people were telling it.) Somehow the maid found out about the spell. No, no, no. Somehow the princess found out about the spell. Somebody found out about the spell and just before the beautiful princess was to be bathed in oil, all of the oil was thrown on to a rock. The rock then fell in love with the witchcraft person and threw itself onto him, killing him. (Really? You think this is where it ends?)
Then, with his dying breath, the witchcraft person put a curse on the entire village. A few days later a neighboring rival kingdom laid siege to the princess’s kingdom, soon after everyone died and the village has been ruined and abandoned ever since.
Take that, Hollywood!
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