The early 1990s: In a small town in North India, the municipal workers are sweeping the pavements on one side of a row of small houses. Behind the homes, there is an open field. A group of trained clandestine operatives are moving towards one of the house. In the front, a young child runs out of his home and comes to the street. He looks at the sweeper collecting garbage. The child looks into the heap of rubbish and finds a pair of broken earphones. He picks it up, puts them into his ears, and starts grooving to the imaginary music. On the other side, the soldiers break into one of the houses and begin shooting. It looks like a seize and destroy operation. A man runs towards the street to dodge the firing. In a flash, the man is shot dead, and one of the bullets hits the child and his mother.

The child is taken to a hospital, where he sits bleeding but calm. As people look at his miserable condition and his contradicting demeanour, a handsome young man in late 20s (J C Gill) tries to control the bleeding.

The early 2000s: An ICU of a reputed hospital – Gill is surrounded by a few medical staff. A young girl of around 10-12 years old, enters the ICU. She stares horrified at Gill as he struggles to lift himself. Teary-eyed, the girl says, “Papa, are you going somewhere?” Gill tries to convince her that he will never leave her as she is his angel. The girl proclaims, “But, I don’t want to be an angel. I want to be a warrior like you”.

2018: Dara is a secret agent par-excellence and a meticulous executioner. He lives in the shadows and carries out the commands from his handler. He is a man who feels no pain.

Dara suffers from a rare genetic disorder CIP that makes him highly efficient in ‘action’ but leaves him highly vulnerable in day-to-day life. His life is a series of precautions to avoid any kind of injuries that may kill him or make him obsolete to
his agency. He, combined with his experience, skills, and his condition, is the best asset for his agency. No physical pain can break him, and he has no relationships to make him emotionally weak. But how long can a man live like that? After all, yearning for emotions and feeling regret is a basic human condition. A man cannot escape his inner demons. Dara is haunted by the pitiful cries of dying men. Waking up from nightmares is not unusual for him. He is disillusioned, and decides that ‘he doesn’t want to do THIS anymore’. From idolising himself, he begins to despise his life. But he is caught in a web that he cannot escape. The agency must protect its investment.

A mysterious letter from India arrives. Dara, finally, sees the light at the end of the tunnel. He forges his identity papers and flees to India. Dara finds out that he had an affluent relative, and now that they were all dead, he is heir to the family business and other properties. Slowly, he tries to mould himself into a businessman. He begins handling the mundane activities with great fervour.

Soon, Dara is living the life that he has recently started dreaming. But, his past comes back to chase him and haunt him. He realises that there is no way that his handler or the ex-colleagues will let him be. Meanwhile, a young girl, (Preeti) in her early 20s grows fond of Dara, who is, in reality, the cause of all her miseries. Dara finds out that her
parents were murdered to cover-up his real identity. He sinks deeper into the abyss of guilt. First, he contemplates suicide, but then he realises that if he commits suicide, all his estate will fall into the hands of a charitable trust. In his final attempt to redemption, Dara decides that Preeti must inherit all his wealth after he’s ‘gone’. A twisted plot takes
shape in his mind. He hires an assassin for his own murder.

Dara is about to be murdered. He has achieved some sense of peace for the first time his life. But fate has something else in store for him. The attempt to assassinate Dara is foiled by another girl, Saanvi. Saanvi has joined Dara’s company as an intern in the legal department. Saanvi and Dara grow closer and closer. Dara is torn between his wish to
die and his will to live. The romance blossoms amidst dangerous circumstances. Dara is still being chased by his handler, and the assassin is still hellbent on finishing his ‘job’. Suddenly, Dara realises that he doesn’t need to look over his shoulders. The handler and the assassin, both have vanished.

So, has the life finally turned into a rosy picture of romance? Can he eventually move on? Will Dara and Saanvi ever be able to live a blissful life? Will Dara be able to conquer his inner demons? Or will his past life turn into ‘The Feet of Clay’?