Kal Kissne Dekha - Plot

Plot

Nihal Singh (Jackky Bhagnani) is a teen from Chandigarh who loves to build complicated gadgets to learn what it is behind science. He has a brilliant mind and dreams of studying at an elite science institute. When he is accepted into his dream college in Mumbai, he discovers college is a whole new world, new people and new challenges. At school Nihal is attracted to Nisha (Vaishali Desai), a proud, rude, college brat. She cannot accept that Nihal is managing to charm everyone his way in college including Professor Siddarth Verma (Rishi Kapoor), the professor of the college.

Nihal starts to get visions of Nisha being in danger. He saves her life and his secret is revealed that he can foresee the future. After this incident, love blossoms between Nihal and Nisha. Meanwhile, media exposure results in attention from anti-social elements, including an explosion at an public mall. Nihal sees the explosion before it takes place, and manages to rescue most people at the sight. However, it turns out one of Nihal's friends is actually behind the attack in the first place. Despite seeing the bomber, he keeps quiet and doesn't tell the police department. He strengthens up and decides to fight the attacker himself!

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