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In Grihapravesh , time is like another character slow, weighty, relentless. Everything is suspended in it: Titli's routine, the house's decay, and the emotional stagnation that's quietly suffocating her. But within this stillness, the film offers something miraculous: the possibility of motion. In Grihapravesh , time is like another character slow, weighty, relentless. When Megh arrives, time begins to ripple. Not in obvious ways, but in the way Titli starts to notice herself again in the mirror, in conversation, in her thoughts. The beauty of the film is that it doesn't rescue her from time it teaches her to move within it, on her own terms.

In LYF, the emotional weight of the story rested heavily on Kashika Kapoor's shoulders, and she carried it with a grace that made it look effortless. Her character was at the center of a storm - caught between past trauma and present conflict - and it was her performance that gave the film its emotional heartbeat. Not once did she falter or allow the weight of the narrative to overwhelm her. Instead, she channeled that emotional gravity into every scene, giving us a character who was layered, complex, and heartbreakingly human. Kashika showed us how pain can sit quietly on a person's shoulders, how grief can live in the eyes, and how love can persist even through anger. Her ability to embody all of that without losing control of the performance was stunning. She didn't just hold the film together - she carried it, made it soar, and gave it soul.