This is a decade old movie which was relatively unknown until it recently (sept 2019) got released on Netflix India. The lead pair of Rajit Kapur and Manish Koirala made me watch it over a weekend but left me quite underwhelmed.
Deepti Naval has been a good actress and moreover has acted in some wonderful movies. But her directorial venture doesn't match it up. The whole idea of making this movie appears very cliched. To make a "meaningful movie", the standard recipe is followed: story should be about a love song to life; make one character gay, another prostitute, and another quadriplegic; add some old hindi song nostalgia; some lamenting about decadence of art due to commercialization; and so on. Nothing wrong with any of these ingredients as long as they coherently gel with each other and create a good narrative. Unfortunately, the script and direction fails to achieve any such coherence in this case. Many of the artifacts seem affected. You have a random balloon filled auto-rickshaw appearing every now and then, the lead pair abruptly starts to sing old songs, then there is this nth instance of someone feeling the raindrops through a window. These are by no mean badly done in the movie but there is nothing new in them which has not been done before.
From acting perspective, Manisha Koirala is little inconsistent in her act especially if you set high expectation standard to being with. Others including Rajit Kapur are okay, mostly because the direction and script do not demand much. With character of Kapur being a poet, one would expect some good poetry and lyrics thrown in (especially with so many good lyricists in the credit roll). But there is just one song which is repeated all through the movie and may stick to your memory.
Overall, strictly an average movie which you may not regret watching. But, on the other side, you won't miss much if you skip it.
