Prabha and Anu are roommates who moved to Mumbai to work as nurses. The city life is supposed to offer more opportunities and freedom but it looks like the stiff old traditions keep having them trapped and suffering: Prabha has lived over a year depressed and half-frozen waiting for a call from her husband who doesn't seem to exist; Anu has to see her decent boyfriend in secret because he's a Muslim and because, as the tradition goes, it's the parents who choose the husband.
We see both the urban sprawl and the coastal countryside with the eyes of those miserable but virtuous women, the noise being dimmed and replaced by sounds of beautiful music. We see and feel longing for love in their eyes and hope ourselves for the change, for the transformation, for the light to shine on their futures.
Very subtle, deep, delicate and inspirational.
We see both the urban sprawl and the coastal countryside with the eyes of those miserable but virtuous women, the noise being dimmed and replaced by sounds of beautiful music. We see and feel longing for love in their eyes and hope ourselves for the change, for the transformation, for the light to shine on their futures.
Very subtle, deep, delicate and inspirational.