Anshulika Dubey

Three high school friends reunite after 10 years and confront a case of sexual misconduct that none of them were ready for. As layers of denial resurface, the film traces the thin lines that lie between sex, persuasion, and consent.

Just when the people of an expanding Calcutta feel their dreams might be fulfilled, they hear the sound of things falling.

Meeting after many years, a makeup artist and her grandmother revisit tensions from an old family feud that still hangs heavy between them.

At midnight on his 10th birthday, a boy scours the lesser-known Kolkata streets in search of a father he’s never met, carrying a letter he can’t read.

In the glitz and the glamour of a Bollywood dominated industry that India has today, we narrate the story of a parallel film-making community whose aim is not to create cliched blockbusters, but to tell a meaningful and thought provoking story through the medium of cinema.

Three high school friends reunite after 10 years and confront a case of sexual misconduct that none of them were ready for. As layers of denial resurface, the film traces the thin lines that lie between sex, persuasion, and consent.

Three high school friends reunite after 10 years and confront a case of sexual misconduct that none of them were ready for. As layers of denial resurface, the film traces the thin lines that lie between sex, persuasion, and consent.

Just when the people of an expanding Calcutta feel their dreams might be fulfilled, they hear the sound of things falling.

Meeting after many years, a makeup artist and her grandmother revisit tensions from an old family feud that still hangs heavy between them.

At midnight on his 10th birthday, a boy scours the lesser-known Kolkata streets in search of a father he’s never met, carrying a letter he can’t read.