Nawaf Naser

Two kids get into an embarrassing situation by stealing a jack fruit.

Every now and then, occurrences take place on the streets, alleys and highways of this city like the accumulation of moss on a concrete wall. Though majority of these fresh deposits appear true to us, they could really be otherwise. Nonetheless, wrapped under the folds of these truth and lies, three tales are carved to be called “Ei Muhurte”.

Every now and then, occurrences take place on the streets, alleys and highways of this city like the accumulation of moss on a concrete wall. Though majority of these fresh deposits appear true to us, they could really be otherwise. Nonetheless, wrapped under the folds of these truth and lies, three tales are carved to be called “Ei Muhurte”.

When the brash son of a local mafia boss falls for the drug addicted troublemaker Koli, all hell breaks loose.