I remember my childhood being filled with a stream of people going in and out of our home. My young parents kept our door open to students, working professionals, basically anyone who wanted to share a drink and a joke. Being a single child, I became a quiet spectator to the lives of adults. I quickly discovered that they often deceive each other in order to not harm their social and intimate relationships. They would disregard the honesty that
they preach.
In this film, I dive into my memories and transmute
them. The protagonist, Uma, punishes her father for this hypocrisy but when jolted out of the naivete of childhood, she realises she has created her own terrible secret. What do we do when we become the thing that we detest? Adolescence, a period on the cusp of change, is a fertile ground to explore questions of selfhood. With the father and daughter as the nucleus, I am attempting a choral film that scrutinises families, and through it the Indian society that they and I inhabit.