Towards the end of the movie, Abhimanyu and Bindu keep staring at each other. Living the lives that they chose for themselves or rather, fate chose for them, they lovingly look at each other, ignoring their individual status quo.
That one moment defined the entire film for me.
'Meri Pyaari Bindu' belongs to a forgotten era where love used to happen over a cup of coffee, shared biryani and recorded audio cassettes. It's a bittersweet love story that brings a lump to the throat, yet you never lose that smile from the face. The characters are as real as the next door neighbours. The pain and the anguish that the couple face, is something that everyone can relate to. But the love can only be felt by those, who have loved and lost.
Kudos to Suprotim Sengupta for such exquisite writing.
That one moment defined the entire film for me.
'Meri Pyaari Bindu' belongs to a forgotten era where love used to happen over a cup of coffee, shared biryani and recorded audio cassettes. It's a bittersweet love story that brings a lump to the throat, yet you never lose that smile from the face. The characters are as real as the next door neighbours. The pain and the anguish that the couple face, is something that everyone can relate to. But the love can only be felt by those, who have loved and lost.
Kudos to Suprotim Sengupta for such exquisite writing.