In an open space. Their meeting was unexpected. She slipped, scattering shopping, and he hurried to collect what was sleeping.
She is small, timid, looks from the side and often hides her eyes, on the contrary, he is tall and stately, reliable and strong. Both are worried, both are silent. This silence can be interpreted in its own way. You can mistake the silence of a girl for shyness, for natural excitement and indecision in front of a man you just met. A man's silence for external severity and excessive restraint. But that's not the point. The girl is deaf-mute and that young man too.
Indian cinema of the seventies was permeated with warmth and some unusual kindness and affection. The details that have become familiar to everyone were pleasing somehow in a special way, which is not, unfortunately, in modern films. One could see whether the hero or the heroine was happy or not. And in the eyes of the mother, you could see whether her daughter was happy or not, as in this movie. What you could not call a movie of the seventies, so it was cold and dry. The eyes of the audience were often in a wet place. In this film, very bright and warm, too, of course, was not without tears, anxiety and excitement. In addition, the two main characters are completely deaf. They are not able to share with anyone even what happened in their family. For no one can understand them except those who are miserable like them, who have the skills of speaking deaf-mutes. And also teachers of this intricate, rich in gesture language.
The most piercing moments, where it was terribly painful, so heavy that hardly leave anyone indifferent and insensitive. And if they do not cause a sea of tears, they will be accompanied by pain around the place in the chest where the heart is located. And how heartwarming was it to watch this wonderful couple after the birth of their first child? Joy and at the same time growing fear that he will not be like everyone else. But not only unbearable, terrible pain is filled with this film and not everything in it, as in a nightmare. The film is not about the confined space of two disabled people walking through a very narrow corridor. It also has a symbolic door that says: It's not locked! Yes, it has almost no or very few words, mostly emotions. But what a bulging, palpable each cell. If it is sad and uncomfortable for the heroes of the film, then the viewer does not want to find peace. I want to sympathize, empathize with them. Looking at them, you can only envy the inner physical force, which does not allow, in addition to its desire, to forget, disconnect from the surrounding and the world. Or, as in the worst case scenario, eventually get angry and take revenge on this unfamiliar and sometimes unfriendly world for everything. Or shake off the numbness and return to life again and again and walk on it, raising your head to the very end.