A wonderful enactment, full of pathos. Two parallel tracks, one of an upper middle class family in an apartment and another a slum. The two tracks and the people involved meet only after the poor servant maid, Urmila Mahanta, survives an acid attack.
The police conduct a thorough investigation and the culprit is caught, but he is not brought to justice, sadly. The usual powerful politics pokes its ugly nose and the innocent poor Sri is framed. His love for the servant maid is exploited and he consents to plead guilty.
The unexpected turn of events consists of Urmila taking matters in to her hands and the film ends in poetic justice for the corrupt policeman. What is not justice, poetic or not, though is Urmila having had to suffer the disfigurement and the jail sentence too. Sri makes a very convincing and endearing young one-sided lover. His friend in the roadside restaurant is initially irritating but he turns out to be an honest fellow.
On the whole a very gripping narration. All the atrocities that can be done with the mobile phone are well brought out. This film made me understand the hatred I have for rich spoilt teenagers.
The end leaves the viewer feeling sad for the innocent and gullible people in the film as well as all those out there whose stories never make it to the world outside.
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