Children's - Post-Production 2016

A poetic tale of an orphan from the street of Varanasi who meets a old lady neglected by her own rich "modern" family..Emptiness of an aged mother is narrated through that orphan boy Kishan who sows a seed about the significance of relationships, which will instigate us for an introspection.

    • Year of production
    • 2016
    • Genres
    • Children's, Social issues, Family
    • Countries
    • INDIA
    • Languages
    • HINDI
    • Budget
    • 0.6 - 1 M$
    • Duration
    • 96 mn
    • Director(s)
    • Anil KUMAR
    • Writer(s)
    • Anil KUMAR
    • Producer(s)
    • Synopsis
    • Dawn was just appearing on the horizon; the thick, dark clouds were paving way to a new day of hope. The rain was finally receding. Ganga was overflowing. Kishan was the only passenger in the boat. His thoughts were full of his Parvathi Maiya. It is through her that he experienced pure love.

      This 10 year old lad did not know her at all – all he knew was that she had asked him to call her Maiya, and he obeyed her. MAIYA had made a pilgrimage to Haridwar for 7 days. It is there she noticed this 10 year old naughty boy. This boy helped her to climb the steps and it is during this time a great bond developed between them .Those 7 days presented Kishan, love, compassion and care of a mother. She parted with the promise that she would wait for him forever. For Parvathy MAIYA, who is a mother and grandmother who was longing for the presence of grandchildren, this boy became another grandson – a grandson not by blood, but by heart and soul.

      With the demise of the man who was like his grandfather, Kishan’s only hope was in the piece of paper given to him by Parvathy MAIYA, with her address. He left for her village with a heart full of memories of her love for him. Upon his arrival at her home, he was informed that she was in USA with her son and family. He passed each day with the hope of being reunited with his beloved mother. Every hope of that boy shattered by the news of her demise. Then it was the long period of waiting – waiting for her, not her, but for her body.
      Every incident after that was shocking and painful for Kishan. His innocent mind could not even accept the fact that his Maiya was kept in a mortuary just because his MAIYA hated the cold weather.

      His mind starts seeing and feeling her warmth around him. No one but Kishan felt her presence and it made his young heart sing with joy. But the reality made him and Mother Nature cry for her loss. The rest of the family was in the celebration mode of reunion of the family. But atlast even the trip to merge her ashes in ganga [Varanasi} was just like a picnic for them – her family by blood! It broke his heart to know that her own children and grandchildren could not return the love that she had showered on them.

      Travelling with her family, Kishan, held the urn to his chest, imagining it to be his MAIYA –keeping her close and warm. As her ashes became one with the ganga, he heard his MAIYA call out his name “Kishan “and all the love, care, compassion that she had gifted him came back to him, bringing tears to his eyes.