Due to the Covid-19 pandemic, a curfew is declared for everyone aged 65 and over. Ali, aged 66, and living alone, finds himself desperate to see his newborn grandson.
In a bizarre and whimsical forest, a blue, blocky creature spots a tree of tasty fruits on the other side of a deep, dark river. After a failed attempt at crossing over, a springy stranger who lives in a tree decides to lend a helping hand.
Look How sassy our GrannyBai can get! She surely knows how to vent out her frustration. All this while she was being taken for granted until she converts her cribbing into a comic rap. And yet she leaves a thought to ponder...Are Moms worth it? They exert themselves so much ,as to keep their children & family happy , only to be neglected or taken for granted. GrannyBai will not only leave you in splits but also make you dive deep into serious soul searching to value our moms all the more! On a serious note, There's always a Grannybai/Mummybai somewhere, inside every mother's soul, whether she's young, middle aged or old. She may /may not complain or vent out about her circumstances, grievances or trials in life, the way Grannybai did. But, at every stage, she truly deserves to be admired, cared for, cherished, loved & supported Mothers are caring, doting, giving, hardworking, loving & selfless beings. Their love is divinely beautiful , forgiving, generous, and yet strong & uplifting! The purity & strength of their soul is matchless. They always wish the best for their children,families, relatives, friends and everyone that matters to them With this epilogue, lets make a tiny personal resolution - an initiative to make our moms feel happy & treasured Let's try and do our bit to make them feel cared for,in any or every little way possible . Let's not make them feel like a devastated or resentful Grannybai. May everyday, indeed, be a Happy Mother's day.Not just one.
A college goer from a lower-middle class family asked his father to buy him a new motorcycle because his new girlfriend felt awkward to ride on his father's old moped. Father agreed and asked for two months to buy him a new motorbike. But, the boy want it now. He left the house on rage. In hurry, he put on his father's shoe and took his father's wallet instead of his won. On the way towards railway station the boy realized the struggle of his father to raised him well. He returned home and left the plan of buying motorbike.
Endless distractions threaten to destroy creativity.
This is a story of a seven-year-old boy who identifies with the character of Batman. He encourages his friends to cross the stairs and the streets in the dark with their eyes closed and his mother, who is tired and disgusted with her life because they both have a common reason with different approaches and views…
Carol was the perfect mother. So what was she doing hiding under a bridge with a hammer? Carol answers the door to an unexpected early morning visitor "I suppose you want to know why I was hiding under a bridge with a hammer?" Taking the stranger through the house, she says she needs to finish baking her cupcakes. As she bakes, she talks about how much she loves her daughter, Jessica, who has become the absolute focus of her life and about her long-running feud with the neighbours. Having given her life to bringing up her daughter she still finds herself alone and aware that she and Jessica are growing apart. She delves into Jessica’s belongings and online accounts, discovering that she isn’t the perfect Oxford-bound girl she’d supposed and that Jessica has become someone else entirely, someone Carol can’t recognise. In a fit of madness, Carol chases after Jessica and her secret boyfriend, Storm, the much despised boy next door, to their meeting place on a bridge, where she swings a hammer…and flees the scene unable to face the consequences of her actions. The cupcakes, Carol explains, are to make amends. She is ready now to go with the police as long as she can take the cakes round to the neighbours. As the film ends, she is taken away.
'Until Next Bite' is a nostalgic reminiscence of an Indian student studying abroad who misses her mother's home cooked food. She tries to recreate that missing flavour by cooking on her own for the first time.
Twenty years back, an accidental death in India of a US resident turns into a mystery when her daughter wants to reinvestigate her death in the light of new evidences. Will Detective Tanmay Nandi from Kolkata be able to find the truth through virtual investigation?
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