Nauroz – Reshtina’s Survival Instinct Is What Makes The Story A Riveting Watch! The Drama Is Changing The Game Plan With Intelligent, Detail-Oriented & Logical Storytelling.
A Tumultuous Journey
She is lost in a city with no money, clothes or identification. The old woman had shown her how to source her food, she subsequently used public toilets, and then discovered water taps at various places… all this plus fleeing from the police station – Nauroz just wows you.
Appreciation for the writer and director for balancing the details of Reshtina’s journey, revealing just the right degree of her emotionally challenges, and then, finally leading her to shelter. At no point did they lose us, making sure we stuck it out with her, as we watched anxiously, feeling a part of her journey.
The Great Escape
It was a stressful moment when she leaves the police station. You think about how unsafe she would be in the world, but then you also realize, she might not find a safe haven there, since she has no identity documents, no one to look out for her, and hence, zero traceability. Her grandfather could have also traced her there.
Whew Moment!
The most amazing moment was when Reshtina sat on a bench by the roadside after being kicked out of the house by Hira Khan (who had hit her) and her Dada passes by in the taxi looking straight at her. One felt stressed thinking “oh they will catch her now”, but wohoo, NO… thank Goodness, they just drove right by her because they didn’t know what she looked like.
Survival Instinct
Mawra Hocane has essayed Reshtina’s journey with all her heart and audiences feel it. Despite watching scenes that could weigh down on the senses, her portrayal manages to convey a determination that shines through. From feeling defeated as she climbs into the police van to planning her escape moments later, from brushing off the passerby on the road to trying to get a chaadar, subsequently feeding off food from the trash can, Reshtina’s survival instinct shines through and that’s why she sets herself apart from the stereotypical sad girl story!
What would you do, if you came across someone like Reshtina? Would you believe her if she says she’d never set eyes on a pizza or called a fizzy drink “Kala Pani”?
