Kartik Watts

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A phone rings somewhere. Kher saab has left his phone on the table. It’s his dad. I run to give him his phone. When I give the phone to Kher saab, I think why not close the film on a shot where his father calls and the professor confesses his guilt to his father which he can’t do with anyone in the world. His dad is the only factor which hasn’t been resolved. When everything is over for the professor and there is frightening silence in the empty hall, his phone rings. Professor tells his father ‘Sorry, dad.’ The End.
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