Highway.

'Overwhelmed' was my state when curtains came down on Imtiyaz Ali's latest flick 'Highway'. A story that is seemingly not easy as a parody on the screen; writing a script is one thing, turning it into cinema is something different. Imtiyaz Ali did both: brilliantly. 

Essentially, about a rich girl and a poor guy with paradoxically different upbringing, yet similar in what they feel about things around them. Traumatized, fearful and up for grabs. A personality that remains ambiguous, clouded and vulnerable. An unflinching urge to break free; from all norms; from orderliness; from customs; from everything that we call a system. 

The movie at many levels fringes on sufi mysticism. Of following your heart, in which your redemption lies. When Veera is abducted by Bhatti- there is sufi folk song playing in the background- 'Go away run, he is your beloved. Redeem yourself.' [Here] Technically I found the movie top notch. With long pauses, the viewer is made to seep into the scene, to make an effort to travel into the hazy world of two molested souls. And, of course, the icing on the cake were last few scenes shot in Kashmir. Crisp Lidder air seemed to be healing- two souls in the story, and one drowned in his seat- overwhelmed.