Two months’ non-fiction. Have it in your palette and the colours are dull, depressing... The movie paints a landscape where two boys and a girl careen out of control on the waves of unpredictable life. Ever wondered what happens if she elopes with a boy? This can be one of the situations. A good plot to weave a movie. It’s a displacement of love. Megha can no more shout for that love shift. The viewers didn’t get to know much how she transformed her love from Nainital’s Dheeraj to Delhi’s Ankush. For two months when she is away from Nainital, love teddy in her pants, makes noise for that many-layered woman inside her. I wish we could have some more for that heaving heart of Soha Ali. When you first see her outside Daryaganj Marriage Registrar Office, she is clad in white salwar suit with mogra around her chig-non. Watch her the Jumme ki raat, when she is indifferent to Abhay Deol’s wooing. She has that innocent look, class look (assorted by Abhay) for which any boy can take her home and want his mother to fix his marriage with her.
Ishq ne tere, ishq ne tere, kar diya kar diya... well sung with a rare combination. I want to say it aloud I am in love. Abhay is the best in movie, the way he looks up, looks down, dances to that band music, teases khala, runs after Zulfi, prays in the mosque, doesn’t hold her girl tight, kisses at the wrong time when Father Pinto catches him, wants to threaten Shayan, slaps Zulfi, buys a bouquet of flowers for his lady love, cries in the heart. His makeover from witness to an area supervisor, and his slumbering from HDFC Bank to Daryaganj office... that’s all about movie.
Let Soha run for a distance and fall straight on Shayan Munshi... shaking time and space. This is the best scene of the movie. The old love wins over the new one. And the comet moves on...