Some movies don’t just entertain. They lodge themselves in your memory, haunting your idea of what cinema can do. For me, Gupt wasn’t just a movie. It was a jolt! A cinematic moment that divided how I viewed thrillers into two clear parts – Before Gupt and After Gupt.
I was ambling through the lanes of my residential complex. The cool breeze was ruffling through the stray strands of my unkempt hair. After long, I was in the therapeutic company of my solitude. I was at peace. A rare moment indeed for a parent of a toddler! While the boisterous tiny tot was engrossed in entertaining her grandparents at our abode, I was trying to savour every bit of my treasured ‘me-time’.