20 June 2026: After a week of bated breath and spamming my friends incessantly to go watch Main Vaapas Aaunga (as if I had watched it already), we finally walked into (limped, thanks to more than an hour's bike ride on a Saturday afternoon in Bengaluru) to the multiplex. While my stomach had started grumbling, I didn't care much about checking the menu outside. I had to go in, soon! When we walked out from Screen 3, I held my husband's hand and said, "Phew! This is the first time I am watching Imtiaz's movie in a theatre and walking away smiling. Usually, it's with red eyes." And, much to my surprise, I thought he had teared up a little. Or hadn't he? As always, the visuals were a treat. The seamless transitions between the past and the present, the present and the past -- hats off to the team behind this! There is laughter, there are tears, there are Martians, and so much more -- anger, jealousy, hope, doubt, wishful thinking, and above all, there is ...
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