Back in India from US on an assignment,
emotionally drained and physically weakened, in his middle age, Rajan Joshi’s
past life visits him in a flashback, his young driver being his only company. It
takes him through the labyrinth of caste and religion that he had lived in UP, and
yet remained untouched and unblemished by it for some strange reason. But now
it’s no longer the case, despite living in a modern western country for many
years, and he is uncomfortable with himself.
The flashback takes him through the Mandir
and Mandal era, the persons of various castes, the Muslims, the Pirs that
touched and shaped his life. Their lives are permanently linked to his, a fact
that he discovers when he roams around the places in UP which were once his
home, and through a series of events that occur during his journey. He finds
out that all of his 80 years of life, and that of his closest of companions is governed
by destiny, his upbringing, and above all, by the uniqueness of the land where
he was born.
