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Thursday, June 11, 2026

Main Vaapas Aaunga Review: A Soulful But Meandering Ode to Love Across a Lifetime


There's a line in Main Vaapas Aaunga where Diljit Dosanjh's character marvels at Naseeruddin Shah's dying old grandfather and his fragmented memories of Sargodha, his handwritten nazm for a woman he hasn't seen in 78 years, his stubborn, undiminished love for someone the world has long moved on from. Diljit's character confesses he isn't sure he could love anyone with that kind of conviction across a lifetime. That single moment of reckoning captures everything Imtiaz Ali's film is reaching for and everything it doesn't quite fully grab.

 

This is a film of devastating emotions. A love story split between pre-Partition Sargodha in 1947 and the NRI corridors of modern day, Main Vaapas Aaunga is attempting nothing less than a cinematic elegy for love lost to the violence of history. And when it works, it genuinely breaks your heart.

 

Naseeruddin Shah, playing the elderly Kinu Grewal, is nothing short of magnificent. His is an author-backed character, perfectly designed for a veteran of his calibre, and he doesn't waste a single frame. The dementia, the incoherent rambling, the fading but indelible memories of his love Afsana... Naseer layers it all with such quiet, devastating precision that watching him perform is its own reward. Diljit Dosanjh, playing the NRI grandson drawn into this forgotten love story, matches him beautifully. His character pines for roots and identity with a sadness he expresses through fleeting glances and barely-there expressions of disappointment. Even when the screenplay fumbles and it does, particularly with his half-developed arc as a software engineer moonlighting as a stand-up comedian, Diljit rescues it with sheer charisma and warmth. The writing does a disservice to some career-best performances.

 

Just as brilliant is Vedang Raina as the young Kinu in Sargodha. He crackles with naivety and resolve, his romantic scenes with Sharvari reminiscent of Amrita Pritam's aching, persevering verse. Sharvari is luminous. Among the supporting cast, Rajat Kapoor brings quiet emotional weight as Diljit's stern but feeling father, and Anjana Sukhani's comic timing as Naseer's younger daughter-in-law strikes a near-perfect sweet-and-sharp balance.

 

AR Rahman's score is a deliberate, ambitious experiment where Punjabi and Indian musical traditions are fused with the orchestral signatures of British Raj-era sound. The result is world-class fusion that dazzles on its own terms, even if it occasionally feels misplaced with the film's emotional landscape. This is Rahman on high creative synergy, and that musical blitz is admirable even when the fit isn't seamless.

 

The film's cinematography, production design and costumes deserve their own standing ovation. Period Sargodha feels lived-in and achingly authentic. Sylvester Fonseca's frames carry an old-world soul.

 

What holds Main Vaapas Aaunga back is the screenplay. Imtiaz Ali as director is far ahead of his collaborative effort along with co-writer Nayanika Mahtani. The dual timelines never quite flow into each other organically and the pacing makes the film feel like a long, slow climb. Crucially, the devastating separation at the heart of the story, the moment Partition tears Kinu from Afsana, gets far less attention than it deserves. A love story across 78 years needs that wound to be felt. Here, it's glimpsed. And in its final stretch, the film reaches perhaps a little too far. It draws parallels between Partition's displacement and the Syrian and Iranian refugee crises in a manner that feels more like a marketing gimmick than a sublime Imtiaz Ali cinematic moment. A film this emotionally specific didn't need to announce its own universality quite so loudly.

 

And yet. For anyone who has ever read Rumi on a sleepless night or found themselves undone by an Amrita Pritam poem, Main Vaapas Aaunga has a soulfulness that quietly gets under your skin and into the rhythm of your heart beats. The love at its core is real, rare, and worth returning for.




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