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F for Freedom 

Shyama Gauri, a devoted but overlooked mother, yearns for connection amidst her family's emotional distance. Her husband is consumed by work, her daughter by social media, and her son, though caring, cannot fully reach her. Shyama finds brief comfort in her friendship with Priya, a filmmaker, and in her creative hobbies. When she accidentally discovers her son's secret relationship, it sparks a quiet transformation. She proposes an unexpected family vacation, which becomes a turning point. Away from routine, buried truths surface, testing relationships and forcing each family member to confront who they truly are.
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Shyama Gauri, a devoted but overlooked mother, yearns for connection amidst her family's emotional distance. Her husband is consumed by work, her daughter by social media, and her son, though caring, cannot fully reach her. Shyama finds brief comfort in her friendship with Priya, a filmmaker, and in her creative hobbies. When she accidentally discovers her son's secret relationship, it sparks a quiet transformation. She proposes an unexpected family vacation, which becomes a turning point. Away from routine, buried truths surface, testing relationships and forcing each family member to confront who they truly are.

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Directed By:Arjun Krish, Ria Dinesh
Written By:Arjun Krish, Ria Dinesh
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