Prantar Dastider

Four women are pushed to their breaking point in Dhaka’s underbelly, where the only way to survive systemic exploitation is to stop being the prey and start being the threat.

Political Satire '420's double-up '840' aka 'The Great Bangla Democracy Private Limited.'

Javed runs a small catering service. While delivering food to Mitu, who is new to the neighborhood, he falls in love with her at first sight. From time to time, he cooks a variety of delicious dishes for Mitu. Slowly, Mitu also begins to fall in love with Javed. But for some unknown reason, Mitu does not want to get involved in a serious relationship. Whenever she thinks about it, a dark future appears before her eyes.

Dhaka is a city packed with millions of people, from different regions of Bangladesh, belonging to different religion, ethnicity, and from different financial background. The city has many parts which can be differentiated by architecture, vehicles and people. In this film we will follow a red ten Taka (Bangladeshi currency) bill as it travels through different parts of the city, getting changed from hand to hand, in turn giving us anecdotes of different people and their lives. Lal Kagojer Taka (The Red Note) takes us into the deep of Dhaka city.

In a city of strangers, middle-aged bachelor Jakir Alam hopes to escape his lonely life by marrying Mita, a runaway girl he once sheltered. But devotion quickly twists into obsession, leading to dark suspicions. As fear takes hold, love turns violent — and Jakir finds himself caught between mercy and punishment.

Shuvo and Purnima fled to Dhaka standing against the society and starts their own family. Mousumi tries to sustain her family anyhow. Mousumi wants a baby badly but Maruf is not interested. Rojina was tolerating torture of her drunk husband regularly, decides not to continue it anymore and to start a new beginning with CNG driver Ilyas. But one night, everything goes haphazard, three couples meet with one another just like an act of fate.

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In the quiet space between moments, reality begins to blur as silence grows heavy and time stands still. What lingers is not an answer, but a soft, unspoken feeling that refuses to fade.