Being Cyrus

In the mist‑veiled hills of Panchgani, the Sethna family has built a quiet, almost ritualistic life within the walls of their ancestral home. Dinshaw Sethna, a retired sculptor, moves through each day with a gentle, wandering disorientation, while his wife Katy wrestles with a restless energy that makes the slow rhythm of their mountain retreat feel increasingly confining. Their world is one of subdued elegance, where the lingering scent of tea and the soft patter of rain create a backdrop for conversations that glide between warmth and unspoken strain. The house itself seems to breathe with secret currents, hinting that the family’s polished façade may conceal deeper currents of desire and unease.

The arrival of Cyrus—a wandering soul from Jamshedpur—disturbs the delicate balance. With an air of eccentric curiosity and a talent for slipping into unnoticed corners, he becomes both an apprentice to Dinshaw and a catalyst for the dormant tensions that swirl around Katy. Cyrus’s presence is felt in the quiet corners of the home: a shared meal, a lingering glance, a subtle shift in the household’s unspoken choreography. His outsider perspective brings a measured, uneasy humor to the everyday, turning ordinary moments into opportunities for hidden feelings to surface.

As the three characters settle into this fragile new arrangement, the atmosphere of Panchgani swells with an almost palpable tension. The mist outside mirrors the uncertainty within, and the house becomes a stage where genteel manners mask an undercurrent of intrigue. The film’s tone is contemplative yet tinged with dark wit, inviting the audience to linger on gestures, silences, and the faint crackle of restless ambition that lies just beneath the surface of this seemingly tranquil Parsi household.

Last Updated: October 14, 2025 at 03:51