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In a cramped police station where the hum of fluorescent lights competes with the weight of unspoken questions, a middle‑aged man sits under the relentless stare of seasoned officers. Masilamani, an emotionally volatile suspect, is thrust into an interrogation that feels more like a psychological chess match than a routine inquiry. The detectives, keenly aware of a looming Human Rights Commission watch, tread a fine line between pressure and propriety, while a quiet, observant psychologist is summoned to navigate the delicate balance of truth and turmoil.

The film paints a world where institutional procedure collides with raw human desperation. Masilamani carries the invisible burden of a fragile family—his ailing child and the memory of a wife whose absence lingers like a shadow in his thoughts. These personal stakes simmer beneath the surface, fueling his erratic demeanor and shaping the uneasy rapport he builds with the interrogators. The setting remains stark, a single room that becomes a pressure cooker for secrets both personal and systemic, hinting at a larger network of concealed motives.

As the dialogue unfolds, the audience is drawn into a tense rhythm of questions, half‑answers, and silences that speak louder than any confession. The cops’ internal debates about methodology, the ever‑present ethical oversight, and the psychologist’s subtle probing all contribute to an atmosphere thick with suspense. Masilamani’s revelations about a recurring pattern begin to suggest that the case he stands accused of may be part of something far more intricate, setting the stage for an unsettling exploration of justice, manipulation, and the fragile line between victim and perpetrator.

Last Updated: September 17, 2025 at 13:55