Winners for the Jio Filmfare Short Film Awards 2017

A suave guy finds himself in a state transport bus when his car breaks down. In a bus full of villagers his attention is drawn to a striking girl. As he tries to make a conversation , the differences become evident. Will they be able to see each other beyond the obvious? Since it takes all kinds to make a bus journey worth the trip.

Everyone we meet has a public face. The one they allow us to see. What if there is another side? A side so dark that it would make our souls shudder? The film peeps into the seemingly moral world of the great Indian Middle Class with its new aspirations of imported cars & organic food. With satire as a narrative, here is a voyeuristic look into these relationships and the dark secrets hidden while casually going about normal everyday lives.

One of the India's Oldest Martial Art form Kusti (traditional form of wrestling) is considered to be the dying sport in India today. The young pehlwans (wrestlers) are turning away from the Talim and instead preferring wrestling on mat due to the international status it has received in the recent past. This film showcases the struggle of the modern day traditional pehelwans and their battle against the Freestyle wrestling of the modern times in their struggle for keeping this ancient martial art form alive.

Everyone we meet has a public face. The one they allow us to see. What if there is another side? A side so dark that it would make our souls shudder? The film peeps into the seemingly moral world of the great Indian Middle Class with its new aspirations of imported cars & organic food. With satire as a narrative, here is a voyeuristic look into these relationships and the dark secrets hidden while casually going about normal everyday lives.

Head constable Tambe isn't having the best of days. His wife slams doors in his face. His little daughter won't speak to him. His only friends, havaldaars Sawant and Shilwant, feel cheated by him. And to make matters worse, he's been given nightlong Ganpati visarjan bandobast duty. The lights are blinding. The drums are deafening. Explosions. Clanging. Flashing. Thrashing. His senses are being attacked from every which way. Every screaming face seems to be mocking him tonight. His blood slowly rises to a boil Until he snaps, plunges into the crowd, pulls his gun out, and as jaws drop around him he unleashes a #TAANDAV