Deepti Naval races to Kolkata to gather the remaining parts of her child who passed on in an auto collision. Be that as it may, she winds up gathering a collection of recollections of the days her child went through with his partner, Rituparno Ghosh and his associate, Raima Sen. All the more vitally, she encounters an aspect of her child's identity which she discovers hard to accept. Be that as it may, just, at first.
Alternate sexuality might have turned into a mainstream topic in Indian silver screen, however the greater part of the movies managing this questionable subject need affectability and harp on it, either in a comic vein or in a sudden stunning exhibition tenor. Recollections in March scores since it takes a gander at homosexuality as a typical unavoidable truth, obviously, there is the starting stun that routine mother, Deepti Naval, shows when she learns of her child's inclination for the uncovered Rituparno Ghosh over the lovely Raima Sen.
Her disposition towards him changes from agreeableness to disdain when she learns of the extraordinary bond he imparted to her left child. Furthermore, similar to every traditional mother, she wishes she had thought about her child's sexual inclinations some time recently, with the goal that she could have counseled her therapist friends.
Delicately and quietly, the change happens and the lamenting mother finds a warm and touchy individual in her child's sidekick. Shared suppers, shared recollections, shared sorrow, strong disclosures, a touch of verse and delayed quiets make a bond between the mother and her child's companions (Rituparno, the sweetheart and Raima, the young lady who adored him) that may not fill the throbbing void, but rather it helps to get the strings of life once more.
The film Memories in March gloats of some shrewd written work by Rituparno Ghosh, a completely uncluttered and naturalistic directorial style (Sanjoy Nag) and consummate exhibitions by the three heroes, exceptionally Deepti Naval who is a treat to watch with her nuanced demonstration of a mother who tries to dauntlessly adapt to misfortune and yearning.
Recollections in March is both a sensible and delicate watch.