Nathicharami, he says, was neither parallel nor popular cinema. Personally, it reflects his own changing perceptions about social attitudes or mores—particularly those about male pride—growing up in small-town Karnataka and then the exposure to ideas during his fine arts course at the Karnataka Chitrakala Parishat, a fine arts institute in Bangalore. “Unless you break some moulds, you cannot accept what’s new. It’s a process of teaching one-self. Nathicharami is only a small result of that.” The film, he says, demanded nuance and tiny allusions to fill in the narrative without getting preachy—hence, the Japanese Kintsugi art of repairing broken pottery; the oblique reference to writer Poornachandra Tejaswi as the psychiatrist Carvalho who loves gardening, walking his dog, sauteed ladies finger and an old scooter; or the eye-level shots throughout the film. “We wanted to treat the topic at eye-level, so that there’s no exaggeration,” he says. Shooting the climax, he reckons, was the most difficult part. “We took a big gamble in the film in the last 18 minutes. We didn’t have dialogues, mostly silence and just about 7-8 words in between and a song. But you wouldn’t realise it.” That’s how crucial editing is, he points out. “Generally, we tend to favour sharp cuts but you need space for emotions. Of course, that’s only my opinion.” The song which won him an award for best lyrics had been planned differently, he says. “It was a conversation between the body and soul and I initially wanted a woman to write the words. But it ended up with me penning the lyrics.”