It has all the problems of a bureaucrat looking at the migration. Which is the whole point too. It's a monologue, a beautiful one at it. You see through the humanist lens. You sympathise. But then you still don't feel enough. And when Damayanti in her very limited dialogue shows strongly how it is for the suffering, you see how detached you are, even though you literally walk with them, trying to be dispossessed.

This definitely vouches a re-watch, but (except for the love angle which I felt needless) a strong view into such a strong issue, relevant even now