Aasra

On a thunderous, rainy night in Mumbai, the house of Colonel Poonawala becomes a safe house for stranded city folk. The old man is reserved, and hesitantly opens his doors to strangers. An inquisitive LIC agent among them senses that the colonel is hiding something. Every time the sound of a thud emanates from the bedroom, the colonel goes in and returns outside, not mentioning a word to his guests. The air of suspense is palpable, and the characters tends to speculate what could be in the room. The colonel tells them the story of his late wife, whose body lay in the room for many weeks before the neighbors discovered it while he was away on duty. You want to believe him and not believe him at the same time. His guests are in a similar dilemma.