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Between acts, the film’s songs arrived like weather fronts. They were neither background nor spectacle—they were the village’s memory made audible: a lullaby hummed during milking, a wedding ballad that turned a narrow lane into a parade, an angry folk-shout when injustice arrived at the gate. Kuldeep’s projector softened at the edges, so the music seemed to seep off the screen and make the air around them vibrate.