A movie set inside crumbling walls of a haveli with the dying embers of a feudal past taking their last breath, and a woman draped in silk showing grandiosity yet shackled by the horrors of tradition—Sahib Bibi Aur Ghulam is merely not a film; it is an elegy, a crafted expression of grief personified, a requiem for a world collapsing under the weight of its own decadence concealing ruins of shattered hope and helplessness .
In its candlelit corridors and…