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                                Dheer :Need for the day movie.

Just a eleven minute video… yet gave a great hit at social evils especially at India Education system

DHEER a 12 year old topper turned into a server at a restaurant. This is a simple one line story. But the director Rahul Pandey brought out the consequences of not wearing helmet ,using mobile phones while driving, collecting excess fees at Private schools, Negligence and greediness of teachers at government schools, inhumane treatment of child labourers by the master and finally the silently observing public.

Dheer lost his father in an accident. Unable to pay the overcharging tuition fee, his mother joined him in a public school where the lessons are taught only at tuitions conducted by the teachers privately at home. To pay his tuition fee, he joined a part-time job where he was beaten by the owner. There were only silent spectators. The shortfilm ends with the pathetic and inquisitive eyes of Dheer. It is the question asked by the director to everyone who watches the story behind every child labourer.

         Karthick, the young artist performed well. His welling eyes in the last scene provokes our sympathy. However, the director should have avoided the overdo of melodramatic documentary effect.

My dear viewers, Dheer is the representative of every child who is longing for a better education in India. Hats off to the entire team for highlighting the Right to Education and raising a series of questions on present education system and future of students.

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