I watched Fire last night....a very very different hindi movie....no dancing,no colorful saris...
Film starts with the hidden but clear pain of a joint Indian family who undergo two failed marriages..... and is followed by a gradual love which is formed and grown between two heartbroken ladies....

Young Radha's mother: [in the very beginning of the movie] What you can't see you can see. You just have to see without looking.....

Sita: Isn't it amazing? We're so bound by customs and rituals. Somebody just has to press my button, this button marked Tradition, and I start responding like a trained monkey. Do I shock you?