Set amongst the Gangatic plains of crime infested northern India and based on a true – life incident « Aanch » is the story of blooming love between a newly married couple. A story, which is a class apart, a grandiose tale, which has neither been told before on the Indian Silver Screen and would probably, never be told again. This love-tale criss-crosses across the rural Uttar Pradesh, where egos are larger than life, corruption and nepotism is rampant, where real guns and grenades are toys for the infants to play with and where the common-man is a pawn in the hands of a few politicians riding the elephants of their caste. Amongst this socio-political mayhem, nurtured by languish and strength of characters, rises the undying love of the couple and is born an original love story « Aanch ». Aanch is the story of today, modern yet traditional, disgusting yet inspiring. It is a story which shallmake you sit-up in your seats, layer by layer it unfolds the high drama and compels you to think about the many illustrated facts. In « Aanch » the city plays as big a role as the village. The compelling circumstances push and force the hero and the heroine to come to the town. They are happy to escape the brutal world of rural India to find their own careers. But their happiness is short lived and once again the circumstances compel them to return to the village. Belonging to the two feuding families the lovers’ virgin ‘love’ instead of cooling the wild passion of hatred gives wind to the burning amber. It flames the fire, scores of people die, hundreds of cattle perish and thousands are left homeless. Hamlet after hamlet, village after village is torched and in the ravines and the great Indo-Gangatic plains of Uttar Pradesh the modern day Mahabharata is fought. Don the lovers’ – the husband and wife, find their nest? Does their dream come true? Do their hopes find the wide white sky? The answers to all these is « Aanch ». Aanch is not merely a film but a ‘film with difference’. Based on a true-life incident this film illustrates burning desires and passions of two kinds one which is constructive and another the destructive. Yet one more time « Aanch » proves that love wins.