What mystery it is that leads us to think? Conscious or unconscious, the days of future and past are always into us. So simple a fact that we hardly express the same what we feel. Too mainstream, isn't it? Well, in that case the realistic solution for you is Late Anjan Das's Ajana Batas- The Mystic Wind, which of course is a poet's venture into the parallel waters. It is like a soliloquy witnessed and heard only by the green earth. Deepa (Paoli Dam) works as a copywriter in Kolkata. She is in a relationship with Sandy (Vikram Chatterjee) and she often visits her family in Ranaghat, mostly to communicate with her uncle played by Shankar Chakraborty. Her interaction with the world gets restricted almost in the form of catalepsy owing to a wind so unfathomable in itself. However, she tends to think what she actually felt to communicate. The thought does not take the shape of words due to the distraction into the trance. This affects her relationship and also her willingness to save her uncle from the sight of a mental deficiency as viewed upon by the other members of her family. And, the consequences. Well known writer Subhobroto Sanyal (Koushik Sen) creeps into the world of Deepa. Only a spoilsport would provide further details to the plot. The Vignesh Films initiative is a love making of your real with your virtual. Anjan Das actually dealt with a concept not so familiar in the Bengali cinema, an analysis of the psychological desires and their subsequent fate caused by the grey matter. A true justice to the works of Joy Goswami in unveiling the insight followed by a proper synthesis of the bits of an intellect. The self proclaimed poetry on celluloid is indeed a verse so strong, the instinct of which is a creative genius by the late director. The film is indeed an acting paradise with the best of its lead cast. Paoli is eminent with her simple but different Deepa. Vikram is consistent and in good harmony with his Sandy. Koushik Sen's Subhobroto Sanyal is as creative as an artist and as balanced as a mortal. Shankar Chakraborty is like the bough of a grand old tree, the shadow of which is like a stroke of a master. His mejo kaka is like those fairy tale uncles, unstable from an apparent view and different from the depth. The screenplay being on a high note is well structured by the cinematography of the film which turns out to be an audience friendly conveyance. Ajana Batas is a technically sound film when it comes to editing and sound mixing. The film goes on with a strong, slow narrative combined with a mesmerizing dissemination of both the concrete and abstract of poetry. Ajana Batas is a conjunction and also the lack of it, the syntax of which depends on the gatekeeping of minds. From a montage of Radha- Krishna till the reminiscences of the 'Ringa ringa roses' days, the film is a cinegoer's delight.