India is a land of three hundred and fifty million people; more than eighty per cent of them live in villages. Our story is laid in one such village, in the early twenties. It is about these simple people, their struggles, sorrows, joys, and above all their love of life and the will to live.
Ram, Madho, and Sushama are jointly owning Kundangadh, a village situated on the banks of a canal. Ram having graduated in medicine, comes to the village after seven long yearn, to dispose off his share of the land to enable him to start his practice in the nearby city His absence from the village for such a long period was due to the fact that he loved Sushama once upon a time. They would have perhaps got married but for their elders who stood like a solid rock between them. In spite of all these years, and the fact that Sushama is a widow and has a son now, Ram has not been able to forgot her. That is why he did not want to meet her. He wanted to sign the sale deed, get the cash and go back immediately.
But it was not so destined.
He had to meet her. Standing face to face, both realised that these seven years were not sufficient to extinguish the flame that came to be lighted once. But the very next moment they realised the helplessness of the situation. Their near and dear ones and the social system was there to remind them of their obligation.
How this lost thread of love appeared again in the emotional life of these two tormented souls forms the story of SHIKAST. It has to be seen, to be enjoyed rather than read.
(From the official press booklet)