A young man, Shivu, who hails from a slum and works as a pourakarmika, falls in love with a girl, Jamuna, who belongs to a rich family. The difference in their socio-economic standing, though, doesn’t bother the loved up couple. Until, one fine day, when Jamuna wields a machete on her ‘lover’.
Although shocked by her action, an injured Shivu remains in denial that she could attack him and pleads with Jamuna to marry him. But she doesn’t budge and compares his love to dirt, which angers him.
A heartbroken Shivu then gets entangled with a set of people who are a bad influence on him and soon turn him into a cold-blooded murderer who is ruthless about killing people who dare to cross paths with him.
Mestri looks at life in the slums and how money can change people. The film is well thought out and decently executed. The cinematography is not top notch, but the efforts are commendable. The first half of the film may seem to drag along, but the second half more than makes up for it and is worth a watch.