Its been three days and in my mind the movie still feels like a fresh rose tucked behind Bulbbul's ear with her long tresses woven into a bun. Sometimes, it takes a movie to strike a chord that humans around you cannot strike. It takes a movie sometimes to show you what has hurt you, so for many this can be both triggering and freeing at the same time. Hell hath no fury like a women scorned is a central theme in the movie but it is much more than just that. Cinematically speaking Bulbbul is a masterpiece, with you wanting to screengrab every scene just to cherish the sheer depth of colors presented. In terms of acting, you will be delighted with fresh as well as seasoned perfection. This is a must watch but not for the fear inducing horror but for the humanity shining through within the horror.