An nine-year-old runaway and a fugitive cross paths in a landscape where innocence offers no protection. Kishan runs with hope, believing that if he goes far enough, he will reach his father in Raipur. Shankar runs because stopping means death, whether at the hands of the police or his own people. Together, they move through dense forests and across indifferent rivers that make no distinction between the innocent and the guilty. Kishan believes running leads somewhere; Shankar knows it only delays the inevitable. For the child, escape means hiding in the back of a truck and glimpsing the promise of a city. For the man, it means the circle tightening, boots approaching, fate closing in. When the chase ends, Shankar disappears violently, leaving Kishan alone, staring at the space he once occupied. The road ahead is still open, but Kishan is no longer the same. Some people run and survive. Others run and vanish. And the forest remembers them all.