The film is actually inspired from the real life events of Bengali cult writer Humayun Ahmed whose real life was no less intense than the fictitious world he created. The events of his life kind of shook this conservative patriarchal society and I have been dreaming of working on it.

I found a strange connection between something that I heard from my mother at a very early age and Mr. Humayun’s story. My mom was a girl from the village and never been to any school. However she had some strange village wisdom which she loved to share with us. One such “wisdom” shared by her is still staying with me. She used to tell me “You know when people die? People die when they find nothing to communicate or be communicated. At that point, God helps people die”.

Not that I find any truth or lie in it, rather I find a mystic sense of poetry in it. The protagonist of No Bed of Roses fights with the complete break down of communication channel with his near and dear ones. I was moved by this break down of communication amongst the protagonists, love, and how love produces a sheer sense of hatred, and taboo.

Another thing that inspired me is “the strength of Bangladeshi women to endure”. It’s true that Bangladeshi women live in a patriarchal society where men are the dominant forces. But women are born fighters. They find their way out and endure. I was tempted to show the other side of Bangladeshi women.

The biggest thing that I was inspired by the real life events of Mr. Humayaun is “the kindness of death”. The film begins and ends at the same point where we come to know of the death of protagonist. We all despise death as takes everything away. But death doesn’t always take everything. Sometimes it gives back. It restores love, respect, and empathy.The biggest thing that I was inspired by the real life events of Mr. Humayaun is “the kindness of death”. The film begins and ends at the same point where we come to know of the death of protagonist. We all despise death as takes everything away. But death doesn’t always take everything. Sometimes it gives back. It restores love, respect, and empathy.

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