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A leaking kitchen pipeline. A nameless wife. Two seemingly minor details right? One physical, one symbolic, that together define the quiet oppression women endure in marriage. In The Great Indian Kitchen, the protagonist was a voiceless, faceless representation of countless women swallowed by the machinery of domestic servitude. But in its Hindi adaptation, Mrs., director Arati Kadav makes two radical changes: she names her Richa, and she gives her a metaphor that drips with quiet rage.

Director Arati Kadav transforms this persistent drip into something far more insidious—a metaphor for patriarchy itself. “It’s an old, broken system that can’t just be patched up—it needs to be replaced,” she explains. The leaking pipeline isn’t just a household inconvenience though; it’s a rotting structure that forces women to clean up after a system they did not create. And the lack of a name? That’s how the world ensures they remain invisible while doing it.