THE lines that cleave the lives of the six protagonists of Samarth Mahajan’s 67-minute documentary Borderlands are as much physical as they are psychological. The place that each of these people calls home is located in close proximity to a national border. But this isn’t the only reality that defines them. Their identity itself is in a haze. They sit on the edge of a sharp divide between who they are and who they want to be, or could have been but for historical forces way beyond their control.
Films about borders. . .