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FilmyHit’s “New Punjabi” playlist became a ritual. Every Friday evening, after the market closed, Amrit and a handful of regulars—college friends, a retired schoolteacher, a young farmer home on leave—gathered at the tea stall. Someone connected a phone to a battered speaker; trailers and reviews from FilmyHit played between gulab jamuns and earnest debates. The reviews weren’t slick; they were notes from people who cared. A critic on the site praised the way a director used silence, another commenter pointed out how the dance sequence reclaimed a folk move without turning it into a spectacle.