Chand Mera Dil Reviews

7.5/10

July 25 2026

3/10 ass hole love story nahi pasand ai

Slow forward but good ending solid

But doesn’t give vibes of Lakshya movies

0.5/5

“Mujhe zimmedari nibhani aati hai…” more like jatani aati hai.

The film tries to create something meaningful, but it was the equivalent of building a sandcastle too close to the ocean – eventually, it’ll wash away.

The story is about two college students dealing with an unplanned pregnancy. Chandni is fully aware of the consequences and still chooses motherhood. Aarav, on the other hand, knows he isn’t ready. He wants more from life and doesn’t want to take on the responsibility of raising a child when he’s still figuring himself out. That’s completely fair. Logical, even. Until it suddenly isn’t. The moment Chandni says she expects nothing from him and that she can do it all alone, he flips. Not out of love, but what feels like ego. He hears that as her saying he's not capable. So he proposes marriage almost like he’s trying to prove something. And that’s kind of the film’s biggest issue: it keeps mistaking intention for depth.

We barely understand their relationship before everything escalates. Aarav falls for Chandni after one Hip Hop/​​Bharatanatyam dance performance and starts colour-coordinating with her outfits. She's infatuated right back, apparently with his regularity, so we get two love songs and three corny texts to convince us their love story is "legendary."

Once they’re married, the imbalance is obvious. Aarav constantly reminds Chandni of everything he’s doing – working, studying, providing – while she quietly carries her share of the responsibilities without turning it into a scoreboard. The film shows his stress, but it also keeps excusing his behaviour through it. That’s where it gets frustrating. Because yes, YOUR FEELINGS ARE VALID, BUT YOUR BEHAVIOUR IS NOT.

The moment he raises his hand at Chandni should have been a turning point. Instead, it becomes just another moment the film moves past without really interrogating it. Chandni, who grew up watching her father abuse her mother, walks away, and it feels incredibly powerful. For a second, it seems like the film understands what it’s doing. It’s like a glimmer of hope. And then it completely undercuts it.

The narrative pretends to support Chandni’s choices while quietly redirecting sympathy back to Aarav. Even in situations where he’s clearly in the wrong, the framing softens the impact or shifts blame. For him, it becomes less about accountability and character development, and more about rehabilitating a relationship.

There were so many directions this story could’ve taken. Young parenthood, generational trauma, lack of support systems, communication breakdown, identity loss. Real, messy, human things. But instead of exploring any of that with depth, the film rushes into taking a half-baked love story out of the oven. It clearly wasn’t ready yet.

Even their chemistry is non-existent. There’s a lot of kissing, but no real sense of yearning or emotional connection. The dialogue isn’t romantic, nor are the non-verbal reactions. Films these days equate physical intimacy with love, instead of building lingering chemistry that speaks volumes without a single touch. 

And then comes the ending. Aarav realizes he was a bad husband but wants to be a good father… so he leaves for two years to do his masters while his daughter isn’t even a year old. Wow, perfect timing. And somehow, we’re still supposed to root for this guy. Chandni, who previously said “haan... lekin izzat pyaar se badi hoti hai,” and walked away from a distressing cycle she grew up witnessing, ends up going back to him anyway. The same man who resented her, disrespected her, and got physically aggressive. The film wants this to feel romantic, but it feels like a complete betrayal of everything it was building. Men who lack critical thinking skills are gonna start thinking that getting their masters will get their girl back… 

And the worst part is, we almost had something meaningful here. A woman choosing herself. Breaking patterns. Doing what her mother couldn’t. But no. Instead, we get a last-minute u-turn into “love conquers all,” except nothing was actually resolved.

I suppose the film does raise an interesting question: if a relationship ends due to something that's a deal breaker, would you go back to the person if they actually did the work? But the film doesn’t answer that question because we don’t really see Aarav change. The only actual character development we see is Aarav keeping his promise to quit smoking. We just see a man yelling his love into a woman's face. Even in the final moments, his aggression is still there. Louder, just rebranded as passion.

Men expressing emotions is important. But expression without control isn’t vulnerability – it’s volatility.

Chand Mera Dil is an engaging, yet flawed film that keeps missing its own point.

You feel bad for Chandni when she chooses safety over love. You feel worse for her when she chooses love over herself.

This film could’ve been an email. An email that should’ve stayed in drafts.

Pretty cute