Despite all of his hard work on behalf of the Naxalites and the hope of a Communist revolution in India, Udayan realizes at last that all his effort has been in vain. His actions have only served to isolate him from his family, his country, and his heritage. All the revolutionary ideals about the meaninglessness of the individual seem false and stupid now, at this moment of truth, as Udayan at last sees the value of his own life.