Madhav Apte, the beleaguered protagonist of Dombivli Fast, is stuck in deadening routine. He is the common man who lives his life on autopilot and tries to abide by his high-minded principles. The drill never varies: wake up; commute; work; commute; go home; sleep. In between his monotonous chores, he grabs a few precious moments to cuddle his little daughter, scold his lazy son, and cope with his screechy, nagging wife. Nothing remarkable about Apte's story so far. Expressionless, perennially fatigued, weighed down with woes, this is the story of every man who journeys to and fro every day, trapped in metal boxes, trying to beat the monstrosity he himself created... till a dormant volcano inside him erupts without warning, and nothing is the same again...