The little child within me was probably crying so hard that he would just ask his “dida” ( grandma ) to hug him , but now , those are just memories from the past . The teenager within was probably regretting not spending more time with her throughout the run of 126 minutes .
If someday we meet again , i will certainly build you a house that has no expiry date . One that is big enough to protect all your loved ones , a house where no has to go away , a home where you are not left alone .
There’s a haunting beauty in a love that can’t be erased. When someone touches your soul so deeply, their memory lingers, even as time tries to blur the edges. You hold on to their laughter, their touch, and the moments that once felt eternal, knowing that forgetting would be more painful than the sorrow of remembering. Love like that never truly fades—it stays, echoing in your heart, a bittersweet reminder of what was and what can never be again.
This is what Indian cinema needs...what a beautiful movie :'))
