Friendship is not something that is here today, gone tomorrow. The very
fact that we fight with our friends, get angry with them, try and ignore them,
curse them, want them out of our life and say it’s time to move itself is a
testimony to the fact how much we love them. For if we can't love each other we
can't really hate either. In such cases it's just that we have failed ourselves
as friends not friendship it does not fail, it's still there very much intact
waiting for us to catch up. And when we do the joy has no boundaries. So give
friendship chance and be the best of friends forever.
I recently watched a Tamil movie that left me reflecting deeply on the intricate, often unseen threads of connection that bind us to others. Despite having watched it twice and appreciating its nuanced storytelling, I still struggle to pronounce the name of the mysterious relative, Meiyazhagan . The name may evade me, but the emotions it evokes resonate deeply. The story unfolds with Arul, a man who embarks on an emotional journey to reconnect with his roots. During his visit to Thanjavur, Arul is shown his childhood bicycle, now a cherished relic in the home of a relative he barely remembers. The bicycle, meticulously maintained, symbolizes resilience and love—it once served as a livelihood tool for the family and now stands as a "god" in their household. The relative, referred to as Nandhini’s husband, shows unwavering affection and generosity toward Arul, despite the latter's inability to recall his name or their shared history. This anonymity does not dimi...
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