And the tears just flowed...
Like it does to most people, love always moves me.
And if it's in an unusual way, I just start crying.
I cried after a very long time while watching Guru. Not in the scene where Guru suffers from a paralytic attack. Not even when Shyam carries a frail Meenu down the stairs. Or even when Meenu dies and Nanaji lights her pyre.
I was fine even when Sujata, while seeing Guru off the station, asks him to stay back. It made sense to me - no new bride would want her husband to leave her for work the very next day of their wedding.
I liked it when Sujata asked Guru to offer her to come with him right then. It's so like a woman. We want to be asked for something again and again - even when we want to agree to it even before the question's put.
I wasn't too moved when Guru asks her about coming with him and not having any belongings. She replies by questioning his ability to buy her a saree, thus implying that belongings don't matter as long as he wanted her to come.
A confused Guru then told her that she didn't have a ticket. To this, Sujata replied whether she'd need a ticket even if she had to sit on his legs (I've literally translated - "Tumhare pairon par baithne ke liye bhi tickat chahiye kya?").
My tears found their way out immediately. We actually want so little...
How much does it take to give a saree and a little space?
And even for that, there's so much reluctance...
But thankfully, Guru understood, and I hope there are more Gurukant Desais in this world.
posted by chandrika @ 2:21 AM
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