This is not only a movie, this is in fact a time travel to those golden days, when the life was indeed a challenge but with acceptance and togetherness amongst family and people. I was a kid when I watched this movie. We were living in a block-town and there was not any movie theater, actually we use to say cinema-hall in those days, there. We and children and ladies of three-four other families, booked a trekker(a hindustan motor's famous vehicle in those days) and went to near by sub-divisional town to watch this movie. You can realise that what cinema meant in those time, when friends and family could seat together in the darkness of a theater, swimming in the same current of sorrows and joy, distress and happiness, love and longingness and they never needed to hide there faces from each-other, on any obscene scene in the movie.
Time has chenged, and movies became a thing of solitary watch. The society has shrinked to our bedrooms and in fact there is no social life left behind those fake smiling selfies.
These films bring the fact in front that what we are living is not a 'life' but it is a mask- what we all are carrying, cocooned under selfmade spider-waves.
Things and things and lots of things.... I spent my early childhood in rural india, just like this movie's backdrop. I have been to marriages as shown in the film. I know people used to be gentle, soft-hearted and co-operative by nature. It is unthinkable, unimaginable these days, I know. But I wish that what we call a developed world today- alas could had been a little less developed!
Seen this movie thousand and more times and everytime I cry that... I am sorry!