Can't help but cry seeing the transition of Meenakshy and her Chetachan's multiple emotions as a father and as a brother , standing at the gate of his brother's house , hiding himself , while she celebrate her birthday with the ones who fell in love with whom she was , crafted by her own chetachn .
The young handsome Unni who was loved by all saceificing his everything for his sister and picturing him aging due to his burdens. Beautyy ... Can't define the beaty of that movie in words.
But deeply touches the heart .