This movie takes you down memory lane, transcending region or religion. It’s about the cherished moments of childhood. Some people forget and move on, while others hold on to every moment of togetherness.
I’m from the North Indian and am not typically a fan of Southern movies. I’m selective, even when it comes to Bollywood films. The reasons I watched this movie were:
1. My childhood crush, Arvind Swamy.
2. An intriguing trailer.
To be honest, neither disappointed me. It’s a slow-paced yet engaging movie. I watched the Hindi-dubbed version on Netflix (though I usually prefer subtitles over dubbing).
This film beautifully portrays the emotions of childhood, a time spent mostly with family, focused on relationships, togetherness, and the joy of little things. It reflects two types of people: those who remember every moment spent with loved ones, often idolizing someone they looked up to, and those who, though kind, are more practical and keep only a limited collection of memories, moving on easily.
Ah! Those good old days. Childhood is truly the best time of one’s life. Watching this made me revisit my own childhood, where extended family was simply family. Cousins were just "didi" or "bhaiya," uncles and aunties were like parents, and home was "nani ka ghar" or "dadi ka ghar" because everyone would gather in one place.
It’s heartening that there are still storytellers who believe in the importance of family and relationships, crafting stories around them rather than around glamour and nonsense.