Torn

Have never been so torn, so confused.

Go away.

Soon.

Slumdog Reality

Shocking, but I managed to watch the movie only last night, a few hours before the live telecast of the 81st Academy Awards a.k.a The Oscars. I was expecting a LOT, post movie reviews and friends who spent a month selling the movie to me. Last night, it struck me at 10pm. My DVD player came on, niyu, aditi, pi and parul were forced to watch it (quite happily) for the nth time !

Slumdog Millionaire stirred something inside of me, that I hadn't experienced in a VERY long time. It was a mixture of many emotions, anxiety, shock, anger, joy, all rolled into one. Forgetting little Salim's face is so SO hard right now. That face just stayed put in my head, and will stay put for a long long time. His eyes, they expressed so much. Innocence that was taken away from him too soon, fear, an emotion he had never experienced, mischief, something he was well acquainted with, and joy, something he would experience only in the end.

It's uncanny though, Rubina Ali and Mohammed Azharuddin truely are slumdog millionaires. From rags to riches. From being just another face in slum land to having their faces being splashed over every tv channel. The happiness, the relief, and more than anything else the amazement of discovering a new life, for these two kids, Slumdog Millionaire wrote their destiny.