Disclaimer : Could contain spoilers for the movie Meiyazhagan.
Lately I've been feeling calloused and disconnected as I was not feeling connected or empathetic with the characters in recent movies that I've been watching. I feared if this was a sign of me getting older! Thank God for this gem of a movie for making me emote with onscreen characters again.
Aravind Swamy and Karthi's performances touched my heart so deeply with their own uniquely natural performances, that I couldn't help my eyes tearing up every once in a while. And it wasn't only them , though Karthi's innocent, heart warming smile gets me every single time. The uncle, the niece, Karthi's wife in the movie, even the flower seller, I'm moved to believe that they genuinely should be such simple and emotional human beings to be able to heart-warmingly portray that village innocence that almost suffocates you.
The reason why words tumble out of my mind now is also because the movie took me on a very personal journey down memory lane; through the sparkling smiles of my childhood best friend Paru. My Meiyazhaghi. She was exactly the same way as Karthi's character is portrayed, excessively talkative, overwhelmingly affectionate, always by my side eating my ear off with her nonstop laughter and chatter. Just like in the movie, I had also placed a bet with her to see if she could remain quiet for the duration of a day. The similarities are uncanny. And like Aravind's character I have also been ridden of guilt when I have pushed her away several times because of my own nature. I just couldn't keep up with her affection and pure love.
Memories flashed in front of my eyes as I watched the movie. As Karthi follows Aravind Swamy to the bathroom, I remembered a hilarious incident that happened when we were in the fourth standard. She was as usual chattering away happily by my elbow, stuck to my side, as I told her I need to go to the bathroom. She continued to follow me and happily chatted on and she even almost entered my bathroom stall not realizing where she was! We laughed loudly and she went back out with an "Oh! sorry!".
I still remember her lunchbox with lovlolikkas and her small bottle of yoghurt. I still remember her singing the song "Manjakili, Swarnakili" everytime a new teacher came to class and asked the children to introduce themselves. And I remember her saying during lunchtime one day, under the big arch in front of our school, that she did not have the money to buy a Sip-up everyday like me. My heart melted for her and I bought her one. She was such a simple soul that she cried loudly when she realized I had bought it for her.
My school memories are filled with her affection and simple love. Her laughter and her tears. As Aravind Swamy told Karthi in the movie, I should have told her - Don't ever change.
I never told her that. Life happened over the next few decades and we have both changed - we are stronger and bolder today. Though no matter how old we get, that sparkle and laughter of her love will always remain.