From Scars to Stigmata.....A journey in solitude

It seems strange that of all movies “Anand” gives Him so much peace. He always knew it was a feel-good movie. But never thought that it would become such an important movie in his course of life. He remembered how much it healed him when he first saw. That day too it helped him to calm down and find peace and empathy. And now, when he required more healing than ever before, it has quietly scaled up its healing powers than ever before. He found himself truly blessing her when he sees this movie.

He can identify with that particular frame when Anand sees Roopa for the first time at her marriage. The smile on his face says it all. Yes, one does find a gleam of attraction for her in his eyes. But before he can fully let the joy of beauty seep into him, he remembers that it is her marriage and that lovingly reassuring smile lets us know how happy he is for her. May be those 15 seconds is the best visual essay on His experience. If someone wanted Him to share his experience with her, then the most succinct, yet the most realistic, description would be those 15 seconds. He met her, got attracted, went ahead, but then suddenly realised that she was not his and now, he is just smiling and truly blessing that she should find happiness in whomever she chooses.

He now feels that he should watch Anand again and again. It helps him to come out from the miasma of hatred in which he is putrefying. The simplicity of Anand teaches him to look for beauty in small things in life – splash of rain, early morning winter sun, chatter of kids, company of friends, joy of music etc. But above all, Anand showcases that immense beauty of life limping back to normalcy from a disaster. Or may be that is what is appealing the most to him in the movie. He now understands. That day, he saw the movie from the perspective of Anand. Now, he feels the movie through the heart of Roopa. How her life slowly begins to get better. It is like the beautiful sunrise, where the sun slowly attains its golden luster. How horrible would it be if the sun rose in five minutes?

Life is always good when it moves slowly. May be, that is one reason why He doesn’t have great inkling for the fast-paced American lifestyle. Life in slow motion helps you catch a glimpse of every subtle gesture, every little expression and every small incident. After all, the bliss of life lies in these momentary nuances, which might be lost into the eternity of time if we bat our eyelids. These are the moments, which rekindle in us humility, love and forgiveness, the divine traits which often get shrouded by human emotions and undue attachments. This slow limping back is a catharsis into itself. A catharsis that washes every corner of his heart. A catharsis that makes him aware of those impurities in him. A catharsis that fills him with sublime joy of life.