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1994 Directed by: Hariharan Story, screenplay: MT Vasudevan Nair Music: Ravi Johnson (Background score) Lyrics: Yusufali Kecheri Starring: Mohini, Vineet, Manoj K Jayan, Thilakan, Nedumudi Venu, Jagannatha Varma, Jagathy Sreekumar, Oduvil Unnikrishnan, Sukumari, Shanthi Krishna |
I always come back from India feeling like I want a vacation to recover from my vacation there. Don't get me wrong. I love being in India. I wander around happily, walking everywhere I can, merging with the mass of humanity that ebb and swirl on the roads of Bombay, stopping only to grab a tender coconut or sugarcane juice or mosambi juice to quench my thirst and wash the dust from my throat. I crib about the heat and the dust along with the other locals, have multiple baths, drink gallons of water, and continue to walk up and down the crowded roads, inhaling copious amounts of exhaust and coming back home with any exposed skin looking a few shades darker than when I started out.
But much of the two months I spent in India this time was spent existing on fumes. Helping my sister with wedding preparations from early morning to late at night, grabbing food when and where we were able to, or going without because we were too harried to slow down, coming home too late and too exhausted to actually eat, grabbing a quick shower and sitting down to work until the early hours of the morning... rinse, repeat. I barely had time to breathe.
Once the wedding was over and done with, and we had packed my nephew and my new niece-by-marriage off on their honeymoon, my husband and I continued our usual practice when we are in India. Run around madly like chickens with their heads cut off to get various paperwork made out, registered, copied... Anyone who has had to deal with government agencies in India will sympathise with us.
Writing posts for my blog was beyond my capabilities at the time. I really was too tired to think. But I had taken a couple of DVDs with me in the optimistic hope that I would actually get to watch them and write them up, at least once a week. Talk about delusional! I managed to watch one! And that, definitely, was not the film that I should have watched. (I should have stuck to watching re-runs of Michael Madana Kama Rajan.)
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