"I am in a long-distance relationship forever." Yesterday, I watched the movie Amaran, and it was absolutely amazing. I’m someone who rarely gets emotional over movies, yet I found myself teared up. The first time I heard Major Mukund’s story was when Indhu chechi came to Melbourne with Tinu Achachan, and back then, it was just another military story to me. But watching the movie today, the narrative struck me on a whole new level—the pain, the agony, the sacrifices. It all felt so raw and real. The respect I have for Indhu chechi has skyrocketed. I still remember every time I met her, she carried that signature smile of hers, unfaltering despite everything. Still cherishing the fond memories with Tinu Achachan, Indhu Chechi, and Arsheya. Back to the movie, I’ve never been particularly drawn to the idea of nationalism or overt patriotic fervor. Those who know me are well aware of that. But this movie managed to evoke a nationalistic ardour, a respect that transcends political...
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