Ever since I was a child, I was the least favorite child between my elder brother and myself. I used to get all the trashing while my brother got all the love. Just to put it out I adore my brother more than anyone else in this world. Just to share an incident I cried for nearly thirty minutes after his marriage and it was even on the same day, siting alone on the terrace during night at around 10:00 PM, over the fact that I had lost my brother(I don’t mean he is dead, just realized he is not mine anymore). My mom always tried to give the best of anything to him, even the smallest of things, if there are two toys, she always tried to give the best one to him, doesn’t mean she hated me(she might, I never know, even today), just that I felt like a reject or she didn’t want me to be there, or I was demanding some her attention away from my brother, I just felt that she preferred me over my brother. In my ideal world she loved me more than my brother and I just wanted to be seen as my brother instead of me through my mom’s eyes for a day or even for a brief moment(my fingers are shaking even while I am typing this), even I wouldn’t have wanted this to happen out of my love towards my brother, as I know the pain I suffered from this, being treated like a reject from my childhood, it might have been due to the academics or my constant demands for little things which they never wanted to give me, or they felt that I was way more to deal with than my monk brother who always settled for barest of the things or I was just evil myself from their eyes, and they felt they might be better off without me in their life, I was just an unavoidable obligation to be taken care of, I was abused verbally, physically, psychologically, my parents showed love and affection for my brother in front of me with which I was never comforted with. I cried infinite number of times alone throughout my childhood and even when I was grown up and even now I just can’t help it sometimes. May be love of the mother and her comfort is basic one human might expect and every living organism even animals might expect that the unconditional love and affection from the mother who gave birth to themselves. One such incident was a very recent one from my trip to India for my brothers wedding, I was super tired one day after roaming the whole day outside for the shopping of the wedding and some other related words, while I was jet lagged, I had mild fever and body aches, I went into my room and just laid down hoping my mom would wake me up for dinner and might give some medicine, she just never did until the next morning, I am sure that it was my brother she would have never allowed him to go to bed without having the dinner. Yes, expected I cried almost the whole night as I never learn that I am an unwanted material in the house the only reason they act like they care for me is because of the status I might bring as a person who moved to states and earned a very high paying job.

While feeling as a rejected piece of shit from my own mother, I came across this movie, which is about of the love of a son towards his mother. The movie shows how beautiful the love of a mother and child is and gives a chance to a person who lost his loving mother at a very young age, to save his mother from dying and also experience what it feels like a living son all over again during the process of saving her. This part resonated with me, even though my mom is still alive and well, I lost her love at a very young age, I never truly experienced what a loving son might experience in their life, the movie allowed me to see myself as the kid who returned to his mother and experience her true love all over again, and gave me a taste of how beautiful it can be, it is surprising that it didn’t bring any sad tears form my eyes as with the case with many movies centered around mother and son relationship which makes me remember what I missed my whole life and how beautiful it could have been, this movie allowed me see myself in the role of the kid and made me feel like I was loved and cared for. This might have been due the person who portrayed the mother(Amala) and how graceful she is and she just makes you feel better by just one smile which is the most wholesome smile I have seen in my entire life, or may be the situations the story offers or the unique plot of travelling back in time and experience everything with the knowledge of exactly what you craved for your whole life which a son can never know until he has experienced it. This movie offered me the comfort of a mothers love, which might have been very brief, which may not be real, which I may never experience in my life from my own mother, but it offered me an escape from this never ending sadness a son rejected by his own mother feels, which may have been for just a few moments, but it provided which I have never experienced in my life and may never will again in the future.

Nuvvunteney nenu nuvvantey nenu Anuko lekapothey yemaipothanu Nee kada choopey nannu kasthoo undaka Thadabadi padiponaa cheppamma Mari mari nanu nuvu muripenga Choosthoo untey chalamma Pari pari vidhamula gelupulugaa Paikeduguthu untaa nammaa Aina sarey yenaatitee Untaanu nee papaayinai Ninnodilenthaga yedagaalanukoney