One of the sweetest movies.
Every single emotion that has been evoked has been evoked to the fullest and deepest extent ever possible.
A daugther's innocent ununderstood anguish at not being able to make most of the things around her out.
Her guileless unpretentious happiness at the sight of her father.. the only image that she could perceive as a person in her little limited world.
When she comes and touches the wounds of her brother and when she sees him in pain.. the way that pure little heart cries.... if that doesnt bring a tear to break the boundaries of one's eyes.. then there's no heart or it has stopped beating.
The pain of a mother for not being able to think of a way to get close to her autistic child and everytime her daughter moves away from her reach in fear...how it squeases her heart inside and how incisive that moment is... and the assurance she seeks from her husband just to strengthen herself in not giving up on her daughter..that one day her lil daughter would accept her and come into her embrace.. and the invaluable unending peace it will bring to her...
if only... I had the power to make someone feel in exactly the same way that my heart felt..instead of having to tell..
a heart-rendering story of a little girl with a weak heart that fails her after she wins every heart she touches.
Anjali. a Manirathnam film.
