Beauty In Silence
I was getting ready for another day of cooking. With my sleeves rolled up, I entered the kitchen. I usually have some music running in the background to keep me occupied while I cook. But this day, I wanted to put on a movie instead. And today, I chose Mouna Ragam . Again. Overhearing a familiar dialogue, my partner asked, “Didn’t we just watch it a few months ago? Why are you watching it again?” As if watching it just once in a few months was enough. But why Mouna Ragam ? The movie released six years before I was even born. I don’t even remember the first time I watched it. I only have random pieces of memories here and there. My mom telling me how “ Oh ho, megam vandhadho ” was a song she loved. How she watched the movie with dad in the theatre after they got married. And how the movie made me feel – warm and fuzzy. As a kid who watched the movie, I loved Revathy’s character. She seemed spunky. She was fun, she said what she felt, and there wa