To the One who hasn't had a First Love

Hi,

You hate Rom-Coms.

You don't know how men in movies can cry. Boys don't cry!

You think that your friends are your bros and girls bring unnecessary drama.

I don't blame you. You were 'bred' to think that, life is all about who can run the fastest, who can spit the farthest and who can burp the loudest.

You are not aware of how to use your heart.

You text a 'Happy Mother's Day' to your mom at 12:00A.M. sharp and that's the only acceptable way for you to show 'love'. She birthed you, raised you, she knows what you don't say, so she knows how much that text means.

That's how low is the bar that you have set.

So, when you meet the girl who makes time crawl when she's away and speed past you whenever she's around, you won't know what to say.

You won't know that it's okay to say, "you are beautiful," when she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and you think she's a goddess.

You won't know that it's okay to say, "you take my breath away," when she crinkles her nose and hides her laughter behind a smile at the poorest jokes you crack.

You won't know that it's okay to say, "it's okay. I'm here," when she eventually shares her fears with you.

You won't know that it's okay to say, "I love you," when you love her and could do anything for her.

You won't know it's okay to say, "I'm sorry. I don't know how to express what I feel. Please, teach me," when she leaves you, believing her feelings are unrequited.

So, all I can say is, all the best for your second love.

 

Love,

 Me

Conversations With Ex

 

"This conversation is a fictional creation and should not be taken as an accurate representation of real life events." 😁

 

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Ex : Have you been waiting for long ?

No, I just got here

Ex : So, How are you ? Its been so long.

I am okay.Just going with the flow.

Ex : You sound low, what happened, still struggling ?

Sort of, at its peak 

Ex : You never used to open up like this to anyone.

What's the point of keeping it all in when it only serves to stroke one's ego?

Ex : Wasn't that ego your identity.

Was it? You had been with me for 3 years, you have the right to judge me.

Ex : You haven't changed one bit.

But you have changed a lot.

Ex : Then what do you expect? To be stuck with all those hopes you gave me?

No you shouldn't, you didn't, you deserve a lot more and I am sorry. I did a lot of stupid things. Sorry!

Ex : You have learnt to apologize now?

Well I have to learn right?

Ex : I withdraw my statement, the guy I knew did not admit his mistakes so quickly, you have actually changed.  

Maybe, things are different now, how can I not change.

Ex : Listen, the reason I wanted to meet you..

To invite me to your wedding.

Ex : Yes, but how did you know?

 You wanted to meet me after an year, what else could it be. So, what's he into ?

Ex : He is a CA, working in Kuwait.

Good. I hope you will be happy where you are.

Ex : Find a girl, someone that really suites you

As if I have got somewhere with life, It ends with you, I don't think there's any chance of it happening again.

Ex : Its time, I will take your leave.

Do you want me to drop you?

Ex : He will be coming to pick me up

Okay

Ex : Won't you come for my wedding? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Conversations with Self - Part 1

"How do you do it bro?"

 

"Do what?"

"Hide all your pain behind a smile."

"I don't do any such thing!"

"You and your thoughts are as tangled as your headphones!"

 

"And that's why I untangle them every night.. before bed, as I'm doing now."

 

"You still dream about her?"

 

"Yes, I do. But, they aren't nightmares."

 

"Yes, that's even worse. You dream of ending up with her and that's probably never going to happen!"

 

"It happens in my dreams. That is good enough for me."

"You are just hurting yourself by doing all this."

 

"After all that she is going through, I so wish to message her everyday just to check her once, not that she needs to see my message, but still."

 

 "No big deal, Go and meet her! It's not that she doesn't want to talk to you, does she? 

 

"I don't know what to do!"

 

"You know you will eventually have to let someone in.. right?"

 

"I don't know. Just the thought of it scares me now. I guess that is the problem with people like us, we feel deeply. Our highs are the highest and lows are the lowest."

 

"She doesn't need you. Find someone else, there are plenty of fishes in the sea."

"What if that is the only fish I want?"

 

 

Things I want to get better at.

i.  Being a person. I mean, at this point I do not suppose I am a day person or a night person, just being a person works for now.

 

ii. Not forgetting the song I was obsessing over a week back.

 

iii. Making lists and following them.

 

iv. Letting go.(I still can't) I am the kind of person who wants to hold on to people even if they don't want me in their life.

 

v. Being real and sharing my lows as much as I share my highs, we are all in this together(I guess).

 

vi. Not watching the same movie\series every time I have some time and start watching something else.

 

vii. Feeling loved. For the longest time, I had my walls up high but feeling loved is a feeling that everyone deserves.

 

viii. Giving myself the margin of being human. Often, we go so hard on ourselves, but we forget that it's okay to be flawed.

 

ix. Getting out of the blanket in winters and being productive.

 

x. Saying 'no' and 'it's not okay' to people, saved the toughest one for the end. :")

Trying to Ryhme

 

 Sitting at my desk,

My keyboard, I am typing .. I am deleting... Come on words, come on now, Flow, like what they call poetry.

I need to finish this poem,

Its been a while I wrote one.

(..or I posted one)

Atleast give me something to write about, A thought, a prompt... 

Should I write about her?

 Hello??

Argh!

Come on brain, come on now!

Even if I get the thoughts what If I cant rhyme for godsake!

What are  the basics? The second and the fourth should rhyme, 

Wait rhyme doesn't rhyme with much, Should I end with Dime time... slime? (That makes no sense)

Why is it so difficult?

It's should be a child's play! 

Match the syllables to the alphabet and start, Alay blay clay dlay elay flay? (Am I really that dense?)

 

I'm wondering if I should push myself this hard?

 So I wanted to say this on everyone's behalf. Somethings in life can be tough to crack, But that doesn't mean you leave it halfway.

If you started something, go finish it, If not right now, then when?

. . .

 

Inspired from The Struggles of Writing Poetry

Introverts & Heartbreaks

As they say every coin has two sides, so why not post this part as well!

In case you haven't read, When an Introvert Falls in Love 💕

It’s not easy for an introvert to fall in love. Our mind's little universe is already occupied with so many thoughts. We are already so content with self that it takes someone really special to make us feel that we need you in our life.

We take a lot of time before making friends with anyone,We don't let people enter in our world easily. So if we are so selective in case of friendship, choosing someone special is certainly hard for us.We take time adjusting with people, and if we do get comfortable with you; trust me you are special, not everyone around gets the same treatment.

We are complicated human beings. We love our space, freedom, loneliness but that doesn’t mean we always want to be alone. We too love our share of happy moments, possessiveness, hugs and things everyone want.

So, yes when Heartbroken or rejected we too feel depressed, pained, awful and all the things anyone would feel or more…

I am saying more because being an introvert it is hard to express for us in the first place. We cannot share our feelings with anyone else and our words and feelings are always left unsaid and unexpressed.We just don't want others to take care of us. We try to handle things by ourselves.

It’s tough, tougher than you think.

 We have a very small world,though very interesting but very small world.When we express our love its like you have been always there in that small world of ours for forever. When rejected suddenly the person is nowhere.Its like collapsing friendship, family island from movie “Inside Out”. The sad part is though rejected we will not complain. We will not tell anybody and also we will not let anybody.

 We lose faith in everyone who comes around. Well not your fault and we don't blame you, it was us who gave it completely to you, and when one fine day you leave, it breaks us down. We try our best to be focused. No matter how hard it is for us, but once you ask us not to contact , we'll try our best about not doing so.

We cry too, a lot,but only to ourselves. We stay indoors, alone, with maybe some watching movies or just online, sharing memes.We may cry ourselves to sleep every night and next morning we may wake up as if nothing has happened. The worst part is we will will act like nothing has happened in front of other people because we want to save ourselves the hassle to tell others about our life.

We build a even firmer wall around us and delve ourselves into reading or writing or somehow trying to express our feelings about these topics and will often get engrossed in those jobs so as to form a strict and ever lasting belief in some concepts which might not be broken easily.

 

 

When an Introvert Falls in Love - Part Two 💕💕

 

 I don't think no other post than When an Introvert Falls in Love 💕 got so much traffic/hits in so less time.There are friends who still ask for the second part of  The Missed Train Part - 1  and here I post a part two of a blog which I put up couple of weeks ago.

Well not really a part two I had these things noted already  just didn't wanted to make the previous post long and most of the things are cliché . I mean Love itself is a cliché , but clichés exists for a reason.😁

Introverts are silent personalities with a huge heart and a lot going on in their head and very few ways of expressing it. They are very simple yet, understanding them takes time as they do not easily express what they feel.

They don't care about looks. No matter how you look or what your past is, they simply don't care. All they care is the present you and the future with you! When they fall in love with someone, no body’s opinion can change any of their feelings towards you.Yes, overthinking and over imagining gets them hurt too.

As much as you think you don’t affect them that much, you hold all the power in the world to hurt them.If something good happens with them, they want you to be the first one to know.

They drop a lot of disguised hints, but most of this goes un-noticed because they are so introverted that many people think that their dropping hints comes under normal behavior but for them  it is way beyond what they have ever done,like they’ll go against their nature of not texting/replying and will try to initiate conversations. They’ll make it a point to ask about your well-being even if texting is their least favorite.  

They are the ones who won't be able to express much by words but it is their action and behavior that works and deep inside they feel a lot, a lot more than imagined by the other person. They want to connect with someone with whom they can talk about life, humans, universe and everything around them. They really really love deep conversations. They can just sit with you for hours together, without doing anything, listening to your talk, and they cherish these moments too.They imagine you not just a lover but also a best friend with whom they will finally be able to share everything which they never said anyone else before.

They always tell themselves, “I would have easily approached , if she wouldn't be with her group”. Sometimes they hate themselves for not being a humorous person or talented enough to impress that one special person.

They start keeping count of every single meet even if it's only for a flick of second.  They listen. Everything you say. The same story n no of times. Patiently. And remember every word you say.They observe. Everything you do. From your ear rings to the dress you wore last day, everything.Since they observe so much expect an introvert to fall in love with all your small details much faster than an extrovert.

They will stand with you, in all your stupidities and dramas, in all your ups and downs, because they know what it means to stand alone in a crowd, and would never let you be in that position.

They may be the strongest personalities you will encounter. you don't know how much they are enduring and fighting silently until they trust you enough to open up, which actually can take months together.  

Angels

Angels! That is what I have named them. there's always an angel.They come in some form or another, they just come out of nowhere to get me out of trouble, or sorrow.

For a guy like me, who doesn't really like expressing my sadness to other people, these angels, they just seem to read my mind, they don't ask a lot of questions, or talk a lot, they just give me a lot of relief, they give me a reason not to feel miserable. That's it! They just convince me, that I don't have to be all sulky. I couldn't thank them enough for that (I never do though). But that's the best thing about angels; They understand.🙂  They know they have my gratitude. They don't need fancy words, or tears, or revealing truths, for them to realize that they have my love. Well, that's what makes them angels.. They know without telling, they help without asking.

 
I am going through the worst days of my life (blame-Overthinking), I mean, when things go wrong, everything seems to go against you. I don't think I've ever cared too much about myself. But as long as there are things which  are way too concerning, I wouldn't really have to worry about it. It may not be something I love doing, but is always something that the "Society" would accept.

My best friend got married. I am supposed to be happy for her. Yes I am!! .. I'm just sad about the position I find myself. She was the person I used to talk when I was sad, or depressed, she was one of my angels.. I don't have a huge friend circle but, lot of good friends, many of them consider me to be their best friend.. I do too, but not for everything. I don't share everything with every friend of mine. Like, I have a friend who's good with secrets, a friend who I feel comfortable sharing my thoughts, a friend who's good at motivating me. I guess the only thing I share with all my friends is my happiness. So she was a friend with whom I was comfortable in sharing my sadness and misery. She's very talkative. She talks about 80% of the time, she lets me talk for the rest.. 😄.. But that's fine, I used to feel very relieved. She is a woman after all, she has mother-like qualities. Most girls do. Her husband, is a lucky man, I mean, girls talk way too much, and they don't really expect us guys to digest the whole thing, but what little we have to say, if they listen, sincerely, you know, that's like finding heaven. 😊 .. That's a great quality. 

 
There's one last angel I'd like to mention. She's the person who gave me the idea of dissolving my sorrow in words. Couple of days ago I was scrolling through my Instagram feed, Suddenly out of nowhere, comes a "Heyloo"(after viewing my story) .. I said, "hi" and I knew what's coming next; "How are you?".. Usually I'd just say I'm doing "Great", to avoid more conversation. Somehow I couldn't lie to her, so I said "Im ok" .. She asked "Sirf OK?(just OK?)" and I told her, briefly- from my best friends marriage to getting ignored by a person. Had she elaborated on that, or expressed her sympathy, I'd have surely gone offline, but she didn't. She just said "Im sorry yaar" and when I asked how she was doing, she said she's doing good.That made me feel good, most people just like to sympathize, and over-react, dramatize things, they make you feel even more miserable, fortunately, she wasn't one of them. She asked me how my blog was doing, I said it had been dead for months. 

 
Writing really helps, especially people like me. After writing all this, I feel a lot better now. Its always the little things that make the biggest difference. Its hard for me to trust someone, to get close, to admit that I need help, and these angels are the ones who save me, and I shall forever be grateful to them ..🤗

When an Introvert Falls in Love 💕

Introverts dont care much about interacting with others. They always like to live in their own imaginary world.But once they are in love,that's the foremost Innocent & Beautiful moment for them.When they fall for someone,they fall too hard. Its sort of a sharp blow, a havoc in their serene world.

The points which I am gonna list below may not apply to all of the Introverts but most of them have these personality traits. Well I do most of it. 

Introverts can easily hide their feelings to the planet either of sorrow or happiness. they will be dying inside to talk to you and still wouldnt give a single stare at you.They steal glances at you,( a minimum of they think so). If you're alert enough, you'd know they actually are staring. Plain, innocent staring.

They let all of their high walls they need build around themselves over the years come down, only for you.They find reasons to initiate a conversation and fail miserably to carry on to it.Finally once they get the chance(once in a blue moon though),they tend to be a wallflower! Or if not, everything follows Murphy's law!

Their silence is usually interpreted as their ego, but their ego becomes the last item they care about when the love bug bites them.One thing that they' are professional at, is OVERTHINKING and OVER-IMAGINING. They lack in expression, in order that they dominate in imagination. They imagine the situations that never were and circumstances which may never come. You never even know and that they have just established a happy home with you in some galaxy far, far away!

They concentrate to the most trivial things about you and remember the tiniest details of every conversation. They note of every small detail about you though they may not have the courage to talk to you about it, still they know A to Z about you(well, almost all).

An unexpected, out of the blue text from you will light up their entire day.They can go on blushing the entire day just by hearing the words like, ‘Nice Shirt!’ from you.They will send cheesy one liners and terrible jokes just to make you smile.

They are afraid of getting rejected, they are frantic of getting friend zoned , in order that they wont come up and express their feelings so easily. But once they do, it takes a hell lot of courage to confess their feelings!

They will try to do all that you love. they might read every book you suggest, hear your favorite songs, watch your favorite movies even when its not their cup of tea.

Many of introverts are after all good painters, writers, musicians, etc. If you would like to know if they really care about you, closely observe their art, its their way of expressing everything that they would rather not express.

They will let you go. If you ever decide they are not what you want anymore, they will let you go, without any hard feeling or grudges. But they can never be the same again.

 

Also read 

When an Introvert Falls in Love - Part Two 💕💕

 

Ishq - Not a Love Story

All characters and events depicted in the story are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to actual events or persons is purely coincidental. :P

Vinod had fallen in love with Nithya, which would probably be as close to true love as he knew it, for he fell in love with her for all the good reasons. She was like an angel. Full of grace, and charm, and watery eyes and Vinod, on the other hand, was shy and was afraid to confess his love to her.
 
They knew each other for about 2 years and he finally thought that this was the time he should convey his feelings towards her. So he messaged her one day and asked her to meet in person.

She agreed and told him to reach a coffee shop near her house. He kept rehearsing the lines he wanted to say in front of a mirror. 
He dressed up for the meet and took a bus to reach the cafe as his house was far away from where Nithya stayed.

They met, they spoke for some while and then he proposed her, the most exciting thing about this was even Nithya had the same feelings. She was also waiting for such a day to let Vinod how much she loved him.They walked through the streets, and talked, and said goodbye before it got dark.

He still was so nervous, that he couldn't breathe properly, with the same excitement he took a bus and came back home.

Even after reaching home, he couldn't speak, his heart was pounding fast, he couldn't breathe.

Later he understood its symptoms of the corona, he is under observation now.

We had told him to stay home and don't go outside and meet other people, we last heard that even Nithya is under observation.

So please stay home don't go outside.
Take Care Everyone.



-Inspired from Memes💟💟

Are you Single? - she asked

I boarded the train, shifted my luggage bag underneath the seat and made myself comfortable. Neighbouring family of four were still figuring out the solution to squeeze in more luggage in the small space below the seat. Twenty minutes into it and they were free and easy.

“Ok, yes,yes,ok ok I'll have dinner on time, I'll take care of mobile, luggages….”, I said to my mom before I hung up the call.

Time - 7:00pm.

Train halted at Shoranur Junction, a pretty girl  pretty of about my age came into view as she had the  upper berth reserved next to mine.

How to start a conversation?? How to introduce?? What's her destination city?? her course of study?? All imaginary questions were running in my head.

The best way to start a conversation during train journeys is to ask your co-passenger just one question- “where are you heading ?” yes just start with this question and conversation will continue for decades.

Study, job, sports, relatives, friends, hobbies,love etc..  all this topics will come up after that one question during Indian train journeys.

So I gathered all the courage I had, to ask that one question to the  girl, “To which city are you heading ?”

No sooner did I turn my head to start a conversation than I noticed she was already staring at me. I was completely blank for a second and I forgot the lines, I mean I forgot the question which I was about to ask….

Within no time she said- “Are you single?”. Yes, she said exactly those words loud and clear.

I was totally dumbstruck, shocked, flabbergasted, stunned, frozen, everything…

This question was out of syllabus I wasn't prepared for it, I mean I wasn't prepared to answer this directly.

You could have started with hii, hello, …, or start with nice journey ,nice weather..

The boy who was with family of four paused his game and was eagerly awaiting for my reply.

I was still figuring out the way to hide my face and avoid the question but I was already frozen with mouth wide open from which words were trotting out but couldn't!!

“ooh I meant are you travelling alone or with someone else?" -she said finally.

A sight of relief ran down my spine and I finally answered “yes I'm travelling alone"

“ok; it would really be helpful if you could exchange your seat with my uncle whose seat is next  block away, seat no. 55”-she asked with cute smile on her face.

With that smile she can even melt rock, so those imaginary conversations which I planned with her after asking about destination, slowly started fading away making me glum and tearful.

“yes, sure I'll exchange the seat, not a problem”- I said painfully.

Next step, I took my belongings and shifted to her uncle's seat.

Finally uncle was satisfied, she was  happy and I was………….well you know it.



My Other Train Stories :        A Second Class Journey 
                                             The Harthal Punk
                                             EKM to PUNE TRAIN TRAVEL
                                            The Missed Train Part - 1

THE BREAK-UP

 Though I have been in love all my life, I don't always fall in love, if you know what I mean😉. When you make it happen, the feeling is so awesome, but when it breaks,a major part of you just dies.

Stage I - Happiness

I was in love once It was great, that day, years ago, she was so happy, I was happy too, though I may not have smiled as much as she did, the reason being that I was overwhelmed. That night she called, and unlike all the other nights, we didn't talk much, in fact we didn't talk at all, we were two souls at the end of the phone, smiling like idiots.. I don't remember much of it, just that we said "I love you" a few times. I said its time to get some sleep, she agreed too, and suddenly she started crying, and I got this really weird(but beautiful) feeling, I was happy as I thought I was the luckiest man in the world to be the recipient of so much love from someone. I wondered how much she'd suffer if this relation was to break.

But I was wrong.

It was me who suffered, like Hell I did.

Stage II - Sorrow

Our relation didn't last long.It was a struggle, from my side, begging her not to leave me, but no matter how much I tried, she said, "this isn't happening, "my father would never allow it", she said, and I cant break his trust". I finally gave up. I couldn't really handle the loss.It was the most wasteful part of my life. I never returned any calls or messages. My phone balance was always zero. I didn't believe in myself anymore. I was in a self imposed exile.Everything I did, was at loss.

Stage III - Frustration

I was feeling so miserable, and hopeless, for so long, that it resulted in me being frustrated, and disturbed. I began questioning myself. For whom/what am I wasting my life for? Why am I so unhappy? Have I done something wrong? Haven't I suffered enough? I began  watching a lot of movies/series, listening to a lot of music, it was far far away from all the mainstream stuff. Dark, stylish, explicit. It helped me in more ways than I can express. It was the time for introspection. I found out so much about myself, and helped me in defining the 'rights' and 'wrongs'. I wasn't just trying to justify my actions, more like I tried to think of the same situation from different perspectives. This really expanded my mind, made me wise. Frustration led to hunger for more knowledge, more of finding out the things that decimated my life. In a way, it was a kind of redemption.

Stage IV - Anger

I was recuperating from all this, getting back to how I was. It still hurt, though I was actually learning to live with the pain. When it really bleeds, is when she refers to me as a 'friend', I'd be like a volcano about to erupt. It was as if she was waiting for me to forget her treason, so that she'd get her 'best friend' back.She was way too afraid that she didn't mind me taking the fall. She also knew I could never hate her. SO, she called more often than she did, and I would listen. Maybe I didn't have the strength to say anything back. So during our long conversations, she'd always bring it up and justify her part. I didn't mind, for the first few times. Then it snapped. I was ANGRY. My voice came out real strong. It wasn't like bullying or trash talking, just pure unadulterated arguments.I  got my confidence back. I started believing in myself. And it didn't stop there. I started writing. That was THE YEAR! 2016. .Life was great. I didn't really care about what others would think, maybe because that's how much I believed in my thoughts and views. 

Stage V - Back to Normal

The fire that burned, slowly lost intensity, as I found peace. The jolly days were back. This was the part of my life, where I would just maintain my reputation and respect and all the good friends that I had earned. Life was good. I was calm, and cool, like I was, years ago. It didn't feel like I was on fire, but it felt good, it felt 'nice'.

Also my ex-girlfriend, the main antagonist in this blog entry.. :D. If you ask me if I still love her, I can say, without a doubt, that I don't .We don't get to meet each other often, but we call, we talk. We both enjoy our conversations. 

So what have I learned from this heartbreak?  That it hurts like crazy, and it felt like I was on a roller coaster ride, and that it took a while for me to get back to normal. And her? She got back to normal way too fast. Like I mentioned at the beginning, I was concerned if SHE could handle the heartbreak, and it was me who ended up struggling.

Well, I am not the only one who've had such an experience. I see, and I hear about so many victims. All I have to say is that, it really hurts, but don't ever think its wrong, or a mistake to fall in love, or commit yourself. One beautiful night(in the phone, with no conversation) was worth a year of suffering, if you ask me. My only advice is, don't suffer too much .. lol! .😆.. Just try to get over it, ask yourself the right questions, it will help you find the right answers, and lead you to the right track. There are things far more valuable in life than just one person.

Comrde In America Movie Review

         *** SPOILER FREE WITH SPOILER WARNING***

There are only a few instances where people wait for a director's movie more than the actor.This is one of them.

Comrade in America (CIA) is a Malayalam movie directed and produced by Amal Neerad starring  Dulquer Salmaan, Karthika Muralidharan, Chandini Sreedharan, Siddique, Dileesh Pothen, Soubin Shahir and the screenplay is done by Shibin Francis.

Amal Neerad certainly has a different style of filmmaking. All his movies Big B, Sagar Alias Jacky, Anwar, Bachelor Party although average grossers made a cult among the industry. His next movies Kulante Bharya (5 Sundarikal) and Iyobinte Pushtakham are his one of best works.After almost a 3 year long break he is back with a communism theme movie.

The story of CIA is set in in Pala, Kottayam, where the lead character Aji Matthew (Dulquer Salmaan), is a young communist whereas his father (Siddique) is a Congress supporter. Both are from opposite worlds but love each other.Aji's lady love Sarah unexpectedly is forced to go back to the US. The rest of the movie shows Aji’s journey to find his love crossing borders, taking the most dangerous route, hence the tagline, "How far will you go for Love?"

The three cameos which I am so much excited to reveal but will not. Lal Salaam, to the person who casted those three gentlemen actors.😉

The music is composed by Gopi Sundar or some like to call it Copy Sundar😂 was among the best. The background music adds so much to the film. Look out for the portion where Dulquer unfolds his mundu.

Cinematographer Ranadive has done his best to capture some splendid visuals. But I wished Amal Neerad himself should have handled the camera as he did in his previous movies.

The scenes of  Dulquer with Soubin Shahir and Dileesh Pothan are funny with clever use of humor.

Although with good humour, drama, great visuals,  good soundtracks the film lacks a better screenplay. It was a brilliant plot but I guess a better writer was needed to expand the screenplay.
So to conclude this makes it as a unmemorable movie for few. 

A few images where only who have watched the movie will understand😅