Watching My Brother Nikhil...

This is not the first time I am watching My Brother Nikhil. And, this is not the first time I am feeling overwhelmed!



Spectacular performances, wonderful cast, perfectly etched characters, and profoundly touching story....... I don't know which of these makes me classify this movie as one of the best movies I had seen. Although I have this rather irritating habit of finding mistakes, I just couldn't get myself to do that with this movie. Thats probably because this is one of the very few main stream movies that deal with homosexuality and homosexual relationships.

Its not just my prejudice thats responsible for this interest I show in this movie. More important are the thoughts that fill up my mind. Those fears that it evokes in my heart.

The fear of getting rejected by your loved ones... The fear of being alone...

Although I do not identify myself with any of the characters, I did find how real they were... or rather how real they appeared to be... I can very easily understand what the protagonist was going through.

From a positive perspective, the movie was all about love. Its one of the very few movies that portrays love between a brother and a sister so beautifully. (Juhi chawla was marvelous.)

More beautiful was "love between men". There are so many films that revolves around boy-girl romance... This was way beyond these mediocre creations. It was a lovely portrayal of true love!!!

It was more than a year since I watched this movie and it was as fresh as it was when I saw that for the first time. Only difference was that I had my parents sitting with me this time...

Fortunately, (or unfortunately) they showed no interest. They were hardly aware of what or who the story was about. Resisting my temptation to share what I feel, I was trying my best to stop myself from deriving connections between the real me and the reel characters in the movie. It was not easy. Especially, when I am highly conscious of the fact that those closest to me, know very little about me. It was also difficult to stop myself from telling them why he was suffering and what he was going through on screen. In fact, I was waiting for a hint (even a slightest one) from them... But, they were waiting for me to switch off the TV!!! Its not that I blame them. After all, the movie was not in Tamil for them to easily understand...

I wonder how they would have reacted if they had known what the movie was all about... if they had known that those tender affection the two men shared in several scenes was more than just friendship...

I better stop imagining......