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I saw this Bollywood movie October yesterday and was truly blown away after a very long time. Initially I thought it to be a very slow movie and decided it wasnt worth watching continously without blinking. In short it wasnt that gripping. You know what I mean, there are some movies which you cannot miss for a single moment, you want to watch it without missing any dialogue. They arise your curiosity so much that you are glued to your seat till you know what happens next. It definitely didnt fall in any such category.

Still after an hour or so into the movie, something happened, something stirred inside of me. When someone dies in any movie, there usually are two emotions - one is to cry and the other is to feel very bad but not bad enough to cry. You feel bad but you move on with the story. I thought this movie's emotional quotient to be very high for the latter half of it. The way the director has weaved the night flowering jasmine theme in the movie is beautiful.

The plot is very simple yet catching. Sometimes its the simple things which leaves you spellbound in a strange way. It stimulated my mind so much that I couldn't fall asleep for hours together. Such was the Zeigarnik effect it had on me. I had just three questions. What if Dan hadn't asked her the question? Would she have remembered the trauma because of Dan's question? Did she get seizures because of the trauma, eventually leading to her death.

Guess, I will never know. Real life inspired or fiction, a story is a story. And if it doesnt have a happy ending, I somehow end up sulking a bit. Atleast give a closure. If it is left to the viewer to interpret the end then the viewer might as well would have made the whole movie for you. I deplore the multiple end interpretation way of story telling. I am not a big fan of it.

Its your story, so you make your ending. Dont leave it to me to interpret what the end will be. All viewers naturally are inclined to choose a happy ending. But some movies are twisted, dark, mysterious and there cannot be a happy ending. And we get that. But you make your choice. Dont give me the responsibility of choosing from the multiple option climax sequence for your movie.

October left me with the feeling that there is still so much nicety left in this world.
The story line is so relevant for the millennials who I think are more restless and carefree than their earlier generations.

Although I am a strong believer in - 'Everything in moderation is good', I also like to endorse the fact that if you dont have patience its going to get annoyingly difficult for you. Everything to work in synergy and to yield results takes time. You cant have it instantly. That's the shame for us humans. We dont have time and patience to wait. We think we are entitled to it all and now.

After watching the movie October I have realised that you cannot take life for granted. The dynamics can change anytime. To make the most of what you have, you need to be resourceful. You need to believe in yourself. If you do that then anything is possible.

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