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English Vinglish - Review

This Saturday me and S had been  English Vinglish. Sridevi's acting superb. The casting excellent. Direction and editing is worth giving 5 stars. Its a story of a housewife fighting for her identity.
I saw many a women shed tears during the  movie. Frankly even I did :). Its a very simple story or almost no story. But the concept and presentation  excellent.

 Any wife can identify herself with Sridevi in this movie. Especially those times when you call up your husband to tell  him something exciting and he cuts your call. S if u are reading this, you have done that to me so many times.After  8 years  of marriage and 2 children now you at least ask me if its urgent. I am glad for this change in you. I had shed few  tears here .

Another moving scene was when , she has to leave her kids and go to New york and the kids and husband dont even understand what she is going through. No I dint  shed tears here.

All together its a lovely movie. Worth a watch. The acting by everyone is restrained and controlled which in itself is a welcome change .And the movie gets over just when it has to. Just when you start thinking what else is left it gets over. Which is the most important point  his movie.

Sridevi's body wow! sari's worth stealing ,  only sore point is I wish somebody had dubbed for her. Her voice and accent is so bad.

Letter to my Kulli

Dear Kulli
                  You turned 5  on July 30th. And this letter  was due for almost 3 months now. You seem quite grown up to me now. You have finally mastered  washing your bum, brushing your teeth and taking a bath. You have toilet trained your brother. Just bcoz  you do susu in commode, even he copies and he is almost toilet trained and wears diaper only at night.

                 I love you kulli for your adjusting nature. You dance like a professional already and you are finally attending classes. You have started Karate also,this year. And your teacher told  me that I am blessed to have a daughter like you. And I agree with her totally.

              Kulli I am so hard on you sometimes, bcoz I know what you are capable of. When I push you  to do something , you cry and create a fuss but probably some years down the line you will realize that it was for your own good.

             Kulli you have started reading small books and I am immensely proud of you. I  am waiting to share my world of books with you.

             You eating has not yet improved and you look  under age for a 5 year old. You have taken my love for cooking and help me in almost everything. And at school also they call you a little helper.

           You are my sunshine, my love and my dream. You made me  the mother what I am today. While I am typing , I can hear you talk in flawless English talking about Giraffe and I cant help but thank God for giving you to me.


With lots of  love ,
From your mother who generally kisses you more when you are asleep than when you are awake.

Who will teach Manners

Kulli and her dad go to the bus stop every morning , stand in a line waiting for the bus and board the bus. This morning I went  with Kulli. We were third in the  line. In front of us there was a high school kid and first in the line was Kulli's classmate. After 2 minutes. There was another high school kid and he joined the one in front of us. Then 2 more kids joined the line. I told these boys, that we are in line , so and stand in the line. The boys though unhappy went and stood in the line.

But what bothers is, we as parents always tell kulli not to break the line, and wait for her turn. Did  the parents of those boys miss out in instilling this basic manners in them or did they just  decide to ignore?

I have often seen big kids push my kulla when he is trying to slide down . But there are few kids who are compassionate and they  actually help him.

The question is did the parents of unruly , ill mannered kids are themselves like that? Or  they forgot to instil values in them? Or the kids  rebelled against the values that their parents taught? It bothers me to even imagine my kids acting rude and bullying  other small kids when they grow up. I keep wondering how will my gentle kind kulli turn out  as   a teenager?

Kulla Kulli

I am trying hard to instil some of my own beliefs on Kulli. I told her that God help those only who help themselves. So if  you  do things on your own like washing your bum, taking bath, then God will help you. And also I told kulli that in times of distress just call God, he will help you.

Scene: 1
Location: Play Area in apartment.
Kulla  has climbed a huge slide through stirs. Instead of coming down the slide he  is standing on the landing and trying to bend down and see whether  the audience that's me are clapping.
Me: Kulli , please come here , quickly go climb the stairs and ask Kulla  to slide down.
Kulli: Chanting loudly Vakra tunda Maha kaya and climbing the stairs of the  slide.
I am amazed, and everybody is looking at us.
Kulli: Climbs the stairs gets Kulla to slide down.
Me:I asked her why are you telling the shloka?
Kulli: I am asking God for help.If I pray in my mind, how will God listen?