therighter

  These free minutes of dawn Blow little flakes of light Lining the mystique oblivion With ribbons of gold   Lost in a blue horizon Tendrils of smoke curl Like children borne By the wombs of sin   Their eyes sparkle Radiant and fierce Amongst the anonymous Triggered by the slip of science     As the fingers point Accusation of sorts The mistress of dilemma sleeps Beneath a deathly peace   These forward steps Towards the altar of forfeit Tread the fragile path To conceal life’s defeat aoljpictureUpload , aoljpictureUpload_1

The first few minutes of the movie reminded me of my own initial days of apprehension in a strange new country. When Tabu (Aashima) was trying to fit into Irfan Khan's (Ashok Ganguly) shoes I was trying to fit into hers. Only, I wasn't born a Bengali let alone draped in those beautiful Kolkatta saris that Tabu wore.The highlight of the movie is Mira Nair's subtlety in portraying the emotions, the acting experience of Tabu and Irfan that overshadows that of the protogonist Kal Penn (Gogol / Nikhil Ganguly).The only other actor worth mentioning her performance was by Zuleikha Robinson (the one who played Gogol's wife, the very western and of Indian origin Moushmi). Sahira Nair as Sonia Ganguly (Gogol's sister) is ok. I haven't understood anything of Jhumpa Lahiri's literary style till date but am reasonably exposed to her credentials. However, since I haven't read the book in this case I cannot judge the movie vis a vis its book What I do like abo...