Ten years have elapsed since the release of this film. It’s been ten years since I first heard Masakali and Rehna Tu on the radio whilst my exam preps were in full swing. Ten years since I wrote my board exams; ten years since I suffered my first panic attack and couldn’t make sense of it. I remember listening to Masakali and imagining myself dancing to its tune. It reminded me of Delhi even though I had barely been to the city at the time. I remember Appa singing it loudly in the car. Sweet nostalgia.
It’s been ten years since I fell in love for the time first and had my heart broken too. Did I fall in love or was it just a teenage thing? I will never know. But it was sweet. It’s been ten years since I turned 16 and well, it wasn’t all that sweet. I wish I had loved myself more at the time. But, it’s been ten years since I took stock of my self-esteem and said goodbye to all the toxic influences from school.
It’s been ten years since I visited the States – my one and only trip to America. Ten years since I realized what strong ties of friendship actually meant. Yes, this year actually marks my tenth year of friendship with S. It’s been ten years since I first met P – it was the beginning of a long dramatic phase of my life.
It’s been ten years since I’ve had a year that stands out so clearly in my memories. Oh and ironically, I have never managed to catch this film in its entirety.