“But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully’
Love was their oxygen and the beauty of their Platonic love is both enlightening and inspiring. They breathed love and spoke the language of love which others couldn’t realize.Perhaps the spiritual depth of their love had enabled them to endure the ordeal that they had to face for that.The ultimate sacrifice of Kanchana and of Moideen for their love in the Kerala of 50s’ might be beyond the comprehension of today’s smart phone generation.They had to face death threat,extreme physical and mental torture as they belong to different religions. But their love had triumphed as love is the ultimate truth, though Moideen was snatched away from Kanchana in the guise of death. But even death had failed to separate Moideen from Kanchana’s heart. She still lives as the unwed widow of Moideen by looking after the social services he had begun for destitute women.They proved with their life that Love is a precious gift that elevates the spirit, in an otherwise immortal existence.
Love can transcend the limitations of body and its desires, Kanchana and Moideen seemed in love through ages and life after life. Their story pained me though I was so delighted to see two pure souls in love. I felt a deep admiration for them while struggling to stomach the death of Moideen .
I left the theater with a heavy heart, as if clouds of pain burdened my soul, yet I could see butterflies of love fluttering over me.