Dec 31, 2009 01:06 PM
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I saw the film 3 idiots*, what did I take from the movie? No, not the glimpse of life in an engineering college, nor the romance and comic scenes which made me laugh like a manic. My take from this film was the scene in which Farhan had to convince his Dad in order to join a profession of his choice.
Not because I hate the education system of our country and the limited options we are allowed during and after our studies but I am at peace with that; it was the Father/ Son relationship which had actually hit me hard.
I could see myself in place of the actor, asking, trying and even thinking of ways of communicating with my father. I wanted to cry, call him right away and tell him that I want to speak with you more than five minutes in a week, tell him that I want you more in my life.
I did not cry nor did I call, why it is so hard to talk to fathers? You are lucky if you don’t think so. I am not.
All the time I shout, argue and make my mother do what ever I feel like. I can talk to her on every possible topic on the earth, she loves me and she shows, I love her and I show too, then why is not the same with him. I know he loves me, he is proud of me;
I have evidence to show, then why it is not vocal.
Farhan’s father in the movie says to his wife that I hope he gets a good job when he bought him a new expensive laptop; he had some expectation from his son, if there is no communication how is the son supposed to be clear on the expectations his father have with him. I have sleepless nights thinking about what does he wants from me or more appropriately where does he want to see me, how much is the question.
Why it is so hard to understand.
Between the expectations and the lack of communication I miss the father I want to have, probably he also thinks in the same way. Probably he does not know what to talk with me; probably he is waiting for me to grow up. The relation itself is a probability, but as of now I guess I have to live with Rancho’s faith ‘All is well’.
