BUT, THEN, SHOULD WE QUIT?




















“No one has ever measured, not even poets,
how much the heart can hold.”

-     Anonymous

If you ask me, how was ‘Thappad’ - I mean, the movie ‘Thappad’ - I would say, without even blinking – ‘Excellent’! Now, you may give me a tight ‘Thappad’ for saying so… Because, you may come out of the theatre saying – ‘Bakwas’!

So, there we are – we may love ‘Thappad’ or hate ‘Thappad’… but, we cannot ignore it… We will come out of the theatre with one of the two extreme reactions…

I am very fond of Anubhav Sinha’s craft of story-telling… His movies always challenge us, provoke us, make us even guilty and ashamed of our prejudices. In ‘Article 15’ and ‘Mulk’, we did experience this inner stir in us… Now, with this movie – ‘Thappad’, Sinha does it to us, once again.

Yes, at the core of the movie lies that one single – unintended, accidental – ‘Thappad’, which this young husband gives to his wife in the heat of the moment, during a party. The rest of this nearly two-and-half-hour movie is just woven around this single slap. The credit goes to the master story-teller, Sinha, for pulling it off so brilliantly, with first-rate direction, dialogues, casting, and, above all music… The movie holds our attention till the end… at least, it did to me. In the end, when you come out of the theatre, your mind and conscience, both, will definitely be left stirred…

Been there, done that, felt that and seen that… or, not been there, not done that, not felt that and not seen that… Yes, this will be your reaction.

So, I strongly recommend this movie to you… Go, watch it. It may help!






There is this streak of anger and violence in all of us – in men and women both, in husbands and wives, both. It doesn’t mean, we go around throwing blows at the slightest provocation… Nobody is ‘entitled’ to brutalize his or her partner. But, then, brutality and violence are not just confined to body blows… The emotional blows – the mental torture – are as destructive as the physical ones!
  
And, in married life, it is a constant challenge to mend our ways, learn to make amends: fall, get up… fall, get up... and fall, get up. It’s a never-ending journeys together of two ‘flawed’ hearts to ‘work it out’… You make mistakes – you learn to sincerely apologize and I learn to forgive you, give you another chance… And, I make mistakes – I learn to sincerely apologize and you learn to forgive me, give me another chance… This is at the heart of every marriage… and, it is called ‘God’s grace’… Marriage is sanctified and guarded by this third partner – ‘God’s grace’… Else, it is always going to be – you go your way and I go my way…

Do we make ‘big mistakes’ in our married lives? Yes, we may do in our darkness. But, then, should we quit?

I say, ‘No’… Not before we give another chance and yet another chance and yet another. Quitting is the easiest thing to do… Often, the messiest thing. May that be done only when all other rescue-measures fail…

So, not for a ‘Thappad’, Sir… Be it from a man to his woman, or be it from the woman to his man…

Let’s grow through it all!







GERALD D’CUNHA

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