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“Please pray for me. I don’t want to get married to someone else.”
“Don’t worry! Everything will be fine! God can’t be so harsh on us!”
“You look tired. Why don’t you sleep for a while?”
“No! I’m scared to shut my eyes. What if next moment you are gone?”
“I’m really really scared! Don’t want to even imagine a life without you. It’ll be hell.”
“We got to learn to live with it. Lovers aren’t ought to get married. ”
Romeo-Juliet…
Laila-Majnu…
Heer-Ranjha…
They all have two things in common.
One, eternal love for each other.
Two, they couldn’t marry.
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Most of the lovers are unable to marry each other. Blame it on parents. Blame it on destiny. Blame it on society. Blame it on God. Or blame it on the lovers themselves. But the bottom line remains the same. Just the way their love for each other remains the same, for the next 6 days, the next 6 months, the next 6 years and probably the next 6 lives…
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. Raincoat is one such story of how love can uplift the lovers to an altogether new level of self-sacrifice. Of how love can come out triumphs despite all odds. Of how one afternoon can prove to be greater than lifetime…
All he wanted was to see her just once. His long lost love, which had left him six years ago with a grave ache in a broken heart…
After a long time, his drained heart could feel the raindrops of hope. The hope of getting some money for his empty pockets and something more divine to sooth his pained soul. With this hope, he came all the way to the big city of Calcutta from his small village.
After a long deserted abstinence one needs a raincoat to shield himself, since it takes time to get used to the raindrops of hope again. So on a wet afternoon, he finds himself in front of her, wearing a borrowed raincoat at a dim & murky house.
Darkness is like a blessing for the lovers. Brightness brings along boundaries while the shadows, just like love, are not confined to any limitations… they are boundless.
The moment had finally arrived, just the two of them in dark, concealed from the world by the rain. His eyes were sore, probably due to lack of sleep. He hadn’t slept for 6 years. Isn’t it ironical that love and lost love both give sleepless nights? And even if one accidentally manages to get some of it, dreams are there, to haunt with the ghosts of memories.
She seemed more like an enigma. Draped in silk, trying to speak in an inexplicable language. They chattered, babbled and prattled endlessly, but yet said nothing…
The past was being revived with the feelings while the present was being buried with the words. Maybe that’s the spirit of love. To lie… To smile even when the heart is breaking…
Like a sunflower that follows every movement of the sun,
O’ I turn towards you to follow you, my love!
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Ajay Devgan
Very good, Natural, Looking every inch of the character he plays.
Aishwarya Rai
Surprise package, Good acting, Her best Bollywood performance .
Mouli Ganguly
Impressive, Beautiful, Memorable.
Anu Kapur
Thumbs Up. Provides moments of comic relief.
Director Rituparno Ghosh
Remarkable Bollywood debut. Looking forward to more from him.
Music
Heavenly. Doesn’t interrupt the flow of the movie. Plays in the background when required.
Dialouges
Deep. Intense. Will hit you straight at the heart.
”Bathroom mein rote waqt shower on kar lena chahiye.”
” Ladkiyan vidai ke waqt itna kyun rotee hain? Apne parivar se bichadne ka gham? Ya phir kuch aur…”
“Tumhe kya lagta hai? Woh iss waqt tumhare bare mein soch rahe hogi? Uska pati ghar vapas aa gaya hoga aur who uske saath busy hogi.”
Other than the dialogues even silence has been used very well to portray many things.
Final Verdict
A movie for everyone who believes in the power of love and that of lost love...
© Tanmay Singh, 2005
