MahaRaja

Yesterday, I was feeling a bit moody after work and wanted to go for a ride or eat out. Tom, my paying guest mate, preferred street food, but I wasn't as interested. So, I convinced him to join me for a night show instead. Even though we usually meet, we never really had a deep connection until after my break-up, when he became my best friend. I often feel that I couldn't have survived without him, and I've told him this as well.

That's a bit personal; let's dive into the matter. So, we decided to watch a Tamil movie called "Maharaja." The script and the director's creativity were extremely admirable. Tom wanted to watch a horror movie called "Exorcism," but I wanted something more realistic and fun, so I persuaded him to watch "Maharaja." For the 10:30 PM show, Tom decided to take a bath at 10:25 PM. It takes at least 10-15 minutes to reach the mall from our place, so I screamed and teased him, but he took his time and came out at 10:30 PM. Sometimes I wish I could be like Tom; he never takes things personally and never holds a grudge.

We arrived just as the movie was starting and thoroughly enjoyed the comedy scenes and narration. During the break, we wanted to get some popcorn. Tom suggested caramel popcorn, so we bought some for 460 rupees and also paid 100 bucks for a bottle of water. However, when I tasted it, I found it horrible and cursed him. Then, a waitstaff came by and I ordered some cheese popcorn because I was still hungry and wanted something tasty. We continued watching the movie, and the climax was intensely emotional.

In the climax scene, the villain was brutally beaten but kept laughing, telling the hero that the pain he was experiencing was nothing compared to the pain he inflicted on the hero, which would haunt him for life. The hero remained silent. Later, the movie revealed a twist: the hero didn't kill the villain but left him in a state where living was unbearable. The movie ended with the villain taking his own life, feeling that death was better than his tortured existence.

This reminded me of something Fr. Rector of Dharmaram College once told me before sending me out of the seminary: "Lijo, you have to be responsible for your actions." Responsibility shouldn't come after the action; it should be there before you act. We can't undo what we've done, and sometimes we end up living a regretful life. When you're alone, mind your thoughts; when you're in a group, mind your tongue; when you're successful, mind your ego. But no matter the situation, always be kind and humble. Remember, whatever you give will come back to you. Though it may not happen today or tomorrow, there will come a time when it returns to you, closing the circle of the universe. And, when we do get it back, at the very least, we should have the justice on our side to cry.

# For a Satisfied Life 😌