I remember the day as a hazy memory. My legs were shaking, I was drained and tired – emotionally, physically, mentally, psychologically and spiritually. I was like a wall that was scrubbed white and stripped off of its colors.

I went to the mall to watch a movie, any movie at all. The cashier said the names of the movies that were on showcase. One of them had a popular actor, and another one had a poor script. I realized I didn’t know anything about the third movie. I didn’t bother finding out about it, and booked the ticket for Aruvi.

Aruvi means waterfalls, I found out in the movie. I noticed that I was probably the only single man in the hall, there ware four other couples seated spaciously across each other. My legs were aching.

I saw the movie, I was one with the character, I laughed with the plot, I cried with the dying cigarettes, I felt free after a long time. At some moments, I laughed too loud and I heard my laughter resonate across the hall. I didn’t care what others thought.

Later when I stepped out of the seat and made my way outside, I noticed the blank space that was the canvas over which the movie is projected. I took a photograph of the canvas, and decided to convey my heart out via that photograph.

I had just passed through a milestone in my life and I didn’t even realize its enormity yet.