Review

I expected one song kayaking along Yarra, rollercoasters at Luna park and a dance sequence on St kilda beach .One, atleast one for sure with the whole team having gone so far with the yyeehhhaaawwww SRK. But no! it was neat.Surprisingly no ultra patriotic speeches, no flings with players, no jazzy designer clothing==> must-see movie.Yeppers no points for guessing.Chak de is ultra suuppperrr:).

On another note, I am not prone to reviewing…. movies or otherwise, but then a few days are jus made up of recollection, like today.Made up of quizzical looks from on lookers when they catch u smiling.Smiling unknowingly at a joke that was cracked many moons ago in a lone room somewhere away from the din of the city. Between the two of us and how we had laughed.Uncontrollably.The carefully-arranged-everyone-knows birthday parties.The small lil misunderstandings that helped build more trust than destroy it.Tears, laughs, rants, clashes, stories.The smell of the room, funny lady warden, the aged watchman who I thot invited trouble than scared them away.And I raise a toast to the zany zany high of life that once was.To the zillion firsts tried.To the animated exaggerated stories.To your future that I hope betters the perfection of the past :)