K3G - An Epic

Have you ever seen something which makes you feel goosebumps, while at the same time got you thinking why?

Something which digs deep to reach your heart and swiftly caresses it before heading back out?

Something you know would probably never happen with you, but there's that tiny bit of hope you hold on to. Why? Ah, you'd probably never find out.

For me, a couple of media portrayals stand out in this regard. The scene where Hrithik is having a hard time tying his shoelaces, and his childhood nanny (Daijaan) recognises him by way of his long standing habits and bursts out in tears asking him how he can keep his identity hidden from her.

Of course it's amusing that an MBA student who studied in a boarding school doesn't know how to tie he shoes. But it doesn't matter, does it? Because at that moment, it's not about logic, it's about love which did not need reason in the first place. Not for his mother. Not his dad. But, someone who walked into his life and loved him as her own.

How about the part where Rahul (Shah Rukh) and Rohan (Hrithik) sit on a bench and Rahul can't help but imagine the days he spent with his brother and family. It all rushes into his head at once. The bench was different this time, painted newly, and with a slightly lesser space owing to how much the brothers had grown. The grass was the same - green and omnipresent. But, no matter how familiar, this could never give him that which the one before could - solace. It couldn't. Not unless the steel  melted.

And it did. Yashvardhan did. The climax was just that. Steel melting. Rahul's dad melting. Slowly, reluctantly but inevitably.