Nenokkadine. Am I the only one with this opininon?

#1 or Nenokkadine is a blockbuster hit, people have unanimously appreciated the plot and effort of the director and actor to try out something so new and unheard of in Tollywood. Yes, they certainly did a great job and almost pulled it off. The movie is thoroughly enjoyable and deserves the success.

My best moments in the film are however not the twists in the plot or the climax where the truth about the murderers of the hero's parents is told. The best moment of the movie is after that, the last 10 minutes where the hero, who at one point of time actually believes that his parents exist only in his imagination and hence he cannot recollect their faces finds his old home. One by one from there on his memory returns and gets to meet his parents through little memories attached to a school bus, school song, an old musical instrument, his old house and a diary. All of this was just simply too well acted by Mahesh Babu and the director Sukumar should surely get the major credit for that idea and how it was executed.

That last 10 minutes for me is what will stay in memory for a long time to come. It's among the best moments in recent Tollywood movies as far as I'm concerned. Kudos to Sukumar for this.

Thoughts are infinite, endless.

I have ideas, I want to implement them. I don't though, sometimes because I think they are not good enough and most of the times because I'm too lazy to put my ideas to something materialistic.

For once I put my ideas to action, my hands worked with instructions from my mind.I seemed to enjoy it, I felt happy that I could finally seem my ideas turn to something real it was great pleasure. As things turned out I didn't put this real thing to use, I ended up regretting having to put so much effort on my idea.

I can't say if it was to console myself from the failure or if it is for real I've come to understand that all the ideas and thoughts seem so infinite and endless, they are vast and can take any form or shape as long as they are locked up in my "Mind Palace" as an idea yet to take shape, always a work in progress.

That's the beauty of the human mind, it gives infinite possibilities.

The answer to all my questions

When you smile your cheeks do not form a dimple
There is no special beauty mark
Not the voice of a nightingale
Yet your presence sends a spark.

Hair not long enough for plaits
Nor an hourglass physique
No manicured nails
The twinkle in your eyes hides a mystique.

Our first conversation is still fresh
In that instant it was my heart that you stole
I love making you blush
Your beauty is your soul

Your every feature sets you apart
I only have one last confession
You are a class-act
You are the answer to all my questions.