Leaving doesn’t mean you stop loving. I didn’t expect this to hit so close to home.

Leaving doesn’t mean you stop loving. I didn’t expect this to hit so close to home.

I liked more than the first this could be a solid trilogy if I really like the 3rd 🤞🤞

I liked more than the first this could be a solid trilogy if I really like the 3rd 🤞🤞

I only realised this was the second installment in a trilogy halfway through, fucksakes, guess I'll have to watch the first and last then won't it. I suppose not watching the first took away a bit from this film, probably mainly around the depth of the characters and from what I've read the mother-son relationship. Some beautiful cinematography though, especially with the animals and nature.

I only realised this was the second installment in a trilogy halfway through, fucksakes, guess I'll have to watch the first and last then won't it. I suppose not watching the first took away a bit from this film, probably mainly around the depth of the characters and from what I've read the mother-son relationship. Some beautiful cinematography though, especially with the animals and nature.

tem uns filmes q só são d outro mundo msm

tem uns filmes q só são d outro mundo msm

time might be the cruelest thing about being a mother.

how in the span of a single minute, your only son, the only heartbeat left in a world that has taken everything else, finally grows tall enough to see another world waiting. he finally realizes that the train he has watched since he was small is not just a dream passing by, that he can step inside and let it carry him away.

and all you can do is wait. again. just as you once waited for your husband in that village, now you wait for your cherished boy to come home from a different village, and the silence in between is the same. apu, come home to your old woman often, will you?

time might be the cruelest thing about being a mother.

how in the span of a single minute, your only son, the only heartbeat left in a world that has taken everything else, finally grows tall enough to see another world waiting. he finally realizes that the train he has watched since he was small is not just a dream passing by, that he can step inside and let it carry him away.

and all you can do is wait. again. just as you once waited for your husband in that village, now you wait for your cherished boy to come home from a different village, and the silence in between is the same. apu, come home to your old woman often, will you?