Art of Chai Biskoot

There are some films that don’t just entertain us — they quietly stay back, like the lingering taste of chai on a rainy evening. One such film for me is Godavari. I still don’t know exactly why it touched me so deeply, but its simplicity captured my imagination in a way very few love stories have.

The storyline was gentle, almost unassuming. No exaggerated heroism. No over-the-top villains. No dramatic “mass” moments. Just a cool, breezy love story that unfolded naturally. The screenplay was simple yet engaging, and the songs were pure class — just like the characters themselves. Everything about the film felt real and relatable.

There’s one scene I keep going back to. The hero proposes to the heroine after reading her diary — a moment filled with vulnerability rather than drama. I even saved that clip on YouTube, and I play it whenever I want to feel that old warmth again.

In that scene, the heroine takes the hero to a small roadside bakery. He hesitates and asks, “Is it right to be in this place?” She smiles and replies that it’s better than any five-star hotel. That line says so much about love — it’s not about the grandeur of the place, but the comfort of the company.

He orders a simple chai and biscuit. And as they share that modest treat, their conversation gently melts into something beautiful. No candlelight dinner. No luxury setting. Just chai, biscuit, and honest emotions.

Sometimes, what an extravagant feast cannot achieve for our loved ones, a humble chai-biscuit at a roadside bakery can. It’s never about the price tag — it’s about presence, simplicity, and sincerity.

I can’t help but feel nostalgic about those days when a simple chai-biscuit moment could impress someone. Today, expectations often seem to soar sky-high — sometimes nothing less than the latest iPhone feels enough. Somewhere along the way, simplicity lost its charm.

It reminds me of the Tamil film Velai Illa Pattathari, which also subtly reflected the pressures and changing expectations of modern relationships and aspirations.

Maybe that’s why I cherish Godavari even more. It reminds me that love doesn’t need luxury. It needs understanding. It needs authenticity. And sometimes, all it takes is a chai biskoot shared at a roadside bakery to create a memory that lasts forever.