Nicky's family

We live in a sad time when money speaks and brains are being deadened by relentless onslaught to thoroughly stultifying content. The less IQ you have (or the more cleavage you are willing to show) the more 'successful' you might be!(and rich, too!). There is an almost-rabid desire to 'be on airtime' - it just does not matter why. No wonder we have 'reality TV' based on everything - teenage pregnancy, obesity, dating, breaking up, living and dying. Life has become a caricature of itself.

There is no time to wait and save the little puppy crossing the road. There is no patience to speak to your 'childhood friends', if at all you happen to meet for dinner. Cos, hey! We have to 'like' our own update, don't we? We can't keep our hands off our phones, and our eyes off the screens. Narcissism knows no end.

In such a time, this story of an English stockbroker during the early days of WW2 overpowers all else and makes up pause and think about a million things. What did he do? Oh, nothing much, really, apart from saving 600 -odd Jewish kids from Auschwitz and other gas chambers. And did not breathe about it to anyone for half a century. He insists that he wasn't doing anything special, adding, 'I just saw what was going on and did what I could to help.' This is an exceptional story from a time which cannot be reasoned out, however hard you try.

Sir Nicholas Winton

There are some extremely painful dramatizations of moments beyond words here. One cannot even begin to imagine the range of emotions felt by everyone who went through this. Most of the kids themselves would be too young to remember anything. Can you imagine living almost your entire life before coming face to face with the random stranger, who is the reason you (and your grandkids) are present today? This is about paramount sacrifice, relentless selflessness and hoping against hope. It is about raw, basic human emotions.

Some moments here absolutely moved me to shreds. There are plenty of folks interviewed, who reminisce through the fog of ages to look at the nostalgic train ride, which changed everything for them . You will remember the simple pleasures of childhood that make an imprint forever - a simple meal, the kind man, a reassuring word. It is beautiful to realize how the smallest things matter a lot. When you see wizened old men and women recollect little incidents from their childhood , it is hard to not soften up. Some of the questions posed by such movies create cannot be answered.

Most of all,I guess, we understand the effect that one man with good intentions can have (of course, with a little help from his friends) on the world. The ripple effect is awe- inspiring and quite hard to sum up, and comprehend. I'm not sure what your reaction will be to this movie, but I was thoroughly depressed after watching it. Anyone who is interested in WW2 should not miss this.

If we decide to measure our life by the good impact on others, then Sir Nicholas Winton would be God.

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