Malli is about broad canvases, of the earth and the sky, of fields, of children running through fields, of strange friendships and an imaginable belief in the almighty. Malli is a million things that tug at your heart and soul. Where, the technique of cinema is so effortlessly handled that you do not feel it. What can i say about Malli? Her large, limpid eyes full of joy, trust and life begging you to allow her into your life? Her tears when every single time she is let down by people, incidents

'I shall forever be this little girl with her face pressed against the fence wanting to be taken into the game' I wrote this a few years ago, when reflecting on what aspect of my childhood I have forever retained into my adulthood. If I could have added spunk, a certain bohemian lawlessness that is so essential to childhood dosed with some healthy mix of dirt, humour, unquestioned freedom to roam the streets and realism ( as it was with mine), you can say I just relived a large slice of my own childhood through watching ‘Kaaka Muttai’ [The Crow’s egg].