**Spoilers Ahead**

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Dear Interstellar,

You hit my heart with every emotion. I was expecting you to be a mere Sci-fi movie, with Christopher Nolan as an USP. I didn’t know what lied ahead when I casually enjoyed the cornfield chase. Slowly but gradually, you grew inside my brain; and my heart too. I stood still when Cooper accepted the offer of going into the unknowns to save his children’s future. When he cried on the way home thinking about the things he will be sacrificing: age, people, moments and may be an entire lifetime. The tears in Murph’s eyes broke me, when she was hiding behind the blanket, crying her heart out, I cried with her. I don’t know the reason but i felt someone close to my heart leaving without a closure, without any deadline for the wait.

I was spellbound when the space craft was passing through a giant black hole. Never in my life, I expected to see something as beautiful as this. The thought of a massive black space eating all the light, blows my mind. I loved the outer space scenes of yours. Where they muted all of them, just to show complete vacuum where nobody else lives, or...dies. Just a scary, silent and lonely place in the same universe that we live in with the sound of chirping birds, falling leaves, floating water and flowing winds. The docking scenes kept me on the edge of my seat. They wrecked my nerve. The tension felt so mind-blowingly personal to me. As if, I was there with them in the craft. As if, I was trying to save my people. As if, I was trying to survive.

I couldn’t refrain myself from crying out loud when Cooper saw his daughter all grown up and 23 years had passed in a few days, when he started playing the video messages from his daughter, his son, his family. I cried when Cooper cried his heart out, sitting in the craft, with uncertainty in his tears. I felt the love of a father for his children, even when they are separated by million miles, by light years. I trembled with Cooper when Murph told him that they share the same age now. I cried an ocean.

I smiled with joy for Brand and Cooper when they reached Millers’ planet, finally finding a destination to the interstellar journey. But as soon as I heard Cooper saying, “Those aren’t clouds. They’re waves.”, my jaw dropped. No, I am not exaggerating. My jaw actually dropped. Those waves! Those damn waves! I don’t remember watching any movie shot being so awfully beautiful! The waves were growing until they made me humble, wondering, how we are so small! How we are nothing! It made me believe in the unseen, it taught me that anything can exist. I just sat back with tears of anxiety, while TARS tried to save Brand, Cooper tries to save the ranger and the massive wave tries to save its planet from human inhabitation.

Dr. Mann made me hate him at first. But, I was unable to keep my empathy aside as I felt his instincts. Yes, he was driven by his selfishness and cowardice; yet, I could feel his thoughts. The extreme abundance of the icy planet, the trauma of surviving alone, the need for surviving alone. I couldn’t see him as an antagonist for I would do the same out of my human instinct of survival. He went crazy and there was logic behind it. He just wanted to be rescued, he just wanted to live; yet he couldn’t. His story was beautiful and sad.

I felt abundance when Cooper left Brand in the endurance. The aesthetic appeal of Cooper floating in time and space made me anxious. I didn’t know what was happening, or what will happen. I didn’t expect Cooper to be Murph’s ghost. I didn’t expect Murph to be Cooper’s saviour. And another heart wrenching scene, oh! When their slingshot maneuverer to Gargantua with time dilation adds another fifty years to the lives on earth. Could I be sadder than this?

Yes. Your last scene completely shattered me. Cooper’s attempt to save time to meet Murph, even for once, was successful. He met her in her death bed, in a new world, decorated with farms by Murph, in love of her father. My heart was filled with pain as Cooper saw Murph for the last time. But his happiness made me smile. I was smiling with tears of sadness. I was crying with joy of happiness, when I saw Brand, alone in a planet, waiting for something to happen, hoping for someone to come.

My dear Interstellar, you are more than just a movie to me. More than a Nolan movie. More than a Zimmer movie. More than a Sci-fi movie. More than a father-daughter movie. More than a visually stunning masterpiece. More than a world of unbelievable imagination. More than a movie that made my heart ache. More than a movie that made my eyes smile. More than a movie about a dystopian future. More than a travel movie. A travel that exceeds time and space. You are more than a movie about love and responsibilities. More than a movie about companionship and risk. You are more than a lifetime experience; for Cooper, for Murph, for Brand, for Nolan, for Zimmer. And. For me.