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P.S I Love You


I’m not sure whether I read the book first or the watched the movie. Either way, the story will have you bawling because it is very moving. I read the book when I bought it to give it as a birthday gift to Laalee. Of course, I couldn’t give it without having read it myself first. I was in tears when I got to the end. So I was more than surprised when dai got me the same book as a present for my birthday, thinking I would love such a romantic story anyway. Touché brother touché.

The movie while it has slightly altered the story at some points has done an excellent job of portraying the emotions. Needless to say, you will become an emotional wreck at the end of it; mark my words. Anyway, it had been a while since I last read the book or watched the movie for the matter. So it was a pleasant joy when I caught it on TV a few days ago. However, the movie only had about half an hour left. I watched it nonetheless. It had just got to the part where Gerry’s letter describes their first meeting and how she didn’t seem lost to him at all. I had caught the movie at a good place. This is one of the alternations made in the movie that I mentioned earlier. In the book, Gerry and Holly met when they were 14 years old and had been together ever since. But this does not change the chemistry in the movie or the deep love and connection that is so evident between the couple. Gerry’s words in the letter were already starting to cause turmoil in me. However, something was different this time.

No doubt, P.S I Love You has always entertained me and always moved me without a miss every time I watch it or read it. There’s just something about the scenario that grips your heart. But, apparently, the movie hits you in a whole other way when you have someone you cannot imagine your life without. Cecelia Ahern has done an excellent job imagining a story where Gerry loves his wife enough to pull her out of the grief step by step and show her a new direction in life. But, I hope with all my heart that another Holly may never have to face such a scenario. I hope that all the Gerrys can actually give the letter they wrote to their partner and see the joy and the tears in her eyes in person, because everyone deserves that.

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