The film that made me cry most was Taare Zameen Par, a Hindi film whose title means 'stars on the earth'. I watched it at home in Kathmandu with my mother when I was about fifteen, and I've watched it twice since.
The story is about an eight-year-old boy called Ishaan who's constantly in trouble at school. He can't read properly, his handwriting is a mess, and his teachers think he's lazy and rude. His father, who's very strict, gets so frustrated that he sends him away to a boarding school. Ishaan becomes completely silent and miserable there, until a new art teacher arrives. The teacher realises that Ishaan has dyslexia, a learning difficulty, rather than being stupid, and he helps him gradually, using patience and art. At the end there's a painting competition, and Ishaan's painting wins.
The part that made me cry was when Ishaan's parents leave him at the boarding school. He's standing at the window, watching their car drive away, and there's a sad song playing. I actually had to stop the film for a minute. It made me cry for a few reasons. Partly it was because of my younger brother, Sujan. He also struggled at school, and teachers called him careless, and I remember how sad he was. Watching the film, I realised he might have had a similar problem that nobody noticed. And I think it also made me cry because the ending is so hopeful. I'm a primary school teacher now, and honestly, that film is one of the reasons I chose this job. I always try to look for the reason behind a child's difficulties.