My review on Barfi published in telegraph t2

The taste of melting Dairy Milk Silk in your mouth is Barfi,the mischievous pranks you want to play on your Boss out of rage on a hellpacked day while you are working like a
pig and your boss is enjoying with his girlfriends,that is Barfi...The things you want to do from your heart without any reason
but cant do because of inhibitions and suddenly you get a chance to do them,that is Barfi....

.The dreams that get crushed by the bulldozer of reality each
and every moment but the taste of ecstasy when some unexpected rainkisses fall on your face from a half-closed window pane during your journey to office,
that is Barfi..The pain of letting your love go while you want him/her the most,that is Barfi...When somebody becomes your world and they leave you suddenly without any reason,
and you start missing them truely deeply madly and the tears on your cheeks when they come back to you again,that is Barfi...Barfi is a dreamride of ecstasy,imaginations,fantasies,broken and fevicoled dreams,love,warmth and a drop of sunshine that will truely make you happy.
Anurag Basu...thanks for such a dessert...