Then he paused. He drew a fourth star.

“Four and a half,” he announced. “Not five. Why? Because the climax fight goes on too long. Lightning should be quick, like a good punchline. And because the sequel tease at the end—the American scientist watching on a monitor—that was not for Kurukkanmoola. That was for the world. And Minnal Murali does not need the world. The world needs him .”

He put the chalk down. “Four and a half stars. That is my rating.”

The news spread through the town within an hour. Not the film’s rating, but the fact that Sreedharan had broken his own scale. People lined up to see what he had written. A young couple took a photo of the blackboard. The local paper sent a reporter.

The rain stopped just then, as if on cue. Meera smiled first. Then Jijo nodded. Then Rajan let out a long breath and said, “You know what, uncle? That’s fair.”

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