There is nothing I can do about it. The excitement is uncontrollable, the goosebumps arrive without warning, and the urge to scream out loud threatens to destroy controls of age, maturity and civil behavior in a theater.
How can anyone not understand this as the most natural feeling? How can anyone not be a Rajinikanth fan? It’s impossible for me to explain why I feel this way and why some others do not. But then what Rajinikanth does on screen and to his fans is impossible to explain. It’s experiential, and like most things experiential, it defies logic.
The thrill is like an addiction. It has only gotten more powerful over the years.

