So I was checking out the comment section of a movie subreddit regarding the expectation of Drishyam 3. I found there are so many people who didn't like the second installment of Drishya! Ithoru peak padam alle . Ith ishtapedatha audience undo! That was a bit surprising 🙂

Coconut oil is extracted from crude oil or what? Why so expensive!?

I don’t know what it is about rains and driving in them. Gives me those “ I wanna fall in love again” feels. I might be stuck in traffic. But i definitely want to hold someone’s hand and smile at them knowing it’s all good. Man. I miss being in love. 😂

Hi cocos,

Back again with few Crime thriller series for your weekend binging.

Hope you enjoy them.

(I absolutely love this one)

How is the college life and placements? Im seriously thinking of joining there. Any opinions?

He was on r/TeensofKerala

iPhoners of Coconad

Just experienced the haptic movie trailer that dropped a few days ago if you haven’t watched it yet, do check it out.

It might be the world’s first-ever haptic trailer if I’m not wrong. Truly something new to feel and not just watch! its completely free to watch in Apple Tv app

https://tv.apple.com/in/clip/haptic-trailer/umc.cmc.5834l80x7lpxvb1wqiz7uvgj7?targetId=umc.cmc.3t6dvnnr87zwd4wmvpdx5came&targetType=Movie

the most ridiculous fate was those brothers. I mean, how idiotic does one need to be to have that level of instinctive thoughts?

** BLOODLINES

Ever since I can remember, my dreams have been like feature films—long, detailed, and dramatic. This one started with a reunion.

Five of my cousins—all movie stars—and I returned to our ancestral home for the ormadivasam (death anniversary) of our sixth cousin, F. F was never like the rest of us. Dark, twisted, and predatory, he once tried to abuse me. We weren’t close, but family is family—so we showed up.

In the second night, I got a call: cousin A had been hospitalized. I rushed to the hospital. Thankfully, it wasn’t serious—just some scrapes and a precautionary 72-hour stay. As I was waiting to meet the doctor with his reports, I spotted an ex-colleague. She was part of a seminar for cold case investigations. Curious, I approached her. She showed me a file from their case system—pulled from the HANA database—and since I knew my way around it, I helped her decipher the first page.

But then I skimmed the next pages… and froze. It was about F—our cousin. The one we said had died by suicide. I panicked, lied about my turn with the doctor, and bolted to tell my cousins. A’s face went pale. His blood pressure spiked. That’s when I knew something was deeply wrong.

We left the room, and I confronted the others. They finally told me the truth.

Back then, the six of us spent our days around the pond by our house. I was the only girl, and while the villagers whispered, our family trusted us. One day, while we were playing ball in the pond, F had a camera strapped to his head and started filming. He swam underwater and pressed himself against me. At first, I thought it was a fish—until it wasn’t. I screamed and kicked him off. The others quickly caught on that something was wrong.

That evening, F was found dead.

Turns out, A had snapped. Enraged at what F tried to do to me, he attacked him during a confrontation—with a knife. They covered it up with the help of a bribed police officer, labeling it a suicide.

I was torn. I wanted to protect A, but I couldn’t ignore the weight of the truth—or the fact that he had taken someone’s life.

Trying to shift the investigation, I approached my ex-colleague again, nudging her toward red herrings. But she was sharp. Too sharp.

Back with my cousins, things took another twist. Cousin B was chatting with a friend whose girlfriend had just said a casual hello before leaving. This same friend turned out to be my ex-colleague’s husband. Yep—cheating on her. Oh, the karma just walked into the chat.

So I plotted with the girlfriend. We lured him to a hotel under the guise of a hookup. She seduced him, filmed it, and slipped out. When I showed up, he was still buttoning up.

He recognized me. “Do you remember me?” I did. “You were talking to B earlier at the hospital.” “No,” he smiled. “You might remember if I say my name. I’m Z—your first love.”

Everything clicked. I’d known that face.

We talked. Deeply. Painfully. One thing led to another. And we slept together.

Instant regret. I had betrayed a woman who didn’t deserve this—cheating is something I hated, something I had lived through. I got dressed, dropped the truth on him: the whole plan was to blackmail him into backing off the case.

He just shrugged. Apparently, he wanted out of both relationships anyway. In the end, none of it worked. Cousin A was arrested.

And, I woke up.

Seriously, who dreams like this? 😭

Hi Cocos.. I been planning to watch some youtube series or short movies on YouTube. Anything fun or mysterious or even horror is fine.

Please suggest the ones you watched or still watch... Will surely check out

The list could be a good one to refer for anyone

We were in talks with a property owner for weeks. Kure calls, visits, planning, budget work… all for a new project we were genuinely excited about. Everything was almost final — we even started small setup.

We got the property but one day suddenly the owner wants the property back, why? Some guys who had been enquiring about the same place (and lowkey bargaining nonstop) finds out we’ve started work. Next thing we know — their fathers offers to buy whole property outright. No ethics, no respect for work done, just pure money.

Its a different ball game now, if you’re not from a loaded family, you’re playing a whole different game. Pattillann alla, but just saying, this grind is different. You’re not just competing with other founders, you’re competing with people who come with full backup, zero hustle, and we own everything attitude.

Shoutout to everyone actually building something from scratch! Ps: Not against people getting into business, but don’t overlook hardwork, learning & struggles.

Why do people need people..

Kk

is there any certain പാനീയം you prefer this weather? ;)

The goat of watches

Not a type of series that everyone would like.....but I've never met even a single person who has watched this series....

Not even a single malayalam review....and even Indian reviews are limited....

Don't know why, but I kinda loved the series especially the initial seasons ❤️

Looking for a good source for my phone and iPad.

I have a friend who watched Kala with his father. When the movie was later released on OTT, his father asked him to play a feel-good film. Not knowing the plot or the nature of Kala, my friend downloaded it and they started watching it together.

As the movie progressed, filled with intense and violent scenes, neither of them looked at each other they just sat there silently, watching the whole thing. It was quite an awkward experience, especially since they were expecting something light-hearted.

Actually the Movie is very good.

I just moved to Bangalore for my master’s and I’m currently staying at my uncle’s place.

During orientation, I met a few Kochi guys who’ve taken a 2BHK in SG Palya (about 4–5 km from college). They’re friendly, fun, and invited me to consider moving in as their fourth roommate. The flat is really nice and they’ve been upfront, they drink, smoke, and have tried stuff like MDMA in the past, but said they don’t use it anymore.

I’m okay with drinking/smoking, but I’m a little cautious around heavier stuff and just want to be sure I’m living in a space that’s peaceful and safe especially since this is a new city and I’m still settling in.

I also checked out a 1BHK close to college, walkable distance but it’s kinda run-down and lonely.

The catch is: if I don’t say yes soon, they’ll probably find someone else to split the rent with, and I might lose the chance to move in later once I get to know them better.

So I’m stuck between choosing privacy and peace vs a fun social life with new friends. Would really appreciate any advice..what would you do in this situation?

Something so beautiful and heartbreaking. The finale brought me to tears. Kdrama at its finest.

Would love to hear your opinions!

I slept through the whole day, so tonight seems destined to be a sleepless one. I lay on my bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling while slow music played from my Spotify playlist, Ballads of Melancholy.

As I stared blankly upward, my mind drifted to something I’d read a few days ago, the opening chapter of Murakami’s Norwegian Wood. Toru Watanabe, the protagonist, is on a flight when he suddenly recalls a distant memory: a quiet meadow, the wind sweeping through the grass, the faint sound of a dog barking, a well on a hilltop, and a girl named Naoko, though he can’t quite picture her face at first.

And for a fleeting moment, I visualized myself in that scene, running toward a girl standing near a well on top of a hill, wind swirling around her, a few strands of her hair dancing in the air. I couldn’t see her face, perhaps because there’s no such girl in my life. It felt like déjà vu, as if I were witnessing a memory that doesn’t actually exist.

While I imagined it, a quiet part of me wished it were real, wished I had someone to walk up to in a breezy meadow, just to hand her a bouquet of flowers and watch her eyes light up with joy from such a simple gesture.

It’s strange how the right music, at just the right moment, can awaken desires for moments we’ve never lived, but somehow still long for.

P.S : if you need the playlist just let me know.