Timeline

Timeline

 

 

Hit him hard without mercy

Time has just now done

Issues gone under the sun

His hell has just begun

 

Impossible, no, please, alright

Four stages in every turn

Horrified, realized, pledged, distraught

Things left in his urn

 

Life, hope, love, laughter

Deprive, suffer, doubt, sorrow

One was said, the other done

Help he wants to come.

 

Warnings and hints were given a miss

Choosing a fiddler instead

Sat and watched his home being burnt

Playing the fiddle in his head

 

Then it happened, swift and fast

Flames engulfed himself,

Saved he was well and good

But his home was all but dead

 

Now he wished he paid more heed

Had a timeturner instead

Of his life and his possessions

He’s just a miserable wreak

 

 

 PS: Its not Autobiographical…just that I seem to be able to write only melancholic poems

The villain I root for…..

Well…this is more like a wailing post…so if u are nt in the mood to read any ‘opparis’ I suggest u leave this blog now

This is for Raghuvaran

There have been a lot of really amazing people who have played a myriad of roles. But in my eyes, Raghuvaran stands apart. There is a strange vulnerability about him. Something which cannot be explained but needs to be seen to be believed. If there was any villain I rooted for just because of sheer admiration it was a role played by him. Hell I rooted for him even when I knew he was on the losing side. Somehow he made your feelings sway and get you to his way of thinking…if he wanted that is. He even made me realise why a person was the way his character was in the movie. He took the pain to make the audience realise and empathise with him. He was not the typical Hero. In fact I think that was his best compliment. He was Never a Hero. He was a human we could all imagine and realise such a man could exist in our society. He was the Harsha Boghle of South Indian Cinema. Rather Harsha was the Raghuvaran of the commentary box. Without him somehow the aura and glow of the chappells and Boycotts shines just a little bit dimmer. Similarly without Raghuvaran the hero looks a little less heroic! In everyone’s eyes Baasha was Rajinikanths best film. But its unthinkable to Imagine Baasha without Anthony or Mudhalvan without the white haired CM. In fact having watched the movie in both Hindi and Tamil I still feel Raghuvaran’s CM was more villainous. He didnt need to flash his eyes or scream to achieve the chilling monstrosity which he needed to depict. His words were soft to the extent of being eerie. However the beauty lay that the same softness to convey tenderness and affection so equally well. Whether he played the calculative and stingy elder son in Visu’s samsaram adu minsaram or the doting father who had to keep the family together at the time of imminent death in Anjali, Raghuvaran became those people. I donot know whether he was a good man, or a good father, frankly its none of my business. But I do know one thing, I will miss him. I will miss him so badly that tears are running down my cheeks as I am typing these words. I bet anyone who has seen his movies will miss him too. Why? I dont know, maybe he was just too good at what he did. Maybe it was because with his death, I see deaths of some of my favourite characters. With his death I see the death of Anthony, CM, eldest son, Anjali’s dad,….. I apologise for not being able to give any space to telugu or malayalam movies he has done. I havent seen them. But if they are anything as good as what he has done in Tamil, few will disagree with me. I however would love to hear from my readers, about your feelings on the death of this great actor. I would like to stress, this post is very emotional to me, so any kinda crap comments(meaning unreasonably harsh or derogatory or unconnected to this post) will not be tolerated. I hope you will respect my feelings on this front.

chinnathirai…mega serial

In one corner of India 3 Indians who left their plum jobs in the USA to start their own company. Their reason? They wanted to help the country. They wanted India to move from a consumer country to a producer country(other than children i.e.) Such noble thought, such noble efforts, such…..such a useless pursuit….lets face it…think of all the kidneys and kannadi mamas and basically uncool characters you have seen from school and college…how many of them have succeeded….anyway my post is not about that…Ekta Kapoor once said she makes afternoon serials women centric because they are the ones who watch it!….fair enough but I cant believe why any woman would prefer watching trash to something that makes sense. I mean given a choice would women watch all the K soaps instead of something else. The question which beats me is what that something else actually is???? Is there anything as universal in the world of oestrogen which makes them tick as much as a K serial? If so why isnt anyone making it!!!!!…I mean seriously it cant get worse than this can it?

There are some things money cant buy….

While taking out my cute 7 year old lab for a walk today evening, I was suddenly smitten by some kaloori ka yaad blease ignore thappana grammar ka payanpaduthal…u will find this post to be of common inglipish…As I was sollifying…I was reminded of a wonderbull dish served in the Taj of VIT…the V mess It was called the kushka…after a lot of searching I realised such a dish existed only in the annals of college canteens…well anyway being home is one of the best things which can happen to anyone who is not from chennai, in chennai(unless ur from darfur…)anyway there are a few things I do like about chennai, aanal ‘thoosi’ and ‘gabbu’ kinda keep me on the draw position as we see in those wild wild west movies or those jayshankar movies(wild wild south?) thats why Coimbatore my home for the past 14 years(well if u count the 4 years where I used to come home to do my laundry :D) is heaven…so after 4 days of home cooked mushroom biriyanis and even better ‘kaata pulusu’ with ‘urulagadda fry’ I am back to eating idiyappams for breakfast, parota for lunch and roti for dinner. Like they say…somethings money cant buy…in my case for everything else there is….sodexho?

P.S. I still havent found a place in chennai which serves kushka…if u find any gimme a post