Tham Tharee kitta

Kichu maama kichu mama not two persons, 1 friend of my father was there. When he used come to my home, my father used to complain about me saying this guy is playing kite & bambaram and was wasting his time. So Kichu mama told that in his house Miruthangam class is ongoing every weekend and he will make me to join the classes. He called me and said “Parupa, naama aathu payan nee….ethavathu intha carnatga samacharam ellam kathukanum, from coming Saturday onwards morning 7am veetuku vandhiru…”. I was thinking pochuda they have planned to kill my weekend sleep. But at that age I wasn’t able to oppose ippo mattum ennavam….but kuralachum kodupen :) So I was forcibly pushed to miruthanga class and started going to it. Saturday morning 6am used to be waked up for bath and a hot coffee would be served. I used to wear a white dhothi and T-shirt…naane thaaan …and go to the class. As it was my first day, I was given the top priority. My Guruji called me and had to get his blessings with fruits & fees for that month. It was the Guru thakshanai. Pillayar Slogam was the first thalam taught to me. Still remember it “Thoom thoom thaaka thakeeta….” Guruji was sincere in one thing, after teaching he used to write the thalam notes in a notebook for every person and give for practice. I thought ok now this is my route oru periya miruthanga chakrvarthiya ayuda vendiyathuthu thaan. But the interest got down and turned towards Karate…that’s a whole lot of different story.

Though the classes were conducted in Kichu mama house, Guruji was treated as their family member. He used to get time to time hot coffee from Kichu mami and I used think enaku koduka mattalanu. If I start first to play my master used to take long hours and used to scold me for stiff hands. One bad thing was everybody used to be there around and it was kind of embarrassing feel. We Tamil guys are very famous for hitting 1 person if first hit was given in the crowd. So slowly these elder guys and oldies used to comment “Thaambi appadi illapa ippadi methuva methuva”. I live in a colony and was kind of gang lead for a group. So when few of these elder guys who stay near my home used to be there, it was kind of “maana prachanai” for me. So I started thinking how to skip this part and escape. From next week onwards I used to tell my master that I am totally free and would like to watch other’s play and finally show my talent. Master used to think “Agaa...What an interest is there with this fellow” But I know the truth of why I prefer to learn as a last person. So after getting early and going to class I used to sit in the class for 3-4 hrs just for the sake of avoiding those big brothers. They used to play well and the session would be sometimes good as competing with fellow persons. Sometimes I used to enjoy and sometimes I used to crib my soga kathai. Like this it was moving for years and then 1 fine day my master told me to buy own miruthangam. So I got that and shelved it. My father used to scold for buying the instrument and not playing it. I decided that I will make him to repent to scold me like this. He used to go for night shifts to his office so he used so sleep in the morning. So when he starts sleeping I used to practice mirudhagam with dum dum dum sound. Then he stopped commenting and I was relived from the pressure.

Next peer pressure started. All those guys who come to class does something in front of my mother and my mother started asking me when I will do like them. So next I had to think what I should do to cover up this. My school annual function was going on and my Tamil teacher Kalyani was in search of a background score when a ghost enters into the drama. The music was to just give the scary effect and it was only “Daama daama daama” sound. I thought this would be the right opportunity to lock my mother’s peer pressure. So I went voluntarily to my teacher and said I will perform the background music as I am one miruthanga vidwan :) Then went home and exaggerated as I am performing something in the annual function. Finally the peer pressure reduced. Ippadiyaga en miruthanga saga was on going. Then public exams were nearing and I started saying that I have to pay full attention to my academics and would like to take a break of this class. Actually ellam peela thaan but just oru build up. That break from miruthanga class which I took for public exams is still continuing and my parents forgot asking me about it. Aha…

LOL :)

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Tamil TV - Shows

[Courtesy: vijay.indya.com]

Vijay TV conducts many competition shows and different kind of programs. Airtel Super singer, Jodi No 1, Kalaka poguthu Yaru and now Super Singers for Junior. It’s not easy to organize such competitions as the initial time for admission procedures and search for the participants with right talent would be enormous. They aren’t doing it for charity but still it’s a mutual beneficial program. Spotting out the talent and helping the individuals to show case their talent and same time earning their collections. I was able to watch only the final rounds of the Super Singers Junior and enjoyed seeing the kid’s performance. Krishnamoorthy, Saisharan, Vignesh, Abarna were the kids competing each other. Each of their parents was having a role in this event of pressing the buzzer and choosing the song for their kids. It was a nice idea to involve them as their kids would feel comfortable. What was not comfortable for me is the points system being announced after each round. They are at their budding stage and they react immediately. I can feel the confidence level dropping down for Abarna when she was given low points. The idea of the show is to bring out the talent and to encourage bringing more. But this seems to be naïve. Krishnamoorthy’s body language, modest behavior and facial expressions were plus apart from his voice. I liked the attitude of Saisharan and Abarna taking up the things when points were given. That too Abarna was too cute and I can see the pressure on her mother face rather on her. Every parent wants their ward to succeed and try to force. It might not work well at all times. Vignesh sings well but seems to be bit over confident. His body language shows too much pride and far beyond his age. But he is a kid and if groomed would come with flying colors. Folk, Melody and semi-carnatic were the rounds in the finals. All 4 did exceptionally well and felt happy seeing these children. Overall it was a satisfying program and grudging missing the early rounds.

Another program I watched in Jaya TV was this Bru Star Ungaludan hosted by Suchitra. The star for that day show was K.S.Ravikumar. It was nice to see him speaking but sometimes his answers were kind of rude. I liked when Kaniga and Kamalhasan spoke as a caller. Kamal when asked so what next after coming to this height? He said a good one saying when you climb the Tirupathi hills after some steps there will be a platform where you can relax or move forward [Moochum vangalam muneravum seyyalam]. I would like to move forward. I totally disliked the way Suchitara spoke or hosted. Konjam illa rombave adhiga prasangi thanama irunthathu. The way she answers the caller, continous interruption while Ravi kumar talks, Silly comments. Someone has to hold her biiiiiig mouth for some time. She might be good as a Radio Jockey but certainly not for this show. If the sponsor of the program happen to see this only request to consider someone else for hosting the show….Ennala mudiyala…

Parthiban Kanavu - a dream for all couples

I have seen numerous times this movie and love to see again and again. A poem or story if written with full involvement and experience comes out in a fabulous way. I believe Karu Pazhaniappan has done one such. The movie portrays the role model wife whom every guy would dream for his future. Sneha has performed the dual role one is peppy and other as the wife character. She aptly suits in both the roles and I just adored her in wife role. Satya is the wife character name and Janani is the city girl type name. Satya just occupies your mind completely with her body language and pleasant expressions. She is quiet but still converse with you with her expressions. The person to be applauded is Karu Pazhaniappan who just takes away with his simple, elegant script & screenplay. The dialogues are sharp and speak about reality & life. The movie as a whole was taken maturely with good sense of humor. Everybody has performed their roles in appreciable manner. Vidyasagar definitely was an additional plus for the movie. The songs were excellent and sweet to hear. Everybody in the movie was good and that’s the problem in the plot. There are no such bad elements and each one was good at their own ways. Few dialogues which I thoroughly enjoy:

“Kalancha than vedu kalaiyama iruntha museum”
“Kalyanathu munnadi kadhalichen, kalayanthu kprum atha neruthitten”
“Kanavan manayvi kulla sorry solla arambicha, vazhkayila padhi time sorry than sollanum”
“Odambu seri illathavana pathu epplernthu ketta seri, nalla irukravana pathu epplernthunu ketta enna solrathu”

Like this many dialogues were catchy and really pleasurable.

Friday to Saturday!

In US to recreate they play different kind of games which is new to me. The other day I was watching a group was throwing a thread tied with two balls at its end to a pole kind of structure. If the thread structure hangs on the pole after it’s ejection then a point is credited to the end. This Friday evening watched another type where two boxes with a hole were kept at two ends. A small sack filled with sand was thrown to the box and if it falls inside the hole then it’s a point. Three girls and three boys with can beer in each of their hands were playing. I was fluctuating to see the game and the girls ah... After coming back to den I was bit bored. Whether to sleep early or to watch something or to browse something what should I do was the thought process ongoing. Starring at the DVD boxes for some time and then pulled out the movie “The Butterfly Effect”. Initially when the movie started I wasn’t fully involved into it but in the end turned out to be a good one. The movie was a fantasy movie of travelling back in time [Irony: I want to kill time but watching a movie projecting about travelling back in timeJ]. The movie starts from the childhood days of the hero Evan Treborn by Ashton Kutcher. At important phases there were memory blackouts for him and the screen fades out. At first I wasn’t able to correlate the sequences and was confused. Later in the movie when he travels back in time he was able to visualize the same situation and alter the way it happens. The story plot and screen play was done so well and compels the audience to continue till the end. It was a tightly coupled sequence and anywhere the director slipped then the whole movie would have diluted. The director succeeds in what he wanted to project and it has come out in a good shape. Evan goes back to his memory blackouts by reading his daily journals and knowing what had happened he tries to alter the situation. But the outcome of the modified was totally out of his hands and turns out to be negative some way or other to himself or his close mates. Hence every time he goes back and alters to see everything finishes well. He loves Kayleigh's performed by Amy smart and he wanted her with him after he modifies the past. But it didn’t work some way or other, so at the end he scarifies his love and once for all ends his love in its budding stage, carving a good future for everybody.

Each plot the same characters perform a different role. It was like seeing multiple movies with in a movie and was interesting. Rajinikanth made a statement on an occasion when asked why he wasn’t doing his next movie as “Kadhai illa sir”. After watching such movies which deals with same love story but in a creative outfit, makes to think why new stories aren’t there. It puzzles me how Kamalhasan who likes to perform variety missed to redo this play. Just out of craziness thinking whether this might be the story of Dasavatharam, his next venture :) I have seen “Back to future” and this one but I like the later more. There is no end to creativity and movie world is all about it.

Changes are inevitable and apply to everyone\everything. For past few days was thinking of doing some physical activity rather than sitting in front of the black box. I like playing but forming the group, pulling everybody in the evening time became out of scope and gone are those days. Those days my job was to call everybody from their home sharp at 4 pm for playing. To go to gym feel somewhat lazy and also think if not continued then will blow up again. Might be a myth but comfortable with it. Hence planned to go for a walk for a while. Don’t know whether this will be continued but making an attempt to it. In this effort the biggest supporter is my iPod and Tamil movie songs. Especially songs from Vijay, Rajini movies make you to feel energetic and your pulse rate increases. So for now “Unnoda uyarvuku unnoda vervai, ennoda uyarvuku ennoda vervai…”

Masal Vadai Matters

When we feel hungry or the taste buds have to be fed, we crawl towards a restaurant. After entering into the restaurant we search for a table where it will be free from disturbances and clean surroundings. Then we reach the table and instead of kerchief to show that the table is reserved we keep some of our personal belongings on the table. Then we head towards the washroom to wash, comb, adjust the dress and feel good our self. After coming back to table if it is a non-AC room then we look up to check whether the fan is spinning, if not ask the water boy or the waiter to switch it on. If we have come with someone then we ask them “Aprum enna sapdirueenga!” Actually we should ask our self?#$. We then browse the menu card and stare at each item as if it was the first time we are seeing it. Then confusion starts, go for north Indian dish or south Indian, Tiffin or meals. After coming to a conclusion we settle down with few items. We wave our hands towards the bearer symbolic showing we are ready to chalk out the items. In this cycle gap, the person whom we have come along would specify an item name and tell that’s the restaurant specialty. Though we have chosen the item, we again ask the bearer “Ennaga sudda…iruku…” He will then re-telecast the menu card in his own pace for which we sharpen our ears. Then we specify the list to him and he will call the water boy to place water jug in the table. Meanwhile we ask the opponent party “Eppadi sir life poitu iruku??”. Then he will specify some recent incident and give us a detail explanation. The placed order would have arrived; we would be puffing the heat and listening to the story. In between we would be specifying some ideas or a quote or “Amamam” and continue gulping the item. After finishing the heavy dose, we would look for a desert or hot beverage. Personally my favorite item would be coffee. After the coffee taste, starts lingering in our tongue, we proceed to check out the restaurant.

Ithukellam inga velaya illa. Whether it’s Chipotle, Subway, Taco bell, all we do is see the item displayed on the board, select, order, pay, eat and come out. Generally when I come out of these fast food chains the satisfying experience as specified in the first paragraph will not be there. We go fill something and come back. The relaxed outfit will not be there, though you can sit and talk for hours in the place. The inner feel compels us to move out as soon as we finish. Yes! Indian restaurants and other posh places can more or less give us the way we want but we can’t reach to them frequently as we go to a Rathna Café in Chennai :)

Currently humming: DJ’Omar Remix version [Awesome man!]

mayil iRagae mayil iRagae
varudugiRaai mella
mazhai nilavae mazhai nilavae
vizhiyil ellaam un ulaa )

uyiraith thodarndhu varum
nee dhaanay mei ezhuThThu
naan pOdum kai ezhuThThu anbe!