Tinsel World

                                                                                   We should have our patience raised to the degree of infinity to watch a movie(a shot) filmed.

SCENE 1

                     VGP, the only funpark of those days was fuming with white mist and from that an outline appeared shaking the neck right and left.Hi! mike Mohan minus the mike!He had to do that difficult move(?!)stretch the right hand to north and left to the south and bend a little.While the assistant director was persevering to kindle the fumes like the musalman who puts dhoop,the man with the two inches compact powder on his face continued to do that.In evening,we returned from the beach and merry go round and all that , he was doing -"stretch this stretch that and bend."

SCENE2

                        After about ten years the same VGP welcomed me but this time with Arjun for "Thayam onnu".When I saw films like Mudhalvan and Gentleman I was wondering if this was the man I saw in VGP.He was very short and he could not resist keeping his fingers away from cigarette.In our short stay for about thirty minutes, he was puffing out like the Ooty train.The pollution control officer should have arrested him for intoxicating a poor kid, his co artiste.He finished off atleast ten cigarettes just like that.

SCENES 3,4,5

                         At kodai,Murali was peeping from behind a tree from morning till evening .At VGP again actress Suganya was twisting and turning around the pillars from morn till night while the telugu hero was practising the step from asst dance master.At lamb's rock coonoor ,Saif and Kajol were spreading their arms from morn till night and imagine how many of them would be redoing their actions now.

SCENE 6,7

                        Next to Maayajaaal!My memory failed me miserably in recognising a girl who passed behind a shifting shooting troupe.OMG! Was that Heera who stole the hearts of many Muralis.Surely one has to have strong IDHAYAM to accept that she looked like this while they had thought  she looked like that.Kajol was also unrecognizable .But Suganya was very beautiful with the perfect nose that did not need a plastic surgery.While things went on like this ,I saw a girl come out from a toddy shop with her father near my house.She pointed out to a jikarthanda shop.This scene was filmed just like that and it hit the screens with a massive success Kadhal.

SCENE 8

                         Then came the most miserable day in my life.When Vijay had come for a shooting "Madura" we went to the spot to see him as my kid was an ardent fan.A kid was enacting the "indha yeriya andha yeriya" before him he remained as cold as a stone.I wonder if he ever had a kid.When many wished for his birthday ,he didnot respond to any of them.When I see his interviews in magazines with his wife I am glad that  he doesnot behave like this to his wife.They said thalaivar was upset because many had tried to pinch him during his shooting.I do not know why we give this much of importance to actors and actresses?In the foreign shoots people don't even turn their heads to watch what was going on.When we saw him leave the hotel to go to the airport, people flocked around him and 'rasigars' had to safeguard this hero to take him to the airport.This superhero who could swim in tsunamis,rip the villains as God and let out as many punch dialogues as  he could, was safely packed off to Chennai by his very beloved 'rasigars 'who believed that he was their saviour.

 SCENE 9

                         There was a man who could not even smile but this man raised up my spirits about the tinsel world.Cheeyan came with bubbling energy to the hotel he resided after his hardwork in Bala's film.When the girls in the swimming pool were singing his song when he entered, he crossed his fingers and shouted O podu.Smiling at every person on the way, he robbed us with his humble behaviour.I even had a chance to talk  with him(perhaps the only person I had talked to) .May be this came out of his struggle in the industry for many years.He had no  director father who directed films like "once more" which we cannot see even once.Oh please! don't come to a conclusion that I am a fan of thala I'm a diehard fan of Vijay.

                    What I came to say is that if you love watching movies, never be curious to watch a film being filmed?

SCENE 10

                    I DON'T WANT ANYMORE SCENES TO BE SEEN .

PLZ SIMBU,JEEVA,ARYA,DHANUSH AND MANY OTHERS DON'T EVER COME BEFORE ME .

                                               I  LOVE WATCHING  MOVIES .                                                       

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rustic life

                                                                    Hi everybody! you have been  in the maddening crowd of city but have you experienced a deafening silence! Then you should go to a village.Now a days many films bring the nativity of villages to our theater screens.When I went to school I had to cross many such villages where we can see old people sitting under the trees with  Dailythanthi, youngsters would be playing carroms, aadupuli attam and cards and young kids halfdressed roll in the mud and  be busy in  sand play which our Montessori schools offer our kids nowadays, life seems to be carefree and I wonder why I had to take that large practical notes to school to learn.On festive occasions a loud speaker would be set with the maximum volume the knob could turn.The whole village flocks around the temple and they seem to enjoy life to the full extent.
                                                                    I had been to such village festivals as my periamma lives in one such-I wouldn't call it as a village but a hybrid of a  village and a town.Take a paper and draw a line for Madurai Batlagundu road and draw a very small line perpendicular  to that and that is the hybrid town -Nilakkotai.you enter into the main bazaar as soon as the bus withers you .I wonder why do they call main bazaar because it is the only one  area there.But you could see lovely jewellery shops there.When I was a small child it was rare to see any traffic there except bicycles and TVS 50s in which farmers carried loads to nearby villages.Jasmine gardens surrounded the entire town and it is such a lovely sight to see women and children plucking jasmines from the garden.My aunt used to take us to touring talkies there and for this we have to walk through the fields.I was lucky to have that experience of watching film sitting in the sand and relishing tasty native snacks like murukku ,seedai,,ellurandai etc.we can get out of it anytime but we always had to view movies that was released before  three years in my town.
                                                                Nilakottai will be a colourkottai on Mariamman festival held there during the month of march.The whole bazaar will be roofed with thatches and the street will be bordered by the fashion accessories shop for young girls there.While the kids would be throwing temper tantrums to buy their dream toys,girls would be busy applying nail polish from the fancy stores.The cool drink shops would display all the hues of orange in long bottles and sugar cane will be crushed.Men would flock around parotta stalls and the clattering sound of kotthuparotta would raise above the loud speakers blaring through the air.Mostly they would be dressed in radiant colours- the ones which showroom designers use for their show rooms(panjumittai.arachamanjal) to paint their walls.It would be such a fun to watch them come in bullock carts and many loving fathers would be having their kids seated around their shoulders and above their heads.The  mini giant wheels would have only four baskets.We would sit in one of them and place a stone in the first round and take it in the second round and will repay the owner without getting down and they would run it manually by elegantly passing between the rods.We had gone for jolly elephant rides.On the main festive occasion children would be sitting from its head to tail.Poor creature! The big giant wheels will take us to top where we could see buses going on the main roads, we get stuck there due to a powercut ,my aunt would narrate the tale of how they were get caught in the giant wheel due to leaking electricity somewhere and how fire engine came to their rescue the day before, to get them down.While in the evenings people  seem to be very pious taking agnichatti and all that,in  late evenings the whole atmosphere will be set into a gala time .The stage shows would be teenage boys with a young girl in the center displaying their talents in gutthu songs.In these recent times the girl dances to "Aasai dosai appalm vada" almost every year  for the past  half a decade  and the whole crowd dances with them. We also could see many Muthalagus and Parithiveerans roaming about .When we go back we really miss all the fun there,but till now I envy those people for several reasons.

• They lead a very simple life -they have time to eat even it is palaya sadham amd mormilagai and relish the taste while we have to cook fast,eat fast,run fast to work and then to other chores.
• Turban men are least bothered about the rise or fall of share markets while the same turns the life history of urban men.
• Their life goes around petti kadai,tea buns,news papers and of course lot of  tiring manual work while people's life here is filled with bank loans,programming,computing,share markets,empty nutrient pizza and soft drinks.
• women apart from doing their hard work in fields are busy watching serials in kalaingar tv while city women are  busy both in homes and offices.
• They seem to enjoy the travel in open lorries and bullock carts but  we are not able to go without air conditioners switched on.
• While we here are discussing about the despotic rule of Catapi, they would be lamenting for the demise of MGR singing melancholic songs into the microphones who had passed away before two decades.
• while our kids would be answering questions like which woman went into space first the kids there  will be bubbling with general knowledge by commenting"pombala wandi oottudhuda" if they happened to see a woman riding in a scooty through their village.
• While we had to see films of punch dialogues they would be serving their eyes with kudiyirandha kovil or ragasiya police in Eastman colour.They would have seen them for more than their fingers could count.
• The kids play with the so-called bats before the so called stumps .They are contended with  1 buck top while our  kids are  not satisfied with a UMD we buy ,their eyes go roving the shelves and their  fingers points to some other thing as well.
• One rupee turmeric powder does wonders in their skin while we have to dissolve our money in Olay creams and facial bleach and still come out of the parlours as wonderful as a  a witch.
• They don't mind powercuts while we make a lot of fuss overthat.

If you get a chance to go to some festive occasions like this don't miss it!

"Happy" birthdays

                                                                   In our childhood all would have died for this day to come so fast every year. It's our birthday!The word "birthday" doesnot exist alone, it always comes with a prefix "happy"in a child's mind.I had even  tore the papers from the daily calendar with the child's innocence so that  this day appears very fast and  make  me feel like the vodafone kid, given special attention to.But I don't dare to do the same that today.Who would love to celebrate that day after 30+?
                                                                 With birthday dress worn proudly,with that kesari or payasam made by mother to fill the stomach, we proudly walk through the streets to school. We usually had two sets of toffees-the one covered with a glossy green cover or white wrapper with a pineapple picture on it and the other is caramilk in two colours- the blue and red.While the former is for friends the later is reserved for teachers whom we thought very special those days.There was even a craze over bringing roses to our favourite teachers.oh!so sweet childhood!With the birthday song sung in the prayer we blush and thank everybody and return to our place with two hundred eyes ogling at us.Some children would wear another new dress in the afternoon session.Some  would  hate those who just put hands  into their sweet boxes to take as many sweets as possible.At the end of the day the bright face hangs down in agony for having to wait one long year for this day, to celebrate .But as this time- age  graph shoots up our mindset is different.
                                                                      After marriage almost everyone of us start to celebrate it  as a Valentine's day .Exchanging greetings like "I am celebrating your birthday because you're born for me " and  stuff like that our birthdays turn to be very romantic.We show our love by  cooking favourite dishes,gifting  teddies  ,throwing a very private party,sending love notes in cellphone etc...How many of you have lighted the tiny candle on a little piece of cake and cut it with a pencil knife in your rooms ?
                                                              I have started liking this day recently  because my kids are very busy preparing cards for me and they discuss what to gift their mom on this day.I am awestruck at the choice of gifts  by my kids.Those gifts are exactly what I had longed for or what I had admired .I would have talked about those things earlier and how sweet of them to observe what their mom wished for.At this point down comes a realisation "how didn't my mom come to my mind earlier on my birthdays?"Nowadays whenever my mom calls me to wish me I wish her first for bringing me into this world.Mom is the best! Always!!