“THE” GENTLEMAN OF THE GENTLEMEN’S GAME

END OF AN ERA:March 9^th 2012, was not just a normal Friday like the usual ones which the corporate or the school kids be eagerly awaiting for. That frenzy Friday and Saturday was spent reading tributes, encomiums as much as to re-realize the value of a true cricketer who had called it quits to the game of cricket which he had been playing for more than 16 odd years for his country. A lump now is present in my throat and I am feeling a slight chill running up my spine as I start typing this. What could have been a rumor till the end came into reality for the very first time in my life. Yes the legendary number ‘3’ batsman of all times, the gentlest cricketer who had ever played the gentlemen’s game, the one who personified the gentlemen’s game, the great wall of India , the second leading run scorer in the test cricket, the man with the safest pair of hands on the earth, the legend who had faced humungous number of red cricket balls, the epitome of patience, the diligent hard worker, the man who has the most efficacious sudoriferous glands alias Jammy alias “sir” Rahul Dravid has bid adieu to his international cricketing career. What ended was more significant, it was not just a press conference for his ardent fans and true cricket lovers, and it was an era which ended.

MY CHILDHOOD PARAGON:

If you were a kid born in India and when cricket is not your favorite sport, then mark me when i say this… there is something wrong with your x and y chromosomes. I am happy and thankful to my dad and mom that i was genetically a perfect Indian kid who loved and who will ever love cricket forever. when you are an ardent cricket fan it won’t take much time to choose your role models and heroes and it was Sachin blindly who stole the show, but this most patient, neat, talented, technically sound, classy, flamboyant, stylish, rhetoric and educated cricketer Rahul Dravid took me some while to like him like how he used to take time for a prolonged match winning innings. it would be inane when you don’t like Dravid. Dravid was one such player who will be loved secretly by all the Indians but the only thing is that many failed to express it till now. You may like sachin and Ganguly more, and you may show it off or boast about them, but somewhere deep inside your heart you will always have a place for Dravid, you would have silently and secretly loved him at some point of time just like the way he silently steals your heart. i still remember and cherish the master class he showed against the new-Zealand bowlers in the Hamilton test series some 14 years back. I still remember watching it happily with my dad in the early morning around 2.45 am. Having said all these things it would not be fair if I don’t confess that i secretly loved Rahul Dravid although sachin was my god.

MORE THAN A HUMAN:

Apart from all the talent, technique and class which Dravid had one thing that stood out for me was he has never been a part of any controversies in his 16 years of illustrious career. This is a perfect example for him being called the most modest and the honest cricketer India and the world has ever given to us. “Becoming a Rahul Dravid fan is not easy, not when you have sachin around, sachin came, he saw, he conquered, Dravid came, he toiled, toiled, toiled and toiled”.

WHY NOT A FAREWELL GAME FOR THIS LEGEND?

A legend like Rahul Dravid knows it very well that cricket is larger than individuals, and it had made his life large. If he had wanted a fitting farewell match, he would have played a test match more, but he knows that happy endings happen only in fairy tales. So as a Dravid fan you can only expect him to have played a farewell but you can’t compel him.

MR.DEPENDABLE @ THE INDIAN WALL:

When sachin bats, we watch it with expectation but not with assurance. Every delivery, we expect him to conjure up a trick, an onside slog against a left arm bowler, even when sachin hits it hard, yet we will fear he will get out any time. But when Dravid bats, we go get a cup of tea or coffee, we go out to send off our friends or relatives, or even when we sleep peacefully for hours together… we can be assured he will be there for a longer time. Life for Dravid was not that easy… not every kid dreaming to play for India plays at the end… sachin is a blessed cricketer… Dravid is the one who showed us what and where those litres and litres and buckets and buckets of sweats he dropped could take a hard worker to. You need to be blessed to become a sachin, you need to toil hard to become a Dravid but it is not easy to emulate both these legends.

THANK YOU RAHUL: “FOR KEEPING THE SPIRITS OF TEST CRICKET ALIVE ALL THESE DAYS”

“FOR SHOWING US WHERE DEDICATION AND HARDWORK CAN TAKE A NORMAL HONEST, VERACIOUS AND A STRAIGHTFORWARD HUMAN”

“FOR SHOWING US HOW AN EDUCATED CRICKETER WILL BEHAVE”

“FOR SHOWING US WHERE SHEER PATIENCE CAN TAKE US”

“FOR PERSONIFYING THE GENTLEMEN’S GAME”

“FOR GIVING US NUMEROUS REASONS TO CELEBRATE”

“FOR MAKING THE WHOLE OF INDIA PROUD ALL THESE DAYS”

“FOR GIVING US THE MOST MEMORABLE AND INDELIBLE ADELAIDE AND EDEN’S TEST VICTORY WHICH WILL ALWAYS BE ETCHED IN OUR MEMORIES”

LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST THANKS A LOT DRAVID FOR ENTERTAINING US ALL THESE 16 YEARS WITH SOME BRILLIANT CRICKETING DISPLAY WHICH WILL EVER BE CHERISHED IN OUR LIFE.

“LIFE IS NOT ABOUT THE BREATHS WE TAKE, IT’S ABOUT THE MOMENT THAT TAKES OUR BREATHS AWAY”
YOU TAUGHT US WHAT LIFE IS. THANKS A LOADS FOR GIVING US SUCH BREATH TAKING MOMENTS WHICH MADE US FEEL AND APPRECIATE A PROUD AND DORMANT PATRIOTIC INDIAN INSIDE EVERYONE!

ALL ABOUT MY GOOD OLD FRIEND !

The “Guru” is one who is regarded as having great knowledge, wisdom, and authority in a certain area, and who uses it to guide others. The Other forms of manifestation of this principle in Sanskrit can include parents, school teachers and even one's own intellectual discipline and why not my best friend who is an epitome of all the above ??? Yeah this post is all about my ever green and immortal buddy Guru Karthik who is fondly called “Guru “by me and other friends. I take immense pleasure in writing this post for my good old school friend who has been my most intimate chum right from my childhood. To begin with I met this guy some 13 years back in my class sixth which was my follow on or second innings in modern school after a short span of two years as my dad met with a severe road accident and became immobile . I had no other go other than continuing my studies in modern school after that incident. Everything seemed dark and morbid for an immature guy like me who never knew the seriousness of his dad’s accident. A lachrymose picture of mine could have been seen by most of my classmates since I was low spirited and totally dejected on that day. It was that day I saw this most pious and sanctimonious guy (whom no one would have ever imagined that he will my closest of comrades in the days to come) with a streak of holy ash similar to that of mine J (Additional note - my SST teacher Mrs.Maheshwari was taking geography when I walked into the class on that very first day of my come back). (Few memories are always eidetic just because of the people who made it sweet isn’t???)I never knew nor I could not even think of how we formed the gang so very quickly and how we 4 started having lunch together in quick successions… It must have been the destiny to have made us fast friends. Guru was one among the very few true friends of mine amidst the plenty of “fair- weathered friends” I had. So as the clock ticked faster and in turn as days started running faster the much closer we became. We almost started sharing A to Z about everything we knew ranging from sports, Movies, politics, TV Shows, music and what not in this world?? the list may go endless when I try to jot down those things… much to my bewilderment and excitement I wonder why I am always gifted and blessed with geekiest and academically sound guys as my friends in fact I don’t search for them instead it all just happens for a reason I suppose. Guru is never an exception for the above statements. He is as academically sound and studious, he is mind blowing quizzer but nevertheless we couldn’t participate in any quiz shows during my school days. This guy almost knows at least something about everything in this world. To be frank I never had patience to see an entire Hollywood movie during my school days and even now (in fact I don’t understand anything: P) but this guy is a freak when it comes to Hollywood movies and English TV shows .I really gained a lot inspiration and influence from this guy to watch those stuffs but I have never succeeded till now. At this juncture I still nostalgically remember the way we watched evil dead in his home which was supposed to be a horror movie but it later turned a hilarious one with such a set of friends we had. It would not be fair if I don’t mention the amount of cricket we had played during the school days in the Voltas colony ground, papa ground, parade ground, Vijay Avenue, Modern school ground and where not in the little kanchi ?? This guy had the bowling style of the Aussie legend Glenn McGrath with the ball and the look alike stands of Ricky ponting with the bat. With such deadly craze and passion towards the game of cricket we have played plenty of crickets more than any normal ardent cricket loving Indian boy could have played. Cricket till total dehydration was our motto and we have played that till we got obsessed to the sport and even to the extent that no more cricket was left behind in us. Only few sports remained untouched by us we almost played everything ranging from badminton, shuttle, football, kabaddi, ball badminton, basket ball (K.P’s home) chess, carrom etc... Even the card games like UNO, Ass, Wrestling cards, and cricket cards were not left behind. I still cherish the numerous terrace talks and gossips which we both have had in his home which may go for hours and days together although we had nothing to talk. The Radio Boyz recording and the CRY fund transfer in his house will always be remembered and cherished by me. He has always been by my side all throughout my happy and sad times in my school days and even now. He is the one among the very few souls my mind would obviously look forward to have aside me for a piece of solace during my hardships now and forever. Congenialities amidst us are a plentiful. We both are die hard Rahman, superstar and sachin aficionado in particular. We both like the style of Andy Roddick and the way he serves and Michael Schumacher both of who are now an extinct species in their respective fields and not to forget the Red color Hercules AXN bicycle which rode us the streets of Nanganallur. He has strived a lot.....Many a times to expel the innate pessimism and the deplorable inferiority complex in me which I am always known for. I am sure he did bring in some sort of optimism in me and he did succeed in breaking some part of the shell I was inside all these days. His exposure is as big as the cosmos, he knows A to Z about robotics and what not??? I am damn happy to be the part of the limited set of close friends he has had and he will ever have. He is one such guy whom you can always rely on when you want someone damn true to you and your feelings. He is an embodiment of self control, abstinence, benevolence, loyalty, dignity, diligence, perseverance and what not?? The awe-inspiring thing about Guru is that “HE IS SILVER-TONGUED” , the amount of vocabulary and the grandiloquent words he knows is just breath taking guys, he is as fluent and as eloquent as possible ....The real “GURU” indeed. The Hindi class funs and frolics have always been a blend of good times and sheer joyous moments with him. If he had not pulled me in I would have never learnt even this little Hindi which I knew now. Thanks a lot for that macha. Thanks a lot for being with me all these days... I always needed an outlet to share all my sorrows and happiness from my school days ...thanks a lot for lending me your ears as well as shoulders for all those senseless and imbecilic things which I had shared and will ever share with you .It would be inadequate if I just bid you thanks alone, because the happiest of pages in my life will always be having your name carved in it... Missing you badly da... All the best for your future endeavors... stay in touch as always macha.... pursuing your masters there at US is the first step towards attaining the global acclaim and I am damn sure that you are doing that as perfectly as possible and you will come out with flying colors the sooner... a million thanks for gifting me all those sweetest days in my school life macha .... See you back next year da ... (Kodaikanal enna kashmir eh polaam da senthu )....
“Everyone has a best friend during each stage of life, only the precious few have the same one till the end like you and me “

THANKS A LOT MACHA !!

At this juncture I would like to sincerely and personally thank my best buddy Gokul who has portrayed me the best possible way anyone in this world could do . It was evident from his congenital flow of writing in his posts about his friends that how well people make an indelible impression in someone’s heart. His innate way and the flow of writing has now kindled my spirits to live up to the expectations of people who trust me and believe in me when I am the only one they are looking out for. You need a big heart and a chivalrous soul to appreciate someone truly and deep from your heart in this world of blasphemy and prevailing antagonism . This guy is one among the handful of guys whom I have ever met in my life and who is uniquely and unanimously known for his altruistic nature. His benevolence is very well evident from the way he has portrayed and depicted others. I badly need to say this at this point of time “no one has ever described me the way he did”…. Thanks a lot for letting me know the latent potentials that are dormant and imbibed in me( hope I have one as said by him if he hasn’t really exaggerated about me just because I am his best pal !!! ) although he has exaggerated a lot about me to be frank. I take immense pleasure in writing this post as a token of gratitude for a very friend of mine to know the better if not the best about himself and the way he has influenced me many a times in numerous occasions. I bring in to everyone’s kind notice that I am writing this post not just because he has wrote about me but just to let him know that he has always been an unsung hero of mine and on a thanks giving note and to reciprocate what all he has done for me till now and for all those he will ever continue to do so in the ages to come. Yeah it’s all about gokul and his epigrammatic pensiveness (“Hope I have not offended you and your close friend’s resume“). Having been with gokul for the past 4 odd years I got to know the better and the best of him only in the final year of my college days . (Better Late than never). To start with the greatest uniqueness which we both share when it comes to the attitude is we both are the epitome of introverts. Contrary to what most people think, an introvert is not simply a person who is shy. A person like me and gokul is an amalgam of an element of shyness which as per most of the humans is the only trait an introvert possesses , but when the people of extreme introversion unite they obviously form a power packed combo like me and Gokul ... (Birds of same feathers flock together ). He is a kind of guy who energizes as well recharges himself by being isolated, and there is nothing wrong in being desolated or reserved rather than spoiling everyone’s broth ain’t it ??... One congenial trait we both share with our closest cohorts is the blind possessiveness over them for no reason and the extreme expectation over the people whom we love a lot but in turn when people don’t full fill it or fail to live up to our expectations we get badly hurt to such an extent which can never be explained in words …Maybe we both will learn how, but the only thing we can do is turn down parts that would hurt our conscience and that would break us both into million pieces... despite being a heart throb and a choco boy by his attractive looks for most of the girls in our college as well as in his school days this guy has numerous credentials to his credit which most of the good looking guys lack … a mind blowing quizzer, a flamboyant and the most stylish striker of the willow I have ever seen amongst my comrades, a bowler who hits bulls eye many a times, A passionate football player but unfortunately I have not got the opportunity to see him play the game even once… like I said he has been an unsung hero of mine on and off the field …. The most disappointing thing about this guy as far I am concerned is that he never gets what he deserves may you call it luck or sheer fate these two things have always played spoilsport and hasn’t supported him in growing to greater heights but that doesn’t mean he is a loser… it just means he hasn’t been recognized for his hard work is what I have felt many a times … that’s why I bring him under the tag of “UNSUNG HERO”…. Hope you get everything you deserve atleast from now da and I myself know the pain you had faced when you don’t get what you obviously deserve .... infact it just kills you. To continue with his astonishing traits... This guy is a walking thesaurus mark my words and trust me when I say this… he serves ace alone when it comes to the vocabulary and stuffs and I can even say that sky is not the limit for his English and his curiosity to learn new words in English … if its sachin for cricket you can brand Gokul for vocabulary ….. and to add a feather to his cap this guy has the best dressing sense among all my friends… and the list goes on and on and on……. It goes endless ! being a Vijay fanatic, being an ardent sachin disciple , being a A.R.R aficionado, being hurt by expectations, being hurt by possessiveness, be it mingling only with choosy friends, be it being reserved, be it trying to be the best out of the lot, be it trying to win hearts, be it trying to quit things once you lose , be it being damn true to loved ones , be it having 27th day in a month as birthday, be it being absolutely possessive, the congeniality amongst us is highly amazing and mind blowing… I wholeheartedly thank the almighty for bringing him in to me in the most crucial stage of my life as the saying goes “tell me your friends and I will tell you who you are “ its like when you know very well what Gokul is all about .… its almost certain that you know Mukunth very well even when you haven’t seen nor spoke to me .... i apologize for the abominable trait of mine which has created an aversion towards me da L I swear nothing was deliberately meant to hurt you nor others… infact I am one such guy who never wants to hurt others nor get hurt by others because I know the pain of being hurt by loved ones L I swear I will definitely live up to your expectations from this very minute ... to all those souls who have the thought that Gokul has hurt or deceived you I just wanna say only one thing don’t miss out this guy who lives and loves you truly and that’s the reason why Gokul and you were both the close in the past and that intimacy break is what has hurt you and not Gokul who has hurt you !Thanks a lot for being with me and trusting me all these days da J thanks a lot for penning down eventful pages in my most precious college days J these are not just words and I just mean it when I say these things da...
“I know a way to stay friends forever da .. there is really nothing to do with it.. i will tell you what to do and you do it :) ” “ I am sure we both will stay a live wire example for the proverb “True Friends last forever” !!
THANKS A LOT MACHA !!

ALL ABOUT POSSESSIVENESS

Some people call It a form of love……..
Some people call it a form of trustlessness….
Some call it a form of suspicion and doubtfulness …….
But I call it my own way….. as follows
A relationship will be an epitome for many only when you have the fidelity and staunchness or the so called “possessiveness” ostensible to each other involved in that relationship.
“The Creative impulses of Humans are always at war with the possessive impulses as said by some one
Many have the misconceived notion that it starts only when we reach the adolescence but its not so…… even a 2 year old baby can feel the pain of possessiveness when the baby’s mom lifts some other baby or when her attention shifts to the baby’s own sibling … That’s because of the possession towards its mom…
So why is it so very special or given utmost importance when it comes to a boy –gal relationship ???
This question keeps on reverberating and oscillating in my mind for quite some time that’s the reason why I am penning down this post….
This word “possessiveness” has a special meaning and adds flavor and beauty to its usage only when it depicts or when it is being used for describing a Boy –Girl Relationship aint it guys and gals ???
Does it add beauty just because of the opposite gender attraction ?? may be yes for the people who doesn’t know or who had not been involved in such relationships in their lives
Unanimously a guy or girl is supposed to be the luckiest and happiest of the whole lot when they are being celebrated or enjoyed as the proudest possession of his girl or her boy respectively…. .
It can never be thought or considered as trustlessness or suspicion or doubtfulness because its just a way or form of showing your love or a just a petty feel which is unique and versatile which can never be shown to many but only one … the one and only person you adore the most in your life .
The most interesting thing about this possessiveness apart from adding beauty to a relationship is that
Only a small dose of expressing your steadfastness could be much effective whereas the over dosage of it will ultimately spoil the broth and the party as well :P
May be this very topic need not be this much lengthy and gluttonous ...

but I just felt like penning it down just because I had been affected or I could say I had been hit by this very word and feel umpteenth times in my life but pertaining to only one …

To sum up … possessiveness not only takes you to cloud nine ,blissfulness or seventh heaven on the wrong side it leads to extreme expectations … and many a times it not just hurts you to the core but it even killssss ………. Aint it ??????? Catch u all in ma next post.... have a great time ahead......

JOURNEY INTO MY SECOND PHASE OF LIFE -"THE JOB" !!

The journey into my second phase of life called “Job “ started by this 10^th of august, when I started to “Bengaluru – The Electronic city” and I have my own name to this beautiful busy city “The City of MultiLinguals” J I started by 1pm from Madurai in the most luxurious kpn travels with my mom J I was messaging my best friend all throughout the travel so some how I was able to kill time all the way J All throughout the travel I had some mixed feelings of going out to a new city out of tamil nadu for the very first time and missing my home and the food L my extreme would be all alone without me L I wonder how bad the condition of my bike would have gone all these days without having started it even once . hope my extreme would be in its pink of health JThe Roaming phobia was panicking me all throughout the journey until I reached the TN border near hosur,Unfortunately team india was fumbling at the other end against England mishra was playing the sheer role of a perfect “NightWatchman” despite india being bundled out for a meager sum L Even Sachin disappointed me while I was leaving away from my hometown L After some 10 to 15 kms away from hosur the roaming charges for messages and even for incoming calls had started and I never took into consideration and still continued to call and message my dear ones till I reached the outskirts of the garden city J “It was evident from the name boards and the number plates of the vehicle that I had reached the garden city J it was KA all over the number plates of all the vehicles and I never saw a single TN number plate till now hard to digest but it happens L “we call these kind of scripts as “JILAEBI” usually and saw those scripts lively for the very first time on its own native land J At around 9pm I reached the shanthi nagar bus depot where I had my “Chithi” waiting to pick us up J It was quite a rainy day and I felt the breezy cool weather of banglore for the very first time when I stepped out of the bus and when the air touched me J It took some one hour from there to reach my grand mother’s home J The unusual coincidence of that apartment was that It had the name of my best friend engraved in it J it brought me a big smile and I was very happy for that J and loved the way it all happened J Then the usual Johnson lift was lifting me and my mom to the 5^th floor of that block J It was astonishing to see such an luxurious apartment J The temperature cud have been somewhere around 16 to 20 degrees that night J Instead of fans and AC ‘s room heaters and geysers were power consuming in this city I guess J I had a warm welcome from my thatha and paati whom I met last time ages back J then had a good local dinner with some local greek and latin side dish J Then switched ma lap on and started messaging my dear ones through way2sms as I was completely ran out of balance that day L I badly needed a local sim but I was totally disappointed to see all the shops had already been closed L my chithi promised me that she wud buy me a local sim the next day J it was words of solace for a boy like me who was missing all his friends and family and who was feeling desolated J Finally I called it a day by editing my profile in facebook J changed now lives in madurai to BENGALURU J though found it quite tough to sleep early that day I was forced to sleep by my tired exhausted body and the hectic travel at around 3 am L Just a day was remaining for my first day in the office and for the first day in my life as an employee as well as a corporate J I thank the almighty for penning down an eventful day in my life which taught me the pain of separation , pain of desolation and what not ??????????? L L LJJJ

A STRENUOUS TRIP TO SAMANAR PADUGAI – PART-3

  

Self timer snap :)


Railings that badly need a Reinforcement :(



                                                                                                                                           we started  clicking snaps all over with the cameras we  brought J “Majority of the Humans love taking and posing for  photographs aint  it ?? infact I love photographs J because I have read that “Photos and memories will never ever change despite people in the photos and their characters change J in the midst of the rocks there was a huge tree J suddenly we moved from jainism to Buddhism and personified it as the “Bodh @ budd gaya “ and were cracking jokes as if we were enlightened by then J Vicky and vijayan went even higher for seeing stupas over there. Me ,bala and navanee cudn move an inch further as were thirsty to the core L we sat down talking happily J for a change the disguise in the blessing there was that we could spot numerous broken beer bottles all over L which spoiled the serenity and the beauty of that place L The disgusting fact is that people started using this beautiful tourist spot as a spot for boozing L it’s a wake up call for the archaeological department and  department of tourism in tamil nadu  to protect our “ENCHANTING TAMILNADU AND INCREDIBLE INDIA “ J We started crawling up without slippers for better grip and friction … thanks to the auto timer option in the camera which  captured all 5 of us by itself inside its frame J finally with utmost joy and enthusiasm we started moving down with the help of the railings again J The railings already had few cracks to it L The railings badly need a reinforcement and a renovation now…  Finally we came down with the same spirit with which we went up J we badly needed litres of water all together to lessen our thirst and finally we reduced our thirst to some extent and got  back to life only after drinking two bottles of bovonto all together J The “SAMANAR PADUGAI TRIP “ was indeed a strenuous trip but nevertheless it gave us  the most cherishable and memorable trekking experience in our life time J  meet u all in ma next trip guys J happy reading J 



A Happy Four :) Myself,Navanee,Vjn and Vicky :)



A STRENUOUS TRIP TO SAMANAR PADUGAI – PART-2



An Overview of Madurai from Samanar padugai


Sculptures carved over there :)




 Sabarees was called by his parents and so he couldn make it up to the hills with us. He got down near Apollo hospital signal and we went on to reach the hills. In the down hills there was a beautiful temple Which had Sculptures of marvelous statues in it. Opposite to the temple there was pond which was full of lotus. We saw a Boy Fishing in that pond. Suddenly we wanted that to be photographed by vicky’s fuji film 14mp or bala’s nokia 5mp but unfortunately the zoom couldn go that long in both the devices and we managed to get only a blurred image of the boy who was fishing. We started off walking to the hills on that scorching noon at around 1.35 pm. We were walking with the help of railings on both the sides which aided us by providing its grip to walk on the steep hills .. thanks to the Archaeological department without which we would not have got these railings installed .. the pathway was quite steep and inclined and we found it quite difficult to walk on further despite we continued with sheer perseverance and wit to reach the top of the hill which no one of us have ever visited before. After some 10 minutes of walk we had climbed some 100 steps with the help of those railings… The steps were beautifully carved on the rocks of the hills I wonder how they did that with such an ease… in between we had a short 10 to 15 meters distance which had to be covered without those steps… we found It quite hard infact I found it very difficult to move on those wonky pathway as I was deprived of sleep the previous night and as I was driving the car for some few hours with an ailing leg trouble L alas we reached the halfway mark were we had a stunning visual treat at an height of some 200 meters above land level a very long truck which was travelling in the nearby bypass road seemed as though it was a toy truck which could be very easily held in our palm J finally we reached the destined place for which started off J there was a huge rock which had been protected with a fence made of iron rods behind which you could see some mind blowing artistic sculptures of sages belonging to Jainism … there was a small region beneath those sculptures filled with stagnant water all over which had became the habitat for few frogs and fishes J
 

A STRENUOUS TRIP TO SAMANAR PADUGAI :) JULY 16 :) PART-1

This was an unexpected and an extempore trip all together.We were all travelling from Sivagangai to Madurai in the morning from Sathish's house with the recently serviced maruthi 800 of my aunt .

We include Myself, Bala,Navanee,Vicky,Vijayan and sabarees. After some 55 minutes of a slow and steady drive we reached the outskirts of madurai in that mildly breezy and rainy afternoon :) Suddenly bala was asking me if we could go to that samanar padugai near naagamalai pudukkottai as we reached madurai bit earlier than the scheduled time ... within a blink i agreed and all the others came to a consensus for that short trip on the trot ... we started moving through the busy city of madurai on that suddenly changed scorchy afternoon which was breezy quite before ... We were having a bumpy ride all throughout our trip despite riding in the so called "National highways" :) Alas with the help of an Auto Driver we traced and spotted out the correct route to the hills despite the deviation we had initially :) The road that diverged to the hills from the highways was rickety to the core and the car wheels started wobbling badly as we neared the hills. A Sudden Speed Breaker hit our car's chassis badly which sounded like the chassis being thrashed by a hammer :( My heart beats rose as high as it could and I had a wonky feel after hitting the chassis hard :( The chassis and the silencer were quite newly fixed spending some 4k just a month before :( It took me few seconds to regain ma conscious and strength after it was hit badly :) Later I pulled some energy out and continued to drive ... finally we spotted the down hills just a few hundred metres away. After a sharp curve around a banyan tree we reached the down hills of samanar padugai... astonishingly the place was deserted and there were only a handful of humans visible... (contd... in PART 2)

DEIVATHIRUMAGAL - MA VERDICT :)

This is ma first post in ma blog :) jus to see how it works :) I jus dont wanna reveal the plot and break the suspense of many souls who are desperate enough to watch it badly :) Director Vijay has penned down a script sorry photo copied the script :P from the holly wood block buster "I AM SAM "!! but neverthless he never agrees it :( he jus says he took the casting alone :) GV .Prakash the "so called second hero of the movie" has done a fabulous job unless u hear an old robin  hood cartoon's music :) but neverthless his BGM at the slog was indeed breezy and stupendous :) Obviously vikram does and gives his best as usual :) vikram is a better actor than sean penn no issues here :) GV could even tell that the songs are his inspirations and not copied ones but when an inspiration or the ripping off gets this much response then think about the original score which was done ages back with no boasting and  commercial kick off  :) Despite all these controversies his music made us cry :) Hats off to the original score and GV's shuffle at the edge :) baby sara was the cutie pie of the movie :) she plunders your heart in many ocassions as kids usually does :) there comes in director vijay's touch :) Dialogues played a vital role in the movie vijay has given his best here :) Anushka does a character role here this proves her acting potential rather than her glamour potential :) santhanam is at his very best :) his timing in this movie were exquisite :) Hats off to director Vijay for giving a very decent movie despite having two most gorgeous heroines :) Amla paul does her role to perfection :) 
GV : THINK MUSIC was the label i guess but i reckon u never would have thought tamilians
to be this brilliant to have found the original score jus like that :)
VJ  : may it be a rehash or remake but this fellow deserves a standing ovation for making us cry :)
FINAL VERDICT : MAY IT BE A COPY OR REHASH OR REMAKE BUT STILL           
DEIVATHIRUMAGAL IS WORTH A DOZEN WATCH  :)