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Posted: 8 years ago
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"The more deeper you think, the more silent you become. You understand the reasons behind the reason. It may not necessarily mean you are short of words. You however know what ignorance can trigger and how to deal with ignorance and purpose. The timeliness of your word is surely on point. Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Raman left his car and took a uber cab to TTK road,Alwarpet and got out of the cab and looked up at the 5 storeyed Unicorn steel building,dressed in steel,chrome and a dark shade of glass.The sensor above the glass sliding doors,blinked red as he neared its proximity and opened its glass arms and raman entered the cool,centrally air conditioned confines of the company.

The front desk was to his left and the center and right spaces of the ground floorwere occupied by expensive looking furniture and terracota pieces that screamed roman and egyptian culture.It never failed to amuse him as to people's choices about how their house should be and having a small roof with tiles and living under it,thinking that's mediterranean and then the current fad of buying chettinad artifacts such as wood pillars and doors and fooling themselves that they were now dwelling in a chettinad palace.

Raman was not a cynic by any nature and was just plain amused at people's thought processes when it came to style,class and wishes for in the end,it only appeared as a joke.He remembered a house,somewhere in egmore which had four different looks on all four sides of the house and the owner too more or less was like that four sided house.

The usual soft,easy listening music came from expensive looking bose speakers that rained sound from the ceiling and the scattered here and there were cameras looking out in all directions from the safety of their glass or plastic shells.

Raman walked towards the front desk behind which a man was talking on the phone and the other person,a smart looking woman,looked up,flashed a polite smile and enquired " Good morning sir,how can i help you" and raman
" i am here to meet mr.krishnaswamy iyer,your boss and my name is raman."

The receptionist,obviously a veteran of many desks and smart,took in raman and asking him to hold on,got up and turned and reached to a green phone and pressing a number,whispered into it for a few moments and turning back looked at raman who knew from the deference and the way in which she whispered into the handset,that she had spoken to the boss himself who probably made his existence on the 10th floor.

The receptionist stood up and turning to her colleague " Ganesh,i am going up,will be back in a few minutes" and looking at raman " Sir,please follow me and led him to the elevators who stood as twins facing each other.
But one had a key pad and the woman pressed a code and the doors opened and both got in and without even a murmur,the metal box glided to the top.

The music in the elevator was some serious carnatic music and it sounded a bit like maharajapuram santhanam and his rendition of Purandaradasa kritis.

The great vocalist had sadly died in an accident in 1992 at the age of 63 along with his wife and grand daughter and the Indian music had lost its leading star.

His thoughts of carnatic music was quickly ended as the doors opened and the large and luxurious private world of krishnaswamy iyer beckoned and turning to the woman and thanking her,raman stepped into the thickly carpeted floor and saw the man himself seated at his table watching every step that raman towards him.

Gurumurthy whom raman had met earlier in the court stood as tall as him but mr.krishnaswamy was of only average height and maybe 5ft 6 or at the most 5ft 7 and like most powerful men who are secretly ashamed of certain natural and god given things,did not stand which by way of courtesy could have been the right thing to do,not that raman was expecting such courtesies from the gentleman opposite him.

The battle lines that had been drawn between him and anwaruddin were immediately reminded to raman when mr.krishnaswamy growled rudely " Say what you have come to say and leave quickly without wasting my time."

Raman had been prepared for all this rudeness and attitude and yet knew that the man was behaving in such a manner because he loved his son too much and his ego had been hurt with his sons decision to marry jameela.

Staring at krishnaswamy,raman " Sir,i will not waste your time but i request you to grant me a few minutes of your patience while i say what i have come to say."

Krishnaswamy sarcastically " I damn well know what you are going to say mister and why you have come here at this moment.You are going to beg for mercy and ask for forgiveness for anwaruddin and his family.But let me you beforehand and that is i am not going to forgive and forget and you will get no mercy from me."

Opening a draw on the left side of the table,raman saw krishnaswamy iyer take out an expensive looking box that was flat and slim in size and the minute the box was opened,he knew that it was a cigar box and really expensive stuff for the aroma filled the room with its rich leafy smell from the shores of havana.

Krishnaswamy iyer expertly sliced off the tip of the cigar he had picked up from the box and expertly lighting it with some fancy looking lighter,pushed himself away from the table and threw his left leg over his right and began to shake his foot and blew a cloud of blue smoke in raman's direction.

Raman smiled and his mind recollected superstar rajini lighting a cigar and looking at sharatbabu " Malada,Annamalai" and now he looked at krishnswamy and thought " You are neither rajini nor am i sharat babu."
and began to speak.

" sir,firstly i thank you for agreeing to meet me and secondly for granting me permission to say what i have come to say.I am not going to take up your valuable time but i do have to bring to your notice and make you aware of what all this case will bring up in the court and in the end what the public will end up hearing."

Raman's tone changed a bit and became a bit more serious " sir,if you persist on bringing mr.anwaruddins family too into this case,then we will bring up charges of more serious nature,such as intent to defame and malign a decent family and these day,defamation charges are pretty stiff once proved.So,i request you to not proceed in this rather uncalled for manner and let us settle this out of court and end this once for all."

Krishnaswamy " Just what i though you were going to say and you will think the same after hearing what i have to say and that is,i will not rest until i have ruined anwaruddin and his family and i will keep on doing it until they have vanished from this earth."

And then with a look of disgust on his face " now you can get the hell out of my building and don't ever try to contact me again or try to enter this building for i will have you beaten and your bones broken and will file a criminal complaint against you."

Leaning forward,krishnaswamy iyer,pressed a button and yelled " send security to my floor and tell them that there is a man here who is physically threatening me."

Raman sighed and shook his head sadly and then rather leaving,reached into his coat pocket and brought out digital voice recorder and switching it on placed it on the desk in front of krishnaswamy iyer.

In the quiet and private space of the boss of unicorn steel,his voice loudly yelling and screaming could be clearly heard and the expression changed slowly on the rich man's face.

The slim,grey digital voice recorder played out the scene that had obviously been the last meeting between anwarudddin and krishnaswamy iyer in the very same office,now echoed the anger of that moment.

" You bloody,cheap bas***d.You think you can wriggle your cheap daughters looks before my son and try to take over my company and my money.I will kill you,destroy your whole family before that happens.My son is an ignorant young man and you are trying to pimp your daughter and make her sleep with him.what do you think you can achieve by that?you think i will let my bloody son marry your filthy prostitute of a daughter."

The sudden cries of a scared and heart broken anwaruddin could be heard as he pleaded ignorance " Sir,please,i had no clue about this until last week.i will not allow this wedding to happen,but please as a father i beg of you to not use such filthy words when talking about her."

The recorder spoke " Father and daughter.maybe you should start a brothel somewhere and you can pimp that prostitute and make some money for you are going to need every paisa of it for fighting all the cases i am going to bring against you and your family."

Raman reached and switched off the recorder and was about to place it back in his coat,when the elevators opened and two security men rushed in and looked at their boss.

Krishnaswamy iyer looked at them " That guy has a small equipment in his coat.take it from him and after a few slaps,throw him out and also call the police and ask them to come here and arrest this cheap advocate."

Raman stood up and taking the digital recorder from his coat pocket,placed it on the table and looked at both the tough and fit looking security men "Take it,if you can."


True spirit of Judo is nothing but the gentle and diligent free spirit. Judo rests on flexible action of mind and body. The word flexible however never means weakness but something more like adaptability and open mindedness. Gentleness always overcomes strength.Kyuzo Mifune


The two security men looked at raman,a slim maybe lean looking lawyer but did not have a clue as to who stood before them.For who stood before them was three time tamilnadu state judo champion,who could have easily become a national champion and gone on to world ratings if he had not had been involved in the accident.

Raman who until then had stood politely,with the proper posture,now breathed and visibly relaxed and then the first security guard rushed towards him,trying to grab his collar and Raman moved,slowly,subtly and to his left,which was the right of the oncoming guard and grabbing his hand,twisted and threw him gracefully over his shoulder and the man fell with a thud on the carpet and the other man screaming ran towards raman who just side stepped at the last moment and stuck his leg out and sent the guard sprawling to the floor.

Raman looked at both of the men who lay looking up at him " That was just a warning and the next time you try to do that,i will break your hands and legs and you will be crippled for life.so,stay on the ground until i leave ."

Turning to krishnaswamy iyer " you want this recorder,please take it and i would have given it if you had only asked for it.That simple."

Raman,reached into his shirt pocket and picking up a card,gently placed it on the table in front of krishnaswamy iyer and tapping it " Do you see what that says mr.krishnaswamy? It states my name s.raman and my qualification.But down below,it also states who i am and that is a committee member of the bar council of tamilnadu and pondicherry.Now,i want you to ponder over that and to all the liabilities that you will have to face for this attack on me.But i am not going to press any charges for i still think that inside you there is a great man,a kind man who can overcome the angry father,the hurt father and in the end be just a good and kind human being."

Picking up his coat,raman placed it on his left arm and then picked up the files he was carrying and looked at krishnaswamy iyer " Sir,you are older,wiser and more experienced than me.so,i hope and pray that you will come to your senses and make the right call here.You want to sue my client mr.anwaruddin for late payment and dishonoring the deadline,okay,i understand and will even agree that you are in the right.But,please do not bring the family and their reputation to court and defame their name and lives.I beg of you.But if you still insist on maintaining the same mindset,then i will be forced to use this recording and then you have only yourself to blame for that.

By the way,even after everything,your son might still end up marrying jameela and if that happens,what will you do next."

Raman calmly walked to the elevator and pressed the button and waited for it to come back again and the two security guards timidly followed him into the elevator and raman did not even bother to notice them.

The two men stood away,giving raman space and they stood with their head bent down in shame and just as the ground floor was reached,one man mumbled " sorry sir,please,we have to do as we are told."

Raman nodded " But you know the line between right and wrong?correct" and walked out of the building,tapping the uber app,requesting a ride back to Egmore to Rangachari and associates.


Those who are skilled in combat do not become angered, those who are skilled at winning do not become afraid. Thus the wise win before they fight, while the ignorant fight to win.Zhuge Liang


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Posted: 8 years ago
These are some of my favourite pop songs i grew up on in the 80's and 90's

Cutting Crew - (I Just) Died In Your Arms

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dOwHzCHfgA


Paula Abdul - Rush, Rush

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqyIaNWP0T0


Jennifer Rush - The Power Of Love

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_zHQ6kFuQ0


Phil Collins - One More Night

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKVq-P3z5Vg


Genesis - Hold On My Heart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4pLqznEe3I


The Cars - Drive

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuZA6qiJVfU


Leo Sayer - When I Need You

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krVWqI7sW1E


Simply Red - If You Don't Know Me By Now

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTcu7MCtuTs


Mr. Mister - Broken Wings

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nKhN1t_7PEY









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Posted: 8 years ago
Redemption 201

You do not choose your destiny, it chooses you. And those that knew you before Fate took you by the hand cannot understand the depth of the changes inside. They cannot fathom how much you stand to lose in failure...that you are the instrument of flawless design. And all of life may hang in the balance. The hero learns quickly who can comprehend and who merely stands in your way.

Rudran walked out of the computer room and the door locked and sealed itself in the safety of encryption that would take the most powerful computers many years to breakdown its password and he walked towards the dining hall where kandaswamy mudaliyar sat sipping coffee and reading the newspaper.

Rudran hesitatingly " Sir,i need a huge favor and i apologise for this unexpected request"and kandaswamy putting down the cup of coffee,looked at Rudran " What is it Rudran?"

Rudran looked at him " i need to fly out to delhi right away and i was wondering if you could charter a plane for me on such short notice.I would have taken a military plane but none are available right now and all the commercial flights are booked and the next one is nearly three hours away and right now,every second is important and vital to national security."

Kandaswamy mudaliyar looked at rudran with a smile " how soon can you be ready to leave?" and rudran " twenty minutes."

" Okay,then hurry up and i will do th needful" and watching rudran rush towards where renuka was,picked up his mobile and spoke into it."


Rudran hurried into the bathroom and quickly shaved,showered and coming out into the bedroom found renuka sitting up and seeing him " Rudy,why are you getting ready so early?" and rudran hurried to her side and gently cupping her face "Renu,something important has come up and i am flying out to delhi right away and will be back by night.I am sorry but i cannot sit here,doing nothing as something terrible is unfolding in our capital."


Renuka looked at him " of course rudy,just take care and for gods sake don't do the disappearing act on us again."

Rudran kissed her and stood up and dropping his towel,slipped into his underwear while renuka shamelessly ogled at him,enjoying her mans nudity and getting into a dark fitted formal trouser and a white shirt to go with it,rudran slipped into his black shoes and bent his head to plant another wet kiss on renu's lips and both heard the loud noises of the rotor blades as the private helicopter slowly landed on the helipad above kandaswamys roof and rudran with a smile " it is a good feeling to be a billionaire and to have all these great goodies at ones disposal."

Renuka hugged him tenderly " Baby,all of it is now yours and is rightfully being used by its future owner.Now go on and hurry back."

Rudran ran to the roof and saw kandaswamy mudaliyar standing there and exchanging an hug,jumped into the helicopter and it took off and headed in the direction of the airport which it reached in five minutes.

The head of airport security was waiting with a car,ready to take rudran to the jet that was already warmed and waiting to fly into the blue sky.

Rudran shook the man's hand and thanking him walked towards the Gulfstream G650 that appeared like a metal eagle shimmering in white color and whining as its twin rolls royce engines,spun at high Rpm and announcing to the world that it was not only currently the most expensive private jet that was available in the market but also the fastest among the current private competitors.

Rudran got into the private jet and strapping himself gave a thumbs up signal to the pilot who spoke to the air control tower person and with the runway free and signal to take off given,the private jet carrying rudran in its womb taxied slowly and then accelerated and left the clutches of mother earth effortlessly,although it could never,ever hope to leave the embrace of earth's gravity for that would require the mighty engines of space rockets.

As always it never failed to amaze rudran as to how a metal object weighing many tons could escape into flight and tears nearly filled his eyes both in sadness and rage for the thought that man who was capable of such wonderful and miraculous feats could also needlessly kill and maim countless innocent lives.

Taking out the sat phone,he hesitated only for a second before calling major param and informing him of his arrival to delhi and was told that a vehicle would be ready and waiting for him.

Rudran breathed deeply as if he was unconsciously trying to cast away the panic that threatened to pounce on him and the frustrating part was he had no clue as to what was causing this unknown emotion that had only recently begun to encroach on his soul.

Then he dialed a number from memory and from which he had been called just once and far away in madurai,dhana picked up on the second ring and answered " Rudran" and rudran " dhana,something major is unfolding and all the signals point to india and i am on my way to delhi to find out exactly what is going on and what the true nature of this new,emerging darkness is."

Dhana" rudran,tell me exactly what it is you saw and maybe i can give you my thoughts on it although you are better placed to know more for you have a military background and an eye for sorting out the answer among the maze that is before you."

Rudran quickly but clearly explained to dhana the photos that had been sent by mossad,the Israeli intelligence for the photos showed a man,many men boarding flights in airports from all around the world."

" But dhana,i don't think it is one man but several who are flyin in to the country and i guess that you know by now who their targets are."

Dhana cursed softly " Rudran,please stay in touch and keep updating me about any new developments and i will do the same.You are getting married tomorrow and somehow this new threat is not just a coincidence and i am wondering if you should postpone your wedding for some other day."

" Dhana,i too was thinking the same thing and there is still time for that decision.I will keep you posted and i will call you the moment i know more.Bye for now."


" Rudy.listen to me for i need to tell you something very important and if i don't do it now,then we might not get a chance to talk about it in the future.I know this might come as a shock to you but i want you to trust dr.otto hauptman when the time comes for he is our ally and has been an important ally for a long time."

Rudran sat still,shocked that dhana would know dr.otto and dhana continued " Rudy,all of us who carry the mark are blessed with powers beyond normal human species but you do not carry the mark on your body and yet you know and i know that you are part of the light.So,where is the mark that bestows,brands and makes it known to the darkness that you are a chosen one,a warrior born to do battle,protect and defend all that is good and kind in this world."

Rudran slightly lost and confused " Dhana,i am not sure what or where you are leading to?But why are these markings so important."

Dhana " Rudran,you haven't had the time to go through our history like i have done these past few years that i have been missing from the public and that time was spent in perumalvaram and in the belly of the mountain,going through and reading all about our world's history from the ancient times.In one of the books,a legend,a warrior came from the light and unlike other warriors his markings were not on his body but on his heart.This was found by a wise old man after the warrior died fighting single handedly an army of thousand men and he left none alive.But the wounds he suffered were very tremendous and eventually he died or let his spirit slip away."

Rudran " Okay dhana,but how does it concern my situation and how does it matter if the markings are on my heart itself."

" Rudran,that is where the story gets lost and becomes confusing for it only says that the warrior was not one but two and that when they thought he had been killed,he rose from the darkness and eventually led his side to victory.I am sorry for i know it is all very confusing but i repeat trust dr.otto if it comes to that."

" Okay dhana,i will do as you tell me but this legend who died and came back and who was marked on his heart,where was he from,our country or from outside?"

" The story is from the land of egypt,nearly four thousand years ago and the warrior is the one who was supposed to have united upper and lower Egypt and his name was Narmer."

Rudran's brain whizzed at speeds nearing that of light and it took just a few milliseconds for his memory to assimilate and bring the answer that came out of his lips " Is this the same man and the egyptian king who is depicted on the Narmer Palette which is on display in the egyptian museum of cairo and who is credited for unifying upper egypt and lower egypt and who started the mighty rule of the pharaohs."

Dhana whistled softly " That was quick even for men like us and yes,i am talking about the same man.The Narmer Palette shows him wearing the white crown of upper egypt and the red crown of lower egypt and this was done after he led his army to victory over the libyans."

" Okay dhana,but what does all this mean and isn't there a conflict between the historians about who the first rule was,Narmer or the unknown legend Menes" asked rudran and dhana " Narmer is supposed to be one king according to history but our chronicles state that they were two,identical twins although one is supposed to have died at a very young age and then it gets even more confusing and even i am not sure what they heck it all means."

Rudran slightly irritated " This is all so confusing Dhana and i am not sure that i want to fill my head with all this stuff right now" and dhana pacifying him " Rudran,this is very important information and it is something which defines who you are and what you will go on to do.rudran and bhairav were born as twins and yet bhairav is dead like you know and feel and i too feel the same and also you do not carry markings on your body but you and me know who you are."

Rudran " so? so what?" and dhana whispered " it means that you have the strength that equals 100's like me.You single-handedly can take on countless warriors who are like us as Narmer did on the battle fields of ancient egypt."

" Dhana,who were those men Narmer fought against in that battle" asked rudran in hushed tones and dhanashekara pandyan " demons from hell rudy but finish your wedding and come and see me in perumalvaram and then you can see and read for yourself,my brother.When you have time,recollect all the things you know about Amun ra."

" Amun Ra,dhana,isn't he the most important deity in all of ancient egypt and wasn't he the coming together of the two powerful gods Amun and Ra,the sun god."

" Yes,rudran and they came together after Narmer or menes won that battle against the libyans.But bye for now and i will see you soon in madurai."

The private jet carrying rudran to delhi had been flying for nearly thirty minutes and he looked up to see one of the pilots coming towards him.

The pilot shook hands and apologised " Sorry mr.rudran,we took off in a hurry and there was not enough time for the cabin crew to come along with us.So,it is just me at your service and all i can offer is black coffee or tea.What is your preference?"

Rudran smiled " Thank you very much.I would like a coffee please and i am sorry for the trouble."

The pilot pouring the coffee into the cup " No problem sir and we are here to serve our boss and his guests.The cockpit door is open and if you need anything just press that button on your hand rest."

Rudran sipped the hot,black brew and the steam that rose from the cup covered his face and from the depths of memory,Bhairav whispered " It is time rudy.Soon it will be time and i will as always be the shield,the wall that protects you."

Back in Madurai,Dhana finally realised the plot that had been hatched and who all the mysterious men were for his senses now picked up their trail and he knew what had to be done.

He looked at all of them who sat around him " War,we are going to war tonight and there is no turning back from this.This battle has to be fought tonight for otherwise it will be too late and the balance might tilt too much towards the darkness and it will become impossible for him to handle all this on his own."

He looked at all of them " I consider it my privilege and honor to fight beside all of you.Tonight,blood will be spilt and lives lost.I am not going to lie to you for what we are going to face is a sin,a disease that has been unleashed by an unseen evil.But he will have to face Rudran who will hunt him down,no matter where he hides or who he hides behind."

"It is so small a thing, the life of a man, and yet there is time to do great things, fragments of a common task."- Paul Gauguin

Narmer

Narmer was an ancient Egyptian king of the Early Dynastic Period. Probably the successor to the Protodynastic king Ka, or possibly Scorpion. Some consider him the unifier of Egypt and founder of the First Dynasty, and in turn the first king of a unified Egypt.

Narmer's identity is the subject of ongoing debates, although the dominant opinion among Egyptologists identifies Narmer with the pharaoh Menes, who is renowned in the ancient Egyptian written records as the first king, and the unifier of Ancient Egypt. Narmer's identification with Menes is based on the Narmer Palette (which shows Narmer as the unifier of Egypt) and the two necropolis seals from the Umm el-Qa'ab cemetery of Abydos that show him as the first king of the First Dynasty.

The date commonly given for the beginning of Narmer's reign is ca. 3,100 BC.Other mainstream estimatings, using both the historical method and Radiocarbon dating, are in the range ca. 32732987 BC.

Although highly inter-related, the question of "who was Menes? and who unified Egypt? are actually two separate issues. Narmer is often credited with the unification of Egypt by means of the conquest of Lower Egypt by Upper Egypt. While Menes is traditionally considered the first king of Ancient Egypt, Narmer has been identified by the majority of Egyptologists as the same person as Menes. Although vigorously debated (Hor-Aha, Narmer's successor, is the primary alternative identified as Menes by many authorities), the predominant opinion is that Narmer was Menes.

The famous Narmer Palette, discovered by James E. Quibell in the 1897-1898 season at Hierakonpolis, shows Narmer wearing the crown of Upper Egypt on one side of the palette, and the crown of Lower Egypt on the other side, giving rise to the theory that Narmer unified the two lands. Since its discovery, however, it has been debated whether the Narmer Palette represents an actual historic event or is purely symbolic.Of course, the Narmer Palette could represent an actual historical event while at the same time having a symbolic significance.




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Posted: 8 years ago
Some of my favourite tamil songs from the 70's and 80's

Innaiku intha paadalgal, illai devagaanangal ketkum pothu en manam pataam poochi pola pada padukuthu,thudi thudikuthu.

Iniya isai vendam kadavule nalla tamil sol pothum endru mandraadugiren.Aanaal,kadavule ipozhuthu thaan ketkum isaiyai maatri kondu,kuthu,gaana vendru engeyo sendru marainthu vitaan,

kaalangal maari kondirukirathu aanaal en manam intha pazhaiya kavithaigalai uyirai pidithu kozhvathu pol pidithu kondirikarathu.viduvathaga illai,uyire ponaalum,idhalgalil intha sorkal asainthuvaare naan moochu viduvathaga mudivu seithu vitten.

Vaa Ponmayile

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Y5RBLnus1Q


Poonthalir Aada - Panneer Pushpangal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crO9G1iUzGI


etho ninaivugal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blx2qZmECXs


Deiveega Ragam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGgjdVCOF0U


Ore Naal Unnai Naan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=th3LJyFDZzY



Andamanai Paarungal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7Zq7XI_1TY


Ninaivale Silai Seithu

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvFu-gm0UuY


Iyarkai Ennum Ilayakanni

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rfdw0GQ7yhc



Ooru Sanam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrBIA5WPDDU


Vetti Veru Vasam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0lYy2cdZrA


Rasave Unnanambi Intha Rosapoo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jllcMzBao48










Edited by deepak_satish - 8 years ago
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Posted: 8 years ago
Haircut and Hair problems

Until the film " Guru" with kamalhaasan released,i had not given much importance to the brown and little black stuff called hair that crowned my persona.Growing up myy entire thoughts consciously and unconsciously were always about the goodies that would come from either bangalore or brought home by the steady visitors that dropped in to my aunts house where i and a whole lot of my cousin sisters and brothers grew up and how many books i could read in a day and my reading began from kumudham,pesum padam to all the romance novels that my sisters read and they included mills and boon and barbara cartland.I read,consumed everything from age 11 or 12 i think and although i didn't understand much about lips,kisses and passion,i kind of knew it had something to with roses touching each other and swans necking each other when mgr reached for saroja devi or shivaji reached for,okay saroja devi( a whole lot of reaching) and i kind of weirdly looked searchingly at all my adult family faces and i was strictly told not to look at the screen.

Hair and its care were largely under the purview of my grandmom and women who floated in and floated out of our hemisphere and many were called just by their names or simply "Akka" and that was done.

This title,uncle and aunty is so goddamn helpful and it is like the film actresses introducing their lovers,boy friends or whoever those men are who inhabit their caravans or tag along to locations and shooting spots as their " cousin,distant cousin or distant relative." But the film industry has changed and so have i.

Once every month,me and the other lilliput's were rounded up like cattle and sheep and made to strip and then warm oil was rubbed into our bodies and scalp and we sat ranging from ages to 3 up to me,the oldest of the lilliputs at 11 and well,even then i could spew,spill the nastiest,crudest curses and my english reading had given dimensions to my filthy vocabulary and i chanted curses until my time came for a bath.

Damn that copper boiler and the coal under its backside for all the hot water it could produce was two buckets and my generous elders used to finish that,exhaust that on everyone else and i would sit cursing all of them and i cursed pretty damn well.

Imagine a beautiful sunday morning,and breakfast out of the way,me and five others would assemble on the road and begin to play cricket and it was bloody good and competitive and it started at 9.00 am and would end at about 12.30 am when we were all done and dusted.hungry,tired,dehydrated we would crawl back to our homes,eat and sleep like dead bodies and then up and about again by 3.30 pm or 4.00 pm and back to cricket again.

With my head and body covered in oil and wearing some old,torn knickers that was specially reserved for oil baths and that had holes like those sexy actresses had in those sleazy films,back in 70's and 80's,i sat as the sounds of bat meeting ball carried to my bloody good ears and i cursed them who had discovered oil and cursed god for hair and its care.

But,going back in time,i think the only time my eyes went to my head and hair were when i got my head shaved in tirupati,three times and a cheap cloth cap was placed and i was proclaimed the new king of " Mottai" and understandingly,every one in school,friends and foes sniggered " Dei mottat or otha mottai dei" and i could not wait for my tresses and curls to grow back and they always did.

My aunt had made her and our residence in nungambakkam,opposite gemini church and there was a saloon opposite the road in which we lived in and one sunday morning,with 2 rupees,i marched into the saloon and sat on the huge chair and looking at the master of the saloon,whimpered,whined " Kamal cut.Guru padathula"

I was under the impression,that i was the only fan of kamal hassan and that we both secretly had a pact of friendship and all that was broken and my castle came crashing down,hearing the saloon guy " Idhu enna guru paithiyam puduchirukku ellarukkum" and then looking at my head,hair thoroughly " Enda thambi,thalaikku ennaiye vekka matiya.yen ippadi parattai madhiri irukku."

I rolled my big brown eyes and he went to work on my head and that was a short cut and also the first time that i combed my hair back and over my head,whereas i had been combing it sideways,with a side parting all those years.

Needless to say,all my classmates followed suit and the kamal style and looks was in,although the bell bottoms went by us for we were still in shorts.But if my memory serves me well,i did get a bell bottom pant stitched for some wedding and that was the only time i ever scraped,swept mother earth with my pants.


All the love and care that my elders had showered on my hair went for a toss when i was cast away into hostel and well,no more oil baths,no more sundays ruined but sadly my hair that was black with a brown tinge,went completely brown like that of vikram in the film " pithamagan" and only in later years after my girl became my wife that the hair finally saw fertilizers and other good things being rubbed into it.

I got into acting,acted,kuppai kottufied and only in 2013 when i shaved my head for the film Ramanujan,did i see that finally age and recession were visible with my receding hairline.My kind of semi wavy,semi curly hair falsely covered my receding hairline and presented an illusion to me and the world but the shaved nut clearly displayed grounds that were fertile and infertile.

Like when i was 11,in my 40's i shrugged " Poda machaan,mayira pochu" and wondered if i would get more film offers if i became bald but sadly it is not so for one has to be bald,fat and importantly look old.

Being a member of chinna thirai nadigar sangam,i on a daily basis get messages on whats app about casting for new films and i give you an example as to what i face everyday and sadly for a few more years or more.


The message said " big hero,big budget film.male artists wanted for hero and heroines father character and should be between 40 and 45" and i thought okay and sent a few pics with beard,clean shaven,shaven head etc.

the next day,an assistant director called me " Sir,you have sent photos and i just want to tell you that the hero and second hero has already been cast.sorry sir" and i " Sorry,you are mistaken for i sent the photos for the father characters."

The assistant director " sir,father character should be between 40 to 50 and not below 40.You are too young for that.sorry sir."

I sat quietly and wondered whether i should cry or laugh and i think in my soul i did both.being fair,fit,tall and portraying a reasonably educated look are not what is required in my line and yet somehow i have managed 21 years and modelled in more than 450 ad assignments,40 tv serials in tamil,telugu,malayalam and 7 films with the eighth releasing next month.

So i look in the mirror and at my hair and pray " recede,shed,vanish and disappear and maybe then completely bald,i will get some mature character roles."

I guess time will come,time will tell and hair or no hair,life will go on.

But coming back to the title of this lament,thought.Getting a good haircut is very much like getting treated by a good doctor,a good teacher who you can vibe well and in the same breath,just as rare.

Today,i mean the present days' craze for latest styles in clothes,hair,foot wear and inner wear means that i too have succumbed,forced,dragged into following or maintaining some semblance with current trends in clothes and looks.

Clothes is easy for it is all slim fit and i can carry that off okay and footwear too i don't have much problems for i have been faithfully following red tape,lee cooper and their stuff is good enough.

Hair,crap it is back to hair and that became a problem when the saloon i was frequenting for nearly 8 years shut down and then it was back to trial and error and just when i think i have found the right person to chop my locks, either he will start his own saloon somewhere far away or vanish without a trace.

Limelite,toni and guy,essensuals,saloon margherita,7 degrees,senthil saloon,victory saloon and there you have it.I began my haircut voyage on my own armed with a pink 2 rupee not and now off late,i swipe my credit or debit card for 750 bucks for a hair cut and that too is not satisfactory or up to the mark.

I confess that my head and in my hair lies the root of the problem for my hair grows in different time scales in different shapes on my nut.

The hair on my left side grows in waves and very quickly while the hair on my right side grows straight and very slowly.So,just after a week,i stand and see my hair on the lift trying to flap and lift me of the ground while the hair on the right points down to ground on stubs saying " Mayira pochu,mannu thinga pora odambu mela evallavu aasai."

But the cop role that i took in the doomed,failed serial " Abirami" with actress Gowthami made me realise that a cop look haircut suited my rather long nose and long cucumber face shape and people tell me i do look like a cop.So happy and well,when i am jobless i just get that style done which is easy and quick and my current stylist " Mahendran" owner of saloon mahendra sighs in happiness when he sees my backside exiting his domain for i will crib,complain and whine and finally,the man,half my age will look sternly and admonish me " Mottai podatumma saar.neenga nadigar,so konjam mudi irakkanum.thedeerunnu ethavathu role vantha intha police cutoda pogamudiyuma."

What he actually means is ( Enakku theriyum,nee mudittu okaru) and that is what is do as he goes about his work.

Today is sunday but i am happy for i have already finished my hair cut and short and free i can go for my long run,walk,crawl all over the roads of chennai.

I wish all of you a great sunday and give you my love and kisses.Be well people and in case the last chapter of redemption was a bit confusing,dont be confused for i will connect the dots soon in the coming chapters.

Bye from satish for now and see you all pretty soon with more love and drama from Jannal oram.
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Sitting in the backseat of the uber sedan,Raman looked at the world outside as the car passed those that stood still and those that moved.As always,he looked at the car and thought how similar they all looked and felt once you were seated inside and it did not matter whether it was a merc,bmw or a corolla.

Raman watched carefully and he counted many toyota innovas carrying both commercial and passenger plates in yellow and black and laughed to himself and the driver,a middle aged veteran of cars and traffic gazed at with respect and curiosity in the rear view mirror " Sir,please don't tell me that me,the car and my driving are so funny that they are making you laugh."

Raman caught the drivers eyes in the mirror " Sorry,i was laughing at all the toyota innovas that are flooding the roads and the sudden decision by toyota to stop production of its hit model Qualis that was selling like hot cakes at that time."

The uber driver's face lit up with a pleasant expression " i drove the qualis for about a year for a company.very good vehicle sir and i like most others were very disappointed when toyota decided to halt production of a hit model.Even today,old qualis vehicles are in great demand and although the innova was a fantastic replacement,the qualis remains an all time favourite."

Raman and the driver like most men who are obsessed with cars,bikes and road rides slowly began the conversation thus and raman " there is a belief that toyota had positioned and marketed the qualis as a family vehicle but all taxi and tour operators took to is like a mother takes to its child and more commercial vehicles were in use than passenger ones.Apparently,toyota were not too happy about their premium product being used by yellow board taxi operators and decided to stop it and then launched a totally new model called the Innova and yet nearly eight years later,the same has happened and the toyota and its vehicles are more widely used by cab drivers and tour operators."

The driver nodded " Nalla vandi saar,low maintenance and problem free company like the honda.Nambi vaangalaam.Not like that tata vehicles,rusty and noisy buckets and absolutely no resale value."

Then looking in the rear view mirror " Saar,what car do you drive?" and raman " an old santro that i bought second hand and i am thinking if i should exchange it for another vehicle."

" Sir,if it aint broke there is no need to fix it.If the car is running well then just stick with it.How many kms has the car run sir?"

" I think about 25,000 kms " and the driver smiling " No worries boss,you can safely run that car for another lakh or more kms without having to worry about engine or clutch.Just get the service done on time and in the company and the car will thank you for it."

Then a bit more seriously " sir,please don't get offended but all this obsession with new cars,new phones,new television sets is all too crazy i think.ellam chumma,impress panrathukku sir.You buy a brand new bmw for 60 or 70 lakhs and then sell it after one year,you will not get even half the price you paid for it and yet people keep changing cars so quickly and you have to wonder as to how much money they are losing .Those days,cars and bikes used to be in the family for ten,twenty years or even more but today everything is about fast.fast food,fast sex,fast cricket,fast love,fast bikes and cars and it is mind boggling to say the least.it is scary to think how the world will be in the next ten years."

Raman smiled " We have gotten used to so much and we will get used to that too."

With both having exchanged their views,the driver pressed a button on his music system that had some funny japanese name and raman knew for sure that it would have been made in china and the heavenly voice and music combo of spb and ilayaraja filled the car with the song " Kaathalin deepam ondru" from the film thambikku endha ooru and both driver and raman exchanged looks of appreciation and pleasure and both shook their heads sadly for they knew that a golden age had come and gone.

The driver looked at raman " sir,i am sure that even after a thousand years have passed,someone somewhere will hear these songs and wonder about the genius who composed and the other genius who completed the composition by singing it."

" Saar,you are an advocate and you look like you are a really good one so please answer my question as to what the problem was between spb and ilayaraja?"

" the usual problem,global problem and that is money.Ilayaraja sir wanted the organisers in america to pay his share of revenues they were earning and pocketing through the events that they had organised and spb got caught in the middle.In the end,ilayaraja was right and that is his music is used,downloaded and played on radios and tvs without paying him a single penny.It is thought that the maestro has lost nearly 200 crores of revenue and just because he was quiet and did not make a big fuss about it.We in india have gotten used to free this free that and resort to music piracy and video piracy without a second thought about the owners and how much they lose because of it."

Like right now,you are playing an mp3 that you downloaded or purchased without ilayaraja not earning anything from it.But forget people like you and me and we will talk about mobile service operators who use his music for ring tones,tv programmes who play his music day in and day out,fm radios who play at least 50 songs everyday on their stations and now think,calculate as to how many copyright laws they are breaking and how much money the maestro is losing."

The driver casually " sir,the film released,everybody were paid and so why demand more money?"

Raman " it is konjam complicated and maybe we will talk about it the next time we meet up for we have reached my office."

Paying the driver,raman waved back and walked into rangachari and associates and the office secretary called out his name and told him that the boss wanted to meet him the moment he stepped in to the office.

Raman thought " unicorn owner krishnaswamy there and now rangachari and associates boss krishnaswamy here.Maybe today is krishna jayanthi and i should have my lunch in sri krishna vilas today."

He had been wanting to call jeeva but decided that reporting to his boss was more important and walked into the hallowed space of krishnaswamy iyer.




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I travelled to Hyderabad via train and back to chennai and as always i got pretty tense,nervous,not with thoughts about the important meeting that i went for but the time that it takes to go and come back and what to do with the time when i am wide awake,my beating heart and dreaming soul both aching to write and run in the morning air.

For me,a person who wakes up by 2 or 2.30 am,it is bloody difficult to sit still,lie still and listen to the people around me slumbering in their sleep,snoring,twisting and turning in their berths.

I boarded the train at chennai central at 6.20 pm and spent the time until dinner chatting,working out stuff regarding the next mornings agenda and about the meeting itself.My sleep caught me at at about 9.30 pm and thnakfully since we both had the side berths,i told my director friend that i would take the lower berth since i could sit and stare outside my window while everybody slept on.

I think i came awake at about 2.00 and lying still,i reached and opened the curtains and continued to stare at the world outside,Thankfully,the night sky was clear and the thick train windows were clean and i lay gazing at the stars that shone,twinkled their light far,far away.I lost myself in the night sky and with a smile stared on as every now and then,trains rushed past screaming on the parallel tracks and in the dark,the trains and their compartments carrying goods and sometimes passengers rushed past like jurassic park monsters.Many a time,the train,charminar express screamed as brakes were applied and the metal wheels screeched on the metal tracks and groaned to a halt and sometimes to a shuffling speed.

As we neared hyderabad,the clouds gathered and they put up a lightning show as i streaks bolting down to earth as if the lord of heavens Indra was throwing his mighty Vajra weapon at some unseen enemy.The rain drops smacked the windows withe their tiny feet and not getting a hold on the slippery glass outside,slithered down the compartment and soon the windows looked like they were crying,hundreds of tears and my soul went to work.

I wanted to reach through the windows and wipe those tears away and it was just not possible and i felt it was the same as it is not possible to wipe all the tears we see brimming in the eyes of passing strangers.

The return trip was at 5.15 in secundarabad station and sadly this time it was not the side berth and cursing my luck i sat and watched everyone with a pleasant smile on my face.But the time from then until at about 11.00 pm was made up with the sounds of laughter,baby talk and crying of Bhuvanya,a seven month old baby girl who sat opposite me.

Dressed in pink,she too looked at me and whispered secretly that she wanted to get down,walk,crawl,fly and explore the train.She kept staring at me and i kept smiling at her,making odd noises and catching her attention and then extended my arms and she reached out too and came into them and sat on my lap and both of old and young watched the world outside as the sun set and the night came up.

She kept putting her tiny,tender paws in my calloused paws and i think i made a fool of myself,by konjufying her,talking to her in her baby language and yet time passed so quickly and soon it was dinner time for me and feeding time for her and then she went to sleep and i slept in the lower berth.Somewhere,at about 11.30 pm,they got down in their station and bhuvanya went her way and i slept on,on my way to chennai.

Next day,as we reached basin bridge in the early hours,my director friend looked at me " You would have made a great dad satish" and i smiled and told him " no,boss,me and that baby did not connect as father and child but rather baby with another baby" and his eyes crossed and shaking his head,went to his home and i rode back to my home.
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Jeeva sat in her cabin,staring at the desk top and after carefully checking and making sure the mail had all the attachments,pressed the send button and off it went into digital space that spoke only in binary codes that consisted of 0 and 1 and into her boss K.k.Agarwal's e-mail account.

She glanced at the round clock above the door to her cabin and it showed 12.30 pm and wondered if she should call Raman and then decided it was better to wait for him to call,just in case he was still stuck in that important meeting that he had been telling her about and then,just like that,her mobile flashed his name " Raman calling" and with a smile she picked up and said 'hi'.

Raman who had nearly entered his boss krishnaswamy iyer's room had held back and had made the call to jeeva.
'hi ma'am.How is your day going?' and jeeva with happiness filling her voice 'it was going okay until you called.But it is even better after hearing your voice."

Then remembering the meeting ' how did the meeting go?' and back in egmore,raman ' okay,i guess and we will have to wait and see how things proceed over the next few days and i have a couple of weeks before the hearing.'

' listen,i am going in to meet the big man and so i will call you after lunch.okay.' and jeeva 'okay.then why did you call now,just for these few minutes' and raman ' ma'am,for me every moment i hear your voice or am just sitting next to you,looking at you is very precious and i hope you know that and if you haven't realised that,then you better start please understanding it now.Bye for now.I love you.'

Raman ended the call and placing the mobile in silent mode,knocked and entered the room of his boss and mentor krishnaswamy iyer.

Krishnaswamy iyer,had his head buried in his hands and was staring at the files on top of his table and shaking his head wearily,closed it and looked at raman 'so,how was the morning's meeting.Seeing you back here in one piece is proof enough that it went your way.'

Raman sat down 'okay,nothing surprising and totally predictable.But i told him what needed to be told and it is up to him to do the right thing and i think he will toe the line and drop the charges against our clients family.'

Krishnaswamy iyer leaned back and placing his hands behind his head ' come on,give it up my young prodigy and please brighten this old man's dreary day.What happened? what really happened and how did he react when you requested him to withdraw his case against anwaruddin's family.'

Raman smiled and then slowly narrated the whole meeting to his boss,without leaving out one bit of information and krishnaswamy iyer came forward and looked into raman's eyes ' great job raman.But what about the security men and how did you manage them?'

Raman remained silent for just a few seconds ' i dazzled them with my reasoning and cross examinations and they kind of agreed that i was on the right.'

Krishnaswamy iyer's eyes twinkled with laughter ' good job.It looks like,that in the end,love will triumph over money,power and authority and i am glad that the young gurumurthy is a better man than his father.'

Pausing for a second,Krishnaswamy iyer looked at raman and then hesitated and thought for a few moments and raman saw the conflict and hesitation on his mentor's face 'sir,how can i be of service?' and krishnaswamy facing raman ' it is a bit delicate and yet i could not say no.This concerns a custody case between a late friends son and his in-laws.I would not have taken it up,but this boy practically grew up on my lap and i am very fond of him and when he asked for my help,i could not send him to someone else.'

krishnaswamy iyer looked at raman ' how many cases are you working on right now?' and raman thought just for a second ' the anwaruddin case that is both civil and criminal,ashok mehtas case,the bakery babu's case that is on the verge of being settled and a few minor tax evasion cases.But,one more case is not going to hurt my work too much sir and if it does,i will come back to you and we will take a call on it.'

krishnaswamy iyer leaned back and made a face of pain and looked at raman ' you know raman,more than getting old the painful bit is how all your joints begin to creak,moan and groan with years of use.My lower back has been troubling me for sometime now and i have even given up golf now and try to do some yoga with my daughter rohini.

Anyway,coming back to this case i was talking about.This gentleman's name is shreekanth and he is the only son of my late friend Basudev and vidya.Vidya passed away a few years after shreekant got married and basu just went a few years ago due to liver problems.Shreekant is a wonderful man and a great human being and was happily married to sudha and settled in canada.But,tragically a few years ago,sudha got hit by a drunk driver and died on the spot,leaving shreekanth with his two year old daughter and yet he has been a wonderful father to her and also a mother to her.'

Krishnaswamy iyer paused and raman sadly observed 'nothing remains happy or eternal and as we see on a daily basis,tragedy seems to strike just when everything is going well and smoothly.'

'very true raman,and it seems that nothing is going well with shreekanth and his daughter and now his in-laws have filed a case against him and the father-in-law is our home minister vaidyanathan.'

Raman whistled softly and krishnaswamy iyer nodded ' yes,pretty tricky and a messy case and you will face not only power,money but a hell of a lot of pressure from all sides.The sad thing is,that shreekanth's in-laws know that he is a great father and yet they have moved the court and have summoned him to chennai for a hearing.'

Raman did not hesitate even for a second ' i will take it sir and i will give it my best.'

krishnaswamy iyer smiled ' i know that raman.I have asked shreekanth to come to our office later this evening and we will all meet up here at 6.00 pm.Is that okay with you?'

Raman's thoughts were about jeeva and pushing it aside ' no problem sir.I will be at my desk,should you need me for anything else.'

krishnaswamy iyer thanked raman,who left the room and coming back to his chair,plonked himself and then catching,the all in all,jennifer's eye,who was the steno,secretary,receptionist for their firm' jenny,can you order a mini-meal for me,please' and with the lunch out of the way,decided to inform jeeva that he would not be seeing her that evening.



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"Time takes it all whether you want it to or not, time takes it all. Time bares it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again. Stephen King

The deep,soft leather covered seats embraced him and Rudran watching the earth flow past him as he flew past it on the private jet towards delhi,soon slowly drifted into a dreamy sleep.And as always,Bhairav came,tender,young,bold,brave and ready to protect and sat next to him.

' Rudy,don't worry about what will happen or who will die in this battle.But it will not be you for i am there and i will keep you safe from harm."

The tear shivered and trembled in the warriors face and rudran looked at Bhairav in his sleep and in his dreams ' but brother,you are dead and i am alive.Unless you have found a way to switch places,you will remain in my soul and in my dreams.But i will love you and i will do os until my breath is lost forever.'

Bhairav sat next to him and they both looked at ancient skies and Rudran stared first in surprise and the in curiosity at the skies " What night sky is this over us bhairav? What are those star configurations mean? Where are we and why are we here?'

' Rudy,we are people of the stars.You know this and yet you ask me this again and again.Look,observe and learn for this is what you are and where you are from.One day,you will see this and understand what has been done and what needs to be done and you will do it and avenge your defeats and you will have your redemption.'

Rudran looked at his brother ' Bhairav,how is that you know so much and yet you have been dead all this while.What is happening to me? Am i going mad finally like mother has and if that is so,then i will put a bullet in my head and end the torture,once and for all.'

Bhairav looked at Rudran 'what about renu? what about your son? what about your family and all the people who depend on you?'

Rudran growled angrily ' what about them? why does it have to be me always? can't i have a quiet life for myself and live peacefully.Haven't i suffered enough with losing you and now i have to go into battle and risk my life and that of my family.'

Bhairav looked away and his gaze on the stars 'it has always been like this,our path through life and death.The great warrior Azhagan asked the same question as his mother breathed her last in his arms and yet he rose and went to battle for the sake of other mothers and other children.I am one but remember all the brothers who depend on you and your brain.Rise now and rise out of this constant questioning for we are approaching delhi airport.'

Rudran came out of his dream,his deep sleep and came awake to see the pilot hovering near him and seeing rudran opening his eyes ' Mr.rudran,please fasten your seat belt for we are about to land.'

Rudran murmured thanks and mated the two pieces of belts and shook his head as he remembered vividly and clearly the words of bhairav and braced himself as the planes wheels touched down.The pilot landed the small jet like a butterfly landing on the petals of a flower and soon they were taxiing into a hangar meant only for private planes and as rudran got out he saw the green Toyota Innova parked with a driver inside and ready to move and a corporal stood outside in attention and saluted the moment he spotted Rudran.

' sir,good morning.do you need a few moments to stretch before we leave' and rudran shook his head ' no,no time.lets leave and ask the driver to go as fast as possible.Thank you corporal.'

The corporal whispered to the driver,who leant forward and switched on the red siren on top of the vehicle and with sounds

It took them the same two hours to reach their destination and the same two hours that it had taken for rudran to fly from chennai to delhi.

Rudran got out quickly and called renu,who answered on the first ring ' baby,have you landed in delhi' and rudran ' yes,renu and i am just about to enter my office.I will be on silent mode and i will call you the moment i have time.Lots of love beautiful and i hope to see you later tonight.'

And then hurriedly ' renu,please convey my thanks and wishes to your dad for flying me out to delhi.Bye baby.'




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These are some of my favourite soft pop,soft rock and jazz songs


Norah Jones - Come Away With Me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbjZPFBD6JU


Norah Jones - Don't Know Why

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tO4dxvguQDk


Bryan adams please forgive me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EHAo6rEuas


Berlin - Take My Breathe Away

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUis9yny_lI


Annie Lennox - Why

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HG7I4oniOyA


Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4z2DtNW79sQ


Neil Young - Such a Woman

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7yjPvf1PAY


3 Doors Down - Here Without You

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPBzTxZQG5Q


Savage Garden - Truly Madly Deeply

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQnAxOQxQIU


Extreme - More Than Words

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UrIiLvg58SY

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