*From To Sathish* - Thread 3 - Page 45

From the synopsis you realise Dilwale is a story taken from two hits of the only superstar rajinikanth's hit films dharmathin thalaivan and Baasha.And add to that the usual fluff,branded clothes,exotic locales and well,do i need to add to your woes.The last film of shah rukh khan i watched was OM SHANTI OM and you are damn right i am going to pass on this film too.
I think Bajirao mastaani will be worth the money i will be shelling out and also the time spent going and coming back from the multiplex.

REDEMPTION-CHAPTER 30

I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I don't need to see any more
To know that I can read your mind, I can read your mind

Eye in the Sky by The Alan Parsons Project

From madurai to chennai


The kidnappers were from outside chennai and this was their third kidnapping in two weeks.They had taken two months to scout out their targets and after careful assessment had begun to make their moves.Risk free and not getting caught was their first instruction and motto for they did not want to go to jail or become a number and photo in the police database.So in the daytime they ran a timber shop near chromepet and using that as a front they carried on with their criminal activities.

The leader of the gang was selvam but the actual brains was Durai pandi and around them both the rest of the gang members worked and carried out their orders in total respect.

Selvam was a man in his mid thirties and durai pandi was in his late fifties or early sixties.They had purchased the timber shop from the original owner Muthannan as people in the area called him and who had opened the shop and had ran it well for nearly 35 years.So regular customers had been surprised and some even wondered about the old man who had vanished and rumors were that he had been offered a huge sum for his shop and it was an offer that he could not refuse and after taking it had left to his village in thirunelveli district.

But business went on as usual and soon the new owners became new friends and life went on as usual.The local cops came for their collections and also for freebies and supplies and also gave protection without even knowing it.

When the station inspectors house was being built,it was selvam who gifted him expensive teak doors which he sourced from madurai and soon the shop was in the good books of the cops and be it plywood,paint or window frames Muthu timber and wood supplies helped them out with big discounts and payments in instalments.

For every kidnapping,selvam and durai pandi purchased new vehicles and after getting them properly serviced parked them in a long term parking space in the airport for a day or two and got them out only on the day of the kidnapping.The vehicles were in good shape and all their papers were up to date.The vehicles were picked up by two of their gang members and the rest would join them in some mall and wait for the scouts to give the signal to commit their crime.

It was simple,easy and brought them crores each time they finished the handover.So much money might have tempted any other criminal but this gang was different and they were held together by a bond and an oath sworn out of loyalty and respect to their leaders.Each member would die before informing about another and would willingly sacrifice his life if it meant that it would save the other gang members.Highly motivated,clever planning,meticulous preparation and attention to details and each had a part to play and they played it well and together they worked like a well oiled machine and it ran smoothly without a hitch.

The gang knew that at some point they would have to wrap up their criminal activities and shift base to another city or state or even lie low for a few years away from the spotlight of the police department.But then they had many aces up their sleeves and this kidnapping spree was their third new venture.They had begun with drugs and then had moved on to real estate where they sold properties with forged documents and now they were dabbling with kidnapping.


10.00 p.m

Durai pandi got down from the vehicle and looked at the phone as it rang and hurriedly answered it " iyya.problem ille iyya.idho pakkathle irukaanga."

Durai pandi handed the phone to selvam who took it and spoke " hello pa.vanthaachu pa.one more hour.it will be over.Yes,i have placed our men to watch the perimeter and they are nearly a km away.okay pa.i will call you once it is done."


Selvam called the five members who lay in a circle around them and would notify their boss of each and every movement.They replied one by one and selvam asked them if all their mobiles were in silent mode.

But in the darkness,a darker figure moved and he moved with the stealth of a jaguar and as softly as the night predator before it launches itself on its hapless prey.

Rudran's mind played the area's layout before him and he moved towards his first target.As he neared the first person, he picked up a small stone and flung it over the mans head,who immediately became totally alert and strained his eyes.

The Rear naked choke (RNC) is a chokehold in martial arts applied from an opponent's back. Depending on the context, the term may refer to one of two variations of the technique; either arm can be used to apply the choke in both cases. The term rear naked choke likely originated from the technique in Jujutsu and Judo known as the "Hadaka Jime", or "Naked Strangle". The word "naked" in this context suggests that, unlike other strangulation techniques found in Jujutsu/Judo, this hold does not require the use of a keikogi ("gi") or training uniform.

The choke has two variations.in one version, the attacker's arm encircles the opponent's neck and then grabs his own biceps on the other arm. in the second version, the attacker clasps his hands together instead after encircling the opponent's neck.This variant is considered to be a "blood choke" because it restricts blood flow to the brain via the carotid arteries. When done correctly, it can cause temporary unconsciousness in a few seconds.

The lookout felt coils of steel encircling his throat and that was the last thing he would remember before he lost consciousness.Rudran checked the map in his mind which Icarus had given him and moved towards the next target.Needless to say,the lookouts were totally alert and their full concentration was in front of them.
The three lone gang members were taken out and it was now on to the final two gang members who were together.

Rudran knew that this was the risky part for at the slightest hint of danger,these two would alert their team and all would be lost.So he knew that this had to be really quick and quiet.


Judge, Jury, and Executioner

Rudran crouched low in the dark and stared at the two criminals before him.His brain cranked at full speed and he visualized all the scenarios that could play out and yet he hesitated for the lives of two children were at stake.Things are always complicated and tricky when innocent lives are at stake and it meant that tough decisions had to be made and when it came to rudran it only meant that once he decided on a course of action then he would not turn away from it.

Rudran looked at his watch and it read 10.30 p.m. Bhairav whispered " rudra,think of only the children.Think of nothing else.It comes down to this and that is right vs wrong and your duty to protect the weak and innocent."

Rudran rose in the darkness and took the stance with his handgun extended before him.

The handgun was a Heckler & Koch Mark 23 with a suppressor and was designed to shoot 12 rounds with immense accuracy and was the favourite of all special ops military teams all over the world.

Rudran knew that he would need just two to finish the job.

When attempting to accurately shoot a handgun, no matter how good your sight alignment, breath control and other skills are, if your stance doesn't provide you with a stable shooting platform, you're destined to be inconsistent with your shot placement. Consistency in all aspects of shooting is the key to accuracy.

When it comes to shooting stances, you have three choices:

Isosceles
Weaver
Fighting

In the past, the standard taught was the Isosceles Stance. The shooter faces the target squarely, the feet are set shoulder width (or slightly wider) apart. The toes face the target and are aligned. The knees are flexed at an angle that varies somewhat and the shooter leans forward from the waist towards the target. The shooter's arms are extended and form an isosceles triangle, hence the name.

The Weaver Stance has become very popular and replaced the Isosceles as the standard taught to most new shooters. The shooter blades his body, placing the foot on the firing side back and turning the support side towards the target. The shooter's strong, or firing side, arm is extended and the support arm's elbow is bent. This allows the shooter to employ a very stable "push-pull" grip. The shooter pushes with his firing arm and pulls with the support arm to stabilize the weapon.

The last stance has a variety of names. Some instructors refer to it as a modified Isosceles or Weaver. Others call it a fighting, boxer or tactical stance.

The Fighting Stance was developed in the military in the Special Forces Community. It made its way into law enforcement training and became popular because it allows officers to defend themselves with their hands, baton or firearm all from the same platform.

Rudran chose the Fighting Stance and fired his handgun.sound travels at 768 miles per hour (1,126 feet per second)"about half the speed of the bullet. In this case, the bullet hit the first man even before both could react to the suppressed noise and rudran turned just a bit and fired and the second man was dead before the first man fell to the ground and rudran turned and ran towards his car which he had parked in a bylane about 2 kms away.He looked at his watch and it glowed 10.40 p.m.


"It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill." Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

on my own singing and dancing to ghosts that have gone by

My love affair with music really began after i came to chennai to live with my aunt and half a dozen cousin sisters.I was about five years old and before i came to chennai the only music i can vaguely remember is kannada film songs,well obviously it must be kannada music for i was then in bangalore,karnataka.But recently when i started listening to the telugu version of shiva stuthi,i realised that i had heard it before for it gave me a that deja vu feeling each time i heard it.Then one day it came to me where i had heard it before and that was in those five years when i was in bangalore with my parents.

Chennai,madras as it was called was a totally different ball game and it was a mixture of tamil,hindi,english,telugu and kannada songs.And add to that a few of my cousins along with an aunt Sarsakka used to learn bharata natyam every sunday morning and well since that was just before television came into our lives bringing joys to tots like us with Kanmani poonga and wonder balloon,me,bujju and bondi used to sit and watch as my sisters and aunts scared the shit out of us with their dance moves. For some years i thought they were experiencing kaaka valippu or epileptic seizures and really thought if i had to give them iron bars for them to hold on and hang on to and i still don't know what an iron bar is supposed to do.but some primitive instinct told me that if i had gone ahead and given them the iron rods then my little bum would have suffered epic thrashings and i would have suffered from kaaka valippu each time i tried to sit on my rear.

But seizures aside,our drawing room or the main visitors hall was dominated by this huge wooden piece which was actually a three in one monster. It was made of teak and it had a radio,record player and a pink velvet cushioned glass show case.The bottom of this cabinet was where the sound waves came from,i mean where the speakers were placed and this is where yours truly placed his ears and started his love affair with kishore kumar,chaaya geeta and vividh bharati.

Well those days Aakaasha vaani,aaya veetila saani was the comedy mantra in our gobs and i used to sit alone and laugh my guts out at this joke and well i sit and laugh my guts out right now thinking how silly i had been back then.

Sunday afternoon the kitchen would be buzzing with babu busily cooking the bird or mammal that happened to stray into his eye sight and me and a few others would be sitting,lying down and waiting for bournvita quiz contest.After lunch it used to be vaanoli anna and some classic tamil film whose entire soundtrack used to be played along with selected scenes.I used to think i was in heaven and i was so ecstatic that i was ready to die.

Bellyful of chicken and rear on fire with all the spicy masalas that my family is famous for was how sunday went by.I am serious when i say grown men have wept copious amount of tears as they ate our food and i wouldnt be surprised if some of them have died due to rectal cancer or heartburn.But these brave souls returned to the battlefield and ate again for they said the food though spicy was delicious.

I remember spreading red chillies on the terrace along with dhaniya and lots of other cooking stuff.I remember going along with babu to the place where they grind rice,wheat and then dough or maavu.

The beatles announced themselves with sgt.pepper,s lonely hearts club band and yet i loved dancing to abba and boney-m and i used to dance on my own and my skinny frame on skinnier stick legs must have been comedy episodes to my kith and kin.

I will end this chapter and i will write another soon and comeback with my memories of music and movies.lots of love

REDEMPTION-CHAPTER 31


"I know that the whole point"the only point"is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go." ? Lauren Oliver, Delirium



Pandora's box

Unakkulla muzhicchittu irukkira athe mirugamthaan enakkulla thoongittu irukku - devar magan


Rudran slowly drove his car into the parking lot behind the dhaba and saw two vehicles standing there facing him.From the dark into the light came five people with their faces covered with the same balaclava woolen mask he had used and rudran knew that this was a professional team for firstly they had placed lookouts in the perimeter,two they had their vehicles facing the exit for a quick getaway and now had their faces covered with masks which all meant that they were serious people who did not take any risks.

Rudran knew that without the help of ICARUS the helicam he would have been in the blind and also realised that most victims of these kidnappers would not stand a chance against these meticulous criminals.Technology had not armed just the good guys but also the bad guys intent on evil.The sad part was the good guys all over the world were always one step behind the bad guys when it came to weapons and technology.But that was in the west where criminals and terrorists were uptodate with guns,rifles,mobiles,latest apps,hacking systems,surveillance camera,micro cameras and audio transmitters as small as flies and small bugs.

But in india getting access to automatic weapons and latest tech hardware is very difficult for criminals involved in kidnapping,prostitution and crimes similar to that nature and far off from terrorism and terrorists who get their supplies from all four directions of the sub-continent.In the western side is pakistan,in the northern side is nepal,in the eastern side is bangladesh and down south it is sri lanka.

But rudran like the government knew that the day was coming when the armed forces and the police dept would likely face criminals with the latest automatic weapons.

So it was a shock to see four of the five wielding AK 47 assault rifles and that too with ease which only comes with practice of using it and repeated firing at the firing range.

Rudran knew that the situation had rapidly escalated from kidnapping to owning assault rifles for him.He knew that this case was not just handing over money and getting the children safely home but following the gang and finding out where they had purchased the AK47 rifles.

The kidnappers did not behave like ordinary criminals for they seemed calm and controlled and their movements were precise and minimal.

Three men stepped forward towards rudran and while two stayed out of range one asked him to come forward with his hands raised.

The man quickly patted rudran down and finding no hidden weapons gave a thumbs up sign to the remaining two.

One man stepped forward and asked rudran to move away from the car and rudran slowly with his hands still up stepped away from his vehicle.

Two of the three men opened the rear doors and hauled the huge bags out and quickly opened them and everyone saw it was filled with cash in 1000 rupee denomination.

The fifth who had stayed behind slowly came forward and stared at rudran and went back and whispered something to the man who had asked rudran to step away from the vehicle.

The man hurriedly and angrily came towards rudran and screamed " are you a cop ? "

Rudran shook his head and said no.

The man raised his rifle and pointed at rudran's stomach and asked " are you a cop? dont lie for i can practically smell it on you."

Rudran smiled and said " no,i am not a cop.I am an army officer."

The man did not know how to react to rudrans answer for he had been just a second away from putting a dozen bullets into rudran but the answer made him hesitate a bit.

" Army man.why you ? why did they not send somebody else ?"

Rudran shrugged his shoulders " well,because i am a family friend and mr.rahul thought i could be trusted to bring back his grandchildren safely."

Rudran took in every movment of all the five men around him and fixed each ones position in his mind in case things got out of hand.Of the two in front of him,one seemed young,maybe in his mid or late thirties and the other was much older for he had grey hair on his chest and on his forearms.He had known in the very first minutes that these two were the brains and the other three were worker bees and muscle.

The younger of the two nodded to the three men and asked them to bring the children out and they quickly ran towards their vehicles and soon carried rahul agarwal's grandchildren and laid them in between them and rudran.

The younger of the two " okay.it is done and we are leaving now.Please don't make any sudden moves for then the first to die will be the kids."

Then he made the first mistake of the night and taunted rudran " army guy.you look worried.are you scared of us."

Rudran kept quiet and continued to stare calmly at all of them.

The older man " it is done.we have the money.let us get out of here instead of wasting time and words on this guy."

It was at this time that the drug used in the coke to knock out both the kids started to wear out and unluckily it was the kid who suffered from epilepsy.He started to shiver and jerk his limbs and legs and rudran's pulse started racing.

The younger guy shook his head and said the words that would shatter the calm of the night and words that would unleash terror on all of them.

" army man.this is the first time that we have kidnapped two boys who are identical twins.lav and kush.how cliched.But there seems to be something wrong with one of them for he has been having these fits for the past few hours."

All five criminals saw the physical transformation that took place in rudran for he went still and his face changed color and his raised arms slowly dropped to his sides.

The younger man " hey,hey,raise your hands.who told you that you could drop them.come on raise your arms."

Saying this he stepped forward with the ak47 pointed towards rudran who seemed not to have heard his words.

The criminals were professionals,who had planned the kidnapping well and marked their exit routes and escape avenues.They looked like they knew how to handle their weapons and they were five of them who were more than capable of handling the one person who came to hand over the ransom.And to their five were five others who lay around the location watching everything and ready to give back up fire and help if needed.

But then they had not met someone like rudran or an individual as well trained as him.

Rudran took in the mans ak47 and he knew instantly that it was on single bullet firing mode and more importantly the sling was not wrapped around the mans arms which might have changed the outcome,but that is a big if for at that moment they were rank amateurs facing a lean,mean fighting machine.

Rudran moved in a blur first to his right and then in lightning speed to his left and ran forward to meet the man and covered the ground in a few steps.Before the man could raise his rifle and track rudran to fire at him rudran had moved right and left and was there in front of the man and in a classic karate stance his left leg lunged forward as his left arm swept the rifle aside and in lightning speed his right hand with fingers extended as sharp as daggers and as hard as steel stabbed into the throat of the criminal and instantly dropped down to take the rifle away from him and then he straightened and hugged him with his left hand and the ak47 barked and spat bullets that hit home true and in deadly fashion.

Rudran would know later,much later why the four hesitated for that precious second before firing at him and that second had been enough for a highly trained professional like him to get the job done.Killing in the real world is not like in our indian films and does not go on and on with people trading punchlines but happens in seconds and is over just like that for in the real world it takes just a second to die.

Rudran dropped the man and angrily surveyed the area.Then he quickly moved and lifted both the children and placed them in the car.He hurriedly gathered the rifles and placed them in the boot of his car and also the two huge bags of cash and raced off into the night.

There is no mistaking the sounds of an automatic rifle for it nearly sounds like the crackle of a lightning bolt and the news spread in a jiffy and the nearby patrol cars cruising the busy airport road and tambaram highway gathered around the location like ants swarming over sugar crystals.

High above Icarus the helicam hung in the air noiselessly as it saw everything and recorded everything and it kept streaming its data to the secure super computer.

Phonecalls were made and voices whispered and the data gathered of the action would one day become a textbook manual for the special ops in india who would try to recreate what they saw and fail miserably again and again for it was the act of a superhuman and not that of an ordinary man.

I am one but in reality i am two
In me a beats a single heart but in reality they beat for two
My brain is one but they think for two and have the power of two brains
my soul is one but it houses two.one dead and one undead
Dark or light,i will fight with all my might
and when you see one of me killing,never forget that the shadow is the real one
he is the voice and i am the deed
I am heaven and i am hell and i will bring peace to you

GENESIS-THE BOY WHO WENT INTO THE DARK AND CAME BACK WITH LIGHT

They called themselves The Ancients and their duty was to watch over the cosmos and all its life and civilizations.They helped seed new worlds with life and they used the lessons that had been passed on to them from before The Cataclysm, an event that had occurred many billions of years ago.The Ancients had only very little knowledge about the cataclysm event for sadly their ancestors had been just on the verge of new discoveries and inventions and had yet to master the secrets of astronomy.But though they were not aware of the hows and whys of the cataclysm event,the ancients had well documented history of everything that happened from that point on.

The early history of the ancients had been handwritten by their most and wisest of ancestors whom they considered their leader and god for he had been the one to document many events after the cataclysm.He has been the first among them to be born with the markings and over billions of years the secret and sacred markings had been discovered only on very few of beings with intelligence.Strangely the one who was born with the markings rarely passed it on to his heir and so it was not hereditary or the right to take the position of the leader of the ancients did not automatically fall on to his children.The strange markings chose who it wanted to inhabit and the ancients finally understood that this was the will of THE SOURCE.The source as they saw it was the spring from where all energy and matter flowed from and to where it eventually returned.

But what had been a mystery then remained a mystery till date and try as hard as possible they had not been able to discover the hidden meanings of the markings but with their highly evolved intelligence they concluded that the markings showed positions of a certain planet in a distant galaxy but not that of this universe or at least the universe the ancients were aware of.

The ancients went about their work of seeding suitable planets in all galaxies and in some circumstances and by sheer accident it so happened that their lines mixed with the new life in various planets all around the universe.But the life that arose from the mixed bloodlines rarely survived and even if they survived rarely exhibited the intelligence of the ancients.

The ancients had visited earth a long,long time ago and yes their bloodlines did mix here with us humans and to their sheer surprise and joy it took root with us HOMOSAPIENS and the result was spectacular in the power it endowed on these mutated species that combined both human genes and the ancients genes.But it was massively disastrous for it gave rise to evil as never known or seen before.The mutated humans with the markings always,always chose the evil path and it meant death in the thousands.

The ancients took drastic steps and to ensure the safety of the human race resorted to culling of races in the millions.Today when we read about civilizations that vanished without a trace,leaving no clue behind as to what had happened or why a great and flourishing civilization and empires turned to dust and were carried away with the wind leaving no trace or answers,it was them,the ancients.

But they never stopped trying and it was in a small village that the leader of the ancients met a blind woman called AVINI and it was with her that both the bloodlines mixed.

The group of ancients who were the guardians of this galaxy did not think much of it at the beginning but then something happened and the source revealed itself and the ancients knew that something special and something beyond their wildest imagination had occurred and the child was born.From the moment the glow emnated from AVINI'S womb they knew that the child would be born with the sacred markings and that this time a legend,a true leader would be born.

I am AZHAGAN.I have come from the light and i have traveled billions of galaxies.I have come from the source.

I am heaven and i am hell and my story will be told and retold through me and through those who come bearing the sacred markings.

ETERNAL PARADOX

My earliest memories are still fresh and i doubt if they will ever fade for they have not done so.I know for sure that lots more are buried deep in those memory cells of my brain and will come and go as the need arises.I also know for sure that science and technology is going to be so advanced that maybe just maybe we might be able to tap into the brain and relive our memories from the day one,meaning from the day the brain switched on is recorder.

The years have passed some slow and some very fast but now they seem to be gathering great momentum and are whizzing past and all happenings are a blur and i am finding it difficult to hold on and save them for a rainy day.

A new sense has been kindling and the embers have started flaming although they are just tiny and still a long way to go before they rage into a forest fire.

Growing up i was always chided,punished for wasting food and eating little and not taking time to eat properly.It was used to be the same way in tests and exams for i used to finish them and be the first one to get out.

This practice extended to how i lived,loved and made relationships with all the souls that i had the privilege to meet and many who ihad the bad luck to encounter.

But now i sense the need,the urge to enjoy every moment of everyday with people i like and with those who like me.And surprisingly i spend very little time with anyone other than a few of my closest souls whom i cherish and hold dear.I do talk to them regularly and sometimes i do and have wondered if i am on their list,you now that list which is hidden and written in our souls.

Sadly with everyone's life under the whim and fancies of time and its management meetings are rare.Books,music,writing and watching favourite tv shows and movies seems to occupy most of the moments where i am awake and little of it is spent on running and working out.Work,of course and that is cliched and mundane and like everyone work is just a means to an end and to put food on the table.

Due to my acting profession i sadly am seen in two avatars,one that of an actor and one that of reality.The general public who i come in contact with prefer and feel the need to gravitate towards me with the perception of my little known actor status and walk away muttering " what dignity,how humble and so soft spoken."

Dignity,soft spoken, my bony a..e for my most of friends will hold their tummies as their sides are split in laughter and they say " loudmouth,chatterbox,crude,brutally honest,cold hearted bas***d,no manners and says whatever comes to his mind,obnoxious and lastly uncouth.that last title was given to me by a dear friend and i have to admit that i deserved it,very much so.

I get confused and paranoid sometimes and sit and ponder on how to be when i am with people i really love and care and only now i have understood that the world i see,the personality i think i project is like light passing through a prism and breaking up into many distinctive colors.

People,regardless who they are only see certain aspects and shades of you and never ever and rarely do see you as a whole and the complete package.

Therein lies the answer to all blunders and bunglings of mine and even when well intentioned moves of mine are frowned upon as a mistake and a misadventure.In these moments i shut shop and retreat into a dark cave and rarely venture out for unlike what many think i have confrontations and ugly spats.I wait for the storm to die and pass before like a mouse i put my head out and go forth into the light.

With so many opinions,with so many thoughts and judgements relating,maintaining balance in relationships is so damn hard and so futile.

Hi,

I wish all of you and your families a very happy christmas. I hope,wish and pray that there is light and joy in all you lives for now and forever.

The appearance of Azhagan hopefully will not shock you for i am just adding small bits of info and answers to some questions which were left unanswered.Sometimes i wonder if i can merge the current story with characters from of a few of my old stories like how Dhana came into the story of Azhagan's.

Rudran has sucessfully saved the twins from the kidnappers but faces many hurdles from many sides and from within.

Dark forces converge in his life and rudran rises and light will battle the dark as it has been doing for eons.

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