Hi Satish,
Thanks for liking my review on "OK Kanmani"...hope you enjoy the movie more than I did.
I had more fun reading selfie reviews on this movie ever since Suhasini Maniratnam made her funny media statement that "only qualified people should write reviews for OK Kanmani."
Since then, social media has been bombarded with self-certified mockery reviews on this film...
I found their comments so amusing and more entertaining than the actual movie itself!
The movie is a popcorn romance film...
with it's cheesy share of dialogues like "Nee azhaga eruka nu ninaikala"...
situational comedy, AR Rahman's music, beautiful sets...
I guess everyone should enjoy it.
It lacked drama for me and I don't think I could watch it more than once.
"Jigarthanda" had a decent and different storyline...
I can't actually remember now, I saw it a while ago.
Bobby Simha got National Award for his performance in this movie...Siddharth is there too.
Siddharth is experimental and I guess he likes to work with new directors and newcomers.
I saw his "Ennakul Oruvan" movie recently, which is a remake of Kannada's "Lucia"...
I thought it was a good thriller like "Inception"...I couldn't have guessed the movie's climax.
But it was a bit slow at times.
I haven't watched Madras, Pisasu or Kayal...but I found "Anegan" boring.
I liked your review for "Anegan". It was really shocking to see Karthik in that movie, wasn't it?
He was the hot and handsome heart throb of the 80s and early 90s.
But such people will continue to enjoy their flamboyant lifestyle and laugh with pride...
there is just no stopping them.
I don't feel bad for Karthik at all...
but I was so sad to hear that a down-to-earth co-star like Murali had to pass away at the age of 46 due to a massive heart attack.
Even at the time of his unexpected demise, he looked like the 30+ evergreen hero.
During my college days, despite having popular heroes like Vijay, Ajith, Surya, Madhavan...
Murali held an extra soft corner spot in every college girl's heart.
They were so secretive about it...I bet even Murali would have blushed and fainted in shock!
The reason being I studied in a medical college in Coimbatore and no matter how different people's taste were...they agreed Murali's character in "Idhayam" was the epitome of unrequited love in a medical college campus setting.
He set the standard of sincere love so damn high for doctors...it was unbelievable!
I never knew his influence until I was a medical student myself and I saw how realistic his portrayal of love was in that movie.
Cotton saris and the little round pottu became (not the fashion) but the definition of a lady doctor when I studied (Reminiscent of Murali's popular song "Pottu vaitha oru vatta nila"...)
He was a very fine actor.
I hope his soul rests in peace and he continues to bless his talented son Atharvaa from up above.
Moving on...
yes, I think you should seriously consider direction and script writing for future prospects.
Your writing has soul in it...and let's face it, many movies lack soul these days.
Even a well-marketed movie like "OK Kanmani" had a few cute moments...few good songs...few cheesy dialogues...
but without a soul, it can all be easily be forgotten once the movie is over.
So yes, put the money where your talent lies...because not everyone has your gift for story-telling.
It can be a real treasure in the ever-changing world of business.
Plus...you can always ask us for feedback of your scripts!
But meanwhile, retain your soulful mini-stories and write them exclusively for us.
They are precious, fun and insightful to read.
Reading your chapter is like eating a chocolate chip cookie for me...small in size, delicious in taste.
But making a rich chocolate cake is not a bad ambition either.
Also a gentle reminder...please post chapter 28 soon!
About Vaishnavi's and Balaji's passing...
I know it is never okay to lose someone. It can never be okay too.
People say such words of comfort only because they feel just as helpless as you do!
And that is the plain truth.
Although we wish at times to be God and take control to help remove other's pain, no one can replace Him.
Doctors are not God. They come with expiry dates too.
Believe me, doctors carry a lot of guilt within themselves every single day after finishing their work.
They are trained to do their best...
and move on to the next victim, hoping it won't be as bad as the last one.
Can you imagine how depressing such a daily job is?
Death of someone you know can be a real hard blow and very painful to come to terms with.
In the aftermath of suicide, there is always a sense of guilt of how, why, ifs and buts.
I don't know what state of mind both Vaishnavi and Balaji were just days before their death...
but I don't think anyone saw it coming...except themselves.
The thought must have been roaming in their heads for a while before taking such a drastic step.
And such people should never have been left alone in a room to themselves.
If you think about a routine time of the day, the moment when all our emotions are put to sleep and yet the soul remains restless and the tears come pouring out...
it is almost always in the night, in the darkness of the bedroom, when it is assumed that you have fallen asleep.
It is the same pent-up emotions for both men and women and that is when the soul is most vulnerable and shaken.
Which is why I can't emphasise how important it is that married couples should not have the habit of sleeping in different bedrooms...no matter what the underlying issue maybe.
The other day, I told my husband I was not feeling well and went to bed early.
He said fine and I went to sleep. Soon after, he turned off the tv, turned off the lights and joined me.
He came to bed and I cried and cried in his arms while asleep in the dark.
I don't know why. I was fine throughout the day. But my heart felt so heavy and tired.
I remember his words "It's okay. Go to sleep. You will be fine tomorrow morning."
He didn't ask me what the problem was...nor was he interested.
The next day I woke up feeling lighter...and seeing the sun outside, I smiled.
"Feeling better?" he asked. Of course I was.
All of us go through such ups and downs all the time.
There are bad days, not-so-bad days, worse days and terrible days.
Having a good day feels like a blessing from up above.
We just need that calm reassurance from a loved one that we can survive the storm, no matter what.
Can you imagine what it would be like for someone who sleeps alone and cries every night when going to bed...
waking up, opening the bedroom door...only to give a formal smile and a formal greeting to one's spouse or to one's parents?
Such people can never be fully honest with their loved ones.
Such people will never show their painful tears in front of their family.
Their life becomes a mere act...their face becomes a mask without make-up.
And the saddest part is...their loved ones can never read the signs.
Strangely, people who commit suicide are known to or prefer to sleep alone too.
If I think about it, I feel really lost and terribly depressed at times.
But I have learnt to light a candle in my heart and keep my faith and that keeps me going.
Even in the dark...we are never alone.
It's paradoxical how universal the feeling of isolation is.
We've all been there.
It's like we're all feeling lonely together, yet how can that be?
The imperfect connections that grow when you're at your weakest are the ones you can call your family. And because of them, know that, no matter how you feel, you're never alone.
And trust me, Satish...you have a wonderful set of friends in this forum who are gently holding your hands in comfort as you pour out your soul here to us.
We are your little "invisible" family. And we are here for you in your moments of darkness.
You are never alone, my friend.
Family means you are never alone.
"I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars."
"Does anything in nature despair except man? An animal with a foot caught in a trap does not seem to despair. It is too busy trying to survive. It is all closed in, to a kind of still, intense waiting. Is this a key? Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go."
"How could I have been so ignorant? she thinks. So stupid, so unseeing, so given over to carelessness. But without such ignorance, such carelessness, how could we live? If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next"if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions"you'd be doomed. You'd be as ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to."
Edited by spain - 10 years ago
Itti Si Khushi Sab TV
