*From & To Sathish* - Thread 4 - Page 10

Jannal oram 147


"Tomorrow came with the illusion of today
even more fleeting than yesterday it came
like it always comesand went
like it's always gone
like a favorite song in its final seconds
Tomorrow came and left
leaving nothing
nothing...
but a familiar lingering
sense of loss behind. Sanober Khan


SAMARASA KANDAM-1

There is a time for war but before that time there is always a time,an attempt at least for peace.A last ditch effort to bring sense to warring parties and let them face each other eye to eye and try talking things out in a calm and restrained manner.

' Peace,i have come to broker peace between families and yet here in this house there is only death lingering still even after taking a young life prematurely' thought Raman as he took in the many large pictures of shreekanth's wife,the late sudha,the only daughter of Home minister Vaidyanathan.

Some of the pictures were life like and they stood tall depicting the late sudha in various moods and in various stages of life.But,most of the pics also showed all three together and in happy times.

All the pictures had done were freeze time and hold it forever but in turn they also seemed to have frozen the soul of the minister for he now had ventured on to a path that was wrong and unjust in every sense.

Raman could feel the sadness and the coldness of the house and then one word,one description struck him and it described to him what the house felt like," a cemetery" whispered raman softly and sadly.


Mallika opened the door and quietly went inside and stood still freezing in shock and panic for before her stood her mighty husband crying like a baby before their daughter's large photo.

The photo was a riot of colors and in it her husband held both his hands out in vain for sudha had already thrown the packet of colors and the photo had been clicked at that moment,powder being thrown by sudha and vaidyanathan all smiles and happy.

Mallika felt a twitch in her heart and taking deep breaths,she hurried to her husbands side and with panic filling her timid voice ' Ennanga,what happened? why are you crying like this?'

Vaidyanathan wiped his tears away and collapsed to the bed and Mallika sat next to him and gently took him in her arms and placed his head on her chest.

' My man,my brave,brave man.How can i go on living after seeing you cry like this? I have barely managed to survive even after losing sudha but honestly i cannot go on breathing seeing you in such despair.Death of my daughter i can take but not tears in your eyes '

She kissed his forehead and husband and wife sat like that sharing a very rare and intimate moment.

Vaidyanathan lifted his head and with reddened eyes stared grimly at his wife ' Malli,i lived for both of you.But now i live for you and only for you.I will try to give you as much as happiness as possible and nothing will stand in my way.Not even god can stop me from my purpose.'

Mallika looked at him ' God,now that you mentioned him,,the young man Shaktivel Raman who you were expecting is waiting for you in the hall.'

Vaidyanathan nodded and as he got up,Mallika gently held his hand and restrained him and looking at him ' There is something special about this gentleman.Please do all that you can to help him.'

Vaidyanathan began to laugh and then shaking his head in frustration as tears threatened to pour out,gently kissed his wifes head ' My gentle,sweet Malli,Please be careful of what you wish and who you wish it for.'

Saying this,he went into the bathroom and washing his face,carefully wiped it clean and strode out of the room leaving mallika lost and lonely.

She stood up and wondered what the heck was going on in her husband's head and heart for she had never seen him thus though off late from the past two weeks or so,he had become a bit withdrawn and moody and also very melancholic.

'We have no right to ask when a sorrow comes "why did this happen to me" unless we ask the same question for every joy that comes our way'Lord Sri Ram tells Laxman

Jannal oram-148


Nothing replaces being in the same room, face-to-face, breathing the same air and reading and feeling each other's micro-expressions. Peter Guber

Samarasa kandam-2

Vaidyanathan opened the door softly,quietly but even that slight quiver of sound and movement alerted the man who was standing with his hands folded,intently gazing into the eyes of his dead daughter and turning to face him,smiled honestly and folded his hands and said ' Vanakkam sir.'

That the man had some kind of highly developed sense of hearing and awareness aside,he also seemed totally genuine and at the same time exhibited no sense of fear or nervousness.

Vaidyanathan responded ' Vanakkam.Please,sit down.'

Vaidyanathan peered with his black predator's eyes into the smiling black eyes of his prey and knew that the man sitting before him was not prey and would never behave like a prey animal and instead would fight and attack until his last breath.This changed the equation and it changed the balance of power and for the first time,Vaidyanathan was at a loss as to how to proceed and deal with this man who sat so boldly and casually before him,when just the other day,four of his cabinet ministers nearly peed their pants when he had warned them with threats of death and destruction of their families if they harbored thoughts about jumping ship and joining T. T. V. Dhinakaran when the time came for them to prove their strength in numbers on the floor in the parliament.

But here sat this young man,facing him not boldly but calmly and yes he thought ' peacefully.'

Vaidyanathan looked at raman ' you are just a kid and you look so much younger than your photos.'

Raman smiled and accepted the compliment and replied ' Thank you sir.I try to eat healthy,live healthy and do a bit of running when i get the chance to do so and the rest i attribute to blessings of good genes from my parents.'

Vaidyanathan nodded and then with a smile ' but then it is not only running that you do,is it raman for you seem to be well trained in martial arts too.'

Raman ' yes sir.But just remnants from my youth and college days.'

' Remnants you say but they remain to this day,the remnants of your actions on that fateful evening in your college and now his son has risen considerably in stature and power not only among my partymen but among the people of this state too.'

Raman calmly ' I did what i had to do sir.The same way that i did yesterday morning in the mall.And...'

Vaidyanathan calmly but with deadly intent in his voice and eyes ' And...?'

' And i will do it again and again and whenever my help is needed.'

Vaidyanathan sighed sadly ' That is a very dangerous philosophy to have Raman for it can get you into a lot of trouble and might end with dangerous consequences.'

Raman nodded ' I know sir and i accept the consequences of my actions and the consequences that others might bring on to me and to my life.But then,that is me sir.'

Both turned hearing a door open and Mallika vaidyanathan came bearing a tray containing beakers of both coffee and tea and vaidyanathan got up in a hurry and with a gentle voice chided his wife ' Malli,ennamma ithu.why are you straining yourself? There are people to do this work in this house.'

Mallika placed the tray on the table and waved him off and looking at him ' I came personally because it is not everyday that we have such a guest visiting out house and also i recognised raman from all the tabloid photos of him with Durai pandi anna's son,Vijay.'

Mallika looked at raman ' Iyya,coffee or tea?' and raman looked at her with great love and respect and said ' coffee amma.'

Mallika's hand froze and she looked at Raman and smiled sadly ' That feels so good to hear and i didn't know how much i had missed being called amma.'

She poured the coffee into three cups and vaidyanathan nearly exploded in frustration for he had presumed that his wife would leave them both to continue their conversation but here she was pouring coffee for him,the enemy and for herself and then he watched calmly as a dormant but ready to explode volcano,as mallika leaned back into the sofa and after taking a sip of her coffee,looked at raman ' How do you know vijay,raman? Please don't tell me that you are also into politics.'

Raman held up his hands in surrender ' Ille amma,no politics for i neither have the intelligence nor the stomach for it.'

Taking time,real slow time,he picked up his cup and after taking a sip from it,looked first at Vaidyanathan and then at Mallika ' I know Vijay from my college days.He was my junior and so was his sister too.Very nice people and a great family.'

Mallika with approval and appreciation in her voice,remarked ' School days,college days and the friends we make then are really precious,isn't that so raman?'

Raman nodded ' yes,i totally agree with you and as for me i value them all more than i value my very life and would willingly sacrifice it again and again.'

If these words made no sense and only raised an awe and the eyebrows on Mallika's face,the reaction and the resulting expression on her husband Vaidyanathan was totally opposite for only he knew that his opponent had just thrown down a gauntlet,a direct challenge.

With barely hidden sarcasm and a hint of deadly intent dripping in his voice ' raman,you are just a kid and so i guess it is easy to talk about life and sacrificing it.But a life is a but a life and once gain can never be gotten back.I tell you out of my vast experiences with this so called life and that is,people we consider friends always end up betraying you and disappointing you,no matter what you do and sacrifice for them.So,i think it is better to live a quiet and peaceful life without getting too involved in all these virtues and sacrifices.'


Both men looked at each other and all though their lips sipped coffee,their eyes met through the steam that rose like many dancing ghosts from their cups.

Each had made their opening moves and each in turn had thrown down the challenge.

The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy's not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him; not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable. Sun Tzu

Heart to Heart

Lord Ram sat quietly staring at the moon and the moon nervous and slightly scared with his attention pulled a large pair of dark clouds and hid behind it,waiting for the mighty God in the form of a Human to turn his gaze away.

Lord Ram heard the soft footfalls and knew who it was for before only his younger brother Laman approached him with such tenderness and respect that it reflected even in his footsteps when coming near him.But Hanuman seemed to match his brother footstep for footstep and his love for him seemed to be even greater than that of laxman.

Lord Ram looked at Hanuman and with a smile gestured at the empty space on the boulder ' Sit down,my dear friend.'

Hanuman folded his hands in reverence ' No,my lord not in your presence and went on one knee and bent his head in respect.'

Lord Ram gently touched Hanuman's head and smiled to himself and taking a deep breath sighed deeply and the sigh was like a storm of sadness assaulting Hanuman's soul and trembling with sadness and worry,he looked up at Lord Ram ' my lord,master,King of all Kings.why do you sigh with such weariness and sadness?'

Lord ram with his eyes now gazing across the sea seeking Lanka where Ravan slept while sita sat pining and waiting for him to come and rescue her,whispered ' So many are going to die my friend,so many good ones that are on the bad side for the sake of loyalty and their declared allegiance to Ravan.'

Hanuman breathing easily,smiled and with love filling his eyes ' My lord,they are fools for they do not see you and have you in their hearts and even if they die,they don't die in vain for they rise to join your lotus feet.'

Lord Ram gazed on Hanuman ' what do you see and what does your heart tell you when your eyes fall on me,my friend?'

Hanuman straightened and looked at Lord ram and then with a smile,he tore open his chest'and revealed his heart and there in his mighty heart stood Lord ram but not just in that avatar for he stood as the eternal cosmos stretching to infinity and he stood blazing brightly as millions of suns in one blinding form.'

Lord ram fell to his knees and quickly placed his hands on Hanuman's chest and closed it and bent his head in respect and thanks and looking into his mighty friends eyes spoke ' My dear friend,what games you play and now you have me playing along too.'

Hanuman's form wavered and then it disappeared and Lord shiva stood before Lord ram and with a smile replied ' My lord,i am here by your side to go to war with you.Ravan's time has come and it will soon end with him being killed by you.I granted too many of his wishes and more over he is one of my greatest devotees and yet he has gone too far for his own good.You blame me for this game that i am playing when in fact it is you who is the master of all and the very game itself.'

Lord shiva vanished and Hanuman stood with his arms folded and Lord Ram with a smile gently hugged him and the moon came rushing out from behind the clouds and the stars fell like flowers and rained on the mighty gods as they prepared for war and knew that lanka would be no more and soon the world would be saved and rid of the evil Ravan.

Jannal oram 149


"All is fair in love and war ? William Shakespeare


Samarasa Kandam-3

Jeeva looked at the tiny hands move on her left hand and saw it was 9.30 AM and knew that it was time to take leave from the three and she looked up and saw that all three,Shreekanth,kutty jeeva and Priya were looking at her and told them ' Sorry,i have to get going or i will be late for work.I will try to drop in before going home in the evening and if that does not work out,i will see you all soon.'

Priya looked at Shreekanth with worry and jeeva ruffling the head of kutty jeeva and assured them ' I know but it will be okay and things will be clearer once Raman has finished his meeting with Mr.Vaidyanathan.'

Priya gently grabbed Jeeva's hands ' Jeeva,i don't know how to thank you both for being here and helping us out in these scary and difficult circumstances.But,please know that we will always be grateful to Raman and you.'

Jeeva nodded and then coming closer to shreekanth ' Take care and don't worry too much about all this for it will all be over soon.For,if anyone can find a solution,believe me then that person is Raman for he is very good at making peace talks and diffusing a situation before it explodes.'


Far away on Greenways road, in "Thenpennai illam" Raman and Vaidyanathan sat across the large teakwood table holding their cups of steaming coffees and looking at each other with concealed emotions and yet both knew that they were both circling ready to face off with a thrust of sword like words.But for good or bad,in between them sat Mallika like solomon pappaya sitting as a judge for a pattimandram and then suddenly jumped in with an open and pretty much loaded poser of a question and the game began.

She looked at Raman ' are you married,ram?' and ram with a broad smile ' Illema,but nearly there and it will happen soon.'

Mallika smiled back ' Good,it is good to be married and i can see from your happy smile that the lady in question is very special.'

Raman nodded ' Yes ma'am.very special and honestly those words just don't justify her.'

Vaidyanathan nodded too and with a smile that dripped honey and poison ' Then why raman,why take up all these difficult cases and why expose yourself and your loved ones to unnecessary dangers?'

Raman wondered if the man,the minister who sat before him asking him this question,issuing this veiled threat knew enough of his courtroom skills in sorting out a complicated case.

Mallika anxiously ' Ennanga,is raman in some sort of trouble' and then quickly turning to raman ' don't worry son,if you have come seeking help for your problems then rest assured that you have come to the right man.'

Smiling with pride and looking at her husband ' You might or might not know this but my husband is actually totally opposite to what he is portrayed as in the press.If not for my husband,then this govt would have fallen a long time ago and it is only because of his reputation and years of experience that this govt is surviving and i hope it completes its full term.'

Raman looked at Mallika ' very true ma'am when you said i have come to the right person for honestly in this case only sir can help and i think he can do it if he really puts his mind to it.'

Vaidyanathan smiled ' Promise raman,you and your case have my full attention from this moment on and i will use all my powers and experience to sort it out for you.Rest assured.And now that you have seen for yourself with your own eyes as to how kind and helpful my sweet wife is,will i say no and will refuse her request.Please believe me and trust me when i say that my dept and other depts will be used to finish this case as quickly as possible and don't worry,i will not let anything stand in my way,not even god.'

Raman remained silent and then just nodded his head and folded both his hands ' thank you sir,thank you so much for whatever little doubts that i had before i met you have been cleared and i know now the future of this case and how you are going to handle it.I have total faith in you when you say that you and your dept will do the best to help me and if i may,i want you to know that you can use my dept for help or any suggestions in case you need it.'

Vaidyanathan smiled ' I am sorry that i did not spend enough time when you first came to my attention but don't worry and it will be third time lucky,like they say.'

Mallika slightly confused ' I am sorry gentlemen but i am totally lost and i am going to do what i should have done a few minutes ago and that is leave you men to finish your discussions.'

Looking at Raman ' ram,our only daughter passed away in an accident a few years ago and now my only Grand daughter lives far away across oceans in Canada or somewhere in America.I miss my child so much and i have been telling my husband that we should go visit our son-in-law and grand daughter but my husband refuses and the reason is because i have a heart condition and i am also an acute diabetic.'

Gently touching raman's hand ' My daughter Sudha had an aura,a very loving and a bright aura and i see that in you too and it is so comforting and soothing to my heart.That is why i asked you to drop in more often for maybe,just maybe your presence will fill my empty and aching soul.'

Raman took her hand and softly squeezed it ' I am honored by your affection and the amount of love and respect that you have showered on me and yes,i promise to come and visit when ever it is possible.'

Mallika picked up the empty cups and placing it on the tray slowly walked away leaving Vaidyanathan and Raman to themselves and to now talk openly.

Raman started the game with the first serve ' so,you have not told her about what you have done and are doing to shreekanth and to your only grand daughter?'

Vaidyanathan ' No,i don't plan to and i don't think you are going to either.'

' Is that a threat or a request,sir?'

' Raman,it is neither and simply a statement.'

Raman ' Anyway,just in case you are not aware of my working style,then let me fill you in on it.I don't involve families,friends that are related to the case even if it means that it will make my case more difficult to win.'

Vaidyanathan felt like raman had just slapped him hard,real hard and he growled ' I specifically told my men not to harm shreekanth and they have been dealt with properly.In my case,i use violence only when it is needed and when i use it i don't hold back and finish the job that i have taken up.Is that clear enough to you raman?'

' Very clear sir,crystal clear but you still haven't told me why you are doing this?'

Vaidyanathan ' Love,raman only for love.for the love of my wife and for the love of my daughter.But then why are you,an advocate doing all this and getting involved in all this family problems of mine?'

Raman smiled and Vaidyanathan saw for the first time in the man that sat so casually across him,the force,the strength that had brought him to his house and in direct confrontation and he recognised it and then realised that he was not going to back down,never.'

' My answer to your question is your own answer sir and that is Love,it is always and will be always love.'

Vaidyanathan stood up and stepped forward a bit in a clear act of intimidation ' I am fighting for my family' and raman stepped forward accepting the threat ' i too am fighting for my family but a family that you will not understand or comprehend at least not in this mood.'

Vaidyanathan looked at raman and nodded in understanding and then in a grim voice ' I will tell you this just once and i will not tell you again.Back away from this case and walk away from my grand daughter or face the consequences.'

Raman shook his head ' no,i am not backing down and i knew that you will not back down too and yet i accepted your invitation hoping for a miracle.But i see now that your judgement and thinking is really clouded with emotions and you are acting through your heart and not your mind.'

Vaidynathan laughed loudly ' Exactly raman,that is it and my answer is in your answer and that is the heart.we live for the ones who make up this heart and we are willing to even die for them.'

Raman slightly confused ' if that is so then why the attack on durai pandi's children who were not only just kids but children of your own partyman.'

Vaidyanathan's face saddened with that memory ' ah,that one.well advocate,that too was for reasons of love and that love is my first love and that is the party i belong to and trust me for i am being brutally honest when i say i don't differentiate between my family and party for they are like my two eyes and both are precious.But coming back to your question,it came to our knowledge that Durai pandi was in secret talks with the opposition and was trading secrets for money and then things got a lot confusing and mixed up.But all that is behind us now and we have made our peace.'

Raman did not want to but could not help himself and the question innocently popped out ' Sir,i just one doubt about this whole situation.What if shreekanth takes his daughter and flies back to Canada for then it will be virtually impossible to get custody from him since he is the parent,even if he is a single one.Then,all your plans and actions will be useless and of no consequence.What then sir?'

Vaidyanathan looked at raman as if he was a clown,a fool and then the real Vaidyanathan stepped out of the shadows where he had lain hidden all this while and raman saw with his own eyes,the full measure of the man as he spoke like death itself ' Canada,if he happens to fly off to canada then he will die in canada and i will get my grand daughter without any fuss.But it looks like he is going to die in chennai and that too along with you and whoever it is that helps you.'

Raman felt a slight fear racing through his heart and yet he stood his ground ' All this power,all this money and yet here you stand against life and all that is good in this world.Sir,have you thought over the consequences of all these actions of yours?"

Home Minister Vaidyanathan smiled ' yes,none are alive and those alive are simply of no consequence to my life and to my plans.'

Raman took a deep breath and then spoke softly ' Wrong Mr.vaidyanathan for i am the consequence of all your actions.And i am alive and i am here standing before you telling you that i am taking up this case and i will see it through.'

Vaidyanathan patted Raman's arm ' child,this is not some action movie where you can deliver punch lines or speak mass dialogues like rajini or vijay do in them.That is all illusion and just make believe and just entertainment.This is reality and i am the most powerful minister in this state and you are just an advocate,or ordinary advocate for some chari or some name like poori.'

Raman gently placed his hand on Vaidyanathan's shoulder and the minister felt the heat and strength in the young mans' grip even though it was just a soft touch ' Correct,i am neither rajini or vijay but just raman and this raman took out six of your thugs in a few moments and i can take on how many ever you send against me and that is something rajini and vijay cannot do.And lastly,i am neither a child nor an actor and it is you who are living in a world of illusions.'

Then suddenly just like that,Raman's face softened and with concern he looked at Vaidyanathan ' sir,take some time to really think over what you are doing and most importantly spare a thought about your late daughter and what she might have said or done if she found out her husband and child were being threatened by her own father?'

Vaidyanathan's face too softened and the pain flickered in his eyes and then his lips contradicted his eyes and raman knew what the old man's soul was made of when he heard the words that came out of the man's mouth ' I am doing all this because my daughter is dead and gone and if she had been here then i would not be doing this,would i Raman?'

Both men stood in quiet and calmly and then Raman nodded ' sir,please convey my respects to your wife' and walked out of the house and getting into his car slowly drove out of the compound and spoke to himself ' Well,Raman,there is no going back now is there.So,i guess you have to just go ahead and do what needs to be done.'

Minister Vaidyanathan picked up his phone and called the man who he had spoke to a few days back ' What's happening with the report that i wanted? and the man replied ' a few more days sir and it will be ready.I will come home and we will talk directly.It is never safe to discuss stuff on these new gen mobile phones for one can never be sure as to who is listening in to out conversations.'

Vaidyanathan angrily ' I am the top man in this state and who would dare to snoop on me' and the man replied with a very serious tone ' You never know sir.Better to play it safe and keep it quiet.And by the way,thanks for the money transfer.'

'There is more money for you if get this done and then there is even more, in case you take up and finish the job,i mean really finish it.'

The man hurriedly ' Interesting and yes i will see it through sir.Bye for now.'


"There shall always be that voice that will tell you how you are wasting your time and ability, how you shall fail, how some tried and failed, why your prevailing slips are indications of your future doom, why you are unworthy to dare, why your background mismatches your vision and aspiration, why your personality misfits your mission and how arduous the errand is. You have a choice. You have your thought. You have what burns in you that tells you how you can make it. Though the world may be interested in your success, it is much interested in your slips and mediocrity as-well. Your vision must keep you in your mission. Dare in wisdom. Dare unrelentingly. Ponder! Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Come and talk to me


It was about 6.00 am in the morning and i sat in the morning sun on a rather sad looking cement bench facing the sea.I must have been sitting there for about ten minutes but then i kind of blanked out into some haze like dream and what can i say about that trick up my sleeve which i have been using from as long as i can remember.

But it must have been more than ten minutes for it always is and it was nearly 40 minutes and the sun had already crested from a red dot to a white blazing halogen lamp.And as always it was not the sun and his power that brought me out of the haze that i had so comfortably retreated to but the fat pup that had jumped up on to my lap and had fallen asleep and now probably hungry was gently using his teeth to nibble my thigh,trying to wake me up.

Startled and irritated for being woken up,brought out from my stupor,i looked at the fat pup,na,nearly fat dog ' you should be ashamed of yourself and your rude manners.First,you jump onto my lap and make yourself comfortable and then you go on to disturb my peace.What have you got to say for yourself?'

The fat pup,dog,canine sat on its rear and offered me his right paw and i went his from its cos,when the dog sat,well his tiny( goddamn it,dick prick,) was visible to the entire universe and since i am not the famous arjuna who could see,focus and concentrate on one object,i,my eyes i mean take in the whole frame and is not blessed enough to Zoom into the dog's eyes leaving everything else out of the frame and out of the concentration.

Well,arjunas eyes and the lap dogs dick out of the way,i persisted with my question ' so,dog,what have you got to tell for your rude behaviour?'

The deep voice to my left,alerted me to the stranger who sat next to me and the voice had just asked me a question ' Does the dog understand your question?' and i went,i mean my face expressed what my mouth did not and those expressions which in acting terms are called Mind voices were ' of course,you idiot.The dog does understand me.what a stupid question?'

But,well,i being a cultured( whatever that is supposed to be) well-mannered( crap.what the F is well mannered anyway for most of the well mannered people have well manners in their lips,hold their forks and spoons like english royalty but their eyes seem to be always stripping away the clothes of women aged 10 to 100?'

Okay,if Vijay mallya is a well mannered chap,why is he today a fugitive? okay,okay i will end that for i guess you got my drift.

Anyway,i answered the question that the man sitting next to me on the bench had posed with a timid' yes,he can understand me.'

The man not happy with my reply,dived in ' How,i mean how do you know that the dog understands you or rather is understanding you.'

I nearly dropped my well mannered and cultured deceptions and wanted to punch him in the eye but i resisted for he looked pretty old and ancient although i grudgingly admit that his eyes shone much brighter than mine which were just reflections of the morning sun.

And calming my natural urges,inclinations to idiotic and stupid questions,i arranged my face into that of a cherub dripping with the sarcasm of the late cho and went ' The dog put his paw out and accepted his guilt and that he had committed a blunder by jumping onto my lap and nibbling at my leg.'

The old man with young shiny eyes ' But how did he know what you were asking of him or accusing him of?'

OMG! I nearly tried an imaginary kung fu seated left kick that is shown in movies,those funny chinese movies where the man speaks and the dialogues come a few hours later.non sync you people.

What! you readers think that i myself always write in non sync.crap.honestly.sweet jesus.

Anyway,coming back to that seated left kick which is virtually impossible to do in real life and in real time and as always only posible in movies,chinese or rajinikanths films.

But a seated left kick,if attempted,would dislocate your left hip,tear those two buggers that dangle between us men and in all probablity tear all the organs inside and leave you a crippled hobo forever.

I looked at the old man ' didn't i just say the dog put his paw out for he understood what i was asking,accusing him of.'

The old man opened his mouth and i raised my left hand to shut him up and with both my eye brows raised like Vijaykanth,i growled ' he understood my tone,my intent,the emotion behind my words.sensing my irritation and frustration,the dog realised that he had blundered and hence put out a placating paw.'

The old man clapped his hands and it sounded like thunder ' Bravo,child,bravo and there you have it satish,the exact answer that i wanted from you.'

Then he gently placed his hand on my shoulder and i trembled with the tremendous energy behind it and his eyes crinkled and smiled ' now,can you yourself apply that in real life,when people f**k up and offer a paw in reconciliation rather than cut them out of your lives.'

I went ' what the f? what are you,some saint or some shit like that?'

The old man sighed ' i only wish you and others like you stop using so much cuss words and that too while carrying on a conversation,a pretty serious one as this?'

Ashamed,Embarrassed,i went ' well,that is today's style and i am actually much better when compared to most others.'

The old man waved my confession away ' don't worry about that and worry about what i just said.If the dog can understand your tone which is a reflection of your thoughts then why don't and others do the same thing.'

Well,then and there i was damn sure about one thing and that was that the burning sensation that i felt in my gut was an ulcer that had just been given birth by my tummy and with tremendous patience,i looked at him and then i looked at him and well,he was not there and the fat dog that sat on my lap had vanished too and i woke to the loud barkings of the dogs on the street just beneath my window and opening it,i yelled ' you f...ing fools.It is 12.00 in the night and let me sleep in peace and quiet.'

As always the dogs understood the tone and intent behind my curses and the thoughts behind my curses and went quiet and padded off.

R.I.P. SRIDEVI

No words just grief.Goodbye lady.You truly were a great and wonderfully gifted actor.Godspeed.

Requiem


A requiem is a religious ceremony performed for the dead. A requiem, or dirge, can also be a piece of music used for this ceremony or in any other context honoring those who have died.requiem(especially in the Roman Catholic Church) a Mass for the repose of the souls of the dead.an act or token of remembrance.


This,these words of mine in this article is a Requiem of sorts for Sridevi and for many souls who have left us over the years.

To,even attempt to put down into words and give my emotions a semblance of form,i have to start from yesterday morning.I guess,okay am pretty damn sure that you readers of my thoughts know by now that i am an early riser and also an early to bed sort of guy and yesterday and the past few days have been a bit more earlier than usual.For,i am recovering from a sudden onset of a viral infection and as is my norm offlate,i thought i could beat it by just chilling and shutting down all my activities and resting and giving time for my body and its Immunity system to do its job.The virus hit me on tuesday morning and it and i held on with battling with fever,body aches and generally feeling crappy all over and then the pain in the throat got a lot worse and i knew that i was opening myself to secondary and bacterial infections and so off i went to Anbu clinic to see my anbu doctor,Mr.Tamil arasu and he put me on a mild dose of antibiotics and so i began the fight back with the virus,bacteria etc.

The whole of saturday,i was knocked out and i kind of generally stretched myself on the bed watching tv,napping,reading,eating,watching tv and feeling pretty bad for my whiny self.The throat pain went away but left behind its influence and my normal voice turned into a squeak and i found it rather funny and i went around trying to talk to everyone and they all went " wow,your throat is really f...d man and then add to it my eyes became red and resembled Nadigar thilagam shivaji's eyes when he is raging in those emotional crying scenes.

Yesterday,a sunday,i made myself a cup of filter coffee and sat before the desk top computer and wondered how or what i was going to write and proceed with Jannal oram when suddenly the article,thoughts of " Come and talk to me" popped in and i put them on to my notepad and then opened my browser to google a couple of words ( yeah,yup,i think i am in the beginning stages of ALZHEIMERS) and there was the news about Sridevi passing away in Dubai a few minutes ago.

1.30 AM in the morning,viral attacked,groggy by antibiotics,eyes red and gooey and here i sat hit hard in the head by this news of sridevi's death.

I felt a pain in my gut,a physical reaction and my lips went ' shit,no,no.comeon,must be some cruel joke being played or some evil rumor.Cannot be for she is just in her 50's' and i sat staring at the screen for nearly ten minutes and well then site after site confirmed the tragic news and i went Numb,numb in pain and dumbstruck and i felt something break in me,a loss.

Sorry,Tech news


In the 1950's, two sociologists, Donald Horton and Richard Wohl, coined a term: parasocial interaction. The term describes the phenomenon in which the audience feels they have a relationship with the celebrity, despite their actual distance.

Mass media gives the viewer the illusion of having a face-to-face relationship with the performer. The association with the celebrity is so strong, that the viewers sense that the celebrity actually exists in their physical world.

Although the relationship is one-sided, people can strongly identify with celebrities. When a famous person dies, the significant relationship feels especially strong. We see a big outpouring of grief when a celebrity or public figure dies especially on social media sites. The expression of grief is as if they were part of our family or group of friends. In a way, famous people are an extension of our friends and family. Although we don't know them and probably have never met them, they are very much a part of our lives as we know so much about them. Online we could watch where they shopped, dined and took holidays. They were readily available to us on gossip sites as well as in their day job in drama series, films and TV shows.

It also affects on a more personal level if they are close in age to our own. In the cases of Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson, it was felt that at around 50 years of age they were too young to die. We grew up listening to their music and looked up to them as role models even when perhaps they were not appropriate ones. Diana Princess of Wales not only was very young, but also had two young boys; the fact that she was in such an awful car crash was a big shock. A a celebrity death can remind us of friends or family who have died and can replay all the feelings of grief and loss.

Celebrities not only enter our head space consistently, but our hearts and emotions. They show us what is humanly possible through stepping out on stage, or on a basketball court. They epitomize talent and hard work. They are sewn into the news of our lives, day after day. Our favorite celebrities cheer us up on a lonely evening at home, inspire us during a you tube break from work, and move us with their human struggles to stay fit, or sober, or just plain alive.

Think of Lady Diana and the outpouring of love. How can one not be touched by the presence of such a person, by such a story of innocence, longing, and betrayal? Hounded by paparazzi, her death was a tragedy and one that continues to play out for so many celebrities on both sides of the pond. Perhaps as fans, there is a silent collective nod to the way that many stars have been

Where so much has been given, where a heart has been touched and opened where a mind has opened toward a new idea humans will sometimes feel the gratitude. And so, the sorrow of losing that creative life is real for so many.


70's to 80's

The first time i saw sridevi was on the big screen,in black and white and in the film Moondru mudichu and i admit that i was too young to form any kind of opinion or liking to her or any of them although Rajinikanth scared the piss out of me in that song "Vasantha Kala Nadigalile" and then it was kavikuyil,16 vayathinile,Kalyanaraman,sigappu rojakal,Dharma yuddham and so on.

Then came 1982 and two of my favorite films,Moondram pirai and Vazhvey Maayam and the only two films that i actually sat and cried in the darkness of the hall and it was all because of Kamal haasan.And yet,sridevi was there from the time i came to chennai and until my high school before leaving me and flying off to Bollywood.
Funnily enough,i began to see more of the younger sridevi on television which came into our lives in 1975 or 1976,i think.( god,i feel ancient and old)

For most of you,i think you grew up seeing the more glamorous and refined sridevi after she made her entrance into hindi films and the world of Bollywood where she perfected her craft and reigned as the numero uno and all thanks to her training and education in south indian films.

I dare,yes,i dare anybody to match and compare her performances in Moondram pirai,Varumayin niram sivappu to any of her so called hindi films and maybe one can come up with chandni and lamhe where i just saw fleeting glimpses of the once incredibly talented artist.

My thoughts and questions always were ' Sridevi,why did you turn your back on tamil and other south indian films? for they were they one who made you who you are and gave you the platform to leap into bollywood and that too with a remake such as SADMA.

Anyway,who am i or who are we to judge the lady,who is gone too soon but has left a huge body of work that will stand the test of time and will remain a work of art and envy for all actors including me.

Sridevi was blessed with a talent and that was ' perfection,perfect and perfect even more what others think is perfection.'

Yes,perfection for even though she was not as talented in dancing as Madhuri,she matched her,step for step and excelled in it.Comedy,emotions,timing,dance and looks and she had it all before she began to go under the blade.

well,a nose job is acceptable and even getting crooked teeth capped and whitened is okay and accepted but the last few years sridevi had begun to look grossly artifical and frankly sick,trying to look thin,attractive and vying with the younger generation.

My fears are and i hope they are not true and that is that her death might have been caused by some complication or medication that aided her in looking thin and deadly artificial.

No,i will stop and i even only mentioned these personal needs of sridevi for maybe they might serve as an example for others and for those who think looks are everything and let me tell you,they are not.

I will stop and end this Ode to sridevi by thanking her for her movies and for entertaining us for nearly five decades.The curtain has to fall after the show is over and the curtain has fallen on sridevi but not on her body of work that numbers nearly 300 films.Yes my lovelies,the body will go but the spirit will endure on and on and this is even more applicable for movie stars and for people in the public.

In a few days,slowly the attention will die down from the chorus to a single whisper and in a few months it will be all forgotten and maybe next year,they will be brought back and then forgotten again.

But for us,the genuine fans,life goes on and the music will go on.

I leave you with my favourite lyrics from the film Vazhvey Maayam.

vaazhve maayam indha vaazhvae maayam
tharai meedhu kaanum yaavum thanneeril podum kolam nilaikkaadhammaa...
yaaroadu yaar vandhathu? naam pogumpothu
yaaroadu yaar selvathu?



yaaraarkku entha vesamo inge yaaraarkku enna medaiyo...
aadum varai koottam varum aattam ninraal ottam vidum
thaayaale vandhathu theeyaale vendhathu
mei endru meniyai yaar sonnathu...



pirandhaalum paalai ootruvaar inge iranthaalum paalai ootruvaar
undaavathu rendaalathaan oorpovathu naalaaladhaan
karuvoadu vandhadhu theruvoadu poavadhu
mei endru meniyai yaar sonnathu...


naadagam vidum neramthaan uchcha kaatchi nadakkuthammaa
vesham kalaikkavum oivu edukkavum velai nerungathammaa
paadhaigal pala maariye vantha payanam mudiyuthammaa
thaai kondu vandhathai thaalaatti vaiththathai
noi kondu pogum neramammaa...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RILG1RFpxKk

Jannal oram heart to heart

I felt,that as your author of Jannal oram and since our story has just reached a milestone of 150,i should write a few things about this experience.Honestly,Jannal oram just started as a love story in a bus but then kind of escaped its shackles and rose slowly and steadily and has now reached an age of 150.

Even from a very young age,i knew i was old wine in a new bottle,an old,scarred soul wearing new skin for the scenes and experiences of my families soon became mine too and yet i fought hard to retain my own identity,my own soul amidst all those other chaotic souls.

I confess,that i feel pain more acutely than a normal,average human being and hence it hurts and depresses me more,this world of today that we all exist in.I was not normal neither abnormal but just different in that i saw everything differently,felt everything differently and i am sure that there is some kind of technical term for my condition in the realms of Psychology.

But,one thing is sure and that it is a huge plus,a shot in the arm when it comes to telling tall tales, writing about my feelings and also when i rather foolishly try penning poetry.Good is say for as famous proverbs go all of us are unique and all of us are beautiful in our own way.

And now,i realise that being different works very well,not only for writing but also acting because my soul reflects in both of them and sets me apart.I have never been a very ambitious person and people tell me that is one of the reason why i never rose to the top in television and tell me that the same will be true of my movie career.Rather than being shocked or hurt by these observations,i nod,accept and go on with a goofy smile,my soul intact and unbroken and unblemished by life or other lives.


The story of jannal oram started like a leaf dropping on to a calm,crystal pond and yet the ripples that spread from that single movement spread wide,hit the banks and rebounded back and rippled back again and again and now we have a confrontation between two souls and yet it is only love.It has been only love and has always been only love in all my stories for i think love is life and only love makes all things worthwhile.

Actually,if i had no love,trust and respect for you readers,it just would not have been possible to write so much and to keep on writing as the days go by.

2006 was the year when somebody told me about the good things that were being written about muhurtham in our forum and excitedly i joined to see for myself what was being written and well 2006 has come and gone and here we are already touching the 3rd month of 2018.

Twelve years have passed by and passed us all like a flick of fingers and i sometimes actually visit the old pages and my gob drops open wide and i whisper to myself ' sati,you have written so much,posted so much.Is this all real or just another one of your nightmarish dreams and a bubble that is going to break.'

But the bubble has not broken and i see now that all the colors of this bubble are me and all of you and this forum.

I write for you and you all read it for me and so it flows this energy and will keep on flowing.

I have so much to write about,so much to share,so many thoughts about so many things and aspects of life and i will over the days write,shape and deliver them to this forum.

The stories of my friends getting divorced,their silent tears and scary fears,their loneliness,their attempts to make sense of being single again and above all what works between a man and a woman.

Honestly,what is a man and what is a woman and why is there so much chaos and confusion today about their roles and functions in today's life.

old rituals,ancient rules and regulations about marriage and the roles of a man and a woman are today clashing,colliding violently with today's lifestyles and everyday i see so much pain and sorrow and i wonder sometimes if i am a good husband,a good human being to my wife.

Much to my wife's anger and frustration,i constantly,timidly ask her if i am doing okay as a husband and if there is anyway i can get better and she looks at me and goes ' yes,stop asking all these stupid questions and let me sip my coffee and work on my crossword puzzle in piece.'

There is so much that is going on between a man and a woman and yet they don't talk about it,don't want to face it and the majority just go about it while the few go their separate ways.

Where it hurts badly and who suffers the most are the children who are stuck in the middle and many a time i have seen children in such situations scarred and ruined permanently.sad,very sad.

As time flows,i hope to write about all those silent tears,silent fears and those fights that go on between the sheets and between souls in the house of love and the castles called marriage.

I give you all my best wishes and blessings and i hope you and your families have a great day and a great life.

Jannal oram 150

Raman's mobile rang bringing him out of his stupor that he had been in since leaving Minister Vaidyanathan's house on Greenways road and coming out of his dark thoughts,he saw it was his boss Mr.Krishnaswamy and then realising that he had not attached the ear phones to the mobile,switched on his left turn indicator and pulled to the side of the road and then also for good measure switched on the hazard lights and answered the call.

' sir,raman here' and Rangachari's usual bark and growl of a voice sounded remarkably soft and asked ' how did th meeting with the minister go,Raman?'

' as expected and predicted by us.The man is not willing to back down or even give some thought to reason and the troubles he has and is going to create for his own son-in-law.But i will tell you everything once i get back to the office sir.Was that all and the reason for you calling me sir?'

Krishnaswamy iyer's voice too on a more somber note ' I wish it was so raman but i got a call from lakshmi,i mean high court judge lakshmi and she wanted to see you in the chambers during lunchtime.I have no clue as to what the matter is but i have known lakshmi for a very longtime and i bet it is something very important and serious.'

Raman wondering why the judge would be wanting to meet him ' okay sir.anyway i was on my way to court and i had planned to sit in the chambers and start preparing for this case which i think is going to turn out to be the most important one in our firms history.I will see be back in the office by 5.00 pm or so sir and i think it is time we sat and really talked out this case.'

Krishnaswamy iyer growled ' okay raman.That sounds good and so i will see you in the evening.Bye.'

It was nearly 12.30 pm by the time raman managed to reach the high court premises and slowly made his way to the chambers and just as he was about to settle down into a chair,the door opened and the man who helped judge lakshmi in her chambers entered ' raman sir,judge amma wants to see you right away.Please come sir.'

Raman nodded ' One minute please ' and getting up went to the basin and splashed water on his face and wiping it with his handkerchief followed the man wondering what the heck was going on for he was scheduled to appear before the judge regarding the custody case between the mehtas in a week's time and with those thoughts ringing aloud,he reached the chambers of the judge and waited while her assistant who had fetched him knocked and entered and then quickly coming out requested raman to go in while he stood waiting and watching over the chambers.

Raman entered and saw that Judge lakshmi was piling into her food and he was also pleasantly surprised to see a plate set out for another and looked at her and wished her a very good afternoon.

Judge lakshmi nodded ' good afternoon raman.tell me quickly as to what you make of the picture before you.'

Raman smiled ' ma'am,you are eating and yet there is a plate empty and a seat placed next to your right which i have never seen before.So,if the place and plate is reserved for someone,then it is somebody you know pretty well or close with or fond of and yet you have already begun to have your lunch and that again shows that the person and you don't stand much on formalities and have a fair and decent amount of trust between you.'

Judge lakshmi smiled ' excellent son,so who do you think is going to sit down and have lunch with me?'

Raman ' ma'am,your only daughter is in england practicing law there and your husband passed away many years ago and so i guess,i mean i am honored to say that the seat next to you has been reserved for me.'

Judge lakshmi dabbed her lips gently with a napkin and bringing her two hands together,clapped a few times and then indicated with her right hand to the chair and said ' Bravo,raman,Bravo.It is no wonder that Krish thinks so highly of you and sometimes regrets that he is keeping you chained to his firm,Rangachari and associates.'

Raman took a couple of soft chappatis and then filled the plate with some mixed vegetable Sabji and then looked calmly at the judge ' ma'am,you called for me?'

Judge lakshmi nodded seriously ' Yes raman,i called for you so that i could ask you face to face the questions that have been bothering me for the past few days.'

Raman shrugging his shoulders ' ma'am,you know how much i respect you and trust you.so,why this hesitation for you know very well that you can ask me anything you want and i will answer it honestly.But,as long as it does not breach my clients rights and privileges.'

Judge lakshmi with a twinkle in her eyes ' I wouldn't ever do that and we both know that you would never do that too.But then,this has nothing to do with your cases and has everything to do about you and your life.'

Raman looked up and shook his head ' sorry ma'am,you lost me.'

Judge lakshmi leaned back into her chair and looked into raman's eyes and she looked with the eyes and brains coming from nearly 25 years of experience of having looked at all sorts of criminals,liars,murderers and other toxic examples of the human race and then nodded to herself as if she had come to some sort of decision.

She leaned a bit closer to him and whispered ' are you in some kind of trouble raman?'

And with that single question,the game had begun and all their lives would never be the same again.

Redemption 244

"The day misspent,
the love misplaced,
has inside it
the seed of redemption.
Nothing is exempt
from resurrection.
Kay Ryan


The simple marriage ceremony was soon over and then Kandaswamy mudaliyar informed everybody assembled there that lunch was ready and that all of them could slowly make their way to the officers mess at their leisure.

If the wedding went off smoothly and very gracefully,the buffet style lunch was totally a different experience for all those who had attended th wedding and it was all thanks to Renuka's dad,the super rich Kandaswamy mudaliyar who had spared no expense and had flown in the best food from all the five star hotels in Delhi and now it was all laid neatly and in a tastefully and delicious looking Buffet.

Roses of all colors had been stuck to the walls and the officers mess that generally looked spick and span and clean like an ICU now had taken on the look and feel of a Bollywood set from one of those family films of Rajshri Productions.

All made their way to the officers mess and then Rudran opened a champagne bottle and soon the mess was filled with loud cheers and congratulations.

Rudran stood in the center like the sun as everyone moved around him like all the other objects held by its gravity and Renuka looked at him and rudran bent his head and brushed her lips with his lips and whispered i love you renu,my queen and i will love you with every breath of mine and until my last breath.'

Renuka's eyes filled with tears of joy and with all the emotions that she had experienced and she looked at him ' my brave warrior,thank you for everything and i am proud to stand by your side as your queen.'


Everything was going well,beautiful well when slowly the loud cheerful voices began to die down and Both rudran and renuka who were chatting with Balaraman,turned to see what was going on and even from across the hall,he could see clearly the prime ministers personal secretary whisper something to him.

Rudran saw the Prime minister listen and then look at his secretary with a shocked expression and then the secretary ran off and soon a few armed commandos wheeled a large lcd screen tv into the hall and hurriedly attached a few cables to it and then the screen came alive with the republic tv channel's owner,the one and only Arnab goswami screaming as usual ' Breaking news people,republic tv has solid evidence of Aliens having visited earth and that too our great nation that is India.Republic tv is the first channel to bring you this earth shattering news to all its viewers.'

Then the channel changed to another channel that was arnab's old friend not turned foe,Times now and its reporter too was screaming ' Breaking news as we interrupt our normal news schedule to bring this fantastic news of Life from other worlds having visited our country.Times now is the first channel to bring you this irrefutable proof that aliens did exist and that they visited our country.'

The groans of frustration,irritation filled the air and Prime minister Jagannath Mishra looked and saw Rudran next to him and apologised ' sorry rudran,my Secretary informed me that this was some earth shattering news and it had to do with our country and now we call can see what a cruel joke that is being played on us.'

Rudran with a smile ' sir,these news channels and their reports have more comdey and fun filled segment in them than compared to actual comedy channels.But it is okay sir and maybe we should watch it for a few more minutes to see what exactly the news is.'

Gen.veer singh looked at the Prime minister ' sir,maybe it will be better and more informative if we turn to either CNN or BBC channels and then the CNN channel filled the large screen and they all stood in shock,awe and silence as a reporter's voice took them through each of the paintings created by Kottravan nearly 800 years ago.

Prime minister Jagannath Mishra whispered softly and in the silence,each of his words were as loud as thunderclaps.He looked at Gen.veer singh and then at rudran ' How is this possible? How could have somebody painted a spacecraft and that too with so much detail and 800 years ago? surely,this must be a hoax of some kind or another or creations of some master forger intent on playing a cruel joke on all of us.'

The voice that spoke was that of a woman and her accent was in pure,faultless English and none who heard her speak doubted that the language,diction and accent came from the land from where the language had come from.

The voice was that of Malar and stepping forward,she bowed to rudran and then looking directly at the Prime minister ' Sir,why do you think it is a hoax or a forgery?' and the Prime minister shrugging his shoulders 'ma'am,it is just that is simply too incredible to visualize this scenario? please,don't tell me you believe such fantastic and yet fictional fairy tales.'

Malar was about to say something when she caught Rudran's eye,who shook his head and with a nod of understanding spoke to the prime minister ' sir,all our epics,great stories start from actual events and stories that although get exaggerated over time still are true to a certain extent.But i will finish answering your questions with just one reply,a question even and that is, why do we assume that life exists only on this single planet.And i will end with drake's equation which asks,states and explains the probability of life existing on other worlds in this vast universe.'

Seeing that everyone had gathered around her,Malar with a twinkle in her eyes explained ' our sun,our star is but just a medium sized star and actually tiny compared to the trillions and trillions of other stars in billions of other galaxies.Our sun and all the planets revolve around the edge of our Milky way galaxy which is made up of a 100 billions stars and from there we have to widen our senses to the fact that we know with scientific proof that there are nearly a 100 billion galaxies in the known universe and now do the math and ask yourself are we alone and the only life among all the trillions and trillions of stars that exist all over the universe.'

From the way she put it,everyone knew that surely life must and should exist somewhere in the universe and they all shook their heads for it all too mind boggling to absorb.

Malar graciously lifted her glass of champagne and looking at everybody ' i propose a toast to our Honorable Prime minister and a toast to the newly wedded couple.May the live a long and blessed life.'

Everyone lifted their glasses and blessed the couple and many of the army colleagues raised their voices and yelled ' Cheers to Rudy and Renuka' and then Major.Param started singing "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow" and the wedding celebrations continued.

Quietly,Prime minister Jagannath Mishra watched and then turning to Gen.Veer singh ' If i am not wrong,Didn't Rudy introduce that Lady Malar as some queen hailing from some tribe that is in Madurai.But,hearing her speak and that too so eloquently and regarding matters of science,do you actually think she is a member of some tribe.'

Gen.veer singh looked at the Prime minister ' sir,from all the years we have known Rudran,there is one constant factor and that is his inexhaustible reserve to surprise us with all matters regarding him.And,i will not speculate any more for i sometimes wonder who Rudran really is.'

And at that same moment,Malar spoke to Rudran ' my lord,we have to do something about this new development before it becomes too late.'

Renuka smiled and looked Rudran ' okay hero,i guess you are going to fly away and leave me alone for sometime.'

Rudran nodded ' yes baby,but i promise i will be back soon and in time for our son's arrival.'

She leaned into his arms and then suddenly smiled ' well,the prince is awake and wants to know what the party is about' and everyone from Malar,arul,jothi,Palam swamy,Babu,Mrs.kamalam sadashivam crowded around her and gently touched her womb and felt the kicks and roars of the child inside Renu's womb.

Rudran's mother looked at renuka and then at her son ' Rudy,have you selected a name for the child.'

Rudran nodded and gently hugging renuka ' both of us have decided to name our prince " Nikhil"

Everyone clapped and felt the magic of the name and rudran looked at all of them " Nikhil" in sanskrit means complete or entire and in a way ' Nikhil' is going to complete all of us.

The boy who went into the dark and came back with light.