*From & To Sathish* - Thread 4 - Page 111

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Commissioner Viswanathan who had been alerted to the arrival of Deputy Commissioner Ilavarasan by his secretary, looked up at his friend's face as he entered his room and realized that his friend was really upset.

' What's wrong, Ila?'

Then realizing the only thing which could have gone wrong, he relaxed and jokingly asked, ' Got a working over by the old lady, it seems.'

DC Ilavarasan looked at him and exhaling loudly, ' Phew. Working over aside, the doctor gave me a verbal colonoscopy. I have never had one but from the sounds of it, it felt like I was getting one for it still hurts.'

' Ila, I am sorry that you had to face that.'

' Come on Vishy. It is the screams of pain and heartbreak that I had to face and what else or how else could Dr.Girija have reacted to the news and that too with it now being an investigation. I will take her yellings and verbal barrages any day over having to deal with some corrupt politicians and powerful criminals.'

' Sorry, Ila. But with Radha Krishnan gone, the Chief Minister has asked me to close this case and let matters rest for now.'

Deputy Commissioner Ilavarasan could not hear what he had just heard his friend, Chennai's Commissioner had just said and asked him, ' Are you serious? A man has been kidnapped from the parking lot of a famous hospital and then burnt and left to hang on a tree and they want to close the case. Do you realize that the papers and channels are going to have a field day if this gets out.'

' If it gets out and it will not get out. The powers that govern us say that Radha Krishnan's death concludes the problems that Jagatratchagan might have posed for them, since, he will calm down after being told, that the man who was caused his son's death, is no more.'

Looking at Ilavarasan,' you know how this game is played, and then there is that message left behind on that tree where Radha Krishnan's body was found. The chief minister plans to use that to threaten Jagatratchagan, in case, his emissary fails in her mission.'

' What emissary? what mission?'

Commissioner Viswanathan nodded, ' you heard me right, Ila. Minister Kavita is being sent to Madurai to broker peace with Jagatratchagan for there are rumours floating around that the breakaway sections of the ruling party might use this problem to break the dream run of the Chief Minister by creating rifts between him and the Thevar community.'

Getting up from his seat, he came around the table and sat at the edge of the table and facing DC Ilavarasan, ' the Chief Minister is from the Gounder community and the powers that surround him are mostly from the Thevar community, including the one who is second-in-command, the one who has broken the party into two and the most important one is the lady who now languishes in a Bangalore jail and who has vowed vengeance when she returns.'

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Real love is not based on romance, candlelight dinner. It is based on respect, compromise, care and trust!

With the introductions done, the lull Pallavi feared would quickly follow after that was not to be, thankfully, for Stella rescued her by bringing her third drink of the night and placing it on the table.

Ashok pointed to her drink that had an orange wedge sticking out of the glass and commented, ' Now, that really looks cool and refreshing.'

Thanking God and the heavens above her for the opening in the conversation, Pallavi enthusiastically raised the frosted glass and said, ' this is called a Citrus salty dog.'

Taking a large sip, she dabbed daintily at her lips and said, ' this drink is popular when vacationing on beaches. But I like it and have it for the memories of those beaches, now long gone. Makes me feel better.'

Taking another sip, she added in a wistful tone, ' more than better, it certainly helps me sleep better.'

Ashok smiled and Pallavi looked at him and asked, ' may I?'

He nodded and Pallavi raised her hand again and pointed to their table with two fingers and a few minutes later, Stella came back and placed two Citrus salty dogs and left.

Pallavi raised her fourth round and Ashok followed suit and both touched glasses and said Cheers.

' What do you do, Ashok?'

' I write for journals about the latest trends and developments in the medical field.'

' Wow! that is way over my head and my qualification.'

' what do you do, Pallavi?'

Pallavi looked at him and then quickly looked away towards the entrance of the bar through which a young couple was entering and returning to Ashok answered, ' I don't know Ashok. Maybe I am living in my dreams that were never fulfilled and now I doubt if they will ever come true.'

99.99 per cent of people, if they had sat and heard her words would have something to say in return.They would have asked, probed and then tried to give their opinions about what she should do and shouldn't do and all in good spirit. But strangely, Ashok remained silent and instead just looked at her with a smile of understanding and calmness that conveyed trust.

In anybody else, the look, silence and pleasant smile could have been rightfully misconstrued as rude and that would have led her to think of the person as someone who did not give a damn about what she had just said.

Ashok was different and she always trusted her instincts about people and her first impressions were always right.

' Ashok, you are new to this place. For, I have not seen you before this. I am saying this because I am a regular here for the past five years and haunt this place at least twice a week with my friends and know most people who come here by name and sight.'

He smiled and nodded and said,' You are right, Pallavi.Although, I have been here before once, many years ago. I was in Mumbai until a few months ago and only recently returned to Chennai and to a very different Chennai.'

' Absolutely correct, Ashok.I am a native of Chennai and even I sometimes feel lost in the city for it keeps changing and morphing with every passing year. Soon, the Chennai we knew from old will be lost and will become memories and exist only in our dreams.'

She suddenly looked up at him and after staring at him for a few long moments, shook her head in amazement, ' Ashok, I was asking myself and searching my brains for an answer to the question as to what brought me to this table and I know the answer now.'

Ashok looked at her with eyes open and smile open and friendly and Pallavi said,' The answer is trust.My eyes trusted you from across the floor and my eyes have confirmed that trust.'

' Why Trust, Pallavi?'

' Trust, Ashok, is what is sadly lacking in the bloody world. You cannot trust anybody with anything. Not money, not land, not power, not secrets and most importantly, not ones honest and saddest confessions for they will be used against you, to screw you and ruin you.You cannot trust family and friends and least of all, God for he or she is the biggest f..k.r of all and never fails to take a poke at you.'

She raised her glass that was bereft of her fourth round and looking sadly at it, raised her hand and then looked at Ashok who shrugged and said, ' why not? why stop ourselves?'

' That's the spirit, bro. Lets, fu.k..g drown ourselves in at least these spirits that the Evil God has blessed us with.'

Then the fifth drink was brought to her and with that taken inside, Pallavi stood up steady on her feet and gave her hand that Ashok stood up and took and shook.

Pallavi pointed to the handshake, ' see, even your handshake is just right. not too strong or intimate to suggest that you want to get between my legs or weak and limp which would have made me think that either you are gay or worse, a weak and a limp and useless noodle of a soul.'

The handshake over, she reached and gently patted Ashok on his cheek and said softly, ' Everything is so damn right about you and I wish that I had met you when I was young and single. Goodnight, Ashok and don't worry about the bill for it is on me. Thank you for your time for I am feeling good and which is something that I have not felt in a long time.'

Ashok sat down and watched Pallavi make her way to the door and then raised his hand to signal that he was ready to order dinner.

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Pallavi lived in a six-bedroom mansion near Palavakkam and the house was built on a property measuring more than 8 grounds. Devan, as her husband Mahadevan was popularly called, had gifted it to her on their 10th wedding anniversary and in a few months time, the house would soon be celebrating its own 10th anniversary.

She stumbled out of the car using the door for support and seeing their driver Boopathi standing in front of her which was uncharacteristic for him for he was always discreet, and always merged with the shadows when she was in this state.

She looked at him, ' Boopathi. How are your children doing? Do you want some money?'

Boopathi looked at her, ' No ma'am. I am okay and the children are doing fine with both your blessings.'

' What is it Boopathi? You know, you can talk to me about anything? So, just unload it, man?'

' Ma'am, Bharani, our security man called me just before you came out of the bar and informed me that the boss is still awake and is in his study.'

' Holy crap. God knows how he will react if he sees me in this state' was Pallavi's first and immediate thought.

Thanking Boopathi, she took a deep breath and tried her best to walk steadily and managed to reach the door and enter her house.

Then her night which had taken a turn for the worse from what it had been before leaving the bar now took a nosedive, for just as Pallavi was about to sneak into the bedroom, Devan came out and seeing her, greeted her warmly, ' hi.'

Pallavi wished him back and both husband and wife stood looking at each other.

Devan walked towards her and pecked her cheeks tenderly and asked, ' Dinner.'

' No. Maybe I will skip it for I am feeling a bit woozy.'

' You of all persons should know better than to fall asleep on an empty tummy and that too after a few drinks.'

Placing his nose on her lips, he sniffed and looked at her and said, ' Citrus salty dog. Our favourite.'

She looked at him, ' it is nearly 11.30 pm and you haven't eaten yet. Strange.'

' Had to deal with a strange and new customer from America and by the time I was done video conferencing with him and with my managers, time just flew away.'

They both sat at the table which was big enough for tennis to be played and dinner was served.

She watched him eat his brown bread chicken sandwich and the vegetable salad and sip his green tea while she ate her pasta with corn and chicken toppings and polished it off with cold mango pieces buried under a mountain of vanilla ice cream.

Devan took the spoon from her hands and scooping up a piece of mango and ice cream, ate it and rolled his eyes and said, ' lucky you and unlucky me and my diabetes.'

He looked at her cheerfully, ' can't have everything in the world, can we?'

Maybe it was the time spent with Ashok in the evening that made the difference and gave her some impetus to ask her husband, what she asked and regretted it for many days.

' Devan' she said his name softly and when he looked at her, she asked him, ' do you love me?'

He smiled and said, ' then, now and forever, Pallavi. Why the doubt?'

' No. For more than a year now, I have been kind of sensing some distance between us, physically and mentally.'

Devan looked at her and she saw his eyes fill with a sadness that she had never seen before that moment and it tore her heart into pieces.'

She quickly apologised, ' I am sorry for asking such a stupid question. Please forgive me.'

Devan shook his head, ' Don't ever apologise for anything and that too, to me for we are one and will remain one and I repeat my answer, always. I will love you always.'

Her eyes grew large and her lips quivered as the question came out again, ' Then why do I sense this change in our relationship. I feel something is broken somewhere.'

He gripped her hands in his and said, ' Nothing. Just your imagination.'

Getting up, he kissed her head and said, ' Babe, I have a few more calls to make before going to bed. So, finish up and go to sleep and stop worrying so much.'

Pallavi watched him walk into his study and did not know what to make of her feeling for she did not whether to feel good or bad at that moment.

Sensing someone near her, she turned and saw both Keshavraj and Subhadra bai standing and arguing about something, using only their hands and expressions.

The husband and wife duo had been in Devan's family for thirty years now and were considered their wedding present gifted by Devan's parents to them.

They not only took care of the food part of the house but also the overall management of the house and its maintenance. They were more family than their employees.

The only thing that both Devan and Pallavi found fault with them was that sometimes, Keshavraj got drunk and would create a minor scene and then it was a cat and dog fight between him and his wife.

' Both of you. Stop whatever it is you are doing and come and stand where I can see you.'

Husband and wife stood before Pallavi and she took one look at Keshavraj and asked, ' drunk again and back to pestering your wife. what is it now?'

Subhadra bai with tears in her eyes, ' Ma'am, it is the same question again and again and he is not letting me be in peace and so I told him and now he is angry.'

' Told him what, Subhadra and what was his question?

' Do you love me and then why do I feel this distance between me and you?'

Pallavi felt like somebody had just slapped her real hard across her face and she just stared at both of them and then asked Subhadra,' what did you tell him?'

' I said, I love you and will love you until my final breath leaves me. But, don't ask me to respect you when you get drunk every day and ruin your health and more importantly ruin your reputation and good name.'

Pallavi stood up and without saying a word, walked away and headed straight to their bedroom.

Good morning. I wish you all a beautiful day. In case some of my regular forum visitors have not noticed ( I hope you notice. I want you to notice), I have started writing a new story that is called " Unknown and Nameless" and I just posted the fourth chapter.

The name in my opinion, aptly describes the relationship between a man and woman whether they are married, lovers or carrying on in secret.

For Millenia, many great minds have asked one question and that is " What do women really want from a man?" and have found no answer.

Why? because there is simply no right answer as the woman's needs change along with her emotions.

I think the question should be put to both man and woman and asked for answers from both of them.

I think, communication, and honesty, are vital aspects of any relationship and if one has a problem then one needs to be open about it.

Easier said than done when millions of men all around the world at this very moment must be tormenting their partners through physical and mental means.

I have been married for more than 25 years so I guess I am a bit qualified to talk about lives and lies between the sheets.

In case you have not noticed or are still unaware of it, the trailer of the film " Gulabo Sitabo" was released or rather unleashed on the population that has been quarantined for more than 55 days now in India.

For me, it was a silver lining in the darkness which best describes the current pandemic situation.

As if, my favourite star, Amitabh Bachchan was not enough, the film also has Ayushmann Khurrana another of my favourites and then the cherry on the top of the icing and that is this film is by the one and only Shoojit Sircar who has given us such movie gems such as Vicky Donor, Piku, Pink and October.

Having seen the Big B in Sholay back in 1975 and howling like a banshee when he dies in the end, me and cousin Bujju came back home and enacted that scene for our people and many a time.

And yes, he was taller than me, so he got to play Amitabh and I had to play Dharmendra.

45 years later, just a few days ago, I sat and watched Piku again and went, ' wow! Big B is the man."

Remember that fight scene in Deewaar in the shed and now see him as a hunched-up old man fighting with his tenants and showing us his comic vein, time and again.

Big B and Shivaji Ganesan are my idols and Gods of Acting and I spend more time getting their darshan than my personal god, lord Shiva.

Holy Crap. It is lord Shiva himself who is acting through them.

Imagine the man and what an actor he is.

No wonder he is called the master of all arts and stands with one leg gracefully raised in his role of Lord Nataraja.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0qeQ_yHqtA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1gw_uIdnSp4

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Kavita stood up to leave and with a joyous smile, she looked at both Shinogai and Girija and said, ' I have to get back for I am taking the last flight out to Madurai, and this trip concerns Radhu.'

Shinogai who was not up to date with the state's affairs asked Kavita how Radhu was connected with her going to Madurai and she said, ' because he stepped up and stood between men who would have otherwise killed my best friend and his wife and God only knows how many more they would have killed or wounded.'

Taking Shinogai's hand in hers, Kavita thanked her and her son, ' I am still in the dark about who Radhu is and who you are but it matters not for my soul knew the moment it saw your son that we were destined to meet and meant to be with each other. I can tell you with an open heart and without fear that come what may, my life and spirit are entwined with your son, and with all of you.'

' Inshallah, beautiful one. If you and my son were meant to meet and be together, then it is Allah's will and his blessings will always protect you.'

Shinogai kissed Kavita on both her cheeks and said, ' Child, Promise me that you will keep our secrets to yourself and that you will not share it with anyone. By those words, I mean your parents, and also your closest friends. Trust no one for otherwise, we will all be in danger.'

Kavita's eyes filled with concern and Shinogai seeing it, ' Kavita, my son can look after himself and can handle any situation for he is trained to do so and also far worse than this. Trust me, Radhu has been through far graver situations and has always outlasted and outlived them. But this situation is a bit murky in our opinion and until we know who is behind the attacks on Rajashekar and Radhu, we have to be very careful and take all precautions to protect ourselves and our loved ones.'

Dr Girija gently hugged Kavita and apologised for her harsh words and the way she had treated her.

Kavita told her to please forget it and that she would have done the same thing if she had been in her position and with a smile, ' I would have probably behaved and reacted in a far worse manner than you, ma'am.'

Taking leave of both of them, Kavita left the room thanking God for blessing her with a new family and for blessing her with the gift of love called Radha Krishnan.

Girija asked Shinogai where Radhu was at that moment and she said, ' where else, Girima, in his room, fast asleep.'

' What do you think he is going to do next, Shinogai?'

' Knowing my son, he will surely follow Kavita to Madurai and see that she is safe and he will shadow her from the shadows and protect her and will stay here until she returns back to Chennai.'

' But, how is that possible?'

' My son is very resourceful and I am sure that he has many aces up his sleeve and has already worked on all the moves and in a hundred different ways.'

' Shinogai, this is no chess game and from your words, I am beginning to feel a bit nervous.'

She got up with her mind seemingly made up and Shinogai asked Girija what she was planning to do.

' Talk to the MD of the hospital and request them to place security guards outside the door.'

' No, Girima. Please, don't do that for it will ruin our effort in finding out who is behind the two attacks on both Raja and Radhu.'

Girija watched a dark smile fill Shinogai's face and asked, ' you are planning something, right?'

' Yes. Patience, planning and preparing for any eventualities are the only ways to handle problems. Be it in war or be it in life.'

“All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when we are able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must appear inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near.” ― Sun tzu, The Art of War

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The words spoken by her cook Subhadra Bai were like some voice thundering from the heaven itself and Pallavi flinging her expensive heels away, just collapsed into the bed, weighed down by the words and the questions they were asking of her.

' What is wrong with me? why am I feeling so miserable?' she asked herself as she slowly cried herself to sleep and then they seemed to slowly dissipate as Ashok's face came into her thoughts and filled her dreams and she finally fell into a deep and deserved sleep.

Mahadevan heard the gentle snores of his wife and he smiled to herself and stood looking at her with care but also with worry for he knew that her addiction to alcohol was spiralling out of control. But, he did not have the heart or the guts to talk to her about for he feared the worst and that was losing her.

Not knowing what to do and how to go about it, Devan whispered, ' I am here baby but where are you?'

Pallavi woke up and saw that it was still dark and reached to touch her husband but found his side empty. Slowly, she reached for the lamp that was on her side and switching it on, cursed for the clock showed the time and it was " 11.00 AM" and late morning.

Late in the evening and at about 7.00 pm, she came downstairs and saw Devan sipping his green tea and watching BBC and greeted him.

' Oh no! you are leaving.'

Pallavi nodded and looked at him, her expression declaring to him that he knew that this was the time she went out to meet her friends.

' No problem. Have a good time and enjoy yourself.'

She smiled and bent and planting a kiss on his cheek, walked away into the night, her mind filled with more questions now than before.

Sitting in the car, she kept praying, ' God, let him be there. Please, let Ashok be there at his table.'

She saw him and knew that the Gods still answered her prayers and wondered if she deserved their attention when someone more in need could have used it.

Ashok looked up and flashed his polite and warm smile and waved and his smile filled her troubled soul and gave wings to her and she walked to him.

She sat down and saw that there was no drink in front of him and instead he was halfway through a sandwich and looked at him, ' waiting for me, Ashok.'

' Yes and also I was feeling very famished after skipping lunch.' pointing to the sandwich, ' they make a mean sandwich here and just like the way I like it. Lots of chicken and veggies and sans the mayonnaise and butter.'

Pallavi looked at him and thought to herself ' those are the exact words Devan uses' and smiled in the comfort of the similarities between Ashok and Devan.

Even before she could raise her hand, two large Citrus Salty dogs were brought to their table by Stella and placed on the table and she said, ' Courtesy of your friend, ma'am.'

They said cheers, tapped their glasses and Ashok raised it and toasted her, ' To Pallavi. May, she always remain blessed with all that is beautiful and that is good on this earth.'

Her eyes misted over with happiness and left a film of wetness in them and she smiled and said, ' I wish you the same, Ashok.'

After a few sips, both looked at each other in comfort and Pallavi looked at him and said, ' There is a saying that we women always spout and which is " all the good men are either taken or they are Gay."

Ashok studied her and finishing a few sips, asked her, ' why Pallavi? why do women say that?'

' because of men like you, Ashok. Most women would die to have a man like you in their life?'

' Does that include you?'

' Absolutely Ashok but then that would ruin this intimacy that I value more than you in my life.'

' But, I am already in your life, Pallavi.'

Pallavi who was just about to take a sip, placed the glass back and looked at him with a bit of irritation in her face and asked, ' How did you jump to that conclusion?'

Ashok smiled ' Why else would a classy and beautiful woman like you want to sit with me, talk with me and drink with me? Time is a valuable gift and you are a woman who would think not once or twice but a million times before you spend that time in the company of a total stranger like me. That shows you trust me and have accepted me as a friend and that is why I said I am already in your life as a friend.'

Pallavi clapped her hands softly and saluted him, ' boss, we women only read about men like you in books and see them in films but rarely in real life.'

Ashok bent his head in a bow and touched his right hand to his forehead and said, ' thank you, ma'am but I am just your garden variety man and nothing more.'

He leaned into the table and came closer to Pallavi and asked, ' Do I have your permission to ask a few questions about your life, I mean your personal life?'

Pallavi sighed and looked at her empty first round and whispered without looking up, ' please do for I need someone to talk to for I feel so lost and lonely.'

' Can you please describe your husband for me although I think I know a bit about him from you.'

Pallavi's eyes flared with confusion, ' what? But, I have hardly spoken about my husband to you? How can you form an opinion about someone without even meeting them? Isn't that presumptuous and wrong on your part?'

She waited for his reply and when he did not offer it, goaded him, ' well, go on then. Say it and be done with it for I think I know what you must be thinking of my husband and that too just after meeting me a couple of times.'

' I think your husband loves you very much and that you love your husband as much as he loves you.'

Pallavi had thought different and had expected Ashok to say that her husband was mean and wicked and was probably screwing around with other women and was bored with her and to get her out of the way, gave her all the money she wanted.

But, here was this stranger who had just spoken and spoken true and well and had not reached into her very soul.

Ashok looked at her with surprise, ' why that surprise look on your face?'

' Because I was expecting something else. Something mundane, cliched and creepy. Buuut.'

She took the napkin that he offered and gently dabbed her eyes whose dams were threatening to burst free and mumbled, ' You are right. But, off late, for more than a year, I have been sensing this growing distance between us and I don't know what to do or how to go about it.'

She had not expected him to reach and take her hand and she had not expected to feel so comforted by that simple touch and then all she could do was nod her head when he said what he said.

' If you trust me then you will do exactly what I tell you to do and without any doubts or questions.'

She looked at him and nodded her assent.

She watched him raise his glass in a toast to her and then they both sat quietly and drank together, nursing their drinks and their thoughts and made small talk about everything and that meant nothing.

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' If you trust me then you will do exactly what I tell you to do and without any doubts or questions.'

The words spoken by Ashok kept her awake most of the night and most of the time she lay awake, her mind envisioned many scenarios in which she and Ashok were alone and some of them were downright scary. She had known him for a very little time and they had just met a few times and to top it all, she wondered, ' a man who I met in a bar and barely know wants me to meet him tomorrow and I said okay.'

She asked herself if she was stupid and reckless and questioned her morals and character for agreeing to meet Ashok and finally decided that she would not meet him and think of some excuse when she met him again at the bar.

With that decided, Pallavi drifted away into a deep sleep and woke up at 7.00 am and went down to the dining hall for a cup of coffee.

Mahadevan who was just finishing up his breakfast, smiled and greeted her, ' Good morning, sunshine.'

Pallavi looked at him and shyly, chided him, ' stop with all that false flattery. Like the sun, I too am dimming with middle-age, kind sir.'

' But, a star will always remain a star, Pallavi and you are my star and will remain my only star.'

She looked at him and then even before she realized and could control her thoughts, they spilled out as sounds and words, ' then, why do I sense this distance between us, Devan?'

He looked at her and shaking his head, unable to understand, ' what distance are you talking about, Pallavi?'

' Stop lying, Devan. You know what I am talking about and if you really love me then you will agree and honestly that there is some strange space that has come between us.'

' Pallavi, Honestly, I won't call it a distance but a minor adjustment that all marriages go through. We are both in our mid and late forties and our bodies change, minds change and with that, sometimes relationships too change. Maybe, that is why you feel this imaginary distance between us. Trust me, I love you more now than before and will do anything for you.'

He looked at his watch and looked at her, ' I am flying to Mumbai for a meeting and will be back by night.'

He stopped and placing a kiss on her head as he always did and said, ' I am glad that we are talking, sunshine. Talking and discussing problems is very important and very healthy. Let's pick it up over dinner tonight.Bye.'

Pallavi nodded and wished him well and continued sipping her coffee.

Her phone beeped informing her of an SMS and opening it, saw it was from Ashok.

" Good morning. Please meet me, if it's possible at the Kilpauk Cemetery, at 10.00 am. If you are not there, I will understand."

Pallavi read the message, and read it again and again, and in the end, decided that she would go and meet Ashok.

Some of you might know about Mr.Chitra Lakshmanan and most of you might not. I had the privilege of acting with this multi-faceted and talented gentleman in " Aanandham" many years ago.

He is a writer, journalist, actor, producer, director, distributor and maybe more. 😃😃

For a year and more now, Chitra sir has been active on YouTube with his show called " Chai with Chitra" and with another sister show called " Touring talkies."

In the show chai with Chitra, which is more of a talk and chat show than an interview, he talks to many people from all walks of the film world.

Trust me when I tell you that the talks bring out many hidden gems of knowledge about actors, directors, writers, producers and musicians.

I am happy to share the videos of one of my favourite actors, Revathi as you all know and Asha as we all know.

I am sorry if I have not mentioned before, that my wife and Asha are cousins.😊

I am also taking the liberty of sharing a song from my wife's first film In Harihar Nagar and this film came about because of Asha and her recommendation to Dir. Fazil.👍🏼

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lSETHHZk5bI

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