"I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing. Neil Gaiman, The Kindly Ones
Okay,appo,why this title " gurukulam " you might wonder and you are right and i am also right.For these series of articles are about the few people from the world of entertainment that made a difference in me and some who have remained as close friends.
I think my future was predestined from the beginning and even before i was born.My Aunt who later became my guardian had been a very famous kannada actress and had also produced a few films and was on her way out and married when i came into her family.Honestly,i had no clue as to her acting prowess,fame until i was well into my teens and maybe i got my acting genes from her.
My aunt Vijayalakshmi was my dad's youngest sister and i have been told that she liked me so much as a baby that she carried me along to the sets when she went to work.Now,maybe,just maybe the loud yells of " Lights,actions" honed itself into my baby psyche and i must have liked it or at least felt comfortable with the lights,actions and sets that today i am here now before you as an actor.
Coming back to the first months of 1999 and after two shedules of " Minsaara poove" in coonoor for vijay tv i was now neck deep in the work of " saarthakam " and although a bit of a strange language,i found myself more relaxed and comfortable with the malayalam unit and with sushmaji,a gujju director.
I will tell you why and though the reasons are very simply put,you should read and i request you to read all that is left unsaid and between the lines.
The set of minsaara poove was just about okay and passable but then i felt the subtle politics,pushed aside and not being given the same treatment as the other hero.
Okay,i will explain first,briefly the synopsis of Minsaara poove and then you will be better able to understand it and what i really mean.
The story is about two doctors in coonoor hospital and i play one doctor who is in love with the other doctor,played by swarnamalya who in turn is in love with the a widower,who also has a 6 year old daughter and obviously does not believe in love but in the end they join together and that is the story
The widow character was played by Mr.Ravi raghavendar( aniruddhs dad) husband of director lakshmi or ammu as she was called popularly and need i say more.
Scenes where i wanted to do more,emote more,give more were pushed aside and in the end my role,even though it was the second lead just faded and held no meaning for me or the audience.
That was a very important lesson i learnt and i have leant similar lessons all through my career and i confess that it does not hurt anymore and i laugh and think ' Fools,you just lost the chance to make use of a good actor.'
( I think my looks,screen presence has always been a bit intimidating for many who want to work,cast me in good roles for they in their own words tell me " Sir,romba vellaiyavum,romba Azhagavum irukeenga.)
Okay,if this was the case in a tamil serial,then it was totally opposite in a malayalam serial where i truly played the lead and had dozens of fantastic scenes to act out and the lessons that i learnt from my Guru Sushmaji have not been forgotten and will remain until my last performance and that is i hope,well and truly into my 70's and 80's.( Hopefully)
Like minsaara poove,Saarthakam the mallu serial was a triangular story and a beautiful one.
The hero (satish) and the heroine ( beena george) and their best friend,the other hero ( Hari nair) are close friends.Satish and beena are deeply in love but hari is also in love with beena but does not show it and never reveals it.But satish knows that hari is in love with the woman who he is going to get married but never shows it and graciously,respects his best friend hari's love and keeps calm about it.
Satish and beena's wedding is fixed and hari nair heartbroken flies off to america to do his medicine and he gives a wedding gift to satish and wishes him the best.
Just as all this side of the story is going on,There is a darkness hanging over satish's family which is called Multiple sclerosis and he has already lost his mother to it and yet has no knowledge about his family's deadly but secretive disease and now his younger sister who he is very fond of has fallen ill and is doing badly.
His elder sister who took up work after their father retired as an accountant is doing her best and now the wedding of satish and beena takes place and off they go to a beach resort for their honeymoon.
The first two days are good although the hero satish often complains of a strange numbness in his limbs but his newly wedded wife beena jokes that it is all because of the hard work in their bedroom.
The next day,they are walking on the beach,playing with the waves when suddenly satish falls down into the water unconscious and beena drags him to safety.
So,the real story starts and now the hero satish too has Multiple sclerosis and the fight begins.medical bills begin to mount and even though he is not able to walk or talk properly,the hero gets a job in a small company where they constantly make fun of him and how he limps and sometimes mumbles his words.
I have to pause the story here and tell you the effect most of these scenes had on my director,camera man and others in the unit as i put in one great shot after another and came out with flying colors.
There is one scene where,the hero's wife leaves him near the office entrance and leaves and then the hero realises that his legs are not working properly and he has to climb down twenty to twenty five steps and after that sushmaji gave me kiss on my cheek and that was the beginning of many kisses.
Please remember that it was not only me but everybody else who put in great performances from beena,megha my sister and a few others including a kutty boy who plays the tea boy in the office where i work and often comes and cheers me up when people make fun of my health problems.
Unlike minsaara poove,the vijay tv weekly serial,Saarthakam was planned to be shot and finished in two schedules.The main schedule was to be in chennai and the rest in trivandrum.
The shedule proceeded smoothly and went into the beginning of April and then we broke off for a break and prepare for the trip to trivandrum.
Ten days passed and the day before i leave to Trivandrum,a phone call came and i sort of recognised the voice but did not know exactly who it was.
See,this was 1999 and although mobiles had already made an appearance in india and more importantly in chennai,the call rates were like through the roof.
Outgoing calls were like 20 or 24 rupees and incoming calls were like 18 rupees and so,just dwell as to how expensive that was.
I had a BSNL lan line and also a mobi-link pager for being contacted and so that evening,that fateful evening in the first week of April 1999,the day before i was leaving to Trivandrum,the call came and it was Mani ratnam's associate director Shiva kumar and i said ' hello Shivakumar ' and he replied ' sir,shooting from tomorrow for Alaipayuthe.Location,hindu office and we need your dates for the next fifteen days.'
My hands gripped the phone and my head spun and i heard whispers from the darkness and i recognised the voices of fate,karma and destiny ' Bro,enna you thought you can come into this world and live happily with your parents and little brothers.Let me show you what i can do and with a wave of a wand,fate and life made my family and my life of five years disappear.'
And now the same voice,the same fate and life stood with their hands on their hips ' Dei,idiot.what did you think,we will just let you act in a mani ratnam film just like that and become famous? stupid,no pain no gain bro.life is not easy so now show us what you are made of.'
Enna koduma saravana.
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