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Posted: 6 years ago

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It was just after Pongal, and coming back from the temple when I saw the two missed calls from Ramya, and thought " Okay, another film audition in which I will do well and yet they will get back saying that I am too young for the role of a 40's man."

Even with the tv serial Kalyana parisu 2 putting food on my table for the past few months, a film audition, an opportunity to meet film people is not something to be brushed aside casually and so I called her back.

Ramya is a film artiste co-ordinator, who I have known for a few years now through my sister Vanitha for whose talented daughter Trishaala, Ramya had worked within a few films like " Rajini Murugan, Yennai arindhaal and Ratchasan".

She had, in fact, sent me for an audition for the Ajith film Aaramabam a few years back and although I was selected, I turned it down for the role was that of a scientist among five other scientists and more importantly, the pay was pathetic. Small role, small pay = bad treatment and placing yourself in the category of the rather derogatory termed class " Junior artiste" or worse " Atmosphere or background characters".

But she did redeem herself and then sent me for an audition for " Mersal" and I was selected. They made me stew for two months and came back finally saying " Sir, ungalluku mature look ille sir".

Correct, your thoughts are exactly my thoughts " appa enna mayirukku photova paarthu koopite, audition panne".

Ramya answered and told me that the audition was for the role of a Chief minister's P.A and I had to be there by 10. am dressed formally.

For a moment, I forgot her and her words and thought ' Sat, you have already done the role of a Union Ministers PA in Arima Nambi and now another role of the same kind. Soon, they will call you PA Satish and typecast you in that role forever."

My thoughts were broken as Ramya's words and importantly the name " Director Selvaraghavan " tore through my hesitation and I mumbled 'Selvaraghavana, enna avaraoda padama. But, he is right now doing a film with Surya called " NGK" ille.'

Shaved, neatly dressed in neatly pressed clothes, I auditioned and gave my best and stopped near a Shiva temple on the way back and prayed to him.

From the very beginning of my career in television, the director and story have always taken precedence over my role and my pay.

So, getting to work with a talented person like Director Selvaraghavan was a boon and when Ramya asked " Enna paymentu kekkatum", my reply was 'Take whatever they are offering and for gods sake don't lose this project for it is not about money but about my work and my development as an actor.'

The location for the first day was in the 12,000 sq foot Godzilla residence of Ideal beach resorts owner near Neelankarai and I reached the location early and was shown into the house.

12,000 sq ft house, housing its owners whose hearts were 120,000 sq ft large and who were kind, gentle and gracious to me and everyone I guess, hope so, hopefully.

A point I would like to make " Life is like a mirror and reflects what you show it. A smile is mostly always blessed and reflected back. Love and grace are mostly reflected back' and here life means lives, people, other souls.

It was nearly 8.00 am when a tall man with a shaved pate walked in and I stood up and greeted him and introduced myself and he said his name was Gopi.

A copy of the scene was given to both of us and after finishing with it, we made small talk and I learnt that he was from the film institute and that he had worked as a cameraman.

Then, he told me his surname which left me numb with joy and drooling for my lower jaw had dropped to the floor and I did not know why he gently tapped my arm and only realised that it was because tears had filled and had bloomed in my eyes and then gently rolled down.

All I did was repeating 'Kannadasanoda payana, Avaroda magana' and then I grabbed his arms and begged for a selfie and graciously he consented and whispered " My dad has this effect on almost all the people who I come in contact with and even after 3 decades and more since his passing.'

I closed my eyes and flashed back to my childhood days in Bengaluru and back to the times, brief moments with my parents and under a roof that belonged to me and remembered all the Tamil people who dwelled around us.

I have been aware of Tamil from all the Tamil songs that I grew up with and it was that same Tamil that I carried in my orphaned soul when I came to Madras ( Chennai) back in 1973.

Tamil then meant Tamil songs, Tamil films, Tamil actors and that was all I knew then and I guess even now.

Put all three, actors, music and songs together and you get a grand total of the genius creator Kaviarasu Kannadasan.

I could not meet the great man himself but I thank god that I at least had the honor of meeting a vessel, a soul in which runs his blood.

Idhu podhum enakku

So, this post is a small dedication, a tiny token of thanks to the creator, energy called Kannadasan who remains ever alive and whose soul burns even more brightly than before and will continue for a long time to come or maybe forever.

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Posted: 6 years ago

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SHAKTI

Woman

She is my Mother. She is my sister. She is my wife. But, most importantly she is my friend and the better half of me.

She is not only more than my equal but rises and raises me with her breath.

Mother, sister, friend, and wife and in one word, creator and God.

I am proud to say that I am blessed to call many women as my friends and more.

Friends who have now become my family and family who have now turned friends and more.

Thank you, woman and I have always known that Man himself is contained inside the word Woman.

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Jannal Oram 278

There are two great days in a person's life, the day we are born, and the day we discover why. William Barclay

In all his thirty and few years, Raman had never ever been in such a nerve-wracking situation and if his Sensei Devarajan had been there, he would have seen the tell-tale signs that his favorite student was exhibiting.

But, he was not here and he was far away in Chennai and was putting himself in harm's way and if his sacrifice was not enough then that meant the killers would then invade his house and then all would be lost.

Raman grabbed V.K. Singh's right hand that was just being raised to place the cigarette into his lips and yelled ' sir, no. No shooting please.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan nearly punched Raman in his face but held back with great restraint and instead growled " What the f**k is your problem young man? You think you are in some spectacular sale where you are deciding which tv or what fridge to buy. For God's sake, make up your bloody mind son.'

Raman turned on the Brigadier and asked' Sir, why are you here right now?' and pointing to all the commandos who were watching there boss interacting with a civilian with amusement ' all these great warriors and the warriors who are right now around my house, in hiding for the killers?'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan's eyes raged and trembled with anger ' Is that a question for me? and that just when we are about to launch an operation against those bas***ds who murdered my daughter and your friend in cold blood.'

V.k. singh looked at Raman ' Raman, what is it? why this sudden change of mind sir?'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan angrily ' obviously because he does not want to risk his family but is willing to risk my men to save his family. This is so bloody typical of you bloody civilians sir. you will allow us to die and be shot and injured by bullets, bombs, and missiles and then have a ceremony where you will gift us or our family members lakhs and crores and probably along with some piece of land and will walk away after that. But, not before taking pictures along with dead and maimed and use it for your election campaigns.'

Stepping closer and in Raman's face ' My men and all the men who stand to wage war and sacrifice their lives are not pawns in your f**king games that you silly civilians and corrupt politicians play.'

Raman did not react in the slightest and instead smiled calmly and then looked at both the men and spoke ' Yes, my family's safety is paramount and believe it or not the welfare and well being of all the men of the armed forces are also equally important to me. But, all that sentiment for a later time for there is a flaw in our plan today and so...'

V.k. singh's hand paused in mid-air and he asked ' flaw, what flaw?'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan in a slightly calmer tone of voice ' Flaw, young man, of course, there will be a flaw or a chance for it not going well as planned. But, I promise you that your people will be safe and at no risk at any given point in this operation.'

Raman stepped back and spread his hands and imagining himself back in court and in front of a judge began explaining ' gentlemen, okay, we injure one person and capture him while the other assassin escapes and maybe lead us to another killer who in turn could be the mastermind behind all this and the one who is in contact with Santoshi Lal, his master. What if he escapes? or what if he attacks and in the process is killed? how then would we find out who is behind all this and how do we negate the possibility of more killers making attempts to harm my family? How long can you or the local police protect me? How much longer do I and my people continue to live in fear and keep looking over our shoulders for danger?'

Raman continued ' Now, coming to our operation here tonight which I am certain will fail and just maybe put all of us in trouble.'

V.k. singh ' what trouble son and who will make trouble for us when we are just doing what has been ordered by the cabinet of this country.'

Raman smiled and V.k. singh smiled and seeing their smiles, Brigadier Sooryanarayanan exploded " What is going on here for I am clearly missing something here?'

V.k.singh placed a hand on the Brigadier ' Soorya, shant ho ja. All this anger and temper is bad for your heart.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan ' V.K., this is it and this is all I can take anymore. So, please for god's sake tell me what just transpired between you and Raman?'

V.k.singh nodded ' Layers my friend and shadows for in the dark all shadows are black and either look the same or are invisible.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan looked at his friend with whom he had served the army for many a year and who was now working with the Intelligence Bureau ' Singh, I am dying here and both of you are bloody well killing me with your words and thoughts.'

Raman answered ' Brigadier sir, How far away are we from Santoshi Lal's residence?' and the Brigadier replied ' about five km if we take the forest route which then means a 25 to

30-minute walk. But, only a few minutes by road and another few minutes from the highway to the residence.'

He then looked at Raman ' why? why all these questions and that too when we are simultaneously about to launch both the operation here and there in Chennai?'

Raman shook his head ' sorry but both of them will fail?'

' My men have two paid killers under their gun and can take them out in a split second and are going to do just that. After that, we will go and finish Santoshi Lal's story and you can witness that personally yourself. So, how did you conclude that both my operations are going to fail ' asked the Brigadier?

Raman answered ' you can witness that yourself personally along with the rest of us.'

At this point, a commando reported from Chennai ' sir, a police patrol is entering the street. What do you want us to do?'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan cursed and then ordered ' all men hold your stations and hands off the trigger and no shooting until I say so.'

Then he looked at V.K.Singh ' police patrol. Just so f**king typical of these civilians and just like in the movies, they will come either at the end of the film or when they are least wanted by anyone.'

Raman smiled ' so true sir. But this patrol is just doing its rounds and will soon be gone.'

But Mouse, you are not alone,

In proving foresight may be vain:

The best laid schemes of mice and men

Go often askew,

And leave us nothing but grief and pain,

For promised joy!

Still you are blessed, compared with me!

The present only touches you:

But oh! I backward cast my eye,

On prospects dreary!

And forward, though I cannot see,

I guess and fear!

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Posted: 6 years ago

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the best.

Haves and have-nots and an apt proverb to best describe those words would be " the grass is always greener on the other side".

The Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side Meaning

Definition: When someone is not satisfied with their own lot in life and always assumes that there are better things in other places.

This idiom encapsulates the human quality of always wanting something different than what you have. It assumes that your neighbor's yard is greener than yours, when, in reality, they are the same or your neighbor is actually coveting what you have.

It expresses the idea that people often think a different set of circumstances would bring them greater joy; however, the phrase is often used in the context of reminding people that this is not usually the case.

My all-time favorite poet, thinker, Philosopher, creator wrote and captured it in two simple lines in a song.

"Sendravanai ketaal Vandhuvidu enban, Vandhavanai ketaal Sendruvidu enban "

Each and every one of us is beautiful and a song, a poem worth singing. Each and every one of us is a story in writing. Each and every one of us have our own unique battles to fight and hills to climb.

All the gold in the world and yet King Midas could not touch anyone with love.

All the love in the world and yet many of us have no one to shower it on.

All the love and Gold in the world and yet many of us hesitate and worse never shower it on others that deserve it.

All the friends and family that you need and yet you feel so lost and lonely.

So many questions. So many different answers and suggestions. But, they can all be answered satisfactorily only by yourself and yourself alone.

Why me? Why not? Why now? then when?

"Yesterday is history,

tomorrow is a mystery,

and today is a gift...

that's why they call it present

present and there is no other moment like the present for the rest is done and dusted and will never, ever be and so it is right now in this moment.

I give you my best wishes, my prayers and wish you well and wish you millions of presents, this moment.

Be well.

Edited by Raman_jeeva - 6 years ago

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the best.

An average actor that I think I am and know, even I am amazed at the various quicksilver changes in expressions of my face and the subtle changes of tones of my voice and the rather obvious change in posture and body language.

We humans are really mercurial. I thought, at least thought that these changes were very Chameleon in nature but realize now that we are indeed blessed that we can react, change, show, hide and getaway with so many x-,en like mutations in our persona.

Nothing bad at all and I put it down to adapting to life and to other humans for we dare not show the same soul to everyone and how can one when everyone is so damn different.

Some just evoke a smile of the lips.

Some evoke a smile and flash of teeth that also shines in the eyes.

Some evoke the opening of arms and all that is true and pure

some, very few make you step forward and fall into their arms in pure surrender and in total faith called love.

ROLL THE DICE by Charles Bukowski

if you're going to try, go all the way.
otherwise, don't even start.
if you're going to try, go all the way.
this could mean losing friends, family, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.
go all the way. it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision, mockery, isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
and you'll do it despite rejection and the worst odds and it will be better than anything else you can imagine.
if you're going to try, go all the way.
there is no other feeling like that.
you will be alone with the gods and the nights will flame with fire.
do it, do it, do it. do it. all the way all the way.
you will ride life straight to perfect laughter, it's the only good fight there is.

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Posted: 6 years ago

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The Angel of Death by Rumi

"Homo proponit, sed Deus disponit" meaning given in the last line

Solomon, the wise prophet, held daily audiences during which he listened to his subjects' complaints and tried to address their problems. One morning, as he was listening to one person after another, a distraught man
hurled himself into the great court.

Solomon noticed how distressed the man was and beckoned him forward. Grateful for being invited to the front of the queue, the man fell to his knees before the great benefactor.

"What seems to be causing you such anguish, my dear fellow? asked Solomon compassionately.

"The Angel of Death, my lord! I saw him a minute ago as I was crossing the street. He glared at me with such disdain that my heart nearly stopped!

"We all know that Azrael takes his orders only from God and never wavers in his duties, asserted the great prophet. "Now tell me, what would you have me do?

"I beg of you, my life's in your hands. Please tell the wind to carry me to India, where I'll be safe from the Angel's harm.

Promptly Solomon ordered the East Wind to carry the nearly paralyzed man to India and lay him down wherever he chose. He then duly returned to his other subjects' unattended affairs. The following day when he returned to court, Solomon caught a glimpse of the Angel of Death among the crowd. He motioned the Angel to approach
and asked him: "Why do you frighten people with that wrathful look, to the point that they abandon their livelihood and forsake their homes and family? What had that poor man done yesterday to deserve your crushing glare?

Azrael was surprised. "My lord, I didn't look at him wrathfully at all! In fact, I was astonished to see him! he said. "God had commanded me to take his pitiful life today in India, and I couldn't imagine, even if he had a million wings, how was he to get there on time. I was startled and gazed at him with surprise, not anger!

"Man proposes, but God disposes"

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Jannal Oram 279

Catalyst: Something that makes a chemical reaction happen more quickly without itself being changed.An event or person that causes great change.

For me, Subramaniam Swamy springs to mind who is not only a catalyst because of his bold and outspoken views on everyone and about everything but who also is a stick that is used to beat the grass to scare out snakes and rats and other hidden things but also has himself muddied the waters of national and state politics many a time.

But, I will limit myself to the sudden arrival of the Police patrol jeep at the residence of Raman in Adyar and where lie Two hidden assassins sent by Santoshi Lal at the request of Minister Vaidyanathan.

The hundreds of police patrols on night duty go about their work in a quiet and discreet manner and one hardly notices them for they are now part of the ambiance of our normal life.

You know your home pretty well and even if a single item is out of place or has been moved, you take notice of it. But, when all is well, you go about your home with all in place and in order.

The Chennai police patrol vehicle was on its normal rounds and the head constable and the constable driver slowed to wish their brethren who were now in well paying private security duties and probably earning more than them.

Head constable Asif knew most of the security men who were on guard detail for Raman's home for he had meeting them more or less every day during his patrol and he knew some of them pretty damn well since he too had served along with them under the Former DGP, and whom he considered a great person for his manners, conduct, valor and the humble ways of his daily life.

Head Constable Asif feeling a bit drowsy yawned luxuriously and groaned his pent up strain away as the lack of sleep was beginning to tell on him and Constable Peter smiled and commented ' Sir, still six hours left for our shift change.'

Asif replied ' I know Peter, maybe a hot cup of tea will do the trick and keep us awake until we get home safely.'

Their vehicle had turned the corner and was slowly cruising towards Raman's residence where they would stop and chat the tiredness away with their ex-servicemen and it was then when they were just about thirty feet away that Asif sat up quickly in his seat and hurriedly removed his seat belt and ordered Peter to stop the car and jumping out made adjustments to his uniform and then remembering his cap, reached for it and placed it properly on his head and was about to walk away when Peter questioned ' Sir, Enna sir. Yaaru?'

Head Constable Asif in a hushed tone full of reverence ' Iyaa, periya iyaa ' and constable Peter ' Yaarau, entha iyaa sir?'

' vilakkennai, vilakkennai. kadavul sathiyama nee constabla thaan retire aaga pore?'

Turning to confirm who it was, he informed constable Peter ' Devarajan sir '

Hearing the name of the legendary former Tamil Nadu DGP Devarajan's name, Constable Peter too nearly flew out of the vehicle and quickly adjusted his uniform too and placed his cap on his head and together walked, nay marched in unison towards the super cop and Peter mumbled ' Iyaa oda oru selfie kedaikuma.'

Head Constable Asif nearly blew a vessel and cursed ' peter, please, velai poyidum. careful.'

Ex-DGP Devarajan instantly recognized Asif and cursed and prayed for deliverance but to no avail and both the patrol men stood in attention before him and saluted smartly and Devarajan out of courtesy returned the salute although he was not a policeman anymore.

It did not go unnoticed for hidden in the darkness in a nearby flat, he saw everything and was recording everything and it took him only a couple of minutes to load the pic of the man who the police patrol had just saluted and googled it.

The page opened, hung for a split second and then loaded in lightning fashion and the tough face of Tamil Nadu DGP Devarajan's face came into sharp focus and the man touched on the wiki link and moments later made the call to Delhi and whispered ' They are on to us Bhaiyaa. Get out now.'

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Jannal Oram 280

Devarajan had been at the forefront and in the thick of many a sting operation, undercover operations against corrupt government officials and hardcore criminals and was well aware how important anonymity and normalcy were for the smooth running of an operation and that too when a trap had been set and the prey had taken the bait and was now nibbling at it completely unaware that the hunters were closing in.

Restraining himself, he smiled calmly and made small talk with the patrol team and enquired politely about Asif's family and his well-being and then posed patiently for a selfie with Constable peter.

Asif looked at his hero ' sir, how are you doing sir? It is such a pleasant surprise to see you here sir? Please tell me if I can be of any help sir and I will gladly help out.'

Ex-Dgp Devarajan smiled at Asif and at the same time his eyes scanned the background for movement and only then it dawned on Asif as he saw the glare in the stare of the man opposite him that his former senior officer was not there to exchange pleasantries or pose for selfies and that he was on some important mission.

Asif looked down and mumbled ' Sir, operationa sir' and Devarajan looking away nodded ' yes and I hope you have not ruined it for Delhi is directly involved in this matter. '

Asif tried to move away and Devarajan growled ' Idiot, don't move so away so quickly and try to act and look normal. Slow movements and I hope all is not lost.'

Asif began to tremble in fear and guilt and looked sadly at Devarajan who even in normal situations scared the crap out of his fellow cops he worked with and now adding to that terror was his voice which had taken on a tone that usually meant heads were going to be bashed in.

Devarajan's demeanor changed slowly and he spoke in a hushing tone ' not your fault Asif for even the dept does not know what is going on here. So, relax, act normally and leave normally. We will talk about this later.Understood.'

Asif nodded and Devarajan smiled and attempted to chat with his former dept men while all the time in his mind he wondered if it was all too late and the damage had been done.

Far away and up North and outside Delhi, Brigadier Sooryanarayanan's earpiece crackle and he barked ' Report' and the voice replied ' Sir, mobile activity sir. Brief, very brief sir.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan ' thank you, Harsha. I think it is time we moved. Everyone listen, we will be moving out in a few moments, so weapons free and totally alert for there is a chance that the enemy has been warned about the danger.'

He looked at V.k. Singh ' Brief mobile activity and from Chennai. I think it is time we moved on those two men in Chennai.'

V.k.Singh nodded ' yes, guess it is about time. Soorya, take operation control and start the mission.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan nodded happily ' Thank you V.k and about bloody time we took out these bas***ds.'

He spoke loudly into his mic ' Team Chennai, holster your weapons and silently join those two civilians security men and try to capture those two assassins who are hiding in the garden right now.'

Seeing Raman's angry expression ' men, one of those two security men is a former Dgp and a highly decorated officer. So, maintain decorum and behave, please. I know very well what you and all the Armed forces men think about our nations police officers and I too agree with that opinion. But, this one is a good one and so, you get my drift, right. So, march out and get those two scums for there is a small, tiny chance that they might know something. Good luck men and keep the reports coming in.'

Then he continued ' Men, we are coming to you and so be ready to storm that bas***ds residence. See you in a few minutes.'

He looked at Raman and V.k. Singh ' Ready gentlemen' and V.k.Singh taking out another cancer stick to add to his already cancer-ridden lungs shook his head ' No Soorya, you and your men go ahead while we wait here. if we tag along then it means an additional burden on you and your team to watch over us. So, go ahead and finish the operation and come back safely.'

Brigadier Sooryanarayanan left without a reply and silently his men marched in a single file behind him.

V.k. Singh with a naughty smile playing in his lips and eyes nodded in the direction that the commando team had left raising ' Advocate, you seem to be very sure of what is going on? So, what is your next move ?'

Raman smiled tensely ' No moves sir, just an attempt and I hope it does the trick and I hope it is not too late' and made a call to Chennai and a frustrating few moments later, Devarajan answered ' Ram, what is going on? Have you all moved out towards Santoshi Lal's estate house?'

Raman replied ' no sensei and I think we are too late. But hopefully not too late to catch those two who are right now in my compound, hiding, waiting and plotting to attack my family.'

Devarajan angrily ' over my dead body son. over my dead body.'

' Sensei, the army commandos will be joining you and let them handle it for I have another work to do. Listen sir and listen carefully and let us hope that we are not too late.'

Raman spoke and Devarajan listened carefully while his student laid out the plan.

' Sensei, I know very well how good you are. But...' and Devarajan stopped him ' Raman, sooner or later, someone better always comes along in all fields. one cannot hope to be on top all the time. Don't worry for I will heed your words of advice and will be on guard. Bye.'

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Nirbhaya-In the absence of God

I take complete responsibility for all my words and thoughts in this article and I am writing it with my faculties intact. I think that should about do it.

Nirbhaya means fearless and well we all know what happened to her in 2012

The King was there, the supposedly mightiest warriors were there, the husbands were there, the wise ministers were there and yet when Draupadi was dragged out robed in just a single piece of garment that barely covered her body, None rose or came to help, but for Two.

Vikarna, a brother of Duryodhana, a Kaurava himself stood boldly and said what was being done to Draupadi was evil and that there would be consequences. Then Vidura, the kings brother stood up and begged mercy on behalf of Draupadi's sake and went unheeded and finally it was Lord Krishna who sent saree after saree to cover and save Draupadi's dignity.

But, that was the Mahabharata, a story, an epic Mega serial while what happened in Pollachi is today, in the 21st century. Sorry, no Krishna, no Vikarna or Vidura here now and only us.

Yes, there are leaders, police, law and la makers, wise men, a ruler, a cabinet full of ministers and yet none can make it, will ever make it and one should not expect them to make it.

It is a much flogged declaration and yet I shall flog it another time and that is " I don't watch much of television, importantly, news, and the little bit that I watch mostly consists of old Tamil and Hindi films and their songs. Apart from that, there is my F1 and Motogp racing championship races and that about best describes all that I watch on direct, live or delayed broadcast.

It is not only Tv but newspapers too and I pathetically confess that the only thing I read is on Sunday and that is the forecast in the weekly Tarot column. Fool that I am I read it again and again and yes, it is all mostly wrong, especially all that predictions about hot and steaming romances or interludes.

NADA, ZIP, NULL, VOID, ZERO. Got it, people.

The Pollachi sex crimes, scandal, the horrors were just entering my world as tiny wisps and tendrils of information and I thought to myself " another Nirbhaya case it seems" and I was wrong for it was as bad if not even worse that Nirbhaya.

It is just not done to compare one wrong with another wrong and ones pain with another pain and so I will stop at that.

It was the Tuesday that just passed and with my scenes done, there I was in the makeup room waiting with a few other artists for the green signal that would indicate that I could leave.

The Door opened and the serial Heroes Arnav and Kamal entered and in that brief moment of that door kept opened I caught a glimpse of a few youngsters hanging around and enquired as to who they were.

Arnav informed me that they were a team of assistant directors from the famed Bharat Bala productions and that they had come to get our opinions and thoughts about the Pollachi sex crimes.

I watched calmly as everyone took turns in going out and saying their piece and when my turn came I politely refused and this seemed to evoke a response from some of them and I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled in pain.

One of the reasons was that I was mentally tired with this whole damn life and all the atrocities that is happening around us and how impotent our efforts are to stop them and how futile it all sometimes seems.

If I had gone before the camera to say my piece, I would have raved and ranted and just freaked out and that is not done, is it?

Not when I am just a minor celebrity, a kutty tv star and to top it all, the actor who has donned the role of the legend " MGR" who gave birth to the party AIADMK and which is currently the ruling party.

I was scared of the ramifications and more importantly how our words are, can be and will be twisted for nefarious purposes and edited in such a way that we end up saying things that we never said and in today's social platforms they never, ever cease to exist and will haunt us forever.

Next day morning, I was getting my haircut when a person entered the small saloon and sat in the empty chair and then proceeded, you guessed right, to check his Whatsapp messages and yes you once again guessed right and proceeded to view the Pollachi videos and with the sound fully turned on.

I raised my right hand and stopped Mahendran and then slowly turned to my right to see the man and his face as he watched the video in which the girl was crying out loud for help and mercy.

I am sorry to say this but the man did not disappoint me for he was not only watching the video but was watching it with utter fascination and in a kind of rapture.

I barked, I growled " please, stop it and wait until I leave before you begin to watch it again" and the man stopped the video and I asked him " why are you watching such cruel and gross videos when you know what is going to be there? Why haven't you deleted that message and requested people not to forward such stuff to you?"

I got no answer or did I get all the answers I wanted and already knew.

This is not a new disease. This is not a new sickness. This is not a new or unique feature of Modern Humans and their

tech-filled Modern life.

But, this simply is just another facet to our already existing sickness that is present in varying degrees in all life forms.

Sex at least in human species has not been just about doing the biological act but has always been more about our thoughts and soul.

Sex is sadly more about domination, manipulation, power, sadism and all that is ugly and cruel.

If you think the Pollachi sex case is bad then think of all the women whose genitals are mutilated in Africa and I mean they are happening to this day, right now.

The strong shall inherit and the weak shall be ground to the dust and thus this law has been passed on and is sadly applied to the fairer sex that is called female.

Man's domination over a woman began thus with power and it has continued to this day.

Much has changed but the changes are little and very slow in coming.

I don't know what the future is going to be like and all I can do is pray and hope for the best for all of us but that is the future and we have to talk about now, the present.

Looking back now, maybe I did err in not saying something that Tuesday but it is too late now.

Women, please protect yourself at all times. Please do not fall for these so-called facebook and online friendships and relationships. If you have to, please do meet this person in a public place and even better, with someone known to you discreetly watching over you.

Please be careful with what you drink or who you drink with and if you are going on a date, do share the details with your people or in the least with your close friends.

Do not throw caution to the wind and please for god's sake do not trust any stranger and that too when meeting for the first time.

Go to the meeting place by yourself and return by yourself in your own cab or some other mode of transport.

If you feel the tiniest bit of suspicion then avoid it. Trust your instincts and not what your body wants, says or needs.

I end this article by saying " Women, do what you want, live like you need, do what you ever takes your fancy. But, please, protect yourself and be cautious at all given times. You might have powerful parents, strong and brave fighter brothers and men in your family and also powerful political connections. All that does not matter for no one will come when you scream and beg for mercy and when you are all alone and surrounded by demons passing off as human beings.

I mean it, you are all alone the moment you step out of your house and the moment you step into a vehicle of a man you know very little about and thus you are placing yourself in a grave, clear and present danger.

Your protection is in your hands. The care and well-being of you are placed in your hands by your trusting parents and family and it is up to you to handle it with care, caution, and dignity.

You cannot just wander off into a wild forest fully knowing that there are dangerous predators roaming around.

Nirbhaya happened and I am sure it will happen again. Pollachi sex crimes will also be repeated and worse stuff will happen again and again and the only way for that to not happen to you is by being careful and most importantly not falling for all that is deemed trendy, happening and ...

I will leave you all to fill up the blanks with your own thoughts.

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Posted: 6 years ago

#500

It is a cross, a crucifix, and yet a plus sign
two lines laid over each other and over it
laid the son of God and nails laid over his limbs
the world has changed from that time,
a time when the nails were driven in, hammered in
crucified, the man, the son, the prophet sought the skies
and whispered with his dying breath

"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing".

How much to forgive and forget?
How many more sins can God take before
hitting a saturation point
or is it the breaking point?

Something is going to give and it feels the fabric
of life and balance is finally ready to tear

A leper loses feelings, his nerves, and his limbs
Like a leper, we too seem to have lost our nerves
and much more

The leper's face is all twisted in disease
and like the leper my face too is twisted
in a near-permanent grouch and grimace

It starts with the darkness before dawn
and the day unfolds like this

I rise with the darkness around me
waiting to be burnt away by the morning light
and I too rise and raise my soul
leaving behind the past days sadness and defeats
with the shed skin on the sheets
and I rise leaving behind yesterdays soul

The early morning's peace and silence is shattered
by the loud songs, latest Gaana song screaming
from an auto and many a time
the peace and sleep of others is blasted away
by the heart-pounding heavy bass speakers
from some rich kid's car

I come down to reach my car and
sadly and with frustration watch it
closed in, hemmed in by
my kind-hearted neighbors from the surrounding block
and I know now who to go wake up and beg for solace

Sighing, I slowly abandon the car and march towards the gym
and am nearly run over by a vehicle whose headlights don't work
and am nearly killed when a car comes with one headlight
racing towards me leaving me to jump like Donald duck
and leaving me quacking and quaking like the duck

I stand open-mouthed staring in the direction of the vehicle
and yes, leprosy has set in
for my face twisted and my feelings
and righteous anger pushed deep inside
numb I move on and on
and in the dark, I see other numbed
and dumbed souls whose eyes reflect my nerves
feelings that have been eaten away by
this society and its ways

welcome to the leper colony of 2019