Journey

irutinilay nee nadakayille...
un nizhallum unnai vittu villagividum..
nee mattum thaan intha ullagathilay...
unakku thunnai yendru villainge vidum..
theeyodu pogum varaiyiL theerathu intha thanimaii..

Raw truth!!!!

Ungalai ellam paartha........

Perhaps this is one of the most delayed discussion or post in this topic. To begin with a humble bow to all the predecesors who dealt with the same phenomenon. It shouldn't be hard to surmise what I am about to write here as the title has it - "kaipulla".

Ain't I said 'phenomenon' somewhere in the earlier passage? True! the character is a thing in itself; something exceptional. Though I have heard enough about the role played by comedian Vadivelu in the film "Winner", in the past three years, I just happened to watch it and fell in love with it. It impressed me to such an extent that I began writing something I feel about him.

Before proceeding further I must admit that I haven't seen the film till date and to be honest I don't wish to. Neither this post analyzes the on screen activity of the character. Rather this is merely an attempt to study the mind behind this personality.

By the way who is he? A jobless, aimless, illiterate, coward, dimwitted, weak villager (youngster?). Simply, he possess all the essentials to be called a LOSE...Er...before I complete I am just reminded of something. He is the president of 'Varuthapadatha Valibar Sangam'. No big deal...isn't it? Just hold on. This makes him the unique. He may look careless, however he is carefree. Never worried for anything how big it is. Always true to himself and bold enough to openly declare his inability. Man! wish I could be like him one day and enjoy the complete liberation from the day to day worries.

Afterall his philosophy is simple, life is too short to be spent worrying. Just ignore your failures and pains and go ahead as you have never stopped by anything. Does this imply he lacks self respect? I may make an error if I affirm. He even wants to taste revenge, but he again takes it simple and not as his lifetime ambition. Is he just a show-off? Could be. But who's on this earth not a show-off? Everyone wants to show off something. Reiterating: For another time he is not taking this over his head. STOP!

A simple man with simple desires and ventures to have fun in everything trying to enjoy every moment of his life. He never shrugged his shoulder nor drooped his head. An old saying goes something like this- "There are only two persons in this earth who never worry in their life: A child and a philosopher". Kaipulla is certainly not a child. Though I am uncertain of the other alternatives, I can finally say a word about him with confidence. He is sure a winner!

Anniversary

It has been a year since I started this blog and I have written 50 posts so far. Many changes in the last one year. Wish I could get more time to write many posts and express myself. After some struggle I made a point to write this post to mark my first anniversary. Happy B'day Freak!!!

Partying it!

Been a while I wrote something....I thought to myself when I was walking down the road in the relatively new place. True, after the shift I sense a shift in my activites. Quite surprising! Nowadays I feel a lot like a geek, or nerd or whatever belongs to that category which I am actually not. Is there a mask before me or am I still not out of my blanket? I don't know. Instead of finding an answer let me forget this question. But how? May be I can get help from other people.

Yes, people might help me.
"There is a birthday party tonight. Wanna join?" - my friend.
"Mmm..ok"

Birthday party...beers, wines, sodas, nachos, pizzas, chips and cakes. Also men and women. A couple of introductions and a few smiles. It wasn't too late to start the party. But parties begun to form before the party actually began. Cliques and coteries of people, talking and laughing. With a plate of pizza in his hand a young man was seen standing besides one of the exit doors leaning on the wall. And he looked like me in the mirror.

An hour later, events happened with candles being blown and wishes being made and cake being sliced. Again the cliques formed and chattered a lot. "Mickey Friedman once said 'Never give a party if you will be the most interesting person there', but I'd rather say 'Never attend a party if you will be the most interesting person there'" - someone in that group said and laughed for a while.

"Hello! You got the cake?" - she asked
"Yeah"
"Why are you standing alone in the stairs?"
"..." (I did say something, but the laughter noise didn't let it out)
"You seem to be more reserved..Where are you staying?"
Before I could answer Mozart's Turkish walk ringtone interrupted her.
"excuse me..."

"Shall we go?"- my friend
"Sure"
Walking along the streets in the cold dark night is always exciting.
"Had a lot of fun?"
"Mmm..yeah sort of"
"Good"
I still had a question in my mind...who is Mickey Friedman?

Review!

Site 1 says: "Go for it"

Site 2 says: "It is slick and shiny all through with all the pauses and poise that such a script requires."

Paper 1 says: "Vendetta in a classy mode..."

paper 2 says: "Slow Action; No Thriller"

I am returing from the theatre after watching the movie. I had fun watching it. Liked some scenes and disliked some. So with the action sequences. Generally I love the actor's films and this no exception. While I was thinking this, someone tapped me from my back.

"Oh! Is that you?"
My old buddy.
"Yeah..it's me the same bud"
"So whatzup? Coming from the theatre?"
"Yeah just returing after seeing the movie"
"How was it?"
"Mmm...not bad actually, kinda interesting and also broing at places...could have taken better. Not as good as his earlier flick".
" Oh. I see"

We talked something else and when I left him, I laughed at what I told him. I could have told him I liked it a lot. Why such a mushy-mushy comment? May be paper 2 made to recite that? Whatsoever I am not that good in grading an art piece....so as many!

An Unusal Conversation #3

"It has been a while you cared to visit me". I was surprised by the way Dude greeted me when I bumped into him accidentally. I have always wondered why I need a carrier to carry my stories. Dude is no exception. Afterall everyone need a means to express themselves. His anger is quite acceptable.

"So whatup?"
"Hah...nothing much. The usual work...Just trying to reflect lifes."

He is not the he used to be, or is he? I smell something different.

"Heard you are moving around a lot nowadays?". Most of the time my counterpart kicks me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah a few calls here and there"
"Any toasts?"
"No luck yet. So whatcha ya doin?"
"The same old stuff. Writing badly, reading how to write better and thinking a lot when will I write my best".
"Hmm..any interesting new story?"
"I can say one in the pipeline..will talk about it when I finish it".
"Hmm..
""Ok..tell me about your calls. Someone told you have a bunch of offers?"
"Yup..having them still open, yet to talk with one more guy"
"Ahaa..I see you never told me that. Anyways congrats"
"Thanks. By the way, what is happening with buddy?"
"No digressions...anyways he is enjoying life, just like you, getting whatever he wants"
"What do you mean like me? I just have a normal life like everyone. You are the one who enjoys every second of your life, living the life passionately to your fullest satisfaction..."
"Hey..hey...give me a break..being passionate in life is not success. Real success is what you actually achieve. Passions never give you burps...I am still starving"
"True! Your starvation is your success. I would love to throw everything and start searching things like you until I am completely satiated, but I can't stand my hunger more than four hours. I atleast need some junkie to feed me."
"Excuse me you are not feeding you alone, you are feeding your family. Your junk food is your achievement and it speaks your skills".
"I really don't understand you. Are you trying to say that being an average Joe is an achievement?"
"You are skilled enough that you are not below average in the first place. In the second place, you are actually above average".
"Don't use your word plays with me"
"You did what your mind wanted you to do and not what your heart wanted...just... unlike me".
"Do you think I had fun while doing all those things?"
"Are you trying to say I am having a lot of fun now?"
"Aren't you?"
"How can one when he sees his life running out of him?"
"What are you losing anyways?"
"Hmm...Its a long list...but I could say one thing for sure. If things weren't the same like this before, I would have been you and you'd have been me!"
"Hey...are you angry? Don't get upset for some silly things"
"Aye...you are right. Getting upset for silly things is not a maturity sign. And just a small correction before I leave, I am not angry!"

Still something haunts me. Did he say his usual work is to reflect lifes?

Freshman

I just moved in. Moving is not an easy joke. I just discovered I had such a lot of 'useful' stuff that can be used as valuable samples for an environmental researcher. How many boxes, bags and cartons? Man! I hate it. But I'm helpless. Oh by the way, I am just now reminded of my one twenty seven minutes old hunger. Must eat something. Something...I don't think there is any food joint nearby. Heck! Just a sec, I had a couple of noodles packet with me. Mmm...noodles, noodles, noodles....whooo such a mess here. Aha! who said searching a needle in the Atlantic is the dificult task? The UPS carton...I must start with you darling. I feel something square..maybe the noodles..Hmm books- management principles, microeconomics, and this one with no cover; looks like a short story collection. First edition in 1986...preface..foreword..

This place is so bright that I could harm my eyes. I am new to this place. Hardly a day old I have been here. I should admit about my reluctancy to come here. Literally I was pulled here. This place is large, bright, hot, lively and crowded in comparison with my earlier niche; I am not denying it. But I don't like this atmosphere and I don't want to be here.

Why 'Freshman'? I don't find a school nor a student. Is there something underlying that is obscure to me? At times excessive smartness easily finds its way to trash. Wha..what's that noise? Is someone knocking? Is it the old lady next door? Not again! Ofcourse she is friendly, but how many times in half a day? Huh! there is no one. Noise? Whatever it may be let me continue...

I can't stand the heat in this dry land. Mmm...such a warm place I used live before. Yeah, my ex-land was damp and wet. So what? It never let me down. Never, ever. I always had a great temperature there. Neither too hot, nor too cold. Oh God! Please take me back there. It was really a haven; the safest place I have ever been. Why they brought me here? No one will so stupid to leave such a lovely home. Please! Please! Someone hear me?

What can I call this - coincidence or suggestive symbolism? Surprises are sweet because we face them when we are not prepared. Won't we experience a harvest of happiness when we meet our childhood friend accidentally; I am in a similar situation. Are emotions really so powerful or is it their literal representation? Maybe the strength lies in the vocabulary and the presentation.

I am crying; crying at the top of my head. Just listen to me guys, Please I beg you....No one seems to be listening to me. They only feed me and treat me as a doll. Everybody seems to enjoy at my tears. The place looks like a carnival. I don't understand why. But I can sense a thing clearly. The woman besides me seems to be the happiest person in the lot. I wonder there exists something between us; she never moves away from me. I think I must never leave her too!