"Azhagar Saamiyin Kudhirai"

Got to watch this beautiful flick recently. Tamil cinema in undergoing a transformation which no one could have dreamed 10 years before. Those where the times when Maniratnam only was thought to be an intellectual in tamil film circuit. He only could use technical terms in his rare interviews. Time has changed and Mani is not the only man we expect films from. True to todays tamil film scenario, Mani's exploits are slowly fading away from both common and the intellect's memory. Each and every month, a new director is coming out with a world class cinema and making us long for more. It precisely started from Bala i feel. Bala was the first director to get whistles, claps and cheering from the audience when the name card showed his name (citation required). Then came his erstwhile friend Amir, Sasikumar, 'Pasanga' Pandiaraj, Vetrimaaran, 'Veyil' Vasanthabalan, 'Anjathe' Mishkin, Simbhudevan and I dont remember the name of 'Kalavaani's director. It makes me very much proud to see such great movies coming out and getting immense support from both intellectuals and the mass. These directors are very much successful because, the mixed class with mass.
Susheendran who made 'Vennila Kabaddi Kuzhu' has come out with a superb movie called Azhagar Saamiyin Kudhirai. The story is very very simple. A transporter called Azhagarsaami owns pappu a mule and he leads his life by using it to transport goods to the hilly areas. His pappu gets lost a day after he gets engaged to a beautiful village girl. To get married he needs the mule badly. Meanwhile in a typical village nearby, wooden horse dedicated to carry around Lord Azhagarsaami during festival times goes missing. When pappu reaches there the villagers think it as Azhagarsaami's own horse and feel very happy that in place of wooden horse they have got real horse for their god. When transporter Azhagarsaami reaches the village and claims owner ship of the horse, the villagers beat him up. The film then finishes with how he got his mule back.
Thanks to directors of this kind, that we have got many things other than love, police and panchayat to enjoy in cinema. This film comically depicts superstitious life of our villages and how each and everyone breaks superstitions in their own life, but collectively never goes against it. The Kodaangi, Malayala Namboothiri, Minor and a lot more characters are used beautifully to underline this concept. In those days Kamal haasan was only thought to be a natural actor. Nowadays there are thousands of Kamal haasan in our industry. Each and every unknown actor in this picture has done their role to perfection. Who would have thought a comedy sidekick of Vadivelu named Mr. Thambi Ramaiah can win the national award for best supporting actor. That is the true power of our new breed directors.
I am not a great movie critic, but this flick is truly beautiful. Dont miss it.

First let us stop creating black money

Felt very happy.. not because that Baba has ended his fast.. But to see so many Indians interested in bringing back the Black money to the country. The thing to think about is what are we, as simple common uncorrupted Indians are really doing about it. When are we going to stop turning money from white to black. How a legal document produced by Reserve Bank of India turns illegal? How could politicians and businessmen stash them in foreign bank accounts? Transactions of money from a consumer to producer/ seller should be legal. That legality is accorded to the transaction only when it is known to the Government. Government will know this transaction only when there is a document recording the transaction and the document is forwarded to the Government or audited by the Government. That document is simply called as bill. How many of us, so called uncorrupted, affected common public take bill from the seller when we buy anything? In my hometown when I went to buy jewelery from a famous jewelery shop. The seller offered to give me the item without bill, so that I can save 1 percentage tax which will go to the Government. But I said I have no problem in paying tax to the Government and I insisted on the bill. With a meaningful smile in his face, he gave me the bill. By offering me a saving of 1 percentage of my money, the shop for sure is going to save a lot of money, because the transaction is not going to be recorded. He does not have to pay any tax to the Government. The legal money earned by me through the legal salary paid by Government will turn to black money, if i had bought the item without bill. I bought the jewelery for Rs 17000 only. But think about other common Indians who might have bought jewelery from the shop. How many would have insisted on a bill like me? People who have black money already would be very happy to buy from the shop. But what about the legal money earned legally through salaries getting converted to black money just because of the stupid greed of common Indians to save 1 percentage tax. This is just a simple example. How many of us refrain from registering land transactions showing the value of the land much lesser than for what we bought it? How many of us refuse to accept bills for quarter the sum we paid to the deemed educational institutions which are supposed to create the future of the country? I have always believed that we are the base of corruption and corruption starts here. Let us change and bring in the change. Let us not just be so emotional about a Baba, who himself has more to hide than to reveal.

An illustration of an evening

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Why do I Blog?

I always have felt proud to be an alternate thinker. I normally go against a common view of masses in every issue. That was started by a girl called vennila when I was studying 5th standard. During the gulf war when everyone of my class was supporting US, she was the one to support Saddam. And she was the only one in the whole class. Then I was quite normal during my school days and ever after joining the service. My ideas began to change when I started reading alternate magazines in tamil. They opened new ways, and made me approach issues on different angles. Then I started thinking differently and that was really cool. I could just bang common man's beliefs and thoughts with bare truths which I could get out of my out of the box thinking. My poems also are products of such thinking and I want you all to enjoy them. I feel bad that my other language friends wont be able to read my poems as I write them in Tamil. But my English is very very poor to write poems in it and Tamil is a lovely language to write. I may find someone who can translate them in 

English when I reach literary heights. so bear with me..I will try to blog on all current issues....Please visit and do comment upon my views. 

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My kavidhai for MY READER

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My Kavidhai about MY AIM

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My kavidhai about DISTANCE

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Mudhal pakkam..(the preface)

hi everybody..
I am Aravind Marisamy, born to a shop keeping couple in Harveypatti of Madurai in Tamil Nadu. Born as a bright child but education started ruining me and people said i was good at it. Financial compulsions forced me jump out of school and join service of the mother land. Brought up by  literature loving mom and a dravidian oriented dad, I inherited both from them. I love Tamil, my mother tongue, that may seem to be foolish and uncool. But guys.... after reading classical literature of tamil I feel it is very natural to love it. I had always felt that humanity is a greater cause to think about. So I bid farewell to God few years back. I am a true atheist and I have no qualms about that. Being an atheist needs lots of guts folks. Cause you know for sure, that there is no such thing called GOD to pray when you are in the dire straits. Presently married to a loving wife called Geetha and father of a cute intelligent kid called Kavin I am rocking my life...
Good that you have seen my blog...not for me.. but for u all.. that u have just opened the doors of enlightenment..HA HA HA... just (not) kidding..

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