Thursday, December 13, 2007

A drive into Kalloori (Collage)

Kadhal thananananna... Kadhal... The humming and tunes are still pleasing on the ears. It’s the same teams that presents Kadhal (Love) is back with Kalloori. Director Balaji Sakthivel has given an enjoyable ride on the last seats of the bus, with an unusual gang of friends joining for there collage carrier whom where the same classmates from there childhood school days and taking the same course at Govt. Art College. There was a feel develops about Muthu, who is one of there friends but without disappointing he also come and joins with them. Then the celebration of the collage life starts with a funniest bus song and an introduction for there first time in college goes fine with smiles only with the new girl shobhana sitting like everything lost.

As story moves shobhana was to become one of the eight friends, after they come to know the sadness behind her lonely. Where in the friends, she was only rich girl and all others are from poor family, with different problems but everyone in an aim. Muthu (a newcomer Akil) with any other hero look, he was simple handsome rural boy with an ambition to shine in running race. With no stressful acting, just with mild characters they bring deep emotions and also to feel us. In love at fist sight, muthu get attracted on shobhana and struggles whether to disclose or to maintain only friendship. Oh he just put us on suffer to watch what to happen, but it never decrease only increases the sense whenever they comes closer.

All the others in film where newcomers with familiar faces except shobhana (Tamanna) who outstands her mode(rn)l face and looks beautiful even in anger tried her best in acted. Kayalvezi just seems like our pakkathu vetu akka (next door sister) who is very series and also very affectionate on her friendship. A beautiful acting as a responsible person in the friends and her views talks the hope and fear to save the friendship towards the love of shobhana and muthu. Leaving the main three characters all seems to be enjoying themselves on the screen, the class room humore and cultural programs are an example. The film stealer would be these two inseparable friends who bring a large blast with there never end dialogue of Ennanga neenga solunga, Eanga neenga solunga…. the highlighted comedy. Joshuva Sridhar‘s music was the reveal support of the film, where the background music nor the songs caress. June July… was briefing the friendship and Unnarugil varugayil… is rapture set beside the rocking sculptures of mamallpuram and seashores written in a poetic way.

I went with an open mind to watch this film, and totally enjoyed the first 1 and half hour before that heartbreaking and unexpected climax. I don’t know whether this is the story behind that deadly incident happen in Dharmapuri, without any different it bring the incident alive or the director taken that particular incident and narrated the screenplay. I was in desire and eager to know the friendship wins or the love gains, but both losses and disappointed to the blaze.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Unless you

Really you will not exist, never
but in my dreams I living with you
sharing every moment visually
closing through my eyes.

Growing dismay passing night
any seriousness not seize to think
the next dawn you wouldn’t be
further darkness is your demise.

Dears tears to have last sight, no
i won’t need to recognize that face
for years I live, only your smiles to fill
no memories seeing inside cadaver chest.

Left the partner, my sister to suffer
strong enough to endure the verity
retain consoling others, hidden what
the real lose was and questions to foresight.

Times rolled too fast just looking back
double triple years without you, your grace
in unbalance detaches reaches each directions
where life without sweet and remain resentment.

**Current congenial song is from the hit film Basha, I special dedicating this song to my uncle shyam, who lives in my hear.**

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Puzzle time (pls check)+ New template

##This new template gives a cool look I feel, and also hoping it would be able for my friends to read and comment. Let me know if it gives trouble.

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Dear keshi was telling me she couldn’t reach my comment page for last few days. I don’t know how many of my friends are facing this problem here. Let me know if some one can’t open my comment section like keshi.

I was checking my blog in Internet Explorer and come to know the comment link is not responding, but works well in Firefox browser. I have been in puzzle now to solve the problem with empty hands. For over a month long, I had trouble in posting blogs and was successfully working through flickr.com. Thanks to buddy Siva to solving the error message I get whenever clicking the new post in blogger.com.

I hope the Firefox browser is working right for my blog and comment, if u not have this fox pls wait for sometime. Who can read the post and couldn’t comment just mail me at jeevan.grp@gmail.com, i hope to overcome this problem soon, and I would try some other way in changing the template or...

Suggestions welcome...

Thursday, December 06, 2007

மண் வாசனை(Earth smell)

green field 2

பனை மரத்தடியில் பச்சை வயல்வெளிகள்
மெகம் பறந்து போகையில், காற்றில் மண் வாசனை
மாடு கன்று போகையில் இயந்திரம் கொண்டு உழுகிறோம்.

மண் வாசிக்கும் விவசாயம், சரியான விலையில்லை
இவர்கள் வசம், ஏர் விழுதல் நாற்று நடுதல்
நம் நாட்டின் நாடி தானே இவர்கள்.

வாழ்க்கையில் பல சுமை, இவர்கள் அளிப்பதோ சுவை
சேற்றில் வளரும் கரும்பு, இனிப்பு தரும்
பயிரில் வந்த நெல், பல்ஆயிரம் உயிர்களின் செல்வம்.

கடந்து சென்ற பாதையில், பல புதுமை காண்கையில்
கனத்த வாழ்க்கை சிறிதுத லேசானது போல்,
இனிய பொங்கலை நோக்கி இந்த நெல் பயிர்கள்.

translation

In the bottom of the palm trees, green field space
when clouds flying across, earth smell in the wind
when cow and calf going, we are bringing machine to plough.

Earth reading agriculture, no proper value
in there custody, plough setting transplantation
they are our countries pulse isn’t it.

Many load in the life, what they present is zest
sugarcane growing on the mire, gives sweet
crops come paddy is wealth of many thousand lives.

From the passed path, when seeing many novelty
weighted life was like little lighter, where
these paddy crops looking forward to the sweet Pongal.

green field

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Monkey safari


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It was some 30 km’s away from Chennai towards south where see for little people moving and wagons. The 15 foot road still from those olden days, getting down to mud from tar if to pass another vehicle that comes opposite is a never change that connect the Rajiv Gandhi Salai and Chengalpattu that hold much forest, hills and villages. If u where to travel on this road, u won’t get to miss the sight of monkeys sitting along the road. Every time we get chance to travel on this stretch to reach my grandpa’s native village, we stop for some time to see monkey and feed what we have. So long after some five-six years, I went on this road for a small outing like picnic.

It was excite to catch them for visible, first find two monkey sitting on the side of the road. I get ready to capture them in camera, when we slow down the vehicle they where running near us and soon there was many coming out from the forest and climbing down from trees, but we still moving slowly. It was poor to just watch and to leave without any thing done. Dropped the snacks to not fool them, whom where giving us some thrill and entertain on the way. They are nice some sitting and standing in different position, small monkeys sitting innocently and cute looking. Not dissonantly behaving quietly stands even then we stop for snaps.

There was a videos at below of a monkey in dressed, just comes down from the Nilagiri hills… hehehe… cool, it wasn’t a monkey actually, it’s my cousin bro Aravind only just swing in the banyan tree roots. He was just spending his winter holidays at my place with me right now; he was the sweet disturbance for me and also showing affectionate often. We playing caroms at nights, chatting for much times weekend beaches and sharing his hostel experiences at Kothagiri, he has some stories to tell about his surrounding and mates.