Immense pain

I listen to a voice that speaks heart
and whisper teardrops,
right now in memories of her son

I listen to her silence that says sorry
and immersed in teardrops
that’s merging herself into her son

I look into her eyes that I imagined
and those pretty eyes disclose
a world without sun, alike her son

I look into her mind where her son buried
and ever since he born
she embraces him in hands and mind

I wish peace for her, indeed
who lives a source of life
in memories of her only soul son!

To mom, who quite disturbed and loved to be in memories of Karthik anna (bro).

Cheran’s treasure – remarkable!

Last week I watched Pokkisham (treasure), and I was convinced not to miss this movie and it was the last day of the movie to be screen on the only theater I could visit – The Drive-in. I avoided reading reviews and except preview, I went to watch the movie just like that and impressed upon the emotions, the value of communication, beautiful composition and cinematography. Here I like to share my view on the movie that moved me.
The movie revolves almost around 70’s and makes certain the feel of those days, I wasn’t exists. Even the story was simple; the screenplay bears much emotion, expressions of love and great patience of post letter transmission. Lately we never aware much about the importance of writing letters to someone and waiting for days to get replay. In just few click we pass our message to one at some corners of this world today, with advance technologies like internet, emails, SMS… and cell phones have become an integral part of our lives and thinking back becomes lesser these days. Must appreciate director Cheran’s cause, to bring back those days to sense and makes us think how precious waiting means and writing a letter from our heart.

We need more patience to watch the movie, since it moves snail pace and gives much time to experience the sense. Cheran has understood only with love, certain sense of oldness can be felt and explains the only communication via post those days, other than rare dial telephones. He disclosed the letters between two hearts and says more than hi, how r u, there is so much to develop the relationships by encouraging good thoughts and human sense and rights. Since letters rule the movie, the postal service and post boxes deserve there best approval. In love cheran holds umbrella to the post box and following postman, to check his letter is on progress to its destination are significant even it seems poetic and funny.

Many scenes have been shot in Kolkata; the hand pulling rickshaws are remarkable to the movie, replacing oldness along with bull carts and moped used by cheran. I wonder every time looking at Padma Priya’s expression inside the closed curtain and I look in disbelief, how many beautiful and intelligent visages must be hidden within many curtains of Muslim women. Unaware myself, I get little anger on the community to make certain, women are within intense religious belief and suppress there freedom to chose their carrier. Somehow the movie comes closer that more than belief, it’s regarding human being… but later failed to be constant.

The Nagore and sea shores are well captured and the beautiful visage of Padma Priya composed in a song via nature, where cheran travels in a bus is pretty adorable. Keeping away the violence and hatred, they have shown emotional pain and suffer in love, the beauty of blooming hearts, where alike butterflies flapping wings. The shore knocked boat, cheran’s single cot room and the way letters penned down and the silent expressions are way to romance. The title names that falls on the pictures that treasure early Chennai and Kolkata, is one worth befit to the movie.

At last everything says the song NIla Nee Vaanam Kattru… quite treasure!

Chennai turns 370

Today was Chennai’s 370th birthday and here is a shot note about Chennai city and its existence.

(National emblem of India on Kamaraj salai Chennai)

Been appeared to the world as a simple fishing hamlet, today Chennai seems to be one of the most important and 4th largest city in India. In 1639 August 22nd, the so called Chennai today, was formed by then as Madras was happened to develop as a city only after the arrival of Europeans to immigrate here. Portuguese to be the first to immigrate here in 1552 had been settled in Santhome area and have been doing business.

The place where today the Chennai High Court exists had a temple then, called Chennakesavar and around the temple there was a hamlet named Chenna Kesavapuram. On 22nd August 1639, Francis Day and Aandru Kohan of East India Company had bought the land where St. George Fort was today, from Chennapa Naicker. In memories of him, the village on north side of the Fort was called Chennapattinam and the south as Madras. The British then merged both the villages and named it Madras, and Tamils kept calling it as Chennapattinam.

In 1997 the name was changed as Chennai. To the ancient Chennapattinam, there’re few great nobilities for being first in India. The first Christian temple, first Hospital, first entertainment institution and first Municipality were formed in Chennai. Today, Chennai have grown in various sections and 6 million in population, it leads as a forefront city in miscellaneous sections such as Education, Hygiene, Information Technology, History, Auto mobile, tourism, art…

(Chennai Santhome Basilica Cathedral)

In medical industry, Chennai shines as a capital with immense hospitals around and next to Bangalore, Chennai continue to be so as an IT hub in list of large cities with many motor vehicle factories are formed in Chennai. In movie making, Chennai remain next to Mumbai. Alike many other cities in India, Chennai has its part of troublesome too. Scarcity of drinking water (thankfully lately the problem is less, since reservoirs around Chennai gets enough water by rain and linked by canals), lack of proper rainwater draining system to not even withstand a little showing (thanks to ‘J’ government to come up with a wonderful rain water harvesting project to increase ground water level and reduce water wastage), announced and unannounced electric resistance, unending traffic and more unsolved problem are there to find solutions.

While celebrating the Chennai day or week, let people think to do something to make certain problems are solved and esp. the vehicle traffic and rainwater draining. Government should also think about to control the vehicle population in city to reduce traffic and pollution.

I wish chennaities a very happy birthday of our city and I wish to write more about Chennai and hope to do so sometime soon.

School for MD in Chennai

First time in India, a special school for Muscular Dystrophy students is inaugurated by Chennai Corporation on Thursday. In presence of Chennai Mayar M. Subramanian, deputy Chief Minister M.K. Stalin opened the school for children with MD in his own assemble constituency Thousand Lights. With adequate facilities for wheelchair movements in barrier-free environment and spacious restrooms with specially designed toilet seats, the school provides education along with physiotherapy and speech therapy.

The deputy chief minister says “the school is opened on past prime minster Rajive Gandhi’s birthday, who was interested on the development of youngster society. Not alone the corporation and government, even the service organization should take part in this to make it success.” It’s been 3 years since I heard the MDA announced to begin a special school for MD children and it happens at last. It seems there’re 3,000 MD patients in Chennai and about 30,000 throughout Tamil Nadu.

Being one and faced the trouble with MD, and going to school alike normal children is not easy, and many a students are forced to use wheelchairs when come to a certain age and period, and with the familiar Duchenne muscular dystrophy, students are dropped out of school for inconvenient. I agree, we need certain basic education to develop our knowledge and to communicate with world, and also to express about our sense and knowledge we gain through our experience.

So far 28 students have been registered with the school and the corporation teachers are trained to handle these students, the government is requested to provide special buses to this school. Must thank Union minister of state for Social Justice and Empowerment D. Napoleaon and Mayar M. Subramanian for being known the importance themselves and being a parents of MD children, must sure impressed upon leaders to open this school.

Report on inauguration here

Late Sunday Tale

I was near chengalpet last Sunday and it rained heavily for more than an hour in noon and I enjoyed it never like the one in lately. There we went to one of our grandma’s home and it lays outskirt of the town and being spacious and calm and surrounded by hills, I loved being there always and in our school days, it’s our most favorite place for vacation. And more than these all, I loved the company of my uncle and aunt – who was my best friend then, and we roamed everywhere along with them and my uncle had a bicycle and he take me around village’s, fields and we simply go and have a cuppa at the main road.

Today the life turned to be different, but memories constant and when I come across those places, I recollect the moments passed. Since my grandma’s family was moved near to Chennai, we hardly visit the place and home was closed almost with regular visit by uncle on week’s basis, and this time we went along with them just like that and had lunch and returned by evening. What makes this travel special was the heavy rain that last more than an hour and I enjoyed in the drizzle, along the fragrance of rain and pleasant weather, and as soon the rain stops I found interest on the dew drops on leaves and a millipede on multi pace.

We always take the road via thiruporur, since the road passes through villages, forest, and nature being and less traffic pollution. On this stretch I always come across monkeys and for nearly a km there are Palmyra trees grown both sides of the road, standing in a row making narrow the road. I always wonder looking at these trees how narrow they have been planted in a row and this place had come in some old movies. Passing through this way in night always seems scare and it remains very dark. It’s a single lane for ages and never turned to be better, and if any vehicles come at either side, one had to go off-road to leave way to other. Only few kms of this road had been widened and have smooth surface.

Being surrounded by forest and hills, this place receives monkeys often. They always come and sit on the walls and if we’re little careless they enter the home and take anything caught up there eyes and more or less make trees damage and mess up the walls. This time also I saw few monkeys and one caring its kid under its back. Grandma had recently painted her home in striking green color and made certain they aren’t exception in the current trend of painting homes in pretty colors. Unlike other places, it receives heavy rain always and few kms away from their home there was no evidence of showering and by evening we returned home via ECR.