Theivathirumagal – A Must Watch Movie

This is one of the very rare excellent movies in Tamil. It’s a complete movie with emotions and comedy and without any commercial inclusions like kutthu-songs or fights.

You could read about the movie review in any magazines or websites, am going to record my own experience in this post.

When my nieces called me for the movie, I was actually thrilled to go, because I did not watch movies in theatres since two and half years. As my sister-in-law was there to take care of my baby, I was sort of ready to go but then little ambiguity was also there. As the nieces also forced me, I decided to go and booked the tickets online.

When we were on-the-way to theatre which is at a walkable distance from my place, my conscience was killing me for having left my baby darling at home. But then we just went and saw the movie.

OMG, such an awesome movie! I never expected such a poetic movie in Tamil. I used to wonder when I watched ‘Taare Zameen Par’, whether such kind of movies are possible in Tamil and this movie is an answer for that.

But then similar to TZP, this movie also left me crying from the beginning till the end. Every scene was reminding me my baby darling and as said earlier my conscience was killing me for watching movie by leaving Manasa at home.

After the movie ended, I was in a hurry to go home and I wanted to immediately see my baby. But then my nieces were curious to see Vikram, who came to the theatre and talking to the audience. May be because of age-factor, I was not at all enthusiastic to see him, but then those teen-girls were very excited. So some 15 mins were waste watching him and then finally I forced the girls to return home.

Though my darling searched me just once and then got diverted by my SIL and was playing the rest of the time, I could not accept myself going for the movie. I wanted to hug her tightly and say sorry. I was trying hard to control my cry, but then she was busy with her play and was not coming into my cuddle at all.

Then my husband asked me if going to the movie was so much important for me leaving baby at home. That is all…I could not control me anymore and I burst into tears. I said please don’t question me; I am already depressed by the feeling of leaving baby to watch a movie.

And no need to tell obviously that hereafter I will never leave my darling princess and go anywhere.

Hello everyone, please go and watch the movie. All must experience the movie at least once.

Shocked!

This weekend I went to my mom’s place where I happened to see an old dairy of my dad’s. The dairy was of the year 1984. It had interesting mentions like me joining LKG in lady wellingdon school on June 22nd and relatives came to our place, dad visiting tirupathi, and my bro visiting coimbatore etc etc.

A shocking note was also there that my dad got heart attack on June 18th 1984. My mom says she doesn’t know about it. My dad is like most of the men who never care about their health just for the sake of the pride. I guess that must be the first heart attack and later also he must have had the problem, but he never cared about it. My dad died on 28th Oct 1994 and I remember later we found a medical prescription dated some 15 days earlier the death from somewhere in the shelf. So he had some health issues, but none of us knew about it.

Those days couples were not friendly enough to share the concerns with his partner like these days, so my mom was not aware about it. At least if the children were older and matured enough, they might have taken care of him. Even my eldest bro was just 20 or so and he could not identify and handle my dad’s health back then.

Still I could remember the darkest day of my life and its related scenes. Exactly on the previous night, may be because of some instinct or something, my dad was advising me like I should study well, not to fight with my 2nd bro, listen to moms words etc etc. I used to sleep with my parents, me in the middle. We three used to sleep in a fan-less room, because all three of us doesn’t need a fan on winter days, whereas my 2 bros used to sleep in the other room with a fan. When we went to sleep the previous night, I was about to sleep and my dad covered me into his cuddle. I used to cry even now thinking about it because I stopped his hands and slipped it back because it was disturbing my sleep.

Sigh! Somehow his chapter was over when eldest son was also not settled in any job. He missed all happy occasions like his three children’s wedding, house warming ceremonies, grand children, eldest bro who struggled in life and now comfortably living with family in US.

Even now when I see any son/daughter taking their dad to hospital for check-ups, it used to make me feel guilty that we had no maturity to attend dad’s health. Sigh! Fate is already decided, right?

I wonder how men could ignore about the health issues when a whole family is dependent on him. Though sounds harsh, I would suggest such men not to marry and have children.

Travel in MTC பஸ்

When I started from home to office, I was praying that I should get a direct bus, which is actually a rare. After reaching the bus stop, within 2 mins I got the direct bus and I was so happy. But the bus stopped nearly 50 metres away from the place where I was waiting (many were waiting). I was not prepared to run and get into. As it was a rare bus, no one chased it. Only later I saw a board saying bus stop moved to 50 metres away from the old location. I was wondering then why so much crowd waiting there, no one read the notice board or what?

Then I got a bus to Guindy and waited in the stop where the Broadway busses will stop. I was wondering why no one is there in the stop. Intelligently I checked the bus numbers written in the board of the bus stop and felt relieved that I was standing in the right bus stop. But later in 5 mins, many busses came, but nothing crossed me, all diverted to back (small bypass) road. After enquiring with some auto driver, I came to know that bus stops were moved to that location, a year back. Awww.

I went back and stood in the new bus stop, where there is neither the bus stop shadow nor the board with bus numbers.

Aaahhhh….later I was waiting for a white board bus which only will stop in Anand Theater stop. In 10 mins, lots of Broadway busses crossed the stop, but all were Delux Bus or Yellow Board Busses and it wont stop in Anadh Theater. Then I got 60D white board, joyful I got into it. The Conductor of the bus told me that the bus wont stop in Anand and I should get down only in TVS. My god…. I expressed my anxiety to him that I got in to that bus only bcoz it was a white board. He was laughingly told me that though it is a white board, it wont stop. But in the return journey of the bus, it will stop in Anand stop and not in TVS. Hmmmm….

In spite of all this messy experiences, I enjoyed the crowd less travel from a window seat. The pleasant weather added a fragrance to it. Was enjoying beautiful paintings, Lord Ganeh, Lord Lakshmi, grassy sceneries, agriculture procedures, traditional children’s plays etc. Though they looked old, they were awesome and definitely better than the dirty cinema posters.

Intelligently (again!?) I came and stood near foot board immediately after the bus crossed Jemini flyover, thinking to get down if bus stops in signal. I was lucky for the first time today, the bus did stop in the Signal and I got down. I was hearing an old person asking me to take care as vehicles are coming by the side. Then I used a sub-way to cross the road and reached office in 10 mins.

After the meeting which held for an hour, I started back to home. It was 2 hours 15 mins, since I left home and I was feeling pity for my darling princess. I called up home and checked if the kid is okay. She was okay but was searching me every now and then it seems. I was walking fast to the bus stop, with a strong prayer that I should get a direct bus 11H. Otherwise I have to go to Guindy and take another bus, which might get struck in the traffic, due to peak hour and also due to metro train construction work.

Aahaa…I am lucky this time and I got 11H in 10 mins. Though the bus was crowded, I enjoyed the travel. The incidents I enjoyed are…

School students - Their laughter, chit chat, back biting talks about some one in their class, asking passengers where they are going to get down, waving bye to their friends who got down in their stops…all this tool me back to my school days, aaahhh, wonderful Nostalgic feelings.

Conductor – shouting at the crowd to move in, at the students not to stand on the foot board.

A middle aged women – talking to everyone in the bus, scolding the girls who were helping the crowd by passing tickets (they are disturbing her it seems).

A teen girl – kept on talking over phone and laughing.

I was noticing all these and enjoying. When I reached home, my darling princess just then slept it seems and when I post this, she is still sleeping.

Are you wondering what is special in this post and why I enjoy very usual happenings during Chennai Travel? That is because I travelled in a MTC bus after a very long time….say nearly after 2.5 years. :)