The Burning Stomach

Posted by Ramya Shankar on Wednesday, June 27, 2007 in ,
Update : I saw it ! I saw it ! I was armed with whistles too! At one point of time, I was whistling so much that I had to stop it to hear the punch dialogs. I enjoyed the movie and yes thalaivar rocks ! :D

The current buzzword in Chennai is Sivaji ! Why Chennai?, the hype has created waves all over the world and even on blogsville. Every third blog carries a review of Sivaji ! Where ever you go people are all praises about the movie and how "Cool" thalaivar looks or how sexy Shriya's clothes are or how brilliant the music by ARR is or how fab Thotta Tharani's sets look & of course Shankar, the skipper of the movie. Now that's a bonanza combination !

Despite exorbitant ticket rates, messy pumpkin strewn floors , showering flowers and milk dripping hoardings, nothing is holding the people all over the world to watch The boss in action.
Even if the distributors decided to screen "Sorgam" during the interval, people might not walk out of the cinema hall !! Sivaji will stand out amongst all Baasha's & Padayappa's just because of the way in which Shankar has portrayed thalaivar ! The charismatic screen presence of Rajinikanth overshadows the illogical story line & a few other weak technicalities that most reviews have mentioned about! As long as the Super Star is on screen with his punch dialogs and whip sounding stunts, the crowd would remain on the edge of their seats !

Alright, I'll stop fibbing now, I haven't watched the movie because I can't whistle and yes yes I can't get the tickets either ! Maybe next time I must use my drama skills in the ticket queue ! And oh! remind me to strangle the guy who was selling the tickets at a grand each ! ! !


Mixed Feelings

Posted by Ramya Shankar on Monday, June 04, 2007 in ,
Arjun looked out of the little window on his left. He could see only clouds. He shifted restlessly in his seat and reclined back as he closed his eyes. He was returning home after almost 3 years and was looking forward to meet all his loved ones. He was no homesick person, but the 3 year gap had left him feeling totally disconnected with everyone back home. He thought of his mother and her lip-smacking rasam, the early morning jogging with his dad, the back-slapping moments with his mates, the aimless bike rides, the night-outs at the beach... He looked out again and saw the familiar blue of the Marina. A smile crossed his face. It was about time. The slim air hostesses prepared the cabin crew for landing. The aircraft dropped a few feet and met heavy turbulence. They circled for a few minutes until the plane got clearance for landing. Those minutes seemed longer than the 3 years. As the flight touched ground and sped along the runway, Arjun already had his seat belt off and was urging to grab his backpack and scoot out. He was met with a huge queue for immigration. He kept counting heads and when his turn came, he was too glad to thrust out his passport to the immigration officer. Baggage claiming tested his patience more than anything else. Every third suitcase seemed like his and when he finally spotted his, the rickety conveyor belt seemed to take ages to transport it to him. He couldn't hold his feet once he had his luggage on the trolley. He searched the sea of faces until his eyes settled on his parents standing amidst the crowd. When he made his way out and reached where they were standing, his father pulled him into a rib cracking hug. And suddenly he felt all the years melting into nothingness. This is where he belonged. He was home at last !

Author's Note : I'm back home and the heat in Chennai seems to be showing no signs of abatement !


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