Gap10 and Raghuvaran in 300 !!

Cast :

Leonidas aka Kasi viswanathan: Gap10


Xerxes aka Marc Anthony : Raghuvaran


Leonidas's Wife(queen) : Revathi


Persian messenger aka Kaipullai : Vadivelu


We will discuss two important scenes in the movie with
our heros.


scene 1:


The Persian messenger coming to Sparta.


Gap10 : Daai kaipullai, inga yedhukku vandha?


Kaipullai : aiyo...aiyo....puriyala unakku?
mariyadhaya spartava yezhudhi kuduthuttu avan avan pulla kuttiyoda thunda kaanum thuniya kaanum odiranum..illa annanukku ketta kovam varum aamam..


Gap10 : Yaaruda unga annan?


Kaipullai : innum siupullathanamavae kelvi kettukittu...
Persiala irukkara aayiram panchayathayum aalura sandiyar dhaan yenga annan Mark Anthony..
Revathi : (@ kaipullai) unna paathalae kambili poochi orrara maadhiri irukku..


Kaipullai : Halo madam, neeyellam medaya pottoma, animal rights pesinoma, women's associationukku kodi pudichomanu
irukkanum...overa pesapdadhu..


Revathi : hmm...unna madhiri mirugangal yellam adha sollu koodadhu..


Gap10 : (@ Revathi) yaae pullai, gammunu iru...daai kaipullai, idhu Sparta, adhanala unna summa vidaraen, idhuvae
madhura pakkam vandhu sollirundha, palla kalatti kaila kuduthuruppaen..aannnnngggg


Kaipullai : mudiva nee yenna dhaan sollarae?


Gap10 : Daai,paavam pannina adha azhikka kasikku povaanga, unna madhiri paavingala azhikka porandhavam indha Gasi viswanadhan..(and kicks kaipullai into a saani kuzhi...)


Scene 2:


Climax where Raghuvaran wants Gap10 to surrender:
Gap10 : Ohh...nee dhaan Mark Anthonya??


Raghuvaran : yei..yei..yei...indha Mark Anthony pera ketta porandha kozhandha kooda azhugaya niruthi vaaya moodikkum..


Gap10 : Daai..indha Gasi Viswanadhan baera ketta, ponam kooda kaadha pothikkum..


Raghuvaran : yen balam theriyama modhara...konjam unnai suthi paaru..yen aalunga oru latcham peru irukkanga..
orey oru bomb potenna, neenga yellarum koondoda close...


Gap10 : Daai..naan pambukku vennumna bayapaduvaen aana nee vekkara bomba paathu bayapada matten..


Raghuvaran : yei..yei..listen...mariyadhaya neeyum un aalungalum kathiya keela pottuttu surrender aaidunga..pozhachuppo nu vittudaraen...oru pakkam poi parotta kadai pottu polachukkonga..


Gap10 : Daai..naan inga vara munnadiyae unna pathi therunjukkuttu dhaan vandhurukkaen...un armyla 70,467 manushanga,
13,149 yaanainga, 9,865 jandhunga, 6,518 gilmanga blus nee oruthan....


Raghuvaran : (grumbles) Naanae, mathavangalukku aappu adikkaravan, ivan yennayae torture pannaranae..


Gap10 : Enna anthony dhayangi ninnutta, un pinnadi oru latcham peru nikkaradhu mukkiyam illa..yethana peru sandai podarangardhu dhaan mukkiyam...
Raghuvaran : I know..i know...indha sidela irundhu soundu vidara velaiyellam vaenaam..(and drags out his AK-47)


Gap10 : Daai..un thuppakkikku indha dhamilan bayappada maattan..(turns back to see that his party is already fleeing out of the field..)


Raghuvaran : hey..veena Punch dialogue pesi paralogam pogapporiya, illa yen munnadi kneeldown pottu thappikkaporiya...
The completion is left to the readers for discussion ...u can putforward all possible hypothesis here..

உயிரின் உயிரே…

உயிரின் உயிரே உயிரின் உயிரே

உனது மனதில் என்னை காண்பேனோ

நினைவின் அலைகள் நெஞ்சில் மோதி

வீழூம் முன்னே மீண்டூம் எழுவேனோ

எனது விதியால் உன்னை வெல்வேனோ

வென்ற பின்பும் தோற்றுப் போவேனோ

அழகின் சுடரே, என் மனதை சிதைமூட்டினாய்

வாழ்வு என்னை விட்டு விட்டகல

மரணம் வந்து மகிழ்ச்சியாய் தழுவ

மீட்டு சென்றென்னை, மீண்டும் நீயே கொல்வாய்…

My first Swimming saga

It happened when I was in my 6th std..I was living in the town of hosur..on a saturday afternoon I along with the ruffians who lived in my street decided to go to the well in a nearby farm.

So 12 of us, punks, packed up our cricketing gear (includes a bat made of the lowest quality wood with a cycle tube around the handle functioning as the “grip”, a hard rubber ball and a few sticks to serve as stumps) and left our place much to the relief of our parents and the elderly who needed a peaceful nap in the afternoon.

You might be wondering why I m going out of syllabus here…but I wanted to insist the fact that we played cricket by the lakeside in the sun and then went for a dive in the cool well water..

I was the debutant in the gang and it was my first bath(in the well)..hell I was nervous. I ve not even been so nervous for my hindi classes at school..while all the other guys dived from the top of the motor room into the well, I was just sitting with my heart thumping and my mind making 1000 decisions every 3 seconds as to whether I should ever get into the water at all…

It was at that time that Rajesh(there will be a bully in every gang rite?) came and instead of kicking me for not joining them did something good for the first and last time in his life…my father had met him the earlier day at the market and had asked him to teach me swimming. So Rajesh had very shrewdly brought with him a strip of thermocole to help me with my swimming…a bunch of guys tied the thermocole on my back and held the other end of the rope in their hands. they assured and promised me on all the known gods that the piece of thermocole would make me float even if I was in a turbulent sea…

I climbed down one step at a time, the chill water rising slowly with each step.When the water was chest high, I put all my faith on the bundle across my back and left the stairs and was now at the mercy of the 30 foot well. I started punching the water with my arms as if it was the only way to survive.. then started kicking my legs awkwardly..my god.. I was moving.. I was swimming.. there was a new energy and enthu and my actions became more violent..atlast I reached the other end of the well. I had never turned back till this point to look at the faces of my friends who were making fun and abusing me in their efforts to make me swim…but now I ll have to make the return journey..prove them that I was the youngest swimmer among them. So with a proud(evil) grin I kicked the wall to gather momentum and started my journey back and was in the middle of the well. I heard a sharp crack and even before assimilating the situation, I felt that something was pulling me towards the bottom of the well. I felt nothing, heard nothing and saw nothing..god I was drowning..the water got denser and I became deaf… my eyes were being pushed out of their sockets…I could not move my arms and legs because the rope was tangled everywhere…I thought I was going to die. I was thinking if I should think about my parents now or not..

I felt pain on my head. Someone was pulling my hair..there was someone to help me..the new hope kicked a spirit in me. I moved my hands all around and caught hold of the person’s neck.. I turned murderous for my own survival…but somehow that person managed to bring me to the surface. I was chocking for air and had swallowed a great deal of water…My eyes were bloodshot because of the pressure..After a few minutes of rest, I started abusing all my friends for they did not want to take responsibility for the incident. I thought to myself that the villains have planned the whole episode because they were jealous of the fact that I was better than them at school.(yes, i was an academic during my 6th std).

I started practising again until I had the confidence to get away from the stairs.

After a few swearings and sorrys we went home. My lil sister asked me, “anna,did u learn to swim?”. I proudly told her that i was better than a tadpole and my friends were begging me to teach them swimming.

My favourite movies

These are some of my favourite movies. U guys n girls can share your own perspective about these movies.

Schindler’s List - for amazing narration and excellent performances by Liam Neeson,Ben Kingsley etc.,
The Shawshank Redemption - for it proves the fact that there is always hope in any situation.
Forrest Gump - for Tom Hanks’s amazing acting.
Golden Eye - for Pierce Brosnan(n the bond girl too!)
Jurassic Park - for bringing the dinosaurs to light.
The Matrix - for the script which no one dared to think about.
Crouching Tiger,Hidden Dragon - for its excellent visuals.
The Lord of the Rings - no words to say it all!
It would be nice to share your favourite movies too!!!!

Me mastering the “raashtriya baasha”

Frankly, i never had a chance to learn hindi…having born in a village at the southern most part of tamilnadu(actually kerala was 2 kms away from my village).. i naturally had lesser chances of getting in touch with hindi. When i did my schooling at hosur, i was asked to pay 90 rupees extra with my monthly fees…so i thought i d better reach a point where “learning hindi” will become affordable…but one way or the other i never got the oppurtunity….and i cudn’t opt for Sanskrit during high school as i dint even know anything beyond the first alphabet in hindi. So i took French!! and at college most of my friends were “non-hindi” types, the reason primarily being these two :

1)I dint dare attempt speaking in hindi to them.

2)They dint understand english(which i spoke)

So, i always had this so called “inferiority complex” bcoz i cannot(read it as “still cannot” ) speak in hindi though i can converse in tamil,telugu,kannada and english. I always make attempts to speak the small phrases i know, firmly believing(i always take things positively..) that my hindi-speaking friends have a tender heart and will pity my ignorance.

And a few days back i was discussing the scene from a movie with my friend,where the hindi pundit makes the student say “ek gaav mae ek kissan reha thatha” and the guy repeats it as “ek gaav mae ek kissan raghu thatha” and promptly gets banged against a pillar for the mistake. I was laughing like hell at the stupidity of the guy in the movie and asked my friend casually, “Doesn’t it mean a farmer is sitting on a cow?” .

My proclaimed-critic-friend Gokul was at first confused(given his hindi credentials) at my remark and then felt amused and started laughing and then enlightened me with the fact that “Gaav” and “Ghai” are different. When this incident was reported to my another “rational” thinking friend BCG,(he doesn’t want his name posted on this blog…so i ll stick to his short name which is Bidhan Chandra Gupta) he first raised his eyebrows to think “is it beneficial for me to laugh at this point?” and then atlast smiled his awesome(read “crooked”) smile…

This was one of the many occasions where my proficiency in hindi was tested…i m still in pursuit of mastering the “raashtriya baasha”.