சத்தம் போடாதே...

Commentary by Dinesh..one of my Verizon friends..

வழக்கமான காதல்/Action/Comedy மசாலா இல்லாமல் ஆந்திராவில் நடைபெற்ற சமுக முக்கியத்துவம் வாய்ந்த ஒரு உண்மை சம்பவத்தை திரையில் பார்க்க வேண்டுமா ? - Go for "சத்தம் போடாதே"

குடி பழக்கத்தால் ஆண்மை இழந்த கணவனாக "Chennai 28" Nitin Sathya, அவரின் இளம் மனைவியாக பத்மப்ரியா ஆசைப்படி குழந்தையை தத்து எடுக்க முதலில் சம்மதிக்கிறார். நாளடைவில் தன் தாழ்வு மனப்பான்மை மற்றும் குற்ற உணர்ச்சி காரணமாக ஒரு நாடகமாடி குழந்தையாய் மீண்டும் ஆசிரமத்தில் விட்டு விடுகிறார். குழந்தையை மறக்க வேலைக்கு செல்லும் பத்மப்ரியவை சந்தேகப்பட்டு சித்திரவதை செய்கிறார். இது பொறுக்க முடியாமல் சத்யாவை விவாகரத்து செய்கிர்ரர் பத்மப்ரியா.
நொடிந்து போன பத்மப்ரியா வாழ்கையில் தன் அண்ணனின் நண்பரான ப்ரிதிவ்ராஜ் நுழைகிறார். ப்ரிதிவ்ராஜ் பத்மப்ரியவைய் திருமணம் செய்கிறார். இந்நிலைஇல் முதல் கணவனான சத்யா இவர்கள் வாழ்கையில் நுழைய இடைவேளை.
இடைவேளை வரை முதலில் சோகமாக பிறகு கலகலப்பாக நகரும் படம் பிறகு "Thriller" அக மாறுகிறது. சத்ய பத்மப்ரியவை கடத்திவிட்டு "Gas" வெடித்து இறந்தது போல் "Setup" செயும்ம் காட்சி வசந்த் தன் முந்தைய படமான "ஆசை" நினைவுட்டுகிறது.
ப்ரிதிவ்ராஜ் எப்படி பத்மப்ரியவை மீட்கிறார், உளவியல் ரீதியாக பாதிக்கப்பட்ட சத்யா என்ன ஆகிறார் என்பதை தன் வழக்கமான ச்வாரச்யத்துடன் சொல்லிஇருக்கிறார் வசந்த்.
பாடல்கள்.."அழகு குட்டி செல்லம்.." பாடலில் குழந்தையின் 100 விதமான சிரிப்பை பதிய வைத்து நம் தொலைந்த முகங்களை முன் நிறுத்துகிறார்.ஒரு பெண்ணின் உச்சகட்ட சோகம் மற்றும் சந்தோசத்தை "பேசுகிறேன் பேசுகிறேன்.." என்ற ஒரே பாடலை இரு வேறு காட்சி அமைப்பில் நிறுத்தி இயக்குனர் கைதட்டல் பெறுகிறார். மிகுந்த பொறுப்புணர்ச்சியோடு எடுக்கப்பட்ட கதையில் இடைவேளைக்கு பிறகு வரும் 2 பாடல்கள் - மொக்கை :-(
வசனம்.."என் தங்கச்சி வேணும்னா உங்களா இன்னும் Divorce பண்ணாம இருக்கலாம், ஆனா நான் உங்கள எப்போவோ Divorce பண்ணிடன்" - பத்மப்ரியா அண்ணன் சொல்லும் காட்சி "Super"அண்ணன் - "எதற்காக அவன Divorce பண்ண maatree?பத்மப்ரியா - "அவர் எதையுமே என்கிட்டேந்து marachadhille டா, அதான் அவர விட்டு வரமுடியலே" என்னும் காட்சி நிஜ வாழ்கையில் சில குடும்பங்களில் உள்ள நிலைமையை பிரதிபலிக்கும் விதமாக உள்ளது. Divorce ஆகி பிறந்த விட்டுக்கு வரும் பத்மப்ரியாவாய் பார்த்து அப்பா பேசும் வசனம் "சரியா விசாரிக்காம உண்ண அவனுக்கு கட்டி கொடுதுடேநேமா" - பெற்றோருகளுக்காக....Climax கட்சிக்காக "Cameraman" க்கு ஒரு "ஒ" போடலாம் - அருமையான frames.
உளவியல் ரீதியாய்க பாதிக்கப்பட்டவரின் செயல்பாட்டை நேர்த்தியாக திரையில் நிறுத்திஇருக்கிறார் வசந்த்.

சத்தம் போடாதே - Emotional pot-boiler.

தினேஷ்.

IT Intelligence

Once upon a time there was a shepherd looking after his sheep on the side of a deserted road. Suddenly a brand new Porsche screeches to a halt. The driver, a man dressed in an Armani suit, Cerutti shoes, Ray-Ban sunglasses, TAG-Heuer wrist-watch, and a Pierre Cardin tie, gets out and asks the Shepherd: "If I can tell you how many sheep you have, will you give me one of them?"
The shepherd looks at the young man, and then looks at the large flock of grazing sheep and replies: "Okay."
The young man parks the car, connects his laptop to the mobile-fax, enters a NASA Webster, scans the ground using his GPS, opens a database and 60 Excel tables filled with logarithms and pivot tables, then prints out a 150 page report on his high-tech mini-printer.
He turns to the shepherd and says, "You have exactly 1,586 sheep here." The shepherd cheers, "that's correct, you can have your sheep." The young man makes his pick and puts it in the back of his Porsche. The shepherd looks at him and asks: "If I guess your profession, will you return my animal to me?" The young man answers, "Yes, why not".
The shepherd says, "You are an IT consultant ".
How did you know?" asks the young man. "Very simple," answers the shepherd. "First, you came here without being called. Second, you charged me a fee to tell me something I already knew, and third, you don't understand anything about my business.
Now can I have my DOG back?"

..and this is Confidence

A hypothetical situation where 20 CEOs board an airplane and are told that the flight that they are about to take is the first-ever to feature pilot less technology: It is an uncrewed aircraft. Each one of the CEOs is then told, privately, that their company's software is running the aircraft's automatic pilot system. Nineteen of the CEOs promptly leave the aircraft, each offering a different type of excuse.One CEO alone remains on board the jet, seeming very calm indeed. Asked why he is so confident in this first uncrewed flight, he replies: "If it is the same software that runs my company's IT systems, this plane won't even take off.”That is called Confidence!!!

Its time, when a pencil teaches you!!

1. It tells you that everything you do will always leave a Mark
2. You can always correct the mistake you make
3. The important thing in life is what you are from inside and not from out side
4. In life you will undergo painful sharpening which will make you better in whatever you do
5. Finally, to be the best you can be, you must allow yourself to be held and guided by the hand that holds you

One Extra Bedroom........

A Thought Provoking Article... worth reading !!!!!! I don't know if it is true but it is written beautifully. Its for all Indians staying abroad for more money without their family. ONE BEDROOM FLAT... AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER'S LIFE...- A Bitter Reality As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA , the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA , it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India . My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA , after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA . My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to India . But part work part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India . The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children. After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA . My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India . My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA . I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India . I had just enough money to buy a decent 2 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India , had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more. I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me. Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still Remains 'was all this worth it?' I am still searching for an answer................!!!! --- By an Indian SE who was in US.

People always come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime.

People always come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime. When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, or to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or even spiritually. They may seem like a godsend to you, and they are. They are there for a reason, you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die, Sometimes they just walk away. Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.
When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season. And like Spring turns to Summer and Summer to Fall, the season eventually ends.LIFETIME, relationships teach you a lifetime of lessons; those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway);, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas in your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

A Love Story

There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother.He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.She looked up and asked "Can I help you?" She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it."Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.He nodded and she went to the back. She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her. So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out... !!!RRRRRING!!! The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday... " The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one. Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn The mother opened another CD...Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, JacelynLove is... when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and Say, "I Love You"

Best Time of My Life

It was June 15, and in two days I would be turning thirty. I was insecure about entering a new decade of my life and feared that my best years were now behind me.My daily routine included going to the gym for a workout before going to work. Every morning I would see my friend Nicholas at the gym. He was seventy-nine years old and in terrific shape. As I greeted Nicholas on this particular day, he noticed I wasn't full of my usual vitality and asked if there was anything wrong. I told him I was feeling anxious about turning thirty. I wondered how I would look back on my life once I reached Nicholas's age, so I asked him, "What was the best time of your life?"Without hesitation, Nicholas replied, "Well, Joe, this is my philosophical answer to your philosophical question:"When I was a child in Austria and everything was taken care of for me and I was nurtured by my parents, that was the best time of my life.""When I was going to school and learning the things I know today, that was the best time of my life.""When I got my first job and had responsibilities and got paid for my efforts, that was the best time of my life.""When I met my wife and fell in love, that was the best time of my life.""The Second World War came, and my wife and I had to flee Austria to save our lives. When we were together and safe on a ship bound for North America, that was the best time of my life.""When we came to Canada and started a family, that was the best time of my life.""When I was a young father, watching my children grow up, that was the best time of my life.""And now, Joe, I am seventy-nine years old. I have my health, I feel good and I am in love with my wife just as I was when we first met. This is the best time of my life."

A Bag of Kindness

These words from my second grade teacher at the end of the day echoed in my mind all evening. I was dreading the next day because I knew we wouldn't have any macaroni at home. Living in an alcoholic environment we never had too much of anything laying around our house except beer bottles.I trudged home after school with my mind working overtime. Where would I find macaroni? I knew that the local bottle depot at the edge of town gave twenty cents for a case of beer bottles so I decided that I would collect some bottles and maybe I could buy a small box that evening at our local corner store.When I got home I started collecting the bottles and before long I had a nice pile in the back of my wagon. I started off to the bottling depot with my little brother Able in tow. We had a mission and no one would stop us.When we arrived at the depot they counted our bottles and gave me the eighty cents. I felt very wealthy and as we walked back into town. Able was bouncing up and down asking to see the money. I showed him several times then asked him to get in the wagon so I could pull him. Truth be known I just wanted to enjoy feeling those coins in my pocket and I didn't mind pulling him as the price for this little freedom.We got to the corner store and entered to the smell of fresh bread baking in the back. I think we must have looked like we had rabies the way our mouths were watering. Able looked at me and at once I knew I would be going to school the next day with no macaroni.We bought two loaves of bread and two jelly doughnuts (which we ate on the way home). When we arrived there was the usual party going on upstairs so we gathered my other siblings and went to the basement where we shared the bread with some strawberry jam.We all fell asleep with Johnny Paycheck booming from the ceiling above that night.The next day as craft class neared I began to think about the macaroni again. I was in anguish as the teacher asked why I didn't have any macaroni."Weren't you listening when I asked you all to bring it John"? She asked sternly.I was mortified, I didn't know what to say and as the other children started laughing. Then out of nowhere this little girl Rosalyn who sat beside me turned to me and said "Here you can have some of mine". The way she said it, so nice, and the kindness in her eyes made me start to cry and I ran from the room in shame.I never did take her macaroni or thank her for the offer. I couldn't speak to her again because I was sure I would see my own shame mirrored in her eyes.I often think about Rosalyn and the way she turned to save me that day. I spent a great deal of my life letting the bricks of anger, hurt and rejection wall me in. I kept good people like Rosalyn out and surrounded myself with the kinds of people who I thought I was.I eventually did see that and I have changed my life. My own daughter is eight now and I have had the opportunity to send her to school with her own little bag of macaroni. I wrapped it up with a heavy heart that morning thinking of those turbulent days past. I thought of Rosalyn and the little gift she tried to share with me and I give a silent prayer of thanks for all the people like her that make this world a better place to live in.

Always know your objective first...

During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked theDirector, "what is the criteria that defines a patient to beinstitutionalized? ""Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, we offer ateaspoon, a teacup, and a bucket to the patient and ask the patient toempty the bathtub."1. Would you use the spoon?2. Would you use the teacup?3. Would you use the bucket?Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person wouldchoose the bucket as it is larger than the spoon."No," answered the Director. "A normal person would pull thedrain plug."He flunked..... .....There is a difference between an objective and actions! Unless youunderstand your objective, you will be wasting your time in yourActions. Always know your objective first.