Indelible - #awordeveryday

From a world of darkness, to a world of colour. Sheela was terrified, but thrilled beyond reason. The sun shining, the pretty green leaves, the blanket that was keeping her warm, the hospital room, her favourite bag, her walking stick, television, her parents and husband, and most importantly, her precious daughter's charming face. She lived a blind life for 34 years, but not anymore. She yelled, wept and cried out loud in ecstasy.

She knew nothing about Priyanka, her donor, not even how she looks. But the indelible mark Priyanka had left on Sheela was undoubtedly the best gift ever.

Rident - #awordeveryday

"Cancer", said the reports.

 Her heart sunk. She could not watch her son die.

"Mourning will not help you, dear. Make his last few days, the best ever." her mother advised with all her heart.

Wiping a painful tear off her face, she took it upon herself to bring joy to little Adi's life. Gifts, surprises, parties, cakes, new clothes, trip to Disneyland, meet Rajnikanth, and what not.

Even when The End approached, the smile on his rident face never faded.

Peckish - #awordeverday

Miles away from her home, she fondly dreamt of her nani's rajma chawal.

"Famished", she thought to herself.

Reality check. Had to make-do with the rajma chawal she will have to whip up after a long day at work.

"Probably just peckish", she sighed to herself.

Her phone buzzed. 'Get home for dinner', her father ordered. Saturday, she remembered. Thought of the dreadful rajma chawal her step mother makes.

"No appetite at all", she confirmed to herself.

To her, hunger was nothing but a mere emotion.

Evince - #AWordEveryday

The yearly progress report card was couriered home. She opened it with shivering hands, reciting a silent prayer.

"FAIL" in bold red letters, stared straight at her. For the third consecutive time.

When it reached dad, he was fuming. He exited the living room in exasperation, and stormed into her bedroom.

She thought she heard an explosion, something had gone crashing to the floor. She inched towards the room, trembling in fear. Her dreaded nightmare was unkindly unfolding in front of her.

Dad could have broken her violin, but the marks on her fingers will evince the phenomenal artist in her, forever.

Picaroon - #AWordEveryday

Pick-pocket -check

Felt up a woman - check

Stole a gold chain - check

Tricked a foreign tourist couple - check

Scratching crotch in public - check

Done with his task list for the day, he slipped into comfort on his favourite bench at Dadar station. Humming a popular item song, he opened a packet of biscuits, to go with his 17th cigarette of the day and hot cup of chai.

Without minutes, a child came dragging herself up to him. She had no legs, and torn clothes. Weeping, she pointed to the biscuits.

For the first ever time, it moved him. For the first ever time, he parted with something he stole. It confused him, but for the first ever time, the picaroon felt pity.

Hatred. Rains. Love.

The hatred towards rain got us talking,
Of dirty potholes, difficult travel and sleepy weather.

The hatred towards rain got us meeting,
In a cozy restaurant, over a bowl of hot soup.

The hatred towards rain got us dating,
Huddled under a pretty black umbrella.

The hatred towards rain got us smiling,
Looking at each other braving the weather.

The hatred towards rain got us craving,
For each other when rainy discomfort crawled in.

The hatred towards rain got us together, to last forever.

And now the rains have returned, and I'm ready to fall deeper in love.

Kochadaiiyaan. Why?

No spoilers ahead, you can read without hesitation.

First off, I did like the movie. So this post is mostly going to be positive. A little background about myself would definitely include that I'm a huge Rahman buff, and Rajnikanth is my demi god. Yes.

I did not enter the theatre with too much of expectations, just like you, I had also seen the disastrous trailer. And just like you, I was also rolling eyes in confusion. 

Verdict: 
The animation, was first class disaster. Body parts coordination, syncing dialogues and mouth movements etc were too visibly average. Like, unbearable. Having said that, I happen to join the group of people who've been giving Soundarya and the team due credit for venturing into something like for the first time. May not have been the best of movies, but the effort cannot be unappreciated, and more importantly, 

The acting, well, I can't really comment much on this considering all were animated. But, thalaivar is thalaivar. (One question though, WHY Jackie Shroff?)

The storyline, predictable at parts. But overall, not bad at all. And they have hinted a sequel in the last scene of the movie and honestly, I am secretly happy about that. 

The 3D effects, brilliant. Yes, brilliant is the word.

Last but not the least, the music. MIND BLOWING. Rahman has proved once again what a genius he is and this was one power packed performance. During war scenes with action that did not interest me, I chose to close my eyes and concentrate on the background score. Wow, what a fantastic orchestra put together so well by the Madras Maestro. I have a feeling I'm going to watch it again just for the music. 

Considering the last movie of Thalaivar's we all saw was Enthiran, which was quite a disappointment, Kochadaiyaan won on those missing elements like style, punch lines, storyline, Rajni's walk, and the like. Rajni's dialogue delivery (WOWNESS INFINITY) echoed what a powerhouse of talent he is. Rahman's dialogue at the start was also quite a pleasant surprise. 

So if you are a fan of Rajnikanth and/or Rahman, then do go watch the movie. Less than two hours of your precious time. 

If you are planning to watch the movie, stay till the end of the credits. Some interesting stuff they've put together which you shouldn't miss. 

High hopes on the sequel (with better animation)
Shasvathi