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I stumbled upon this Mythical Goddess in the Tamil movie of Sri A C Tirulokchander made in 1976 on one late afternoon on a Tamil movie channel. The movie made in late 70's portrayed the protagonist in a state of affairs where she is branded psychotic but a stroke of luck eventually leads to the death of a flesh hungry villain and she becoming a Goddess; the plot thickened around the protagonist very well with one particular dialogue mentioning, 'there is Bhadrakali in every woman'. Then i wondered why not remind hapless coy women who have sought equal rights in all spheres of life except in bashing a flesh hungry man yielding a weapon of her choice. Bhadrakali has many associations as a divine incarnate to rid the world of Asuras. She is considered the daughter of Lord Shiva. But why have woman not risen like this blood thirsty goddess in times of extreme danger. I do not mean cinematic unreasonable instances but at least ways by which one can self protect. In times

Can i please use the loo plzzzzzzzzzzzzz veri urgent.....................how many might muster courage in asking our guests or even places we visit when in need. Most do now. But most (not sure if there would be a protest for 'MOST') merrily wet the nearest and publicly visible wall-thicket-bush-rubbish dump (which many in India can spot easily) and corporation playgrounds. When i say most i do not include my close friends because i know my friends, but often near my home or on way to work i find well dressed especially with a silk tie around their neck struggling to negotiate a tie from getting wet rather than my glaring eyes. The man is in no mood to resist his urge. Most Tamil speakers conveniently mutter ' Aatarathe adakalaam anaal avasarathe adka mudiyaathu '. And after saying this legally approved phrase, the peeing continues and that too with a gang of peers with sound of approval and the guy who questions them is a pariah for that m

1. Wow what a fortnight it was in great Indian Tamasa............................cannot get any bit crazier than this................first and foremost the tirade of Dramatist and art person Girish Karnad against Nobel Laureates in general................VS Naipaul and Rabindranath Tagore. Both have basked and one lives to shine in its gleam. But the time looks dubious for a character like Girishji. I would like to congratulate Girishji just for his plain frankness which no one did till date dared about Tagore's works. I wonder if Mamta was fast dozing when Girishji's words where splashed all over print media- rather cold shoulder from busy bee Mamta; May be Mamta mistook for Rabindranath for Bangla poet?  It perplexes me when great poet and revolutionary thinker like Subramanya Bharathi had approved of the depth of Gitanjali, Tagore's work in his own words why is Girishji fuming? Guess everyone feels a black spot in a spotless cream kurta afterall we are humans......

The below is a imaginative account of a Billionaire and his Heir apparent.......................... This is a piece of news about Siddharth Mallya in overseas looking out for models for Kingfisher magazine gathered by our ever inquisitive Indian media, not that they have always been in forefront of juicy bits and pieces but once in a while they did do justice reporting politician crooks in shady deals. This DummyFisher soap has all the ingredients to become a late night A rated saga just for the eyes of what all a 'Billionaire Heir can do' kind of scenario. Just imagine the below script for this soap opera- Bullion Dollar Son - 'Papa i am not happy with the curves we have shortlisted for the 2013 calender, i literally want a drop your jaw kind of Hot bodies on QFA calenders Pa. High time we hunted off shores. As such your choice for RC cheer girls were a damp squib. Your taste is becoming dull pa.' Bullion Dollar Pa - 'Ok shon try exoticas, as such our f

Can there be a better understanding of what a classical art form surviving in midst of western and Hindustani influence go through? a more matured thinking on part of film's protagonist who begins to unravel the wonders in Carnatic music which has no caste, creed, religion or even sex to stop from immersing a soul in blissful union with the supreme. Music when seen from an unknown source of power makes it more mystic and supreme. the movie captures a struggle between a traditional musical man and the unraveling cruel world around him. K Vishwanath could not have done justice to Indian cinema more than this creation. Cine goers may not feel dream sensation when watching his creations but the depth it makes in one's experience in movie watching is amazing and generations to come will take leaf out of life and how one must be passionate about one's belief in himself and his art. The movie made on convictions and sincerity towards the roles portrayed by characters has wo

Poor Cauvery/ Kaveri in which ever name called is held hostage to caste/creed/ colour/ language and much more innumerable reasons a man can find to keep the water away from thirsty standing crops in the downstream and thirsty human throats of IT capital Bengaluru and Automotive capital Chennai. This is not to state the greediness of one state Karnataka or the over zealousness of another state Tamilnadu. My interest in Cauvery was kindled by Mr. Arupathi Kalyanam a farmer who has seen the lows and highs of the Cauvery dispute brings out a perspective on the whole issue. First and foremost accords and agreement are signed at the amicable satisfaction of both parties which has been happening since the dam was built and under British the agreements were inked. But as and when states began to be re-organized on linguistic grounds there has been a slow poisoning of regional politicians thinking process with farmers’ interest taking backseat. With power comes great responsibility h