I used to have vicarious enjoyment on seeing this song;
It depicts the inevitable end of Aniyan (the younger brother) who discovers himself that he will not live past that night. This is from a movie, "Paithrukam" in which I loved this character a lot. He has prayed and propitiated his favorite deity throughout his life till that incidental night. So he asks his close friend to sing a song as and when he is going to meet his death. The song selected make the situation even more sad/joyful. His friend selects a song that describe the auspiciousness of marriage. He had fallen in love with a lady who visited the temple (of which he was a priest) and was thinking of marrying her without knowing his inevitable plight. Guess that would be the only bad thing he did in his life, but since he did not know his fate in advance, it cannot be regarded as a mistake.
Whenever I went to temple as a kid, there were many elderly people who called me Aniyan, because I am the Aniyan of my Ettan (elder brother). I loved being called like that and in my village I was always given much love and affection being the younger one. Even in the "super-five" group I was the youngest one and given more attention than anybody. Every time when we went outside and if it involved riding a vehicle, they always made sure I get in first. Ha ha it's so funny that many times friends who didn't know this had to come back to a bus stop in search of me because I couldn't manage to get into the bus along with them.
Last time when I went for my bro's wedding, there was this one day when I had a lot of fun. To run some errands and to buy a sandal I went outside. One moment when I was little bit in a hurry, muscles played and got stiff. Then I was crossing the highway road and I saw a Autorikhsaw coming (a cute small vehicle which carries pedestrians for short distance travel)and I knew I am going to get hit. Unable to move, inevitably it did and I fell down as a dead log. After my resting state, I got up and found my white Mundu (a plain clothing common to our part of the country) with tinges of blood and mud. I went straight to a store purchased another Mundu and a Sandal and changed my cloth then and there. I am not ashamed to say that I have the keenest ability of hiding such incidents from parents and dear ones. It seems like I have grown in my dispassion and now I am not in a mood of doing that anymore because that doesn't allow me to be free within.
Poor my Amma (mother) got scolded by Achchan (father) before he knew about her situation for not being able to do things like a normal person. I don't want anybody to have such surprises with me. I might even go little further and be selfish that I won't allow anybody to share this burden because I would like to go through it completely, rejoicing without conflict :-). Also, I should not do the same mistake that the character in the movie above has done, if at all that was a mistake. One person in the disease forum in US(in which I am a member of) had this experience of her mother saying that, "I would never have let you be born if I knew that this would be your fate". Very strange! Oh! how much I wish that I am given the freedom to be with myself so that I don't have to say such words to posterity.
Right now, I am in the process of figuring the genetics behind this and the probability of its inheritance. Figuring out this will not be a big deal as my professor under whom I am working now, is an excellent geneticist and he is in the process of making me one too. My prof has graduated from the prestigious MIT and his professor there was the 2002 Nobel Laureate, Dr.Horvitz. He is an excellent Guitarist too playing for a local band and the best part is, he likes me as a student and takes a lot of care. Things now and again falling in place!. WOW! Last time I just missed my chance to meet the 2008 Nobel Laureate, Martin Chalfie. Will be meeting some of those people next year and am already very proud of that (and make other people jealous:-).
Last time Shriram told me these amazing words "God/Guru has given us an easy life".
Yes, I am extremely contented about my performance so far and the happiness within can never fade. So, every minute becomes graceful and grateful, every beautiful breath becomes a bonus.
There is not much time to crib and complain for what we don't have, more pleasure is in giving than getting. And, I am INVINCIBLE, in love, care and affection and no human being dare to challenge that!.;-)
JoyGurudev!
PS: This seems to me like the second part of the post "A life time companion". There will be one more post regarding this just after the summer once I figure out the genetic testing.
I loved the movie for the songs , as I watched the movie when I was in 5th Std and felt it was not bright. :) Cannot blame me. Then when i again watched the movie, I loved it :) Never knew you wrote so much... Nice getting to read in wholesale. You write well. Keep writing.
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Vini
Thank you kid, will be writing. Yes, the movie is wonderful. I can rate it as second best Jayaraj movie, the first one being "Deshadanam".
ReplyDeletetoday, once again i felt like killing some time and started browsing internet for nothing. then i thought why not open guruji's pandora box.... here, i see his emotions are flowing as water to a downhill, through the crevices and through the cracks!!
ReplyDeletehe is been telling everybody, including myself, to enjoy the flow of stream without fearing of crevices. if we give too much importance to crevices/cracks (analogy to obstacles), the smoothness of flow gets obstructed.
the person who learns from the real life experiences becomes true guru and this man is one rare of them. i wish he will not stop the natural flow of his beautiful life by giving too much importance to non-essential thoughts.
spontaneously, a wise saying is coming to my thoughts.....
"if i beleive i am capable of doing impossible, then there is nothing in this world that can stop me but if i think i am not capable of it then i guess i am right........"
@Shanker, I don't know what to say, so pressing the "mute" button. The blog became more dramatic that I ever intended it to be. But little bit spice is okay, I guess, my penny's worth..
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