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Why this Hypnotic State, di?

If something or someone does manage to occupy your thoughts, the morning after, then it must have been good. I recently watched a movie called Mayakkam Enna, where the protogonist ( played by Dhanush) is a wildlife photographer, immensely passionate about his work, but is taken for a ride. He loves, he hurts, he regrets, he repents and he is incapable. People cannot understand him and he does not realise that.  His angst, passion and rage at his inability to succeed takes a turn when he falls for his best friends girlfriend. A girl who understands his frustrations and is there for him through thick and thin, until the very end.
 
The movie is highly performance driven, with the protogonists occupying much of screen time and doing justice to every minute of it. Though there are gaping anachronistic holes, I am sure most people would not notice it or at least tuck it under the pillow, while gushing over the performances. I thought the background music and the cinematography were strong supporting pillars for the motion picture.
 
The movie was layered in that  the story was not linear and during the course of the narrative, is peeled to reveal different aspects. For example, the movie starts out as Karthik, the photographer lamenting about his life and the new woman who comes into it, eventually we come to relate to the story from the girls perspective, and then you start understanding Karthik's relationships with his friends and then, towards the end, there is a study of the relationship between the siblings.
On the contrary, the ending was quite abrupt,as  there was a lot invested in studying and analysing Karthik's misery and then suddenly, he is a world famous photographer and all ended well. I thought it sort of made the whole struggle of the protogonist's wife sort of insipid.
 
What I find exciting is the fact that the story is quite true to life. These are some of the people you might meet in daily life. Flawed, emotional, bitter, concerned, opportunistic individuals who could be be crossing your path on a daily basis. This movie unravels like a book and actually makes you relate to the character in every possible way. The hero is the asshole and he does realise it towards the end, but that does not elevate immediately to the “ I think I am a much better man and you have to love me now” status.
 

Songs At My Funeral

Hypothetically, If I were to die tomorrow, I would want these 5 songs played in no random order. Songs that have been part of some of the most intimate, entertaining, emphatic, introspective and craziest moments of my life, thoughts and routine.

1) Musafir hoon yaaron from Parichay



Manali, M, cutting chai, campfires, weaved toucans.


2) தேனே தென் பாண்டி மீனே  from Udaya Geetham



The very first song I actually tried to sing. As a baby, I used to be enraptured by this song and ensured in my own way that it was played on repeat mode.


3) Take It Easy by the Eagles



One word-Manipal. Late night bike rides to Kapu. Jamming with Roshan and his guitar at the Bhatta's adda. Stag dancing at the Sphinx. Late nights at Kamath Circle. Library nights. End Point. 

4) Jhumma Chumma from HUM




I had always been a big AB fan, probably one of the very few people to buy his album Aby Baby (along with Bally Sagoo), choosing to watch Bade Miyaan Chote Miyaan instead of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (which was one of the best decisions made, IMHO) and grooving to this song. I absolutely loved the energy and the beer mugs in this number. Bonus points to someone who can repeat the coin dance that is featured.


5)  Walk of Life by Dire Straits 





Dire Straits and RP go hand in hand. 
My brother, the one who did not care if the world was laughing at him or scorning him. The one who I looked up to and the one who looked out for me. 


A little extra if there is time.


There is always some time for the superstar.