@IRCTCofficial Train # 42501 - first class compartment is crowded with people that don’t have first class tickets. With a small kid and no place to sit.
இந்த காட்சி 1000 முறை பார்த்து இருப்பேன்.. பாக்கியராஜ் நடிப்பு திறமையை பாரதிராஜா வியந்து பார்த்துக் கொண்டிருந்தார்..
அற்புதமான ஒரு நல்ல நடிகர் பாக்கியராஜ்
#RIPBHAKIYARAJ
@flipkartsupport I was suppose to get the shipment last Friday (27th Feb). Yet to receive it and no clarity on the ETA. Please assist. Order ID OD336902671512416100.
Indha பாடலை துருவ் மற்றும் அனுபமா சேர்ந்து பாடும்போது கேட்கவே அவ்ளோ அழகா இருக்கு🥰🥰🥰
மனசுக்கு நெருக்கமா இருக்கு இந்த பாடல்
#Dhruv@anupamahere#BisonKaalamadan
Many thoughts on Bison Kaalamaadan:
A favourite moment for me in Bison is when Kittan seems to be regaining faith in the world. He’s been absorbed by someone from the supposed enemy faction, and for a while, there’s hope as he's playing kabaddi with them. But then, as always, something happens, and if he had any illusion that he’d ever be seen as an equal among them, it shatters instantly. All eyes are on him... eyes not just from today, but from generations before him. Eyes that have always stared at him from childhood. He’s asked to leave... and so, he's heartbroken... and he runs and runs. What else is he supposed to do?
Bison Kaalamaadan is not a sports film. If it were, the running would be training. But these shots of Kittan running aren’t about form or athleticism (though Dhruv is magnificent). They’re about psychological distress. They’re about flight, not fitness. It’s why when he learns he hasn’t been selected, he almost breaks down and says, “Sir, let me go for a run. I’ll feel better.” In a better world, Kittan would run only for sport... not from birth.
It feels almost wrong to admire the beauty of such shots... the top angles, the silhouettes... but they are gorgeous in Bison. And purposeful too. They capture Kittan’s isolation. One particular shot: Kittan doing push-ups in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by water. The healing power of nature. You wonder how horrible his life might be if it weren't for sport as a distraction, as purpose.
Here, the sport, kabaddi, is one of breathless urgency. Time is always against you, the smallest missteps prove to be really costly. That dynamic mirrors Kittan’s life. Every time he gives in to instinct, he is punished brutally. It’s the same physical instinct that makes him brilliant at kabaddi, incidentally. But here, in his world, it brings horror. His father (Pasupathy, in superb form) pleads with him never to fight, not even against injustice. But how does one separate instinct in the field from instinct in life?
The film moves with the same breathlessness as its protagonist: murders in the opening stretch, national trials, a goat incident that escalates shockingly. At every turn, danger... Mari’s frames are full of details even during the chaos... the reaction of dogs, stray objects like aruvamanai... While we learn about young Kittan’s affection for Rani, we’re parallelly told the tragic love story of his sister. While Kittan’s head crashes onto the road, we see his father bathing, remembering his own kabaddi days. The film has all these layers... of history, of memory.
It would be lazy and unjust to dismiss such films as ‘oppression cinema’. Mari’s world isn’t binary. It’s complex and kind... in fact, too complex for Kittan to process. He keeps saying, “Enakku puriyala… thalaila bomb vecha madhri irukku.” The film gives us an upper-caste leader (Lal) who looks beyond caste when it comes to sport... and a man from Kittan’s own community who disowns him. The oppressor-oppressed boundaries are crisscrossing here.
There’s a moment when someone asks Kittan to relax, and he says, “But I don’t know how.” That is the tragedy of his existence. When he’s finally selected from the trials, his reaction isn’t joy... Watch his face. It's disbelief. His body language says, “Can I afford to believe this?” Dhruv is extraordinary in such portions; so is Pasupathy, as he's pleading with policemen, with his own son to let go of the game... as he's trying to figure out what being a good dad means.
Tarantino once said certain artists are touched by cinema. Mari Selvaraj is one such. He conjures visceral emotion from the simplest ideas. There’s a sequence where Kittan, broken, dances in open land at night. Nivas’ music and the filmmaking turns pain into performance. And Mari keeps making beautiful choices: when Kittan is picked for nationals, he doesn’t look for his lover first; he embraces his sister. Such heartfelt, unusual choices.
For me, the film went far and beyond sports tropes. Its stakes are deeper. That's why that national win between familiar international rivals didn't really move me much. For me, the real victory wasn't of the points tally. As the film itself acknowledges, it's that Kittan is playing. Kittan playing kabaddi, Mari Selvaraj making cinema. It tells you anyone can do anything... and isn't that the hope all sports films aim to sow?
@SwiggyCares Order # is 208718511839278. Waiting for a longer time, no proper response from the delivery partner and also no response from help chat. What’s happening?
@RailwaySeva@RailMinIndia Train #12691, in Chennai Central. Coach A2. The compartment is full of mosquitoes and there are a lot of old people/kids and this poses a potential health issue. Please look into it ASAP.
30 வினாடிகளில் ஒரு உயிரை எடுக்க முடியுமா?
இந்த யானை எடுக்கும்...
தொழில்நுட்ப வளர்ச்சி இல்லாத முற்காலத்தில் யானைகள் படையிலும், உழவிழும் பயன்பட்டிருக்கலாம்
தன் வாழிடத்தில் சுதந்திரமாக இருக்க வேண்டிய யானையை இன்னமும் எதுக்கு படுத்துறீங்க
Was there in #Madipakkam last weekend and the roads were dug again. I have been going there for more than 25 years now and must tell you it's the same old story. Pathetic ! @chennaicorp
On May 7, 1991, the greatest Ranji Trophy final reached its climax. Kapil Dev's Haryana defeated Bombay at Wankhede Stadium by just two runs, marking Haryana's first title and a stunning end to a nail-biting contest. Let's revisit this epic from Indian domestic cricket.
Sir @ISechns@TThenarasu@chennaicorp eappa sir 5th main road Ram nagar south Madipakkam power varum??? Opposite street la iruku, behind street la iruku, parallel street la iruku. Water logging iruka street la lam iruku, Inga mattum ean sir illa #Madipakkam#ChennaiFloods2023