Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Story So Far- Continues -- the plot sprouts

Links To: முன்னுரை (Introduction) | இதுவரை (Story So Far)


policekArar:
policekar never apologizes; he makes others to apologize to him!


road pOdubavar:


But the policekaar looks apolegetic without apologising!

Then enters fast gun Murgan with his masal vadai in left hand and in right hand he is holding MK-87 he bought from moore market.It is very powerful gun and he waves it menacingly at policekaar in police car.

Murugan says ippudoo choodoo and shoots at the coconut tree and a cocnut falls from the tree( all ready husk removed and coconut broken into two equal parts with the pulp as white as colgate paste)

Then Murugan says dont cut corners with tamizhan we have captain Doobaakaran in our own Vijayakanth.He can shoot down a Sukoi - 30 with a air gun and all terrorists are jujubee to him.

But in the shadows Rubber singh and Sidekick sambhar are active and in full alert.



Secerte Guy:


oor makkaL #3:
In the restaurant the karaoke bar has the song,
"kai kotti siripArgaL..."
oorAr siripArgaL.

The whole of chennai seems to be happy because of the smallest rain they had. Rubber Singh and Gurkha know very well. They can now bring one mobile network in US down. All they have to do is somehow get the DOS app running in the blackberry. They wait for Policekar to press the spacebar at 10.10 PM. It is 10:o9:58 PM. Just then they hear from the Karaoke bar,
"Chinna mullu kadhali allO"
"periya muLLu kAdhalan allo

The singers have no clue what is brewing. In the meantime vadivel had a swig of the bottled "water". And kept on repeating, "nAn rombha nallavan" "nAn rombha nallavan".

On the other side in the next table, was the family visiting India coming from of course US. The Dad and Mom are talking about how they went through the Swine Flu scan. The Dad disturbed by vadivel looks at him.

The Mom, என்ன  தேஞ்ச ரெகார்ட்  மாதிரி  சொன்னதையே  சொல்லறான் ? ("yenna theainja record mAdhiri sonnathaiye sollarAn?")
The young girl, "Daaad? what is a theinja record?"
Dad: well it is a kind of round disc much bigger than the CDs you have, sorry, you don't,I have, you have the IPod. And usually dark in color. We used to hear music from it.
Son: What is it made of?
Dad : veenyl
Son : o you mean vainayil.
Dad: ஆமாம் . சரி  சரி  கொஞ்சம்  எல்லாம்  பிளேட்டா  பார்த்து  சாப்பிடுங்கோ . எங்க  போனாலும்  பராக்கு  பாக்க  வெண்டியது   (amAm. Seri seri konjam yellAm plateA pArthy sApidungO. Yenga pOnAlum parAkku pAkka veandiyadhu).

Pan to Boston......



Monday, July 5, 2010

Story So Far- Continues -- The seed has been sown

Links To: முன்னுரை (Introduction) | இதுவரை (Story So Far)

oor MakkaL #3:


Vadivel came, sat with eating party. But his eyes were bloodshot. It was full moon alright, suddenly,(no) as usual, the power failed. But it was a candle light dinner so each of the eating party could see the others face. Face alone.

Then...

road pOdubavar:


Then in the candle light dinner vadivelu cannot see properly and moreover he is little over the moon with all the spirits consumed earlier .

Now the serious actor he is ,he reaches for the food and accidentally picks up candle and eats it.

He now waxes eloquent telling this is the hottest & smoothest food he has enjoyed, all the while there is smoke emanating from his mouth.

Now parthiban says idhudhan steaming foodu da vennai.

But vadi looks a little like a buttered toast and stupidly smiles at parthiban ..............

kuzhaiyadi mAmi:
now the story takes a twist, our Policekaar acting like a 'vedi vacha vadivelu' infact is really acting like a fool. In fact, the power cut was arranged by him in convenience \ with the hotel management. Infact, taking the lady in the car and going to the five star hotel etc was also preplanned by him to investigate on a group of big 'dada' operating on the outskirts of chennai. Infact, the Gurkha himself was one of the 'chota' of the big dada (see otherwise how a gurkha can take bun and tea in five star hotel?) The candle had a secret camera and was taking video's of the Gurkha and other people, But when the lady knowingly or unknowingly brought Gurkha to the table, Policekaar signed to the hotel managment of put off the lights and ate the candle (a wafer bicuit candle) after carefully holding the camera under his tongue. Policekaar na summava?

then,

oor makkaL #3:
mAmi ippadi neega kadhaiya continue panuga AnAkka first laerndhu solla veandAm....

kuzhaiyadi mAmi:
saridA pOkatha payalae

oor makkaL #3:
The lady had to go to the powder room, because the last line in script started so.

The police came to book but saw only faces. Suddenly the room became bright, because the police had a bright idea. He opened his netbook. Was trying hard to find a anonymous wireless connection to remote into his desktop at the office. All he could do was emote ( :-( ), because he could not get a connection or could see the keyboard clearly.

The room became brighter, yes another bright idea, he asked vadivel for his Blackberry. Opened it to do a text message. The blackberry screen became bright white, like as though it was cleaned with Super RIN. 

Using that, he remoted into his desktop. But it took a long time to get the correct userid and password. All excitement and tension made him forget the correct userid and password out of 15 pairs he uses to hack into many computers(of course the terrorists')

Once he was in, the room's brightness came down a little bit, because he switched off one of the bright ideas having completed it successfully. he also remembered the carbon footprints. he made a note of the word foot prints . But with the other bright idea went to look at his FaceBook friends. Remember ( he saw faces and he wanted to book) that was the key.

Logging into his facebook, he went to load the app for analyzing footprints that he had written. He had the app loaded. But how to get the gurkha's foot print? 

The room became bright again. Of course another idea. He dropped the panneer tikka masala bowl on the floor near the gurkha. Not on gurkha but near him.

Gurkha trying to step aside, placed his shoe on the panneer tikka masala sauce. The policekaar then used the napkin to get the footprint from the floor, of the gurkha pretending to wipe the shoes.

He then silently used the blackberry's built in camera to capture the print. He messaged that to his gmail from blackberry. He then logged into his gmail which now he saw was not beta anymore and loaded the picture into his facebook app. 

But alas....

Then.....

Kuzhaiyadi mAmi:

by the time the lady returns from the powder room (rest room/toilet anyway you can call it) and seeing the bright policekaar, she becomes brighter (poweder effect) and asks policekaar the reason for brightness. The policekaar raises his hands towards the ceiling meaning 'God is there to help him and hence the brightness' but the lady not so bright thinks because the lights it is bright. 

In the meanwhile, his notebooks again disconnects and thr brightness slowly turning to darkness. The lady gets a bright idea - she tells Policekaar 'hay our techie friend from Boston will be able to use his html knowledge to solve this techie problem'

then..

oor makkaL #3:
continuing the events as it happened..

Looking at the connection dying out, the policekaar was miserable. But he had the blond, the lady who came for the dinner with him, around 


She suggested the techie link, remember? She should be blond. 

But no connection how would he communicate with the techie? 

Just then at the karaoke bar, there was a song request, and the singer tried hard to pronounce the lyrics. 
But polickAr having been trained in speedreading tried reading it fast. But the screen was far away.

Ttime was short.

So was his sight.

With his razor sharp brain, he short circuited his sight and time and used the blackberry to read the lines,

It read, 
Telephone maNipOl siripavaL ivaLA?

He looked at the blond, 

She laughed or was it the cellphone ringing?

Looked at the blackberry it was not ringing. 

It must be the blond he chuckled.

There was bright light again. The blond looked up at the ceiling.

The policekar was texting the techie. 

The scene pans to boston. 
What a day! What a day!

Things are so peaceful that one could feel the storm brewing somewhere in the southwest from Boston. It was around 2.00 PM EST

The techie was doing his work at his office. Suddenly a text msg in his samsung flip phone.

"I hate this", the techie said. He does not like people texting him unless it is important.

The message read, "need html help. log on to our common account -PK"

The scene pans back to the dinner table,

the gurkha, vadivel and parthiban were smiling as if they have conquered a network.

Little did the polickar realize that he is using vadivel's blackberry  is compromising the
access to policekar's userids and passwords. Also now the policekAr has opened a larger network
to spam for the triads. 

Then....

road pOdubavar:
Then the blond sings orruu koodai sunlight ,ooru koodai moonlight to tighten his belt and lighten the tension.

Now policekaar is using the blackberry and eating strawberry
from a box.


Now he sees the fat Rubber singh calling his side kick "Arre oh Sambhar"

But sambhar observes the gurkha sitting idly ,eating the idlies with oorkha!

But the oorkha is too hot and gurkha wants water urgently to lessen the heat of the booth Jalokia powder used in oorkha.

Parthiben calls the vaudeville vadivel softly "dey vennai avanuku thanni kattu raa"

But Vadelivel gives him a bottle by mistake in which he has already mixed paattai sarayam with water as a ready mix>

The gurkha takes a swig of water to stop his eyes watering from heat of oorkha and turns to Vadivel "ivaan rowmbha nallavan "

Suddenly the policekaar enters with his police car..............

oor makkaL #3:
In Boston:

the techie asks for permission and goes home to log into the "common account". He logs into it and opens his HTML editor, his favorite notepad.

Looks at his communication console,
sees Policekar, checks the location of Policekar from his mashup app he developed using Google API. The techie sees Policekar in logging from the computer in the car. 

Firt message: Techie verifies PoliceKar by a challenging question
Techie: PK are you in car?
PK: oui
Techie confirms it is policekar indeed.
He then shares the notepad with PK.

PK: I need to scan a footprint for in the Indian RAW database
Techie: Ok let me route into that. Do I have the permission?
PK: Use our "President given" userid and the password is password.
Techie: Ok. let me do that.

Techie enters the userid and enters password as (ha ha I will not tell the real password). Thinking such smiles at the desktop.

Then....

kuzhAyadi mAmi:

Techie smiles to himself heartily as he is alone at home and looks into the monitor and what he sees,

a muffled shriek from the techie fills the empty home. While the roads are flooded and the rains bashing the window panes, the muffled shriek from the techie is really muffled.

He again closes his eyes as if to remove the image he is seeing on the monitor and then opens his eyes. 

again the same image, 

Policekaar showing his 32 minus 7 teeth with his hair standing out as if the ceiling is having a magnetic effect on the hair of the police kaar but all this even if it is little out of this world was not the one which made the techie let out a muffled shriek but the foot print scanned looked like that of the 'Dinosar' in Boston Sceintific Museum ( with three fingers in the front and one hanging from behind the foot) But, our brave techie would not have let out the shriek seeing the Dinosar foot na? But it was not only the foot of Dinosar that frightened our techie. The foot seemed to get bigger and bigger as if it will come out of the monitor to hit the nose of the techie

Now all yours,


road pOdubavar:

Polickaar does not bat an eyelid and stares at the dino foot thinking my foot I know this because the fossiled foot of dinasour has been scanned and subject to carbon dating to find out how young is the T-rex!

Now enters vadeville vadivel with classic line"Ah ha,Vaandu taangaa ayaa ,vaandutangaa"

oor makkaL #3:
Techie: Hmmmmm ! How many times ? How many times to tell Pk? PK ! do not do not point the mouse on the maginifying icon and keep tapping with your index finger on the mousepad. If you want to think tap your brain not the mousepad.

PK: he he he. But do you see what I see?
Techie: duh! we are sharing the Notepad remember?

PK: Thousand apologies! Vat I am trying to say is?

Techie: hold on buddy, now that you have brought it back to normal view, I do see some strange shoe pattern. Let me connect the notedpad to the RAW datascanner that we built. 

Techie's computer gives a intruder warning. 
Techie: Yikes! The zombie networks have awakened? How did that happen?
To PK: PK, where did you send the txtmsg from?
PK: from a blackberry I borrowed from vadivel.
Techie: Who is vadivel?
PK: met him at the restaurant.
Techie: H*!#$@*# S@#$%^@&#!!! PK looks like someone is tunneling into the system. Have to go offline let me use my magnifying glass and match the soulpattern with the 1976 database.


Sunday, July 4, 2010

Story So Far- Continues -- oorMakkal

Links to :   முன்னுரை (Introduction) | இதுவரை (Story So Far)


kuzhAiyadi mAmi:

Hearing this, there is a naughty smile on the Gurkha's lips. He thinks to himself  'now, even BB cannot say "sharukh is not a good actor. I came here to learn how a Gurkha works in an envrironment other than his own so that I can show the real Gurkha in the make believe world of film making but after working here for the last 6 days and being with the children of the apartment, I feel, I won't be able to leave this work. Moreover, the soft idly's with the sambhar given by the aunty everyday - OMG! will I be able to live without that?"

road pOdubavar:

He decides that he would watch th aunty carefully to guard her 24/7 so that her soft idilys are guaranteed to him.

But "Rubber singh" is standing in the shadows along with his side kick sambhar and observing the moments of the residents and how alert the gurkha is to plan a heist.

Now gurkha suddenly wakes on hearing a sound gets on his feet in a flash but there is a sudden twist now to the plot,the ankle of gurkha is sprained .

Then..............


oor makkaL #3:

He, the gurkha simply forgot about the singing rubber and the sambar without idli. He then slowly limped near the staircase to get his daily breakfast. He knew he had got a full loaf of bread and a bottle of his favorite oorgkka.

The bread seemed to have been touched. the oorgkha gone missing.

Then,,,,,

kuzhAyadi mAmi:
laments to others "எப்போதான்  இந்த டங்கர்  வரபோறதோ ..." and continues the story
"ஆன்   எங்க  விட்டோம்  நடந்த  கதைய ?" and continues
Gurkha roled Sharukh is shocked to his oorgkka missing and then he remembers that his koiba friend Koeb was to visit him. Knowing very well that his naughty friend koeb is capable of fully devouring the Oorgkka without even shedding two tears, he moves cautiously with his limping leg. But what he sees astounds him .It is not his friend Koeb, but a smiling Simple lady mouth red with Oorgkka looking at him deeply as if she is questioning him 'ettu sharukh"

Then,

pOlicekArar :
Heavy rains lashes the city,pudumai drives into the cross road in his black fiat, reaches LK and says," do not worry LK! get in the car... i give you a lift ". LK gets in the car and car speeds fast! now sharuk says, " ettu LK!"

kuzhAiyadi mAmi:
LK seeing Pudumai in the driving seat just shrieks 'Pudumai, Enna Kodumai ithu? Sharukh is my friend and I was just playing games with him and you thought he is terrorising me and asked me to get into the car. Without knowing it is you, I got into the car only reason being you were in your police outfit. Nice that you did not get into any 'fake encounter' and killed Sharukh"

Then,

pOliceKarar:
then... pudumai says "it is encounter with sharuk..let him be alone, and let us have a good dinner at the finest five star hotel". now car reaches five star hotel. LK forgot sharuk and happily joins dinner with pudumai. there is a shenoy sad music and camera turns to tea stall: there sharuk eats bun and drinks tea!

kuzhAiyadi mAmi:
now the lady seeing sharukh eating bun and drinking tea in a five star hotel starts thinking like Partheeban when he is Vadivelu. She most charmingly tells Pudumai, 'See Pudumai, my friend Sharukh is rich and why not make him pay for our dinner too. Let us eat what all we want and then make him pay" Police agrees and the lady goes to Sharukh and tells him her idea and tells him that once the dinner is finished both of them should vanish as if going to rest room ( Indian toilet) and Pudumai being 'Kadamai thavaratha Policekarar' will take care of the bill. Sharukh agrees immediately and comes to the table of Policekar and salutes him in sharukh 'ishtyle' and Polickaar is impressed and offers him a seat. Then Sharukh without blinking his eyes tells the Policekaar . "Sir, I appreciate your saving the damsel in distress and for this would you allow me to buy you a dinner' and now they all are into eating into stomachfull. Let us see what our Vadivel is going to do,


Saturday, July 3, 2010

Story So Far--- oorMakkal

oru thiNaiyil oor makkaL:

MakkaL #1:
Heavy rains lashes the city,Vishal drives into the cross road in his black fiat,the road lamps mirrors in the puddle of water,the water lashing on to his car's bonnet,he stops his car to a halt in front of his 3 storeyed apartment,the gurkha is already sleeping,the hat pulled over his face,vishal opens the gate,walks upto the lift,he turns back,finds the gurkha still sleeping,and vishal murmuring to himself that these guys need a whacking on their butt,just then he hears the sound the carrom coins make hitting the frame,from the first floor.

MakkaL #2:
On hearing the Carrom coins he wonders how on earth can the Gurkha sleep with all the din. Slowly while he enters the lift his thoughts drift to his aunt, a prolific writer, who was many decades ago an undisputed Carrom champ in her office. Being a naturally distracted person his thoughts drift again to why the sons of the soil are denied jobs as watchmen in Chennai.

road Podupavar :
My God! there are one too many to script a new path ......

Very good going please do continue it is hilarious!.......

MakkaL #2:


the voice of his uncle was heard saying as he got out of the house and headed for the lift with the script writer cousin who regularly frequented their house.

Not wishing to be dragged into the script being written he hid himself near the mid-landing of the service staircase stifling a cough as his throat hurt in the nicotine stench laden air there.

MakkaL #3:

But the first smell, was that nicotine? But "it does not seem to be" wondered the hero, Just them not too near and not too far a faint figure seemed to be standing under a lamp post, one leg firmly on ground. The smoke came from the silhouette. And smelt more like burning nicotine laced hair.

road pOdubavar :

The faint figure standing under the lamp post appears to have injured his big toe and a drop of blood is oozing out.


But now the 'clot thickens' as it is coagulating!

Now the silhouette figure starts moving with a slight limp just as the moon comes out partly from the clouds.

There is a sudden howl in the wind as it picks up speed and sends the windows rattling in the building in a staccato beat!

Suddenly .............

road kuzhai arugil.....
vangala kudathudan yethir veetu mAmi,,,
"indha thaNNi yeppo vara pOvudhO.....?"
"apparam yennAchi theriymA?"
Suddenly the door of the lift opens and there comes the Uncle with the script writer cousin, loudly discussing what could be coming next in the story.

'hahahahahahahahha' laughs the Uncle loudly and says to the cousin, 'your aunty can never stop playing carroms and I am sure the next door neighbours are going to complain soon'.

But his laugh stops in the middle, when he sees the limping figure moving towards him. Cousin and me just look at the figure and what we see? Are we seeing the reality or is it a ghost because the figure seems to float as it comes nearby.


MakkaL #2:
Suddenly from behind aunty shrieks, "Lalooji! what a surprise! Didn't even tell us that you are to come. Have you come alone? Is she with you, your friend from the platform I mean?" Then she notices his limp and turns pale whilst asking, "What happened? you seem hurt. Come let me tie you up. Bandage I mean." Saying so much she had already started wiping clean the wound.

road Podubavar:
Aunty has finished cleaning the wound and ties the bandage.

But she is a little tongue tied and cannot talk from the exertion.

Now the silence is broken when a sudden down pour starts again & a bright lightening streaks across the sky followed by the reverberating thunder.

Lalooji just smiles and contemptuously shouts towards the sky"chup" to derail & change the tempo of the train of thought.

He is aware that lot pruit trees in the vicinity are enjoying the bountiful rains, so smiles at them benovelently

oor makkaL #2 :

Raising his little finger Lalooji says, "I am very very happy and proud to see that your building committee has decided to engage a Gurkha who has come as a refugee from Nepal. Very very good global integration. Keep it up."


As always introduced by nangavaram THATHA

Link to : முன்னுரை (Introduction) | இதுவரை (Story So Far)







அகட விகட மணிமகுட 
விஸ்தாரமான  கட்டாரி  மூலையிலே  ஒரு  கொசு 
அந்த  கொசுவின் பல்லிடுக்கிலே 
ஒரு  பிராம்மாண்ட  பட்டணம் 


Akata Vikata Manimakuda
visthAramAna kattAri moolaiyilae oru kosu
Andha Kosuvin Pallidukkilae
oru bramAnda pattaNAm

Introduction

Links to : Link to :  இதுவரை (Story So Far) |  |   கடைசி  பக்கம்  (The Last Page )


Hello there,

Welcome to my ThodarkadhyAm Blog.

This blog is my attempt to continue and sharpen my story writing skills.

Before I contnue what  was started,  a brief introduction. The story so far was a result of someone in my other user group (Ryze chennai network) wanting to experiment "Mass Story Writing". An attempt was made  to develop a story that has contributions from all members.

A little intro about the story

A gripping introduction started the story. I will add all  posts  in the Story So Far posts. There are many of them . This edition will  add them as said by ஊர்  மக்கள்  (OOR MAKKAL) . I have  edited the original draft to reduce repetitions.

The pre-Intro starts  like how my maternal grandfather used to begin any story. I remember the nights he would recline in his easy chair and cover himself head to toe and start in a deep tone thus.............