Tuesday, November 3, 2009

High heels - A Confidence Supplement!!


                                                
High heels used to be my obsession during my school days and I was forced to part ways with it post marriage for obvious reasons. Recently I gave in to my temptation, investing on a pair in easy spirit and ever since I feel my confidence have doubled:).

Wondering if it is the magical touch of the shoes or purely psychosomatic??

In point of fact I have invariably felt self-assured and phenomenally certain whenever I am in new clothes, glorifying high heeled footwear and finally complementing with GivenChy or Eternity!! Am struggling to understand if this feeling-high-in-new-attire is a wierd characteristic of the materialistic thyself or is it a girlie thingie or is it a genuinely human sense. However it is, it has aided me the best plausible excuse whenever I choose to go on a shopping spree!!

Walking in hightops has forever made me act like am wearing an invisible crown and swaying in an air of confidence!! I have always found my westerner associates most aplomb than most of us around and all of them wear only high heels!!! This fortifies my claims that high heels are the best confidence supplements in town and one of the secrets to women's success!!!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Why Men are never depressed

A friend of mine forwarded this note to me:)


Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures?


  1. Your last name stays put.
  2. The garage is all yours.
  3. Wedding plans take care of themselves.
  4. Chocolate is just another snack.
  5. You can be President.
  6. You can never be pregnant.
  7. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
  8. You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
  9. Car mechanics tell you the truth.
  10. The world is your urinal.
  11. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.
  12. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
  13. Wrinkles add character.
  14. Wedding dress $5000.
  15. Tux rental-$100.
  16. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
  17. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
  18. One mood all the time.
  19. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
  20. You know stuff about tanks.
  21. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
  22. You can open all your own jars.
  23. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
  24. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
  25. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
  26. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
  27. You almost never have strap problems in public.
  28. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
  29. Everything on your face stays its original color.
  30. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
  31. You only have to shave your face and neck.
  32. One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one color for all seasons.
  33. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
  34. You can 'do' your nails with a pocket knife.
  35. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
  36. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.
No wonder men are happier.

An Average Aadhavan

The first time I dragged my whole family which includes my 3 year old toddler and elders to the theatre on a cold Sunday evening which I regretted tremendously. Had my expectations very low after reading mixed reviews and the movie didn't prove me wrong in any way. A very mediocre typical KSR masala family entertainer. The first half was much better than the second one. Infact pretty vibrant too - by the time one successfully settles down in the dancing chairs of the shoddiest theatres on earth after a lot of wrestles and free-falls the movie is already at its intermission.

The star displaying his efficieny on the Yoga aasanaas is a visual treat to any of his fans. The star definitely has a great potential and has displayed immense capabilty in the past but this movie is no challenge to the star's talent. He has been royally under used in the movie. He has done his role fine and has tried to be the savior along with Vadivelu attempting to carry the whole movie on their shoulders but unfortunately with too many unwanted star cast and a sloppy story line the duo is struggling beyond words.


Normally in any movie we tend to watch out for the chemistry between the hero and the heroine. In aadhavan no such thing exist between the lead star and the lead lady. The actual chemistry is between Surya and Vadivel which is mindblowing. The comedy track blends so well with the movie unlike what we have witnessed in the recent past and that is the only reason why a majority of the audience even sat through the first half of the movie.

One of Surya's USP is his brilliance in the romantic scenes. Interestingly there is no romance shown between the 2 of them. Not sure if this was a directorial decision or an insistence from the star! Completely misplaced songs with a middling picturisation are the only reminders that Surya and Nayanthara are the supposedly champions of the movie.


Harris has earnestly let down his audience and needless to say KSR and Udhayanidhi Stalin. One needn't be in Switzerland to score this so-called incredible music - all he needed was a taperecorder and the CD's of his earlier deliveries. Every song sounds familiar and the only passable song Hasili Fisili is turned a fiasco with its psychedelic visuals.


Star cast - did KSR feel obligated to include the long forgotten faces or was it a genuine attempt to provide them a come-back opportunity? Whatever it was, the endeavor is a disaster. Many of them did not even have a chance to deliver a single liner leave alone them getting noticed. All it did was flood the screen with human herds! Abhinaya Saraswathi Saroja Devi, calling her an actress is a gross misnomer. I wonder how this lady was even accepted as a heroine in the olden days. Did our grand parental / parental generation have such a pathetic taste? She has done due diligence in irritating the audience and getting on our nerves every frame she appears. The script writer for Vadivel's comedy track deserves special applause as he has rightly spoken the audience mind through Vadivel's dialogues.


There is yet another character who is the big cheese contributing significantly to the house roaring with laughter. It is none other than the stunt master kanal kannan. Its hard to believe this crackerjack choreographed the stunts in the star's earlier BB Ayan.

The icing to the cake is the climax...Not sure what KSR thought about his audience...he has gone acutely overboard with the churning of his hogwash..sorry masala...The star effortlessly uses a transformer cable to swing through, grabbing the rocket launcher from his dad's car and planting it on the villain's helicopter..OMG attrocity at its height.


Nayan didnt have any role to play once again emphasizing the fact that heroines are not at all required in most of the Tamil movies. The only solace is that we are not entitled to sit through the torturous skin show ordeal as always is the case with any of her movies.


I was reminded of Chandramukhi for the vast crowd in the movie, Vijay's minsara kanna for most part of the movie. Aadhavan can be good entertainment when families get together for a potluck on a wintry afternoon not knowing what to do after a heavy feast and too reluctant to suspend consciousness. A highly recommended DVD movie on a home theatre for a lively first half and the rest needing tolerance and more importantly patience!!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Who contributes to the "prosperity" of Male chauvinism

This has been bothering me for quite sometime now and thought would share my 222 cents on the backbones being instrumental for Male chauvinism to be high on the hog.

Chauvinism
as widely understood in its original and primary meaning, is an exaggerated, bellicose patriotism and a blind belief in superiority and glory. By extension it has come to include an extreme and unreasoning partisanship on behalf of any group to which one belongs, especially when the partisanship includes malice and hatred towards a rival group.


Male chauvinism is a term used to describe the belief that men are superior to women. It is widely used to describe men who believe or display an attitude that women are inferior to men,speak to women as inferiors, or treat women negatively based solely upon their gender. The concept of male chauvinism itself got popular only after the 1960's which makes me think prior to 1960 even if it was prevalent, the females were either not bothered or accepted male chauvinism gracefully as their way of life. To the females then, probably men were their demi gods and there should not have been anything disturbing about their attitudes. If not, the noise about male chauvinism would have started as early as Eve's days.



Considering the 2 definitions above, clearly chauvinism is an attitude/belief. American Psychological Association has announced a study that shows that attitudes are learned, but that differences between people in some of the attitudes are also partly attributable to genetic factors. No child is born with an attitude. Hence male chauvinism as an attitude has to be acquired and can never be inherited. So if it is acquired, I wonder who plays the key role in shaping up such a disgraceful demeanor in men. When I gave it a serious thought, I was shocked to realize that its the female community who act as the major drivers in planting this shady mental outlook in the males. I have some interesting facts to substantiate my stand.



Right from the stage of conception of a child traces of chauvinism start getting displayed. We have heard enough stories on female infanticides which is the heights of male chauvinism. This custom may have been created and perpetuated by men for selfish reasons but who are the sincere carriers of this cruel act? It is a universally accepted theory that women are gentle and men are rough - also one of the historical reasons stated for mothers to be the torch bearers in the raising of a child. According to me this is the lamest excuse one can think of to escape the hardships in child rearing but for the time being let me stay tuned to the hypothesis. But here, aren't we talking about infanticides which is no more than a merciless murder - who other than the so-called rough soles can be eligible to perform this esteemed act? Unfortunately according to some studies, more than 16 million baby girls a year in India are killed by their mothers or by village midwives who happen to be women again. How can a mother having gone through the difficulties of pregnancy, instead of cherishing the result join hands for such a shameless feat?



Rules/Customs/Rituals can be framed by any one but its success or failure is solely in the hands of the followers. If only the followers, in this case the women, have intended to break the rules we wouldn't have had infanticide tales all over the country. Or if infanticide is the only available option, let the men take care of that. Why should women be presiding over this ordeal??? Coming to think of it, unless someone is thoroughly convinced that what they are doing is right, we wouldn't even be having such high numbers for female infanticides. Does that mean women are really convinced to be actively performing this evil which is nothing but a sheer display of chauvinism?

The strength of women in any village/town/dwelling area should definitely be equal or greater than the men. If all of them get together for a noble cause and raise their voice, cant such an implacable act be nibbed right in the bud? Its after all our community that is being forced into extinction. If only we think, cooperate without any hidden agenda we could have altered the fates of a number of innocent souls who were made to kiss the eternal abode within minutes of their birth for no fault of theirs. Needless to mention unity and women are obvious oxymorons!



Ideally for a lower middle/middle class family struggling to meet their ends, any kid should be a drain on the family's resources. Why only female kids are seen as an expense and male kids an income? In reality, in most cases its the girls who share the responsibility and earn the living for a family than the sons who follow footsteps of a reckless unreliable father. Ironically the family would celebrate the birth of a boy and condemn the girl.



As the child grows, there is an enormous difference in the treatment the girls and boys receive within the same four walls of a house. To quantify, the difference is to such an extent that one even wonders if they are even born to the same parents. Times are definitely changing but there were days/families where the boys would be honored with the royal treatment and girls their cheapest aides.. Girls will be bound to take up all the activities right from assisting the mom to running errands for every other soul in the house in addition to the school work if at all she is blessed with schooling.

It would be considered a crime if the boy of the house even polishes his own shoes. His poor sisters will be his maids-at-service. Why cant a boy child participate in household chores? Who sets these rules at home? Will the world turn upside down if the little master takes his own dinner plate to the wash area? Do you think the fathers insist on these senseless traditions? Hell no. Seemingly its the fathers who are more attached to the girls. But the burden of the household chores is solely on the girls. Then who does these magical wonders - obviously the Rajaji's in framing the home constitution are the mothers and we crib day in and day out about "male chauvinism."



The icing on the cake will be when the girl turns 13/15. She would be written off full term for room service and good house keeping. Just typically it would have been the girl who would have thrived with flying colors at school and boy would have been utmost an average student. But the parents will be adamant in investing on averages but clip the wings of proficients. Why cant mothers stand up for their daughters? Is it too much to ask for? Interestingly it will be the mothers who would be brain washing their daughters for such a pathetic lifestyle.




Marriage - this is yet another drop in the ocean. Marriage by definition is a social definition or a legal contract between 2 individuals that creates kinship. A successful marriage is only possible with gives and takes. Unfortunately the unsaid "deal" is that the woman always gives burning all her bridges and the men always take. Why cant it be the vice versa? The men want every moment of their wives, nailed to the floor doing the job they are hired for and inturn offering very little compassion or none in many cases. The tutorials for being the most "obedient" (custom defined) wife/daughter-in-law will be due diligently coming only from the grand mothers/great grand mothers (if any)/mothers/long forgotten aunts who promptly make their presence only in such occasions /cousin sisters who have tasted the insights of a married life/so-called friendly aunts in the neighborhood who are known to rule the society with their powerful gossips and possibly every other lady in town...have any of us even heard of such mentoring sessions for the grooms?


Once in a blue-moon if any of the ladies get out of their strained shell, the first ones to criticize them for their dare devil deal breaking act will be the "Her Highness's" in town!!Why? Shouldn't we be appreciative of our counterparts for taking the first bright steps? Instead why do we belittle our friends?

The seeds of submission are sown at the time of a girl's birth by our own breeds and grows into a tree whose branches begin to choke us throughout our lifetime. We struggle all through not knowing whether to chop it down or hope that it would wither on its own. We are our own foes and trouble makers..we don't need any external species to manipulate us. We get trained for it royally by our own motherly ancestors and ridiculously we call all this drama that we bestow upon us as "Male chauvinism"!!

On one hand we try to grab every other opportunity, spare no forums/clubs/arenas and scream from all corners on earth about the chauvinistic men while on the other, we aggressively lay a strong foundation to work for the betterment of male chauvinism. Unless the
needle permits, a thread can never find its way through. It does no good to spread a net when the bird you want to catch is watching...creating such a big fuss about male chauvinism will take us no where when we have such huge issues with our own attitudes!!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Birthday Bash at BounceU

As against the "never-on-time" reputation we hold, we were 10 minutes early for Jay's party on Saturday (Sep 19, 2009) at Bounce U. After all we were the hosts:) We were shown to a waiting room which was packed with a few candy machines and games. Except for a couple of 2 year olds no one else even eyed the games. They were all eagerly waiting for the bigger fun. When most of our guests had signed in, they played us the video of what to expect. The 5 minute film was mind-blowing. It caught everyone's attention tremendously. Even Jay, who cannot sit through any TV program other than Barney was glued on to his seat without any distractions. I was totally taken aback....but honestly, all that they showed looked possible to me in an outdoor setting until I stepped into the bouncing rooms.

As a first timer at BounceU, I had no clue on what the rooms actually looked like. I was certain that this was yet another what-you-see-is-not-what-you-get thingy. By then the kids had already started hooting and screaming with excitement. I was just keeping my fingers crossed that the kids don’t get disappointed. At 6:10pm sharp the hosts let us inside the first room to bounce. My heart was racing not knowing what was impending. I was dumbstruck with what I encountered. The bouncing paraphernalia and attractions in the room were no different to what they had shown us outside the room.

Jay being the centre of attraction walked into the room first escorted by me. All I remember is we entering together. That’s it. Before I could look down to give him instructions, he was gone. Jay had already squeezed himself through one of the huge blowups and started bouncing. The entire 1 hr and 15 minutes that we were given to bounce I hardly caught a glance of him. He was busy bouncing with his friends, running around from one blow up to another, experimenting the slides with his teachers.

I decided to exploit this golden opportunity to the fullest extent. I am calling this golden because I have never had a birthday party experience without running behind Jay. All I would be entitled with in the birthday parties is "Jay monitoring" when Dad would either conveniently stay home busy with his laptop or settle down in a cozy corner in the party catching up with his friends. Our party was one of the path breakers where every soccer mom had the rarest lucky chance to remain unbothered for a major part of the fun. Of course we were back to square one when it came to dinner but then kids eating/feeding and Moms are a deadly combination. We choose to remain inseparable. I had delegated the photography to Dad and bounced to my hearts content!!

There were four blowups in one large room. There was an obstacle course which most of the older kids loved, a slide, a boxing ring with balls, a couple of basketball hoops and another larger bounce house which turned out to be exclusive for Jay, his school friends and teachers. It was a great workout for all the kids and the moms who joined the bouncing fun. None of the dads even attempted to move their muscles. Some of them were busy baby sitting the younger ones who could only get to the pony blow ups, few of them absconded from the scene playing the perfect chauffer role and the others were busy chatting!!!

We had a full house - 25 kids excluding Jay. After the bouncing, all of us were directed to a party room where Jay blew off the 3 candles on his cake with the Birthday song in chorus in the background and we assisted him in cutting his Elmo Cake. Nearly everyone of the kids wanted to go in for a second round of bouncing but it was time to say good-bye. Jay even tried to crash a party which started an hr later than ours. We had to literally carry him to the car as he was least interested in leaving the venue.

It was a very reviving and relaxing party where I did not have to physically take care of any of the logistics. A 20 minute phone call with the Bounce U coordinators did all the magic. Sunday was Jay's BounceU hangover day - every time we stepped out he assumed it was to Bounce U and when Dad turned the car in a different direction he was whining big time. He had already started planning for his next birthday party - needless to say he wants it at the earliest in BounceU:).

All in all, everyone had a great time. I just learnt that we can organize Play dates also at BounceU - hoping to do one soon for Jay and catch up on some good fun for thy self too!!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Jay, from 2 to 3 - a Birthday Report

Elmo Cake, Candles, Balloons, Pizzas, Games and fun, Friends, Goody Bags...hip hip hurray....Its Jay's Birthday....The climbing, jumping, running, bouncing, ever-on-the-move toddler Jay is now a proud preschooler…not that he has given up any of the above said activities but its fun too see him move to a higher class, 3's as they call it in his day care. Fortunate that Jay falls well within the cut off date and will not be missing a school year...the least of his worries but am way too excited.

Here is a small recap from his last year highlighting his accomplishments, trips, milestones, cherishing moments and some of the key events and happenings from Jay's life.....



Jay Turns 2 -

Jay's second year began with the arrival of his paternal grandparents from India to join us for the celebrations. We had arranged for his "Aayusha homam" and a Pooja on a small scale on his star birthday followed by a cake-cutting party in his day care with his classmates. I wanted to use his school party as a dry run before planning the final event with a bigger audience more from our social circle. As Jay's response was very poor I dropped the idea of a second party - all he was interested was chase balloons and bubbles...He didn’t even show up for the cake cutting - Dad and I ended up cutting the Pooh bear cake.


Jay and his Grandparents -

Jay thoroughly enjoyed the quality time with his grandparents who stayed with us until Thanksgiving. We were still working on his communication though he never found that as an obstacle to articulate or get his things done. He learnt his numbers from his grandma and a lot of our native (Tamil) vocabulary from his grandpa. Jay was flourishing in the company of his grandparents who religiously pampered him day in and day out.



Jay and Halloween –

Even before we realized it was time for the Costume parties, bonfires, carving jack-o-lanterns, pranking people, reading scary stories...Yes Halloween was at our door. After a heavy contemplation he settled down for a Superman. Jay was thrilled about the participation in his school harvest festival, marched through a parade organized with the sole intention of showing off their costumes and came home with a huge bag of goodies. We went trick-or-treating in the nearest mall and his candy bag was overflowing. Thanks to Jay's ignorance on candies. He collected all the candies and promptly trashed them. I just wish he continued to stay as oblivious as he was with his candies.
Jay’s New Year Celebrations –

We stepped into the new year,2009 on a very happy note. It was definitely a refreshing start, celebrating the New Years Eve along with 2 other families in a time sharing resort at Masanutten, Shenandoah Valley. As it was Jay's first long trip as a toddler, I was a little paranoid about the travel and Jay's food habits. He proved me right in every way. As expected he went on a starvation mode but that didn’t do any damage to his spirits. The resort was packed with adventures though we were glued to the water park the entire time we stayed in the resort. With the currents driving us, waterfalls and spray features reaching us from all angles, Jay just freaked out. He was in cloud nine sailing in his tube through the Lazy River.


Jay’s Oratory -

His close association with his acquaintances in Masanutten must have woken up Jay's conscience about his tongue. By then I was fully convinced that we will be able to listen to his yaps only when he turns 3. But to our surprise, soon after the New Year episode he started blasting our ears with his diction. Jay began to focus on his vocabulary big time and within 3 weeks he was in full swing to the extent that he was able to keep a conversation going fine with his fellow buddies. He would miss all the conjunctions/prepositions but would still convey what he had to effortlessly.

Jay and his troublesome infections –

Spring is the sickness season at our residence. Jay had his first ear infection followed by a few other viral attacks which gave him a forced 3 week break from his school. Jay is so used to his schedule that this unexpected vacation was not well received by him. His routine went for a complete toss. He missed his school, teachers, friendly bantering with his friends, Cookie Monster and grass fun very badly.

Jay’s Task List -

As he was growing, the to-do's in his list also kept growing. Jay's weekend calendar is the busiest of all at home and all our plans have to revolve around his availability. For a period of time between April and August all we were doing was attending birthday parties. The only difference in each of the party would be the venue and the child. Still Jay managed to have enormous fun. He would get ready from the Wednesday of the week for the Saturday party and keep reminding us just in case we forget the event. A perfect Virgo!!

Here is what a typical weekend for Jay looks like –

Saturday morning - get ready for the bday party to attend
Saturday afternoon - fun at the bday party, eat pizzas and cakes and drive home for a nap.
Saturday evening - Beach visit. We were one of those few families who marked our attendance at the Bradley beach every Saturday in the few weeks of summer we got to have in NJ.
Sleep on the way back home.

Sunday morning - breakfast and head bath. He used to create a mess before his shower. Jay is allergic to head bathsJ
Sunday afternoon - Rasam rice + spinach followed by a nap
Sunday evening - Durga temple visit though the dinner at the Dosa grill afterwards was what mattered to him the most. When Jay and I visit the Durga temple Dad would be busy at the "Durga Hotel". The food served at the temple was the only motivation for Dad to drive us to the temple. Like Dad like Son!!

Jay’s Alma Mater -

Kindercare is Jay’s second home – after an exhaustive 8 hrs at school anyone would expect the child to retire peacefully. Though Jay follows a strict schedule during the weekdays never has he volunteered to go to bed. He is a spring of energy always in action. He had done quite a bit of learning last year. He even knows to spell his and my names. Jay was very fond of 2 teachers in his daycare. He was extremely attached to them that at times when he is wayward at home and we tried any of the usual control techniques, he would cry for his teachers. Unfortunately both of them left midway which took a very heavy toll on him.




Photogenic Jay -

Jay had his regular share of photo shoots both at home and at the studios which enthrall him. The most memorable image was “Jay as a girl”!!! He shares our admiration on these pictures now but not sure what is in store for us a couple of years down the line.
Jay is absolutely adorable, a great helper, enormously entertaining and notoriously naughty all at the same time. He swam through all his difficult times, profoundly rejoiced his ecstatic bright days and is now entering a new year. This year we look forward to see more of his mischief, chit-chats, constructive action and occasionally some learning too….










Monday, September 14, 2009

Vexatious Vasantham

This is one of the few Sun TV's daily soaps that I follow sincerely and my biggest mistake. A criminal waste of 20 minutes, on a weekday amidst my hectic schedule. I just wish the director took his brains out of his pocket, planted where it has to be and then directed the serial...instead he has conveniently discounted the fact that his audience can be "sensible", can "think", don’t buy in crap, expect a reasonable plot and has tried to sell his hogwash which only drives one spare. Packed with a bunch of goofy clowns, his so-called showpiece is dead as a doornail.

Who on earth taught him his tales could be made interesting only if there are twists. Too much of anything is good for nothing. Vasantham is the most deserving candidate to be quoted for this phrase. The director has included a plethora of twists that are a bit much. If the director had intended any positive agenda with his clumsy turns in the cream, no way can he think about a success - all they have done is effortlessly get your goat. When you are desperately waiting to see the "Shubam" or "The end" card, you see "To be continued", with a new character on screen. Won’t he watch his episodes before they are screened to the public? If only he had taken the pains to sit through one of his adventures he would have realized what folly he is dumping on his audience.

Does he have ideas to get into the Guinness book of records by overtaking any of the other serials, for the maximum number of episodes? If yes, sir, please quit and get yourself some fresh air...The TRP (if any) will only drop for this futile effort of yours.

This is one of the very few serials that had a good star cast. The director had been smart (a rare trait anyways) enough to rope in a couple of yesteryears respectable actors, but that was all in past tense ....after witnessing the way this melodrama is taking brilliant turns everyday, most of the canny ones have chosen to desert the director and his classic. The few unfortunate ones are those who should be the non saleable ones...given the market condition it would do them good if they don’t switch base.

He is clearly out of ideas and a decent script. In such a scenario any sensible person would only look at taking the effort to a pleasant completion - surprisingly this guy is refusing to see the winning line and is choosing the run the race over and over again on the same track.
Fatal illness to a child once a year, the following hospital claptraps, ever-hopeless doctor/nurse conversations, mother losing the child at least once every year, infuriating never-ending tear shedding sequences, adamant refusals to make prudent moves to find the child, heroine's endless wait for things to happen on its own in the name of "Trust in God" are all what he has got to keep his chef d'oeuvre dragging.

Insanity is the name of the game and the code by which he has lived all this while. The lead character is an absolute discredit - She is a dead duck. The only expense for the demigoddess is glycerin - she has been extremely generous there. Newcomers may not be great performers in their first few episodes but in course of time they will/are expected to pick up the nuances and prove themselves. Kudos to this lady for maintaining her amateurish dumb acting record throughout the lifespan of this serial.

I earnestly perish the thought that Rishi doesn’t venture into any more directive stunts and Chandralakshmanan stays away from kollywood.