Showing posts with label Mar Ivanios. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mar Ivanios. Show all posts

Friday, February 10, 2012

A fresh filmy frontier...



Classmates, when I say this word, different things would instantly come to our minds. School, college or even the peers you may still meet even now. But to me, this word means that, plus a little more, actually a lot more. This word is the name of the film which became my threshold to Malayalam cinema and that missing jigsaw piece which helped me to connect with the best friends that I have till date.
This post is about how I,a girl born and brought up with Bollywood and Hollywood cinema, began to appreciate films from the state where I'm originally from, Kerala.
It all started in the summer of 2009 when my family and I had gone to the small town of Mavelikara, to visit my mother's family. We were bored one afternoon and decided to go for a movie, of course English and Hindi were out of the question so Malayalam was the only choice. From previous experiences, I was neither looking forward to nor was I expecting much. I was going because it was better than sitting at home alone.
We reached the theatre and I asked my grand-father which movie we are going for, he told me Classmates. My instant reaction was, what kind of name is that? But then again, Malayalees are known for their “excellent” film name choices, like Kangaroo, Chocolate and Lollipop so this did not seem too bad. After buying popcorn and juice, we sat in the theatre and I was bracing myself for the worst. However to my surprise, the moment the movie started till the very end, my eyes were glued to the screen and I enjoyed every minute of it. This movie was like the surprise gift you get from a person you don't know very well, and it turns out to be your favourite. This film had romance, drama, elements of suspense and to top it, some nice music, quite unusual from the typical Malayalam songs. The story was unlike any other film I had seen so far. And what made me feel so good was I didn't have to ask anyone to translate any of the dialogues for me. I understood it all, it was the best feeling in the world. But so far, I haven't explained what the best part was, or should I say who?
I can proudly say that Malayalam cinema has finally got a heartthrob, who I have plastered my bedroom walls with. Not only does he look handsome, but his acting skills are extremely original and refreshing. His name is Prithviraj, you may have seen him in the Tamil film Raavan, with Aishwarya Rai and Vikram. Anyhow, he had the lead role in Classmates, and it made the film so much more interesting. And ever since I watched that movie, I loved him so much that I began to watch his other films, one after the other. Gradually, I began to realise that Malayalam films aren't that bad. Even if I was slightly biased because I was watching films only because Prithviraj was in it, regardless of that, the stories were unique and characters were very real. As time went by, I decided to watch films starring different actors and soon enough, they began to grow on me. I realised that they weren't idealistic or exaggerated like many of the characters in Hindi movies or predictable like some of my favourite English chick-flicks and romantic comedies. I do admit that sometimes I do need help in understanding what is going on, but overall it has helped me in picking up the Malayalam language and becoming aware of certain traditions and norms which I didn't know about earlier.
So when I joined college later that year, in Trivandrum, I was able to talk with a lot more confidence and ease to my classmates. I'm sure I surprised many of them when I told them how many Malayalam movies I had watched. Of course, they all had different tastes and their own personal favourites, but just the fact that I had watched some, proved that I wasn't too much of an outsider and it made them feel more comfortable around me,and vice-versa.
Nevertheless, allow me to return to the film, that started it all. Frankly speaking, Classmates was so much like the college life I had experienced in Mar Ivanios. The college parties with rallying and voting, cultural functions, closing college because of various reasons, the manner in which students behave, and most importantly the happiness and fun times I had with my classmates. And till date, whenever I hear a song from the film or see it on television, I think back to the first time when I had seen it and consider it a good-luck charm, because not only did it help me get in touch with my Malayalee roots, but I've also had the good fortune to have great classmates ever since. Therefore,give your regional films a shot, and embrace your mother-tongue, you never know, you may learn something new, and even learn to love it like how I have!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Coming home...


 
  My stay in Kerala was unforgettable. Initially, I thought that I was in hell because the town I was staying in was dead after 8 o'clock. Ironically, it was the capital city, so I thought, how can it be so boring? Where were all the malls and fast food eating places? Why were there so many medical stores, book stores, and what was the obsession with gold all about? I went for a movie at the theatre there, and instead of trailers, there were nine or ten different gold showroom advertisements! I eventually found out that the main hang-out was the zoo or museum grounds? Malls were yet to be built and there was one burger joint, where we used to and still continue to be their best customers. Where had I come to? Is it too late to go back to Chennai? 
   Unfortunately for me, school wasn't any better. From a state syllabus school,I had joined an ICSE board school that too, in 9th standard, in other words, I was in for a rough time! It took me a while to find a good group of friends and for the teachers to realise I was not a spoiled N.R.I brat, but had some amount of grey matter and good sense. Luckily, I became friends with the other 'new kids' who were also from outside India and we could easily empathise with each other. By the way, we still keep and touch and they are still my very close friends.(Shout-out to Laks and Sidds!) 
   I remember how I met my closest friend till date and partner in crime. She had done something to her eyebrows and I had asked her out of curiosity and pure innocence, whether it was some kind of Indian custom. Obviously, it was not, but that had broken the ice, and we've been the best of friends ever since.(Shout-out to M.R.P.)! Even, in the apartment building I stayed, I made a great bunch of friends. We would play football in the parking lot every evening and would participate in the cultural functions enthusiastically.( Shout-out to V.View!!!) 
   So slowly, things got a lot better and I began to enjoy my new home. And when, I joined college, things really became amazing! I was able to do what I want and had, what I think to be, the best set of professors  who knew their stuff ! Those three years were the one of the best times of my life. I got a crazy, wacky, group of friends and we somehow managed to freak out without allowing the issue of "what will people think" get in the way. I made friends with my seniors as well as my classmates. Of course, it isn't the same way in which I see undergraduates enjoy themselves in a larger cosmopolitan city, like going clubbing or frequenting malls and so on, but we had lots of fun just the same; By organising some celebration within the department, sharing our lunches( fighting for the best food), walking around campus, or just talking and laughing about the silliest, tiniest and insignificant things. And after our excursion, we never wanted the good times to stop! (Shout-out to Eng Dept at M.I.C!
   Soon, too soon actually, it came time for our farewell, which happened on Valentine's Day (bittersweet I know!!). We all were devastated at the fact that we wouldn't be seeing each other on a daily basis. Thanks to Facebook, email and texting, we all still stay in touch, but it isn't the same as actually being together like before. Still whenever we meet, it's like coming home. And it's that feeling I get whenever I meet anyone from there, that intimacy and closeness can never be replaced and those people and that place can never and will never be forgotten. I have fallen in love with that town, gold showrooms and all! 
Shout-out to TVM!