My Random Scribblings

Lens-a naive attempt in Kollywood

To me, personally, Kollywood movies are vexatious—as it predominantly spins around entertainment. In the case of Lens, director, Jayaprakash Radhakrishnan did baffle me with the naive plot and genre.

The digital world has engulfed the reality to a whole new level, including, abducting a person through the digital space. The psychothriller film, Lens, narrates voyeurism and the snags of being a slave to such acts. Though the movie did not have the mainstream actors, it does leave an impression in everyone’s mind.

A married and IT employee, Aravind, a voyeurist, receives a call on Skype from an anonymous person who wants to commit suicide and forces Aravind to watch his death live on Skype. As they continue Skyping, Aravind assumes he had been in a virtual relationship with his own wife which is the trick used by the anonymous man, Yohan.

Cast: Jayaprakash Radhakrishnan, Anand Sami, Aswathi Lal and Misha Ghoshal

Director & Writer: Jayaprakash Radhakrishnan

Rating: 4/5

A picture of a woman and a child is shown, indicates that Aravindan (Jayaprakash) is married and has a child. Annoyed with what’s happening, the wife approaches Aravindan’s room in the dead of the hour and the door read, “Knock the door.” On asking what he is doing, he shoos her off by saying he is working with US clients.

But, Aravindan is Skyping with his virtual girlfriend, Julie, with his pants lying on the floor with Salman Khan’s mask on his face.  Bewildering, right? The director creates a twist in his character by establishing certain truths about Aravindan.

Next day, Aravindan receives a friend request from a woman on Facebook. She wants to chat with him on Skype, to which he agrees. Impatiently, he shuts all the doors, logs in on Skype and puts his mask on. To his surprise, it was a man in the name of a woman.

The man on Skype, Yohan (Anand Sami), forces Aravindan to be the witness of his death as that is his last wish. The weird approach made Aravindan disconnect the call and after few hours he received the video of the Skype chat that he had with Julie. With a sense of fear in his gut, he calls back and Yohan disconnects. Eventually, Yohan connects with Aravindan on Skype.

As they continue talking, Aravindan finds that Yohan has physically abused his wife, Swathi (Misha Goshal) and reports to police with the help of his friend. The cops then take efforts to trace Yohan with his picture and mobile number. In the meantime, Yohan reminds of the incident that harassed mentally him and his newly-wed wife which ended up in his wife, Angel committing suicide. In the process, he made Aravindan accept and confess the truth that he had uploaded the video from a pen drive that he found in some public place.

In the meantime, Yohan reminds of the incident that harassed mentally him and his newly-wed wife which ended up in his wife, Angel (Ashwathi Lal) committing suicide. In the process, he made Aravindan accept and confess the truth that he had uploaded the video from a pen drive that he found in some public place.

Yohan makes Aravindan watch his death and also releases the conclusion of the video on YouTube that has Angel’s death, torture of the plumber who had installed a secret camera in Yohan’s room and Aravind’s confession.

With every one of us becoming addict to the digital era, the line between public life and private life is diminishing every single day which has been beautifully portrayed by the director. The effects of cyber crimes is harsh which is shown as it should be with effective dialogues.

Story of a Farmer

Seeds were sown,
Days flew,
Harvesting season arrived,
Still awaiting rain,
Alas, she betrayed!
Crops failed,
Farmers died.

Featured Image Courtesy: The Huffington Post


My instincts were right,
But I chose to disobey them,
For I trusted a third person instead of the self and screwed up my life.
Here I am today, a victim of bad Karma!

Trust your instincts! No one can know you better if it is not you!

Featured Image Courtesy: The Master Shift

Ramblings of a Marathi Brahmin

Hello folks!

I’m a Marathi speaking Madhwa Brahmin settled in Chennai. Every time I speak of my language or caste, I face some really funny moments about my place of birth, customs  and whatnot! Here are a few.


Random Mama: Va da Kozhandhe. Iyer ah, iyengar ah?

Me: Madhwa Brahmin, uncle.

Random Mama: Madhwa Brahmin ah? Kelvi pattadhe ilaye ma, non-veg saapduvela (asks with that ‘Indian thatha or Anniyan look’)


Friend: Macha, apo nee hum aap ke rain coat family ah, da?

Me:  Dei, en da, dai. Hindi da adhu, na Marathi pesuven da.

Friend: Adan, macha. Elam onnu dhan. Settu veetu pulla nee.

Me: *face palm*


Friend: Dai, nee epo paru setu pasangaltaye pesitu iruka, Marathi pesuvenu solra, unaku Tamil teriyuma?

Me: Ivlo neram ena Telugu laya pesitu irunden? *double face palm*

I grew up studying Tamil da.


Friend: Marathi na un veetla epome chapathi ah da?

Me: Dai, I love thaachi mammu da!


Friend: Macha, na Tamil pesuven, enaku Tamil new year iruku. Unaku iruka da?

Me: Yes, da. It is called “Gudi Padwa.” We celebrate it on Telugu New Year day.

Friend: Enadhu? Kudichitu Padukanuma?

*That en da,en? En, en porumaya sodhikara moment*


This is the most crucial question of everything.

Random Mama: Sondha ooru edhu da kozhandha?

Me: Chennai, uncle

Friend: Epdi ma? Marathi nu soniye da? Thatha Bombay la irundhara? (Manasula Arnab nu nenapu, The Nation Wants to Know Mari kelvi)

*That un kuthama en kuthama moment*

P.S.: I seriously do not know how my family got settled in South India.


The most common question that many of my friends have asked me

Friend: Macha, Marathi la edha ketta vaartha solli kudu da?

*Adhu en da enna pathu kelvi kekara moment*


P.S.: Not to hurt anyone.

An Open Letter to My Depressed Friend

Hey there!

You. Yes, it is you!

Are you alone?

Maybe your mind says “Yes.”

But certainly, you are not!

Yes, trust me, you are not.

Perhaps, everyone advises you to consult a psychologist. Apparently, I’m not going to do that, for I know you are not alone.

Your parents do not exist in your world,

Your smartphone is important;

You find no fun in talking to your abandoned relatives,

’cause you believe you are busy with your invisible friends;

You do not hang around with your friends,

But rather stalk each other on social media;

The neighbors around you are zombies,

Your not-so-funny series gives you life.

Yes, you have chosen your virtual world over everything and everyone. Realize and accept it. You have living people around you, but you see them like ghosts. Take a break from the constructed reality and find joy in seizing the moment.

Take long walks.

Stroll around a new city.

Carry a novel wherever you go.

Meet new people.

Make new friends.

Talk to strangers.

Listen to stories.

Observe diverse culture.

Learn a new language.

In short, seize the moment, my dear friend! You are not alone! 🙂

Your loving friend. 🙂

Career and Passion

Every writer is a rebel. We live in a world that is driven by Engineering, Medicine and Chartered Accountancy. At times I feel the world is not the right place to follow our passion.

“You cannot succeed in life if you do not clear your board exams,” yelled the disappointed mother to her 12th-grade son.

He decided to run away from home.

~Years later~

“Ma, look! I have published three boo..,” came the son running and his tone became soft on witnessing the scene.

He was devastated to witness his mother’s funeral.

©Bhavani Prabhakar

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The Forgotten Shadow

The hot fireball it was,

That shone every day,

Sizzled and fried every critter;

All the trees were uprooted,

Buildings were built instead;

Yonder lied a peepal tree,

Giving shade to the same critter!

via Daily Prompt: Fry

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Where are we headed to?

I have been using WhatsApp for 3+ years and my mum has been screaming at me since the day I started using it.

Mum: Hey, why are you still awake? Turn off your mobile and sleep. It’s past 12 a.m. and you’re still meddling with your mobile phone.

Me (texting my friend on WhatsApp): Ok, mum. I’ll sleep and now you please go and sleep.

Present scenario

Mum: Still you’re awake? It is 1 a.m. (shockingly)

Dad: I know what I’m doing, you go and sleep now. I have got loads of messages to read on WhatsApp! (shouts)

He starts using WhatsApp frequently as I silently regret for joining WhatsApp and wonder how to get rid of it.

(My mind voice: Appa ku smartphone vaangi kuduthadhu romba thappa pochu! Translation: I should have never bought him a smartphone!)

Food for thought:


Do drop your thoughts in the comments section!

The Artist

He was immersed.

In the world of colours, drawings and sketches.

He was an eminent Artist.

He had an appointment to meet the most celebrated and the Artist with whom he wanted to work with since his inception as an Artist.

He was all set to leave his work to meet him.

The bell rung.

He carried his tools, rushed to his Mechanical Engineering class and realised that he was late to as he was immersed in art.

via Daily Prompt: Immerse

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