A teaser… reproduced from the section on film

Film: notes for producers/directors on the intent of the poetry finding manifestations through films

PRELUDE/INTRO to potential question why film??:

To me film is very powerful medium, when used well. I have watched movies all my life- mind you I changed my initials before I turned eight to K R from just R, inspired by the length of K R Vijaya’s hair on my slate-pencil case, ascribing my own interpretations to the letters that preceded my name stripping all efforts by the administrators to establish association between the document trail of my school records and myself as the person whose life as a student accomplishing those grades and not insignificant praise from my teachers and headmistress; it worked only because, even for my headmistress who approved the intial change, the risk of falsification of records or inappropriate claims of another person’s accomplishments, or misrepresentation becasue of a change of initial simply did not exist - other wise, how can I explain a school administration required and issued transfer certificates based on student’s name and fathers name and DOB, didn’t need anything other than an eight year old walking up and asking he initials be changed. My brother- two years younger than myself achieved his change of initals with in days, but then, my family was trailblazing on total elimination of age-discrimination at very many levels at that time so this was too trivial an accomplishment for him at six.

I digress.. all I wanted to say was films have been an integral part of my life since as far back as I can remember. I toyed with making a film in memory of my uncle, one of the ப்ரோபரைட்டர் (sorry I couldn’t resolve the spelling) of ChandraPrabha pictures, a very successful film distributors in early-mid sixties from Coimbatore and started documenting the kind of movie it would be by way of reviewing my ten-out-of-tens in iMdb. [ref: iMdb user: sumathyramesh-92949***] Realising I don’t have that kind of money nor skills to make the kind of movie I want to make and chose to weave my screen dreams on my web pages in these sections.

GURU

One or more film to explore in about 75 minutes the ideas of developing consistent personal techniques to pick oneself up by projecting one’s own resilience on to another tangible, unobtrusive, person who would allow room for quick pause for self-reflection in your natural surrounds.

The technique is necessarily personal, given no two humans on the planet think or experience loss or love or recovery the same way, let alone equivalent personal experiences directly transferable to others or species just because w may use the same set of words to say so. Here is a very trivial example you can try it yourself if you like: I love my coffee. I enjoy my first coffee leagues more than my second, because the tissues make up my mouth produce the saliva just that much differently the second time. Such being the case, its IMPOSSIBLE to technically baseline my experience of enjoyment of my coffee to define a taste profile even back on to myself, let alone any one else. That’s why my life is defined by my experiences and can not be shoe-horned into some behavioral predictive theory or algorithm. Hence the need for every human to recognise themselves and be quietly proud of who they are even if your most cherished experience comes across as totally wierd or whacky(sp?) to any one else. Its not easy.

But then, its not difficult if you find your guru. The right guru. I think you’d know its the right guru, when your momentary sense of loss of that connection with your and the joy of finding it back to show the importance of a need for such a person in your life; its certainly not your girl friend or boy friend; its not a mentor who tells you what to do- nor an analyst who’ll pick your brain to pieces through questioning but some one who’ll not stunt your ability for self reflection denying that smile until your reflections lead you to find the smile from with in yourself… like a pet that can reflect your mindframe and lend a leg when you are down, like a deity or a cobbler for that matter, on the untrodden side walk, that young barista (not bar-tender ‘cos you want to be able to think :)) who in five seconds would show you you were missed even when your colleagues in your next desk barely notice your week long absence, given your work place had slipped into talking to each other through emails/MS teams group chats even when you are within ear shot, not your family or friends or teachers or the like because their relationships by definition, are based on bi-lateral communication exchanging experiences and imparting wisdom - given the focus here is to find that touch to remind you of your own inner strength and give it some oxygen so that it has a chance to tone up.

***an example of one of my review from this morning on Marvelous Mrs Maisel (on Amazon Prime)

Summary: I watched it as a sitcom until the last 4 minutes...

Review: ...hence the nine out of 10 rating. Actually its more because of how I got to the message only at the very last episode though it was screaming to be heard in any number of episodes in every season, so beautifully presented. In a way the strength of the movie viz., the irresistible humour perfectly delivered through the screen play throughout, turned out to be its weakness- imminently correctable ofcourse as Midge would have clarified with her split second flip of tone and milli meter tilt of neck breaking every molecule of air to burst out of lungs into laughter, making me miss how hard it was to be heard when you chose to only speak what your voice would carry from your heart. And, in a "man's world" if the four minutes didn't get the air in the trailer in 4 seconds, let alone in the first season, it would at best a perennial sitcom!