Chennai Diaries - All The Way From Bangalore To Anirudh

Chapter 1 : How it happened...

I don't know when or where it exactly started, but I remember calling my mom into the room for a secret conversation and asking her to get me a diary so that I can start writing a story. Only I knew then, that I wanted to write a script for a film and not exactly a novel...It was in late 2012..

My mom, an English professor, who worshiped Shakespeare and esteemed literature, couldn't have been happier than then! The diary is still empty but my mind is full of meaningless, deviating yet thankful thoughts about how my future would be. I had a hard time removing her wrong notion about the Film Industry..It took two years, but I was reluctant to give up..My thoughts and stories weren't matured, they just gave me a sense of happiness and a deep satisfaction that I could rely on them for my lifetime, to teach me and make me enjoy my lessons...I told to myself, " this is where your journey begins..You have always been bad in making decisions but don't let go of this opportunity..Turn your life into what you want it to be and start earning maturity in your ideas regarding it". Seldom did my parents know about how firm I was, regarding this decision of mine..They told my relatives about it, and I got the most obvious response from everybody - 'Cast me in your movie as ____'...

What annoyed me the most was that nobody was serious about it. They thought that I would forget it, and become "logical" in my mindset in future.The only thing they all were impressed about was that I was the first "kid" to have such a "weird" ambition.

I was in 9th grade when I burst into tears to my family that I too had dreams and dreams are about being happy and not about having a bank balance..They understood. In fact, only my mom understood. She has been through lots of difficuties.. An 18yr. old girl aspiring to become a doctor, who was qualified for Dental Sciences in a popular branch of Anna University, had all her dreams shattered when her parents didn't want her to move somewhere else to study all alone..She knew what would be my case, then. She had only one thing to say,"It's not about suppressing you and your talents, it's about being independent..I want you to be independent and lead a better life than me..Everything regarding your future, except your career choice, is in my hands..I can give my best to make life amazing for you..You know where your happiness lies. Failures are a warm welcome in life, and once you fail, everybody will leave you..I don't know whether I would be alive to take care of you then, but, I don't want you to serve somebody for your income..Be a director, but be my HERO"(yh, i was treated like a guy, u know..). I understood the weight of having a backup and got ready to become a DOCTOR to earn money.. Am not trying to be offensive, but my thoughts abt doctoring hav changed a lot, now. Ready to serve, but what about my slice of life? 

Such questions, that too , in a teen's mind, will never get an answer! So, just forget it!

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I had a great affinity and respect for music.Even a horror movie will lose it's genre when the BGM fails..The music directors must be Gods, for they admire your movie more than yourself..According to me, God will spare two types of people on the Dooms day, the environmentalists (including my Leonardo diCaprio :P) and the musicians, for their heavenly existence which can bring life even into rocks..

I had this unusual habit of creating albums for my imaginary films..Any song from any movie that suited a situation in my film will be visualized in my way, by me ,in my car all alone, with the song on play..They will always remain the most divine moments of my lifetime.., coz human mind is such an angel. It gives u the power to visualize all the shit u want to, and imaginations are always better than reality, and help u get through reality, so I really think that's the way a me-time goes well for an aspirant like me.

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I was disappointed when my albums contained more than 10 music directors from the Tamil film industry as nobody could single-handedly impress me..

It was not until an album titled Ethirneechal released. I never bothered about the film as I never had affinity for new attempts then..That was so awkward of me .. But as I listened to the songs, they set an impression on me..I couldn't get my ears off them..One day, I downloaded the entire album without knowing anything about the artists, and got addicted to this UNKNOWN musician who could satisfy all my thirst.

I googled him, Anirudh Ravichander - The kolaveri boy..This was the second twist in my life, that gave me more maturity. I started respecting new talents and learnt what Cinemas truly were..

There were frequent conflicts between me and my mom..She had a list of doctors, who emerged successful in the film industry and asked me to be like them..Even I had a list, but couldn't assure success to her. Anirudh set the right chord at the right time !

There was a song video of him, titled "Namma Chennai Chancey Illa" , with an idea brought about by the TOI to celebrate the birth of Chennai..I went head over heels in love with the way the city was enjoyed by it's people..It started giving me goosebumps, the thoughts of me studying there, learning arts and practicing films , that I couldn't get rid of! There are instances where I cried to my mom and dad requesting them to take me to Chennai. I was such a nuisance then! I used to argue and yeah, cry over everything..They had a hard time bringing me up.

I get severe NEET coaching everyday in my college.. I knew that if I crack this 'one big thing', I would get to study in my favourite college, in a city of my choice..I chose this particular group of institutions, only because the environment was amazing..The city's most developed area, with lots of amazing stuffs anybody can visualize..And you guys are well aware of my "distraction"..The teachers here promised me to help me score well despite all mishaps in my 'imaginary vs reality-wala' thoughts..

With severe NEET coaching, i felt a severe burden in my head. I was distracted and started scoring less..Luckily, i got my Dussera vacations and was taken to CHENNAI !!!!!!!!!

For the first time...

Pls comment ur views about this story below..Even negative comments are invited..All I need is to know is the truth on how my writing sucks!