He needs no introduction. The South, the North, the East and the West know about him. The rich and the poor like him alike. He has been the style icon on-screen. Off-screen he has been a simpleton. He is Rajinikanth. Happy Birthday Thalaiva!
I didn’t know about Rajini and his stylish antics till I saw the Telugu movie, Peddarayudu. He had only a guest appearance in the movie, a fifteen minute role in the beginning. But that short cameo was the talking point among my friends. His style was infectious among kids. We tried his goggle stunts, cigar replaced with pen stunts, thundu stunts and tried to salute in his style by also mimicking the background sound effects.
So all these made me and my generation Rajini fans. Some of my favourites are Maro Charithra, Narasimha, Dalapathi, Chandramukhi, Shivaji and Robo. I wish him the best for today-released Lingaa!
More than the on-screen version I developed respect for his real-life off-screen version. His story is a true underdog story. Someone selling tickets in a bus turned into the most famous cine-star of India by sheer hard work! Despite achieving so much he manages to put his feet on ground. How awesome!
Do I want to see him politics? There is a tradition in Tamil Nadu of movie stars becoming political biggies. Recently in Andhra Pradesh we saw Chiranjeevi lose his charisma after behaving like a swine in the political muddy waters. Rajni’s charm alone may win him election in TN but running the state is a different ball game, surely not a cake walk. I strongly feel that the times have changed. Giving sweet passionate speeches and promises of doling out subsidies would not take the people or country anywhere. So, personally, I would not want him to venture into politics.
What do you think, should Rajini join politics? What is your favourite Rajini movie or Rajini joke? 😀
Not for Thee.What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received that you wouldn’t give to anyone else? Why don’t you think it would apply to others?
When I was a kid I was told that you need to get into so and so college or so and so job and you can enjoy the rest of your life.
Well, after twenty five tortuous years, what I realised is that firstly, there are no such milestones in life. Secondly, enjoying life is not an ever evading separate concept. So one needs to do what one enjoys and not the other way round!
But this is not the case in many of our careers. So we try to see enjoyment as a separate entity. So for all of us in this boat, I would give a slightly modified message: “Enjoy, but responsibly!”. Else you will become other’s enjoyment 😛 😀
An Extreme Tale.: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?
Awesome statement. Can anyone please tell the exact context in the novel where Dickens plants this paradox?
This reminds me of liar’s paradox: “The next statement is true. The previous statement is false.”
How can a statement be both true and not true? Not possible. But can a given period be both the best and the worst of all times!?
I think yes. That’s the beauty of getting over binary analysis. As of now I can only think of one such period. And that is when you are in love. You will experience a magical feeling. You feel that the present is the best of all times and da di da di da. But when things fall apart and when you look back you feel a little bit sick. Initially you feel the past was dreadful. As time passes by it meta-morphs into a healer. The bitterness will be gone. You will become saner and accept things as they were. I think till that time you will be in that conflicting zone.
PS: Thanks to Mr. Mark Aldrich for responding to my request and putting Dickens’ lines in context:
It is the opening sentence of “A Tale of Two Cities.” The two cities are Paris and London during the French Revolution.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only”