A few lines here and there, strike chords so deep down in your heart, it evokes a weird feeling. Like the lines in the Tamizh movie Samurai, which I gather are from a Communist's autobiography.. I beg forgiveness for reproducing them in English because I am bad at Tamizh blogging. But I wanted to share them nevertheless... Erimalaigal vedithu sidharum pozhudhu
Oru sila pookalum karuguvadhundu
Ulagathai azhikkum nachchu kaadugal eriyum pozhudhu
Oru sila paravai koodugalum kalaivadhundu
Idhu vazhkaiyin thavirka mudiyaadha needhi aagum
I wouldn't call the feeling these lines evoke to be patriotism, because it doesn't relate. It is a weird feeling. Likewise, the lines in the song from Anbe Sivam, which goes..
Karaigal thoonga virumbinalum alaigal viduvadhillai
Marangal oivai virumbinalum kaatru viduvadhillai
Odi odi olindha pozhudhum vaazhkai viduvadhillai
I am awestruck by the genius that goes into writing such lines. It rings so true, its undeniable.
I guess Life is like that too...
