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Rajini Rewritten Trilogy (Part 1) - Vettaiyan Katha
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Chapter 5 - Chandramukhi
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody - Mark Twain
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Episode 1 - Birth of a Beauty
Kanika was a dashing dancer in the Kingdom. She could bring all the intense pleasures of her clients just with her dance moves alone. Want to sign a contract with the allies, bring in Kanika, was Suyodhana's strategy. Kanika was the ultimate weapon of seduction who played a vital role in shaping up the Kingdom's foreign policy.
On a moon shiny night, the Beauty was born. The delivery happened in a secret place, a building with walls but no roof. He walked impatiently around the corners of the building until he heard the baby cry. He rushed inside and looked at Kanika, lying inbetween 2 pregnancy specialist tribal women. Kanika returned his sight with a smile. The old lady signaled him to come forward, and he advanced slowly as though all his happiness were weighing on him. As he approached, he got his first glimpse of his daughter kicking and pulling at the same time beside her mother Kanika. The lady beside the baby, handed over the little pearl to her father. He lifted the new born and took a great look at her. With eyes of charcoal floating on the swan's milk, lips of pink petals, nose of iceberf, cheeks of green apples and the flesh as tender as her mother's lips, the baby looked back at him. His daughter coupled his finger with hers, when he noticed the cresant nails on her soft long fingers. He lifted her to compare her with the beautiful object hanging in the night sky, and when he saw them both side by side, he called out with joy - Chandramukhi.
The kingdom rumours mashed a lot about who the father of Chandramukhi was, where each corner of the street had its own theory. Kanika did not mind all things that was spoken about her and her child, but showered immense love on her baby. Chandramukhi grew faster, as though the passing years blessed her with more beauty. At the age of 4, she first met her uncle. Growing amoung a dance soceity dominated by woman, Chandramukhi immediately liked the presence of her uncle. From then she explored various interesting things in her life, by visiting various other states and gaining immense knowlege over art & culture. She showed immense fasination over single handed weapons, espicially the dragger blade.
Kanika was weeping over the bench. Chandramukhi's uncle was beside her consoling. They were discusing the secrets that except the breeze that touched the moon were aware of. The uncle turned to the sound of a tiny weep, the tears were so heavy that they made the noise. Camouflaged with the plants around the bench, the 8 years old Chandramukhi emerged from the bushes. The three looked at each other, Chandramukhi now knew who her father was. Years passed, but the secret was still intact, Chandramukhi possessed the traits that was a dream to any woman - keeping a secret.
After the graduation, her uncle saw an immense potential in her. Chandramukhi had all her mother's characteristics, her owned beauty and there was something deadly hidden inside. Her attitude, vigilance & reaction were some asserts the Kingdom could use. He wanted to break her from just being a seduction chain, but allow her other instincts and talents to strengthen the prowess of Chandramukhi. He exactly knew which door to knock.
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Rajini Rewritten Trilogy (Part 1) - Vettaiyan Katha
[Rated R]
Chapter 5 - Chandramukhi
There is no exquisite beauty, without some strangeness in the proportion. - Edgar Allan Poe
Episode 2 - The Spy who Kissed Me
Minister Verman took Vettiayan for an 'employment chat' over the long corridors of the Palace. He was talking about a recrutiment that could be a great asset to the Kingdom. Between each pillar they passed, the wind force entered their path disturning the hair that Vettaiayn had let loose. After listening to the laurels about a stranger from his minister, Vettaiyan mocked him saying that he never spoke that much high about the Ruler himself, and immediately dismissed his mockery with curiosity. The minister replied that the recruit's uncle was his childhood friend, and a kind of person who assits the Kingdom's off the record works. Shrugging the shoulders, as if indicating a ' Why Not !', he ordered his minister, with his trade mark smile, to set up a meeting with this valiant person, for which Verman shocked him by announcing that the recruit was present with them there at the very moment. Vettaiyan rushed to check behind every pillar, but all the space were empty. He looked at Verman, who called out - Chandramukhi - which heard sweeter than the Oliwechu Honey in Vettaiyan's ears.
All of a sudden from behind a pillar that the King had already checked, Chandramukhi emerged. The first reaction that Vettaiyan got, made him bite his upper lips. His eyes became tiny, concentrating only on the vision of the Beauty before him. He followed every tiny movements of the walking allure, until Chandramuki approached him and broke his oneirology with a graceful salute with her sugar voice. Vettiayan was gald that, what he was experiencing was reality. He circled her once, taking the whole time from every passing second. He, then, brushed passed her, returning her salute with "laka laka laka".
Assignment One
Foreign religions took a massive sweep over the Kingdom. Their goal was to take away the hope from the people and re-install it under a new name. For that, they targeted all the higher officials, to shake the soceity with despair. A huge noise trembled the air in front of the palace, just when Vettiayan entered the gates. Without giving much time to react, another one went off, this time the flying fire barrels taking couple of gaurds with them. Yet again no time to realise, smoke covered around Vettaiyan. Coughing, Vettaiyan looked as sharp as possible with his burning eyes. The suffacation made him tired that he could only see 2 men with covered face running towards him. The onlooking gaurds did not know what was happening, as the smoke was so dense that erradicated any vision. From nowhere, another masked warrior had jumped in a cricular motion around him, the warrior's lips caressing Vettaiyan's cheeks in the flow, and the next moment, he saw two headless bodies under Bhaja's legs.
That evening he received a message, the sender whom Vettaiyan can be thankful but never meet to say it :
Take care my brother, during this bad weather,
The House will come to bother, but will wither.
The stones and marbles may shatter,
The Poet will be with you only matter.
The same evening, in a liqeur den at the south corner of the city, the clients were going crazy over the girl on stage. A fat man pushed every body, and walked to the girl. He pulled her by force, and no one stoped him, but paved way to take her away with him. They entered the room at the back of the bar, where 2 men were waiting. The fat man with unusual dress seemed to be angry. He yelled at them asking what he had to reply to the House. Then he growled at them to get out. He pulled the petite girl towards him and tried to make her obey by pushing her on the nearby bed. The girl gradually climbed over the fat man, and landed on top of his pelvic region. She let her hair loose, and the fat man was astonished by the beauty that she reflected even in the dim light. Before his astonishment came to an end, Chandramukhi ended his life by slitting his throat with her Golden Dragger.
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The next day, the members of the House, found their religious leader dead beside a moonflower turned red in his own blood.
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Rajini Rewritten Trilogy (Part 1) - Vettaiyan Katha
[Rated R]
Chapter 5 - Chandramukhi
But he who dares not grasp the thorn, Should never crave the rose. - Anne Bronte
Episode 3 - The Spy who Killed Me
Several weeks had passed, Vettaiyan ran in loop the sensation of the soft lips that had carressed him. At a snap of his finger, the matches would light, the woman would bend and the kingdoms would fall, but to the owner of those lips he wished to surrender. After a quick enquiry, he travelled to the whereabout of his Spy. On the way, he stopped at the jungle and gazed at the tall trees - close but seperated at the bottom, and tall but met each other on the top with their sway. For the first time in his dreadful life, he forgot everything, both his childhood horrors and the current insecured life. He walked enjoying the plesant moment through the woods, over the grass, by the lake, singing the song of his heart full of Chandramukhi.
Never he felt such a way - a sight where the prey and its hunter walked hand-in-hand. It was so radical that, Vettaiyan wished to bed Chandramukhi only through her acceptence. He not only wanted her body, but her spirit too. He dreamt about sailing their souls to newer peaks where no man or woman have ever travelled. With all such thoughs battling to win over each other, Vettaiyan reached the city of Narukukana, where Chandramukhi is supposed to be halted. Just as the cities name, that night Vettaiyan's dreams shattered, and this time once and for all.
Gunasekaran was an handsome and a bright young man. During his college days, girls were flocking around him, and he flurted with them using his dancing methods. Ailing from a great dancer family, his rudeness was blunted by Chandramukhi when she won over him in a competition. Since then, they flashed bombs at each other, which eventually blossomed a common reaction between them. Chandramukhi loved Gunasekaran as the moon with the sky, and he resiprocated with pride and compassion. Together they were the perfect couple, a painting painted on the brightest day. She once spoke to her uncle about her affair, and he welcomely assured her that after her principle tasks are overr, soon she could be married to Gunasekaran. Caught between duty and love, Chandramukhi secretly meets Gunasekaran during her secret missions. Opposite to her chambers at the Vetttaiyan Palace, she cunningly set up a school of dance for the coutesans, which was readily approved by the King. This day, Gunasekaran could not let her go, and insisted on eloping with her. She denied, saying that she will take him to her uncle and they can get married through their own dance ceremony.
The charioteer left leaving Vettaiyan with the depressing message. Vettaiyan reached his palace. Dhashakantha did not want to beleive, Vettaiyan wished just to end it. For his love, for Chandramukhi, for himself, he gave a second chance. Early next morning, he looked at the shinning sun through his window and heard the piegions gracefully cooing around their post. He was gald, at the same time sad to induce that The Poet had got his message :
I desire to hunt a Peacock, Will I win my Prey ?
Peep into the nest to see, Whose egg it has laid.
2 days later, while he was having his breakfast, a courtesan announced that the tribes from Keera Mountains have sent him lamb meat. A man carried a basket holding the raw meat and placed it before Vettaiyan. He never bothered to lift his head, but walked back as silently as he had entered. Closing the door, Vettaiyan opened the basket covered with palm leaf. Inside there were serveral fresh meat, still oozing blood. He poured them on the dining table, and took time to look at each piece. He deceided to pick the choosen one - a lamb thigh - where the meat was briliantly stitched to the bone. He cut the tiny invisible thread seperating the meat, and washed the bone. Carved on it, the message read :
Peacock dances with the Rain,
Moving up and down the family grain.
Prey is not what you will gain,
The hunter will deceide who gets the pain.
He droped the bone to Utta, it did not take it. Antha and Kaaga joined the bone without touching it. Chintha marched slowly. She looked at Vettaiyan, who was still starring at the bone, and with one swift cleanup took the bone and smashed it with her powerful jaws.
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Chapter 5 - Chandramukhi
Those wars are unjust which are undertaken without provocation. For only a war waged for revenge or defense can be just. - Cicero
Episode 4 - Provoking the Flames of the Hunter
Gunasekaran finally got the guts to enter the Palace's Administration Chamber. Along with Chandramukhi, he marched through the wide corridors, their ankle bells rhythmically covering the chants of the wind. They were greeted inside by the Palace Ministers, who were exicted to see their performence - a once in a life time spectacle. When Chandramukhi announced to get socially accuinted with Gunasekaran, the well wishers readily accepted to host a ceremony. It was Verman who adviced that they do a performence for the King, and their Leader's happiness is more than a blessing. It was getting dark, and the Palace lamps were lighted, and under special instructions from the Ruler, the decoration resembled a festival of the century. Time passed, and upon hearing the retard over the presidings of the Hunter, the event was announced to commence. Gunasekaran and Chandramukhi gave a breath taking performence. Interrupting their joy, the usherer announced the arrival of Vettaiyan. The monster dogs descended the steps, followed by their master. Vettaiyan, to hide his agony, made sure to mock at each minister on his path to the Throne. The event restarted as soon as he took his seat. Vettaiyan enjoyed the performence, indulging himself by reacting to the dance movements of Chandramukhi & Gunasekaran.
Earlier, after reaching the dance floor opposite to the throne, Chandramukhi whispered to Gunasekaran to keep the event strictly professional, to which Gunasekaran had different thoughts. The only card he had to over-rule Vettaiyan was Chandramukhi. He wanted to show his supremacy to the Undisputed King, and thus, made the wrong mudra by caressing the pelvic area of Chandramukhi infornt of the Administrators of Vettaiyan.
Chandramukhi's instincts made her unhappy with the move done Gunasekaran. Chintha barked, the provocation reached Vettaiyan too. With a sudden gesture, he stood over the steps of his throne and punctuated his displeasure -'laka laka laka' - but converted his anger with 'Swaras', the notes of the octave. He moved around the couple, who have stopped dancing - Gunasekaran realising his mistake & Chandramukhi counting the time to pass, the 'laka laka laka' greeting made by Vettiayan at her when he entered, had an evil signature to it and did not resemble the one from their first meeting.
Gunasekaran head rolled on the ground.
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Reaching the throne, Vettaiyan ordered the ultimate - to see his love burn before him. The last vision Chandramukhi had was of Vettaiyan holding a burning torch, the flames reflecting behind both his eyes. She turned into ashes to fire from Vettaiyan's 'laka laka laka'.
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Siting on the bench, after reading The Poet's message about a wandering stranger in the woods, which ignited the the absence of Chandramukhi, Vettaiyan prepared himself to the meet the dangers, the stanger would bring onto him.
Behind him the evening sun was turning red. The Visions of Vettaiyan failed to forsee that he and Chandramukhi have entered into an eternal loop beyond timeline, that he should not only worry about the present danger but must be fit to face the future even after his death.
Year 2005 : Saravanan arrives at the Farm House on a bullock cart, at the same moment Ganga opens the chest containing the belonging of Chandramukhi.
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Rajini Rewritten Trilogy (Part 1) - Vettaiyan Katha
Epilogue
After listening to the Tales of Oliwechu from the Three Blind Priests, the Stranger with no name rode over the mountain Pushpapatha. Before him was the battle field where he could see a warrior siting on the royal chariot challenging the King's army single handedly.
The Stranger rushed down the mountian and finally reached the battle zone. He rode into the battle field.
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Rated R : Don’t say the old lady screamed; bring her on and let her scream. - Mark Twain
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Legendary truth is invention whose result is reality ; to depict eternal man beneath momentary man. - Victor Hugo
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Chaturmukha - Part 2 - Trimurti Katha
Prologue
The Hitman 47
Vettaiyan spends atleast one day at the Garden Maligai where he tastes Mayil. He wishes to be all alone, not even disturbed by the humming bees. That evening, Vettaiyan was examining the garden rose, the petals were wide and soft. He couldn't escape but allow himself to get immersed it their sweet smell. He caught one of the rose from the bunch and shaked it. Few petals fell down. He bent and picked them one by one and left sliently carrying the one which was much thicker than the other fallen petals. He poured a sort of chemical on it and the petal turned white exposing the message it held :
Knock Knock. Who is there? Knuckles.
Shorter the message immediate the danger and he rushed to his chamber. He shut the doors and waited desperately in the dark. Few hours later, he heard a knock at the door. The uninvited has arrived. He slowly walked to the door, his heart pounding the rythms of death. He saw a human form dressed all black covering head to toe and only the eyes were staring at him. Beside the Killer he held a dragger that glittered in the moonlight escaping through the gaps in the corridor. Vettaiyan backed off and the murderer slowly charged towards him. Vettaiyan could see the smile in his eyes, when suddenly 6 Vettaiyan gaurds who were hiding behind the doors circled the Hitman. Without having any other option, the hitman slit his own throat - he was wrongly informed that Vettiayan would be alone in the Garden Maligai.
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Preface
The half-broken lifeboat reached the shores of the rocky island. The last survivors of Yethi cargo ship crawled to the sands stuffing their water filled lungs with air. Slowly they recovered their visions and before them was the most greenest patures they have seen since boarding Yethi. Hurriedly they entered the thick forest of the Unknown Island and started collecting berries and drinking the sweet nectar from the magical plant that stored its juice in its flower cups. Quenching the thirst and hunger on the way, their path reached a flat surface with trees that grew in circlular pattern, and at the centre there was a huge Tree with climbers falling from their branches. At the bottom of the tree, sat a man of no age fully covered with white sand. The sailors walked on the floor bed of tiny, soft and colorful flowers which led them close to the white form. There was no movement on the Sitting Sage except his loose hair chatting with the breeze. He was so deeply covered with the colourless element that the form was only human with no nose or mouth on the face. A strange calmness surrounded them. The Sitting Sage opened his eyes, which shined as 2 yellow cystals. The sailors who were completely lost, regained their hope and announced to the Sitting Sage how their ship got caught in the monstrous strom and they 12 were the only ones left. The Sitting Sage smiled, he insisted on the word 'monstorous' that was spoken by the sailors. Neither the smile nor the words came out from no lips but still the 12 sailors could hear each word magically ryming with the mystical winds.
'If the strom was monsterous, then what will you call the creatures of the sea.' The sailors looked at each other. Soon the Sitting Sage comforted them that the crawlers of the sea, the creeper of the land and cutters in the wind existed no more, all slayed by Kochadaiiyaan - The Last Demi-God to Walk the Earth.
Chapter 1 - The Adventures of Kochadaiiyaan
The Anagha ship was huge. The bow (head of the ship) of Anagha was of a ferocious lion head with open mouth, just as it would look like before crashing the neck bones of its prey. The tongue was replaced with a huge cannon that spit fire, the bush of flame that would turn anything on its path to black powder. Anagha was modeled to be remodeled anytime. It is a jewel of modifications. At each sides it was equiped with smaller double cannons which launched chain-shots that broke the wideset masts and bomb vessels that weighed the hugest of the ships to sink. At the 4 corners of the deck were the rope guns to send rope lines to capture the enemy ship by entering into their own zone. It held 18 mast and their spars were the hugest, tallest and the heaviest. The cloth can cut through or travel against the wind. The stern (the tail of the ship) was divided into 2 major parts - the far end was coned to leak crude oil and on its back were barrels loaded with flamable chemicals. Its body was several centimeters thick made out of the same family of fine trees, selected and choped by its Captian. Anagha was 3 decked which held the crew cabins in the middle, row platforme at the bottom and on top, the navigation wheels & control positions. On top of the tallest mast was the Signal Post just below the Hoisted flag which held its Trident emblem in red over an yellow background. Nature was its ally that it chatted with the stroms, partied with the whirlpools, played with the pirate ships and rammed its way through the sea rocks.
Anagha was maintained by 63 sailors called the Alwars. They assited their Master who sailed through 7 seas protecting the 18 habours situated on 5 kingoms of allies and enemies. Various other members volunteerly got enrolled, some were the escaped salves traped in islands, others were prisoners of the Pirates and rest were the sea-bed villagers. A fully loaded Anagha with its crew and supplies looked like a fortified floating village, with the Demi-God commanding its wheels.
Six warriors accompained the Saviour - Yudhi, the axeman. Jishan, the archer. Vrikoda, the wrestler. Pandu, the knife-thrower. Deva, the whip. Shama, the Babydoll.
Shama, being the only lady warrior was close to her Master. The rest 5 were faithful to their Boss and together the Magnificient 7 rode the seas escaping it from the dangers. They brought happiness, justice, hope, laughter & friendship to all the dwellers of various kingdoms. In return, thier uncrowned King demanded only peace between the Empires and harmony amoung the people.
Thus, Kochadaiiyaan got the title amoung his worshipers - The Hunter from the Sea.
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Episode 1 - The Sea Monsters
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