Rajnikanth, A versatile hero - Few scenes/movies of Rajni, one can never forget that easily..

Rajnikanth is an emotion :) Just as the calendar shows Dec 12.. I just thought of some blissful performances of our thalaivar.

Many of my friends think he makes only action movies and survives only because of his USP - the style swag.. 

Trying to come up with some scenes in movies that might not be so popular yet worth watching.. Versatility of our own thalaivar.. 

Mood : Comedy

1. Interview scene from thillu mullu. In fact, all the scenes in that movie.. Laughter riot..

One can never forget the way Rajni scores in the interview. The way he manages all the questions is totally a milestone in rajni's dialogue delivery and comedy performances.

2. The Toyota car challenge scene from Ninaithaalae Inikkum

The challenge is to throw and catch a cigarette 10 times without a single miss. Here again, it's poornam viswanathan with whom thalaivar performs in such a way that, it is easily one of the most interesting scenes in the whole movie.

3. Snake scene from thambikku endha ooru

How can we even forget this scene.. The snake entering through the whole while thalaivar is reading something interestingly. He notices the snake only in the last minute and rest is a big laughter. 

4. Muthu

When Meena teaches a wrong word in malayalam and rajni gets beaten for the same.. Hilarious!

Mood : Sogam (sadness)

1. Aarilirindhu arubadhu varai

As the story progresses, I am sure thalaivar would extract tears in our eyes. But the epic scene in that movie is the one where he eagerly comes to show his published story to his wife and she dies in the fire accident. Other scenes include his brother humiliating him and sister asking him not to come and throwing the toys bought by him. 

2. Muthu & Arunachalam : Vidukathayaa song and Thalaimaganae kalangaathey song.

The same house and master to whom he was loyal sends him out of the house and muthu (thalaivar) being truly innocent of what has happened, would be clueless and helpless. Similarly in arunachalam, Vadivukkarasi would have portrayed a strong role to send rajni out of the house. 

Mood : innocence

1. Annamalai without a doubt.. 

The young Rajni who talks to manorama when sarathbabu is there in initial scenes..

2. Bhuvana Oru Kelvikkuri

If you have seen this movie bhuvana oru kelvikkuri, I am sure you are missing a different version of rajni. He would have been so innocent and sivakumar would have exploited it totally..

3. Linga  

Had you noticed that expression when he tells "ellaam mela irukravan paathuppaan" or that scene where he blows fire for applam.. Suttaalum sangu Niram.. Tears!

4. Baasha

Who can forget the famous baasha first half scene where aanandharaj would have tied our thalaivar around the pole and he smiles innocently..

Mood : villainism

1. Endhiran

Meheh.. Black sheep.. Vaseeee.. What a modulation and dialogue delivery...

2. Moondru mudichu

Manavinaigal yaarudano... Maayavanin vidhivalaigal.. That song where he rows the boat.. Rajni and kamal duo making their mark. 

3. Ilamai oonjalaadugiradhu.. 

The movie beautifully captures thalaivar's expression. Rajni Kamal duo again... :) 

4. Netrikan

this movie is another example of rajni's versatility. Just watch the introduction scene of the elder rajni and you will realize the SWAG :) 

Mood : Bhakthi

1. Sri Ragavendrar 

Almost all the scenes in the movie. Mainly the ones where he turns the akshadhai black, or he gives a nose cut to sathyaraj or even the scene where he rescues a dead boy alive. 

2. Baba

Not sure if many would agree.. Sakthi kodu song was actually giving me goosebumps in that age.. I was in class 8 then!! :)

Mood : Others realizing his charm

1. Baasha - 

Thangamagan song starting.. When that nagma dad hands over nagma to manikkam after realizing he is baasha

2. Linga

When the king throws a party on his birthday to foreigners and governor himself is respecting him..

3. Kabali

When he talks stylishly from an island with his daughter right next to her after being shot by gun and surviving it.. Kabali da!!

Mood : Emotion

1. Thalabathi 

Realizing Arvind swami is his brother..

2. Padayappa 

When he tries to convince his sister crying for nasser calling off her marriage..

Mood : Revenge mode.

1. Padayappa 

The way he puts up the cigar after interval and walks fast while soundarya tries to stop him.. With the bgm from ARR,  it's a sheer magic..

2. Naan sigappu manidhan and Mr.Bharath 

  

The movies involve a revenge taking scenario.. Even other movies like naan mahaan alla & thai veedu, Siva etc involve revenge taking plots. 

3. Sivaji the boss ..

Almost all the scenes after interval

Genre : Expressions/Acting skills

1. Johnny

Credits to Illayaraja & Mahendran, this movie is a musical romantic piece where the rajni would have played the conman and a barber. Both those roles would be entirely different and an example for showcase of rajni's acting skill. 

2. Mullum Malarum

Again, the Mahendran/Illayaraja combo and this time, he plays the role of an elder brother. Carrying out the role of the winch operator and his encounters with sarathbabu - this movie stands out for rajni's reallistic performance. 

3. Polladhavan

This movie shows a different kind of rajni where he is externally hard rough guy and soft hearted inside. That too when lakshmi realizes why Manohar (Rajni) is so arrogant, the story justifies the portrayal of rajni's character in the first half. 

Mood: Style/Action

1. Billa

One of the best movies where rajni plays a Don and also another role and impersonation happens later. One of the most interesting movies in thalaivar's career. Post this movie, he was known to play the Don roles effectively (ranga Baasha)

2. MurattuKaalai

Action packed simple plot rajni movie and he comes in slightly different get up on a village backdrop. 

And the list goes on and on.. Be it the doctor role in chandramukhi or the singer in veera .. be it action packed or performance oriented.. Rajni continues his swag.. I am sure there are much more.. and finally!!

Happy birthday thalaivaa!!

Swathi incident - What's the point in continuous discussions and arguments?

My younger brother is is still having the black pic just as a sign of protest from nirbhaya case times. But what's the use of me and him only 'talking' about this. What change does it gonna make if he is retaining the black dot pic as his fb display pic.. And yes.. If change has to begin in the attitude of men, it can't come overnight. He and me have decided not to talk but do something sensible. We have started this from our family. It's not about showing off we have done this and that.  We have spoken too many things for too long and just we are talking only. And yes. No more talking this time. It's about questioning self. What is that you have done to safeguard the women around you.

What's that you did to ensure that your ma and sisters, friends in girls, Grandma and everyone stay safe.

Do they know to differentiate between What's normal and what's abnormal and risky.

Do they know what to do if they are being stalked or attacked.

Do they know when to carry and use a pepper spray?

But more than all these, do you know what is more important. It's about how we look at them. Until we start really seeing women as a co human being, there is no point in talking about these things.

So. What's actually stopping and blocking us?

To be honest, nothing. At least in the last generation, men claim to have ego. Man were considered as dominant and that was only because women folk didn't really come out of their shells. Women were unnecessarily glorified beyond threshold levels that any normal act they do breaking their shells, seems to be really haunting men.

That's why, at least a bunch of eyebrows raise when you find a girl casually smoking in a tea shop outside the big buildings. We have developed the skills to finely judge women just with superficial shallow observations.

We, men, say we are happy about women folk equally participating in the build up of the Society. But then, it's time we introspect about what our real intentions are. When is the last time, you lamented that a girl in your own rank was given a better perk just because she was a girl. Women at workplace, work hard, balance their work and personal life and when they are successful, they had to encounter this comment either directly or indirectly. "Oh she was a girl!!" and she got this. That's the reason, though they are really successful and deserving, people put women in a situation that they had to prove their positions won.

Again, let me not generalise any specific bunch of people. Unfortunately, the same happens everywhere. We are good at spotting identities for the person in consideration, and we really brand them based on that.

And finally the root cause for such a happening. It's our inability to accept the reality.

In fact it makes me think, that is the exact reason when this guy who stalked this girl couldn't admit the reality that she didn't reciprocate. He didn't know to vent out his helplessness. He took the extreme step to stab her.

What are we supposed to do to avoid this happening to any other girl in future. It all needs to be done in a sceptic wholesome way.

Naturally, let's assume the legislations, security and vigilance would be tightened up. As an individual, what's our responsibility in this?

1. Boys to be taught that girls are not aliens and they also possess heart like boys. Girls also came to this earth to exist and not for any specific purpose. Everyone is to be mutually protected.

2. It's disheartening to see that we are too much engrossed in our tasks that we take minimum or zero efforts when some crime happens in front of us. Though there are practical difficulties like the way you might be treated once you are a witness for a crime, or your personal work ahead of you, you should realize that there is one soul that can be saved by your shrewd attention.

3. Instead of telling the girls to stay Indoors to avoid issues, teach them all sort of self defense. Ensure they are made to realize that they are powerful from within. One such girl in a classroom of 50 might inspire the rest 49. Make them aware of all the law provisions.

4. Use your weapon. Even your phone camera could be a weapon. How many such cameras, the convict can hide himself from. The simple act of a click of a photograph, could be a life time help for the victim's family.

5. More importantly, it's our duty to exhibit and conduct ourselves setting the role model. A boy, who sees his dad beating his mom at his house, will try to physically attack a girl outside. What you sow, so you reap.

So.. Instead of just talking about the whole incident and speculating what could be the cause or effects, let's realize where we went wrong. Of course, the agony still prevails. But what's the point in merely feeling sad about this??

Me Amma and my lethargy

When we hear the term business continuity plan, I normally tend to associate that with operations considering it as a back up plan in case of any threat. Never had I realized, I would encounter one in my life. With all the blessings of almighty, I have a completely supportive mother who not just takes care of me, but all the others in my entire family. Today morning, when I returned home from office at about 4 am she was having high temperature which I forgot to notice. My dad was getting ready to go to the railway station for booking tatkal ticket and my mom was preparing coffee for him. She started screaming in pain when the moment I returned home from dropping my dad in the station.
I looked at my watch and it was just 5.45 am. I felt her high fever when I touched her forehead. I thought I would take her to the hospital at 8 am. I made her sleep in mat and I headed to my sound proof air conditioned room to sleep till 8. Just fifteen minutes after that I got a call in my mobile. It was my mom. She never spoke.. She just screamed..
All I could hear was my name only.. She was crying out with my name
I rushed to that place. She has felt the hell of the pain as she struggled from even getting up and kind of squatted from that room to the hall where we had the phone.
Me and my brother woke up and rushed to the hall. My mom was struggling and it was damn hot fever which I couldn't touch her continuously and lift her up. She was continuously telling my name.
Is that because if she tells my name her pain reduces or me being a worser pain than her present one.
I immediately took her to hospital and greatly was supported by my flat neighbours.
She got better after an injection and I meanwhile made some shuttle trips between home and hospital for catering the needs.
She woke up and the first question she asked me was.. 'Did you and vichu easy something or had your coffee?'. Before I could reply something, she immediately spoke. She informed us the place where the ironed clothes are kept for my brother who has to leave for the office in next thirty minutes
I consoled that I shall take care of everything, though I dunno even a bit of what's actually happening in my house.
In next thirty minutes, my entire flat started visiting my mom to enquire about her health one by one.
One side I felt very happy for so many people wishing and praying for my mother to get all soon and at the same time, I was actually not really up to the task of replacing my mom's place for a day in my house.
My dad has to leave to Kerala tomorrow night and he has gone to St.Thomas mount station just to book tatkal train ticket.
My mom has soaked all his clothes, some ten shirts in total and she has to clean it by the day.
She already expressed the priority of this task in half sedation.
Then comes my clothes. Thank god she did not soak them. We have some plumbing works to be done and the golu stand has to be restructured.
We were already in middle of shifting the house, which we had rented till now and that's in half way.
And on top of all these, my mom takes care of a working women's hostel and an old age home in our area, run by women India association. She is also the president of Nehru nagar maadhar Sangam (Local ladies club for philanthropically designed activities). Can water advance, gas booking follow up, DTH recharge, mobile and Internet bill, current bill for all the three houses we dwell currently, packing items for my dad and brother, Maintenance of pooja plan for my flat temple. The list goes on and on... Immediate priority works were less in number. Thank god!
Now I am unable to sleep. I had arranged people one by one. Made my brother reach station in time for his office, managed everything without informing my dad and making him tensed.
Meanwhile I made my Patti to take care of my mom and I tried to sleep since my eyes have turned blood red in colour now.
I couldn't.. I couldn't even keep a step outside. I wanted to be along with my mother. She is sleeping now due to medicine effect. Even then, I don't feel like turning back to head to the room and sleep though I had arranged all back up and implemented all high priority tasks
Didn't know whom to cry out all these things.. Just putting all these to my blog.

NH45 .. The Road Trip

Trying to pen down some peculiar experiences of my life in recent years, I try to accumulate my thoughts. 

 

Trips to Chennai 

Going to Chennai from my college in Thanjavur-Trichy highway was always one big time interesting experience to me. While my other friends were too busy in packing planning and booking tickets, I was almost half the way in the journey. I had company with few likeminded people who loved traveling. I am a traveler who travels without a proper plan encountering adventurous thrilling and even bizarre experiences. Travel has always been my passion and I never planned my journeys.  In the initial first year I have faint memories of my dad booking a train ticket to me. Then on, it’s my decision about the mode. I have come in buses, trains, tempo traveler; lift in cars and even in a truck. Only thing left to try out is the first class in train.

I take up the day journeys like the mission Chennai trip where I would aim to reach Chennai at the earliest. I used to get down in Chennai Trichy highway in a place called paal pannai which is the nearest stop from my college in the highway. I block the buses on the way to Chennai and board them and this particular day I met one childhood friend of mine from my village with whom I was talking for some minutes in a tea stall there. When enquired, he said he works as a cleaner in a lorry agency and he offered me a lift to Chennai that afternoon.

I instantly accepted and I made the driver as a friend and we started towards Chennai. With Illayaraja songs on the way and interesting discussions, it was made one of the best ever journeys I had ever taken up. The lorry driver was narrating his experiences of a typical lorry driver encounters. He was a Rajni fan to my surprise and we were eagerly discussing about the ROBOT movie too. And we had a Tea party in a shop and before I offered to pay the bill the driver already has finished with that.  He got so excited that he was introducing me to everyone whom he met in that route in which he drove regularly. I was even shocked about the amount that a lorry agency pays in toll booths.

My friend, the cleaner of the lorry dropped his schooling in 6th standard and he worked at various places in and around Trichy. I realized the recent droughts of the decade from 1999 to 2009 played a worst impact on delta farmers and their kids were being sent to work. 

It was about 9:30 in the night we crossed SRM and he said in an apologizing tone that he had to take the Chennai Bye Pass road and he cannot drop me in my area, which is Chromepet. I was caught by his love and I had just realized from my friend that he had a son who passed away recently.  To my surprise, the Lorry driver was stunningly knowledgeable that he had read Sci-fi novels of Sujatha, a tamizh writer and he could even narrate an incident from that.  One day’s journey has taught me so many things.

When I happily narrated these to my roommates, they started laughing and I could not react anything. But this news had spread like anything to all that even the newly met friends identified me with this incident. I am least bothered and all I could feel is everyday gives you a new lesson. My passion to travel still continues and lot many new adventures I encounter. I even met a group of one MLA supporters sarcastically passing comments about the Govt in an unreserved compartment journey in guruvayur express. Hoping for many such experiences, I still travel…

What India really wants from me??

I write this not after seeing “Rang de Basanthi” for the nth time. Nor after going through the articles of Delhi Gang rape case and surely not after I listen to all the pep talks in the youth forums. I got this question after observing this incident which I am going to describe now. Let me assimilate the answer to my original question “What I owe to my country?! “

I was travelling in a town bus bubbling with students of middle school crowding every possible space available in the bus. I always like to listen to what the gang of young boys near me discuss about and was keeping my ears open. Undoubtedly there was an argument and surprisingly it was not a Rajni-Kamal, Vijay-Ajith, Sachin-Sourav or Sachin-Ponting clash. It was about our bloody nation and when every other guy was complaining about this nation, there was one particular poor fellow, who was actually arguing for India and was answering every possible question thrown to him. I started feeling as if he was the wholesome representation of what we call as hope in this present bizarre situation of our country.

Of course, I could observe that he was over-patriotic forgetting realities and they even mocked at him when he said one day we will be in corruption-free, pollution-free India. He slapped me with the fact that I and the gang and even majority of youth are completely shame-less when it comes to mockery about the Nation. Have we realized too much about the cobwebs of present reality that we laugh heartily about every mockery about India and legal system, Govt set-ups. Shouldn’t we feel ashamed to enjoy a day off every Jan 26 and Aug 15 as we celebrate “Republic” and “Independent Governance” system on those particular days of the year!  I asked his name and shrewd came the reply! “Vivekanandan”, he said and aptly named, I felt. 

                          

I just recapitulate who am I? Am I that insignificant individual in this widespread nation declaring myself as a personification of “Commonness” observed in this nation? Surely not!!!  I closed my eyes and started visualizing what comes to my mind when I think of nation.

• Millions of Devotees queing up a line in Tirupati Velankanni & Nagore with Hopes

• IITians in Village schools and farming & youth working for some cause.

• A big crowd gathering around the Rajpath holding candles for every little thing that has a social impact (Right from Anna hazare, Jessica case and to the Delhi gang rape).

• A village school kid in uniform pedalling his bicycle with his fullest strength competing with a truck and laughing heartily. The way he carries his school bag while doing so looks even more stylish.

So many scenes... Lining up… Travelling through the leaps and bounds of this widespread nation... With millions of people diverse in almost every aspect, there is something that’s unique with every Indian. On looking close to the eyes of every Indian who works hard in the straight forward way, who has a sound sleep at night despite power-cut, for his tiring breadwinning efforts in day, who understands that everything happening around him is corrupted despite him being straight, I found the ultimate reality that literally drives them.

It is not the hope for a better tomorrow but a blatant truth that nothing can be done as of today. I smile at the cartoons depicting what Vivekananda would have done had he been on Facebook where he updates a status and millions like it instantly. Maybe, quite a fact but the mere liking itself, I believe, would have created impact.

That boy’s name was still resonating in my mind along with the above thoughts. Vivekananda asked for 100 youngsters with strong heart and mind to work with determination. Today we have thousands and we still are clueless about the genuine Vivekananda. Even that might be purposeful to realize the one in us.

I am not here to appeal or argue or justify anything but yelling out what was aching my mind thereafter. I close this article abruptly with a pledge I took on this “National Youth Day”.

• I shall not vote for a Government that I feel would continue to make the system more corrupt (I shall try to find the genuine one with my optimism)

• I shall not claim that I have done something patriotic after updating “Happy Independence day” in Facebook

• I shall not litter anymore my nation physically. It is already filled with litter and liquor.

• I am not a Mahatma or Netaji to just fight for the nation or for a cause leaving off my routine. But I shall pay tax, follow rules, and would try maximum to keep the cloud around me, as corrupt-free.

• If technology puts an end to misery and if I could help in that reaching to mass people, I shall endorse it.

I sum up and end with a humble request. Think of the farmer who is going to commit suicide next. What if the victim of tomorrow’s road accident caused by drunken drive is your kith and kin?

Ponder over the images of the malnourished kids of North Indian villages before you waste food next time. The child which was about to be treated by the Late victim of Delhi rape… Tomorrow’s leaders from the village that was set ablaze for condemning inter-communal love marriages…

Our country is full of uncertainties. A multi-millionaire in Bhuj district on 26^th January Morning 2001 was clueless about his fortune, the same noon. A fisherman from Andhra, in sea on 26 December 2004 never thought he would turn a God by saving few lives. People say “its hell” in crowded Mumbai suburb trains and least they would have expected that it would really be one on a July 11 day. Even luxury is not completely safe, argues a proof of concept in Marine drive in Mumbai. But our “legal system” was able to keep the accused safe for almost a year.

In this country with lot of uncertainties and at this juncture of omni-potent corruption, I frankly admit that I do not have the fullest energy to kindle the Swamiji in us. But still I would try as I see HOPE as an acronym for Having OPtimistic Expectations.

I wish to be the squirrel that helped to bridge Lanka and India without expecting mother India to caress my spine with her fingers.

The ITC Grand Chola Chennai – In the lap of luxury..

I am writing this at 3 AM now and still I am damn excited about the day that has just gone. A star hotel entry?? Me?? It would have been a joke had there been no Indiblogger. A scene from a Tamizh movie flashes in my mind. A local boy hero will travel for the first time in plane and the heroine, his Manager would ask him if he is travelling in flight for the first time. The hero would giggle and say,”This is the first time, that I even see a plane”. And that was my expression, this morning.

The moment I made entry with my Bike in the afternoon, I was given a “Valued Guest” tag for parking. There started the exciting day, with me completely amused with the hospitality. The amusement is continuing even now. I entered and made few friends and before I was directed to the “Rajendran” hall for the registration, I simply went around the Main courtyard out of my inquisitiveness. The marvel and splendour blended with luxury reflecting in each and every pillar and corridor, I couldn’t simply resist myself from gazing around.

I entered “Rajendran” hall, which was a perfect example for Humility and not “Showing-off”. Spread over a lakh sq.ft and with a whooping capacity up to 2000 guests, this hall looked very timid initially. But then, when I realized that, it’s just a part of mighty “Rajendran”, I was flabbergasted. I literally walked the entire corridor like a kid, to see how big it would be on a full house occasion.

                                                       

Now, soon after the registration, I met my schoolmates, Ganga and Sahitya known for electrifying every occasion since school. Then on, I moved to maximum possible gangs of informal chats and made few friends. It was amazing to know the new dimensions of blogging, right from wooden carpentry, Digital photography, Android applications, tasty delicacies and recipes and what not… Once we kick started with 60 seconds of Introduction, I introduced myself as the kid of the hall as I was just a year old in Blogging. After few jolly fun events, we started the awesome journey of ‘tour de Chola’ and not to forget the awesome evening snack we had. I was confused, what to take and what to drop.

My team of ten members, with Neelam & Shafiq, our lovely and patient guides, started our entourage around the splendour. No wonder we had lesser time in knowing the complete architectural splendid bliss about the “ITC Grand Chola”. 

The Majestic Entrance:

We were first taken to the Main entrance where, we were explained on the way as how the ITC’s tradition of professional hospitality blends with the cultural splendours of “ITC Grand Chola”. It was simply awesome and we couldn’t stop ourselves from clicking pictures. Be it the highly comfortable cushions in the waiting lounge near the entrance, or egg shaped couches that cuddled with us when we sit giving us a perfect soothing, it was completely mind-blowing.

Then we were taken across the retail Outlets of ITC, which boasts of branded apparels and the hand-made artistic chandeliers above us and the metal coated finishing symbolizing the power of antiques distracted me despite our pretty looking guide’s serious explanation.

The Suites:

When we entered the suites and rooms, I never felt like going out. It was comfort personified and with the designs customized to the guest expectations, these suites amused me to an extent that I was wondering what not could be done with these iPads provided in every room. When I said, I never feel like coming out, my guide hinted that more exquisite things are to be seen and I quickly got ready for more excitement.

The Eat-outs:

When you first checkout the Madras pavilion, you tend to think this three meal dining experience would be the best. But then, we enter the Café mercara and I could not stop myself from getting distracted of those Changing colour ambience.  Then we made it to the Peshawri, for north-west delicacies, I was too busy in checking out the menu. Now comes the ultimate delight in the forms of Royal vega, PAN ASIAN and Ottimo, the to-be soon functional restaurants. The delighting part is the amount of work, ITC has put in research and ground work for these thematic eat-outs.

Beyond the eatery…

With a mood for some rocking party with the discotheque, one should never miss I-Place, the fun-pub, as they portrait. For a serene, soft and peaceful time at the bar, the Tranquebar always embraces the guests. Not to forget, The Cheroot and Nutmeg for some envigorating smoking session and for some tasty pastry gourmet stuff, respectively.

Relax..

To burn the mental stress, we have the kayakalp spa and to burn extra calories, just in case of yummy cuisines here, we can hit at the state of the art Gym and customized swimming pools at the 5^th floor of the building. One should never miss the breath-taking view of the busy city from here.

Then we headed back to our Rajendran and by this time, we were told about the importance of promoting and preserving the performing and fine-arts. The ITC Grand Chola provides a perfect ambience for an art-exhibition or a soft music concert.

The interesting part…

Here comes the interesting chat with Neelam, wherein the inquisitive blogger in me posed many questions to her. And from her patient answering, I was able to figure out few facts like…

 The world’s most green hotel whose maximum electricity comes via wind-mill sources of ITC.

Try hitting the entrance barricades with a robust BMW truck and you would end up in damaging its body, my fellah. Regression tested secure barricades and fool-proof security measures ensuring the safety of guests round the clock. (I had pointed out the 26/11 incident for this)

Now, Airport is at a throw-away distance and having placed in the heart of the city, ITC Grand Chola boasts with so far the best connected and the most luxurious hotel in the city. 

Now, in Rajendran, we had the announcements for best tweets and finally even I got luckier with as I got this prize for everyone. My team had won a tweety prize, as well.

After the photo session and with “Thank you” and “Bye”, I made several new friends and thanks to ITC Grand Chola for the wonderful evening of my life. With these happy moments and with a surprise gift of a Peshwari dinner, My evening got lit up completely and it continued to glitter through my late night updates and tweets.

ITC Grand Chola - A dream come true in the lap of luxury..