It was really entertaining running to housefull shows at Chennai and Pondy.Had always missed watching it. The acting skills of the cast is beyond description. We didn't know how one hour went by.The old tamil songs,MGR was all nostalgic .Managed to understand the well knitted stories one after the other though I am not well versed in Tamil.
We had set out to watch two different plays on this beautiful Sunday ,one in the morning and the other late afternoon.
After a kulki chiri happy watching Kindam Charitam we rambled into the cafeteria for some Sabudana wada exchanging plesantaries with the actors and few other known faces.
Since we had some time in our hands took an auto to the Indian Music Experience Museum.it was a well spent one hour.Listening to different sounds of instruments and knowing about the different kinds of instruments.
Experimenting by mixing matching sounds of instrument of our choice.
Learning about different kinds of music and experiencing it by plugging in the headphones.I loved the dhol,on hearing it I go bindaas. Listening to the Dhol is very energizing for me automatically body moves.
I thought my scale was A but it ended being B after testing.
Then loitered around for some more time before leaving to watch the next show at Rangashankara.
The next show was Under the Mangosteen tree.This also ran to full house at Pondy and Chennai and in Bangalore also.
The well stitched stories of Vaikom Muhammad Basheer was beautifully potrayed by the actors to a standing ovation. We had a 10 minute break in between.
Pathummas Aadu was hilarious. The enchanting lovestory of a male and female prisoner on either side of the prison walls was well potrayed as Mathilugal. Love knows no
place and time .
The potrayal of anxiousness to eat "Poovanpazham"which was out of season was equally amazing during the heavy downpour with the river in spate.
The ghost of Bhargavi in the well,with mixed conversations was nicely depicted as Bhargavi Nilayam.
There was a really captivating dance performance which was very noteworthy.The pickpockets were also hilarious.
The old hindi songs playing from the old gramaphone made me nostalgic and added a lot to the authenticity.
Met Late Basheers son and twin grandchildren also.A living legend experience.
After exchanging plesantaries we headed back home with a musical nite in the car.
Got off at my little sisters place to wish her a happy birthday with my gift left at home.
A day well spent with sibling, offsprings and countless others slowly transitioning into sleep mode.
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