Thangalaan (தங்கலான்)

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THANGALAAN

The forest reigns supreme out here.

Now the footprints are turning back.

The stench of blood fills my nostrils, brother.

Let the 'parai' drums resound.

The aboriginals don't spare anyone who goes there seeking gold.

There is no gold there.

There is nothing there except for demons that kill people.

Even recently, five people were killed.

People are lured there with false promises…

…not even their bodies could be recovered.

That's the reason there is a ban on that area.

Frank, who was here before, just wrote some nonsense.

That is all a lie.

Please do not disturb me with this anymore.

Lunch was nice.

Let me take your leave now.

-Hey, Varadha… -Careful!

Where is your mind at?

Still basking in your nuptial bliss?

Your ceremonies are barely over…

and you are already in a hurry to take your wife along to work?

He never listens.

Easy for you to talk, sister. What would you know of my worries?

You sleep way past the rooster's call…

and rise only when the sun hits your ass…

cook, and eat leisurely and then finally head to work.

Yeah, right!

Only I know the hardships that come with that quarter cawnie of land.

At least you own a quarter cawnie. Can't say that about us.

Unless we start working in the fields before dawn…

our livelihood will go for a toss.

The landlord will surely ruin my happiness.

Eww! Mind your language.

Isn't that the truth? Would the landlord spare latecomers?

-See you, sister. -Okay, Arasani.

Oh, shush. Keep it down.

The day has just begun.

Now, where did that boy go…?

Asoka!

Asoka!

What is it, Mom?

I am by the peepal tree.

You're off so early to sit and daydream?

Everyone's off to work at the crack of dawn.

But look at my man here.

Like the tale of the king who went to hunt pigs…

he is cosily tucked in and curled up.

Hey, you.

Wake up, man.

Wake up, you.

Calm down, you. Calm down.

Shit!

You scream as though you're possessed. Look, you've scared the kids.

You play this same tune every morning.

It's fine, dear.

Oh my, I was just jesting.

Woman…

How often must I tell you not to rouse me from sleep?

If something were to happen to you, what would I tell my children?

Why bother? Your children don't even need me.

All that's left is for you to suckle them, you shameless man.

Really, what goes on in that mind of yours?

Look at them having a laugh. Get up. Let's go.

Come on kids, let's go.

Hello, mate.

Tell me, mate!

You know that shiny fabric with silver borders that the landlord's wife wears?

I want one of those made for Gunavathi.

Done, mate. I will make one.

You're crowing too loud. The cavalry might just answer your call.

You are quite the father to your kids.

Why don't you ask your beloved what she desires?

Girl, Thangalaan belongs to you.

Uh-huh. These words that wash away like tracks in the rain don't sway me.

Get this clear… for this harvest festival,

you better buy me the kind of blouse that the landlord's wife wears.

Or I'll snatch that proud nose of yours, be warned.

Listen to your mother, kid. She's dreaming for a second youth.

Why? I'm still in my prime.

You don't have to do it for nothing.

For every dress you gift me, I'll birth you a child.

Huh?

You think this works like a barter?

You can never repay me, you indebted woman.

I'll get you a hundred dresses.

Will you bear a hundred children?

I will. Buy me, and I will.

-How, my woman? -Like that, that's how.

Hara Hara Govinda Govinda!

Hara Hara Govinda Govinda!

Om Namo Narayana!

Om Namo Narayana…

What are you babbling? Raise your hands.

-Achuthaya Namaha… -Achuthaya Namaha…

-Om Ananthaya Namaha… -Om Ananthaya Namaha…

So, here's the thing…

you aren't from an oppressed community.

Yes… you are the children of Lord Perumal.

Perumal's children, eh?

From now, avoid cow meat and stop mingling with those slum-dwellers.

Got it? We are a different folk.

We must follow specific rules and ways.

After our death, our liberated bodies must ascend to Lord Narayana's realm.

Get it? Hey, Asoka.

Don't just be gawking at me.

Come and wear the holy thread. Join our side.

Hey Asoka!

His mother, for heaven's sake! Scram now.

I will be back, priest.

Asoka…

I was right here, watching the priest.

So when are you going to become a Brahmin?

Sure, he will.

Gengu wants all the slum folks to don the thread.

Didn't I tell you to keep away from him?

Holy ancestor Gengamma, Mother Kanniyamma!

It's nothing, it's alright.

That is it.

"The eastern sky shines bright Shimmering clouds gleaming light"

"Dreams we cradled dearly have taken flight"

"Grains glittering like gold fill our sight"

"Seeds we sowed with care Now have sprouted through the air"

"Gone are those days Of serving our masters"

"The fruit of our labour in these lands Are now in our hands"

"Those glass bangles, oh my!"

"While I'm busy reaping these grains"

"While I'm busy reaping these grains, my dear… They're stealing my attention"

"My youthful reaper, standing tall"

"I'll heed your wishes And be a fine wife, my husband"

"Oh my young husband my sweet husband"

"I turn crimson when our hands touch"

"I feel secure when you break into a blush"

"I shall even bestow a deed just so you feel secure"

-"For real, my love? -Of course, dearest"

"They strung you like a precious pearl chain, those sweet in-laws of mine"

Dad, how does the landlord own so much land…

when we have so little?

Didn't you know? These lands once belonged to your father's ancestors?

You better believe it, all of this land is ours.

The Zamindars, Jagirdars

-and the taxmen… -Hey, do not touch me!

…were instigated and backed by the British lords.

They tricked us and took our lands.

Land must belong to those who toil in it.

How can it belong to those who don't toil?

"Husband, you promised to adorn me in gold when you asked for my hand"

"But now I'm toiling under the scorching Sun"

"Now I'm toiling under the scorching Sun"

"My golden chariot"

"How sweetly you ask me to adorn you in gold"

"How sweetly you ask me"

"Adorn yourself with these golden grains my golden treasure"

"Adorn yourself with these golden grains my golden treasure"

"While I lug stacks of the day's yield My competitive husband matches my zeal"

"My farmlady, who stands tall in the farm…"

"My farmlady, who stands tall in the farm No man can ever match your form"

"My sweet wife! Bring on the meat curry"

"My dear leftover porridge! Here comes the landlord, get thrashing"

"Nightfall will soon be upon us We must secure the cattle"

"Let's work with pride and lead a prosperous life"

Hey, come and eat a little.

I don't want. You eat.

Hey, Gengamma.

Are you asleep?

Yes, I am.

Dad!

Hey…

-Kids, you're still awake? -Nagamma…

I'm not sleepy, Mom.

Of course you aren't, you night-demons.

Tell us a story and we'll sleep.

I'll smack you to sleep!

Mom, you don't need to tell us. Dad will.

-What story, my dear? -A spooky tale, Dad.

-Dad, tell us the one with Aarathi… -When you were trapped hunting for gold.

Dad, tell us. Tell us!

Dad, tell us.

No, that one will scare you, dear.

Hey, all. Quiet down.

Dad, tell us. Tell us. Tell us!

What kind of children have you birthed? Little monsters.

-Please tell us, Dad. -Alright, I'll tell you.

I will tell you the story. But listen closely, alright?

So…

Long, long ago…

just like what you see over there…

there was a terrain of rolling hills.

Beyond the hills, forests and river…

there was a place called Aanamalai (elephant hills).

An elephant?

Not an elephant,

but a mountain that looks like an elephant.

The forest echoed with the rumble of the elephants,

roaring leopards, and wild pigs.

There was a massive river there called Ponnar (golden river).

At the bank of that river…

Our king, returning victorious from a battle with a rival kingdom…

while leading his large army back home…