Raama Raavanan (രാമ രാവണൻ)

No, dear. Don't cry.

Again arrival to India. Pakistani's play...!

Why don't they call Sukumar for that?

Should they go to Pakistan for such a silly plays?

Rayappa! How long it is since I ordered tea to you...!

Can I get it? - Tea won't walk. I can walk. - Come.

Tiger is roaming on the road.

Is the tiger roaming? Read it.

Tiger is roaming near Paechi hill rocks in between evening 5 P.M and night 10 P.M.

That experienced tiger is walking with 2 legs. Many tourists have seen that.

There won't be any need of circus, then. - You don't start arguing with me.

Here. You have this black tea. Here. You have this medium tea.

Without. - What a costume is this, man?

You man! I'm the tiger about whom this press has described.

I'm going to buy small closing this shop in this costume only.

It's very cool, right?

If forest tigers see me in this get up, they will go leaving me.

Oh no. Why did Madurai come so late?

Why do you bother if the Madurai bus comes late?

Go, man. Will anybody else come and finish the tiffin items those I've prepared?

Stop it. 10 minutes tea time. Whoever wants to take tea. You can go & take.

Dosa. Idly. Vada. 10 minutes time. Anybody can eat it.

Tea. Coffee! - Sir! Can you have this baby for a while? I'll come buying milk.

What do you want?

Having milk & fruits in hands...! Smiling by your sweet lips...!

You come like a colourful peacock.

Five Rupees! Prattling parrot! Tea!

It's a great help. Thanks.

Drink it.

You man! Check it.

Step up into the bus.

Where do you go? - To Trichy. - Remove your cap.

Remove your mask.

Don't cry, dear. - Cute boy!

Jasmine flower! Jasmine flower!

Sir! Jasmine flower, sir. Sir! Come. Jasmine!

How much do you want, sir? - What, girl? I never had seen you here before. Right?

Your flowers are nice.

Hey! What did you say?

Flower! Mogra Flower!

Flower! Sir! Do you want flower, sir?

Jasmine, sir. Red rose is available, sir.

That truck...!

Was your journey comfortable?

Our path is not a fine path, isn't it, Kathiresa?

As our leader wants to make this great poet should be alive...!

We brought you Thiruchelvam here safely.

Can the spring season come as the flowers think about it?

Can the rainfall come as the Earth thinks of it?

Can the spring season come as the flowers think about it?

Can the rainfall come as the Earth thinks of it?

If the sky dreams, can stars appear there?

Can our world get the dawn if human being wishes it?

Can the problems & poverty go off from poor people's life?

Mom! Can the problems & poverty go off from poor people's life?

Mom! Can the problems & poverty go off from poor people's life?

My mom wanted to make me a great poet like poet Kannadasan.

But I could not move through my mom's way.

She may be waiting for my arrival now also. Pity!

Somehow... I want to see my mom.

Let's go.

Mr. Surya Narayanan! Have you come?

A terrorist named Thiruchelvam,

...who got saved in their revolt in Sri Lanka has come to India.

We've got this information clearly.

That terrorist is a poet. We don't know anything about him except this.

Finding that person is a very tough job.

You'd accept that duty, Mr. Surya Narayanan.

This Muthu Lakshmi memorized your poems very well.

Muthu Lakshmi got a work to stand there as a flower vendor.

This house owner Annadurai's son Sundaram also was our man on that day.

But he has got changed now.

We have no other place to stay safely except it.

Nobody can come here.

Village people think this is a haunted house. Go & take rest.

We will be there around this house only.

You'd not come out of this house without Kathiresan or my knowledge.

You are there in a great tension from when you came. Right?

You son! Your dad might have got some great problem.

A severe problem.

I've got a new duty to arrest Thiruchelvam named terrorist.

We don't have his photo. We don't know about his native.

We don't have any information related to that person.

We know his name only. Thiruchelvam.

Then... He is a poet also.

He's entered in India from Sri Lanka.

It's a familiar name.

Related to Sri Lanka...

Surya dear! I know a Thiruchelvam. - Who's that?

A Thiruchelvam,

...who hides in Annadurai named man's house in Madhavikutti's Manomi story.

When a Sri Lankan girl Manomi comes to India to meet Annadurai...

She meets Thiruchelvam & she gets a deep love on him also.

Maya! You don't disturb me now.

You dear! Take your mom.

Who is Thiruchelvam, dad?

He's a terrorist, son.

I've come again to my native land, which I refused & went off.

To the land, where my poems got fame, which I wrote standing in war field.

Oh no. He is killing me. Oh! Somebody come & save me.

You idiot! No. Leave me, man.

Don't kill me. Oh!

Who can come on this hill, lady?

Whoever may come. I dam care about them.

You are my wife.

Husbands will beat & kill their wives.

Nobody can come to question us.

Rascal! How dare you to mess with me?

It's many days since I'm eating my tiffin peacefully like this.

Like my mom gave me.

Can you write a poem again such as "Yezhayin Sorgam"?

I don't know.

Heaven is a dream only for poor people. Only dream.

The situation while writing that poem, has not got changed.

The world has got changed. People's views also have got changed totally.

That's a part of our terrorist movement.

Climate is very chill. Sleep peacefully.

My Mani dear!

Your Krishna's play is enough. How long it is since you started this!

See. It's become late.

I've kept the food ready. If you don't eat like yesterday, my mood will change.

Don't forget it. - I will eat it.

You don't forget to take your lunch like yesterday.

Go, Mani dear. If I don't eat for one day, I won't become weak.

If you become weak without eating properly, who is there for me to beat?

Enough. My pain has not got reduced yet.

Why do you flatter me now? I know about you.

Kiss me fast before somebody looks us.

Naughty! - Oh! It's very late. Shall I go?

This stick is like this. It will trouble this blind man always.

Where did it go?

Who's that? - A wayfarer.

I heard your flute play. It was very nice.

You have a great knowledge in music.

Can I hear your music without any disturbance? - Why so?

Very nice. - My wife wants to hear my music at least 2 times daily.

I have to tell her about the tune also.

She can sleep only then.

Why did you beat that innocent lady last night, then?

Oh no. Did you see that?

I've seen your today's romance also.

Oh. Did you see that also?

You beat her in nights & you show your affection on her in daytime.

Very good.

My wife used to get me drinks on her salary date for every month.

If I drink that, I can be peaceful only if I beat her.

For her also.

Nighttime misunderstanding will get solved also.

That's called life, sir.

You are unable to forget this Sri Lankan girl even after 10 to 12 years.

Her photo also...!

Hey! Don't beat me. I'll kill you.

Aim me, man. kill me.

I didn't enquire. When I came here with a deadly pain...

She gave me water for my thirsty. I didn't expect that she is a Sri Lankan girl.

You only acted against our organization rules. Right?

Love, affection, grace & help are not there in our ground.

Don't you know this?

I loved her.

But I refused her immediately & went to warfield, when you needed my work.

Now... After 10 years...

I'm running out of that war field is...!

Not to get back my love...!

Not for saving my soul also...!

But...

Thiruchelvam!

Don't say good bye...

You are disappeared somewhere...!

You've gone to a long distance somewhere...!

Don't say good bye...

My soul searches you in your memories by your at most affection on me...!

You are disappeared somewhere...!

You've gone to a long distance somewhere...!

Don't say good bye...

Where...? Where are you? I asked the clouds... I asked the rain...

Where...? Where are you?

Breeze & bamboo don't know the details about you.

Rivers and flowers don't know the details about you.

Don't say good bye...

Did the sandal bindhi that I kept on you get disappeared?

Affectionate moon! Did you forget my poems hearing which you got admired?

My inner hearts tells that you will come one day surely.

Your memories are coming in my heart like the moon.

Don't say good bye...

You are disappeared somewhere...!

You've gone to a long distance somewhere...!

Don't say good bye...

Sir! We've got an evidence, which is related to Thiruchelvam.

Don't send here Thiruchelvam again.

His heart loves that Sri Lankan girl Manomi now too.

A terrorist Thiruchelvam is there in Madhavi Kutti's story.

Is this Thiruchelvam only that person?

My dad is Sharath Chenakun, who was born in Mathre.

My mom is Punyakanthi.

We lived in a different way in a building in Vellavattam.

3/4 of that place are Tamilians only.

Doctors. Engineers. Professors. All are Tamilians.

Everybody knows Sri Lankan language.

We are their family friends.

Our life was peaceful.