Thorati (தொரட்டி)

THORATTI (Plucking Tool)

Ramanathapuram District.... Early 80's

We are nomadic shepherds.

Our job is during the period between the cultivation and harvest.

We set temporary pen for the goats...

And make the land fertile with goats' feces.

We keep moving from one place to another.

Evenn now we are going to uncle Marudhappan's village for a living.

Nallaiah's family would be awaiting.

Have to take him before 'the village head' leaves.

Have to meet 'The village head'.

You can meet him at the cattle shed.

Excuse me, sir.

Welcome Marudhappa. - Greetings, sir..

I was just thinking of you.

Greetings, sir.

I myself wanted to meet you. - Oh!

The harvest is over. You can set up the pen in our land.

Got it?

Only after you are done with your work, I can spread the manure.

Sir... ! - Advance amount? - Not at all.

He is Mr. Nallaiah.

Greetings. - He is my distant relative.

He is from Ramanathapuram district.

The drought has driven them here.

Is it raining cats and dogs here?

It's just drizzling then and there.

God has plans for everyone.

Then you can set the pen tomorrow and proceed.

Also in the vacant place of the temple...

You can ask him to build a hut.

Hey!!!

What's this? Focus on your job.

We will take leave. - Thanks.

We will take leave. - Thanks.

Excuse me! - Yes, sir.

You will begin the job with a 'Kidai choru', isn't it?- Of course, sir.

Let me join it as well. - Definitely.

Oh God!

My goodness.

Thank God.

The jamuns are making me go crazy.

I have to punish my tongue.

Even then I'm not sure of the results.

This is to be blamed for everything.

Once for all.

Are you going on a long trip?

Just to the market to buy groceries.

Nallaiah is hosting 'Kidai Choru'.

To buy the requisites for the feat.

Stay cautious.

Will be back soon.

Prayer for the Lord Pillayar and the food bestowing land.

The natural forces...

And the cattle make the land fertile.

We welcome Lord Karuppa to save the flock.

Let the barren lands bloom...

Let the dry trees flower...

Let the seeds sprout...

Bless us Oh God!

Forgive our sins...

Accept our offerings...

Bless our generations to cherish!

Our job has begun...

The east has thrown a light on our paths.

The land is our home...

The cattle is our kin...

Our labour makes the land fertile.

It rains three seasons.

Crops grown in all directions.

Dividends for all...

Like rain showering a barren land...

Love cherishes all.

Our poverty doesn't stop from sharing love.

Like a dormant bermuda grass...

My heart is preserving your love.

Rain and Sun are our kin and kith.

We need none others for support.

When we take the flock for a graze...

Our folk songs echo through the topography.

It's a custom here.

Someone has marked it for them. Grab someother dung.

Cattle is our deity.

Seems to be a hard working lad.

Let's get our daughter married to him. - I echo it.

When we lay on the banks of the streams...

It makes us forget all our worries.

The widespread sky narrates thousands of stories to us.

The fertile land...

Gets nourished by us...

We are the nomadic shepherds.

Greetings! - Who are you? What do you want?

We are the nomadic shepherds currently staying in the neighboring village.

I was informed that you are done with the harvesting.

Before the next sow...

If we setup a pen and fill the land with manure...

Land's fertility will be enriched and the outcome will be doubled.

Obviously you will earn as well.

That should be the primary reason.

Carry on. - Thanks.

Have this, dude.

Silver wrist chain.

My petty contribution.

See how smart I'm.

A bag of rice.

We have to be least bothered about the food for quite some time.

Why are you staring at me?

It's high quality seeraga samba rice.

I tested it myself.

Let him go. Why are you hitting him?

Looks like fat lady's chain.

Don't take the rice. Give it.

I can't accept your offer.

It's my rice. - I can't give it for your price.

When he can't give it for your price why are you behind his back?

Mind you business. He stole my rice.

My rice...

Why do you do such things?

Please stop.

The rogue stole my rice.

If you can give me a lift, we can catch him.

If you can give me a lift, we can catch him.

I will split his head into two.

There he goes. Chase him down.

What's it? Air check?

It's sufficient.

I don't get you.

Leave me.

Oh my God!

You scoundrel. Are you a thief as well?

I'm not sure of the reason. But food is what lures me first.

Ignore him. He is a glutton.

He's up with his calculations. - How much would it fare?

Let's deviate the conversation.

We have rice to eat and liquor to booze.

Meat would be the best compliment.

Do you know how much does meat cost? Do you have money?

Crazy guy! When did we pay money to get meat?

I have options for that as well.

The guard is awake.

He is standing. But you say he has fallen asleep.

He is standing. but indeed he is asleep.

I don't get it. - It's the habit of the sheperd's community.

He will pretend to be standing to deceive the onlookers.

Someone has taught him.

You keep moving. I'll join you shortly.

Move. - I want to see how he sleeps while standing.

He is sleeping while standing.

Hey stop!

Guys! Help me.

Guys! Help me.

Leave him.

Leave him.

Leave the goat, you muggers!

Muggers?

You deserve a rough lesson.

Punch him.. - Let me go.

Why are you pushing us away?

Give me the goat.

Seems you haven't learnt the lesson. Your limb needs to broken.

It's my favourite.

It's my favourite.

It's my pet, 'Chevalai' I'll replace it with another.

It's my pet, 'Chevalai' I'll replace it with another.

Do you think we are fools?

Do you think we are fools?

Are you trying a new trick as you couldn't defend it with your valor?

I swear. I'll replace it.

He is confusing. - Seldom trust him.

He is confusing. - Seldom trust him.

Have to content with the same porridge today as well?

Have to content with the same porridge today as well?

Wait.

Let me get you another goat.

Are trying to trap us by gathering people?

You got your goat. Now scoot.

Many a slip between a cup and lip.

Many a slip between a cup and lip.

One mustn't eat words.

One mustn't eat words.

Please give me some time.

Pass it to me....

You didn't trust me. We live by our words.

You stole it for your food, isn't it?

Have this. - What's it?

Dry marinade. It tastes good.

You are a good boy. We will come tomorrow as well.

Let's go. Mutton gravy for dinner.

Sir...

Sir!! - Have some patience.

The game has reached an interesting phase.

Twelve... 2 fives.

Sir... - Why are you being pesky?

What do you want? - Payment for manuring.

Payment?

You sought me to let you set a pen.

Why should you I pay?

For setting a pen. - Why are you repeating the same?

You came and rested for some days.

You took all the things that you brought.