Nadan Page #12

Daughter!

How come daughter is here?

Go, go to the college.

Father!

"How come the time has not come,

when will that time come, is it tolerable"

My beloved many a times I

prayed for you and pleaded but...

You didn't come.

Kindly come my love.

Maid! My heavens hallucinations!

Daughter did you see? Fathefs

grand father Ochira Pappukutty Asaan.

Have enacted as Vasavadatha.

(The story of a whore)

When he comes up on stage as

dressed in female form even the...

...'Apsarasu'

(seductive women) will fail!

That much grace is there on face

daughter did you see that? There!

(A hymn sung by saints)

Is it now the time has

come up on you?

This body which was glowing like

sun countries soldiers had chopped it!

Look daughter!

The legs and hands of Vasavadatha

On 7,000 stages had

Pappukutty Asaan played...

wand succeeded as Vasavadatha.

The golden era of Malayalam

drama had started from there.

Then what it is the same fate of

Vasavadatha for drama also...

...after chopping the hands and

legs drama is also dumped in...

...the funeral grounds, look!

Come father!

Come! Walk!

Tombs of who sacrificed!

Tombs of who sacrificed!

Father my wound is healing, all

ourwounds are being healed...

...the medicine for that is

found out by father.

Sir all the procession had come!

Up hold that flag! That flag is yours!

That flag belongs to your race!

That flag is going to

spread through out this country!

Did you see daughter's

grandfather K.P.A.C Bharathan?

On the stage he was a fire brand

a great artist which glowed on the stage.

I want to hold this!

I want to hold this! High..High..Up!

Look!When the drama was made in

to battle sword for the social change.

The last link of that lineage!

Daughter's father Devadas

Sargavedhi! Look my child!

A fool who enacts vigorously

on stage, where no wants it!

This is my father now! My father is

always in the land of memories of old...

...drama days which is lost.

Sometimes on waking up in those

intervals as if in a drama vehicle which is...

...running delayed to drama

location always in a hurry.

My father irritated always, sometimes

my father feels he is on some stage.

On watching sometimes

becomes Vasavadatha, in the drama...

...'You made me communist'

becomes comrade Gopalan!

Becomes several characters

staged by father and grand father.

As a creative persons with all the

weaknesses and lived with an...

mun-compromising attitude.

My mother was always

a lady with obstinacy.

The time will expunge all the

mistakes and obstinacy.

When mother came and touched,

like a child father obeyed!

Along with us holding the hands

of mother descended the...

...steps of the lodge.

In our small house on that day

for the first time our father!

After so many years on that day

father had the food prepared my mother.

With out any bad dreams father

quite well slept on that day.

Today sitting on the

threshold read the newspaper.

Old friends one after the

other came searching for father.

Today it was the birthday of father.

Then the days and nights of

happiness and peace of mind.

I and Malu converted my

room to father's room.

Father again started reading books.

We got back the fathefs love

which was hidden in the soul.

Tomorrow, mine and fathers, all of

our unforgettable day in our lives!

Patrons in the 50th year of

Sargavedhi we proudly presents.

Jwalamughi(A volcano) written

by Devadas Sargavedhi.

Direction - Priyamvada Devadas.

Respected ones

I'm Priyamvada Devadas.

Father's and grand father's and

my grand father's and by gone all...

...drama in the flame of their memories

I surrender this drama in the...

...feet of my dear father.

The golden era of drama must return

again. We new generation long for that.

"Divine stages lands of heaven"

"The curtain has arisen"

"The life is about be enacted"

Where? Where is Jwalamughi?

For those small closed doors isn't

her anklets that is sounding?

Is it that fragrance from her body

that is spread in these winds?

Isn't it for her that the entire street

is waiting forgoing the sleep?

Jwalamughi? Are you hearing

the sobs of this lonely singer?

Jwahmughi?

For decades back, there lived a

street singer who lived in these streets.

And Jwalamughi who loved him.

This is not their story.

Those memories are

lingerings in these streets.

From the remains of that

a new age story emerges.

"Awakening a new episode,

spreading out an end of an era of blood"

"Continue the acts of multitudes let

the memories of hymns of people arise"

"Divine stages heavenly lands"

"The curtain has arisen"

"The life is about be enacted"

"The time is awakened in tales"

"Here..."

"Nights are moving like the sea"

"A tale of war staged on the

tip of a battle sword"

"A tale..A tale"

"A tale of war staged on

the tip of a battle sword"

"A tale..A tale"

"Shuddered on

hearing awakened an era"

"Holy rains deleted and

rewritten magical stage..."

"...is approaching vehemently"

"Divine stages lands of heaven"

"The curtain has arisen"

"The life is about be enacted"

"The time is awakened in tales"

"Here..."

"Nights are moving like the sea"

"Nights are moving like the sea" VTV

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