ADAMINTE MAKAN ABU:

Pain Of an Unfulfilled  Dream

In the ecstasy when getting Haj Passport 

‘Small is beautiful”  E.F.Schumacher said it in economic perspective.                       

But Small dreams about small things  are often, I feel, a great and beautiful thing.

Just after watched the movie “Adaminte Makan” I thought so.

 I could realized a sense of passion of an ingenuous, poor, country fellow man about his utmost aim in his life, that to perform a halal Haj without any obligation to others.

Sometimes, it is not so relevant to us, considering our modern life of facilities and amenities. We may think whether it is so difficult to perform a Haj in this time of globalization.

This film brings us into the emotions and ambition of a deprived and pious person who does not curse his poverty. He is an embodiment of nobility. To full fill his ambition he started to accumulate money from his livelihood. He knows only to sell scent (attarwala)  He couldn’t get any help from his grown up son who is in Gulf country  and ashamed of his father. 

It is really touching; the director Salim Ahammed shows us so many obstacles happened in the path of Abu’s ambition.  You will burst out  in a single shot, that his wife compelled him to sell their cow &calf to mobilize ticket amount even she is very fond of them.  He also dared with hidden pain to cut off a jack fruit tree from his 5 cent house plot.  Finally he showed his maturity and console his wife when he know he could not full fill his ambition, but really,  as viewer  our heart will pain  on him long time.

The beauty of undeveloped northern village of Kerala (I think it is interior of Mattanur)

 is splendid through out the movie.

Salim Kumar, who plays Abu, an honest 75 year old scent merchant who lives with his wife Ayisumma (Zareena Wahab) amazes you with his incredible acting Realy he lived as Abu absorbing all feelings.. It’s indeed heartening that the national and state awards juries chose him for the best actor award for his splendid performance.

 The director, pours his heart and soul into the film and the honesty with which he has approached the film is there to be seen in every frame. The film glorify essence of Islam and Haj through innocent beliver. That is the greatness of this film. I suggest all Muslims will encourage this film showing all Madrassa Muallims and students in Kerala.

 Every actor in the film has done their role excellently. From Zareena Wahab, Nedumudi Venu, Mukesh, Kalabhavan Mani, Suraj Venjarammoodu, to those who have appeared in a scene or two, leaves lasting impressions in the viewer’s mind.

 It’s perhaps an once-in-a-lifetime role for Salim Kumar and he gives subtle acting an altogether different meaning. He is just outstanding and his performance has been easily the best by any actor in Malayalam.

 There are a few situations intended to give a ‘classy feel’ like the character of Ustaad and his disciple, Hyder and also some characters which may have been used for an effect, like a Christian wood trader and a Hindu teacher who shows amazing compassion and support for the old man during some crisis moments. But then, all that acts in a positive way for this noble film.

 Adaminte Makan Abu has done proud for Malayalam and will find its place among the most powerful films ever made in Malayalam. As a viewer, the easiest way to appreciate this gem is to watch it at the theatre,. Don’t miss this one, it’s a must watch.

Waiting response,

wahab, Payyoli

E mail: wahabkp@gmail.com

A Mangostian Idea

ഇതു മധുരിക്കും മാമ്പഴക്കാലം

ഭാരത മെന്നു കേട്ടാല്‍ 

അഭിമാനപൂരിതമാകണം അന്തരംഗം

കേരളമെന്നു  കേട്ടാലോ

തിളക്കണം ചോര ഞരമ്പുകളിൽ !

മാമ്പഴമെന്ന് കേട്ടാലോ, 

ഊറണം വെള്ളം നാവുകളില്‍ !

                            

( മഹാ കവി വള്ളത്തോള്‍ +വഹാബ് )

കേരളത്തില്‍  ഇതു മാമ്പഴക്കാലം , എന്നാല്‍ ഗൃഹാതുരമായ 

പണ്ടത്തെ  മാവിന്ച്ചുവട്ടിലെ  കളികള്‍  ഇന്നുണ്ടോ?

കേരള വര്‍മ വലിയ കോയി തമ്പുരാന്‍ ആഗ്രഹിച്ചതു കേള്‍ക്കണോ?

     മാവ് മുറ്റത്ത്‌ നിറയെ വേണം                    

  തയ് മാവ് ആവണം 

  നിറയെ കായികള്‍  വേണം 

മൂത്ത്പഴുത്തിരിക്ണം

കുട്ടികള്‍ക്ക് പോലും  കൈയെത്തി 

 പറിക്കാന്‍  കിട്ടണം   ( (മയൂര സന്ദേശം)                            

ഹൈ ടെക്  വീട്ടിനു ചുറ്റും 
ഇന്‍റെര്‍ ലോക്ക് വിരിച്ച മുറ്റത്ത്‌  

എങ്ങിനെ  മാവ് ഉണ്ടാകും ?

എന്നാല്‍  സുഹൃത്തുക്കളെ , കേട്ടുകൊള്‍ക! 

ഈ ഉള്ളവന്‍  ജനവാതില്‍ പഴുതിലൂടെ പഴുത്ത മാങ്ങകള്‍ 

പറിച്ചെടുക്കാന്‍ പറ്റും വിധം  മാവുകള്‍ വളര്‍ത്തി , 

മഹാ കവി കോയി തമ്പുരാന്‍  ആഗ്രഹിച്ചതിലും 

ആപ്പുറം  എത്തിച്ചിരിക്കുന്നു ! ആശംസിക്കുക !

  ആശിര്‍വദിക്കുക!!

(സംശയ നിവാരണത്തിന് ഫോട്ടോകള്‍ അന്യത്ര ! )

ആവശ്യക്കാര്‍ക്ക്  കൊറിയര്‍  ആയി അയച്ച്കൊടുക്കും  

-വഹാബ്

 

 

പുസ്തകവിചാരം: അഭിപ്രായങ്ങൾ

പുസ്തകവിചാരം: അഭിപ്രായങ്ങൾ

PARROT IN THUNJAN PARAMBU WISHES MALAYALAM BLOG WRITERS

Mr Ramanunni Publishing a Blog Book

         

Get-together of  Kerala’s Bloggers  at Thunjan Parambu

 I have got a chance to attend  a unique meeting of  Malayalam bloggers’ . It was wonderful experience when  bloggers from various places in Kerala ,from Kasargd to Parassal and mostly from NRKs,  have  sit together  in Thunjan Parambu , the historical place where  lived and worked Thunjeth Ezhuthachan , father of Mlayalam literature.
Malayalam Blog writings are flourishing in internet and it may be a turning point of transformation for Malayalam literature from conventional book publishing style to e literature. There are so many talented Malayalam writers and artists chose their media internet by Malayalam Blog writing.

Most of the participants said about their freedom of writing in Blog, they need not bother about  seeking publishers and distributors. There also revealed some of  the story of social generosity venture through some blogs.

Among 160 participants, there were much talked Malyalam blog  writers like Kumaran  writer of familiar blog:‘Kumara Sambhavangal”,Manoj Ravindran Blog NIRAKSHARAN),Lathika subash whos dared to contest against Achdanandan is also a prominent blogger ,VK Abdu(Korkarus), Director of Info Madhyamam,Ayishabi (Chattikkari)  etc etc.

 The meeting  got a chance to familiarize each other  who are behind the blogs  and who are sarcastically criticizing behind the curtain of internet.  This get together was joyful  and useful. Blog owner of “ചട്ടിക്കരി " , Ayishabi from Calicut   who never expected more then 50 members, brought with her 50 unakkayi and sammoosa  declared a competition  among members to supply these bites logically.

 Whole members have actively participated  through out 10 to 5 p.m.a resourceful lunch in plantain leaf is remarkable.
Camp has ended with realization that  pen and paper will not have place for  tomorrow’s Malayalm literature , rather it will grow beyond the world through blogs and webs with utmost freedom of writers.

I noticed symbolic parrot in Thunjan Parambu  was wishing with its twitters these Mlayalam Blog writers as the messenger of great  Ezhuthachan who wrote' Mahabharatham Kilippattu' wth iron nail(എഴുത്താണി)) hundred years ago. 

Wahab kp

Heating Debates of participants

 

Lathika Subash relaxing with blog after Election

Ayishabi with empty vessel of sammusa&unnakkai

Malayalam Literature Museum In Thunj..Parambu

           

 

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Mailanchy Oppana - Kizhakku Pookkum Murukkinenthoru Chuva chuvappanu!

  Mailanchy oppana on  marriage eve our children  by their own idea & performed fantastically . Players: Sithu, Chooni, Liya, R etc...azika 

AN APPEAL TO INDIAN MUSLIM LEADERS:

Let us Sacrifice Babri Masjid 
for the harmonious India

Unfortunately, Allahabad High Court verdict didn’t please the petitioners. It is ‘rare in the rarest’ judgment in the history of Indian judiciary. With good reason, the Wakf Board’s claim to the land where their Masjid stood for almost five centuries has been dismissed as time-barred. And it is not clear why they are being given a third of the land while two-thirds go to the two Hindu litigants. If it was a conciliatory gesture to end an impossibly politicized sectarian problem, the two communities should have got half-and-half.
Since the court has declared the site to be Lord Ram’s birthplace, what right do Muslims have on it? They want the whole plot for their grand Ram temple.


Sure, we can understand the danger of going against majority sentiment in an increasingly intolerant, polarised society was clear. The court had effectively taken on the task of providing a political solution to an incredibly politicised problem of faith. And allowed the majority‘s belief disregarding the Constitutional guarantee .
We know, the verdict undermines justice and contradicts the secular, democratic credentials of India.
In this circumstances I put forward this appeal before the Muslim leaders in India,who promised to accept court verdict, before it.
As an Islamic believer and a subordinate to Indian judiciary, I appeal to the Muslim leaders, to hand over their remaining right on one-third portion granted by the court in the disputed land. Especially in the wake of Justice D V Sharma’s exclusive ‘finding’ that ‘Babari Masjid was built against the tenets of Islam by Babar,whatever was the ultimate truth.
By doing this in this juncture, it will be ever memorable in the history of religious harmony in India. It is also good to keep the precision of Quranic sense that prayer will be accepted by Allah when it is only from the ‘halal’(serene) ground. . We could not know the genuineness of the ground on which Babar ordered to build the mosque and how much Babar was committed to Islamic faith. Babar is not our role model, but there were many historical evidences for the generosities&sacrifices from the life of prophet Muhammed(s.a) ,our role model and his colleagues. When 1 st Caliph Abubecker invited to inaugurate a Christian church by performing Namaz inside, he lovingly abstained from to do so fearing any possible claim in future by his followers for this prayer place. This is one of the examples of fidelity kept by the prophet and his colleagues.
Let us forget past mistakes and go ahead for the progress of the community and India.
We take good examples from history and it is not apt for our modern & future generations to unearth the ugliness of the history. Modern India should stand affirm on the Bill passed by Parliament in 1991 (Place of Worship Act 1991, Bill No. 124c).


For us, Babri Masjid is one of the mosques among thousands in India. No any peculiar holiness on it like Masjids in Mecca,Madeena & Kuds
If there will be religious harmony and more over, the good existence of our future generations in India, it is great than exists a mosque in an ever disputed place.
I remembering that Ayodhya itself was a place of religious harmony. During anti British rebellion of 1857 Hindus under the leader ship of Ram Gurucharan Das and Muslim under the leadership of Amir Ali joint-handedly participated in the struggle.British Govt. hanged to death both leaders together at a  tree in Ayodhya.
When this tree was becoming popular, British cut the tree as if to split the community. 
So my wish is that to plant another tree of mutual harmony in Ayodhya and in India for the well-being of our present and future generations by settling the issue amicably.
With prayers,
K P A Wahab,Payyoli
Ph: 9288192750 - Email: wahabkp@gmail.com

Kuruwa Dweep, a devil’s Islands in Wayanad

A tour description by Wahab (Caption derived from the short story of Paulo Coelho, which also follow at the bottom)

To treat the unexpected success of our last son in his Exam
We have to arrange some thing - tension free.
“Let it be a tour” suggestion came from family circle.
But, to where? His mother suggested a name of place never I familiar before.
She got it from her previous Wayanad group tour with our Gulf members. They usually get tour in Kerala in Monsoon season because it coincided with their holiday.
She remembers the announcement from the bus by then tour leader (it was not other than my elder brother, Mehmood KP) “ Sorry dears, due to the technical reason we cannot forward to Kuruwa Dweep.” Remembering this, ‘Kuruwa’ now becomes her ambition and our destination.

We, 13 family members, reached the starting point of the Kuruwa at noon with joy and appreciated the scenic views before crossing it. It was really a splendid creation of the nature, but as if it has hidden some mysteries. It is not mere an island, but a set of some islets surrounded by shallow water with full of sharp and slippery rocks. To reach every islet we had to cross through these bridgeless ‘sirath’ several times. Children were actually with the hilarious dream to play in the shallow water between these islets. As some one said, ‘every win has a pain’ we suffered lot to cross through this devil’s lake. Some fell by slippery and some one’s legs trapped in granite trammel inside the water. Fact is that we had no options other than to face these obstacles, because we are at the middle of the destiny (destination). It was heard that some of us was whispering ‘nafsy,nafsy’ (save me, save me) while crossing this ‘mahshara like situation. It has said that in ‘mahshara’ there will be expectation of heaven after miseries, but here we had only the repetition of this painful crossing and walking through the jungle part. 
However, it is interesting that at the middle of these hardships children are swimming, playing, spraying with water with hilarious joy. 
We returned to the starting point at 6 evening after painful but successful trip. Any way, now, when we remembering it, we seem proud to take the adventure and thanks to the God by saving us all from the devil surrounded the island, which we later knew about, even if some say it is a superstition.
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The Devil’s Pool,
By Paulo Coelho

I am looking at a lovely natural pool near the village of Babinda in Australia.
A young Aborigine boy comes over to me.
‘Be careful, you don’t slip,’ he says.
Rocks, apparently quite safe to walk on, surround the small pool.
“This place is called Devil’s Pool” the boy goes on. ”Many year ago
Oolona, a beautiful Aborigine girl who was married to a warrior from Babinda,
fell in love with another man. They fled into these mountains; but the husband found them. The lover escaped, but Oolona was murdered here in these waters.
Ever since then, Oolona thinks that every man who comes near is her lost love,
and she kills him with her watery embrace”
Later on, I asked the owner of the small hotel about the Devil’s pool.
“It might just be superstition”, he says, :but the fact that eleven tourist have died there in the last ten years, and they were all men”


 Selected  from the book of Paulo's Short Stories compilations- "Like the flowing River"