Enthiran:Future Magic Recipe

As usual the morning Sun showed his face, he lit the entire world like always 
but  there was something rare and impossible  in the making. It's happening 
after three  years, People were talking about it, everyone cry in joy and dance 
in  ecstasy. The finest chefs in the whole world were getting together again  
to 
prepare a soup from the Future Magic Recipe. People from all  junctions, 
communities and beliefs rushed to the booking counters,  panted like street 
dogs; the wait for the taste of life. None can resist  the profile of chefs and 
the promise of Magic Recipe. 


Every ones' tongue heavily salivated like a hungry domestic dog for a  piece of 
meat, they waved their tails like Shakira's hips caught in a  loop. The day 
arrived, special flights and trains were charted for this  unique occasion, and 
people crowded outside the soup arena to get a drop  of soup beat the queue for 
the biggest blockbuster ever.

Best kitchen, Magical recipes and Great chefs. The chefs wore their  robs, 
cooked a round of mutual appreciation and planned to make the  finest soup 
ever. 
It starts to boil, looks delicious, smells like god and  that huge handsome 
soup 
vessel never looked so charming. Soup started to  feel important, the crowd 
waits for her impatiently, the chefs were  thinking, scratching their heads and 
visualizing their various ideas on  how to serve their Magic recipe soup. Soup 
enjoyed all the attention,  Vessel felt so lonely and he couldn't bear anymore 
that he pissed all  the soup on floor. 


The chefs couldn't believe their eyes and vomited their lung out on top  of the 
soup on floor, they pissed and shat on top of it (That's the  curse for wasting 
the magic recipe). People started to show signs of  violence, slogans of 
protest 
echoed in need of their drops of soup,  chefs lost their heart and was in soup. 


They fixed the urinal infection of bowl and then carefully swiped all  the 
soup, 
vomit, piss and shit and poured it back into the handsome  bowl. Smell was 
different but deadly, the bubbling essence of god inside  that bowl was 
visible, 
The chefs were proud of their spontaneous  creation. It really was a magical 
recipe, something that will never ever  be reproduced. The crowd couldn't wait 
more, they broke the barricades  and conquered the kitchen. Chefs felt thrilled 
seeing their die hard  fans and relieved from their confusion on how to serve 
their great  creation. The crowd jumped into the bowl and started drinking. It 
was  too hot but they knew it was worth some burns, some complained about the  
taste and they were drowned by the soup lovers. The fanatics licked the  last 
signs of soup from the bowl and from the dead bodies at the  bottom. They sang 
songs of praise for their gods, the chefs and their  magic recipe. They 
couldn't 
control their thirst for more and pleaded  for more soup. The chefs did a round 
of mutual appreciation and promised  the crowd to quench their thirst the next 
time they get together. The  crowd disbanded in hope, thinking about the taste 
and the day they get  to experience again. 


The chefs had one more task to complete, they sat together to name their  
adventurous soup, thought so hard but no use. Suddenly the inner voice  of 
handsome bowl broke out, they ran towards the bowl to see what  happened to 
him. 
The dead bodies trapped inside were puking their heart  out in harmony and the 
voice of their vomit knocked a beautiful name  into chefs' heads. The sound, 
the 
majestic chorus of puking reverberated  a name inside the bowl, Chefs were 
rediscovering the name and together  with backup vocals they screamed liberated 
"Enthiran, The Robo Soup".

Fans started writing their experiences about Enthiran, Numerous blogs,  anthem 
of praises and salvation. Some dead bodies worked underground,  wrote their 
near 
death experiences with Enthiran and they prayed to god  to give more immunity 
power to their children. But before they could  concieve, they were killed by 
Enthiran Fanatics. And today I write in  the living memory of all the dead 
bodies who were tortured mercilessly  by the Enthiran lovers.

ENTHIRAN, THE ROBO (Ingredients)

Chefs#1 SUN PICTURES
Chefs#2 SHANKAR
Chefs#3 RAHMAN
Chefs#4 VAIRAMUTHU
Chefs#5 KAARKI

I've been a  Die hard fan of Rahman from his first film, Roja and never   
missed 
a single Rahman album but unfortunately I feel that very soon I   won't even 
care to listen to any of Rahman's new releases. I know it   won't happen so 
suddenly but more albums like Enthiran will lead to a   slow death. Enough 
said. 



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