May you rest in peace ( piss maybe ? ) On Mon, Aug 2, 2010 at 11:15 PM, arun culas <arun...@yahoo.co.in> wrote:
> > > 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. > > > -- www.gomzyphotography.com
