Greetings! The Headlines.
Sahitya Academy Award to writer Gowri Shankar.
On the occasion of Women's Day,
The Prime minister has announced prizes for one hundred women.
The higher secondary examination results has been declared.
The first three toppers are girls, this year too.
Writer Gowri Shankar belongs to Gudalur in Theni district.
After his schooling in Saraswathi Nadar School.
He completed his degree in The American College, Madurai.
In his first small story compilation itself, he won the "Kadha" prize at national level.
And enticed the attention of Tamil readers.
In continuation, he got the literature thinking, "Kanaiyali(signet ring) special prize"...
...and was known as a famous writer.
Twice he got the award for "The best book" from the Tamilnadu Government.
His book called "Mohana Punnagai"( The seductive smile) fetched the Sahitya Academy Award of this year.
You wrote Mahabharata with your trunk.
My husband doesn't have trust in you.
But you had trust on him and brought him this biggest award.
Thank you.
Take sweets. -thank you, mam.
You're looking so beautiful, mam.
Yes...she is beautiful. -thank you, mam.
Yes madam.
The interview got over well, right?
Yeah... He told me.
Thank you...Thank you...
I'll speak to you after coming back from Delhi.
Dear, I've kept all the shirts you said.
This tablet is for tonight.
See, I am keeping it here. -hello!
Listen to what I'm saying.
Just a minute.
Two tablets before taking food and two after food.
I've written and kept in separate covers. Do remember that.
Hello...
Yes...yes...
Everything is life...
Yes.
Okay... I will talk later.
Where I kept my pen?
Dear, Chief Minister is on the phone.
On the phone...
Go fast.
I'm leaving to the station.
Dear, one more important thing. -I'll talk later.
I've kept the blood pressure tablet in the shirt pocket...
... which you'll wear on the day of function.
Take one as soon as you go there.
Take one tablet immediately after food, okay?
I've kept food and water.
The weather is snowy in Delhi.
Don't go out without the jersey.
Am I a kid?
How many times I would've travelled?
If I am not with you, you won't even take tablets also.
I know.
Oh, Umbrella... -why is that?
It's raining in Delhi. I saw in TV.
Let it be...
What?
I will take care.
Shall I leave?
Hello, I've left.
I am getting into the car. -dear.
Here. -you forgot.
You come.
"Sahitya Academy Award to writer Gowri Shankar."
It's an honour to Tamil language.
Mam.
You told that you'll come by 8 a.m
Why are you asking about that, mam?
I was standing in a queue since 6 a.m. for freebies.
Enough, carry on with your job.
The Sahitya Academy Award has been given in Delhi.
Mr. Gowri Shankar gave interview to the reporters last evening.
A separate declaration for human rights stated by you was read in U.N. House.
What's your opinion on that, Sir?
My forefathers achieved that pride long before.
"Kaniyan Poongunranar"
The book he wrote two thousand years ago,
"Yaadhum Oore Yaavarum Kelir" is kept in U.N. House now.
What do you think as a great thing in your life as a writer?
Can you brief us about that?
"The Experience" Very simple.
Lord Ganesh came around Lord Shiva in one second and fetched the fruit.
But, Lord Murugan travelled around the world.
So, the experience of Lord Murugan is worthier than the fruit of Lord Ganesh.
Sir, what's your advice for getting victory in life?
Is life a sport to compete and to think about victory and failure?
"Life is to live. Not to compete".
What is Literature, sir? For whom, the literature is?
People are the literature.
Literature is for the people.
What do you think a writer can achieve?
What you think, a writer can't achieve?
He can achieve everything.
Why don't you allow your novels to be made into Cinema?
That is...
If a writer writes in his novel as, "a man walking in a dark road"...
... everyone who reads the novel will imagine their own dark road.
But, if it becomes a cinema...
...It'll be a common dark road for everyone.
I don't like that.
In all your stories, the main lead is the woman character.
Is there any reason for that?
"Women are the one who show us this world...
... also be our world".
Our society is women oriented.
I am continuously searching for its root. That's all.
One personal question.
Do you have love within you?
Better, you could have asked, if I've breath?
How did you become a writer?
When I was studying in college, I wrote a poetry on my love lass.
It was published in the magazine, Ananda Vikatan.
From then on, I was writing continuously.
Today, I am standing before you as a writer...
...because of that lass and that poetry.
Do you remember that poetry, sir?
How will I forget?
"Dear, you're the fulfillment of the beauty"
"The vital reason of my elemental letters"
"You're like the flower which blossoms per diem"
"How?"
"Like the entire sky shining as moon"
"You become my boulevard"
"How?"
"Like the sun melting to become a tree"
"My body melts to become an entity"
"How?"
"The lotus is seen in the pond"
"But, ever seen a lotus on the ground"
"That's you..."
"A statue is made by a chisel"
"But, is there a statue made by the gleam?"
"That's you..."
"The tree might fall for the storm"
"Will the tree fall for your breath?"
"That's me..."
"All the words in a language has become your name"
"I'm the poetry in the entire world"
"Lass, my life must depart with your touch"
"No...I must die between your legs which are like red plantain"
Greetings! The Headlines.
Sahitya Academy Award to writer Gowri Shankar.
On the occasion of Women's Day,
The Prime minister has announced prizes for one hundred women.
The higher secondary examination results has been declared.
Welcome!
Be seated.
Yeah.
You said, you'll call on nearing home.
I told the address to the taxi driver.
He brought me straight away to the flat.
If I call, you'll know.
That won't be a surprise.
Then, I forgot to tell you.
The watchman asked me the flat number.
Definitely, you'd have told my name not the flat number.
I told B2-B flat number.
You told once, but it's in my mind.
Then!
How are you?
I am....
How am I looking?
Mild loss of tress.
You've got slight paunch.
No spectacles earlier, now you're wearing.
I can find only these three differences.
Still three more differences which you didn't find.
I'm breathing hard when climbing the stairs.
Half of the life is taken by medications.
Then?
At least once in a day, I think about you.
Either you think or try to remember?
You didn't lose your sharpness yet.
Good one.
Your house looks artistic.
Nice.
Oh, I keep talking.
Just a minute.
I'll get you water.
Have I changed a lot now?
You're the same.
Looking beautiful.
Like the Tamil language which I adore.
The past twenty four years of age, experience and knowledge...
...you look more beautiful than earlier, Mohi.
What?
Do you still remember that name?
Someday, you called me by that name, all of a sudden.
I didn't sleep that whole night.
It's not on someday, I remember that day well.
It's on Wednesday, 15th of February, 1995.
Our college day.
You wore saree on that day to college for the first time.
Do you know how were you?
That is...
It was like admiring the blooming of the flower.
I too was at the same stance like you.
I didn't sleep the whole night.
I was awake throughout.
Because, you're my night.
I was writing continuously.
I wonder, when I slept.
The next day morning, my room mate read my writing and asked me...
...how I wrote such an adoring poetry on love.
Do you know what I replied him?
"A lass made me a poet".
I remember well.
The next day, you recited that poetry on the college stage.
The entire college praised you for that poetry.
But, I don't know then...
That all those poems were written for me.
I was known later.
You know, I started flying.
Do you remember what you said later?
I was dreaming of the bank job,
But, it's you who told me to continue the writing...
...and it'll change my life.
See today.
I'm here as a writer, as a famous writer.
To say the fact, my identity, fame and everything is your's.
Shall I ask you one thing?
What?
Though you've more love and affection,
How you bore this separation so long?
I don't know.
Maybe, all my love on you has turned up as letters, it seems.
Maybe, I've become a writer by stealing your feelings.
I don't know.
Time up.
Fresh up now.
Hey...
Thank you.
Can I smoke here?
Wow!
Nice flavour!
My mom would say the taste of the food lies in the flavour.
It's Kerala style.
It's Andhra style.
It's your favourite Tamil Nadu style.
How do you know that I'm fond of fish?
Every reader of your short story, "The Fish" knows that you're fond of fish.
That's okay.
How did you learn to cook variety dishes of fish?
Only cooking programmes are telecasted in every channels.
Some time, fish recipe will be telecasted.
I remember you at that time.
Have it.
Whenever I get chocking,
I'll feel that you must be thinking about me.
But, you're here now.
Who is thinking about me then?
Maybe your wife.
Yes.
I'm her life.
What's your son doing?
He studied here and left to America.
He settled down there after his higher studies.
Is he married?
All of a sudden, he called us one day and said that he got married.
I asked him, why didn't you convey me?
He said that he has sent me a mail.
Though a famous writer, a father lives in my inner mind.
I managed.
She is pityful!
She can't bear.
She dreamt of her son's wedding.
Yeah, leave that.
What about your daughter?
She is studying Engineering, staying in hostel.
Why is she staying in hostel?
Somethings doesn't have meaning.
I told her not to go.
She was adamant and stayed in hostel.
What else could I do?
Our classmate Padmaja conveyed me about your husband's demise.
I thought of calling you immediately.
I don't understand the culture of calling the one who is already grieving...
...and making them feel still intense.
But, I expected...
At least, you'll make a call.
Then, I consoled myself.
That you won't be having my contact number.
That's okay.
Don't you feel somber to stay alone?
I did fish fry for you.
Just a minute.
I got up early morning and prepared all these for you in time.
One is enough.
No, this one.
My god!
Eat well.
If it's not good, tell me.
I won't think anything.
If cooked with love, anything tastes good
Thank you.
Your affection on me haven't recede even after these many years.
I don't know what to say.
An angel dwells within you!
Just wait for a minute.
I'll bring the candle.
If it thunders once, immediately there'll be power outage.
I ate more.
You didn't eat.
When feeling either happy or sad, I can't eat.
Are you happy or sad now?
Just a minute.
Madam, will your guest stay tonight or leave?
Why are you asking?
I have to lock the main gate.
You lock it.
Okay, madam.
I forgot even to close the door.
I think, after twenty four years of our meeting...
...why this day can't be a altogether celebration of the past years?
My character is the reason for that.
Right from my childhood, I'm scared of what others think.
The introvert within me. That dual character.
Look here, on one side...
I'm a brave writer not bothered about anyone.
Contrary, a coward who feared of life.
Why are you blaming yourself?
I'm also responsible for this.
What about me? Did I speak everything frankly?
But, one thing has happened as you wish.
Do you remember "Thiruparankundram"?
Oh...
How could I forget that!
We went inside the temple.
I came out after offering my prayers.
We were sitting on the steps.
You asked then...
What did you pray to god?
I said, I prayed at least for twenty four hours...
...I must be alone with you.
But for that, I didn't expect I've to wait for twenty four years.
Do you know how I took these twenty four hours?
I left to Delhi by train.
Even booked the return ticket also by train.
I've to come day after tomorrow.
But, I managed to catch the evening flight and came straight away here.
Now, I've twenty four hours for you on the whole.
Thank you very much.
For taking more risk.
You're a famous writer.
If known that you've come here alone,
It won't be good in public.
If so, it's you who has taken more risk.
These twenty four hours is very important in my life.
You are with me here.
That's enough.
If I don't do even this for you, then my life will become meaningless.
To say the fact, it was me who was waiting.
With so much love and affection on me,
How you managed to bore this separation?
I wasn't with you.
But, you're always with me.
You played tambura well on college days.
The entire college will say that you'll come up as a singer.
Are you singing still?
It's been twenty four years, since I sang.
"Both eyes are wet..."
"A burden in the heart..."
"The space in the distance..."
"This birth can come again..."
"Will this moment come again?..."
"Is tonight enough?..."
"Both eyes are wet..."
"A burden in the heart..."
"The space in the distance..."
"This birth can come again..."
"Will this moment come again?..."
"To tell the tales..."
"The eyes didn't look you..."
"The hands didn't touch you..."
"I'm not close to you..."
"You live in me..."
"You're in the paper I write..."
"You're in the pen I write..."
"You break the grammar..."
"And you're living in the literature..."
"Let the past years come in a moment..."
"The life which curtailed, let today pass on..."
"Let us speak writing the tales till we breath the last"
"Let us enjoy the breeze of poetry..."
"Both eyes are wet..."
Don't think I came just because you called.
I would've come even if you didn't call me.
This is for you.
Don't open it now.
Will you give me some water?
Give that.
What's this?
I fainted all of a sudden, one day.
Many tests and scan were taken when I went to the hospital.
I was admitted for ten days.
I was very much afraid.
That might be fear of death too.
At that moment,
I thought of seeing you once.
That's why, I called you to come.
If anything happens to you,
I don't have the stamina to bear that, Mohana.
Mohana...
What?
I feel mild gastric problem.
Is there any medicine?
Just wait.
That's for you.
It's amla powder concoction.
Everything will be fine.
Thank you.
Sleep well without thinking about anything.
Good night. -good night.
Mohana!
What?
The medicine you gave is not right.
How are you feeling?
I have blood pressure.
She told about the medicines often. -wait, I'll get.
The time is over.
How are you feeling?
Why it's sweating more?
You didn't tell me that you've a problem.
Why suddenly?
Oh, no!
Wait, let's go to the doctor.
Wait.
Don't panic.
I'm afraid.
Oh, god! I'm afraid.
Wait, I'll call the doctor. -stay with me.
Wait.
Please.
Bear a little.
Wait, I'll call the doctor.
Just wait.
I'll call the doctor... Please...
Watchman.
Madam!
Why are you here, at this odd time?
A guest has come to my house.
Unexpectedly, he has fallen sick.
Oh no.
If you come once with me...
What can I do, if I come?
Not that, any medical help from you?
Anything?
I know a doctor in "C block".
Come, let's go and ask him.
Come.
I'm sorry, madam.
He is no more.
Is he your relative?
Then, it's good to inform his relations.
I can't produce any certificate stating the reason for his death.
Because, I don't know his medical history.
Only a postmortem can determine that.
Please, inform the police.
They'll take his body for postmortem.
The deceased is a famous person in Tamil Nadu.
So, it's good to follow all the procedures in right way.
If police inquiries about who examined him, tell my name.
Give my flat number.
I'll do my best for you.
See to the procedures.
(Indistinct voices)
Greetings, madam.
Greetings!
I'm the association secretary, Prabhakar.
He is the President,
And he is the treasurer.
We heard that writer Gowrishankar has died last night in your flat.
Have you informed the police?
No. -no!
Madam, such incidents never happened in our flat.
Everyone who resides here belongs to reputed families.
Watchman conveyed that he died at 4 a.m.
It's an offence as you didn't inform the police yet.
Will you inform the police or shall we?
Better, you inform.
Okay, we'll inform.
Let's go.
It feels disgusting to see this woman.
I just came for your sake.
This is for you.
Don't open it now.
I am Muthu Swamy.
Sub- Inspector of this zone.
We got the information that,
Writer Gowrishankar has died in your flat.
Where is the corpse?
Please.
Could you tell me the precise time of his death?
May be at 4.
How?
Don't know.
All of a sudden, he fell sick.
Were you with him, then?
I went down to call the watchman.
Instead of calling the neighbours, why did you go to call the watchman?
I am new to this flat.
I don't know anyone here.
That's why, I went to call the watchman.
Okay, what did the doctor say?
Before the doctor arrived, he...
Okay.
What did he say to you before his death?
I don't remember.
Think well and say.
After taking food, he said he feels indigestion problem.
And asked for medicine.
I gave him the amla powder concoction.
Is it?
Okay.
I'll inform the senior officials and the forensic department.
They'll come for the inquiry.
Till then, you shouldn't touch anything in this room.
Okay?
The famous adorable writer of Tamil Nadu is dead...
...in your flat with no identity.
It's a big surprise!
Actually, he must have been in Delhi now.
How could he come so soon from Delhi to Chennai?
Who is he, madam?
My husband.
(Indistinct voices)
Madam...
Just a selfie.
What's the relationship between you and Mr.Gowrishankar?
Please, answer us.
Who are you? -madam...
What's happening here?
Is it fact, madam?
Who are you all?
Go away.
Don't disturb her, Go away, please.
Go...
Please. Go...
The sudden demise of writer Gowrishankar, has shocked the entire Tamil Nadu.
His avid fans are mourning his death.
For almost twenty years, Gowrishankar has created avid readers of his works.
He has won the awards many times from Tamil Nadu government...
...for Story writer and as Social worker.
For his book, "Mohana Punnagai", he won the Sahitya Academy award...
...last evening in Delhi and arrived to Chennai by flight.
But, instead of heading to his house,
He went to meet his college friend, Mohana.
He breathed his last there.
(Indistinct voices)
Excuse me.
Mohana?
Where is the corpse?
Be seated.
It's an unnatural death.
The deceased was a famous writer.
The media and the public is screwing us.
We are under pressure to answer them.
Just a regular investigation.
Don't panic.
How long are you residing in this flat?
For nine months.
Before that?
We were in Vellore.
Why have you come here leaving from Vellore?
I didn't like to stay there after my husband's demise.
How did he die?
Heart attack.
He too?
What are you doing?
I worked as an English professor.
In which college?
I resigned now.
What about children?
Only a daughter.
What is she studying?
Second year Engineering.
At Vellore.
Is she in hostel?
How long you know Gowrishankar?
For twenty four years.
You mean, twenty four years!
Madam,
Why did sir come here yesterday?
He came here for a small work.
Small work?
He vacated the hotel room in a hurry where he stayed in Delhi.
He said that he want to meet his friends and came to Chennai by flight.
Instead of heading to his house, he has come here means...
What's that small work he has?
No, what I am asking is...
Have you called him for that small work or...
No.
So, he has come on his own.
Yes.
Madam, do you think, we'll believe what you say?
Okay, leave that.
Like the gossips on rounds,
Is there any illegal relationship between you both...?
I am not saying that exists.
Because, he is a noted intellectual writer.
And you're an English professor.
There may be a deep intellectual, extra marital affair...
Nothing like that.
Okay. I'll believe that.
When there is no male companion in a house,
And if he comes at 10 o'clock at night when you're alone...
What's that relationship called?
Nothing as you think.
Okay, I didn't think anything.
Then, what's that?
He is coming from there saying he wants to meet his friends,
Takes the flight and stays here.
Then, better tell him as brother.
We'll shut our mouth and even the world will shut it's trap.
We'll look at our jobs.
What?
If that's wrong in your world of perception,
I'm not responsible for that.
But, it's not wrong in my world of perception.
Good philosophy.
Madam,
Please, be seated.
Come and sit. -please, madam.
Be seated.
You are yet to answer my question properly.
What's the relationship between you both?
Can't you say?
If you can't say, like others gab, for twenty four years you both were...
...in that relationship, that's what I can think of.
We both are good friends from childhood.
From childhood means?
Is it from kindergarten?
We have studied together in the college.
Have you been to college in childhood itself?
I want to say this relationship in that way.
Oh, no...
You answer everything intellectually.
Okay, will Gowrishankar sir come to your house often at night?
He hasn't come so far.
Then, what about yesterday?
He came for the first time.
He could've come in day time, isn't it?
Will he choose to come only at night?
Why he shouldn't come at night?
He can come.
But, people meet at nights for doing illicit things...
...the dictionary of cops has that deep meaning.
So, at day time, no other illicit things happen?
Why are you getting tensed?
I asked you a simple question.
Is there an illegitimate affair between you and Gowrishankar?
It's better, if you revert in a single word whether yes or no.
Our work burden is less and you too won't be disturbed.
Look here, madam.
You're talking unaware of what's happening out?
It's a case related to arrest.
I am holding it on my own.
There is no illegitimate relationship between us.
That's all.
Madam.
I believe you.
But, do you think the crowd which stays outside will believe that?
I think the corpse was taken down just now.
The crowd is rushing to have a glimpse of him finally.
That's why the noise.
Sir.
-Where is the doctor who examined him last?
-We are calling him. -He is in the operation theatre.
At what time sir came last night?
At 10 o'clock.
At the same time, I was watching the re-telecast of the award function.
He was with you.
Last night, what you were doing in your home was unnecessary for me.
Indeed, that's necessary for me.
It's my duty to know what happened every moment last night.
Last night, did sir had dinner here?
Both of you didn't sleep, then.
We both were talking.
Talking...?
How a man and a woman will keep talking till dawn?
Didn't anything happen?
Okay, I'll believe you.
Where were you talking?
At dining table.
On dining table itself?
In bedroom too.
How about in bedroom?
Is it by sitting, lying down or standing?
What were you talking?
About the environment...Osama... Obama...or Swiss bank?
You both kept talking?
Let it come.
Let the postmortem report come.
Then, it'll be known whether you kept talking or...
Why are you late, Sundaram?
Traffic at Madhya Kailash, sir.
Okay.
She is Mohana.
They're from Forensic department.
They'll check the entire house for evidence.
Please, bear with them.
You please carry on.
Okay, sir. - okay.
Okay, madam.
Excuse me.
The investigation is a long process.
The better you co-operate, we can close the case soon.
Hope you understand.
Thank you, madam.
Sir,
Sir, the public is outrageous.
If we don't arrest the concerned person immediately,
Our department reputation will be spoiled.
Sir, not only that, got call from CM office too.
CM is an avid fan of the writer.
We must take immediate action, sir.
Nice flavour!
My mom would say...
How do you know that I'm fond of fish?
Madam...
Excuse me.
That amla powder?
In the fridge.
You shouldn't go there.
And don't allow others too.
If you breach, you'll face a big problem.
I'm leaving, madam.
(Indistinct voices)
Come...
Dear?
Are you hungry?
Yesterday, he got the "Sahitya Academy award"...
...but today morning he is not alive.
Not even twelve hours has passed.
What's the misunderstanding between them to kill him by poisoning?
Tell me.
Actually, he should've come by train today morning.
But, he came in a hurry by flight means...
...to what extent she would've blackmailed him.
They both are lovers from their college days.
Let it be.
It has happened twenty five years ago.
He got married and Mohana too.
Mohana's husband isn't alive now.
She is a free bird now.
With this context in her mind, Mohana called him to her house.
That too at night.
Now, he is no more.
Not only that, she informed the police at 11 o'clock in the morning.
But, he died at 4 in the morning.
How dare she hasn't informed even the police.
See, it's very clearly understood, there is a motive behind this.
And it's a preplanned murder.
That's it.
Madam, why there is heavy crowd at ground floor?
Everyone is talking about you.
The reporters are questioning our watchman.
I'm very much afraid of witnessing the happenings.
What happened, madam?
You don't have any work today.
Better, you leave.
Why madam?
Cops warned that no one should enter the kitchen.
Who are they to tell us not to go into our home?
Don't shout.
Leave now.
You leave.
Madam, how can I leave you at this panic situation?
I'll be with you, madam.
Your body temperature is high.
Shall I get you the medicine?
No need.
You wouldn't have eaten anything from morning.
Eat atleast little.
No.
It's disgusting!
What the hell is going on?
What are you thinking about?
What's happening in this house?
No, I feel ashamed.
I feel humiliating.
Do you know how my friends woke me up in the morning?
Hey, get up.
Watch in TV, what your mom has done?
Some writer has stayed in your house the whole night.
And he is dead in the morning.
They speak filthy of me.
You made me and my father ashamed just in a single day.
How many days you were planning it?
Are you satisfied now?
If you've conscience,
If you think of me and my father,
Would you've done this mistake?
Do you know what's happening in ground floor?
To come upstairs from the down floor, it took me an hour.
Do you know that?
TV, News reporters, everyone is asking idiotic questions.
I feel ashamed and humiliated.
I can't walk tall.
Look here, take rest in the room.
Don't touch me.
You want me to watch the TV in the room?
Our family's reputation is ruined in TV.
Debate is going on about our family.
First, you answer me.
Why should he come to our house at night straight away from Delhi?
That too, in secrecy?
Go. - madam.
We'll talk later.
You go. -madam.
Hey, stop.
She shouldn't leave this place.
You know everything.
Why has he come to this house?
How many times he came so far?
You go.
Madam!
Tell me.
I told you to stay.
You answer me and go.
I'll wait outside, madam.
My father is a good person.
How can you cheat him?
No...
See here.
I knew.
Do you think I don't know anything?
I know from my childhood, the collections of that writer you've.
I know everything.
I thought, you're just his fan.
But, you're not.
You're something more than that.
Just a minute, madam.
All our problems will be solved today itself.
It's our luck to know him.
Brother, come in.
Live and prosper!
You can't welcome me in chaotic situation.
I'll solve all the problems.
Just you follow me when I enter.
Warning: Do not enter.
I won't enter. It's a murder case.
He is councillor Nagalakshmi's husband.
He has influence to do anything here.
He recommended me for this watchman job.
Yeah, brother.
I recommended him here when the construction began.
He is good.
You come here, madam.
Then only we can speak frankly.
Come.
He has told me everything.
It's nothing to me, madam.
Last week, a woman killed her husband by leaking out the LPG gas.
Now, she has shifted to Shenoy Nagar.
And applied for the groom in matrimonial.
Look here, I'm coming to our incident.
Problems will arise hereafter.
Police investigation...FIR...Postmortem... The Court...Bail and everything.
You will be made to rove at least for a year.
Only after that, the case will come to the court.
Judgement will be given.
And no one knows about the judgement.
If you want to be peaceful getting rid of all these,
I give assurance for this.
But, you must believe me on the whole.
Madam, he has the influence of changing the postmortem report.
What, brother?
What's this?
We'll show the dead body as alive.
And the alive as dead.
That's our profession.
Okay, what's the need for self trumpeting?
As the time pass by, the price increases, madam.
What's there to tell you?
The Assistant Commissioner who investigated is a womaniser.
But, you don't worry about that.
I will manage him.
You don't worry.
He'll do this job for others for five lakh rupees.
But, he agreed to do for us just for one lakh rupees.
He is very good.
Look here, I would've brought still a big wallet.
But, it's a small one.
This is enough for one lakh rupees.
Madam, the writer has died because of his fate.
We'll change his fate altogether.
Have you buried the writer there?
Get out.
Madam, me...
Get out.
You've decided to land up in prison.
Today is my birthday, Aunty.
Happy Birthday.
God bless you.
Stay blessed.
Madam.
Greetings, madam.
Come, Madam.
Cops told to take her to your house.
She is an important personage.
My name is Sita.
Writer Gowri Shankar’s wife.
Welcome.
I know you well.
Come in.
I want to talk to you.
I want to ask you some questions.
Can I ask?
You can ask me anything.
First, be seated.
Please.
After listening the news, I decided to meet you.
That's why, I came here.
Last night, till his last breath, he was with you, isn't it?
May I know, why he came to your house?
Because, he'll not go anywhere, without informing me.
Even last evening, he spoke to me before going to the function.
He said that it will be telecasted in TV and asked me to watch it.
He said that after the function gets over, He has some press meet,
So he can't speak and it will get late.
But, he has come straight away to your house from Delhi.
He didn't even inform me.
Will he come here often?
It's only yesterday, he came for the first time.
How does he know you?
Familiar for so many years?
We both studied together in The American college, Madurai.
After the college days, we never met even once.
It's only yesterday, I met him first and foremost.
It's surprising!
He has never told about you even once.
Else, he would've told about you to me, and I wonder I might've forgotten.
In our twenty years of married life, he has never stayed outside.
But, as he stayed in your house, I can understand his friendship.
I can feel how much affection, he has on you.
This is...his....
So, he hasn't opened this.
He didn't take his medicines.
I told him so many times even when he was leaving.
I kept each and every tablet in separate covers and also mentioned the time for taking it.
This is what...
Now only I can recall.
He said that half of his life is going on taking medication.
I didn't understand then, what he meant.
Last night, it became very late to have dinner.
We kept talking.
After dinner, while going to sleep he felt some indigestion problem...
...and asked, if there is any medicine.
I mixed amla powder in water and gave as concoction.
He had it.
But, I…
I haven't come here to find fault on you or make you embrassed.
I know what friendship is!
My husband taught me everything about life, and have taught about friendship too.
I want to see you, just once.
That's why, I came.
You are very soft unlike all other people.
What?
Why are you looking like that?
You've the features of all the heroine characters of his stories.
Are you the "Yamuna" character, in "Jeevanadhi"(The life stream)story?
She resembles you...
Beautiful eyes!
Had broken up from the lover and living in his memories.
Else, Are you the English professor, "Kamali" in the story of "Idhayathil Nee"(You're in the heart)?
She'll always be with the tambura and reciting songs.
"I must live for my wish at least for twenty four hours"...
...are you the "Anandhi" character who said this in the story,
"Oru Murai Thaan Pookiren". (I blossom just once)
May be... May be...
He has lived with you in heart for twenty four years.
Otherwise, he can't write such stories.
Is she your daughter?
What's your name?
Bala...
Bala Saraswathi...
Wonderful name.
Are you studying in college?
You'll be having many friends, isn't it?
After twenty-five years, if her friend whom she likes the most...
...comes to her house, what she'll do?
She'll cook tasty food for that friend.
What's wrong in that?
In case, if she stays alone at that time, is that a big offence?
I don't understand what all these people talk.
No, you alone have understood well about this.
From dawn, the Police, Forensic, Journalists, Channels, Politicians...
...no one understood and all are speaking in their own way.
Why upto that?
Even people in my family...
The main characters who lives in his heart for some period created by his imagination...
...lives with a maturity and understanding.
I am his wife and if I don't understand even this,
What is the meaning of living with him for these many years?
I understood, why he didn't tell me about you?
He doesn't want to hurt me.
But, I feel hurt for not revealing it to me.
Okay
The burden in my heart has eased.
For me too...
After speaking to you for sometime, I am feeling warm in my heart.
Okay.
They didn't give permission for me to go inside.
Wait...
I'll get you this in a bag.
No need.
It has to be here only.
Didn't you see this?
The cops asked not to touch anything.
I understood now, why he came here?
This is the hand, which served him food at last, isn't it?
("Mohana Punnagai") "The seductive smile"