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Nanjund Shastry is in his late thirties. With a family of two kids and a wife to feed, he is a part of a dying breed of brahmins who perform ceremonies for the dead. Pain and suffering are seen everyday in the form of others losing their loved ones while he has to stay stone cold to help their families perform their duties to ensure their loved ones rest in peace. His day starts early to pay his respects to the gods, clad a simple dhoti and angavastra dipped in turmeric water and await a phone call. The news of a dear one passing away is something to brood over but not for Nanjund Shastry. It's an opportunity to put his knowledge to use and make some money out of it to make ends meet. Such is the paradox of life. In the process of adapting to modern times, Shastry has tied up with the usual raft of stores and services that one would normally need in these circumstances. Shivu, who drives an ambulance is his aid when it comes to transporting the corpses while Mutthu at the stor...

Is it just me or do well like the number 100? Indian cinema celebrated 100 years in 2013, Sachin Tendulkar scored a hundred 100s in international cricket, I scored 100/100 in Math, this is my 100th draft on my blogger account; yeah there must be something special about it. On that subject, while this is not the 100th post on my blog, it is the 100th draft that I've come up with. Some ideas are still on the shelf and need to be worked on. Yet there is sense of satisfaction when we move on from two to three digits, three to four and so on. Just like music is an important part of our lives, we all embrace movies with equal gusto. While not all of us might fancy go to the movies to catch a film, we definitely enjoy a timely movie session on the couch at least. Over the years, various genres have evolved, giving us a sneak preview of what the director wants to convey in that brief period of time. With the inadvertent invasion of money and politics into cinema, there is definitely the...