#alai payuthey

[fishyyyyy99]

It makes me so happy that Devi finally ended up joining the long list of Tamil heroines who did dance numbers at weddings. I've included a few in this post.

Shaila Banu in Bombay (1995)

Neelambari in Padayappa (1999) [I know she's not the heroine, but how can one not include the iconic Neelambari in this list?]

Shakthi in Alai Payuthey (2000)

Shruti in Ahaa Kalyanam (2014)

Devi (and Kamala) in Never Have I Ever (2023)

[tee-jay-666]

Alai Payuthy (2000)

[everningdearth]

the perfect blend of love and lust

[snixx]

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im a hopeless sap when it comes to friendships:') super into cheesy friendship rituals and dramatic declarations of love and ridiculous grand plans for the future and the like. i was working on my cv a while back and somehow managed to lose almost every certificate and important document from high school. but i have every single fucking card my ex best friend gave me over the past 4.5 years. i might also have every card my friends have ever given me from like when i was 8 not sure. speaking of..........happy friendship day hershey!:D

2. i learned keyboard for like five years but im pretty sure i can barely play:')

3. i have like a zillion moles on my body ive lost count. two on my chin one on my neck one on my palm one on each forearm a cluster on my upper arm two on my thigh one on top of my foot off the top of my head. and ive had a tonnn of...idk what to call them?? pimples i guess? small pink or red or brown spots? kattis? except more permanent all over my arms and legs (like a LOT a lot i think there are like almost fifty on one leg alone) but i somehow rarely get them on my face:) and at least ten cycle scars. i really love that about my body it's so me and all the marks prove it <3

[ramayantika]

Tere Rang

“It’s going to be a Krishna song for the dance competition once again, right?” said, Ananya, inserting the last juda pin in her friend, Vilasini’s hair.

Vilasini, a seventeen-year-old science student in class eleven was all set for the senior’s inter-school dance fest that was to be held at her school. She wore a dark blue lehenga with gold embroidery that shimmered under the lights. Her best friend, Ananya, had taken the responsibility of getting Vilasini ready for the competition because, she was good at stage makeup and hairstyling, a skill, Vilasini was yet to acquire perfectly.

“You know me well, Ananya,” said, Vilasini, her face donning a faint shade of the setting sun.

Ananya looked at her friend’s bashful face, whose eyes had immediately moved down to the floor at the mention of Krishna, the god, the charmer of hearts from a bygone era. As she braids flowers into Vilasini’s hair, she wonders how did a girl from today’s time fall in love with a God when people barely utter a prayer under their breaths.

Krishna… the name itself was beautiful. Though Ananya was not that much of a believer in gods and goddesses, she happily supported her friend in her beliefs. For Ananya, Krishna was not a God, but a great historical character, an important figure to learn from especially in today’s time. Sometimes she offered flowers to the Krishna murti at her house after a lot of pestering from her mother, but she would spend a lot of time reading stories and articles about him.

Vilasini, on the other hand appeared to be a modern generation saint. She spoke softly and so slowly in a gentle voice that made everyone feel as if a divine aura surrounded them. For Vilasini, Krishna was her life force, her breath, and her purpose for living. She woke up with Krishna’s name on her lips and welcomed sleep with only Krishna’s name on her lips.

“You remind me of the saint poet, Meera, do you know?” Ananya said, after finishing her work on Vilasini’s hair left beautifully open with a half bun pinned with jasmine and rose flowers.

Vilasini turned her head from her reflection towards her friend. “No one can be Meerabai in this generation. Not even me, even if I try to.”

Ananya smiled and shook her head. Checking the last details of Vilasini’s makeup and hair, she said, “Fine, but I am damn sure, you will look the prettiest contestant there.”

Smiling, Vilasini replied, patting the creases on her skirt, “All thanks to my talented sakhi here.”

“I like the way the word sakhi sounds. So gentle and beautiful.”

***

Vilasini’s performance was the last one in the list. Ananya had decided to stay with her friend instead of joining the audience just for the sole reason of helping her friend for any last-minute mishaps and to maintain her friend’s confidence.

Tapping her feet, Vilasini asked, “Will I be able to perform well? There have been so many good performances before me. Also, I have a very simple song. Will anyone be interested in watching mine anymore after all the splendid presentations?”

Ananya looked at the boy dancing on the stage on Hai Rama in a bolly-hiphop fusion style. Turning her gaze towards her friend, she said, “Sometimes, the most simple things are the most thoughtful ones. Have faith in your practice and Krishna. And just like you always do, dance for your Krishna, for him alone.”

A minute later, the boy was done with his performance, and the audience erupted in cheers and applause. The host, one of Vilasini’s classmates, then announced her arrival on stage and signalled at the small back room upstairs to start playing Vilasini’s music.

“All the best, Vilasini. Go win the stage and your dear Kanha’s heart,” wished Ananya.

Vilasini nodded at her friend and muttered Krishna’s name under her breath as she took a twirl to enter the stage on the beats of the sitar.

Alai payuthey kanna en manam miga alai payuthe…

Vilasini’s fingers show the movement of waves as the song goes on to depict how her mind flows like waves when she hears Krishna’s melodious flute. The golden embroidery on her lehenga glitters under the yellow stage lights on the ceiling. If her voice alone was enough to bring tranquil in her listener’s hearts, her dance was captivating to catch everyone’s attention. No matter what they were doing earlier, all their eyes and other senses stand still on seeing her move on stage like a swan.

Nilai peyandru Kanna , shilai polave nindra,

Neram avathu ariyamale miga

Vinodhamana Murali Dhara , en manam…

The blue dupatta twirls around her and covers her face for a second before moving away like a sea wave gently going back from the shore. As the blue veils falls off from her face, Vilasini sees a boy seated in the corner of the audience, looking the most striking and attractive amongst all. Her breath stands still as she portrays a woman standing like a statue after being lost in the lovely cowherd’s music.

Her ghungroos produce an enchanting sound in sync with the beats of the song. Her body sways to the music as light as the branches of the kadamba tree. It appeared as if Vilasini’s soul danced on stage and not only just her body. Ananya smiles at her friend’s performance when a flash of gold passes her eye on the opposite side of the stage. Blinking her eyes once again, she lets out a gasp when she sees a long peacock feather on the ground.

There is no one on the opposite side of the stage except the host who is on her phone.

Telinda nilvu patta pagal pol eriyuthe , un dikkai nokki yen iru puruvam neriyuthe…

Kanintha un venu ganam kattil varugudhe , kangal sorugi oru vidhamay varugudhe…

Vilasini’s heart races as a strange yet divine awareness fills her being. Her beloved is right here. She can’t see him, but feel his presence. As she mouths the lyrics while performing, a small lock of hair escapes the clutch of the clips pinned to her hair and lightly tickle her left cheek.

A soft whisper teases her ear, “Why search for me elsewhere, when I exist right in front of you priye?”

Ananya notices her friend’s mouth open slightly, as if she heard something else other than the song. The moment lasts for only a mere second and Vilasini is back to her performance. Her expressions change from being a shy bashful girl talking to Krishna to being a passionate heroine desperate to see her lover. Vilasini’s large doe-like eyes turn watery and they move around like a deer in search of Krishna. Ananya observes the vulnerability in her stance. Her friend was far beyond the music. She was in a mystical realm of divine love and longing.

Kathitha pathathil oruthi manathai

Enakku alitthu mahizhtthavaa…

As Vilasini points to her lovely alta-dyed feet, her eyes spot another dark foot adorned with a gold anklet just beside her. Before she could stare at the foot that had fallen in step with her, she feels someone hold her arm and turn her around. The touch, light as a feather, and warm as a lover’s.

Her body bends gracefully to the side, her fingers laced together and arms raised up, with the neck slightly bent downwards. When her eyes travel up, she sees the one, whom she had been desperately dreaming about since childhood, her one true love.

“Prananatha?” She murmurs.

“The one and only,” says, the dark beloved lord of her heart. Pretty feet around, which lie two beautiful gold anklets. A golden yellow dhoti and a royal blue uttariya over his shoulders, broad arms laden with golden arm bands and the signature peacock feather on his crown, the darling heart thief of Vrindavana bows at her.

No long does Vilasini care about the audience. It’s a wonder if she even cares about herself anymore. Her limbs move on their own accord, or perhaps on Krishna’s accord. Ananya senses something strange near her friend, and even near herself.

The energy in the auditorium has changed. Teachers and students sit still with their senses lost, eyes all dazed and drowsy as if witnessing something hypnotic in front of them. The judges don’t write the scores, their pens now resting on the table. Ananya wonders if someone is actually even breathing or not.

Oru thanitha vanatthil anaitthu enakku

Unarcchi koduthu Mughizhtthavaa…

“Man, is she really hugging someone on stage?” mutters, Ananya, her eyes wide in surprise and confusion laced in her features.

Vilasini’s slender arms curl around her beloved lord’s neck, as she takes a round about the stage. Her feet daintily move around, their pace slow as if time itself had slowed down to let Vilasini absorb the moment. “I have waited for this moment all my life, Krishna.”

Her song album doesn’t have a flute tune, but what limits does Krishna have? He plays a sweet mellifluous tune from his flute that has enchanted the world since the third cycle of time. Vilasini’s nimble fingers caress Krishna’s curls as he dances near her, his smile enchanting and disarming like a sharp arrow aimed straight towards her heart.

“I have had too many women falling over me, but I wouldn’t like you to fall down for me physically here on stage. We have a performance to show.”

“The world does not matter to me anymore. Only you do,” says, Vilasini, her voice, only a mere whisper.

KaNai kadal alaiyinil

Kadhiravan oliyinil

Inai iru kazhalena kazhikkavaa?…

“The ever-flowing waves keep meeting the shore, and the sun sheds its light to the whole of mankind. How long would it be until my friend finally starts to acknowledge my presence?” Ananya hears a manly playful voice near her ears, causing her to jump a little in fright.

To Vilasini, if the lord of the Universe appeared in the form of a young charming boy with a lovely peacock feather and a gracious smile, then to Ananya, he appeared in the form of a glorious king decked in silks and jewels, befitting his royal lineage and handsome charm.

“The fuck?”

“I thought you would have realized me by now, but i realized that you actually did not. Here I am to finally show myself to my sakhi.”

“When did I become your sakhi?”

Rolling his beautiful dark eyes, he sighs, and says, “Years ago, when you were merely a six-year-old and your colony children did not include you in their games, you came to me and asked me to be your friend.” He pouts, and gives her a mock glare, “Batao meri mitrata ke yahi din aagaye…?”

Ananya blinks her eyes rapidly. “This is a literal prank now. Tell me who are you?”

Placing his hands over his hips, the lord of Dwaraka says, “The world’s famous and naughtiest prankster.”

“And you are also there with her…?” Ananya pointed towards her friend.

“Ask me where am I not?”

The stage lights change from yellow to bluish-green, making the darling of Vrindavana look even more ethereal. His eyes gleam like a diamond’s lustrous glow and Vilasini’s eyes go lost in his tender gaze. He raises his arm, and Vilasini lifts her fingers to graze his wrist when he gently holds her hand and makes her sway around him.

Kadhari manam uruhi naan azhaikkavo?

Fresh tears drip down her eyes as she takes in the beauty of her beloved. She could dance for him to his tunes forever and ever until one day her breath flies away and she merges into her love, her God. Krishna’s eyes gleam on catching sight of his devotee’s love-filled eyes, and Vilasini’s eyes gleam with happy tears on finally finding her God, her life.

A dazzling scene unfolds in front of Ananya’s eyes. Krishna yellow robes and Vilasini’s blue lehenga sparkle like a scene from a fantasy movie. When their hands meet, a red aura forms around them, and when their feet brush against one other, a soft white halo forms around them. She doesn’t let her eyelids fall for even a second as realization dawns on her about the concept of Jivatmaa and Parmatmaa.

“Now do you see?” Dwarkadheesh asks.

Ananya hesitantly lets out a breath, afraid that even a slightest of movement would disrupt the enchanting vision in front of her. “Yes, everything.”

Is it some illusion or is it the naked truth? How does one even breathe or move when the lord of the senses, the mastermind behind all, comes in front of you and smiles like a dear old friend from the past? What is God? Is he a friend or a teacher? Is he a child or a lover? Did the poets from the bygone era write such colourful poetry of lovelorn nayikas, searching for their dear Kanhaiya after experiencing the same emotions like the two girls facing now? I do not know about the others, but Krishna is like water. Just like water takes the shape of the container it is housed in, so does our Kanhaiya gladly conform to the shades of various characters we see him as.

One is an observer, marvelled at the glorious sight. How can she go back to the world now?

One is a participant of the colourful play, a mystical performance of the universe, a dance that can never completely be given justice in description. It can only be seen through the eyes and felt by the heart. It cannot be danced by the body. Only the soul dances. She never belonged to the world.

“Priye do you see now?”

And the dancer blushes like a bride, her voice breathy and low, “I now see it all, Prananatha.”

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This was requested by @purplelandsworld

I deviated slightly from the request because a crazy krishna dream struck and i began listeniing to tere rang and Alai payuthey so i really really reaaly hope you like this one. This one is a little different from what i usually write byt anyway i hope you find it nice

Also you all i had been waiting to get this written down from a long time but kanhaiya here made me busy with college work. Now he finally gave me my college so here's a little token for him from my side

And before some of you come up to me saying haww this is indecent and krishna isn't a netflix look if it were indecent krishna would never let me write it. Besides all of it have also been my own scenarios to keep me happy with krishna so kindly do not interfere. And this fic was inspired from a really pretty dream i saw and god krishna took my heart away even in the dream then so i added some of those parts in this one too.

tagging: @shut-up-rabert @ketchup-jar-ka @krishna-sahacharini

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[through-the-clouds-and-away]

Few of my favorite kisses. Because there is something magical in that kiss which might last only a second but feels like home. 

Movies included :

Tangled (2010)

Gilmore Girls series (2000-2007)

A Quiet Place (2018)

10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

Alai Payuthey (2000)  

[meru-nilaya]

2000s indian music slapped. okay. like it did. you think i'm lying? no this is fucking facts. golden age of ar rahman and we're slowly edging in a zone between indian and western music and it's this boom of unique shit right there. alai payuthey my beloved. azhagiye is fucking iconic. usure poguthey? I scream to that shit now, like I did when I was like 5. okay. the disco song (BEFORE SOTD MIND YOU) and the sheila ki jawaani one? my parents got sick of me listening to it. sick. shankar mahadevan! lagaan! fucking all of it! 2000s desi music slapped!!

[mizutaama]

finally heard the song 'minsara kanna/poove' and I now finally see why, in twitter's ar rahman bracket poll, everyone was falling over each other to save this song in every poll (although in the end alai payuthey's songs usurped every poll). It's actually good! How did I miss hearing this my whole life???? I get now why everyone was begging their followers to vote for it. Now i feel sorry for never voting for it

[lvlystars]

seventeen + tamil movies i see them being in

as a tamil carat, this was very self indulgent because i really love imagining seventeen in these movies.

SEUNGCHEOL. - vikram + anjali in imaikkaa nodigal

...if ykyk. i cried watching this movie, and seungcheol reminds me SO MUCH of vikram. totally not being biased bcus i love cheol and this is literally my most favourite movie of all time. but vikram was such a loving husband and was SO READY to be a father (yes he dies, but as if i would let that happen to seungcheol.), and i just know seungcheol would do anything and EVERYTHING for you. he would even give the UNIVERSE for you. he's just so 💔💔

JEONGHAN. - arjun + anu in oh my kadavule

even though the guy was a dick in this movie, at least he actually realized what he was losing...and i see jeonghan being like this tbh. he marries you because of some pact that you made as kids ('we'll marry each other if none of us gets married by 27!') and now you loathe each other. well, actually he loathes being with you but you still love him :(. and when he decides to divorce you, badabing badaboom some guy (possibly named lee chan) that claims he's god makes him time travel back in time to rethink some life decisions, and surprise surprise, jeonghan doesn't marry you, oNLY FOR HIM TO ACTUALLY FALL HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU??? so yeah, i see jeonghan getting a redemption arc for his love life, and he gets the best out of it!

JOSHUA. - aadhi + tara in ok kanmani

i would give my left kidney to meet someone like this. i'm serious. imagine saying 'oh i don't like the idea of marriage, it's so much commitment. how about a live-in relationship?' and then all of a sudden, when you're looking for a lady with alzheimer's, you blurt out 'NO MORE LIVE-IN RELATIONSHIP. MARRY ME RN.' well that's exactly what i see happening with joshua. you guys meet at a friend's wedding, and literally you move in together and just have so much fun, but then when you both have to go abroad for your careers, you guys now only have 10 days left to enjoy which y'all end up wasting because of arguments :/. but don't worry! joshua is not the type to let his person go at any cost >:( (you need to stay with him or else he will take custody of the cat. but you still love him 🫶

JUNHUI. - karthik + dr. shakthi in alai payuthey

i live for train romance, and moon junhui is the perfect man i imagine having a train romance. i live by that. like one day he sees you from across the train station while he's with his friends, and suddenly a day later he's flirting with you on the train while you're just praying none of your relatives sees you with a MAN. and if you thought that was a struggle...well i wish you good luck with hiding this relationship...

HOSHI. - sachein + shalini in sachein

hoshi is the type to be such a playful guy in college that everyone loves and gets along with except for that one person (ahem, YOU) that just seems to HATE HIM because of something he said about you just to TEASE YOU. and when he falls for you, this man is the type to place a bet that he will make you fall for him knowing full well that he will win because this lil shit knows what he's capable of, and when he does, he won't rub it in your face bcus he's mature and BETTER like that (well, he will later).

WONWOO. - aditha + nandini in ponniyin selvan

OH MY GODDDDDDD HISTORICAL ERA WONWOO ALWAYS HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLDDDDD. and the story behind aditha and nandini will never fail to make me so sad. like, the right person wrong time trope is SO STRONG WITH THEIR STORY IT MAKES ME WANNA SKLJFGHKDLJGHFDK. ANYWAYS so yeah y'all fell in love as teenagers, but because of royal blood being tainted by commoner's blood shit kinda ruins y'all's future, you guys are forced apart, only for you to come back as a ruler of the rival kingdom, and married to some old hag...yeah. wonwoo in that role makes me FOLD.

WOOZI. - kamal + nethra in guitar kambi melu nindru (navarasa)

you BEST KNOW THIS MAN IS GETTING THE MUSIC MAN ARC. like, you're a singer, and y'all meet during a recording session. one day, he offers to drop you off, and you guys just talk and realize you guys have a lot in common. soon, y'all date, and you guys have such a great time, and he even writes a song for you, but unfortunately, he had to leave the country to explore his full potential as an artist, and you both had to part :(

MINGYU. - gautham + kundavi in sillunu oru kadhal

arranged marriage au for mingyu just makes sense in the best ways. like, at first you both do not like the marriage at all. you guys don't even spare a single glance at each other at the altar. all of a sudden, 5 years later you guys have a little daughter and y'all are making out on every single counter in the house when the poor kid is at school, completely oblivious. but then one day you find mingyu's old diary that he had back in his college days and you find out about mingyu's 'first wife' that he never got to divorce LMAO.

SEOKMIN. - kutty + geetha in kutty

THIS ANGEL OF A MAN!!!!! you have a boyfriend, but all of a sudden some random guy comes up to you and says 'i love you! :D' and hands you a flower....in front of your boyfriend. at first you keep expressing that you hate him, and you would think 'aw, poor seokmin, he's being rejected so many times :(', but NO!!! with a little bit of psychological warfare and pulling the 'I HAVE KIDS ON MY SIDE' card, you fall head over heels &lt;3

MINGHAO. - mathi + jennifer in cobra

ah, yes. you meet the love of your life by hitting him with your dad's car which you weren't even supposed to take in the first place! don't worry because he fell head over heels for you when he was flipping mid-air, and was even moved to tears when he overheard how distressed you sounded when you found out what had happened to him. you guys start going out together (minus the days his twin attended the school) and eventually y'all start dating (YIPPIEEE), only for you to die in the end (womp womp :/). ok, but all jokes aside, he loved you so much, to the point where he broke off ties with his own twin. all the days he spent with you felt like pure heaven, it felt too good to be true. only for it to actually be too good to be true, that god decided it can't be true anymore, and killed you off!

SEUNGKWAN. - santhosh + kavitha in unakkum enakkum (something something)

modern boy x village girl is such a cute trope i don't think y'all get it. like, when you have to get used to how this london monkey (in the movie, not seungkwan bb) is so annoyingly attractive you just want to punch his pretty little face...lightly...caress it...and hold it....and then slap that smirk off his face! and the way seungkwan would love you so much that he's willing to go any lengths to impress your brother so seungkwan can marry you, including farming and adapting to harsh conditions JUST to prove his love for you &lt;;/3

VERNON. - sathya + hemainika in yennai araindhaal

vernon meeting you the way sathya met hemainika is what i imagine tbh (without y/n dying ofc). like. you being a single parent and y'all start going out together and it's just good times bcus vernon gets along with the kid and you're all just like a cute lil family (pls don't flame me i forgot the plot to this movie...)

DINO. - krishnan + malini in vaaranam aayiram

I AM THE BIGGEST FAN OF MUNDHINAM‼️‼️‼️THAT SONG IS MY LIFE. I WANT THAT TO BE MY THEME SONG!!!!! anyways, back to chan. this couple is THE best love marriage. i always live by this couple. like, chan following you around campus because he is HEAD OVER HEELS for this girl, and he just, serenades and dances for you EVERYWHERE on campus. my guy is DOWN BAD. and you eventually reciprocate the feelings. then you both be all lovey dovey and have your happily ever after!!!! definitely no tragic deaths anywhere!!

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Sakiye from Alaipayuthey (Tamil, 2000)

[kansassire]

Alai Payuthey,  2000, Mani Ratnam