I was having a random discussion with a man and he told me that he loved to cook. He would have loved to be a homemaker. In fact, it is still not too late. He often encourages his wife who is a stay-at-home mom to take some small job or maybe a business so that he can be a homemaker. “That is nice”, I said. He asked me what I thought about it. I said that there is nothing wrong in a man wanting to be a homemaker. “Neenga oru puratchi pennunga” he said. This, apparently, is not my puratchi. If at all his wife manages to become the bread winner and he manages to live his homemaking dream it is their puratchi, not mine. Not by any stretch of anyone’s imagination.
This went on for some time. He’d ask my opinion on a random topic. I will give my opinion on the said topic and will be labeled puratchi penn. Again and again and again. He got into the habit of calling me “A Penn Barathiyaar”. He showed me a picture of Suhasini with a Barathiyaar mask in “Manathil Uruthi Vendum”. He’d often recite “Kannin Maniyea” song to me in full expectation that I’d swell in pride that I also came across as that type of Puratchi Penn.
For a long time I did not know why I disliked being told this. I absolutely hated it but I did not know why. I requested that he stop doing it. He tried to explain “Kannin maniyea” to me. He seemed to feel I’d start to be proud of this label if I only understood what Vaali had written in that song. But no, I don’t dislike that song. No, I don’t have a secret grudge against Vaali. No secret grudge against KB either. Nope, Barathiyaar is just fine too. No, I do not hate Suhasini. No, the story line is fine. The picturisation is ok too. I did not mind it that Suhasini is a divorcee in that movie. No, I did not misunderstand the lyrics. I don’t want to be told the awesomeness of the lyrics.
It is just that I don’t want anyone to choose my theme song for me.
Puratchi – Revolution