LOUD Faith

Religious People's 

Empathy: Absent.
Emotional Intelligence: Missing.
Moral Certainty: Overflowing.

Preaching Sound, Practicing Noise - Article 21

The town is asleep.
With a blasting sound
With illegal cone speaker 
Mounted on post with very height on the mosque 
And with high decibels
For you call on prayer
You wake up people 
Whom are not your audience.
You wake up people 
whom you are not going to serve
You wake up people 
For to serve a miniscule.
Let you think of
Is it correct to call to call a group 
You preach about good things 
But you do the opposite 
Even after informing you
It hurts you go hurts
You are not bound to ethical 
You are not bound to moral 
You are not bound to legal
What is the the use of your preach.

When the Law Comes the Wrong Way

This morning, my friend and I were riding down a one-way street. A big arrow on the road pointed our direction, like a polite suggestion everyone had agreed to follow. It’s simple: you go this way, I go this way, nobody crashes.

Then, from the opposite direction, a scooter came toward us. It didn’t creep or hesitate. It drove like it owned the road—which, in a way, it thought it did. Right on the front was a neat little sticker: ADVOCATE.

I stopped. Because sometimes rules still work on your hands before they work on your brain.

He stopped too. He looked at us, annoyed, like we were a math problem that had suddenly appeared in his way.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

My friend said, politely, “This is a one-way. You’re coming from the wrong side.”

A tea-seller watching from the sidewalk—a kind of street-corner judge—chimed in, “Oh, he always comes this way. Every day.”

Always.
As in, “My habit is stronger than your sign.”
As in, “The real rule is the one I make up as I go.”

The advocate didn’t deny it. He didn’t say sorry. He just stood there, wrapped in a quiet, unshakable idea: knowing the law is much more important than following the law.

It was like watching a firefighter play with matches.

See, for most of us, driving the wrong way is called “being reckless.”
But for some, it’s just a “creative interpretation.”

Recklessness, after all, depends on your mood.
Safety is just a suggestion.
And endangering people? Well, that’s only real if you don’t have a law degree.

The road, of course, never went to law school.
It doesn’t read stickers.
It doesn’t care about your job title.
Concrete doesn’t respect your confidence.

Yet some people drive as if the traffic lights will turn green out of sheer politeness.

What stuck with me wasn’t that he broke the rule. People break rules all the time.
It was his attitude—the calm, cozy certainty that laws are not for him, but for other people. That rules are like umbrellas for the rain, and he’s somehow always indoors.

We rode away, and it hit me:
The most dangerous person on the road isn’t the one who doesn’t know the rules.
It’s the one who knows them… and believes they’re optional for smart people like him.

Because when the law itself starts driving the wrong way, it doesn’t look powerful anymore.

It just looks like arrogance with a bumper sticker.

Divine Distrubance

The New Year of 2026 began not with peace, but with a relentless assault of high-decibel noise from Ayyappan devotees. From New Year's Eve onward, speakers erupted with continuous sound, displaying a disregard for law, civic morality, and the well-being of others—as if they were the sole inhabitants of the universe.

No sooner had their observances concluded than a new wave began: a discordant cocktail of noise from various temples, each broadcasting its own message, blending into an indecipherable cacophony. This was swiftly followed by the amplified calls from mosques, completing the cycle of auditory siege.

These factions, by claiming dominion over public space through their religious institutions, inflict a profound disturbance on the general public. Our town has been transformed into a living hell. This is our New Year’s reality—a state of torment stemming from the total failure of the authorities to protect people's right to peace.

If God exists, He has surely fled elsewhere in search of quiet. Such is the state of our divine town.

With that, I extend New Year wishes to all—from the heart of this bedlam.

Suprabhatam Under Article 21

I am not your God—
you need not wake me.
I know my time,
I rise when I must.

I am not your God—
I can wake myself,
without your calls,
without your noise.

I am not your God—
keep your voices
between you and yours.
I never asked to hear them.

I am not your God—
yet in your shouting,
you disturb the very one
you claim to serve.

Lower your noise.
Let your faith be quiet.
Let your devotion be private.

I am not your God.

Kaantha (2025) – Tamil Film Review

Director: Selvamani Selvaraj
Cast: Dulquer Salmaan, Samuthirakani, Bhagyashri Borse, Rana Daggubati

Kaantha is a film that mixes many genres very well. It has the fear and tension of a horror movie, the curiosity of a suspense film, and the excitement of a thriller. At the same time, it tells a strong emotional story about people and their lives.

The film is set in the past, and the sets and locations look beautiful. Every place feels carefully made. Director Selvamani Selvaraj has sclupted each scene with great attention, so the story moves smoothly from beginning to end.

The story flows naturally until the police investigation begins. At that point, the pace slows a little. But soon, the police part joins the main story again and fits well into the overall flow.

All the actors perform very well. The set tells the story. The place tells the story. The people tells the story. Rana Daggubati as Inspector Devaraj “Phoenix”, Ravindra Vijay as Martin Prabhakaran, Gayathrie Shankar as Devi, Mahadevan’s wife, Nizhalgal Ravi as Sivalingam Mudaliar, Devi’s father, Bagavathi Perumal as Constable Kaathu, Vaiyapuri as Selvam, Tamizhselvi as Rani, Bijesh Nagesh as Babu and all other actors build the world of Kaantha and support the main story of fame, ambition, and mystery.

Samuthirakani as TPK “Ayya”, the strict mentor and filmmaker who found and shaped Mahadevan’s journey. He shows deep emotions through his face and body language, without speaking too much. The loss, the betrayal, his knoweldge, his flaw of human nature expressed without any hindrance.

Dulquer Salmaan as Thiruchengode Kalidasa Mahadevan “TKM”, the superstar actor acts with honesty and calm strength, showing ambition, fear, and confusion clearly.

Bhagyashri Borse as Kumari gives a natural and emotional performance that feels real. She performs as a girl born to act.

The actors often show emotions instead of saying them, which makes the film more powerful. The dialogues are short, sharp, and meaningful.

The music supports the story and never becomes too loud or distracting. It helps the emotions instead of controlling them.

The most important part of Kaantha is its message. The film shows how many people do not live the life they want. Instead, their lives are sclupted or controlled by parents, society, or powerful people. It talks about dreams, identity, and the different masks people wear to survive.

Kaantha is a special film. You may start watching it for the suspense, light horror, or the historical setting, but you will remember it for the strong acting and meaningful story.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Verdict: Must-Watch

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