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sthi”

“Hey people, listen to the story of Kaalahasthi”

“The story of Sri Kaalahasthi”

“You’re blessed listening to this story or visiting the holy place”

“The dance of Lord Shiva”

“Parvathi Parameswaram”

“Hey merciful Lord bearing Ganga, blue necked Lord Shiva”

“Hey Lord Shiva, protect us”

“A devotee of Lord Shiva was born as a spider”

“He built a nest for the Lord in the temple”

“Stubborn Lord testing his devotion”

“Created a huge fire with his fiery eye”

“To save Linga from the raging fire, spider let go life by jumping in the fire”

“Shiva blessed him and gave a place in his heart”

“He added Sri at the beginning of Kaalahasthi’s name”

“Name of Lord Shiva resounded in the skies”

“Earth is blessed with the greatness of Lord Shiva”

“This is the greatness”

“This is the greatness of Shiva”

“Bless us to take your name, hey Lord Shiva”

“Hey Lord Shiva, protect us”

“A proud serpent brought the gems over its head”

“Worshipped Lord Shiva with great devotion”

“An elephant feeling to be the greatest worshipper, with its trunk”

“Pushed the gems aside and showered water”

“The serpent with a rage entered into elephant’s trunk”

“Unable to bear the pain, elephant banged its head on a rock”

“Lord liked sacrifices of elephant and the serpent”

“He gave the word ‘Kaalahasthi’ along with Sri”

“Name of Lord Shiva resounded in the skies”

“Earth is blessed with the greatness of Lord Shiva”

“This is the greatness”

“This is the greatness of Shiva”

“Bless us to take your name, hey Lord Shiva”

“Hey Lord Shiva, protect us”

Goddess Parvathi, you have won. I shall grant you a wish.

You have past wishes you still haven’t fulfilled,

Why new boons again?

Looks like Goddess Aparna is angered.

I have left wishes ungranted, you say? Tell me to whom I still owe a boon.

You said you’d raise a shrine honoring the three: the snake, spider,

and elephant – the Sri Kala Hasthi who sacrificed their lives in devotion to you.

Mother of the World, I know your heart’s desire.

Soon you will evolve as Gnana Prasoonambica in Srikalahasthi.

You'll present salvation for devotion, knowledge and eternity.

How’s that possible?

My dear...

God’s grace guides human will.

The Lord’s will entwines with man’s.

The life-expanding Vayulingam will be worshiped by all.

Where there is now dense jungle, a shrine to wisdom will arise.

A man is born...

He will transcend generations.

He will initiate the shrine’s construction...

and span the Great Ages, spreading light across the universe.

Who’s that person born with purpose, looked up by this three eyed Lord?

Hey! We got a great fruit.

Thinna, you never stop. We got a ripe fruit!

Kethu pointed it out and asked for it. I hit it for him. Give it to Kethu.

Kothi kommacchi jingora jinga. Jingora Jinga.

- Thinna, my chain! - What happened, Kethu?

Let’s go to the carnival! Hurry up! It’s starting!

Shambhaa...

Shambha. Shambha. Shambha!

Shambha. Shambha. Shambha! Goddess possessed again.

Maremma madam! What is The Goddess saying?

Mother asks that we sacrifice one person to end the deaths in our hamlet.

Mother says to let go a hundred lives in return for one sacrifice.

Another human sacrifice?

Hey! I think you mean, we will return the life Devi gave him back to her?

Do you want Devi’s wrath or her blessings?

Blessings, Mother.

In the sacrificial temple of Bijja bali: thunga!

Thunga! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!

Bless us, mother!

Thunga! Thunga!

Look! This is the eye ammori.

Whoever this eye catches a glimpse of must be sacrificed.

It’s been the ritual for generations.

Goddess!

Goddess!

- Thinna! -What? - Stop, man.

- Shambha... Shambha... - Have Mercy Mother! I beg you at your feet.

I can't watch my son being sacrificed. Instead, kill me and give him life.

Stop...

His life is no longer his.

He will be sacrificed for the sake of the village. Let go!

Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice...

Kethu...

Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice...

Father! What are they doing to Kethu?

Your mother fell victim to the fever that spread throughout the village.

We believe this sacrifice will help stop the dying.

Show respect.

Sacrifice? You mean they’ll kill Kethu?

Shambha...

- Thinna... - Thinna, stop!

Kethu!

Sacrifice... Sacrifice... Sacrifice...

Sacrifice... Sacrifice... Sacrifice...

Sacrifice... Sacrifice... Sacrifice...

- Kethu! - Sacrifice... Sacrifice...

Shambha... Shambha... Shambha...

Shambha... Shambha... Shambha...

Shambha... Shambha... Shambha...

This is not God. It’s nothing but a rock!

Only stone!

There’s no God, father.

- That’s just a stone. - Thinna stop!

- There’s no God. - Thinna...

- That’s just a stone. - Thinna stop! Wait!

Mother... You said that God saves people's lives.

What's that, mother? He took away Kethu’s life.

There is no God, Ma. It’s just a stone.

It’s just a stone.

Thinna... Thinna...

Don’t say that Thinna. It’s wrong.

You can speak against humans but not against God.

There’s no God, Father. If he were here I would kill him!

I would kill him!

No, Thinna...

Why are you so happy, God of gods?

He threw a stone, not a bilva leaf.

When he thinks of me and throws even a stone...

that feels like a bilva leaf for me, Bhavani.

You think an atheist like him is going to worship you?

Change is part of nature, Devi.

I know Thinnadu exists, and eventually he’ll realize I do too.

Look at the stone thrown by Thinna in anger, Devi.

My cutie...

Help! My baby! An eagle carried off my baby!

Please help!

My baby!

Thinna.

Hey! Thinna.

Thinna!

My baby!

Here! Your child is safe. Don't you worry.

You restored my child and my life to me, Thinna.

- You are a god to us! - No! Not that! -Ganga!

Ammoru saved your child, not Thinnadu.

I, a human, saved its life.

If it were up to that rock, we would’ve had to give him a sacrifice.

I will protect all children. That’s my vow!

Thinnadu's vow!

- Chief! -Yes! - Tell us tales of Thinnadu.

Listen, I’ll tell.

His birth is a story all its own.

Mother Forest, his teacher, taught him the art of the hunt.

His vision seems ordinary, like any of ours,

but it is keen and sharp.

He went to pick mountain flowers... on his way back, he encountered a tiger.

Thinna was just six years old, but he wasn’t scared.

He picked up a nearby spear.

The tiger stared at him.

Thinnadu returned the gaze.

Just before the tiger pounced, he thrust the spear into as into

a mound of red clay.

That was all it took—the spear sank right into the tiger's throat.

So, I made a bow for him out of a rib from the tiger he’d slain.

I crafted arrows from the horns of a spotted deer.

His hunt started in childhood, and still continues.

Sir! How many times will you bore them with the same tale every day?

How many times will you repeat the same story?

Your story always feels fresh no matter how many times I tell it.

Yes.

That's fine, let’s go to sleep. It’s already late in the night.

Just one more little story.

- Father, let's go. - Mallu, you tell.

Ok, move on!

We got to narrate such warriors' tales to the children.

Why are we not getting anyt hunt today?

You take that side and I’ll go here.

- Ok? - OK!

Who are you? I don’t think you’re from our Village.

Don’t just stand there like a tree trunk.

Can’t you speak?

Deaf? Arrogant?

Nemali, I caught a rabbit! Come see!

Thinna, I bagged the deer!...

Thinna!

Thinna!

What’s with you?

A stunning girl captivated me. She appeared and then vanished.

Disappeared, means... Probably a ghost!

My Lovely Ghost.

Who are you? Why are you coming without permission?

What’s all this bending?

What is it like to be welcomed with swords by the teacher? Isn't that strange?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Who are you people?

We are the worthies who have come from the banks of Swarnamukhi river to civilize you...

Oh!

We came here on the invitation of this Hamlet’s Queen.

Honored gentlemen, greetings.

Greetings...

This is my colleague, Srimaan chowdeshwarappa garu.

And my colleague, Sriyutha kankubatteswara garu.

Masters, This is our daughter, Nemali.

Nemali. Why did you cover yourself with so much ash?

Do you stroll the graveyard like Shiva?

Who said Shiva wanders graveyards?

Again with your smart mouth.

Why do I have to keep telling you?

For 27 generations our family has been the leaders of our clan.

We wield the sword.

If you walk around worshipping Shiva like this, what will happen to our power?

Shiva gave us the power, right?

See masters?

She goes around wearing devotion on her sleeve,

Bring down her devotion, enhance leadership qualities and

make her into a greatest leader of all these hamlets.

Not a problem.

We trained the Lion in leadership and now he’s the king of the forest.

Then I charge you to transform my daughter into a princess.

As you wish, so be it.

Teachers, don’t listen to my mother.

I dream of the Vayulingam every night.

Can you show it to me?

Madness, girl.

The Vayulingam is guarded by the Bhadraganas.

Regular folks can’t just drop in for a visit.

Mister MahadevaShastri.

The very embodiment of Lord Shiva.

Blessed by Parameshwara.

Wise scholar. Foremost authority on the four Vedas.

When he bows his head and prays, he is Kalahastheeswara.

When he lifts his head he is the fearsome Kalabhairava.

He alone is the supreme one watches over Vayulingam.

“Dama Dama Dama Dama – Vishwalingaa”

“Dhimi Dhimi Dhimi Dhimi – Visfu Lingaa”

“Damadama Damadama – Abhayalingaa”

“Dhimi Dhimi Dhimi Dhimi – Aathmalingaa”

“Over there he stands, Mahadeva Shastri”

“Right here he is, Mahadeva Shastri”

“He awakens – at Brahma's gentle touch”

“The forest awakens – under his gaze”

“His forehead adorned with Shiva's divine touch”

“This Shiva contemplates deeply”

“To the rhythmic Damaruka beats in his heart”

“This Shiva (Hata Yogi) listens intently”

“When he closes his eyelid – he becomes fierce Shastri”

“When he opens his third eye – he transforms into destructive “

“He is the pillar of faith and aspiration”

“With the reflection of Shaiva gracing his countenance”

“When he closes his eyelid – he becomes fierce Shastri”

“When he opens his third eye – he transforms into destructive “

“He is the pillar of faith and aspiration”

“With the reflection of Shaiva gracing his countenance”

“Om Namah Shivaya”

“Om Namah Shivaya”

"How sublime, how mysterious form of Vayulingam”

“You have granted me alone the opportunity to touch you”

“Shivam resides in the Sun and the Moon”

“Shivam flows through the nine nerves”

“Shivam permeates the Earth”

“Shivam stretches across the vast sky”

“Sound of the waves of Ganga descending to touch you, resonates as Shivam”

“You embody the form of the boundless Skyland”

“You serve as the foundation for all living forms upon this Earth”

“The form of Shiva encompasses the entire universe”

Sharvaya! Bhavaya!

Thrinethraya!

Neelakantaaya! Bhasmangaraagaaya! Namasshivaya!

Jagadhbhurandharaa! Salutes to the Pranalingam.

Here in the glorious Mrityunjaya holy land where you, the first Ordained,

gave life-giving alms to the young Markandeyu and made him...

one of the seven immortals.

Your breath on Kailasa peak is the same as blows through this southern Kailasa.

Our family, descendants of the Agasthya clan, were entrusted to perform the Shiva ritual.

This Vayulingam, the great secret of Shiva, must not be discovered by outsiders.

I will not allow it to be desecrated.

I will not permit blasphemous acts.

I vowed this to my father.

As a witness to the Vedic verses delivered by the Goddess of the Vedas, Mata Gayatri.

I swear on my sacred thread.

I will sacrifice any life to preserve the glory of this Vayulingam,

even offer up my own.

Auspicious Shiva!

Auspicious Rudra.!

What is it, Tikki?

The other day, you followed close on Mali’s horse’s swaying tail.

Yesterday, you poked around Shivangi's horse.

What is this behavior? You can’t stop yourself?

How many horse lovers do you need?

One should be enough.

Just as my lovely Ghost would be for me.

Don’t be upset.

I myself saw her only that once. Next time I’ll introduce you.

Oi.

How do we get to the Vayulingam?

You’re going to that brick?

What nuthouse of a land did you escape from?

What do need that rock for?

We have something important to do. Please tell how to get there.

Straight through the forest, you’ll see four hamlets...

you’ll come to the Swarnamukhi river.

Bhadhraganam, guards of the lingam, will show up and tell you the rest.

Hey Sivangi, does your mother Maremma know about your love with Maali?

Oh no, she'd kill if known.

Here, have water.

The journey from a long distance has made us quite thirsty.

Can you give us something to quench our thirst?

All yours, Chief.

To quench this thirst, a pot of water won’t do.

We need the body of one of your mountain folk.

Get back here!

- Run for your lives! - Sieze them!

Let me go!

Hey, catch guys.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

He escaped. Let go!

Who are these people? I’ve never seen them around here!

Do you have any idea whose people you killed?

My brother is on his way.

And who’s he supposed to be?

Kalamukhudu...

Kala... Kala... Kala...

Kala... Kala... Kala...

My brother Kalamukha is no mere man. He is Yama, Lord of Death.

Kala... Kala... Kala...

Kala... Kala... Kala...

Hey! Only fifty of us have arrived yet, you see.

If we’d carried and taken the Vayulingam, you might have stood a chance.

But now, my brother’s coming.

He’ll come with an army of hundreds, thousands, even lakhs and ruin all your hamlets.

He'll take away Vayulingam.

His army will decapitate your men before your eyes...

and subject every woman to brutal suffering.

We're dead if Kalamukha arrives.

Have no fear.

Lord Vishnu in the form of Varaha...

the boar rescued the Earth Goddess Bhudevi from the demon...

since then, we have dwelt in peace in this forest.

No bandits or troublemakers have dared encroach on us.

Good they don’t attack by Goddess’s grace. What if they attack?

They’re an army of thousands. What can we do, Chief?

Let them come in millions. We’ll end them.

Spear-throwing is not as easy as talk.

To win the war, we need to perform rituals for the Goddess.

If not, she'd sip everyone's blood dry.

We will be left with corpses.

Maremma is right about one thing.

Everyone would die.

But, how we died doesn't matter.

It’s the cause for which we die that gives our lives value.

If we can truly win using pumpkins and lemons, why use arrows and axes?

Who says we need to raise an army?

A single lion can overcome ten wild elephants.

We have the power to vanquish such a lion with just a single arrow.

We are untamed, and each of us as fearsome as a hundred lions.

You all just say yes for the war.

I’ll take the vanguard. My aim is to kill at least a thousand.

Not thousands, let them come in Lakhs. Let's fight.

And that’s my vow. Thinnadu's vow.

She gathers lemons... burns the pumpkins.

And that’s how she expects us to win.

The real suffering in this village is due to no one but Maremma.

You always come to your mother's side you're upset, Thinnaa .

Thinnaa. We’ve followed this tradition for generations. Pay Devi respect.

You know my feelings about that stuff.

I know.

That’s why I never pressed my belief in God on.

You’re free to believe as you will.

But there’s nothing wrong in respecting other's beliefs.

I can't perform a ritual I detest and don’t believe in, father.

I can't withstand saying as belief when a mistake is being done.

I don’t have the strength.

Please, just have some of this.

I don’t want it.

Just take it. Please.

To battle Kalamukha, Thinna, the five clans have to work together.

Aren't we capable of facing them on our own?

Thinna, it’s just as wrong to overestimate one’s enemy out of fear...

as it is to underestimate them by denying how dangerous they are.

You really believe the other clans will set aside their long time grudges and stand with us?

A new enemy is far more dangerous than an old feud...

They’ll come together to fight but not to fight as one.

I have grave doubts, Father.

I already sent word to get it going.

Everyone is committed.

As a Father and the Village leader, my order stands.

What can I say now?

We welcome Chanda, their leader of Bhalluka's and his people.

Hereditary worshippers and the guardians of Vayulinga,

we welcome the leader Kampa and his army.

We welcome the leader Mundadu, his son Bebbuli and whole clan.

We welcome the clan queen Pannaga, princess Nemali and the whole clan of women

The leader Nadhanadha and his son... Welcome to Thinnadu!

Nathanatha, Kalamukha is invading your village.

Why should we help? Why did you send for us?

He is not my enemy alone, he is all our foe.

Oh!

If he launches an attack, he will lay waste to the five hamlets.

He wants the Vayulingam. Bhadragana is its protector.

Why should we get involved in that conflict?

We are self-reliant.

We can safeguard the Vayulingam on our own.

We aren’t as feeble as bangled folks in Pannaga's village.

Keep quiet, Gavvaraju.

For thousands of years, women have been leaders in our village.

Our Nemali is more than capable of dealing with any challenges posed by the enemy.

Pannaga is talks too much.

Settle down.

Anyone daring to speak ill of Pannaga,

be warned, my mace can dispense grievous consequences.

What non-sense. We shall see about that.

- Hey! - Hey, come!

Wait!

- Hey, come! - Will all of you please calm down?

We share a lineage.

Our ancestors divided this forest into five parts and left them it to us.

Why?

For our collective contentment within our respective domains.

Yet, here we are, embroiled in needless conflicts.

Let’s put aside these grievances and unite against our common foe.

I raise my hands and bow in humility.

Father, I don’t like you bowing.

Why should I be ashamed to humble my head to protect...

the heads of our villagers.

Father, I am willing to bow my head or even cut it off for your sake.

If Mother is in danger will the children fight amongst themselves or save it?

This forest is our mother too. We all must unite to face Kalamukha...

Well said, Thinnadu.

Thinna! Let us stand together, young and old, and confront this.

We’ll carry on henceforth under Thinnadu’s leadership.

Bebbuli is our leader.

Three people are needed to lift Bebbuli's mace.

We need such a strong leader.

- Shamba... - Bebbuli...

All those who want Bebbuli for leader indicate support by raising your hands.

Bebbuli.. Bebbuli.. Bebbuli...

And those who want Thinnadu for leader, raise your hands.

Thinna! Thinnadu... Thinnadu...

Thinnadu... Thinnadu... Thinnadu...

Thinnadu... Thinnadu...

Out of five Clans, three want Thinnadu. Thinnadu is our leader.

Thinnadu... Thinnadu... Thinnadu...

He is the leader.

Father,

he needs to be alive to be a leader.

Ha ha ha ...

Brother, Tenkhana!

Hey!

You come here with that message without killing the killer of my brother?

Kalamukhaa!

It happened as I expected. From a long time now,

The warriors, the brave, the hunters, the archers, are protecting the area of pottapinadu.

Bappaswamy,

you said Vayulingam can revive the dead.

You said entire sand turns gold, just by the breeze from it.

The murderer of my brother who came to capture the Vayulingam...

I will not spare Thinnadu,

I will destroy Thinnadu's village, his forest, and him,

and get my Vayulingam.

Blessed Shiva, I brought you cashew fruits, guavas, jackfruits and honey.

I hope you enjoy them to your heart's content, Swami.

Yo, Shishya...

Learned sir?

What do you make of this girl’s devotion?

I feel, Guruji, if we don’t show her the Vayulingam,

someone else will come along and do it.

Yes, yes, me too.

Before he gets here, handle my body for once...

Shiva Shiva. Shiva Shiva.

Om Namah Shivaya...

Om Namah Shivaya...

Om Namah Shivaya...

Ow! That hit me in a bad place.

Om Namah Shivaya...

What is he doing? He’s eating all the fruit.

What he does is none of our concern, Guruji.

His hand is almost as big as your thigh. Let him be.

Yes it is...

Om Namah Shivayya...

Look, masters! Shiva has eaten all the fruit I offered.

Ah, Shivayya ate all your fruits.

Shivayya... Shivayya...

There’s Shivayya now.

Hey you!

You should be ashamed, eating the fruits I offered to God.

I'm coming.

Are you crazy? Rocks don’t eat fruits.

Don’t call Shiva a rock!

What else should I call a rock but a rock, Queen Nemali?

Shall I push my sword into your heart?

My heart is filled with you.

There’s no room left for your sword.

A banyan tree-sized man, brought down by the strength of a girl.

I had the strength to overpower an elephant,

but it evaporated when I gazed into your eyes.

If you have so much strength, win the war.

Not me.

I’ll win both the war and you.

It’s my vow. Thinnadu’s vow.

Nathanatha, here is the engagement proposal of my daughter Sivangi with your son Thinnadu.

Thinnadu doesn't believe in Devi or the words you she speaks through you.

How can you make an alliance with him?

Thinnadu has now become the leader of the five kingdoms.

Tomorrow, he will be crowned king, and my daughter will be Queen.

After their union is consecrated,

Thinnadu will be bound by his oath to Shivangi and will be unable to act against me.

Nemali, why are you so shy within?

You fought with Thinnadu and now are you in love?

Thinnadu has a good heart.

What's wrong if I fall in love?

He loves his hamlet so much.

Won't he take at most care of his wife?

Courage, dare, loyalty, morality! He's all in one.

He knows it all. That is my Thinna.

Oh, is it?

Wow, nice cluster of palm fruits.

Wow, cluster full of fruits.

What’s so funny?

Never seen anyone try to do that before.

- Let's go. - Show me then.

Why us here as a disturbance?

No, you are the future queen, I will guide you to hit it.

Hold this.

Can you see the fruits?

I can see the whole bunch.

Focus on the one fruit you like best.

There...

I did.

Aim the arrow where your mind is.

I did!

Hold your breath.

I did.

Shoot!

How skilled you are.

But you knocked down the whole bunch!

The Ice water Apple.

Gah!

It’s okay, leave it alone...

Aha! Such a strong leader,

but a drop of water falls and you act like your eye fell out!

My Father told me I have my mother’s eyes.

I beheld my mother through them.

Then I saw you.

I want to see you with them for the rest of my life.

“Promise upon Mother Jungle's flowers”

“Promise upon Rain's moist kisses”

“Promise upon the Morning Sun”

“Shall I approach, becoming the step beneath your feet?”

“Promise upon the delicate eyelids of your eyes”

“Promise upon the braids that formed your hair bun”

“Promise upon your eyes that gazed upon me”

“Shall I transform into the rhythm of your heart?”

“In the sky street, there is a beautiful Moon”

“With its sweeping beauty, playing romantic games”

“In the cheeks of marigold, in the sound of kisses”

“Are you listening to my words?”

“Upon hearing new sounds in the hugs”

“It feels new, this time”

“Greetings to the ones who gave birth to you”

“How did they give birth to you like this?”

“May some star steal your eye”

“What can one do if it comes down like a needle like this?”

“Are you listening?”

“Oh sounds in the river of lips”

“That’s why I am hurrying like a boat”

“Don’t leave me, even in your d