Synopsis: A happy go lucky politician is smitten by a girl half his age and tries his luck winning her hand.
Genre: Comedy, Romance
129 min


'India was attached to

single string by 'Khadar'.

A Gandhian dream which was as big

as the independence of a nation.

The pride of ones own countrymen.

By giving the face of purity.

A Gandhian principle which

lead to complete independence.

He wished that 'khadar' should

evolve as a symbol of a culture.

After gaining independence.

The 'khadar' and the

politics it represented.

In the corridors of power and among

the people it emerged as a power.

In between the ruling

and creation of funds.

The shape and expression

of 'khadar' kept on changing.

In the corridors of power.

With the pomp in

abundance of money.

It became a representation

of a certain political culture.

The principles of Gandhiji. One

person who saw it as breath of life.

Had lived in our little Kerala.

He was called as CP by compatriots.

'Cherian Pakilomattom'. Who made

'pure politics' as the penance in life.

One hailed from Kajirapali.

A true Gandhian, who realized

politics is true service to the nation.

Wife Annakutty and three children.

Mamachan, Tom, Sally.

In the 10 acre land which was

obtained as ancestral property.

What is left out at present is...

...a small house and one acre

enclosure that is surrounded.

The all the rest is borrowed by

'politics based on principles'.

In the strike for existence.

During the early days of 80's.

The migration to Malabar.

In the northern regions of Kannur

district. Close to Karnataka forest.

A mountain village named

'Santhipuram'. Over there.

By clearing of ginger

forest, one six acre land.

For an average family that

is more than enough to live.

But again the politics

made CP, a debtor.

Without gaining anything.

Losing everything when

being suppressed to death.

On holding Mamachan's hand,

he pitifully looked.

Mamachan, knew the

meaning of that look.

The dreams of one entire family.

Mamachan took on his shoulders.

For that. He combed

off his own dreams.

He liked his father. But he hated his

politics which ruined everything.

Like that, that day has come.

The day which changed

Mamachan's route of life.

Mother! Mother!

Mother! Where have

you kept my shirt and all?

That will be there in the cupboard.

Where is it?

Father's only. With this let there

be some kind of use, like this.

Hey fellow! Look.

Okay good wearing it. Should

not commit any mischief.

How come Mamachan

is on 'Khadar' today?

There should be

something else, no?

Only this was left behind by father.

So thought of wearing this.

Brother, take this okay.

I'll come now.

Okay, okay.

It's some kind of problem.

Sir, don't push sir.

What happened?

Big playing with cards.

With money?

No, for a cup of tea.

Now what to do next?

Shall I go home and tell?

No, tell in his house.

Don't tell in my house.

Sir is calling you.

For what?

I'm not with them.

You are only called.

Go, come back only

after getting two.

Yes, come in.

There was no need of coming.

Could have at least

made a phone call.

They will be released

right now itself.

Sir, you may sit.


Sit sir.

Not sitting little busy.

Sir your name?


The silver owl

with the silica eyes

The silver owl

with the silica eyes

On that day, the

politician as Mamachan.

No, the so called Khadar

dresser Mamachan was born.

After that Mamachan

has not removed the Khadar.

Then full fledged political worker.

While remaining in big parties... was during the time had realized

won't reach beyond panchayat.

Uttar Pradesh resident

Anand Sharma.

A party called DNC was formulated.

There by Mamachan moved on to...

...DNC and became

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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