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The Magazine of Kerala Arts and Literary Association (UK) Volume 4 Issue 11 October 2001

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CONTENTS

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Bkzm-Z-\hpw : NÀ¨ 20

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]p -cn-bq-Wvp 14 Acp-hn-tbm-Svp tKm]m-e-IrjvW³

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HmÀ½I-fnÂ Hcp ap¯-Ñ³ 10 im´ IrjvW-aqÀ¯n Hcp HmS-¡p-gÂ \mZ¯nsâ

HmÀ½bv¡vp 17 Kucn tat\m³

kRvP-b³ 30 {]Zo]v IpamÀ

Travelogue The Journey to the Holy cave 15 HariSundar. G

KALA Review of the year 32 Murali Nair News and Views 34 Geetha Menon An Audience with Padmini 31 Jayashree Panikker Memoirs Dice with Death 18 Govindan Unni Fiction Mother’s boy 7 Sangeetha Venugopal Feature Science in Astrology 27 Dr. V. Balakrishna Panicker Children’s page Cotswold trip 13 Rahul Krishnan apJNn{Xw: tIc-f-¯-\n-a-bpsS ]In-«vp

- KoX tat\m³

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D isasters— natural or man-made—are occurring at a frightening pace. The bang with which the new year dawned in Gujarat contin-ues unabated elsewhere. Whilst it may be beyond us to prevent a

natural calamity, it is certainly within our realms to control the man-made ones. Dealing with injustice never demands injustice; it just may appear easier to believe it does. The principles of Gandhi and Martin Luther King are as valuable today as they were in the 20th century. This is not a time to sus-pend principles: the end is not justified by the means. I am sure there are alternatives to war and terrorism, alternatives that must be pursued by the most powerful political, religious , cultural and other leaders on the planet, wholeheartedly. It is not all doom and gloom in these troubled times as KALA cele-brates her fifth birthday this month. We have included a special interview with the President, Dr. Sukumaran Nair to commemorate this wonderful occasion.. I am sure you will find the rest of the issue just as fitting. I will not prolong except to jot a few lines recited by AB Vajpayee to celebrate the ocassion of ageing.

“Naye meel ka patthar paar hua Kithne patthar sesh na koyi jaanta? Anthim koun padaav nahi pahachantha? Akshay suraj, akhand dharthi Kewal kaya jeethi-marthi Is liye umar ka badhna bhee thyohaar hua Naye meel ka patthar paar hua”

(Roughly translated: A new milestone has been crossed How many more, does anyone know? And the ultimate destination, who knows? Sun is immortal, earth is eternal It is the physical form that lives and dies That is why, getting older becomes a festive occasion A new milestone has been crossed)

Editor

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Editor Venugopal Prabhakaran

Associate Editors Geetha Menon

Sudha Raghavan

Page Design and layout Venugopal Prabhakaran

Illustrations Hema Nair

Geetha Menon

Typesetting Venugopal Prabhakaran

Publisher Kerala Arts and Literary Association

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© The Palm Leaf 2001

ISSN 1468-7801

President Dr P.K.S. Nair

Secretary

Mr Murali Nair

Treasurer Dr Vasu Nair

Convener

Mr Mohan Kumar

Webmaster Dr Ravisekhar

Youth Forum Co-ordinator

Miss Preeti Gopinath

Letters to the Editor. {ioaXn. B\µw cmP-ti-J-c³ tZhnI, imkvX-aw-K-ew, Xncp-h-\- -]pcw FUn-äÀ,

‘Ie’bpsS AwK-§-tfm-Svp Rm³ c−p hm¡vp ]d-b-s«. ‘Ie’ F¶ kmwkv¡m-cnI kwL-S-\sb Ipdn- vp tI«n«pÅ-XÃmsX ASp-¯-dnbm³ Ign-ª-Xvp Hcp Akp-e- -k-µÀ`-ambn Rm³ Icp-Xp-¶p. ‘Ie’bpsS c−p ]cn-]m-Sn-I-fnÂ ]s¦-Sp-¡p-hm-\pÅ `mKyw F\n¡pw Fsâ `À¯m-hvp cmP-ti-J-c³ \mbÀ¡pw ASp¯nsS e`n-¨p. A\y-tZ-i¯vp ae-bm-fn-IÄ hep-

-sN-dp -an-ÃmsX Hcp IpSpw-_-¯nse AwK-§-sf-t¸mse Ign-bp-¶-tXmÀ¯vp kt´m-jn-¡p-Ibpw A-Xvp \m«nÂ h¶p ]e-tcm-sSm¯p ]¦p-sh-bv¡p-Ibpw sNbvXp. C§s\ Hcp kwL-S\ cq]o-I-cn-¡p-Ibpw AXvp \Ã coXn-bnÂ Xs¶ tIc-f-¯-\na tNmÀ¶p- t]m-ImsX apt¶m«vp sIm−p t]mIp-¶-Xnepw ImWn-¡p¶ ipjvIm-ń¡v \n§Ä Hmtcm-cp-¯À¡pw R§-fpsS AIw \ndª A`n-\-µ-\-¯nsâ ]qs -−p-IÄ Zb-hmbn kzoI-cn-¡p-I. {io. iyma-{]-kmZv ^nenw ta¡À, Xncp-h-\-´-]pcw

{]nbs¸« FUn-äÀ,

‘]mweo^v’ In«n. \µn. tIcf¯n\I¯pXs¶ hcm\ncn¡p¶ Xeapd \½psS `mjmk¼¯v Xncn¨dnbmXncn¡p¶ Hcp ImeL«¯nÂ, C{Xbpw Zqc¯ncp¶p \½psS kwkv¡mc¯nsâ {]XnÑmb Im¯pkq£n¡p¶ ‘Ie’ bpsS {]hÀ¯IÀ t¡hÀ¡pw Fsâ BiwkIÄ.

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Nn ämStXSp¶ Nn§amkw apä¯phmSn¯fÀ¶p \nevt¡ A¯w IgntªXp ]q¡sft¶ Nn¯w ]IÀ¶p \otbmÀ¯p \nevt¡ I®nÂ ]cn`h¸q¸ndt¸m F®p¶ \mfnsâ \oÀs¸mSnt¸m! HmWw \aps¡¶psa´p X¶p? Hmcm−p\ofpw In\mhp X¶p HmÀ½bvs¡mcpªme, tbmSn hÅw Hc«m«pan¶pw cpNn¯nf¡w, ]¯Sn¸m«n³ Xg¼pX¶q ]p¯³ I¼hn³ Ipip¼p X¶q hm¡nÂshfp¡pw Idp¸pX¶q t\m¡nÂ¯pSp¡pw IfhpX¶q amtemIsc¡mfptadphm\mbv am\m`nam\w s]men¨pX¶q HmWamtWmWamsW¶p tXm¶pw tXm¶enÂ \s½s¸mXnªpX¶q hnäImW¯n³ InX¸p X¶q sImän\p ho−pw IS§Ä X¶q

I¼Iw tX·mhpamcyth¸pw Xq¼bpw ]qhmfcp¶nebpw Xn§pw ]d¼p Rm³ Xodp\evIn, F¦nse, t´mWw \ap¡psa¯n ]«W¯n§enÂ¯½nset´m \jvSamIps¼mgpw \mw \S¶p AÀ°ta tNmcp¶ hm¡pt]mse Aev]ta ImWm¯ ImgvNt]mse \n³ I®nset´m Nph¶psht¶m \n¶pÅnseÃmw hnXp¼nsbt¶m In«m¯]qÆnsâtbmÀ½ am{Xw sI«n¸nSn¨p \S¶psht¶m! IqSbntemWw \nd¨p hm§n tamSnhnbÀ¸nÂ Ipfn¨ptX§n, D{XmSta, \n³ \nemhpambn F¯n\mtamW¯ncp¸Sn¡Â

HmW¡n\mhvp þ hn. a[pkqZ\³ \mbÀ

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Zm\w sImSp¯ almkpcsâ Zm\{Iaw Xms\\n¡p `mKw HmWw ]Xªp]XsªmgpIn HmWelcnbnÂ Rm³apgpIn F´p k¼qÀWao kzÀKt`mKw F¶pw XncpthmWambnSs«!

kz]v\¯nen{µ³ Nncn¨ph¶q kzÀ®¸pShsb\n¡p X¶q Hmcm¯temIsa\n¡p Im«n Hma\s¨mÃn³ ]fp¦p \o«n

“aqtemIhpw \mw ]Ips¯Sp¡mw aqhSnam{Xsa\n¡p th−q `qXewsam¯w \n\¡pXs¶ kqcyN{µ·mÀ \n\¡pXs¶ kzÀ¤temI§Ä \n\¡p Xs¶ Ime§sfÃmw \n\¡pXs¶ ]qh\w ]pWyw \n\¡pXs¶ ]qhn¯p am{Xsa\n¡p th−q Fsâbo hma\³ {_ÒNmcn IqäSnh¨p Ipdns¨Sp¡pw”

“k½Xw k½Xw” Rm³ sXfnªp hma\³ hnizw IhnªpbÀ¶p ]mZsa³ Xmgpw incÊnÂh¨p ]mXmfsa³ap¶nÂ hmXpd¶p kÀhw apSn¨ almkpcsâ KÀhmÔImcambv Rm³ InSt¡ Fs¶ \n³ ]qhnfn sXm«pWÀ¯n F¶nse¸qhpIÄ \ohnSÀ¯n

HmW¡n\mhvp þ hn. a[pkqZ\³ \mbÀ

[ HmW¯n\p ]ndInse sshZnIIY C§s\bmWv: C{µ³ Akpc·mtcmSp ]dªp, “\ap¡otemI§Ä ]Ips¯Sp¡mw.” “F§s\?” Akpc·mÀ tNmZn¨p. C{µ³ ]dªp. “Fsâ IqsSbpÅ Cu hma\s\ ¡t−m? CbmÄ sNdnb]mZ§Ä sIm−p aq¶p NphSf¡pw. A{Xbpw `mKw am{Xw R§Ä¡pv. _m¡n temIsaÃmw \n§Ä¡pXs¶.” Akpc·mÀ BlvfmZ]qÀÆw ]dªp “k½Xw.” DSs\, hma\³ hnizcq]¯nÂ hfÀ¶p. Hcp ]mZw sIm−p {]]©hpw c−mas¯ NphSp sIm−p c−mas¯ NphSpsIm−p hm¡pIfpw aq¶mas¯ NphSpsIm−p thZ§fpw Afs¶Sp¯p. Akpc·mÀ temI§fnÂ \n¶pw hm¡nÂ \n¶pw thZ¯nÂ \n¶pw ]pd¯mbn. `mcX¯nsâ, tIcf¯nsâ C¶s¯ IYbpw CXp Xs¶. sshtZinIamb C{µ{]tem`\w \s½ Akpcamb kz]v\§fnÂ hn{àn¸n ¡p¶ntÃ? ]

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R avi sat at his oak desk in the study trying hard to put Jack's complicated

and almost fictional accounts into order. The regular clinking on the keyboard was constantly interrupted by a continu-ous flow of shouting from the living room. Ravi sighed and stared into the murky brown of his coffee which silently twirled like an old and tired whirlpool. Only last night the coffee had been the cause of the eruption. Meera had gone shopping after work without Amma and had bought a large jar of Nescafe Gold. Amma had been furious. "Nescafe? You bought Nescafe? And what is wrong with Sainsbury's instant coffee? Not good enough for you?" the last few words oozed with sarcasm and venom and Amma spat them out. Meera was no better at controlling her temper. "What is wrong with you? Why can't I even have a little pleasure such as good coffee? I go out and work hard to earn a good salary while you sit around the house all day" Meera said incredu-lously. "Ravi's money is not there so you can flitter it away on some …coffee. In my day a girl knew her place, and do you know where that place was? In the kitchen. Have you once set foot in this kitchen except to make coffee for your-self?." And so it would go on. Again and again. Ravi knew that it was Amma who mainly started these fights. Meera was right in that Amma did seem to pick on her. Of course Meera gave as good as

she got.

They had seemed to get on well till after the wedding. It had been Amma's suggestion to meet this girl. "Her parents are very rich" she'd said "and the girl is meant to be very clever." Meera was extremely intelligent. She was a barrister at an extremely suc-cessful London law firm. She seemed very demure and quiet – just the type of girl Amma would pick for him. Amma had loved her. She had insisted that Ravi buy Meera new churidars and sa-ris beautifully patterned and embroi-dered with gold. She had got so excited about the ceremony, finally having the daughter that she’d always wanted, and the grandchildren that would soon fol-low.

The loud angry voices continued to float upstairs. Ravi imagined himself striding into the room: head raised, eyes blazing – all in slow motion. Maybe with his hair slicked back and moustache pointed like the heroes in the flamboyant Bollywood movies. Meera and Amma would stop fighting.

- Sangeetha Venugopal (16)

“Nescafe? You bought Nescafe? And what is wrong with Sainsbury's instant coffee? Not good enough for you?”

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They would apologise and forgive. Life would start again how Ravi wanted it to. Happy and carefree.

Of course Ravi knew that this was not going to happen. When had he ever had the courage to shout at Amma? When most other teenagers had been fighting, arguing, sulking with their parents, Ravi had agreed with

whatever his mother had said. "Ravi go and tidy your room”, “No you can’t go to that party”, “You are not reading history at University – you are going to go into business. That’s where all the money is“ had all been accepted by Ravi as his own ideas and ways of thinking. Any objection Ravi had made to Amma had resulted in intense emotional blackmail. “ I didn’t work my fingers to the bone so that…” followed by whatever Ravi wanted to do. To any other teenager this would have been easily dismissed, but ever since Ravi’s father had died, the guilt he felt inside meant he had conceded to her every wish. Just last night she had cornered him in the living room. Amma was complaining about Meera again. Ravi didn’t mind this so much. All Amma expected was an oc-casional nod and an angry face when the situation required it. But then she moved into dangerous territory. “How’s work going Ravi?” she asked. “Fine” he mumbled.

“Any word about that promotion?” she asked. “Not yet”. Ravi hoped she would stop. “Why aren’t you fighting for it Ravi? You could do so much better with your life. Are you just going to sit around and let them walk all over you?” “No” (I don’t want a promotion he thought) “Stop agreeing with me just for the sake of it. You have to do it, not just say it” Ravi thought silence was probably the best answer. “Your Achan and I didn’t leave our fam-ily and country and work our fingers to the bone, just so you could flitter your life away” “I know” “So will you try for a promotion?” “Yes” “Good boy. You respect your elders don’t you? Not like that wife of yours…” Suddenly the shouting from downstairs stopped. Meera's footsteps could be heard stomping up the stairs leaving the thick and tense atmosphere behind. "Ravi I can't stand for this much longer. She is driving me crazy. Why is she making my life hell?". She dropped a white tablet into her water, creating a frothing fizzing fountain in the glass. Ravi remained silent. No answer meant no aggravation. "I'm not a bad person Ravi. I try hard to balance my work with my home. What does she want me to do?". She strode up and down the room and looked at Ravi expecting an answer. Ravi con-torted his face into what he hoped was a thoughtful, sympathetic expression.

“Can’t you do something Ravi?

I still don’t understand why she has to

“Ravi I can't stand for this much longer. She is driv-ing me crazy. Why is she making my life hell?”

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live with us. She’d be much happier in a home with nurses to look after her, and people her own age to talk to”

Ravi remained silent. “We could visit her every week-

end. She’d be happy Ravi. There is that nice place in the suburbs, it’s near the country. We should go and see what it’s like”

Still Ravi did not reply. “How should I expect you to do

anything about it?” Meera spat “She’s got your round her little finger. You’re just a weak, good-for-nothing mother’s boy”

The years passed slowly. The

fighting between mother and daughter-in-law never ceased. It seemed to Meera that Amma was still persecuting her and fighting with her for no reason that Meera could fathom. Meera didn’t understand why. Before Ravi and she had got married Amma had been so nice and engaging. After the ceremony

she had changed dramatically. Ravi, of course was unable to talk to Amma, to argue with her, to criticise her. This was what made Meera really angry. Ravi was sweet and good, but he had no courage to stand up to his mother. It was as if he was trapped in his

mother’s shadow after a lifetime of domination. As the days went by he grew more and more distant.

“I was part of the entourage at

the bride’s house helping clothe her in her blood-red sari and painting the dark rings of kohl around her eyes. She was ashen white and shaking slightly. The sound of the wild drums and trumpets resonated through the air, and the heavy perfume of the garland of flowers made me feel light-headed. I saw Ravi looking proudly at his only son, smiling. Although he tried to cover up his pain I knew that his mother’s death still preyed heavily on his conscience. The bond between mother and son had never truly been severed. The day passed like a hazy, lazy dream: him ty-ing the yellow string around her neck, garlanding her with a thick rope of ex-otic flowers and drawing a line of damp, grainy, ochre, turmeric paste across her smooth and glistening forehead. I saw the expectant and excited crowd that were packed into the tinsel decorated hall at Hackney watching my handsome son and his beautiful bride. They walked over to Ravi and me and touched our wrinkled, old feet. She smiled at me – a warm, soft smile. A perfect daughter-in-law. As I looked to my son a deep sadness came over me. I knew that from now on I was no longer the only woman in his life, that his new wife would have more control over him. He would no longer come to me for ad-vice. I resented her for taking him away from me. My baby. My son. A mother’s boy no longer”

“The day passed like a hazy, lazy dream: him tying the yellow string around her neck, garlanding her with a thick rope of exotic flowers and draw-ing a line of damp, grainy, ochre, tur-meric paste across her smooth and glistening forehead.”

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July 14th, 7:00 am, I wake up to see my father staring right into my face whispering,“ Cotswold.” Without thinking twice and raced out of bed and went straight to the loo, only to find it locked and occupied by my brother. Knowing that I would have to wait for some time, I went downstairs to find my mum busily cook-ing some tapioca and chutney for the evening. After having some breakfast and getting dressed, we had to pack all of the items, which we would most likely need during the day. It was 9:00am, and everyone was panicking. I had to run around the house and make sure things like the iron was switched off, while every-one else was making sure that they had taken absolutely everything. Eventually at approximately 9:15am, we all gathered outside the house and after checking whether we had the house and car keys, we were ready to leave for the long journey...

CHILDREN’S CORNER - Rahul Krishnan (15) Slough Grammar School

Once in the car, I realised how dull it was outside and was very worried about the weather. The clouds seemed very gloomy as if they were about to burst any minute. As we progressed further on into the journey, it was reassuring to find that it was much clearer and sunnier here. There were twelve long-winded junctions to pass once we were on the M4.

The drive was about one and half-hours long, dur-ing which I had a very long, sleep.

Once there, the atmosphere was great. We did-n’t have much trouble in finding the place as there were ‘Kala’ signs posted up. Everyone was just about to go for a walk around the forest.

Not many people had arrived yet and unfortunately some people who were planning to attend this great KALA event had to pull out due to other activities they had.

We were allocated to ‘Plot Barbecue 3,’ which was very large. It had a basketball court, climbing frame, volleyball court and a lot of green space, which was perfect to play some good cricket. The first activity planned for the day was a walk, which was three miles around a lake consuming a good half-hour and was extremely pleasant. Everyone participated, apart from a few who had to prepare the barbecue. It was also a pleasure to see ‘Amma’ participate in this event.

As it approached half twelve, everyone had arrived and the barbecue was warming up. Most of the older kids were playing cricket, while the adults were enjoying socialising and stuffing themselves with snacks. Just before lunch got under way, there was a light drizzle, which fortunately did not put the barbecue out.

Lunch was great. There were a variety of foods,

which attracted some hungry ducks and swans. Eve-rybody enjoyed lunch, but all the kids had no time to waste, as there was so much to do. Using an in-flatable ball we played volleyball for an hour or so. The smaller kids just liked to roll around in the sand, but before long we found a group of keen adult cricketers, who were willing to give the kids a match. Uncle Gopi proved how good he was as a wicket keeper, doing some excellent catches, while Praveen and myself showed the whole lot of adults how to bowl! Don’t forget Uncle Sethu, who didn’t show any signs of old age, while taking an incredi-ble catch and also doing some great fielding. This was a good time to show that he was still as fit as fiddle as it was his 60th birthday. He was presented with a surprise birthday cake, which everyone en-joyed. Without any surprise, the clear winners were the kid’s team. During the time we played cricket, most of the other adults went for a long five-mile walk.

Some people had to unfortunately leave early, and that included over half of the kids. It was roughly 6:00pm and it was just getting a bit dull. There was a period of light showers, which didn’t bother most. The remaining families gathered un-der the tent and engaged in some singing for a while.

There were a variety of different songs, ranging from classical to light music, in which most of the adults participated. The trip wouldn’t have been as successful without the cracking jokes from both Uncle Natarajan and Uncle Sukumaran.

The day ended with dinner, which was fabulous, and at half eight the grounds were empty and the only things left behind were the trails of all our cars.


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Driving to Chandanwadi to start the walk to the holy cave

As we drive further away from Anantnag and Banihal, the countryside starts to change. Initially it seems to be the same each day, but the change is rather subtle and so is the change in the energies. Re-ality and imagination seem to melt into each other. I can feel the fever rising soon and headache after which I took ref-uge in sleeping in the bus. But I can un-derstand in my inner mind that Siva en-ergy is preparing me to get ready for eve-rything on the way.

As we reached Pahalgam, the base camp at night, I started getting back to normal. And the next morning, a dip in the Lidder river at 5 Am. in cold water transformed me 100 percent. We get ready for the trip and we are to reach Chandanwadi, 16 kms from Pahalgam and 8,500 above sealevel. There is an expectancy and nervousness in the air and all are eager to reach Chandanwadi. I just wanted to get going and it has started now.

One could see the swift flowing Neel Ganga, which is believed to remove Brahma hathya, Go hathya and all other sins. It is said that the colour of this river changed when Siva washed off the "kaajal" which was on his face when he embraced Parvathi at this spot. Some took the walking way while some opted for pony and some in dollies. The lug-gage on my back was rather making it

difficult for me and we hired a "pittu" for taking our luggages.

The climbing

Climbing towards the cave was rather dif-ficult at several places especially in those areas where the pathways are too narrow and just a slip of the feet would see you land deep down in the valleys. We walk slowly and stop many times. And here starts the difficult climbing of the Pissu Top (Pissu ghati) which is 11,500 feet above sea level. A meeting place of sev-eral rivers which start from the Peer Panchal hills and the Seshnag mountain. One of the most picturesque areas on way, this place is said to have got its name since the Pissu Ghat was formed as a result of the killing of several Asuras by Siva. The mountain is said to have been made by crushing the bones of asu-ras. The long circular, serpentine hill with difficult ups and downs is said to remove the pride from ones mind as he climbs it. And now my concentration is fixed on try-ing to get air into my lungs. At some stages I just think why I came for this trip - rather hazardous one - but step by step and breath by breath, I just forget everything and start climbing over the rocks to get to the top. Anger, frustration, fear- all these arise in my mind and seem to push me to the edge of madness, maybe I am mad already?

And then we arrive at Seshnag after trav-elling 14 kms from Pissu Top. Situated 11,330 feet above sealevel, this is indeed the picturesque place with the cool

I n July 2001, large number of devotees embarked on a week long pilgrimage to Amarnath, one of the most sacred mountains in the world and the abode of Lord Siva, situated in the Peer Panchal hills in Kashmir, just near the Pakistan border and hardly nine kilometers away from Kargil. To pilgrims, Amarnath is the be-

stower of divine grace and destroys sins; to walk once to the holy mountain holds

great powers of purification. What follows are the extracts from the diary of Hari Sundareswara Sarma, one of the yatris, who is the only Keralite to have gone to Amarnath in 2001.

The Journey to the Holy cave --- AMARNATH YATRA- 2001


breeze always calming the pilgrims who reach here totally tired. Just a dip at the Seshnag lake is all that is enough for us to remove our tiresome attitude and a short break here for refreshments and we proceed towards Panch Tarani.

Panch Tarani

At the end of the day, we reach Panch Tarani, 12,000 ft. above sealevel from where we could have a glimpse of the snow clad mountain in which the holy cave is situated. I allowed the picture to settle in my mind and just develop as I offered my prayers to lord Siva. A sumptuous food at the Langar by the Rajasthanis and stay in the tent made us happy. We started our preparations for the climbing to the final point to be started at 3 am. the next day. In fact the difficulty in getting adequate breath due to lack of Oxygen made many of us land in hardships but the energy in us and the mantra chanting by us helped a lot. All are exhausted and just hit the beds.

It’s 2 am now. Somehow we start our journey by around 3 am. riding in a pony so as to reach the holy cave as soon as possible and spend more time there. We pass on slowly and stop at many places. I was grateful to the ponywala for the stops and the slow pace of our climb. A steep climb and on one side of it is seen a huge glacier and a very deep pit. And as we hear that it was same place where the landslide had oc-curred last year in which danseuse, Ms. Protima Bedi was killed, we offer our homage to her with a silent prayer to Bolenath.

And finally…..

It’s all joy in our minds as we somehow reach just near the holy cave in front of which flows the Amaravathi river, which is believed to give immortality to those who bathe in it. The legend is that this river was created by Lord Siva when he placed the crescent moon on the ground. At the same time, the ice cold water that fell on the body of Siva thus changing him into the form of a "linga".

It’s all cold and frozen around and we are in bare foot as we climb the steps towards the Holy cave. The two white pigeons which are believed to have heard the story of the secret of creation narrated to Parvathi by Siva are also seen there.

"Bham Bham bhole" is all that is heard all around as we walk slowly forgetting all our pain, the chillness and the cramps. And here I am just in front of the ice Siva linga and I just start reciting the verses, "Sham chame mayaschame priyam chame…." from Rudram and oh I am invited to the front by the pundit (Poojari) to offer prayers. I just felt that the tension of my life is all over. The heartbeat, the energy, body, mind and soul- all seem to have melted along with the energy around me. No form can be given to this energy. I was just looking at the Sivalinga, and at times I was able to see my reflection- no doubt, the truth is everywhere. I just start to understand how deep the Siva energy works. It is too strong to be described.

If it is true that all sins are forgiven by the act of going to Amarnath, then the grace of Lord Siva is limitless and within the painful realisation lies the uncondi-tional love of the Lord.

Hari Sundar is the staff reporter of THE HINDU. His areas of expertise are arts, music and cul-ture. Hari Sundar is also the author of two books - one based on his own compositions and the other one is titled “Bhagavad Gita through Thyagaraja” - a comparison between Gita and Thyaga-raja compositions.

The Journey to the Holy cave --- AMARNATH YATRA- 2001


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T he sun was shining brightly - it had rained earlier on,

there was a cool breeze blowing, making the air smell clean and healthy. The children were laugh-ing, shouting and running

around and the ladies, dressed up in multicol-

oured sarees and adorned with different types of jewellery, made

a pretty picture. The men were gathered in small groups with topped-up glasses, engrossed in conversation. Everyone seemed to be having a great time. The aroma of freshly made dosas filled the air. Girls were busy handing out vadas, cutlets and other snacks. Yes, everyone was truly enjoying themselves and having a great time. Of course, there was nothing unusual about this. The annual garden party hosted by Surendran and Sunitha was a well known social event where people met to make new friends, re-new old friendship and, by and large, enjoy them-selves. I sat alone, away from the crowd with a glass of gin and tonic, looking around, at the far end of the garden. Little girls and boys were playing at the swings, a little further down a would-be doc-tor was trying very hard to impress a newly quali-fied doctor, ladies were discussing their new jewel-lery, recent trips abroad and so on. My mind went down memory lane to a similar garden party sev-eral years ago...when I first met Sidharthan and Saritha. I was working in Yanbu, Saudi Arabia and had re-cently joined the Royal Commission Hospital as Medical Director. I had not yet made many friends and lived alone in a spacious fully furnished air con-ditioned villa, which was one of the perks of the job. My wife had returned to Kerala as our daughter and son were studying there. Life was quite monoto-nous and boring. After returning from work, there was not much to do. Of course there was the option that one could play tennis or badminton or go for a swim in the heated pool at the recreation centre.

There was no cinema and no alcohol available and very few socializing events. One day, just like a bolt from the blue, I received an invitation …… “Would Dr… join us at a garden party at our resi-dence on ... day”. It was from someone called Siddharthan and Saritha. I was most pleasantly surprised. Although I did not know who they were, I decided to go along. After all for someone like me living alone, this was like an oasis in a barren de-sert. The garden was decorated and balloons were hanging all over; multicoloured small lights gave the venue a beautiful appearance. There were a lot of people - well-dressed Malayali couples, a few Americans working in the Petrochemical plant and at the Royal Commission and paramedics from United Kingdom. There were quite a few ladies too, Philippino and Korean nurses and a few western women. The food was aplenty, although alcoholic drinks were served surreptiously due to the strict Saudi laws – a locally brewed drink called “Siddiqui” made of dates were available. Everyone got into the swing of the party. Both Saritha and Siddharthan played the perfect hosts. I was for-mally introduced to them. Siddharthan was from Calicut, a graduate, came to Saudi 10 years ago and had made good. He had a good job in the Pet-rochemical plant in addition to being a partner of a flourishing video parlour. Saritha was from Trichur, from an orthodox Nambhoodhiri family. They had been at college together, where they met and later got married. They had a lovely daughter Shalini and a bubbly son Adhithya. They were a perfect couple and a complete family. In the following weeks, I came to know more about Siddharthan and Saritha. He was a very enterpris-ing young man, a go- getter, a loving husband and lovable father. Saritha was from a poor Namb-hoodhiri family who had been landlords once upon a time. The family now lived on the earnings of her father who was the “melshanti” at the local temple. Their’s were a marriage which raised a few eye-brows. In spite of intense opposition from her par-ents, she walked out with him. They seem to adore each other. They were made for each other.

DICE WITH DEATH

Govidan Unni reflects on a tragedy unfolded in the deserts of Arabia.


As hours rolled into days and days rolled into weeks and months, we became very close friends. We used to meet almost daily. We went to see the sundunes in the desert, went for barbeque and I slowly but surely became almost a part of the fam-ily. For me, this was a blessing, I no longer felt lonely or isolated. I was ‘mama’ to the children and ‘Ettan’ to the parents. With time, I began noticing a change in Siddharthan. He was still cheerful and literally rolling in money. He spend a lot of these on new dresses for the children and new jewellery for Saritha. He was also seen going away on short holidays—“ business trips”, he called these. I asked Saritha about these business trips but she only seemed very pleased that her ‘chettan’ was doing so well. I felt relieved, I felt happy for them, even though at the bottom of my mind I felt a twinge. That December, I was in Kerala on a holiday. I was with my elderly mother, my dear wife and my lovely children. I was really enjoying a well-earned break. I forgot all about Saudi and all the familiar faces there. One evening, I got a long distance phone call. My wife had picked up the phone and said “It is from Saudi and it is a woman’s voice”. I picked up the phone. It was Saritha. She was crying and hysterical. “Ettan, its me. Chettan has been taken away by police and I have not seen him for a few days. I don’t know why he has been taken. I have been trying to contact him but haven’t been able to do so, please help, Ettan. With your contacts you will be able to help him.” I was shocked and felt numb. I tried to phone a Saudi police officer who was my patient but I knew it will be futile. I reas-sured Saritha and promised her that I will find out the details and call her back. I was also due back shortly. My persistant enquiries bore fruit and I managed to glean the essential details. However, what I heard shocked me. I could not, or would not believe them. Siddharthan has been arrested for drug- trafficking, dealing in brown sugar and co-caine. He was caught red-handed at Riyadh as he was exchanging drugs for money. In fact, it tran-spired that the officials were closely observing him for some time. His video parlour was raided and they found hundreds of hardcore blue films that weretotally banned in the country. “Why, Siddhar-than, why ?” I asked myself. He almost had every-thing a man desired - a decent job, a lovely, ador-ing wife and two adorable children. As I was fully aware that the dealth penalty is the punishment for

drugs related crimes; I didn’t know what to say to Saritha. After a few days, I was back in Yanbu. The police had moved in and Siddharthan’s shop and all his assets were frozen and confiscated. Saritha and the children were to be deported. I met Saritha. She looked totally different - as if in a trance. She had not slept or changed her clothes for days. Her once cheerful face now had large, sunken eyes and were without expression. The other Malayalees and I tried to get Saritha and the children back to Kerala even before the official deportation order came through. We decided to put up with the expenses and I was more than happy to do this for them. There was just another day to go before their de-parture. Saritha decided that she couldn’t do it. She was found hanging from the bedroom ceiling fan. I was fully immersed in my hospital routine and was desperately trying to get over the shock. A few weeks after the incident, we read a small news item in the ‘Riyadh Gazette’ newspaper. Four people including an Indian, a Pakistani and two Yemeni were executed by beheading for drugs related crimes according to Shariah laws. The news item went on to say that the Indian had been a senior officer in a Petrochemical plant and was from Ker-ala. Tears rolled down my eyes. I tried to visualise the scene, as I have done in the past when I had to officially witness such executions - with a black hood over his head, hands tied behind, slowly led to the altar in a trance and a big swish. It was all over. Why did it have to end this way? The garden party was in full swing ….. the aroma of freshly made food filled the air. Kappa and meen curry was being served at one end. the drinks was literally flowing and the melodious song sung by Mohammed Rafi - “Madhuben…” drifted through the air. Surendran and Sunitha were running around making sure everyone was well looked af-ter. The perfect hosts. My eyes - through the eve-ning mist - saw the dim figure of an over-ambitious young man and his lovely, devoted wife far, far away in the deserts of Saudi Arabia. Someone whose blood was split over the streets of Riyadh and the other, whose soul was awaiting solace and salvation in the Arabian deserts. Their faces con-inue to haunt me.

DICE WITH DEATH


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Hcp kmln-Xy-IrXn hmbn-¡p-¶-bmÄ kz´w a\ÊnÂ IYm-X´p Nn{Xo-I-cn-¨n-«mWvp Bkz-Zn-¡p-¶-Xvp. Hmtcm hmb-\-¡m-c\pw hn`n-¶-amb coXn-bn-emImw IYm-]m-{X-§sf a\-ÊnÂ k¦-ev]n-¡p-¶-Xvp. F¶mÂ kn\n-a-bn-em-Is«, FÃm t{]£-IÀ¡pw th−n Hcp Nn{Xo-I-c-Ww BWv Ah-X-cn-¸n-¡p-¶-Xvp. AXm-bXvp hnhn-[-t{]-£-IÀ hnhn-[-co-Xn-bnÂ Hcp IYm-]m-{Xs¯ k¦ev]n¡p-hm-\pÅ km[yX Xosc Ipd-hm-Wvp. DZm-l-c-W-¯n\p, sN½o³ F¶ kn\na ImWp¶ FÃm t{]£-Icpw ]co-¡p«n F¶ IYm-]m-{X-¯n\p \evIp¶ apJw a[p F¶ \S-tâ-Xm-Wv. F¶mÂ XI-gn-bpsS t\mhÂ hmbn-¡p¶ Hmtcm hyànbpw ]co-¡p-«nsb k¦-ev]n-¡p-¶Xvp hnh[ cq]-§-fnepw apJ-§-fnepw Bbn-cn-¡mw. kn\nabpw kmlnXyhpw X½nepÅ _Ôw sIm−vp ]ckv]cw {]tbmP\w D−mbn«p−vp. Fw.Sn., XIgn, hbemÀ, H.F³.hn. XpS§nb H«\h[n Fgp¯pImcpsS IrXnIsf P\IobhÂIcn¨vp hmb\mioew CÃm¯hcnÂ¡qSn F¯n¨p F¶pÅXvp kmlnXy¯n\p In«nb Hcp t\«amWv. Ipsdtbsd \Ã {]tab§fpw Xnc¡YIfpw Km\§fpw aebmfkmlnXy¯nÂ \n¶pw kn\nabv¡vp e`n¨n«p−vp. Ht¶mÀ¡pI: Hcp D¯a kmlnXyIrXnsb Bkv]Zam¡n \nÀ½n¨ Hcp kn\na Hcp D¯a kn\na Bbns¡mÅWsa¶nÃ.

tNmZyw 4: aebmfkn\nabpw aebmfnIfpw BtKmfXe¯nÂ Iemta·bv¡pÅ H«\h[n AhmÀUpIÄ t\SnsbSp¯n«pw, ‘hm\{]Øw’ t]mse Kuch`mhapÅ aebmfkn\naIsf t{]mÕmln¸n¡phm³ C¶pw kz´w \m«nse t{]£IÀ hnapJX {]ISn¸n¡p¶p. Nne {]ikvX IemImc·mÀ A`n{]mb s¸«Xvp t]mse CXnsâ ]n¶nse ImcWw aebmfn t{]£IÀ¡vp s]mXpth klrZbXzw CÃm¯Xp sIm−msW¶vp Xm¦Ä IcpXp¶pt−m?

s\Sp-apSn thWp t\cwsImÃn kn\naIÄ am{Xw I−p ioen¨ P\§Ä, Ipsd¡qSn BkzmZ\£aX Bhiys¸Sp¶ IemkrjvSnIÄ¡pt\sc apJw Xncn¡p¶Xvp kzm`mhnIamWv FhnsSbmbmepw. aäp Iemkmwkv¡mcnI cwK§fnepw CXvp _m[IamWv. F¦nepw `mcX¯nse aäp {]mtZinI`mjm kn\naIsf At]£n¨vp \½psS I¨hSkn\naIÄ t]m epw Ne¨n{X]cambpw kuµcy]cambpw tate¡nSbnÂ¯s¶bmWv. IqSpXÂ sk³kn_nÄ kn\naIÄ XmcXtay\ ChnsSbp−mhp¶Xvp aebmfnbpsS DbÀ¶ BkzmZ\ \nehmcw sIm−p Xs¶bmWv.

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C¶se I−p, klnbv¡m³ h¿, ]t£ F´m If£³? F¶ HchØ h¶n«nÃ. Fsâ BÄ¡mÀ CjvSs¸« kn\naIsfms¡ hnPbn¨p F¶Xp F\n¡vp Bizmkw Xcp¶p. AhmÀUp Nn{X§Ä¡v FXnsc aebmfn ]pdwXncn¡p¶Xnsâ ImcWw AhmÀ Up Nn{X§Ä F¶ \nebnÂ Ah³ ]−p I− Nn{X§Ä Ahsâ a\ÊnÂ D−m¡nb s]mSn¸mWv. NqSpshÅ¯nÂ hoW ]q¨ ]¨shÅw ImWpt¼mgpw Adbv¡p¶p. A{X Xs¶. thWp \mK-hÅn c−pXcw Nn{X§tfbpÅp. \Ã kn\nabpw No¯ kn\nabpw. BÀ«p^nenapw sImta gvkyÂ ^nenapw kn\namcwKs¯ tcmK§fmWv. BÀ«v^nenansâ ]cnthjapÅ Nn{X §Ä X§fptSXÃ F¶vp Btcm \½psS t{]£Isc ASnt¨Â¸n¨ncn¡p¶p. AhcmWv Cu ØvXn¡vp D¯chmZnIÄ. iyma-{]-kmZv Cu kqNn¸n¨ kn\nasb¡pdn¨vp Rm³ Hc`n{]mb{]IS\w \S¯p¶nÃ. s]mXpth hnt\m Z{][m\amb Nn{X§Ä ImWm\mWv km[mcW BfpIÄ CjvSs]Sp¶Xvp F¶p tXm¶p¶p. F¶mÂ BgapÅ, DbÀ¶ A`ncpNn Bhiys¸Sp¶ kn\naIÄ, AXnsâ Xs¶ A´ÀapJXzhpw Im]Syhpw sIm−v t{]£IcnÂ \n¶p Zqsct¸mbn«p−v. BÀÖhapÅ, Xo£vWamb cN\IÄ BWvp th−Xvp. Cu hyXykvXcN\Isf promote sN¿m\dnbmhp¶ Hcp marketing strategy, CtXmsSm¸w t{]£Ikaql¯nÂ Hcp t_m[hXvIcWw. C¯cw ka{Kamb Hcp kao]\¯nt\ Fs´¦nepw amä§fp−m¡m\mhq. tUm. kt´mjv ]nÅ temtIm¯camb ¢mÊn¡v F¶vp hntijn¸n¡mhp¶ Hcp kn\na C¶phsc aebmf¯nÂ D−mbn«pt−m? AhmÀUp kn\naIÄ ]eXpw Htc t^mÀamänÂ AtÃ \nÀ½n¡p¶Xvp? Ipsd AhmÀUp kn\naIÄ I−v Cu t^mÀamäv aSp¯p Ignª t{]£ s\ Ipäw ]dªn«v Imcyapt−m?

tNmZyw 5: C¶s¯ AhØ Sn.hn. kocnbepIÄ, hoUntbmþtI_nÄþD]{KlsSenhnj³ iywKe hgnbmbn hcp¶ adp\mS³ kn\naIÄ, C¡n-fn-þ-^mâkn kn\n-a-I-fpsS AXn-{]-kcw XpS§n aebmfkn\namhyhkmbw C¶p t\cnSp¶ shÃphnfnIÄ At\Iw. Cubhkc¯nÂ \½psS kn\na Hcp {]Xn-k-ÔnbnemsW¶v Xm¦Ä IcpXp¶pt−m? Ds−-¦nÂ AXn-\pÅ t]mwh-gn-IÄ Fs´m-s¡-bmWv? s\Sp-apSn thWp F¡mehpw Ht«sd {]XnkÔnIfneqsSbmWv kn\na IS¶pt]mbn«pÅXvp. F¶mÂ, C¶s¯ \½psS kn\nabpsS {]XnkÔn Ipsd¡qSn k¦oÀ®amWv. IqSpXÂ kuIcy§tfmsS, IqSpXÂ ]Ww apS¡n, IqSpXÂ hn]peamb hym]mckm²yXIÄ ap¶nÂ I−ps¡m−v \nÀ½n¡p¶ hntZikn\naIÄ ho«nse kµÀiIapdnIfnÂ sNdnb ImgvNs¸«nIfneqsS F¯p¶ Imew. IpSpw_¯nsâ NphcpIÄ¡pÅnÂ¯s¶ HXp§p¶ t{]£sâ Ne¨n{XIuXpIw. A\pZn\w hÀ²n¨p hcp¶ ssZ\wZn\ NnehpIÄ. sImSp¡p¶ ]W¯n\p KpWta·bpÅ hkvXp¡Ä IrXyambn In«ns¡mÅWsa¶p imTyw ]nSn¡p¶, hfÀ¶phcp¶ D]t`màr kwkv¡mcw. C¶p Hcp aebmfkn\na aÕcnt¡−Xvp asämcp aebmfkn\natbmSÃ, aäp {]mtZinIkn\naItfmSpw temIkn\natbmSpw Xs¶bmWv.



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\½psS Ne¨n{X {]ZÀi\imeIfpw kwhn[m\§fpw Imem\pIqeambn ]cnjv¡cn ¡s¸tS−Xp−v. ]gbXmcn¸pIfnÂ \n¶phn«v, ]pXnb ]pXnb hnjb§fntebv¡pw Bhnjv¡mc ]cky X{´§fnte¡pw Ne¨n{Xhpambn _Ôs¸«hcpsS {i²bpw ]cn{iahpw Bhiyambn hcp¶p. BÀ¡pw Ibdn hnfbmSmhp¶ ØeamWp kn\namcwKsa¶ kao]\w amdWw. Ct¸mÄ, kn\nabnÂ {]hÀ¯n¡p¶ FÃmhn`mK§Ä¡pw {]tXyIw {]tXyIw kwLS\Ifp−v. FÃmhcpw H¶n¨pcp¶p, kn\nabpsS km¼¯nIhpw KpW]chpamb hi§sf¡pdn¨vp NÀ¨sN¿pIbpw ]eXpw {]m hÀ¯nIam¡pIbpw thWw. CXns\ms¡ ]pdsa C{Xtbsd hcpam\ap−m¡n¯cp¶ kn\nabpsS t{ibÊn\mbn kÀ¡mÀ IqSpXÂ {i²bpw kabhpw sNehgn¡Ww. A§s\, hniZamb hniIe\¯n\p hnjbamt¡−XmWv Cu hnjbw. _me-N-{µ-ta-t\m³ kn\nabpsS {]XnkÔn¡vp ÇdªsXm¶pw ImcWaÃ. sX§pw Ihp§pw H¯p \nÂ¡p¶Xp t]mse, Hcp]mSvp kzÀ®ISIÄ Hcpan¨p hym]mcw sN¿p¶pXp t]mse FÃmw \St¶mfpw. {]XnkÔn¡p ImcWw then Xs¶ hnfhvp Xn¶p¶XmWv. ]t£ B hnjbw ChnsS {]Xn]mZn¨psIm−p \nÀ¯p¶p. thWp \mK-hÅn aebmfkn\na {]XnkÔnbnemWv. am\pjnI aqey§Ä¡p hnebp−mIpt¼mÄ Xncn¨phcpw. ØnXn amdpw. AXphsc Im¯ncn¡mw. iyma-{]-kmZv sSenhnj³ kn\nasb D]-Po-hn¨v s]mbvs¡m−ncn¡p¶ Imew aebmfw sSenhnj³ am²ya¯n\p−mbncp¶Xvp C¶vp amdnbncn¡p¶p. C¶s¯ km[mcW kn\nabv¡vp sImSp¡m\mhm¯ Nne LSI§ÄþIY, hnImc§Ä performance- \pÅ space - CsXÃmw Hcp ssZ\wZn\ ss\c- -cy-t¯msS sImSp¡p¶Xn\memw kocnbepIÄ C{Xtbsd P\ {]oXnbmÀÖn¨Xvp. Gähpw ‘Xd’ ¢mÊpImsc am{Xw Dt±in¨vp kn\na Cd§m³ XpS§nbt¸mÄ ‘a[y[mc’ kn\nabpsS ap³ {]hÀ¯Icpw t{]£Icpw sSenhnj\ntebv¡vp XncnªXp kzm`mhnIw. No¯ kn\nabmsW¦nepw t\cw t]m¡n\mbn I−p Ifbmw F¶ at\m`mhw t{]£IÀ Dt]£n¡pIbmWv BZyw th−Xvp Fs¶\n¡p tXm¶p¶p. H¸w F´p sN¿mw F¶pÅ film making community- bpsS ImgvN¸mSpw amdWw. tUm. kt´mjv ]nÅ Çdª shÃphnfnIÄ kn\nasb¶ am²yaw BtKmf]cambn t\cnSp¶hbmWv. X\na (originality) DÅ Bib§Ä Xncªp]nSn¨vp, hnIkn¸ns¨Sp¯vp, Iemta·bpw hn t\mZkm²yXIfpw Htct]mse ssIhcn¡m³ IgnhpÅ kn\nabp−mIWw. Ah BhnjvIcn¡m³ IgnhpÅ kwhn[mbIcpw, Ombm{KmlIcpw, Nn{Xk¦e\ hnZKv²cpsSbpw XeapdIÄ Hmtcm ]¯ncp]Xvp hÀj§Ä IqSpt´mdpw DbÀ¶ph¶p sIm−ncn¶mÂ aebmfkn\nabpsS `mhn `{Zambncn¡pw.

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Astrology

A strology is the study of the movements of celestial bodies and their influence on life on earth. From very ancient times, man

believed that planets and stars controlled his fate by virtue of their positions at the time of his birth. Almost all the ancient civilizations studied astron-omy and practised astrology in their own unique way. Inspite of this, each of these different systems shared several common aspects. Astrology, which includes astronomy, was consid-ered as one of the six Sastras (Vedangas) in an-cient India. Vedanga Jyothisa, Samhitas of Parasara, Brigu, Varahamihira’s Brhat Jathakam and others are scriptures that deal with astrology. Indian astrology consists of six divisions: Ganitham, Golam, Jathakam, Prasnam, Nimittam and Mu-hurtham. The first two divisions deal with mathe-matics and astronomy. Jathakam predicts the fu-ture based on the positions of planets at the time of birth. Prasnam tells of the experiences in present and the immediate future according to the current positions of the planets. Nimittam foretells the out-come of an attempt based on the natural omens encountered. Muhurtham estimates the auspicious time for the performance of an act. Astrology and Science

The scientific community in general is averse to the recognition of astrology as a scientific disci-pline. It maintains that the celestial bodies have no influence on human destiny and hence predictions are only conjectures, which are illogical and full of contradictions. Although in some instances, by pure chance, a few of these predictions have come true, these have no scientific basis. The effect of the sun and moon on tides is one of the examples cited as proof of the influence of the planets on the human body (which has water as its major component). However, this is considered inadequate to substan-tiate the relevance of the positions of the planets in

determining future events. The purporters of astrology, on the other hand, ar-gue that the Science is no longer considered deter-ministic. It is probabilistic as is astrology. All scien-tific studies have a predictive part and astrology is not an exception. It would have been subjected to verification over long periods of time and may have to be refined by further studies. The sage Valmiki has provided us with the horoscope of Lord Rama in the Ramayana. According to astrology, despite five planets occupying their highest positions at the time of Lord Rama’s birth, the position of Mars in the seventh house of Lagna resulted in miserable occurrences in his marital life. Such proofs are of-ten quoted to justify the practice of astrology. As-trology is now an integral part of social belief and consequently it will continue to be practised. It therefore seems advisable to encourage study and research into astrology before its outright dismissal. Panchangam (Almanac) The word ‘Panchanga’ represents five types of as-tronomical data: the weekday, star (nakshatra), Tithi (the changing phases of the moon), Karana (associated animal instinct) and Nithya Yoga (the relative position of the sun and moon).

The weekdays are named after the seven plan-

ets: Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn. The ancient Indian astronomers have iden-tified 27 stellar groups, almost evenly spaced along the ecliptic (the sun’s path at equinox). These stars maintain their relative positions fixed in space while the planets shift their positions. Each of the 27 constellations of stars (Nakshatras) is described by the apparent shape formed by the distribution of stars in the group. The moon com-pletes a revolution around the earth in 27.3 days. However as the earth also moves simultaneously in its orbit, the period from new moon to new moon is about 29.5 days. The time interval during which the

Astrolgy has had a bearing in our lives in more ways than one. Be it a marriage, a new born or even a new job, we are eager to find out what the stars lay in store for us… Is astrology just a living or hobby for some or is there actually a science behind it. Dr. V.B. Panicker comes to our rescue and explains the science in astrology.


moon appears to be aligned with a star group is considered as that Nakshatra. The period between new moons is called Lunar month. Some of the Arab communities follow the Lunar month and year. The Lunar months are named after the star at the Full Moon day of that month (e.g. Aswin, Karthika, Marga Sirsha, Pausha etc.). A Solar day is calculated either from midnight to the next midnight or from sunrise to the next sun-rise; the latter is generally followed in astrology. A solar year was originally taken to be 360 days. Hence, a circle representing one rotation was di-vided into 360 Bhagas (degrees). A solar day is divided into 60 Nadikas and each Nadika is di-vided into 60 Vinadikas. Alternatively, a solar day is taken to be of 12 Rasis. A Rasi consists of 2 Horas i.e. a solar day has a duration of 24 Horas (The term Hora was adopted by the Greeks and is now taken as an hour.) A Solar day has six Rasis each for day and night. The Sun moves over a Rasi in approximately 30 days. As the orbit of the earth is elliptical with the Sun at a focus, the duration of the sun to traverse a Rasi varies. The month is known after the Rasi occupied by the sun. The 12 Rasis are named af-ter the apparent shapes formed by the stars of the 12 stellar constellations (out of the 27 stars). They are Pisces (Meenam or Fish), Aries (Medam or Ram), Taurus (Edavam or Bull), Gemini (Mithunam or Twins), Cancer (Karkatakam or Crab), Leo (Chingam or Lion), Virgo (Kanni or Maiden), Libra (Thulam or Balance), Scorpio (Vrishchikam or Scorpion), Sagittarius (Dhanu or Archer), Capricorn (Makaram or Sea goat) and Aquarius (Kumbham or Water man). The Indian concepts in astrology seem to have also been adopted by the Greeks and the West. Rasi Chakra A Rasi chakra is a square with 12 minor square segments on its periphery. The 12 Rasis are marked clockwise with ‘Meenam’ at the top left hand corner. It indicates the positions of the plan-ets. The Panchanga gives the positions of the planets at the beginning of each month. It also gives the day and timing of changes of positions of

other planets during the month. At the beginning of every month, the sun enters the Rasi of the month and the spatial Rasi appears on the horizon with the sunrise. The actual position of the sun in a Rasi depends on the date of the month. In the middle of a month, the sun will be at the mid-position of the Rasi. The Rasi appearing on the eastern horizon at the time of birth of a child is called the ‘Lagnam’. In addition to the 7 planets, Indian astrologers have included ‘Rahu’ and ‘Kethu’ ( the nodular po-sitions of shadows of the earth and moon) and ‘Gulikan’, which is supposed to appear twice a day (day and night) depending on the week day. The word Rasi has been coined out of the first let-ters of Rahu and Sikhi (Kethu). A horoscope will have the positions of the planets, Rahu, Kethu, Gulikan and Lagnam marked in the respective Rasis. Rahu and Kethu occupy diametrically opposite positions and they take 18 years to complete a cycle (anti-clockwise). All the other planets move in a clockwise direction. The sun takes one year to complete a cycle and so too do the planets Venus and Mercury. Mars takes about 540 days, Jupiter takes 12 years and Saturn takes 30 years. When the planets are farthest from the earth, they are said to be in ‘Uccham’ (highest or apogee) and their nearest positions are ‘Neechum’ (perigee). The seventh position of ‘Uccham’ is ‘Neecham’ for a planet. The Uccha Rasis for the 7 planets are: Meenam for Venus, Medam for Sun, Edavam for Moon, Karkatakam for Jupiter, Kanni for Mercury, Thulam for Saturn and Makaram for Mars. In the Rasi chakra, the planets have been as-signed their own houses (Swakshetras). These are Chingam for Sun, Karkatakam for Moon, Mithu-nam and Kanni for Mercury, Edavam and Thulam for Venus, Medam and Vrischikam for Mars, Meenam and Dhanu for Jupiter and Makaram and Kumbham for Saturn. The relationships among the planets are assumed


friendly, equal or opposing depending on their na-tures. The Moon, Mercury, Jupiter and Venus are said to be benevolent while the Sun, Mars, Saturn, Rahu and Kethu are considered evil planets. For the Sun, Jupiter, Moon and Mars are consid-ered friends, Mercury as an equal and all other planets as enemies. The moon has the Sun and Mercury as friends and all other planets as equals. Mars has Jupiter, the Sun and the Moon as friends, Saturn and Venus as equals and Mercury as an enemy. Mercury has the sun and Venus as friends, the Moon as an enemy and all other planets as equals. Jupiter has the Sun, the Moon and Mars as friends, Saturn as an equal and the others as ene-mies. Venus has Mercury and Saturn as friends, the Sun and Moon as enemies and other planets as equals. Saturn has Venus and Mercury as friends, Jupiter as an equal and the others as enemies. A planet is most powerful when it is at its Uccha Rasi and least powerful when it is at its Neecham. In their own houses, the planets are moderately powerful. A planet at the house of its enemy is very powerful. A planet is also the owner (Adhipa) of its own Rasi. Bhavas and planets Rasis counted from Lagna are numbered as Bha-vas. The first Bhava is the Lagna Rasi of the horo-scope. The 12 Bhavas are believed to control and influence the following aspects given in their order: Body, Education, Brothers, Mother, Sons, Enemy, Marriage, Span of life, Fore-fathers, Employment, Gain and Losses respectively. Similarly, the planets are also said to influence cer-tain specific aspects as listed: Sun (father), Moon (mother), Mars (health and brothers), Mercury (education and relatives), Jupi-ter (sons and wealth), Venus (wife), Saturn (span of life), Rahu and Kethu (grandparents). They are called ‘Karaka’ planets. In astrological predictions, the positions of the plan-ets are assumed to have effects on the respective aspects according to their nature and strength and

relationship with other planets. Dasas The life span of a human being is assumed to be 120 years. This is distributed as Dasas as follows: Kethu (7 years), Venus (20 years), Sun (6 years), Moon (10 years), Mars (7 years), Rahu (18 years), Jupiter (16 years), Saturn (19 years) and Mercury (17 years). Each Dasa is further apportioned into periods over which the planets in the above order (starting with the Master of Dasas) are said to have special influence (Apaharas). Dasas depend on the star at birth. Sphuta Kriya To predict the effect of each planet it is necessary to estimate the exact position of each planet in their respective Rasis. This estimation is called Sphuta Kriya. A Rasi may be divided into 3 (Drekkonams), 9 (Navamsakam), 12 (Dwadasamsakam) or 30 (Trimsamsakam) and the positions of the planets may be calculated in these segments separately. At the time of birth, the remaining period of the Dasa at birth is calculated in proportion of the Nak-shatra period remaining to the duration of the Nak-shatra. The effect of planets may often be contradictory and a weighted, overall influence is difficult to be assessed. In these circumstances, astrological pre-dictions are likely to be inaccurate and diverging.

Dr. V. Balakrishna Panicker is a Retd. Principal of NSS College of Engineering Palakkad and Retd. Di-rector of Fluid Control Research Institute of India.


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- Jayashree Panikker reports

P admini Ramachandran is not only an exceptionally gifted dancer with remarkable choreographic skills, she is also rec-ognised in India and all over the world as a very talented

and successful actress. She is known for her creativity, intensity and elegance. She also inspires all those around her with her ingenuity, patience and her boundless energy. KALA members had the rare opportunity of rubbing shoulders with her dur-ing a reception hosted in her honour on 16th September 2001.

She captivated the entire audience with her quick-wit replies to questions asked by the audience, her friendly talk about her past and

present activities and her impromptu singing and display of dance “mudras”. It was quite apparent that in spite of all the glamour and glitter, she is a very simple person, who wants to reach out to us – through the media of dance and cinema.

Life and career Padmini was born on 13th of December 1932 to late Smt. Saraswati Amma and late Sri Thangappan Pillai. She is the only surviving member of the famous trio of sisters – Lalitha, Padmini and Ragini. Padmini was married to the late Dr. Ramachandran Nambiar from Telliserry, Kerala.

Padmini started learning dance at the age of four. She had her Arangettam at the age of ten. Her very first Malayalam film debut was in ‘Prasanna’, which was released in 1947. She also took part as Narada in ‘Paarijathapushpaapaharam’ followed by ‘Adhyapika’, ‘Ummini Thanga’ and ‘Kumaarasambhavam’. She has altogether acted in thirteen Malayalam films. She also won the Best Actress National Award for her role in ‘Adhyapika’.

Padmini made her first appearance in Tamil films in the film ‘Marumakal’ in 1950. She has acted in two hundred and fifty films, sixty of them were with the great actor Sri Sivaji Ganesan. Her other co-stars, among many, were Sri M.G.R. and Sri Gemini Ganesan.

Padmini’s debut in Hindi films was in late Uday Shankar’s ‘Kalpana’ and went on to pair with the likes of Ashok Kumar, Dev Anand, Raj Kapoor etc. Her hit films include ‘Raaj Tilak’, ‘Amar Deep’, ‘Vaasna’, ‘Kaajal’, ‘Mahabharath’, ‘Jis Desh main Ganga Behti Hai’, ‘Mera Naam Joker’.

On humanitarian grounds, Padmini has contributed to a long list of charitable causes.

She is a dancer of international fame who has received several awards including the Kalaimamani Award from the Tamil Nadu government. Even the erstwhile Soviet Union released a postal stamp – a rare honour for an Indian dancer – she is truly the proud daughter of Kerala. Padmini was also conferred the title of ‘ULAGANATYA PEROLI’ meaning ‘World’s Torch Bearer’ by late Sir C.P. Ramaswamy Iyer, the former Divan of Travancore.

Padmini is the founder director of ‘Padmini School of Fine Arts’ in New Jersey. This is a platform promoting In-dian classical dance and music, primarily amongst the younger generation. Padmini is indeed a cultural ambas-sador spreading Indian Culture and traditions to different parts of the world. When asked by a little girl at a function held in her honour elsewhere, as to why she chose to dance, Padmini replied – “I love dance, breathe dance and live for dance”. This truly explains in a nutshell, who this amazing lady is. We were extremely lucky to have her in our midst.

AN AUDIENCE WITH PADMINI


W e are living through unusually tense times. First year of the 21st century has already witnessed terrible events! Omens

are scaring. Times are uncertain. We have to carry on regardless with our normal activities, with as much normality as possible and so we gather around to have our Annual Day with the same spirit with which we have started out five years ago. Our task at the moment is to give account of what we as an organisation has been busy doing over the last one year; as is the tradition established in the last few years, the review actually starts with a brief de-scription of the last annual day celebrations. Fourth Annual Day Celebrations Shri P.K. Vasudevan Nair, former Chief Minister of Kerala kindly graced our Annual Day as chief guest, accompanied by his wife Smt. Lakshmikutty Amma. Shri Vasudevan Nair brought to us some insight into the contemporary party-politics in Kerala, as he could recount his personal experience during his long eventful political career. On the cultural front, we had a variety of items to entertain the audience: Bharatha Natyam, instrumental music, Mohiniyattam, Opna, Skit, Gana Mela, and disco. We were able to present an impressive muscal "Onam", greatly en-joyed by the audience. This dance drama was pre-sented entirely by the Kala Youth, with very little per-suasion from the parents, and it enabled the audi-ence to reminiscence the bygone era of Maveli, while drawing their attention to the contrasting realities of modern Onam, of poverty, hunger, strikes, the youth and the old drawn into the miasma of drug and alco-hol. What an audio-visual display depicting the jour-ney made by Onam from the days of Maveli to the modern Kerala, through the inimitable narration of the famous Kuravan and Kurathi! All these followed by a sumptuous feast! It almost seemed that the pro-grammes staged by Kala could equal to that of any other matured cultural organisation, which is a tribute to the enthusiasm and talents of the Kala Youth and all those participated in making the day truly memo-rable, and it echoed Kala's objectives through and through.

Fifth Annual General Meeting: In March our Fifth AGM was also a great day for those who could make it to the meeting, as it allowed the members to inter-act more. Though GM by nature is an occasion to look at the serious organisational issues, than to stage cultural programme on an elaborate scale, the participants were not disappointed on the entertain-ment front too. Our membership now currently stands at 58. Summer outing. It is always a bit difficult to choose an outing site balancing the scenic beauty, agreeable weather and travel distance, from different points of England from where our Members are expected to start their journey and get back. This year we chose to visit the Cotswolds. Though the weather during the preceding days gave us reason to be apprehen-sive, it was not too bad on the day, as it was at least dry for most of the day. As always, the enjoyable company of friends and Kala family, variety food, complemented the refreshing and expansive envi-ronment. The summer outing was a rewarding ex-perience for those who were enterprising enough to rise upto the challenge. What more one expects from a group outing on a damp summer day! Better than confined to the four walls on any count! Garden Party - for all those who could not join the Summer Outing to the Cotswolds there was a mar-velous occasion to meet and greet the Kala Members by joining the President's Garden Party the following week. The weather was excellent thanks to the prayers to Him who has control over such matters. As always where there is warm hospitality and open doors the party is great. Distance or adverse weather hardly deters the like-minded. What is more pertinent was that we all had a spiritual attitude - the more the merrier. The lawns of Linden Lea and the golf course far beyond echoed with Malayalam, Tamil and Hindi songs, well sung by a gifted few and listened by many throbbing hearts. Young Kala members were advernturous too - they participated in eating competition - of various sorts, but we avoided all adverse consequences by strict control, and every one won some presents! With all such good and en-joyable gatherings, the "good-byes" stretch well into the night or early hours of the following morning.


Mini meeting: Famous Malayalam Poet Prof. O.N.V. Kurup had kindly graced our Mini Meeting this year, and shared his experience as a poet and teacher. As expected, we had a full-house to listen this great writer and poet. You can read the special feature we commissionec on ONV’s life and times in the spring 2001 issue of The Palmleaf. Reception for Smt. Padmini Ramachandran: This year we had as an unexpected bonus in the form of an occasion to host a reception to famous malayalm film star Smt. Padmini, when she visited London from New York in September. Smt. Padmini spoke to us us about her memories and experience during her acting career, which she started at a ten-der age, and about the Bharatha Natyam school she successfully runs in New York currently. On this occasion we were also able to arrange for a special appearance by Mr. K.M. Raju and Smt. Latha Raju, the famous malaylam play-back singers from Chennai, who happen to visit England on their pro-fessional mission. They were kind to entertain us with their melodious singing of popular old Malaya-lam cine-songs. We in Kala have been extremely fortunate that in a short period, we have had the good fortune of some of the very best gracing our platform, viz. in the previ-ous years Poet and Professor Madhusoodanan Nair, Professor Vishnu Namboodiri, Professor and Author Chemmanam Chacko, Former Chief Minister Shri P.K. Vasudevan Nair and this year Prof. O.N.V. Kurup and Smt. Padmini. We hope this good fortune will continue for Kala, as more and more of those gifted in the area of art and culture will continue to grace our gathering and share with us their insights and experience in the sphere of art and culture for the benefit of our Young members. Charitable activities: Apart from sticking to our routine activities, Kala has raised funds for Gujarat Earthquake Fund, which we have contributed through the relief funds of Mathrubhumi, DEC and Seva Inter-national. There has been publication of this through Mathrubhumi and Kala News as well as on our own website.

Sahitya Malsaram: Kala has organised in August a "Sahitya Malsaram" with help from Indian Youth As-sociation at Calicut to promote emerging young tal-ents in Kerala. The winners of this competition will be announced in the second week of December at a function to be held in Kozhikode, Kerala. Winning entries will be published in the future issues of Palm Leaf. Kala Sounds: To provide Sound for our inhouse functions, some enterprising members have come forward and started Kala Sounds through their own private contribution, to Kala functions. Though this is a private venture, the objective is to support Kala's functions in an economical way. We wish this ven-ture all success. Palm Leaf: The proof is in the pudding, as they say. There is hardly any need to write about a publication which is in front of you. It will be satisfying for you all to know that “The Hindu” (English daily) ran a compli-mentary article on this magazine, which you will agree is a creditable endorsement. Website: The progress of our Association can also been seen through the development of our Website, and we are trying to keep up with the technology to keep us in the net. Kala Library: We have been able to purchase a collection about 400 odd Malayalam books from the British Library during their stock-clearance. This collection will be the beginning of a Kala Li-brary. Though organisating a proper library will be a challenge, like other activities we hope Kala will be able to come up with a suitable solution. Kala News As in the past Kala News continues to act the channel of communication between the Ex-ecutive Committee and the Members, and apparently this is the only effective medium at present. Though a review is never meant to delve into future, as citizens living through troubled times, our thoughts also stray into reflecting on the current state of the world, and we pray for peace.

Murali Nair


An afternoon in the company of Padmini On September 15th KALA organized a reception for Padmini Ramachandran, the renowned clas-sical dancer and well-known film star of South Indian movies. This star of yesteryears and the only surviving member of the ‘Travancore Sis-ters’, continues to promote the richness of South Indian dance forms - especially Bharata Natyam. Her love and dedication to this art was evident on the occasion by the manner in which she mimed to the tunes of reminiscent songs with dextrous hand movements and expres-sions. It is this love and dedication to dance that also launched her film career. She spoke about the various stages of her career and her in-volvement with current projects devoted to dance and its promotion. It was an afternoon that transported many in the audience to a time when actors of an altogether different genre dominated films. They were the giants of the film world, Padmini being one among them, whose histrionic talents have left indelible marks on our minds. A day in the Cotswold Once the outbreak of foot and mouth disease among the livestock was under control and ar-eas of the countryside were gradually reopened to nature lovers, KALAites headed for a day to the lovely Cotswold countryside. The trip to the Keynes Country Park, which took place on 14th July, was meticulously organized by Dr Ravi and Prabha Sekhar. The 14 family groups that convened for the day explored the countryside and sandy banks around the two lakes that form part of the Country Park. A barbecue lunch fol-lowed by singsong sessions and a lively game of cricket made an altogether fun day out. KALA youngsters come out with flying colours! After a gruelling period of preparation and taking examinations this summer, the coming of suc-cess is as sweet as nectar. The young members of KALA, who sat their GCSEs and A-level ex-aminations during May-June 2001, have come out with flying colours. We congratulate Anju, Bhavana, Gina, Prasanth, Sangeetha and the

others (who have been too modest to let us know) on their achievements and wish them the best for the future. KALA grows in strength KALA has extended its membership by five more families this year. This takes the member-ship count to 58 families. We extend a hearty welcome to the newcomers and look forward to their contributions in the next edition of the Palmleaf and KALA as a whole! The youngest member! In addition to the new families that have recently joined KALA, we have the youngest member join us from the Raghavan household. Sudha and Raghu became the proud parents of a sec-ond son, Anand, this June. Congratulations to both of them and to Vivek who looks forward to many hours of ‘brotherly’ fun. A Library for KALA If you are an avid reader of Malayalam literature and have difficulty in finding enough books to appease you, then you will not have to look any further. KALA has acquired around 400 Malaya-lam books relating to language, text and course books for undergraduates and other categories from the British Library. This resource together with any contributions of both fiction and non-fiction Malayalam books will go to provide the beginning of a KALA library. The exact nature of such a library and its modus operandi are still under review. So, watch this space! Summer garden party With summer comes the prospect of outdoor events. However, there is no event that can outdo the summer garden party that is organ-ized by Drs Sukumaran Nair and Sethulakskmi at their residence. The party this year was on 21st of July. It was in a style of its own with an unending supply of good food and the ’desi’ ver-sion of the BBQ with hot ‘dosas’ cooked out-doors on frying pans. The build-up to the next meal of the day was through tug-of war competi-tions between the different age groups and the exertions on the vocal chords of the many tal-

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ented singers. The children enjoyed it and so too the adults. The weather was kind too (I believe, numerous prayers had been said on this account!). Charity Fund-raising for Guja-rat’s earthquake victims KALA’s members have also been busy with activities to help the victims of the earthquake that shook and crippled the Indian State of Gujarat. KALA managed to raise approxi-mately £3600 by organizing collections among its members and their friends. The money was disbursed through three charita-ble organizations with £1507.00 given to the Mathrubhoomi Gujarat Fund, Kerala, £1623.80 to SEWA International (Gujarat), U.K and £500.00 to DEC (Red cross group) Gu-jarat Appeal, U.K. Drs. Manoj Kumar and Remani also organ-ized a fund-raising garden party at their home in Yorkshire. Their neighbours, Mr & Mrs. Beevers, aided them in this endeavour, which included a mixture of English and Indian cui-sine. It proved to be a very successful event with nearly 300 people attending. The event helped to raise over £1100. The funds have been donated through SENSE International to aid the Gujarat relief efforts. It is without doubt that people have been incredibly gen-erous and it is this attitude that has contrib-uted to the success of the event. It also con-firms the fact that in these uncertain times, both Indian and local cultures can live and blend harmoniously when working towards a common cause. A ‘Nadikar Thilakam’ in the making? Congratulations to Praveen Gopinath who won the Honours Award for Grade V in the recently held London Academy of Music, Drama & Art (LAMDA) examinations. He won this award after being promoted by his teach-ers to Grade V directly from Grade I.

Haridas wins Kerala Kala Kendram award Kerala Kala Kendram Global Tourism Award 2001 has been awarded to Haridas in recog-nition to his work done towards promoting tourism in Kerala. Haridas has set up a num-ber of restaurants in and around London which obviously helps in promoting Kerala food and culture. He has also sponsored various Kerala festivals in U.K. promoting arts, culture and food. KALA takes on the gentleman’s game The year also saw the all-encompassing game of cricket waving its magic wand over KALA. A first when large numbers of KALA members including several new faces got to-gether to play and cheer a game of cricket in late August. This was due to the relentless efforts of Preethi Gopinath and her family who carefully organized the entire event. The match was played between an all-adults team captained by Dr Gopinath and a team of youngsters ably led by Praveen Gopinath. The venue was the famous Epping Cricket grounds (cited in the Guinness World Book of Records). The younger team demonstrated that neither age nor the weather is a criterion to playing ‘good’ cricket. They bagged the rolling cup set up by KALA for a yearly con-frontation and young Nathan was declared ‘the man of the match’. The physical exertions of the day were rounded off with an enjoyable meal at the Gopinath residence.

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tkXpe£vanbmWvp `mcy. c− pt]cpw HcnS¯mWvp {]mÎnkv, ktdbnse {^nwen ]mÀ ¡vp tlmkv]näenÂ. At±l¯nsâ kvs]jy ssetkj³ ]oUnbm{SnIvkpw `mcybpsSXv Hm_vkvsä{SnIvkpw. kpIpamc³ \mbcpsS FÃm {]hÀ¯\§Ä¡pw t{]mÕml\hpw ]n´p Wbpw \ÂIp¶ hyànbmWvp `mcysb¶vp At±l¯nsâ hm¡pIfnÂ\n¶vp a\Ênembn. ho«n\pÅnepw Hu«vluknepw D−mbncp¶ Hmtcmcp¯cpsSbpw Imcy§fnÂ A\mbmtk\ {i²hbv¡m\pÅ Ignhv kuay{]IrXn ¡mcnbmb Cu BXntYbbv¡p−pv. c−p a¡Ä. \ho\pw tlabpw. c−pt]cpw

IebpsS {]hÀ¯\§fnÂ ]s¦Sp¡mdp−v. amt\Pvsaâv I¬kÄ«âmb \ho³ IebnÂ¡qSn t\Snb kplrZv_Ô§Ä \ne\ndp¯p¶Xn\vp {i²n¡p¶p−v. saUn¡ÂhnZymÀ°n\nbmb tlabv¡vp s]bnânwKnepw kwKoX¯nepw \r¯¯nepw \Ã hmk\bp−pv. kwkmcn¨ncp¶v kabw t]mbXdnªnÃ. ASp¡fbnÂ\n¶pw \mS³hn`h§fpsS aWw. FÃmhÀ¡psam¸w tNÀ¶p DuWpIgnbv¡pt¼mÄ a\ÊntemÀ¯Xv IpSpw_§fpsS Cu klIcWw aqew Ip«nIÄ¡p−mIp¶ {]tbmP\§sf¡pdn¨mWvp. AhÀ¡vp Ifn¡m³ Iq«pImcpw Xfcpt¼mÄ hn`hkar²amb kZybpw In«p¶, ]e Krl§fnembpÅ C¯cw H¯ptNcepIfnÂ ]s¦Sp¡m³ hÀj¯nÂ ]¯Ã A¼XpXhWbmbmepw Ip«nIÄ¡vp Bthiw Xs¶. GXm\pw hÀj§Ä¡p ap¼v ]ckv]cw I−n«pt]mep anÃm¯ ChcpsS Cu DÕmlw I−t¸mÄ tXm¶nbXv kpIpamc³\mbÀ¡pw asäÃm AwK§Ä¡pw A`nam\n¡mhp¶ Ipsd t\« §Ä BZys¯ A©phÀjwsIm−v ssIhcn¡m³ Iebv¡pv km[n ¨ncn¡p¶psh¶mWvp.

apJmapJw ]mweo^v: Iebv¡v cq]w sImSp¡pt¼mÄ a\Ênep−mbncp¶ e£yw F´mbncp¶p? kpIpamc³: {_n«\nÂ ØncXmakam¡nbn«pw tIcf¯nsâ IemkmwkvImcnIss]XrIw ssIhn«pt]mIcpsX¶p XmXv]cyapÅ Ipsd IpSpw_§fnÂ \n¶mWvp IebpsS XpS¡w. kam\Nn´mKXnbpÅ IpSpw_§fpsS sI«pd¸pÅ Hcp irwJebmbn AXns\ hfÀ¯nsbSp¡Wsa¶pw ASp¯ Xeapdbv¡v AhcpsS kwkvImc¯nsâ XmbvthcpambpÅ _Ôw \ne\ndp¯m\pÅ Hcp D]m[nbmbn AXns\ hnIkn¸ns¨Sp¡Wsa¶pw Bbncp¶p R§fpsS {][m\e£y§Ä. \mSn\pw kaql¯n\pw th−n kzbwIgnbp¶Xv sN¿Wsa¶ B{Klhpw, Ip«nIÄ C¶sÃ¦nÂ \msf AhcpsS thcpIsf¡pdn¨v t_m[h ·mcmIpsa¶ Bßhnizmkhpw Hs¡ BWvp IebpsS {]hÀ¯\§fnÂ ap³Is¿Sp¡m³ Fs¶ t{]cn¸n¨Xv. ]mweo^v: BZys¯ A©phÀj§Ä sIm−v Cu e£y§Ä ssIhcn¡m³ Ignªn«pt−m? kpIpamc³: Hcp \Ã ASn¯d ]mIm³ XoÀ¨bmbpw Ignªn«p−pv. \Ã \nehmcapÅ {]hÀ¯\w \S¯p¶ Hcp kwLS\ F¶ \nebnemWvp XpS¡w apXÂ Ie {]hÀ¯n¨Xpv. AwK§fpsSbnSbnÂ\n¶pw ]pd ¯p\n¶pw DÅ apXnÀ¶hÀ¡pw Ip«nIÄ¡pw AhcpsS P·kn²amb IgnhpIÄ hfÀ¯nsbSp¡m\pÅ ]e Ac§pIfpw FÃm hÀjhpw Hcp¡m³ Ignªn«p−pv. ]mweo^v amKkn³ XpS§nbXv Hcp t\« amsW¶XnÂ kwibanÃ. AwK§fpsS CSbnÂ\n¶pXs¶ \Ã \nehmc¯nÂ FgpXm³ IgnhpÅ Ipsdt¸sc Is−¯m\pw t{]mÕml\w \ÂIm\pw \ap¡p Ignªp. Gähpw kt´mjw Xcp¶Xv tIcf¯nÂ\n¶pÅ t{]mÕml\amWvp. HF³hn, kpKX Ipamcn, hnjvWp\mcmbW³ \¼qXncn, hn. a[p kqZ³\mbÀ, hn.sI.F³, am[hn¡p«n, sN½\w Nmt¡m F¶nhcS¡apÅ H«phfsct¸À amKkn\pth−n AIagnªp klmbn¨n«p−pv. C¯cw Nne Imcy§fnÂ {]Xo£n¨Xnepw H«phfsc apt¶m«p t]mIm³ Ignªn«p−pv. Cu hÀjw Aªqtdmfw aebmf ]pkvXI §fpambn AwK§Ä¡mbn Hcp sse{_dn XpS§m³ Ignªp F¶Xv asämcp t\«amWvp.

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CXntebv¡mbn {]ikvX dnkÀ¨pv sse{_dnbmb e−\nse {_n«ojv sse{_dn Cu cmPys¯ {]apJ aebmfnkwLS\sb¶ \nebnÂ Iesb Is−¯pIbpw klmbn¡pIbpw D−mbn. ]mweo^v: aäp kwLS\IfnÂ\n¶pw Iebv¡pÅ hyXymkw F´mWvp? kpIpamc³: kvtIm«vemâv apXÂ tIm¬hmÄ hsc NnXdn¡nS¡p¶ IpSpw_§Ä X½nepÅ ]ckv]cklIcWhpw, Cu Nn´mKXn Ip«nIfsS Xeapdbntebv¡v {ItaW hym]n¨Xns\¯pSÀ¶vp AhcpsSXmb Hcp kplrZvhebw cq]saSp¯Xpw IebpsS {]tXy IXIfmsW¶p tXm¶p¶p. C¶nhnsS ]cn ioe\w \S¯p¶ Cu Ip«nIÄ hfsc Zqc¯phsc Xmakn¡p¶ Ccp]¯t©mfw IpSpw_§fnÂ \n¶pÅhcmWvp. Ignª \me©phÀj§fmbn AhÀ ]ckv]c kplr¯p¡fpamWvp. Cu sIm¨pIp«nIÄ an¡hcpw Cu hmcmýw Cu ho«nÂ Xmakn¨v Hcp Xdhm«nse Aćo£w krãn¡p¶Xv R§Äs¡ÃmhÀ¡pw Ht«sd kt´mjap−m ¡p¶ ImcyamWvp. ASp¡fbntesbv¡m¶p t]mbn t\m¡q, tkXpe£vantbmsSm¸w F{X A½amcmWvvp Hcp Xdhm«nse ASp¡fbnset¸mse Hmtcm¶pw X¿mdmhp¶sX¶vp! IpSpw_§Ä C§s\ Häs¡«mbn {]hÀ¯n¡pIsb¶Xv IebpsS BZyw apXÂt¡bpÅ e£yambncp¶p. ]mweo^v: aäp kwLS\IfnÂ \n¶pw XnI¨pw hyXykvXamb Hcp tamUenemWvp Ie {]hÀ ¯n¡p¶sX¶p tXm¶p¶p... kpIpamc³: Cu tamUÂ Aev]w hn`n¶ambncn¡mw. Hcp Imcyw Dd¸mWvp, ]pXp abpÅ Bib§fpw hyXykvXamb IgnhpIfpw Iemt_m[hpw kwLS\m]mShhpw DÅ Hcp Iq«w AwK§fmWvp IebnÂ DÅXpv. AhcpsSsbÃmw BßmÀ°Xbpw A²zm\êhpamWvp IebpsS ssIapXÂ. ]mweo^v: Ie elitist BsWs¶mcp tXm¶Â H¶pc−p t]À ]dªp tI«n«p−v...

kpIpamc³: B tXm¶en\vvp bmsXmcp ASn Øm\hpanÃ. PohnX¯nsâ an¡hmdpw FÃm taJeIfnÂ\n¶papÅhÀ AwK§fmbp−v. {]hÀ¯\§fnÂ kÖohambn ]s¦Sp¡m³ Xmev]cyapÅ IpSpw_§fmbncn¡Ww AwK§fmhp¶Xv F¶vp Ie \njvIÀjn¡mdp

−pv. ]cn]mSnIÄ kwLSn¸n¡pt¼mÄ tIhew ImgvN¡msct¸mse AwK§Ä s]cpamdm³ ]m SnsÃ¶pÅXv R§fpsS Hcp ASnØm\ XXzhpamWvp. C¡mcW§fmÂ ]cn]mSnIfnÂ Hcp hÀjw ]s¦Sp¯v R§fpsS {]hÀ¯\ ssien I−p a\Ênem¡nbXn\p tijw thWw IpSpw_§Ä AwKXzw FSpt¡−Xpv F¶mWvp IebpsS Xmev]cyw. sI«pd¸pÅ Hcp {]Øm\ambn apt¶m«p \o§m³ Cu \bw klmbn¨n«p−pv. ]mweo^v: Iemcq]§fnÂ A`ncpNn hcm³ {]tXyIamb ImcWw hÃXpw Dt−m? kpIpamc³: Hcp IemImc\mIm³ th−{X kzXkn²amb hmk\ F\n¡p−mbncp¶nÃ. F¶mÂ Hcp \Ã BkzmZI\mIm³ th− Iemt_m[ap−mbncp¶p.. IYIfnbpw kwKoXhpw BkzZn¡m³ sNdp¸¯nte Cãambncp¶p. hnhmlw, IpSpw_w, tPmen¯nc¡pIÄ F¶nhbv¡nSbv¡vp asäm¶n\pw Imcyamb kabap−mbncp¶nÃ. \ho\pw tlabpw kv¡qÄ{]mbw Ignªt¸mgmWvp F\n ¡vp ho−pw kabw In«n¯pS§nbXpv. At¸mgmWvvp IhnX BkzZn¨p XpS§nbXpw IetbmSpÅ Xmev]cyw ho−pw s]m«n hnSÀ¶Xpw Hs¡. ]mweo^v: Ah-km-\-ambn Hcp tNmZyw IqSn. ASp¯ A©phÀjt¯bv¡vp F´mWvp e£yw hbv¡p¶Xv? kpIpamc³: bqWnthgvknän hnZym`ymkw Ignbpt¼mÄ \½psS bphXeapd AhcptSXmb Hcp temI¯ntebv¡vp HXp§m³ {ianbv¡p¶p−pv. \½psS kmwkvImcnIcwKhpambn XpSÀ¶pw AhÀ¡vp k¼À¡w ]peÀ¯m\pÅ Ahkc§sfmcp¡m³ ]cn{ianbv¡pw. tIcf¯nÂ DbÀ¶phcp¶ bphIemImc·msc t{]mÕmln¸n¡p¶Xn\pÅ thZnsbmcp¡p¶Xn\pw Ie Xocpam\saSp¯n«p−pv. BZy]Snbmbn Cu hÀjw Unkw_dnÂ {]apJkmlnXyImc·mscbpw DbÀ¶phcp¶ bphkmlnXyImc·mscbpw ]s¦Sp¸n¨psIm −pÅ Hcp kmlnXythZn tImgnt¡m«ph¨p \S¯p¶p−pv. hcpwhÀj§fnÂ sXcsªSp¯ bphIemImc·msc {_n«\ntebv¡vp £Wn¡Wsa¶ e£yamWvp

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Ip«n¡me¯v Hm¯p ]Tn¡msX Hm¯p]ÅnbnÂ Dd¡w Xq§nbncp¶t¸mÄ ‘samÃm¡’ Fs¶ Hcp apcn¡v F¶vp hnfn¨p. shdpsamcp ]mgvacatÃ apcn¡vp. hk´¯nÂ ]qhWnªp \nev¡p¶ apcn¡v acw \nd¨pw X¯bpw Im¡ X¼pcm«nbpw tX³ IpSn¡phm³ hcpambncp¶p. Fsâ hoSnsâ Ings¡ thenbnÂ ]SÀ ¶p ]én¨p ]q¯p\n¶ apcn¡v Fsâ Iq«pImc\mbncp¶p.

I nbmfpw ]IÂ th\en³ NqSn\mÂ I¯n¡cn¡p¶p ]¨¡pcp¶ne. hmSnbpd§p¶ ]qs¨Sn Zml¯mÂ \ocn¶mbv t\m¼mÀ¶p Xq§nbncn¡sh, tI«p, Rm\mscs¶ XÃnbpWÀ¯p¶p tIm«phmbn«pRm³ sR«nbpWcsh; “t]«apcn¡p \o” sNmÃn samÃ¡bpw “Hm¯p]Tn¡m¯ IÅ\mhp¶pthm?” Nqcen³ NqsSsâ ta\ns]mÅn¡sh NqSpÅ _mjv]sa³ I®nepXcsh Npäpancn¡p¶ Iq«pImscÃmcpw s]m«n¨ncns¨s¶ hnUvVnbmbp ImWsh thenbv¡p ]émbn am{Xw hfcp¶ apÅpapcn¡nsâ Nn{Xw, Rmt\mcsh: càXpSn¸pÅ ]q¡fnÂtX\p®m³ hs¶¯pw X¯X³ ]ms«m¶ptIÄ¡sh. H¶n\pw sImÅm¯ ]macsa¦nepw B apcn¡mIphmþ \mÀ¯n ]q−t¸mgpw. X¶X³ ]mt«äp tImcn¯cn¡p¶ apÅpapcn¡ns\ kvt\ln¨pt]mbn Rm³. ]qhnÃ, tX\nÃ

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