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Once Again…???!!! – Chapter 1: the Pandemonium

Disclaimer: The characters in this novelette are purely fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

It was a dark night, without moon or stars. Time was somewhere near midnight. The second’s hand of the clock was slowly ticking. There was a slight wind blowing outside, which sent a shiver though the body. It was late December and the winter had already started, with all its vigour. A car or two whizzed through the deserted misty streets, once in while. Else, there was silence everywhere. Silence that night, after all the recent political turmoil for the demolition of Babri Masjid in Ayodhya, near New Delhi. Silence everywhere, except in his heart. There was a war going on in his mind.

He was lying all alone on his bed, on his back with his eyes wide open. His eyes moved around in the room. He could see the reflection of the green night lamp on the mirror of the Godrej bureau. The green dim light… This was the dumb witness for many of the past happenings. The silent witness for those moments when he had dreamed about her; when he had made love to her; when she talked about the other person in her life; when she declared her decision to kill his innocent child; when he was mentally tortured by her. Today, this dim dark green light was once again, the only witness, to look at him cry over the past.

He rolled over to lie on his side. His eyes slowly moved towards the window. The open window… Tears flowing through the corner of his eyes… As his head was tilted to the right, tears were collecting near the bridge of his nose. He could hear the hustling, cold wind outside. The cold wind was as sharp as her cold heart. Very coldly and very slowly cutting through his heart… He was unable to decide if it was the cold wind that made him shudder or the recent happenings. He could hear the typical noises of the night. A cricket looking for its prey; an owl hooting at a distance; a drunkard singing aloud his song in a precarious tongue; a dog howling at the street corner; a heavy vehicle rushing by… His mind was wandering… He was thinking… His mind was a smorgasbord, splattered with the events of the past…

His thoughts were disturbed by the cold tears, which had flowed through the bridge of his nose and rolled down his right cheek. He lifted his hands automatically to wipe the tears from the cheek. He rolled over and was now once again on his back. He gazed at the ceiling fan. It was moving. He tried to visualize the blades in the dim green light. He could only see the circle created by its movement He was wondering about his life. His thought was circling… He was feeling that the fan should fall on to his head. His head started reeling. He felt that there was nothing more left in his life. The world seemed dark and the relations were also dark. The future was dark too, as dark as this dark night.

How close he thought, he had come to her in these four months and yet how far he had actually been from her. How much he loved her and how much she hated him. How much he wanted her to be with him and how much she wanted to be away. How much it looked, just like a nightmare. But it was all happening in reality… It was all happening with him. Still, he was not able to decide if he hated her… How much he had wanted her to stay back… How much he had expected that she would say, that she would never leave him… How much she had meant to him…

He was questioning God… Why should it happen to him? He had always believed in the Almighty… He regularly visited the temple. He has always been generous towards the poor; always respected the elders; had always been the dutiful son. How could this happen to him? Where did he go wrong? He wondered…

Kiran thought of the entire turn of events… Kiran, meaning hope, and now, there was no hope left in his life. With this very thought, his eyes blurred…

END of Chapter 1
Once Again…???!!! – to continue…

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SOLO (Tamil) – a Review

This is an experimental art film by Bejoy Nambiar. It is an anthology of 4 unconnected short stories woven together through the four tangible elements of nature – water, air, fire and earth, which can all be destructive. The name of the protagonist in each story is a version of Lord Siva, the destroyer. Each simple story has an unexpected twist, sometimes pushing the boundaries.

WATER – Shankar

This is the story of the tender love between Shankar and a blind dancer Radhika. The strong bond of love between the two Is captured as a beautiful flowing poem of water. This story is narrated in a non-linear fashion with a twist towards the penultimate reels. The last scene in the beach is very tender and poignant.

Water, the element, plays a key role in this story and is ever present. It becomes one of the protagonists.

Dulquer Salmaan as Shankar and Dhansika as the blind dancer have excelled in their roles. This is the only story with a few songs. Music is apt.

AIR – Trilok

This is a story of revenge. There are two accidents – in one the victim is left to die a pathetic death. In the other, the victim is very quickly taken to the hospital, to be saved. The veterinary doctor Trilok – is he the saviour or…?

True to the element in this story, the air, the protagonist is just like air, which is there all around us as an envelope but is not seen. You can only feel the air, if the air wishes! Can air be destructive? Yes, it can, when it picks up speed and becomes the strong gusting winds.

The accident scenes are captured so realistically in this story. Kudos to the cinematography team. Once again Dulquer Salmaan has excelled as Dr. Trilok. Ann Augustine and Aditi Venkatesh have done their parts well, along with the supporting cast. Music is apt.

FIRE – Siva

This is the story of ruthless dons and the underbelly of Mumbai. Siva who works under a local don, is very protective of his younger brother as their mother leaves them and their father when they were young. Though he is a goon, Siva does not want his brother to be one. However, the brother takes up arms. Siva has a wife, Rukku, and a baby. Rukku hates the fact that Siva is becoming a don. Everything goes haywire when Siva goes in search of his father’s killer.

The element fire can be scene and felt in each scene – be it the Sparks that fly between characters or the ruthless killings. Just as how fire destroys everything on its path, there is destruction everywhere – both the physical and the metaphorical- everything is burnt to ashes. The background score of Aigiri Nandini, the Mahisasura Mardhini Stotram) elevates the rage and tension in the story.

The scene where Siva meets his mother in the end is amazing. Once again Dulquer Salmaan excelled as the young and angry Siva. His face speaks volumes in this story (as he does not have much dialogues to deliver). Shruthi Hariharan has provided adequate support as Rukku. Music perpetrated with Aigiri Nandini elevates the mood.

EARTH – Rudra

Rudra and Bhama are the kids of army officers and have grown together since their childhood. Their infatuation blooms into deep, destructive love. Bhama’s father opposes their love and tries to find a groom for Bhama, while Rudra spoils all the wedding plans by Bhama’s father. Bhama leaves for higher studies in Australia and suddenly terminates their relationship. What was the reason? Is there more murky secrets hidden in the closets?

The background of Army is very apt for this story of Earth. When the monster comes out of the closet, it can be deemed earth shattering and it certainly has the potential to stir up all controversies if ignored. Watch out for the bold twist that can destroy everything.

Dulquer Salmaan just fits into the role of the Army officer and also that if the lover boy very easily. Neha Sharma as the bubbly vivacious Bhama is just great. The way she had acted and her lip sync was so good that nobody would believe that she does not know the language. Music is just perfect.

SOLO

The USP of this movie is the anthology of strong stories and the fantastic action by Dulquer Salmaan. Dulquer’s mannerisms, body language and acting shows the variance in each character and one would only see the character, forgetting that it is the same person acting. Each element that is predominant in the story comes to life in every scene. The underlying theme of Siva and destruction is beautifully, poignantly and at the same time subtly brought to life on screen The music becomes one with the story. Though this is an experimental art film, the movie does not lag at any point.

The English title of the movie is also very apt. Solo – our protagonist is unfortunately solo at the end…

My Verdict:

4 / 5

If you are a lover of different (zara hat-ke), artistic movies, rich in characters and story, don’t miss this one.

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Tamizh 2.0: 15 I, Bharathi (சித்திரையில் பாரதியாம் எமது செய்தி)

I, Bharathi… Though it has been almost a century, since I shed my physical body, my sprit has been in this world, live though my works and the few that still believe in my dreams. Many things have changed in this world – too many wars and fights around the world that has strewn apart many lives; breaking up of empires; medical revolution, technological revolution and now the artificial intelligence. The world today is certainly not what it was a hundred years ago.

Today, in this month of Chithirai in the year Hevilimbi, I look back at these pages of history to see what happened to my dreams – alas, some are still mere, elusive. Particularly, my dream for women’s liberation and emancipation is still a dream.

As a proud feminist of my times, I have fought for the rights of women; for women to be able to stand up for her own self. I wanted women to have the freedom to study and be an equal to man, in every walk of life, at a time when male chauvinism was at its height. I imagined the modern woman to be the one that would walk upright with her head held high and with no fear of anyone; for she does not falter as she would possess great wisdom.

நிமிர்ந்த நன்னடை நேர்கொண்ட பார்வையும்,
நிலத்தில் யார்க்கும் அஞ்சாத நெறிகளும்,
திமிர்ந்த ஞானச் செருக்கும் இருப்பதால்
செம்மை மாதர் திறம்புவ தில்லையாம்;

Is today’s modern woman an epitome of this dream? Though there is progress, it is very disheartening to say NO, for most part of it. She is still objectified and considered a “product” for man’s amusement; the morals and ethics being constantly crumbled; strangling her without any physical wounds. I would say, the following about the plight of today’s women

கூனிக்குறுகிய நடை அச்சம் கொண்ட பார்வையும்
பற்பல இன்னல்களால் கொலையுறும் நெறிகளும்
திமிர்ந்த ஞானச் செருக்கை உடைப்பதால்
செம்மை மாதர் இன்றும் சோர்ந்து மாண்டனராம்;

In Panchali Sabadam, I described the plight of Draupadhi, when the son of Dharma, Yudhishtiran, used her as s pawn and lost her in a game of dice. How she was dragged by her hair by the villainous Duchasanan and brought to the majestic court of Hastinapuram. This was where she was disrobed, in the presence of elders and scholars; when all witnesses turned a blind eye. She lifted up her arms and cried out to Lord Krishna to help her. At least she had Lord Krishna to rescue her, from that humiliation. That was eons ago, in the era of Mahabharata.

It is unfortunate that even today many women are used as mere pawns for a man’s gain. Woman, who is considered “Shakthi”, is still crying out for help. And unfortunately, there is no Krishna to help her today. I am sad that the situation for women has not improved that much at all and she is still being an object of desire and sex, even though we are in the 21st Century. In fact, there are more demons that attack women young and old alike; they have not spared even little innocent girls, from their monstrous carnal desires; shattering many lives. How pathetic the situation is today!

I wanted everyone, particularly the women, to be free and feel no fear in whatever they do – face any adversity with her head held high. I wanted everyone’s slogan to be

அச்சமில்லை அச்சமில்லை அச்சமென்பதில்லையே.
உச்சிமீது வானிடிந்து வீழுகின்ற போதினும்,
அச்சமில்லை அச்சமில்லை அச்சமென்பதில்லையே.

However, today looking at this degraded society, I would say

அச்சமுண்டு அச்சமுண்டு துணிவெண்பது இல்லையே
இளம் தென்றல் வீசும்போதும், இலை கொடிகள் அசையும்போதும்
அச்சமுண்டு துணிவில்லை, அச்சம் மட்டும் உள்ளதே

Women, the Shakthi, one who brings this man to the world, is still crying out loud, running amok to protect herself from the ruthless world. In this struggle, so many of them are lost, no matter where in the world they are – the unfortunate, lost souls.

When will my Panchali rise again? To have her wow – to destroy all men that consider her, mere toy for all their pleasure; for she is not an object. She is full of life too! Though I wrote the following keeping in mind the independence of India, this seems to be very apt for today’s woman, for she is still bound in the shackles adorned by men.

என்று தணியும் இந்த சுதந்திர தாகம்?
என்று மடியும் எங்கள் அடிமையின் மோகம்?
என்றெமது அன்னை கை விலங்குகள் போகும்?
என்றெமது இன்னல்கள் தீர்ந்து பொய்யாகும்?

I asked for equality for all when I said there were no castes or creed to the little girl in “ஓடி விளையாடு பாப்பா”. In முரசு, I clearly stated that even if our colour differs, we are all still made of flesh and blood with emotions and feelings –

வண்ணங்கள் வேற்றுமைப் பட்டால்-அதில்
மானுடர் வேற்றுமை யில்லை,
எண்ணங்கள செய்கைக ளெல்லாம்-இங்கு
யாவர்க்கும் ஒன்றெனல் காணீர்.

This continues to be an evanescent dream, even though the world has shrunk today and has become a global village. Unfortunately, the division is still there, may be even more in the global village. Even in the developed nations I see this division, based on colour and the race and the undercurrents that play in each interaction.

Siva Shakthi, why did you create this beautiful world and throw in so much of evil? The Evil, in people, their minds and deeds. Why did you create me with the greatest emotional intelligence, made me fight for the betterment of woman and this community? I knew my thinking was way too ahead for my time. Even after a hundred years I can see that I am still way ahead in great thoughts, in today’s world.

நல்லதோர் வீணைசெய்தே-அதை
நலங்கெடப் புழுதியில் எறிவதுண்டோ?
சொல்லடி, சிவசக்தி;-எனைச்
சுடர்மிகும் அறிவுடன் படைத்துவிட்டாய்,
வல்லமை தாராயோ,-இந்த
மாநிலம் பயனுற வாழ்வதற்கே?

Did I ask a lot, more than what was needed in my Century or the centuries to come, when I asked for equality between men and women? In a country where woman is revered as goddesses, how come the common woman is mistreated? Even in the so-called developed nations, many women would vouch for the many times they have been objectified.

ஆணும் பெண்ணும் நிகரெனக் கொள்வதால்
அறிவி லோங்கி, இவ் வையம் தழைக்குமாம்;

Why is it difficult for a man to let a women be herself? Why does he always try to subdue her? Why isn’t the woman, the provider given her space and place? How come she is still left struggling? With the centuries changing, the challenges faced by women have actually not stopped; it has just taken another ugly form. When will all this alter and women be at par with men and treated with respect and dignity by one and all?

The developed nations, where women are considered to be equal with men and compete with them in the work force, it is sad that women are paid about 12% less than what a man is paid for the same job. Why is there this disparity?

In this 21st Century, Malala Yousezai from Pakistan is shot, all because she wanted to study. Shakila Zareen, the teen bride from Afghanistan, was shot by her husband in her face, just because (for no reason) he felt like. She escapes from her husband, goes into hiding in India and finally arrives in Canada to start a new life. These are the strong women, the new women, who have come out of adverse situations with their heads held high, and are now striving for the liberation of other women.

It is very disheartening to see the developed nations having women shelters that provide shelter and support for women that flee from domestic violence and abuse.

However, amidst all this commotion and violence, I do see the many unknown faces and hearts that cry out for these unfortunate women. People that welcome these souls with open hearts and arms. The people, both the feminist men and women that strive for the betterment of all women for they know that there can be redemption only if we started treating woman as an equal and with respect. Woman is the nature’s force of nourishment and is the preserver. She is the Shakthi, the power and wisdom, one who stand as a rock, a school to this mankind. In today’s world, she is the one with the highest emotional quotient.

அக்கினிக் குஞ்சொன்று கண்டேன்-அதை
அங்கொரு காட்டிலோர் பொந்திடை வைத்தேன்;
வெந்து தணிந்தது காடு;-தழல்
வீரத்தில் குஞ்சென்றும் மூப்பென்றும் உண்டோ?
தத்தரிகிட தத்ரிகிட தித்தோம்.i

These are the little sparks that can ignite an ocean of humanity. I now have hope that these sparks will change the world for women and thereby this humanity in the future.

உயிர்க ளிடத்தில்அன்பு வேணும்;-தெய்வம்
உண்மையென்று தானறிதல் வேணும்;
வயிர முடையநெஞ்சு வேணும்;-இது
வாழும் முறைமையடி பாப்பா!

Yes, that is what is need of the hour, today. We will need many such sparks to restore kindness and humanity. The little mercies that still happen everyday, is the living proof of those sparks. When we all unite and stand up for the RIGHT, Woman, as Goddess Durga, will rise and destroy all evil and restore peace. Woman, the epitome of patience and virtue!

My prayer of a century is still valid, in this Hevilimbi year; for, as humans, we still have a long way to go to attain world peace and prosperity, for the betterment of every little thing in this world leading to the progress of the wider environment and humanity!

மனதிலுறுதி வேண்டும்,
வாக்கினி லேயினிமை வேண்டும்;
நினைவு நல்லது வேண்டும்,
நெருங்கின பொருள் கைப்பட வேண்டும்;
கனவு மெய்ப்பட வேண்டும்,
கைவசமாவது விரைவில் வேண்டும்;
தனமும் இன்பமும் வேண்டும்,
தரணியிலே பெருமை வேண்டும்.
கண் திறந்திட வேண்டும்,
காரியத்தி லுறுதி வேண்டும்;
பெண் விடுதலை வேண்டும்,
பெரிய கடவுள் காக்க வேண்டும்,
மண் பயனுற வேண்டும்,
வானகமிங்கு தென்பட வேண்டும்;
உண்மை நின்றிட வேண்டும்.
ஓம் ஓம் ஓம் ஓம்

I, Bharathi…

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Tamizh 2.0: 14 Science in Heritage (கன்னல் தமிழ் அறிவியல் காட்டுதா?)

The Tamil Heritage is deeply rooted in science. Superficially, the many things we are advised to follow looks deeply superstitious. However, when it is looked at in detail, we cannot ignore the scientific relevance and the science behind everything that was followed by our ancestors.

Everyone is expected to wear a mark on their forehead – men the holy ashes (திருநீறு) and the women red vermillion (குங்குமம்). Though in today’s world, this is considered as a cosmetic beautification for women and the men have ignored it completely, in the villages it is still required that people wash their faces at least two to three times a day and apply the “mark” on the forehead. We can see that this act is completely covered in the guise of religion. It is now confirmed that the forehead where the brows meet is the trigger location where many facial nerves intersect. Acupressure Theraphy has confirmed now that applying pressure in this area reduces occurrences of headaches.

Everyone is expected to wash their legs right outside the house when they came from outside. Though this looks silly, the very simple logic is that, of cleaning the germs away. Also, when you visit the house of someone where there is a death, you are advised to have a head bath, else you are told that death will follow you. This sounds crazy, but when you look at the deeper meaning, one can understand that the house of the dead is filled with invisible germs. And one would obviously carry it, with them when they visit their home to pay homage to the dead. Hence, the saying, death would follow you.

Another one that was my pet peeve as an adolescent was not to cut nails once it’s twilight and on certain days (Tuesday and Friday). Those were the days before electricity and people used the lanterns. Therefore, advising people to not cut nails once it is twilight makes sense as you do not want to hurt yourself while clipping the nails. And, I presume that our ancestors wanted to instil discipline and ergo the requirement to not cut nails on two days of the week.

We can give many such examples from the day to day lives that were seeped in wonderful science. I would like to quote the following to describe how our ancestors knew certain scientific principles long before they were discovered in the modern world.

The following lines are from Amudaambigai Pillai Tamizh (Usal Paruvam) by Sivagyana Munivar.

மகரக் குழைகளும் ஊசலாட
பங்கய மடமாதர் நோக்கி இருவேம்
ஆட்ட – அவ்வூசலில் பாய்ந்திலது
இவ்வூசல் என – நனி ஆட்டுதோறும்
நின்னகை நிலவெழிலுக்கு அவர் முகத்
திங்கள் சாய
(அமுதாம்பிகை பிள்ளைத்தமிழ் – ஊசல் பருவம்)

In the above lines Sivagyana Munivar is beautifully describing how Amudaambigai is swinging in a swing. He is explaining that as the length of the rope to which the swing (in which Amudaambigai was swinging) was tied was longer and hence moved slowly. However, as the length of the golden string in which her earring was attached was small, which made it to oscillate much faster.

This is nothing but the principle of Galileo’s Pendulum – A longer string will take a greater amount of time to complete one swing than a shorter string, irrespective of the mass tied to the string, as it has to travel a larger distance for the same angle of swing.

The following from the story of Kannappar strongly indicates organ donation. Kannappar was a devotee of Lord Siva. One day Kannappar notices blood in the eyes of the Siva Lingam. He tries to apply medicinal herbs for the blood to stop; but the bleeding doesn’t stop. Kannappar removes one of his eyes and places it on the bleeding eye and the blood stops.

இதற்கினி என்கண் அம்பால்
இடந்தப்பின் எந்தையார்கண்
அதற்கிது மருந்தாய்ப் புண்ணீர்
நிற்கவும் அடுக்கும் என்று
மதர்த்தெழும் உள்ளத்தோடு மகிழ்ந்துமுன்
இருந்து தங்கண்
முதற்சர மடுத்து வாங்கி முதல்வர்தங்
கண்ணில் அப்ப (பெ.பு.2)

Apart from these, there are many references to flying chariots (nothing but the modern day aeroplanes) in Ramayana, and also Silapadjigaram. There are references to cloning in Mahabharata – the birth of the 100 Kauravas. Gandhari the wife of Dritharashtra divides the embryo into a hundred portions and incubated them invitro in earthworm pots, from which the Kauravas were born. Looks like the people living in the Mahabharata era were well advanced as there are references to lovers being able to communicate live with video- equivalent to the modern day FaceTime, video call.

Thus, we can proudly say with confidence that our ancestors were highly evolved and made the best use of science and technology. They invented things based on scientific principles. And they had very advanced scientific gadgets. There are many, many more that we are yet to discover. Hopefully, one day the current civilization will evolve to that level of scientific development.

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Tamizh 2.0: 12 Play: Nakkeerar meets Avvaiyar (ஓரங்க நாடகம்: நக்கீரரை சந்தித்த ஔவையார்)

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Avvaiyar in her heavenly abode was wondering if her wise words were followed in today’s world, the 21st Century. Just then the heavenly sage Narada came in to visit her, to discuss if Avvaiyar’s Aathichoodi, the single verse with life lessons, needs to be modified to accommodate the world of iPad and soon to emerge Artificial Intelligence (AI).

Narada: Hello Avvaiyar, how are you today?
Avvaiyar: Hmmmm… I am ok
Narada: That doesn’t sound encouraging. Why is there a profound look on your face? What are you deeply thinking about?
Avvaiyar: Yes Narada, I have been wondering if my Aathichoodi is still followed by the people in the 21st Century, in this time and age of smart phones, iPad and AI!
Narada: Wow! That is an amazing coincidence. I was sent by Lord Vishnu to check if we need to make any modifications to your Aathichoodi, to suit the needs of this century. Let us see where this quest of ours’ will take us.

Right at that time, Nakkeerar floated by Avvaiyar’s abode. He seemed to be very furious and was cursing someone or something. Narada and Avvaiyar saw this, and…

Avvaiyar: Pulavar Nakkeerar, what happened? You are so furious. Have your forgotten my principle on anger – One should control Anger? ஆறுவது சினம்
Nakkeerar: I remember that Avvai, but the world today is a topsy-turvy. No body follows any rules, principles. Everyone is selfish and is willing to commit any crime. Humanity is dead as no body has the desire to do any good deed – அறம் செய விரும்பு. As I always say, no matter who it is, if anyone commits a crime (in language, words or deeds), we should punish one and all. They don’t deserve to live.
Avvaiyar: Calm down Nakkeerar! Please don’t use hurting words – சுளிக்கச் சொல்லேல்
Narada: Another coincidence today. Avvai and Nakkeerar let me swirl the globe to see where we will land today to get clarifications to all your questions. I am sure we will be able to find answers to your concerns. Please don’t lose hope – ஊக்கமது கைவிடேல். I’m sure we will eliminate ignorance – பேதைமை அகற்று.
Avvaiyar: Yes Narada, how much ever we think we are learned, there is always room for opportunity to improve oneself – கற்றது கைமண் அளவு, கல்லாதது உலகளவு.

Narada swirled the google globe that he carried in his iPad. It landed in Canada, to be more specific, Parliament Hill, Ottawa.

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Narada quickly googled in his iPad, to get the vital stats for this country called Canada.

Narada: This country looks very interesting. This is the land of immigrants and google tells me that there are a number of Tamil speaking population. About 150,000 of them and they are now a visible minority in this country!
Avvaiyar: (very calmly) that is an impressive number!
Narada: Not only that. The Prime Minister of this country, Justin Trudeau announced the month of January as “Tamil Heritage Month”
Nakkeerar: That sounds even better! Long live my Tamizh, the oldest living language!
Narada: Let us get into their parliament to see what is happening. We might get evidence to see if we need to modify Avvai’s Aathichoodi.

And they entered the Parliament. Being the heavenly beings they are, of course they were all invisible. The topic of discussion at that time was the NAFTA agreement between Canada, US and Mexico. The president of the US, Trump wants to pull out. One of the ministers says Canada should severe all ties with the US and actually strengthen the armed forces of Canada, so that Canada can be on their own and fight back, if situation warrants.

Nakkeerar: Wow! That is the spirit. No matter who it is, squash the other country that is on the wrong. You should not allow any wrong to be done. People that are wrong should not be allowed to live.
Avvaiyar: Nakkeerar, please calm and do not forget righteousness – சீர்மை மறவேல் and do not speak abusive language நொய்ய உரையேல்
Narada: Oh! Listen to what that young leader has to say…
Avvaiyar: I’m pleased that there are a few that is following my principles – it is just a small world. Look at the way this charming young man is controlling the situation. The clarity with which he is speaking following what I have advised, Utter words with great clarity – மொழிவது அற மொழி. And he is so right to say, Do not deal with aggressive and stubborn people – மூர்க்கரோடு இணங்கேல்

Avvaiyar was awestruck. So was Nakkeerar. The topic in the parliament then moved to the recent gun violence in the neighbouring US and how there are no proper regulations there for owning a weapon. Once again it was very calmly handled in the parliament and it was decided that Canada would go over its policies and procedures on the Gun Licenses or for that matter, any weapon.

Nakkeerar: If the US is having problem with their Gun culture, why should Canada or Justin worry? It doesn’t make any sense.
Avvaiyar: Of course it does, Nakkeerar. Canada wants to Progress for a peaceful life – வீடு பெற நில். And they want to lead their life with exceptionally good qualities – உத்தமனாய் இரு
Nakkeerar: Avvai, you seem to see your Aathichoodi splattered everywhere and in everything you see.
Narada: Yes Avvai, looks like your Aathichoodi is still very valid, in the year 2018. In fact looks like it is followed in an alien country too, far away, miles apart from where it originated.
Avvaiyar: True Narada and Pulavar Nakkeerar. However, I did not see anything in my Tamizh in this country. Narada, I believe you said that there is a huge Tamil population in this country.
Narada: Give me a minute Avvai. Let me see what is available in my iPad.

Narada logged on to his Facebook account to see if he could get anything in Tamizh in Canada, for Avvaiyar. “Vancouver Tamil World” was he first hit with over 2000 members. He quickly sent in a request to become a member. Lo and behold, Narada’s request was accepted by one of the wonderful admins of VTW.

Scene 3
When Narada entered VTW

Narada: Avvai! Avvai, come here! Come here!
Avvaiyar: What happened? You are acting like a kid, so excited
Nakkeerar: Narada, remember Avvai’s words, Tell exactly what you saw – கண்டொன்று சொல்லேல்
Narada: Sure, I will speak clearly with no mistakes – பிழைபடச் சொல்லேல். This is certainly a group that is following the principles of Avvaiyar. I am surprised by the good things they have done in the recent past.
Avvaiyar: Narada, show me what is there in Tamizh first.
Narada: Wow! Tamizh 2.0 is a contest that is going on now. There are many wonderful writers that show case their talents to the wonderful judge, Mr Rathanaswami! He has inspired people that cannot write in Tamizh to write about Tamizh in the language they are comfortable with. Surprisingly, people are listening to his words of wisdom – மேன்மக்கள் சொல் கேள்
Nakkeerar: Aha! That would spread the pride of MY Tamizh into other communities too.
Avvaiyar: And allow people to live with a sense of unity amongst them – ஊருடன் கூடி வாழ்
Nakkeerar: And they are striving to eliminate ignorance – பேதைமை அகற்று, by conducting and encouraging a number of activities.
Narada: They are currently having a display of various arts. What a great way to spread and share knowledge – கைவினை கரவேல்
Avvaiyar: They are also good with charity (தானமது விரும்பு), just as the country they are living in – and does not stop charity (ஈவது விலக்கேல்). They collected funds to help the poor girl who met with an accident and died in their adopted country.
Narada: I feel ecstatic to see that they are always ready to help each other இயல்வது கரவேல்.
Nakkeerar: It is really overwhelming to learn about this group. And they just don’t stop learning from each other – எண் எழுத்து இகழேல், ஓதுவது ஒழியேல்.
Avvaiyar: I am so happy that we stumbled upon this group today. What a wonderful group that lives by the rules of their adopted country (சக்கர நெறி நில்; நாடு ஒப்பன செய்). Though they have adopted their new country – தேசத்தோடு ஒட்டி வாழ், they have not forgotten the past antiquities (தொன்மை மறவேல்). God bless these people with more prosperity and happiness!
Narada: Avvai, Are you also happy that, your Aathichoodi doesn’t require any updates?
Avvaiyar: Of course yes. Pulavar Nakkeerar, do you see that the world is not that bad and that there are good people everywhere, restoring Humanity time and again?
Nakkeerar: Yes Avvai, I do agree that there are many people here in this earth, who speak nicely – ஞயம்பட உரை, seeking help from great and wise people – பெரியாரைத் துணைக் கொள்

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In this happy moment, Narada noticed that Avvaiyar‘s face was sad. He saw that her eyebrows raised and there were the lines of concern on her forehead.

Narada: I see lines of concern in your face. What happened Avvai?
Nakkeerar: Yes Avvai, looks like you are worried about something, when you should be happy. May we know what is bothering you?
Avvaiyar: You both picked it right. Narada, you brought us to this wonderful country called Canada, where we were given the glimpse of how our Tamizh is preserved, culture is revered and my Aathichoodi has found relevance. Though the second generation kids are having difficulty In reading and writing Tamizh, certainly all efforts are made to ensure that they all understand and speak Tamizh. This certainly has given me the comfort that my Tamizh will live for another few thousands of years. However, I was wondering about the situation in Tamil Nadu, the birthplace of this language and the literature!
Narada: Is that it Avvai? Why don’t we travel there and find it out for ourselves. Nakkeerar, do you want to join us?
Nakkeerar: Sure, why not?
Narada: Are you all ready?

And Narada swirled the google globe that he carried, in his iPad…

The End

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Tamizh 2.0: 09 Beauty in Deceit (ஏமாறுவதும் ஏமாற்றுவதும் ஐதா)

I always feel happy. You know why?
Because I don’t expect anything from anyone.
Expectations always hurt.
Life is short; so love your life.
– William Shakespeare

Man is the only animal that kills for fancy! Not just for food… So, he is not ashamed to cheat someone for his own gains. This being said as the vices of human, man is also the only animal with the sixth sense – a sense to feel for others, restoring humanity. These are such stark contrasting qualities that define a human.

What is cheating and deceit?
Cheating: (verb) act dishonestly or unfairly in order to gain an advantage, especially in a game or examination
Deceit: (noun) the action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth

When someone is being cheated it can also mean that they are being disappointed in someone or a situation – this could range from a simple dislike in a situation to being adulterous. Telling white lies to benefit someone is also a form of cheating and deceit. However, “white-lies usually have a positive outcome.

I have known Amit for quite sometime. Amit is a gem of a person that I respect a lot. Unfortunately, a few years ago, he was in a wrong marriage. His then wife broke the relation and moved on to fulfill her desires, after living with him for a year. Amit was so disappointed. He was very sad and he shared his unfortunate story to Rahul at his workplace, that he considered a friend, that he could confide in. In a social event that I attended, Rahul was having a ball of time making fun of Amit and how his wife dumped him. I was very certain that Rahul was adding colour to the story. I was very naive then and very disappointed in both Rahul (for this behaviour) and Amit (for having trusted Rahul and opening himself bare and being vulnerable to insults). When I had a chance I did have a chat with Amit regarding the incident and without naming anyone (as a did not want to spoil their relation, if any). The answer that Amit gave me is still very clear in my minds eye.

Amit told me, when someone lays himself bare trusting another person, it is his choice and that he would have to live by the consequences of that other person breaching that trust. There is always a price to pay. Amit then asked me, when a person has opened up to someone why is there an expectation that that person will not breach that trust? He explained that, if this expectation were not built, there would be no feeling of being cheated or of disappointment. How true is this statement. In all our relations, when we open up to someone, it is our choice and therefore we have to bear the burden of that cross. We cannot shirk away from our responsibility.

The other incident that happened to Karan was another eye opener for me. Karan lived in a condo with a roommate (Arjun). As Arjun was having financial difficulties Karan took care of the rental and living expenses. Arjun thanked Karan for helping out with his living expenses and promised that he would return the money he owed Karan as soon as he was able to find a stable job. As Arjun was s good friend, Karan was fine with the arrangement. Arjun found himself a decent job, but was not mentioning about repayment. When Karan asked about the funds, it was always the same answer “I will give you”. And one day, Arjun decided to move on his own, to another condo. Karan was in limbo, as Arjun did not settle the money he owed Karan. When Karan questioned, Arjun advised, “When it comes to money, you should part with only that portion of the funds that you are okay to lose. And not get yourself into a situation where you keep troubling others”.

As Karan was a good friend of mine, he was asking me for an advice on how to proceed in this situation. I said that the advice he got was absolutely right, as he should have stopped funding Arjun at an earlier stage when it was still okay to be at a loss. But now, he had to go along with Arjun and recover the funds slowly, if and when possible. It did take Karan a while to recover the funds. Though Karan was not cheated (per se), the mental stress that he had to undergo was enormous.

With the grey hairs and more maturity, I am able to analyze these two seemingly unconnected situations and see that the underlying fact holds good to both. If there was no “expectation” there was no “deceit”.

The fundamental cause of all miseries one has to face due to deceit is because of the fact that there is expectation. I would challenge everyone to have a self-reflection on situations where they have been cheated. One would realize that there was some expectation in all those situations. This could also be turned around and looked at from the point of view of the person cheating or is presumed (to be cheating). Once again, it is the expectation that does not match which causes all troubles – there is no proper communication between the parties or setting up of any expectation.

I am sure everyone would face this in all walks of life, including the work place. When the expectations do not match there is conflict; or in other words when the expectations are “nullified” there is no conflict.

In cases of white lies, there is no expectation between the parties. Or, maybe we can say that there is a faint expectation of a positive outcome, which certainly has a constructive overall effect.

Similarly, when you help someone for the sake of Humanity, there is no expectation whatsoever amongst all parties. That is certainly the reason why being Humane ranks high when it comes to satisfaction.

Returning to the original question, “Is there Beauty in Deceit?”, we can confidently say “YES” – there can be Beauty in Deceit when there is no “expectation” (the root cause of all despairs) and LIFE for one and all, will brim with positivity!

Peace begins when expectations end – Sri Chinmoy

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Tamizh 2.0: 08 Zenith (எவரது வாழ்விலும் ஏற்றமாவது…)

What is considered as reaching the pinnacle, the zenith in ones life? What is happiness and success? These simple questions are the most intriguing ones, which trouble both the philosophers and the common man alike, with no right or wrong answers. Because, all these are in ones’ point of view and it is very dynamic.

Not only the point of view keeps changing, but also, the wants and needs and thereby, what is true one moment need not be at the next. Human, is that animal which is very difficult to satisfy. He is always in search for betterment. A person that is hungry searches for food. Once the hunger is satiated, he wants to have some money for the next meal, once he gets some, he wants more, then a good life, then some jewelry (materials), then a small hut for himself, that grows to a small house and then to a bungalow, then an even better life for the next generation, then, then, then… leading him deeper into the vicious circle. Is there an end to this?

As a poet once said, in this journey of life, the hungry searches for food; the unemployed for some employment, even a thief looked for an opportunity for a bigger heist. There is this continuous search in life, a search for the betterment. It is this search that ensures that Life Flows and not Stagnates. However, when this search breaks its banks, man becomes lost in this circle.

Why does man go on this search for betterment? If it is to gain happiness, what is happiness? If it is success, what is success? These questions will once again lead us into the same vicious circle and back to square one. There seems to be no end to this, in the materialistic world. To break away from this materialistic circle of life, one needs to look inwards. Then, they would realize that, as said in Bhagavad Gita, success and happiness is very ephemeral and is nothing but an illusion, a Maya.

I’m reminded of the story of the last wishes of Alexander the Great. On his death bed, Alexander summoned his army generals and told them his three ultimate wishes:

  1. The best doctors should carry his coffin… to demonstrate that in the face of death, even the best doctors in the world have no power to heal…
  2. The wealth he has accumulated (money, gold, precious stones) should be scattered along the procession to the cemetery… so that everybody sees that material wealth acquired on this earth, will stay on earth and it could not give him a new lease of life…
  3. His hands should be let loose, so they hang outside the coffin for all to see.. so that people understand that we come to this world empty handed and we leave this world empty handed after the most precious treasure of all is exhausted, and that is TIME, as it is limited.

When we give someone our time, we actually give a portion of our life that we will never take back.

One of the things that have helped me better myself (not achieve the zenith, as that is an never ending journey) is meditation. Meditation has helped with understanding that all are equal and attain balance and a higher level of tolerance.

As what Antoine de St Éxupery, says in his masterpiece “The Little Prince”,

  • The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.
  • It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

In conclusion, we can clearly see that success and happiness lies in the present, the innumerable precious moments that makes this journey called life, wonderful. I can very convincingly say:

  • Happiness is when you are able to help another living being – doesn’t have to stop with just humans. The magnitude of help is always measured from the point of view of the recipient. What might be immaterial for one, might be Godly for another, at which point they would reach the Zenith
  • When your heart cries out for someone that is no way related to you, when you heart longs for peace for everyone, at that point you reach the Zenith.
  • When you stand up for someone when there is injustice, no matter who they are or what heir beliefs are, you reach the Zenith.
  • When you receive the blessing from unknown people, you reach the Zenith.
  • When every single person, starts treating every other person and each situation with a touch of Humanity, we can proudly say, we have reached the Zenith.

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Tamizh 2.0: 07 Canada and India – a comparison (ஊணிடும் கனடாவும் எமதிந்தியாவும்)

On this cold snow day, I enjoyed watching the snowflakes falling slowly dancing lightly oh lightly, until reaching the ground. As the snowfall was heavy, it started accumulating on the sidewalks and on the road. When the black tar roads turned white, I heard the plough trucks go by on the main road clearing the snow. There was a clear black path, in contrast to the dense white sides.

The weatherman in the radio station NEWS 11:30 was taking about a lot of accumulation that was expected today. The traffic reporter was mentioning the umpteen accidents on the road and how treacherous the roads were today. He was asking people to stay indoors, unless they had to absolutely get on the road. Many were complaining about how the local municipalities were not cleaning the roads. And I was laughing – having my origin in India I was wondering what would these complainers do if they were in India, where a minor thundershower can cause major floods and power outages. How come these people are expecting so much from their municipalities.

This made me think of this week’s topic of comparing Canada and India and my thoughts drifted to strikes.

I clearly remember the transit union (coast mountain company) strike way back in the early 2000’s. This strike went on for a few weeks. That was the time when I didn’t have a car and was totally dependent on the public transit. Thinking about that strike now, I don’t think I was hassled in any way, as a layman, the common public. In the autumn of one year there was the city cleaners strike. There were dry fallen leaves everywhere – on the sidewalk and on the roads. Though many were complaining, I saw beauty in the fall colours. I should say, the main roads were still cleared of any debris. One year, the garbage collectors union had their strike, but still the garbage was collected, albeit in long intervals. There was a nurses union strike, the postal strike, telephone operations union strike, teachers union strike and even paramedics (911 service) strike.

We can see that, all these are the essential services to ensure that the city / town is running smoothly. In all these strikes, there was thing in common – the layman was not really affected. Though the frequency of the service was reduced, the general public was not completely hindered and things did not stop. There were no big commotions; it was always peaceful. There was always negotiations happening at the table between the union workers and the government; people worked hard, sometimes burning the midnight oil, to strike a deal.

One might say that these are bigger services and therefore it is ensured that the public is not hindered. Let us come to the many rallies and protest marches that happen throughout the year. All rallies are peaceful – the organizers of these rallies are always considering the general public and ensures that there are no incidents. Tamils in Vancouver would certainly remember the peaceful protest that was conducted in 2017 to show our support for Jallikattu. The only time I remember a riot happening in Vancouver was when the Canucks lost the Stanley Cup finals – the finals held in downtown Vancouver. The most amazing part of that riot was, everyone that was involved was eventually caught and judgement served.

Can we think of a peaceful protest / strike in India? If there is a “Bandh” how many public vehicles are burnt? How many shops are looted? How many people are injured? Do the crazy mob stop with just looting materials and vandalizing properties? How many women are raped? How many children affected – bandh being the reason for all.

I was in Bangalore airport recently on a Bharath Bandh day. I overheard the conversation between two ladies and the security at the airport. The ladies were in transit in the airport and wanted to leave the airport and go to the city as they had a layover of about 7 hours. The security guy, very casually mentioned that they were actually safer inside the airport than outside. What a pathetic situation!

I also remember the time when a man’s head was axed in Hyderabad in one of these Bandhs, long time ago. What wa the reason – just that he was there at the wrong place at the wrong time; a collateral damage. Is justice served in these barbaric instances? I would say no – these are hot news items for a day or two and then relegated to the back seat. The public also forgets and moves on; the bandh is done and dusted.

In India, if we have a problem, can we go to the police without fear? I doubt it. There are so many dreadful stories, that one does not like to enter a police station. In Canada, the police is truly there there protect the public, as their friend. You can approach a police for help anytime – no matter your colour, religion or ethnicity.

Snapping back to reality and the beautiful snowflakes, I felt a sense of true freedom and liberation when I realized that I was living in a country where everyone was treated equal; everyone was accountable for their actions; and humanity was at the zenith.

I was reminded of Rabindranath Tagore’s poem “Where the Mind is without fear”, for Canada, my adopted motherland, has truly awakened into that heaven of freedom.

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake!

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Tamizh 2.0: 07 Two Poles – Canada and India (ஊணிடும் கனடாவும் எமதிந்தியாவும்)

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Canada and India are two countries that are completely opposite to each other, not only in their geographical location but also the vivid differences in everything. They are literally poles apart – இரு துருவங்கள்.

When someone passes away in India, there is mourning for 14 days in almost all communities. People continuously visit the house of the dead, inquiring about the incident, showing their concern and support to the people left behind by the dead. Though on one side there is celebration of the life of that person while on the other there is crying and drama (for an outsider), reciting of the life of this person (ஒப்பாரி) who is dead. The place is highly charges with emotions. The kith and kin of the dead person are not ashamed to show their feelings and tears. They cry and cry and eventually get to terms with the death, in the family – whether it is that of someone old or young.

When I arrived in Canada, a two score years ago, I noticed that people are not that emotional – or at least this was my initial understanding. It took me a while to grasp that people here, mourn and grieve in loneliness. Though they put up a stoic face in the presence of all around them, during the funeral, welcoming everyone with a hug and smile, they grieve on their own, when no one is seeing their tears. They bottle-up their feelings to present that brave face.

Having lived in both the cultures, it is my conclusion that it is better to just let go of the emotions, so that one can move on. When one does not show their sentiments, it can lead to mental stress and other related disorders.

While there is a great support system in India, am sure people that have lived in the west would agree that most of the times, it goes overboard – as the proverb goes, anything in abundance can be poisonous. Everyone interferes with everything in your life. They are so interested in knowing what happens in your life, where you work, what your designation is; some even blatantly ask how much you make for a living. Most of the time it feels that you are living your life based on how others want you to live. It is always what your near and far want you to do – be it your relatives, friends, workspace. There is a perpetual feeling of suffocation, as you are being judged constantly and you are expected to live up to everyone’s expectations.

Landing in Canada, it would be untrue if I did not say that, the first thing I enjoyed was the sense of complete freedom, being able to have my space. Yes, here you have your personal space. This space is there in any relationship – be it parents and kids or with friends or at work. Everyone respects this space and is cautious of not getting into it. Sometimes this space is maintained to the extent that it feels that people don’t care about anyone else, except themselves – there is a WIIFM (What’s In IT For Me) in everything.

However, that is not true – if someone is in danger, they do stand up, even in the day-to-day lives; there are the everyday heroes. Like the young man who recently stood up to protect a young Muslim girl in the public transport when she was assaulted or that random bus driver that came to help me when I met with an accident a few years ago. Each one of us can certainly relate to a number of instances where we see these everyday HEROES.

Detached Attachment – the concept, where you are into everything, without overpowering anything. People are listening and are willing to help as and when required, without expecting anything return; giving everyone the time and space; making it an ideal.

The two poles, east and west, India and Canada – certainly with a lot of differences, but the one thing that is common, that is interwoven in the day-to-day reality, be it the support or the random acts of kindness, is HUMANITY, to which this world owes its existence to – India or Canada!

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And now a portion in Tamil…

இந்தியாவில், யாரேனும் இறந்தால் அவர்களது நெருங்கிய உறவினர் 14 நாட்களேனும் துயரம் கொண்டாடுவர் இது எல்லா ஜாதி மதத்தை சேர்ந்தவரும் பொதுவாக கடைப்பிடிப்பார். அந்த 14 நாட்களும் நண்பர்கள் மற்றும் உறவினர்கள் இறந்தவரின் வீட்டிற்குச்சென்று எல்லோருக்கும் ஆறுதலாக பேசுவார்கள். ஒருபுறம் இறந்தவரின் வாழ்க்கையை புகழ்ந்து பேசினால் மறுபுறம் ஒப்பாரியும் வைப்பார். இழவு நடந்த வீடே உணர்ச்சிகளின் உட்சத்தில் இருக்கும். உற்றார் உறவினர் துயரத்தை வெளிப்படுத்த தயங்கமாட்டார். அழுது புலம்பி, தங்களது மனதை திடப்படுத்தி, தயரத்திலிருந்து மீண்டு வருவர்.

கனடாவில் வாழும் மக்களுக்கு உணர்வுகளே இல்லை – இதுதான் எனது முதல் கணிப்பு. சில வருடங்கள் கழிந்த பிறகு, இவர்கள் இங்கு தனித்தே தங்களது துயரத்தை எதிர்கொள்கின்றனர் என்றுணர்ந்தேன். பொது இடத்தில் மன வலிமையை காட்டினாலும், தங்கள் கண்ணீரை தனிமையில் உதிர்க்கின்றனர்.

இரு கலாச்சாரத்திலும் இருந்தமையால், எல்லோரும் தமது உணர்ச்சிகளை வெளிப்படுத்த வேண்டும் என்றே கூறுவேன். அதுவும் துயரத்தை மூடிவைத்தால் மற்ற மனச்சம்பந்த விளைவுகளை எதிர்கொள்ள நேரிடும்.

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Tamizh 2.0: 06. Your Message to the World! (உங்களது செய்தி ஊருக்காக)

Have tried a different style this time. Written about 2 futuristic incidents taking place at different points in the future, connected by a thin line. And have ensured that my underlying theme of Humanity is kept intact…

#vtw2_6

CBC News
December 24, 2022

Warning: Graphic description ahead

More information pouring in about the butchered body found in the middle of the stadium adjacent to the New West Secondary School. The body has been identified as that of a local resident “Peter” (last name not disclosed). As there was no rain this morning, Peter had gone to the stadium at around 3 am for a run. His butchered body was found by the School security at around 9 am and 911 was called to the scene.

An inspection of the CCTV revealed that around 3:15 am, hands (human hands) sprouted from the ground, on the path that Peter was jogging. Right after that, the CCTV went blank, raising the question, if this was even done by a human. Peter’s body was pulled apart into two, which is not humanly possible.

Who could be behind this heinous crime? Could it be something supernatural? This question has been raised, as everyone is aware that this school has been built on a burial ground. Once the new School was built in the year 2019, the old school was demolished and the stadium built to replace it. The security claims that he has sometimes seen mysterious things happening in the stadium – lights turning on automatically, static noise heard in the CCTV camera, etc. He also claimed that he has seen hands sprouting on the ground earlier, but has not mentioned to anyone for fear of being ridiculed.

Based on all these facts, could this be the curse on that land from the people buried there – the orphaned, people from asylum that were pathetically killed, early Chinese and Sikhs settlers. Are these lost souls seeking revenge for the lost humanity? We need to wait and see where this road goes.
Should we have let the sleeping dogs lie?
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CBC News
December 24, 2052

Today, on the eve of a festival called “Christmas“, humanity was restored.

Earlier this century, there was a wave of Artificial Intelligence (AI) technology everywhere. Smartphone was one of the earliest device that was capable of partial AI. Further exploration led to the discovery of Sophia, the first AI robot. Sophia was special as she was also given the status of a citizen in one of the Middle East countries. A number of Sophia replicas were created in the early 2020’s. These AI robots started taking over all jobs – it started off with the mundane processing ones that the humans (Home sapiens) were happy to give away).

By late 2020’s, the AI robots took on more decision-making roles. Their decisions were so precise that the Homo sapiens then, happily welcomed without realizing that these AI Robots were going to cause the near extinction of that species and the creations of the new humanoids, which were half robots. This decision of creating these humanoids was made by the few human intellectuals and the AI Robots. Once this was accomplished, robots took over the world. It is said that one of Sophia replica’s mutated and had the killer gene coded and turned rogue. This replicated and spread across a few powerful ones in the “Robioty” – as they had been preprogrammed they started hunting for humans to convert or kill.

While the Homo sapiens in general were becoming extinct, the essence and spirit of humanity, though suppressed, was unchanged in the converted humanoids. Over a couple of decades the suppressed humanity surfaced and the humanoids started searching for the original Homo sapiens. Unfortunately, that race was extinct.

Though the Homo sapiens were a species of contradictions, and in extremes – of good and bad virtues, one of the key characteristics of this species was being empathetic and emotional towards others – they had something called humanity in them. It was easier for the Humanoids to take over when this humanity started vanishing.

Some humanoids persisted their passion and searched for traces of the lost race. Today, in an astounding discovery, it was found that the original Homo sapiens still existed in the Rockies. They had been in the hiding from humanoids in the cold Rockies. Only a handful is in existence today…

During the last of the massacres, a group of Homo sapiens, had fled east from the west coast of the country, then called Canada, and hid in the gigantic Rockies. This is the original Homo sapiens just as how they were known at the end of their era. It is to be noted that this group in the West Coast were primarily inter racial. They were the most tolerant and were very kind, polite and considerate towards each other – the epitome of humanity. Probably that was the secret of their successful survival as incognito.

Unlike humanoids Homo sapiens were mortals and died a natural death. The AI world is considering options to preserve this gene pool, brimming with humanity. Clone or procreate? A debate is on…

Snippet: it is interesting to note that the very first of the mass scare of the human race happened in New West Secondary School’s stadium on a Christmas Eve, like today. Incidentally, this place is close to the Rockies, where this ancient race was found. At that time, the Homo sapiens mistook it for a supernatural phenomenon. It was later discovered that a rogue AI was the reason for that murder and later on the massacre.

Yesterday, today and tomorrow – Humanity will always triumph!
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Now, a portion of the above in Tamil…

CBC News
December 24, 2022

எச்சரிக்கை: மேலே கிராஃபிக் விளக்கம்

New West Secondary பள்ளி அருகே இருக்கும் ஸ்டேடியத்தில், இன்று காலை கண்டுபிடிக்கப்பட்ட சடலத்தை பற்றிய திடுக்கிடும் தகவல்கள் வெளிவந்துள்ளன. இது உள்ளூர் வாசியான “பீட்டர்” என்றவருடையது. இன்று அதிகாலை (மழை இல்லாத காரணத்தால்) சுமார் மூன்று மணி அளவில், இவர் ஓடுவதற்காக ஸ்டேடியம் சென்றுள்ளார். அவரது சடலம் சுமார் 9 மணியளவில் பள்ளி செக்யூரிட்டியால் கண்டுபிடிக்கப்பட்டுள்ளது. பிறகு, அவர் 911 அழைத்தார்.

CCTVயில் பதிவான காட்சி என்னவெனில், சுமார் 3;15 அளவில் பீட்டர் ஓடிக்கொண்டிருக்கும் பாதையில் நிறைய மனித கைகள் முளைத்தன. இந்த காட்சிக்கு பிறகு, TV screen இருண்டது அங்கு என்ன நடந்திருக்க கூடும்? பீட்டரின் உடல் இரண்டாக பிளந்திருப்பதை பார்த்தால், இது மனிதனால் சாத்தியமான காரியமாக தெரியவில்லை.

இந்தக் கொடூர கொலைக்குப்பின்னால் யாருடைய கை இருக்கக்கூடும்? ஏதேனும் அமானுஷ்ய சக்தியின் செயலா? New West Secondary பள்ளி ஒரு பழைய இடுகாட்டின் மேல் கட்டப்பட்டுள்ளது என்பது அனைவரும் அறிந்த உண்மையே. புதிய பள்ளி 2019 ல் கட்டிய பிறகு, முதலில் இருந்த பழைய பள்ளியை இடித்து, அதன் மேலே இந்த ஸடேடியத்தை கட்டியுள்ளார்கள். செக்யூரிட்டி, இங்கு பல முறை அமானுஷ்ய செயல்களை பார்த்திருப்பதாக கூறுகிறார் – விளக்குகள் தானாகவே எரிவதும் அணைவதும், CCTV யில் static ஒலி வருவதும் என… சில முறை ஸ்டேடியத்தில் கைகள் முளைத்தையும் பார்த்ததாக கூறியுள்ளார்… எல்லோரும் கேலி செய்வார்கள் என இதுவரை யாரிடமும் சொல்லவில்லை என்றார்.

இதை வைத்துப்பார்த்தால், அந்த இடுகாட்டின் சாபம் தானோ? இங்கு அனாதைகள் மற்றும் பைத்தியக்கார ஆஸ்பத்திரியில் கொடூரமாக மருத்துவர்களையும் புதைத்துள்ளனர். மேலும் அக்காலத்தில் வாழ்ந்த பழங்குடியினர், சீக்கியர்கள் மற்றும் சீனர்களையும் புதைத்துள்ளனர்.

தொலைந்த மனிதநேயம், பழி வாங்க முயலுகிறதா? பொறுத்துத்தான் பார்க்க வேண்டும்.