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It could be argued that it began long before Christianity arrived in a boat and seeped into Kerala like tea from a teabag.

ഏതൊരു തീരുമാനത്തിന് മുന്പും ധ്യാനത്തിന്റെ ഒരിടവേളയും മൌനത്തിന്റെ സാന്ദ്രതയും വേണം. ശന്തമായിരുന്നാൽ തെളിയാത്ത ഒരു പുഴയും ഇല്ല. പലതിലും നാമെടുക്കുന്ന തിടുക്കത്തിലുള്ള തീരുമാനങ്ങൾ അതിസങ്കീർന്നതയിലെക്കുല്ല ഒരിടവഴിയായി മാറുന്നു. തീരുമാനിക്കുന്നവർക്കും അത് സ്വീകരിക്കെണ്ടവർക്കും ഒരു ധ്യാന പശ്ചാത്തലം ആവശ്യമുണ്ട്. അമിത വൈകാരികതയുടെ തീയിൽ പെട്ട ഒരാൾക്കുട്ടത്തിൽ വാക്കിന്റെ പുണ്യതീർത്ഥം പാഴായിപ്പൊവും.

This One True Love—which flourished for two, three years—left me wounded. I spent months scooped in bed, howling my heart out. In learning to forget him, I had to pick up what was left of me, the little fragments of individuality [...] like broken bangles, chipped glass, colourful pebbles. [...] This was a lover who had become the landscape. Everything in Kerala reminded me of him.

The most valuable real estate for a man is the woman's mind. Many bloody battles have been fought for her mind space!

it could be argued that it actually began thousands of years ago. Long before the Marxists came. Before the British took Malabar, before the Dutch Ascendency, before Vasco da Gama arrived, before the Zamorin’s conquest of Calicut. Before three purple-robed Syrian Bishops murdered by the Portuguese were found floating in the sea, with coiled sea serpents riding on their chests and oysters knotted in their tangled beards. It could be argued that it began long before Christianity arrived in a boat and seeped into Kerala like tea from a teabag. That it really began in the days when the Love Laws were made. The laws that lay down who should be loved, and how. And how much. HOWEVER, for practical purposes, in a hopelessly practical world . .

It is a cherished dream of most Bullet owners to do the classic Manali to Leh ride. A sort of pilgrimage or initiation into the cult that is ‘Bulleting’. So there are plenty of Bullets in Manali during these months, some with number plates from as far away as Maharashtra, Karnataka, Goa and Kerala. The local mechanics are experts in servicing Bullets and preparing them for the arduous road ahead, and I got my bike serviced here. The rear brakes had taken a fair share of wear and tear, and the setting of the clutch had to be readjusted.

As Philipose recalls this conversation of almost a decade ago, he’s humbled to think that Joppan had been right: only a few years later, the Party won the majority of the seats in Kerala and formed the first democratically elected Communist government anywhere in the world.

The first wave involved Sanskrit ‘commentaries’ (bhasyas) by Vedanta scholars, the most celebrated of whom were Adi Shankara from Kerala in the eighth century followed by Ramanuja from Tamil Nadu in the eleventh century and Madhva Acharya from Karnataka in the thirteenth century. They

The country was passing through turbulent times. British Raj was on its last legs. The World War had sucked the juice out of the British economy. Britain neither had the resources nor the will to hold on to a country the size of India. Sensing the British weakness and lack of resources to rule, different leagues of Indians sniffed different destinies in the air following the imminent exit of the British: a long stretch of Nehru Raj, Hindu Raj extending from Kashmir to Kerala not seen since Emperor Ashoka in third-century BCE before the emperor himself renounced Hinduism and turned a non-violent Buddhist, a Muslim-majority state carved out of two shoulders of India with a necklace-like corridor running through her bosom along Grand Trunk Road, balkanisation of the country with princes ruling the roost, and total chaos. From August 1946 onwards, chaos appeared to be the most likely destiny as it spurted in Bengal, Bihar, and United Provinces, ending in the carnage of minority communities at every place. The predicament of British government was how to cut their losses and run without many British casualties before the inevitable chaos spread to the whole country. The predicament of Muhammad Ali Jinnah, the leader of the Muslim League, was how to achieve his dream of Muslim-majority Pakistan carved out of India before his imminent demise from tuberculosis he suffered from, about which—apart from his doctor—only a handful of his closest relations and friends knew about. The predicament of Jawaharlal Nehru, the heir apparent of the Congress Party anointed by Gandhiji, was how to attain independence of the country followed by Nehru Raj while Gandhiji, a frail 77-year-old at the time, was still alive, for God only knew who would be the leader of the party once Gandhiji’s soul and his moral authority were dispatched to heaven, and Nehru couldn’t possibly leave the crucial decision in the hands of a God he didn’t particularly believe in. Time was of the essence to all the three.

History of humanity is nothing but a history of loyalty!

It is only a woman who can make a man feel like a 'superhero' or 'inadequate'. Its her attention and admiration that a man desperately seeks!

If someone says that i know you more than everyone because they are cheaters. They hate us in mind and show love and care externally.Tare off their mask to know what they are inside.

Recently I found out that eating the flower at the tip of the coconut on the coconut tree guarantees the birth of a son. That makes me wonder why Kerala has the best girl-to-boy ratio. Well, if this secret leaks out to Haryana, the most boy-obsessed state in India, I foresee a spurt in coconut plantations there. Each tree will serve a dual purpose: one, aid in producing a boy, and two, when the boy grows up, offer itself in marriage to the very same boy, since there would no girls left to marry by then

LIFE IS AN ENTHUSIASM. MY EXPERIENCE OF LIFE, MY VISION ALL ARE MENTION IN MY BOOKS. WRITING LANGUAGE - MALAYALAM. I BORN AND BROUGHT UP IN KERALA. MY LIFE PERIOD MORE THAN 28 YEARS WORKING IN THE MIDDLE EAST. IN MY LIFE EXPERIENCE INVOLVED IN MY ALL LITERARY WORKS - POEMS, DRAMA, NOVELS, TRAVELOGUES, SHORT STORIES & SCREENPLAY. PLEASE READ MY BOOKS AND COMMENT IN MY FACEBOOK/TWITTER/GOOD READS ETC... I REQUEST TO ALL KERALITES BUY MY BOOKS; READ AND COMMENT IT. MY BOOKS PUBLISHER IS CYBERWIT.NET - ALL MY BRIEF MENTIONED IN THAT PAGES.

I would rather be bored alone than with someone else. I'm drawn to strange people. At a museum I look at people with the eyes of an artist, in the streets with my own. I can't remember the name of a person I have just met. In India, I travelled in a train compartment with a Swiss man I didn't know, we were crossing the plains of Kerala, I told him more about myself in several hours than I had told my best friends in several years, I knew I would never see him again, he was an ear without repercussions. Maybe I'm writing this book so I won't have to talk to anymore.

Instead, their only daughter was only going to Kerala, just a dodgy neighbouring state, doing one of those five-year integrated MA degrees that held no charm, required no intellectual prowess, and did not even further one’s job prospects. ‘Everyone from Kerala comes here to study, but our unique daughter decides to go there. What can I do?’ My father’s intermittent grumbling was amplified by my mother who spoke non-stop about sex-rackets, ganja, alcoholism and foreign tourists, making Kerala – a demure land of lagoons and forty rivers – appear more and more like Goa.

Unknown places for tourist in India / Indian visa India has lots of unknown places which nobody has heard of before. you must explore these beautiful places. 1.Ponmudi Hills, Kerala 2. Nighoj, Maharashtra 3. Bhimbetka Rock Shelters, Madhya Pradesh 4. Sandakphu, West Bengal 5. Majuli, Assam 6. Mechuka, Arunachal Pradesh 7. Kanatal, Uttarakhand 8. Gandikota, Andhra Pradesh 9. Jawai, Rajasthan 10. Patan, Gujarat 11. Dhanushkodi, Tamil Nadu 12. Shoja, Himachal Pradesh 13. Dzongu, North Sikkim 14. Bakkhali, West Bengal 15. Tarkarli, Maharashtra 16. Gavi, Kerala 17. Orchha, Madhya Pradesh.

Still, to say that it all began when Sophie Mol came to Ayemenem is only one way of looking at it. Equally, it could be argued that it actually began thousands of years ago. Long before Marxists came. Before the British took Malabar, before the Dutch Ascendency, before Vasco da Gama arrived, before the Zamorin's conquest of Calicut. Before three purple-robed Syrian Bishops murdered by the Portugese were found floating in the sea, with coiled sea serpents riding on their chests and oysters knotted in their tangled beards. It could be argued that it began long before Christianity arrived in a boat and seeped into Kerala like tea from a teabag. That it really began in the days when the Love Laws were made. The laws that lay down who should be loved, and how. And how much.

The role played by women in history is as underwritten in India as anywhere, so it is only right to end with a mention of another woman of Kerala whose part in its history has only recently been publicly recognised. Her name was Velathu Lakshmikutty and she died in 2013 at the fine old age of 102 (see page 297). In 1952 she organised and led a march by women against the Manimalarkavu temple in Velur, Cochin, which – unbelievable as it seems to us today – was still requiring avarna women like herself to attend the Manimalarkavu pooram spring festival with breasts exposed. The protest that she led finally brought that particularly shaming form of caste discrimination to an end, although it serves as a reminder that the oppression of the powerless by the powerful is far from being a thing of the past.

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My life until that point had been a series of struggles. As a youth in Kerala, I was looked down upon by my older siblings, and my contributions to the family business were never acknowledged. Then, I landed in the Gulf, with no friends, no business contacts, no knowledge of the business ecosystem or the local language, and very little money. But I managed, through sheer determination and self-belief, to establish the Alukkas name in the UAE. After that came the family partition, which left me with no assets in my home country. In a matter of a few years, I leveraged my new-found freedom from family oversight to establish myself in India. I transitioned to a new identity while retaining the essence of the old.

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बोलो इंदिरा, बोलो, क्या शांति मजूमदार यहाँ शरणार्थिनी बनकर आई? धीर, समर, सत्य और नित्य की माँ इधर विदेशी है क्या, टैगोर, शरतचंद्र, सी.आर. दास और नेताजी के देश में खड़ी होकर मैं पूछती हूँ, ‘‘शांति मजूमदार स्वदेशी है या विदेशी? यदि तुम कहोगे कि यह मेरा देश नहीं है तो मैं इधर नहीं मरूँगी। ओह!...मेरी आँखों से आँसू निकल रहे हैं। सिर चकरा रहा है। नहीं, मैं रोऊँगी नहीं।

मैंने मेहनत की! कैसी मेहनत!! क्या, मैंने तुम्हारे लिए कोई घर बनवा दिया, क्या कोई मोटर—गाड़ी खरीद दी, क्या कोई बैंक—बैलेंस दिया? मेरे उपदेशों ने, जो मुझसे सदैव ही तुम्हें सहज ही उपलब्ध होता था, तुम्हें भी मेहनती बना दिया; पेट काटकर जीनावाले निम्न मध्यवर्ग का ईमानदार नागरिक बना दिया।

सरोवर के जल में पहाड़ियाँ प्रतिबिंबित थीं। बादलों का गाढ़ा आलिंगन करनेवाली पहाड़ियों की तराई के श्याम और घने जंगलों में...। उन्हें याद आया। जंगलों में चंपे के फूल खिले होंगे। चंपकाशोक पुन्नाग सौगंधिक लसलकचा कुरुविन्दमणिश्रेणी कनत् कोटीरमण्डिता... बंद दरवाजे को ढकेलते हुए कमरे के अंदर जिस प्रकार ठंडी हवा घुस जाती है, उसी प्रकार मन में पुरानी यादें उथल—पुथल मचाने लगीं। बरसात की धुँधली संध्या। बाहर विशेष ताल—क्रम में चढ़ती—उतरती वर्षा का संगीत सुनने के लिए रात में बिना सोए लेटनेवाला एक बालक...

माँ, क्या तुमने सुना है, पहले यूनान की माताएँ अपने प्रथम पुत्र को युद्ध देवता के लिए बलि चढ़ाती थीं? जन्म देनेवाले देश के हित मरना स्वर्ग पाना ही है। मेरी माँ देवी है न? मातृभूमि के लिए तुम बड़े बेटे का त्याग कर दो। तुम्हारे और भी आठ संतानें तो हैं ही।’’ मैं फूट—फूटकर रो पड़ी, ‘‘बेटा, देश से बड़ी है माँ। माँ का हृदय होता है। वह फट जाएगा। देश तो केवल मिट्टी और कंकड़ है।’’ धीर ने मेरे ललाट को चूम लिया। ‘‘नहीं माँ, नहीं, देश आपके समान कोटि—कोटि माताओं के हृदयों से बना है। उनको वेदना है, घुटन है, आँसू हैं। इस दुःखी मातृभूमि की मुक्ति के हित यदि मैं मर गया तो माँ, तुमको ‘वंदे मातरम्’ गाकर हँसना चाहिए।

बच्चो, इन बंगालियों की हमेशा ही यही विधि रही है। यहाँ की प्रकृति ही विक्षुब्ध है। समुद्र हमेशा तट प्रदेशों का आक्रमण कर उन्हें डुबो देता है। तूफान आता है। पद्मा नदी में बाढ़ आ जाती है। हैजा और गरीबी फैल जाते हैं। इनका सामना तो जाति और धर्म के आधार पर किया ही नहीं जा सकेगा।

समय की गति कितनी तेज है! पिता की तर्जनी पकड़कर ठुनकनेवाला मैं, माँ के आँचल से लटककर ‘भूख लगी है’ रोनेवाला मैं, ओफ! जमाने की हड़बड़ाहट! अंतरंग में आदर्शों के कितने बम फूटे! मेरा हृदय भयानक रणभूमि है। आज मैं कौन हूँ? क्रांतिकारी, राजद्रोही, दैवद्रोही, कम्युनिस्ट—और भी जाने क्या—क्या? लेकिन सच में क्या मैं इनमें से कोई हूँ? ओफ! कैसी परेशानी है! या खुदा!

ग्रीष्म के स्वच्छ जल से भरी सरिता। सरिता के किनारे आमूलचूल फूलों से लदे कुटज वृक्षवृंद। बाँस के जंगल। स्नान कर मंदिर की ओर जानेवाली सुबह की सुमन जैसी एक बालिका।

माँ, मुझे माफी दे दीजिए, मैं सूर्यसेन। मुझे ‘मास्टर दा’ पुकारते हैं। मातृभूमि की आराधना हम महाकाली के रूप में करते हैं। शत करों में तलवार, शत करों में चक्र! शत्रु के रक्त से रंजित सिर, अँतड़ी, किंतु आज मैंने पहले—पहल देवी के अन्नपूर्णेश्वरी रूप को देख लिया है। करुणामूर्ति को देख लिया है। आप का आशिष मिले कि यह रूप भी सदा—सर्वदा मेरे ध्यान में रहे।

अपना साढ़े दस वर्ष पुराना कंबल, सिर दर्दवाली फाइल, एस्पीरिन की चार गोलियाँ और टीन का पुराना बक्सा लेकर एक स्टूल के ऊपर चढ़ने के बाद यों बोला, ‘‘कॉमरेड्स, शादी जन्म हो जाने का बदला लेना है। इसलिए मैं शादी करने जा रहा हूँ। गुड बाई।

काली पुतलियों में शरारती जिद की चमक। दुबले पैरों पर पहाड़ सी वह अटल खड़ी है।

रिमझिम बरसती बारिश में सिर के ऊपर एक हथेली को छाता बनाकर

सबके सब यह कहने लगे कि विदेश में रहनेवाले अपने पति तथा दूर बोर्डिंग में रहकर पढ़नेवाले अपने दो बच्चों के बराबर या उससे ज्यादा वे इस पौधे को प्यार करती हैं। कभी—कभार ही फूलनेवाले एक पौधे के प्रति ऐसी सनक! किसी—किसी ने दाँतों तले उँगली दबाकर पूछा भी, किंतु अकस्मात् एक दिन उसमें फूल खिल उठे तो सबके सब समान रूप से हर्षित हो गए। उन अनोखे फूलों की तसवीर खींचने के लिए पत्रकार आए।

बस, बस कीजिए। मैं नौकरी छोड़ रहा हूँ। अब तो केवल इधर के पौधे ही मुरझा गए हैं। कल शायद यहाँ के निवासी भी इसी तरह मुरझा जाएँगे अथवा भूकंप में यह इमारत भी ढह जाएगी। ऐसा होने पर मैं ही इन सबका जिम्मेवार ठहराया जाऊँगा। इस आधे बित्ते पेट के लिए इतना सह नहीं पाऊँगा, यही मेरा निर्णय है। मैं समझता हूँ कि मिट्टी की देवमूर्तियाँ बनाकर गलियों में घूम—फिरकर बेचकर मैं अपनी बीवी की, एक निरीह लड़की की और अपनी जीविका तो चला सकूँगा। यह पोशाक आगे मुझे नहीं चाहिए।’’ चौकी में घुसकर उसने खाकी की पोशाक उतार दी और पुराना पाजामा तथा बिना बटन का सिकुड़ा जूता पहनकर बाहर आया और उस इमारत तथा वहाँ के सभी लोगों का विनम्रतापूर्वक नमन करके चल दिया। मिसेज मेनन तथा दूसरों के चेहरे और दिल में यह सवाल उभरकर आया कि क्या आजकल के जमाने में इतने लाघव के साथ कोई चौकीदार की अच्छी—खासी नौकरी छोड़कर जा सकेगा? मिसेज मेनन और दूसरों के चेहरों पर तथा मन में सवाल अंकुरित, पल्लवित हो उठा और सनकी फूल भी खिल उठे। मिसेज मेनन ने उसकी करनी को खुले तौर पर घमंड घोषित कर दिया। बुखार के शमन के बाद नहाकर थोड़ी फुरती के साथ, बिना बारिश की एक सुबह को जब मैं दफ्तर की ओर जाने लगा; तभी मैंने दिल दहलानेवाला वह दृश्य देखा था। जूड़ा बाँध रखी और हँसमुख अपनी बेटी को एक कंधे पर तथा दूसरे कंधे पर पहाड़ को ढोनेवाले हनुमान की मिट्टी की मूर्ति को थामे वह गली में चल रहा है। बिना किसी संदेह के वह जोर—जोर से बता रहा है कि हनुमान द्वारा ढोए हुए पहाड़ की चोटी पर मृतसंजीवनी नामक अपूर्व औषधि का पौधा है। लड़की के सीसे के नूपुर पहने पाँव उसकी छाती पर उसकी बोली के अनुरूप ताल दे रहे हैं।

शायद वह हँसी उसके होंठ पर गिरी वर्षा की कणिका की चमक ही रही होगी।

उसके झुके हुए सिर पर हाथ रखा तो मेरा हृदय ही हाथों में आ गया था। ‘‘सूर्यसेन! मास्टर दा! जिस माता ने तुम्हें जन्म दिया था, क्या वह मेरी दीदी तो नहीं थी?

गोपीनाथ को माफी नहीं देने की दलील पेश करनेवाले गांधीजी से मैंने कहा, ‘‘बापूजी, इतिहास तुम्हें माफी नहीं देगा। धीरता कोई अपराध नहीं। देश के लिए मारकर और मरकर ये बँगला युवक अमरता को प्राप्त कर गए हैं।’’ आखिर जाति और धर्म के आधार पर जब देश का विभाजन हुआ तो त्रैलोक्य चक्रवर्ती ने नेहरू से कहा, ‘‘किसके कहने पर तुमने बंगाल का सिर काटा,

पैरों के पास एक खुली किताब। खुले दो पन्नों पर मानव राशि का इतिहास यों अंकित— ‘‘जंजीरों में मिट्टी से बँधा होने पर भी वह काल और समय के परे देख रहा है। लुभावने कल की ओर।

But tell me one thing, why do Bengalis still use surnames that indicate their caste? We used to do it in Kerala fifty years ago, now we don’t do it any more. But you people still use Mukherjee and Chatterjee and so on.’ I did not have an answer to his question, but I knew that the question was a well-meaning one, asked out of innocent curiosity by one member of the communist society to another presumed member. He did not know that I actually hailed from the Hindi heartland, where people wear their caste names like medals. Casteism in Uttar Pradesh is so rampant that it can lead to embarrassing situations in day-to-day life because of two certain surnames—Sharma and Verma. There are two varieties of Sharma, one the Brahmins and the other the craftsman community, such as carpenters, called Vishwakarmas. And there are two varieties of Vermas, one the Kayasthas and other the mallah or the boatman community. The uppercaste Sharmas and Vermas never miss a chance to point out that they are not to be confused with the other set of Sharmas and Vermas. I was witness to such an incident, while in college in Kanpur. Among my many friends, there were two Sharmas, one Anil Sharma, a boy from a well-to-do family, and another Sunil Sharma, who rarely spoke about his family. One winter afternoon, while I was having a smoke with Sunil at the parking lot, Anil came by. I introduced them to each other. ‘Meet Sunil Sharma,’ I told Anil. Anil somewhat hesitated to shake Sunil’s hand but when he finally did, the first thing he asked was, ‘Are you the Brahmin Sharma or the Vishwakarma Sharma?’ Sunil’s face went red with embarrassment, but he mustered a smile and said, ‘Vishwakarma Sharma.’ ‘No wonder. I could tell that,’ Anil grinned and took leave, leaving me red-faced. But that was then. Today, Anil could have been lynched for that arrogant grin, because power has gone to the hitherto-suppressed classes. Either way, the fact remains that caste rules. Compared to Uttar Pradesh, Kerala might be a paradise, where caste is nearly irrelevant in public life, but are there not people who still take pride in being called a Nair or a Nambiar or a Menon? I wanted to ask Mr Sankarankutty that, but I let it be. His question was, after all, a well-meaning one. By now, I had completely forgotten that a whisky bottle was sitting there. The conversation with him had distracted me from my hypochondria and I felt perfectly fine. After he left, I reached for my skipping rope and jumped five hundred times non-stop. I knew I was in perfect shape to climb even a mountain.

I’m a Bengali,’ I said. His face lit up. ‘Oh Bengali! Bengali, Malayali same thing. Communism, cinema, culture . . .’ He could have gone on talking, but his English was as limited as my Malayalam. Though I could see from his eyes that he was genuinely happy to have me in that chair. I was glad that he did not speak English or else it would have broken his heart to know that I never lived in Bengal and was, culturally, more of a UP-wallah. I have let down—and even offended—quite a few Malayalis during my visits to Kerala. Upon knowing that I am a Bengali, they would presume that I hailed from Calcutta and was bound to be a distant relative of Jyoti Basu. Once, I was at a small gathering in Trivandrum, where a young man, in order to impress me about his knowledge of Marxist literature emanating from Bengal, asked me, ‘So what do you think of . . .?’ He named someone I had never heard of. ‘I am sorry, but who is he?’ ‘What? You never read his books?’ he was scandalised. ‘He is such a great writer.’ I told the young man that I had never heard of this writer. He was indignant. ‘What? You never heard of him? He is also a Ghosh, then how come?’ ‘I am sorry, but I have never heard of him.’ ‘What? You never heard of him? He is one of the leading lights of communism. How can a Bengali not read him?’ I told him I had never lived in Bengal and that the communist movement did not interest me much. ‘Oh, so where are you from?’ ‘I am from Kanpur, in Uttar Pradesh.’ ‘But you surname says you are a Bengali.’ ‘Of course I am a Bengali, but born and raised in Uttar Pradesh.’ ‘Oh, so you are a rootless Bengali. No wonder.’ The young man looked smug as if he had won a battle and he poured himself another drink. He looked around for approval but, fortunately, the other members at the gathering kept a straight face.

I’m a Bengali,’ I said. His face lit up. ‘Oh Bengali! Bengali, Malayali same thing. Communism, cinema, culture . . .’ He could have gone on talking, but his English was as limited as my Malayalam. Though I could see from his eyes that he was genuinely happy to have me in that chair. I was glad that he did not speak English or else it would have broken his heart to know that I never lived in Bengal and was, culturally, more of a UP-wallah. I have let down—and even offended—quite a few Malayalis during my visits to Kerala. Upon knowing that I am a Bengali, they would presume that I hailed from Calcutta and was bound to be a distant relative of Jyoti Basu. Once, I was at a small gathering in Trivandrum, where a young man, in order to impress me about his knowledge of Marxist literature emanating from Bengal, asked me, ‘So what do you think of . . .?’ He named someone I had never heard of. ‘I am sorry, but who is he?

I have two of these spiritual gurus (Swami Vivekananda and Sri Aurobindo) whom I did not meet. I also had two living gurus in Jawaharlal Nehru for politics and Dr Radhakrishnan for philosophy. In my spiritual quest, I have had a whole spectrum of spiritual gurus; a Shakta guru who was a Kashmiri pandit, a Vaishnava guru who was an Englishman, a Shaiva guru who was an American, a Sufi guru who was Muslim, a Kriya yoga guru who is from Kerala. So, I have been blessed with a number of gurus and teachings around the world.

The first Muslims to reach India were not the warriors who followed Mohamed Bin Kasim to Sind (A.D. 712). Muslim sailors and traders had visited India and settled on the coast of Kerala much earlier. The first Muslims in India were the newly converted Arab traders of Muscat and Ormuz who came and made their homes on the Malabar coast.

A sweetly smiling Communist lady in Kerala worked hard in the rice fields all day and then came home to her much older husband, who sat on the veranda rolling beedis for money. "Since I got married," she said, still smiling, and well within her husband's earshot, "I have never had one day of joy.

The differences in the life chances of the rich and the poor, men and women, Brahmins and Doms and, for that matter, Keralites and Biharis, Hindus and Muslims across India are so sharp that, until these inequalities are bridged, it is impossible for the nation as a whole to prosper, let alone be a world leader.

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Philipose’s lines, “Lucky you can judge yourself in this water,” and later, “Lucky you can be purified over and over,” are lines from the 1977 poem “Lucky Life” by the late poet (and my Iowa teacher and friend) Gerald Stern. The degree “MRVR” after the wart doctor’s name is based on an anecdote in Evolution of Modern Medicine in Kerala by K. Rajasekharan Nair (TBS Publishers’ Distributors, 2001). The line that references “the round world and its imagined corners” is after John Donne’s Holy Sonnet 7.

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हल्की सी धूप में खेत के सँकरे मेंड़ से संतुलन खोए बगैर युवक चल रहा है। उसके पीछे धोती—दुपट्टा पहने वह कृशगात्री। धूप के लगने से लाल—लाल हुए उसके गालों को, पसीने से तर उस माथे को उनका वात्सल्य सहला रहा है— ‘‘धीरे—धीरे...ध्यान से...फिसलो मत,’’ पैर जरा सा फिसला तो बचाव के लिए उनके हाथ उठ आते। स्पर्श की लाजवश उस देहाती बाला का सिर कमल—कली की भाँति झुक जाता। उनके पीछे हरे रंग का संदूक लादकर कोई छोकरा। फिर चार—पाँच बंधुजन। खेत के उस पार खड़े होकर इस यात्रा को निहारनेवाले गांधी—टोपी वाले। दुपट्टे के आँचल से आँसू पोंछनेवाली माता। छोटे बच्चे—दांपत्य की ओर बढ़नेवाली सुदीर्घ यात्रा।

पहली चली गई तो हवा बह निकली। झील की ठंडी लहरें झूम उठीं। धातु की परतों से बनी बंद जालियों की दरारों से मवेशी पानी की ओर लालच के साथ नजर डाले खड़े रहे। उनके गले में सूखे फूस के टुकड़े उलझे पड़े रहे। पानी की ओर देखते हुए वे इस भाँति तरसते खड़े रहे, जैसे जिंदगी मौत की ओर ताक रही हो। रेल की पटरियाँ जिन पर मृत्यु निद्रित पड़ी थी, निर्विकार पड़ी रहीं।

दूसरी चली गई तो सूरज हँस पड़ा। उस मृदु हास में झील चमकने लगी। काँटे डालकर मछली पकड़नेवाले पुल पर से चलकर नीचे की ओर उतरे। मछलियों को काँटे में फँसानेवाले कुलावे पानी में छाया बिछाते हुए उड़ते रहे। यह जाने बगैर कि मृत्यु उनके ऊपर मँडरा रही है।

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चितेरी जिस प्रकार चित्र को देखती है,

चतुर्थ चली गई तो मृत्यु उदित हुई। कोई भी मृत्यु अकस्मात् नहीं घटती। अमुक दिन, अमुक पल, अमुक घटना घटेगी, ऐसा बहुत पहले से ही लिखकर रखा गया है। अंतरिक्ष के परमाणुओं को बस राह देखनी है। वायु घनीभूत हो गई। हवा निश्चल हो गई। सब—के—सब इंतजार में खड़े रहे।

तीसरी चली गई तो प्रकृति झकझोर उठी। अंतरिक्ष के परमाणु नवोन्मेष के साथ राह देखते रहे। अब और एक भी पुल को प्रकंपित करता चला जाए तो मुझे रक्तिम होना है, यह सोच प्रकृति रुधिर के नशे के लिए बाट जोहती रही।

स्त्रियाँ नहीं, लड़की...वे लड़कियाँ हैं। आवाज से पता चलता है।

मैं देख सकती हूँ। मैं दूसरों के दिमाग को पढ़ सकती हूँ। गले लगाते समय हम लोग दूसरों को नापते हैं।

लगभग पाँच साल पहले तुम यहाँ आई थीं न कमला, फिर कैसे तुम बता रही हो कि यहीं खड़ी थीं?’’ ‘‘मैं कह सकती हूँ जेम्स। खुली आँखों से तुम जो कुछ भी नहीं देख पा रहे हो, ऐसा बहुत कुछ मैं देख सकती हूँ।

प्यार जैसी ही है नफरत भी। कुछ समय बाद उबाऊ लगने लगती है।

वह उसके शरीर के जलप्रपातों, बावड़ियों और उतार—चढ़ावों में सफर कर रहा है।

रिश्ता टूटने पर भी उस बारे में सोचकर दुःखी न होने के लिए हमने पहले से करार कर रखा था। इसीलिए मैं तुम्हारे साथ आई और सफर किया।

बचे हुए एक मात्र पल की ओर सावित्री ने प्रचंड मन शक्ति के साथ अपनी तमाम जिंदगी का आह्वान किया। अनजाने ही उसके भीतर से एक दीर्घ विश्वास उभर उठा। अकस्मात् उभर आया स्त्री—विश्वास ठोकर खाकर बिखर गया। वायु के परमाणु दूर छिटक गए। अखबार का समाचार विशेषज्ञों ने पता लगाया है कि जिस रेल दुर्घटना में पटरियों से उलटकर गाड़ी झील में गिर गई और ध्वस्त हो गई, उसका कारण अकस्मात् हुआ बवंडर है, किंतु उस घटना की एक मात्र चश्मदीद गवाह तथा प्रदेशवासी श्रीमती सावित्री सत्यनेशन ने समाचार—पत्र के संवाददाता से कहा है कि बवंडर क्या, एक मामूली सी हवा भी उस प्रदेश में तब नहीं बही थी, किंतु विशेषज्ञों की राय में कतिपय बवंडर ऐसे हैं, जो इनसान के विश्वासों के समान होते हैं, जिन्हें नग्न नेत्रों से देखा नहीं जा सकता।

नाश्ता करके वाश—बेसिन के पास खड़े होकर हाथ धो रहे सत्यनेशन को जरा छू लेने को उसका मन हुआ। जब वह बीस बरस की थी, तब एक ठंडी रात में इसने उसके कन्यात्व का भेदन किया था। एक के पीछे एक—दो बच्चों को इसने प्रदान किया था, फिर एक सहज विराग की ओर पिछड़कर जिम्मेदारियों की दुर्गंधपूर्ण दुनिया की ओर उसे फेंक दिया सावित्री के सत्यनेशन ने। अंतिम स्पर्श के लिए जिस क्षण वह उसके ठीक पीछे पहुँच गई, तब मीठे स्वर में ‘सर’ पुकारती हुई होमनर्स प्रत्यक्ष हो गई। एक नुस्खा पकड़ाकर बोली कि अम्मा के लिए ये सारी दवाएँ शाम को बिना भूले खरीदकर लाइएगा। सावित्री ने देखा कि सत्यनेशन बारह सालों में जो हँसी उसे प्रदान नहीं कर सका था, वह हँसी होमनर्स को भेंट कर रहा है। उसने निर्णय लिया कि अब उसे छूना नहीं चाहिए।

Mark my words,” Joppan had said as they had parted that night, “one day Kerala will be the first place in the world where a Communist government is elected by a democratic ballot and not by bloody revolution.

The Koshy who founded what became an instant landmark was a Syrian Christian from Kerala, the significance being that Syrian Christian devotion to beef, mutton and fish is almost canonical.

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The women make, harvest, craft, cook, market and sell the products to consumers in their districts and have gradually made inroads into the corners occupied by the large multinationals and medium-scale businesses. They were practising the hyper-local model long before Silicon Valley coined the term.

The East India Company limped on in its amputated form for another fifteen years when its charter expired, finally quietly shutting down in 1874, ‘with less fanfare,’ noted one commentator, ‘than a regional railway bankruptcy’. Its brand name is now owned by two brothers from Kerala who use it to sell ‘condiments and fine foods’ from a showroom in London’s West End.

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The flourishing Indo-Mediterranean trade brought great prosperity to the Indian coast. The annual arrival of fleets of Roman merchants with considerable sums of gold and silver to exchange for the luxuries available at the ports transformed the economies of this region. A single hoard recently found in a sand dune at Kottayam in Kerala, for example, consisted of a large brass bowl containing 8,000 gold aurei, worth some 800,000 sesterces of imperial money – a considerable fortune.

their own ornaments and jewellery, but also shipped on many Roman products such as bronze lamps and even rather good counterfeit Roman intaglios manufactured in Tamil Nadu and Kerala. These seem to have been passed off in South-east Asia as the original Roman goods, rather like the fake Louis Vuitton and Gucci bags found in the region’s bazaars today.52

This dynasty grew to become the most powerful of all south Indian empires after their defeat of their rivals: the Pallavas, their one-time overlords, were vanquished in 903; the Pandiyas of Madurai fell before their armies in 920; and the Cheras of Kerala in 993. Their control of the entire southern coastline is still commemorated in the Tamil term for the eastern coast: Coromandel is a corruption of Chola Mandala, the ‘Circle of Chola Rule’.86

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Reflecting this difference is the Indian state of Kerala. Although it is one of the poorer parts of the country, it has higher literacy and greater gender equality than much of the rest of India. Without resorting to a coercive approach such as a “one-child policy” Kerala has achieved a rate of population growth lower than China’s and also lower than that in some developed countries, including

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In bidding for popular support and competing with other cults as a parallel religion, the sangha had been losing ground throughout India since the time of the Guptas. Populist devotional cults emanating from south India (the so-called bhakti movement) were pre-empting Buddhism’s traditional appeal as a refuge from brahman authority and caste prejudice. At the same time a reform movement started by Sankara (788–820), a brahman from Kerala, was reclaiming for a distilled essence of Vedic philosophy (vedanta) the high moral and doctrinal ground previously enjoyed by the Noble Eightfold Path. As a result Buddhism was already largely confined to the peripheral regions of Sind, Kashmir, Nepal, and of course the Pala heartland in eastern India.

the fact of the matter is that information regarding Thomas’ criminal case was successfully screened out by the DOPT from the Committee. Had it not been for the Public Interest Litigations (PIL) filed, these facts would not have surfaced in the public domain. The government persisted in its defence of Thomas in the Supreme Court. It was only after the Supreme Court order of 3 March 2011 that the prime minister publicly confessed in Jammu, ‘There has been an error of judgment in CVC appointment and I take full responsibility.’ This was reiterated on 7 March 2011 in the Lok Sabha, and on 8 March in the Rajya Sabha, with a curious addition: ‘Until I went to the meeting of the Committee, I was not aware there was any such case of Palmolein and that it would involve corruption.’ He added that he became aware of the case only when Sushma Swaraj raised the issue in the meeting. He also informed the House that the notes for such committees are prepared ‘under the guidance of minister of state in charge of the DOPT.’ The honest answer should have been that the note which was prepared by the DOPT did not contain this conclusive information. Minister of State DOPT, Prithviraj Chavan, at a press conference in Pune on 8 March 2011, casually passed on the blame to the Kerala government, saying it was the latter that gave vigilance clearance for Thomas. This was strongly refuted on 9 March 2011 by V.S. Achuthanandan, the Kerala CM who accused Chavan of lying. Copies of official communication sent by Kerala to Delhi regarding Thomas’ corruption were being waved around by TV anchors. Chavan then said he was misquoted. But by whom? His own sound box in the live interview in Pune?

Twenty percent of Kerala’s population were Syrian Christians, who believed that they were descendants of the one hundred Brahmins whom St. Thomas the Apostle converted to Christianity when he traveled East after the Resurrection.

Kerala’s food evolved from the diverse people who traversed this land. The story of Kerala is closely linked to the story of the world’s eagerness for spices. Because of the wealth this land possessed, people of various countries, religions and races arrived, for trade. Flourishing commerce translated into an enthusiastic reception for those who could conduct business competently. Which, in turn, opened up avenues for new religions and communities. Eventually, colonization spelt an end to the hospitality, but it also gave rise to the strong ethos of Malayali-ness that now marks this land.

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Kerala’s Christians belong to the oldest Christian community in the world outside Palestine. And when St Thomas, one of Jesus’s twelve apostles, brought Christianity to Kerala, it is said he was welcomed on shore by a flute-playing Jewish girl. St Thomas made converts among the high-born elite, the Namboodiri Brahmins, which meant there were Indians whose families had practised Christianity for far longer than the ancestors of any Briton could lay claim to.

Islam came to Kerala not by the sword, as it did in northern India, but through traders, travellers and missionaries, who brought its message of equality and brotherhood to the coastal people.

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Margaret was brought up in a Pentecostal home in Kerala, India. As a pastor’s daughter in a non-Christian society, she lived a separated lifestyle. However, as she matured she began to realize that she did not share her family’s faith. Because of her father’s position she felt pressured to pretend to be a Christian, but she did not have a personal experience with God.

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But each year, Bali is allowed to rise up above the ground. His arrival is marked by many festivals such as Diwali in north India and Onam in Kerala. It is a time of bounty and prosperity. To get the harvest to the granary, Bali has to be killed, like all Asuras. Only when shoved underground, will he return the following year, nourished by Sanjivani Vidya, with yet another bountiful harvest.

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The best parts of Mumbai though are not the attractions and landmarks, but the vibrant, mesmerising journeys between them. I spent hours in a cab staring out of the window, and could easily spend hours more and never be bored.