Sreesanth The Sinner & The Ethical Cricket Country!

Sreesanth was the stalwart of Indian bowling who was going to become either a Denis Lillie or Sir Richard Hardly or a Kapil Dev, for sure! This infuriated Harbajan Singh, among a lot of others, the classic act of spin bowling (Howling?!) so much that he slapped Sreesanth, which was well inside the Cricket Ethic Book of India that Sreesanth got warning (Threat will be a more suitable word!) that if he again shows his face to the religiously ethics following Harbajan in such a fashion that he slaps again, Sreesanth would be banned for life, as according to the Indian Book of Cricket Ethics, enticing (with a great cheek such as that of Sreesanth!) is the BIGGEST CRIME of all!

Sreesanth was admonished by all the Ethical People of Indian cricket in such a way that he hid his cheeks behind his back! Even his complaints were severely butchered & beaten down by the Ethic Indian Cricket People & even the Constitutional Right To Cry when slapped was rudely taken away from the Speedster by the Ethical People! He was left high & dry.....! No one was there to back him in his hour of need as he was the loner from the tiny state of Kerala, who somehow found a shaky place inside the Dominant Northern Indian Ethical Cricket Team!

He ruminated about the slap, at the least a trillion times, in his lonely hours & the Ethical Indian Cricket! And, when he coughed up courage to speak up against the injustice he had vis-a-vis the Slap Gate, after near a couple of years, he let his emotions flow infront of the media, which irked the Wholesomely Ethical Indian Cricket Fraternity! Sreesanth was again WARNED (Threatened, as usual!) by the Ethical Guardians of Indian Cricket, including the Very Ethical President of Indian Ethical Cricket, India Cement Srinivasan! Whether he carried a personal grudge against Sreesanth is NOT proven till going to press!

Sreesanth again ran back to his den carrying all his allegations, emotions, pictures of Slap Gate etc on his back! And, it is here, in his den of solitude, he succumbed to the vicious attack of the Punters, Betters, Fixers etc, is the latest find of the NASA Space Research Centre! Till That Point All Clean Indian IPL & Ethical Cricket Fraternity (ECF) all of a sudden found themselves deeply involved in betting, scams, fixing etc ONLY because of this Slap Gate tainted Sreesanth!

All of a sudden Sreesanth was arrested with some ‘well known nobodies’ of cricket & presented before the media & court as the King Pin of the Italian Mafia! And, the charges were pressed against him in no time that he with his millions of ‘invisible’ cronies has siphoned off trillions of dollars from the Public Betting Exchequer (PBE)! It is ‘proved beyond any doubt’ that it is Sreesanth who planned, built maintained etc this Betting & Fixing Network (BFN) in India, all these decades; if some one has any doubts one can ask Mohammed Azharuddin, a former great Ethical Cricketer Of India, who has become an MP in Our Ethical Nation of Secular Democracy!

It is proved beyond any doubt that the ‘40’ lakhs is the total amount of betting & fixing, all these years of betting & fixing & none other than the King Pin Sreesanth has the wherewithal in India & ofcourse would run such an all encompassing racket! All the near to undecipherable secret codes of the betters, fixers, & tricksters, like lifting a finger, hand kerchief, the right end of the Indian Tie (IT) the fixer wares etc, are smartly & efficiently decoded by FBI, taking millions of Super Computer hours & with the help of the Large Hadron Collider etc!

The 2.5 rupees of the total 40 lakhs Sreesanth got for all his cronies were found out by the CBI, Interpol & the Now Defunct KGB (Using the services of the Retired Agents!) in a combined operation (Code Named Operation Tip Of  The Indian Tie!) from the top of the European Closet he used, after 2 weeks of his arrest! The other 3 rupee pile he left running from the ever energetic sleuths on the brink of the sink he stopped to wash his face also have been recovered, with much difficulty- the info whether the pile was consisting of 1 paisa coins or 2 paisa coins or 5 paisa coins still falls under ‘The Classifieds’!

Now, it is also reported, by various media agencies, that thousands of border security personnel have been pressed into service from the ‘ACNE’ Aksai Chin Area to find out where all Sreesanth has hidden his  MIND BOGGLING ‘40’ lakhs, in two, three, four, five rupee collections! They are also reportedly utilising the great services of the Molessier dogs the Chinese used in the Daulat Beg Oldie to find out the Coin Piles! The various possible structures of coin packing or packaging are elaborately studied by the experts in Suitcase Packing from the Narasimha Rao Era! They are also doing ground breaking research in finding out the number of coins one can hold efficiently inside a Fixer’s or Spotter’s hand kerchief or Indian Tie (IT)!

CBI, IB, Crime Branch & Local police are into finding out whether Sreesanth has connections with the Italian Marines who shot dead 2 Indian fisher men, Hiroshima Blast, Davood Ibrahim, Italian Mafia, Mafia Sasi & other International networks! They are also planning to find out from Sreesanth what sort of network he used to secretly hide THIS MUCH OF A HUGE AMOUNT (40 LAKHS!)! All is sure that only Sreesanth & no other cricketer of worth is involved in these things of Unethical Things; and, Sreesanth is the be all & end all of all these fixes & scandals!

The otherwise Clean & Ethical Cricket of India is just trying to come out of the blemish Sreesanth has forced on it!  A Salwa Judlum programme ‘Any doubt ask Azar!’ has been started to air via the Highly Ethical Media to take back the Lost Via Sreesanth ‘Credibility & ‘Credit Rating of  IPL & Indian Cricket Ethics! Lets us make sure that Sreesanth should pay for the HUGE damage he has done to Ethical Cricket in India & Its Great Ethical Cricketers!

Let us, spending tax payers money, press in the services of the greatest lawyers of the country & outside that Sreesanth remains in the prison for all the centuries to come that the Ethically & Legally Greedy & Tricky People of Money Making India sleep comfortably on their Indian Cement Benches, MP Beds, Sugar Cushions etc for all the centuries the Sinner Sreesanth spent in the cell!

And, then only, we, the democratic & secular people of India, who have no other worries other than the Sinful Sreesanth taking the Universal Amount 40 lakhs for his 1 million cronies to lift the left end of his black & white hand kerchief during an over where he would give away an incredible 14 runs -Where giving more than 14 is a fad!- in a very insignificant IPL match between the northern dwarfs & little den monkeys, can rest in peace; then only can the 40 crores of people below the poverty line in India have, at the least, the spending power of 17 rupees a day; then only can large scale farmer suicides of Vidharbha & Marthvada be stopped; then only can the slums of Calcutta & Bombay be sanitised; then only can every Indian have potable drinking water for all the generations to come; then only will the lakhs of babies who die in the birth, yearly in India will stop dying; then only can the thousands of women who are forced into prostitution due to various reason be saved; then only can the mindless & shameless exploitation of the nature & natural resources be stopped!

Hence, let the Sinner Sreesanth who played with the hefty amount of 40 lakhs be crucified for all his unpardonable sins as that is the One & Only Real Problem Facing an Ever Peaceful, Ethical, Sinner - less, Truthful, Democratic, Secular India! Let With Sinner Sreesanth End All The Sins & Lies In India! “Satyameva Jayathe!”

In The Name Of The All Powerful God ‘Rumour’!

It is heard that 'Speed Kills!' & Aptly So.....! But, in India 'Rumour Kills!'; if we go by what has been happening in Our Secular Democratic India, we would also say "Aptly So!" It is what all been happening in Our Democratic-Secular India for some time now, where Rumour kills much more than anything else in Secular India!

According to the Well Versed/Omnipresent/God Like (Remember "Our Work Is God's Work!" @ Karnataka Vidhan Sabha etc!) Authorities in India, 'Anything can happen in rumour, in India!' Here, in this ‘Secular Rumour Country’ (SRC!) one can lose life on account of rumour; get fired of a decade long job because of rumour; lose your gas connection due to this grand thing called rumour; lose your own land because of rumour; reach @ the fag end of the road in your ‘very personal’ relationships -which include marriage, love, family etc!- because of rumour; lose one's long lasting credibility because of rumour; have financial slavery because of rumour; lose all the opportunities in one’s life due to rumour; get free access to hatred because of rumour etc! And, now, another fantastic feather is added into this long list of super capabilities rumour has shown in Secular India i.e. it can also make thousands run away from where they have been for years because of this well efficient, omnipresent, well spread, well inculcated, well planned rumour!

India has applied to the UN to especially grant a special status to the nation with a Grand Title 'Rumour Nation' (With A Special Sanction For ‘Rumour’ To Kill, Destroy etc At Its Will!)! One is forced to think whether everything is rumour in India as well, as we -As we, the Secular Hindu or Indian!- are all well aware of the inimitable 'Sarwam Maya, Jagath Mithya!’ idea, which some sensible men found out 'in the Times of Non Secularism', when HINDUISM WAS THE ONLY 'TRUE' RELIGION OF BHARATH, as 'Bharath' itself is coming out of Hinduism!

Though, we, the True Bharatiya, got manipulated by various ‘Invading Religions’ (IRs) we can still remember what all were said in those Days of Universal Wisdom, when thousands, from all over the world, literally flowed into Bharath to have, at the least, a couple of droplets of wisdom it possessed! Nowhere, in those days, we find 'Secularism' even mentioned & taught in the ‘Immortal Universities of Nalanda, Taxila, Vikramsila’ etc! No one was taking classes there, giving PHDs on the subject 'Secularism' to all those who executed this false/illusory/non existent/non sustainable thing in their societies –and, we NEVER find those people educated in these Eternal Universities Of Wisdom practicing THIS ILLUSION in any part of the world where they came from!; as whatever taught in these great universities were ONLY relevant & possible things that the human beings who learn them get the benefits from! THEY NEVER TAUGHT THE STUDENTS TO TOLERATE EVERYTHING INCLUDING INTOLERANCE IN THE NAME OF SECULARISM!

The Bharatiya never knew even the word 'Secularism' till we 'SUPPOSEDLY' got our so called 'FREEDOM' –Freedom To The Illusory Idea Secularism!- in 1947! Secularism IS an illusion which 'may' work -if it works at all!- ONLY IF all the Indians become IRRELIGIOUS or OF ONE RELIGION, which, both, can NEVER HAPPEN; which means if one of these two things happens, then there is NO NECESSITY FOR SECULARISM! And, as this IS NOT THE CASE WITH INDIA -THE MODERN DAY BHARATH!- what we are doing IS FOLLOWING AN ILLUSION SACRIFICING WHAT WE BASICALLY ARE & WHAT WE ACTUALLY HAVE, THINKING THAT ONE DAY THIS MIRAGE WILL BRING FORTH WATER, WHICH IT WILL NEVER!

It is well known piece of knowledge that if one understands one's mistake or even BLUNDER one has committed, one has to change the track in such a way that the mistake or blunder STOP EXISTING! And, every one worth his or her salt knows that keeping oneself going on the illusory path despite knowing one has made a very serious mistake or blunder is REALLY THE STUFF OF GREAT IDIOTS WHO SLEEP ON FACTS & BELIEVE IN ILLUSIONS! Now, we, Indians, are steadily moving on the path of Illusion where the end result should be nothing other than Illusion itself!

If one thinks, one will be forced to understand that by 'Secularising Things' what we are doing IS 'FANATASISING THINGS' & 'TOLERATING INTOLERANCE', in the most stupid ways! Ofcourse, what we have gained Doing This Non Existent Foolishness all these 65 years after the so called Independence is there TO BE SEEN, HEARD & FELT - More religious things, more religious concessions, more religious tolerance, more religious bigotry, more religious fanaticism, more under development of person & personality, more fanatical threats & destruction, more tolerance of gruesome intolerance –The Worst Thing Ever Happened To India & Indians! - more fanatically oriented divisive groups, more separatists, more hatred of nonsensical nature, more chaos propagators, more disorders of all sorts, more self centred people & communities, more humanity destroyers,  more destruction along the religious lines, more vaporisation of humanity, more fear about one's own life or existence, more vaporisation of humility, more ignorance of facts & truths, more appeasement of ignorance & intolerance etc - all these things coming to 'Bharath' , the present day Secular India, from outside ‘the Lasting & Perennial Culture Of Bharath’, which has been here in existence for the last 6 to 7 thousand years!

Now a days, in Independent, Secular India, human beings die because of rumour; Kashmiri Pandits lost their land due to some rumours some 22 years back which they never got back; all hell broke loose in Bombay in 1992 because of some rumours; Gujarat riots happened because of some rumours; communal riots broke out & spread in various parts of the Secular Country, time & again, because of rumours, causing irreparable loses to life & properties; churches were bombed, burned & desecrated in various places of the Secular Country because of rumours; a good number of bombs exploded in various Indian Secular Cities because of rumours where the remote control & the bombs were made of rumours; a group of people in small & negligent number got life threatening threats because of rumours; Sikhs were hunted like anything, resulting in a large number of killings, in the aftermath of 1984 Indira Gandhi assassination because of rumours; Our Secular Parliament was bombed because of some rumours; Mumbai was devastated & 172 people were killed by rumours; and, now, the North Easterners are fleeing in thousands, from various ‘Secular Cities Of India’, because of rumours etc!

What the Secular Governments & the government machinery want us, the common people, understand is that all this priceless loss of human life & crores worth destruction of movable & immovable properties all these years after Independence & ALL HAPPENED BECAUSE OF NOTHING BUT RUMOUR! AND, THE BOMBS EXPLODED IN NUMBERLESS PLACES, KILLING HUNDREDS, IN INDIA, THE BULLETS FIRED FROM THE ASSASSINS’/KILLERS’ GUNS KILLING HUNDREDS AGAIN, THE FANATICAL ANGER & IGNORANCE WHICH DESTROYED TENS OF THOUSANDS OF CRORES OF INDIAN RUPEE WORTH PROPERTY ALL USED THE SAME MATERIAL AS THEIR BASE – RUMOUR; or else, they were just throwing ‘Rumour Bombs’, firing ‘Rumour Bullets’, wielding ‘Rumour Knives & Daggers’ and threatening & killing people with the pure & invariable Use Of Rumour AND RUMOUR ‘ONLY’, all these years! And, we, the Common Men of India, have to ‘Believe’ it, as it is stated by the ‘Truth All’ Governments & the ‘Truth All’ Government Machinery – “Satyameva Jayathe!”

Just rumours......., we –The Sensible Democratic Secularists, Who Never Think Emotionally & Insensibly, Even For A Second Of Our Lives!- all know pretty well about these rumours! But those who are always @ the receiving end of these rumours cant sit tight & stay cool saying that "All these things are just rumours”, as nobody has ever heard a story where A Life Lost In Rumour Getting Back Into Its Abode From Where It Exited Because Of Rumour, After the Rumour Is Extinguished or the destroyed property coming back into its original shape when the rumour mongers are apprehended by the all vigilant Secular Door keepers of Our Secular Country!

Here, in our Democratic Secular Country people can get killed & properties destroyed beyond repair by a simple, non existent thing called Rumour; & that is very special about this Secular Nation where The Omnipresent All Powerful Rumour God From Outside Rules! Let us continue living in Our ‘Secular’ India (As We, The Common Man Indian, Have Nowhere Else To Go), the country of the ‘Roaring Rumour God’ (RRG), who invaded ‘the Land Of The Ultimate Wisdom, Bharat’, by just spreading rumours of the deadliest kind –Like Secularism, Religious Co Existence, Religious Understanding Of Truth, Equality, Justice etc! - & has been keeping it in His Tightly Clenched Fist Of The Uncivilised Aborigine –‘ASAMSKRIT’ in Samskrutham or Samskrit! – For The Last 65 Years!

BHARATH - KNOWING OUR COUNTRY & IT'S CULTURE!

Somewhere in time Bharath was feigned forgotten and India came into existence to suit the westerners & their tongues. Then started the age of India with a western accent; everything that was & is Bharatiya got changed into Indian. We lost all our Bharat culture, names, civilisation & all to India and we tried to sleep on what is taught as Indian without ever trying to remember OUR IDENTITY AS BHARATIYA & BHARATHAS! We pretended we are & were Indians & never Bharatiya. We twisted our tongues, senses & even our existences in western ways & made ourselves THE MODERN DAY SHIGANDEES (Neither a man nor a woman)! We threw away our Bharatiya Identity & tried to embrace something Foreign & Inferior & made ourselves reach nowhere in time & progress! We (Deliberately) lost what we had built & gained over thousands of years & never reached ‘the synthetic greener pastures’ on the other side of the fence! From a very near point in time we slavishly became Indian!

India, Delhi, Ahmedabad, Aurangabad (In memory of a religious fanatic of the Mogul Dynasty Aurangzeb-that is the so called secularism of Bharathas! World over, nobody puts the name of a sub-standard existence even to a street; hence we don't find Anguleemaal, Nero, Mussolini, Hitler, Raman Raghavan etc as street & town names; but in Bharath even such a sub-standard person's name is flattered so much that it has become the name of a district where the Word Famous Ajanta & Ellora Caves are situated!!), Allahabad, Patna, Banaras & a lot of great historical & cultural places forgot their real names in the process & became COMPLETELY ALIEN, TWISTED & CULTURELESS! As Bharath became India, Indraprastha/Dhillu or Dilu became Delhi, Prayag became Allahabad, Pataliputra became Patna, Ashapalli became Ahmedabad, Kasi became Banaras & a large number of places got their new, cultureless, history less PLASTIC NAMES! In the present day Bharath (or India as it is altered) nobody has the time to think about what we actually are & what history or civilisation or culture we posses! And, when someone starts to say something about all these just mentioned matters such as Bharath History, Bharath Civilisation & Bharath Culture the very next moment he is called/labelled a fanatic, intolerant, non-thinking, non-progressive, narrow-minded existence for life, by all the BHARATIYA who HAVE 'THE BIRTH-RESPONSIBILITY' TO KNOW, CHERISH & PROPAGATE WHAT WE REALLY ARE - THE BHARATIYA & BHARATHAS!


THE REAL BHARATH PLACE NAMES should be given back to them, WHICH ARE WHAT THEY ACTUALLY ARE! The wrong done to these BHARATH PLACES should be corrected sooner than later, as it’s already late by centuries! All the people who live in OUR COUNTRY have the responsibility to RE-MAKE THE GREAT BHARATH WHICH IS THE BIRTH-RIGHT OF EVERY BHARATIYA! Madras, Bombay, Bangalore, Calcutta & a lot of other places got their real names back, one way or the other, without much difficulty. BUT WHAT ALL ARE MUCH MORE IMPORTANT & CULTURAL THAN THESE NOW BORN PLACES - COMPARED TO THOSE WHICH STILL STAND UNCHANGED BEARING THE TWISTED & MANGLED NAMES SLAPPED ON THEM - STAY THERE SELF-UNIDENTIFIED DUE TO THE UNKNOWN & FOREIGN NAMES THEY ARE CALLED/KNOWN BY, NOW! Why did the Bharatiya & Bharathas take these long centuries to even think about this & why they wasted centuries to rectify THE DAMAGE DONE BY SOME WHO NEVER KNEW WHAT BHARATH WAS, IS & WILL BE?! PLACES WHICH DAWNED EVEN BEFORE THE DAWN OF HISTORY LIKE PRAYAG, KASI etc STAND HERE IN OUR ALTERED BHARATH - Read India! - ALTERED, MANGLED & DISFIGURED, WAITING TO GET DELIVERENCE (OR IN BHARATH WORD 'MUKTHI'!) FROM THIS SO-CALLED MODERN SUFFERING OF 'REAL EXISTENCE-DESTRUCTION'!

For the progress of THE BHARATH CULTURE we don't need any help from other civilisations, pseudo-civilisations or the ‘state’ of lack of civilisation; what OUR CULTURE & CIVILISATION need now is the support & recognition of the people who are the sons & daughters of OUR GREAT BHARATH! That is the only requirement OUR CIVILISATION/OUR GREAT COUNTRY MUST BE GIVEN WHOLE-HEARTEDLY & that is the right that we should give aplenty to OUR GREAT NATION! IT IS OUR DUTY TO KEEP THE CULTURE & CIVILISATION OF BHARATH INTACT & CARRY FORWARD TO THE COMING GENERATIONS & TIME, AS NO OTHER COUNTRY WILL OR CAN KEEP THE CULTURE OF BHARATH & HAND OVER ITS GREATNESS TO THE POSTERITY! It is utter foolishness even to expect any other country in the world doing the promotion of Bharath Culture & Civilisation as it should be done as WHO ELSE CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT BHARATH IS BETTER THAN ONE WHO IS A SON OR A DAUGHTER OF OUR GREAT NATION?! Hence, it becomes the duty of any & every BHARATIYA to first understand & then promote the CULTURE & EXISTENCE OF OUR GREAT NATION BHARAT!

It is beyond any question that in the Culture of Bharath Hinduism is an INTEGRAL PART & Hinduism and the Culture of Bharath developed & grew hand in hand and they are inseparable! Hence, at the least in OUR BHARATH never let a Hindu or A Bharatiya be considered a lesser entity! As Our Bharath Culture & Civilisation is greatly indebted to Hinduism or in other words IS HINDUISM, let it be known that in Our Bharath A Hindu & A Thorough Bharatiya, at the least, should be considered equal to all other existences inside OUR BHARATH! At the least, he should not be discriminated against inside OUR BHARATH & he should be protected by all means inside OUR BHARATH! When 400-500, 1000-1400 years' history & culture is considered , trumpeted & promoted as something 'OLDER THAN HISTORY', HOW CAN WE CONSIDER OUR CIVILISATION & CULTURE WHICH IS MORE THAN 6000 YEARS OLD & ONE OF THE MOST ANCIENT OF CIVILISATIONS SO INSIGNIFICANT & FORGETTABLE & NEVER STAND FOR IT?!

ANTONY. K. VADUKUT – MY PAPA!

In first of my memories, I still clearly remember, as a boy of 3 or 4, My Papa getting salutes from the blue-trousers-clad police of Bombay, in the early seventies, when we went for walking in the evenings....! They also gave salute to me as a generous gesture, as they were very fond of My Papa. Who was not fond of him...Everyone was fond of him...Because, he always had a very big heart. He never listened to his brain...He always listened to his heart...And, people found a great man in him, always. In those days, I was first in my studies & other activities like 100 metre dash etc. When I was in KG, I still remember the race I had in my school, to where My Papa had accompanied me. I started off to a flying start & went ahead & separate from the others running in no time...They were all well behind me...Then, that thing happened..I saw some good shaped pebbles on the middle of the running track; I stopped, bent myself & collected all the pebbles on the ground to finish last in the race....! I was happy that I could collect the pebbles...I didn’t give significance to the race over the pebbles... My Papa didn’t tell anything to me but he seemed to be enjoying the situation very well as he must have found the same heart of his beating inside me, putting the brain in a far distant second place...! He laughed & told the story of me & the pebbles for a lot of days wherever he went!

For him his heart was always the most & only important thing in his life. He did whatever his heart told him. He was educated, cultured, well behaved & above all the proud owner of a really BIG HEART! He worked with the Bombay C.I.D first & then joined Standard Batteries. He never hesitated to have a fight with anyone for the things he believed are right. I have heard that he even had bitter fights with the then labour union leader turned Indian Political Stalwart of later years George Fernandez & came out with his beliefs clearly established! He never feared anything & was adamant in his beliefs!

In the evenings, after his work in Standard Batteries, he returned home & went outside, with me following him like a loyal servant. He usually went to some of the liquor shops & had enough of the Burning Oil he wished to have; I was given boiled eggs, ground nuts & Coco Cola, as it was available in India at that time of our existence, as it was much before Morarji Desai banned Coco Cola & other international companies in 1978-79! One day, in one of our strolling in the evening, I grabbed the tail of a dog which was given something to eat at the liquor shop, and pulled with all my might. It responded by putting both of its paws on my face, just missing my eyes! The next day morning, around 3.30am, My Papa took me to some place, travelling on foot & then train, & there I was given a good & tasty ball of something with a bottle of soda that the paws of the dog stamped on my face had no effect! He never accused me or the dog for the incident as he was sure we both were right from our stand points-from the Angle of Heart, as I, as a child, had every right to pull the dog’s tail & the dog had every right to put its paws on my face! We both loved dogs....I always finding some street puppies & taking them home to the anger of My Mom! They were never allowed to enter inside home; hence, I kept them inside the small garden on the other side of my house & fetched something for them, most of the times, with the help of My Papa! We both were declared dog lovers, me & My Papa!

I remember, me watching My Papa going for work in those Bombay Mornings; I remember, I with my tiny friends waiting for My Papa to come home from work near the Victoria Terminus; I remember My Papa going to the famous shrine of Mahim a couple of times a month. I still remember a lot of things of those bygone days with clarity, where he is present, as if all those days were yesterdays! From Bombay he went abroad to Sharja & joined Techon International & we were sent packing to Kerala. He worked in right earnest & gradually found himself in the top most position of the company. He, sitting in his great position, took a lot of people, first his younger brother, then his elder brother’s children & then a lot of locals & those people who had problems in their lives to Gulf & provided them with good job & good salaries. He became PERSIA-KKARAN (THE MAN FROM PERSIA, THOUGH HE WORKED IN UAE!) ANTONY for a generation!

Whenever he came back home from Sharja it was festival in & around our locality. People poured in to meet him & tell their problems....financial problems....personal problems...& what not? He was there to console them & help them out of the problematic situations which they stated they were in! He gave them money without any conditions...And, he gave them a lot.....! He helped them out in all the ways he could. He thought all people were genuine & honest to him and they had innumerable problems, which should be mitigated forever....! He never used his brain to analyse their stories of grief & problem. As he was for all his existence, HE ONLY LISTENED TO HIS HEART-A REALLY BIG ONE! He never calculated though he had a small calculator near to him most of the time! His relatives, his relatives’ relatives, his friends, his friends’ friends, his neighbours, his neighbours’ neighbours, his subordinates, his colleagues and this man & that man and everyman who came to him had his magnanimity felt in their lives! He never asked them anything in return...he gave...he gave ....he gave away without counting & that too in rich abundance! And, he listened ONLY TO HIS HEART, never to his brain, despite having a quite good one!

While at home, resting after a year’s work at Sharja, in the morning he usually started his stroll, after having breakfast @ home, with his 10-15 loyal friends or else we should call them drunkard friends! He paid all the bills they incur in the bars they visited, from morning to late night! He also showered them with enough money that they could live the next 12 months with ease till his arrival from Sharja next time, when they could restart all these things again! It was festival when he was home! When cars were a rarity we had 3 or 4 cars belonging to us. When colour T.Vs, Telephones & Gas Stoves were rarities, we had all these things in our house; we were one of the very few persons around with gas stoves in our house, when gas connections were almost unheard of. I remember people from 1 or 2 kilometres from our house coming to watch T.V & even sleeping in our house, after watching some really special programmes aired in those days! I remember those days when I had to walk one or more kilometres to deliver/pass the message which somebody asked us to deliver to some unknown person/s as the very privileged persons who had telephone @ home! And, the telephone number was ‘413’, just 3 digits & we had to book a ‘Trunk Call’ & wait for an unspecified time to make a call even to Bombay or Sharja!

My Papa had a good collection of Malayalam & Hindi songs (cassettes) which made me like songs & singing! He, I think, had a good voice too, which I heard usually when he went to take bath in the mornings! He sent me stamps of different countries that I own a decent collection. He brought new chess board with magnets attached below the chess coins & presented me with a Yonex bat to play shuttle badminton, the first ever in my locality, way back in 1984! He must have influenced me a lot & molded my character, now I reckon; but I never knew it consciously! We had dogs at home, remembering those good old Bombay days, when 24/7 I followed My Papa, like his shadow, in the evenings. Then, one day he arrived, all of a sudden, from Sharja with just a suitcase full of documents & a small bag of used dress after resigning from his job, as it always had been, LISTENING TO HIS HEART! He was around 45 at that time & that was his declaration of retirement! He must have wanted to live with the family & live on what he had earned till that day. But, what he didn’t calculate was, given his nature, it was to be a Himalayan task to move on as he had been living till that moment! But, he was never to listen to anything other than his heart!

PART 2 FOLLOWS.........

ANTONY. K. VADUKUT – MY PAPA - PART II !

Things started to change...slowly! Truck load of things, which he used @ Sharja arrived @ Cochin harbour in a couple of months after his return; but that was never to reach our home as listening to some tricky-heart melting story, he had given all those things to one of the subordinates he had in his company, almost for nothing. That shameless man came to our house one day & invited us to his house; we went there in our car and had tea with his family, as a token of his love for the things he got from My Papa! We never met him in our entire life, again! He continued with his spending & he continued helping people as immensely as he had been doing all his life. He believed the money he had earned will last for 3 generations, at the least! He helped people who asked for help & he invested money in businesses where he had little knowledge, only to help people & save them from drastic situations. As usual HE NEVER CALCULATED or LISTENED TO HIS BRAIN! He never distrusted people & was there for them whenever his help was required. But, the people as they are never were thankful to him, as they BELIEVED HIS HELP & INVESTMENT IN THEIR DISASTORUS INVESTMENT PROPOSITIONS AS THEIR BIRTH RIGHT! Most of the time he drew a blank, investing in unknown (to him!) businesses to help people! People who came, asked & had his money for almost free in their businesses cheated him day in & day out; & he continued trusting them as no man has done before! In 3 years almost all the money he had amassed had gone disappearing. His income was almost to nil. His drunkard & disloyal friends still had something or other from him...His friends & relatives too shamelessly squeezed whatever they could from him.....He continued spending the last pennies......!

All his life he had been GIVING; and he never knew or learned to ASK! People ill treated him, cheated him, tricked him right & left.....And he never complained! We, too had our problems & difficulties mounted to Himalayan proportions; My Papa was careless, as he thought there will come a way out, out of the blue.....! But that day never came! Our family struggled...struggled to no end....! As time rolled on nobody was his friend...all the tail wagers had gone into thin air...forever! With his knowledge, experience & efficiency in the managerial sector, he joined Muringur Divine Centre-A religious rehabilitation centre- near Chalakkudy in Thrissur district & involved in the activities there, as a service to the society! As is his efficiency & experience, he rose to a dignified position there, in no time. After spending around 10 or so years @ Muringur, he shifted his work ground to an orphanage in Alway, in Ernakulam district. He was playful always...made & told good jokes as well! Once, when I was on my way to pick one of my friends from the Nedumbassery air port, I saw My Papa going in the direction of Alway on a moped, the same direction I was travelling, where he was staying at that time; we crossed him @ a crowded junction and moved ahead as we were already late. But, when we reached the very next junction we got ourselves into a traffic jam due to a bus accident. As we waited there, I saw My Papa, whom we covered kilometres ago pass us on his moped and vanish in the distance as there was enough room for the moped to move on; I remembered the day I stood picking up the pebbles & lost the race, eons ago in Bombay; I thought he out ran me with his moped! I used to call him on his mobile as I am settled in Bangalore for the last 6 years....Usually, he too called me & we had good chit chat over the phone. But, sometime when I called him he would not take the call; then after some time, may be 1 hour or so, he would call me back.....then, I would not take the call....then, after 15 or 30 minutes I would call him....then he would not respond....It was some sort of a game, like Hide & Seek, I thought he was interested in.....! I voluntarily obliged to My Papa’s game!

I too didn’t fall pretty behind in the games like this; 3 & a half months back, in November 2009, I with my wife Varsha of whom he was very fond of, my sister Reena & my friend whom more than three years ago I went to pick from Nedumbassery Airport when My Papa overtook me on the moped, went to give a surprise visit to My Papa @ the orphanage @ Alway where he was spending his time. I called him up on his mobile 09744830091 & made certain that he would be there when we reach there without intimating him about our imminent arrival. But, when we arrived there he was not there; just 10 minutes ago he had gone to a nearby Ayurvedic Treatment Centre to have a body massage, which he had been undergoing for the previous 3-4 weeks. We told the priest running the orphanage to keep our arrival a secret. He arrived after 30-45 minutes & he was surprised to see all of us there unannounced. We were given food & after spending another hour or so with him we returned!

That was my last visit to Kerala....In the month of November 2009. I was completely involved in the work of the organisation I work for, Unicorns International, all these months. I travelled a lot....I met a lot of people, as usual...Some time I thought of going to Bombay with My Papa again that we could travel the Old Memory Lanes Together Again! One year back, in April or May, I even suggested this to My Papa to which he talked positively. But, the trip didn’t have taken place; hence, I occasionally thought about that. After my return from Kerala in November last, in December My Papa was hospitalised due to some problems with his kidneys. After the treatment he was brought back home to recuperate & regain his health. As Naturopathy was introduced along with Allopathic / English Medicine, he was not given his favourite food items & he was totally restrained from having His Favourite Burning Oil! He didn’t like all this.... He complained against the uselessness of the treatment without giving him his wish list of food items! He didn’t like Allopathic or Naturopathic Medicine. As he was The Man of His Heart & never his brain, he wished aloud for his favourite dishes & didn’t like to take medicine. Then, he had a scar on his left foot, due to scratching & it didn’t cure as he had Diabetes and he refused taking medicine regularly. As usual, he talked with people who came to see him with a pleasant face, as he had been doing all his life. I remember, his face was pleasant always.....in good weather & in bad...the pleasantness was always there!

On 2nd of this month (March, 2010) I was travelling on train to Kerala again. At 9.58am, sitting inside the Island Express, I selected My Papa’s mobile number 09744830091 on my mobile & pressed the call button for a second & disconnected it the very next second. I thought, I should not inform him of my coming to meet him....Sometime he might not take my call as he may play his favourite game of Hide & Seek with me. Why should I give him a surprise as he would surely be waiting for me there at home.......? In the night of March 1st he had asked My Mom to fetch his slippers that he was going, to which My Mom told something in the negative & went to take bath. But, when she came back My Papa was gone....Never to wait for My Mom to bring the slippers for him! He knew he was going; that’s why he asked for his slippers...He simply went to the other side....HE DID WHAT HIS HEART TOLD HIM.......He never listened to others & his brain and when he felt like doing something, HE DID THAT...ONLY LISTENING TO HIS HEART! He walked from this life to another one wearing no slippers, with a pleasant face, registering complaints against no one & listening only to his heart, that too A REALLY RARE & BIG ONE! But, he forgot to take his calculator with him as he went walking with no slippers on, as I found out when I reached home; it was placed forgotten on my cot, in my room; of course, of what use it had been for him in his life? Hence, it can be that My Papa might have left it on my cot deliberately.

When I reached home he was lying down in the coffin, waiting for me .........his eldest son with whom he played games of various sorts....in time....I thought this one another game of sorts he invented to surprise all....After a couple of minutes of my arrival the coffin was lifted & I held the coffin on the right side of My Papa’s head....the face was pleasant as usual....He lied there well dressed with shoes on, no slippers. He weighed quite a lot & we were 8 persons who carried the coffin & only I understood that it was the weight of his REALLY BIG HEART. Then we reached the parish church & after the rituals inside the church went to the grave yard for the LAST PART OF MY PAPA’s MORTAL JOURNEY. The coffin was lowered near his grave & then the lid of the coffin was closed & the coffin was lowered into the grave & the grave was closed. My Papa -Not My Papa whom I knew- was there inside the grave but My Papa I knew, I realised, was somewhere around.....He might ring me up from somewhere someday to plan about our much delayed journey together to the Memory Lanes of Bombay... I realise, when the next time I go to the airport @ Nedumbassery I might see My Papa overtaking me on his moped... I know, when & if we go to the orphanage he spent his time @ Alway again, we will be told that My Papa has gone outside just now and will return soon, to be surprised by our visit. And, when he fails to pick up my call on his mobile 09744830091, I know pretty well that he is playing his usual games with me, as My Papa had been all my life and he will ring me up after some time.....!