*From To Sathish* - Thread 3 - Page 21

Hi,
I guess all of you feel the pain of Azhagan as he stands alone and at the crossroads after losing his mother Avini.I honestly debated with myself and wondered about keeping her alive but in the end the story teller in me won and death it had to be.But let me tell you that when you read the climax you will know and hopefully understand why certain characters had to pass on.I think i should have written more about the lion for he so valiantly fought and sacrificed his life for azhagan,avini and the villagers.

At all times when and as you read what i write and maybe recollect them in the distant future i hope all that i write will be still entertaining and remotely possible for magic and dreams are possible just as life is possible.

In this race for living in this shallow and petty world ruled by corrupt politicians,rapists,murderers it is good and even wise to lose ourselves in the magic of stories and legends.

I sometimes regret that i write so fast for i seem to forget to do justice to the age and the background that the characters are living in and yet i forgive myself for then it would take a lot of time for research and sifting through material that will become a truly uphill task.

Maybe as time goes by my stories will get more shine,sheen and polish and more professional in nature.I am planning to work on my diction,presentation and elevate my writing to the next level.but the impertinent child in me says that the story is important and not how it is written.

I welcome any thoughts about the arc of the story and what your personal thoughts are as you read the chapters for it will give me insight and also motivate me to write better.

I honestly want to know if i should stop using quotes and my thoughts before i begin each chapter.I really don't know why or when that habit started but i thought it was novel to take the readers into a chapter gently and also share with them great and beautiful quotes from great minds.

As to my thoughts in each chapter,i have to confess they kind of make me stop and think and leave me a better person and with little more knowledge.

I wish you and your families the very best of all that is beautiful and pure in this world and wish that there is always light in all your lives,except when we fall asleep for that then will be truly irritating.Be well.

Manusuna vida,naayum,peiyum better


Ramban- What are you going on about naayum,peiyum being better ? Appo,Un father and mother entha kanakku

Komban-Naa paarkale,so kanakule serthukale

Ramban-en,why naayum,peiyum,no other animal coming to your brain (sarrreee,vere sareee,ramban and komban konjam english weeku)

So pleese,folow a mixture of tamil and english in new mozhi called Tinglish.Like i said,I waak english,i taak english,i kill english but i curse in tamil.


Ramban luked at komban and wondered if his best pal wud laaph and make fhun of him if he told him his deepest feeres and diciided two go ahead.

Ramaban " machaan,i am veri scared of nai and pei.Frum a veri yung age,i have been skared of dawgs and goats,sorry ghosts.'

Komban nadded understandingly and " I tu machaan,veri scared of pei but nai ok,i see nai faar off i run like the wind.

Somban,a master in english was passing by and stopped and looked at both of them and told komban " please dont pass wind "

Komban " mane,waat are u taaking about passing wind.I am the wind and i can run faster than wind"

Somban burst out laughing " idiots,wind in english also means something else and i guess you both are that and worse than passing wind."

Ramban and komban looked at each other and shrugged there bhujams and proudly accepted sombans compliments that they were equal to wind.

It was getting dark and ramban said " komban,i going home,dark very bad and scary,kolli vai pisasu and mohini pisasu coming to get us.come we will run like the wind and go home.

Komban " i not scared of pei for i having protection.u also having protection,so use it"

Ramban " what protection and how do i also have this protection "

Komban reeched down and remove his chappal and waved it in front of ramban " this is my protection and my appa and amma and aal my family use chappal to scare pei.In night,before going to thookam,we put chappal around the house and no pei comes home.so u aalso use chappal."

Ramban hugged his best pal and thanked him for the fantastic advice and with chappals in hand,they waaked in the darkness to go their veedus.


One voice up in the tree whispered " are we scared of slippers anddo they really protect humans from our actions."

Another voice grumbled " i dont know about that but that komban slipper is really scary for he seems to have stepped on something nasty.maybe it is better to avoid him and his friend.And moreover they are talking about wind and other topics.If their chappals smell so bad i can imagine how bad their wind will be.so,i think we better move away from this area and haunt some other area.

The ghosts fled for their ghostly lives and never troubled Ramban and Komban again.

Chapter 68

"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it..." Nicholas Sparks, At First Sight


Love is god,abstract and yet appears in various forms in various religions created and nurtured by various people of various castes,color and creed.Just like god,love to comes in various forms,such as the love of parents,the love of our siblings,the love of family members,the love of friends,the love of fleeting partners,the love of pets and yes,the love of a lover.But it is only with a lover and a spouse and with our parent,mostly with the mother do we share something godly.Maybe it is because the body and the soul combine to form that sacred bond.Yes,on your mother's lap,suckling at her breast,gazing into her eyes and having spent nearly ten months in her body and soul and again we share the same proximity of bodies with our lovers during sex and just during life with each other.I leave a lot unsaid in the knowledge that it is understood by you readers.


The love of Thenmozhi

The voices whispered and it was the first time Thenmozhi had heard them and yet they sounded familiar and as if she had known them all along and as if she and the voice were one.They whispered to her to enter the forest alone if she wanted to go and help Azhagan.They whispered for her to come to them before going to him.

A strange sense of purpose filled her soul and though it confused her she was led by her mind and came to stand before them.The darkness was split open by strange lights and one light stepped forwards to greet her.

The light spoke " Do you really want to do this.You have a choice to turn your back and walk away from here and him and live a normal life.We can help you forget the way in which you have come into this life and we can erase every memory of him and then you can live,rule and love as a queen."

Thenmozhi shook her head violently " no,i will not leave him for we are bonded with a higher purpose and it is the future i look to and thus it is important that i am here with him."

The voice said " regardless of your thoughts and opinions i think it is better that you walk away from here for i see trouble for you and lots of pain for Azhagan."

For the first time in the brief conversation Thenmozhi felt irritation and a terrible anger rise up through her soul " i respect your thoughts even though i don't know much about who you are.And yet i am being patient for my soul tells me that we share a bond,you,me,Azhagan and the rest of us.But right now i want you to leave me in peace and go away for i am going to meet Azhagan for as much as he needs me,i need him more."

The voice whispered " Be patient and think this through for there will be irrevocable consequences and you just might not like the end result.I came to you with the thought of confiding everything and thus letting you see the larger picture and the roles you and azhagan have to play.But it seems that you want to follow your heart and so be it."

Saying that the lights moved swiftly away and vanished from thenmozhi's sight.She stood alone and for the first time closed her mind and searched for azhagan and the forest raged with the green light that blazed from her eyes.She heard his strong heartbeat and walked in the direction and after nearly ten minutes of making way through the dense vegetation she came and stood in the clearing where azhagan sat on the mound with his mother avini in his lap.She saw the green light completely surrounding them both and without fear or hesitation walked into it.

Thenmozhi walked boldly into the blazing green fire and knelt before azhagan and addressed him " My king,my lord i am here."


Love is a bridge that links our hearts
Keeping us close when we'are apart
I always knew, right from the start
Love is a bridge that runs from heart to heart

"Love Is A Bridge"- LITTLE RIVER BAND

Originally posted by: s.satishkumar

I honestly want to know if i should stop using quotes and my thoughts before i begin each chapter.

Thanks doc.Ramban and komban will be back to strike terror in the hearts of ghosts very soon.Somban is there to give clarity to life and them.they are just another aspects of me and life and the seriously funny stuff people get up to.

Quotes for me are a form of multivitamin pills and they give,teach and enlighten me in a just a few words.

Hopefully in the coming chapters i can shed light on darkness and the mysteries surrounding this story and bring everything back to dhana,sadashivam and the huge dog called and aptly named Buddha.

I myself came from the light and yet existed in darkness for a long time before i realised i was the light and now i try to shine and exist for others in my way of stories and thoughts.

The light and the source is strong and shines brightly in all our lives and i hope and pray that they continue to do so.Be well.

I saw Kamal Hassan's "Papanasam" this weekend.

I saw the original in malayalam and loved it and honestly doubt if kamal can match the subtle way in which mohanlal portrayed the role.

I am an actor so i see films with actors glasses and microscopes.mohanlal does it effortlessly while with kamal,i can see he is acting.yet i will see the film and also the film in hindi just for tabu who is going to play the cop mother.Be well.

Chapter 69

"Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or--such is the pleasure they experience--they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them." Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes

I am not a prude and i don't want to sound rude or crude and yet sex is something which for want of a better reason or since i am in a forum a topic that i will not dwell and will avoid going in or describing in graphic detail.Sex is good and yet sex boils down as yet another bodily need,function and hunger that ceases and is satiated when the act is done.But sex when mingled with love,true burning love and when two people make love wanting to make love and yet wanting to give happiness and satisfaction to the other is too beautiful and private to describe about.They call it a little death,the climax,the orgasm and yet sex and the act of love making is so much more.You can look at someone whom you love and even across the room filled with people,your eyes will meet and make love.Sometimes just the brush of the others hand or a simple touch will send your heart racing and leave you quivering and panting in passion.




Thenmozhi and Azhagan


Azhagan heard her voice and his eyes opened and they met Thenmozhi's eyes and they shut themselves " please go away.Leave me alone.I want to be alone."

Thenmozhi looked at him calmly " No, i cannot do that.What has happened has happened and there is nothing we can do to change it.But what remains is what you are going to do about the people behind your mother's death.Don't you want revenge? Don't you want to avenge your mother and the people in your village "

Azhagan opened his eyes and the tears flowed " It hurts,it hurts so badly.I feel as if somebody had stabbed a thousand knives into my body and heart.I cannot leave her.I just cannot abandon her even if she is dead.She will be lost and lonely without me.I am going to be here until my life runs out and then i can be one with her."

Thenmozh's eyes blazed with green fire and light and she stood up.She cupped his face tenderly and gently kissed his lips " Mighty warrior,Mighty king,i hear you and i feel your pain as much as you feel it.But come now for it has been fourteen days since she has been gone and yet nothing has changed.Fourteen years will go by and nothing will change.think of your people who wait for you to come back for you don't belong just to Avini but also to the people of Perumalvaram.
So rise now,light of the east,rise now the savior of the Pandyas,rise and shine your light for the world is darker and lesser without you.I am here by your side my king and i will not leave but in death."

The darkness of Azhagan,the darkness of the forest and the darkness of the land was broken by the rising sun.Azhagan gently placed Avini on the mound and took the hand which Thenmozhi extended and rose to a new dawn and to a new life.

It had been 14 days since Avini had died and yet strangely the light and aura of Azhagan had preserved her body in perfect condition and she looked as she did the second she had died.Thenmozhi held Azhagan's left hand and they both looked at each other and from his body erupted fire,green blazing fire and in minutes Avini's body was no more and all that remained was a handful of ashes and they both stood and watched as a gentle breeze whisked the ashes away into the forest and up into the air.

Thenmozhi gently led him to a small pond nearby and took him into the water.She made him sit down and slowly splashed water on to his head and body and gently started washing away the blood and dirt that was stuck on him.Gently,very gently she rubbed his shoulders and kissed his nape and his ears and massaged his arms.Azhagan grabbed her roughly but when she winced in pain because of his strength,he relaxed and tenderly kissed her mouth and fire met with fire and they became lovers.Slowly,roughly,gently they made love lost in their own magic and the forest fell silent but for the moans and screams from the lovers.


The lights stood watching this and the light that was the king whispered " I have a bad feeling about this for even though this was destined,my source tells me that it is again going to end in sorrow.But we are bound by the laws of the light and cannot do anything for the source knows and sees everything.So let it be."

The lights slowly vanished deep into the forest and left the lovers alone.

Rojavai Thalattum Thendral
Ponmegam Nam Panthal
Un Koonthal En Oonjal
Un Varthai Sangeethangal
Rojavai Thaalaatum Thendral
Ponmegam Nam Panthal

Ninaivellam Nithya

"Anyone who is observant, who discovers the person they have always dreamed of, knows that sexual energy comes into play before sex even takes place. The greatest pleasure isn't sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. When the passion is intense, then sex joins in to complete the dance, but it is never the principal aim." Paulo Coelho

Chapter 70

After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness piled on top of another? Most people just fell in line like obedient little children, doing exactly what society expected of them at any given moment, all the while pretending that they'd actually made some sort of choice." Tom Perrotta, Little Children

What i want you want
what i don't want you don't want
I and you are you and me
together let us fly and see
just like the bee and spray flying from the sea
let us fly,let us try if it can be done
two bodies living as one
one love,one soul,one dream
can it be done,do you think it can be done
let us try for it will be fun'
let us try and watch the world burn
as we burn ourselves trying as one

Sacrifice,let go,adjust,realign,tolerate,keep mum,turn a blind eye,turn deaf ears,say it is so,say yes and nod yes.Okay,do you get it,do you all get it.Yes,so much needs to be done in this adult world to live and thrive as adults.And then comes marriage and love or love and marriage or love and failure and all that i have mentioned has to be done.Well i might be stretching it a bit too far but life means giving in and also getting your way.But sometimes when both are right it becomes tough to let go and adjust.And even if one does let go for peace and stability,the scar or the hurt of defeat is not forgotten and will surface somewhere in a more uglier form.How then do people exist and how have they remained married and have had children.Please,why don't you answer the question and then i will give you my honest and frank answer.Are we happy,truly happy with life ?


Two sides of a coin and two sides to a story


Avini came and she brought along buddha the lion and they stood looking at him and he looked at them and his eyes filled with hot tears and he tried to speak and woke to feel her fingers wiping his tears and she held him as azhagan cried his soul out.Thenmozhi's long hair fell over azhagan's face as if she was using it as a curtain to prevent the world from seeing the great warrior cry like a child in her arms.

Much later in the day both walked hand in hand and thenmozhi looked at him " Please forgive me but i have to return to the capital for i have come secretly and only my parents know about it.I will go now and i want you to follow me in a few days and face the king in th court and ask for my hand before everyone and i am sure he will not be able to refuse you."

Azhagan laughed " I will come to madurai but why do you want me to ask the king for your hand when your parents already know about us and by letting you come and see me,it is understood that they approve of us.So where does the king figure in our love and our lives."

Thenmozhi hesitated and nervously looked at azhagan " My parents know but the king does not know and he is about to make an announcement of a news which he has already declared to his innermost circle of royalty and ministers."

Azhagan did not knwo what to make of this and gazed into her eyes " what announcement is he going to make ?"

Thenmozhi for the first time felt a bit unsure of what to say and now wondered if she had erred in any way but thenmozhi being thenmzohi looked boldly at him and " The king is going to announce my wedding with the prince Maravarman and also plans to crown him king and make you the general of the pandyan armies."

Azhagan's heart skipped a beat and a sense of dread filled his mind " you know about this and yet you did not tell me about it.why ? Do you realise what will be said and what will be thought about us both and what it will do to the king who loves you so much. "

Thenmozhi " it all happened suddenly and i swear i had no clue or idea that the king was going to say these words.My mind was totally occupied with you and the situation you were in.I knew something terrible had happened to you and throwing caution to the wind i came rushing to be by your side."

Azhagan shook his head " you have been promised to someone else and that too by the king.Either you should have stood up then and there and spoken your mind and refused the proposal or you should have told me before we became lovers."

Thenmozhi was getting irritated and frustrated and " so what,what is the big deal.okay,we will go together and meet the king and seek his blessings and everything will be all right.After all, who will dare refuse you,azhagan who is the guardian of the pandyan lands."

Azhagan " there,there,you said the word guardian.Is this what is expected of a guardian.is this how a guardian will behave.sneaking off with his woman and then asking for permission to be with her.Don't you realise what a loss of face it will be if people come to know that you were here in the forest with me and that too alone with me."

Thenmozhi blazed with green fire and thundered " why are you talking like a child.Here,i am fighting for our love and you are talking about reputation and what other people will think.To hell with others and what they think.I am happy with you,i love you and i know you love me.so why waste time worrying about unnecessary stuff.Our lives are our lives and we should be able to live it as we want it."

Azhagan looked at her with shock and hurt " you mean you are not bothered about the king and how hurt he will be when he hears about us.Don't you owe him anything after all the love he has showered on you.Why do you think he wants you to marry maravarman,simply because with you by his side,the kingdom will be ruled safely in your able hands."

Thenmozhi " so,you dont want me and want me to marry maravarman instead."

Azhagan raised a hand in protest " no,that is not what i am saying.listen to me patiently and think it over with a clear head."

So they argued not as lovers but as two people debating what is right and what is wrong and when both are in the right,well confusion and stalemate.

Azhagan shrugged his shoulders " okay,i think we have said enough.I think it is better that you leave now and return to the palace and let me think on what to do next."

Thenmozhi angrily turned to him " i want you in madurai and i want you to tell the king that you love me and want to marry me.that is it and i will take care of the rest of the matters and with my father by my side,i don't think we have to worry too much about what will happen.I am leaving now and will wait for you to come to me."

Azhagan stood watching thenmozhi leave and wondered what to do and felt confused and conflicted about the whole incident.He felt something wrong about the whole thing and wondered if he was thinking too much about honor and the right way to do things.


"Taking the Right Decision in any situation only requires TWO major ingredients:Critical Thinking and Grace.
Critical Thinking is like 'Works' and Grace is like 'Faith'. So if "Faith without Works is dead," then same, I believe, goes for Works without Faith.
Like the two sides of a coin, one without the other just won't make any sense. And if the coin ever has a third side, it will never be 'Emotions' or 'Sentiments' because they both have zero IQ." Olaotan Fawehinmi, The Soldier Within