Big brother.

Read about 'thought police' and room number '101'.--Orwell's observation .It appears to be a fantastic scenario but its application  is very possible and very realistic.It is precisely  what is happening to me in this supposedly free and democratic country.under the malignant eyes of many ,benign eyes of some and indifferent eyes of many.

The real KGb's would  be outclassed or have they found refuge in here?.

Note .. i wanted to remove that tag line but am not able to or am being prevented from doing so by who else but the thought police .with some inner agenda to exploit my blog posts for  political gains either domestic or internationally.So i request my viewers to read my profile instead and bear in mind that with all my protests and refusal to act as middle class preception i am being used as one by politicians and assorted groups with constant nudging, through thought policing .

A crazy experiment is being conducted on me.I was broken down  by thought police and then systematically built up as a 14 year old .My golden age , that of a social, human , patriotic, cosmopolitan, arguing in favour of equality to women',interested in histry, lively, frank ,happy , innocent imaginativeand intersted in modernisation that is development of india all fished out from my well presved diaries.All the memories of my adulthood viz long  married life ,bereavment was sought to be swabbed clean of my memory slate by constant emotional and physical isolation frm husband and second son as well as from
  other relatives and friends and worked upon continuosly non stop [they have taken upper flat and many others around me] aided may be by my depression/mental ailment at my son's sudden death either due to medical negligence or due to shadowy political tugs to please thier minority electorate or both , to appear as an excessively humane' person ,since i am on the net and refused to join political party and  joined only when i was put in a long  line of guilt traps  [many  real ,some fake] but didnot actively participate nor was i  welcomed to do so ,to turf out the ruling party that is finding itself in doldrums but yet has in  its grip  all the official machinery  ,by some one in extraordinary power,clueless to the ticking's of a modern well adjusted higher middle class  youth born and bred in indian soil , fascinated by that non existent --long dead 14 year old highly likeable girl,to turf it out in sticky situations and for a makeover that is viewed by who ever is fascinated  as the one and only model of  a typical well adjusted broad minded indian youth .Ridiculous!The changes that have taken place since 1971 in india and  my own life are very may to be so easily wished away.

That which i was  doing voluntarily on my own that is expressing my views,  tinged by  subjectivity, on public affairs ,foreign affairs ,history etc when i first started to blog is of late for past 2years  started to be forcibly tweaked by such shameful techniques that  it made me revolt against this shadowy operation in disgust --i wasn't  approached directly  because my middle class perception was neither in tune with ruling dispensation or that party or the media nor that of the oppositions in several cases. but even in such cases  when it was in consonance i was never approached with a straight forward request even then pshycological pressures were applied .This deceit and arrogance of power and wealth strenghtenes my resolve to be on guard always and not to fall prey to the designs of interested groups--could be religious , media houses  and politicians .

Can one be a 14 year old all through one's life?The wishful thinking of  perverts.Totally against nature.

Poor youngsters of this country.If  they come to know of this bitter truth about their icons,  of their arrogance and money power they'll commit suicide enmasse.All those educated hard working tax paying  normal  youths [who have no animosity towards me]reading this and my earlier accounts in Sujataism of my  brain washing  by authorities as well as nastying and exploitation by media etc will find a knife twisting in thier hearts as it is impossible for any son to think even for a second of their mother's[ not in politics] in similar situation.Even aap, as well as  most other partys are  in this.What a  blow! Whom will they trust?
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Much water has flown and frankly it is all those experiences , some good some bad and the retention of the memory of those experiences that renders a person  /me to be whole ,by wiping it off  would make one /me robotic ,fit only to be remote controlled by cold calculating inhuman tyrants.Truly Orwellian.

Note:The left and its extremities have clearly set a precedent in thought policing  [of which most of us would have become aware of ,only due my blogging of my own experience as a victim] which right and its extremities would also  be tempted to follow.
                                                                                                I for one am a strong believer in the doctrine of Karma ,having experienced and seen its impartial workings in my life and in those around me.It does work , but at its own pace.I have lived long enough and gone through a lot ,out of the ordinary to speak of karma so confidently.

   

Some photos of Sri Rangam temple

 The place where Andal stayed on reaching Sri Rangam from her birth place srivalliputhur before merging with Sri Ranganathar at the main temple.

 The hall in Sri rangam temple where Sri Ramanuja wrote his famous treatise on sarnagadhi

 The graneries built by Thirumangai azwar in 9 the cent to store grains from fields gifted to the temple.This is in the temple complex

Gajendra motcham --at banks of kaveri by Trichi municipality.

Some photos of Srirangam temple.

The bhel tree in srirangam temple where sri ranganarthar consort's idol lay buried for several centuries

Srirangam- tour diary 21.2.14 friday

Visited Vellarai a divya desam .few kms away in the morning landscape near it was dry with a lot of rice mills but the village around the temple is   modern and  presents a clean and nice picture a relief from Sri rangam that has open drains flowing along well metalled roads except in the highly sanitised area in  the temple complex..
The pujaris were however odious.The practises they subjected us near the sacred sanctum was total abhacharam  -meaning it was not in consonance with etiquettes of religious rituals one normally associates in such holy and hoary places.

It was deliberate ofcourse ,yet such wantonness s or such an offensive conduct that  was so contrary to established cultural ,social and religious practises, that to in a temple sanctified by visit of azhwars in 8 the cent ad, that its brazenness can be  possible only with direct intervention of politicians who are either

                                       1. shameless Hindu's or                                                                                  2.shameless  atheists or                                                                                                                        3.shameless ones who belonging  to other religions who have scarce respect for Hindu traditions.

Finally It is those archaka's who were shameless to bend .But they are also ordinary mortals and not saints or scholars and like all the rest fear politicians.

However this incident like several before made me wonder that had i belonged to another faith and was in similar situation  viz blogging and provoking without any animus would the politicians dared to order those presiding over the respective religious places of worship to give me a obnoxious treatment when i am visiting such places to derive solace and peace ,that is contrary and offensive against their respective religious practises?

Boarded noon train on to a a ramshackle carriage near the engine that constantly blew its loud horn.After lapse of few hours  had a overwhelming desire to write about T.bill , tour etc and the train slowed down as i fished out my notebook .The constant glares of dime a dozen participants in the crowded  second class carriage and the provocation at the vellarai temple made me want to write and hopefully create some confusion in the last day of the parliament  .

I know that it would be instantly relayed  and the train would be halted till i finished because of my earlier experiences in train travel in recent times.When i wrote in train on return trip from Udipi the train was halted and its contents used even before i landed at Chennai and the same was true on my recent trip from visiting satyagala in Mysore.That was in the splendid isolation of second class ac in fully deserted coaches that had lulled me .
Power lurked at the tip of my fingers.Revenge is sweet and i was terribly tempted to throw a spanner in the political going on's in the par.  1. I could understand Cong's selfish move on bifurcation but not bjp's stand of playing along .They could have stood their ground and brought some amendments to assuage the seemandras. 2.I wanted to expose the crocodile tear being shed by Cong on release of ltte .why did they  deliberately let it happen ?rajiv's own family members were indifferent till now what with his own daughter forgiving etc one of his terrorists/killers and then now blame jj for releasing them.All politics. Beyond my understanding.At a personal level am glad that she nastied cong .she has the political power that i lack to avenge .

I looked around .The carriage was full and a toddler was getting restless.The train was a very long one and was filled to brim with people eager to reach their destination as quickly as possible with dozens of responsibilities as important as the next .This acted as a douche of cold water and made me realise that by being provoked i am squarely falling into the hands of politicians for their selfish goals.Not one of of them is bothered about me or of all those passengers.

If i wrote i would be behaving exactly like them. that of using power only for selfish aggrandisement.In my case the satiated feeling of sweet revenge , clearing of my mind a reprieve from constant prodding by kgb and co and blissful peace.

It would take me hours to write it all out [vomit  out the never ending confessions  spiced with the much looked forward to -imagination]  and the train will halt and halt.and the unsuspecting  passengers will swallow any excuse given by the authorities and wait it out.But by knowing that the delay could be very well because of me i couldn't get myself to be the source of such distress and deceit that all of them would be subject to.

So fought back that well provoked  literally unstoppable urge [result of truth serum or other techniques?].to write and allowed it to trouble my mind till i de boarded.

I am writing all this on 22.2.14 from my flat after reaching it yesterday night.

To fight such tactics to elicit confessions one needs determination . In my case the determination came about because i couldn't put my peace and welfare above 100's of co passengers travelling in that train .My inconvenience and peace of mind was necessary but not at the cost of inconvenience of so many fellow travellers .
They 'll never know my sacrifice but i do and that mattered to me and that made me decide and stick to it. 




 

Sri rangam tour diary -- 21.2.14

Was walking on the longish red tiled terrace of the lodge where we were put up at srirangam in the morning.
A delicious wind .cool and fresh stroked me gently trying to cool the heat of the dusty  and crowded train travel,the smoulderings in my mind caused by non stop harassment's,hostile glares and uncalled for arguments even in the sacred percinints of temples by conniving priests and their conduct that was in direct offence and con tray and insulting to long established normal Hindu practises[of course deliberately stoked by politicos and co to provoke me] and crammed with news specially regarding the Telengana bill as well as the long history of this very ancient temple town and the linkages with my own personal history.

A mango tree ,whose top reached this terrace was in full bloom .Th

e green leaves were over laid with bunches upon bunches of red tendrils ,that bore tiny creamy yellow flowers which spread the tangy aroma of unripe mangoes ,all around.The sun had risen and birds , the usual variety viz parrots, eagles, pigeons, myna's,swallows,cranes and others were flying around ,hopping from one tree to another and some rested on the towering gopuram of sri ranganathars temple.that has  its niche Narayana's calm and reclining posture.

The aazhwars/saint whose hymn that immediately came to my mind was that of Thondaradi podi aazhwar [9 cent ad]who has written heavenly verses in Tamil to awaken Sri ranga from is sleep.

His very first verse  was quite apt to my surroundings,that of the sun rising and nectar dripping from mango flowers with birds having woken up and of kings having reached the temple gates waiting for it to open and male and female elephants trumpeting whilst drums are beaten so that ranga should wake up.

Only that  assembly of kings has been substituted by array of posters and busts of political leaders,Amma glared and gleamed with a victorious smile from a poster at the flag of hand fluttering on a pole across the street whilst periyar's bust installed by dravidian party is immersed in deep studies showing half his form  to ranganathar within whilst Gandhi's  bust installed by his followers from Cong is showing  his entire back in total disrespect to the ancient and sacred deity within !Rama!Whilst the former leader is known only locally the latter is known nationally and internationally.whilst the former was notorious for burning ramayana his followers who have installed that bust have however shown some restraint whilst the latter who was proud of his faith and had often chanted  Rama  nama ,his followers who have installed his bust have shown little restraint or respect. 

The blaring of horns of buses, vehicle and two wheelers ridden by women substituted the trumpeting of elephants ,in the busy road below and the beat of drums from a nearby bereaved home came up loud and clear.

Srirangam -- tour diary of 20.2.14

Had a peaceful darshan.Thank god politics was kept out ,this time around.

As i stood near the steps beyond which was the sanctum ,drinking in the perfect calm repose of Sri Ranganathar  praying for but a fraction of that calm and peace the long list of illustrious predecessors starting from Sri Rama ,who has worshipped this very idol /deity in ayodhya before gifting him to vibeeshana ,aazhwars, acharyas ,and numerous kings and common people[my forefathers also] all standing before this deity and at this very same place in total supplication with various attitudes and may be with similar requests, passed through my mind and endowed on me a feeling of continuity .

Ranga has been a witness to the pain as well  jubilation's and the gratitude of crores of devotees down the centuries..He was himself [that is in his archa form ] subject to untold humiliations in the hands of sectarians as well as from other religionists.

 He had been worshipped by warriors and also sought to be destroyed by warriors..He was also worshipped by saints ,scholars and common folks.

Remarkable , the manner in which he has gone through every phase and has emerged and re emerged mainly due to the resilience and deep faith of his devotees ,without a scratch or stain and continues to radiate the calm unperturbed meditative repose that by itself is very assuring.

It is my knowledge of history that makes me view him thus, but to all those multitudes, ignorant of the various trials and tribulations , he is an important ancient sacred deity like many other deities ,to whom ,one  is  bound by duty and faith  to pay one's  obeisance.

Telengana bill.

At the height of my eve teasing[when i was treated like an adoloscent ,before the verdict of the  assembly elections up north] by ppts , kgb and co, a  Tamil song 'Parkadhe yennai parkadhe '--meaning 'don't see me don't see me' was often played when i answered my phone or was the ringtone of passerby's and was even palyed  on a loud speakers in a mofussil  bus junction, ofcourse intending to shame me .I suppose it was the latest hit  film song which i got to hear the first time since i am totally out of touch with current films .

Today it seems that ppt and co played this song for themselves ashamed of being seen by curious ,eager and censorous eyes  whilst passing the T. bill since none of us outside the parliament got to see  very old  proposition being given a treatment befitting a  juvenile .,[  that is passed  without any debate on the bill nor its passage was shown  on tv...]

I felt sorry for seemandra's.

My view on bifurcation of Andra -pradesh

My very first reaction on hearing about the decision taken to split AP into two was an emotional -No!It can't be!.Having spent my teen years at Hyderabad  and often taking off to Tirupati a seemandra region and native place of my parents  for summer holidays i just couldn't stomach the split.Wasn't Secundrabad and its twin city Hyderbad the cultural capitol of Andra ?Even if other issues are sorted out like water sharing etc how can a blue blooded Andra ever let go off this emotional attachment to this capitol?

If all this reaction was due to the petrification of  my adolescent sentiments and therefore need to over looked hasn't Hyderabad grown exponentially in past decades as one keeps hearing of a latest IT comp being set up as well as all those hi fi educational insti that have come up there?And all this hasn't been replicated elsewhere in AP.

Unlike Bihar , where Ranchi was since Britishers time the summer capitol of that state and boasted of best schools and already had a bench of high court ,i remember visiting it as early as 1990. so Jharkand  had a made  to order capitol already in existence when it split from bihar.So no problems were encountered .

According to me Hyderabad would be the flash point.And that trs leader has made things worse by asking all those hailing from rest of Andra and serving in govt offices to quit Hyderabad like as if this was a partition between two warring countries!

My suggestion for the sake of the people of seemandra troubled by insecurities at the face of  stubbornness of scheming politicians is to declare Hyderabad as a union territory[the 10 year cooling off is no guarantee that a similar capitol will be developed elsewhere and by then hyd would have grown even more and so will never get to be matched!]  .

Resigning of AK

I am glad that he has quit thus saving me from the further agony of watching this nail biting thriller in Delhi non stop for two long months in all news channels be it Eng or hindi.The non stop coverage of aap's antics got on my nerves .
Good riddance to a lot of noise , din and endless debates over him .Hope that hereafter they get out of sight and mind..Am relieved to the core.

Political leanings of my anscestors and their role in my life.Post title

Though i consider myself as my father's daughter,with  a shock i realise that whom all he trusted and liked in political field have all have betrayed me in personal life .[readers do not confuse me with India or citizen--this is about myself]
He liked M. Karunanidhi ,specially his atheism,But it is his minions [may be with his tacit consent] who have been harassing me all along ,without my ever realising or even suspecting even a shriver till few days back.What a trusting fool i have been ! I am living right in the midst of dmk's electorate viz --slum dwellers ,hatchet men and muslims in this 1000 lights area for past 12 years talking loudly and frankly about all sections of society which includes muslims,sc,non brahmins etc without ever once pausing to think that walls have ears and people are not all that broadminded in here [our ill luck we have landed right in the middle of a ib or secret services quarters whiteout ever knowing it till the open attempts were made to scare me after trying out slyly  typical police treatments of breaking my knee then knockimgof my teeth etc] and also blogging and criticising ofcourse only about the lack of a garbage  free environment and general observations regarding lack of civic facilities .

He was card holding member of communist party and life long adherents to its principles but not one with  those with leftist leanings , either in aap or  communist party bothered to at the least inform me if not help me understand as to what was going on around me!

He admired Nehru, and Indira ghandhi greatly .and i am now at the receiving end of her i.g's d-i-l and her grandson's non stop harassment, brainwashing ,crazy experiments in conversion and in revival of my 14 year old animal spirit !

Where as my grandfather's political leanings didn't harm me.Some even expressed solidarity and had a word of encouragement to enable me to face the onslaught when it was leashed covertly that bewildered me.I didn't know as to what hit me not making the political connection.

He was a close friend of babu Rajendraprasad  and Patel and not of Nehru. The educated intellectual rightist s who were proud of their Hindu and cultural heritage.He was fond of vajpayee an young MP, then.I am sure that such rightists are not ashamed of themselves for being one and didn't take part in the ill treatment meted to me and is still being meted out.
He liked MGR and mgr had the greatest regard and respect for him and often sought his counsel on constitutional matters when as a cm he had to tackle the centre.He often visited him in Tirupati where my grand father had retired seeking his advise.It was mgr and not Cong that subsidised his treatment in his last days at Apollo hospitals in Chennai and was also  the only political leader to attend his funeral, Cong leaders couldn't care less.Mgr's disciple j.j.-Amma  sent a posse of policemen when all this started and when i was totally flummoxed  and that gesture was very reassuring.

He hated Indira ghandhi for subverting laws and the constitution he had so painstakingly help draft after agitating for freedom  and sacrificing a lot in the process .For decades my feeling were ambivalent towards Indira .g. or for that matter any political leader and i couldn't understand my grand father's anger and embitterment . But now having directly witnessed such a cavalier behaviour in my personal life,entering it slyly through spy cams ,bugs and controlling my free movement  and continuing in same vein that is disdain for law, constitution etc only now i can understand his rancour. Of having shed sweat and blood for freedom and constitution to see it all thrown to the winds by a family that started dominating the Indian politics  by totally eclipsing several others contributions and dreams.I. g's action specially imposing emergency must have rubbed salt to his wounds as this illusory emergency like set up thrown over me now when i know i haven't broken any law  .So when my sub conscious is opened with those gadgets etc i hate those two and the coterie around them and recently  as well as their dravidian ally dmk.Don't know whether the rage towards them  is  artificially put into me or it is because  i am actually grasping the role of the key players in this shady going ons  though after being worked on it is closed and forgotten unless i write it down .It is a sub conscious rebellion.

People professing my father's intellectual,political leanings, basic beliefs which were all great influence all my life have been disastrous for me whilst  those professing my grand father's leanings though he is very distant in my memory unlike my father who was a pillar of strength through out my life till his death,have not harmed me in the political mess i landed unwittingly.

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Thirupavai-12.

Kanaithilang katruyerrumai kandrikku irangi,
ninaithu mulaivazhiye nindru paal sora ,
ninaithilam serrakkum narselvan thangai!
pani thalai veezha nin vasar kadaipatri,
sinnathinaal thenillangai komanai setra,
manathiku inniyanai paadavum nee vaithiravai!
innithaan yezhundhirai yee thenna perurrakum,
anaithu illadharum arindhe lorembavai.

meaning:

The milk overflowing from yet to be milked buffaloes that are yearning for their calves ,has drenched the house and turned into slush the grounds of a good man whose sister you are!
We are standing out in the open with the cold dew drenching our heads whilst we are singing the praises of one who is very sweet to the heart and who  killed the lord of southern lanka overcome by anger .
Yet you remain dumb.
All the residents have woken up but for you! What is the meaning behind this deep sleep dear young girl?
 

Public preceptions expert.!

I am in the eye of political storm not because of my political ideologies or leanings since none of them are clear cut  and compartamalised but because of my  being the quintessential   public of India .
My grand father , father and my husband had and have clear cut political leanings and i realise after an exhaustive bout  of diary writing yesterday in the solitude of a house to myself and sorting out the haze enveloping me like a blinding blaze kept constantly kindled by   politicos fishing into my ideas directly [those ruling,naturally with their desperation and where withal at their disposal]and others through my writings that includes very much my diary with help of conniving   minions ,i realise that i never had any , only that India should be safe from external aggression and have clean environment, good roads ,uninterrupted supply f water and electricity ,a sizable expendable income and that  children shouldn't be forced into the terribly tension filled useless race to secure high marks and even higher marks to make a mark in life ,that is in pursuit of a comfortable and happy living but enjoy it and get enjoyable jobs with good income ,afford travelling around the country and enjoy leisure in reasonable entertainments ,take pride in getting international acclaim and prizes in sports ,movies, music , literature,science etc as well as pride in keeping up with the achievements of the developed countries like missions to space ,mars and securing a station at Antarctica and so on .

I suppose this ordinary precept ion is what super smart  politicians with their razor sharp intelligence are looking for .Funnily that which is within the grasp of a normal ordinary citizen is not within theirs!
With Internet ,the ordinary perceptions of ordinary citizens are going world wide.And i was caught , trapped and used precisely because of my blogging and now my diary which reveals at times my real perceptions shorn of the super imposed ones .

The fatigue of the nation with lack of even a  speck of patriotism in the ruling party --lack of development coupled with lack of pride in development, pampering of divisiveness, indifference to terrorist acts and soft pedalling them and lack of pride in normal Hindu identity[this was proved by an anchor of ndtv 's sad and obviously disappointed demeanour a couple of months back whilst revealing the statistics that 50% or more % of Indians are centre right and i was soundly thrashed 2 year back for daring to recognise this and say so several years earlier and also for persisting on saying so despite threats,and insults   ]  and deliberately suppressing it to please other communities , and the revelation of unbelievably astronomical corruption figures , was reflected in the Internet blogs and in comments of various blogs and articles of even some of the leading newspapers and mags  that were put online ,as well. Not wanting to offend or hurt this very well educated or well informed or both , the main tide that was flowing, i too went along with them .It was the politicians who were flowing against this'Young tide ' with thier aversion to the net with its free speeech that wasn't scared of authority  and free ventilation of emotions without any political clouring on issues which politicians were capitalising or had a stake on or wanted to be hidden.

Unfortunately i was proved right ,in the rise of Modi and Aap.I say unfortunate because ,from then onwards expectations on my public observations and perceptions has grown tremendously putting too much pressure upon me.Either to tweak it or compulsorily give it.

An open letter to Modi fans.

I am well past the age of hero worshipping and am in a age where i can appreciate perfection and extra ordinary qualities in various mind sets and even in persons having a altogether different mind set from that of mine.Just that facet and not what that individual is or what he or she stands for.So  it is difficult for me to decode this unstinting loyalty that brooks not even a tiny bit of opposition to a person viz modi [though  i am in consonance with his view India first and his emphasis on development ]which reminds me of that which was similarly bestowed on Anna in the height of his campaign against corruption largely by youngsters.
I have a feeling that i have in some way that is by my writings etc have at certain times hurt the feelings of Modi's young followers.Hence i am offering this explanation to those who are willing to listen.

First i am in a abnormal and extraordinary situation.The Intel's with their sophisticated gadgets have parked themselves all around me so as to control my movements, emotions and even thought process.Those who are amazed that such gadgets could ever exist even if you  have read people cookers com [which has given a true list ]and do not believe it or what i am saying just spare a thought as to how human beings sitting 1000's and even  lakhs of kms away in earth are able to control the direction and movements satellites,space crafts in the outer space.The latest being the mangalayan orbiter.Just  a fraction of that stupendous technology is all that is needed by secret services to control human beings in their vicinity. Ultra sonic sounds can make dogs bark, cats to snarl and wake up roosting crows at midnight to caw in fear as well as cause intermittent buzzing sound in my ears whilst going to bed to stir up my brain and emotions to belch out ideas and fury in the daytime.So i am a victim of state's control .

I decided not to go to the state police because of the futility of it all .
1. No doubt the police will act  but i may get trapped in long winding court proceedings for which i have neither patience nor the energy.
2. The reach of this central service is too far and wide to be checked so easily.
3. Just as i had decided in 2012 I'll wait it out even if more and more screws are being put ,till the elections since it is my belief that with a change in govt  in centre i ll be of little use to any politicos and will be discarded immediately as a rag.But if it persists naturally i will approach the state police.

I am giving these lengthy explanation because  if my writings appear to hurt you all  in some way or the other bear it in mind that several of  it is not of my own volition and at various others  the result of deliberate prodding, suggestions, hypnosis etc.

1.I realise that my current role [apart from being the favourite whipping girl of the ruling party]is to provide ideas to shore up A. Kejriwal's --[one who is being projected as the main rival of modi by media pundits and other interested parties] --honest activist image in all probability by Cong  which has become desperate and has lost the big picture[that in the next incumbency  wave whenever that may be they can make a comeback,preferably with a strong Hindu leader at the helm]  and is hell bent as i have realised with my own personal experiences at their hands in keeping bjp in general and modi in particular at bay .

2. I offered my services to bjp here at Chennai as i have become a member of bjpand continue to be one but they are reluctant to make use of it .Probably due to its over confidence coupled with resentment towards me as being instrumental in creation of  aap that cut into its votes at Delhi.
Frankly if my blogging in any way led to the birth of aap party it was purely unintentional.Actually i very much wanted that A .K and co remain as activists or  a pressure group but it was their own inner desire hidden deep within that came out in open after a 10 day fasting  to read the signs and directions they wanted to read in my blog, on those days  and made them enter politics.Remember that when similar pressure was exerted upon me to join a party i withstood it as long as i could ,because my inner most desire wasn't in politics but only a deep commitment to blogging and activism which your hero and idol grasped immediately and let me be.

By the way i was eager to go to villages to collect iron and soil for Patel's statue and museum and i would have given a nice write up backed by photos and video and would have blogged it.My viewers across the world would have read it which could have been an good advertisement for Modi .But the invitation never came though i visited the bjp office twice as  am still its member[though the brush off was obvious and having forgotten of being used as' middle class preception' in foreign policy either  to turf out some of the compromised political elite or purely for upholding india's meagre and nearly non existent prestige abroad or for both ,much against my will ,i concluded that the frosty reception was due to my role in aap politics hence this long clarification]   and i am not all that energetic and pushy to stubbornly insist on being taken to those tours.[ Tamilnadu.]
In conclusion ,dear young fans of Namo kindly bear it mind that i am also being exploited to throw a spanner in the works of  modi campaign and it is humanly impossible not to succumb to such sustained stealthy pressures that i try hard not to .So please be on guard.And remember that i did want to build up your idols image [tiny tho'] in my own way.

Thirupavai-11

Katruk karavai kannangal pala katradhu
setrrar thiralazhiya sendru seruseiyum
kutram ondrum illadha kovalartham porkodia!
putraar valgul punmaiyile!podharai
sutran thozhimaar yellarum vandhunin,
mutram pugudhu mugilvannan perpada
sitradhe pesadhe selvapendatti nee,
yetru urangum porule lorembavai

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O golden tendril of the blameless cow herding clan whose livelihood is from gentle milch cows ,who are also so very courageous that they will defeat their enemies in their own den,
You are blessed with femininity coupled with prosperity and beauty that is comparable to that of a peacock living in glens and that of the hood of a cobra  living in a ant hill,
Awake and arise!
We ,your relatives and friends have collected at front of your house and are singing the sacred names of Bhagwan bearing the hue of rain bearing clouds ,
What is the purpose behind your slumber, which is bereft of movements and speech?