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3. Mahabharatham is a epic forgery

Mahabharatham you known might be a struggle between cousins for the throne of Hasthinapuri. It was written by Vyasa maharshi in Sanskrit. What I confirm is that this form of mahabharatham is a biggest perjury that ever done to my people.

Mahabharatha story was truly happened at the southern most part of Tamilakam about 5000 years ago during iron age. The battle between newly emerging agrarian community (pallar or pandiyar) of marutham thinai in the present Tirunelveli region at the banks of tamiraibarani river and the mountain community (kurava) of kurinji thinai in the present Idukki, Kottayam, Alappuzha, Pathanamthitta and kollam districts of kerala.

Sangam literature mentioned that the paddy cultivation is started in Tirunelveli region about 5000 years ago in contemporary of mahabharatham. The name ‘Tirunelveli’ itself is a proof of vast paddy (nellu) cultivation in this region. As a newly formed paddy fields at the midst of forest, it has to be protected by a fence (veli) to prevent the crops away from animals. So this place is named as ‘Nelveli’ meaning ‘protected paddy field’. When the pandiyar moved to marutham thinai of Tirunelveli, they started destroying forest to do protected farming. Since forests are the only food resources for kuravar, they strongly opposes pandiyars. Hungry kuravas often disclose their hostility by destroying agricultural fields.

The idayar of mullai thinai had multiple thoughts regarding this hurdle. Goat domesticated konar stood with kuravar because they also lose their pasturing vegetation. The goat they domesticated eat bushes and tree leaves only and not suitable for agriculture allied purposes. The lord Krishna and his ayar people are supported pandiyar. Their cows and bulls can be extensively used for farming from land preparation to transportation. Also straws of plants served as food for them. Although it was a gain gain situation for them, Krishna practice all diplomacy to avoid a possible conflict. Thus there exists tremendous conflict of interests in which each group has their own justification in supporting or resisting agriculture.

This pandiyar and kuravar are denoted as pandavar and kauravar in vyasa’s sanskrit mahabharatham. The hundred kauravars were the hundred regional leaders of kurinji mentioned as ‘Chera kings’ in sangam litetature. Five pandavas were the five agricultural leaders of marutham mentioned as ‘Pandya kings’. Since agriculture is only started in that time, the kin strength of kuravars clans were very strong compared to pandiyars.

Vyasa’s portrayal of characters was utter shameless. He not only distorted actual history, he encrypted every characters with super vulgarity.

The Panchali is portrayed as almost a slut sharing five husbands out of spill of tongue. To tell the truth Panchali is the agricultural land in the hand of five pandiyars who shared them equally. In tamil mahabaratham Panchali is named as patchai amma, godess of present meenakshi amman temple Madurai (Pandiya capital). In effect by sanskritization, they wanted to bring shame to Tamil goddess.

Among the pandiyars, Arjunan was expert in quickly firing forests to farmlands. He chooses a elevated point to bow fire arrows to form a circular fire. His archery is named as ‘kandeepam’ because of the use deepams (fire arrow) to fire kanam (forest). This use of kandeepam to get farm lands is contempt to panchali swayamvaram by Vyasa. He shamelessly conjoined sharing of this farm land as sharing wife between them.

Dronacharaya is a dignitary wizard in Tamil history. He is a technocrat specialized in archery weaponries and a guru of martial arts. The title aasaari is used by early Tamils as to define technocrat. He run a gurukulam from which all the pandiyars expertise in their specialisation. In order to dishonour him, they dribbled that he is born when Barathwaja muni produced semen involuntary out of excitement, while he gazing at naked Gritachi bathing in ganga river. He then captured semen in drona (vessel) and hence Dronacharya was born. Isn’t a idiotic nonsense?

Aaseevaga Taiman (agasthiyamalai)

Ashwatthama was a imaginary character demonstrated as a darling son of Dronacharya who born with gem on his forehead that protected him from hunger, thirst and fatigue. Ashwatthama symbolize ‘Aasivaga Taiman’ (mother land of aasevagam), a hermitage where Agastya muni offered gurukula education to Tamils as per sangam litetature. Dronacharya get his education from this same hermitage. This hermitage was later demolished Sakuni at the peak of war. Their ultimate intension was to defame siddhar peedam by matching aasevaga concept of Tamils to the ugly repulsive soul of Ashwattama who starve and mooch under the earth without liberation.

Karnan who said to be born with kavacha kundals is a symbol of the goat herding konars who voluntarily joined kuravars. The forest firing Arjunan was an arch rivel of karnan was also enemy of konars. Karna encouraged disrobing of Panchali is konars encouraging destroying of cultivated crop. This destruction of one paddy field (made by destroying subadra forest) is connected to slaying of Abhimanyu. The Naga asthiram of Karnan represent the fighter goat battalion of konars. Horn and wattles of the goats equals kavajam (protection armament) and kundalam (men’s earring).

Konar goats with horn and wattles

Vedha Vyasa deleted the identity of Sakuni from us on purpose. Because Sakuni was a Jew. It is believed that Tamils traded amber, gold, diamond, iron etc with Slovaks and Jews 5000 years ago. The Lakshagriha (house of wax) mentioned in the Sanskrit was made of amber. The Tamil word for amber is kaandaram. Thus Gaandari of mahabharatha symbolise amber. Brother of Gaandari – Sakuni is actually a trader this amber, who will definitely a Jew. Sankuni always wear black and Jews wear black only. Jews of those days were the warmongers who use their cunningness to exploit others wealth. Mahabharatha war was resulted after the cunningness of Sakuni, uses the friction between kuravars and pandiyars to subdue their prosperous agricultural lands. Tamil word for Jews is Yudha. In fact the Tamil word for cunning is yukthi is named after Jews (yudha – yuktha – yukthi). The Tamil word for war is yuddham (yudha – yuddham) is also named after Jews.

In protection of Sakuni, Vyasa manipulated Krishna. Krishna was also a political strategist that was very convenient for them to politically poison people minds in the name of Krishna. They simply put their words in Krishna’s mouth. They introduced hierarchical society underlined by their varna concept and called Bagvat geeta.

Let us decode the tamil names from sanskrit characters,

  • Thridarashtrar – Thiru Drashtan – Drattan – Thirattan (one who assemble people)
  • Duryodhanan – Suyodhaman – So Oodhanan (preacher of justice)
  • Durchadhanan – Suchadanan – So Sadhanan (preacher of accomplishment)
  • Sakuni- Samguni – Sam Kuni (to drop head)
  • Krishanan – Krithinan – Karuthinan (man of ideas)
  • Dharman – Tharu maan (giving man)
  • Panjali – Painjali – Ainjali – Ainju Alai (five farmland)
  • Bheeman – Vee Maan (Heavy man)
  • Gatolkajan – Kadam Gajam (mountain like elephant)
  • Sahadevan – Saham Devan (observer of cosmos)
  • Bheeshmar – Veeshmar – Vee Samar (great war)
  • Kunti – kunthai (womb)
  • Drishtadyumnan – Drishi Dyuman – Theerrutti Thooyman – Thee Urutti Thooya Mannu (purified ore under forging – sword fighter)
  • Arjunan – Aracchun – Aram Achu (bow and arrow fighter)
  • Ekalavyan – Eka Kalaivan (eminent performer single art)
  • Karnan – Karam man (possessor of hand – philanthropist)
  • Dronachariya – Trenaasaaria – Tharayin aasari (technocrat of plain land)
  • Kripachariya – kiriaasaria – giri aasari (technocrat of mountains)

We have done etymology of some of the characters of mahabaratham who they copied to Sanskrit. We can do this to all characters. Even though they changed name while copying we can decode it by strict observation, because Tamil was the underlying linguistic base of all Indian languages including Sanskrit. Tamil culture is the root culture for all cultures, good or bad, evolved due to subsequent habitualization to new environment.

Now I will show you some real evidences to prove that mahabharatham is a belongs to Tamil culture.

The Poruvazhy Peruviruthy Malanada temple of Kollam district was the only for temple for Duryodhana in India. In place of Sreekovil and deity we could see only a raised platform called ‘Althara’ or ‘Mandapam’. In the absence of an idol, devotees submit themselves to a divine power through a mental process of ‘Sankalpam’. The absence of idol itself prove that it is very older than any other temples in Kerala.

More importantly, only members of kurava community is considered as poojaris. Still now there are hundred similar malanadu temples like pavithreswaram malanada (sakuni), Kunniradath malanada temple (Ducchala), Yennaseri malanada (Durchadhanan) are active with in Kollam, Pathanamthitta, Kottayam, Alappuzha districts of Kerala with altara worship only.

The ‘Nooranadu’ of Pathanamthitta is believed to be the place at which first assembly of this hundred leaders conducted. The Pahuthesvaram in Kollam is where all the weapons for Kuravars were manufactured. Pahutheesvaram stands for pahu × eeswaram meaning division of ore or smelting place in Tamil. Kollam is named after rich population kollar (Black smith) in this region. Remains of large amount molten iron and ingots were excavated from Kollam is proof that it served as the weapon factory of kuravas during the war time.

The war between kuravars and pandiyars hit on in Adichanalloor (near pandya capital Korkai), Tirunelveli. This was a large grave yard covering more than 114 acres excavated by archeological survey of India. Numerous number of skeletons were found buried in earthen urns along with iron weapons, swords, knives and hatchets.

Buriers of earthen urns in Adichanalloor

Tamil mahabharatham was existing as a strong proof of Tamil culture and history, Sanskrit mahabharatham was created only with the purpose of distorting the true history of Tamils. They have multiple gains starting from imposing Sanskrit to Tamils. They bhraminise pandavas and kauravas to falsely establish themselves as very ancient community of India. They use the corrupted version to achieve political dominance over Tamils. They purposefully mutilate Tamil epic by adding disgraceful finger prints of gambling, sexual perversion, varna system, manusmrithi, kshatriya dharma and many more nookie things.

Hundred babies for single women, Full grown baby my mantras, babies from fire-water-sky, created cities within single mantras, one getting hundred verities of weapons out of mantras, multiple hands multiple heads, plucking mountains, chasing sun and many more. This concept can only sprout from sick minds. Veda Vyasa use thousands kinds of sick stories and imaginary characters like Drupathan, Draupathi, Kunti, Sigandi, Ekalavyan, Bheeshman, Drishtadyumnan, Aswathmavu, Abhimanyu etc to exapand 10000 vesrses of original Tamil epic to 100000 verses of Sanskrit copy of coded messages with multiple agenda.

But what made Vyasa to mutate Tamil history? For whom? For Jews???


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2. It is Clan and Forefather, not Caste and God

The greatest teachers who have ever lived have told us the natural laws of the universe that guide ourselves by infinite power. I wish to start the inside story from the great teachers – Prehistoric Tamils. When I say Tamil, don’t look for tamilnadu2020map.jpg, you should imagine few thousand clans of primitive population who lived in a landmass that cover deccan plateau, western ghats, eastern ghats with satpura mountains at the top and Srilanka at the other end guarded by three prosperous oceans.

The Tamil people are earlier mentioned in history as  parayar (who can talk) or nagar (who use tongue) because they are the first one in humankind who uses their tongue to develop a kind of verbal language. This early Tamil foragers are also named as kuravar means wisdom in Tamil. The Tamils divided their Tamil land into five modes or thinai.

  • Kurinji : mountainous region
  • Mullai : forests and grassland
  • Marutham : cropland
  • Neithal : seashore
  • Paalai : desert

The first Tamils are lived in kurinji thinai who lived by hunting and gathering food. The mountain caves give them safety from wild animals. They gather food from forests and return to the mountains. The lord Shiva is mentioned as a primitive Tamil (kuravar or vedan) in sangam literature. Shiva is regarded as the first human to attain enlightenment. Shiva  guide the entire Tamils to the new life of meditation. Till then, life is only a mere survival among them. Shiva  schooled them to sit quietly and listen to the inside voice and  tell his people, god is the inside voice. The third eye of Shiva symbolise his genius in meditation. Later, kuravs worshiped Shiva’lingam’ not as a god, but as their ancestor. Shiva in Lingam form represent procreation. Tamils believe themselves as a result of this procreation. They consider procreation as a divine thing.

                      After a point of time, with the increase in population,  the availability of food in forest started to decline. So a part of parayar gradually come down to forests and started domesticating animals and plants. They begin gardening of easily grown vegetables and tubers. The man domesticated goat are termed as konar, cow as ayer and Buffalo as koyar. In order to protect their animals these groups decided to settle in grasslands and forest. So a new group of cultural peoples other than kuravars started to develop in mullai thinai. These new people are commonly referred as idayar.

The lord Krishna was the great leader of ayar. Krishna own 16100 cows of his own. Krishna is a intellect who teaches his people the discipline of mind and spiritual union. The life of idayar need great level of cooperation, Krishna give lessons to people to practice love, compassion and humility. Later, the idayar worshiped Krishna in the name of mayon meaning creator of illusion. They believed the harmony among idayar are magically created by Krishna through love physically non existing love and compassion.

                    Then after a period of years, the spread of contagious diseases among animals and lack of proper food storage systems again resulted in food security problems. By closely watching the nature, they note that the grain cereals can be stored for long period of time. So a part of idayr gradually moved to extensive farming. The human body is not made to fit for farming. So these people need long hours of hard work from  land preparation to irrigation to harvesting.  In protection of their crops, they started settled in farmlands. So a new culture started developing in marutham thinai and they are referred as pallar or mallar. These people worshiped Lord Indra in the name of Vendon. Vendon is the god of sun, rain, thunder, lightning and river.

Lord Muruga is a great leader of pallar. The ‘murukk’ in his name means  rigid; represents his rigid muscular body he build in field. Sangam literature mentioned Murugan as the first king of Tamils. Murugan is considered as protector of humanity. He is worshiped as a  commander who protected Tamils  from all evil forces in space, sea and land. The rooster flag  represent his excellence in martial arts. Sharp vel in his hand symbolise his wisdom.

                    The early Tamils also worship Lord Vinayaka as pillayar. Apart from other god, Vinayaka is not our Forefather, but its a concept of  praising all unknown ancestors. Tamils saw elephant as the most wise animal. They admire elephants, because they are the navigators for them in dense forests. By simply following elephants they found out water bodies. Tamils adored elephants because of the habit of every elephant to die only at their place of birth. Wherever they go, elephants eventually return to their graveyard at the time of death. Along their path, elephants are seemed to spend long hours near the remnants of their ancestors. Greatly inspired by this, early Tamils worshiped pillayar as a symbol of unknown ancestors. People in Tamil society still continue worshiping Vinayaka at first in every rituals and at the start of new ventures to represent the presence of ancestors.

                   The pallar and mallar of marutham are later known as pandiyarkal. Then as a result of the sedentary life and need of man power in the farming fields the population of pallar started growing. With the invention of wheel and metals, nucleated settlements are developed. The invention of counting and calendar initiated exchange and small distance trade. This give rise to the small village systems with complex social setup. People started to resettle from pure farming to farming related crafts. This is the basis for evolution of ‘pathinen kudial’ in Tamil society.

The kudi denotes various clans in  Tamil land. In general a clan is a combination of few lineages who are ultimately traced from the same mythical ancestor. The name given to clan may be of a human or human like animal, plant or even in animate.
Kudiyan, paanan, parayan, kadamban are tamil kudi purely engaged in farmland. Kaikolar or muthaliyar are weaving cloths. Thachar, kammalar are wood workers or carpenters. Kollar make metal weapons and tools. Thattar are gold workers make ornaments. Kannar are bronze workers. Chettiar or nagarathar are trade peoples. Maruthuvar, navithar are physicians. Kuyavar make potteries. Vannar are laundry peoples. Maravar or mukkulathor, udayar are warriors. Paanar are  singers. Nadars are tree climbers etc

    It was quite a genuine process that people separate themselves from each other in order to have a social security. The social competition for one man’s service reduces since there is only his clan people are available for doing it. Also these clans are interrelated, no clan can survive without the support of other clans. This functional democracy improve social and political life of Tamils. The supreme quality of tamil kudikal are their cultural pluralism. A person who born in any kudi can learn the craft of another kudi and can adopt that kudi title. That is, there is no sign of any social inequality among Tamils.

                     Then who created the present hierarchy among us? The high and low? Jaati matham? SC OBC OEC?
Who made us believing in god coming from the sky? Why we walk behind the sacred untouchable threaded advocates of so called god? How did my forefather become a sky-god and my kudi become a caste?
Where is my kaavu?
Where is my Nagam?
Where is my mooppan?


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1. Prologue

Let me tell you a small story. Once I had a very happy and helthy family. Everyone are so blissful and satisfied. We had a nice home there at the centre of boundless farming fields where we used to sleep peacefully. We always honour our wind and water. We often greeted our fellow animals, spend our sunsets with them. We celebrate over rainbows. One thing that passed down through ages is our belief that creation is our mother and her descendants have same rule of living.

One day, one man who toiled under thousand years in the glaciation of polar mountains and another thousands of  years in the hot dry arid deserts has come to my home. We gave him food, we gave him cloths, we gave him our cot to sleep. Thus he slowly become one among us. But we do not want him to live by tolerating our beliefs and morals, so the man and his folk had given some of our land, now they can live a life of their own. After all we believe nothing in the nature is mine, but ours.

In another day, the man come to me and politely said ” the way you look, the way you eat, the way you laugh, the way you cry, the way you think, the way you live, the way you pray, the way you born, the way you die, the way… are so polluted “. I don’t know why he said that, but for me, he always seemed to be a wise man. So I said nothing.

Next day the man decided to detoxify us without our regard. I don’t know how to defend him. This is a strange thing for us and we gave up even  without a brawl. Then the days hit hard and hard on us. Firstly throw my god into trash, then ranked us in their kind of way, they change our names, they threaten our women, they stolen everything from us and we’re starved under the hot sun.

But still there’s a magnificent thing about us, we realise who we are, we protest, we wake up!

“Your current reality or current life is a result of the thoughts you have been thinking. All of your life will change as you begin to change your thoughts and feelings. This is a story of the power of untold right thoughts upon which I wake up.


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To the shortest thing in my life

I’m being the best smarterrichersexier and popular than rest of human beings. Spending all my life in a wonderfully fulfilling job that save my planet one day. Being such a complex man is amazing. Life becomes selfie-ready to bang all the day. But’…

To generalise is to be an idiot I can’t even think of affording a smile right now haha!

Because you need a dream.. a plan.. work hard and most importantly money or right that people around you. Or you will ended up like me or that one looking in the garbage for food…..

Their world is organised, it’s own meeting places, customs and traditions, their libidinous lust! Yes, I don’t have goals. I don’t have talents. I don’t have things to be happy. Yet.. I wake up every day?

I survived halfway between being here and gone. I settle for the thought of calling her on the phone. Her melancholic smile…

She is not in the rainbow, she is not in the rain. She claimed to love the poets with her eyes passion bright. But I never speak lightly to her. My words never support her thesis. And… on my worst days “I am a poet!”


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She hide my sky in her eyes. She seemed like a friend, sometimes more than a friend until I thought about the pain if something went wrong.

Stay. Was all I really wanted to say…

She walks in beauty as night
All the best for the dark and bright
Meet her in the aspect of her eyes.


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An Alt-Ant

I saw an ant. He is sitting on my nose. So unlawful. And.. just a title before I kill him, I think about his life, family and his rule of living..

May be he is a family man, love to travel, love to be home. He may loved everyone. But’ what if he is an orphan??

May be he can play a little violin, he may wrote poems. A charcoal artist. But’ what if they call him “dump”??

May be hundred times he’ve been interviewed, still jobless. Empty pockets. But’ what if he still think of ruling the world??

May be he is an introvert, he may find his dream girl in the real world. Her endless love. But’ what if he is broken??

May be he said ” I’m broken” and wished someone to hear him. But’ what if no one loved him??

May be he had friends. A smiling friend, a loyal friend, another friend. A sister. But’ what if he is in the second stage of PTSD??

And why do he come to me?

May be he want to know the story behind my tattoo. My story? But’ what if he came to know that??

Damn.. I killed him.


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God Online

I walked to my door.

I find it so impossible to understand the gravity of his age.

My surname was burning unbroken in his voice.

His dreadful potential sound is hurting everything around me.

I pendulate between mania and depression, opened the door.

A Salesman !!

And I bought a ripe phase of the word Isifo

Miranda #4

“I miss her. Mostly I miss my broken heart. Everyday, It’s another morning, sun came out, it’s the usual, no sweet words, no kisses. I won’t know.. what she is going through now. I guess.. I never know!

I stop looking for her in other girls, i can promise you it will never happen again. Still… I… I..” With the wetness on my cheeks i can touch my pain.

“Have you ever cried?” I smiled at her.

“I find good witches and bad witches. But’ I must confess most of the witches i have ever loved were respectable, indeed, kind with their actions. I almost cried.. because of them, but then only i remember how expensive my mascara is!!” She show me how sincere and careful one could be with her words.

Then she started singing a hunting song, tunelessly. And I’m about to sink in to each letters of her…

We were all

So damn lost

So damn blind

All looking for meaning

They will never never find.

I know, a young girl

In a small town

All she think about is

To get on a plane

Out of this hell.

How many times…

You sad and still smiled.

How many times…

You toil to feel the cold rain.

How many times…

You couldn’t look to a eye.

How many times…

You hated goodbyes

How many times…

You were dead.

How many times…

If you could do it again

I would gladly make

My same choices again.

And if I did, would

You still have left?

No regrets?

I stood as still as statue

Stared through the window

Thousand stars sinking

Eyes glowing in moonlight.

I whisper…

How could you gone;

When I needed you most.

Feel your love.. a love –

Stronger than time.

I feel like mis-alligned all my answers, and noticed when she got that last question for me. “Are you hoping?” She said. It is unanswerable. Answer is inside, reflected in the silence.

She laugh out loud. She laugh out again. Hugged me tightly. She then kissed on my chest.

“Hey dooli, Your redneck Airbus… This is his car shop” She pointed a car shed right behind me.

“Mm” I rumbled.

She pushed me in to the shed with all her muscle power and started walking. Not even a goodbye!

“I’m going back today” I never said. May be she never cares.

I wouldn’t wait for her to off my site. I walked in to the shed, never turned back. Somehow she cultivated a bohemian me.

I saw a girl. The way she moved, changed the way I see the world.


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