Friday, January 27, 2012

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Cry of Shadows - Chapter 8

“Good to see you Jean”, RAW chief was waiting for the trio inside a temporary discussion room created inside the villa.

“We are having a secured Video Conference with your bosses in France”. “This line is completely protected and secured. You three will be taking up this assignment without much of local force support. It is a diplomatic issue, so kindly consider its importance and don’t take anything light. It will cost you”, Chief continued.

They walked into a video conferencing facility. That’s an amazing room, but what surprised him more was it was a complete 3D video conferencing. It is exactly the same way you discuss across the desk and that even without glasses.

“Bonjour Chief”, Jean smiled.

“Don’t feel great Jean, I saw your tweet today. I told you that there should be no location specific tweets. I think it might have made the damage but I warn you. Don’t do that again”

“Sure Chief”

By the time, all of them entered into the room. “Good Morning Gentlemen”

“Good Morning”, they replied.

“I am here to explain one among the most adventurous and secret mission which we do with the support of Indian government”

They were all eagerly waiting for the next statement.

“Recently there had been strange things happening in our countries diplomat community. Many were brutally murdered and French Police don’t even have a clue how this is happening. But later investigations pointed to few common points on each murder. All of them were killed exactly at their birth time. During the investigation we accidently found this strange coincidence, a black magic technique performed in India called “Shadow Killing” were opponents are killed during their birth time. But the strange thing is that the killer needs to be physically present to kill the opponent even through Shadows.

We checked the flight chart to confirm any particular person coming during these days to France. There were quiet a few flights coming from Bangalore, Chennai flying to France and Frankfurt daily and that is nothing less than impossible to catch the killer from this information and we are also not sure if the killer is already inside France.

Though we expected nothing, we posted a special surveillance on the flights coming from India. But to our luck, we found a sharp iron metal carried by the Pilot of Air France from Bangalore and a local guy received it and transferred it to someone in Paris. When we questioned both of them, they knew nothing than a phone call which they received along with some money and this metal. In Paris too, this guy don’t know anything more than a garbage bin where he was asked to keep the parcel. He used to receive the money from the pilot and the pilot is paid in India.

“I have a question, why was Jean asked to come to Kerala. This particular thing could be executed by anyone in India. And you said the pilot got the parcel from Bangalore, the culprit might be in Bangalore or anywhere in India”

 “That’s a good question; we traced all the calls received by the pilot. He was tried to contact from several numbers in Kerala.”

“We need to start from Zero. We need to start somewhere. That’s why we send Jean to Kerala. Let’s start from here. In all these discussions one person was left blank on why he was chosen.”
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Cry of Shadows - Chapter 7

Moopan seemed visibly upset. They have never seen him sad before. Even during the brutality forest rangers engulfed them, Moopan stood strong with his people. He arranged separate security for his tribe members. He had an intelligence system of his own. They informed him about the raids for Ghanja plantations, but most of these raids were merely a gimmick for the Media and people in urban area. During these raids his people were tortured ruthlessly as if to identify the source.

Nariyan reached SahyaMudi late evening. Sun was about to set, he was running all the way from the dense forest of Akaleyan. As soon as he reached he went to Moopan.

“Akaleyan disagreed to our request. He wants the virgin girl to reach his place for Amavasya”

“No….” Moopans voice echoed in the forest. “He will have to pay for his mistakes, but we are helpless. He will destroy our entire community. I wish he accept me, I am happy to be killed for my people”

Moopans voice was quiet broken. No way could he continue his words, tears rolled out of his eyes. People around him felt as if the land beneath their foot is eroded. He was the source of inspiration for all of them. They thought he will bring a ray of hope.

 Oldest among the community walked forward. “ I am with you Mooppa”.

“I will send my child to him to save my people. I am sure, one day Akaleyan will lose his powers in front of us, but I am scared how many lives he will take to enjoy the privileges he acquire by doing these actions to the deity”

“No, why you should be the first one, Let our deity decide who need to go to Akaleyan tomorrow” Moopan walked towards a small banyan tree.

There was a small idol which was carved with strange symbols. Rest of the idol was covered with a Red Silk. The smoke from incense stick and lights around made the atmosphere sacred but it was visually scary. He took few banyan leaves and marked something in it with the mixture of soot and oil. He shuffled each banyan leaf and placed in front of the deity. He called a small kid to take a leaf.

He took the leaf and read it out, “Chenna, it’s your daughter’s turn. I am sorry”. Chennan felt as he was hit by a lightning. His daughter already fainted. Few women helped her to be carried out into the house. In the chaos no one noticed those few drops of tears which rolled out of a pair of eyes.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

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Lyrics Ishq Sufiyana - Song of the Week

Rab Ki Qawali Hai Ishq Koi
Dil Ki Diwani Hai Ishq Koi
Mehki Si Pyali Hai Ishq Koi
Subha Ki Lali Hai Ishq

Girta Sa Jharna Hai Ishq Koi
Uth Ta Sa Kalma Hai Ishq Koi
Saanson Me Lipa Hai Ishq Koi
Ankho Me Dikhta Hai Ishq

Mere Dil Ko Tu Jaan Se Juda Karde
Yun Bas Tu Mujhko Fanah Karde
Mera Haal Tu Meri Chaal Tu
Bas Karde Ashikana
Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana
(2)

Rab Ki Qawali Hai Ishq Koi
Dil Ki Diwani Hai Ishq Koi
Mehki Si Pyali Hai Ishq Koi
Subha Ki Lali Hai Ishq

Sochu Tujhe Toh Hai Subha...
Sochu Tujhe Toh Shaam Hai.
Hooo... Manzilo Pe Ab To Meri...
Ek Hi Tera Naam Hai.
Teri Aag Me Hi Jalti Koyele Se Hira Banke
Khwabo Se Aage Chalke Hai Tujhe Batana.
Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana.
(2)

Sath Sath Chalte Chalte Hath Chhut Jayenge
Aisi Raho Me Milo Naa...
Baate Bate Karte Karte Raat Kat Jayegi
Aisi Raaton Me Milo Naa...

Kya Hum Hai Kya Rab Hai
Jaha Tu Hai Wahi Sab Hai
Tere Labh Mile Mere Labh Khile
Ab Dur Kya Hai Jana...

Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana
(2)

Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana
(2)

Rab Ki Qawali Hai Ishq Koi
Dil Ki Diwani Hai Ishq Koi
Mehki Si Pyali Hai Ishq Koi
Subha Ki Lali Hai Ishq

Mere Dil Ko Tu Jaan Se Juda Karde
Yun Bas Tu Mujhko Fanah Karde
Mera Haal Tu Meri Chaal Tu
Bas Karde Ashikana
Tere Waste Mera Ishq Sufiyana,mera Ishq Sufiyana, Mera Ishq Sufiyana
(2)

Monday, December 05, 2011

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Marikkum smrithikal - Poem on Hope

Suryane chumbicha ekanthatha
en thozhanay maridumpol
Ormakal ennullil vingalay evideyo
tharattu padidunnu

Paksham karinjora pakshi kanakke
en hrithadam pidachirinnu
Oro ravum pakalum ennullil kevalam
mathrakalayirunnu

Unarum nyan e charathil ninnu
oru phoneix paravaye pole
Ulakathe vellum nyan e tholviyil ninnum
orayiram padangal ulkondu.

Sunday, December 04, 2011

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Kollemcode

I have listed all my posts related to my village Kollemcode, Kollemcode Temple in this post.


Kollemcode Devi Manthra
Year end trip to kollemcode
Malayalam poem on my village
Thookam - 2008

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