Poem by Niem”ller

First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the Communists
and I did not speak out because I was not a Communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left to speak out for me.

Terrorists and the world

Whenever there is a terrorist strike, the whole world wakes up and calls to banish the terrorists using all the available means. Some even goes to the extent of creating imaginary actions against the terrorists. Also wherever there is a terrorist attack either Saudi Arabian Citizens or Pakistani citizens are named without any hesitation. Statistics also proves that these two countries are exporting terrorists across the globe. More than 75% of the terrorists operating in Iraq and Afghanistan are from Saudi Arabia and Pakistan. The ordinary citizens are not to be blamed as these terrorists were created and funded by the state machinery simply to stick on to power infinitely. Religious zealots also play a key role. Quoting religious texts and history, many young folks are indoctrinated into violence. Most of these terrorist infested nations are still harboring dictatorship. Bad governance added with poor economic situation forces many towards a lucrative terrorist role. It’s a quick way of making money in the name of a “Cause.” Burning problems like Palestine, Iraq and Afghanistan help the terrorists groups to indoctrinate and recruit more and more. The young and educated mobs are lured for ideology using these failed states.

The western world has utilized the terrorists and Muslim dictators at its convenience. The English and Americans in particular have never ceased an opportunity to hold hands with the terrorists if it benefited them. Iraq, Iran, Palestine, Afghanistan and Pakistan were continuously misused by the western powers for their self interest in the region. These Asian countries never wanted to give better governance and civil rights for its people but were busy working out the order from US and EU.

The recent Mumbai attack has thrown light on the new face of terrorism in India. There may be several reasons and outside influence on this attack but what is important for India is to assess the internal issues burning in the main land.

State sponsored genocide in Gujarat and Orissa has created mistrust among Indians. The media gave more coverage to the Mumbai terrorist attack than the state sponsored mass killings in the Right wing ruled Gujarat and Orissa. The media is biased and a profit making organization. It only bothers those who can afford to buy its advertisement products, which are middle class Indians. Non residing Indian organizations in the US & UK have been found to be sponsoring Hindu terrorism & human rights violation in India. U S & UK must take morale responsibility in banning such Hindu organizations in its soil by showing the world that it is not biased towards Muslims. This form of terrorism is extremely dangerous for India as a country to stay united. Unless and until the Indian leadership guarantees equality, safety and security for its citizens, such terrorist activities will go unabated. India has to do more on the home front rather than only taking action across the border. The solution equally lies within its own borders.

Tamil Politics

One of the worst and the most notorious politics in the world is run by the Tamils in the main land. While the Island Tamil brethren is shedding blood to regain his self respect and basic human rights, the main land senior politicians are working hard to ensure that their children and grand children are amazing wealth for generations. There is no botheration for the state dwellers whether its electricity, civil supplies or agriculture. As long as Tamils are least bothered about better governance, no politician will guarantee them their welfare. After all people get what they deserve and leaders are not exceptions. Unless and until the Tamil mentality improves, they are never going to get a better political system and good governance.

The Tamil Nadu chief minister is extremely busy confronting his grand children and other family members. So he hardly has time for the state affairs. Meanwhile the opposition leader as usual is busy giving offerings to religious establishments and resting in hilly terrains. The alternatives are either alcohol addicts or filmy folks who would like to take politics as a viable option to multiply their fortunes.
Above all almost all the political party has a TV channel to keep the Tamil folks in complete addiction of “Soaps” “Tamil cinema, songs and vulgar dance programmes”


We for sure cannot expect such people to ensure civil liberty and better governance. Unless and otherwise the Tamils awake and rise against such atrocities against them as well as understand that they are used as a pawn by the politicians, for sure Tamils will live in Slavery of a different kind.

Fancy dress competition

It was in the cold Margazhi(December), my self and my sister were busy spinning the coconut leaves under the shade of the neem tree. The pleasant weather and fragrance from the jasmine flowers were filling the air. The All India Radio, Thirunelveli was broadcasting the famous Kaanada based song Alaipayuthey. I was busy with my work and looked preoccupied. My sister could not understand why I was so deep in my thoughts and my spinning has turned very slow. She looked at my face and asked me why I’m looking so monotonous.



I did not answer her immediately. I was soaked in my thoughts and I could not answer any one. Now and then my target of spinning 15 leaves before lunch was horrifying me. I was scared about the punishment from mom. My sister was concerned and took the long coconut leaf and hit me gently. I looked at her as though rising from a deep sleep. Again she asked me why I am looking worried. I told her about the “Fancy dress competition” and how my class teacher is particular about me joining the chosen few in the class. I was not interested in the competition as it will cost for the costume and damn sure mom will not allow me to participate. Most of my sixth standard class mates were rich and I’m sure their parents are going to shell out a fortune for their wards. I’m not going to stand a chance in the competition.My sister joined my worries now. She was seriously thinking to help me in one way or the other. Meanwhile couple of friends joined us in the morning work and we all started discussing the topic. Finally one personality was chosen and I was to dress like that iconic figure. The costume has to be simple and we can’t afford to buy anything new. With whatever we have, we have to manage the show.



The D day came and we assembled in the green room. Our costume was very simple; A towel with a blue lining at the border to cover my head and a white sari with the blue border. With a thin frame and a round face I was standing in the row of competitors. My name was called and I was in the stage. The neon lamps throwing their 1000 volt light on my face, I was saying these words “The hunger for Love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread” - Mother Theresa. I scrolled down the stairs fearing the slipping sari, wondering how my mom wears this long piece of plain cloth. At the age of 11, uttering the words of Mother Theresa inspired me all through my life and motivated my thoughts and prayers towards those who are less privileged and those who are in want of love. Mother Theresa is always an iconic figure in my life and Yes! I stood first in the Fancy dress competition.