11.08.2011
The meeting of six dye based
youths (you are free to call them six middle aged persons) held yesterday in
the Tagore Park at Mahe beach declared unanimously the death of their friend
Mr.Sidharthan after a detailed critical assessment of the entire episode. That
summit assigned the great responsibility of making a biography of the late
Sidharthan, who was also called Guruji, on me.
1. Who was Guruji?
Guruji was the lone son of
Govindan Gurukkal of Mundoth, a dignified Thiyya family in Kadathanad,
descendants. I don’t know on which date, under which star he was born. But one
thing I know, by seeing Guruji’s performance an astonished friend wondered,
“Hey, Guruji, new stars might
have been risen in the sky on your birth and might have been neglected by all,
only because this sky belongs to Malabar, especially North Malabar.”
2. How was he fostered himself?
There was a vast land for him
to grow without any hindrance. Moorad River in the South, Mahe River in the
North, Western Ghats in the East and the Arabian Sea in the West bordered his
land; a fertile land defecated by a huge group of politico-literary pseudo
intellectuals.
All were in contemplation
that Guruji, who had grown hurdled with the old remains of the so-called
progressive literary revolution of the fifties and sixties, was drowned in the
surrealist inundation of the seventies. But, nothing had happened. Guruji’s,
not much appreciated extended hiatus of, education ended with a real mastery
degree in history from the North.
3. What he did after his education?
Returning after grabbing the mastery
degree in history, the ill-fated natives found him as a parallel college
teacher.
We can staggeringly hear his sound beyond
the boisterous laugh and roar and amidst the clanging and rattling of bangles,
“…in that way they constructed railway
lines in India on a stage by stage basis. It was in the 1890s they divided the
counties like Vatakara, Mahe etc. with the railway lines. The British constructed the railway lines in
this treasure land to drag out all our wealth to England through these lines…”
The novices retorted, “Leave away this stupidity, sir”. Then they growled as usual.
But there was not any inconsistency for
Guruji, since he himself had appointed as one of the front-runners of Indian
Revolution, which in his presumption was behind schedule only because of the
absence of a Che Guevara or Mao. So he never allowed his heart to
hear the clinging of bangles or the adoring eyes, that hypnotizing him from the
front benches, which made a clear intrusion amidst the growling. If he allowed
that, it might be the collapse of the expectation of the whole land. He rightly
adjudicated.
(will be continued...)
