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The two real superstars of India

The two real superstars of India are Joseph Vijay and Ajith Kumar of Tamil film industry. Vijay became the chief minister of Tamil Nadu, overthrowing a very corrupt DMK government who have been in and out of power for decades. Ajith is a name to reckon with in the racing circuit at international level. The two have met up for Ajith’s car race in London that was flagged of by Vijay. Even rival/competitors can be good friends – as they show the world. They both were at the peak of their film careers in Tamil film industry. Vijay signed off his last film with ‘Jananayagan.’ In an era of useless khans of Bollywood with alleged links to mafia, making money still with Harpic commercials and much damaging ‘pan’ and ghutka commercials even if they are multi millionaires, these two come as a breather. Their children are raised very well. Another one Madhavan who is basically a south Indian but who has made a mark in Hindu film industry, has his son participating in international swimming competitions. The lad has brought laurels to the nation. Rarest to see south Indian top heroes act in commercials to make petty money like how some bollywood heroes are doing. Anything for money. And what happens to that money of theirs? Their spoilt kids blow it away in rave parties, what else. To speak the truth, both Vijay and Ajith pictures I cannot watch! I am not their fan at all. I don’t have a favourite hero at all these days! But I like the way these two guys have shaped up as real life heroes shining as superstars of India. Vijay definitely is a potential PM candidate at a future date. In that, Rahul Gandhi just lost his deposit and has to vacate his spot!!!

What a cool cool CM to have! A big shout out to Joseph Vijay and Ajith from Chennai. Way to go guys!

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Jana Nayagan running to packed houses in US cinemas

The last picture of CM Vijay has had worldwide release. Firsthand information from family: the movie opened with a bang even in Tucson, not even Phoenix that has sizeable Indian/Tamil population. Just imagine Bay Area, New Jersey, Seattle. Tamils/Indians around the world are lapping it up. I can’t remember when I last went for a movie to the cinemas. May be it was Bahubali 2 in Doha. Can’t spend 3 hours in cinemas. Been to only blockbusters like Dasavataram, Robot etc., to the cinemas. Can’t stand the violence and noise content. Cannot stand Vijay’s pictures sorry. Was watching Rhythm starring Arjun and Meena in tv today. It was a treat to watch Meena not even having her hair straightened and cut short. May be she used a wig for the long plait. So homely and sans much makeup. No overacting. So yadhartham. Arjun is also an action hero. I think i saw this picture in VCR at home during our Malaysian days. Malaysia! I forgot what a frenzy the Tamils there are driven to when a new Indian film is released. Ok movies are for our entertainment, that’s all. Nothing more than that. The filmy heroes are getting paid for their roles. Nothing is social service. Listen to a few upbeat numbers, watch a movie for relaxation and then get on with REAL LIFE. This nonsense culture of heroworshiping filmy heroes happens only in India.

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The Mountain: Gorillaz

I don’t know a,b,c in western music. My ears are tuned in to mostly Indian classical – which is Carnatic (south) and Hindustani (rarely) (from north). Even the music instruments I am familiar with are ancient Hindu instruments such as the Veena, Flute, Tabla, Mrdangam etc., barring violin which has amazingly adapted to classical Carnatic. Apart from that, devotional bhajans that are classical based, and Bollywood/Tamil filmy songs are my favourite light music. Sadly world sums up the entire Indian music as the last one line of mine.

So when son was listening to this album I was really surprised. The video seemed to be out of Jungle Book. The music was clearly Hindustani. Fusion no doubt. He says he is listening to this artiste for a while now. The artiste took an year to make this Indian themed/classical Hindustani based album in which Anushka Shankar and even the veteran Asha Bhosle have recorded a number. I am loving this more as I listen to it. I have a little granddaughter who already has a fine musical taste. I am introducing her to mostly devotional bhajans such as those sung by our young Soorya Gayatri for instance. Looking at Krishna, she feels inspired already to learn flute, not yet 5. Plus she sings along with her dad most of what he plays or sings. Its a treat to watch her sing. By 3+ she was already crooning to Mona and the Frozen. We all love this Gorillaz album that I am sharing here. I think it has beautifully captured the essence of classical Hindustani in the Indian jungle backdrop. India is a phenomenon that cannot be bottled up by a single definition. But whatever the artiste managed to capture sounds good. My son has an ear for western music and keeps attending concerts. He was learning keyboard as a little boy that he left even as he was making great progress. He used to refuse to listen to Indian classical when he was still in high school saying that it was elitist. I never preached him anything. He used to read a lot even then and he decided that he would skip Indian classical that is not for the masses’ consumption. (Surprising that for the ritualist religious person I am, he is agnostic/atheist.) For the same reason, he loves rap even though he is also tuned into varied genres of western music – like jazz, rock, metal etc., i think. I am not familiar at all with this kind of music so I don’t qualify to comment on western music. I am merely sharing this beautiful piece of totally different genre of Indian classical fusion music that I am loving more and more with each passing day. The album is pretty new, published in last 1-2 months and I think my boy has placed order for old type vinyl record. Last time I saw that was in late 1970s in my Mama (uncle)’s house.

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Review: Yathra Time (You Tube channel)

Found this on You tube. The hosts are ex comedy actors Kovai Sarala and Lalitha Kumari. Never paid them much attention before this vlog. Surprise content. I may not have been their fan, yet I have noted that even in their comic scenes they displayed kind of character-artiste side of theirs. Lalitha looks so young and refreshing, natural and without glamour. Her sense of dressing is understated elegance. She plays low key, sidestepping to allow her older friend to take the lead most of the times, and refers to Sarala as ‘akka’ – which shows one, the kind of bonding they must be sharing. Girlfriends always relate to each other from heart. These two seem to relax in each other’s company. The comfort factor is evident. There is this hidden side to many of us that not everyone may be aware of. The duo’s spiritual aspirations seem sky high literally! They are climbing peak after Himalayan peak! They pursue their goals with such a passion, as it was with their acting skills. As I grow older I can understand why probably they hit it off together. I am kind of able to gel with only spiritually motivated people nowadays and seem to be losing interest in those who are overtly materialistic. The age difference between these two even explained to me why I am getting along better with spiritually motivated girls who are in early 40s nowadays whereas I find the banal my-age-girls at times boring and uninspiring. Bhog, Yog both are important. With age, the bhog has to grow less and yog has to grow more. I am sick of small talk these days and selfish hypocrites, and want to gyrate away from their world. I am learning to keep my patience and keep my irritation to myself! Quite a tall order!

Anyway I recommend this series. The ladies seem to cover all vital information about the shrines they are visiting. Right now I am tuned in to their Himalaya Shiva Sthalls. Their Nepal travel story has kindled interest in me to follow on their footsteps whenever time and health may permit.

Sometimes who you think are sidekicks could be the real life heroines as Sarala and Lalitha reveal. Their devotion and zeal seem to be inspiring. Their bhakthi and energy levels are motivating. I wish these two ladies long, healthy and happy life and the joy of eternal friendship. Never so far wanted to meet any star in my life but if I get a chance to chat up these ladies, I would want to listen to their spiritual experiences. I bet they feel stronger spiritual vibes and are elevated souls already.

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The one and only book that matters: ‘Autobiography of a Yogi’ by Paramahamsa Yogananda.

Its a shame although I have known for years or perhaps decades, and that too being an ardent, born and practising Hindu, I still finally got to read this lifechanging book only very recently. Reading for months now from my desktop Kindle. About to finish. Who am I to even review God’s own writing. This book is not fictional and this book is for those who are born outside the Hindu India to understand about the Hindu philosophy/Hindu Dharma. Why, even all of us Indians could make the best use of Shri Yogananda ji’s excellent autobiography – the kind of which I have not come across so far. Not that I am a voracious reader. Being part of the Hindu society makes most things familiar to me. Still the book holds my interest totally and I kind of don’t want it to end. I have been reading rather slowly for that reason. REason for my slow reading is that, if I finish a book fast i forget it in a flash whereas slow reading helps me retain the subject matter for long.

Anyway, HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. Nothing more to add. Except that, in this dry desert that is my second residence, I experienced a total of 6 rain draps in a span of 2 weeks. 3 rain drops during a walk before national prayers were called for rain. That when I checked with my spouse who was walking besides me was refuted by him that I began doubting myself. As if to confirm my doubts, the week after the national prayers, 3 more subtle rain drops fell on me. Both the times, as it is my practice, I was chanting the Lalitha Sahasranama in my mind. I chant Sahasranama always in my mind while I go for walks. For me, IT WAS LALITHA ANNOUNCING HERSELF TO ME. Just cool 3. No more raindrops. Nobody else felt them. Just 3 + 3 = 6 that grazed my skin so softly, so feebly ,and that too the first one caressing my crown – my scalp. The beauty of faith. I leave it anyone who reads this to believe this or not. But I don’t have to be reading Yogananda ji to believe in my Lalitha. I am enjoying Her subtle leela with me for years now. Very recently She gave me another unbeatable vibe. A stone is a stone if that is what you believe in. An idol becomes God when you believe God dwells in the stone.

Blessed to be born a Hindu, blessed to have been born in my punya bhoomi Bharat (India). My birth is probably REQUESTED. Souls ask to be born in my country. Evolving of faiths happens only with the arrival of the Avatars. Only Hindu Dharma has been NON STOP producing saints and avatars, hundreds and even thousands of them, for centuries and centuries now.

Before I close this post, I add one incident from a friend’s life story. Her name was Bindhu. She was my bosom school friend’s sister. We met almost everyday at school. We drifted apart. She moved to her native state Kerala. Worked for a central government department. Became a mother to two beautiful daughters. Just into her 40s, she was afflicted with kidney cancer. Died within 3 months. But Bindhu was a follower of Sri Sri. She had completed her entire course of Art of Living and had perfected a particular breathing (Yoga) technique. As the course progressed, she was becoming detached from everyone. The course seemed to have brought in a change with her. Before she passed away, she told her sister that she was peaceful, she did not fear death as she kept seeing her last 7 births then for sometime or ever since she was bedridden (for a week’s time). That made her accept her current role and her current body as temporary abode. Her sense of attachment at that point of time sounded shocking to her parents and family. Her sister and my best buddy until today, was stunned. I am using original names here. Once she was detected with kidney cancer at an advanced stage and was not given any hope, Bindhu went to see Sri Sri for one last time. Gurudev paused for a moment at a distance and looked away it seems. HE KNEW without being told – that’s what my friend says. And Bindhu accepted her destiny. After hearing this real life incident, I think of the mahans, India is producing even today. Sri Sri – for the first time in my life, I want to listen to his speeches and follow his Art of living. As I have already chosen a path to nurture my spiritual instincts, I am hesitating that’s all. All this I am saying, happened just 15 years back. This is the beauty of my holy Bharat.

You missed something so precious and unmissable in your life, if you don’t read this book. So, it goes without saying that there is no excuse of any Hindu skipping it or missing it. I am too late but better late than never.

At the back of my mind is always the omnipresent Lalitha. Its like I cannot shake Her out of my system. She is there behind my thoughts and actions; behind my every second. The books has widened my horizons of thoughts.

The swamijis of the last century: Shirdi Baba, Ramana Maharishi, Ramakrishna Parahamsa, Swami Vivekananda, Shri Lahiri Mahasiya, Shri Yuketeshwar, Shri Yogananda Parahamsa, Shri Ananda Moi, Sri Aurobindho …. the list goes on and on and one.

Even in present times we have the Siddhas and great swamijis in our midst in India. Sai Baba of Puttabarthi is no more. His centenary anniversary was held very recently. Hindu dharma is the only faith in the world that has been producing avatar after avatar for millennia.

May Dharma prevail to eternity. Sanatana Dharma ki Jai (Hail Hindu Dharma)!

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Mufasa: the lion king.

Watched the super animation flick during the 14 hour nonstop from the US to Doha as a lone traveler. It drew the attention of my next seat neighbour who gave me unbelieving looks! Well, I love children’s pictures. Loved watching ‘flow’ and ‘frozen’ with my granddaughter. Wanted to watch Moana too but my granddaughter is scared of Moana’s dad so said a big ‘NO.’ However the 3.5 year old can croon to most songs especially the Moana one (along with the Frozen) and I love watching the video of this sweet song that has captured my little one’s heart! Thanks to her I am getting aware of latest children’s pictures to which I am getting addicted! Leaving out the Lord of Rings and Harry Potter, I watch the rest made for kids. My son grew up watching Lion King with us parents who were also mesmerized by the Bug life etc., over 25 years back. Now its my granddaughter’s turn to lure me into amazing pictures made for kids! I loved the Frozen. The Flow, runaway academy award winner over Disney’s colossal blockbusters, rooted me to the couch in amazement. Never watched anything like that before. And you have to watch it with a toddler or a kid under 5! Missed Mufasa that my granddaughter watched in the cinemas with her dad. Thank god, I caught up with Mufasa on the flight! Loved every minute of that. The prequel was not only justifying, it was equally captivating. That it did not end up as disappointment, rather proved to be so enthralling is wonderful. Mufasa, Sarabi, Simba are part of all our families! Moana 2 was also there for in the selection in the flight menu that I gave a miss. Waiting to watch Moana 1 with my granddaughter first next year!

how my 3.5 yr granddaughter sings Moana! she made this my favourite one too!
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Review : Lubber Pandhu (Rubber ball)

This is a must watch for cricket aficionados. Picture made with the backdrop of rural Tamil Nadu where the game of cricket is like religion, there is not a moment of lull or what we call ‘thoivu’ in Tamil, in the entire film. Not sure when this flick was released. Another thing is, the story dwells upon the life and times of SC or scheduled caste people whose plight has remained very backward for centuries. As notified communities, they receive government quotas in universities and jobs which has come under flak from forward communities of India. In reality, in spite of the sops that came their way, the community drew courage to come out in the open only after the 1970s or so. Kudos to the film director who obviously must come from a rural setting himself. This picture to me came across as a classic – as classical as the Carnatic music and the dance form Bharatnatyam. Only the form of creativity is different. But the spirit in the picture is so invigorating. Nobody plays the victim card unlike in ‘Pariyerum Perumal’ (which is of different genre under same category), and the entire picture is on a positive note which is a welcome change in attitude for this community that is emerging from darkness that cloaked them for generations. After Dhanush’s Asuran, I swore never to watch a picture of theirs. Neither can I stand those directors like Pa Ranjith who made ‘Kala’ with Rajnikanth. You cannot justify by any act of violence, whatever injustice was historically done to you.

The forward communities of India are like the over-cultivated farmlands that have lost their soil nutrients. The notified communities of India are the freshest brains that when tilled can yield mindblowing yields. Super bumper harvests. Its like farming on a fresh parcel of alluvial soil that has never been sowed upon before. This is how I see the reserved categories of this country. They hold so much of promise for a bright future with their untapped potential. Backward communities are the future of the world as the forward progressive ones go stale with time. This is the law of nature and that is how civilizations rose and fell for eons.

The hero Harish Kalyan comes as a breather. This is my second picture of him, the first being ‘Parking.’ I get to watch such offbeat films only with my son who being the next gen knows what to pick. Otherwise, I am kind of blank on the current filmy scene in India except for the blockbusters. In fact I came to know that a hero called Harish Kalyan exists only 3 days back! He is a refreshing face. Not sure if he has some filmy background or support system. If he is a newbee who is completely on his own like Siva Karthikeyan, then my heartiest congratulations to him. He is a natural and he has a great future. In fact he could be the next Siva Karthikeyan.

A realistic film that totally caught me off guard. The fertile rural Tamil Nadu is brimming with innocence. Look at the most backward pockets in my state – and they are still doing absolutely well! It shows the healthy lifestyle of not only Tamils but also Indians in general whose lots have improved with times.

As a cricket lover, I enjoyed this picture. Without the knowledge of cricket, you may still watch it but you could miss some subtle nuanced cricket plays and terms. Some delightful interchange could be lost on you.

Highly recommended.

Watching a bevy of pictures with my son: PS1, PS2, Mei Azhagan (these 3 were repeats for me), Parking and then this one Lubber Pandhu.

This low budget picture which I learn was a box office grosser proves that you don’t have to be flashy, glitzy, sophisticated etc., to succeed. A shoe string budget can still give a slick flick with perfect script, story and screenplay direction.

Before I close, my heartiest congrats to the entire team and especially ‘Gethu!’ Heartwarming film. I especially appreciate the spirit and sensibility of the director in not playing the SC victim card but just throwing a hint to those who may not be aware of the community (that is notified in gazette by govt of India. ) Indian muslims can take a leaf out of this picture to appreciate the blessings that come their way being born an Indian citizen. The blue passport is much respected around the world.

Plus, wherever whichever corner of the globe you may go today, you see injustices. All historic injustices cannot be undone overnight. We have to accept reality but at the same time take care that WE DON’T TURN MONSTERS WHEN WE GO FOR WITCH HUNTING. This is what I liked about this picture the most. For scheduled castes of India, this must be an important reckoning. India a lot fairer country. Enjoy the motherland with open heart. Being part of the largest democracy in the world with the kind of inclusivity we have for the most marginalized, is not something you can find even in the first world nations.

Of course we can watch this picture for JUST CRICKET. Wholesome family entertainment with ABSOLUTELY ZERO VIOLENCE CONTENT OR VULGARITY. Characters have strength. And what a subtle sense of humour that flows like a steady stream throughout the picture! We can leave out the politics. My views are my personal observations, that’s all.

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Wrapping up the week with ‘Good night’ – another low budget family friendly lighthearted feelgood flick and ‘Thiruchitrambalam’ – surprise one from Dhanush who I steadfastly avoid. Along with ‘Thalaivettiyan Paalayam’ remake of ‘Panchayat’ in Prime, screen comes down for interesting tv show with my son in the US.

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Flow

Watched this super animation movie at home over the weekend with my son and granddaughter. This is animation of another level. What a delight to watch the flick with a 3 plus little sweetie who thoroughly enjoyed it frame to frame! I could not decide where to focus on: on the antics of my little granddaughter or the picture! The film was an Oscar winner not surprisingly! A compulsory watch! Highly recommended. Imagine a 3-4 year old crooning to Moana and Bare necessities! Pure bliss!

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Two back to back great flicks: Meyyazhagan and Amaran (Tamil)

Got to watch Meyyazhagan (or is it Meiazhagan) in Netflix and Amaran in cinemas today in Doha. After a long time, watching meaningful films without an iota of violence or sex felt good.

Meyyazhagan: Hero Arvind Swamy once our heart throb omg can’t believe! Now he looks like our neighbourhood mama but I have to agree that we all too have become typical middle aged mamis! Finally seeing Arvind Swamy like this was kind of satisfying! Loved the flow of this picture which some found to be dragging and pointless. Exactly for me this was very much appealing. Such a ‘yadaartham.’ Kudos to Karthi who practically lived his role. Such a happy-go-lucky character. Is it a coincidence that he lands this kind of roles. After PS 1 & 2 and Meyyazhagan, one feels compelled to think so. He is too good and comes off as a natural. In PS I did find him to be a bit overacting. The overenthusiastic character play just fit him perfectly in Meyyazhagan.

Amaran was simply great. How many young men lay down their lives for Mother India so readily. And we are here squabbling about petty things living materialistic lives not even aware of the men who guard our borders so that we can go to sleep in peace every night. A moving picture throughout and a heavy subject, it brought instant tears to my eyes in some scenes. Wonderful or rather realistic picturization even if it may be make-believe sets erected for the purpose (for the climax scene for instance). How the director mobilized those frenzied crowds for some shots is unbelievable. Logistics simply beats the logic! Looks like a group of Kashmiris were brought to Chennai and were actually trained to act in the film! Kashmir has been Hindu for 10000 years. The change is there only in last 400 years. 9600 years of peace and 400 years of bloody violence. Tell me what went wrong there and why.

Adi Shankara established one of the (Shankara) Mutts in Sri Nagar in the 7th century CE. The dating is by the British historians. Poorna river was mentioned a a hundred kilometers away from its current location as per original Shankaracharya life history. The river probably changed its course after a few centuries. It means, the original lifetime of Adi Shankara as per most ancient scriptures, could have been around 1st or 2nd century CE or even earlier in the BCE but the British put it at &th century CE. Anything older than Christ they cannot admit! For them world functioned only since Jesus came to earth! So the Shankara Mutt in Sri Nagar is that historic. For whatever reasons, Adi Shankara got the vigrahas (idols) back to Sringeri. It is said that he had visions of Islamic invasions and feared the destruction of shrines, so after establishing the mutt, he got back the original moola vigrahas back with him. You cannot disconnect history completely from the land. Even today Hindus continue to live in Kashmir. In last few years, Kashmir is thankfully returning to normalcy shedding violence. This is mostly growth driven. Economics is the base reason for trouble in any part of the world.

So many young lives wasted out there. Its deplorable that young men in productive age take to stone pelting and arms training and terror there completely misled by the militants. Generations of Kashmiris have lost their way and their lives for this reason. If you cannot co-exist with fellow Indians, you cannot live with anyone else in the world. But the picture is amazingly neutral. We have to give credit to the producer-director and for the screenplay-dialogue writer for carefully steering away and staying clear of politics, especially international politics. Not once Pakistan is mentioned or even hardcore terror is mentioned. No reference to religion. Maintaining that neutrality is very tough given the scene of action. I liked the way they treated this subject lightly yet profoundly. It shows that you can treat sensitive subjects so thoughtfully without having to affect anyone badly. Its important for those in media and in entertainment industry to stay unbiased and neutral. Its understandable why there is this representation angle even in Hollywood pictures giving token representation to every single minority group. That inclusiveness is what will sustain peace in the world.

Having said that, proud to be born in this punya bhoomi Bharat (INdia), the one and only country in the world with 10000 year unbroken Hindu civilization. Richest culture, rich in every way. I don’t want my nation to chase plastic prosperity. May humanity and culture prevail which are the best gifts we can leave for our future generations. Its okay when you are lived-in for millennia and millennia, you tend to be overcrowded and poor. My heart swelled in pride seeing how the sons of Bharat, Mother India, are defending her, laying down their lives in her defence. Not everybody is after money. Armed forces are one of India’s poorest paymasters. Services are not exactly lucrative. Yet when young men and women want to choose serving in our armed forces, it means they put nation first. If India can get aggressive at all, if Hindus can get aggressive, then it means its for a very good reason. I don’t want to talk more on Kashmir than this. But not a square inch anyone can wrench from India: our brothers and sisters in armed forces will see to that our territorial integrity is protected whatsoever and howsoever.

Finally, Major Mukund Varadarajan will be remembered as one of the bravest and selfless sons of India. You feel guilty and sad that such a young and brave life is snuffed out so early. Fate is cruel. My heart goes out to Indhu and and their little daughter.Theirs is a beautiful and inspiring love story.

Sai Pallavi slayed it literally! Siva Karthikeyan was good too. The one who played his mother was a pro. Was it Rahul Bose. He is probably curated for this kind of motivating roles. That the picture could be shot in Kashmir locales involving hundreds of Kashmiris by a Tamil director-producer from down south with a dusky hero, is testimonial to the fact that Kashmiris are changing for the better and are with India. I can’t believe the Kashmiris turned up in droves to partake in the filming of such a courageous story. It means they belong with rest of India without a second thought.

Sai Pallavi – the natural beauty with no make up, no glossy costumes, simply down to earth and such a natural all the way with no faking: she is my kinda heroine! After seeing the loud brashy types jingling with no stuff, she comes across as someone with grace and substance and of course, understated elegance.

Life can be short; only it has to be meaningful.

Posted in Books

Goat Days

Updated: May 11, 2024

I can’t help thinking about the spirit of our men who work in some of world’s harshest conditions to make life better for their beloved ones back home. I hear all the time about those working in oil rigs etc., at a 70 C temperature in peak summers. Rest of us can fly to our vacations because of these men.

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Happened to read this online although never got to watch ‘Aadujeevitham.’ Its heartwrenching real life story based in Saudi. It suffices to say that until this day, we have Najeebs still suffering for no fault of theirs in Arab states. This Najeeb was lucky to get liberated after all his ordeals. Its a miracle he survived not only his master but also the harsh living conditions and his adventurous escape panning the most horrid and arid deserts of the world, one fine day. His trek through this uninhabitable scorching sand dunes lasts for weeks. His goat days unwittingly prepare him for this desert voyage just like his underwater tough existence prepared him for his goat days. His mental balance is admirable and his physical fitness cannot be underestimated given the poor nutrition he ingests by way of sparse food intake. Finally his freedom from the Saudi jail becomes the true godsend. It crushes our heart to learn that he has been held as illegal labourer after all by his employer, without a proper licence. Through all this I could not help noting how devoted Najeeb is. How he pins every responsibility on Allah and pardons every single offender with a grace that is extremely rare to find. He only bemoans his own fate never someone to come up with accusations. Its a big takeaway for me really. In short, Najeeb comes across as a very sweet soul. For the kind of torment he is subject to, anyone could be ending his life or ending up like his predecessor buried beneath the desert soil. For a soft creature, Najeeb also comes across contrastingly as an emotionally intelligent person who learns how to wait it out patiently and when to play his cards smartly. He makes his calculated moves avoiding risks. His calm acceptance of his situation, resigning to reality and then working doggedly but quietly towards a solution speaks volume about his strength of character. Even the book is a very reluctant version of the statement pried out of real life Najeeb after repeated appeals by the author. Najeeb’s personality is also enhanced from the fact that he is not glorifying his heroic adventure but wants to stay low key.

Only yesterday, I was reading about the Kerala maid sentenced to death in Yemen, because in her attempt to flee from her torturous employer, she had to end his life. What drives the employees to such a sad state of affairs losing self-control. What brings out their wrath. In the circumstances it helps to remember those like Najeeb who retained his sanity and wisdom under most trying conditions. Its his life saver.

Those in the lowest levels of hierarchy sometimes undergo the worst experiences in middle east. Their semi-skilled state makes it easier for exploitative employers to manipulate them and use them to their advantage. I hear many sob stories emanating from the Middle east. But the Goat days by Benyamin which was originally penned in Malayalam is a nightmare unlike anything I have come across. HOwever let not some unfortunate cases let you imagine the worst about gulf states. YOu have to remember that millions of Indians also at the same time make it good here and happily make the GCC nations their second home. Even in Malaysia, a friend’s employers took possession of the family passports as far back as in the year 1997. And this was that of a working professional. Legally its an offence in all these countries trying to strip of their employees of their basic human rights. Expats first much educate themselves about their own rights. Secondly, always stay connected with the embassy at least online. Staying in touch with the NRI community is a must for your own safety. Thirdly, air your grievances immediately and seek solutions. Or spread the word. Appraise someone of your living conditions. Have your communication channels open for instance with the local grocery, your co-workers etc. IF something is fishy, REPORT to the embassy or High commission or fellow NRIs. It may save you from tricky situations. Keep your family updated and equip your family to act on behalf of you if they don’t hear from you.

Again, we find Indians as top CEOS of banks and hypermarket chains and industrial houses in the middle east. Even hospitals and academies and schools and other businesses are founded and managed and headed by Indian nationals. We don’t find Indian labour much because, INdian labour is supposedly expensive. Even 25 years back in Malaysia I was told that Indian labour is unaffordable, so the cheaper alternatives such as Pakistanis, Bangladeshis were the options. Semi-skilled labourers like aircon technicians, plumbers, electrical workers, supervisors etc., may be the lowest rung of Indians employed in the gulf states. You can’t even find fellow Indians as billing clerks or selling garments and lipsticks in the malls. To that extent, the Indian employment levels have improved and gone far ahead. Indian medicos are most sought after. Indian restaurants are the most crowded. Normally we have only mostly good stories to relate. Very few unfortunate cases are out there calling for our attention.

Those like Najeeb must have ended up in the sorry state because of the cunning of some unscrupulous recruitment agents. Indian govt banned Indian women from working as maids since long. Those Indian ladies who find employment in foreign countries as househelp do it illegally. You cannot find INdian women working as housemaids in any part of the world. However poverty may push some women to get work visa in one category and work as housemaids in reality. Same may be true about Najeebs of middle east. Those who end up in such tragic situations must have violated the stipulated norms of Indian government for NRI workers.

You are talking about Najeeb. What about the Kerala women and women from Pakistan, Nepal etc., who end up in the red light districts of Dubai etc. Women don’t get employment permit generally in the gulf states. They are eligible to work only as nurses in hospitals or teachers. Other working women in middle east normally are on dependent visas of their husbands. From the point of employment, their visa status may change. But we hear stories of Kerala women getting work visas in gulf states and ending up in forced prostitution. Once they go into that line, there can be no turning back. Although I have not directly come across any such case, these news keep floating in NRI circles always. Women are the worst victims. They may be recruited as staff nurse but be held as hostage and introduced to flesh trade as bonded labour. Fearing persecution of the society, they resign to their destiny. Women must double check their employer credibility before taking up an oversees job. But again, these are semi-literate, semi-skilled women dying to make a killing in middle east. They won’t listen to words of wisdom.

This book fascinated me as we have made middle east our second home in last some 15+ years. NRI now since 1997-98 although I keep shuttling between Chennai and middle east. There is good and bad everywhere, is all I can say.

I have to round up the review (if I can call that) with the observation that I find it really strange that someone like Najeeb who is the son of the soil living so close to the holy abode of Lord Aiyappa must be a follower of Islam. It really makes no sense to me at all. Some countries like the Philippines for instance have no god so they have embraced Christianity in total. Bharat is the cradle of human civilization. Hindu Dharma is the mother religion for other faiths that are too new. If you have to find god in the deserts of Arabia forgetting your local deities, then I guess everything you do has to be removed from reality. The master of Najeeb is the reality check for Indian muslims. Kerala people are obsessed with gulf money. Although we ourselves may have made our livelihood from middle eastern job, I am very proud of the fact that my home state Tamil Nadu contributes to LOCAL ECONOMY and those in my state have built their lives from contributing to domestic growth paying taxes. Kerala is superficial in everyway. No local glory. Shut out the gulf channels. They are finished. Tamil Nadu on the other hand like the other states of India, is economically independent. We have a robust and well oiled machinery of manufacturing and production line and employment systems that guarantee the livelihood of millions. We create job opportunities and engage the masses productively which is important in the long run to maintain balance and prosperity. Overdependency on foreign sources can make you vulnerable to transitions at a later stage. Loyalty of Kerala muslims is NOT to Allah but for the dirhams that come with their middle-eastern positions. Life is much easier. But remember, there are millions of Hindus who also make a living in middle east, entirely employed on MERIT basis. These Hindus are mere employees and their loyalty shall always be with Dharma and India. You don’t have to become the slave to your employer. You can retain your dignity. It irritated me to read how Najeeb for no reason other than Islam tolerated the utterly inhumane treatment meted out to him. Would the same Najeeb have put up with his situation had his master been a Hindu and the setting was somewhere in Rajastan in India?

That is why I say, nobody can be loyal to India the way we Hindus are. Nobody can love India the way Hindus will. And nobody can bomb India and damage-destroy India the way Indian muslims can! Nobody can betray India like the Indian muslims would – not even the Indian christians. The Indian christians are an educated lot. They use their brains. There was also this news yesterday in the media: of how 10 Indian muslims set fire to forest reserves in Uttarkhand. If anyone is capable of this kind of sabotage to the mother country where they eat their food, sleep on the earth and breath the air, it is the muslim ummah. Loyalty and gratitude have no meaning in their dictionary. If world is taking a critical view of the muslims, its not without reasons.

REading the Goat days, my heart ached because I am human and human suffering does not make me differentiate between people. I find Najeeb to be an exemplery character. His is a beautiful soul. It does not matter to me whether he is muslim or Hindu. But it also pained me to note that so much of a Kerala muslim’s faith, loyalty, gratitude etc., lies with the merciless Arab to who he will remain nothing but the underdog forsaking dignity. Converts are the worst hypocrites you may come across.

Having said that, hats off to the Indian embassy. So many nations don’t care. But India takes best care of her citizens in whichever part of the world they may be. We have even insurance covers now. A tremendous spade work was done in this regard by Smt Sushma Swaraj who was our external minister. Last heard, even rich arab sheikhs now prefer enrolling their kids in Indian CBSE schools that charge a single digit fraction of the kind of fees levied by international schools. And kids attending Indian schools have the competitive edge like none other. You also see the Hindu mandir coming up in Abu Dhabi. There are two sides to every coin. But being an Indian citizen, you know you are in far more advantageous position than other nationalities. If a Najeeb still happens, its because of the foolishness of individuals in which governments have no role to play.