When the Gods Arise

Chapter 1 – Tears of Contentment and Peace

Deserted in the broad pathway amidst the thick paddy fields lay—Theloottu Dharmedran Tamburan, the conspicuous womanizer. His Kasav mund (silk dhoti) was crumpled all the way up to his thighs revealing his hairy legs while his hands that stretched out from his naked torso seemed to grab the grass on the muddy ground. His fingernails had quite…

Chapter 2 – The Law

Theloottu Dharmedran Tamburan, a.k.a Dharmendran Tamburan laid in between the trail of tyre marks left by the convoy of tractors, that usually pass the field’s pathways early in the morning carrying fodder for the oxen. The temple bells resonated through the paddy fields to purify the air. Swwwwishhhhh— the long paddy strands in the field were…

Chapter 3 – Thondachan Peruvambad

If you’ve missed Chapter 2 Click here  ‘Theyyam’ was Thondachan’s life. It gave him all that he could have only dreamt of. The face that he fancied—The unearthly power. He considered his life to be a stage, that was set up to master his Theyyam moves. His dark wheatish skin glistened under the sun, letting…

Chapter 4 – Karumban

If you’ve missed Chapter 3 Click here Being an eminent Theyyam artist, Thondachan transforms miraculously during his Theyyam performances into a mighty and fearless supernatural human, more of God rather. With the majestic headgear, his head remained raised and his eyes were induced with the power to stun the strongest man.  Neither his heavy anklet nor the…

Chapter 5 – The Incest

If you’ve missed Chapter 4 Click here After the kathara (dagger) was scraped vigorously on the rock its blade shined like diamond dust and was equipped to kill even with an effortless swipe. Gritting her teeth, she clasped the herbs together and butchered them into tiny bits mercilessly. Sweating and breathing heavily she did not…

Chapter 6 – Prying Eyes

If you’ve missed Chapter 5 Click here Khadar ikkaka was speeding to buy some eggs and milk from Janaki amma’s farmhouse, entrusting Abu, his eldest son, at the Chayakada(teashop). The mildly wet grass on the paddy fields caressed his sore feet as he dragged them hurriedly through the broad pathway lined by deep tire marks…

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