It was a meeting they had all been waiting for. The government and the ARA, were waiting for so much time for this to happen. The occasion had finally arrived.
The meeting was set up, and the dignitaries had arrived. The chief minister was the first to arrive. Then came a Lambhorgini. Out of it, stepped out Chandru. Then, came a simple Maruti Suzuki vehicle, in which came Brahma. They never travelled together, lest operations be carried out on both their lives at the same time. Morever, Brahma rarely used a vehicle of style, as no one would generally expect him in a Maruti.
The meeting began. There were discussions made. This was when the chief minister started gauging the mood of the situation. He was ably supported by Arivuthangam, a young digilent IAS officer. They worked very intelligently as a team, and now knew how to get the right outputs from Brahma and Chandru.
Arivu: So how do you want a deal?
Chandra: We would love abolition of reservation.
Chief Minister: That is plain impossible. That will eat on our vote banks. We need to have some sort of back up in case of an electoral disaster.
Chandra: But you cannot play with us, and our people for your vote banks to stay alive.
Chief Minister: Politics has only one way, moving forward. I cannot move back in my political career after having witnessed success to the extent I have.
Chandra: It does not matter to us. All we want is a reduction in the reservation. However what you seem to be offering us is nothing close to what we would be happy with.
Arivu: Let's work it up. We are ready to reduce the reservation from 69% to 46%. Are you deal?
Chandra: Hmm.. I think that should be ...
Brahma: Cut the crap! We want it reduced to 23%. Nothing short of it will suffice.
Chief Minister: But that's way too much.
Brahma: Nothing is too much for the injustice meted out to us.
Chief Minister: I cannot give you that much liberty!
Brahma: Then face the music as you have already been doing.
Saying so, a furious Brahma, pulled Chandru out of the room, as he kept looking in disbelief, and bewilderment. But, Arivu kept smiling.
Friday, 31 July 2009
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Chapter 4
The moves were complex these days. The ARA had become bigger, larger than it once was. It carried a cause, one of the people, and Brahma was determined to see it satisfied. His comrade Chandru and he had spent all their lives fighting for this, time and again replenished by smuggling in stuff including arms whenever necessary. The entire area was his, and the people there were more than happy to feed him. After all, he had sacrificed his entire life for these folks.
The force with which the ARA were advancing, it seemed it would be only a matter of time before they got what they wanted. The government had to do something to stop them, if they wanted to save their face. So the government started working out strategies to make the ARA come their way.
The ARA were strong through out. They wanted reduction of reservation. They would not settle for anything less. How much ever the government tried to mask their attempts at nullifying the ARA, it was very obvious that the ARA was being a nail in their flesh, something they wanted out, right away.
Brahma was soon called for a meeting with the Chief Minister. Brahma insisted on taking Chandru along. They would be each other's conscience in the meeting, and would not let the other to settle for anything less than what they wanted.
The meeting was set up, the stage was set, ARA would soon go official, or so expected everyone. But what was to follow was something they hadn't dreamt of in their wildest dreams.
The force with which the ARA were advancing, it seemed it would be only a matter of time before they got what they wanted. The government had to do something to stop them, if they wanted to save their face. So the government started working out strategies to make the ARA come their way.
The ARA were strong through out. They wanted reduction of reservation. They would not settle for anything less. How much ever the government tried to mask their attempts at nullifying the ARA, it was very obvious that the ARA was being a nail in their flesh, something they wanted out, right away.
Brahma was soon called for a meeting with the Chief Minister. Brahma insisted on taking Chandru along. They would be each other's conscience in the meeting, and would not let the other to settle for anything less than what they wanted.
The meeting was set up, the stage was set, ARA would soon go official, or so expected everyone. But what was to follow was something they hadn't dreamt of in their wildest dreams.
Chapter 3
There was this girl Amrithavalli, who was head over heels in love with Brahma. Brahma did not have time for Amritha though. He was busy with his liberation from reservation campaign with ARA. He also knew that Amritha's brother Amudhan was in ARA.
At this juncture, there was a fervour for increase in reservation. The governor of Delhi state, Mr.Rajkumar Shukla, had proposed a 69% reservation in the central level. This had stirred up a huge deal of controversy through out the country. The Tamil Nadu government had immediately subscribed to this policy and made all admission reservations to 69%.
At this juncture, the government of Tamil Nadu invited Mr.Shukla, to honour him for his excellence of thought. He was to be honoured at the Beach road, in a grand ceremony, an evening when the beach would not be accessible to the public. The plans were huge, grand.
The Secreteriat recieved a telegram from Brahma, saying he was alright with the reservations being increased this time, and all he wanted was peace. This seemed like double victory to the government, which would not only have their vote banks satisfied, but would also have Brahma by their side now.
The day of the honouring came. Brahma's aide Amudhan had a bouquet of flowers, which he took to Mr.Shukla, and presented it on behalf of Brahma. as Shukla recieved it, Amudhan said, Lets fly, and pressed a button. It was a suicide bomb. Shukla and Amudhan were both in pieces within seconds.
As a compensation to Amudhan's death, and in reciprocation to Amritha's love, he married her, thereby acting as the perfect leader, and in the process, creating an image feared by the entire country for himself.
At this juncture, there was a fervour for increase in reservation. The governor of Delhi state, Mr.Rajkumar Shukla, had proposed a 69% reservation in the central level. This had stirred up a huge deal of controversy through out the country. The Tamil Nadu government had immediately subscribed to this policy and made all admission reservations to 69%.
At this juncture, the government of Tamil Nadu invited Mr.Shukla, to honour him for his excellence of thought. He was to be honoured at the Beach road, in a grand ceremony, an evening when the beach would not be accessible to the public. The plans were huge, grand.
The Secreteriat recieved a telegram from Brahma, saying he was alright with the reservations being increased this time, and all he wanted was peace. This seemed like double victory to the government, which would not only have their vote banks satisfied, but would also have Brahma by their side now.
The day of the honouring came. Brahma's aide Amudhan had a bouquet of flowers, which he took to Mr.Shukla, and presented it on behalf of Brahma. as Shukla recieved it, Amudhan said, Lets fly, and pressed a button. It was a suicide bomb. Shukla and Amudhan were both in pieces within seconds.
As a compensation to Amudhan's death, and in reciprocation to Amritha's love, he married her, thereby acting as the perfect leader, and in the process, creating an image feared by the entire country for himself.
Chapter 2
" Lingam, Lingam, come here, have food.." screamed Parvathy Ammal as she went behind her 6 year old son, begging him to have food. He was a born leader. At that tender age, one could see the kid settling disputes amongst his friends, and sharing whatever he had with his closest chums. Born in a family drowned in Vedic traditions, taking to a spiritual life was like how a fish takes to water. Sundareshwarer Iyer, the kid's father was a purohit. The son was brought up, as in a typical Brahmin household, with emphasis on the acharaas, and the anushtanaas.
The kid used to constantly complain to his friends about his mother calling him Lingam. To his parents, he was Lingam, but to his friends he was Brahma. Natesan Brahmalingam was a student par excellence. Both in the educational stream, and in the educational and the spiritual stream, he was a fast learner. Life moved at a quick pace for him till he actually finished studying. At this stage, he was a good looking, well built guy, and had a swarm of girls behind him. But his intentions were different. To study big, to do something to his people was what he aimed at.
At around this stage, he faced problems in college admissions. He couldn't get into the institution of his choice. All this because seats were blocked there for OBC candidates. A good student, that he was, he was denied a single seat in a very prestigious institution, whereas some other people, by sheer advantage of birth, were getting a seat. This was too much for him to handle. It was in this juncture that he, along with his childhood chum Chandru began the Anti Reservation Association. He was ARA 001, and ARA 002 was Chandru.
Over the years, the ARA became a very powerful institution, operating from the interiors of Dindivanam. It got arms, and also got the name to even shake the foundations of various political powers. The very name of Brahmalingam took the entire state by fear. But the war between the political powers and the ARA was unending. It was at this stage that the ARA did something drastic, something that would catapult it to national fame, or rather infame, but showcase Brahma's powers to the entire country!!
The kid used to constantly complain to his friends about his mother calling him Lingam. To his parents, he was Lingam, but to his friends he was Brahma. Natesan Brahmalingam was a student par excellence. Both in the educational stream, and in the educational and the spiritual stream, he was a fast learner. Life moved at a quick pace for him till he actually finished studying. At this stage, he was a good looking, well built guy, and had a swarm of girls behind him. But his intentions were different. To study big, to do something to his people was what he aimed at.
At around this stage, he faced problems in college admissions. He couldn't get into the institution of his choice. All this because seats were blocked there for OBC candidates. A good student, that he was, he was denied a single seat in a very prestigious institution, whereas some other people, by sheer advantage of birth, were getting a seat. This was too much for him to handle. It was in this juncture that he, along with his childhood chum Chandru began the Anti Reservation Association. He was ARA 001, and ARA 002 was Chandru.
Over the years, the ARA became a very powerful institution, operating from the interiors of Dindivanam. It got arms, and also got the name to even shake the foundations of various political powers. The very name of Brahmalingam took the entire state by fear. But the war between the political powers and the ARA was unending. It was at this stage that the ARA did something drastic, something that would catapult it to national fame, or rather infame, but showcase Brahma's powers to the entire country!!
Chapter 1
He finally reached their territory. The walk was careful. He knew he was taking on a very difficult path here. If this failed, if they were warned, it would push the government another ten years back.
Rajesh Ratnam was the editor of the famous magazine DinaNeethi (Daily Justice), but now he was doing the most dreaded job of his life. He was an imposter in these regions, and was here to interview someone the rest of the state wished to discover. The man, who from the inner forests of Dindivanam had ruled the entire of South India for twenty years now on the pretext of being his spokesperson.
He went up to a small shop, and asked for the route to Lingam's camp. There was a flutter in the shopkeeper's face, and with a puzzled look, showed him the way. He went, and with the help of the numerous shopkeepers in the way, he went up to a gate.
On reaching the gate, he knocked at it, and was opened by a security guard. On asking details, he was sent in. They led him into a dark room, one with just a single window. He found the atmosphere absolutely intimidating.
As he was pondering about how to go about the entire meeting, entered a man, with an imposing moustache, and a heavy frame. He came in, and took a chair. Then, after puffing a smoke of his favourite WILLS cigar, he came up and spoke very softly.
"Chandrakant Koundinya, ARA 002."
The name sent ripples through his mind. The great Chandra master. How many stories of valour he had heard, and the very fact that he was sitting in front of the man now made him feel his worst nightmares all in one. He gathered all his courage, and said, "I want to meet Lingam anna."
On hearing this, Koundinya took his silenced revolver, and made a silent shot at Ratnam. He then made a call to Ganesh, and said "I've killed a cheat of a dog here. Dispose him off."
He then called all the shopkeepers living on the road outside the premises, and said, " Well done boys, we have stopped yet another security breach! Poor guy did not know how we refer Thalaivar to as!! Who in the entire area of Dindivanam knows Thalaivar as Lingam! He is Brahma, and will always remain our Brahma!!"
Rajesh Ratnam was the editor of the famous magazine DinaNeethi (Daily Justice), but now he was doing the most dreaded job of his life. He was an imposter in these regions, and was here to interview someone the rest of the state wished to discover. The man, who from the inner forests of Dindivanam had ruled the entire of South India for twenty years now on the pretext of being his spokesperson.
He went up to a small shop, and asked for the route to Lingam's camp. There was a flutter in the shopkeeper's face, and with a puzzled look, showed him the way. He went, and with the help of the numerous shopkeepers in the way, he went up to a gate.
On reaching the gate, he knocked at it, and was opened by a security guard. On asking details, he was sent in. They led him into a dark room, one with just a single window. He found the atmosphere absolutely intimidating.
As he was pondering about how to go about the entire meeting, entered a man, with an imposing moustache, and a heavy frame. He came in, and took a chair. Then, after puffing a smoke of his favourite WILLS cigar, he came up and spoke very softly.
"Chandrakant Koundinya, ARA 002."
The name sent ripples through his mind. The great Chandra master. How many stories of valour he had heard, and the very fact that he was sitting in front of the man now made him feel his worst nightmares all in one. He gathered all his courage, and said, "I want to meet Lingam anna."
On hearing this, Koundinya took his silenced revolver, and made a silent shot at Ratnam. He then made a call to Ganesh, and said "I've killed a cheat of a dog here. Dispose him off."
He then called all the shopkeepers living on the road outside the premises, and said, " Well done boys, we have stopped yet another security breach! Poor guy did not know how we refer Thalaivar to as!! Who in the entire area of Dindivanam knows Thalaivar as Lingam! He is Brahma, and will always remain our Brahma!!"
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