Agastya was standing in the balcony of Lotus apartment. Chill wind is blowing and the black clouds are bubbling with joy. The thick black clouds reminded Ragini's long. luxuriant hair. Her healthy hair cascades down her shoulders, flows over her terrifying bulges. He remembered Geoffrey Chaucer's "Rondel of Merciless beauty.
"Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene"
Chaucer repeats these lines. His emotions don't cross these lines. But they are not enough for my Ragini. Rondel may be beautiful but Ragini is charming. Ragini is a towering sexuality a nymphet beyond compare. Had Helen been alive she would have been jealous of ravishingly seductive Ragin. The 30 BCE Egyptian queen would accept that Ragini is the real femme fatal. Each beauty queen has her own beauty secret (like cleopatra bathes in donkey milk) but Ragini's beauty itself is a secret. She keeps her beauty hidden. She leaves her hair loosely while drinking. When he was trying to imagine how it dances on her halfmoons a gust of chill wind touched Agastya's face and brought him out of his imagination. He kissed the wind. He uttered a moan. Ahaa Ragini!
He looked up at the sky. The moon that lit up the sky the previous night is out of sight
The bibulous sky absorbed the moon
The sun is showing up in the dawn
The trouble and strife has gone
with showers rays of hope on man
Mom's condition is no more critical, She will be discharged from hospital. She is the moon of this house and the sun of my world. Agastya was happy. He went into the bathroom to take bath. He has many things to do. He must go see Senthil, Alas! I could not go to MGM hospital due to my mom's condition. Later I must go to Apollo hospital to see my mom. I must find who the suspicious old lady was. Finally I must go to his Aunt Angayar to dig out the secret behind the photos she has showed him. Agastya finished his bath and dressed up. He stood before the mirror to comb his hair. He took the wide brush and combing from bottom up. He stood looking his curly hair. He was fiddling with his locks. Suddenly a smile bloomed on his pink lips as he saw the form in the mirror. It was Angayar, the chennai aunt.
Angayar looked as beautiful as peacock in her colourful saree. Her breast is as plump as a partridge. Her eyes are as beautiful as almonds. She doesn't hide her feminine charms like Ragini. If her curvaceous body makes her look like rotund apple her rotund butts make her look like a honey pot. Sangam literature explores the beauty of love and women with mesmerising choice of words best describes the woman's beauty . Angayar looks like the essence of Sangam beauty. Agastya lost himself in the mirror looking at Angayar.
"You are becoming a Narcissus Agastya" said Angayar. "What do you mean?" said Agastya.
Roman poet Ovid's Metamorphoses poem tells the mythical story of a handsome young man, Narcissus, who refuses the advances of many potential lovers. Eco was a nymph who fell in love with him. She was one of those whom Narcissus ignored So the Goddess, Aphrodite cursed him. Narcissus walked by a pool of water He saw his reflection, became entranced by it, and killed himself.
Agastya laughed and said " I am not entranced by my hair but embarrassed by it. It is hard for me to maintain my curly hair. Had I got money I would call the Italian hair dresser Rossano Ferretti, the most expensive hair dresser in the world."
Angayar: O my my! no doubt you slipped into narcissism , you are after beauty!
Agastya: A thing of beauty is joy for ever!!!
First have breakfast then you can think of beauty. Angayar served breakfast from the hot-pack she has brought. She put a plate on the dining table and served in it. Agastya asked Angayar to eat. She disagreed but Agastya forced her. Finally they ate together.
You are looking beautiful aunty, your beauty can destroy the walls of troy. Angayar was shy but remained calm. It seems you have the special programme today under the guidance of Diana. Angayar blushed " Little Rascal how do you know! She showed mock anger.
All the best my my dearest aunty. You are the only one close to my heart. said Agastya.
Angayar took the empty hot-pack and ran back. When she was crossing the door Agastya said " Wish you all success!"
After passing by Telugu film star Sobanbabu statue Agastya turned left at Khal's foot world and entered Nelson road where MGM hospital was located. There are a few second hand bookstalls on the pavement. The rows of colour books caught his attention. Agastya slowed his steps. There are a few students and old men. The students are buying competitive exam books and the old men are buying spiritual. Agastya stopped at Maran book stores where the fine array of novels with colourful covers pleasantly stole his eyeballs. His gaze is fixed on the Adultery (Adultério in Portuguese) is a novel by Brazilian author Paulo Coelho. He bought the novel and moved. He reached the hospital 11 storied 400 bed hospital. he found out while the doctors were still in rounds. He went to the reception. while asking for Senthil he was spotted by Perumal.
How did you come here? Agastya asked him.
"What is that senseless question?" asked Perumal.
"You don't have college today." We have Dassarrah .
"Oh You have holidays like me" said Agastya
Perumal took him to the third floor. Aravan and Senthil were already there.
Senthil got up and sat in the bed when Agastya and Perumal entered.
The doctors are in rounds. said Perumal and asked Senthil " where is your father?"
My father has gone to the hospital canteen. said Senthil and shut the door. Later the three friends briefed Agastya about their plan. Agastya was shocked. Bhaktavatsalam who finished his breakfast came back to his son's room was equally shocked. He stood at the door and listened to the plan. He understood the demon possession drama. He beat on his chest gently and repeatedly with his open hand.
"Your teasing is too much." Agastya said to Perumal. " She is your aunt's daughter , you are showing soft corner to her. Have you forgotten how much and how long she teased us?" said Senthil. " Is it teasing? No, it is torture" said Aravan.
"This is our reaction to her action." said Senthil with vicious pleasure showing in his laugh.
Agastya: Whatever it is, your drama has gone too far ahead into your academics.
Senthil : You are advocating for Ragini.
Agastya: Yes, may be I am. Even otherwise, Think that I am devils advocate. You may be debarred by your college. Do you know Recently Kollam medical college in Kerala has debarred three medical students for five years. Kerala high court upheld its decision and it is reported in the news.
Perumal : That is for the exam malpractice. Our drama has nothing to do with the college. My father is the fifth additional judge.
Senthil : My father is the District judge. (Additional judge is subordinate to District Judge in administrative matters.) He asked me not to divulge this. He will look after everything.
Aravan : It is a wonder. The man who was crying here yesterday was District Judge.
Bhaktavatsalam senthil's father standing at the door said to himself " Oh! that is your confidence, I know how to deal with your demon drama." He left the place and met the doctors and was explaining what was happening in his son's room.
Agastya in the room was convincing them " You are the son's of great fathers who care for the sons to drop their revenge scheme. "No, how can it be! said Perumal.
Hardly had Perumal finished when Bhaktavatsalam and the doctors entered the room.
How is your demon? asked Dr. Bhutalingam. " What is her wish?" asked Dr. Sarabhalingam
Ennaku ethuvum Triyaadu ( I don't know anything) Senthil harped on the same string.
Agastya : How can doctors deal with demons? There is no demon actually...
Who is this boy? asked Bhaktavatsalam. " He is Agastya, our friend" said Perumal.
Dr. jambulingam: Look Agastya, dealing with devil has long been a part of medicine. Last year when I went to Amsterdam I saw children possessed by demon. they would at first be seized by a violent frenzy, then fall to the ground, their bodies wracked with painful convulsions. Once the fits had passed, the children reported no memory of them. This is the work of the devil, Senthil has no memory in him , it must be the work of a devil.
Senthil : ennakku eduvum teriyadu. ( I don't know anything)
Dr.Sarabhalingam : Now we need exorcism.
Perumal : Yes, Ragini must come here. I have sent her message. She has to serve Senthil during his hospital stay.
Aravan : Yes, She is the reason for demon possession.
Dr Jambulingam : It takes more time to exorcise in that way. There is hunter man in kodambakkam. He is an expert exorcist. We will take Senthil to the exorcist.
Bhaktavatsalam : It seems like mass demonic possession. Multiple exorcisms would be required. These boys also need the same treatment.
Perumal , Senthil , Aravan : You mean hunter treatment.
The act of exorcism involves the expulsion of an evil spirit or demon who has taken residence inside a person. As an activity designed to rid a person of the demonic possession. It may involve lashing , burning and piercing needles. They prick needles all over the body and do pooja. By the end of pooja the needles fall down showing that the demon has left.
SAP showed a dazed faces. Senthil said " Daddy I want to give her tit for tat because she tortured me but anyway we never guessed that the matter would take this direction.
Agastya was giggling from time to time looking at their facial feelings.
Bhaktavatsalam : give me one example of how she tortured you.
Perumal said " I was driving my car in the rain. I saw her walking. She was getting wet. I asked her to get into the car. She said that she was fascinated by rain. She wanted to go by bike. If I had bike she would go with me. I asked her to wait a few minutes. I came back with the bike but she wasn't there.
Is it youthful or childish behaviour Bhaktavatsalam was confused but he was shocked at setting weird tasks for the boys. He was irritated by her non-chanlant behaviour and complained about her temerity to the Dean of the college.
"Ragini had devised a plan and it took an unexpected turn, SAP devised a drama it took an unexpected turn. Man proposes God disposes." Agastya said to himself and walked to the hospital imagining the possible consequences of Bhaktavatsalam's complaint. He took auto to Greams road.
The Auto was running towards Apollo hospital. He remembered his mother's wilted face on the bed. He felt very sorry for the in which she is living. He remembered how she came to Visakha with money when he was ill. She appeared on the same day with money. She could not save enough money for her medical emergency. He remembered the hardships his mother had undergone due to his father.
He was turning the pages of the novel Adultery. It was about women's craving for passionate sex. The narrative, told in the first-person perspective of Linda. She begins telling readers how unfulfilled her life was even though she has the perfect life in the eyes of the society. She has a loving and rich husband, two adorable children, and is a journalist at a well-respected Swiss newspaper. Still, she feels that she needs a change. One day, she has conversation with a friend who suffers from depression. Lynda make out that her next stage is depression if she has no change in life.
Her boss sends Linda to interview a promising politician named Jacob who also happens to be an ex-boyfriend from her school days. She meets him in his office, interviews him, and is about to leave when he locks the door and kisses her. She gives him oral sex. At first, she has mixed feelings about her actions, but then she realizes that she feels better. She likes the feeling and from that point on becomes obsessed with getting Jacob as she thinks that he is the man she loves.
Agastya could not read anymore because he wants to read about a man's perspective of Adultery. He wants to know why men get into adultery but the author is presenting a woman's perspective. It seems he is positive about Adultery. He wants to blame Adultery, blame his father. Suddenly he remembered Vikraman. Why should I not blame him? but he is helping my mother. Why should he help him. The auto stopped at the signals. He saw Diana going with somebody. He is driving Royal Enfield. She sat behind him wearing jeans. Diana is so pretty. Angayar is beautiful but Ragini is irresistibly attractive. What will happen to her? It is not her mistake. Is it the boys mistake. " pasi ... pasi.. baaboo pasi irike, saapatu ille. orruba kudu" ( hunger.... hunger.... no food... give me one rupee) The beggar woman was begging stretching her hand into the auto. Agastya took out five rupee note and gave it to her praying to God for the speedy recovery of his mother. The auto moved. He remembered the old woman who offered money. Who is she? The auto reached the hospital. He got down from the auto paid the money and started walking into the hospital. This is an unexpected journey is leading me to my destiny. I should not have come here. Then who will save my mother. Amma....his inner voice cried. Tears rolled in his eyes.
Meenakshi was lying on bed. Her face is somewhat fresh. The old woman who offered money is sitting by her side. Her face is not as grave as it was. She smiled at Agastya. She started telling something to Meenakshi in Tamil. Agastya did not understand. He is Vikram's mother. Agastya folded his hands. The nurse gave orange juice to Meenakshi. She sat on the bed and started drinking the juice. The nurse said to Agastya "After platelet infusion your mother is out of danger. There is no fever." The old woman said something to Agastya in Tamil. Agastya did not understand. Meenakshi became the interpreter " why did you not take the money, that I offered?" Agastya looked uncomfortably. Another nurse took Meenakshi to the weighing machine to note the weight.
The old woman said something at length. Agastya could not understand. He said in Telugu " Let my mother come I don't understand Tamil" But the old woman did not understand. She continued to talk in Tamil. Agastya now said the same thing in English but the old woman did not stop. The nurse laughed and said "she doesn't understand English either. Let me explain what she says" The nurse told Agastya that the old woman belong to Tanjavur. She has great respect for Agastya's great grandfather. Agastya was surprised. The nurse continued " She says that your mother is like a heritage property must be held in high esteem. She is a queen without a palace" Agastya started understanding things slowly. The darkness in his mind is replaced by light. The mystery in his heart melts and the sad feelings settled in his heart flew away like doves towards bright light. A smile bloomed on his lips.....
Meenakshi came back to the bed from the weighing machine. Agastya looked at her mother with a keen eye. She looked like a queen without a throne a diamond without a casket. She saw Agastya smiling. His smile is clear. It is the mirror of his mind. Meenakshi smiled. Her smile is the celebration, it is the jubilation. Vikram's mother who said something in Tamil again. It a a bit lengthy. Agastya understood only one word Nalla paiyan, which means good boy. Just then a group of doctors came and examined Meenakshi. One of them bent and touched the old woman's feet. She blessed him and said something in Tamil. Agastya looked at the nurse. She did not look at him. She was paying attention to the doctors. The chief doctor took the reports into his hands. He was slowly turning the bunch of reports. Agastya was anxiously waiting for his remarks. He opened his lips and said " Everything is alright, you can go home today. " The team left.
The nurse said " The man who touched the feet of the old woman is the chairman of the Hospital" Agastya felt that a bomb exploded in his lap. Just then a group of ten people flooded in. The chairman of the hospital came in again. Agastya understood that there were government officials. They all showered great respect on her. They were talking very politely to her in Tamil. " What is so great about this old woman?" thought Agastya. She must be a rich woman. He could not guess more than that. While they were talking Agastya was pushed to a corner. She was introducing Meenakshi to them. The joy of meeting the old woman was apparent on their faces. One of them gave her a mini violin. It was a Tamil movie without subtitles for Agastya.
All arrangements were made for her discharge. Just then came a tall man. Agastya understood that he is Vikraman. He greeted Meenakhi with a smile and folded hands. Meenakshi folded her hands. "I was abroad. It took some time for me to comeback. How are you now?" I am fine said Meenakshi. He asked the driver to drop Meenakshi to her house. The government officials came to the hospital main gate. There was a small crowd of people and group of photographers at the gate. Before Meenakshi Agastya sat in the back seat the photographers took several photos. Vikraman shut the door. The car moved. The old woman was waving her hand at the car.
Mom, I have a doubt , who is that old woman? why government officials came to see her?" She is Jayanthi Ayyar the wife of Nammakkal Narasinhan. They are not government officers they are health minister and minister for Hindu Religious and Charitable Endowments (HR&CE). "They spoke everything in Tamil. I could not understand" replied Agastya. That is why I asked you to learn Tamil. Who is the jayanthi? asked Agastya. " I have told you that she is the wife of Namakkal Narasinhan who is the famous violin artist who received the highest civilian award Kalaimamini by the Tamilanadu government." replied Meenakshi.
Agastya remembered Nitin Gadkari visiting Latha Mangeshkar in Bombay beech Candy hospital. Oh! She has such a stature! when that thought struck his mind he was elated. His mother received such love and care from the state! This love is showered on his grandfather He fondly remembered his grandfather. Being born to such a great mother! He remembered the depressed feelings he had when he was coming to Hospital. In sharp contrast with those depressed feelings he has ebullient feelings. He felt that this journey has helped him discover the purpose of his life. He remembered Bharatavarsha who was telling the importance of ancestors. He could not understand well at that time.
He understood the wisdom of his mother. When Agastya was trying to ask another question Meenakshi said "tomorrow you read the newspaper you will understand everything. She asked him " Agastya , how to you get the money to pay for the hospital bill?" Amma I have not done anything illegal. I have not stolen, begged or borrowed. still I have done something wrong. You will know that after you reached home. You have to excuse me." said Agastya. They reached home. When Agastya was opening the door Kunkum Agarwal came and took Meenakshi's hands and said " I am happy that you are back in less than a week . I will help you in the domestic chores until you are completely alright" Agastya opened the door they all got in. Agastya went in Meenakshi settled in the sofa. Kunkum was preparing fruit juice for Meenakshi. Just then Diana came with her sister Lulu.
"Where is your disciple?" asked Meenakshi. "She is going to Gummadipoodi this evening." Why is going there? asked a surprised Meenakshi. Diana smiled and said " She is going with her husband. I have also engaged Taxi" She winked her eye at Meenakshi. Meenakshi was shy for a while later she said " Naughty girl! you won't let them stay home, Is it necessary to go far?" It is practical exam for my romantic training! Change of weather is mandatory! said Diana enthusiastically. 10 year old Lulu ( short name for louveller) said " What is romantic training?" Lulu you are talking bees and birds, get away! shouted Diana. Louveller started crying. "O God! why do you scold my little darling. What did she ask?" said Meenakshi. "Bees and birds means children talking about ummch... ummch..." Diana made loud kissing sounds in the air and winked at Meenakshi. Meenakshi twisted Diana's ear " You raunchy rascal"
His majesty who ruled the kingdom of earth sinks beyond the undulating western ridges. He casts his last rays on the tilting earth and gleams like a diamond in the western horizon. Darkness blows its trumpet announcing the arrival of the queen - the moon. The yellow full moon looms large and low across the horizon. When the moon slowly seized the position the stars began to rock. The air blows cool but sweet. From across the orchards and orchids it carries the fragrance of fruits and flowers. The moon reaches soaring high and showers beams of bright light on towering cliffs and tall trees. The Mountains and the mice, the ponds and the fish, the ship and the sea everything is silvery. Nothing can slip from her unyielding grip.
In the emerald garden of Gummadipoodi located far away from Chennai city where tranquillity reigns the moon rise pours joy into the love-scented hearts of Angayar and Varadachari. Varada the dance maestro started dancing with unprecedented romantic gungho and Angayar the music teacher began singing with unusual gusto.
The lotuses in the ponds of emerald garden smile at the par-amour.
"How sweet is the air! How romantic is the right! This is the domain of love! Whispered Angayar in Varada's ear. Varadachari the maestro of dance looked into Angayar's eyes. "I see fire in your eyes! This garden is abode of love. This lascivious villa should host our love game." He said amorously. " Our first ever love game" replied Angayar with husky voice. "
The moon shows the tired world below her sweet magic. The lush green fields and trees soak in the moonlight. The moon paints the cliffs with her silvery rays. Yellow stained and shadows enfolds the nature represent the joys and fears of Angayar's heart.
"Still unknown coldness bites me." said Varadachari. The coldness is the fear in him that springs from successive failures. "My body is a warm bed that summons you tonight. Nature strikes her match in me. I am your hot bed. Steal the warm pleasures from me and bring my flames into control. Varada took her hand and looked into her eyes. His eyes are wild. His looks pricked Angayar. She felt like pot on fire. Varada pulled her close. She leaned on his chest. He hugged her from behind.
The gust of wind touched the night jasmine boughs rendering the flowers fall loosely on her hair. They stay there for a while and later started slipping from the hair and tangled in her breast. The flowers tangled in her breast are intoxicating the couple. Another gust of wind brought more flowers falling on her. They are tickling Varada but kissing her everywhere. The koel on the mango tree trilled a melody. His hands switched on to her globes. Angayar kanne turned back hugged him tight and locked her lips with his. The hug was so tight that the wind failed to get between them.
The nature was looking at the romance with bated breath. The wind sighed terribly, the horse neighed violently, the mangoes weighed heavily. The fire within seems eternal and the hug seems to be unending. Some night jasmine flowers crushed between their packed bodies cry frantically. They could feel the rhythm of each other's hearts. Her man was hard like rock. That hard touch has ignited every cell of her body. She felt boiling heat within. Without losing a minute she pulled him into the garden house for the most traditional and sacred activity. The next moment they were on the bed in the dim lit room.
She transformed herself into goddess Ishtar of Mesopotamia whom the Sumerians worshipped in the third millennium BC The goddess addresses her lover as follows:
Who will plow my vulva?
Who will plow my wet ground?
As for me, the young woman,
who will plow my vulva?
Who will station the ox there?
The vulva represents the ground to be sown. Ishtar’s royal lover answers, “I, Dumuzi the King, will plow your vulva.” At fever pitch of excitement, the goddess cries, “Then plow my vulva, man of my heart!” Varadachari became the Dumuzi. Angayar was unaware of all these things merely led by passion. The night was melting. The whole world is the fruit of the such sacred plowing.
The world that came from vulva latter bans it. The vulva fell out of favour in the ancient Greek and Roman world. Artists often depicted the phallus, but the vulva is almost nowhere to be seen. The vulva was lost to censorship. Varadachari was doing his best but after midnight Angayar became Messalina the most devious and sexually voracious personality reputed for promiscuity who is noted for her triumph in exhausting as many fit young men in a sexual contest. Her all-night sex competition with a male prostitute lasted for 24 hours and Messalina won with a score of 25 partners.
Ancient Roman poet Juvenal ( Decimus Junis Juvenalis ) wrote 16 satires, divided into five books. He mentions Messalina twice in his satires. The sixth satire contains the notorious description of how the Empress used to work clandestinely all night in a brothel under the name of the She-Wolf. The tenth satire describes how she compelled Gaius Silius to divorce his wife and marry her. Is she Angayar has the power of she wolf.
I surrender to the spirit of the night - Samantha Fox the English pop singer's mellifluous voice is heard as the faint waves come floating in the air. Angayar reached the climax of her romantic game surpassing all the limitations. she reached the pinnacle of pleasure and achieved a perfect orgasm and extreme relaxation that resulted in sound sleep.
When she opened her eyes it was dawn. She saw through the window. There is no moon in the sky. She thought perhaps it was melted in the love.