THE WORDSMITH OF KUTTANAD

Missing the warmth and serenity of my land.Glancing through the pages of Life of the multitudes of Kuttanad aroused my pulse. Kuttanad- An amazing geographical region on the banks of Pamba  river manifesting the natural beauty of my God's own abode. Known by the sobriquet"the rice bowl of Kerala", the life of people hailing from this land is vested on the farm lands and paddy fields. This region, a thing apart from all other regions of Kerala holds disparity in social relations too.I am always fascinated by the Thakazhi village of this Taluk and its grandeur was brought to the map of international acclaim by none other than the realistic writer who portrayed the real man with flesh and blood- Thakazhi Sivasankara Pillai..

If classicism can be called the absence of humans, romanticism is the human beings at the extremes of human emotion. It is in realist writing only, we can feel the man who is depicted as the way he is although far away from the ivory towers and sky scrapers..I was really moved when going through the felt miseries and hardships undergone by the middle class people of Kuttanad portrayed by Thakazhi......So, I have made up by mind to go and have some time once again at this land of "real innocence and sincerity" of the agrarian life of my state which is often ridiculed and addressed by some guys of the desert where am now staying as the "sate with high literacy". Even though they criticise a lot,it is a matter of pride that my state holds such a position and let the situation may not get degraded like some other sates of India which are "literally illiterate". Whatever happens, some conceptions are never transformed from the minds of man and that is what is reflected to a great extent in the writings of the novelist of Thakazhi as well.Now waiting eagerly to hv the nx trip to Aleppey with my IJT PRESS CLUB 2013-14 gang .As usual,farmer suicides of Kuttanad create a major hubbub. But now the situation has given way for "babu kuzhimattom's, Mani sir's,Kiss of love and so on...........Still something rocks me back to the agrarian land which fills my recesses with the freshness of ever green colour hinting a note of optimism.

Dedicated to my dear friends who are always the great admirers of our culture ,land and yearning to have a glance of Kerala bust in scenery, greenery and the warmth of valleys, lakes and the village folk!