Saturday, October 31, 2009
Comments on God’s own country from God’s own creation – Kerala differs
He was tired and that made him sleep easily. Soon the train passed Andra and Tamil nadu and stopped at a station called coimbatore in the morning with a jerking noise, “Kshirrrrr”. He opened his eyes, went outside crossing the doors and washed his face. The train soon started running and after a couple of hour he saw plenty of coconut trees and greenery around him, he recognized it was none other than God’s own country, the Kerala. This was the first time he was traveling alone to Kerala where he had permission to visit on vacation basis, once in a year. There was a gap of 6 years between his visit to Kerala.
By noon of that paralyzing day when Kerala was merely a hot burning ball and not a cold ice-cream, he stepped out of the train and started walking on the platform of Kayamkulam Junction, a part of god’s own country until he reached an end where he could rest his hands that were tired holding a heavy briefcase and a packet full of eatables. He saw a bench half filled with two people and sat on it, making him comfortable. He gripped the towel and began rubbing it over his face, sinking it around and into the sockets of his eyes and across the exposed flesh of his neck until his skin was apparent.
He took a long breath and started walking again towards the bus stand. He knew less about Kerala and its culture; he was only familiar with god’s own country through amma who used to tell him about its beauty. This was the first time he saw sun, so unpleasant and showering loads of hot wealth in the environment. He was completely wet with sweat but happy to see the land that god had created, full with his artistic creations.
He saw a bus coming towards him and made efforts to read the name plate as Adoor. He knew this bus can take him to his destination. He got in and sat besides a lady the age of his mother. Soon the bus stopped at the stop and two women got in from the front door. They started staring at him and one lady asked him to stand and let her sit. He said “why should I when I am the first to pick the seat”. This resulted in a quarrel and later he come to know that in god’s own country women and men are supposed to sit on different seats. Ha ha, this was my first chance being god’s own creation to understand his country and its customs.
I always think why women and men in Kerala cannot be seen with the same eyes. I did not get a convincing answer to my question yet but I would appreciate comments and opinions.
You all who sincerely read this post for complete will think why I am writing so long when I could have said this using short sentence. I don’t know why but my friends complain me being too descriptive.
I read a post written by Swapna raghu sanand named saree woes where she writes about the problems she faces with draping layers of saree. That is worth reading and makes me remember an incident when my friend landed in kerala to visit god’s own country. He visited padmanabha swami temple and was stopped at the doors for wearing pants. They requested him to wear a mundu(a clothing similar to lungi, white in colour weared in Kerala and nearby south Indian states) which he was hearing for the first time.
He got himself dressed in the mundu with the help of a retailer and went for praying. While he was busy praying his mundu left his waist and slipped heading towards the ground. He noticed it when people started laughing at him. She then continued the prayers round the temple holding his hands on the mundu. He said he would never return to kerala if he has to wear a mundu.
I am surprised why cant people enter a temple wearing pants? Any comments and opinions on this would be appreciated.
I mentioned prior in my Article named 100th post on My Akkidies (mistakes) in Kerala, Gods own country about the problems caused by CITU and INTUC union in Kerala where they are said to be authorized for every loading and unloading tasks, and open hand fishing. Is this the right way and are they doing the right things?
Isn’t every citizen in God’s own country authorized to decide what he need to purchase for his house/ office and who should unload it? Any comments and opinions on this topic would be appreciated as you are one of god’s own creation.
I went to a temple and they instructed me to remove my shirts, even my baniyan. It was another venue for me to showcase the 6 pack abs but irritation for the ones who were new to this culture and had big hanging tummies. My friend asked me why is this restricted to temples in Kerala and are the gods interested to see their devotees undressed? I had no answers to his question.
I asked the priest and he said that god’s statue emits positive energy that is directed towards men’s chest and woman’s forehead. He had an answer to my question but I was not convinced. The next question would be why god isn’t emitting rays on the chest of the people living in north India. Do the concept of ray’s change with locality?
I think Women are also not allowed to wear salwar suit in some temples. Now why is this?
Is the god in God’s own country watching devotees more different than other states? Any comments and opinions on this topic would be greatly appreciated.
This is no where criticizing the creation of god neither it is to showcase only the wrong sides of the things happenings here but these are the unanswered questions by me, and my comments on God’s own country being god’s own creation. This is why I say, Kerala differs.