A village is a goddess

My name is Vani.. I was spending the day in Chennai as a dust and a traffic. My work at the placement office. I had the opportunity to attend a conference at Flagstone. My close friend Srinivasan was the last month of his arrival in Kalyanam and the next day in his own village of Upper Mankalam. Paka Village is it. The bus will go from big pool twice a day. Half of the town's homes have no power. My mother was not physically fit during his stoning and I could not attend the stone. Well, he could not go to Kalyanam, and after this he came a walk to the village he seemed to be greeting his wife.

At the same time the wave came from him. Speaking for a while, “ Am I history for you, tomorrow? I said ”.

He's going to tell you not to come? I took the bus from the big pool to Vatalagund.

Sean had come to Vatalagund on a bike. I am a woman until now, though my friend is

He never froze that much. Now the woman was confused with me as she saw what she did not see. I smiled inside..

I called the cafe to eat coffee. Sankojam disappeared to speak, and old friendship prevailed...

“ Mrs. Mom's gone home..! This is Audi Massamille.. I remember what he said ”.

“ Iyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..! ”

“ What? Metrasil Vachib..! Festival in town..! Look at Sami..! Where is the family arranged..! ! ”

I looked at him with astonishment. He is an atheist.

I got off the bike with excitement because I knew his mother's father before.

“ Cross Ranching This Morphing Marit Street, Go To Second Left Where To Get Home..! ”

“ Go on? ” I smiled. “ Metrasil doesn't talk like this, monkey biale..! ”

“ That's right, what's up? Is fear of theft too much? ” I asked.

He smiled..

“ This streetwear was a time period.. Mull and Marble ..Marit Street Wachu Bar..! ”

At the Chinese house, I dipped a bottle in the rain of affection for his relatives. Some have called it the Chinese Pentatia. I am not weak enough to see all this.

Then we left the temple..

On the way, they had a coconut wave and put on the roof. Young green grasses were poured into the ground. The banana tree was built on crumbling bamboo for the roof. Mavil's posture in the middle, the roof at the top..! Real Mavil Posture..! Not as plastic as it does in the city..! The morning of Padinoru was blown away by the wind..! I consumed the smell of the cow grass there. Bustle thrill all the way..! An experience not even a dream in city life..!

We recently got the temple.

In the pre-templete dung waxed and spread with mackerel. Two pedestal fans were around. A cow was feeding her calf. This page was walking on a cuticle blocked by a cutaway plate. Two shaft electrics were circling.. Crows and dogs around the residue tank..

The pool opposite..!

Ground visible marble water..! Eighteen depth that looks like three ! Recently the Board of Thur. Some of the ponds floated. They are left in the bath water with the heat in the hollow. The plant was visible in the expansive pool. One of the staring fish was hopping with a noise of “ Salab ”. It seemed like jumping from one cloud to another, a view that was not visible..!

After the sun rises, its image is visible in the water...If you walk on the foot of the Vu, you can even touch the sun..!

The solid and barn for goat poultry is left to the temple. Some of the services were sitting in the Nagaling tree watching their couple go. The cows showed up with Santanab Pote to mark the Go Pooja walk. The ground was scattered as straw, agatikir, castor, and daydream. I was surprised to find the artificial fountain in the middle of the shed. Can you see another temple like this?

Very elegant arrangements..! All these are the handcuffs of China..!

Some pigeons in the paint tower Truong...Truong.

The baby and the right side of the womb were swollen.

L. hanging in the temple.E T lights, fan, and harp music that didn't leak the leaked ears on DVD all showed my friend's hand. In each of the temple pillars, they spread the lower sand and lit the almond plated introverted. Chandelier on top of pillars..!

There were some embossed paintings on the pillars. Most were extinct by time. Painting of lingam, cow, snake, one another with a plate, a woman holding her tongue, a painting with a cot.., male female confluence..!

Jawadu was holding the mop and doing the iconic linges..! Sprout blends around the light yellow..

The child was shown with Santanaq Kappot and Semperuthipu.

Here the black man Swami is worshiped as a sundarak. Usually the uterine Swami is a gaddy mustache and egg-eyed with terrific appearance; Here the black Sami was like a half-must and naughty boy..! Clip on the shoulder..!

A female goddess in her pregnancy, at the average height of men in pregnancy..! Celiyamma...! The feature of the goddess of pakula..!

She wore a blossom and a nose in sandalwood, a lotus, a latch garland, a vacuum skirt, and a four-sided pedestal. There is affection and affection in the back hands. The forerunner was forthcoming. Something in another hand..!

Shake..

He showed the pedestal. Painting like one another with corpses stacked..!

Amman was preparing for the peak.

To be a mold of the statue of the mother and the statue of the centurion, the child idol was different from them....

We sat in solid and drank young water.

To the elder from China, “ blue robe for sugar pongal farmer tomorrow? Is it ready for the luggage? Blue Vetti come and go? ” asked..

“ Vanduachungya ” responded with humility..!

Seanu sighed as he completed a great thing. He looked at my face.

“ The daily army here is the field of the cape. The army will go to Seliamma to remove the army from the Red Army. Audi Mass Last Friday we will be raising the pill sugar pongal niwet for Centaurak Black. Let's farm the hairy blue roti sati pooja..! ”

I narrowed him down. Is this such an important thing? Even if the office is in the office, is the rancher of the unsettled Chelyamma Festival? Any requests? M..E..?

Does it cost a couple of lakhs to make so much arrangements? If you want to make a donation to that size, do you have to be deeply involved? Is Sami involved in the affair with China? Unbelievable?

He smiled like my mind..!

“ Bunchee Shrine and Bunchee Shrine before the White House..! ”

I understand that he is starting to tell the story..!

“ Yes.. I said ”.

“ Aana, Ecchak caste separation, class grand..! Jameendar was Usandha Saadia. Land of the farm, the farmer of the country, the caste-level caste.. The inferior caste of mercenaries..!

There was a Jameenard here too. The tyrant..! His lineage is like that ! Swap the subordinate work.. Cooler..! No one knows who the punch detector inserts the heart knife..!

Pancreas..! Before the flowering and the kalayana, he had a rag to the mansion and the unwritten lawmaker..!

This is the case for poor mania..!

Flooding in the river and leaving a pomp..! Is it sweetheart. A family of porridge feeders supported them. There was a glitter in the family.. Vantarkulali..!

Kalyanam is sure to be the case for Vandarkuliy. Jameendar Eyelash Av Pattuta..! Mother's mother's raggedy..! Family Total Suicide Farming End..!

Come on..! I will not leave the shame and shame until I have the family to support me..!

Rendu Rendu or Aggama Paciேtே Seliamma Neighborhood Bonga..! Lightning fast Chelymama Avanga tongue clich ஒரே sole pull..! Rendu Bills also curl. Reef Rendu Screw the neck of the same..! A full hammer hammer neck resto renduo fall into the rain..! ”

I sat upright. This is not a legend; He says the historical incident. The painting I saw on the pillar was shaded in mind..!

He continued..

“ Wildfire Model This is a township. Did Connu put on a pomp of jameen? That courage is an inspiration to the people who have no intention of even opposing Jameen..!

Ten people came to rule Jameen the next day. Chelyman brave fight..! Just hand-held fights.. Every single person has a body of Connu.. Celiyamma..!

Wach the nose of the Chananga..! Can a toy be himself?

Sixty barracks came the next day. Chelyamma went out to fight like always..! This time, take the Avangay Coupidamale town knife, rye, plow, touch, fireball handkerchief and come and fight for Seliamma..! Even a boy took the handgun and saw it..!

Go to the neighborhood of Seliamma Guy and fight.. ! Go to the way of the cell...

Jameentar fell to death and asked for life..! !

An end to the tyranny of Avonod..! !

People of the town are gonna be grenade..! Pashladeviot feature tell him to start looking at the police goddess..!

The younger Jameendar came..! Is this the manifestation of the tyrannical farm. Ana Seliamma tries to pull her to her side by showing her money..! Seliamma Masiel..!

Ranchan tried to solve the secret cellium. The hut where he stayed was..! Seliamma Escape..!

Slot the cottage for Seliamma on the Janangar border..! A boy who belongs to Kavalab Boich. He is the Centurion..!

Doughty ate for Chelymama..! Mostly the cape..! Centurion will eat and take the rest to him and give it to Seliamma..! He's so bad for a defense..!

Younger Jameendar gave a bottle of poisoned sugar to Seliamma..! The blue barricade fell on all the Centurion's body that ate it..! ”

I understand. The blue robe was recalled by the incident, which produced the sugar pongal to the Redurak black man...!

Sean continued.

“ Centurion carved out an outrage for Seliamma..! Cut the chandelier that saw the younger Jameen in the House of Jameen..! Jameenchang plucking all the land..! Like the land, agriculture is a model..!

Then know what sweetheart..! Jameendar may also be injured in a competitive fight; Guess that sore thumb is settled..!

Believe there is no more pet..! That hope gives them courage..! Sadanga will host the events of that time..! Go back to the cause of the ritual..!

Seliamma is a petitioner. This reality cannot be told to the town..! Can't get..! When these are the hoax, the reality will dissolve in time..! History will ruin.. That's the tragedy..! You ask..! Happy Romance..! ”

He's done.

I'm in awe..! “ Ama, you know all this? ”

“ Where to Read the Little Grandfather Inscriptions..! We know what he said..! ”

“ Surprise..! Is it because of the so-called festival? ”

“ Ama Wani..! Isn't it fashionable to remember and be honored by record-breaking bigwigs? ”

He got up. I thought; How many men are celebrated by a certain part or community as village fairies? How many village angels perished over time? How many village angels are vegetarian, Vaishnavana, and Sakta religious gods “ promoted ” and drowned in Sanskrit archery?

How many historical facts are hidden? Tirintanavo?

We went back into the temple. I saw Seliamma. Woman working in the house of dung..! Hand Ong for the Red Cross, the Oncoming Hand Falling Jameen Repression..! Lightning flowed in my noddy veins...! ! !

I saw Seliamma boasting. I bowed upright.