It has become a fixation with me to complete reading Ponniyin Selvan. Reading five volumes of what appeared as a serial in a magazine in the 1950s (first time ) is not a joke I am beginning to realise. But the grip of history on our minds is amazing and I am totally fascinated by this tale of the cholas...
The story flows but in fits and starts and there are long pauses and descriptive passages to keep the reader engaged which you wish would pass so that you can get to the story.. in any case, it is an amazing read and right now, in the third chapter, I am so so so happy to read about Poonguzhali: The brave girl, in love with Ponniyin selvan, enthrusted with the job of safely smuggling PS to a Buddha Vihar, flouting the attempts of the rivals to arrest him or harm him.
The normally staid Kalki must have gone overboard with this Anubhavam I guess, he waxes eloquent about the night and the earth's love affair and teh scent emanating from the Thaazampoo shrubs lining the canal, the starlight and the treachery of the Earth, stole from its lover by the break of day!!!!!! The sad thing is Ponniyin Selvan sleeps through all this and our heroine only gets to gaze at him with all her heart....
Hmm. 2 1/2 down, 2 1/2 to go, but I'm determined to finish this and put it on my list.
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