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   CHAPTER 25 :  Inside the Fort Join our Telegram Group to get instant notification regarding New Chapter Updates Previous Chapter               Chapter List                 Next Chapter CHAPTER 25  Inside the Fort The ring with the palmyra insignia was like the magic ring in fairy tales. In the morning there was a crowd waiting to   enter the fort; milk and curd sellers, flower merchants, vegetable vendors and people engaged in various professions. The guards paraded their powers arrogantly, opened the side gate and allowed them in one by one.   The minute our young hero produced the ring, the guards very respectfully opened one of the main gates and Vandiyathevan entered the fort.   Aha! No one knows at what auspicious moment he placed his foot inside the Thanjavur fort. Many decisive events followed in rapid succession and assumed critical importance in the h...

  CHAPTER 24 :  The Crow and the Koel Join our Telegram Group to get instant notification regarding New Chapter Updates Previous Chapter               Chapter List                 Next Chapter V andiyathevan slept very deeply and woke only after sunrise. Even after he woke up, he lay in bed, reluctant to get up. The leaves rustled softly in the wind. A sweet young voice blended with the rustling, singing one of Sundaramurthy Swamigal's thevarams in its pann (ragam).   O golden-hued One!   A tiger skin Your only garment   A konnai cluster adorning   Tour red matted hair Set off by a gold sickle moon   Vandiyathevan opened his eyes wide when he heard the song.     Streams of golden yellow konnai flowers hung on the trees in the garden in front. With a basket in one hand and pincers in the other, Sendan Amudhan sang as he plucked the konnai flowe...

CHAPTER 23 :  Amudhan’s Mother Join our Telegram Group to get instant notification regarding New Chapter Updates Previous Chapter               Chapter List                 Next Chapter   T he Velakkara battalion marched through the big market street. Some of the warriors at the tail-end played pranks on the people in the street. One of them entered a sweetmeat shop, helped himself to a basket of adirasams and emptied it, distributing the contents among the other warriors. He then placed the empty basket on the vendor's head, to the laughter of the warriors and bystanders. Another one grabbed a basket of flowers from an elderly lady and flung the flowers around, crying, “It’s raining flowers!” Another released a bullock from a bullock cart. The frightened animal ran helter-skelter into the crowd and pushed a few people down. All this was accompanied by loud and raucous laughter.     ...