The silent soliloquy on campus politics:The Trailer

For ages and centuries my autobiographical musing fused with fictional poetic prose , the project which began when I was gang-raped by illiterates in academic corridor has been in a state of suspended animation and I am now compiling the notes.

To remain silent when the heart is brimming over with protest because it is prudent; and to speak only when the moment seems opportune- that is not my way, a statement by some one adequately captures my spirit and soul.

The monograph under preparation is a collection of poems written under mild recession of mind to depict the predicament of simple barely politicised individuals with breathtaking concision and humanity.

Being disgusted with frustrating experience on the campus he decides to write a slew of poems before he meets the Director of enforcement at the destined hour.

It is a moving tale of humble lives lived under frugal life eating beans , caught up in the vortex of inimical social forces entrenched in academic backwardness in the pleasant company a stupid boss who can only utter paradigm like a parrot.

The protoganist confronts the chasm between the two warring groups and nobody desrved his love , he ruminate s.There is no neat narrative structure or any kind of sensational subtle or startling shift in story line, but only a wet sense of humour pervades all through to enjoy belly laughter.

He is surprisingly happy to note that while writing in English he experiences a kind of floating sensation of freedom and flexibility  which he normally  experiences in his native language Tamil...