Thousands of years ago, our
Ancestors' wisdom was at the pinnacle.
Multifarious arts and customs existed,
In the land of hospitality.
Literature thrived and mankind prospered.
Now, my brethren is stranded behind barbwires,
As pitifully as pigeons in a thorny cage.
Dormant is 'the man' in men,
Underneath the smiling countenances of the selfish lot.
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Thamilar Thalai Nimirum Kaalam Varum..... . . .. .
Heart Touching lines... . .
Adhey nambikkaiyil dhaan naanum irukkiraen sagodharare..
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