006. Houses Where Husbands Are Dogs And Dogs Are Husbands.

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Houses Where Husbands Are Dogs And Dogs Are Husbands.

A dog’s barking is one of the ugliest sounds in this world, but there are people who enjoy it as sweet music-the psychiatrically deranged in our society. At the expense and peril of mankind, they make laws placing dogs above man and god so that they can continue uninterrupted with their carnal pleasures with their dogs. Diseases originating from dogs are sweeping this globe and claiming human lives in thousands. This article is the first of a trio, unravelling the real story behind dog-loving. 

If you are the person from whose house dogs bark continuously, read this. It will tell you what your neighbours already know about you.

There are a few houses in our society wherefrom dogs bark continuously. They perfectly well know it is an anger-rousing nuisance to all their neighbours but still they cannot and won't do anything to stop their dogs. Regarding such houses at least one or all of the following is true: ‘There is at least one psychiatrically disturbed person there. There are irreparably damaged marital relations there. They use dogs for sexual pleasure. They hate society for some shameful act of theirs in the past, which was caught and punished by society’. If you are a person suffering incessant dog-bark from nearby houses, read this article because it will tell you about some of the problems there. And if yours is the house from which dogs bark continuously, then again read this article for you can know what your neighbours already know about you.

Rats destroyed England and Rome once through Plague. Now it is the turn of dogs that destroy the world through Zoonosis Diseases.


They do not like themselves, then why like others

Most people do not like social criticism, especially if it is their relationship with their dogs that is being questioned. But the job of a social critic is to analyze and question things whether people like it or not, and face the consequences. Therefore this article is going to be the most unpopular in the history of printed words and literature, perhaps going to be burnt wherever it is put in print. But the diseases spread from dogs to women, from women to children, from children to all in their school and from schools to the entire human society has reached a stage of being a threat to the world. Therefore the threats from dogs to human society is attempted to be analyzed here, whether it is pleasant to read or not; it is a necessity. The various horrible diseases caused from bedding with dogs and how dogs serve as the animal host to various Zoonosis viruses responsible for Dengue Congo Q fevers and the like would be discussed in the following second and third parts of this articles. When cycles of these fevers recently shook and stormed through various regions of the world, everybody talked about killing mosquitoes which was easy. None talked about dogs in whose body these viruses resided and multiplied, because it was unsafe. Governments, Health Departments, Doctors and Scientists took after the carrier and burned millions instead of telling the world who the breeding host of these zoonosis viruses was. It was rats that destroyed England and Rome centuries ago by way of plague and devoured millions of humans and animals. Now it is the turn of dogs. Children below the age of maturity and people who value their dogs more than the future of their children are advised not to read this article. If you find any truths mentioned here offensive, just know that they are offensive to you alone, in your special domestic circumstances. The writer of these articles speaks for those whose lives were lost and health was ruined due to these waves of diseases. 

It is not because there are dogs that our daughters are not taken away by thieves, marauders and rogues but because there are other houses nearby.


Had the blind Homer had no guide. An 1874 painting

A peaceful and quiet life is everyone's right. Like loudspeakers and automobile horns, dogs’ incessant barking from a house also is a public nuisance. Our dog barking from our house may be sweet music to our ears, but to our neighbours it is utter public nuisance. We all depend on good inter-relations in our society to make our life possible and peaceful. That dogs afford us security is a wrong conviction. It is because there are other houses nearby and around our houses that our houses are not being broken into and our daughters and valuables are not being taken away by thieves, marauders and rogues, as were happening in the barbarian times. It is not due to the presence of this puny little beast in our premises that our houses are not being robbed regularly. A dog can effectively be prevented from interfering in a robbery by just throwing to it a piece of sticky halva candy, as the famous Indian traveller-writer S.K.Pottekkattu noted in one of his novels. We shamelessly enjoy the unique security offered to us by society but when the question of the importance of our dog comes, we value the wayward freedom of our dog more important than the peace and tranquillity of our society. We at least have to repay, as a token of gratitude, the overall protection and security afforded us by society by not making our fellow human beings torment and suffer because of the restlessness of our puny animal.

Continuous dog barking is the reason why an innocent babe after 18 years stands there as the unruly youth.

Lying in wait to attack the next schoolgoing child

Dogs’ barking from houses is a disturbance and nuisance to new born babies, students learning their lessons, people trying to write, sing and draw things and to old sick people who try to rest and recuperate after going through the agonies of diseases. To pursue this problem unemotionally, it has to be agreed primarily that a dog's bark is one of the ugliest sounds in this world. Certainly no one will compare it to the sweet bird songs emanating from bushes and tree foliages around our homes. When a newborn baby is sleeping, we have seen in our houses, everybody whispering in hushed up tones instead of speaking loud, lest the baby would be disturbed and woken up. Such is the tenderness and affection human society extends to its children. But what can we do when an insolent dog from our immediate neighbourhood chooses that particular time to bark and wail without stop and they in the house won't do a thing? The new born babe for the first time feels insecurity in our hands, looses confidence and trust in family and human society, and grows up so for eighteen years against the unavoidable and inescapable background noise of dogs barking everywhere. Thus, after years we see the unruly youth standing there, irreverent, disobedient and angry to everyone! Whom to blame? We ask psychologists and psychiatrists for the reasons and they endlessly lecture on everything except the effect of incessant dog barking on infant minds, in their undecipherable jargon. Once we had something called silent nights which produced poets, playwrights, authors, artists and a disciplined generation. That time is now past, due to the insatiable lust of a few in our society for the pleasures from dogs. Society or disease or death, they will find excellent explanations and make unbendable laws for their dogs.

Man likes to be the owner of something and demands complete obedience. So he grows dogs.

If one does not sit where one should, ......

Dogs were attracted to man far earlier in the dawn of civilization. They were persuaded by the easiness to get meat, especially by the tastiness of cooked meat and other eatables, to join human society. Man always liked to be the owner of something and always craved to be obeyed without question. If he asks his children to come here, they will go the other way. If he asks his dog to come here, it will not only come here but wag its tail also. Therefore man adored dogs. Dog wanted a safe place to rest and a domain to roam free. So this ancient relationship of man and beast continued through ages and developed into something remotely resembling loyalty-like something. In cave paintings, tomb paintings, sepulchral vaults, frescos, poems, novels and celluloid rolls, man immortalized and celebrated this relationship. Oliver Goldsmith wrote ‘Ode on the Death of a Mad Dog.’ Wordsworth wrote ‘Fidelity.’ Jack London told the tale of ‘The White Fang’ and ‘The Call of the Wild’. Wilson Rawls wrote ‘Where the Red Fern Grows’. We also have seen a dog’s inseparable attachment to Bill Sikes in Charles Dickens’ novel. In all these masterpieces, it was the loyalty and dedication and usefulness of dogs to human society and to man in particular that was being praised. It is thought, man finds a good friend in dog and dog finds a good master in man. So it has been considered through generations and centuries that the dog-man association is something inevitable to human society, something to be cherished, and something safe.

Cats retain the cat in them but dogs lost the dog in them. Their loyalty to man is entirely due to free boarding and lodging.


A typical scene from an Indian street now.

Slavishness is another word for doggishness and is considered one of the dull and negative virtues by mankind. Of all the animals associated with man, dogs are the most deprived of regality and personality. If we feed a cat, it will think ‘I might be a God; otherwise this man would not have fed me.’ If we feed a dog, it will think ‘This man might be a God; otherwise he would not have fed me’. Dogs endlessly try to please man. But a cat, when it thinks it has had enough of caressing and kissing, jumps out of our hands and escapes. Cats still retain the cat in them whereas dogs have lost the dogs in them. Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is never possible for a logical relationship to develop between a man and a dog out of self respect and out of mutual respect. The loyalty which appears to be there on the surface is entirely due to free boarding and lodging available to dogs. If some one has a doubt, feed not his dog for a few days and see what happens.

Dogs know they have burned their bridges. They cannot go back to the animal community after betraying them for a piece of cooked meat.

Though man considers dog as a friend, the status of dogs in the animal community is that of a traitor. Suppose the Martians have actually landed and we are fleeing for our life. We are escaping into a dark forest to save our life but another man who smells us barks and signals our presence to the Martians. What would we call him, a traitor or a human being? That is how all the animals in this world have been viewing dogs for ages. That is exactly what the dogs had been doing to other animals in the animal world. They accompanied man in his hunting expeditions, smelled out animals hiding in safety and betrayed them to man by continuously barking to show him their presence. What would a creature that betrayed the whole animal community for a piece of safe meat, and passes its days by posing as a friend to man be called other than a traitor? The dogs have burned their bridges and they know this. They have no further chance of going back to the animal community, but remain with man for boarding and lodging till the end of their days.

What would happen if elephants, horses, camels, donkeys and buffaloes barked howled and trumpeted continuously like dogs?


Vacation in privacy or national example. 

Man has domesticated so many animals during the past ages. They almost all are silent plant eaters, and useful to man in a wide variety of ways in their high productivity in agriculture and dairy. Elephants, horses, camels, donkeys, buffaloes, bullocks, cows, sheep, and goat: they all are obedient silent and dignified vegetarians who almost always find their food themselves from nature. They are no burden to man and are of immense help to human society. In fact, without them, the human society would not have advanced this much. Dogs are the only unclean meat eaters associated with human society. All in the platoon of domesticated animals make no unnecessary noise except dog. It is the unrest and madness caused in this betrayer of animal community by meat-eating that makes it go mad and bark necessarily and unnecessarily. They do not like other human beings, other animals, birds, reptiles and even other dogs. In fact they do not like themselves. Suppose the animals from the elephant to the horses, cows and goats barked, howled and trumpeted as much as they liked. Where would have been the human society now? Dogs are perpetually mad; only that, when it becomes uncontrollable and apparent, we call it rabies. And they are the only animals that cause and spread this horrible disease among mankind. Even if the other animals cause it, they get it primarily from the dogs.

Dear Reader, You may have dissenting opinions on the views expressed here by the author, but please read the other two parts of this trio of articles to see whether they have already been explained:

'After Gays and Lesbians, Dog Lovers are the Next to Claim Recognition as a Community'

'Who Said It Is God's Own Country? Kerala Is Now Dogs' Own Country'



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005. What Computerization Without Electricity In Kerala?

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What Computerization Without Electricity In Kerala?

When we hear that computerization without electricity has been undertaken in some part of the world, we will normally think some innovation has been made possible there. Really it is one of the many recent follies of Kerala people. Even though many well educated and talented Keralites have migrated to many countries and are engaged there in prestigious firms in the computer hardware and software industry, their local rulers and political leaders are clay heads, still in the bullock cart age.

Plenty of mountains, rivers, dams and rains, but begging for electricity all over India.
 

Banasura Sagar catchment in Wayanad by Foto Kann

Kerala produces enough electricity to light her homes, run her industries and render other basic services but not enough to light the millions and millions of display boards, dazzling shop displays and opulent building and street illuminations. What electricity Kerala produces in its many hydro-electric projects is just enough to meet the basic essentials. This means, the normal domestic, social and industrial life can be continued without depending on electricity purchased from outside. If someone says that Kerala has a shortage of electricity, anyone who has seen the plentiness of rivers and water bodies in Kerala and the number of dams that have been built across them through the years will wonder how this shortage can happen and who is to be held responsible for this foolish situation. The fact is, neither the government nor the Kerala State Electricity Board which does the production and distribution of electricity throughout the state, have done anything sensible to ensure conservation of electricity, without which Kerala will plunge into total darkness and stillness of industries for the next 20 years.

Selling imported electricity and pocketing the profits is far more lucrative a state business than producing from water.

Anchuruli tunnel in Idukki by Jayesh. J.

After allowing the foolish spending electricity for unnecessary illuminations by the state establishments, private citizens and other organizations, and after ensuring that power is short and people are shouting, electricity is bought and brought from as far regions as Himachal Pradesh and from private sector, paying exorbitant price as a result of which electricity charges in the state soars. The ordinary citizens have no role in bringing about this havoc because the electricity needed for their houses, shops and industries is already produced from their rivers. And they consume much less electricity. They light only one or two lights in their homes and cannot afford air-conditioning. The burden of the higher cost of electricity purchased from the outside should have been shouldered by those who squander electricity by lighting a hundred lights in their homes and operating multi air-conditioners day and night and those who allowed it without imposing restrictions. You walk along the main city streets of Trivandrum, Trichur, Cochin and Calicut at night and you can see who are spending electricity opulently. It is they to whom the cost of imported electricity should have been charged solely. An ordinary shop needs five or six bulbs to run it but not thousands and thousands as we see on these thoroughfare sides. An electricity-short Kerala cannot afford it. If they want that much electricity for their special needs, they can import it at their cost but shall not eat into Kerala’s reserves. Just watch the State Ministers’ buildings and the mansions of top level bureaucrats, elected people’s representatives and senior politicians in Trivandrum at night and you will see who squanders electricity as they please at people’s expense. The power they burn are not paid for by them but by the government and the burden finally falls on the shoulders of the poor people.

Adamantly insisting on computerization after visiting foreign countries where electricity never fails.

Kerala eco-zones map by Saravask.

Before imported electricity arrived in Kerala, there was sufficient strength and voltage to the current but now due to loss during transmission, power is lost considerably. Fans won’t move, fridges won’t work and computers won’t function. The people of Kerala loose millions and millions of rupees due to the burning out of such instruments. There are countries in this world where electricity never fails and voltage never fluctuates. Such countries have turned to computerization of government departments. Some government minister who went to some such countries for treatment of some unspeakable disease saw this and wondered, and when he returned to Kerala adamantly began insisting that the government here also should be completely computerized. Learned Administrative Service Officers and Power Engineers of the state may have tried to teach him the effects of a possible administrative paralysis that would result from his act as the state had already begun to show proof of moving fast towards load shedding, power cuts, brown outs and total black outs, but within the hierarchical power structure in administration they might not have been bold enough and successful to raise them as objections. But that fool won’t listen. What those officers did not know about then was the millions that were coming the way of that politician as commissions from the computer industry.

Never thought about removing silt from reservoirs during the past 40 years; now complaining dams have no capacity.

Idukki reservoir in Periyar river by Shaji.

Kerala is a region of hills and mountains and rivers. All rivers reach the sea before they run even a hundred miles. Due to the proximity to mountains the dams constructed across these rivers are filled with soil, silt, sand and debris in a very short time. With the rain of two or three days the dams are filled and overflowing but two or three weeks later the authorities tell people that there is not enough water in the dams to make electricity. During the past twenty five years there has not been a single instance of silt removal from a single dam in Kerala. Deepening the catchment areas of dams ensuring maximum catchment of water, making bare minimum electricity for the day to day needs or producing maximum electricity to be sold and bought back in needy times: that is what sensible governments and bureaucracies would do. But the Kerala State Electricity Board sat on its ass for a quarter of a century, and waking up now, tells that Kerala is short of electricity. The chairmen and the technical committee members of the board were being paid millions as salaries for foreseeing things and situations in advance and taking precautionary steps. Their failure in fulfilling their duties warrants immediate dismissal but being part of a state wide commission racket they are allowed to continue and bring more money to their godfathers. When generators in power stations blow away due to poor maintenance, they sit on the thing for years without resolving to repair them and start new files to buy electricity from the outside.

Building small dams called Sediment Retention Structures many miles upriver is the method adopted the world over for retaining the water storage capacity of reservoirs.

Kallada check dam by Kumar Mullakkal.

Small silt trap dams can be built on the streams feeding a large reservoir, to settle out silt and thus reduce the rate at which the main reservoir silts up. The dam and electricity authorities in Kerala during the past decades totally neglected this task of cleaning the reservoirs and now there is only a small amount of water contained in the dams. Now no reservoir in Kerala serves the practical purposes. Constructing small dams called Sediment Retention Structures many miles upriver is the common and wise method adopted the world over for retaining the water storage capacity of reservoirs. Every electricity production engineer and organization in the world knows this. It is common knowledge. Dam bed coating consists of mud and sand mainly. Also there would be remains of whatever got into the river flow, including plastic bottles and even vehicles. Measuring the depth of water after siltation is something to be done on a regular basis. Neither measuring water depth after siltation, building of sediment retention structures nor removal of mud and sand from reservoir bottoms has been done in Kerala for the past fifty years. Mining river sand for construction works is recently banned and restricted in Kerala, resulting in stillness in home building. Workers engaged in this field are now jobless. Removal of river sand from dams would have not only eased this explodable situation but would also have recovered the storage capacity of dams. Senior administrators in the state are in constant fear of when people will begin to ask the most dreaded question of why they are not cleaning the dams. Not one person in Kerala administration is interested in this matter. They are only interested in purchasing electricity from outside and selling it at far higher rates, pocketing huge amounts as commissions in the process. Every sensible person in the state knows that the future of electricity is dark in Kerala for the next twenty five years. Tapping solar power for electricity will need thousands and thousands of acres of land which Kerala cannot afford. Building nuclear reactors, the people of this small state will not permit. Restoring the storage capacity of dams the fools in the administration won’t do. That is why it is here alleged that total computerization of government departments in Kerala is a farce and folly, aimed just at securing commissions from purchases. 

‘Our computers are down, there is no electricity; we do not know which year they will be up again.’

Athirappalli falls in Trichur by Pranchiyettan.

There are countries in this world where electricity never fails, voltage never fluctuates and even if electricity fails it would be for two or three seconds. Even if voltage fluctuates there, it would be by a maximum of two or three volts. Some great political figure head that went to those countries for treatment of some unspeakable disease saw the computerization there, wondered, and on return insisted that every government department should be fully computerized in Kerala and everything go online. No ruler was sensible enough to point out to him that in such electricity-short states like Kerala it would lead to administrative paralysis and eventually make people’s life miserable. Now when people go to some government office for a birth certificate they are told that the system is down and that they don’t know when the certificates could be issued. The good and reliable old manual system was deemlessly dismantled and the staff deployed elsewhere or dismissed; therefore the certificates cannot be handwritten and issued as before. 

We will think there is someone there to attend. Actually there is no one there. E-governance is a farce.

Factual evidence for the fallacy of a government going online can be examined here by an example. Citizens can submit their complaints and grievances to the government of Kerala by online. As a test case, a complaint on specific easement violations, i.e. destruction of ancient homes in Kerala through rogue bulldozer activity by gangsters, was submitted online on 12th November 2011 to the following online addresses advertised by the government in their website. 

1. The Joint Secretary, Chief Minister’s Grievance Redressal Cell, Government Secretariate, Trivandrum-1. cm-grccell@kerala.gov.in 2.Minister forPanchayats. minister-panchayat@kerala.gov.in 3. Minister for Revenue. minister-revenue@kerala.gov.in 4. TheDistrictCollector,Trivandrum.dctvm@kerala.nic.in. 

Even after months they were never acknowledged which even a poorly maintained, single man website will do. The addresses are here. They are government and public anyway and anyone can try. This is exactly what happens in the thousands and thousands of complaints submitted online to government each day. We will think that there is some one there to attend. Actually there is no one there. E-governance is a farce. The only aim of government computerization is pocketing the huge profits from computerization. Every electronics firm gives commissions when products and services are sold, irrespective of whether it is a government firm or non-government firm at the receiving end, and even senior union cabinet ministers in India are undergoing prison terms for accepting commissions. Therefore there is no use denying the ultimate aim of obtaining commissions.

‘Your ATM money went down the drain due to some computer glitch, it often happens when voltage drips; we cannot do anything.’

Peechi dam reservoir by Aruna.

The governments had a very efficient treasury system which the private banks and the nationalized banks envied. Because treasuries do not have share owners but banks do, government’s money payment was de-linked from treasuries and shifted to banks, ordered by greedy politicians who themselves or whose dependents had shares and interests in those banks. One political party while in administration demanded that when this scheme is implemented, one particular bank shall write-off their loan of 100 Crore rupees they availed for starting a television channel. Banks would get millions of new accounts anyway without paying commissions and huge amounts will remain with them as unwithdrawn balances. Then why shan’t they pay and please political parties for taking the decision for payment of salaries through banks? But then what are treasuries for? Then treasuries and banks began to get computerized and payments to people began to be made through A.T.M. Counters. Now payment of salaries also is going online. There is no electricity and therefore no ATMs working. Voltage fluctuations also still the ATMs. One day when you go to draw money from the ATM or the bank it will be informed that ‘your money went down the drain due to a computer glitch; it sometimes happens when voltage drips, we cannot do anything’. We will think that bureaucrats and politicians in the administration were not brain-sharp enough to see these things in advance. They did see everything in advance but simply could not resist the temptation for securing commissions from the purchase of thousands and thousands of computers for every government office, making every office going online, and the future income from maintaining, servicing and replacing these systems. One needn’t think there was any intension of improving the efficacy of the administration in the state behind this decision and motivation for computerizing everything governmental. The horrible news of bribery and corruption printed everyday in newspapers in India reveals the real motivation. They will sell even their mothers if the right commission is got.

The last typewriter factory in the world, owned by Godrej India, was closed in 2011. So purchase available typewriters in advance at whatever price they come by. 

Malampuzha dam gardens by Lallji.

This article which was first written on the 24th of October 2011 was auto saved by computer six times before it was even five paragraphs long. It was at a place one kilometer from Trivandrum District Administration and three kilometers from Kerala Government Secretariate. They still boast a fully computerized government! Just as the good old manual typewriters were thrown away when computers came along and shamelessly called back into service when electricity began to frequently fail, the good old scribes and their quill pens would again be needed soon. But remember, in the wake of the computer wave, not being able to sell one single typewriter manufactured by them, the last typewriter factory in the world owned by Messers. Godrej India Private Limited was closed in the year 2011. So take the advice and purchase available typewriters in advance at whatever prices they come by.

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004. Are Our Women And Children Safe In Our Hospitals?

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Are Our Women And Children Safe In Our Hospitals?  

Doctors like to think that they have immunity against crimes they commit on human lives caused by their ignorance, negligence and dereliction. This true story from India illustrates how unsafe the lives of our women and children are in our hospitals and how incapable and submissive are governments towards crimes by the blue-collared in India. 

World people's money squandered on opulence and luxuries. 

Human newborn: will the world allow to live?

World Health Organization extends assistance of millions of dollars of world people’s money each year to developing countries and under developed countries, but lets go unpardonable crimes committed with the opulence and lavishness of this world money. It is time the death of thousands of Indian Mothers in simple PPS operations be investigated by international agencies. The sad and heart-rending pictures from other Asian countries also are not different. It is true diseases attack us when we are left with no money in our pockets, but that is when jackals and hyenas in gowns demand us money for treating us in hospitals. The famous free system of Indian hospitals is crushed down inch by inch by the rulers of India to please the greedy new generation body mechanics.

25000 Rupees for carrying an operating knife buried in the abdomen for 20 years. 

Mother's love vast, deep and limitless as the brine.

News reports from Tamil Nadu in India say that the State Human Rights Commission there ordered government to pay compensation of 25000 rupees to Coimbatore VeeraKeralam Thentral Nagar-native Mohanraj’s wife Nandini. In 1989 she gave birth to a child in the Coimbatore government hospital after which underwent a Post Partum Surgery. Following this simple surgery which is done for birth control, she began to experience severe pain in her lower abdomen and sought treatment in a number of hospitals. After consuming a load of pain killers through the years, she was advised by Dr. Nandakumar of Coimbatore to scan her abdomen which she did. Presence of an operating knife in her lower abdomen was detected in the scan. The doctors of Coimbatore government hospital after a caesarian operation had closed her abdomen leaving an operating knife negligently there. The State Human Rights Commission registered a case based on a 2008 newspaper report, after 20 years of the incident. Even though 25000 Indian rupees, i.e. nearly 5000 dollars for carrying an operating knife for 20 years in one’s lower abdomen buried there by the insolent negligence of a surgeon is a paltry sum, the goodwill of the Human Rights Commission of Tamil Nadu to order payment of compensation as token of admittance of a state crime against a woman of India is applaudable though a very rare verdict.

Murder of thousands of mothers in simple PPS operations by negligent psychopaths. 

Maternal affection immortalized in marble.

It is primary responsibility of attending surgeons to count the number of articles going in and taken out. It is they who have to ensure that whatever has gone in have also taken out. Do not anyone even think that the health services are a wild jungle. Everything is protocolled in advance. If something is left behind, it is someone’s responsibility. If death results as a consequence, it is plain murder. The Indian Law is such clear and plain, unless confused by authorities who wish to save the asses of their darlings. If government does not take action, the government is accessory to the crime. The Constitution of India does not offer immunity to doctors against crimes resulting from their ignorance or negligence. The question is, whether the government has allowed the culprits to continue in their posts as surgeons and if already retired, whether the government would be willing and prepared to prosecute them and cut their pensions. Is the responsibility of government simply to pay compensations for the misdeeds and the mistakes made by surgeons or to arrest and prosecute them for their crimes? The above case is one of nearly a million in Tamil Nadu. During the 1980s there was a feverish rush of PPS operations going on in almost all states of India, following the central government’s offering of handsome incentives to doctors, as part of national birth control activities. Hundred thousands of PPS operations were done then by incompetent doctors everywhere, not less than ten percent of them resulting in casualties such as those discussed above. Kerala was the number one state with the highest number of PPS operations done. Awards were given, merit certificates issued and money transferred. Kerala is considered perhaps the state with the highest rate of literacy in India but the following incident would reveal that this higher literacy rate of any state in India does not make the killing of women and children in hospitals by ignorant, negligent and psychopathic doctors impossible to happen or punishable by practice in India.

One time bribe for male; each visit bribe for lady. 

Not at all a burden.

In 1984, a young lady named Shanta from Kurupuzha Village in Trivandrum District was admitted in the Nedumangadu Taluk Headquarters Hospital for delivery. She had no relatives except husband serving in the Middle East and a very old grandfather who stayed with her. The two gynecologists, one male and the other female who worked in that hospital at that time had only one difference between them. The male got satisfied with a one-time bribe. The lady insisted on bribe each day she visited a patient. It will look and feel like we are in the Barbarian Ages as regard to hospitals in Kerala whether the state is ruled by the Congress or the Communists. The old man who accompanied her did not know anything about how to give bribes to doctors. So when the day of delivery arrived she gave birth to a healthy boy child in an inevitable and indispensable caesarian operation. Following a PPS operation also, she was returned to her home. The very next day the patient was rushed back to the hospital following fits, which was unusual after ordinary, common and simple PPS operations. So the patient with her nascent child was referred to the Sree Avittam Tirunal Hospital for Women & Children in the capital city of Trivandrum.

Blood-stained cotton mop discovered inside Peritonis membrane in the abdomen. 

Mother posed and the child didn't.

The patient lying on bed in the SAT Hospital would rise up and fall onto the floor as if picked up and thrown down there by some unknown hands. Even the skilled doctors in that prestigious institution could not diagnose the true cause of this symptom. Because she could not breast-feed her child, he died after 3 months. She lay there in the hospital for nine more months, after which she too succumbed to death. In normal cases hospital deaths won’t be subjected to post mortem examinations. But this being a unique case which had brain-teased the skilled doctors there for months, they decided to post-mortem operate and study it as a unique case. A months-old, blood-stained cotton mop was discovered from inside the Peritonis membrane of the abdomen. Human body’s involuntary effort and strain to oust this foreign body out was what was causing those fits. Think about the compensation that will have to be paid, in European standards. Even in the Asian standards, it will not come lower than Five hundred thousand rupees for two deaths with a single life. Had those doctors who did PPS confessed earlier or had even expressed a doubt from the beginning as to any mistake that might have happened on their part, the patient would have been examined on the very first day for any mistakes, ignorance or negligence on the part of the surgeons, the cotton mop would have been detected and removed, and the patient and her child would have gone to their home alive and would have been living today. Loss of two precious human lives to the greed and negligence of two insolent incompetent doctors! The two culprits had depended on the sure chance of a hospital death not being post-mortem examined. The SAT Hospital recorded Peritonitis as the cause of death in their Post Mortem Report.

Are governments to pay compensation for doctors’ follies with people’s money? 

Mother and child face to face.

Every Peritonitis death will have a responsible person behind it. Memo of charges were issued, explanations received and accepted and the file closed. Media withdrew from pursuing the case. Complaints made by the relatives and natives of the deceased came to nothing. Government declined to interfere for fear of thousands and thousands of such PPS deaths and blunders coming to daylight and being investigated and prosecuted, resulting in payment of huge amounts as compensations. People normally fear to make complaints against doctors, as all know that doctors are closely associated with police officers in witnessing and evidencing medico-legal cases in judicial courts and in issuance of wound certificates and post-mortem certificates. So people are reluctant to pursue complaints against doctors as a general rule. Doctors are licensed to practice till the end of their days where as IAS, IPS, IFS and IRS officers in India have to retire at an age. People’s representatives and legislators also know that they someday will lose their power and authority and will become sick. That is why in India doctors are not answerable to anyone for their crimes. Will anyone believe that the culprit in this crime eventually became director for the entire health service activities in the state?

Toppling a world famous health infra structure by fake doctors. 

 

Solacing each other, the eternal duo.

Justice M.P.Menon Commission that enquired into the fake university mark list cases in Kerala concluded their report by commenting that they had the opportunity to expose only a few of the fake doctors in Kerala and that thousands of them were continuing in the health services department as doctors, unquestioned and unexamined by anybody. The Commission expected that government will pursue what action the Honorable Commission could not undertake with their limited time and resources. Why government did not take any continued action was due to the majority of them being sons and daughters of those higher officials, business men and industrial houses who run the state. The argument then had been that exposing and dismissing thousands of such doctors from health service would topple the health infrastructure in the state which was then being held in high esteem by even the W.H.O., but later developments in the state and Kerala’s later falling a prey to indefensible serial fevers which claimed thousands of lives and incapacitated tens of thousands more, proved that health infrastructure in the state had already been toppled by them.

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Pictures Courtesy: Wikimedia Commons

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003. Darlings Of The Department. The Story Of Harry Vinoir.

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Darlings Of The Department. The Story Of Harry Vinoir. 

When someone steals 3.2 millions from government treasury, causes the death of one woman, two children and three men in this adventure and escapes into the safety of a promotion post of a very senior officer in that government, a few will admire him but the majority of the people in the world will wonder who is ruling Kerala and if there is any law and policing there. Any sensible person will ask who that rogue is. Read here the true story. 

A Story from the The Hospital Window Series- True stories of what one sees through hospital windows from the inside and from the outside.

This story is from the archives of the imaginary investigative organization ‘Kerala Peoplez Vigilenze’, included in their forthcoming book 'The Hospital Window'. 'The Hospital Window Series' contains true stories of what one sees through hospital windows from the inside and from the outside. Many people have the notion that educational qualifications, ability and skill are the determinants for selection and promotion in government services. This notion is held by more and more people nowadays, following the American government’s decision to recruit persons into their services more through telephone interviews than through face to face interviews so that the colour and beauty of applicants shall not be a consideration. The American government's decision is admirable in that selecting only the beautiful, fleshy and protein-rich ladies into the services can be avoided and coloured people too, if with enough abilities, could get their rightful chances. It is an action which several nations and states in the world, some of them claiming to have achieved complete socialism and some claiming even to be God's Own Native Land have not been bold enough to take. But wait till you read this story which I tell you here, before deciding who will eventually become the darlings of government departments. 

Doctors never commit suicide because they have enough patients there to kill through their blunders.

Many years back, when it was a time of no mobile phones, internet or television, the newspapers in Kerala celebrated a story. An employee in the District Surgeon’s Office in Trivandrum organized large scale monetary crimes following which a doctor and his family, including his wife and two children, were found dead in a hotel room in the capital city, with burned currency notes of higher denominations scattered everywhere around them in the hotel room. It should be noted here that doctors rarely take their own lives when there are enough poor patients for them there to kill silently and deliberatively through their greed and blunders. It should also be considered that whatever complexities they themselves have got into, they would be having highly placed persons in their contact to get them out of any kind of problem and that theirs is a profession they are licensed to practice till the end of their days unlike those of the other senior civil servants of their rank and genre. That is why the world seldom hears about doctors committing suicide anywhere. So naturally the revelations following this multiple suicide, if it was suicide, became exceptionally sensational in Kerala and remained bold frontline headlines for months to come in all major and minor newspapers in the state. Since old dated copies of these papers are available in the State Public Library in Trivandrum for the reference of anyone who is interested and also since it is not the right thing to give undue publicity to these papers, we shall avoid mentioning their names here. 

Where did all those bundles of currency notes to burn in a hotel room come from?

Now since it was a multiple suicide by a reputed doctor and his family in a hotel room, with currency notes scattered everywhere which in itself was rare, it became great news. The social, political and civil service life of this doctor was scrutinized into and in the investigation which followed it was revealed that this doctor was a very generous person whenever money came his way. It was reported that he was generous in presenting rich sarees and gold ornaments to his subordinates, especially ladies, frequently. It mostly happened when bills for the special expenses of his hospital were cashed from the government treasury. He was an Assistant Surgeon in charge of a rural Primary Health Centre in a very remote hamlet called Vellappil. It is now relevant here to note how funds for a small hospital are received encashed and accounted for. The money to be paid as salaries to the staff would be provided in advance in the budget plan of the department for the year, for the encashment of which no allotments of funds are needed. Medicines and other stores for the hospital would be issued from the government stores according to requirement and indents. All other inevitable expenses will have to be got approved by the District Surgeon’s Office and allotment of funds will have to be received both in the institution and in the concerned treasury before presenting the bills. 

Simply put a zero on the right side of 10,000 in a government communication and 1, 00,000 will come your way.

How does an allotment for a certain amount reach a remote hospital? Newspapers also brought out how it is done, every single stage explained in detail, for a column is a column, a page is a page and here the news is anyway free. Suppose an amount of Ten Thousand rupees has to be allotted to Vellappil Hospital for purchasing stationary, sanitation materials for field services or for securing local services such as loading and unloading of materials or coolie labour. A triplicate allotment letter would be prepared in the District Surgeon’s Office. A Yellow copy will go to the concerned government treasury to enable them to set aside sufficient amount to pay when the bill is presented. A Blue copy will go to the concerned institution. A White copy will remain in the District Office as office copy. Then there will be the ledgers and registers in the office wherein notings will be made. The clerk will write 10000 toward the left of the column, leaving space for a single digit on the right edge of the entry in the paper. The higher officers will compare the figure with the ledgers and registers, approve and sign the allotment and return the file to the clerk’s table. The clerk will then put an additional Zero on the right, making the figure 100000 and send the allotment letters to the Vellappil Hospital and the Treasury there. The additional Zero will be put only in the Yellow and Blue copies and the White copy will remain unchanged in the original file. Thus the officials in the District Surgeon’s Office normally will not know about this cheating until one of them becomes suspicious or it is caught in the next audit by the internal wing of the department or by the Accountant General, provided none other is involved in this racket. Thus the doctor will mix original vouchers for 10000 with bogus vouchers for 90000, present a bill for 100000 rupees in the treasury and encash the amount. It was later revealed that the actual 10000 indeed was utilized in the hospital against original vouchers, another 10000 was spent on silencing a few, 30000 became the doctor’s lavish money to be spent at his will and the rest 50000 straight went to the clerk in the District Surgeon’s Office. A very lucrative deal indeed, until caught. 

Perpetrators of a crime taking their own lives, one, two, three, except the original plotter.

Burning currency is a serious crime. Those officers who went after the burned, semi burned and unburned bundles of notes in the hotel room eventually found out that the clerk in the District Surgeon’s Office was the original planner and founder of this racket, that he was simply captivating a convenient doctor from a peripheral institution to execute his agenda and that they had already stolen 32 Lakhs rupees within a period of one year. It was also found out that the treasury officials could easily have detected this theft when inconceivably high bills began to be presented from a minor institution while annual such expenditure from other similar lower hospitals remained below just two lakhs rupees during those decades, and that not less than two treasury officials were receiving their share of the loot. The peon of the hospital who was assigned the duty of going to treasury for cashing the bills was satisfied with just his liquor money. When investigations progressed and the vigilance net came closer and closer, this person took his life, leaving his family orphans. Then there was the clerk of the institution who actually prepared the ballooned up bills. The next mysterious death was his, which also was supposed to be suicide. The death toll now has reached six. The stealing of 32 lakhs rupees from government coffers took the lives of three men, one woman and two innocent children. Now, of the four perpetrators of the crime, only one person is alive - the clerk in the District Surgeon’s Office, the original plotter of the crime. Newspapers happily brought out how many cars he bought, how many bungalows he bought and how many acres of land he bought in Trivandrum city. A heinous crime committed by a greedy government official resulted in leaving behind it a trail of suicides, the unwanted death of six persons, including two infants. Any alert administration and people will shake the world with news of apt immediate punishment, but not civilized Kerala. When faced with such sinful a situation, some will suicide, some will confess and go to the confines and solitude of prison and some others will repent, but not our man. The greatest wonder in Kerala is that even the loss of six human lives and 32 lakhs rupees from government treasury caused no prosecution, conviction and jail terms. This was an incident which seriously raised the question, whether any real laws are really existing there in Kerala or is Kerala simply boasting about civilization. 

Steal 32 lakhs from government, join ranks of caste zealots, escape punishment, and get promoted as officer.

Now we come to our character, Harry Vinoir, the original plotter and designer of the scheme. He is now the only alive perpetrator of the crime which took the toll of six human lives. Everything regarding his past and present have been brought out by the newspapers. His two bungalows, three cars, five bank deposits and four stretches of purchased land in the city are now public knowledge. The department could do only one thing decent-promote him. He deserves it, considering the department standards. But due to public pressure and wide media attention they reluctantly had to suspend him from service, ordering a departmental enquiry the order for which was issued not by the reluctant department but by the government in the face of public accusation and considering the gravity of the situation after six deaths. Been recruited into service following the death of a relative in service, this employee had strong family supporters in the department. Moreover, he belonged to the forward Vinoir community of Kerala, the rotten caste system of which land is famous all over the world for its notoriety and unjust favouritism. He did not hesitate to join their ranks and make his way to the upper leadership of the caste organization. The Vinoir community in Trivandrum did not find it an abomination and shame to elect him a leader in the Vazhuthanakkadu branch of their organization which assured him impunity from punishment for his crimes. They simply became bound to help him in spite of the notoriety of his crimes. 

If one is skilled enough to steal millions from government, generous enough to share it and belongs to some upper caste, Kerala is God’s Own Country for him.

We will think that the person, our Harry Vinoir, is now spending his life in jail or he is engaged in some other employment after serving his jail term. Actually his protectors in the department, the community figure heads, by stalling the enquiry, gave him enough time and lee way to argue that the enquiry is belated, he is already punished psychologically, there is no evidence against him and that he should be retaken into service. With lightning speed, they sent him to some remote institution where it was some fouled up doctor’s duty to re-enter him in service by simply writing in his service book ‘reinstated in service and rejoined duty’ without mention of number or date of a reinstatement order or even affixing a copy of the suspension and reinstatement orders in the book. In fact, the government that suspended him later revealed that it never issued an order reinstating him. Neither the department did, for that matter. It was another trick employed by devious minded government officials. Wait for one or two years till the uproar over the issue silences, simply fabricate orders, simply sent the favourite to some distant institution and simply write that some he has rejoined duty. It is that simple in Kerala, provided one is a member of the crooks’ clan. Now there is no hindrance to promoting him and the machinery moved on, well oiled up. The fact that the top authorities who reviewed his requests for these many promotions failed to note that copies of suspension and reinstatement orders and number and date of reinstatement order were absent in his service book serves as proof for how wide and omnipotent the hold of the crook’s clan and caste zealots is in the administration in the state. Within a few years Harry Vinoir was first promoted as an Upper Division Clerk, then as a Head Clerk, then as a Junior Superintendent and now he is on the brink of promotion to the post of a Superintendent. If one is skilled enough to steal millions from government, generous enough to share it and belongs to some upper caste, anything is possible in Kerala: Kerala is God’s Own Country for him. It is the benefit of being a darling of the department. Not one government official from the top most to the bottom ever asked that most feared question: “Why was the money stolen from government not ever recovered?” 

Some sinners, when they reach the tranquil abodes of saints and holy people will repent deeply and redeem part of what humanity was lost from them.

Sin is something that creates in some of us the false notions of religion. When we know that everyone knows we are crooked thieves who did unspeakable crimes, some of us will decide it is time to make a show of religion and piety. So Harry Vinoir decided to lean on some respected man of miracles so that the blood of half a dozen human lives could be somewhat washed from his hands. Now we are entering a part of our story which never should have happened. Who served hundred thousands of acres of parched fields and villages in dry Andhra Pradesh with water? Who inspired thousands and thousands of writers, singers and dancers with sweet melodious songs in the bygone era? Who solaced desolate millions, sitting in a bamboo hut in the midst of a vast yellow mustard field in his rustic native hamlet? Who founded and directed the biggest free hospital in Asia? Our animal which is Harry Vinoir selected the learned Satya Sai Baba to lean on. What can Baba do against such sinners and hypocrites joining and maligning his sacred organizations? Vinoir made it a great show, sang bhajans and went pilgrimages. Some sinners, when they reach the tranquil abodes of saints and holy people will repent deeply and transform their minds into other configurations without knowing, redeeming a part of humanity that was lost from them, but not our man! He is in his heart and blood a beast that wallows deep in the wormy pits of fleshly pleasures. One will wonder if this creation has a family of his own and why his wife and children did not enter anywhere in our story. Let us not further pain them, those pining human souls who on their way to eternity, though for a very short time, got entangled in the clutches of this wretched god-abandoned thing. 

He, in his heart and blood, is a beast which wallows deep in the wormy pits of fleshly pleasures.

Flesh is something important and influential in government services. When a fleshy, protein-rich lady with sufficient curves and projections comes to work in an office, several changes in seating arrangements and sections would be made there to sit her as lightly and cozily as the sex-starving officers of that office could do. In a particular government office, the clerks were previously sitting in two rows facing each other. One saw the face of the other and communicated well. With the arrival of one such lady, the junior superintendent of that office ordered the seats to be placed one behind the other, all facing him so that he can feast on the face and curves of the new arrival. Now all see another’s back, which is taboo in the East and now there is no communication between anyone but discord. The officer looked up some book, coined a new phrase and said it was Ahmadabad- Model Administrative Change! When the new arrival did not like one particular section since it involved actual work, another rearrangement in sections was made to suit her disturbing all others and when she did not like the second one too, a third rearrangement was ordered. One senior and reliable officer of that institution commented that the girl had to learn to do actual work, not show curves. Curvaceous flesh can move officers but not office files. It needs learned work and dedication to move them. Then one day the husband of this lady came to that office shouting that his wife has been going out with that junior superintendent, their family is on the brink of ruin and that this cannot go on. Following advice from her new lover, she filed law suit for divorce and her two little children thus lost a father. It needn’t be specially told here that this junior superintendent was our Harry Vinoir. So now we know that a born sinner will never repent and that heaven will not touch the devil. A mad dog will not cure and that is why the world kills it. A person who is left at liberty and freedom to destroy human lives everywhere will continue to do it without remorse or hesitance. He leaves a trail of destruction behind him, his intolerance for having been exposed once brutally expressing itself in causing him to destruct whatever solid human creations and relations he comes across. Learning about this incident of the birth of two new orphans and the prospect of two more suicides, many wondered how long he will continue this destruction of human lives. A few say, till he also takes his own life.

[True story that happened in Trivandrum District. Replace the hospital's place name with Vilappil]

002. How stadiums in Trivandrum were destroyed brick by brick by hateful bureaucrats.

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How stadiums in Trivandrum were destroyed brick by brick by hateful bureaucrats.

8th April, 2012.

The famous stadium at Palayam.


Let us examine how stadiums in Trivandrum were destroyed brick by brick by government experts at government expense. Palayam was a very important and famous junction in Trivandrum with a canopied bus shelter, shops, cathedral, mosque, temple, banks, hotels and a stadium. People waiting for buses would sit on the concrete railings surrounding the stadium, watch volley ball and foot ball going on at each corners, admire, enjoy and assess players, judge teams, and when their buses come jump out, jump in their buses and go their ways, to destinations as distant as Kozhikode, Malappuram and Kannoor. It was very good and freshening to sit on these railings in the evenings and during the nights, watching the games, drinking tea from the nearby plank tea shops, smoking, talking politics literature and cinema and enjoying fresh night wind coming from Shangummughom. Not all sitting on those stadium railings were awaiting their buses but were residents of the city, young and old and toddlers, come there or taken there to enjoy the night life of Trivandrum. Women could safely wait for buses and walk the road at any time of night because there was unbroken vigil by the people of Kerala. There was no mugging, pick pocketing or gold chain snatching. As we will see, these vices were introduced later due to the intervention of intolerant authorities. This place reminded one of the disciplined city life of Kozhikode, people walking roads at all times of the night and shops functioning day and night. In those days this stadium was occasionally allocated for circuses, dramas, musical programmes and public meetings. When commercial programmes with ticketed admissions were conducted, temporary walls of considerable height would be raised. People will look for holes in the temporary wall to see if anything could be seen. When this kind of temporary walling had been going on for a long time, a few people of authority began to think about permanently walling in the stadium. In our society there are many people who dislike public enjoyment of sports, arts, music, drama and other fine arts who are born with hatred in their hearts but with authority in their lineage. We will wish these people were never born. So, as they are the people of authority, they walled in this stadium. The decline of Palayam was sudden. People no more could sit anywhere, plank tea shops were closed by police, smoking banned, the bus stop canopy dismantled and even the buses began to not stopping there. The shops closed, the junction fell into darkness and insecurity and became a haunt of pick pockets, muggers and gold chain snatchers. People thought: If there was a king, the person responsible for this would have been hanged! But our new authorities are worse than these cut-throats. When the government spends millions of rupees for reviving sports and the sports won’t revive, remember the person who took the decision to wall in the Palayam Stadium. People will remember and retaliate in many ways. 

Jimmy George Indoor Stadium.

Three furlongs away from Palayam is the famous Wellington Water Works which supplies water to the entire city, with the swimming pool there. It was this swimming pool which made many swimmers in Trivandrum. It is public, and the swimmers need only observing the general rules of cleanliness. Mr. Jimmy George was a famous volley ball player and smasher of Kerala and when it was decided to construct an appropriate memorial for him, it was suggested that it would be good to construct a good indoor stadium in his name in Trivandrum. The Wellington Water Works of the old and decent Public Health Engineering Department of Kerala posthumously renamed as the notorious Kerala Water and Waste Water Authority, willingly handed over a few acres of land from their campus. Thus we see the board there: ‘Jimmy George Indoor Stadium owned by the Sports and Youth Affairs Department of Kerala’. This site was leased to the Sports Department. A very good indoor stadium with many modern facilities was constructed there where shuttle badminton, gymnastics and Thai-Kondo were taught and practiced admirably for a few years. Hundreds of young boys and girls living not only in the Trivandrum city but from outside city limits, even from Nedumangadu, found their career in this stadium. It was a time when sports authorities in Kerala were comparatively corruptionless. Then a few corrupt officers noted this place and there began a series of unending betterment and renovation programmes, all unnecessary there. Crores of rupees were spent and pocketed in the name of sports. Floors, walls, ceilings, pillars and even name boards which needed no renovations were noted in estimates and tenders and quotations as to be renovated, new bills of claim presented, passed and encashed. More crores passed through corrupt hands after all which the stadium became insecure and unsafe for players. Now it is closed for two long years. It is explained that it is once again going to be renovated for National Games. Is this sports or naked and authoritative corruption? So Trivandrum lost one more stadium. Simply put, it was piece by piece destruction of the Jimmy George Indoor Stadium donated in a way by the Wellington Water Works. Now we have two more good stadiums in Trivandrum to dismantle, the Colonel Goda Varma Raja Indoor Stadium and the Central Stadium, which we intend to finish soon. 

Colonel Goda Varma Raja Indoor Stadium.

Colonel Goda Varma Raja was a great sponsor and patron of sports, one belonging to the royal family of Travancore. To commemorate him, another indoor stadium, the G.V.Raja Indoor Stadium was started in a very good and convenient building previously owned by the Maharajas of Travancore. It was very good and stimulating to practice here, the building being situated very close to the breezy beach of Shangummughom. There were a few indoor shuttle courts and an outside roller skating rink which caused the emergence of many proficient players. This piece of invaluable real estate came to the attention of some greedy influential prospector who could not shed away his desire to purchase this land and build one of the greatest hotels and entertainment centre in Kerala, surpassing even the recent one built in Quilon, and the Indian Coffee House housed in one part of this stadium building was immediately ordered to be closed. The stadium soon followed and was shut down. The curse of Kerala is, the politicians who are the decision makers also, are almost all born in very poor families where there never was good food or money. Therefore, when they see a rich man with a huge wad of currency notes in his suitcase, they crave on their knees, bend rules and order everything that he dictates. This kind of slavishness never existed among politicians when there were real sports in India. Sports are something that takes away the vices of men and imbibes men with virtues. That is why rigid, corrupt administrators hate sports and pulls the curtain down whenever and wherever they can. So that was the death knoll for the ‘Colonel G.V.Raja Indoor Stadium of Shangummughom, owned and operated by the Kerala Sports Council.’ If someone anxious goes to the Kerala Sports Council, Department of Sports and Youth Affairs or even the Sports Minister and asks why this stadium is remaining closed, there will come the standard immediate reply from the Indian Administrative Service: “It is going to be renovated for the National Games.” A lame reply, which even his lowest subordinate can give. Without continuous training and practice, what National Games? With stadiums remaining closed for years and ministers and government secretaries receiving salary for keeping them closed, what scope for Kerala in national games? 

Government Central Stadium.

There is one more famous stadium in Trivandrum soon to be destroyed, but not too easy to be done with. It is the Central Stadium owned by the government, situated just behind the Secretariate, the seat of administration. Because it is situated just there, and because the watchful eyes of so many government officers glance there when they come out to the back and stand there for a while to breathe fresh breeze, only very slowly can it be destroyed and packed up. Anyway, the sports authorities of this state are trying their very best. For this, they allocate the stadium for frequent public meetings and other functions when stages and divider barricades would be built, podiums erected and march pasts done. When the practicing children come to the stadium the next day, the barricades and the stages would still be there, or if dismantled, the countless pole holes on the ground would still be there unfilled, so that the runners, jumpers and pole vaulters shall sprint their legs. The stadium turf would be trampled upon and the practicing ground littered with plastic cups and left-over food and what unspeakable things not. What else can we do to support and encourage sports? We already have fully succeeded in making the ground turf-free. They are weeds anyway. These children practicing in these grounds almost all come from poor families, hoping sports will uplift them one day. Does the world know how much they are paid as food allowance each day when the School Games comes? 30 rupees, enough for just one tea and one glass of lime juice: not enough for a meal. That is the sin of Kerala. Does anyone know how much an authority will pocket when the games ends? Let your imagination take off on wings. That is the way the crores and crores of rupees Kerala spend on sports go. When all these things happened in Trivandrum, the capital city of Kerala, under the very nose and eyes of the people whom we pay high salaries for looking after these things for us, where was the Sports Minister of Kerala? We will wonder whether he was on long leave for five or ten years serving abroad. One day in March 2012, he wakes up, declares that corruption in sports will be dealt with, and goes backs to his sleep. Why did he wake up? His dreams were filled with nightmares and beloved Jimmy George and respected Goda Varma Raja began to haunt him.