Saturday, 21 February 2015

CONCERN FOR THE POOR


I have heard people say that the aftermath of the Second World War (1939-45); the most devastating food shortage in India, the Bengal Famine (1943), which killed 30 lakh people in the province of Bengal and the invasion of Burma by the Japanese army created despair amongst the people here. Rice that came from Bengal and Burma stopped; leading to acute starvation. Financial troubles offered incalculable difficulties. Shortage of income and mounting debts became a constant nightmare. A lot of people including Thommachan Kelanthara, Ayyappan Manathara, Pappu Arackal and Kumaran Thandasseril-nikarthil and a lot of others went to Assam and later to Ceylon to eke out a living.

[ What an irony!! Now a reverse scenario is witnessed. People from Bengal, Assam and other north Indian states contribute to the majority of migrant labour in Kerala. These labourers now thrive in the prosperity of the Indian Malayalis.]

The pain and agony I experienced was intense, when I happened to watch the BBC news of emaciated people of Somalia and other African countries. The horrifying scenes of their famished children with sunken eyes haunt me even in my dreams. Their undernourished young ladies are incapable to feed their infants; and their breasts are dried out. It is inhumane to ignore them. The unfortunate refugees from Syria also face a similar problem. The so called developed nations are bound to send adequate wheat, milk and other nutrients to feed these hapless people. They too need proper clothes, shelter, and health and education. Their life and honour are also important. This is more significant than sending military men, war-ships, planes, missiles and other warfare in their endeavour to police Iraq, Syria and Afghanistan. The developing nations too should do their bit to wipe out their tears.

 As a child, I was aware that rice, sugar, kerosene and other essential goods were very scarce. I also knew that there was not enough work for the people. Food was neither adequate nor available. The price of food was unaffordable for ordinary people.

‘Ammachi’ made us, children, aware early in life that there was poverty lurking all around us on the Island. There were homes which could not afford a square meal a day. By God’s grace we were blessed abundantly. She showed and taught us the virtue of giving to the poor. I have witnessed her give away her own lunch when somebody in the neighbourhood came knocking for some food. I think it was her humaneness that had rubbed on to me and my compassion too went out to these people. One day I noticed Sasi sitting on the granite embankment by the side of the Vembanad ‘Kayal’. He was skimming tiny pieces of broken tiles and pots, and throwing small stones into the backwaters, and was fascinated by the ripples it created. He kept on doing this for a long time. I asked him, “Why he was so excited by this.” I was taken aback when he told me that getting engrossed in these ripples made him forget his hunger pangs. For him it was only a means of escapism from the harsh reality of hunger! This statement moved me intensely and my eyes swelled with tears. Growling of the stomach is miserable; I have experienced the same while taking a deliberate fast. His mother Kamalakshi, used to help out in our kitchen work. She had nine children of her own whom she struggled hard to feed. I knew that she used to make rice and ‘Chutta Mulaku Chammanthi’, a relish made with burnt chilli, a little fresh coconut  oil and little salt, was then mixed in for that final touch. Her children had rice with just this for their noon meal and only one meal was given as there were so many mouths to feed. I took Sasi to ‘Ammachi’ and she fed him with whatever was being cooked in our kitchen that day.

Most of the men on our Island were impoverished. They were mere bag of bones. George’s father Xavier was one among them. Most of them used to come to our house and my mother used to share what we had with them. Before closing the kitchen she would enquire if there were any more people waiting for food. As mentioned many a time she might not had enough food left in the vessel for her. But we noticed some sort of a radiant satisfaction on her face. This was a traditional practice followed by our ancestors too.

I vividly remember the faces of the orphaned children. Xavier and his mother who used to wait outside our kitchen for ‘Kanji’, rice gruel,  right from the morning to make sure they would get something to break the fast. I have observed the young Xavier’s face brighten up when Mariakutty announced that the ‘Kanji’, rice gruel, was getting ready. I too was happy to note that beaming satisfaction when they have had their meal.  Narayani, our former maid and her husband Sanku were very old and ailing used to come regularly. ‘Ammachi’ never discouraged instead she loved to give them.

I remember so many came for help to get their daughters married. Where will they go for medical help, reasonably good clothes and ‘Kavani’, a fine cloth with golden jerry to cover their head and body when they go to church or one or two areca trees or bamboo and coconut palm leaves to maintain their homestead? ‘Ammachi’ would get permission from ‘Appachan’ to help them out in cash or kind according to their requirements. ‘Ammachi’ thought and believed that as Christians, we were duty bound to give our ten percent tithes or more to the poor and the needy. She was known for her kind smile, her sympathy, and her warmth.

I used to get upset and concerned whenever I gazed at an old destitute or even orphaned children fighting with each other for food. In their desperation they never hesitated to look for food in the waste bins. I have seen ‘Ammachi’ giving them a few coins for a meal. 

Once she asked me, “Have you ever noticed where the river flows?” I had my answer correct and said, down to the valleys and planes to join the mighty ocean. ‘Ammachi’ said, “Similarly, good qualities, the gifts of God, such as compassion, sympathy, empathy, feeling, emotion, warmth, sensitivity, concern, kindness, care, indulgence, mercy, forgiveness, and leniency flow down from the wealthy to the poor and the needy. God Almighty sees your good deeds and rewards you for this in heaven.”                              

She further added, “Giving and helping someone in need is a great virtue. If you do not have money or food at home, you can point out the house or institution where he would get the required money or food, you would be rewarded in heaven.” We children nodded our head to approve that fact.


What is the reason? Who is responsible? Did the “Have Not” influence my heart and mind making me a Socialist? I humbly request the Government of India and all the Governments in this world to set-aside ten percent of their revenue or more to feed, to clothe, to shelter and to educate the poor and the needy all over the world without any discrimination whatsoever. The state is duty bound to protect the widows, the orphans the sick or the infirm, the disabled or crippled, the prisoners, the victims of natural calamities from exploitation. What is most important here is that one should not capitalize these occasions to   display charity. One should not even expect anything in return for their charitable acts. “The left hand shall not know what the right hand gave,” says the Bible.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

MY CONTRIBUTION FOR THE DEVELOPMENT OF OUR ISLAND

In 1975, the foundation stone for the work of the National Highway-47 bypass through our Islands at Kumbalam and Panangad was laid. The work progressed at a very slow pace. The acquisition of land for Ernakulam-Alleppy coastal railway-line began only in 1981. This railway-line was later extended up to Kayamkulam. During mid 1990s, both these mega-infrastructural projects were in brisk progress. This drastically transformed the landscape of Kumbalam Island. The tiny, quiet Island dramatically changed to a fast developing suburban area with lots of migrant population. One noticed huge buildings coming up here and there. Great progress was made in the field of communication, electricity and potable water connections.

The land acquisition for the construction of the railway network was made without any foresight. The authorities did not consider the hardships and difficulties that caused to the villagers. The railway line severed the Island into two unequal halves as it was planned to be almost through the middle of Kumbalam Island. Due to their indiscriminate land acquisition certain areas became landlocked preventing further development of roads to facilitate road transport from NH-47. Wet lands became waterlogged thereby making cultivation impossible. The remaining lands after acquisition were scattered and therefore cultivation became impracticable. Those who were neighbours for generations became total strangers over a period of thirty to forty years when land acquisition by the government forcibly separated them either by a highway or a railway line with high embankments at a height of seven meters closer to the bridges. These severances remained as a “Berlin Wall” between them to last a whole life time.

The railway embankment and the railway-line constructed were at a height of six to seven meters or more.  This was the access to enter the bridges above the Vembanad Backwaters. I was amazed to find that the railway authorities originally had intentions to provide only steps to climb up the railway embankment to cross the railway track at Panditji Road at Kumbalam north end. Again, they intended only an eight feet wide tiny passage on the PWD main road at Kumbalam south end which was the gateway to the National Highway. No provision for drains was made to avert flooding of water from the paddy fields situated on the western side of the railway line. This unrealistic move forced me to meet the Deputy Chief Engineer and Executive Engineer, Constructions, Southen Railway at Ernakulam. I took the initiative to provide two wide Road-Under-Bridges (RUB), one at the south end and another at the north end of Kumbalam. A few drains too were necessary to avert the flooding in the paddy fields. Political intervention too had to be sought. I got in touch with Shri. Vasudeva Panikker, the general secretary of Congress (I), which was the political party in power then.  Fortunately, he was also a member of the Railway Board. Prof. K.V. Thomas M.P. (Ernakulam Parliament Constituency, who was one of my favourite teachers in Sacred Heart College at Thevara,) too sincerely extended his help to my endeavour to provide these two Road-Under-Bridges. With their intervention the Southern Railway provided two Road Under Bridges (RUBs) to alleviate the hardships and difficulties for road transport to the northern and eastern areas of Kumbalam Island from NH-47. A few drains too were provided to avert flooding in paddy fields. The Railway provided a total 9.16 M corresponding to 30 feet wide (15 feet plus 15 feet with a pillar separating the two composite RUB) passage at Kumbalam south; and a 15 feet wide RUB at Panditji Road in Kumbalam north. The height of the latter RUB is less than five meters and therefore buses and trucks will not pass through. Lack of foresight and parochial considerations resulted in a heavy loss to the Islanders occupying the eastern half of Kumbalam. This has to be remedied in the years to come by providing an additional Road Under Bridge close to the bridge above the Vembanad Backwaters at the Kumbalam north end. Similarly an additional large drain has to be erected to avert water logging at Thirunilath paddy fields situated on the western side of the railway embankment and that has to be connected to the ‘Tharamassery concrete drain covered with slabs’ located on the northern side of the ‘Tharamassery Road’ on the eastern side of railway embankment situated in between Re Sy. Nos. 19 and 20 of Block 15 of Kumbalam Village.

In order to take advantage of the new road transport facility through the National Highway-47 bypass, the road networks in Kumbalam too had to be widened and developed to make them motorable. Those days, the eight to ten feet wide sandy PWD Road was not motorable.

I recall the winding sandy PWD Road, with dips and humps. It was flanked by hedge trees which were covered with plaited coconut leaves and thorny bamboo fencings. The branches of hedge trees on either side of this road overlapped forming a canopy as if to protect the pedestrians from the scorching sun. There were wild flowering trees like, Indian Labernum, Elanji, Bougain-villas, Hibiscus, Mullu-murikku and Gulmohur with their varied hue of flowers. Fragrance of some of those flowers wafted in the air.  Wild birds too could be seen perched on the branches of these hedges emanating their sweet shrill cries. Fruit laden branches of Elanji, Njaval and Mango trees swayed in the gentle breeze as if to welcome the children. The children pelted stones and grabbed the fallen fruits and munched them on their way home. The scenic beauty of the landscape and the peaceful and serene atmosphere of the village life were overwhelming. One required the skill of an acrobat to drive a motor-cycle through that bumpy sandy pathway. Everytime a truck approached, the riders on two wheelers had to give way by moving into any adjacent plot. Several times I too helped to cut a few branches of hedges for the truck to proceed. The vehicles ploughed through this road kicking up dust. This made it next to impossible for pedestrians to use it. During the monsoon the inundated village road took the shape of a canal with innumerable puddles; the moving vehicles splashed dirty water on pedestrians. This resulted in the exchange of verbal abuses.   Perhaps only the small school-going children enjoyed splashing dirty water on each other and fully drenched in the bargain, their trivial joys!

I met the Kumbalam Panchayat President of that time, Shri. N.K. Parameswaran, and apprised him about the hardships and difficulties the villagers were going to face after the construction of the railway-line. I highlighted the need to widen and improve the village roads to take advantage of the NH-47 bypass. At that point of time, the Panchayat had hardly any funds to acquire land for widening the PWD main road. Shri. N.K. Parameswaran, a senior Marxist Communist Party leader, was well aware of his strength as well as his shortcomings. N K as he is informally called and I struck a good rapport with him. He candidly told me that if he   requests for free surrender of land, a majority would not accede to it as he represented a political party which worked against the interests of the land owners. I did not give up; I further met the opposition leader Shri. P.V. Sreedharan. He too frankly expressed his helplessness in the matter. Both the leaders thought that it was not feasible to obtain land free of cost because of the sudden escalation of the land value due to these mega-infrastructural developmental projects. I tried my best to involve young men like Murali Thandasseril, a mature gentleman with pleasing manners. He had leadership qualities and a keen inclination for social service; Bastin Pidiyancheril, a talented singer, who used to go abroad for stage shows and Pius Tirunilath-Thayamkeril, who too showed interest in the “expansion project.” He was a Cadet Captain in N.C.C., naval wing, while he was studying in Sacred Heart College. I promised to help them financially for this “Road Widenning Project” of mine. Unfortunately they all backed out due to their personal and official commitments which left them with no spare time. I too had just started off as a budding independent lawyer in Cochin, after my practice with a very reputed lawyer, later judge of the Supreme Court of India. I was a bachelor then. I used to come home on Saturdays to spend some time with my father, who was living alone in our ancestral house. I also found some time on Sundays to meet and spend with my friends too at Kumbalam. When I broached the subject of development of our PWD main road to my close friends in the village all of them encouraged me. My father too appreciated my idea. As a gesture of total allegiance and support to the proposition, my father was the first person to surrender his valuable land for the road widening project. I had my father’s blessings at the outset. This made me confident. Coupled with this, my experiences as the prime minister of the Sevamandir Post Basic School at Ramanattukara in Malappuram district; the discipline and leadership training that I received and my experiences as a senior under officer in NCC while studying in Sacred Heart College at Thevara; my rigorous training under an erudite, aggressive and eminent lawyer and judge of the Supreme Court of India, Justice Shri. K.S. Paripooran, and my experience as a budding trial lawyer contributed largely to my confidence. I took it up as a challenge and believed it my duty to help the Islanders. My varied life experiences helped me confront the innumerable problems with ease to achieve my final goal after seven years.

 The quest for this mission commenced   on 6-5-1986. At the outset, as the President of the newly constituted Public Interest Forum, I took the initiative to issue a public notice to the villagers. I conducted a few corner meetings in my village to create an awareness of the immediate need of the hour; that is for development of our main road leading to the National Highway-47 and Ikkara Road leading to the Kumbalam railway station; and the practical necessity to surrender land free of cost for widening and straightening both the roads in the relevant areas. My close friends to name a few like Xavier Edangarupally, Geochan Kallarakkal, Bastin Pidiyamcheril, Antony Kareethra, Ravi Thekkedath, Mohanan Vathuveettil, Abraham Edangarupally, Xavi Pidiyancheril, Paul Thirunilath-Thayamkeril and my other friends whenever they were available in Kumbalam along with a lot of youngsters like A.P. Antony Ameparampil, Lawrence Kelanthara, Sidhan Mattamparambu, Ramakrishnan Thachappally, Cleto Ochira,  Appachan Kallarakkal  came forward to give me a helping hand. In two years time we were able to get 99% of the surrender of land free of cost for an additional ten to twelve feet to make it a twenty feet wide road along the entire length of the four k.m. long road. This was a great achievement. Most of the sharp curves were straightened out but for a few which had to be compromised due to humanitarian reasons to the landlord. The hurdles I encountered in this feat were many.  Certain stubborn land owners were difficult to convince and persuade them to voluntarily surrender their land free of cost. There are instances when only repeated attempts have prooved successful in obtaining free surrender. The total extent of the land surrendered free of cost to the government comes to more than three acres, the value of which at the current rate is about twenty crores of rupees. As a result, the Islanders have obtained an advantage of thousands of crores of rupees by the escalation in land value after the widening of the village road. After this successful first stage of my “Road Widening Project”, we embarked upon the second phase. 

In this next stage the actual execution of the commitments given to widen the P W D Road had to be implementd. This involved the cutting and removing of the varied hedge trees and fences; the existing boundary walls had to be demolished. We sought more participation and also financial commitment from the Islanders. I convened a meeting of the Islanders through yet another public notice. The Panchayat President and other senior local leaders were specially invited to participate in the public meeting. In this platform, I gave clarity to the gathering about the progress of the road widening project.  All the leaders were praised for their help and co-operation to make the free surrender of land a success. I highlighted the further hurdles that I anticipated. I again pleaded for their wholehearted co-operation to attain our final goal of tarring the road at a wider width. We even promised them to ply buses to different destinations like Cheranellur, Ponekkara, Aluva and Kakkanad. Each and every leader was given time to speak on the issue. Thereafter, I proposed to select new road committee comprisng dynamic young-men to move the project forward in the right direction. The elderly leaders were made patrons of the road committee to aid and advise the youngsters from time to time. The public meeting proposed my name for the post of President of the Kumbalam PWD Road Development Committee. M.K. Purushothaman Mattamparambu and C.C. Karunakaran Master were elected to the post of Secretary and Treasurer of the committee. Murali Thandasseril and Bastin Pidiyancheril were nominated as the Assistant Secretary and Assistant Treasurer respectively. Sidhan Mattamparambu, A.P. Antony Ameparampil, Lawrence Kelanthara, Ramakrishnan Ravindran Thachappally, Cleto Ochira, Vijayan Mavunkal, Sarasan Chittel, Appachan Kallarackal, Saju Palathingal, Huslin (Kachi) Chembalamsseril-Nikarthil,  were elected and co-opted as the members of the executive committee. The Road Committee succeded in inaugurating the road widening work, by those who initially opposed the road widening project. About a hundred and fifty to two hundred people, young and old alike, actively and sincerely participated in the road widening project. The cutting and removal of hedge trees was a painful experience for me and the Islanders. But we were helpless. However, we made it a point to plant varied hedges on the shifted fences that we erected for the property owners.

 While surrendering the land free of cost, some of the land owners made requests that the Road Committee should see that a similar boundary wall may be erected after demolition. In order to cut and remove the huge hedge trees a lot of skilled labour was required who had to be given their wages for performing their tasks. Minnan, a veteran wood cutter and his men were engaged for bringing down huge trees. Shouri, a popular mason, and his men erected the boundary walls. They did a wonderful job. Many youngsters were ready to give “Sramdan”, free labour and service; they had to be given atleast adequate refreshments during their labour. We went from house to house for fund collection. Several well-wishers gave as donations liberally. We conducted a few film shows and raised funds but that was not sufficient. As part of the fund raising campaign, we staged a professional drama directed by a veteran Malayalam film star, Shri. Thilakan. This was a success. In six months time the widening work was completed. I never encouraged the committee members to conduct meetings with pomp and show as this would incur heavy expenses; this money could be channelised for more constructive and creative purposes.  

The road widening work developed into a movement and it created ripples in the adjacent and adjoining villages. They too got energized and started widening their roads to facilitate vehicular transport and progress to their countrysides. Some of the dedicated youngsters who worked with me deserve special mention.  They are Sidhan Mattamparambu, He is presently the Tasildar, Revenue Department, Kodungallur, A.P. Antony Ameparampil, now working in S.H. College at Thevara, Lawrence Kelanthara who is now employed in HIC-ABF (a Japanese Sea Food Exporting Company) in the Industrial Estate at Aroor and Ramakrishnan Ravindran Thachappally, a freelancer.  I found that their sheer dedication and devotion have made them assets not only to our Islanders but also to the respective Institutions they are now attached to.  If the energy of our youngsters is properly guided or channelised, it can work wonders. It could be utilized as a nation building excercise.  The success of our road widening project is a humble and tiny example for the same.

Submitting memorandums, representations and recommendations by the Kumbalam Panchayat, sending several reminders for various matters to the different ministries at New- Delhi and also to the federal capital at Trivandrum and to the various department heads at Ernakulam were herculean tasks. I am grateful to my steno-typist and clerk Shri. T.T. Kunjumon, Thottekkat, Near St. Sebastian’s church at Aroor. He is now a Revenue Inspector in the Revenue Department at Ernakulam and his promotion is due for the post of Dy. Tahsildar. Shri. Chandramohan, Thoppuveliyil, another clerk of mine too residing near Keltron Road at Aroor, assisted me in steno-typing the various matters to be forwarded. Without their unstinted help and co-operation I would not have been able to achieve my goals effectively.

I distinctly remember the Ernakulam District Collector, Shri. P.J. Thomas IAS, Polayil,  Thycattussery, who used to encourage and help me in my projects. On few occasions, when I had postings in the High Court of Kerala on a particular day when I had to meet him, he accommodated me at his breakfast table when he patiently listened to me and passed orders approving or recommending our varied prayers on our projects.  Shri. Rajan IAS and Shri. Rajagopal IAS were the other two district collectors who supported our cause. I am grateful to all of them. The Vyttila Block Development Officer, Thomas, was always there with a helping hand. Prof. K.V. Thomas M.P. used to send covering letters for all our communications. After the PWD Road widening process, there were about 176 electric posts that were standing in the middle of the PWD main road. All these obstructions had to be relocated including the entire telephone posts, and public water connections. They were shifted to the road margins. This was made possible only with the representation followed by the covering letters of Prof. K.V. Thomas M.P., who was later Minister of State for Agriculture, New Delhi. The first road tarring work of the PWD road was completed at a width of twelve feet by our native contractor, Shri. Andrew Pidiyancheril. I remember Shri. Mohammed, then assistant engineer PWD at Mattancherry, and Shri, Prakash, then assistant engineer, KSE Board at Maradu, for their timely help and co-operation at each stage of the developmental works of the road. The regional transport officer at the direction of the district collector sanctioned a few buses and they started plying to some of the destinations at Ernakulam. Since there was no bus terminal at Kumbalam north, my father permitted the buses to be parked on in his property, opposite Oli Mana. The work of the bus terminal at Kumbalam north too was completed shortly thereafter. On behalf of the Islanders of Kumbalam we are thankful for the services they had rendered for the progress of this Island, a nation building exercise.

Similarly, A.P. Antony Ameparampil, Lawrence Kelanthara, Pappy Kelanthara, Thampi Chemmanadi, Nandanan Eravelil, Sudhakaran Vazhavelil, Harshan Vadakkechira, Muraleedharan Paruthuruthil, Kunjumon Kaithaparambu assisted me for the new Priyadarsini Road free surrender work. Almost rupees one lakh twenty-five thousand was sanctioned by the Director of Panchayat, Trivandrum for the work of the new Priyadarsini Road Work at Kumbalam north based on the recommendation letter of Prof. K.V. Thomas M.P. At this point of time the Punchayat committee was defunct, and they could not raise even five thousand rupees for this valid cause.

On 10-7-1988, the PWD Road Committee issued a public notice giving the statement of accounts pertaining to receipts and expenses of the road widening project. The Islanders accepted it as granted. They knew that I had spent much more than what was available in the fund. All the expenses for the paper work, shuttling to New-Delhi, Trivandrum, and various offices at Ernakulam were all spent from my own pocket. 

I believe that the success of “the free surrender of land for the P.W.D. Road widening project and the new Priyadarsini Road project” was due to the awareness felt amongst the Islanders that it was the need of the hour.  They were sensible and practical to understand that unless they surrender land free of cost, the government would not invest funds for the development of the roads. The conduct of the project work was above socio-political and parochial considerations. It is significant that developmental works shall never be mixed with politics. I did my best to give all the credit to all the political leaders and all the dedicated youngsters and my close friends who extended their helping hand in that venture. With my dream fulfilled, I neither desired nor claimed any credit for what I had done to achieve this great feat solely for the development of the Island and the Islanders. The wholehearted support from the people at Kumbalam and their co-operation in executing my ideas transformed my   dreams into a reality. I always considered it my duty to render help and sacrifice time and energy for a common cause in times of need.  Now, it is with a sense of joy and satisfaction that I gaze at the crowded passenger buses, trucks all laden with heavy goods and even the smaller two and three wheelers plying through this widened road, an outcome of our hard labour. I feel content and happy that God Almighty gave me a wonderful opportunity to help the commoners of this Village, Kumbalam.

The piling works for the Ferry Boat Jetty at Kumbalam north end also has its own tale.  Just before the work was to commence the local people pointed out to the contractor that the adjacent backwater area is very shallow.  Therefore, it would be a sheer waste after huge funds are pumped in for its construction at that particular location. Even dredging of that area to facilitate water transport was not feasible. The objections from the people did not deter the decision of the contractor. The panchayat member who came to the scene was scared to intervene in the issue. The Contractor commenced the piling and completed hammeing two piles that day. Late in the evening, I received a call from Asokan and Thilakan Vadakkechira who explained the gravity of the situation to me. I requested them to handover the phone to any of the responsible officers supervising the project. When the supervisor on duty came on line I made him understand his foolish move. I told him, “You are trying to construct a boat jetty in the shallow backwaters where there is hardly a meter of water at high tide. I emphasized the fact that no purpose would be served by its construction. Due to the carelessness, and negligence on the part of the Engineers, Overseer of PWD (Irrigation) at Ernakulam and the Contractor huge public funds are going to be wasted. I alleged that they will be personally accountable for the damages occasioned by lack of reasonable care and due to your callous indifference.” He was forced to suspend the work as I had threatened to take up the matter with the District Collector and higher authorities of the department. He finally agreed to stop the work. The next morning, I met the PWD Engineer in his office and apprised him of the seriousness of the matter. He inspected the work site immediately and was convinced. He shifted the boat jetty to the north-west end and put up an earth bund to extend it five meters further to facilitate the transport through ferry boats. I am of the opinion, “Every citizen has a right to point out and ask the officers concerned to correct their inadvertent mistakes and anomalies in their work. We are helping them to avert blunders which might land them in trouble. It is significant that “public money should not be wasted.”

There are granite embankments constructed on the coastal shores of Kumbalam Island. I noticed that the embankments on the north-western and northen sides were getting damaged due to heavy rains in the  monsoon, the tide and turbulence on backwaters created by fast moving ferry service boats and speed-boats. After written requests, the PWD Irrigation department renovated the grantite bund to a length of two hundred meters on either side of the boat jetty. The contractor did the work reasonably well. In October and November 2011, the Inland Navigation Department now in chage undertook to do a further renovation of this bund. So they demolished the granite bunds from the high tide level. But this time, the contractor and his men did a shoddy work.  The bund has already given-way in various areas. This has created inundation of large extent of soil in Oli ‘Kayaloram’, shore and other places. This is a grave issue. The concerned officers and the contractor are responsible for the damages and loss caused to the Islanders for the erosion of soil.

I wish to note that two other important roads at Kumbalam also require immediate widening: the Ikkara Road leading to the railway station and the Siva Temple Road. Over a period of time road-over-bridges could be constructed on the Ikkara and Kalathil-parambu roads. The land owners on either sides of Ikkara Road and Siva Temple Road leading to Kalathil-parambu Road should take the initiative free surrender for widening and straightening both these roads. The Grama Panchayth too could take an active interest in this campaign and make it a success.

 The vehicular traffic on the Kumbalam PWD main road has increased drastically due to globalization and prosperity of the Islanders. The twelve feet tarred width of the road is insufficient to cater to the heavy traffic. It is now necessary to   have the entire twenty feet width of the road tarred. This will help ease the traffic congestion and avert accidents. The main reason attributed for the accidents is due to the lack of wide tarred road. The pedestrians experience great difficulty when huge buses and trucks ply on these roads. Some of the tipper lorries are very rash and motor accidents are becoming common on the Island. There have been cases where a few have succumbed to their injuries due to accidents on these roads. Flooding of roads and inundation of road sides is common after every heavy downpour. Providing side canals wherever required will help solve this problem to a great extent. I once again implore to Prof. K.V. Thomas M.P. to allot necessary MP funds to tar the entire twenty feet width of Kumbalam PWD main road.  In the process, for the common good of the people, a few more winding curves and bottlenecked portions on this road could also be looked into by acquiring the land. In this way we could aspire to be a Model Village P W D Road!!

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

Friday, 13 February 2015

PADMASHALI OR CHALIYAN: MOTTO TO CLOTHE THE ISLANDERS



Paramu Pilla was a fifty year old man, who traded his goods on the main land, Ernakulam. He used to vend ‘Kaily Mundu’ (a varied checked coarse dhoti), ‘Thorth’ (ordinary hand woven coarse towel) and white dhotis.  Jacob and I used to meet Pillechan in the mornings, when we used to wait at our gate. He would carry this load and occasionally he used to ask us if we required any of the articles he sold. Once in a while, ‘Appachan’ gave him some business and he used to look very pleased. In the evenings on his return he would be happy and relaxed, if he could sell the entire load. Otherwise he would be tired and gloomy with half the load still on his head or shoulder.

I gathered that he belonged to the Padmashali or Chaliyan or Puttarya hereditary weaving Caste of South India. The original names simply meant weaver (spider.) While saliga is tadbhava of jalikha, spider or weaver in Sanskrit, jeda is a Kannada word for spider. Their ancestors were brought from Kannada and Telugu speaking regions by the Raja of Cochin during the early British colonial period; my ancestor Desavazhi brought and had settled a few families in Kumbalam.

As part of the Virasaiva movement these traditional weavers championed caste negation movement or anti-casteism initially. The weavers tried to obtain higher caste credentials and privileges like right to use ‘Punool’, the sacred thread worn by Brahmins. They have no temple. One among them selected by their association would be the priest or ‘Pujari’. The slogan of this particular community is “to clothe the Islanders.” This they felt was one of the primary requirements. They used to eke out their living by weaving and vending cloth.

 Cotton thread was supplied by Pattarya Samajam Co-operative Society. They used ‘Kuzhi Thari’ to make an ordinary coarse towel locally known as a ‘Thorth’, and weaver’s loom or ‘Shuttle Thari’ to make the double dhoti and chequed dhoti.

Now there are about eighty Pattarya Pillai families now living in Kumbalam. With the advent of the large mechanized weaving mills coupled with the   unhealthy competition in this trade, the Pattarya community in Kumbalam was forced to leave this traditional trade and business completely. It is an alarming situation. I sincerely hope that the government would look into the matter and give the community required subsidy to maintain at least a few weavers’ loom (‘Shuttle Thari’ and ‘Kuzhi Thari’) and the skilled to make cloth.


Their people are settled in Aroor and Chendamangalam and other places. Chendamangalam is well known for handloom weaving industry.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

‘PAPPADAM’-MAKER



Rangan Shenoi was a Konkini ‘Pappadam,’ cakemaker residing near Kalathil Devi temple.  ‘Pappadam’ is a round, thin, crisp cake made of kidney beans flour mixed with ‘Pappada-karam,’ Potass and common salt. It is kneaded with a wooden roller on a millstone. ‘Pappadam’ is deeply fried in ghee or coconut oil. This crispy cake is a very special savory for an Onam or marriage ‘Sadhya’, feast.


When Rangan Shenoi, the ‘Pappadam-maker died, there was no one in his family to carry on the business at Kumbalam. Hassan Urancode came from Matavana and started a new business near SPS temple at Kumbalam. He was orphaned by the premature death of his parents Mohammed and Kadeeja and was looked after by his uncle Moosa Urancode. While he was a child he used to help a ‘Pappadachetty,’ a person belonging to the caste of ‘Pappadam,’ cakemakers at Matavana and so he mastered the business. He is making a reasonably good income from his business. What started as a one man show is now a unit where he has two to three people working for him. The demand has made him rise to the need. He has even bought a pappadam maker, a machine which would enable him to produce much more quantity. 

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

“PHOTOGRAPHER RAGHAVAN”


 Raghavan developed a passion for photography and he was a noted photographer of this Island. His presence was inevitable for a marriage or funeral or any other memorable event. He would mount a large-format camera with a lens on a tripod covered with a black cloth. Photography is the art, science and practice of creating durable images by recording light or other electro-magnetic radiation, either chemically by means of a light-sensitive material such as photographic film, or electronically by means of an image sensor.

Before taking the still photograph he would look through the focus aperture and adjust the lens accordingly and place a new film board at the back. Then the entire camera would be covered with a black cloth. Then he would arrange the objects to be photographed at about a five meter distance. Finally he would ask the people to face the camera with a “CHEESE” smile and then open the shutter of the lens for a split second or during a timed exposure. It is then closed as per shutter speed. This he would repeat for other shoots. Later he washes the film in Sodium carbonate solution. A good photograph or even an album of pictures is ready for delivery in a few days time. His costs and charges were very reasonable. In 1960s, he started “Bharath Studio” at Valanjabalam in Ernakulam.   It was a great success. He had a special dark room where the camera was fixed on a tripod. There were special lighting and focussing arrangements in there. His children, Thampi, Babu and Sivan joined him and they too were popular in this field. Thampi went abroad (Gulf countries) for better prospects. His wife, Girija Thampi continued in “Bharath Studio” at Ernakulam. Raghavan’s younger son, Babu, started “Babu Studio” at Panangad and the youngest son too established “Amal Studio” at Kumbalam.


All photography was originally black-and-white. Even after colour film was readily available, black-and-white photography continued to dominate for decades, due to its lower cost and its classic photographic look. Now colour video films are more popular and they too have changed with the times.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

A SODA MAKING INDUSTRY



In 1970s, Joseph Paravally was conducting a small-scale soda manufacturing unit at Thevara. I have noticed him brush the bottles and rinse them with water to remove dust particles before filling it with potable water. Carbon dioxide gas was fed into the carbonator through a pressure regulating valve. The carbonators were of simple construction, hence, maintenance and repairs were very easy. The filled bottles were carbonated and due to the air pressure the round glass piece get automatically corked at the bottle neck. The quality of his Soda filled in glass bottles were high and contained better gas volumes. There used to be an opener for such bottles. I have also seen people opening it by applying their thumb. As the demand increased he started to fill in plain bottles with metal cork. Later his son took over the business and shifted it to Kumbalam. His soda was very popular in the nearby areas.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

Friday, 6 February 2015

VISITS TO OUR PARISH CHURCH


Religion and religious activities were very important in most of the Christian homes on our island. I vividly remember my parents who used to go to the St. Mary’s Church very elegantly dressed for the services and functions at church. ‘Appachan’ used to wear a nice double dhoti and a full sleeve shirt both of which were neatly pressed and his white shirt-sleeves neatly fold up. He used to have a gold chain permanently around his neck but the wedding ring was donned only when he went out. ‘Ammachi’ used to wear an impeccable ‘Njorinja Mundu’, a pressed dhoti with about twenty two neat pleats or folds or tucks; a ‘Chatta’, breast-cloth, and a starched and pressed ‘Kavini’, a magnificent cloth with golden jerry and thin borders, which was used to cover her head too in church. She sported a few golden bangles on her hand and a ‘Mani Mani Mala’ which is a traditional special chain with round golden balls on her neck. They actively participated in the Holy Mass on Sundays, the first Friday of every month and on special feast days. On rare occasions like for a marriage she would wear a sari and blouse and a traditional necklace around her neck as well. She was very pleasant and always would sport a smile on her face.


I staunchly believe that going to a holy place of worship with a clean body and pure mind (without any blemishes) would give one peace of mind and good health.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

CHURCH ARCHITECTURE

  
The main entrance of St. Mary’s church, Kumbalam, is on the western side of the tall building with a long, steep sloping tiled roof. It has an attractive steeple in front, which has an elevation of about 20 meters. It is facing the vastness of Vembanad ‘Kayal’, backwater, and the view across is awesome.  A flag mast stands in the front yard. The pillars  inside the church and other architectural ornaments are constructed in Gothic style. The granite pillars and altar has resemblance to the rock-cut pillars and altar in the rock cut Buddhist Vihars of the Ajanta and Ellora caves. The church is arranged east-to-west, with the interior structured into three levels: the ‘Madbaha’ (sanctuary), the ‘Qestroma’ (choir) and the ‘Haykla’ (nave). The ‘Madbaha’ is arranged in the topmost platform at the eastern part of the building, represents “Heaven” and the ‘Madbaha’ is protected with rails. The primary altar is separate and not attached to the eastern wall. The painting behind the altar of St. Mary’s church in beautiful colour combinations and shades is eye-catching. This makes the portraying the front elevation of the church with its steeple. The painter, who hailed from Trichur made diverse colours by blending the juices of barks, leaves and flowers of varied trees. The old sacristan, Paily’s failing memory, could not recollect the name of the creator of this masterpiece. He still remains an unknown genius.


The ‘Diaqonikon’ (sacristy) is the adjacent room further east of the ‘Madbaha’; to the south-west is the baptistery. An oil lamp within the sanctuary is kept glowing perpetually to represent the presence of God. The ‘Madbaha’ is connected to the sacristy by openings on either side of the wall. The ‘Qestroma’ contains seats for the choir and lower clergy. Worshipers stand before the altar, with separate seating for men and women. One large tower bell and another small bell are installed in the back yard to signal the timing of the ritual services. Certain rhythmic chimes from this big bell herald the death of a church member, or to inform the public of calamities.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

SACRIFICE YOUR LIFE FOR OTHERS


‘Ammachi’ used to take ‘Pengal’, Jacob and me to St. Mary’s, our parish church. I used to observe the happenings in the church hall as well as on the face of ‘Ammachi’. At times, the bell rang when the priest raised the bread and wine and look up and pray. I used to blissfully gaze at her and had noted a radiant satisfaction on her face. Was she seeing something more at the altar?  One day after Holy Mass I asked her, “Why so much frankincense was burned and so many candles kindled at the altar?” She asked me, “Have you noticed the vanishing of candles and frankincense?” She continued, “The frankincense while burning completely gives out a nice fragrance to all who are present there. Similarly the candle while giving light to others it vanished. In the temples they would kindle oil lamps and would burn ‘Karppuram’, Camphor, which gives a pungent aroma and burned completely without any residue. These are all symbolic expressions of sacrifice. You should also sacrifice your life for others. It is only then that there is meaning for your life and you will get rewards in heaven.”

Very often, I have observed the coconut tree, the heavenly tree, all the parts of which are useful to living beings. They carry loads of leaves and coconuts. The tree doesn’t use any part of it and it doesn’t know who is going to benefit from it and in what form they may make use of it. When it reaches seventy years or more its trunk is used as building material or fishing stakes or used to make furniture. In the event of it dying naturally, birds would make nests on it. The tree finally would go as firewood and / or ultimately turn into humus. Similar is the nature of the entire flora on earth. I am convinced that all flora and fauna are inter-dependent. They all knowingly or unknowingly sacrifice their lives for the sustenance of other living beings in nature. Flora nourishes and energizes the fauna. They provide firewood, clothing, shelter and a lot of other things. It is significant to note that the fauna too make their sacrifices. They give up their lives to the higher predators and vice versa. Their ultimate endeavour is to convert the flora and the fauna back into organic soil fit for the absorption of plants. There is an unbroken chain of natural recycling. The earth gives the platform for the flora and fauna to co-exist. The elements on the earth and the cosmos also play their part. Oxygen is one of the essential elements for plant or animal life; Nitrogen supplies the essential ingredient for the preparation of food. The Sun emanates light, heat and other energies. The Moon acts like a mirror and reflect the light; it attracts the Earth like a magnet. Everything is so mutually supporting. Every object seems to speak sacrifice in their actions. How much more important it is for the human beings, the so called superior being, to selflessly sacrifice every action of theirs for their brethren and other living beings. One should not expect anything in return for one’s services. Unfulfilled expectations will only lead to frustration and ultimate depression.

I know that giving up one’s life for a noble cause is one of the biggest sacrifices one can make for other living beings.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com

ACTIVE CHURCH LEADERS


I remember Fr. Joseph Muttumana, who had a knack with children. He got along very well with them and had a way of making them do their different duties without any hesitation. The next Vicar, Rev. Fr. Joseph Peechanat belonged to our parish. Rev. Fr. Joseph Kulathinal (Palai), the next Vicar, was also an affectionate priest. He knew each and every child by name. The old sacristan, Paily, was very pious and dutiful in all the church matters. The ‘Jemador’, one who convenes; Kuriako the ‘Jenmador’ used to collect the offerings also during the holy mass without fail. In church services extensive use was made of music; the intoning of the services by the priest and responses chanted in unison by a choir led by P.P. John Master, Jose Palathingal and Thomas Chemnadi.

St. Joseph Convent was established in 1957.  The sisters of the convent, Sr. Karithas, Sr. Rubeena and their Mother Agasamma, (sister of Paily Master, Tirunilath-Thayamkeril), joined the hymns in unison and fervently participated in the Holy Mass daily. Iyyo Powathil, an old man, who had an attractive, loud and clear voice, led the Rosary, the way of the Cross and other initial prayers regularly. Kuttamma Ouseph Ameparampil was another noted lady who led the prayers. Antony Master of Purakkat used to keep the true and correct accounts of the income and expenses of the church regularly without any audit objections.
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While the mothers were busy with all these serious discussions we indulged in our own interests. We used to run around the place beneath the huge ‘Payal’ and another ordinary mango tree; sitting on the four coconut trees which had germinated from a single seedling, an attraction of children. We too had our own topics for discussion enjoying the cool breeze and spectacular view of the ‘Kayal’. Geochan Kallarackal, Antony Kallarackal, Unni and Antony Kareethra, Abraham Edangarupilly, Bastin Mathepilly Pidiyamcheril, Dominic and Jose Thirunilath too joined us in all the fun.

I remember T.J. Paul (Paulettan) Thirunilath-Thayamkeril, Xavier Edangarupally, Joy, Xavy, Andrew, Jolly of Mathepilly Pidiyancheril, Jose Polaparampil, (Bombay) Jose and M.R. Joy, Joy Thayamkeril (East), Cherian Makkaruparampil (Bank of Cochin), Ravi Thekkedath, Sasi Maraveettil and Mohanan Vathuveettil, an older group watched us play and used to mock at us; much later they joined us to form one group. Our meetings and our interactions were so fragrant that it broached us closer, blossomed and bloomed into an enduring friendship. Xavier Master and his contemporaries recognized this peer group. Rev. Fr. Antony Oorakadan and Shri. Cyriac Tirunilath –Thayamkeril were the two senior fellows, who enjoyed our company.


At times, Paul ‘Valliappan’, Thirunilath-Thayamkeril, and his wife Rosy ‘Valliamma’ used to come to their ancestral house on the island. They used to reside in Ernakulam for the convenience of commuting for his work. They were an elegant couple who had four children. I still remember their elegantly dressed daughters, Leela (Sr. Mithesa now in France), Lissy and Daisy and their one and only son Jollychettan, (T.P. Poulose) wearing a full sleeve shirt smartly tucked into his shorts He is now a retired Government Doctor. He is a very endearing person.  Over the years we have become close to each other. He is an ace tennis player and used to be an office bearer of Rama Varma Club at Ernakulam.

Excerpts from

MEMOIRS

An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
josephjthayamkeril.blogspot.com