celebrating women.


சாமி தவித்தான் …தாயை படைத்தான் – and mothers were sent because HE knew men too would cry. Happy Mother’s Day.

The gods made men, strong men… who were of equal to them to rule the earth. And, they sent mothers from the highest heavens – women, who could teach worthy men to LOVE and to rule with LOVE – women, whom the gods too knew as mothers. Celebrating every women …mothers, grandmas, aunts, sisters, girlfriends, wives, daughters who teach us everyday to love the world a little better, Thank you “MA”.Image

Let Zakir Naik speak in Malaysia.


Various texts discuss with great length on the practice of religious debates across the ancient world. Often too, such debates were precursors to wars in the name of gods. Wars were perfectly possible all so often because everyone was a believer of something.  And, some of us just needed a reason to get to war…

Intellectuals argue that all is fair in modern comparative religious studies. Discussing religion is a risky affair, more within a diverse community fabric and the act of debating religion brings the entire argument to an elevated dimension. Both, the giving and receiving parties need to be in an able state of mind to compare – agree and agree to disagree, with utter rationalism. An ideal state. Difficult. Very difficult. Emotion stimulates the mind 3000 times faster than rational thought. Men, are emotional animals.

Why risk it?

If you prove to me that Shri Ganesh is “Bhagwaan” then I will eat the prasad. – Zakir Naik.

Yes… of course… for a healthy discussion purpose aimed in building inter-faith ties, in a perfect world. Far, far, away.

Shri Ganesh is Bhagwaan. Allah is Bhagwaan. And, in Einstein’s words, I too see a clock, but I cannot envision the clockmaker. The human mind is unable to conceive of the four dimensions, so how can it conceive of a God, before whom a thousand years and a thousand dimensions are as one? To understand my answer, you need to understand my faith a little better. It will go to the extent of wave-particle duality concept in quantum mechanics…. and beyond it. It will take time. It will take a lot of patience.

It is the same faith that allows the likes of Zakir Naik to speak in India and let them live.

Interesting it is that the message comes from a world acclaimed (needs further citation) authority whose centre of belief is لا إله إلا الله محمد رسول الله  – lā ilāha illà l-Lāh, Muḥammadur rasūlu l-Lāh – there is no god but Allah, Muhammad is the messenger of Allah. – Zakir Naik should not even be questioning the existence of another bhagwaan in the first place. All for a prasad? Is he going through a series of deliberate reaffirmations towards his own faith? You see, I too read the Quran. No authority like Zakir Naik or Shah Kirit. Just a curious mind.

The elders would agree that the holiest of us are often the quietest. In Hinduism, in Tamil, these men are known as Mouna Gurus. Silent teachers. A spiritual guru who speaks very little… and in his silence we hear all the truths of the world. Ever experienced one? They are hard to find. To a greater extent, I believe that it is the silent ones who hold the world together.

Let Zakir Naik speak in Malaysia. It is a noisy world. And, it may end in 2012.

A shared Tamil past for humanity – preview to the ground-breaking paper – Mikhail Murugavel Pandey


என் இனிய மக்களே!

The better part of 2006 saw me and my lovely research team piecing together a ground breaking puzzle that will, when finally revealed, have far-reaching consequences. I have, with the help of my team and the guidance of my father and mother, finally pierced through the layers of smoke and blatant white lies, cleared the confusion of generations and seen through the evil conspiracies of the white colonialists.

This is a conspiracy that is deep seated in our modern world, a world that has lost its sense of history and its knowledge of and appreciation of tradition and antiquity and one that has been progressively dumbed down with new fangled technology to grasp the meanings and implications of such a conspiracy.

I have been fortunate to meet and wed a woman who has opened my eyes to this global hoodwinking and my soon to be published paper in the journal Nature will, I am sure, shock and stun audiences and I hope finally bring to mainstream attention the work that I have dedicated my life to.

Today, I shall present a brief sketch of the paper I am presenting and some of the conclusive evidence my team (with my supervision and insightful intelligence) have uncovered.

My paper, entitled “Tracing the origin of human civilisation and culture to the Kumari Kandam – A shared Tamil past for humanity” presents the theory, nay, actual and real historical happenings that saw the spread of man from ancient Tamil nation to populate and enrich other continents.

As an example, I present to you the life of Veerasinga Thevar, known to the world today as Vercingetorix the Gaul.

Veerasingam was of the mukkulathor community – a fiercely martial race that had its origins in the late stone age in what is now Madurai district of the state of Tamil Nadu in India. Mukkulathor, meaning ‘they of the three clans’ were the ruling class of ancient Pandya, Chola and Chera countries. The three clans, respectively, were the Kallars (raiders), Maravars (warriors) and the Agamudayars (the fort-builders/defenders).

It is well known that the ancient Tamils ruled over a large kingdom that stretched between what is now Atlantic (Akkalaianthakan Samudiram – Ocean of the Conqueror of Akkala) – and Indian Oceans, then a contiguous landmass connected by land bridges.

Is it any surprise then that the Mukkalathor, especially the raiding Kallars (who gave us the name Gauls) and the warring Maravars (who inspired the Greek god of War, Mars) were in power over Celtic England and were the chief adversary of the upstart Romans?

Little is known of Veera Singam’s early life. Like all of the Kallar clan, he learnt to ride a horse and wield an axe. (The ancient marital art of Axe-wielding in Tamil Nadu is well known. I refer to my father Dr. Pandey’s paper on the land of Vaazhapazha and Parasurama cult)

Our first record of him comes from the Celtic tribe of Scotti, in particular from a toddy tapper (akin to the ancient Sanargal of Tamilagam) called Vallakarar.

Vallakarar – anglicised to Walker – writes in his memoirs that a young Gaul had once raided his stable and took possession of a fine horse. Confronting the thief in the market place the next day, Walker finds he has bitten off more than he can chew. For the thief is none but Veera, and a fine strapping young man he is. “Like the horse, so the rider…” says Walker in his native tongue.

Permit me a small digression as I go a few centuries back to early Roman times. I assure you this veering off-course is essential to the tale, nay, history I narrate. Many centuries before Veera Singam’s final and eventually unsuccessful stand against Caesar, in what we now know as Rome, a new tribe is born.

Historians today, blindsided by propaganda of vested interests, only talk of Romulus and Remus and their founding of the city. I ask these people, where did Romulus and Remus come from? Who were their parents? What of their ancestry? Or to employ the beautiful expression in my adopted language, “அவன் யாரு, குலம் என்ன? கோத்திரம் என்ன?“

I have answered these questions with sufficient material evidence and beyond doubt in my paper. Briefly, Romulus and Remus are but the last of the telegu speaking nomadic tribes of the Upper Mediterranea.

The language Telegu, a member of the Northern Dravidian language family, had borrowed words from Prakrit and Pali, and after modifying the grantha script suitably began to assert its independence. Such incidences are rather common throughout history and Tamil, the oldest language in the world has had more than its fair share.

Telegu was spoken mainly by nomadic tribes inhabiting Rayalaseema district, led by a chieftain of the name Ramulu Naik. A severe draught forced them north and west, towards the as yet unexplored territories of Madi Terrai (Upper Grounds). Here, Ramulu Naik dies facing a rabid wolf, and here his sons Ramulu Naik II and Rawusu establish a city for their clansmen, adopting the practices they learnt in Tamil heartland.

Proof for this is found in the similarities of stone-age tools found in the Mesolithic strata of both Tibre and Godavari delta, as well as in the similarities of names between Sumerians, Romans and modern Andhraiites. I refer to the well-researched and documented paper by my colleague Samyuktha Kooniah.

As you can see, Rome had flourished because it had blindly followed the tested principles and practices of Tamilagam. Democracy and Constitutional Monarchy, the practice of building large temples and public halls were and have always been the domain of Pandya, Chera and Chola kings. This was simply expanded upon by the nomadic Romans.

Yet and knowing fully well this, the Romans dared impose their will on Celtic (Kallu-tukki – stone lifters – an affectionate, and mildly derogative nickname given by the Tamizhargal to the tribes who helped build Hadrian’s Wall) Britain and challenge the Kallar pride.

Veera Singam – the son of his father, the beneficiary of millions of years of evolution and learning, the descendent of the mighty Kallars and a capable general of the Mukkalathor army does not take this slur lightly. A call is sent and every red-blooded Tamilan takes to arms.

Maravars from Kumari Kandam and from Madurai, Vellalars from Kanceepuram and Kumbakkonam prepare for battle. Truth and justice are on their side, as are numbers. The Tamil nation envelops Romapuri on the west and the east.

Tamil pride will prevail.

But, the wily Romans resort to subterfuge. Kishore – Caesar’s names given to him at birth – had years ago fallen in love with and married the Egyptian princess கிளி-பெட்டாச்சி – Cleopatra.

The Egyptians had, due to long-standing trade relations with the Chola provinces, in particular Poompugar and Vaadiyar, had learnt the science of boat-building and were in control of a mighty Navy.

With this to back him and his earlier forays into the Cisalpine provinces of Gallic Europe, Caesar declares war. The Egyptian pirate navy forms a blockhead in the seas. Though small in number compared to the massive fleet of Tamilagam, the Egypitans have observed Spartan and Athenian defence of Thermopylae and Salamis against the Persians.

The Tamil Navy faces the Egyptians at Mearku Nadu (Western Province – modern Morocco) and takes a substantial hit. Meanwhile Caesar’s army thunders into Britain. Veera Singam awaits him on his horse and his Aayirathupadai (Aayirathupadai oor we now call Heathrow).

The Tamil women are as strong and capable as their men and they accompany Veera’s army. In any case, they are assured of victory for it is their Veera – their Thalapathy.

For four days and four nights they battle. Each night, the Romans take more victims than the Kallars. Veera Singam’s military manoeuvres and his genes assure his victory even on the fifth day. But, stocks are running low and there is no news from his homeland. The promised navy and foodgrains are yet to arrive. Veerasingam, with the help of the Agamudayars, raises a fort, and begins to change battle plans.

This is the sign Caesar awaits for hidden deep inside his army are descendents of the Perucali clan. The Perucali are experts are weakening forts by tunnelling under and around walls and they are now set upon the Gaul fort.

His fort destroyed, his supplies blockaded and his men battle-weary, Veera Singam has no option but to surrender. But Tamizhargal cannot step backward till their very last breath and Veera is no exception.

At night he and a band of brothers steal across battle lines and reach enemy camp. Here, true to their calling, they raid the stables, let loose the Roman horses, take possession of their principle weapons.

All to no avail. Caesar who knows of the Kallar tradition sets a trap for Vercingetorix in the armoury. Captured though he may be, the Lion does not lose his pride and spits upon Caesar.

What happens next is something no true Tamilan will narrate, nor hear, without his blood boiling and his nerves tingling. I shall therefore end the history of Vercingetorix with the statement that he attained what all Tamil soldiers dream of – a martyr’s heaven.

My paper “Tracing the origin of human civilisation and culture to the Kumari Kandam – A shared Tamil past for humanity” has more such histories and undisputable evidence that bring to light the conspiracy and charade that humankind has been dumb witness to. My team and I will field questions about my paper at the World Tamil Conference to be held in Tiruchirapalli the coming year. I look forward to meeting like minded people and my Tamil brethren there.


Mikhail Murugavel Pandey is an assistant Professor of Tamil Epigraphy in the Madurai Kamaraj University from where he acquired his Ph.D in Tamil and a D.Phil in Cultural Anthropology. He is also a trained archaeologist having worked under Dr. Mortimer Wheeler. Born Stanislav Skanda Pandey, he is the 11th offspring and the seventh son of Dr. Acharya Pandey and Dr. Mrs. Valentina Pandey. Holidaying in the French Reunion Islands, he met Muthazhagi, a French-Tamil Creole native and wooed her successfully. She introduced him to the world of Tamil poetry and Bhaarathi, in honour of which Stanislav changed his name to the now famous Mikhail Murugavel.

He can be contacted at mikhail.murugavel@pandey.ru