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Original file ( × pixels, file size: MB, MIME type: application/pdf, pages). File information. Structured data. dharmaraja college kandy Download dharmaraja college kandy or read online here in PDF or EPUB Please click button to get dharmaraja college kandy book. Cannankara Velayudhan Raman Pillai (rutalchondbulsio.ga Pillai) (19 - 21 March ) was one of the great Indian novelists and playwrights and pioneering.
Raman Pillai was involved in the Malayalam translation of memorandum proposed by G. Sankara Menon and G. Parameswaran Pillai came to Trivandrum by the end of December for campaigning about the memorandum.
Raman Pillai bore the expenses of their commutations and proceedings, and went on to sell his wife's necklace to meet the requirements. Sankara Menon. Raman Pillai in a difficulty that he could not meet the expenses to complete the printing of the remaining chapters as intended; so, he made a concise version and got it printed as part of twenty-sixth chapter, which thus became the final chapter of the novel.
Parameswaran Nair states that there were three more chapters after the twenty-sixth chapter by referring to a letter from N. Raman Pillai, who came to know about the concise narration only after getting the printed copy as he had left to Thiruvananthapuram before the completion of printing, criticized the author regarding the same.
Balakrishnan Nair, the concise version included in twenty-sixth chapter is an abridgement of two intended chapters. Raman Pillai states in the preamble that he wanted to have an annexure at the end of the novel.
Raman Pillai made a request for permission on 13 April to submit the first copy at royal palace, and subsequently the book was released on 11 June after presenting the first copy to Aswathi Thirunal Marthanda Varma, to whom the book is also dedicated to. Balakrishnan Nair states that author gave several copies of book as complimentary ones, out of the total copies printed.
Parameswaran Nair, the publication of Marthandavarma was a great event in the history of Malayalam literature. Book Depot at Trivandrum, acquired rights of the novel, to publish from his own publishing house. Raman Pillai did a revision for the new edition, in which he had replaced the edits of N. Raman Pillai in the first edition with his own.
The author corrected the flaws in the usages of Sanskrit and Malayalam words, together with the change of phrases that are in line with the then usages of Malayalam. The changes included the removal of a precognitive narration about the death of Padmanabhan Thambi at Nagercoil , removal of reference to an earlier spouse of character Anantham prior to her relationship with Sundarayyan and removal of references to mistresses from Thanjavur. Kizhakemuri notes that the copyrights were reserved until 31 December Books of Kottayam started publishing their editions from ,  ,  and  respectively to remain as the major publishers [C] of the novel.
Translations[ edit ] Marthandavarma has been translated into three languages, Tamil , English and Hindi as five different versions, among which two were in Tamil another two, were in English and one incomplete translation was in Hindi. This section contains text in Devanagari , and Tamil scripts. Without proper rendering support you may see question marks or boxes , misplaced vowels or missing conjuncts instead of respective glyphs. Menon [ii] was published by Kamalalaya Book Depot, Trivandrum in ,  and was republished by Sahitya Akademi in after a revision by the daughter of B.
Menon, Prema Jayakumar. Krishna Pillai. It was published by Kamalalaya Book Depot, Trivandrum. A reprint by the same publisher was released in Padmanabhan Thambi was published by Sahitya Akademi. Guptan Nair notes that the literary work was hailed as a masterpiece. Thanu Pillai rated the novel as a rare and valuable addition to the literature of Malayalam. Kilimanoor Ravi Varma Koil Thampuran remarked that he could not keep aside the novel once he started reading the book.
Sundaram Pillai stated that he read the novel with so much pride. Balakrishnan Nair notes that the release of novel was celebrated like a literary festival at Trivandrum. Raman Pillai had sent unsold copies of the novel to P. Ayyappan Pillai [iii] , the then Education Secretary and to his friend P. Balakrishnan Nair notes that the remaining copies among the one thousand numbers of first print were damaged due to infestation by termites.
Balakrishnan Nair notes that the sale of book was similar to that of Adhyatma Ramayana and by Kamalalaya Book Depot released the 25th edition. Venugopalan states that it is not doubtful that Marthandavarma is the most sold book in Malayalam. Raman Menon, who died in , as B.
Book Depot and Kamalalaya Book Depot to proceed as separate institutions respectively.
Tharakan echoes that point. No records. They seem to be a team of first-timers. They had done their homework. They knew what they were doing. Ordinarily, a novice driving into the mall to conduct a robbery would have armoured the front of the car and driven straight in.
Had they done that, they would have run the risk of the airbags getting deployed. In Audis. These guys were smart. They drove in the first car in reverse. The rear of the car collided with the gate and brought it down, clearing the way for the car that was following.
But they executed such a clean job, one cannot help but admire. There is always something. There has to be a clue somewhere.
Helps you stay ahead of them. Iqbal carefully laid the packet on the table, and pulled out a transparent pouch with some markings on it. Finally, Jilani raised his eyebrows and looked at Iqbal. How old is this? Sleep had deserted him of late and he was feeling too restless to try falling asleep again. It was probably the excitement of the day ahead, coursing through his body like adrenaline.
He tiptoed to the kitchen, and set about making himself some coffee. He had barely kept the container of milk on the stove when Kamu walked in. You were sleeping soundly. Snoring, in fact. You seem to have forgotten how to sleep. Rajan smiled and hugged her back.
They will have to make a choice. History or propriety.
They will have to take sides. The milk had come to a boil. After his morning dose of filter coffee, he took a bath and stepped out of his house.
It was 5. He could see the temple gopuram in the distance. On his way he crossed the Padma Teertha Kulam, the holy pond. Dipping his hands in the water, he brought up a palmful and sprinkled a few drops on his head. With the same wet hands, he touched his eyes as a mark of respect.
As he got out of the enclosure, he saw a group of people walking hurriedly towards the temple. They were probably getting late for the morning abhishekam, the holy ritual of bathing the deity. Upon entering the temple, Rajan walked straight into the sanctum sanctorum.
He bowed his head before the huge monolith of Padmanabha Swamy reclining on the five-hooded serpent Anantha, also known as Adi Sesha. He said a silent prayer and went to the temple office.
Gopi had not come in yet; it was too early for any office bearer to report for work. Rajan stepped out into the corridor—called sannidhi—that ran all round the sanctorum, providing a covered area for devotees to sit and sing verses in praise of the lord.
On the northeastern side of the temple, the sannidhi branched out into a small passage to the left. Rajan walked down the passage to an open area. He was the only one there.
To his right was a small flight of stairs that went down one level. He climbed down the twenty-four steps.
As he reached the bottom he could see it: a large door on his right. He stood for a long time looking at it. Behind those doors lay the secret of the treasures of the Anantha Padmanabha Swamy Temple. There were six vaults named A to F for bookkeeping purposes. Vaults C to F had been opened multiple times and the temple utilities and gold and jewellery found inside were used for the running of the temple.
Vaults A and B had not been opened in the recent past. Legend had it that Vaults A and B contained riches beyond belief, unseen and unheard of in any temple in the world. Riches that had not been claimed by anyone—except the family of the king.
Strangely enough, despite having these unimaginable riches, the security cover provided to the temple was surprisingly lax. Probably because people believed that no one would attempt a robbery at a temple guarded by Padmanabha Swamy himself. As he stood there, wondering what lay in the two unopened vaults, his phone rang. It was Gopi. Rajan glanced at his watch. It was already 7. He had to be at the high court by 9 a. It was judgement day. The high court was teeming with people.
A posse of journalists waited patiently in one corner. It was a landmark case and everyone was eagerly awaiting the verdict. When the judge walked in, everyone stood up as a mark of respect.
The judge took his seat and began cautiously. The first one and a half pages that he read out were nothing dramatic. That was just the preamble. Finally, he came to the verdict. The state will also set up a committee to evaluate the need to open the vaults in the temple and submit their recommendations to the court within forty-five days.
Dharmaraja Varma, on account of his position and stature, will continue to be the chief trustee of the temple. The former had tears in his eyes. It was a great victory for them. They had protected the riches of Padmanabha.
They had performed a service for the lord, which everyone would be proud of.