Garland of Myths

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I have been reading the legendary (almost mythical himself) Kottarathil Sankunni's ഐതിഹ്യ മാല (attempted translation : Garland of Myths) - all of 600+ pages and 100+ stories comprising of myths , exaggerations and arabian nightish fantasies written in chaste malayalam. For the uninitiated the book was compiled over 100 years ago stringing in the beautiful pieces of folk lore and fantasy prevalent in the social fabric of the time. An excellent bed time read for children and adults alike the myths paint a clear and real picture of the early 1900s in Kerala with strong allegiance to the ruling and elite class of the times ( rebellious writing wasn't in vogue , obviously) . May be despised today by the proletariat for strong feudal over tones and the glorification of the elite , the book can make an excellent read if one sticks to one principle "Everything is a miracle or nothing is " (paraphrased from a quote by one Herr Einstein) .
I have been picking and reading stories from "here and there" and one cannot deny that there is a "feel good" feeling that the stories leave me with and a slight envy on the "powers" that the protagonists posessed and the general quality of life

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