In those days, if someone spoke wrongly to me, they would say, “What, you are speaking without even an ‘Eganai Moganai’ எகனை மொகனை.” “What the hell is that?” I thought about that for many days. I once asked my father. “He said it means that I speak without ‘Edukai’ and ‘Monai’. That is, one who… Continue reading “A Song without any rhyme” – Bharadhidasan