Archive of An Unknown

  March 11, 2020 Wednesday 6:01 PM Most books jumped off the shelves and came to the Center Hall. A few of them were still tired and sleepy to move around. “This is our land. It has always been our land time immemorial,” shouted a thick book. “Yesss,” shouted back thousands of other books in unison, and their words echoed through the library.  “Yes, it has been our land since the very first day we came here. CDs only arrived recently. But that doesn’t make us superior to them,” retaliated another thick book. “No. You don’t speak like a book. Maybe you were born to a CD. This is our land and ours only. Libraries are meant to be for books. There are video libraries for CDs. Let them be there. We have no problem with that. When they try to make this their place, we can’t allow that. We can’t just sit there and watch this happen,” passionately spoke a worn and thin book. “No. He was not born to a CD. He gave birth to a CD. His son is popular among audiobooks. We have no problem with his lo

            “Man! Are you serious? Building a Hindu temple in America is not a joke. How are you planning on doing it?” “I don’t think so. I would say it’s easier than doing it in India. A lot of people have already done it before, and I have spoken to some of them and understood the nitigrities.” “Still, I don’t think it’s as easy as you want to believe. Which God are you planning to build this temple to?” “I’m going to build this for my family deity. Lord Murugan.” “That makes it all the more difficult. Unlike Lord Shiva or Vishnu, Murugan is not popular in the Desi community here. Only Tamils will join you in this effort. And how is Lord Murugan your family deity? Technically speaking, that’s not possible.” “And why not?” “Because it’s just not possible.I know for sure Lord Murugan can’t be your family deity. Either you lied to me about your past, or you are lying to me now about your family deity.” “No way. My grandfather’s name is Velusamy, and my brother’s name is Velmurugan. Eve