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Theyyam in Kozhikode

the night wrote darks from histories of caste, blood and unwanted differences as if an Afrcan stood there with all the time of human He awaits, to show a folk story,  to show a God he believes, and the whole community  believed his God   he believed, he performed a Goddess, living troubles need a last consultation from his her Carrying a bamboo pole of nearly 40 feet tall with kgs of leaves, with fire, wood even more,  he danced, he sure he is close to his God,  he sure is God is what the spectator want to believe
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 The night of a morning fades in to scraping of fallen leaves on the road, lamp post gets fed-up, leaves those are basking upon orange yellow shades wait for the Sun now. Ladies wake up, cleans their front porches and design many eye soothing designs, some are drawn with plain Chalk dust, some are their coloured ones. Kollam and Rangolis. A few men delivers newspapers and milk packets, a few re-start  last nights quarrels.  Yoga or Silambam practices are someone elses day start. Night cuddles into day and sleep.

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