Thanigaivelan

“This was not the last time she remembered those nightmarish times when he went to hunt the devil. It is an animal of evil, a demon in animal form, and a scavenger from hell. No one had ever walked out alive on the crutches of death. My father was the only one to be spared alive to this day. I don’t know; maybe it's luck or he is a skilled hunter. I believe in the latter. I have heard stories of my father killing wolverines, moose, wolves, Kamchatka, and polar bears. The skins and heads of these animals are hanging as trophies in my house. It was only once that my father took me hunting polar bears along with Barbos.”
― - Oren Tamira aka Thanigaivelan, Whispers of an Amur Devil

“Look, in the course of time, these Parayans will ask for our girls in marriage. Hope you know. I have seen many Pariahs twirling their mustache and licking the leftovers from their teeth to eat. Eleyee! They are not as terrific as the Pallan, in my in-laws village. They will brawl acchee Poochu! ‘The Pallans there are very ruthless. I brought some Pallans from Ramanathapuram district and I know what they are really capable of. You know these Pariahs there were joining communist parties and doing all scheming jobs to intimidate us. You know what happened? They cannot even own 1/3rd of their Kuli (wage). But these Bloody bums! Have now started asking questions and resisting us since they think they are educated. What's their problem now? We are only asking them to follow their ancestral tradition and the jobs they performed for generations; like how they would for other communities,” twirling his mustache, Meesaikarar threateningly called, “Hey Ponna !”
― Oren Tamira, counter-strike: An anthology of dalit short stories

“How is it possible? Beating one's breast, weeping all day at the funeral; we will not have enough energy to work in the field at night ayya?” said Maruthamaval. “That’s right! After a day’s work isn’t it hard for you people to go to a movie theatre at night! Whom are you trying to cheat?”
― Oren Tamira, counter-strike: An anthology of dalit short stories

“This pandemic has inherited an habit in us of leaving behind a digital dust of who were are; what we are; how we are...to get snooped, pried and loathed upon.
Just locking up phones for privacy and opening up feeling and emotions is like watching a pole dance in public - Oren Tamira”
― - Oren Tamira, Counter-Strike: An Anthology of Dalit Short Stories