Attributed naturally to, but in reality less the verdict of Gods, it remains the act of constructing a firm and established “social order”; enforcing social codes, imposing social distances, maintaining “purity” and defining, indelibly, that most elemental of relationships — human encounter.
"How long can an untold story rest in deep slumber within the dormant seed: I am fearful of writing about humans, even more fearful about writing about Gods. I can write about demons perhaps. I am even used to a bit of the demonic life. I could make it an accompaniment here. Yes, let me write, then, about animals."
— Perumal Murugan in Poonachi: Or the Story of a Black Goat
Providence. For all that is required in guile, in mastery of the art that is secrecy and concealment, all finally falls on providence. Nowhere, it would appear, more so than in India — land of determined destinies. Vast: the more remote the region, vicinity, village, the greater the hold of that which remains inescapable — the predestined.
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