A parcel of land , five centuries old , of culture , ethnics , cuisines , bravery , now a mere population of 1, 60, 000 , world wide .

Take me to your Ainmane , let’s sit and talk . Ainmane , oh my dear , a huge mansion , a colonial mansion , built long – long ago .

Generations and generations , served in the army , fought in many battles ,, list out the sepoys , generals, field marshals, lost their lives , few still alive , it’s like holding a candle light to the sun .

Take me around your huge coffee estate , and why not to a ceremonial marriage , attired in Kupya and the distinctive style of wearing Sari , the traditional dress ., by the couple and their relations and invites .

Show me Mand , physical contests and sports , ancient martial arts , now into sports and events , held worldwide , by winning championships.

Show me , Naad namme , Kanni Kombare , weapons deposited at and taken out and kept in Nallakki Nadubade , and Poli Poli Deva , prayers to gods for granting bountious harvests .

Can go on and on , i fold my palms in reverence , to Talakaveri , source of Kaveri , Bhagamandala ., the perennial sacred river ,
on which our lives live .

Me , a non Kodava , amongst all of you , gave me a place in your hearts , that day , what else can i ask for , yes , ANNAYA give me a PICHANGATTI ., to treasure .

A DAY THAT LASTED FOR A LIFE TIME
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