| Trivandrum is a little city in the south
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| | the ruling classes. A philosopher as well
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| of India. It faces the sea and, though
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| | as a warrior, he grew into a wonderful
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| sweltering during the day, is cooled in
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| | young man who spent much of his time
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| the evening by the gentle on-shore breezes
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| | helping the poor people of his land. Then
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| that circle the tip of the sub-continent.
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| | one day, an evil half-brother who coveted
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| It was years since I had visited that
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| | the throne assassinated his father. The
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| small city with Pandayji, but I vividly
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| | young prince was captured and held
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| recall the spontaneous, gregarious nature
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| | prisoner in the dungeon by the new king.
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| of its population. There were fishermen
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| | He subsequently escaped with the help of
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| and farmers, soldiers and sailors;
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| | some loyal warriors,crossing the Vindya
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| merchants hawking their wares, strangely
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| | hills to set up camp in a remote refuge.
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| dressed figures riding horses, shouting at
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| | As time went by, he began helping others
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| the top of their voices. Yes, Trivandrum
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| | who had been wronged by those wielding
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| was a time warp from another place and
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| | power. He took from the rich and gave to
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| time. Effortlessly with adaptability and
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| | the poor. He and his band of rebels
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| grace, it spanned the centuries from long
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| | championed the cause of the underdog. In
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| before the British Raj to this very day.
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| | many ways, he was the RobinHood of the
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| Walk down any street in Trivandrum and
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| | territory. Many years passed, but he never
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| you'll quickly find that you're in a time
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| | returned as a prince to the kingdom of his
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| machine, jockeying among many eons. Lovely
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| | father, preferring to spend the rest of
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| little restaurants and shops are
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| | his life fighting evil and injustice. No
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| haphazardly quilted along narrow alleys.
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| | one seemed to remember his real name and,
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| While nearby in a tavern, rowdy rebels
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| | in time, he came to be known as the Terror
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| direct from the journals of Kipling or
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| | of Trivandrum. Some say that he never died
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| Clive sit quaffing the king's grog. Listen
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| | and is hundreds of years old. Others say
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| carefully and you may hear them whisper
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| | the gods rewarded him with immortality
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| the name that strikes fear in the hearts
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| | because of his good deeds. Still others
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| of those who delight in injustice, those
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| | claim it is his great grandson who has
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| who prey on the less fortunate. I remember
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| | continued the tradition of a modern day
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| Pandayji in a hushed voice mentioning the
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| | Zorro. Whatever the case may be, the
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| legend of the Terror of Trivandrum.
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| | legend of the Terror of Trivandrum
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| Centuries ago the story goes, he was born
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| | continues in that ancient city and has
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| a prince and was raised in the luxury of
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| | traveled far beyond its borders.
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