At the end of the month of Epiphany, the twilight sun, which had to show its colors, was imprisoned in the rain clouds; So, the shadow is the only remnant of light, to the earth.  Standing on the north bank of the river Valavanar, he stumbled to the north looking Maruthan.  Fields stretched out as green mosaic as far as the eye could see.  Island-like settlement in the dark green.  Among the trees, the young crop, which had begun to catch 'green' ten days a week after planting all over the field, was in light green.  Now or slightly submerged in water. 

 In danger, during the four days of torrential downpours all the canals overflowed and waved 'Keth Keth' without recognizing which field and which field, without knowing the way to run.  For the tenth time in a row, the radio gave a warning early in the morning.  'One of the lowest barometric zones in the Bay of Bengal.  It is centered about five hundred kilometers southeast of Nagapattinam.  It is likely to strengthen further and move west-northwest.  

The result was S G including Nagapattinam and Gudalur for the next forty-eight hours Heavy or very heavy rain is expected along the coast.  This is regular news for the people of Tanjore and Nagai districts during the months of Aippasi and Karthika.  But ... the shopkeepers of Cauvery forgot the 'Kuruvai' and left the seedling saying that there would be no water for 'samba' and sighed every day until it was over. 

 One-week-old baby crops planted with too much manure to withstand the escape 'are now all over the field.  The crop is now thriving because of the 'immense love' of the same rain that planted with the help of any rain.  One day drowning is enough.  Will rot throughout.  Newly transplanted again ... just a new crop.  Who can do that ...?  This is why there are rumors that it was bought there and snatched here.  Again ... barren.  The word is the lottery.  What else to do?  A thousand ideas for a doctor on what to do.

Walked along the shore.  He reached for the drain to drain the excess water.  Not only the 'bottom bubble' of the religion, but also the barbaric invasion of the Neyveli jungle by the Kadai Mandik, as if blocked by a wall all over the three-mile-long stream that runs around the town.  Maruthan is happy that the whole village has found a way to escape without drowning the crops.  All you have to do is pull out these ghost plants and throw them away.  Excess water will drain completely in a single day.  "Okay, is it easy to uproot such a long knee-high plant?" The water will not drain out of the plant ... "Mari looked back at him. 

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