வந்தியத்தேவனுடைய உள்ளம் அதிவேகமாக அங்குமிங்கும் பாய்ந்தது. தஞ்சையில் பாரிச வாயு பீடித்து படுத்த படுக்கையாயிருக்கும் சுந்தர சோழரும், நாகைப்பட்டினத்தில் நாட்டுக்கு சுரம் வந்து கிடக்கும் பொன்னியின் செல்வரும், கடம்பூர் மாளிகையில் நந்தினியை சந்திக்கப் போகும் ஆதித்த கரிகாலரும், இராஜ்யத்துக்கு ஆசைப்பட்டு மக்களின் கோபத்துக்கு பாத்திரமாகியிருக்கும் மதுராந்தகரும், கையில் கொலைவாளை வைத்துக்கொண்டு கொஞ்சும் நந்தினியும் அவனுடைய உள்ளத்தில் வரிசையாக பவனி வந்தார்கள்.
These lines are all it takes to stand as the answer to the very insidious game that is unfolding in the Chozha Kingdom, of how deep everyone had gotten in while the spiderweb continued to weave like a dangerous labyrinth, secrets spilling through every step we take with the words that Kalki pens!
Picked up the third book in the Ponniyin Selvan series, Kolai Vaal or the sword for slaughter after wrapping up my re-reads of the first two, and boy did I miss the brilliance of Kalki's writing - the poetic descriptions, the beautiful romances, the men written just for the female gaze, those inevitable butterflies, deception that hids at the hardest points, and finally, the core of the novel, the political game of chess that Nandini plays, Kundavai fighting back, and Anbil Aniruddha Piramayar staying steps ahead in their dangerous game to prevent the kingdom from toppling down.
The novel starts where Suzhal Kaatru ended with a small difference and a very brilliant insight into what makes Nandini a true femme fatale. No, it's not just her intoxicating beauty that draws parallels to Mohini from Hindu mythology, but rather her wit, wisdom, and most importantly, her spirit as a true psychological predator, a very chilling villain who dons the hat of a very simple woman that people are simply drawn to, unconsciously manipulating them into carrying out her commands. But the tragic thing about this whole thing lies in the plain fact of how she really isn't a villain, but rather a victim of circumstances, and from her perspective, she transforms into this human who is fighting to restore her dignity and respect that she lost at the hands of those same Chozha women. And this dynamic gets very terrifying for the readers with a prolonged interaction with Anbil Anirudha Piramayar, the Chozha kingdom's chief minister, Chanakya like figure, and Sundara Chozha's best friend and trusted advisor because he has been playing this game longer than Nandini ever has been. And that scared me while more skeletons about the kingdom filled, and looking at it, all the while investigating all the new mysteries that had opened up about Nandini's misery, her confession to Vandiyathevan, her transformation into this very insidious persona in the abathuthavigal meeting with the heir apparent of the Pandya kingdom, and Madurantagan taking out some secrets that Anirudhar thought were personal to his very own mind, ones that would die with him, I realize this transformed no longer into a web of political conflict, but rather a chain of chaos that unfolded with everyone doing what they thought was their dharma, acting on that conviction.
And I mean it, that man is terrifying! He is steps ahead of Kundavai, and this is when you realize that Aazhwarkadiyan is his eyes and ears all along - and he has people across the country to feed him the information he needs, and my respect for him increased manifold, for this makes him a brilliant strategist, telling us all how he survived this long amidst all the bloodshed and confusion unfolding in the kingdom. It was so heartwarming to see the respect between Vanthiyathevan and Aazhwarkadiyan grow as two spies, and Vandiyathevan admiring the tactics Thirumalai uses to extract information without calling attention to what he wants to extract - acting like a goofy fool going on and on about Vaishnavite supremacy, unlike him who acts and then thinks, like his master Karikalan who has a very bad case of "Varattu Pidivatham" xD.
Oh, and I soo loved seeing Poonguzhali as the witty, calculating, aspiring, yet determined princess of the sea, who, in every way is the perfect match to Arulmozhi's heart that keeps seeking dangers, sigh! And Vaanathi's transformation to fight for the man she loved in her heart while Vandiyathevan fighting to establish that love crosses everything - that blood shouldn't matter in love, or like Kundavai would say, "manadirku taal ethu (where is the lock for the heart)" was soo endearing! And Kundavai's confession to our Vanar Kulathu Vaaliban takes the cake for me hehe - their confession left me a lot of butterflies, and yep, I'm not marrying until I get that confession (Why do fictional men and women set the standards soo high?)
And when I say this, Senthan Amuthan deserves all my love - cause he's the biggest green flag of them all! His beautiful understanding of how relationships work is all everyone looks for in a partner - that if you love someone, even if they don't reciprocate your love, you will continue to adopt the heart of "engirunthaalum vaazhga" (wishing you well wherever you are) was just >>>.
So yeah, with bits of history, a hell lot of betrayals, secretive yet brilliant spies, Vandiyathevan's very smart wit and bravery that imprisoned him in the heart of the apple of Pazhaiyaarai, defeating the mind of the very valiant Arulmozhi to become his best man, hopeless, yet determined romantics, political players who know what it takes to be in power and pursue everyone as just another pawn in their calculating game, femme fatale, and a whole lot of new mysteries and many other questions lingering in my heart, I closed the third book in this very enthralling series and boy, it kept me on my toes just like the other two (and yep baby, I'm back to shutting down my school stuff for this xD). Now, I'm on my way to prepare my very enthusiastic and dangerously pondering heart to seek answers to all the questions that are keeping me awake at night with Book 4: Manimagudam (The Crown)
And honestly, to all the readers who pursued this aggressively when it was serialized, how did you guys do it 😭😭? Maintaining your sanity for a whole week before the next week came out with all those unanswered questions?? I totally admire you all! The imagery Kalki weaves makes the chaos so real, and the power in his pen is just unparalleled.