Fall of the Mantravadi

There used to be a great man, nay, a great saint, nay a great...well, since my vocabulary is limited, the enigma has stepped in, "he was a man of astral proportions, a silver lining, a conduit between the silver chord and the umbilical chord". Yes, that is the man. I am pretty sure you know who I am talking about.

The mantravadi used to be all these things, but now, he is just a somebody. A mere mortal. A man reduced to uttering tattuvams. "Yaaru yavadu irakke agalla". yes he said that. Astonishing. True, KK would have been proud of it. But is that a good thing? I would not wish it on my worst enemy.

And do you know the reasons for all this? The fall of the mantra? He crossed the ocean. Yes, a well read, astral soul such as mantravadi should have known better; those who do are doomed to fall. He has fallen too...fallen to the depths of being a mere mortal.

What is a man without his mojo? What is a mantravadi without the impression?