Remembering Pannyannur Chandrettan; victim of Marxist murder politics

Chandrettan as he was fondly known was the son of Kandoth Govindan, a rustic farmer from Pannyannur. For someone whom the terrafirma was mother and celestial nurturer, who paved his way for his role in the nationalistic sphere, Chandrettan’s tryst with Sangh began as he first strode the mighty steps of his alma mater Paanoor High School, just the same time he sought the divine light of knowledge. It paved the way for greater work in Sangh, with his active involvement in organising nationaists. And later when he realized that a full time job at Chokli Serve Cooperative Bank stood hindrance to Sangh activities, this braveheart took the firm resolve to relinquish the same and plunge wholly into nationalistic arena, thereby ensuring complete justice to his ‘Karma Kaandam’.

Chandrettan had firmly resolved to illuminate the darkened, dismal alleys of his state thus rendered by the pall of obscurity cast by Stalinist ruddiness and feudal politics, by marching in gallant nationalistic strides, holding the illuminated saffron flag. And as he strode fearlessly, there echoed the passionate zealous melody of nationalism in every lane and alley he paced. And narrating those ever inspiring instance of selfless service and sacrifice, he garnered Sevaks into the noble path.

Those villages he had not extended his hands of service or the homes he had not visited were only a handful – familiar to every tormented soul, Chandrettan was their last beacon of hope, an entity of refuge and solace. He was one of those extraordinary personalities who bared his chest fearlessly, without cowing down a bit in the face of a spate of murders unleashed by Marxist feudalism, leading Sangh parivar forward.

And thus, on a bleak Saturday in 1996, 25 May to be precise, as he stood treacherously surrounded by those cowardly Marxist-Stalinist marauders in their party village in Pannyannur, he chose martyrdom even as he single-handedly took on the goons of Red Brigade.

We bow our heads in deference to the brave warrior who stood with his head held high, even with greater majesty than the Himalayas, valourously, with poise and composure.

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