Let me just tell you how I wrote this 'Poiman Karadu' story. On the way I saw a place called 'Poiman Karadu' when I went to the appreciation ceremony held at Namakkal for the great poet Sriramalingampillai. I also saw the magician who appeared in the cave of that forest. That magic came from the mountain cave and penetrated into my mind cave. Was very disturbing. No matter how many good words I said it refused to leave my mind. In the dream and in the consciousness, in unexpected places and in unexpected times, the lieutenant caught my attention and took my life. One day I was furious and said, 'Oh, liar! Are you leaving my mind or not? If you don't go, I'll write a story about you and make you laugh! ' I said. That 's it. I finally finished writing a story. The characters are mostly from Salem district. Characters I used to see during my stay at the Gandhi Ashram in Tiruchengode. If it appears to the reader that some of the characters are rude and that the story is rough in some places, I would like to inform you that it is not my fault, except for the defect of the place where the story took place. Lies are sometimes encountered in the life of each of us. By that time they seem real.