Sivadasan Continues Defamation
Whenever life gives Sivadasan a free hour (and he seems to have plenty), he uses it to write long letters about me to people near and dear to me. Please don’t hold it against him; this is how he keeps himself occupied. I am putting this here not to attack an old man, but so that my friends and relatives understand the context and don’t take his senility too seriously.
This is a letter Sivadasan wrote to my father-in-law a few months ago.
This letter reached me earlier, but I saved the point-by-point rebuttal for after I had a few legal wins under my belt. But, the very fact that Sivadasan chose to approach my in-laws is telling: it shows a man who simply cannot let facts, fairness, or logic get in the way of the story his fantasies. For a man of his age, this is teenage behaviour is illness, not venom.
Sivadasan’s so-called “very brief one-time meeting” at my father-in-law’s house in Chennai was brief only if you measure time by how fast Sivadasan can eat. Sivadasan turned up with a mysterious “friend” (naturally, an unknown lady), settled in like a VIP, polished off breakfast, lunch, dinner, burped and left without so much as a thank-you.
This “brief meeting” has been his trademark for 50 years I’ve known him — be it at my home in Sterling, at my parents’ home in Thiruvananthapuram, and now at my in-laws’ home in Chennai.
On his last trip to India he camped in my parents’ house in Thiruvananthapuram for three full days, then complained to members of the community that my mother — who is bedridden from a stroke — “did not allow him” into their home. It is hard to script the shamelessness of this man.
Impressing in-laws with money is Sivadasan’s speciality. His “crores” started appearing only after 2023. My wedding was in 2003. So, back in 2003, I had to impress my in-laws the old-fashioned way — with academic achievements, merit, and professional qualifications; subjects that are completely alien to Sivadasan. He has always confused “credentials” with “dollars,” so please forgive him — he is simply operating in the only language he knows.
Sivadasan’s stories didn’t impress either the lower court or the High Court. The judges rolled their eyes, and chuckled “ok sir. Next case.” and went by the documents. I don’t blame Sivadasan for trying. Greed is a part of who he is. At 85, he is not going to change. HC Judgment here. Trust Deed copy here.
In Season 1 of Sivadasan’s drama, the budget of Alummoottil reconstruction was 2 crores. In his script, the figure keeps inflating at roughly a crore per month and is treated as if it will someday run into “thousands of crores.” Meanwhile, 15+ crores’ worth of valuables and antiques have vanished from Alummoottil since this serial started. People who knew Alummoottil before the renovation will notice what has quietly disappeared. I have raised these concerns formally; I have recorded complaints about both. Readers can draw their own conclusions about how much money was truly “spent” at Alummoottil, as opposed to “whisked” away from it.
“Emotional attachment is bullshit,” says Sivadasan. Money is money. That is Sivadasan’s American language. He himself boasts about how much money he has poured into his children over the years. Yet, not one of them wants to have anything to do with him or even talk to him today. For a man who worships money, it has been a very poor investment.
At worst, in Sivadasan’s fiction, I’m the one “brandishing weapons and guns” at family members. In real life, I’m still welcome everywhere, including Sivadasan’s children’s homes. Sivadasan, on the other hand, has two daughters-in-law (and two sons) who have permanently banned him from their homes. Their reasons are theirs to tell. For an old man, having two younger women feel safer with the door closed is tragic in itself; it says more than I ever could.
About the “job” at Sivadasan’s “friend’s” company. Sivadasan’s friend’s first paycheck to me was in October 2002. If, until then, this “friend” was being subsidized by Sivadasan to pay me a salary, that only proves how thick the fog was in Sivadasan’s head when it came to money and management. I can back my claim with 1040s and pay-stubs.
As regards staying at his home, I am unfortunately guilty. I moved in in May 2002 and moved out (actually ran for my life) in September 2002. That’s four months. When the fog clouds his mind, even this level of maths seems advanced to him. At this stage of life, we can only smile gently and excuse it.
Small correction: Sivadasan is referring to his second ex-wife, not his “wife” here. In fog, even ex-wives can be blurred, like math. Years later, this same aunt spent her birthday in our apartment with my wife and me, after being evicted from her home by her own ex-spouse. She told us she felt more like a servant than a family member in that marriage. I have emails she wrote, but I chose not to disclose them until absolutely necessary. Whatever the full story, it was clear she had been through a lot, and I sincerely hope life is kinder to her now.
Surely Sivadasan has a police report for this serious pre-meditated attack. No? Perhaps, it was lost in the fog?
For context: Arun B. Unni is one of Sivadasan’s dearest goondas. For Arun B Unni, Sivadasan is the lord and saviour. It’s a symbiotic relationship — like between a vulture and a buffalo. If it werent for the buffalo’s ticks and dung, the vulture would have long ago perished.
This is Arun’s wound certificate from Haripad Taluk Hospital dated 09 Aug 2024 at 11:50 AM after the “attack” by me. Arun’s recorded injury is a scratch on the wrist. Literally: a scratch on the wrist. The doctor somehow didnt see the “lacerations” and “swollen face” that Sivadasan describes — maybe the fog was too thick. But sitting in Ohio (USA), however, Sivadasan was able to detect the vulture’s injuries using divine X-ray imagination. This buffalo is a medical marvel - I failed to mention.
My return tickets were booked in July with a return booked to USA on 10 Aug 2024 (see here the ticket details). So which is logical? That I attacked Sivadasan’s goondas and “escaped” to the USA on 10 Aug? Or that Sivadasan arranged goondas knowing I’d be visiting Alummoottil on 9 Aug?
By the way, I did not visit Chennai on this trip to India. If Sivadasan wants to sell his story, the least he could do is get the basic facts right.
The criminal case he has engineered against me is already stayed by the High Court, and I am confident it will ultimately be dismissed. This is simply a record of how Sivadasan tried to criminally implicate me with false allegations, so that when the case boomerangs and collapses, he cannot rewrite history as a “misunderstanding.” Anyone who abuses the criminal justice system like this deserves no sympathy when the consequences arrive.
I’m accused of “fraudulently” using Sivadasan’s tharavad address? I’m Sivadasan’s brother’s son — if it’s his tharavad, it’s mine too. The courts literally explained this basic logic to Sivadasan. Both the High Court and the Munsiff Court have recognised it and asked Sivadasan to take a hike. So when he brays about this next time, remember — he’s arguing against his own genealogy, two courts, and basic logic. Please forgive him; it’s out of habit; not a statement of fact.
For once, I totally agree with Sivadasan. My father-in-law is an ‘honorable man’. Pity, that Sivadasan can use these two words only in second person ;)
