Surviving the Abyss: A Submarine’s Last Hope & Thirukkural A Day’s (Chap2-9) Timeless Wisdom

Trapped in a sinking submarine, Rajamani and the crew face dwindling oxygen, rising water, and a desperate fight for survival. As chaos unfolds, an ancient Tamil Kural reminds them of a profound truth—just as rain sustains life, resilience and generosity keep humanity afloat in hard times. Blending action, philosophy, and storytelling, this gripping tale explores how ancient wisdom can guide us through modern crises. Will Rajamani’s last-ditch effort save them? Watch now for an unforgettable journey of courage, sacrifice, and hope! #Thirukkural #Storytelling #AncientWisdom

The script:

தானம் தவம்இரண்டும் தங்கா வியன்உலகம் வானம் வழங்கா தெனின்

If rain fall not, penance and alms-deeds will not dwell within this spacious world.

• Have you ever noticed how generosity decreases when resources become scarce?
• How do you think modern society should prepare for difficult times, so we don’t lose our compassion?

Rajamani descended into the depths of a submarine to install his magic oven, only to find himself face-to-face with his old friend and chef, Mali. However, as he attempted to test the oven, the submarine’s descent proved too drastic, triggering an unexpected power loss that sent alarms blaring throughout the vessel. The crew frantically scrambled to repair the damage, but a burst pipeline released a deluge of water into the sub’s interior, threatening to engulf them all. As the situation spiralled out of control, Captain Caspian sprang into action, together with Rajamani, to rescue his comatose friend, Mali, by heaving him to safety just as the water level was rising. But despite their efforts, Mali soon slumped unconscious once more, leaving Rajamani and the captain to worry over his fate. Rajamani has a brainwave in the middle of the crisis, but his solution didn’t last for long. The crew waited for the inevitable.

“He’s not even a crew member, why should he get the oxygen tank? Pudding should get it, " yelled one of the crew members. Others joined it amidst all the coughing, grunting and moaning.

Captain Caspian McCoy stood tall amidst all the chaos.

“This crew is one of the finest with sailors from all over the world. You have to be protected at all costs. Your lives are more important to me than anyone else in the world. Given the choice between my family and you guys, I choose you…”

Everyone listened to him in rapt silence.

“But, what is the motto of our boat?”

“Nemo Peribit. None will perish.”

Rajamani leaned against the wall, haunted by the thought of never seeing Lata, his 8-year old daughter, and Sahasranamam, his baker dad, again. Suddenly, a memory surfaced.

“Excuse me, Skipper. I might have a way.”

He pulled out a paper from his pocket.

“Here, look at the schematic of the oven.”

“A backup power source in the oven?”

“Do you think it will power the entire submarine?”

“No not the entire submarine, only the vital pumps which can pull us up to the surface.”

“If we reroute it, we might restart the systems,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence.

“XO, do you think it will work?”

“I am not sure how much power is stored in this thing now.”

“I got it fully charged and…”

“And..?”

“That caused the power surge in your electrical systems. This is a different system than what I was asked to install, Captain.”

“Well, what are you waiting for? Get cracking already,”

The crew sprang into action, their movements urgent. Rajamani worked feverishly, his hands trembling as he accessed the oven’s power source. Sparks flew, and the lights flickered, but the systems failed to fully restart. Tensions rose as the air grew thinner. “This isn’t working!” someone shouted.

Rajamani’s mind raced. He recalled the ancient Tamil kural: “If rain falls not, penance and alms-deeds will not dwell within this spacious world.” Just as rain sustains life, their survival hinged on this one chance. Then, he thought of One Piece—the Straw Hat crew’s relentless fight to save the Going Merry as it crumbled in Enies Lobby. Their refusal to give up inspired him.

With renewed determination, he adjusted the connections. The crew watched in tense silence as the systems roared back to life. Lights brightened, and the ballast pumps came to life. They were moving upwards. Cheers erupted, relief washing over them.

Rajamani slumped against the wall, exhausted. They had faced the abyss and emerged victorious.

தானம் தவம்இரண்டும் தங்கா வியன்உலகம் வானம் வழங்கா தெனின்

If rain fall not, penance and alms-deeds will not dwell within this spacious world.