Bharatha people
Bharatha People also Bharatakula are a Sri Lankan caste of Paravar immigrants from Tamil Nadu in India.
Origins
In India they were traditional fishers' merchants and traders. Most are Roman Catholics although a significant minority practice Hinduism.
Paravar are to be found all over Sri Lanka. Amongst Sri Lankan Tamils Paravar are still a fishing and trading caste although commonly confused with the Karaiyar. The Bharatas or Bharatakula identity is maintained by a relatively prosperous merchant group from India that settled amongst the Sinhalese in the Negombo area.
Claims of North Indian origins
Already in India, keeping with the tradition of Sanskritisation they had their name as Bharatas a Vedic tribe of Indian mythology from North India. In Sri Lanka they have maintained this caste myth and claim North Indian Kshatriya varna or caste origins. It is also noteworthy that the Bharatas in the Rig Veda were a clan among the Indo-Aryan Pauravas who fought away Iranian invaders.
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Old man sat me on his knee
He told me if I had a dream
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Now I know that it's him
He said
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He said
Whoa, watch out boy
Don't go messin' with your life 'cause it ain't no toy
Lord help ya to carry life's load
Don't you let it pass you by down on Dead Man's Road
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When I was young
Old man sat me on his knee
He told me if I had a dream
I could be what I wanna be
Now life goes on
A voice echoes in the wind
It's telling me to carry on
Now I know that it's him
He said
Whoa, watch out boy
Don't go messin' with your life 'cause it ain't no toy
Lord help ya to carry life's load
Don't you let it pass you by down on Dead Man's Road
Whoa, watch out boy
Don't go messin' with your life 'cause it ain't no toy
Lord help ya to carry life's load
Don't you let it pass you by down on Dead Man's Road
Whoa, watch out boy
Don't go messin' with your life 'cause it ain't no toy
Lord help ya to carry life's load
Don't you let it pass you by down on Dead Man's Road