A story tells that two friendswere walkingthrough the desertDuring some point of theJourney they had anArgument, and one friendSlapped the other oneIn the face.The one who got slappedwas hurt, but withoutsaying anything,wrote in the sand:TODAY MY BEST FRIENDSLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.They kept on walkinguntil they found an oasis,where they decidedto take a bath.The one who had beenslapped got stuck in themire and started drowning,but the friend saved him.After he recovered fromthe near drowning,he wrote on a stone:TODAY MY BEST FRIENDSAVED MY LIFE.The friend who had slappedand saved his best friendasked him, 'After I hurt you,you wrote in the sand and now,you write on a stone, why?'The other friend replied'When someone hurts uswe should write it downin sand where winds offorgiveness can erase it away.But, when someone doessomething good for us,we must engrave it in stonewhere no windcan ever erase it.'LEARN TO WRITEYOUR HURTS INTHE SAND AND TOCARVE YOURBENEFITS IN STONE!!!They say it takes aminute to find a specialperson, an hour toappreciate them, a dayto love them, but thenan entire lifeto forget them.Send this phrase tothe people you'll neverforget. If you don'tsend it to anyone,it means you're in ahurry and that you'veforgotten your friends.Take the time to live!Do not value the THINGSyou have in your life. But valueWHO you have in your life!Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while ,you might miss it.Have a Nice Day ...
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
I was remembering how my parents were doing things to inspire me, particularly my mother. My father was always busy with his work and our interaction with him were very limited, except on the subjects which my mother may not be having expertise.
As I narrated earlier, whenever I was feeling like writing, my mother was not giving me any gifts. Giving gifts were not known on those days. The best gift on those days from my mother was her encouragement to, what I used to do, and appreciate my writings. Whether it is a letter written to my faraway cousin, or a story written in note book papers, she used to read it first and tell everybody "Hari has written a nice letter, Hari has written a nice story" etc to all those people she met.
When I started a handwritten magazine, in our village, she never discouraged me by saying,"doing everything, except studying" etc. On the other hand she used to sit with me, when I work on its design, plan page set ups, drawing the wrapper etc., and used to suggest me the changes if any to present it in the best way possible.
I rarely found any mother , like her, even in this modern age, who encourages a child in its extra curricular activities. Whether it is singing, staging dramas, or circulating the hand written magazines. She never discouraged me, and she never said even once, " You are not reading properly: but doing all these sort of things"
It does not mean that I was excellent academically. I was always an average student in my studies and even failed once in my S.S. L.C examination. But she understood, that I always had interest in the extra curricular activities, and always used to appreciate such activities. Even for my failure in Board examination, she told the typhoid fever I had before six months of the examination, was the cause for the failure.
Once I wrote a reception speech to one of the Congress leaders who visited our village. On those days, it used to be very important to read a reception speech written, print it, frame it and then hand it over to the chief guest. When this gentlemen came to our village, a meeting was organised to felicitate him for winning an election as District Board Chairman. I wrote a reception speech in chaste Tamil with Red and Blue ink and pasted in a cardboard and then read it in the meeting. I was only eleven or twelve years of age at that time. I neither remember the incident nor remember what I wrote. But nearly after 50 years, I was surprised, when a friend of mine, came home after a long time, and started discussing our activities in the village on those days, my mother was quoting certain titles I gave to every paragraph of that speech to him.
I felt, somebody remembering and quoting what I wrote fifty years back, that too an insignificant affair in our life, was the best gift for my talents at that time. Only a mother can do that and my mother was very special in this connection.
Even though, she could not extend the same encouragement to me, when I started a magazine at the age of twenties, at Hyderabad, due to various reasons, such as our economic background, our commitment to the family welfare etc., she never failed to read them and I I used to see a light of glow in her face when she read the articles in that magazine. When I wrote an excellent article, about a girl who won the elocution competition, my mother was telling everybody, the flow of language cannot be so nice, unless there is 100% involvement not only on the subject but also with the girl(!)
This experience, perhaps, might have motivated me to similar attitude towards my son. When he was born, I was an officer in the Bank and my wife was also an officer in the Bank. I never induced my son to succeed in any field and never offered any bait for that. I used to purchase gifts ( mostly books) for him without any demand from him, and used to present them to him without any condition. There are certain gifts, which was beyond our capacity on those days, and I never used to tell the cost of the gifts to my wife, or used to tell her only 50% of its cost. But, our son was excellent in all his activities, and was brilliant academically. Even though he studied in one of the best school in Madras, we never spent any money for his education until his Masters in computer Science at USA ( Amherst).
I am writing this so that the parents in the middle age need not induce there kids to achieve certain things offering certain baits. On the other hand give them the gifts, they need at every given opportunity, and they will automatically respond to your expectations. Do not give gifts, which can spoil them and divert them from their goals.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...)
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
THE COFFEE STORY - DON'T MOST OF US DO THE SAME THING?
Something true which we do not realise.
"The happiest people in the world are not those who have no
problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than
* A group of graduates, highly established in their careers, got
together to visit their old university professor.
* Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and
* Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and
returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups
plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some
exquisite- telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
* When all the students had a cup of coffee, the professor said: "If
you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up,
leaving behind the simple and cheap ones.
* While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves,
that is the source of your problems and stress.
* Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee.
* In most cases, it is just more expensive and in some cases even
hides what we drink.
* What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you
consciously went for the best cups... Then you began eyeing each
* Now consider this:
- Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society
are the cups.
- They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of
cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.
- Sometimes, by concentrating on the cup, we fail to enjoy the
coffee God has provided us. Enjoy your coffee!."
* The happiest people don't have the best of everything.
* They just make the best of everything."
1. Live simply.
2. Love generously.
3. Care deeply.
4. Speak kindly.
5. Leave the rest to God.
You are the miracle, my friend;
Your life either shines a light OR casts a shadow!
Shine a light & Enjoy the Coffee !!!
Monday, May 19, 2008
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- http://www.mediafire.com/?zo2und8yx2z Chandhanamum Javvadhum - K. J. Yesudoss
- http://www.mediafire.com/?mdegtn1xn1d Nagumomu - T. M. Krishnaa
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- http://www.mediafire.com/?w6b3ezzn1q4 Nagumomu - Balamuralikrishna
- http://www.mediafire.com/?wxnw1wmoovt Nagumomu - Maharajapuram Santhanam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?smvoxzpnsym Nagumomu - M. S. Subbalakshmi
- http://www.mediafire.com/?dwmbgxyy12x Nagumomu - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?otc2dv3ymv3 Piththan endraalum - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?umy0tw4j3vy Veenaberi - M. S. Subbalakshmi
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tlengnujsm3 Vellai Thaamarai
- http://www.mediafire.com/?wpob2ynt1ld Bhajare - P. Unnikrishnan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?swqy1kcvoyn Bhajare - T. M. Krishnaa
- http://www.mediafire.com/?an2runighwz Nagumomu - S. Janaki
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tjkzjdmctym Nagumomu - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?qa3dmueuhaaNagumomu ( Aalapana) - Madurai Somu
- http://www.mediafire.com/?sie7pvno7woNagumomu ( Violin ) - Lalgudi G. Jayaraman
- http://www.mediafire.com/?4iguzgkuqfeNagumomu - Madurai Somasundaram
- http://www.mediafire.com/?lfszdd04mo4 Kannan Madhura- Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?yigp2ntezjv Maname kanamum - Aruna Sairam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?rdz4xj8zlg0 Vellai thaamarai - P. Unnikrishnan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?fhdiygjxjej Palukathe - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tmxgfkt9zdg Vellai thaamarai - Rajkumar Bharathi
- http://www.mediafire.com/?ade5znwi9dz Kandhan Karunai - P. Unnikrishnan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?nxzzmkwtnmw Maname Kanamum - P. Unnikrishnan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?zz1z1r5n2h9 Maname kanamum - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?xysqiwhyts2 Amruthaavum - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?njqn9mzfi0w Yeppadi Paadinaro - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tgiuumjxzfz Kuyile - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?xxtx2nyzhn1 Paahim madhana - S. P. Ramh
- http://www.mediafire.com/?wv1bz4ez3sy Nandha thanaya - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?in0d1jfnvwe Raama Naama - Priya Sisters
- http://www.mediafire.com/?94drixzmm9y Vellai thaamari - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tidtryntejz Vellai thaamarai - Maharajapuram Santhanam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?zgxzegd2ddb Maname kanamum - Sudha Raghunathan
- http://www.mediafire.com/?mmd3dxgynxr Yentha chaluvake - Sankaran Namboodhri
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tvzy425n2mz Vellai thaamarai - Radha Jayalakshmi
- http://www.mediafire.com/?mn02jbttuf1 Vellai thaamarai - Sowmya
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tyd1xkxq4tb Kaayaarohanam - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?qhu29nve0yf Panchashatpeeta - Maharajapuram Santhanam
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- http://www.mediafire.com/?nmincv9yr20 Panchashatpeeta - Radha Jayalakshmi
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- http://www.mediafire.com/?mzdwbyyndmj Kaana aayiram kann - Nithyashree
- http://www.mediafire.com/?dgx5mzddyyn Kaayaaroganesam - Maharajapuram Santhanam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?lnxnwvex2by Bhajare - Maharajapuram Santhanam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?maqp3t24yel Yeppadi paadinaro - Ranjani Gaayathri
- http://www.mediafire.com/?zuxgty2hxda Yeppadi paadinaro - Maharajapuram Santhanam
- http://www.mediafire.com/?tegm4u9n0cm Yeppadi paadinaro - P. Unnikrishnan
I have given the transiliation and translation as best as I can. But this is certainly not to hurt our children who are far away. Just enjoy the poetic expression
அடே ....அசட்டு தசரதா , ( Ade ..asattu dhasarathaa) Oh idiotic dhasaratha
உன் அருமை ராமனை (Un arumai raamanai) Just because you are separated for just 14 years
பதினாலு வருடம் பிரிந்ததற்கே( Padhinaalu varudam Pirindhdharke)from your beloved Raaman
அவசரப்பட்டு உயிரை விட்டாயே(avasarappattu uyirai vittaaye)You gave your life in a hurry.
நாங்கலெள்ளாம்( Naangalellaam )We are
நவீன தசரதர்கள்!( Naveena dhasaradhargal) Modern dasarathaas
நடுத்தர வர்க்கத்திலேயே( Naduththara varggaththileye)In middle class life
நாளும் நீச்சல் போட்டு( Naalum Neechchal pottu)We suffered every day
நெஞ்சு நிறைய ஆசையுடன்( Nenju niriaya aasaiyudan)With lot of expectations
வங்கியில் கடனுடன் - எஙகள் (Vangiyil kadanudan)with loans from banks
கண்மணிகளின கல்வியை( kanmanigalin kalviyai)after completing
கச்சிதமாய் முடித்துவிட்டு( kachchidhamaai mudiththuvittu) our dear's education,ு
"அக்கடா " என நிமிர்ந்தால்( akkadaa ena nimirndhaal)when we rest at home
கம்ப்யூட்டர் படித்த எஙகள( computer padiththa)our dear raamans
கண்மணி ராமன்கள்( kanamani raamangal)who completed computer courses
கை நிறைய காசுடன( Kai niraiya kaasudan)have becaome
அமரிக்க வாழ்விற்கு( america Vaazhvirku)slaves to american life.
அடிமையாகி விட்டார்கள்!( adimaiyaagi vittargal)
இரு வருட இடைவெளியில - ஏதோ( Iru varuda idaiveliyil - Yedho) In between two years
எட்டி பார்க்கும் மகனை - அவனது(etti paarkum maganai)they just come for a week or two, but we are
அரைக்கால் ட்ராயரிலும( araikkaal drawyerilum)not able to recognise our children
அமெரிக்கப்பேச்சிலும - எஙகளுக்கு( amerikka pachchilum)who are in shorts and different accents.
அடையாளம் கூடத் தெரிவதில்லை( adaiyaalam kooda therivadhillai)
பதினாலு வருட பிரிவிற்கே( Padhinaalu varuda pirivirke)You cried just for fourteen years separation
புத்திர சோகம் என்று ( puthtira sogam endru)and gave your life
புலம்பி தள்ளினாயே!( pulambi thallinaaye)stating that I cannot live without my son.
முதுமை முழுதும் தனிமையுடன்(Mudhumai muzhudhum thanimaiyudan)Had you seen us, who are living
முகம் தெரியா வியாதிகளுடன(mugam theriyaa viyaadhigaludan)our entire old age with unknown diseases
முட்களின மேல்(mutkalin mel)pushing the days as though sitting on thorns
நாட்களை நகர்த்தும(Naatakali Nagarththum) You would not not have given up your life!
எஙகளை கண்டிருந்தால்Yengalai kandirundhaal)
ஓரு வேளை நீயும்(Oru velai neeyum)
உயிரை விட்டிருக்க மாட்டாயோ் (Uyirai vittirukka maattaayo)
( This was published in Kalki some time back, and the author was Meenakshi Suryanaaraayanan)