Amma

Ammaa……..,

They say, it is one year since, you passed away, and you are no more. Is that so? Can there be a mother no more at any time in part of a person’s life? Is that not your blood in my body? Just because, the time passes, can the blood also be changed? If not, you are in my blood. Then, how can you be not there as long as I live? If I test my genes, your genes will be there. Just because, you are not physically present in the shape you had all these years, can I say you are no more? I do not think it is justified statement in any form.

You gave all your energies to conceive me, bred me by taking certain things of not your likings, because, they are good for me and avoided certain things of your liking, because, they may not be good for me. You brought me out to the earth, with pain and blood, but, you never expressed that even once in your life. People claim that I have done this for you and that for you, but you never even murmured that, not only to anybody but even to yourself. You groomed me with milk from your body without even thinking that some thing from your body is being sucked by me. People may call me a sucker, even in a slightest pretext, but you never uttered even though I really sucked your blood. As long as even a .000000000000000001 percent of this milk is in my body, how can you be no more?

When ever I wake up, I remember my first opening of my eyes and the first face I have seen in my life. I read somewhere: I believe in love at first sight, because, if at all I loved somebody from my first sight, it is my mother. As long as I love a person, how can that person be no more?

Is that possible to say, that, you are no more, after living with you for sixty five years? If I say that, is that not most thankless? There are few months, and days I was separated from you, because of some of my activities in life and some of your commitments in your life. Did any body dare say then, that you were not with me? They only said that you are at so and so place and I was at so and so place. They never dare say that you are not with me. Then how is that they dare say this now?

They only see and think of your physical body, which was roaming around them. They could not understand your love, which has no death.

It is your love that shaped my life. It is your love that gave me education. It is your love that made me intelligent. It is your love that made me a man. It is your love that made me to love my wife. It is your love that made me to love my son. How do they say that you are not there? You not only taught me to love, but also taught me, to make people understand that I love them

Morning to night, in my every action, there is a contribution from you and yet they say you are no more.

As long as I love everybody on the earth, are you not there? You taught me to love every body, by yourself being a living example. They think that, because you are not their in flesh and blood, you are no more. They are fools. They cannot understand that you never lived in flesh and blood but you have always lived as an embodiment of love and that has no death at all.

Amma and Three generation

Anonymous Anandhi said...

I love my Patti a lot but somehow I did not go nuts expressing my grief when she passed away and that in some way bothered me. I feel that she is with me she has not really gone away. I am not able to share my everyday feelings with her now but I am able to remember and recollect all that I shared with her. She was such a strong personality who knew how to give advice without presenting it as an advice and she left it up to you to follow it or modify it. I love that aspect of her.

More later.

June 6, 2008 10:42 PM
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I wish I had that quality

June 7, 2008 12:17 PM
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Blogger Shashi said...

you should upload some beautiful songs on amma, a popular icon in the films.

January 13, 2010 5:27 AM
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Aahiri

Ahiri

Definition (ve.nkaTamakhin)

AhirI sA tu saMpUrNA

Sa grahA shrOtra ra~njanI

gitOkta mELa maRgENa

bANa yAmE pragIyatE

(ve.nkaTamakhin – caturdaNDi prakAshika – anubandham 20-10)

Ahiri is usualy considered a janyam of mElam 8, hanumathodi (but opinions differ, and it can be placed under 14, vakuLAbharaNam, 17 sUryakAntam, or 20 naTabhairavi – see remarks below).

ArOhanam: sa ri sa ga ma pa dha ni Sa (S R1 S G3 M1 P D1 N2 S)

AvarOhaNam: Sa ni dha pa ma ga ri sa (S N2 D1 P M1 G3 R1 S))

The svarams featured are (mELam 8): SaDjam, shuddha riSabham, sAdhArana gAndhAram, shuddha madhyamam, pa~ncamam, shuddha dhaivatam, and kaishiki niSAdham. Since antara gAndhAram, and kakaLi niSAdham appears in several places, Ahiri becomes a bhASA.nga rAgam. It is an Arohana vakra sampUrNa rAgam.

The jIva svarams are ga, dha, and ni.

The chAya svarams are ri, ma, and ni.

The svarams shudda ri and ga are kampita svarams.

Ahiri is a gamaka vArikA rakti rAgam.

A tristAyI rAgam exhibiting a number of subtle shrutis in kaRNATik music.

It is therefore featured in k.rtis, operas, dramas and various dance forms.

The ga in Ahiri is very delicate. The well pronounced antara ga occurs very rarely. In most places it slips own to the sAdharaNa ga level. Even the catushruti dha occurs strikingly in phrases like “p{d}nSnddnDp.

A scholarly ragam that can be properly rendered only with suitable lakSya j~nAnam

Ahiri is a very early morning rAgam (ve.nkaTamakhin says bANa kAlam, which is second yAmam after evening/night). It portrays shOka and karuNa rasam (pathos, and compassion).

In Tamil paNN music, Ahiri is known by the name pa~ncamam.

Ahiri belongs to the 19 pUrva prasiddha mElams declared by “pUrva AcAryas”, and is the eight mELam described by ve.nkaTamakhin. It has been mentioned in many treatises including Sa.ngIta samayasAra.

Sa.ngIta sampradAya pradarshini of subbarAma dIkSitar places Ahiri as a bhASA.nga janyam number 2, under the (asaMpURNa mELam) ragA.ga rAgam 20, rItigauLa. The mUrccana given there are:

ArOhaNam: sa ri sa ga ma pa dha ni sa

AvarOhaNam: sa ni dhA pa ma gA ri sa

SubbarAma dIkSitar adds that the elongated ni, dha and ga are the jIva svarams; trishruti and pa~ncashruti riSabham, sAdhArana and antara gAndhAram, trishruti and pa~ncashruti dhaivatam, and finally kaishiKi as well as kAkaLi nishAdams occur.

The boiok gives a lakSya gItam in tripuTa tALam by ve.nkaTamakhin as usual, followed by muttusvAmi dIkStar’s AvaraNa k.ri “shrI kamalAmbA jayati”, a padam, “ mOsamAyegadvE” in mishra Eka tALam by pollavaramuvAru“, concluding with a sa~ncAri by subbarAma dIkSitar himself.

Some musiclogists prefer to place Ahiri as a janyam of mELam 14, vakuLAbharaNam, or even mElam 20, naTabhairavi. The presence of antara ga, kAkaLi ni, catushruti dha even make one feel that it can be placed under mELam 17, sUryakAntam. The difficulty of fixing a proper mElam for Ahiri is due to the fact that in certain sa~ncarams, touches of ri, ga, dha and ni, other than those defined in the scale are found to occur.

The rules concerning the use of foreign notes are rather vague, and performers allow themselves with various liberties. A general guideline is as follows:

Shuddha ri – usually employed in descent

Catushruti ri – used in skips

sadharaNa ga – mainly in descent

antara ga – usually in ascent, particularly before ma

shuddha dha – used in descent

catushruti dha – appears in ascent, usualy before ni

kaishiki ni – can appear in ascent or descent

kAkaLi ni – used in ascent before sa.

In Hindushtani system, a number of “Ahir”-prefixed rAgams exist (Ahir bhairav, Ahir tODi, etc). Here, “Ahir” imples it belongs to a “gauLa’ group. According to sa.ngIta kalpadruma, Ahiri is a combination of bhairav in pUrvA.ng, and kAfi in uttra.ng. Svarams of Ahiri are kOmal ri, tIvra ga, shuddh ma, tIvra dha and komal ni. Vadi is Sa, and samvadi in pa. It is a morning rAgam.

Ahiri is featured in numerous rAgamAlikas and rAgamAlika shlolams, but tillAnAs in Ahiri are hard to come by; also renditions of pallavis in this scholarly rAgam is unheard of (since it is a difficult and scholarly rAgam).

The emotional composition " Maayamma yanire" by Shyama Sastri epitomizes Ahiri and it is a sheer pleasure to listen to a rendition of this materpiece by stalwarts. Dikshiter's nineth Aavarana krithi in the Kamalambaa Navaa varana series " Shir kamalaamba jayathi" employs all eight vibhaktis of the sanskrit language and has some lengthy and windingword constructions.
The pallavi is in the nominative case, the first three lines of the anupallavi are in the accusative case and the rest of the anupallavi in the instrumental case. The charanam begins with dative case and the consecutive lines are set in ablative, genetive and locative cases. The last two lines, to be sung in madhyamakalam are again in the nominative case, in order to return to the main pallavi line. The composer skillfully employs the phrase "sEvitaramaahari" to yield the Raaga mudra in a slightly altered form.

There is some taboo attached to singing Aahiri. Musicians of older generation feel that if this Rtaagam is performed at a wrong time ( Aahiri is baana yaama kaala raagam) the singer will be unable to find food for the rest of the day/

A look at various compositions in Ahiri reveals that mishra cApu tALam is featured more often. I do not know why; but, strangely, shyAma shAstri, who often indulges in mishra cApu, deviates here in his Ahiri masterpiece, by setting it to Adi tALam.
( Courtesy: Raaghanubhava - P.P. Narayanaswamy)

http://www.mediafire.com/?ftgxwjvtmvy Maayamma - T. M. Krishna

http://www.mediafire.com/?ytcm32xz5wm Veekshegam - T. N. Seshagopalan

http://www.mediafire.com/?oymyx4p2v05 Maayamma - Bombay Jayashree

http://www.mediafire.com/?mtt22uzu01u Sompaina manasutho - S. Janaki

http://www.mediafire.com/?jptltunu5fe Maayamma - Aruna Sairam

http://www.mediafire.com/?3ntt4wnzeuc Veena beri - M. S. Subbalakshmi

http://www.mediafire.com/?5ntcgzuxsmw Maayamma - Maharajapuram Santhanam

http://www.mediafire.com/?3lcndmsdotm Maayamma - Nithyashree

http://www.mediafire.com/?ziwmjzyg2mm Maayamma - Gaayathri Venkatraghavan

http://www.mediafire.com/?jgtbtyvni1n Peelapaaanbu - Maharajapuram Santhanam

http://www.mediafire.com/?ymmygrninfy Mosamaaye - Sowmya

http://www.mediafire.com/?x01tduwx0yw Sri Kamalamba Jayathi - S. Rajeswari

http://www.mediafire.com/?y5w9yxzdlhk Sri kamalamba - Bombay Jayashri

http://www.mediafire.com/?turhnqnz42v Maayammaa - T.N. Seshgopalan

( If there is any problem in downloading in mediafire try these also)

Sri kamalamba - Ahiri - Bombay Jayashri ( You need not download simply click and enjoy)

Sri kamalamba - Bombay ayashree ( Under rapidshare)

Aahirbhairavi

Ahiri bhairavi (Ahir bhairav)

17 sUryakAntam janya A: S R1 G3 M1 P N2 D2 M1 P D2 S Av: S N2 D2 P M1 P G3 R1 S

1. http://www.mediafire.com/?k2jvycxubmx Sri Jagadeeswari - S.P.Ramh
   
2. http://www.mediafire.com/?kxwnj9meenyMan ki ankhien - Sudha Raghunathan
3. http://www.mediafire.com/?nlv1o1zyf5l Pibare raama rasam - P. Unnikrishnan
   
4. http://www.mediafire.com/?xnhadcdmfby Sri Jagadeeswari - Bombay Jayashree
5. http://www.mediafire.com/?pxylxewz3wnRaghuvaraa - Bombay Jayashree
6. http://www.mediafire.com/?gzy9efm2tyj Pibare raamarasam - Nithyashree
7. http://www.mediafire.com/?kaw2xmtyjme Viruththam followed by Kandhaa nee - Nithyashree
8. http://www.mediafire.com/?fyh50vgoin5 Pibare raamarasam - Sudha Raghunathan

Two friends

Two friends story ............

A story tells that two friends

were walking

through the desert

During some point of the

Journey they had an

Argument, and one friend

Slapped the other one

In the face.

The one who got slapped

was hurt, but without

saying anything,

wrote in the sand:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND

SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.

They kept on walking

until they found an oasis,

where they decided

to take a bath.

The one who had been

slapped got stuck in the

mire and started drowning,

but the friend saved him.

After he recovered from

the near drowning,

he wrote on a stone:

TODAY MY BEST FRIEND

SAVED MY LIFE.

The friend who had slapped

and saved his best friend

asked 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 us

we should write it down

in sand where winds of

forgiveness can erase it away.

But, when someone does

something good for us,

we must engrave it in stone

where no wind

can ever erase it.'

LEARN TO WRITE

YOUR HURTS IN

THE SAND AND TO

CARVE YOUR

BENEFITS IN STONE!!!

They say it takes a

minute to find a special

person, an hour to

appreciate them, a day

to love them, but then

an entire life

to forget them.

Send this phrase to

the people you'll never

forget. If you don't

send it to anyone,

it means you're in a

hurry and that you've

forgotten your friends.

Take the time to live!

Do not value the THINGS

you have in your life. But value

WHO 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 ...

 Anonymous said...

Superbb..!!

December 20, 2011 12:36 PM 

An autobiography of a middle class man - chapter 4

I received a mail from my daughter in law enclosing an interesting article appeared in New york Times, The link is given below.

www.nytimes.com/2008/05/25/automobiles/collectibles/25COBRA.html?_



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.

Daily motivation

Language has power. Based on the way you choose to name and describe people, you send different messages.
-- Leslie C. Aguilar

Think of your Parents

This was a mail received by me from my cousin's daughter Shrilaxmi. Since I thought it needs widespread readership, I am posting this here. Please make as many youngsters to read it.

This was narrated by an IAF pilot to IIT students during a Seminar on

Human Relations:

Venkatesh Balasubramaniam (who works for IIT) describes how his gesture

of booking an air ticket for his father, his maiden flight, brought

forth a rush of emotions and made him (Venkatesh) realize that how much

we all take for granted when it comes to our parents.

My parents left for our native place on Thursday and we went to the

airport to see them off. In fact, my father had never traveled by air

before, so I just took this opportunity to make him experience the same.

In spite of being asked to book tickets by train, I got them tickets on

Jet Airways. The moment I handed over the tickets to him, he was

surprised to see that I had booked them by air. The excitement was very

apparent on his face, waiting for the time of travel. Just like a school

boy, he was preparing himself on that day and we all went to the

airport, right from using the trolley for his luggage, the baggage

check-in and asking for a window seat and waiting restlessly for the

security check-in to happen. He was thoroughly enjoying himself and I,

too, was overcome with joy watching him experience all these things.

As they were about to go in for the security check-in, he walked up to

me with tears in his eyes and thanked me. He became very emotional and

it was not as if I had done something great but the fact that this meant

a great deal to him.

When he said thanks, I told him there was no need to thank me. But

later, thinking about the entire incident, I looked back at my life. As

a child, how many dreams our parents have made come true. Without

understanding the financial situation, we ask for cricket bats, dresses,

toys, outings, etc. Irrespective of their affordability, they have

catered to all our needs. Did we ever think about the sacrifices they

had to make to accommodate many of our wishes? Did we ever say thanks

for all that they have done for us? Same way, today when it comes to our

children, we always think that we should put them in a good school.

Regardless of the amount of donation, we will ensure that we will have

to give the child the best, theme parks, toys, etc. But we tend to

forget that our parents have sacrificed a lot for our sake to see us

happy, so it is our responsibility to ensure that their dreams are

realized and what they failed to see when they were young. It is our

responsibility to ensure that they experience all those and their life

is complete. Many times, when my parents had asked me some questions, I

have actually answered back without patience. When my daughter asks me

something, I have been very polite in answering. Now I realize how they

would have felt at those moments.

Let us realize that old age is a second childhood and just as we take

care of our children, the same attention and same care needs to be given

to our parents and elders. Rather than my dad saying thank you to me, I

would want to say sorry for making him wait so long for this small

dream. I do realize how much he has sacrificed for my sake and I will do

my best to give the best possible attention to all their wishes.

Just because they are old does not mean that they will have to give up

everything and keep sacrificing for their grandchildren also. They have

wishes, too.

Take care of your parents TOO. THEY ARE PRECIOUS.

Affectionately,
Shri :)

Read it again and again

This was received from my nephew. Very thought provoking. I suggest you read it again and again whenever you get time. Request your friends and relatives to read this.

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.