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Avalum Naanum-ondru


Thozhlil thalai saithaal
maarbil mugam puthaithaal
En idhayathin mel kaathai vaithu
pinnar kelvi ezhupinaal

' Naan un arugil varum pothu
un nenju vegamaga thudikkavilaiye,en'


Kelvi satre enna thadumaara vaithathu
yosithen,aazhamaga sinthithen

pinnar,punmaravuladan
' idhayam thudithathu
nee varun munne
idhayam thudithathu
nee varuvai enna

neeyum vanthai
maarbodu kalanthai
thudippum nindrathu
amaithiyum nilaviyathu'

Meen pondra kangalai
vegamaga simittinaal

' kavignare,pulavar allavo
athalaal poigalai migavum ezhithaaga
padai kindreer

Pogattum,ithar munne,matra penguladan
ithu thaan nilamaiyo'


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Jannal oram 235



Raman came out of the room dressed in a loose fitting track pant and a faded tee and stopped short,surprised to see the kitchen light on and feeling guilty that his movements might have disturbed the sleep of one of the four parents,slowly headed towards it.

Shaktivel came out carrying a tray laden with cups of coffee and a plate with two slices of bread toast covered with peanut butter and smiled at raman ' Headed to the dojo.well,a cup of coffee and some toast will boost your energy.Come,eat up and i will give you company while you do so.'

Raman thought about it and realised that words would not suffice,picked up a cup of hot coffee and sipping it stood watching the darkness that was trembling before the arrival of the white light of the sun.

Shaktivel slowly placed the tray on the table and picking his cup of coffee,joined his son and both stood gazing out of the large windows as the trees outside waved their limbs around the street lights making weird shapes of shadows.

Raman glanced at his dad ' appa,it has been many month since i have been to the dojo and thought that today,at this point in life,it would be better to go back and practice.'

' Good thinking iyaa.And no prizes for me guessing that your sensei will be there.Please convey my best wishes to the DGP.'

' I will appa.Apart from wanting to better hone my judo skills for any unexpected encounters,i am also doing it for it is a kind of meditation and helps me to concentrate and that helps me in my solving and tackling difficult situations.'

He dusted his hands off the breadcrumbs and picking up his large duffel bag that contained his Judogi,gently embraced his dad ' a mere thank you will not do and will never do justice to what i feel for you and the gratitude i feel for life for placing me in your hands as your child.But,thank you anyway for like love,it is the easiest word that captures what i want to express to you.'

Shaktivel smiled ' iyaa,it is i who should thank you for being born as my son.' His eyes now shone like the surface of the sea as light burns it for the tears shimmered the same way as the sea reflecting the light back ' many a time,many a doctor told us that we would not be able to have a child although both of us were normal and had no problems.Your mother used to cry herself to sleep every night and it broke my heart to see her thus.But i knew and i told her the same,that we would have a child and that it would be special for god was taking his time while he created you.That is why the delay of nearly eight years before you were born and i knew it then as i know it now that it was worth it,all those tears that me and your mother shed in despair.'

His fathers words kept ringing,echoing in his soul as he headed to Nandanam and to his Dojo.

The word " DOJO" literally means "place of the Way" in Japanese.Initially, dojo were adjunct to temples and were formal training place for any of the Japanese arts ending in " do", from the Chinese Tao (or Dao), meaning "way" or "path". Sometimes meditation halls where Zen Buddhists practice zazen meditation were called dojo.

A proper Japanese martial arts dojo is considered special and is well cared for by its users. Shoes are not worn in a dj. In many styles it is traditional to conduct a ritual cleaning (soji) of the dojo at the beginning and end of each training session.

The dojo run by Sensei Devarajan,former Dgp of Tamil Nadu police was more akin to a temple and almost all those who had visited the place felt the same spiritual vibration that they would feel or ever felt when visiting a famous temple.

Raman stood at the entrance and breathed a sigh of happiness and pure ecstasy as he stood before the small but beautiful statue of Buddha who smiled and welcomed him with a serene expression.

The door to his right opened and out came sensei devarajan all dressed and ready in his Judogi dress.

Raman bent low to his waist in respect and whispered with love and devotion ' Sensei.'

Devarajan bent the same way and returned the bow of respect and wished him a bright good morning.

Raman stood barefoot and lost in the peaceful tranquility of the Dojo and only his master's voice brought him back to the present moment ' ram,you have been here before,thousands of times and yet...'

' Sensei,promise you won't laugh or have a heart attack on hearing my words and then i will tell you why i stand here,lost in our dojo.'

' Ram,i know you very well and so i know that even the wittiest punchline from you will have roots in some great thought or in some deep philosophy.So,tell me.'

Raman's eyes traversed lovingly and filled with immense devotion all over the dojo and his lips gave form to what his soul was experiencing.

' Sensei,our dojo is not just a dojo for me and more like my house,like a temple that i frequent often.This dojo is more like a dear friend who i have not met in a long time and who is calling me into its arms.This dojo,these walls,these mats on which i spar,grapple are like the meditation halls of famous temples.'

Hurriedly turning to his master ' sensei,i say this because,on these mats,inside these hallowed halls,as i grapple with my opponent,i concentrate and call on my complete powers to negate the opponents moves and tactics.That is a rush,a thrill,a divine experience that comes only with the presence of the almighty and a higher power.That is why i stood in awe and reverence and enjoyed the air inside this holy place.'

Devarajan looked deep into Raman ' son,that is why you were the best and would have gone on to be the best in the world if not for your accident.And the scary thing is that it takes most students of Judo a few decades to reach that higher level of concentration and which is on a different level of thinking and a spiritual experience and yet you reached that hallowed plateau in just eight odd years.'

Ten minutes later, Raman stood in front of his Sensei, dressed in his Judogi and again bent low at his waist and paid his respects to his master.


Meditation does not require a large chunk of sustained time, nor is it too difficult to get into.Instead, meditation is about focusing on one thing.

People think the goal of meditation is to empty the mind. It's not about clearing the mind; it's about focusing on one thing. When the mind wanders, the meditation isn't a failure. Our brain is like a wayward puppy, out of control. Catching it and putting it back to the object of focus is the mediation.


Walking is meditation.
cooking is meditation.
reading is meditation.
working is meditation

I could go on and on but rather than insult your intelligence,i leave you with the thought that ' even standing quietly watching traffic move,waves come and go,branches move and twirl' is a form of meditation for you are focusing on one thing and one thought at that given moment.

Happy focusing and happy meditation.


Edited by Raman_jeeva - 6 years ago
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"To conquer oneself is a greater task than conquering others.


The dojo was quiet and the only thing that both of them could hear was the tick of the clock and the rustle of the judogi cloth as they stretched and prepared their bodies for the jodo session.

They stood eyes on each other and then slowly advanced and took hold of each others judogi collars and began their bout.

Former Dgp of police,Sensei Devarajan had once been ranked as high as 2nd in the national judo classifications and had won numerous nationals and a bronze in the asian games.But,he had lost the edge once he had become a high ranking cop and had regained his edge only after retiring.

But,he had always felt different when he was grappling with his student Raman for he was forced to raise his level of concentration,awareness and his judo skills.

Just as this thought flickered in his mind,devarajan felt both his legs being swept away and then there was nothing to do and just land on the mat with a soft thump.

Devarajan smiled as he looked up at raman who asked ' sensei,where were you? for your thoughts were not here at this moment.'

Devarajan got up slowly ' you are right ram and i most certainly was not here for i just landed on my butt,taken down by one of the most basic moves that a student is thought.sorry,i will do better.'

They grappled,shuffled and their practice went on for nearly an hour and then both halted and sat down on the mat breathing heavily.

Devarajan nodded in appreciation ' ram,i kind of sensed it the last time that we had a practice bout and now i am certain about the fact that you need a much better and fitter opponent than me.'

Raman smiled as was his way and remained mum and devarajan continued ' Speed,speed is one thing that god has blessed you with and now to match it you seemed to have developed more power and that is a deadly combination.'

Scanning his students limbs ' speed i know comes from your long limbs and strong joints that you have mostly got from your dad but this new power i sensed in you is surely not from him or from my training.so...?'

Raman took a deep breath ' There are many answers to your questions sensei but only one will make sense as of now,for it is the only answer that makes sense to even me.'

Stretching his feet in a straight line,Raman bent and neatly touched his toes with his fingers and held the stretch for a few seconds and sighing loudly looked at his sensei ' I think the answer is anger and revenge.'

Devarajan felt sad hearing these words and he quoted the Buddha ' "You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.

Raman smiled ' sir,i am neither Buddha or the prince siddhartha that he was before becoming the enlightened one.'

Devarajan confused ' sorry,what do those words mean raman?'

' Sensei,i have a wife,parents,family,friends,a job,a master and most importantly a conscience.The words of Buddha were said and meant for a different time that has maybe passed or will come but his teachings about anger will not help,at least for me and right now.'

Raman's eyes glittered with anger and danger ' this is a very dangerous world that we live in and we have a choice to be the lamb that is slaughtered or the wolf who does the slaughtering.Or...'

' Or what raman.Finish what you want to say and let me understand your mind better.'

' Lamb or the wolf.But i would prefer to be the lion that kills the wolves too and lives peacefully with the lambs.'

Devarajan smiled at raman ' it is not possible ram for at some point you will lose track of yourself and what you have become.'

' Sorry sensei for i disagree with you on that point.That may be applicable to those who wreak havoc and chaos using anger,misplaced anger but i think i am different for my actions and thoughts are guided by something called " Righteous anger" and that in itself will explain me and the state that i am in right now.'


Sensei devarajan felt crestfallen and his head fell in worry and sadness and then he felt raman's right hand on his shoulder and looked up to see his student kneeling in front of him ' Sensei,why did you become a cop? Why did you start this dojo? why did you and the commissioner offer me your help?'

' Because it was the right thing to do.I wanted to help people and protect them from bad and criminal elements.'

Raman smiled ' that is exactly what i am doing sensei and much more than what you could not do when you were in uniform and had so much power and yet all you did was keep packing your stuff as that transferred you from one state to another.'

Raman sat down in front of Devarajan and effortlessly in a padmasana position ' There is only so much that a cop can do.But when it comes to law and lawyers and i mean people like me who know the law and its every loopholes,i think we can do better and bring about lasting change.Maybe and i agree that it might take time but it will be done and justice will be delivered to those who stand before it,in the light or in the dark.'

Devarajan looked deep into raman's eyes ' you are planning something,right.'

Raman smiled evilly ' yes sensei,i am planning something and i am taking my time with it.For it is not only the minister i am after but all men like him.I will tell you more when the time is right and when the time comes for me to come to you for help.'



In Japanese, concentration is called Seishin Toitsu. Seishin is a pure mind, or the spirit. Toitsu is gathering together, or focusing on the here and now. Basically it means that the mind is focused toward achieving the task at hand. This unity of mind and body, spirit and action, is the same as giving total effort. It is only when a person is centered and focused that one can act decisively, as is required in Judo.
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Posted: 6 years ago
12 years and counting

Bacj in 2006,during the early days of Muhurtham,i began to post my thoughts in this forum as a timepass and then as time passed by i began to post about myself,my thoughts and my life.

Then i passed that phase that " me,mine,myself" and began to write about the world and other lives and what is wrong and right about it.

Now i have passed that too and have now turned back to 2006 and am taking time to see the footprints that 12 years have created and am trying to learn more about myself.

Shame,ashamed for nothing seems to have changed about me and so that means,start anew and begin anew with fresh perspective and further introspection.

But one thing,i need to confess about one small change and that i am not the tortured soul i was back in 2006 and i have learnt to take things easily,lightly and i mean rebukes,snides and judgements.

I wonder,really wonder what the next 12 years will bring and what i will be writing then in 2030.

A bit scary for it makes you think and ponder about our own mortality and the mortality of this world,this tiny speck of a planet.

Oh,i am sorry but i am still that incurable romantic with a soft corner for life and this universe and i still day dream and worry about where life is heading.We will know,i guess.surely,we will know and see for ourselves.

I wish you all a beautiful day.God bless and my best wishes to all your families.
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When less would have been better.But better,bitter or clutter


I am not sure if it was my 5th std or 6th std .But,i am sure it was during one of those years that i participated in an essay writing competition in " Venkata subba rao school,T.Nagar " and the topic was about " The Mahatma " and the essay was supposed to be written in 500 words.I am not sure how many from my school " Krishnaswamy matriculation school" participated but i know there were others and we were taken by our english teacher and it was " A baby's day out."

As luck would have it,i sat close to a large window that over looked the school ground below and it was sometime after 1.30 pm and the competition started and went on for two hours.With my left elbow planted on the desk,my face cupped in my left palm and my right hand doing the writing,the essay flowed and i went away in its tide.I am sorry but i am not able to recollect if we were given the topics on which the competition was going to be conducted earlier but i can be sure of one thing and that is,i was prepared to write about anyone or anything and that too back in those junior classes.

At this point,you readers must understand that i have an habit of writing fast,thinking fast and talking fast and fast in everything except,reading and when writing for myself.

Exams will be done in 30 minutes and out i will be much to the surprise and irritation of the teachers and masters,although they would grudgingly admit that i had answered all the questions but would screw their faces in disgust at the sight of my handwriting.

And i am pretty sure that the teacher who stumbled upon my paper would recognise it for its scrawls and meanderings of sentences that would go up and go down,depending on my speed and moods and send a prayer up to the heavens,praying for guidance and enlightenment as they went through my kirukkals.

But here,by the window,a cool breeze blowing through the hall,kutty satish sat as the breeze ruffled his brown wavy hair and also ruffled and lifted the white sheets that were piling up under my elbow as the young boy wrote and wrote about Gandhi from his heart.

I wish i could go back and sit next to that boy and talk to him and ask him as to what he was thinking for that might shed a light on what happened next.

Two weeks later,i was summoned to the faculty room during lunch break and there sat my english teacher along with a few others and she asked me to sit down and shoving food into her rather generous gob,she reached out and handed me a large square envelope and opening it was left pleasantly surprised for there was a certificate confirming my participation in the recently concluded essay competition.

She then with a smile,handed me a letter and asked me to read it aloud and i did so and the content were as follows.

" This essay submitted by s.satish kumar has been rejected as it exceeds the said 500 words and reaches nearly 5,000 words.Although well written,the essay cannot be taken into consideration as it does not confirm to the stipulated rules.But,the essay was well written,very well written which makes us wonder if the student is in fact in his 5th std or studying in the 10th std or in a higher class."

I looked up at the teacher and she asked " What were you thinking,you idiot?" and i smiled( Innocently,i hope) and replied " I couldn't help myself teacher for so much came from my heart and there was more i could write but the teacher in the room refused to give me any more time or more papers."


So,when you keep reading chapters after chapters of stories that i post in our forums,stop and smile and try to picturize a young,brown haired,tanned boy with twinkling eyes,ready smiles and ready to bore you to death with his thoughts and feelings.


HA,HAAa.
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Happy Ganesh Chaturthi


Vakra-Tunndda Maha-Kaaya Suurya-Kotti Samaprabha
Nirvighnam Kuru Me Deva Sarva-Kaaryessu Sarvadaa


(I meditate on Sri Ganesha) Who has a Curved Trunk, Large Body,
and Who has the Brilliance of a Million Suns,

O Lord, Please make all my Works, free of Obstacles, always.




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You know, you can touch a stick of dynamite, but if you touch a venomous snake it'll turn around and bite you and kill you so fast it's not even funny-Steve Irwin


I think,yes,the author,the writer in me truly believes that a human being is the most vicious animal and that can be God or a demon and change into one of them in an instant.But,what do you do when demons come to you masquerading as an angel,even a god for you are lost in their masks and means to do evil.

How do you unmask these entities that portray themselves as angels and demons?


At the same time that Raman was in the dojo with his sensei devarajan,kavita came out of her room and saw that the door to her brother's room was open and she stepped in and saw that the bathroom door was open too and realising that he was not there and wondering what he was doing,up so early,kavita slowly padded down the stairs and saw that the door to her fathers study and private office space was open and peeped in.

She found vijay fast asleep on the couch and still dressed in the same clothes that she had last seen him the previous evening.

" This is strange" wondered kavita and went to the kitchen and requested the cook for a cup of coffee.

" Amma,give me two minutes while i prepare it.But,there is already a flask full of coffee on the table in the garden.'

" Garden,you mean dad is up so soon.That is weird for he is up and my brother is fast asleep in his study."

" They both were in the study until the early hours of morning.In fact,iyaa just went up and came back down after freshening up" reported kannan as he began to brew a fresh pot of coffee.

She came out to the garden and sank into the deep cane chairs and stared at her dad who was busy scanning the tamil dailies.

His face hidden behind the thanthi paper,his voice enquired " Amma,kavita,it is only six and you are up.You should be getting more sleep and rest."

Kavita stared at the paper and then leaned forward and pushed the paper down and continued to stare at him.

" Look's like father and son had an all night bonding session and that which went on until dawn,it seems."

A smile,a worry and resignation flashed one after another on minister durai murugans face and folding the paper,he picked up his cup of coffee and began to sip it.

Then seeing the stare on his daughters face turning into anger,he smiled placatingly "nothing important kavita.Vijay came to me last night and requested my help and permission to go to delhi tomorrow with the deputy chief minister.That's it and that's all we were talking about."

" A big fat lie and you stink at lying and you know better than to lie to me and that too while i have my eyes looking at you and not while you try to bullshit me on the phone as you have done so many times."

Durai murugan looked towards his study for help from his son and realising that none was forthcoming,turned back to face his beautiful daughter " Okay,okay.Just calm down and please believe me when i tell you that i am not lying."

" Maybe a little," added the father as he tried to think of a way to escape from the investigation that his daughter had started.

Kavita fuming " so,you men have decided to conspire against me and further the prince's career in the party rather than the princess who obviously has more clout and power than her brother."

A gentle hand covered her mouth " Kavi,stop it and please stop harassing dad for i was the one who told him to stay mum over this trip i am making to delhi."

Kavita looked up at her brother vijay's place and slowly removed his hand that softly covered her mouth and whined " Anna,if you are going,then i am going too."

Vijay sat down next to her and fixed her with a patient look " Okay sister.But only if you answer my questions first."

Kavita poured herself a coffee and then poured one for her brother and picking up her cup " Okay,ask away."

" You want to come along with me and the other party members to delhi.Okay,you can come but please tell me who will inaugurate Amma's statues in Vellore and krishnagiri and that is being handled by the women's wing of our party."

" OMG! I totally forgot that i will be driving down to vellore tomorrow morning and then on to krishnagiri later in the evening and then it is back to chennai again," said kavita sadly and sank deeper into the cavernous cane chair.

Then she slowly perked up ' leave that aside but what were both you men talking about until early morning.Now that is a question that one of you can answer and let me tell you that you are not wriggling out of this question."

Vijay looked at his dad who nodded and began to speak and kavita felt a slight fear tug at the farthest reaches of her intelligence and awareness.

Edited by Raman_jeeva - 6 years ago

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