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Posted: 6 years ago

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day.

"Throughout this journey of life, we meet many people along the way. Each one has a purpose in our life.No one we meet is ever a coincidence. Mimi Novic

A few months ago, I was seated next to a soul who never fails to make me feel better and never fails to brighten my day, darkness and depression with his bright smile and we were chatting about Insomnia and how our sleep patterns were changing as the years were running out.

On my way back, I recollected what I had spoken and which had been festering for some time now.

I had said ' Dei, it is not only our broken lives, our personal problems that seem to be weighing down on our backs and bent soul but the added and more important weight of the world around us. Maybe, all the crap that goes on in our society at large and the frustration rising from our inability of not being able to help in any significant manner is secretly preying on our mind.'

A few days later, I came awake as usual and knew that the time would be between 12.30 am or 1.00 am and I lay in the darkness and gathered my thoughts and collected my feelings so that I could give them shape or in the least, shape it in a way that it can be recognized and not be thought of as abstract and my own and thus brushed away.

Maybe, just maybe this state called Insomnia that seems to be plaguing many that I know and is surely keeping millions alive or more alive around the world is a kind of disease that Mother Nature is spreading and I doubt if there is any Immunity to protect ourselves against it and its symptoms.

I carried a cross on my back from the time I stood a bit from the Earth and it is only in the recent years that I have come down from my cross where I had crucified myself with my own demons and depressions.

Loving hands have removed the nails from the wounds and have healed them and although not whole and complete, I function better now and so it is.

From sympathizing for myself, I now empathize with others who are still hanging on the cross and with other hands am in the process of removing the nails from my fellow traveler's wounds.

I think, that the world from being just rotten is now on the verge of breaking down completely and when I say that, I mean the breaking and crumbling of Conscience, sympathy, and empathy.

You see this breaking down of personal integrity everywhere and in every place that you step into.

Tired from work, I tried to enter my tiny road and found the street jammed up and all because of an autorickshaw that was parked right at the curve in the opposite lane. Everyone cursed but did nothing and as we all managed to get by, I stopped near the driver of the Autorickshaw and said ' Why couldn't you park in a better place and avoid all this chaos and wasting of time?

He said something and so after parking my car, I walked up to him and asked him what he has said and then repeated what I had spoken and correctly.

The man, another soul just like you and me scoffed and sarcastically said ' adjust pannu. we are not living in America or Singapore.'

I looked at him as a familiar red mist began to drop over my soul and I found my right foot sliding slowly back taking the familiar stance and then I sighed and inhaled the night air and then with a smile, I looked at him

' romba correct. We are not living in America or Singapore and the reason is because of people like you who refuse to obey rules, who refuse to listen to their conscience, who have no dignity or self esteem and have decided that since you are going to burn, you will burn the rest of us and drag all of us along with you into the filth that you wallow in.'

Well, that I guess is the best exit line, mass line and punch line with which to end your act although the man continued behind me because he was ashamed of being exposed.

I think all these modern afflictions such as Insomnia, stress, strain, tensions and maybe even other diseases are a result of us human species breaking the oath, covenant with Mother Earth and are now beginning to feel its effects, more and more and in a hurry.

I am sorry but I think it is too late to put the genie back in the bottle, put back all the evil into the Pandora's box for it is not only an impossible task for us and will be impossible even for God himself.

As always, these are my thoughts and my feelings only. If, they happen to offend you in any way, please, is not the intention.

I will now leave you with lyrics from a passage of the song " man in the mirror" by the late Michael Jackson.

I'm starting with the man in the mirror

I'm asking him to change his ways

And no message could have been any clearer

If you want to make the world a better place

Take a look at yourself, and then make a change

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Posted: 6 years ago

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Just another day in a small time actors life

Retired central govt employees, retired state govt employees, People who have taken VRS and still get some sort of pension ( W*F) and many more fill the sights and sounds of my daily routine on the beach.

Summer has set in and so I start my morning run, walk or crawl by 4.30 am and hit the gym by 5.30 am and then it is back home to laze, lounge and read.

A few days back a new set of four comprising of Namma Tamil brothers stopped me and proceeded to converse with me.

' Empaa, nee thaane antha Kalyana parisu seriala varre. Nalla nadikure.'

I humbly thanked them " Mikka nandri. Vaazhga vazhamudan" and tried to move when one of them slightly taken aback stopped me and said ' Nee nalla colora irukke. Ennamma tamil pesure. Paravailliye.'

I smiled ' iyaa, karuppa irukkaravanga ellam tamilargal ille, colora irukkaravanga ellam Anniyan ille.'

It was at that time, the coconut man Kuppan came pushing his cart and seeing me did his routine that I have warned him not to do and which is remove his Thundu and tie it around his waist and greet me with folded hands and wish me a good day.

I folded my hands and said ' Kuppan, ethukku intha mariyathai ellam.'

Kuppan reacted as usual ' Saar, summa irunga saar. Ungala paatha ennakku romba santhosama irukku. Adhaan saar.'

I began to move not aware of what transpired behind me and then three of the four men ran towards me yelling " Saar, saar, nillunga oru nimisham."

Composing myself, I turned now with a genuinely fake and plastic smile that did not come from the soul and surely did not reach my eyes and was only spread on the lips and well.

All the three men and also the grudgingly the fourth one's demeanor had changed and now with folded hands greeted me and I a bit startled and irritated looked at them curiously for an explanation.

' Saar, neenga thaan thalaivara nadikureenga. theriyama pochu saar. We have seen all those photos and the trailer and we were so happy that they they had chosen an actor who resembled puratchi thalaivar quite a bit.'

As you guessed, selfies, many selfies were taken and they forced my mobile number from me and a few days later one of them called me and made me talk to his mother who is a great fan of the late MGR.

Bloody blistering barnacles for that day on the gentlemen now greet me with folded hands and address me as " Iyaa" or " saar"

Enna kodumada saravana.

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Posted: 6 years ago

#513

Rest in peace

"Pleasure is always derived from something outside you, whereas joy arises from within. Eckhart Tolle

Her lips touched mine and my lips touched hers and I felt the greatest happiness that I had ever felt and have never felt since.

She placed her head on my chest and I placed my arms around hers as her arms surrounded me and I felt complete and whole and yet the questions nagged constantly. Am I at peace or in happiness?

What do we strive for? Happiness or peace. Two much flogged words and although the dictionary and Google state the exact meaning and also emphatically state the exact differences between them.

Long ago, on our way to Goa, I and my friend Seeni stopped at a temple called Someshwar mistaking it for another famous temple. As I climbed the twenty odd rock steps, I was the same as the old and totally unaware of what was to come.

The steps peaked out to a small flat space of land peppered with a few trees and bang in the middle was this tiny Shiva temple and then it was just me and God.

The sudden gust of breeze caressed the two small brass bells that hung on tendril-like chains and like babies, in a cradle, they swung gently as the breeze lulled them with their Lullaby picked up, gathered from all four corners of the world, probably, hopefully.

The breeze and the tinkle noises of the bells chimed and dove straight into my soul and I was never the same again.

Raised and sent to graze on Lord Ganesh, His mother Shakti and his uncle Lord Vishnu, I was brought up rather far away from Lord Shiva and that all changed after that fateful day.

A fleeting moment and yet that moment of happiness left a permanent wellspring of peace in me and that which I reach out often and drink from.

I know now that all sorts of happiness are just temporary and fleeting moments, states, and only peace, that real state and constant emotion is eternal in our mortal life.

But more importantly, all states of happiness and peace is in us and all such questions can be only answered by us.

Strangely, I have felt, feel that peace and happiness with a few souls that I call by many names and terms but simply put, I term them " Soul mates".

Of course, what they call me is up to them. Ha,ha,aaa

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Posted: 6 years ago

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the very best.

"To say goodbye, is to die a little.To say good morning, is a hope for a new sunshine in a cloudy winter. Nabil TOUSSI

Sunrise and sunsets, gold and vibrant
although sunsets and me are lovers eternally parted
and never to gaze upon one another
But sunrise is one part of the day
morning moments that I never miss
and always face the sun and its light
as its kisses burn away the cold
with their gold
and whisper with gentle spider web like
brushes and caresses
It is okay, It will be okay
darkness and night
cold and fears untold
are but my kith and kin
and are there only to show that life
is but an edge of a knife
face forward, eyes towards the light
walk,run,crawl, roll
and all the toll
that life demands will be forgotten
through the voyage
for the start and end are not the goals
but the journey in between them
and the journey is not the goal
but them, the others who are with you
smile, nod, accept and
eyes forward go forth into the light
and you will realize in the end
that you too are light
and that you too are a beam
sent down to brighten, lighten
and whisper to others
It is okay, It will be okay

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Posted: 6 years ago

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the very best.

"For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness. Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Paradoxical Commandments-Kent M. Keith, The Silent Revolution: Dynamic Leadership in the Student Council

People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway.

If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway.

If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway.

The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway.

The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. Think big anyway.

People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway.

What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.

People really need help but may attack you if you do help them. Help people anyway.

Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

Not easy, not easy at all. Yet, at certain points in life and more of late, I have imbibed these above-mentioned lines in my current passage of life but...

But, with a twist to it, and no, nothing false or warped states of mind but just sticking to the core truth and that is love and people whom we love and that all we do is worthwhile and bearable for them and the love we have for them.

We don't live on an island like Robinson Crusoe but our lives are more like the family of Swiss family Robinson's that did live on an island but as many and all as one while Robinson was all alone, no man Friday was there too right.

The island that I am talking about here is our home, our den, our boat and the sea is the world outside it.

Sly comments, slighting jokes and comments, unasked for comments while you remain there and behind your back and more aimed at you even when you remain silent do not make for an easy day at the office and sadly and scarily back in the den and dome called home and yet, remaining calm does have its dividends and makes it a lot easier.

One, they fall silent realizing that you are a waste of time when the truth is that they were doing all the wasting of their precious time and precious breath.

Two, they back off realizing that you are an unknown quantity and that sharks swim in dark and deep waters.

Three, they get tired and aim their barbs and time pass comments at some others.

four and the most important one is that they finally realize that they are mistaken and that it was that they who were falling down in all manners by trying to bring you down and then things get better and peace and harmony finally prevail.

In all aspects and stages of our adult lives, I think it is better to stay inert, na better to remain as a noble gas that does not react easily or never.

Damn, noble gas. ok for want of something better I use that in context and well at 3.30 in the morning, my mind is fuzzy and inert and so, pls excuuuse meee.

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Posted: 6 years ago

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VITAMIN F

(I loved this and want to share it with you.)

Why do I have a variety of friends who are all so different in

character ?

How can I get along with them all?

I think that each one helps to bring out a "different" part of me.

With one of them I am polite.

I joke with another friend.

I sit down and talk about serious matters with one.

With another I laugh a lot.

I listen to one friend's problems.

Then I listen to another one's advice for me.

My friends are all like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

When completed they form a treasure Box !!!

We all pray for each other.

Even Doctors tell us that friends are good for our health.

Dr. Oz calls them Vitamin F (for Friends) and counts the benefits of friends as essential to our well being.

Research shows that people in strong social circles have less risk of depression and terminal strokes.

If you enjoy Vitamin F constantly, you can be up to 30 years younger than your real age.

The warmth of friendship stops stress and even in your most intense moments it decreases the chance of a cardiac arrest or stroke by 50%.

I'm so happy that I have such a huge stock of Vitamin F.

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the best.

"Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est.

(Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over.)

[Said on his deathbed] Ludwig van Beethoven

There have been many a time when I have entered the room in my house and then standing there gulping like a fish out of water, gasping in panic and trying desperately to remember why and for what reason I had come to the room.

With Middle age Insomnia in full bloom, the same memory loss, lapses sometimes scare the spirit away from my soul and it returns trembling in fear after I recollect the lost train of thought.

Alzheimer's from the films " The Notebook" and " Still Alice" reached out and grabbed my throat when the films failed to do so.

Sometimes, when I am doodling and dawdling over the keyboard wondering about what crap to about to unleash on the world, music which happens to be playing all around me give me food for thought and dance around me giving food for my soul.

The late Beethoven who died many hundred years ago and thus lost his physical form is still around, hale and hearty in the eternal form of energy and specifically here in my favorite compositions which are " Moonlight Sonata" and his " Fifth Symphony".

The moonlight sonata was written as he realized that he was losing his hearing and the opening of the fifth symphony gives form to his raging soul as deafness consumes and as the great genius composer understands that he cannot hear what he is creating and that he can never ever hear anything again.

Yet, the composer as legend has it continued to compose by feeling vibrations that sound created by the sound that he himself had created.

Our senses, our faculties are so precious and yet we see so little and hear so little and touch so little that is so vastly precious.

Seeing the morning, infant sunrise strike its childish yelps of gold through dew drops, standing in puddles of rainwater and splashing in the waves as the sea brings memories and vibrations from distant shores from across the planet and hearing the morning wails and calls of the birds who have a damn good alarm clock set, and to smell the salt and fish along with flowers and earth.

But, I guess the most important faculty is making sense of the most important sense which is also called the soul and now that is surely not Nonsense.

Every other sense fades and fails before the omnipotent presence of the soul and its properties.

I sometimes do wonder what the complete potential of a human being and its soul really is.

So much power, so much love and yet so much hatred and needs.

I am an actor and am doing a small role in a decent serial but my beautiful friends, nothing that I do or the serial that I am in will ever match the story, screenplay, dialogues, punchlines, fights, alliances and yes the silly election symbols that are out on display for the coming general elections.

Welcome to the nightmare that is election time.

Get out your popcorn and seat yourself and see live, recorded, hidden camera footages of our nation's politicians making fools of themselves.

Comedy time and also tragedy time for us Indians.

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Jannal Oram 286

"I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you're going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you. C. JoyBell C.

Was it back in 2013 that I began writing stories that spanned more than one chapter? I don't about others and how they approach writing but when I write, I lay down my burdens and find a brief respite from the pain and joy they bring and taking the mass of burden, I give them shapes and the characters come alive.

What If was about losing my brother and parents and when that came along, well my thoughts, dreams about God, Heroes and fantasies flew out and unfurled their wings with the stories about Azhagan and his lineage.

Well, I confess and Humbly apologize for not taking up and continuing with What if the return and Manasellam neeye and I promise here that I will finish them once Jannal Oram is done.

The door opened softly and Raman turned towards it anticipating the supervising doctor but was surprised to see Devarajan's son Jaggu aka Jagadeeshan standing there not knowing whether to enter or retreat. Then seeing his dad raising his hand and beckoning him, Jaggu slowly entered the room and Raman stood up.

Jaggu was not aging well and had lost most of his hair and although he was just two years older than Raman, his physical proportions mislead people to think he was much older than his actual age of 34.

Raman shook hands and asked how he was doing and Jaggu meekly ' I am okay Raman. Busy with the small mess that I am running near Nungambakkam which also caters to outdoor orders and door deliveries.'

Raman was not aware of this and Jaggu catching sight of the slight and subtle expression of surprise smiled sadly ' The last business too did not fare well Raman and so it has been this food business for the past year. I hope this food mess will bring me out of all the real losses and other messes that I have accumulated over the past decade.'

Raman gently held him by his shoulders and looked startled when Jaggu winced in pain and seeing his reaction, Jaggu hurriedly ' I have hurt my shoulder muscle and the spasms of pain come and go. That's all Raman. Nothing to worry about.'

Raman's voice was full of concern ' Jaggu, have you got it checked out for it might be some ligament or muscle tear. Come with me and we will get it done right now.'

Jaggu slowly wriggled out of Raman's hold ' Aiyo, vendaam Raman. Nothing, Just a simple strain. I took a Brufen tablet and am feeling better already.'

Raman looked at Devarajan and something passed between them and nodding he said ' Sensei, I will take leave and will come back tomorrow morning.'

' Raman, rest up for you have been traveling a lot the past two days and that too with tremendous physical and emotional strain weighing heavily on your shoulders.'

' No big deal sensei. All this strain is nothing compared to what you put me through in our Dojo.'

Looking away, Raman sighed ' But you are correct about the emotional impact that has steadily been bearing down on me the past few months. I guess, that too will. in the end, fade away.'

Devarajan tried to raise himself ' It will Raman. I promise you that in the end it will and you will triumph and we all will emerge safe and victorious.'

Raman nodded ' Goodnight sensei and I will see you tomorrow morning. Bye.'

Turning to his master's son ' Bye Jaggu and if there is anything I can do for you, please feel free to call me or come see me.'

Jaggu smiled ' I know Raman and I have always known that and I thank you for that. Good night.'

Stepping out of the room and into the corridor, Raman saw that to the earlier presence of armed police commandos the presence of Police commissioner Vishwanathan, Brigadier Sooryanarayanan and V.k. Singh had now been added and all three were in a huddle discussing something serious.

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Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day. All the best.

Writing or for that any form of expression be it dance, creating music, painting, acting, etc is a subtle form of narcissism in some cases and rather drowned in it most cases of creation.

" W*F" are you on about now Sat?

Honestly, think about it. Using sharing as the pretext and under its cover I, we, them, they and all of us, do display a slight or gargantuan slice of Narcissism.

Thankfully, if not for this rather often put down, played down, beaten down trait, where would we be I wonder?

If all the creators of architecture, paintings, sculptures, books thought that they were being arrogant, narcissistic by showing off their skills and excellence then we would not be here but still living among other species in jungles and caves and scavenging for food.

I guess God is the ultimate Narcisstic example for why then would he create so much space and fill it with so many species and then stay silent, most probably sipping a cold beer or cold coffee and watching all the action across the universe.

A bit of arrogance, a bit of narcissism and a bit of selfishness along with brilliance and genius does make a potent mix and a gateway for creation.

Sometimes I sit and wonder as to why I feel the need to write and share my thoughts and state of mind when I should let it wash over me and me only and take it with me.

I dwell many a time, for a long period of time as to the question ' what good will come out of you writing daily and sending it out to your friends via Whatsapp and other platforms'.

I write so that maybe one day before my time is up, hopefully, I will get a glimmer of what all this means and why life is thus?

Maybe, just maybe, one of you might stumble upon the magic explanation of why it works and how it works and what is the purpose of all this work?

Damn it, this narcissism does seem to drill its way through every damn aspect of our life and function.

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Jannal Oram 287

"The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. Ralph Waldo Emerson

His mobile rang at the same time Raman saw all three men who were sworn into office to protect and defend India and its citizens, and seeing it was Jeeva, he answered it with a smile ' Hi baby' and she replied ' Ram, sweetie. When are you coming home?'

Raman ' maybe another hour or more at the maximum. How are our folk holding up?'

Then more than hearing her silence, he felt it in his soul and his voice dropped a further octave and softened more and he whispered ' I am sorry that I could not be there last night and I am also sorry that I could not come directly from the airport. Please don't misunderstand me Jeeva.'

Jeeva replied in a pain and at the same time a surprise tinged voice ' Ram, sweetie. I know how close you and your master are and I also know how much you love and respect him and how attached he is to you. So, please, don't say sorry and please never again apologize to me for such beautiful things.'

Both remained silent and she continued ' All though a lot is supposed to have happened outside our walls and although we saw little, the experience was rather scary and creepy. But, today all that seems to have been just a dream for there remains no trace or evidence as to what took place last night.'

Raman sighed sadly ' sorry Jeeva. I am really sorry that you and our parents had to go through that experience from last night. I wish I could say it is over but it is not.'

Jeeva with a slightly scared voice ' Baby, what is going on?'

' I wish I could explain it all right now but I have to go for they are waiting and we will talk more, later. Bye baby.'

The moment he ended his call to Jeeva, his phone rang and he saw it was Kavita and although tired and although he knew he had little time, he took a deep breath and answered it.

' Hi, Raman. I am back home and thought I would talk to you for a few moments before going to sleep. Have you reached home yet?'

' No Kavita, not yet. I have come to see my master who was attacked last night near my house and that finished I was just going to talk with the Brigadier and Mr. V.K.Singh and also the police commissioner who is here before going home and you called.'

Then hurriedly Raman asked ' Kavita, those armed police commandos that came to the airport...'

' Yes, I guess they are 24/7 for the next few weeks or at least until the threat level decreases or is eliminated entirely. My shadow might slip away but not these armed police commandos. Most of them are huge fans of Vijay.'

Raman heard her sobbing and the sounds of her broken soul mirrored his torn and tormented soul and emotions and he sadly whispered ' God, what a mess life has become and all because of one man and his enmity towards your family which has brought us all to this sad and scary situation. So many innocent lives lost and so much trauma.'

' I am sorry Raman for taking advantage and kissing you and I promise that I will not do that again.'

' It is okay Kavita, and believe me, I understand your actions and also understand perfectly well that the kiss we shared had nothing to do with lust or physical needs.'

' Ram, that is what scares me the most and leaves me so vulnerable to you for I feel more than lust and other base and shallow needs that sometimes bring two people together. When your lips joined mine, I felt a new surge of life in me, a new purpose and motivation, a will to live and triumph over our enemies and avenge my brother.'

Raman remained silent for he did not know what to say or rather what was the appropriate response for that moment and for the first time in his life he found himself at a loss for words, and importantly, train of thought.

Kavita chuckled and the sounds of her laughter were like tiny brass bells tinkling and Raman spoke ' At least you find something funny to laugh about.'

' Yes and no Ram. The joker laughs and goofs around and yet inside his mask he cries silently and to himself thinking and worrying about his family and dues and the one who cries maybe hides happy tears inside.'

Raman perplexed ' wow Kavita, I hereby declare that henceforth you shall be addressed only as Pulavar Kavita.'

' True, and also very apt Raman for me and all souls like me who are in love and more importantly who are in unrequited love are poets and pulavars and they sing about their love and the tears and joy it gives them and they sing for they have no choice but to let it out or else it will consume them, this sometimes nectar and sometimes poison.'

He could hear her taking deep breaths, and then he heard her say ' Good night' and wished her back. Raman closed his eyes, and rested his back on the hospital corridor wall as if beseeching it for succor, peace, and quiet and then realizing where he was, he slowly opened his eyes and walked towards the trio that represented the army, intelligence, and police force.