Oh! Divine Mother of all creations
Blessed am I a tool for procreation
Enjoying life as housewife with high education
Which I use to teach my children
Who shall be responsible citizens
And serve the society with all devotion!
Bless me serve my neighbor well
Whose wards look upto me to tell
All they need to stand with strength
And sharpen their mind and spirit in length
Grant me wisdom, love and patience
Make my sweet home abode of Providence!
WE SHALL MEET . . .
We shall meet after the end of world, you told me
உலகத்தின் இறுதிக்குப் பிறகு நாம் சந்திப்போம், நீங்கள் என்னிடம் கூறினீர்கள்
When we’ll be just you and me, sunrise and sunset.
அப்பொழுது நாம் சாதாரண நீங்களும் நானுமாக இருப்போம்
கதிரவன் உதயம் மறைதல் போல.
We shall meet after the end of the world, precisely
உலகின் இறுதிக்குப் பிறகு நாம் சந்திப்போம், சரியாக
When we’ll be just we two, abyss clamoring abysses.
ஆழமான பள்ளம், ஆழமான பள்ளங்கள் என ஆரவாரம் செய்யும்
We shall meet when all things will pass through fire
எல்லாமும் நெருப்பின் ஊடே கடந்தபின் நாம் சந்திப்போம்
And we’ll be ashes or we’ll be no more
நாம் கருகிச் சாம்பலாகி, இருக்கவே மாட்டோம்
We shall meet again when everything makes sense
நாம் மீண்டும் சந்திப்போம், எல்லாமே புரியும்
Without understanding why I was what I was.
நான் எதற்கு, நான் என்ன என்பதை அறிந்து கொள்ளாமலேயே!
VICTORIA MILESCU,
TRANSLATION
TAMIL
முனைவர் என் வி சுப்பராமன், சென்னை, 9840477552
உலகத்தின் இறுதிக்குப் பிறகு நாம் சந்திப்போம், நீங்கள் என்னிடம் கூறினீர்கள்
அப்பொழுது நாம் சாதாரண நீங்களும் நானுமாக இருப்போம்
கதிரவன் உதயம் மறைதல் போல.
உலகின் இறுதிக்குப் பிறகு நாம் சந்திப்போம், சரியாக
அப்பொழுது நாம் இருவரும் இருவராக இருப்போம்
ஆழமான பள்ளம், ஆழமான பள்ளங்கள் என ஆரவாரம் செய்யும்
எல்லாமும் நெருப்பின் ஊடே கடந்தபின் நாம் சந்திப்போம்
நாம் கருகிச் சாம்பலாகி, இருக்கவே மாட்டோம்
நாம் மீண்டும் சந்திப்போம், எல்லாமே புரியும்
நான் எதற்கு, நான் என்ன என்பதை அறிந்து கொள்ளாமலேயே!
VICTORIA MILESCU,
Rightly said, my Lord, blood is always thicker than water
Blood in red- has life and love, health and joy all that matter!
Blood less body, awaits transfusion or exit from earth
Bloodless war brought us freedom from the foreign yoke with mirth!
Blood donation and donor are doubly blessed- patient too
Life saving through blood donation voluntary to woo
The healthy and generous, blood and broad minded to help
The sufferers with love-seeking love in return valued wealth!
Theme for this year’s World Blood Donor Day is
“Safe blood saves lives” with the slogan “Give blood and make the world a healthier place”. Indeed noble theme and message!
“Thank you for saving my life” says all those in need indeed!
“Give freely; give often, Blood donation matters all over
Strong and healthy need have no fear-God has given power!
Good Samaritan donors to continue frequently
Newer ones to start sans fear and worry quite timely
That saves the needy- known-unknown, good-bad, rich or poor sure
Group that matters and nothing else, my heart and soul quite pure!
“No strikes nor lock-outs, all concerned to work in peace and harmony
Workers- partners for plenty –sure not to bring in disharmony
No conflicts with peers and clients, up and down -treat all as equal
No dream but reality, the earth will be heaven- a marvel!”
Is my wish and prayer on this day an important day for all
MAY DAY -MAY FIRST is today- I was a worker for four decades
And more in my Alma mater -Life Insurance Corporation of India
Where I learnt the art of life and living! Great four decades indeed!
International Workers’ Day the first day of May- sacred day
My Lord! Thee created the world, humans and animals. I pray
Welfare of the working class – must for the welfare of Society
Sure whose welfare is a must for the welfare of the world’s safety!
May Day is celebrated for centuries all over the globe
Workers must unite and serve all and their duty is not to probe
Who is right and who is wrong but to be above board and devote
Their time for productivity greater which in turn helps promote!
Promoting peace and plenty, health and happiness on earth duty
My Lord! The guide and protector let me enjoy nature’s beauty
Enhancing my peace and joy, passing the same to my folks at home
I do assert for my rights, at the same time help the nation grow!
Who cares for these poor rural laborers on this day?
In the days of spiralling inflation, when the cost of living soars, when the prices of milk to maida, banana to brinjal, carrot to capsicum, mango to melon skyrocket day by day, the middle class people are the worst hit. Governments and the party in power say they make all-out efforts to contain the prices. Economists quote several factors for price raise. The Opposition parties protest government policies for the pathetic conditions of the people but secretly welcome the difficult times so that they can win the next elections.
Maybe, what cannot be cured must be endured! But I use to wonder whether there is anything in the world that cannot be cured. When I was in my teens six decades ago, I was living at Karaikudi, a part of Chettinad in Tamil Nadu, where the dominant community was indeed rich, orthodox, highly philanthropic and well educated. I used to go out with my mother to the weekly shandy and distinctly remember her purchasing the weekly requirements of vegetables for a family of five for less than a rupee. The womenfolk of that dominant community of Chettinad would boycott any shop in the shandy if the cost there was a little higher than in the other shops. The way they treated the shop keeper charging a higher price was unique and the result was that the town was comparatively cheap and life was smooth. All due to the ‘will to resist’ on the part of housewives.
Sixty years since then, when I find myself helpless managing my household expenses, I wonder whether bringing down the cost of things rests with the government alone or, as an individual, can I have any influence on the uncontrolled rising costs?
I remember my walking without footwear to college, a distance of 8 km. one way. Today, my son wants a scooter to go to school, hardly a kilometre away. Do I ever care to go by bus instead of my two/four-wheeler?
Do I resist purchasing onion at Rs. 80 or tomato at Rs. 50 a kg? Onion is not oxygen without which I cannot breathe! Supposing people do not purchase beans at Rs. 70 a kg, how long would the shopkeeper keep the vegetable on his shelves? — right from the wholesale merchant to my street vendor? If office-goers as a class desist using their petrol/diesel vehicles and choose public conveyance, won’t petrol price come down? If we boycott the auto drivers charging an unreasonably high fare, can they continue forever by fleecing the people?
Yes, onion is not oxygen! We cannot live without oxygen but we sure can without onion! Prices cannot go up when it begins to rot!
( The writer’s email: nvsubbaraman@gmail.com)
PS: Normally in principle I do not repeat any post for a second time! This ofcourse is not a second post in the Blog ENVIUS THOUGHTS but posting what appeared in the OPEN PAGE of the leading NEWS PAPER which I am accustomed to read for the past SEVEN DECADES – as a student at 10 th year of age not knowing the significance of any news, views, language used and so on. But I must admit that I could improve my English language by reading this NEWS PAPER right from my boyhood at the instance of my TEACHER – FATHER. Cost of this Newspaper was TWO ANNAS- of those days! I look with pride my 100 and more LETTERS TO THE EDITOR COLUMN during 1975-1978! On 31st August 2013, when the above artcle was published in the OPEN PAGE, my joy knew no bounds and I felt as if I have secured a NOBEL AWARD! THis is the article I have reproduced as this WEEK”S SUNDAY STORY-1772nd Post I am sure you – my esteemed viewers – will enjoy and give me your feedback. My mind has green memories of the REVIEW this paper made of my TRANSLATION OF TELUGU PANCHARATNA KEERTHANAS of Saint Poet THYAGAYYA into Tamil (available in the form of a CD -produced by the famous Carnatic music team of Madurai- vocal Smt. Ranganayaki Sachidanandam, Violin Sri Sachidanandam, Mridangam Dr. Thyagarajan) which was greatly admired by our former Scientist President of INDIA DR. APJ Abdul Kalam.
Senior Citizens are not born as Senior Citizens ever-never
Today’s children are tomorrow’s senior citizens -after very long gap!
If one is blessed with a long life,he or she bound to be senior citizen
Lo! The youth think not and we see OLD AGE Homes filled fully all over!
August Twenty First today is Senior Citizens Day talked about
And observed and celebrated every year! United Nations General Assembly
Announced in Nineteen Ninety to bring issues to light about the issues
influencing older individuals, such as disintegration with age and abuses.
Moral, ethical and financial norms do expect the children who availed
All affection, care, concern and comforts of stay and studies
To take care of the elderly parents keeping with them and providing
All their needs till death in a peaceful and pleasant way!
Birth and death are the inevitable aspects of all beings -human
And animals, plants and trees! Death of the humans thanks to -God of Death
And his ways are inscrutable indeed. Death by the terrorists’ bullet
Hindus or Sikhs or Muslims indeed condemnable and lamentable!
Mahatma Gandhi, Indira Gandhi, Rajiv Gandhi all Indian greats
John Fitzgerald Kennedy-American President-all victims of terrorists.
May twenty first in Nineteen Ninety one cruelly killed in Chennai
For political purposes- atrocious and obnoxious.
Rajiv Gandhi the sixth Prime Minister of India for five years
Took office after the murder of his mom, Prime Minister Indira Gandhi,
Most youthful Indian Prime Minister at forty; was killed in
Tamil Nadu’s Sriperumbudur,addressing open gathering in help
Of Lok Sabha candidate when he was slaughtered in a suicide
Shelling. most youthful PM of India at forty after his mother
Previous Prime Minister Indira Gandhi was killed;
Let us pay homage to the great youthful leader Rajiv Gandhi!
The wonderful world in which we live today is the making of the Lord
Almighty Omnipotent, Omnipresent is every where- great God
Omniscient-all knowing- all living beings are HIS making
Over the course of years millions Darwin telling and proving!
February twelfth the day the great Scientist Charles Darwin was born
In Eighteen Hundred and Nine= two hundred and ten years ago;
Man was born on evolution of mankind going through stages different
It is not fun but truth that he could prove to the Scientists community!
Here is the theory of evolution found by Hindu saint”
Great Tamil Savant Poet Manicka vasagar of ninth century
Gave his theory of Evolution in Thiruvasagam thus:
“கல்லாகிப் “புல்லாகிப் பூடாகி மரமாகி பல்விருகமாகி,
புழுவாய், பாம்பாய், பறவையாகி, மிருகமாய், மனிதராய்”
“Stone, grass, plants and trees giant trees,
Worms, snakes, birds, animals and man”
Imagine for a while a world sans a single human being
In the great creation of the Lord Omnipotent beloved God
Equal and purposeful for peace and harmony all living beings
Humans and animals, trees and forests, lakes and tanks all are great!
A new child born in a home, a new world for the child and the home
Great it is the wonderful creation is seen and felt by both
Splendors and wonders Omnipotent alone capable of giving
All to enjoy in total peace and harmony, joy and sharing!
In perfect joy, both to dedicate for the cause of society
To repay the debt of gratitude to the Omnipresent-verily
To nurture and bring up the child in noble way to be an asset
For the home, society and the world- first and foremost must!
POEM 29
LOSE SIGHT OF MY TRUE BEING
He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.
I take pride in this great wall and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being.
As I see this:
Who am I?I Raising the big question Bhagwan Ramana Maharshi gave his answer too! Who are we what is our nature, what is our aim, what is body, what is mind, what is spirit, what is spirituality- if find an answer, we cannot forget or refute our image!By God’s grace it is possible. Let us make efforts; let us not forget the same!
கீதாஞ்சலி 29ஆம் பாடல்
உண்மை உருவை மறந்து விடுகிறேன்!
என்னை யாருடன் இணைத்துள்ளேனோ அவர்
இருட்டறையிலே கண்ணீர் விடுகிறார்!.
என்னைச் சுற்றி இந்தச் சுவற்றை
எழுப்புவதிலே கவனமாய் உள்ளேன்!
கட்டும் இச்சுவர் உயர உயர இருட்டு நிழலில்
உண்மை உருவை மறந்து விடுகிறேன்!
பெரிய சுவற்றை குறித்துப் பெருமைப் படுகிறேன்;
மண்ணும் துகளும் கலந்த கலவையில்
துளைகள் இன்றி பூசிவிடுகிறேன்!
கலவையில் கவனம் செலுத்தும் பொழுது என்
உண்மை உருவை மறந்துவிடுகிறேன்!
‘”நான் யார்?” மிகப்பெரிய வினாவினை எழுப்பி விடையும் கூறினார் பகவான் இரமணர். நாம் யார், நமது இயற்கை என்ன, நமது இலக்கு என்ன, நமது உடல் என்பது என்ன, உள்ளம் என்பது என்ன, ஆன்மா என்பது என்ன, ஆன்மீகம் என்பது என்ன என்பனவற்றை உணர்ந்துவிட்டால் நமது உண்மையான உருவத்தை மறுக்கவோ, மறக்கவோ முடியாது. இறைவன் அருளால் இது சாத்தியமே. முயன்று பார்ப்போம்; உண்மை உருவை மறவாது இருப்போம்.
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