Monthly Archives: August 2008

A little bird with large wings


Does it sound odd?

How can a little bird have large wings?

If it has ,then it is a peculiarity, an oddity,and an irregularity.

This caption depicts a community.shelved in far south of South India.

Well, coming to the subject, let me put in black and white the community’s name.

They are called Nagarathars. or rather popularly as Nattukottai chettiars.

They are small in number, but  gigantic in their deeds.

They are less than a hundred thousand.

The chettiars are a composition of tradition and modernity.

Their contribution to religion ,and education is enormous.

Most of the temples in Taminadu had been renovated by them.

They have two universities, Annamalai,and Alagappa.

The other Thiagarajar is in the offing.

The famous Meenakshi amman temple’s North Tower was built by the Vainagaram family.

These are all but  few examples of their munificence.

Coming to the more mundane things,this clan is offbeat.

Their recipies are mouth watery.

The variety in their menu will dwarf  the sophsticated hotels input .

The houses, better palaces ,are simply beautiful.

Beautiful is a very relative word to portray their grandeur.

The doors with innate frescoes are of BurmaTeak.

The mirrors  are from Belgium.

The tiles and fixtures are  from Italy.

The halls are bigger than  a banquet hall.

The raised platforms on either side of the entrance provides a cosy sitting for the guests.

The central part is open to the sky.

On four sides of thecentral portion runs a broad passage along which we find the private rooms .

This is followed by a  massive dining hall.

The rear portion has kitchens and store.

In most houses the first floor is a repetition of the ground floor.

These people were sea faring too.

They had set sail to Burma, Ceylon, Malaysia, Singapore,Saigon and Indo china.

There they had invested in rice fields , plantation real estates and money lending.

Their jewellery is a work of art.

Their collection of diamonds, rubies, emeralds,gold and silver is breathtaking.

Their accounting is extremely nostalgic.

They were faster than modern calculators.

Their memory was awesome. It was like a hard drive that is  found in computers.

Their money transaction were similar to the modern banking system.

They were perhaps more systematic,more genial.

Modern chettiars are replicas of their forefathers.

My metaphor relates to this small community with large  connections.

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Black is beautiful


Americans have found a distinct leader in Obama.

He is a democrat nominee.

He is the most promising youngster.

Obama is on the way to the white house

I read  a very distasteful write up recently.

The comment “A black in White House”was stinking.

why not a Black?

Any American can aspire to the High office.

More so a black.

 Martin Luther King ,way back,in the 1960’s was a very potential human.

His memory is nostalgic.

Now  it is Obama.

His address to  the people was magnificent.

People ,who heard him talk, were swayed away by his oration.

It was not mere words.

It was impregnable with meaning.

 He said what he meant.

The African Americans did gather a basket of gold medals In the Olympics.

Their laurels made U.S proud.  

This context is not interrupted by  colour.

Is it not a wilful default.?

U.S is a  melting pot of different nations, alien cultures , multiple languages.

The roots of  all Americans are elsewhere.

How do they forget it?

Their subscription to colour is  an ignominy.

The slaves are masters now.

Jagadodharana


M.S. Subbulakshmi was a queen of music.

Listen to her.

Her voice mesmerises you.

Her bhava wallows you up.

Listen to her.

The intensity wraps you.

The melody embraces you.

Listen to her.

You become ecstatic.

You experience the transcendental.

Her music is par excellence.

 

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The Executor of a will


I am no great story teller.

The happenings in my life can make a great fiction.

Fictions are transcriptions of real life.

Aroma. fragrance, frescoes are added to make the presentation interesting.

This feature is about the impertinence of a shoddy man-he being the first male child of the family.

No other credit can be attributed to him.

A will was drafted by  family’s lawyer in 1995.

The head of the family, nominated his eldest son  as an executor of the will and registrd it.

The lawyer was a treacherous crafty schemer.

His wily nature and pranks have ruined many a wealthy family.

The father passed away in 1997.

The will clearly states the responsibility of the executor.

The nominated person should relinquish his office as soon as he accomplishes the duties ascertained to him.

But, this particular man,is holding his post for eleven long years.

His siblings are half a century old.

His nephews have crossed the quarter century mark.

He is a primary school drop out.

He lacks prudence.

but swells in arrogance.

He excels in stupidity,

but poses to be as Solomon -the wise.

He s a bundle of contradictions.

He is past 60 now.

But he is mentally immature.

His mental capacity is that of a 8 year old.

An eight year old ‘s mind  would be full of innocence.

His mind is filled with capriciousness.

The solicitors have thrown their towels.

The family is exasperated.

How to turn this man around?

By advice,

by law ,

or ,

by force.

Know not how?

There is a Sanskrit saying

“sama dana ,bedha, dhandam.’

GOD BLESS THE EXECUTOR”

-executing the family -literally, for a decade.

Professionals


Professionals are a privileged few.

You find professional touch in all arenas.

Let me compile a few,

Make ups need an artistic touch.

Write ups need lucid style.

Cooking needs a culinary skill.

Singing needs a voice modulation.

Dancing needs a nimble footing.

Teaching needs a patient approach

Business needs a sharp acumen.

Art needs a creative impulse.

Sports needs a strenuous effort.

Entertainment needs a jugglery skill.

Oratory needs a command of the subject.

Poetry needs an unfathomable imagination.

Love needs a scrupulous affection.

Bravery needs an undaunted mind.

What not and what else.

Professionals  are a rarity 11

 

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Democracy still alive.


Anwar has found his way to “Putra jaya”

He has won with a thundering majority

He  is condemned as a homo sexual.

He was imprisoned,not once.

He was sacked unceremoniously.

Authority destroyed him.

People have rejuvenated him.

He has risen above all oddities.

This makes us believe, in the power of the masses.

Anwar should rise up.

Anwar should not belie the people’s hope.

He should propel the idea-malays , chinese , Indians are all equals.

Malaysia is a multi racial country.

Each race has contributed  to the progress  of the nation.

Will Anwar make a new leader-above religion, culture, and races?

Time has to tell us.

Still a long way to go.

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Pig’s ears and silk purse prices


I was reading William Buiter’s article.

The learned Professor of London school of Economics has commented thus, while speaking on The Federation’s move.

The Fed has bailed out banks, he says, by buying Pig’s ears illiquid assets for silk purse prices.

First, I was amused by the metaphor.

I chuckled.

After long deliberation truth dawned.

The Fed has messed the whole economy.

It is in deep credit crisis.

I recollect Shakespeare’s words.

Never a lender be, nor a borrower,.

I may have gone wrong while quoting.

I am right in disclosing the meaning.

Fed has robbed Peter to pay Paul.

It has made use of the tax payer’s money to feed the ailing banks.

A necessary evil.

My paradigm

Buy ,what you can afford.

Spend ,what is possible.

Lend not.

Borrow not.

If affluent, give away to the needy. 

Mercy is twice blest.

It blesseth the one who gives.

and the one who takes.

Again Shakespeare.

Today ,he keeps on coming.

I know not why?

Perhaps -an apparition.