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Aviation Alchemy.


Indian aviation industry made large scale surge  in recent years.

Low cost airlines , Air Deccan , brought flying to the commoner.

Enamoured by the fare, attracted by the discounts, happy with the  duration, elated by the thought of flying , the average  Indian was delighted to participate  in the air traffic.

His joy was short-lived.

The airports levied tax, which was equivalent to the air fare.

Computing the ticket charges, the tax, and the transaction fee,  a ticket became expensive.,very much beyond an average Indian capacity.

A passenger cajoled by the comforts of flying ,had to give up and return to train journeys.

Air Deccan lost its charm and quietly passed into the hands of Kingfisher.

It was a transition,smooth, but beyond comprehension.

On 15/October/2008. Jet airways ,  and Kingfisher ,private airliners entered into an agreement, much to the bewilderment of the public, as they were  arch rivals. 

Nearly 1900 .probationary officers, of Jet airways, irrespective of thier departments,300 .staff,of Kingfisher airlines were sacked, much to the chagrin of the workforce

A protest was held in Andheri , Munbai by the retrenched employees, who offered to work for 10.000 ,sans any perks and allowances.,  a sad, pitiable subjugation of the staff..

The spokesperson of the airlines , were reluctant to call back their announcement.

Their argument was that they had been compelled to resort to such actions to bring down the loss.

Praful Patel , stated that the government will not interfere into the  issues of the  private airlines.

Naresh Goyal,  the chairman of Jet airways made a dramatic announcement on 16/Oct/2008,that he has reinstated the 1900 employees.

His melodramatic proclamation they are “my family —can join work from tomorrow(Friday).I  cannot see tears in their eyes,.It is not under political pressure. ——–,It is my personal decision as father of the family.”

What a turn of events!!

Unbelievable, Unimaginable .’Tears in the eyes of 20 year old,’ ,’Father of a family,’

What is really happening. ?

This sacking and reinstating ,all in  a hurry, is sacreligious.

Is it  any pressure, any manipulation, any threat, any compulsion, any commitment ,that has brought this quick transformation.

What is the alchemy behind such an incongruity?

Naresh Goyal is a villain, and a culprit  in the guise of a hero.

A tragicomedy has been expeditiously staged with exhibiting grandeur.

The latent histrionic skills display have a ridiculous melodramatic impact.

The Indian ineffectuality has been converted into an eventuality.

The politician ,and the elite have conjoined viciously , have  contradicted the Indian tolerance,  have strangled the Indian naivety,have conjured the Indian innocence, have misconstrued the Indian faith,and have underplayed the Indian talent.

The Indian is unceremoniously let down. by his elected representative and the elite ,alike.

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Grass will grow.


Economy is the pet subject.

It kindles both awe and inspiration.

David callaway’s write up in Market watch ” Rushing to see the apocalypse”  excels in lucid description

His distinctive style is found in his presentation ,which is a beautiful mix up of economy and imagery.

The engulfing flame of the  Angel island looks like the portfolio of a buddy scorched by the inferno raging globally.

It is a beautiful illustration and  a rich comparison.

Fire is a great destroyer.

It chars its hold to ashes.

Investors money have been eroded to embers.

He  jots down another striking phenomenon, by catching a glimpse of the passers by,

These  workers nodded and laughed knowingly, unmindful of the burning fire,and headed to the boat.

It seemed something natural, something common, something that needs little attention, something that will find a regular close,something that cannot be prevented, something that is unavoidable.

Economy is one such thing , that will settle perfectly , if left alone.

The ups and downs in the indices’s, job displacement, wage losses.industrial disaster are all part of the game.

History is the best teacher.

It tells us of recession, of booms, of falls , of glory,,of wars ,of peace, of fights, of reunion, of turbulence, and of prosperity.

Life is punctuated by prosperity and penury.

Business is alternated by  success and failures.

Oil , which was as high as 150$, is now at he level of 75$.

Did anyone imagine?

Stock market highs were a mere speculation.

Stock markets low are but a nostalgic fact.

Callaway concludes with a note of hope.

While returning home ,before sunset, he saw the charred remains of the Angel Island.,and wondered how many years it would take the island to resurrect. and regain its charm.

The next days paper was an eye opener, The experts had said that grass will grow during winter when rain comes-and look normal during spring.

I am  reminded of the famous line

 “when winter comes can summer be far behind?”

I recollect Newton’s law of motion.

“For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.”

 

 

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Deep Down .


Deep down the sea,

Deep down the valley.

Deep down the heart,

Lies the unfathomable,

Encompassed by water,

Enlivened by pastures,

Engulfed by  emotions.

It is a crystal blue,

it is a green hue,

It is a greyish clue.

It is a lively resonance.

It is a colourful appearance,

 It is a rejuvenated presence.

Flowing merrily.

Posing majestically.

Reequipping  thoughtfully,

Deep down shrouds the unfathomable.

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Banish Fear.


Indian Finance Minister has advised people to remain calm.

He says, “For every seller there is a buyer “so deliberate before you sell.

Will anyone think of selling in this  turbulent market?

Does  not selling  stocks seem whimsical at this concurrence?

Shares bought at the height ,will fetch a paltry in lows.

An investment of 25,00,000 .RS ,is now in the level of 12,00,000Rs.

The ups of the sensex  index were mere speculation.

The downs are beyond imagination.

Both are a fallacy.

There is eerie of silence, extraordinary pain, and unfathomable delinquency ,prevalent all over.

In a way, the Public sector banks  in India , are fairly under control.

Their steady advances, low profile status, apprehensive allowances, firm stature,guarded approach,trying regulations ,and definite targets have enabled them to  withstand the bloody streaks.

Economy has run astray in the hands of treacherous politicians and avaricious executives.

A nation cannot  continue to pamper the manipulation and dastardly acts of the governing representatives.

Sobriety and frugality should set in.

Rending cheer to the morale of the people is not sufficient

Asking them to be composed , is a  slipshod compromise,

The real effort lies within the goverment machinery. 

Frugality  in spending, simplicity in behaviour, transparency in transaction, impartiality in advances, methodical in investments, justice to all, financial inclusion of the poor, nominal interest, making repayment of loan a must to all sections,are certain allocations the  Finance Minister has to look into.

I retrospect the restricted era of finance.

I introspect the periphery of liberalised epoch of economy.

I realise the values of self strength,undaunted faith ,inimitable tolerance.

Shakespeare gives me the cue,

 ” No one can master the grief except the one who has it.”

The intrigued investor has to endure the pangs  with stoic fortitude,all by himself.

 

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Sister Alphonsa.


Anna Mutathupandathu, became Saint Alphonso  on 12/0ct/2008

She overtakes  Mother Teresa.

Pope Benedict XVI canonised her as Saint Alphonso of Immaculate Conception.

Born in Kerala,in 1910,Anna  was a staunch catholic.

She took solace in the cross,and realised it was the only source to reach the Holy Father.

She burnt her feet , to escape marriage and enter nunnery.

Her short life was devastated by illness.

She remained brave and stoic,compassionate and benign all through her life.

After her death , miracles  did happen.,still they manifest to the faithful

Many a child has been cured of their handicaps and physical derangements

Her grave is a shrine.

She had won the hearts of the people around her  by selfless service.

Her philanthropy was never publicised .

Her service was confined to the community around her.

Bearing the physical frailities ,she worked for the uplift of the people.

After her untimely death, people who visit her shrine are blessed exceesively by her.

Her life extolls the faith in God.

Things, which pass unnoticed by many , catches the attention of few individuals.

Deeds ,which were termed simple,now are phrased as wonders.

Actions ,which were bracketed as facile, are presently targeted as onerous.

Sister Alphonsa  has been canonised as Saint Alphonso.

Modesty ,was the prime motive of Sister Alphonso.

Humility ,was the chief  drive of this saint.

There is no recipe for such people,

She is her own reward.

Let saint Alphonso bless her children with  mirth, wealth and scholarship.

Amen

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Governance.


The art of Governance is an explanation of propriety and reformation.

Propriety is ownership.

Propriety  can be distinguished as Public and Private.

Public includes ,state  in general and its sub categories -in particular.

Private indicates exclusive ownership of a person or a body.

Public governance invites excellent personals,  extreme discernible, prowess,empowered grip, enormous capacity,enviable virtue and endless patience.

 Unfortunately,modern world,epitomizes poor governance.

 Taking Indian governance , as a case study,

We discover many deformities. irregularities. and wistful misdeeds

Bad roads, power cuts, hike in fuel prices,  abnormal rise in  prices of essential goods.community clashes.

political mis demeanour,imperious audacity of the ruling party,snobbish reaction of the bureaucrats.are a few decrying assimilation of Indian Governance.

Free Televisions are distributed in Taminadu, which goes without power for most hours.

One kg of rice for one rupee, sold in ration shops, most of it reaches the wrong targets.

Communal clashes in Orissa, involving of burning houses, and raping. a nun.

Bomb blasts in all directions, south , north, east and west,at regular intervals.It is marked by loss of valauable lives.

In India,

Merit does not find a place

Quality cannot be tracked .

Integrity cannot be deciphered.

State is not the focus.

Instead

Fallacy occupies the prime spot.

Inferiority draws to the fore.

Treachery forces into limelight.

Family of political leaders rushes to the stage.

Indian  democracy  can be defined thus,.

It is by the family,for the family  to the family  (family of Political leaders-implied)

Family usurps the Nation.

Family is enriched.

It wallows in wealth.

Nation is tarnished.

It wriggles in debt.

 There is little or no governance in the largest democracy.

Many democracies have taken India as their role model, in recent times.

U.S is penalised for bad governance,

The economy is blood stained.

U.K is steadily falling into the ambush.

It is facing a near recession.

It is facile to acquire tainted curriculum.

It is hard to imbibe  incandescent,pure, syllabus

 

 

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Impulsive Instinct.


Go by your conscience.

The dictates of instincts are mostly reliable.

Apprehensions ,deliberations,resist us in taking decision. Impulse moves us to the verge with such acceleration, that before we could realise ,the finale is accomplished.

Caution, urges us to weigh , to think,to consider, and then react.

Most opportunities are lost ,by  these relentless considerations.

The command of the instinct is a possible product of the subconscious mind.

The mind is most active.

It works on the projects, promises, and profits, before letting out the impulses.

It comes out with the best possible answer to our dangling queries.

Impulsive instinct automates itself during  most critical situation and urgent diversions.

They become handy to air pilots, in times of unforeseen  danger.

Lesser mortals like birds, animals are governed by  this power.

They send signals of the approaching danger, react unusually in times of storm ,rain,and fire, able to recognise the most tragic events -death, destruction.

They  feel the premonition,early ,well ahead of Man.

We miss the phenomenon,as we tire the mind with probings of what?, when? why? How.

This uncalled exhaustion and  unwanted restrictions distance us from the natural recourse.

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World is being wiped over.


It is a complete sweep.

Stocks all over the world tumble.

Banks all over  the world crumble.

Job ratio all over the world fumble.

Oil all over the world stumble.

People all over the world tremble.

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A deadly aberration, A lively correction


Does the caption sound odd?

I can see many an eye lifted,  find a twinge in the lips , and a frown in the forehead of the readers.

It makes you wonder, what it is all about?

Two diametric, diagonal, phrases seamlessly conjoined.

A couple of days back , I read the tragic shoot out , by Karthick Rajaraman.

The stock jeopardy, had inflicted financial constraint in this man , of exemplery educational background.

He extended his paternal care ,by ending the life of three promising youngsters, his sons.

The eldest was a Full Bright Scholar, the othr two were very young, just 11 and 9 years, very erudite and diligent students.

His wife was also a butt of his vexation,

His aged mother-in-law also, succumbed to Karthick’s agitated move.

Karthick , has over stepped his limitation.

I was absolutely appalled by this incident,which kept on nagging me for days together.

A day back, I chanced to read  a harrowing experience of an illiterate woman,Lakshmi

She is uneducated, abandoned by her husband,.

After initial years of infatuation , the man treated her brutally.,

On one such occassion ,she lost her unborn child.

She  became a domestic helper..

Years rolled on.

One fine morning, a police  inspector informed her that her husband is in police custody ,for murdering his second wife.

This poor damsel, rushed to the prison , and was shocked to see him in dishevelled condition.

Life sentence was imminent for such a gruesome act.

His infant daughter was about to be adopted by the orphanage.,

 To every body’s surprise, she took charge of the child..

The formalities were completed., after her husband signed the proposal form.

She returned home with the child. sending sensational signals to her patrons. 

 Her next move ,was  even more surprising than her adoption.

She admitted the child in a play school.

She firmly resolved to supplement the girl  education and nourishment by working extra hours.

I contemplate,

An affluent educated man’s attitude is  an echo of thorough cowardice.

A poor illiterate woman’s  outlook is   resonant of fine stoicism.

He has killed his own children.

She is bringing up her foster daughter.

He had his kith and kin., to fall upon.

She  has none to support.

These  are transcription of real life.

One is fear and iresoluteness

The other is grit and  determination.

Laksmi seems to say,

Come ,what may, I will prolong. She is akin to “The River”

“Men may come, Men may go.

But I go on forever.”

My  gnawing mind settles down to an unbelievable ease.

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Invocation to Saraswathi.


Saraswathi namas thubiyam,

varathe kama roopini.

vidyarambam krishyam.

sidhir bavathume sadha.

Today is Saraswathi pooja.

Saraswathi is Goddess of knoweldge.

Hindus offer prayers to Saraswathi.

Factories ,and the work force celebrate this event with ardent fervour.

The machines are cleaned, greased and the  building is spruced up .

Workers gather in the morning.

Poojas are conducted .

Prasadams are distributed.

A perfect understanding develops between the employer and employee.

The workers disperse with less strain and more gaiety,mostly unusual during week days.

A similar trend  goes on in Offices, Banks, more so in all institutions ,whatsoever.

 In the Temples  music recitals are held.

The people enjoy  grace and divinity in the same platform.

Abishekams, and exclusive chanting of slokas are held to honour Saraswathi.

Domestic reverberations  include singing songs in praise of the Goddess.

All gadgets,cars, two wheelers, refrigerators, stove, mixie, grinder, Television. Computers, washing machine,telephones, what not and what else, are wiped  with such vigour, so that they look anew.

They are smeared with sandal paste and kumkum, and flowers are decked on them.

The pooja is performed by the family head.

Coconuts, banana, betel leaves, rice pori  and other savouries like sundal , vadai are offered to Goddess.

 Lamps are lit.Aarathi is taken,

The family ,then partakes the food prepared with care and love.

Neighbours exchange their snacks and pass on pleasantries to each other.

Hindus  appease the Goddess in a grand style.

Saraswathi reciprocates  by blessing her devotees with wisdom.

It is mirth and beatitude in one stroke

It may sound epicurean to the aliens.

It may represent an expression, intangible to many.

It may reflect an image ,elusive to most.

It may appear like a depiction, alienated from reality.

To the Hindus, 

It is a the wholesome faith, that is transpired

It is the piety that is transcribed.

It is the devotion that is elaborated,

It is the trance that is experienced.

It is transcendental,celestial and divine.

it is an experience, which cannot be defined.

Trance  may sound abstract.

In real terms.

It is an exuberant exhilaration

Sree Saraswthu namosthuthe,sings Dhikshitar, one of the trinities of Carnatic music,extolling the Goddess of Wisdom.

 Let  us join him.

My obeisance to you,  Mother of  learning.

Bless me with wisdom ,wit,  and wonder.