Monthly Archives: December 2009

A Day More To Go

 A decade  is about to come to a close. The curtains are in the verge of reaching the bottom.The stage ,where all men and women  were performing their part significantly or irrelevantly, is going to be dismantled.

A fresh platform is pushed forward with enthusiasm and exaltation, with anticipation and apprehension, with determination and deliberation.

Some of the participants of the earlier drama would have left for heavenly abode.Certain others would have retired to the shelter, exhausted of the events. The balance are still in the arena exhibiting their talent and exercising their might to win over.

Again, the remaining, along with a new crop of  participants have rolled up their sleeves  to enter the fresh decade 20010-2019  with renewed vigour and refreshed power.The refreshment  comes from the fresh young activists ,who are willing to take the challenges as opportunities.

Yes, challenges need to arise, as they bring with them elaborate qualifications  and introspection.

Fleeing from the opposing forces is a cowardly reaction.

Facing them with an open heart, sincere effort and serene virtuosity ,,is the application that would be much rewarded.

The world is full of jugglers, wicked hearted,venomous minded, deceitful characters.I  should not ascribe the word “full’,at this juncture,but restrict myself to the term ‘at the most’.

Identifying the good from the bad, the innocent from the evil, the genuine from the sly, is a herculean task.

We have to have a keen insight, a clear vision and an exact precision to find the real goodness from the feigned illusion.

In practicality,the harm ,the devilish disarray,will  be appealing, as they show the path to reach the destination without difficulty.

The goal  will be within your grasp, but seem to be elusive. It is like a mirage. You jump, you try, you force to catch it, but it eludes you. The easy path has led you nowhere. You move towards destruction.

The illustrious withdraw from these provocations. They think not aloud. They decide not openly. They act not hastily. They progress not in vain. They attain the glorious status ,in measured steps,in modest movement.

So, as we embark on the new decade, starting with 2010, the year has a beautiful rhythm twenty ten,let us prevail upon rashness, let us control temper and derision,let us refrain from harm and evil.

Coming to the positive remarks, let us toil towards prosperity and progress, let us improve quality and credibility, let us empower  achievement and atonement.

Finally, a call ,most common uncommon, let us become more humane and more benign.

Shall we?


Thrown Out Of The World.

It was a voluntary escapism.,as I took a flight to my second home Malaysia on 23/12/2009

It was a beautiful Wednesday morning.Unusually, the bumpy ride from Madurai to Tiruchi,turned out to be a joy drive.
We reached Tiruchi at 7.15 a.m, well in advance to the reporting time.After clearing the immigration formalities by answering few frivolous questions put forth  by ,  the scrutinising officer  “,when did you last came to India and through which port?”.The passport was in in his hands,with all the evidences in  black and white. I wondered , why do they ask such irrelevant questions. I meekly ,keeping my face like a dumb idiot , answered.Satisfied , with my feigned ignorance, he affixed the stamp.

The flight was on time. Air Asia  took off at 9.45 a.m. It was a simple flight with no frails and coquettishness..It gave the basic service. Food was served at cost. Beverages and snacks were also sold . The price was abnormally high. But ,as our flight was crowded with tourists who had brought with them young children, could not but buy the items at the cost quoted. If they gave a thought to the price, then their young ones would create a pandemonium  in the flight. Air Asiaa would have scored on this sale.

Reaching Kualalumpur  at 3.45 p.m, we got the immigration clearance  in no time.  We made our way to Concord Inn, near KLIA. Had a quick shower, and vegetarian Malay dinner. Waking up next day, early in the morning, we had a luxurious hot bath and a complimentary  breakfast buffet. Then we rushed to Putra Jaya ,to the immigration office ,to get our second home visa extended for another 10 years.We submitted the application, but we had to furnish three more formalities to procure the approval.

Driving towards Teluk Intan, our home town  in Malaysia ,we  experienced the heat and rain at the same time. We got home for lunch.Made a quick preparation, as I have to do all my chores here ,unlike in India, where there are trained personals to take care of the house and cooking. After lunch , dozed off in my couch. There was no sign of any life around me. The phone did not ring, the clock did not chime, the buses did not hoot, there was no clatter of utensils, no loud mouthed aides around. It was silence, silence all the way.

I rose from my siesta. I took the receiver of the telephone. It was perfectly dumb. The clocks have stopped working,and there was neither  buses in my road here.,nor domestic helpers to create a mess most times, or exact harmony at less times. It was only both of us , the husband and wife staring at each other,  

Truly, Teluk Intan is my second home, far different from the first,Madurai, which hosted me ,still nestles me with love and affectionThe second one has given me a partial shelter, in my fifties, nurtures and protects me from the taunts and trials of  my livlihood.It makes me more relevant , more appropriate and most meaningful.

Ecofriendly Disorientation

The Copenhagen summit has concluded with compressed results.

The deliberations were not focused . Obama had to bring about a forced acceptance.

Most nations negated the proposal, put forth by U.S along with its environmental comrades India , China and brazil.

The climate change is due to the disregard  of nature .

The age-old customary affliations have been grossly rejected.

The area around us is totally eco distracted enmity.

A f ew years back , there prevailed a living close to nature.

Nature was worshipped.

Any dishevelment to the plausibility of Nature was considered a transgression, a sin , an aberration.

The life was simple. Electricity was used to the minimum.Most domestic work was done by hand.

The house was cleaned and mopped manually.There was no sign of Vacuum cleaner.

The flour was pounded by hand,the bread was baked in an oven worked with fire wood, the cooking was done in a stove also  by firewood. The pounding machine was a late advent. The micro wave oven and the electric stove were unknown .

Washing the clothes was a done by  scourging  with hand, washing and rinsing with water pulled out from the deep well.Washing machines did not exist.Electric motors were not thought of.

Bathing was performed with warm water prepared in a boiler  by igniting coal.Geysers were a strange product.

During cold winter ,warmth was exuded from the fireplace, again kept alive by the firewood.

Rice was boiled in an earthen pot.Pressure cookers and rice cookers were never heard of

Lights were lit at six in the evening. The big lamps were cleaned and filled with oil .at dusk.The thread was soaked in oil and at the stroke of six in the evening they were lit.

Televisions, DVD’s,computere were not reckoned . The pastime was the congregation in a community hall, where  events  like dance , vocal and instrumental music were held. Dramas were enacted with much adherence to reality.The stage was a simple platform devoid of blinding light and jarring sound.

There was no amplifier to louder the rendition. It was a deliverance of personal ecstasy.

People ate natural food, practised natural formulas, lived naturally, slept in natural settings bereft of aircons, room heaters,.

They eulogized Nature.

In turn nature blessed them with fortunes and heavenly bliss.

As man started to ill treat the environment, it also gave him back with built-in venom and revenge.

The Copenhagen summit thus ended in a fiasco.

The Sunshine And The Sunset.

The marvels of nature  are  so many, that we hold our breath when we think of them.

We get agog when we see the beautiful sunrise in the morning.

The experience is so tremendous and terrific.

The fiery ball ,radiates illumination all throughout the day, specifically to a part of the earth, which propagates day light.

The other part assumes darkness ,and night is felt.

This is not due to the transit of sun , but to the rotation  of earth.

The sun rises in the east. The early hours of the day ,present a pictorial delight , which we miss as we lay cuddled in our cosy bed  unable to drive the slumber which wraps up profoundly in the morning.

The portrayal is most impressive when we perceive it from the sands adjoining the beach.

The rosy  round cherubic sun makes a gentle stride ,sluggishly takes a stroll in the beach.

Then ,gathers momentum,gradually rises up the blue ocean . The colourful realism is so overwhelming . The dark pink sun over the bluish overlapping tide , the brown sand in the forefront advances a dramatic indulgence.The combination of rosy pink, greenish blue and brownish beige sensationalize the spectator.

The delight is so bounteous that we get enwrapped by the divine beauty.We lose ourselves in the  enchanting manoeuvre.

The sunset also is equally fantastic. This time  a change of venue would be most attractive.

Let us settle in  the green hills, which exhibits  as the back drop.

Rubbing the eyes ,with a moist hand .we should get prepared to espy this celestial glamour.
The tired sun, after a twelve-hour shoot , is attempting to descend among the hills and hide its blinding light among the green vegetation.

It exposes a pale pink , with a tint of  mercurial glossiness. The  brown hills with dark green trees , are interrupted by  a steady  flow of  glistening water , pose a nestling place to the exhausted sun.

The hills throw a warm embrace and the sun nestles close to the rising platform, nudging its exterior  on the motherly mountains.

Here , apart from the presentation of grand eloquence of colour , we feel a transcendental experience .

This peculiar transit refers to  a godly assignment .

This blissful apparition diffuses us  .We rise above the earthly shortfalls , shirk vigorously from the mundane trespasses,.

A kindly graceful hand seems to lead us to the joyous heaven.

The experience is an  evolution of exhilaration


A Consortium

A combination relevant,

A constellation approved,

A system endorsed,

Form a consortium.



A group of lenders,

Mostly a host of bankers,

Mainly a committee of financial reserve,

Structure a consortium.



A column of policies,

A compilation of rules,

An extension of principles,

Render a consortium.



An alteration in loans,

A modification of customary credit,

An amalgamation of fund flow,

Elaborate the consortium.



A mutual admission,

A comprehensive appreciation,

A composed credibility,

Sequence a consortium.



A scrupulous  follow-up,

A timely rendition,

An accurate work out,

Gather the consortium.


An association of  ventures,

A syndication of patents,

A pooling of  investments,

Link a consortium.



Man Of The Year

Times magazine has nominated Bernanke as the Man of the Year.

The citation reads that it is he who has averted the tumble-down of the economy by introducing stimulus  package along with Henry Paulson.

This comes in time, when his reappointment as Chairman of Federal  Reserve. , is being put up in the Senate Banking committee.

The committee flogged him for his dormancy when the banks hit the hilt with bad loans.

Today , he has been addressed as Man of the year.

Contradictory  is it not?

Bernanke himself accepts  that there is truth in both views.

The Fed slipped  while overseeing the safety and soundness of banks.He quips without the massive bail outs the nation would have diffused in a murky economic crisis. He and Paulson have worked on these plans to pull out the country from dire consequences.

Bernanke deserves this plaudits.

To err is human , but to correct oneself after acknowledging the error is greatness.

Bernanke has done just that.

His success lies on his rationality.

Banking On Bankers

“Rescue the Nation” is the clarion call of Obama  to the bankers.

The banking sector has done well ,with the bail out package .

Citi and Wells Fargo group have declared to pay off the TARP funds by selling securities.

Almost 75% of the $245 billion would be repaid by the banks.

As the tax payer has helped the banks to  work profits and become liberated , now the President feels is the duty of the bankers to help the nation.

Obama is sadly mistaken.

The bankers will never take a step forward to resurrect the nation.

They are indulging in selling securities and stocks to keep the Fed at bay.

Thus they can loosen the clutches of the government and escape the regulatory body’s attention.

They can now make heavy bargains on salary, perks and bonus.

The bankers will manipulate, will be prompted by greed, will be instigated by malice  to fill up their coffers.

They will be busy in their own way, preoccupied in their own deceit, that the thought to get back the nations on its feet will naturally fall short of their terms.

Obama is innocent to believe them.His call will fall on deaf ears . He will definitely be mortified  by the bankers .

He has to eat  a humble pie.