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A Pinch Of Salt


Idioms and quotes take us a long way,

As they  elucidate wisdom in a sway,

A pinch of salt leads the fray,

With lot of  profoundity in the  say.

 

 

The idiom holds an in-depth  meaning

That proposes a serious  screening,

Of the  resonant   inquiring

Into an appropriate  dealing.

 

 

Talks with a two-way  ambiguity,

Takes us to a place of incredibility,

Inducing a position of susceptibility,

Making us rave in a uncertainity.

 

 

To comprehend the intrinsic  reliability,

 We need a promising capacity,

To unravel the latent   secrecy,

We require a superb efficiency.

 

 

Pinch of salt carries a taste literally

It also weighs a reference  to sarcasm  really,

Indicating  a distinctive   sting  formally,

 Retracing a  deliberation   instantly.

 

 

 

 

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Ambiguity Belies


Words are differently interpreted,

Actions are typically misunderstood,

Accents are peculiarly pronounced,

Feelings are definitely misconstrued,

Thoughts are freaky evolved,

Demeanour is frequently distorted,

Ideals are regularly devalued,

Hypothesis are necessarily mangled,

As the trend of ambiguity belies.

 

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A Dead Man Pays Tax.


Heard of dead man jumping up.

Heard of dead man showing movements.

Even heard of dead man getting up .

These all occurred immediately  after death

After nearly two years of his death, a dead man had paid tax for the years he was not alive.

Does it seem ridiculous?

Does it seem incongruous.?

  

To top it all, the dead man has not got the receipt  for paying tax  from the department.

Now , it is  eleven years  since he paid tax.

He has to come again to receive the receipt in person.

  

 

The executor of his will, his eldest son, who has paid, is the hero behind the cast.

Is it due to ignorance ?

Is it  a case of misappropriation of funds?

 

The catch is there.

The executor of the will and the department officials know the truth.

I assume a  major part of it has gone to the executor.

Marginal portion to the officials , who helped him to ordinate the device..

 

 

Anyhow , the episode necessitates publication, for the reason that in India , a land of God men, anything is possible.

We know of people  who conceal the income to evade tax.

I am proud , that at least there are few Indians, instead of resting in the grave, voluntarily pay tax for the period of time when they are not alive.

Is it a ghost tale?

Yes , it is a living ghosts  who is the protagonists in this unbelievable anecdote

 

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Infosys Story.


Nandan Nilekani  quit his job and became the Chairperson of Unique Identification Authority Of India on July /9/2009.

It was a surprising decision.

Last week Narayanamurthy sold .13% of his stake for 143 crores.

Yesterday , Sudha Murthy,disposed 2%  of the shares for 430 crores.

In a week, Akshata will  shell out her holdings.

A few days from thereafter Rohan will dispose his equity.

Off, the Muthy’s will set afloat in a Catamaran., as they make hay when  the sun shines

 

 

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Rumpelstiltskin


Fairy tales fascinate me. I read  them ,when my spirits are little down. Right from my schooldays, they have been inspirational.

Rumpelstiltskin, especially, is a magnificent tale ,which portrays greed . Spinning straw into gold, is a metaphor, which insists that skill  makes the impossible into a possibility.

 This fairy tale came into my mind, when I read Infosys  Narayanamurthy’s move to sell his o.13% shares of Infosys for $37 million.Ater this transaction , Murthy will hold 2.38% shares.Infosys was started with $250 , borrowed rom the spouses of six promoters in 1981.

That $250 has been converted to billions. If 0.3% is worth $37million, imagine the net worth o the company. Amazing ,unbelievable, magnificent , are the expressions that strike my mud filled mind. In 1981, I was much worthier than Murthy. In 2009, I come no way near  Murthy.

Murthy is modern Rumpelstiltskin., both in stature and skill . He has  converted  language into billions.  

 

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An Unspecific Viscosity


There seems to be nothing great. There seems to be nothing happening. There seems to be an unbelievable calmness. Thers seems to be a restricted activity. The economy is in a lull. The governance is in a mechanical rote. The people are in a disorganised   schedule. The essence of living is a mulled , mitigated , and attains a serene endeavour.

Nothing is stable. There is an unprecedented rise in the stock market, one day. The next day witnesses a deep truncated tumble.
The economic policies  are totally without synergy and enthusiasm. The simulation and stimulation is proceeding , but without any vigour and interest.

Why is the  infliction so deep?Why is the penetration so incisive?Why is the energising viccitiude not overwhelming?Why is the  verification so excessive?

A deliberation and an an apprehension embarks. The cross section of the society is in profound disturbance.  The viscosity  of the terminal investigations is so thick ,that the element of doubt and suspicion often goes hand and hand with everyinfringement and exercise.

As the dominance of suspicion is keeping things  in a desperate frustrration, as the inquisitive mind is peeping into every dense thicketted  succour, the march towards fine evolution of prosperous pulling is thoroughly disappiated .

A sincere work, a genuine re work and a systematic examination should be performed to amalgamate glory and peace.

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Today -A Drab


Today is certainly a gruelling concurrence. The heat is pompous. The events  lack lustre , look very ordinary and modest.The fugitive inclination is dominating my steadfast grapple of life. The intuition to flee , the thought to disappear , the intention to be elusive are directing me to a site uninhabited. I long to move asunder. I drive to take an asylum in a quiet resort.

Similar feelings seem to come on and off. I dispel it with my usual cheer and bubbling enthusiasm. But today , I wish to relinquish all my responsibilities, shirk all my ties ,disentangle from relevant performance, and pause a little before hastening to a retreat.

The murky feeling, the subdued animation, the subjected composition, and the feverish extractions compel me to take refuge in a hilly enclave away from the delirious  circumspection.

Will I cover up this expedition? Will I be able to slowly fade away from the world of pretensions?Will I  reach the winning pole?Will I swirl down and fall?

The articulate mind is exploring multifarious avenues. The ineffective body is deploring many  anticipatory eventualities. The struggle for harmony is dis quietening the spirit. The reciprocates of  expected sequence is absolutely nil. The resistance to maintain tranquility is  effusive .

The percolating drab is munching the artistically built up architecture.It is shredding the finest effervescence. It is distorting the cohesive bondage. It is dissipating the modules of  measurement. It decries  the wrenched references. The settlement is in the anvil. I know not whether , it is for the good or bad.

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In Digression


Digression  is turning aside,  is a diversion from the main highway,and  deflection from the goal.

The world is in digression. It is clueless. It is unaware of where it is heading too. The dilemma is a  specific issue ,which is depressing the community at large.

The politicians speak emphatically but deviate from the prescribed path. Their harangue is dubious. Apparent relevance is something that deluges the mind , but in depth confirmation is practically nil.

The bureaucrats eloquence is highly impressive , but virtually lead us nowhere.Their policies seem to be informative externally but carry no sense when read deep through.

The education imparted looks to be of high calibre , and extremely knowledgeable,The prescribed syllabus feign favourable quality , but in real it is  worthless symptom of renewed stimulus., most unwarranted for employment.

The industry professes exceptional growth and valued provisions. The charged progress is but a pretension of the manifested promotion. The fraudulent and greed find an enviable stature in the world of commerce.

The professional set up , comprising of auditors, doctors, solicitors, engineers and teachers are placed in top slot by the society. The decorum they profess, and the registry they maintain talk  ill  of their guarantees.

The family background , the nerve centre of the society looks solemn and sober. The protagonists of the martial made up ,distract their partners, by belittling the proposed norms and disallowing tolerance.

The adult stage ,the most vulnerable formation of life,sounds agog with enjoyment and vigour. The assailable age undergoes a shocking severity and a jolting composure by its extra exposure to the much available addictions.

The wandering from the approved suggestions, and addressed refinements push the global reflections into a detested , demeaning reservoir.

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Strange are the ways.


Strange are the ways of men.

Still stranger are the ways of God.

God is watching from above. The wrongdoers will be punished . The good will be rewarded.

This is what the Holy Bible says. This is how Bhagavad Gits interprets. This is the exact portfolio of the Koran.

Right. If God is omnipresent, why so much of horrendous activities take place, Why there is so much blood shed, so much rivalry, so much ill will, so much vengeance and so much atrocities.?

Right. If  God is omnipotent, why not he prevent such terrible actions, why not he stop man killing man, why not he bring  peace, good will. friendship and dexterity?

My queries  may sound critical, may appear radical.

I am not questioning the authority of God.

My argument is that God blesses the evil , by giving them opportunities, by providing them with all  material comfort, and permitting them to usurp  the rights from the rightful proprietor.

Men , who lead a blemish free life, who slog for the potential goodness, who refrain from telling lies, from cheating, from not talking about others, are mercilessly pushed to the corner , by the mercenary, greedy, snobbish, perfidious gang.

Why does this happen?

Is it God’s way of treating good ?

Is it God’s  method of promulagation?

Is it God’s procedural delay? 

Confusion creeps in. My faith in God  is thoroughly shaken.

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The I in you


The I in us is always up in arms.

“It is I who did it, it is I who found it,it is I who spoke about it, it is I who worked for it, it is I who scored high, it is I who caught sight of it.”-goes on the I parody.

We take unusual credit for each and every single deed.

But if anything goes amiss, the I leaves us in a quick relativity.

We mumble,” Really, I do not know, I am not aware of it, I did not see”, so on and so forth, to escape slander.

Why this peculiar affinity to I?

The ego in us  centres around self esteem . It is an inflated sense of self worth It is one’s self.

We take pride in ourselves, in our things, in  our possession and in our capacity.

This is predominantly visible in our civic sense., in our attitude in common places, in our behaviour in  public offices, in our approach towards others.

We keep our houses clean , but throw the dust in the streets.

We restrict our spitting and shouting at home, but freely allow them in common precincts without any hesitation.

We forcibly push through the queue , to get things done,.We exhibit fierce conduct  and  tempestuous rashness.

The I in us shoots up , with  an unexpected tempo, that we tend to forget, that the I becomes You ,in the context of a convention .

 

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