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A,B,C for retirees

The first lesson a retiree should remember is his children have not retired from service along with him and he should not therefore, encroach on their time.
The second lesson is he has retired and he is the master of his time.
The third lesson is as he is the master of his time, he should use it scrupulously .
The forth one is he took retirement not for sleeping.
The fifth one is he should wash his plates and clothes and spread his own bed at night and roll it in the morning.
Twenty years after retirement, I’m learning these lessons !
Enjoy your day, if it is day for you there and enjoy the night if it is night for you there.

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Thought waves

You never know when you have to walk alone
So, try to slowly loosen your attachments.
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Ananya, my grand daughter(9), had a noble thought on the eve of her cousins’ return after the holidays and immediately she called for a meeting of other kids ( 6 – 10) and organized a fund raiser for orphanage, in our basement, last night. She  opened a counter with a card board box with an arch  cut-opening for fortune telling. Ask a question on your future . The reply instantly written on a piece of paper, comes out through the counter. I asked 5 questions and got instant replies, and at the end a bill for five dollars!  Divyaa opened a head massage and hair fashioning counter. The two boys, Raaghuv and Nikhil, had a counter for palm paintings. At the end, snacks were served. The session lasted an hour as we, four elders to be served. The service was of top quality.
Their very thinking and initiative were admiring . What I liked most was their initial investment of 45$ from their Own money, so that we won’t hesitate to shell out from our pocket.
A cheque in the name of the orphanage was drawn, including their earning for the evening plus their own contribution.
The little Dhruv is too small to join them. He was crawling around, enjoying the fun.
Let noble thoughts come to us from all sides, including from  kids.
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Clay is good for making pots but never a castle. That doesn’t mean that clay and pots have no value or importance.
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Aspiration is not bad as long as it is not for another one’s belongings.
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If your scriptures, Babas and religious heads ask you to control your anger, they do it with good intention. But in practice, it is not that easy. You will continue to shout at your husband if he, in the busy morning hours, adds a spoon of sambar powder to rasam and coffee powder to sambar. Anger, in some form or other is bound to come out in the form of shouts. In a way it is good as otherwise you will unleash your fury on your colleagues or subordinates or children. Husbands are easily accessible; they are tolerant.
For husbands it is not a problem. They will take take a shower after their chorus to cool off before going to office.
I’m not a Baba or Guru. I talk practically.
Continue shouting at your husbands. For generation, their seniors were doing it at their wives. for no reason. ‘No reason’ I said as there is no record to show that any wife had added coffee powder to sambar, any time in history. I repeat i talk practically.
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Pushing you up or pulling you down- it is your mind first, then only others, money, circumstances, people etc.
So, if you are able to bring your mind under your control, no adversity can affect your equilibrium adversely. Use whatever tools you want, but make an attempt. I’m sure you will win, if not immediately, later when you grow further.
All need some balance
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Running helps in a competition or to catch a thief or a train or to trim you body muscles.
But in life as a whole, after running all the way and when you reach the end of the road, you should not feel that all that speed was unnecessary. Many of us run. Nowadays, running starts soon after you learn walking, right from your LKG days to the NRG ( no- return gate). In the olden days, the elders used to walk, long distance but not run. In between, they used to sit and chew a pan roll . You know pan rolls are ideal relaxers. I remember the leisurely way, my father, otherwise a busy man, used to take his own time to enjoy hIs frequent pan chewing.
So, walk and run only if absolutely essential. But come what may, stop for a while to enjoy a cup of chai, hot tea from the roadside Nair shop or to buy an arm length of jasmine flower garland for your wife or a toy for your children awaiting for your arrival. And reach home in time to spend some good time with your family.
Then, at the end of the road, you won’t be disappointed.
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Inserting both the hands into his pant pockets, raising his head proudly, looking deeply into the eyes of the young man who had come for the interview, the CEO majestically questioned, “what plan,what stuff, what material, what idea, ideas you have to double my earnings in two months, if you are appointed in my company. Give me your answer in two words”
The job-seeker calmly replied,”first, appoint”

The CEO, was a smart man, “I appoint you from today, but for only a day”, he roared, pride protruding at each word, “come on, give me your plan and execute”
“You quit; I will run the show”

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Droplets on the glass door

 
Heavy rains were bombarding this glass surface a few minutes before; only droplets are left on its body now.
If our mind is kept clean and transparent,bad events will have little impact on it.
The water drops you see on the glass surface will vanish soon. So will our worries too.
A little sunshine or the gravitational forces will pull down the drops and the glass surface will regain its shine.
Shortly it will happen, believe me.
 
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Thought waves

Why he stared ?
 
“That rare quality in womanhood, the art of being silent”,
I casually mentioned to a friend.
He stared at me as if I belonged to another planet.😀
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A smart Job- seeker
Inserting both the hands into his pant pockets, raising his head proudly, looking deeply into the eyes of the young man who had come for the interview, the CEO majestically questioned, “what plan,what stuff, what material, what idea, ideas you have to double my earnings in two months, if you are appointed in my company. Give me your answer in two words”
The job-seeker calmly replied,”first,  appoint”
“OK, you are appointed for a day, today,” the business captain was generous,,
“What next ?”
” You quit; I’ll run the show,” replied the young man
 
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Chinese whispers
 
In one of the refresher courses for senior administrators, I attended in Delhi, the lecturer, whispered in the ear of the first person in the first bench a simple sentence . He was to pass it on to the next one and he to the third and so on , all through strictly whisper only.
After the message got circulated through the entire class, The last person in the last bench was asked to announce what he heard.
“My wife has a tail but she is not an animal”- He stood up and announced.
When the burst of laughter subsided, the lecturer asked the first person in the first bench to announce the original message he received and passed on to the one next to him.
“Life is not a laughing matter, but never fail to laugh”
Rumors are calamitous. We generally hear what we like to hear. An administrator should always cross check, especially when his action would affect someone adversely .
Starting from the family relationship, up to the country’s governance, it is essential to ensure that the information collected is accurate .
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Thought waves – light, strong

Two elderly people, mother of a net friend and father of another one, are bed- ridden. I have met both, the seniors.

The old lady is in bed for the past over an year and I know how her son and DIL are struggling , spending sleepless nights to take care of their mother. Her condition is really bad. If I say I’m praying for her speedy recovery, those words are not coming out of my heart. If she continues to ‘live’ in the present condition for a few more months, I’m worried that the juniors have to find a bed near their mother’s. My usage, ‘life’ laughs at me!

Knowing the actual condition, I can’t say, ‘wish her a speedy recovery’.
How to wish her death? Am I human or demon? But the fact is that. And the fact is that the devoted kin are praying for that , not in a temple, but within themselves.
The  father of the second friend, going by the report, is also not encouraging. I vividly remember his smiling face and serious speech full of wisdom and wit, when he released his own book, a product of a decade’s hard work and research . All those are gone. He is not able to utter a legible word now. He breathes through a machine . In the olden days, if the breath stops, no scope for brining back the bird which flew out of the cage. Now we bring it back and  tie to the cage momentarily  for a few days.
A distant relative of mine, passed away last week at the ripe old age of 98/99 peacefully. She had a body wash in the evening, applied vibhoothy on her forehead , went near the pooja room and sat there for a few minutes minutes closing eyes.
Like the peels of a banana fruit, the body fell.
There is a prayer in Samskritham, starting with,
“AnAyasena Maranam…, which my father included in his daily worship. As a child, who knew a few Sanskrit words, I used to wonder, why he, in the pink of his health, was asking for death, may be hassle free.
Now, I realize its purpose. Now I repeat that prayer!
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“Strong winds are injurious to shrubs, due to lilies, thunderbolts to mountains and the wicked to the virtuous”
(Chanakya)
“My son is good, his friends spoiled him,”— We hear; Accept. it could happen.
“My son is good, his wife spoiled him”- Not accepted. No wife does it, as unlike the friends, she would be the first sufferer.
But still if it happens, you are to be blamed as you raised your son as a coward .
Chanakya didn’t say this, but he would have endorsed me, were he alive now.
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Many children cursed as ‘good for nothing’ by their parents in young age are found to be the best supports for the old parents.
Moral : Don’t curse your children . They choose your nursing home.
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When I found one of my stories reposted without mentioning the author’s name, I wrote:
“I’m happy that you loved my story and reposted it. However, As you haven’t mentioned my name, I’m disturbed like the one who finds his wife seated on another man’s lap”
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The sky has never fallen down by your telling a lie or cheating your wife. Only your trustworthiness has and will fall.
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“Aren’t you the same loose-talk Neelandan whom I met in the Guruvayoour Temple?”
“No, that was my grand pa. His name too is Neelakantan”
“You look much older than that orientation- lost old man”
“Oh, that is because I’m married and he remains a bachelor”
“Are you kidding? A grand son for an unmarried oval-shaped oldie ?”
“He had a knack of becoming father, remaining a bachelor.
You will be surprised to know that you are one of my cousins”
“Thank you my brother. I have to meet some one urgently. Good bye”
“Hope the person whom you are going to meet is not our grand pa, that orientation- lost oldie”
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More than your buying a diamond ear stud or a latest fashion wear, if you say one word of appreciation on the food she serves , your wife will get excited.
Every time she serves food, every time you enjoy, say a word of appreciation, she will enjoy it.
Always remember your house is not a restaurant, where you eat, pay your bill and walk out.
And your wife is not your cook or server. She is your wife.
That doesn’t mean that you should not give her any tips. Those tips are ear stud and fashion wear!
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I don’t know who gave him the idea to include, in the return gift -cover, a wedding photo of the newly wed couple.
 
 
 
Within an hour those lovely photos were lying scattered all over the hall, many stamped on by the guests returning after a sumptuous feast.
Not a single gift packet was however, found anywhere over there!
This really happened in Hyderabad and my fried Reddy, didn’t forget to mention in his invitation that the bride was his ‘okkattae koothru, only daughter’. After the girl was married off, he was blessed with another ‘koothru’ and that is a different story!
I missed the second wedding in my friend’s house. Hope he didn’t include the photos of the just-weds in the return – gift pack.
 
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The law of motions

If your son nods his head vertically agreeing with every stupid words of yours, don’t boast that he is the best son in the world. You have made him a coward, if he doesn’t disagree with you at least on a few occasions. Push him out to play with his friends, to get beaten and to beat others. To get scolds and to scold others.
He will improve and his head will start its horizontal to and fro movements. Earlier you do it, better for him. He is growing. He will stand on his own legs. He doesn’t need your spoon feeding. You can retire comfortably.
If there is no change in him , I advice take him to a psychiatrist .
And if there is no change in you, better you meet with a psychiatrist .
A danger is hiding behind the haystack, if you ignore now. His vertical head motion will stop the moment you ask him to marry a girl of your choice and the horizontal mode will start. The vertical actions start again, the moment he marries a girl of his choice and only before her.
His horizontal head shakes ,stored safely on the Desktop, will open only when he meets you.
So, decide now and act. I decided long ago and enjoy the fruits now,

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Thought waves, some heavy, some light


‘ Many’-should not be allowed to become ‘too many’. Anything, money, property, friends, everything should be within the manageable limit, including your attachment to close relatives. That helps in the long run, when a load shedding becomes necessary. Load shedding is unavoidable one day or the other, for any one, including you and me.

 
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Women are selfish. They worry only about their husbands and not others’ husbands.

Men are less selfish. They admire others’ wives more than their own wives.
 
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There is a joy in telling others that you are more knowledgeable than many others- I’m talking about men.

There is a joy in hearing that you are more beautiful than any other, in the neighborhood–I’m talking about women.

There is a joy in hearing that you don’t look your age and in fact look much younger than others of your age — I’m talking about old people.

There is a joy in hearing that your child is very naughty – I’m talking about parents..
 
There is a joy in feeling that ‘I have done my job in this world; let me quit’- i’m talking about myself, but it is a joke!
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There are many outdated, unwanted stuff in our thoughts- People, their behavior, your behavior, their words, your words and so on. Those are waste materials, which serve no purpose and in fact blocks the entry of fresh air.
 
Anything which blocks flow of fresh air into the mind should be completely removed .
 
Not an easy task, but worth trying.
Trash removal is done regularly for a healthy living.
 
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Forgetfulness is a part of old age. Many even forget their names. But none,their wife’s.
 
Not because of fear, but out of necessity. Husbands are shrewd! Wives know that!
 
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IT IS ALL ABOUT CONCENTRATION
“Concentrate on the road, when you are driving.
Concentrate on the key board, when you are typing.
Concentrate on your diet if your belly is blotting.
Concentrate on your children’s friends and habits, when they are growing
Concentrate on your husband if he talks like a Sanyasi or a philosopher
Always concentrate on your wife to lead a happy life”
‘”When do I concentrate on God, SP?”
“That only God can tell you. I assure you, He will tell you at the appropriate time”
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Get married, anyway

“Does bad times always chase one?”
” Yes, unfortunately, it does at times”
“What to do, then?”
“Fight and pray (if you believe in God) or fight and fight”
“Will I win?”
“Fighting is for winning”
“If I don’t win?”
” With a such a suspicious mind, you are fit neither to fight nor to believe in God”
“So, what to do?”
“Get married and pray that you get a good wife”
“If I don’t want to pray”
“Anyway get married. Any woman will be better than you, in self confidence”clouds
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Sivarathry memories

Sivarathri memories are many for me; two are outstanding:
Holding the hand of my father, crossing the Olavakkode rail track and a hill
( which has been decimated now by the ruthless rock bursters) to watch the Kathakali  shows at the Eamoor Bagavathy Temple, which starts at around 10 pm and continues till the dawn of the next day. The program was for nine nights then, now reduced to three. My father used to hold a choottu( an indigenous torch made of the wastes fell from the coconut trees ) for guidance in the darkness. After the show we used to have a bath in one of the many ponds near the temple and have darsan at the shrine. I used to carry a small pouch of rice grains for feeding the fish stock in the ponds and it was a real fun. While returning back home, from a distance an old  nayadi ( untouchable outcast) woman in rags, used to call for alms and my father used to throw a coin or two, which she used to pick up, after making sure that we were at a safe distance. Her call still reverberates in my mind.
My mother’s elder sister was very determined to observe Sivarathri, strictly as prescribed and she used to starve the whole day and night. Evening she moves towards the Kalpathy Sivan Kovil, have darsan there and attend  the religious discourse.Half through the discourse, she goes into sound sleep,lying on the sand floor enjoying the breeze from the big tree in the vicinity, gets up only in the dawn. She had the company of several other  women, who had come for the exclusive purpose of keeping awake whole night!
The empty stomach, enlightening discourse and enticing wind from the banyan tree, all acted as catalysts to induce them into sound sleep on the Sivaratri night, through out which they were determined to  keep awake.
Comments:
 Subject: Re: Sivaratari memories
> From: [email protected]
> Date: Fri, 28 Feb 2014 20:20:13 -0800
> To: [email protected]
> When I read this I literally cried.don’t you Sir feel like crying out loud?
> Where are those simple happy old days?Will they return in the future or are the gone forever?
> If they were not happy days you Sir would not have remembered them.
> The old lady sleeping shows her innocence like a Gopika stree. I am sure she is with Lord Shiva in Kailaasam.
> Hope I am right.
> With respects
> Iyer
>
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Sheer discourtesy!

The moment I saw him in the morning, I wished him, ‘good morning, Dhruva”

He didn’t bother to respond. I smiled. He didn’t even look at my face .
What does this fellow think about me? What is his age and what is mine! The basic courtesies, one should have. And this discourteous treatment is not his first . And when he is pleased, for reasons unknown, he will show his teeth! Oh, he has no tooth. I wanted to say that he will be showering smiles.
If he is from Ocala, I’m from Olavakkode. Let him remember. If he is a Floridan I am an Habsigudan. Let him remember.
Now he is sleeping on my shoulder. Let him get up and I ‘ll show him who I’m.
 appa 1dh