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Parents’ complaints

A friend has a complaint; 

‘My son used to come running towards me the moment he heard my scooter sound on my returning from work, every evening. Now he doesn’t bother even to come to my room after he returns  from work. See how time has changed!’ 

Many parents have the complaint that, in terms of care and love , they don’t receive even a percent of what they gave to their children when they were young. 

They forget their sons and daughters are no more children They have grown up now and that exactly was what the parents wanted!

During their childhood their world was a small circle or a small square limited to their home, toys and playmates. The parents took care of all the needs of the kids. Now they

have many masters to serve, many responsibilities to carry on and many plans to be prepared and executed. We too had all these  burdens but our load was much less compared to that of the present generation. 

We could sit under a tree and 

chit chat and relax. 

The present boys and girls  have no time to breath! 

Still the majority of the present generation love their parents and serve them.

Parents, by comparing their young days with the behavior of their grown up children, are only making their life miserable.

In the picture I stand before the institute where I served


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Random thought waves

‘A rich person is really not the one who has the most
but is the one who needs the least’ —
It takes time to understand this truth but earlier we learn, good for us.
Under great distress she said, ‘I want to join Buddhism, as our gods have failed me’
‘Do you think Budha or Mahavira can do what thirty thousand and odd gods could not do?’ I asked and suggested, ‘believe in you, rather than in this god or that god and as then, you will be the one to be blamed, if you fail’
‘I erred in believing in God?,’ She asked.
‘No, you erred in expecting help from gods?’
‘If not for timely help, what are gods for ?’
‘There is a joy in believing in God. Only for that and nothing more, nothing less’
Some of you may disagree with me. But my firm belief is that if you believe in God expecting a reward, you are for great disappointment.
Like karma for the sake of karma, bakhthi for the sake of bakhthi, is what gives us peace.
I can write volumes on this topic, nut not now as I’m in the same state as my friend is, as we both have suffered the same loss.
Regretting the past and worrying for the future leads only in neglecting the present –
Then, when do we live?
Satamanam bhavati
Satayuh(f) purushas’
satendriya Ayush
yevendriye’ pratitishthati.
Live for a hundred years!
Is it really necessary ? I doubt when I see the agony, both mental and physical of a few with long life, known to me.
If one lives long, his health, both mental and physical, has to be reasonably good. He should not be subjected to putrasokam and other miseries . He should be able to attend to his own needs, at least to some extend.
But, only in rare cases, this happens. And they are blessed.
Otherwise, it is better to die, much earlier, while in good health.
But, the end is not in our hands.
My father never prayed for long life. He prayed,
Anayasena Maranam Vina dainyena Jeevanam; Dehi me Krupaya Sambho Raksha Raksha Maheshwara.’
He knew the world.
At times, when I wonder whether God created man or man created God, my conscious tells me, ‘why worry ? Both ways, it was a good job’
Our body doesn’t suddenly succumb to the subjugation of diseases; it send some alarm bells. It is for us to watch for them and act.
Have a willing to change; you w’ll change.
It is good to have belief in God, but before that, you should have belief in you.

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Live your life when you own it.

Many people in India, especially those who retired from Govt. Service at 60, come to the conclusion that their life is almost over and the remaining period is not worth living. In comparison, I’m amazed at the glowing aspiration and anxiety to live and enjoy life till the last minute, in the western countries. There is no retirement here. Work as long as you are fit. I retired at the age of fifty eight and worked for five years for a private company and would have continued even today, but for the hurricane lashed in my life. A junior at NIN, is now a professor in a leading Institue here at 75 or so and drives his car to the hospital despite his eye- weakness. While strolling on the lawns of the Columbia university, Srikanth told me, ‘Appa, if you can teach any subject well, you will get a job here!’
He, certainly, is not unaware of my age.
Recently, Dr. Vasudevan Kidambi, our family friend was narrating his experience in Boston, where he went for a medical conference. He wanted accommodation for a night and chose a home service in a nearby village as he preferred that.
Excellent ambience, excellent food and above all excellent service. The host was an elderly lady.
You know her age? She was a sweet 15 plus 80!
When the cab didn’t turn up, she boarded her car seat and offered my friend, ‘ get in. doctor,” she invited him. ‘I will drop you in the airport’ . Airport was 20 miles away. When my friend offered payment by cheque or credit card, for accommodation and food, she replied, ‘ if you don’t have cash, you may give me in your next trip’. He was totally a stranger!
The reason for accepting cash for her non- commercial service was, she utilizes that money to serve free food, once a week, for the poor in the village!
She served as a nurse during the Second World War. Once a soldier, always a soldier. Once a nurse, always a nurse.
“My first wife at 95 drives from New York to New Jersey,” claimed John proudly whom I casually met in a park . “I didn’t ask him how many wives, you have?” It was not my interest. But I could guess his age, roughly, if not accurately. He came driving all the way from Baltimore to Orlando- distance of 880 miles!
My suggestion to men and women of all ages is, ‘live your life, when you own one; If it is taken away, and it can be taken away any day, any moment, let that go. Enjoy as a child would when his kite sours up. If the thread gets cut, it is ok. But let it fly, fly high happily, when the thread is intact’