Qualities reveal reality....

The aphorism “Qualities reveal your soul and mind to the world”, though being forged by me, suits every step of every man’s life. It’s quality but not quantity that matters.

For every step one takes or for every action one does, one needs a quality plan and master - mind execution.

He/She may posses a huge amount of wealth, but he/she is said to be wise and rightly characterized, only if he fosters in him, good qualities. The quality of life one leads (or ‘lives’, may be) depends on the quality of his/her thoughts.

If thoughts are good, then he’ll attain fruition and vice versa.
James Allen has stressed, in his famous book, As a man thinketh (rechristened for simplicity, as “As you think”) that :

A dishonest person is not totally corrupt and the honest one is not entirely virtuous.
I go with him.
A dishonest person might have many other good qualities. But this one, single bad quality makes him squalid. So, bad qualities buffet you down very much. So, try coveting more good qualities than bad ones.
So, quality speaks much of one’s real way of life, than quantity. Quality excels quantity.
One must be qualified enough in the league stage to advance into the super league stage of life.
In order to make progress in life, you need good qualities and wise actions rather than showing vice. Good thoughts can provide you a helping hand in shaping good qualities. (I know I am iterating this statement). One must shirk deceptive attitude and proceed with an unerring mind.

I’d like to complete with James Allen’s :

As we think in our hearts, so are we.

I completely agree with him.
How about you?

Moon - Life, semblable, may be...

Rolling my eyelids towards sky,
did I see an a logy round object,
lacking exuberance, twas today’s
moon. Like ours, it’s character amends
everyday. One day …gloomy,
dull, the other day…bright someday.
It’s moon, we admire….
adds beauty to the sky, reaving
sun’s light, brightens the slobbish,
night sky, proliferates the beauty
of the nature. Neither a profligate,
in luminosity, like the sun, nor a
miser alike darkness. It’s something
neutrally forged by Him, may be.
Resembling our life style, may be, not to some..
Fortnight later, it disappears….
Fortnight later, becomes effulgent….
Like, some days very gloomy and,
dormant, in one’s life….
some days bright and gale…
Life is nothing but a cycle of
eventful happenings, may be,
similar to moon, a cycle of
brightness and darkness..

Dull mind....

Mind becomes dull at times....
No thoughts.. No ideas..

For the past three months, I am away from 'studies'. That's forms the main reason.
Yes. Liveliness has gone out of my mind. Very dull... indolent....
No progress being made. Still standing in the same stage of life...

'Inhaling' and 'exhaling' are the two principle jobs in my daily life.. No proper itinerary for a day's work.

Yes. I think I should amend it. I should activate my mind otherwise it will be prone to decay. I think I'll have to be peart and exuberant.

One's mind should never go idle. It has to be effulgent enough. Otherwise life would become a dull stroll towards death...

It's his regime...

He has attained whatever he requires, whatever he craves for,  uncaring
about the consequences. He is someone extra-ordinary. Yes.
He discovers…. invents…
But still insatiable. Wants more. But ‘no problems’ does he feel…
Coz, he’s bestowed with something unique, compared to others, to achieve and attain his longings... He is overreaching… Never stops…That insatiability prevents him from ceasing. He hurtles in the field of science especially. Very fast….
He goes on and on and on……
He ideates  ‘it’s possible’. He is imbued with optimsm.
He has outflanked all others. He is a maven in all events. Yes. He rules every peck of this globe. It’s his regime.
He is “man”. Man is great.

Life...

What is life? Oh! Atman
answer me! what is life?
is it a process? or is it
a creation by anybody?
Or is it the palpitation of
something? or is it a
world of tranquility? or
is it a cavern? or is it
a volcano of indignance?
Or is it a pitch of
gratification? or is it a
progeny of something? or is it
a pool of savageness and
viciousness? or is it a vial for
bloodsheds? or is it an aura of
superstitions? or is it a residence
of serenity and wisdom?

Incessant, frantic inactivity...

Hmm...
Life is boring..
No plan. No work. No mind. No effort. No activity. Nothing. What to do?? Can any one suggest me?

Yes. I have finished my +2. And from April 1, I am free. I was elated for somedays that burden was all over. But nah......

It's 3 months since I worked something genuine. Life has become a bullock cart.. Doesnt flee. But crawls....

Very slow..

Mmm.. Yes. Had a friend here, who used to regale me. Gone..
he has gone somewhere..

Days are spent sleeping...
Tried to refurbish my house. Had no interest, but.

College might start somewhere in the middle of august. Still 40 days more..

I have become indecisive. Sometimes, I get ireful & irascible, thinking how to spend days. Every hour crawls.. but no idea, do I get on how to spend.

I am living a rural area. No entertainment. No amusement. Nothing.
Hm.. Even to get a nice pen, got to travel down 15 kms. Huh!

No fine friends in this proximity.
I am helpless, desperate..
Trying to find a solution to quell this inactivity...
Huh!

Nature – What a creation….

Reclining on my easy chair, I
was relishing the beauty of,
the mauve Daphne, Ah!
what a fragrance does it emit!!!
As sun was giving way for,
the dusk to rise up, it was
welcomed by the plashing
leaves of the rangy eucalyptus,
whose pliable branches ostracized,
some of the leaves, it owned, to the,
mud. Why? Why? Was, enmity, the
reason? Or is that tree atrocious?
Or, are the leaves ragged? ………
..a plethora of thoughts and doubts,
traveled through my mind. So I,
got riled and tried to cease,
probing on that. I rolled my eyelids
towards the sky and glared at the
stars. Inconspicuous.. and at the
moon, very jejune and melancholic
was it.. Bowing down my head, I caught
sight of a cat, with its bright eyes,
staring at me from the facade of,
my bungalow. Trying to hide my,
Fear, I replied it, with my fervid,
Sight on it. Raising from my seat,
I stepped on a grasshopper unknowingly.
Oh ! Oh! What a crime was that ?
Oh! What a mistake was that? Why?
Why should I do that ? What made me
do that? Why did I disturb the eirenic
nature? Oh! Why did I disturb your
creation? Tell me! You divine deity,
Tell me! Tell me!, I cried desperately.

Character..

Easily pulverizable will
be your imperils when,
your helping hands extend
on to the unaffordable...
Serene will be your,
days and happy will
your nature be, when
life is an unerring light,
and joy, its own security.
….Eternally eirenic will
be your life, if you are
benevolently, amiably
characterized. Eccentricity,
abounds when and where
strength of character abounds.
Life is a machine and
character its input,
output relies upon
character. Remedy for
atrociousness and
irascibleness is serenity,
which gives you a joyous,
plight less and peaceful
life to breathe….

No doubt.. He's great.....

You people know, he's great.. No question arises there.
He is really great.. Vow.How melodious will they(his music) be? He loves music, Very boisterous personality. Works hard..Day and Night...
Dusk & Dawn(unlike me..). Never does he get annoyed. Very calm & serene. Very Natural person..

My admiration.. Yes. So many films & albums. All touching your soul and my soul too.
You'll feel every bit of his music. I felt. One in one lakh might be a flop. That too is rare.
Is that Music, which he composes??
Nah, it's something superior than that.
He is divine.
Indolent? Does he know that word. I don't think so..
Very hard working.. No easy goings.. Huh!
He improvises every minute rather than getting satisfied with the first attempt.
Very eirenic will his music be. Yes. Can even make the SUN rise in the west.. This is no exaggerations.. Mind it.

Today, I was hearing some of his old tracks. I was lost u know..
Hey, Try quelling your goose - pimples, if you can, while you hear his compositions. Right?
His music gives us a taste of his superiority & love in Music.
Hey, Music comes from his heart and not from his mind.
But, u know, he is a simple person, but very realistic in his profession. Really god - gifted huh!

Ya. He is none other than A.R.RAHMAN, the man who can make you imbued with joy with his m..u..s..i..c.

A stride for death...

A buffer for want of death,
Climbed an arête with deep breath,
For he had the first heart attack
That shook him with a shock.
A rivulet, under the morning sun,
Had it’s serene run,
By the wayside producing a fetid
Smell creating a sense of trance, for
It had many odd smelling fishes
Ascending and descending
Down the rivulet.
The smell made the old man vomit,
Made him lie down the summit.
Rising up after a deep sleep,
Continued, the old man, his creep.
As the dusk rose up it’s head
The buffer had him fed,
As the temperature had it’s descent
The old man erected his tent.
As the dusk changed to dawn
He made his journey on,
Reached the edge breathtakingly
And glanced at the height wistfully.
The old man, getting terrified,
Hurried down the arête pacified.
As he descended down the arête in peace
He overcame the smell of the rivulet with ease.
Realizing his foolishness to die,
He traveled his way back home.

Crirtic..

Every man in this world is a critic. If a critic is dull-witted, he naturally exalts the value of the work of literature. He magnifies the value of work. In the same manner some glaikit people admire what wise men approve. A Critic must possess a vast knowledge of worldly affairs without which he cannot criticize. If we do not posses the necessary intellectual equipment we will not be able to estimate the true worth of anything. In order to make a true assessment of anything we should posses sense, wisdom and mental balance. So we should not plainly admire anything. We should probe on it to ensure if it is true to be admired. We should be able to see a thing as in itself it really is. There is the need for some sense and a set of values to measure the worth of anything. We should develop in ourselves, a practice of looking deep into matters, probing on it, trying to understand it without any flaw and then admire it if it is right or rise out your opinion on that if you feel that it doesn’t seem to be correct, instead of blind admiration. There is a good critic…

Terrorizing, it was…….

Plodding through a very thick,
forest, a boy was relaxing his
mind, for he had been hustled
out from his dwell for something.
Trying to forget his loneliness, he
did sing songs of various kinds…
which made him feel a bit relieving.
Striding, through the thicket and
through the gusty gale for a
considerable length of time, he
got exhausted and sat down
relaxingly. What am I going to
do for the night? How am I
going to manage the day? What
to do…….he was confused.
Juddering with intimidance,
he searched for water to have
a gulp of it. Oh! Water, Where
are you? Aren’t you humanitarian?
Aren’t you benevolent?.. After a
desperate search, fate gifted him
with a small pond alongside. Noticing
that, he quickened to that pond
and gulped the impure amrita and
forgot the world, till he was awakened
by the plashing shrubs and cuckoo
birds which hinted him that, it was
dawn. Continued, the boy his plod
to infinity, suddenly he was haunted
by devils. Oh! Help Me, I shouted, that
brought my mom and dad from their
rooms, to my enquiry. What made
me go to the forest? I questioned….
Oh!… What a nasty dream was it?
Very incredible, Oh divinity, What
made you haunt me like this?
May such dreams discontinue
in my life..Oh! Creator.

My City - How Liveable it is today? What can I do to make it more liveable?

This was the topic given to me for the state level essay competition which was hosted by THE HINDU jointly with THE UNO, which was held a few months back, and I was positioned third.

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Thoothukudi – An Introduction:

Tuticorin or more recently rechristened as Thoothukudi to match with its Tamil equivalent is the city, I would like to write about being quite close to the village by. This city is also known as the Pearl City (or MuthuNagar
As we call it in Tamil) being the hub center for collection of pearls from the deep sea. This city has played a major role in the freedom movement against the British rule. From the port of Tuticorin was the first ship, which sailed with an Indian flag atop under the captainship of great freedom fighter V.O.Chidambaram Pillai. The Kattabomman brothers, Vanchinathan who have created history with their valor have lived around this port city. Tiruchendur, one of the six abodes of the Hindu deity is about 40 kilometres from Tuticorin. Since 1960’s the new port of Tuticorin has come into being and Tuticorin now is considered one of the major ports in our country.


How liveable is my city today? What can I do to make it more liveable?:

Well now let me come to the moot question “How livable is my city?” Before that let us perceive the criteria that make a city livable. First things first. One of the basic needs namely shelter should be available for its citizens at affordable prices. In Thoothukudi almost everybody has a shelter, even the poorest having holed up in hutments. The city is free of sky scrappers, the houses are little cramped in the city proper, but well laid out around the suburbs where quite a number of colonies having spring up during recent years. The cost of purchasing a land and constructing houses is definitely on the increase but still reachable to middle classes. The Port Trust colony, the Thermal Nagar colony, the SPIC Nagar colony, the Heavy Water Plant colony, the DCW ltd. Colony, the Tac Nagar colony are townships built by the concerned organizations with all necessary infrastructure. One thing about which Thoothukudi can be proud of is the almost non-existence of slum dwelling.
The educational facilities in and around Thoothukudi meet the needs of the children in this place what with a plethora of primary, secondary and Higher Secondary schools. Catering to both Tamil and English medium aspirants the colleges around dishing out degrees in Arts, Science, Engineering, Medicines, Fisheries, Law, Home Science etc. and thus Thoothukudi is firmly entrenched in the educational map of Tamilnadu.
Thoothukudi is a Railway Terminus from where we have access to all corners of our country, it has a non-functional airport (I for one am not able to appreciate the lethargy on the part of civil aviation authorities in providing fuelling facilities for the aircraft, the availability of which should make this airport agog with activities), buses both government and private run ply to the nook and corner of the city and we also have the waterways, the passenger ferry service to Sri Lanka. Though the major roads are well maintained the ones inside the city are full of potholes and need the attention of the civic authorities for carrying out repairs. Traffic congestions do take place despite the best efforts by the police department to divert the lorry traffic to the periphery.

There is no proper drainage system in place and the Buckle Canal needs to be thoroughly desilted for allowing proper flow into the sea. Drinking water to the people is supplied through municipal taps and tanker lorries but the demand far outweighs the supply and here is one area where efforts should be made for conserving water by digging out ponds and diverting the Tambiraparani river water, rain water harvesting etc..

With growing population of both men and motor vehicles, problems of pollution have started cropping up. Though the levels of oxides of Nitrogen and oxides of sulphur in the air may not be as high as in the metros or bigger cities, still I feel the switch over to CNG (Compressed Natural Gas in Delhi should apply to all cities and use of diesel for vehicles should be banned. Littering of plastic wastes is a menace in itself (for heaven sake do not brand me as a campaigner of Anti plastic lobbyists and I firmly believe the plastics are very much need for the sake of improving our national economy and no effort should be made to ban them. Let the Green Peace movement look for different pastures!) and the two-bucket garbage disposal scheme namely one for the plastic and the other for non-plastic must be in place. Here again the municipalities have to be woken up from their deep slumber and made to do what they are supposed to do – keep the city clean.

Job opportunities aren’t many given the kind of recession the country is undergoing through even though we have a few big industries around. However these are enough opportunities to star one’s own industry especially in the processing of seafoods, fishing, salt and related products. The SIPCOT complex at Milavittan provides the necessary infrastructure.

Thoothukudi is a place of varies culture and where communal harmony is quite prevalent. The annual festival of the church of Our Lady of Snows, where a golden chariot is hauled up attracts everyone the Christians, the Hindus and the Muslims alike.

Regarding health care, apart from the Government Hospitals, there are quite a few private ones which have the latest facilities and one need not venture out of town for medical attention except for major surgeries or problems connected with heart. Almost all major banks have their branches around the city and the latest facilities like ATM
(Automated Teller Machine) is being introduced. Cell phone facilities are available (The city police would do well to stop its use while driving) at affordable rates.

Conclusion:

In conclusion I would like to sum up by saying that the major problem confronting Thoothukudi is the supply of drinking water and as already mentioned earlier rain water harvesting must be made mandatory in all buildings. Digging of reservoirs for storing water (the big industries like SPIC, Sterlite, DCW, the Lions clubs, the Rotary Clubs can help in this regard) and diverting the Tambiraparani water before it meets the sea can be thought of.
The two-bucket scheme for garbage disposal should be implemented and the schools around should take a lead in educating the people. The Buckle Canal should be disilted and encroaches around this area should be relocated elsewhere. A citizens committee can be formed to monitor the functioning of civic bodies and the areas of concern like poor road maintainence, sanitation can be addressed to.
Should these be done, I believe, Thoothukudi will be a paradise on earth for one to live.

I conclude by quoting Robert Frost:

“The woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep”.

Dandiprats are most, renowned are some!

Renowned are some men,
Who revolve round the sun,
Egocentrically and uncaringly,

Renowned are some other men,
Who are not self-centered,
And breathe for others too.

Significant for their illegal acts,
Are some goons and glaikit people,

Dandiprats are most.

Some of them, eirenic,
Some, frolicsome,
Some of them serene,
And some yearn to be renowned.

Lepers and handicapped are some men,
Who wish for a flawless life,
Desire to be significant,
And will achieve that feat too.

On the contrary, flawless men,
Try to go by fate,
And will blame it, when under trouble,
Difficulty or inconvenience.

Twas 'Fate' ultimately..

Trying to slake her thirst, on a hot,
sultry summer afternoon, from a
wayside cistern, a girl tried to open
the gauzed door, which provided aegis,
to that cistern. “Is it very resilient to
unfasten? or am I not robust enough?
why should you hurt me, trounce me?
why shouldn’t you allow me to quench
my proliferating thirst? Tell me you divinity!
Am I not fit to have a gulp from this
cistern? Am I not gifted enough to
breathe in this globe? What is spurring
you to deny me from taking it? What
is walling you to grant me allowance?
Are you atrocious? Aren’t you ….
humanitarian?” The girl began to question
the divine as she was reaching the
apex of her dying thirst. Then
ultimately, she, out of desperation,
tried to open the door and tried
it with great diligence, when the
door trashed open and peeping in
through she could find no water in
it. ”All is my fate”, she uttered
desperately and went off in tranquility.

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Started a blog...
But hoping and wishing it a long life...Huh!!

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