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Dr N. Vijayakrishnan Nair Sri. Babu Sebastian .T.J Trustee Member

President

Adv. K. Krishnakumar

Sri. Alexander P Jacob

Jt. Secretary

Sri. V.U. Kurup

Sri. Nizamudeen

Sri. P.V. John

Member

Prof. R. Ravindra Panicker Member

Sri. P.V. Subramonian Hon. Secretary

Sri. M.R. Manoj Member

Treasurer

Member

Member

Sri. V.A. Premkumar Member


Warm greetings, dear Members… This is the first time that I have been able to address all of you through the ‘Second Home’. Though it is a routine practise for the President of the Club to pen a message in the Club magazine, I would like this to be more than the usual mandatory obligation and rather as a very sincere communication. Your Committee has been able to make quite a few major inroads into streamlining the functioning of the Club and steering it in the right direction. Most of the service points have been pulled out from the red and solutions have been found for many critical issues. There is substantial progress in the up-gradation work of the P Subramoniam Hall complex and we hope to commission the newly air conditioned dining hall very soon. An effective waste disposal system has been put in place and routine maintenance works are being carried out on a need-to basis. Regular entertainment programmes are being conducted and due attention is being devoted to ensure that all Members truly get a “second home” experience in the Club. It would be sheer lack of gratitude if I do not acknowledge the large mandate that you have given us in the last Club elections. On behalf of the entire Executive Committee, I thank each and every one of you for the massive support extended and request your continued patronage. Wishing you a merry Christmas and a prosperous 2013,

Babu Sebastian T J President

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Dear Members, It gives me great pleasure to communicate with you through the columns of the Second Home and keep you abreast of all the major happenings in our Club over the past months. The new Committee that you elected is well in place and we have been able to make substantial headway in almost all areas of operation. The General Body has already been convened twice and the constructive deliberations have resulted in actionable and sustainable solutions for many serious issues. However, we are facing a very serious situation with regard to power supply, especially in the backdrop of the KSEB issuing notice to cut consumption or face disconnection. We are exploring various options available to tackle this situation. I would like to use this communication to draw your attention and serious thought to a major facet of our Club life – Club Management. Each election culminates in a new Committee in place to manage the affairs of our Club. We have among our Members many distinguished people; persons who have made their mark in their respective professions specifically as well in society in general. Though they are regular visitors of the Club, it is seen that they shy away from playing an active role in the management of the Club. It is my reading that such people of calibre tend to keep away from mainstream club management purely because of not wanting to undergo the trauma of being viciously personally targeted in issues concerning the Club. All members of the Committee have specific responsibilities assigned to them and each one is putting in the best that they can. However, most often they find themselves at the receiving end of a fault finding exercise. This has to stop. While I do not discount that there can be lapses and that these should be duly pointed out for corrective action, our reactions need to be dignified and measured. I urge all of you to actively encourage sincere efforts and constructively criticise omissions. This, I feel, is the only mantra to ensure that the rich talent and capabilities of many of our Members, now lying dormant, is made available for the good of the Club. I am sure that all of you will realise the good intention behind this call for reformative action. I would also like to use this opportunity to thank each one of you for the great support and faith you have placed in us by electing us this year and assure you that we will ensure that you have the satisfaction of having made the right choice. Wish all of you a very joyful Christmas and a very happy New Year,

P V Subramonian Hon. Secretary

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Dear Readers, “Finally, the Second Home is out” – this would probably be the first reaction from many of you. Yes, the first edition of our in-house magazine this Club Year is out after a slightly extended gestation period. Though it is not my intention to justify this delay, I request you to spare a few moments to ruminate over a lament of mine… In stark contrast to a commercially published magazine, an in-house publication like ours sports a very different character. There are no hired professionals or paid freelancers who pen their regular columns and features, or ace photographers who come out with outstanding images of crucial or sensitive or creative moments captured through the eyes of a camera; nor are our pages filled with advertisements of all hues. The main ingredient in the recipe of the ‘Second Home’ is the contribution of our Members and families; the photographs of various Club events and the like take the second seat. It is sad, though real, that of late, there is a serious dearth of contributions from our members and families towards the contents of the Second Home. Repeated requests through the ‘Chronicler’ and several notices put out have not resulted in the desired outcome of increased participation. Most often, it comes to a point where the Editor and other Office Bearers holding responsibility for the magazine have to short-list persons who might be willing to write an article and then relentlessly pursue them for the same. The bigger element of my lament is that the many of the multitude of accomplished scholars, professionals and creatively-oriented persons amongst us hesitate to write for the club magazine. Our magazine will certainly have poems and articles written by children also – one of the main motives behind having an in-house magazine is to provide a window of expression to the entire member and family population. This should not be a deterrent. No Editor or Editorial Board alone can ensure the publication of a good in-house magazine – the members and families also have to realize that they too are stakeholders in this venture. It is my most humble and sincere request to one and all to participate actively in this endeavour. Let us not shunt our magazine, which has a very glorious history, to the backburner. The voluntary efforts rendered by many in bringing out this edition of the Second Home are at this juncture, acknowledged with deep gratitude. I hope you will have an enjoyable reading experience and look forward to receiving a lot more literary creations for publication. Please mail in to editor_secondhome@ trivandrumclub.net or to trivandrumclub@gmail.com. Wishing all of you merry Christmas and a very fruitful 2013,

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05 Management Diary 2102 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. Ajith Kumar (L-1692) 07 Perspective . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Lekshmi Nair GD/o Dr. P.M. Kaimal (R-2286) 10 The Rainbow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. Shaik Ahamed (L-2046) 11 Scenario Thinking . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. P.K. Anandan (L-2108) 12 Garden of Gold . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Vaishnavi Anand D/o Sri. N. Anand (R-979) 13 Rugmangadanum Mohiniyum . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. Gopinath Krishnan (R-2062) 15 The Sad Old Tree . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Ashwathy Apsara D/o Sri. Anil Apsara (L-1693) 18 Chastely Canvas . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Nileena Bhuvanachandran D/o Sri. G. Bhuvanachandran (I-544) 19 Aayusum Arogyavum . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. S. Asokan (L-1693) 21 Friendship . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Tanvi Rishikesk Kapur

GD/o Dr. N. Rishikesh (L-843)

22 Misfortune – Boon or Bane . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Prof. R. Ravindra Panicker (L-1781) 23 Mangrove – Propogation and Establishment . . . Sri. Anil Kumar M R (L-1117) 28 The ‘I’ Principle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Dr. P.M. Kaimal (R-2286) 30 Terrorism . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Janani Swaminathan – D/o Sri. V. Swaminathan (R-2608) 33 Love and Time . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Miss. Amulya Harikumar- D/o Sri. N.R. Harikumar (L-2120) 34 Trivia 35 Usilampatty Penkutty . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Dr. S. Subramoniam (L-1808) 38 The Violin and India . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Sri. Satish Kamath (R-731) 40 Sancharam Vahanangalillude . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Smt. Anandam Rajasekharan (S -128) 46 Attitude . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Prof. Dr. Shaji Prabhakaran (L-1881) 47 Destiny . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Elsa Kurien D/o Sri. Kurian Abraham (R-2320)


Ajith Kumar L-1692

Management Diary 2012

The 78th groundnut of that Sunday evening hour got squeezed between my fingers. Its crisp, brown scales gave way and a perfectly roasted, oval-paired nut showed up. I spared a few pensive moments for it. It was one healthy, well-grown, 'paandi' ground nut. The choicest and the finest that money can buy in the markets beyond Kaliyikkavila. There it was, resting between my two fingers, helplessly pleading for a last chance ... perhaps, crying out a mercy petition as it were ... to save itself from its impending end. Another second ticked by and pop! It went zipping through the air into the crushing chambers located in my upper storey. Another nut, another meal... the food chain continues. I mused. “The food chain, in corporate terminology”, someone had once quipped, “is when you suddenly realize that the new guy posted next to your office cabin is a big fish, connected to the big boss and he has been strategically placed there to snap at you continually. As his deadly jaws close-in at every twist and turn, you see no chances of survival...” The corporate food chain: picture it. The boss man kicks the manager. The manager kicks the supervisor. The supervisor kicks the junior executive. The junior executive kicks the intern. The intern kicks the janitor. The janitor has no one else further down to kick, so he kicks the sleeping cat. The cat wakes up startled, wondering what on earth he did to deserve that kick. He screams growls and scampers away straight to the trash can and tramples it all over the place. Sweet revenge! And so, the mad, mad world of business and management goes on. Ever thought why the management of one's business has first to do with the business of one's management? And following The Second Home

that, how does one manage the business of one's management? Balancing is everything. They said, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. Not necessarily, you may say. To prove your stand, you may even point to all those beautiful people up there who are sitting pretty, safely cuddled and protected inside sanitized offices and right next to the top brass. “Forget their falling, who can even touch them?” you might say. Right you are. But in case you didn't notice, for many who take the heat in that closest proximity of the corridors of power, they've 'BPL J' - Bullet Proof Life Jacket – aka, in street parlance, Rhinoceros hide! Come what may, nothing can shake the legs of their leather-cushioned arm chairs. Unless, of course, they themselves take a shot in their legs, which again, these days, can well mean a part of their 'positioning strategy'! So you end up wondering if their appearances of losing balance was, indeed, an act of keeping up appearances ... a balancing act in itself ?? Playing to win The formula is simple. Play to win. Point. Mind not the bites, the stings, the venom. Just live it all down and keep going, for sooner than later, the top brass will take notice. “That guy is a survivor...he has tenacity!” - one comment like that breaks the ice. Then, the encomiums usually follow. “Tough-chap, but cool as a cucumber! We need more like him”. The point is this. Be skin-tough when you need to be so. Be also a duck-back when you need to be so. Whatever the odds, play the game. And, play to win, no matter what it takes. Ladies and gentlemen in the gallery, re-adjust your shades. It's a new game, new rules, in a new world.... 5


Get out, when the going is good Like it happened a few months ago: One fine morning, my son, then working for an MNC, came up to me and said, “Dad, pray and bless this resignation letter of mine. It's going in today!” I said, “What? Blessing a resignation letter?” Never heard that one before! These days when all it takes is a borrowed white sheet of paper and a pen to sign off a position of power in minutes, (which took millions to put it there in the first place), here he was - quitting a job which was virtually given to him on a silver platter. “But why?” I asked him. “It's going so well for you...” Pat came the reply, “That's the point, Dad. Want to leave when the going is good. There'll be rain checks, y'see!” Point taken. And, another lesson learnt in the business of managing oneself. They don't teach that in any B-School. right? Or do they these days? Final tip: Never let your family down Holiday tickets will come as scheduled from the management with upgrades to Business Class, if you

know how to be sacrosanct to your calling or, to 'separate the goats from the sheep', for that matter. Maybe, as an 'aam aadmi' in the city, you need to queue up for them as early as 5 am at Trivandrum Central. Unless, you are amongst those privileged few called 'Techies' who simply bag them at the click of a mouse with the command, 'Print'. However you choose to access those precious papers, take the holiday as it comes. Never let your family down on that one. Not even for work, money or anything the world may tempt you with, in these days of tinsel values. Remember, the wife and kids are your greatest bank balance. They are your real net worth. Give them all the fun, all the way. So shut down the kitchen, pack your bags and move out. Even if it means a weekend getaway of swimming, sizzlers and swinging in the city – live it out from a cottage at the Club! Thank you, ladies, kids and Club management. I love standing ovations! •

Smt. Laila George Chairperson

Smt. Latha K Prasad Co-ordinator

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Smt. Krishna Chandran Treasurer

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Lekshmi Nair

(12th Grade, USA) GD/o Dr. P.M. Kaimal

Perspective

R-2286

I dragged a black plastic stool near the front and awkwardly balance myself onto it. About 25 adults were seated in a semi circle before me. Several curious eyes fell on me. I felt like I was sitting in a self-induced time out, with an invisible dunce hat on my head. A little woman with a brilliant red bob poked me and I jumped in my seat. Her friends nearby giggled and she asked, “Where you from?” I tried to explain rudimentarily that I was volunteering for the English class, but I stumbled and settled with “I come to help”. She gave me a blank look for a split second and suddenly nodded knowingly and turned away. Then, she turned back and asked, “You have boyfriend?” I hesitated and then truly replied, “No, I don’t”. The hope in her face dissipated and she frowned disappointedly. I bit my lip to keep from smiling at her childish expressions. Soon, a tall woman glided into the carpeted room and began greeting everyone loudly in a vague European accent. The blue-gray walls reverberated with a loud “Hello!” and I grinned again. The teacher continued with starting her lessons, but stopped midsentence when she noticed me. I quickly introduced myself, silently praying that she was in need of my help. She told I could help the students with the partner activities after her lesson. She was Danish, thus the accent and asked me where I was from. I automatically responded “from here”, and a Hispanic man in the back narrowed his eyes quizzically at me. Suddenly I remembered. “Oh, I mean I’m Indian, raised here. The class nodded approvingly, as I was the only Indian contribution to the international microcosm that was the class. I asked the class where they were from; the answers I heard were much, much more varied than I expected. I met a Russian, a Brazilian, a Tajiki, and a Laotian The Second Home

in a span of 10 minutes. After the lessons covering simple everyday questions, the students began practicing with their partners. I walked up to the bold red-haired woman, whom I now knew was from Mexico, and asked her if she wanted help. She had to switch to a seat across the room earlier because she was talking too much. Oddly, I liked her. Antonia embodied this impertinence I knew didn’t come naturally to me; she was that girl who created the dynamism. Her partner was an elderly Iranian man who seemed to smile as easily as breathing. I leaned down and helped them understand that “went” was the past tense of “go”. The two of them looked up at me with intense concentration as I explained the most ingrained grammer rule I knew. As I delved further into more helpful grammer tips, I felt like I had stepped out of myself. I wasn’t a privileged private school girl who invested most efforts into a future career. I was completely immersed in a role that did not further myself but helped another. My duty in the Church reminds me that my paramount goal is to challenge myself and take full potential of my mental capacity. Above all my other personal tests, my resolve to be relentlessly positive has proven to be the most taxing and the most rewarding. The class is my window to reality. I know I am lucky, but I don’t believe ignorance is bliss. The world should be embraced as it really is, with all of its struggles and misfortunes. Although the students in the English classes are barely making ends meet with the jobs they have, they enjoy making an effort to overcome the language barrier. I want to emulate their example and see the beauty in all facets of my life, regardless of the circumstances I face. After all, perspective is what truly shapes our lives. • 7


The Rainbow

Shaik Ahamed L-2046

How now I wish to see a rainbow in the sky in shades of different hue vaulted over the unending sky. What all dreams, what all hopes conjured into my boyish thoughts when I used to see a rainbow smiling high over the sky. But now no more rainbow nor kites in myriad colours dangling in lofty winds to get my heart drenched in the drizzle of childhood memories.

Polluted sky, concrete jungles toxic smoke across the horizon render the rainbow beyond our gaze Alas! My heart is parched akin to the sky sans the rainbow. •

Sri. George K Pulimood

Sri. Ram Mohan S

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P.K. Anandan L-2108

Scenario Thinking

What is ‘Scenario Thinking’? Decision-making has become far more complex than ever before in a fast changing, highly uncertain, information-driven environment, where values, behaviors and social structures are no longer as stable and predictable as they were. Traditional planning and forecasting practices on their own are no more enough to serve our needs. Scenario Thinking, also called Scenario Planning, is a structured process of thinking about and anticipating the unknown future, without pretense of being able to predict the future. Instead, it navigates through the uncertainties and large-scale driving forces that impact on individuals, organizations or societies and helps us find directions for better decision-making. The philosophy is to think proactively and plan for future developments instead of being a passive victim of change. Scenario Planning starts by dividing our knowledge into two broad domains: things we believe we know something about and elements we consider uncertain. The first component – trends – casts the past forward, recognizing that our world possesses considerable momentum and continuity. For example, we can safely make assumptions about demographic shifts and, perhaps, substitution effects of certain new technologies. The second component – true uncertainties – such as future interest rates, outcomes of political elections, rates of innovation, and fashions & fads in markets and so on. The art of Scenario Planning lies in blending the known and the unknown into a limited number of internally consistent views of the future that span a very wide range of possibilities, e.g. in product development, marketing, finance, investment, strategic planning, The Second Home

human resources, etc. The Scenario Thinking concept first emerged following World War II. The U.S. Air Force tried to imagine what its opponents might do and to prepare alternative strategies. In the 1960’s, Herman Kahn, who had been part of the Air Force effort, refined scenarios as a tool for business prognostication. He became one of America’s top futurists. Then ‘Scenarios’ reached a new dimension in the early 1970’s, with the work of Pierre Wack, who was a planner in the London office of Royal Dutch/Shell. Wack and other planners were looking for events that might affect the price of oil. And they found several significant events that have been in the air. One was that the United States was beginning to exhaust its oil reserves. At the same time American demand for oil was steadily rising. And the emerging Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries (OPEC) was showing signs of flexing its political muscle. Most of these countries were Islamic and they bitterly resented Western support of Israel. Looking at this situation, the planning team realized that Arabs could demand much higher prices for their oil. The only uncertainty was when that would happen. It seemed likely to happen before 1975 when old oil price agreements were due to be renegotiated. So Wack and his team wrote up two scenarios – each a complete set of ‘stories’ about the future, with tables of projected price figures.. The first story presented the usual opinion at Shell: that the oil price would stay somehow stable. New oil fields, for example, might appear in nonArab countries. The second scenario looked at the more plausible future – an oil price crisis sparked by OPEC. But after Wack and his team presented these scenarios to Shell’s management, there was 11


Garden of Gold

Vaishnavi Anand Std VII D/o Mr. N. Anand

R–979 I walked through the garden, On a warm summers day, To smell the flowers, That Grandma raised.

Single red-stem rose, The rose means so many things, But this single rose standing here today, Represents the love that Grandma gave.

In the middle, Of this garden of gold, Stood this one,

From the love she gave, When she planted it that day, To the love she gave, Each and every day, So when you pass this garden of gold, Remember the love that this rose holds. •

no change in behavior happening. The managers understood the implications, but no change in their style of functioning. So, Wack went one step further and described full ramifications of possible oil price shocks and tried to make people feel those shocks through the scenarios. He warned management that the oil industry might become a low growth industry and that OPEC countries would take over Shell’s oil fields. This was when Scenario Planning for businesses was born. It helped Shell’s managers to imagine the decisions they might have to make as a result. And it was just right in time. In October 1973, after the Yom Kippur War in the Middle East, there was an oil price shock and, of the major oil companies, only Shell was prepared for the change. The company’s management responded quickly and in the following years, Shell moved from one of the weakest of the seven large oil companies that existed at that time to the second in size and the number one in profitability. Scenario Planning differs from ‘Contingency Planning’ and ‘Sensitivity Analysis’ with computer 12

simulations. ‘Contingency planning’ is a “What if” tool, that only takes into account one uncertainty. However, scenario planning considers combinations of uncertainties in each scenario. Planners also try to select especially plausible but uncomfortable combinations of social developments. ‘Sensitivity Analysis’ analyses changes in one variable only, which is useful for simple changes, while scenario planning tries to expose policy makers to significant interactions of major variables. Shell continues to use this concept in their planning process and their ‘Shell Energy Scenarios to 2050’ document has already been published and is accessible on their website. So to operate in an uncertain world, managers need to be able to question their assumptions about the way the world works. The purpose of scenario planning therefore is to help managers change their view of reality, to match it up more closely with’ reality as it is’, and ‘reality as it is going to be’. The end result, however, is not an accurate picture of tomorrow, but better decisions. • The Second Home


Gopinath Krishnan R-2062

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IY-Ifn thj-§-fn kpµ-c-amb Hcp thj-amWv ]¨-th-jw. apJ¯v ]¨-\n-d-¯n-epÅ a\-tbme tXbv¡p¶-Xp-sIm-≠mWv Cu thj-¯n\v ]¨-thjw F¶v ]d-bp-¶-Xv. kX-z-KpW {][m-\-amb cmPm-¡-·mÀ¡pw Nne D]-\m-b-I-·mÀ¡pw am{X-amWv ]¨-thjw hn[n¨n-«p-Å-Xv. cpÜmw-K-Z³, \f³, AÀPp-\³, `oa-tk-\³, [Àa-]p-{XÀ XpS-§nb cmPm-¡-·mÀ¡pw, D¯-c³, EXp]ÀW³, ]pjvI-c³ XpS-§nb D]-\m-b-I-·mÀ¡p-amWv ]¨-thjw \nÝ-bn-¨n-«p-Å-Xv. {ioIr-jvW³, {iocm-a³ XpS-§nb Cui-z-c-·mÀ¡v ]¨-th-j-amWv \nÝ-bn-¨n-«pÅ-Xv. ]¨-thjw Xs¶ Cfw ]¨bpw ISpw-]-¨bpw F¶v c≠mbn Xcw-Xn-cn-¡mw. \f-N-cn-X-¯nse _mlp-I\v apJ¯v \oe-\n-d-am-b-Xp-sIm≠v ISpw-]-¨-sb¶v ]d-bmw. cu{Z-`o-asâ Np«n-¡p-Ån aoibpw Nne hÀ®-§fpw ]nSn¸n¡mdp-≠v. km[m-cW ]¨-th-j-¯n\v tIi-`mcw Inco-S-amWv D]-tbm-Kn-¡p-¶-Xv. F¶m cma-e-£-a-W·mÀ, {ioIr-jvW³ F¶n-hÀ¡v ]oen-¯-e-apSn D]tbm-Kn-¡p-¶p. CXp-sIm≠v Cu thj-¯n\v apSn F¶v ]d-bm-dp-≠v. cpÜmw-K-Z-N-cnXw B«-¡Y amS-h-¸Ån C«n-cm-cn-È-tat\m-\mWv Fgp-Xn-bn-«p-Å-Xv. AXn-kp-µ-c-amb Bi-bmhn-jvI-cW coXn kwKo-Xm-ß-KX `mh-{]-I-S\w F¶nh cpÜmw-KZ Ncn-X-¯n\v {]kn-²n-t\-Sn-s¡m-Sp-¯p. kqc-yhw-i-¯nse {]Xn-`m-im-en-bmb Hcp cmPm-hm-bn-cp¶p cpÜmw-K-Z³. At±-l-¯nsâ `mcy kÔ-ym-h-en-bp-ambn Hcp Znhkw DZ-ym-\-¯n can-¨p-sIm-≠n-cn-¡p-I-bm-bncp¶p. hk-´-Im-e-am-bn-cp-¶p. F¶m DZ-ym-\-¯n ]p jv]-§Ä H¶pw Xs¶ ImWm-\n-Ãm-bn-cp-¶p. kÔ-ym henbpsS \nÀt±i {]Imcw cpÜmw-K-Z³ cm{Xn-bn Hfn-¨ncp¶v ]q¡Ä Adp-¯p-sIm≠v t]mIp-¶-hsc ]nSn-¡m³ Xncp-am-\n-¨p. cm{Xn-bn Hfn-¨n-cp¶v t\m¡n-b-t¸mÄ Ipsd tZh-kv{Xo-IÄ hnam-\-¯n h¶n-d§n ]pjv]w ] dn-¨p-sIm≠v t]mIp-¶Xv I≠p. tZh-kv{Xo-IÄ ]q¡Ä Adp-¡p-t¼mÄ AhÀ Km\m-em-]-t¯m-sS-bmWv DZ-ym-\ s¯ hÀ®n-¡p-¶-Xv. Cu DZ-ym-\-hÀ®\ AX-y´w at\m -l-c-am-Wv. Cu DZ-ym\ hÀ®\ ssIs¡m-«n-¡-fn¡pw The Second Home

D]-tbm-Kn-¡m-dp-≠v. Cu DZ-ym\ hÀ®\ Xmsg-s¡m-Sp¡p-¶p. ""Nn{X-a-tlm-Nn-{Xw! tZhn-am-tc, Nn¯-P-tam-l\ Km{Xo-am-tc! C{Xn-tem-I-¯n-¦-en{X \¶m-bn-s«m-þ cp-Z-ym\ansöv XoÀ¯p sNmÃmw. Iev]-I-hr-£-{]-kp-\-§fn eÛpX kuc-`y kmcw tNcpw kzÀ¸Xn X¶psS \µ-\-¸q-¦mhpw kz-ev]-an-f¸w tXSoSpw \q\w kuK-Ôn-ImZn ]pjv]-§-fnepw kÂKÔ kuc-`-y-tamSn tXSpw BI-{aX ]q≠ ssN{X-cYw Xh kmtl-cp-\mY ]q¦m-hn-sX-sSm.'' cpÜmw-K-Z³ t\m¡n-b-t¸mÄ tZh-kv{Xo-IÄ DZ-ym\-¯n kmcn-¯p¼v \ndsb ]q¡-fp-ambn ASp¯p \n¡p¶ hnam-\-¯n {]th-in-¡p-¶p. cpÜmwK-Z³ HmSn-s¨¶v hnam\w apt¼m«v t]mIm-Xn-cn-¡m³ AXnsâ ap¼n t]mbn hnam-\-¯n c≠p I¿p-sIm≠v ]nSn¨p. cpÜmw-K-Z³ sXm« DSs\ Xs¶ hnam\w \ne-¯p-d¨p-t]m-bn. hnam-\-¯n \n¶pw ]pd-¯p-h¶ kv{XoIÄ cmPm-hns\ `Õn-¡m³ XpS-§n. ]m]n-jvS-cmb ap\p-j-yÀ hnam-\-¯n sXm«m AXv \ne-¯p-d¨p t]mIpw-þ-F¶v tZh-kv{Xo-IÄ cpÜmw-K-Z-t\mSv ]d-ªp. cpÜmw-K-Z³ X\n¡v ]änb sXän ]Ým-¯-]n-¡p-Ibpw tZh-kv{XoI-tfmSv am¸p tNmZn-¡p-Ibpw sNbvXp. At¸mÄ A]v k-c-kv{Xo-I-fn Hcp-hÄ alm-cm-Pm-hn-t\mSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp, alm-cm-P³ C¶v GIm-Z-in-bm-Wv. GIm-Zin t\m¡p¶ Bsc-¦nepw Cu hnam-\-¯n sXm«m Xms\ ]d-¶p-s]m-§pw. cpÜmw-K-Z³ GIm-Z-in-hrXw A\p-jvTn-¡p¶ Hcmsf I≠p-]n-Sn-¡m-\mbn `rX-y-·msc ]e-Zn-¡nepw Ab-¨p. \mSp-ap-gp-h\pw Xncª Ah-cn Hcp-h³ ]«n-Wn-In-S¶v NmIm-dmb Hcp km[p kv{Xosb alm-cm-Pm-hnsâ ap¼n sIm≠p h¶p. ITn-\-amb Zmcn{Zyw sIm≠v am{X-amWv B kv{Xo ]«n-Wn-In-S-¶-Xv. B km[p kv{Xn h¶v hnam-\-¯n sXm«Xpw hnam\w DSs\ 13


]d-¶p-b-cp-Ibpw sNbvXp. GIm-Z-in-bpsS amlm-ßyw a\-Ên-em-¡nb cpÜmwK-Z³ GIm-Zin hrXw t\m¡m³ XpS-§n. cmPmhv GImZ-in-hrXw A\p-jvSn-¡m³ XpS§nb-t¸mÄ {]P-Ifpw GIm-Z-in-hrXw A\p-jvSn-¡m³ XpS-§n. FÃm-t]cpw GIm-Z-in-hrXw A\p-jvSn-¡m³ XpS-§n-b-t¸mÄ P\§Ä ac-Wm-\-´cw hnjvWp-tem-I-t¯bv¡v t]mIm³ XpS-§n. ba-[À½sâ temI¯v Bfn-Ãm-sX-bm-bn. ba[À½³ {_Òm-hn-s\-¡≠v k¦Sw ]d-ªp. {_Òmhv cpÜmw-K-Zsâ hrXw apS-¡p-hm³ th≠n AXn-kp-µ-cnbmb tamln-\nsb krjvSn-¨v, `qan-bn-tebv¡v Ab-¨p. cpÜmw-K-Z³ Hcp Znhkw \mbm-«n\v t]mbn-cn-¡pt¼mÄ h\m-´-c-¯n Hcp XSmIw I≠p. XSm-I-¯nsâ ASp-¯n-cp¶v hn{i-an-¡p-t¼mÄ Hcp {]tX-yI kuc-`yw A\p-`-h-s¸-«p. cpÜmw-K-Z³ CXn\v Imc-W-sa-´m-sW¶v \mep-Npäpw t\m¡n. At¸mÄ BIm-i¯p \n¶pw Hcp kuµ-cy tXtPm-cq]w Cd-§n-h-cp-¶Xv I≠p. AXn-kpµ-cn-bmbn B bphXn Hcp ]p©n-cn-tbm-Sp-IqSn cpÜmwK-Zsâ ap¼n h¶p \n¶p. tamln-\n, cpÜmw-K-Zsâ ap¼n Hcp kmcn\r¯w Ah-X-cn-¸n-¨p. kv{XoI-Ym -]m-{X-§Ä \S-¯p¶ emk-y-{]-[m-\-amb \r¯-hn-ti-j -amWv kmcn-\r-¯w. kmcn\r¯-¯n Xnc-Èoe Xmgv¯pt¼mÄ IYm-]m{Xw irwKm-c-`mhw {]I-Sn-¸n-¨p-sIm≠v XmWp\n¡p-¶p. Ipd-¨p-t\cw \nÝ-e-ambn \n¶tijw tamln\n ]Xp-s¡-¸-Xps¡ he-t¯m«pw CS-t¯m«pw Nm©m-Sp-¶p. kmcn-\r-¯-¯n cpÜmw-KZ Ncn-X-¯n DÅ ]Zw Xmsg-s¡m-Sp-¡p-¶p. ""Ie-ym-Wmw-Kn-b-Wn-ªn-Sp-ap-Ãm-k-im-eo-\n! Ie-ymW KpW-tam-ln\o Ie-ym-WmwKo ]©_mW-\-©o-Sp¶ ]p©n-cnbpw Nmcpþ N©-em-]mw-Khpw Infn-In-©n-Xhpw \o≠pcp≠p Npcp-t≠mcp I´-fhpw Ima³ ho≠p-am-i-]q-≠n-Sp¶ sIm¦-c≠pw an¶nÂt]mse an¶o-Sp¶ cq]-t¯bpw I≠p a¶-h-\p-ami ]q≠p \n¶p t\tc.'' tamln-\n-bpsS kuµ-c-yhpw emk-y-{]-[m-\-amb \r¯ hpw cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln-\n-bpsS BIÀj-W-h-e-b-¯n hoWp. cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln\n-tbmSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp. ""`hXn Fsâ ]Xv\n-bmbn ImWm³ Rm³ AX-y-[nIw B{K-ln-¡p-¶p. cpÜmw-K-Zsâ At]£ tI«n«v tamln\n C{]-Imcw {]Xn-I-cn-¨p. ""Rm³ Hcp tZh-kv{Xo-bm-Wv. R§Ä tZh kv{Xo-IÄ a\p-j-ysc Ie-ymWw Ign-¡m-dn-Ã. F¶m F\n¡v A§-tbmSv {]nbw tXm¶p-¶-Xp-sIm≠v Rm³ A§-bpsS B{Klw km[n-¨p-X-cmw. Hcp Imcyw am{Xw A§v sN¿-Ww. AXm-b-Xv, Fsâ CjvS-¯n\v hn]-coXambn H¶pwXs¶ sN¿p-I-bnà F¶v kXyw sN¿-Ww. cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln-\n-bpsS _ml-y-ku-µ-c-y¯nepw kmcn\r-¯-¯n-epÅ Ne-\-§fpw a[p-c-amb `mj-Whpw tI«14

t¸mÄ Imc-y-Im-cW hnth-N-\-iàn CÃm-Xmbn XoÀ¶n-cp¶p. cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln\n Bh-i-y-s¸« {]Imcw kXyw sNbvXp. CXn-\p-tijw cpÜmw-K-Z\pw tamln-\nbpw `mc-ym -`À¯m-¡-·m-cmbn Ign-bp-hm\pw XpS-§n. cpÜmw-K-Z³ GIm-Z-in-hrXw A\pjvTn¨p t]m¶p. A§s\ Ccns¡ Hcp GIm-Zin Znhkw cpÜmw-K-Z³ `àn-]qÀhw, GIm-Zin-hrXw A\p-jvTn-¡p-I-bm-bn-cp-¶p. At¸mÄ tamln\n cpÜmw-K-Zsâ ASp¯v h¶n-cp-¶n-«v, can¡mw F¶v ] d-ªp. tamln-\n-tbmSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp, ""{]nt-b! C¶v GIm-Z-in-hr-X-am-Wv. C¶v D]-h-kn-¡p-Ibpw {_ÒNcyw A\p-jvTn-¡p-Ibpw sN¿Ww F¶v \nÀ_ÔamWv. AsÃ-¦n hrX`wKw hcpw. AXp-sIm≠v tamln\n C¶v \o Fs¶ _p²n-ap-«n-¡-cp-Xv. cpÜmw-K-Z³ ]d-bp-¶Xv Iq«m-¡msX tamln\n cpÜmw-K-Zsâ ASp¯p h¶ncp¶v can-¡m³ £Wn-¨p. GIm-Z-in-hrXw Ign-bp-¶Xv hsc AXv km[-y-aà F¶v cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln-\n-t-bmSv XoÀ¯p ]d-ªp. CXv tamln-\nsb sNmSn-¸n-¨p. tamln\n cpÜmw-K-Z-t\mSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp, ""almcm-P³, A§-bpsS HmÀ½iàn Xosc tami-am-W-tÃm. GXm\pw \mÄ ap¼v A§v Ft¶mSv kXyw sNbvXXv F\n¡v A{]n-b-amb Hcp Imc-yhpw sN¿nà F¶m-WtÃm. CXv tI«-t¸mÄ cpÜmmwKZ³ BsI hnj-an-¨p. cpÜmw-K-Z³ tamln-\n-tbmSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp. ""F\n¡v \nt¶mSv Hc-{]n-b-hp-anÃ. \o Fsâ Poh-\m-Wv. Rm³ sNbvX kXyw ad¶n«n-Ã. GIm-Zin t\m¡m-\p Å kzm-X-{´yw am{Xsa Rm³ \nt¶mSv tNmZn-t¨m-fq.'' tamln\n AX-y-[nIw Kuc-h-t¯msS ]dªp, ""F\n ¡v GIm-Z-inhrXamtWm atä-sX-¦nepw hrX-amtWm Fs¶m¶pw t\mt¡≠ Imc-y-an-Ã. Rm³ ]d-bp-¶ -t]mse {]hÀ¯n-¨n-sÃ-¦n A§bv¡v kX-y-`w-K-tZm-jap-≠m-Ipw. cpÜmw-KZ³ tamln-\n-tbmSv XmWp-ho-W-t]-£n-¨n«pw tamln\n Xsâ ]gb \ne-]m-Sn Dd-¨p-\n-¶p. cpÜmw-K -Z³ X\n¡v GIm-Zin hrXw Dt]-£n-¡p-hm³ Ign-bp-I -bnà F¶pw {]mb-Ýn-¯-ambn F´v sN¿Ww F¶v tNmZn-¨p. tamln\n cpÜmw-K-Z-t\mSv C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp, ""alm-cmP³! A§-bpsS GI]p{X-\mb [À½mw-K-Z-s\ bpw Ahsâ amXm-hmb kÔ-ym-h-en-bpsS aSn-bn In-S¯n AÑ\pw A½bpw Hcp XpÅn I®oÀt]mepw XqhmsX A§-bpsS hmfp-sIm≠v Kf-tÑZw sNbvXm kX-b-`w-K-tZmjw hcn-I-bn-Ã.'' cpÜmw-K-Z³ CXv tI«v sR«n t_m[w sI«p hoWp. t_m[w ho≠p In«n-b-t¸mÄ Xsâ Zb-\o-b-amb \nebn tamln-\n-tbmSv tNmZn-¨p, ""\o F´n-\mWv Cu {Iqc-Ir-X-y-¯n\v t]mIp-¶-Xv? tamln-\n-bpsS adp-]Sn C{]-Im-c-am-bn-cp-¶p. ""A§v Rm³ ]d-bp-¶-t]mse tIÄ¡p-t¶m, AtXm kX-y-`wKw h¶ Imcyw temIsc Adn-bn-¡-s«?'' CXv tI« DSs\ cpÜmw-K-Z³ C§s\ hne-]n-¡m³ XpS-§n, ""ssZh-ta....-C-sX-s´mcp ]cn-£The Second Home


Ashwathy Apsara

6th Grade, Lecole Chempaka D/o Mr. Anil Apsara

The Sad Old Tree

L–1913

I am a sad old tree, Who was one of three. The other two left me, Cut down by cruel people. Oh, how I cried in vain, But no one to see my pain. I don’t want live alone, Oh, once how I lived!

In heavens of happiness, Flowing in our minds But as each of us disappeared, Happiness too went with them. One day the people will curse themselves, For cutting us without mercy. Life will also disappear with us, One day they will have value for us, But…we wont be there for that good moment!! •

W-am-Wv? Rm³ F´v A]-cm-[-amWv sNbvX-Xv? FImZ-in-hrXw Rm³ F§s\ apS-¡pw? kX-y-`wKw Rm³ F§s\ sN¿pw? Rm³ Fsâ Poh-\p-Xp-eyw kvt\ln¡p¶ Fsâ GI-]p-{Xs\ Fsâ ssIsIm≠v F§s\ sImÃpw? F\n¡v Cui-z-cm..-i-cn-bmb hgn ImWn-¨p-X-ctW..... Fs¶ Cu ZpÀLS kÔnbn \n¶pw c£n-¡tW. F¶n-§s\ cpÜmwK-Z³ hne-]n-¡m³ XpS-§n. Cu cwKw BSp-t¼mÄ cpÜmw-K-Z-\n Icp-W-ckw icn¡pw ImWmw. tamln-\n-bpsS D{K-im-k\w tI«-t¸mÄ cpÜmw-K-Z\v kw`-hn¨ Ah-Øm-\´c§sf hÀ®n-¡p ¶ tÇmIw C{]-Im-c-am-Wv. tamln-\-ym-h-tI-y-tahw k]Zn sNhn-I-fnÂ]p-¡-t\cw ItTmcw tamln-¨pÀhymw ]Xn¨p £nXn-]-Xn-c-[nIw hnl-z-e-kvXm] `mcmXv tamlw XoÀ¶mip ]ns¶ {]W-X-P-\ -]-cn-{Xm-W-io-em-hnt`m! amw ]mln {io]-ß-\m-`, {ZpX-anXn hne-em-]mÀ±nXw Xo\-Zo-\:'' cpÜmw-K-Z\pw tamln-\n-bp-am-bpÅ kwhm-Z-¯nsâ hnhcw Adnª cpÜmw-K-Zsâ ]p-{X³ [À½mw-K-Z³ A½bmb kÔ-ym-h-en-tbbpw Iq«n cpÜmw-K-Zsâ ASp¯p

The Second Home

h¶v C{]-Imcw ]d-ªp. ""AÑm...., Ahn-Sp¶v Hcn-¡epw kX-y-`wKw sN¿-cp-Xv. CXm Rms\sâ A½-bpsS aSnbn InS-¡p-¶p. AÑ\ bmsXmcp hnj-ahpw IqSmsX Fsâ inc-Ê-dp-¯m-epw. cpÜmw-K-Z³ Ipd¨p t\cw hymtam-ln-X-\m-bn-cp-¶p. Xsâ IÀ¯-hyw F´m-sW¶v a\Ên-em-bn. bmsXmcp kwi-bhpw IqSmsX Xsâ hmfqcn [À½mw-K-Zsâ Igp-¯n\p t\sc Hm§n. Hcp \nan-j-¯n\p-Ån Xsâ GI-]p-{X³ acn-¡pw. kJn-¡m-\m-Im¯ Zp:-J-am-sW-¦nepw cpÜmw-K-Z-\ntem kÔ-ym-h-en-bntem I®o-cnsâ Hcw-iw-t]mepw I≠n-Ã. AÛpXw F¶v ]d-bs« km£m alm-hnjvWp iwJp-N-{X-þ-J-Zm-]-ßk-ta-X-\mbn aµ-lmkw XqIn Xsâ ssI¡p-]n-Sn¨v \n ¡p¶ ImgvN-bmWv cpÜmw-K-Z³ I≠-Xv. cpÜmw-K-Z-t\bpw kÔ-ym-h-en-tbbpw alm-hnjvWp A\p-{K-ln¨v kzÀ¤ -tem-I-t¯bv¡v sIm≠p-t]m-bn. [À½mw-Ks\ cmPm-hmbn A`n-tjIw sNbvXp. tZh-kv{Xo-I-fpsS Km\m-em-]t¯mSp IqSn-bpÅ DZ-ym \hÀ®-\, tamln-\n-bpsS emk-y-{]-[m-\-amb kmcn-\r¯w, tamln-\nsb BZ-y-ambn ImWp-t¼mÄ cpÜmw-K-Z-\n  D≠m-Ip¶ Icp-W-c-kw, kwKo-Xm-ß-I-§-fmb ]Z-§ fpw `àn-]-c-amb IYbpw cpÜmw-K-N-cnXw IY-Ifn t{] an-I-fpsS Af-¡m-\m-Im¯ {]iwk t\Sn-s¡m-Sp-¯p. • 15


Chastely Canvas

Nileena Bhuvanachandran D/o Sri.G.Bhuvanachandran

I -544

I look at the chastely skies longing to colour the blue canvas of the skies. I see the clouds of pain move away, I stroke the shades of sunshine on my blue canvas, I stroke, I stroke the blue canvas with colours of sunshine. I stroke my visage of smiles and laughters, on the calm blues. Clouds of pain lashed across, wiping the serene canvas of my art. Clouds of pain wiped away my visage of smiles and laughters. I look at azure skies longing to colour my blue canvas As clouds of solitude move away, I stroke my canvas, with glitters from stars, I stroke my canvas, with a visage of my pleasures in blissfulness. I stroke, I stroke my canvas with shades of stars. Clouds of solitude moved in, wiping my visage in twinkling glitters away. I look at my chastely skies, longing to colour the blue canvas I see the clouds of fear move away, I stroke my canvas with shades of the moon, I shade the art of silence, with the stillness of my soul. I stroke my visage of silence, with colours from the moon, I stroke, I stroke my canvas with shades of the moon. My visage of silence had serenity of the skies. Clouds of fear move in, wiping my splendid art of silence, from its serene canvas. I look at my blue sky with tearful eyes as I longed to colour its blue canvas. As the blue canvas stood untouched in the serene dawn, Lights of hope began to gleam, as the blue canvas awaited my strokes. Soon clouds of skies had covered my chastely canvas in shades of grey. Strokes of raindrops touched the canvas of my face. Clouds of the skies, stroked my soul with colours of raindrops. Colours of raindrops, stroked the chastely canvas of my soul with tales of the skies. •

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The Second Home


Bbp-Êpw B-tcm-Kyhpw s. asokan L-1693

`mKw þ 5

HmÀ½ ]pXp-¡m³ \men\ ]cn-]m-Sn-bnse C\-§sf H¶p-IqSn ]cn-N-b-s¸-Smw: C\w. (1) Regular exercise C\w. (2) Plenty of water in-take C\w. (3) Sensibly eating balanced diet C\w. (4) Sufficient rest Ch-bn BZy aq¶n\hpw hnh-cn¨p Ign-ªp. C¯hW Ahkm\s¯ C\w “Sufficient rest”. AXm-bXv 6 apX 8 aWn-¡qÀ hsc-bpÅ KmV-\n-{Z. “Uninterrupted deep sleep.” Dd¡w F´n\v? F¶p tNmZn-¨m imkv{Xo-b-ambn CXp-hsc sXfn-shm-¶p-anà F¶m-bncn¡pw D¯-cw. H¶pw CtX-hsc Ønco-I-cn-¨n-«p-an-Ã. \½psS Incredible Factory Complexse ^mIvS-dn-I-sfÃmw A¶-¶s¯ AäIp-ä-¸-Wn-IÄ A¶-¶p-Xs¶ sNbvXp XoÀ¡m\pw ASp ¯ Znh-k-t¯-¡pÅ XpSÀtkh-\-¯n-\pÅ X¿m-sd-Sp¸n\pw Dd¡w DX-Ip-sa¶pÅXn\v kwibw th≠. ]e-X cw ]T-\-§fpw Kth-j-W-§fpw sNbvXp In«nb ^e-§fn NneXp t\m¡mw. XpSÀ¨-bmb Dd-¡-¡p-dhv Nnet¸mÄ \½psS {]Xn-tcm[ tijn-tb-¯s¶ _m[n-¡pIbpw AXp-aqew ]e-Xcw tcmK-§sf hnfn¨p hcp-¯m\pÅ {]h-W-Xsb Iq«m\pw km[-y-X-bp≠v F¶m-Wv. imco-cn-Im-tcm-K-y-¡p-dhv IqSmsX am\-Ên-Im-tcm-K-y hpw _m[n-¡-s¸-Smw. Depression AYhm hnjm-Z-tcmKw t]mep-Å-h hsc h¶p IqSw. tIhew Hcp cm{Xn-bnse Dd-¡-¡p-dhp t]mepw Nne-t¸mÄ Nne {]iv\-§Ä krjv Sn-¡mw. DZm-l-c-W-¯n\v Irritability, Concentrate sN¿m\pÅ Ignhv Ipdhv F¶n-§-s\. F´n-\-[nIw Nne hnam\ A]-I-S-§Ä hsc Pilotsâ Dd-¡-¡p-d-hp-ambn _Ô-s¸-«n-«p-Å-X-sW¶p Is≠-¯n-bn-«p-≠v. Dd¡KpfnI t]mep-Å-h-bpsS klmbw IqSm-sX-bpÅ \à Dd¡w In«-W-sa-¦n ]e-Xcw Dd¡w sISp-¯n-I-tf bpw AIän \nÀ¯-Ww. imcn-cn-I-ambpw am\-kn-I-ambpw Btcm-K-y-a-Å-h\v InS¶mepSs\ Dd¡w hcpw. Dd¡w sISp-¯n-IÄ GsXÃmw Xc-¯n-em-sW¶p t\m¡mw. hc-hn IqSp-X sNehp hcp¯n IS-s¡-Wn-bn-emThe Second Home

hp¶ AhØ XoÀ¨-bmbpw Dd¡w sISp-¯p-I-Xs¶ sN¿pw. Bh-i-y-¯n-t\-¡mfpw F{Xtbm aS§v k¼m-Zn¨p Iq«n AXns\ ]cn-]m-en-¡m-\pÅ bÚ-¯n ]e sIWnI-fnepws]«v izmkwap«n, \jvS-t_m-[-hpw, Ipä-t_m-[hpw ImÀ¶p-Xn¶v Dd¡w sISp-¯p¶ hn[w thsd-bpw. Bh-i-y-¯n\v ]W-an-sÃ-¦n-epw, Bh-i-y-¯n-t\-¡mÄ F{Xtbm A[n-I-am-bmepw {]iv\w Dd-¡-t¡-Sv. H¶pIn Bimsâ s\©¯v AsÃ-¦n If-cn¡p ]pd¯v F¶p ]dªt]mse km¼-¯nI A¨-S¡w AXn-eqsS km¼-¯nI `{ZX ssIh-cn-¨m Cu hI {]iv\-§Ä¡v ]cn-lm-c-am-bn. (Financial discipline, Financial security, Financial freedom Ch-sbÃmw tNÀ¶v Financial management Ch-sb-¡p-dn¨v thsdmcp F¸n-tkm-Un t\m¡mw.) CXp-t]m-se-Xs¶ {][m-\-amb asäm-¶mWv Time management. C¶s¯ Fast worldþ BÀ¡pw H¶n\pw ka-b-an-Ã. F¶m Ign-¡m\pw I¡q-kn t]mIm\pw aäpw ka-b-w Is≠-¯m-dp-ap-≠v. (AÃmsX ]än-ÃtÃm). time management Xmdp-am-dm-Ip-t¼mÄ A¶¶p sNbvXp XoÀt¡≠ ]e Imc-y-§fpw apS¡w hcn-Ibpw Ah Ip¶pIqSn Hcp ]cp-h-am-Ip-t¼mÄ Dd¡w F§s\ hcpw? Time management, Finance managementþs\ t]mse Xs¶ Hcp Ie-bm-Wv. Ch c≠n-s\bpw Iem-]-c-ambn ssIImcyw sN¿m³ ]Tn-¨m Pohn-X-¯nse Hmtcm \nan-jhpw ]c-a-kp-Jw. Dd¡w Ft¸mÄ h¶p F¶p tNmZn-¨m aXn. Ch-c≠pw Chn-sS-bn-cn-¡-s«. ASp¯ Dd¡w sISp¯n-Isf t\m¡mw. hn«p-ho-gvN, £a, Al-¦mcw AYhm Rms\¶ `mhw (Ego). (Ego bpsS Full form ]≠mtcm ]d-ª-tXmÀ¡p¶p. Edging God Out F¶v.) BZ-ys¯ cs≠-®-¯nsâ Ipdhpw aq¶m-a-t¯-Xnsâ IqSp-Xepw ImcW ap≠m-Ip¶ am\-knI ]ncn-ap-d-¡w, Dd¡w sISp-¯n-sb¶p hcmw. Spouset\bpw a¡tfbpw kz´w Carbon copy B¡m -\pÅ {iaw Dt]-£n-¨m Hc-fhphsc am\-knI ]ncnap-dp¡w Ipd-bv¡mw. £a BßmÀ°-ambn ioen¨m t\Sm-hp¶ H¶m-Wv. Bh-i-y-ap-Å-Xn\pw CÃm-¯-Xn\pw tZj-y-s¸-Sp-t¼mÄ Ht¶mÀ¡p-I, kz´w Btcm-Kyw Xs¶ 19


bmWv _m[n-¡-s¸-Sp-¶-sX-¶v. Art of LivingImcpsS `mjbn ""tIm]w'' \yq¢nbÀ t_mw_n-t\-¡mfpw \io-Ic-W-tijnbpÅ-Xm-sW-¶v. AXv A{Xbv¡pw AX-ym-hiy L«-¯n am{Xw D]-tbm-Kn-¡m-\pÅ Bbp-[-amWv F¶v. tUmIvSÀam-cpsS `mj-bnÂ, \mw tZj-y-s¸-Sp-t¼mÄ icoc-¯n ]e-Xcw Stress hormones Dev]m-Zn-¸n-¡-s¸-Sp-¶p. Ch Ønc-ambn AsÃ-¦n BhÀ¯n¨v Dev]m-Zn-¸n-¡s¸-Sp-I-bp-sW-¦n lrZb `n¯n-IÄ¡p-≠-Ip¶ tISv, cà-k-½ÀZhpw sImsfm-kvt{Smfpw sIm≠p-≠m-Ip¶ tISnt\¡mfpw ap´nb C\-am-sW-¶m-Wv. C\n tZjyw hcp-t¼mÄ Nne Imc-y-§Ä HmÀ¡m³ {ian-¡p-I. 1. BÀ¡p-th-≠n? 2. Ime-Wbv¡p {]tbm-P-\-an-Ãm-¯-h\p th≠n kz´w lrZ-b-¯ns\ \in-¸n-¡-tWm? 3. Rm³ tZj-y-s¸-«m aä-h³ \¶m-Ip-tam? 4. Cbmsf \¶m-¡n-¯-cm-sa¶v BÀs¡-¦nepw hm¡p sImSp-¯n-«p-t≠m? Ch Nn´-bn h¶m tZjy§Ä ]mgm-¡m³ tXm¶ -¯n-Ã. kz´w Btcm-K-y-¯n-t\mSv BßmÀ°-amb Iqdps≠-¦n tZjyw amdn Nncn-bm-bn-cn¡pw hcn-I. tZjyw hcp¶ Ah-k-c-§-fn Nncn-¨p-I-f-bm³ ioen -¡-bm-sW-¦n tZmj-¯n\p ]Icw KpW-§-fmIpw In«p-I. Nncn-¡p-t¼mÄ ico-c-¯n \à tlmÀtamWp-IÄ Dev ]m-Zn-¸n-¡-s¸-Sp-¶p. \à tlmÀtam-Wp-IÄ buÆ\w \ne \nÀ¯m³ DX-Ip-t¼mÄ No¯ tlmÀtam-Wp-IÄ AIme hmÀ²yap≠m-Ip-sa-t¶mÀ¯m Ffp-¸w. `mKw aq¶v AYhm C\w c≠n ]d-ªXp t]mse Dd-§m³ InS-¡p-¶-Xn\p ct≠m aqt¶m aWn-¡q-dn-\-IapÅ shÅw IpSn Nne-t¸mÄ Dd¡w sISp-¯n-sb¶p hcmw. ImcWw Tank full BIp-t¼mÄ AÀ² cm{Xn aq{Xn-¡m³ FWo-¡-W-a-tÃm. CXv Un-interrupted deep sleeps\ _m[n-¡n-tÃ? CsXmgnhm-¡m³ sshIn«v GgpaWn Ign-ªpÅ shÅw IpSn Hgn-hm-¡mw. InS-¡pw apt¼ Tank Imen-bm¡n InS-¡mw. C§s\ sNdnb sNdnb Imc-y-§Ä {i²n-¨m KmV\n-{Zsb Xpe-b-¡msX c£-s¸-Sm-a-tÃm. a\p-jy icocw Hcp ineredible factory complex BW-tÃm. Cu complex se factoryIsfÃmw XpSÀ¨-bmbn \nÀ¯msX {]hÀ¯n¡-bm-sW-¦n BhÀ¯\ hnc-k-X, {]hÀ¯\ £a-X, DuÀÖzkz-eX F¶n-§-s\-bpÅhbv¡v Imc-W-am-Ip-Ibn-tÃ? F¶m Bdp apX F«p aWn-¡qÀ hsc-bpÅ “Un-interrupted deep sleep” IqSn Cu ^mIvS-dn-I-sfsbÃmw Recharge sNbvXp t\m¡q. hy-X-ymkw A\p-`hn-¨-dn-bmw. Hcp ]gs©mÃv HmÀ½ hcp-¶p. ""Ccp-¶p-®-cp-Xv, InS¶p-d-§-cp-Xv.'' CXnsâ Literal meaning FSp-¯mÂ, ]ns¶ \nt¶m \St¶m D®-tWm-sb¶pw Ccpt¶m \nt¶m Dd-§tWmsb¶pamIpw. F¶m Btcm-K-y-]-c20

ambn hym-J-ym-\n-¨m Ccp-¶p-®-cpXv F¶-Xns\ F§s\-sbms¡ interpret sN¿m-sa¶p t\m¡mw. imco-cn-Iamb bmsXm-cp-²-zm\w IqSmsX shdp-sX-bn-cp-¶p-®p-I, s\än hnbÀ¯n«v A¸w Ign-¡p-I, imco-cn-I-am-bpÅ A²-zm-\-¯n \n¶p In«p¶ hcp-am\w sIm≠p-®p-I. AÃmsX A²-zm-\n-¡msX (Active income) Ipsd ]Ww _m¦n \nt£-]n¨v AXnsâ ]eni sIm≠p-®p-I. (Passive income) F´p am{Xw imco-cnI A²-zm-\apt≠m A{Xbpw Afhv D®pI F¶n-§s\ \o≠p t]m Ipw. c≠m-as¯ t]mbnâ v ""InS-¶p-d-§-cpXv'' F§-s\-sbm s¡ interpret sN¿m-sa¶p t\m¡mw. Dd¡w hcmsX InS-¶p-cp≠v Dd¡w hcp-¯mw. adn¨v Dd¡w h¶-tijw InS¡mw F¶n-§-s\. am\-kn-I-ambpw imco-cn-I-am-bnÅ Imc-y-§Ä IqSmsX ]cn-kcw IqSn Nne-t¸mÄ Dd¡w sISp-¯mw. DZ: kpJI-c-a-Ãm¯ InS-¡, kpJw tXm¶n-bv¡m¯ hkv{Xw, IqsS-¡n-S-¡p¶ CW-bpsS IqÀ¡w-h-en, aäp i_vZ-§Ä, A[nI shfn¨w F¶n-§s\ \o≠p t]mIpw list. C{X-bp-a-ÃmsX Nne acp-¶p-IÄ sIm≠pw Dd¡w sISmw. DZm: lrt{ZmK apÅ-hÀ¡pÅ izmk XS-Êw, {] tal tcmKn-IÄ¡pÅ hypo glycemia (s]s«-¶pÅ cà¯nse ]©-kmcbpsS Afhv Ipd-bÂ) Imc-W-am-bpÅ stress hormones Dev]m-Z\w Dd¡w sISp-¯mw. Dd¡w sISp-¯n-I-fpsS ]«nI Xev¡mew ChnsS \nÀ¯mw. \à Dd¡w In«m-s\´p sN¿-W-sa-¶p-IqSn ]cn-tim[n-¡mw. CXn\v Dd¡w sISp-¯n-Isf Hgn-hm-¡n-bm t]mtcsb-¶m-bn-cn-¡pw. AsX-§-s\? am\-knI ]ncn-ap-dp -¡w, `mhn-sb-¡p-dn-¨pÅ Bi-¦, Imc-W-an-Ãm¯ worry Ch-bmWv \½psS Dd¡w sISp-¯p-I-bm-sW-¦n Cu hI Imc-y-§Ä ssIIm-cyw sN¿p¶ tPmen ssZh-¯ntâ XmsW¶p IcpXn ssZh-¯n\p hn«p sImSp-¡mw. At±lw Xocp-am-\n-¡s« \½Ä Dd-§tWm th≠-tbm-sb-¶v. AXn \v ssZhw Dt≠m CÃ-tbm-sb-¶-Xn\v Hcp-¯cw In«n-bn«p tht≠ At±-l-¯n\p hn«p sImSp-¡m³. tImgn-bn \n¶v ap« ht¶m ap«-bn \n¶pw tImgn ht¶msb¶p tNmZn-¨Xp t]mse-bm-bn. Cu tNmZ-y-¯n\p icn-bmb D¯cw In«p-tam? In«-W-sa-¦n GsX-¦n-ep-sam¶v BZ-yam-bn-bp-≠m-bn-sb¶p Ønc-s¸-Sp-t¯-≠n-h-cpw. AsÃ-¦nse{X hÀj-am-bmepw tNmZyw XpScpw F¦nepw XoÀt¶m {]iv\w. F¶m BZy ap«/tImgn Bcv krjvSn-¨p-sb¶mIpw ASp¯ tNmZ-yw. Ipg-ªXp Xs¶ CXpw thsdmcp Ønc-s¸-Sp-¯-ente HXp-§q. BZ-ys¯ ap«/ tImgn ssZhw krjvSn-¨p-sh-¶v. Ahn-tSbpw Xocp-¶nà {]iv\w. ssZhw krjvSn-¨p-sh¶p ]d-ªm ssZh-¯n sâ existence {]I-S-am-bntÃ? F¶m Cu ssZh-¯ns\ Bcp krjvSn-¨p-sb¶p tNmZn-¨m-tem? ]pen-hm-em-bn. tNmZ-ym-¯-c-§Ä \qäm-≠p-I-tfmfw \o≠p t]mIm-Xn-cn¡m³ ho≠p-samcp Ønco-I-cWw ssZh-¯ns\ Bcpw krjvSn-¨n-«n-Ã. ssZhw eternal BsW¶v C§s\ a\pThe Second Home


Friendship

Tanvi Rishikesh Kapur

Class VII of Ecole Internationale de Lancy, Switzerland GD/o Dr N. Rishikesh

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Friendship is a beautiful thing, A jewel to be treasured, It has no size, It cannot be measured. It is meant to last Through thick and thin, Getting stronger everyday, With laughs, smiles and grins.

To understand your pain, Your worries, your sadness, And change it instantly All to gladness!

A friend is there To wipe your tears And rid you of All your fears.

Don’t let your friends go, Keep them on hold, Because having a friend Is worth more than any gold. •

j-y-cm-in¡v Adn-bm-sXbpw Nn´n-¨n«pw D¯cw In«msX CSn¨p \nev¡p¶ Hmtcm junctionepw Hmtcm axiomDw C«p-t]m-Imt\ \nhr¯nbp-Åq. ImcWw CXn-s\m¶pw icn-bmb D¯cw \ap-¡-dn-bn-Ã-tÃm-sb-¶-XmWv ]ca kX-yw. Cu kXyw Xt¶ a\-Ên-em-bm `mhn-sb-¡p-dn-¨p Å Bi¦ sNdpXp t]mbn«v henb {]iv\-§Ä Xs¶ H¶p-a-Ã-sb¶p tXm¶pw. ]ns¶-´n\p shdpsX hym-Ip-es¸-S-Ww? `K-h-XvKo-X-bn ]d-ªn-cn-¡p-¶-Xp-t]mse \½Ä sNt¿-≠Xp sN¿p-I. _m¡n ssZh-¯n\p hn«p sImSp-¡p-I. ^ew Xmt\ In«n-t¡m-fpw. AsÃ-¦n ^ew {]Xo-£n-¨p-sIm≠v H¶pw sN¿m-Xn-cn-¡p-I. In«msX hcp -t¼mÄ {]Xo-£-bpsS hen¸a\p-k-cn-¨n-cn¡pw disappointment. F¶m H¶pw {]Xo-£n-¡msX {]hÀ¯n-¨mtem, In«p-¶-sXÃmw t_mW-kv. CXn \n¶p-sams¡ Hcp Imcyw hy-àw. ""AXn-taml''amWv CXn-s\m-s¡-bpÅ {][m\Imc-Ww \½psS a\-Êns\ ImÀ¶pXn¶p¶ Ggp i{Xp-¡-fn Hcp-¯³. t\ct¯ ]dª ""tIm]w'' thsdmcp i{Xp-hm-Wv. Cu i{Xp-¡-sfÃmw am\-kn-Im-tcmThe Second Home

K-y-¯ns\ _m[n-¡p-¶-h-bm-Wv. Ch-sb-¡p-dn¨v ASp¯ F¸n-tkm-Un t\m¡mw. \men\ ]cn-]m-Sn-bnse \mem-as¯ C\w t\Sm³ BZ-ys¯ aq¶n-\hpw BßmÀ°-ambn ioen-¨m imcocn-Im-tcm-Kyw t\Sp-¶Xp hgn Hc-f-hp-hsc \à Dd¡w In«mw. IqsS am\-kn-Im-tcm-Kyw IqSn t\Sn-bm apgp-h³ Dd-¡hpw In«pw. AXn XÀ¡w th≠ A\p-`-hn-¨-dnbmw. ""Btcm-Ky''¯nsâ A©p `mKhpw imco-cn-Im-tcm-K-y¯n-s\-¡p-dn-¨m-sW-¦n Bdpw Ggpw `mK-§Ä am\-knIm-tcm-K-yhpw kmaqlnIm-tcm-K-y-¯n-s\-¡p-dn-¨p-am-Wv. Cu c≠p `mK-§ÄIq-Sn-bm-bmte whobpsS Btcm-K-y¯n\v apgp-h³ definition BIq. imco-cn-Im-tcm-K-y-¯ns\ \Ã-h®w kzm-[o-\n-¡p¶ Imc-y-§-fm-Wnh c≠pw. aq¶pw IqSn t\Sn-bm PohnXw ]c-a-kpJw Xev¡mew \nÀ ¯p-¶p. • Bye Bye

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MISFORTUNE – Bane or Boon?

Prof. Ravindra Panicker L–1781

Who is not afraid of misfortune? Probably none; only the degree may differ. An insightful interpretation of ‘misfortune’ would unveil myriad layers of meanings and images at a higher cognitive level. Sant Hazrat Ali, an Urdu luminary, once asked, “How do you know whether a misfortune that befalls you is a curse or a blessing? If a misfortune draws you away from God, it is a curse. If it brings you closer to God, it is a blessing”. Napolean Hill too dwells upon the positive aspect of misfortune, when he says “opportunity often comes in, disguised in the form of misfortune or temporary defeat”. Hill’s words simply imply that even misfortune may help us avail of opportunities to bring in amendments in our attitude and also to instill optimism, if applied logically and realistically. The message precisely is that one must accept finite disappointments in a sportive spirit but must not lose infinite hope. Aesthetic sensibility coupled with a sense of reality would prompt us to read with genuine interest the words of Duke Senior in Shakespear’s ‘As You Like It’ – “Sweet are the uses of adversity; which, like the toad, ugly and venomous wears a precious jewel on his head”. Figurative sense then entails the question: why not try to take possession of the ‘jewel’ and get rid of the poisonous element? In the Mahabharata also there are certain events that depict the special aspects of misfortune. For instance, the curse-stricken Shikhandi helped to keep the indomitable Bheeshmacharya away from the battlefield, which ultimately facilitated the victory of the Pandavas, asserting the supremacy of the Divine Powers. Kunti once requested Lord Krishna to give her sorrows (read misfortune) that would enable her to blissfully remember Him. Reading between the lines here, we can realise the cathartic effect of tears which would lead toa spiritually purified life. Those in pursuance of excellence are naturally destined to face challenges while striving to accomplish their cherished ambitions and objectives. They can certainle elicit valuable lessons from these instances. After all, “if you want to see a rainbow, you have to stand in a little rain”!! • 22

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Anil Kumar M R L–1117

Mangrove: Propagation and Establishment

June 2012, Model Mangrove Island

It is God almighty who controls everything. From my childhood on I have been worshipping Lord Ayyappa. My family stayed very close to Pandalam Palace and Temple. In the evenings (mid 1960’s) we little ones with our father (a Sanskrit scholar & Malayalam teacher at Govt.H.S, Adoor) used to bathe in the knee-level, pristine sand bedded, lush fresh flowing river Achencoil under the old Pandalam bridge. We used to go to the Ayyappa temple for Deeparadhana. In those days, the local community and palace members were the regular devotees. From the age of 18 on, I was regular visitor to Sabarimala and in my 30’s and 40’s I went to Sabarimala on all possible months alone in the evening or morning whenever I wish to have a ‘darshan’ of Lord Ayyappa. While travelling I loved to watch nature. It was my hobby. While abroad in Turekmenistn on a World Bank project assignment, I was a frequent visitor to the underground lake (Cavern) about 180 Km from The Second Home

Ashgabat, the capital city of Turkmenistan. I also had the opportunity to take late Sri. Narasimha Rao, our former Prime Minister, there, during his visit to Turkmenistan in 1996. Similarly during my stay in Tajikistan (land locked country) in connection with an ADB project I spent my week ends with my local friends in the snow melt river sides and mountains. My close and intimate friend pushed me to the position of Managing Director, Kerala State Bamboo Corporation in July 2006 – a challenging job, but the company was in the stage of closure due to accumulated loss and resultant financial crisis. Unprecedented political turnout led to my premature relief from the post without completing my initiatives but with surplus funds in the company’s bank account and many successful new initiatives in bamboo industry. I returned to my parent department in 2009 August and retired as Executive Engineer in 2011, March. Since 2010 February I started working on my coastal system development project in my 3 acre saline water intruded, degraded marshy land at Devikulangara Panchayat. I have done many trials including planting medicinal plants in garden land and so on. Then I met the experts in forest department and took advice on planting mangroves. Sri.Trivedi Babu, IFS, advised me to go ahead with mangroves. I first planted 200 mangrove seedlings procured through social forestry department, Alappuzha. The ACF, Sri. Raju Francis and Forester Sri. Vijayan supported me actively and the results were highly encouraging. 23


Saline water intruded marshy land (man made destruction – consequent to the construction of Kayamkulam fishing harbor). My property before development – paddy field upto 1985 – picture taken in 2009 August.

Along with mangroves, the garden land was cleaned and planted with different medicinal plants and trees collected from KAU and Forest department. The motivation came from the observation that lot of wild grown local varieties of medicinal plants could be seen in my garden land. Consequent to the opening of Kayamkulam for the construction of the fishing harbour, the paddy fields were flooded with saline water and brackish water from the Kayamkulam kayal. The intertidal difference is about one foot in my field, which is the most ideal location to prepare a mangrove nursery. I thought of a sustainable, commercially viable infrastructure development. Thus started the developing of ponds and cultivation of fish in them.

2011 January

Then the ACF came out with idea of mangrove nursery development, propagating and establishment of mangroves in our marshy land under the Kuttanad Package. The mission was successful and we came out with 10000 numbers mangrove seedlings and planted them around my ponds and retained some as show case or model mangrove island. It was interesting that once seedlings are ready for distribution there were no takers for the seedlings. Now you can see how they are maintained in my farm with lot of personal effort and financial input.

2009 December, Started planting mangrove seedlings to study response.

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Now the plants are more than two years old. The whole system has developed as a live mangrove museum where you can see seedlings, model mangrove island, embankment protection with mangroves and a model coastal eco system with mangroves and integrated farming

30th June, 2012 - Mangroves protect outer bund (embankment protection and soil erosion control with mangroves)

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It is important to use degraded waste land for sustainable food production and employment to rural poor rather than to the ‘not touch wet land’ theory. Now my project is not financially viable to sustain and so I am attempting to develop it as an eco-tourism project to disseminate information on mangrove propagation, integrated farming and a model to public on utilization of waste land as an alternative to the indiscriminate filling by land mafia and realtors. This is a solution to the ongoing debate on conserving ecosystem and to control land filling by land mafia and indiscriminate realtors. • 25


The ‘I’ Principle When you say you had a deep sleep, what you mean is that you did not dream, you were not disturbed and that you did not know anything that happened during that period of sleep. You were not conscious of your body, you did not have any thoughts, but you knew that you had a deep sleep. (Remember, a sleep with dreams is not deep sleep). You were not conscious. Consciousness was there. Without consciousness being there, how can you say afterwards that you had a deep sleep? You knew you were not dead either at that time. Thus, when you are in the deep sleep state, you did not know anything but that there was consciousness. When you are dreaming or in the dream state, you mostly have unusual thoughts. Sometimes you fly. Sometimes you fall from the sky and are in a never ending dive. Sometimes you dream that you had a friendly visit from Aiswarya Rai or Asin. Sometimes you might have been chased by a dog. You may have weird dreams, fantastic dreams, horror dreams and may do impossible things in your dreams. Once you come out of the dream state, what you say is that you had dreams. You were not conscious of your body or the five sense organs when you were dreaming. To know that you had dreams, consciousness has to be present. So, in the dream state also, there is consciousness. In the waking state, we come to know about things through our five sensory organs – the eyes, nose, ears, skin and tongue. Perceptions through sensory organs are there only if you know about it, which again points to consciousness. Unless you are conscious, you are unable to perceive through the senses. Thus we come to the conclusion that consciousness is always present. Mind is thought. Mind is not an organ or instrument inside our body. Thoughts come and 28

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go. There is no space in thoughts. In mind, you are here at the moment and in the next instant you can be in Delhi, Dubai, London, New York or even the moon. Thoughts are discrete. One thought is independent of the other. They are not continuous. If they were continuous, how could we say that there were thoughts? There will be only one thought. One thought has to end before another can emerge. Therefore, a thought has to arise and be there, even if only for a nano second and then disappear before the next thought can come in. What is this permanent background from which thoughts come and go? It has to be consciousness, pure and simple. Thus a thought arises in consciousness and subsides into consciousness, just as waves in the ocean. A wave forms from the ocean, remains in the ocean and finally vanishes into the ocean. We know that a wave is nothing but water and the ocean too is only water. The wave may have a different form than the ocean, but it is just water. The feeling that the wave is different from water is nothing but an illusion or a misnomer. So when we say there are thoughts, actually there is only consciousness, just as there is only water in a wave. Dreams are also discrete thoughts, though kind of abnormal thoughts. By the same arguments applied for the mind, we can deduce that dream is also pure consciousness, like waves in the ocean. When we say that we see an object, what is it that we actually mean? Take for example a Rose. You see the colour, feel the petals, smell the fragrance, you can feel the soft touch. But all these by themselves do not constitute a rose. There is something more to it than what we can define. Actually, we do not know what a rose is. We have to admit that the thing in itself is unknown. The Second Home


Things or objects that we have not known do not exist – “vishayangalkku ajnathasattha illa”. Just imagine, we suddenly develop a sixth sensory organ. A whole world which can be perceived by that organ is so far non-existent. Things unknown have no existence. Objects do not have independent existence unless we come to know about them. You may say it may be there for another person, but subjectively for you, it is not there at all. What is the actual process that takes place when you see a rose flower? The light that falls on the flower reflects and reaches your eyes. An image is formed on the retina. The optical nerves carry the information to the brain and then we say that we see the rose. For the light to travel from the flower to our eyes and for the corresponding information to go to the brain takes time, even if it is an infinite decimal part of a nano second. We know nothing is constant; everything changes continuously. So the image that has formed on the retina is not the true image. By the time it reaches our eyes, the flower has changed. So we never see the actual flower. Another important fact is that unless we are conscious, we do not see even this fictitious picture. So for a flower to be there, our consciousness is the most important factor. The flower may be there for another person, but not for you. The one who sees, the seeing and what is seen – “drishtavu, darshanam, drishyam” – are one and the same from your point of view of consciousness. This is true with respect to the remaining four senses too. Thus, we find that in the waking state, when we see this world through our senses, consciousness has to be there for the world to exist. You may say they are there for others, but remember that ‘others’ are your objects only from the subjective point of view. Their certificate is not valid for you; you need your own certificate. Thoughts are nothing but consciousness – remember the analogy of waves and the ocean. Dreams are also consciousness and in the deep sleep state, there is only consciousness. Thus we find that everything is consciousness, consciousness and nothing but consciousness. “Manobudhyahankaara chithani naham nasrothram, najihwa nachakhrana nethrey Nacharvyoma bhoomir nathejo navayu Chidanandaroopa sivoham sivoham” - Nirvaanaastakam.

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We say we are happy in the deep sleep state, never sad or unhappy. So we initially there were no thoughts and you were in your element, viz., consciousness, you were happy. If somebody wakes you up from deep sleep, you are irritated. Happiness prolonged is peace. A person carrying a heavy load on his head sees a “chumadu thangi” and unloads the heavy load onto it. He will say “havoo!”. That is happiness. After some time, if he does not have to carry the load again, the happiness is prolonged and becomes peace. Happiness is thus only an expression of peace. So when there are no objects, you are at peace. Happiness is yourself. When a dog munches a dry bone, its gum gets bruised and blood starts to flow. The dog tastes the blood and thinks that the blood comes from the bone and bites at it with all his might. The bruise gets larger, more blood flows and he is happy. Thus when you experience happiness from an object, remember that the happiness does not come from the object but from yourself. If it is from the object, the same object must give you happiness always. A doll may give happiness to a baby, but not to an adult. If the happiness is intrinsic in the doll, it should give happiness when the baby grows to be a child, then to a boy, then to a youth, then an adult and finally an old man. Moreover, when you experience happiness, you forget the object. Sex gives you happiness. Sex is the union of two bodies. This brings about the union of minds. The union of minds brings about the union of souls. The union of souls brings in the ultimate happiness, which is your real nature. The man and woman become one. They are not aware of their bodies, senses and minds at the height of their happiness. They become one. The real nature shines and they experience bliss. There are no thoughts. There is no mind. Mind as mind knows no peace and mind at peace is no mind at all. It is happiness and consciousness. That is Advaitha or nonduality. You always say my body, my hand, my leg. Does it not show that these are objects belonging to you and you are not those? The possessor of all these is the ‘I’. This ‘I’ principle is the one that is consciousness, peace and existence – “Satchidanandam”. Try to be the ‘I’ principle. Think about it as often as you can. Think about it when you get up in the morning, when you go to sleep..Hold on to it. You will be happy always. You will be at peace. •

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Terrorism: What will bring its apocalypse?

Janani Swaminathan D/o V. Swaminathan

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What in the world is going on? Is this an RGV movie or are we really seeing India being brought under arson? We could sense the tears well up in our eyes with helplessness and grief each time we saw bursts of fire erupting in our country. Angry tears when we saw the gleaming faces of terrorists massacre people at the Taj and the Oberoi. ARE WE LIVING IN A WAR ZONE? Couldn’t L.K.Advani and Manmohan Singh have gone to Mumbai in a single aircraft on 26/11 to show a united face against terror? Didn’t Bejan Daruwalla have anything better to do other than lament the numerological inauspiciousness of Mumbai? Who cares how resilient our economy is or how high rises act as a barometer of the level of development in our country? The truth is that we lack the infrastructure and mean machines which will help us in times of grave crisis. Who cares about “International Relations” when a single act of violence sets back relations for a long time to come? Who cares about which party wins the elections when everyone is aware of the fact that the machinery of every political party fails to protect us time and again like the silence of the MNS’s silence during the attack on “aamchi Mumbai”. Its time to think and start a movement, to revolt against the imbecile iconoclasts trained by sepulchral and bigoted terror outfits, against the asperity of terror and to assuage the damage caused due to impalpable radical missions. • • • • • • •

Back the police with 100% support. Pressurize the media to act sensibly and not sensationally. Vote out the corrupt and inefficient politicians. Elect leaders with intelligence, integrity and courage. Let pray for the innocent killed. Lets salute the police who sacrificed their lives. Let’s do everything to be a proud citizen of India.

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Sri. K.P. Sundaram (L-2138) has been selected for the V K Krishna Menon Award, 2012, by the V K Krishna Menon Smaraka Samithi. The award is in recognition of Sri.Sundaram’s contributions in the sociocultural arena. A prominent socila worker, political leader and Standing Committee Member for Education and Health of Aryanad Grama Panchayat, he was seleceted from among more than 150 Members of Grama Panchayats.

Sri. P. Gopinath (R-763) has been awarded Ph.D by the Colombo Open International University, Colombo, for his work “Emerging Trends in Human Resources Training”. The Convocation was held at Kualalampur, Malaysia, in June, 2012. This achievement, attained at the age of 77, is certainly no mean feat. ‘Gopichettan’, as we all know him, was previously the President of our Club. Great going, Gopichetta.....

Capt. PKR Nair (L-0291) has been appointed by the Government of India as a Trustee of the Cochin Port Trust. One of the most senior maritime experts in India, Capt.Nair is the first non-official Trustee from the maritime profession in India to be appointed as the Trustee of a major Port. Capt.Nair was earlier Director of Ports and Marine Advisor to The Government of Kerala for more than 12 years. Captain P K R Nair was also formerly the President and Trustee of our Club as well as the President of Trivandrum Tennis Club.

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Mr. Sunny P Jose (L-0967) has been nominated by the Government of Kerala to the following positions: • Syndicate Member, Cochin University of Science & Technology. • Member,

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Council,

Cochin University of Science & Sri. Jayakumar G R (R-1112), appointed as Member, Kerala State Medicinal Plants Board and as Senior Research Officer, Ayurveda Research Institute, Thiruvananthapuram.

Technology. • Governing Council Member & Member of Executive Committee, Inter University Centre for intellectual Property Rights, A National - Level Committee. • Member, Grievance Redressal Bureau for Trade, Commerce & Industry, with Sri. K M Mani, Hon’ble Minister for Finance as the Chairman. • Member, Kerala Shops & Commercial Establishments Labour Welfare Fund Board. He has also been elected as Member of the Staff Council Cochin University of Science & Technology.

Sri. G.N. Nair (L-1248), appointed as Managing Director, Kerala State Coir Corporation Ltd. He was earlier Executive Director Finance, Hindustan Latex Ltd., and Director - Finance, Central Warehousing Corporation.

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Smt. Girija Sethunath, W/o Sri. Sethunath K S (L-0484) winner of the 9th Kalakeralam ‘SARGASREE’ award. The award carries a cash prize of Rs.15000, certificate and trophy. She was selected by a jury chaired by Sri. Zachariah, with poet Sri. Vinayan, Sri. Supriyan, Sri.Vinu and Sri. Poovachal Khader as members.

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Love & Time

Amullya Harikumar D/o Sri. N.R. Harikumar

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Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived – Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge & all others including Love. One day, it was announced that the island would sink; so everyone constructed boats and were preparing to leave the island, all except Love. Love was the only one who stayed back. Love wanted to hold on till the last possible moment. When the island was finally almost fully sunk, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by and Love asked, “Can I come with you, Richness?” Richness answered, “No, my boat is full of gold and wealth; there is no place for you”. Then Love saw Vanity passing by and asked, “Can you save me?” Vanity answered, “No, you are all wet and will damage my boat”. Sadness was hurrying away when Love asked for help. Sadness replied “No, I am so sad that I really need to be alone”. Happiness, rushing off the island, did not even hear what Love was saying as she was so happy… Suddenly, a voice came, “Come Love, I will take you with me”. It was the voice of an Elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she even forgot to ask where they were going. When they arrived on dry land, Love thanked the elder went her way. Later, Love asked Knowledge, “Do you know who helped me?’ Knowledge smiled and answered, “It was Time”. “Why did Time help me when so many others ignored me?” Knowledge smiled again with deep wisdom and said, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is…..” •

Tomorrow will come daily But Today will come only today Finish your Today’s work Today itself And be free for the Tomorrow to come...

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TRIVIA Checkout what your name means………. What you do is find out what each letter of your name means, then connect all the meanings and lo behold, we have YOU !

A

You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.

N

You like to work, but you always want a break.

B

You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.

O

You are very open-minded.

C

You definitely have a partier side in you, don’t be shy to show it.

P

You are very friendly and understanding.

D

You have trouble trusting people.

Q

You are a hypocrite.

E

You are a very exciting person.

R

You are a social butterfly.

F

Everyone loves you.

S

You are very broad-minded.

G

You have excellent ways of viewing people.

T

You have an attitude, a big one.

U

You feel like you have to equal up to people’s standards.

V

You have a very good physique and looks.

W

You like your privacy.

X

You never let people tell you what to do.

Y

You cause a lot of trouble

Z

You are always fighting with someone.

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You are not judgmental.

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You are always smiling and making others smile.

J

Jealously

K

You like to try new things.

L

Love is something you deeply believe in.

M

Success comes easily to you.

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Scene at HEATHROW Airport: a cold Sunday morning Dr. Arumugam known as Aru to friends and family about to board a nonstop flight to Bombay enroute to Chennai. His mobile rings “Hello Elu, I will reach tomorrow night. Pick me up. OK” “Aru don’t forget to bring your computer accessories and of course my Blue Label from Duty Free” replies Elu. “OK, OK” Aru says Aru and Elu (Elango) are thick friends. They were classmates at Madurai Medical College. Both were roommates too at “C” Block of MMC Hostel. Aru hailed from Nagercoil and Elu from Usilampatty. Both had very few qualities in common. Still their bondage was very strong. Even 33 years of time and tide had not eroded the intensity of their friendship. Aru was brilliant, a gold Medalist and had migrated to UK to pursue his pet specialty of Oncology. But Elu took nearly 10 years to complete MBBS. He had then happily settled as a GP in his home town of Usilampatty. As Aru took his aisle seat in executive class of his aircraft his mind was filled with fond memories of Elu. Elu would drag him to LH campus (Ladies Hostel campus) fortified with barbed wire and two entrances guarded by fierce looking sentries. As the sun sets, the area would be slowly taken up by couples, some of them seeking refuge in remote, dark corners. “Waa da, lets go to LH”. Elu would say. “No, no, The Second Home

why disturb genuine lovers”. “Po da. Who said they are genuine lovers. And the day scholars room which turned into Blue Bird Dance Club with Ra Ra Rasputin blaring and Elu dancing with a bottle of Kalyani. Aru and Elu where permanent members of Dance club until it was banned by the Vice Principal. “Shall we attend Hussaini’s Karate class”. “Look Elu, Veerakumar (Prof. Microbiology) gives only 50% pass. You go. Micro is tough for me”. Elu would sacrifice. But he was full of energy. “At least why don’t we go to Reghurams Yoga class. It will improve your concentration and memory”, Elu would persist. Aru agreed on the condition that Elu would complete the course which he never did. Aru completed basic course and is religiously practicing yoga until date. Elu had to dropout in the middle after suffering a neck sprain sustained by trying to enjoy the soft curves of the next girl during Sheersasana (Head stand). He could not help laughing aloud. “What’s amusing?”, the person by his side intruded into his thoughts. “Nothing” His mind went back to college days. One day he was woken up by the loud banging of his room door. “Dai, open the door or I’ll burn down the room”. A mob was outside his room. Inter caste fights were common in the hostel. Sometimes it turned out to be very brutal. At individual levels there were no problems. But a minor incident could provoke a 35


mob reaction. This was such a incident. Aru and Elu belonged to opposite warring castes. Today Elu’s people were the attackers. “Don’t open the door” Elu said “No let them come”. Aru said Finally the door was broken open. They were 10 of them dark, unruly and drunk. “Vettu da” screamed the leader. Elu jumped between the gang and Aru. “Hit me first” shouted Elu. “Don’t you know what the Nagercoil fellas did to our Somu”. “No, I won’t let you touch Aru. You will have to kill me first”. Arus eyes moistened. Tears welled up. If not for that unflinching loyalty Aru would not have been alive today. His heart brimmed with emotion. Even during his numerous visits to Elus house at Usilampatty he was treated like a son of the soil. Both slept on the same cot. Elu’s mom used to cook pongals and vadas - Arus favourite. Their visits to Cinema Talkies (rustic cinema theatre) were memorable. Elu used to exhaust his meager pocket money for tickets, crisp murukkus and black tea. It was there Aru first met her. Mullai! A village beauty. She was sitting on the next bench. He could not take his eyes off her. She was also reciprocating his glances. Next day they met at the village temple. She was alone. “What is your name?” “Mullai” “What’s yours?” “Arumugam. They call me Aru”. Gradually Aru’s visits to Usliampatty increased and the relationship blossomed into intimate love. Elu came to know of this much later. He opposed the affair tooth and nail. “She’s from Thevar community. You are a Chettiyar. This will never work.” “I will make it happen” argued Aru. “It’s dangerous. This is a village. They will finish you” “I am Arumugham - SIX FACES. They will see a different Aru”. By this time Aru had to prepare 36

for Final MBBS- Medicine/Surgery and OG at one sitting. The load was heavy. This kept him away from Usilampatty for nearly six months. 10 days prior to final year exam he heard from Elu that Mullai was married off to her maternal uncle, who accepted her though he knew she was pregnant. Aru’s life turned into hell. Still he wrote the exams. He passed with flying colours, became the gold medalist and left the country for good. His thoughts were interrupted by the person beside. “What’s your line?”. “Dr, Oncologist ie Cancer Specialist”. “Oh. In UK?”. “Yes, was practicing for nearly 25 years. Now diversified into research” “Oh, research in cancer treatment”. “Yes, the in-thing is Gene Therapy, ie cancer is caused by a particular gene called Oncogene which gets activated resulting in cancer. So we are trying to deactivate or modulate this gene” “So you are expecting to a cure for cancer?” “Exactly”. “How successful is it?” “Still in experimental stage. We need human trials which is difficult in UK. In India there are many volunteers. They come to us as a last resort”. “Do you use medicines to deactivate”? “No, we use computer aided RF pulses (Radio Frequency pulses) which is sent into human body. Harmless to the volunteers. Same thing as in MRI.” “OK I get it”. Their conversation was interrupted by announcement for landing. Arus itinerary was tightly planned. Finally he was in Chennai from Bombay and caught the Vaigai Express on time. Elu received him at Madurai Junction. “Tiresome journey”? “Yep” “Booked a deluxe suite at Pandian. Our 1st volunteer will arrive at 11 am tomorrow” The Second Home


“Fantastic” They reached the hotel, gulped down a couple of Blue Label, had dinner and hit the bed. Next day the entire programming had to be completed before 11 am. Before that all computer fittings, accessories, RF pulse generator etc. had to be checked and put in place. As was Arus normal style of functioning he went through the case file of first volunteer. Name : Mullai Krishnan Age : 40/F Address : No. 17, Marketplace, Usilampatty. The name rang a strange bell in Arus mind. He showed the address to Elu and gave a questioning look. “Yes, the same Mullai”. “My God!” exclaimed Aru. Before they could talk further a frail looking woman was wheeled in by an elderly man. She was emaciated, head hung low and shoulders droping. She was not in touch with the surroundings. Mere vegetative existence. “My wife, Mullai. Please save her” pleaded the elderly man. Mullai was in advanced stage of leukemia. Local doctors have given 3 months time. Desperately they had approach Elu who in turn refered to Aru. Aru’s assistant plugged all the wires, turned the computer on to give the first dose of Radiofrequency pulse (RF Pulse). Computer Screen blinked. SYSTEM ACTIVATED. Aru was tense. His pet

project was about to take off. His eyes were fixed on the TV monitor. CHROMOSOME TRACKED DOWN Beep beep ONCOGENE LOCATED Beep beep DEACTIVATION COMPLETE Aru jumped up with joy. He looked at the patient. There was no change in her. “Did it work?” “Don’t know” said Elu. While they were engaged in this conversation, Arus Assistant said: “Sir”. No words were coming from him but he was lifting the patients face. Aru could see tears rolling down her face. In a few minutes she wept inconsolably. “Mullai, Mullai what happened”. Krishnan was asking with his hand on her shoulders.” “Don’t touch me” she said. “Look, Mullai is talking.” Krishnan shouted, “Aru, where were you for so many years”. Mullai asked in between her sobs”. It was then Aru knew that Mullai had jumped off the terrace on her wedding night. She had suffered serious head injury. She had survived only to be left with Post Traumatic Amnesia and Aphasia. Lo and behold! Arus RF pulse had activated the damaged memory and speech centres in the brain during the process of deactivating the oncogene. Aru walked towards Mullai and placed his hands gently on her head. Involuntarily she leaned towards him, her head resting on his mid torso. •

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The Violin and India About 200 years ago, during the British rule, the Violin first made its entry into the annals of South Indian classical (i.e.) Carnatic Music, chiefly through four persons. They were Balaswami Dikshitar, Varahappa Iyer, Vadivelu and Krishnaswami Bhagavatar. Balaswami Dikshitar (1786-1859), son of Ramaswami Dikshitar and brother of Muthuswami Dikshitar, was staying at Manali, near Chennai. The Dikshitar family was patronized by Manali Muthukrishna Mudaliar (Dubash [i.e. interpreter] to the British Governor, Pigot). Mudliar introduced Balaswami Dikshitar to western music at the performance of the European Band attached to the East India Company. Dikshitar learnt to play the western Violin for three years. Later, he began trying out Carnatic Music on the violin and so developed his skills and playing technique that he was appointed State Vidwan of Ettayapuram in 1824. Varahappa Iyer, a Minister of the Tanjore Maratha Court was a highly placed official well versed in English who had an in-depth knowledge of music. On his visit to the British Governor’s residence in Madras, he had the occasion to see the various western instruments in his collection. His close friendship with the Governor enabled him to try them out. Although he was initially awestruck at the range (then spanning 7 octaves) of the Piano, he instinctively realized that it was the Violin that was eminently adaptable to our system of music. A brief period of practice increased his familiarity with the instrument to the extent that the Governor gifted it 38

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to him. With time, he became proficient enough to provide accompaniment to vocal music. Vadivelu (1810-1845), the youngest of the Tanjore Quartet (all of whom were students of Muthuswami Dikshitar) was a composer and vocalist. He was the Asthana Vidwan at Travancore during Swati Tirunal’s (1813-1847) reign. The Maharaja encouraged Vadivelu to take up playing the Violin. Suitably impressed, he presented an ‘Ivory Violin’ to Vadivelu in 1834. Vadivelu is credited with introducing short passages on the Violin during the classical dance performances of the day. In those days, though bowed instruments like Ek tar, Dilruba and Esraj were prevalent, only instruments like flute, sarangi, vil-yazh and the veena were used in India to provide support to the voice. The timbre, potentiality of the violin and its ability to blend with the voice gave the instrument an edge over all other instruments as the most ideal accompanying instrument. After the introduction of violin by Balaswami Dikshitar and other the efforts of the next generation of violinists, the violin gradually took precedence over all the other as the main melodic accompanying instrument to vocal music and has come to stay. Indianisation: The South Indian violinist sits cross-legged on the floor and balances the instrument between his chest and the anklebone of his right foot, on which rests the scroll of the violin. This posture facilitates the free movement of the left hand along the fingerboard, particularly in producing the gamakas (graces) so The Second Home


integral to the carnatic mode. It also necessitated appropriate changes in bowing technique, the changes being duly made. In the western system the 4 strings are tuned in the order E A D G from right to left (i.e.) each 5 tones apart. However in the Carnatic system the tuning is not absolute but relative. Initially the tuning was in the order of Sa Pa Sa Pa from right to left (higher octave to lower octave). Subsequently the tuning was changed to Pa Sa Pa Sa (the first two strings from the right aligned to the middle octave and the third and fourth to the lower octave). In other words, this tuning follows the cycle of fifths and fourths from the lower octave. The entire carnatic music system revolves around Vocal Music. The violin because of its unique qualities has earned its place as an accompanying instrument and a solo instrument. The instrument can be tuned to any pitch that the vocalist chooses. The bow lends continuity to the instrument, a necessary ingredient for vocal music. The tonal quality and the volume that it produces enable it to blend with the ‘human voice’. The area of operation is small thus making it possible to play any speed to match the vocalist with ease. Its range includes three octaves which is the normal range for a good vocalist. It can reproduce all subtle nuances, graces (gamakas), modulations and all the microtones (srutis) which characterize our music. To a large extent, it can produce the bhava(soulful music) that the voice produces with comparable intensity.

It must be noted that these are additional merits in comparison to other instruments. So over the years, apart from being an accompanying instrument, the violin has emerged as a solo instrument in the hands of virtuosos, in no less measure as compared to any other solo instrument. The concerts till the middle of 20th century were mike-less. Mysore T. Chowdiah (1895-1967) is credited with having introduced the 7 stringed violin. With mike-less concerts and vocalists with powerful voices like Chembai Vaidyanatha Bhagavathar reigning supreme, necessitated this innovation to give the violin additional volume and audibility. Yehudi Menuhin, the great 20th century violinist on examining this violin remarked, “I have enough trouble playing with four strings…” The 20th century saw, many such gurus of whom Prof. T.N. Krishnan (TNK), LalgudiJayaraman and Parur M.S. Gopalakrishnanin the South, and Prof. V.G.Jog in the North deserve special mention. In spite of the prevalence of varied techniques in the Western violin, the South Indian has carefully chosen only those, which enrich the Music. Today the 4 stringed Violin is the most popular one in use. Occasionally the 5 stringed instrument to cover the Ati Tara Stayi with ease is used. Various devices like the contact mikes are used for sound amplification. How the latest advancement like the Synthesizers will affect the development of violins will be known only with the passage of time.In any case, the Violin has earned an eternal place in Indian music. •

Dr. Narendra R Kumar MD. FACS (R-1496) has been elected as President, American Association of Physicians of Indian Origin (AAPI). AAP1 has over 65000 Physicians of India origin as members.

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k©mcw hml\§fn-eqsSþ Imf-h≠n-bn \n¶pw helicopter- ImÂ\-S-b-ÃmsX Hcp hml-\-¯n BZ-y-ambn Ib-dnbpÅbm{X Fsâ HmÀ½ icn-bm-sW-¦n Hcp Imf-h-≠n -bn-em-Wv. X¼m-\q-cnse Fsâ ho«n \n¶pw ]qP-¸p-cbn Xma-kn-¨n-cp¶ Fsâ A½m-h³, t]cp-tI« XlkoÂZmÀ Bbn-cp¶ them-bp-[³ \mbcpsS hn«n-te-bv ¡m-Wv. BZybm{X-bn kpJ-I-camb Hcp HmÀ½ B ho«n  F¯m-dm-Ip-t¼mÄ DÅ tdmUnsâ hi-§-fn-epÅ ]p ssXe sNSn-bp-sSbpw sIm¦nWn ]qs¨Sn-bp-sSbpw kpK Ôw t]dn-bpÅ Imä-Sn-¡p-¶-Xm-Wv. ]d-b-s«. ASp-¯-Xmbn Ib-dnb hml\w IpXnc h≠nbn-em-Wv. `b-t¯m-sS-bmWv IpXnc h≠n-bn Ib-dp¶-Xv. h≠n-bpsS ]pdIp his¯ hmXn Xpd¶v seat s]m¡n-¯-cpw. AI¯p Ib-dp-t¼mÄ s\©n-\Iw ""]S -]S'' CSn¡pw IpXnc HmSn-¡-f-bptam F¶ t]Sn. F¶m IpXnch≠n-bn \n¶pw IpXnc¸pd¯v Ib-dn-bpÅ bm{X HmÀ¡p-t¼mÄ Nncn-h-cp-¶p. sshjvWhn tZhnt£{X¯n \n¶pw aS-§p-t¼mÄ Hcp IpXn-c-¸p-d¯v Ib-dn-b -Xv. Hcp hb-k³ IpXn-cbpw Hcp hb-k³ IpXn-c-¡m-c\pw. kmcn-bp-Sp¯p sIm≠pÅ IpXnc khmcn A{Xbv¡v kp J-I-c-a-Ã. e£-y-Øm-\¯v F¯n-b-t¸mÄ, `mK-y-sa¶p ]d-bs«, IpX-n-c-¡m-c³ tdmUph-¡-¯pÅ Hcp ssIh-cn¡-Sp¯v IpXn-csb \ndp¯n X¶p. AXp-sIm≠v NmSn Cd-§m³ A{X ]mSp-s]-tS≠n h¶n-Ã. IpXn-c-¸p-d¯p Ib-dp-¶-Xn-t\-¡mÄ {]bmkw Cd-§pXm-sW¶p tXm¶p¶p. {]tX-y-In¨v kmcnbpw Npän-s¡m≠v. ASp-t¯-Xmbn Ib-dnb hml\w tIm«b¯v kvIqfn ]Tn-¡p-t¼mÄ Bfp hen¨psIm≠v t]mIp¶ dn£-bn ssk¡nÄ dn£-bn epw Ib-dn-bn-«p-≠v. F¶m ]e XhW Ib-dm³ CSh¶n -«p-ÅXv Hmt«m-dn-£-bn-em-Wv. Fsâ hnhmlw Ign-ª-Xn-\p -ti-j-amWv Rm³ BZ-yam-bn s{Sbn-\n Ib-dp-¶-Xv. Ce-Iv{Sn¡v s{Sbn-\nepw sat{Sm-bnepw k©-cn-¨n-«p-≠v. u.kbn Hcp Øe¯v AhnsS \n¶pw Ah-km-\-ambn Codengine LSn-¸n¨ Xoh-≠n-bnepw Ib-dm-\pÅ `mK-y-ap-≠m-bn. AXv A¶v Ahn-Sps¯ Hcp kw`-h-ambn BtLm-jn-¨n-cp-¶p. tImtf-Pn Rm³ ]Tn-¡p-t¼m-gmWv Fsâ Aѳ 40

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Imdp taSn-¨Xv. henb BÀ`m-S-sam¶pw CÃmsX Pohn¡m-\m-bn-cp¶p AÑ-\n-jvSw. Fsâ k©mcw IqSp-Xepw Imdn-em-Wv. Fsâ `À¯mhv {ioam³ sI.-BÀ. cmP-tiJ-c³ \mb-cpsS shÅbpw Npa¸p paint ASn¨ klt 7828 F¶ Aw_m-kn-UÀ ImÀ Xncp-h-\-´-]pcw \nhm-knIÄ¡v kp]-cn-N-X-am-Wv. R§Ä¡v hfsc hfsc D]-Icn-¨n-«p-≠v. D]-I-cn-¨p-sIm-≠n-cn-¡p-¶p. knän _Ên A[nIw bm{X sNbvXn-«n-Ã. _Ên Ib-dm³ A{X ]cn-N-b-hp-an-Ã. F¶m Double Decker- C-hn-sSbpw hntZ-i¯pw bm{X sNbvXn-«p-ap-≠v. C{X-sbm s¡ Ic-bnÂIq-Sn-bpÅ bm{X. C\n shÅ-¯n IqsSbpÅ bm{X XpS-cmw. tImh-f¯v Hcp sNdnb hÅ-¯n Rm\pw, `À¯mhpw At±-l¯nsâ kvt\ln-X³ Xpgªp t]mb bm{X ad-¡p-I-bn-Ã. ]ns¶ ]eÀ¡pw kn²n-¡m¯ Hcp `mKyw F\n¡v ssIh-¶n-«p-≠v. I\-ym-Ip-am-cn-bn hnth-Im-\µ sat½mdn-b ]Sp-¯v DbÀ¯p-¶-Xn\v ap³]mbn Rm\pw Fsâ H¶p c≠p _Ôp-¡fpw IqSn Hcp hÅ-¯n Ibdn Ahn-tSbv¡v t]mbn. Ic-bn I≠p \n¶n-cp¶ aäp _ Ôp-¡Ä, Fsâ `À¯mhv DÄs¸sS, BImw-£-tbmsS t\m¡n \n¡p-I-bm-bn-cp¶p. hÅw Xpgª c≠p t]À ]dªp, t]Sn-t¡≠ R§-fntà F¶v. hÅw ]md-tbm Sv ASp-¸n¨p FSp¯v NmSnt¡m-fm³ ]d-ªp. F´p ckam-bn-cp-¶p. tamt«mÀ LSn-¸n¨ t_m«p-I-fnepw Ipsd {]mh-iyw Ib-dn-bn-«p-≠v. amen-Z-zo-]n Airport- \n¶pw Mainland tebv¡v. ASp-¯-Xmbn {]tX-y-IX \ndª Hcp IS bm{X-bm-bn-cp-¶p e£Zzo-]n-tebv¡v t]mb-Xv. Tippu Sultan F¶ I¸-en-em-bn-cp¶p bm{X. I¸Â e£-Z-zo-]n se aq¶p Zzo-]p-IÄ ImWm-\mbn Cd¡n Xcpw. \¦q-c-a-Snbv¡m-\pÅ kwhn-[m\w CÃm-¯-Xp-sIm≠v Cd-t§≠ Øe¯v Hcp Motor Boat h¶p \n¡pw AXn-tem«v NmSn Cd-§-Ww. Tippu Sultan- DÅ bm{Xbpw Dover \n¶v Calais-tebv¡v DÅ I¸Â bm{Xbpw X½n F´p hy-X-ymkw. c≠m-aXv ]dª I¸Â I¸-em-sW¶v tXm¶p-¶Xv Deck Ibdn t\m¡p-t¼m-gm-Wv. Hcp ]SpThe Second Home


Iq-ä³ ku[sa¶v thW-sa-¦n ]d-bmw. CXv IqSmsX Nne A]qÀÆ khm-cn-Ifpw \S-¯m³ km[n-¨n-«p-≠v. ZpÀ Km-]q-cn Hcp coalmine\I¯v Cd§n I¡cn sh«n FSp-¡p-¶Xv ImWm³ Hcp Ac-ap-¡m Intem aoäÀ Zqcw \S¶p I≠p. hni-Zmw-i-§-fn-tebv¡v IqSp-X IS-¡p¶n-Ã. Rope waybnepw Ib-dn-bn-«p-≠v. CSp¡n Umw ] Wn-bp¶ ka-b¯v Hcp winch Ibdn t]mbXpw ad¡m-\m-hm¯ Hcp bm{X Xs¶. hntZ-i¯v Black Pool ]gb Xpd-ap-J¯p ISÂXo c¯v s]mfn¨p amäm¯ Hcp Tower D≠v. AXn lift Ib-dm³ kuIcyw Hcp-¡n-bn-«p-≠v. \mepNpäpw hnP\-amb IS¯o-c-¯pÅ Hcp tower lift Ib-dn-bt¸mÄ Ipd¨p t]Sn tXm¶m-Xn-cp-¶n-Ã. Xncnsb Cd§n h¶-t¸mÄ memento Bbn In«nb Hcp certificate Rm³ Ct¸mgpw `{Z-ambn kq£n¨p h¨n-«p-≠v. AXv C§-s\bmWv Mrs. Anandham Rajasekharan is brave enough to venture 518+9 heigh black pool tower. F´m? Nncnh-cp¶p AtÃ? hnam-\-¯n `mc-X-¯nepw hntZ-i¯pw At\Iw XhW bm{X sNbvXn-«p-s≠-¦nepw Singapore Cable Car  IqSn-bpÅ bm{X-bn am{Xsa icn¡pw F\n¡v `bw tXm¶n-bp-Åq. `bw tXmt¶≠ asämcp bm{X Dubaise Desert

SafaribmWv. sNdnb Ip¶p t]mepÅ aW Iq¼m-c-¯n \v apI-fn Ibdn Ip¯s\ Xmtgm«v Cd¡n sIm≠pÅ bm{X. XoÀ¨-bmbpw ck-Icw Xs¶. FSp¯v ]d-bm-\pÅ H¶p c≠v bm{X-Ifn H¶v bqtdm-¸nse Venice Water Taxibn Ibdn Ipsd A[nIw Zqcw k©-cn-¨Xpw London \K-c-¯n GreatWheel t]mepÅ London Eye Ib-dn-bXpamWv. F\n¡v Ib-dm³ km[n-¡m¯ Hcp hml-\-amWv Two Wheeler. hbÊpIme¯v H¶v {ian¨p t\m¡n-bmtem F¶ Btem-N-\-bp-ap-≠v. Ah-km-\-ambn Hcp bm{Xsb ]än-IqSn ]dªv \ndp¯s« AXv Kulu Manalibn \n¶pw Delhibnte¡v 12 t]À¡p-am{Xw Ccn-¡m-hp¶ Hcp hnam-\-¯n Ibdn-bpÅ bm{X. hnam-\-¯nsâ t]cv F\n¡v Ct¸mÄ HmÀ½-h-cp-\n-Ã. Helicopter F¶v Rm³ AXns\ t]cnSp-¶p. lnam-eb ]ÀÆX-\n-c-IÄ¡v apI-fn IqSn-bpÅ bm{X F§ns\ ad-¡m-\m-hpw; hnam-\-¯n IqsS bm{X sNbvXn-cp¶ Newly married couple I®p-a-S¨v sI«n]n-Sn¨n-cp-¶p. C§ns\ Hcp bm{Xbv¡v kµÀ`w Hcp-¡n-X¶ _lp-am-\-s¸« hy-àn¡v \µn. A§n-s\-bmWv Imf-h-≠n-bn \n¶pw Helicopter te¡pÅ Fsâ k©m-c-¯nsâ IY. ip`w. •

Major T N Unnikrishnan (R-2960) has been awarded the Shaurya Chakra by the President of India for his gallantry during counter - insurgency operations. He has on an earlier occasion received the Commendation of the Chief of Army Staff- Major Unnikrishnan is the son of Sri. V.M. Kariath (L-852).

Sri. Soorya Krishnamoorthi (L-1643), appointed as Chairman, Kerala Sangeetha Nataka Academy.

Vikesh .S S/o Dr. Subramoniam (L - 1808), Runner Up in the All Kerala ICSE Inter School Shuttle Badminton Tournament.


Anand Suresh (R-2578) S/o V. Suresh (L-387)

& Archita Murali (3153) D/o Hari Murali (R-765)

Wish you all a happy married life

Suraj Philip Jacob (R-3345) S/o J. A. Jacob (L-466)

& Mahima Samuel


Nalin Ganesh S/o K G Narayanan Nair (R 1073)

& Reshma

Archana Nair D/o C Suresh Babu (L-1450)

& Suraj K Nair

Robi Nair (R-2677) S/o G.N. Nair (L-1248)

& Maya Nair


Sivasankar Harish S/o Harish Kumar (R-2564)

& Anjali

Wish you all a happy married life

Deepu Saravanan S/o Mrs. R. Rajeswari Selvarajan (S-0730)

& Saranya

Aravind Ramachandran (R-2740) S/o Dr. K. Ramachandran (L-1279)

& Tulika Pillai

D/o Dr. S. Harikumar (R-1376)


Bindi Susan Mathew D/o Titty Mathew (L-1240)

& Clenny M. Francis

Prasanth Parameswaran (R-3171) S/o Dr. Parameswaran (2073)

& Neethu Suresh

Vinod (R-2855) S/o P.L. Jose (R-1304)

& Anu


ATTITUDE

Prof.Dr. Shaji Prabhakaran L-1881

A small truth to make life 100% ABCDEFGHIJKLMOPQRSTUVWXYZ = 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 HARDWORK

 H+A+R+D+W+O+R+K

KNOWLEDGE

 K+N+O+W+L+E+D+G+E

LOVE

11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%

 L+O+V+E

LUCK

8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%

12+15+22+5 = 54%

 L+U+C+K

12+21+3+11 = 47%

Then what makes 100% ??? MONEY? No!!!

 M+O+N+E+Y

LEADERSHIP? No!!!

13+15+14+5+25 = 72%

 L+E+A+D+E+R+S+H+I+P

12+5+1+4+5+18+19+9+16 = 89%

Every problem has a solution, only if we perhaps change our attitude. To go to the top, to that 100%, what we really need to go further….a bit more….. ATTITUDE

 A+T+T+I+T+U+D+E

1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%

It OUR ATTITUDE towards life and work that makes our life 100 % !!! ATTITUDE IS EVERYTHING. Change your attitude…and you change your life!!! • 46

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Down the long lanes Of the future My tear bedimmed eyes are peering As I focus through the darkness I crave to cruise my destiny To sail through the seven seas And meet the different races To spin through changing cultures Of the many different places Flying with wings not aero planes Man’s greatest naïve destiny Which I achieve by chanting feathers As did Lord Icarus Living under rafting oceans Eating out of corals Like the moronic bluemen Or the splendid mermaids

In the pretty scented garden Amongst the quaint flowers The fairies flutter all the night Amidst them the pixies Such a time out of the gloom The place I now reside in The longing buried in my heart That my destiny’s worth a million

Elsa Kurian

D/o Kurian Abraham

R-2320

Finally peace of mind I do attain through all this And happiness envelops me Which makes me think back on my life? And how the peace reformed in me… •

Health Club facilities have recently been upgraded and new equipment worth more than 7.5 lakhs have been installed.


Sri. Ramakrishnan .K (N-0107)

Sri. Dr. V. Krishnan Nair (R-0137)

Sri. K. Gopakumar (L-0424)


Sri. Biju Purushothaman

Sri. K.O. George

Sri. Roy Joseph

Sri. Parassala Divakaran

(L-0352)

(R-1020)

(L-1127)

(L-1184)


Sri. Baby Jose

Sri. Peer Mohammed

Dr. D. Sivaprasad

Sri. K.V. Varghese

(L-1241)

(L-0464)

(R-0027)

(R-0139)


Sri. K. Krishnankutty

Sri. K.C. Joseph

Sri. C.N. George

Sri. S. Appan

(L-0335)

(N-0131)

(L-0975)

(R-1045)


Sri. Janardhanan Babu

Sri. Madhusoodanan

Sri. Joy Kallarackal

Sri. V.P. Menon

(L-1858)

(R-2234)

(L-0076)

(L-1847)


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