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Think or sink!

Seeing the product turned out by the professional typists I often wonder whether they have back ground knowledge of English - other than knowing the alphabets and thedifference between the small letters and the and capital letters. :rolleyes:

On second thoughts people may prefer typists with minimum knowledge in English so that they won't understand what they are typing! :typing:

Makes more sense now- since if the letter contains highly classified info it will create problem if the typists can make out what it says! :)
 
A deaf person read out a passage from a book very softly.

When asked what he understood from what he read he replied very politely,

" I could not understand anything about it since I could not hear it at all!" :wacko:
 
The 26 young boys working in the cottages we stayed during the meet all looked alike -

dressed in maroon T shirts and black pants with their average height, age, weight being the same.

But by the evening of the first day I could distinguish some of them from the rest of them.

I found out their names and treated them as human beings and not just extensions of the ladles they

were holding, while serving us piping hot and tasty food.

There was the young man from Uthranjal (where is it actually?) who spoke in azhagiya senthamizh.

There was a 'king' from Palakkad and one from each of the dominating religions of India.

Young boys aged 14 were being trained there in Catering business.

They wore grey uniforms and were always seen running up and down the steps carrying steaming hot

food. The medu vada of the morning became the hot rasa vada in the after noon. I never knew that

there were so many varieties in Pulav with different colors, flavors and ingredients.

The pulav I get to eat usually is the one prepared with raw rice instead of Basumati, garnished

liberally with a paste of green chilies or an overdose of red pulav masala - both threatening to

unleash the pinnaadi problem ( problem at the rear end) pinnaadi ( a little later)! :fear:

Fresh jack fruit was served after every meal and the secret became known when we saw the huge

jumbo jack fruit trees bearing super sized jumping jack fruits!
 
Common Cold produces the most uncommon symptoms!

Watery eyes, running nose, blocked ears and mouth which can't know the taste,

throat which tries to push out the food along with the cough and bladder leakage problems

for oldies especially ladies when the stomach muscles contract during the coughs.

Whoever thought of naming the cold with so many uncommon symptoms as Common Cold?
 
Common sense is common ONLY in its name and not really seen in people with the proverbial six senses.

It is common sense to have the floor plans to be the same for all the levels while constructing apartments.

Water and sewage connection will be easier and more organized in this method than having the rooms jumbled up in every level of the building.

In other words if the kitchen ceiling of a flat leaks, it must be from the kitchen floor of the flat right above it, and if a bathroom ceiling leaks it must be from the bathroom right over the head.

Talking of leakages, our colony needs hundreds of minor repairs. So the next round of collecting money and getting the repairs done has started.

It may go on for a long long time... at least the payment will - even if not the actual work.

But who will work without getting paid - unless they are poets and writers doing the job just for the love of it! :)
 
Two brothers divided their father's land in the strangest manner!

Each of them got a strip of land very much like the tear-and-wear-under-garment! :rolleyes:

The common friend talked to both the brothers separately and made them understand that the land

was of no use to them. Then he went on to purchase the two pieces from the two brothers secretly.

He then built a beautiful White house on the land thus purchased.

But he could not live for long in that house.

He had to retire and return to his native place.

But undaunted by it he has built a black palace there with shining granite.

The house is so big that for cleaning it once, the maid expects 500 Rs!!!

I bet he can allow movie shooting in his house to raise the maintenance money easily. :)
 
The reverse happens now in many places.

Friends living in the same area come together and sell their property to the same builder.

They all get flats depending on their contribution of land and a lot of money besides.

United we stand ! Divided we fall!! Right???
 
In praise of the women of the world - the poems which should have been posted on March 8th!

நல்லதோர் வீணை


வீணையும் பெண்ணும் ஒரேபோலவே;
வீணர்கள் இசைக்கவே இயலாதவர்கள்.
இசைக்கத் தெரிந்தவரிடம் கிடைத்தால்,
இசைப்பார் உலகை மயக்கும் இசையை.

பெண் பார்க்கப் போகும்போது தேவை,
பெண் ஆடவும், பாடவும் தெரிந்தவளாக!
படித்து விட்டுப் பணியிலும் இருந்தால்,
பல மதிப்பெண்கள் கூடிவிடும் அன்றோ!

என் மருமகள், என் மனைவி என்றே
எக்காளம் இடுவர் மணமான புதிதில்;
“என்ன பாட்டும் கூத்தும் எப்போதும்?”
என்று மாறிவிடும் வெகு விரைவில்.

எல்லாமே அறிய வேண்டும்; ஆனால்
எதுவுமே செய்ய அனுமதி மறுப்பு!
எதற்காகக் கற்றுத் தேர்ந்த மருமகள்?
எதுவும் கற்காத பெண் போதாதோ?

கலையை அழிப்பதும், ஒடுக்குவதும் ஒரு
கொலைக்குச் சமம், கற்றவர் நோக்கில்.
விலை மதிப்பில்லாத கலையைக் கற்று
வீணாக்குவதால் என்ன பயன் விளையும்?

நல்லதோர் வீணையைக் கைகளில் எடுத்து,
நலம் கெடப் புழுதியில் எறிந்து விடாதீர்!
வல்லவன் கைகளை அடையட்டும் அது!
வானவர் மயங்க இசைக்கட்டும் அது!

வாழ்க வளமுடன்,
 விசாலாக்ஷி ரமணி.

A VEENA AND A WOMAN.

A veena and a woman are very similar in many respects. A fool cannot bring out the best in either them. But when they are placed in the hands of an intelligent and a sensitive person, they can give out their best and charm the whole world.

While selecting a bride, a man wants her to be an expert in music and arts. If she is educated and in a job with a decent salary, her value will be magnified many times over. She will be sought after zealously by the parents and the boy himself.

The initial few months will be a paradise, with everyone praising the new girl in the family. Soon the whole picture will change. She will not be allowed to pursue her original interests.

Why was she selected in the first place – if any innocent and ignorant girl would have been good enough for their purpose. Why try to convert an artist into a door mat?

Controlling the art of an accomplished artist is equivalent to a murder – a murder of the art in the eyes of an artist. Do not select a veena just to throw it in the mud and ruin it. Let it reach the hands of an expert and let it spread its divine music which will charm the whole world.

https://visalramani.wordpress.com/about/உலகமும்-நாமும்/97-நல்லதோர்-வீணை/
 
பெண் எனும் பாலம்




இரு நதிக் கரைகளை மிக அழகுற
இணைப்பதே நாம் காணும் பாலம்;
இல்லத்தில் உள்ளவர்களை எல்லாம்
இணைப்பவளே பெண் எனும் பாலம்.

தந்தை என்றால் பயம், மரியாதை;
தாய் என்றால் பாசம், உரிமைகள்;
தாயிடம் ஒருமுறை சொன்னாலேயே,
சேய் விரும்புவது உடனே கிடைக்கும்.

தந்தை குழந்தைகளுக்கு இடையே,
தாத்தா பேரப் பிள்ளைகளுக்கிடையே,
ஆசிரியர் மாணவர்களுக்கு இடையே
ஆவாள் பெண்ணே உறுதியான பாலம்.

பத்து ஆண்கள் செய்யும் வேலைகளை
பதறாமல் செய்து முடிப்பாள் ஒரு பெண்.
பத்து ஆண்கள் ஒன்றாய் முயன்றாலும்
முத்துப் போலப் பணி செய்ய இயலார்!

பெண் இருக்கும் வீடே நல்ல வீடு.
பெண் இல்லாத வீடு வெறும் காடு!
இளையவள் வீட்டை விட்டு விலகி,
மூத்தவள் வந்து குடி புகுந்திடுவாள்!

பாலத்தை நன்கு பராமரித்தாலேயே
பாலம் பயன்படும் போக்குவரவுக்கு.
பெண்மைப் போற்றிப் பேணுவோம்,
பெண் என்னும் பாலம் பயன் தரவே.

வாழ்க வளமுடன்,
 விசாலாக்ஷி ரமணி.


WOMAN…A BRIDGE!

A bridge connects the two banks of a river. A woman is the bridge connecting the different members of a family. Children respect their father but love their mother.

They maintain a respectable distance with their father but take all kinds of liberties with their mother. A child has to just ask once for anything it needs and the mother will make it available for the child.

A woman is the connecting bridge between the father and the children. A woman is the bridge between the grandparents and their grandchildren. She is the bridge between the teachers and the students.

A woman can do the chores which ten men find difficult to perform. Ten men working together cannot do things as beautifully and artistically as a woman does.

A home without a woman (in the form of a mother, a sister, a wife or a child)
is a hell. Lakshmi will desert such a house and Alakshmi will settle down there permanently.

To get the best service of a bridge, we must maintain it well. Let us cherish womanhood and maintain the bridge called woman well so that it serves us well.

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A farmer who failed to repay a paltry sum to the bank was manhandled roughly! :boxing:

while the Bearded Beer Baron who could provide his 'friends' and 'well wishers' with

potti, putti, jatti and kutty ( the last two separately of course)

was allowed to leave the country secretly to perfect safety! :plane:

Now the 'thumbai vittu vaalaip pidikkum muyaRchi thodanguginRathu!' :der:
 
VRji
Pl take care.

Rarely you come out of your normal thread to take on the brahmin men.

Now you have had your say, I think you might get relief

What is this forum for if you do not say what you have felt and suffered in silence all the indignities heaped on women .

Keep it up.

Best wishes
 
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Dear Mr. Kridh,
When I entered the forum in June 2010, I jumped headlong into another controversial thread.

I had many things to say since the issue related to a recent and shocking event that shook the entire family.

I keep off since when I try to make a point vehemently as is my custom, I lose many friends and make more enemies.

If I remain aloof, that does not mean I do not have any views on the issue and I am totally indifferent to it.

P.S.

Thank you for the care and concern you are showing me.

Love and Care often come from unexpected quarters.

Today morning my maid servant told me to take care and not catch the nasty cold and cough -

which have troubled me for a fortnight - when I came out with the wet hair after washing it.

I was in hurry so that I will waste her time since she was waiting to wash the bathroom floor.

But she took extra time to show her care and concern for me!

Small wonder rich people leave their immense fortune to hair stylists, manicurists, pet vets and the

like. Those people must have given more love and care than the close relatives who must have all

their attention focused on the fortune rather than on those persons.


 
When a 90+ year old lady slipped and fell down from her chair and broke a rib banging it on the

hand rest of another chair kept nearby, it was not her dear daughter nor loyal son in law nor her

pet grandson who rushed to her side to aid her. It was the woman helper engaged on daily wages

who literally ran to help to lift the lady and make her feel more comfortable.

P.S.

1. Blood my be thicker than water but loyalty need not depend on the density of blood.

2. We CAN pay only for the service rendered by the helpers but who can pay for their loyalty?

3. Please remember that the helpers are also human beings with intelligence and emotions.

4. One person lifting another person ( in the 1:1 ratio) can happen ONLY in the reel life and never

ever in real life!

 
Do you know VRji, once I broke one of my legs in an accident { I got knocked over by a scooter on pavement]. My toilet cleaner physically carried me near my home and

carried me in his arms [80kg plus] 400 yards back to my home.I periodically give him cash so that he can have his favourite liquor . Lol
 
The holier-than-thou attitude of some brahmins sicken even me! :yuck:

A family has moved into the colony recently. :evil:

They feel so superior that none of the amily members would even make eye contact with anyone else.

In fact I was shocked to see the son turn his face away whenever anyone

came from the opposite direction. The old man has never ventured out of

his house to my knowledge.

The old lady wears a madisaar and thinks that it is her through ticket to

heaven by the shortest possible route.

There will be a loud sound of a conch being blown from their house. :horn:

Another reason to feel one-up..."sangu oothi saami kumbidugiraargaLE!"

I bet in case of any emergency NOT one person in the colony would go

forward to help them! :hand:

Remember the story of a stinking rich man who thought he was too high

class to attend anyone' s funeral? He would always send his walking stick as

his representative. When he finally popped off one day, guess what

happened! :shocked:

The walking stick of every person in the village came for his funeral! :rolleyes:

We receive only what we hand out to the others!
 
krish44 said:
Do you know VRji, once I broke one of my legs in an accident { I got knocked over by a scooter on pavement]. My toilet cleaner physically carried me near my home and

carried me in his arms [80kg plus] 400 yards back to my home.I periodically give him cash so that he can have his favourite liquor . Lol
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Dear Mr. krish,
You can give him cash and also advise him to take some nice eatables for his family members. :hungry:
This will save him for the evil effects of liquor and also help his family attachment increase. :grouphug:
 
Visalakshi Ramani said:


Dear Mr. krish,
You can give him cash and also advise him to take some nice eatables for his family members. :hungry:
This will save him for the evil effects of liquor and also help his family attachment increase. :grouphug:
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My toilet cleaners wife holds a govt job as sweeper and his daughter is a post graduate in a good job. His family does not give him money for his pleasure. lol

I understand his predicament.
 
In case of Many retired men, wives control the purse strings.

For others , in some cases women take charge of expenditure control effectively.

One house wife told me that her husband and daughter are academically more qualified and earn a lot. but she control the expenditure.Nothing moves without her. This

is control in extremity. Basically women are control freaks.
 
Women know the plight when the expenditure exceeds the income - however large it might be!

We see people around us who are getting deeper and deeper into debts to the order of popular scams!

"varavu ettaNaa! chelavu paththNaa! athigam reNdaNaa kadaisiyil thunthanaa!" is not a good policy!
 
The 14" T.V set in the bedroom blew up with a spark and filled the room with smoke yesterday.

Luckily we had not retired for the night and were wide awake when it happened.

Otherwise in the deep sleep and such a mishap no idea of what could have happened!

For me it is deliverance be the divine hands of God or call it as destiny!

The room was filled with negative energy thanks to the nonsensical soap operas filled with

violence, bad words, curses, blows and "mookkaich chinthum pengaL/ aanagaL!

I don't have to be a passive listener of all that nonsense by compulsion!

I can't fall asleep in that room unless I wear a japamala or keep it under my pillow.

Freedom at last from boredom and the tyranny of the tiny and noisy T.V!

 
If there were an aatma in that T.V and
if it knew how I felt about it,
I am sure it would have willingly
given up its ghost wantonly!
Here is a kudkushi which has given me also some kushi!
 
A Honest Quest Put to Test!

A man was looking for something he lost!
Soon many others joined him in his quest.

But they knew not what had been lost!
Their search had to rest though honest!

Seekers always find what they seek,
If only they know what it looks like!

Seeking for that you know not what
Will never yield you what is sought!

Life is short and often lacks taste.
No one has time to lose or waste.

(A Poem born while Pondering over a futile search similar to the
six blind men of Hindustan exploring an elephant)

 
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