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Think or sink!

THE COUPLE HAD SPENT HALF THEIR FERTILE YEARS IN STUDYING AND SPECIALIZING IN THEIR SELECTED BRANCHES.
They are fond of children and so adopted a boy first and a girl next from their own motherland. The boy bonded well in due course of time with his adopted parents. But when a new strange girl appeared in the household as his younger sister he went wild with jealousy and possessiveness - even when the girl was easy going and non-demanding! He keeps giving them a hard time just to take all the time and attention they can spare to care and share! :lock1:
 
"Jahaam Raam hai... vahaam kaam naheen hai!"
(Where Sree Ram resides there all the desires vanish!)

Raam and Shyaam may reside together but never Raam and Kaam.
Now Kaam is a coin with its two sides being Raagam and dwesham.

Raagam may sound like Kaama but dwesham may not sound like Kaama.
But intense love and intense hatred are separate by a hair-thin-line and so fall in the same category as Kaama.
(why else does the ex lover pour acid on his lady love and the lady love ruins hislife in smart and subtle ways!)

I have wondered at people who spend time and energy in writing Sree Raama Jayam in any language they are fluent with. Believe me it has a magical effect. It calms the mind, makes the ragam and dwesham disapper and the person feels goody good.

It also proclaims the Victory of Good over Evil and celebrates the happy togetherness of Ram, Sita, Lakshman, Bharath, Shatrugnan and Hanuman. The best gift you can give to any old couple is Raamar pattabhishekam photo. :hail:
 
The exception.

An exception proves a rule.
An exception is not the rule!

If an exception becomes a rule,
If man is as stubborn as a mule,


If his head is filled with wool,

If all the vacant minds pool,

Man becomes a wooden stool,
And proves to be a great fool!
 
One man's loss is another man's gain!
One man's cheese is another man's holes!!
One man's folly is another man's wife!!!
This list can go on and on and on! :rolleyes:

So the electrician cum plumber cum heater doctor visited us BECAUSE someone else had cancelled his appointment!
The trip switch protected the hater from over use and left the six of us to use cold water and become numb in the winter.

The heater drum is leaking and needs to be replaced. He insisted and STRONGLY recommended that we change the entire unit with the outlets and inlet!

We can see his point of view... less work and more pay for him
and more expense and less work done for us!

So we have decided to go back to the Indian style of bathing with a bucket of hot water and a mug.
The advantages...
1. we are aware of how much hot water we are actually consuming
2. the thin hair on the dense domes does not become wet everyday as it does under the shower
3. no river Kaveri is flowing outside the tub due to the shower being opened at the size ofNiagara Falls
( not by me of course but still I have to mop and clean it after becoming 'madi and sudhdham!!!!)

The silver lining of the 3 days and 4 nights spent using the cold water! :thumb:
 
The priest who was awe struck at the tejas and brilliance of my beautiful mother -
24 hours after her life force had parted told us to pray to her first,
to get whatever we wanted - before praying to God.

He could not have been more correct!.

My mom has blessed three of her grandchildren with offsprings within 18 months after she left us!
I am sure she will be happily watching the new additions to our family and praying for our welfare. :hail:
 
The remarkable and unmistakable coincidences...

1. The first new grand daughter was born exactly 10 mothers later on the same star as my mother!

2. The first new grandson is born closest to my father's birthday, date and star in the same month!

3. The third grandchild was conceived on the same day my mother' first anniversary fell!!!(Her doctor confirmed this!!!)

Too much coincidences???? No no no three much coincidences!!! :)
 
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Atithi Devo Bhava (Atithidevo Bhava, Sanskrit: अतिथिदेवो भव; English: 'The guest is equivalent to God'[SUP][1][/SUP]) is taken from an ancient Hindu scripture which became part of the "code of conduct" for Hindu society. Atithi Devo Bhava prescribes a dynamic of the host-guest relationship. Recently it has also become the tag line of India's Ministry of Tourism's campaign to improve the treatment of tourists in India.

The mantras are from the Taittiriya Upanishad, Shikshavalli I.20 that says: matrudevo bhava, pitrudevo bhava, acharyadevo bhava, atithidevo bhava. It literally means "be one for whom the Mother is God, be one for whom the Father is God, be one for whom the Teacher is God, be one for whom the guest is God." matrudevah, pitrudevah, acharyadevah, atithidevah are one word each, and each one is a Bahuvrihi samasta-pada.

Tithi in Sanskrit denotes a (calendrical) date. In ancient times, when means of communication were limited and it was not possible for guests to anticipate their date of arrival, atithi (which literally means "without a fixed calendrical time") was coined to depict a visiting person who had no fixed date of arrival or departure. In contrast a guest visiting on a fixed date or by invitation is called 'Abhyaagata'. Devah (which, through sandhi or euphonic combination, becomes written/pronounced as devo when followed by certain kinds of consonants) means God and bhava means Be or Is - "be the one for whom the Guest is God".

with grateful acknowledgement to Wikipedia
 
Illusion and delusion.

The perpetual derision,
Based on truth’s torsion;


The unsought repulsion,
Lavished in a profusion.


Every deep incision,
Follows an allusion.


Every single excision
Is aimed at seclusion.


Is there a neat collusion
Among those with aversion?


Cause of many an illusion
Is just a perfect delusion!


Why is it always adhesion
Instead of one’s cohesion?


Why this love’s erosion
And the stupid ill-fusion?


The longer the evasion,
The more the confusion!


Get the correct version
And put an end to tension.


The true and perfect vision
Makes possible the inclusion.


Most misunderstandings are due to the mutual suspicions and hatred -

bordered with the lively but not lovely green tone ( of jealousy!)
 
The dreadnought.

It was always a happy thought,
That fate had us together brought!


This idea by me, was well bought;
And togetherness was all I sought!


Now for reasons next to naught ;
Constant wars are being fought!


It looks like an emotional drought,
It feels like pain of a neck wrought,


Realized I in a deep afterthought,
It is best to become a dreadnought.

kaasikkup ponaalum ethuvo vidaathame! :doh:
 
I watched amazed the dexterity and expertise of my son and D.I.L who are making a Frame for the bed so that the floor below the cot can be cleaned.

Al the screws are completely concealed and they showed a simple device which helps them to drill the deep holes in a slanting angle in the thick wooden pieces.

It is fun to watch them work so efficiently and amazing to note that one needs so many skills and background knowledge to survive in this land.

I can't help comparing the lousy men back in our colony who need an electrician even to change a fused bulb! :rolleyes:

How To Use A Pocket Hole Jig - YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jd9Ip16iik



Aug 8, 2012 - Uploaded by Lowe's Home Improvement
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Spring beds cause back ache in the elders just as the super comfy sofas do!
I can not get up from a super soft sofa or bed since I need the force of reaction -
which comes into play - when I push down my palms when I want to get up!
We the aged Indians need firm support to hold our worn out bones in the right alignment when we sleep!
Small wonder the cotton bed ordered for us has excellent reviews and specifically states that Indian would love it! :)
 
Tarun has learned a new trot and run in style and was practicing it all day so that he won't forget the trick and the new talent.

Children learn new things and keep practicing them until they become of a second nature to them.

That is why they keep learning continuously and fast everything. They are not shy to commit mistakes or be laughed at.

But adults would rather prefer to pose to be intelligent than admit ignorance, learn and really become intelligent.

Most pople manage to pass off as intelligent people by not opening their mouth - except when it is time to eat!

Letting their words of ignorance slip out of their mouth will tarnish their imaginary image as high class intellectuals!
 
A gazalle has thin long legs since they are made for agility and speed.

An elephant or a hippo or a rhino have very short but sturdy legs

since they are built more for their stability than for their speed.

So do not ponder and wonder at the size of the thunder thighs and the length of

(or the lack of the length of ) the legs of the beauties going around wearing the leggings.

Understand that those too are made - more for their stability than for their speed!

Coming to the point of importance the cotton bed has arrived

and resembles a couple of anacondas packed neatly and sent by post.

If you are good in imagining, you may use this measurements 80" x 60" x 8" of a tightly packed coton.

I am sure the cot will nedd 8 or at least 6 legs to support the combined weight of the cot frame and the bed and the people on it.

Small wonder trucks and tanker lorries has become millipedes and centipedes to be able to move without blowing up their tires!!!




 
Imagine the steam produced while cooking food going and condensing on the inner walls of the closet,
rendering it as chill as the inside of the freezer, causing undue worry - if not panic and anxiety.

Moral : Use of the electric chimney while preparing food is a must to keep the walls of the house free from wet patches.

I bet the humidifier has also contributed largely to the moisture on the walls since
it covers the inside of the seven large glass windows with innumerable dew drops during the night!!!
 
Here is one of my favorite poems both because of its :wacko: theme

and the fitting 'rhyme and reason' formed out of a few random words!

The Blow and the Glow.

There was this strange fellow,
A moment of peace will not allow;


Inside, he was a person yellow,
And his love was very shallow;


He made his loyal wife swallow,
Insults streaming out in a flow;


Age should have made him mellow,
But it did in fact add to his bellow;


His wit would work very slow,
He loved to hit, her belt below;


He would his routine follow,
A bachelor’s life all aglow;


He would tell his loyal wife,
“Mother of five! Enjoy life!”


The wife had got tired and sick,
Thought it was time to hit back;


“Oh dear Father of three!
Go and enjoy Scot free!”


Now that was a real blow,
Too big for him to swallow!


He came to senses, bent low,
Never again left his bungalow.


[A story, by my father told,
As a poem, by me retold!]


 
Some people are so selfish that they would have shined better as ruthless animals than human with sympathy and empathy.

Come what may... Earthquake, Rain, Thunderstorm or Tidal waves, but their routine should not change even by an atom!

I wish such people will be sent to the new colony to be set up outside the earth - probbly in Saturn, where they will fit in best! :rolleyes:

Poor Saturn! He will get many more like him as his citizens - since He will continue to their Lord and Ruler since He is Shani Ishwar!
 
Being the odd-person out in any group is difficult.

Being a vegan in a country where the majority are non-vegetarians is difficult.

Even if you order special vegan pizza and get it delivered with your name written in capital letters on that box,

some curious George ( and also a monkey like him) would polish off the special food and leave the person who ordered it in pangs of hunger! :evil:
 
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Kaarthigai came and Kaarthigai went off!!!

The maximum I could do was to light lamps (agal viLakku and kuthu viLakku) in Indian style on Monday.

On Tuesday we lit tea lights for Karthigai (in the American style)

In a country were nel pori/ avul pori are alien words,

in a house where frying is not in practice and

in a family where sugar in any form is a :nono: this is the most I can do!
 
Talking of sugar the one good thing is that

my fasting sugar has reduced from 110+ to 90+!!!

Long Live the prevailing Sugar Control policy in the household! :amen:

No dark cloud is devoid of a silver lining!!! Right??? :thumb:
 
WORDS THAT CARESS.

The tyrant has determined to aggress,
And needs of the poor people compress;


The causes are enough to depress,
And plunge them into deep distress;


There is no opportunity to express,
No whatsoever upon him to impress;


No help is extended by the press;
Never give in to those who oppress!


They may case you untold stress,
There is always a hope of success;


If you use right words to address,
The loving words, the tyrant caress.
 

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