Peter Times! Sometimes!

Another day is gonna pass

Without a word spoken Alas!

Am keeping my fingers crossed

Hoping only to be endorsed

By the la Bella dame sans mercy

In the beautiful dream of events I foresee

In the curfew of thoughts

Amidst the multiple whats...

With my eyes and dozes far apart

I cling to her like a pin on the dart!

PS: Audience.... I solicit your patience and utmost tolerance on this post :-) Thanks for putting up with me all these years...

வாழ்க்கை

அலை அடித்து துவைத்ததில் சாயம் போயிருக்கிறது என் சட்டை!

கறையில் நிற்பவர்கள் சிரிக்கிறார்கள்....

கையில் ஸமோஸாவுடன்!

என் உள்ளங்கையில் இருக்கிப் பிடித்திருக்கிறேன்

இரண்டு முத்துக்களை!

கொஞ்ச நேர பெருமைக்குப் பின் பசி எடுக்க - இதோ...

முத்துக்களை விற்று ஸமோஸா வாங்கப் பொகிறேன்

அங்கேச் சிரித்துக் கொண்டிருப்பவர்கள்...

எதனை விற்று ஸமோஸா வாங்கினார்கள் என்று எனக்குத் தெரியாது!

Being Emotional!

This is going to be partially a justification, partially psychological, partially philosophical but completely sensible! Have you ever been tagged emotional by your fellow beings? colleagues and relatives? Are you the most aggressive person in your group? Do you tend to erupt when someone kindle you? Fine! You are emotionally imbalanced then. Because you don't have a good control over your temperament. You are turbulent. So what do I advise you to do? Feel ashamed and kill yourself! Does it benefit others? May be yes! Does it make a difference to you? Definitely yes? Because you aren't what you are anymore? Is this change necessary? Yes. It's mandatory!

Can we stop talking crap?

What do you achieve by controlling your emotions? A Fake smile, some false friends, a number of volatile fans and finally millions and millions of dead cells on your head, face and eyes!

What do I achieve by letting out anger? Peace, true friends, focus, sometimes justice and only a hundreds of dead cells on my eyes and fore head. No further killing.

What is imbalance? Is this not a relative term? If there is abnormality what do you call normal? Who sets the bench mark? Society? Individuals? Economists? Psychologists?

What is the measure to calculate imbalance? Can anyone explain?

I don't have answers for all the questions. I am not very optimistic about staying cool. You aren't a piece of sink after all. If you're one, you are junk.

Speak your thoughts, display your emotions, spread the attitude and be unique. Be yourself. Masking secures identity and it's good only on computers.

Of course have morality and ethics. Definitely everybody deserve respect. Letting out anger isn't a sign of disrespect or insult. Communicating your disappointment comforts you to large extent than keeping it with in you.

After all life is short. Why do you need a mask? Why shouldn't you have a rigid shape?

Ego is the unique you. Don't pretend to have lost it. Modesty is not the best policy but honesty is.

Laugh and dance on your success!

Sing and shout when excited

Cuddle and cry when defeated

Display anger and boil on dismay

Stand up, stay unique, spread attitude and be yourself!

Being emotional is not stupidity. It's being genuine. I am not bothered to be angry as long as I make sense. Does it make sense? You should have quit long time back if it was non-sense :-)

Bottom Line: Managers are assertive! Leaders are aggressive! I choose to be a leader.

Because ... Leaders sacrifice themselves for their people and principles while managers sacrifice people and principle for business

தோழமை

நீ நிராகரித்துக் கொண்டே இருப்பதும்

நான் புரிந்து கொண்டே இருப்பதும்

என்னைக் கொன்று தெய்வம் வளர்க்குமாம்!

நானே இல்லையென்றான பொழுது

யாருக்காக இந்தக் கடவுளை

நான் ஸ்ரிஷ்டிக்க வெண்டும்?

What To Name it?

It's 07:30 PM Friday Night. Rain played a spoil sport... So no cricket today. I am skipping dinner too. I don't feel like eating. I am not in a mood to write. But something is pushing me...

There had been times when I was obsessed with browsing. That was when I had a dial up connection at home and Internet access was restricted. Mom was trying hard to save money on phone bills. 54Mbps has made a huge difference. I don't care to browse anymore. There had been times when I used to fight with my brother on a packet of lays. The classic lays family pack on the top of the refrigerator at my home is already heading towards expiry. There had been times when I used to steal few cashews that mom used keep in a safe place at home. She would have bought it for some upcoming festival. I have half a kg of cashew lying untouched for months in my kitchen shelf now.

Does it convey something?

To me it does. When things are rare, they become special. When things open to abundant access, they fail to attract. Rather I don't care. Linking this back to the management principle, if there is too much demand, the value goes up. Quality is secondary. If the supply is huge, the value goes down. Again Quality becomes secondary.

When a product opens up to a huge demand, there is this initial craze. The value goes up. The excited producers produce more dreaming of larger profits. As the seasons swing, the craze dies down. The value goes down. Finally the producers go down. Premier Padmini of early 90s and LML Vespa are wonderful examples. Don't forget to consider the competitors around. They are significant in the product life cycle. In most cases they made the others fall. And their fall is inevitable too. Unless they upgrade, strategize and stay fit.

I have always compared this to relationships. When love and care is available in abundance, they get noticed initially. People go gaga over the relationship. After a while, the respect dies down. Again please owe this to the competitors with better strategy around. :-)

But if you closely notice, my dad and mom have always loved me with abundance. And some thickest friends too. 25 years and still going strong. Like the "New Britania" and the "new Colgate". :-) Though they were shadowed by glossy competitors at times, they have never died. The glossy competitors did.

I am not driving towards any valuable conclusion. In this column I have just decided to pen down my flow of thoughts.

Materialism and materialistic relationships die. Rather they get replaced. Now please don't argue that Britania and Colgate are a part of materialistic life too. :-) Just listen or quit!

The impact my past relationships had on me were significant.

I don't care to bother if something slips. As long as my family and friends stay, I stay.

There had been testing times. There are testing times and there will be testing times. I just say to myself "This too shall pass" (இதுவும் கடந்து போகும்)

Telling this had been easier. Making it happen was a challenge. But not anymore. When few things broke, there had been times

I didn't know the reason

and then

I didn't want to know the reason

and then

I never knew the reason :-)

In business "Reasons" never count, Only "Results" does!

PS: My first blog without a draft, without a reference to a dictionary and without a pause to think.

Allies in Wonderland - Part II

Part 1 is here

It’s going to be daunting task. I know. My master has instructed me to walk you through the heaven while he could just follow me enjoying it’s elegance.

In all probabilities the place is magical and captivating on it’s own and my words will soon be a lost drop of water in the Volcano :-)

“We have to run the entire day with just 2 cameras and a handy cam. Don’t waste the battery. We have a lot to cover. Restrict the usage only on astonishing scenes”. The instructions were ultra clear.

The heavy motor GMC vehicle slowed down as we approached the West entrance barricade of the wonderland. An old forest officer was at the check post. He welcomed our crew with a warm smile and was enquiring about our plans. A week’s pass should work the best for you, he told. And it’s 25$. Per entrant? No…. For everyone put together. Now that’s astonishing. But we didn’t capture it on our cameras. :)

We never knew that the admittance to eternity was so economical. Fair fare isn’t it?

Just 2 minutes into the arms of mother earth, we were bound by her grace and altruistic, affectionate hug. “Restrict the usage only on astonishing scenes!”. The master’s handy cam opened it’s lenses without a second thought. And so did we.

Coniferous trees, tall distant mountains with a snow cap (sulfur cap?), beautiful sky, mild breeze and fantastic driver. What more can you ask for?

“Men may come and men may go but I go on forever…” sang the little rivulet as it came along with us to guide us through the park (forest?), trying to prove it’s immortality. You aren’t invincible too I thought. Another 100 years, you might be under a sky scrapper. Oh! Did I miss something here? Do you still exist that way? Just like God… ? For people who believe only in obvious but fail to realize the depth of truth? Now don’t think too much and relish the excellence of nature. I told myself.

We stopped, took some snaps and started once again.

As we moved further into her broad arms, we realized that mother earth is not so peaceful always. She was turbulent too at times. She was furiously fuming at a few who played with her patience over the years. But she was fuming helplessly at a wrong place for injustice met to her at various other places. The sad part is, many of her own children are the culprits. The saddest part is, not so many knows that she is furious.

Wait… wait… wait… I wanted to convey something else and I am deviating… please disregard the previous passage…!

Well! That was a sight to watch…

Greeneries on one side and fuming sulfur on the other. Was that really sulfur? I was asking HM. Obviously he should be knowing Chemistry and geography. ;-)

I was also thinking about the “KoLLivaai pisaasugaL” of ancient Tamil Nadu. He was thinking too, about my question on the composition of the fuming land…

And even before he could answer, I got it… The rotten egg smelling gas evolved and I knew from my little education that it was hydrogen sulfide. :-)

Jai pulled over the vehicle and we halted. We started to move on the trail discussing multiple things… The project was gearing up towards execution….

The journey will continue…..

தமிழுக்கு வந்தத் தலைவலி - பாகம் 2

அப்பொழுது நாங்கள் எட்டாவது படித்துக்கொண்டிருந்தோம். அதிக அளவில் தமிழ் சினிமா பார்க்க வாய்ப்பு கிடைத்தப் பருவம். அப்பாவின் தோள்களை எட்டும் நாள் தூரத்தில் இல்லாத தைரியம். சினிமாவுக்கு நெருக்கமான காதல் எங்களுக்கு விருப்பமானது இப்பொழுது நினைக்கையில் இயல்பென்றே தோன்றுகிறது.

ஆளுக்கு ஒரு நாயகி தேடுவோம். பின்பு ஆட்டமும் பாட்டமும் குறைவின்றி குதூகலிப்போம். வில்லன்களை விரட்டுவோம். மனதில் நினைத்த மங்கையை மாலையிட்டு மகிழ்வோம். பெற்றோர் தடுத்தால் போராடுவோம். முடியாமற்போனால் முறித்துக்கொள்வோம் உறவை....... பெற்றோருடன்!

இதுவேப் பள்ளியில் பலரது ஸித்தாந்தம்.

என்னுடையது இதிலிருந்து சிறிது மாறுபட்டது. வேறொரு சமையம் சொல்கிறேன்.

அந்தப் பெண் எங்களுக்கு இரண்டு வயது இளையவள். சற்றுமுன் பூத்த வெளிர் அரளியின் நிறம். எப்பொழுதும் தித்திப்பான புன்னகையைத் தாங்கி வரும் அதிமதுரம் அவளதரம்! அந்தக் கன்னங்கள்..........நிற்க! அவள் நண்பனின் காதலி! :-)
வர்ணணை முற்றிற்று!

நண்பர்களுக்குக் காதல் வரிகள் தேடித்தருவதில் தான் எத்தனைப் பெருமை. இவர்களின் காதல் தான் எத்தனை புனிதம். அன்று தான் பாரதி காதல் கவிஞனாய் எனக்கு அறிமுகமானான்.

(அதே) நண்பனின் (அதே)காதலி பள்ளி விழாவில் நடனமாட, ஒத்திகையின் போது யாரோ ஏதோ கொடுஞ்சொல் கூறியதன் பொருட்டு அழுது கொண்டே அன்று ஒத்திகை பார்த்ததும், அதை சிறிதும் பொருக்கவியலாத காதல் நெஞ்சன், என்னுயிர் நண்பன் மேடையின் கீழே நின்றுக் கண்ணீர் மல்க உறுகியதும், காலத்தால் அழியாத காவியம்.

அருகிலிருந்த நான்

"உன் கண்ணில் நீர் வழிந்தால் என் நெஞ்சில் உதிரம் கொட்டுதடி"

என்று பாடி கண்ணடிக்க, இரண்டு மணி நேரம் அவன் அதையே உச்சறித்துக் கொண்டிருந்தது வேடிக்கை.

மேடையில் ஒலித்துக் கொண்டிருந்த "செந்தமிழ் நாடெனும் போதினிலே!" எங்களுக்கு அந்நியமானது இயற்கை தானே? :-)

இப்பொழுது பாரதியும் என் பக்கம். :-) நான் இயற்கையை பாடவில்லை என்று வருந்த யாருமில்லை. காதல் இயற்கை, காதல் மட்டுமே இயற்கை, மற்றவை அவற்றின் பிம்பம். காதலின்றி நிலவு கசக்கும், வானம் கருக்கும், மழை எரிக்கும், மலர்கள் ??? பயனிழக்கும். சரிதானே? ;-)

தொடர்வேன்!

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