Source: en.wikipedia.org Take a look at the picture of H.S.Doreswamy above. He is 102 years old. A freedom fighter who fought against British. Has gone to jail for the same. A freedom fighter from that era among our midst. Just the thought of someone from that era who actively participated in freedom movement, has stories to tell us, itself gives a great feel. But not to be so for the
(Author: Jay Ramalingam with daughter Kavya) Fair? Source: Wiki Commons Grazing gazelles found a patch of grass Among fallen trees they found good grass A tornado roared through earlier Felled large trees, Ripping them off the ground Grass grew on the very same patch Although that bird had to start a new nest And those bees needed a new hive Grazing gazelles found the patch of grass Who’s to say
Delhi riots is a shame, the more you read and think about the more frustrated and helpless you feel. Not much to say on the behavior of the central government, it is within their party’s grand design and project. What is more concerning is how other institutions have failed, failed the people. This is the time to heed to one of Ambedkar’s warning on Indian Democracy, “…there are limits to
Novel Corona Virus, COVID-19, doesn’t seem to be slowing down yet. With its special characteristics, it seems to be mutating fast. While this is highly concerning, what is more concerning is how it has captured the imagination of the population. Virus spreads faster through WhatsApp, as the joke goes. Thanks to WHO, international travel has been curtailed in most of the companies which has resulted in many big guys twiddling
(Author: Jay Ramalingam) As I stirred up from sleep, half awake Not ready to sit up yet Got lost for know not for how long… When I realized that The rhythm of my heart Whoosh of my breath Ticking wall clock Whirling ceiling fan Chirping bird outside Were not synchronous and yet Made a strange symphony Then I knew that my pointless thoughts Were veiling my precious reality Of me
(Author: Jay Ramalingam) Source: Wikimedia Commons I felt cramped inside the warm shell. I started to wiggle and peck at the wall and it was really good to finally crack the shell so I can
(Author: Jay Ramalingam) Akilan came running from school very angry, barely able to control himself from crying out aloud. Mom was at their humble home getting ready to cook dinner. As she was carefully trying to sift away little stones and chaff from rice bought from the ration store, all she could hear was Akilan muttering ‘how could she? how dare she?’ Mom quietly asked, “What happened at school Akilan?”
(Author: Jay Ramalingam) Selvan was very thrilled about the neighborhood library that was about to open in the next few days. He was looking forward to spending a lot more time in the modern library that was coming up, to learn more about the wondrous world and ways of living well. Finally, the day arrived and Selvan went early to the 11 am library opening with a lot of anticipation.
Thanks to Baradwaj Rangan (BR) for giving the idea for this blog post!! BR had a query to his readers on Books that changed you. I did call out the list of books that influenced me in his comments section. Here I am giving an elaborated version for your reading pleasure 😀 I grew up reading all kinds of magazines and books. During my school years, we got pretty much
Image credit: Wiki Commons Whenever I think about Uthamaputhiran, Motor Sundaram Pillai, Galatta Kalyanam, or Navarathri, I feel the void of Sivaji and wonder will we ever