Hi Friends!

It has long been my unfulfilled dream of writing a blog. I wanted to write but I was also worried as to who would read my blog!.  I was also worried about  exposing my ignorance and what not.  But few things made me write this blog. I consider this an outlet to express myself and have my say, whether the world likes it or not!

As my first blog I would like to talk about two things that changed my life forever.  I was a below average student at school  and I was happy with performing on stage, quiz,                 d ramatics.

In my college days,  I chose English Literature.  I continued with stage activities, got prizes, did well in studies and got a job as a Lecturer with a self-financing college in Pudukkottai.  I would call the "things ", life , milestones life, two in number.

The First:

I was like any other  youngster with an Eng. Lit. degree looking down upon anything that was written in local tongue (Tamil).  One of my colleagues gave a novelette by Jayakanthan , It was titled "Rishimoolam".  It turned page with scorn  as I crossed the fourth page I was glued to it.  The story deals with a  boy's yearning for the love of his mother bordering on Oedipus Complex , his life after his mother's death , his life at the house of  his father's friend and his wife (Mami),  a childless couple.  His  relationship with the lady of the house which becomes physical accidentally  , thus making him lose balance of his self and making him a recluse.  The whole world would revere him as a saint but the thought of that one incident remains a thorn in his heart.  Even the Mami see that as an act of a child but this guy loses his self forever.  What would one call it ? Madness or the stillness of a renounced soul!

  Reading this pulled me into a vortex out of which I never came back.  The greatness about Jayakanthan is he never judges people.  He presents them as they are no judgements!

  Don't Judge anybody!(till date  difficult to follow) 

The Second:

I was in-charge of the guests at the college I worked with.  One day I was told that one  Dr. Namazhwar was visiting and I need to accompany him to the college.  I never knew who he was.  I received him at our college gate .  I was shocked. I saw a  man with a turban and shawl and he never looked like a scientist.  I took him for granted and I was just exchanging pleasantries.  It was March and I was wearing a tie , shoe and profusely sweating.  He immediately said with a smile "It is because of people  like you, our country will never grow!" I was shocked.  He further added, " Look at  the climate  it is very hot and you are dressed like this, Can't you think?"

I changed forever.  I didn't throw my tie and shoe away as the college demanded it and it was the matter of my Idli and Sambar(Bread and Butter I hate!)

But I started to think from that day!  Wearing tie and shoe , just reading English books, doesn't make you modern or up to date!

Think Global! Act Local!