Wednesday, 8 April 2020

Lock Down Day 9

Lovely lovely lovely... I planted a Jamba Tree 18 months back and yes she gave me the first lovely bunch of fruits..... It was such a lovely feeling when Mom plucked the first fruit and kept it at our alter.... The tree too has an achievement quotient.... We say what ever we do do it for God.... So her first fruit for God.....

I cooked something which was nice.... A sweet mango chutney..... Recipe could be shared... Chef Naveens's special mix... Also rolled the pooris out.... My dough was loose but the pooris were lovely.... Self Praise...

I felt Doctors are God's....Suchitra Sudhir aunt's today's post of a lady at her door step middle of the night.... The lady was bleeding and Auntie took the little one alive and happy...... Many hospitals rejected but Dr Suchithra Sudir did it... She said she forgot abt corona and all and did wat she had to.... We should either make the Dr that stand in front of a doctors name as DEAR or we should tag a H H in front of their names as His or Her Holiness Dr So and so...

I agree now ICU is I SEE YOU OH God..... Only God in the form of Doctors and Nurses....

Work front am meeting a set of government employees who are sooooo dedicated and working for a single objective...... GO CORONA....

Lovely day folks....

It's time for me to say good night....

Hope tomorrow will be absolutely nice for all of us.....

Happiness@lways...

08.04.2020



Tuesday, 7 April 2020

Day 8


After years I carry a tiffin box and a water bottle and a towel.... Wife is in her place so my mom and dad and I are at home... The feeling of being the small boy at home brings back soo much of good old memories... I know that tiffin is filled with love and good wishes.... I enjoy the feel and that love.... My son shouldn't go to the open to eat.....

Its been retrospection through these days as to wer am I as a person moving.... WHO WILL CRY WHEN I DIE..... not the book but yes who will genuinely feel my loss.... Cos over a period of time we have become so self oriented that we have forgotten to remember faces we met everyday.... Yet we have time...

Work wise, I got a call from my Toastmaster friend Bhanu Prakash of a guest labourer who has been in trauma..... He has gone out of his head because he can't work... Poor guy is now being counselled....

We have somewhere forgotten work is just part of life.... And not the other way....

As I tuck into my bed let me wish all my beautiful loved ones a wonderful night and a fantastic day tomorrow...

Happiness@lways...

07.04.2020

Monday, 6 April 2020

Lock Down Day 7


Today was a less packed day... Seems like the food from government agencies are hitting the destinations...
Oh today I had to call a contractor and he had given his wife's number as his official number..
. My call went in I said I am from the Labour Department and the matter is serious, the lady kept me on call and went off on a verbal diarrhea.... .. Poor guy I am sure the verbal Corona would have lasted the whole evening.....
Feels a little relaxed that the number of cases are decreasing.... Our brothers who work outside to see their family is safe are the ones who have been tested positive on Corona...
Kerala survives by the PRAVASI Contributions.... Please do not degrade them... Please support our brothers and sisters from the middle east who r suffering who r back here....
Together we can and we will be victorious....
06.04.2020

Sunday, 5 April 2020

Lock Down Day 6

I never felt it was a Sunday...... A community lunch with flavors from every part of Kannur from my lovely colleagues and over and above I feel deeply touched by the love everyone shares.....
Work wise I learnt not everyone is same..... Just because one person lied everyone else will not lie.... We were able to clear calls which came into the centre....
Above all we malayalees proved that we will never allow anyone in our locality to go hungry.... No politics , no religion, no male female.... But just one human being for another human being.....
AHAM BRAHMASMI!!!!!
THATWAMSY!!!!!
We again proved we see the God in every one around us.....
The Labour Dept has gone to the extend of setting up television sets with cable connections for our guest employees..... Dinesh V Dinesh of the Labour Department seen in the picture after installing the television at the guest labour camps....
Proud to be part of all this....
05.04.2020.

Saturday, 4 April 2020

Lock down Day 5

Awesome learning.....

If we did not have a stomach what would we have done..
Maslows need hierarchy really works..... Wen food is done the next comes up.... However bad the situation.....

From time immemorial we have been taught ADHITHI DEVO BHAVAH....
Our state is so good to our guest workers... Food provided, recreation with television sets.... It's actually the best we can do....

Proving that we have learnt what we were taught....

I am enjoying every minute of it..... Lovely team to work with.... Feel so comfortable and feels like I have been a part of the team for a long time....

Happiness@lways

04.04.2020

Friday, 3 April 2020

Lock Down Diary Day 4



As I go to bed today I feel soo nice... A few stomachs are full due to my direct or indirect involvement..... A thanq call for the food received made me feel sooo nice... We have such luxurious meals my friends.... For them some rice and a Dal makes it.....
We need to thank our Government for being soo prompt and for the rapid action and over and above the local administration which is soo strong...
Our safety is their main aim....
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Enjoyed my day 4 with the immigrant no the guest workers.....
Stay home, our government will be there, stay safe....
03.04.2020

Thursday, 17 November 2016

A Cold Winter Morning in South Africa.

Here today I will share an experience from my childhood far from Singapore, in South Africa
I have firsthand experience of a traditional African belief -- if a relative of pregnant woman kills the child of a fortunate family, her child receives all the good luck. I learned all about this when my dad was the principal of a school in this beautiful southern tip of Africa. 

Imagine a lovely little country side, full of flowers, deep colours, fruit trees and fresh air, silent except for the ting, ting sounds of cattle bells carried to you by gusts of wind. Lovely white winter’s snows - summer days long enough for a beautiful jog up and down the mountains. This was once my home.

My safe and secure world of toys and friends was bliss for a boy of 3. And a school Principal was like a chief of the village and responsible for many aspects of school administration, such as collecting and depositing revenues. To reduce the chance of theft, all fees collected were banked the very same day. something strange happened on this particular day. The cash my Dad sent a member of his staff to deposit was returned to him at home, apparently due to some fault with the bank account.  My Mom, always careful, divided up the cash and hid it in various places around the house.

Later, my parents hosted a party for the teachers of the school at our home. It was a very cold winter night, and the guests were happy to chat in the sitting area. Suddenly an interruption by a “knock knock” on the kitchen door. Knock! Knock! Knock!  My mother saw 3 boys standing at the door. She asked what they wanted. “Oh Madam A student of the school has met with an accident  and we want to meet Intate.” Intate means a man in good standing. My father went out to meet them, as it was customary for the principal to sign to certify deaths in the village

As Dad was trying to get details, curious little me went out to say hello and socialise. One guy in the group carried me - my parents may have seen this as a very genuine touch. But the next thing my parents saw was a gun at my head. Mom said “Ayyo kallammarane, Mon avarudey Kayyil aanu.” - They are thieves and our son is in their hands. And my dad whispered to my mom “They know today’s banking didn’t happen.” They wanted the money in the house.

 “Don’t waste our time ....  open your locker and we don’t want anyone else in this house to move or else this kid will be dead.” The guests were frozen, and I was perplexed, I felt the toy on my head was a gift for me... and my mom and dad and all the others at home must have known that one wrong move and the bullet in it was for me.

As soon as the 3 reached the locker in the bedroom and saw part of the cash, they lost interest in me and mom quickly locked me up in the bathroom. But these guys not only knew the deposit had not been completed also knew the exact amount that should be in the house. “Give us the money! don’t play games.” My father stood his ground. The guys started walking out holding the gun to my father, forcing him out of the bedroom through the dining area to the kitchen.

My mother ran behind my dad trying to pull him and get him away from them. Two guys went out of the door while one remained inside trying to force my father through the door, when mom literally pounced on my father and gave him one final pull - my father flew into the dining area, while she stood in the kitchen face to face with this 6 feet 2 inch guy. Mom focused all her energy to give the guy a push, and the guy flew out of the door and she banged the door closed. The would-be robbers retreated. The battle was won.

Life is so momentary. The next minute is unknown and we have to still be at our best. The way we react to a situation can make or break lives. If my mother had not pounced on that guy at that time my sister mom and I might have had a totally different life. As Mrs Clinton said “to all the little girls, never doubt that you are valuable and powerful and deserving of every chance and opportunity in the world to pursue and to achieve your own dreams." Please remember that nothing can stop a woman or a man who has courage, conviction and love from facing down opposition and improving their society.