Love Is……..?


I had been on a tour to some Temples for the last five Days.

 

I have been lucky to cover 20 Temples and not one of them is less than 1000 years old.

 

I was using only Public Transport.

 

I normally engage in conversations with strangers ans enjoy Life as it goes by.

 

Three instances, I thought were worth sharing.

 

I will be sharing two of them and another one by a separate post as it is a very interesting one, to me at least.

 

I was traveling by train from Mayiladuthurai, Tamil Nadu to Tiruchirapalli.

 

I was engaged in conversation with a young man of about 35 and he shared some of his problems .

 

The name is not being mentioned here and the issue is common to all.

 

He is a builder of some repute and is in Kumbakonam.

 

His wife is in Tiruchi and his parents are in Thiruvanaikkaval, near Tiruchi.

 

He has been married for  eight years and has a child of three years.

 

His wife has gone to live with her parents in Tiruchi and he is staying is Kumbakonam,about two hours drive.

 

His wife and himself were living in Sri Thiruvanaikaval with his parents till about a year back.

 

His wife wanted to have a house for themselves and suggested Kumbakonam.

 

So the man built a House in Kumbakonam.

 

After moving in  there, his wife refused to stay there any more because, his two sisters were living there and they used to come to his house at least twice a month.

 

His wife did not like this nor she did like his visiting his sisters.

 

She wanted to dispose of the house at Kumbakonam and wanted to settle at Tiruchi where her parents are living by building a new house.

 

She was not prepared to go Thiruvanaikaval where her in-laws lived, even if it were to be separate House.

 

The man is unable to sell the house at Kumbakonam and is frustrated with his wife and Life in general.

 

His parents have told him to take any decision which suits him.

 

He sought my advice and it is not relevant to what I am posting here.

 

Couple of days later, I was traveling from Viralimalai,I have posted on Lord Shanmuganathan Temple to Tiruchi by bus.

 

A young man of about 30, who was sitting next to me, was talking on his Cell phone.

 

He was saying( his younger sister I presumed by his talk).,

 

‘Don’t’ worry, Elder brother, (himself) is leaving for  work…

 

I have to catch the eight o’clock k train….

 

 

No, you don’t come….

 

I have told everyone to take care of you..

 

But you also be careful,

 

While going out eat properly, don’t stay awake late at night,

 

If you have to go out go out with friends, never alone…

 

I will be there for the Temple festival in a month’s time…

 

I will call you from the Station…

 

Whenever you need anything, call me.’

 

Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he was speaking.

 

Both the instances relate to Relation Relationship.

 

Which one can I call Love?

 

P.S. He is unmarried.

 

 

 

The Science Of Love And Sex


The title seems to one, a misnomer.

Love in Tamil Literature.

Love in Tamil Literature.

Love belongs to Heart, but Science to Mind.

 

Then why this Title?

 

Lone is of Heart but the classification of in a scientific manner calls for this title.

 

How?

 

Tamil Literature.

 

A language of over 5000 years of antiquity , probably of the same period of Sanskrit)The Vedas refer to Tamil !) has exquisitely demarcated finer feelings into  Literary categories where it studies,explains and classifies these feelings in grand Poetry.

 

Human activities are divided into two broad categories.

 

That which is external and more expressive and related to activities more in Public.

 

This is called “Puram”-புறம்

 

The other one relates more to private feelings and activities of Man, Love between Man and Woman.

 

This is classified as ‘Agam’-'அகம் .

 

‘Agam  ’ and ‘Puram’, both are part of the feelings of Pleasure.

 

Puram deals with valour, Compassion and the like where it involves more The Society than the individual.

 

One might call them as Public sentiments while Agam relates to private feelings.

 

These Private private feelings are of two kinds.

 

1.Relationship that has not been sanctified by Marriage, or prior to Marriage, Love

 

This is called ‘Kalaviyal’(Meeting in Secrecy’) -களவியல் .

 

One finds the process pf falling in Love, how the one pines for the other, their pangs of separation, the efforts of friends to unite them, the pleasures they get on meeting.

 

This also explains the signs of love in one, the concern of people for their ‘ill health!

 

The hints thrown by the lovers to each other and those around them of their for each other.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wife’s Thoughts On Husband’s death


I received a Forward.

I am porting some thing which has no relevance, yet relevant to the story here.

Go through the Story.

There is a bland statement to the effect that the husband died and only  narration dealing with monetary affairs.

As if a thought had struck that it might not look nice if nothing is spoken about the deceased husband a reference is made  to the effect that there is no time for grieving.

Strange Logic.

I am yet to know that you need a separate time allocated and available for grieving.

Me. I lost my wife and Me 38 years ago and I have not slept normally at all for all these years , not withstanding that I have grand children.

I do not remember my wife for what she had done for me or what she would be doing for me if were alive to-day, but the pain of having been separated…well… one has to feel it to understand it.

I am called most unemotional by my children and one with a cold heart.

Be it as may,

I know there are issues to be tackled, especially economic.

And Life Goes On.

Yet to focus only on the economic aspects to the exclusion of the pangs of separation?

I do not know.

May I am a fool.

People who are dead and gone will not return.

I know.

But this attitude?

Is this all Marriage and bonding  all about and is this about Valentine’s’ day?

May be this is practical way of Living?!

May be.

What I do know is that even animals forsake their food,especially Monkeys and Elephants , in some cases,die,if they lose their mate.

Are we so advanced not to react humanely?

Have become so obsessed with money to be sanitized from normal human emotions?

Is this Life?

Again I do not know.

I am old-fashioned.

I do not know how to say ‘I Love You’

Nor can I bring myself to say ‘I can not Live with out you’

That’s all I can Say on this story.

For those who know Tamil.

வீடு வரை உறவு  வீதி வரை மனைவி …

‘ ”கொண்டு வந்தால் தந்தை; கொண்டு வந்தாலும் வராவிட்டாலும் தாய், சீர் கொண்டு வந்தால் சகோதரி, கொலையும் செய்வாள் பத்தினி, உயிர் காப்பான் தோழன்” -தூக்கு தூக்கி ‘

பணத்தின் மீதுதான் பக்தி என்றபின் பந்த பாசமே  ஏனடா -கண்ணதாசன்  - பழனி

Grieving for the Wife.

Grieving for the Wife.

Story:

“Few things I learnt after my husband’s death:-
We always believe we will live forever. Bad things always happen to others.
Only when things hit us bang on your head you realise… Life is so unpredictable….
My husband was an IT guy.All Technical. And I am a chartered accountant.

Awesome combination you may think.
Techie guy so everything is on his laptop.His to do  list.

His e-bill and his bank statements in his email. He even maintained a folder which said IMPWDS wherein he stored all log in id and passwords for all his online accounts.

And even his laptop had a password.

Techie guy so all the passwords were alpha-numeric with a special character not an easy one to crack.

Office policy said passwords needed to be changed every 30 days.

So every time I accessed his laptop I would realize it’s a new password again.

I would simply opt for asking him ‘What’s the latest password’ instead of taking the strain to memorize it.
You may think me being a Chartered Accountant would means everything is documented and filed properly.

Alas! many of my chartered accountant friends would agree that the precision we follow with our office documents and papers do not flow in to day to-day home life. At office you have been the epitome of Reliability / Competent / Diligent etc but.

At home front there is always a tomorrow.
One fine morning my hubby expired in a bike accident on his way home from office.

He was just 33.

His laptop with all his data crashed.everything on his hard disk wiped off.No folder of IMPWDS to refer back to

.His mobile with all the numbers on it was smashed.But that was just the beginning.

I realised I had a lot to learn.
9 years married to one of the best human beings.with no kids.just the two of us to fall back on.but now I stood all alone and lost.
Being chartered accountant helped in more ways than one but it was not enough.

I needed help.His saving bank accounts, his salary bank accounts had no nominee

.On his insurance his mom was the nominee and it was almost 2 years back she had expired. But this was just a start.

I didn’t know the password to his email account where all his e-bill came.

I didn’t know which expenses he paid by standing instructions.
His office front too was not easy. His department had changed recently.I didn’t know his reporting boss name to start with.when had he last claimed his shift allowance, his mobile reimbursement.
The house we bought with all the excitement on a loan thought with our joint salary we could afford the EMI.

When the home loans guys suggested insurance on the loan.we decided the instead of paying the premium the difference in the EMI on account of the insurance could be used pay towards prepayment of the loan and get the tenure down.

We never thought what we would do if we have to live on a single salary.So now there was huge EMI to look into .
I realised I was in for a long haul.
Road accident case.

So everywhere I needed a Death certificate, FIR report, Post Mortem report.

For everything there were forms running into pages.indemnity bonds.notary.surety to stand up for you.

No objections certificates from your co-heirs.
I learnt other than your house, your land,

Your car, your bike are also your property.

So what if you are the joint owner of the flat.you don’t become the owner just because your hubby is no more.

So what if your hubby expired in the bike accident and you are the nominee but if the bike is in a repairable condition .you have to get the bike transferred in your name to claim the insurance.

And that was again not easy.

The bike or car cannot be transferred in your name without going through a set of legal documents.

Getting a Succession Certificate is another battle all together.
Then came the time you realise now you have to start changing all the bills, assets in your name.

Your gas connection, electricity meter, your own house, your car, your investments and all sundries.

And then change all the nominations where your own investments are concerned.

And again a start of a new set of paperwork.
To say I was shaken.my whole life had just turned upside down was an understatement.

You realise you don’t have time to mourn and grieve for the person with whom you spend the best years of your life

. Because you are busy sorting all the paper work.
I realised then how much I took life for granted

.I thought being a chartered accountant I am undergoing so many difficulties.what would have happened to someone who was house maker who wouldn’t understand this legal hotchpotch.
A sweet friend then told me dear this was not an end.you have no kids.your assets will be for all who stand to claim.after my hubby’s sudden death.I realised it was time I took life more seriously.

I now needed to make a Will.

I would have laughed if a few months back if he had asked me to make one

 

.But now life had taken a twist.
Lessons learnt this hard way were meant to be shared.

After all why should the people whom we love the most suffer after we are no more.

Sorting some paperwork before we go will at least ease some of their grief.
1. Check all your nominations…
It’s a usual practice to put a name (i.e in the first place if you have mentioned it) and royally forget about it. Most of us have named our parent as a nominee for investments, bank accounts opened before marriage. We have not changed the same even years after they are no longer there with us. Even your salary account usually has no nomination.. Kindly check all your Nominations.
- Bank Accounts
- Fixed Deposits, NSC
- Bank Lockers
- Demat Accounts
- Insurance (Life, Bike or Car or Property)
- Investments
- PF Pension Forms
2. Passwords..
We have passwords for practically everything. Email accounts, Bank accounts, even for the laptop you use. What happens when your next in kin cannot access any of these simply because they do not know your password… Put it down on a paper.
3. Investments.
Every year for tax purpose we do investments. Do we maintain an excel sheet about it. If so is it on the same laptop of which the password you had not shared. Where are those physical investments hard copy.
4. Will.
Make a Will. I know you will smile even I would.had I not gone through all what I did.It would have made my life lot easier.a lot less paperwork.I wouldn’t had to provide an indemnity bond, get it notarised, ask surety to stand up, no objections certificates from others…
5. Liabilities.
When you take a loan say for your house or car.Check out on all the what ifs.what if I am not there tomorrow.what if I lose my job.Will the EMI still be within my range.If not get an insurance on the loan.The people left will not have to worry on something as basic as their own house.
My battles have just begun…But let us at least try to make few changes so that our loved ones would not suffer after we go.We do not know what will happen in the future.

But as the Scout motto goes: “Be prepared “

 

Making of A Girl Friend, Love, Sex Photo Essay


Definition is Girl friend  is one who happens to be a girl( Am I right?)

Sex is one of the most powerful instincts of beings,(Survival,Thirst,Hunger being others in the order of priority),and the terms Love,Affection etc are the cloaks in which it hides.

Sex is associated with survival of the species and hence Nature has given its attribute as uncontrollable(easily I mean).

Prudes may hasten to blame me for clubbing Love .Affection in this category;let me add that Sex is not a sin but obsession with it is.

How does this happen?

At the metal level, though felicitated by culture ‘Lifestyle and environment, it has some thing to do with ‘what’-I do not know.

One thing is for sure.

The Bard got it Right.

‘Whoever Loved that Loved not at first sight’

First Love remains ever green forever.

I can vouch for it.

One sees some one and that’s it.

You don’t know nor analyse it.

If you do, you lose it, I mean, the pleasure of it.

As I am fond of saying, don’t analyse feelings, go with it if you want to live.

The problems associated with real quarrels among people during Love need not be taken seriously and if the bonding is natural it will have a Natural death.

Most of the time you lose your Love, the pain lingers throughout your Life.

Being the puzzle it is Life has some course for us.

The memories always make you happy.

Losing in Love is also a pleasure for we do not know what would have happened if we had been successful, possible we could have killed the Love.

I can visualize people smirking, ‘Being philosophical,as you could do nothing about it’

Be it.

It makes me in control of myself and at the same time be happy.

Now on to something light.

It is always a pleasure to see young ones express in Love and especially so when they express it.

The notes they write may not be grammatically correct nor elegant in expression,

The way the girl looks at the Boy when she thinks none is looking at her may sound childish,

The way the Boys show off in front of their girl friends,

The non sense (to others) they speak endless, of late on Mobile,

The airs they put on as if the World exists only for them,

Well, who cares!

Pleasure.

Wish people remain that way.

 

Making of a Girl friend.

Note by Girl Friend

Making of a Girl friend.

Love Note.

Making of a Girl friend.

Breakfast by Girl friend

 

Making of a Girl Friend

Girl Friend’s Dinner.

 


http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/9qDEoS/www.fullpunch.com/random/markings-of-an-perfect-girlfriend-26-pics.html/

 

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A Mother’s Agony’ Over Her Son.You Are Not Alone.


I read a moving article on blogher,by a Mother on her son..

It was agonizing to go through the article.

Why is it the children behave the way they do?

Is it because they take the Parents granted?

Or is it because they are the people who would not hit back because of Love and Affection?

Yes Children raised themselves on their own.

Parents did nothing.

Parents are some thing to be ridiculed  and insulted.

A seed also becomes a tree begetting seeds.

The last line of the Mother was poignant.

‘I don’t know. But please tell me I’m not alone. And that it will be okay.’

Rest Assured, You are not Alone.

Read the Related Story.

I can only quote Shakespeare.

‘How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
To have a thankless child.
King Lear (1.4.280)

Story:

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A Mother’s Agony Over Her Son.

I’m going to be honest with you guys. I’m really tired of my son.

The level of disrespect and general level of unhappiness is becoming so distressing that I’m barely functioning as his mother. I don’t want to be around him. I don’t want to do anything for him.

I’ve given this so much thought — maybe too much. What am I doing wrong? Why is he so unhappy? Is he depressed? Do we have a real issue here?

I don’t have the answer. He is generally a normal, happy boy. Until it comes to me or his father. The way he treats us is just…horrifying. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING is ever right. Ever enough.

Why? How did we create this person who disrespects, demands, and blames us for everything? How did he become so… spoiled?

What do you do when all you want to do is scream, and cry, and hit, and run away?

What do you do when it’s always just boiling. Festering.

When the last thing you want to hear is anyone’s voice. Whether disrespecting, whining, asking, needing.

When you can’t for the LIFE of you imagine what else they could possibly need. What you AREN’T doing?

When the more you give them, the more they want. The more they complain. The more they tell you they hate you. What a terrible mother you are.

Who am I raising? And what am I doing wrong. Isn’t the way he treats me a reflection on my motherhood?

I love him so much. This is not the mother I wanted to be. I wanted to be the mother who has long talks, and listens, and encourages moving away from the norm. Using imagination, experimentation. Trial and error.

But I’m not.

I’m the mother who needs strict adherence to the rules. The routine. Do it now the way I want it done before my head blows off.

I don’t know why. Because I work from here, and I need some level of understanding and order? Because I just need people to not be contradictory even for just a little while?


http://www.blogher.com/one-where-i-spill-my-guts-about-my-sons-behavior

Related:

Sons Leave Dad to rot and Die.

Two West Seattle brothers accused of literally leaving their father to rot to death now face felony elderly-abuse charges.

King County prosecutors contend Kenneth and Keith Shaw lived rent-free in their parents’ Alki neighborhood home while their 86-year-old father wasted away, neglected. Police contend the pair of 50-somethings refused to move their parents into a nursing home because they wanted to inherit their parents’ ample savings.

Conditions were so bad when paramedics arrived in November 2010 that a trail of blood followed Kyle Shaw Jr. as the first responders carried him from the home, Seattle Police Det. Suzanne Moore told the court.

 http://www.seattlepi.com/local/article/Sons-accused-after-elderly-West-Seattle-man-rots-4042130.php#ixzz2CNEWvPKQ

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