Happy birthday greetings from younger sister to her elder brother

Happy  birthday  greetings   from younger sister  to her elder  brother

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P.R.Ramachander

(I  was  the eldest  son  of a  lower middle class  family. The  greatest   relations in the earth  to me are  my younger   sister  and younger  brother. With tears  I read the tamil original , because  I thought  ,my sister  would   write only like that only  She may be  almost as old as me  but to her I am father, mother and God)

Only in places    where  there  is great affection ,

There  would be simple  teasing ,  fight as well as anger

The affection   between a   brother  and sister,

Is one   such and it  is difficult to describe  it in words.

Path may   change , Partners  may change,

But the affection   between them  will never change,

Though   eyes are   two  , the   sight  is only one,

Though anger  and affection are two, Only  affection comes  out

You   were  my another  mother  , who lifted me up,

When I Fell down, You are  my brother  and first friend,

Happy birthday  brother, you should   grow like Kalpaka  tree,

And I will be always with you, under your shade  , my brother

Differences  in marching  time   is not there between them,

For the greatest   relation  in this   world is this relation..

Our quarrel  is our affection and it is  the miracle  ,

That helps  our love to grow   deep and forever

It is like   the water   that falls  on the raging fire.

And  it  is  the blanket  which   prevents  cold

Let spring  blow, let   light  sparkle  ,

Let every day  be  always  be your day

Let the seconds  and minutes become  your step stones,

Let Joy always  ebb in your life, Let   our affection  forever increase

Greetings  for your birthday, from your darling sister

The great fixer is God

The great fixer is God

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P.R.,Ramachander

(I read this essay in Tamil  written in face book  by Visalatchi Iyer   and enjoyed it. I have   absorbed it within myself   and rewritten it  .Thanks  Visalatchi iyer)

A  portion for  us  to live  in the world was  fixed.

For every  birth   a  womb was fixed

A form  and its growth  for us  was fixed

A time  of birth  for us was   fixed

A time to lisp was fixed

A time to start eating was fixed

A time to talk   was fixed

A time to walk was  fixed

A time    to be affectionate was fixed

A time   to sleep was fixed

A r time to wake up was fixed

A time  to think was fixed

A time to act was   fixed

A  time to fall in love was fixed

A time to accept that  partner was fixed

A time to mix was fixed

A time  to get a child was fixed

A time  to nurture that   chld was fixed

A time for us to learn from that child was fixed

Many  such times  in our life  was fixed

 So the one who fixes is the God always

If we dig further  deep

Fix  me   to think like  my partner

Fix me to run after    what I want

Fix me to get what  all is needed  by me

Fix so that  all that is not needed  is not with me

Fix and join me with that   which will make me happy

Fix me so that  I once in a while get deceived

Fix me so that I know that he does everything

Fix me so that  by experience I know what is not good for me

Fix me so that  I enjoy that   which I should  experience

Fix me so that  all my desires are  fulfilled

Fix me so that  I do act all that  has to be acted

Fix me so that I feel, “Oh only this much”

Fix so that  all lies  go away from me

Fix so that  I  feel  that which is the truth

Fix me   to feel that  He is there  to hug me

Fix me so that I realize that he  fixes and I do not and make me  feel joyful

Oh  Great fixer, Thanks for making me understand

Sage in search of herb and his wife

Sage  in search of herb   and his wife

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P.R.Ramachander

(Got from Whatsapp .Please  follow the very important moral)

One saint  took his old wife  deep in the forest  .

All the time   he was   searching    for something,

And never  , ever  told what  it is   to her  ,

And she spent  all her   time   cooking   for him,

One day  the saint returned   to eat  and ,

Near the  cooking pot   was standing  a  young beauty,

And he asked   her hesitatingly , “Who are you?”

And she  replied  “Ofcourse   your wife”

Then she told ,::”since  I did not bring a  ladle ,

To stir  the  gruel, I took   some stick and stirred it,

And the gruel became  black   and instead of throwing it,

I drank  it  and  I became   young and pretty like this

The saint shouted “Oh my God , I was searching  for it only,

As I wanted   to become young “ but  his young pretty wife replied,

“You never told me  , to prepare  more  gruel  for you , I used  it as firewood.”

Sage wept saying.”Do not do  anything without knowledge of wife”

Baby and Cell phone

Baby and Cell phone 

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P.R.Ramachander

One  day  my darling   daughter  whom I loved,

Asked me “Have i confused you   at any time?”

And  I said , “Yes , daughter  , once  , long ago,

You were just one year old and used  to crawl

I  kept   a pen, a coin, a pen and a toy   little away from you ,

And I was   sitting  slightly   further   away and wanted to  know,

Whether  you would  choose  wealth  or learning or  happiness,

When you grow   up, but you left all  of them and  came  took my cell phone 

Me and my God

Me and my God

By

P.R.Ramachander

(idea borrowed from Whatsapp  .THankyou, Anon)

I was a lady and    my  God  was sitting  on the  top of a  mountain,

People  advised me  not to go there   empty handed,

And I took   some thing simple  like Kuchela’s   beaten rice,

Since  the mountain was  too high, I felt  I may not be able to climb.

There were  several ways    to reach   the top  ,

Peaceful way  , By meditation, By   Yajna  ,

BY rituals , By Yoga  By worship and numerous  others,

For every way there was  a guide   standing.

Each of them promised  that  their way is the best ,

And then they  told me   , they  would  climb   to the top,

Instead  of me  , if I pay   sufficient   fees  to them

And  there were  many who told  , I am not  permitted to climb there.

I was   wondering what   to  do and was   about  to return,

One  poor hungry  woman asked me , “please   madam,”

And i gave the offering  meant   to god to her

And she  blessed  me  and  then only  I looked  at her

She  was  the  god and asked her ” Oh God what are  doing here?”

Then that  God said  , I stay here  only”   and then I asked  him,

“What about  there? “ and showed  him the top  of the mountain,

He said  “I am there too, those   who cannot  see me here , come there.”

Then I told “Oh God , I saw  a lady here  and how  can that be you?”

He said “I do not have  any specific form or sex . All forms are mine.”

Then I asked  him , “Oh God   does it mean  ,I need not  climb the mountain,

He said , “Did I not tell you  , I am there  too, if you  wish  you can  come there too”

I blinked   and   God continued, “If  you  are ,

Living only for yourself , You have  to climb up there to see me,

But if you are  living  for all beings on earth , you,

Would be able to see  me  everywhere.”

God smiled  and  I told   him with a sob,

“Now  I see you , wherever   I see “

Beta Mar Jayaga

“Beta  Mar Jayaga”

By

P.R.Ramachander

The year  was   1963 . Two years back  I  had arrived as a  mango lad  at Delhi in the month of may along with my best friend KSN  .WE started   staying in our hostel   which was  behind NPL .Every one who saw     us both  use to advise  us to buy  a  suit. When we said   we cannot afford they said, Suts can be purchased  in instalments .WE were  worried   and one day asked  our senior  Sri Gopalan  What to do? He said he had  spent two years  with  just half sweater , WE decided  to follow him and before   winter on the foot paths  of Ajmalkhan road  purchased   two  sweaters  , full sleeved  and reversible .  One   winter  was   some how over  , In the  winter  of 1963, one day  , as  was  my practice I had  gone to Karolbagh by walk and was returning  by walk around 9 PM by  a  dark road  by the side  of PUSA  Institute.

     Suddenly  a lavish Car   stopped  near  me . A sardarji   got down from the car  , came near me and told , “Beta  Mar Jayaga” .I asked him why? He said  temperature was  one degree   and with my shabby dress  I may not reach  my hostel. I simply smiled.He compelled me to get in to his car , took me to the hostel and dropped me there

 During every winter  of my life  , I used  to recollect  that SAradarji    and with a wet eye  , used to thank him.

Cell netizen-=ahoy

Man  has started  going alone- Likely to suffer

(Hey I read it in Tamil Whatsapp  net only  .Thanks to another netizen)

By

P.R.Ramachander

No need of parents   top wake us up- There is- Alarm app

No need of mother to cook                  -There is –Zomato , swiggy etc etc  app

No need of bus to travel                       -There is- Ola, Uber app

No need to ask  for directions              -There  is –Google  Map  app

No need    of provision   shop               -There is – Big Basket, Amazon app

No need  to visit cloth   shop                 -There  is  - Amazon, Flipcart  app

No need to go to pharmacy                   -There is- Medplus app

No need  to carry money  with us         -There  is- PayTm, Bhim    app

No need   to have experts  to get info   -There is-  Google app

No need   to meet a friend to talk          -There is-  Whatsapp, face book   apps

               All  these help us  to live alone without meeting any one

                     WE think it is as clear   as a gooseberry in the palm,

         But  we have been caught   in the net , from where we cannot escape

                          Oh God help us  to get out of this cell net

                                         And  be no more  cell slaves

                               Help us to knit a net with relations and friends

                                                             Oh God please