Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Twenty years after I retired from service God made me a ………………..


Twenty years   after I retired from service  God made me  a  ………………..




1. person who has translated  2000 prayers  written in four languages  to English
2. person  who has translated  3000 songs   written in  six  different languages  to English
3.person who has translated  three  different versions  of Ramayanam written in three different languages  to English
4.person  who has translated Abhirami  Andathi  to English andathi
5.One of the persons  who has  translated Narayaneeyam in to English
6. person   who has translated  complete  stora works of poonthanam in to English
7.person who has translated Devi Narayaneeyam to English
8.person who translated  entire Vikramadhithya stories  and poated on line
9.One the few persons  who has translated  Gita  in to English poem
10.person who has translated  21 minor  Upanishads to English

Lord Ayyappa has become lonely again


Lord Ayyappa    has become lonely again

Translated by
P.R.Ramachander

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(I was greatly moved by this Malayalam poem in whatsapp)

After month of Makaram, devotees have  got down from mountain,
Anf again Mani Kanta has become all alone,
Wild elephants,   tigers  , cheetah ,
Have again ncome to keep him company

The statue which was  taking Bath in ghee,
Has been drowned in sacred   ash and resting,
 The Thathwamasi has   started  doing Thapas,
And wheel of time started rotating again,

The forest where crores and crores were standing,
Has once again become   empty,
The priest and his Lord Ayyappa,
Except for them  are there any  other human beings there

മകരം കഴിഞ്ഞു മലയിറങ്ങി ഭക്തർ...
മണികണ്ഠൻ വീണ്ടും തനിച്ചായി...
കാട്ടാനകൾ.. കടുവാ.. പുലികൾ..
കൂട്ടിനായ് വീണ്ടും വരികയായി...

നെയ്യിൽ കുളിച്ചൊരാ വിഗ്രഹം വീണ്ടും..
ഭസ്മത്തിൽ മുങ്ങിയിരുപ്പായി..
തത്വമസി വീണ്ടും തപസ്സിലായി..
കാലചക്രം വീണ്ടും കറക്കമായി...

കോടാനു കോടികൾ കൂടിനിന്ന..
കാടെന്തു സൂന്യമായ് മാറിടുന്നു..
തിരുമേനിയും തൻ അയ്യപ്പനും ..
അല്ലാതിവിടുണ്ടോ മറ്റൊരു മർത്യജനം..


Sunday, January 12, 2020

You are getting old and so what


You are  getting old and so what

Recreated  from Tamil essay,
P.R.Ramachander



( I am a great admirer   of Tamil writer Sujatha  and he wrote  a Tamil essay  “For   seniors Sujatha” .I have rewritten it in my  own way .,Hope Sujatha   who is in heaven will pardon me)

Within    another   few days I will be 80,
So when  I go  to the park , for a walk,
Or when I wish  birthday  to my face book   friends,
I see   that  most of them    are  younger to me.

One day I saw  a person  older than me  ,
Sitting  on the park   bench    and he asked me,
Can you  guess  how  old I am  and with a smile,
I shook my head  up  and down as I was in south.

Then I asked   the old man, can you touch,
Your nose with your middle finger and he did ,
And I asked him to shake  other  fingers  to and fro,
And he  did  and I told him , “You  are 84 years  3 months”

He was   taken aback   and asked me , “ How?”
And I told him,  for past two   days    daily  ,
I am asking  you, “How old are you?”
And you told me 84 years  , 3  months”

“I   realize    that  I am also  walking  in the same path,
As that Thatha but not    as bad as him,When I see,
Some  one on the road  I feel   I have seen him,
But I am not able  to know his name  , nor as to who he is?”

“Suppose  I am reading   a name of some thing in English,
I am not able to say  what it is?  Suppose  I am in front seat,
Of a music concert, I feel   I have heard  him some where,
And when I  asked as old man  sitting next, he scoffed at me.”

“But I was  able to remember  what Jaya Prakash  Narayan,
Told in a meeting at Hyderabad  which I attended  when,
I was  five   along with my father  and I remember,
How I used to be teased by  by parents when I was seven”

“I used to remember  how  P.U.Chinnappa  played,
Mridangam in Jagathala  prathapan  and how  THyagaraja,
BHagawathar  used to sing  in Shiva Kavi   and what  ,
My mother  fed  me   when I came back    from School.”

Slowly  I am not jealous on   any one else  , nor am I,
Chide  any way side   child and when reading Obituary,
In face book, I first check  whether  he is younger  or elder to me,
If he is elder, we feel  we have escaped and if older, we count  how many days more”

When I was  young   , I used  to have  very difficult ambitions,
But now, if I am  able to answer natures calls  in the morning,
Without   difficulty , I become elated and I feel that life,
Consists  of series   of progressive   compromises.

You may   ask, What do you want   now and I will say,
Average health of mind and body, being able to live ,
Without troubling others, not boating   too much of my old days,
Not hurting others, ability to  talk   sweetly, Having  pity on others,
A sense  of humour, ability to do minor helps to children,
Not getting upset of not getting   the food  which your   wife used to give ,
Not getting  upset   when our children   not telling  everything  in their life,
And so on  and so on  but  these  appear   to be a senseless  dreams

Thursday, January 9, 2020

Absolute Truth but your child will not believe


 Absolute  Truth but  your child will  not believe

By
P.R.Ramachander



I was born in 1940
First photo 1941(attached.It is me) 
First school 1944
First college  1955
First bribe- to peon of college   to get my pass certificate quickly  1957
First university   1957
First Bank account   1957
First   wrist watch- presented by myuncle(chelappa Mama)  in 1959
First  phone call-  From hotel to ISI  office in Calcutta      1960
First stipend  -1960
First  time TV   - Watching it from a corridor  in Delhi    1961
First job(part time)-Despatch clerk to Agricultual  Statistics society   1962
First job (Government)   As statistical officer  in CARS, Vittal, South Canara-1963
First Salary –Rs 360
First research Paper    -On arecanut  -1964
First income tax paid  1964
First research book -  On arecanut    1968
First   transistor of my own  -1969
Marriage     1970
First time learnt  Compter programming 1970
First child   1972
First time developed   software 1977
First  Black and white TV  1977
First own house   1984
First  land line phone    1992
First air travel    1999
First  visit to USA   2000
First cell phone  2009

God please send the Pied Piper of Hamelin


 God please  send the Pied Piper of Hamelin

By
P.R.Ramachander

No photo description available.

(many of you think it is harsh.When I wrote this I reembered my fatther above ninety waiting near the gate with apprehension till my daughter comes.Today I am waiting till my wife,, my daughter and my grand daughters come back with shivering insecurity. God please help me.)

I am in search of that Pied piper of Hamelin,
So that he can play his pipe in my country,
And take away to the far , flung oceans,
Those   hoodlums   who think , it is their  right to rape,
Any lady   any where  in my country,
Even if  she is extremely    decently dressed  ,
Covering   herself from head to foot
Even if she is three   years old,
Even if she is more   than 70 years old,
Even if  she  is dumb  , blind or handicapped,
To  satisfy  their lust  and establish  ,
To the world  their horrible  masculine  supermacy
But I am not sure , once he puts them all in the sea,
Whether the ocean will become so full,
That all its waters come to the shore.?

Am I ?

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Translated By
P.R.Ramachander

(text taken from Halasya  Sundaram’s post  Written by  Injimedu Kalyanam )

For  you to come running, when I call you,
Am I prahladha

For me to give   as soon as you ask,
Am I Mahabali

Without battling an eye to look after  you,
Am I lord Lakshmana

To fight   the way    as per your advice,
Am I Arjuna

For ever   to collect terrible interest  from you,
Am I kubhera

To  do fanning  as service  , whenever you sweat,
Am I Thirukachi Nambi

To dream to  get  married   to  you,
Am I lady  Aandal

To reclaim   you back by calling  you “My pet son”
Am I the great sage  of perum puthur

My mistake  , do pardon me,
Due to desire, I compared   myself with them

I am  an ordinary fellow toiling  in the day to day life,
I am one who feels that  remembering Hari is  indeed pleasure

நான் என்ன?

நான் கூப்பிட்டவுடன் நீ ஓடி வர
நான் என்ன ப்ரஹ்லாதனா

நீ கேட்டவுடன் நான் கொடுக்க
நான் என்ன மஹாபலியா

கண் கொட்டாமல் உனைக் காத்திட
நான் என்ன லக்ஷ்மணனா

நீ சொன்னபடியெல்லாம் சண்டை போட
நான் என்ன அர்ச்சுனனா

காலமெலாம் உன்னிடம் கந்து வட்டி வசூலிக்க
நான் என்ன குபேரனா

உன் புழுக்கத்திற்க்கு விசிறி கைங்கரியம் செய்ய
நான் என்ன திருக்கச்சி நம்பியா

கைத் தலம் பற்ற கணாக் கண்டிட
நான் என்ன கோதை நாச்சியாரா

செல்லப் பிள்ளையே என அழைத்து மீண்டெடுக்க
நான் என்ன பெரும்புதூர் மாமுனியா

அபசாரம் அடியேனை பொறுத்தருள்க
ஆவலினால் இவர்களுடன் ஒப்பிட்டு விட்டேன்

அன்றாட சம்சார வாழ்வில் உழலும் அற்பன் நான்
ஆளரியை நினைப்பதுவே சுகமென்றிருப்பவன் நான்

நன்றி: இஞ்சிமேடு கல்யாணம் சார்.

Friday, January 3, 2020

A letter from Poland to me

A letter from Poland




Thanks from Poland (I received it a few months back by e mail. I virtually shed tears)
Mr Ramachander, I've been admiring and so rightly so, your, no doubt,
Divinely inspired translation work which you share with the humanity. Be
really blessed, additionally blessed, as no doubt you are highly
bleeesed already.
Indeed, I greatly thank you in the name of peop;le like me, reading the
results of your work. I am moved, emotionally, when I think of your work.
I have only one thing to say "Thank you God" and he wrote back Your achievements are amazing. Clearly, you must be without any doubt - and are - one of GOD's people with a mission. If you come to Poland one day, not forget to stop for some time in my house, I will be pleased to meet you personally.
Thant you once again for your great and unestimable contribution to the humanity's welfare through your translations. Let the white man from Poland show respect to your great her and the country which shares gems freely. may there be friendhsip henceforth between Poland and Russia and Bharat. Bharat is my another home, spiritually, or rather the first home spiritually even.
I wrote to him thanks and said God did it not me.
He wrote back
Aum, in the name of Sathya Sai, may the words of mine
do again some justice to the ample work of thine!
Mr Ramachander, when I look at the number
of stotras you've translated.. You struck the evil forces like Divine Thunder
When your pals just sat or slept you repeatedly, laborously made
pearls of hope, of greatness so accessible to the multitude of readers, while many a winter, fall,
spring summer of others were simply wasted, youshared a wall
of protection made of bricks of mantras, of Divine Help
be indeed pleased of that yourself.
Oh, Golden Sailor on the Sea of Life
may you be bold forever, invincilbe in fight
in whatever world you go into
be crystal clear and pure like dew.
Much as I may try to reward you for your string of gifts
it's just unadequate and will be, when I see your list.
Giant of Work! of Holy Labour!
Accept my thanks as humble payment for your great favour.