<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785</id><updated>2011-11-21T08:03:18.608-05:00</updated><category term='Sivakasi'/><category term='Breeder Reactors'/><category term='Nuclear Reactor'/><category term='China'/><category term='Nuclear Protests'/><category term='Fukushima'/><category term='புறநானூறு purananuru purananooru Subramanya Bharathi சுப்பிரமணிய பாரதி சேரமான் கணைக்கால் இரும்பொறை'/><category term='The Wall Street Journal'/><category term='Kudankulam'/><category term='புறநானூறு கணியன் பூங்குன்றனார் Tamil purananuru purananooru'/><category term='Sungam'/><category term='TIME Sensationalism Cover'/><category term='கூடங்குளம்'/><category term='Catholic'/><category term='Gregorian Chant'/><category term='All Souls&apos; Day'/><category term='Nuclear Power'/><category term='Firecrackers'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='iPhone Tamil Auvaiyaar Auvaiyar Aathichoodi Aathichodi ஔவையார் ஆத்திச்சூடி iPhone Tamil Apps'/><category term='KKNPP'/><category term='Tamil Nadu'/><category term='Carmel Garden School'/><category term='APJ'/><category term='Coimbatore'/><category term='Truth Perjury Courts Law Spirituality Enlightenment Truth'/><category term='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam'/><category term='Nuclear Safety'/><category term='Dr. APJ'/><category term='India Nuclear Energy'/><category term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திசூடி ஔவையார் auvaiyaar auvaiyar'/><category term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திச்சூடி'/><category term='Greenhouse-gas Emissions'/><category term='Catholic Cemetery'/><category term='Diwali'/><category term='கம்பராமாயணம் வழக்கு வழக்குரைஞர் Indian Corporate Law firms'/><category term='India Energy Security'/><category term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திசூடி ஔவையார் auvaiyaar auvaiyar ஆத்திச்சூடி'/><category term='Koodangulam'/><category term='Nuclear Energy'/><title type='text'>Rex's Ruminations</title><subtitle type='html'>இனிய உளவாக இன்னாதக் கூறல்
கனியிருப்பக் காய்கவர்ந் தற்று. -- குறள் 100.
&lt;br&gt;Cherry-picking bad stuff over good to ruminate is akin to preferring a pizza-crust to its topping. -- Thirukkural 100.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2787887213610990145</id><published>2011-11-21T08:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:03:18.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantabulous to traverse this very bridge that's a favorite of Rhea &amp; mine. Serene beauty with fog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/VI7YU/"&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/opkDJCyBGGkffkqEBzjngakpJcvpyjqnqJxjDBuJImyJIEufEpvdAFpnrinc/media_httpdistilleryi_DAFJd.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_dafjd" height="500" src="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/opkDJCyBGGkffkqEBzjngakpJcvpyjqnqJxjDBuJImyJIEufEpvdAFpnrinc/media_httpdistilleryi_DAFJd.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at Covered Bridge Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/fantabulous-to-traverse-this-very-bridge-that at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2787887213610990145?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2787887213610990145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2787887213610990145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2787887213610990145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2787887213610990145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/taken-at-covered-bridge-originally.html' title='Fantabulous to traverse this very bridge that&amp;#39;s a favorite of Rhea &amp;amp; mine. Serene beauty with fog :)'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-1385088022559714079</id><published>2011-11-19T15:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:02:42.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As wax melts down, the flame goes up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/U2cAr/"&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/njqlwhuCEFpxbclrAGGlunCDqgbnwjzqwbeuqbrlCpnicGIbyeyylylIaolk/media_httpdistilleryi_kfcCb.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_kfccb" height="500" src="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/njqlwhuCEFpxbclrAGGlunCDqgbnwjzqwbeuqbrlCpnicGIbyeyylylIaolk/media_httpdistilleryi_kfcCb.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at St Francis De Sales Catholic Church Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/as-wax-melts-down-the-flame-goes-up at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-1385088022559714079?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/1385088022559714079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=1385088022559714079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1385088022559714079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1385088022559714079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/taken-at-st-francis-de-sales-catholic.html' title='As wax melts down, the flame goes up!'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-3355362398111696919</id><published>2011-11-14T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:54:38.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"India dirtiest &amp; filthiest country", says Rural Development Minister Jairam Ramesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt; &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;Rural development minister Jairam Ramesh today described India as the &lt;b&gt; “dirtiest and filthiest”  country in the world &lt;/b&gt; where people with mobile phones go out to answer the “call of nature”.&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;“In one area in which India can claim success in the social sector is education. We can’t say the same thing in health, we can’t say the same thing in nutrition, we certainly can’t say the same thing in sanitation because we do remain the dirtiest and filthiest country,” he said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;He said around 65 per cent of rural houses had been provided with toilets but didn’t use them. “Today, if you go to many parts of India, you have women with a mobile phone going out to answer the call of nature. I mean it is paradoxical,” the minister, who also holds charge of sanitation, said at an event here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://telegraphindia.com/1111115/jsp/frontpage/story_14751727.jsp"&gt;telegraphindia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do not know why Rural Development Minister Jairam Ramesh used such harsh words to make a point. A healthy topic of sanitation is now going to be lost amidst the din of controversial remarks. Why do responsible persons use extreme superlatives, when soft-spoken words can accomplish better results? And why single out women? These remarks are insensitive, brash, and regrettable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/india-dirtiest-filthiest-country-says-rural-d at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-3355362398111696919?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/3355362398111696919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=3355362398111696919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3355362398111696919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3355362398111696919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/rural-development-minister-jairam.html' title='&amp;quot;India dirtiest &amp;amp; filthiest country&amp;quot;, says Rural Development Minister Jairam Ramesh'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-8208371158958180114</id><published>2011-11-14T18:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:42:33.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudankulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koodangulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Nuclear Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Energy Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APJ'/><title type='text'>No alternative to nuclear energy: APJ Abdul Kalam - The Times of India</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;"He, however, made it clear that there is no option before India but to go out to produce &lt;strong&gt;nuclear power&lt;/strong&gt; because it is the &lt;strong&gt;cleanest and greenest form of energy&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;"The plant is completely modern and safe. &lt;strong&gt;I can vouch for that&lt;/strong&gt;. India is a power hungry nation and 2000 megawatt of power would be produced at the Tamil Nadu plant. We need it".&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;"We have no option but to switch to alternative sources of energy,like &lt;strong&gt;solar energy, nuclear energy and bio energy&lt;/strong&gt;" Kalam added.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/kolkata/No-alternative-to-nuclear-energy-Kalam/articleshow/10733344.cms"&gt;timesofindia.indiatimes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.  I am unable to understand how the superlatives like "cleanest" and "greenest" form of Energy can be attributed to Nuclear Energy, ignoring the 800-lb gorilla of recycling nuclear waste.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.  However noble a person Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam is, still, nuclear safety and Energy Policy are issues that need to be redressed by a neutral Nuclear Energy Regulatory Authority. Till date, India does not have one and a fledgling bill is before the Indian Parliament.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. I agree, nuclear as one amongst the other alternative sources of energy like solar, biomass, wind, etc. However, to tout nuclear as "cleanest" and "greenest" is ersatz at best.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/no-alternative-to-nuclear-energy-apj-abdul-ka at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-8208371158958180114?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/8208371158958180114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=8208371158958180114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/8208371158958180114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/8208371158958180114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-alternative-to-nuclear-energy-apj.html' title='No alternative to nuclear energy: APJ Abdul Kalam - The Times of India'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2601038302589934705</id><published>2011-11-12T17:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T17:58:35.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes see what they wish to see. Tis light that I choose to see amidst darkness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/T4gcU/"&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://getfile4.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/AbheaaxGctwoaazHcnvzzfztGviHGvoDBiIDrrcrmsuoraynebrqGllIGaDe/media_httpdistilleryi_xFFbH.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_xffbh" height="500" src="http://getfile4.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/AbheaaxGctwoaazHcnvzzfztGviHGvoDBiIDrrcrmsuoraynebrqGllIGaDe/media_httpdistilleryi_xFFbH.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at Monastery of the Holy Spirit Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/eyes-see-what-they-wish-to-see-tis-light-that at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2601038302589934705?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2601038302589934705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2601038302589934705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2601038302589934705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2601038302589934705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/eyes-see-what-they-wish-to-see-tis.html' title='Eyes see what they wish to see. Tis light that I choose to see amidst darkness.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-634588604708241712</id><published>2011-11-08T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:30:38.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imbued in thoughts at work, out on a short stroll; mesmerizing,withering foliage outside. Thank God for nature!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/TSV5L/"&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/dBfkbIDAAEJfAyyDoporzvIwjaxwqqDiagJCfokxxCHjdyiHGianIJhIloAH/media_httpdistilleryi_dHjwA.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_dhjwa" height="500" src="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/dBfkbIDAAEJfAyyDoporzvIwjaxwqqDiagJCfokxxCHjdyiHGianIJhIloAH/media_httpdistilleryi_dHjwA.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/a&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/imbued-in-thoughts-at-work-out-on-a-short-str at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-634588604708241712?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/634588604708241712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=634588604708241712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/634588604708241712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/634588604708241712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/imbued-in-thoughts-at-work-out-on-short.html' title='Imbued in thoughts at work, out on a short stroll; mesmerizing,withering foliage outside. Thank God for nature!'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-3591288882726022876</id><published>2011-11-07T23:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:29:48.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudankulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koodangulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Reactor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Nuclear Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Protests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Energy Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ'/><title type='text'>History wasn't made by ‘can't doers': Kalam via @The_Hindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt; &lt;blockquote class="posterous_long_quote"&gt;&lt;p class="body"&gt;If the great Chola emperor Raja Raja Chola I had believed for a moment that his monumental structure would be brought down in an earthquake, would we have got the magnificent Brihadeeswara Temple?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body"&gt;Or, if Homi Bhabha had decided that radiation is too harmful for citizens, would the country be running a safe and successful atomic power programme for the last 40 years, producing 4,700 megawatt of nuclear power?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.thehindu.com/news/states/tamil-nadu/article2608482.ece"&gt;thehindu.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hyperbole and rhetoric. Sad. Even the Bhopal victims cannot buy these arguments. Nuclear-safety is a very important topic when a country is ready to formulate its Energy policy investing billions of dollars and millions of lives. India does not even have a neutral Nuclear Regulatory Authority as USA or other developed nations.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead of rhetoric, why can't science and technology engage in a meaningful discourse?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/history-wasnt-made-by-cant-doers-kalam-via-th at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-3591288882726022876?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/3591288882726022876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=3591288882726022876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3591288882726022876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3591288882726022876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/history-wasn-made-by-can-doers-kalam.html' title='History wasn&amp;#39;t made by ‘can&amp;#39;t doers&amp;#39;: Kalam via @The_Hindu'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-7180555981724140166</id><published>2011-11-07T23:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:13:53.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudankulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenhouse-gas Emissions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koodangulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Reactor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fukushima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Nuclear Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Protests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ'/><title type='text'>Fukushima-like accident can be avoided at Kudankulam: APJ Kalam via @The_Hindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_medium_quote"&gt;On Germany's decision to give up nuclear power by 2022, he said it was a power surplus developed nation, which could afford to lose a few plants. &amp;ldquo;More importantly, Germany has completely exhausted its nuclear resources. Thus, nuclear energy never fits into their goal of energy independence.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.thehindu.com/news/states/tamil-nadu/article2607010.ece"&gt;thehindu.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam has been dismissive of the tough decision Germany had to take in wake of the Fukushima accident by implying it as a Hobson's choice. Truth is not as Manichean as he states. With this tough decision to curtail its nuclear fleet, Germany will be compelled to rely on fossil-fuels, which will make its aggressive goals to cut down Greenhouse-gas emissions by 2020, very tough. To Germans that is more of a discomfiting problem than operating their nuclear fleet. Yet, Germany took this hard decision in wake of Fukushima. Global decisions on important matters such as nuclear-safety are taken after significant evaluation of those countries' necessities and often reasons are not as simplistic as the sound-bytes are.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/fukushima-like-accident-can-be-avoided-at-kud at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-7180555981724140166?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/7180555981724140166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=7180555981724140166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/7180555981724140166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/7180555981724140166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/fukushima-like-accident-can-be-avoided_07.html' title='Fukushima-like accident can be avoided at Kudankulam: APJ Kalam via @The_Hindu'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-1360887069959511394</id><published>2011-11-07T10:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:26:50.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koodangulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Reactor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil Nadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Energy Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Protests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kudankulam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breeder Reactors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KKNPP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='கூடங்குளம்'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India Nuclear Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuclear Power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. APJ'/><title type='text'>Added my comments to @The_Hindu on Dr.APJ's Op-Ed on Kudankulam Nuclear Project crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have profound respect for former President Mr. APJ Abdul Kalam. However, I am concerned the way he bulldozes concerns by pushing arguments for nuclear energy by merely saying how much Energy it can bring. Sure, none of those villagers, who are protesting are going to oppose the notion of brining in additional 1,000 mW generation per day from each reactor in Kudankulam. They are genuinely concerned about safety and their future. This is now a concern in other developed nations too. Some of the parallels drawn by Mr. APJ to dismiss those concerns are ersatz at best and not helping to dispel doubts in the minds of those people who are on a fast to scrap the project.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What I also found too condescending and deeply regrettable was the feedback from some readers. A majority of them think as though those villagers, who are worried about their future are gullible masses, who know nothing! Many are advising that Tamil translations of the article be provided to them. That's the elitist view that is going to precisely turn those people off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As Engineers and Scientists, I feel we are not good at Public-Relations. To understand the public's concern and to treat them with utmost respect, by dispelling wrongful notions with abject scientific truths, while remaining brutally honest to our neutral elements of Science, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;our calling. When we wear elitist hats, we just turn those people off. We really need to work hard at conveying scientific truths to the general population, without being seen as having a hidden agenda.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That is easier said than accomplished. But, there lies an opportunity that is larger than generating power through nuclear energy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Within the prescribed limit, I have dropped by $0.02 in the comments section in &lt;em&gt;The Hindu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;As an Energy Consultant,I am a cautious supporter of Nuclear Energy. While Dr.Kalam's article is edifying, it is disconcerting for several reasons: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. He is obsessed with economic prosperity while flippant about real nuclear threats. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. He chastises fearmongering with images of mushroom-clouds of the A-Bomb, while he fearmongers by insinuating foreign nations trying to subjugate India's energy ascendancy! Truth is nations like France &amp;amp; US are eager to earn India's huge nuclear-pie! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. His cavalier attitude to nuclear safety is evident by equating a realistic threat of a cataclysmic nuclear event with his conjured folklore of first-flight accidents! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. His deafening silence on terrorist-threats on nuclear plants is chilling, when India is on the seismic belt of terrorism. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Equating Japan's ER system to India's is an overstretch. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. He's stoic on India's huge population density. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. His dismissive attitude implies he thinks those who have concerns are Luddites.He is not right.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here is the Op-Ed:  &lt;a href="http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/op-ed/article2601471.ece"&gt;http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/op-ed/article2601471.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, please understand that a power-starved state of Tamil Nadu and its populace crave for power to get out of the draconian power-cuts that have become the norm. So, they too support efforts to add more nuclear power generation methods to the overall mix. However, please don't tout that alone to floccinaucinihilipilificate their valid concerns!&lt;/p&gt; Originally blogged by me at http://randzoom.posterous.com/added-my-comments-to-thehindu-on-drapjs-op-ed at RandZoom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-1360887069959511394?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/1360887069959511394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=1360887069959511394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1360887069959511394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1360887069959511394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/added-my-comments-to-thehindu-on-drapj_8185.html' title='Added my comments to @The_Hindu on Dr.APJ&amp;#39;s Op-Ed on Kudankulam Nuclear Project crisis'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2369937079056090991</id><published>2011-11-06T18:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T18:42:10.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sivakasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wall Street Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firecrackers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil Nadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diwali'/><title type='text'>Why would @WSJ / @IndiaRealTime presume Sivakasi to be in China?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_autopost"&gt;&lt;div class="p_embed p_image_embed"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getfile6.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-11-06/dHnItormGeEimhJAmFqBAJnFIGdJzGjbnzlEvHebGwDoEFdnyBDDtbEeEeJu/sivakasi.PNG.scaled1000.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sivakasi" height="253" src="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-11-06/dHnItormGeEimhJAmFqBAJnFIGdJzGjbnzlEvHebGwDoEFdnyBDDtbEeEeJu/sivakasi.PNG.scaled500.png" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Freudian slip? That is what I initially thought, when &lt;i&gt;The Wall Street Journal'&lt;/i&gt;s slideshow on &lt;b&gt;Diwali &lt;/b&gt;had packs of firecrackers from &lt;b&gt;Sivakasi &lt;/b&gt;displayed with a caption that said those crackers were from China. Which is what made me think: What makes @WSJ and @IndiaRealTime to think Sivakasi, a southern town of the State of Tamil Nadu in India, renowned for its firecracker and matchsticks industry, somehow belong to China?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All that glitters need not be gold, the same way as all that bursts and crackles need not be from China! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here is Sivakasi in Wikipedia: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sivakasi"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sivakasi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Picture Courtesy: The Wall Street Journal (slideshow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Originally blogged by me at &lt;a href="http://randzoom.posterous.com/why-would-wsj-indiarealtime-presume-sivakasi"&gt;http://randzoom.posterous.com/why-would-wsj-indiarealtime-presume-sivakasi&lt;/a&gt; at RandZoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2369937079056090991?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2369937079056090991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2369937079056090991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2369937079056090991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2369937079056090991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-would-wsj-indiarealtime-presume.html' title='Why would @WSJ / @IndiaRealTime presume Sivakasi to be in China?'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-1331348247025455290</id><published>2011-11-05T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T17:56:02.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIME Sensationalism Cover'/><title type='text'>Just got latest @TIME issue.Replace "America" w/ any other country.Equally true situation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_autopost"&gt;&lt;div class="p_embed p_image_embed"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/eJpgIexkuJksmuapkaIIFHrCEbdqbGsujCuyiddjbvwrtwatlwzADigdmsjp/p316.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="P316" height="566" src="http://getfile9.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/eJpgIexkuJksmuapkaIIFHrCEbdqbGsujCuyiddjbvwrtwatlwzADigdmsjp/p316.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not just America, but, any other country in the planet is equally undergoing turmoil, including BRIC. True America has problems, but, does media need to be this negative and sensational in framing headlines and cover-page, in discomfiting a fearful public all the more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Originally blogged by me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://randzoom.posterous.com/just-got-latest-time-issuereplace-america-w-a" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;http://randzoom.posterous.com/just-got-latest-time-issuereplace-america-w-a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; at RandZoom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-1331348247025455290?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/1331348247025455290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=1331348247025455290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1331348247025455290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1331348247025455290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-got-latest-time-issuereplace-w-any.html' title='Just got latest @TIME issue.Replace &amp;quot;America&amp;quot; w/ any other country.Equally true situation.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-3453077097185361281</id><published>2011-11-04T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T17:59:07.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friday Fortune Cookie that is right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_autopost"&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/Sw57p/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p_embed p_image_embed"&gt;&lt;a href="http://instagr.am/p/Sw57p/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/AcqtbGdeFCainFHnbbbFJussmFkJwjpDEpezkDtwDoqsiGFHtjBivIaCGGIe/media_httpdistilleryi_AIdme.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Media_httpdistilleryi_aidme" height="500" src="http://getfile5.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/AcqtbGdeFCainFHnbbbFJussmFkJwjpDEpezkDtwDoqsiGFHtjBivIaCGGIe/media_httpdistilleryi_AIdme.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Taken at Curry Curry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Originally blogged by me at &lt;a href="http://randzoom.posterous.com/a-friday-fortune-cookie-that-is-right"&gt;http://randzoom.posterous.com/a-friday-fortune-cookie-that-is-right&lt;/a&gt; at RandZoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-3453077097185361281?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/3453077097185361281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=3453077097185361281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3453077097185361281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3453077097185361281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-fortune-cookie-that-is-right.html' title='A Friday Fortune Cookie that is right!'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2723796846460969440</id><published>2011-11-03T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:31:05.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmel Garden School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Cemetery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coimbatore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Souls&apos; Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gregorian Chant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sungam'/><title type='text'>All Souls' Day--Remembering a Friend at Rest in Coimbatore from Atlanta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_autopost"&gt;&lt;div class="p_embed p_image_embed"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getfile0.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/nsxewrDbcnnEzJbHhhkcfuHzllqnFygqumjeBAGCGCHiFAxbbFmErtklpoCk/p201.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="P201" height="667" src="http://getfile9.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/randzoom/nsxewrDbcnnEzJbHhhkcfuHzllqnFygqumjeBAGCGCHiFAxbbFmErtklpoCk/p201.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It has been 15 years, since I was able to observe All Souls' Day in a cemetery, as I used to in India. Here in the USA it's all pretty sanitized and within the church, with lighting of the candles and reading of the names of the loved-ones, who are no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Naturally, I was lost in thoughts at the bilingual Mass at St. Thomas the Apostle in Smyrna, Georgia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am not sure how All Souls' Day is celebrated in India these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But, my memories around the Sungam Cemetery in Coimbatore are one filled with crowds, cleaned-up and white-washed cemeteries with crucifixes festooned with garlands, flowers and other decorations besides candles and perfume-sticks. Some may not have visited the cemeteries for aeons, only, to be lost as to where their loved-ones' resting place even existed. Ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Lots of people of all ages will be there. At 6 PM, the concelebrated High Mass by the Bishop of Coimbatore with his Vicar General and Diocesan priests will commence. Most of the time, it rains. I don't understand the connection, though :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I miss all of that, especially, notwithstanding the turbulent IInd Vatican Council's defenestration of Latin, the only last vestige of those glorious days is the "&lt;i&gt;Libera Me&lt;/i&gt;" song sung in Traditional Latin as a Gregorian Chant. The then Bishop of Coimbatore, Late Dr. M. Ambrose, had a uniquely cut-out voice to lead his congregation with this Latin Chant. Something very powerful about this song is that it will move anybody to tears, especially the portion where it goes "&lt;i&gt;judicare saeculum per ignem&lt;/i&gt;" and "&lt;i&gt;quando coeli movendi sunt et terra&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In India, we were never taught Latin and it is as alien as Greek! Thankfully, my Father knew a bit of Latin and so he used to sing it and I used to love him for singing this song only the Bishop, a few priests, and a few elders knew how to sing it in Latin by heart. Good old days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At least up until November 2nd, 1996, they used to sing this at the end of the mass in Coimbatore. Hope they continue these days as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In India, people aren't too sensitive about going to cemeteries. For me, it wasn't a big deal as my maternal grandmother was laid to rest there and this place was just a stone's-throwaway from my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Since 1st grade, I remember going to pray at my grandmom's cemetery all alone, besides the once-a-year ritual of November 2nd, when there will be lots of crowd. Abutting this cemetery is the Nirmala College for Women, where I remember girls' giggling and calling other girls to show a small boy walking all alone with a candle :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I never knew why that was a big deal. I had my own fears -- fears of snakes, but, not of souls at Sungam Cemetery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Whenever I go to Coimbatore, I make it a point to visit many of my relatives, friends, teachers, priests and nuns laid to rest, besides my maternal grandmother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Last time I was there, I spent some calm time before my classmate and friend, who died 21 years ago in a freakish choking accident at dinner-time, when we all were busy preparing for our 10th grade exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Had he been alive, I have no doubt, he would have been a Nobel Prize front-runner in Science. No, this is not Eulogy. People, who knew this prodigy would vouch for what am saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I remembered him today at Mass. This snap taken in April 2010, of his Cemetery in Sungam, Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, India, in a way, connects me to all those memories of 10,000 miles afar&amp;nbsp; and 15 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine; et lux perpetua luceat eis"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;RIP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Originally blogged by me at &lt;a href="http://randzoom.posterous.com/all-souls-day-remembering-a-friend-at-rest-in"&gt;http://randzoom.posterous.com/all-souls-day-remembering-a-friend-at-rest-in&lt;/a&gt; at RandZoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2723796846460969440?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2723796846460969440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2723796846460969440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2723796846460969440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2723796846460969440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-souls-day-remembering-friend-at_03.html' title='All Souls&amp;#39; Day--Remembering a Friend at Rest in Coimbatore from Atlanta!'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-890596223178706061</id><published>2011-10-24T00:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:37:54.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திசூடி ஔவையார் auvaiyaar auvaiyar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திச்சூடி'/><title type='text'>Maxim # 33: காப்பது விரதம் -- A Fast's objective is to save.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 33: &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;கா&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;ப்பது விரதம்&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;(kAA-p-puh-thu vi-ra-tham)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Translation: A Fast's objective is to save.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rumination:&lt;/b&gt;  "காப்பது" means &lt;i&gt;"that which has to be saved&lt;/i&gt;" and "விரதம்" is "&lt;i&gt;fasting&lt;/i&gt;." Basically, Auvaiyaar explains &lt;i&gt;fasting &lt;/i&gt;by stipulating its objective to be one of &lt;i&gt;safeguarding &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;saving. &lt;/i&gt;Traditional litterateurs have interpreted this to suggest that Auvaiyaar prefers abstention or vegetarianism. While, that may be the case, I take the liberty to ruminate differently. The word "காப்பது" itself can be split as "காப்பு" (protection) + "அது" (that is) -- meaning,&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;the objective of any fasting should be one of safeguarding or protecting one's own impulses&lt;/i&gt;. That &lt;i&gt;protection &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;shackles &lt;/i&gt;thereof &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;fasting, per Auvaiyaar. This musing to me is personally more fulfilling than the traditional translations. When one attempts to "&lt;i&gt;save&lt;/i&gt;" animals from slaughter by refraining to eat meat, that is fasting. Say, if one "&lt;i&gt;safeguards&lt;/i&gt;" from one's own anger and controls the proclivity to slander or gossip by adopting a &lt;i&gt;"silent fasting&lt;/i&gt;," the focus is turned to the &lt;i&gt;objective&lt;/i&gt; than the &lt;i&gt;object &lt;/i&gt;of the fasting itself. In other words, safeguarding or saving animals,&amp;nbsp; refraining from vices, impulses and other proclivities, must be the objective of any fasting to attain temperance, moderation, and self-control. It is not about whether one refrained from eating meat, but, whether one had the objective of &lt;i&gt;saving &lt;/i&gt;something for the fast to attain a higher goal, that transcends the noble act of fasting itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues." -- &lt;b&gt;Joseph Hall.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-890596223178706061?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/890596223178706061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=890596223178706061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/890596223178706061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/890596223178706061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/10/33-kaa-p-puh-thu-vi-ra-tham-translation.html' title='Maxim # 33: காப்பது விரதம் -- A Fast&apos;s objective is to save.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Ennisbrook Dr SE, Smyrna, GA 30082, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>33.8725025 -84.5513988</georss:point><georss:box>7.524888500000003 -124.9810863 60.2201165 -44.1217113</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2420530105518782754</id><published>2011-10-10T03:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T03:19:43.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>World Mental Health Day - October 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today, October 10th, is &lt;i&gt;World Mental Health Day&lt;/i&gt; as per World Health Organization (WHO) of the United Nations (UN). Whatever I genuinely felt at the outset on this day, I have redacted here in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/mQOJ70"&gt;Orange Wall Peace Project&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;blog, which is a yeoman initiative to foster sustainable peace amidst strife and struggle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My piece is titled: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;World Mental Health Day -- Bane of Parental Child Abductions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/mQOJ70"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://bit.ly/mQOJ70&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2420530105518782754?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2420530105518782754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2420530105518782754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2420530105518782754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2420530105518782754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/10/world-mental-health-day-october-10th.html' title='World Mental Health Day - October 10th'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-2272143156410524311</id><published>2011-07-04T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:58:10.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='புறநானூறு purananuru purananooru Subramanya Bharathi சுப்பிரமணிய பாரதி சேரமான் கணைக்கால் இரும்பொறை'/><title type='text'>An Ancient Chera King's Incarceration - 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I did not get to read Oscar Wilde's "&lt;i&gt;De Profundis&lt;/i&gt;" until late in life. It is a poignant rumination of the abject humiliation and suffering of a human-being under (wrongful) incarceration. On 4th of July, when we in America celebrate the Independence Day for the liberties we have inherited, it may be paradoxical to ruminate about life behind incarceration of a defeated, humiliated Tamil Chera King of the Sangam Age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In High School, our Tamil teacher taught the Sangam-era poem from &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Purananuru &lt;/i&gt;(புறநானூறு), wherein the Chera King &lt;i&gt;Cheramaan Kanaikkaal Irumborai &lt;/i&gt;(சேரமான் கணைக்கால் இரும்பொறை) is defeated by the Chozha King &lt;i&gt;Chozhan Senganaan &lt;/i&gt;(சோழன் செங்கணான்) and kept under incarceration at the &lt;i&gt;Kudavaasal &lt;/i&gt;(குடவாசல்) &lt;i&gt;Prison &lt;/i&gt;in &lt;i&gt;Thiruvarur District.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At  the prison, the Chera King feels thirsty and asks for water. The  prison-guard at sentry not only ignores him, but humiliates him with his  indifference. This abject humiliation makes the Chera King turn down  his own earlier request for a glass of water. He sings his own eulogy  and in essence takes his own life on his own terms at his own time,  thereby denying even that opportunity to his opponent to further  humiliate him in prison. Here is that song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;குழவி இறப்பினும், ஊன்தடி பிறப்பினும்,&lt;br /&gt;ஆள் அன்று என்று வாளின் தப்பார்&lt;br /&gt;தொடர்ப்படு ஞமலியின் இடர்ப்படுத்து இரீஇய&lt;br /&gt;கேளல் கேளிர் வேளாண் சிறுபதம்,&lt;br /&gt;மதுகை இன்றி, வயிற்றுத் தீத் தணியத்,&lt;br /&gt;தாம் இரந்து உண்ணும் அளவை&lt;br /&gt;ஈன்ம ரோ, இவ் உலகத் தானே?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While  many litterateurs tout this song for the bravery exhibited in the  battlefields of the ancient Tamils, I personally feel that this is a  wonderful, moving poem of an individual craving for justice against  personal humiliation within the darkest recesses of a prison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Every  time I come across flippancy and a cavalier attitude meted out to an  individual in violation of his or her human dignity, this song  automatically comes to my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Insouciance,  humiliation, and abusive behavior need not be exhibited by the  sentry-guard alone as embodied in this poem. It could be perpetrated by  the very forces that are supposed to protect and foster individual  liberty, besides upholding rule-of-law.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When  we read in newspapers about negligent engineers, errant judges,  scheming lawyers, corrupt cops, devious doctors, etc., we are often  reminded of the old Latin adage: &lt;i&gt;corruptio optimi pessima. &lt;/i&gt;Corruption of the best has the worst consequences. That theme is brought to the fore wonderfully by National Poet Subramanya Bharathi (சுப்பிரமணிய பாரதி) in these lines:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="st"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;b&gt;படித்தவன் சூதும் வாதும் பண்ணினால்&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt; போவான் போவான்! ஐயோவென்று போவான்!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7iejRJM4aMY/ThJxNUCAtmI/AAAAAAAAF_w/qqGIYQbRp3o/s1600/DSC05059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7iejRJM4aMY/ThJxNUCAtmI/AAAAAAAAF_w/qqGIYQbRp3o/s320/DSC05059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only the Chera King had access to what I have here: A precious bottle of water! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-2272143156410524311?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/2272143156410524311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=2272143156410524311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2272143156410524311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/2272143156410524311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/07/ancient-chera-kings-incarceration-4th.html' title='An Ancient Chera King&apos;s Incarceration - 4th of July'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7iejRJM4aMY/ThJxNUCAtmI/AAAAAAAAF_w/qqGIYQbRp3o/s72-c/DSC05059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Smyrna, GA 30082, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>33.8598323 -84.53794549999998</georss:point><georss:box>33.8152118 -84.58724799999997 33.9044528 -84.48864299999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-5569409445517398335</id><published>2011-06-30T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:25:41.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திசூடி ஔவையார் auvaiyaar auvaiyar'/><title type='text'>I will continue to blog on Aathichoodi (ஆத்திச்சூடி)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Many friends ask why I stopped blogging on ஆத்திச்சூடி (Aathichoodi). It is time I admit the true reason. I regularly blogged until "&lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-32-refrain-from-harsh-words.html"&gt;கடிவது மற&lt;/a&gt;" and then stopped it. Because, the next maxim was "காப்பது விரதம்". It is about Veganism and refrain from eating non-vegetarian dishes, as a mark of love and respect to animals. Tamil literature is replete with hortatory edicts regarding "புலால் உண்ணாமை" (veganism). Although I am not a pure vegetarian and I do have a proclivity towards it, the truth is I do like some non-vegetarian dishes too. I do savor my liking for chicken, lamb, and fish. Therefore, it will be sheer hypocrisy for me to ruminate on a maxim that I hardly cannot keep up with. It does not matter, how well I can try to follow what is being preached in the other maxims, but, how can I ruminate on this maxim, when I am already far from what is being preached? Yet, I think, I am now at a point to move forward. It is a learning exercise anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As in Latin, they say, "&lt;i&gt;Discere docendo." &lt;/i&gt;To learn is to teach. I learn more about Aathichoodi, when I blog. So, will I do hereafter, notwithstanding the fact that I am &lt;u&gt;not &lt;/u&gt;a pure vegetarian :-).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thank you for all your private emails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-5569409445517398335?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/5569409445517398335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=5569409445517398335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/5569409445517398335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/5569409445517398335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-continue-to-blog-on-aathichoodi.html' title='I will continue to blog on Aathichoodi (ஆத்திச்சூடி)'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Atlanta, GA 30339, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>33.8788145 -84.46451839999997</georss:point><georss:box>33.833133999999994 -84.50142289999998 33.924495 -84.42761389999997</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-4606810292904381931</id><published>2011-06-26T10:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:20:51.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone Tamil Auvaiyaar Auvaiyar Aathichoodi Aathichodi ஔவையார் ஆத்திச்சூடி iPhone Tamil Apps'/><title type='text'>An iPhone App for Aathichoodi (ஆத்திச்சூடி)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A friend of mine -- Mr. G Devarajan -- introduced via Internet, is doing yeoman service with iPhone Apps and Podcasts dedicated to children. When he approached me to translate Sangam Poetess Auvaiyar's (ஔவையார்) child-literature of "Aathichoodi" (ஆத்திச்சூடி), I readily agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say this App has been on my iPhone for sometime now. I enthusiastically recommend the same for the Tamil Diaspora. Here it is on&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/aathichodi/id360404480?mt=8#"&gt; Apple iTunes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and wish Mr. Devarajan will consider extending the meanings to other works of Auvaiyaar like நல்வழி, மூதுரை, etc., which currently do not have meanings. If approached, I will certainly start to translate/workout the meanings for them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, the indelible effects of these child-literary works on me are profound. யாம் பெற்ற இன்பம், பெருக இவ்வையகம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-4606810292904381931?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/4606810292904381931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=4606810292904381931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/4606810292904381931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/4606810292904381931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/06/iphone-app-for-aathichoodi.html' title='An iPhone App for Aathichoodi (ஆத்திச்சூடி)'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-8649942562987228544</id><published>2011-06-25T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:21:09.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth Perjury Courts Law Spirituality Enlightenment Truth'/><title type='text'>Liars, Lies, and Perjury - Sivavaakiyar's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;These days, rationalists and the hoi-polloi, view certain institutions and edifices with deep distrust. Religion and Law comes to my mind immediately. In of itself, neither religion nor law is bad, but, one notices the intense repulsiveness and skepticism that is palpable when conversations turn towards these touchy topics because of the modern-day scandals, lies, and perjuries that tend to overshadow them. After all, people like Gandhi, Tolstoy, and Tagore were all Thinkers with deep religious convictions aimed towards their endless search towards Eternal Truth. Their punctilio lay in truth and Truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, what is wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Personally, I think, when a person is willfully perjuring, lying, and fooling before the rightful representatives of the society as in a court of law or before the sacred courts of human conscience, then such a person is not only endangering his or her own self, but, thoroughly demolishes the fundamental edifices of social-order.&amp;nbsp; Regardless of the individual stature or the games played by such charlatans -- be it before the courts of law or public-opinion -- such institutions that act on behalf of the last, average citizen, who has no clout, power, or money to stand against the thraldom of lies, should in and on his behalf act to eschew perjury at all costs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Every single lie of perjury has a profound consequence that affects some other individuals, families, or societies in inexplicable ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;That's what I ruminated when I came across this wonderful song by an ancient Tamil Sithhar Sivavaakiyar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What is amazing about this song is its rhythmic pattern ("சந்தம்") and its intense language constructs chastising false-prophets, pranksters, charlatans and lying hypocrites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Those, who care for truth and Truth will love this ancient poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;ஞானிஞானி யென்றுரைத்த நாய்கள் கோடிகோடியே&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; வானிலாத மழைநாளென்ற வாதிகோடி கோடியே&lt;br /&gt;தானிலான சாகரத்தின் தன்மைகாணா மூடர்கள்&lt;br /&gt;மூனிலாமற் கோடிகோடி முன்னறிந்த தென்பரே&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Interpretation&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Many were those dogs that anointed themselves as Enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;Many were those charlatans that promised rainy downpours on cloudless days. &lt;br /&gt;Those ignorant that never experienced the endless oceans of Wisdom too were many, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;who with shameless indolence claimed they knew the Truth&lt;i&gt; even before It existed&lt;/i&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Not only is this song so intense for its choice of words, but, it has a wonderful dose of sarcasm and wry humor throughout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In retrospect I wish I had a formal training in Tamil language. Or at least, had the opportunity to learn it as a First Language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yet, thanks to all my Tamil teachers at School, paramount amongst them being my Mom &amp;amp; Dad, who taught me in the greatest of all schools: &lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-8649942562987228544?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/8649942562987228544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=8649942562987228544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/8649942562987228544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/8649942562987228544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/06/liars-lies-and-perjury-sivavaakiyars.html' title='Liars, Lies, and Perjury - Sivavaakiyar&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-6507870761001312411</id><published>2011-06-24T23:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:08:01.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='கம்பராமாயணம் வழக்கு வழக்குரைஞர் Indian Corporate Law firms'/><title type='text'>For the Litigious, a Kamban's Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Like many, I am a big fan of Kavichakravarthi ("Emperor of Poems") Kamban's Ramayanam. A rich language, Tamil, under the hands of Kamban is an assured feast for anybody, anywhere, anytime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As the Indian Economy grows at a healthy pace, social turmoil grows as well. Wealth and so does greed grows. An overburdened judiciary is further burdened with numerous lawsuits, some genuine, most frivolous by the litigious-minded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Recently, I came across the news of the Head of a leading corporate law-firm in India being ordered &lt;a href="http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/2011-04-18/delhi/29443080_1_crime-branch-extortion-bid-probe-allegations"&gt;to be investigated for criminal extortion&lt;/a&gt; by a Delhi Court. One of the main plaints was that he was engaging in "proxy-litigation" to force a builder to kowtow to his demands that includes making huge payments as settlement. As &lt;i&gt;quid pro quo&lt;/i&gt;, this Head offered the carrot of withdrawing the cases he foisted against the builder. This builder, though, immediately preferred a plaint &amp;nbsp;and the matter is now &lt;i&gt;sub judice&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Every society had to undergo a "churning" as it grows from an agrarian based economy to a modern Industrial economy. Honorable Justice Markandey Katju of the Supreme Court of India used to harp on this theme repeatedly. As a result, some of these entities may indulge in frivolous lawsuits that make them feel in control, while intimidating and crushing the liberties of the individuals and organizations they go after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is where a poetic verse from Kamba Ramayanam, caught my attention. It is a very simple, yet, profound verse that Law Schools in India can probably teach their future Corporate Lawyers, who seem to hardly acknowledge the actual "roots" of the ancient Indian society, its ethos and charism. Unfortunately, these thoughts are often considered to be &lt;i&gt;passé&lt;/i&gt; and are side-stepped in an unfettered quest for hegemony using the noble tools of litigious power, accented only by the greed of Rupees, Dollars, and Euros earned. Talk to them, they will say, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Are-Like-That-Only-Understanding/dp/067099944X"&gt;we are like that only&lt;/a&gt;!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;யாரொடும்பகை கொள்ளலன் என்றபின்&lt;br /&gt;போரொடுங்கும் புகழொடுங் காது&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This verse from Kamban exhorts, "When you desist from enmity against anybody ('யாரொடும்பகை கொள்ளலன்'), it stanches conflict, not your fame ('போரொடுங்கும் புகழொடுங் காது')."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In other words, a little humility and shedding bellicose attitudes will go a long way to enhance the prestige and image of even litigious-minded people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ultimately, it's not how many buildings that were bulldozed to ground that counts, rather, how many bridges that were built.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Victory and Pyrrhic Victory are entirely two different things. And so is War and War of Attrition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Kamban could not have said it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-6507870761001312411?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/6507870761001312411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=6507870761001312411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/6507870761001312411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/6507870761001312411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/06/for-litigious-kambans-perspective.html' title='For the Litigious, a Kamban&apos;s Perspective'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-3150531410654548109</id><published>2011-02-20T19:30:00.159-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:52:16.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Church, St. Paul and Thirumular (திருமூலர்)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The exchange of &lt;i&gt;Namaste &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;Vanakkam &lt;/i&gt;(வணக்கம்) in Indian culture, first and foremost, acknowledges the human-dignity and divinity that is impregnated within every human-being one runs into. Naturally, one says &lt;i&gt;Namaste &lt;/i&gt;with folded arms, an act that befits worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today, a Hindu Saint occupied my mind, when St. Paul's Epistle was read at Church.&amp;nbsp;The 1st verse from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ewtn.com/vbible/search.asp?abbr=_1Cor&amp;amp;ch=3&amp;amp;bv1=16&amp;amp;ev1=16"&gt;1 Cor 3:16&lt;/a&gt;: ("Do you not know that&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;you are God's temple&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and that God's Spirit dwells in you?"), literally brought &amp;nbsp;this Tamil, Hindu, Shaivite Saint -- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tirumular"&gt;Thirumular&lt;/a&gt; -- into my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thirumular's &lt;i&gt;magnum opus&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is "Thirumanthiram" (திருமந்திரம்), which comprises 3,000 verses. Although a Hindu mystic, his works can appeal to anybody - believers and non-believers alike. This is the verse that brought him into my thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;படமாடக் கோயில் பகவற்கு ஒன்று ஈயில்&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;நடமாடும் கோயில் நம்பர்க்கு&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;அஃது&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;ஆகா&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;நடமாடும் கோயில் நம்பர்க்கு ஒன்று ஈயில்&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;படமாடக் கோயில் பகவற்கு அஃது ஆமே&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pronunciation&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;padamAAdak kOyil pagavaRkku onRu EEyil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nadamAAdum kOyil nambarkku aGdhu AAgAA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nadamAAdum kOyil nambarkku onRu EEyil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;padamAAdak kOyil pagavaRkku aGdhu AAmAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My own translation&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;which may not be perfect &lt;/i&gt;:-)):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charity done to a God housed in a Temple,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does nothing to the ordinary person, who is an ambulatory temple of God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If, charity is done to that ordinary person, who is a temple of God,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That equates to extending it to the God housed in the Temple&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The core-point is "நடமாடும் கோயில்"&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- &lt;/b&gt;ambulatory temple -- which connotes the person. Precisely, what St. Paul says too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I ran into this verse, when I was 12 years old. The beauty of the verse lies not just in the point being conveyed, but, in the aesthetics of rhyming words juxtaposed to each other, thereby moving the same words to slightly different positions communicates an entirely different meaning that is very profound. Besides, it makes it very easy to memorize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Needless to say, to internalize as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thirumanthiram &lt;/i&gt;is a cornucopia of mystical ideas that can challenge theists and atheists together. Besides, it helps me understand my own faith better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-3150531410654548109?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/3150531410654548109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=3150531410654548109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3150531410654548109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/3150531410654548109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-church-st-paul-and-thirumular.html' title='At Church, St. Paul and Thirumular (திருமூலர்)'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-1632237826892160644</id><published>2011-02-18T23:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:31:53.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It was not a good day. One of my friends lost 5 members of his family in a tragic car-accident in India, after they were on their way back home after completing &lt;i&gt;pujas&lt;/i&gt; (prayers) at the temple. The only solace is the miraculous escape of my friend's little daughter. If it is this painful, I can only empathize how it will be for the family. Some of what my Tamil teachers taught during school days at Carmel Garden, especially in நிலையாமை (Fleeting nature of life) and யாக்கை நிலையாமை (impermanency of bodily life) kept flashing through my mind in these three &lt;i&gt;Kurals&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நெருந லுளனொருவன் இன்றில்லை என்னும்&lt;br /&gt;பெருமை யுடைத்திவ் வுலகு&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (336)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நாளென ஒன்றுபோற் காட்டி உயிர்ஈரும்&lt;br /&gt;வாளது உணர்வார்ப் பெறின்.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (334)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;உறங்கு வதுபோலுஞ் சாக்காடு உறங்கி&lt;br /&gt;விழிப்பது போலும் பிறப்பு.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (339)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 2010, &lt;i&gt;The New York Times &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/08/world/asia/08iht-roads.html"&gt;carried a full-fledged article on increasing road-accidents in India&lt;/a&gt;. Just a fortnight ago, we received news that one of our friends' brother was lost to a tragic car-accident, at the outskirts of Coimbatore. Hope the insouciant powers-that-be work towards safety on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, the Tamil Nadu State Road Transport Corporations can display these &lt;i&gt;Kurals &lt;/i&gt;inside their buses instead of the other quotidian &lt;i&gt;Kurals&lt;/i&gt; on display. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers and thoughts are with my friend and his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-1632237826892160644?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/1632237826892160644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=1632237826892160644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1632237826892160644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/1632237826892160644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-friend.html' title='For a Friend...'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-6157890207285017703</id><published>2011-01-29T01:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T01:06:38.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Supreme Court Bench's Exhortations That Reminded Me of a புறநானூறு song</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, the Supreme Court Justice Markandey Katju had exhorted lawyers to advice litigants about mediation and negotiation as pathways to resolving disputes instead of protracted litigation. He even cited Mahatma Gandhi&amp;#39;s musings from his autobiography &amp;quot;My Experiments with Truth&amp;quot;. While the learned Judge&amp;#39;s hortatory obiter is laudable and definitely worthy of consideration, I am ambivalent on this sensitive topic. Nonetheless, I was strongly reminded of the Sangam Poem in புறநானூறு and will blog about it tomorrow. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-6157890207285017703?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/6157890207285017703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=6157890207285017703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/6157890207285017703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/6157890207285017703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/01/supreme-court-benchs-exhortations-that.html' title='Supreme Court Bench&apos;s Exhortations That Reminded Me of a புறநானூறு song'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-560923477514066345</id><published>2011-01-27T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:39:25.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding Fuel to the Fire</title><content type='html'>Saw this: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/gb7xU8"&gt;http://bit.ly/gb7xU8&lt;/a&gt; and began to ruminate a &lt;i&gt;Thirukkural &lt;/i&gt;(திருக்குறள்.) India&amp;#39;s Judicial backlog of over 30-Million cases is an eyesore within and outside Indian legal-circles. When new laws are framed without proper safeguards to protect innocents, more fuel is added to the inferno of legal pileups. Even Thiruvalluvar had in his Kural stated, &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;குணம் நாடி, குற்றமும் நாடி..&lt;/i&gt;&amp;quot; whereby he underscored the need to investigate benevolent and malevolent acts to prescribe the cure. When laws are framed to overlook the &amp;quot;offense&amp;quot;, more offenses are perpetrated. And perjuring before a court of law with false accusations is the supreme offense. Until India handles this malaise as is in the Western Democracies, more innocents will be punished, more cases will pileup, more people will be alienated with never-ending case time-line. Justice will hardly be served. Vigilante-Justice (கட்டப் பஞ்சாயத்து) will take over. It already has. Look at the rising criminal statistics in India.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-560923477514066345?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/560923477514066345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=560923477514066345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/560923477514066345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/560923477514066345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2011/01/adding-fuel-to-fire.html' title='Adding Fuel to the Fire'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-5624666289932279780</id><published>2010-01-08T22:03:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:35:52.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='புறநானூறு கணியன் பூங்குன்றனார் Tamil purananuru purananooru'/><title type='text'>A Poem That Came to Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, I witnessed an instance of riding a high horse. That rekindled a verse from this 2,000-year old Tamil poem from "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purananuru&lt;/span&gt;" (புறநானூறு) -- especially the concluding lines.  Professor George Hart and Hank Heifetz's wonderful translation of Poet Kaniyan Poongunranar's (கணியன் பூங்குன்றனார்) was available in the net over &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=cI3osJ5Pz8MC&amp;amp;lpg=PP1&amp;amp;dq=purananuru&amp;amp;pg=PR14#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the starting lines are very famous amongst Tamils -- "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every city is your city; Everyone is your kin&lt;/span&gt;" (யாதும் ஊரே ; யாவரும் கேளிர்), it's a mystery to me as to why the final lines aren't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's neatly translated as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and so we are not amazed at those who are great and even less do we despise the weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" Try translating that from&lt;/span&gt; "ஆகலின், மாட்சியின் பெரியோரை வியத்தலும் இலமே; சிறியோரை இகழ்தல் அதனினும் இலமே".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I bought this tome from India (Penguin India) a few years ago. And am still amazed how such a work could have even be attempted by non-native Tamil researchers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-5624666289932279780?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/5624666289932279780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=5624666289932279780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/5624666289932279780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/5624666289932279780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2010/01/poem-that-came-to-mind.html' title='A Poem That Came to Mind'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110921589887800815</id><published>2005-02-23T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:31:38.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 32: கடிவது மற -- Refrain from harsh words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 32: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;க&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;டிவது மற&lt;/span&gt; (ka-di-va-thu ma-Ra)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation: Refrain from harsh words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumination:&lt;/strong&gt; "கடிவது" means "using harsh words and "மற" means "forget." So this maxim exhorts one to refrain from using harsh words. Auvaiyar's exhortation to "forget" underscores the pragmatism behind this habit which has crept into our everyday lives. We feel momentarily powerful when we substitute dysphemism for euphemism. However, harsh words always leave an indelible scar on us, our relationships, and our opponents. Very often we realize much later in life that we could have exercised restraint. Using harsh words proves the vulnerability within us. The fear within us and our impotence often explodes as harsh words on others. Refraining from harsh words will be a big favor not to others, but to us primarily. We all have that as our weapon to wreak a surprise attack on basically anybody and it is this propensity that Auvaiyar wants to ablate once and for all. It is difficult, but then it can be an exercise worth considering. We must not forget to forget using harsh words and that is an uphill task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes:&lt;/strong&gt; " Try in thine own experience, each; that ye speak not for one whole day unkindly of any; that ye say not a harsh word to any, about any; and see what [such] a day would bring to you…" -- &lt;strong&gt;Edgar Cayce Reading.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110921589887800815?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110921589887800815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110921589887800815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110921589887800815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110921589887800815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-32-refrain-from-harsh-words.html' title='Maxim # 32: கடிவது மற -- Refrain from harsh words.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110860826949437335</id><published>2005-02-16T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:46:20.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 31: அனந்த லாடேல் -- Never indulge in sloth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 31: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;அ&lt;/span&gt;னந்த லாடேல் (an-uhn-dhal AA-dEl)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never indulge in sloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumination:&lt;/strong&gt; "அனந்தல்" means "sleep" and "ஆடேல்" means "never indulge." So this maxim means that one must never indulge in oversleeping or slothfulness. Our bodies need rest, certainly not slothfulness. It is funny to run into people whose only goal is to secure a sinecure for their career. Once smitten by this bug of sloth, a person's productivity plummets down so rapidly that it will be very difficult to restore it back. There are families, which have been torn apart because of one of the partners indulging in excessive sloth. It is a kind of latent addiction too. Rust formed on iron, if unremoved will ultimately eat into it completely. One has to consistently look in retrospection over one's life to see if sloth has crept into the inner annals. Procrastination is the harbinger of the setting in of slothfulness. Therefore, the only way to cut back on sloth is to sense and nix procrastination from all spheres of one's activities. Attempts must be made to keep one's mind healthy with more activities, if one finds extra time to spare each day. Research has proven that those who are consistently challenging themselves with mental exercises during and well beyond mid-age slash down the risks of being afflicted with Alzheimer's Disease or dementia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;65-8 B.C., Ancient Greek Poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Thou seest how sloth wastes the sluggish body, as water is corrupted, until it moves." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ovid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;43-17 B.C., Ancient Roman Poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110860826949437335?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110860826949437335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110860826949437335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110860826949437335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110860826949437335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-31-never-indulge-in-sloth.html' title='Maxim # 31: அனந்த லாடேல் -- Never indulge in sloth.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110842857746157505</id><published>2005-02-14T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:09:58.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 30: அறனை மறவேல் -- Never forget virtue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 30: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;அ&lt;/span&gt;றனை மறவேல் (aRa-nai ma-Ra-vEl)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never forget virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumination:&lt;/strong&gt; "அறன்" means "virtue" and "மறவேல்" means "never forget." So it is "never forget virtue." In the very &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005_01_14_rexarul_archive.html"&gt;first maxim &lt;/a&gt;we were exhorted to "desire to perform virtue." Now it is time to be reminded of not having to forget the virtue earned. In a generic sense, virtue is an exemplification of attaining perfection in almost any sphere by a person. Virtue can be intellectual, moral, religious, human, cultural so on and so forth. To many attainment of virtue is a destination, its growth gets stunted. It is never as a life-long journey. Aphasia then sets in and the person is no more able to even focus on the virtue he wants to attain. Opposite of virtue is the vice. Though it may give temporary respite, it has the power to prevail over virtue. How many of us have seen otherwise good people having been addicted to pornography, lewd and lascivious lust of sexual addiction, alcohol, drugs, gambling etc? Any amount of flame can be extinguished by water, thanks to its innate nature. Similar is vice, capable of always prevailing over virtue. That is the reason, one has to always be mindful of attaining virtues. A person focused on virtues cannot be distracted by vices. Hinduism asserts virtue to be the fundamental constituent of the Law of Dharma. Many other religions do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes:&lt;/strong&gt; "Just as treasures are uncovered from the earth, so virtue appears from good deeds, and wisdom appears from a pure and peaceful mind. To walk safely through the maze of human life, one needs the light of wisdom and the guidance of virtue." -- &lt;strong&gt;Lord Buddha&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;563 -483 B.C&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110842857746157505?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110842857746157505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110842857746157505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110842857746157505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110842857746157505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-30-never-forget-virtue.html' title='Maxim # 30: அறனை மறவேல் -- Never forget virtue.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110817019809308502</id><published>2005-02-11T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T20:16:32.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 29: இளமையில் கல் -- Learn at a younger age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 29&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ளமையில் கல் (ila-mai-yil kal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Learn at a younger age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This only makes sense, isn't it? "இளமையில்" means "at a younger age" and "கல்"  is a double entendre that means "learn" in this context. "கல்" must not be  interpreted to its other well-known meaning of "stone." So, better interpret it  as "learn at a younger age" to something as ridiculous as "suffer from kidney  stones at a younger age." I inquired my friend at work about how his two-year  old kid was faring. He was at Cloud Nine to recall how alacritous the toddler is  picking up Russian and English alphabets, numerals, etc. He also drew my  attention to research studies that suggest that children's brain is distinctly  different in composition and activity to that of the elders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Learning at a younger age is  indispensable as studies show that the overall personality of a human-being is  almost well established by the age of 5. Kids need interaction to learn at such  a tender age. In the recent times, parents have cutback their interactions with  kids due to invasion of TV into their bed-rooms, where TV performs the function  of a baby-sitter to young kids. As the saying goes, "make hay while the sun  shines," a kid has to be inculcated with positive attitude towards learning so  that apart from co-curricular and extra-curricular activities, the kid can start  learning from its own failings, trials, falls, etc. Rather than pandering to  rear a mammothrept it would behoove well to rear a self-made person out of that  kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. It is sad to go to pieces like this but we all have to do it." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Twain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110817019809308502?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110817019809308502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110817019809308502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110817019809308502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110817019809308502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-29-learn-at-younger-age.html' title='Maxim # 29: இளமையில் கல் -- Learn at a younger age.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110791979008223521</id><published>2005-02-10T05:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:55:29.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 28: அழகலா தன செயேல் -- Never perform unproductive tasks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 28&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;அ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ழகலா தன செயேல் (azha-gu alAA-dha-na se-yEl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never perform acts that aren't beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never perform unproductive tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt;In this maxim, "அழகு" means "beauty" and "அலாதன" means "that which is not" and "செயேல்" means "never do." Therefore, it literally means, "never perform acts that aren't beautiful." "Beauty" in this maxim is an allegory to imply productivity of a task. Duality of nature, people, incidents etc. always surprise me. Even a flame needs its counterpart in darkness to reveal its own beauty. Only in the midst of the ugly, one gets to appreciate beauty. So, there is no point in exhorting anybody to just do "beautiful acts." Rather, how about, "do not do things that are not beautiful." Recently I came across a friend who had established a very successful&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;career that would have made octogenarians envy. Within 5 years after graduation, this person had ascended the pecking order all the way from that of an entry-level worker to that of a working-partner. Whenever I run into different personalities like these I get into this Socratesian mode to question &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is it that impels these persons to be so charged up?&lt;/span&gt;  A dumb observation would then be, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they were lucky. &lt;/span&gt;I honestly do not think so, as it only denigrates the success of the person. If it were to be luck, why aren't others lucky? I hear you say, well others weren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky &lt;/span&gt;enough to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky.&lt;/span&gt; Sorry, I am an existentialist when it comes to these questions. Auvaiyar's maxim attempts to answer this question. Sagacious people do not trade their energies on useless tasks. They have their priorities right and run towards their finishing lines with the finesse of an athlete. When a person expends his energies on negative tasks, it ultimately comes home to roost. Successful persons, then teach us that they were primarily successful not because they knew how to perform productive tasks, but more so in identifying,  deflecting and avoiding the unproductive tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"To travel ho&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labor." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1850-1894, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;(Oxford  Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110791979008223521?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110791979008223521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110791979008223521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110791979008223521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110791979008223521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-28-never-perform-unproductive.html' title='Maxim # 28: அழகலா தன செயேல் -- Never perform unproductive tasks.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110791958743777636</id><published>2005-02-09T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:20:26.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 27: வஞ்சகம் பேசேல் -- Refrain from malicious speech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 27&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;வ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ஞ்சகம்  பேசேல் (van-jug-am pE-sEl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Refrain from malicious speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; In this maxim, "வஞ்சகம்" means "malice" and "பேசேல்" means "never talk." Therefore a person must not indulge in malicious talk. This point has been repeatedly reinforced by our ancestors for ages. Malicious talk may have a few curious onlookers at the outset, but soon sets one's own house in fire. In the darkest abyss of one's spite, hatred, and ignominy the seed of malice germinates. It may start first as an insinuation, then on repetitious utterances gains notoriety as a credible notion and finally finishes the opponent of his rightful share to equality and freedom to reputation. It is interesting though, that a person who starts this game is ultimately caught into this thraldom because one cannot expect grapes from thorn-bushes. Anybody who speaks malice commits an act that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malum in se&lt;/span&gt; (evil in itself). Initially the person might feel happy that somebody else's house is under fire, but alas, those fires then engulf his own peace of mind to ultimately ruin his soul. As such Auvaiyar makes a strong case to refrain from malicious talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"And the tongue is a fire. For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and sea creature can be tamed and has been tamed by mankind, but no human being can tame the tongue -- a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless the Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who are made in the likeness of God. From the same mouth comes blessing and cursing. This ought not to be so." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James 3:6-10, The Holy Bible (RSV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110791958743777636?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110791958743777636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110791958743777636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110791958743777636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110791958743777636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-27-refrain-from-malicious-speech.html' title='Maxim # 27: வஞ்சகம் பேசேல் -- Refrain from malicious speech.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725730522746231</id><published>2005-02-08T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T18:53:08.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 26: இலவம் பஞ்சிற்றுயில் -- Sleep in silk-cotton mattresses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 26&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;லவம் பஞ்சிற்றுயில் (ila-vam pan-jil thu-yil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sleep in silk-cotton mattresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This maxim has to be split rightly in order to derive sense out of it: "இலவம் பஞ்சில்" means "silk cotton variety" and "துயில்" means "sleep." Auvaiyar is not a marketing person for silk-cotton variety. Rather, her exhortation has to do with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt; of sleep itself. Studies show that very many people suffer from health issues because of sleep related disorders. Modern society has even started to treat sleeping time as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unproductive&lt;/span&gt; time. Doctors suggest a minimum of 8 hours sleep each day for a human body to function properly. Preparations for competitive examinations, as well as parents' over ambitious nature are all undermining the essence of sleep in kids. The only way to stay invigorated each day and charged up to do the best at our work and studies then is to have a wonderful sleep each night, every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"My mind is not a bed to be made and re-made." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Agate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, 1877-1947, British drama critic and novelist.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;(Oxford  Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725730522746231?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725730522746231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725730522746231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725730522746231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725730522746231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-26-sleep-in-silk-cotton.html' title='Maxim # 26: இலவம் பஞ்சிற்றுயில் -- Sleep in silk-cotton mattresses.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725728237394312</id><published>2005-02-07T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T11:32:58.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 25: அரவ மாட்டேல் -- Never take risks for machoism.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 25: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;அ&lt;/span&gt;ரவ மாட்டேல்&lt;/span&gt; (ara-vum AA-tAyl) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation: Never take risks for machoism.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumination:&lt;/strong&gt; I just laughed over this, but, was also taken back by the deep Philosophical meaning imbedded behind it. "அரவம்" means "snake," and "ஆட்டேல்" means "never flaunt." Tamil movies are replete with scenes of an effeminate hero handling a serpent by accident, only to turn the whole audience respond with a raucous laughter. Children have a tendency to just handle any object that attracts their attention. Despite being admonished, they evince keen interest in precisely doing what they are told not to. They are inquisitive and such activities boosts their self-esteem, and ultimately aids in their maturity process. However, Auvaiyar doesn't despise any of that. Calculated risks are worth taking, but not all risks are worth taking. Why would somebody flaunt a snake? It is not an act of macho, but moribund. &lt;em&gt;Ipso facto&lt;/em&gt;, a snake never harms a human-being unless provoked. A sagacious act of transmogrifying an enemy into a friend is much better than provocation to war. Look no further than the Iraqi crisis for a case in point. We need snake-charmers not snake-flaunters lest we be bitten by those snakes! Auvaiyar's maxim must not be misinterpreted to shun taking risks, rather it has a subtle humor in it to demand prudence in all the risks one takes. Be prudent even as you take risks, can be another novel interpretation of this maxim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quotes&lt;/strong&gt;: "Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputation and social standing, never can bring about a reform. Those who are really in earnest must be willing to be anything or nothing in the world's estimation, and publicly and privately, in season and out, avow their sympathy with despised and persecuted ideas and their advocates, and bear the consequences." -- &lt;strong&gt;Susan B. Anthony&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725728237394312?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725728237394312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725728237394312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725728237394312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725728237394312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-25-never-take-risks-for-machoism.html' title='Maxim # 25: அரவ மாட்டேல் -- Never take risks for machoism.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725725318812745</id><published>2005-02-06T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T09:14:02.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 24: இயல்பலா தனசெயேல் -- Never perform deeds that are opposed to Natural Law.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 2&lt;/span&gt;4: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;யல்பலா தனசெயேல் (iyal-bu alAA-dha-na se-yEl) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never perform deeds that are opposed to Natural Law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This maxim reflects the zeitgeist of Auvaiyar's times. My respect for Hinduism is very profound for its celebration of nature. Our ancestors were people who adored and lived in accordance with nature. Naturally Auvaiyar stresses the need for one to not be an iconoclast to keep burying the very foundations of nature. True, all tradition need not be universal truth and every tradition craves for reformation, which always comes in the form of a revolution. Caste is one such evil that prevailed and still prevails for centuries. Even the Christian world, which had treated slavery to be natural for aeons, nixed it out of their annals as an effete, unnatural blemish degrading the dignity of mankind, in the modern times. This maxim has to be split as follows to make sense out of it: "இயல்பு" means "natural," "அலாதன," means "that which is apart," and "செயேல்" means "never do." Therefore, it is literally translated as "never do things that are against nature." Take the example of Leo Tolstoy who considered military might as inherently flawed against Natural Law. Or consider Bapu Mahatma Gandhi, who took to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satyagraha&lt;/span&gt; in order to protest the British laws that were inherently flawed and stacked against Natural Law. These are great men who challenged ordinary men and women to question their consciences whenever they had to subscribe to man-made law that was intrinsically opposed to natural law. However, these are days where vulgar activism makes a mockery of the very concept of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satyagraha, &lt;/span&gt;non-violence, and non-cooperation. It is against these tendencies that Auvaiyar gives this caution: never do activistic foofaraws just so you get publicity to elevate yourself to a celebrity status. In other words, don't be flamboyantly chimerical. Just be natural. I mean, your own natural self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"It is so far from being natural for a man and woman to live in a state of marriage, that we find all the motives which they have for remaining in that connection, and the restraints which civilized society imposes to prevent separation, are hardly sufficient to keep them together." -- &lt;strong&gt;James Boswell, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life of Samuel Johnson (1791), 31 March 1772. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;(Oxford Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725725318812745?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725725318812745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725725318812745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725725318812745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725725318812745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-24-never-perform-deeds-that-are.html' title='Maxim # 24: இயல்பலா தனசெயேல் -- Never perform deeds that are opposed to Natural Law.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725722620752159</id><published>2005-02-05T06:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T12:25:05.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 23: மண்பறித் துண்ணேல் -- You shall not covet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 2&lt;/span&gt;3: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ம&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ண்பறித் துண்ணேல் (mun-pa-Ri-thu un-nEl) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never extort others' lands to feed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You shall not covet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This maxim echoes the final of Ten Commandments -- You shall not covet. "மண்" means "land," "பறித்து," means "extort," and "உண்ணேல்" means "you shall never eat." Therefore, it is literally translated as "never extort others' lands to feed yourself." One need not be a &lt;em&gt;'Vasool Raaja'&lt;/em&gt; to covet and extort others. Covetousness then is buried deep in our day to day affairs, without us realizing it. The next time you have time to spare, please visit any Family Court to see how married spouses bitterly fight it out. Most of them fight not to save&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; but to lose (&lt;em&gt;This statement is deep in its Philosophical connotation that I leave it to your interpretation.&lt;/em&gt;) They try to outsmart each other by literally ripping off the other party under the garb of equitable rights. The state enshrines Family Laws to make sure that a divorce does not incapacitate either of the spouse by enacting them. However high-earning spouses are merely treated as ATM machines to milch whatever one can under the guise of equitable rights and thus marriage and divorce have become leading industries that breed greed. Whether marriage is one about hearts, minds, or souls, it is very pertinent to note that divorces are all about avarice, greed, and inconsolable obsession about money! One can extend this simple illustration to many &lt;em&gt;abuses&lt;/em&gt; perpetrated under the garb of equitable justice. Under the garb of global competition, we even justify the outrage of extortion being perpetrated under covert means. Countries extort poor nations under unfair global policies; companies extort clients and customers under unfair trade practices; people extort others through henchmen, lawyers, and hitmen. Covetousness is mean; call it under whatever sacrosanct right that prompts your justification. It inherently shows the moral poverty existing within a person. And guess what? No amount of the coveted substance can offer a sense of contentment to the covetous person. There lies the person's curse for all eternity. Auvaiyar's maxim clearly exhorts today's children to be instilled of the value of being contented and resigned to self, without transgressing into other person's possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"Thou shall not covet, but tradition approves all forms of competition." -- &lt;strong&gt;Arthur Hugh Cloud, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1819-1861, English Poet.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;(Oxford Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725722620752159?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725722620752159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725722620752159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725722620752159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725722620752159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-23-you-shall-not-covet.html' title='Maxim # 23: மண்பறித் துண்ணேல் -- You shall not covet.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725720139397436</id><published>2005-02-04T06:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:32:17.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 22: பருவத்தே பயிர்செய் -- Make hay while the sun shines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 2&lt;/span&gt;2: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ப&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ருவத்தே பயிர்செய் (pa-ru-va-thE pa-yir sey)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Plant the seedlings at the right season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Make hay while sun shines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This maxim reminds me of the sagic advice given by my friend, guru, and philosopher, Dr. Lt. A. I. Edinbarough at PSG Tech, who used to very often tell us, "Imagine an object caught in the midst of an eddy. Even though it is incapable of ascending up the air on its own, the very fact that it is in the midst of an eddy lends itself to transcend to greater heights. In life, we all need to seize the opportunity of landing ourselves right into the epicenter of such eddies. Success, then lies in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing &lt;/span&gt;things at the appropriate time, than in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capable of doing things &lt;/span&gt;at anytime." I don't even know if my guru still recollects this, but yet I do. Anyways, the crux of the maxim lies in identifying opportunities and doing things at the right moment without procrastination. "பருவத்தே" means "at the right season," and "பயிர்" means "crop," and "செய்" means "sow." Therefore, the maxim exhorts one to "sow the appropriate crop at the appropriate season." In English we have proverbs such as "make hay while the sun shines," "strike the rod when it is hot," and "a stitch in time saves nine." I love the Latin Maxim, which is commonly used in everyday English: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carpe diem&lt;/span&gt; -- seize the day. One has to literally seize the day in order to stay focused in his career and personal chores, which is not an ordinary thing in this highly competitive world. It is refreshing to see Auvaiyar using an allegory that is only too familiar to the Tamils of yesteryears, whose main occupation was farming. In fact, the recent spate of suicides in Andhra Pradesh was partly related to the agrarian crisis of poor planning on the part of the farmers who sowed the costly crops at a time when the international market for those harvested crops were plummeting down. In any case, we need to be prudent in identifying the right moment as well as be alacritous in utilizing the same to the fullest extent for our betterment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carpe diem."&lt;/span&gt; (Seize the day!) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725720139397436?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725720139397436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725720139397436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725720139397436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725720139397436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-22-make-hay-while-sun-shines.html' title='Maxim # 22: பருவத்தே பயிர்செய் -- Make hay while the sun shines.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725717135760506</id><published>2005-02-03T04:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:37:39.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 21:  நன்றி மறவேல் -- Always be grateful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 2&lt;/span&gt;1: &lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ந&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ன்றி மறவேல் (nun-Ri ma-Ra-vAyl) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never forget to be grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always be grateful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This is pretty easy to understand as well. "நன்றி" means "gratitude," and "மறவேல்" means "never forget." It is good to forget certain things in life, but certainly not the acts of unconditional love, kindness, and benevolence extended to us. Being grateful of those favors extended is primarily for our good than to those to whom it was extended. If one turns ungrateful, that person is soon engulfed with hubris thereby denying all rightful contributions to his or her own personal growth. A sense of holistic belonging to a society with social responsibility towards others is completely forgotten. If we are grateful to the favors we have received, we will be impelled on our own to help others. That is why one must never forget to be grateful to all the blessings received. It is in this sense of reaching out to others that Auvaiyar lays stress on not forgetting our own gratefulness to others from whom we might have received numerous blessings for aeons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;"One single grateful thought raised to heaven is the most perfect prayer." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G.E Lessing, 1729-1781, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;German dramatist and critic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(Oxford Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725717135760506?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725717135760506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725717135760506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725717135760506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725717135760506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-21-always-be-grateful.html' title='Maxim # 21:  நன்றி மறவேல் -- Always be grateful.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725714100494005</id><published>2005-02-02T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T09:01:35.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 20: தந்தை தாய்ப் பேண் -- Safeguard your Father and Mother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 20&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;த&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ந்தை தாய்ப்  பேண் (thun-thai thAAi pAyn) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Safeguard your Father and Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; This one is pretty self explanatory. "தந்தை" refers to Dad, "தாய்" to Mom, and "பேண்" to "protect" or "safeguard." The Book of Tora common to three major faiths of Islam, Judaism, and Christianity has its fifth commandment as, "Thou shalt honor thy father and mother." Indian culture celebrates the ladder of perfection as a route that starts with one's mother, father, teacher and finally to the Eternal One who encompasses all the rest. However, the journey starts with one's mother and father. It amazes me that Auvaiyar is not exhorting subservience in a child to its parents. Rather, she shoulders a responsibility on the kid to "safeguard" or "protect" its parents. It is obvious that she is talking in clairvoyant terms with lots of hope in the young kids. These days, the value, honor, and respect to human life is being undermined in every way. Geriatric parents are considered to be an abominal excess awaiting good riddance. Career and personal ambitions allow no wiggling room to even consider the welfare of one's parents in any decision-making. I have noticed with pain as to how the geriatrics are lampooned, cursed, abused and even physically assaulted in India. Sudden spurt in hospices and homes for the aged are a fitting denouement to the crass indifference of modern day youths. Many tend to compare old-aged parents to that of kids. Sure, the former signifies the crepuscular twilight of the dusk and the latter the refreshing rays of dawn in the wonderful horizon of humanity. He who loves his kids, yet not his parents, seems to deceive himself. Because every morning ends with an evening. As my favorite lines of John Donne goes, "Never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"I once picked up a woman from a garbage dump and she was burning with fever; she was in her last days and her only lament was: ‘My son did this to me.’ I begged her: You must forgive your son. In a moment of madness, when he was not himself, he did a thing he regrets. Be a mother to him, forgive him. It took me a long time to make her say: ‘I forgive my son.’ Just before she died in my arms, she was able to say that with a real forgiveness. She was not concerned that she was dying. The breaking of the heart was that her son did not want her. This is something you and I can understand."--  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start. " -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725714100494005?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725714100494005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725714100494005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725714100494005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725714100494005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-20-safeguard-your-father-and.html' title='Maxim # 20: தந்தை தாய்ப் பேண் -- Safeguard your Father and Mother.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110725711192987646</id><published>2005-02-01T06:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T07:38:25.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 19: இணக்கமறிந் திணங்கு -- Probe the congeniality before befriending a person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 19&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ணக்கமறிந் திணங்கு (e-nak-kam aRi-ndhu e-nan-gu) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Probe the congeniality before befriending a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The maxim must be read by splitting the words as follows: "இணக்கம் அறிந்து இணங்கு." The terms "இணக்கம் " means "congeniality," "அறிந்து" means "after probing," and "இணங்கு" means "befriend." Therefore one has to befriend a person only after that person's congeniliaty is well probed. My greatest asset lays in the camaraderie I enjoy with my friends. Each friend of mine is a crowning jewel in the diadem of my success. In contemporary language we talk about "matching of wavelengths." That is precisely what Auvaiyar lays down as a criterion to not just friendship, but to any relationship. In retrospect, I know where I had overlooked the wisdom behind this maxim when entering into what should have been a life long relationship as enshrined by our faith and culture of our times. Almost every society -- be it the West or the East -- is rampant with divorces, judicial separations, and annulments primarily because of the absence of congeniality and bonhomie in the persons entering into a relationship. Probing such a quality in each other is quintessential before consummating a relationship. In fact Thiruvalluvar wonderfully puts it in his Kural 510 -- "தேரான் தெளிவும் தெளிந்தான்கண் ஐயுறவும் தீரா இடும்பை தரும்," i.e., "Gaining a person without probing as well as suspecting a person after gaining always result in endless misery." Notice the stress given to "probing" on all these counts, before electing to have the person in a relationship. The secret to success of any relationship involving two people is pretty simple: just be as best friends to each other. And that can happen only when the probity, congeniality, and bonhomie of the other person is thoroughly probed before accepting into one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;When you gain a friend, gain him through testing, and do not trust him hastily. A faithful friend is a sturdy shelter. He that has found one has found a treasure. There is nothing so precious as a faithful friend, and no scales can measure his excellence. A faithful friend is an elixir of life. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Bible, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecclesiasticus 6:7,14-16 &lt;/span&gt;(RSV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110725711192987646?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110725711192987646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110725711192987646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725711192987646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110725711192987646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/02/maxim-19-probe-congeniality-before.html' title='Maxim # 19: இணக்கமறிந் திணங்கு -- Probe the congeniality before befriending a person.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644486396139566</id><published>2005-01-31T04:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T08:19:03.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 18: இடம்பட வீடெடேல் -- Build a house without encroachment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 18&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;டம்பட வீடெடேல் (e-dum-pa-duh vEE-de-dAyl)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Build a house without encroachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "இடம்பட" means "without encroaching on extra space" and "வீடெடேல்" means "never erect a house." Therefore this maxim lays down moderation as a fundamental criterion while erecting houses. At least in India, I have observed the tendency to use every available inch of space that inevitably enroaches upon a neighbor's property. Many disputes have risen thereof, often resulting in vigilante justice or as law suits in the already overburdened courts. Building a house with less floor-space to provide additional room for gardening is not an attractive proposition anymore. Population explosion has made it almost impossible to afford independent housing in India. However, states like Kerala offer hope. Although the population density is pretty high, Keralites tend to appreciate nature and have an innate predilection to grow trees within their compounds. They do not use every inch of floor space to erect their houses. Apart from exhorting moderation, this maxim also implies the indirect physical and mental health benefits arising out of building a simple house without encroaching every available inch of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;For a man's house is his castle, and each man's home is his safest refuge -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward Coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644486396139566?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644486396139566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644486396139566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644486396139566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644486396139566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-18-build-house-without.html' title='Maxim # 18: இடம்பட வீடெடேல் -- Build a house without encroachment.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644483441448006</id><published>2005-01-30T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T11:43:52.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 17: ஞயம்பட உரை -- Speak words that beget happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 17&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஞ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;யம்பட உரை (gna-yam-pa-da ur-ai)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Speak words that beget happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஞயம்பட" means "begetting happiness" and "உரை" means "speak." According to Auvaiyar, the ultimate objective of any speech must lie in bringing happiness to those who hear it. In fact, Tiruvalluvar's Kural 100, quoted in my blog accurately captures the concept. There are both good and bad things to talk about. Any time one is overly obsessed with either one of those, his speech becomes not only predictable and monotonous, but also tepid and cloying. And when the subject matter is overly concerned about the negative things, it becomes distressing and tortuous. Therefore cherry-picking a topic for conversation is in itself an art. Moreover, one doesn't need the company of doom's-day sayers. We all need people around us with whom we can have conversations and then feel as though those were the best moments of our lifetime. In other words, the pursuit of any speech or conversation must ultimately lie in begetting happiness in the other person. Even friendly admonishments may acquire a new sense of meaning, if this objective is kept in the radar-scope of any conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Think twice before you speak, because your words and influence will plant the seed of either success or failure in the mind of another. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Napoleon Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644483441448006?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644483441448006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644483441448006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644483441448006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644483441448006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-17-speak-words-that-beget.html' title='Maxim # 17: ஞயம்பட உரை -- Speak words that beget happiness'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644480118577029</id><published>2005-01-29T04:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T08:54:46.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 16: சனி நீராடு -- Take a special shower on Saturdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 16&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ச&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;னி நீராடு (sa-ni nEE-rAA-du)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Take a special shower on Saturdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "சனி" means "Saturday" and "நீராடு" means "take bath." Literally, this maxim underscores the importance of taking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; bath on Saturdays. For many, special bath may mean an oil-bath or a head-bath. Auvaiyar's penchant for cleanliness is amply evident in this maxim. A good shower not only relieves stress but can also provide ample opportunities for ruminating new ideas. Quality time at the showers is a luxury during weekdays. Hence the maxim's reference to Saturdays. And celebrate the coincidence of today being a Saturday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;It is the height of luxury to sit in a hot bath and read about little birds. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord Alfred Tennyson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644480118577029?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644480118577029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644480118577029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644480118577029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644480118577029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-16-take-special-shower-on.html' title='Maxim # 16: சனி நீராடு -- Take a special shower on Saturdays.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644475940748710</id><published>2005-01-28T04:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T09:01:31.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 15: ஙப்போல் வளை -- Be a gregarious person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 15&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ங&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ப்போல் வளை (nGa-pOl va-lai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Be amenable as the alphabet 'ங'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Be a gregarious person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஙப்போல்" refers to "like the alphabet ங" and "வளை" to "amenability." Literally, this maxim asserts what John Donne wrote in his wonderful poem, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No man is an island."&lt;/span&gt; In the &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-14-never-twist-facts.html"&gt;previous maxim&lt;/a&gt;, Auvaiyar exhorted one to not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twist &lt;/span&gt;facts, whereas in this one she exhorts one to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twist&lt;/span&gt; one's very self. She wants people to be amenable with one another. By "twisting" she alludes to the innate deficiencies of a human mind that needs to be uprooted. Ego is one such malaise. A person with ego cannot befriend others easily and cannot enjoy their camaraderie. This maxim must not be overstretched to religious brothers and sisters who detach themselves of all earthly chores and settle down for an eremitical lifestyle to seek God and Supreme Knowledge. However it must be applied for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoi polloi&lt;/span&gt; who are tossed in between the frenzy of privacy and the stresses of everyday life that have almost made building rock-solid friendship &lt;a href="http://www.macleans.ca/switchboard/essay/article.jsp?content=20050110_97273_97273"&gt;a thing of the past&lt;/a&gt;. Understanding this maxim to lead an active lifestyle of bonhomie will help nourish friendship. In Tamil, the alphabet ''ங" never gets the primacy. No word starts with this alphabet, save this maxim as it is used in an ironic sense. However, its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raison détre&lt;/span&gt; is to vivify the other alphabets. It is only seen in the company of others. Similarly, one must be gregarious to discover his own self in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The worst solitude is to be destitute of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sincere&lt;/span&gt; friendship -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francis Bacon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Two are better than one. If one falls, the other will lift up his companion. Woe to the solitary man! For if he should fall, he has no one to lift him up. So also, if two sleep together, they keep each other warm. How can one alone keep warm? -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Bible (RSV), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 4: 9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644475940748710?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644475940748710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644475940748710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644475940748710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644475940748710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-15-be-gregarious-person.html' title='Maxim # 15: ஙப்போல் வளை -- Be a gregarious person.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644471866890892</id><published>2005-01-27T04:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:22:37.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 14: கண்டொன்று சொல்லேல் -- Never twist facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 14&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;க&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ண்டொன்று சொல்லேல் (kuhn-du-on-Ru sol-lEl)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never twist facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: Never indulge in calumniation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "கண்டொன்று" has to be split into two as "கண்டு" and "ஒன்று," meaning things that "you see" and that "contrary to what you see" respectively. "சொல்லேல்" refers to "never speak." Literally, this maxim exhorts one to refrain from committing calumniation and detraction. Hypothetically there must not be any difficulty in speaking exactly what one has seen. Yet, the malice, bias, and self-deception inherent in any human mind decorates, exaggerates, and caparisons factoids as facts. These are days when nations "sex-up" their Intel reports to rush to war. Individuals too often cross the line of Rubicon from simple gossip to systematic character-assassination. It is all possible because of an inherent capability of human mind to be contended with itself about diametrically opposite notions at any given time. And only my favorite George Orwell can talk about it in such a way that it will forever get etched in your minds. And so, do not forget to read George Orwell's &lt;a href="http://www.orwell.ru/library/articles/nose/english/e_nose"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Front of Your Nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;The point is that we are all capable of believing things which we &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; to be untrue, and then, when we are finally proved wrong, impudently twisting the facts so as to show that we were right. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Orwell&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1946. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644471866890892?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644471866890892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644471866890892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644471866890892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644471866890892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-14-never-twist-facts.html' title='Maxim # 14: கண்டொன்று சொல்லேல் -- Never twist facts.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644469170543104</id><published>2005-01-26T04:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T07:55:46.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 13: அஃகஞ் சுருக்கேல் -- Never skimp on grains to shortchange others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 13&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;அஃ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;கஞ் சுருக்கேல் (ak-kam su-ru-kEl)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never skimp on grains to shortchange others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honesty is the best policy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt;The term "அஃகஞ்" refers to "grains" and "சுருக்கேல்" to "refrain from shortchanging." Literally, this maxim exhorts to avoid skimping on grains to shortchange others. In those days, local economy was sustained with practices that included bartering. One need not be a grocer to trade grains. Hence bartering of grains was ubiquitous. Greedy people shortchanged the buyer by reducing the amount of grains exchanged or sold for a return. In other words, Auvaiyar stresses the importance of being honest in all our affairs and transactions. This maxim can also be applied to modern times where most jobs are sedentary. At the comfort of a high-speed T1 connection, workers can wile away their precious time at work to  cyber-loafing. Studies do suggest that there is an increased tendency in workers to malinger in order to run personal errands. These activites result in shortchanging one's employers, customers, and clients. It is very important to apply age-old maxims like this for contemporary contexts because it is the spirit behind the maxim that counts; not literal words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;Your honesty is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to be based either on religion or policy. Both your religion and policy must be based on it -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt; 1819-1900 &lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Oxford Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;This concludes the first 13 alphabets of Tamil, i.e., from அ to அஃ. They are known as உயிர் எழுத்துக்கள் (Lifeline alphabets).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644469170543104?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644469170543104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644469170543104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644469170543104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644469170543104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-13-never-skimp-on-grains-to.html' title='Maxim # 13: அஃகஞ் சுருக்கேல் -- Never skimp on grains to shortchange others.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644464457902668</id><published>2005-01-25T05:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T07:48:32.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 12: ஒளவியம் பேசேல் - Refrain from words of jealousy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 12&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஒள&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;வியம் பேசேல் (auv-vi-yum pE-sale)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Refrain from words of jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஒளவியம்" refers to "words of jealousy" and "பேசேல்" to "refrain from speaking." So, this maxim exhorts one to refrain from speaking words of jealousy. It arises out of a perverted sense of love over things that pertain to self or outside one's self. Any circumstance that may undermine one's own position sets off a rage of jealousy. The ultimate love for one's own longings now gets perverted and makes one look impoverished in front of others ascent towards glory. Words of spite, anger, and jealousy flow out, rather than plaudits. More than the person who becomes the target of one's jealousy, it often ruins the peace of the very person engulfed by it. One can relate to jealousy at workplace merely because some poor soul feels that it could not withstand the pressures of corporate rat-race. Apart from examining ways to reinvigorate one's own career, jealousy sets off to workplace politiking. Refraining from uttering words of jealousy helps a person to maintain serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;Though jealousy be produced by love, as ashes are by fire, yet jealousy extinguishes love as ashes smother the flame. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marguerite of Angouleme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oup.com/us/catalog/general/subject/Reference/Subjectareareference/?view=usa&amp;amp;ci=0198607202"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Oxford Dictionary of Quotations 6th Ed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644464457902668?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644464457902668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644464457902668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644464457902668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644464457902668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-12-refrain-from-words-of.html' title='Maxim # 12: ஒளவியம் பேசேல் - Refrain from words of jealousy.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110644460278796634</id><published>2005-01-24T05:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T17:54:11.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 11: ஓதுவ தொழியேல் -- Never cease to learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 11&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஓ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;துவ தொழியேல்(O-dhu-va-thu O-zhi-yAle)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Never cease to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஓதுவது" refers to "learning" and "ஒழியேல்" to "never cease." So, this maxim exhorts one to keep learning always. Many scholars have translated "ஓதுவது" as reading. However, I interpret that word to connote learning in general of which reading is only a part. President Abraham Lincoln once said, "I don't think much of a man who is not wiser today than he was yesterday." By this, even he exhorted the fact that learning must be continuous, not even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;continual&lt;/span&gt;. Learning is not confined to reading and listening alone. The very tragedies, travails, and experiences one undergoes in life, have profound educational value. Every person, thing, language, culture or place we run into is our guru that teaches us something that we never knew before. Socrates' exhortation of "an unexamined life is not worth living," enables us to appreciate the power of learning by asking questions. Many think that they are simpletons, if they were to ask questions. Rather, Socratesian wisdom has proven to us the value of learning by asking questions. If we want to learn, the whole world is there as our laboratory for exploration and experimentation. All we need is that encouragement and inquisitiveness of a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henry Ford&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, and many opinions. For opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Milton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110644460278796634?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110644460278796634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110644460278796634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644460278796634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110644460278796634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-11-never-cease-to-learn.html' title='Maxim # 11: ஓதுவ தொழியேல் -- Never cease to learn.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576780783999940</id><published>2005-01-23T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T10:51:42.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 10: ஒப்புரவு ஒழுகு - Be a cosmopolite.</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 10&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஒ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ப்புரவு ஒழுகு (op-pur-avu ozhu-gu)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Be a cosmopolite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;When in Rome, do as the Romans do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The  term "ஒப்புரவு" refers to "worldly practices &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;du jour&lt;/span&gt;" and "ஒழுகு" to "follow." So, this maxim exhorts one to adapt and acclimate to the worldly practices that are prevalent in one's own locale for the maintenance of social order. The English idiom of, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," succinctly captures this idea. We are 'programmed' human-beings. We tend to see things in our own ways. When placed in a new situation, culture, or a country, a few of us get antsy by being judgmental and carping about it saying that our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;status quo ante&lt;/span&gt; seemed to be much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Apart from causing physical and mental anguish, such an embitterment also robs the opportunity to learn and benefit from the new situation, culture, or whatever it may be. Auvaiyar stresses the need for raising up a child as a cosmopolite -- one who is at home in every place. In Socrates' words, "a citizen of the world," to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"I am neither an Athenian nor a Greek; I am a citizen of the world." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Socrates&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circa 469 B.C - 399 B.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I am a Hindu, a Muslim, a Christian and a Jew; for, either I am all of these or I am none of these". -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahatma Gandhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576780783999940?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576780783999940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576780783999940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576780783999940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576780783999940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-10-be-cosmopolite.html' title='Maxim # 10: ஒப்புரவு ஒழுகு - Be a cosmopolite.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576772335564506</id><published>2005-01-22T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T10:41:57.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 9: ஐயமிட்டு உண் -- Feed the hungry before enjoying your meal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 9&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஐ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;யமிட்டு உண் (i-yum-mi-tu un) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Feed the hungry before enjoying your meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Charity to others is paramount.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஐயமிட்டு" refers to "after alms-giving" and "உண்" to "you shall eat." The sequence of actions is pretty interesting. First comes feeding others, then comes feeding the self. Many of us would have witnessed the giving away of rotten and stale foods to wayside beggars. It will be better for us to throw such foods to the bin than to abuse the human dignity in the other person by granting it as alms. We must not give to others what we ourselves cannot eat and none of us can eat fungi, bacteria infested, rotten and stale foods. That brings us to the crux of this maxim. If we want to feed others, let us do it first, before we set to eat. In that way, we are truly sharing our goodness in charity; not discharging our wastes as charity. "The worst form of violence is poverty," said Mahatma Gandhi. Hunger is like childbirth, we all can talk about its pangs, but can only feel it when we ourselves undergo it. As long as there are millionaires in this world with riches beyond their needs, so long will there be paupers with needs way under their means. Hence hunger and poverty is to stay. Ergo, this maxim again does not contradict the &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-8-receiving-is-despicable.html"&gt;previous&lt;/a&gt; one, if taken in the proper context. We cannot be indifferent to the hungry at our doorsteps. Allegorically, hunger in this maxim may also mean about the spiritual hunger of love, care, tenderness, bonhomie, camaraderie and attention in a person who is forlorn. We may even have our closest kith and kin suffering from such hungers. We need to tend to their needs first, before reveling in ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote:&lt;/span&gt; "Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in a final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed—those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending its money alone—it is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children." -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Dwight Eisenhower&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at a speech in 1953.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576772335564506?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576772335564506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576772335564506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576772335564506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576772335564506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-9-feed-hungry-before-enjoying.html' title='Maxim # 9: ஐயமிட்டு உண் -- Feed the hungry before enjoying your meal.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576761934468514</id><published>2005-01-21T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:02:01.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 8: ஏற்பது இகழ்ச்சி - Receiving is despicable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 8&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ஏ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ற்பது இகழ்ச்சி (yEr-pa-thu iga-zh-tchi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Receiving is despicable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination:&lt;/span&gt; The term "ஏற்பது " refers to "receiving" and "இகழ்ச்சி" to "despicable." Here is a maxim to test our logic, cognition, and contextual propriety. In &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-3-never-hoard-that-you-can.html"&gt;Maxims 3&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-4-never-stop-giving.html"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;, Auvaiyar stresses the importance of "giving," whereas she shuns "receiving" in the current maxim. If viewed under the proper context, the paradox can be eliminated. Many scholars interpret 'receiving' to mean alms. However, 'receiving' implies much more than receiving alms. Just as in &lt;a href="http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-3-never-hoard-that-you-can.html"&gt;Maxim 3&lt;/a&gt; one must not receive beyond one's wants and needs. Auvaiyar's maxim is an admonishment to slothful idlers, who are always trigger-happy to receive help from others. So it is, to all those grafted unscruples, who abuse their official positions for huge bribes, thereby rendering their societies corrupt. When a person receives favors, he is inclined to return in favor something that he would have refrained from had he not received the initial favor. Thus, one becomes imprisoned by his own act of receiving. Also, when an able person politely refuses to receive a favor, that favor can reach to those people who are more in need. A case in point would be India's polite refusal to take help from other foreign nations in wake of Tsunami devastation, as that paved way to help other ravaged nations. Also, India was spared of any obligation to return curry-favors against its conscience in a bitterly divided and war-stricken world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote:&lt;/span&gt; It is more blessed to give, than to receive. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Bible (Acts 20:35)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576761934468514?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576761934468514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576761934468514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576761934468514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576761934468514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-8-receiving-is-despicable.html' title='Maxim # 8: ஏற்பது இகழ்ச்சி - Receiving is despicable.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576747409914242</id><published>2005-01-20T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T09:00:24.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 7: எண், எழுத்து இகழேல் - Never despise Math and Language.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 7: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;எ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ண், எழுத்து இகழேல் &lt;/span&gt;(en, ezhu-thu iga-zh-El) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never despise Math and Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strive harder in Sciences and Arts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination: &lt;/span&gt;The terms, "எண் " and "எழுத்து" refer to "numbers" and "alphabets" respectively, whereas "இகழேல்" refers to "never despise." The keen acumen of our ancestors in the field of Mathematics and Fine Arts always amazes me. Just take the case of Mathematical patterns deeply embedded even in works of literature (e.g. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venpaas, Seyyuls, Kurals, etc.&lt;/span&gt;). If the Tamils could have had literary conferences during the Sangam Period dating back to several centuries before Christ, it only speaks of the level of sophistry they had in literature during those times. Numerous temples, palaces, dams and other works of legacy bear a fitting testimony to the love and mastery of arts and sciences by the Tamils. Any culture cannot survive, if the older generation does not pass those values to the newer generations. Hence, Auvaiyar's clairvoyant exhortation makes complete sense to this day. If India is an intellectual superpower and if wanderlust Indians can become modern-day globetrotters, it is all owing to their investment in mastering the rudiments of English language, together with their strides in Science and Technology. Anybody, who would have aced through those competitive examinations would vouchsafe for the noetic widom behind Auvaiyar's maxim. Invariably, a candidate's success in those examinations is dependent upon Math and Verbal. And President George Bush has vowed that his primary goal is to enable every American child read and do Math. I, in the state of Georgia, know that the Georgia lawmakers are striving hard to reform education, after Georgia came last, ranking 50th in the SAT's Verbal and Math scores in the year 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty -- a beauty that is cold and austere, like that of a sculpture. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bertrand Russell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576747409914242?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576747409914242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576747409914242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576747409914242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576747409914242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-7-never-despise-math-and.html' title='Maxim # 7: எண், எழுத்து இகழேல் - Never despise Math and Language.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576739935385070</id><published>2005-01-19T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:44:38.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 6: ஊக்கமது கைவிடேல் - Never lose hope. </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 6: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ஊ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;க்கமது கைவிடேல்  &lt;/span&gt;(OO-kam-athu kai-vi-dEl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumination: &lt;/span&gt;The term, "ஊக்கமது," literally refers to "hope" and "கைவிடேல்," to "never lose." So, "never lose hope." It is a pity that there are more suicides than homicides in the United States and am sure it is the case with many other countries. "There is truly one serious philosophical problem and that is suicide," said Albert Camus. Engulfed with hopelessness, a person feels like a fish out of water. But then, even that fish flaps, turns, hopes for a fresh lease of life if it can  get back to its waters.&lt;/span&gt; Similarly, we all hope for a number of things in our lives. As long as we have hope within us, we tend to be alive. The moment we lose hope, we are already dead -- psychologically, spiritually, and emotionally as well. Situations will test our endurance and hope will keep us afloat. At least that's what stories such as Lance Armstrong's prove to us. Let us then adopt the state motto of South Carolina (my favorite one too) as our own: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dum spiro, spero. &lt;/span&gt;(As long as I breathe, so long will I hope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;True hope is swift, and flies with shallow's wings. Kings it makes Gods, and meaner creatures kings. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576739935385070?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576739935385070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576739935385070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576739935385070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576739935385070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-6-never-lose-hope.html' title='Maxim # 6: ஊக்கமது கைவிடேல் - Never lose hope. '/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110576732877266236</id><published>2005-01-18T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T06:50:32.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 5: உடையது விளம்பேல் -- Never reveal your possessions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 5: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;உ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;டையது விளம்பேல் &lt;/span&gt; (uda-yathu vilam-bEl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never reveal your possessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never wash your dirty laundry in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumination:  &lt;/span&gt;The term, "உடையது," literally refers to "your possessions." However, the intended meaning is that it is better to be tightlipped about one's inner personal secrets and issues. Many people derive a false sense of comfort, peace, and closure by imprudently sharing every intimate detail of their life in the open, even when uncalled for. Little do they realize that they have created a Frankenstein out of their own folly. Western societies do have a better notion of privacy and private space and individuals tend to respect that. The term "விளம்பேல்," literally translates to, "be tightlipped." The English idiom of "do not wash your dirty laundry in public," correlates to this Auvaiyar's maxim. Useless talk costs lives, they say. This is the spirit behind this maxim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;Talk of the Devil and he is bound to appear. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110576732877266236?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110576732877266236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110576732877266236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576732877266236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110576732877266236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-5-never-reveal-your-possessions.html' title='Maxim # 5: உடையது விளம்பேல் -- Never reveal your possessions.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110568083180213403</id><published>2005-01-17T05:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T05:56:59.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 4: ஈவது விலக்கேல் -- Never stop giving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 4: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ஈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;வது விலக்கேல் &lt;/span&gt; (EE-vathu vi-lak-kEl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never stop giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumination: &lt;/span&gt;The term, "ஈவது," refers to acts of charity. Our minds are still afresh with the cataclysmic tsunami devastation. Tragedy unfolded; humanity responded. The farthest epicenter of the tsunami quake evoked a response from the closest epicenter of one's own heart. Numerous aid-agencies thankfully acknowledged the record amounts donated for a single tragedy. Such humble acts of generosity reminds us of our closeness to each other. Many who contributed would have experienced that inner peace of partaking in other peoples' sufferings. The sublime nature of charity enriches both the giver and the taker. However, such charitable acts must never cease. More than tsunamis, innocent lives are being lost, every single day, all over the globe, due to poverty, hunger, disease, terrorism, racism, infant mortality, genocides, etc. Such evils can be eighty-sixed only by our sustained giving. In other words, our charitable donations, however small they may be, must never cease. Auvaiyar, precisely asserts that with the term, "விலக்கேல்," that is to say, "never cease."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;One can only cease something that is already in motion. Therefore, one can infer that charity is innate in a human heart and those rivulets of mercy that gush forth must never be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;Charity is good only when it comes as a true sacrifice. Only then the receiver who receives the material gift receives the spiritual gift too. If it is not a sacrifice, but a mere discharge of superfluous excess, it will only irritate those who receive it. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leo Tolstoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110568083180213403?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110568083180213403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110568083180213403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568083180213403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568083180213403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-4-never-stop-giving.html' title='Maxim # 4: ஈவது விலக்கேல் -- Never stop giving.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110568069148155932</id><published>2005-01-16T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:04:14.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 3: இயல்வது கரவேல் - Never hoard that you can afford to give.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 3: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;இ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;யல்வது கரவேல்.&lt;/span&gt; (e-yal-vathu kara-vEl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never hoard that you can afford to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intended Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never hoard more than you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumination: &lt;/span&gt;Here Auvaiyar's reasonability comes to the fore. The term, "இயல்வது," refers to the affordability of the donor and she doesn't get uppity in demanding anything more. Hoarding beyond one's affordability constitutes avarice or greed. Avarice is a real vice for a growing child, who perceives every other kid to be a pillager of its own belongings. Certain parents stash all their children's toys when guests with children visit them. Such actions do corrupt the immaculate minds of children. Auvaiyar's advice is clear. Never stash or hoard (கரவேல்) more than what you actually need. Teach the child the art of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;Virtue and charity start at home. If you got to go somewhere else to display it, then it is not a virtue. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leo Tolstoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110568069148155932?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110568069148155932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110568069148155932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568069148155932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568069148155932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-3-never-hoard-that-you-can.html' title='Maxim # 3: இயல்வது கரவேல் - Never hoard that you can afford to give.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110568053986913343</id><published>2005-01-15T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T23:25:24.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 2: ஆறுவது சினம் -- Anger simmers down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ஆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;றுவது சினம்.&lt;/span&gt;( AA-ru-va-thu si-nam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Anger simmers down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extended Translation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Anger must always be simmered down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination: &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever seen a person impervious to anger? Sorry, I haven't yet. Even Scriptures and Vedas are replete with Gods being roused to anger. I love Auvaiyar's pragmatism when she talks about "simmering down" (ஆறுவது) anger, by which she implies subtly that you cannot totally get rid of anger in this earthly life. Anger will die only when I die. Even the Bible exhorts one to refrain from escalating a situation of anger when it says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Irascimini et nollite peccare&lt;/span&gt;" (Never sin when provoked to anger). Anger is akin to an earthquake. It releases too much of an energy, within too short a time that can hardly be harnessed for the good of humanity. Unbridled anger provokes 'aftershocks' too. A good thing about anger is that it is evanescent as an earthquake. It never lasts for long. However, it is within that evanescence that we can wreak the greatest havoc with our unbridled emotions and power to inflict damage on others. Anger intoxicates a human mind that often results in an irreversible and permanent damage. Great men and women have carved their niches in the history of immortality by positively channelizing their anger over their oppressed societies and cultures. Uncontrolled anger has only given rise to terrorists, criminals, and leaders rushing to unjust wars. Therefore, anger by itself is not a vice; uncontrolled anger is. Therefore, Auvaiyar stresses the aspect of simmering down or subsiding down one's own anger. A literal translation of her maxim asserts the innate quality of anger -- Anger simmers down. Anger is capable of subsidence. The extended meaning behind that maxim is that anger must always be simmered down, i.e, one must work hard to douse one's anger. Ergo, a child must be taught the art of letting it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;In times of stress and adversity, it is always best to keep busy, to plow your anger and your energy into something positive. -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Iacocca, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American businessman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110568053986913343?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110568053986913343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110568053986913343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568053986913343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110568053986913343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-2-anger-simmers-down.html' title='Maxim # 2: ஆறுவது சினம் -- Anger simmers down.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110567619124867560</id><published>2005-01-14T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T23:28:47.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxim # 1: அறம் செய்ய விரும்பு - Desire to perform acts of virtue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி # 1: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;அ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;றம் செய்ய விரும்பு.                                     &lt;/span&gt;(aRum sey-yuh virum-bu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Translation: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desire to perform acts of virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rumination&lt;/span&gt;: Poetess Auvaiyar must have been a brilliant optimist who understood child psychology well. She deems it fit to approach her first maxim on the topic of virtue in a very positive light. By not exhorting the children to disdain from performing acts of vice, she only exemplifies the need to approach them positively. Many parents and elders do have a pessimism when it comes to dealing with children and they must be keen to imbibe this subtlety from Auvaiyar. Also, it is interesting to note that she didn't explicitly say, "desire to &lt;u&gt;earn&lt;/u&gt; virtue&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;Rather, it is clearly implied. She might have thought that whatever little virtue a kid may already have, it would suffice if it is encouraged to perform it. The more you dig the soil, the closer you are to a spring of water. A kid, when encouraged to perform acts of virtue automatically learns to inculcate more virtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;The man of superior virtue is not conscious of his virtue, and in this way he really possesses his virtue. The man of inferior virtue never loses sight of his virtue, and in this way he loses his virtue -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lao Tzu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circa &lt;/span&gt;604 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circa &lt;/span&gt;531 B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110567619124867560?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110567619124867560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110567619124867560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110567619124867560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110567619124867560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/maxim-1-desire-to-perform-acts-of.html' title='Maxim # 1: அறம் செய்ய விரும்பு - Desire to perform acts of virtue.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110566314549973745</id><published>2005-01-13T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:34:28.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aathichoodi Aathichudi Aathisoodi ஆத்திசூடி ஔவையார் auvaiyaar auvaiyar ஆத்திச்சூடி'/><title type='text'>தினம் ஒரு ஒளவையாரின் ஆத்திச்சூடி -- Aathichudi - A Maxim A Day.</title><content type='html'>Many of my friends had requested me to blog regularly. Due to hectic schedules at work-front, I had to play truant on this one for a long time now. However, on Sunday, January 9th, 2005, while I was at Publix, shopping for my groceries, I got a call from my dear friend Velraja, who with all his inquisitiveness asked me, "Rex, I was playing a Tamil cassette for kids that comprises the  moral maxims of our great old Poetess Auvaiyaar, which are rendered as songs. However, I don't understand all those maxims as they are composed and rendered in scholarly Tamil. For example, I do have a confusion as to what ஏற்பது இகழ்ச்சி ('yEr-padhu igazh-chEE') means. In this, what does ஏற்பது ('yEr-padhu') mean?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ethical treatise that my friend was referring to was ஆத்திச்சூடி, which is pronounced as 'AA-thi-chOO-di.' It means, "A garland of 'aththi' flowers," probably alluding to the Saivite God of Creation -- Lord Shiva, who use to be caparisoned with this floral garland. Anyway, while we debated and arrived at a consensus on what it means, my brilliant and intelligent friend countered me as to how that maxim contradicts another one in a different place. All of this made me think. After a long time, I felt so good at the level of an intellectual debate we had on a seemingly fleeting and trivial issue. Scholarly Tamil, especially those works that date back to several centuries, always need some probing to understand. Most of those words are seldom used in the contemporary Tamil dialects. Therefore, I decided to start learning at least one maxim a day to understand and share the same with my friends, thereby critically expounding some of these great puranic works of Classical Tamil. I am a mere Tamil aficionado and do not have any scholarly exposure to Tamil. I may be consulting informally with my parents, books, or friends, if I have problems in deciphering the meanings for these maxims. Therefore, should you observe any errors in either my translations or ruminations, kindly do let me know and I will make suitable modifications. Please do jot down your own thoughts and critiques so that it will truly be a learning experience for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஆத்திச்சூடி (AA-thi-chOO-di) comprises 108 single-line maxims. It was composed by the great old Tamil Poetess Auvaiyaar, who belonged to the last Sangam era. Her devotion to Lord Vinayaka (Elephant God) and Lord Muruga (Tamil God) is well known. Her many other works appear in the great epic of Tamils' bravery, namely புறநானூறு ('puruh-nAAn-OOru'), roughly translated as the "Four Hundred Great Anthologies of Tamils' Bravery." Through ஆத்திச்சூடி (AA-thi-chOO-di) maxims (which were part of her 'Ethical Books' collection) she wanted to captivate and inculcate moral and ethical thoughts in the younger minds. 'Catching them young' was her mantra. These maxims are still being taught for the kindergarten, 1st and 2nd grade kids in India. However, my audience for this blog is not kids; rather it is their parents. Therefore, I want to present content in a way that would be more appealing to parents so that they can present it in a way pleasing to their kids. I will present one maxim a day for the next 108 days. I want to make it simple and lucid. Therefore, I will blog each entry with four portions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Original maxim in Tamil (transliteration in parenthesis).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Translation of the Tamil maxim in my own English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rumination or discussion on the maxim itself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A relevant or random quote for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;You need to have Unicode support in your browsers and Operating Systems to view Tamil content. The last time, I did something of this sort was my, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dhinam Oru Kural&lt;/span&gt;" (A couplet a day) e-mail service that I started during my days at University of Florida between 1997-1999, through a simple Unix e-mailing PINE program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends are baby-boomers; a few of them are in the family way. On the eve of Tamils' Thanksgiving Feast Day of Pongal, I wish to dedicate this small effort of mine to all my beloved friends and their cute, lovable kids. As a philologist, I specially commend my friend Velraja for inspiring me to take up this work for my own learning, understanding, and sharing. Very many thanks to my dearest buddy Srikanth in Madras, who satiates my Tamil thirst by gifting me some of the rare Tamil books out there in the market. Certainly this exercise is going to be a valuable, healthy 10-minute diversion for me during the next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all a Happy Pongal. Pongal O Pongal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex S. Arul &lt;br /&gt;Smyrna, Georgia, USA &lt;br /&gt;January 13, 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110566314549973745?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110566314549973745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110566314549973745' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110566314549973745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110566314549973745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2005/01/aathichudi-maxim-day.html' title='தினம் ஒரு ஒளவையாரின் ஆத்திச்சூடி -- Aathichudi - A Maxim A Day.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110596166341319396</id><published>2004-10-14T06:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T06:38:18.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - October 14, 2004 - US Ambassador's letter to the Assam Chief Minister.</title><content type='html'>US Ambassador to India, Honorable David C. Mulford offers a word of readiness to provide FBI's services to the terrorism inflicted state of Assam directly to the Assam Chief Minister Mr. Tarun Gogoi. Of course he must have made the offer through the Foreign Ministry of the Central Government in New Delhi. Immediately, all hell broke loose with every leading newspaper and magazine making demands that ranged from declaring the Ambassador to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;persona non grata&lt;/span&gt; to tendering of apologies by the US Government.  I honestly did not think that the Ambassador had any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mala fide&lt;/span&gt; intent, when he made the offer. Hence wrote this letter to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National  Edition, dated October 14, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;Sir, — The U.S. Ambassador, David C. Mulford's direct offer of help to the Assam Chief Minister in providing the services of the FBI to investigate the terrorist attacks was made with &lt;i&gt;bona fide&lt;/i&gt; intent. The ambassador's crossing of the diplomatic Rubicon may be a &lt;i&gt;faux pas&lt;/i&gt; at best. Spewing scorn on the U.S. for a minor gaffe does not augur well for bilateral relations. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Rex S. Arul,&lt;br /&gt;Smyrna, Georgia &lt;/p&gt; * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/10/14/stories/2004101403601004.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/10/14/stories/2004101403601004.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110596166341319396?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110596166341319396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110596166341319396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110596166341319396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110596166341319396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/10/letters-to-editor-hindu-october-14.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - October 14, 2004 - US Ambassador&apos;s letter to the Assam Chief Minister.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110596086684284208</id><published>2004-09-30T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T06:24:41.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - September 30, 2004 - Decried the attack on Nuns of Mother Teresa's Order in Kerala. </title><content type='html'>It was not long ago when a Catholic priest introduced a wonderful adage during our offline discussion: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corruptio optimi pessima." &lt;/span&gt;It is a powerful adage, which alludes to the corruption of the best being the worst of all. This is true in any set-up. The best friend, when corrupted, turns out to be the most lethal enemy; a spouse, when corrupted, turns out to be the most potent destructor of a marriage; a Justice system, when corrupted, turns out to be the greatest factory of injustice; so on and so forth. When an egalitarian state in Kerala that had so far not been communal, even during the worst of communal riots in other parts of India, shows signs of communal depravity by attacking the nuns of Missionaries of Charity, an order established by Blessed Mother Teresa, what would one do? Is this a sign of road to perdition? That is what made me flash this letter to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National  Edition, dated September 30, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; Sir, — The attack on the nuns of the Missionaries of Charity in the most politically conscious State of Kerala reminds me of the Latin adage &lt;i&gt;corruptio optimi pessima&lt;/i&gt; (the corruption of the best is the worst of all). Hope the powers-that-be act swiftly to ameliorate the situation. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Rex S. Arul,&lt;br /&gt;Smyrna, Georgia &lt;/p&gt; * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/09/30/stories/2004093003601001.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/09/30/stories/2004093003601001.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110596086684284208?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110596086684284208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110596086684284208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110596086684284208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110596086684284208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/09/letters-to-editor-hindu-september-30.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - September 30, 2004 - Decried the attack on Nuns of Mother Teresa&apos;s Order in Kerala. '/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110589516212432926</id><published>2004-08-20T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T12:07:45.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - August 20, 2004 - Female lynchers must be treated as victims?</title><content type='html'>So, these women resort to vigilante justice by lynching the accused, Mr. Akku Yadav, when he comes for an open hearing at a Nagpur Court. Women activists in India, then enacted a farcical charade of the judicial process by not only condoning and justifying a cold-blooded murder, but even went several steps ahead to demand that these women accused be treated as victims. Where on earth can one find such a chutzpah to kill a defenceless human-being (whatever be his personal credentials) and then claim the perpetrators to be victims of the killed victim? I decried such a vigilante justice, which is sadly increasing in India for want of timely reforms in the already overburdened and logjammed criminal justice system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National  Edition, dated August 20, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, — The women protesters in Nagpur have blatantly interfered with the judicial process by asking the judicial magistrate to grant bail to the five women accused of lynching Akku Yadav in an open court. Vigilante justice has no place in a democracy. It is sheer chutzpah on the part of women activists to claim that the five women be treated as victims. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Rex S. Arul,&lt;br /&gt;Georgia, U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/08/20/stories/2004082001481002.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/08/20/stories/2004082001481002.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110589516212432926?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110589516212432926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110589516212432926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589516212432926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589516212432926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/08/letters-to-editor-hindu-august-20-2004.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - August 20, 2004 - Female lynchers must be treated as victims?'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110589438065700109</id><published>2004-08-06T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:53:37.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - August 6, 2004 - West Bengal Government executes Chatterjee.</title><content type='html'>That I am never a fan of death-penalty is known to many of my friends and relatives. After almost a decade of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de facto&lt;/span&gt; moratorium on executions, the West Bengal Government got it through to hang Dhananjoy Chatterjee. His impoverished parents and wife (with whom he had hardly stayed for a week before being cast into incarceration forever as a death-row convict) had staged every fast they could to get a clemency for Mr. Chatterjee and they failed. By executing Mr. Chatterjee, the society had only created fresh victims of the convict's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National  Edition, dated August 6, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            * * * &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; Sir, — In the name of administering justice to Dhananjoy's victim, we have only heaped injustice on his family. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Rex S. Arul,&lt;br /&gt;Georgia, U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/08/06/stories/2004080601291001.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/08/06/stories/2004080601291001.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110589438065700109?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110589438065700109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110589438065700109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589438065700109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589438065700109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/08/letters-to-editor-hindu-august-6-2004.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - August 6, 2004 - West Bengal Government executes Chatterjee.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110589384157238208</id><published>2004-07-17T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:44:01.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - July 17, 2004 - The US need not apologize to George Fernandes. </title><content type='html'>So our George Fernandes, on a trip to Washington DC, as the Defense Minister of India was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;searched&lt;/span&gt; just similar to any of us. A big ruckus ensued when this was made public with every Tom, Dick, and Harry demanding an apology from the US Government. First of all, it was an exaggeration that Mr. Fernandes was ever strip-searched. He was merely asked to take his jacket off. Moreover, if there would have been a diplomatic protocol violation, the Foreign Ministry could have taken up the issue within the official channels of the US State Department. Even the Ambassador of India to the United States, who was at that time with Mr. Fernandes did not see any violation of protocol when the latter was searched at the airport in Washington. Moreover, when any citizen flies into another country, he has to subject himself to the laws and statutes of the host country, because he had been granted a visa as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;privilege, &lt;/span&gt;not as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right. &lt;/span&gt;When every air-traveler within the US is forced to undergo this security-check ordeal, it would be childish to demand that our own Mr. Fernandes be treated differently. After all the United States is not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babudom&lt;/span&gt; for our politicians to be treated any different than ordinary people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National  Edition, dated July 17, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            * * * &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; Sir, — The brouhaha over the Fernandes issue is unwarranted. It is naïve to assume that only suspects are strip-searched at U.S. airports. Post-9/11, airport security has been beefed up much to the chagrin of all in the U.S. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Rex S. Arul, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            Georgia, U.S. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                                            * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/07/17/stories/2004071700511024.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/07/17/stories/2004071700511024.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110589384157238208?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110589384157238208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110589384157238208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589384157238208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589384157238208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/07/letters-to-editor-hindu-july-17-2004.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - July 17, 2004 - The US need not apologize to George Fernandes. '/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-110589285499323453</id><published>2004-07-03T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:33:53.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - July 3, 2004 - Commending the brave school-girls.</title><content type='html'>Necessity is the mother of innovation. When your rights to higher education are at stake with the admissions issue being under litigation and the lawyers are at strike, what will you do? Appear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pro se&lt;/span&gt; to argue your own case before the respected Judge? Well, that is what two brave girls did. The press in Tamilnadu did a good job in adequately publicizing this issue. I, on my part, sent this letter to the editor of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu. &lt;/span&gt;Though being the second letter (the first one was published in 1992) to appear on print, this would set-off a chain of other letters to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu, &lt;/span&gt;National Edition, dated July 3, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;                                            Sir, —  As appearing &lt;i&gt;pro se&lt;/i&gt; is not a common practice in the courts, it was apt that the girls got prominent coverage in the media.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;                          Rex S. Arul, &lt;br /&gt;Georgia, U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/07/03/stories/2004070301371005.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/2004/07/03/stories/2004070301371005.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-110589285499323453?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/110589285499323453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=110589285499323453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589285499323453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/110589285499323453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/07/letters-to-editor-hindu-july-3-2004.html' title='Letters to the Editor - The Hindu - July 3, 2004 - Commending the brave school-girls.'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-108701267782936499</id><published>2004-06-11T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T09:31:33.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>June 11, 2004 -- A Day to Remember...</title><content type='html'>As I received a call from my boss, late this afternoon, I, for a moment thought I was being called on the carpet. However M and C gave me the good news of a great ascent in the pecking order to that of a LSE. I was totally caught by surprise and it only rose to a crescendo when I was told that the Review Committee had decided on a consensus. Love, affection, and bonhomie is always in the air as I started receiving lots of plaudits and was elated and humbled by those pleasantries. I thanked my good Lord as I fully ascribe this feat to His benevolence and His will. Today was a day of dancing for me, personally, even as the nation was mourning over the funeral of former President Ronald Reagan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During moments of personal success, I always start to ponder more about how others' contributions may have helped me stand where I am and how it may have often been impossible to let such people know how grateful I am for that. The friend who keeps you in his prayers; the loved-ones across the globe who wish you nothing but good; the person in the adjacent cube who would have contributed in busting a leviathan; the boss who would have placed me right on an interesting mission; the secretary who would have lessened my burden with mundane office chores; or even that peer who would have just mustered enough tolerance to put up with me :-) In any case, my success is not mine alone. As a human-being, I belong to this world and am being continuously shaped and chiseled by events and people all around me. While personal responsibility, accountability, integrity, ethics, audacity, punctiliousness, etc., of a person is of paramount importance in determining his success, it is a irrefutable fact, that several unrecognized persons have a definite say in shaping that success, however insignificant their contribution may seem from the exterior. In the process of an ascent towards a pinnacle of personal success, such faceless peoples' contributions serve as a catalyst, for sure. My success is not fulfilled, if I do not personally acknowledge those from whom I learn directly or indirectly through their words spoken and unspoken. And to all of them, I say, "Thanks and God bless." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-108701267782936499?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/108701267782936499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=108701267782936499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108701267782936499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108701267782936499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/06/june-11-2004-day-to-remember.html' title='June 11, 2004 -- A Day to Remember...'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-108692510032410343</id><published>2004-06-10T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T23:30:39.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Today's Mass -- Musings about the Story of a Prostitute and a Sage</title><content type='html'>During today's evening mass, I was enthralled to see my favorite Gospel reading of &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/nab/bible/matthew/matthew5.htm#v20"&gt;Matthew 5:20-26&lt;/a&gt;, where Jesus lays down some tough guidelines regarding personal morality. Especially, verse 20, "I tell you, unless your righteousness surpasses that of the scribes and Pharisees, you will not enter into the kingdom of heaven," reminded me of this story told by Swami Ramakrishna Pramahansa. This is another case in point to my own conviction of how the Hindu Culture and Spirituality enables me to nourish my own Catholic faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a hermit who used to meditate under a tree that was opposite to a house that belonged to a prostitute. Whenever, a new customer visited the sinful lady's house, the hermit used to throw a stone to account for it. He had utter contempt for the lady's sinful life and soon the collection of stones constituted a mound. However, the prostitute always used to converse with God asking why she is not able to spend time in a good manner as that hermit who always ponders and meditates upon God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, both the prostitute and the hermit died and the prostitute was taken to heaven whereas the hermit was taken to the hell. Irked by the sudden change of fortune, the hermit asked Lord Yama (similar to St. Peter in Catholic stories), "While that prostitute who was always leading an unclean life was taken to heaven, why is this the place that you have reserved for people like me who had always spent our time meditating on God and His works?" To that, Lord Yama said, "While you were supposedly meditating on God, you were merely accounting for that lady's sins; whereas, that lady while in the act of committing the sin of adultery everytime, she was in communion with God asking for pardon and an opportunity to reform her life. Her invocations were much superior in the eyes of God, than your hubris. Hence the change of destinies for each of you. You got what you deserved and she got what she deserved."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-108692510032410343?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/108692510032410343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=108692510032410343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108692510032410343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108692510032410343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/06/at-todays-mass-musings-about-story-of.html' title='At Today&apos;s Mass -- Musings about the Story of a Prostitute and a Sage'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097785.post-108683317549470357</id><published>2004-06-09T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T00:16:22.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>President of India Declares Tamil as Classical Language</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/06/09/stories/2004060903251500.htm"&gt;The Classical Status of Tamil - The Hindu&lt;/a&gt; by S.S. Vasan, Rhodes Scholar, Trinity College, Cambridge, U.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tamil.berkeley.edu/Tamil%20Chair/TamilClassicalLanguage/TamilClassicalLgeLtr.html"&gt;Professor George L Hart's &lt;/a&gt;(Head, Department of Tamil Studies, University of California, Berkley, CA) Letter to the Government of India in 2000, exhorting a promulgation of Tamil as a Classical Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt; My Musings..&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was doing my MS Program at the University of Florida (UF), I was called to assist many Korean and Japanese Students in Linguistics, who were trying to pronounce some of the Tamil words for their linguistic phonetic analysis. I was told that their Professor (who is not a Tamil anyways) lauded Tamil as a great, ancient, language with intricate phonetics that can be an apt choice for their research. After they heard me talk and read out loud in Tamil, they shared their interest in knowing more about Tamil by saying, "We really do not understand what you spoke. However, after listening for a while, we do now appreciate that Tamil is one of the most melliflous, euphonic languages phonetically. It is pretty intricate and complex as well and has really inculcated an interest in us to know and learn more about this great language. Unfortunately, we do not have a Tamil Department at UF, do we?" I said, "Unfortunately, not." Well, the situation may well change with the greatest announcement made at the floor of the Indian Parliament, recently. Will this be one of reality or just one of those cherished dreams of mine? Remember the words of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe? "Dream no small dreams, for they have no power to move men."  As a meliorist, I am going to redact my views on the subject to show how this dream may well metamorphize to an imminent reality in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the recent years has made me so happy as this news that the new Congress(I) led United Progressive Alliance has made a decision to promulgate Tamil as a Classical Language, thereby paving the way for fostering further growth and eminence of this great, ancient language. The Gods certainly have a fine sense of humor because this major policy announcement was made at the floor of the Indian Parliament by President A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, himself being a Tamil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely thank the former Tamilnadu Chief Minister and DMK leader, Dr. Kalaignar. M. Karunanidhi, who was chiefly instrumental in realizing his long-cherished dream of declaring Tamil as a classical language. It is ironic that the very same Congress(I) Government, which during the days of the first Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru tried to impose Hindi on the Tamils has atoned for its folly by taking Tamil to its right seat of eminence. The Congress(I) President Mrs. Sonia Gandhi and the Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh rightly deserve our praise for removing the blot of such an imposition during the 1960s, which literally back-fired when it galvanized the Dravidian aspirations of the Tamils in the then Madras Presidency(now, State of Tamilnadu). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many of my American friends, I wish to point out that some of the English words that you use in contemporary parlance, say, &lt;em&gt;pariah&lt;/em&gt; ('pariah' means drummer -- a social outcast), &lt;em&gt;mullagatawny&lt;/em&gt; ('Mallaga Thawny' means Pepper-Water), &lt;em&gt;catamaran&lt;/em&gt; ('Kattu Maram' means 'tied logs'), etc. are directly originating from Tamil. Also, Tamil is still a language that is spoken by roughly 70 million people all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the benefits that will arise out of the latest announcement of elevating Tamil as a Classical Language will be as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; More seats of research will be opened for Tamil in various Universities and Centers across India. Many other Universities around the globe will follow suit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sanskrit always dominated the Indian scene as a classical language, thereby relegating Tamil to an inferior position, even though Tamil was more ancient than Sanskrit and is richer in its grammatical and literary content. Now, Tamil will achieve its own pride of position in Indian literature, archeology, epigraphy, etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; The University Grants Commission (UGC) &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; accept the Classical-Language status for Tamil. If that happens, many other World Universities will follow suit as well. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt; More Tamil works will get noticed by means of extensive translations and even in original forms in different parts of the world. During the era of the Soviet Union, many Tamil works were published in Moscow and distributed all around the globe, which stopped pretty much after its fall. Now, we can see more of Tamil works being published all around the globe, albeit not too soon, but for sure in future.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt; As an Engineering Student in India, I had then deposed before a high-level delgation in support of the then Tamilnadu Chief-Minister's aim of having Higher-Technical Education in Tamil. A renewed thrust is very much on the anvil for Scientific Tamil, especially when the Central Government will start funding for Tamil research along the lines of furthering Sanskrit research.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;While there is a controversy if the prayers to the Hindu deities be restricted only to Sanskrit, elevation of Tamil to the Classical Language status should encourage those who support Tamil as a suitable language to God as well. In &lt;em&gt; Tirumanthiram&lt;/em&gt; (Holy Chant) written by &lt;em&gt; Saint Tirumular &lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt; circa 4th century AD - 6th century AD&lt;/em&gt;), he sings thusly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என்னைநன் றாக இறைவன் படைத்தனன்&lt;br /&gt;தன்னைநன் றாகத் தமிழ்செய்யு மாறே&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;The Lord had created me pretty well,&lt;br /&gt;so that I can praise Him well in Tamil&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that ancient &lt;em&gt;Sithar&lt;/em&gt;(Saint) himself had implied that the good Lord preferred being lauded through Tamil, should the puritans be against it? Oh, thanks to the Second Vatican Council (1964) convened by Pope John XXIII, the Catholics made a significant stride in offering their Eucharistic Liturgy in vernacular languages as well, which until then was exclusively done in Latin only. Even today, many Traditional Catholics lament the loss of Latin in their worship, but still the Church and the Catholics have learnt to live with the times. Any time, a language is considered to be Divine, as Latin and Sanskrit is, they often end-up earning a notorious status -- &lt;em&gt; dead language&lt;/em&gt;. I only hope that Tamil ushers in this new era with its elevated status as a classical language by finding more acceptance with the Carnatic Music Singers and Priests of the Hindu Temples. &lt;/LI&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Many foreign nations (&lt;em&gt;Singapore has Tamil as an official-language&lt;/em&gt;) may declare Tamil as a Classical Language and if a handful of nations declare so, then United Nations can be approached to declare Tamil as an offical language with its cultural body -- UNESCO -- according Classical-Language status to Tamil, just similar to how it has done so, &lt;em&gt; inter alia &lt;/em&gt;, for languages like Arabic, Sanskrit and Persian.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrespective of the sudden euphoria around this promulgation of Tamil as a classical language, a little too late by the Government of India, one should not fail to take cognizance of the immense respect it commands at the international arena, where its classical status was never disputed. In &lt;em&gt;Encyclopedia Brittanica - Vol 21, William Benton, Chicago, 1972 pp 647&lt;/em&gt;, we find this: "Tamil language is one of the Principal Dravidian languages spoken in South India and perhaps the only example of an &lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;ancient classical language&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt; which has survived as a spoken language for more than 2500 years with &lt;U&gt;its basic structure almost unchanged.&lt;/U&gt;" And Professor George L. Hart of University of California at Berkley clearly gives the sockdolager on the subject when he wrote to the Government of India thusly: "Let me state unequivocally that, by any criteria one may choose, Tamil is one of the great classical literatures and traditions of the world. The status of Tamil as one of the great classical languages of the world is something that is patently obvious to anyone who knows the subject.  To deny that Tamil is a classical language is to deny a vital and central part of the greatness and richness of Indian culture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, from the year I landed in the United States in 1997, I was always moved by the yeoman efforts of non-Tamils at the &lt;a href="http://ccat.sas.upenn.edu/plc/tamilweb/"&gt;University of Pennsylvania's Tamil Learning Website&lt;/a&gt;. This is a wonderful case in point for the love and affection, Tamil commands from people who are beyond the borders of Tamilnadu and other Tamil speaking countries of Southeast Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7097785-108683317549470357?l=rexarul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/feeds/108683317549470357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7097785&amp;postID=108683317549470357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108683317549470357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7097785/posts/default/108683317549470357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rexarul.blogspot.com/2004/06/president-of-india-declares-tamil-as.html' title='President of India Declares Tamil as Classical Language'/><author><name>Rex Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05489015133353658105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EkDvHQUeWY/TKOztMDiyWI/AAAAAAAAEVE/9W0Hy2HbB8I/S220/24848_1365292485208_1018502033_1013477_6149544_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
