Thursday, April 26, 2007

The Feeling of Difference

I am writing this after 3 days of our temple festival. We all have a wonderful time back in my village. There I can see the innocent smiles on the faces of my villagers. Everywhere I find the happiness. There is a special attraction of goddesses Kali in the festival times, seeming like she is more powerful.

It’s a festival of many, festival of lights, sounds, music, color, togetherness, love, compassion, flowers, devotion, etc. How can I describe “The Feeling of Difference”?

The pooja’s conducted in front of the Kali makes each a divine feeling. The devotees participated in worships with utmost concentration and I think they get the result in return at once.


Many cultural programs staged in these 3 important days.

1st day it’s the time for the drama named ‘Muthappan’, by Kozhikode Sankeerthana. A high pitched classical ancient historical drama which owns about 42 awards in different categories. I watched it with a keen interest. Though I am craze about the live theatre.

2nd day we have eared for the voice of living legend Shri. Kedamangalam Sadanandan, well known story teller (Kadhaprasangam) in Malayalam language. While going through ‘Karnan’, an important character in the famous Indian epic Mahabharata, we can feel we are with Karnan and the old Indian heritage. After the story telling I met him in person and talked with Sadanandan master. It was a great opportunity for me. Though he is around 83 years of age still powerful in his art form and talks and his excellent memories. No doubt he is a versatile genius.

Last was the day for classical music and dance. A 7th standard girl named Niya Joy’s first stage program was conducted. She has a thrilling voice. She secured many prizes and won many competitions. She started from low tempo and reached the high at the end of the concert. The magnificent dance performance by Amalu Shaji and Prathibha Kalamandalam brings the audience on to the horizons.

I took part in these sacred days actively. I wandered temple premises most of the times alone. Its my wish and it happened!


Thursday, April 19, 2007

The Monk who sold his Ferrari

The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari is the story of Julian Mantle, a superstar lawyer whose out-of-balance lifestyle leads him to an almost fatal heart attack in a packed courtroom. His physical collapse brings on a spiritual crisis that forces him to confront the condition of his life and seek answers to life’s most important questions. Hoping to find happiness and fulfilment, he embarks upon an extraordinary odyssey to an ancient culture, where he discovers a powerful system to release the potential of his mind, body and soul, and learns to live with greater passion, purpose and peace. Blending the spiritual wisdom of the East with the success principles of the West, this inspiring tale shows you a pathway for living with greater courage, balance, abundance and joy.

A must read book.

Author: Robin Sharma


Wednesday, April 18, 2007

LCR import and Bacardi RUM


I have completed the LCR importing of W01, W03, W05, E01 and E03 carrier’s. A hectic task was successfully completed.

LCR is the acronym for Least Cost Routing. In international voice telecommunications, Least Cost Routing (LCR) is the process that provides customers with cheap telephone calls. Within a telecoms carrier, an LCR team will be choosing routes from between twenty to over one hundred suppliers for five hundred or more destinations across the world on a weekly or even daily basis to maintain a competitive cost base and acceptable call quality.

Thanks to Georg my colleague for providing me the right directions.

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Never miss any opportunity when you are feeling happiness and satisfaction away from your materialistic life.

This time I enjoyed with Bacardi rum, of course very rich in taste. When added with lemonades I feel the difference in flavor.

Consumption of RUM is never injurious to health because,

RUM is: Regular Use like Medicine.

hahaha


Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Change


"Change is the one always changes".

Monday, April 16, 2007

Death's Pale Flag


Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath


Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Thou art not conquer'd. Beauty ensign yet

Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,

And Death's pale flag is not advanced there.


Friday, April 13, 2007

Happy Vishu


Wishing you all a prosperous and harmonious Vishu celebrations ahead. May lord bless you all...

Uphill by Christina Rossetti

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day's journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.


Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Reflections

"In moments of deep love there are glimpses of the orginal face, although those glimpses now come as reflections. Just as a full moon night you see the moon reflected in the silent lake, so does love function as a lake. The moon reflected in the lake is the beginning of the search for the real moon. If you have never seen the moon reflected in the lake, you may never search for the real moon. You will go again and again in to the lake to search for the moon because in the begin you will think, 'This is where the real moon is deep down at the bottom of the lake'. You will dive again and again and you will come up emptyhanded, you will not find the moon there. Then one day it will dawn on you, that may be this moon is just a reflection. That is a great insight. Then you can look upwards. Then where is the moon, is this is a reflection? If it is a reflection, you have to look in the opposite direction. The reflection was there, deep in the lake - the real must be above the lake. For the first time you look upwards and the journey has started."


Monday, April 02, 2007

The Man of Tao

"He goes his way

Without replying on others

And doesnot pride himself

On walking alone

While he doesnot follow the crowd.

He won't complain of those who do

Rand and reward

Make no appeal to him

Disgrace and shame

Do not deter him."