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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Long Walk To Freedom by Nelson Mandela

There have always been leaders who could be called as statesmen ,To be labelled as on ,certain virtues are called for ,like sincerity of purpose ,persistence in ideals ,and ability for self sacrifice for a greater cause ,such people are becoming rarer in public life people like Mahatma Gandhi and of course Nelson Mandela of South Africa .
I recently read the" long walk to Freedom "by Nelson Mandela his  Autobiography published in 1995 thanks to my book lover friend Wendy who lent me this excellent book .
Madiba as Mandela is endearingly known was the adopted heir of Thembu dynasty and was groomed to be a tribal leader ,Mandela means the one who pulls the branch of a tree which means the trouble maker ,he did live up to his name to the racial regime of the whites that ruled over South Africa with the hated apartheid system .
Mahatma Gandhi had done his bit as an young Indian lawyer in South Africa by opposing the inhuman system of segregating people by color in his own non violent protest and to young Mandela this appealed a lot .
As a budding lawyer he joined the African National congress and grew up the ranks .
He was for non violent protest but the Sharpeville massacre made him change his policies to a certain extent He knew that the regime that ruled South Africa would never bother unless they are pricked and hence to a certain extent advocated selective acts that would hurt the Government and its minions but with non violent protests as the dictum .
Nelson was put in prison and banned for several occasions and had to live underground for some years
Finally over the famous Rivolini trial he was incarcerated sfor more than 27 long years where for a major part he was in the infamous Robben island off Cape town .

“The authorities (at Robben Island) liked to say that we received a balanced diet; it was indeed balanced between the unpalatable and the inedible is his qoute on its diet 

The indignities and tortures he encountered and the pang of separation from his near and dear ones he went through is narrated very vividly .
“Prison itself is a tremendous education in the need for patience and perseverance. It is above all a test of one’s commitment says Nelson about those hard times 
Finally with international pressure increasing to release by then the well known prisoner of freedom Nelson was released by the authorities
“I always knew that someday I would once again feel the grass under my feet and walk in the sunshine as a free man”
he  went on to be the top negotiator with the government
 he went on to share the Nobel prize for peace with the South African president and was by then a well known world statesman and became South Africas first president on its freedom
Madiba is still active  for he says
“I dare not linger, for my long walk is not yet ended.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Norwegian Nostalgias

I had written this down in 2008 but never blogged it
So better late than never

In 2008 when me and Premila went to Stockholm Sweden to attend the European society of oncology conference ,
We decided to go to Oslo from there for a day as we had some relatives .
SAS Airlines takes just an hour to fly between Stockholm and Oslo ,

In Oslo dusk settles fast and the sky was overcast with a definite chill in the air as we sauntered down the spacious lobby to our waiting cousin couple .
( premilas cousin a Singapore citizen now a a Norwegian teacher is married to Andreas a Norwegian doctor )
After the initial warm up of meeting them we cruised in their sleek vehicle to Riechstag a drive of more than two hours from the airport .

The roads were neat and pristine ,but literally empty with a few cars zipping past ,
For us Indians  emptiness was always rare this was a treat .
The scenic landscape was mind blowing , there were farms with undulating green hillocks delicate as  a damsels waist , with intermittent mounds of grey hay clusters like the peeping wisps of a an ageing woman ,
Bright cottages with coloured roofs smoking chimneys  with warm lights glowing in their souls , twilight sky burnished by the setting sun ,meandering streams looking like shivas locks  ,pines and ferns growing tall like shy teenagers ,the hush of nature ,the twitter of the birds and all the other  secrets which nature reveals to us in some places ..
We stopped often to click and glimpse at these gifts of the divine .

Soon we crossed the Glomus a famous river of the country ,it was broad and flowing and we could feel the chill of its waters
We  went under a Moose bridge covered by green  ( moose  bridges are built over highways for moose to cross to reach the forest on the other side ) as Moose crossing by road could turn dangerous where  there was considerable damage when a speeding car hit them
 more to man than moose .

Moose incidentally is the national animal of Norway  , it was  something between a reindeer and a cow and was huge with big horns .
Moose meat was a known delicacy there and was said to be tasty though a bit stringy and hard .
We did taste it as Andreas had made a jugalbandhi moose curry for dinner flavoured with Indian spices for our spoilt tongues .
The towns were small with one stop restaurants bars ,schools and offices ,
cottages and villas were  neatly painted with box gardens ,trees ,and flowers punctuating the place .
Everything was well organized and neat but people were hard to find ,either there was mass exodus  or enforced hibernation or they went to bed early !
Even petrol bunks were  unmanned so were  parking slots and this created  an eerie sense of desolateness reminding me oof the Salems lot
( Stephen kings famous novel and later film  ).

We reached the clinic of Andreas our brother in law from Norway ,went inside and discussed the ergonomics of a Norwegian medical practioner ,with three of us doctors ( premila ,me and Andreas )and a teacher Sudha  (Premilas cousin )  the subject should have been boring only to one !
you know who !

Home and to a sumptuous dinner lovingly prepared by the couple with both Norwegian and Indian flavours tickling our palates .

The huge cottage with an internal swimming pool was homely with wooden floors ,wide verandahs and soft cushions ,bathrooms had floor heating which was a first for me ,their  warmth and of our hosts spread into our hearts as we slumbered like babies  in the cosy bed for an undisturbed sleep .

Morning was bright and sparkling and with a cuppa of warmth we went under the apple tree in the compound which rained juicy fruit  and walked over mushey apples strewn in the ground plucking ripe ones and crunching their sweet delights .
A walk into the town made us see more empty roads and lovely picture postcard cottages
One lingering thought we had of Norway was its emptiness .
Norway has high taxes but provides security for its seniors giving them good houses to stay medical facilities and all the necessities till they die ,the idea is work hard during productive years pay tax and the government looks after you in old age ,lovely ( only hassle don’t die early )
 Oslo city where we went to later in the day dispelled the notions  of emptiness as it was as crowded as any modern city could be .
Norway had a checkered history being under several countries over the times ,the early vikings were known for being fierce seafarers and Norway even today has retained its romance with the sea ,some of the best sailors and naval men are from this country and it is known for ship building and navigation .The Viking museum in Oslo is just the place one needs to visit to dip into the fable of the great Vikings ,bearded and tall these brave men of the past strode tall in their exquisite boats which were as sturdy and powerful as them ,the boats were huge and were buried along with their statesmen and have been unearthed now to be housed in the museum ,every boat had the essentials needed for the nobleman and even his servants were buried with them ,the museum could take one back to those ages when the savage wildeness of the earth  was dared by the strength of the men who inhabited it .
One bounces back to the present after leaving the museum to drive along the roads of the city ,climbing up a hilly road which  lead one to the famous ski jump where many have skimmed down into fluffy snow for the winter Olympics ,the jump has a park around it with benches for picnickers and this is where we had our lunch when  Andreas our Norwegian doctor brother in law joined us for an indian lunch eaten with hands
this evoked considerable curiousity for the locals as they saw one of their own  sitting with two Indian women and an Indian guy comfortably tucking in with his  fingers the  spicy concoctions with ease !

There was a statue of the Norwegian king gazing at us benignly as he retuned from sking with all his dogs ,it is said he died of frostbite after one such excursion .
Down the hill and into downtown Oslo we saw the heritage buildings like the parliament the Nobel hall where the Nobel peace prize is given even though all the others are given in Sweden
We went into the cruise harbour and almost into a huge cruise ship which was getting ready to embark to Germany ,we did stop before getting into its bowels and into probably an unwelcoming Germany !
The opera house  a recent landmark to the city with its sloping roof touching  the floor one could walk up the roof and gaze the skyline .
And suddenly it was all over as it was time for us to return

Our Norwegian romance ended there but then we had fallen  in love with the country and its people  for ever
Night  saw us flying back to Stockholm after fond farewells .

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Krishna ..Dance Ballet

Sobhana is one south indian film actress I admire because she posseses a combination of  an aesthetic sense and etheral beauty which is rare .
The myraid emotions that lights up her face can come  only  because of her inherent  natural talent ,professional training and hard work over many years in classical dancing .
Holder of two national awards Shobana is well known for her creative choreography works as much as for  her histrionic capabilities in the big screen .
I had seen her fusion of dance with  her group of dancers in combination with a tabla maestro some years back .
In fact she was nice enough to do this programme as a fundraiser for our Shilpa Society society at Ernakulam fine arts hall .It  was a resounding sucess ,one thing that struck me then was her dedication to her passion
on that day as the evening grew the  crowd was waiting to get into thier seats
Shobana had told us not to allow anybody into the hall  till 6.30pm as she needed a final dress rehersal and I nervously looked into the hall ,she was up there in the stage admonishing and encouraging her dancers to thier best to the last minute ,at 6.30 pm sharp she allowed us to get the audience in and left to the green room ,in ten minutes the show started and she was there fully made up and looking lovely .
So when I got an oppurtunity to watch her latest ballet Krishna in Al Ain club cinema I was delighted ,thanks to my friend I could even get a front row VIP seat.

Krishna the supreme cowherd the lover of all good things but at the same time the greatest philosopher who existed  whose Bhagvad Gita is primordial and infinite in its sermon  of life .
To make a dance musical on such a pesonality with such varied dimensions is no easy feat .
Shobana had achieved this to perfection ,be it in her personification of the supreme diety ,her body language ,benign smile which conveyed   so much meaning ,her  subtle graceful connulations  of her slender hips ,every delicate twist of her lithe body ,every stance emoted every fleeting flush of her face  conveyed infinite meanings ,the flute lover the cowherd the lord of the Yadavas ,the advisor par excellence ,the schemer in the Mahbaharatha and the yogi who gets shot by the final arrow which ends the earthly life was depicted with so much sensitivity .,one could feel the presence of Krishna himself .
The dance team were no less in thier perfections be it the beautiful Radha besotted in her love for her Krishna  ,Arjuna whose baritone voice( voice given by tamil star Surya )  booms in righteousness as he faces the destruction ahead in he Great war while  he teeters on the precipe of indecison till his charioteer Krishna eulogises on Dharma in the immortal Bhagvad gita and gives him a glimpse of his supreme self as theMahavishnu himself .
the scene was enthralling and enchanting .
The lack of complicated props and scenes were  finely compensated by the  intircacies of the choreography ,the excuisite selection of the right musical tracks ranging from a cinematic Boombara bar  to the lilting strains of a Rahmans Lagaan  or the rumbustouness of Kathakali drums .
The small child who comes as the infant Krishna felling demoness boothana with an innocent mischievous smile makes one wonder where she got such an excellent talent in a child of that age .
It was a musical treat that whetted my sensibilites  
 I congragulate Shobana for her dedication in carrying the right notes of a culture so deep and ancient to the far corners of the world by this wonderful creation of hers

dont miss this

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Ayallum Njannum Thammil

This recent Malyalam movie by Lal jose  Ayallum njanum thamil which means he and me explores the relationship between a senior and a junior doctor ,
Amritham Gamaya where the brilliant actor called Mohanlal acted to a script written  by the very legendary writer  M.T Vasudevan nair also fell into this genre ( Karamanna was the senior in that movie )

Being a part of the medical profession I am well aware of a relationship that can develop between two doctors one senior and the other junior it goes beyond thier professional skills and barriers and skirts on an emotional plane .
It takes time for such a platonic friendship or mentorship to evolve but it does happen as it has to me on two occasions
Me with Dr V.P Gangadharan about whom Iam yet to write a post
Dr Ahmed Ali who was my teacher in Kilpauk Medical college see post below ....

The movie has delved into the nuances of a doctors life with a lot of sincerity and it could do so well because one of its script writers was a doctor himself ,giving it an elelement of authenticity .
several times the decisons made by a medical professional could be used against him if things go wrong though the intentions would have been genuine and noble
the present reflex reactions of crowds on unhappy results in medical  treatement  by  physicially maiming doctors ( an urologist recently was stabbed to death in Abudhabi ) and venting thier anger on hospitals or clinics have spread virally specially in Kerala ,this is well depicted in the film .
A doctor can act for the best with his professional knowledge experience  and his skills guided by his conscience and the hippocratic oath which he takes on graduation but the results could be unexpected at times , deep trust between a pateint and a doctor is needed to accept such situations .
Matirealism  commercialistion of  medical courses  and protective medicine ( in fear of litigation and insurance ) has made a dent into the medical profession to a certain extent and created black sheeps just like in any other profession .
on the other side mistrust and hyperbole by vested intrests amongst patients and thier relatives who indulge in violence and vandalism have made the medical professionals feel like hunted specimens
in spite of such risks there are still doctors who take risks for good ends
Pratap Pothen in the film is  one such senior doctor and  a fine example to  a harassed junior doctor enacted by Prithviraj who matures from a chocolate romantic college hero into a grilled professional by the end of the film
The cool wind that graces his bearded countenance is like a blessing from his departed mentor who taught him by his deeds what all being a doctor really was .

a movie taken well
 please  see it

Thursday, November 01, 2012


When there is monarchy we have only one king and if he is good the country is happy like in the UAE
but in a democracy there are so many kings and if most of them are bad the country is unhappy like to a certain extent  in India .
over the years Indian politicians have lost thier ethics
Muscle money caste religion nexus dictates winners in elections so democracy turns a  a farce
of course people can still voice thier opinions freely but whistle blowers attacks are  on the rise and this too is becoming dangerous .
For the level headead law abiding citizen there is no forum to turn for justice , as instituions which tradionally uphold the constitution and fundamental rights flounder under pressure or pleasure ,
the politician over the year has become more bold even in the face of technologically smart media with its exposures he preens in his evil ways and gets away with it .
One thinks lack of education could be the cause as in most cited examples of the BIMARI states but Gods own country with its often acclaimed status as a fully literate one behaves the most illiterate .
The politicians  smug with thier assured vote banks  on caste communal connotations are arrogant and stoop to anything to achieve thier ends .
One fine example is the recent live ranting of a sub inspector of police by a congress party worthy his choice dialogues were spewed out in the full glare of the TV cameras as he snubbed the poor inspector who was doing his job by accusing him of putting on a  Suresh Gopi act while at the same time himself aptly  fitting the role of the screen villain politician very well .
the only difference in reality  is it is  the villain who wins here instead of the hero 
He victoriuosly has his say and needs fulfilled with some popularity thrown in by his circus acts admired by  his gloating puppets
in this  land of  great men  like shri Abdul Kalam Azad to whom modesty and humility come as a virtue we also have such leaders !
All thier non chalance would come to an end if met with a stern and fair leader who would stand no nonsense as bullies never thrive where there is fear but this state is only a daydream for every patriot and could never come true alas .

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

English Vinglish

Sridevi is an actress I have seen growing .
As a child she acted as  Murugan in Thiruvilayadal and grew up as a charming child artiste alongside an equally talented childstar Kamalahassan ,both of them would become one of the most succesful screen pairs later in life with movies like padinaru vayadinilee ,meendum kokila and moonram pirai  later taken in Hindi as Sadma .
Sridevi  became a succesful bollywood heroine and had acted in many other south and north indian language films
Now in her fifties married to Boney Kapoor with two daughters she  leads a blissful family life
 SriDevi has bounced back with her new film English Vinglish .

I think she set a standard with this for any comeback film .
 An elegant slim svelte Sridevi carries herself with aplomb speaking with her eyes and body language the emotions of a traditional Marathi housewife who travels to the  United States of America and to the big Apple itself with not knowing a word of  English and bearing a terrible inferiority complex because of this  .
Her travel is to attend and organise her nieces wedding in New York .
her  family in Mumbai would join  a month later .
Her teen daughter  is  a snob and never misses an oppurtunity to embarass and hurt her mother for her poor knowledge of English
her husband too subtly encourages the ridicule and indulges in sarcasm often
Sashi as she is known in the movie is an expert in cooking and her delicous ladoos are much awaited .in all functions .
she does a small catering business too.
Sashi is very anxious during her  flight to the  US but luckily she has a genial passenger sitting next to her in the flight  our very Amitabh Bachan  who gives her all assistance and the needed confidence to sail through

In New York Sashi learns about an english speaking class which promises to teach in 4 weeks spoken english and she joins it telling no one
the director has done a good job in scripting the characters  in the class ,
there is a happy go lcuky Pakistani driver ,a bespectacled square Tamilian who aches for his mother and for idli in that order  , a morose African who listens more than speaks , a plumpy Spanish maid who drifts to sleep all the time and  a chithcattering Chinese lass whom the Pakistani driver promptly  starts to charm from  the beggining and wins in the end .
and then there is that quite handsome smiling   French chef who is so  understanding and caring to Sashi and finally  falls in love with her !!
Sashi the traditonal Indian housewife wife loves her husband and family too much to succumb to such advances but traces of confusion are shown subtly by the director when she rebuffs the frenchmans affection .
David sir the gay teacher of the class is another intresting character .
The climax happens with Sashi winning all the way both in conquering English and also in love from a regretful daughter and husband who now realise her true value .
the big colourful indian wedding is there with all its dance song and rombustiousness .
during the weddding reception Sashi is asked to and  delivers a speech in slow but confident english and every single word comes from her  heart   on love and family and hurt
A  message not only to the new couple butto all watching the movie too
A delightful movie with no flaws
Sridevi has proved herself as a great actress and needs a national award for this

you have to see it.people ...... no xcuse

Friday, September 21, 2012

Mavericks in Indian politics

Indian politicians are mostly mavericks so the selected below are mavericks of high grade

Mamata Banerjee the fiery Bangla lawyer chief minister who single handedly axed the CPM out of the writers building in Kolkata ( the secretariat of west Bengal )which they had occupied for aeons .
Mamata fits in well with the label of a maverick
she is impulsive dramatic and an angry middle aged women fitting well  to the revelutionary fervour of the Bengali psyche .
The ultimatum she has given to the congress at the centre now could shake the polity a bit and could pave  way for future confabulations .
with all her imperviousness she is also a machiavellian politician whose larger ambiton would be to occupy the Primeministerial Gaddi in the near future .she knows the seat is up for  the gamble in the near future and she wants to be a possible contender .

Uma Bharati the inflamable sanyasin of the BJP would fit the maverik label well
be it her antics in Ayodhya ,or her challenging L.K. Advani himself  in her party or  by her robust speeches

 how can one forget Mayawati when we talk of maveriks
The great benefactor of the downtrodden and the lower castes had spend crores of rupees for erecting her own statues when her state reeled in poverty ,cooling her heels outside power for now the maverik would return anytime with a bang knowing our country

Jayalalitha the hooded empress of Tamilnadu continues to dance her way into the hearts of Tamils just like she did in  films years back 
She  never ceases to be the prime destroyer of her bete noir the dark goggled octogenarian polygamist Karunananidhi ,she is a maverick at times but also a mature stateswomen at other  times
most of the above examples   are females

this does not mean we have no male competiton 
the ancient Raj Narain  wh o was famous for defeating Indira Gandhi himself is a prime choice
from wearing sarees to drinking urine he has done it all
then of course we have our home bred Bihari Lalu himself who pu lts a front as a  country bum with a cleaver brain ticking  behind all along .
one can include Suresh Kalmadi who played the right and wrong  game in sports administration and made a packet for himself and his patrons in this group

cud have missed many more
as I  said difficult when the place is filled with mavericks

Friday, September 14, 2012

Dr .K.K.Haridas ...condolences

Dr Haridas the eminient cardiologist of Amritha Institute of medical sciences Kochi,Kerala is  no more .
I learnt this recently and was very sad .
Iam neither a professional colleague nor a close friend of Dr Haridas but as he would have for so many people he had made a touch in my life not to be forgotten .
Years back when myself and my wife were still a young couple bewildred at the storm that life gave us after a fairy tale romance and marriage  had gone to CMC hospital vellore taking our young mentally challenged daughter  Shilpa .
We had gone there to find a surgical remedy for her Ventricular Septal defect better known in common parlalnce as a hole in the heart .
this was one amongst her many problems .
VSD some times closes spontaneously but if big  can produce ireversible changes leading to cardiac failure .
We did not want this to happen to our dear daughter .
Christian medical college is a well known tertiary referral centre in South India but the cardiolgist we saw there lacked the very organ which he was specialised in !
he discouraged us and asked us whether  it  was cost effective to do such a surgery for a mentally challenged child and  also confirmed  that as a policy CMCH  would not  waste thier time on such cases !
This angered us  and hurt us a lot ,
she was our child and it was our decison and who was he to  stop it .

so we went to Madras ( todays Chennai ) and met the very famous cardiothoracic surgeon Dr Cherian .
who was in vijaya hospital at the time .
cherian a man of few words sized the situation and also our hurt very quickly he also knew we would need some concessions for the surgery .
Dr Haridas was the cardiologist then in the same team and Dr Cherian entrusted us to him .
we still remember how Dr Haridas took us and showed us around and gave us words of encouragemnt  The surgery too went off well .
After a few years Shilpa too left us .

years later Dr Haridas came to Kochi joining Amritha hospital and we met him once .
We told him about Shilpas loss  and about the school we started in her memory ,he not only remebered Shilpa well but came to our school and donated a very useful physiotherpay equipment .

Dr Haridas was a brilliant student  erudite scholar and emininet cardiologist and also  son of the legendary Dr Krishnadas of Trivandrim Medical college .

it is unfortunate to hear Dr Haridas is no more .
May his soul rest in peace .

Thursday, September 06, 2012

Prime politics

Most Indian politician don’t do their jobs but they are multi talented

We need to be receptive to their capabilities and use these to the benefit of our nation instead of constantly grumbling of their uselessness

Some small examples below of how this can be done …..

Bashing and punching inside the parliament and Assemblies of members is very common these days

We can have live TV coverage and legal betting on these heated sparrings this can turn into a goldmine if well marketed and will fetch lots of advertisements .

For example …..

Watch today 11 am…… Shri Bilawant sher singh of Lokhandwala constituency of UP biting into shri Ram Makhanpuri of Bhandepur constituency of Bihar ,( warning some of the scenes could be gory )

Dracula times ……. blood letting shot live in 3 assemblies experienced partymen draw blood from each other jumping over galleries

( warning these are professionals ….untrained people should not try this at home )

Watch tonight Bruce lee Banwarial l yadav throwing Salem shanmugham into the well of the house in one throw

Sunday 6pm recording replays of choice explectives series ….. this would be the weeks collection of rare auditory outpouring s of our elected representatives recorded by Oscar award winning Rasool Pookutty himself ( warning tender souls to wear earpieces to avoid tympanic damages )

Late night show Hijra MP from Madhya Pradesh does special Mujra dance on opposition tables

( watch only after children sleep) psst includes lap dance too !!!

Robotic dances from west Bengal could be shown at 9pm daily in National TV

Our new president himself would do it in the Mughal gardens of Rastrapathi Bhavan live to the tunes of Rabindra sangeeth

“ The Macroeconomics of being the right puppet in an emerging economy “by our PM

Would be the Republic day special for all networks

How to make puppets dance without even strings could be a popular educational series run by a well known Italian celebrity

How to squash flies and other enemies just like that talk show demonstration by MM Mani of Kerala

Emerging Kerala with submerging funds ,the looting chronciles lecture series in Keralas regional network on Friday prime time

Munnar matters ….. sarcastic comedy series by an octogenarian politician with shrugging shoulders syndrome

How to make good friends with jailed suspects ,talk series specially recorded from Kannur

Hartal holidays travel special by RED tours ltd

Snakes and lotuses ( thamara and pambus ) sponsored series by Beverages corpn

Alagiri films sole production released all over India and the world at same the time would show how disappearing sons could reappear with crores of rupees

Karunanaidhi from Chennai tinted glasses and three wives fame could be interviewed on

Veeranam to Cooum it is all money money ………. in veteran files

Amma and Sasikala breakfast show on capes and corruption in Tamil an exclusive from two leaves production s

Hamera banega crorepathi by MA Raja with anchor Kanimozhi made for u in Tihar jail

From Karnataka to Argentina part one travelogue would be immediately followed by Karnataka to Sweden and neighbouring countries……… this particular seires would run for approximately two years to cover the whole tours

Special focus would be educational inputs on how to conduct study tours when droughts plague home countries

How to keep smiling while states reel in debt would be the fashion show specials by these worthies

How to make Biriyani for terrorists would be the biggest cooking show of the year

Mahesh Bhatt and Shabana Azmi would stress on how good Biriyanis can change terrorist psyches

ArundhatiRroy could give expert comments

Believe it or not series on Anna Hazare on how to fast without any benefit for anyone

This one would l compete for rankings from Yogi Ramdev demonstrations how to get out black stools er sorry black moneys by inappropriate abdominal contortions

sports channels can have field days

One suresh kalmadi could make money for all of them

How commonwealth can be converted to personal wealth ……tricks form the great wizard of sports suresh kalmadi special

Juggling show by sugar cane biting Sharad pawar where he would juggle in prime time with BCCI and agriculture with his feet upside down

Monday, August 27, 2012

snoring stories

My daughter in her early twenties   had been with us for a month now and was planning to leave back to her studies in India in a couple of days .

 she wanted to sleep with both of us together last night for a change before she left us

A small yearning to be the small girl again and be with both her dad and mum together

 we too loved it

For the last several days mother and daughter had left me alone in the master bedroom  to brood

And so we chatted away and laughed a lot and slowly sleep took us over

just like those old days

After a small quick nap the bright light switched on woke me up

I saw Sruthi my daughter going back to the next room !

Me …..What happened molle ( dear ) …… ?

Sruthi…..Am, going back to my room to sleep …

Me ….Why ?

Sruthi… nothing ,   can’t sleep here !

Me …..Oh and why so ?

Sruthi….Acha ( Dad )       look   one can manage to sleep with one person snoring as it was for me the last one month but two of you together and in different tones and pitches is too much to bear !
You know as soon as I managed to grunt, shout, squeak, shake or even tweet the nose of my mother and she stopped, you would start where she left !

Do You have a relay system or what?

How united you are in this ?

Made for each other indeed !

I smiled sheepishly in the dark as she put out the light and walked off.

The funny thing about snoring is it is something that is never known by the snorer .

I always prided myself as one who never snored though I had a suspicion I sort of made blubbery sounds from my lips as I fell asleep

that didn’t count as real snoring does it ?

In my dreamy state it was like a soothing lullaby and it just heralded me to the bliss of somnia

Of course many of us snore  with different styles of our own

And sleep medicine is a great specilaity these days where effective measures reduce snoring and prevent something known as sleep apnea where one tends to stop breathing momentarily  !


We had no such pathological snoring of this kind
just some harmless non poisonous  rumbling you see

So I thought till yesterday !!

Talking about snoring We once had a guest who came to our house in Cochin and that was ages back when we had this small clinic attached to the house 

 on that particular occasion we had plenty of relatives visiting from the native village for a function occupying different rooms in the house .

This said gentleman insisted that he was happy to lie on the floor of the hall and he would sleep slowly watching TV late into midnight as this  was his regular habit  and so we agreed to his whim but warned him  of the presence of patients coming to the ante room clinic near the hall in the morning .

He guffawed and said ….. I would be up and about by  dawn as we are from the village you know and we hardly miss the sunrise there

I still don’t remember whether he meant sunset or sunrise  for he was deep asleep at 8.30 am
and out of our graciousness to a guest we didn’t shake him or pour a bucket of water on him!

Though I was sorely tempted to do so

Here was somebody who could sleep through a nuclear explosion with a smile on his face

Well I had no issues, let him sleep but couldn’t he have done it quietly

He seemed to have been a record holder in the Olympics in the snoring category as we came to know from the others who were traitorous enough not to have warned us of this knowledge .

The sounds that emanated that day amongst the coughs and sneezes of our patients was of high decibels

It ranged in several rare ragas

Wild and tame animals were mimicked

one minute we would be in the deep jungle as wild pigs rampaged amongst snorting crocodiles elephants bellowed while lions road  mice squeaked and ducks quacked

Resool pookuty the sound engineer who got an Oscar would have been delighted to get those rare sounds on record for posterity

The patients sniggered and some asked me

Doctor where did you get this special piece of art from?

Well he is a great artist, with great difficulty we had brought him from a far land because we were told that the vibrations that emanate from his snore  are part of a special vasthusasthra and does wonders to our fortunes !   ....I countered

And thus when the last patient had smiled away our man rose with a guttural farewell to his snoring paradise and squeaked his eyes open

Chaya chaya ( Tea Tea ) he bellowed

That was the most delicous sound to our ears that day .

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