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Saturday, November 30, 2019

The Drums of love

The burnished lamp glowed in its efflugence .
He looked from a corner lost in the crowd .

The line of fine elephants stood swaying , thier tiny eyes crinkled in amusement .
The drums beat in synched unison .
The cymbals clanged thier full stops ,the mathalam thier commas .
The elephant keepers stood shifting sand in their long hours watch .
The crowd was in a frenzy mesmerised with the rythm thier hands jerking up with the beat .
Exopthalmic eyes open they watched in a trance .
To them there was nothing else but the drum beat and those gentle giants .

But to him his search went beyond
He was looking out for something which made his heart beat faster.

He had watched so for decades now .

She would always come in resplendent white mundum neriyathum , her lithe slim countenance sailing like a floating angel .

The gentle smile on her face was still the same from the time she wore a golden blouse and skirt ,
 in those days he a humble temple worker still had some wild hope that he would win her hand ,the hand of the darling of the royal family itself .

He never dared to tell it out but just watched with mountains of love at his etheral beauty .

Her forehead head shone with brightness and the sandalwood paste on it glowed,
Her popping eyes shadowed her setting sun red full lips
He would particularly zoom into those lips and think about the time he would posess its softness.
Her nape of the neck with its gentle down disappeared in fine elegance to forbidden frontiers and his mind would almost feel his nose touching them .
But his love stayed as it was

Did she even know he existed when she got married in the same temple ?

The 6 foot bald man was disgusting to his eyes though he heard he hailed from kottakal kottaram and was a great match .

Later she came only for vritchikotsavam  every year more older tireder and sadder though her beauty never dimmed .

She would clutch her children close ,with time they would clutch her as she grew older and slower .
He lasted all along in the same job and  never married
He just didnt want and had none to take care of .
He looked forwards to watching the love of his life every year.
He had retired 10 years back
 they asked him to at 70 years

Now he stayed in a tiny room nearby mostly eating in temple .
old aqauintances  saw that Unniettan never starved
The ettan who loved laxmi thamburatti for 60 years .
He watched her once again leaning on a pillar
His body just slumped as he fell
They quickly carried him to hospital but he had left the world as quietly as he lived .

Laxmi thampratti asked her grand daughter
Endha kutti avide ?
Whats happening ?

Ammmamma one old man fell down maybe your admirer !
They all laughed

Laxmi too sighed
 true i had lots she said

The drums beat till dawn

Sree poornathresiya temple


I consider myself lucky to live just  200 meters from an ancient temple
Sree Poornathrayeesa .

Thura means a  port on the banks of river Poorna with a Thiru which is a respectful connotation so its Thiru..Poorni...Thura later becoming Thripunithura .

It also comes from poorna thrayee which is lord of 3 vedas .

The place was an ancient land of vedic learning called veda poorni where Arjuna comes with an idol in his poorni or bag of arrows which he places in this area and by pun it is pooni thura or open poorni as thura means open in malayalam .

Arjuna was given the idol of lord Vishnu as Santhana Gopala or giver of children for childless
A form of Vishnu not seen usually here hes sitting on the celestial serpent Adiseshah instead of lying down in ananthasayanam
He sits cross legged one leg folded one hanging down with four hands one with Chakra or swivelling diskette a weapon one with Sanghu or conch one with lotus and other resting on Seshan the serpent seat .

Once a brahmin kept losing his children one by one they kept dying as children and in those days people can blame thier king for thier fate unlike these days where the peoples fate is decided by the bloody politicians ..
So brahmin keeps cursing the king for every childs death
When his 8 th child dies Arjuna happened to be with the king, he promises the brahmin that he will protect the child born from death but that child too dies though Arjuna tries to save child he fails .

The brahmin ridicules Arjuna for his great words and dejected Arjuna tries to jump into a fire to end his life , but Krishna stops him as he loves Arjuna ,tells him to get all children if he can find out
Krishna plays a celestial game
Arjuna travels to several world paathaalam swarga naraga indra etc but in vain finally krishna helps him in doing so during this time krishna shows Arjuna the maha Vishnu form and Arjuna trembles with fear and piety
Krishna gives an idol of santhana gopala to Arjuna and tells him to consecrate it in a suitable spot
Arjuna asks Vinayaka to help him and he finds out Poorna river bank .
Vinayaka falls in love with the place and occupies it himself
Arjuna pushes him to west corner and keeps main idol in sanctum sanctorum
Initially the idol is in moolastaanam a temple in west of present one Poonithura Krishna temple
Later its moved into puthan palace temple by Cochin royal family and still later to present location .
Poirnathrayeesan is elder brother of Chotanikara amma whose temple is 10 km away .
One of most important festivals is Vritscikotsavam and falls in nov dec its for 8 days and on 4th day a very important ritual happens its Thriketta ir offering by devotees into a golden pot
Huge lines stand to do that ..same day elephant is caprisoned in gold
In 2016 the Cochin Dewaswom which manages the temple wanted to melt old caprison and make new one
Dewaswoms are an anamoly for hindu temples
Filled with politicians who loot it they do anything which benifits them
The royal family pleads to dewaswo

m not to melt gold as new one cannot be made before vritscikotsavam but its done
That year there was no gold caprison and it hurt so many tks to the dewaswom .
Such is the history of this great temple

Sunday, November 17, 2019

Chinese Tibet

Chinese Tibet ...

In 1951 China signed an acession agreement with Tibet and in 1959 Dalai lama escaped into India
My post of his escape
http://hariwrite.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-escape-of-dalai-lama.html?m=1

After a decade of supression cruelty and  destruction of Tibet the Chinese gave more freedom built good infrastructure and attracted the younger generation who found life more easier with greater pleasures than thier old forgotten country .
Today with train from Beijing to Lhasa Tibet is very much part of China .
The Tibet which we went round mount Kailas was still in the process of modernisation .
It was never easy as geographically Tibet is a rugged plateau with high altitudes and building roads and  bridges and towns was an uphill task but rely on the Chinese to take hard tasks easily .
Overland route from kathmandu the capital of Nepal to mount Kailas was around 948 km
It went over Himalayan mountains
The border between Nepal and China and the customs building was in a place called
Keyrong .
It was reached after 2 hardy days of travel in bumpy narrow roads on high mountains and sheer falls .
Nepali villages were dusty unkempt in plains
In hills they were cute with flowers but the way up was filled with danger of imminent landslides .
We managed to avoid some but once needed to walk through a narrow edge where a landslide had destroyed road and reached other side to take a bus on other side arranged for us
Finally we reached Keyrung .
The Nepali custom was in a ramshackle building and we could see a big bridge on other side was China and its building was new big and neat .
We had to wait on bridge for some hours as one German couple with our troupe had to come the next day due to some visa issue .
Later we went to other side and sailed through very efficient customs .
We got into spank new buses and good roads but later roads became bad as they were being built and we needed to go off road though there were large empty spaces to go off road but they were bit muddy with rains and several times one of our troupes 2 buses kept sinking in mud and we had to wait for a JCB to pull it out .
By the time we reached Manasarovar after staying in a city called Saga for acclimitastion for 2 days it was like a very long journey .
Saga itself was a fine city with broad roads traffic lights hotels shops etc
Manasarovar gave us first glimpse of Kailas which was an emotional moment .
No one is allowed to swim or take bath these days in the freezing waters of the lake .
There was a bathing area where water was let in
Some of us just washed our faces including me .
We stayed in Manasarovar for a night next day morning we did some pujas offerrings for ancestors who had left us and then went to Drachen our final city with civilised hotels etc by late afternoon
Evening we walked up as an exercise to acclimatise to thin air
Tibetians sold oxygen bottles along with souvenuirs .
The next day morning we were dropped by our buses to yama dwar about 14 km nearer to south face of kailas
It was a big opening in 2 mountains and was named after the God of Death Yama
In the opening we could see the magnificient kailas
We got into our horses for a days trek to north face a place called Dirapukh but thats for another day .

Tuesday, November 05, 2019

Maradu kottaram bhagavathy temple

 Maradu kottarathil Bhagavathy temple is a well known temple ,very popular for its annual fireworks during its festival .

Today morning we walked to the temple though the maddening traffic made us walk warily .

Once we reached the temple it was very peaceful and quiet under the banyan tree

They say temples are built by aghamic traditions as battery rechargers filling devotees with positivity .

The idols can be seen as God or as symbols of God or as merely stone to focus our thoughts on the one and all supreme energy of the universe .

That is the beauty of Hinduism
Its never dogmatic .
It never regulates or dictates
You are free to form your beliefs
Even non belief is valid in Hinduism .

It has rituals orthodoxity superstitions but it also has a broader sweeping spirituality which transcends everything .

Neither is the idol worshipper,
 nor the believer that nature or quiet solitude in a conducive atmosphere allows him or her to connect to the power ,
either considered superior or inferior
They are all the same

Fragments of the one dissipating energy .

And funnily this ancient great religion is accused of narrowness by shallower ones .

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Spiritual time out



At times the workings of the supreme are mysterious and different .
He truly doesnt need us humans to fight for him .
Iam only a seeker and i make no edictments on matters spiritual because the truth is I dont know !
But i do believe
Belief comes out of what you learn from your birth and how you rationalise it with the limited faculties available to you .

Without rationality it becomes dogma .

Strangely being a Hindu gives one the liberty to choose from being a seeker and /or a believer .
One can go to temples pray to an idol but viewing it as a God because the concept is so abstract that we need a form known to us to comprehend or wander the Himalayas knowing the nature around spells God in its every rustle .
One can say that there is nothing neither heaven nor hell and no superior inhabitant sitting atop the clouds with a magic wand .
That too is fine .
One of the best statement i heard
 (I wouldnt call it a joke ) is when God met man both said later ....Today I met my creator .

Another may find the positivity in a place of worship is what his God is .
The vibrations that trill his phreomones to joy be it in the resplendence of an idol or the nuances of a ritual prayer and prostration done with piety or in the rhytm of a choral or a sermon from the altar .

That feeling of fullness is spiritual bliss where you just know or feel the presence of God though like the blind men and the elephant you accept him or her (gender important these days ) based on your sensitivity .
Thats why temples were built in a fashion to increase that sensitivity  from  footwear less feet  or by the glow of   lit lamps or to the  listening to cymbals and drums in ritual music or by the adornments of an idol these senses of every visitor is heightened .

Temples and places of worship  are recharge centers for our souls .

Our views on things one  knows nothing about  by the tiny chinks open to one .

Within these limited parameters we form our opinions which are subject to changes once our vision gets widened and to me that happens when the time comes or when a soul is ready for it .

So till then lets rejoice in our belief never ever transgressing in anothers for true religion of the heart is accomodative and not combative .
Its all encompassing and never competitive .

Sorry for this rambling .

These were some thoughts that came out when we talked on this topic yesterday morning when we went to drop Shyam in the airport .

It was a spiritual time out with our son  .

Monday, October 14, 2019

Amitabh Bachan

From the lipstick toting, tree hugging ,Hindi film heroes of the seventies who sang mournful sings to thier doe eyed heroines, there arose a tall lanky denim clad young man ,with a far away look in his eyes  who looked lean mean and hungry in the film Deewar !

I still remember the scene where he bolts the huge shed to thrash the goondah bunches and teeters out to wet his head under a public tap .

Amitabh Bachan had arrived .

Though Zanjeer had come before this I think ,where the bonhomie the young police officer had with that mischivous Pathan rogue Pran ,it didnt make the next chapter like Deewar did .
Though the clean mammas boy Sashi kapoor did win all that brawn and power by a simple statement
Mere paas maa hoon .

Those were days when films taken were imprinted into our cerebral crevices with boiling seals forever .

Amitabh strode like a colosuss to steal   the popularity of the most popular superstar Hindi cinema had ever seen, Rajesh khanna ,with his twinkling eyes,where charming giggling girls by the gallon became screaming banshees in his presence .

And then on to becoming  the reigning don in so many films that brought tears ,happiness ,and wow ,from the audience  for decades ,this one man film industry had no equal to his  talent charisma and presence .
People loved him for everything even when he romanced the other woman the dusky temptress Rekha the cleopatra of Hindi filmdom and they even made a film where he enacted the real life role in Silsila with his wife and Woh .

Whether it is the time he  was by the side of his friend our former PM shri Rajiv Gandhi ,or as a politician in dusty UP ,or as an anchor doling out  crores in prime time TV ,or as a failed buisnessman in the US of A or  even when millions had  wept for him in a hospital bed in Mumbai ,or as just a floating most famous voice in documentaries he was the winner always .

A life time of talent,charm professionalism,skills,etiquette,grace,style,sauveness,and dignity.
As he moved into seventies and fell into roles like the aged lawyer who fights for the rights of women ,or became the son of his lanky actor son ,and so many more roles .

He still sang danced, emoted ,even loved and floored forever .

He spoke in his baritone voice the most famous in the nation which once was rejected in audition by a foolish AIR ..

Today this colossus is 77 and awaiting the Dada Saheb Palke award for life time achievement and rightly so too .

May I be one of the millions who wish and pray for this great actor and human being AMITABH BACHAN to get long healthy years ahead when he continues to make us happy .

...

 wish him the v best

Harimohan

Mutton olarthiyathu

Mutton Olarthiyathu .

Being a reasonably good cook of the malayalee culinary USB the Beef olarthiyathu, today I made a mutton version of the famous Syrian Christian dish ..
Kerala is the land of spices,coconuts,green canopy of trees,lashing waves  lapping backwaters,verdant hills and dark forests.

The damp humid and warm greenhouse it is , has many culinary delights which grew out of years of its kaleidoscopic influences from all over the world .

 At times when the rest of India had prohibitions to travel beyond the black oceans ,the shores of Kerala had Europeans,Arabs,and Jews,pouring in .

In AD 52 St Thomas was said to have spread the word of Christ in the South of Kerala ,and centuries later when the Portugese came and were surprised to know that Christianity existed in this land years back .

The advent of Islam in the 6 th century,
 Jewish refugees  ,
Arab ,European,Chinese traders or colonisers ,
 African slaves ,
little Kerala had more foriegners in it than the rest of India .

The land absorbed thier culinary skills and secrets ,and with time it melded and moulded them with local recipes using locally available food matireal thus giving birth to an unique kerala cuisine of which the Beef olarthiyathu occupies a primma donna position .

The Mallu loves his drink and his parotta and for both this was the best side dish made .

So today I wanted to be a bit different in making a Mutton olarthiyathu as this was not much heard of .

The core ingredient is the Coconut
Ie liberal use of coconut oil and coconut bits .
I went to Thripunithura market as a morning walk to buy mutton from my weekly regular butcher.

I tenderised boneless mutton  pieces with some curd, all spices ,salt ,for an hour

Later pressure cooked for 2 whistles and  kept it aside .

Took a frying pan heated coconut oil sauted ginger garlic pieces with coconut chunks ,added whole spices ,small onion cut well ,salt ,coriander ,turmeric,chilly powder in that order and once well blended added tomatoe ,curry leaves and later cooked meat .

The next part is the real secret of olarthiyathu .

One needs patience and hard work to go one churning the mix in low heat for a long time till all liquid disappears .

Add a bit of coconut oil when it turns dry
Add some pepper powder and meat masala nearing the end and later green curry leaves .

By now it would be brown black ,but not burnt or charred .

Mutton olarthiyathu is ready and yummy .

Saturday, October 12, 2019

Maha memories


For someone born and brought up in Madras todays Chennai ,Mahabalipuram is like the back of his elbow.
From childhood its the quintissential escursion point for schools .
Year after year we were bundled into bumpy buses with home made sandwiches and waved off by indulgent mothers to this place .
In the hot sun we used to try to push down the butter stone precariously positioned appearing to roll down at touch of a finger but elephants couldnt budge them .
For centuries they have stayed there and they did too when another indi chini bai bai happened today .
1962 bai bai turned sour as the Chinese marched into Arunachal pradesh .
We did see those places too in snow clad hill tops off Tawang when our Bolero was willing but we werent ,dazzled by snow blindness we told the driver to get back to safety , forgetting Madhuri lake where a jumping Shah rukh had frolicked with Madhuri Dikshit .
We felt good that day to know Shah Rukh had stayed in our suite in Tawam tourist bungalow tired after his exertions with a curvy Madhuri ..i mean in shooting dont u get me wrong there .

Coming back to Mahabalipuram in tbe days of romancing my present wife we had made a trip to soft murmurings in Arjunas penance and later as freshly married couple in our yezdi .
The Shore temple gave a great photo op for reunion of my classmates brats with bellies for a stud only get together as the wind lashed the waves ,we drowned our nostalgias in iced bacardis .

How could we forget the family get together in a sea food place when we crunched into shelled delicacies gazing at the silhoutted shore temple .

But today lighted and burnished mahabalipuram was shown to the world as never before
Modi the wizard is surely a great marketing executive for our tourism .

Masala Times

Good Morning

To me ordering breakfast in a vegetarian hotel has never been a big deal for my choices are written in stone .
My family orders for me if iam still parking and tell the waiter...the strong coffee should come along with the dosa neither before nor after and ..please make it piping hot ....
The tons of masala dosas that would have contributed to the lard deposited in my body have done their bit to give me a smile for the day ,a small prize one pays for a big gift .
Good masala dosas are never dry nor dripping with oil .
They are just in the middle .
They are golden brown with a promising middle .
The edges to me should never be paper thin nor carpenter hard .
They need to Aishwarya Roy slim .
The filler potatoe masala should be blended smooth with right flavours and tinge of spiciness being very careful not to trip over the crevasse
It should rather sit on the precipe but never falling to doom .
The ghee should be smelt before tasted .
It should waft gently into our nostrils and stimulate the olfactory bulbs waking up the cerebral masala dosa centers (iam sure i have them ) and then a million suns bursts at the first succulent bite ..
The chutneys are always the side actors and can never replace the hero dosa and heroine masala .
My vada too needs to be in the right sense it cant be cold ,it should be warm ,with crusted exteriors and soft insides just like all good people are .

The best chutney to go with uzzhunu vada is the fresh coconut dry chutney not the watery liquid one .
The Coffee to me preferably south indian  filter coffee
I can settle for a Bru or a sunrise if well made .
Milk undiluted with enough coffee powder with just a spoon of sugar hot and scalding is my coffee
Any lesser version i frown upon
So thats it
Its always better to tell ones choices
Never know where my next masala dosa is from 😁

Sunday, September 22, 2019

Bayon

Bayon......the temple ruins with faces staring at you from broken towers .
Faces enigmatically smiling almost like Mona lisas of Cambodia .
In the 12 th and 13 th century these huge sandstone blocks were broken from quarries and dragged by slaves or elephants and built as turrets and towers some say 49 others 54 but today only 37 are left painstakingly restored by the Japanese aided restoration which continues till 2021 from 2018 .
Jayawardane VII the Khmer king Buddhist by his beliefs built Bayon they say for himself while he built Anghor Thom for his mother and Preah Khan for his father .
Buddhist idols were fpund smashed and thrown later by Jayawardane VIII who installed Shivalinga and Vishnu as he believed in Hinduism .
The galleries were etched and modified from Buddhist tales to Hindu ones and later again to Buddhist ones .
The famous one of  Ravana trying to destroy mount Kailas on top of which Shiva resides,
The dancing Apsaras
The telling tale of Bhagvad Gita with Krishna preaching to an anxious Arjuna in battle fatigues strangely a hunter Shiva finds a place in this .
Sleeping Buddha in repose
The gaurding lions
Elephants being taken for a bath
The king himself in his palanwuin with his concubines marching along
The defeated Chamers running away from.the Khmers the victorious Chamers in another battle
Above all the faces the trademark of Bayon more cleaer as one climbs to the higher levels .
A lost temple in the depth of a forest
A time machine to take you back
BAYON

Friday, September 20, 2019

The meats of my life



The Meats of my life

Deer meat can be slotted as an exotic meat i think ,maybe in parts the forest dept would be upon my guts !
Once I  went with some friends to this legendary heritage Chinese restaurant in Brunei known for its dear (deer )delicacies .

It was tender and nice but to my selective Indian taste buds it would have been better as a spicy kerala style fry .

Somehow the original authentic Chinese cuisine doesnt appeal to me with its bland sourness ,mild hint of sickly sweetness, and no spice this side of Timbuctoo
Whats life with no spice .

I prefer our indo chinese any day with its scollops of tomatoes onions and chilly powder or pepper with India in every single morsel of its fried rices .

I need india in some form to make things perfect .

Once i had moose meat (incidentally my grandfather was a moos..thats a clan so named in kerala ..am not mentioning them !!  Dont accuse me of cannibalism thats one border i dont cross .)
This one is like mux oxen , a cross between Bison and Deer
I had this in Norway which incidentally had moose overbridges on highways so that they cross from one forest to other without becoming meat 😁 for me to eat .

My wifes cousins husband an young Norwegian doctor cooked for us an authentic kerala style moose curry  which was awesome with soft succulent bread helping  to beat the freezing cold then .

Once wandering in downtown Sydney I saw a burger shop with pictures of kangaroo Burgers
Had one promptly .
It didnt hop on me but behaved  as good as any self respecting chicken Burger would .

Ages back in a thatched hut of a kumily Dhaba amongst the increasing fog I tucked into an exotic jungle bird with some fiery local manna  along with my college mates .
Those were the brave young days .

The memory is as hazy as the weather of  that day me in those wuthering heights for the liquid concotion surely hit me more than the fowl birds did !
In a dinner in Cochin once in a friends house i  was asked to name a succulent meat offered in menu
it was the poor rabbit of course .

" I love animals, because they are so tasty" is  one famous statement of my son .

But I really dont like those slimy creepy creatures which the far East like to indulge in like those insects worms frogs snakes etc nauseating indeed .
So Iam wary of street food
I did find a lot in the neat sterile nightmarkets of Taipei in Taiwan but settled down for a sedate Beef sizzler with an ice cold Taiwanese Beer .
China was one place I dreaded as i expected Snakes for snacks but proved to be otherwise .
I never saw reptiles there but my first bite of a fresh cabbage momo like dumpling in cold Beijing won me over and i have to mention the famous Peking duck which we had in a bye lane behind the Beijing palace a place where tourists hardly venture guided by our sauve guide .
In the streets of Bangkok and Patayya there were slimier choices so one could ignore the crawling ones .

As far as Japan is concerned Sushi is squishy to me and Sashemee is not for me .
My trials with these have never made me thier fans .
To me after knowing fire why should we hark back to the days of uncooked food our poor naked caved ancestors ate  because they had no   choice .
I agree Sushi is considered  an exotic gourmet dish by those who like it and I write this with due respects for thier liking .

Iam a fan of American food for one the Yankees are cool they have food in large sizes no nibbling like the French and to cut into a medium steak dip into a sauce is inviting not to mention those dripping Burgers and the yellow fries in ketchup
Dont scrunch your eyes my paunch never does .
But European breakfasts are just lovely .

I love  fresh crunchy sausages ,French loaves ,Turkish Balclavas which i bit into in the Swissotel Bhosporous during a chilly morning .
I liked the French pastry i bought off the Champ de Elysee on my walk to the Lido for dinner .
Once in Vienna a hot dog guy in a van gave me one with some fiery sauce as i kept asking for spicier one.He got his revenge as i went hopping like a rabbit all the way to the UNESCO  headqaurters .
In the rainy streets of Frankfurt we once had a selection of  meat and fine wine in a dinner hosted by a good German neuroradiologist friend in a heritage restaurant .
I loved the fresh breakfast we tucked into on our long drive from Vegas to grand canyon .

 Give me meat cooked slowly over time on a wooden fire its juices shining in red oil any time
May not  be good for my middles but excellent for my happiness .

And now to my home

 The variety indian cuisine has
Is just mindblowing
Every state every region every village every house has its story to tell it has its secret recipe of taste unheard of
Its just like indian music with infinite possibilities
The state of someone spoilt with this depth getting exposed to simpler alternatives is depressing !

Thursday, September 05, 2019

Syabrubesi in Nepal










During our overland bus travel from Katmandu to Keyrung the border town of Chinese Tibet we stayed over on our onward trip in a beautiful hill village called Syabrubesi 2380 meters above sea level on the way to Langtan valley and in the Langtang national park known for its trekking routes .
Even though the village is just 80 km from Katmandu it takes more than 8 hours to reach there as the single narrow treachorous uphill road is dangerously steep with dizzying sides goes upto 5000 meters up to descend into valley .
Landslides prone area we had to stop for a couple .
The only vehicles possible are mini buses like ours or jeeps .
The river Trisuli known for white water rafting flows through village .
As it was dark we didnt see much of the village on way but on return we reached in time for lunch and we rested for some time before leaving the place ..
Its a lovely hill station with dreamy cottages spewing thread like smoky chimneys ,foggy valleys,gurgleof river,hot springs ,and chilly weather  .
The food was warm served with great hospitality ..

Wednesday, September 04, 2019

Cochin Metro

The extension of Cochin metro to Thycoodam later to Thripunithura will make a big difference in a city thats burdened with poor roads busy traffic and inadeqaute bus services and sorry driving .

All big crowded busy cities in the world have metros as main transportation like  New york Istanbul,Rome,Japan,Singapore,Hong kong etc .

They are efficient quick sleek and user friendly .

The connecting of south and north Railway stations to the most important transport hub of Vytila with a promise of water metro is the best thing that could have  happened to the city .

Now the planners need some imagination .

The KSRTC stand in Ekm should be  dismantled and Vytilla be the main terminal as it can be connected to all parts by metro  .

Cochin west Vypeen and many other parts can be connected by water metros .

Vytilla terminal needs to be a multistoreyed vast complex with metro.bus.boat .taxis.auto all in three floors
Multiparking in basement nearby
Malls entertainement hubs hotels markets corporate offices should be incorporated in this sprawling say 15 storey multi complex .

The KSRTC stand in city center should be turned into a huge park with refurbished stadium and a green lung for city .

All places with water acess like Ernakulam market ,marine drive  ,Nettoor,Thevara,wellingdon island,fort cochin ,mattancherry ,edacochin ,kumbalangi should be part of fast water metro connectivity .

Last mile connectivity by E Autos ,Bicycles under apps ,and small shuttle vehicles are needed .

The Cochin Airport definitely needs to be connected by water and land  metro  but airport city fare can be bit more costlier as in many cities .

The unified metro cards should be made available everywhere and topping it should be easy by apps .

Senior citizens and handicapped should get concessions .

People using metros need etiquette training to alight by waiting on sides of doors for people getting down instead of pushing in like bulls .
All transport should be kept clean .

With some effort we can create a modern Cochin .

Friday, August 30, 2019

Manasarovar lake

Manasarovar lake in the foot of Mount Kailas is a divine lake for Hindus,Buddhists,and the Boms .
15000 feet above sea level 300 feet deep 80 km circumference its surface is etheral calm with gentle undulating waves
Golden swans glide on it .
Its freezingly cold but refreshingly divine .
Its connected to the smaller Rakshas taal or demons lake dark foreboding wavy frothy blackish with no living thing on it
Both are the yin and yang of existense.
In science both are born by tectonic shifts and its said the sea pushed up by colliding tectonic plates over millions of years the same collision which brought the mighty Himalayas .
The waves and rare shells on its banks prove this .
The manas sarovar means minds lake in Sanskrit
The lake borne from Brahmas mind the creator of the universe .
Its the source of river BrahmPutra,Indus,Sutlej and Gharra .
We were lucky to reach it and see it wash our face in its waters
Swimming or bathing is prohibited by the Chinese these days .

My Drivers

Drivers in Travel
I was always lucky to get intresting drivers in several of my travels .
The Estonian driver in Stockholm who took me to Viking Radisson from Arlanda airport in 2008 , who talked of Swedens high taxes but how the country took care of its citizens .

Amongst the many cab drivers I had met Hussain was one of them in Mallaca in Malaysia in 2014.
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Cab drivers are the best source of information about a place many of them are naturally talkative and for a person like me a pleasant pastime ,
Hussain took me from Malacca bus station to heritage area and dropped me by then I knew all his family and mostly facts about Malacca ,
The taxi driver who drove me a longer distance in Kuala lumpur when I went to TBS bus stand in outskirts had more time and was also intellectually more attuned ,he delved into philosophical explanations of life in general and later an in-depth analysis of Malaysian life style for an Indian Tamil origin Malaysian born driver he was cerebral ,was so absorbed in his speech I forgot to take his snap for posterity Hussain gave me no such intellectual constraints 😁
Of course Balis Dewa is still a good friend rather than a driver
He cud sing bhajans with style or cud take u to a strip bar
I would list him as the most cheerful all rounder in Bali
The drivers in UAE mostly Pakistani ones are talkative and reliable
Adhil in my early days took me and family on our first visit to the Burj Arab by his contacts and into the palace in Zabeel itself as he had his contacts .
So many airport trips to Dubai or Abudhabi from Al ain for meetings in limousines sent by business class sponsored tkts travelling in style in midnights at times with premila too
The sardar driver in Sharjah
And the malayalee driver who took me for an iftar in a tiny hotel when he broke his fast before he took me to Sharjah airport
Or Sulaiman my moplah song specialist guru of my driving licence

We did meet one intresting Pakistani driver Khan  in Labuan malaysia
I once travelled in a cab driven by a dark Rajini look alike with long hair and he had Rajni mannerisms which iam sure was his mebbe Rajni took from him

The kathmandu Ram was another gem
Quiet cheerful helpful loyal punctual had lots to learn from him though on first look he sounded  like a dumb guy and a con man
What poor judging by me
Ram was an eipitome of peace not at all agitated at the chaos in kathmandu roads but drove with equanamity .

The nameless memory of a driver we got from kolkata ...Howrahs dangerous streets who turned out not only honest but caring driver.
He was with us all day

The young man who drove us to Nathulla pass in his maruthi van in Gangtok showing us sights which would be forever etched in our minds .
The nepalese drivers on our Kailas trip driving us through dangerius curves filled with landslides or the Chinese drivers on other side one of whom had a peculiar ability to drive into muddy ditvhes so much so we called him kuzhiyan or pit man in malayalam

How can i not include Dharmasiri fernando who was around my age who drove us around in our 3 days in Sri Lanka taking us to the heights of nuwara eliya or the lovely tooth temple in kandy or the crowded markets of colombo
Dharmasiri was a family man we got to know his son a customs officer who greeted us in the airport and about his capable daughter settled in Doha .










Thursday, August 22, 2019

Cancer myths

The Label Cancer has an ominous ring to it and unlike many other illness that affects humans it creates alarm and anxiety as there is a stigma associated with this disease as an incurable affliction leading to the end of the road.

To a large extent the information cascade of the present times has changed this but at same time a lot of myths and false news hovers around cancer.

The Internet is a double edged sword in the sense it provides unlimited information on anything and  is just a click away but at the same time it depends on the right way to access that information otherwise one is flooded with misinformation,

Cancer is one ailment that has been scourged by such false information.

One of the greatest setbacks to cancer management is these myths.

Way back in 400 BC Hippocrates the father of medicine said that science and opinion are two different things, while science begets knowledge opinion begets ignorance on several occasions

Cancer is abnormal multiplication of tissue cells and spread of these abnormal cells into other parts by blood stream, lymphatic circulation or by direct spread

Each tissue will have its own type of cancer and to call cancer as a single disease is as if to call the Alps a single hill.

So it is with the treatment of cancer, it is unique and different to different types and to different patients.

So many factors like the stage, the aggressiveness ,the condition of the patient ,his other diseases , the center where he has his treatment ,his compliance ,all these factors have a part to play in the outcome of cancer treatment .

So no cancer patient on treatment need to be anxious in comparing themselves to other patients as even in the same type of cancer it could be different in different patients,

This anxiety follows natural discussions that happens between patients and families in cancer hospital waiting rooms ,while this is good in several respects as to get a patients perspective and families outlook to the  treatment undergone and to get tips on food and other issues ,one has to be vigilant of not trying to substitute the experiences  of the other patient for oneself ,because they could be totally different this is where the counselling of health professionals in the center would help the patient to clarify the truth

Another very common myth is on diet and supplements

This is one of the most common topics that is addressed when patients and their families meet

Man by nature has a tendency to give advices based on his experiences but medicine being an actual science is not always based on subjective descriptions or advices

At times the advice is given by people who are not related or by visitors or by a neighbor who may his or her own motives or reasons for telling them

Most advices are on diet or on what not to use in diet
There are circulating myths online and offline about food fads for cancer patients those good and those harmful for them

Generally cancer patients have Dysguesia or altered tastes or early satiation or anorexia due to their disease or as adverse effects of their treatments, hence the food consumed would definitely be lesser than earlier and loss of weight and lassitude are very common for cancer patients

Dietary fads are a disaster for such patients

 In most myths most food are banned

Like cancer patients are asked not to take sugar, the explanation being sugar would feed the cancer cells and hence it would grow,

All cells need sugar or glucose for their energy and all food constituents are transformed into glucose or energy, in no way does sugar have any special nutritive factor to malignant cells, in fact sugar is a good form of nutrition for a cancer patient!

Milk is another prohibited food citing its mucous nature as one that would cause mucous secretion from tumors which again is a fallacy, in fact milks are wonderful sources of nourishment.

Avoiding red meat is cited often as red meat is said to be cause of several cancers,

This again is not the truth ,red meat like many other co factors if used in long term coupled with other factors like familial tendency or genetic mutants or several other factors that are involved in the slow and long term evolving into a cancer is just one spoke in the wheel and taking red meat alone cannot cause cancer

In cancer patients taking red meat once in while if the patient likes it will only provide him good nutrition, so he or she should not be denied his likes due to fallacies.
Artificial additives are painted as cancer villains most of the additives are taken for enhancement of taste in miniscule quantities and are not responsible for the evil they are blamed upon.

Acidic food to be avoided is another big myth, this is so said as the blood is mildly alkaline PH and acidic food is supposed to topple the balance,

Nothing of the kind as our body has enough in it to balance those mildly acidic or alkaline food and correct its PH by itself and it has nothing to do with cancer.

Supplements are mostly not needed as some are potentially harmful as most supplements do not label their ingredients and are conveniently called as herbal or natural food products or anti-oxidants with tall claims of curing cancer, they are generally costly and world over account for huge business by exploiting a cancer patients who would fall to their advertising charms and spend money which would have been better used for better natural foodstuffs like fruits.

At times some ingredients in supplements may cause kidney or liver damage and this will prevent cancer treatment by using conventional accepted forms of treatment as patient may go in for renal or hepatic failure

We should advice any patient on treatment to inform their physician or health professionals of any supplements planned to be taken by them whatever be the advice or claims the said supplement has

As Andrew Schopenhauer mentioned in 7 th century facts are always not very attractive

Initially they may be ridiculed ,secondly may be violently opposed ,and later only are they accepted whereas false claims are usually accepted easier because they offer escape routes from what the patient fears like undergoing chemotherapy etc but in the long run it is to the detriment of the patient
There is no alternative medicine.
There is only scientifically proven, evidence-based medicine supported by solid data or unproven medicine, for which scientific evidence is lacking

Under the rules of science, people who make the claims bear the burden of proof.

Testimonials or advertisements can never equal scientific evidences or studies
Promoters of quackery wear the cloak of science and are great marketing professionals

Another oft reported accusation is that the scientific community keeps facts away from the patient as a great ploy of the medical and pharmaceutical community, the very fact that the five year survival has shot up from 10 % in the sixties to more than 50 % today suggests this can’t be so !
So the cancer patient or his family should be open to suggestions and discussions with other families or the society itself but the decisions they take for the patient should always be after consultation with their health professional with whom they should discuss any such advisesThey should be beyond myths and should also not spread such myths to other patients.

Monday, August 19, 2019

Kashmir

1982
Me seen in dark glasses in a boat in Srinagar Dal lake  with some of my classmates of Kilpauk Medical college
We stayed more than four or five days in Srinagar .
It was nice and cool even though it was may .

This is the same Kashmir which throws stones at our security forces today
 at least some who are egged to do it .
Sad .
To me Kashmiris are not only the most good looking people they are the most genuine gentle people who then went out of way to help people .
Today many who belonged in Kashmir  have been driven away ,thier houses taken ,and many have been living in camps in hot plains for years .
They too are Kashmiris
They too owned and belonged to the valley for generations .
To be driven away from your home ,to be plucked from your roots ,to be rendered homeless as floatsam in debris is traumatic .
Those days they were considered no different from any others .
people who talk of kashmiri honour ignore them they have been wiped from the collective secular memories .
Some of the people  for past decade have been inculcated , instigated  ,supported ,to continue the tirade .
They are fighting the battle of others .
The previous Govts have been spineless with Pakistan doing all this .
They allowed Kashmiris to move against India by exploiting them by looting them along with the political crony families there .
From pandit Nehru our Kashmir policies were totally wrong and this was used by Pakistan to a brink of almost losing it .
At last a messiah arrived to save our country .
He acted firmly with his no nonsense deputy
The Modi Amitshah combine is lethal to Pakistan.
Imran khans feverish gibberish of losing one excuse for his countrys crooked ways is evident .
Hes scared and countered .
Pakistan is one country that has harmed us a lot though i will say its people are not to blame
Most are good people and loving
We do have indians too who have views inimical to our nation
We had leaders and parties who were the reason for gentle kashmiris turning militant .
In one stroke all these dirt have been put in place
Kashmir will heal
Pandits will return
Kashmiris will be happily part of india instead of doing things never part of thier nature .
Pakistan will learn its lesson
Its after this we need to renew our brotherhood with the Pakistani people
Hoping for this day

Sabarimala

Sabarimala is a hill in Western ghats situated admitst thick forests .
Its famously known for the Ayyappa temple atop it .
Crores of devotees throng to it from all parts of world during its two seasons and every month beggining for 5 days (malayalam month ).
Legend describes Lord Ayyappa as creation of Shiva Vishnu ..Hari hara putran .
The sthala purana calls him an eternal bachelor naisthika bramachari .
Every idol in a Hindu temple has its regulations and its based on traditions passed over generations and accepted by devotees ..
Some temples did have harmful practices but most these days are obsolete .
Sabarimala temple definitely cannot be included in this list .
Women between menarche and below 50 are prohibited from temple entry
It is related to the bachelorhood status of the lord .
That doesnt mean that the Lord is affected by the women in group suggested .
Tatwamasi  which means YOU ARE THAT in accordance to advaitic teachings says you are part of God .
Which is why all Ayyappa devotees are called Swami or Ayyappa himself .
There is no distinction of caste color creed and religion in its entry
There is only age restriction for women
And genuine women devotees do not mind

The devotee is needed to maintain strictly vegetarian fare,have baths morning and evening and go to temples .
The vradda or wow is for 41 days but nowadays its shortened by many .

The controversial Supreme court ruling to allow women of all ages shud be allowed to enter the temple based on a file suited with an agenda .
Most polticians and NGO s who supported it knew no ethos of its history or were  not intrested .
The ruling was misused by a vengeful State Govt by harassing devotees denying them rest during the climb  in order to defame the temple .
The Govt sponsored Dewaswoms known for ill efficiency systematically squeeze the devotees.
Women below 50  and children above menarche understand the rules and wait for thier turn
Whereas the courts and media intimidate  them .
And the CM and his coterie behave like the Nazis did to Jews .
Even now the harassement continues like devotees arent allowed to park in Pamba nearer to shrine but in Nilackal and take a paid KSRTC shuttle rest of way
They are forced to return from top ASAP as if they are terrorists who will cause havoc
This still happens though no one mentions them
Will this dirty gang try it with minorities
In any situation ?
And the useless courts of this country behave like deaf adders .
Disgusting

Harimohan
At least young women were given rest from stressful journey.  what can be achieved by breaking the rules of the temple?,  diverting the society from useful work.  Any logic will know a young women is capable better than a 50yrs old

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Silence of our souls

SILENCE OF OUR SOULS

Have we all not stood in the crossroads in life where we are flummoxed at choices given to ,

we did go in one way right or wrong, that was our chosen way

was it predestined that we chose ?

 it is difficult to answer for with all our rational thinking ,
we are beings who are being directed by someone somewhere .
Is it an alien sitting in some remote galaxy who can control our tomorrows
Or is it a just power who doles out his rewards and punishments as we need them
Or is it just all a coincidence
Will we ever get answers
Idont know
Maybe death will reveal the enigma maybe it would be just an amnesic nothingness where one floats in suspended animation till sailing into a new mothers womb
The fatality of it all this endless churn of life death after life good bad ugly evil all turn to be labels
None can tell us truth not those inner engineerings or mumbo jumbos of ritualists or jargon of science.
That just has to come from within from deep in our cells the primordial answers probably put so well by Ramanamaharshi
It can come only from the silence of our souls .

Rains

I love rains whether  in Brunei or Cochin or in Al Ain
The best swims i had was during heavy rains
Generally not a soul would venture into the pool in Brunei then
In fact the rules prohibited using it as one could get electrocuted by an untimely lightening but then tell me a better way to die than that !!
Walking in rains isnt so good specially in Cochin as vehicles splatter you with mud and may mostly knock you down not at all pleasant as you land up with boken bones mostly broken mind too .
Rains are best to sit in ones house
in mine in the  lovely balcony gazing into the green expanse as it pours its benevolence ,a hot chai would help in the gaze too .
Driving in rains too isnt very pleasant as visibility is less and potholes are covered not by tar but by water and one could splatter a pedestrian or a two wheeler inadvertently.
A few days back i did this unintentionally to an auto guy who promptly overtook me and stopped his auto in front of me as he calculated i would hit him and then he can fleece me .
With kerala being what it is ,whatever a car guy does or doesnt he has to pay to the poor comrades in lesser wheels.
Commie justice
I just managed to not hit him and shouted at him for which he shouted back telling me you spattered me i wanted to shatter you .

Yup possible but then things dont work as you want comrade ,and you of all narrow arrogance can never decipher it ,
Lol salaam get lost ,and iam on way ,

though i told all this only to myself 😁

Rains are nostalgic
Remember once as i sped on my cycle home from school when i was around 12 years old my mother towelling me and asking me to lie down for some time covering me with a blanket as i was shivering, later feeding me a delicious hot lunch.
Thats rains for you !

Ever drop  a time capsule a comfort resort a pleasure ride

Monday, July 15, 2019

Road trip to Kozhencherry

Another Road trip and long drive to Kozhencherry ,heart of Marthomite zone .

We went to attend the funeral of my friends 86 year old dad in his native place .

With the luxury of our son driving ,we both were free ,me to take pictures .

Ithink Kerala is truly Gods own country , specially the Alapuzha Changanessery road via Kuttanad .

Houseboats all tied up ,qauint bridges
Fresh fishes and duck sold on roadside , pedestrian bridges one of  which we walked climbing up to reach its middle for some pictures  but found one auto waiting for us to give way.

Wonder how the auto fitted in  that bridge and climbed up.

We ran down to allow it to pass .

The backwaters was flowing in parts ,had a carpet of green weeds on others .

The toddy signs and bars were plenty, and sea food joints vied with each other .

It was one living miasma in a green canopy .
It wasnt rainy so we missed the surreal clouds .

Once we reached to other end the green hilly Thiruvalla pathanamthitta belt it was another wonder .
But for a stop for some roadside vadas and tea we drove at a stretch .

Reaching Kozhencherry the flowing pampa was seen in glimpses .
The rubber estates ,very neat houses some stately, others cottages covered in green with coloured flowers on both sides of the black narrow neat road were a feast to the eyes .

Traffic was typically malludom with unexpected vehicles starling one in all directions .

Probably only place one didnt expect a two wheeler was the top of the car .

Maybe one day mallu will find some way to do that .

The kuzhichala Marthomite church was 1500 years old but modified a decade back it had a lovely elevation .

I knew a bit of the very intresting history of Syrian christians thier branches  from the times of jesus himself
Very intresting
Wonder why no one made an epic movie in a grand scale on this
It could get an oscar .

The ceremony was somber with my friend giving an emotional memorial speech .

We returned back with so much memories of a fine day.











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