Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Bitter pill can be presented as a sweet syrup

Bitter pill can be presented   as a  sweet  syrup

Retold by
P.R.Ramachander

(this is an old folk tale which was posted by my face book friend  Bhanu Ravi .Please  judge for yourself  whether  it is a bitter pill  or sweet syrup. )





One great  king one day saw   a dream  ,
In which he saw   himself without any teeth,
And since he was  not knowing   what it meant,
He sent for all  the great  astrologers of his country.

One astrologer  after   examining many great books told,
“It indicates that  all your family members would die before you,”
The infuriated  king   ordered that  this astroger  be imprisoned,
And then all  his other  invitees   started shivering  to open their mouth.

However a  wise  young man , again examined   his great nook and told,
“Oh king  , you will live very long , much longer   than all your  family members”.
And the king was   greatly pleased  , honoured him  and gave him presents.
And so though you tell the truth do tell it in a sweet  way and not the  bitter way.


Sunday, August 13, 2017

People who have influenced my life-AP Naganatha Iyer (My Periya Mama) of Vridhachalam

People   who have influenced my life-AP Naganatha Iyer (My Periya Mama)    of Vridhachalam 

By
P.R.Ramachander



  Sri A.P.Naganatha iyer  who was popularly  known as  Chellappan was my   eldest uncle and he had a hotel in Vridhachalam. During his childhood , driven due to  poverty in his house, I understand he spent   a few years as a cook  to a tamilian family  in Burma. Later  after working in many places , he started  loking after our hotel in Secunderabad. It was at  that time  that he got married to  the daughter  of a  well known scholar Sri Rama Sastrigal  of Palakkad , IN the years 1942-44  when I was  two years old  , he was the manger  of the hotel run by my father  in Secunderabad and  they were  living along with us  in our home .I was  a little baby   at that time. Since they were just married   and did not have   any children they used   to love me as if I was their eldest son. I was Mami’s pet.  She was a sofy spoken angel . Possibly since there   was no study table  in my home,I used to  make my Mami bend, keep my slate  on her back and write. She was   an extremely soft and nice lady but Mama   , though very good was  short  tempered.Even after  more than 70 years, I remember  how I used to get scared   of  him during those days. Later  My Mama and Mami left  Secunderabad   to establish a hotel along with their younger   brother APS  Iyer    in a near by village .During the Razakkar  movement  of the pre independence days  , my Mama left Hyderabad    and established a hotel in Salem of Tamil Nadu .After  a few years he shifted to Vridhachalam , where he had a hotel very near to the Junction   and not very far off from Manimuthar river.
When I got admission to  B.Sc(Hons)  in Annamalai university , I  did not get admission  in the hostel during the first year. Mama came with me and requested one of his distant relation in Chidambaram  to accomadate  me in their home,I was 17 at that time. Due to my father I had learnt to recite  Vishnu and Lalitha Sahasranamams as well   as Sri Krishna Karnamrutham, which I used to read daily. But Mama was   a Devi Bhaktha  and used to daily read  Devi Mahatmyam. I used to very often go to Vridhachalam and stay with him , mami and Children(Who were all much younger to me)   almost every week end. Due to Mama I got attracted to Devi Mahatmyam  and started  doing Parayana  of the great book along with him. Mama was a very strict but very loving father and he used to get angry   with children and  some times Mami also .But once the anger leaves him , he  became a  loving father and mother. Once during   our annual vacation, my Periyappa   an Aleppy passed away and Mama had to rush to help his sister .it was at that time he requested me to rush to Vridhachalam and look after   his hotel   during his absence .I really enjoyed doing it.
   Mama was a very  devout man and he used to have his own Bullock cart. Almost every week, he used to take all of us to Vridheswara temple as well as a Murugan temple  in a nearby village .It was  the first and only time that  I travelled in A bullock cart.  Mama loved me very much and knew under what circumstance I was studying  . During my second year , Mama suddenly made appearance   in our hostel and gave me my first wrist watch .He said , it was a  great gift for me  and  it was with me  for another 8 years when I purchased a favre  Luba wrist watch(I was employed by then)

   If I am  very  much attached to Sanskrit prayers  it was due to my mama.After 1960, I rarely had occasions to meet him.   The last time I met him was when he was sick  and had started having problem with dementia.He could not  recognize me .I wept uncontrollably .  I am sure he  along with my Mami must be  in heaven , and sitting at the feet of Goddess  and  he must be reciting  Devi Mahathmyam.

Friday, August 11, 2017

Guru shows the way to see God

Guru shows   the way to see  God

Retold  by
P.R.Ramachander



(Based on a  meaningful face book post .My thanks to that author   who wrote it)

One  very learned person   went to a guru and told,
“I have learnt   several religions of  world  but ,
I am not knowing   which of them would lead me to God?”
And the  Guru took him     to the bank of a very big river.

Then Guru told him , “The answer   to your question ,
Is in the other shore   and so if you   want   to learn the answer,
Build a boat yourself   , go to the other   shore .”
And the learned person started   building boats.

The guru  pointed out  mistakes   and problems   in each boat he built,
And due to great anxiety   to know the answer , he did not  bother about them,
Took a boat   and reached    the other shore    and soon  he found,
That  there  is nothing or nobody in the  other shore  to give him the answer.

When he returned  back and shouted   at the Guru  , he replied,
“A little while ago  , you were greatly   enthused  to know the answer,
And did not  give any importance   to    the boat by which you travelled.
Just like that  all relegions would take you  to God, provided   you have enthusiasm”

Has it not been told   in our    great religion  that,
Just like   rain water   everywhere   reaches   the sea ultimately,
All   the religions   of the world    do lead   to Lord Kesava,
And I feel all  that you need is faith   and enthusiasm



Only good partners can build a good home

Only  good partners  can build a  good  home

Rewritten by
P.R.Ramachander


(I wrote this  based on  a  tamil write up in  face book by  Mohan Krishnaswamy.My thanks to him)

There was a  person who always   fought with his wife,
And he would    daily challenge   her, “One day ,manage my office,
Then only    you would realize  all my difficulties “ and one   day,
She lost her calm  and said , “OK”,  meanwhile you manage  our home   and see

So the next s day  , she went   to the  office  , instead of him,
And she saw   the office was was very dirty   and though   she was,
The wife of the owner  , she herself  swept  and cleaned the office,
Then she examined attendance register   and gave warning to all those   who were late.

She  managed  everything well and when she   was about to start home,
Her secretary reminded about the  daughter’s marriage   reception   of her manager,
She  art tended the marriage  ,  told convincing excuse  for her husband’s absence,
Gave suitable presents , took dinner with them , though all her thoughts was about her  home.

When she reached   her home  , her husband shouted her  , “Your children,
Are not human beings but monkeys . They do not obey me, they do not study at all.
When asked to eat, they do not eat, and I beat them black and blue  ,
And have made them sleep   in that corner  and alsoI have not eaten as I could not cook properly.”

The lady became very sad   that her husband has  needlessly   beaten her  kids,
Rushed to the bed room  , switched on the light   and asked   her husband,
“Why have you made this boy sleep here, he is the kid of neighbouring house”
And then he told, “Oh possibly that is why he was   crying loudly and  tried to run away.”

They both then understood  that without love, kindness   and efficiency,
Of a housewife  , house will not run   and the role of man in earning money was great.
And in these days when both of them are home makers and office workers ,
Unless  both of them understand each of them   are equal  in everything home will not run.




Magical goblet which reduced anger

Magical goblet   which reduced anger

Rewritten in english ,
By
P.R.Ramachander



( I was greatly charmed by this story posted by  my friend  Rajagopal  Srinivasan and my thanks to him))

There was a great king  in a great country,
And the only   problem of his was his   short temper,
And due to this    be became    very unpopular ,
With   all his people, who really  liked him for his  other qualities.

A saint visited   the kingdom   and the king  ,
Requested the saint to help him get rid of his great anger ,
And the saint   then gave him   a pretty goblet,
And told   the king , ‘drink three goblets   of water,
From this magical goblet   whenever   you get angry.

The king started   following this very great   faith,
Abd found it  worked like magic and  his anger   reduced a lot,
And after a few  years the saint   came again  and met the king,
Who saluted him , thanked  him for     his magical goblet ,
But the saint laughed and told , “It is an ordinary goblet purchased in the market,
But it was effective because , the drinking of water  gave you,

Time to think and it was   your thought   that reduced your anf ger.

Maha Periyava tells his angry devotee , “treat your wife well”

Maha Periyava tells  his  angry  devotee  , “treat  your wife well”

Retold  by
P.R.Ramachander



(I was charmed by   the simplicity  of the story  and clear understanding of human problems by  Maha Periyava. This story was was posted in tamil by  Rajagopal srinivasan. Thanks to him)


One devotee  of Maha Periyavaa   went  before him,
Along  with his    wife   and submitted     to him,.
“My wife is always sick and always lying down.
Does not cook or look after   babies  and  I am in troble.”

Maha Periyava   smiled and told   that  devotee ,
Had you told  this to your friend, he will ask you to divorce her,
Had you told this to your family , they would have asked to marry again,
Had you asked the astrologer , he would   ask you to do worship  the planets,
Had you consulted a doctor, He would prescribe lot of medicine and make your purse empty,
And had you told any old lady, he   would have told   you that it is   due to black magic,.”

Maha  Periyava  continued , “Having come to me  , instead of asking me  what to do,
You were   shouting at her   and appeared  as if  you are   going   to beat her ,.”
When the devotee  lied and said  , “it was not like     that at all “,  the great one ,
Got angry and told him,  “Never ever come to see  me again and that  is your punishment.”

The devotee  got very much upset   and requested  Priyava’s  pardon  .
And promised  him  that he would look after   his wife  properly ,
And Periyava then consoled   him and directed   him to approach,
The Kottakkal  Arya  vaidya  Shala  and  that wife    recovered  fast.


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

He and she crossing the bridge

He and she crossing  the bridge

By
P.R.Ramachander

(based on the write up by Viswanath Das .My heart felt thanks to him and if you like this  thank him rather  than me)




He and she   were returning   from a stroll,
In the country side   full of hills and dales,
At a time   when evening fades   and  ,
The darkness  of night   started   rising.

They had to cross a   rope bridge  on the way,
And as it started  raining  he ran  and crossed  the bridge ,
And at that she reached   the  bridge and  due to darkness,
And torrential rain she   was   scared  to cross  the bridge  alone.

In the   streaks of lightning   she could see  him on the other shore ,
And  she  shouted   at the  top of her voice   for him to come back,
And help her   cross  that bridge , but he  did not even see at her ,
And with great scare   and  even great helplessness  she crossed the bridge.

While crossing she was sad  that  her companion  did not even do this small help,
And felt that   all men are   selfish brutes   who are   not bothered about their companions,
And when she reached   the end of the bridge she saw   that  the rope bridge had got cut off,
And he   was tightly   holding it with struggle   as well tears in his eyes   for her safety.

Some times  he  appears  to be a  silent brute  not bothered about  his family,
But when you go near  to him  and see  him   closely  , she will realise ,
That  he has dedicated  all his life for them   and  unable to  work  further ,
He  was  shedding silent tears because , he was  holding the bridge of life  so that  she can cross.